pinepin:

the same bakugou katsuki that acts all tough and strong, that lowkey carries your backpack without you even realising. his hand is just holding it up behind you while you guys walk home together. the same katsuki that would yell to and insult others, that traces your nosebridge after you ugly-cried while laying on him with your full weight, he doesn’t mind. the same katsuki that used to feel confident by bullying now feels confident because of your love. the same katsuki that was once mean and unloving could never imagine being the reason you cry. the same katsuki that was fully convinced he was unlovable until you showed him otherwise.

would the bnha boys want kids?

this is just a random idea that popped up in my head and i decided why not. these r all just my opinions!!

short answer: yes!

• while izuku is extremely afraid to become a father and basically be responsible for a human/humans for the rest of their lives, the idea of having mini hims running around is amazing
• i think he’s just scared of being an overbearing dad. he wouldn’t want his kids to be bullied growing up like he was
• but he does really want kids. he considers the possibility of them not following in his footsteps, but just having someone to continue his legacy after he’s long gone to would be awesome

short answer: probably not

• if you asked him up front, the answer would be no
• he’s not that good with kids… he’s not that good with anyone tbh
• he feels like he’d also be too overbearing, but in a way where his expectations would be entirely too high
• he pushes himself everyday of his life. not everyone can live up to that standard; in his eyes, at least
• he wouldn’t want his children to feel like they’ll never be good enough for their father
• but… if he found the right person to balance out his own flaws, then maybe.

short answer:no

• todoroki thinks he’s nowhere near emotionally available for a child
• he’s not exactly afraid of becoming like his father—he knows he’s better than that pos at this point
• but the lingering fear of messing up, and making his kids feel worthless & talentless will always be there
• his family hasn’t even healed from all the trauma they went through, and it’s gonna be a while before they start. he’s gotta get all that figured out before he brings even more children into the picture
• but, i think he’d be open to the idea once he feels at his best

short answer: hell yes

• kirishima would loooove to have a family of his own with his s/o one day!
• the thought of being a pro hero and having his own family to come back to everyday is something he daydreams of
• he literally dreams of teaching them confidence and courage, wanting them to be stronger than he was throughout their journey of his life
• and kirishima would take so much pride in being a dad as well as a hero!

short answer: maybe?

• kaminari definitely isn’t looking that far in the future LMAOO
• starting a family definitely sounds nice but he’s not that interested in it
• once he’s been with his s/o for a while and that conversation arises, he wouldn’t be opposed to it
• but he’s just not that interested in having kids rn!

short answer: yes!

• he 100% wants to continue the iida family line
• having kids of his own that follow in his footsteps, and his brothers footsteps, is his dream
• he would def name them after his brother and other family members too
• he definitely wants a family. if you’re gonna be with him for the long run, expect that talk real soon LOL

night owl

@4teddy-bear4 asked: Could I request headcanons for Katsuki Bakugou x reader and the reader pulls all nighters wayyyyy too often, like 2, 3 or 4 times a week and he gets concerned?

