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@amplifyingtrace inquired : { <3 } “I got this.” ╱ general  sentence  starters.

𝗹𝗲𝗶𝗮  𝘀𝗮𝘆𝘀  𝘀𝗵𝗲’𝘀  𝗴𝗼𝘁  𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀,   𝗯𝘂𝘁  𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀  𝘀𝗵𝗲 ? katsuki raises a brow and stares at her incredulously ⸺ his arms cross over his chest with a firm grip,  crimson watching her perceived confidence. he isn’t convinced. the task at hand wouldn’t be an easy one,  even for the young bakugou,  but with leia confident that she could do it alone ?

she must be insane.

❝ hah,  d’ya really ? ❞ katsuki spares a glance between her and their joint task,  before giving her a smirk.     ❝    go on then.     lemme see how you apparently ‘got this’.    ❞

#amplifyingtrace #/ hey k.atsuki ? yea k.atsuki ?? stop being a Bastard #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ YOU STUMBLE INTO THE LIGHT | FIGHTING FOR THE THINGS YOU KNOW ARE RIGHT. ╱ bond: amplifyingtrace. #💥 | I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 | TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 | HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i.

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@varicrux inquired : camie locks eyes with katsuki. there's a beat , then a second , then a third. & after that third , she bolts towards him to tackle him down & proceed to plant numerous kisses all over his face. ♥♥♥ this is what happens when you have a golden retriever girlfriend. ╱ unprompted.

❝ what ? why the fuck are you starin' at me, h ⸺ ❞

katsuki would've finished his sentence, were it not for camie tackling him.

it's out of sheer will that the bakugou keeps them upright at first. when the other blonde insistently plants kisses all over his face, though, he ends up stumbling and falling back, face dashed with pink from the bombardment of affection ╱ he does, at least, make sure camie isn't falling like he does.

he allows it to persist for a little before he's nudging her away with a hand, trying very hard to hide his face. he is not used to this. not only the affection part, but the whole golden retriever and boundless energy from his girlfriend.

goddammit. where's his chance to return the favour, anyway ?

❝ oi, slow down, will ya ? it's not like we ain't seen each other for months or somethin', fuckin' hell. ❞ when he feels like he's recovered enough, he finally reaches for one tentative yet firm kiss on the corner of her lips. ❝ didja have to go knocking us down too ? ❞

oh, to deal with a black cat boyfriend.

#varicrux #bakucamie / #/ shut up i saw this and god. i love em sm #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I’LL KEEP YOU LIKE AN OATH | MAY NOTHING BUT DEATH DO US PART. ╱ bond: varicrux (camie). #💥 | I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 | TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 | HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i.

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@varicrux ╱ one-liner / lyric starter. ╱ mina.

❝ i'm telling you : we already have everythin' we need for a mountain hike. what the fuck could you think we're missin' ? ❞

#varicrux #/ he has a sweet date spot in mind n everything pls m.ina :/ #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ UNAWARE‚ I’M TEARING YOU ASUNDER | OH‚ THERE IS THUNDER IN OUR HEARTS. ╱ bond: varicrux (mina). #💥 | I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 | HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i.

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@resolutepath inquired : It's taken him all day and some helpful hints from a few trusted friends capable of aiding in the endeavour, but Eijirou finally has a packaged box of chocolates resting on his desk. They don't look the neatest nor the most professional, but he did make them himself and that was no easy feat given his penchant for disaster when unsupervised in the kitchen. With one last tap to the orange bow, he scoops up the black box and exits, heading only to the room next door, knocking only once before he enters. He'd said he was coming later anyway, so Katsuki will know it's him. There's a sense of nerves as he catches the sight of crimson eyes and blond hair, but he smiles nervously then holds out the box in the other's hero colours, gaze turning bashful. "So this is for you... s'why I couldn't come earlier, I needed to finish it. Sorry I was cagey... I just wanted to get it perfect." He pushes the box into Katsuki's hands then drops onto his bed, one hand catching at the back of his neck and rubbing gently. It's not that he doubts that Katsuki will like the taste, he'd looked for ages for the best recipe for spicy chocolates and after a few busts had eventually found a good chilli - chocolate combination, there's simply an inherent need to have done well. To do something to make Katsuki smile and create something that he will enjoy. To show him how much he means by pouring his energy into creating something for him. "Happy Valentine's Kats'..." he grins, gaze endlessly sincere with the weight of emotions he feels towards the other, before he leans in to nudge the other's shoulder with his own. "Now c'mon try one. I wanna see if I earnt a kiss or need to prep myself for more lessons in the kitchen!" ╱ really late valentine's, shut up.

