“hey this song reminds me of you…” MHA BOYS

songs they canonically would send you if they were interested (horikoshi approved)

izuku midoriya— be your man; H 3 F

he’s such a cutie, such a sweetheart. he says it reminds him of you, and then proceeds to send about fifty texts following before you can even respond (“i mean not romantic!! as friends!!” “unless you’d mean romantic” “but i’m not saying that!” “blech icky” “NOT SAYING YOUR EHICKY” “NO” “OKAY SORRY JUST IGNORE THIS HAHA(´⊙ω⊙`)”). he absolutely clearly means it in a romantic way, for someone who’s keeping the secret of the number one hero he is a bad mf liar.

runner up: japanese denim. he likes love songs, he thinks they’re kind and anything he hears that’s the slightest bit about love he’s gonna associate w you

katsuki bakugo— bitches; mindless self indulgence

he wants you to be bitches? he wants u to love him cos u know that he can rock?!!!!?!!!?!?! that he can rhyme?! that he can fuck?!!!! THAT HES ON TIME?! plain and simple. he does not say this reminds you of him, he does not link it with you in any way. he just randomly sends it (if even).

if you were really lucky he’d send you love me dead by ludo.

denki kaminari— natalie; HUNNY

he tells you to ignore the name, of course, (unless your name is natalie lol) but the whole rest of it is absolutely applicable. he’s very upfront about it. is acting a lot more reassured than he is but he’s literally about to shit himself he wants you so bad bro. he practiced ways to tell you it wasn’t for you / “he didn’t mean it like that, man” before he sent it to you just incase you rejected him lol.

right after you two confess he sends you teenage dirtbag by wheatus and says “fr felt it when they said whatever it was they said, anyway u free tmrw?!”

eijiro kirishima— someone to you; banners

ew this is so cliche. this man would be so cheesy, especially in the preemptive stages of a relationship. if he wants you, you know (i mean maybe not, he’s nice to a lot of people, but he clearly cares about you). he’s on brand fr, but he really, genuinely blares this shit at full volume in his earbuds and headbangs. this is fr how he feels…. he probably wouldn’t panic sending it, he doesn’t think it’s a big confession, he just thinks about you when he hears it so he wants to share.

a kiss; THE DRIVER ERA. his main reason for this one is “just the vibes man!!” he selectively pays attention to lyrics

hanta sero— love is only a feeling; joey bada$$

he’s corny and very transparent about it. he sends it to you like three days before he asks you out. he’s pretty confident, but he types and deletes ‘i’ve got a song that makes me think of you’ about five times before he sends it. i think he listens to a lot of music, but rnb and rnb rap are probably his romantic go to’s in my mind.

alternatively: me and your mama; childish gambino

shoto todoroki— on an evening in roma (sott’er celo de roma)- remastered; dean martin

idk i feel like he listens to a lot of really old pretentious shit. he likes the music, it helps him stay calm, it makes him feel warm. he thinks the instruments are nice when they swell just right, and he wants to share that with you. he has also definitely offered to take you on a trip w his dads money (i hate fanon characters but i absolutely thrive off the idea that shoto buys his s/o shit w his dads money)

also a high chance hed send scene one— james dean & audrey hepburn; sleeping with sirens and that makes me sick to my stomach it’s so cheesy. he’s not like a coward and once he figured out he had feelings for you, he’d be pretty blunt about it.

neito monoma— star killer; bear ghost

if you ask why it makes him think about you he’s gonna say some arrogant shit about how you want him. but actually this is a really good song and he for sure sings it in his bathroom mirror and checks himself out. how humiliating. idk what to say other than listen to it

alternatively: the ballad of big poppa and diamond girl; cobra starship. this song screams neito to me, if i could dance w him to this song life would actually be okay? the only reason i didn’t put it as the main is because i didn’t know if it was projecting, anyway THIS.

hitoshi shinsou— k; cigarettes after sex

this would lowkey be embarrassing for him tbh. this song feels so personal and intimate, if someone you weren’t dating said this reminded you of them, youd have to be really into them for it to not weird you out. however luckily you are really into him. he knows his point is gonna come across, and he’s confident behind it. he sent it as a way to say hey mf im into you, i know you’re into me

compass; the neighbourhood. he kinda listens to teenage girl music, he’s going through that phase. this song is so cute tho!! he’s kinda doting in a weird way, it’s sweet.

little things with denki kaminari

happy birthday to my love. latest in this series here

—whenever one of you is listening to music, you always share earbuds (or at least offer). you have a shit ton of playlists for situations (bus rides with loser, people in class won’t stfu and we have to act like we care¿?, bored asf) etc. it’s also customary for you to have at least one song rec for each other a day.

—bro this motherfucker has bit you before? how odd.

—he really, really loves to talk. so no matter how talkative or how quiet you are, you two are constantly interrupting each other and it always makes him laugh.

—denki has no idea what to do when it comes to relationships. not one thought is running through that mans head and it shows. when you two first get together, he has genuinely no idea what to say. he’s smooth and casual when he’s not thinking about it, but the second he processes the fact he’s your boyfriend and he’s supposed to be boy friendly, he’s clueless.

—he literally quotes romance movies to try to sound cool. it’s so bad. he sounds awful. it’s horrible. it’s ugly. please, kaminari, i’m begging you. be quiet. it’s kinda cute tho tbfh

—also! he gets so flustered. he would never show you but like when you send a text that’s even remotely romantic he’s done for. that one video of the girl holding her phone to her chest and kicking the bed? that’s him tbh

—after every fight, near miss, or villain encounter all he ever wants to do is spend time with you. even if you’re both just sitting there silently, it calms him down so much.

—speaking of, he freaks out really easily. and he finds so much comfort in you. and he wants to do the same for you. he has a list of things he knows make you feel better. be like that for him or ur a fucking loser

—you’re a big motivator in his training. after all the shit he’s seen, he’s got a lot of valid fear and trauma. so he doesn’t want you to ever have to go through that type of thing, even if you were training to be a hero. he wants to be able to protect you, so he pushes himself super hard to learn how to channel his electricity.

—did you know kaminari skateboards? well, he does! and he is itching to teach you. you two love to go to this little park at night, only lit by street lights and the city. his hands are on your waist as you wobble on the board and he’s laughing at you. teaches you about footing and all the terms (“i’m not gonna be dating anyone who stands goofy, you hear me?” clearly he doesn’t actually give a shit.). once you’re pretty good, he buys you a board as a gift.

—denki is a pretty chill dude. he doesn’t get offended much and when he does he’s never really angry about it. but if someone even looks at you wrong he’s laughing almost politely and flicking his wrist back and commenting some snarky insult about that person not really to them but definitely loud enough for them to hear.

—he sneaks into your room every night to fall asleep with you. you fake being annoyed when he comes in and runs his mouth for fifteen minutes, but you don’t actually care. kaminari sleeps with his head covered in pillows, so i imagine he shoves his head into your neck or back, and wraps his arm completely around you once he actually falls asleep. very cuddly dude. once you complained about how it was too hot at night because of him, and instead of letting up he bought you a 75 dollar desk top power fan and told you problem solved.

—movie nights every thursday. you tried to argue it should be saturday for months, talking about sleep schedules and responsibilities the next morning but he does not care. it’s thursday’s, you will enjoy it. srz

—he unironically wants you guys to get one of those big shirts you can both wear. every time a birthday or holiday or anniversary comes up and you ask what he wants, he tells you that shirt. he begs for you to wear one with him. one time he was sobbing over something completely irrelevant and you asked him if there was anything that would make him feel better and through tears he said “big couple shirt” and cried harder when you said no.

—he wakes you up with a shitty pickup line every single morning. sometimes he looks them up, sometimes he makes up shitty ones specific to you.

—you two have matching bracelets. you made them together one night, he bought a bunch of beads and shit and insisted that you make them. he made yours, you made his. so yea basically you walk around with a shitty yellow and black bracelet that says denki (self projecting as i literally wear that bracelet right now)

—no matter where he is, he always makes sure a spot next to him is available for you, just incase you show up. he wants you to feel included and even if he’s silent about it, he makes sure you’re always comfortable.

—he makes you recreate funny couples photos all the time. like the reaction meme looking ones. his favorite (which is also his lock screen and his profile picture) is the one with that couple making out on the fence and the girls holding the guy up lol. also loves to take really uncomfortable ones that look like posed white people family photos and you’re both just doing thumbs up and standing too far away from each other.

—y’all are so funny for real. like constantly laughing, always having fun, just so comfortable?? such a good relationship i’m ngl would die for it

—he gets a star projector and makes you stare at it with him for hours. for the first thirty minutes he aggressively shushes you if you try to say anything. loves it.

—he’s really good at balancing being a good friend / conversationalist / person to be around and being affectionate. he’s pretty good at gauging what you need when you need it. he’s such a good boyfriend yea <33

My Hero Academia Characters as Homeless People:)

Characters: Katsuki, Deku, Denki, Mina

*disclaimer* all of these headcanons are wrote for the sake of comedy, and are not meant to be offensive.

Katsuki

• Have you ever seen those mfs who just be walking around talking shit to whoever? Squaring up to the air? Yeah, that’s Bakugo.
• Ngl he’s kinda a scary dude to run into on the street. Doesn’t ask for money, he’ll find a way on his own
• Can be found yelling at people in the McDonald’s parking lot after 9 pm.
• Definitely has ran out into the street in front a car on purpose . Street fighter tingz.
• May or may not sag his pants.
• If you’ve seen the videos of the guy putting his lit cigarette inside his mouth, and then blowing the air out, just know Bakugo can do that, and has done it.
• Somehow he knows people, and has a home every once in awhile. Not permanent, but has a place to stay every once in awhile at night.

Deku

• Nice dude, you’ve given him some money. Doesn’t look threatening, or act threatening like Bakugo.
• He’s also someone you’re not weary fo where the money you gave is going to. Nothing harmful like drugs or alcohol.
• Knows where is safe to stay, or not. Carries a backpack with the essentials he’s managed to get together.
• Does those weird tricks and stunts that you’ve only seen on street corners. He’s able to make some change from it, and uses it for items he needs.
• Well known in the area, and everyone kinda likes him, and helps him out .
• Probably has “God Bless You” sign.
• Has a little mangy dog, most of his money goes to the lil thang.

