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The auburn glow settles upon the grassy patches, buried amongst the dirt lay your heart full of longing. How could you? Those words repeat in your head over and over, fearing the idea of allowing yourself to commit this crime. Spending your time thinking about someone who you knew would not even allow you to come across their mind. No man would ever love someone like you, haughty, loud, and tearful at the smallest of inconveniences. That at least is what everyone has told you. So you paint the scenery and try to fall in love with the earth that carries him instead of him. Admiring the simple plains as you mix colors together, each brush stroke carefully done. May you stay forever young and foolish, because allowing age to steal your naivety sounds more scary than being amazed by the simple. When you’d heard Katsuki had decided to join the army instead of staying in the city for college, you had cried for hours on end. Dealing with the mockery from your family, simply running away like you always have to lay in the sun. Allowing its warmth to comfort you, before finally coming back to retrieve your things, painting the view before you. Nothing can make you feel any better, falling for that selfish, selfish boy with his riches and beauty, exchanging it all for his ego.

The brush strokes continued, your view on the world needing to feel unshakable. 

You look to the canvas again, carefully adding hints of red to the yellowed hue of the tree before you.

Allowing its shadow to have little bits of light to cascade down amongst the grass. The balance had shifted when you looked back up from your canvas, pausing completely when you saw him. That stupid smile of his reminding you of your loathing, throwing your palette to the ground before rushing off. Rushing your pace as fast as you could when you hear his quicken, the crunching of leaves soaking this chase into the melancholy of the loss of childhood. The switching of positions feels almost like a mockery of a metaphor as you try to go faster, refusing to turn back to the man. Even as he calls after you, even as you feel his hand graze over your back when he misses trying to catch you. You couldn’t turn back, how could he? But he catches you, tumbling amongst the leaves together until you both finally stop, stuck to the ground with him holding you down. And as your eyes meet, you knew he had captured your heart all over again, with nothing but apology woven amongst his features.

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Everything that has been made from love is alive.

Anne Michaels, The Winter Vault

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Hey, it's me again!! TYSM FOR DOING MY REQUEST IT WAS SO GOOD. I felt like a fan meeting a celebrity when i saw you did it kicking my feet in all with my stupid smile seeing write it and i didn't even read it yet when i was doing that😅 ANYWAY you're so AWESOME TYSM!!^^

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That's so sweet, thank you! I was a little nervous posting because it was my first time doing a request in a long time, but I'm so happy you liked it :) I'd love to have more people interacting with my blog, not even for traction, I just want us all to be friends here lolll. Anyways, I hope you have a lovely day, take care.

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Katsuki loves when you make him feel small, like he could completely melt in your arms. Laying over top you as he hides his face in your tummy, feeling your hands in his hair as he presses gentle kisses to your skin. Loving the feeling of being the center of your world. There were days where he was too scared to even lay a finger on you, especially at the beginning. But you'd always pull him into your touch, encompassing his very being until it was all he could feel. Tenderly reaching for you as his fingers tremble, trying not to hurt you, as if you were so delicate that he couldn't even rest his balm over your heart. He wanted to touch you so much it hurt, wanting to feel your skin, shaking so hard your pulses nearly merge. Loving on you until he gets worried that he'd hurt you. Never, that could never happen though.

You won't let his fears stop you, so you'll guide his hands to your lips until he feels safe enough to do the same to you. Unable to stop himself from burying his nose into your neck and smothering himself against you. He loved you so much, so much it hurt him to be away from you for a second.

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Hiii!! Idk if you take requests (I didn't see it in your pinned post), but I came across your blog one day, and I thought the way you wrote was really cute!!

If you could, do you think you could write this?

Ever since bakugou and reader hes seen her with straight hair but one day he goes to visit reader in her dorm and her hair is curly cuz she didn't have time to straighten after showering so case in point katsuki finding out reader has curly hair!!

