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Pairing(s) : 𖹭 Boyfriend!Izuku Midoriya x Reader 𖹭

Content : 𖹭 Slightly aged up characters 𖹭 Both reader and Izuku are eighteen 𖹭 Light smut 𖹭 Lots of fluff 𖹭 Matured Izuku 𖹭 Izuku is slightly bipolar? 𖹭

Boyfriend!Izuku never forgets a single day of importance. Realistically speaking, he sets the daily standard. Constantly repeating the upcoming holidays of known relevance that require him to either present you with a gift or at least a few sentences of appreciation beforehand. Just so that he wouldn't wipe the reminder clear from his brain.

Boyfriend!Izuku, who carries around a mini notepad, is filled with things he's learned about you over the amount of time you've been together. Everything neatly jotted down in his signature handwriting with the occasional kaomoji or smiley face.

Boyfriend!Izuku, who adores cuddling up close to you during movie nights in his mom's apartment. His arms wrapped snuggly around your lower waist, hovering above your hip with you settled into his lap.

Boyfriend!Izuku, who has a playlist full of songs that remind him of you, playing it whenever he misses his partner.

Boyfriend!Izuku is all pleasant murmurs of how astonishing you are and soft nuzzles into your neck — until you squirm a little too much in his lap and now his entire demeanor is forced into a shift far too quickly that almost gives you whiplash almost everytime.

Boyfriend!Izuku uses you during your little movie night. Soft huffs and the occasional whimper escaping the greenette as he grinds himself up into your behind. Cursing you — obviously censored. He'd never curse willingly, especially in his mama's apartment — for being so perfect. Too perfect.

Boyfriend!Izuku, who profusely apologizes after he blew one in his boxers. Abruptly pulling away to cleanse himself, only to come back with more apologies. All to do it against some other day, though not anytime soon, of course.

Boyfriend!Izuku, who vows, he'll be the one to be waiting for you at the alter. And the thought dizzies himself.

> He loves you so much <

Flower type : 𖹭 Love me nots | Drabble 𖹭

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Just a quick question.. Where did all of the ao3 writers flee off to? I know some escaped onto Tumblr, but after the app fell off, I don't really see any frequently published writings.

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Teeny boyfriend!Izuku drabble 𖹭 Love me nots

Pairing(s) : 𖹭 Izuku x gn!reader 𖹭

I feel like teenage love with Izuku would probably feel like Blue by Yung Kai. He'd always find himself getting lost in your honeyed eyes, beautiful irises so entrancing in a way he could go on and on about.

Despite feeling like a burden at times during his tangent of murmurs, he could sit there and talk your head off for hours. But at the cost of getting sidetracked and degraded into a mess of stammers as he tried to come up with a poor excuse as to why he had somehow gotten lost in your luscious fragrance and your alluring features that never seemed to tire him.

“What?”

“Wh..at? Oh! R-Right.. Sorry, I was just.. retracing my steps! I mean words–Ah.. I'm sorry.”

And he damn near passed out at the harmonious sound of your angelic laughter.

Izuku is the type of guy to want to participate in all sorts of new experiences. Settling down onto a small hill to watch sunsets with you, chasing each other around on the deserted beach after late hours when the stars paint the sky. But eventually letting you win because he loves to see that victorious smile curl at your precious lips.

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Rich!Megumi, who's head over heels for you, waiting impatiently around the store, as stiff as a stature as his eyes occasionally flit over the clock. But he wouldn't dare to rush your shopping time.

Rich!Megumi, who doesn't even flinch at the large amount of zeroes that slip out of the cashier's mouth, already pulling out his card to swipe it.

Rich!Megumi, who pays for anything and everything for you, despite wanting to go home already. Hating shopping, down on his knees for you.

Rich!Megumi, who has you bent over on the luxury coffee table within his empty mansion, everything scattered off of the table and long forgotten as he ruts his cock into your pretty cunt.

Rich!Megumi, who makes you tell him everything you want to get on your next shopping spree.

Rich!Megumi, who relishes in the way your walls flutter around his dick when he says he'll buy you the entire world.

Rich!Megumi, who holds your hand, raising it up so he can admire your newly done nails after you asked ever so weakly if he liked them.

