#bnha cafe

[awkwardbakugou]

what id give to go to a mha cafe 😭🧋

[unknownmads]

thinking about dilf kiri😋😋

dilf kiri who’s officially hit his fourties face scruffy, body squishy, full of scars and stretch marks from years of being japan’s shield, and dark roots grown out from growing tired of redying it.

dilf kiri who hasn’t dated since his ex wife, divorcing because being a hero took too much time. Whose two girls adore him but their distance growing as they too age.

dilf kiri who is clearly too old for you but can’t help your attraction to him. having just started working at the cafe/ restaurant your friend owned near the red riots’s agency and lucky you did. you immediately recognized the big man, even with his hair grown out black overtaking his old red, face and arms littered with scars, bulkier with his age, out of his hero suit in something seemingly more comfortable, but same bright smile, red eyes, and same warms aura surrounding him.

dilf kiri who comes in with some of his buddies preaching about how much he loves this place. saying no other cafe compares with the atmosphere, drink, and treats. his friends making comments saying no wonder he’s gotten bulkier if he’s going here so often. you didn’t know he goes here often otherwise you would’ve started here MUCH sooner.

dilf kiri who comes up to order asking for a simple latte and croissant breakfast sandwich, your eyes taking in as much of him as you can before it’s his friends turns to order. one blonde with a black streak ordering a small box of treats and tea. The other blonde ordering a latte as well asking for extra expresso and a breakfast sandwich of his own. before heading back to his table takes a long gaze at you before smiling his signature smile “hey your new here aren’t you? i don’t think i’ve seen you working before!” you almost collapse from excitement from his very simple comment.

“Yea i just started today! hopefully you’ll be seeing more of me here!” you try to reply matching his cheer you see his smile grow a tad more if that’s even possible.

“yea i hope so!” he replies warmly before turning tail catching up with his friends at their table. Getting started on their drinks you drink in his body as he’s walk back to their table.

dilf kiri who blushes a little when his friends tell him how the cashier was checking him out, and most definitely flirting with him. of course he’s denying such a think with a “she was just being friendly and doing her job it wasn’t that.” swatting away his friends words with a grin but almost letting his mind wander.

dilf kiri who looks back over the counter checking you out with his friends thoughts in his head. you weren’t really checking him out right?? you wouldn’t flirt with him he’s probably close to double your age. right? who blushes even more so when you turn around locking eyes you smiling at him brightly from across the cafe.

dilf kiri who tried to compose himself when he sees you come over with their food and drinks, warning them while eyeing him personally to be careful of the hot drinks.

“so will that be all for you guys?” you try to gaze around the table but your eyes almost like magnets go back to the large man in front of you.

“yea that’ll be all thank you sweetheart” he replies for the table seeing his friends almost shoving him to take the shot with their eyes.

“alright i’ll be right back with your check will you pay all together?” cheeks clearly growing red form the nickname he threw in. this time trying to ensuring you look at all three men before the two blondes stare knives at their darker haired friend.

“nah i uh i got it covered, we’ll only be needing one check.” he checks with his friends before replying to you eyes locking with yours once more.

not breaking the eye contact “alright then i’ll be right back with your check” you smile brightly again keeping his gaze for as long as possible before breaking it when you walk too far to maintain it longer.

dilf kiri who’s cheeks redden when denki talks not so quietly about how he should ask out the server. trying to shush the friends as he continues about how she’s “Totally into you and you gotta take the shot!” you stifle your laughter when overhearing the conversation.

Dilf kiri who couldn’t bring himself to ask out you when you bring over the check but is left shocked and blushing when he opens it seeing you gave him a slight discount. he chuckles at the small gesture signing the check and writing something else before hurriedly scribbling it out then, handing the check back with his card inside. your face almost bright red feeling almost too forward with your gesture.

Dilf kiri who’s equally a mess hoping his gesture wasn’t too much or taking your signs wrong. Seeing that he hadn’t taken them wrong at all when he received his receipt seeing your number scribbled on it with your name under the digits. you quickly try to push out a “let me know if you boys need anything else!” before practically running back behind the counter.

dilf kiri who tells his friends to go ahead of him when they finish up their drinks and treats. telling them he’ll catch up in a minute as he heads to the counter.

“y/n.” your head spins around hearing your names seeing the tall man waiting at the counter for you.

“yes kirishima!” you quickly respond spinning around quickly to lock eyes with his almost spilling your drink in the process. his big hands reaching out to your arm to help balance you. blush growing in your face from his touch and realizing you outed that you knew him. “i’m so sor-“ you were cut off by his speaking before you could finish

“no it’s okay sweetheart, you okay?” he says referring to the almost spill which you quickly respond yes before he continues “well i’m glad you know my name, i actually just when i came to tell you. i’ll be sure to text you k?” soaring off his new found confidence given so graciously by you just from your reactions. you nod excitedly a soft smile on your lips confirming you heard him. He’s smiling brightly and heading out the door with a quick “see you soon!” but not before staring you down taking you in one last time before heading to catch up with his friends.

Dilf kiri who shoots you a text as soon as he leaves your cafe *hey it’s kirishima, when are you off so i can take you out?* you giggle like a school girl borderline like a maniac when reading the text practically feeling like you could fly.

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lmk what yall think i need lots of feedback so i know how to improve and better!!! HOPE YOU GUSY ENJOY!! IM GONNA DO MORE PRISON TOJI NEXT :3

[arrowheadedbitch]

Aizawa: Ugh, finally, I'm ho- Kaminari? What are you doing here?

Kaminari: Oh, hi Mr Aizawa, uh, Hitoshi wanted to help me get over my fear of cats so he's making me hang out with Present Mewc over here

Aizawa: You're afraid of cats?

Kaminari: Uhhhhhhhhhh, anyways, check out what I did!

Kaminari, holding up a cat treat: Mewc, sit.

Present Mewk: *sits*

Kaminari: Okay, now show off

Present Mewc: *Stands up and walks slowly around in a circle*

Kaminari: Good, now give us a dance

Present Mewc: *Bobs head back and forth for a few seconds*

Kaminari: All riiight, now ELECTROCUTION!

Present Mewc: *falls over and wiggles around for a few seconds before going still and twitching once*

Kaminari: Good job, Mewc! *gives treat* Isn't it cool, Mr Aizawa?

Aizawa:

Aizawa: What the fuck did you do to my cat

[nekoo3001]

Aizawa from new animate cafe collaboration

[sacha-bug]

Spicy Chai

Katsuki Bakugou × GN! Reader SFW | 1.6k | Part 1/1

After interrupting Katsuki's studying, you owe him big time! To settle his aggravated nerves, a trip to a local cafe is a must. The two of you settle in with your study material in a cozy-comfy corner booth, and between the haze of a warm drink and sharing something sweet, you may just be more of a distraction than Katsuki could have ever expected.

"Could you fuckin'-- ugh, cut that out!"

Katsuki's scolding voice reaches sharply over the table, his eyes sharp and feline boring right into yours. Freezing, your fingernails threaten oh-so-closely, to continue tapping rhythmically, just as you had been doing... Ever since he'd started blatanly ignoring you. He never seemed to mind, when you'd come sit in the dorm lobby while he worked-- at least, when it was a mutually quiet endeavor. You'd seemed to understand the way of things quite well-- if Katsuki was writing, reading, or both... shut your yap.

With time, though, he'd gotten soft. He'd let you slip, let you chatter on for far too long. Suddenly, his study sessions took a whole lot longer-- all just to sit and listen to you.

"Katsuki, you never answered my question! How was your day?"

A groan. His eyes rolled, and fell back to his notes, scribbling something down before he could forget his line of thought.

"I don't care about your damn question, I'm trying to finish this."

You huffed, arms crossing over the table. Katsuki didn't even seem to bat an eye, resuming scrolling through pages of information as though you weren't even there. Your eyes narrowed, face beginning to form a terribly pouty expression while you melted down into your arms.

"You hate me, Katsu. You just hate me." There was something instantaneous about the way his eyes shot up from his paper, at the word hate. His features had softened, looking sort of cluelessly back at you-- a deer in headlights. You watched him almost speak, before his brows furrowed, and he closed his mouth.

"... You're being dramatic," Katsuki accused in a pointed tone, though the book he was reading closed all the same. When you smiled, his eyes darted away, as though he couldn't even stand to see you win him over. Tugging a sticky note off the block, he pressed the bright orange paper onto his notebook page-- and scrawled a few more things down on it. A quiet sigh slumped his shoulders, before he spoke again, "... Today was good. By the way."

Notebook now closed, Katsuki stood, and stretched his arms high above his head. Sitting on the couch, instead of where he'd been on the floor, Katsuki leaned back into the arm to finally relax. He'd hardly had to give you so much as a sidelong glance before you'd come over to sit right beside him, humming in light of your victory.

