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angelltheninth · 7 months

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BNHA Men + Handling Scary Movies

Pairing: Izuku, Bakugo, Shoto, Kirishima, Mirio, Keigo, Dabi, Aizawa, Tomura x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, cuddles, nightmares, comfort, kissing, horror movies, crying, teasing

A/N: A tiny bit Halloween themed for the spooky month!

Izuku lets you know he hates them right away, he doesn't want to even try acting otherwise. Acting brave also goes out the window as soon as the first scary scene happens. He's not just holding your hand, he is fully in your lap, holding onto you for dear life through the whole movie. You also discover that he us indeed a screamer.

Bakugo doesn't react much to the scary scenes in the movie. In his opinion horror movies are pretty dumb, besides he could easily overpower any bad guy in the movie so there's no reason for him to be scared even if it was real. If he sees that you're scared he won't tease you about it while watching the movie, maybe after, but while you're watching he'll put his arm around you as a protective gesture.

Shoto holds your hand the whole time while feeding you popcorn with the other. The bowl doesn't even have finished popcorn, he uses his Quirk to make it which distracts you from how scary the movie you're watching really is. Good, so his plan is working as intended then, he was afraid you wouldn't want to watch it with him but you're handing it well.

Kirishima acts tough at the start but turns out to be quite jumpy at the scary scenes. His Quirk can act up too but he says it's just his instincts to protect you. Not wanting to embarrass him, even if he's being real cute, you ask him to cuddle with you cause you're scared. It works like a charm and his arms are wrapping you up against his body, his chin against your shoulder before the next scary scene can come up.

Mirio doesn't understand the appeal of scary movies. He's not opposed to watching them with you as date night but they don't have any real impact on him. Regardless he will lean in to kiss your cheek if he hears you yelp or sees you shiver in fear. These movies seem to make you quite clingy, and you already know that he is clingy too, so that is the one positive thing he can say about them.

Keigo likes horror movies but he is really selective over which ones he watches. More into the older ones that he watched as a kid if he were honest, they aren't actually scary to him but some scenes do make you jump. He uses his wings to shield your eyes when he knows a jumpscare is coming up and he also wraps one wing around you as protection.

Dabi can watch a horror movie or two but he's more in it for the chance to tease you. Even if you're not that much of a scaredy cat if you're with him it's still fun to cuddle with you and whisper in your ear about how adorable you are when you're scared. You know that nothing can touch you when he's around right? Nothing and no one... except for him.

Aizawa doesn't react to many scenes but he thinks it's entertaining for what it's supposed to be. The only thing he has against these movies is that they give you, and some of his students, nightmares so he has to walk up and down the hallway of the dorms to make sure everyone is actually sleeping. In your case he will stay up all night if he has to, holding and kissing you, wiping your scared tears away as soon as they come.

Tomura loves horror movies a lot and watches them pretty often. He will often say how stupid a plot point or a villain choice was and what he would have done but he still likes a lot of the movies he watches. They're dumb fun for him and he loves things that entertain him. It's why he loves you too, with all you funny and cute reactions and holding onto his shirt or the sleeve through the whole movie.

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moumouton4 · 4 months

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Just Like A Candy || Katsuki Bakugo x fem!reader

A/n : Okay it's been so long since I've written a fic of my one ! I don't know what this is but it's sweet and funny ! 😘 Happy new year everyone, wish y'all health, sucess and love 💙💚

A/n 2 : I love this theory but still don't think Katsuki would smell like this, a bit like when people say Dabi would smell like leather you know

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Warning : None, just fluff

Summary : You smell like a fricking candy today and everyone is wondering from where it comes. Little did they know it's not from where but rather from whom

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Words count : 1290

“I can assure you I didn’t change my parfum Mina” you answered one more of the plethora of questions she was asking you.

“Your routine then ?” she inquired.

“You know I don’t do routines” you chuckled at her insistence.

“Well then you’re spending your days making caramel in a bakery because you sure smell like candies” she laughed.

You only shook your head laughing at her antics. Truth be told, you knew that this lingering sugary parfum may be the consequence of spending the past evenings in your explosive boyfriend’s sheets. It’s true that it’s been a week that you both took a new step in your relationship. It’s been a while you’ve been dating but recently Katsuki felt the need to have you closer to him, and since he was the one to go sleep early, instead of throwing out of his room when the strokes of 9 pm arrived, he one day asked you if you didn’t want to stay the night.

Well it sounded more like an “Oi ! Where do you think you’re going dumbass ?”

“Well it’s 9 pm so I’ll let you go to sleep-”

“And since when dumbasses like you take initiatives” he flickered your forehead before his voice got softer “Just spend the night there, okay ?” he asked.

And of course you accepted. But this quickly turned into a daily thing, ending up in you both always sharing either his or your bed at night. Sometimes he’d lend you some clothes if you asked for - and he would never admit it to anyone else - but even if most of the time it was his clothes that were wearing you, you looked incredibly fine and attractive in them.

“Mine” he would grumble murmur under his breath as he holds you tight against his warm body, his chin resting on the top of your head. His arms squeezing you ever so slightly, a silent testament to his deep rooted love for you.

His warmth both physical and emotional provided you a cocoon in which sleep felt like a piece of heaven. Even the room felt warm and comforting, as if smelled just like him, a sort of balmy caramel. Only a few people noticed that he smelled so - or more his quirk made him smell so - because the day he usually concealed it with some eau de Cologne, but of course everyone who came into his room could smell the sweet perfume it held.

Cuddling with him you breathed in his scent “You smell so good Kat. Just like a candy”

“Shut up idiot” he mumbled, feeling the red rushing to his cheeks.

“But you’re my little snack, aren’t you ?” you teased. That day you won by K.O. as he buried his face to the other side in his pillow so you wouldn’t see how flustered he looked.

But knowing you liked this smell so much, the tiny bit of self-consciousness he had about the smell being so uncanny of his persona faded, and he started using less and less Cologne, letting his true self shine bright ( like a diamond )

And as I was saying, it’s evident that with all the time you daily spent with him, you would start smelling like him, and even more when you’re wearing his shirts, or yours that stayed too long in his wardrobe. Everyone obviously knew that Katsuki and you were dating, I mean it was evident considering the deadly stare he gave every man who walked 4 meters away from you. But also everyone was far away from thinking that Katsuki would smell so… sweet.

And so as today, your friends, Mina and soon after Kyoka were fixated about your new perfume that made you smell like a threat, on Katsuki’s side his friends noticed a slight change in the air as well.

In the living areas of the dorms, Eijiro and Katsuki were in the middle of a discussion when Denki walked towards them,although he wasn't interested in taking part in the discussion, his opinion changed radically when the sweet smell tickled his nostrils “Hey do y’all smell that ? Who tried to sneak popcorn before me ?” he asked, his eyes looking everywhere, he was surely drooling at the thought of the corn snack.

As the explosive was about to roar about how he just interrupted their conversation, his best friend spoke first “I don’t smell anything” after all he was used to hanging out with him either to play video games with the pomeranian haired boy or to spare in the training room.

Excessively sniffing in the air Denki went on “I know the smell of good food when I smell it. Don't you smell anything Katsuki ?"

"Tshh you heard Shitty Hair, nobody's eating idiot"

Soon after Sero entered the common room. He too noticed the longing scent as he hovered near his friends. Concentrating a little more, the two boys came to a conclusion "Don't you think it smells like the perfume of one of the girls in class ?" remarked the raven haired boy, looking at the ceiling.

"Ooooh yes now that you mention it" he murmured. And it didn't take them more than 5 minutes to come to the following conclusion "Y/n !!!" they both exclaimed.

Meanwhile Eijiro and Katsuki went back to their discussion, just before being pulled out by Denki, who exclaimed, "I should have known she is the sweetest of us all-"

"You've got something to add Dunce Face" Katsuki stood up as he rolled up his sleeve, his fist rising dangerously close to the electric's face. Only to lower it when you entered the room, he knew you didn't like him hitting your friends of the Bakusquad.

"What's happening there ?" you asked, your feet instinctively bringing you to your boyfriend, who wasted no time in wrapping a protective arm around your waist.