“..Yeah. They're nice.”

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— DELIVERY RULES —

𖹭 Yes's — Anything your creative mind thinks of except the following,

𖹭 No's — Rape (Non-con), physically abusive partner x pushover reader, any form of zoophilia, 13 y/o reader x 18+ character, fat phobic requests, homophobic requests, drinking kink.

— NOTE —

If your order consists of any of these after reading this, I will immediately forward you to the next shop and block you from my page. Have some decency, please.

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— FLOWERS IN STOCK —

𖹭 ROSES — Smut

𖹭 TULIPS — Fluff

𖹭 WITHERED ROSES — Angst

𖹭 SPIDER LILY — Reader-insert

𖹭 LILY OF THE VALLEY — Alternate Universe

𖹭 BOUQET — Bulk of characters / Harem

𖹭 SAKURA FLOWER — Oneshots

𖹭 LOVE ME NOTS — Drabbles

— ORDER FORMAT —

*Type of flower*

*Further details about what how you'd like the flower, trimmed, dethorned, in bulks, ect.*

*Any notes you'd like me to add to your delivery.*

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— ABOUT ME —

𖹭 I am 5'3, 17, and a sophomore in high school!

𖹭 I love writing, I take it as a way to portray my ideas and share it to the people who are interested in hearing whatever appears into my brain.

𖹭 Favorite characters — Yuta Okkotsu – JJK, Yuno – BC, Tomioka Giyuu – DS, and Katsuki Bakugou – MHA.

𖹭 Favorite color — Pink

𖹭 Favorite drink — Sprite

𖹭 Favorite sport — Soccer

𖹭 Style — Acubi/Soft

𖹭 Sexuality — Pansexual

𖹭 Favorite anime(s) — Jujutsu Kaisen, God of High School, Black Clover, Demon Slayer, and Skip & Loafer.

𖹭 Favorite games — Minecraft, Animal crossing, Stardew valley, Genshin Impact, & Wuthering waves.

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— Chiara's flower shop ! —

𖹭 NOTICE — Orders are currently open !

Flower orders will be delayed on weekdays, some will take longer than others to deliver depending on the bulk.

𖹭 FLOWERS IN STOCK

𖹭 ABOUT SHOP OWNER

𖹭 DELIVERY RULES

Do not be afraid to leave a review! I love reading over each and every one of your reviews. Criticism is much appreciated, but try not to be so negative, I am only human!

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𖹭 Ignoring JJK boys after a fight.. 𖹭

Pairings : 𖹭 Megumi x gn!reader 𖹭 Yuji x f!reader 𖹭 Toge x gn!reader 𖹭 Yuta x gn!reader 𖹭

CONTENT : 𖹭 Fluff 𖹭 Kissing 𖹭 Moody reader 𖹭 Soft sorcerers 𖹭 mdom x fsub 𖹭 Yuji calls reader mamas 𖹭

𝓜𝓮𝓰𝓾𝓶𝓲 𝓕𝓾𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓾𝓻𝓸

It had been about roughly 4 hours since your fight with Megumi, the two of you remaining in separate rooms with you ignoring his entire existence. Anytime he tried to 'grumpily' offer you food, you'd just brush him off entirely with your back turned to him and your face buried in your phone.

At one point, he got fed up, an empty can of soda wrinkling in his grasp before tossing it aside, promising to pick it up later. Suddenly, he's grabbing you by your wrists, slamming both of them above your head and against the wall.

“Megumi— What the hell!?”

“Shut up.”

“Excus—”

“Shut the fuck up.” He raised his voice with that one as he towered over you, teeth grit and navy blue eyes narrow.

“Wanna keep ignoring me? Fine. But you better take a Goddamn plate of food and eat it.”

You were baffled, to say the least. You would've thought he was just simply mad at the fact you were ignoring him in general. But he was worried about you eating?!

He took a deep breath, eyebrows unfurling from their irritated state as he held the neutral expression he always wore.

“I made a few onigiris. Eat it and get your ass to bed. 'S fuckin' 2AM.”

𝓨𝓾𝓳𝓲 𝓘𝓽𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓲

It wasn't like you two to argue. Yuji had always been a strict lover boy, all over you 25/8. But his cluelessness for girls and their subtle hints weighed out his clingy persona.

