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until everything feels a little lighter again

Synopsis: Drabble about Hanta Sero based on this

'Having a hard day, sweetheart? Is your heart feeling heavy and tired? Come here—let me hug you softly, love you quietly, until everything feels a little lighter again.'

Genre: Drabble

Wordcount: 603

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"Sweetheart?"

The words rang through your dorm, the only sound to be heard after the door had opened, yet still you didn't move. As still as a rock despite your breaths, you lay on the floor, face buried into the carpet. If someone were to ask you how you even got here, you don't think you could remember.

Tough days happened; no one was a stranger to them, especially at U.A., and usually a good night's rest and the right mindset made it easy to move on and wake up the next day and keep going, but sometimes it was too much, and you just needed a moment to stop, to rest. Why did the floor feel more comfortable than your bed? You're not entirely sure; it just felt right.

Training had been tough today; you managed without too many injuries, but alas, you couldn't beat your opponent, and it was very obvious that you still had a long way to go in learning to be a hero. But that was just the icing on top of a week full of tests and studying, leading up to finals, not to mention all the other things that had to get done.

It was exhausting for everyone, and you just needed a break, not a nap or a good night's sleep, just a moment where nothing else mattered and you could breathe.

Hanta had been on his way to your dorm after classes and staying behind for detention after Denki got him roped into something crazy the other day, which didn't end well. The last thing he expected was to see you, his beautiful girlfriend, lying on the floor of your dorm, not even moving. At first he was a little worried, but he could see the slight movement of your chest, so clearly you were breathing. He closed the door behind himself, dropping his bag down next to it before heading over to you, crouching down on the floor next to you, gently moving your hair out of the way so he could see your face.

"Sweetheart?" He repeated again softly, looking at you as you turned your head to the side, his eyes meeting your tired ones. It was like he could see right through you; he knew you well. "Hard day?" He asked softly but had a feeling you wouldn't respond, and he was right. Despite how much you wanted to pretend everything was okay and just smile at your boyfriend and try to have fun, you were absolutely exhausted beyond belief. Your body felt heavy, your head plagued with a never-ending tiredness, and everything ached too. Could one really be hungry and content at the same time? Because that's how you felt also.

Without another thought or wasting another moment, Hanta laid down besides you before pulling you over to him so you were lying on him instead of on the floor, your head on his chest and your body slotting against his perfectly. His arms wrapped around you, his hand sliding under your shirt and resting against the small of your back, rubbing wanton patterns over your skin. Though you didn't say anything, you did wrap your arms around him too, nuzzling into his chest and relaxing until your breaths were in sync and the only sound in the room. You appreciated it, and you loved that Hanta just knew; he knew you were stressed and overwhelmed and just needed this moment of silence, and he was happy to be with you, to love you and look after you when you felt heavy, until everything felt a little lighter again.

A/n: Randomly felt inspired to write for Hanta and that prompt was just speaking to me and it's exactly what I need in like right now. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed this Drabble. Have a lovely day or night everyone! 🫶🏽

[lillsisamarshmallow]

𝓐𝓷𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

My Hero Academia

Drabbles

’until everything feels a little lighter again…’ | Hanta Sero

Headcannons

‘Secretly dating…’

Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijiro, Denki Kaminari

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until everything feels a little lighter again

Synopsis: Drabble about Hanta Sero based on this

'Having a hard day, sweetheart? Is your heart feeling heavy and tired? Come here—let me hug you softly, love you quietly, until everything feels a little lighter again.'

Genre: Drabble

Wordcount: 603

Anime masterlist

"Sweetheart?"

The words rang through your dorm, the only sound to be heard after the door had opened, yet still you didn't move. As still as a rock despite your breaths, you lay on the floor, face buried into the carpet. If someone were to ask you how you even got here, you don't think you could remember.

Tough days happened; no one was a stranger to them, especially at U.A., and usually a good night's rest and the right mindset made it easy to move on and wake up the next day and keep going, but sometimes it was too much, and you just needed a moment to stop, to rest. Why did the floor feel more comfortable than your bed? You're not entirely sure; it just felt right.

Training had been tough today; you managed without too many injuries, but alas, you couldn't beat your opponent, and it was very obvious that you still had a long way to go in learning to be a hero. But that was just the icing on top of a week full of tests and studying, leading up to finals, not to mention all the other things that had to get done.

It was exhausting for everyone, and you just needed a break, not a nap or a good night's sleep, just a moment where nothing else mattered and you could breathe.

Hanta had been on his way to your dorm after classes and staying behind for detention after Denki got him roped into something crazy the other day, which didn't end well. The last thing he expected was to see you, his beautiful girlfriend, lying on the floor of your dorm, not even moving. At first he was a little worried, but he could see the slight movement of your chest, so clearly you were breathing. He closed the door behind himself, dropping his bag down next to it before heading over to you, crouching down on the floor next to you, gently moving your hair out of the way so he could see your face.

"Sweetheart?" He repeated again softly, looking at you as you turned your head to the side, his eyes meeting your tired ones. It was like he could see right through you; he knew you well. "Hard day?" He asked softly but had a feeling you wouldn't respond, and he was right. Despite how much you wanted to pretend everything was okay and just smile at your boyfriend and try to have fun, you were absolutely exhausted beyond belief. Your body felt heavy, your head plagued with a never-ending tiredness, and everything ached too. Could one really be hungry and content at the same time? Because that's how you felt also.

Without another thought or wasting another moment, Hanta laid down besides you before pulling you over to him so you were lying on him instead of on the floor, your head on his chest and your body slotting against his perfectly. His arms wrapped around you, his hand sliding under your shirt and resting against the small of your back, rubbing wanton patterns over your skin. Though you didn't say anything, you did wrap your arms around him too, nuzzling into his chest and relaxing until your breaths were in sync and the only sound in the room. You appreciated it, and you loved that Hanta just knew; he knew you were stressed and overwhelmed and just needed this moment of silence, and he was happy to be with you, to love you and look after you when you felt heavy, until everything felt a little lighter again.

A/n: Randomly felt inspired to write for Hanta and that prompt was just speaking to me and it's exactly what I need in like right now. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed this Drabble. Have a lovely day or night everyone! 🫶🏽

[lillsisamarshmallow]

outline story → ignore outline → write emotional mess → try to fix it → make new outline → ignore it again

[lillsisamarshmallow]

Secretly dating Ejirou Kirishima 🪨 ❤️

Synopsis: What it's like to be secretly dating Eijiro

Genre: Headcannons + Drabbles

Wordcount: 1.3k

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Secretly dating Eijiro means that it was definitely your idea, and you had to convince him to not immediately go and tell the rest of the class. You didn’t want everyone to know about it until you were a little more stable in your relationship, until you weren’t still figuring out the new dynamics yourself. And it would be nice to have something to yourself for a while. He didn’t think it was very manly to keep you a secret, he felt like he was lying to everyone, but if you wanted to keep it a secret for the first few months, than that’s why he’d do.

Secretly dating Eijiro means covering up his slip ups and finding ways around questions so that he isn’t necessarily lying to your friends. It only gets harder with time, when he accidentally calls you babe, says no when someone asks if he’s single, or hasn’t bothered to wipe your lipstick from his cheeks.

At some point though, despite your efforts, the class puts two and two together and figures it out, but they think it’s far too cute to tell you both and let you continue trying to cover up Eijiro’s mistakes with progressively crazier excuses.

Secretly dating Eijiro means that he’s always trying to sneak into your dorm, and typically failing, but that’s okay, the cuddles are worth it.

“Eijiro!” You whisper grasp, seeing him at your door in the middle of the day, when literally anyone could have seen him. You grab his shirt and pull him inside quickly and close the door behind him. You didn’t have time to scold him or tell him again about how he should be more carful before he muttered a quick apology and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you through your room and down onto your bed.

He wrapped his arms you tightly so you couldn’t escape and pulled you into his chest so you had no chance but to give in.

“Fine…” you mutter with a sigh, wrapping your arms around him too and relaxing into him, accepting the situation. Studying will just have to wait.

Once you gave in he didn’t hold you quite as tightly, but he still was making sure you wouldn’t escape him. You buried your head against his chest and his nose nuzzled into your hair. The scent of Eijiro was far too distinct to ever be mistaken for anyone else, and it was so familiar too by this point.

“Totally worth it…” Eijiro commented, his voice just above a whisper as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. You rolled your eyes, but honestly couldn’t be frustrated at him for long.

Eijiro’s arms wrapped around you firmly but gently, tight enough you couldn’t move, but never so tight it was uncomfortable. They were warm, his body just seemed to run out. And as much as you wished you could stay strong and say no to him, it was just too addicting. It felt like home. You could spend hours snuggled up in bed with your boyfriend.

The cuddles were definitely worth it.

Secretly dating Eijiro includes him giving you random trinkets he’s either; found, made, or bought, just so you know that he's thinking of you. Sometimes he'll try to sneakily hand them off to you, or act like it's something else, usually failing to not be caught, sometimes he'll leave it on your desk or in front of your door. They range from weird rocks and small flowers he finds, to some of those kinda ugly kinda cute things he'll see while out shopping, and sometimes it just a really tiny hand written note in his very sharp but neat handwriting. No matter what it is or how you get it, it always puts a big smile on you face.

