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Comforting Them Pt. 2

Ojiro, Shoji, Momo, Koda, Shinsou, Monoma, Tamaki, Aizawa, Hawks, Dabi, Shigaraki, Toga

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Ojiro

Ojiro was another one to not have many bad days, but when he did have them, he didn't get mad or moody. Just all sad. Of course, you are there to cheer him up whenever it's needed.

One day, after a long stressful day, he needed some cuddle time with you as you rubbed his back. So when he got home and saw you at the table, on your phone, he immediately went and hugged you from behind.

You smiled back at him. "I didn't hear you come in, hey." You kissed his cheek.

"I missed you," He whined and you chuckled softly, grabbing your phone and standing up.

"Lets get you changed and lay down, okay," You ask, already knowing the answer.

"Okay," He says quietly, kissing your cheek, which made your smile brighter.

You got him up to your guy's bedroom and threw him clothes. He got changed, along with you and you laid down so he could lay on you chest.

When you started rubbing his back, his taild wrapped around your leg, making you smile.

You put him to sleep pretty easily and you woke up with him absolutely glued to you.

Shoji

After a long day of listening to Bakugou's yelling and Denki accidentally electrocuting him, he was over it. You were in the shower when he got home and took no time to join you.

He startled you at first, since you didn't hear him, but quickly recovered and kissed him.

"Hey babe! How was work," You ask, wrapping your arms around his hips.

He sighed and used every arm to pull you close to him. "Fucking terrible."

You frowned and started kissing his cheek. "You wanna talk about it?"

He goes on about his long and annoying day as you rub his back and use your nails to scratch it gently. He sighed at the feeling and laid his head on your shoulder.

"Come on. Lets clean up and have some dinner. I haven't eaten yet and I know you haven't," You say, moving up to kiss him.

He kisses back, happy to finally have you in his arms. "Okay. Turn around, let me clean you," He says, using three hands to turn you around, the other three grabbing stuff to clean you.

You giggle gently and let him clean you and you do the same for him before you get out the shower and make dinner for him.

Momo

Momo was known as the "rich girl" in school. Well at least outside of class 1-A and 1-B anyway. They knew her well enough. But the rest of the school was convinced she got where she was with money.

She hated this, but never brought it up. Especially when her classmates, and even some kids from class 1-B defended her when they heard this. No because Kirishima almost punched a third year, Bakugou as back up.

So some people thought she bought her place in class? So what? And so what that they never suspected Iida even though they were equal in about everything? It doesn't matter. It just doesn't.

She tried to convince herself of this, but no matter how many times this was repeated, it never stuck. She still broke down over it, and then kept it to herself. You just happened to accidentally walk in on one of her breakdowns, while trying to give her the bag she left behind.

Now you sat on her bed, as she was silent and cried on the floor.

"Momo-," She cut you off, throwing an empty water bottle at your head and shook her head.

"No talking," You sighed with a nod. Instead, you sat by her and she instantly moved to lean into your side.

After a few minutes, she mumbled into your shoulder, "Okay, I wanna talk about it."

This led to her yelling at you. Okay, not AT you, but yelling as if to get her frustration out, pacing the room.

"I worked just as hard as ANYONE ELSE to get here! I can't go one day to walk down the hall without hearing "Daddy's Money" and its unfair!"

"Momo-"

"You NEVER hear Iida and Todoroki being called out for being rich! No, because they are men so they MUST'VE earned their place while I'm just a measly little lady who can't be smart or be strong!"

"Babe, I know-"

"I constantly stress myself out to earn my good grades just to be constantly bullied every single day by people that don't know me! It's embarrassing and its fucking degrading and I HATE it! They make me so angry-"

You covered her mouth and pinned her against the wall, catching her attention. "I understand, I get it, and we can continue to talk about this but it's 8 PM and you're yelling honey. I don't think you want the whole dorm building to hear, huh?"

Momo nodded, face turning red like she was embarrassed. You uncovered her mouth and kissed her. "Don't be embarrassed, it's okay. We can even go on a ride so you can yell all you want."

"...I would like that," She nodded.

"Okay, lets go."

By the way the class was ten times more defensive after that, they definitely heard all of it.

Koda

You stared at the snake in Koda's enclosure. You were at his house, helping with his daily check in. His room was huge, cage after cage with animal after animal.

"So why are you getting rid of the snake," You asked, looking over to where he sulked on his bed.

"Well... Snakes eat mice... And I have a hard time feeding him," Koda looked almost disappointed. "I feel bad because I know hes hungry but I get sad hearing the mice struggle."

You couldn't help but smile at him, at how kind hearted he was. "Listen babe, I'll feed the snake while you... Go feed brownie," You remember the three legged cat that hadn't been fed yet.

"Are you sure," He looked up to you and you kissed him.

"Mhm, and I'll let you know when he's done eating and everything so you don't have to walk in on it," He nodded and stood up, leaving.

You stared at the snake, nodding slightly. "I got this. Two mice, and it won't need to be fed for another week. Yep, I got this. For Koji."

You took hold of one of the mice and made the mistake of looking it in the eyes. "...oh no, you're cute... Like a little snowball... There are two other mice anyway."

You fed him the other mice with your eyes closed, then sighed as you closed the cage. You looked to the last mouse and your heart dropped.

"You're not snowball... SNOWBALL!"

Shinsou

Shinsou loved and cherished his sleep, when he could get it. Having insomnia did NOT help in the slightest.

So insomnia mixed with a mission that was constant for a week, no room for sleeping, made him very grumpy and frustrated.

All the heroes that worked that week were so tired, they were hallucinating and were taken to the hospital. He refused it though, just wanting to see you.

He sat in the car that drove him home, feeling like he was flying, and about to pass out. He kept hearing things. Bangs, scratches, whispering, quiet yelling. It felt like spiders were crawling over him.

Next thing he knew, he was at the door, Denki holding him up.

'Was Denki the one driving me,' He thought  as he stared at Denki like he had two heads.

(Denki and Jirou weren't at the mission, just there to take Shinsou home to you. So they were completely fine.)

You heard the knock at the door while watching TV in your bedroom and got up, jogging downstairs. Your eyes widened when you saw Denki and Jirou at the door, holding Shinsou up between them.

"Hey Y/N! Before you freak out, he's 100% fine. Just hasn't slept for a week. He just needs sleep," Denki was quick to explain, calming you down.

"He looks like that because he's hallucinating. But he isn't in pain for anything," Jirou explained and you opened the door more, letting them in.

Shinsou looked to Jirou. 'When did she get here?'

"Just set him on the couch. I got him from there," You said, sighing.

They did just that, you thanked them and they left. You went in front of Shinsou, getting on your knees, your hands on his knees, and he didn't react in the slightest.

"'Toshi, baby, can you say something," You ask and he jumps a little.

"Wh- what..." 'Why is Y/N on the mission with me? She isn't a hero,' he thinks, not aware of much. "Wh- why are... Why are you here? I- it's not sa- safe," he stutters out.

"Baby you're home. We're both safe. Look around," You say rubbing his cheek gently.

He does and when he realizes he's home, he kind of freaks out. 'What happened? I was just fighting...' His thoughts are interrupted by that stupid banging, and looks around for it.

"What are you looking for, Hitoshi," You ask, confused.

"Th- the ban- banging."

You listen but here nothing. You chalked it up to the hallucinations. You move his face towards you.

"Can you make it to the bedroom," You say softly.

'Bedroom? I'm on a mission... No, why is Y/N here? It's isn't safe for her.' His thoughts were going crazy, the noises came back, the crawling feeling came back and he just broke down in tears.

"I c- can't fucki- fucking th- think," He practically shouts and you frown.

You pull him close and kiss his forehead as he cried. "It's okay, it's okay 'Toshi. I'm here."

He gripped onto tightly and you pull him on you as you lay down. He cries into your neck, not being able to stop the noises, and the feelings surrounding him... Until you grab his attention.

"Listen to me, baby. You're home and safe. I'm safe. The mission is over. I know whatever is happening right now is driving you crazy but it's okay. Go to sleep. You don't need to stay awake," You whisper gently in his ear, rocking him gently and rubbing his back.

"B- but the mi- missi-" You swiftly cut him off.

"The mission is over. You succeeded. You can sleep now, 'Toshi. You saved everyone. Just go to sleep," You say now moving to his hair.

After like 10 seconds, you feel his body go limp and his eyes close as he goes into a very deep sleep, relaxed by your magical hands and words.

It was over a day when Shinsou ACTUALLY woke up. He woke a few times to use the bathroom but fell right back to sleep.

He was starving, didn't feel like moving, he felt dirt after not showering for so long, his head hurt and was thirsty as hell.

Of course, you were there to help him. You made him lots of food and didn't make him get out of bed to eat it, got him tons of water, got him medicine for his headache, and then got him in a bath.

He didn't feel like standing or moving for long so you went with bath rather than a shower. You got in, straddling him and cleaning him up, while also rubbing his sore muscles.

All while you did, he whispers how much he loved you and missed you while he was on the mission.

You let him relax after cleaning him and he wants nothing more but to hold you, so you let him.

Despite the shitty state he was in, he couldn't be happier with you in his arms.

Monoma

Monoma was a cocky bastard but he had his insecurities as well. ONLY you got to see this. He was insecure about multiple things.

His looks, his height, his weight and even his personality. He wanted to change his personality, truly, but couldn't. Especially when you loved him the way he was. When he was feeling insecure, he went to you, and let me tell you, you HYPED him up.

One night, he had off work, and was waiting for you to come home.

See, he kept himself pretty skinny but stronger and he never really LIKED it, but it was useful for copying different quirks and keeping his body ready for a quick change of quirks.

He didn't like looking in the mirror and seeing that he was as skinny as he was. But he couldn't change it, since it would interfere with his hero work.

He was thinking about this that night, sitting on the couch, waiting for you to come home and cheer him up.

He didn't hear you come in or call his name but did feel you climb onto his lap.

"Hey, what're you thinking about so deeply? You didn't hear me," You say, kissing his forehead.

"...do you love me," He asks quietly, like he was expecting a no.

You looked at him weirdly. "Of course I love you, I love you more than anything. Why," You run a hand through his hair.

He ignores your question. "Do you love my body," He asks, voice kind of shaky now.

You frown. Of course, you've seen him break down before, being married for a year, but together for 5. So you caught onto what was wrong.

"Babe, of course I love your body. It's perfect," You say, pouting and kissing him gently.

He can't help but kiss you back, pulling you close. "You always make me feel better."

You laugh softly. "I barely said anything."

"Still, it made me feel much better Y/N," He says, rubbing your back and kissing your jaw.

"Come on dork, it's bedtime. We're gonna cuddle and go to sleep," You say, pulling him up and to the bedroom.

He just follows and obliges, knowing it made you happy.

Tamaki

He didn't have having bad days, as far as he was concerned. The anxiety attacks and being nervous were just part of his daily life now, so he was used to it.

But ever so often, they got to the point where he actually couldn't breathe and panicked even more, because he couldn't take an actual breath, making it worse. This was happening one day, after a successful mission.

Successful meaning you and the rest of the heroes got all the people that were alive, out, and got the villains. Now you worked with Fat Gum at his agency, and were always there to help with panic or anxiety attacks that Tamaki had.

So you were with him on this mission.

You've been a hero for more than 2 years longer than him and his friends, so you were used to seeing very graphic things, and didn't think much of it.

But Tamaki was a different story.

Like the great hero he was, he kept his cool during the mission, so you really didn't think much of him seeing all the bodies and blood. It wasn't until after the mission, you noticed how every single younger hero looked traumatized.

Nejire, Mirio, Tamaki, and Kirishima. They looked like they were going to pass out.

"Damnit, we forgot about how they're new to the bigger missions," Fat Gum says from beside you.

"Uh huh," you say, agreeing. Now that you remember, the scene was extremely gruesome and couldn't have been great for one of their first missions as actual proheroes.

Tamaki, along with the rest of them, couldn't get the picture of the scene out of their head.

Then he passed out. You were quick to catch him before he hit his head on the hard, marble floor. The rest looked like they were going to do the same.

Fat Gum got some people to calm them down while you took care of Tamaki. All of them were having panic attacks in less than five minutes.

Tamaki was probably having the worse one he's ever had, but you were able to get him to look at you, through his struggled breathing and full on panic.

"I know, I know, it was scary. I'm so sorry you had to see that. But Tama, baby, I need you to focus on breathing. I know it's hard to think about anything else but I need you to really focus," you say, holding his face.

You guys sat in the corner of the room, you hiding him from eyes, knowing he hated to be seen by anyone but you during these.

He listens to you and really, really fucking tries.

"There you go, Tama. You're doing great. So great. Just keeping doing that," you say as you feel his breathing get better in the slightest.

After a minute or two, he speaks. "I- I feel li- like throwing up."

You get a trashcan and put it in front of him, and he threw up. You rubbed his back and looked back to see the rest of them doing the exact same thing.

When he was done, you noticed his head was struggling to stay up.

"Are you just dizzy or do you feel like you're going to fully to pass out," You ask, holding his head straight.

"Dizzy," He crokes out.