One too many times of a certain cashier flirting with him at the local market and him not picking up on the hints and doing anything about it made you snap at him. In public.

He didn't know what he did wrong, frown painted almost permanently on his face as he sent you text after text despite being in the same vicinity as you within your shared apartment.

I'm sorry.

Pls repky.

I miss yuo. :(

What did I do?

R u crying?

Don't cry plz.

What did I do, mamaaas..

“Stop texting me!” You yelled from within your shared room, causing him to slightly flinch on the couch he was forced out onto.

He sent a frowny face before leaving your notifications empty, just as you wished.

Though, as the 5 hour mark rolled around, you had cooled off by then. Guilt began to rack up in your head as you read over message after message that he sent before ending at that stupid little frown face.

With a sigh, you made your way out of your room, the apartment oddly silent as you roamed down the hall. Just as you were about to turn the corner, a familiar pink haired boy suddenly popped out from behind the wall.

“Yuji! Oh my goodness..” You gasped, hand clutching the fabric of your— his.. shirt that wrinkled over your heart. “Don't sneak up on me like that..”

But once your eyes flitted back up to him, you immediately noticed the fat bouquet that he had no problem holding along with a white teddy bear decorated with a large pink bowtie.

“Please don't ignore me. Ever again.” He frowned.

𝓣𝓸𝓰𝓮 𝓘𝓷𝓾𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓲

Whenever you'd get mad at Inumaki, he never failed to overexert himself in his training. He always seemed at the top of his game when you were frustrated with him, easily almost giving Maki a run for her money.

He was fine with giving you space, he didn't mind it. But when it got to the point where he was beginning to get impatient, that's when he'd start to act.

“Come here.” Tongue barely revealing his seal as his voice, as quickly as it escaped his mouth reached you almost instantly. Vibrations made their way over to you from across the room as he kept his arms crossed over his plain white tee.

Unable to refuse his cursed technique, your body moved on its own as you were suddenly in front of him with a couple of rushed strides.

Narrowing his eyes at you, he frowned deeply before pushing himself off of the counter he leaned on. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, thinking about what to do with you before slightly perking up.

“Kiss me.”

And with that, your lips crashed against his, eyes widened as you could do nothing but melt into his grasp, hands coming down to rest on your hip as his lips curled into a silent smile.

You were allowed to be upset, of course. Distance yourself? Sure. But if you still happened to be moody after that, he lost all form of patience with you.

𝓨𝓾𝓽𝓪 𝓞𝓴𝓴𝓸𝓽𝓼𝓾

He was a mess when you were upset, to say the least. Despite having grown a bit more confident after his brief trip to Africa, his overthinking never ceased. As much as he wished it did.

In times like this, all he could think about was you. He didn't want to overwhelm you with apologies, but he didn't want to make it seem like he didn't care.

He sat with his face buried in the palms of his hands, hair slightly pushed up between his fingers as his elbows rested on his slightly spread legs.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.."

He repeated the words over and over to himself as he stressed himself out. The thoughts of you happier with someone else graced his mind before he suddenly sprung up, immediately rushing towards your shared room before shoving the door open, almost breaking it in his wake.

When he found you sleeping with tear stained cheeks, he immediately let out a sigh of relief. But it was short-lived as he realized just how bad it seemed with him sighing in relief at your tears.

After a bit of hesitation, he gently closed the door behind him with a soft click before shifting into the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight, careful as to not wake you up.

Later that morning, your back was pressed against his chest, his grasp around you iron clad as if you'd leave him at any given moment.

“Please don't leave me..”

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Pairing(s): 𖹭 Prince!Bakugou Katsuki x Peasent!GN!Reader 𖹭

CONTENT: 𖹭 Oneshot 𖹭 Soft Katsuki 𖹭 fluff 𖹭 young love 𖹭 gn!reader 𖹭 prince!katsuki 𖹭

Prince Bakugou, who'd sneak out from his window just to find you and annoy you by bossing you around and calling you poor because he loves that angry pout you give him everytime he gets on your nerves.