Secretly dating Ejiro means having to wear gloves for days a few times a year after you've helped him dye his hair, the strong red stains skin too, and it would be far too obvious if you walked around with bright red hands that matched his hair.

Secretly dating Eijiro means taking advantage of every moment you're alone and spending time together.

Everyone had gone out shopping together at the mall, but you and Eijiro stayed behind with different excuses so your classmates wouldn't suspect you both. Once they were all long gone you both made your way out to the backyard of the dorms and Eijiro immediately pulled you down onto the soft grass with a thud. You were a fit of giggles as his fingers slid under your top just so he could tickle you unexpectedly.

"Eiji-" You gasped before you giggles stop you from speaking much more, loosing your breath easily. Your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath once he finally stopped and laid down beside you, his hand immediately finding yours just to tie your fingers together and be able to hold your hand.

You both laid down and looked up at the sky and the white clouds floating across it in tandem, changing shapes as they went along, each one a unique shape.

"That one looks like Katsuki," you mention and lift you hand up to point at a cloud that most definitely did not look like your hot headed classmate, but instead did resembled a very small, fluffy dog. Eijiro laugh at that before point at his own choice of cloud and comparing it to something else before it eventually morphed into another thing.

A shadow cast over the both of you from a cloud and you both looked up and the fluffy white cloud that decided to shadow you both in its presence. You turned to Eijiro and cup his jaw gently before pulling him closer in a kiss as you both lay on the grass, cast under a heart shape shadow from the clouds.

Secretly dating Eijiro includes him absolutely bombarding you with text messages when he can't find you, or if you out with the girls and he wants you to come back and give him cuddles, but if he calls they'll certainly hear his voice through the phone, but they still question how your phone goes off every few minutes.

Secretly dating Eijiro means that he seriously cannot help himself from slipping up.

"Babe!"

Eijiro's voice rang across the training ground loud and clear for all to hear as he watched got knocked and lost your balance, plummeting down to the ground. You had been sparring in a drill against Katsuki, who most deffinetly did not hold back when it came down to it. Thankfully he grabbed your arm right before you hit the ground, saving your fall as you both stood next to each other now, (Katsuki wouldn’t admit it, but he definitely saved you because he knew how much shitty hair loved you.) Clearly you had lost, but that was okay.

You look over to Eijiro, there was no way you could try and cover for him this time. Everyone looked between the two of you curiously. Eijiro didn't really care about that, he never really had, he cared more that you were okay, if Katsuki hadn’t grabbed you when he did you deffinetly would have broken something.

Eijiro immediately pulled you into a bone tight hug, if that fall wouldn't break anything, then his grip certainly would.

"I'm fine, Eijiro." You mumbled against his chest, giving up and accepting the embrace, wrapping your arms around him too. He pulled back just to kissed your forehead and mumbled about how relived he was that you were fine, he'd probably thank Katsuki later for not letting you hit the ground.

"Finally!" Cheered Mina from the side lines, jumping with a wide smile on her face as she watched you both. A few other voices could be heard too. 'about damn time' and 'there was no way they could keep it up for much longer.

Pulling back from each other both you and Ejiro looked over to them confused that they seemed to have known the whole time despite your attempts at hiding it. "You guys knew?"

"Yeah, we've know for a while." Hanta shrugged with a smug smile while Denki was handing him 20 dollars with a scowl on his face, which he tucked away. Eijiro seemed a bit confused, he had tried so hard, but they knew this whole time? You on the other hand just shook your head and chuckled.

"I supposed you can only accidentally call me babe so many times before people figure it out."

A/n: Writing for Eijiro was...surprisingly hard? I don't know, I felt like I had trouble capturing his character, but ultimately I’m happy with how this came out and I think it's so cute ! Thanks for reading 🫶🏽 Oh! If there any other characters you’d like me to add to this ‘Secretly dating’ series please let me know! Or if you have any other suggestions/requests!

[lillsisamarshmallow]

Secretly dating Ejirou Kirishima 🪨 ❤️

Synopsis: What it's like to be secretly dating Eijiro

Genre: Headcannons + Drabbles

Wordcount: 1.3k

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Secretly dating Eijiro means that it was definitely your idea, and you had to convince him to not immediately go and tell the rest of the class. You didn’t want everyone to know about it until you were a little more stable in your relationship, until you weren’t still figuring out the new dynamics yourself. And it would be nice to have something to yourself for a while. He didn’t think it was very manly to keep you a secret, he felt like he was lying to everyone, but if you wanted to keep it a secret for the first few months, than that’s why he’d do.

Secretly dating Eijiro means covering up his slip ups and finding ways around questions so that he isn’t necessarily lying to your friends. It only gets harder with time, when he accidentally calls you babe, says no when someone asks if he’s single, or hasn’t bothered to wipe your lipstick from his cheeks.

At some point though, despite your efforts, the class puts two and two together and figures it out, but they think it’s far too cute to tell you both and let you continue trying to cover up Eijiro’s mistakes with progressively crazier excuses.

Secretly dating Eijiro means that he’s always trying to sneak into your dorm, and typically failing, but that’s okay, the cuddles are worth it.

“Eijiro!” You whisper grasp, seeing him at your door in the middle of the day, when literally anyone could have seen him. You grab his shirt and pull him inside quickly and close the door behind him. You didn’t have time to scold him or tell him again about how he should be more carful before he muttered a quick apology and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you through your room and down onto your bed.

He wrapped his arms you tightly so you couldn’t escape and pulled you into his chest so you had no chance but to give in.

“Fine…” you mutter with a sigh, wrapping your arms around him too and relaxing into him, accepting the situation. Studying will just have to wait.

Once you gave in he didn’t hold you quite as tightly, but he still was making sure you wouldn’t escape him. You buried your head against his chest and his nose nuzzled into your hair. The scent of Eijiro was far too distinct to ever be mistaken for anyone else, and it was so familiar too by this point.

“Totally worth it…” Eijiro commented, his voice just above a whisper as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. You rolled your eyes, but honestly couldn’t be frustrated at him for long.

Eijiro’s arms wrapped around you firmly but gently, tight enough you couldn’t move, but never so tight it was uncomfortable. They were warm, his body just seemed to run out. And as much as you wished you could stay strong and say no to him, it was just too addicting. It felt like home. You could spend hours snuggled up in bed with your boyfriend.

The cuddles were definitely worth it.

Secretly dating Eijiro includes him giving you random trinkets he’s either; found, made, or bought, just so you know that he's thinking of you. Sometimes he'll try to sneakily hand them off to you, or act like it's something else, usually failing to not be caught, sometimes he'll leave it on your desk or in front of your door. They range from weird rocks and small flowers he finds, to some of those kinda ugly kinda cute things he'll see while out shopping, and sometimes it just a really tiny hand written note in his very sharp but neat handwriting. No matter what it is or how you get it, it always puts a big smile on you face.

Secretly dating Ejiro means having to wear gloves for days a few times a year after you've helped him dye his hair, the strong red stains skin too, and it would be far too obvious if you walked around with bright red hands that matched his hair.

Secretly dating Eijiro means taking advantage of every moment you're alone and spending time together.

Everyone had gone out shopping together at the mall, but you and Eijiro stayed behind with different excuses so your classmates wouldn't suspect you both. Once they were all long gone you both made your way out to the backyard of the dorms and Eijiro immediately pulled you down onto the soft grass with a thud. You were a fit of giggles as his fingers slid under your top just so he could tickle you unexpectedly.

"Eiji-" You gasped before you giggles stop you from speaking much more, loosing your breath easily. Your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath once he finally stopped and laid down beside you, his hand immediately finding yours just to tie your fingers together and be able to hold your hand.

You both laid down and looked up at the sky and the white clouds floating across it in tandem, changing shapes as they went along, each one a unique shape.

"That one looks like Katsuki," you mention and lift you hand up to point at a cloud that most definitely did not look like your hot headed classmate, but instead did resembled a very small, fluffy dog. Eijiro laugh at that before point at his own choice of cloud and comparing it to something else before it eventually morphed into another thing.

A shadow cast over the both of you from a cloud and you both looked up and the fluffy white cloud that decided to shadow you both in its presence. You turned to Eijiro and cup his jaw gently before pulling him closer in a kiss as you both lay on the grass, cast under a heart shape shadow from the clouds.

Secretly dating Eijiro includes him absolutely bombarding you with text messages when he can't find you, or if you out with the girls and he wants you to come back and give him cuddles, but if he calls they'll certainly hear his voice through the phone, but they still question how your phone goes off every few minutes.

Secretly dating Eijiro means that he seriously cannot help himself from slipping up.

"Babe!"

Eijiro's voice rang across the training ground loud and clear for all to hear as he watched got knocked and lost your balance, plummeting down to the ground. You had been sparring in a drill against Katsuki, who most deffinetly did not hold back when it came down to it. Thankfully he grabbed your arm right before you hit the ground, saving your fall as you both stood next to each other now, (Katsuki wouldn’t admit it, but he definitely saved you because he knew how much shitty hair loved you.) Clearly you had lost, but that was okay.

