#Bnha x gn reader

[paranomainia]

⤥ ♮♮♭ ― ❛ tenya iida is the most gentle man on the planet with you

from day one, you just know he's your prince charming. the gentleness in how he holds any part of you from your hands to your thighs, it's always so gentle and loving. each kiss is feather light and leaves you feeling warm like the sun is shining on your bare skin and yet leaves you craving more. it's almost contradictory with how physically built he is.

everything about him seems sharp and rough but not in a bad boy way. rough like trying to cut a square into a perfect circle, angled. like nothing he can do is smooth or fluid but with you, everything is. walking with him to lunch or to class is almost like a dance, his hand holding yours just enough to keep you close but loose enough to let you pull away if you want.

but you could never want to pull away.

[lokalblackie]

Imagine y2k earthy black reader just walking into class late. Their uniform altered and their tatties + piercings out on full display.

Imagine y2k earthy black reader getting scolded by all their teachers except Midnight, who applauds their style and sense of creativity.

Imagine y2k earthy black reader sitting down at the lunch table with the Baku-squad casually, as if they were oblivious to all the awestruck stares the students around were giving them. Whether they wore pants or a skirt, they looked incredibly sexy.

Imagine y2k earthy black reader during physical training, their sexy self wiping the floor with their classmates, barely breaking a sweat because "Sweating is for the weak". Don't you know how long it took to look and smell that good?

Imagine y2k earthy black reader getting a particularly high grade for a test they claimed to not have study for. "It's not my fault I'm this smart," they'd smirk confidently as Kaminari leans his head on their shoulder, sulking silently at his own results.

Imagine y2k earthy black reader inviting the class to their crib. Their home was absolutely stunning, like a place you'd find in a Pintrest post. Their room was just the embodiment of their personality perfectly. Posters, figurines, framed photos, other cool shit proud on display and don't get me started on that gamer station...

Yee.

[zouofzouey]

Horror Movie with the Boyfriend | Bakugou Katsuki x GN! Reader

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This was supposed to be more Halloween themed, but other than a few mentions it doesn't really count.

But hey, cracked this out in like two hours.

Not proofread, but it shouldn't be too bad.

TW: Slightly suggestive at the end

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"It's not that bad."

"Yes it is!" Y/n slapped his shoulder, "I'm gonna have a heart attack!"

Bakugou let out a deep sigh, "You're such a baby."

"Yeah, yeah... let's just choose a different movie."

"No."

"Yes."

Both e/c and crimson eyes locked, with a quick glance to the remote and back, they clambered over each other trying to get it.

Y/n leaned to grab it, but Bakugou snatched it faster.

"Give it!" The h/c haired student rose to their feet, barely touching the remote.

"No way! We're not watching one of your stupid romance movies again!"

"Katsuki." They did a small jump to make a fast grab, but the blond simply lifted it higher over his head.

"C'mon! I don't want to shit myself!"

"It's Halloween, you have to watch horror."

"Says who!?"

"Me, dipshit."

After another hop or two, Y/n still didn't have the remote, "Tsuki!"

"Don't 'Tsuki' me! I'm not watching your stupid rom-coms!"

"Pleeeeaaaassseeee..."

"No."

Y/n wrapped their arms around his waist and planted their chin in the center of his chest.

"C'mon... please?"

A faint red spread over his face, Y/n could feel his heart rate pick up a bit.

"Don't fucking trick me, I'm not watching it." His lips twitched a smidgen, almost going into a snarl, "Don't think that your little charms will work on me, dipshit."

A wide grin stretched out on Y/n's face, "Then why's your face so red?"

He turned his head away, "That's beside the point."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah-- SHIT!" The speedy vault caused him to tip over. His back hit the fluffy couch beneath the pair.

Y/n landed on top of his chest, they appropriated the remote and switch the horror movie off and turned the channel to the romance variety.

"Fuck you."

"We can do that later."

