#anyway im rambling about aizawa

[adverseflyer909]

New Reblog Game

Just infodump about your favorite character in the tags

[aromanticannibal]

btw talking about character reactions to bkg dying (i wrote the deku post several hours ago but shh) Aizawa :

The absolute disbelief on his face. And then the widening eyes. Horikoshi really had fun with that close up like my mans was really like nuh uh you are not ignoring Aizawa. The eyebrows? The wrinkles? The absolute panic and despair in this man's eyes? When he sees his student (one of the most promising and one of the best and one of the most reckless) dead on the floor?

And then the anger? The handhold, the grip on that other student that very much should not be here, that should be safe and not in the middle of a warzone with him, the panic and the sweat and the clenched jaw? I'm still and forever going insane

[amethyst-chan4]

Oh yeah fun facts about that Mic drawing:

1. It's my wallpaper for my computer (I haven't changed that since I was in middle school) and my banner on most websites.

2. The OG sketch had him with his hero hair but Call me Aizawa because I got a love-hate relationship with drawing that thing.

I will say that I love drawing any and every hairstyle I put on Mic/Hizashi but the angle killed the way his hair looked so man bun Mic became a thing. Nothing bad about having man bun Mic but I know realistically he probably wouldn't have a man bun in his hero costume. Who knows, I mean I separate the two this way but I'm down to just fw it.

[gingerlee-holds]

I feel bad for popping a request in ☠ anyway

If you're feeling up to it, perhaps ler Todoroki x lee Reader (bc me and reader insert are inseparable /j) from MHA? Length, perhaps 900+ words if possible? But I'll be grateful for anything haha, I also don't want to force you to write more if you're not feeling inspired i'm gonna be honest here I haven't watched MHA in a long time ☠ and I have no idea what scenarios would be realistic because he's,, Todoroki,,

Personally i'm a sucker for evil/more intense tickles because I wish I was ticklish but if that makes you uncomfy do feel free to ignore :)

oh hush, you!!! i love requests, so thank you so so much!! i just hope this is somewhat what you wanted heehee- enjoy!!! i have a huge crush on this dork so that creeps in- also the reader's quirk is whatever you want it to be, cuz its not mentioned- also also!! im really really sorry if i fuck the names up cuz from what i know of the show, Todoroki is the family name, so Shoto is the given name but i could be totally wrong

i just wanna say that i really really like writing the rambly bits from Shoto about the book-

the reader is sorta a brat lol

Like Poetry

Words: 2,334 Pairing: Ler!Shoto, Lee!Reader Warnings: lotta fluff!!! not proofread!!!

You groaned as you entered the common room. Mr. Aizawa’s personal training was brutal today, and you were not looking forward to feeling how sore your muscles would be tomorrow morning. Sighing, you grabbed one of Sato’s cupcakes from the counter and flopped onto the sofa, confident it would be unoccupied. It was about seven in the evening on a Friday, which meant everyone was either in their rooms or somewhere around town. 

You huffed into the mattress before gasping at the sound of a page being turned. Looking up, you saw you were about a foot away from, in your mind, the strongest student in your class. He was sitting with perfect posture, reading a book with yellowed pages. On the coffee table sat a mug filled with tea.

Shoto Todoroki didn’t look up from his book at you. If he knew you were there, he didn’t show it. He silently read, seemingly fully absorbed. You sat upright, shaking off the embarrassment of almost landing on him, of all people. 

You cleared your throat and gobbled up your cupcake in one bite, setting the wrapper down next to his tea. Still, he didn’t move. Raising an eyebrow, you poked him in the side to get his attention, and the surprised gasp he gave made you giggle. Shoto looked at you, brow furrowed in annoyance, but his face soon softened when you smiled and waved.

“Hi!” you said chipperly. 

He nodded politely in return. “Hello, Y/N. I’m sorry I didn’t hear you.”

With a chuckle, you shoved his shoulder. “No worries! Whatcha reading, bookworm?”

Shoto tilted his head. “I’m not a worm.”

You sighed and repeated your question without the tease. You loved that your classmate was so adorably literal. 

“I’m reading this book of old poetry. I don’t remember where I got it - it feels like my family’s always had it lying around. I decided to read it today since everyone’s out.” His voice was calm as he spoke.

You were somewhat interested in the subject but mostly just wanted to hear him talk some more. It was so rare that he spoke. “Anything good in there?”

“I found this one that I liked,” Shoto said before flipping back a few pages. “Rain on lemongrass. / Ash trees weep o’er their lost sun: / Their light and love, gone.”

The poem made you hum in thought. “What’s it about?”

“Well, isn’t it obvious?” he asked. Taken on its face, it was an insulting question, but you knew Shoto was genuinely unsure whether to explain it. You shook your head in reply. “The poem is about heartbreak. A woman falls in love with someone, and suddenly, that person has to leave. The woman feels like she has nothing left as she cries into a world that has bigger concerns than her. Soon, perhaps, her love shall return, the sun re-emerging from the clouds, but there’s also the possibility that she doesn’t last until then, and the wind blows her over. Ash trees symbolize grief, so perhaps they may never meet again. The lemongrass, evoking a cheerful memory, is smothered under the rains that hide her beloved.” Suddenly, he looked up from the page. “Sorry, I didn’t realize I was rambling.”

You scratched your head. “How did you get all that from just three lines?” You didn’t mind, of course. He was cute when he rambled. To your great surprise, he let out a soft and sheepish smile. 

“Well, I suppose I have too much time on my hands,” he said, looking away. You smirked and poked his side again, giggling at his surprised reaction. Shoto let out a muffled yelp and jumped, glaring at you suspiciously and rubbing his side. “Quit that.” 

“Sorry, Icy-hot! Can’t be helped!” You held up both your hands in mock surrender.

“Hm,” Shoto mumbled, looking back to the book. “This book was written entirely by hand. See? This character is slightly different here, here, and here,” he continued, pointing at different parts of the page. “And from what I can tell, its publication predates quirks, hence why they are not mentioned. If they had quirks, you would think there’d be a suggestion of their existence, no? Yet there’s nothing. For all intents and purposes, it seems like this book is a remnant of a simpler world.” His expression looked distant as if his mind were a hundred miles and years away. 

You leaned back, folding your arms behind your head. “Sounds dorky. Maybe you should tell Deku! I’m sure he’d be all too interested,” you chuckled, then looked over. If he heard your comment, he gave no sign. He must still be lost in thought. Looking down at his side, you saw it was perfectly exposed. You were pushing your luck. Then again, what is a hero if not someone who tries their luck? You pursed your lips together and quickly extended your hand to poke Shoto’s side again. 

But he was faster. As if expecting your reckless act, he set his book down and grabbed your hand before it made contact in one fluid movement. “You don’t listen, do you?”

“I do my utmost to avoid doing that, yes,” you said, giggling nervously. His grip was firm, giving you no delusions of escape. His hand was chilly, as if Shoto was threatening to encase your whole arm in ice at any moment. You tugged slightly.

He didn’t let go. “No, you need to learn this lesson.” Somehow, that was among the scariest things you’ve ever heard, right alongside the speech of the hero killer and Mr. Aizawa announcing an extra homework assignment before the summer break. Shoto pushed your legs toward the end of the couch, pinning you to his chest with both hands held behind you. You shuddered as Shoto said, “Now, learn well.”

Since both your hands were stuck behind you against his torso, you couldn’t defend yourself whatsoever when he descended both hands onto your stomach. You erupted into bright, bubbly laughter and kicked your feet like that would do anything to help. All that went through your head was repeated, ‘Oh, fuck, that tickles!’ 

You heard Shoto’s hum of approval from behind you as he clawed his fingers over the thin fabric of your shirt. “Interesting,” he mumbled to himself. 

“ShIhihihihIt! ShohOhOHohotoHoHoho!” You shook your head and thrashed all you could, but it didn’t matter. Shoto was stronger, and he would make sure you knew it. 

“Yes, Y/N?” he asked casually.

“STohohoHOAhaap!!” It didn’t have a chance of working, but it didn’t hurt to try.

“No.” Shoto’s clawed hands squeezed around your stomach in circles, taking a moment to dwell on your extra-ticklish lower stomach, which he took delight in exploiting. If you didn’t know any better, you would even say he enjoyed it as much as you were. 

“NohOHoHOhoHT TheheHEherre!” you pleaded helplessly, throwing your head back to give your torturer the best puppy eyes you could… although they were far less effective than you had hoped since they were quickly squeezed shut in uproarious laughter. 

“Here? Right here, yes?” Shoto released a flurry of pokes on your lower stomach as if he wanted confirmation.

You nodded and hiccupped, doing all you could to contain the blush that bloomed on your face at the sound of his cooing hum. Mercifully, he gave you a break, and you panted for breath against him. “Shihihitt…” you giggled, squirming in his grasp to get the ghost tickles off your tummy. 

