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emmyrosee · 4 months
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“You’re officially in my way.”
Despite his words, Shinso’s hands settle on your waist comfortably, violet eyes boring up into yours, and a lazy smirk on his cheek as you pout your pretty face down at him, arms crossed over your chest. “Something wrong, baby?”
“Don’t baby me,” you grumble, and he pokes his tongue in his cheek to fight back his snarky remark. “You’re in trouble.”
“Oh I am?”
“You absolutely are.” You let out an angry huff of air as behind you, the movie plays on. He wants to, briefly, look over your shoulder and watch the film to piss you off, but he’s more than happy to play the staring game with you. He chuckles and lets his thumbs run over the meat of your hips, “would you like to tell me why I’m in trouble?”
“The fact that you don’t know is absolutely horrid. Kaminari would never treat me so bad.”
Shinso finally lets out a flurry of laughter, and while he sees the smile that wants to crack on your own cheeks, he knows better than to say anything just yet. He’ll let you pout for just a little bit more. “Okay,” he sighs, letting his eyes glaze over you, “before you dump me for our Pikachu, can’t you give me a hint?”
You huff. He blinks patiently.
With gentle hands, you card his purple locks through your fingers, and he mewls and angles his head into. “Feel good, doesn’t it?” He goes to nod, but is cut off by your mumbled “dickhead,” and soft smack to his head.
Now he huffs. And you blink patiently.
“What?”
“You stopped rubbing my head!” You whine petulantly, shoving at his chest. “I came all the way over here to snuggle, and for my kindness and efforts, you stopped giving me affection to scroll on your phone!”
“I thought you fell asleep!”
“Well I clearly didn’t!”
“Yeah, got that!” He tries as hard as he can to fight the smile that wants to spread on his face, but it’s futile as he rubs the spot softly, his lips creaking up. You stifle a laugh of your own, and he grumbles as he pulls his hand away, “if you lay down again, I’ll give you all the affection you want.”
You pout and nudge his chest, “I just want your undivided attention all the time. I feel like that’s not asking for a lot!”
He snickers some more, “you’re right. I should put the entire of my existence on pause when I’m in your company. Which is most of the damn time.”
Now, you smile, and give him a small kiss in compensation, “good. Glad we’re on the same page.”
“Anything for you.”
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rintarolovebot · 1 year
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HAPPY VALENTINE’S!
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summary — in which your athlete boyfriend decided to take a day off from practice on the day before his big game, to spend valentine’s day with you, the most special person in his life.
author’s note my very very very late valentine’s day post <3 isn’t the best but it works ><
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you were expecting an empty space beside you as you awoke at 7 am in the morning. to see your boyfriend’s arms draped over your waist surprised and confused you.
you wondered if he accidentally slept in.
oh, shit! did he? he’s gonna get an earful from his coach when he gets there..
you shake him awake “rin? love, wake up.”
he stirs awake.. a bit. well, progress.
“you’re late for practice,” you told him. he rubs his eyes as he gets adjusted to the light from your bedroom’s window. your eyes softened while watching him do the things people do on a daily basis but something about watching him do it makes you melt.
he just looks so cute doing normal habits. you already came to a conclusion that you were a simp for your own boyfriend — and it didn’t even bother you.
you are so in love with him. it hurts. you could only hope he feels the same way.
and well, little did you know — he does. even more. he feels more love than what you feel for him.
he fell first. you fell harder. he fell even harder.
when he finally opens his eyes, you smile at him. “hi, good morning. you’re late for practice,” you chuckled mid-sentence.
your hands find its way to his hair as you pushed back his bangs to kiss his forehead. he closes his eyes and exhaled softly.
he feels so much love for you — it makes him want to cry sometimes because he has not never felt this much love in his entire life. and he’s damn sure he would never let anyone take this love he’s feeling from you away.
you two were a thing ever since high school, and now you two are both adults working for a stable life. you two have come a long way in life, and will continue to strive life’s obstacles together.
and he vowed he would always be yours.
“what’re you thinking about?” you asked him when you saw him stare at you. his eyes were soft, full of love and comfort.
he smiles, “just how much i love you.”
you snorted, “well stop thinking about me and get ready. your coach is gonna make you run laps and i’m gonna have to massage your back again because you’re not going to stop bitching about how sore they are,” you joked.
he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to his chest. “you like it when you massage me. don’t deny, babe,” he nudged his face onto your waist.
your hands fiddled with his hair as he continued to rub his face onto your waist. “i have to make breakfast, let go.” he simply just shook his head and tightened his hold on you.
“it’s valentine’s day, baby. let’s stay in bed longer,” he murmured.
so, that’s why he got a day off? for valentine’s day?
“you got a day off to spend valentine’s day for me?” you teased. “the suna rintaro is going soft for me, it seems.”
you could feel his smile as he raised his head to speak his mind. you were expecting a snarky remark but he said, “i did. wanted to spend the day of love with my girl,” he gives a toothy smile when he sees you roll your eyes.
“that’s so cheesy, let go of me,” you said. he went back to his previous position — his face squished against your waist while his limbs were tangled with yours.
the cold temperature from your air conditioning unit while the sunlight peaks through the blinds makes you want to give in to your boyfriend’s wants and stay in bed a little longer.
and boy, did you give in.
you fixed your position and pulled rintaro’s head closer to your chest as he snuggles around your body. you kiss his forehead again before squishing your cheek onto the top of his head.
this is home, you figured.
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additional hi hehehehe
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catboydreamer · 1 year
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summary; scaramouche w/ a partner who’s stronger than they look and just starts lifting shit up in front of him and yeah, he has a...reaction. (im so sorry i am undeniably obsessed w/ scara)
it’s not really a huge deal, scaramouche has always known you can handle yourself well.
something awakens in him when he sees you carrying in boxes; three boxes stacked on top of each other, your head barely peeking out from behind them. he freezes for a second, simply watching. he had no clue you had that sort of strength in you. good to know, though. 
his feelings truly get intense, though, while you’re out and have to carry a group of children to a safer location. you tell scaramouche it won’t be long. 
there are three children on you, one with their tiny hands locked around your neck as their tiny body lays against your back and the other two are hanging around your sides, held closely by you. 
scaramouche huffs despite his feelings. 