it was meant to be their usual study night tonight. well, until eijirou would manage to tactfully lure his volatile boyfriend into something as simple as cuddling, huddled up to watch a documentary ⸺ a break, katsuki would eventually try to claim, right up to the moment the blond dozes off. they often study despite this ; it's just ... sometimes, katsuki gives the red-haired boy a bit of leniency, since his grades were nothing like denki's. and his grades never suffered because of their arrangement, either.

this time, though, eijirou postponed. not cancelled ⸺ he made it clear that it wasn't cancelled ⸺ but he wanted to be sure that the young bakugou wasn't going to fall asleep with the schedule being pushed further ahead. it was a tall ask, but not impossible. katsuki eyes the time carefully, having done his skincare routine in the place of their usual study time, trying to figure out when his boyfriend would actually show up.

the knock on the door is welcomed, and katsuki looks over with the expectation that eijirou would welcome himself in ; when he does, katsuki settles back on the edge of his bed, a brow raising when he strides over. and hands him ... a box ?

oh. oh. it was valentine's day.

katsuki writes off the holiday each year. he would remember the day was coming up, know that people were giving chocolates to each other for different purposes, and be aware that some would even ignore tradition to do what they feel is right. for him, he didn't spend years scaring off people trying to give him chocolate just because.

eijirou was not so talented in the kitchen, which means handmade chocolates in a box that matched his costume's colours counted for surprise one and two. the next one is realising he should think of something for white day to return the favour. and the final surprise ? well, it shouldn't be, considering that katsuki knows damn well the depths of eijirou's feelings for him ╱ but the sincerity in his tone, his gaze, his grin, those all became undeniable. the depth of which the other felt for him ...

there's a roll of his eyes when eijirou nudges, but he hums at the energy, aims to match it with his own. he picks up one of the chocolates. he looks at the red-haired boy to gauge just how excited he was to know how well he's done before biting into it, pausing. it's ... spicy, actually. chocolatey. both. it's not too sweet, meeting his preferential taste of spiciness, and therefore harmonious on both sides of the coin. he bites again, takes another, eats that one whole ╱ he has to put aside the chocolates before he goes and eats them all.

❝ hah. not bad. how the fuck are you better at makin' chocolate than a decent meal, huh ? ❞ this time, he's the one giving eijirou the nudge. ❝ guess it gets ya a kiss. it tasted fine, it ain't accidentally poisoned, 'n i guess you went through the whole effort to make 'em so they were special. ❞

despite his teasing tone, katsuki reaches for his boyfriend ⸺ a calloused and warm hand settles into coloured red hair, pulling against the soft colour-damaged strands to press a firm kiss against the other's lips. just one.

he did earn it, after all. ( now's just a matter of getting eijirou better with cooking literally anything else. )

#resolutepath #long post / #/ i'm just saying. don't @ me #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ LOVE’S ALWAYS SINK OR SWIM‚ SO I WON’T SAY IT’S OVER JUST AS IT BEGINS. ╱ bond: resolutepath (kirishima). #/ i had it mostly done before i flared up a bit so i finished n formatted it !! #/ anyway i missed them and k.atsuki has missed interacting with e.ijirou #💥 | I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 | TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 | YOU DON’T MAKE HISTORY BY BEING LIKED. ╱ q’d. #💥 | HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i.

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@lightbaund​      ╱      ❤’d !

𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬  𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗗𝗘𝗗  𝗧𝗢  𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗞  𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧  𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦  𝗔𝗧  𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘  𝗣𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗧 .      not that katsuki felt particularly inclined to      ╱      were it up to him,   he’d shove the whole situation under the rug and act like he never even thought about it.     but at the same time,   he was getting real sick of doing this whole dance regime      ⸺      the uncertainty,   the questions he gets from his friends because  apparently  he makes it obvious as hell.     (  he doesn’t believe that.     his emotions are under lock and fucking key.  )

❝    oi,   shouto.     y’got a minute ?    ❞     the blond stares at the other across the hall and nearly grumbles in frustration when he sees heterochromatic eyes      ⸺      he’s  so  close to backing out of this.     he’s not ready to talk about it.     ❝    we need t’talk.     alone.    ❞

#lightbaund #/ i realised we ain't done a confession moment. SAY LESS #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ THEY’LL NEVER KNOW THE WORLDS I SEE IN THE DARKNESS YOU DON’T SHOW. ╱ bond: lightbaund. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ YOU DON’T MAKE HISTORY BY BEING LIKED. ╱ q. #/ remembers to update bond tag on the starter i write for u. makes sense

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@veroxins inquired : [ CARE ] receiver finds the sender has fallen asleep somewhere and places a blanket or jacket over them. ╱ meme  i  don’t  remember.

𝗸𝗮𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗶  𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀  𝗱𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗻  𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁  𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁  𝗮𝘀  𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵  𝗮𝘀  𝘀𝗵𝗲  𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱. every time he sees her,  she’s on her feet,  or sparring with someone in the class,  or being more careful because of her quirk,  or …

the surprise on the blond’s face can’t be hidden very well when he notices daiten actually asleep. it’s a little tucked away from the rest of the class,  but katsuki likes to think himself observant ╱ in honesty, he had every intention to spar with her. he’d planned to announce it with a loud and almost commanding tone, something expected, rather than standing there perpetually stunned that she managed to lull herself into rest.

but stirring her awake just ⸺     didn’t seem like a good idea.     katsuki doesn’t even know if she sleeps nearly enough.

quickly glancing around to ensure nobody else was in the vicinity,  the blond shrugs off his jacket ⸺ warm and comfortable,  with no real concern on whether it ends up damaged or not ⸺ and paces closer to the black haired girl. there’s still the nagging urge to drag her into a sparring session,  but … not particularly caring about how close it ends up near her arteries,  katsuki rests the jacket over her. his natural body warmth should’ve left its impression on the jacket,  after all. and,  with any luck,  maybe it’d make her rest a little easier.

(  contrary to attitude,  katsuki does care ╱ and with nobody to witness this,  it’d be a mystery to most about who left the jacket behind … but she’ll know. the faint hint of burnt sugar or caramel is enough indication,  if she recognises his quirk,  a scent he’s tried time and again to be rid of. but it’s not so terrible,  right ?  )

katsuki leaves her to rest,  dragging another one of his sparring partners to the gym. he’s not in the business of being cruel … though he might kill someone if they disturb her from slumber.

#long post / #veroxins #/ two months later i give u this lil thing #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ KEEP YOUR HEAD ABOVE THE CLOUDS | I’M RIGHT WITH YOU‚ I WILL LIFT YOU. ╱ bond: veroxins. #/ he care her thank u #/ it took me forever to do this but i'm glad i did #💥 | I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 | TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 | HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i.

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@chimerameat​​  inquired :      “ you know, i make the best hot chocolate in the world. seriously, i’ve asked absolutely everyone on the planet. everyone except you… what do you say? wanna make it a global fact? “ from kaminari :)?      ╱      so  you  had  a  bad  day.

𝗜𝗧  𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬  𝗜𝗦𝗡'𝗧  𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧  𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚  𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧  𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗥𝗜  𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗞𝗦  𝗨𝗣  𝗛𝗜𝗦  𝗛𝗢𝗧  𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗘 .      it’s a gross over-exaggeration that earns a roll of the eyes and a scoff from the young bakugou,   inclined to deny denki the supposed world-grade beverage for the sheer fact that he wanted to witness the devastation on the other’s face.     or  not      ╱      denki could also just play like it never happened.

but katsuki has had a  very  long day,   one that warrants a more thorough wind-down than his usual routine      ⸺      as much as the shower and self-care and early rest would help,   the blond is more in tune with himself than he lets on.     he can tell that today had taken more out of him than he wants to admit.     his head is spinning a little,   he feels more restless,   and the likelihood of him getting a peaceful sort of sleep if he rushes through his usual routine would only make things worse.     a hot chocolate actually sounded  good      ╱      and though his knee-jerk reaction is to tell denki to shove it,   he sits himself on the closest surface and runs a hand down his face,   shutting his eyes briefly to avoid the lights.