“Here,” Shoto said, and you turned to see he was holding up his mug for you. Gratefully, you took a big sip of the refreshing tea, smiling a little at the warmth of it. It was strangely sweet; you had expected Shoto to only like the bitter teas, but surprisingly, the flavor was somewhat sugary. As if reading your mind, Shoto said, “It’s chamomile. It helps me relax.” He took the mug from your mouth and set it back on the table. 

Shoto cleared his throat. “Now,” he began, “Have you learned your lesson?”

“Is my release dependent on how I answer that?”

“Yes.”

“Then… Never!” You madly giggled as you attempted to escape his grasp before quickly regretting it. He had you suitably pinned, and to further reinforce his lesson, you realized with terror that he was rolling up your shirt to your ribs. “Wait, Shoto-!”

Your tormentor didn’t give you time to finish. Without fanfare, his hands descended onto your exposed tummy. Instead of clawing around, as he had done before, he was using quick scribbles, which, coupled with his cold fingers on your bare skin, was maddening. 

“SHohOhoHOTO!” You had no idea you were so ticklish! By the looks of things, it seemed like he had been in tickle fights before, and from how badly he was wrecking you, he was used to winning them. 

He hummed in thought as your thrashing weakened. “Your belly button is incredibly ticklish,” he observed. It was, to your dismay, very accurate. It didn’t help that his cold finger was heightening the feeling!

“PLehEHehEHHEase! MeheHEheheercyy!” you squealed out, kicking and bucking like a horse.

“Goodness, you’re dramatic. It’s only tickling, Y/N. If anything, this should build your endurance. What if the League captured you? I doubt you’d last a minute before you spill everything you know if they knew this weakness of yours.”

Why did he have to be so monotone with his teasing? He sounded so casual as if he were still explaining the history of that old book - only he was speaking over your hysterical cackling. He was a fast learner, too: he was pretty adept at locating the spots that got an especially wild reaction out of you and cruel in punishing them.

Shoto’s fingers increased in pace while always keeping one wiggling about in your navel. “I know,” he said, “I get it; you’re very, very ticklish. Now calm down.” You could hear the smile in his voice. He was having fun! “I wonder… you’ve inspired me to write my own poetry! Let’s see…” He paused to think, unfortunately not slowing down the tickles, making you yelp and shriek. “Ticklish cutie / Squealing on the couch with glee / With a cute tummy,” he slowly said as if writing it down. With a gasp, you felt him do just that, writing down the poem on your belly with the tip of his fingernail. 

You turned beet-red as you threw your head back, your laughter turning silent. You had long since begun crying with delight, and tears rolled down your cheeks in rivers, but he didn’t stop until you started coughing. With a chuckle, he released you, and you panted for breath. You didn’t move from his lap, and Shoto didn’t seem to mind. He gently placed a hand on your forehead, tilting it toward him. 

“Are you alright?” he asked gently. You nodded with a smile, which he returned. His smile was inviting, like a sunbeam on a winter’s day. He slowly helped you sit back up and handed you his mug again. You eagerly gulped it down. The tea was warm and sweet, and when you finished it and set it back on the table, you realized that Shoto wasn’t too different. 

“Thank you, Shoto,” you said softly.

“For the tea?”

“Yes,” you replied, “and… for the tickles. It… helped me unwind.” You looked away and rubbed your neck shyly. 

“You’re welcome, Y/N. It was fun for me, too. I don’t think I’ve ever heard you laugh like that.” He smiled again, a small treat like candy. “It’s nice to see you so carefree. You’re usually a ball of nerves,” Shoto admitted bluntly, making you sigh and nod in agreement. 

You basked in the silence for a bit before both of you suddenly looked up. That was the unmistakable sound of… And right on cue, the word ‘mumble’ began to figuratively float across your field of view. At its origin, you and Shoto saw Izuku madly scribbling in his notebook and mumbling about something. You swore you caught the words “ticklish,” “stomach,” and “squeals.” 

Behind Izuku, standing in the hallway, were Ochaco, Denki, Tsuyu, Mina, Eijiro, and Kyoka. The first two desperately attempted to quiet Izuku, to no avail. You sat bolt upright, glaring at the unwelcome audience. 

Eijiro broke the silence with a playful swat to the back of Izuku’s head. “You got us caught with your nerd shit, Deku,” he joked, making the green-haired hero look away backfully. 

“That was adorable!” Mina grinned, pointing at you. “You made a bunch of noise, so we wanted to check it out!” 

“You’d better erase what you wrote, Deku.” You spoke calmly but in a way that gave no misapprehensions about your seriousness. 

Ochaco looked over Izuku’s shoulder. “Doesn’t look like he’s gonna do that.”

“Midoriya,” Shoto spoke up. “Be sure to write that they couldn’t use their quirk while being tickled.”

You gasped at the betrayal. “Don’t you fucking dare write that, Deku!”

With a glance, Denki, Kyoka, and Tsuyu replied simultaneously, “Oh, he’s already writing it.”

With a growl, you shot from the couch. “You’re fucking dead, Deku!” Your classmates yelped with shock and ran down the hall from you, stifling their giggles. 

Eijiro, egging you on, tossed back over his shoulder a snide, “Now you’re sounding like Katsuki!”

“Oh, I’ll make Katsuki look like a fucking bag of pop rocks when I’m done with you idiots!” Your threat carried no heat since it was filled with giggles. You couldn’t help but laugh at the ludicrousness of the situation, smiling fondly at how much you loved your friends.

And behind you, on the couch, Shoto grinned with pride as he picked up his book to continue reading. He was glad he had been allowed to be so affectionate with someone for a chance. Absent-mindedly, he picked up his mug of tea for a sip but sighed disappointingly at the lack of tea inside. Maybe he needed bigger mugs. 

[lethxia]

idk if you’ve read the new chapter, but what are your thoughts on it? :o

mha420… intensely depressing. now, as a 3baka fan and an avid defender of both eraser and mic, imagine the pain and horror the entire “i see tears…” “i don’t cry!! im a man!!” “i meant kurogiri” exchange brought me.

so i cant say anything that the multiple analysers of mha havent already said, so im just gonna ramble abt my feelings on it instead.

honestly im just hoping that hori doesnt sideline mic. live, laugh, love /3/baka. tbh, im sorta (read: very fucking) upset that aizawa didnt even notice/acknowledge mic crying? my ship is going down like the titanic. its so over. or at least it feels like it

mic has always been portrayed as the comic relief and your average reader wouldnt care about the few times that hes shown actual emotion outside of the entire “present mic” persona he has going on. and if horikoshi doesnt elaborate on the dramatically different ends present mic and yamada hizashi are on im gonna. do it myself. maybe. i just want him to be taken seriously for once by the general fandom.

and, aizawa. aizawa my sweet beloved, that bastard of a man. aghhhxhhdhjdjjdj. my live reaction to the manga was basically just me being like “AIZAWA. AIZAWA PLEASE. OH MY GOD AIZAWA” because wow. hes so. hes so fucked up and stuck in the past. as someone who projects onto emic Heavily it was just like watching myself make decisions in spectator mode. which was. not fun.

anyways. horikoshi better give their arc like, nine chapters And a volume cover. the 3bk arc is something that ive waited for ever since i started watching the show. 420 promises me great things.

also, can i just say that the art is amazing? the art is amazing. emic look so good. the artist and writer in me are decking it out over whether to be delighted about how pretty they both are and how theyre so so so sad and deserve nicer better things.

[dekusleftsock]

There’s so much evidence for an ochako uraraka rising, it’s painful that I didn’t realize this before.

Maybe this is looking into it too much, but 285 and 375… idk.

Anyway, Tsu pushing Uraraka through the portal after Katsuki’s kidnapping parallel, after Deku being pulled through the portal for a confession.

GIRLS GONNA CONFESS! OR AT LEAST EXPRESS HER LOVE! IM SO EXCITED!

Anyway, more unorganized rambles of my thoughts.

Maybe the reason that danger sense doesn’t go off is because Toga genuinely doesn’t want to hurt Izuku, and her love isn’t inherently violent. Like

Constantly, throughout these chapters, not once, not ONCE does Ochako think that her love is dangerous here. Not a single time. And Izuku is constantly judging her, making conclusions about her true “nature”. BUT THIS IS JUDGING OCHAKO TOO! THIS IS HOW OCHAKO ALSO “EXPERIENCES” LOVE! And I think they’re going to talk about this! (This isn't izuku slander, I'm just being honest, he's great and very loving but only Ochako is saving this girl)

Because not once does Ochako actually want to become toga, they do the same thing that bkdk do. They subconsciously mimic each other.

From literally gaining her eye bags when thinking about her

To putting her hair up in a similar hairdo to toga.

Or even mimicking the way she floats mid air, like these panels

It’s subconscious mimicking of the person you love, not trying to become them.