“don’t... take too long.” 
while you’re on your way, scaramouche stares after your figure and he cannot stop his own thoughts. he’s allowed to think of you like this but it’s still embarrassing. his cheeks heat up quickly and furiously. he becomes almost angry with himself over it. 
if you can carry so many things breathlessly, you could... hold him too. and not in the way it seems, of course you know how to hold him close. that’s something you’ve already mastered. he knows that. no, it's more of how easily you could lift him off the ground and pulls him to you with nowhere else to go. 
he makes an incoherent but angry noise as his fingers reach to tug at the back ends of his hair. 
it's simply a frustrating but addicting thought. 
now, truly it's up to you and your observational skills if anything happens! 
if you had noticed his gazes and the flustered look that overtook his face before you left, then you would question him about it. just don’t expect a quick answer or one at all. 
scaramouche is stubborn after all, so unless you initiate something now, you won’t even know what it's about until months later. 
he would literally pout and make grabby hands at you one day all of a sudden, probably after a really hard day, and demand, “hold me.”
hopefully you understand he wants you to pull him up and not simply hug him, though if you don’t, he’d become huffy about it. it’s been marinating in his brain for a few months now so if you are oblivious to his /obvious/ feelings, he’s gonna jump on you, now. what’s worse is you don’t even stumble at all and instinctively know where to hold him. it makes him sick. 
he’s so tired, right now, so he doesn’t say anything. he closes his eyes as he finally leans into you and gets what he wants. 
don't ask him about it or else >:). KIDDING he’s used to your antics and little remarks you’ll make. he likes it when it comes from you. 
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thetreefairy · 9 months
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okay so this is a ramble post.
My cats were being adorable and sleeping together on one space. And it was so cute like AH. so have a drabble about that.
Yes this is a drabble for my LOV!family au
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Imagine instead of reader having like telekinesis, imagine reader having a cat quirk.
Like when it developed they got their ears and tail at 4 years old and they can turn into a full cat.
Now toddler reader would just turn into a cat for fun and hug their favorite siblings and make bread while cuddling with their dad and grandpa.
AFO would like totally film you purring and loafing because it is so cute and he could use that to motivate Shiggy.
Shiggy would be a bit jealous if you purr around anyone that isn't him, but he knows it is an instinct and that you can't control it. Especially if someone is hurt.
And sure as a toddler you would jump to high spaces to nap, but not a lot. And you would always get down when asked. And absolutely loves sleeping with their family members because they it gives them comfort.
Now teen reader, they throw a small fit everytime their nails have to get cut, toddler reader would too. But toddler reader wouldn't turn into a cat and hide at a high spot.
Teen reader would, and they won't get down.
Not only that teen reader is much worse than toddler reader when it comes to cuddling, they don't just lie next to them, no teen reader lies on top of them. On their chest, on their shoulders.
Not only that they aren't afraid to climb in the curtains they use their full cat form to like sneak-out.
And they want to play with the LOV like a cat.
Eventually AFO bought a kitten for teen reader and yes they became a mom/child duo. And with that teen reader does calm down, but they are also like more demanding with Shiggy's attention.
AND I CAN JUST IMAGINE THE PUNISHMENTS LIKE, Shiggy would have no issues isolating you and making you eat like a cat. Even if your human sides finds it humiliating, not only that they would chip you and treat you like an animal until you are ready to behave like a good child.
And yes they would separate you from the kitten saying: 'Until you can be a good influence, you cannot be around them.'
Dabi would totally tell you that the only way you can go outside is on a leash in your full cat form
Twice would also absolutely like run around with you and throw you around just for fun, but since you don't like that its a punishment.. Also Toga would groom you and annoy you until you fall asleep or like walk away in an angry huff.
But when you walk away angrily Toga would be like: "Hey! this is your punishment!"
AHHH I ABSOLUTELY ADORE CATS
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thebestgremlin · 3 months
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Dabi isn’t the type of person to fall in love. He thinks it’s just weakness. But when someone gets past all his issues, and sticks around, not for any personal gain. He falls for them hard. If he’s in love with a civilian, he’ll never tell anyone. Not out of shame, but out of fear. If it got out that Dabi was attached to a civilian, villains and heroes alike would storm them to get details and information on Dabi. He’d have two burner phones, one for work, and one for his partner. 
If Dabi falls for a fellow villain, he becomes an absolute menace. He knows his partner could handle any harassment from heroes and villains, so he’d be loud and proud about his love. 
He would be unashamed about PDA during League meetings. Everyone must know that his partner is his and his alone.
On missions with the League, he would get sidetracked just thinking about his partner. 
“Oh this place is nice, I think I’ll bring them here for dinner some time.” Dabi mutters as he stands in a lavish restaurant, filled with the charred corpses of government officials.
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mirukosbitchywife · 1 year
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god i fucking love mom kurogiri like of COURSE he was going to go to TOMURA going to sensei wasn't even an OPTION to kurogiri. like in no universe would he ever ever go to afo instead of tomura. yeah he's a nomu but kurogiri said fuck afo that's my fucking kid i need to be there for him on his big day. i'm like actually so emotional over this
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star-quill · 10 months
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what are ur fav peter headcanons <3
omg giggles i have so many
while i say he's the big spoon, whenever he's upset he will always love being the little spoon. he needs to be taken care of and being held and made sure he's safe is something he loves.
it's a known fact he will have music playing all the time but he also plays it when he's sleeping. not loud, the volume is faintly playing in the room but it helps him sleep easier.
contrary to popular belief, i think he's an excellent cook. he has this special spicy tomato and garlic pasta recipe that he loves making and even makes some garlic bread to go along with him.
he's a whizz with space technology but slap an iphone in front of him and this man will go blank. he's not a great texter but he tries his best. oh, he fucking loves emojis. this one (🕺) is his favourite. he also got teary eyed when he saw the raccoon emoji.
his music taste is still stuck in the 70s/80s but he's gradually becoming accustomed to modern day music too. i definitely feel like he'd enjoy arctic monkeys' new stuff (mainly tbh+c and the car) more so than the old stuff but other than that, he just enjoys what he's listened to his whole life.