Prince Bakugou, who'd make secret baskets of delicacies just to sneak past the guards and make his way over to your house and hand the basket over to you with shy grumbles that consisted of different variations of, "They tasted like garbage, and since you're a dumb commoner you deserve to eat them." Knowing damn well people would pay thousands of yen to eat something even similar to those delicacies.

Prince Bakugou, who'd fight tooth and nail just to see you again after being caught by the guards. Attempting to bark orders, even going as far to use his quirk on them with dried, frustrated tears running down his face.

Prince Bakugou, who yelled at his parents when they questioned him for being in love with a peasant.

Prince Bakugou, who brought you to his family after they finally accepted his love life, was his, and his only. Only to have his parents love and shower you with adoration and bury you in compliments about your looks and tease things Bakugou does behind his back.

Prince Bakugou, who got you a wedding ring worth 10 million yen at the age of 18.

King Bakugou, who made you his Royal Partner the moment he was coronated.

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If you died, Katsuki's heart and soul would be crushed. Even worse if he was the reason why.

Ever since you passed away from that one accident, he's never been the same. He's officially retired as a pro hero, locking himself up in the very same four walls that used to be your shared room. Now, it's just a soulless, empty pit of what it used to be.

He's cut off all of his friends, even Kirishima to the best of his abilities. He'd barely eat, only eating when Kirishima would get fed up enough to literally shove food down his throat.

The only thing on his mind was you and you only. Your future, your future kids, how you'd look if you aged. Your smile lingered in his brain every time it could to the point where all he could do was curl up and sob, wishing you were here and alive.

He wanted to see you again. He needed to see you again.

And so, he did.

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My new obsession is Izuku, mainly because I love the fact he's soft 90% of the time, but that singular 10%.. that 10% js hits me. So here's some brain rot.

Cw; Smut, dom!Izuku Midoriya, Fem!Reader, light fluff, squirting, sex

"Fuck, you wanna tease me so damn much but when I retaliate all you wanna do is act like a whiny brat." The fluffy green haired hero tuts, gripping your hair to pull your head back into his toned chest.

He grins, the ends of his eyes squinting ever so slightly before he opens his mouth, hovering over your neck with an excited look as he watches your expression in the mirror.

You yelp in pain and pleasure at the feeling of his sharp canines digging into your neck, hard enough to leave a mark but not enough to break skin before he licks over the mark.

"Close, sweetheart?" He asks with a mostly innocent expression as he slams his hips right into yours, a soft grunt leaving his lips as he felt your gummy walls constrict around his cock.

You nod stupidly, unable to form a word, let alone a complete sentence. Your thighs tremble, clit bruised and puffy after cumming how many times now.

"Use your words."

"S'close, so so so so close, cumming!" You babble, eyes rolling back as creamy white sprays of cum squirt around his cock, messing up the floor beneath you as your vision goes white.

You feel calloused fingers slip between your thighs as Izuku feels for the newfound sprays of cum. He's silent for a moment before gently kissing your neck, "You did such a great job pretty girl."

You hum tiredly before going limp in his grasp. He happily holds you against his chest as he leans back into the wall while gently circling and caressing your hips and waist with roughly padded fingers.

"G'nna tease me again?"

"Maybe."

"Try again."

"..No."

"Good girl."

You slap his leg when you feel him buck his hips up into you, elicting a hearty chuckle from your number one hero.

"I love you, [Y/N]."

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I genuinely adore MOSTLY soft spoken Bakugou, especially when he's fucking your brains out.

Cw; Smut, soft Bakugou, Fem!Reader

"You're doing so well, taking me like a good little slut." He whispers with breathy pants as he thrusts particularly deep in a specific spot, fiendishly searching for that same mewl of his name to spill from your lips as he pounds you senseless.

"That's right, let the neighbors know who's treating ya like the royalty your pretty little face is." Holding you by the back of your neck, admiring the bite marks before kissing you sensually, tongue invading your mouth as he swallows your whimpers and mewls.

A soft "I love you" whisper and a breathy "Fuck, I know pretty girl." later and he's busting his load into your stomach, groaning and tightening his grip on your neck, just barely cutting off your oxygen for a split second.

God, he's gonna need another 4 rounds.