You nod and pull him close, his head against your chest, arms wrapped around you. He held you like his life depended on it.

It was a long night for the four of them, and you drove Kirishima to Bakugou's place, Mirio to his Dad's, Nejire to her Dad's and Tamaki went home with you.

You walked into your shared apartment and you went straight to the bathroom after take your shoes off. He was very quiet. More than usual.

So you started a shower and got him in it. You washed all the dirt and blood off of him, and he stood there, silent and wanting to get the images out of his head.

"Turn around, baby," You say softly, and he turns to face you. You massage his chest and kiss him gently. "I love you so much, Tama."

"I love you too, Y/N," Ye says, softly. 

You move him under the water and start to wash his hair of all the dried mud and blood.

"Are you hungry," You ask, scratching at a spot where mud had fully dried.

He nodded his head as you finally got the mud out. "Well, I'm clean and everything so how about you finish up here and I go make us some food, okay," You ask and he nods.

You kiss him gently before getting out and getting dressed before going downstairs and making what you could with the stuff you had.

Once he's done, he walks downstairs and sits down at the table. You hand him some food, and he starts to eat slowly.

You stand behind him and rub his back and run your hand through his hair.

After half of it of his food gone, he looked sick again. You got him the trash can and he threw up. You weren't surprised. You did this on your first gorey mission too.

"I'm sorry," Tamaki whispered, after he threw up.

"You don't have to apologize for anything. You can continue to eat or not, whatever you feel comfortable with. I'm going to go check on the rest of them, okay," You ask, running your fingers through his soft hair.

"You're leaving," He questions, looking up to you with a worried face.

"Oh no. Just calling them. I'm staying here as long as you need me," You kiss his forehead and move to the other room to call Bakugou.

He answers with a groan. "Who the fuck is it?"

"Drop the attitude. I'm calling to check on Kirishima," You say, rolling your eyes.

"Oh. L/N. He's uhm... Is it normal for him to be throwing up this much," He asks, sounding worried.

"Uh..." You heard Tamaki throw up again. "Yes, Tamaki's doing the same thing. Make sure he gets rest and water and he should be fine... Don't be surprised if there are nightmares," You leaned against the wall behind you.

"You never told me what happened," He says, like you're dumb.

"We went on a mission with Fat Gum, Tamaki, Nejire and Mirio. It was worse than we thought it was when we got there. There were a lot of bodies and blood. Not something they should be seeing so early on in hero work," You explain, banging your head slightly.

"So... He just saw a gruesome scene," He seems like he trying to understand the problem there.

"I know it doesn't SOUND bad, but you weren't there. All the blood on him? That was just from getting survivors out, with no fighting. It's hard for someone his age to see something like that, whether you want to believe it or not, Bakugou. Now I gotta call Mario's and Nejire's dad. Keep me updated," You say, and hang up after he agrees.

The same thing was happening with Mirio and Nejire. After making sure they were OKAY though, you got back to Tamaki and put him to bed.

It took him a good hour to fall asleep in your arms but eventually, did.

You watched him sleep and hated how that day went.

Aizawa

Like Shinsou, he loved his sleep, which was hard to get when being a teacher and a hero. So when he went a few days without a minute of sleep, he was grumpy as fuck.

You also had your job so you didn't see him a lot, but kept calling him to check up. You noticed how snappy he got with you, which was rare to say the least.

You got home one night and saw Shinsou and Eri on the couch.

"Thank god you're home," Eri says, jumping into your arms, and you put her on your hip. She was starting to get too big for that.

"What's wrong," You ask, feeling the tension in the room.

"Dad's in a mood. He didn't yell at us or anything but he snapped at me. Eri has never seen it so it kinda freaked her out," Shinsou says, standing up and hugging you. "Welcome home though."

You smiled softly, hugging him back. "Thank you. And Eri, you know how to get grumpy when you haven't had your nap," You ask, propping her up higher on your hip after she nods. "That's what Dad is going through. He's okay and he's not mad at you or Shinsou. Just tired."

"Ooooh! Okay," she yells, understanding.

"Here, I'll get her ready for bed. I don't know when he'll be back from patrol," Shinsou says, taking Eri and she holds onto him, clearly not tired.

Shinsou was very tall now, so you had to tiptoe to kiss the top of his head. "You know I appreciate it when you take care of her."

Shinsou smiles softly and kisses the side of your head. "I know you do, Mom. Don't worry about it."

"Okay. Go do what you have to do. I'm gonna call your Dad," You said, ruffling his alresdy messy hair.

You went up to the bedroom and called Aizawa and immediately, he sounded ticked off.

"What," He asked, sounding annoyed with you.

"Just wanted to check up on you," You said, knowing snapping back at him would do nothing.

"I'm fine, Y/N. Why the hell would you call me just for that," He said, making you feel stupid.

Scratch the whole snapping back thing.

"I'm sorry I'm worried about my husband, after I come home to both of our kids worried about you as well. I know you're tired and haven't slept, but you better think before you have an attitude with your caring and loving wife, m'kay," You say, not with an attitude persay, but there was a tone there.

He went silent before speaking up. "I'm sorry, I know I've been fucking moody and all of that. I am done with patrol in like 30 minutes and I'll be home to get sleep and calm down."

"Okay, babe. I love you," You say, sitting down.

"I love you too," He says before you hang up.

About 45 minutes later, he gets home and you are there to greet him. You wrap your arms around his neck and he hugs you as you kiss him.

"Bedtime," You say, pulling him.

"I need to showe-," You cut him off.

"Bedtime, Shota."

He followed you to the bedroom, and got changed while you plugged in his phone. You pulled him on the bed and he laid on your chest.

"I love you, Y/N," He says, going to sleep.

"I love you too."

Hawks

Hawks looked like the most happy, cocky and confident person to survive when it came to his fans.

You were a different story.

You were there to hold him as he cried about his bad days, which he had quite a bit of. You were there to hold him when he ranted about not being good enough to be a hero. And you were there to reassure him that you loved him when he struggled with believing so.

One night, he just had a breakdown while you were at work. So when you came home and heard his uneven breathing and struggled sobs, you took your shoes off and found him on the kitchen floor, looking almost in physical pain.

You bent down to him and he only noticed you because you blocked his vision.

"Keigo, baby, look at me," He shook his head, tears falling like a river. You lift his head up yourself and wipe his tears away. "Take a breath, you're hyperventilating."

"I- I can't," he chokes out.

"Yes you can, it's okay," You take his hands out of his hair. He puts them on your waist as if he's afraid of you moving away. "I'm not going anywhere babe, it's okay."

It took him a minute but he started breathing a little more normally. You ran your hands through his messy hair and let him hold onto you, tightly.

"What's wrong," You ask, not stopping the hand in his hair.

"...we need to break up," He says, and you look down at him.

"Excuse me," You say, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm not good enough for you, Y/N," He says and you sigh, thankful that this was something you could talk him out of.

He watches as you stand up, and then pull him up with you. "Come on. You need to change out of your hero costume and then we're talking."

"But-."

"This is not up for discussion, Takami," you say, with a tone that makes Keigo agree instantly. He knew you well enough to know when not to fuck around.

He followed you into the bedroom and you took his jacket off and then pointed to the rest of his clothes. "Strip." Then you went to get him to start a shower.

He stripped his clothes and you pulled him in the shower with you. He sighed as you started cleaning his wings. You smiled softly as you watched them shake gently.

You two showered in silence, and washed each other. He looked exhausted.

When you two got out, you got dressed and you laid him down on your stomach, which he gladly took, holding onto you tightly.

"I'm sorry," He says, softly. You run your hands through his hair. "I don't want to break up. I just want you to be happy."

"I am happy. With you. Being without you breaks me, Keigo. I'm sorry I can't get you to understand that. But you don't have anything to be sorry for. I know. Just go to sleep," you say softly, now rubbing his bare back.

"...okay," he whispers and yoy let him cuddle into you.

"I love you Y/N," he says, falling asleep.

"I love you too."

Dabi

Dabi doesn't show emotions, much like his little brother. He tries. God, he tries so hard but it's hard for him. You've only seen it a few times. Those few times, were just barely, where he tells you he loves you.

When you walked into your shared apartment one day, and heard a glass shatter almost immediately, you jumped.

"Fuck," You heard him yell out, then a loud bang.

You went into the kitchen and saw him sinking to the floor, back against the wall. You saw the blood down his face, the red knuckles, the broken glass and the hole in the wall. You didn't freak out, but got some first aid stuff from the bathroom, then knelt down in front of him.

"Get the fuck away from me, Y/N," He said, his voice raspy and tried to push you away.

You smacked his hand away. "No."

"I wasn't as-," You stop him from finishing.

"You weren't asking? I'm not your EnEmY, Touya. Now, look at me," You say, grabbing his chin and lifting his bloody face up. You saw the blood coming from his eyes, and pooling in them. That had to hurt.

He doesn't fight you, but softens. You clean his face and then move to his hands. They were at least sprained. So you wrapped them up.

"How'd you sprain BOTH hands, and wrists," You ask, tightening the bandage.

"...I don't want to talk about it," His voice is strained.

"Okay," You say simply, then moved the first aid stuff out of the way and got him ice for his hands. "Come on, stand up."

He stands and you pull him to the bedroom, sitting him down on the bed and handing him the ice.

"Get comfortable. I'll be right back, Touya," You went to walk away but he stopped you.

"Please stay," He croaks out, and you turn back to see his eyes pooling with blood again. You grab a tissue and start wiping at the blood again.

"Calm down, babe. It's okay, I'm here," You say softly, as he looks you in the eye.

"You won't leave," He asks, grabbing your waist gently.

"No. Never. Now can you tell me what happened," You ask, letting him pull you into his lap.

"...Shoto knows who I am," His voice was very shaky, like he was about to break down. "He pulled me into an alley way and told me everything he knew before I could even react."

"Did he say he was going to say something," You ask, worried yourself.

"No. He just hugged me and said he missed me. I just... Did I do the wrong thing by running away? I didn't know he would miss me like that. He was almost crying, Y/N. I didn't want to hurt him, I didn't think he'd care," He looks broken.

"...running away wasn't a good choice, I won't lie to you. But it's not like you HAD a choice. It was that or get even more hurt," You say, rubbing his neck gently.

"But I hurt Shoto," He says, blood started to spill from his eyes again.

"Baby, you need to calm down for a second," You held him while wiping the blood away, once again.

It takes a few minutes for him to calm down and then you notice the tired look on his face.

"Do you want to go to sleep," You ask, running a hand through his hair.

"Yes. Is that okay," He asks, looking up to you, making you chuckle.

"Of course it is. We'll clean you up later. For now, arms up," You say, pulling them up. You take his bloody shirt off and he lays down, pulling you on him to cuddle.

"I love you so much, Y/N," He says before kissing you.

After you break apart from the kiss, you look him in the eye. "I love you too, Touya."

He knows you would never understand how much that truly means to him.

Shigaraki

It was getting late, and Shigaraki said he would be at your place hours ago. You naturally got worried, texting Toga. And she said he left awhile ago.

So you sat there, hoping he'd at least send a text. But no text, no call, nothing for hours upon hours. You eventually just go to sleep, hoping for the best.

Soon enough, you wake up to banging downstairs. You questioned if it was actually Shigaraki, until you heard "FUCK!"

That was definitely his voice.

You jogged downstairs to see he dusted a vase. "...I'll steal you a new one."

"My Mom's ashes were in that," You gave him a horrified look and he froze.

"...I'll dust you a new Mom?"

"Nah, she was a bitch anyway," Shigaraki huffed as you landed in his arms. "You're pouting, what's wrong?"

"I am not po- I do not pout," He almost looked offended.

You poked his bottom lip. "Then put this buddy away," You smiled softly and kissed him. "How about you rant as we make dinner together? I hear your stomach growling."

Toga

Toga was coming back from her mission within a few hours. You were waiting at your house, with food ready to just heat up and eat. You knew she didn't have much time to eat to take care of herself much at all during these longer missions.

You sat on the couch, on your phone with the lights off. It was dark, moonlight shining in and lighting it up pretty well.

Then your living room was suddenly bright. You looked outside, squinting against the light, and noticed it was the LOV van. You stood up, stretching snd approached the door as there was a knock.

There stood Dabi, holding a very dirty and tired looking Toga. "She's being dramatic, take her," Dabi huffed.

You took hold of her, her latching onto you with her arms around your neck, legs around your waist. "Thanks Dabi."

"Whatever," He mumbled, walking away.

You shut the door and looked down to Toga. "You want some food?"

"Mhm," She nodded, yawning.

After you guys ate, you got her into a bath. She was filthy, and it wasn't just on her clothes. Absolutely covered in blood and dirt.

You cleaned her up from outside of the tub, and she was practically passed out asleep. You didn't mind helping, especially after the long week she had.

Ever so often, her hand would grab yours as if she was unaware you were busy cleaning her. As if she was telling you to stop moving.

"Himiko, you gotta let go," You chuckled, trying to pull your wrist out of her grip.

"Bedtime," She mumbled, grip loosening just a bit.

