#Or Amajiki for that matter

[ayattomic]

Ayato Bakugo - UA [18]

- Third year, hangs out with Mirio, Amajiki & Nejire. Finds comfort in his friends slowly over the years, though reluctant to use his quirk he would if it means saving them from certain death. Mirio, able to make him laugh, but a genuine wholehearted belly laugh. Amajiki, for pulling each other out of their comfort zone, reaching out to others is neither's strongest suit. And Nejire for showing him how life doesn't have to be so serious, and to trust in himself more.

- Looks up to the 1A teacher Aizawa. Ayato finds a strong will and command easier to follow.

- Though he finds Present Mic way too energetic to be around for a long time he finds him tolerable and actually goes to him for advice.

- He would rather avoid Snipe, him being a long range hero and Ayato being a short range fighter he finds him almost indimidating.

- Doesn't mind Midnight and also goes to her if he needs clarification on topics, finds it interesting that she's so very outspoken and a little risky.

- Actual buddies with Vlad King, the only one he talks about his quirk to since his blood mapipulation isn't that much different.

- When the tird years are introduced Ayato helps class 1B. Actually preferring to stay away from 1A and his brother, but when they do train together he finds friendships in Shinso, Kirishima, Jiro & Midoriya.

- Doesn’t care much for All Might, since he’s not really there to become a hero. Doesn't exactly follow his ideals so rather ignores him from a distance.

- Does still help Recovery Girl with his quirk Atomic Reassembly only if Aizawa specifically asks him to, he doesn’t enjoy it and will go against the drain the whole time. Forms a friendship with Izuku Midoriya there anyways since they're both there often. Refuses to heal his brother Katsuki.

- Finds himself inferior to his classmates and not eager to show his quirk in action. Fights close combat with hands and prefers a sword when possible.

- Because of the UA tournament, his sword fighting skills and connection to Mirio he joins Nighteye’s agency.

- Devastated he couldn’t help Nighteye in the fight against Overhaul, but able to save Mirio in his dying wish. Has and will forever have nightmares about that day, though little Eri warms his heart, he supports and protects her.

[Villain verse: After Nighteye is gravely injured and is escorted out by Uraraka, Ayato knows he will not survive having seen the wound. It messes completely with his view, going into shock. Making him to turn to join and releases Overhaul in an attempt to continue to fully get rid of quirks.]

[yanderenightmare]

TW: nsfw, noncon, yandere, drugging

fem reader

Yanderes who keep you higher than a kite…

You can't even find the door, much less walk over and open it even if you did. 

Some yanderes do it simply for the practicality. You become so cute and sweet—harmless little bundle of dopey softness. Happy for munchables and all too pliant when he cuddles you. He could stay with you forever like that—in your matching hoodies. You’ll protest a bit, but not for long—you get too tired and then you even start to like it. Nuzzling into him when he pulls you closer, small moans leaving you like the purrs of a sleepy kitten. That’s when his hand slips down into your panties. And all you do is croon so, so, so softly. You don’t even know what you’re doing anymore, so high you’ve become pure base instincts. Rubbing your ass back against his bulge as he rubs your clit—the two of you in a cozy spoon. 

Other yanderes do it more for their own sadistic enjoyment. Likes seeing you stumble around like a little kid after too many carrousel rides. Likes how easy it becomes to overpower you—all your struggles degraded into but cute play fighting. He can even laugh and feign defeat with you, falling into a complete laughing fit because all your hits are like the cute slaps of a declawed kitten. You tucker yourself out all too quickly for it to matter anyway. You just end up needing to lay yourself down. You're so cute his heart swells and stomach flutters, needing to kiss your little face. You’ll whine but have no more strength to fend him off—even as he pulls your panties off and starts playing with you down there with a grin on his face.

Some yanderes do it for both reasons.

♡ BNHA – Denki, Shigaraki, Dabi, Hawks, Shinso, Natsuo, Amajiki ♡ JJK – Sukuna, Mahito, Toji, Gojo, Geto ♡ HQ – Kuro, Kenma, Bokuto, Miya twins, Suna, Tendou ♡ CSM – Denji, Aki, Yoshida ♡ BLLK – Reo, Nagi, Bachira, Ego ♡ DS – Zenitsu, Doma

♡ FEM x M INSERT masterlist ♡ GN x M INSERT masterlist

[mytheoristavenue]

Shy Makeouts with Your Fav!

Summary: You initiate a makeout as a confession and he's just putty in your hands!

Warnings: Just fluffy stuff, makeouts, sub!character, dom!reader, gn!reader

"H-Hold on..." He said, staring up at you shyly. He'd always had the softest spot for you and no matter how confident he could be, no matter how resilient- he never could tell you no. That's what had him sitting on his own bedroom floor with you in his lap, kissing down his jaw without any shame for knowing neither had confessed yet.

"Sh-Shouldn't we talk about this first...?" He asked weakly, swallowing thickly as his head rolled to the side to give you more room. This felt so taboo, and yet he had no intent to stop it. "Hey..." He shuddered while your lips brushed his throat, but his palms stayed planted on the floor.

He could never pinpoint what it was about you that made him so shy. Maybe it was you dazzling smile or the mischievous glint your eyes would have when you had an idea that would get him in trouble. Kinda like right now. You were smirking at him for above, peppering his face with kisses, giggling at his blushed cheeks and furrowed brows.

"I'm seriou- ahh..." He sighed, melting when your lips brushed the shell of his ear. Your playful giggle rang in his ears as he tried to muster the willpower to stop you, to make you talk things out with him. "W-Wait, please-" He begged, trembling under your touch, but his arms betrayed him, pulling you closer instead of pushing you away. "Just talk to me, you know I hate it when you get all cryptic..."

"What would you like me to say, big guy?" You finally mused, breath hot on his ear.

"That you like me...?" He confessed with red cheeks. "T-That you keep kissing on me because you want be my..." He didn't have the heart to finish his thought, the embarrassment becoming too much to bare.

"Oh, but I do like you..." You smirk deviously. "And I do want to be whatever it is you want me to be." You didn't miss how his infectious, dopey grin cracked across his face at your confirmation. "There's that cute smile..." You giggled, settling back into his lap as he melted against your touch like butter in a pan. "Now, where where we?"

Mezo Shoji, Fumikage Tokoyami, Mashirao Ojiro, Eijiro Kirishima, Tamaki Amajiki, Izuku Midoryia, Tenya Iida, Hanta Sero, Shoto Todoroki, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Juzo Honenuki, Shihai Kuroiro, Iguro Obanai, Inosuke Hashibura, Tanjiro Kamado, Gyomei Himejima, Tomioka Giyuu, God Usopp, Roronoa Zoro, Vinsoke Sanji, Cyborg Franky, Portgas D. Ace, Spirit Albarn, Soul Evans, and whoever else you'd like!

I hope you guys like this format! I wont be doing this like this all the time, but I thought it might be a way to give yall something when I'm away for a few days at a time!

[noyasmashing]

I believe sperm retention is good for men's health so that's the plot line. We are always so kind and gentle with Tamaki(Amajiki) but today we want to test how good of a boy he truly is. We tell him that today he isn't allowed to cum at all and if he succeeds we will be so proud of him, but if he fails he will get his first punishment. Hope he's a good boy :(

Can we get hcs pretty please? *Bats my pretty lashes*

★ NOT AT ALL. tamaki!

• warning: Tamaki Amajiki + gn!dom reader, edging, praise, lots of dirty talk, mentions of punishments and spanking.

• author note: no proof read for this one 😔 sorry for being so inactive, once I’m not traveling so much I promise I’ll be able to post more often.

Tamaki's stomach would doing flips at the thought of surrendering his pleasure, a concept he'd never experienced before. He does the most to obey your demands, even if it meant embarrassing himself. But this was the first time he'd been asked to give up his own pleasure, and it left him distraught. His face would be contorted in a mixture of pouts and whimpers, his eyes welling up with tears as he clutched at your hips in desperation.

Initially, Tamaki would likely protest vehemently, as the idea of sperm retention obviously a punishment. However, if you insisted, he would have no choice to obey you. Despite the struggle it would be for him, the thought of you having full control over whether he can climax or not is a major turn on for him. The possibility of receiving praise if he does manage to succeed adds to the excitement. Let alone the idea of you being proud of him is enough to prevent him from ejaculating, no matter how much he desires to do so.

Alternatively, he might not be able to contain his orgasm and ends up coming all over his sad little tummy :( Even though he might find pleasure in the punishment you administer, he would feel extremely guilty. He would immediately break down in tears, whimpering and apologizing for his actions, promising to be a good boy. However, deep down, he enjoys the idea of defiance and rough treatment, as long as he ends up being your good boy by the end of the night. Though the punishment wouldn't be overly harsh, he would take it with equanimity, counting each spank and murmuring "sorry" and "thank you" in between.

"Have you gotten way too spoiled?" you asked, your voice warm and gentle as your finger continued to caress the fabric of his clothes, tracing the outline of his cock.

The shy boy shook his head, still avoiding eye contact. "Have you gotten… pretty spoiled?" you asked, your tone softening as you drew a little closer to him.

His ears flushed a deeper crimson as he nodded almost imperceptibly, the slightest movement betraying his admission. "Yeah?" you cooed, coaxing him to speak up, though he couldn’t find the courage to.

You exhaled a soft sigh, tracing the contours of his tip with your finger, moving at a torturously slow pace. "Do I need to be rougher with you?" you breathed, your question laced with a hint of curiosity.

His lip curled downward at the suggestion, and he subtly pushed into your hand, as if seeking more. "Meaner," he corrected, his voice barely above a whisper. "Do you want me to be meaner?"

This time, he nodded, his gaze locked on yours, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of desire and vulnerability as they seemed to glaze over and dilate. You leaned in closer, your voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Yeah?"