warnings: none, just bakugo being a worried fuck

• so you and bakugo have been dating for a bit
• but beforehand you were really close friends.
• he knew your habits and you knew his
• he knew you had a tendency to stay up later than most to get your work done
• and he did too, so he never said anything about it
• it wasnt until a particular tuesday monday that you came down into the main lounge of the dorms for momo’s breakfast looking absolutely wrecked
• it wasn’t even that early—maybe around 7:20 or so. so why did you look so… tired?
• “rough night y/n?” kirishima perked up before he could as you came to sit with the rest of bakusquad.
• “yeah! rough night? cuz no lie, you kinda look like shit!” kaminari joined it, resulting in a forehead flick from bakugo.
• “i was studying for the science test… ugh. i stayed up till like, 4 in the morning…” you yawned loudly. “didn’t even mean to.”
• “why are you staying up that late to study?” bakugo asked you, his eyes narrowed. “if you need help, you should’ve asked me.”
• “awwww~” kaminari cooed, resulting in another forehead flick.
• “i know i know! i just wanted to get some last minute vocab in. but don’t worry, i’m okay.” you smiled nice and wide, thumbs up. “momo’s breakfast will wake me up!”
• he tried to believe you, but the rest of the day you were just… off.
• slightly dozing off during classes, outright sleeping during lunch, and your performance during hero training wasn’t up to par.
• he would know. 
• he gave you a quick text to get an adequate amount of sleep before bed and you just sent a smiley face and a thumbs up emoji. he rolled his eyes at it.
• it didn’t happen again until thursday. not only did you not show up for breakfast, but you came rushing outside to walk with the rest of bakusquad on your way to the UA campus, looking frazzled once again.
• “y/n, what the hell is wrong with you?!” he was the first to scream out. he got even angrier with the way you laughed at him.
• “i stayed up again! did some more studying… don’t scold me!”
• “why are you doing that?” he held you back while the rest of bakusquad took the hint and continued their walk. “seriously. that shit fucks with your hero training y/n, and not only that, but you’re sleepin in class! the fucks up with you?”
• “katsuki, it’s not that serious…” you murmured. the glare he gave you could burn fiery holes through a boulder.
• “fine. each time i see you slacking today is how many times i’m gonna rock your shit at hero training. got it?”
• “b—but-!”
• he was already walking away from you.
• and, to your surprise, he was absolutely relentless with you during hero training. even aizawa was confused at the sudden focus on you, and just how hard bakugo was being with you.
• but this was his way of telling you he was worried.
• he also wanted to tire you out as much as possible, so you actually slept at night.
• fast forwarding to that night, right as it hit 12am
• now, bakugo normally went to sleep pretty early. he was always out before 11pm.
• but, he stayed up just to text you right at 12:30.
• you were completing some problems with your desk light shining down on the problem when your phone dinged.
• explosion murder<3: youre awake, aren’t you?
• your breath hitched. you didn’t respond at first—you didn’t want him worrying
• but bakugo always had a way of knowing
• explosion murder<3: i’m coming over. make sure the doors unlocked or i’m killing you
• you had just gotten up to unlock your door when he walked in your room like he owned it—a habit of his
• you could tell he was a little sleepy. he was dressed in some all might tee and black sweats, and his eyes were a little low. but, his lip twitched as he looked at you, then your desk, then back at you.
• “study later. you need to fucking sleep.” he spoke quietly, voice riddled with sleep as he started to nearly stack your papers and put them away.
• “katsuki, stop-“
• “get in the bed, y/n.”
• not only was the command teetering on the hotter side, but you really just couldn’t say no to your boyfriend. with a sigh, you crawled into your bed and underneath the sheets, watching as he nearly put everything away and turned your desk lamp off.
• then, to your surprise, he got in bed with you.
• “i told you staying up this late is unhealthy.” he yawned, wrapping an arm securely around your waist. “now you’ve got me staying up later. fucking with my schedule just to help you.”
• “i’m sorry. it’s just i feel like i don’t have enough time with all the stuff we do after school, so i stay up and-“
• “you’ll also have enough time to study for shit.” he huffed. “but stop letting school affect your sleep schedule. that shits dangerous. most of these teachers like us anyways, cut yourself some slack.”
• you loved katsuki like this. he was still broody to you, but his words were covered in care for you.
• you smiled warmly, cuddling back against his chest.
• “thank you, katsuki.”
• “yeah yeah, night owl.”

kirishima blushes if you call him cute when he wears his hair down. will not be taking any other opinion on this

LOOK…. LOOOOK!!!

Request: Todoroki’s s/o gets hurt during the Overhaul Fight? Like they’re with Midoriya and get really hurt while trying to save Eri. And Todoroki is worried, pacing back and forth because his s/o was at Nighteye’s internship as well. When everyone comes back he just sees his s/o all bandanged up. Fluff at the end please!

