#hi this is sappy mina hours

[rainrot4me]

Forgive, But Don’t Forget Me

Summary: Katsuki takes you home from a UA class reunion party where you had one too many drinks. You get a little handsy, and Katsuki has to figure out how to deal with you and his emotions.

Characters: Pro Katsuki Bakugo x Pro Female Reader

SMUT WARNING MINORS DNI

TW: Drunk fucking, inappropriate touching, repressed emotions, eating out, fingering, vaginal, fucking your ex, reconciliation, scratching, sappy, dry humping, clothed fucking

Words: 3.6k

A/N: This story is HEAVILY inspired by @/duskumes' comic on twitter! Go check it out!

Katsuki’s patience had run out hours ago. 

He knew it wasn’t his fault that you drank no less than twelve shots of straight vodka, but in the end, he was the one wrapping your arm around his shoulders as he walked you to his car. You were a babbling mess, barely able to thank him as he buckled you into the passenger seat, leaning over your body to lock the buckle in. 

It was no secret the two of you had dated back at UA, but that was years ago. But somehow, everyone at the UA class reunion party thought he was the most fit to take care of you. Your flirty little hands grabbed at him all through the party, making snarky little comments about his muscles and dick size until he couldn’t take it anymore and shuffled you out the door. He was quick on the goodbyes to his friends, too preoccupied with swatting your hand away from groping him. As Katsuki slid into the driver's seat of his sports car, you leaned on the console, fluttering your pretty eyes at him. “So, do I get to suck your dick now?” Katsuki’s eyes shot wide, taken aback by your brass statement, alcohol swaying your words to an uncomfortable point. “No,” He huffed, bucking his own seatbelt and starting the car. “Hands to yourself.” You huffed, crossing your arms dramatically as you pouted your lips. Katsuki rolled his eyes, shifting into drive as he quickly pulled out of the parking lot and onto the freeway. His radio mumbled some rap music, keeping the music low so as not to overstimulate your already dizzy head and leading to you puking all over his car. 

“It’s soooo hot.” You groaned, leaning into the seat. Katsuki glanced at you, rolling his eyes as he flipped the A/C up, letting the cold air blast onto you. You huffed, spreading your legs wide and causing your short dress to ride up your thighs, your panties peeking out just enough for Katsuki to quickly avert his gaze, gritting his teeth and gripping the steering wheel tighter. This was incredibly frustrating. You watched as the bright street lights zoomed past the window, the freeway mostly empty as it was so late into the night. Your eyes sparkled, looking over to Katsuki and grinning smugly. “Y’know, I’m real good at road head.” You giggled, sliding your hand over to rub his thigh only for it to be smacked away. “I’m well aware.” He grunted, leaning his elbow against the door and his head into his hand. The truth is he was more than aware. He remembered your days sneaking into each other’s dorm rooms like it was yesterday, recalling every time you sunk to your knees any time he asked. He groaned, rubbing his temple as he sped up.

“That party was soo boring, wasn’t it Kat?” You smiled, leaning onto the console and resting your head in your hand. Katsuki turned to look at you, his eyes rolling as he huffed a laugh. “Sure was, until you outdrank everyone there.” You giggled, laying your head on the console. “Not true… Pretty sure Mina had one more than me.” Katsuki adjusted his position, awkwardly laying his hand on your back as you lay on the console. “Difference is she can hold her alcohol.” He chuckled, turning his blinker on and pulling off to a side road leading to your apartment. You giggled. “I can hold your dick.” You ran your hand to his crotch, palming his slacks before he grabbed your wrist tightly and threw it back to your side. “God. I’ve never met anyone who gets this horny drunk.” You sat up, leaning into your seat. “Just horny for you and your big cock.” Katsuki stared at you, knotting his brows before turning back to the road. “Shut it.”

He pulled down your drive, the condos and high-rise apartments of the city shining brightly from the street. Katsuki pulled into the parking garage adjacent to your building, sliding into a spot and shutting the car off. You fiddled with your seatbelt, Katsuki leaning over and clicking the button. He jolted back, your hands pressing onto his chest as you quickly invaded his personal space and pressed your face way too close to his. “Nobody here but us… Let me suck you off…” You hummed, running your hand down his stomach but getting cut off as he gripped your wrist tightly. “You’re drunk. Hell no.” He scoffed, pushing you back into your seat as he unbuckled himself and popped out of the car. Circling to your side, he hauled you out, wrapping his arm around your waist as you nuzzled close to his muscled torso, rubbing your hands over his stomach and feeling his abs through the button-up shirt. Katsuki tried his best to ignore you. Hauled into the elevator, he pressed your floor number, a little shocked he still remembered which one.

Your head rested on his chest, your whole body weight being held up by his arms. It had been so long since he held you like this since he had done anything with you. It was so nice, his cologne filling your nose and making the hairs on the back of your neck stand. Your mind was dizzy, thoughts unorganized as all you could focus on was the man holding you, your former lover in your arms again. Katsuki enjoyed the quiet as you rode up the floors, gripping your side tightly to make sure your knees didn’t buckle under you. Seeing you like this was hard. Seeing you at all was hard. This was the first time Katsuki had even spoken to you in months, your relationship dying shortly after you both graduated from UA to ‘focus on hero work.’ The work kept you both preoccupied, sure, but seeing you after all this time felt like he had never left in the first place. You were still you.

As the elevator dinged, the doors slid open and Katsuki hoisted you out into the carpeted hallway. He found your room, typing in the little access code he forgot he even knew and shuffling inside. It smelled like how he remembered it. Citrus and vanilla, your scent. He tossed his keys on the kitchen counter, kneeling to help you slide your heels off. You pressed your hands on his shoulders, stabilizing yourself as he worked on the overlapping straps. “You look so good down there…” You giggled, running your hand through his spiked hair. He groaned, standing to take his shoes off before leading you to your bedroom. 

He pushed open the door, flipping the lights on as he helped you onto your bed. “Get changed. I’m going to grab you some medicine.” He commanded, sliding his suit jacket off and tossing it on the accent chair decorating the space. You smirked, pulling at the bottom of your dress and slowly slipping it off. Katsuki’s face blew red quickly, spinning on his heels and stepping out of the room quickly. “Oh come on Kat! Don’t wanna help me undress?” You called down the hall, teasing him. Rolling his eyes, he stepped into your bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet, shuffling through the random painkillers and allergy meds until he found a bottle of morning-after pills and shook a few into his hand. He shuffled to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. As he turned, he finally saw just how messy your space was. 

To-go bags littered the living room, unclean dishes were piled in the sink, and random clothes were half-folded on your couch. Katsuki cringed, wondering how a person as organized and upkeep as yourself managed to not only get yourself wasted but let your apartment run to crap too. He stepped back into your room, relieved to see you were in an oversized shirt and not completely naked. You lay on your bed, eyes half closed as Katsuki sat next to you. “Take these. It’s to help your nausea.” He instructed, opening the water bottle for you and handing it to you as you swallowed the pills. You smiled at him, your goofy grin making him chuckle. He patted you on the knee, going to stand and leave before you gripped his arm. “What? All that and you still won’t fuck me?” You slurred, rising to your knees and wrapping your arms around his. Shaking you off, he stood at the end of your bed, watching as you pouted your lips dramatically. “You’re drunk. Goodnight [Y/N].” As he turned, you jumped down from the bed, barely connecting your steps as you grabbed onto his shirt, pulling him to stop. 

Laying your forehead in the center of his back, you breathed in that smell one more time, the flush on your cheeks burning wonderfully. “I haven’t fucked anyone since you.” You mumbled all too fast, Katsuki glancing behind him to confirm if he heard you correctly. He gripped your arm, pulling you in front of him to face your beat-red face as you stared at him. “Nobody.” You urged, standing as still as you could as Katsuki’s hands gripped either arm tightly. You shook out of his grasp, stepping back to sit at the end of your bed before your dizziness became too much. “Kinda ruined all other dicks for me anyways,” you laughed awkwardly. 

Katsuki stood silent, staring at your face as he puzzled his words together carefully. He ran his hand through his hair, sighing as he felt defeated by your pitiful face. “It’s not like I’ve had time for anyone else either.” He groaned, staring at the floor. 

The air turned awkward. Both of you stared anywhere but at each other as you could feel your buzz slowly fading, a headache replacing it. “I’ve only ever been with you, Kat.” You admitted quietly, looking him directly in his fiery eyes as you fiddled with your fingers. “No one else really does it for me like you.”

Katsuki sighed, shuffling over to sit down next to you, silently cursing to himself. Truth was, Katsuki only ever thought about you after the breakup. It wasn’t like he wanted to end things, but he felt he needed to prioritize his career before all else after school. He looked for other partners, going on a date here or there, but no one ever matched the energy you brought him. Even years later, no one still did. “It’s never been anyone but you.” He sighed, glancing at you as your eyes sparkled so beautifully. Slinking your hand to his thigh, you gripped reassuringly. This time he didn’t push you away. You dared, leaning forward, just inches away from his face. 

“[Y/N].” He breathed, staring at your lips. 

“Katuski.” You returned, staring into his eyes.

He closed the space first, quickly wrapping his hand behind your head and pressing your lips together. It made you moan the way his lips danced so perfectly with yours, every tug and tightening grip rushing your memories back to you. Oh, how you missed this. You swung your leg over his lap, straddling him as you tangled your hands in his hair. But his hands were quick to pull you closer to him, cupping under your ass and pulling you flush against him. His moans were lethal, small grunts and gasps while he squeezed your legs and devoured you with his lips. You could feel his bulge grow under you, smirking into the kiss as you subtly pushed your hips down harder, a long groan falling from his lips. It didn’t take much before his hands were gripping your hips, forcefully grinding your cunt against his erection. Grunts and sighs mixed between both of you as Katsuki slipped his tongue into your mouth. The friction was heavenly, your panties and his slacks the only separation from him pressing into you, which he very badly wished to do.

Before you knew it he flipped you over, towering over you as he pressed your legs back, marveling at the wet spot that tinted your panties. He flicked his thumb over the area, your thighs clenching when he brushed your clit. Unbuttoning his shirt, he peeled it off his torso, his thick arm muscles leaving you a red mess under him. Chuckling, he sunk back over you, latching his lips to your neck as he unzipped his slacks and shoved them down his muscular legs and to the floor. His dark boxers did a horrible job at hiding his large erection, the bulge finding its way to your clothed cunt and grinding up onto you. You choked out a gasp, Katsuki’s hips rhythmically thrusting against yours as he ground against you, practically fucking you. It sent you spiraling, your clit throbbing under the pressure while he nibbled on your ear, grunting ever so slightly. It was so erotic. “Kat… fuck-” You gasped, his pace increasing as he cupped his hands under your knees and pressed them back, giving him a better angle to rut against your clit.

You were going to cum and he hadn’t even taken off your panties yet. You felt the knot tighten, eyes rolling as Katsuki’s bulge pressed down on you and abused your swollen clit. He nudged his head into the crook of your neck, moaning through gritted teeth. You whined loudly, pleasure crashing through you as you released into your panties, Katsuki’s thrusts slowing to grind deeper and harder and ride you through your orgasm. You hadn’t come on someone else’s touch in so long, but as you caught your breath, you knew you couldn’t stop at just one. 

Katsuki peppered kisses onto your cheeks and whispered about how good you did, holding his hips still but flush against your cunt as the damp spot slowly grew. Kissing his lips, you smiled, wiping his bangs away from his sweat-glistened face. “Can I suck your dick now?” You asked, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing his jawline. It was so barely noticeable, but the gasp that left his lips made your body shoot to life. Katsuki leaned back, slinking his rough hands up your thighs and fiddling with the lacey hem of your panties, his cock very obviously twitching impatiently in his boxers. He finally locked eyes with you, your red cheeks and puffy lips sending a shiver up his spine. “Only if you let me eat you out.”

Goosebumps rose on your skin as you sat up, letting Katsuki slip under your hips and lay face-to-face with your clothed cunt. It was beyond embarrassing, it was plain filthy. Deciding not to psyche yourself out about it, you leaned forward, slipping your fingers under the band of his boxers and sliding them down, gasping when his large erection sprung up in front of your face. Katsuki gasped behind you, hands gripping your hips tightly as he moved your panties to the side. It was a sight he missed way too much, brows knitting as he strained his neck to lick a stripe up your folds. Heavenly was the only word for it, little mewls and gasps echoing each other’s lips as you licked a stripe up the length of his cock. You couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol still messing with your brain, but every swipe of Katsuki’s sinful tongue on your clit made your entire body electrify. However, Katsuki grew impatient of straining his neck to reach your delicious cunt and gripped your hips tightly, slamming them down against his face as he slinked his tongue into your entrance. 

Your back arched, hips grinding to meet the pace of his tongue curling into you. You hadn’t realized you were leaving Katsuki’s cock unattended till it was twitching in your hand, begging to be touched. You pressed the head into your mouth, bobbing shallowly as you moaned on his tip, way too preoccupied with his tongue inside of you. It was like he was hypnotizing you, every arch of his tongue making your back arch the same. You squeezed your eyes shut, taking more and more of his length into your mouth until you were choking. You bobbed your head, sucking what you could and jerking off what you couldn’t. You missed the feeling of Katsuki in your mouth, relishing the sweet taste of his precum as it rubbed against your tongue. He was grunting into your cunt, nails digging into your hips as he forcefully ground your hips against his tongue. 

The tell-tale signs Katsuki was about to come were showing themselves, the high-pitched grunts and the bucking hips speeding up his tip at the edge. You could feel his hands tightening, his moans growing louder as he refused to let off of your cunt, choosing to suffocate rather than miss out on one second of your sweet taste. You accommodated, pressing your hips down and bobbing deeper on his length until you choked, and even then holding there a little longer. Katuski whined, bucking his hips up one final time before he spilt into your mouth, the warm seed shooting down your throat and coating your tongue with a sweet taste. He was a moaning mess against your cunt, only letting off to breathe when you forced your hips up. 

“Get over here, fuck-” He growled, gripping your hips and flipping you onto your back before he climbed on top of you. His face was flushed, sweat glistening as his bangs stuck to his forehead. You thought he looked cute, but your sweet thoughts were interrupted as Katsuki lined his cock up with your entrance, rubbing the head against your clit before ever so slowly sinking the tip in. He was careful to gauge your reactions, stopping when you hissed and pushing when you moaned. He was precise about it all, gritting his teeth as your warmth squeezed him perfectly. “This pussy belongs to me, got it?” He growled as he bottomed out, your groans music to his ears. “Got it?” He urged again, gripping your jaw tightly as he began to slowly thrust into you, your walls constricting him so perfectly. You nodded quickly, arms wrapping around his neck as he drove into you, pace quickening. He released your jaw, gripping the sheets under you to stabilize himself so he could snap his hips to meet yours. 

Moans and gasps echoed, each thrust sending you jerking against the bed before you were sinking back onto his cock. “You take me so good… Don’t know how I ever left this pussy…” He groaned, gritting his teeth as he stared into your heavy eyes. He scooped his hands under your knees, pressing them back roughly as he plowed into you. The angle left you gasping, his cock reaching impossibly deep as connected your lips to his, muffling your loud moans. 

The bed creaked loudly, the headboard softly knocking the wall as it matched Katsuki’s thrusts, each slap of your skin echoing loudly. “Kat- Ahh..” You moaned, arching your back and whining at the angle, each thrust sending Katsuki’s cock ramming against your g-spot. It didn’t take long before you were wrapping your arms around his back and clawing deeply, each rapid-fire thrust making your nails sink. Katsuki was relishing in it, the sweet pain mixing with the tight heat around his cock. God, how he missed you. He didn’t know who he had to thank for bringing you back to him, but thank you.

