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tee i’m here with a headcanon request like you asked! and it is the lil gangster babies falling asleep on you 🥺 you can pick anyone but please include my baby ran! thanks tee love you tons ❤️

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: hanma shuji, sano manjiro, ryuguji ken, haitani ran, akashi haruchiyo

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: this was so sweet wtf ily too come here i want to give you a kiss

✿ 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 plops his weight onto you, snickering obnoxiously when you slap his shoulders as the wind gets knocked out of you. but even despite the scowl on your face, instantly your fingers thread through his hair as he sighs, head slotting into your neck while you pull the blanket over his figure. “you were supposed to be home earlier,” you accuse, but your voice holds no malice as you kiss the side of his head, and his eyes slowly shut while you scratch at his scalp. “got caught up,” he yawns, body slowly turning limp as more weight presses onto you. rolling your eyes, you hug him tighter, softly rubbing over his back as he snores lightly. “i hate you, shuji. you’re lucky you’re ugly ass is cute,” you mutter under your breath.

✿ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 cuddles into your chest, pouting as you talk into the phone and don’t give him the attention he craves. “are you done yet?” he whines quietly, poking your cheek. slowly, your fingers weave into his hair and you press an apologetic kiss to his forehead, whispering that you need just a few more minutes against his warm skin. but the gentle threading of his locks turn his eyes heavy, and he clutches onto your shirt as he drifts off with a soft yawn, making your eyes soften as you stare down at him. “sorry, baby,” you chuckle, pulling him closer and cupping his cheek as he sleeps. “was a bit busy. i’ll make up to you when you’re awake,” you murmur, rubbing your thumb over his cheekbone as he leans into your touch even in his slumber.

✿ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 groans, grumbling about his back being sore under his breath as he shifts in bed. chuckling, you lay a hand on his cheek, rubbing it gently as he scowls. “if you hunch over bikes all day, you’re bound to get a sore back,” you grin, giggling at the way he huffs. “well that’s what i get paid to do,” he mutters. pulling him by his arm, you motion at him to roll over on top of you, like you always do, and he follows your lead, giving in and letting you knead out the tenseness in his muscles as he lays sprawled over you. “good thing you have me, huh?” you murmur, and he presses deeper into you with a quietly mumbled “shut up,” eyes closing as he takes in the warmth of your body under him. and as you press a sweet kiss to his forehead, whispering how much you love him, he relishes in being taken care of for a change.

✿ 𝐑𝐀𝐍 grabs your hand and plants it onto his head, glancing up at you expectantly. “aren’t you gonna play with my hair?” he asks innocently, fighting back a grin as you scowl. “you’re heavy,” you insist, and he shrugs, shifting his weight to press into you even further, closing his eyes and yawning. “that’s too bad, i had a miserable day. the worst. this is the only way to fix it,” he mumbles, and even though you roll your eyes and fight the urge to shove him off, you soften at the way he curls into you slightly. pressing a soft kiss to the side of his head, you twist strands of his hair around your fingers, letting him give into the exhaustion from the long day. “you’re insufferable, you know,” you murmur with a smile, and if not for the soft breaths indicating he’s asleep, you know he’d have responded with a jab of his own.

✿ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔 grins as you cup his cheeks, squeezing them as he lays his head on your lap. “did ya miss me, doll?” he murmurs, closing his eyes and sighing while you stroke his cheek gently with your thumb. nodding, you lean down, peppering soft kisses all over his face, making him let out a hearty chuckle. “course i did, haru,” you pout, “been so busy.” grabbing your hand, he laces your fingers together, bringing your intertwined hands up and pressing a chaste kiss to the back of yours. “don’t worry, doll. ‘m all yours now,” he mumbles softly, though his voice trails off as sleep slowly takes over him as he settles into you from the eventful day. “yeah,” you roll your eyes grinning down at him, “all mine, huh?”

HAIKYUU & WHAT THEIR FAVORITE PART OF YOUR BODY IS

+ a/n : i can't get myself to write a fucking proper fic :| but ig y'all like these lmao so here you go <3 + this is sfw !

⸗ your hands

he loves how they fit perfectly in his; soft against his calloused skin, your fingers intertwining with his effortlessly—it's as if they were meant for him to hold (and no, he gives no shits about clammy hands- if he wants to hold them, he will).

—osamu, hinata, oikawa, inouka, sugawara, kindaichi, aone, reon, makki

⸗ your cheeks

he can't help but squish them—hands automatically going to your face every two seconds to place themselves on your cheeks, giving them a light squeeze—maybe sometimes it's just to annoy you. (look, the pout on your face is so worth it).

—mattsun, kuroo, kageyama, konoha, tendou, suna, meian, sugawara

⸗ your waist

this one's a bit obvious- you're his; and he demonstrates it by pulling you close to him. his arm's often secured firmly around your waist as he pushes your face into his warm body, fingers tightening to give you a little pinch (especially when he's feeling a bit possessive).

—iwaizumi, kyōtani, daichi, sakusa, atsumu, ukai jr., mattsun, kageyama

⸗ your thighs/chest

of course they're his favorite part of your body, he could sleep on them all day. but he wouldn't blame himself, no, he blames the inviting warmth of your skin, how you make for the perfect pillow. who needs memory foam when he has you?

—suna, bokuto, akaashi, kenma, nishinoya, kunimi, osamu, iwaizumi

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HAIKYUU AND SUBTLE FORMS OF PDA

+ a/n : sorry I’m in bit of a slump :// can feel my writing get progressively worse so take wtv this is ig.

⸗ kisses your forehead subconsciously.

it's more of a built-in reflex than a habit at this point, pulling you towards him by your arm, a quick peck landing on your head. it's the smallest of moments, yet so intimate— every time his lips touch your skin, you feel your heart skip a beat.

—iwaizumi, mattsun, daichi, ushijima, osamu, semi, akaashi, meian, aone, konoha, hirugami

⸗ keeps a hand firmly on your thigh.

whether you're sitting in his car, at the dining table for lunch, or in class, eyes fixated on your books— his palm rests on your lower thigh, occasionally squeezing it softly. it's a subtle gesture, but is how you communicate that you're always there by the other's side.

—sakusa, kita, daichi, kageyama, atsumu, kuroo, yaku, ukai jr., kyōtani, washio

⸗ links your pinkies together tightly.

his little finger is quick to find yours, wrapping around it securely— even if you aren't holding hands, they're always brushing against each-other. it's hardly noticeable, but c'mon, he can't keep his hands off—and neither can you.

—oikawa, kenma, nishinoya, yamaguchi, tendou, sugawara, lev, inouka, koganegawa, goshiki

⸗ rubs his cheeks against yours.

well, no, he’s not a cat, but nothing compares to the warmth of your face against his. he relishes the feeling of your soft skin touching his rougher face— so much so that it’s become a greeting of sorts whenever he sees you.

—kunimi, suna, asahi, bokuto, hinata, makki, komori, aran, akiteru, kindaichi, koganegawa, goshiki

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toman guys as classmates

Mikey: begs you to say “present” for him during attendance while he knocks out and u do bc he trades it for his taiyaki 🐡

Draken: once witnessed a guy walk in front of u w out holding the door open and used him as a door stop next time he sees him n lets u in first like “after u” 🚪

Mitsuya: gave u his jacket to wrap around ur waist when u stained your pants from ur period 🩸

Chifuyu: you switched earrings w him one day and walked around w his hoop while he wore your diamond stud 💎

Baji: brought a kitten to school and let u pet it in exchange for helping him spell a few words for homework 🐱

Kazutora: gives you the other half of his ear buds and puts u on good music kinda emo and distressing but ur vibing so 😗

Akkun: braids your hair while u ignore the lecture 👧

Takemichi: literally you both sit in class lost as hell wondering if you’re even in the right class 🥴

Smiley: always eating in class and offering you the bigger half of his snacks 🥺

Angry: always has hand sanitizer or a bandaid for you when you get hurt or something 🥲

Sanzu: the type to throw a desk around for a very minor inconvenience but also very kind to u….So…😵‍💫

Ran: gives you one of his hair ties when you need to tie your hair up for gym 🤸‍♀️

Rindou: let’s you draw on his forearms during art and color in his tattoos 🖍

Hanma: lets u take a hit off his vape during lunch 💨

just some dabi fluff for a friend<3

WARNINGS: fluff - gn!reader - 300 words

Dabi opened the door to your shared bedroom quietly. It was late at night and he had just came back from a mission, not wanting to wake you up, knowing you would probably be asleep by now.

What he didn’t know was that you were wide awake, unable to fall asleep until he walked into the bedroom and saw you in his hoodie with a blanket wrapped around you lazily.

“Hey, why are you up?” He asked in a soft tone and you just shrugged a bit. “I’m just up-” You mumbled, looking at him as he sat down next to you, leaning against him almost immediately.

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𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 — 𝐝𝐚𝐛𝐢

Pairing: Dabi x genderneutral!reader

Warnings: Fluff, this is so domestic and sweet, you might need some tissues in case you start crying.

Summary: After staying over at your place and waking up earlier than you, Dabi decides to make you breakfast.

A/N: This started as a short drabble and evolved into a whole fic because I couldn’t contain myself. Domestic!Dabi just hits different and I just really liked the idea with Dabi attempting to cook for you as a sign of his love. I’m still not really satisfied with it, but I didn’t want to keep this in my drafts any longer.

Word count: 1.584 words

MASTERLIST

Dabi doesn’t remember the last time he stood in a clean kitchen and made breakfast for someone. It leaves him with a strange sense of domesticity as he rummages through endless cabinets and drawers to find a frying pan for some stupid eggs, pushing pots and other kitchen utensils aside with loud clanging to reach what he needs for his experimental cooking.

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You really didn’t think you could love Shinichiro more than you already did.

None of you both had ever been big fans of love. Not even in an edgy love-isn’t-real way, but love simply didn’t matter that much, nor it was something you both went out looking for in life.

Even after a year and a half of being together, you still couldn’t tell much difference from when you were “just friends”, apart from the kissing.

But whenever you got to catch a glimpse of Shinichiro around his younger brother and his friends, something in you could feel it.

“Oi, Mikey, who even let y’all in here, huh? Shouldn’t you be at school?”, Shin’s voice echoed in the garage, and you giggled, sat on the motorbike he was cleaning.

He wiped his hands with a towel, the cloth now dirty with oil, and he rubbed his forehead with the back of his wrist, eyes fixed on his brother and two of his friends. They looked at you, sweet smiles on their faces, but eyes colored with mischief.

You shrugged when your boyfriend turned to look at you, a playful grin plastered on his features.

“Don’t look at me like that, it wasn’t me!”, you defended yourself, but shoot the kids a wink.

A yelp left your throat when you felt Shin’s hands wrap around your wrists, pulling you to his dirty body, wrapping his arms around your waist and he laughed.

“Leave her alone, pervert”, his younger brother spoke, holding back his laughter as your boyfriend let go of you to give him an offended look.

“Yeah, she’s waaayyy too pretty for you, Shinichiro”, Keisuke said, and you laughed, but were fast to take the dirty cloth from Shin’s hand before he threw it to the kid.

“Baji’s right, we hope you know you could do better, Y/n”, it was a surprise to see Draken join, but it didn’t disappoint, and you laughed again at Shin’s shocked expression.

He walked over to the three kids, messing Mikey and Baji’s hair with his hands, and lightly tapping Draken’s forehead as he clicked his tongue.

The boys laughed as he explained to them how, ‘as literal babies with zero girlfriends in total, they were in no place to comment on his relationship, but he would gladly give them advice if they ever needed it’

The kids rolled their eyes, hiding their blushed cheeks when the older boy pointed out how they were only being little bitches to him because they were jealous because of how beautiful you were, and how they all liked you so much, before giving you a fast goodbye and running out of the garage.

“Those kids, I swear…”, he started speaking as he turned back to you, rolling his eyes with a grin in his lips. He always had that look on his eyes when they were around, like he wanted to make them laugh, to take care of them, “So young and so fucking annoy— mhpm!”.

You cut him off with a kiss, to which he answered by wrapping his arms around your waist, holding you close.

“What was that for, doll..? You’ve got your pretty face all dirty with oil now, dumm—”.

“You’ll be a great dad one day, Shin”, you said, and he closed his mouth, looking at you with gentle eyes and a playful grin, “We’ll be the best parents to ever walk Earth, right?”.

“I promise you we will”.