anyway you're awesome and keep being you^^

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Ahh thank you! That's so sweet :) I do take requests, in fact you're my first. I wasn't sure what vibes you were looking for, but I tried to make it short and sweet, please let me know if you wanted something more specific. "They will tell you in the end that all you needed was companionship." Night time had fallen over class A, having decided to celebrate the start of their new year with a new classmate having a sleepover. The hall lights had dimmed, with the kitchen that was once bustling with life and messy activities was now cleared of its mess and left quiet for its own peace. But one member of the class was still awake, wandering around the floors with a frown on his lips. Eyes down to the floor as he walked, sometimes glancing over to his cast before he finally stopped in front of one dorm. Yours. After the war everyone felt closer than before, but the two of you had been distant. With everything that happened, Katsuki couldn’t face you. Not during the war, but before it. He never treated anyone differently from anyone else, the idea of being weak enough to have biases like that just didn’t appeal to him. But during the time he’d gotten closer to Izuku he’d also come closer to you, slowly finding everything about you interesting. How your eyes always reveal your mood, the way your nose twitches, how your cheeks crinkle with your smile. Something he always really loved was your hair, running his fingers through it anytime the two of you were alone. Time went on and the space between you two had only grown, deep down he missed you a lot. So he came closer to the door, lifting his okay hand up to knock a couple times. Pausing when he finally sees you opening the door up, hair slightly dampened and nothing like what he was used to. Katsuki stood still for a moment, processing what he was seeing before you finally realized what it was. Looking down to your socked feet as you tug at the sleeves of your shirt awkwardly, already feeling a little insecure about what he’d say. Knowing some people would call your hair type messy or untamed, as if it wasn't simply the natural state of the strands growing from your head. But Katsuki wasn't like that at all, not caring about the visuals of people, barely even caring about his own visuals himself. Then again that didn't apply to you, since all he does is admire your pretty face.

Nothing came out of his mouth, only staring at you quietly. To you it looked like he was unimpressed and annoyed, but for him it was the feeling of being completely speechless seeing you that way. As cliche as it was, he thought you looked absolutely beautiful. Plus you smelled really good because of the product in your hair and he was already in crush city. Barely anything was said between you both, with the two of you now laying in your bed face to face as he gently reaches to touch your hair with his good hand.

Admiring your face and how delicately it’s framed, he didn’t care if it was long or short, straight or curly. The fact that he could feel it between his fingers and that it was you made it so indescribably gorgeous to him. Even if he hasn’t built up the confidence to tell you just yet.

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You were Always the Icing on Top

Summary: How you were reunited with the boy you loved who was always just next door.

Warnings: Minute mentions of bullying, kinda cringe, sappy sweet love stories set in high school.

No one in class A knew this, not even Izuku. They didn’t need to, but there was a girl, one he’s liked since middle school.

She lived right next door and used to be in a relationship with him in middle school and they never broke up, but Katsuki couldn’t get himself to talk to her. Not when he already made it clear he didn’t want her to make him look weak when he found out she was quirk-less.

Unlike Izuku no one noticed she was, especially since so many people in the class had so many lack-luster quirks. He always just thought she didn't do much, but how was he supposed to face anyone when he'd already shut Izuku out for that same quality? So he did the same thing to you, completely icing you out until he found out you started homeschooling. With your parents mysteriously ending the monthly dinners both your families would share since you were kids. At first he tried not to care, not thinking it would change much, until he realized he'd never seen you out. No longer riding your bike around the neighborhood or going on morning walks before bringing his mother dandelions to decorate their window sill. A part of him wished he apologized the way he did to Izuku, but he also thought that at this point it might've been too late for you. So he moved on, not thinking the opportunity would really come to see you again, accepting that he couldn't save anyone, not even the girl next door that he never got to tell that he loved her.

It really didn’t seem like much, Katsuki was just heading home from school, trudging through the snow on the sidewalk. The puffball of his winter hat bobbing up and down as he walked towards the building, not paying much mind to his surroundings, stopping when he sees something out of the norm. 

For the first time since middle school he’d seen you outside of your home, sitting on the powdery snow all bundled up in your winter coat. Half your face covered by your scarf to protect you from the chill of the weather. 