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[niki-phoria]

pairing: izuku x gn!cat hybrid!reader genre: fluff word count: 447

a/n: feel like i kinda lost it at the end there lmao

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“and your claws, they’re retractable? like a real cat?”

you nod lazily, stretching out your fingers to demonstrate. izuku gasps excitedly, returning to scribble down in his notebook. izuku taking notes like this has become an almost daily occurrence. he’ll walk over with his notebook in hand and a million questions running through his mind, eager to ask about aspects of your quirk that have become second nature to you.

as much as you love izuku and his questions, you’d much rather be laying comfortably in his arms than answering his inquiries. “and-”

“izu,” you interrupt, gently pulling his chair back. you move his arm out of the way and move to sit on his lap, curling your tail around his body. izuku blushes but doesn’t stop you. you lean down to nuzzle into his neck, comfortably relaxing into him. hesitantly, izuku rests his hands on the sides of the chair. he’s careful not to touch you too much, though you’re sure he knows you wouldn’t mind. “let’s stay like this.”

“okay.”

you’re falling asleep when izuku speaks again. his voice is barely a whisper. “y/n, i’ve been thinking…” your ear twitches, your silent way of showing you’re listening. “i think i like you. like like you.” you pause for a second before gently lifting your head, pulling back to look at izuku. he’s looking down, hands fidgeting at your sides as his face is flushed, more so than usual.

“i like you too.” izuku’s big green eyes look up to meet yours, blinking a few times.

“really?”

you nod, leaning down to see him better. “really.”

izuku has always been pretty. his eyes captivated you when you saw him for the first time. his freckles frame his face perfectly. you’ve known him for years, but in the past few months you’ve found yourself staring at his lips the most. they’re pink and soft despite his absentminded lip biting. you’ve had dreams of what it would feel like to kiss him. you think back to the years you’ve spent holding yourself back. now, you can’t help yourself. “can i kiss you?”

“are-are you sure? i mean, you want to kiss me?”

“izu, i’ve liked you for years. loved you for years. of course i’m sure.” izuku blushes before he nods. you lean down and press your lips to his. it’s everything-and nothing-like you imagined. his lips are softer than they look. he’s obviously inexperienced, like you expected. he lets you take total control.

when he pulls away he’s still blushing but he doesn’t look embarrassed. “i love you too.” he whispers. “i’ve wanted to tell you that for years, but, i didn’t think you’d feel the same.”

“can i call you mine?”

“only if i can be yours.”

you bite back a smile, leaning down to press a kiss to izuku’s nose. “you always have been.”

[archer-fb]

@sorrowfulrosebud okay so... I accidentally deleted your ask but here it is bbg for omega denki

Omega!denki who is obsessed with taking your clothes and wearing them all the time

Omega!denki who "sneakily" takes your clothes and used sheets for his best (you know he does it)

Omega!denki who demands you scent him every single time you see him and doesn't take no for an answer

Omega!denki who is scared to spend a heat with you, scared he will do something embarrassing and saying something to gross you out

Omega!denki who ends up grinding on your pillows when his heat hits him early, you find him rutting into your pillow whimpering your name

Omega!denki who begs you to stuff him full and breed him, all he wants is to to feel full

Omega!denki who post heat just wants you to stay longer with him in his nest, he wants his nest to have you in it forever

I made this quick and I quite like it, enjoy lovelys

[teabreakpancakes]

Kinktober: Day Thirty-One

Fuck You Dumb (Dom Yo Shindo x GN Reader)

overstim, corruption kink, fingerfucking!

The soft thrum of his fingers reverberated throughout your body, sending spikes of pleasure up your spine. He watches you struggle to keep your moans in, cherry red blush dusting your soft cheeks. He chuckles, nibbling on the supple skin of your neck.

His fingers dug into all the right spots—never relenting. His smile is oddly sultry yet sweet, hiding the miniscule amount of sadism his eyes held.

It fueled so much to taint you, to see your cute little body quiver like a feather under his touch. His greed only increased the more time he spent toying with your sensitive body.

He'd engrave the very image of you in his head, never to forget the image of you grinding down on his hand, begging him to be more gentle. Every single time he'd graze your sensitive areas, you'd cry out so cutely due to overstimulation, only for your body to beg for more pleasure.