He pressed your knees back further, leaning in to wrap his lips with yours as he felt his release building. Your pleasure rising as well. With a few final thrusts, you were cumming around his cock, your walls squeezing incredibly tight as you moaned into his mouth. Katsuki could barely thrust into you anymore, his hips bucking roughly as he groaned against your tightness. That was all it took before he pulled out of you quickly, thrusting into his hand and releasing all over your stomach. He moaned, slack-jawed as he caught his breath. 

Your lips were still pressing kisses to his cheek as your fucked out expression met his. He grinned at you, his cheeks flushed and eyes heavy as he slowly lifted off of you. He lifted off the bed, shuffling to the bathroom and grabbing a towel before coming back to clean you off gently. You smiled at him, blushing as you watched him so carefully take care of you. You missed this. You missed him.

He leaned over, flicking the lamp off and pulling the sheets of your bed down, lifting your body with ease to place you on the pillow. Nervousness pinged you as you feared he’d leave the bed and tell you goodbye. But as he pulled your body flush against his and pulled the covers over both of you, you sighed with relief. 

You faced each other, bodies flush as you gazed into the other’s eyes. Katsuki kissed your forehead, brushing your hair behind your ear as he wrapped his arms around your body. “Forgive me.” He whispered, peppering more kisses onto your face. “For?” You whispered back, brushing your fingers up and down his chest. He sighed, tucking your head under his chin and holding you as close as he could. “For ever taking you for granted.”

You kissed his neck before nuzzling into him, breathing in his scent deeply as you could feel yourself drifting. “Apology accepted.” You mumbled against his skin, eyes fluttering shut. Katsuki smiled, kissing your head before shutting his own eyes, relishing in your embrace for the first time in a long time.

He promised to never let you go again.

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[hxyleswritesthings]

Alpha!Katsuki Headcanons

Author's Note: I'm working on an actual written blurb for these two, but in the meantime, enjoy this snapshot into what their relationship is like!

From here on out, his omega will be affectionately referred to as BB, just as a pet name.

Bakugou is aged up to mid-20s here, and this does contain slightly mature content so read at your own risk.

BB is quirkless!! Sometimes Bakugou teases her for it, stressing that she needs her big, strong, pro Hero alpha to take care of her and keep her protected. He’s also known for telling her to sit her “basic ass” down. 

She doesn’t really mind the teasing, or the lack of a quirk. She used to be self conscious about it growing up, but now she doesn’t see herself as anything less for it. 

She’s a total crybaby, like big fat Deku tears. She cries a lot when she’s stressed, and don’t even get me started on how she can get when her hormones are all out of whack from preheat. 

Cries a LOTTT during sappy romance movies as well.  One time she got so worked up Bakugou had to cut the movie off halfway, despite her protests. 

These two are stupidly in love with each other!!! Not a single person expected Katsuki to be so open and vulnerable as he is with her, but it’s been such a pleasant surprise!! He’s still the hard exterior Katsuki they all know and love, but it’s impossible to miss how much happier and calm he is around his omega. BB can take him from explosive, aggressive, alpha to someone who’s pulling her close and outright purring at her affections within a matter of moments. 

 He’s very protective of his omega but he’ll be damned if he becomes one of those alphas that has to control her every move. This means BB loves to go out with her friends, but he will be dropping her off and picking her up after, as well as triple checking his ringer is on in case she calls for anything. Everyone jokes that he’s a total mother hen, but it’s an arrangement that makes them both the most comfortable. 

Before he had marked her, there was one time she called him because another alpha was making her uncomfortable at the bar. Katsuki was with Kiri and Mina at the time and let’s just say that Mina had to go in to retrieve BB (checking up on her friends to make sure they were safe as well, ofc), while Kiri held Bakugou back so that he wouldn’t march in and make a scene. It led to him causing a scene outside the front door anyways.

He only calmed down once she was safe and in his arms, her face tucked into his scent glands as her previously sour scent turned sweeter as she calmed down.

BB is very shy at first, but completely opens up once she gets comfortable. This means she tends to be quiet around new people and stick to her alpha’s side, but once she trusts someone, she literally doesn’t shut tf up. 

No, seriously. Bakugou introduced her to the squad once they were officially courting. They had dinner at his apartment, and the poor girl barely spoke while everyone sat around the table, eating. A few hours (and drinks) later, she was practically glued to Kiri’s side, talking his fucking ear off. Bakugou quickly learned that the two are very similar, and they’re best friends now who love to make his life hell. 

About Kiri!!! Kiri is not mated yet, but he has been courting an omega for a while and the two are literally meant for each other. They have double dates with Bakugou and his girl all the time and BB and Kiri’s omega are very close!! 

Whenever they’re at a party, or having a night out somewhere, BB is infamous for pulling Bakugou away after a few drinks to blow him. He always teases that he won’t let her next time, but he’s just a man. He’d be crazy to deny his pretty little omega wanting to get on her knees and make her alpha feel good. 

Yes, this did occur at a hero gala one time. They tried their best to play it off but their friends all knew the blush adorning their cheeks was not from the alcohol. 

Before quitting, BB used to work at a coffee shop in between classes. She would also hang out there to do schoolwork. This is how they met each other. Bakugou caught whiff of her scent one day while on patrol with Kiri, and he was immediately hooked. He bought her a refill and a pastry and the poor dude was stumbling over his words trying to introduce himself. 

He was so nervous, hands shaky as he spoke to her. Kiri definitely teased him about it, but clearly it had worked as BB had slipped him her number before the two men left.

She always felt very safe around him, even from the start. He became a safe space for her very early on in their relationship.

On their first date, he took her to get takeout and they ate it sitting on a blanket at a local park and trying to guess the life stories of different strangers around them. 

Their second date he invited her over to his apartment and made her dinner. She showed up in a dress and heels, and couldn’t help but keep staring at his biceps as they bulged underneath his button down he had chosen for the night. He even set the table with flowers and candles. What a romantic!!

Bakugou was absolutely swooning over her!!! They cleaned up together after dinner, giggling like children as they splashed sudsy water on each other. Bakugou poured them both another glass of wine once they were finished, showing her to the balcony where they sat and talked in the cool night air. 

The night mayyyy or may not have ended with Bakugou’s head underneath the poor girl’s dress, thighs shaking as she fell apart on his face. He moaned into her, cleaning her up with his tongue before pulling away, helping her pull her panties back up into place and pressing a few kisses to her lips as he pulled her into his arms on the couch. He drove her home later that night, making sure she was safely inside before taking himself back home. 

They went on a few more dates before he decided to court her, showing up at her place with a new blanket and a sweater of his he had scented, as well as her favorite chocolates as a courting gift. BB accepted immediately, tearing up at the gesture as she pulled him into an embrace. She left him briefly to add the two new items to her nest, breathing in the mix of their scents deeply once she had finished. She quickly returns to Bakugou, instructing him to take his shoes off before pulling him into her bedroom and inviting him into her nest for the very first time. It’s an emotional moment for both of them as he climbs in, making himself comfortable and allowing his omega to scent him before tucking herself into his chest, the both of them practically purring. 

They spent the rest of the day in her nest and Bakugou even called out the next day for some extra time with her.

[see-arcane]

It's February and the Harkers are going to be Extra.

Friend, 'Extra' is where they start.

Every Valentine card manufacturer, florist, and chocolatier in Exeter send personalized gift baskets to the Harkers' home on February 15th, thanking the couple for their contribution to their gains. Not because the Harkers needed to bother with their venues--they grow their own holy flora, they make their own confectionary treats, and they've long since mastered the art of achingly tender letters and card creation--but because all the other over-the-top ribald and romantic antics they get up to in broad daylight is fantastic for business.

So much so that certain surly paramours and spouses across the city thought they must be hired actors. But no. That's just how the Harkers are. And post-Dracula? They're even worse (better). They can't go an hour without becoming a live portrayal of a pulp romance cover. Every kiss is a breathing exercise because they keep forgetting to come up for air. There are bridal carries from both of them. Heartfelt gifts delivered to one or the other, something to unwrap each day until the lovesplosion of Valentine's Day like a sappy advent calendar.

Mina Harker makes her preliminary move on February 12th. Lets herself into her husband's office, locks the door, pulls the blinds, and does not leave until three hours later.

Jonathan Harker makes his preliminary move on February 13th. The kind of move that involves many a dropped monocle, teacup, and jaw from onlookers. Fans are utilized to little effect.

February 14th as celebrated by the Harkers is custom-crafted by Eros himself and words cannot do it justice. Everyone else's February 14th, as a defense mechanism, is harried in its tide of frantic Valentine acts among others trying to match at least a fraction of the Harkers' romantic miasma.

And all seems fine afterward.

...Up until Exeter is forced to behold the Harkers on their anniversary.

[yalocalfanficaddict]

Dumping Music Headcannons Cause Nobody Can Stop Me (BakuSquad)

Bakugou:

You can't tell me that this bitch doesn't listen to Megan Thee Stallion when he commutes to his Agency or when he's working out.

He would totally replace the pronouns when listening to Her.

Bakugou always played Megan's music through his headphones. But one time, Kaminari and Ashido were stopped at a red light beside him and secretly recorded Bakugou vibing out to Thot Shit via speakers.

He listens to some sappy songs when relaxing in the comfort of his own home but tell everyone that he listens to rap.

Bakugou would be the person to blast rap in public places just to prove it.

Kaminari:

Electric Love - BØRNs, Lovers Rock - TV Girl, Marlboro Nights - Lonely God, Honeypie - JAWNY, Everybody Talks - Neon Trees, Bubble Pop Electric - Gwen Stefani, Sweater Weather - The Neighbourhood, Touch You - YBC...need I go on???

Anything Indie, Pop, or Soft Rock (Or combo of such).

Probably listens to some Hyper Pop with Mina.

Has had a Mother Mother/Marina/Arctic Monkeys/Gorilliaz phase.

Always bothers Bakugou when Dynamite by BTS plays.

One of the best people to go to for music recommendations.

Because of his vast music taste, he usually nerds out with Jirou while knowing absolutely NOTHING about instruments.

Tried picking up guitar to show off said vast taste, but it hurt his fingers too much.

Kirishima:

listens to anything from the 90s and later. "Because it was the most manliest music era,"

When cooking Kirishima listens to Micheal Bublé even though he was mostly 2000's music.

Was obsessed over Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy in middle school. (And Queen songs in general)

Has a whole playlist dedicated to songs from musicals

Sings Put Your Head On My Shoulder by Paul Anka in the shower.

Listens to rap on occasion, but not the inappropriate ones. "Because it's unmanly to disrespect someone's body via music."

Sero:

Vibes to literally everything.

Everyone asks why he likes songs that are written in languages he doesn't know and he just says: "I just think they're neat"

Any hype song out there, he listens and blasts it to hype of his besties.

Secretly a Camellia Cabello stan.

You always know where he is in the dorms cause he obnoxiously singing to his music.

Has spent HOURS in the bathroom with Kaminari doing K-Pop dances in the mirror while playing the music wayyy too loud.

Ashido:

Hyper Pop playlists that goes on for MILES.

Will forever stand Doja Cat and will cuss you out if you diss her.

Tried to teach Bakugou the Body x Bring It Back dance when she found out he liked Megan Thee Stallion.

Is obsessed with Photo ID by Remi Wolf.

Sad music? Don't know her!

Knows so many body positivity songs that its scary...

Jirou:

God of music.

Was the cause of Kaminari's phases.

There's an occasion, Jirou's got the music for it.

Really into Scene Queen and CORPSE.

Tries to unlearn her hatred for certain Pop genre's.

When on road trips, she's always in charge of music. (For fairness and everyone else's sake)

Won't dance in any party. Instead, she plugs her earphone jacks to the speaker to listen louder.

Even during school/work hours, she tries to sneak AirPods or something to listen to music in secret.

[lackyghost]

“No.”

It has to have been the dozenth time Bakugou Katsuki has repeated himself in the last half hour, but his shitty friends aren't relenting.

He's already settled to stay in and do nothing for the night; wearing his loose black sweatpants and an old black tank top that barely covers his chiseled abdominals and stretches thin across the swell of his pecs, leaving his corded arms on full display.

His blonde hair is puffed out around his head in the usual gravity defying pale blonde spikes; a few strands falling across his forehead above his angular scarlet eyes. His nose is scrunched up in annoyance, pink lips twisted into an annoyed scowl; all per usual.

“Come on, it’ll be fun!” Ashido Mina insists, her wild pink curls bouncing as she wobbles excitedly in her heels. Her copper eyes are wide, face fully done up with intense makeup.

“Yeah, Blasty, come on!” Kirishima Eijirou adds, his dyed red hair worked up into spikes like always, his round crimson eyes bright and cheerful, full of childish hope even in the face of his long time best friend’s glare.

“Fucking no,” Katsuki says again.

This continues for another half hour, until Mina goes for the fucking throat.

“Blasty, you have to put yourself out there if you want to find your fated.”

He stares at her blankly for several long moments, not even blinking as he takes in the genuine concern across her features.

Finally blinking once, he turns to Eijirou beside her, his eyes trailing to where their hands are tightly clasped together, and he heaves a defeated sigh.

His friends’ faces both light up like goddamned Christmas trees and he rolls his eyes as he flips them off, turning to head into his bedroom in their shared apartment.

As he pulls on his better clothes, he allows his mind to wander to several years earlier, back in their first year of university, when Eijirou, an Alpha, first met Mina, an Omega, and his fated mate.

Katsuki himself is an Omega, a fact he used to be self-conscious about, thanks to the way people tend to view him as ‘broken’ or ‘wrong’ for being harsh, abrasive, and headstrong. Omegas are supposed to be sweet and docile, soft and submissive.

He’d been sixteen when he’d first presented in his secondary gender, which was typical. His body had gone through the weeks of intense physical pain as his body altered, growing a uterus, shifting his testicles up inside of him where they can dually function to produce sperm and eggs, and the agonizing experience of the formation of his vagina.

He’d always thought he would be an Alpha, and that fact alone had stopped him from attempting to find his fated; the person who was supposedly the perfect half to his heart and soul.

He’d done some dumb shit back in high school, had claimed that ‘fated mates’ were bullshit, that they didn’t really exist and that it was just sappy garbage.

But now, as Katsuki steps back out of his bedroom wearing tight ripped jeans, a black t-shirt, and a red plaid flannel left unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, his eyes land on his friends and he believes that fated mates exist.

The way they look at one another, as if they’re the only two people on the entire goddamned planet, makes Katsuki’s innards churn with jealousy that he will never bring to light.

It isn’t that he feels neglected in his life; his job pays well, he loves working as a chef, he has a small group of friends who have become his unofficial ‘squad.’

But at twenty-two, he certainly feels like there’s a spark missing from his life, and as more and more of the people around him find their fated mates, he’s forced to wonder if that’s what it is.

Frowning, Katsuki shuts his bedroom door just loud enough to break up his friends’ sappy little lovefest in the shared living space and they both turn to him with wide smiles. He rolls his eyes and makes his way to the genkan to pull on his black sneakers, ignoring the ache in his chest.

The drive to Midnight’s is obnoxious, as Katsuki is left with a backseat view of Eijirou and Mina holding hands while the Alpha drives, and has to look out the window to avoid the gooey looks they shoot each other at every stop.

“Oh damn, look at the line,” Mina says, and Katsuki’s head snaps up, annoyance building as Eijirou pulls into a parking space facing the insanely long line.

“For fucks’ sake,” Katsuki groans.

“I’m sure it won’t take too long,” Eijirou says with a hesitant chuckle.

Katsuki gives him a flat look, but unbuckles and climbs out of the tiny red car. He scowls heavily at the long line as they approach, scarlet eyes blazing as he takes in the dozens of dolled up people waiting to get into the obnoxiously loud club so they can drink and grind against strangers on a sticky dance floor.

Katsuki is about to just say fuck it and walk back to his apartment when he catches sight of an all too familiar vibrant red leather jacket and an unruly mop of dirty blonde hair manning the entryway.