As shame began to dissipate, he nodded more resolutely, a soft "please" escaping his lips, his tone laced with a hint of desperation.

You leaned in, your voice low and husky, "Please, what?" as you settled onto his thighs, pinning him in place to prevent him from squirming away. He paused, his eyes cast downward, his face growing hotter by the second as he struggled to find the courage to speak his desires. The words finally emerged, hesitantly forced out: "Please...can...can we do more?" His hand slowly going to cover his face, as if trying to conceal the vulnerability that had taken over.

A soft chuckle escaped your lips as you gently pulled his hand away, forcing his teary gaze to meet yours. "No coming tonight, Tamaki," you stated firmly, your nails digging lightly into his wrist.

His face contorted in confusion, a pitiful puff of air escaping his lips as he whispered, "W-what?" His eyes searched yours, seeking clarity.

You leaned in closer, your voice taking on a calm, deliberate tone. "Let's see if you're really a good boy," you said, your hand drifting over his chest as you watched his expressive face cycle through a gamut of emotions. "You're not getting to cum tonight, understand?"

Tamaki's whiny voice cracked as he asked, "L-like... not at all?" His words were laced with a mixture of disappointment and longing.

“Like not at all.” repeated, your voice dripping with a warm, sadistic sweetness. "But don't worry, if you behave, I'll give you a very nice reward," you purred, leaning down to gently lick his pink nipple.

Tamaki let out a strained moan, struggling to find his voice. "And what if I...do?" he asked, his breathy words tumbling out as he gazed up at you with a pout.

You paused, weighing your options with deliberate slowness. "Then," you said, your tone turning stern, "I'll have to punish you."

Tamaki's whine was almost inaudible as he protested, "Why are you being so mean to me?" He sank deeper into the pillows, his face hidden from view as he sought to escape his embarrassment.

“I thought you asked me to be meaner to you, was I wrong?” you teased, slowly pulling down his clinging boxers to finally release his rigid cock. Tamaki's gaze dropped to his stomach, and he looked at himself with a mixture of self-pity and resignation as he anticipated the marathon of edging you had in store for him tonight.

A small, involuntary whimper escaped his lips as he lifted his gaze to yours, his clumpy lashes fluttering as he gazed up at you with pleading eyes. You grasped the base of his cock, and began to pump your fist in a slow, deliberate motion. Tamaki's hips twitched in response, and he watched with a pout as you let a droplet of saliva slide down the length of his shaft, making him squirm.

"Stay still for me, baby," you coaxed, your wrist moving in a slow, sensual arc as you reached the tenderest part of his cock. His hand clamped down on your wrist, his head thrown back in a moan of pleasure as you stroked his most sensitive spot.

"I-I...," he gasped, his words trailing off between ragged breaths, "I can't...I'm close."

Your pace slowed imperceptibly, and a soft coo of sympathy escaped your lips. "Ah, already? I see my words got you excited," you said, batting your lashes with a wicked smile. "Do you want to be punished?"

Tamaki's whine was like a protest, his hand reaching behind him to grasp the sheets as if seeking support. "N-no," he argued, his hips subtly buckling into your hand as if trying to pull away from the impending orgasm.

You let out a soft sigh, your hand trailing off to caress his sacs. Tamaki's tension eased, and he reached out with a hand, his fingers closing around yours in a gentle grasp. "Hold?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

You raised an eyebrow, a sly smile spreading across your face as you gazed at his blushing cheeks. "Oh, you want to hold my hand? How sweet," you teased, your tone dripping with amusement.

Tamaki's arm shot up to cover his face once more, but it didn't stay there for long. His hand quickly reasserted itself, gripping the sheets as if seeking grounding as you began to stroke him again. Beads of pre-cum formed on his length, trickling down his shaft like tiny rivers as you focused your movements on the pink, puffy tip.

As you continued to tease him, you posed the question aloud, more for the pleasure of watching him squirm than any genuine interest in his opinion. "What do you think would be a fitting punishment?" you mused, your grip on his base tightening as you felt his cock throb with desire at the very thought of it. "Should I deny you touch for a week?" You suggested, your voice low and husky, the words sending shivers down Tamaki's spine.

"No," Tamaki protested, his head shaking rapidly from side to side.

You pouted, your smile twisting into a wicked grin. "Oh, come now, don't be shy. A little spank might do you some good," you said, your voice dripping with sarcasm. "You might just turn bright red."

Tamaki's embarrassment began to dissipate, replaced by a growing sense of urgency as he felt his orgasm building. He was desperate to come, and the thought of being spanked only added to his arousal. His resolve crumbled, and he let out a strained "I'm getting close" as his hips bucked upward in search of relief.

As you withdrew your hand from his cock, Tamaki let out a soft moan, his body surrendering to the pleasure that had been building inside him. His face flushed with shame and excitement, he lay there, helpless and exposed, as the orgasm disappeared.

If you repeat this with him enough, you might just break him. The poor boys brain would dissolve into mush faster than you make think. His skin would be flushed, his chest heaving with ragged breaths, and tears streaming down his face. His thighs trembling with each touch, as if the physical sensation was too much to bear. The pain would be almost unbearable, yet his body would crave release more than anything.

If you spoke words of encouragement, all he would manage would be a numb nod, his mind consumed by the desperate desire to come. From that point on, there were only two paths open to him: succumb to the inevitable and let go, risking failure and the agony of delay; or grit his teeth and push through the pain, earning your praise and attention.

I believe he would be more likely to listen to you, no matter how bad it hurt. Solely because he enjoys being pampered more than anything. Any sort of torture is worth a cold shower with you. He would already be fantasizing about you scrubbing his back and telling him how proud you were of him, how he was yours, and only yours.

Oh, but I do think that if sperm retention became a habit, he might “accidentally” cum, just to see where it gets him.

[dynamightimagines]

Can you write some headcannons of Izuku, Katsuki, Denki, Kiri, and Tamaki Amajiki dating a reader whose quirk is basically her being a magical girl.

Hey hey! Sorry this one took a min! This is so cute I have just been so mf busy with work and everything in like (why is finding new health insurance so mf hard) Hope you like it!! headcannons under the tag!! (I'm switching canon a little around for a few to fit reader into the story!)

Izuku, Katsuki, Denki, Kirishima, and Tamaki with a magical girl! S/O!

Izuku Midoriya

The first time Deku had seen your quirk he was absolutely stunned.

You guys were doing the villain and hero scenario's and you had been partnered with Uraraka to stop Iida and Bakugou from taking the bomb

It was normal at first, until the bright light went off

At first Izuku thought it was Bakugou setting off a particularly big explosion, the white of the blast blinding the cameras they were watching the fight from

But as it dimmed he realized it was focused around you, and as it went away he realized why your hero costume at first was so basic

It had completely transformed, you now adorned in a cute (favorite color) outfit, complete with bows and a small staff now in your hands

You seemed to move faster, even with the complicated outfit you were dodging your enemies left and right, sending out blasts from the staff you now carried

Izuku desperately wished he had his journal right now. How did your entire outfit change? And the increase in your stamina and dexterity?

You were keeping up very well with your opponents, dodging Bakugou's blasts left and right and moving faster than Iida could reach you

You were able to keep them long enough for the timer to run out, signaling your win against the hero team

As soon as you got back to the meeting room you were flocked by everyone, all of them aweing over your new costume and how your quirk worked

Another bright flash was sent out and you were back into your normal clothes, fatigue now visibly apparent on your face

Deku offered to take you to the infirmary to rest since his trial was already done

He tried really hard, but he couldn't stop himself from throwing question after question at you, wondering how your quirk worked, its drawbacks, and what all you could do

You were happy to answer all of his questions, bashful at the idea of someone so interested in your quirk

This blossomed your friendship, and little did you know how far your relationship would go

Katsuki Bakugou

Everyone teased him for your relationship

How did he, the angriest and most volatile student in UA, get together with one of the most upbeat and sociable students?

He made everyone who knew swear up and down they'd never let it out that he was the one that fell for you first

When he first saw your quirk, he thought it was the most obnoxious thing in the world, bright lights and frills and a wand?

But the power you had, the strength and how well you wielded the quirk's possibilities was admirable

Your sociable personality bounced off of his brash one well, making you two a popular couple

He knew you could handle yourself, sitting back during training knowing you'd always kick your opponents ass

Plus, he found it absolutely hilarious to see hardened, scary villains get demolished by you in your adorable costume, like a doll beating down Godzilla

He will also never admit it, but he finds your outfit adorable

He swears it changes a little bit every now and then, morphing to your growing personality

No matter what, its a perfect personification of you, and he will never get tired of it!

Denki Kaminari

The first time Denki saw you in action he swears he died and went to heaven

We know this guy watches anime, so the fact that, right before his eyes, a beautiful magical girl is here, just for him?

Technically just for him, as you two were sparring and you were coming right at him with your staff at the ready

He didn't care if he got teased for the quickest knockout in today's class, the fact that you carried him back to the infirmary and waited for him to wake up is all he needed to see before he decided he loved you

He hits you with so many flirty comments, calling you magical and asking you if you could sweep him off his feet

Luckily for him, it worked, and you two began dating

He will never stop bragging about you, showing off your quirk and cuteness to everyone he meets, daring them to fight you just so he can see you kick their asses, and see their faces as they realize the adorable and seemingly harmless girl they dared to fight could probably send them to hell and back

If anyone makes fun of your quirk he's quick to defend you, threatening to fight whoever dares to be mean to you, even though he knows you can defend yourself

He will never get over your magical girl outfit, begging you to activate your quirk just so he can take pictures of you in it

He will beg Momo to make a replica of it so you can wear it even while not activating your quirk

You are his beautiful magical princess and he will always treat you as such!