Denki

• “Hey, hey, hey you got a dollar?”
• He’s the guy who will probably follow you out to your car. Pretty harmless.
• Has a “swagger” walk, regardless of having little to nothing, mans STILL has got a walk like he’s hot shit mann.
• Gets into little scuffles with others on the street bc he talks a lot. “Yo I heard–”.
• Has had a couple of run-ins with cops. Still flirts with people, gotta try right? Get a lil something, and I mean money btw.
• Very social with anyone who’s willing to hear him talk.
• He’s well known and has a reputation in his area, tried to befriend Bakugo bc he’s for connections. Doesn’t exactly go well.

Mina

• “Hey can you spare anything?” Is not afraid to ask for anything, even your McDonald’s.
• In fact, has definitely walked up with a big smile to someone who pulled out of drive thru and asked for some McDonald’s.
• Mina’s also a very nice and well known name on the street.
• Also has a pet, a cat. The cat eats first, that’s her priority.
• She honestly always has miss match socks, she originally did it bc she didn’t have many socks. But even when she had some cash, she just,,,wears two different pairs.
• Has some people she’s friendly with that give her rides around town. Like Bakugo she has a place to stay the night every once in awhile.
• Prioritizes buying hygiene products.
• A good person to know on the streets– got connections bc she’s really nice!

are these bad? yes. did i enjoy writing these? yes.

-nadia

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❝congratulations on 400 followers!!! you deserve every single one!!! could I please request #14 in the fluff prompts with Todoroki from bnha? thank you!❞

letter from the author : 
❝dear anon, 
thank you kindly for your lovely love letter! i can’t apologize enough for how late i am, nonetheless, i hope you will like this prompt! sending you lots of love!

sealed with a kiss,
nikki.❞

──➤ Prompt used : #14 “I’m never going to leave you. I promise.”
─➤ Genre : Fluff.
➤ Warnings : None.

They say that it is common for children to go through phases of culinary likes and dislikes, find what shall please their tastebuds and cover their tongue with a thin veil of bliss. But in Shouto’s case, never he had ever once dared to drift away from the oh so holy cold soba. Never has a dish ever held more omnipotency and importance than cold soba throughout his life, and you were pretty sure Shouto had hidden a dedicated shrine to the divinities of cold soba in your shared bedroom.

« Y/N, I was wondering if we could make cold soba for tonight’s dinner. What are your thoughts? » The interrogation left Shouto’s lips ever so naturally, as if he had become some kind of a second nature to him.

« Shouto, we had cold soba yesterday, and the day before… And the day before that… And again. Don’t’cha think we could switch a little? » The words left your mouth carefully, knowing very well that you were walking on eggshells when dealing with Shouto’s one and true love after you.

He had a quizzical look painted across his face, eyebrows furrowed in unison— you could almost figure the invisible gears grinding again and again his head. A sigh left your lips in despair, knowing very well you had to use some persuasion in order to change his mind and move his attention elsewhere than on the idea of having cold soba he was entertaining in his head.

You reduced the space between the two of you until there was only vacuity left between your two bodies, your cranium finding shelter on the welcoming muscles adorning his back which you secretly adored to worship and sing praises for. « What are you thinking about, Shou? » You asked, your voice barely reaching above a whisper.

The sound of your voice alone was enough to make him melt in your embrace, finally sensing a feeling of peace brought by you and you only. An overwhelming sensation of genuine adoration, and only you had the secret to make him feel this way. A hum of hesitation or perhaps was it a hum of concentration left Shouto’s lips, hands to busy to drape over your own and trace invisible patterns on your skin. « You know what I’m thinking about. » He replied ever so simply, to which you replied with a taunt of your own : « Is it me? Are you thinking about me? »

A hint of a laughter broke free from Shouto’s lips, only to be kept tamed and perhaps only kept for himself. « Of course not, unless you happen to be cold soba. » He continued, but not before turning around and claiming your waist with both of his forelimbs, enveloping you in the warmth emanating off of his embrace.

Whilst he had a smile infused with pure pride throning amidst his facial features, your facial traits had bent to form a pout at the mischief-laced remark of your boyfriend. You fainted a faux sense of being hurt, even going as far as refusing to reciprocate his oh so lovely embrace. Your orbs fell on his, a gleam of tease shining in the corner of your irises : « You know, sometimes I can’t help but think that you’d leave me for someone else if they happened to have a quirk which would allow them to summon cold soba as many times as they wished. » You replied, and you were met with silence in return which meant that Todoroki was genuinely pondering about the pros and the cons brought by this proposal.

« I have to admit that this quirk does seem very interesting, perhaps I would let myself be tempted. » Shouto said plainly, earning a faux gasp out of you as you playfully laid a slap on his chest in stupor. « Shouto, how dare you? » You half-asked, trying as much as you could to set yourself free from his embrace and the armor around you composed of his strong arms.

Your poor attempt at leaving his grasp caused Shouto to raise a brow in interrogation, trying to maintain you as much as he could in the human cage made of his arms. « May I help you, angel? » He wondered, genuine sweetness dripping from every word leaving his lips.

« I’m trying to be mad at you but it seems like it’s obviously not going according to plan. » You continued, yet another sigh left your lips at your failed attempt to find a way out from his embrace.

Shouto’s lips bowed into a smile, one of the rare smile you could only count on one hand (those specifically reserved for you when an epiphany flashed through his mind), allowing his hand to linger on your cheek ever so carefully as if you had suddenly changed into a statue of fine china. « Is that so? » Shouto asked aimlessly, his thumb brushing invisible shapes on the flesh of your cheeks.

Alas, this was not the end of the odyssey of your martyr of a heart, Shouto gave it no rest as he planted his lips against yours in a lingering union, pouring every ounce of genuine love he held in your regard in that very same kiss.

« You forgot one thing, angel, I’m never going to leave you. I promise. No matter if I meet someone whose quirk allow them to summon cold soba at all times, I know for a fact it will never be half as good as yours. Will you please remember this for me, angel? » Shouto demanded, brining the palm of your hand close to his lips where he placed a kiss as a way to punctuate his sentence.

The sheer in your orbs testified of how much you were enamored with him, and how (as odd as it sounds) you knew you still held a number one spot in his heart, coming way before cold soba on his own personal and fictive ranking. The thought of it alone was enough to bow your lips into a smile before sealing a hushed ‘I love you.’ against his lips in a union which he returned with care, allowing his hand to travel from your cheek to the nape of your neck to tug you closer.

An angel passed.

« Does that mean we can get cold soba then…? »

All The Stars

Updated my complete masterlist finally.Enjoy loves!

• Bakugo:

Weak

Late Night Snack

Too Hot

• Kirishima

Self-Care Sunday

Happy Birthday, Daddy

You’ve Always Been Mine

Playing Games with Kaminari - Teaser-P.1 -P.2

• Aizawa

Dream World

Collared

• Dabi

Ruin Me

Would You End Your Night With Me?

• Shigaraki

40 Shades of Choke

The Chase

The Lives We Live

Headcanons

Singing WAP in front of them

Holding your boobs

You take him skatingPt.2

Toxic

Song lyrics text

Chef Bakugo

Let me hit that-Sero

Texting him dirty

Hype Man

Wet Dreams

Brat

POV

Don’t Look

Losing Control

I Just Want You-Sero

Senses-Shinso

• Megumi

Stroll

Hold Me

• Suna

Girl Like Me

• Jason Todd

Salvage

Dripping Wet

We Be All Night

Dance For You

Wait, What?

• Tim Drake

Jealousy Kind of Looks Good on You

Headcanons

Bedtime

Pregnant

Club Fits

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— He Need a Hot Girl!

Bakugoxblack!reader

TW: Swearing, possibly suggestive (playful innuendoes), a bit of Enemies to lovers tone to it, a little ooc? Bakugo is very flirty in this

Reader is gn despite the title! They/them pronouns used

Note: First fic for what is hopefully my summer comeback

This was originally for multiple characters but I got carried away with bakugos so I cut the others out because I didn’t want a long hc for one character and small ones for the others

— BAKUGO.

⇶ Cocky as the explosive blonde may seem, he has no idea how he pulled you.

⇶ The two of you had a rocky start, naturally due to his rough exterior

⇶ But you absolutely did not take a drop of the shit he’d say to you, always having a comeback to everything and anything

⇶ This caused you two to argue almost constantly, with you coming out victorious a majority of times

⇶ And honestly, he both loved and hated it

Keep reading

— He Need a Hot Girl!

Bakugoxblack!reader

TW: Swearing, possibly suggestive (playful innuendoes), a bit of Enemies to lovers tone to it, a little ooc? Bakugo is very flirty in this

Reader is gn despite the title! They/them pronouns used

Note: First fic for what is hopefully my summer comeback

This was originally for multiple characters but I got carried away with bakugos so I cut the others out because I didn’t want a long hc for one character and small ones for the others

— BAKUGO.

⇶ Cocky as the explosive blonde may seem, he has no idea how he pulled you.

⇶ The two of you had a rocky start, naturally due to his rough exterior

⇶ But you absolutely did not take a drop of the shit he’d say to you, always having a comeback to everything and anything

⇶ This caused you two to argue almost constantly, with you coming out victorious a majority of times

⇶ And honestly, he both loved and hated it

⇶ Always barking out insults and eating yours up with a shit eating grin

⇶ Call him crazy, but there was something he found both oddly and extremely attractive about someone that was actually willing to fight with him, especially as consistently as you did

⇶ And to top it off, he’s always found you as a whole attractive

⇶ They way you carried yourself in such a self assured and confident way, thinking and knowing you’re honestly the shit, not to mention that you knew how good you looked all the time without even saying it

⇶ You did and said as you pleased, and didn’t care about outside opinions. You wore what you wanted, even if some people said it wasn’t setting or wheater appropriate. You said what you wanted, even if others said it was unnecessary or “not that serious”. And Bakugo loved that.

⇶ And the way you had him feeling some type of way was something everyone had lowkey picked up on from the get, but decided to keep quiet about

⇶ Gradually, your back and forth bickering turned into flirting

⇶ You started it, actually. Because why not?

⇶ And surprisingly, Bakugo entertained it

⇶ But what really surprised everyone, was when he asked you out, and you actually said yes

⇶ He played it off as a joke, but you both knew it wasnt

You were just trying to make yourself some instant ramen in the dorm kitchen microwave, when you felt a pair of eyes burning holes into in the back of your head. Turning around, your gaze met a red hot stare from Katsuki.

You raised an eyebrow at him, but in the language the two of you spoke to each other that just meant ‘got a problem?’ In a silent way. He smiled and let out what what sounded like a scoff and laugh mixed together, but never broke eye contact.