"I've seriously gotta get that done by tomorrow, y'know... You're a real pain in my ass." Katsuki's insult didn't feel all that abrasive, though. You'd seen him when he was really bothered by something-- and this absolutely wasn't it.

"Oh! Oh! Idea! Are you busy tomorrow? After class?" Your voice had come before you'd really had time to think it through, feeling just a little bashful after, when Bakugou had eyed you questionably-- "Uh, finishing this. Probably. So no, I don't want to hang out with you."

Face falling into a displeased expression, you let out a playful whine. "Katsuki! Dummy, I want to hang out to study. Like, for real!"

"... No the fuck you don't, you never study." Katsuki eyed you incredulously, as though you couldn't possibly be telling the truth. But when you sat up, he seemed to smile— even if it was just a tiny one.

"I do this time! There's that test... Soon!"

"It's this Friday."

"Yes! This Friday! So... Come study with me! My treat!"

Katsuki's brows had knit together, not seeming to believe in you for a damn second. But when you batted your eyelashes for a quick 'pleasepleaseplease,' he grumbled and stood up.

"Fine. Tomorrow. After class." And that was that— Katsuki swept up his belongings... and skulked off to his room.

And so, the very next day, you were hot on Katsuki's heels on the way out of class. "Katsuki! Wait up!" You'd called, and were distinctly sure you'd seen his shoulders stiffen. When you'd caught up to his side, a snarky little grin had crossed his expression. Oh, of course he'd been laughing at you! What a jerk!

"Are you ready? To go study?" Your query distinctly ignored his taunting laughter— you knew him well by now, it was simply in his nature to tease. His eyes caught yours as the two of you walked along, giving a half-nod. "Where are you taking me, anyways? Better not be somewhere loud..."

"Katsuki, when have I ever steered you wrong? Just trust me!"

And with that half-believable statement in mind, you took the lead-- chatting endlessly just about the whole way. Katsuki didn't seem to mind, though-- and you couldn't help but notice that the walk to your favorite little cafe was taking longer than usual. When you finally pulled open the door, a little jingle could be heard above, and you smiled at the warm, cozy scent of freshly ground coffee and croissants.

"Here we are," you hummed intently, quieter than usual. And, just like always, your favorite little corner booth was open. "Oh, awesome! Come over here, I love sitting here!" Katsuki had been silently taking in the place-- first, eyeing for all exits... and then, admiring the pretty paintings on the walls, all local. Some vaguely-familiar indie pop played softly over the stereo speakers, but he still heard you before anything else. You swore there was something more behind those red eyes-- something thoughtful, and something unsure. But you let it be, as he set down his bag, and dug around in it for a moment-- tossing out a few study materials before groaning and rolling his eyes.

"... Did you bring a calculator?" He'd asked, leading you to give a vague, sideways shrug.

"Probably? I don't know, I can look..." Soon enough, you were digging through your own bag-- and really, you weren't sure you did! The upcoming test was a History exam, you didn't have a lot of plans to work on mathematics that day. "Sorry, Katsuki... I don't think I do! Couldn't you just use the one on your phone?"

No response.

"Katsu?"

Only then did your gaze leave your bag-- Katsuki seldom ignored you for no reason. Except... Where'd he go? Brows knitting together to spell out the confusion right on your face, you turned on your heels, looking around the entire cafe for your study buddy. After making an embarrassing amount of eye contact with other cafegoers, you smiled at the sight of him-- leaned a little over the cashier counter, trying to navigate the cafe menu with the barista.

You weren't sure what he was ordering, unable to hear him across the cafe until the barista had asked him for a size, and he scrunched up his nose, voice raising just a little.

"I don't know-- the big one? Yeah. That one. Sure..." And after a minute or two, he'd come right back over to your table-- two cups and a little patisserie box in his hands.

"Hey! I said it was my treat, running off like that is so unfair!" You complained, watching curiously as Katsuki set a warm cup on his side of the table. The outside of the cup read 'spicy chai,' and you couldn't help but hum at the idea. Warm, and comforting, and full of spicy cinnamon and cardamom... A terribly fitting drink for Katsuki Bakugou.

"... Whatever. This is the drink you like, right?" Held out to you was one of this cafe's signature drinks, one you found yourself coming back for time and time again. When you'd reached forward to grab it, you nodded, a familiar fuzzy feeling filling your fingertips.

"How'd you know?" Katsuki came to sit beside you, setting a little box with two slices of angel cake on the table.

"Saw it on your instagram, I don't know. Thought it made sense."

... Katsuki actually looked through your instagram?

Whenever social media was brought up, Katsuki's general consensus was that it was stupid, and that if he needed to contact anyone, he'd just text them-- duh. You'd never seen Katsuki like any of your stuff-- and admittedly, you thought he forgot instagram existed. Oh, god, had he seen all of your silly posts? Even the ones with him in them? The idea made your face feel hot.

"... Thank you, Katsuki."

He'd grumbled some nonsense in return, seeming just a little pink as he'd gone back to looking through his bag for what he needed. For once, you shut your mouth-- getting out your own book and notebook to start reading and taking notes for a study guide. A few sips later, you were settled in, humming softly to the song playing as you read to yourself.

It had hardly been five minutes before you'd started to notice. Katsuki kept... Getting distracted. While he was usually a terribly focused person, today, you'd see the stops in his notes out of the corner of your eye-- and as your suspicions grew, you'd started to peek.

Katsuki was staring.

Trying to be subtle, Katsuki was watching you from the corner of his eye-- instantly returning his gaze to his book the moment you found him. Hardly seconds later, though, he'd glance over again. You giggled into your palm, eyes rolling away at the sight of him.

"What?" He snipped, and you laughed harder, leaning over against his shoulder as you did.

"You're funny, Katsuki," you explained, leaving him perplexed and angry-browed as you took your drink for another sip. With that, you went back to your book-- and his lips parted, as though unsure how to say what he wanted.

A few more minutes went by, of him pretending to study, and you pretending not to know that he was pretending. Soon enough, though, he gave up on the act, nudging his elbow into your side until you finally looked up at him.

"Hey... Can we take a study break?"

... It seemed neither of you would be studying for that test.

Author's Notes: Started 12/2/2024, finished 12/3/2024. For the first finished piece I've written in a while, I feel pretty good about it! However, I pretty frequently find myself feeling that the climaxes and endings of my oneshots feel... Rushed. I share that sentiment about this piece, and will possibly return to redraft it in the future!

[yutagfr]

Paring: Barista Bakugou Katsuku x Fm Reader

Summary: You fall in in love with a Barista at first sight and you build up the courage to talk to him but it's bumpy, he's not easily persuade.

Content: fluff, no smut just fluff, characters aged up, bakugo is a grump in this and reader is down bad for him (aren't we all though) sunshine x grumpy, mention of death.

A/n: this took wayyy longer than I expected. I wrote this when it was raining outside and suddenly I just had the idea to write it. It's a tad bit longer then usually too and I struggled a bit writing this.

You walked down the bustling streets of Tokyo, the crisp autumn air wrapped around you like a warm hug. Leaves crunched beneath your feet, releasing their earthy scent into the air. You couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia wash over you – it was your favorite time of year.

You had been walking for hours, lost in thought, when stumbled upon a small café tucked away in a quiet alley. The sign above the door read "Café Aurora," and the aroma wafting out was intoxicating – rich, bold, and inviting. Your stomach growled in response, reminding you that you hadn't eaten since breakfast and you could use something to warm your hands up.

You pushed open the door, and a bell above it rang out, announcing your arrival. The interior was cozy and intimate, with warm lighting and plush armchairs arranged around small tables. A barista with spiky blonde hair and piercing red eyes looked up from behind the counter, his gaze meeting yours for a brief moment before returning to his work.

You felt a flutter in your chest as you took in his rugged features – sharp jawline, prominent cheekbones, and a nose that seemed to have been broken at least once. His expression was stern, as if he'd rather be anywhere else than serving coffee. Yet, there was something about him that drew you in.

The barista's name tag read "B.Katsuki" in bold letters. He must've seen you looking at his name tag because he grunted and you felt a shiver run down your spine as you took a step forward, your eyes fixed on him.

"Hi," you said, trying to sound casual despite your racing heart, you didn't know why your heart was beating this fast and why your stomach was getting all fuzzy. "I'll have a coffee, please. I want it to go"

His gaze snapped back to yours, his eyes narrowing slightly before he nodded curtly. "Black coffee?"

You nodded, feeling a sense of disappointment wash over you that the interaction was so brief. As he shoved the pen and notebook down in the apron he was wearing after taking down the order, he got the working on your drink. you took in the details of the café – the vintage posters on the walls, the old-fashioned cash register, and the eclectic mix of chairs and tables. It looked cozy, like it was his style.

