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Kirishima is the type of bitch to wear crocs with his suit on his wedding day

he wears them in the shower too 😝💅

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Embarrassed bakugou and dabi?

this is long overdue omg. you probably won’t even see this but,,, i’ve been gone for so long so i’m sorry if this turns out to be complete sewer garbage

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Dabi

To be completely honest, you’re more likely to see hell freeze over than Dabi flustered.

That’s not to say there’s no chance of it ever happening, just that it would be a very, very rare occurrence.

It takes him a long time to warm up to a person and express any emotions besides apathy and desire.

If you do manage to weasel past his cold exterior, you’ll find that Dabi is really a simple boy with simple needs.

In fact, you’re much more likely to make Dabi embarrassed by doing something overtly affectionate than something overtly sexual.

Kiss his knuckles or run your fingers through his hair and this boy will become a blushing mess.

——

Bakugou

Bakugou, on the other hand, is extremely easy to fluster.

He’s an emotional person by design, and experiences things more deeply than one would expect.

Bakugou will turn hot pink and yell at you the first time you attempt to engage in any sort of intimacy with him.

Bakugou really does love your affection, but he isn’t actually accustomed to any forms of endearment.

This boy doesn’t know how to act.

Call him Baby and kiss his cheek and Bakugou will literally explode.

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hey guys!

sorry i’ve been inactive the past few weeks. i’ve had a lot of stuff going on & i’ve sort of lost interest in bnha lol

i just wanted to tell everyone that i’m going on a hiatus. it might last a few weeks, it might last longer. i haven’t had much inspiration to write but i’ll try to get to everyone’s requests eventually!

thank you to everyone who likes, comments, & reblogs my posts! you’re deeply appreciated!

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your url is bomb

u know it babey!

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The One That Got Away

✶ pairing: katsuki bakugou x reader

✶ warnings: angst, language

✶ a/n: happy valentine’s day! i wanted to do a little angst for the holiday and bakugou was the best candidate heidjsjjd

——

The sand is soft between your toes, and you let out a squeal of delight as the cool water laps at your ankles. You aren’t sure where you’re going, but you trust Bakugou, and as he leads you to an abandoned dock, nothing seems amiss. It’s dark out, and you haven’t taken note of Bakugou’s slumped shoulders and his doleful eyes.

Bakugou drops down to the edge of the pier, feet skimming the top of the water. You sit down next to him, your shoulders bumping together.

“So, ‘Suki, what did you want to talk to me about?”

It’s quiet for a moment. The two of you have been together for almost three years, and Bakugou wonders if he’s making the right decision.

He sighs. “I don’t want to drag this out, but... What we have- what we are, it’s not going to work.” Bakugou says, eyes trained on his trembling hands.

“Wait, what?” Your smile fades, replaced with a look of utter confusion.

“I’m breaking up with you.“

“What the hell are you talking about?! I- is it something I said? Did I do something to-“

“I won’t be able to protect you, okay?! You know how dangerous hero work can get, and what- what if a villain gets to you?”

“So what? I can protect mys-“

“But you can’t! Why do you think you didn’t get into the hero course? It’s because you’re weak, and stupid, and all you are is a burden! I’m not going to spend the rest of my life making sure you don’t get yourself killed! I’m not your goddamned babysitter!”

You flinch, and Bakugou immediately regrets his words. You aren’t weak, or stupid, or a burden, and he’s just torn down all the confidence you’ve spent years building.

And he’s sorry, all he wants to do is to take you in his arms and whisper promises of safety and declarations of love into your ear.

But he can’t. He can’t let you get hurt.

“You- you don’t mean that.” You say shakily, tears now falling in heavy rivulets.

“Listen, I’m sorry. Just- just go home.” Bakugou turns away from you, utterly defeated.

He can hear a sharp intake of breath, a sniffle.

“Katsuki, please.”

He doesn’t turn around.

——

You sighed softly, gently tracing the faded K that was inked on your wrist. The two of you had gotten matching tattoos on your eighteenth birthday, love clouding your better judgment. You had considered getting it removed, but you could never bring yourself to do it.