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Reader meets the Bakugous

Cw; Fluff, established relationship, Aged up AU, Fem!Reader

"Baby, calm down, they're not all that bad." He lightly comforted, kissing the top of your head with a concerned frown as his thumb caressed your hip.

"But what if they don't like me?" You deeply frowned at the thought.

"They'll love ya, swear it." He whispered.

You hummed, still concerned, but wanting to get this over with already. It's better to deal with it than fret more than needed.

Katsuki put his large hand on the small of your back as he coaxed you closer to his home, where he lived before becoming a hero.

He glanced down at you when the both of you were directly in front of the door, rubbing his thumb against your waist instead.

"You ready, princess?"

You hesitated before taking one final shaky deep breath,

"Yeah."

"Katsuki!"

The both of you flinched at the loud, booming voice from within the house followed up by the sound of padded feet sprinting towards the door.

BAM

You stared dumbfoundedly at the Katsuki-looking woman, watching as the rabid look on her face quickly shifted to one of sharp yet fond.

She glanced back and forth between Katsuki and you, seeming to examine what was going on before an exaggerated gasp left her lips.

"Katsuki, is this your new little girlfriend??"

"Fiancée." He corrected, looking down at you with the same loving gaze you've learned to love.

The woman squealed before taking your arm and bringing you inside with haste, dragging you towards the living room couch.

Katsuki chuckled behind you before making his way after you after closing the door behind him.

"So, how has he been treating you? Has he ever yelled at you? What're your thoughts on having kids?"

She continued to bombard you with questions with an eager-ish face, cupping your hands in hers as she sat beside you.

Katsuki blinked before lightly scowling at his mother, followed up with a sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Damn it, old hag, you're scarin' 'er."

"Quiet." She retorted, glaring over her shoulder at the large hero.

His eye twitched with annoyance before he glanced behind him at the sound of sniffling, looking slightly down to see his father looking proudly up at him.

"Dad." He said simply before enveloping him in a hug,

You and her watched this bondful moment unfold with a soft smile, the sharp features mostly disappearing as she practically melted at the sight.

"I've missed you, son."

"I've missed you both, too."

"Damn it, Katsuki! Just had ta burn the chicken cutlets, didn't you!?"

"Wasn't my fault, you old hag!"

"Hey, hey, let's all calm down now."

"Shut up!"

You watched in silence as the family bickered, gently fiddling with the utensils as you awkwardly stared.

You flinched when you heard a slap, gaping when you saw your Fiancée's head lightly bowed down.

"FUCK OFF."

"WATCH YOUR MOUTH!"

"Language everyone–"

You sigh, shaking your head before clicking your tongue and smiling lovingly once more.

Maybe they aren't all that bad afterall.

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Some Hawks fluff because he's such a dork.

Hawks catches Reader sobbing over some low-level punk partner.

Cw; fluff, Hawks x Reader, light hurt & comfort, GN!Reader

Every flash of that vivid fight is what keeps your tears fresh and flowing, slipping down your slightly chubby cheeks as you curl up deeper into the couch you've practically grown into.

It's been about 3 days since you've last seen the sunlight, depression hitting you like a bus after being dumped by someone who you thought was the love of your life. Yikes, never making that mistake again, huh?

The bags under your eyes more vibrant and visible than ever, the small cartons and plates of fast food places from whenever you would starve yourself to the point you were so hungry you were tempted to eat yourself.

To put it simply, everything went to shit for you. And you honestly couldn't care about anything right now, even the soft glow of your phone and the constant buzzing of notifications vibrating your coffee table.

All you wanted to do was mope, cry, mope some more, cry some more, sob, eat if really necessary, cr—

SLAM!

"Y/n!?"

You flinched at the sound of a familiar voice, one you didn't expect to hear at all at a time like this. You slowly pulled the blanket just below your eyes to make sure it was the person you were thinking of.

And sure enough, red apple colored wings along with a small flurry of feathers immediately captured your attention from across the living room.

"Hawks..?"

His head immediately snaps towards you before he came rushing to your slump figure on the couch.

"Y/n, are you okay? What happened? Why aren't you answering any of my texts?" The hero panicked, placing a hand just on your jawline, gently leading you up to look at him.