You smiled back before asking, “See something you like, pretty boy?” As you turned to face him fully.

“Nah, I’m just trying to see when you’ll be done with the shitty microwave, fuckface.” Katsuki said sarcastically.

You kissed your teeth.

“Then how 'bout you go back to your lame ass room and wait, 'cause I ain’t done, bitch nigga.” You retorted, a smile still etched onto your features.

“What fun would that be? I wouldn’t get to be with you that way.” He told you, walking around to your side of the kitchen island.

“Oh? Be with me? Wasn’t I 'fuckface’ minute ago?” You questioned, your eyebrow playfully shooting up once again.

“So?” Katsuki said, trapping you against the island with his arms on either side of you. “You don’t seem too mad about being with me, so what’s the problem, doll?” He asked, leaning in close to your face.

Honestly, Katsuki kind of took you by surprise in this moment. Usually, it was you that took your moments to this dangerously flirty extent. So the switch flip actually had you at a near loss for words

“I– I never said I had problem—”

“Oh really? Then what do you think about being with me for real then?”

Your eyes widened as you looked at him.

His expression was his usual mischievous grin, but his eyes were dead serious.

You gave a short laugh before taking a sharp breath in to regain your composure.

“I’m all yours then, Katsu.”

His facade cracked, face dropping in surprise as he blinked.

“Wait- really? Like you’re serio—”

You gave him a peck on the lips, leaving a glossy mark from your lip gloss on him.

“Yes, I’m serious, baby.” You laughed, emphasizing the 'baby’, just to watch him squirm more as he turned as red as his own eyes. Placing your palm to his chest, you gently moved him away from you and to the side.

“Now move, my noodles are done.”

⇶ And that’s how the two of you began dating!

⇶ From there on it’s been a ride for both of you

⇶ On the surface level, not much has changed. You have your playful banter as usual, but more often than not it’ll be when you’re embracing each other, and having a cute little moment while exchanging not so cute words.

⇶ And instead of them ending in one of you kissing your teeth before storming off or a near fist fight, it ends with laughs and a kiss

⇶ The more romantic side of your relationship was something you both eased into naturally as your relationship progressed

⇶ It started with little gestures, like quick pecks whenever you saw each other, hugging each other good morning and goodnight, and hanging around each other whenever you had free time, but it was usually in a group

⇶ And then, it turned into more intimate and private things

⇶ You found yourselves having little movie nights together, falling asleep in each other’s dorms (which led to having actual planned sleepovers together), and him helping you do things like pick out your outfit and matching/color coordinating your outfits together

⇶ You of course got on his ass like there was no tomorrow when you realize he has absolutely no style, despite his own parents being designers

“Boyyy, ain’t no fuckin’ way you actually leave the house looking like that. I’m assuming your mother don’t know about this, because from what you’ve told me about her she wouldn’t allow… that. If I knew her I sure would have went and told her 'bout her own son by now.”

⇶ But being the amazing s/o you are with great style, you fixed him up nicely and the two of you had a little shopping date

⇶ And if you’re someone who’s a shopaholic or just enjoys shopping, Katsuki actually makes a good shopping partner, and on late nights he likes to go through online stores looking at clothes with you

⇶ Katsuki is your personal photographer for your Instagram

⇶ The first time he offered to take your pictures you were a bit skeptical, but let him do it… and honestly he really did his thing

⇶ Not an angle was missed!

⇶ Due to the two of you (especially him) being a bit famous from the sports festival, you actually do get quite a bit of questions about your relationship

⇶ The first time you posted each other on your socials, your DMs nearly broke

⇶ Katsuki especially was bombarded with many questions about you, and it didn’t help that he had so many fangirls

⇶ You were known to be very outspoken, and someone who does whatever they please with no regards for what the next person has to say, and if they have anything to say you’ll shut them up real fast

⇶ Some of the things he was asked mainly entailed of “You let them dress that way?”, “What about all their attitude?”, “Why don’t you start controlling them so they learn how to act?”

⇶ And honestly, your attitude isn’t much far off from his, so you better believe the two of you were out there telling people off left and right

“My fuckin’ s/o can do whatever the hell they want, and if you have a problem with that, you need to be worried about actually getting some bitches first.” (Bakugo)

“The fuck you mean 'he let’s me out of the house like that’? Do I look like a dog to you, nigga? I go out in whatever I want, bitch.” (You)

⇶ Katsuki takes immense pride in having you as his s/o, and he’ll be damned if anybody has anything to say about it

⇶ And more than he likes to admit it, you make Katsuki lose all types of composure

⇶ He’ll just look at you and start blushing

⇶ And don’t even get him started on when he’s helping you pick and outfit or send him a a fit pic because he’s not there

⇶ And if you enjoy wearing dresses, Katsuki is a goner. Not to mention when you wear a sundress, you’ll have him thinking up wedding vows

⇶ Katsuki actually introduced you to his parents earlier than either of you anticipated, and it was totally by accident

⇶ He needed to swing by his house to pick something up, and he thought that his parents weren’t home so he brought you inside while he went upstairs and grabbed what he needed really fast

⇶ Only to come back down and see you having a full conversation with his mother

“Oh! Katsuki, you should’ve told me you were stopping by with your s/o today, I would’ve prepared better.” Mitsuki said.

“Ha, yeah maybe next time gottagomom–” Katsuki tried escape, only for Mitsuki to grab him bye the ear and pull him back into the house as you laughed at him.

It’s not that he didn’t want you to meet his parents, he just imagine it going differently than it was, and he wasn’t happy that it was on accident.

“Come and make yourself at home sweetie, I’ll make you some tea. And this little shit can show you around the house while I do that.” She spoke politely, though she was twisting Katsukis ear as he yelped in pain.

He showed you around his childhood home until Mitsuki called you into the living room for the tea she made, you spent the evening talking with each other, and eventually Katsuki was more okay with how the meeting went than he expected by the end of it.

You went back to the campus around 6:30 because it was getting late, and Aizawa had already called for the two of you to come back.

Before leaving, you briefly met Katsukis dad, Masaru, who gave Katsuki an approving pat on the back after greeting you.

Mitsuki gave you both tight hugs, and as she hugged Katsuki you heard her whisper to him.

“I really like them, this is a good one sweetie.”

⇶ Despite the rocky start the two of you had together, and the slightly odd way your relationship began, and again, how he has no clue how you got with him, Katsuki cherishes every moment that he spends having you as his s/o

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 and 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 hisgirlfriend.

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 threw 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 outing 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 your 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 lets 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!hereassuringly 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.

— QUIRKS OF DATING

FT! characters from aot, bnha, and hq!!

A/N! very random, just silly things i imagine them doing

ADDS YOU TO THEIR SPOTIFY PREMIUM PLAN.

armin, historia, todoroki, momo, sugawara, akaashi, oikawa

LEECHES OFF YOUR SPOTIFY PREMIUM PLAN.

sasha, uraraka, kaminari, hinata, noya

YOUR OWNPORTABLE HEATER.

eren, reiner, sasha, bokuto, daichi, asahi, ushijima, bakugou, todoroki (HALF OF HIM⁉️)

INHUMANLY COLD FEET THAT THEY LOVE TO TOUCH YOU WITH.

connie, ymir, hinata, lev, kenma, kageyama kaminari, todoroki (ONE OF HIS FEET⁉️⁉️)

LOCALBITER.

eren, sasha, ymir, noya, kuroo, daishou, konoha, suna, kaminari, mina, kirishima

EATS ALL OF YOUR LEFTOVERS.

sasha, connie, annie, hinata, kageyama, noya, lev, kaminari

TAKES PINKY PROMISES SERIOUSLY.

armin, historia, sugawara, bokuto, todoroki, mina

RANDOMLY LICKS YOU.

eren, connie, sasha, hinata, noya, kaminari, mina

KICKS IN THEIR SLEEP

sasha, annie (she has kicked you off the bed on more than one occasion), noya,

GIVES TERRIBLE MASSAGES

eren, connie, sasha, hinata, nishinoya, lev, kaminari

TAKES LONG ASS SHOWERS

armin, jean, reiner, kageyama, daichi, sugawara, oikawa, deku

CANNOT DANCE TO SPANISH MUSIC EVEN IF THEIR LIFE DEPENDED ON IT

armin, reiner, hinata, kageyama, asahi, deku, todoroki, uraraka

HOW THEY ACT AT A PARTY

FEATURING! — aged up to 21!bakusquad

WARNINGS! — drinking, suggestive themes, marijuana use, mild cursing

CONTENT! — no quirks au; how they act with the reader at a “project x” type party

A/N! — yeah idk what’s going on, i’ve just been shitting out hella content for the past three days. anyway this was wholeheartedly inspired by the song drunk and nasty, sorry asf

BAKUGOU is pretty lowkey. probably isn’t drinking, but even if he is, he’s not going batshit crazy. he mostly tagged along to make sure you or his group of idiots didn’t do anything illegal (definitely the designated driver). please be prepared to be practically attached to bakugou’s hip. while bakugou isn’t the type for pda, there’s no way he’s gonna risk losing you in that big ass crowd. besides, everyone is too shit faced to care that he’s got his arm wrapped around your waist. watches over your drink if you need to pee and literally fucking growls at any guy that tries to hit on you.

KIRISHIMA is having a blast. definitely drinking and definitely taking off his shirt. his energy is infectious, so you find yourself getting really hyped with him. you really have to keep an eye on him though because he will try to jump off the roof and into the pool. hell, he might even convince you to jump off the roof with him. initiates a beer pong game between the two of you that has tension building.

KAMINARI is acting a fool. this buffoon is, in fact, going batshit crazy alongside kirishima. you need to put him on a leash because there’s no way you can watch over him while also being pretty intoxicated yourself. takes you on the trampoline and the two of you jump like morons for half an hour until you’re both left out of breath. at point one, the two of you are just laying on the littered grass and admiring the sky while being absolutely shit-faced (and being occasionally stepped on by fellow drunks)

SERO is flirty. yes, he may or not be high, but that’s completely irrelevant. you look way too good tonight and he’s in the mood to dance. so he pulls you close against him and just relishes in the way your body moves against his for a couple minutes. very touchy; he’ll grip your hips while you’re swaying, move the pieces of hair stuck to your face with sweat, run his large hands up and down your sides. when the two of you are tired, sero would get a drink for the two of you to share and he’ll hold the cup for you, bringing it up to your lips whenever you ask. his eyes would watch your throat intently as you swallowed, knowing you’re completely clueless as to how crazy you’ve been making him all night.