SOMEONE MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE

♡ hawks, aizawa, bakugo, dabi

— contains. f!reader, angy bnha men, use of dabi’s real name, non-explicit/mentions of: harassment, alcohol, slight possessiveness

𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒 ♡

“She’s not interested, pal,” he says as he snakes an arm around your waist from behind you. He left you for one minute to get drinks and all of a sudden, a random half-drunk guy came up to you, chatting you up despite your obvious protests, seemingly unaware of who you came here with. Keigo takes the seat next to you and says nothing more to the guy but as the guy protests, Keigo was quick to cut him off, irritation noticeable in his tone and expression, “fuck are you still here for?” Immediately, the guy recognizes who he’s dealing with. Panic and apologetic replaces his previously cocky expression as he cusses before excusing himself. Keigo turns back to you, pulling you closer to him as he soothes your arm. “You okay, pretty bird?”

𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀 ♡

“___, you good?” A familiar voice speaks from behind you, the source of the voice putting a hand on the small of your back, suddenly you aren’t afraid of the guys who have been pestering you for the last couple of minutes, asking you your name, your number, if you’re waiting for someone, the list goes on. Shouta directed the question at you but his eyes were glued to the men who suddenly felt threatened under his gaze. He arrived late for your date, his fault. His voice is calm but you can tell by his gaze and the shift in his breathing pattern, he’s furious, only holding himself back because he doesn’t wanna do anything that could potentially hurt you in the process. After giving him your answer, he clenches his jaw as you take your leave, but not before he stops to give them a last warning. “Don’t show your faces here again”

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BNHA | Soft Things They Do For You General HC’s

↳ Characters: Eijiro Kirishima, Shoto Todoroki, Denki Kaminari, Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Shota Aizawa, Keigo Takami, Dabi, Shigaraki x gn!reader

↳ Warnings: Suggestive Content

↳ a/n: more down to earth than my other quirky hc’s so I hope you guys like this and also I’ve been listening to Careless Whisper all morning unironically PLS

KIRISHIMA

Always puts you before himself.

A real man treats his s.o like gold and Kiri is nothing less than a man. When it’s time to eat he’ll always make your plate first. When he gets invited to go somewhere he’ll always respond with, “I’ll ask y/n what we’re doing that day!” Cutest being when there’s no seats for either of you so he’ll kneel down and let you sit on his knee but sometimes he uses it as an excuse to caress your ass in public. 1000% the ‘I wonder what we’re going to do today’ type.

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Tokyo Revengers boys reaction to finding out the background on your phone is a picture of them.

_Mikey | Draken | Baji | Chifuyu | Mitsuya | Kokonoi | Inui | Ran | Rindo | Izana | Kazutora_

M i k e y

“What’s your passcode?” Mikey looks at you in intrigue, smirking when you realise that he’s holding your phone in his hand.

Now, you’re not too protective over your phone. But for some reason, the thought that Mikey wants to unlock it makes you nervous.

“It’s the day of our first date.” You respond timidly, swallowing the lump of nerves in your throat. You watch as he types in the code and flicks through your phone, a pleased smirk growing on his face after a few seconds.

“What’s this?” Mikey teasingly turns your phone screen towards you, displaying the background photo of him that you took while he was sleeping.

“I- I just thought you looked so handsome…” you trail off, fiddling with your fingers as you explain your choice of background.

“It’s funny cause I have you asleep as my background too.” Your head shoots up to meet your boyfriends cheeky expression, both of you bursting into laughter over how similar you really are.

D r a k e n

“What you doing?” Draken curiously asks, taking you a little by surprise as he leans over the back of the sofa. He’s seen you scrolling through your phone from the other room and decided that he wanted your attention.

“Oh, nothing.” You crane you neck round to get a better look at your boyfriend, sending him a warm smile.

What you realise a second too late, however, is that Draken’s attention isn’t on you, but on your phone screen which you left unlocked.

You’ve never told him this, but you set your background to a picture of him. It’s one of your favourites, taken on your third date well over a year ago now. He’s sat on a park bench, looking at the scenery instead of the camera, a cheeky grin on his face. Everytime you look at the picture it brings back so many fond memories of when you first fell in love. That’s why you chose it as your background, so you could always remember that special date.

“You’re too cute.” Draken goofily smiles down at you, pressing a kiss to your cheek when you shyly turn your head away. You can feel your cheeks warming as they flair a deep crimson, you heart beating just that little bit faster from his kiss.

B a j i

“Now it’s perfect.” baji assertively states, finally handing you back your phone.

A huge grin takes over your face when you lay eyes on your new background picture; one of you both smiling at each other, looking like two idiots in love.

Initially you’d had just a picture of baji on his own as your background. It was a selfie that he had taken and you thought he looked so sweet and handsome that you had saved it and made it your background screen.

When baji saw your choice of background, however, he wasn’t satisfied. Although he loved that it was a picture of him, he wanted something more personal to take its place. A picture only you had.

“It really is.” You beam up at your boyfriend in responce, laughing heartily when he pulls you into a warm hug and squishes you against his chest a little too tightly.

C h i f u y u

“It’s not cute, it’s embarrassing.” Chifuyu whines like a child.

Finding out that the background on your phone is an embarrassing picture of him made your boyfriend complain non stop in an attempt to get you to change it. But unluckily for Chifuyu you’re not budging in the slightest.

“Chifuyu who’s gonna even see it besides me?” You flatly state, unimpressed with his relentless pleaing.

“But what if one of your friends or cousin sees it while they are with you, or you lose your phone.” He persuades, though you only shake your head in responce, rolling your eyes playfully.

“You wanna know why that picture of you is my background?” Chifuyu nods, still pouting at you. “Because it’s real. It’s who you are, my dorky, loveable boyfriend.” You caress his cheek affectionately, watching as Chifuyu tries to hide the smile that grows on his face.

“Ok… I guess you can keep it then.” He dramatically sighs, pulling you into his embrace and hiding his face in the crook of your neck.

M i t s u y a

“That’s a little bit frightening.” Mitsuya snickers as he looks over your shoulder while you are on your phone. You look up at him to see his amused smirk, letting out a laugh upon the realisation that he’s never seen your background before.

It’s an edited picture of him, which you of course made it a meme you found it so funny you and made your background… just so you could look at it and laugh now and again.

“It is a little, but it’s funny.” You join in, watching as Mitsuya simply shakes his head at you in return, a wide smile on his face.

“You have the strangest sense of humour, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.” He comments adoringly.

K a z u t o r a

“I like the one of us together better.” kazutora points to the picture of you smiling together on your camera roll.

You were deciding on what photo to make your new background and your nosey boyfriend was insistent on a particular photo of you both because he feels he’s not embarrassing or awkward in that one.

“But you’re always embarrassing and awkward.” You cheekily smirk, bursting into laughter when Kazutora deadpans you.

“Come on, be serious.” He encourages, tapping on his choice of picture to enlarge it.

“But it’s what I love about you… we’re awkward together!” You plea up at Kazutora, trying to get him to see the funny side at least. And it doesn’t take long before he cracks a smile, both of you laughing as you set your background picture to the one that captured you both off guard.

R a n

“Really, that’s your background?” Ran sasses, successfully gaining your attention. He’d been acting off with you all day and you’re not sure why. You know he’s stressed with things so you’ve been letting his rudeness slide, but now it’s starting to upset you. There’s only so long you can go before you bite back.

Your background just so happens to be a picture of you together from your recent holiday, back when you both were happy and relaxed and your boyfriend wasn’t constantly in a bad mood.

“I know right, instead of having a picture of my boyfriend I should change it to something that doesn’t upset me.” Ran stops in his tracks upon hearing your comment, spinning around on his feet to face you, letting out a huff.

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” He interrogates, slowly taking a few steps towards you.

“What it means is that my boyfriend has been nothing but rude to me all day for no apparent reason.” You state, trying to keep a straight face. But that doesn’t stop Ran for seeing your eyes well up with tears, his hard expression instantly falling off his face and his defensive attitude fading.

“(Y/N) I’m sorry. I love that I’m your background, really.” Ran apologises with wide eyes, nodding his head eagerly to show you he truly means it. “I’ve just got so much going on at the moment, I’m exhausted.” He continues, leaning into you when you cuddle into his side.

“Good because I didn’t want to have to change it.” You chuckle, cuddling yourself tighter into his embrace.

R i n d o

Rindo had the biggest grin on his face when you entered the room, your phone in his hand as he stared at the smiling photo of him as your background.

“I didn’t know I was your background.” You giggle at how happy your boyfriend is because of this.

“Of course you are.” You state like it’s no big deal, that it’s just a causual thing that most couples do.

“Well I love it.” Rindo wraps his arm around your shoulder, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek. “But you know what I’d love even more…” he trails off, sending you a devilish grin as you turn to face him.

“What.” You cautiously question, not sure if you want to know the answer or not.

“If you’re background was that embarrassing picture of you when you were drunk.” He darkly chuckles. “We can bet on it, if you lose then you’ll change your background.” Rindo proposes.

“I’m willing to take that risk.” You agree, matching your boyfriends playfully challenging expression.

K o k o n o i

“Too bad you’re not mine…” koko quickly comments before rushing away from you.

“koko!” You shout after him in warning, telling him to get back to you though your tone.

It all started when he snatched your phone out of your hands and stumbled upon your background picture of him. Now, koko is in a particularly playful mood today, so his child like tormenting was all in good nature, but also very annoying after a while.

You cross your arms as you sulk, refusing to get out of your comfy seat to chase after him. You don’t even acknowledge your boyfriend when he enters the room again and takes a seat beside you, holding his phone in front of you.

“What did you just do.” You finally turn to face him when you hear him giggle as he taps away on his phone.

“I just got a new background.” He smirks, turning the screen around to reveal a picture of you sulking away. “Now we’re even.” He cheekily comments, holding his phone out of reach when you make a lunge to try and grab it out of his hand.

I n u i

“What is that?” Inui shyly smiles at you as he leans into your side to get a better look at your phone.

“It’s you silly.” You laugh, finding his reaction very amusing. He simply rolls his eyes in responce.

Inui has just become aware of your background photo, a picture of him smiling cheesily. You just thought he looked so adorable, you couldn’t not put it as your background so you could look at it all day.

“Do you not like it?” You hold back your smirk, your gaze flicking up to meet Inui’s.

“No! I mean, if you like it, then I like it too.” He nods, smiling brightly back at you.

You honestly don’t know how he manages to be so completely adorable, but it makes your heart skip a beat every time.

“I’m glad.” You coo, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

I z a n a

“Because couples need to have matching backgrounds.” Izana states like it’s a well known fact, following you around relentlessly.

He’d been trying to get you to take some couple pictures with him, just so you could have the same background on your phone. But you are reluctant, already liking the picture you have of him.

“But I don’t want to change mine.” You roll your eyes feigning annoyance. “And besides, couple photos are forced and cringey.” You comment, knowing fully well it will set your boyfriend off on a rant.

“It’s not cringey it’s cute!” Izana complain, rushing to catch up to you as you walk away. “(Y/N)! Come back.” He calls out through a whine, chasing after you desperately while you are a giggling mess.

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Cute things they do | Tokyo Revengers

Characters: Takemichi, Chifuyu, Draken, Mikey, Baji, Mitsuya, Kazutora, Ran, Rindou, Kokonoi, Inui, Sanzu, Izana, Wakasa, Shinichiro.

Type: fluff

Warnings: none

Words count: 1,377

There's some domestic thing so think about it with their future self if you want.

English is not my first language so I'm sorry if there're any mistakes ♡

Chifuyu - catch your hand when he's excited

He's childish and gets excited over small things. So every time he sees something he likes or wants to do something cool with you, he takes your hand and squeezes, shake it while smiling wildly. He can take a high-pitched voice and get you where he wants without asking twice or letting you answer. You don't mind, it makes you happy to see him like this. If he excuses himself for being brutal, you shut him down with a kiss and tell him that he wasn't and you love him. 

Mikey - stuff his cheeks while eating

He loves to eat so either of you usually invite the other to go out to eat. You don't necessarily eat but he always does and that's the cutest thing to see. He's there, talking about gang stuff that makes him angry or anything while his cheeks are stuff with food. Imagine his face, dead serious, a frown and a dramatic gaze while he talks seriously with his big cheeks? Cute. You can't take him seriously and just laugh a little, still listening to him and humming to show him you are. 

Draken - fix your hair

Fix your hair when you're doing something and it bothers you, like your homework. He's not always with you of course but every time they happen to go in your face and he's here, he tuck them behind your ear for you. Sometimes offers to tie them for you. He also takes the stray hair off your clothes. He likes taking care of you that way. 