"Slow down." You mumble, yawning before slowly and reluctantly getting up from your dent in the sofa.

"Sorry, okay.. What's going on baby bird..?"

"Nothing."

"You know I know what you mean when you say that, c'mon now, I know you better than that songbird."

You grumble quietly before sighing and finally looking into his golden-brown eyes.

"They dumped me."

"What?"

"They dumped me."

He froze, simply zoning out before a small smile that didn't quite reach his eyes took over his concerned expression.

He quickly shook his head before the frown reappeared. He hesitated for a moment before clearing his throat and sitting beside you to your left on the sofa with a small grunt.

"I know it hurts, but if I'm being honest about this, as a hero, and as your friend, you seriously shouldn't be doing this to yourself." He lightly scolded before fluttering his wings and wrapping one around your side.

You huffed, yanking your blanket from underneath him. "Not as easy as you think, playboy."

"Hey, I've quit my ways a long time ago." He quipped back, sending a feather to grab your blanket and pin it against the wall nearby.

You gaped before glaring up at him and reluctantly getting up to chase after your blanket.

"Ah, where do you think you're going?" He hummed before pinning your shirt to the sofa with another carmine feather.

You pointed to the blanket, and he chuckled before using his wing to pull you closer, unwinding your shirt in the process. "Listen, how about instead of you moping here, we go out for a little fly and get some fresh fried chicken."

"Do we have to?"

"Yes."

"Fine."

He silently cheered, pumping his fist down in front of him with a grin. When you gave him a look he cleared his throat and sat up straighter.

"Alright, I'll be a second, I need to do something real quick. Go on and get dressed, baby bird. I'll come get you in 15."

You couldn't help the smile on your face before you nodded and hopped up off the couch for the first time in 7 hours.

A giggle erupted from your lips when Hawks sent a feather to tickle you as a soft see you later. One last playful glare at him and you're off.

And that's when his expression darkened.

"Now, where does that bastard live."

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Bakugou x reader, but the reader has a sphinx cat and Bakugou has no idea what to think of it.

Cw; light fluff, character POV, GN Reader, cats

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He swore it was the ugliest thing on the fucking planet. The way its naked skin was so.. so.. skin-like. The way its tail looked so freakishly long yet short. The way it'd have a full-on stare off with him whenever he'd come to your house to visit you.

He hated it with his whole being.

Fast forward about 2 years later, he now has to help clean up the damn cat's butt puckers. Yeah, you heard him right. Butt puckers. All because he accidentally lashed out on someone for swiping their thumb against your waist. Accidentally.

He had never been so disgusted. He would physically recoil whenever the damn cat would sit up and make a small suction noise. He didn't even know cats could make those noises with their ass.

God, why'd you have to be the prettiest person he'd ever seen with the freakiest cat to roam the earth.

"Baby, can you go and bathe the cat?"

Oh, GOD. He was literally gonna melt his own face off. He had never actually touched the cat other than when you forced him to pet the cat, which he never really truly did besides swiping the top of its head with his pinky finger.

There were so many steps to bathing this cat. Why? Because it has no fur! Of course it doesn't. He couldn't help the long exasperated groan that left his lips as he read over the steps for the umpteenth time.

Might as well get it over with.

To be fully honest. The cat was kinda chill, unlike Todoroki's new cat. His cat was a killer. He knew it.

But this cat was okay. He guesses.

But when he told you this, all you could do was laugh at him. He didn't know what was so funny. Which is why he felt heat immediately rush to the tip of his ears out of pure embarassment. And maybe a little 'cause your laugh was fucking heavenly.

But mainly because he was embarrassed. (He's in love)

Okay, okay, you got him. MAYBE, just maybe it was.. not cute at all, but the way it acted was cute. He guesses. The way it began licking his fingers for attention, which he semi-reluctantly gave. The way it'd.. yeah, he doesn't really know.

But yknow what? If you were gonna be the one he was gonna marry—which is obviously happening because he is never letting you go—he has to get used to your damn cat one way or another.

"You're lucky I fuckin' love your parent with my whole heart."

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Bakugou was always the aggressive type, but you just do something to him that he can't explain.