A/N: I oddly enough haven’t written many imagines for our much beloved Shoto, I mean he’s my favorite character and there is so much potential. So I’m glad to be writing for him again. Even though I got this request forever ago, and have been putting it off.

Shoto had been very personally disappointed with himself when he failed his provisional license exam, it was a major setback to his goals and it was a bhumiliatinging to be one of the only two students who failed the exam. Now, he would have to take remedial courses to be able to retake the exam, and he would only get his license weeks, if not months, after his classmates. 

It was in those moments of disappointment that he was glad to have (Y/N), who always knew when he was upset and how to make him feel better.

“You’re gonna catch up in no time,” she assured him, “and you said you felt bad for how you treated that super intense guy from Shiketsu during the recommendation exam. Now you have the chance to let him know the real you, and not the cold, dismissive person you were then.”

Shoto was resting on your lap, the way he always liked at the end of the day, with her hand absentmindedly tossling in his dual-colored locks. Truth be told, he was so relaxed he could only hear half of what she was saying.

“Was I really that bad?”

“Kinda, but you had your reasons,” (Y/N) explained, running her hand under his bangs and over the skin of his forehead, lightly over the burn skin of his left side. “And you’re amazing now, so you don’t have to worry about winning this guy over. You managed to win me over. I know you’ll do your best.”

Shoto felt better about his remedial courses now, he took (Y/N)’s words to heart, and was prepared to try his hardest to catch up to her and the rest of his classmates. And he didn’t have to do them alone, he would have Bakugou in those classes, even if they didn’t particularly get along with each other, and he would have a chance to reconcile with Inasa. And then he would come back to the dorms and get to tell her all about it. It would all be okay.

That was what he thought, however (Y/N) seemed to have other plans. While most of their classmates weren’t planning to do anything with their new licenses yet, a few of them decided to actually apply for work studies, and (Y/N) was one of them. She was going to the Nighteye agency with Midoriya and one of the Big Three, Mirio. Which meant he wouldn’t see her for long stretches of time.

He wasn’t upset. Or at least he tried not to appear so when he heard her and Midoriya talking excitedly about it. It was easy to cover up with his usual stoic expressions. Shoto didn’t know much about being a boyfriend, or anything about relationships in general, but what he had learnt was that being too possessive was frowned upon. He was happy for her to have this opportunity; in the same way that if he had his license, he would have done the work study as well, and he would have wanted the same support.

The issue was that between his remedial courses and her work study, he wasn’t sure when they would have time for each other after classes when they could actually spend time together for the next couple of weeks. 

She held his right hand. He knew she would usually prefer the left side, it was warmer and people usually don’t like to hold cold hands. But it was still summer, even if it was starting to fleet somedays. They were sitting on one of the benches on campus right as they got out of class, somewhere private away from the dorm where they could just be with each other.

(Y/N) held his single hand in both of hers, letting his body temperature cool her from the hot sun and humid climate. One hand held his palm firmly, so it wouldn’t fall out of her grasp, and the other traced over his fingers and the backside of his hand absentmindedly. Shoto released all control to her, he didn’t care which hand she wanted to hold or how she did it, he just wanted her to keep holding his hand for as long as possible.

“It’s going to be okay,” she spoke, “it’s only for a little bit of time, and then we’ll both be back to normal when my work study is done and you get your license. We’ll still see each other at lunch and in class, and I’ll text you.”

Shoto didn’t know what to say. That he didn’t think it was going to be okay. That this wasn’t a little bit of time, it was going to be at least a month for your work study and he would notice that you were gone. And he would miss you. 

Instead he said, “okay.”

Shoto had hated many versions of himself over the years, and now he hated himself in that moment too for once again being too inept to actually tell someone how he was feeling and instead swallowing it.

He should have said something, although he’s sure that wouldn’t have changed anything about either of their decisions, it would only lead to a fight. And Shoto would do anything to avoid getting into a fight. Why end up in a fight if he wasn’t going to get to see her anyways? At least this way she would be happy to see him when they could make time for each other.