Mitsuya - hides his face on your shoulder when he's tired

He'll come to you and just nuzzle his nose in your back when he comes back tired and you're in the kitchen. You don't talk much and wait to see if he wants to or not. But, usually, he just recharges himself like this. He can also take you on his lap so his head can stay on your shoulders while you watch the tv. Hugging you tight against him so he's sure you're not going anywhere. He just found a lot of comfort in this position. 

Takemichi - nose scrunch when he doesn't like something

It happens pretty often to to say the least. Whenever it's about a not that good garde, something he tastes and doesn't like or about the gang : he does that all the time. When he whines about something to you too, so you take great pleasure to boop his nose for him to stop. He'll blush hard if you chuckle on top of it but call him cute and it's long forgotten. 

Kazutora - hide his face with both hands when he laughs

He's the cutest. I don't make the rules. I feel like he'll be shy about his smile and laugh so he covers it. His hands even cover his nose and you can feel your heart exposed cause it's too much for you. You'll hold it dramatically, making him confused but amused. With time, you'll start to take his hands off when he laughs and tell him that he's so pretty that he doesn't need to cover his smile. I'll literally die to make Kazutora feel good about himself my sweet baby 

Baji - love going outside when it's raining

He'll pull you outside without asking twice and make you run through the storm that began outside. People are running around you to find a shelter but he's keeping your hand in his, running while laughing at them. Pure joy is written on his face and you can't help but laugh with him. Yes you'll end up wet to the bones and maybe sick as hell, but it's okay if you can see him that happy. 

Koko - types in the air before actually typing on his laptop

He works a lot but loves to have you near him while doing it. He spends most of his time on his laptop, checking a whole bunch of things that you don't understand at all. Plus you're busy with your own things but you still steal glances from him and always catch him typing in the air when he thinks. Sticking his tongue out is a basic thing for him but seeing him doing both is the best sight. 

Inui - fall asleep on your shoulder, sometimes drool

He loves to hug you from behind or your side when you're working. You keep going on with your studies when he doesn't and he wants to show you that he got your back even if he can't help you. So he stays with you like this for hours till you're done. But he often falls asleep in the process and your shoulder is the best pillow. His deep breath close to your ear doesn't really bother you, but when he drools on your shoulder you can't help but sigh. It doesn't disgust you, just being wet is not the most comfortable thing. You don't mention it when he wakes up anyway. 

Ran - hug pillows

You honestly never expect that so when he steals the pillow on your back to hug it you were like "eh ?" inside. But do not tell it outside and go on with your movie night. It was just so adorable, you were taken aback. Then you notice that he takes a pillow on him even when you just talk, on his lap or his arms without thinking about it. You will fangirl deep down, wanting to hug him and play with his cheeks but he'll never let you. You wanted to be the pillow tho. 

Rindou - check if he has his glasses on

Yeah pretty basic I know but wait, imagine him putting his whole hands in front of his face to check. Like, he's casually writing and then bam two fingers go to his eyes to check if he wears them. He ends up with two dirty prints on his glasses or one in his eye. He'll curse under his breath even tho he's ready to kill himself and wants to say it out loud. When you catch him doing that you laugh so fucking hard like it's the funniest thing ever. He will tell you to shut up. btw I do that

Sanzu - bread smile, like :]

It's a thing he does when he's disappointed or doesn't understand something. He keeps his straight face beside that, it's only his lips that go in a thin line and his cheeks seem suddenly full. His scars make it even cuter. "You okay Haru ?" You'll ask, to know if he needs anything. He usually shakes his head and deals with it alone cause he's a big boy. But you end up helping him often. 

Izana - pulling stray hair when it comes in front of his eyes

You couldn't say you notice this but watching him pulling his hair is just so funny. He looks like an idiot with his eyes focused, looking for that one hair that always leaves the others. A little "ah" always comes out of his mouth when he's done. He doesn't really know you're looking at him when it happens so don't mock him please, he will pout. 

Wakasa - hide you in his Brahman uniform

He comes behind you without you noticing and the next second you can't see. Yes, he does that outside too, to annoy you or keep you warm. He just loves the way you completely disappear in it, it's adorable and you look even shorter. Hug him please, he'll blush and even if you don't see it, you know it. 

Shinichiro - put his shirt inside out in the morning

He gets dressed while being half asleep almost every morning and it's never not funny to see the tag on the top of his back. You're still in bed, under the warm cover when he gets dressed at the end of the bed. His sleepy head and mumbling about how tired he is and don't want to go to work. It's so funny to you : he's always bothered by it. So you slowly get up to wrap your arms around him, kissing his cheek sweetly while hugging him before you say "it's inside out again love." And he'll sigh with all his soul.

It really look alike with the other one but I thought about it so here it is, sorry I'm not the most original person ever. I was thinking about an another one but I finished this first

For Sanzu, I actually thought of Jaehyun in nct and thinking about this with his scars lslslss adorable

hihi!! i was wondering if its possible to do a headcanon for mikey, draken, chifuyu, kazutora, and takashi (mitsuya), where they’re returning to their lover’s home in the middle of the night after a fight they had because of (any reason, maybe someone else talking bad about them so the boys defend their name) and they patch them up? just some fluffy stuff with the boys growing sleepy and falling asleep on them as they do so? 🥺 thank you lots, tee!!

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: sano manjiro, matsuno chifuyu, mitsuya takashi, ryuguji ken, hanemiya kazutora

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: sobsobsob imagine them defending your pride ugh he’s a keeper if he does bye

✿ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 pouts when you pull out the rubbing alcohol, grabbing your wrist and eyeing it unhappily. “i don’t need that,” he argues. with a scowl, you snatch your hand out of his grip, narrowing your eyes at him as you dab some onto a gauze. “mikey, it’s three am, i’m not in the mood to argue. don’t get into fights so often if you don’t like the clean up,” you grumble, pressing it to the gash on his side, making him hiss and grit his teeth. “ow! i defend your honor and this is my thanks?” he whines, dropping his head to your shoulder. pausing, you bring a hand to his head, threading through the messy locks as you take in his words. “defending my—you fought for that?” nodding, he hugs your waist, pressing soft kisses to your neck. “well, yeah. had to teach ‘em.” you pull away, sighing as you take in his appearance, frowning when you notice bruises appearing that hadn’t been there earlier. furrowing you’re eyebrows, you shake your head. “that’s not worth getting into a—” but he cuts you off immediately. “i was gentle this time. next time i won’t be,” he says firmly, and you know it’s useless arguing. and even if a part of you crumbles at the sight of him hurt, your heart flutters at how he protects you even when you’re not there. with a sigh, you kiss his nose before pulling him back into a hug, rubbing his back and threading through his hair with your fingers while he yawns into the crook of your neck. slowly, he grows limp in your hold, making you chuckle as you decide to let him stay like that for a bit.

✿ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 groans as you wrap the bandage around his arm tightly, watching as you look up at him with pursed lips. “keep that the way i put it, okay?” you say sternly, making him sigh defeatedly. “fine. told you i was fine though,” he mumbles, offering you a hasty smile when you glare. “any other injuries i should know about? and don’t hide them,” you warn, making him ponder for a moment before he smiles smugly at you. pointing to his busted lip, he pouts. “my lip’s in bad condition. i need you to fix it.” rolling your eyes, you can’t fight off your grin. “oh? how exactly?” he pokes your forehead, making you laugh and gently shove his hand away. “you know how,” he insists. with a shake of your head, you press a few light pecks to his lip before gently nudging him into your bed, helping him strip off his shirt and settle under the blanket. you follow right after and let him lay on your chest as you card your fingers through his hair. “don’t be mad, okay? i wasn’t looking for trouble. they just made trouble dragging your name into it,” he grumbles, yawning as his eyelids feel heavier from the soothing drag of your nails across his scalp. your heart melts at the lengths he’d went through for your sake, hugging him closer. “you always get into trouble. gotta keep my eye on you, always,” you chuckle, making him smile into your shirt as you tug the blanket over his body and cover him better as he loses himself to sleep, you pressing one last kiss to his forehead.

✿ 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀 knocks on your window apologetically, quietly stepping in and pecking your lips before following you to the bathroom. rubbing some dirt off his cheek, your face drops as you take in the cuts littering his collarbone, making his heart squeeze. “sorry, baby,” he mumbles sheepishly. “i told you to be careful,” you frown, helping him tug his shirt over his shoulders. “i was trying. but then they brought you up and i kinda lost it,” he rubs his neck, leaning into your hand when you cradle his face. he presses a soft kiss to your palm, offering you a reassuring smile. you sigh, bringing out the first aid kit and pulling out things you’ll need, only to be stopped by him bringing you into his chest, letting your cheek press against his bare skin. “you should’ve dropped it, you know. don’t want you hurt for my sake,” you say softly, making him scoff. “think i’m weak? that can’t even defend my baby’s name, huh?” giggling, you shake your head, grabbing his face and squeezing his cheeks together gently. pressing a soft kiss to his lips, you comb your fingers through his hair before you tend to his wounds, his expression soft as he admires you. somehow, mitsuya always finds a way to lighten the air, and you feel yourself soften at his loyalty. “you know that’s not what i meant,” you huff. he hums, leaning his head against the wall and dozing off, making you catch his head as it lolls forward, rolling your eyes with a smile as he grins sheepishly again. “sorry, ‘m drained,” he whispers, following you as you drag him to bed and pull him in with you.

✿ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 stalks in quietly, not meeting your gaze, his eyes downcast on the floor as you sigh. it’s quiet as you stand between his legs, him sat in the bathroom with his shirt off, watching as you carefully clean the cuts and bandage them. “here, hold this,” you quietly murmur, pressing an ice pack to a particularly bad bruise. “thanks,” he mumbles. he still doesn’t meet your eyes, guilt creeping up on him when he notices you stifle a yawn, but gently, you gather his face in your hands, thumb tracing the edge of a cut on his cheek. “what was it this time, ken?” he almost thinks you’re tired of him for a moment, but the delicate kiss to his forehead makes him relax, reminding him you’re still here. his free arm wraps around your torso as he leans his forehead against yours. “had some low-life’s mention you. taught ‘em a lesson,” he grumbles, and you can hear the slight edge to his voice as he remembers the events. shaking your head, you fight back a smile—because draken’s always there, even when he’s not, and it makes your heart beat erratically. “you’re so dumb,” you huff, but he hears the smile in your words, and one of his own stretch across his lips too. “yeah, right. you’re welcome,” he chuckles, relishing in the soft kisses you place along his jaw as you hold his face. eyes closed and growing heavy, his breath starts to slow, making you tap his cheek gently. “don’t sleep here, you idiot,” you chide, making his lips pout slightly, groaning as he rubs his eyes. “come on, i’m tired,” he grabs your hand, bringing you to lay on your bed as he curls around your body.

✿ 𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 clutches onto your shirt as you turn to clean up the materials, making you turn to him in concern. gently brushing away a few strands of hair from his face, you grab his hand, gliding your thumb over his knuckles. “what’s wrong? something hurt? i can—” he cuts you off, leaning his head into your shoulder, burying his face into your neck. “no, nothing’s wrong. just stay,” he murmurs, making a soft smile paint your face as you rub his back soothingly, being careful not to apply too much pressure to his bruises. sighing, you kiss his temple, glancing down at the bloodied gauzes. “you need to be smarter about the fights you pick. that was way too many people to take on alone,” you scold gently. kazutora frowns into your skin, hugging you tighter, shaking his head. “no, they brought you into it. nobody gets away with that,” he mutters. and you know you’re precious to him, it’s no secret, he makes sure to remind you how important you are, how much of an impact you bring to his life—but times like these remind you how much of an impact he has on you too. he’s always put it all on the line for you. “i love you, you know. i don’t like it when you’re hurt,” you whisper, and he slumps more weight into you, nuzzling deeper into your warmth as you encompass him with your embrace. he lets out a soft snore, making you sigh, shaking your head with a chuckle—but you don’t have the heart to wake him just yet, eyes softening as you take in his features for a bit.

If you're still taking requests for demon slayer, I was wondering if I could get some headcanons for the pillars reacting to more modern items that their s/o (from current year) has. (Phone, tablet ,laptop, switch etc whatever works best for you) please and thank you also I love your writing :)

AN: anon my limit is 5 characters so if you want the rest of the hashiras then send in another request! BACK FROM MY BREAK YA

; 𝙨/𝙤 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙧𝙪𝙧𝙚/𝙢𝙤𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙣 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙨

𝗔𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗲/𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺: 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: 𝗚𝗶𝘆𝘂𝘂, 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗺𝗶, 𝗠𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗼, 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗯𝘂, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗥𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗼𝗸𝘂

𝗔𝗡: 𝗺𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗸𝗶 [𝗰𝗿𝘆]

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗶 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱

; ɢɪʏᴜᴜ

Very confused

He grabs your phone carefully and gets shocked and scared when it turns on

Imagine a cat tapping something because they’re curious about what it is

Yep, that’s Giyuu

Asks you small simple questions about what it is but other than that is very quiet while looking through it

He sucks at switch games

Mf literally would die so quick so he likes to play more calmer games

Sometimes you’ll catch him playing animal crossing very late at night just fishing, all he does is literally fish in that game

Needless to say, he has everything in the museum

His reasoning is, “It’s so much more calmer, this is the kind of life I would like to have.”