Cw; Fluff, character POV, Fem!Reader

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It all started the moment you walked into class, your soft demeanor, your resting soft natural look, your pink lightly glossed over lips. God, he couldn't help but fluster at the sight. You were so fucking stunning.

But would he ever admit it? No, not over his own grave.

Yet he'd always think it, especially since somehow, you got wrapped up in his squad instead of Deku's. How? He has no fuckin' clue. Just like with his heart, you managed to squirm your way into his "friend" group.

Even so, he'd always wish you'd switch sides and go with that damn nerd's group instead of his. Why? Because every single time he gets asked to hang out, you're there. You're there, overpowering every single one of his senses with your strawberry perfume. Every. single. fucking. time.

And even during class, you're there to disturb him with your damn strawberry scent. Because of course, you were swapped to sit next to him. Of course.

And of course, you were sometimes sat beside him during lunch. Why wouldn't you be? God, he can never catch a break, can he?

He doesn't know why you're so.. you. Nor does he know why you're fuckin' everywhere. And he doesn't know why he feels the way he does around you. But he wants it to stop. He wants you to stop. And that's why he's here, standing right before you with a deep scowl.

"Can you stop?"

"Wha?"

"Stop."

You just innocently tilt your head, obviously confused with this interaction. But did he care? Yes. But was he going to act like it? No.

"What are you talking about?"

He stayed silent, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he eyed your figure.

"Nothin' just stop coming near me, Damn it."

Turning on his heel, he walked away with his hands shoved deep in his pockets. Whyd he say that? Did he hurt your feelings? Oh God, did he make you cry? Fuck. What's wrong with him?

"So.. you don't like me..?"

He froze mid-step with his eyes blown wide. What'd you just say? His head ever so slowly turned to glance at you over your shoulder.

He could feel his heart being wrenched out of his chest when he saw soft tears adorning your slightly chubby cheeks, barely ruining the soft faint blush of make-up as they dribbled down your cheeks.

"What?"

"You.. sniff, don't like me..?"

For once, he didn't know what to say. He didn't have any rude words of rejection stored away for you. He didn't have a stream of curse words at the tip of his tongue. He didn't have the urge to laugh in your face. The only thing he wanted to do was wipe your precious tears away with his thumb before giving you a soft kiss on your forehead.

"What're.. What.. Huh?"

"K-Kaminari said.. he said that you liked me like you like everyone, you just don't know how to show it.."

He could feel the veins popping out of his skull. He was going to blast him to the next state over, swear it. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be here crying. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be here having a dilemma on whether he should ignore you and walk away because he can't handle his feelings or walk up to you and hold you til' you stop crying.

God damn it.

The moment you lowered your head to look down at your feet, he was there in an instant, one hand splayed against the small of your back with his other on the back of your head as he pushed you forward into his body, embracing you in a warm, burnt sugar and caramel scented embrace.

You inevitably froze, your light sobs immediately ceasing as your arms dropped to your sides.

He didn't know what he was doing, or why he was doing it.

That's a lie. He knew what he was doing and why, but he truly didn't feel like it because whenever you were around, his conscious and train of thought flew out the window.

"Dumbass, I never said I didn't like ya."

"So you do like me?"

"I guess."

"Is that a no?"

"Fuck, yes, I like you damn it."

"..."

"I KNEW IT!"

The both of you flinched with him immediately pulling away from you as his head snapped to glance over his shoulder only to find his, and now your group of friends all cheering and dancing.

He felt his blood begin to boil. What's going on? Did they put you up to this? He swore he was gonna–

"Please don't be mad.. it wasn't fully their idea.."

The moment he felt your arms wrapping around his waist from behind, all the anger and aggression immediately disappeared, leaving nothing but a blank expression.

The things you do to him would actually literally drive him up the wall. He swore it. Which is why he turned around in your grasp and placed a warm hand on the small of your back once more.

"You're so fuckin' lucky you're adorable."

"Awwww.."

"Mommy sounded so cute back then!"

"Hell– Uh.. 'Course she was."

You giggled, watching as your now husband and pro-hero Dynamite told your kids the story of how the both of fell in love.

"Was?"

"Is. She is adorable."

"That's what I thought."