He smirks and stalks up to the man with a gruffly shouted, “Oi, Keigo, lemme in!”

Hawklike copper eyes snap to meet his, and a grin splits the man’s lips as he eyes Katsuki with obvious interest.

“Lookin’ good there, Kitty Kat,” Keigo says, eyes glinting with desire. “Didn’t think you were one for the club scene.”

“I’m not, but these fuckers insisted,” Katsuki says flatly, jutting his thumb over his shoulder to Eijirou and Mina, who are observing the interaction with curiosity in their round eyes.

“Well, thank you, mystery friends,” Keigo says, giving the couple a wink.

“Enough with this shit, let us in so I can fucking drink,” Katsuki grouses and Keigo chuckles lowly, amused as always with his sass.

“Only if you save a dance for me later,” the dirty blonde says, leaning in close to Katsuki, eyes lidding as he inhales the Omega’s rich caramel scent. “I’ve missed you.”

“Your knot missed me, don’t mix it up, asshole,” Katsuki says with a huff. “Let us in and I will consider dancing with you later.”

Keigo nods enthusiastically and unhooks the velvety red rope from the stanchion, using his other hand to wave the small group inside.

Katsuki doesn’t have to look back to know the man is gawking at his ass as he steps into the building.

His senses are immediately attacked from all sides; vibrations of the bass-heavy music, the beat thrumming through his bones, the bright lights shifting and rolling around the dance floor, and the arousal-heavy scents of well over two hundred writhing bodies.

Katsuki fucking hates it.

“Um, Baku-bro, who was that guy?” Eijirou asks, and Katsuki rolls his eyes as he turns to his friends.

“Just an Alpha I used to fuck,” he says with a shrug.

“So, he’s your ex?” Mina questions.

“Did I fucking say that?” Katsuki snaps, glowering at them.

Eijirou raises his hands placatingly and Mina mutters out an awkward apology, obviously neither of them wants to push him too far when they’ve just arrived.

“I’m gonna get a drink, go do your shitty dancing,” Katsuki says, waving them off as he makes his way over to the bar, ignoring the way their faces light up excitedly at the dismissal.

Leaning against the thick wooden bar, he simply passes over some cash for a beer, not interested in getting wasted tonight, but the alcohol will help him hate this place marginally less. Maybe.

It doesn’t stop him from glaring across the large space, though. Midnight’s is a popular place and they’ve got decent music, so at least that’s not grating on his nerves on top of everything else.

He sets his empty bottle down and raises his hand to wave for the bartender’s attention when a scent reaches his nose. Slowly turning, he inhales deeply, getting a delicious intake of smoky cinnamon that has his mouth watering and eyes fluttering.

Another breath has his skin tingling, like little explosions across his body as his heart flips and leaps into overdrive, nearly beating right out of his chest.

He’s walking before he even realizes it, eyes scanning the crowd frantically, looking for any sign of another person in a similar state as he attempts to follow the scent to its owner. He has no regard for the people around him as he shoves his way onto the dance floor, nothing else matters in this moment.

Turquoise eyes lock with his and everything around him fades to blackness; his vision tunneling down to this singular point.

He pushes harder through the crowd, shoulder-checking people and shoving kissing couples aside to get to his prize, as his inner Omega screams and claws at him to move faster, to get to his mate.

The moment the Alpha fully comes into view, Katsuki’s body seems to light on fire; everything about this man screams danger and strength and allure, and he wants all of it.

The man is porcelain pale, though that could be a visual trick because of the black tattoos that cover nearly every inch of visible skin in lace-like mandala floral patterns; under his eyes, beneath his sharp cheekbones, across his bottom lip and strong jaw, down his chin and throat. Where the sleeves of his black leather jacket end, the tattoos continue onto his wrists and the backs of his hands.

His ears are lined with silver piercings and cuffs, and he has three studs in the left side of his perfectly angular nose. His hair is snow white and spiky, fanning out similarly to Katsuki’s own untamed locks.

He has to be around 190cm, nearly a full head taller than Katsuki, and his lidded turquoise eyes are full of unbridled lust as he takes Katsuki’s appearance in. Neither of them attempts to hide the way they check the other out.

He rounds Katsuki, the Omega turning only his head and eyes to track the movement, and the second the Alpha’s hands land on his hips, pulling his back against a strong, broad chest, every nerve ending flares to life as blue lights flicker above them like flames, bringing an ethereal feel to the moment.

The Alpha presses his nose to the side of Katsuki’s neck, inhaling directly from the scent gland there, and he lets out a low groan that has the blonde’s cock swelling and cunt gushing.

“My Omega,” the Alpha growls possessively as he takes another breath of Katsuki’s sweet caramel scent, thick fingers flexing harshly.

Katsuki smirks as he turns in the man’s hold, reaching up to grab the collar of the man’s jacket as he goes up on his toes, bringing the Alpha down to meet him part way as he breathes in the source of that delectable cinnamon smoke.

“My Alpha,” he breathes out. “Fuck, you smell so fucking good.”

The Alpha rumbles deep in his chest, a happy, content sound that quickly tapers off into a lustful growl when Katsuki’s lips latch onto his scent gland. He laves his tongue around the gland, groaning at the flavor of his mate.

“Fuck, you’re a vicious thing, aren’t you, doll?” The Alpha growls out, his hands snaking around to grab the Omega’s ass and squeeze tightly. He pulls the blonde against him, rolling his hips up, letting Katsuki feel the hard outline of his heavy cock.

“Bakugou Katsuki,” he introduces himself, lips brushing against the man’s neck as he trails kisses up the side of his throat.

“Mm, Katsuki,” the Alpha echoes, sending a chill down the blonde’s spine. “Todoroki Touya.”

“Nice to fucking meet you, Touya,” Katsuki says, before finally crashing their lips together.

There is nothing soft or slow about it; the kiss is heated, shameless, and the way their bodies roll together is absolutely not acceptable in a public space.

Neither of them give a single fuck as their tongues wrestle for dominance and their hands trail down one another’s bodies.

When they part, gasping for air like they’d forgotten they needed it, the desire is palpable between them. The mingled scent of smoky cinnamon and sweet caramel is laced with poorly controlled lust that has them both diving back in for more, uncaring of the people around them.

“You’re coming to my house,” Touya says against his lips.

“We’re leaving right fucking now,” Katsuki says.

The speed at which they make their way back through the crowd to the doors isn’t missed by Mina and Eijirou, who shoot the blonde curious looks.

In response, he holds up his and Touya’s laced hands, and then gives his friends a middle finger with his free hand.

On their way out the door, an unfortunate, all but forgotten voice calls out. “Kitty Kat, where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

Touya’s entire body tenses and Katsuki groans in annoyance as he and his Alpha turn in almost eerie unison to glare at the other Alpha. Scarlet eyes are full of frustration, and turquoise orbs are radiating the desire for murder.

“Fuck off, Keigo,” Katsuki snaps.

“I get off in ten, baby, just hang on, don’t go follow this shady asshole home,” Keigo drawls out.

To both blonde’s surprise, Touya is the one who speaks next, and his baritone voice is laced with venom. “Keigo, you don’t deserve to even look at my Omega.”

The bouncer goes rigid as his eyes blow wide. “Oh, shit, Dabi.”

“You’d better back the fuck off right fucking now unless you want me to rip your goddamned throat right out,” Touya snarls, and the other Alpha gulps loudly, hands up, as the audience of people waiting to enter the club shift cautiously, sensing the true desire for bloodshed.

“It won’t happen again,” Keigo says quickly.

“Fuck off,” Katsuki says again.

Touya squeezes Katsuki’s hand. “Let’s go, doll.”

“Hurry the fuck up,” the blonde says, annoyed by the delay, which has his Alpha chuckling.

Touya leads the way to a sleek black sedan, latest model, top of the line brand. The inside is all pristine leather and smells brand fucking new. Katsuki cocks a brow at his Alpha, who simply starts the car up, unperturbed by the extravagance of the vehicle.

Katsuki waits until they’re out on the street before blurting out a frustrated, “Why the fuck did he call you Dabi?”

“It’s my alias,” Touya says with a shrug.

“For fucking what?” Katsuki asks.

Touya hums consideringly, like he’s weighing the pros and cons of giving his Omega the truth or a variation. When they stop at a light, one look to the blonde lets the Alpha know that anything but the absolute truth would be a mistake.

“I’m the CEO of Endeavor Corporations,” Touya says and then clicks his tongue. “And the next oyabun of the Todoroki-kai.”

“Fuck,” Katsuki says eloquently. Touya looks anxious, his scent turning slightly bitter, but Katsuki just shrugs. “Explains why your name sounded familiar.”

Touya’s shoulders relax slightly and his eyes flick to the Omega, brows raised. “That’s it?”

Katsuki cocks a brow. “Am I supposed to give a fuck?”

“Shit, doll,” Touya says, his lips twitching up into a devastating smirk. “You really are fucking perfect, aren’t you?”

“Just wait until I’m on your cock,” Katsuki says and the Alpha’s scent quickly turns a savory sweet combination as his arousal spikes.

“Oh, I will ruin you, Katsuki.”

The Alpha’s home, as it turns out, is a penthouse sweet in a luxury condo. Touya has to scan a special badge just to unlock the elevator doors and uses a separate fob on his keychain to get it to move up to the penthouse.

“Fucking hell, I’m surprised you don’t just have fucking biometrics in here,” Katsuki says with a snort.

"Not yet,” Touya says with a smirk. “Don’t worry, doll, when we do, I’ll add your pretty face to the okay list.”

Katsuki scowls up at the man. “Pretty? Fucking seriously?”

Touya leans down and cups Katsuki’s chin, pulling the blonde in for a surprisingly soft kiss.

“Prettiest thing I’ve ever fucking seen,” he mutters, eyes sparkling as Katsuki’s cheeks flush in mingled outrage and embarrassment.

“Who the fuck—” he’s cut off by the elevator beeping loudly and the doors opening to a small entryway, lined with three more doors.

The one to the left is clearly marked as a stairwell access point, the one to the right is marked for staff only, and the one straight ahead has ‘Todoroki Touya’ written on a golden plaque to the side.

Touya grabs Katsuki’s hand, and the blonde is too fucking curious to do anything but let himself be led forward.

His own caramel scent wafts out smoother and sweeter as anticipation coils with arousal. The Alpha’s fingers flex around his own and he lets out an impatient growl as he hurries to unlock his door.

They barely make it inside before Katsuki pounces, wrapping his arms around the Alpha’s neck and legs around his hips as he slams their mouths together in a sloppy kiss full of primal need and near feral levels of desire.

Touya barely has the state of mind to lock the door before stumbling his way across his penthouse, ripping the blonde’s shoes and shirt from him on the way, uncaring of the scraps of fabric leaving a trail in their wake.

Katsuki drags his teeth along Touya’s neck before nipping at his gland, pulling a deep grunt from the man.

“Don’t worry, doll, we’ll make our marks soon, but I plan to have you full of my cum and speared on my knot before that happens,” Touya says, his words sending a hot flash of need through Katsuki, as if he required anything else to turn him on further.

“I’m fucking counting on it,” the blonde snarls.

Touya drops the Omega onto his bed and Katsuki spares only a glance to see that the bed is massive, nearly double the size of a standard King bed.

But then Touya is taking his own clothes off and Katsuki focuses back on ripping his jeans and boxers off; and the one sleeve of his now shredded plaid shirt that was left bunched in the crook of his elbow.

Scarlet and turquoise drink the other in, relishing in the unabashed view of their fated mate, found at last.

Katsuki’s eyes lid hungrily when they land on the Alpha’s cock; thick and long, marked with a Prince Albert and a six rung frenum ladder that has his tongue aching for a taste.

But Touya moves first, latching onto one of Katsuki’s nipples, pulling a groan from the blonde as the Alpha’s hot, wet muscle circles and flicks across the nub before sucking on it with fervor. Katsuki’s hands fly up into his snow white locks as his back arches up, wanting more.

Touya uses one hand to tweak his other nipple while his other hand lazily brushes along his inner thighs, teasing him. Katsuki growls in annoyance and the Alpha releases his nipple with a lewd pop before surging up to capture his lips in a biting kiss.

When long, thick fingers finally brush against his folds, Katsuki rolls his hips almost desperately, needing more contact. Touya chuckles darkly, not doing anything more than lightly trailing his fingers.

“Don’t fucking tease me, asshole,” Katsuki snarls furiously.

“Hmm? What would you rather have me do, doll?” Touya drawls.

“Put your fucking mouth where it’s useful,” Katsuki snaps.

Touya smirks as he starts kissing down the Omega’s neck and chest, his fingers gently sliding around his cock, stroking it lazily only once. It’s maddening and Katsuki is ready to punch the asshole when Touya suddenly slides down and flicks his tongue across his clitoris.

“Fuck!” Katsuki cries out. “More, asshole!”

Touya hums his acknowledgment before dragging his tongue down his folds slowly, and then thrusting the muscle as deep into his cunt as possible. He groans at the sweetness of the slick and the way Katsuki’s inner walls clench around his tongue.

The blonde’s thighs squeeze around his head as his hands fist in white hair, hips rolling up, seeking out pleasure and using the Alpha like his own personal toy.

The taller man brings one tattooed hand up to press into his Omega’s cunt as he moves to suck at his clit, his other hand greedily gripping the blonde’s cock.

“Touya! Fuck!” Katsuki screams, his senses on overload, the band of pleasure tightening rapidly in his core as his legs start to tense up almost painfully around the Alpha’s head.

Katsuki cums with a gasp, cock spilling out over Touya’s hand while his cunt gushes fresh slick over the digits inside him. The Alpha quickly moves to lap at his folds again, rumbling at the taste of his mate’s release.

He leans back and raises his cum soaked hand to his lips, licking his digits clean while Katsuki pants and watches the movement with dilated pupils.

The Omega launches himself up, tackling the other to his back on the massive bed. He bites Touya’s lower lip harshly before kissing him, sucking his tongue into his mouth while he rubs his soaking pussy over the man’s leaking cock.

The Alpha groans and grips his hips hard enough to bruise, pushing the Omega more firmly against his erection. He groans and Katsuki angles his hips to catch the head of his cock on his entrance. He slowly sinks down, pulling moans from both men, the blonde relishing in the stretch and the pressure from the piercings rubbing along his insides.

“Fuck, Touya!” Katsuki gasps out, feeling full and hot all over.

“I know, fuck, you’re tight,” Touya groans, rolling his hips up a few times.

Katsuki raises himself up and then drops down as he starts bouncing, giving the Alpha a delicious view of the gorgeous man riding his cock; blonde spikes waving and plush pecs jiggling with each drop.

A feral need for dominance courses through Touya, and he leans up, cock still deep in Katsuki’s cunt as he pins him down beneath him. The blonde snarls, hands flying up to grip his back bruisingly, blunt nails digging into his flesh.

He leans down to kiss the Omega as his hands slide down to grip his hips, and then he starts ruthlessly pounding into his cunt. Katsuki cries out, lifting his legs to get a better angle, making the other snarl.

The squelching and slapping of skin fills the air along with the smell of slick and precum, mingling with caramel and smoky cinnamon as if the bedroom were an oven meant for combining every aspect of their scents.

Katsuki bites at the Alpha’s lower lip, growling his pleasure as he's drilled into the mattress. He moans against his lips, fingernails scraping down his mate’s back as his pleasure rapidly builds.

A burning, tingling sensation sparks to life across their skin, more pleasure than either of them has ever felt before; a new level of euphoria.

Touya’s hands slide down to the bottom of Katsuki’s ass, lifting him and using his bruising grip to pull the Omega harshly down against his cock, meeting each thrust and forcing his dick deeper as his knot quickly begins to swell.