You waited by the pickup where your coffee should be arriving in it's to go cup. You watched as he poured the black coffee in a cup and put a top on the cup making sure it's nicely secured before handing you the coffee. Your fingers touched briefly as he passed it over. You felt a jolt of electricity run through you at the contact.

"Thanks," you said, trying to sound normal despite the sudden chaos in your mind.

Bakugou mumbled a "whatever." in response turning back to his work. You took a sip of the coffee, feeling the rich flavors dance on your tongue as you watched him expertly craft drinks for other customers. There was something captivating about him – something that made you want to come back to this cozy corner of Café Aurora again and again.

You spared him one last glance and left the café, that same bell ringing as you stepped back into the crisp autumn air, you couldn't shake the feeling that something had shifted within you. It was as if the warmth of the café had seeped into your bones, leaving you with a sense of hope and possibility that you hadn't felt in a long time.

You didn't know it yet, but you're life was about to change forever – all thanks to a chance encounter with a certain Barista named Bakugo.

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Two weeks had passed since your chance encounter with katsuki at Café Aurora. You thought you'd shaken off the lingering feelings, but they only seemed to grow stronger with each passing day. His piercing red eyes haunted your dreams, and his gruff demeanor had become a constant topic of conversation with your friends.

You found myself wondering what he was like outside of the café – was he just as intense and brooding? Did he have any hobbies or interests beyond brewing coffee? And, most importantly, was he still as handsome as you remembered?

You sat at your desk, staring blankly at the computer screen, you couldn't shake the feeling that you was going crazy. Your mind kept wandering back to that moment when your fingers touched, and you felt that spark of electricity. It was as if your brain was trying to tell you something – that you needed to see him again.

You sighed, pushing aside your work and made a spontaneous decision. You would go back to Café Aurora, just to see if you could catch a glimpse of him again. Maybe we could have a proper conversation this time. Maybe...?

As you walked back to the café, your heart racing with excitement and nerves, you felt like a high school student on a first date. You took a deep breath and pushed open the door, hoping against hope that Bakugo would be working.

He was. And, as if fate had conspired against you, he looked up from behind the counter the moment you walked in. Your eyes met, and for a moment, you just stared at each other.

You felt like an idiot for coming back here better yet a stalker, but your legs seemed rooted to the spot. Bakugo's expression didn't change – still stern, still uninviting – but you sensed a glimmer of curiosity in those piercing eyes.

"Hey," you said, trying to sound casual despite your racing heart. "I'm back."

Bakugou raised an eyebrow. "You're...regular now?"

You shrugged, feeling your brain get all fuzzy. "Just needed another coffee fix."

He nodded and began preparing the drink. As he worked, you couldn't help but notice the way his eyes seemed to bore into yours – as if trying to read you like a book.

When he handed you the coffee, your fingers touched again, and I felt that jolt of electricity return. This time, however, it was accompanied by a sense of awareness – as if we both knew that something more was brewing between us.

"Thanks," you said, trying to sound nonchalant despite the turmoil inside me.

Bakugou grunted in response and turned back to his work. For a moment, we just stood there, the tension between us palpable.

And then, without another word, he disappeared into the back room.

You took a sip of the coffee and sat down at a table by the window, feeling like you'd been punched in the gut. What had just happened? Had you really just been rejected?

You gazed out the window at the autumn leaves dancing in the wind, you realized that you had no idea what lay ahead – only that you was hooked on this enigmatic Barista and his unyielding intensity.

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You sat at the table, lost in thought, as the sounds of the café faded into the background. Bakugou's gruff demeanor had always intrigued you, but now it seemed to mask a deeper complexity. What was behind those piercing eyes? Was he as tough as he seemed, or was there a soft spot beneath his rough exterior?

You thought about this, as you noticed a group of friends walking into the café, chatting and laughing. They caught sight of you and waved, and you waved back, feeling a pang of envy. Why couldn't you be as carefree and outgoing as they were? Why did you always feel like an outsider, stuck in your own head?

The doorbell above the entrance jingled again, and this time it was a solo customer – a young woman with bright pink hair and a bright smile. She scanned the café, her eyes landing on you before darting away. You felt a twinge of recognition, but before you could place her, she was gone out of your sight, ordering her drink from Bakugou.

You watched as she ordered her drink and he wrote it down on the little note pad he had with his lips formed in a thin line. He looked like he knew the girl from the way she was chatting with him, you couldn't hear them from where you were sitting but her body language said it all.

she waited for her coffee but she caught your eye and smiled. "Hey," she said, sauntering over to the table. "Mind if I join you?, I'm solelil"

"Oh, uh hi," you replied, taking her hand in a firm handshake.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief. "So, what brings you to Café Aurora?"

You shrugged, looking at her with a tilt of your head. "Just needed another coffee fix."

Solelil raised an eyebrow. "Ah, but there's more to it than that, isn't there?"

You scrunched your eyebrows in confusion as you glanced around the café, making sure Bakugou wasn't listening in. But he was engrossed in his work, his back to y'all.

"It's just...I had a weird encounter here last time," you admitted, feeling a sense of liberation at sharing with someone new

Solelil eyes lit up with excitement. "Ooh, tell me more!"

And so you spilled your guts to Solelil – about Bakugou's gruff demeanor, your awkward encounters, and your growing obsession with him. She listened intently, her pink hair bobbing up and down as she nodded along.

When you finished talking, Solelil leaned in conspiratorial. "You know what you need?"

You raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"A plan," Solelil said with a grin. "Let's get you closer to Bakugou Katsuki."

You felt a thrill run through you at the prospect. Could Solelil really help you get past your walls and into Bakugo's heart? Or would you just end up getting yourselves into trouble?. You're mind screamed "hell no!" at you but you dismissed it.

You raised an eyebrow at Solelil suggestion. "A plan? You think you can help me get closer to him?"

Solelil nodded enthusiastically. "Oh, totally! I know Bakugou, you see. He's a bit of a loner, but deep down, he's a softie. We can use that to our advantage."

You found that hard to believe. "You know him that well?"

She shrugged. "Well, not like that. But I've seen the way he looks at you when he thinks no one is watching. It's... intense."

You roll your eyes at the thought. "You're just messing with me, aren't you?"

She grinned mischievously. "Maybe a little. But trust me, I'm serious about helping you get your hands on Bakugou. So, here's what we're going to do.

She pulled out a notebook and began scribbling notes furiously.

you laughed, feeling a sense of relief at finally sharing your not so secret with someone. "I'm all ears."

solielil grinned mischievously. "Well, first things first, we need to get you out of your shell. You're way too reserved for a guy like Bakugou – he needs someone who can keep up with him."

Solelil leaned in, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "We've had our differences, but...he's a good guy deep down."

You raised an eyebrow. "Someone like you?"

You felt a surge of hope. Maybe she could help you get closer to Bakugou after all.

"So, what's your plan?" You asked, curiosity getting the better of you.

"First, we need to get you to relax around him. I can teach you some of my signature flirting techniques – nothing too intense, just enough to make him notice you."

You're faced scrunched up, Bakugou doesn't look like the type to like getting flirted with "But what if it backfires?" You asked.

Solelil waved her hand dismissively. "Don't worry about it. I've seen him with girls before – he's not exactly...friendly to strangers. But if you're genuinely interested in him, I think he'll come around."

"Okay," You said finally. "Let's do it."

She grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "That's the spirit"

You chatted on, nodding eagerly as solelil continued to spill her expert advice and guidance. She was like a one-woman crash course in charming men, and you was soaking it all up like a sponge.

the afternoon wore on, the café began to clear out, and the atmosphere grew quieter. Bakugou, still engrossed in his work, didn't seem to notice. Solelil glanced at her watch and sighed.

"Time for me to bounce," she said, gathering her things. "But don't worry, I'll be back to check in on you soon."

You felt a pang of disappointment as she stood up, but her grin reassured you. "You're doing great. Just remember: confidence is key."

With a wink, she slipped out of the café, leaving you alone with Bakugou. The silence was almost palpable, and you felt your heart begin to race realizing you was facing him once again.

You looked around the emptying café and spotted Bakugou, who was busy wiping down the counter with a rag. The lights began to dim, signaling closing time. Bakugo finished his cleaning and came over to you, his expression stern as usual.

"Time to go, get out" he said curtly.

You gathered your things and stood up, feeling a sense of anticipation. Would he say something to you before you left? Would he even notice you?

As y'all walked out of the café together, the cool night air hit yall like a slap in the face. You shivered and rubbed your arms, feeling a sense of trepidation.

"So...thanks for the coffee," you said finally, trying to break the silence.

Bakugou grunted in response, his eyes flicking towards you before looking away again, shoving his hands into his pockets. You felt a pang of disappointment - was that really all he had to say?

You walked off into the darkness, a different direction than him. You couldn't help but wonder what lay ahead. Would you ever be able to get through to him? And what did he think about you now?

The streets were quiet and deserted as you walked away from Café Aurora.