For the first week, it was the way (Y/N) promised it would be.

Nothing was too different from how it used to be. At least, during the early hours of the days until they were done with classes. That remained unchanged. It was the time after their classes and during the weekends where the change became most evident, especially as the weeks dragged on.

At first she kept true to her promise to text him often. Shoto’s communication skills remained poor even when it text form, usually sending curt responses with unnecessarily formal structure and grammar. When he would be sitting in his dorm room, meant to be studying or socializing with his classmates, he was instead awaiting any news from (Y/N), as if she only existed on his phone. At first she would send long text messages with meaningful words of affirmation, and then with time, Shoto would get emojis that he didn’t understand.

And none of them were adequate substitutes for actually having (Y/N) there with him. No matter what thoughtful messages she could send that would have the same impact as when she just held his hand, or the way she looked at him. And the emojis of kissy faces only irritated him with empty promises.

Shoto began to feel as the weeks pass that the withdrawal is beginning to affect him more than just clinginess. Suddenly, Shoto will begin feeling jealous when he sees (Y/N) spending lunch with Midoriya, talking about their work study, and having to keep secrets surrounding it together. Shoto knows it’s wrong. He trusts both of them with his life, they are two of the most important people in his life, his partner and his best friend. But he can’t help but wish that he was the one who was doing the work study with her.

The days continue to pass, the messages have all but stopped, they have at least ceased to actually make him feel any better. Shoto just feels himself waiting around all day and wondering what she’s doing that she can’t talk to him about and what he isn’t allowed to ask about. 

He would have liked to believe he was someone who could always compose himself with the utmost level-headedness and decorum. However, that would have been an untrue statement and he grew to regret his behavior.

“I’m sorry!” (Y/N) was out of breath and exhausted, unable to control her volume and she ended up screaming her apology. Shoto barely looked up at her from where he sat, using his spare time to write another letter for his mother. She placed her things down and closed the door. “I didn’t mean to be late.”

“And yet, you are,” he whispered.

(Y/N) heard him, he could see it in the corner of his eye. Her lips moved into a frown, his snippy comment hurt her, but she didn’t address it, trying to let it roll down her back and not sour their evening. Well, thirty minutes before lights out. She got down on her knees at sat across from him.

Shoto would have embraced her before, he would have let her hold him until she was forced to leave his room. Before they entered this period where things felt awkward between the two of them. (Y/N) was clearly feeling the same way, sitting across from him instead of nestling at his side. It had been this way, a result of the bitterness and neglect over the past few weeks. 

Instead, he ignored her to remain focused on his note. She had left him waiting for more than an hour, sitting patiently like a dog waiting for their owner to come home. Now, he was doing something else and frustrated. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at her, either because he was too angry or afraid that looking at her would make his anger fade away and he would simply forgive and forget.

(Y/N) was quickly fed up with the silent treatment. “I didn’t do it on purpose. And I’m here now, so what’s the big deal? Come on, we only have a few minutes, I don’t wanna–”

“Then you should just go,” Shoto interrupted her. It slip out of his mouth without thought. But he knew that was how he felt in the moment. Shoto peaked up from his paper to see her expression. She was surprised with how blunt he was, and his words hurt her and she wasn’t unable to let them roll over her. (Y/N)’s lips quivered, as if she was going to say something, maybe argue with him.

Instead she rose to her feet. “Fine.”

Shoto hadn’t spoke to her since that exchange. Three days passed by without another word between them. Even with how busy they had both been recently, they had never gone a day without some form of communication. There were no more texts, they didn’t walk to class together, or sit together at lunch, and (Y/N) hadn’t returned to his room since he told her to leave.

In the moment, he had wanted (Y/N) to leave his room. He didn’t want to fight, and if she stayed that was exactly what they would have done. Shoto imagined he would get some rest and then wake up with all his frustrations gone and the two would return to the same state of bliss their relationship had always had. However, when he woke up the next morning and didn’t see any messages from her.