"You can't go to bed covered in dried blood," You mumbled, cleaning off her arm.

Toga just hummed. You took your time cleaning her, checking for any cuts that had to be cleaned up. There were a few so you finished cleaning her of mud and dirt, and woke her up.

She was a little moody, but you still stood her out of the bath, and dried her off. She whined a little when you cleaned and bandaged up her cuts, but you got through it.

You brought her to the bedroom, got her dressed in just your shirt since she asked to be, put her hair up and finally, you two went to bed.

In the middle of the night, you woke up to her sitting up out of your arms quickly, gasping. You took a few seconds to process you were alive before looking to her.

She was shaking, and crying. "Hey, baby, what's wrong," You sat up next to her. You touched her shoulder and she jumped. "Okay, okay, I won't touch you."

You leaned over, turning a lamp on. "Himiko, it's okay," You sat by her, not touching her.

You continued to talk to her softly, eventually being able to hold her hand. She stopped crying eventually, but still shook. You pulled her into your lap and kissed her, letting her get comfortable.

"I love you, Y/N. I'm sorry," Toga yawned.

"Don't be sorry, it's okay. I love you too," You mumbled, turning the lamp off and leaning back in bed, holding her close.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Morning kisses and raspy voices with Bakugou Katsuki ( x reader fluff)

> posting some soft bakugou for the dash <3 my coffee was so sweet this morning and I was in desperate need of comfort after watching banana fish :(

No warnings! Gender-neutral Reader! tons of fluff :)

Stretching its warm rays, the sunlight tickles your skin, brushing you awake gently. It’s a rare moment of peace, one usually stripped away by a loud ringing alarm clock. Tranquility and warmth wash over your sleepy form, you nuzzle closer to the big chest next to you. A tender and heavy hand finds its way to the back of your head, gliding down to caress your upper back. The steady rise and fall of his broad chest, skin soft against your cheek, keeping you blissfully half asleep. Until the blonde under you yawns loudly, body shaking slightly as he stretches one big arm over his head. You giggle softly as he groans deeply, tiredly and clearly having needed that stretch. He sighs again, and you can feel his tense muscles relax again under you. His toned torso feeling softer than before, you smile against his chest as he pulls you closer to him again. Your fingers trail their way up his stomach, earning you a slight chuckle as you move them upwards, one hand tracing patterns on his chest now. Peacefully and sleepily, you flutter open your eyes, slowly shifting your head upwards to look at your tired lover.

Sunday morning was always your favorite, that one day of the week no one would wake him but you. No alarm clock, no distress call. You knew how much he needed his sleep, and now, finally fully rested, he was smiling happily back down at you. Drowsy, and slurring his words, his morning voice rings in your ears- “G’d mornin’ darlin’~” he grins softly, his features colored by honey sunlight. “Hmm~ morning 'Tsuki-” you nuzzle back into his chest, smiling to yourself as you blush. The warmth spreading across your cheeks catches his attention, he raises his voice again, knowing he was the cause of it. His voice more raspy than usual, and his tone tempting, “no need to be shy and hide away~”. Sending shivers down your spine, you blush as you look into his red eyes. The crimson hues amplified by the morning sun in his face. He presses a lazy kiss onto your lips, lingering for a bit longer before he gives you a head pat, signaling you to lay back down again.

With fresh kissed lips and a fluttering in your stomach, you rest your head on his chest again. No matter how much you wake up next to him, he always finds a way to take your breath away. It was impossible not to fall in love with him all over again, with every smile or glance your way he sends your heart racing. Even half-asleep, his touch is comforting and tender, and you can feel the raw affection in his gaze. His sun-kissed features comforting and inviting, you lean back up to kiss him again.

Giggling, the two of you roll around in your sheets lazily, pressing more and more kisses to each other's lips as the sun continues to rise high into the sky. Lost in your moment, you quickly forget about the rest of the world in the arms of your lover. Safe and at peace, the air filled with love and affection. The kind of unconditional and unwavering love you’ve been looking for in all the wrong places before you met him, the kind that makes your soul smile.

I will not receive hate for saying this but …

I CANNOT FUCKING STAND OCHACO URURAKA! I respect her character development but she is a pick-me girl and here are my reasons.

1. She goes to a prestigious hero school and claims to be “poor” but has a flip phone.

2. Chooses the obvious and basic crush.

3. Reminds me of a girl that says she’s just “one of the guys.”

FLORA IM HAVING KATSU BRAIN ROT AGAINN when do i not tbh

can i pls get katsu fluff in which reader tells him she doesn’t want to pursue being a hero but wants to become an actress?? she's from hero course

and just that she's super nervous that he'll think lowly of her now cause she doesnt want to pursue being a hero tho he is vvvvvv supportive?????

also they are in their second year

THANK U I LOVE U 😩😍💘🥵

I'm sorry for the wait bby I hope u like this I love u so much ♡

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elysian (bakugo x reader)

synopsis : reader is a 2nd year student at UA who wants to be an actress instead of a pro hero, she's afraid katsu will reject her for having different ambitions than him

infos : afab! reader

masterlist | rules | requests open | prompt list

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ꕥ okay so

ꕥ you were a part of UA's hero course, I'm class 1-A

ꕥ you and bakugo first got closer because the two of you shared the dream of becoming a pro hero

ꕥ and he fell in love with your ambition and constant optimism as regards of you two becoming successful and fulfilled pro heroes

ꕥ but acting has always been an important part of your life, you were a theatre kid after all and enjoyed being in the spotlight, giving life to a written character

ꕥ katsubabe knew about this because he always tried his best to attend each of your representations but he did not suspect the fact that this could be your dream career

ꕥ therefore, you were terrified at the idea of telling him you were planning on leaving UA for a prestigious acting school you just received an acceptance letter from

ꕥ standing in front of your computer screen, enthralled at the "Congratulations !" bold message at the beginning of the letter, you could not fully appreciate the mail you've been expecting for weeks because katsurat was on your mind

ꕥ so many questions were popping up inside your head, overwhelming you and making your heart clench in your chest

ꕥ "Would he break up with me if he find out ? Either way, you have to tell him Y/N, how can your relationship be healthy if you're not truthful ? He's always been honest with you, do the same ! Oh my god, what if he makes fun of me ? What if he thinks I suck and rejects me ? WHAT IF HE NEVER TALKS TO ME AGAIN ???"

ꕥ just the idea made your eyes water and as things could not possibly get worse, you heard the door open

ꕥ it was katsushi.

ꕥ "Y/N I hope you did the maths homework as I told you to when I left, like 20 minutes ago- YOU DID NOT EVEN START YOU LAZY A$$ I CAN'T BELIEVE IT- the fuck is going on with your face bro ?"

ꕥ yeah he saw you crying

ꕥ he wrapped his arms around you, you hugged him back, and let the bottled up mix of stress, fear of failure and excitement get out through your eyes

ꕥ once you've calmed down, he carries you bridal style from your desk to your bed and sits you down on it, facing him, waiting for you to explain :

ꕥ "please don't make fun of me suki", "I can't promise you that" he replies with a smirk this cocky mf

ꕥ you tell him how being an actress has always been your dream, how happy you felt on stage and how you thought that was where you truly belonged

ꕥ "why the fu￠k were you crying then dumbass, that's cool"

ꕥ "you think it's cool"

ꕥ "bro why wouldn't I think it's cool, we'd make a super hot couple. Me a powerful pro hero and you a world-famous sexy actress" he says kissing your forehead

ꕥ "I thought you'd be disappointed in me or that you'd get mad at me for dropping the hero course" you admit shyly

ꕥ "You're so f-ing stupid sometimes Y/N, just tell me the s#it next time alright ? Pursue your dreams dummy"

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A/N : katsu is down bad for u my love and don't hesitate to tell me if you like my new theme x

© izukuisbaby. reblogs appreciated ! although do not modify, copy or claim as your own or repost without creds

Bakugo: Which of you motherfuckers ate my leftover katsudon?! I swear to fucking All Might, when I find out which one of you low-life asses ate MY dinner, I'm going to-

Y/N: I'm sorry, Katsuki, it was me.

Bakugo: -kiss you and make you some more, you haven't been eating enough. Want me to make it extra spicy, eh babe?

Katsuki x Fem!Reader

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A/N: Thank you anon for the request, I hope it turned out the way you wanted! enjoy <3

Warnings: Angst to fluff, low self esteem, shy!reader, Mineta exists,fight during training (please let me know if I missed anything)

Word count: ~ 2500

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Bakugou Katsuki - Look at Me

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He could feel it, the way his heart flutters, watching you heaving as you had your foot on Denki’s back with a tight hold on his arm. You’d completely immobilized him, rendering you the winner. It was your first combat training together, everyone was excited and energetic. You, however, were more nervous than anything. So when you had won in such a short amount of time, it surprised everyone. You felt your cheeks almost sizzle as heat rises in them, with everyone’s eyes on you, you thought you’d shrink to the size of an ant. You scurry off of Denki who looks at you with a wide smile, a little bit of dirt on his cheek.

“Wow Y/N! You took me by surprise there, you were amazing!” He sits up, the rest of the class coming to shower you with praise as well.

“Oh- well…I-“ You wave your hands in dismissal at the constant glory given to you, you felt like you’d pass out if you heard any more. As you’re backing away from your persisten classmates, not paying attention to what’s behind you, you felt yourself collide with something. Slowly turning to see, you’re met with Bakugou’s chest. Your whole body tenses and your head lifts to meet with his prideful gaze.

“Fight me.” He says with a self-assured smirk and dark, looming eyes. You jump and squeak, running behind Mr. Aizawa for protection. You felt like your heart was stuck in your throat as you hold onto your teacher for dear life. You knew how strong Bakugou was but the reason for your running wasn’t his menacing stare, but the way your brain kept repeating the same phase as you stood against his sturdy chest.

‘So cute!!’

The feeling of being so close to him, it was simply overwhelming! Your body had to get away before you melted before him.

“Bakugou! You’re scaring her!” Mina shouts angrily at the blonde boy, swinging her fist up and down in frustration at his aggressiveness.

“SHUT UP EXTRA!” He retaliates, stepping closer to his teacher which you’re hiding behind.

“Your training buddies have already been decided, Bakugou. Now let’s move on with the training!”

“Yes, sir!” The class shouts in unison at Aizawa’s demand. Dispersing to their places with their sparing buddies, Katsuki turns around with a “tch”. He couldn’t stop thinking about that stupid feeling in his chest, the one he felt watching you fight with your all. It was almost like when he watched All Might fight when he was younger, he’d feel such a pump of adrenaline from how awesome All Might was, but this was somehow different. He didn’t like it.

After your first interaction, the two of you generally kept a distance but you’d often find your eyes meeting, like both of you were always watching each other. You’d completely deny any time Mina or Jirou pointed out your constant stare, saying you just admired his power. They’d always give you a teasing look and giggle at your tinted face.

You had always been shy, ever since you were a kid. People have tried to help you overcome it but every time you were in front of unblinking eyes, words seemed to escape you. You would always strive to be better, but any progress was scarce and only noticed by yourself. Because of your shy personality, people felt the need to protect you, do things for you and make sure you’re okay. They always treated you like you inferior or weak, you even started to be believe that you were.

When you told people of your dream of being a hero they’d often discourage you, saying that heroes need to be brave and fearless, even your own parents tried convincing you to find another career path. It became another reason for you to fight for your dream even more, you want to prove to people, to yourself, that you don’t need protection. That you too, can save others.

So you trained, and trained and polished your quirks abilities, compensating your weaknesses. You did everything to be strong, but you still felt your brain go blank whenever someone spoke to you. All your training, meant nothing to those around you, they still thought you were weak. But when you got into UA, you felt hope fill your heart once more, they had recognized your strength, and you’d continue to show them that you were worth more than anyone bargained for.

When you first saw Bakugou, it was at the entrance exam. He had this fire in his eyes, his body never staggered, his voice never shook and his gaze never wavered. Your eyes met for a split second as he jumped over your head and exploded the robot villain you were going for. You felt your heart beat echoing through you, simply watching his unshakable movements made bravery surge through your body and for that split second his eyes met yours, you felt fearless.

To say you were relieved to see him in the classroom on the first day of school, is an understatement. While everyone coward in fear of him, you looked up to his careless attitude, he didn’t care about what others thought and you wish you were the same. The only reason for keeping your distance was to keep your heart from beating a hole in your chest and jumping out. You quickly understood you had feelings from him, but who are you to love him? You’re nowhere near as strong or brave, not to mention the other gorgeous people in class, they were all incredible but you…you were just you. To please yourself while not disturbing him, you watched him from afar and admired him from the sidelines, that was enough. You convinced yourself of that.

All the wonderful people in your class were so kind and understanding, so you made friends pretty quickly. You hung out with everyone, expect for Todoroki and Bakugou, though you would often speak with Midoriya. He’s also a bit shy, so the two of you had that in common and understood one another in that aspect. Bakugou noticed that. He noticed how the two of you grew close but he couldn’t care less.