This didn't stop Denki from moving to your other side, to put his intuition into practice, but as he inhaled your perfume he realized that the scent wasn't as pronounced as the one he'd smelled when only Eijiro and Katsuki were in the common room. The expression on his face was one of pure bewilderment. He honestly thought it was you who smelled like that.

“Move away asshole !” Katsuki urged, his blood boiling at the sight of Denki sniffing his girlfriend. The other boy jumped like a cat, his eyes still wild as his brain struggled to connect the dots. You looked at your boyfriend trying as well to understand.

“Aren’t you supposed to smell sweet ?” the dazzling boy asked, only to be shooed once again by the explosive who started to have enough looking at your friends smelling his girlfriend “That’s not her dumbass it’s me. And it’s not sweet !” he growled, his arm tightening ever so slightly around your waist.

Under his breath Eijiro murmured a little “manly” at his best friend’s revelation.

“Nooo you’re kidding, this smells so good” Denki mused but Katsuki seemed even more angered “This smells like nitroglycerin ready to explode your moron’s face ! So get lost !” he roared, his other hand crackling and sparkling, this time effectively getting rid of Denki.

You chuckled at his antics “He has a point though, you smell so good babe” you said making the blush creep onto his cheeks. This time he didn’t say anything, his eyes shifting between yours and the wall behind you, before he pressed a light and quick kiss on your forehead and spoke for only you to hear “I’m glad you think so… dumbass” and with that he drew you closer to his chest, eager for the time to come, so you two would be able to enjoy one of those so cherished cuddling session you have every night.

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spacecatchako · 1 year

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Kissing Lessons- Tenya Iida x Reader

Pairing: Tenya Iida x Gen! Reader Genre: Fluff Content Warnings: Suggestive fluff, Tenya and reader are third years here, marking (reader is okay with it lol), no actual sex or smut, making out, praise, neck kissing Word count: 1.2k words Tenya has never had his first kiss before. You offer to teach him how.

When Tenya Iida, class 3-As representative, declared that he had never kissed anyone before, you almost did a spit take.

It was understandable; an uptight guy focused on hero work probably didn't make much time for romance. But at the same time, it was almost unbelievable. Tenya Iida was beyond handsome, if not the most handsome guy in 3-A. You can't say you hadn't fantasized about making a move on him in your three years at U.A. together.

So that's how the two of you got here, sitting across from one another on your dorm bed. Tenya sits cross-legged in front of you.

When you realized the blue-haired boy had never been kissed before, he confided in you that he'd wanted his first time to be perfect. So you offered to teach him. It's what friends are for, after all.

"So just to be clear you haven't kissed anyone before? Not even a peck?" you verify, gentle and unjudging.

Tenya blushes and shakes his head from side to side.

"Not even a little."

You offer him a small smile.

"That's okay. We'll start small. Here."

You wait for his slight nod and straddle his lap, arms wrapped around his neck. Tenya is leaning against the wall by your bed, and your faces are close.

You can feel his breathing this close, the glisten of chapstick against his lips. His face is so close to yours. Cupping his face with one hand, you close the gap between your lips.

He grunts a little but eventually kisses back. After a few lingering moments of sweetness- chaste, nothing probing- you pull away, hand still cupping his square jaw. You can feel his stubble against your palm.

"See Tenya? That wasn't so hard."

He gasps a little, and his hands find your waist. During the entire kiss, he didn't know what to do with his hands.

His glasses are askew, and a light blush is dusting his face. His blue eyes are wide with shock and wonder.

"H-how. How did you do that so confidently?" He wonders aloud.

You smirk and tuck a lock of his well-kept blue hair behind his ear.

"Practice. Just act like you know what you’re doing and gauge the other persons reactions. That way you can figure out what they like. And ask for consent before doing something huge, obviously. Ask for consent before kissing them. It isn't too awkward if you're upfront and honest about it, I promise." You advise.

Tenya is still flustered, the collar of his blue shirt slightly uneven.

"If you want, you can try initiating. Go ahead." You say, leaning away from his grasp a little. "I'm all yours."

Tenya is hesitant when he leans forward to close the gap between the two of you, but when he does, it feels heavenly. Awkward and a little rough, his top lip bumping into yours, but your hands find purchase in his hair and adjust him to your liking. His lips are plush and soft. His breath is minty- he probably prepared for this- and hot against your mouth. He moans a little bit when you tug at his undercut and bring him closer.

His hands press into your lower back, pushing your lower body flush with his. His hands are so big and robust, capable of maneuvering you however he wishes. Your eyes flutter, taking in the senses. You moan softly, and he follows suit. You pull away briefly to switch angles and let your tongue lap out to meet his a little. Tenya's eyes widen slightly at the intrusion, but you smile reassuringly against his mouth. “This is okay.” You seem to tell him. “I want this,” you hope to convey.

His hands move from your waist to your upper back, under your shirt, trying to feel any expanse of skin he can reach. There's nothing but the sound of your breathing and the smack of your lips as you bring one another closer, closer, wanting never to let go.

You pull away for air, and Tenya follows your lips, desperate for more. You sigh and give him a chaste peck back.

"You seemed to like that, pretty boy. Want to try more?"

"I- yes, if you so wish to."

You hum, scooting against the pillows on your bed.

"Then take me."

Tenya presses you back into the pillows of your bed, pinning you down with his body weight. He is arguably the most muscular of class 3A, exceeding even Bakugo. He has so much strength and could crush you right now, but he chooses to use it gently, pinning you where he wants you, kissing you like you're the air he needs to breathe. You claw at his back, wrapping your legs around his waist to pull your bodies flush together. You're surprised when he pulls away from your lips, kisses your cheek, and then moves to your neck.

"Can I?" he murmurs, a low voice asking politely. He is ready for the possibility of you saying "No. This is too much. I want to stop here." He is prepared to be rejected and return to the quiet of his room to contemplate this last lesson. If that were the case, he wouldn’t feel hurt or entitled at all. Just grateful that he got to have you, like this, in any capacity. Grateful for your expertise and understanding, grateful for your touch and compassion.

So it's to his surprise when you whisper "yes," scritching at the base of his well-kempt undercut.

He hums and dives in, licking and sucking at your throat. You moan at the sensation, back arching into his touch, hugging him closer. Tenya braces himself against your bed and almost growls. It happened instantaneously and without you registering it, but your crotches are grinding together, all heat and light and comfort and carnal.

Who knew your formerly uptight, type-A class rep could be so gentle yet sensual and strong?

Tenya pulls away, and his eyes widen at the mark he left.

"I- shoot, I am so sorry," he panics at the mark left. He fusses over your bruised neck before you cut him off.

"Don't be, Tenya. I wanted it. I liked it a lot, you made me feel really good." you praise. Tenya adjusts his glasses, which are fogging up slightly due to his heavy breathing. His cheeks warm with the praise, and his heartbeat speeds up.

You guide him into another kiss, reassuring him that he did well. After plenty of time in class together, you know how Tenya reacts to praise. He thrives for it, chest throbbing. You nuzzle his cheek and jaw, giving him gentle pecks across his sharp jawline. Eventually you pull away, hands cupping his face, eyes meeting his. He seems so gentle here, nothing like the brazen boy or the confident leader that you’ve gotten to know.

"I'm going to ask you again because I care about you and I don't want to put too much on you. Do you want to go further or stop here?"

Tenya looks up at you, blue eyes shining in adoration.

"More. Please don't stop here, I want more of you." He pleads.

You give in his body against yours, hearts beating in tandem. You give him all you're willing to, and he gives you all of him too. He's such a good, strong boy, and you're more than happy to be his friend– or more. Whatever he wants to be, whatever he wants, he's yours.

Maybe he didn’t need kissing lessons after all.

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seravphs · 11 months

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ੈ♡˳·˖✶ — TODOROKI SHOTO x FEM READER

You miss home, but isn’t it true that home can be a person?

wc — 950

tags — fluff, reader is homesick, food

You squeeze the lemon over the sauce with increasing irritation. It only irks you more when you go to mix and the whisk slides out of your hands, slippery with juice. By the time you finally get all the ingredients incorporated, you’re fuming.

Though, to be fair, you were mad before you even started the sauce.

You dip a finger into your creation and watch it drip off. It’s the right consistency, but the taste is what’s most important, so you pop your finger into your mouth.

Immediately, you wrinkle your nose. The flavor’s all wrong. None of it tastes like home.