"Little one~ you keep asking me to stop but your body says otherwise~" he cooed mockingly, wiping away the tear trailing down your cheek. "Y, Yo-kun, s, stop 'ts too sensitive" you whimpered, digging your nails into his firm arms.

The brunette could only smile at you, still continuing to prod at your sensitive insides. His already dark eyes gazed at you with such fondness and affection, you could almost forget that he was torturing your insides.

[trashland-llamas]

I Think We’re Alone Now

Prompt; they fall asleep on you

Katsuki, Eijirou & Izuku x GN! Reader (separately)

Written in 2nd person

Gn reader

Katsuki

Bakugou liked when you ran your hand down his spine, lightly over every duvet. It made him feel oddly delicate. Releasing long drawn sighs as his blonde hair brushed your neck. It’s the only time he feels truly safe with the quiet. He doesn’t have to run or fight for his life. He also doesn’t have to put up face for anyone when he’s alone with you, half asleep. His little snores just as loud as you’d expect. ‘Good night Bakugou,’ maneuvering to lay your head on top of his. Wrapping your arms around his waist, closing your eyes, and placing a kiss on the crown of his head.

Eijirou

Kirishima loved to talk your ear off with anything and everything. To the butterfly that fluttered outside the window during Aizawa’s class to the dog that stole a random’s ice cream during patrol. He genuinely loved life and all that it encompassed. If there was someone he wanted to share it with, it’d be you. Always the rock to his rampant seas. Running out of steam eventually, he tiredly laid his head on your shoulder. Taking your fingers to fidget with, twisting the rings on and off. ‘T’anks for listening.’ Kissing his cheek, you got him to lay down. Kirishima resting his head on your stomach. ‘Sweet dreams my little rambler.’

Izuku

Deku could never wait for movie nights to come sooner in the week. Going to a local Redbox next to the corner store. Taking y’all’s sweet time to pick out a handful of titles. Piling up on your two’s favorite snacks, knowing it’ll turn into an all nighter. It always does. Deku at first would keep his comments to himself, thinking his mumbles weren’t that noticeable. But over time with encouragement, he’d point out all the plot holes and inconsistencies. His head laying against your lap as your cascaded your fingers through his hair. These nights a reward in and of themselves, a quick reprieve from your two’s busy schedules. ‘Oh, has the critic fallen asleep?’

‘S’comfy,’ is all he murmurs in response, placing a kiss on your knee.

‘It’s alright love, sleep well,’ turning off the tv, you rest your head against the back of the sofa.

[thelightbringer-themorningstar]

Listen, is it my impression, or do the people that write for My Hero Academia have a harder time tagging the gender of their characters? What the hell? I've been reading imagines almost every day for the past year and something, and I barely had any problems with works not being tagged properly until I started reading bnha x reader stuff.

For comparison, I have all the female tags blocked, in as many variations as I could think of, for Genshin Impact, Haikyuu, and BNHA, and while I come across a lot of works tagged with female reader, they're tagged like female reader! I can't even see what the piece is about unless I click on it because the tags are used properly, and I just blocked it all. Even on works that don't have a header with the details of the piece, the reader is commonly gender neutral or their gender is not even mentioned and in the situations I did come across a "she/her" slip up, that's what it looked like: a slip up. Didn't seem intentional.

But even though I have everything relating to female reader blocked on my My Hero Academia tags, I still come across lots of untagged pieces that feel like they were made to be female reader and the writer just didn't tag it right. It's so often in fact that I feel unmotivated to keep reading even though I've been rewatching the whole thing.

I've only started reading for BNHA recently, so if anyone has a similar or different experience, let me know, I can't be going crazy. Also, if you have any recommendations for Gn!reader or Male!reader pieces/writers, I'd love to have it.