; sᴀɴᴇᴍɪ

He glares at the devices as if it’s going to be scared and cower back

Is like an old man trying to figure out how to use a phone for the first time

It’s embarrassing to look at, please help him

He absolutely loves playing games on your switch or phone

But he’ll always get easily mad at any game and get really hyped up for literally no reason.

Mf could literally be playing cooking mama, animal crossing or stardew valley and you’ll just hear him yelling at the game

The volume is as loud as a call of duty lobby

I like to think he sucks at Mario Kart and whenever you beat him he’ll demand to play again and blame it on something random

“ITS CAUSE YOU PUSHED ME, THATS WHY I LOST.”

“I’m literally like five feet away from you.”

You might want to watch over him so he doesn’t accidentally break something

; ᴍᴜɪᴄʜɪʀᴏ

Those weird electronic you have will always pique his interest

It doesn’t matter how many times he’s seen or used it, he’ll never get bored of it

He might look disinterested because of his face but don’t be fooled since he’s really into it

He’s especially good at games

Loves to play any Mario game, stardew valley or Splatoon because of the bright colors

He’s good at games without even meaning to- he can probably still win while asleep

Loves to play with you since he can lay on your lap while doing so

Loves the new music- sometimes he finds it funny and says how some music is shit- but there’s some he really likes!

He loves songs where you literally can’t understand what they’re saying because of the auto tune or really calm songs- by songs I mean rain or calming forest sounds

Sometimes when he’s playing while laying down on your lap and he’s really sleepy the console would fall on his face and he’ll still be asleep

He also seems to me, to like playing sally face and ddlc- and also if this was a modern au, he would def have a creepypasta and undertale phase and no, I don’t take criticism

; sʜɪɴᴏʙᴜ

Inspects every electronic you have with you and has many questions on how they work

With more and more of her questions getting answered by you, her questions will get more and more complex and difficult to answer

So get ready to use your big wrinkly brain to answer her questions

She’s secretly very competitive when playing games and likes to let out snarky comments whenever she wins

But whenever she loses, you’ll notice her grip on the controller gets a little bit more tighter and how her her smile literally doesn’t change

She loves playing any fighting games (super smash bros) or Mario kart because of the different characters powers or because she loves hitting others with shells or letting the plant bite them in Mario kart

It always makes her giggle and will boost her ego a bit every time she hits them while playing

; ʀᴇɴɢᴏᴋᴜ

Very intrigued by the electronics you have

Likes asking many questions and is always fascinated by each answer- even if it’s just a simple answer

“Why did the numbers change?”

“It cause’ a minute went by.”

“Fascinating!”

Modern music will always confuse him but he lowkey vibes with it

It could be the shittiest of shittiest music to ever exist and he’ll still fuck with it

He likes rap and only because he’s shocked at how they can say words so fast- he gets even more shocked if the music talks about mature things

Mf will look so astonished

But other than that, he still likes the music and will even show it to Uzui and Mitsuri and together, they’re a rap trio with Muichiro sometimes joining in

Muichiro lowkey got some fire bars ngl like if he was ever in roast/rap battle he’ll fucking obliterate them, he’s a little menace

Rengoku and Uzui listen to carti

He loves playing games with you!

He doesn’t like playing alone since it makes him feel lonely

Likes playing super Mario deluxe with you and sometimes you won’t be able to pass through the levels because he won’t stop jumping and moving back and forth when he’s riding a yoshi

Likes carrying you around on his head so you don’t have to do anything and will throw you up on top of the flag pole to make sure you get a 1up

People who like, reblog or follow= hot asf💕😍

JJK BOYS’ WHEN YOU CALL THEM BY THEIR LAST NAME !

an. ur so cute when u reblog aha

ft. itadori, fushiguro, gojo, nanami, inumaki, junpei x gn!reader

wc. 0.6k

genre. fluff

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ITADORI YUJI — POUTY. think he’s done something wrong or something to make you angry, so he subtly acts more affectionate throughout the day, makes sure not to piss you off in any way, etc - and you have to hold back your laughter all the while. yuji isn’t the type to be confrontational about but if you do decide to keep up the act for a while, he’ll nervously ask you later on - “are you mad at me?” - he looks like he might cry with those puppy dog eyes of his, please tell him it’s a prank and shower him in affection as an apology <3

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𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒

characters: Fushiguro Megumi, Itadori Yuji, Gojo Satoru, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro.

warnings: fluff, comforting, age gap for Toji's part (the reader is 27, Toji is 40ish), for Nanami's part, the reader is 25, overall SFW, aged up characters.

A/N#1: I tried showing a softer side of Toji, I hope you all like it :)

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#1. MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

He had you pinned against the wall in the hall, his forehead resting on top of yours while both of his arms rested on either side of you.

His hair was stuck to his forehead, droplets of water dripping down his neck and face, his breathing deep and fast after he had just run through the pouring rain with you in his arms.

"That was fun" you giggled quietly and wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing his body a bit closer to yours, just enough to feel the cold air from the rain on your heated skin.

Both of your clothes were soaking wet and sticking to your skin, hair messy and dripping water, bodies flushed together.

"We're soaking" he muttered annoyed with a roll of his eyes, shaking his head before smooching your cheek.

"I don't see what's so bad about that" you grinned and tiptoed to press your lips against his, which immediately got a reaction out of him.

Megumi was always fast to respond to your touch, and this time was no different. He grabbed your hips and pushed his body against yours, his mouth covering yours in a heated kiss that had you melting between him and the wall.

He didn't waste no moment before burying his head in your neck and covering it in kisses and leaving small love bites, making your head fall back and rest on the wall.

A couple of minutes later, you were a whining mess in his arms while he began unbuttoning your shirt, mouth hot on your clavicle.

While you were blissed out of your mind, eyes closed and mouth wide opened during a moan, his large palm quickly covered your mouth, making you snap out of the trance to give him a dumbfounded look.

"Someone's coming this way" he whispered, and you immediately heard the rushed footsteps of a group of people heading your way.

Grabbing your wrists, he dragged you in a dark part of the poorly illuminated hallway, his hand still covering your mouth while you started giggling like mad.

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#2. YUJI ITADORI

It was maybe at the beginning of your relationship when you started showing PDA in front of the other students.

He barely arrived in Tokyo for the school transfer, and Satoru Gojo was taking all the first years out on sightseeing in pretty places of the city. Since he wanted to spend more time with you, Yuji begged and whined at Gojo to bring you along with them, even tho you saw the city many times before.

After taking a while to find matching outfits (it was Yuji's idea), the two of you and the group started walking around the town, visiting places and buying mostly useless stuff.

It was late at night when you were finished screaming your lungs off at karaoke, and Satoru took you to the last stop of your trip. The Tokyo Skytree, one of the best spots to admire the Tokyo skyline.

All of you were hanging out at the cafe at the top of the building, which was strangely almost empty, despite the begging of the tourism season.

Gojo was chatting loudly with Nobara, while Megumi rested in a corner, looking at something on his phone, his divine dogs lazying around on the floor at his feet.

Yuji laughed loudly when Nobara threw a pillow he couldn't dodge at Gojo's head, making him gasp dramatically. When his eyes met yours, his smile softened and he had that bright glow he had every time he looked at you.

Throwing a glance back at the group, he silently stood up and grabbed your hand, making a shushing motion as he made you follow him on the balcony. Smiling, you toddled after him to the balcony and sat down next to him on the small, fluffy couch.

He spread his arms widely and shyly wrapped them around you, blushing slightly when you rested your head on his shoulder. Everything felt surreal, being at the top of the skyscraper felt like you were standing on the clouds, the sun was setting slowly, sinking itself behind the tall buildings that scattered around the city... having your lovely boyfriend hugging you...

"I hope you like how the day went" he whispered and kissed your hand, looking at you with hopeful eyes.

"It was really nice. I had fun, and your classmates are really nice" you nodded and blushed a little when he grabbed your legs and put them on his lap so you could be more comfortable.

"I'm happy you did, and I'm happy we got to spend some more time together" he smiled widely and leaned in while cupping your cheek, giving you a sweet, slow kiss, making your eyes flutter closed and wrap your arms around his neck.

"GET A ROOM!" you heard the others shouting, which made the both of you break the kiss and laugh loudly.

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#3. GOJO SATORU

It really happened. You didn't think it would ever will, but Gojo Satoru has caught a cold. A bad one, complete with stomach bugs, fever, and sneezing, coughing, all that thang.

You sighed deeply as you walked into his room, a bag with medicine, food, and ice in your hand, your purse hanging loosely on your shoulder.

"Gojo?"

*weak, fake cough* "You're here", he said from where he was laid on his bed, face red from the fever, his whole body covered in sweat. He was almost naked, save from his pyjama shorts, and his mask was long forgotten on the floor, thrown in a corner that was cluttered with some clothes.

"How are you feeling?" you put the bag and your purse down, taking your coat off and throwing it on the armchair.

"Like I'm dying" he whined and turned around so he would lay on his back, watching you with a meek expression on his face.

It's not like he was faking it, but he LOVED getting attention from you. He loved having you take care of him and baby him, loved when you took some of your time to just be there for him.

Yeah, he's a whore for your attention, but can you blame him when he's in love?

"It's just a cold, Gojo, it won't kill you" you rolled your eyes playfully and walked closer to him, placing your hand on his forehead to check his temperature.

His skin was burning hot, your hand wet from touching his sweated forehead, "Gee, you weren't kidding" you gasped. His temperature might have been about 40 degrees Celsius, a bit higher and you'd have to call an ambulance.

A small smile graced your lips when he grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers with his slender ones, kissing the inside of your wrist, keeping your cold hand on his cheek, "Do you have to leave soon?" he asked, his eyes boring into your soul deeply, his expression serious.

"I'll just stay here and take care of you"

....

About an hour later, he was laying his head on your thighs, watching the TV through half-closed eyes, his arms wrapped around your waist. You knew that it wasn't often when he got sick, so he was kind of scared to be alone during that time; which resulted in him being clingy till the very end.

His fever had subsided, and the medication seemed to have settled his stomach bugs as well.

While you were running your fingers through his hair, watching the animated movie in silence, you felt his lips plant a soft kiss on the apex of your thigh, his hair tickling your skin, "Thanks for being here" he mumbled quietly before his eyes fluttered closed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

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#4. NANAMI KENTO

It was an early Saturday morning, the sky was painted into the warm yellow color of the sun rising through the puffy, white clouds as you peered from under your lashes through the window. Lazily stretching your arms, you turned around to look beside you, only to see that your boyfriend was already up and out of the bed. With a small pout on your lips, you stood up groogily and walked to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee.

As you poured the brown liquid in your cup and popped a strawberry in your mouth, you noticed Nanami from the corner of your eyes. He was leaning over the railing in the balcony, silentky gazing at the sky. He looked so peaceul and so beautiful, the warm light of the sun bathing his skin in golden highlights, his hair messy on his head as he stood there shirtless, the rising sun in the background making him look like a Greek God.

After sneakily taking a picture of him, you put the phone down and walked on the balcony to join him, wrapping your arms around his middle and resting your chin on his shoulder, planting a small kiss there.

"Good morning princess" his rough voice greeted you quietly as he covered your hands withn his much larger ones, interwining your fingers with his.

"Why are you up so early? It's Saturday"

"I don't know" he all but shurgged and let you hold him for a while, both of you enjoying the sight of the eerily empty Tokyo streets, before the city woke to life and the bustling began.

Slowly turning around, he wrapped his arms around your waist and let you lay on his chest, kissing the top of your head fondly before running his fingers through your hair to tame the morning mess it was.

"Wanna go lay down for a bit more?" Nanami hummed in your ear as he nuzzled in your neck, warm palms running up and down your sides.

"Uh-huh"

And with that, he scooped you in his arms and carried you to the bed to continue cuddling.

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#5. TOJI FUSHIGURO

Everyone knew that Toji Fushiguro was a tough man, with a hard to crack shell and a cold heart, all due to the lack of affection in his life.