MINA let’s loose. while she’s already so free-spirited, drunk mina is on an entirely different level. somehow manages to convince you to get into the pool. although you weren’t all too hard to convince. once mina started stripping down into her undergarments, you were pretty much diving after her. mina pulls you in for a kiss, and you can’t help but think she looks so gorgeous even if her makeup is now smudged. the two of you hang in the pool, dancing and singing until the amount of bodies becomes unbearable. and once the music becomes headache inducing, you took take to hiding away in a bathroom. mina has the genius idea of filling up the tub with warm water and the two of you spend a hour or so in the tub, just talking to one another.

WHEN THEY HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU!

FEATURING! — izuku, bakugou, kirishima, sero, and mina

WARNINGS! — mild flirting and mature language

A/N! — yeah. idk.

DEKU becomes a stuttering mess. it’s honestly pretty obvious to tell he has a crush on you because his cheeks flush red when you talk to him, and he practically malfunctions if you touch him. it’s cute to see the effect you have on him, and sometimes you’ll go the extra mile just to see his reactions.

BAKUGOU gets quieter. his threats and exclamations to “die!” will decrease drastically. he sort of just avoids speaking to you because his goal is to become number one, not to get distracted by some moron with a pretty face and nice voice and nice skin—yeah no, fuck that and fuck you. and while his internal monologue wants you to leave him alone, he can never bring himself to leave your side.

KIRISHIMA is open about it. he’ll happily compliment your hair or your outfit whenever he deems fit. kirishima is extra motivating towards you and ready to offer a hand whenever you need it. oh, you need extra help with training? no problem! kirishima is almost like a puppy with the way his face lights up when you enter the room. everyone teases him about it, but he doesn’t care. he wants to make his interest clear, and he doesn’t want to give you any mixed signals, but he’ll leave it up to you to make the first move.

SERO is smooth. with a sly smile and curious eyes, sero shoots his shot through well aimed flirting. it throws you a bit off guard, but you ease into it. he’s well versed and knows how to get you to talk to him, and you admire the way he actually listens when you speak. sero pulls out all the tricks; stretching to reveal a peak of his stomach, running a hand through his hair, looking you up and down with a small smirk whenever you approach him. point is, this boy knows how to give you butterflies, and he does so in hopes that you’ll grow to like him back.

MINA is direct. this girl has absolutely no problem demonstrating her interest. she’ll always hype you up and she’ll constantly remind you how attractive she thinks you are. very confident in herself and her abilities, so please expect flirting, and good flirting at that. just like sero, she also some tricks up her sleeve: batting eyelashes, fleeting touches, plentiful eye contact, pretty much anything that could possibly make your cheeks heat up. she’d also probably be the first out of all of them to actually ask you out if she gets the impression you reciprocate her feelings.

Headcanon:

Kaminari can play classical piano or violin or something shmancy like that. His parents made him take lessons as a kid so they could show him off. He has always hated it and it is truly his greatest shame.

Aizawa has a Hello Kitty and Pusheen bandaids.

Heya!

So, as some of you may know, I used to do BNHA incorrect quotes!

As of late, they have been harder to do along with the writing!

I will, as of today, try to do daily BNHA incorrect quotes/tiny BNHA HCs.

I will also be coming out with a HC/fic upload schedule soon!

Adult pro hero Denki Kaminari

I redesigned him based on my Dcuo character. He’s an adult and a pro hero, with a better outfit (who let him wear normal pants and jacket as a hero?). He also has the upgrades for his quirk in both hands, but he can do the pose he’s doing now to shoot a stronger and more precise lightning.

He also dyed his hair a little, I thought it’d look cool

Also he works with Sero, who carries him with his tape around the city

If anyone has a good kaminari fic please enlighten me ❤️I might redraw scenes

BNHA HCs - You Meet Their Family

Characters: Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Tenya Iida x GN Reader

Genre:Fluff

Warnings: None

Summary:A couple of short scenarios where you meet their parent(s), as the title says.

Word Count: 3K

Izuku Midoriya

   Midoriya and you had been together for a couple of months, so it was inevitable that your guys’ family members would come to learn about it. Actually, when Midoriya came to you with the news that his mom wanted to invite you over for dinner, you were surprised she didn’t already know you two were together.

“Like, soon?” You tried to clarify.

“Yeah, well, she seemed really excited. We can wait if you aren’t comfortable with that yet! She wouldn’t mind.” Midoriya spared you the specifics of how the conversation with Inko actually went.

In reality, Izuku had offhandedly mentioned that he was going out with s/o the next day (since you both planned a nice date after finally being able to leave the UA dorms without approval) and Inko had burst into tears for a solid hour. Even when he mentioned you by name, as he usually did, she was still surprised to know the two of you were dating. Somewhere in that conversation, she became adamant about talking to you about the relationship as well.

Now, you were face to face with the Midoriya family’s apartment building. It was a fairly large block of apartments but each apartment didn’t look too big. “Here we are.” Midoriya stopped in front of the door. Neither of you moved for another moment as you expected the boy to open the door to his own home.

“So, are we going to go in?” You prompted.

“Y-yeah, of course!” He raised a hand to knock on the door; his hand was quivering the whole time. 

“Hey,” You rested your hand on top of his for a moment, “You don’t need to be nervous! I’m the one she’s going to be talking to the most!”

He looked a bit disappointed for a second, “I should be telling you that, (Y/N), not the other way around." 

You chuckled at his statement, but the door swung opened before you could get your reply.

"I knew I heard someone talking out here!” The green haired woman stood in the now open entryway, “It’s good to see you again, (Y/N).”

“It’s nice to see you too Midoriya-san!” You accepted the quick hug the woman was giving you. You’d met Midoriya’s mom a handful of times during your first year before the dorms were made and once during a parent’s night at the beginning of your current school year. 

“Izu doesn’t tell me much about his personal life anymore. I was so surprised to hear he’d found himself a s/o!” She added. Midoriya quietly commented with an embarrassed, “Mom!" 

She began moving from the entryway to allow the two of you to follow inside towards the dining table. 

"I thought I’d make Izuku’s favorite since we haven’t had it together in such a long time! I hope you don’t mind.” She explained. 

“Of course, I love Katsudon!” You replied.

Before you could even pick up a spoon, she was asking questions, “So, how long have you two been together?” Izuku let out a bit of a strangled noise.

“Not too long, maybe four months now.” You replied.

“That’s still quite a bit considering how busy the two of you are at UA!” Inko continued, “I was sure for the longest time that Izuku wouldn’t date anyone unless they were identical to All Might!”

You laughed at the admission while Midoriya turned bright red in his spot. “I could even show you some of Izuku’s baby photos! He had the cutest All Might onesies!”

“Mom, (Y/N) didn’t need to come over to see my baby photos!” Izuku attempted to stop the woman from leaving the room to find what you were sure would be a decorated scrapbook.

“But Izu, it’s my job as a mother to embarrass you.” She gave him a sweet smile which probably wasn’t nearly as sweet to Izuku.

“Now eat up while I find those pictures!” And with that, she had exited the room.

Katsuki Bakugou

  You hadn’t expected anything interesting to happen in your day. You didn’t even plan to go shopping, but, when you looked into your fridge, those plans were changed. So, you begrudgingly left to go to your local grocery store. 

“Hm– maybe I should get some of those spicy chips Kat likes for when he comes over this weekend.” You considered as you wandered the aisles. 

Entering the long snack aisle, your eyes were overwhelmed by the bright colors of the bags and the random mascots which adorned them. For a moment, you looked towards the hero-themed chips. You’d certainly seen All Might chips since you were a child, but it was only in recent months that a couple of other pros seemed to put their faces on chips of their own. Sitting on the shelf right next to the bright All Might chips, there were spicy barbecue Endeavor themed chips. On the shelf below, there were Hawks themed honey barbecue chips. 

“You aren’t actually going to buy that shit, are you?” A voice to your left startled you. At first, you were concerned some random guy had felt the need to insert their opinion of Heroes upon you in the snacks aisle. Luckily, you noted the spiky blonde hair and dark clothing and recognized this person to be your boyfriend.

“You’re the one who took an internship with the guy.” You gestured towards the Endeavor chips.

“That doesn’t mean I’ll buy his shitty chips.” Katsuki rolled his eyes before moving down the aisle further. Of course, he was here to get the same chips you had come for.

“So, what’re you doing here?” You grabbed a different bag to place in your basket.

“The hag said she wanted to go shopping since I ‘never go with her anymore’ like I don’t visit every fuckin’ weekend.” He grumbled.

Admittedly, you hadn’t heard much about Katsuki’s mom from the boy himself. Much of your information came from Kirishima, who met the woman a handful of times. He said the two looked and acted almost exactly the same, and her actual name was Mitsuki even though Katsuki only referred to her as a “hag” or “old bitch”. 

“What’re you doing here?” Katsuki asked.

“I needed to go shopping. My fridge was practically empty.” You sighed.

The blonde lightly flicked the side of your head, “You need to take better care of yourself, and you better not just be buying junk!”

He aggressively attempted to look into your basket at the other foods you’d gotten so far only to be stopped by a harsh pull at the neck of his shirt.

“What are you? Five!? Don’t bother random people!” A woman with a shopping cart beside her was pulling the boy away. And, immediately, you could tell this woman was his mother. Namely, it was the hair. She had the exact same light blonde spikes. It was styled almost the exact same way too. 

“I’m not bothering random people, bitch!” Bakugou yelled back at the woman. 

“Um– yeah, we know each other from school.” You tried to help. 

“Mitsuki, please don’t cause a scene.” Another man entered the aisle. Much like the woman, he was also very clearly Bakugou’s dad. His hair was a different color and the glasses on his face mildly obscured his features. But, he was undoubtedly related to your boyfriend.

“Oh, so you’re one of his classmates?” She looked at you with a harsh glare. You nodded in response, “Um– (L/N), (Y/N). I don’t believe we’ve met before." 

"It’s so nice to meet you! Katsuki almost never tells me about his personal life. I swear he didn’t have friends for awhile!” Her demeanor completely changed as she greeted you. 

“Shut it, hag.” Katsuki muttered as he shuffled to drop his chips into their shopping cart.

“I don’t recall Katsuki mentioning you before. How long have you two known each other?” Mitsuki asked.

“I guess we’ve been together for five months now?” You looked towards the blonde boy for confirmation at the time. But, Katsukk was clearly focused on something else.