You look over to Eijiro, there was no way you could try and cover for him this time. Everyone looked between the two of you curiously. Eijiro didn't really care about that, he never really had, he cared more that you were okay, if Katsuki hadn’t grabbed you when he did you deffinetly would have broken something.

Eijiro immediately pulled you into a bone tight hug, if that fall wouldn't break anything, then his grip certainly would.

"I'm fine, Eijiro." You mumbled against his chest, giving up and accepting the embrace, wrapping your arms around him too. He pulled back just to kissed your forehead and mumbled about how relived he was that you were fine, he'd probably thank Katsuki later for not letting you hit the ground.

"Finally!" Cheered Mina from the side lines, jumping with a wide smile on her face as she watched you both. A few other voices could be heard too. 'about damn time' and 'there was no way they could keep it up for much longer.

Pulling back from each other both you and Ejiro looked over to them confused that they seemed to have known the whole time despite your attempts at hiding it. "You guys knew?"

"Yeah, we've know for a while." Hanta shrugged with a smug smile while Denki was handing him 20 dollars with a scowl on his face, which he tucked away. Eijiro seemed a bit confused, he had tried so hard, but they knew this whole time? You on the other hand just shook your head and chuckled.

"I supposed you can only accidentally call me babe so many times before people figure it out."

A/n: Writing for Eijiro was...surprisingly hard? I don't know, I felt like I had trouble capturing his character, but ultimately I’m happy with how this came out and I think it's so cute ! Thanks for reading 🫶🏽 Oh! If there any other characters you’d like me to add to this ‘Secretly dating’ series please let me know! Or if you have any other suggestions/requests!

[lillsisamarshmallow]

Recently hatched some little gecko friends (found the eggs when moving house, figured they wouldn’t make it but gave it a shot) 🦎

These little guys are just so cute! Named them Henry and William 🐻🐰

[lillsisamarshmallow]

Secretly dating Ejirou Kirishima 🪨 ❤️

Synopsis: What it's like to be secretly dating Eijiro

Genre: Headcannons + Drabbles

Wordcount: 1.3k

Anime masterlist

Secretly dating Eijiro means that it was definitely your idea, and you had to convince him to not immediately go and tell the rest of the class. You didn’t want everyone to know about it until you were a little more stable in your relationship, until you weren’t still figuring out the new dynamics yourself. And it would be nice to have something to yourself for a while. He didn’t think it was very manly to keep you a secret, he felt like he was lying to everyone, but if you wanted to keep it a secret for the first few months, than that’s why he’d do.

Secretly dating Eijiro means covering up his slip ups and finding ways around questions so that he isn’t necessarily lying to your friends. It only gets harder with time, when he accidentally calls you babe, says no when someone asks if he’s single, or hasn’t bothered to wipe your lipstick from his cheeks.

At some point though, despite your efforts, the class puts two and two together and figures it out, but they think it’s far too cute to tell you both and let you continue trying to cover up Eijiro’s mistakes with progressively crazier excuses.

Secretly dating Eijiro means that he’s always trying to sneak into your dorm, and typically failing, but that’s okay, the cuddles are worth it.

“Eijiro!” You whisper grasp, seeing him at your door in the middle of the day, when literally anyone could have seen him. You grab his shirt and pull him inside quickly and close the door behind him. You didn’t have time to scold him or tell him again about how he should be more carful before he muttered a quick apology and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you through your room and down onto your bed.

He wrapped his arms you tightly so you couldn’t escape and pulled you into his chest so you had no chance but to give in.

“Fine…” you mutter with a sigh, wrapping your arms around him too and relaxing into him, accepting the situation. Studying will just have to wait.

Once you gave in he didn’t hold you quite as tightly, but he still was making sure you wouldn’t escape him. You buried your head against his chest and his nose nuzzled into your hair. The scent of Eijiro was far too distinct to ever be mistaken for anyone else, and it was so familiar too by this point.

“Totally worth it…” Eijiro commented, his voice just above a whisper as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. You rolled your eyes, but honestly couldn’t be frustrated at him for long.

Eijiro’s arms wrapped around you firmly but gently, tight enough you couldn’t move, but never so tight it was uncomfortable. They were warm, his body just seemed to run out. And as much as you wished you could stay strong and say no to him, it was just too addicting. It felt like home. You could spend hours snuggled up in bed with your boyfriend.

The cuddles were definitely worth it.

Secretly dating Eijiro includes him giving you random trinkets he’s either; found, made, or bought, just so you know that he's thinking of you. Sometimes he'll try to sneakily hand them off to you, or act like it's something else, usually failing to not be caught, sometimes he'll leave it on your desk or in front of your door. They range from weird rocks and small flowers he finds, to some of those kinda ugly kinda cute things he'll see while out shopping, and sometimes it just a really tiny hand written note in his very sharp but neat handwriting. No matter what it is or how you get it, it always puts a big smile on you face.

Secretly dating Ejiro means having to wear gloves for days a few times a year after you've helped him dye his hair, the strong red stains skin too, and it would be far too obvious if you walked around with bright red hands that matched his hair.

Secretly dating Eijiro means taking advantage of every moment you're alone and spending time together.

Everyone had gone out shopping together at the mall, but you and Eijiro stayed behind with different excuses so your classmates wouldn't suspect you both. Once they were all long gone you both made your way out to the backyard of the dorms and Eijiro immediately pulled you down onto the soft grass with a thud. You were a fit of giggles as his fingers slid under your top just so he could tickle you unexpectedly.

"Eiji-" You gasped before you giggles stop you from speaking much more, loosing your breath easily. Your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath once he finally stopped and laid down beside you, his hand immediately finding yours just to tie your fingers together and be able to hold your hand.

You both laid down and looked up at the sky and the white clouds floating across it in tandem, changing shapes as they went along, each one a unique shape.

"That one looks like Katsuki," you mention and lift you hand up to point at a cloud that most definitely did not look like your hot headed classmate, but instead did resembled a very small, fluffy dog. Eijiro laugh at that before point at his own choice of cloud and comparing it to something else before it eventually morphed into another thing.

A shadow cast over the both of you from a cloud and you both looked up and the fluffy white cloud that decided to shadow you both in its presence. You turned to Eijiro and cup his jaw gently before pulling him closer in a kiss as you both lay on the grass, cast under a heart shape shadow from the clouds.

Secretly dating Eijiro includes him absolutely bombarding you with text messages when he can't find you, or if you out with the girls and he wants you to come back and give him cuddles, but if he calls they'll certainly hear his voice through the phone, but they still question how your phone goes off every few minutes.

Secretly dating Eijiro means that he seriously cannot help himself from slipping up.

"Babe!"

Eijiro's voice rang across the training ground loud and clear for all to hear as he watched got knocked and lost your balance, plummeting down to the ground. You had been sparring in a drill against Katsuki, who most deffinetly did not hold back when it came down to it. Thankfully he grabbed your arm right before you hit the ground, saving your fall as you both stood next to each other now, (Katsuki wouldn’t admit it, but he definitely saved you because he knew how much shitty hair loved you.) Clearly you had lost, but that was okay.

You look over to Eijiro, there was no way you could try and cover for him this time. Everyone looked between the two of you curiously. Eijiro didn't really care about that, he never really had, he cared more that you were okay, if Katsuki hadn’t grabbed you when he did you deffinetly would have broken something.

Eijiro immediately pulled you into a bone tight hug, if that fall wouldn't break anything, then his grip certainly would.

"I'm fine, Eijiro." You mumbled against his chest, giving up and accepting the embrace, wrapping your arms around him too. He pulled back just to kissed your forehead and mumbled about how relived he was that you were fine, he'd probably thank Katsuki later for not letting you hit the ground.

"Finally!" Cheered Mina from the side lines, jumping with a wide smile on her face as she watched you both. A few other voices could be heard too. 'about damn time' and 'there was no way they could keep it up for much longer.

Pulling back from each other both you and Ejiro looked over to them confused that they seemed to have known the whole time despite your attempts at hiding it. "You guys knew?"

"Yeah, we've know for a while." Hanta shrugged with a smug smile while Denki was handing him 20 dollars with a scowl on his face, which he tucked away. Eijiro seemed a bit confused, he had tried so hard, but they knew this whole time? You on the other hand just shook your head and chuckled.

"I supposed you can only accidentally call me babe so many times before people figure it out."

A/n: Writing for Eijiro was...surprisingly hard? I don't know, I felt like I had trouble capturing his character, but ultimately I’m happy with how this came out and I think it's so cute ! Thanks for reading 🫶🏽 Oh! If there any other characters you’d like me to add to this ‘Secretly dating’ series please let me know! Or if you have any other suggestions/requests!

[lillsisamarshmallow]

Secretly dating Katsuki Bakugou 💥 🧡

Sypnosis: What it's like to be secretly dating Bakugou Katsuki

Genre: Headcannons + Drabbles

Wordcount: 1.7k

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Secretly dating Katsuki means he’s keeping you a secret like his life depends on it. For him it’s because he doesn’t think it’s anyone’s business; he doesn’t want people to know about his weakness, which is you, and he’d never want to put you in trouble because of your relationship. Not that he couldn’t save you.

