Soft-vainilla - ʕ♡˙ᴥ˙♡ʔ

Izuku's version

Katsuki's version

Shoto's version

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Husband Shinsou! with whom you have quiet late nights where your both in each other's arms, quietly talking about nothing in particular.

Husband Shinsou! whose usual stoic facade cracks into a small smile whenever someone mentions you in a conversation.

Husband Shinsou! who always has a gentle yet firm grip on your hand whenever you two are out, subconsiously tracing the ring that adorns your finger.

Husband Shinsou! who has a whole album in his phone dedicated to pictures he sneakily takes of you.

Husband Shinsou! who teases you relentlessly about the more "unflattering" pictures but you almost miss the way he smiles looking at them.

Husband Shinsou! who can't help but feel his heart flutter everytime he sees you in his clothes.

Husband Shinsou! who nearly gives you a heart attack by using his voice modifier in the middle of the night.

Husband Shinsou! who does not regret teasing you about it. Even when you send him off to sleep on the couch for the night.

Husband Shinsou! who definitely is still very much an insomniac and has trouble falling asleep most nights.

Husband Shinsou! who had trouble falling asleep but somehow sleeps like a baby whenever he has you in his arms as you run your fingers through his hair.

Husband Shinsou! who may look all cool and calm to other people but is actually a little shit who loves teasing you endlessly.

Husband Shinsou! who takes you out on quiet dates. Picnics in the park on a quiet spot, a cat cafe, a small diner he recently discovered. Hell, with him even your late night runs to the supermarket are dates.

Husband Shinsou! who will literally beg you on his knees to get a child 'cause as he says "its gonna make our little family complete".

And so the next day when you finnally give in, Husband Shinsou! is dragging you to the cat shelter.

Husband Shinsou! who always, without fail, comes home to have dinner with you. He vows to never miss a single one.

Husband Shinsou! who always gives you a call after getting back from his patrol 'cause he doesn't want you to worry.

Husband Shinsou! who calls you before starting his patrol to just hear your voice 'cause he knows every time he goes out there, it may be the last.

Husband Shinsou! who will damned if it isn't your voice he hears before starting patrol 'cause it gives him a reason to come back home to you, his home.

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𝐵𝓊𝒸𝓀𝓎 𝐵𝒶𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓈 𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉

ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: 🖤 ᴅᴀʀᴋ 🤍 ꜱᴏꜰᴛ!ᴅᴀʀᴋ ❤️ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ 💖 ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ ❤️‍🩹 ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ 😂 ᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅʏ (ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ɪ ꜱᴀʏ, ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴊᴏᴋᴇ) 👻 ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ

☼ 🖤❤️ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ ꜱᴘᴀᴄᴇꜱ (ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ

☼ 🖤❤️ ꜱᴏɴɢʙɪʀᴅ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 1 // ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2 (ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ

☼ ❤️😂💖❤️‍🩹 ʜᴇʀᴇ’ꜱ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴋɪᴅ (ᴄʜᴇꜰ!ʙᴀʀɴᴇꜱ x ᴀꜱᴘɪʀɪɴɢ ᴄʜᴇꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ—ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ)  ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1// ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2// ᴘᴀʀᴛ 3

☼ ❤️💖😂 ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ (ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ ᴛʀᴀɪɴᴇʀ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ᴘʟᴜꜱ ꜱɪᴢᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

☼ 🖤❤️ 👻 ᴀʟʟ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ɴᴏ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ (ᴡᴇʀᴇᴡᴏʟꜰ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x “ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ”!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ

☼ 💖❤️ ᴏʀᴀʟ ꜰɪxᴀᴛɪᴏɴ (ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ ʙᴀʀɴᴇꜱ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ

☼ ❤️💖 ᴄʜᴜʙʙʏ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ)

☼ ❤️ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ (ᴅᴏᴍ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʙʀᴀᴛ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ

☼ 🤍❤️ ᴡᴏʀᴋᴀʜᴏʟɪᴄ (ᴅᴀʀᴋ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ

☼ ❤️😂 ᴅᴀʏʟɪɢʜᴛ ʀᴏʙʙᴇʀʏ 1 2 (ᴛʜɪᴇꜰ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ

☼❤️💖 ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ɪɴ ꜰʟᴇꜱʜ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴏɴᴇ (ᴅᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ! ɢᴀʀɢᴏʏʟᴇ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ᴀᴄᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ

☼ 🤍❤️💖 ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ (ᴛʜᴏʀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ

☼ ❤️‍🩹 ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴜꜱ (ʀᴏᴄᴋꜱᴛᴀʀ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ

☼ 🖤🤍❤️ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ, ᴛᴏᴏ (ᴅᴀʀᴋ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ

✨𝒮𝓉𝓊𝒸𝓀𝓎 𝓍 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇✨

☼ ❤️🖤❤️‍🩹ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ʙɪʀᴅ (ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ!ᴀᴜ ꜱᴛᴇᴠᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ) ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ

🎀  𝒟𝓇𝒶𝒷𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓈  🎀

⭐️❤️💖❤️‍🩹 ꜰɪʀᴇꜰɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ) ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ

⭐️❤️💖😂 ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ ᴛʀᴀɪɴᴇʀ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ᴘʟᴜꜱ ꜱɪᴢᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇꜱ 1 || 2 ||

⭐️❤️😂 ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ/ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ: ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

⭐️🖤🤍❤️ ʟᴀʙᴇʟᴇᴅ (ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ᴅᴀʀᴋ! ᴍᴏʙ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

⭐️🤍❤️ ᴛʜɪɢʜ ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴏʙ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ (ᴍᴏʙ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

⭐️❤️💖 ᴋɪꜱꜱ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜʀᴜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ (ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

⭐️🖤🤍❤️ ʜᴏᴡʟ (ᴡᴇʀᴇᴡᴏʟꜰ!ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

domestic things i think könig loves when he’s back home <3

☼ when you’re winding down for the night and both sitting on the couch. you’ll want to lay down, so you stretch your feet into his lap and he loves it. he’ll grab your foot, holding it to warm you up since your feet are always so cold.

☼ if he’s in the middle of a shower and you knock on the door before coming in to grab something. könig wipes the glass of the shower door, wanting to see you clearly, “need something, baby?”

“just my ring,” you say, grabbing your ring from the small tray you keep on the counter, having forgotten to put it back on after your shower earlier.

he keeps talking though, asking about your day and if you want to go to the gym with him in the morning. never admits it out loud but he loves your company while doing mundane things. having your presence just makes everything better!

☼ lovessssss when you make his favorite austrian dishes. he’s a bit of a picky eater, so being able to connect with you through his food is something he values. just make sure you cook a lot, his serving sizes are huge!

☼ laying his entire body weight on top of you in bed, slowly blocking the air from entering your lungs. he’s huge and knows it, pretending to fall asleep to see how long you last, holding out with as little oxygen as possible so he doesn’t have to move. he purposely makes his body go limp, his dead weight pushing you into the mattress.

“okay i give up,” you whine, pushing at his shoulders so he’ll roll off, knowing that he was testing you.

“longer than last time, though! maybe i’m losing some weight,” könig laughs, pulling you on top of him as he shifts onto his back.

his huge hands spread across your thighs, softly squeezing the thick skin, blue eyes locked on you. he takes in your entire face, noting something he loves about each of your unique features.

“is there something on my face?” your eyebrows furrow, unsure of why he’s suddenly staring at a random spot on your skin.

“nothing but beauty, mein schatz.”

— attack on titan masterlist.

｡｡ ʚ Little things about what a relationship with aot characters would be like

｡｡ ʚ Mornings with aot characters

｡｡ ʚ Things they do when they have a crush

｡｡ ʚ Attractive things aot characters do

｡｡ ʚ Domestic moments with AOT Characters

｡｡ ʚ Kisses with AOT Characters

｡｡ ʚ Moments that made AOT Characters stare at their s/o and go “damn, they’re so pretty”

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“what are you doing?”

your heart just about bursts from your chest as you spot suna through the bathroom mirror. he’s standing there with a few tufts of hair that appear to have developed minds of their own, and you can see subtle red creases on one side of his face.