You walked back to your apartment, your mind racing with the plan solelil had laid out for you. You was determined to make it work, no matter how ridiculous it seemed. You were a nervous wreck thinking about the plan tomorrow that once you hit you're bed you were out like a light.

The next morning you decided to head to the cafe and try out the plan you and solelil came up with.

You walked into the café, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. Solelil had given you a crash course on flirting, and you was determined to put her techniques into practice. You spotted

Bakugou already there, looking as gruff as ever as he expertly crafted drinks behind the counter.

You took a deep breath and made your way over to him, his eyes was fixed on his phone as he typed away.

"Hey," you said, trying to sound casual. "How's it going?"

Bakugou looked up at you, his expression stern. "What do you want?"

You launched into a clumsy attempt at flirting, trying to make small talk and laugh in all the right places. But Bakugou was having none of it. He listened to with a skeptical expression, his eyes never leaving yours. It was like trying to flirt with a brick wall - Bakugo didn't even flinch.

after what felt like an eternity of awkward silence, Bakugo stood up and took out that same note pad and pen, putting his phone down. "Look, can you just get on with it?" he said gruffly.

You laughed nervously. "Just...just trying to get to know you better."

Bakugo snorted. "You're wasting your time."

You felt slightly embarrassed. This was not going well.

"I'm not sure what game you're playing," he said finally, his tone dripping with disdain. "But you're not doing it very well."

You hesitated for a moment before taking the plunge. "Bakugo?"

He looked up at me, his eyes skeptical.

"What?"

You took a deep breath. "Would you...like to go out on a date with me?" You couldn't believe you were standing here asking him this.

Bakugou's expression didn't change, but his tone did - it turned icy cold. "Why would I do that? You're really that desperate?"

You felt your heart sink. Was this really going to be a no?. You let the silence surround you as you couldn't find an answer back

But then, something unexpected happened. Bakugou's gaze flicked towards you, and for a moment, you see something there - something almost like...amusement?

"I suppose it couldn't hurt," he said finally his voice coming out rough and raspy

You're heart leapt with excitement. He said yes!

As you exchanged numbers and made plans for the date, Bakugou's expression remained stoic - but I could sense a hint of satisfaction lurking beneath the surface.

The bell ringed behind you, announcing someone just came in. It was early morning and it was barely anyone in the cafe just like you hoped, you was slightly surprised when solelil poked her head out from behind the cafe door. "Hey, how's it going?" she asked innocently and cheerfully.

Bakugou gaze flicked towards where the voice came from and sucked his teeth as he rolled his eyes. "Great, just my luck you come back"

Solelil rolled her eyes and made her way over to you both, her back leaning against the counter "you know you miss you're favorite customer, I just want a Americano"

Bakugou nodded curtly, turning his back to us as he began making her drink. "Definitely not my favorite, your just another extra"

You couldn't help but laugh at his comment and watch as solelil glared at him. You looked at the clock on one of the dark brown walls of the cafe and noticed it was getting closer to the time you had to work so you bid you're goodbye and made your way away from the café, feeling like you were was floating on cloud nine.

You spent the entire day in a daze, replaying the conversation with Bakugou in your head. Could it be true?

You finally emerged from your apartment, dressed in a casual outfit. Solelil had given you a subtle makeup look, emphasizing your natural features without overdoing it.

Bakugou arrived at your doorstep looking...well, as gruff as ever. He was wearing a black denim jacket over a plain white T-shirt and dark jeans, his hair messy and his eyes narrowed.

"Let's go," he said curtly, not even bothering to look at you.

You felt a flutter in my chest as we walked out of your apartment complex and into the crisp fall evening. The air was cool and damp, carrying the scent of leaves and damp earth. We made our way to the nearby park, the lake shimmering in the fading light.

You strolled along the path, the sound of leaves crunching beneath our feet was almost surreal. The trees were ablaze with color, their branches like nature's own work of art. I felt like I was walking through a dream.

Bakugou walked beside you in silence, his eyes fixed on some point ahead. You tried to break the silence, asking him about his favorite things – music, movies, books. He answered briefly, his responses terse but not uninterested.

You walked, the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the park. The lake sparkled like diamonds scattered across the water.

He stopped at a bench overlooking the lake, and Bakugou sat down without invitation. You followed suit, trying to make sense of this strange new dynamic between.

"I never thought you'd be this...persistent," he said finally, his voice low and gravelly.

You shrugged. "I guess I'm just desperate."

He chuckled a raspy chuckle while tilting his head back. "You're not desperate enough."

You leaned against the bench and turned your head to look at him. "What do you mean?"

Bakugou gaze flicked towards yours before returning to the lake. "You're still trying to play games. You're still trying to prove something to me."

You felt a sting from his words, but tried to brush it off. "Maybe I just want to get to know you better," You said softly.

He turned back to you, his eyes piercing in the fading light. "And maybe I just want to get to know you better too or whatever.

The tension between you was palpable as you sat there, the only sound the rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of crickets.

You started to feel like you was going crazy, trying to keep up with his silence. But just when you thought things couldn't get any more awkward, he spoke up.

"So," he said gruffly. "What do you like about work research?"

You hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. But something about Bakugou's intense gaze made you open up.

"I don't know if it's just me," You said slowly. "But there's something about understanding how people work that really fascinates me. Like, what makes them tick."

Bakugou raised an eyebrow. "You think you can understand people that easily?"

You hum. "Maybe not people as a whole...but individuals. Like, why someone might choose one career over another."

Bakugou scoffed. "You're not going to be able to understand me."

You felt a sting from his words, but before you could respond, he continued.

"But I suppose that's what makes life interesting - trying to figure out what makes others tick."

The conversation continued in this vein for a while longer, with Bakugou opening up slightly as we talked about our shared interests in research. It was far from romantic or charming, but somehow it worked.

The silence between you stretched out once again and you felt like you are drowning in the depths of Bakugou's gaze. It was as if he was trying to see right through you, to the very heart of you.

You broke the silence, trying to sound casual despite the racing of your heart. "So, what do you like to do for fun?"

Bakugou's expression didn't change, but a small smirk played on his lips. "I like to fight," he said, his voice low and husky.

You tilted your head curiously "Just fighting?"

He shrugged as he sat up against the bench. "It's what I'm good at."

You felt a shiver run down your spine as he looked at you, his eyes glinting with a mixture of challenge and amusement. "And what about you?" he asked, his tone dripping with curiosity.

You hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. But something about Bakugou intensity made you feel like you could trust him. "I like to draw," You said finally.

Bakugo's eyebrows shot up. "You draw?"

You nodded, feeling a sense of pride. "Yeah, I'm not bad at it either."

He snorted. "Yeah right, I'll have to see it for myself."

The tension between you was still there, but it was no longer oppressive. It was as if we had both let our guards down, just a little.

You we sat there, the stars beginning to twinkle overhead, You realized that this was what you had been missing – someone who understood you, who pushed you to be the best of yourself.

But as the night wore on, You knew that this was just the beginning of your journey together. And you wasn't sure if we would make it out unscathed.

The night air grew cooler, Bakugou's gaze lingered on you for a moment before he stood up. "You're cold," he said abruptly.

You rubbed your arms, feeling the chill. "Yeah, it's getting a bit nippy."

He nodded curtly and sighed. Getting standing up from the bench his movements economical. "Come on," he said, not looking back.

You followed him, curiosity piqued. What was he doing?

He stopped in front of the cafe. The sign above the door read "Café Aurora " in messy, bold letters.

He pushed open the door with a creak.

You hesitated for a moment before stepping inside. The scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, making your stomach growl with hunger.

Bakugou led you to a table near the window and gestured for you to sit down. "I'll get you something hot to drink," he said, disappearing into the kitchen.

You took a seat, feeling a little at ease. Bakugo reappeared with two steaming cups of coffee and set them down in front of you.

As you sipped the coffee, you couldn't help but wonder why Bakugou had chosen to work at Café Aurora. He was a brilliant and he had passion, it didn't seen like something he would do.

You leaned in, curiosity getting the better of you. "What made you decide to work here?"

Bakugou scoffed. "You mean, what made me stoop to working at a cafe?"

You laughed. "Well, you don't exactly seem like the type to be serving coffee to school kids."

He raised an eyebrow. "You think I'm too good for this place?"

You shook your head. "No, I just thought you'd have more...ambitious plans."

Bakugou leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful. "You know, I used to be on track to be one of the top engineers in the country. But...life had other plans."

You tilted your head, intrigued. "What happened?"

Bakugou's eyes turned cold, his voice dropping to a low growl. "It's because of my friend," He said mumble. "Her name is Kaori Yamagata. She's a genius in her own right."

You felt a pang of surprise. You had never heard about Bakugou having a close friend, let alone someone he loved.

"What happened?" You asked, voice barely above a whisper.