It means sometimes you get a little insecure about it; you don’t doubt that Katsuki loves you, but sometimes you wonder if he’s hiding you because he’s embarrassed about dating you, but those thoughts are quickly removed the moment he gets you alone and refuses to let go of you, burying his head into your neck and holding you tightly, whispering about how much he loves you and needs you.

Secretly dating Katsuki means that you’re his sweet spot in every meaning of the word. While he keeps up his tough and unbothered demeanour around you when with his friends, he would never yell at you like he does with them or give you somewhat insulting nicknames like he did with them. If anyone paid enough attention, it was painfully obvious how, when he looked at you, his eyes softened; he listened to every word that left your mouth and never spoke over you, even sometimes yelling at others for ignoring you.

Secretly dating Katsuki is him coming into your dorm room as soon as classes are done, just to collapse on top of you, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your chest, lying around and avoiding the extras. He doesn’t even need a reason for it; that’s just his way of decompressing after hero training all day.

“Hey, Suki.” You perk up as your door opened and closed, your pomeranian boyfriend coming inside, now dressed in casual clothes, walking over to you on your bed and just falling down onto you with his full weight, arms wrapping around your waist and head buried in your chest.

“Hey, sweetheart.” He murmured, getting comfortable for the next few hours until you’d both have to go get dinner.

You chuckle softly, abandoning your phone even though you were halfway through a message to Mina, and instead your hands found their way to his blonde spikes, hands running through his fluffy hair like it was an automatic reaction.

Katsuki didn’t speak for a while; he just liked holding you, relaxing with you like this. As much as he enjoyed training and getting stronger, it left him drained at the end of the day, and rather than hanging out like the others downstairs, he just wanted you, wanted to be with his favourite girl.

“Long day?” You asked him softly, your hands still running through his hair gently, his face unable to be seen. Usually when Katsuki was quiet like now, he had a long day and was just exhausted.

He grumbled into your chest but didn’t really answer your question, not in words at least, but you knew your guess was right.

With a smile on your lips you sat up just enough to crane your neck and kiss his hair before lying down and getting comfy, reaching over and turning off the lights, figuring a nice afternoon nap would be a great idea for both of you. Even though you weren’t tired when Katsuki came in, in fact you were about to start studying, but you much preferred cuddling with your adorable, grumpy boyfriend.

Secretly dating Katsuki means early morning training together. He won’t go easy on you, because he knows you’re strong, and going easy wouldn’t help you get better. So then what would even be the point? But he’s also careful enough to not hurt you or forget that he’s fighting his girlfriend and not some villain or lousy extra, or Deku.

Secretly dating Katsuki means dragging him along with you to the mall or markets, pulling him along as you go from store to store, window shopping, and looking at things that are far outside your budget.

“Ooo, this is pretty!” You exclaim, holding up a nice-looking top you had spotted after entering the shops, letting go of Katsuki's hands to hold it up and looking it over before turning to him to see what he thought.

Katsuki wouldn’t admit it, but he almost enjoyed following you around, watching you perk up when you saw something you liked.

“Looks great, sweetheart.” He said, looking at the top but more focused on the loss of your hand in his, that subtle physical contact that he needed. Reaching out, he wrapped an arm around your waist instead since your hands were holding the top.

You walked around a little more before deciding you couldn’t leave the top behind, even if it wasn’t the smartest financial decision to purchase it, Katsuki, walking beside you, with his hand on your waist the whole time.

“Just this one, dear?” Asked the older lady behind the counter as she took the top from you, fumbling around to find the tag and scan it.

“Yes, that’s all.” You said with a smile, reaching down to grab your purse as she scanned the tag and took out a paper bag and started folding it up. You took your card out to pay for the top, but before you could, Katsuki used his card and paid for it instead.

Turning to look at him, he didn’t even give you a glance, putting his card back in his wallet like it was nothing.

“Such a kind gentleman.” The older lady said, folding up the receipt and putting it in the bag too.

“Yeah, he is.” You said softly before kissing his cheek, watching his face grow a little pinker and a small smile spread on his lips. You thanked the lady and took the bag before heading out of the store, Katsuki pressing a kiss to your forehead as you did.

You bought—Katsuki paid for— a few more things, some hair ties, and another top, and then on your way out, you spotted a fried chicken shop.

“Suki, let’s get lunch.” You said, immediately pulling him over because now you’d seen the food; you were hungry, and your stomach started rumbling, but Katsuki didn’t protest.

“I want…the number 7.” You said, looking up at the board with concentration, eyes scanning over each option before settling on number 7.

Katsuki hummed before sending you off. You found a table to sit down at, not offering to pay for your food, just knowing he would if earlier event o the day said anything, and he wanted to. At this point you were used to it. You found a seat amongst the others, and thankfully it wasn’t too full, and Katsuki didn’t take long to get the food and make his way over to you, sitting down across from you as you moved your bags around.

“Tch, spending all my damn money.” Katsuki mumbled, though there was no malice in his words, and he would happily spend every penny in his bank account on you.

“Yeah, but you love me though.” You replied, leaning over the table and kissing his cheek with a smile.

“I definitely do.”

Secretly dating Katsuki means the shenanigans of you stealing his clothes, his shirts, hoodies, and sometimes a pair of sweatpants too. Usually to sleep in, sometimes when you’re just having a day in. Half the time he doesn’t even know where it’s gone; he’ll spend hours searching for his shirt that goes with his pants, eventually giving up and wearing a different outfit. When he comes downstairs, he’ll see you in the lounge part of the dormitories, sitting with the others, in his shirt, the one he’d spent ages looking for. And he can’t even say anything, not in the moment, otherwise he’ll give you both away.

He grumbled and complained about you always stealing his things, but secretly he loves that you wear his clothes so much.

Secretly dating Katsuki means he’s learned to adapt to being your boyfriend in the smallest of ways.

You're always needing a hair tie or scrunchy at the most inconvenient times, so now he always keeps one around his wrist, and no one asks him about it, not after he chewed out Denki and Hanta and threatened them when they asked. 

He carries around a duplicate of your favourite lip gloss or balm, just in case you forget and get all pouty about it.

He started sleeping on the opposite side of his bed after he realised that you liked to sleep on the same side as he did.

Secretly dating Katsuki means that since no one knows you're dating, you had a few classmates ask you out or just straight-up shamelessly flirt with you, and Bakugou hates it, but what can he do without revealing that you’re dating?

“You’re totally jealous!”

“I am not.” Katsuki grumbled, holding your hand tightly as you walked down the halls towards your classroom. Katsuki was definitely jealous and annoyed at Denki and Minorou flirting with you, and you had to practically hold him back from murdering Hanta after he asked you out a few weeks ago. You always politely declined any advances or skilfully brushed off most of the flirting. It wasn’t like they knew, and if they did, they certainly wouldn’t do it again.

“Yeah, okay. Whatever you say, Suki.” You hummed softly, happy that you got to hold his hand as you headed for class, giving him a kiss on the cheek before making it to the door.

This was Katsuki’s way to shut them up and make them leave you alone, even though he was the one who had the bigger problem with it than you. He pushed open the door and headed inside, most of your classmates already seated and simply waiting for Aizawa Sensei to show up and begin the lesson. A few heads turned, a few ‘good mornings’ were said, mostly to you, but then their eyes travelled down to where Katsuki firmly held your hand in his, bringing you along with him across the room to your desks.

The small and simple action clearly making a statement.

You sat down and put your bag on your desk, but before you could turn around and start chatting to your friends, Katsuki pulled your chair leg, effortlessly dragging you over to his desk instead so that you would talk to him before Aizawa got here.

You rolled your eyes softly but ultimately gave in, wrapping your fingers over his and smiling, giving him a kiss on the cheek and talking to him for the rest of the morning.

Katsuki wasn’t going to announce your relationship like it was some event or some grand news that everyone needed to be informed of. But just the subtle gestures spoke loud words, you were taken.

Katsuki didn’t love the lack of privacy you had now; it was like everyone knew your business, but at least those extras would stop flirting with you.

A/n: Hello! I finally got back into writing agin, this is a little different from my typical works, but I just did it for fun when I got bored and thought some other people might also enjoy it 🫶🏽

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Secretly dating Denki Kaminari ⚡️ 💛

Synopsis: What it's like to be secretly dating Denki.

Genre: Headcannons + Drabbles

Wordcount: 1.8k

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Secretly dating Denki means sneaking in and out of his dorm room during crazy hours of the night so none of your classmates catch you.

And it means sacrificing your beauty sleep too.

But it’s all worth it.

Comfortable doesn’t even begin to describe this feeling. Snuggled up to your boyfriend, your head on his chest, his arms around you and legs tangled together under the blankets. Sure, Denki’s bedroom wasn’t as pretty as yours or tidy and clean, but his bedroom was way more comfortable. His blankets felt warmer, his mattress softer, and his pillows fluffier, and you had no idea why. If you could spend all day in here, you would, skipping classes and dinners just to stay like this. Denki had one hand wrapped around your waist, the other softly running through your hair, a small light on his bedside table lighting the room up in a golden glow within the darkness; outside, the stars were shining. It was around 11pm now, and you had been here for an hour or so, just lying together and occasionally talking.