❝    sure.     whatever.    ❞     the light is getting on his nerves.     or maybe it was just the onset of the migraine finally rearing its ugly head ?      ⸺      the right side of his head feels like someone had driven a blunt knife into it and is twisting it slowly,   only making the brightness of the lights worse,   disrupting his train of thought.     ❝    throw in some painkillers ‘n turn off the lights  after  y’make the thing,   then we’ll call it a deal.    ❞

#chimerameat #/ man i never get to write abt his quirk disadvantage :0 #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i. #/ i should write more abt this actually i need to talk abt it so much more

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@ofgravitation​  inquired :      she's cracking her knuckles. usually such sweet hazel eyes, are narrowed. ochako's not smiling. her arms are crossed across her chest, and there is a brow raised expectantly, just waiting for an explanation. katsuki surely knew what was coming if she didn't like the answer he gave. staring him straight in the eye she blinks her eyes once, and finally the frown appears. " you just HAD to tell him, didn't you? RIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, TOO ?! " she's huffing and pacing, now. " okay, i can fix this-- " eyes swivel back towards katsuki and narrow again. " oh, this isn't over, katsuki. " / asdkjhfbasldjkhb LMAO      ╱      katsuki  pisses  off  his  girlfriend,  rip.

𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗘  𝗢𝗙  𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗬  𝗜𝗦  𝗨𝗡𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗕𝗟𝗬  𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛 .      when ochako approaches her boyfriend for a clear explanation as to why he was so quick to spoil christmas and admit santa was,   in fact,   not real,   the blond keeps his mouth shut      ╱      when katsuki decided that shouto needed to know the truth,   that santa was  just  the parents giving them the gifts and his dad just sucked,   he didn’t see a problem with it.     shouto asked.     what,   is he expected to give a false answer when he doesn’t  want  to ?

to be fair,   he  probably  could’ve said he’d tell him in the new year.     or something that would divert shouto’s attention away from the question.     ah,   but that’s not exactly in katsuki’s nature to do either      ⸺      so maybe he was doomed to the wrath of his usually very sweet,   and very collected girlfriend.

not that he’s happy about it.

❝    what,   y’wanted me to say ‘santa’ decided that it wasn’t worth th’damn effort to invest in his christmases ?    ❞     what’s worse,   is the implied question.     ❝    he’s better off knowin’ that at least his  friends  give a fuck,   ain’t he ?    ❞

it wasn’t over,   indeed.     ochako assured that she could fix it,   but katsuki isn’t sure if that was such a good idea      ⸺      to let him keep believing that santa just felt the need to ignore him for years ?    sure,   whatever,   maybe this year would be different because endeavor had become a different person and everything,   maybe if shouto goes home to celebrate christmas then his old man would  actually  have something for him      ╱      that’s not what bothers katsuki,   anyway.     he doesn’t care about the family drama.

he just thinks that shouto  deserves  to know it’s his friends who give a damn this christmas,   instead of some jolly old bearded man in a red coat.

#ofgravitation #/ don't be fooled he's Sweating but he's defending himself #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ YOU’RE A SPARK‚ AND I’M THE BOOM | YOU HOLD ME LIKE GRAVITY. ╱ bond: ofgravitation (ochako).

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@knightinsourarmor​​  inquired :      “ What do you mean, Santa isn't real? ” ( from Shoto :) )      ╱      unprompted.

❝    y’seriously dunno ?    ❞

what was it that deku was going on about ?     don’t ruin christmas for shouto ?     well,   now that he’s gone and mentioned that santa’s not even a real person,   there’s not really any other way to go but down.     oh well.     someone  would’ve broken the illusion eventually.

better it’s from him.     at least shouto should know he’s being honest.

❝    santa’s just a  kids  story.     there ain’t such a thing as santa ‘cause it’s yer parents that put th’presents under the tree ‘n decorate ‘n all that.    ❞     he shrugs.     ❝    or friends.     depends who y’celebrate with.     why d’ya think everyone’s rushin’ about tryin’ to get shit from malls ‘n that,   huh ?     hell,   i can tell ya i caught my ma once breakin’ a carrot in half ‘n givin’ th’other half to her shiba,   adzuki,   when i was ...     five  or somethin’.    ❞

okay,   she explained her way out of  that  one at the time,   but still.     katsuki’s illusion of christmas was shaken that day.