His expression turned somber. "Kaori was involved in an accident a few years ago. She suffered severe injuries and was hospitalized for months. I was devastated - i barely left her side during that time."

Your heart went out to Bakugou. No wonder he was so dedicated to his work - it was a way for him to cope with his emotions.

"After she recovered, Kaori decided to open this café," he continued. "She wanted a place where people could come together and share stories, just like we did when she was in the hospital. I joined her as a way to be close to her again."

I felt a sense of understanding wash over you. That explained why Bakugo was always so gruff and aloof - he was still grieving for his lost friend.

You winced, feeling a pang of sympathy for him.

Bakugou's gaze drifted off, lost in thought for a moment before refocusing on me.

Bakugo took a sip of his coffee and mumbles. "Now drink your coffee before it gets cold."

You nodded, taking a sip of the rich, bold brew. It was incredible.

As you sipped your coffee in silence, you couldn't help but notice the way Bakugo seemed to be...watching you. His eyes were narrowed, his expression gruff as ever, but there was something beneath the surface that made you feel seen.

"You're talented" You mumbled, after taking the sip of your now lukewarm coffee "

Bakugo raised an eyebrow. "Talented? You mean with coffee?"

You shook your head. "With art. You have an eye for design." You said.

"It's just a hobby."

You leaned forward, your eyes meeting his. "But it's not just a hobby, is it? You put your heart into it."

Bakugou expression softened ever so slightly before he looked away, clearing his throat . "Just enjoy your coffee." He scoffed

You smiled to yourself as you sipped the coffee, feeling a sense of connection to this gruff, difficult man that you couldn't quite explain.

As you finished your drinks and left the cafe, you knew that this was just the beginning of our journey together – one filled with laughter and challenges and maybe even a little bit of love..

"Thanks for listening today," Bakugou said, his voice a little softer than usual.

You smiled. "Anytime. You don't have to bottle it all up, you know."

Bakugo snorted. "I'm not exactly known for my emotional depth."

You chuckled. "Maybe not, but sometimes people just need to talk."

You both walked in silence for a bit, the only sound being the distant hum of the city.

"So, what do you say we grab some dinner?" You asked, breaking the silence.

Bakugou shoved his hands into his pockets and grunted. "You're buying?"

You laughed. "Maybe."

He grinned, a small, tentative smile. "Whatever, don't think I'm going to stay long it, got it?!."

You ended up at a small ramen shop nearby, slurping down steaming bowls of noodles and talking about everything and nothing for at least a couple of hours.

You finished up your meals, Bakugo looked at you with a curious expression. "I've got a question?"

"Shoot."

"What's with you? You're always so... calm. You never seem to get flustered or upset.. You're A weirdo

You didn't know how to answer that so you shrugged. "Just learned to deal with things, I guess."

You smiled up at him. "Anytime, Bakugo."

Bakugou nodded thoughtfully. "I think that's part of what I like about you."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, you even thought you misheard him.

He looked away quickly, clearing his throat. "Anyway, thanks for dinner. I should probably get going."

You nodded, feeling a pang of disappointment. "Yeah, sure thing."

You parted ways outside the shop and Bakugo turned back to you. "Hey?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for listening today or whatever It meant a lot"

You smiled up at him. "Anytime, Bakugo."

For a moment, your eyes locked, and you felt a spark of connection between you just like the first day you talked. He then turned and walked away, leaving you to wonder if maybe – just maybe – there was more to him than met the eye. It began to fall wet icy snowflakes that dropped on your head and you looked up at the sky with your hand out.

It wasn't fall anymore but winter and with that you're little chapter closed. The silhouette of bakugou going out of your view. You couldn't help but let a smile come across your face.

[actuallysaiyan]

I Wish It Could Be Christmas Every Day(Tomura Shigaraki/Tenko Shimura Christmas Fic)

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, angst, fluff, Christmas imagery, mentions of passed trauma, love word count: 3.3k a/n: for @jellyfishsart!! Merry Christmas! Here is my gift to you for the @pixelcafe-network 's Secret Santa exchange! Hope you enjoy!! All pictures in the moodboard(except for smiling Tenko) are from Pinterest, I do not own any of these photos. dividers by @adornedwithlight

Tomura hadn’t really had what someone would call a traditional Christmas since he was a kid. Remembering the holidays he spent with his family hurt too much to think about. And while Kurogiri had done a decent job at giving him something to look forward to when he began to take care of Shigaraki. But nothing was really the same.

Not until he met you. You were this beautiful angel who came into his life. After the final battle, he never thought he’d get another chance at life. With All For One gone and the rest of the League disbanded, Tomura was beginning to feel at ease. Even though there was some lingering pain that would probably last for some time, he found his solace in you.

When he said he hadn’t really experienced a Christmas since he was child, this is when you began to plan. You told him that he could come with you to your parents house. He felt a little nervous about meeting your parents. Especially since he felt like he would be intruding on such a tradition.

“It’s okay, my love. I want you to be with me...”

Your words reassured him, of course, but it was still frightening in a way. He wasn’t sure what would happen when he finally met your family. He was so worried that they’d shun him and hate him for all the atrocities he committed not so long ago.

But with gentle coaxing from you, he packs his bags and pledges to spend time with you and yours during the festive season. Tomura is very nervous, but when you kiss his cheek and hold his hand, he knows he’s able to do so much more than he previously thought.

You two take the train to your hometown. The view is beautiful with the softest amount of snow falling. Tomura feels like he’s living his life anew. It’s like he’s getting this second chance to view everything through a new lens. And he knows that he will make the very best of it.

When you arrive in your hometown, you two make your way to your childhood home. He knows your parents are aware of who he is and what he is, and this makes him even more nervous. Parts of him wished they didn’t know anything about him, but you reassured him multiple times that everything would be okay.

Your mother is sweet and your father is supportive and kind. Both of them are very willing to welcome him into the family. It’s all so much for him, but Tomura does his best to put on a happy face and go along with it. Your father offers to bring your bags up to your childhood room while you two go mingle with your mother.

She has a lot of questions for the both of you. Something about her demeanor and her looks remind Tomura of his own mother. He’s trying not to cry, and you’re so quick to catch on with what’s going on. When your mother offers to prepare a snack, you tell her that you want to show Tomura around the home you grew up in.

You two climb the stairs to the second floor. As your father passes you, he gives you both a warm smile. It’s unlike how it felt to be around All For One or even his own father who was scolding him often. Tomura likens it to the warmth that Kurogiri used to show him. While that should comfort him, it only makes him feel like he’s spiraling even more.

So you guide him into your childhood bedroom. He looks around in awe. Finally, he gets a glimpse at your room. There’s a soft laugh that comes from him when he sees the All Might posters on your walls.

“You’re not the only one who was a fan,” you explain.

Finally, you help him sit on the bed. He looks exhausted. You give him a little kiss on the cheek, running your fingers through his hair. Tears cascade down his cheeks as he tries to calm himself, but it’s all so much to take in.

“Take it easy, my love. Don’t worry about not feeling yourself. It’s a lot to take in and I am forever grateful you agreed to this. But you are allowed to feel your emotions.”

Tomura lets your words sink in. It was true, he was allowed to feel his feelings. You were so good at helping him with these types of issues. He’s gone to many therapists and is taking so many medications to finally be able to have this relationship with you. You, the one person who finally gave him the attention and love he needed and he was fucking it all up.

When you kiss his cheek again, he finally remembers to breathe. He looks around your room once more, smiling to himself at the cute posters of pop idols amongst the All Might ones. The blankets on your bed are so soft and warm. You help tuck him in.

“Sleep now, my love. You’ve had a long day.”

And with that, Tomura falls asleep. He’s tucked safely in your comfortable blankets. He’s surrounded by soft fairy lights. Everything about this feels so magical. It’s helping him calm down.

You stay with him for a little while, making sure he’s feeling okay. And when he begins to doze off, this is when you decide to head back downstairs to talk to your parents. You know that Tomura needs a little time to adjust. You don’t mind, not one bit.

When he wakes up, he’s alone in your room. He groggily gets up, rubbing his eyes. Then he slips on the slippers that were left for him and he goes downstairs. He finds you with your mother at the dining table, organizing Christmas cards that need to be sent out. Your father is watching some old sappy movie on the couch. Tomura smiles shyly and he approaches you. Your mother smiles up at him,

“Tenko dear, are you hungry?” She asks, getting up.

“Oh uhm…yeah I could eat.”

She’s gentle with him, guiding him to sit next to you. Then she’s rustling up something in the kitchen. You reach over and give his hand a gentle squeeze, reassuring him that it’s okay. It’s not long before a steaming bowl of soup is placed in front of him. 

“Dig in, dear.”

Tomura feels like he’s in heaven. He begins to eat the soup and he listens to you and your mother chat about the people who still live in the neighbourhood. He’s not sure about these people but he’s happy to listen in anyway. You often take a second to explain to him who the people are in relation to your family.