Let’s look at the difference between Toga’s confession to Izuku vs her confession to Ochako. Because, let me tell you, there are definitely some differences.

Instead of “I wanna BECOME you”, it is “I wanna be LIKE you”.

Ntm the uncanny valley feeling that horikoshi drew with the panel of toga confessing to Izuku. It’s a little eerie in Ochako’s, but not nearly as much as Izuku’s.

And this, this is the biggest thing that stands out to me in their respective confessions.

(Idk why it's being weird, sorry)

With her confession to Ochako, it’s personable. “What would you like to do with me?” Whereas her confession to Izuku refers to him as “hero” first before “you”. It’s softer, more genuine.

It’s her true vulnerability with Ochako, and an escape with Izuku. Instead of saying her confession head on, she disappears into the waves.

Ntm this panel. Has no one noticed what this sounds like? Scratch that, who this sounds like?

Shigaraki has only ever thought of aizawa as “cool”. Why would horikoshi do this? What’s the point? Why in the hell have aizawa and shigaraki had this weird back and forth?

And why the hell would you draw a direct parallel to Toga’s view of Izuku?

Simple: Izuku is the idealized hero in stains eyes. Not only did he directly say that Izuku is a “true hero” but his entire character surrounds the fact that he hates “fake heroes”, aka heroes that are only in the industry for fame or savior complexes, feeling good about yourself. Shigaraki views Aizawa the same.

And Izuku is CONSTANTLY referred to in reference to Allmight. Allmight is an idea, a figure, but he is not a person.

The point of Toga calling Izuku “cool” like Shigaraki refers to Aizawa or how Izuku refers to Allmight, is because idolization causes dehumanization. Humanity is flawed, therefore a person who is perfect is not human.

Toga never sees Uraraka as “cool”, not once. She sees her as a person. And it’s these two contrasting ideas of dehumanization, idolization vs villainizing. Idolization of Izuku through Toga and Ochako, idolization of endeavor through hawks, idolization of Allmight through Izuku, the cycle continues. It’s not love, it’s an idea.

There is not an idolization between Izuku and Katsuki, or Ochako and Toga. It’s an understanding of the people you love and their flaws. You mimic the good and bad. Like how Ochako mimics Toga's fury and acceptance, or how Toga mimics Ochako's determination and exclusion/black and white thinking. Its subconscious, actual love. It is not something born from trauma or another person's pressure. Just as Izuku is learning how to control his heart, Toga is too.

"You got that, hero?"

This image ring any bells?

How about I show this?

Toga too needs to control her heart, so a confession is on the rise for Izuku. If Toga not controlling her heart elicited the same reaction Izuku had, then how are his feelings not the same? This feels like I'm contradicting, because Toga doesn't "really love Izuku" as I've said before. I guess I don't think she loves Izuku in a truly healthy way, she cares about him and rejection hurts no matter what. Especially in the way that Izuku rejected hurt. (Oh the irony to have him discover Katsuki was dead after saying that he would never want the people he loves to be hurt) But their main difference is that, Toga knows Ochako, not Izuku. Just as Izuku knows Katsuki, not Toga, or even Ochako.

But I think that Ochako does or is developing a sort of care for Toga. No, I do not think they would get together at any time near during the current timeline. She will however spill her feelings and guts out for Toga, like Katsuki, on the battlefield. (Praying for that Ochako Uraraka Rising because I don't think that she would let Toga die, especially before talking to her first) I will say, the only way for the heroes to win right now might be turning Toga to the side of the heroes, especially since the clones are entirely spread out now. If a miracle were to happen, I think it will entirely depend on two girl's shoulder's.

This is gonna be fun.

[kravisaweeb]

okay ive just been thinking about bkdk wayy too much recently (when am i not, though, honestly?) and i just Have to dump my thoughts somewhere. these are my own personal opinions and if you don't agree 100% (or at all) that's perfectly fine!

it's kinda Long and Rambly so beware lmao

so ive been reading more bkdk meta (of course) and like, i have so many conflicting feelings cause. y'all, no amount of evidence and logic and reasoning and thematic and narrative parallels and development and arc conclusions and build-up and Everything will make a weekly shonen jump main title gay. that's My opinion as a terribly bitter cynic, and it is in no way meant to rain on other people's parades (if you think they will be canon, you are more optimistic than i and are making the world a sweeter place). I've just been burnt too many times, i don't really expect anything from mainstream media At All—only indie content gets my unfiltered hype and hopes—and whenever things do shake up differently from what i thought, it's a nice surprise! cause the alternative is, This Mountain of Evidence and Development... and then oops get hit with the straightification beam on the last second.

"but it would be so unsatisfying! and completely out of nowhere! and just plain out of character! and ignore so much development! and it wouldn't make any sense at all with what has been established in the story!" Yeah. i know! im as angry and annoyed and disappointed about it as anyone. and yet, so many fucking times, that's how it goes. it would be terrible, and weird, and completely against everything that's been set up, and yet it would happen anyway. this is true even for things that are not shipping-related—ask game of thrones how it ended. cause executives are Executives everywhere, including the "west", which is """"supposedly"""" more liberal (lol, lmao). people with money that make all the decisions force creatives to comply, or fight with tooth and nail and blood and sweat and tears into allowing them to make the story they DO want to make. so it's really hard for me to see it in any other light, when i have seen it happen so many times before.

and yet.

And Yet. i cant help but think, but wonder—what is it all for then, anyway??

i can honestly say, taking off my shipping goggles for a moment, bkdks platonic relationship has ended. it really ended two years ago, culminating when bkg took a bullet for him, and then was cemented when he apologised, you know, to trample down any doubts. there we go, narrative concluded! from rival to best friend. all loose threads tied in terms of their relationship. if that's how it had ended, how it had stagnated, remained in stasis, with this New Dynamic the new canon going into the final battle then show over. yeah. typical shonen bestie stuff. it would have ended and i would have gone "oh they were in LOVE fr" forever, but knowing that people who were like "this is what besties are like! this is what siblings are like!" also had as much of a claim to their interpretation as mine (even if i didn't personally agree w it lmao)

BUT IT DIDN'T STOP THERE and i have to ask why???? WHY is it more central i Don't Get It. i dont understand? i really dont get it cause.... why? bkg is important to deku, yes. other people are also important to deku (all might, his mom, his other friends, civilians, any lost pet he has to kill himself over cause he is a Good Caring Shonen Protag). that has been established for forever. so i don't rly understand the necessity to further highlight that One part of his personality (caring about kacchan) to motivate him into fighting the Big Bad Villain, when 1. he would've fought the villain anyway cause that's what heroes do, and 2. it could have been a generic "you hurt my friends!!" and like lump in more people there, like in the first war arc where several people got hurt (aizawa, gran torino, etc).

but No! you hurt that guy. that guy, that while he was dying, the villain, textually, explicitly says, "i am hurting you because it will make deku angry and sad, since you are his most important person" (that's almost a fucking quote im basically QUOTING here). and it's like, what? lmao wait. what?? why???

what is it building up towards?? i dont get it. it's not going to build up to the apology/their relationship being mended (what we thought would be the climax of the whole thing), cause that already happened. there's no "oh my god if kacchan dies he'll never get to say sorry!" stakes, or "oh my god if deku fails he'll never be able to be friends with kacchan again!" stakes, cause like, that already did happen though. i mean i know obviously in real life, you do things for people just for their sake, not because of what it will mean for your narrative arc. but this is a made up story and thus needs storytelling reasons for shit to happen. so what is the reason for deku needing to be pushed, needing to be backed into a corner, over kacchan dying? why did bakugo have to die (had to get FRIDGED, it's a trope and everything), if not so that his death would fuel dekus rage (which we were told explicitly was the reason why)? why, out of everyone on the battlefield, out of everyone in the CAST, did it have to be bakugo, the one to make deku Lose It?

i mean we know why, but still. what? is it really, textually, canonically That?

i just don't get it. and secretly, deep deep inside, i really hope we get to find out soon

[loveandfictionforall]