It was at the sports festival, where you gave your all and showed the world that you were capable of being a hero, it was then he truly noticed you. After your first training session, he knew you were pretty powerful but the strength and diligence you presented during your 1-on-1 battle, it blew him away. His eyes widened as he watched you, grabbing his shirt and clutching the fabric tightly he tsked at the familiar feeling arising in his chest, it was there again. The dumb flutter of his heart, how annoying.

“Bakugou, is there anyone you like?” Denki asked teasingly. The boys of class 1a had gotten together for the sake of studying but it ended up becoming more of a chatter fest than anything.

“Tch, don’t be so stupid, dunce face.” He turned his head to look out the window of the common room of the dorms, your face creeping into the back of his mind.

“I’ve noticed you tend to watch Y/N quite a lot.” Kirishima adds, making some of the boys let out a long “ooooh”.

“She’s super pretty~!” Denki says in a dreamy way, thinking back on when you’d overpowered him during training.

“Yeah and she-“ before Mineta could utter another word, his face was engulfed by Bakugou’s hand, a small explosion going off and knocking the manlet to the ground.

“YOU DO LIKE HER!” Sero and Denki shout in unison making Bakugou’s face heat up with an unfamiliar stir in his stomach.

“I’LL KILL YOU!” He jumps at the two boys who only laugh harder. The only thing that spared their lives was Iida pulling Bakugou off of them.

After they’d all gone to bed, Katsuki couldn’t help but think about it. Had he gone and fallen for you? He covers his eyes with his forearm, sighing heavily at the fluttering in his chest. Whenever he’d lock eyes with you, you’d jump and turn away. Whenever he was close to you, you would practically run the opposite direction. Was he that scary? Did you hate him? His mind kept him up for hours, mercilessly berating him.

The next day he had dark circles under his eyes, not having gotten enough sleep because of you. He felt so sluggish and could barely focus, but when he heard he’d been paired up with you to spar, he suddenly felt a pulse of energy wash over him. Though he couldn’t tell if it was out of confidence or nervousness. Turning to get a glimpse of you, he found you already staring at him and like always, you quickly look away with a panicked look. Why?

You could look at Deku just fine, you always spoke to him, always laughing with that nerd so why not him? He felt his heart squeeze in a way that was rare for him, a painful ache that spread throughout his body.

You gulp, standing a few feet away from Katsuki whose palm already flare up with tiny explosions. Your brain focusing on how cool you think he is, but your eyes only manage to stare at his feet, not having the nerve to look him in his breathtaking eyes.

“Start!” Aizawa shouts. Bakugou wastes no time and runs right at you, jumping in the air as he winds his arm back and launching it forward with a powerful explosion erupting from his hand. You quickly dodge and counterattack with an elbow to his back, his eyes widen as he watches your movements. You had yet to look at him. Before you could activate your own quirk, he’s already charging at you again and your barely able to react but you manage to dodge him by jumping in the air and launching yourself off his back to get some distance.

“Damn it!” He shouts, hunched forwards as he stares at his hands, you watch him in shock as he trembles.

“Why won’t you look at me?!” Your shock having distracted you he’s able to land a blow, sending you flying back. Aizawa declares his victory but your mind only replays what he’d said. You struggle a bit as you stumble to your feet, Midoriya running to your side to make sure you’re okay. You give him a weak smile as he helps you get to recovery girl. The sight makes Katuki clench his fists and furrow his already tense eyebrows.

“Whatever…” He mumbles as he sits on the ground, thoughtlessly watching the rest of the class battle.

“They’re both oblivious!” Mina shouts in frustration, sitting on Kirishima’s bed as he’d gathered her, Denki, Jirou and Sero to talk about you and Bakugou. Sero gives a long sigh and closes his eyes while leaning on a wall.

“It’s true, they’re impossible to convince.” He agreed with Mina.

“Then we’ll just have to make them talk it out!” Everyone turns to look at Denki who seemed to have a plan in mind. Bakugou sighs as he makes his way to the front of Heights Alliance, looking at the text Eijiro had sent him.

‘Hey, meet me outside, I need to tell you something.’

He lets out an annoyed “tsk” as he puts his phone back in his pocket, mumbling to himself about how ‘this better be important’

But when he makes it outside, he doesn’t see Kirishima anywhere. Instead he sees the silhouette of your back under the dimly lit night sky. You’re looking up at the stars, like an idiot. Looking to the stars like they’re the most wondrous things to ever exists. You were always like that, seeing such rich beauty in small every day things, you always had something to smile about. But you never smiled at him. Bakugou’s pulled from his thoughts as he hears the entrance door lock, he shouts out an angry “OI!” As he runs to the door, banging on it, yelling at them to open it. The commotion startled you, making you turn around to see Katsuki recklessly banging and pulling on the door. You’d been tricked, hadn’t you? You knew it was odd for Mina to text you instead of barging into your room like she usually would. A panicked expression twits your features as a blush creeps onto your face, you’re alone with him now.

“B-Bakugou…” You say in a small voice, almost a whisper as you walk closer to him.

“WHAT?!” He screams at you, but your blush only grows as he looks at you.

“If you..shout like that, Mr. A-Aizawa will wake up…” Your gaze once more glued to the ground as you shyly stutter your statement.

“I-I think they’ll open up if we talk…”

“About what?!” You shrug your shoulders slightly. You knew what, but your words were stuck in your throat and you couldn’t cough them up. Not with the way he intently watches you, his eyes practically burning holes into you. The words he’d yelled during training returned to you, he’d completely misunderstood your attitude and you knew you had to do something about it.

“I’m sorry!” You say suddenly, nails digging into your palms as your hands formed tights fists. Your eyes stay lowered and your lips quivered, the beating of your heart ringing in your ears. Katsuki’s expression softens slightly, looking at you as you struggle to speak your mind, he lets go of the doors handle.

“I…I think you’re really cool…” You gulp, looking to the side as you lift your head a bit.

“And my heart…it gets excited when you’re close.” Your hand creeps to your chest, feeling your heart beating the way it does when you’re around him. Though it aches in the moment, knowing what is to come.

“I run…because I know, I’m not worthy of your attention-“ A lump in your throat begins to form, making it harder to breathe. “B-but…I like you!” You quiver as you fight the tears threatening to fall, your head hanging low again, not having the courage to look at him. Knowing how your heart will beg for his. As you sniffle, you feel a hand grabbing the sides of your face, making you look up. Within a second, your lips are met with his, in a rough and inexperienced kiss. You feel the tears forcing through and falling freely down your burning cheeks.

“You should look at me if you’re gonna confess like that, idiot.” He lets go of your face and shoves his hands in his pockets, looking away as the blush on your cheeks had spread to his. He looks at you from the corner of his eyes and his heart does that stupid thing again, because you were finally smiling at him.

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A/N: I think this turned out really cute and I hope you think so too, thank you for reading! Requests are still open <3

𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 hated winter.

he'd always catch a cold and he hated having a cold even more than he hated winter.

when he found himself coughing and sneezing on a what would have been fun saturday afternoon, bakugou katsuki almost threw his thermometer against the wall.

he'd gripped it so hard his knuckles grew white, "stupid thing dosen't know what it's talking about anyway" he'd muttered, walking away.

precisely three hours later, bakugou lay in bed, watching the clock tick slowly, the minute hand brushing past the 8:00 mark with a speed so slow he was afraid he'd grow mad.

bakugou shifted in his bed, annoyed and so very bored. his blanket was itchy and dug into his skin, not to mention his runny nose and sore throat.

bakugou groaned as a fresh wave of pounding took over his head.

he was about to pop another ibuprofen in his mouth when he realized the pounding was coming from his dorm room, not his head.

bakugou wanted to rip his hair out.

why can't people leave me alone for one goddamn day?

"what the hell do you want, extra?"

when he didn't hear a reply, bakugou's eyes flew open in anger as he stomped all the way to his dorm rooms door, yanking the handle open with such force it almost broke.

"what. the. HE-" he cut himself off when he realized who was standing at the door.

you. oh shit, you.

bakugou softened his glare, but he still narrowed his eyes, "what are you doing here?" he eyed the items nestled in your arms, "and what is that?"

you rolled your eyes, used to bakugou's stubbornness, "are you gonna let me in first?" you looked up at him through your lashes, your eyes narrowed.

"no" he huffed, but he moved aside nonetheless, his cheeks tinged with the slightest blush.

"that's what i thought," you said, a crooked grin hanging on your lips, as you pushed past him, throwing your scarf on his chair, your jacket on his table, and the items in your arms on his bed.

"go ahead and make yourself at home, it's not like i live here," he muttered, rolling his eyes.

you can make yourself at home for all i care.

you laughed, eyes twinkling with an emotion bakugou had yet to place, "you and your insatiable temper." shaking your head you picked up the can of soup you brought with you, dumping it's content in the nearest pan.

bakugou watched in curious silence from his bed, his eyes tracking your every move in his pint-sized kitchen.

why did you have such beautiful hair?

why did your eyes glow like the stars he often saw from his own bedroom?

why did his heart skip a beat every time he saw you?

"what are you even doing here," he scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. why were you in his kitchen, cooking him a meal, when you barely even noticed him during class? it's not like he was perfect boyfriend material. he didn't have perfect blue eyes, or a dazzling smile. hell, he didn't even have a good personality.

so why were you of all people, worrying about bakugou?

bakugou fell back on his bed as he closed his eyes, rubbing a tired hand over his equally tired face.

god, even when i close my eyes all i see is y/n.

y/n, y/n, y/n, y/n-

bakugou's eyes flew open when he felt a gentle hand rest on his forehead. he scrambled up, confusion flickering across his features for a brief moment. he didn't even hear you walk all the way over here.

"you're burning up katsuki, you need to lie down." you raised an expectant eyebrow, shoving the bowl of soup you just made into his hands, "and drink some soup."

katsuki? KATSUKI??

bakugou rolled his eyes, as he shoved your hand away. "again, i'm fine, i don't need to lie down, i just need you to take your stupid soup and leave."

stupid, stupid, stupid! how could you be so goddam stupid? don't tell her to leave you idiot!

he closed his eyes waiting for your footsteps to fade away as you left, leaving him alone just like every other person ever did, but instead he heard a sigh and the thud of a soup container being put down.

bakugou's breath hitched as you carefully pushed him back, bringing his blanket up to his shoulders and wrapping him in it. "bakugou, you need to shut your idiotic mouth for one day and get some rest." you placed the bowl of soup by his bedside. "even the best heroes need rest, and I'm not leaving until the future number one hero recovers from his cold."

y/n called me a hero.

you waited a few minutes, watching as bakugou shifted around his bed, your less-itchy blanket covering him from head to toe.

after making sure he was comfortable, you turned around grabbing your coat, your phone clutched in your hand ready to leave, when bakugou spoke up.

"will you be here when i, uh, wake up?"

you stopped in your tracks, a smile growing on your face.

you turned around, as you placed your coat back on his desk, "that depends, will you listen to me and actually get some rest?"

bakugou stared at you, something swirling in his eyes, and then nodded, "there's leftovers in the fridge." his voice sounded gruff and foreign to his own ears, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't smiling under the mounds of blankets you dumped on him. he turned around, switching positions so you couldn't see him smile lighting up his face.

maybe, just maybe, he'd begin to like winter if it mean you'd fuss over him like this every time he caught a cold.

after all, bakugou would do anything for you.

even catch a cold.

i kinda hate this one ngl, its too un-proofread for me :(

one of the most frustrating things about you not being his yet is that katsuki doesn’t have the right to tell others to back off. so he does it in other, more discreet ways. his eyes practically burning into the casual hand placed upon your shoulder, or the accidental shove that sends the guy who was standing too close to you flying. he never thought he’d be the jealous type, but there’s just something about you that has him rethinking everything in his life up until the moment his eyes had met yours for the first time. he knows he has to do something about this soon, either confess or forget. but if there’s one thing he’s still certain of it’s that bakugou katsuki never turns away from what he wants, and that just happens to be you. so he’ll prove it to you, that he can make you feel the same butterflies you make him feel.

scenario for when Katsuki...

mha m.list | gn!reader | [fluff]

first time he looked at you he didn't care, you're just some other extra getting in the way of his pathway to success on being a hero. second time he really looked at you he made up in his mind yup he's whipped for you third glance he's gonna make a move and do something about whatever the hell is what his heart is feeling everytime you're around him. now he just stares at you lovingly absolutely with a proud smile and doe eyes just admiring an absolute masterpiece that is you. thinking bout how katsuki rests his chin on his palm and watches you never leaving his eyes off of you. longing loving stares from his eyes as you go about your day not to mention times when you're so into whatever it is you're doing he loves it when you just call him out about him staring and he just continues staring at you with a smug grin plastered on his face

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

You're at the end of year hero award festival. Both you and your husband, Kirisbima, know he's going to win, after all, the man has moved 160 ranks in a year. The presenter, Denki this year, is on centre stage, telling jokes, introducing people and reading awards.

"And ofcourse, we have Red riot, here with his trophy!" He announces, the crowd laughing along.

That is until you're 7'3 boyfriend stands from his seat, walking dead centre up the stage to deck the shit our of dear denki. He glares at the smaller man before sitting down again, your hand gripped in his.