For the first time, Tomura actually feels like he’s a part of this family. This feeling sticks with him even after he finishes the soup. He helps your mom with the dishes and he’s happy to spend time on the couch with all of you as you watch the rest of the sappy movie.

Once snuggled up in bed with you again, Tomura vows to make sure that this Christmas will be one to remember forever.

⋆꙳•❅*°⋆❆.ೃ࿔*:･*❆ ₊⋆

The next day is filled with a bit of hustle and bustle as he follows you into the town you grew up in for some last minute Christmas shopping. The two of you feel like little kids as you look at all the toys and new things that have come out just for this season.

There’s a bit of snow falling all around you. He loves the way you keep leaning against him for warmth when you go from store to store. It makes him feel so lucky to have such a wonderful lover who wants to be near him.

If this experience has shown him anything, it’s that he feels so loved when he’s with you. It’s the most beautiful thing in the world and he’s going to cherish this feeling forever.

Despite all the hardships and the atrocities he’s committed, Tomura realizes that he really has been given another chance at becoming a person. There is no more All For One. No more League of Villains(though he will admit that he misses his friends). There’s just you and him and your family and this Christmas right now.

“Come see!” You tug on his hand, pulling him towards a very decorated kiosk.

In the center of it is a bearded man. He dons a red suit and there’s a sack full of candy canes on the ground next to him. His laugh is very jolly. In a way, it almost reminds Tomura of All Might’s laugh. This warms his heart as you two approach.

“Have you ever taken a picture with Santa?” You ask him.

He shakes his head. “Nah. not that I can recall.”

You walk up to the kiosk and you ask to have your pictures taken. Tomura is laughing a little. How could you possibly want to do this right now? But it is part of the traditional Christmas events.

So you two get on Santa’s lap, making silly faces and doing poses. The man playing Santa is a good sport about everything. He asks you both what you want for Christmas, and Tomura says he wants to be happy. This stuns Santa, but he’s quick to recover and tells Tomura to be a good boy. Tomura smirks and then he lets out a laugh.

This is the photo you two select. The candid one with a smile on Tomura’s face. It’s the perfect picture to encapsulate just how beautiful he can be. 

You two rush home with your bags in hand. Tomura feels lighter as he looks up at all the beautiful decorations. There’s loads of decorations decorating the surrounding areas. The lights are so gorgeous as they catch your eye. You look so breathtaking like this. Your cheeks are flushed from the cold weather and running back to your home with all the bags in your hands.

Once back inside the comfort of your parents’ home, Tomura helps you bring the packages inside. You two make yourselves comfortable on the living room floor as you wrap gifts and listen to comfortable and quiet christmas music. It’s one of the most magical moments in his life.

The way you look when you’re wrapping gifts and fighting with the tape or trying to find the scissors. It makes Tomura laugh so much. You love seeing him so happy and opening up. It’s so adorable to see him in this way. He’s so beautiful, but to see his smile and hear his laughter just seems to boost his beauty even more.

When your parents get home from their own shopping, Tomura shows your mother the picture you two took with the Santa at the kiosk. She’s overjoyed at the sight.

“How adorable! Oh I need to frame this!” She coos, taking the picture in her hands.

It’s not long before the photo is in a frame and it’s on the wall next to childhood photos of you and your graduation photo. Tomura looks at it, noticing the way his whole body feels warm. He realizes that maybe this is what it means to be a part of a family. A real family.

That night, he snuggles up close to you. He begins to think about how much this trip has meant to him. The hiccups at the start were just what he needed to kickstart him into relaxing and accepting that he can be happy with you. He holds you close, pressing his face into your hair and taking deep inhales of your scent to comfort him even more.

He vows to himself to make sure the rest of the holiday is the best you could ever ask for. Though he may be nervous to meet more of your family and he may feel sad or upset, he knows he’s going to make sure you’re feeling very special.

⋆꙳•❅*°⋆❆.ೃ࿔*:･*❆ ₊⋆

The twenty-fourth comes by quickly. You and Tomura are feeling very excited about everything. He feels a bit more childlike than he anticipated. And he spends the day with you, meeting some of your aunts and uncles and cousins.

Your younger cousins really like Tomura. They think he’s really cool. He’s not afraid to pull out his handheld gaming console and play games with them. Your aunts and uncles have a lot of questions about him. His cheeks burn when they ask if you two have any plans to get married and have kids.

“Not yet, but I don’t think it’s out of the question.” You answer with a wink towards your lover.

Though the questions are harmless, they really embarrass him. He hopes that they won’t pry too much. He spends a lot of his time trying to entertain the kids. Then it’s time for the feast.

On the table are a few buckets of fried chicken, along with some American sides from the fried chicken place. Your mom talks about how she spent a lot of time on the phone with the place earlier in the year just to get this reservation. 

With everyone at the table eating and chatting, Tomura takes the chance to reach under the table and give your hand a squeeze. You smile at him, your heart filling with so much love for the man next to you.

After dessert, everyone begins to open gifts. Tomura realizes just how happy everyone is to receive anything. They all feel loved and appreciated, which really makes him realize how little people need to make them feel happy. When your mom gives him a gift and he opens it to find a very warm pair of gloves, he begins to tear up.

He knows that you’ve told your parents almost everything about him. They accepted him no matter what. But for her to give him such a sweet gift. His hands…oh how they’ve been such a source of heartache and sorrow for him. She saw right passed that and noticed that he just needed them to be warm during winter.

“T-thank you so much,” he says, sniffling softly.

You pull him in for a hug, and your mom gives him a kiss on the cheek. The rest of the gift giving goes well. Your younger cousins have so much fun with their toys. You enjoy your gifts, playing on a similar system as Tomura’s.

It’s not long before everyone is going to bed and you eagerly lead him up to your bedroom.

You turn on the TV, letting something play in the background before you finally push him onto the bed. He laughs softly when you get on his lap, wrapping his arms around you. It’s been a while since the two of you were really intimate and he’s feeling the neediness.

“Pretty girl,” he whispers in your ear before kissing you. “Thank you for showing me such a magical time.”

You smile sweetly and cup his cheeks, “I’d do anything for you, Tenko.”

He leans closer, rubbing your back softly. It’s a very tender moment right now. You can feel his warm breath on your lips before he kisses you eagerly. With his hands on your body, you feel warm and safe.

His tongue slowly pushes between your lips, meeting yours in a sensual touch. You can’t help the moan that escapes you when you two begin to make out. Tomura grunts as he feels his cock beginning to harden in his pants.

His hands are so soft and warm on your body as he slides his hand up your oversized sweatshirt. He chuckles against your lips when he finds your nipples already pebbled. Gently, he begins to tug on them. This makes you buck your hips involuntarily.

“That eager for me, huh?” He asks, his voice a little raspy.

You nod, “Been too long, Tenko. Need you.”

He helps you out of your shirt, throwing it on the ground. His mouth is on your neck as he guides you to begin rubbing against his thigh. Though he may not have the same muscle mass as he used to, he knows you can still get off by riding his thigh.

You let out the cutest little mewls of pleasure as he sucks on your nipples. You keep grinding your clit against his leg, feeling yourself get wetter and wetter. It just feels so damn good like this. It’s only you and him and the magic of the season.

“I love you so much,” he murmurs against your chest. 

“Love you too.”

He helps you onto the bed, laying you down on your back. This is when you look up at him and he knows you are the one for him. You’re his angel, his everything. You are the one who knows him the best, the one who truly has never given up on him.

Within a split second, the two of you begin to undress each other with haste. He feels so needy for you now. His cock slips between your folds, and he’s so eager to tease you. It makes you let out the cutest noises, which only makes him throb against you.

“Tell me you want me,” he says in a desperate tone.

“I need you…”

That’s all Tenko needs to hear to finally push into you. You let out a gasp, and he quiets you with a passionate kiss. The minute he bottoms out, he takes a second to give you time to adjust. You two share sweet little kisses and he gives you words of praise.

“You take me so good, sweetheart. I’ll never get tired of the way you make me feel,” he confesses.

“You make me feel so good too, Tenko.”

With gentleness and tenderness, Tenko begins to thrust his hips. He feels like he’s falling in love with you all over again. You cling to him like he’s your lifeline. It’s such a good feeling to be wanted like this. You make him feel like he’s worth so much.

Soft pants of pleasure and moans of desire fall from your lips as Tenko keeps hitting that sweet spot deep inside of you that makes you see stars. You wrap your legs around him as he begins to pump into you a little faster and deeper. He’s struggling to hold on, but he wants to see you come undone so badly.

Slowly his hand goes down your body, caressing your side before he begins to rub your clit. He watches your face contort in pleasure, and he begins to slam into you faster and deeper and harder.

“Cum for me,” he grunts. “Please, I want you to cum for me.”