he's definitely a sucker for collectibles. like pin badges or posters, especially if they're like vintage style. he frames them and sticks them up on his wall in his room. not all of them match but he kinda likes that.
he's usually just used to taking showers on the ship or on planets if they have to stop for long periods of time so now that he's back on earth, he craves baths. just soaking up and relaxing for a few hours, he's in absolute heaven. and yes he uses bubbles and soaps.
very good at diy. can put a shelf up in less than 5 minutes. doesn't enjoy chores very much but he seems to end up just doing them anyway without any complaints.
loves being active. works out a few times a week, goes for runs, etc. and when he's bored, he'll just take a stroll round the neighbourhood, stopping to talk to anyone he meets on his path. and he will pet all the dogs he sees.
i could go on for hours abt him fr he means so much to me my little babygirl ☹️🫶
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frickingnerd · 1 year
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patching up shigaraki after a battle
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pairing: tomura shigaraki x gn!reader
tags: mentions of scars and wounds, hurt/comfort, healing quirk
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you had a healing quirk and weren't much of a fighter, so the league of villains never brought you along when they were doing anything
however, every time they returned from one of their missions, it was your job to patch them up again
and shigaraki was always your priority, since he was the leagues leader
you always scolded him for coming back with so many wounds and scars
and he always pretended like he hated it when you were worrying about him
but he couldn't deny that he had a little crush on you
he didn't mind getting all those scars, if it meant he could spend a little more time with you
feeling your soft hands on his skin as you took care of him was enough to make him forget the pain he had just felt
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dabihawksluva · 10 months
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Dabi-His Reaction To You Being Drunk
*Gender neutral reader, mentions of drinking, mentions of alcohol (tequila, specifically) reader is drunk, Dabi is amused but also annoyed, concerned Dabi, platonic relationship
Tags: @the-milk-anon
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-Dabi drank, but only on special occasions, like you did
-He takes a while to get drunk surprisingly; shots of tequila are like drinking water for him
-You, on the other hand, tend to get drunk on the lighter stuff, it's kind of pathetic (he thinks you really shouldn't drink at all if that's all it takes)
-But the time you're refilling your glass, he's downing his next shot
-You've only really seen him tipsy, but not flat out drunk (but he's so adorable. He talks more, but he's less apprehensive and slightly friendlier. He still has that hard, cold front though)
-But he doesn't know whether to be annoyed or worried when he sees how drunk you are after three shots of tequila
-He's on his fourth shot already, but his mind is still clear
-You're chattering more than usual, and you're swaying slightly, not to mention that the way you're walking-
-'How- oh, you're such a cheap drunk, I knew it'
-He'll gently but firmly take away the bottle that Shigaraki had somehow supplied, before getting a glass of water for you, keeping an eye on you
-'Let's get you sobered up, alright?'
-He'll bring you to a couch or a spare room, making sure that no one else is coming in, and helping you get settled in
-'Who knew you talked this much when you're under the table, huh?'
-He'll help take off your shoes and jacket, but that's it, you're drunk, he doesn't want to go any further than that
-He's nervous as hell though; what if someone tries to take advantage of you?
-He doesn't exactly trust the other members but he wouldn't NOT deflect a blow for them against an enemy in battle
(Granted, they're the closest thing to a family he has currently but they're still all dangerous people)
-Dabi makes up his mind
-He's sitting nearby, making sure you're alright
-It's a long night, and at some point he dashes to the kitchen to grab a canned pop for caffeine
-He'll pay for this dearly in the morning but if you're at least safe, then that's alright
-You have a headache the next morning, and you're groaning, rubbing your temples
-Dabi looks no worse for wear, but he's glad you're okay (He feels like absolute crap, but no way is he saying anything about that)
-He'll go out and get fast food-French fries and a burger-greasy food to help with your hangover
'Oh, thank you Dabi. This means a lot'
'Yeah, no problem. Anytime'
Toga comes up and starts chatting with you, which he takes as a cue to leave
-He gives you a smile before retreating to his room to sleep, safe in the knowledge that you're okay
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4ngeldusstt · 1 year
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S T A Y
A/N: had this on my drafts and decided to finish it somehow, enjoy!! <3
Word count: 982
Warnings: angst, kidnapping(?, suggestive.
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Being a student in the UA was good, you were in your third and last year, one of the top three best heroes in your promotion, you had your provisional hero license and been working with Hawks in his agency for a year now.
Something was going down, the League of Villains was active again and Hawks made sure to keep you updated with all the information there was even though you were still a student, you worked your way into the Pro Hero world and gained their trust enough for them to count on you in important missions like this.
“Hey Y/H/N, we gotta get going.” Hawks told you as you both got into Best Jeanist’s sports car. “Endeavor is fighting with some of the members of the LOV in some abandoned headquarters, we have to offer support.” They updated you so you would be prepared, you were going to fight against members of the league, but nothing would prepare you for who you were actually going to fight against.
As we got closer to the location you saw the so familiar blue flames escaping out of the building’s broken windows making you curse under your breath, you knew this was going to happen sooner or later, you knew that you at some point would have to fight against your now ex boyfriend that you were still so much in love with, and he knew too.
When we arrived there it was Shigaraki, Twice, Spinner, Mr.Compress and Dabi. As the fight went on any of them had the guts to harm you, they were your friends at one point and still cared for you even if you were not a part of them anymore. You were never a member of the LOV officially, you where just a hero in love with a villain and you spent time with them and they grew to like you.
During that time you realized that they were not bad people, society made you believe that villains equal to bad but they were in fact actually really caring they just had different goals to yours, you learned their stories and background what lead them to be where they are and do what they’re doing, you as an empath had a lot of respect for them and understood their situations, despite the fact that you were a pro hero they didn’t hesitate to listen to you and take you in and welcomed you with kindness. They still had hatred for heroes, you didn’t want to change their vision after all, but you were the exception to them.
You used your quirk against Shigaraki trying not to rise suspicions amongst your comrades. Missing on purpose so you didn’t injure him, remembering all those hours you spent with him playing video games and when he listened to you without complaining as you vented and cried every time you argued with Dabi.