"Keep her outta your dumbass mouth!"

You watch as denki laughs, a little stunned, "What?"

"KEEP HER OUT OF YOUR DUMB. ASS. MOUTH." Kirishima once growls across the room, the whole space feeling icy as his dominant presence invades.

You swear to God you've never felt hotter.

Bakugo enemies to lovers headcanons? (Its me again hahshahs u were the only kind person who answered my request tysm 💖 sorry if i bothered u tm, hope ur safe and well)

Aw!! @mirukoshusband Request as much as you like! I enjoy doing them, and you are no bother! Here are your headcanons! Love you💖💖

Bakugou Enemies to Lovers Headcanons

Bakugou will try and fucking murder you at first.

Y/n is just chillin.

Being calm

And then comes Bakugou.

*walks out of room*

“YOU FUCKING EXTRA! GET BACK HERE AND FIGHT ME”

He will literally chase you until you spar with him.

Will never admit it, but he admires your strength and dedication.

And that’s the real reason he wants to fight you.

At some point-

Idefk when-

You became a part of the BakuSquad.

Like,

Lunch privileges and everything.

And at lunch the craziest thing happens.

You and Katsuki exchange lunches to see who has the spiciest foods.

And then you trade back and argue about whose was spicier.🥺💖

Eventually Bakugou makes you go to the gym with him and ‘shitty hair’

Where you prove you are just as strong as him and Kiri.

Making his interest peak.

“Hey, cunt.”

“What do you want bitch?”

“You’re coming to the mall with me tomorrow.”

“Says who bitch?”

“Says me cunt.”

That’s how he asked you out 😚🥰

It was about a month in when you realized he thought you were dating.

Because he tried to kiss you.

Idk why you didn’t suspect anything with how he held your hand and shit.

“Cunt, give me your hand back.”

“Why tho.”

“Because you’re my girlfriend.”

“Wait wut- SINCE WHEN”

“Since the gym with shitty hair last month you idiot.”

“Tf? The mall was our first date?”

“Yeah, cunt.”

“Fine, bitch.”

(It took 1 year for him to actually call you your name and another year to call you babe.)

“Hey, Y/n-“

“What did you just call me?”

“Y/n? That is your fucking name isn’t it?”

“Yeah but you usually call me-“

“Cunt. But shitty hair said to start treating you better before you leave my ass”

“Good idea. See you after class Katsuki.”

Hope you enjoyed <3

WHEN TODOROKI BLUSHES, THE TOP OF HIS LEFT EAR CATCHES ON FIRE LIKE A LITTLE CANDLE, YES I WILL BE SPREADING THIS AGENDA FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE

My mental state right now is pretty much relying on my comfort character and they're not ok and neither am I.

omg i would literally pay for a pt.2 to ghostface!bkg and yn finding the mask in his room when shes clearing up his laundry?

that.. is actually such a good idea..

like you're cleaning his room and laundry to be nice, and you check under his bed to make sure there's no hidden clothes or socks under there, and instantly it's just like. ghostface mask. staring at your face.

and!! and the voice changer!!

can you imagine if it's like DBD ghostface and he has a polaroid camera 🤤 with a little baggy full of secret snaps of you!! oh my fucking god and you pull out the his leather gloves and the knife.. i'm screaming.. (minus the s (':)

anon you're an actual saint.

Glowing in the dark

WARNINGS - Angst (kind of?) a bit of fluff and comfort, mentions of death and alcohol. Lmk if I missed a few things!

Pairing: Pro-Hero!Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

This is actually inspired by a song from Girl and the Dreamcatcher “glowing in the dark” you guys should listen to it first to get the full experience/emotion while reading this.

You stood in front of his grave, visiting for the 4th time this month.

Your beloved fiance, Bakugou who served so many people during his rise as the number 2 hero. He risked his life to save others’ and you knew the risks, you knew the consequences.

You knew that something like this would happen

“I miss you, so much” You whisper, tears fighting the urge to spill out from your dreary eyes. The rose you held slowly being crushed by the pressure you put on it, dropping it onto his grave, you wish he was here.

And he was, he was behind you-

“I love you, Katsuki” Tears finally slipping from your eyes as you hug yourself in the gloomy weather.

You have no idea how much it hurt him to see you like this.

You walk towards the car that was waiting to pick you up from the cemetery, hopping in you looked out your window only to find out that your leave was right on time as it started to rain hard.

You sat back, closing your eyes until you felt a pair of hands caressing your face.

You were shocked and you opened your eyes to see nothing, but it felt so familiar. You felt it again, this time it was a comforting weight on your thigh-

You didn’t know if you were going crazy but you swear you felt two light touches on your body and you could’ve sworn that the touches felt like your fiance’s rough and calloused hands.

————

You finally arrive at your shared home with Katsuki, sitting down in front of the fireplace trying to rationalize what you just felt earlier in the car.

She can feel me

Katsuki thought to himself, but alas, he was nothing but an entity now. You couldn’t see him nor hear him, but you could feel him. And somehow that felt comforting.

Ding

Your phone rings, a notification of a message from Mina

Hey! I know you still feel… well- you’re still grieving about his death, and well uhm, me and the girls wanted to ask if you wanted to join us at the club to take your mind off of things?

Let us know right away, kay?

You left them on read and thought about the offer. She did have a point, you’ve been sulking for nearly 5 months already, not going out of the house, the only time you ever go out is to visit his grave.

And so, without a second thought you stood up from in-front of the fireplace and got dressed up.

A short plain black dress that fully accentuated your curves, The dress you wore on the night he asked you to be there by his side as his wife to be.

He was right there, in the corridor looking at how you checked yourself one last time in the mirror mindlessly going through his shadow-y figure.

Still as gorgeous as the last time he saw you.

————

Walking into the club you spotted Mina with Uraraka, Momo and Asui.

You had a few shots with them and they dragged you into the dance floor, letting loose and finally getting your mind off of Katsuki.

As you were dancing to the beat of the music, you couldn’t help but open your eyes only to see Him.

What was he doing here-

A person walked past and he disappeared.

What the fuck. You swear you saw him- and he knew you saw him too by the way you reacted.

All throughout the night you felt uneasy, trying to go back to your table, you sat down and saw his face in the crowd clearly.

As if he were still alive.

His skin wasn’t pale, it looked like he was still breathing, he didn’t look dead

You walked up to him, seeing if what you were witnessing is true and then you touched him.

“Katsuki-“ you say as you bump your forehead with his

“Baby, I fucking missed you” he said, lifting your face to see you in all your glowing glory.

“I missed you too suki, please come back” you slowly sway with him to the beat of the music.

“I’m right here baby, i’m right here” he embraced your waist as the both of you started to move with the crowd.

“I love you Katsuki, I wish you didn’t leave so soon” you sob, placing your face in the crook of his neck, you feel hot tears burning from your eyes. You’re just glad that you were able to feel him again.

“I know baby, I love you too, fuck- I missed you” he said, pulling you in closer.

“Y/n?” You were called by Mina.

“Y/n, what are you doing- why are you hugging air?”

You look at her with confusion, and then you looked back to see that Katsuki wasn’t there anymore.

“I- I thought he was-“ you say, feeling overwhelmed and weak.

“Y/n, Hun, come here” Mina opened up her arms, calling you in with a warm embrace.

“We all miss him, even the boys miss him. We all loved him and we know how much you’re hurting”

“I just- I saw him, Mina. He was here with me”

————

He was with you, he’s in the crowd watching you hug your best friend from afar.

All he could visualize is a spotlight that was glowing down on you, giving you that heavenly aura he craved.

“Till we meet again, Princess”

KISS ME MORE warnings: fem reader, friends to lovers, first kiss, cheesy as hell, profanity, innuendo to sex but nothing more. wc: ~1k an: i stopped editing like 2 paragraphs in bc i got boredd but here xoxo lmao

KATSUKI MADE BASIC COMMUNICATION SO DIFFICULT; always opting to let you try to piece together what he wanted and how he felt. It made maintaining your friendship hard.

Sure, you’ve been friends since middle school and you always did your best to excuse his actions, even the worst ones, because you knew he didn't mean anything he said or did. It was a facade and it seems like you were the only person who could see that.

That observation came with a sense of individuality and intimacy. When you were around his fists stopped flying and his eyes were less tense; The prior beating red glare being replaced with scattered glances of soothing red.

That's how it’s always been; You, patient and sweet, doting on his every move and staying close to him like a lost dog. He couldn't quite understand why you were so patient with him, especially because he looks back on everything that he did from the ages of thirteen to seventeen with embarrassment, but you were always so soft and so gentle, even then. You were so understanding, understanding to a fault, even; Holding his sweaty hands when he cried and kicked himself, letting himself deteriorate to your quiet hymns of praise and condolence.

Somewhere along the nights comfort paired with rewatching Die Hard per his request and basking in each other's presence like the other one wasn't there- like two people in a real relationship would- brought an unquenched thirst for eachother that neither of you knew would ever be satisfied.

Maybe that's why these feelings embarrassed him- because he was so used to pretending like you two were together, but actually thinking about it? Thinking about putting a label with that much weight on the nights where you clung to him while eagerly talking about some new plot you came up with while you were showering? That would change everything, and Katsuki didn’t know if that was good.

Right now he felt it even more. God, you looked so pretty. The way your glossy lips looked while you applied mascara drove him crazy. Unfortunately for him, his staring didn't go unnoticed.

“Katsuki,” you asked, looking over at him and blinking slowly as to not mess up your makeup, “D’you wanna put some on?”

He shook his head, scoffing in a laugh. “Fuck no,” He laughed, making your eyebrows furrow. “Why’d you even ask me that?”

“You were staring,” You teased, painting a faux pout on your face. “C’mon, let me put some on, just real quick!”

He shook his head again, paired with a ‘no way,’ but your begging was more rhetorical than anything. You made your way to him, letting yourself climb on top of him with a closed eyeliner bottle in your hand. “Woman, cut it out,” He laughed, half-heartedly trying to push you off of him. Sure, he didn't want you to put makeup on him per se, but he alsoKnew he was about to let you do whatever the fuck you wanted.

“Nuh-uh,” You shook your head and he snorted. “Now come here,” You whined, trying to get him to stop leaning away from you. He huffed, letting you get real close to his face.

He could kiss you. He definitely could.

And he decided he definitely would.

His hands grabbed the hem of your shirt, pulling youcloser to him, close enough for your lips to touch, and he could feel the sting of your lip plumper and he could taste the chemical strawberry tang. The kiss was short- no more than five seconds before you pulled away- and yet he found it was the boldest thing that he’s done this far of knowing you.

When you pulled away you didn't jump off of him, but your mouth hung open in shock before you spoke.

“Katsuki!” You shrieked, but there was no disdain or disgust in your voice like he’d imagined. Either way, the guilt still caught up with him.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” he began, his lips dusted with a pretty pout of lip gloss while he put his forearm up to push you off of him with the intent of apologizing and taking his leave, maybe even throwing in a few more apologies and promises to give you something later to make up for his actions, but you didn't budge.

Instead, you kissed him again, harder this time, and he found himself shocked, but that doesn't mean he didn't oblige. He let your kiss drown out your guilt as much as he let it and his hands found their way to your waist.

“‘Suki?” You finally asked, lips close to his while you looked him in the eyes. “What was that about?” He stayed quiet, amber eyes bleeding into yours before he looked away.

“Nothing,” he simplified it, sitting up and resting his forehead on your shoulder.

You let him sit in his silence for a moment before you spoke again. “You like me, huh?

He immediately jolted up and pushed you off of him, making sure you landed on your soft pillows before standing up. “God, shut the fuck up!” He shoved a pillow in your face and scoffed.

You laughed before lifting the pillow from your face, finding him pouting while looking down at you. You let out an overexaggerated ‘ooh’ to tease him, paired with, “Katsuki loves me! He’s obsessed with me- just infatuated,” You feigned drama, letting a hand go to your forehead.

He leaned down so his eyes were level with you before smirking. “Yer the worst.”

You leaned up and kissed him again, smiling with content after. “Love you too, Kats.”

“Mhm. Damn straight you do.”

Nervous

pairing: fem!reader x katsuki bakugo; mutual pining

summary: nervous bakugo. nervous bakugo. nervous bakugo. nervous bakugo. nervous bakugo. nervous bakugo.

a/n: this is honestly just self indulgent.

Bakugo doesn't typically get nervous.

He felt confident in his academic ability. While Yaoyorozu took the spot as the top ranking student from the recent math test, he was still near the top with a near perfect score.

As for his quirk, he's come a long way being a third year and all. He continues to surpass his limits every day. He feels satisfied while looking at the gradual progression of his physical ability.

Regardless, there's no preparation when he sees you walk into homeroom.

He can feel his heart beating a bit faster than usual. Hearing his heart beating in his ears.

So he tries to slow down his breathing.

But that makes his head go dizzy.

So he throws that plan out the window.

He tries to breathe like normal. But then what's the normal pace for breathing? Or what was normal for him?

He can feel his palm get sweaty as he was gripping his pencil. He quickly wipes his hands on his uniform pants.