Shaping a large snowball as the base for what he was guessing was a snowman. Settled on the floor beside you was a box of chocolates you’d been snacking on. To calm his nerves Katsuki takes a deep breath, deciding to lean over the fence of his home to talk to you. “Hey.” The sudden interruption had you jump a bit, whipping your head back to look at him with wide eyes, head tilting to the side curiously. “Hello?” This was getting awkward already, way to go. Even with the silent undertone of discomfort between you both, Katsuki just keeps going, awkwardly trying to smile at you. “You’re uh… Building a snowman. Looks good.” A part of you really wanted to laugh at how awkward he was being, biting down on your lip in amusement before taking in a breath and looking over to him. “Yeah, thanks.” You simply say, thinking he’d either leave or try to keep going, pausing when you look up and see him struggling to think of what to say. Taking in a deep breath before looking over to him, forcing a smile on your face. “I saw everything you did during the war by the way… I’m proud of you. I know it doesn’t mean much coming from me, but I’ve always wanted to tell you that.” Katsuki felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest, looking at you with wide eyes before genuinely smiling a bit. “You mean it?” Of course you rolled your eyes a bit at him, you were still the same little shit he fell for in middle school. Giving him an amused look before tossing some snow his way. “Of course I do, idiot.” Your expression quickly changes when you realize who you were talking to, looking down to your lap as your face grows more solemn. “I know it doesn’t mean anything to you because I’m quirkless, but I’ve always known. Deep down from the beginning I knew you weren’t just going to win, I know that was your ultimate goal.” You admit, sighing before allowing yourself to gain the courage to look him in the eyes. “But Katsuki, you also save people.” 

Never did you think that you’d be talking to Katsuki ever again, let alone when he was considered a hero already. This wasn’t the same boy you’d fallen for back when you were young and stupid enough to think things could work between you two. While you thought you were getting your closure with him, he saw the potential for new beginnings. A soft frown on his lips as he gathers his courage, wanting to fix whatever he could between you both. “That doesn’t  matter, I never should have thought that way… About anyone, especially not you. I shouldn’t have left you by yourself for the past year and a half just because I was afraid of being weak.” That never would have been what you expected to hear from him, but you were starting to realize that maybe your assumptions about him were wrong. Katsuki seemed like someone who’d never change their whole life to you, not when he was always so unapologetic and proud. A smile graces your features as you nod, lifting your hand up into the air to give him a thumbs up. “I’ll always support heroes like you, I trust you… Katsuki.” That just made him go red in the face, groaning before burying his face into his hands in embarrassment. “Are you kidding me? You can’t just say things like that, I’m supposed to be taking the lead here!” That just made you laugh even harder, rolling your eyes playfully before giving him a half hearted glare. “Then get your butt over here.” There was that sass he loved, scoffing a bit before pretending to be annoyed as he climbed over the fence. Stomping over and plopping right beside you in the snow to help you build your snowman. “Happy?” You just nod as you giggle a bit at his words, lifting up the box to him with a grin. “You want some chocolate? It’s candy cane and caramel.” Katsuki just scoffs a bit at that, returning your grin, his dimples showing as he moves to take one from you. “Of course you get the seasonal items, you were always corny like that.” An offended noise leaves your lips as you shove him as hard as you could rolling your eyes when he barely moves. A smug little expression on his face before he starts eating the chocolate and lifts up the giant snowball you made to build the body of the snowman for you. Looking down to you as he stands up, staring at you quietly, completely unable to look away from your lips.

Quickly turning away to get back to working on the snowman, helping you put the final ball up before making his little button-eyed face and giving him his carrot nose and wrapping your soft winter scarf around the icicle man’s neck. Standing back with your hands on your hips as you look him over, trying to admire your (mostly Katsuki’s) hard work.

Something was missing, you couldn’t put your finger on it, looking at the little creation of wonder before you until you looked over to Katsuki. “Can we use your hat? He’s bald and it’s making me sad, his poor head’s gonna get cold.” Katsuki just stares at you for a second, rolling his eyes with a scoff before lifting his hat up and handing it over to you. Allowing you to do the honors of finishing the creation of your icy friend. 

The both of you standing face to face after you looked up for a moment to realize it had started to snow again, turning your head back to look at him. Eyes looking into his before you smile at him softly, watching him scoff a bit, turning his nose up a bit. You frown a bit before gently reaching your hand up to his cheek to guide his face back to you. Watching him stand there in silence as he processes everything, leaving you to be a little frustrated with him. Groaning before letting your shoulders drop, moving to stand up in front of him. “I always have to do everything.” That’s what you say before lifting your other hand up, gently holding his face with your mittened fingers cradling his jaw as you draw him in closer. “Do you want to kiss me?”