Eijiro Kirishima

You two are such a power duo

you both are power houses in a fight, and when you're partnered you are practically unstoppable

Imagine trying to block Kirishima while you're in the back shooting blast after blast of pure power

Any opponent would be overwhelmed quite easily

If anyone doubts you because of how your quirk looks he is the first to defend you, telling whoever is being mean to you that you are probably much stronger than most macho looking guys out there

If anyone's words ever get to you and you start doubting yourself he makes sure to shower you in reassurances, telling you that despite how girly someone may think your quirk looks you are a beast on the battlefield

He would ask you to help him train, to shoot blast after blast at him to help him increase the durability of his hardening

You two are easily the most popular couple at UA, your guys' kindness and strength make everyone feel safe and appreciated

Tamaki Amajiki

Tamaki first noticed you when you got second place in that year's sports festival, just behind Mirio

Mirio quickly became your friend, so of course you became good friends with Nejire and Tamaki too!

You and Nejire became best friends first, two of the cutest girls in your year made you quite popular

Tamaki was very intimidated by you at first, your flashiness and power was enough to make anyone shy

But you were so nice! How could he not respond to you and hang out with you when you asked so politely, and made sure to make plans in calm places so he wouldn't be overwhelmed?

Plus Mirio loved you, so that was good enough reason for him to open up to you

You're definitely the 'leader' in the relationship, taking lead of plans and any interactions you guys had while you were out

"He asked for no pickles" type of dynamic

You thought his power was absolutely amazing, and you never failed to tell him so, even though it made him a blushing mess

You got lots of love letters, many boys and girls alike showed affection for you and it made Amajiki very self conscious

You always reassured him, promising you would never leave him for someone else

He loves you with all his might and he will never stop showing it to you

Can you tell I lost all writing capabilities and motivation half way through this LOL I love this prompt I just suck at keeping focused. Love ya!

[n1ght0f-nyx]

Pt 2- the birth

the mha boys holding their newborn for the first time

requested by @thrivingaintmything tags/warnings- pregnancy and childbirth, aged up (post-canon) nothing overly negative, super corny, this will probably be continued characters- izuku midoryria, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, denki kamanari, ejirio Kirishima, fumikage tokoyami, koji koda, mezo shoji, tamaki amajiki, hanta sero, tenya iida 

izuku midoryria

izuku’s hands shook slightly as he cradled the tiny bundle against his chest. The delivery had been long and exhausting, but he hadn’t left your side for a second. Now, as he stared down at his newborn, the reality of it all was still sinking in.

The baby made a small noise, and Izuku’s breath hitched. His instincts kicked in, and he adjusted his hold, gently rocking back and forth. “Hey, it’s okay,” he whispered, his voice soft but steady. He was tired—more exhausted than he’d ever been—but there was no room for that now.

He was already overthinking, cataloging every piece of advice he’d read about newborn care, every tip he’d received from friends. But when the baby settled against him, breathing evenly, he allowed himself a moment to just feel. His hand brushed over the baby’s head, a tiny smile playing on his lips.

“Welcome to the world,” he murmured, his heart full and his mind finally quiet.

katsuki bakugo

Bakugo was quieter than usual, his explosive energy tempered as he paced the room, rocking the newborn in his arms. It was strange, feeling something so small and fragile in his grasp, but he held them with a surprising gentleness, his movements careful and precise.

He hadn’t left your side since you went into labor, but now that the baby was here, he found himself even more on edge. Every sound the baby made, every shift in their tiny body, had him on high alert. It wasn’t fear—Bakugo didn’t do fear—it was more of an intense need to protect.

He refused to hand the baby off to anyone else, his jaw set in determination. When the baby fussed, he’d bounce them gently, muttering under his breath about how “stubborn” they were, but there was a softness in his voice that hadn’t been there before. When you looked at him, he’d grunt something about needing to be strong, for both of you, but the way he cradled the baby said everything his words couldn’t.

shoto todoroki

Shoto held his daughter with a steady hand, his eyes focused on her tiny face as she blinked up at him, her mismatched eyes—one blue, one the colour of yours—mirroring his own heterochromia. He sat beside your hospital bed, the room filled with the quiet sounds of her breathing and the steady beeping of the machines.

“She’s so small,” he murmured, mostly telling himself, his voice low and calm. He didn’t say much, but you could see the wheels turning in his head, a million thoughts running through his mind.

He was meticulous in how he held her, careful not to let his temperature fluctuate. You noticed how he glanced at the thermostat in the room more than once, making sure the temperature was perfect for her. It was just like him to worry about things like that.

When she started fussing, he didn’t panic. He gently rocked her, his movements precise, almost methodical, as he figured out what she needed. When she finally settled, he gave you a small nod, as if to say, “I’ve got this.”

There was no grand declaration of love or overwhelming emotion—just a quiet, unspoken resolve to do things right, to be the father she needed. As he cradled her, you could see the determination in his eyes, a promise that he would protect her, no matter what.

denki kamanari

Denki had always been the life of the party, the one with the jokes and the energy, but now, holding his newborn, he was struck silent. The delivery had been intense—he’d been a mix of excitement and nerves, trying to keep the mood light, but now all that energy had drained away, leaving only awe.

He stared down at the baby, a goofy smile spreading across his face. “Hey, little one,” he whispered, his voice almost reverent. He wiggled a finger near the baby’s tiny hand, and when the baby grasped it, Denki’s grin widened. “You’ve got a strong grip there. Just like your mom.”

As the baby squirmed, Denki rocked them gently, the reality of fatherhood sinking in. “I’m gonna be the best dad ever,” he promised quietly, his usual bravado tempered with genuine sincerity. 

Denki was a mix of exhaustion and excitement, his eyes wide with wonder as he held the baby close to his chest. “Look at this little spark,” he whispered his shit pun, his voice filled with awe. The baby was calm in his arms, tiny fingers gripping his shirt, and Denki couldn’t stop smiling.

He was clumsy at first, struggling to figure out how to hold the baby without feeling like he was going to drop them. But once he found his rhythm, he was all in, doting on the newborn with a tenderness that surprised even him.

When the baby cried, Denki’s initial reaction was panic—frantic searches through baby books and quick Google searches on his phone. But after a few trial-and-error attempts, he figured out how to soothe them, usually by softly humming a rhythmless tune he made up on the spot.

ejirio Kirishima

Kirishima was all nerves and excitement as he held his daughter, his hands surprisingly steady for someone who had been pacing the room only moments before. He looked down at her, a grin spreading across his face as she grabbed onto his finger with that weird strength that newborns often have

“Look at that grip,” he whispered, his voice full of awe. “She’s gonna be tough, just like her mom.”

Despite his usual upbeat nature, he was careful, his rough exterior softened as he cradled her in his arms. You noticed how his eyes flickered with concern every time she made a noise, ready to jump into action if she so much as whimpered.

When it came time to change her, he didn’t shy away, though his hands fumbled a bit with the tiny buttons and straps. “I’ve got this, I can do this,” he muttered under his breath, his face scrunched in concentration. It wasn’t perfect, but he managed, and when he was done, he looked up at you with a wide grin, proud of himself for getting it right.

His enthusiasm was infectious, and despite the exhaustion, you found yourself smiling along with him. There was no doubt in your mind that he was going to be a great dad—determined, loving, and always ready to tackle whatever came his way, just like he tackled everything else in life.

fumikage tokoyami

Tokoyami cradled the baby in his arms with a quiet reverence, his usually stoic face softened by the sight before him. The room was dimly lit, Dark Shadow hovering nearby, unusually subdued as it peered curiously at the newborn. Tokoyami glanced at the spirit and whispered, “Gently,” as if reminding both himself and his companion of the delicate life they now cared for.

He moved with careful precision, every action deliberate as he rocked the baby in a soothing rhythm. His usual brooding nature was still present, but there was a new lightness to him, as if the weight of fatherhood had given him a deeper sense of purpose.

When the baby cried, Tokoyami didn’t panic. He approached the situation with the same calm he brought to battle, analyzing what the baby needed and responding accordingly. Whether it was a feeding or a change, he handled it with a quiet efficiency. In the stillness of the night, he would hum low, calming melodies to the baby, his deep voice resonating through the room. He wasn’t one for grand gestures, but his actions spoke volumes.

koji koda

Koda was a bundle of nerves as he held the baby for the first time, his large hands surprisingly gentle around the tiny, delicate body. He had been quiet throughout the delivery, not out of lack of emotion, but because he was overwhelmed by the gravity of the moment.

Now, with the baby cradled against his chest, he was in awe. He didn’t say much, only murmuring soft reassurances, both to the baby and to himself. He was naturally nurturing, and it showed in the way he instinctively rocked the baby, his movements slow and deliberate.

He had always been a man of few words, and this moment was no different. He didn’t need to speak to express the overwhelming love and protectiveness he felt. It was there in the way he held her, so gently, as if she was the most precious thing in the world.

A small bird fluttered onto the windowsill of the room, chirping quietly. Koda glanced at it, then back at his daughter, his shy smile growing. He had always been more comfortable with animals, but as he sat there, he realized that he had never felt more at peace than he did now, holding his little girl.

When the baby fussed, he’d mumbled quiet, high-pitched words, the same way he did when talking to animals. It worked, the baby quieting as they settled against him. He wasn’t overly confident, but he was determined to be the best father he could be. He knew he had a lot to learn, but he approached it with the same gentle determination he brought to everything else in life.

Koda didn’t need to say it out loud—you could see it in his eyes, the quiet determination to be there for her, to protect her with all the strength he had.

mezo shoji

Shoji held his daughter carefully, all six of his tentacle arms prepared for anything with practised precision as he adjusted her swaddle, making sure she was comfortable. His eyes, usually so calm and composed, were filled with a quiet intensity as he looked down at her, taking in every detail of her tiny features.

He was a man of action, not words, and this moment was no different. He didn’t need to say anything to convey how much he cared—you could see it in the way he moved, the way he held her with such gentle strength.

She fussed a bit, her tiny fists waving in the air, and Shoji immediately shifted, one of his hands reaching out to gently rock her. His movements were smooth, almost instinctive, as if he had been preparing for this moment his entire life.