“Fuck fuck fuck! Knot me, Alpha!” Katsuki shouts, something between a moan and a demand.

“I’m going to, hah, knot you—fuck—and mark you!” Touya growls out, running his tongue along the blonde’s mating gland along his neck. “My Omega.”

The declaration is enough to tip Katsuki over the edge and he cums hard with a shout; cum squirting between them as his cunt clenches around the Alpha’s cock. Touya nearly fucking howls at the sensation.

He roughly slams up into his Omega, popping his knot into place as he cums, clamping his dropped fangs down into Katsuki’s scent gland as he fills him up with his hot seed. The sensation has the blonde crying out, feeling the formation of their perfect bond taking root.

As soon as Touya pulls away, Katsuki roughly grabs his white tresses and angles his head so he can sink his own teeth into the man’s scent gland, completing the bond as the Alpha continues to rut against him.

“My Alpha,” Katsuki growls when he pulls away.

They meet for a hard kiss, drops of blood mixed in with their saliva as they slowly come down from their highs. The kisses gradually turn from heavy and hot to languid and slow until they’re left exhausted.

“How long until your knot goes down?” Katsuki questions.

“Usually about ten minutes, but I’m guessing the bond will have it closer to thirty,” Touya says, chuckling at the disgruntled sound the Omega lets out in response. He presses a soft kiss to Katsuki’s lips. “Lets just get some sleep, yeah?”

Katsuki grumbles in annoyance, but doesn’t complain as they roll and shuffle a bit to get more comfortable on their sides. They’re sweaty and hot, but content in a way neither has ever felt before and it doesn’t take long for sleep to claim them.

[sevenpeaches]

Its moments like these I’m so thankful to have such a warm and caring family. I opened my suitcase last night, feeling out of place and a bit alone, and was met with these envelopes. Not gonna lie, that was the tipping point for me — there were tears. 🥺🤧

My family knows how stressful starting this new job and venturing off alone has been for me, so they took the time to write letters with words of encouragement and comfort for each day of my first week working here, and snuck them into my suitcase without me knowing. It’s such a thoughtful gesture I might just start crying again~ And I’ve gotten so much support from you guys whenever I start stressing about things — I just want to say thank you, truly 💞 I’m so lucky to have friends and family like you 💜

[bnha-more-like-bnh-gay]

Kirideku headcanons because they’re my favorite and I am ✨mentally ill✨:

Gym dates. Dude,, they’re so supportive 😭

Listen, it just starts normal, and then “you’re so strong” “thanks, bro, you’re so manly!” “Aw, thank you, you’re so sweet!” “🥺💙 you’re so smart” “well, you’re so-“

Please help Uraraka. She is tired of their shit. She loves them, and she wants them to be happy, but goddamn. How sappy can too fools be?!

Study dates

Izuku once a gave kiri a bouquet of weights (my siblings idea, not mine, but one that I love)

Kiri helps comfort izuku after he has nightmares

Kirishima is trans. I will not accept anything else. Izuku reminds him how manly he is whenever he feels dysphoric

I talked about this in my rare pair post which you can find here (if I remember to link it) but, they ran into each other one night in the common room, izuku had woken up from a nightmare and kirishima was getting some water. Izuku was lightly dozing and kiri was like “hey, you want me to carry you to your room?” And they get to talking until the morning. Sero finds them there next morning and he knows what is going to happen 👁👁 Sero knows all

They are practically inseparable after a few weeks. Kiri called izuku when he was having a panic attack one time, and then the two stuck together like glue. The kiricrew and izucrew became the kiridekrew (curtesy of Uraraka)

Kiri knows he has a crush on izuku first, and he starts trying to hint at his feelings. Sadly for class A, izuku is incredibly dense when it comes to people liking him

Todoroki accidentally makes izuku realize that he has a crush on kiri by mentioning love languages. Izuku’s is words of affirmation, and kiri’s is gift giving. Shouto mentions that their love languages are very complimentary, and that they work well together.

Izuku is flustered and spends ye rest of the day like, “oh no”

He texts the izucrew group chat a 911, and they’re over in an instant

He tells them, and Uraraka is like “congrats, you’re officially the last one to know!”

Izuku is confused, and she explains that everyone knows. There is even a betting pool going around ua. Midnight and Sero started it.

They tell him that kirishima 10000000% likes him back, but our boy izuku has ridiculously low self esteem me too, buddy So he hides his feelings

Lucky for ua, kirishima is very intuitive! He also has low self esteem though.

Buuuuuuuuut, with both of them trying, class a and the extended members in the izucrew decide that their pining has gone on long enough. Mina and Uraraka orchestrated the operation

Operation get the lover bois to express their emotions

Shouldn’t be hard right? Both are very in tune with their emotions, we love to see it, right?

Yes actually! :D

They talk, and end up falling asleep cuddling! Both their phones have been blown up with texts

“You’ve been in there for hours, how’s it going????”

“DID YOU DIE????”

“If you died, who do I kill to avenge you? Because I can’t see kiri/izuku doing anything to hurt you :/“

“KIRI, CHECK YOUR PHONEEEEEEE”

“Izuku, did you commit a felony again??? Should we get Present Mic or Mr. Aizawa?”

“Kiri, if you died, can I have your hair dye?”

“Come out come out, you little shits! Literally. Come out and tell us how it went, we’ve been waiting here for hours”

“If you’re not out in five minutes, um eating ALL the ice cream”

“^^ They’ll do it, they’re crazy”

They leave izuku’s dorm the next morning to find the entire class + extended izucrew members in the kitchen staring at them.

The students note the hands being held and the kitchen erupts

Iida and momo telling everyone to quite down, Mina and toru are asking for the details, kami, sato, Aoyama, Jirou, mei, and sero are hyping them up

Uraraka and monoma are offering death threats

Tokoyami, Shouto, koda, shoji, ojiro, and tsu are just silently supporting them

It’s chaos

Classes that day are fun. They make a bet to see how long it takes for the teachers to find out

Sero and Mina tell midnight about it of course, they just ask her to keep it quite.

Izuku tells toshinori on accident

Mic finds out within the hour. He knows all, sees all. He mentions it to Aizawa that night who just goes, “weren’t they already a thing?”

No; Aizawa, no they were not 😔

They are not though!!!

They actually don’t become a duo, they feel like they’d be able to help more people if they worked separately and covered different shifts.

They’re both very high remaking heroes though, and are deeply loved by the public

Best bois

My children

[hopelesshawks]

Companionship XP Part 39- Moving Forward

18+ Kaminari Denki x fem!reader quirkless, streamer au

Summary: The decision to start a youtube channel was a spur of the moment thing. Sure you’d watched your friends have great success with their own channels, but when you uploaded your first video playing Genshin you never would have guessed it would take off the way it did. You’re perfectly content with the community you’ve built but if there’s one thing you’ve been missing, it’s someone to co-op with. When Mina offers to link you up with one of her old friends with his own channel, you just hope he won’t be too obnoxious. Enter Kaminari Denki. He’s definitely obnoxious, but he’s also so much more.

Masterlist Help Lulu <3

As you switch the stream from the screen you usually have up while people join to your camera, you don’t expect much of a reaction considering how long it’s been since the photo of you was first posted. Instead you turn it on and chat goes nuts. You hadn’t realized just how much of your audience had gone out of their way to avoid your face reveal (or at least are doing a good job of pretending they did) and it makes your heart warm. You give yourself a moment to just appreciate it. The not so little anymore community you’ve made for yourself rallying together to support your actual face reveal. 

“Ok, ok guys, I get it, I’m stunning but you can all settle down now,” you joke, a wide smile you can’t shake stretching your lips.

Chat immediately starts to co-sign the statement, making you laugh brightly as you watch the frankly excessive amount of compliments roll in. 

“You’re all simps, derogatory, but I do want to talk to you guys before we get started with the stream. That ok?” 

Your eyes swing over to chat again as people eagerly respond. God you’ve missed this. 

“Ok so I know you all have heard by now that someone was able to figure out who I was while I was out meeting someone and took a photo of me without permission to out me on twitter. I don’t think they meant any harm by it, even if it did do harm, so I really don’t want people attacking them or anything. It was hard… for a bit. I can admit that. I’m sure some of you heard or saw what happened on Chargebolt’s stream.”

You wince slightly at the memory. Although you are at least grateful that it gave you the last push you needed to get back on stream. 

“But what matters now is that I’m ok, I’m back, and I’m excited for whatever the future looks like with you all. I really have missed you guys. I’ll probably still mostly go camera off. It would almost feel weird having my face on screen all the time. Also… frankly guys I’m lazy. This?”

You gesture to yourself, the outfit you’d chosen specifically for this stream, and the general indications of the effort you’d actually put in to look presentable on camera.

“This shit took time and I love you guys but not that much.”

Your teasing draws an equal amount of protests and validation from chat but it’s all done with such fondness and love. Your cheeks are already starting to hurt from how much you’re smiling but it’s well worth the pain.

“That said it would be fun to do some more collaborations and that’s a lot easier now that I won’t be juggling whether to have camera on or not, if it’s on how to set it up so I’m not visible, stuff like that. So like I said, I’m excited for the future. I really hope you guys are too…”

You allow the moment to hang in the air, to allow yourself to enjoy it and enjoy the outpouring of love and excitement coming from the people watching you. You soak in each treasured second of it and when you’re done basking in the moment, you start to boot up Genshin.

“Ok dorks, that’s enough sappy shit. Let’s get into it. I still haven’t done my daily commissions and I fully plan on kicking Childe’s ass at some point today.”

You spend the next few hours playing, occasionally taking breaks to just talk with chat. In some ways it feels like catching up with a good friend you haven’t seen in ages. Everyone wants to hear about you and Denki and they go back and forth between teasing you about it and fawning over you both with each story you tell. You leave some things for yourself, after all there is still a level of privacy you’d like to maintain. Your date at the gardens will always be just for you and Denki. But still it’s nice getting to share in your joy with the community, many of whom were rooting pretty hard for the two of you to end up together anyway. By the time you close out the stream you feel lighter than you have in a long time and as you wish everyone a goodnight, you find yourself excited for the next time you’ll get to interact with them again. 

Once everything is shut down, your first stop is to go to your apartment door. You unlock and open it swiftly and are not at all surprised when a blur of blonde hair and flailing limbs comes tumbling into your apartment as a result. Denki blinks up at you sheepishly as you lean over him so you can make eye contact. 

“I told you I’d be fine,” you chuckle, shaking your head.

“I know! I just, uh, happened to be in the neighborhood! So I thought ‘I know! I’ll stop by and check in on my incredibly awesome and understanding girlfriend!’ because I’m just thoughtful like that, y’know? But totally not at all premeditated, no ma’am,” Denki fumbles, trying to explain away his actions in spite of all signs pointing to quite the opposite of his claims.

You raise one eyebrow skeptically before very pointedly shifting your gaze to his phone where he’s still on the screen for your stream and back to his eyes.

“Has anyone ever told you you’re a shit liar Denki?”

“Yeaaa, I get that a lot.”

You can’t help but giggle at that, reaching a hand down to help him to his feet before pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. 

“You’re lucky you’re cute, you know that?” you ask with a teasing lilt in your voice.

“I know,” he beams, giving you that 5000 megawatt smile you adore so much. 

“Stick around to watch a movie since you ‘happened to be in the neighborhood?’”

“Sure! Sounds perfect.”

Later that night when you fall asleep in his arms in the middle of the film, he doesn’t complain or wake you up. He just smiles down at you fondly, pressing a kiss to your head before whispering ‘I love you’ into the stillness of the night, barely audible over the sound of the movie still playing in front of you both. It doesn’t matter that you can’t hear him in your sleep. He’ll have plenty of time to tell you it again and again when you wake up.

A/N: Holyyyy shit, I can't believe I finally finished this series. Thank you so, so much for your patience. In spite of all the delays, I really hope you guys enjoyed this. Denki doesn't get nearly enough love so I was very happy to give him a fic of his own, especially since he was the best friend in so many of my previous ones. To everyone who made it this far, thank you, thank you, thank you.

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[razzle-berry]

hello!! can i request a ojiro, tokoyami, todoroki, iida, deku crusing on you headcanon? like how they realize they like you, how flustered they get, what changes about them once they realize they like you, ways how they try to hint their crush. im just a huge sucker for crush stories 👉👈💞

This is so cute 🥺

Character(s): Ojiro, Tokoyami, Todoroki, Iida, Midoriya

Warnings: None!

Mashirao Ojiro

He's always been very helpful to you and goes out of his way to make sure you're okay

He realizes that he likes you when you two were studying together and you finally understood a difficult question that's been bugging you four hours

You jumped with a cheer and looked at him with the widest grin and happy eyes and- oh

OH!

He blushes around you a lot more easily now

You hold his hand and he goes red, you hold his tail and he goes even redder

HIS TAIL

You and Kaminari are constantly fighting over who gets to play with Ojiro's tail, but you always end up winning because Ojiro is Soft for you

He likes to show he has a crush on you by making you things

Like he'll learn how to make diy stuff and make you things you need or want

Confesses but it's a total accident

You: *doing something completely stupid*

Him, heart eyes: "God, I love you"

"What"

"What"

Fumikage Tokoyami

You two are the type of friends that everyone thinks your dating, but you're not actually

To the point that when you two do actually start dating everyone is like "We've been known."

He finds your presence comforting and likes being around you, even if it's just being in the same room not talking

He also gifts you small seemingly random objects, sometimes things that you've eyed on one of your dates outings, most times shiny things that caught his attention and reminded him of you

Dark Shadow is constantly talking his ear off about how much they like you

"You should date them, Fumikage!"

It was honestly thanks to them that Tokoyami finally realized that yes, he did enjoy the thought of having you in his arms

He writes you little poems and leaves them in places that he knows you'll find them

He tried to do the sappy comparisons, like your eyes to gems, but found that you were too beautiful that everything else paled in comparison

He wrote that down btw

It was going great and no one really knew it was him leaving you the notes until Dark Shadow accidently spilled the beans

"When are you going to give (Y/N) the note?, Oh, hi (Y/N)!"

Tokoyami was never more thankful that you couldn't really see the wild blush that spread through his face

Shoto Todoroki

I feel like Shoto wouldn't really know he has a crush on you

He just knows that he likes looking at you, likes hearing your voice, likes when you grab his arm

It wouldn't be until someone, probably Midoriya, Uraraka, or Mina straight up tells him that he likes you does he finally understand that no, this isn't just a friendly feeling

After he realizes he likes you romantically, he doesn't really change much outwardly, but he does get more flustered easily

He once set a table on fire because you smiled at him, the dumbass

He likes to give you small gifts he knows you like and loves seeing them placed around your room whenever he visits

Makes an effort to seek you out more either for conversations, training, or just to be in your presence

He will take you out on dates, but you don't really realize its a date cause he doesn't say it is until one day you kind of just go

"Shoto, is this a date?"

"Yes."

"Cool."

Tenya Iida

Everyone knew he liked you for two reasons

You get away with a lot of dumb shit and you get him to do a lot dumb shit with you

Iida is feral and you're one of the only people who can bring that side of him

He can be so chill around you and has the most puppy dog heart eyes whenever he looks at you

The realization that he liked you hit him over the head quite literally

You were doing a rescue simulation and he was "rescuing" you but you accidentally fell and landed in his arms

You grinned up at him in thanks and he knew he was gone

He was really the only one who straight up tells you he likes you

Don't be fooled, he was red and sweat profusely because he was so nervous but he figured that it was better to just tell you

He kept robotically moving his arms while yelling

"I have come to the realization that I have romantic feelings for you, and I wanted to ask you on a date, if that's okay with you!"