❝    if it makes y’feel better,   at least y’know it ain’t santa ignorin’ you.    ❞     katsuki is sure that if santa  was  actually real,   shouto would’ve gotten plenty of presents to make up for the hell he’s been through.     probably.     ❝    just yer stinky old man.    ❞

#knightinsourarmor #/ i'm so sorry s.ho u shouldn't have asked him #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ THEY’LL NEVER KNOW THE WORLDS I SEE IN THE DARKNESS YOU DON’T SHOW. ╱ bond: knightinsourarmor (shouto). #/ but hey he trashes e.ndeavor at the end there so like ... aksnfblfkvnb

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@sparklymuses​  inquired :      ❝ ... bakugo, you stink. go have a bath. ❞  -  from ryukyu and i apologize, mr stink bomb.      ╱      unprompted.

❝    th’hell d’ya  mean,   y’overgrown lizard ?!    ❞     he doesn’t stink !     it was actually one of the best damn things about his sweat being nitroglycerin-like      ╱      it doesn’t make him smell so bad,   more or less smelling sweeter ...     like sugar,   or caramel,   or  something  close to that anyway.     but ryukyu just ⸺ !     ❝    maybe y’should get yer sense’a smell checked !    ❞

#sparklymuses #/ he's really abt to throw hands with r.yukyu over this #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i.

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@ofstowaways​  inquired :      ochako's floating katsuki's phone, switch, & laptop all the way up to the ceiling! until she gets a kiss. it's not a negotiation either. 😁👼 / she knows he's grumpy and is trying to make him laugh, shh ❤️ ily and wanted to send cute      ╱      unprompted.

𝗧𝗢𝗗𝗔𝗬  𝗛𝗔𝗗  𝗕𝗘𝗘𝗡 ⸺      a day.     katsuki had made an immediate beeline for his room once classes concluded,   ignoring the fuss from his group and grumbling at them when they try to push for details.     nothing  happened,   per se      ╱      it was just one of those days where he didn’t feel like being around his friends,   no less tolerate whatever random bullshit they might’ve dragged him into next.

this means that the blond dedicates himself to sitting on his bed,   having  some  study notes typed up on his laptop and his switch open to one of the pokemon games,   the area’s music playing as he mindlessly browses through his phone.     his electronic trance is broken when he sees ochako enter his room,   door having been left unlocked.

❝    hah ?     whatcha doin’ here ?    ❞

brow raises,   frown slightly intensifying,   watching as the brunette strides to him with that oh-so-innocent smile on her face      ╱      he has a bad feeling,   but can’t pick  why.     she doesn’t make any initial moves at first and the young bakugou can’t do much but stare with crimson gaze into hazel,   brows furrowing further,   but grip on his phone loosening.

that was his first mistake :     before he has a chance to register,   ochako touches all of his electronic devices to make them float up to the ceiling,   well out of his reach and  doomed  to hang up there indefinitely      ⸺      he isn’t so dumb that he’d use his quirk to try and get to them while in his own room.     it makes the blond grumble.     though,   he grumbles a little quieter when he sees the look on her face,   the very simple demand being made in exchange for giving katsuki his electronics back.

she seems so  proud  of herself for catching him off-guard,   though.     (  and sure,   maybe it was a little cute.  )

❝    if y’wanted a kiss so badly,   y’didn’t have to float my shit to get one,    ❞     comes the final response,   katsuki rolling his eyes with a glimmer of a grin      ⸺      he is amused among his initial frustrations,   but still ready to tug her closer,   kiss her lips with no hesitation.     he presses a second kiss to her temple for good measure      ╱      just in case.     ❝    ‘s  that  enough for me t’get my shit back,   or am i gonna have t’drown ya in damn kisses ?    ❞

#ofstowaways #/ this is the right kind of wholesome i needed thank u #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ YOU’RE A SPARK‚ AND I’M THE BOOM | YOU HOLD ME LIKE GRAVITY. ╱ bond: ofstowaways (ochako).

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@varicrux​  inquired :      yes , camie absolutely called katsuki just to start singing kiss me thru the phone by soulja boy because she misses her boyfriend. ' baby , you know that i miss you , i wanna get with you tonight , but I cannot , baby boy , and that's the issue! boy , you know I miss you , i just wanna kiss you , but i can't right now , so , baby , kiss me through the phone! '      ╱      unprompted.