“jesus, we need to get you a bell,” you mumble—to yourself more than anything. your eyes gloss over his reflection before focusing back on your own, and you resume your nightly routine without a second thought.

“why are you getting ready for bed without me?” he questions, leaning his head against the doorframe as he gives you the blankest of stares.

“rin, you were sleeping. i know better than to wake the beast from his slumber,” you laugh.

“tch, i’m not that bad, am i?” he feigns a frown, pushing himself off the frame and shuffling over to you. the warmth of his bare chest engulfs you as he snakes his arms around your torso, pressing a kiss into your shoulder. “besides, i was resting my eyes, not sleeping.”

you feel him smirk against your skin—both of you knowing damn well those are his famous last words.

“does it really mean that much to you?” you ask, emphasizing the sarcasm in your voice to hide the fact that you actually want a genuine answer.

you don’t get one—at least not at first. instead, he tightens his grip on your waist, just enough to allow him to spin you around to face him. he pulls upwards, a silent invitation for you to sit on the countertop.

“be an angel and sit still,” he says, more than aware of the effect that little nickname has on you. his fingers delve into the cream that now sits in your lap—bringing a small amount to your face.

he stares for a moment, love and admiration swirling around in his pupils as he embodies the definition of heart eyes. he wipes his fingers onto each of your cheeks, using a hand on either side to rub the moisturizer in for you.

“yes,” he blurts out.

“yes what?” you tilt your head at him. he exhales, tilting your head back to its original position so he can finish working in the product.

“it does mean that much to me,” he responds, delicately running the pad of his thumb along your cheekbone. he battles the grin forming on his face, but the one that you’re wearing right now is so perfect—it’s not even worth the fight. he finds himself leaning down, possessed by his love for you, chasing that euphoric feeling of your lips against his.

he kisses you—so hungrily that your back presses against the mirror and you have to place a hand behind you for support. he pulls away with a pant, giving a few more quick pecks to your lips before resting his forehead against yours. there’s that look again—love, admiration, and—mischief?

before you can so much as blink, he’s dipping his entire hand into your beloved moisturizer, taking out a huge clump, and smearing it onto your face with a devious smile.

“wake me up next time, okay?”

SEBASTIAN STAN via Instagram stories

HOW THEY ACT WHEN THEY THINK YOU’RE ASLEEP — JUJUTSU KAISEN

feat : gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuuji, fushiguro megumi + nanami kento

ღ warnings — none just fluff ! !

ღ note — these were very refreshing to write idk why,, i feel like they kinda got me back into a nice writing groove <3

・✶ ｡ﾟGOJO SATORU

it is late when satoru returns home from work, letting the door close softly behind him before he travels deeper into your apartment—searching for you. so maybe that’s why he isn’t suspicious when he finds your figure lying on the couch, seemingly already asleep from where you were sat waiting up for him to come back to you now doubt. but you hear the snowy haired sorcerer breathe out a laugh that sounds a little more fond and soft before he’s crouching next to your figure, letting his palm curl around your neck as he leans in to press a kiss along your cheek—before letting his lips linger over the skin a few moments longer. “just as pretty as always, sweet girl. waiting up for me? aren’t you cute.” you’d roll your eyes if you could at the teasing tone of his voice, but you still melt when you feel the couch dip next to you—satoru’s hands gently guiding you against his chest. “there we go. that’s better, yeah? don’t want you yelling at me when your necks sore, angel.”