He was gone, well and truly gone. You had nearly accepted that. But it didn’t stop you from feeling melancholic every now and then.

It was Valentine’s Day, and you found yourself sprawled out on the couch, flipping through old pictures of the two of you. It was startling how happy the two of you looked, with bright eyes and hopeful expressions. You could remember all those times he had shown up at your door, bruised and bloodied by another one of his fights. He always refused to go to Recovery Girl, claiming that you did a better job of healing him than she ever would.

You didn’t know how long you laid there, letting your heart break again and again.

By the time you snapped out of your nostalgic reverie, the sun had nearly vanished behind the horizon, and golden light was trickling through your windows. You could hear the growing chorus of laughs and the distant voices of people outside, smell the warm street food that was being prepared for the holiday.

You were tired, and all you wanted to do was forget the dull ache in your heart. Even if it was just for one night. So you found yourself in the kitchen, unscrewing the cork of your fanciest wine, fully prepared to drink your sorrows away.

The cacophony of noises had only grown louder, and you nearly missed the soft knocks on your door.

“The hell..?” You mumbled to yourself, setting the bottle down.

You carefully padded over to the door, but you couldn’t make out a clear image of who was it was. Against your better judgment, you opened the entryway, nearly having a heart attack once you saw who was on the other side.

“Katsuki?” You whispered, hand flying up to cover your mouth.

Bakugou stood in front of you, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his leather jacket, the one you loved so much. He looked- different. Darker, stronger, with new scars adorning his tanned skin.

He was still so handsome.

“Y/N,” His lip quivered, eyes drinking in your figure.

You knew that you should turn him away, shut the door and forget he was ever here. He had broken your heart, smashed it into tiny pieces. He didn’t deserve your forgiveness, much less your love.

And yet, you still found yourself opening the door a little wider, because it was Bakugou, and you never were able to say no to him. 

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hi! could you do a Valentine's scenario where bakugou wants to confess to the reader but chickens out last minute and is like "i-i don't hate you!" and the reader knows what he means and teases him? thank you!!!!💛💛💛💛

✶ pairing: katsuki bakugou x reader

✶ warnings: none

✶ a/n: no problem! happy early valentine’s day hehe

—-

He was going to tell you, he really was.

Bakugou had orchestrated everything meticulously, to what kind of chocolates he would give you, to the exact praises and compliments he would shower you in before he confessed.

But as soon as Bakugou saw you, his perfectly crafted plan disappeared from his mind. You just looked so beautiful, and Bakugou couldn’t seem to focus on anything but you.

“Hey, Bakugou!” You called out cheerily, breaking away from the chattering group of girls surrounding you. “The fireworks are about to start y’know, we have to get good seats!” Your fingers interlaced with his, tugging him over to a large clearing.

Bakugou didn’t budge, ripping his hand out of your grip.

“Tch, I can find a seat on my own.” He growled, turning away before you could see the faint red tint staining his cheeks.

As he stomped away, Bakugou internally chastised himself for his curt actions. He was trying to tell you that he liked you, not that he couldn’t stand being around you!

Kirishima’s dopey grin broke him out of his daze, teeth glimmering in the low light.

“Bro, it’s time to watch the fireworks! C’mon!” Kirishima said, warm hands clapping him on the back.

Bakugou grumbled in protest, but ended up following him. The clearing was almost entirely filled up, packed to the brim with eager students. Kirishima carefully maneuvered around the crowd, coming to stop when he saw the remainder of their classmates. Kirishima excitedly greeted all of them, but Bakugou was only searching for one face in particular.

Yours.

He caught sight of your familiar figure, and he unceremoniously pushed his way towards you. You jumped when he plopped down next to you, a small gasp escaping your lips.

“Oh! Hello!” You said, a smile returning to your face.

“Hey.”

You opened your mouth to say something, but the loud popping noises from above stopped you in your tracks. You squealed giddily, face now tipped to the sparkling display above you.