Hello! I would like to ask for a mha match-up. So I'm a 27 year old pansexual (prefer male with big titties 😏) female. I have black straight long hair which gets tangled or get in my way easily (like aizawa), so i always tie my hair into a ponytail or half up half down. My body type is very simple, decent slim. Fun fact about me, i can eat alot and not gain any weight. I don't have that many friends, nor count them as (I guess ._.), not because im a loner or something, but because i never really have the time or energy to. Im an artist, i started drawing when im still a small child, so i guess i draw pretty good :). I like horror movies and stuff, but as a coward, i cant sleep after watching a horror movie, even when its not really scary. I like pop music, but it has like a seductive vibe to it, like doja cat "wine pon you" or something. I guess im not an awkward person and am at the same time, like I can start a conversation ONLY if there's something interesting going on and I have a topic to talk about. Like, when I see a BUG 🐛, I'll think of that one time in elementary school where a bug followed me TWICE (present mic will be TRAUMATISED). But if u know me... get your ears ready (sometimes, i dont really talk at hom), because as soon i have something to talk about, im coming after u faster than iida in his full speed. Anyways 💁‍♀️, im a very confused person, like u tell me to mop the table, i'll be like "which cloth??" 🤨 (because im stupid 😞😞) and u usually have to repeat ur words because i cant hear SHIT BECAUSE OF MY SMALL EARS >:((. Anyways.. i dress randomly at home dress presentable going outside, like a clean shirt with mall pants (aka the only jeans i wear). I have a habit to be very arrogant towards my siblings (two very LAZY chickens), like "im mom's favourite child" or "i did (this) today, what about you? Fart and burp??", like I'm just telling the truth right?.. right?? (I like attention :,D). Anyways, I unconsciously zone out and daydream about my one and only.. SHO-CHAN!~ (aka aizawa >//<), because I don't simp for other characters (expect for Present Mic, bakugou and ME (i self love a lot baby, u should too)). I have a bad habit to constantly cut the side of my nails, like I try to cut REALLY DEEP, idk why but I like the pain ig?? ANDD i have a bad habit to keep saying the word SHIT. I think that's all, hope u find my match soon and I hope its AIZAWA-CHAN!!~~ (I sound and feel like miss joke lmao, also thanks for answering my question ♡)

Well... *Cough*. I would like to say Aizawa and I mean, he can suit you, you ain't wrong but I immediately thought of someone else 🙈

I ship you with FatGum!

- I think, he is such a supportive man! Loving all your jokes, intently listens to you rambling about bugs and explaning things as clearly as he can so you do not get confused.

- I can totally see him writing you little post-it notes around your home to remind you of things, like "Please drink some water, sweetheart."

- He would watch horror movies with you, just that you can watch them and sleep afterwards because he it is at your side. He does not like them a lot but hey, it is for you.

- He will show your drawing proudly off. Like to Kirishima and Tetsutetsu, maybe even some of the pro heros. He just loves your drawing and pins some of his favorites on his walls at home.

- He would totally love those dinner dates with you where you both try to outeat the other person. The people around you will be in shock, but you two will enjoy yourselves!

When you daydream, he will stop talking, watching you softly for a second and then let you snap out of it. But he lets you take your time, so you do not feel about it. He will go on with his day until you are ready to go again. He is just absolutely chill and has no problem with it whatsoever.

[sunkensubtext]

I keep having dreams about Endeavor, someone PLEASE tell me how to stop the madness

The first night he innocently stole my reeses pumpkins. It was annoying because I had bought him his own but I let it go. The second time he stole them I was a little bit peeved but again, I was not starting a feud over this.

What I can NOT let go is the one I just woke up from, where we were in a standoff in a cramped library. He was blocking the exit and I was ready for him to hit me with some kind of flame move, but he said "bitch you thought wrong" and stepped aside to allow a fuckton of water in, which flooded the building and trapped me like a little bug against a bookcase.

I passed out and when I woke up he was carrying me over his shoulder through these crazy ass, all white, run down medical hallways. He opened a door and threw me inside, and it was set up like a really shitty kids' party. None of the colors matched but I could tell he tried very hard

And then he interrogated me about whether or not I was gay

[lukecastellan-rights]

god i’m just so happy

[izusun]

ALRIGHT I HAVE SOME CRACK FOR YOU

Consider: mom genes are dominant in BHNA. Theoretically Midoriya Hisashi can look like anyone. So Izuku told Todoroki about how his father left early on, he and Kaminari (you know Kami would also be a conspiracy theorist) went wild. Everyone from Sir Nighteye to Stain was under contention (except for All Might, Izuku shot that one down pretty quick), and once they revealed their conspiracy board to the rest of Class 1-A, everyone got excited at the prospect of gaining Izuku as a possible cousin. The mystery was afoot: who was Midoriya Hisashi?

BUT THEN one day Aizawa invites Inko to visit UA campus to clear up the mystery once and for all because its distracting his class. Not only was all of Class 1-A gathered on the campus lawn, the entirety of UA's staff was there because there was a betting pool among all the teachers.

And Inko reveals the BOMBSHELL that one of the reasons that Midoriya Hisashi left was because Izuku wasn't actually his son, and that Izuku's father was ACTUALLY a random hook up. This makes everyone freak out, because now quirk can be disregarded, which means it's anyone's game.

But THEN Inko is like "I do know who Izuku's father is" then looks over to Izuku and is like "Are you sure you want me to do this in front of everyone?" And Izuku just sighs and is like "You might as well at this point."

Inko goes up to Yagi and says "You are the father"

Everyone fucking riots.

- Goblin anon

IM IN LITERAL TEARS GOBLIN!!!!

PLEASE WRITE THIS?? LIKE?? YOUR AU DUMPS ARE ALWAYS GODTIER IM ROLLING!!!

BUT TO BRAINWORM WITH YOU, HERE’S ME RAMBLING AGAIN

first: KAMINARI AND TODOROKI FRIENDSHIP AAAHHH

after midoriya opened up that hisashi left, todoroki rushed to kaminari’s room because new shit to imagine with his best bud

just him slamming the door, not even batting an eye at kaminari’s surprised shout and the mini electric static that filled his room. todoroki shuts the door close, and heads to kaminari’s closet where they keep their mini rolling whiteboard. kaminari sees him and jumps up in excitement because oohh new thing to theorize with todo

kaminari watches as todoroki erases the previous theories they had (it was if aizawa had a minor telekinetic quirk because of the way his hair floats. and then it branched to aizawa having a MENTAL quirk where he just makes people believe that their quirk is gone because how is it possible to block off the quirk gene??? ANYWAYS) and writes with his clean penmanship.

it went:

MIDORIYA’S DAD?????? underlined thrice with red marker

kaminari is instantly excited because of all the things they theorized, familial bonds were always the best ones to tackle (i.e. that one time they were convinced that amajiki was midnight’s son)

AND THE MONTAGE OF THEM TRYING TO PIECE WHO IT IS LAJDLAKS

kaminari proposed all might but todoroki, as you said, shot it down.

why nighteye is the dad? green hair and the mutual fanboying for all might

stain? (todoroki opened up about the case and kaminari stuck to his word to not tell anyone) kaminari’s the one pushing this because think about it, roki. why was stain against both you and iida but not mido? he probably knew that mido’s his son!

enji? “i’d love to have midoriya as my brother” - todoroki shouto, xxx2

theorizing midoriya’s dad got too exciting that they shared it to their separate class gc (lovingly called “deku’s fanclub,” of course it was a secret from midoriya) and everyone got into it. EVEN BAKUGOU

they started theorizing who of them have any inkling relation to midoriya.

uraraka? they both can float (bakugou pretends to be into this theory too to protect ofa’s secret)

asui? green hair

tokoyami? midoriya’s black whip resembles dark shadow (again, bakugou pretends to be sold even though inside, he’s cackling because he knows how far from the truth that was)

the teachers’ betting pool were on uraraka’s family. only a handful (aizawa, all might, and nezu) don’t put in their bets.

and so it goes on and on and on. and aizawa breaks because he’s had enough. he hates hearing from both his colleagues and his students alike about midoriya inko’s escapades that led up to the birth of his problem child. it’s because of that reason that aizawa invites inko to end this once and for all.

“mrs. midoriya inko-“

“ms.,” inko corrects.

“ah, yes. ms. midoriya inko, i apologize for calling you on your weekend, however, i think it is imperative that we know who is the father of your son simply because i no longer wish to hear about this topic from any of these people’s mouths. not only is it disrespectful to you and your son’s virtues, but it is the greatest displeasure i’ve ever had the opportunity to hear.”

a beat of silence passes before inko laughs, light and beautiful and happy. she looks at izuku who’s sheepishly rubbing at his nape, looking far more embarrassed than the rest of 1a and the other teachers who realized that their bets and theorizing were actually discourteous.

so to save her son, she explains that izuku was the fruit of a random hookup during her youth. everyone (including both katsuki and izuku) explodes at the news. inko laughs again, waving her hand as if to dismiss everyone’s reaction.

“i do know who it is though,” she says, mirthful, however izuku knows her enough to see that she was also nervous. it was in the way she fiddled with her fingers, eyes shifty, bouncing her weight from one heel to another.

“can we know who it is?” todoroki asks from beside kaminari, notebook open between them.

“well, if izuku’s alright with that,” inko answers. everyone turns to izuku before she was even done answering, eyes ranging from pleading to borderline desperation. he gives his ascent.

they watch as inko straightens her back, face void of emotions and crosses the room towards-

to-

holy shit.

“you’re izuku’s dad,” she says, clapping yagi from his back.

what the fuck.