Kurogiri opened a portal out of nowhere meaning they where going to retreat already as more heros made their appearance in the situation. “Y/H/N! Be careful!” You heard Hawks yell in your direction as you felt a hand wrapping around your throat pushing you to the portal without hurting you, only for a deep voice to pull you off of the trance you didnt realize you where in “you’re coming with me baby, I ain’t letting you go that easy this time.” Somehow you felt safe. “I still love you.” Your voice coming out as a bare whisper “and I never stoped loving you princess.” The concerned faces of the pro heros as the LOV took you with them was the last thing you saw before all turned into darkness.
You woke up in a so familiar room that belonged to the boy that was now sitting on the end of the bed, his back facing you. “Why did you do that?” Your voice came out softer than you wanted it to be “The time we where apart fucked me up y/n, I know we agreed to break up but I can’t handle to be away from you, I need you with me.” You were quiet, so he kept talking “So, Shigaraki and I came up with a plan.”
You didn’t know what to feel, you were feeling nothing and everything all at once “Basically kidnapping me.” You said rolling your eyes at his words “Yeah, the plan worked though, you are here with me and these shitty heros won’t suspect from you bettaying them, they just think we kiddnapped you.” He finished the sentence with a proud smile, “But they will be looking for me, they will find me and try to take me back Toya, and you know that.” a hint of sadness could be perceived in your tone, you were the only one that he allowed to call him by his actual name, hearing it come out of your lips again made chills run down his spine, he took seat closer to you, still not locking eyes with you “I know baby, but when the time comes it will be up to you if you want to leave with them or.. stay with me.” His hand was now resting on your thigh, looking down at his own feet not being able to even look at you.
By the time you realized you where sitting on his lap, your arms resting around his shoulders as your lips connected with his, his arms instinctively wrapping around your waist holding you as close to him as he could. "No one will take me away from you.” You whispered feeling him grin against your lips “that’s my girl.” He said in the deep voice that you so much loved making you shift in your favorite seat, feeling his hand forcefully grab your ass as a response. “You’re gonna be the death of me.” He whispered as he devoured you neck.
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ghostbeam · 2 years
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500w, sfw, getting slushies with Dabi in the middle of the night
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“What are you still doing up?”
Dabi’s voice is deep with sleep. He leans against your doorway, eyes moving up your still body spread out on the bed.
“What are you doing in my room?” You question, not moving your gaze from the ceiling as you speak.
He shrugs, “just checking on you.”
He’s always honest in the middle of the night. His words make you shiver, uncomfortable and pleased at the same time. Did he always do this? Visit you in the middle of the night? Did he watch you sleep? Did he touch you, run a hand up your thigh, a thumb over your bottom lip?
“I’m just tired.” You tell him because you are.
“You should go to sleep, then.” He advises, and you roll your eyes.
“Don’t think I can.” You whisper, still looking at your ceiling. You’ve spent the last few hours with your eyes glued above you, the only thing on your mind being the man in your doorway. It’s like you wished him there.
“So,” he begins, “let’s go burn something.”
You finally turn your gaze to him, which had been his plan all along, furrowing your eyebrows at him. You shoot him a look, one that says you most certainly cannot go burn something tonight, and he chuckles, finally entering the room.
With the light of the city and the moon through your window, you finally get a good look at him. His white tank top falls just off his shoulder, his hair a mess from sleep. He’s beautiful with the light against his staples, against the blue of his eyes, and it makes you groan as you turn over in your bed.
The bed dips as he sits down next to you. He runs a bony finger down your back, and you shiver, throwing your pillow at him to hide your reaction.
“Do you want to go get a slushie?” He asks. You finally turn to look at him again, nodding slowly.
You walk to the nearest corner store.
Dabi gets blue raspberry and you get cherry, and he sits down on the curb in front of the store. His long legs stretch out in front of him, an old pair of ripped jeans fit tightly against him, the holes in the fabric exposing glimpses of his scars.
You take a sip from your straw, “I don’t think I like this.”
Dabi looks over at you, your face pulled into a grimace that he finds annoyingly adorable. He shakes his head at you before pulling your cup from your hands and replacing it with his own. You say nothing and take a sip, letting a small smile cross your face at the gesture.
He looks down at you with a close lipped smile, knocking your foreheads together. You push him away, but he’s strong, pulling you back against him with an arm around your shoulders, your slushies pressed between the two of you.
You let him kiss you, then, softer than you expected it to be. You think cherry tastes better on his lips.
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opens-up-4-nobody · 2 years
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I just... desperately want them to be a family
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the-wild-nerdy-gay · 9 months
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What happens when you get burned
Izuku Midoriya x (gn)reader
I decided to write a little hurt comfort piece that came to me while I was in the shower. Am I working on this instead of my drafts? Maybe but shut up okay. I have to write this before it leaves me. Also I am writing this on my phone because my laptop is ancient and being a pain in the ass.
This takes place in an AU where UA is a university. Reader and Izuku have been together since reader’s third/final year and Izuku’s second year. They live together and reader is a pro hero working under Mirko and Izuku is in his third and final year. Mirko and reader have a strong mentor and student/slightly maternal relationship. Reader also has a quirk based off of a honey badger but it isn’t super described.
Warnings: hurt/comfort, vague descriptions of violence, mentions of blood and burns, Izuku is soft as all hell, non-sexual nudity on the reader’s part, reader’s parents aren’t around for whatever reason, there is a high chance of reader cursing (it’s me writing this come on), reader has issues accepting and asking for help, also reader has a white streak near the front of their hair because of their quirk. (It’s based on a honey badger, I’m not sure if I describe it much though)
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It was a few weeks after your boyfriend, Izuku, had moved into your apartment and you two had fallen into a nice little routine. You and Izuku would leave the house around the same time each morning, him going to university and you in your hero gear on your way to work. He would get home after getting off from his work study about half and hour before you would. You would get home at 6:30 on the dot or you would text him if you were going to be late for whatever reason. It was 7:45 and you weren’t home yet, you weren’t even answering your phone.