[montyslibrary]

THE KIDS ARE GONNA BE ALRIGHT ┊ AIZAWA SHOUTA

tags: GN reader (called 'Sensei'), coworkers to lovers, reader is a UA teacher (quirk science), single parent aizawa (adopted eri), some workplace shenanigans, meddling kids (class 2A + B), mutual pining, fluff + angst, learning difficulties, mental health (alluded PTSD), getting together, post war arc (heavily implied spoilers ahead), first kisses + making out, suggestive content + heavy themes, HAPPY + HOPEFUL END

wc: 19k

excerpt:

Embarrassment sours your expression; it feels like you’ve swallowed the sun. “It’s not like that,” you insist, laughing nervously. Your gaze settles on a heart sticker Eri pasted on the desk. An old coffee stain has blurred the colour, cheap ink smeared into the wood. Your fingers come away stained pink.

“Young love is exciting! There’s no shame in it. You can be honest with us. With me,” Yagi’s large hand comes down on your shoulder to give a reassuring pat. “I may be old but I’m not that dense. I think”.

“You’re hardly old, Yagi-san. You’re only fifty”.

Yagi chuckles in that signature All Might fashion, a blush glowing bright on his cheekbones. “Thank you. But that is beside the point,” he says. The laughter mellows into a contemplative hum and you fidget while he watches you closely, warmly, “���It’s just, Aizawa seems a bit more alive when you’re around”.

READ ON TUMBLR HERE ┋ READ ON AO3 HERE

[averys-place]

Does anyone wanna do a fic swap? Like we both send a request to eachother? Idk if that makes any sense but I thought it’d be a cool idea!

- Atlas

[reveseke]

Brain dump Nomu AU BNHA — MHA

What if Nomu AU ? Like just think , a kid from 1A gets kidnapped and turned into a Nomu , but they still are more aware of the things they are doing than other nomus like the ultimate one that could talk ? Neo doesn't remember what it was called , too long ago watched the show lol .

And like the nomued kid is brought back and takes a liking to reader and few others ? He was to be killed in sight first , but readers like no bitch he 's not that bad lemme show you . And it just cuts to the nomued kid working along side the reader bc trust is hot ~~ 🔥 lmao

And like the R is perceived as quirkless even if he has a quirk that relates to potion making and more on memory which is not that practical in a fight , but still . Just think about the nomued kid waltzing around him and his work and trying to help him out bc curious as fuck for the Nomu side and really mundane to the original side .

( As neo perceived the nomued characters to have two sides , one from the former original form lets say Bakugo and the Nomu side that formed after they were made . Like a subconscious feral mind or dual mind type of Shizt ? But instead of having one be in control all the time or over powering it' s just co-existing there and gives the original form a change to be in charge which allows bakugo to be himself in Nomu form and resist the Nomu mind unlike the normal nomus that only have the nomu mind going at it )

Now neo knows that this has been on multiple occasion , at least to his memory he can remember reading a fancition about nomu! Reader & nomu! Hawks leaving those to the imagination tho lmao , but with a own twist in it it could end up being pretty fun to dance around as a concept . Nep will most likely do Nomu AU headcanons later lol .

Y'know what's not hot tho , the fact that this brought pick me girls and the stupid clam hand clapping into xes mind and now he is suffering ~ ✓

12.26.2022

[kacchans-waifu]

mornings with katsuki are pretty mundane, to say the least.

he’s a morning person. you were not. the both of you knew that from the day you started dating.

as a morning person, he always has an early morning alarm on the days he has work. rarely is it any time close to when he has to clock in. he’ll try to turn his alarm off as quickly as possible as to not wake you, and it almost never works. as he shifts in bed, you stir awake.

“sorry,” he mumbles as he carefully raises himself out of bed.

you stay in bed while he starts getting ready for his morning workout. the streets are pretty empty around this time, so he’ll just take a run around the neighborhood. he takes a shower when he comes back and starts on breakfast.

it’s at this point you start to get out of bed, lured into the kitchen by the sound of food sizzling. you come to find katsuki standing in front of the stove, topless.

“good morning,” you greet, half asleep.

“morning. you hungry?”

“yeah…” from behind him, you wrap your arms around his waist and rest your head on his back. “you should always walk around like this.”

katsuki chuckles. “you think so?” you hum in response. he finds you so cute when you’re barely awake. well, he always finds you cute. “go sit down, I’m almost done.”

you obey and in a matter of minutes are presented a fabulous plate of food. you thank him and he places a kiss on your temple as a silent “your welcome.” he then ruffles you hair and tells you to “wake your ass up.”

mornings with katsuki are pretty mundane, but never are they not sweet.