“Your hair is always so soft.” Denki murmured as he kept running his fingers through it, perhaps messing it up a little, but he didn’t care. His yellow eyes gazed softly and landed on your peaceful face, eyes closed and smushed against his chest, small puffs of air leaving your lips. You were the most beautiful thing, and he’d never understand how he got so lucky to end up with you here.

“It’s called conditioner, baby.” You hummed back to him softly.

Baby. He loved when you called him that, made butterflies flutter in his stomach, and his knees go weak. Your sweet and soft voice, knowing that only you called him that. He hummed back in response to your words about products you used on your hair that made it soft.

“Maybe I’ll wash your hair with my things sometime.” You said softly, lifting your head up and instead resting your chin on his chest so you could see his face, his yellow hair messily fanned over his pillows.

“That sounds nice.” He said back to you, his lips curling into a smile as your hair sat a little awkwardly now on your head from how he had been running his hands through it; it was a little fluffy now, a little frizzy and messy, but you were still cute as ever. He chuckled softly before using his hand to fix it a little. He spoke again softly, chiming as he teased. “Maybe then I’ll have better hair.”

You rolled your eyes at him and his teasing.

“I’ll start using all your products until my hair is so damn soft you’ll be jealous.” He added, pulling his hand back from your hair and instead flicking his hair from his face dramatically.

You giggled softly and rolled your eyes before shifting and leaning up to him. “You’re such a dork.” You whispered just before connecting your lips with his and kissing him softly, his other arms wrapping around you and holding you close.

“But I’m your dork.” He whispered against your lips as he pulled away, but not for long before kissing you again as you both giggled softly into the kiss, the rest of the night melting away as you spent your time together until you had to sneak back to your own side of the dorms in the early hours of the morning.

Secretly dating Denki meant trying to look after each other during training without being suspicious.

It meant subtly protecting each other.

And you were always the one to look after him when he short-circuited.

“Denki!” You yelled, but it was too late before Katsuki had convinced him to use his full 3 million volts to beat the ‘villains’ team in the training drill, and you just barely managed to save yourself from being collateral. You did win, to be fair, but now you had a short-circuited Pikachu to take care of.

Denki walked around mindlessly, giving a thumbs up, his eyes dazed and head probably spinning whilst the others got off the training set. You walked over to him and put your hand on his shoulder, grabbing his hand with your other, stopping him from walking into random props.

“Denki…” you mumbled softly, though you couldn’t really scold him for it; he single-handedly won the training drill when the rest of your team couldn’t come up with a plan to win. You continued to help him not walk into walls or props as you guided him off the set and started heading back to where everyone else was. Denki suddenly lazily pushes at your hands, trying to stop you; confused, you let go of him.

“I…I ‘ve a…’irlfri...end…” He slurred and took an unbalanced step backwards, clearly not realising what was going on. You couldn't help but giggle softly at him.

“Yeah, I know, baby.” You said, knowing that none of your classmates were around to hear you call him baby. “I’m your girlfriend,” you reminded him.

Denki’s eyes widened a little, his lips still parted and drooling a little, very out of it from frying his brain. “Really?… But y...'re s'pretty.” He slurred.

“Thank you, Baby.”

“I’m so…lucky,” he reached forward and lazily put his arms over you, basically his whole weight in your arms. With a roll of your eyes, you gave his cheek a kiss before dragging him back over to the class and sitting down with him, his head resting on your shoulder, drooling on your uniform while he took some time to recover, and you looked down at him; no matter how frustrating he could be, he was such a cutie.

Secretly dating Denki includes taking chances and being risky because Denki is just too damn clingy all the time.

From sitting next to you at lunch, impossibly close, under the table his hand linked with yours.

Stealing quick kisses behind corners and when your friends look away for even a second, and almost getting caught many times.

Leaving hickeys on your neck that you have to cover up, and vice versa, or sometimes on other places where your hero outfit would typically reveal your skin there.

Honestly, sometimes forgetting why you keep this a secret in the first place because he wants to brag to his friends and be able to kiss you whenever he wants, be able to show off those hickeys.

Secretly dating Denki means knowing that no matter how much of a clown he can be and how much he leans into being a goofball, sometimes he just wants to feel appreciated and like he’s actually important and valued. Katsuki and his other friends sometimes go a bit too far, all in good fun, but sometimes he wishes they would notice the times when they would’ve lost if not for him, to acknowledge his skills and hard work too, not just his failures.

Those nights are often spent cuddled in his bed, or sometimes yours, and if he’s upset enough, he doesn’t even bother to wait until everyone else is asleep to head to the girls side of the dorm, and shows up at your door, and by his expression, you can tell what’s going on.

It’s dropping everything you're doing to look after him, lying in bed and running your hands through his hair. Sometimes he wants to talk about it; other times he just wants to hold you. Regardless, you always told him how strong he was and that even if he didn’t get the best grades, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t be a great hero.

It’s peppering his face in kisses until he can’t help but smile and laugh, even when you’re wearing lipstick or gloss and his face is covered in prints.

Sometimes it’s even skipping class the next day and playing sick just so you can stay in your room and spend time with each other until he’s feeling better.

And sometimes it means ripping his friends a new one with no explanation and leaving them fearing to fall asleep peacefully.

They usually don’t tease him for a while after that.

Secretly dating Denki means living with his impulsive decisions, no matter how crazy they are.

“Denki!” You yelled out with a chuckle as he dragged you out of the dorm building and into the front garden as the rain was pelting down, wet and cold and making you gasp. But he didn’t care. You tried to get inside before you got soaked, but he kept you with him, holding your waist tightly and spinning around as the rain soaked you both.

Rain falls down and drenches your clothes and hair, his too, and though you know you’ll end up cold later and needing to wash your hair, the large smile on his face was worth it. His lips pressed against yours as he held you by the waist, dipping you slightly as his wet hair dripped.

The sweet moment was quickly followed by him looking up at the sky and opening his mouth widely to catch the rain. He looked so silly, so dorky, but so happy, and he was all yours, and you loved him just the way he was.

Secretly dating Denki means that the secret didn’t last long.

Honestly, neither of you were trying too hard to hide it, but you managed a good 7 months before your friends caught you leaving his room and found out the truth.

Denki opened his door for you, letting you out at about 5am in the morning so you could make it back to the girls side of the building before anyone saw you. He leant in for one last kiss. “See you later?” He knew it wasn’t a question; he would be seeing you later in class and then again when you showed up tonight to come back to his room.

“Of course.” You said back to him, a smile on your lips as you pulled away, dressed in your pyjamas and holding just your phone, and you went to walk away, turning to start walking down the hall to the elevator when you saw them.

Katsuki, Eijiro, Mina, Hanta, and even Izuku were standing in the hall— well, Hanta and Mina were sitting down, both clearly tired as he rested his head on her shoulder, both of them about to fall asleep. They were already looking at you, like they were expecting it, and they had been. Your friends had grown suspicious, and Eijiro swore he’d seen you and Denki kissing a few weeks ago, Katsuki had seen you bother wandering about at 5am a few times, earlier then either of you claimed to wake up, so now they'd had a stakeout all night, just waiting to see if their suspicions were correct‚— and they were.

“Oh my goodness.” Izuku said, the others also picking up on it, their suspicions confirmed. Mina jumped up from the ground, leaving Hanta to fall over.

You were speechless for a moment before turning to Denki, who was confused, gesturing to your friends down the hall, to which he poked his head around the corner and saw them all there.

“I think the cat’s out of the bag.”

A/n: Secretly dating Denki Kaminari (Pls I need him) I tried to make the text yellow, like how Kacchan's was orange, but my brain broke and I decided to give up. I hope you enjoyed the Denki version of these head cannons, and thank you for reading 🫶🏽

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‘7 Hubrids Moved in with Me’ Update!!

It has been so long since I've made an update for '7 Hybrids Moved in with Me' (10 Months?! My goodness...)

To start off, I am so very sorry for leaving you all hanging after Chapter 19, especially after announcing plans for a total of 30 Chapters. And also, I'm okay! I've seen a few people ask me that. Yes, I'm doing well and perfectly fine. Life has been hectic in many ways, but I'm pushing through. (Those messages mean so much. I love you guys too 🫶🏽.)

My reasoning...

Since about Chapter 14, I wasn't really sure where the story was going. Honestly, I only really thought of the first five chapters story-wise and didn't think about where the story would go after that; most of it I made up on a whim. So for me, at some point I just felt really lost from both a writing side and also story-wise. I felt like I had cornered myself; nothing I wrote felt good or satisfying. I didn't know where to go with it or how to keep it interesting. But to really sum it up, I was burnt out and going through writer's block.

I did actually write up to Chapter 21 and reached almost 100k words in total, but every time I looked back on those chapters, I just wasn't happy with what I wrote and felt I was doing a disservice by posting it, so I didn't.

I do desperately want to finish this story; it means a lot to me, and also I see all the comments I get about it, and I understand that most of my followers are from this series. Part of me feels like I owe it to both you guys and myself.

So I am working on finding a way to finish it; it probably won't be those extra 11 chapters I planned at first, but we'll see.

That being said, I haven't started writing it again just yet.