The kitchen door creaks.

Quiet feet pad past you to the cabinet. Shoto is halfway through filling up the mug he just obtained with water when he notices you and the mess.

“Were you that hungry?” Shoto says wonderingly. His eyes flit from the open packet of crisps to the pile of wrappers littering the table, the leftovers of an unsatisfying feast. “I would’ve made you something.”

It’s not a physical appetite you’re trying to curb. Your mind is what bothers you, not your stomach. Your tongue is lonely for familiar tastes.

It was your choice to move across half the world, and you don’t regret it. You’ve made great memories here, many of them with Shoto.

It just gets lonely sometimes.

Your friends and Shoto have never let you doubt that you’re loved, but there are things they can’t understand, no matter how hard they try. They do try, though.

Shoto calls your mother for nearly an hour every week. It used to be to get to know you and the place you came from better, but from the snippets you overhear now, it’s devolved to gossip and grocery shopping tips.

She’s the reason he knows what you’re making as he peers over your shoulder and dips a spoon into it, so much more refined than you. Rich brat, you think, but there’s so much fondness in it.

He makes a noncommittal hum as the flavor hits his tastebuds. You can’t tell if it means he likes or dislikes it, though he wouldn’t have a frame of reference for what its supposed to taste like anyways.

“Isn’t it supposed to be more salty?”

Or not.

Your mother really had rubbed off on him. It’s endearing, even through the haze of your frustration. You give him a wan smile and wipe your hands off on your apron. It’s late and you’re tired. There’s no point in trying another batch tonight.

He looks adorable with his hair in clips you bought him. It makes you feel a bit better about your failure as you lean in to kiss a tiny spot of sauce off the corner of his mouth. He’s not always as perfectly well-mannered as he tries to be, not in the comfort of your home, and you love him for it.

“I’ll try again tomorrow,” you tell him. “Let’s go to bed.”

You don’t have to explain it for him to grasp what’s going on. He knows without words, but he doesn’t say anything. Instead, he helps you wash up and lets you tug him back to your shared mattress.

If you can’t go home, Shoto resolves to be home for you.

It’s harder to keep a secret than he thought it would be. He’s not used to hiding things from you, not when you’re the person it’s easiest for him to be completely relaxed around. His fear of being found out doesn’t stop until you go to work, completely unaware of what he has planned for tonight.

You come home earlier than he expected you to. He scrambled to hide it at first, then realizes that even with all the new muscle he’s developed as a pro hero, he’s still not bulky enough to cover the entire table. Instead, he goes for a shaky “Surprise?”

He doesn’t mean for it to come out as a question, but it does.

You survey the kitchen, eyes wide. He tried the best he could, but some things aren’t quite right. He burned the main dish, and the dessert is just a little on the side of too sweet. But he tried.

He hopes you’ll be able to tell.

The way you’re examining his offering is making him nervous. The fear that you might not like it genuinely scares him, but he doesn’t expect you to burst into tears.

“I miss it,” you cry. He rushes past the kitchen island to get to you, bruising his hip on the counter.

“I know,” he frets, his hands fluttering over you. They’re uncertain, wishing they knew where to touch you to make the pain stop. If he could, he’d take it all away. “Here, have a bite.”

In desperation to stop your tears, he shoves a spoon in between your teeth, but he’s clumsy in his hurry. It’s too big of a bite, leaving you choking as you try to swallow. Now even more concerned, he rushes to bring you a glass of water.

How did his gesture of love go so wrong when he meant so well?

At some point, he realizes that the hysteric little gasps you’re making have changed from tears to laughter. You’re laughing - and it’s at him.

He frowns. “I was trying to be nice, you know.”

Even grumpy, when you open your arms for a hug, he draws closer, ever enticed by the promise of a cuddle. “You ridiculous man,” you say, unable to stop laughing. “I love you.”

You kiss his forehead.

“I love you.”

You kiss the bridge of his nose.

“I love you.”

He stares at you, wary. “You’re not upset?”

“You’re the love of my life,” you tell him honestly. “Now, please, can we eat the meal you put so much effort into?”

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midnight-on-pluto · 2 years

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Only One Bed | Shoto Todoroki

✰ Pro-hero! Todoroki x reader, aged up characters

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Rain pattered on the hood of the taxi. It was dark, the only light coming from the two lights outside the motel. I was tired, for the past two weeks I’d spent my time tracking down a villain with Todoroki, one that proved to be a bit of a pain in my ass.

Todoroki was tired, I felt his fatigue all to well right now. I was relieved when he suggested finding a place other than our cold, and now probably wet, hideout. He paid the taxi fare while I gathered our belongings, dragging them inside. I heard him thank the driver, giving him a respectful bow, before he followed me into the motel.

I stood by our items while Todoroki got us a room. I saw him argue a little with the front desk, then sullenly walk back to me. He held up one room key, and I could see a slight dusting of pink on his cheeks.

“There’s only one room,” he started. I shrugged, but he spoke again. “It’s only one bed...”

I felt my cheeks burning too now, “there’s nothing else?” I asked.

“They don’t have any other rooms, all full. I asked about a cot or matress, but they don’t carry any here.” He explained.

Although it wasn’t ideal, it was still better than our hideout and we were already here, so after some awkward exchanging of words, Todoroki picked up the luggage and brought it to our room.

We had come to a deal, we sleep here for the night, and never speak of it again. We were adults now, Pro Heroes in fact, so this should be nothing.

I changed first, using the bathroom and brushing my teeth. I usually slept in less clothing, but tonight I pulled on pyjama pants and a soft crew neck sweater.

Todoroki went afterwards, changing into his own boxers and a shirt. He was blushing when he came out, and his shirt lifted up slightly when he reached his arm up to scratch the back of his neck.

“Uuhh,” his voice was soft, slightly shaky. “I hope you don’t mind, I usually get warm during the night.”

I nodded before slipping underneath the covers. “It’s okay, let’s just get some sleep and then forget about this by tomorrow night.”

He chuckled a bit and made his way over to me. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” He asked.

I nodded and then turned out the light once he was under the covers. “Good night, Shouto.”

“Good night, Y/N.”

Slowly sleep came to me, my mind foggy and forgetting the whole situation. When I’d woken up, suddenly I felt hot.

A large arm was wrapped around my body, and I had found myself pressed tightly up against someone. I felt soft breathing on the nape of my neck, and I felt the urge to turn and look at my sleeping partner.

I wouldn’t lie, I did think about waking up this way. Shouto had been a good companion and he was an amazing hero, not to mention he was attractive. I tried to brush the thoughts away and wiggle out of his grip.

Once i was free, still laying next to him, I looked back. His eyes were close shut, split hair was messy and spots of white had been infected with the strands of red that reflected. I felt myself smile, and reach a hand out to touch him.

It wasn’t meant to happen, but I felt my hand brush the strands of red back onto their side, then my palm traveled to his cheek.

“You have soft hands,” I heard him say. My eyes grew wide, cheeks tinted with embarrassment as his eyes opened. A small smile made its way to his lips when I yanked my hand away from him.

“Sorry,” I whispered. “I didn’t mean to, it’s just the strands they were….” I trailed off as I saw his eyes open.

“Can I tell you something?” His arm traveled back to my waist. I nodded, subconsciously moving myself closer to him.

“Anything,” My eyes flickered to his lips.

“You’ve been my partner for years,” he started. “Our agencies have teamed up on multiple missions, more than any other agency.”

I looked back up at his eyes.

“There’s a reason for that,” he spoke calmly. “It’s because despite the way my heart pounds and I can’t focus while you’re around, I just can’t stop thinking about you. When I’m on a mission, on the train, even when I sleep.”

“Todoroki,” I whispered. “Whyre you telling me this?”

“Because, even though we’re just partners, I needed you to know. If this makes you uncomfortable, we can stop, just say the word.” It was his turn to look at my lips. “But Y/N, I’ve wanted to kiss you since we were students at UA, and I really want to kiss you now.”

I closed the distance, bringing his lips to clash with my own. His arm pulled me closer and my own hand touched up his stomach.

After a few seconds, he pulled away. His hand gripped my waist, eyes still closed and lips slightly parted.

“I’ve waited a while to do that,” I told him, a soft chuckle leaving my lips. I saw a smile creep onto his face and his eyes opened finally to look at me.