Men and women of all sizes trembled at the mere sight of him, he was intimidating and he could be extremely cruel at times. But not to you.

You, being your sweet self, were able to break through his hard shell and see exactly who he was. A man that was deprived of affection, filled with trust issues and deeply rooted trauma. A man that barely let his guard down around anyone.

And due to all that trauma, it was natural that he had nightmares.

You woke up in the middle of the night to the missing warmth of your boyfriend, the spot he usually occupied was cold and empty.

Rubbing your eyes, you sat up and looked around the dark bedroom, only to see him sitting in an armchair at the foot of the bed, gazing out the window. The streetlights illuminated his face in golden and red specks of lights that highlighted his green eyes; one of his hands resting behind his head, while the other one held an almost empty bottle of booze, slung over the arm of the chair.

Your sleep fogged brain managed to grasp the fact that he had woken up after yet another nightmare that plagued him, and your face immediately softened, feeling pity for the man.

The Zen'ins had a major effect on him and his morals, and to say that he despised them completely was too shallow to describe the utter, raw hate he felt for them.

"Toji? You okay?" you knew it was a dank question, but that was all you needed to ask to know what was up. You learned to see through his facade and break through the silence to find out exactly what was up.

He merely shrugged at your question, a blank expression on his face as he kept staring out the window like it was the most interesting thing in the world at the moment.

A soft sigh escaped past your lips and you stood up slowly to toddle over to where he was, sitting on his lap facing him, your arms wrapping around his neck in a warm, reassuring hug.

Immediately, the bottle fell out of his hand, the contents spilling on the floor while he wrapped his arms around your middle and held you close to his warm chest, sighing deeply while burrowing his face in your neck.

"I'm sorry you had to live through that" you mumbled quietly as you began stroking his back in an attempt to comfort him.

"'S not your fault, Y/N"

"I know. But no one deserves that. And I don't like seeing you like this"

He stared at you for a bit before kissing your hand, placing it above his heart afterward, "You're too kind for me, darling"

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A/N #2: I hope you all liked this! Comment a random emoji on my masterlist to be addes to my taglist <3

Wholesome Nanami Kento HC’s:

pairing: nanami x reader

tw: mentions of food

Nanami is the type to kiss you on the inside of your wrist as he pulls you into a hug. One hand wrapped around your waist, the other lifting your hand up to his lips as his eyes flutter shut.

While he doesn’t seem like the type, Nanami’s love language is physical touch. Admittedly, it’s a lot more toned down than when the trait manifests in others, but he’s always reaching out for you in some way. He can often be found during his days off absentmindedly rubbing his thumb on the back of your hand as he reads the newspaper, other notable examples including but not limited to: back hugs, massages, intertwining your fingers together. In public, Nanami is a lot more restrained, though.

Has a habit of gently swooping your hair into a braid when he sees you even the slightest bit overheated. If you have shorter hair, he’ll tie it or clip it back in some way. He’s just really attuned to your body and wants to keep you comfortable.

Has a Sunday morning ritual of going for a morning walk for some coffee and some sweet breakfast pastry, which he naturally involved you in as well once you moved in.

While this man can cook and has a rather refined taste considering his posh background, Nanami never hesitates when you wanna go out to eat at some dive diner. He’ll happily eat that burger or eat whatever street food you’re craving that night.

That being said, he is always sharing his food with you, even when you don’t ask. He will cut you a chunk of his steak and casually leave it on your plate/leave the last piece of sushi for you.

Anyways, I just think Nanami is such a gentle partner—his love is soft and subtle 🤍

hq guys picking you up from the airport

[with: bokuto, iwaizumi, kuroo, suna] [a/n: im now absolutely smitten with bokuto- you can also see my writing go down hill]

-> BOKUTO is all smiles the moment he sees you pass through the gates, a lovesick look covering his face as he catches your eye, waving you over. you’re in his grasp within seconds, arms looped around his neck as he spins you around, luggage discarded not too far away. “i missed you baby” he mumbles into your neck, hot breath fanning your skin as he presses a kiss to the skin. “i missed you too kou, i can’t believe its been so long.” squeezing in one final hug, you pull back only to lean back in to press a kiss to his lips, his mouth warm against yours. “you ready to go home?” “yeah, let me jus-” “i’ve got it” he assures you, grabbing your suit case in one hand and wresting an arm around your waist with the other, placing a final kiss to your cheek as you head out to the car

-> IWAIZUMI sighs a breath of relief as you smile at him half walking half jogging to where he is, eyes bright with excitement. you’re caught off guard when he gathers you up in his arms, holding on so tightly to you as if some one where about to take you away from him. he’s not gonna mention the nights he spent, cuddling your pillow in place of you and looking through the photo album on his phone, finger swiping through photo after photo, most really bad photos of you that made him smile. “you came to get me” you coo, feeling his grip tighten around your waist. “of course i would, what kinda boyfriend would i be not to pick my darling up from the airport?” “a really bad one” you joke, lip tugging downward in a mock pout as iwaizumi chuckles, taking your carry-on from you “let’s go get ur stuff, bag check’s over there right?” he asks as you nod, only to squat down in front of you “hop on” gives u a whole ass piggy back ride through the air port while holding ur bag

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JK Characters Reacting to Starboi3 feat. Doja Cat's Song "Dick" [Crack/Smutty Humour]

^In case you've been dwelling under a boulder and haven't heard it

Today we have: Geto, Yuji, Gojo, Maki, Nanami, Megumi

"Come hear, there's this new song I think you'll like!"

Reaction within the first 60s

"This is very bass forward, isn't it...and forward forward."

After listening through

So, ya offerin'? *smirks*

Play it again?

Not really his thing, but you'll observe him tapping his foot to it if it ever comes on the radio (what kind of public broadcast service are you listening to that would play this, Geto??)

Reaction within the first 60s

Is slightly startled and flustered by the explicit nature of it, but gets into the beat, bobbing his head to the rhythm

After listening through

"I like it! Um, I mean the tune mainly!"

Play it again?

He would, but only with headphones in!

Reaction within the first 60s

"Aww shit this my jam! Y/n you're just discovering this? Where have you been!" (He's already heard it before, including a bass boosted one hour loop version)

After listening through

He literally has it all memorized and keeps yelling out "Dick!" with increasing volume and aggression to make you embarrassed in public. But when you just one-up him and shout"R.I.P THAT PUSSY!" louder he laughs and chants the rest of the song with you, earning you two many affronted stares from strangers.

Play it again?

Nabbed your phone and changed his contact to Goja Cat and customised the ringtone to his own terribly rapped version of it. You've never picked up his call so fast, the first time it happened you yelled "SATORU YOU BITCH YOU HAVE NO FLOW." You didn't know you were on speaker. Or that he was in a meeting with Principal Yaga and Gakuganji.

Reaction within the first 60s

Makes a face after the first "Dick!" and her stare at you gets increasingly judgmental with every subsequent one.

After listening through

"I'll admit it's catchy, but I thought you had better taste in music than this y/n."

Play it again?

Secretly has it on her Spotify Work Out mix, but made that playlist private so you don't find out!

Reaction within the first 60s

You see his brows twitch after the first word, but his expression becomes increasingly passive as the song goes on (or it strives to be, at least. You can tell what he's really thinking. It's probably Disdain) Loses the tiniest, tiniest soupçon of respect for you.

After listening through

"Y/n, is this really your type of music?"

"Yea, sometimes!" You flash a grin at him.

"...I see."

"She's a great artiste isn't she?" Nanami clears his throat, taking a moment to carefully contemplate the construction of his response. When he next speaks, it's in the most neutral tone you've ever heard from him (which is saying something, for Nanami.)

"I would have to experience the rest of Ms...Doja Cat was it? Ms Doja's oeuvre before making an assessment on that."

You giggle straight in Nanami's face, "Kento, you can just say you're judging me, y'know."

"I never would, on such a superficial basis," he says firmly, but there's something about the way the corner of his mouth is set that makes you laugh harder.

Play it again?

N e v e r.

Not if Nanami has an option anyway - but maybe he'll learn some fresh appreciation for it.You're blasting it in his kitchen one night when he told you he'd be back late so the house would feel less empty. You don't hear him unlock the front door, or his hurried footsteps as he pads over to tell you to turn it down for crying out loud, what if the neighbours hear? But then he's halted in his tracks at the entrance, mesmerised by the sway of your hips as you groove to the beat, elbows flecked with suds as you do the dishes, completely oblivious.

And hey, if he discovers this newfound appreciation for the song while you just so happened to be wearing your snuggest pair of booty shorts, well that's simply a coincidence, right?

You're only alerted to his presence midway through belting Doja Cat's verse when you're started by a strangled, swallowed sound he made. Whipping around, your face is already scarlet before you register Nanami's smirk, or how he's sauntering over to you with slow, deliberate steps. He pins you first with his gaze, then his hands, caging you in with your hips pressed against the sink, while he rubs small circles against your skin, fingers dipping beneath the waistband of those skimpy shorts.

Before you can sputter an excuse or apology, Nanami grips your chin between thumb and forefinger and mutters the most unexpected command ever: "Alexa, play Freak by Doja Cat." So, Nanami had gotten around to the rest of her repertoire after all

Reaction within the first 60s

Stiffens after hearing the first word, looking puzzled. He must have misheard - did the singer really just say - oh, they did, yep. And now they were repeating it...a lot. You can't help the grin as you watch the tips of Megumi's ears tinge pink, just as you'd predicted (or hoped). He doesn't even finish the song and tugs out the earbuds before the second chorus, but you insist and force him to listen to the rest of it, much to Megumi's chagrin.

After listening through

"Y/n, why did you think I would enjoy this song?" "Eh? What do you mean? You're a red-blooded guy who's sexually active-" "Y/n! L-let's listen to something else, please."

Play it again?

I-it's not his fault, he swears. It just keeps appearing in his Tiktok feed and now it's stuck in his head. And only cause Nobara keeps sending him those dumb videos so his algorithm's messed up ok?It's not like he would include it in any of his playlists...right?

[Sexual themes beneath the cut]

The two of you are having a heavier than normal make out session in his dorm, Megumi's top already ridden up more than halfway above his abs. Your hand drifts over the denim of his tightened jeans, searching for the zipper and Megumi bucks reflexively into the warmth of your palm, earning you a breathy moan. Between your combined pants and the rustle of his sheets, you can barely pick up anything coming over the speakers from the Let's Make This Night Last Forever Spotify mix that you curated together.

But then you hear a very distinct, familiar electronic twang and drum beat, followed by the singer shouting well, the thing your fingers had been questing for. It's obvious Megumi recognises it too by how he freezes up and absolutely refuses to meet your quizzical gaze.

"I didn't put this on the playlist," you giggle.

"I-I didn't add it either!" Megumi mutters, a shade too defensively.

"Hmm, you sure?" You hum, your hand resuming its original intentions.

Megumi groans, stuttering. "I s-swear, I don't remember..."

You apply a little more pressure to what was conveniently the subject of the song, massaging Megumi through the material of his clothes. "So which is it, darling," you purr, "You added it, and forgot you did?"

"N-nngh, y/n, baby - it's embarrassing, let's just ch-change it-"

"Not a chance," you smirk, pulling your prize out of your boyfriend's pants. You slither to your knees and elbows; time to find out what all the fuss and inspiration behind this song was about.

"Hey 'Gumi," you whisper sweetly, glancing up at him from where your head is nestled between his thighs.

"Y-yeah?" he answers shakily, you feel the tremors in his fingers as they card through your hair, gathering it in a loose ponytail.

"About those Tiktoks which use this song...you're familiar with that one challenge, right?"

The full flush racing down Megumi's neck (and much lower, as you'll later discover) tells you everything you need to know. But it's really the way his eyes darken and smolder, together with the fist tightening against your scalp, that indicates Megumi's more than game to nail you this challenge.

Dating Deku

Warnings: None

okay listen

i 100% believe this boy writes you love letters okay

like, those long, really love-filled ones

also quick little notes

sticks them everywhere

in your pockets, your books, one time managed to stick it in your phonecase

refuses to tell you how he did it

has like five million pictures of you in his camera roll

he just takes a picture of you whenever he thinks you look cute which is always

this adorable selfie of you asleep while cuddling him is his lockscreen

it's his favorite picture ever all might is still his wallpaper but you can't have everything

also!! if you get him anything ever, he will use it as frequently as he can or keep it where he can always see it

any article of clothing, he will wear as often as possible, any accessory, he wears with every outfit

anytime he sees anything you've given him ever, his heart just swells

he likes when you kiss his scars

sometimes he gets insecure about them, so every time you kiss them, he feels more comfortable and reassured

he also likes when you kiss or trace his freckles

it makes him feel extra loved

really likes kissing your hands

he'll just take your hands in his and press kisses on the backs, your knuckles, your fingertips, and ending at your palms

he always lingers a good couple seconds each palm

likes to have a shirt of yours to sleep with

not even in, he just kinda hugs it to his chest

tends to bury his face in it too

it doesn't need to be anything special, it just needs to smells like you

Hi! I was wondering if you could do a headcannon of Aizawa finding out he's dating one of his students (you can chose) bigger sister that also teaches for U.A? Thanks! 💗

AIZAWA FINDING OUT YOU'RE TOKOYAMI'S SIBLING (HCS)

Honestly, it wasn’t even obvious that you were the older sister of Tokoyami.