Thank you, everyone, for all the support I've gotten on this series. (10k notes on old Tumblr, 84k reads on Wattpad.) Truly I do hope I can finish this off in a way that everyone can love and be proud of.

Now, if you follow me on Tumblr, you will see that I had been posting a few other things. I've gotten back into enjoying writing and have posted a few short things. Also, on my Tumblr is my link to other socials if you're interested. I post on Instagram and YouTube, and I own a jewellery/phone charm business on Etsy. Much appreciated if you take a look. Also, I interact a little more over there and post shorter pieces. I delve into other fandoms too, and I also just do general posts about my life (trying to branch into that too.) So if you ever want to know more about the author behind the works, head over there or even to my Instagram. I want to write more again, but I'm not pushing myself too far into the deep end again yet. I'm writing what's inspiring to me (taking some requests on Tumblr too) and thinking through the series I want to start a little more thoroughly, but overall making sure I'm actually enjoying it.

So again, thank you everyone for the support, the lovely messages, and just everything. It truly means so much to me, and I hope I'm able to write and post more this year. I hope you all have a lovely day or night and I’ll talk to you next time 💜

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Thank you ???

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Secretly dating Katsuki Bakugou 💥 🧡

Sypnosis: What it's like to be secretly dating Bakugou Katsuki

Genre: Headcannons + Drabbles

Wordcount: 1.7k

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Secretly dating Katsuki means he’s keeping you a secret like his life depends on it. For him it’s because he doesn’t think it’s anyone’s business; he doesn’t want people to know about his weakness, which is you, and he’d never want to put you in trouble because of your relationship. Not that he couldn’t save you.

It means sometimes you get a little insecure about it; you don’t doubt that Katsuki loves you, but sometimes you wonder if he’s hiding you because he’s embarrassed about dating you, but those thoughts are quickly removed the moment he gets you alone and refuses to let go of you, burying his head into your neck and holding you tightly, whispering about how much he loves you and needs you.

Secretly dating Katsuki means that you’re his sweet spot in every meaning of the word. While he keeps up his tough and unbothered demeanour around you when with his friends, he would never yell at you like he does with them or give you somewhat insulting nicknames like he did with them. If anyone paid enough attention, it was painfully obvious how, when he looked at you, his eyes softened; he listened to every word that left your mouth and never spoke over you, even sometimes yelling at others for ignoring you.

Secretly dating Katsuki is him coming into your dorm room as soon as classes are done, just to collapse on top of you, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your chest, lying around and avoiding the extras. He doesn’t even need a reason for it; that’s just his way of decompressing after hero training all day.

“Hey, Suki.” You perk up as your door opened and closed, your pomeranian boyfriend coming inside, now dressed in casual clothes, walking over to you on your bed and just falling down onto you with his full weight, arms wrapping around your waist and head buried in your chest.

“Hey, sweetheart.” He murmured, getting comfortable for the next few hours until you’d both have to go get dinner.

You chuckle softly, abandoning your phone even though you were halfway through a message to Mina, and instead your hands found their way to his blonde spikes, hands running through his fluffy hair like it was an automatic reaction.

Katsuki didn’t speak for a while; he just liked holding you, relaxing with you like this. As much as he enjoyed training and getting stronger, it left him drained at the end of the day, and rather than hanging out like the others downstairs, he just wanted you, wanted to be with his favourite girl.

“Long day?” You asked him softly, your hands still running through his hair gently, his face unable to be seen. Usually when Katsuki was quiet like now, he had a long day and was just exhausted.

He grumbled into your chest but didn’t really answer your question, not in words at least, but you knew your guess was right.

With a smile on your lips you sat up just enough to crane your neck and kiss his hair before lying down and getting comfy, reaching over and turning off the lights, figuring a nice afternoon nap would be a great idea for both of you. Even though you weren’t tired when Katsuki came in, in fact you were about to start studying, but you much preferred cuddling with your adorable, grumpy boyfriend.

Secretly dating Katsuki means early morning training together. He won’t go easy on you, because he knows you’re strong, and going easy wouldn’t help you get better. So then what would even be the point? But he’s also careful enough to not hurt you or forget that he’s fighting his girlfriend and not some villain or lousy extra, or Deku.

Secretly dating Katsuki means dragging him along with you to the mall or markets, pulling him along as you go from store to store, window shopping, and looking at things that are far outside your budget.

“Ooo, this is pretty!” You exclaim, holding up a nice-looking top you had spotted after entering the shops, letting go of Katsuki's hands to hold it up and looking it over before turning to him to see what he thought.

Katsuki wouldn’t admit it, but he almost enjoyed following you around, watching you perk up when you saw something you liked.

“Looks great, sweetheart.” He said, looking at the top but more focused on the loss of your hand in his, that subtle physical contact that he needed. Reaching out, he wrapped an arm around your waist instead since your hands were holding the top.

You walked around a little more before deciding you couldn’t leave the top behind, even if it wasn’t the smartest financial decision to purchase it, Katsuki, walking beside you, with his hand on your waist the whole time.

“Just this one, dear?” Asked the older lady behind the counter as she took the top from you, fumbling around to find the tag and scan it.

“Yes, that’s all.” You said with a smile, reaching down to grab your purse as she scanned the tag and took out a paper bag and started folding it up. You took your card out to pay for the top, but before you could, Katsuki used his card and paid for it instead.

Turning to look at him, he didn’t even give you a glance, putting his card back in his wallet like it was nothing.

“Such a kind gentleman.” The older lady said, folding up the receipt and putting it in the bag too.

“Yeah, he is.” You said softly before kissing his cheek, watching his face grow a little pinker and a small smile spread on his lips. You thanked the lady and took the bag before heading out of the store, Katsuki pressing a kiss to your forehead as you did.

You bought—Katsuki paid for— a few more things, some hair ties, and another top, and then on your way out, you spotted a fried chicken shop.

“Suki, let’s get lunch.” You said, immediately pulling him over because now you’d seen the food; you were hungry, and your stomach started rumbling, but Katsuki didn’t protest.

“I want…the number 7.” You said, looking up at the board with concentration, eyes scanning over each option before settling on number 7.

Katsuki hummed before sending you off. You found a table to sit down at, not offering to pay for your food, just knowing he would if earlier event o the day said anything, and he wanted to. At this point you were used to it. You found a seat amongst the others, and thankfully it wasn’t too full, and Katsuki didn’t take long to get the food and make his way over to you, sitting down across from you as you moved your bags around.

“Tch, spending all my damn money.” Katsuki mumbled, though there was no malice in his words, and he would happily spend every penny in his bank account on you.

“Yeah, but you love me though.” You replied, leaning over the table and kissing his cheek with a smile.

“I definitely do.”

Secretly dating Katsuki means the shenanigans of you stealing his clothes, his shirts, hoodies, and sometimes a pair of sweatpants too. Usually to sleep in, sometimes when you’re just having a day in. Half the time he doesn’t even know where it’s gone; he’ll spend hours searching for his shirt that goes with his pants, eventually giving up and wearing a different outfit. When he comes downstairs, he’ll see you in the lounge part of the dormitories, sitting with the others, in his shirt, the one he’d spent ages looking for. And he can’t even say anything, not in the moment, otherwise he’ll give you both away.

He grumbled and complained about you always stealing his things, but secretly he loves that you wear his clothes so much.

Secretly dating Katsuki means he’s learned to adapt to being your boyfriend in the smallest of ways.

You're always needing a hair tie or scrunchy at the most inconvenient times, so now he always keeps one around his wrist, and no one asks him about it, not after he chewed out Denki and Hanta and threatened them when they asked. 

He carries around a duplicate of your favourite lip gloss or balm, just in case you forget and get all pouty about it.

He started sleeping on the opposite side of his bed after he realised that you liked to sleep on the same side as he did.

Secretly dating Katsuki means that since no one knows you're dating, you had a few classmates ask you out or just straight-up shamelessly flirt with you, and Bakugou hates it, but what can he do without revealing that you’re dating?

“You’re totally jealous!”

“I am not.” Katsuki grumbled, holding your hand tightly as you walked down the halls towards your classroom. Katsuki was definitely jealous and annoyed at Denki and Minorou flirting with you, and you had to practically hold him back from murdering Hanta after he asked you out a few weeks ago. You always politely declined any advances or skilfully brushed off most of the flirting. It wasn’t like they knew, and if they did, they certainly wouldn’t do it again.

“Yeah, okay. Whatever you say, Suki.” You hummed softly, happy that you got to hold his hand as you headed for class, giving him a kiss on the cheek before making it to the door.

This was Katsuki’s way to shut them up and make them leave you alone, even though he was the one who had the bigger problem with it than you. He pushed open the door and headed inside, most of your classmates already seated and simply waiting for Aizawa Sensei to show up and begin the lesson. A few heads turned, a few ‘good mornings’ were said, mostly to you, but then their eyes travelled down to where Katsuki firmly held your hand in his, bringing you along with him across the room to your desks.

The small and simple action clearly making a statement.

You sat down and put your bag on your desk, but before you could turn around and start chatting to your friends, Katsuki pulled your chair leg, effortlessly dragging you over to his desk instead so that you would talk to him before Aizawa got here.