“Together!? Katsuki, how come you didn’t tell me about your s/o!” The woman started yelling at her son again.

“Of course I fuckin’ did! You just weren’t paying attention!” Bakugou yelled back. You understood now where he got all the anger issues from.

“Are you calling me stupid! Of course I listen to you, and I know you never told me about any s/o!" 

"Why do I have to tell you that I have one anyways!” They continued back and forth for a while now.

“I’m uh– Bakugou, Masaru. It’s nice to meet you.” Katsuki’s much calmer father greeted you as the two argued in the background.

“It’s nice to meet you too,” You responded, “how long do you think they’ll argue for?" 

"Who knows, hopefully they don’t kick us out again.” He sighed.

“Again?” You wondered. 

Shoto Todoroki

  "Um, Shoto? Did you know about this?“ You looked towards the half and half with your newly received letter in hand.

You’d been given the letter only 30 minutes ago by one of the school’s many robots responsible for delivering student mail. The letter had no return address nor the school’s address, it was just your name in fancy scrawl on the white envelope. When you opened the letter, it was just as formal. 

"You’ve been invited to the Todoroki estate at 5pm on December the 12th…” The letter included some more information, but the main information was clear in that sentence alone.

“Oh yeah,” Todoroki looked unimpressed by the fancy letter, “Fuyumi texted me about that.”

“My dad wants to meet you.” He clarified.

A week later, you stood shivering before the large gates which enclosed the Todoroki family house. Some of the shivering was due to the cold, it was a chilly December evening after all, but most of it was out of anxiety. You heard all great things about his siblings, Natsuo and Fuyumi, but Endeavor was not one you’d heard quite as positive things about. 

“Are you cold?” Todoroki noticed the shivering. His warm arm was already resting over you.

“Kinda.” You replied.

“It’s going to be alright. My father is fairly decent around other people.” You weren’t quite sure if you could consider that to be reassurance. 

“Thanks Shoto.” The other teen didn’t say much else as he pressed a button situated to the side of the front gate. There was a buzz in response before the gates opened to reveal a rather traditional looking (and massive) house. Everything about the exterior was immaculate, and the traditional style didn’t disappear even as you entered.

“We’re here!” Shoto called out across the room. The thumping of footsteps on the tatami floors could be heard in response. They sounded much too light to be Endeavor, much to your relief.

“Thanks for coming, Shoto!” The girl who appeared greeted her brother. She had similar hair to your boyfriend although rather than the half and half style, streaks of red were present in her medium length white hair.

“It’s nice to meet you (L/N)! You can call me Fuyumi.” She bowed as a greeting.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Fuyumi.” You returned the greeting.

“Natsuo decided not to come, unfortunately. So, it’s just us and dad.” Fuyumi spoke, “But, it’ll still be nice!" 

She sent an, actually, reassuring smile your way, "Dad doesn’t usually stay long for meals anyways." 

"What did you make?” Shoto began taking off his shoes and coat, so you decided to follow his lead. 

“Cold soba! I thought I’d treat you to your favorite since you’re visiting.” The three of you began heading towards what you assumed to be the dining room. The siblings were the ones mostly leading.

“It’s not really a visit.” Todoroki murmured. 

“Shoto,” Fuyumi said somewhat sternly before looking back at you and quieting her tone, “Dad’s trying to be better." 

You didn’t get to hear more of it as you all reached the open door to the dining room and there sat Todoroki Enji. As the two ahead of you trailed in, the cold eyes of the number one hero hit you with full force. He wasn’t quite as intimidating outside of his hero costume and without the giant flame beard. Actually, he was surprisingly clean shaven without the fire accessory. 

"Nice to meet you, Todoroki-san.” You greeted the man before taking the seat beside Shoto. He seemed hardly impressed with his father right now.

“(L/N), (Y/N), correct?” He spoke.

You nodded while glancing between the others at the table. It was incredibly tense yet painfully awkward. 

“What course are you in at UA?” He asked.

“H-hero course, with Shoto.” You internally panicked for a moment. Would he call out the stutter? Call you weak? He hummed before taking a bite of his noodles.

“You reached the finals at the Sport’s Festival, right (L/N)-kun?” Fuyumi asked.

“Yes, I did. I didn’t quite top some of the people on the ranks though! Our class has such powerful people.” You decided to address Fuyumi as you spoke in order to take the edge off speaking to the towering hero across from you.

“Your quirk is still very powerful, (Y/N),” Todoroki commented, “it was just the type of battle that put a lot of people at a disadvantage.”

You remembered hearing Midoriya talking about that before, but you decided not to add anything in favor of eating your soba.

“For one of my Sport’s Festivals, they had us do one on one obstacle course races with our opponent.” Endeavor added. 

“Maybe they’ll do something like that next year.” You decided to comment. No one added much else.

There was another couple of tense minutes as the four of you ate soba before Endeavor decided to speak up again. This time, he set his bowl down rather harshly on the table. It created a loud “clink” which startled both Fuyumi and Shoto as you all looked towards him.

“I want to make it clear,” he crossed his arms, “as Heroes in training, you shouldn’t be focusing on a romantic relationship." 

Your heart jumped in your chest, "This is it. This is where he kicks me out of the house. Tells me I can’t talk to Shoto anymore. Could he kick me out of UA? I’m sure he could.”

“But, as long as you two continue to succeed as heroes in training, then you’re welcome here.” He concluded.

Moments later, he stood and left the room with his bowl. The sliding door closing shut behind him.

“Well,” Fuyumi began, “I wasn’t expecting that.”

“No,” Todoroki looked to you, “did you curse him?”

“No! Did you both think something worse would happen!?” Looking between both of their faces, the answer was a clear yes. 

Tenya Iida

  "I forgot how rich the Iida family is.“ You stared up in disappointment at the large house before you.

After dating Tenya for about 7 months now, you’d yet to meet any of his family. Admittedly, that was the fault of the League of Villains who decided to continuously attack your first year class and led to harsh safety restrictions. Now, with the mandatory dorms being mostly dropped, Tenya was quick to invite you to the Iida family house. 

You still lived at the UA dorms, so you made the trek from there to the address Tenya had sent you earlier. You should have remembered that he was from a long family line of speed-heroes when you stepped off the train to the neighborhood full of large, polished houses. Nevertheless, seeing his own house thoroughly surprised you. 

It took you a second before you discovered the button near the front gate which you assumed acted as a doorbell. A loud buzz sounded as you pressed it, but it took a second before Tenya’s voice came from the small box, "Feel free to come in, (L/N)!” Tenya hadn’t addressed you by your last name for a while now. 

The gates slowly opened, and you were able to head to the front door which was also quickly met by your blue haired boyfriend, “Do come in!" 

"Your house is nice.” You commented as you left your shoes at the front.

“O-of course, the Iida’s are a prestigious family…” Tenya clearly began to give a long introduction before someone interrupted him.

“You don’t need to be so formal, Tenya. I just wanted to meet your s/o.” A much calmer voice interjected.

Tensei Iida rolled into the entryway where the two of you were standing, “It’s nice to meet you, (L/N). Tenya has told me a lot about you." 

You didn’t miss the boy next to you flushing red as Tensei spoke,  "Nice to meet you too, Iida-san. I’m happy to hear that Tenya talks about me.”

“You can call me Tensei, if you’d prefer. Our parents aren’t home just yet, so you two can spend some time together before they get back. Maybe give (L/N)-kun a tour?” Tensei looked towards his brother who had yet to leave his spot.

“Y-yes, let me show you around!” Tenya moved through the many rooms of the house. And there were many rooms.

Once you were sure you were out of earshot from Tensei, you decided to comment to Iida, “Y'know, it makes me a bit nervous that you’re so worried. Are your parents going to hate me?" 

He seemed a bit surprised at the comment, especially since he’d just been showing you the dining room, "I assure you there’s nothing to worry about!”

“I-it’s mostly my nerves. I’m sure my parents will love you! You’re an amazing person and a great hero! I just don’t want them to think that I’m distracted by a relationship.” He explained.

“Tenya, I’m sure they won’t think that. You’ve been the top in our class forever now, and you’ve gotten great internship opportunities as a hero with and without me.” You reassured him.

“You’re always much better at this then me, thank you (Y/N).” Iida pressed a kiss to your forehead as a thank you. 

As you looked back up, you noticed Tensei had entered the dining room to start setting the table but now awkwardly sat at where he’d presumably set down whatever he’d brought.

“Sorry for interrupting, you two can come help make dinner whenever you finish your tour.” Tensei decided to say once you two made eye contact.

“R-Right, we’ll be there in a moment.” Tenya awkwardly responded.

BNHA HCs - They’re Scared of Thunder

A/N: Alright, I’m finally doing the task of moving some of my older writing on to here! Most of this stuff was already written, and I’m just reformatting it for here.

Characters: Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Eijirou Kirishima, & Shoto Todoroki (Seperate) x GN Reader

Genre: Tooth-rotting fluff, nothing but fluff, this is fluff (maybe some mild angst, but it turns immediately into fluff)

Warnings:Very small mention of self-harm & blood in Kirishima’s (he bites his lip and y'know… sharp teeth)

Summary: There’s storm outside, and you begin to realize your boyfriend has a fear of thunder.

Izuku Midoriya

You sat, crossed legged, on the bed of your dorm room. As much as you dreaded it, you had to finally work on Present Mic’s English homework. You had to choose one of the many English children’s books he had (for whatever reason) and answer a few basic questions on it. Admittedly, there was nothing too complicated about the book you chose. But, it was still an assignment you wanted to continue procrastinating. 

A gentle rain was pattering against your balcony window as you read. The clouded sky outside darkened your room a bit and brought you a bit of a fuzzy feeling as you worked. You’d been hearing some low rumbles of thunder off in the distance for the past several hours as the rain had been falling, yet it suddenly made its presence known with a loud clap. Your room had been illuminated a blue-white for a moment from the flash of light followed by the startling crashing sound of thunder. The sound rumbled within the sky before quieting.

“Geez, I didn’t think the storm was that bad out there.” You commented as you looked towards your window. Droplets continued to pelt your window. They were almost in sync with the subsequent knock on your door only moments after you spoke. 

“It’s unlocked!” You were too comfy to get up now.

The door opened a crack before the person entered and quietly closed the door behind them. You didn’t even really need to look up to know it was your boyfriend, Izuku.

“Hey Izu, what’s up!” You greeted him.