When she finally settled, he looked up at you, his eyes meeting yours. There was no need for words—the connection between the two of you, and now the three of you, was stronger than ever. He gave you a small nod, his way of saying, “We’re in this together.”

As he sat there, holding his daughter, Shoji couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. He knew that this was just the beginning, and he was ready for whatever challenges lay ahead.

tamaki amajiki

Tamaki was hesitant at first, his usual anxiety heightened by the sheer responsibility of holding their newborn. His hands trembled slightly as he adjusted the blanket around the baby, his expression a mix of awe and fear. “she's.. so small,” he murmured, more to himself than to you.

But despite his nerves, Tamaki was surprisingly capable. Once he got over the initial shock, he found himself falling into a rhythm, his natural sensitivity making him attuned to the baby’s needs. He wasn’t the most confident, but he was gentle and caring, always making sure the baby was comfortable.

Tamaki sat in the corner of the hospital room, his daughter cradled carefully in his arms. He was quiet, more so than usual, his eyes wide with a mixture of awe and fear. He had always been nervous, but this was a different kind of nervousness—a deep, bone-shaking fear of not being enough, of not knowing how to handle this new responsibility.

She was so small, so delicate, and he couldn’t help but feel like he was going to mess something up. His hands shook slightly as he held her, his mind racing with a thousand worries. Was she comfortable? Was she too warm? Too cold?

When she started to fuss, he froze, his heart pounding in his chest. He glanced at you, panic in his eyes, but you gave him a reassuring smile, reminding him that he wasn’t alone in this. Taking a deep breath, he gently rocked her, his movements hesitant at first but gradually becoming more confident as she began to settle.

Tamaki’s anxiety didn’t disappear, but as he sat there, holding his daughter, he felt a small spark of something else—something like hope. He wasn’t sure if he could do this, but he was determined to try, to be there for her in every way he could.

When she finally drifted off to sleep, Tamaki let out a shaky breath, relief washing over him. He looked up at you, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and determination. “I… I’ll do my best,” he whispered, you couldnt tell if he was promising you or himself, but it was still a promise

hanta sero

Sero was all grins as he held his daughter, his easygoing nature shining through even in this moment of overwhelming responsibility. He looked down at her, his eyes wide with wonder as she blinked up at him, her tiny hands grasping at the air.

“Hey there, little one,” he said softly, his voice filled with a mixture of excitement and disbelief. He still couldn’t quite believe that he was holding his daughter, that this tiny person was his.

He sat cross-legged on the floor beside your hospital bed, his daughter in his arms, gently rocking her as she slept. The usual grin was gone, replaced by a look of quiet focus. He hadn’t said much since she was born, too wrapped up in making sure she was okay.

You noticed how he kept things light, making little jokes to keep the mood relaxed.

“You’ve got her smile,” he commented, glancing up at you with a tired but genuine grin of his own. He shifted slightly, adjusting her in his arms so she was more comfortable.

Sero wasn’t one to overthink things—he just did what needed to be done. When she started to squirm, he didn’t panic, just adjusted his hold and softly whispered to her until she calmed down. It was natural, almost instinctive, the way he moved, his usual laid-back demeanor tempered with a new sense of purpose.

As the night wore on, you caught him humming softly to her, a quiet tune you recognized from when he used to sing to you. It wasn’t perfect, but it was real—just like him.

tenya iida 

Tenya had been the picture of control throughout the entire birth—focused, organized, and completely in command. But now, as he stood by the hospital bed, holding his newborn daughter, there was a hint of vulnerability in his eyes.

He was gentle, cradling her with an almost surprising tenderness given his usual precision. He looked down at her, and for a moment, the disciplined, determined hero you knew was replaced by a new father, unsure but filled with a quiet determination.

“She’s so small,” he said, his voice low, almost in awe. You saw him swallow hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he tried to keep his emotions in check.

He didn’t fumble—Tenya never fumbled—but there was a carefulness in his movements, as if he was afraid of doing something wrong. When she stirred and let out a small cry, he immediately began to soothe her, his hand gently rubbing her back as he whispered reassurances.

Throughout the night, Tenya was a constant presence, attentive and thorough. He checked on both you and the baby regularly, making sure everything was just right. There was no grand gesture, no sweeping declarations—just Tenya, being there, steady and reliable, just as he’d always been.

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Muscle Memory - Tamaki Amajiki x Reader

@nenes-numberonefan & @alienaiver because of the amnesia Quirk

Getting this kind of call will never get any easier, no matter who’s on the other side of it.

“There was an accident at work. Tamaki got hit-” “How bad is it?” You cut Mirio off, already grabbing your keys. “Where are you?”

“Hospital. He’s got a few bruises, nothing more, but he’s got hit with a quirk. Recovery girl is currently with him, but he’s talking and he’s fine, okay?”

“Okay,” you take a deep breath, fight against the quivering of your heart, “I’ll be there in five.”

-

Tamaki’s hiding under a blanket.

You crouch down, eyes on level with the tiny hole that he kept, no doubt to keep an eye on everything - especially the man that claims to be his best friend.

“Hey, Tamaki… You probably don’t know who I am, but Recovery Girl told me that you got hit with a quirk that made you forget a lot of stuff. I get that everything’s a little confusing right now, so me and Mirio are going to sit back a little and let you ask the questions, okay?”

It’s only when your back is turned that you can hear him rustling, whisper out the question that seems to be plaguing his mind.

“Who is she?” Tamaki asks. “Your girl,” Mirio explains simply.

“My… girlfriend?”

“Wife, actually,” you correct him, turning back with a fresh cup of water. “Quirk’s superhearing.”

He looks up at you as if he’s questioning the existence of the Universe - before realizing that you can see him and diving back under the covers.

-

Tamaki doesn’t know who you are - not really. He does not remember how you met or who confessed first - you - or who proposed - he did - but he’s drawn to you in a way he cannot explain. Which he tries to explain to you in minute detail while holding your hand in the car.

“I don’t know,” he repeats for the nth time, “But I feel safe with you.”

Mirio snorts from the driver’s seat, but you lean into him, glad that he’s open to it now.

Twenty-four hours of Amnesia, they predicted, when they discharged him.

It’s a bittersweet spectacle. Tamaki is painfully anxious on his best days, though exhaustion seems to ease his mind a little as he clings to you.

He doesn’t even register the wall of pictures in the living room, sinking into the mountain of pillows he insisted on when moving together. 

He’s asleep in seconds, leaving you awake and unsure. Are you allowed to cuddle him like you would if today was a normal day? Or should you stay away, let him set the pace?

-

There’s a difference between memory and muscle memory.

You’ve known about it, but knowing is not experiencing. 

And it’s an experience for sure, getting surprised by a sleep-walking Tamaki who pulls you from your desk with ease, carrying you back to bed.

“Can’t sleep without you,” he murmurs into your skin so you hold him close like you always do, amnesia or not.

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Oh, how precious they are, really. The flustered look on their face, the telltale signs of adoration that seem to surround them whenever they are in your presence. The shy men are truly gifts from the gods, angels on earth, butterfly kisses on your soul. Breathtaking and so cute.

It took forever for him to finally get enough courage and actually commit to a relationship with you. All because he was way too shy and inexperienced, and his heart was beating way too fast whenever your eyes would meet his own in that love stare of yours, so enticing and hypnotizing that he thought his brain would turn to mush. Frankly, his insecurities would also keep him away from you. How could you, a being so perfect and so kind, choose him ? Of course, this never kept him from daydreaming about you constantly. Your beautiful face, your lips, your hands wrapped around him, your blinding smile, your body… how ashamed he was of those inappropriate thoughts that made his whole face (and other places) heat up like a furnace. He was shy, sure, but definitely not innocent. All that was on in mind was you, you, you. When he wakes up with the sun and then late at night when he falls asleep under the moon, you’re everywhere. And yet whenever he tried to talk to you, he was becoming a stuttering mess and making a fool of himself. In his opinion he was quite the idiot, but to you he was utterly perfect.

How could you not fall for him ? Despite being shy and unsure of himself, he rises to any given occasion to comfort you in your lowest moments. Determination and love overcomes his anxiety, and when it comes to you and your honour, he always speaks with confidence and conviction. He would go on walks with you and listen to whatever is on your mind. He follows you around like a lost puppy, watching your every moves with interest, especially whenever you would cook something for the two of you. Wanna taste ? You would ask, and he happily obliged, wrapping his lips around the spoon you presented him and humming in delight at the flavours hitting his tongue, made with love.

All the anonymous — not so anonymous — handmade gifts he would make from scratch for you before you started dating were piling up in your room in a secluded space reserved just for the things he would give you. Needless to say, your genuine feelings for him as well as the flirtatious remarks you made every now and then — oh those teasing compliments that would make the tip of his ears heat up — finally coaxed him out of his shell.

And now that he finally got a taste of your lips and attention, he was done for. Does the nervousness ever goes away, even after months of a steady and healthy relationship with you ? No, not at all. But it’s different now. He knows he’s head over heels for you, and he knows you love him back. Which truly just unlocks a completely new side of him, one that is fully devoted to your happiness and pleasure, one that wants to try new things and go over his limits. This side of him gets flustered just as much, but he’s much more confident in his affection, more than willing to pleasure you and impress you in order to get your attention.

He puts all his attention in touching you and kissing you right, until you’re completely out of breath, putty in his hands, and weak in the knees. He actually has to hold you up in his strong hold so his mouth can keep chasing yours, otherwise you might melt in a puddle at his feet. Again. More. Kiss me more. His pleas never fall on deaf ears as you are always as eager as he is, and you kiss him more and more until he’s satisfied and your lips are puffy. The sparkles of admiration in his eyes seem to shine a little brighter every day that passes by, and his lips are always more eager to meet your own, no matter how shy he gets whenever you praise him and moan breathlessly in his ear. Yeah, it’s impossible not to fall for him.