[cyberesc]

IN THE PALM OF HIS HAND.

pairing: Prohero!Bakugo x Prohero!Reader

synopsis: After every mission, Katsuki makes it a habit of checking you for injuries. It’s a routine that’s as comforting as it is embarrassing, especially when your friends start to get the wrong idea.

rating: fluff

The hum of the city buzzed in the background as you and the rest of your team made your way back to the agency. The mission had been a success—minimal collateral damage, civilians unharmed, and the villain apprehended. But the moment you stepped through the doors of the agency’s lobby, you knew what was coming.

Katsuki Bakugou, your ever-determined longtime friend, was already making his way toward you, his gaze sharp and focused. You barely had time to greet the others before Katsuki was in front of you, his eyes scanning you up and down like he was searching for something.

“Kats, I’m fine,” you started to say, but it was no use.

Without a word, his hands reached out and cupped your face, his palms warm and calloused against your skin. He tilted your head gently, his thumbs brushing over your cheeks as he examined you for any signs of injury.

It was the same routine every time you finished a mission. No matter how minor or major, Katsuki always insisted on checking you over himself, making sure you hadn’t gotten hurt in the line of duty. It was sweet, in his own way, but it was also… a little embarrassing, especially when it happened in front of your friends.

“Seriously, I’m okay,” you mumbled, your cheeks heating up under his intense scrutiny.

“Just shut up and let me look,” he muttered back, his voice low but firm.

You sighed, knowing it was pointless to argue. Katsuki was nothing if not thorough. His red eyes flicked over your face, lingering on a small scrape on your forehead that you’d barely noticed.

“This,” he said, brushing his thumb lightly over the scrape, “looks like it needs disinfecting.”

“It’s just a scratch,” you protested weakly, though the concern in his eyes made your heart skip a beat.

“Doesn’t matter,” he replied, his tone brooking no argument. “You’re getting it cleaned up.”

By now, you were well aware that the rest of your team was watching. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Kirishima grinning like an idiot, Mina whispering something to Kaminari, and Sero trying—and failing—to suppress his smirk.

They’d all gotten it into their heads that you and Katsuki were more than just friends. It wasn’t hard to see why, what with the way he was always looking out for you, always making sure you were okay, but the truth was… well, the truth was you wouldn’t mind if they were right.

But Katsuki had never said anything to make you think he saw you as anything more than a teammate and a friend. Sure, he was protective, and sure, he got in your personal space a lot, but that was just how Katsuki was. He cared about the people in his life, even if he had a funny way of showing it.

“There,” Katsuki finally said, letting go of your face with a satisfied nod. “No other injuries?”

“Nope, that was it,” you replied, trying to keep your voice steady. “Good as new.”

“Hmph.” He gave you one last look, as if double-checking, before stepping back.

You exhaled in relief, glad to have your space back, even if you did miss the warmth of his hands. But before you could fully regain your composure, Mina was suddenly at your side, her arm slung around your shoulders as she grinned up at you.

“You two are just too cute,” she cooed, batting her eyelashes exaggeratedly. “Honestly, how long are you gonna keep us all in suspense?”

“Mina, come on,” you groaned, trying to brush her off, but she was relentless.

“What? It’s obvious! The way he looks at you, the way you let him fuss over you—” She glanced at Katsuki, who was glaring at her but not denying anything, “—you two are like a married couple already.”

“Shut it, Raccoon Eyes,” Katsuki snapped, crossing his arms over his chest. “Ain’t nobody asked for your commentary.”

“Oh, touche, touche,” Kaminari chimed in, winking at you. “C’mon, Y/N, you’ve got to admit, it’s kinda romantic.”

“Yeah,” Sero added with a grin. “You’ve got your very own knight in shining armor.”

You could feel your face heating up even more, and you shot a pleading look at Kirishima, hoping he might intervene. But Kirishima just laughed, clearly enjoying the show. “Hey, man, they’re not wrong! You two have some serious chemistry.”