Small, almost silent, pricks can be heard from the combination of Bakugo's quirk and his pants.

All while he is trying to remember how to breathe normally.

He almost didn’t realize that you sat next time to him if it wasn't your perfume.

It was sweet.

You were sweet. Always considerate and kind towards your friends.

Friends.

Pretty sure you guys are somewhat friends, Bakugo likes to think.

You guys don’t talk much though, Bakugo tries to keep the conversation to a minimum, not because he doesn't like you.

Quite the opposite, actually. It's because he will turn into a stuttering, blushing mess if you look at him with those pretty eyes of yours.

Don't believe me? Let's take a look at last week incident, shall we?

It was a day at gym gamma for class 1-a, typical quirk-strengthening session for them. Everyone was occupied with their own physical abilities.

Kirishima, in particular, was tearing up a rock wall with his hardening quirk. The wall began to have multiple cracks, in fact, a large one was scaling to the top.

A piece of debris was about to fall.

Kirishima looked up a bit too late and saw that the slab of rock was leaning above Bakugo.

Bakugo, on the other hand, was absorbed in his training as he was perfecting his aim for his AP shot move. His arms felt heavy and his arms were getting tired of the weight of his gauntlets.

"Bakugo, watch out!" Kirishima calls out.

Bakugo quickly looks to his side, listening to Kirishima's warning, but he realizes what used to be a sunny spot, was overshadowed by something.

Bakugo looks up and sees the upcoming rubble.

He didn't have time to blink before the falling debris was pulverized.

Bakugo looked in awe yet confusion at how sudden all this was, and wondering how did he not get smushed?

"You're a real damsel in distress aren't you?"

Bakugo's eyes widened at the familiar feminine voice and the source as to why he wasn't just crushed right now.

He looks to his left side and sees you smirking.

Actually, he wished the boulder crushed him.

"Y-you're the real damsel in distress here!"

"Yeah? Will you be my knight and shining armor, then?" Y/n said while nearing Bakugo.

Katsuki's face felt like it was on fire. He developed enough sweat to blow up a small village.

"No, of course not! Save yourself!"

"Aaah so you don't want to be number one then, huh?"

"Huh!? I-I never said that! Don't put words in my mouth, extra!"

Y/n only chuckled a bit and as the moment passed, she looked at Bakugo with a look that he couldn't really describe, but she looked like she was on the cusp of asking something.

But she blew out some air and walked away, returning to her spot in the gym to resume her training.

And you being effortlessly stunning doesn’t really help.

“Pst, Bakugo. Did you study for today’s quiz?”

Bakugo nearly jumped out of his seat. Hearing you say his name was music to his ears. His heart beat feels like a rising crescendo on a drum set.

"Tch, of course."

"Damn, I kinda forgot" Y/n laughed a bit and sent an easy-going smile his way.

Bakugo feels like he's melting at that smile of yours. It's like you want him to embarrass himself.

Before Bakugo can reprimand you, Aizawa enters the classroom and begins class.

The bell rang, signaling it's time for lunch.

Class 1-a made their way to the cafeteria, splitting to different groups as such.

Bakugo was observant. Well, specifically towards Y/n. He felt like whenever he got the chance his eyes always gravitated towards her.

Y/n typically sat at Midoryia's table, so she was walking beside Uraraka towards the line to get food.

"Ooo! Y/n, c',mon, hurry! They are going to run out of curry buns!" Uraraka urges her friend to join her in running to make the line.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming!" She starts to pick up the pace.

However, there was a small puddle in Y/n's way, of course, she didn't notice this.

One wrong placement of her foot, and she was slipping backwards.

Uraraka looked back and realized, but it was too late as she reached out her hand, hoping to help.

Y/n squeezed her eyes shut at the impact, but it never came.

Someone did catch Y/n.

And it was a certain spiky haired kid with sandy blonde hair who had the biggest crush on her.

Y/n opened her eyes and looked into Bakugo's.

It took a couple seconds to realize how close they were.

They were so close, so close that if they were any closer, they would probably touch-

Oh, boy, did they turn into ripe tomatoes.

Bakugo immediately raised Y/n so quickly as if her skin was scalding hot water. Y/n letting out a small yelp in response.

Now, they stood facing each other, letting silence take over.

"Um-"

"Thanks for catching me!" Y/n spoke quickly and began to speed walk in the opposite direction, trying to catch up with Uraraka.

While Bakugo was still trying to process at how close in proximity they were just a few seconds ago.

It was quick, but Y/n turned back to see Bakugo still standing there.

She looked sorta conflicted, but she ended up quickly making her way back to Bakugo. Until she was right infront of him once again, but was a lot closer.

She quickly got on her tip toes and kissed his cheek and said, "I guess you really are my knight in shining armor." And once again, turned and left as fast as she arrived, leaving Bakugo speechless.

He felt like his world stopped for a good minute.

He touched his cheek where you kissed, trying to savor the feeling.

“You okay, y/n?” Ochako asked as her friend finally caught up to her.

“Yeah, just a bit flustered is all.” Y/n reassured with a small smile.

It was the end of the school day, class 1-a was retiring to their dorm rooms.

Y/n was walking with Mina while Bakugo and Kirishima were behind them.

"How well do you think you did on that quiz today? I guessed on some of them, but I feel like I got most of the concepts down." Mina questions.

"Let's just say I'd be surprised if I got anything right on that quiz." Y/n said with a scratching the back of her head in embarrassment.

Mina throws her head back and laughs, as Y/n looks down with a small smile playing her lips.

"Hey Y/n, you should get Bakugo to tutor you. He may not look it, but he really gets the material." Kirishima refers to his explosive bestie.

Kirishima knew the little crush Bakugo had, it was obvious to see. Nonetheless, Y/n felt that maybe her feelings weren't reciprocated.

Y/n looks behind at Kirishima, head nods, then turns her attention to Bakugo.

Bakugo took a self note to blast Kirishima into the sky later for putting him on the spot, especially in front Y/n.

"It's not that hard." Bakugo mumbled.

Y/n noticed Bakugo's face to be redder than usual, but she chalked it up to the cold weather at the moment.

Kirishima and Mina shared a knowing looked, which led to Mina exasperatedly say, "Okay, well we'll let you guys sort out of the details. Let's go Kirishima! Let's see what we are having for dinner." Mina and Kirishima walked off to the dorm building.

Y/n made a mental note to scold Mina about leaving her alone, especially with Bakugo.

There was some silence.

Bakugo felt like his mind was going a million miles per hour at the moment. Trying to find the right words to go about this.

"So, I hear you're a tutor" "We can tutor in my room"

They spoke at the same time.

Then the silence erupted again.

The mere thought of being alone in a room with Bakugo, even just studying, made Y/n turn into a tomato.

While Bakugo thought he jumped the gun at offering his room to study. She didn't even ask yet!

"That sounds great!" "N-no I mean."

Again, simultaneously.

Y/n let out a breathy laugh at how awkward this is going. If only the pair weren’t so awkward with each other.

"Oh, so you can't tutor me?" Y/n asked slowly to make sure she's clear.

"No! I mean, yes!"

Y/n titled her head to one side in confusion at his dual answers.

Bakugo thought it was the cutest thing, though.

"I mean, I can tutor you” Bakugo lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding, “if you want”.

Y/n let out a sigh of relief as well, trying to calm her racing heart.

"I'd like that." Y/n smiles at Bakugo and he feels his legs turn to jelly. He merely nods, trying to act cool.

Y/n turns to walk into the dorms. As soon as she is inside, Bakugo finally lets up on his stone-cold feature and jumps up in excitement at being successful in talking to Y/n.

He even raised his fist in the air for the achievement, doing his happy dance.

The moment of success was short lived as he turned back to the entrance of the dorms and spots Y/n through the window, staring at him with wide eyes.

Bakugo is beyond embarrassed.

However, y/n just offers a lighthearted smile and a wave.

He returns the favor and walks in.

As much as he thought that he was an absolute dork in front of her, he couldn’t help the smile that reached his face.

If it's not a bother, could I request Tomura, Shinsou, or bakugou comforting their s/o after a fight? They get into a small fight over something unimportant, but because of past trauma, their s/o takes it really personally and assumes they're either going to leave or scream at them? Feel free to ignore this for any reason!! I could just use the comfort :')

Oh sweetie! Come here and let me give you a tight hug 🤗 everything will be alright you hear me? Also, I have three gorgeous men who'll help you feel better ❤️

Title : Comfort

Characters : Bakugo/ Shigaraki/ Shinsou/ gender neutral reader

Genre : Angst/ fluff

Masterlist

Bakugo :

"Please don't leave me.."

Seeing your shivering form as you choked out your words made him regret everything that came out of his mouth. He never meant to upset you, and he should've known better than to carelessly start yelling and attempting to walk out on you.

You on the other hand, were desperately grabbing his sleeve, tears running down your cheeks and unable to meet his eyes.

He cursed himself and dragged you gently into his arms.

Memories of the night you opened up to him came stabbing him in the heart. He knew all too well how much pain and suffering you had to endure after being abandoned by everyone you considered family.

He remembered promising to never hurt you or leave your side for as long as he lived, yet there he was, about to turn his back on you after a silly argument. And it didn't even matter that he was just going out for some fresh air, you didn't know, and that's the main issue.

_ "I'm sorry babe, I was just stepping out for a moment." He whispered against your temple and traced your back reassuringly. He hated being the reason for your tears after promising to never cause them.

He kept you in his hold until your sobs finally stopped. You lifted your head off his chest and watched him gently wipe your tears away.

_ "I don't wanna fight anymore Katsuki, I hate it when we do." And it broke his heart to hear you uttering those words, especially that your arguments are mainly over stupid things.

_ "I know honey.. but please, don't forget that no matter what happens I will never leave your side." He caressed your cheeks and kissed your forehead, and then your nose: "I love you, always and forever." He muttered before closing the gap between your lips in a loving kiss as his arms kept you secured between them.

Shigaraki :

Contrary to popular belief, your boyfriend Shigaraki Tomura, the infamous villain, is in fact a gentle person when it comes to the few people he cares about.

Which is why when you recoiled, pushing yourself further into the corner, Tomura realized that he actually fucked up.

It was just a regular stupid fight over a regular stupid thing, and it meant absolutely nothing. But seeing you sheltering yourself in fear, Tomura felt like shit.

He never intended to raise his voice and he knew exactly the horrors you had lived through ever since you were a child.

_ "Y/n are you alright? Look at me please. I didn't mean to snap out I'm sorry." His voice was soft and warm. He wanted to touch you, to hold you close, but he didn't know if you were okay with it.

You lowered your hands and looked at his remorseful face. You knew he loved you, and you knew he wouldn't purposely hurt you, and most importantly, you wanted to be in his arms at the moment.

You jumped into his embrace and he held you tightly kissing your shoulder and resting his chin on top of your head.

_ "I love you y/n and I would destroy the world for you."

Shinsou :

Was it the first time you two got into an argument? No. Has it ever lasted more than a couple of minutes? Absolutely not. Then what was it this time? Why were you hugging him from behind and bawling your eyes out?

_ "I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please stay, I promise I'll do better." You begged him through your sobs.

His eyes widened as realization hit him, and he turned around snatching your arm and pulling you into his chest.

Of course you would react the way you did after he turned around to leave the apartment.

You never wanted to be involved with anyone to begin with, you were content carrying on by yourself after everyone around you had left. But he was different, he was good to you, and he made you truly happy.

You trusted him more than anyone else in the world and he loathed himself for triggering all your anxieties, even if it was the last thing he wanted.

_ "Babe listen to me carefully, I am yours and you are mine until the end of times, and there is nothing that can change this. I love you and I always will." His tone was calming, and his touch was soothing.. same as always.

You nodded against his chest and felt his fingers gently caressing your back while his lips traced your neck and shoulder.

You looked up to find a pained pair of eyes gazing at you.

You smiled lovingly and stood on your tiptoes until you reached his lips and captured them in a passionate kiss.

Can you hear me? | Katsuki x reader

Inglês is not my language, sorry for mistakes :)

Katsuki was explosive, literally. The boy had a strong personality that was difficult to deal with, not just anyone who could handle Katsuki. Cursing and ridiculous nicknames were a hallmark of Katsuki.

The boy could explode whatever he wanted, many were afraid of him, or just didn’t like his rebellious way. But, there were some who liked Katsuki, you were one of them.

Katsuki has been your best friend since they were little, Katsuki has always been protective of you, he swore to be the number one hero, so he would protect you from all the evil in the world. You had a healing quirk, you never thought about being a hero, you actually wanted to be like your parents, you wanted to be a doctor. Your father was a famous doctor of the great heroes, he always supported your choice, you studied medicine from a very young age.

Especially after hearing a conversation between his father and Bakugou’s parents. The explosive boy was very likely to go deaf because of his quirk, it scared you.

Katsuki just said it was silly and you shouldn’t worry. Well, you were worried. In a few days you started doing research and classes in pounds. You wanted to be ready for anything. Bakugou has always been by your side and you would do the same for him.

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Mr. Compress: All the haters are like, “aren’t you wanted by the state?”