When he left for class, he didn’t think to go by her room. If she didn’t want message him, then he wasn’t going to bother to see if she wanted to walk to class together. And it continued like that throughout the day, into the next and the one after that. (Y/N) and Shoto ignored each other, as if not a month ago they weren’t attached at the hip.

love language — supporting each other

What is having a girlfriend if not having the best cheerleader of all time? That was basically what you got when you started dating Ochaco Uraraka. It didn’t matter what you did, you could always count on her to not only have your back but hype you up.

Whether you pass the test. “That’s amazing! You seriously so smart, (Y/N). I can’t believe I’m dating a genius.” With only a hint of sarcasm. Or if you fail the test. “We can study together! I know you’ll do better next time. Your awesome and super smart.” That time it’s all genuine support and sincere.

If you want to try a new style, like a shocking new hairstyle. Cutting it super short, braids, dying it, doesn’t. Ochaco will blush and talk about how pretty you are, stumbling over her words and floating away.

No matter what you want to do, Ochaco is there with a bright smile and positive energy. If you want to try a new hobby, she is there to support you. Cheering you on and there to help if you need her. Even if she can’t be there with you physically, she is always there in spirit. And blowing up your DMs with encouragement.

“You got this, sweetie!”

And you return that unconditional support. Especially when you cheer her own when she’s kicking ass.

love language — doing something nice for them

Often times Tamaki Amajiki just seemed unable to get out of his own head. His anxiety and self-doubts would take over and he would basically shut down. It was almost debilitating sometimes. Truly he didn’t get enough credit for how functional he could be all things considered. And through it all, he had you.

“Where are we going, (Y/N)?” He whispered, you held his hand in a firm grip and as usual he let you lead. But now he was unsure, as you weren’t in your usual date locations that were familiar and predictable.

You turned and smiled at him, “a surprise, and were almost there, so no complaining.”

Tamaki remembered how the day started. He was in a bad mood, he had embarrassed himself in class during an oral presentation, and he wanted to spend the weekend hiding away from the world. But as his loving partner, you had other ideas and dragged him out of the dorms for a very special date, apparently.

Finally you arrived at the mystery date spot, after walking down a seemingly endless path in the middle of nowhere. It was a glass green house of some sort. You opened the door and ushered him in.

All around you in a glass room was the bright and blue sky, the bright greens of the plants and colorful flowers, but most incredible of all were the dozens of butterflies that flew around the green house. Tamaki had never seen so many butterflies together in one place. It was just the two of you, surrounded by Tamaki’s favorite thing in the world.

“I thought a trip to a private little butterfly sanctuary would put a smile on your face,” you tease, playfully.

Tamaki felt a smile return to his face for the first time that day, staring at those butterflies and then finally at you. How you always knew how to get him out of his own head and out into the world was amazing. Tamaki couldn’t imagine a bad day without you.

love language — caring about each other’s health

For someone like Mirio Togata, who gave his all in everything he does, to forget all sense of self-preservation. In the moment, his thoughts are always about the other person before he even stops to consider himself and his needs.

It was probably one of his worst traits. But he thought it was one of the things that made him a great hero.

But you would have to disagree as someone who cared quite a great deal for his well-being.

When he was placed in the hospital, it felt as if everything in his body was broken. But he comforted himself with the fact that there was nothing broken that couldn’t be fixed. All except one thing. But he tried his best to not dwell on that, he made his decision and he would make it again every single time.

The only thing that hurt was seeing you upset. When he opened his eyes, there you were with tears in your eyes with a million concerns and fears. You were angry at his recklessness but you were gentle with his injuries, making sure no to hurt him more.

“I’m okay, (Y/N),” he assured you. He pulled you into an embrace, even though it hurt his ribs to sit up, it was worth it to hold you. “I promise.”

“No, you’re not,” you chuckled, pushing him back onto the bed, moving to sit beside him to hold him in a more comfortable position. “But you’re gonna be.” That was a promise.

love language — taking their load off of them

It just felt there was too much sometimes. He supposed everyone felt that way sometime. Like there was no point in starting when the finish line seemed impossibly far away. And after a week of teaching, meetings, and patrolling, the idea of going over his lesson plans for the upcoming week was insurmountable.