Because you know... bird head and you not bird head.

There wasn’t a resemblance at all.

Anyways, Aizawa doesn’t pry into your personal life unless it’s a situation of life and death, so, he doesn’t ask about your family and whatnot.

You’ve never told him about them either, so, it wasn’t really that much of an issue to the both of you.

Until suddenly, you brought it up in the middle of dinner.

Hey, Shouta. Do you want to meet my family?”

You just said it so casually, it actually made him stop eating and blink owlishly at you.

His mind immediately went, ‘Who?’

Then it hits him.

oh oH OH

You two were just staring at each other in silence while Aizawa remains taken aback by your question.

But once it all set in, he agrees.

After all, you already met his parents. What harm could it bring, right?

Haha, right.

So, you guys set up a date and he finally meets the family.

When you guys arrive at the place, Fumikage immediately starts choking on a marshmellow.

How do you even choke on a marshmallow? (I choked on one. Not a good experience.)

Fumikage’s mind went like, “What a mad banquet of darkness.”

"I’m dating my student’s sister?” Yes, Aizawa. You are. Aizawa’s fucking his sister too but Fumikage doesn’t need to know that.

Anyways, there’s this thick awkward blanket between the two of them as you introduced Aizawa to your family. But he still isn’t convinced that Fumikage is your brother.

“Oh! And this is my lil bro! Fumi, this is my boyfriend Aizawa. Aizawa, this is my younger brother, Fumikage.”

"I know.” They both say at the same time which confused you.

"He’s my homeroom teacher.”

"The hardass?!” Fumikage blushed in embarrassment at that, but it was true. Aizawa was indeed a hardass.

"Y-Yes, the hardass.” The way Fumikage replied with such bravery. We stan.

Honestly, you just wanna roll on the ground and laugh right now because never have you seen Fumikage so embarrassed like this.

Eventually, you all moved on from the ‘my sister’s seeing my teacher’ incident and sat down for dinner. Your parents love Aizawa (Fumikage and Dark Shadow will watch Aizawa very carefully, but he approves.) and the dinner ended on a very good note.

"Oh, I gotta go to the restroom for a bit, Shou. Wait for me, ‘kay?”

Cue intense staring contest.

"I don’t care if you’re my teacher or a pro-hero, if you hurt my sister, trust me, I will fuck you up.”

“I won’t hurt her.”

"Good because I have watched enough horror movies to know how to effectively hide a body.”

The tension magically went away as you arrived.

“Bye Fumi! Take care, ok? I love you.” You kissed his birb forehead before waving goodbye, walking away with a slightly traumatized Aizawa.

When you guys got home, Aizawa asked why you don’t look like anyone in your family.t

"Oh, the crow likeness runs in my father’s side. I didn’t inherit those I guess. My mom’s face is practically a shadow but they say I look like her. But I still got the shadow quirk from my parents.” Huh.

When Monday arrived, the students noticed the evident awkward tension in the room.

Good thing they’re not smart enough (and Tokoyami isn’t talkative enough) to figure out it’s from Tokoyami and Aizawa.

Cue Mic’s teasing and a ton of migraines.

What made matters worse (for Aizawa at least) was that soon enough you took up a teaching role in U.A.

Seeing you in a new light, Aizawa admired you even more.

Cue gagging noises from Fumikage as he watches his teacher made goo-goo eyes at you.

You loved teaching and you loved spending time with Aizawa and your brother.

It was a win-win for you but a win-lose for Aizawa and Fumikage.

RIP Aizawa Shouta.

— 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔.

pairing: izuku midoriya / gn!reader.

summary: the moments after you confess to izuku.

content: fluff, slow-dancing, crying, this is so sweet i might die <3

word count: 660.

notes: sorry my blog has been dead :( here’s some izuku bc i miss him.

starlights glints off the ocean rolling in over takoba beach, purplish in the dying light.

in your arms you hold the world and his name is izuku midoriya. it's a rare moment of peace, of repose, and you intend to take advantage of it as best you can. it's not often you have him like this, breathing deeply, so relaxed you might believe he was asleep against your shoulder if it weren't for the trembling of his hands where they rest on your middle. the cool, salty breeze whipping off the seafront lifts and tangles his hair, brushing across your face, and you catch the scent of apples and sweat.

there's some beach party happening a while away down the coast. the gentle thumps of bass echo out, humming through the sand, and you can just barely pick up phantom melodies occasionally over the roaring of the ocean and your own heartbeats in your ears. you sway where you stand, cold sand burrowing between your toes, your sandals held in one hand.

"i'm sorry," he whispers at one point, but you shush him with a hand on the small of his back. he leans into the touch with a shudder, knocks his head against your collarbone.

"it's okay," you mumble into his hair. "you don't have to hold back. it's okay."

"i'm just." his mouth works against your shoulder soundlessly as he searches for the words. "i'm so happy."

you shut your eyes, fighting back a smile. "so am i."

"y-you're not just saying that, are you?" he lifts his head, eyes wide and beseeching, cheeks stained muted pink. moonlight glimmers in the green, earnest and heartwrenchingly unsure. you kiss the plump apple of his cheek fondly.

"no," you mumble into his skin. his freckles shine like the stars above you, swelling with scarlet as his flush deepens. "i'm happy. you make me so happy, izuku."

"oh." his voice catches; when you pull back, his eyes are wide and swimming with tears. as he realises this, he wrenches one of his arms free and scrubs embarrassedly at his face. "s-sorry, i'm... b-being a crybaby again. i - i just never thought that you... that we..."

"you're so silly." you tug at a curl of his hair affectionately. "i can't believe you thought i didn't like you back. i thought i was being so obvious."

he buries his face in his hands with a whine. "i - i'm just not very good at - i mean, e-everyone said you did, but i didn't think..."

"it's okay." when you wind your fingers around that curl of green hair and brush his earlobe, he chokes, and it's so endearing you have to hold yourself back from pinching his cheek. "i guess it all worked out in the end, right?"

his eyes shine, brilliantly green over the lovesick pink of his face. "right," he murmurs. "thank you."

"what're you thanking me for, silly?" you chuckle. "for liking you? you did that all by yourself, y'know. you're so... you're everything. to me, i mean. shit, that was so corny."

izuku stares at you, slack-jawed, eyes as round as coins. "y-you... you mean that?" his hands twitch and take sudden fistfuls of your clothing, bunching the fabric at your waist in instinctive desperation. "you really..."

you wind your hands around his wrists. "i do. i have. i never knew how to say it, but..."

tears slip and roll down his plump cheeks. "y-you're... everything to me too," he chokes out, voice strangled with emotion, and your heart crumbles in your chest. "i almost c-can't believe this is real."

you huff a quiet laugh. "even if it isn't, i'll tell you again tomorrow," you promise. "and the next day, and the next, until it becomes real to you. okay?"

and izuku flushes brilliantly, relents his grip on your clothing you bury his head in your shoulder. as you wind your arms around his waist, you feel the world trembling.

"okay."

“Are you warm enough?”

his voice echoes in the silent street, the midnight glow of the moonlight illuminating his face.

As he spoke a visible cloud of warm breath escaped as he once more pulled on your coat making sure you were securely wrapped around.

The teeth biting frost beginning to make his cheeks grow rosey, his steel eyes drawn upon your body making sure no part was left vulnerable to the cold.

He froze at your silence, looking up for a mere second only for his eyes to meet yours.

“What?” He asked.

Your chest grew heavy as you let out a sigh, warm clouds escaping from your mouth, “nothing, nothing.”

“Are you cold?” He repeated, his eyes glossy blinking back at the wintry chill of the night.

You shook your head, digging your hands into your pockets, desperately trying to grasp on to the warmth before it disappeared.

You began slowly step by step, toes curling at the bleak temperature. The footsteps of his matching yours perfectly, never relenting. The vibration echoing in the empty street, the moonlight guiding your steps.

Neither of you said anything, silence carrying you through although your mind buried with one question. Urging you to suddenly speak out yet your body refused to even speak of it.

You looked up at the dark sky, free of clouds and if you squinted perhaps a star or two accompanied the pale moon, guiding you home.

You were okay right now.

Maybe not later.

But with him next to you feeling okay was the only thing you could feel.

BNHA AND THEIR INSECURITIES.

— izuku, bakugou, denki x gn!reader

cw. insecurities note. hello <3

izuku is insecure about his ramblings. he's worried that whenever he rants about a topic he's passionate about, you'll find that annoying, pack up and leave. while his rambling makes you overwhelmed sometimes, it's no surprise that you'll learn to love the way his eyes light up, brightening the entire room when he talks about something he loves.

izuku is insecure about his scars. he's seen a lot of people look at them in a judging way— either looks of pity or disgust directed at him. he's even considered wearing long sleeved t-shirts, but all it takes is a few words of reassurance, compliments and affection for him to feel at least a little bit better about himself.

bakugou is insecure about when he's vulnerable; he's been carrying his burdens by himself for years, only breaking down when it's too much and he feels as if he's bothering you when he does, you have to remind him it's okay to cry, and that it's okay to talk to someone about his problems— he just needs a shoulder to lean on.

bakugou is insecure about his rough palms, during the days you first dated, he'd been worried if you wouldn't want to hold hands with him since his palms are rough and calloused. when you told him it's fine, and that you don't mind it, his insecurities didn't really go away, but he did feel more confident.

denki is insecure about his knowledge level, he's surrounded by people who are so much more smarter than him, making him feel so much more inferior. he'd feel like he's hanging out with upperclassmen, and it doesn't help that he gets teased about it a lot. he needs help with studying, and constant reassurance from you.

thanks for reading! likes and reblogs are appreciated!

HOME | MITSUYA T.

warnings: none. some fluffy domestic family shit. kinda suggestive at the end but literally just a bit.

wc: 1280

note: kinda half assed and i didnt proofread anymore. i only wrote this because i wanted to distract myself lol. my dumbass accidentally deleted the first one earlier so yeah.

the door of mitsuya's home office slowly creaks open, and you walk inside bringing a tray full of snacks. mitsuya puts his pencil down and gestures to you to come closer.

"takashi, why don't you rest first?" you suggest, placing the tray on the small table beside him. "i brought you snacks so rest."

"i have to finish these." index finger pointing at the pile of papers on his desk, he answers you. "but i promise i will eat."

"why are you so eager to finish this collection so early anyway?" mitsuya doesn't answer, only pulls you by your waist to make you sit on his lap.

you remember, mitsuya started to work on this collection a few months ago. much to your dismay, he barely gets any sleep because of it. compared to his previous collections, he works so much harder on this one. he doesn't even tell you what's it for, nor allows you take a peek on his sketches.

well, except today.

"children clothes? you're making a kid's collection?" you ask as you skim through his sketches one by one. the designs seem a bit too familiar to you.

“yeah. do they look good?”

nodding your head, you show him a sketch of one of the dresses. “this is familiar though. i think i have seen it somewhere.”

“you’ve never seen that, but you surely have heard someone describing that.”

one more time, you spread all the sketches on his desk. then, it dawns on you. all of these designs are exactly what your twins told mitsuya when he asked them what kind of clothes do they wish to wear someday. from the colors to the smallest details, mitsuya followed every single thing.

"their fifth birthday is coming up," mitsuya reaches for his pencil but you stop his hand. "i wanted to give them something special."