𝗜𝗧  𝗪𝗔𝗦  𝗧𝗢𝗢  𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗘  𝗙𝗢𝗥  𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 .      well,   late for katsuki,   seeing as it was just barely past 9pm      ⸺      but seeing as it was camie calling and the blond was not one for just ignoring his girlfriend’s calls,   he picks up the phone,   goes to grumble at her for disturbing him while he was trying to sleep.     at least,   he  would  have.     the moment camie starts singing through the phone,   though,   katsuki stares blankly at the screen,   with the contact text reading ‘illusions’ and her voice resonating through his phone’s speaker.

it wasn’t that katsuki hates it      ╱      no,   he actually  enjoys  her singing voice,   likes to hear it on the rare occasion that she decides to put it on display.     and he doesn’t mind that she’s missing him,   considering their schedules between u.a. and shiketsu never seem to align after their remedial classes.     but ⸺

after a few more moments of listening to camie,   katsuki hangs up.

the blond lets it sit that way for a little while,   crimson staring at the screen to watch for her reaction      ⸺      not that the reaction will  matter  much,   since he plans to call her back regardless of what she does,   thumb hovering over the call button for a few seconds.     when he finally hits it,   puts the phone up to his ear,   he waits for camie to pick up.     and when she does,   the young bakugou huffs through the speaker.

❝    yer annoyin’ as hell.    ❞     he shifts in his bed to stare up at the ceiling,   putting his phone on speaker and placing it where he won’t knock it off anything.     ❝    maybe i’ll stay on call if y’don’t keep annoyin’ the shit outta me with  soulja  boy.    ❞

#varicrux #bakucamie / #/ pleaseeee he's so done with her LMAO #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I’LL KEEP YOU LIKE AN OATH | MAY NOTHING BUT DEATH DO US PART. ╱ bond: varicrux (camie).

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@resolutepath​  inquired :      [ WATCH ] [ also kiri; he's helping! (he's not) ]      ╱      soft  action  prompts. [ WATCH ] :      sender sits on the counter while receiver cooks.

𝗜𝗧'𝗦  𝗡𝗢  𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗘  𝗘𝗜𝗝𝗜  𝗦𝗜𝗧𝗦  𝗕𝗬  𝗔𝗡𝗗  𝗪𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗦 .      it’s almost  comical  of katsuki to believe that he was actually going to help beyond sitting there and watching his talented boyfriend cook      ╱      but even so,   he finds himself not caring.     well,   so long as the red-haired boy would give him a few things that were out of his reach while he worked on the meal for both of them.     would that qualify as helping ?

katsuki focuses on searing off the salmon pieces he managed to score that day in the wok he’s using ;     the salmon was marinated for the past half an hour in ginger,   tamari,   and a bit of sesame oil.     he shuffles the bench space so he can put the salmon into a bowl before frying off the vegetable mix      ⸺      crimson gaze glances to meet ruby as he does so,   ushering the bowl of salmon to him while he moves through the next process.     spring onions,   broccolini,   edamame,   more  tamari for taste,   a grape juice and rice vinegar concoction,   water ...     it wouldn’t be spicy,   but he wasn’t making it for just himself.

❝    eiji,   those soba noodles good t’go ?    ❞     he gestures to the bowl of soba noodles he prepared prior to cooking,   turning his attention back to the vegetables.     ❝    if yer gonna hover around like that,   y’could at least help a lil.     ‘s simple.     make sure they’re drained ‘n we’ll add ‘em in with the rest of this stuff.    ❞

he has the  slightest  thought about whether or not eijirou would enjoy this.     it’s nothing fancy in the way of stir fries,   and salmon doesn’t often beat out something like pork or chicken or even beef      ╱      but he hopes the flavours are harmonising with each other nonetheless,   even without the kick of spice behind them.     (  he makes a note to ask for eijirou’s opinion and hope for something more than delicious      ⸺      katsuki will already  know  that.     he just wants to know if it’s something he should be cooking more often for the two of them.  )

❝    ‘n hop off the counter already,    ❞   katsuki huffs,   though there’s a hint of a grin  right  after as he turns his attention back to eijirou.     ❝    or do i gotta drag you off myself ?    ❞

#resolutepath #/ hey did u know i've missed them a lot ur honour #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ LOVE’S ALWAYS SINK OR SWIM‚ SO I WON’T SAY IT’S OVER JUST AS IT BEGINS. ╱ bond: resolutepath (kirishima). #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ YOU DON’T MAKE HISTORY BY BEING LIKED. ╱ q.