You had to dodge his arms a lot but eventually were able to say yes

Izuku Midoriya

We've all seen this boy flustered to high heavens

That's exactly what it looks like with his crush

But he's also surprisingly charming, but like he doesn't realize he's doing it so poor you because he's after your heart

He just doesn't know he's doing it

He loves being your friend, and loves that you're comfortable being his in return

But he can't deny the want to be able to hold you in ways that friends don't hold each other, or kiss you in ways friends definitely don't kiss each other

Oh shit he has a crush

He doesn't really change much after his realization, he just kind of goes with the flow since he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable

But there are times where grows bold enough to grab your hand or hold your face and says something that leaves you flustered

He also confesses on accident, he was muttering and somehow let his crush slip through

"Wait, you have a crush on me?

Him, almost in tears: "yes"

"cool, pick me up tomorrow at 8."

The sigh of relief this boy let out was enough to make him melt into the seat he was in

[bakubub]

Best friend rigs the Secret Santa for Bakugo and yourself to get one another...

A/N: Hi everyone!! Here is an earlier than expected part 3 of this random Pinterest prompt (find part 1 HERE and part 2 HERE). Ended differently than I expected, and even includes a snippet of Mina's POV. Enjoy <33

Warnings: Some low level swearing, SFW, very miniscule amount of reader flinching from Bakugo's overall aggressiveness, and accidental pain infliction from Bakugo onto reader.

Word Count: 2.7k (I really do not know so don't ask how)

Stupidity isn't typically one of my traits.

In fact, when watching sappy romance films with my friends, I'm often the first to call out the evident stupidity of the main character for not being able to tell that the love interest CLEARLY likes them back. Now, staring at the ceiling of my dorm, I wonder if I am that main character, or if I'm just an incredibly self-centered person for even thinking this could be a possibility.

Bakugo... Liking me back?!

It genuinely seems way too good to be true.

But why else would he be looking at me like that?

I sigh as I unlock my phone yet again and psycho analyse the photo Mina took earlier this evening. Eyes flickering to the screen, I realise that it was taken 7 hours ago, and yet I am still here, lying on my bed, thinking about all the possible reasons why he could have been looking at me in the exact way I've caught myself looking at him.

Maybe he saw the reflection of someone else, whom he actually likes, in my eyes?

Is that even possible?

Mina, Kaminari, Kirishima, Hagakure, Shoji were all there too...

Getting up from my bed and chucking on a long hoodie over my pyjamas, I stuff my feet into slides I use for around the dorms and make my way downstairs.

Maybe he likes Mina, and gets all weird around me because in one way or another I'm always next to her.

Or maybe he likes Kirishima. Isn't he like the only person in our class he kind of tolerates? Now that I think about it, they would make an awfully cute couple, what with the whole friends to lovers trope-

"Move it, dumbass," Bakugo's rough voice jolts me out of my thoughts. Quickly registering that I almost bumped into him, I mutter a quick apology and flush red before walking around him and to go dig through the kitchen cupboards for some sort of comfort snack.

What are the chances that on the one night I can't bear to see him, he comes out of nowhere? And I'm in my embarrassing pajamas- the long straight leg pants with little fairies and unicorns all over them! Shouldn't he be asleep anyway?! It's nearing 2 in the morning...

"Why the hell are you awake?" His voice causes me to jump, once again jolting out of my thoughts.

"Why are you awake? Don't you go to bed at like 8?" I ask, refusing to take my head out of the cupboard to look at him.

"Couldn't sleep," he mutters, his voice seeming to have come closer.

I peek out of the cupboard, only to see him staring at the floor with a blush on his face.

Why, why, WHY is he blushing again?!

I calm my breathing in a feeble attempt to slow the erratic beating of my heart as I open another cupboard, standing up on my tiptoes to see. Zoning in on a box of crackers on the very highest shelf. I begin to climb in order to reach it, before seeing a hand reach over my head to grab them.

I lower my knee off the bottom shelf as I register Bakugo's body and the heat he radiates as he stands right behind me, his exposed muscles flexing right next to my face as he reaches for the box. The familiar scent of burnt sugar fills my senses as he looks down at me for the second time tonight, before proceeding to step away, taking his delicious scent and my delicious snack with him.

"I- Hey! Those are mine!" I say, watching him open the packet and chuck one of them in his mouth.

Without even looking at me, he walks out of the kitchen, going to sit in the common room.

Huffing, I follow him, planning to snatch the box out of his hands and make a run for it. As I near him, he abruptly turns around, his energy immediately changing from easygoing to agitated, grabbing my wrist and coming incredibly close to my face.

"What are you doing?" I ask, slightly breathless, looking anywhere other than his lips.

"If you want the crackers, then fight me for them," he demands, voice low and laced with venom. My eyes flicker to look at his, and the sheer desperation I see throws me off a little. "Fight me, and then we'll both know that I'm stronger," he says, his hand holding my wrist tighter.

"Right now? Everyone is sleeping. What brought this on, anyway? We already know that currently, you're physically stronger," I state, narrowing my eyes at him. His physical test scores were higher than mine, though the same cannot be said for the written exam scores.

"I know that, dumbass! But somehow, every time I'm around you, I feel weak. My heart rate speeds up as if I've run one too many laps, my hands sweat more than usual, my breathing becomes uneven, hell, I feel like this even when you're not around! What is this, some sort of weird side effect from your quirk? It gets stronger and stronger, day by day, and it won't stop! I'm not strong enough to make it stop, to get my body to stop reacting the way it does. So, right here, right now, I challenge you to one final fight. I win, and you stop doing whatever this is!" Panting, Bakugo looks at me with desperation and anger, his voice rising higher and higher as his grip on my wrist becomes tighter and tighter.

Blinking at him, I feel my face go hot, my ears burning as I feel as though my heart was going to beat itself out of my chest to smack some sense into him.

"ANSWER ME, DAMMIT!" He screams, causing me to flinch at the sudden sound.

I shake my head slowly, beginning to speak, "Bakugo, I... My quirk doesn't have that kind of side effect," I say, watching his reaction carefully.

"What do you mean it doesn't have that kind of side effect? HOW THE HELL DO YOU DESCRIBE THIS THEN, HUH?!" He yells again, gesturing aggressively at his chest with the box of crackers clutched tightly in his other hand.

"Bakugo, let- let go of my wrist." I say, the pain of his tight grip having escalated.

Silent for once, he lets go, backing away to sit on the couch we had fallen asleep on last time we were here together.

"Bakugo, I'm not saying you do, but you're- you're describing-" I gulp. How the hell am I supposed to tell him that he's describing exactly how I feel when I'm around him? Feeling hot tears collect in my eyes from the complete and utter frustration I feel, I blink them away, refusing to cry in front of someone who values strength above all else.

"I...Um," My voice shakes as I look down, rubbing my hands over my face, "I don't know. Maybe you're just overworking yourself..?" I suggest weakly, looking at him cautiously.

Staring intently at the floor, Bakugo silently stands up, leaving without a word.

Releasing a shuddering breath I didn't know I was holding, collapsed onto the couch he just vacated, finally letting the tears fall.

He likes me back, but he won't even acknowledge it.

---

"Next period Midnight will go over this in more detail..." Aizawa continues, his voice lulling me to sleep, my head nestled on the nest my folded arms create on my desk. Nodding off into dreamland, I'm jolted awake when something hits my back.

Turning around with half lidded eyes, I look to see Kirishima pointing to the floor, where a scrunched paper lay.

I pick it up, opening it under the table inconspicuously, and read his message,

What happened to you and Bakubro? You both look dead

I raised my eyebrows at his perceptiveness, glancing toward Bakugo, who looked like he was struggling to stay awake, with dark circles and bags under his eyes. I quickly look back down at my table when I see his eyes flicker towards me.

That was close.

I sigh, writing that I had no idea why Bakugo was tired but that I couldn't get much sleep last night, and threw it back to Kirishima when Aizawa turned around.

Sighing once more, I pick up my pen and lazily flick it again and again, watching the hypnotising way it circled around my thumb and came back to rest between my fingers.

Maybe I should tell Kirishima about what happened, if only so he can break it to Bakugo that he apparently has a crush on me, but it seems a little... Intrusive and rude to just tell someone else about his personal problems.

Then again, I don't know how else to help him... Unless I tell him myself. Mina is a massive advocate for this option, but I just can't tell him face to face.

Maybe I should message him about it?

Wanting to scream on the top of my lungs out of frustration, I gather my things after Aizawa finally dismisses us and go out for lunch with Mina. Having already filled her in first thing this morning, she just patted my back and entwined her arm with mine as we walked towards the cafeteria.

"So, hate to ask this question when you're in such a shitty mood, but have you decided what to get him yet?" Mina asks, looking at me sympathetically.

"Nope. I haven't even thought about it since you last asked." Grabbing our food and sitting down, we continued chatting about what she was getting Kirishima.

"I'm thinking of getting him a headband to wear while working out to mop up his sweat and stuff but I'm still not sure," she answers, lowering her voice as the boys approach.

"Hey girls," Kaminari says, sitting right next to me.

"Hi boys," Mina answers, swiping a chip from Kirishima's tray.

I look up to see Bakugo looking conflicted about sitting down, and look away, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable because of me.

"Whatcha doin' Kacchan of the Bakugos? Sit down!" Kaminari calls out, patting the seat in between us.

"Yeah Bakubro, what are you waiting for?" Kirishima adds.

Sighing heavily, he reluctantly sits, facing away from me.

Hyper focusing on my food, and zoned out of the conversation, I eat about half of it before my eyelids get heavy once more. Leaning slightly on Mina, I fall asleep, hoping to catch a quick power nap.

---

Mina's POV

I look down at my best friend, eyebrows scrunched and her eyelids fluttering slightly as she falls asleep. The eyebags under her eyes are bigger than usual, and her dark circles are only getting worse as the day goes on. Looking over at Bakugo, I catch him glancing at her, a, dare I say, worried expression on his face, and I get a wicked idea.

Mina Ashido, you absolute legend.

I gently lifted her off me, and rested her against Bakugo, who turned back towards Kaminari for some absurd reason.

I watch him stiffen as he feels her weight on his arm, and then literally witness him adjust her so she's comfortable.

MY HEART-

I quickly take out my phone when he turns back around, acting annoyed to the boys but when he looks at her, the soft look that shines through his eyes is unmistakable.

Snapping a few photos of them, this time my phone on mute, I can't stop smiling as he checks on her every few minutes to make sure she's still comfortable.

This blind, blind boy.

I'm so excited to see what he's going to get her for Secret Santa.

It better be worth my efforts to rig that stupid name drawing.

---

Christmas morning, back to your POV

Fidgeting with the red bow of the present I diligently wrapped, a smile comes onto my face as Mina nears me in her red Christmas get-up.

"MERRY CHRISTMAS BESTIEEEE!!!" She screeches, running towards me with her arms held out. I laugh as I get up, running to meet her half way.

This was the 5th time today that we wished one another a merry Christmas. Now, at the Christmas party we all arranged, it only makes sense to say it again.

"MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU TOO, MINA!" I squeal, hugging her tight.

"Is that the gift~" She asks suggestively, wiggling her eyebrows. I nod in response. Since the freak sleeping incident (what is it with me and sleeping incidents?!) in the cafeteria, I made a conscious effort to avoid Bakugo for the rest of the week, which wasn't difficult since it seemed he was doing the same.

Mina made it clear that she didn't approve, but it was just too awkward.

Especially when sitting with the whole group at lunch, I couldn't just pretend he hadn't confessed his attraction to me, however oblivious he may be.

And now, today, I had to give him his gift.

That damned gift.

"C'mon!" She exclaims, before rushing to wish our other classmates a merry Christmas. Smiling slightly, I do the same, hugging everybody and eventually all gathering to exchange gifts.

I take a deep breath, as I approach Bakugo, who has no Christmas apparel on whatsoever, and hold out the wrapped gift to him. He looks at me with a stubbornly expressionless face, before handing me the present he held in his own hand.

Furrowing my eyebrows, I take it, astonished that we had somehow gotten each other. I turn my head to see Mina staring at us with the most giddy expression, watch her wink at me and immediately know exactly what happened.

She rigged the Secret Santa and didn't tell me.

Glancing at the blond boy in front of me from the corner of my eye, I see him tear open the packaging to reveal my gift. I see a flicker of confusion in his features as he realises what I got him.

I got him two books. One was a recipe book for the spiciest dishes around the world, and the other was 'Having a Crush for Dummies'.

Putting my hand over my mouth to hide my laughter, I watch his eyes widen as he looks around to make sure no one saw, stuffing the second book back into its packaging, and proceeded to look like a confused puppy. In the midst of his confusion, Mina takes advantage and plops a red Santa hat on his head with a little red explosion instead of a white fluff on the end.

He looks up at me through his hair which was now hanging low over his face because of the Santa hat, and stares at me in complete and utter shock.

How cute.

Without thinking, I take out my phone and snap a photo of him, which seems to jolt him out of his state.

Laughing, and definitely not ready to face him after two consecutive incredibly bold moves, I literally run away, losing him in the midst of all of our gift exchanging classmates.

Out of breath and panting, I sit down to finally open my gift, to find a new novelty Christmas mug packed snugly inside the box.

It was the bottom half of a green elf, with feet underneath that the mug stands on, encased in red Christmas shoes with pointed up toes and a little bell on each foot. The actual mug is striped white and green with 3 gold bells lined at the front, and a small red collar painted on the rim.

Unable to keep my grin off my face, I look up to see Bakugo watching my reaction to his gift.

Hesitating for a second, I damn it all to hell and get up, wrapping my arms around his neck. I feel him immediately stiffen but lean into the hug a little, though still not lifting his arms to hug me back.

"Thank you for the gift. I love it," I say, backing away and giving him back his personal space.

Flushing tomato red, he scratches the back of his neck, "tch, of course you do. I picked it," he states, before turning around and walking towards our friends.

I smile behind him, sporting a little bit of a blush of my own.

"Oi, dumbass, are you just going to stand there all night?" He yells, turning his head slightly to look back at me.

Laughing, I jog to catch up, and we make our way over to Kirishima and Mina, whom were also exchanging gifts.

At least he knows that he likes me now.

---

A/N: Thank you so much for reading!!

Notes, interactions and reblogs are highly appreciated <3

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[skullstarz]

their love is...