"you could've asked for my help, takashi, you know?" you remind him, organizing the mess on his desk.

mitsuya nuzzles his face on your neck, his hold on your waist getting tighter. he mumbles something like "i know but i'm fine." before leaving an assuring kiss on your jaw. your eye catches the small framed portrait of your little family placed on mitsuya's desk, and you let a smile grace your lips.

your children were only two on the photo and in a month, they're already turning five. oh, how fast time flies. people around you say that both of them are the perfect mix of you and mitsuya, but they both have mitsuya's lilac eyes you love so much; and you're glad that they do.

in terms of personality, taisuke definitely takes after his father. he's a gentle and obedient kid, always taking care of his twin sister when you and mitsuya are busy. kaemi, on the other hand, is on the mischievous side. she's loud and her twin brother's headache, but she's sweet and possesses a big heart.

the both of you hear loud footsteps coming up the stairs and then followed soon by his door being slammed open. you can feel mitsuya shake his head behind you, but you’re certain he’s smiling. kaemi and taisuke like barging inside their father’s home office, and mitsuya never chases them out. he lets them play and stay, and he listens to all their stories attentively. in one condition, they’re not allowed to touch anything without his permission. mitsuya only waits for them to get bored and leave on their own will instead of telling them to.

“mommy! daddy! we’re home!” kaemi announces.

mitsuya covers his sketches first before he spins the chair around to face your children. “welcome home. had fun playing outside?”

“kaemi has a wound on her knee,” taisuke confesses, and kaemi only stands there. half of her body is hidden behind her brother while shielding her right knee using her little hand.

“taisuke, you pinky promised not to tell!”

“but! but that’s a big wound!” taisuke retorts. “and i don’t know how to clean wounds!”

mitsuya gently shushes them, his hands motioning them to go to where the both of you are. kaemi’s hesitant, afraid that she would get scolded by you and mitsuya, so they remain unmoving.

“we just want to see your wound. no one’s angry, i promise,” you tell them, opening your arms wide for a hug, making the two of them immediately run to you.

“we want to sit on daddy’s lap, too!”

“mhm ‘kay. i’ll stand up first. if we all sit on him, he will get hurt.” you were about to stand up, but mitsuya holds you down. “takashi!”

“it’s fine. go on, climb on mommy’s lap.”

and so they do. now, there are three people on top of him. mitsuya rests his chin on your shoulder, and his arms are wrapped around the three of you. the twins are talking about a lot of things, and the both of you only pay attention to them ramble until you realize that it’s getting late, and you have to prepare dinner already.

“let’s leave now. daddy needs to finish his work,” you pat their shoulders, signaling them to go down. “you want to help mommy make dinner?”

“mommy, we need to clean kaemi’s wound first!”

“taisuke’s right. that’s my buddy,” mitsuya ruffles his son’s hair, earning a cute ‘hehe’ from the boy. and then, mitsuya teases you. “how can you forget that, mommy?!”

“i did not! of course i’ll clean her wound first.” kaemi holds your hand and sensing her nervousness, you softly squeeze hers. for someone who usually gets a wound because of her own behavior, kaemi really hates alcohol.

“give me a kiss first before you leave,” mitsuya says as he leans forward. the twins obliged and kissed both sides of his cheeks.

“mommy, we will go down first!”

“alright, alright. i’ll follow behind. don’t run!”

“where do you think you’re going?” mitsuya holds your wrist to stop you from taking another step forward.

“downstairs?”

“i said give me a kiss before you leave, right?” mitsuya playfully narrows his eyes at you, still refusing to let you go.

“oh. i thought you only meant kaemi and taisuke.” playing innocent, you laugh at your husband’s reaction.

“i love their kisses, but i love yours more.” you’re already settled between mitsuya’s thighs, and he’s looking up while hugging you. “now, kiss me.”

“fine fine,” you place both of your hands on the side of his face, planting a quick kiss on his lips; but mitsuya has other ideas, he pushes you closer to him and skillfully pries your lips open with his tongue. his other hand now travelling under your dress. surprised at the action, your hands instinctively moved to his hair and pulled the strands, and you swear you heard him groan.

suddenly, a noise made yours and mitsuya’s eyes shot open. it sounded like a plate shattering.

“mommy, we broke a plate. we’re sorry!” kaemi shouts loudly, and you hear taisuke saying ‘what do you mean ‘we’? it was only you!’. both you and mitsuya could only sigh and laugh.

“i have to go. they might get hurt because of the shards.” before removing his arm around you, you gave him one more kiss. “we’ll call for you later, okay?”

“alright. make sure no one gets hurt while you’re in the kitchen.”

mitsuya goes back to his desk as soon as the door closed. it suddenly hit him that kaemi and taisuke are growing. they’re the same age, and he’s afraid that you would slowly lose both of them at the same time. he stares at your family portrait, and he thinks that maybe, having another one isn’t a bad idea.

depollute me, pretty baby—eijirou kirishima.

concept: eijirou comforts his significant others in their moment of insecurity [based on leith ross’ we’ll never have sex demo].

pairing: pro-hero!eijirou kirishima x afab!black!reader.

word count: 1.2k

warning: body image issues, insecurity, suggestive?, [non-sexual] body worship, praise, caressing, NO SMUT.

clo said—honestly, i’m having less than satisfactory thoughts about myself and wrote about my feelings and what i need. this isn’t meant to glorify any kind of negative body image or eating disorder, i truly just wrote about something i could relate to. i understand that this could be extremely triggering so don’t feel pressured to read this. i hope none of you have gone through this and if you have, i hope you know that i’m here for you. happy reading.

depollute me, pretty baby

suck the rot right out of my bloodstream

y/n sat on the floor of their bathroom as they stared at their body in the mirror, a few stray tears escaping their eyes. it was a bad habit of theirs to check their body and make mental notes on the areas that they could lose weight in. they sometimes even went as far as to plan how they would lose said weight, only for them to forget within the span of three days. they only did this when they knew eijirou would be gone for a while, fearing what he would say if he saw them like this. he was big on positivity and it’d kill him if he saw his significant other sitting on the floor, having less than positive thoughts about themselves.

‘another twelve pounds. what happened to wanting to lose weight, y/n?’ they thought to themselves.

y/n was so caught up in their thoughts that they didn’t hear the front door open and they didn’t hear when he called out for them twice. that’s how kirishima found them staring off into the mirror with a wet face and frown, quickly putting two and two together. he stepped behind y/n, snapping them out of their thoughts when they saw his figure in the mirror. they grabbed his their discarded shirt and quickly pulled it on before turning to look at him.

“i thought you’d be home late,” y/n said, embarrassed as they stood up and walked to the sink, hoping to wash their tear stricken face. before they could reach the porcelain appliance, eijirou pulled them towards him.

“i’m glad i came home early. otherwise, you would’ve been left completely alone with your thoughts. i’m sorry i wasn’t here,” kirishima mumbled, disappointed in himself for not noticing how you felt.

“it’s not your fault, eiji. i didn’t want you to worry,” they mumbled into the crook of his neck as they felt fresh tears pool in their eyes. this is exactly what they didn’t want. kirishima had his own bad habit of blaming himself for things that he couldn’t control. y/n didn’t want to add additional stress on top of his hero duties and figured that this was something that they could handle on their own. this isn’t how they wanted him to find out if he ever did.

“are you hungry? i bought us dinner on my way home from the agency. i noticed that you didn’t write anything on the calendar about dinner for today and figured i could bring something home,” he asked as he pulled back enough to see his lover’s face. he noticed the new tears and brushed them away only for more to come. “it’s alright, love. let it out. i’m here for you.”

“i’m so sorry,” y/n sniffled as they cried harder. kirishima rubbed their back as he led them back into the bedroom.

oh, you kissed me

just to kiss me

not to take me home

he carefully laid them down on the bed before laying next to them, wrapping his arms around their frame as they faced each other. he held them tightly and let a few of his own tears fall at the sight of his distressed lover. his brightness was so dim as he held them in his arms.

“talk to me, doll. i’d like to help you if you’d let me,” he whispered. y/n looked at his face before letting a few more tears fall.

“i just… i don’t feel beautiful, eiji. i know that you call me beautiful or gorgeous, but i can’t bring myself to feel that way. i feel like i embarrass you when we’re seen in public. i’m not slim like those pro-heroines and i’m definitely not as beautiful. i gained twelve pounds whilst on a diet. i love my complexion, but the beauty standards here insult it. i try so hard… just to not receive good results. i just want to feel pretty, eiji. i want to feel pretty so bad,” y/n sobbed as they confessed their worries to him.

eijirou was lost for words. he never imagined that his usually upbeat significant other felt like this. he never would’ve suspected them being insecure or body conscious because he knew they were beautiful. his friends and co-workers even recognized y/n as gorgeous externally, so their doubts were surprising.

“can you look at me, darling?” he asked softly. he didn’t want to force them to do anything. he was elated when y/n met his gaze. “you’re absolutely beautiful. inside and out. i didn’t know you felt like this because in my eyes, and many others, you’re stunning. i know my words aren’t enough to soothe your worries, but i meant it when i said you are the most attractive person i’ve ever laid my eyes on. ‘m not just saying that because i’m your man, but because it’s true. there aren't enough words to express how beautiful you are.”

there was a short silence between the two before kirishima leaned in and kissed y/n’s lips. “please let me show you how beautiful you are,” he requested, planting soft but meaningful kisses on their face.

if i said you could never touch me

you’d come over and say i looked lovely.

“i don’t wanna have sex tonight,” y/n said, hesitating in case they disappointed him.

“sex isn’t on my mind tonight. i just want to worship you like you deserve. if you don’t want me to, i won’t and i’ll just hold you,” he tightened his hold to show y/n that it was truly up to them and that they were in control.

“go ahead. i’d like it if you helped me.”

at their approval, kirishima re-situated himself between their legs before pushing their shirt up above their chest. he looked up y/n to receive their consent once more before placing a few kisses on their collarbone. he moved slowly, traveling to their sternum and down further to the pudge on their stomach. y/n hummed at the feeling of his hands running over their body.

“i wish you knew how beautiful you are. if you need my help in any way, please come to me. you can always lean on me, love. it hurt to see you closed off in the bathroom, judging your gorgeous body,” as he whispered, he left longer kisses on a more intimate place of their body. he hoped that through his actions, he would be able to convey his feelings.

he ran his hands over their plush thighs, massaging them slightly as he looked down at the beautiful human being under him. his motions soothed their body and some of their insecurities, showing them how beautiful they truly were. washing their sorrows away when he left those lingering kisses.

he ceased his motions when he reached their face once more. he maintained eye contact until y/n closed their eyes with a small smile. he pressed barely there kisses along their cheek bones and on their forehead. he took their face between his large hands and kisses their soft lips with enough emotion to bring them to tears.

“thank you, eiji,” y/n said, wrapping their arms around him, cuddling deeper into him.

“of course, doll.”

it was simple

you are sweetness

let’s just sit a while.

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waiting on you

note: i think this still remains my longest work yet (seriously 2k words is the best i can do?), and perhaps my best

summary: draken doesn't mean to hurt you, but being part of a gang was bound to do collateral damage

warnings: slight spoilers, mentions of death, violence

word count: 2k

“I want to break up with you.”

You’re sitting in your bedroom with your boyfriend. You, cross-legged on the bed, fidgeting with your hands. Him, laying on his stomach on the floor, busy reading this new manga he bought. You didn’t bother asking him the name because at this point you’re too frustrated to care. Your heart is pounding in your ears and you think you just might throw up. It’s too hot and you wished you could just get up and away from here. From him. Because you don’t want to acknowledge your feelings right now. You know you’ll start crying if you do. You know you’ll start fighting. You know he’ll convince you to stay. And you know, deep down, you want to.

Ken doesn’t fully register what you said. He’s still immersed in the book in front of him as he pops a piece of watermelon in his mouth. He gives you his divided attention, though, as he hums in question. “Sorry, what did you say?” he asks, glancing at you once before returning to the book. You find yourself growing annoyed by the second. It had been so long since you’d seen him and he wasn’t even giving you the time of the day.

You throw a pillow at him, giving him a pointed look when he glares at you. The frown on your face is enough for him to get the message though, and he closes the book, one finger still in to mark the page he was on, before sitting up and facing you. He has his hair down today so you can’t see his tattoo. And you’re glad. You’d told him once that you loved it. You still did, really, but these days it just served as a bitter reminder of the place that was hell bent on tearing him apart from you. And he was just too stubborn to admit it.

“I want to break up with you.” You repeat, seemingly more assertive this time, though the lump in your throat says otherwise.

He does a double take then, eyes widening a little as he croaks out, “W-What?” The manga is thrown away, followed by him crawling over to the feet of the bed to get close to you, reaching out to hold your hands. It hurts you to pull them away, and you can see it hurts him even more by the way his face falls and shoulders slump. You want nothing more than to be held by him, to feel your small hands in his much bigger and warmer ones, but you know if he were to do so you’d never get the words you needed to say out. You look away from him, suddenly feeling the urge to cry.