[trashy-kawa]

dream come true!! i. midoriya

title. dream come true

pairing. izuku midoriya x fem!reader

short summary. izuku wasn’t how everyone saw him. they thought he was vanilla and a bottom. they couldn’t be any farther from the truth.

warnings. smut, cursing, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), spanking (like two), mentions of choking, hair pulling (fem receiving), degradation, mentions of threesome, dom!izuku, sub!reader, lmk if i missed anything!!

word count: 2k

a/n: thank you @tteokdoroki for helping me chose who i should write abt and thank you to all the other writers in here who have inspired me to be the writer i wanna be <33 also reader is the adopted daughter of aizawa and present mic yeah that’s info that is valuable for later, but not really needed to understand lol. happy reading!!!

a/n pt 2: if you don’t like the way I think a character is, please do not hate on me. im a new creator and the hate will bring me down. if you don’t like the way i portray izuku as being a closeted pervert, don’t read! simple as that >:( you see the warnings say degradation, then say dom!izuku. if you don’t like that i don’t portray izuku as a subby bitch, that’s not my problem. sorry if i was rude! i just don’t want hate for how i see character as

his eyes were green and his hair was curly and the same forest green shade. he smirked down at you, unlike the soft smile he always gave you. this was a sadistic smirk.

his lips met yours in a hot, feverish kiss. you were addicted to the way his lips felt on yours. the soft flesh felt amazing.

his large hand groped your breast.

“‘z-zuku,” you whined. “please.”

“‘please’, what, angel?” he asked. “what do you want?”

“want you,” you whined. “want your-your cock.” he groaned.

“you’re so good for me, baby,” he smiled. “you want my cock? beg like a good little slut for daddy’s cock.”

a gasp came from you as you sat up quickly. you shivered and looked up. mina, denki, and hanta were standing over you. denki was holding two cups. “did you dump water on me?” you whined.

“you were moaning and groaning,” said mina. “we thought you were having a bad dream.”

“far from!” you groaned.

“well, it’s time to get up anyways,” said denki. “so get your short ass up and out of bed. besides, midoriya is waiting for you in the common area.”

“shit!” you cried. you rolled off your bed with a thump. “i promised izu we could go out before class started. fuck.” you sighed. “get out so i can change.” you practically shoved the trio out and closed your door.

you quickly put on your uniform, accidentally putting on mismatched socks (they were knee socks, however one was mint green and the other lilac). you threw on your jacket and then blue converse, before grabbing your school bag and racing from the room. deciding the elevator would take too much time, you ran down the stairs, almost tripping over your untied shoelaces.

izuku was sitting on the couch when you got down the stairs. “‘zuku,” you sighed, plopping down next to him. “i’m sorry. i woke up late. plus i forgot to set my alarm last night. thank god mina, denki, and hanta were there to wake me up, right?”

izuku smiled. He thought your rambling was adorable. just as you thought his mumbling was. you never found it creepy when he documented about you or your quirk (he secretly had a notebook of all the things you liked, which he’d look over before every date). you liked his dedication to become a hero.

“it’s fine, y/n,” he said. “we can do it after school, or over the weekend. i’m fine with it.” his smile made your day. “let’s head over to the school, yeah?” you nodded.

class was as it always had been. bakugo was yelled at by iida (normal). aizawa took a nap in his yellow sleeping bag (extra normal). izuku was caught mumbling about someone (most normal of all). however, what he was mumbling about, as he wrote in his journal labelled y/n, was a mystery to you and your classmates.

lunch finally came, and you plopped in your usual seat next to mina at the table with the girls. “anything new with lover boy, y/n?” mina asked, resting her head in her hand, giving a fake dreamy look.

“we had sex last night,” you said quietly. “well, we’ve been fucking for a while now, we lost our cards to each other about a month after we started dating and that was three months ago.”

“how was it?” toru asked with a squeal.

“you’d think he’s sweet and gentle in bed, right?” the girls nodded. “he’s a fucking freak. even when we first fucked. obviously he’d watched porn. plus he’s a quick learner.”

“oooh!” mina giggled. from across from her, ochaco looked sad.

“you okay, ‘chaco?” you asked, grabbing her hand.

she hesitated. “i’ve liked deku since first year,” she said. “but i didn’t tell anyone besides mina.” she looked down. “i’m happy you’re with him, i just gotta got over him.”

“‘chaco,” you sighed. “i’m sorry, i didn’t know.”

“you never know! you never know anything!” she cried. you looked down. it was true that you didn’t know the signals. you’d liked izuku since the first year but didn’t get with him until third year.

tears filled your eyes and you got up from the seat and stormed from the cafeteria. something deep inside you told you this was your fault. it was your obliviousness that made ochaco mad. now that you thought about it, you could see ochaco liking your boyfriend as a possibility. ever since the very beginning of yours and izuku’s relationship, ochaco had not been nearly how she used to be. she was kind and bubbly. now she was sad and seemingly depressed. and it was all your fault.

you didn’t have much control on where your feet were taking you, however you have an idea. first, you checked the classroom, normally your father was there. he wasn’t. however, he didn’t go to the staff room sometimes with dadmic and aunt nemuri.

you knocked on the staff room door and opened it slowly. some teachers were there. cementos-sensei was there, along with dadmic and aunt nemuri. “do you guys know where he is?” you asked.

dadmic tilted his head. “wassup, girlie?” he asked.

“nothin’, just wanna talk to dadzawa,” you mumbled. “he’s probably sleeping, though, right?” aunt nemuri nodded.

“he was up late last night patrolling,” she said. you sighed and turned around, walking out of the teacher’s lounge.

the rest of the classes flew by and soon you were walking away from the school to the dorms. you didn’t talk to many, not after what ochaco had said. you didn’t even talk to izuku, who you could tell was visibly confused and scared he did something wrong.

a knock disturbed your thoughts. “y/n? you in there?” it was hitoshi. your brother.

“come in,” you said. the door opened and in came your purple haired brother. he sat down on your bed and looked down at you.

“what’s wrong?” he asked, pulling you into his arms.

“ochaco said something that was really true,” you sighed. “she said i didn’t pay attention to anything. simply because i didn’t know she had a crush on izuku.”

“don’t listen to her, y/n,” said hitoshi. “it’s her fault for not telling you how she felt. not yours. if she truly liked him, she would have done something about it like you did. now, let’s go see that boyfriend of yours. he’s worried sick he did something to make you upset.”

you spend time in the common area, leaning against izuku, playing with his fingers, as everything went on around you. that’s when you remember the dream denki, mina, and hanta rudely interrupted when they won you from a “night terror.” denki probably knew you were having a wet dream, he just didn’t wanna say anything that would embarrass you.

“izu,” you said softly. he hummed in response. “wanna go back to my dorm? i have something i wanna tell you.” he nodded and you two got up from the couch, bidding your friends and classmates a goodnight.

getting to your dorm didn’t take very long. once you got there, you plopped on you bed while izuku took you desk chair.

the izuku he showed everyone was different from the izuku you saw in the confines of one of your rooms. the izuku your classmates and friends saw was a dedicated boy who was kind of scared to talk to pretty girls. the izuku you saw behind closed doors was still dedicated, however he was more confident. both you and him were glad kyoka wasn’t in the room next to you.

“what did you wanna tell me, angel?” he asked, his green eyes watching you closely.

“well, uh, last night, before kami, mina, and hanta woke me up, i was having a dream. a … sexual dream,” you stammered on your words. no one would guess in the bedroom you were the shy submissive and he was the sadistic dominant. but that’s just how the world worked.

“a sexual dream?” he asked, eyes narrowing as he got up from the chair to get closer to you. “what happened in the dream, angel?”

“i asked for your cock and … and you made me beg and … and called me a slut.” you looked down, ashamed of what you had dreamt about.

“aw, my little baby wants to be called a slut and told to beg?” he asked rhetorically. “better give my little slut what she wants, right?” you looked up into his eyes. they were darkened over with lust.

“please, ‘zuku,” you whined.

“oh, angel, that’s not my name right now, so let’s try again, yes?”

“please, daddy!”

“good girl.” he smiled down at you and ran his hand over the side of your face. “now, tell me all that you want.”

“want-want daddy’s cock. want daddy to ruin me and use me and make me not be able to walk tomorrow.”