You rolled your eyes softly but ultimately gave in, wrapping your fingers over his and smiling, giving him a kiss on the cheek and talking to him for the rest of the morning.

Katsuki wasn’t going to announce your relationship like it was some event or some grand news that everyone needed to be informed of. But just the subtle gestures spoke loud words, you were taken.

Katsuki didn’t love the lack of privacy you had now; it was like everyone knew your business, but at least those extras would stop flirting with you.

A/n: Hello! I finally got back into writing agin, this is a little different from my typical works, but I just did it for fun when I got bored and thought some other people might also enjoy it 🫶🏽

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Secretly dating Denki Kaminari ⚡️ 💛

Synopsis: What it's like to be secretly dating Denki.

Genre: Headcannons + Drabbles

Wordcount: 1.8k

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Secretly dating Denki means sneaking in and out of his dorm room during crazy hours of the night so none of your classmates catch you.

And it means sacrificing your beauty sleep too.

But it’s all worth it.

Comfortable doesn’t even begin to describe this feeling. Snuggled up to your boyfriend, your head on his chest, his arms around you and legs tangled together under the blankets. Sure, Denki’s bedroom wasn’t as pretty as yours or tidy and clean, but his bedroom was way more comfortable. His blankets felt warmer, his mattress softer, and his pillows fluffier, and you had no idea why. If you could spend all day in here, you would, skipping classes and dinners just to stay like this. Denki had one hand wrapped around your waist, the other softly running through your hair, a small light on his bedside table lighting the room up in a golden glow within the darkness; outside, the stars were shining. It was around 11pm now, and you had been here for an hour or so, just lying together and occasionally talking.

“Your hair is always so soft.” Denki murmured as he kept running his fingers through it, perhaps messing it up a little, but he didn’t care. His yellow eyes gazed softly and landed on your peaceful face, eyes closed and smushed against his chest, small puffs of air leaving your lips. You were the most beautiful thing, and he’d never understand how he got so lucky to end up with you here.

“It’s called conditioner, baby.” You hummed back to him softly.

Baby. He loved when you called him that, made butterflies flutter in his stomach, and his knees go weak. Your sweet and soft voice, knowing that only you called him that. He hummed back in response to your words about products you used on your hair that made it soft.

“Maybe I’ll wash your hair with my things sometime.” You said softly, lifting your head up and instead resting your chin on his chest so you could see his face, his yellow hair messily fanned over his pillows.

“That sounds nice.” He said back to you, his lips curling into a smile as your hair sat a little awkwardly now on your head from how he had been running his hands through it; it was a little fluffy now, a little frizzy and messy, but you were still cute as ever. He chuckled softly before using his hand to fix it a little. He spoke again softly, chiming as he teased. “Maybe then I’ll have better hair.”

You rolled your eyes at him and his teasing.

“I’ll start using all your products until my hair is so damn soft you’ll be jealous.” He added, pulling his hand back from your hair and instead flicking his hair from his face dramatically.

You giggled softly and rolled your eyes before shifting and leaning up to him. “You’re such a dork.” You whispered just before connecting your lips with his and kissing him softly, his other arms wrapping around you and holding you close.

“But I’m your dork.” He whispered against your lips as he pulled away, but not for long before kissing you again as you both giggled softly into the kiss, the rest of the night melting away as you spent your time together until you had to sneak back to your own side of the dorms in the early hours of the morning.

Secretly dating Denki meant trying to look after each other during training without being suspicious.

It meant subtly protecting each other.

And you were always the one to look after him when he short-circuited.

“Denki!” You yelled, but it was too late before Katsuki had convinced him to use his full 3 million volts to beat the ‘villains’ team in the training drill, and you just barely managed to save yourself from being collateral. You did win, to be fair, but now you had a short-circuited Pikachu to take care of.

Denki walked around mindlessly, giving a thumbs up, his eyes dazed and head probably spinning whilst the others got off the training set. You walked over to him and put your hand on his shoulder, grabbing his hand with your other, stopping him from walking into random props.

“Denki…” you mumbled softly, though you couldn’t really scold him for it; he single-handedly won the training drill when the rest of your team couldn’t come up with a plan to win. You continued to help him not walk into walls or props as you guided him off the set and started heading back to where everyone else was. Denki suddenly lazily pushes at your hands, trying to stop you; confused, you let go of him.

“I…I ‘ve a…’irlfri...end…” He slurred and took an unbalanced step backwards, clearly not realising what was going on. You couldn't help but giggle softly at him.

“Yeah, I know, baby.” You said, knowing that none of your classmates were around to hear you call him baby. “I’m your girlfriend,” you reminded him.

Denki’s eyes widened a little, his lips still parted and drooling a little, very out of it from frying his brain. “Really?… But y...'re s'pretty.” He slurred.

“Thank you, Baby.”

“I’m so…lucky,” he reached forward and lazily put his arms over you, basically his whole weight in your arms. With a roll of your eyes, you gave his cheek a kiss before dragging him back over to the class and sitting down with him, his head resting on your shoulder, drooling on your uniform while he took some time to recover, and you looked down at him; no matter how frustrating he could be, he was such a cutie.

Secretly dating Denki includes taking chances and being risky because Denki is just too damn clingy all the time.

From sitting next to you at lunch, impossibly close, under the table his hand linked with yours.

Stealing quick kisses behind corners and when your friends look away for even a second, and almost getting caught many times.

Leaving hickeys on your neck that you have to cover up, and vice versa, or sometimes on other places where your hero outfit would typically reveal your skin there.

Honestly, sometimes forgetting why you keep this a secret in the first place because he wants to brag to his friends and be able to kiss you whenever he wants, be able to show off those hickeys.

Secretly dating Denki means knowing that no matter how much of a clown he can be and how much he leans into being a goofball, sometimes he just wants to feel appreciated and like he’s actually important and valued. Katsuki and his other friends sometimes go a bit too far, all in good fun, but sometimes he wishes they would notice the times when they would’ve lost if not for him, to acknowledge his skills and hard work too, not just his failures.

Those nights are often spent cuddled in his bed, or sometimes yours, and if he’s upset enough, he doesn’t even bother to wait until everyone else is asleep to head to the girls side of the dorm, and shows up at your door, and by his expression, you can tell what’s going on.

It’s dropping everything you're doing to look after him, lying in bed and running your hands through his hair. Sometimes he wants to talk about it; other times he just wants to hold you. Regardless, you always told him how strong he was and that even if he didn’t get the best grades, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t be a great hero.

It’s peppering his face in kisses until he can’t help but smile and laugh, even when you’re wearing lipstick or gloss and his face is covered in prints.

Sometimes it’s even skipping class the next day and playing sick just so you can stay in your room and spend time with each other until he’s feeling better.

And sometimes it means ripping his friends a new one with no explanation and leaving them fearing to fall asleep peacefully.

They usually don’t tease him for a while after that.

Secretly dating Denki means living with his impulsive decisions, no matter how crazy they are.

“Denki!” You yelled out with a chuckle as he dragged you out of the dorm building and into the front garden as the rain was pelting down, wet and cold and making you gasp. But he didn’t care. You tried to get inside before you got soaked, but he kept you with him, holding your waist tightly and spinning around as the rain soaked you both.

Rain falls down and drenches your clothes and hair, his too, and though you know you’ll end up cold later and needing to wash your hair, the large smile on his face was worth it. His lips pressed against yours as he held you by the waist, dipping you slightly as his wet hair dripped.

The sweet moment was quickly followed by him looking up at the sky and opening his mouth widely to catch the rain. He looked so silly, so dorky, but so happy, and he was all yours, and you loved him just the way he was.

Secretly dating Denki means that the secret didn’t last long.

Honestly, neither of you were trying too hard to hide it, but you managed a good 7 months before your friends caught you leaving his room and found out the truth.

Denki opened his door for you, letting you out at about 5am in the morning so you could make it back to the girls side of the building before anyone saw you. He leant in for one last kiss. “See you later?” He knew it wasn’t a question; he would be seeing you later in class and then again when you showed up tonight to come back to his room.

“Of course.” You said back to him, a smile on your lips as you pulled away, dressed in your pyjamas and holding just your phone, and you went to walk away, turning to start walking down the hall to the elevator when you saw them.

Katsuki, Eijiro, Mina, Hanta, and even Izuku were standing in the hall— well, Hanta and Mina were sitting down, both clearly tired as he rested his head on her shoulder, both of them about to fall asleep. They were already looking at you, like they were expecting it, and they had been. Your friends had grown suspicious, and Eijiro swore he’d seen you and Denki kissing a few weeks ago, Katsuki had seen you bother wandering about at 5am a few times, earlier then either of you claimed to wake up, so now they'd had a stakeout all night, just waiting to see if their suspicions were correct‚— and they were.

“Oh my goodness.” Izuku said, the others also picking up on it, their suspicions confirmed. Mina jumped up from the ground, leaving Hanta to fall over.

You were speechless for a moment before turning to Denki, who was confused, gesturing to your friends down the hall, to which he poked his head around the corner and saw them all there.

“I think the cat’s out of the bag.”