“Me too,” he said. “You still want to forget about this by tonight?”

“Definitely not.”

it’s been a while since i’ve published but i’m trying to get through some of my drafts! take this in the meantime :)

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keikiri-kitten · 1 year

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𝐃𝐞𝐤𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐊𝐩𝐨𝐩 𝐈𝐝𝐨𝐥

a/n: this is all i can think about right now, but this is brainrot about deku being a kpop idol! feel free to add more to it! and I can add more parts because this is my favorite thing right now like him during variety shows, seasons greetings, holidays, going back to japan and etc!

trainee

☆ he's a japanese trainee that was the talk of the town. he's got fans and even other idols talking about him. one of the most hardworking trainees. the teachers and fans of other idols in his company seen his determination and cheered for his success. he was accepted into his company at the age of sixteen

☆ he's known for his unique voice, but when he first gotten accepted into the agency, he had two left feet. it was a little inside joke among the fans of the trainees. though the more he trained the better he got with his dancing. he's still no main dancer, but he was becoming more confident in the monthly evaluations.

☆ in fact, he worked so hard to debut, debuted idols of his company when asked about him, recall seeing him through the training room doors practicing late at night. there was no way he wouldn't be on stage if he somehow made a way to korea.

☆ fans from time to time could spot him with his fluffy green hair and tired eyes walking from the convivence store with quick meals and would take a video. if anyone has seen grumpy deku, it's this little and consistent group of fans. a slouched over deku with a baggy hoodie and loose basketball shorts shuffling back to his agency at around noon.

☆ when he first came to korea, he knew very little korean. he was mainly speaking in japanese and found himself becoming close with other japanese trainees. so while he was getting training in singing and dancing, he spent a good portion of his day learning korean so he can be fluent for his future fans. even to this day, he has a pretty thick japanese accent; the fans think it is really cute to hear him speak.

☆ when he found out he was going to debut, he found out the same day as the rest of the kpop world. everyone who was interested in the future of his company's trainees were watching a youtube video that contained a compilation of reactions from various members of his upcoming boy group. the day the video was filmed was the day it was released into the world

debut

☆ debuted in a six member boy group with a cool and fresh concept that everyone seemed to appreciate and is still well received. he debuted at the age of eighteen and is still not the youngest member. the youngest member was seventeen at the age of their debut.

☆ his stage name is deku-- but with fan posts, they still refer to him as izuku. his personality is still the same as it was during any trainee video logs; very cheery and positive. though he's a bit sarcastic and nonchalant when he sees his four dimensional members getting wild

☆ they are absolutely considered monster rookies in their first year of their debut and when you buy their albums, you are sure to get a thick box with every comeback filled with the album, photocards, and a thick little book filled with album credits, lyrics and concept pictures of the members. every music show they are invited to, they win. they only way they won't is if they are competing against a well established idol/idol group.

☆ his company loves to dress him up in breathable, baggy street fashion for live stages and photoshoots. it's rare you will see him in anything that's considered sexy or over exposed. it's not his style either

☆ expect every first of the month for deku to go live and talk about what he did over the past month and encouraging his fans for the rest of the month to come

☆ loves making little vlogs for the fans that he will upload to the groups youtube page every now and then showcasing interesting, new things that his group is doing at the time like going to award shows or traveling for concerts

☆ when final exam time comes for international and korean students, he will film a little vlog of himself studying korean and any languages he wants to learn so he connect with his fans. the fans can watch this or listen so they don't feel like they are studying alone

☆ loves to post pictures to instagram. sadly, you're barely getting any selfies. he's sharing little doodles and what he's eating or drinking. if he is going to post a selfie, he's most likely got a mask on to not be recognized. the other times you can actually see his face is when he is done with a live stage and it's a full body picture

☆ post videos of himself dancing every blue moon for his fans and to track his progress-- the fans eat it up every time and they won't stop talking about for MONTHS

solo debut

☆ when it is time for him to debut on his own-- IT IS SO GOOD. his concept colors for his solo is white and green. imagine this baby in white overalls, white crewneck and a white bucket hat with lime green paint splatters all over the apparel. it's supposed to look messy and fun. his makeup is meant to be a little sexy though. though his eyes are already green, they put brighter green contacts on him and give him a forest green smoky eye. his ears are littered in piercings and his fingers are crowded with rings.

☆ he comes back once every summer with a slightly different but still fresh and bright style. you'll either get a single or a mini album with three to five songs every comeback

☆ his first music show win, this boy is in tears, ruining his makeup and everything. he's thanking his fans in korean and japanese. this is not his last music show win!

☆ his debut dance is so good, people even made a little trend out of the steps he does during the chorus!

award season with deku

☆ THIS-- THIS is when you all get to see sexy deku. everyone knows when it is time for the MAMA awards or the gayo daejeon and daejejeon is when all the idols really show out. he has two outfit changes, one to perform with his group and one to promote his solo. he's got the sexy apparel with his group. his solo is still fun and more interactive with the crowd. everyone is shocked to see him look so different. his aura is darker and more alluring rather than the chipper deku everyone is used to seeing

☆ for award season, he's dancing harder, his hair is styled differently (he probably grows it out), his jaw is more chiseled-- he went all out for this moment, the camera is drawn to him the whole time. especially for his solo performances? the crowd goes absolutely insane, the idols watching all of this commotion are SHOCKED or are dancing with him and the fans. just wait for the videos fans film of other idols jamming to him and his groups music

☆ deku wins best new solo artist and his group wins best new boy group! they really made waves their first year!

#deku #all for birdie #deku headcanons #mha #kpop #bnha deku #midoriya izuku #izuku mydoria #deku fluff #izuku fluff #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #my hero academia fluff #boku no hero academia fluff #midoriya headcanons

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Can you do bakugou and midoriya with a jealous s/o? Preferably, s/o jealous over a fellow fem!classmate? Lots of angst then fluff at the end! Thank you so much!!!

Angst and fluff is the best combination.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Fem!Reader x Izuku Midoriya

Tags: fluff, angst, developing relationship, jealousy, confession, poly relationship, kissing, flirting, cuddling

A/N: Having them as boyfriends would give you whiplash.

You noticed when you were training together that your heart rate spiked when Bakugou and Izuku talked to other girls

And it wasn't in the fluttering way that it beat when you'd catch Izuku looking at you in class, or when Bakugou would toss you a playful wink

It was a painful, aching, burning sensation deep within your chest

Bakugou kept looking at you, leaning into your space, thinking there was something going on, you were more flustered then usual and he needed to know why

Izuku on the other hand offered to talk to you, he cares for all of his classmates so when he sees you feeling down he wants to cheer you up

The only problem is that he doesn't realize that you only want his company, well his and Bakugou's, not anyone else right now

When you're done with training and you see both of them being fawned over, being complimented and touched

It's silly, you're not dating either one of them but your emotions well up so much that you unleash your Quirk by accident, catching everyone's attention including that of Izuku and Bakugou

Embarrassed you run away, crying as you run, but not before your eyes meet both of theirs

They're just as confused as everyone else is but they take off after you, not wanting to leave you

Izuku wants to comfort you, Bakugou wants to know what the hell has been happening with you lately

They find you in your room, sitting in the corner of the room, eyes puffy and red from crying and embarrassment combined

Izuku immediately goes to your side, not touching you yet because he knows full well what it's like when you lose control of your Quirk and he doesn't want to do anything to set you off

Honestly you don't wanna talk to anyone right now, and just having your two crushes there is a lot

Part of you is happy because it means they clearly care, but another part is scared that you're gonna do something to push them away and mess up your friendship

It takes both you and Izuku off guard when Bakugou steps up and pulls you into a kiss

You moan in surprise, face heating up more then his flames

He pulls away, looking at you, his own face red and burning as he lets you fall back to your knees

Izuku is flabbergasted by what he just saw, and a little angry because Bakugou kissed you first

While he had no idea that you like him, he liked you

Bakugou knew you like him, he wanted to wait, but he was never the most patient guy to begin with or good with comfort so he did the only thing he knew, to distract you

Maybe a kiss was the wrong move, but he didn't know what else to do to comfort you, he's not good with feelings like Izuku

Speaking of him, he now has one hand around your shoulder, staring at Bakugou, protectively curled toward you

You throw your arms around him and bury your head in his uniform, making Bakugou think he really messed up

He starts to walk away when you yell after him and ask him to hug you

You need both of them right now, you want them both with you

The two rivals and friends exchange looks, not sure how to handle this situation but they both know they wanna make you feel better

You feel their warmth, their arms embracing you, Bakugou's lips on your neck

Feeling the urge to make things even you kissed Izuku, much more softly then Bakugou kissed you, waiting for him to press into you

After you calmed down, being kissed by them here and there, your neck, your hands and your wrists too, you wanted to talk to them about what was happening with you

You finally felt confidant enough to confess to them, and really at this point they both already knew but you still wanted to say it, to have closure on that and move on together with them both by your side

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thatnewweeb · 19 days

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Bakugo Katsuki was always insecure about his hands, even if he’d never admit it.