To say Izuku was worried would be an understatement. He was pacing your living room as he tried to call your cell for the nth time. His teeth dug into his thumb nail in worry as he continued to pace your living room. He eventually goes to your shared bedroom, deciding he was going to grab his jacket and go out looking for you.
It was then that your key could be heard jingling softly outside the door as you struggle to unlock it. The door swings open as you call out into the apartment with labored breath, “Honey? I’m home.”
You limp into the apartment, favoring your right leg while holding your right side with your left hand. You looked like you had been through hell, you’re hero suit is torn up, you are covered in scattered bruises and cuts, blood is splattered across your entire being and you are covered in dirt and dried sweat. Izuku comes rushing from the bedroom, dropping his jacket as soon as he sees you.
“Oh my god! Baby, are you alright?” He asks as he quickly joins your side, wrapping your arm over his shoulders while pulling you gently to lean against him so that he can support you. He pulls you into a gentle yet tight hug, relieved that you are alive and home at last. He presses a gentle kiss to your cheek while caressing your other one gently as he looks at you with a mix or relief and concern in his stunning green eyes.
“I’m sorry I’m late. I got caught up in a big fight at work, civilians and heroes alike were all hurt pretty badly and my phone was dead so I couldn’t text you. I’m sorry, honey.” You say, breathing still heavy as you lean against him, finally taking all weight off of your injured leg.
He gives you a soft smile at your apology before saying, “What matters is that you’re home and safe, my love. How are you doing? Are you hurt anywhere too badly?” He asks as concern for you takes over. He gently caresses the back of your head as he questions you, softly resting his head on yours as you lean against him. You let out a noise that sounds similar to a mix of a cough and a laugh before you answer.
“I’m pretty banged up to be honest, the worst are the burns on my right side and right leg. I got patched up but all the healing heroes were exhausted and I kept telling them to prioritize other heroes and civilians since I was one of the less injured believe it or not. By time they got back to me the best they could do was bandage me up. Once I finally got home the elevator was broken so I had to make it up two flights of stairs on my own.” You chuckle out the last part humorlessly at your bad luck.
He winces at the mention of your burns, knowing they must be unbelievably painful, his expression grows more concerned at your mention of making it up the stairs by yourself in this state. “I’m so sorry, sweetie. Is there anything I can do to help? I’m not sure how much I can help with the pain but I’ll do whatever I can for you.”
“Can you help me to the couch?” You ask clearly exhausted as you lean into his comforting touch. At this request he practically carries you to the couch, being mindful of all of your injuries before setting you down into the plush cushions as gently as possible.
“Are you comfortable there? Do you need any water or medicine? Just say the word and I’ll take care of it for you.” He asks wanting to make you as comfortable as possible.
“That would be great, you know there the pain meds are right?” You ask breathing deeply to cope with the pain as your eyebrows knit together.
“With the med kit, under the bathroom sink.” He responds as he heads to the bathroom quickly to grab the pain meds. He returns with the meds and a glass of water moments later. Izuku helps you drink and hands you the meds for you to take.
He sits next to you on the couch and gently caresses your arm. “If you need anything else or want anything at all, let me know and I’ll take care of it.” He says soothingly to you, concern seeping into his tone.
“Thank you, Izu.” You sigh out as the meds take effect and ease the pain.
“Anytime, sweetheart. Just get some rest, okay?” He says as he gently pulls you into his lap, needing to hold you close after being so worried about you and the emotional roller coaster of you getting home. He tries to make you as comfortable as you can be as your quirk causes you to slip into unconsciousness for a bit to let you heal some of your soreness and more minor injuries. He watches you as you rest against him with a worried expression, he has never seen you this injured before in his entire time of knowing you. You’re thicker and tougher skin protecting you from a lot of worse injuries but this is something else. He can’t help but wonder just who or what could have possibly done this to you.
You wake up about an hour later, shifting slightly. Izuku notices you are finally awake and moves the white chunk of hair near the front out of your face and gently caresses your cheek as you wake up.
“Hey, did you get some rest? Are you feeling any better?” He asks with a deeply concerned tone as he gives you a soft smile to try and comfort you.
“I’m still in pain from some of my injuries but the overall soreness is gone. I was going to try and take a shower to get all of this grime off of me.” You say as you try to stand up before quickly wincing and falling back down into Izuku’s lap. Luckily for you he caught you quickly with a worried look on his face as he gently guided you back to him.
“How about I take you to the bathroom?” He asks wanting to help you as much as he can.
“I don’t want to bother you with it. I can make it, just give me a second.” You say dismissing his offer.
“It’s not a bother at all, my love. Anything you need I’ll take care of for you, I’ll help you in any way I can.” Your comfort is the most important thing in the world to him, he loves you and seeing you in pain is agonizing for him. If he could trade places with you right now he would but he knows he can’t. He helps you stand as you wrap one of your arms over his broad shoulders. He would carry you if it weren’t for where your burns were located, preventing him from doing so.
“I’m sorry to make you do this, Izuku.”
“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart.” He says cutting you off from further apology. “I just want to make sure you’re alright and helping you is making me feel better.” He reassures you, making it sound like you needing help is helping him. It actually is but you don’t know that, helping you makes him happy, that’s just who he is.
“Okay…”
Soon he’s setting you down on the bathroom counter while giving you a soft loving smile. You bend down to start untying your boots and flinch at the movement of your side. He’s gently easing you back up with a look of worry on his face.
“I’m sorry, love. It looks like you might have to do everything here.” You say as tears form in your eyes from pain and a deep feeling of uselessness sinks into your bones. You can’t even take your damn boots off, what kind of hero are you? Izuku gently wipes the tears from your eyes with his thumb as he sends you a reassuring smile before kissing your forehead. He gets down on one knee in front of you as he unties your boot before carefully removing it. He handles you like he’s caring for an injured kitten, more like honey badger but close enough. Once he’s removed both of your boots he sets them to the side neatly, mentally taking note to clean them for you tomorrow, he stands back up and gently cups your face in his hands.