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@multianime​  inquired :      [ SETTLE ] - From Denki      ╱      soft  action  prompts. [ SETTLE ] :      receiver sits in sender’s lap and proceeds to play with their hair.

𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘  𝗔𝗥𝗘  𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚  𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦  𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧,   𝗜𝗡  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗕𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗚𝗢𝗨  𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗗,   𝗠𝗘𝗔𝗡  𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 .      they were never a touchy family unit      ⸺      not even  masaru  was huge on major displays of affection.     katsuki learned that love could be displayed in other means than just hugs and kisses,   the kind of thing he often hears about from other people      ╱      and expressing love came in different forms.

katsuki grew up understanding that masaru’s go-to gesture was teaching his son about things he didn’t know before      ╱      how to make dumplings,   how to better hike,   ways to calm his mind when it becomes clouded with thoughts.     the  most  he gave in terms of actual touch was a gentle pat to the shoulder,   sometimes a half-hug.     the other side of the coin,   his mother,   it was stern words which came with a lesson.     sometimes it wasn’t perfect,   sometimes she’d fuck it up,   but she’d try and resolve it if she knew      ⸺      and her apologies were in her  actions,   not her words.     all her love was like that.

both parents did the same thing as the  ultimate  tell,   though :     it was as simple as messing with one’s hair.

in katsuki’s mind,   this was an action he could use to adequately express his love without needing to say it      ⸺      a taught habit,   an action he could use on anyone and the definition of love shifting from one person to the next.     a rough ruffle was for people he respected well enough.     a playful ruffle,   or a quick run through their hair,   was more a friendly way of telling people he didn’t hate them      ╱      not easily distinguished between the two,   which is the way he liked to  keep  it.     as for actually playing with someone’s hair ?

katsuki sits down across denki’s lap with an intent stare.     he looks at the other blond for a moment before reaching up to run his fingers through his hair,   inspecting the black lightning bolt that he had ;     and,   seeing as he was already messing it up,   the young bakugou decides to take the opportunity to ruffle it up more.

ah,   but then he works on moving rogue strands of denki’s hair back into place,   gaze intent on ensuring that denki’s hair would fall the right way.     (  it was kind of  soft.     not as soft as his deceptively was,   maybe,   but soft enough for katsuki to notice as he played with strands and rearranged them to sit properly      ⸺      the action itself is gentle,   slow,   deliberate.  )     if denki tries to say anything,   katsuki blatantly ignores him.

he only answers when he fixes the final strand,   glancing away with a scoff.

❝    yer hair was a mess.    ❞     but he can’t deny the way he was ever so calm as he ruffled up and played with the other’s hair ;     his demeanour is the  only  thing that argues it never happened in the first place.     ❝    i was doin’ you a favour.    ❞

#multianime #/ i'm p sure i interpreted that right. lkmdkfgbv i think #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ YOU DON’T MAKE HISTORY BY BEING LIKED. ╱ q. #/ it also gave me a chance to gush abt my fav hc abt the b.kg household #/ bc i love the idea that how they show love is arguably unconventional

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@dokuukinoko​      ╱      ❤’d  for  endeavor !

𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟  𝗪𝗔𝗦  𝗛𝗘  𝗗𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗚  𝗪𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗚 ?      endeavor was giving him a look in the training room during his individual practice regime at the agency,   and he  swears  he’s looking at someone who was displeased with his progress      ╱      he’s certain he’s utilising his quirk well,   tackling the faux rescue mission right.     so what the hell ?