At the start of your relationship, whenever you walked anywhere together, he’d shove his hands deep into his pockets, never giving you any chance to grab his hand.

They’re very rough, they have to be to withstand his Quirk, and he thinks you would hate it. They aren’t comfortable to hold, they might even hurt a little.

Even worse is his overactive sweat glands on his palms. The thought that you might grab his hand and be disgusted by what you felt scared him.

When you asked to hold hands, he told you he didn’t want to, that it was uncomfortable, that he didn’t like any kind of public affection, any excuse to get out of letting you touch his hands.

You always thought it was strange though. After all, he had no problem holding your hand on the way back to the locker rooms after training, even though that was just as public, and surely he would find that uncomfortable too. Sometimes he’d even hold your hand while on dates after coming back from the bathroom.

It took a while for you to realise that he would only hold your hand when he had just cleaned his hands, or if he was wearing thick gloves. When that realisation finally hit you, you figured out why he wouldn’t hold your hands often, even when it seemed clear he wanted to.

After that realisation, you quickly grabbed his hand before he had chance to stuff it into his pocket after class, on the walk back to your dorm building.

He immediately tried to pull his hand away, afraid of your reaction, but you just held on, smiling up at him, acting completely casual. When he realised you weren’t saying anything, he let himself relax a little, but he stays tense.

You talk just like normal on the way back to the dorms, making him relax even more, enjoying having your hand in his, like he’s been wanting since the start.

When he understands that you don’t care about his hands being the way they are, he relaxes completely.

From that day on, he’s constantly got your hand in his.

#bakugo #bakugou #bakugou katsuki #my hero academia #mha #my hero academia fanficiton #mha fanfiction #bakugo katuski #mha bakugou #bakugou x reader #bakugo drabble #katsuki bakugo x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha #boku no hero academia #bakugo x reader #bakugo fluff #bakugou fluff

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justauthoring · 20 days

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jerk.

because bakugou katsuki is a jerk but he's also unfortunately your soulmate.

a/n: wooooooohhhhh i love soulmate aus so much omg

pairing: bakugou katsuki x f!reader

part two.

You’ve known he was your soulmate from the first day at U.A.

When he’d bumped into you, steaming with anger in that way he regularly was and had spat at you; “move it, extra, or i’ll make you” – and you’d known then because those were the words written across you hip since you’d turn five and it had manifested with your quirk.

Because that was how the world was. Nowadays, it was odd to find someone without a quirk and even harder to find someone without a soulmate and you’d grown up your whole life having those awful words written on your skin. Had grown up knowing that for whatever reason, the soulmate you’d been given didn’t say warm, intimate words to you or even just simply generic words. Your friends had always had such nice sentences from their soulmates, with pretty words or a happy greeting.

And in yours you’d been called an extra.

Whatever the hell that meant.

You’ve never been excited to meet your soulmate. Not once. Not when you were five, or eight or twelve or when you started noticing people in a way you hadn’t before, more romantically. Not when you started maturing and growing up. Those words glared at you every time you stared at them and you didn’t want a single thing to do with your soulmate.

Not ever.

That is only doubled when you realize who your soulmate is. Maybe there was always a small part of you that hoped the words were misunderstood; you’d make scenarios up in your head about how those words could be teasing or even just a misunderstanding.

When they’re spat at you by an intimidating blonde man that looks like there’s actual steam pouring from his ears, with piercing red eyes that cut into you like you’d done some horrible thing to deserve his anger… you understand then that they weren’t teasing and they aren’t a misunderstanding. They’re cruel and they’re mean and dismissive and hurtful and every horrible thing piled together by a man who is even worse beyond just his first words to you.

So you make it your goal that he never finds out you’re his soulmate in return.

You avoid him. Desperately. You’re barely a person in his own head so it isn’t all that hard to do. Even as the rest of the class grows closer and bonds, it seems Bakugou is just as content to ignore everyone else as you are to be ignored by him. Sure, some worm their way into his heart, like Kirishima or Midoriya and Shoto, but nobody else really seemed to matter. At least, you didn’t. You had the same friends, you were in the same class, and eventually, you ended up sleeping in the same building.

You saw him everyday. You ate in the same kitchen and relaxed in the same living room. You trained in the same gym and overall, were consistently near each other. But you didn’t speak to him and he’d never tried to speak to you after that first day. Months pass and it continues on this way and you’re sure he doesn’t even know what your name is.

Or that you really even exist.

And you’re happy with that.

Content.

Because while the idea of a soulmate was romantic and heartwarming and something you dreamed about, him being your soulmate sounds horrible.

And it was best he just never even knew.

He was so focused on becoming number one, you’re not sure he even cares about finding his.

Which is fine. Works better for you in the end.

“Y/L/N and Bakugou. You two are teamed up for combat practice today.”

You freeze at Aizawa-sensei’s words, body tensing as your eyes instantly shoot towards Bakugou. He’s already looking at you, brows furrowed and eyes narrowed as he lets his eyes drag across you; it’s clear he’s assessing you. Maybe trying to remember your name or if he’s ever seen you before.

It wouldn’t surprise you if he was.

Somehow, in all your months of being in the same class as Bakugou, you’ve never once been partnered up with him for anything. You think once you may have been put in a group with him, but that was with several others so it'd been easy enough to avoid him.

One on one though? That was going to be harder.

Way harder.

“Good luck,” Mina calls from beside you, squeezing your shoulder before she moves to meet up with her partner; it looks like she’d gotten Jirou. Lucky.

Watching everyone else disperse tells you that you can’t just stand there like an idiot anymore. You take a deep breath, ignoring the nerves that course through you as you make your way over to Bakugou. As you make contact with him again, you realize he’s not moving; obviously he expects you to come to him.

Jerk.

When you reach him, the two of you just stare at each other and since you’re certainly not going to speak first, there’s a moment of awkward silence before Bakugou grunts; “ready?”

You nod and he isn’t confused by your silence so the two of you walk off to an open area in the gym. He stands across from you, gives you a look and then is racing towards you. You’re not sure why Aizawa-sensei teams you up with Bakugou because your quirks definitely don’t mesh well together and it’s clear Bakugou is stronger, but you’re able to hold up well enough on your own.

You even manage to land a hit on Bakugou once that clearly surprises him and you take it as a win.

And a little payback for being such an ass.

Then, when the class is over and you’ve promptly been knocked on your ass in return, you’re surprised to see a hand stretched out in front of you, invitingly. You blink, eyes drifting upwards only to meet Bakugou’s as he stares down at you. He’s not smiling and he doesn’t look all that friendly, but he nods his head in recognition.

“Good job.”

The words are such a shock your brain short circuits for a minute. Not only are the words the nicest thing you’ve ever heard Bakugou say (which is saying a lot) but his voice wasn’t gruff or aggressive like it normally is–it was… soft, almost? Maybe not soft but… normal. Just… calm.

Your heart is lurching at the sound before you even realize and then you’re pushing yourself up to your feet, basically smacking his hand out of the way and running out of the room without another word.

After that, Bakugou doesn’t seem to leave you alone.

He’s everywhere.

And not everywhere in the way he had been before. He’s not there in passing or just across the room from you, he’s asking to train with you or deliberately making sure he’s the only one left for you to partner with. He seems to always be in the kitchen when you want to eat or in the living room when you want to vedge after a long day.

He’s constantly there.

Not to mention, gone are his glares or looks of indifference. He’s always looking at you, making sure you know he knows you’re there; even if the two of you are in class or with a group of classmates. He makes note of acknowledging you. The others seem to notice too because the girls start asking what you did to get Bakugou’s attention and you promptly tell them you have no idea.