“Can– can I stay with you a bit?” He asked. The green haired boy’s eyes darted every which way while he fiddled with the strings of the All Might hoodie he was wearing. 

“Sure, I’m just working on English, so I won’t be very interesting to talk to for a minute.” You replied.

“No worries.” He replied before taking a seat at your desk. Despite your close relationship, he rarely sat on your bed with you unless you immediately offered it.

With quick succession from the first flash of lightning, a second one struck and rattled the windows once more.

“Wow, it’s really bad out there.” You commented.

As your gaze shifted back to him, you were met with an oddly unfamiliar sight. The hero in training looked scared: hands clamped around his ears, eyes dead set to your slightly opened window, and body curled into himself.

“Um– Izuku?” Your voice took on a more concerned tone as you looked at the cowering teen.

“Sorry, it just startled me,” he began, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen thunderstorms this big before.”

“Izuku.” You tried to interrupt him, but he continued.

“Who knows where it might strike. Maybe it’ll hit a tree or even a building!” Izuku continued on. You called his name out again to no avail.

“That’d be awful if it was a building! I’d hope heroes or fire rescue could reach them in time.” His ramblings didn’t cease with another call of his name. “Although, I guess they’re much more often to hit somewhere in the middle of nowhere rather than any specific place or person–" 

"Izuku!”

“Oh, sorry, I was muttering again. You should get back to your English homework. I didn’t mean to distract you!” He attempted to correct himself.

“Are you scared of thunder, Izu?” You asked straight forward.

He responded quickly, “What? Of course not!" 

"Izuku, people don’t start shaking like that when they’re just startled.” You pointed towards his hands quivering in his lap.

“I guess,” He trailed off for a moment to fiddle with his hoodie strings again, “Loud noises scare me sometimes.”

“Oh Izu, come here.” The boy’s movements from your desk chair to your bed were immediate and his arms were tight around you.

“Sorry if I’m bothering you. I really could leave if you want me to.” He offered even as he clearly made himself comfortable in your arms.

“It’s fine, besides, Mic-Sensei is nice about homework.” You reassured your boyfriend.

You were sure your legs were going to be numb in the morning from this sitting position, but you were happy with comforting him.

Katsuki Bakugou

  For once, your class 1-A teachers didn’t give you any weekend homework. Maybe, they finally wanted to give their students a break after the constant changes, or they (particularly Eraserhead) were just lazy. No matter the reason, it gave you a rare Friday evening with your boyfriend.

You two chose to watch a movie which was quite fitting as a storm began to brew outside while you watched. It wasn’t very long before the rain outside was piercing through the voices from the TV, and Bakugou was just as quick to grab the remote and increase the volume greatly over the noises of the outdoors. 

It was around the fourth time that he’d done this when you decided to finally comment on the storm. A particularly loud clatter of thunder prompted Bakugou to reach over behind himself before extending his arm over your body to increase the volume of the TV. Although, before he could toss it back behind him, you took it from his hands to pause the movie. 

“The storm’s getting really bad out there.” You commented to the blonde.

“Yeah.” Bakugou muttered. As you sat up, you realized just how tight his grip had been around your waist as he released it. 

“Do you think the power will go out?” You continued about the storm.

“Maybe.” Your gaze shifted towards the blonde haired boyfriend who was still laying down. His crimson eyes quickly met yours and they– were not normal. He looked scared like when he was kidnapped at the Training Camp. 

“Is everything alright?” You asked.

“Yeah, I’m fiNE!” As he spoke, more thunder echoed outside and his voice cracked in response.

He glared at you immediately, “You didn’t hear shit." 

"Are you scared of thunder?” Of course, he didn’t respond to the abrupt accusation. “It’s fine if you are! I won’t tell anyone. Is– is there anything that’ll help you?" 

He crossed his arms over his chest as he responded, "My mom rubs my hands, sometimes. I tell that bitch not to, but she always bothers me whenever there’s a storm." 

You smiled a bit at how sweet it sounded before offering your hand out. With some hesitation, he placed his palm over yours. You rubbed circles over the skin, squeezing at some pressure points you knew of, and then shifting your motions to the other hand. Occasionally, you could feel him tense as the thunder made itself heard within the room. But, it seemed to be calming him down with help of the movie having been turned back on. 

"Hey, Katsuki?” You spoke up

“Hm?” His chest rumbled from underneath you as he hummed.

“Do– do other loud noises scare you. Like your explosions?" 

You would’ve almost missed what he said if the room wasn’t so quiet at just that moment, "Sometimes." 

"You can always come to me whenever this happens, you know? I want to be here for you.” You added.

It wasn’t until long after you fell asleep that he muttered, “Thanks." 

Eijirou Kirishima 

  For the past several weeks, Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima’s main study partner (or really, teacher) had been absent for several evenings to do make-up lessons to get his hero license. So, you, kindly, offered to take his place.

"You can do the extra three problems then we can do the homework together, if you need.” You finished while moving to start your own homework.

“Alright!” He replied. Kirishima talked quietly to himself as he did the problems: reading the problems, identifying the numbers, and going through each of the steps that you explained. The room remained rather silent other than his rather quiet muttering and the scratching of pencils on paper. 

“Hey, is this right?” Kirishima turned his notebook towards you to show you the question.

“Hm– it looks…” in between your response a large clap of thunder rattled the room from outside.

“Wow, I didn’t even notice it was raining.” You looked towards your darkened window, droplets were beginning to smack against it and you could see the many trees outside blowing harshly in the wind.

“Y-yeah, looks wild out there.” Kirishima replied. You eyed him for a moment at the stutter that he began the sentence with.

“Maybe Aizawa will finally let us train inside again if the grounds are still wet in the morning. It’s been so cold lately.” You continued.

“Yeah.” Kirishima was looking intensely down at his notebook. It was clear he wasn’t really writing anything but rather moving his pencil lightly up and down.

“Are you stuck on that question?” You prompted.

“Oh, no. I’ll start on it now.” It was silent for another moment as the two of you went back to work. The second sign of thunder wasn’t quite as startling. The sky rumbled a bit, and it echoed off the window. 

You glanced back towards the red head across from you for a moment after his odd reaction to the initial thunder. He was biting his lip rather harshly and enough so that you could see a small amount of blood. Meanwhile, his eyes were darting everywhere around the paper at anything but back up at you. 

“Hey, you’re bleeding.” You reached over to grab a tissue and hand it to him.

“He lightly pressed it to his mouth and saw the small blotch of red that came away when he did so.

"Oh, sorry…” He pressed it back onto his lip.

“Hey Kiri, is everything alright?” You asked.

“I uh…” He hesitated on a response for a moment before promptly replying, “I should probably go. Thanks for the help, (Y/N)! I’ll see you in class tomorrow!” He hurriedly began gathering his school supplies together into a messy pile.

“Hey, hold on! I just want to know what’s going on. If you’re having trouble with the questions or something we can talk about it. You don’t have to be embarrassed about it.” You rushed to keep him in the room for just a bit longer.

“I understand it all just fine! I can just go back to my room and finish the homework.” Kirishima insisted.

A third strike of thunder and lightning illuminated the room. It was much louder the second and sounded much closer as well. And, Kirishima punctuated it with some sort of muted squeak. You two looked at each other for a moment in complete silence.  Kirishima’s ears and face slowly burned red while you mentally tried to piece together what happened.

“Are you scared of thunder?” You finally asked.

“I– uh…” he struggled through his words again. 

“It’s fine if you are! I just want to make sure you’re okay.” You explained.

“I know– it’s not super manly.” He spoke quietly.

“Of course it’s manly, Kirishima! Knowing and accepting your fears is always manly." 

"Thanks.” The silence extended for another moment. Kirishima continued to stand awkwardly beside your desk. His notebooks still sat on the table, and he wasn’t making any move to continue leaving.

“Would you like to stay here? At least until the storm is done.” You offered.

“I'd– I’d like that.” Hesitantly, he moved back to his previous seat across from you.

“Wanna’ watch a movie instead? Homework is pretty boring.” You asked.

“Yeah,” Kirishima chuckled, “we should." 

Shoto Todoroki

   It started raining during the middle of training. And, while Aizawa was almost never against using weather conditions as an opportunity to train, All Might would not let that stand (using the multiple poorly dressed and shirtless students as a reasoning). So, the class was all moved into the nearest indoor training grounds while the storm raged outdoors. 

You could hear the loud rain hitting the windows of the training facility, and the building even rumbled as thunder began to pick up. Although the awful storm outside was concerning, you became more concerned with your training partner: Todoroki. He seemed to struggle more than usual in the fight, and his head snapped towards every loud noise including Bakugou’s regular explosions. You decided not to comment on it for now. 

"Alright everyone,” All Might called out to the class. The sound of something (likely someone) hitting the ground came from the back of the room before the retired hero continued, “Head back to the locker rooms and get changed. It may still be raining, but the walk isn’t too far.”

“Shoji, protect me from the rain. It always messes up my hair.” Mina whined to the tall, multi-limbed classmate.

“Me too!” Hagakure joined the pink girl. Both of them stared at the invisible girl oddly at the comment.

“Don’t look at me like that! I just don’t want to get wet!” The girl whined.

Nevertheless, the girls walked under the umbrella of Shoji’s arms followed by Tokoyami who said something about his feathers despite his hero costume being the best to work against the rain. A couple of people decided not to join Shoji’s umbrella group by running back. Others, like yourself, chose to just walk since you could just dry off in the locker room. 

“Hey Todoroki, can I come over again after class today? I don’t understand Ectoplasm’s lesson at all.” You asked 

“Yeah.” Todoroki nodded. As usual, he didn’t add much else to the conversation without the more talkative Midoriya and Uraraka there.

“Ugh– and he said the test is coming up this Friday! Why does he keep doing that to us!” You whined. The half and half hummed in response to your complaints.

As you continued to walk forward, a spiral of lightning flashed through the sky and the resounding thunder afterwards filled your ears. 

“Wow, I’ve never seen lightning like that before! We should probably get inside soon, huh?” You turned to the side to look at Todoroki. Instead of him being beside you, he was a bit behind where he appeared to have stopped walking. In addition to his pause, his eyes were wide and he was flaming up.

“Hey, Todoroki, are you alright? Do you need to go somewhere else?” You approached him.

“I’m fine,” He responded. Although, he sounded a bit out of breath, “I need to go.”

He speed-walked ahead of you and was pretty much at the locker room doors before you even started walking again.