❝    are y’gonna keep starin’ at me or tell me what the  fuck  i’m doin’ wrong ?     ‘cause i know for fuckin’ sure i ain’t seein’ where my weakness is.    ❞     the blond was so sure he was covering all his bases      ⸺      but now,   with his mentor’s indirect input,   he’s starting to lose a little confidence.     he refuses to let  that  show.     ❝    i kept the attitude down,   kept the hostage safe,   i contained the dumb villain ⸺    ❞     which was just burnin’ acting like a villain,   ❝    ⸺ ‘n i even called for backup.     ain’t that what y’wanted ?    ❞

#dokuukinoko #/ i decided to go for e.ndeavor! if u see me add a u shhhh #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ YOU DON’T MAKE HISTORY BY BEING LIKED. ╱ q. #/ this gives off ''i've done this 5 times already tell me wtf i'm doing'' vibes

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@manlyselfcare​​  inquired :      [ ATTEMPT ]      ╱      even  more  injury  memes. [ ATTEMPT ] :      for sender to intervene in a fight receiver is in but receiver has already sustained an injury.

𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥  𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗠𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗞  𝗪𝗔𝗦  𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗬  𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗗  𝗧𝗢  𝗕𝗘𝗔𝗧 .      when they worked in a formation of offence vs. defence,   a lot of villains would find it hard to find an opening,   opting to trying to separate them.     usually  that doesn’t work      ⸺      but nothing was proving very usual with this battle,   including their opponents.

at some point,   the two of them were finally split apart,   the young bakugou being isolated with a few varying villains      ╱      determined as the real threat,   the firepower behind their battle dynamic.     he did like testing his chances.     (  being outnumbered didn’t always feel like an actual challenge,   however      ⸺      perhaps that was just because of his skill,   his unrivalled talent of weaving through battle like it were a  dance,   explosions a dissonant melody while he wields himself like a knife.     precise,   deadly.  )     this time,   these villains were giving him a good run for his money ;     smirk ever wide,   palms littered with the playful dance of sparks.

even without kirishima there,   there is a resounding promise in undaunted gaze ;     they weren’t about to catch him so easily.     if they wanted him to fall,   they’d have to try a little harder,   stop treating this fight like it’s a  game.

katsuki scarcely makes mistakes.     such commodities can’t be made in the midst of battle,   where every action factors in life or death      ╱      one of the  first  things katsuki taught himself was how to avoid taking risks in the first place,   how to persevere if a mistake was made,   and how to bend but never snap under the pressure.     these few things were reasonable explanation to why he soared above the class in terms of combat skill ;     he understood that,   in spite of the odds pitted against him sometimes,   there would  always  be a window to win.     even if it means bending and crumbling under the pressure,   victory was near indisputable.

he was fast and had taken out many of the villains that surrounded him,   but the final villain moves faster,   using katsuki’s momentum against him to knock him off-balance and leave him susceptible.     they reach for his face and claw at it.     the blond bites back the initial wince,   growling instead,   teeth bared as he redirects,   redistributes      ⸺      despite the pain,   there is a plan quickly formulated.

hands outstretch and grab at the arm that holds him,   glare piercing through despite his blurred vision,   point-blank blasts dancing across their skin to make them let go.     their stubbornness earns them a few burns.     his hands keep heating and the blasts keep intensifying,   but he can’t seem to  make  the villain let go of him,   the snarl becoming more prominent the longer he’s held there      ╱      but then he feels himself be knocked back,   landing on the ground harshly despite a few explosions to cushion his fall.     (  that wasn’t him being tossed.     his efforts hadn’t shaken them before.     then it was ⸺  )

coloured red hair and unbreakable stance indicates that his friend had  finally  made it back from his fight.     he must’ve been the one to make the villain let go ;     charging in,   using his quirk like the unshakable bastard he was,   putting distance between them so the blond could gather his senses.     (  it’s back to their dynamic,   the offence and defence.     it’s like they’d never been separated in the first place ;     who else could pull that off ?  )     the young bakugou pushes himself up slowly from the ground.     his vision might be a little obscured,   the taste of iron on his lips that seeps into his throat,   the smell of smoke from his palms filling his lungs,   but he wasn’t so gravely injured he couldn’t fight.     he  needed  to keep fighting.

besides,   having them both take on the villain is better than one at a time,   right ?

❝    took ya long enough,   shitty hair,    ❞     katsuki says,   spitting out the build-up of blood and saliva in his mouth.     he winces when he touches his face lightly to determine the damage done to it      ⸺       surface level,   thankfully.     it helps that he could still talk.     none of the muscles had gone with injury.     ❝    let’s  murder  this guy into the fuckin’ ground.    ❞

#manlyselfcare #blood / #long post / #ask to tag / #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic. #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i. #/ i really do like finding reasons to use the icons from recent chapters fr