・✶ ｡ﾟGETO SUGURU

he’d ran some errands while you relaxed on the couch, you had been trying to nap previously but decided just to wait up for him to come home — your eyes closed contently. “you asleep?” suguru hums from his place in the door way, a few of your favourite snacks hanging in a bag from his hand before he sets them down and crosses the room quietly, smiling to himself when he notices you, what he believes to be asleep on the couch anyway. the silence seems to settle for a few moments after, until you feel the rough pad of his thumb graze along your cheek in a gentle touch that has your eyes fluttering, but you hear suguru breathe out a sigh—one that sounds more like he’s home rather than tired. “you awake, sweetheart?” he hums, the low tone of his voice making you break character to lean into his touch before he presses a kiss to your temple. “room for one more, yeah? but i don’t think the couch is gonna fit both of us.”

・✶ ｡ﾟITADORI YUUJI

thankfully you weren’t actually asleep when yuuji came home, but you still decided to keep up the act even though the first thing he does is call for you — in a familiar tone that’s bright and cheery and you know he’s smiling before he halts in the doorway when he sees you, shushing himself with his palm over his mouth. you hear his footsteps approach you a few moments later, listening to yuuji mumble to himself about how it looks like you’re asleep before he’s pausing infront of you, probably wondering whether or not he’s going to wake you. but the silence remains before you feel the cushions beside you dip, feeling the familiar warmth of your boyfriends broad chest press against you as he clumsily tries to guide you against his chest, making a few hushed sounds in the hopes that it might soothe you if he happened to shake you awake, followed by a “yay! bet you’re comfy now, baby.” when he’s finally wrapped in you—nuzzling into the crook of your neck.

・✶ ｡ﾟFUSHIGURO MEGUMI

megumi was always quiet whenever he came home, hushed footsteps and gentle movements but you can still hear him travel through the apartment — hesitant when he opens the door to the darkened bedroom where you were once asleep, now you just lay with your eyes closed, not ready to move yet. he doesn’t say anything, already assuming you’re still lost in a blissful dream but he does approach you with a grumble before you feel him carefully tuck the comforter over your figure, tch-ing and grumbling about how you’re gonna end up catching a cold. but you don’t notice the way megumi looks at you before he leans down to place a fleeting kiss against your cheek, a blush high on his own and he’s mostly unaware of the soft smile that’s decorating his features — a much softer expression that the one others were used to, but it’s one that was familiar because it was reserved only for you.

・✶ ｡ﾟNANAMI KENTO

he’d unfortunately got roped into some overtime, but he still always managed to finish up quickly knowing he was going to be coming home to you. but you hear nanami sigh when he first enters the apartment, taking off his shoes and no doubt loosening his tie before he’s searching for you — something to ground him after a long, tiring day. he assumes immediately you’re asleep when you don’t perk up at the sight of him in the doorway, but the tension in his shoulders still melt when he sees your figure so peaceful on the couch. “sweetheart?” nanami hums, sitting on the other side of the couch before he’s resting your feet in his lap—letting his fingers trace featherlight touches up your calf before he’s propping his head up against his palm and relaxing into the cushions. you both stay like this for a few moments, unmoving before he mumbles something about making you tea for waking up and leaving you with a chaste kiss.

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A noble or bussines person in 1800s yan and the reader is their assistant or personal butler/maid. Where the yan is hiding their feelings but show it in controling way like order the reader to do the most simple stuff even if it was not their jo just to see them? Or steal few touch like head pat or on shoulder or simply their fingers touch😔

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

PAIRING: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 x [servant] reader (gender not implied/mentioned/specified) Tw. love sick fool, soft yandere, mention of lace but every gender can wear it (?)

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Who pushes to the edge of your limits. 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 overworks you to the point where you often catch yourself fainting in the middle of performing tasks. Your position, pay and living conditions might be better than those of the other servants but the list of your tasks was long and more often than not ridiculous. Those little, useless things that took most of your time and energy. But who are you to oppose to someone who had mercifully hired you and give you a roof over your head? No one.

"I have some new tasks I want you to complete." 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 regards you coldly and hands you a paper with a list of other (ridiculous) tasks to do.