“Take it easy, my love. And tell me when you need help again instead of trying to do it yourself. I’m here to help you and if that means doing things for you then I’m happy to do them.” He says softly as he kisses the crown of your head. You plague this man’s every thought and he loves every second of it, please just let him take care of you. You sigh softly as an attempt at acceptance.
“Can you help me out of my clothes? I know I can’t get out of this on my own if I can’t even get one boot off.” You say sounding slightly dejected at being so helpless and needing him to do everything for you right now.
“Of course, darling. Let me know if you need a break or anything like that, I’ll try and make this as easy on you as I can.” He says in a warm, reassuring tone. He moves slowly and carefully as he removes each article of clothing, giving you ample opportunity to ask for a break if you need one. He removes everything so gently as he carefully avoids all of your major injuries. Because of his carefulness this is an almost painless procedure for you but for the few grimaces of pain you give he whispers a soft apology while kissing whatever un-injured skin is available. Soon you are completely undressed sitting on your bathroom counter.
“Thank you for being so careful with me.” You say sounding vulnerable as you try to remove the bandages that cover your burns before flinching once again.
“It’s not a problem. You are so precious to me, you know that? I want nothing more than for you to be safe and happy and I will take great care of you in any way I can to make sure of that.” He says softly as he caresses your face gently, easing all signs of pain from it. He kisses your cheek softly before he looks at your injuries.
“Let’s get these removed so they don’t soak up any water and hold it to your injuries.” He says knowing that’s a quick way to make things heal incorrectly or become infected.
“We can take it slow. Whatever you need, baby.” He starts to remove the bandages with gentle hands, revealing nasty burns that he’s frankly surprised anyone would let you walk away with let alone you make it up the stairs with. It’s slow work as the gauze clings bloodily to your burns, but he’ll take as long as he needs. No amount of time is too much if it’s for you. He wants, no he needs, to make sure he gives you the best care possible.
“Do you need anything before the shower? Water, medicine, anything like that? Just say it and it’s yours.” He says so sweetly in your ear as he stands in front of your naked form yet again.
“In all honesty I’m going to need help actually showering. I don’t even think I can wash myself on my own.” You say sounding slightly frustrated with yourself but mostly disappointed and dejected with how useless you feel.
“Hey, you are not useless.” He says sensing your thoughts. “My love, you have been through a lot of pain and a lot of fighting today; we both know that. You’re allowed to need help, that is okay.” He says cutting you off from any rebuttal you might have. He picks up one of your hands and presses a loving kiss you your palm.
“I’ll help with the shower, okay? I’m here, I’ll take care of you. Just say what you need and I’ll do my best to help.”
“Okay, I’m sorry, I’m just not used to not having to do everything on my own when things like this happen. Can you please take me to the shower and help me wash off all this grime? I’m tired of feeling gross on top of the pain.” You ask so softly, you sound so vulnerable, so different from his brave, unshakable partner and it breaks his heart. Although the fact that you feel safe enough with him to let him see this side of you tells him he’s doing something right as your boyfriend, that doesn’t mean he likes seeing you hurt like this though.
“It’s alright; there’s no reason to be sorry.” He says as he wraps his arms around your shoulders softly while kissing the top of your head. He wants you to feel safe and to know that there isn’t a single reason you need to apologize for needing help.
“I’ll help you with the shower, love. You won’t have to worry about a thing.” He speaks into your scalp before he heads to the shower to turn it on and get it to the right temperature, not too hot as to aggravate your burns but also not too cold as to cause you any discomfort. He quickly returns to your side, not wanting to be away from you for more than a few seconds.
“Do you need anything before we get in? I’m here for you, whatever you need.” He asks so sweetly. He just wants to make sure you have everything you could ever need, especially now.
“I just want to be clean.” You sound so small, almost broken. It tears Izuku apart knowing how bad you must be hurting.
“You will be clean in no time, my love.” He lifts you off the counter with such care and helps you into the shower. The water soaking into the shirt and sweatpants he was wearing around your apartment before you had gotten home. Even as the warm water soaks into his clothes including his socks all of his attention is on you, the fabric clings to his built frame and he doesn’t notice as he does everything he can to take care of you.
“Thank you, Izuku.” You whisper as you lean against him in the shower. He really does care about you to the ends of the earth.
“It’s no trouble at all, sweetheart. You’re safe with me, no matter what, I’ll always take care of you.” He speaks so genuinely as he looks down at you with a sweet smile, his perfect green eyes radiating love for you.
“Tell me if you need to be a little more gentle, okay? I won’t be rough at all, I promise. We can take all the time you need. I’m here for you.” Every action he takes is one of undeniable love you you.
“Thank you.” You whisper softly as silent tears, caused by everything that happened, roll down your cheeks and mix with the water from the shower head. He notices the tears falling as you lean against him and he graces you with a soft caring look.
“Do you want to talk about it?” He asks. “You don’t have to of course but no matter what it is I’ll be here to listen, okay?” He says softly, he just wants to give you every bit of comfort he can. He’d let you do whatever you need to feel better. You stare ahead of yourself with and almost blank look as you stare at the tile wall silently for minutes. He waits for you patiently as he continues to get the blood, dirt, and sweat off of your skin. You continue to stare with that silent, blank look at the tile before speaking.
“Every time I close my eyes I can see what happened today. I see hurt people, I see the blood and their agonized facial expressions, I couldn’t even stop to help ease any of their suffering. I practically hear their screams of fear and pain. It echoes in my head, I hear it all. I see my mentor on the ground completely unmoving. I thought Mirko died, I thought she was gone. I thought I lost my mentor. I can still hear her agonized screams go silent, hear my boots on the ground as I rush to her side, feel the fire tear into my skin as I defend her body… That’s how I got these burns, I wouldn’t let anyone near her. She’s the closest thing to a mom I have left and I thought I lost her because I wasn’t fast enough.” The words tumble out of you before silent sobs rack your system. Shaking as you lean into him while the shower rains water on top of both of you.
His heart breaks at your words. You’re words speak of the pain you felt as you fought for not only your own life but the life of someone so important to you as well. He can’t imagine the fear you felt when you heard Mirko’s screams. He hugs you tightly and carefully as he pets your head soothingly, his heart shatters as you continue to sob and your hands grip tightly into his soaked tshirt. All he wants right now is to take that pain away from you but he can’t so he just continues to hold you, keeping you from completely falling apart.