Of course, they don’t know Bakugou’s your soulmate so they don’t really get the scope of your panic. And it’s not that you don’t trust them, especially after all you’d been through as a class, but more because the less that knew, the less likely Bakugou was to know.

But now? Now it was getting hard to avoid him and it was even harder not to say something without it looking obvious why you weren’t.

You were promptly fucked.

You are able to stall it for all of two weeks before you’re cornered by Bakugou.

“Do you think I’m stupid?”

Your wide eyes fall on him, not only shocked by his presence but panicked by his words because there were few things a sentence like that could mean.

A quick glance around tells you there’s no way to get past him without Bakugou being able to block him and since it had already been made clear that he was in fact stronger than you, you knew there was no escape. Everyone else was gone since you’d snuck out of training to grab a bite to eat and it seemed like Bakugou had snuck out the same to follow you.

So yeah, you were screwed.

Bakugou lets out a huff at your silence and he takes another step towards you, further crowding you and you swallow thickly when he steps into your personal space. You move to walk back but then your back is pressing against the wall of the kitchen and Bakugou is completely shrouding you, it's hard to look anywhere but at him.

“Do you think I don’t know why you won’t speak to me?”

Inhaling sharply, you turn your head to the right, determined to avoid his steely red eyes that feel like they’re piercing into your very soul. You focus on the handle to the cupboard to your right and try to ignore the growl he lets out in response.

He takes another step forward and suddenly he’s inches apart, close enough you can feel his breath drift across your skin, warm to the touch.

“It wasn’t hard to figure out after you ran from me that day when we were partnered up,” Bakugou continues. “Especially when I started to realize you’ve never talked to me. And then? Avoiding me for the last two weeks? It’s not hard to figure out.”

You halt, freezing, waiting for the words—

“You’re my soulmate.”

You refuse to look at him. You won’t look at him.

Maybe if you just ignore him, he’ll go away. He’ll just… leave. He doesn’t like being ignored, that much you’ve gathered and so if you just refuse to–

Suddenly his hands are on your arms and his chest is against yours and he’s way too close. “Hey,” he huffs, “look at me.”

You don’t listen. Even as you tense beneath his grip, you refuse to do anything, to give him any sort of reaction. If you give him a reaction, he’ll get what he wants. And you’re not thinking straight. You need to just wait, wait until he’s bored and then you can think—figure this out because surely–

“Y/L/N,” he calls and you’re surprised he even knows your name, “look at me. Hey. I’m right, aren’t I? Why else wouldn't you fucking looking at me.” You continue to remain silent and Bakugou lets out a low growl. “Fucks sake. I’m not leaving until you say something so you might as well—”

“—I’m not saying anything to you because you’re a jerk!”

Well, that certainly could’ve gone better.

The words leave your lips before you even realize you’ve said them. The second you’re done, your chest is heaving and you finally turn your head, eyes snapping to Bakugou’s, fearing his reaction at your rather blunt and rude words.

But, a second later, instead of being angry like you’d expected, Bakugou starts… laughing.

You’re not sure you’ve ever seen the boy laugh, certainly not that genuinely. His lips are parted and his eyes have squeezed shut and the laugh that leaves his lips is pure and genuine and loud and it’s so unlike anything you’ve ever heard from him you’re stunned stupid as you stare back at him with your lips left parted, jaw slacked.

As his laughter fades, Bakugou meets your gaze.

“I’ve been waiting to hear those words for years,” he starts, still smiling–actually smiling this time. Not a smirk. But an affectionate grin. “Wasn’t sure what I did to deserve those words, but it seems fitting.”

Blinking, once, twice, you sputter, snapped out of your stupor. “I–I… You jerk!”

“I think we’ve established that already, babe.”

You barely even notice the nickname. If it wasn’t for the way your heart races at the sound, you’re sure your stupefied mind wouldn’t have caught it because seriously, what the hell?

“You… this is exactly why I didn’t want to say anything!” You cry out, not sure if you’re defending yourself for him or more for yourself. Why are you even defending yourself? And what against? “You’re insufferable. And rude. And cocky. And a jerk.”

Bakugou just snorts. “What are your words?” He asks, smile fading slightly as his expression turns more serious; almost solemn. Regretful. “Must’ve been bad if you had to avoid me.”

You’re surprised by the guilt in his tone, but it gives you the confidence to answer. “‘Move it, extra, or I’ll make you’,” you mumble, fiddling with your hands. “You said it the first day we started here at U.A.”

“Shit,” Bakugou curses, running a hand through his hair. “So you’ve been avoiding me for months?”

Your eyes flick to his before lowering and that gives him his answer.

He shifts. “L-Listen… uh, sorry about… about cornering you like this.”

Blinking, you tilt your head up. You’re shocked to see a red tinge to his cheeks.

“I just needed to know,” he finishes explaining. “And I’m sorry about that shit I said to you. My soulmate doesn’t deserve that crap but I can’t take it back, so I’ll just make sure I make up for it.”

You’re positive now that you’re hallucinating this whole thing.

“What?”

He blinks down at you at your screech before smirking.

“Well, I mean, as we get to know each other,” he says, like it’s obvious. “I’m shit with words but I’ll try for you. I'm good with showing though,” and he looks a little too pleased with himself.

But you can barely focus on the very blatant meaning of his words, you're still trying to catch up. “You…” and you hesitate, not sure if you’re hearing this correctly. “You want to get to know me?”

And he looks at you like you’re dumb.

“Duh,” he shrugs, “you’re my soulmate.”

“What about being number one?”

“What about it?” he argues, shaking his head. “That’ll still happen. You think I can’t do that while also dating you?”

Your eyes widen; “dating?”

“Yeah,” he says, again like you’re dumb. He takes a step towards you, once again closing the gap between you and his hands falling on your waist, pulling a gasp from your lips at the touch that causes him to smirk, as if proud. “You’re my soulmate. Of course we’re going to date.”

“I barely know you!”

“That’s why we’ll get to know each other.”

You just stare up at him.

“You really are insufferable,” is what you manage to say in the end, exasperated. Your shoulders fall and your body sags but you don’t pull away from his touch and even if you’re not fully aware of it, you’re pretty sure you end up leaning into him.

“You’ll learn to love it,” he shrugs, still grinning. “Now, let’s go back to training. We need to work on your defense.”

Blinking, you turn to him as he shifts the both of you, guiding you forwards. “Hey!”

“What,” he shrugs down at you. “It’s true. You were barely able to block my hits when we fought.”

You can’t find the words to say so you simply let him lead you along, trying to ignore the way his hands make your skin tingle and your heart race. Or, really, the way that despite everything, you really don’t mind.

If anything, you actually like it.

Fuck—he really is a jerk.

#my hero academia #mha #mha x reader #bnha #bnha x reader #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff

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dumbseee · 1 month

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oh shit.

pro hero!bakugo who has a crush on you.

pro hero!bakugo katsuki x idol!reader.

genre: fluff

- the first time bakugo agreed to do an interview was because todoroki and izuku were also there. the top three heroes were asked all sorts of questions before the journalist finally asked thee question. "so~ you guys are so private, we don’t really know much about you. so let’s get to know our top three heroes! first question, who is your celebrity crush?" she asked, a smirk on her lips as she looked at the three heroes in front of her. izuku blushed, fumbling with his answer, todoroki crossed his arms on his chest, saying that he had no time for that kind of stuff, and bakugo scoffed, crossing his legs on the small table in front of them. "celebrity crush? do you have other shitty questions or are we done?" he glared at the interviewer who nearly melted on the spot. izuku elbowed his friend and offered an awkward smile to the poor woman. "but aren’t you a big fan of y/n? i heard you sing her songs under the shower, one time." shoto chimed in, face blank. "what?! no! what are you saying ice hot?! i’ll fucking crush your face, come here!" bakugo jumped from his seat and had to be restrained by izuku and a few security guards, meanwhile shoto sat there, wondering what he did wrong this time.

- the interview went viral, with everyone making fun of the mighty dynamight and his little crush on you. he nearly sent shoto to the moon after seeing all those edits of you and him on social media or your fans calling him the president of the fandom. your fans are even shipping you together! and he’d be lying if he said that he didn’t like it. he actually made a fake twitter and tiktok account where he’d like and favourite every single edit/tweet about you. he’d be smiling and blushing like a high schooler in the dark of his room.