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their favorite place to kiss you ; multiple bnha boys

summary: bnha boys and where they love kissing you most.

word count: 1.6k

includes: gn reader, katsuki bakugou, izuku midoriya, shouto todoroki, denki kaminari, eijirou kirishima, tamaki amajiki, keigo takami, touya todoroki, hanta sero, & tenya iida.

warnings: suggestive on dabi's part, but not really. its def sfw so no need to worry abt that. also a small amount of cussing.

katsuki bakugou

katsuki loves kissing your lips. he doesn't do anything "half-assed," as he'd say, and kisses to your lips are always full of affection towards you. whether it's a quick peck or a kiss that turns into a make-out sesh, there's always love and passion within katsuki's kisses.

when he kisses your lips the tension leaves from between his brows, the irritation that might've built throughout the day is leaking away, and all his focus is on you and your pretty, pretty lips

keigo takami

might sound odd, but keigo likes kissing your shoulders and back, specifically between your shoulder blades. after a long day of flying around and patrolling the streets of japan what he wants most is to come home to your shared apartment and into your warm arms. he'd tell you about his day, whether it was eventful or not-- he likes seeing you pay attention to him. you wonder aloud what it'd be like to fly around japan all day.

keigo kisses your shoulders and insists on some cheesy shit like, "baby you already know how to fly-- hell, y'flew into my heart and made it soar." you can't help but cringe and giggle at his dorkiness but he totally meant everything he said.

touya todoroki

touya can't get his mind off of the soft skin of your neck whenever you kiss. he feels the need to just sink his teeth in and show you how much you make him burn. it's not too often that he kisses your neck but when he does, he makes the most of it. he'll kiss every inch, from the top of your neck, near your jaw, all the way down to your collarbone.

if you ever ask touya why he likes kissing your neck he'll probably reply with something vague or suggestive. the real reason? he loves the smooth skin of your neck and loves feeling you warm at his touch, squirming when his lashes tickle a certain spot. this close to your chest, touya can feel your heartbeat get quicker and just loves it. no matter how tough a mission or how roughed up he got that day; if he gets to come back to base and indulge in you like this, every injury was worth it.

shouto todoroki

shouto, in his soft and loving moments (almost all his moments) will kiss the side of your head, right at your temple. he isn't the best at expressing himself, but he loves you more than anything and wants to take all your worries away. when shouto kisses your temple, he acts as if he's pulling all the negative thoughts from your head, trying his best to pull together his own thoughts and voice them against your temple, filling your head with his adoration for you.

bonus: the hand crusher likes kissing your hands. they're so beautiful to him and if he had to save one pair of hands from his "hand destroying curse" they'd be yours no doubt."

izuku midoriya

izuku's body is stacked with scars and freckles and he knows how they might make one insecure, but yours are so beautiful and empowering that he makes it an effort to kiss each one of your scars and moles/freckles/blemishes whenever you need it. except, to him, they not blemishes per se, more like your story. they say your moles are where your lover in your past life kissed you the most, i don't think izuku would genuinely believe that, but he still loves to kiss the moles scattered on your body saying something like, "i'll be yours in every life, love." and your scars, he knows all of their stories, he'll kiss them and comfort you, telling you how beautiful and strong they make you.

and if you reciprocate? kiss izuku's scars and freckles?? oh, he'll melt in your arms right then and there. you've sent him off to cloud nine. you'll physically see his soul ascend, he just becomes the happiest man alive.

tamaki amajiki

tamaki loves your cheeks, the plush skin of them always warm against his lips. the innocence of it just takes you out and makes you melt. the way he just takes your face in his hands and presses kisses to each of your cheeks. or when he kisses the middle of your cheek and pulls away to look at you, tracing the curve of your face.

even better when you're looking back at him with those pretty eyes of yours, full of affection. he'll get so flustered and shy, crumbling right at your feet.

hanta sero

hanta loves your lips too, even more so the corner of your lips. the little jerk likes to tease you, kissing the corner of your mouth until you get worked up about it. only then will he finally press a sweet kiss to your lips.

when you complain about hanta's teasing he'll laugh, kissing the edge of your lips once more. "so greedy, my love. good things come with patience." he thinks he's soo cool and wise but he's really just a lovable bully

hitoshi shinsou

in your presence alone, hitoshi is a different person. in those moments when it's just you two, hitoshi'll always have his face buried in your neck turning to kiss your jaw every once in a while. it started as a sleepy habit, he couldn't quite reach your lips, so he opted for your jaw. after that it became a normal habit

even if your jaw is farther than your lips when he's standing over you, he'll just lean down further to kiss it. or he'll tip your face up to his for him to smooch. and if you're taller than him? even better! he won't have to lean down, and if you're that much taller, he'll simply take your face in his hands and pull your face down to his.

eijirou kirishima

eijirou is the most supportive lover ever. this man will do quite literally anything to make sure you feel loved. he always finds himself kissing your stomach. might sound weird but when you guys are cuddled up somewhere and eijirou's head is resting on your torso he'll just start pressing a million kisses to your stomach out of nowhere, if you ask why he'll be like, "i just love your stomach, something wrong with it, babe?" and he's being serious, if you've ever mentioned being insecure of your belly, whether you feel to skinny or too chubby. he'll be like, "uh, no. my significant other is not gonna feel unloved and ugly while i'm around." and shove his face onto your stomach and over-dramatically kiss it everywhere with the little smooch sounds and everything.

and if you tell him to stop he will, but if you're joking he'll take it as encouragement to show you even more love.

tenya iida

tenya loves feeling strong and protective, and kissing your forehead makes him feel just that! especially if he's taller than you. if not, he doesn't care, he can still protect you nonetheless. he'll kiss your forehead millions of times over just to feel like he's your boyfriend. because what is a boyfriend if not caring and protective of you? tenya takes his position as your boyfriend as if it's a job he had to apply for and gets paid for, except this job isn't a nine-to-five. it's a full twenty-four hour business that he is more than happy to take part in.

he’ll take your face in his hands and either pull you down to him or lean down himself to kiss your forehead, depending on your height difference. and he’ll just caress the sides of your face as he does. and tenya is the biggest simp for you ever. if you’re a hero like him, he’s your biggest fan. if you’re not a hero, he’s still your biggest fan ‘cause who cares? you may be a civilian to everyone else, but you’re sure as shit his hero.

denki kaminari

it’s hilarious if you think denki can only pick one place on your body to kiss as his favorite. ha, no. this down bad dork can’t stop and won’t stop kissing every part of you whenever and wherever you let him. like he’ll pepper kisses all over your face, trail kisses down your arms, scatter some more of your neck, and once he’s placed a kiss on every bit of skin you allow him to, he’ll smack a giant kiss on your lips. no, seriously. all the boys are simps, but denki? he’s another category of the word simp. he’s down bad, down astronomical, even.

he’s a very physically affectionate guy, and if you are too, awesome! if not, he respects that and will hold back to make sure you’re comfortable. and if you’re cool with pda he’ll never be far from you, practically attached to your hip. and very often placing casual kisses somewhere on you, be it your shoulder, head, cheek, wherever! so long as you’re comfortable with it, denki is all over you.

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Warning: Gn!reader. Comfort. Tiny angst. Eeny meeny fourth wall break.

It doesn't matter how many times you leave him and come back. It doesn't matter how many times you upset him and give him hope again. He's always... there. For you. He doesn't care how many different universes, how many different depressions, how many different collapses, how many different separations there are. He is so forgiving that your heart hurts for what you did to him. but for him it is never like that. You were never a burden to him. As long as you are with him, his only wish is that you can stay together. Healing you again. Laughing with you again...

He doesn't care if there are virtual ties between you. He's gotten used to having his heart broken as he watches you leave and come back so many times. The only fear is that one day you may leave and never come back.

Still, he has you in his arms now. There is still hope. For now, he doesn't care whether it is a temporary or permanent hope...

"My dearest... welcome back."

~♡~

MALLEUS, Rook, Deuce, Silver, Kalim (twst) Syzoth (MK) NEUVILETTE, Kaveh, Thoma, Scaramouche, Zhongli, Kazuha (Genshin) RAFAYEL, Zayne, Xavier, (LnD) CHUUYA, Atsushi, ...Dazai (he is a denying loser. Ok.), Gogol, Sigma. (bsd) Deku, Amajiki (bnha) SIMEON, Solomon, Mammon, Diavolo (obey me!) and your comfort favs

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Their name for you

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Your partner didn’t always call you by the nickname he has for you now, but there was a reason that he started referring to you that way.

Characters: Togata Mirio, Amajiki Tamaki, Shinso Hitoshi, Bakugo Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijiro, Shoji Mezo, Todoroki Shoto

!!!this version is fixed and has the rest of todoroki's part!!!

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Mirio

You simply shook the snow that was covering your wings and quickly melted sending a terrible chill up your spine. “Fuck it’s freezing.”

“Oh, come on L/N, it’s not that cold.” Yuyu laughs as she throws another snowball at your back.

Squeaking when the snow slides down your skin between your wings. “Yuyu!” Your quirk picked up making the immediate section around you colder.

Suddenly someone’s hands were on your shoulders. “Now Birdy, calm down a little bit. If you’re cold I can just keep your warm.”

You nearly shoved your classmate away with your wings, but the bandage that was holding two of the four in splints prevented that. “Mirio, I’d beat you if I could.”

“Awe come on Sunshine, don’t pout.”

Sighing a bit, you lean back into his hold. “Fuck off.”

“That’s my Birdy.”

You quirked a brow. “You know if anyone, but you called me birdy I’d probably get suspended.”

Feeling his chest as he hums you roll your eyes before continuing the walk to class.