“you want me to treat you like the little slut you are, hmm?” you nodded your head, your hair bouncing with it. “better give my girl what she wants.” he looked down at you. “get on the floor.” you did as you were told, as if under his spell. he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. “that’s the last act of kindness you’re getting before i’m done. now, let daddy fuck that pretty little mouth, yeah?”

you squealed a little bit and began undoing his belt. you popped the button and unzipped his pants. when you did so, his monster of a cock hit you square in the face. izuku was long and thick. he was maybe nine inches in length and two inches around. he always managed to break you when you fucked.

you looked into his dark eyes and licked the pink tip, giving it a little kiss, too, before taking it into your mouth. it got not even halfway before you gagged, however you didn’t care. this wasn’t about you. it was about making izuku feel good. that was always how you felt. however, no matter how many times he called you a slut or his fuck toy, he always made sure you came, like the good boyfriend he was.

locking his hands into your hair, he pushed your head down against his groin, his pubic hair tickling your nose. “shit,” he muttered. “you like it when i treat you like this, huh? like when i treated you like the fuck toy you are?” his words went straight to your core, causing your pussy to ache. “take off your panties. do not take your mouth off my cock, though, got it?” hummed and did as you were told, however it was difficult. you knew what he was planning. by the time he came, izuku wanted to see how much of a mess you’d made of the carpet you say on. he wanted to see the puddle that would be there. he knew a puddle would be there. izuku took you off his cock and looked down at you. “you wanna suck daddy’s balls?” you nodded your head eagerly. “do it then, slut.” he held his cock up as you dived in to lick and suck on his balls. you had to admit, he had some big breeder balls and you knew if he wanted to, he’d make you pregnant after just one load shooting into you. he pulled your head off him and stood up. “get on the bed, angel.” once again, you listened. you got on your hands and knees, while izuku pushed your head into the bed and angled your hips up. “you want daddy’s cock, slut?”

“yes! oh, yes please, daddy! wan’ your cock so badly!” you cried out. izuku smirked, before shoving two of his thick fingers into you. “d-daddy!” you didn’t want his fingers! you wanted his cock!

“daddy’s gotta prep you, angel,” he said. “can’t put my cock in without any prep, it’ll hurt.”

“i like it when you hurt me, daddy!” you squealed as he hit the spot deep inside you, that not even you could reach. “like it was you spank me hard and pull my hair and choke me! like it when you hurt me!”

he groaned. “such a little slut.” he removed his fingers and spanked your ass, causing you to try and hold back your moan.

you looked back at him. “that didn’t hurt.” you pouted. “that all you got, or have you lost your touch?” izuku chuckled and spanks your ass harder. you squealed. “harder, daddy, don’t be afraid. i like it, remember?” that’s when he got fed up. he took his cock into his hand and guided it to your entrance. “shit!” he trusts in, stretching you out. “daddy!” you squeal.

“is this what my little slut wanted?” he asks, trust harder, forcing your head into the bed. “my little slut wanted to be used and ruined, huh?” you nodded into the bed. he became trusting harder, faster, causing little high pitched squeals to come from you.

a rope began forming in your abdomen, you knew you were close. “daddy! gonna-gonna—” you couldn’t finish. he was fucking you just that good.

“‘gonna’ what, angel? tell daddy what you’re going to do, hmm?”

“gonna cum! gonna cum, daddy! please let me cum!”

“cum, slut! that’s all you do anyways, that and whine like a little bitch in heat.”

the coil in your abdomen snapped and you came with a muffled scream, thankfully it was muffled, due to you biting against the pillow. izuku’s trusts began getting sloppy, you knew he was getting close. he told his cock out of you and pulled you up by your hair. he stroked his cock and groaned out, looking at your fucked out face, waiting for his cum. he came all over your face, painting it white with his cum.

when he finished, he fished for his phone and took a few pictures. “gonna make this my lockscreen,” he says, showing you the pictures he took. “you’d like that, yeah? daddy showing everyone what a whore you are? or i could just fuck you over your desk before class starts monday, right?” you whined at the thought. the thought of your friends, classmates, even your teachers, seeing you bent over taking izuku’s thick cock. “aw, me cute little slut wants an audience.” he chuckled. “we won’t start that big. maybe i’ll have kacchan join us, what do you think? he could fill up this cute little pussy, and i’ll finally get to ruin your ass. how does that sound?”

“please,” you whined.

“aw, angel,” he pouted before placing a soft kiss on your lips. “let’s go get you cleaned up, then we can talk about possibly letting kacchan use my little whore.”

BONUS!!

the next day came and you couldn’t walk, of course you couldn’t. izuku fucked the living daylights outta you the previous day. you were glad it was the weekend and could relax while letting your muscles settle.

“oi! deku!” it was the shouts of bakugo. he stomped into the common area. he plopped down on the couch causing you to sit up. “you want me to fuck your slut of a girlfriend too, eh?” your face heated up. he heard that. “my dorm is across the hall from shitty girl’s. i heard everything.” you looked down at your hands. curse izuku and his good dick game.

a/n: part two, yes or no?

[denkamis]

hi!! could i get double chocolate and cherry with kaminari, shinsou and midoriya please?❤️

idk if i did this right so im sorry if i didnt!

to anon: hey anon, no worries! you did it perfectly :)) aww i love the characters you chose for this prompt, this is adorable. enjoy some fluffy times with these sleep deprived boys from a very sleep deprived writer <3

warnings: none! just some swearing and some bad sleeping habits lmao. reader is gn!

prompt: denki kaminari, hitoshi shinsou, izuku midoriya scenarios + “it’s okay, i couldn’t sleep anyways.”

denki kaminari

denki stays up late playing osu and minecraft

what can i say, he’s just a gamer man

so he’s honestly pretty reliable when it comes to you knocking on his door at late hours of the night

always the biggest cuddle bug, really happy that you go to him first out of everyone

literally drops everything for you hehe

lots of sleepy kisses too

“fuck! goddammit,” denki grumbled, shaking out his wrist as he had just failed the six star version of the intro of blend-s on osu. he had gotten rather addicted to the circle clicking game. this further resulted in denki staying up late on school nights, despite kirishima’s warnings of him potentially falling asleep in class the next day. it was fine, he could always borrow notes from you or jirou anyways!

as he went to restart the map again, a soft knock came at the door to his dorm room. spinning off his computer room chair, he prepared himself to be lectured by aizawa for the fifth time this week about breaking curfew. “aizawa-sensei, i know that i’ve been loud lately but i swear this time it won’t happen- y/n?” he stopped mid-sentence as he saw you standing on the other side of the door. “what are you doing up so late?”

you shook your head, immediately hugging his torso instead. you were clearly a bit distraught about something, but denki wasn’t a mind reader. he figured that from the way you were clinging onto him, it must have been a bad dream of some kind. “hey, hey, easy there! nearly knocked me over, huh,” denki laughed lightly, pressing a soft kiss to the side of your head before closing the door behind you. you clung onto him, face buried in the crook of his neck. it made a small blush dust across his cheeks, a warm feeling spreading through his arms as he held you close. “i hope i’m not bothering you,” you mumbled, to which denki hummed. “you never bother me, babe. it’s okay, i couldn’t really sleep anyways.”

the two of you stayed like that for a long while, denki swaying the two of you back and forth. you could feel gentle lips peppering the crown of your head with kisses. as your heart rate slowed, denki piped up. “wanna stay here for the night? my bed’s missing out on some action! and by some action, i mean sleep. i really can’t sleep.”

you snorted at his words, your eyes flicking up to his goofy yet endearing smile, his eyes bright yet a bit tired from late night gaming. he poked his tongue out at you, making you roll your eyes with a tiny smile of your own gracing your features.

“how could i say no to that?”

hitoshi shinsou

we already know he’s up at these unholy hours

not for any particular reason, just because he can’t really sleep

quite the insomniac that one

and the fact that he can’t sleep properly or well unless you’re with him

you smell like lavender in the morning too bc he puts it in his pillow to help him sleep, thank you

shinsou lay awake in bed, eyes trained on the ceiling as he waited for himself to fall asleep. it was no secret that he barely got any rest, so it was simply easier to just sit and wait until his body exhausted itself to the point where he simply fell asleep. staying as still as he could, he kept counting the amount of times he breathed in and out. it made him acutely aware of his surroundings. the crickets outside his room, the way the moonlight streamed through his blinds, the miscellaneous creaking sounds of the dorms. yeah, he definitely wasn’t sleeping tonight.

he didn’t flinch as the door to his room opened, blinking slowly as his eyes adjusted to the light spilling into his room along with a new figure. “y/n?” he asked, not bothering to sit up. “hey, are you up? sorry toshi, i couldn’t sleep,” you explained softly, allowing the door to close behind you as you tiptoed across his dorm room. his hair was sprawled across his pillow, deep violet locks hiding his hands situated behind his head comfortably. it showed off his arms that were built from training for when, not if, he ever got into the hero course.

a lazy smile crossed his lips at your words, his heartstrings being played by you so seamlessly. “it’s okay, i couldn’t sleep anyways,” he replied with a tilt of his head towards you. he moved over a bit in his bed as to give you space to lay down next to him. you crawled beneath his comforters, inhaling the scent of lavender as you did. apparently shinsou had said that the smell helped him fall asleep easier. strong arms wrapped around your waist, encasing you in a protective embrace as your head rested comfortably against his chest. the comforter was thrown over the two of you. you felt so much safer already.

his large hands were placed on your lower back, his thumbs drawing lazy circles on your skin as his breathing began to relax noticeably. hiding your smile, you cuddled closer to him. to this day, you had never seen shinsou fall asleep so quickly since that night.

izuku midoriya

baby is up studying for a test that’s in like 2 weeks

either that or he’s on an all might video spree on youtube and no that is not the first time this has happened, it is certainly not the last

he has so many stuffed animals in his room probably, like he just has them stuffed in his closet

the all might plushies stay on the bed tho

his cuddles are unmatched tho, change my mind

izuku was pacing around his room, vocabulary words spinning about his mind as he counted them on his fingers. he was mumbling definitions to himself, going over all of them in his head before referencing his notebook to make sure nothing went wrong. amidst his ramblings, a knock at the door made him jump to attention. “come in?” he called out, watching intently as he saw you come into view. his face showed relief, grateful to know it wasn’t aizawa or kacchan complaining about his incessant pacing.