-> bakusquad + jiro x gn!reader (separately).

this either gon flop or its gonna pop off as a sexy hot post would..... idk mane.

warnings: mild language, brief mention of a blunt in sero's, very vague brief mention of throwing up bcos of a stomach virus in kiri's.

word count: 207 (mina), 204 (denki), 208 (kirishima), 209 (sero), 206 (bakugo), 205 (jiro).

alternative title: im falling in luv <//3

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mina’s love is… joyful. hyper bunches of pecks all over your face, late night nail painting and face masks. watching terrible rom coms and laughing together, the night ending with a light hearted make out session, only pausing to giggle and look at each other fondly. shopping sprees where you two spend hours trying out clothing, even sporting the ugliest shirts you could find for each other as you two held a fashion show.

helping her find better products and better routines for wash day, going on full on spa days and chatting all day long as you get your mani pedis by actual professionals, relaxing together. online window shopping together, your feet up, kicking the air, bumping against and tangling with hers as you two added shirt after shirt into your cart. secretly adding gifts into the cart while she’s in the bathroom as a surprise for her when the package comes.

buying her skin care and spa day supplies because you know how much she loves taking care of her physical appearance, because it gives her confidence. seeing the way she both literally and figuratively glows after a self care day with you, your arms never failing to find their way around each other again.

denki’s love is… chaotic. sneaking out late at night to skateboard in a dark, unkempt park. scurrying off and finding cover when a random drunk starts incoherently babbling at you two. desperately holding in fits of laughter in the middle of the night, him accidentally farting from straining too hard. playing video games together when you should be studying, taste testing every flavor that monster energy drinks come in and deliberating where it should rank between other flavors, from best to worst.

placing bets and waxing him when he loses, slapping a hand over his mouth nervously whenever he lets out a blood curdling scream at the pain of the waxing process. tip toeing into the kitchen when everyone else is asleep and stealing snacks like the kitchen gremlins you are, before him slipping and falling over. getting zapped lightly whenever you creep up behind him, making him electrocute a chair whenever mineta says something outta pocket, so you can go “electric chair” and point to it.

holding burping contests, being tired of each others’ bs whenever one of you starts acting hyper. saying “that’s kinda gay” every time one of you says something overly cheesy, yet loving whenever you’re sappy with each other.

kirishima’s love is… strong. unwavering and loyal no matter what. being by your side during playful tickle fights, painful situations, and everything in between. piggy back rides and ice cream clinging to the tip of his nose after he steals a lick of your ice cream cone. holding every door open for you, pulling out every chair, and never failing to support you even during the most off putting scenarios.

holding back your hair as you suffer from a stomach virus, rubbing your back after a night terror. being an indestructible pillar of support to you when everything comes rushing back to you, a sturdy net to catch you when you find yourself falling. being there for him when he becomes overwhelmed, reminding him he is forever the strongest, best hero in your eyes. unspoken words reaching each other through muffled sniffles and tight grasps. dyeing each others’ roots and confiding in each other when it comes to secrets no one else knows.

being confident in your love for each other and vice versa, not hesitating to open up and be vulnerable about past pains. reassuring each other of how important you two are to one another, mumbling reminders of your love to each other throughout the day.

sero’s love is… calm. dancing slowly to kali uchis, doing everything together as if you’re attached by the hip. him introducing you to indie latinx music as you sit back and unwind from a long, long day. him giving you massages as you fall asleep because of the ministrations of his hands against your tired back. respecting boundaries and never pressuring you into things you’re uncomfortable with, not taking advantage of you or turning a helpful act like undoing your buttons or pulling down your zipper into something sexual unless you give clear consent.

understanding each other with the subtlest looks, getting each other just by seeing body language. mutually coming to each others’ aid in uncomfortable situations, a relationship built on complete trust and love- being able to stand on your own but preferring to lean on each other. not two halves of one whole, but two wholes coming together as one.

sharing his blunts and feather light pecks turning into hungry kisses. eating half of your meal at a restaurant and then switching plates and finishing each others’ food. light hearted banter, hardly ever fighting because of his relaxed nature, soothing your irritation. late night romantic speeches, professing your undying love to one another before falling asleep.

bakugo’s love is… surprising. it starts off as nothing special, the same relationship with a different label. aggressively negating that he enjoys the way your hands linger on his, hidden blushes followed by soft pops coming from his palms in embarrassment. over time, his reaction to your hand lingering on his becomes him softly grabbing your hand, squeezing it tenderly.

his hidden blushes becoming yours, and what once were stiff hugs becomes warm cuddles, his hand drifting slowly on your lower back, and you can swear his index finger is dragging against your skin more than the others, lightly etching a pattern that feels like a lopsided heart on your skin. cooking your favorite foods for you, getting special treatment from him even when you join in with the others’ antics.

soft expressions just for you, the way his brows unfurrow at the sight of your smile, the way his shoulders become less tense when he wraps his arms around your body, feeling every curve and point there is to feel. sweet kisses never to be expected from such a hot headed boy. a new side, all to you. a whole new world, all for you to enjoy, and love, just as you are all his.

jiro’s love is… musical. mixtapes filled with songs to make you smile and to make you cry. songs to fill your heart with sheer happiness to have met someone like her. joyfully playing the guitar and singing together, and going to music stores to look through all the cds and vinyls.

love songs filling the air and finding songs to softly kiss her to, holding her face in your hands as you tearfully sing a heartwarming love song. “the only exception” being your song, a song that always reminds you of one another. finding new songs together as you lay on the bed, hand in hand as you listen intently to every word. tons of joint playlists filled with your favorite songs for every different occasion, from things as common as naps together, to things you’ll probably never do, like road trips across the country.

secretly thinking up a list of songs you’d want to have at your wedding- not realizing the other has done so as well, and you both have the same songs filling them up. dancing cheerfully together at the end of a day together, your bodies’ last hurrah before you give out in each others’ arms, content, and full of love.

[scarlettriot]

Fair Festival Time!

As the summer months are coming to a close I thought it would be fun to do some Fair-specific MHA Headcanons as well as some Fair First Date Headcanons (GN Y/N)

First Dates are below the cut.

Headcanon WC: 433

First Dates WC: 1,541

Total WC: 1,974

. Mina and Denki buy the all-day rides wrist bands and are hitting up everything as many times as they possibly can and trying to bring as many friends along with them. Eijiro and Momo are the two most willing.

. Katsuki is really talented at just about any game that requires him to throw a ball of some kind. He's not in it for the prizes though, he'd win a 6ft tall teddy bear and hand it off to Ochaco without a second thought. All Katsuki wants is to watch the bottles or basket blow up.

. That being said, he gets A LOT of joy out of the dunk tank.

. Izuku is super patient with carnival games, he rules at any game where you have to memorize where things are. He brought home a bunch of goldfish that he won (gave most to Eri).

. Speaking of this adorable child! Eri just wants to try ALL THE FOOD! She walks hand in hand with Mirio and Tamaki to all of the food stalls and pointing to all the delicious treats she wants to try. They do keep an eye on her, they don't want her getting a tummy ache and ruining her fun.

. Shoto is instantly in love with frozen slushies. He wants one in every single flavor and he gets one in every single flavor! After trying them all he's decided that lemonade and orange are his favorites.

. Hanta tapes Mineta to the Zero Gravity ride when he catches him trying to be a little perv.

. Hanta then goes and checks out all the vendors with Toru, both buying some cute, locally made products.

. Circling back to games, Eijiro kills it at the strong man game. Gets giddy every time he hears that bell ring. Doesn't even need a prize.

. Mezo is really good at ring toss, even with his extra arms, he still throws them one at a time to get the most experience out of the game.

. Tsu and Koji spend a lot of time around the animals. While most of the animals tend to follow Koji around because of his quirk, Tsu has a small gathering of ducks around her at all times and she thinks they're adorable!

. Mina has gotten her face painted.

. Ochaco and Izuku got a caricature sketch done together and somehow they made Ochaco's cheeks more round and Izuku's hair more fluffy!

. Denki got lost in the funhouse, Tenya had to go get him out.

. Kyoka hangs out where the musical performances are nearly all day long. When Katsuki isn't being extra competitive, he usually joins her.

Fair First Date Headcanons

Featuring: Izuku, Katsuki, Denki, Hanta, Mina, and Eijiro

Warnings: Smooching

These are all pretty damn corny. I'm feeling sappy so this is what you get!

Izuku

. Izuku is all smiles, all day long with you.

. He wants to enjoy every minute of it so he will suggest you get to the fair early in the morning! He plans every part of the day, schedules times for snacks and when you should be indoors enjoying activities to beat the heat of the day.

. Makes sure you're putting on sunscreen throughout the day and staying hydrated! The last thing he wants is you getting heatstroke or something!

. He's not great at all the games but he still gives them all a try! Especially the ones you seem to enjoy.

. Ends up holding your hand when you get lost in a hall of mirrors. Nervously let's go once you're out but is very blushy when you grab for him again.

. Now, he had this day all planned out, so, when you're on the Ferris wheel at the end of the night and the fireworks begin just as you reach the top, you shouldn't have been surprised.

. He's holding your hand, brushing his thumb against yours when you both turn to say something to each other and your faces are just so close together.

. This time, he makes the move and kisses you.

. You two end up making out for nearly the entire show, a little startled when the Ferris Wheel starts moving again.

Katsuki

. You had to bug Katsuki pretty relentlessly to go to the fair. He didn't like the idea of the crowds and it was gonna be so damn hot but when you told him about all the games, how they were so difficult to actually win, he changed his tune real quick!

. You still compromised a bit though, waiting until the warmest part of the day passed.

. He made a b-line for the rows of brightly colored tents, holding onto your hand and pulling you along behind him.

. And, damn it, you'd been right. They weren't all easy to win! He eventually found a groove though, and learned he excelled at names that he had to throw things at.

. You had SO MANY stuffed animals by the end of the night!

. Fireworks started going off while you two found a picnic table to eat your dinner at with your massive collection of prizes.

. He'd popped a fried pepper into his mouth and you noticed him watch a little boy, struggling at a game nearby. He was sitting just so he could see the backs of the bottles and noticed they were rigged. There was no way a kid could knock them down, he didn't have the strength.

. Katsuki didn't say a word to you. He just got up and walked over to the kid. You couldn't hear their conversation but soon enough Katsuki was standing behind him and helping him throw the ball. You just barely saw sparks of his quirk propelling it forward.

. The bottles fell, the boy jumped up and down with a huge grin, accepting the massive snake plushie and hugging Katsuki's waist before he returned to you, again, not saying a word.

. You slipped into the seat beside him, kissing his cheek and telling him how sweet of a thing that was. There were grumbles of, "better not tell anyone..." Before he kissed you for the first time that night.

Denki

. Denki had no plan. He didn't even know a fair was happening until Hanta had said something about it but as soon as he did he knew he wanted to go, and he wanted to go with you!

. You got there shortly after opening, running for the ticket booth to purchase unlimited ride wristbands. And then set off!

. Hours. You spent hours riding every single ride there!

. It was only when you felt heat on your shoulders and saw the redness the sun had caused on Denki's cheeks that you thought you should maybe get out of the sun for a while.

. After filling up on food, you decided the funhouse would be a good way to stay cool! Wandering around the mazes and rooms, grabbing onto Denki as you fell into a ball pit. He didn't let you go after that.

. The sun was setting and you two were back at it with the rides! Lines are longer now than they were earlier in the day, leaving the two of you with more time to talk rather than just running around like two crazy people.

. It was after you got off the teacups. Your heads dizzy, laughing so hard your sides hurt, clinging onto one another so you could stay upright when Denki grabbed your face with both hands and kissed you smack on the lips.

. The kiss only lasted a couple seconds before you both needed air again. But, on the way to the Music Express, you both peppered each other with kisses, unable to contain yourselves.

Hanta

. He asked you a week ago if you'd like to join him, not really for the rides or anything like that, he was really interested in all the craft booths!

. You went at opening, grabbed some cold drinks, and started walking down the vendor's alley stopping at every stall and stand to admire the wares.

. You admired the way Hanta could strike up a conversation with anyone. His easy, laidback personality showing through as he gushed about leatherwork and delicious-smelling candles.

. Of course, you left with bags full of goodies!

. By the time you actually made it back around to the fair rides and attractions, your stomachs were screaming for food.

. You settled in to watch a few shows, chatting happily among yourselves until before you knew it the sun was beginning to dip.

. Finding a spot at a picnic table you were ready to watch the fireworks show but before they began, Hanta plopped a bag down in your lap, a sneaky little grin on his face.

. Inside, you found one of the candles you were in love with from earlier in the day but decided to save your money... well, two could play at that game. You dug around in your bag and handed him a small box. Inside was a necklace you'd seen him eyeing but passed up.

. Your thank you was in the form of a sweet kiss as the show began.

Mina

. Excitement buzzed through Mina all day long, the anticipation of going with you to the fair had her practically bouncing!

. While she was very eager, she also wanted to go later in the day. More people, more fun, that was her way of looking at it!

. You two were attached by the hand the moment you walked through the gate. Setting off for rides first, your heads bonking together on the tilt-a-whirl with a laugh.

. Next, she wanted to get her face painted and yours too! By the time it was done, Mina had elegant swirls of gold and red making her look like a proper Alien Queen and you had a mask designed of ornate patterns spirally over your nose and over your cheeks.

. You'd been splitting a funnel cake when pops of fireworks started exploding overhead. Stopping in the middle of the pathway to watch them.

. A few people muttered in annoyance but Mina was completely entranced, you pulled her off to the side, behind a few of the food vendors, so she could watch in peace.

. It didn't take you too long to turn your head skyward either.

. That was when Mina struck.

. The moment you were distracted, she grabbed hold of your cheeks, smudging the paint, and kissed you. The reflection was the fireworks in her eyes were as bright as her smile when you finally pulled away for air.

Eijiro

. The plan was to get there when the fair opened but you both took your sweet time, getting sidetracked with talking along the way meaning you actually arrived in the early afternoon.

. Not a problem, still left you with a ton of time!

. Eijiro let you lead the way, was your partner, rival, or cheering squad for whatever game you tried playing. But then he found the strong man game...

. It wasn't like you were surprised he could ring the bell but your eyes still went wide when he did. Grinning like he'd just taken down a group of villains all on his own when he presented you with a huge stuffed shark he'd been awarded.

. It was after you both scarfed down some food that you found a rock climbing wall and knew you had to tackle it! High up in the air, almost to the top, was when you lost your footing.

. Someone would have caught you, you both knew that but still, Eijiro's hand shot out and grabbed you first.

. After the minor scare, you found a spot in some grass to watch the fireworks that had started on the walkover. Laying back, the shark plush in your arms, your head on Eijiro's chest. You could hear his heart racing faster and faster.

. When you sat up to ask if he was okay, if he didn't like the fireworks, he just jolted forward and kissed you quickly. Not scared, just nervous. You assure him there was no need, kissing him again, before settling into his arms.

[h2bakugou]

Hey, I saw requests were open and got realll excited I wondering if you could do a little angsty/fluffy scenario for Bakugou where it's his s/o's birthday and him and the class starts ignoring her but their actually trying to surprise her?

a/n: hiya!! awe this is super cute and soft, and i think it’s time to break out soft bakugou again, skfjdskf thank you for the request hun!!

summary: with your birthday coming up, you half expected bakugou to at least send you a text but when it seems like the entire class is constantly avoiding you, you can’t help but feel a little bummed out, that is until...

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: swearing, fluff, some angst

word count: 1.8k

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Waking up the day before your birthday was always a little nerve-wracking. You were a little anxious to see if anyone would notice. It wasn’t like you expected a big grand celebration, but you’d been stressing, even a little upset since you asked Bakugou if he would be free the day of, to which he declined.

You were almost certain he knew of your birthday, you know you've at least mentioned it a few times to him, and his mom, who has stated multiple times that she wants to have you over for cake or whatever you’d prefer the weekend of your birthday.

You were about ready to just go celebrate with Bakugou’s parents since they seemed to be the only ones who remembered, the text that had come through earlier in the morning furthering your proof of Mitsuki’s knowledge on your date of birth.

What stung a little more than the fact that Bakugou hadn’t even acknowledged the fact that your birthday was tomorrow, was the way he didn’t even think it was within the week, or even the month.

You wouldn’t have been nearly as upset if maybe he’d guessed the date wrong, but now things were just starting to make you feel upset.

It didn’t feel like something you should be so upset over. You felt a little selfish, wondering why something so small, such as acknowledgment of your birthday from your boyfriend, was bothering you so much.

Deep down, however, you were excited. For your birthday. And the warm feeling of birthday wishes, from anyone, especially your significant other, always felt ten times warm and fuzzier inside.

But you trudged on, went to class, and tried your best to keep a smile on your face. Even during lunch, Kaminari, who seemed to do nothing but run his mouth, was quiet.

Everyone was. It felt, strange.

And now, you were wondering if maybe it was something deeper. Had something changed during the week? Were you not caught up? Why did it feel like everyone at your lunch table despised you, Bakugou leading the group as he barely even looked at you when he was sitting right beside you.

But when the day was over, you didn’t even bother sitting in the commons until most everyone went to bed. You finished your homework early and sat in your dorm, trying to cheer yourself up. 

And as the clock passed midnight, you wished yourself a lousy happy birthday before tucking yourself into bed.

Nothing prepared you for what was to come when you woke up.

The ear-deafening alarm on your phone woke you up to nothing. A blank screen. One single notification about a software update on your phone. You hadn’t expected your parents to text you this early, they were probably still in bed.