Hearing that made him choke a bit, looking back to you with wide eyes before he finally lets himself nod just enough for you to notice. Nearly completely swiping his dignity by letting you take the reigns. With that you take his actions as all you needed to know, pulling him forward to smother his lips to yours, allowing all the years of passion you’d felt to pour into him. The both of you losing balance and tumbling into the snow as your cushion. Not relaxing until you feel him kiss you back, shoulders going from being rigid to relaxed as you feel the warmth of his skin through the cold of the winter. 

Finally pulling back when you need to catch your breath, panting as you rest your hands on his chest, peering down at him through your lashes. “I’m sorry, I’ll get off you.” His grip around you tightens as he looks up at you in offense, giving you a half hearted glare before gently bringing his hand up to your cheek. “No, just stay with me a little longer, okay?” You fall silent after that, allowing him to guide your face closer until your kissing him again, feeling nothing but the warmth of your skin against the winter cold. Maybe Katsuki could take charge, he just needed a push, he just needed to know he already had you again. That you'd always known... that he loved you.

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Katsuki has always gravitated to people who he thought needed protecting.

His friends, parents, and now you. He never realized it at first, looking down on others for being weak and not being able to reach his level. But you were everything he'd hated before, awkward, shy, and skittish at his every move. Obsessed with princess movies and room decor, happily singing along to the songs from them as you tidied up the kitchen with him. You stayed inside anytime he went out, not liking leaving the house much when you could just stay inside and do whatever you'd liked. Still unused to being able to have whatever you'd liked so you'd be a little greedy. Buying everything you could afford before realizing you didn't need those things. No matter how tall or big you were you always seemed so small to him, in need of his touch. Letting him hold you tight enough that it should be suffocating, and you'd still ask him if he could hold you tighter. Hoping that his hold could alleviate the pain in your heart, crawling over him whenever you think he's asleep so you can hug him tight and press your ear to his chest. Because you read in the books that love means that even his heartbeat sounds beautiful to you. And maybe those books were all you had to show you love, so you'd ask him to watch your favorite movies. Forcing him to sing along to the songs with you, laughing loudly and clinging to him, clutching to his clothes, smelling him. He knew you loved, you loved so much it felt like it your whole being was covered in it. Helpless, that's how you were with the man. And he was completely helpless for you, wanting to be able to keep you safe and sound. Only to realize you were fine on your own, needing him to be the one to to hold you until your heart felt light.

Katsuki never thought he'd be a protector in his life, only a force of strength and not capable of rescue. But with you, all he wanted to do was make you feel as if there were no danger around. To protect your heart like you did to his.

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Bakugou Katsuki is painfully well kept

Growing up Bakugou was used to the weekly routine of Mistuki clipping his nails. Gently cleaning away the dirt and grime accumulated underneath from playing outside. Clipping and filing the jagged edges while he sat restlessly beside her.

Later on this routine morphed into doing each other’s nails. The two of them squeezed together on the small couch in their living room. Careful hands clipping away dead skin and swiping thin coats of what ever new nail polish his mom had wanted to try this week.

Bakugou prided himself in how well kept he was, pearly white teeth paired with minty fresh breath. Hair seemingly un-growing with how well he kept up his regular trims. The soft locks of ash blond always well groomed, and never oily.

This also applied to his nails. Every Saturday, just as he always had when growing up, Bakugou found himself gently tending to his nails. Steady hands clipping away his cuticles and rounding off the edges of his nails.

Eventually you are included in this. The two of you sat criss-cross on the floor of his dorm-because Bakugou refused to sit in the common room- while he painted your nails a soft pink. Even going as far to dot a small flower on one of your nails.

Slowly this becomes a routine between the two of you, Bakugou patiently waiting for you each Saturday. A small bag open and waiting on his floor while he carefully removed the polish from last week.

and Bakugou loves nothing more than tending to you each week, just as he had done with his mom <3.

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The sun was out, warming your cheeks as you laid on the grass beside your companion, pinkies interlocked while you both stared up to the sky.

Two little middle schoolers now having grown into high school lovers, already in their third year together. 

Legs sprawled out in comfort, careful not to crush the dandelions around you both as you gazed at the clouds. “Do you think we’d have two or three kids?”

Katsuki just hums, staring at the sky quietly before responding to you, not finding the idea of having multiple kids ideal. “I think we should stick to one.”

Listening to you hum before you turn your attention back to the sky, falling quiet for a moment before turning your head to him again. “Big or small wedding?”

He just shrugs, not seeming too interested in the details, barely even looking at you.