Bakugou hardly noticed the fireworks, too focused on your profile to care. The tingly feeling of your elbow brushing his made it that much harder for him to think, and Bakugou knew he was a goner when all he could smell was the honeyed scent of your perfume.

Bakugou was panicking. How could he tell you how he felt without seeming like a bumbling idiot? It all seemed futile now. He watched your tongue run over your bottom lip, and Bakugou instinctively did the same, wondering if you were tasting sugar.

As absorbed as you were in the glimmering flashes of colors that danced across the sky, you weren’t so oblivious that you couldn’t feel Bakugou’s heated stare.

“You’re staring.” You giggled, turning around to find him only inches away from your lips. The blue and red hues brightened his features, and you felt your heart stop.

“I-I don’t hate you, okay?” He mumbled, a serious expression painted on his features.  

“I know, Bakugou. I know.”

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Can u do kaminari with an s/o who is really snarky and ignore him in public when he trys to flirt with her, but when they are alone she turns into the most cuddly, touch starved, snary cinnamon roll ever?

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Kaminari isn’t a very private person, so the minute he starts to date someone, everyone will know.

But nobody really expected the two of you to be together.

The class has to deal with Kaminari whining for you to give him attention.

“Babe. Babe! Pay attention to meee!!”

“No, shut up.”

You constantly ignore and brush off his flirting and affections, which confuses everyone even more.

How are these two still a couple?

What everyone doesn’t know, is how you act in private.

Behind closed doors, you turn into a sentient teddy bear who lives off of Kaminari’s cuddles and kisses.

“Okay, now that we’re alone… Gimmie kisses.”

No one has ever seen you give Kaminari the time of day, and yet, he shows up to school every morning with a dopey smile on his face, smelling like your perfume.

But, you really do care for him, and you show it, in your own special way.

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Two words: soft bakugou 💞💞

i was inspired by the prompt, ‘tying his tie’. it’s a lil short but i hope you like it!

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“Don’t you hate Midoriya?”

“Hell yeah,” Bakugou scoffs, “All the more reason to upstage him at his party.”

“Oh, Bakugou…”

You’re perched carefully on a small ottoman in the foyer of Bakugou’s apartment, watching him try, and fail, to put on his tie.

His scarred fingers, worn and calloused by years of intensive use, are shaking, ever so slightly.

He’s always been prideful, and you’ve learned to wait- until Bakugou accepts that he can’t do it, that he needs help. You’re always quick to remind him that it’s perfectly okay for him to need your help, even if he is a capable hero.

A few moments later, Bakugou sighs, hands falling back to his sides.

“Can you help? Please.” He says softly, suddenly feeling shy.

“Anything for you.”

It’s quiet, and you take extra care to make the knot even and pristine. Your fingers graze the hot skin of his neck, his cologne dark and warm. You can feel his gaze on you, and you suddenly feel very small.

You catch his eyes, and he looks surprised.

“What? Do I have something on my face?”

“No. Just admiring the view.” Bakugou says cockily, his familiar swagger returning.

“Oh, right.”

Your face flushes at his admission. It is a beautiful dress.

“You look breathtaking. Really.” Bakugou’s eyes melt, an ever so small smile playing on his lips.

The air between the two of you remains silent for a moment, a pregnant pause filling the space.

“Thank you, Bakugou.”

“Always, Y/N. Always.”

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Can I be the croc s,,,,

you may be the crogs yes

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do you,,,,, really think kirishima wears crocs,,, i mean i never considered it until your username ,,,,,, it makes me so uncomfortable ,,,, crocs,,

kirishima showers, eats, and sleeps in his crocs i am 100% positive of this yes

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Summer

✶ pairing: katsuki bakugou x reader

✶ warnings: cursing, this gets a little risque 

✶ a/n: this is loosely based off of j. cole’s song wet dreamz. also, this is told through bakugou’s perspective as well as the readers.

(the title is basic and boring i’m sorry i’ll probably change it later)

due to the nature of this story, everyone is 18+

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You arrived in the summer. The suffocating, stifling summer. You brought fireworks and festivals, cold tea and noodles, and green tea ice cream. Bakugou can’t remember a time without you. He can’t remember you not consuming his every thought.