Mr. Compress: And it’s like, I’m wanted by a lot of people, okay? That’s the price of being pretty.

Mr. Compress: Anyways I did commit a smidge of treason.

Denki: Hey, can I get a sip of that water?

Bakugo: It’s not water.

Denki: Vodka! I like your sty-

Bakugo: It’s vinegar.

Denki: …What?

Bakugo: It's vinegar, coward.

All His Attention -MHA

Yandere Bully!Bakugou x Fem!Reader

Context: Bully Bakugou is obsessed with you no matter how little interest you show in him, but is in for the shock of his life at the sports festival when you reveal you aren't as passive as you seem

Note: Reader is lowkey supergirl but just doesnt want to be a hero. Reader is regarded as fem but it really plays little part in the story. Reader is besties with Midoriya. SWEARING AND BULLYING!

(This was requested by the lovely @oyasumimosura . I was so happy I could write this, although it hurt me being rude to my fav Izuku but that's okay. ToT. Still LOVED this prompt and I hope I did it justice.)

Bakugou was a prodigy. He was what every parent wanted their child to be (minus the attitude). He was good looking, top of his class, athletically inclined, blessed with a strong quirk and had successful fashion designer parents. He was that dude. He knew he could get anything he wanted, whether he needed to use intimidation, money or violence to get it didn’t really matter to him.

But there was one thing he could never understand. One thing that always had him questioning.

Why would someone like you stand up for Midoriya?

At first Bakugou thought you were just another quirkless loser. It seemed fitting. Birds of the same quirkless feathers flock together. But seeing Midoriya with friends irked him. He hated seeing that damn nerd even have a sliver of a girl's time. He was being punished for not accepting his place in society, so Bakugou couldn’t just let Midoriya have this.

But when Bakugou started bullying you, annoying you, making your life a living hell in school, you never relented. He did everything. He would pull at your hair, burn pages of your homework, trip you in the halls, call you names. The list went on and on and yet you didn’t say or do anything to him. Always giving him a stupid friendly smile like that damn nerd and continuing on with your day.

What made it worse, was that even after he would give Midoriya a nice firm beating, you would always run straight past him and go on your knees to help Midoriya. He never got it. Why would you help that green haired loser? Bakugou had threatened you time and time again about if you stayed close to Midoriya, he would make your life hell. You didn’t seem to care.

Midoriya would urge you to leave, to go and that he would see you later. He didn’t want you ever to get hurt because of him (bless his sweet soul). You would stand up in front of him, blocking the path from Bakugou to Midoriya. You wouldn’t stand for all the abuse Bakugou had put him through. You stood up to him. Even after Bakugou grabbed you by your collar and practically snarled down at you, burning your collar in the process, you didn’t move. You met him on with a tough gaze and anger burning in your eyes.

Since that day it was like Bakugou could never look at you without feeling like he had to have you. You weren’t entirely docile when it came to him. You weren’t a doormat but you weren’t exactly fighting back either. It entranced him.

He didn’t know whether he wanted to break you down or just keep you all to himself. The fact that he thought you were quirkless went out the window.

Now with his newfound obsession for you, Midoriya got less of the brunt of Bakugou’s attention (#BroccoliLivesForAnotherDay. #SaveBrotherIzuku!), but now you were the centre of Bakugou’s attention.

“Aww come on, Trick Candle.” He would taunt you. He gave you that nickname because just like a trick candle, just when he thought you would burn out, you always came back to life again. “Don’t you want to come sit with me?” He asked you, a wide shit eating grin on his face. “I promise you, I won’t pull on that pretty hair of yours.”

You kept your lunch close to you as you kept on walking. “No thanks, Bakugou.” You would tell him, speed walking away from him to get to Midoriya.

It seriously ticked Bakugou off to have you reject him, HIM of all people, to go sit with Izuku Midoriya.

No matter though. He had heard you had applied to get into UA and had surprisingly gotten into general studies. Bakugou was going to UA. He was going to make sure while he was there to show you once again who he was and how powerful he truly was. Then you would have to be with him.

With the days leading up to the UA Sports festival all Bakugou could do was try and not explode. Somehow that damn nerd had made it into the Hero’s course. What made it worse is now he suddenly had a quirk and you were all over that damn nerd. You were his closest friend after all.

It made Bakugou sick.

How the hell could someone go from quirkless to having a quirk over a summer. It made no sense, and somehow still keep all your attention despite you being in general studies. Bakugou knew he just had to prove himself worthy of your attention at the Sports Festival.

Miraculously, as if the heavens had heard his wish, he was face to face with you at the Sports Festival. You were the only general studies student left in the festival for your year and so it was a big deal. Bakugou was more than happy to be up against you. He didn’t plan to hold back of course. He had way too much respect for you to do that.

No.

He just wanted to show you just how much he was holding himself back when it came to you and everyone else. He could show you just how much stronger he was.

Then the battle started. You evaded some of his attacks at first. Dodging them and moving your body away. Until you weren’t. Bakugou was fast at adapting, at using his quirk and instincts. He overwhelmed you with explosion after explosion, a sadistic grin on his face. He was toying with you. It was clear to see he was having fun with this.

“It never made sense to me why you were always with that stupid nerd.” He taunted to you loudly. An explosive punch to your back, pushing you down on the hard cement. “He’s nothing. You could have been something but you chose to surround yourself with him. How pathetic.” Another kick, another punch. You stayed silent, taking what he was dishing. You had to hold back. “Such a shame that I’ll have to beat the shit out of him again. Might just give him another black eye just for you, Trick candle.” Before he could land another punch to you, you grabbed his hand stopping him midway.

You glared up at him. That’s when Bakugou saw it. The flash of pure and utter rage. The seething anger and passion towards him. It sent a chill down his spine and a rush of rage. “You’re a dick.” You stated simply and before he could retort something back, you punched him, releasing some of your quirk.

Bakugou went flying out of the centre stage, into the bottom wall of the stadium. You glared down at him. You had been holding back that punch since elementary school. Everyone was greatly shocked out how you, who was seemingly quirkless just punched someone as strong as Bakugou Katsuki out of the ring. Midoriya for one, was speechless.

“OHHHHHHHH YAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Present Mic shouted from above making the stadium cheer. You didn’t want their cheers or praise. If anything, you hoped you could forfeit the next match. “Y/N HAS WON THIS ROUND FOLKS!” He announced, your face appearing on the giant screens above. You made your way out from the centre not really wanting to dwell on it.

Bakugou couldn’t remember anything after getting his lights punched out. He woke up in the infirmary, his cheek felt sore and his head was pounding. “Shit.” He groaned as he clutched his head.

Recovery Girl moved to hand him an ice pack. “You awake, dear?” She asked. He let out a grunt as an answer as he sat up. He looked up at the small screen in the recovery bay. He saw a repeat of what had just happened to him, while everyone got ready for the next fight. Recovery Girl laughed. “You’re lucky it was just a concussion. You should take it easy the next few days, alright sweetie?” She told him as she pat him on the arm.

Bakugou couldn’t care about what the old lady was saying. All he knew was you just punched his lights out. You. Seemingly quirkless you with a whole lot of secrets. Bakugou knew two things from that moment onwards.

One, you were hiding your true self and he needed to find out who that was.

Two, he was officially in love with you. And if he was in love with you, there was no way he was ever going to let you go.

You had all of his attention.

-Glitch1d

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i keep going back to this thought of like adult, pro-hero, brick-wall-of-a-man bakugou still being just so insecure. like he works hard for his body and he's not stupid, he knows that it's strong and is what it needs to be for his line of work, for being a pro, for protecting those that he loves—but he's always had an issue with...people.

yeah, as an older man, that's fallen away some and he's learned to let go of all the little battles he wants to start, how to ignore challenges that aren't there, but he's still bakugou, and people have this perception of him and his personality and attitude and he knows it's not unfounded, but...what good is there to say about him, really? that he's got a fit body? big fucking whoop.

a hot body isn't what's gonna keep you around.

and it's frustrating, because you smile at him and laugh at the shitty things he says and you forgive him, even when he can't apologize, and you understand the space he just needs sometimes. there are days when he wants to sleep alone because he'd done it all of his life, until you came around, and there are days he doesn't want to speak—to you or anybody—because every little thing is grating on his nerves, there are days when he wants to get out of the house and fuck off to hike, somewhere far without cell service, and only come back once he's sweaty and tired and in need of a shower.

and that's—he's not stupid. who wants to put up with that? him, and all that he entails? all you have to just accept, because he doesn't know how to change it.

it's not as if he doesn't want to spend time with you; some days that's all he wants. your attention, your touch, your little affections, your approval. a reminder that you do still love him, even after everything, and yeah, you say it every night and every morning and before you hang up the phone, but—what about all the times in between? even when he wants to be alone, he still thinks about you, too much maybe, for how much space he's willingly created for himself.

the face you make when you eat something too soon from the oven or when you pretend not to cry at some stupid movie. the shirt you wore last thursday and how well the color looked against your skin. how warm you are first thing in the morning, when he rolls over to make sure you're still there. what you smell like right out of the shower—do you smell like him, on the days you wear his shirts out of the house? does it make you think about him, too, all day? do you even like the way he smells or the way he dresses? how he cuts his hair or the shoes he wears on casual days, when he doesn't have to go work and he's not having dinner with his witch of a mother?

you're...attracted to him. right? gotta be, because if you aren't then all you have is his personality and that—there's just no fucking way. you've gotta be, because you kiss him and touch him and bother him in the shower and sometimes he looks at you across the table and you're giving him this look that drives him fucking crazy and—he's just bad at asking for things, for anything. 'specially for you.

sometimes you make him feel like a virgin fucking schoolboy, that doesn't know how to touch or be touched and so he does petty shit, little things that are supposed to drive you crazy, too. not like he really knows for sure, because the minute you look too long when he's shirtless, he wants to launch his own embarrassing ass off a cliff. he'll never admit to it, but yeah, he eats strawberries that way on purpose, messy while watching you, and he stands at the edge of your bed in a low-slung towel until he's nearly dry, just furthering some mindless conversation so that you'll stay awake and looking at him. when he's at the gym, he'll send a snapchat he took way too long posing for, just to respond with a "yeah", or he'll pretend he doesn't know why it's a big deal that he decided to forgo boxer briefs under his sweatpants.

bakugou wants to be wanted, but he doesn't know how to make himself worth wanting, and doesn't know how to ask either—but he's learning; placing his face between your shoulderblades when he wants you to turn to him in bed, resting his forehead on your knee when he's sorry and can't say why, drawing a heart on a sticky note, quick and shitty, before he has time to get embarrassed, nipping at the skin under your earlobe when he wants you, the blush on his cheeks probably searing into the skin of your neck.

insecure but trying, trusting. isn't that what love is anyway?

mornings with boyfriend! bakugou. fluff.

Mumbling the lyrics to your current song of obsession, you worked your way around the shared kitchen in the UA dorms with practiced ease.

The sun was still on its way up, and everyone still snug under their covers. It was one of those days where you appreciated the alone time, a quiet space and the beautiful sunrise.

After skilfully chopping up the spring onions, you dumped them into the bowl of beaten eggs. Your hands work smoothly as you’ve done this about a few too many times, waking up earlier than everyone and cooking breakfast for the class. That’s how you unintentionally became the designated class chef as well, not that you had amazing cooking skills like a certain blonde but you were the only one willing to cook for the class.

And speaking of the devil, your blond hedgehog made his way into the living area with tousled hair and sleepy eyes looking as hot as ever. A yawn escaped his lips as he positioned himself behind you at the kitchen counter.

Pressing his hard chest to your back, he snaked his strong arms around the small of your waist while planting a light kiss on the exposed skin of your shoulder. The small action leaving butterflies in your tummy.

Humming in response, you let him stay there latched on you as you prepared the coffee machine that supplied class 3A with their daily burst of adrenaline to survive the day. Unlike them though, you enjoyed a calming cup of green tea to start your day to which your boyfriend had also picked up this habit of yours.

“Mind preparing the tea, babe?” You requested as you ruffled his soft hair affectionately.

He grumbled but you both knew he would do it anyway. Reluctantly letting you go, he went about preparing the tea leaves and hot water as you got to frying the egg-spring onion mixture.

“You don’t have to keep cookin’ for those extras, y’know,” His morning voice tickled your skin– deep and slightly scratchy. Playfully rolling your eyes, you decided to ignore him since the statement was so redundant. “Oi, don’t ya dare ignore me ya brat.”

A chuckle left your lips as you replied, “And who is going to fill your stomach in the morning if not me?”

“I can damn well cook it myself,” He said, throwing away the tea leaves once the water looked a rich green. “ ‘Sides, I taught you how to cook ungrateful brat.“

You giggled and blew him a kiss.

Out of playful spite, he fake caught the kiss and threw it into the bin, a teasing smirk tugging at his mouth.

You let out an offended gasp, flipping him off, a habit that you learned from no other than Katsuki himself. And to no surprise, he happily returned one as well.

The two of you broke apart from the interaction chuckling to yourselves at the light-hearted feud before gathering the drinks and eggs to the main dining area.