“The paramedics said that because I kept her safe after she went down they were able to save her but I haven’t seen her since they took her away. I just…I just can’t…can’t make myself believe she’s okay. I know they told me she’s alive and fully healed but I can’t make myself believe she’s not dead. No matter what anyone tells me I just keep seeing her unmoving body.” You sob out against his chest, naked and emotionally vulnerable against him as the shower continues to wash away your tears. He continues to hold you tightly as he runs his fingers though you’re hair. With each sob you let out he can feel a deep sharp pain in his chest. He knows all he can do is hold you right now but god he wishes he could do more.
“I’m sorry….I’m so sorry.” You repeat over and over again into his chest. You can just barely be heard over the sound of the water, you sound so broken in this very moment and Izuku can’t help it. He wants to tear apart whatever did this to you, his precious love. But he knows you took care of it, you’re so strong like that, he knows you wouldn’t let someone get away with hurting that many people or your mentor without them paying for it dearly. He also knows something else, you need and you deserve soft gentle love and comfort right now. So he pushes that fierce protectiveness away and focuses on holding you and giving you whatever you need.
“Don’t be sorry, my love.” He whispers against the top of your head as he continues to run his fingers through your hair.
“You have absolutely nothing to apologize for.” He continues as the pain in his heart grows each time those words tumble out of your mouth, he tries not to let it show for you though. Right here, right now; you can be as emotional, and as fragile as you need. You need that and he is going to give it to you, just like everything else you could ever need or want.
Soon enough, you run out of tears to cry as you lean against him; completely and totally emotionally exhausted. But you are now clean thanks to him. He continues to hold you as he caresses the back of your head softly. The shower seems to have washed away some of your pain as well which gives him some hope of you healing from this, both physically and emotionally.
“I’m proud of you, my love. Everything you went through, everything you felt…it takes courage to deal with all of that, and you did it. I couldn’t ask for a better partner by my side.” He says softly to you as he tilts your head up to look into your eyes. Those perfect eyes he fell in love with, they no longer show the pain they had when you limped into the apartment earlier that night, now they mostly look exhausted. You remain silent against him but he can tell you are at least felling better now that you aren’t holding that all in. The concerned look on his face melts into a look of love and kindness before he kisses your forehead. He continues to hold you for a bit longer, just wanting to make you feel as loved and safe as possible before he turns off the water.
“Can you help me dry of and re-bandage these burns?” You ask in the smallest voice he has ever heard from you. He smiles however, finally hearing you speak again after remaining silent for so long. He can tell you are coming out of it and that you will be okay.
“Of course, my love. I’m here to take care of you.” He says softly as he sets you down on the edge of the tub. He grabs a warm fluffy towel and gently drys you off before wrapping it around you. He then begins to carefully clean and re-bandage all of your wounds. He even covers the minor cuts you’ve managed to receive with bandaids. He places a gentle kiss on the undamaged skin near your burns and places soft kisses on all of your smaller, less tender injuries. You feel absolutely no pain through the entire thing thanks to his feather light touches and his careful attention to you. You continue to stare off into space as he works, still haunted by what you saw today but no longer feeling alone in it.
“Thank you.” You whisper in a small exhausted voice.
“It’s no problem at all, love. I’m here to help you however you need. You aren’t alone, my love, you’ll never be alone when you’re with me.” He says as he kneels in front of you, catching your eyes with those soft emerald green ones of his.
“Can you get me some clean clothes and help me get dressed?” You ask again in that small vulnerable voice. He smiles at the request though, happy to see you asking him for help even when it’s not needed.
“Of course I can, my love.” He says lovingly as he strips out of his dripping clothes, leaving him in his boxers before grabbing another towel and drying himself off. He doesn’t want to drop water all over the apartment and give you something to slip on especially in your injured state. He leaves and returns quickly, now dressed in a dry shirt and sweatpants, carrying a change of clothes for you. It’s your favorite shirt to wear of his and your favorite sweatpants of his to steal. They fit you loosely so he knows they won’t aggravate or squeeze your injuries. He helps you get dressed again, it’s again a slow and careful process as he diligently makes sure you don’t get hurt again. Once you’re dressed Izuku gives you a kiss on the cheek and kneels in front of you again as you sit on the edge of the tub.
“Do you want anything to eat or drink, love? Anything at all, we can even order from that takeout place you like or I could make your favorite.” He offers as he caresses your arm, planting kisses to your knuckles.
“I think I just want to rest and be held if that’s alright.” You say as you look up at him, almost afraid of being too needy even though you went through hell today.
“That’s absolutely alright with me.” He says as he gives you a soft look. He wants to show you that it’s safe for you to feel vulnerable around him.
“Rest all you need, love. Just let me know if you need or want anything. I’ll always be here to support you.” He gently kisses your forehead after he finishes speaking.
“I just want you here.” You say softly as a single tear rolls down your cheek in relief at finally, finally feeling safe after everything.
He wipes away your tear with his thumb. This is one of the only times he’s ever seen you cry in the three years he’s known you and frankly those two times was more than enough for a lifetime with you. He never wants you to be this upset again, in his mind the only tears he deems acceptable are tears of joy. To him you deserve to be so happy that you only know tears of joy, you should never have to hurt like this.
“Then that’s what you’ll get.” He responds determined to give you everything you want as he holds you close to him. He holds you firmly and safely, he wants you to feel the support he has for you through his touch, wants you to know he’ll always be here for you and never abandon you. He stands with you, lifting you of the edge of the tub, as you cling to him like a lifeline. Like he’s the one thing holding you up, which in all honesty he kind of is. You both stand there for a few minutes as he gives you physical and emotional support through his touch. After everything that happened today he wants to ensure that you know that you will always have him. After a few more moments of holding each other you whisper to him from where your head rest on his strong shoulder,
“Can we go to bed, honey?”
“Yes, darling, of course. Anything for you.” He says with so much love for you it practically drips from his words. He carefully helps you to the bedroom, practically carrying you the whole way before he tucks you into your shared bed.