The rain hadn’t taken many moments to calm throughout the day, especially not on the way back to the dorms. You followed close beside the group that walked with Shoji this time, yet you still had to change your semi-soaked uniform when you returned to your dorm room. 

Despite Todoroki largely avoiding you after hero training that day, you decided to go to his dorm room after class anyway. You knocked gently on the door with the hope that he was in the dorm. The door clicked and opened to reveal the dual-haired hero in training. He was wearing a sweater now which, fittingly, was blue with a pattern of white snowflakes.

“Hey, Todoroki. I know you said I could come over earlier to work on math stuff.” You awkwardly greeted him.

“Yeah, you can come in.” He stepped to the side while opening the door. It seemed the consensus was to ignore the events after training for now, “Which lesson is it again?”

“It’s the lesson Ectoplasm gave today! I don’t get it at all.” You slumped down into the cushion beside the low table in the center of the room.

“It’s not too hard.” He sat himself down across from you, “You just have to follow the steps he gave." 

"That’s easy for you to say.” You muttered.

“You wrote them all down right–” he leaned closer to you to look at the notebook you had just opened.

However, the loudest crash of thunder you had heard yet interrupted him. You could hear a glass of water he had on the table rattle, and the room around you felt as though it was shaking. You shrieked at the loud noise and there was a matching yelp from Todoroki beside you. A couple of other shrieks or yells came from elsewhere in the dorm building especially after the lights promptly shut off only seconds later.

“W-well, that was loud,” You commented, “Right, Todoroki?" 

You could feel him gripping your left arm rather tightly, but he didn’t respond.

"Todo?” You repeated the question.

“Could– could you stay here?” He asked, “please.”

“Yeah, of course!” You sat in the deafening silence for a moment unsure of what else to say. 

“Are– are you afraid of thunder?” You decided to ask. 

“I– yes. I am.” He quietly responded.

“That’s fine. I’ll stay as long as you need me to. I probably couldn’t even make it to my room with it being this dark anyways.” As promised, you stayed beside him the rest of the night as the thunder and rain reverberated against the windows. 

Some BNHA Bois x Gn Reader with a Bird Quirk

A/N: You know those Hawks scenarios/imagines, whatever they are, where Hawks gives the reader shiny things? Well I was reading those, so now anyone who cares will get some spontaneous scenarios.

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki x GN Reader, Shinsou Hitoshi x GN Reader

Genre: Angst to Fluff

Warnings: Do I need to even say some swearing? Bakugou? Feelings of insecurity and dejection

Summary: Reader with a bird quirk (basically just Hawks part 2 and bird tendencies) tries to give their boyfriend a shiny thing and eventually they understand, but they mostly don’t.

Bakugou Katsuki

• The first time you did it, you gave him one of those metal jacks that you found in the Class 1-A Game Closet.
• Of course, he didn’t know what you were doing.
• When you dropped the small toy in his hand, he was confused.

“What the fuck is this?”

Your smile dropped a bit at his negative reaction, “Its a present for you. I found it.”

“Why would I want this shit? Its not even part of a full set, dumbass.” He replied bluntly.

• He didn’t take your sadness seriously at first—thinking you were just being weird.
• You didn’t stay sad for long though. His disaste for your gift only made you determined to find a better one.
• This time, you found yourself drawn to some of the schools landscaping. Specficially, a discarded candy wrapper.
• It wasn’t as shiny as the last object, but it was Bakugou’s favorite color, orange,
• Your heart swelled and your cheeks flushed at the thought of him being happy about the gift. Maybe even giving you a kiss.
• However, instead…

“Why the fuck are you handing me trash! Throw away your own shit.” He rolled his eyes.

“S-so you don’t like it?” Bakugou didn’t seem to notice you were close to tears, maybe he didn’t care.

“Why the hell would I like garbage!” He harshly responded.

• … He compared your heartfelt gift to trash.
• You ran off in tears while Bakugou was none the wiser. He had already walked back to the common room to throw away the candy wrapper you gave him.

“Ooooh, did Bakugou have candy?” Mina called out as she noticed his actions.

“I want candy too! Hook me up, Kacchan!” Kaminari reached towards the other blonde with grabby hands.

“Shut up dumbasses, I don’t have candy. (Y/N) gave me their trash, and I had to waste my damn time throwing it away.” Bakugou threw himself onto the mostly empty couch.

“Didn’t they give you something yesterday too. What’d you ever do with that?” Sero asked.

“I put it back in that gross closet where it belongs.”

“Hey, don’t birds give their s/o shiny or colorful things to like— impress then or something?” Kaminari pointed out. The room waited for Bakugou’s reaction in silence.

“Thats stupid, Pikachu. I’m going to bed.” He finally responded.

• Bakugou fucked up, and he knew it.
• He was internally cursing at himself for not knowing. Why hadn’t he guessed it was a bird thing?
• He needed to do something to apologize.
• Bakugou’s not one for verbal apologies anyways. He gets a gift spelling out thats he’s sorry rather than actuallly saying it.
• Maybe he could get you something shiny in return. After his very harsh response to your past two attempts, he was sure he wouldn’t have a third chance to accept the gift.
• He opted to look outside the dorms, hoping something especially shiny would catch his eye in the moonlight.
• Bakugou ended up finding a crystal-like rock in one of the dorms decoratige rock beds. He put it in his uniform pocket for tomorrow.
• The next day in class, you looked like a mess.
• Messy hair and uniform, showing up mere seconds before Aizawa shuffled into the room. Bakugou totally glanced over at you more than he should. You were practically asleep for every lesson.
• Guilt built up in the pit of his stomach knowing that he caused this.
• He ended up waiting until the end of the day to talk to you. It might not have made you feel better, but he let you have some extra time asleep.
• Eventually he found himself at your dorm door— definitely not hesitating to knock
• He gently, for once in his life, knocked his knuckles on the door. Probably very relieved when he heard the door actually open.

“Oh Katsuki, I didn’t expect to see you.” You wiped at your eyes a bit.

“I—” He hardly began before you cut him off, “Hold on, I got something for you. You can come in.”

He cautiously stepped in and unsure if he really should. He tried to keep his eyes on the floor, but it only felt worse as he scanned over the countless tissues that littered the floor near your trash can. Not to mention, the very noticeable indent of your curled up body on the bed and a wet stain where your face would have been.

“H-here, I know you didn’t like my last gifts. So, I f-found something you might like a bit better. Its from my own collection, so its not trash or dirty or anything like that!” You held out a small orange charm. It was similar to a mini disco ball. Your room light caused the it to reflect small patterns onto your hands.

Bakugou slowly picked it up rolling it between his fingers. “I love it.” He stated. Your eyes widened to saucers at his rare choice of words.

“R-Really!” The excitement greatly changed the tone if your voice from seconds ago.

“I— I got you something too.” He said. Digging into his low pants pocket before pulling out the pebble.

“Here, it looked pretty shiny. I thought you’d like it.” You took the pebble from his so slowly like it would shatter from a wrong breath.

“Its beautiful! Thank you so much Bakugou.” You threw your arms around him. It brought a small smile onto his face.

• Bakugou never made that mistake again.
• And he keeps all your shiny and colorful gifts on his desk in the dorm room

Shinsou Hitoshi

• Shinsou felt pretty proud of his abilities to understand things quickly.
• In his regular classes he was able to understand new concepts with little troubles, he basically figured out how to use his support items in a couple days…
• But when it came to relationships, he was always at a complete loss.
• Even more so with a hybrid (s/o).
• The first thing you gave to him threw him for quite the loop, a piece of glass.

“Hi-to-shi~ I got you something!” You exclaimed.

“What is i— why do you have glass?” Maybe, he was expecting something cat related, you’d already given him several cat keychains and small toys from the arcade, but he hardly anticipated a small piece of blue tinted glass in your hand.

“Its your present! Isn’t it pretty?” You asked, holding it up to admire it.

“I guess? Why didn’t you throw it away, you could accidently cut yourself on it.” He replied.

You were a bit taken aback, “But why would I throw away a present?”

Shinsou was confused and not sure how to respond, so he just decided to move on. “Whatever, are we still going to study tonight?”

“Oh right! I need to go get my stuff, be right back.” You gently placed the glass on the corner of his desk and left the room.

• Shinsou stared at the glass for a moment before throwing it away, he didn’t see a use in still keeping it.
• You were noticeably less excited when you came back and noticed it in his small trash bin.
• Yet, Shinsou hardly noticed.
• The second time, rather than being given something, Shinsou came into your room.
• You had all the shiny objects you collected on a small shelf in your room.
• You noticed Shinsou admiring it and perked up a bit. Your wings puffed up ever so slightly- proud of your collection.

“Why do you have all that trash in your room, (Y/N)? I didn’t think you were thatlazy.” Shinsou tried joking, but you didn’t find it funny at all.

“O-oh…” You were already in tears. You wings were resting low now, basically dragging behind you.

• Shinsou panicked
• He didn’t know how to handle crying nor how to handle his s/o crying.

“D-did something happen? Did I say something wrong? What am I supposed to do?” He mumbled the last question, more to himself, but you responded to it anyway.

“Can you just leave, please?” You asked, and he panicked even more.

“Are you sure I can’t do anything! Um— I’ll-I’ll just go then, tell me if you want to talk or— I’ll go.” He awkwardly shuffled out of the room, trying to stumble his way to an appropriate response,

• Shinsou, of course, went to Aizawa for advice because Dadzawa.
• It was certainly awkward detailing his disaster of a love life to his mentor. It wasn’t like he was doing any better, but it still was weird.

“Wh-what am I supposed to do, Sensei? They literally told me to get out!” Shinsou repeated.

“Have you thought that it has something to do with their quirk?” Aizawa finally spoke.

“Their quirk? N-no, I didn’t.”

He sighed before beginning the explaination, “Birds like to collect shiny and colorful things to decorate their nests with or to attract— partners. Their quirk is bird-like, meaning they’re just exhibiting habits of a regular bird.”

“So I did mess up.” Shinsou realized.

• He waited until the next day to apologize, giving you your space to be reasonably mad at him before he addressed it.
• He didn’t have anything fancy to give you with the apology, which he sort of regreted once he got to.
• Shinsou spoke his words, face to face, and then waited…
• And waited…
• He was pretty close to sounding like a begging child who wanted their favorite toy back, but you spoke before his apologies would delve down that road.
• “I forgive you, ‘Toshi. I should have explained it to you instead of assuming you would know what I meant.”
• You two went back and forth for awhile on who’s “fault” it was. Only to silence eachother with a kiss.