He can’t remember not wanting.

——

Japan is much hotter than you expected.

You’ve only been walking for a few minutes, and you can already feel sweat collecting on the back of your neck. The weight of your backpacks seems to grow by the second, and the tights you’re supposed to be wearing have been long abandoned.

As the colossal structure of the school comes into view, you nearly pinch yourself. Standing on the sidewalk with the sun beating down on your head, the realization that you’re officially a student at the best hero school in the country finally hits you. But your giddiness quickly turns into worry as you remember that the second semester is well underway, and you’re months behind your classmates.

Shuffling through the school gates, you quickly make your way to a large tree blossoming with soft pink flowers. If you’re not mistaken, a guide is supposed to meet you here and show you around the school.

You wait patiently for what seems like hours, until the urge to abandon your spot and find your own way around becomes almost overwhelming.

‘Some tour guide.’ You think, ‘Leaving me alone for-‘

“Hellooo, new student! Sorry I’m late!” A booming and rather cheerful voice rings out, causing you to jolt in surprise.

Glancing over, you’re met with a tall and strapping young man. As he’s moving, his blonde hair seems to bounce along with him. He quickly extends a scar-riddled hand, and you gently shake it.

“I’m Mirio! You must be Y/N!” He says cheerily. You can’t help but find his optimism infectious, and all of your annoyance dissipates with his pearly smile.

You nod, returning his grin as he begins to usher you into the school.

“I’m afraid we don’t have time for an in-depth tour, so I’ll try to make this quick.” He walks with vigor, and you struggle to keep up with his long-legged stride. “You already know that U.A. is the top hero school in Japan, and you must know that you start at a disadvantage. Your class is made up of intelligent students with powerful quirks. If you want to catch up to them, you’re going to have to be ready to work.” Mirio concludes. You gulp as you realize that you’re already standing in front of your classroom.

“Here we are. Good luck, Y/N!” Mirio waves, sending you another smile.

You open your mouth to utter a goodbye, but his back is already turned as he briskly walks away.

The entrance becomes even more imposing as you stand there alone.

——

Bakugou isn’t paying attention.

Class hasn’t exactly started yet, and he’s managed to tune out the chatter of his classmates. He’s picked up bits and pieces of various conversations. Mina has been going on and on about some new student.

Bakugou doesn’t care about a new classmate. They’ll just be another dumb extra to get in his way. He sighs, leaning back in his chair. There’s only a minute until class starts.

‘Great. Now these idiots will finally shut up.’

The bell rings, and right on cue, Aizawa reluctantly unzips himself from his sleeping bag.

“Morning, class,” He grumbles, still half asleep. “Today is review day, and we should be getting a new student, if they ever decide to show up.”

Some students whisper excitedly, curiosity getting the better of them.

And Bakugou still doesn’t care.

His indifference, however, comes to a halt as the door slides open.

When you walk in.

The whispering dies down, and Bakugou can feel his heart stop.

You’re beautiful in a way that Bakugou is unaccustomed to. You have warm eyes and a shy smile, and he watches as you sweep your glossy hair carelessly over your shoulders. He catches himself and scoffs silently, turning back to face the board. 

“This, it appears, is our new student, L/N F/N. There’s an empty desk right over there.” Aizawa yawns.

The girls begin to chatter excitedly once again, happy for a new addition to their group. Most of the boys, however, are silent, eyes trained on the new girl’s long legs and swishing skirt. Bakugou swears even Todoroki’s gaze is on you.

He doesn’t like that.

——

You can feel everyone’s intense stares, and you tug down your skirt. Your desk is awkwardly situated by a large window, directly next to a spiky-haired boy. His crimson gaze is the most intense, but he remains silent, cheeks slightly colored.

You take a seat, glancing at him from the corner of your eye. His arms are folded over his chest, broad shoulders squared. His face is twisted into a scowl, eyes trained on whatever the teacher is writing.

‘He’s pretty cute, actually. I don’t even know his name.’