Their messages came in around the time classes started.

But getting dressed and meeting up with Bakugou, you tried your best to hold your head up high.

“Hey ‘Suki.” You smiled, standing beside him as he slung his bag over his shoulder, getting ready to leave the dorms to head to school.

“Hey.” Was all he said. You nodded and sighed, staring at the ground.

“Today’s gonna be a fun day, don’t ‘cha think?” You tried to hint at the topic but nothing seemed to give.

“What, you think tests in algebra are fun?” It was like a slash to your heart.

“No, it’s my birthday.” You whispered, gathering your things and walking away, walking straight out the door to the school.

Bakugou’s heart stung. In truth, he’d arranged a whole party for you. Everyone was kind of shocked to hear the words ‘I need your help’ come from his tight lips.

He was flustered and trying not to kill Kaminari who was already making fun of him. But he’d arranged the whole thing, planning it out down to a t.

He’d asked for everyone, especially Kaminari not to say anything about it, and he didn’t think much of it. But now his heart hurt, watching you fight back tears as you felt like he’d forgotten, as if everyone had forgotten.

Bakugou wanted to chase you down, pull you into a kiss, and wish you happy birthday, but he didn’t. The surprise would be coming up soon enough.

Sato presented the cake he’d made the night before and everyone was shocked to see how beautiful it looked.

“Oh, she’s gonna love it!” Mina cheered, helping the class pull out some of the decorations.

They’d be tasked with putting up decorations during lunch and after classes let out when Bakugou would keep you in the library for at least another hour.

Bakugou would make it up to you in the end if you still felt upset. But he was counting on this being the best damn birthday surprise, especially since he thought of it.

You were the first one to class. Slumped in your seat, you noticed Present Mic walk in.

“Happy birthday! Would you like a super awesome birthday track played on my show tonight?” Mic was genuinely surprised to see you break down crying after saying something so happy.

“You’re the first person to tell me happy birthday today.” You wiped your eyes, embarrassed to be sappy in front of your teacher.

“Oh, well then an extra special happy birthday! If you’ve got a song you’d like to play, just stop on by the studio!” Mic smile before exiting. You couldn’t think of a song you’d want to broadcast to the entire school on Mic’s radio show but if something came to mind you might just have to stop by, he seemed like he could be pretty fun to party with, if maybe he weren’t your teacher.

The thought of spending your birthday moping alone with one of your teachers didn’t sound at all like the dream you’d had about today. 

No, you wanted to be hand-in-hand with your boyfriend talking a walk through a pretty park, or stargazing under the night sky, or spending time at some sort of amusement center with your class, having fun.

But as students piled into the classroom, not a single happy birthday left any of them.

Not even Bakugou who now knew.

Getting through class was about as fun as watching paint dry. But when it was done, everyone rushed out, leaving you confused.

“Where is everyone going?” You asked, stopped by Bakugou who’s hand landed over yours on the top of your desk.

“Hell if I know.” He stared down at you, books in hand.

“You don’t wanna go with them?” You looked away, pulling your hand out from under his.

“Don’t tell me you already forgot.” You mumbled. Bakugou tugged you along to the library, silent the entire way.

Sitting across from him, you didn’t even have a clue as to why you were here, but not even thirty minutes later you were being tugged right back to the dorms.

“What’s your problem?” You stop, about three minutes away from the dorm.

“Huh? The fuck are you talkin’ about?” Bakugou stopped, his hands slung in his pants pockets.

“It’s my birthday Katsuki. And I told you that earlier, and you couldn’t even remember for a couple of hours? Am I that forgettable to you?” You sniffled, staring at him as your eyes began to sting with tears.

“I was busy. Had to focus for all that work.”

“And you still avoid saying it! I just, I just wanted to hear it from you. Is it so selfish of me that I just want to hear my boyfriend tell me happy birthday?” You felt like digging a hole and crawling into it. 

With shut eyes, squeezed so tight so you couldn’t see anything, you felt a hand land in yours, fingers intertwining with yours.

A finger under your chin lifted your head up, tear-stained cheeks and all, and a warm pair of cinnamon-tasting lips landed on yours.

“I never forgot, dumbass. I just wanted today to be special.” Bakugou whispered against your lips. Suddenly his free hand landed over your eyes as he tugged you along, your hands now gripping at his arm.

“Hey! Wait, what’s going on?!” You shrieked, confused as you moved unconsciously.

“Just hush for five seconds.” Bakugou sighed, pulling you up to the dorms, shoving you inside.

Removing his hand, Bakugou landed his hand on your shoulder and your eyes opened.

Your once rapidly spinning world was now standing still.

“Happy birthday!!” Your peers cheered. Familiar faces of your classmates, friends from Class 1-B, the Big Three, Eri, even Mr. Aizawa, and All Might were standing there in cheesy party hats.

“Wait...” You sniffled harder, tears now pouring from your eyes.

"Ah, don’t cry, idiot!” Bakugou shook your shoulders from behind you.

“I thought you all forgot! How could I not cry?!” You wiped your eyes with both of your hands, trying not to laugh at yourself.

“You can thank your boyfriend for the party! We were all gonna get you gifts but Bakugou suggested a party!” Kaminari finally blurts out.

“You were all so quiet, because of this party? And it was all your idea?” You turned to Bakugou. He sighed and nodded, crossing his arms over his chest.

You gave him a big hug and pressed a cute kiss to his cheek, earning a few ‘awes’ from some of your peers.

“Thank you. Thank you all.” You tried to stop crying, but it felt impossible. Bakugou just nodded, ushering you to go and give some people hugs.

The festivities lasted pretty much all evening, from opening gifts to eating the delicious cake Sato baked for you.

You had a fun time with everyone, and after thanking everyone for the time, you sought after Bakugou on your way back to your dorm with all of your things.

“I’m sorry. For earlier.” You apologized, feeling a bit embarrassed for seemingly going off on him.

“Don’t be. I’m sorry for acting like a dick. I just wanted to surprise you with the best fuckin’ party.” Bakugou’s intentions weren’t vile, and you couldn’t be mad at him. You shook your head and pulled him into your dorm as you set your things down.

“Can we watch a movie together, and cuddle? I think I could take that as an apology.” You smirk.

“I know you’re not mad. But if that’s what you want.” Bakugou gets into his usual position, under your covers, waiting for you to join him. You stood speechless.

“Wh- I went off on you! Of course I was mad- But- I-” You huff and crawl into your bed beside him.

“You’re not still upset is what I’m trying to say, dumbass. I’m sorry for hurting your feelings.” Bakugou kissed the top of your head. You snuggled into his side and smiled.

“You really planned that whole party just for me?” You looked up at him as he selected a movie to watch.

“I wouldn’t be the best fucking boyfriend if I didn’t.” He said smugly.

“All for you. And I would do it again.” Bakugou glanced down at you.

“Because you deserve it. I love you.” Bakugou mumbled his ‘I love you’ a little softer, but you heard.

“I love you too.” You lean over and peck his lips, smiling as you snuggle into him, ready to unwind after having so much fun.

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[kuroosweakness]

hellooo lia! it’s so late atm, but i really felt like sending you some more kuroo hcs bc i feel like i haven’t done so in a while :O and you deserve to wake up to some soft kuroo moments <3

when you two are walking around indoors or outdoors and kuroo realizes that your shoe is untied, he gently ushers you to the side and bends down to tie your shoe for you (but when he gets up, he taps his cheek twice so you can repay him w a kiss !!)

i think he’s a very family-oriented person and yearns for strong family bonds. so, when he’s visiting your family w you, he spends so much time w everyone! whether it be helping your mom in the kitchen, or asking to see your baby pictures (which he takes pictures of and saves to make fun of w you later), or watching whatever show your siblings are obsessed w. he even spends time w your pet!! giving it a lil belly massage and baby-talking to it <3 a true sweetheart

when it’s raining at night, he likes to pull the blanket over the two of you and watch funny videos on his phone to get your mind off of the booming thunder and sudden flashes of light. his laughter fills your ears :)

kuroo coming home from work and you can just see how excited he is to see you. why? bc he found out some drama from the marketing department. he has to share it w you! he loves how you’re able to keep up w his stories from work. he just gets so giddy bc his personality outside of work is so different than his professional one and it’s so cute to see this tall man in a suit and tie rambling excitedly about drama :,)

“hi pretty!!! i have so much to tell you. you know mina from marketing?”

“is that the one who went on maternity leave last month?”

“no silly, that was mika. mina’s the one who drank too much at that last company gathering. anyway, apparently mina…”

he’d definitely take pictures of you when you’re facetiming him! he’d have a lil album in his camera roll just for candid pictures of you <3 pls you would know when he does this bc it tells you when he screenshots but you let him have his fun. he had a screenshot of you stuffing your face w food (bc facetime lunch dates at work!) as his lockscreen for SO LONG pls stop him

if he was doing work in his room or gaming on his computer (w kenma <3), he’d be overjoyed if you came to watch him. knowing that you’d want to spend time w him even though he isn’t doing anything interesting makes him feel all warm. he’d encourage you to sit on his lap and he’d also explain everything that he’s doing so you don’t get bored!! (ofc nothing is better than cuddling up to him and hearing him talk about something he’s passionate about)

i feel like after a long day of work, he can still talk to you for hours. so you two are lying in bed, unwinding as you discuss your busy days. he’d talk about anything and everything on his mind. he’d notice how your eyes start to droop, and he’ll lower his voice and let his words come to an end. kissing your forehead gently, he’ll feel happy bc he helped ease you into a good night’s sleep. he always goes to sleep after you’ve fallen asleep, whether it’s to take pictures of you, admire your smooshed cheeks against his chest, or to ensure that you’re comfortable before he places his pillows around his head and fall into a deep sleep.

kuroo wearing rings? YES. he twists his rings on his fingers so much and is always playing with them omg. he finds it so cute when you’re playing w his hands and take off his rings to try them on. he’d make fun of how small your fingers and hands are, secretly loving how cute they are! he’d get matching rings for the two of you for important occasions (every anniversary, he gets you matching silver rings w different designs. if you like the ones w crystals or gems, he most definitely wouldn’t mind matching w you! he thinks you have the best taste <3) omg i can also imagine him posting a pic of your hands intertwined, rings on full display, every anniversary!! it’s a lowkey way of showing off his love for you <333

speaking of things that he posts, he wouldn’t want everything about your relationship to be public on social media. he likes how only he can see some parts of you (your face after you wake up, you cooking in the kitchen w fuzzy slippers and a huge cozy sweater, your angry expression when he forgets to separate the white clothing from the red clothing in the laundry). he posts cute pictures on your birthday, anniversaries, or when he takes you out to nice dates!! pls he’d write some sappy embarrassing caption tho >:)

i hope you liked these!! i realized that so many of my kuroo hcs are v soft and often overlook how much he’d tease you in a relationship ahaha i’m just obsessed w cute soft moments <33 have a good day, lovely!!

- 🧸 anon :+)

OMG HI !! I LOVE THESE <33 your kuroo hcs never fail to put a smile to my face and make me feel all giddy :'

- awwww jksljdkfj the kiss after tying your shoe- ><

- i feel like he's a very family-oriented person too :'(( thinking about him caring makes my heart ache in a way. he's too kind (if i had a pet, i just know they'd love him ahahaha)

- watching videos with him under covers :(((( in a way, i miss him more aaaaah

- YES YES him spilling tea >>> (he's a good story teller too!! and probably updates you on practically everything he knows :))) so you can learn the side of his life that you can't personally see :'

- ehheehe i'm a camera shy person but the headcanon makes me so soft :'

his teasing has no end omg, especially when he starts making memes out of candid pictures and uses them when texting 😭

- i'd go to his room and enjoy his presence any day, any time. i hope his leg doesn't get numb ahahahha

:(( he'll be able to talk about his passions for hours with those sparkles in his cat-like eyes

AWWW PLS SIGN ME UP FOR PRE-SLEEPY TIME KUROO D': your descriptions are making me so soft i can't-

kuroo wearing rings !!!!!!!!!! YES AND A WATCH <33

the social media part :'(( i don't think anyone would appreciate seeing my face when i first wake up ahahaha

PLS THE CAPTIONS WOULD BE SO CHEESY this man has no shame when it comes to expressing his emotions :'D

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i loved loved loved your headcanons, tsym for typing them out and sending them to me :'(( they truly make me happier than anything else i've encountered these past weeks. RIGHT his teasing just has no end.

kuroo teases in a way where you can't deny it, and have to resist a smile while hiding away your face so he can't tease you even more- (is it bad i'm getting butterflies from thinking about it ahhaa)

i'm just as obsessed with soft kuroo headcanons :' they bring me lots of comfort <33

thank you!! and i hope you have lovely day too! and don't forget to hydrate and take care of yourself! :))

lots of love, lia~

[mezo-shojis-top-surgeon]

Do you right for reader? If not ignore this

Here ya go:

Headcannons of Mineta with a s/o who loves how short he is, they just carry him around or help him reach for stuff. And comfort him whenever he's insecure about his height? (Bonus if the reader is also short and can't reach whatever mineta was reaching for lmaoo)

Comin’ right up! Headcanons of Mineta with an S/O who loves how short he is!!

-he loves when you pick him up and carry him around. Bridal style, piggyback rides, over the shoulder or under one arm like a sack of potatoes; he doesn’t care how you carry him, he appreciates it all.

-he loves it ESPECIALLY when he’s tired from training or hero work, he’ll cool off in your arms. he finds it relaxing (he’s fallen asleep like that more times than he’d like to admit)

-because Mineta’s short, any of your clothing will fit him! (Even if it’s too big) Which means that your wardrobe is now his wardrobe too. He usually takes your sweaters and hoodies in the evening or when you’re not with him and he misses you. Half of your shirts have now also been promoted to His Pyjamas.

-It’d be super comfy cuddling with him, you can just hold him like a pillow. And there’d be so much space left since he barely takes up any!! Suuuper comfy.

-he can just lay on top of you while the two of you cuddle and you wouldn’t feel crushed, it’d be painless. Soft, even. Since we all know he’s soft.

-now YOU are HIS pillow. Oh how the tables have turned…

-depending on how much taller you are than him, you can totally wrap your arms and torso and legs around him when you cuddle. He’s just kinda trapped then. But he doesn’t mind, to him it feels like a gigantic, warm, cocoon hug.

-your hands big, his body small. Need I say more?

-he can’t reach high shelves so he’ll ask you to grab stuff for him all the time. Only problem is, if you’re short as well, you won’t be of much help to him. WHICH IS WHY YOU TWO MUST WORK TOGETHER!! so whenever either of you needs something but it’s too high up to reach, you scoop up your bf and lift him up just enough so he can grab the thing for you. Or I guess you two could always climb up there. When that’s the case, he’ll make it into a competition. (And the winner gets a kiss from the loser)

-you tease him by grabbing this stuff and holding it out of his reach. When you’re feeling especially merciless, you dangle a magazine he was reading or his note/sketchbook right above him, just high enough that he can’t snatch it back from you. You might get sticky-balled but that’s a risk you must be willing to take. (When he jumps up to get his things back, you give him a kith on his forehead. He gets even grumpier then.)

-“excuse me, he asked for no pickles!”

-if you’re in the hero course as well, you two would be an excellent duo, and he’d feel encouraged by you to use his height to his advantage in battles. (Like in the joint training battles for example, when Mina swung him around and he bounced off his sticky balls, serving as little trampolines)

-when going to events which require you to pay an entrance fee, Mineta convinces you to wear a big jacket and hide him in it. You’ve smuggled your bf inside parties and theme parks more times than you’d like to admit, but you can’t deny his plans are clever.