You arch your back as the pleasure hits you hard. You hardly realize you’re making a big mess on the bed. All you can think about is how good this feels and how connected you feel to him right now. Tenko moans your name as he falls off the edge, painting your insides white.

Bit by bit, you two come down from your high. Tenko leans his forehead against yours, smiling like an idiot in love. He kisses you deeply, brushing some hair out of your face.

“I love you so much…merry christmas, baby.”

You smile, “Merry christmas, Tenko. I love you too.”

He helps you get off the bed and the two of you clean up. Then you’re changing the sheets, getting ready to snuggle back into the warmth of the covers. He holds you against his chest, skin to skin. Tenko presses little kisses to the top of your head.

“Did you have a good holiday?” He asks.

You smile and nod. “The best. I can’t wait for next year, so we can make it even more special.”

With those magical thoughts in mind, the two of you fall asleep together…

[the-kinning-hour]

Art piece for a slice of life au I haven’t actually written for or made a plot for <3 Kurogiri’s café picks up another stray

[queenrojpag]

@animangacreators Challenge #17: Cafe AMC

Make an edit of a blue/red dynamic. 

[yutxsgf]

Kirishima fucks up and Bakugou and Kaminari are there to sweep up the mess and fix you out of your feels.

Cw; fluff, Café worker au, light hurt/comfort.

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You and Kirishima had been friends throughout middle school, and it stayed that way. The light and happy feeling of being with your best friend. The soft smiles and the silly laughs, it felt great. Heavenly even. That was how it was.

Until you introduced them.

"Hey, I'm Mina Ashido! I've seen you around before, haven't I?" She said with a bright smile before sticking her hand out to the blank spikey haired boy.

Kirishima froze before clearing his throat and rubbing the back of his neck with a smile, "O–Oh, yeah! Nice to meet you, I'm Eijiro Kirishima." He replied with a sheepish grin.

You watched silently at the greeting, smiling at the smooth greeting, it seemed pretty nice. You were somewhat excited, you were thinking of being the awesome trio at Mustafa Private Middle School.

But that wasn't the case. Not at all. You never expected to be the one left out on hangouts let alone left behind. You never thought you'd be the one to feel that prickling pang of jealousy and pain as you watched your bestfriend and your other friend laugh and share a popcorn bucket at the movies. You were stuck on the end side as both of them sat by eachother, laughing and giggling at the movie loud enough for several people to give them dirty looks.

It wasn't as fun when you were on the butt end of it, was it?

This went on and on, and each time, you felt little bits and pieces of your enjoyment that was there before, shatter and fly away. It hurt, so bad, more than anyone could imagine. And it didn't help that you liked your bestfriend too.

You sighed before getting up off of the round, metal Café chair and grabbing your belongings. You had been mulling and thinking too much. People had offered you several little snacks when they caught you shedding a couple tears, which made you feign a smile. But the thankfulness and prick of gratefulness didn't last forever, which is why you decided it was better to just sulk at home and not embarass yourself.

You were about to ditch the Café before you heard someone yell. You whipped your head back at the voice, which was apparently the Café counter.

"Hey, you." A blonde guy called out with both palms on the counter as he looked at you. You glanced around before pointing at yourself and slightly tilting your head.

The worker nodded and grinned, "Yeah, you, c'mere." He motioned for you to come closer before dipping behind the small glass panel that slightly hid the drink he pulled out from behind it.

You slowly walked closer, clearly confused on why you were called out. Maybe it was because you stayed too long. You really didn't hope so, you were definitely in no mood to get an earful.

"On the house, hate seein' pretty people like you sob in here." The blonde said before sliding a [Favorite drink] to you with thin caramel lining that made up a small happy face.

You stared at him for a brief minute before pursing your lips, trying to decide if this was worth your smile right now or not. If you could even muster up one.

But, after a couple seconds, your body decided for your as a warm smile tugged at your lips causing an instant reaction from the blonde boy as his grin got wider.

"I– T.. Thank you." You said softly, taking the drink and pulling it closer before taking a sip and immediately feeling a tad better than you had before.

He tipped his little worker visor before flashing his amber eyes down at you with a soft smirk. "The names Kaminari. Denki Kaminari." He said softly.

You chuckled quietly, "[L/N], [F/N] [L/N]." Kaminari perked up before snatching an order paper and grabbing a pen from the table and writing down his number.

He slid it against the table towards you with a soft grin, "Use it however you please." He mumbled softly before making soft eye contact with you.

"Dunce face, God damn it! You better not be flirting with another customer again." A voice boomed from the back before a loud slam was heard. Everyone, including you and Kaminari whipped their heads over to whatever made that noise.

Another worker came from behind the wall before his eyes instinctively met the front of the counter, soon finding their way up to your slightly flushed, puffy face and just as puffy eyes.

He sucked his teeth before dipping back behind the wall and coming out with a duck themed sugar cookie and sliding it across the counter before stopping right in front of you.

"Damn Bakugou, didn't expect you to be the–" The darker blonde was quickly cut off with a cough as the other worker shoved an elbow into his abdomen, effectively shutting him up.

"Don't be goin' to a Café just to mope around n' not buy anything. That's just bs." The ash-blonde mumbled the last part before going back behind the wall with his hands shoved in his Café designed apron.

Your eyes followed him until he was no longer in sight, you were clearly slightly baffled with the mixed signals. Your attention was quickly snagged away from the ash-blonde to the Darker blonde that was clutching onto his stomach.

"Don't mind him, he's always like that." He wheezed out, giving his best attempt at a grin as he stared at you for a moment.

You chuckled for a moment before clearing your throat and straightening up as your expression took one of worry and concern, "Are– Are you.. alright?"

"Don't worry, 'm fine– He always does this." He spoke before coughing and straightening up. He cleared his throat before smiling warmly. "What I think Bakugou over there was tryna say is, don't be upset, everything's gonna turn out fine. Well, whatever youre goin' through will be." He shrugged with a hum sounding like the words 'I don't know.'

You smiled softly before nodding, "If that's the case, send him my thanks." You gave a farewell nod before turning around and making your way towards the Café doors.

"Will do." Was the last thing you heard before the small bell at the top of the double glass doors rang. You felt lighter than before, a little out of the dumps. You glanced down at the drink and little snack with a soft smile before taking a sip.

Maybe today wasn't going to be as bad.

And from that day on, you became a regular, always going back to that same Café to see those very blondes. At one point, they began to memorize your favorite drinks almost by heart just by simple glance at your expression.

You'd always pick the table closest to the counter so they'd always have the chance to start up small talk at times, and Kaminari took all the chances he could get.

Bakugou on the other hand, acted as if he didn't want you there which would normally hurt– if he didn't occasionally sneak you a couple cookies and small cups of whip cream.

"So how is our lovely regular doing today?" Kaminari asked with a soft grin as his chin resting in the palm of his hand for support atop the soft beige marble counter.

"I'm doing okay." You replied, making your way to the blonde as your other favorite blonde walked around behind Kaminari while making drinks for the other stray customers.

"Glad to hear." He beamed you a closed eye grin before spinning on his heel and making his way over to the drink station. Presumably to make your drink.

"Whaddya think you're doing, idiot. Go talk to them, I'm making the damn drink already." A harsh whisper was heard from Bakugou as his hands quickly worked at what looked to be a latte.

Kaminari silently mocked him before rolling his eyes and walking back to you. His expression shifted to one of softness as he saw you glancing up at their temporary sanrio menu.

"Thinkin' of buying one of those chibbi thingies from our menu today?" He asked, placing both of his palms on the edges of the counter as he leaned forward ever so slightly.

You pursed your lips in thoughts before smiling softly and nodding, "Yeah, can I get a... [Favorite sanrio character] themed bubble tea? Along with a [F/S/C] sugar cookie?"

"Coming right up beautiful." He responded with a wink before dipping in slightly behind the wall and shouting your order to Bakugou. Whom responded with a very vocal, "Don't yell at me, damn extra!"

You chuckled before glancing behind you at the sound of the little bell ringing as people entered. You were always a nosey one.

And then, your heart dropped.

You watched in slight horror and both Kirishima and Mina walked inside the Café arm in arm with cheerful smiles. You practically froze in place as you slowly turned your head towards the counter, praying to every deity there was that they wouldn't recognize the back of your head.

"Woah, what's wrong with you?" Kaminari questioned, cocking a brow as he stared at you with your sugar cookie in hand. His expression started to lace with concern as you remained silent and frozen.

"[L/N]–" You quickly shut him up before he could finish calling out your name by sending him a death glare that could send a small shiver down Bakugou's spine.

Kaminari quickly stayed silent before hesitantly glancing behind you to welcome the new customers before he too, froze in place.

He laughed nervously before pursing his lips, "Oh– Uh, hey! Your shift started 5 minutes ago [False name], come on." He ushered you over to the little gate stiffly, and you quickly complied.