“Is there anything you need before we sleep love? A glass of water, something to eat? You name it and it’s yours.” He asks softly as he strokes your cheek.
“Just stay with me? Please?” You ask softly, not wanting to be alone.
He gives you a reassuring smile as he gets into bed next to you. He gently pulls you to him, careful to avoid your injuries before he rest his chin on top of your head.
“I’ll stay right here, love. I’m not going anywhere.” He strokes your damp hair gently as he holds you tightly to himself. Nothing is going to hurt you while he’s here, he’ll make sure of it.
“I love you so much, sweetheart, and I’ll always be here too protect you.” He says into your hair but you barely hear him as you quickly fall asleep in his arms, finally looking peaceful for the first time since you got home.
He stays awake for a little while longer, holding you securely. He can hear the tv in the living room that he forgot to turn of, the news is playing softly and the can hear that they are talking about you.
“Honey Trap, pro hero and sidekick to pro hero Mirko, defends their mentor and hundreds of civilians from a fiery villain attack. Thanks to the two heroes fighting bravely there were no civilian or hero casualties. As of now Mirko is expected to make a full recovery thanks to the emergency medical staff, healing heroes, and her protégé Honey Trap protecting her. The pro Honey Trap was seen on their feet hours after the fight on their way home. We are wishing them both a speedy recovery and we thank them both for risking their lives to keep us all safe.” The news reporter says in her monotone news anchor voice. After hearing that Izuku can’t help but be proud of you, he looks down and brushes that white streak near the front of your hair out of your face before falling asleep himself.
The next day there was a sharp, loud knock on your apartment door. Izuku was washing dishes from when he had made you lunch and quickly dries he hands to go answer the door. Mirko was behind the door when he opened it.
“I’m here to check on them. Are they awake?” She asks the freckled man as soon as he opens the door, keeping her voice low to keep from disturbing you if you were asleep.
Izuku leads her to your bedroom where you’re laying down. He lets her in quietly as to not disturb you in case you had managed to fall back asleep. She quickly and quietly joins your side before you turn to look at the noise.
“Rumi! You’re okay!” You say excitedly as you try to sit up before flinching and laying back down.
“Take it easy, kid. You’re going to hurt yourself.” She says with a chuckle as she leans down to hug you. If you are capable of being excited then you will be fine. “I actually have you to thank for that you know. I saw the news and saw how you protected me after I went down. I’m proud of you, kid.” She says as a hand rest on your shoulder.
“I’m just glad you’re okay! I was so worried.” You say finally relaxing completely now that you can see her standing there in front of you.
“I knew you would be, that’s partially why I’m here.” She says as she ruffles your hair with her hand.
“Well now that you know I’m alive and I know you’re okay I’m going to let you rest. I’ll send a healer hero over here tomorrow for you, until then make sure you rest. And let this poor boy take care of you like we both know he wants to.” She says with a chuckle before taking her leave. Little did you know she was just as worried about you as you were about her, but you didn’t need to know that.
Author’s note time. Do I know how long this is? Absolutely not. But I do know it took me at least six hours of straight writing to complete it. This came to me in the shower a few nights ago and I knew I couldn’t let it go. Now I would like to especially thank @lovinkiri for not only encouraging all of my writing endeavors but also being a truly amazing friend. She is one of the best people I know and I couldn’t be more thankful she is a part of my life. Her writing inspires me to continue writing even though I don’t get much of it done and she encourages me to continue despite that fact. There have been a few mornings where I got out of bed because she was there and thanks to her I have been self isolating less. I can’t thank you enough for everything you do for me, bean. I love you and I hope you enjoyed.
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schwadudle · 3 months
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"Do you realize that kidnapping is a crime?"
Well, if his child won't listen to reason, maybe he had to play along. It wasn't far to Jason's room, and if Bruce was lucky, Jay would stop resisting bedtime.
He sighed. Once, very deep. "I am." Bruce's deadpan admission sparked laughter from Jay as he still tried to look appalled. "Oh my God, he admits it," then he started squirming again.
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fearedblueflames · 6 months
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Dabi / Toya Todoroki dating hcs <3
Heya, I'm back with some new headcanons! Feel free to comment who you want next! Enjoy your stay! (Please do not copy or plagiarise my work!)
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• first of all, you're probably a villain yourself and member of the LOV
• every time you try to get close to him he'll push you away and keep you on a distance
• one day he's too exhausted and lets you do your thing and bam - he realises you're not as trashy as he always thought you were
• he remembers every little detail about you and what you ever said, even if it was mentioned parenthetically
• secretly likes stalking watching you fight, he'll even be impressed how much you can handle alone he would never admit that ofc
• whenever you crack a dark joke he turns away bc he doesn't want you to see him grinning
• by the time he opens up to you, but in baby steps
• shoulder or head pats after you finish a 'mission' together
• you both pull pranks on Shigaraki or Spinner just to piss them off
• he starts to randomly show up at your door at night "Do you know how fucking late it is?" "I have ice cream"
• in case you should feel cold, he will grab your hand to warm it up but looks away
• tease him for being a softie and he will scoff, give you a quiet "shut up" and if you look closely you may find a faint pinkish blush on his cheeks
• one day he indirectly admits he likes you, and this will probably be the first and only confession you'll get from him
-> will happen during a sarcastic fight, catching you off guard and he leaves immediately
• he rarely tells you that he loves you, but when he does, he really means it
• still sceptic sometimes and tries to keep you in the friendzone, but he will still stay close to you, holding your soft hands because he loves holding them
• late night dances in a parking lot / abandoned street
• nicknames: baby, babe, prince/princess, mouse, little flame, sweet cheeks, brat, your name
• you often find his hoodies in your wardrobe because he loves seeing you wearing them, your small figure threatened to be eaten up by the size of them
• head and hand kisses>>>>>>>>>
(I seriously should write more, these keep getting shorter.. ;-; anyways just a small reminder that my headcanons are my opinion how I think the characters are. Let me know who you wanna have next, and have a precious day / night! Love ya!)
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espressovis · 9 months
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Yes they are villains but THEY ARE FLUFFY!!
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