Amajiki

“Y/N.” you whip around completely forgetting where you were and the pile of fabric that your classmates had stacked on your head to see how much weight could be put on your head before you stopped working-- which was a lot more than they thought so they stopped mid-way.

Your body teetered as you tried to adjust it, so you sat properly-- not a poor example of a shrimp while you were working on your projects-- and you also fell backward because a lot of the fabric was still attached to the bolts. Before you could fall back into the precariously placed bag of sewing supplies, arms pulled you up, so you were at least on the tips of your feet as Amajiki kept you from sustaining further injury than was allowed.

“Sorry Amajiki,” you chuckle a little bit glancing at the mess behind you. “Damn I could have sworn I told them to clean up everything after they were done.”

“Are you okay Lovely?” His face was red, and he would probably pass out if he didn’t calm down soon.

“Yes, I’m fine, but why the nick name all of a sudden?” you chuckle making sure you had a clear space to stand.

You could just see his head practically burning up from how red he was getting. “ I- I

Smiling, you give him a quick hug. “I like it, Tamaki.”

He stood there for a moment before pulling his tall form into a ball on the ground, incoherent rambling comes out, but you did hear a mention of your name and how he thought lovely suited you which made your ears burn as you tried to busy yourself with cleaning up the mess.

Shinso

He could have been stereotypical and called you “Kitten” or “kitty” but no. You didn’t remember a cat in his eyes, and no matter how much he argued that he was a cat person, your personality was not cat like.

“Puppy, are we out of the cat treats again?” Hitoshi asked one day while you were busy cleaning the bathroom.

You nearly took out the tub spout with the speed with which your head came up, recoiling from impact you fell face first into the cloth you were using to clean the tub. There was no worry about chemical burn you were rinsing the tub which made how you hit the tub spout even more confusing. Hitoshi runs into the bathroom to see what happened and if you were okay.

Although it was a bit strained you managed to speak. “Y-yeah we ran out a few days ago I wrote it on the fridge.”

Shutting off the water and checking the back of your head for any sign of blood Hitoshi groans. “Thats not important are you okay puppy?”

There it was again. You look up at him, eyes big as you point to yourself. “You mean me puppy?”

“Yes, you’re…

He didn’t get a chance to finish his explanation as you ignored the slight throbbing in the back of your head as you practically tackled him to the ground into a hug. Defeated and tired, his hand rubs your back as he doesn’t even bother getting off the still very wet floor, he’d have to take a long bath later and he’d be lucky if you let him have that long before you complained that you wanted his attention again.

“Yup, definitely a puppy.” he sighs, as you hug him a little tighter. It was a wonder you weren’t in any specialized field with how much strength you had, but it was mainly due to working at your family’s pet shelter and being the only one confident enough to handle the more playful dogs.

Bakugo

You’d called your boyfriend many different terms of affection depending on how you were feeling. But he very rarely used one for you. It didn’t matter to you because you knew he showed affection differently.

“Tsuki!” You shout from the second floor of your house, you both decided early on to buy a house and whoever wanted to keep it could not that it mattered he had absolutely no plans of leaving you alone at any time.

When you were met with silence you leaned out of the doorway. “Tsuki!” being a little bit louder.

Thinking that he was wearing headphones or something you were about to scream for him. Only for him to tap you on the shoulder. Nearly jumping from your skin, you leaned a little too far on the banister. His arm catching you before you can fall over.

“I just keep catching you don’t I, happy?”

You nearly narrow your eyes at him, but he just pulls you closer before kissing the top of your head.

“Happiness needs someone to be Happy.” he mumbles.

You smile as you hug him tightly. “We gotta replace the banister now, don’t we?”

“Yes, we do, the hell were you yelling about anyway?” he frowns looking into the room you were just in.

You pull him in and point. “Ah, um… we should probably call an exterminator.”

Midoriya

You roll your eyes as Midoriya was once again showing off during agency training, everyone was doing their best to get stronger and not everyone had the correct conditions to train their quirks-- you included, seeing as every time you tried to train you regenerative quirk you were practically grounded to the school. IT wasn’t like you didn’t understand why he was praised, there was more to it than simply training. But you still found yourself saying: “Congratulations do you want a cookie?”

Midoriya smiles as he pulls you into a tight hug. “Yes, I do Cookie.”

Your heart leapt a bit as he did this, but deciding to be a bit of a menace he bites your cheek. Pushing him away you huff. “That’s not sanitary I’m covered in sweat.”

Suddenly he was pushed off you. “For fucks sake keep your damn hands to yourself.” Bakugo groans as he nudges you a bit too.

Which was a bit of an alarm for you since he was not one to pull his punches with any of them. You grab his arm watching as he seemed to relax a bit. “How long have you been avoiding me Blasty?”

“None of your damn business mind reader.”

“Awe come on, Kacchan, Cookie is as sweet on you as they are on me,” Midoriya pouts a bit as he pushes against Bakugo’s still extended arm.

Bakugo rolls his eyes a bit as he doesn’t budge. “I don’t want any part of your sappy relationship.”

“Are you sure? Puppy would probably be much more excited if you were a part of it,” you tease as you wait for your quirk to stop patching him up.

Kaminari

Bouncing from one foot to the other you hated waiting for Power-loader to allow you into the lab, it wasn’t like you were banned from it you simply were given time limits. With your quirks it was kind of like a cooldown because who knew how dazed you’d be if you spent the entire day using your flame breath. Once allowed inside you zip from one space to another quickly grabbing your things and returning to your earlier tasks. Kaminari, who needed you to recalibrate his disk shooters.

“You look like a little bumblebee buzzing about.” He chuckles.

Pausing in your tracks you look directly at him. “Thank you for the compliment. Now put your disk shooters on my table space so I can start fixing them.”

“Of course, bumblebee,” He beams before getting hit with something.

“No. No.” You frown covering your face, because now your heart was in your ears. Great you’ll have to face the consequences of this later because this idiot decided to say something like that. Making fall a little bit more in love with him.

Hearing a sharp. “L/N!” before trying to clean up the mess you’d just made.

Kirishima

Since you had a harder time with Japanese than you’d like to admit so early on in your relationship you called your friend Kirishima “Edgy” because for some reason his name just made you think that was the right way to say his name on top if his quirk.

“Eiji, where are my extra weights?” It wasn’t uncommon for him to be in your apartment at any moment simply because he enjoyed being in your company.

He looks around. “Uh, I dunno Babe do you think you forgot them?”

“No, I haven’t even used them yet.” You mumble trying to think.

“Baby.”

As you pace around the mini gym you had in your apartment you look for the missing weights.

“Love.”

Not finding them in the closet you cross your arms.

“The light of my life.”

Glaring at the ground you try to wrack your brain for where you could have placed them coming up blank when your face is picked up and squished in a hand that was rather large.

“Rosebud.”

Blinking you look at Eijiro confused as you felt embarrassed for ignoring him this whole time before a sharp smile is in your face.

“You left them by the door rosebud.” he chuckles a bit before planting a kiss on your nose and pulling away.

“You’re the worst you know that right?”

He simply laughs before pulling you into a hug and preparing your face with kisses.

Shoji

Dating was difficult with your quirk. Eyes constantly glued to the ground and never looking at another if you can help yourself. So, when your current partner started referring to you by a pet name you couldn’t help but look up at him. Towering over you small frame as he crossed his arms.

“Stardust when was the last time you took a break?” Mezo wasn’t mad and you knew that, but your head hung down a little bit.

“I can’t remember,” was all you could muster before he plucked you up from your computer chair like he normally would.

Pouting a little bit, it was hard for you to even fathom why he called you this, even as you were being placed on the couch.

As if reading your mind Mezo chuckles as he pulls a blanket from the nearby chair. “I call you stardust because of the performance from school.”

“Huh?”

“Because the first time you really looked up your eyes sparkled like stars.”

You pull the blanket over your head not even wanting to look at him. “Mezo that’s not fair.”

Todoroki

“Sho?” you felt like every time you visited this man, you’d lose him somewhere in the maze that was his childhood home. Not that there were any happy memories left from the large place, but you found that for his other family members sakes he returned.

You were surprised by how accommodating the entire building was, though you had to gently remind yourself that not everyone was the same height as Enji. Not finding the dual quirk user anywhere near where you’d been, you began hunting for him. Because the moment you left without telling him first you could only imagine the problems that would cause and the abuse of money that would start.

As you looked around for your boyfriend you wondered about something for a while now, Shoto had never referred to you by your given name, he’d often tap you or stood behind you-- often giving you a near heart attack when you’d turn and almost smack him with your wing.

“Sho, where are you?” you call out a bit as you kept looking around.

Fuyumi waves as she notices you in the hall. “Oh, y/n I was wondering where were, have you seen Shoto?”

Shaking your head, you sigh. “I was just looking for him so I can let him know I was gonna head home.”

“Huh.” his sister crosses her arms trying to pinpoint where in the house her youngest brother would be.

Before you realize you felt the temperature change behind you seeing your breath a bit. “Oh there you are Sho.”

He pulls you into a hug and from how tight his hands were against you there much be something wrong.

“Hey? Do you need me to stay the night?” you ask as you try to hug him back.

He nods against your shoulder, and his hold gets tighter.

Fuyumi waves a bit. “I’ll make you some extra dinner let me know if anything changes.”

Nodding a bit you follow Shoto as he pulls you along his grip on your hand as if the moment he let go you’d disappear, but he wasn’t dragging you. Once you got to his room you sit down and hold your arms open for him to cuddle into you. Your wings going up to kind of create a slight separation between the two of you and the rest of the world.

“My love you’ll never leave me right?” he whispers.

You look down at him and hug him tightly. “Did you have a bad dream?”

He nods.

“Of course as long as you want me next to you I will never leave,” you state.

“Thank you my love.” He states.

Chuckling a bit you rub his back to sooth him a little bit. “Is that your name for me now?”

“Yes because you are my love.”