You quickly, yet semi cautiously made your way over to the gate before pushing your body into it as it allowed you inside. You booked it behind the wall that always hid the rest of the small storage area only to be met face first into a thick pole.

"What the hell?! The fuck're you doin' back here? And watch where you're going!"

You glanced up at said pole that had two drinks up in the air as he beamed you a confused scowl. You quickly backed up before placing a hand over his mouth and glancing behind you where Kaminari stiffly took the pair's order.

Bakugou stayed still for a moment before placing both drinks on a nearby counter and grabbing your wrist. "What the fuck is going on." He said in a harsh whisper.

"The– Youknowthosepeopleitoldyouaboutthatleftmeforeachotherafteriintroducedthem?yeahwelltheyrehereandkaminarihel–"

"God damn it– Slow down idiot!" Bakugou said as he covered your mouth with his hand. He sucked his teeth before slowly retracting his hand from your mouth.

You remained silent for a moment before taking a calming breath and looking up at him, "Remember when I came in here crying?"

"Yeah, you looked like a fuckin' pimple with all that puffiness." He teased with a grin before clearing his throat and allowing you to continue.

You gave him a sharp look before huffing and continuing, "Well that reason why I was crying is here and talking to Kaminari."

Bakugou thought for a moment before pursing his lips in hesitancy. His expression of thought quickly turned into a narrow one as he shoved you out of the way and left from behind the wall.

You watched in terror as Kaminari tried to hold Bakugou back from blowing the whole counter along with Kirishima and Mina away. If this was a clean show, all you'd be hearing was that annoying beep.

"Bakugou– C'mon bro, fuck! Calm down!" Kaminari shouted, holding Bakugou by his the crooks of his neck as the ash-blonde's hands started sparking and popping. All you could hear was loud, violent I'll kill yous and Bastards along with streams of something that sounded like it could come out of Satan's mouth himself.

"Bakugou.." You said under your breath, walking slightly towards the chaos behind the counter. Both blonde's heads whipped towards your direction and froze.

What you didn't know, was that you walked a bit too far and you were now in view for both Mina and Kirishima to spot you and also freeze.

By now, all customers either began recording or scrambled away as far as they could from the very lively Café. But that was the least of your worries the moment you heard his voice.

"[Name]..?"

Your head whipped towards the voice with an expression that could break a man's pride. And well, it did. Throughout all Bakugou's stream of curses, all you could hear was Kirishima's small curses about how crazy your blondes were.

You stared at him as if he were crazy, insane, an outcast, like he didn't belong, like you didn't know who he was, like you disgusted by him, like you hated him. At this point, you could care less about the terrified Mina behind him, the only thing that went through your mind was the betrayal and the fact Bakugou lashed out on someone on his shift. For you.

"Get out."

"What?"

"Get out."

"[Nam]–"

"Get. OUT."

All eyes and phone cameras were on you now, your shout having gained the attention from everyone. You pointed towards the double glass doors and sent him a glare of despair and hatred.

Kirishima recoiled at your sudden volume before Mina stepped in front of him and looked at you with confusion and sorrow. "[Nickname], what's going on with you..?"

You ground your teeth within your mouth briefly before turning away from her and walking behind the wall again. All you could hear afterwards was Kirishima beginning to call your name before getting stopped by a loud slam on the counter and a loud "Get the fuck out."

You sat quietly on a chair in the corner as you stared blankly at the wall infront of you. You counted atleast 104 cracks in the wall and about 3 faded ash marks on that very same chunk of wall.

"[Name]."

You flinched at the sound of your name before instantly calming down at the sight of Kaminari and Bakugou standing by you.

"Are you– Are you okay?" Kaminari said softly, coming closer to you and placing a warm hand on your shoulder as his eyebrows furrowed with concern.

Bakugou came closer before shoving his hands in his pocket and leaning against the wall in front of you with a soft scowl. "If you're worried about those bastards, I scared 'em off 5 minutes ago. Damn extras are so damn persistent."

You chuckled softly for a second at his last remark before clearing your throat and glancing up at both Kaminari and Bakugou. You slowly nodded before sighing, "Yeah.. Yeah, I'm okay. But, I just– I just wanna thank you both for what you did back there.. Helping me and stuff.. Just– Thank you. I really appreciated it."

"Don't be getting all sappy on me now, [Name]." Kaminari teased before ruffling your hair and grinning softly at you. "Plus, it was the least we could do for our favorite customer. Don't tell Amari I said that, she always tips me an extra five bucks whenever she comes here."

You laughed for a moment before smiling softly at both of them, "Noted." You let out another content sigh, feeling lighter than you did during the scenes of drama.

"Tch. Whatever, they deserved it. Wasn't like I was doin' it for you anyway, I got a lotta pent up rage dealing with those damn complaintent customers." Bakugou scoffed before turning his head away to look off to the side. "N' don't worry bout the Café cause I know damn well you will. Our manager will deal with the shit that comes with our mishap."

You couldn't help your smile as it widened at Bakugou's choice of words. After becoming a regular and always speaking with the two, you've come to learn what Bakugou truly means with his words. And this one meant, you're welcome and it's okay.

You stood up slowly before turning towards Kaminari and standing in front of him, just keeping eye contact before wrapping him up in a tight hug.

He grunted quietly in shock before grinning and instantly wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer. "God, I thought I'd never be able to do this." He whispered.

After a couple moments of content, you slowly pulled away and grinned at Bakugou, who was scowling harder than he was earlier.

You laughed before leaping forward and wrapping your arms around Bakugou's neck in a warm, happy hug. Bakugou grunted as well, a little louder than Kaminari before scoffing and hugging you back tighter with his arms around your waist.

"You're welcome nerd." He whispered in your ear as he leaned his head towards the crook in your neck.

Kaminari stood there with his hands on his hips, giving Bakugou an I-know-you-feel-it-too look before straightening up and clearing his throat as Bakugou glared at him.

You and Bakugou had a little bit of a longer moment as you both hugged in silence before you pulled away. He took the chance to ruffle your hair before shoving his hands in his pocket and leaning back against the wall.

"So.. whose up for a festival night?" You ask with a soft grin.

[94z-93]

MHA Characters at Coffee Orders:

Characters: Bakugo, Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Kaminari

Just my take as a coffee shop manager on what the character would order. If you have anyone else you want to see in part two or just talk about coffee.

Bakugo

Bakugo doesn't like his drinks sweet. He prefers a black coffee most days, but will switch it up and get a latte or cappuccino with cinnamon powder. Once, after being badgered by Kirishima and the barista, he tried a white mocha latte with cinnamon syrup. He won't admit it to anyone but he really likes that drink and will only get it if he's alone and that specific barista isn't there that day.

Midoriya

Izuku is also very basic with his coffee choices. He enjoys light flavors like vanilla and honey in his lattes, but also has no problem being adventurous and trying something with caramel in it. If there's a drink that's being sponsored by a prohero, trust me, he will try it ten times over just to analyze it. During the summer, he will get his go to drinks in cold brew form.

Todoroki

To no one's surprise, he loves iced drinks. Iced coffee, cold brews, frozen lattes: he loves them all. He doesn't care if it's below freezing outside, he wants his drink COLD. He also has a small sweet spot for iced chais with vanilla and sweet foam on top.

Kirishima

Has the biggest sweet tooth (when it comes to coffee. Sato doesn't like coffee!) in class 1-A and has no problem ordering the sweetest thing on the menu. He has tried every combination of thick sauce his go-to cafe has. He's even combined them all and loves it. He also enjoys iced drinks but will order hot drinks if it's freezing outside. He also enjoys trying the seasonal flavors whenever possible.

Kaminari

Will try to flirt with the barista for something "sweet" like them and will definitely get a lukewarm, decaf, black coffee in response. He loves fruity energy drinks and Italian sodas. He adds popping pearls and jelly topping to any drink that he can. If you do see him with a coffee based drink it's only because of his failed attempt at flirting or he asked Bakugo to grab him a drink, and you'll never find Bakugo ordering none of that "fru-fru nonsense" that Kaminari likes to drink.

[alythekitten]

KiriBaku Month Day 17: free day~

IT'S KIRIBAKU DAY!!!

Today is my favourite KiriBaku month day!!! Since my first KiriBaku Month 2 years ago today is the Cat Cafè date!!! I love keeping this little tradition ~ 🐈🐈‍⬛🐱

Reminder, if you want to suggest your ideas for this KiriBaku Month, you can join my Patreon!

[black-and-yellow]

wildcat

[badcaninecemetery]

he was so thirsty for the almond that he tried to steal my latte

[ezariumi]

The full illustration I drew last year featured in Lavender Dreams, a BNHA Shinsou Zine. I drew it thinking of Shinsou spending the early evening hours by a window seat of a cat cafe.  More Info: (twitter) @/ShinsoDreamZine 

[buttercupshands]

do I need to say something here?