Spice Tolerance

this request ! fem ! reader , swearing , reader is shorter than katsuki

one thing that katsuki didnt understand about you was how quickly your personality switched. there would be times where you would be laughing and giggling with your friends, and the moment that he slipped his hand into yours, you would go bright red and go silent. of course, you never pulled away, but you practically froze and gave one word answers to anyone who spoke to you.

he found it your reaction funny most of the time, but it occasionally irked him at how you shied away from his touch in public. sometimes he just wanted to hold you close to him, but you would always panic and burn a bright red in the face. katsuki wanted to show his love for you proudly, but you always seemed to try and evade his hands, and make excuses to not reciprocate his affection in public.

it was odd for him to see you so bright and bubbly one second, and then as quiet as a mouse the next. what was even more odd to katsuki was how dependant you were on him whenever a new situation arose. you would always hide behind him when you were faced with something you had never seen before.

"oi, stop bein' so jittery and get yer ass over here." katsuki grumbled, reaching out to pull you by the waist closer to his own body, your head bumping against his chest. he had been wanting you by his side all day, and now that he got the chance to, katsuki wasted no time in getting you close to him. he grinned at how jumpy you were, before he muttered out, clearly not wanting to be overheard.

"stay by my side, dumbass..."

THEY’RE ALL IN HERO COSTUMES AND HE’S IN CIVILIAN CLOTHES MY POOR BABY

the parallels 😭 1-A where pro heroes used to be 😭 the little kid in deku's place 😭 deku being for that kid what all might was for him 😭 they are so dear to me

where?

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Hey hey! If you haven't already, may I get a good ol' shoujo like classic confession from Bakugou?

A Spark of Truth

You were standing by the window, absentmindedly watching the rain as it tapped lightly against the glass. It had been a long day, and you were just trying to clear your head. The sound of footsteps grew closer, and you turned to find Bakugou standing at the door, a rare, serious expression on his face.

"Oi," he called, his voice rough but not as brash as usual. "We need to talk."

You raised an eyebrow, heart suddenly pounding in your chest. He never spoke like that unless something was on his mind. You gave a slow nod, stepping aside to let him in.

He stepped forward, but didn't say anything at first. His hands were clenched into fists at his sides, his fiery gaze focused on you, yet there was an odd vulnerability in his eyes. You couldn’t quite place it, but it made your stomach do flips.

"Look," he started, and his tone was rough, like it always was when he was trying to hide something. "I don’t... I don’t know how to say this shit without it sounding stupid."

Your chest tightened at the unfamiliar words, and you couldn’t help but feel a spark of hope. Bakugou never spoke like this unless it meant something serious.

He took a step closer, his hand gripping the edge of the desk as if he needed something to hold onto. "I’m not good at this, okay? But I need you to listen." His eyes softened for a moment, and you could see the hesitation in his expression, the way he was trying to find the right words.

And then, with a deep breath, Bakugou let it all go.

"I like you, damn it. A lot. I’ve been trying to ignore it for the longest time, but I can’t anymore," he muttered, his voice low and full of frustration. "You’re always on my mind, and I hate it. I hate how it makes me act all... like this. But I don’t care anymore."

You were frozen in place, unable to fully process what he’d just said. Did Bakugou, the boy who could never seem to express himself properly, just confess to you? Your heart was pounding in your ears as his words settled in your chest.

"I’m not good with feelings, and I sure as hell don’t know how to do this the right way, but… I’m here, and I’m telling you now." He stepped forward again, closing the space between you. His hands reached out, fingers brushing your arm like it was the most delicate thing he’d ever touched.

A quiet tension filled the air, the kind that could break you if you weren’t careful. And then, slowly, hesitantly, Bakugou leaned in, his lips brushing yours—just enough to make your breath catch in your throat.

"You’re the one who makes me lose my mind, you know that?" he whispered, his forehead leaning against yours.

You didn’t know what to say, or how to say it, but it didn’t matter. His confession was all you needed to know.

"I like you, too," you whispered back, your heart fluttering as he let out a low, contented sigh, holding you closer.

And just like that, the walls between you two crumbled, leaving only the quiet comfort of mutual feelings and the rain tapping gently on the window.

I am this close 🤏 to getting sick of smuts. Like come on, where's the angsty little fluff fanfics??? I swore there were many fics to read w that genre and now its almost like every time i scroll its all 90% smuts.

i can’t help it 🦢

I am in love with Izuku Midoriya.

That’s it. That’s the post.

.ᐟ lifeline

i.midoriya smau

you wouldn’t want to be tatted by anyone else.

a/n: tattooist!izuku i would move mountains for you i would kill for you

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