[thehusbandoden]

You Flinch During an Argument -Hawks

My confidence for this series is like at a 2 outta 10 but I can't really take it back now sooo ig I'll just continue to write. I hope someone's enjoying it </3

Hurt to Comfort | 1,097 words

Warnings!: Mentions of arguing, flinching, mention of someone beating up on themselves (Hawks), Hawks' name used. Let me know if I miss any <3

Dabi | Hawks | Todoroki Shoto | Bakugo Katsuki | Midoriya Izuku | Shigaraki Tomura | Aizawa Shota | Amajiki Tamaki | Kirishima Eijiro | Shinso Hitoshi

Gif credit: @tatakaeeren

His heart will stop as soon as he sees you recoiling from him.

He was planning on simply taking your hand to ground you both.

He'll softly ask if you're okay and what you need from him.

You need him to leave you alone? Sure thing, he'll be busy cussing himself out in the kitchen- doing those stupid dishes the argument started.

Want comfort? Don't worry, he'll hold you for hours upon hours, accomanying each peck with a soft apology.

He'll get very upset with himself and will be very reserved and somewhat cold for the next week or so.

He keeps thinking back to that one movement from you.

And no matter what he was planning on doing and how you said that you knew he wasn't going to hurt you, he can't get the idea that you flinched because of him out of his head.

You finally have enough when he leaves for a mission and only gives you a peck on the lips, no extra cuddles, kisses, hugs, compliments, or tickle fights the entire week he was preparing to leave.

Right as he was saying his goodbye his eyes were as cold as ever, holding no liveliness in the honey depths.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" You pout, crossing your arms across your chest.

And that was quite normal for the two of you.

He would chuckle and swoop you in his winged embrace, kissing your lips before inhaling the scent of your shampoo, kissing your forehead as he did so. "I love you, and I miss you already", "You're so goregous.. don't find someone better when I'm gone, mkay?", "I cannot wait to see your smiling face when I get back" were some of the things he would whisper to you as he hugged you, mentally bracing himself for the long week or more that he would be apart from you.

But now? All he did was glance around before giving you a negative response, informing you he had everything.

"A-aren't you going to kiss me?" You ask, emotions getting the best of you.

He then came and gave you a small, fleeting peck to the lips before heading out with another hushed 'goodbye'.

You then labored to figure out how to help him for the next three weeks, until he finally came home to you.

As Keigo's hand made its way towards you you recoiled back out of instinct, not fear. You would never fear your Keigo.

But did he know that?

Terror consumed Keigo as soon as he saw you flinch.. were you.. scared of him?

His heart beat faster against his chest as sweat protruded from his body... you were scared of him... he scared you.

Forcing himself to get a grip and focus on you, Keigo weakly asked, "Y-y/n... did you think I was going to hit you?"

You immedietly shook your head no, and made your way to him, one hand on his cheek. "No baby, I know you would never hit me. I don't know why I flinched, I guess it was just instinct. I'm not scared of you."

"O-oh.. well do you want me to leave you alone or.."

"I would love it if you would cuddle me. We can talk more later, right now we both just need one another." At that, Keigo nodded before making his way towards your shared bedroom, holding your hand in his trembling one.

Since then, Keigo has been a wreck.

He doesn't eat properly, he doesn't sleep properly, and he's not his usual chipper self. He's a lot more cold towards you, sitting on the other side of the living room instead of right next you, he does the dishes, laundry, vaccuming, and any other kind of chore you can think of without playfully bantering with you like usual, he avoids starting arguments, always just agreeing to whatever you were saying, and he hardly touches you.

If you want a kiss before he goes to work, you need to ask for one, and then you'll get a small peck on the lips, and sometimes just your forehead.

You want cuddles after having a nightmare? You're going to have to deal with you clinging onto him for comfort while he awkwardly rubs your shoulders.

He's miserable, punishing himself for a simple reaction from you.

~~

"I'm leaving y/n." Keigo called, picking up his bags and suitcase, entirely ready to leave.

"Wait! Wait!" You exclaim, dashing into the enterance way. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

"I have everything needed for the trip." Keigo muttered, honey eyes cold.

As Keigo turned to leave your emotions went out of whack, Keigo is really messed up if he won't kiss you before a three week mission.

"C-can I get a kiss?" You ask quietly, emotions ready to leak any minute.

Keigo just walked towards you, pecking your lips once, before walking out of the door with a quick "goodbye".

As soon as the door closed you fell onto your knees, overcome with emotions. Your Keigo was truly broken. He hadn't even said 'I love you'.

~

Three weeks later Keigo came home, and you had a plan in mind. You would simply sit him down and have a talk with him, ask him what's bothering him, get him to talk, comfort him, and then reassure him. Then, things would be back to normal.

But that bird just had to ruin all of your hardwork.

As soon as Keigo stepped through the door he jumped on top of you, dropping the two of you onto the livingroom floor.

"K-Keigo?"

"Oh y/n I am so so sorry! I was so focussed on my worry about you that they sent me home and then I decided to go take a vacation and clear my head- and I realized how cold I've been to you! I didn't even give you a kiss- or, or say I love you- y/n I am so very very sorry." Keigo exclaimed, burying his face into your chest pitifully.

"Oh baby what changed? I was going to sit you down and make you talk it out unil you were normal again."

"I thought about it over and over again- and I realized that you're not acting scared of me. If you were you would be quiet and would want to stay away from me and not start those silly arguments you keep tryin' to pull." Keigo pouted, pecking your lips once he was done talking.

"Keigo.. you still haven't said it."

"Said wha- oh I love you! I love you, I love you, I love you!~"

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MY Girlfriend (Tamaki Amajiki x F!Reader)

Whenever you were called away for your work-study, both you and Tamaki had to accept that you could be gone for a couple of days or a couple of weeks. Every time you were away, Tamaki kept his phone in his hand whenever he could help it. He didn’t know when you were busy, if he were to text you while you were busy doing work then you could get distracted and something could fall on your head, or a villain can find you, or shoot you, or a bomb could go off, or your mentor might yell at you for having your phone on. This is why he rather be the one to check his messages around the clock, just in case he missed a vibration. 

He would rather be the one to wait until you text him at the end of your work period to talk about your days, even if it was when he’d barely put down his suitcase in his dorm in the earliest hours of morning. No matter how many white hairs he gets, it will always be worth it when he gets those clusters of messages saying when you were coming back to him. Every time he reread those messages, the knots in his body became looser.

Within the next twenty-four hours, you were all his. 

Whenever he could, Tamaki checked his phone, giving it a light squeeze whenever he saw an update on your whereabouts. He couldn’t contain his smile when he read the text saying you were on the second-to-last train on your way back while he walked from the lockers to class. Nejire had no problem loudly asking questions about the messages, which put unwanted attention on him from people wanting to know when you would be back from your two-week mission. He was proud to say that he didn’t go out of his way to hide his face with the wall, instead he simply used the cellphone to shield his eyes. 

You were going to be on campus before the last class ended. When school is over, Tamaki is going to run to the P.E. Grounds and you two will spend the rest of the day together.

That’s all Tamaki hoped for. You two could take a stroll around the quiet parts of campus; or catch up on your tv show; or put a movie on while catching up; honestly anything you wanted to do with your time back, even if it was just taking a nap, Tamaki would be on board with. As long as you were here with him, he’s good.

When he went around the bricked corner of the gym building and saw the small crowd of people circling around what was supposed to be your reunion spot, his hopes were dashed. It seems that word spread around about your arrival, and the first and second years had beat him to it. He could hardly see you from where he was standing, but he was able to hear the constant questions from the younger students. Tamaki’s heart raced just looking at the tight-knit crowd, he didn’t want to imagine how suffocating your spot was right now. You probably couldn’t see him with how tall the other students are. He hid behind the wall, thinking in a minute the press-conference would be over.

However, as time passed, they did not let up on their questioning. Tamaki peaked past the corner, wishing the, now gapping, crowd was gone, and in those gaps he could see you. You weren’t in either uniform and your hair was a bit sloppier than normal, after all there were only so many things you can pack for a two week mission before it was too bulky to keep around. You had a few gauze pads and bandages on your head and your arms from the stories that you told him about, but when he looked downward his eyes widened.

You still had your suitcase with you.

You didn’t have the chance to put your stuff down and you’ve been getting hounded for the past, who knows how long? 

Tamaki swallowed the lump in his throat and went around the crowd to the gap on your right side. He kept his gaze down as he grabbed the handle of your suitcase, he couldn’t freeze up now. Tamaki placed his left hand on your furthest shoulder and felt it tense–

“Tamaki!” He didn’t look up, but the delight in your voice gave him a butterfly or two in his stomach. Tamaki started to guide you away from the students.

“Wait, come back!”

“Where are you taking her?”

“Amajiki, where are you going?”

“You didn’t finish the story!”

Tamaki kept his head down, but found the courage to pause and glance up at the students. “I’m sorry, but she just came home and hasn’t had the time to put her things down. She worked for two weeks and is probably exhausted.” Tamaki turned to you. There was a smile on your face. It was small, proud, and made him feel like he could accomplish anything. He turned back to the younger students, “she might be your upperclassmen, but she’s MY girlfriend.”

The crowd tensed up, and Tamaki put his attention back down to your suitcase. The group then started saying how they were sorry for being inconsiderate of your time. Tamaki took that as his cue to finally take you away to rest.

“Amajiki!” Tamaki paused, hearing Kirishima’s voice. “What you did just now was really manly!” 

His face was getting hotter under the gold sky. He gave your shoulder a light squeeze, wondering why he had to say that last part out loud. 