Ken can’t tell if this is all a big joke, another one of those pranks you always team up with Mikey to play on him. “Baby.” He lets out a nervous chuckle. You still don’t look at him. You can’t. “You’re kidding, right? You don’t mean that.” He’s trying so hard to look into your eyes, movements so desperate that you can’t stop the first tear that falls. And he sees it. He’s just about to hold your cheek in his hand before you’re taking a deep breath and wiping the tear away. You look at him and you love him and you can’t help but hate him too. Why was he doing this to you? Why has he reduced you to this?

You shake your head at him, a silent sign that you had had enough. “I don’t think I can do this anymore, Ken. I can’t- I can’t handle you being in Toman any longer. I’ve told you countless times to leave that godforsaken place because it’s not safe for you.” He’s staring at you with this confused look on his face as if he doesn’t get it. And you think maybe he doesn’t. He doesn’t get why the gang is bad for him. He doesn’t get how much it affects you. He doesn’t get why you want him to leave. Which is why you will.

“Wait. Just wait a second, Y/N.” he stands up from his place on the floor, taking a few steps back from you as if he finds the whole situation ridiculous. “You’re breaking up with me because I won’t leave the gang? You can’t be-”

“I’m breaking up with you because I can’t keep waiting for you.” You stand up too, looking him square in the face, willing yourself to go on. “I don’t know where you are or what you’re doing on most days. You pop in and out as you wish and expect me to be okay with it. Even more so now that Toman’s gotten bigger. I miss you, Ken, but these days I can’t help but ask… do you even still love me?”

“That’s not fair, Y/N.” he says softly, knowing you won’t like it if he raises his voice now. “You know I love you. But you can’t make me choose. Toman’s my family, and you are too. Please don’t make me choose who I’d rather give up because I won’t be able to.” He still doesn’t think you’re serious. You can’t possibly be, right? He doesn’t remember ever being this scared. Not in the fight with Moebius or Valhalla. Not when Emma died. Not when Emma died.

“You don’t have to. I’ll choose for you. Because I can’t spend any more nights wondering if you’re okay, if you’re hurt, if you’re in a fight with another one of those stupid gangs, if you’re-” you choke out a sob, “if you’re alive.”

He looks at you incredulously. He doesn’t really want to believe his ears. Doesn’t want to believe the words coming out of your mouth. Doesn’t want to believe they’re coming out of your mouth. “You know that’s-”

You don’t let him continue though. You can’t let him speak. Not right now. Not till you get everything out. “Please, Ken. Don’t you get how much it kills me to know that any day now I might not get to see you ever again? When you-” you stop for a second to wipe away your tears, deciding to sit back down on the bed before your legs give out beneath you. In a much softer voice now, you continue. “When you were stabbed and Mikey called me, I- I really thought I’d lose you then. And I felt like I would die. I don’t want to live-”

“Please don’t say that.” He cries, interrupting you, and it’s only now that you notice the tears on his face. “I know I make you worry sometimes, but I can’t just-”

“Sometimes?” You scoff, looking up at him in exasperation. “Really, Ken?” You really want to hold him right now. Looking at him cry is making your heart ache painfully and you really just want to hold him right now. But you know you’d never forgive yourself if you do. It’s so easy to give in to him. But easy’s not what you need right now. “Please don’t make this any harder than it already is. I love you too much and I need you to understand that you aren’t good for me… I don’t think I’ll be able to say this to you ever again.”

“Stop it. Just stop.” You look up at him and he’s glaring at you through the tears. Why did you think he’d let you go so easily? “If you loved me, you wouldn’t be saying this to me. If you loved me, you wouldn’t be doing this. You’d know that I can’t imagine a life without you either. Whatever I do, I do to protect you and everyone else I care about.”

You want to laugh. You want to laugh at him. At yourself. At the world. At this conversation. You knew he’d do this. He’d guilt trip you into staying. He’d profess how much he loved and cared about you. But he was all talk and no action. Because you didn’t remember the last time you felt his love. Didn’t remember the last time you were doted on. If his love was getting into fights and risking getting killed, then maybe you were better off watching from the side lines. You didn’t want to be involved with him or that gang. He didn’t need you, he had everything he wanted in Toman. You were just this shiny, new object he took a liking to and had now grown tired of. He’d realised you were too much work and decided it wasn’t worth the effort. Why should you then spend so many sleepless nights because of him? Because he thought it was okay to live a criminal’s life? You chose to love him. But you could easily choose to stop doing so.

So you laugh. You laugh like whatever he said is the funniest thing you’ve ever heard in your life (maybe it is). You laugh like he’s the joke. And you ignore the way your heart squeezes. You ignore the way tears are streaming down your face. You ignore the way he looks like you’ve just shot him. You wanted to hurt him. Hurt him like he does you. And you did.

Ken doesn’t know what he’s done wrong. He doesn’t realise what he’s doing to you. He doesn’t understand why you’re laughing at him, making him feel like he’s the crazy one. He loves you. Why don’t you get that? But he doesn’t realise he’s not capable of loving you. Not really. Not when he’s too busy with the gang. Not when his life is on the line most days. Not when he can’t even find time to spend with you. Were you two even dating now? It was always Mikey or Takemichi or Mitsuya or Inui or someone else from that fucking gang before you. You were tired of it. You were tired of being the second choice. Of being the one he’d come to when he had nothing else to do.

“Why are you laughing?” he asked, trying to keep any emotion out of his voice.

“Leave.” Ken pretends he doesn’t hear you.

“Y/N, please. We can work this out. We can-” He knows now that you mean it, accepts that maybe he has fucked up. But he loves you. So he can fix this, right? He finally holds your hands and you instantly feel your resolve weakening. You look up at him, and maybe it’s the first time in a long while you feel his love. Or maybe that’s just his desperation. The desperation not to lose anyone else. “We can take a break, Y/N. Just to think about it. We don’t have to break up. We don’t have to. I know I’ve been neglecting you, but I promise I’ll do better.”

“I want you to leave.” You say it much firmer this time, leaving no room for argument. You want him to get it into that head of yours. Need him to.

He sighs, stepping back. He wants to scream at you. He really does. But he respects you too much. Maybe someday he’ll realise why you’re doing this. But till then he’d respect your decision. He’d stay away if that’s what you needed.

Ken really doesn’t want to go, but he stares at you for a second, then two, before bending down to pick up his stuff from the floor. He steps towards you and leans down to plant a kiss on your forehead, lips lingering longer than you want them to. “I’m sorry. I love you.” He breathes out, turning towards the door. He glances back at you on his way out. Waits a moment for you to look at him, to tell him it’s all a lie, that you want him to stay. But your eyes stay trained on the floor, tears keep spilling, heart keeps breaking.

Maybe you’ll change your mind. You will change your mind. Because he loves you.

feedback and constructive criticism is much appreciated!!

mitsuki being all jokey about how much nicer eijirou is than katsuki when he’s around but as she’s about to drop them off at the dorms katsuki remembers he forgot his workout shorts so it’s just mitsuki and eijirou in the car.

mitsuki locks eyes with the redhead through the rear view mirror and the levity in her eyes is replaced with a vicious glare

“you make my brat cry and i’ll crack your skull like a coconut and use your brain matter to fertilise my hydrangeas.”

Gimme all your rodytodobakudeku thoughts, yo. I'm here for the poly love.

@allyru Thank you so much for asking!!

Alrighty, buckle in my friends. This might get long. I've got a lot of feelings for these four. Lol.

💜 PART 1/2 💜

Bakugou:

Is at first super jealous and annoyed.

He's already gotta deal with Icy Hot.

Why this Blade-Haired Hobo Extra now as well???

It's not like he's attractive. (He totally finds him attractive. That's why he's so mad.)

Also, he's witty as fuck so he can't just talk over the dude like he does everyone else.

He hates that.

Also the kid never seems fazed when Bakugou is Bakugou.

Just shrugs and grins and says nothing. Sometimes whistles innocently. Yeah, stuff he knows is gonna annoy Bakugou.

It totally does.

Is shocked when Izuku admits to all three of them one day that he wants to date all three of them.

They all agree to dating Izuku but it's a rivalry between the three of who can be best boyfriend until all four of them start dating each other.

Who am I kidding? It's still a rivalry with these three much to Deku's chagrin.

Bakugou finds Pino very cute but hell will freeze over before he tells anyone. He calls the little soul bird "that damn feather duster" (affectionate).

Todoroki:

Is constantly taking Rody's sarcasm as serious.

Rody finds this hilarious.

Starts doing that thing that people do with little kids making them say bad words or random ridiculousness.

Izuku gets upset with Rody for this even if he is a little amused.

Bakugou is hella amused but isn't going to give Rody the pleasure of knowing that.

Once they become friends and then start dating tries to help Shouto learn the difference between face-value information, sarcasm, and joking, etc.

Still does the make him say stuff sometimes because it's fun and Shouto is a good sport.

Shouto finds Pino very sweet and often she sits on his shoulders and sleeps.

Is the one all three come to even quiet time is needed. No words need to be said either.

They each have their own tells when they need quiet Shouto time.

With Bakugou he just angrily throws himself onto the couch and glares until Shouto silently pats his lap at which time Bakugou lays his head in it and Shouto runs his fingers through Bakugou's hair. - "Only because you're taking up half the couch." "I know."

With Izuku he will just walk up to him then second guess himself and start walking off until Shouto stops him and takes his hand, lacing their fingers together. - "Let's take a walk around campus for awhile?" "... thank you~"

With Rody its a little harder what with the way his witicism and sarcasm kinda hide what he's really feeling but you know who can help with that... that's right! Pino! And boy does she! When Rody needs quiet time with Shouto she'll literally attempt to turn Shouto's head to look at Rody. He still doesn't really 'see' what she wants him to see. He's not really good with subtlety guys, give the boy a break. But he'll come to realize that when Pino is trying to get his attention where it comes to Rody, something's gotta be done and soon. Especially once they are dating. (Shouto is the best damn boyfriend no matter his partner(s) and you can fight me on this.) *after Pino has gotten his attention* "Hey, Rody?" "Hm?" "Want to get out of here? My sister invited me to dinner if you want to join me? I'm sure she'd love to see you again." "... yeah okay. Sounds good." *Rody tries to shrug it off but I've look at Pino let's Shouto know he done good. Sometimes she'll even give him a thumbs up.*

There you go!!! Here's Part 1 of 2!! Hope you all enjoy!!

:D Also tagging @lynlys, @beyblader04, and id tag the anon too if I could who sent an ask for some as well! (Part 2 will be on @lynlys's ask!)

currently thinking about: domesticated Bakugou

he’s exhausted, bone tired, as he limps into his apartment, shedding his hero costume bit by bit by the front door and dropping it in a pile by his boots.

he yawns, loud like an adult lion, and throws his arms overhead to stretch out his tired sore muscles. he lumbers towards the bathroom to shower, not for pleasure, but because he stinks to high heaven like sweat from the day. if he could stand it, he’d skip the shower and head straight to bed, but one whiff of himself has him stepping behind the glass shower pane. his shower is long, running the water until it’s cold because his aching muscles need the TLC, then he steps out and sweeps a towel around his waist, laying low on his toned hips.

he heads for his bedroom, swinging open the door when he finds your curled up figure in his bed. he’s surprised at first. he almost forget he gave you a key to his place a couple weeks back- it was a huge step in your guys relationship, one that made bakugou’s heart swell. but, he wasn’t disappointed to see you, looking all cute in his bed, tucked so neatly underneath the covers, snoring quietly.

he dressed for bed, not wanting to miss another moment without you in his arms, because bakugou was nothing but soft for you. he slid in next to you, wrapping his heavy arms around your waist and tugging you into his broad chest.

you stirred from your sleep and turned in his arms to face him after feeling his familiar warmth engulf you. you pressed your face into chest, breathing him in for a moment, before looking up at him.

“when’d you get home?” your voice is soft and tender with sleep.

“a bit ago,” he replies with the same tenderness.

“missed you,” you say in earnest, snuggling impossibly closer to him. you had tried to wait up for him, but had fallen asleep instead.

“missed you too, puddin’,” he presses the softest kiss to your hairline.

“how was your day?” you’re so tired your words are slurring.

“tiring, damn villains couldn’t take the day off,” he retorts and you giggle.

“glad your okay,” you tell him, reaching up to peck his lips in a chaste kiss.

“yeah.”

there’s a mellow pause, one that you two sit comfortably in until bakugou hears your gentle snores once more, puffs of warm air fanning against his bare chest. he looks down to see that you’ve fallen back asleep, his precious puddin’.

“night puddin’,” he whispers, pressing a longing kiss to your forehead, before closing his eyes and trying for sleep himself.