Who more than once caught you sleeping in the middle of doing your work. But that's alright. He just takes this chance to come closer and hold your hand, caress your head or cheek. Unfortunately, he has to wake you up at some point but he always uses most of this short period of time to have some type of concat with you.

"Oh dearest, if only you knew how I long for you." He whispers into your ear while you were in a deep sleep.

Who never fails to admire (stare) at you while you work. Most of the tasks given to you are either related or include him. Either way, you spent most of your time with him. 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 made sure of that and he didn't regret it one bit because he has got to be with you. Oh how he loved it when you are near him. You bring him peace he needs in his stressful and rushing life. You are just so...endearing. To this day he can't decide if he wants to flaunt you around or lock you in one of the chambers where only he would be able to look at you.

"You would look lovely in silk...perhaps some lace?" 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 thought to himself, fantasizing about you in different clothes before an image of you without them abruptly appeared in his head.

Who melts when you touch him. Especially when you dress him up and take care of his visage. The cold and calculating man becomes putty in your hands. You are surprised to see him sighing softly, closing his eyes and humming when you button up his shirt or brush his hair. From what you heard from other servants, even from outside your household, no other master seemed to be acting like that. But once again, who are you to pry and complain? And when your fingers happen to touch? A pleasurable shiver runs down his spine.

"You are my lifeline and your touch is like water. I need both of them to live."

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pov: you’re drop dead gorgeous (and they don’t know how to deal with it)

character/s: bakugo katsuki, shinsou hitoshi, kaminari denki, todoroki shouto

genre: fluff, crack (?), them hyping u up like there’s no tomorrow, uhh reader wears makeup 🤕

notes: this is for all u pretty mfs aka all of u whether u believe it or not YOU ARE PRETTY AMD HOT AND AMAZING 😡‼️ also disclaimer: the boys love u not just for your face. they think you’re so cool for being beautiful inside n out and this is just them appreciating the out 🧎‍♀️

bakugo katsuki thinks you’re so pretty that his only response to it is to be angry. he’d watch intently the way you’d smooth your clothes down and cutely fiddle with your hair in the mirror as if there’s even anything to fix. he’ll cup your pretty face in his hands and squeeze your cheeks together (cuteness aggression probably), “tell me why you’re so fucking pretty all the time? what are you so pretty for, huh?!”

bakugo katsuki would always watch you do your makeup and hair and then slip into the prettiest clothes only you can pull off and he’s just mesmerized by the whole thing.

“katsuki, please stop drooling and get dressed. we’re gonna be late.”

his only response is: “fuck off.”

because he can never deny nor hide the fact that he constantly admires you every chance he gets. he storms his way to you and snatches a shimmery eyeshadow from your makeup bag. “tch, you don’t even need any of this shit.”

“you don’t like it, katsuki?” you stare up at him doe-eyed, easily making his heart skip a beat.

“h-hah?! i didn’t say that!” he shoves it to your hand, “now do this glittery shit next!”

and you just ditch whatever plans you’d made and spend the rest of the night trying on different makeup looks. he’ll insist that you sit on his lap while you doll yourself up just because, and you gladly do so but then you both end up wearing a full face of glam makeup 🧍‍♀️ he doesn’t know how he just let it happen but he’s like, “whatever makes you fucking happy, y/n.”

he then proceeds to tell you that, “every one of those ugly extras should grovel at your feet, worship the ground you walk on, and then beg for your forgiveness.”

“forgive them for what?”

he stares blankly at you. “for breathing the same air as you.”

bakugo katsuki’s not active on social media at all but on his instagram, his first and only post is a photo dump of just youー the selfies you took on his phone, your date outfits, candid photos (by courtesy of bakugo katsuki) of you smiling at a stray cat, the power nap you took on his shoulder, and his favorite one by far: a photo of you wearing his black tank top that completely swallows you up, holding up two little peace signs on your cheeks.

and of course, he captions it, “u and ur ugly ass wish u were y/n.”

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