Something about him intrigues you. As Aizawa continues to teach, you muse silently, thinking of ways to introduce yourself. Finally, an idea, albeit, a rather simple one, comes to mind. You carefully tear a piece of notebook paper, scribbling on it with your favorite pen.

Hi! I’m Y/N!

Once you’re sure Aizawa isn’t looking, you quickly toss a scrap of paper onto his desk. He looks confused at first, unfurling it with wary hands. The confusion soon morphs into what seems like annoyance. After a few seconds, he reluctantly scrawls a response.

I know that, dipshit.

You giggle quietly at his abrasive response, which is not the reaction that Bakugou was expecting.

What’s your name?

Bakugou.

Like, a bomb?

What else would it mean, dumbass?

What’s your quirk then?

I make explosions.

You respond with a poorly drawn doodle of explosions spouting from his hands. When Bakugou unfurls it, his lips quirk into an almost imperceptible smile. This small action seems to catch the attention of Aizawa, who barely glances at Bakugou before speaking loudly.

“If you’re going to flirt with the new girl, do it on your own time, Bakugou, but I’d advise you not to waste mine.”

Bakugou’s face flushes, the scowl returning to his face at the chorus of laughter from his classmates.

“Tch, whatever.”

——

“Hey, Bakugou! Wait up!” Bakugou turns around, catching sight of you bouncing towards him.

You continue to surprise him.

He’s only known you for a month, and he figured by now, his poor attitude would have driven you off. Your continuous note passing and silly questions persisted, but Bakugou preferred to keep his replies curt and short. He doesn’t need any distractions, and that’s all you are.

Right?

Still, Bakugou finds himself slowing down to allow you to catch up.

“You could’ve stopped sooner, you know...”

Bakugou doesn’t reply. He’s noticed that you always leave the top few buttons of your shirt loose, and he’s too busy watching your chest rise and fall.

You don’t seem to notice his staring, and you continue to ramble about your day as if he wasn’t watching you the entire time. He stopped listening a while ago, too transfixed on the way your lips shine in the dwindling sunlight.

He’s almost angry at you. You’re all he can think about anymore. He even finds himself daydreaming about you, of all things. It started off so innocently. He would muse about what type of perfume you wear, what your delicate hand would feel like against his calloused one.

But those thoughts didn’t stay innocent forever.

Nowadays, he can’t stop himself from imagining what your body would look like writhing in his sheets. How you would feel coiled around him, how your cherry lipgloss would look smeared all over his neck.

Bakugou snaps his glance away from you. “Whatever, I have to go,” He says, keeping his tone clipped.

“Oh, okay!” You say, disappointment seeping into your voice.

But Bakugou’s already gone.

Because he’s realized that he does care, maybe a little too much.

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How do you think bakugou would deal with his SO after they wake up from a nightmare and can't calm down?

sorry i’ve been inactive these past few days, school has been busy and i’ve been seriously lacking inspiration. i am working on something at the moment so i’ll try to get that and all the requests out as soon as i can!

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Bakugou has had his share of nightmares, and he knows how scary and disorienting they can be.

He‘ll try not to crowd or startle you.

Bakugou actually has a very calming presence when he isn’t screaming or blowing things up.

And if you can’t fall back asleep, Bakugou will stay up with you, even if he’s exhausted.

In the morning, Bakugou probably won’t bring up the nightmare again.

But if you need to talk or vent about it, Bakugou will always listen.

He won’t push you though.

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Can I request a todoroki x fem reader? where the reader has a late start getting ready for class training and hurries to get ready and todoroki (going to notify her that she’s going to be late) accidentally walks in on her getting dressed and he’s so embarrassed his left side goes up in flames.

✶ pairing: shoto todoroki x reader

✶ warnings: cursing

✶ a/n: i love this request! sorry, it’s kind of short.

——

beep, beep, beep.

Beep, Beep, Beep!

“Fine! I’m up, I’m up.” You grumble to no one in particular.

Muted voices can be heard from outside of your window, and you pause in your stretching. Hastily opening the blinds, you see almost all of your classmates leaving for school.