You placed you hands onto his shoulder. Shouta Aizawa leanedinto your touch, his fingers pinching his tired eyes and the bridge of his nose. He couldn’t even look at the screen anymore, it was painful.

“You need to rest,” you whispered.

He groaned, it was so tempting especially when you rubbed his shoulders, melting the tension away, “I can’t. I have to check through this and—”

“And you have been working yourself to the death all week. You deserve to take some rest. It’s the only way that you’ll be able to give it your best.” You were right again, more than he would like to admit. You leant down and pressed a kiss to his dark hair. “I can check through it for you, and if there are any problems, I can take care of them. It’ll be okay.”

He surrendered to your wise words. “Thank you.”

“No problem, now go and take a nap,” you ordered, playfully, reaching over and taking his laptop from him. He knew that you would do as you said you would and he knew you would do it well. It made it so easy for him to finally relax, knowing that he could trust it all with you.

love language — caring about each other’s lives outside of the relationship

It was so easy to get caught up in each other. No one could ever accuse Eijiro Kirishima of not being passionate. Everything he did, he approached it with an open heart and extreme enthusiasm. He gave everything a hundred percent, and that included Eijiro’s relationship with you.

When he saw you, Eijiro couldn’t help but want to embrace you like a child would a stuffed animal. He would pick you up like something precious and didn’t want to let go. The two of you would remain in your disgustingly affectionate couple bubble. But eventually you two would have to pull apart.

And you both had lives outside of each other as well.

So, he would pick you up, and give you a little spin, before burying his face into your hair. And when he finally put you down, looking at your perfect face, he would ask you, “how was your day?”

Eijiro wanted to know everything about you. No detail was too small that he didn’t become completely invested in. Whether it was a conversation you had with your friends, something you learnt in class, or just your latest obsession in television or social media. If it was something you were interested in, then Eijiro wanted to know everything about it.

And everyday was the same. He never wanted to stop asking you about your day, and getting the chance to be more interested in you and know you better.

love language — lots of innocent and not so innocent touches

She hadn’t always been an affectionate person. Not when she used to have to suppress who she truly was, having to pretend to be someone else made it hard to express herself in authentic ways. But thankfully, she was free to be herself, and let all her love out. Now, Himiko Toga was obsessed with affection.

Well, she was obsessed with being physically affectionate with you.

Interlocking your pinkies whenever you two would walk somewhere, she found it so much cuter than just holding hands. Holding your cute little pinkie in her own little pinkie. If you would offer her your pinkie to hold, Himiko would follow you just about anywhere.

And when there was nothing to do in the world, Himiko just liked to sit in your lap. She really enjoyed being held. Sometimes she would do nothing, being like a rag doll in your arms. Other times, she sat on you like a chair while doing other activity. And then there were times like this, when she straddled your lap so she could face you properly.

She liked to run her nails up and done your skin, whether smooth or rough, tracing over your lips. Himiko especially loved to pepper kisses all over your face, taking little nips at your cheeks and jaw. And while you’re distracted, she also enjoyed slipping her hand underneath your shirt and hearing you laugh.

love language — writing each other notes

You had first slipped a note into his shoe locker before class, thinking he would find it cute. Hitoshi Shinsou had given you love letters before confessing. He was too shy to speak to you then, surprisingly. But now you communicated openly, no need for anonymity. So it was surprising to find a letter from you.

It was something cheeky. “You look cute today” and then a little heart and a few x’s like kisses with your signature. It was a joke, something you must have written while bored in class. But it made him smile and exhale through his nose as he reread it.

And Hitoshi decided to write you. Another cheeky letter, nothing really romantic. Just something he hoped you would find that would make you think of him and smile. And that was how a tradition began.