-some evenings the two of you will dance to music in one of your rooms. You have to bend down quite a bit for you two to dance together, but it still works out. Mineta worries his height ruins the fun, however, so when you notice he’s starting to feel upset, you bend down to pick your boyfriend up and sway and hum to the music with him in your arms.

-Mineta gets insecure a lot about his height + overall appearance and of course you want to help him out. Any sort of physical affection always seems to cheer him up a whole lot. Compliments and flattery work wonders as well. Calling him handsome, beautiful, cute while holding his hand or cupping his face is bound to lift his spirits!! He adores it and will want you to keep going for hours, if that were possible.

-It’s no secret he’s jealous of Todoroki, so one day when he told you he was feeling down and self-conscious, you declared that “Todoroki holds nothing against you, his looks means nothing when he’s nowhere near as adorable as you are.” He cried. In a good way, obviously. But the tears wouldn’t stop flowing for about 20 minutes.

-Whenever you’re doubting yourself or feeling insecure about your body he’ll talk with you about it. Mineta might not be the best at comforting others, but as your boyfriend, he will take it upon himself to make you feel better!! Afterwards, Mineta showers you in the most cheesy, sappy and sometimes distasteful compliments. But you appreciate it nonetheless, it’s how he shows his love.

Thank you for leaving a request, anon!! I hope y’all enjoy these headcanons <33

[sorryimanon]

Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki x fem!Reader, Izuku Midoriya x NB!Reader

Warnings: some angst, FLUFF, and our boys being the best boys.

In which they comfort you after a rough day or week

A/N: im sorry if Izukus section is shorter than Bakugou’s. trying to practice writing other characters. enjoy!

Saturday's are reserved strictly by the majority of the girls from class 1-A, leaving the guys to hibernate inside their dorms as they allow the commencement of girls night. You've never rain checked nor rejected the idea of spending  quality time with your friends, considering all the tribe's and trepidation's everyone has endured together during their time at the academy. It's nice to just strip away the stress and dip your toes in pure relaxation.

Unfortunately, you woke up with a bad case of cloudy thoughts. For the past week you've been carrying the weight of dread, causing your mood to drastically change throughout the day. You'd be having a civil conversation with someone one minute and then the next minute you're completely irritated by their presence. You've tried to balance it out and fix it overnight with the regimes you researched on the internet. A new sleeping schedule, healthier diet, yoga, and even went to the extreme of writing in a journal. It was all so cut throat and prestigious, nothing close to your liking. Katsuki made fun of you for it one day when he snuck into your room and read the many inscriptions in your journal entries.

"This stuff reminds of Deku. Always shoving his nose in that stupid notebook of his," he didn't care much to hear your refutes about Izuku. "Anyways, what's with all this depressing shit you are writing? You don't really feel this way do you?"

You didn't give him a definite answer that day. Only a curt "no" and he resumed rambling about his day like nothing happened, having you listening with his voice like white noise going in one ear and out the other.

And that's how it went on throughout the duration of the prior week before Saturday.

Inside the confinement of your dorm, you made the rational decision to sleep in instead of attending classes. The chilling thoughts kept you up all night, never once allowing sleep to take full throttle. You tossed and turned around on your bed, unable to shut off your brain. So when you woke up in the peak of late afternoon, you weren't surprised to see the unread messages on your phone. All of them were from your explosive boyfriend.

King Explosion🤍: Oi you running late? Mr.Sleepy head is taking roll call

King Explosion🤍: y/n where tf r u?

King Explosion🤍: fine don't answer me ig

King Explosion🤍: are you at least coming down for lunch? i made curry last night and imma make you finish it

King Explosion🤍: fking hurry before dunce face eats it

King Explosion🤍: nvm he ate it 😐

Katsuki never intended for the message to be funny. He's probably blowing actual steams of smoke through his nostrils and ears while chasing kamanari amongst the halls. The comical imagery made you laugh harder. At least he made you crack a smile. You haven't shown any emotions let alone a hint of enthusiasm for tonight.

Maybe it'd be best to sit this one out.

"Hey, we're missing a person! Where's my y/n?" Mina asked after scanning the group of girls huddled around on the carpeted floor.

Momo shifted uncomfortably on the cushioned pillow she stole from the couch. "Y/N said she wasn't feeling too well to join us for tonight. Something about food poisoning and throwing up every hour."

In unison all the girls gasped, along with a concerned 'ribbit' from Tsuyu.

"Well I hope she gets to feeling better. I wouldn't want her to endure such sickness for much longer," Tsuyu croaked out.

Everyone in the circle agreed and promised to pay a visit later in the night to check on you.

On the fourth floor, Katsuki stared blankly at his phone, hands shaking due to the repressed anger he's been holding. Each of the messages he sent previously were all left on read, including the one he sent an hour ago asking if he could have a cuddle session with you before girls night. Yes, even an ill tempered guy such as him enjoys sappy shit like cuddling. After pacing back and forth in his room for a solid 5 minutes, he was now dead set on confronting you in front of your friends.

Katsuki made a beeline for the elevator and aggressively pressed the 1st floor button repeatedly in hopes it'll make the process go quicker. He reached the commons area in precision time, overhearing the girls giggle after someone suggested playing truth or dare. He towered over Uraraka's figure, casting a demonic shadow version of himself in the circle. Hagakure shrieked and clung onto Jirou.

"Where's y/n you extras?" He demanded, voice deafening the brunette under him.

"She didn't come tonight. She's in her dorm room sick," Jirou explained to him as she tried pry the invisible girl off her arm.

"Like hell she's sick!" Katsuki spun around quickly and retreated back to the elevator, mumbling obscenities under his breath. "She's going to pay for being so careless and irresponsible."

The commons room fell silent once the explosive blonde disappeared behind the doors of the elevator, all eyes searching each other in complete shock. Uraraka was the first to speak out of the small group.

“Should we warn y/n that Bakugou is coming for her?”

Jirou averted her gaze to the direction bakugou left off from, a ghost of a smirk spreading on her face.

“Nah. Knowing y/n, she can handle the asshole on her own.”

King Explosion🤍: can i come over? i wanna cuddle, i miss u

The text message kept flashing behind your eyes every-time you closed them - a sad image of Katsuki waiting impatiently for you to reply back with a heart or one of those unusual memes he unapologetically adores. You knew he’d be furious, no doubt about it, but you rationalized your decision and concluded it would be best to avoid your boyfriend like the plague till this undesired feeling dissipates. Katsuki doesn’t do well with people being emotional, let alone handle his own emotions for god’s sake.

Your own thoughts were interrupted by someone raping the outside of your door. The continuous knocks made your head spin, a painful sting ghosting back and forth between your eyes. Remembering back to an hour ago, you messaged one of the girls that you weren’t going to make it to tonight’s session. Surely they respected your wishes and continued on with their hangout? But you forgot about the one person who’s persistent and stubborn like a cat.

“I know you’re in there y/n! You may have fooled your idiotic friends with a lie, but you keep on forgetting you’re terrible at lying!” Katsuki hollers against the wood of the door, not once being considerate of those living above her.

He’s right. You’re absolutely horrible at making up excuses for yourself. Dating someone as intuitive as him will be the death of you.

“If there’s something going can you at least let me in? You can’t ignore me forever y/n.”

Again, he’s right.

You slipped out from the comfort of your bed and padded towards the door, mentally preparing for the blonde to scold you once he enters your room. What you weren’t prepared for was the tears swelling up in the ducts of his vermillion eyes - his hands clenched tightly into fists as he looked down at you. Your breathing hitched when his arm outstretched to rest on the door frame to keep his trembling body steady.

“What the hell y/n? Why the fuck have you been ignoring me?! Did I do something wrong?!” He asked, not caring about his current appearance.

You grab ahold of his other arm and absentmindedly started rubbing it affectionately, trying to coax him into calming down. “Katsuki no! You didn’t do anything wrong! Why would you think that?”

“Because dumbass, you’ve been distant this past week,” he paused, choking on his words. “Are...are you breaking up with me?”

Your eyes shot up instantly at his horrifying assumption. “Katsuki, if I tell you the truth, will you promise not to make things worse for me?”

He tilted his head in confusion, but nodded once you led him into your messy bedroom. Once inside, your boyfriend plopped down on your bed, watching intently as you anxiously bit down on your nails - a nervous habit you picked up at the beginning of the school year.

“I’ve been feeling weird lately. Ever since the beginning of last week. I don’t know how to describe it but, my brain is constantly feeding into my already negative state. Telling me things I know aren’t true but I’ve convinced myself they are. Almost as if a grey cloud is hovering above me,” tears were already starting to pour down your cheeks. “I just...I just feel so miserable and lonely and useless and irritated and- I’m so sorry for ignoring you. You probably want nothing to do with me after this!”

You manage to turn away from the sight of the blonde during your speech, ashamed of pouring out your emotions onto a person who disregards other peoples emotions and constitutes them as a quote on quote “pussy”.

From behind, you can hear faint shuffling nearing your already shaken up figure. A pair of muscular arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into a wall that could only be described as his own chiseled chest, doing the same as you did moments ago with his arm - lulling you to calm down a notch before he stared speaking.

“If you been feeling this way, why lie when I asked you a few days ago after reading your journal?”

“I know how you are, Katsuki. You get very uncomfortable when people talk about their feelings. So, why should I be any different?”

Your boyfriend suddenly maneuvers you around in the circle of his arms, shifting to where you’re now making direct eye contact with him. His gaze intense and unwavering.

“Because you’re my girlfriend? I don’t give a rats ass about any of these extras. When it comes to you, I’d make an exception for. I made that promise to myself when we first started seeing each other. So don’t think for a second that I’ll disregard your true feelings, dumbass.” He stepped a couple of inches backwards, ankles eventually hitting the bottom of your bed - making him fall and dragging you along with him. You landed on top of him, head still buried in the depths of his hard chest. The vibrations of his chuckle shook your whole body. Katsuki gently titled your head to be leveled with his, a red tint of blush painting his pallid cheeks.

“I’m being serious though. Don’t be afraid to come to me when things get tough, okay? I love you too much to see you like this.”

Next thing you knew your boyfriend stole your breath away by meshing his plump lips onto yours, hands snaking their way into your hair and carefully massaging it. By all means, you let him have his way with you by kissing the sadness away, tears puddling together cheek on cheek.

He let go eventually, pecking a quick chaste kiss on the side of your mouth before hauling you further into the bed. You settled on letting him spoon you, knowing how much he likes the feeling of your backside pressed against him, and the fruity aroma of your hair infiltrating his senses.

“I promise Katsuki,” you said after some time during the cuddle session.

He shifted in his spot, head placed firmly in the crook of your neck. “Promise what?”

“That I’ll come to you when these thoughts return again. I should trust you by now, and I need to not let these emotions ruin everything in my life. I love you that much.

Your confession swelled the very last evidence of Katsuki being a human being, his heart.

He smiled weakly to himself and nuzzled more into your shoulder, brushing his warm lips against the tender skin. “You better, dumbass.”

-

Today was just so exhausting, and the big fat 'D-‘ written in red ink on your final report was the icing on the cake. To make things even worse, Aizawa reminded the whole class before the exam that this was to determine wether or not if you'll be joining the training camp that'll commence the following winter break.

Hopefully this was one of your teacher's terrible deception tactics into making everyone do their absolute best, go plus ultra even. But to your dismay, he was indeed very serious of the matter this time.

It wasn't your fault, not entirely. You stayed up all night listening to another one of your boyfriends rambles, the conversation lasting till 2 am. Izuku grew worrisome and anxious ever since his encounter with a gruesome villain, thus resulting in him to pour his emotions out onto you. Poor baby kept mentioning the safety of All Might and you.

Solemnly, you left class and trailed back to your dorm room, wanting to ignore the jovial atmosphere inside the cramped room as everyone traded and talked about their scores.

Izuku noticed you leaving abruptly and got up from his desk to follow you behind, bidding a quick goodbye to his friends.

Your room was dark and dramatically colder than usual, a trickle of light threatening to pour in from the cascading sunset. You laid down on your stomach with one of your pillows propped on your head, in hopes to shield away anyone from seeing your ugly-crying face.

Too late because Izuku was already standing outside your dorm room, swaying back and forth on his feet while biting down harshly on his lip. He can hear your soft cries seeping through the door. He doesn't know why he's hesitating, he's your boyfriend after all.

Moments later you hear the acute sounds of someone knocking on your door, followed by the soft spoken voice of your green haired boyfriend.

"Baby? Can I come in? I-If that's okay with you I m-mean! It's alright if you need some space but you left class so early I figured something happened to you and I got really worried because you always wait for Iida and uraraka to walk us back to the dorms as a group and maybe it had something to do with what I was telling you last night-."

You crack the door just a smidge before fully opening it, revealing your bloodshot eyes and tear stained shirt to him. His breathing hitched once his eyes fixated on your disheveled state. 

"Can you comfort me? I need you right now Izuku," your voice cracked a little, throat still tight after the crying session.

His strong, lean arms wrapped around your body momentarily, encasing you into a bear hug. Hugs from Izuku were amazing, no exceptions. He placed a quick peck on the crown of your forehead.

"C'mon, let's get inside and snuggle. How does that sound?" he asked as he unwrapped himself and took your trembling hand, leading you back inside the dimly lit room.

Izuku laid you gently down on your side once reaching the bed, crawling alongside with you before  draping the covers over the both of you. His familiar hands snake around your waist and nudges you to roll over. You obliged and shifted your body to face his, sparkly green eyes staring straight at you.

"Tell me, what's wrong baby? Does it have to do with the recent exam?" his thumb started tracing delicate lines on your hips, your uniform long gone and now replaced with comfortable clothes instead.

"I failed Izuku...I did so terrible on the written exam. I kept falling in and out of sleep during the test that I didn't have time to finish the middle portion of it," you exhaled a shaky breath. "Who knows what'll happen on the practical. I'll probably fail that too...I'm such a failure compared to everyone."

Izuku grabbed the tender flesh of your cheeks and directed your vision to level with his. He looked angry and concerned.

"Don't say that y/n! You're not a failure! That exam doesn't determine wether or not if you're good enough to be a hero. I've seen you in action hun, and I know for a fact that you're possibly the most strongest person I've met in my lifetime! You're ambitious, smart, determined, and so freaking beautiful." He then kissed you tenderly on the lips, his eyes closing slightly due to the contact.

"So...freaking...beautiful." He whispers against your mouth.

His sentimental words were enough for you to push back the negativity and simply enjoy the intimate moment.

Izuku lifted his head away from your face to rest it against your temple. "You're going to do great things, okay? One failing grade isn't going to be the end of the world. Trust me sweetheart, I've had my fair share in failures during our time here in Yuuei. But look at me now, still standing."

You nuzzled more into his chest, tickling his chin with your hair. Faintly, you can hear the pitter patter of his heart beat bursting through his rib cage.

"Would you love me even if I was a horrendous looking-failure?" you were clearly teasing him, but sometimes Izuku became dense when it came to that.

"Y/n! W-Why would you ask that! Of course I would you dummy! I'd love you no matter what."

This time you return the favor and kiss him, knowing how to easily fluster him in seconds. He whimpers into your mouth at the sudden contact and cups your jawline affectionately.

The two of you stayed like that till the moon shone through the balcony curtains, illuminating your skin in a dusty glow.

Lips bruised and swollen red, you laid lifelessly in his arms, letting him wove his scarred fingers through your hair. Izuku would occasionally stop to peck your lips, then resumes his attention back to your hair.

"I'm sorry by the way. I shouldn't have kept you up last night before the exam. I'm such a horrible boyfriend..." he admitted suddenly.

"Yes. Yes you are."

He gasped and stopped his movements altogether, obviously taken aback by your blunt words.

You giggled and said, "Kidding. You're the best boyfriend. Apology accepted.”

After hearing that, Izuku shoved himself onto your chest and let out muffled cry. "D-Don't scare me like that. Almost made me have a heart a-attack!"