*GIF not mine*

A/N: Got outta writer’s block with this bad boy. Enjoy!

Word count: 2138

• “Katsuki, this isn’t you! Look at what you’re doing!”
• But he didn’t. He couldn’t. Red rage burned in his eyes as he raised his sparking hands, both trained on you. 
• Gritting your teeth, you settled back into your own defensive stance. Feet planted on the hard cement, you raised your arms across your chest and braced for impact, eyes glancing back and forth to ensure no more civilians were left on the street. 
• The sun shone brightly in the sky, soaking into your skin and creating a halo around Bakugou’s blond head, despite which he still looked like a devil. A leer hung on his face as he circled you, a lion waiting to pounce on his prey. 

• Pro Heroes were supposed to be arriving any second; after all, this was just supposed to be a simple academy training mission. You and Bakugou were supposed to survey a local villain terrorizing the streets and observe how a Pro Hero would go about capturing him. 
• They should’ve remembered who Bakugou was and realized that he wasn’t the type of person to hold himself back from a fight, however, though distantly you assumed they believed you would be able to hold him back. 
• They were dreadfully wrong.
• “Katsuki, I don’t wanna hurt you,” you pleaded, softening your stance a bit. 
• “Cute that you think I’m the one who’s gonna end up hurt,” he sneered, curling his hands into fists. Sweat dripped down his forehead and arms, further fueling the weapons attached to his arms. 
• Panic struck you as you realized he had no control over himself and that no doubt he would use those weapons on you, full force. 
• There was only one way to stop him before that happened. 
• You would have to attack him first, hard. 
• “Just remember, babe,” you shook your head solemnly, “I don’t mean any of this, and I would never hurt you unless I absolutely had to.”
• Bakugou cocked a brow and curled his lip, hands sparking now more than ever. 
• “Oh, and I also don’t forgive you for eating my muffin this morning.”
• A grunt escaped him as he flew through the glass window of the restaurant behind him, crashing and collapsing against a table and chairs. You dropped your leg back to the ground, worry taking over your face as you strained to see his form in the dark restaurant. 
• “Katsuki?”
• “YN!” All Might’s voice dragged your attention away, leading you to watch as he landed on the street a few yards away. “Are you all right?”
• Glancing back into the darkness of the restaurant one last time, you pursed your lips and turned, making your way toward the Pro Hero. “I’m fine, but Katsuki got-”
• The wind gets knocked out of you just as you try to take another step, a blast of pure heat slamming into you and knocking you to the ground. 
• Head smacking against the concrete, you bite down on your tongue hard enough to draw blood. 
• “Shit,” you wheeze out as you roll onto your back, blue sky blurring above you. The epicenter of pain is on the left side of your skull and your head pounds with every heartbeat. Whooshes of blood flood your ears and a voice calls your name before everything turns to black. 
• “YN. YN. YN!”
• A hand pats your cheek gently, urging you to stur. When you continue to refuse, two fingers peel open your eyelid, flooding it with pure light and increasing the headache that had only been steadily pulsing before. 
• “Ughhh,” you moan, unable to form words as the same person lifts open your second eye. 
• A muffled “pupils are dilating” sounds far off in the distance before you feel your body being lifted up off the hard ground and onto something softer. 
• Words like “hospital,” “concussion,” and “serious” filter in and out as you try to open your eyes, even the millimeter you actually obtain being a strain. 
• Where is he? You try to form the words but your mouth feels stuffed with cotton and someone shushes you. Even in the blinding brightness, though, you can see him. 
• He’s struggling in All Might’s grip, unsuccessfully trying to rip both arms away and barking at every EMT who walks past–who then begins to walk even faster–as his gaze continually glances from them on to you then back. 
• Bakugou stops mid-shout and grows still when he finally sees your smallest of movements–the twitch of your fingers, the blink of your eyes, and the mouthing of his name.
• Every ounce of fight in his body drains in that instant, and he slumps back against All Might, shoulders and brows drooping as he holds eye contact with you. 
• Even in your daze, you wonder why he doesn’t come with, why they won’t let him come with, but that question falls from your mind the instant the ambulance doors are shut and they begin to drive away. 
• Two days later, you were released from the hospital. You had a minor concussion and first-degree burns on your left arm, but otherwise you made it out unscathed. 
• And during that time Bakugou didn’t contact you once. Not even a lame “Hey, u good?” text. Though technology was forbidden for the first couple days after your concussion, you still snuck out your phone from time to time to call him, text him, anything. He never responded. 
• You told him that you were okay, that it was okay. You knew everything that had happened wasn’t his fault. He wasn’t in control of himself. Someone had forced him to hurt you and he’d had no part in it. If he had, he would’ve stopped it, you were sure. 
• Nothing. 
• All you would get was a little check mark marking each and every one of your messages as “seen.” 
• Now that you were coming back to school today, you could finally give him a piece of your mind after that silent treatment. 
• First thing you did when you arrived was look for him, but he was nowhere to be seen. People flooded you as you entered, asking if you were okay and how many fingers they were holding up. 
• You noticed they were asking all but one question: What happened? 
• Although you didn’t necessarily want to answer it anyway, this still piqued your curiosity and just as you prepared your own inquiry Aizawa entered and they scurried to their seats. 
• Still no Bakugou in sight. 
• The most acknowledgement the weary teacher gave you after your absence was a nod and an unceremonious grunt before diving right into the lesson. 
• Though your doctors would blame it on your concussion, you found yourself unable to pay attention. It wasn’t even anger towards Bakugou at this point, but genuine panic that he hadn’t shown up yet. You never even thought to wonder what happened after you were knocked out until now. 
• Maybe he got hurt too, or was it possible he could still be hypnotized? No, no way. You saw him recognize you post-knockout. So where was he?
• The minute class ended you were out the door and running to the dorms. If Bakugou wasn’t there then obviously this situation was more serious than you thought. 
• You hit Floor Four and bounded past Kirishima to the absent blond’s room, pounding on the door with all your might. 
• “Katsuki? Are you in there?”
• His red-headed friend watched as you knocked, flinching each time the door shook hard enough to rattle the entire level. “YN.”
• “Katsuki I swear to God if you keep ignoring me-”
• “YN.” He tried again, growing anxious. 
• “I’m gonna kick your ass so bad you won’t even-”
• “YN.” 
• “What, Kirishima, what?”
• It took a few seconds to register that he hadn’t said your name the third time. Snapping your head to the other side, you faltered at the sight of the blond. 
• Hair ratty and tangled, eyes puffy and sunken, cheeks pale and bloodless. If anyone were to guess, they would think Bakugou was the one who took the beating. 
• “YN.” He repeated your name like he was pondering over it. 
• You heard a door click and turned to see Kirishima gone, disappearing into his room. Glancing around the hallway, you realized it wasn’t exactly the perfect place to have such a serious conversation and gestured for Bakugou to open his door. 
• The second it was closed, you turned back to him and threw him a dirty look. “Why didn’t you respond?”
• He stayed quiet for a second, looking you up and down, up and down. His mouth opened and closed like a fish gulping, and you took the time to notice how bloodshot his eyes were. Then, finally, he spoke. “Are you okay?”
• Anger swelled at his dismissal of your question, but before you erupted you noticed something. Though Bakugou’s hands twitched at his sides, every time you moved closer toward him he would inch away. 
• Taking a deep breath, you moved another step closer, startled when he took one back. 
• “Why are you…” you trailed off, struck by his apprehension. 
• “Are you okay?” he asked–no, he insisted. When you responded “yes” he nodded slowly and clenched his jaw, turning away. “That’s good.” Instead of facing you he began to fiddle with his desk chair, rotating it from side to side. 
• You step closer, reaching out your hand to touch him and sighing when you see his shoulders tense. It hurt to see him like this, avoiding your every touch like it would give him the plague. “Why?” you whispered sadly.
• “I read all your texts, you know.” He turned around and leaned back on his desk, propping himself up on his hands. When his eyes met yours, you saw the crimson was filled with pain. “You said it wasn’t my fault that you got hurt, that it was someone else. Someone else burned you, knocked you out. Someone else hurt you. ” He swallowed roughly. “But that’s a lie.”
• “Katsuki, no it’s not-”
• “It is, YN!” he snapped, pushing off his hands and pacing “I’m the one who hurt you! I used everything I had against you, to purposefully hurt you.” When he stopped in front of you, his cheeks were puffed and red, a muscle in his jaw twitching. 
• He was angry now, pissed off but you knew it wasn’t at you. It was at himself for something he couldn’t control. 
• You hated it when he was like this. 
• Quickly, before he could flinch away you grabbed both sides of his face and pulled him in, close. He wriggled in your grasp, even preparing to wrench your hands off with both of his own on your wrists before you raised a brow. “You really wanna do that?”
• Hesitantly he dropped his arms to his sides and gave in to your hold. The muscles in his face relaxed under your touch, and you started to brush your thumbs over his cheeks with a small smile. “Katsuki,” you leaned your face in closer, “the only thing that hurt me during all that time was you ignoring me. Did you know that?”
• “YN, I was just trying to-” Before he could finish you yanked his forehead down to press against yours, effectively shutting him up. 
• “Did you know that?” you repeated, slower this time. 
• He rolled his eyes and pressed harder against your forehead. “No.”
• “Look at what I’m trying to tell you, Katsuki. The only time you ever hurt me, the only time you ever caused me pain, was when you ignored me after I was injured.”
• “I’m…” ever so slowly he let his hands trail up to your hips, settling there and squeezing for just a second. He closed his eyes and let out a soft breath. “I’m sorry.”
• Your mouth twitched. “Sorry for what?”
• “Come on, YN, don’t-”
• “Sorry for what?” you laughed, tugging him back in after he tried to pull away. 
• Apologies, especially of the genuine kind, were rare for Katsuki. In fact, you couldn’t remember the last time you’d even heard those words fall from his lips. 
• But here they were, some of the hardest words to ever say, laid out for you and you only. 
• Bakugou’s gaze travelled up your face, pausing on your grinning lips before continuing on to a permanent stop on your eyes. His own lips perked for a second. 
• “I’m sorry for ignoring you after you were hurt.” 
• Carefully, like you were a china doll, he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close. His body was harsh but warm against yours as he leaned his cheek against your hair. 
• It was sweet. The sweetest you’d ever gotten out of him, but…
• “God, you are one awkward hugger.”
• “Don’t test me, YN.”