“would it be alright if i sleep here tonight? i’m worrying about my grades and stuff again,” you rubbed the back of your neck with a small smile, trying to play off your question as relaxed as you could. it wasn’t exactly a secret that you had a crush on the boy in front of you. he was kind and humble, wanting to help as many people as he could despite all the circumstances that had the world against him. it was admirable. even now, he looked so concerned from the clear lack of sleep you’ve been getting these past few days. “of course you can sleep here. ah, wait! i have to, ah,” he stumbled over his words as you looked to the bed to see not one, not even two, but four all might stuffed toys on his bed.

“oh.”

midoriya’s face erupted with crimson, shoving the plushies into his closet as he sputtered out various excuses as to why they were there in the first place. when he turned back to you, you were giggling. not at him, but because of the entire situation in general. “you’re adorable, izu,” you told him gently. a light feeling bloomed in his chest upon seeing the smile you held for him. you looked so undeniably beautiful to him, the way your hair was a bit messy and how you stood in your pyjamas. while others, including yourself, would find that you looked completely normal, midoriya loved seeing you be so casual, so comfortable around him.

“you’re sure i’m not interrupting you, though?”

midoriya returned your smile with his own, stepping forward to intertwined his scarred fingers with your delicate ones. “it’s okay,” he murmured softly, holding your hand as if you were the most precious thing in the world to him, “i couldn’t really sleep anyways.”

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Asking the Boys to Deal with Mineta for You: Bakugo

Bakugo x reader

(Stay tuned for the rest of the boys!)

While you’ve become used to Mineta’s perverted antics this time he really crossed a line. You felt so uncomfortable but you couldn’t stand to be around him long enough to cuss him out. So you decide to ask your crush to step in.

After hiding in the ladies restroom for about 5 mins you finally got that icky feeling off your body from Mineta’s disgusting stares

He was even drooling this time and you had to keep yourself from gaging

You cautiously make your way down the hall to class completely dreading that you’re going to have to see him again so soon

Or ever again for that matter

On your way, you see your crush walking down the hall

Already feeling relieved you call after him

“Bakugo! Wait up!”

He turned around confused and locked eyes with you through the crowd.

“What do you want, weirdo?” He said nonchalantly. Normally you’d be highly offended if someone addressed you like that but everyone knows this is as nice as Bakugo gets. He actually seemed in a good mood.

“Hey um can I ask you a favor?” Suddenly you felt less confident. Embarrassment was sweeping over your cheeks in the color red.

“Depends on what it is. I might not feel like it.” He sounded serious but you caught a undertone of curiosity in his raspy voice.

You pulled him into a corner of a doorway away from everyone. You were already cringing here, extra people were just making it worse.

“What is it? I don’t have all day!” He huffed out, leaning over you in anticipation.

Honestly his impatience was so cute to you. Especially when he started getting all huffy and irritated and the way his nose crinkles up. That adorable little grimace sitting on his lips.

Anyways...it was time to cut to the chase.

“Well, it’s just Mineta...”

“That little dipshit with the nasty balls on his head?”

“Yes. He um...well let’s just say he made me really uncomfortable a little bit ago and I’m not trying to complain- like all us girls just have to deal with him I know- but honestly it was too much this time and-“

Your rambling was cut off by a loud growl. Your heart stopped beating. Was he growling at you? Was this annoying him? You could just die at the thought.

The red hot scowl on his face wasn’t comforting you. He was breathing hard and his body was tense. Hands balled into fists. You couldn’t stop staring at his forearms, he had his sleeves rolled up and you could see every muscle bulging. Pretty soon you were gonna be the one drooling.

“I’m gonna rip his face off! I’m so fucking tired of that stupid little-“

“So you’ll talk to him for me?” You ask hesitantly. You weren’t expecting him to agree to this so fiercely.

“I’m gonna do more than that! I’m gonNA KILL HIM!” He was already whipping his way around the corner, storming straight towards your classroom.

“Wait what!?”

He bust open the door and the whole class jumped in unison.

“FREAK WITH THE BALLS! GET OVER HERE YOU PIECE OF SHIT!”

He had already locked in on his target and was plowing towards him like a bulldozer.

Mineta let out a bloodcurdling shriek and had burst out into tears within seconds just from the sound of Baguko’s voice.

“What’s going on!?” Tenya demanded but Bakugo ignored his existence as usual.

Before you had even made it through the doorway Bakugo was towering over Mineta’s desk just throwing out a whole slew of profanities.

He slammed his fist on his desk so hard it vibrated. “GOOD LUCK TRYING TO STALK HER AFTER IM DONE WITH YOUR ASS! YOU’RE NOT GONNA BE ABLE TO WALK!”

You were starting to alarmingly regret your decision as you watched him physically CLIMB over the desks to catch Mineta who was trying to run away. He snatched him by the collar and pinned him against the wall with ease. You didn’t think he’d actually hurt him but the slight rolls of combustion you saw rumbling on Bakugo’s right hand was not promising.

“Kiri do something!” You pleaded to your red head friend who was just watching in shock with his mouth hanging open.

“Right of course!” He snapped out his daze rushing over to get his friend.

But you didn’t get to relax for longer than a second before you realize Kirishima had hardened up two fists and was HELPING Bakugo not stopping him.

Clearly you have to spell it out for these idiots.

Between Bakugo’s aggressive yelling, Kirishima egging him on, Mineta hysterically sobbing and Tenya scolding them all, your brain just about overloaded. This was all your fault! You had to stop him. Especially before Mr. Aizawa came in. You couldn’t get Bakugo in trouble, he does that enough on his own.

The thought jump started your brain. You rushed over and scooted through a opening in the desks (like a civilized person).

You pushed Kirishima out of the way and tried to talk over all the commotion. It was so loud you could barely hear yourself. At this point everyone in the class was yelling.

“Bakugo stop okay I think he gets the point! Okay he’s done! Put him down!”

You were failing miserably. When Bakugo gets this feral it damn near takes Mr. Aizawa’s quirk to put an end to it.

While you didn’t hate the idea of Mineta getting a little toasted up, you knew you’d have to pull something a little dangerous to get him to calm down.

You grabbed his Bakugo’s glowing hand.

Well, not his hand, his wrist, careful not to touch the rumbling on his palms. There was no hope of pulling his arm away from Mineta’s face, he is ten times stronger than you so you just squeezed as hard as you could to get his attention. He immediately stopped at your touch and his quirk turned off like like a switch.

His head snapped around and eyes looked at you in disbelief. Because he didn’t expect it? Or because he thinks you’re a complete suicidal dumbass for touching his hand while it’s combusting? Who knows.

Now only having to yell over Mineta’s cries, Bakugo was finally listening to you, “please put him down. I think we got our point across.”

Suddenly Mineta’s body hit the floor with a splat noise. It was gross.

“Fine!” Bakugo growled and pushed Mineta over one last time with his boot.

He stalked to his desk and sat down with a loud huff.

“Stop crying Mineta jeez.” Everyone was fed up with him especially you. He finally shut up and scurried off to hide behind Midoriya, still trembling.

“Okay, it’s over, everyone stop freaking out.” You announced and motioned them to all start minding their business again with your hands. Inside you were still panicking but you wanted to get the attention off Bakugo and his...outburst.

Successfully everyone turned back to their groups and started chattering and probably talking shit about a certain someone’s temper but it was good enough for you.

You let out a relieved sigh. Thank god it was over.

Bakugo was hunched down in his seat, arms crossed, feet up on the desk in front of him and his signature scowl hanging on his lips.

In hindsight, you probably shouldn’t have asked the literal most explosive person in class to do the job...but your heart started fluttering as you realized how far he’d gone to stick up for you. Usually he only got that angry over his own irritations. Not for someone else.

You made your way and perched yourself on top his desk.