- he has a locked drawer in his room, where he keeps all your albums and merch. he’d literally set on fire whoever manage to open it and discover his little secret.

- he spent hours in front of his phone, the screen showing your dm page on instagram, he wanted to dm you so bad. make the first move and try to get close to you, but bakugo was a coward, as funny as it sounded, bakugo was very intimidated by you. he ended up throwing his phone away, he’d try again tomorrow.

- one day he got called for an incident involving a woman and someone who tried to break into her house. nothing major so bakugo went alone, imagine his shock when he saw that the victim was you and the man was your stalker who’s been following you and harassing you for months. he immediately saw red and grabbed the man, slammed him to the ground and threatened to shove a bomb down his ass if he moved. "are you okay?" when you saw dynamite arrive from your window, you immediately ran outside, since you felt safe with the hero around. you hugged yourself and nodded, looking down at the shaking man, but bakugo didn’t believe you. soon enough, police arrived to arrest the man and everyone left, leaving you alone with bakugo. "he’ll leave you alone now, i’ll make sure of it." he smiled gently, putting a hand on your shoulder you forced a smile but slowly lost it when you saw him getting ready to leave. you quickly grabbed his hand and looked at him with pleading eyes, the sight made his heart jump. "please, will you stay with me?" how could he say no?

- bakugo couldn’t get rid of the pink color decorating his cheeks. it was the first time he met his celebrity crush and bakugo wished it was different. he wished he came earlier so you wouldn’t even be aware that your stalker was trying to break into your home. you offered him some food and water but he declined everything, you were getting ready for bed when the incident happened so you were exhausted from practice and rehearsal. you also felt bad for keeping him with you when he was clearly busy or tired from patrolling. "i’m so sorry for bothering you, i know he won’t come back, but i’m still terrified." you played with your hand and felt tears burning your eyes. "don’t. you don’t have to be ashamed for feeling scared, but trust me when i say this, this bastard won’t ever come close to you again." he said it in such a low tone, you thought you imagined it. you nodded and hugged him, which surprised him to no end and also made him as red as a tomato. he didn’t know what to do with his hands so he simply put them around your waist, gently patting your back.

- you fell asleep with the light on, bakugo was sitting on the chair next to your bed and kept his eye on you. he stayed with you till the sun woke up. he noticed every detail of your face, the small freckles decorating your beautiful nose, your long and dark lashes, your full and soft lips and overall your beautiful face. you were, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman bakugo had ever seen in his life. while looking at you, he felt a weird sense of possessiveness and protection wash over him. he wanted to protect you and make sure no one would ever hurt you again.

- when you woke up, you saw a small note on your nightstand, "had to leave for work pretty girl, but don’t worry i’ll see you soon. here’s my number: xxx - xxx - xxx" you didn’t know why but you smiled at his note. of course, you immediately registered his number and sent him a lovely text, thanking him again for yesterday and inviting him for dinner some day. you also signed it "your celebrity crush (;" bakugo almost choke on his coffee when he read your text.

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luxthestrange · 2 months

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BNHA Incorrect quotes #2 EGG-celent

UA Secretary+Assistant Quirkless Y/n...

Secretary!Y/n*Currently looking for a therapist for 1-A in their spare time in your desk*...better make sure to look for one who specializes in anger management for the little chihuahua-

Aizawa*Coming in*Y/n i need the-

Secretary!Y/n*Handing him the freshly printed test sheets*

Aizawa*Blinks and hums taking it*oh also didn't have chance to-

Secretary!Y/n*Already handing him a thermo with fresh coffee with a still warm breakfast egg sandwich in the shape of a cat face, not even looking away from the screen*

Aizawa*Grabbing the breakfast and looking at you*...Marry me?

Secretary!Y/n: I took care of that too, We've been married for the last 7 years~

Aizawa*Sipping his coffee with a hum and slight smirk*Excelent...

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #mha x reader #mha x y/n #aizawa x reader #aizawa shouta #aizawa shouta x reader #aizawa shouta x y/n #aizawa x y/n #bnha fluff #secretary y/n #bnha incorrect quotes #mha incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

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angelwithblackwings · 1 year

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#dabi my hero academia #my hero academia #agere little #age regressive #touya todoroki #boku no hero academia fluff

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earthtooz · 1 year

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fluff with a lot of angst, reader is injured and in hospital for one scene but it's not graphic, lovesick!bakugou

during the many years you’ve loved bakugou katsuki, you have only seen him cry three times.

the first time, you were alarmed. where you fell asleep on the couch awaiting your boyfriend’s return, you did not expect to wake up to the sound of sniffles and the sight of drying tears.

“katsuki? what’s the matter?” you asked cautiously, immediately sitting up to wipe his tears away.

your touch, like a healing balm to the blond, lets you treat him like glass when both of you know he is nothing akin to fragile.

“‘s nothin’,” he gruffly huffs, voice cracking a little.

“if you say so,” you murmur skeptically, knowing better than to prod when it’s bakugou involved.

“were ya waitin’ for me?”

you nod. “i thought we could eat together but- what time is it?”

“almost nine.”

“oh. i thought we could eat dinner together but your patrol must have ended a lot later.”

his heart aches pitifully, worsening when he watches you rub the sleep out of your eyes. “‘m sorry, i didn’t mean to come home so late.”

“it’s okay, i get it.”

“we can still eat together, if that’s okay,” he grumbles, looking away bashfully and missing the way your face brightens.

“that sounds lovely, i’ll go heat up dinner-“

“-no, i’ll do it. it’s my fault for coming home later, i’ll call you when it's done.”

bakugou is out of your sight before you can argue any further. as you watch your boyfriend disappear, you’re left pondering on the couch as to why he was acting so uncharacteristically. did he have a bad day? did something happen at work? was he unable to save someone? that’s can't be the reason, he always-

“dinner’s done!” your boyfriend calls from the kitchen, disrupting your thoughts.

when you asked, it didn't sound like he had a terrible day, in fact it sounds like he had a successful patrol, but you cannot fathom any other reason for his melancholy, but if he’s forgotten about it, then you will too.

but... bakugou doesn’t forget. he still remembers when midoriya first alluded to the inheritance of his quirk from all might, he remembers the night vision goggles kirishima broke when trying to save him that one time, he remembers your favourite things and what makes you happy; he remembers everything.

and he’ll never forget that the tears he shed tonight were over the fact that bakugou will never get to show you how much he loves you.

bakugou katsuki, for the first time, realised just how painfully human he is.

he has a heart that beats for you, limbs that longingly ache to be near you whenever he’s not, a mind devoted to you and a cursed mouth so incapable of expressing it all.

if he could, he would wrestle the night sky to give its stars to you instead because you love stars. you love the stupid things in life that bakugou can't give. he can’t give you everything you could ever want and with that realisation, bakugou discovered just how beatable he was.

you may never know the multitude of bakugou’s love for you, and that fact alone brings him to tears as he gazed upon your sleeping figure on the couch, resting peacefully until his arrival.

the second time, you wake up confused.

the lights in the room are dim, there's a machine beeping intermittently and you think it's a heartbeat monitor but you don't really think too hard about it because your body hurts.

you have to blink a few times to get the blurriness out of your eyes, but you eventually comprehend the sterile walls of a hospital room. then the memories come back one by one, a patrol gone awry, evacuating citizens and... ah, being slammed into a wall back-first by the villain. explains the pain.

then you register the looming figure beside your bed, a pair of widened vermillion eyes gazing into your own with untameable blond hair to match, you can't help the smile from spreading on your face when you see your lover.

"hey," you cough weakly, throat dry and scratchy from lack of use.

next thing you know, bakugou's bulky figure is draped over yours, forehead resting on your chest as his arms gently snake around your torso, bringing you into his chest and pressing himself firmly against you.

you feel him; his relief, his sorrow, his devotion, his painful sobs as he shakes against you and it kills you that the only thing you have the strength to do is run a hand through his hair. you want to kiss him, to tell him that it's okay and that there's nothing to cry about, that you're here and nothing will change that, but you're so very sore and barely in tact.