What? Why is everyone up so early?

You glance back at your alarm clock, and you let out a shocked scream.

“Holy shit! I’m late!” You scramble for the bathroom, feet skidding on the polished floors.

You brush your teeth in record time, now wide awake. Hastily throwing your hair in a ponytail, you hurriedly chuck off your pajamas. Once everything is off, you begin to search for your PE uniform. If it’s in your room, it’s hidden beneath piles of homework and discarded clothes. You continue the search on your hands and knees, sorting through items you haven’t seen in weeks.

“Aha!” You exclaim, holding up your slightly wrinkled uniform.

Your excitement is short-lived, however, once you catch a glimpse of the time. Again.

——

You haven’t responded to any of Todoroki’s texts, and he’s getting a little worried. The two of you always walk to class together, and today is no exception. Maybe you don’t know that you’re late.

Todoroki sighs, leaving his position on the couch. He reaches your door rather quickly, and he doesn’t bother to knock.

“Y/N, class is-“ Todoroki stops mid sentence, eyes glued on your crouched figure. A faint blush graces his features, and he can feel his body temperature rising rapidly.

When you lock eyes with Todoroki, you let out a squeal, and attempt to cover yourself with a shirt.

“Todoroki! Why are you here?” You grit out, face equally as red.

“I didn’t-“ Todoroki clears his throat as he stares intently at the floor. He’s clenching and unclenching his fists, in a fruitless attempt to control his quirk.

“Well, can- AH!” You scream as half of your boyfriend bursts into flames.

Todoroki seems unbothered by the heat, but his blush amplifies as you begin to swat at his jacket.

“Y/N! Please! Just- put something on!”

“But, you’re on fire!”

His flames begin to lick at the ceiling, setting off the smoke alarm. The incessant siren wails as ice cold water sprays from the ceiling. Todoroki’s quirk is back under control. He’s panting heavily as you stand shivering in front of him, wet hair dripping down your back. Todoroki roughly shoves his singed jacket into your hands, and practically sprints out of your dorm.

He’s not coming back anytime soon.

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Kirishima, Bakugou & Todoroki Headcanons

✶ ofc! i decided to lump these two requests together, so this will contain sfw and nsfw headcanons.

due to the nature of these headcanons, all characters will be 18+

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Kirishima

sfw

Kirishima is a such an affectionate boyfriend.

Cuddles and kisses galore!

It takes him absolutely no time to warm up to you, and as soon as you start dating, the two of you become attached at the hip.

He loves it when you hold his hand or kiss him on the cheek. However, he prefers to keep these signs of affection strictly PG when you’re out in public.

Kirishima is a little ray of sunshine and will always go out of his way to make you smile.

He absolutely adores rom-coms, and loves it when you rent them for the two of you to watch.

His pet-names for you are sunshine, sweetie, honey, and baby.

Kirishima definitely owns several pairs of crocs, and everytime the two of you go shopping, he’s sure to pick up a few more.

He loves it when you wear his sweatshirts, and he thinks you look even more adorable with them on. He’ll even buy more clothes just so he can see you wear them.

Kirishima is very energetic and he’d love to have a partner who can match his enthusiasm.

He’s also very loyal and protective, and will not hesitate to shield you from harm.

nsfw

Kirishima is a very passionate person, and this reflects in the bedroom.

His pace is usually fast and deep, but if you’d rather take it slow, that’s no problem. Kirishima’s happy either way.

He’s on top most of the time, but he’s totally down if you take control once in a while.

Your pleasure is his top priority.

He can go for hours if you let him.

Kirishima is totally an ass man. It doesn’t matter if you have a little booty or a big booty, Kirishima will love it regardless. With that in mind, Kirishima loves to pull, grope and generally just touch your ass.

He’s really into spanking and biting, and he’s pretty open minded when it comes to trying new things.

But he’ll never do anything to hurt you, and he really doesn’t like to degrade you in anyway.

He is such a sweetheart when it comes to aftercare, and will give you a massage, draw you a hot bath, get you a warm washcloth, etc.