“I think I heard if you kill a classmate you get expelled.” You teased trying to lighten his mood.

“Well at least I wouldn’t be a liar. Or a perVERT LIKE THAT ONE!” His adrenaline was clearly still pumping. His body was so tense.

An unexpected giggle escaped your lips.

“And you! Don’t laugh at me!” He barked, leaning forward now gripping the side of his desk. His face was so close to yours you could feel the heat radiating off him. “And don’t ever do some dumb shit like that again! You could have got hurt, idiot.”

“But I didn’t.” You replied sweetly. No matter how much he fussed and yelled right now you were just enamored by how cute and intense he was. “Thanks for avenging me Katsuki. I’ll return the favor sometime.” You leaned in and placed a quick kiss on his cheek and quickly fluttered over to your seat since Mr. Aizawa had finally walked in, oblivious to it all.

Bakugo grumbled something about he’d kick your ass before he let you avenge him but you swore you saw a little smile on his lips as class begun.

~~

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[drlessy]

I am going to draw more in the future because I adore him but here’s some ramble about dragon! Izuku AU; I may write a little fic with hims but if you want to write one as well feel free to!! link me if you do :D Dragon! Izuku & Dragon! Dadzawa! AU HCs (Modern times) How Izuku is found: - Izuku is abandoned as soon as he hatches from his egg, stranded in the woods. He’s a confused and hungry bb. - Aizawa is looking for a place to transform into his big boi dragon form and stretch his wings but he ends up finding dragon Izuku bb. - Izuku, having not even seen his own mother or any other person, immediately clings to Aizawa and pretty much claims him as his parent. - Aizawa accepts his fate because there would be no where else for this kid to go and he will be a handful, as most dragon hybrids/dragonborns are. And he, a dragon hybrid himself, is the best option. It’s not like he knew any other dragons in the neighborhood. - the new dragon dad however is also pissed off because someone abandoned Izuku in the first place, but he can’t do anything about it now. - So, Aizawa brings Izuku home to his home and now he has a dragon son that he may or may not tell no one about until a month later. Let’s just say Hizashi is the most upset about not being told. Izuku’s habits: now Im not 100% knowledgable in dragons but. - Izuku has really bad chewing issues, Aizawa has to get him chew toys- but sadly those get destroyed rather quickly as Izuku’s sharp teeth start growing in. Izuku really really loves the ones that squeak and tends to bite open the toys to get to the squeaker. He’s always overly confused when the squeaker stops squeaking when he destroys it. - When Izuku’s talons start growing in he has to scratch everything he can, Aizawa is prepared for this. He has a few scratching posts and the doors are covered with something izuku can scratch freely without ruining the door itself. Izuku ends up scratching up Aizawa’s couch anyways and he has to get a new one. - Izuku tends to bite his hands and tail, the chew toys help stop this but sometimes Aizawa has to put gloves on him. - Izuku’s tail wags and sometimes thumps against the ground real hard whenever he’s happy. He’s accidentally broken a few things by doing this. - Izuku’s wings aren’t strong enough to carry him off the ground until he’s about four years old, so he just flaps his wings rapidly as baby to stretch them. - When Izuku finally transforms into his dragon form it’s chaos to get him to turn back because he’s just a happy baby dragon running around the home. - izuku tends to accidentally let fire out of his mouth whenever he burps. He didn’t mean to set the blanket on fire! He didn’t! (The fire is also green.) - Izuku clings to Aizawa for about 99% of the time the first year he’s there. He just latches onto his leg, back, or stomach and stays there until Aizawa prys him off. It’s a baby dragon habit to stick to a parent. - Izuku lets out chirps and purrs- as well as ‘meeps’. (”Meep!” “Oh yeah?” “Meep!” “Very interesting. Where did you learn that?” “Meep!”) Future; - Izuku goes to UA, residing in class 1-A. The dragon isn’t sure if he wants to be a hero but he would like to save people. Either way, the class is there for him to train and handle his dragon abilities with the help of his Dadzawa. - The class has to adapt to Izuku’s dragon habits, this includes being seen as Izuku’s pack and getting the treatment of nose nuzzles to the neck. - Bakugou tries to get a rise out of Izuku once and he accidentally gets burnt for it. Izuku feels guilty about it, but Bakugou is just so confused on why Izuku continues to treat him kindly. - Sometimes Izuku forgets to speak Japanese and just chirps and coos until Aizawa or someone else points out that he is infact not being understood. - Izuku is more easily flustered whenever he embarrasses himself than he is whenever he’s caught doing his ‘dragon habits’. It’s only because Aizawa never told him it was wrong to do things like growl when frustrated or thump his tail against the ground happily. - Izuku does not get One for All, but he does know about All Might’s smallmight form immediately because dragons can see a certain energy around a person. All might is surprised, to say the least when a scaly student is asking for his autograph. (and not asking what happened, at all. he may be oblivious and think that All Might just has two forms. who knows.) - Aizawa pretends not to favor Izuku but he does. He’ll let Izuku into his sleeping bag if that kid is having a bad day and give him pats on the head whenever he passes him. Izuku honestly has no idea what favoritism or acting normal around your teacher is and tends to cling to Aizawa whenever he’s allowed. (Which, technically he’s not allowed at all but Aizawa still doesn’t stop him-) Plot: - honestly I have no real clue I just like self-indulgent fluff stuff but here’s some ideas maybe?; - Dragon-borns are a rarity and villains may be hunting them down to use to their advantage. (Izuku in danger and Feral Aizawa because his kid was taken from him?) - Dragons mating for life, (Ship fic? Erasermic, Deku ships. Etc.)? - Izuku’s dad trying to come back for him, but Aizawa says hell no. He abandoned his kid, he cant just do that. (That or mom,, but,, sobs) - a world that isnt modern and actually older-times, Aizawa is a king maybe and finds Izuku who becomes a prince. (Etc) That’s all I got atm. Feel free to add on or do your own AU with similar ideas to this! 

[filipinoizukuu]

kacchan is gross 2021 — a much needed headcanons list

anyway. thinkin about how utterly disgusting of a teenage boy bakugou katsuki would be if he was real so now yall gotta listen to me ramble about how gross he is bc. im down bad. all of these are sourced from the fact that i hang out with dumb sweaty jocks who i love very much.

it is a WELL established fact that katsuki bakugou is one sweaty mf. he sweats everywhere and constantly has pit stains and ass prints expecially after a workout or in the summer

another less established fact is that katsuki bakugou is one GROSS mfer. he will shake his head like a dog and spray everyone within a 5 mile radius with nitroglycerin sweat

when denki or izuku piss him off, he will run to them and force their heads under his sweaty sweaty pits as they howl in desperation and disgust. im talkin bout a full on WIPE of his pit sweat into electric blond hair. theyre so grossed out but they did this to themselves.

this hot boy has NO concept of boundaries whatsoever. at first, obviously bakugou prefers his personal space and will commit murder if anyone touches his stuff but

when he gets comfortable?

oh.

oh god

katsuki bakugou has 0 understanding of personal boundaries. hes a sweaty boy, so if you bring a water bottle for training? NOPE not anymore! he snatches it right out of your tired hands and drinks it all—butterfly style.

kirishima would cry except hes too dehydrated bc katsuki keeps stealing his water bottles and pouring them over his head.

todoroki wanders into the common room w a really nice looking ricebowl? BIG mistake. katsuki walks up to him and spits in it so while shouto is to busy trying not to astral project in disgust, bakugou the absolute fiend would take his spit-claimed meal and have free lunch

sero has a spoon of soup halfway to his mouth? the second he pauses to reply to something denki says, katsuki is OFF like those sharks from jaws and steals the spoonful from right under seros pointy exasperated nose.

katsuki has like ZERO shame whatsoever. he will adjust and scratch himself in public with no remorse, staring down anyone that tries to telepathically communicate their disappointment

he'll be walking back to class after a meeting with all might and turn to deku and be like "one moment." before using one arm to unnecessarily lean on him for balance ad having the other very obviously scratch... down there.

deku cringes in horror. "kacchan! dude! what the hell, that's gross—"

bakugou simply throws him a mean smirk and cackles before chasing him with his arms outstretched and yelling 'ball sweat!'

sometimes, he'll randomly go up to the various males of class 1-A and kick them in the nuts and pull them into a spar. Tokoyami has began making cup shields part of his hero costume.

other times he bypasses the nut shot in general and just tackles his poor victim and rubs sweat and teenage boy body odor (bc i REJECT caramel sweat kacchan) into their face until they: a. yield, b. pass out, or c. fight him.

another memorable instance of him dragging people into a spar was right after aizawas class where he leaned into dekus ear, pretending to whisper about something related to OfA before straight up licking the other boy's ear and sending him directly to the 8th circle of dantes inferno

he also 200% shoots todoroki at the back of his head with paper spitballs during class when hes bored