Simple letters. In the same vein of that first letter. Reminding each other of how you thought about each other. A compliment, a cheesy one-liner, sometimes you would even ask each other on a date in these letters. An invitation to lunch on the roof or asking if you were free on the weekend to go out.

Histoshi could have easily disposed of those letters. So many of them were practically the exact same. But he kept them in a drawer in his room. To pull out to read again, trace his fingers over your penmanship. Think about you writing them, and how it was something that was yours, just for the two of you.

You would write a lot in your silly letters of yours, except those three words. You didn’t have to.

i love creating the perfect match for some anime characters and i wanna share one with you guys

i can only imagine momo dating a big and cute guy, super hot, medium light hair (usually tied), man would be so good at cooking and love baking her sweets. always super calm, but getting mad when she eats the things he didn’t finished yet

goldentsum:

━ thirst posts - idol! reader 

CHARACTERS: bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto, kirishima eijirou, shinsou hitoshi, kaminari denki

GENRE: suggestive themes, crack

AUTHOR’S NOTE: finally, another bnha post– my submissive and overstim fic on my bnha masterlist was lonely so i whipped up another bb HAHAHAHA UNEDITEDDDD

━ bakugou ♡

• an angry boy that hides his feelings inside and in social media–.. he has multiple accounts that caters to different moods that he has, there’s the daddydom acct then theres the sweetbabyboi acct– HE WOULD RATHER DIE THAN SOMEONE FINDING OUT HE HAS THE LATTER ACCOUNT
• kacchan loves you because of the fact that you two were different but also similar, with him being angry and intimidating on the surface but a mess of feelings inside and with you being sweet and soft on the surface but a vixen inside 
• DUALITY-! TODOROKI DOESN’T EVEN COMPARE TO YOU WHEN IT COMES TO DUALITY-! bakugou would fight anyone for you if someone calls bullshit on you. he would 100% NO HESITATION would deck someone– 
• he def has thousands of pictures of you in his phone and laptop, the ratio of pics of him and other things to you is outstanding,, 1:8 def
• HE ALSO SCREAMED ONE TIME WHEN YOU POSTED A VIDEO WITH YOU SHOWING YOUR DUALITY–! everyone in the dorm thought he was angry, in actuality he was hyperventilating because you’re so hot– also this happens so frequently, class A doesn’t even address it

bakugou: [SCREAMING IN HIS ROOM]

class a: lol, yall hear something–

[(y/n)ssweetboi]: hOW CAN SOMEONE BE SO SOFT THEN TURN SO SINFULLY PRETTY?? I’M SO ANGRY AND SO ATTACKED RN-!! mOMMY NEEDS TO CALM THE TF DOWN AND SHOULD JUST WRAP THE HOLY THIGHS AROUND MY FACE-! 

━todoroki ♡

• he’s basically the epitome of head empty just (y/n) 24/7 pls–
• people would look at him and think, “huh, i wonder what goes inside that pretty head of his?” then todoroki’s brain just goes: “rAIL (Y/N) RAIL (Y/N) RAIL (Y/N) RAIL (Y/N) RAIL (Y/N) “
• if someone has a mind-reading quirk, press f for them because of how sinful his thoughts are– 
• HE DOESN’T EVEN CARE IF ANYONE KNOWS HE’S THINKING OF LEWD THINGS! HE’S SO BRAVE PLS-! SO BRAVELY STUPID AND THIRSTY 
• in his room, he has a wall and altar that is dedicated for you. all of your merch, the past concert tickets and bands, polaroid pics he got in your albums, and polaroid pics of when he bought the royalty ticket are all on that wall– yall wondering how he has all that money to afford that? three words. endeavor’s credit card. 
• this boy goes all out when you have a concert-! HE STAYS UP ALL NIGHT TO WAIT IN YOUR WEBSITE WAITING FOR THE SECOND THE PRE-SELLING OF TICKETS. he refreshes the site every 1 second pls–

shouto: [refreshing the site for the nth time at 3 AM] [clearly sleepy]

site: PRE-SELLING

shouto: [SHOOKEDT] [awake af] i AM SPEED-! CLICK YOU FU-

• he’s also so cocky and boast-y on his account pls-! he’s so different in his main and irl 