Kirishima just really loves you and wants to show you in anyway he can!

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Todoroki

sfw

Todoroki knows he isn’t the most open and affectionate boyfriend.

But he’s trying.

The class didn’t even notice the two of you were dating until you kissed him on the cheek during training exercises.

Due to his past, he isn’t really good with emotions and all the typical lovey-dovey stuff that comes with dating.

But, he really, really loves your affection, especially since he didn’t get a lot of it when he was a child.

Todoroki is basically a giant cat, demanding your attention at inconvenient times.

Like when you’re sitting on the couch, working on homework. He’ll just plop his head in your lap, and move your hands to his hair so you can play with it.

If you have a hard day at school or work, he will always listen and offer advice on how to best deal with the situation.

Everyone may think Todoroki is a shy and polite angel, but he will literally fight anyone or anything that even glances at you the wrong way.

Todoroki gives you gifts and takes you out on extravengent dates often in the beginning of your relationship.

He just wants to make up for his aloofness.

nsfw

Sex is intimidating to Todoroki.

Most of his life, he didn’t really care about romance, but once he started dating you, his sex drive increased exponentially.

Jacks off more often then you’d expect.

He probably won’t initiate your first time.

When he gets really flustered and loses control, his body temperature goes all over the place. Once, during a very heated make-out session, his fire quirk just, exploded.

Total mood killer.

While it may be intimidating, sex is also extremely sacred and intimate to Todoroki.

He’s pretty vanilla in the bedroom, but he does have a thing for temperature play, and he loves it when you’re on top.

Todoroki actually moans and grunts a lot, especially when he’s reaching his climax.

He will never do anything risky or harmful to you. He just won’t, no matter how much you beg him.

Is very awkward after sex. He’ll do anything you ask of him, but most of them time he’ll just bury his head in the crook of your neck to hide his flushed cheeks.

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Bakugou

sfw

Bakugou is absolutely whipped for you.

But he never shows it in public.

Has to maintain his ‘tough guy’ image, y’know?

In the privacy of your dorm or apartment, it’s a completely different story.

He’s such a romantic when it comes to you.

A gentle and soft boy.

Loves your cuddles and would die for them. He doesn’t get much affection, so he needs you to give him extra loving.

Bakugou is a hella good cook. He cooks for you constantly, and everything he makes is delicious. He actually loves doing housework, like running errands, cleaning, and cooking.

Will never, NEVER admit it to anyone but you, but he loves trashy reality shows with his entire being.

He never misses an episode of his favorite show.

Dates with Bakugou are usually simple, like a movie, or a walk on the beach.

Isn’t too crazy about PDA, but he’s usually touching you in some way, whether it’s an arm around your shoulder, or just your pinkies hooked together.

He’s extremely protective of you and gets jealous so easily. He’s prone to lashing out at people he thinks are making a move on ‘his girl’.

At the end of the day, Bakugou prefers to tell you how he feels through his actions, not his words.

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Bakugou is very inexperienced.

Girls were the absolute last thing on his mind for most of his life.

As cocky as he likes to seem, he really needs your praises and approval; he needs you to tell him that what he’s doing is okay. Bakugou gets pretty insecure, so soft affirmations like ‘I love you’, and ‘That feels so good’ will make him feel more secure in his relationship, causing him to branch out and become more comfortable with his own fantasies.

Bakugou is a kinky bastard, and he’s down to try anything once. He’ll shy away from things that could harm you, but if it makes you feel good, Bakugou is more than likely to comply.

Doing it in a semi-public place, with the risk of getting caught, really gets him going.

He is the textbook definition of an alpha male. But he loves to be ridden.

Has a big dick and he knows it. Doesn’t know what to do with it though.

Bakugou has to be careful that his palms don’t explode and char you or the bed, he’d feel absolutely awful if he ever hurt you.

Bakugou is usually pretty quiet, occasionally grunting or mumbling your name.

He falls asleep pretty quickly after you’ve finished the deed, but will get you a washcloth or some water if you ask for it.