Katsuki looked like he was about to explode, and you decided it was time to put an end to the teasing before it got out of hand. “Okay, okay, that’s enough!” you said, holding up your hands. “We’ve all had a long day, so let’s just… chill, alright?”

Mina pouted, but she finally relented, giving you a playful nudge. “Fine, fine. But don’t think you’re off the hook. We’re gonna keep an eye on you two.”

You rolled your eyes, grateful that the attention was finally off you, but when you glanced back at Katsuki, you found him staring at you, his expression unreadable.

You opened your mouth to say something—anything—to diffuse the tension, but Katsuki beat you to it.

“Next time, don’t get hurt,” he said, his voice gruff but soft enough that only you could hear. “Can’t stand seeing you like that.”

Your breath caught in your throat, and for a moment, all you could do was nod. There was something in his eyes, something vulnerable that made your heart ache.

“I’ll try,” you managed to say, your voice a little shakier than you’d like.

“Good.” He nodded, satisfied, before turning on his heel and heading toward the locker rooms. But before he disappeared, he glanced back over his shoulder, his gaze locking with yours. “Get that scrape cleaned up.”

You watched him go, your mind a whirlwind of emotions, and it wasn’t until Mina nudged you again that you realized you were still staring.

“See what I mean?” she whispered, winking. “Totally smitten.”

You groaned, covering your face with your hands, but the truth was, you didn’t mind as much as you pretended to. Because even if Katsuki’s habit of fussing over you was a little embarrassing, it was also the highlight of your day.

And maybe, just maybe, one day you’d find the courage to tell him how much those moments meant to you.

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[niki-phoria]

pairing: dabi x male!reader (one mention of he/him pronouns, could be read as gn) genre: fluff word count: 781

cw: blood, slight gore

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a/n: i’m so bad at ending fics 😭😭

dabi knows he shouldn’t be knocking on your door, especially at this hour, but he doesn’t know what else to do. he can feel the blisters on his skin against the fabric of his hero suit as he holds a hand against the cut on his side. he hopes there isn’t a trail of blood on the carpet lining the hallway, but he can’t bring himself to look. he’s about to knock again when your door swings open. 

“dabi!” you gasp when you see him. “what happened?” you wrap an arm around his waist, supporting him as you help him into your apartment. his blood is hot against your hand as he leans into your body. you slam the door shut, almost dragging him into your bathroom. 

the tile is cool against his body as he lays on the ground. “my arm,” he whispers. you pull his arm away from his chest, careful not to touch it directly. you rush to press a towel against his side. 

“when did this happen?” 

“couple minutes ago.” his words slur as you apply more pressure against the open wound. he winces, closing his eyes. “didn’t know where else to go.” 

“if this doesn’t stop bleeding soon, i’m calling an ambulance.” dabi nods, struggling to keep his eyes open. 

“‘m sorry.”

“no, don’t be.” you leave the bathroom for a few minutes, returning with a first aid kit and a few more towels. “you’ll need stitches.” shouto’s breathing only becomes more shallow as you prepare a needle and gauze. you throw the now bloodied towel to the side, pressing your fingers against the sides of the cut. “this is gonna hurt. a lot.” dabi forces his eyes open to meet yours, nodding. you bite your lip when you begin the first stitch. dabi yells out in pain before his consciousness finally gives out and he falls into darkness. 

when dabi wakes up, the warmth of your blankets are the first thing that registers. it encompasses his body like a hug. it’s a foreign feeling despite the many nights he’s spent laying in your bed next to you, feeling your body heat pressed against his. he’s wearing an old pair of his sweatpants, probably left haphazardly on your floor at some point. the stinging in his side remains, albeit dulled significantly. a bandage is wrapped tightly around his arm. the skin underneath doesn’t hurt anymore, something dabi is grateful for. 

slowly, he shifts, pushing to sit up. he groans, pressing a hand against his side. underneath the bandage he can feel a neat line of stitches. he pushes himself to stand on his feet, making his way toward the doorframe. the air chills his skin when he leaves the warmth of your blankets despite his already high body temperature. 