A/n: Secretly dating Denki Kaminari (Pls I need him) I tried to make the text yellow, like how Kacchan's was orange, but my brain broke and I decided to give up. I hope you enjoyed the Denki version of these head cannons, and thank you for reading 🫶🏽

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Secretly dating Katsuki Bakugou 💥 🧡

Sypnosis: What it's like to be secretly dating Bakugou Katsuki

Genre: Headcannons + Drabbles

Wordcount: 1.7k

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Secretly dating Katsuki means he’s keeping you a secret like his life depends on it. For him it’s because he doesn’t think it’s anyone’s business; he doesn’t want people to know about his weakness, which is you, and he’d never want to put you in trouble because of your relationship. Not that he couldn’t save you.

It means sometimes you get a little insecure about it; you don’t doubt that Katsuki loves you, but sometimes you wonder if he’s hiding you because he’s embarrassed about dating you, but those thoughts are quickly removed the moment he gets you alone and refuses to let go of you, burying his head into your neck and holding you tightly, whispering about how much he loves you and needs you.

Secretly dating Katsuki means that you’re his sweet spot in every meaning of the word. While he keeps up his tough and unbothered demeanour around you when with his friends, he would never yell at you like he does with them or give you somewhat insulting nicknames like he did with them. If anyone paid enough attention, it was painfully obvious how, when he looked at you, his eyes softened; he listened to every word that left your mouth and never spoke over you, even sometimes yelling at others for ignoring you.

Secretly dating Katsuki is him coming into your dorm room as soon as classes are done, just to collapse on top of you, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your chest, lying around and avoiding the extras. He doesn’t even need a reason for it; that’s just his way of decompressing after hero training all day.

“Hey, Suki.” You perk up as your door opened and closed, your pomeranian boyfriend coming inside, now dressed in casual clothes, walking over to you on your bed and just falling down onto you with his full weight, arms wrapping around your waist and head buried in your chest.

“Hey, sweetheart.” He murmured, getting comfortable for the next few hours until you’d both have to go get dinner.

You chuckle softly, abandoning your phone even though you were halfway through a message to Mina, and instead your hands found their way to his blonde spikes, hands running through his fluffy hair like it was an automatic reaction.

Katsuki didn’t speak for a while; he just liked holding you, relaxing with you like this. As much as he enjoyed training and getting stronger, it left him drained at the end of the day, and rather than hanging out like the others downstairs, he just wanted you, wanted to be with his favourite girl.

“Long day?” You asked him softly, your hands still running through his hair gently, his face unable to be seen. Usually when Katsuki was quiet like now, he had a long day and was just exhausted.

He grumbled into your chest but didn’t really answer your question, not in words at least, but you knew your guess was right.

With a smile on your lips you sat up just enough to crane your neck and kiss his hair before lying down and getting comfy, reaching over and turning off the lights, figuring a nice afternoon nap would be a great idea for both of you. Even though you weren’t tired when Katsuki came in, in fact you were about to start studying, but you much preferred cuddling with your adorable, grumpy boyfriend.

Secretly dating Katsuki means early morning training together. He won’t go easy on you, because he knows you’re strong, and going easy wouldn’t help you get better. So then what would even be the point? But he’s also careful enough to not hurt you or forget that he’s fighting his girlfriend and not some villain or lousy extra, or Deku.

Secretly dating Katsuki means dragging him along with you to the mall or markets, pulling him along as you go from store to store, window shopping, and looking at things that are far outside your budget.

“Ooo, this is pretty!” You exclaim, holding up a nice-looking top you had spotted after entering the shops, letting go of Katsuki's hands to hold it up and looking it over before turning to him to see what he thought.

Katsuki wouldn’t admit it, but he almost enjoyed following you around, watching you perk up when you saw something you liked.

“Looks great, sweetheart.” He said, looking at the top but more focused on the loss of your hand in his, that subtle physical contact that he needed. Reaching out, he wrapped an arm around your waist instead since your hands were holding the top.

You walked around a little more before deciding you couldn’t leave the top behind, even if it wasn’t the smartest financial decision to purchase it, Katsuki, walking beside you, with his hand on your waist the whole time.

“Just this one, dear?” Asked the older lady behind the counter as she took the top from you, fumbling around to find the tag and scan it.

“Yes, that’s all.” You said with a smile, reaching down to grab your purse as she scanned the tag and took out a paper bag and started folding it up. You took your card out to pay for the top, but before you could, Katsuki used his card and paid for it instead.

Turning to look at him, he didn’t even give you a glance, putting his card back in his wallet like it was nothing.

“Such a kind gentleman.” The older lady said, folding up the receipt and putting it in the bag too.

“Yeah, he is.” You said softly before kissing his cheek, watching his face grow a little pinker and a small smile spread on his lips. You thanked the lady and took the bag before heading out of the store, Katsuki pressing a kiss to your forehead as you did.

You bought—Katsuki paid for— a few more things, some hair ties, and another top, and then on your way out, you spotted a fried chicken shop.

“Suki, let’s get lunch.” You said, immediately pulling him over because now you’d seen the food; you were hungry, and your stomach started rumbling, but Katsuki didn’t protest.

“I want…the number 7.” You said, looking up at the board with concentration, eyes scanning over each option before settling on number 7.

Katsuki hummed before sending you off. You found a table to sit down at, not offering to pay for your food, just knowing he would if earlier event o the day said anything, and he wanted to. At this point you were used to it. You found a seat amongst the others, and thankfully it wasn’t too full, and Katsuki didn’t take long to get the food and make his way over to you, sitting down across from you as you moved your bags around.

“Tch, spending all my damn money.” Katsuki mumbled, though there was no malice in his words, and he would happily spend every penny in his bank account on you.

“Yeah, but you love me though.” You replied, leaning over the table and kissing his cheek with a smile.

“I definitely do.”

Secretly dating Katsuki means the shenanigans of you stealing his clothes, his shirts, hoodies, and sometimes a pair of sweatpants too. Usually to sleep in, sometimes when you’re just having a day in. Half the time he doesn’t even know where it’s gone; he’ll spend hours searching for his shirt that goes with his pants, eventually giving up and wearing a different outfit. When he comes downstairs, he’ll see you in the lounge part of the dormitories, sitting with the others, in his shirt, the one he’d spent ages looking for. And he can’t even say anything, not in the moment, otherwise he’ll give you both away.

He grumbled and complained about you always stealing his things, but secretly he loves that you wear his clothes so much.

Secretly dating Katsuki means he’s learned to adapt to being your boyfriend in the smallest of ways.

You're always needing a hair tie or scrunchy at the most inconvenient times, so now he always keeps one around his wrist, and no one asks him about it, not after he chewed out Denki and Hanta and threatened them when they asked. 

He carries around a duplicate of your favourite lip gloss or balm, just in case you forget and get all pouty about it.

He started sleeping on the opposite side of his bed after he realised that you liked to sleep on the same side as he did.

Secretly dating Katsuki means that since no one knows you're dating, you had a few classmates ask you out or just straight-up shamelessly flirt with you, and Bakugou hates it, but what can he do without revealing that you’re dating?

“You’re totally jealous!”

“I am not.” Katsuki grumbled, holding your hand tightly as you walked down the halls towards your classroom. Katsuki was definitely jealous and annoyed at Denki and Minorou flirting with you, and you had to practically hold him back from murdering Hanta after he asked you out a few weeks ago. You always politely declined any advances or skilfully brushed off most of the flirting. It wasn’t like they knew, and if they did, they certainly wouldn’t do it again.

“Yeah, okay. Whatever you say, Suki.” You hummed softly, happy that you got to hold his hand as you headed for class, giving him a kiss on the cheek before making it to the door.

This was Katsuki’s way to shut them up and make them leave you alone, even though he was the one who had the bigger problem with it than you. He pushed open the door and headed inside, most of your classmates already seated and simply waiting for Aizawa Sensei to show up and begin the lesson. A few heads turned, a few ‘good mornings’ were said, mostly to you, but then their eyes travelled down to where Katsuki firmly held your hand in his, bringing you along with him across the room to your desks.

The small and simple action clearly making a statement.

You sat down and put your bag on your desk, but before you could turn around and start chatting to your friends, Katsuki pulled your chair leg, effortlessly dragging you over to his desk instead so that you would talk to him before Aizawa got here.

You rolled your eyes softly but ultimately gave in, wrapping your fingers over his and smiling, giving him a kiss on the cheek and talking to him for the rest of the morning.

Katsuki wasn’t going to announce your relationship like it was some event or some grand news that everyone needed to be informed of. But just the subtle gestures spoke loud words, you were taken.

Katsuki didn’t love the lack of privacy you had now; it was like everyone knew your business, but at least those extras would stop flirting with you.

A/n: Hello! I finally got back into writing agin, this is a little different from my typical works, but I just did it for fun when I got bored and thought some other people might also enjoy it 🫶🏽

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Having a hard day, sweetheart? Is your heart feeling heavy and tired? Come here—let me hug you softly, love you quietly, until everything feels a little lighter again.

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The way we ended it, you know it makes me sick. How two people once could be so in love. Now we never talk.

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WARNING do NOT start reading books and comics or watching movies or looking at art!!! you will start wanting to create art yourself. or god forbid. writing.