“Wanna sit on the couch today?” You asked, situating yourself down on the plush comforter.

He narrowed his eyes at you, “Are ya stupid, why’d you ask me that if ya gonna sit there already, dumbass.”

“Just get your ass here already,” You said jokingly. “– don’t forget my tea too.”

He groaned in response, muttering curse under his breath that sounds like something along the lines of “shitty bossy woman”.

He finally brought the meal and sat himself down next to you, thighs and arms touching.

Finding the contact insufficient, you slinked an arm under his and looped around, securing his arm in yours. Used to your touch, he carried on eating his egg enjoying the cool feel of your skin on his.

From where you sat, you could see the flexing of his jaw muscles as he ate and the fluttering of his lashes when he blinked, taking your breath away at how such a beautiful human was yours.

“Stop staring at me weirdo,” He said as he fed you a piece of egg.

You opened your mouth to close around the fork, humming in appreciation.

“Can’t look at my handsome boyfriend?” You replied as you chewed.

Katsuki clicked his tongue at that but said no more and if the pink tint on his cheeks and averted eyes was any giveaway, you would know that he felt bashful from your comment.

Heart swelling at his reaction, you let out a content sigh, basking in the morning sun and the calming familiar scent of your boyfriend - axe body spray with a hint of caramel. Your head fell against his broad shoulders as you snuggled his arm closer to your body, tightly securing to your chest.

“Love you, ‘suki,” You said as you press a kiss to his bicep, thank god for him wearing his black wifebeaters as it gave you access to his skin and also nicely accentuated his muscles.

A small smile graced his face and he turned to give you a kiss on the top of your head. “Love you too, baby,” he mumbled against your hair.

“You sniffed me didn’t you,” You pointed out.

He visibly stiffened at being caught, but grunted in admission.

God, you love this man to death.

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bullying katsuki cuz he’s so fun to tease

now, don’t get me wrong, kit kat lays down pipe like a super mario bro, but that’s doesn’t mean he should get cocky! sometimes he needs to be reminded that he’s obsessed with you and needs you more than air 💞

Ok, so maybe you don’t have as much experience as katsuki, (like none at all, he was ur first) but you’re pretty sure he’s great, and you’re pretty confident you’re ok too. At least that’s what he tells you, and you’ve elected to believe him.

the first few times were pretty awkward, still nice, but a bit clunky. after you get in the rhythm of things tho, you guys are at it like bunnies. it’s pretty clear that katsuki is good at what he does, you cum and you cum hard.

so when ur laying on his chest one day after getting your back blown out, you decide to be really annoying.

“sigh... you suck.”

“what?”

“That was like really bad”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“You have terrible dick game, i’m sorry i had to be the one to break it to you”

He furrows his eyebrows before he realises it’s a stupid joke. Rolling his eyes, he pulls you in closer, smushing ur boobs against his side even more.

“Be quiet”

“I’m just speaking my truth katsuki. You are abysmal.”

“Shut up. as if you didn’t just nut.”

You snort and hold him tighter. he’s so warm and cozy, you want to suck his dick sometime soon.

“silence, you don’t know anything about me. I could’ve been faking.”

he lets out a huff. He knows you’re only kidding, but he’s beginning to get defensive.

“i know- i know everything about you. stop being annoying.”

“Ok.”

You yawn and close your eyes. the room becomes nice and quiet, and the BUFFOON actually thinks you’re done. As soon as his eyes flutter closed, you strike.

“Worst dick i ever had,” you whisper, giggling as his eyes fly open and he looks down at you angrily.

“Bitch-! only dick you ever had, fucking virgin.”

You gasp in shock! how could he!

“katsuki!!! that’s mean!!”

“What-! You said worse to me!”

You press your face into his booby and he stares down at you incredulously, but with love also.

“It’s only funny when i do it because you know you’re good! i don’t know i’m good! You’re the cool one, you can’t bully me, that’s just bullying!”

He sighs, examining your little face pressed up against him. well, you’re a pain in the ass, but you’re worth it.

“I only said it cuz you were getting on my nerves,” he says softly, as if you could never get on his nerves really. he places his hand on your head, providing a calming weightiness.

“mm.” you actually look like you might drift off now, and he smiles to himself, a smile that he would never let anyone else see.

“You know... you know i think that you’re amazing right?” you can feel him speak, feel the vibration from his chest. it soothes you.

“yeah.”

“yeah”

“best you ever had?”

“don’t push your luck”

katsuki snorts as you give his abdomen a light thump

“hey! who is it then! go on i can take it!”

“I’m joking babe, of course it’s you.”

He leans down and kisses you on the forehead, which pleases you, but does little to appease you.

“No no, who is it? i’m listening! don’t spare my feelings now!”

that’s when you hear his ugly little gremlin laugh, a laugh he only lets out when he’s with you.

Your frown fades away and you refocus on squeezing him as right as you can.

“why are you so mean to me?”

“Why am i-?!” he pauses, sighs, and lets it go, “i don’t know. i love you.”

“I love you a lot less.”

“mhm”

...

“you know i don’t mean that right?”

“go to sleep y/n”

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using their full name?! | bakugou katsuki, sero hanta, iida tenya, kirishima eijirou, kaminari denki, todoroki shoto.

Would you write a Bakugou Katsuki fluff where he unapologetically expresses his awe for his crush's skills in front of their whole class when Aiwaza asks them to guess who did best in some training?

I’m sorry for taking so long. I’ve been quite busy and didn’t have much time to write, but I hope you enjoy this drabble <3

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x genderneutral!reader

Warnings: Fluff, language, Bakugou’s insults

“Alright, class! Training is over, you all did a good job,” Eraserhead calls gruffly, gaining the attention of his students who are trying to catch their breaths after competing against each other for the past hours. Your shirt is drenched and sticks uncomfortably to your body, dirt clings to your skin and sweat glistens on your forehead as you whip your head around to listen to your teacher speak while your classmates slowly gather in front of him.

“I have been watching you very closely and while everyone has improved in both strength and skill, there was one student who exceeded you all,” he explains matter-of-factly, tired eyes moving to each of your friends exhausted faces to watch their reaction before he continues to speak. “What do you think? Who was the best today?”

Hushed whispers follow his question, assumptions thrown around as your classmates share their thoughts among themselves. 

“Izuku did well today,” Ochako muses beside you, one finger pensively tapping against her chin and your friends nod in agreement. A few feet away, the boy blushes at her statement, scarred hands coming up to scratch at the back of his neck as he begins to ramble and stumble over his own words in embarrassment. While that odd habit of his was rather strange at the beginning of the school year, your class has quickly grown accustomed to his nervous manners and learned to pay attention to your teacher without getting distracted.

Momo clears her throat and raises a hand, ever the perfect student, only speaking up once Mr. Aizawa gives her an approving nod. “I think Todoroki was the best today. His quirk is strong and his fighting abilities got better during our last training session, so it has to be—"

“Shut up!” A familiar voice growls behind you. Strong arms push your classmates aside to get to the front and then you find none other than Bakugou standing to your left, a snarl pulling at the corners of his mouth and annoyance darkening his glare. There’s a small cut on his cheek, a minor injury he got during the lesson and you fight the urge to sweep your thumb over his skin and wipe some of his dried blood. Instead, you step aside to give him more space before he snaps at you for being so close. “Stupid Deku wasn’t the best and neither was Icyhot.”

His eyes meet yours. For a second, you believe you catch the tips of his ears tinge red under your gaze, but his next words leave you too stunned to think about it any longer. “It was Y/N.”

Your friends are rendered speechless. Somehow, even Aizawa seems dumbfounded, staring blankly at his student, seemingly uncertain if he’s still awake or if he has fallen asleep during the lesson and started dreaming again.

“What?! Don’t look at me like that,” Bakugou barks after another moment of disbelieving silence, though his features soften ever so slightly when he glances at you. “C'mon! It's obvious, idiots. Since the sports festival, Y/N has been pushing their quirk to the max and trained harder than most of you to get stronger. Their combat techniques and tactics are impressive and they outsmarted me several times during our fight because I was—"

He hesitates. You can see the conflict behind his eyes, the reluctance to admit his mistakes and possibly deem himself weak in front of the entire class. Honestly, he's done more than you ever expected of him, so it's only fair if you help him out of this uncomfortable situation. Just as you open your mouth to come to his aid and turn the attention away from him, he gets a hold of himself.

"Because I was too focused on causing damage to win. I made some strategic mistakes which they used to their advantage and that helped them gain the upper hand," Katsuki finishes and looks away, making sure that no one detects the blush that creeps up his neck and flushes his cheeks. Then, as if his actions haven't already shocked you enough, he gives you a pat on the shoulder followed by a scoff. "It was a close call though. I'm not that stupid, dumbass."

"What the fuck was that?" Denki quips in a hushed voice. He snickers quietly and yelps when Jirou jabs her elbow between his ribs, but you couldn't have said it any better — it's unbelievable and downright absurd to hear Bakugou praise someone else, instead of talking about himself and claiming that he's the best. Yet, it happened and you don't know how to react.

"Right," Aizawa clears his throat, giving you no chance to think of a proper way to express your gratitude for Katsuki's compliments. Though it doesn't appear as if he wanted to hear a 'thanks' because the second your teacher ends the training lesson, still bewildered, he already speeds off to the locker room, wordlessly leaving you and your classmates behind.

THE BNHA BOYS AS THINGS I WANT TO EXPERIENCE

FEATURES — midoriya izuku, bakugou katsuki, kirishima eijirou, todoroki shouto, kaminari denki, shinsou hitoshi

A/N — starting to think i’m unlovable lol

HAND HOLDING. izuku absolutely adores holding your hand. he thinks it’s such a classic way to be intimate without being overbearing. he loves how soft and small it feels in his; walking down the street or in the halls with your hand intertwined with his own makes him feel so content at at peace. he also likes the way it let’s everyone know that you’re with him, and he can’t help the pride that swells in his chest every time he thinks about how you’re his girlfriend.

HOMEWORK HELP. bakugou would gladly help you with your homework, even if he yaps about how annoying you are for always asking. he wants you to be your best self, and he has no problem with helping you get there. he’s a lot gentler than he is with kirishima because duh, you’re his girl! so yeah, he tries to throw the occasional praise in there, but otherwise, he’s just as brash. at first he questioned if he was still being too aggressive in his tutoring approach, but when you proudly show him your improved grade on a quiz, he fails to hide the small smile that forms on his face at your pure elation. you looked so relieved, and when you three your arms around his neck in a tight embrace, he didn’t hesitate to wrap his own around your waist and mumble “i knew you could do it, dumbass.”

WORKING OUT TOGETHER. kirishima is so kind and patient, it hurts. he never makes fun of you for how much you lift or how quickly you run out of breath. he’s always there to remind you that you’re doing a great job and he’s proud of you. there’s never a moment where you’re embarrassed of your strength or the faces you make because kirishima would never allow it. he’s always sharing his knowledge with you and he never makes you feel stupid for not knowing exactly what to do all of the time. he loves that you even come along, the fact that you wanna exercise with him makes his heart soar. every time you finish a set, he gives you a big toothy smile and a kiss on the forehead.

GOING OUT FOR LUNCH. todoroki loves food and he loves you. combining the two was honestly the most logical thing to do. your week is usually really hectic, so whenever your busy schedules let up, he makes sure he has you all to himself for the entire afternoon. each time is some place new, and he never gives you any clues as to where he’s taking you. it’s fun because the both of you get to explore new prefectures and expand your tastes, but mostly because you’re with each other. during lunch, he’ll look at you sweetly as you talk about your day or he’ll tuck you hair behind your ear if he sees it’s getting in the way while you eat. todoroki’s presence makes going out to lunch feel so utterly sweet and domestic, it’s genuinely such a warm experience.

GOING TO THE AMUSEMENT PARK. kaminari knows how worked up you can get, and he’s always eager to help you let loose a little every once in a while. kaminari let’s you ease into it with the cute mini games and prizes but don’t get too comfortable because pretty soon, he’s dragging you onto some sort of death contraption. he knows you need to release that tension and stress and what better way to do so than to scream your lungs out on a rollercoaster! he reassuringly holds your hand to let you know you’re okay, but pretty soon the adrenaline is pumping through your veins, and you can’t contain your laughter because holy shit that ride was horrendous. he can’t help but laugh with you, partly because yeah he definitely just shat his pants, but also because after seeing you stressed all week, hearing your laugh is music to his ears.

NAPPING TOGETHER. weeks can be utterly exhausting with classes, training, studying, etc. that sometimes you just want to do nothing, and shinsou is completely in agreement with that. on one particular afternoon, you were in his room, sitting on his bed as you struggled to keep your eyes open while finishing up an assignment. shinsou had noticed almost instantly that you weren’t in any state to keep doing work, so he gently tapped you with his foot. when you looked back at him, he gestured for you to come over and you did. you crawled up to the space beside him and lied down, arm draped over his chest as you closed your eyes. you had woken up about an hour later, content and refreshed as you looked up at your sleeping boyfriend. from then on, taking naps together after school became a regular. relishing in each others warmth and resting peacefully for that hour or two made all the difference.