“doll?” he calls out. there’s a shuffling from further inside the apartment, followed by a ‘meow’. dabi chuckles, using the wall to support himself as he makes his way to your couch. your shared cat stands in the living room, blinking at him. dabi sits down on the couch, leaning back against the cushions. he sighs. his side burns from the pain but the feeling of your cat jumping onto the couch and curling up next to him makes it better. he pets her with a half-smile, running a hand along her back. “where’s your dad, hm?” your cat meows at him before stretching out against his thigh. 

dabi leans forwards to grab the tv remote, flipping through a few random news channels. the stories are nothing particularly interesting, consisting mainly of low level villains being caught and information dabi can’t bring himself to care about. he lets a random sitcom rerun play in the background as he leans back against the couch, letting his eyes fall shut as he chases a few more hours of sleep to pass the time.

the sound of your apartment door closing wakes dabi from his nap. “hey doll,” he calls. 

you gasp, setting your bags down and rushing to the couch. “dabi!” the man chuckles, holding his arm out. gently, you wrap your arms around him. “how are you feeling?”

“i’m alright.” you pull away from his chest, moving to check his bandages. 

“that was a hell of a cut,” you murmur. “what happened?” 

“just a fight.” his hand rests on your back as you move onto his arm, looking over the healing blisters. “thanks. for… taking care of me.” 

“of course. your side will be okay in a few weeks.” dabi hums, pulling you back into his arms to lean against his chest. “i love you.” 

“i love you too, doll.” dabi whispers, pressing a kiss to your forehead. 

[kumimi3]

₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ Pro-hero!Katsuki models for Calvin klein !! He’d be in those ads with the black nd white bg wearing nothing but one of calvin klein’s boxers while his ruby eyes stare intensely at the camera nd his abs are so prominent arghhhh bonus points when you model along with him! His hands would be on your waist while you look at him with ur doe eyes nd both of u are so close and intimate together in front of the camera the staffs were blushing so harddd ꒰♡˃̶̤́ ꒳ ˂̶̤̀ ꒱ when da lights flashed over u two, Katsuki placed a soft kiss on ur neck before whispering, “Hey, come with me. Let’s have some fun tonight, yeah?”

[frickingnerd]

getting glued to katsuki bakugou

pairing: katsuki bakugou x gn!reader

tags: suggestive, reader gets undressed in front of katsuki, mentions of mineta (it's all his fault), katsuki and reader are glued together by mineta's balls

you had no idea how the two had ended up in the situation!

one minute you were talking to kirishima about a new training routine in class, with katsuki arguing with mineta next to the two of you

and the next minute, mineta was throwing his sticky balls at katsuki, who bumped right into you

and now the two of you were glued together…

"you're too close–!!" katsuki groaned and tried to pull away from you, only to be pulled back by the sticky ball and bump right back into you

"don't move, you're tearing my uniform off–!!" you huffed back at him, your cheeks tainted red

you were holding onto his shirt, trying to not get too close to him and yet not too far away for your clothes to rip

"damn it…" katsuki turned away from you and you could swear there was a faint blush on his cheeks as well

"how long does that shit last, huh!?" he glared towards mineta

"a couple hours, maybe" was not the answer he was hoping for, but it was the one he got

"i'm not going to be glued to you for the next few hours! go take those clothes off, now!" katsuki huffed at you

"excuse you!?" you huffed right back at him. "i'm not getting undressed in front of you or anyone else!"

the arguing continued for a while. you weren't willing to take your shirt off, just so you wouldn't be stuck together anymore

and katsuki really didn't want to be stuck with you for any longer than necessary – especially since you were this close!

in the end, you ended up giving in

the two of you made your way towards the locker rooms, stumbling over each others feet on your way there, until katsuki groaned and picked you up, so you'd get there quicker

you made katsuki swear to close his eyes as you started to slip out of your shirt, squirming and causing him to groan annoyed, telling you to hurry up already

it felt like an eternity until you had finally taken the shirt off and slipped into your gym clothes

by the time you were fully dressed again, you turned around again, only to find katsuki looking at you

"katsuki–!!" you glared at the boy, who quickly turned away and pretended like he wasn't just watching you get undressed!