"don't do this shit again," he threatens weakly and you feel his tears seep through your hospital gown. "you had me so fuckin' worried, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, i can't believe you'd do this to me, do you know how much it sucked to be without you?"

"sorry, katsuki," you whisper and he looks up at you, glossy eyes and quivering lip.

"promise me you'll never do this again."

cupping his cheeks with your hands, there's a rush of deja vu as your thumbs catch his tears. "i don't know how realistic that promise is given that this is my job-"

"-your job is to save lives, not go crashin' into buildings, idiot."

you laugh gently, a stabbing pain making itself known in your gut when you do. your wince doesn't go unnoticed by bakugou, who knows you better than the back of his hand and his heart lurches at the slightest evidence that you're in pain. "still, i won't make promises i can't keep, you know how our jobs are, katsuki."

he frowns, furrowing his brows. "then i'll promise to always be there for you. don't go where i can't."

"that's not realistic."

"watch me."

"okay then, deal."

there are questions you still want answers to, but for now, you'll let the blond continue crying with his ear pressed against your chest.

(you won't ever know about the few days bakugou has spent in your hospital ward, absolutely miserable as he looks upon your gaze with anticipation. he hates how helpless he is, that he can't do anything to rid of this horrible feeling in his chest but wait for you to wake up. he hates that he can't any semblance of peace, he hates the man that love has made him, but most importantly, he hates being without you.

you won't ever know the struggle it was to get bakugou out of your room for even just an hour. midoriya and kirishima had to wrestle him in hopes of getting some proper food together, and yaomomo and todoroki had to literally block the door with various items to prevent his entrance.

you won't ever know how alienated bakugou felt, unable to face your shared home without you in it. without your music playing, without your shoes messily thrown at the genkan, without your comforting presence to return to when all is said and done, there isn't much of a home for bakugou.

you won't ever know how desperately bakugou clung to your hand, fiddling with it whenever he needed a safe haven.

you won't ever know the amount of tears the blond had shed by your side, hunched over your bed, with nothing and no one to comfort him but the sound of the heartbeat monitor.)

the third time, you cry too.

it's your wedding day.

when the news first came out, japan practically roared with excitement and anticipation for the special day that their two favourite heroes would wed. the enthusiasm has not dimmed down even months later, and now, as you're one door away from your lover, you feel it buzzing in your bones.

it all goes by in a blur. one second you're about to trip over yourself in nervousness and the next, you're walking down the aisle with a stunned bakugou failing to keep his composure at the altar. despite the amount of close friends and family around you, all you can see is the love of your life who looks at you with unmatched adoration and affection in those ruby irises of his.

up close, however, all you can see are the tears forming in his eyes, and his first sniffle takes everyone in the room by surprise. no doubt, this is their first and last time seeing their beloved hero cry.

more tears are shed and then, it's just waterworks from practically everyone in the room as bakugou breaks down even more.

thank goodness for a private wedding because you know he is never going to live it down if the press got their hands on this image.

a close friend of yours hands you a handkerchief and you wipe away bakugou's tears with a teasing smile, unable to keep your wobbly laughter at bay as your lover- japan's symbol of victory and heroism, turns to nothing but putty in your hands. he lets you treat him so delicately because you've seen him at his lowest, most shaken, and most unlovable, yet still decided to stay.

"sorry," he apologises as you dab at his tears, words reserved for you and you alone. "you're just so... divine. i can't believe i'm marryin' you."

you feel your first tear roll down your cheek and bakugou catches it before it can go too far, wiping it away.

"such an embarrassin' way to start our wedding," he grumbles.

"embarrassing for the both of us, but memorable no doubt," you try to reason.

"everything is memorable as long as i'm with you."

"such a sap," you whack his shoulder lightly. "have you been saving that line for today specifically?"

"you should wait til the vows. bet mine are better than yours."

"i didn't know you could be a poet."

"only for you."

"well then, i can't wait to find out what else you are, katsuki."

"i'll always be yours."

you laugh, "i'm glad to hear that 'cause i love you."

"i love you even more, i'm crying just to prove it."

"your tears are dangerous."

"yeah well, you're marryin' these tears so."

"like i said, i can't wait."

#don't talk to me abt this. this was so bad #lmk if there are warnings i missed #i'm pretty sure this is gn!reader i mean i'm gender neutral so hey if the shoe fits #bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugo katuski x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha fluff #bakugou fluff #bakugo fluff #bakugo katsuki #my hero academia x reader #boku no hero academia x reader

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celesteleoves · 1 year

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“BACK OFF AND LOOK AWAY.”

ೃ࿐ KATSUKI BAKUGOU X FEM!READER

summary: katsuki HATES when others attempt to ask you out on a date, unless they are himself.

warnings: jealously, protective katsuki, soft!reader, you’re pretty it’s hard for people not to stare! fluff.

a/n: i love me some jealously drabbles. TYSM FOR 300 FOLLOWERS 🤍

no matter how many years katsuki had known you for, he would never be able to get over the suffocating beauty you held, you yourself sometimes didn’t even understand it.

it was in katsukis nature to be protective of those he loved. he was known for his high guard he held around those who he was not fond of, often coming off as intimidating and standoffish. you on the other hand, meant way more to him than anyone else on the planet. (besides his mom, of course)

he simply just could not stand it when someone’s stare lingered on you for too long or a group of childish boys giggled too hard at the sight of you.

with katsukis angry, looming figure beside you, not many dared to come up to you in fear of people crushed to shreds by bakugou katsuki.

today had been different apparently. a boy, around katsukis height (maybe even shorter) had walked up to you at a cafe you and katsuki were frequent customers at.

you sat at your table alone, waiting patiently for your boyfriend who was a bit late to the cafe due to his mother wanting him to help clean up her kitchen, which he groaned about while on the phone with you.

your eyes were focused intently on your phone as you laughed quietly at a post mina had made. it was you and katsuki sitting in the U.A. dorms snuggly on the couch as she captioned it ‘grumpy stole my sunshine.’

your attention was swiftly brought away from your phone as a cough was heard from above you, looking up, you caught eyes with a boy who seemed to look nervous. his eyes were dark and he had a backwards hat on. basically, he looked like a fuckboy.

“hey! um, i was wondering if i could get your number.” he nervously scratched his neck as he turned around slightly. you furrowed your brows and followed his gaze, finding a group of boys sitting in a booth close by, phones out on display as they laughed.

you smiled, “i’m sorry but i’m actually waiting for someone.”

your tone was polite and endearing, hoping to not come off as rude or to embarrass the boy.

your boyfriend, who had been parking while this went on thought otherwise. he was ready to make a scene.

“come on, just let me get your number yeah? the person your waiting for isn’t worth it obviously if they aren’t here on time.” the boy had now leaned over you, practically climbing his way to sit beside you.

you looked at him like he had two heads and he immediately stiffened up.

the boys ears had turned red from embarrassment of being rejected by you – who sat uncomfortably in your seat.

“he is worth it, he’s just running late-” you had barely gotten your sentence out of your mouth when the boy was pulled away from you by his collar and a figure had casted a shadow over you.

“i’m fucking here, who’s this douchebag?” katsuki paused and raised a eyebrow. “let’s keep this civilized, yeah?”

katsuki turned the boy to face him with a scowl as the boy slowly realized you were in a relationship.

“shit, i didn’t realize.” the boy had pulled katsuki’s hand off of him and was starting to back up before katsuki took a step towards him.

“sure, back off and look away from my girlfriend. tell your little group that too.”

the boy nodded and jogged back to his friends that sat in their booth, jaws dropped.

“kats! i’m sorry i should’ve just toughened up like you told me too and rejected him more bluntly..” you sighed as you rethought the whole situation.

katsuki took a seat infront of you and let his expression become soft as he stared into your eyes.

“nah, don’t apologize, y/n. let’s just forget about this and talk about how good you look right now.” katsuki smirked at the end of his sentence as you blushed and laughed while reaching forward grabbing his rough, scarred hand that squeezed yours back tightly.

you knew you could always rely on katsuki.

a/n: heyy. it’s been a while, around like what? a month or so since i last posted :’) IVE BEEN SO BUSY WITH SPORTS, SCHOOL, ETC! i’m back though and will probably write on the weekends because why not? please send in requests for mha (cough cough, my hun bakugou and more!)

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