“I’m taking my girlfriend home!”

~~~~~

When you were away from the admiring hero course students, you told Tamaki that you really just wanted to lie down in your own bed, after two weeks of work. Tamaki had no problem setting up your room with food and entertainment for the rest of the afternoon, while you took a shower and got comfortable. 

Now here you are lying down, catching up with your sweetheart of a boyfriend, while the tv plays in the background. You paused from playing with Tamaki’s hand, smiling at what happened only a couple of hours before.

“You know, it was really hot– the way you were all intimidating and protective of me…”

Tamaki ran his free hand up to cover his eyes and his flushed skin. “It was… fine– what do you mean intimidating?”

“You scared them with your intense gaze, I’m pretty sure they’re going to have nightmares, but you did a good job- saving me,” you continued with a playful tone.

Tamaki took a deep breath and moved the hand from his pink face. His eyes met yours briefly, traveled around the room, then went back to your face. “I really missed you.”

“I missed you too.”

[faulty-writes]

Maybe some headcanons where Bakugou, Tamaki, and Mirio are hit by a quirk that makes them behave mostly the opposite of themselves for a few days to a week.

Bakugou is kind and gentle towards the reader and so visibly in love. He's become quite the gentleman!

Tamaki is super energetic, extremely romantic, and declares his affections in front of at least his entire class.

And Mirio is so very, very gloomy but he's practically attached to the reader and says they're, "One of the precious few rays of light left in this gray, gray world."

[ I really like this request. Hah, personality changes are the best! ]

Katsuki's behavior shocked everyone, including you. Being his usual hot-headed self, he ended up in a quirk accident that changed his personality. When Mr. Aizawa assured you, the effects would be only temporary, you were grateful because Katsuki acting so…sweet, and gentle was just as frightful as when he was his usual self.

Normally, he would be protective of you, but now it's different. "Here, I don't want you to get wet," he said, holding the umbrella over you while he got soaked. "Nothing will happen to me, but someone like you shouldn't be caught out in the rain," he smiled sweetly at you while you trembled in response.

If someone talked to you in the wrong way, he'd pull you close and say, "Please don't speak that way to Y/n, they mean a lot to me, yeah?" Despite this, his loving gaze resembled his angry one and you tried to believe that the real Katsuki Bakugou was still somewhere inside him.

"Let's cuddle!" he would announce bluntly, no matter who was around. If you didn't respond fast enough, he'd pull you into his lap by force. He'd have his arms wrapped tightly around your waist as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

There was more thought put into your dates and he showed a greater interest in your hobbies. He would take you to your favorite restaurant or spend the evening in the dorm reading or watching a movie. He didn't get angry when others commented on how romantic or sappy he was, unlike before.

He could only react in anger when the effects of the quirk wore off and everyone shared the stories of what he did. "What the hell do you mean I did all that!?" He demanded, explosions sounding from his hands. It was only natural for you to smile because you missed the hotheaded Katsuki.

"Stay close to me, I love you so much…you're so kind and sweet and I can't bear to be apart from you!" To say Tamaki's reaction was surprising would be an understatement. It was like his hero persona times a thousand when he talked so bluntly about his affection for you. But his sudden personality change was credited to a quirk incident.

"I got these for you! They're so gorgeous, just like you. I…I just wanted to thank you for being my biggest fan and….love. I love you so much! I don't care who knows it!" He said after marching over to your desk in the morning and presenting you with the largest bouquet of flowers you had ever seen.

"Wow, another love letter for you! Guess this quirk accident brought out the more loving side of Amajiki, huh?" Nejire teased. It was clear she meant no harm, but Tamaki's love letters were beginning to get out of control. Since the incident, you must have found one to two in your locker every day.

During training exercises, it was normal for friends to cheer for you, but Tamaki took that to another level. The fact that he shouted your name enthusiastically and formed letters with his tentacles was endearing, but it was also distracting.

"Don't rub it off this time, okay!" He said, pressing a small kiss against your cheek. "I just want to kiss you forever!" he exclaimed trailing kisses across your reddened face. You hoped you wouldn't have to adjust to his lack of shame when it came to public affection.

"T-that's horrifying! W-why would I d-do all that!?" He squeaked out, hiding his face behind his hands as he appeared to be close to a panic attack. While part of you missed the proud and outspoken Tamaki, this version was the one you loved.

A quirk incident transformed Mirio into an emotional rollercoaster in a whole new way, and all the good parts of his personality vanished, leaving only doom and gloom behind.

As a result, he lost all his confidence and motivation, not to mention he questioned his purpose as a hero. "Don't get me wrong…having a quirk is great…but…my quirk is just so lame compared to others and if I don't have a cool, flashy quirk..then what's the point?" You wondered whether those were his real thoughts or if his mind was also thrown back to middle school.

"You're truly my only source of sunshine…the rest of this world is…dull and gray to me…" Mirio sought your company whenever and wherever he could, he didn't care if others were watching when he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, almost as if he was trying to hide from the gray world he described.

As his self-confidence dwindled, he refused to attend class and skipped hero training. To your surprise, he began discussing new dreams unrelated to his previous lifelong dream of becoming a hero. These included exploring new interests and hobbies and you could only remain supportive.

"I can't stand this gloomy world without you. If you left…I don't know what I'd do…I'd just wither away," you assumed this was his way of expressing his gratitude that you hadn't abandoned him during the long week following the quirk accident.

"Hah! Wow, really? I can't believe that quirk accident made me think so negatively about becoming a hero and yes, my quirk may not be flashy but I can still save the world," he said after all the quirk effects wore off. Then he poked your nose and with a cheesy grin said, "Thanks for putting up with me! I totally owe you one!"

[blakeswritingimagines]

When You Fall Asleep On Them

Izuku Midoriya: A smile comes to his lips before he softly whispers. “You look so peaceful.” He lays there with you, his hand across your chest, listening to your slow, steady breaths and admiring how the darkness frames your face. But only a few minutes in to his musings, he can feel sleep creeping over himself as well.

Katsuki Bakugo: He pulls you closer, laying his head against you in the small moment of peace in his life. His arm goes around your waist, pulling you even closer into him. He sighs, feeling your warm breath against him even if his quirk makes him naturally warm as you both drift off to sleep together, wrapped in each other's arms.

Shoto Todoroki: He gently lifts your head off his shoulder and places you down on the bed, then he stands up to get a blanket to cover you with. He’ll tuck you in, giving a light kiss on your forehead, and then he’ll leave the room. If you’re asleep on his lap he’ll be sure to set you down in bed gently as well.

Tenya Ida: He lays his head against yours, feeling the warmth of your head against his cheek. He wraps his arms around you again, wanting to make you feel comfortable, and he closes his eyes. His heart pounds as he thinks about waking up next to you, still wrapped in your embrace, still feeling secure and happy.

Fumikage Tokoyami: He’ll brush your hair. He rubs your back and whispers sweet nothings into your ear. He kisses your cheek and pulls you close with every gentle caress, and he thanks the gods or whoever is listening to him in that moment that you fell for him all those years ago. Then, he’ll rest his chin on your chest with loving eyes, feeling your heartbeat against his forehead, grateful that this is his life.

Hitoshi Shinso: The gentle rise and fall of your chest becomes a calming lullaby, and before long, your breaths are in sync with his. He feels your body relax as he leans his head into your shoulder, his eyes growing heavy. He takes a moment to soak in the warmth of your bare skin on his own, and then he closes his eyes.

Denki Kaminari: He gently nuzzles your side, his lips leaving a kiss mark behind. Then he closes his eyes with a content smile on his face and feel you against him. You’re a warm, firm, comfortable presence, one that’s perfectly attuned to his body. The steady beat of your heart feels like home to him.

Eijiro Kirishima: He strokes your hair, holds you close and kisses your forehead, your cheeks, your neck. He caresses your soft skin, and whispers sweet nothings in your ear. He holds them close and feels your breathing against his chest. He tells you how he loves you, and how he will always be there for you, no matter what happens. He will always protect, love, and cherish you.

Mashirao Ojiro: He lays there for the next few minutes thinking about how much he loves you and how peaceful he feels in this moment even if you fell asleep on him which makes his heart pound that you’re so comfortable around him, your body against his as he wraps his tail around you. he eventually gives in to sleep. It should be noted that he is very much a cuddler.

Mirio Togata: When you fall asleep on him, he gently kisses your forehead and slides out from underneath you, making sure not to wake you. He'll usually tuck you in or wrap your blanket around them. Then, he'll curl up next to you and give you a gentle spoon as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear. When you wake up in the morning, you'll find him next to you, as close as he could possibly be - for he is a hopeless romantic, and cannot bear to be without you even when asleep.

Tamaki Amajiki: He’ll gently press his lips to your brow and murmur a kiss. Then he snuggles closer, breathing in the scent of you. He presses closer against the soft part of your shoulder, hoping you will find comfort in him, too, and closes his eyes, letting a deep sense of contentment wash over him.

[lilacgaby]

tamaki x a way more shy and introverted female reader please? 🥺

yess this is too cute

amajiki who met you the day the class chose hero names, you both shakily hanging out in the back of the class hoping they'd forget you two didn't go up yet.

you, who saw his hero name, 'suneater' and thought it was so cool. so cool in fact, that you accidentally said your thoughts out loud, and panicked. amajiki swore he even saw the light leave your eyes when you made eye contact with him, not like he was doing any better either.

since then, you two began to speak to eachother. you know how when you do a group project with a bunch of introverts you have to pretend to be an extrovert for a while? that's you with tamaki.

being around you gives him surges of confidence that fuel his courageous acts! of course, the acts are only ordering food and speaking up for the two of you, but it's a lot in your opinion.

he struggles with verbalizing his thoughts for you, so he usually intertwines pinkies with you whenever either of you have to publicly speak of any kind, or do anything out of your comfort levels.. which is basically anything that involves talking out of your circle.

when you two start dating, while there's no heavy pda, you two will become eachothers comfort. holding hands, leaning up against eachother, hiding behind each other (doesn't matter if you're shorter than him when there's a will there's a way!), very hesitantly kissing each other on the cheeks and then freaking out.

you two are just adorable sweethearts who live in your own little world :((