“Whatever you want.” A little frown forms on your face before you turn to face him fully, laying on your side in the grass as you look at him. “Do you ever think about our future together?”

A grin tugs at his lips as he lets out an amused huff, studying a cloud in a shape he suddenly found interesting. “Everyday, don’t you?”

You furrow your brows, trying to understand why he wouldn’t look at you, completely oblivious to how much you still affected him. Trying his best to keep his cool as if any of that still mattered.

“Do you think we’re gonna become boring when we get married?” Hearing your words come out so quietly, he knew he needed to change his reaction, finally turning his head to face you. The wind gently pushing through his hair as he smiles over to you, amusement written all over his features as his eyes crinkle and his stupid little dimples show. 

“Us? Nah, never. I don’t think that’s even possible.”

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Katsuki's a reluctant sap, I will not go into any further detail.

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Katsuki falling into a family trope where he's the tired dad would be so funny to me. He's finally back home from work, taking his boots off and about to greet you when your youngest suddenly breaks something. Leaving Katsuki to mentally mourn whatever item's been lost before going over to figure out what it was and stop her from hurting herself. Lifting her up from the back of her shirt like a kitten as he glares down at her. Scoffing when she just smiles at him and properly moves to hold her up before cleaning the mess. Then finally you come in with your other daughter, grinning at him tiredly. "You guys are going to give me grey hairs at this point." Your five year old just stares at him with wide eyes, completely misinterpreting his words. "Papa, you got grey hair?" He doesn't even get the chance to respond when you're hovering over him and pointing over a portion of his head. "I see a couple right there." You say, grinning in amusement as your daughter's eyes nearly glow from wonder. Gaze following to where you pointed before bringing a hand up to pat Katsuki's cheek. "Wow, you old papa."

The poor man is left stunned, standing still before finally loosing it, shouting at the top of his lungs. "I don't have grey hairs you little-" He couldn't even finish that sentence, stuck watching you both burst into a fit of laughter at his reaction. Looking down to the little two year old in his arms tiredly. "You're all I've got left, don't be like them." She just beams up at him, leading to the man's heart to be completely melted before ruffling her hair.

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while i'm on my haterism i also really hate the mantra of "any comment is better than no comment, even if it's something super simple the author will be just as happy!!! <3" because frankly that is untrue and reads more like a dog making itself seem satisfied with scraps because no one will give it an actual meal. it's not difficult to give feedback, you don't HAVE to give feedback, a heart emoji or "this was good" IS better than nothing and will probably make the author happy but it's also so, so little. i don't know i think i'm just tired of being around that mindset when i know, as a reader long before i started posting fics on here, just how little it truly takes to give feedback once you've finished reading something. i don't know how i feel about encouraging that bare minimum instead of encouraging people to actually talk about fics (whether it's their own or another's) which should already be a natural process in fandom spaces

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“I love you.” The words came out hushed — like it’s very existence would make him run away. Limbs tangled amongst one another’s as you hold him down to your twin bed, breath mixing with his as you look him in the eyes. Wide and blown out, unable to properly comprehend the idea of you seeing him in that way. The both of you entrapped within your own webbing of lies— lost, unable to force the truth out, tongues heavy with the weight those words. 

Their utterance pulling you both down until your lips met again, sinking into the sheets until they meld with your skin. An inky canvas holding the contents of a tragedy about to begin, wrapping it’s victims within the vice of it’s grip before pulling them down. You felt it, the goosebumps on his skin as he chose to remain silent, but you tasted the honey on his tongue and saw the burning pain in his eyes. He was a soldier and you were only a civilian longing to ail his wounds. Lapping at the taste of him, grounding yourself into his being as you smother out the burning ache in his chest with your palm. Tracing his skin with your finger until you reached his jaw, pulling him in again and again. If he had this hold over you, deep down you knew that he must feel the same. So you won’t allow his foolish words to mar over the moment, hushing him with your lips before swallowing his very soul. Consuming his being, so he cannot pretend to be one. A soldier who only knows war and his companion being one who only knows peace. He was bound to loose— giving into your touch as if it were his only sanctuary.

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i rlly wanna write a Katsuki x reader where they work at a coffee shop and the reader's really bad at her job. But the reason she still works there is because everyone thinks she's really cute. Like ideal personality hire with the one employee who's horrible with customer service but does everything so perfectly they have to keep him.

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