[officially_(y/n)sbabydaddy]: i GOT THE ROYALTY TICKET-! AGAIN! you peasants can’t relate, huh. press f for all of you. i’m going to see my baby mama again <3 a little fact for yall, (y/n) smells really good <3 especially when she’s sweating  bet she tastes amazing as she smells <3

━kirishima ♡

• baby kiri is still a little shy about mentioning that he likes you and kpop but that doesn’t mean if someone ask him about kpop, he’ll act like he hates it or he doesn’t know. 
• A CLOSET HARD STAN THOUGH
• hard stan kiri goes HARD FR like his quirk and his dicc AND HE CAN’T BE STOPPED IF HE STARTS
• he has you being pretty as usual as his lockscreen and got all giddy and happy when his grandmother ask if you were his girlfriend,, bet your ass that kiri said that you are-! 
• inside his phone though, is a completely different matter-.. this boy has all sort of thirst pics of you! and he gets a little shy when he stares at your pictures for a little too long and makes eye contact with you in the pic LIKE HE WASN’T JUST THINKING ABOUT SOMETHING LEWD-! 
• he and kaminari binge watches you and your group’s web series and THEY ALWAYS WATCH YOUR COMEBACK TOGETHER AND SCREAM TOGETHER
• kaminari thinks kiri is a soft stan and tries to get him to join the dark side aka the hard stan side of twitter– what kaminari doesn’t know is that kiri is on there already and also creates contents here and there

kaminari: bruhh-! look at this edit of (y/n) as a demon-! 

kirishima: [looking at the video he edited all night] wow–

[rockhardfor(y/n)]: if you see something in my pants- PLEASE ITS NOT A WEAPON AND JUST MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS! i don’t wanna go through that again as i try to explain that a video of a queen throwing it back is the cause of that– </3

━shinsou ♡

• HIM AND TODOROKI ARE THE SAME WITH HOW THEIR THOUGHTS GET 0-100 REAL QUICK-! LEWD THOUGHTS ARE LIVING RENT FREE IN THEIR BRAIN PLS– 
• also that tired look on shinsou’s face is not showing what really goes on his head bUT unlike todoroki, he gets conscious of his thoughts when he gets to the real nasty parts when he’s daydreaming as he remembers there’s people with quirks around him

shinsou: [thinks about you getting your guts rearranged by him] hehe~ <3

also shinsou internally: [realizes that someone might know what he’s thinking about] 002223444212487537924 lah la la la laaa! i’m thinking of rabbits-… yeah rabbits lol fluffy rabbits that hops across the garden- nothing dirty here. just pure innocent thoughts

• shinsou also creates and reads fanfiction– as soon as that bell rings, he would zoom zoom out of that classroom and into his room to read smuts
• then he gets inspired and he stays up all night to write THE DIRTIEST SMUT ANYONE HAS EVER READ-!! the piece gets A LOT of hearts and comments and he’s PROUD PROUD
• now he also has commissions for fanfiction and shinsou is getting money because of how perverted his thoughts are-! he’s also so talented in writing! HE LEGIT GOES INTO DETAILS SO PEOPLE ARE LIKE: “WOAH-!! HOLY WATERRR”
• it’s a win-win for shinsou, he can turn his fantasies into stories and GETS money for it? bruh, fap material AND GET CASH <3

[(y/n)as_akittycat]: so is anyone not gonna comment on what (y/n) was doing in the background? KITTY WAS ON H E R KNEESS-!! bruh, kitty is flexible- ya’ll know what this means, right? mORE POSITIONS-! <3

━kaminari ♡

• this boy has no filter THEN HAS THE AUDACITY TO GET EMBARRASS BY IT-! LIKE AREN’T YOU THE ONE WHO SAID, “i want to fuck (y/n) so hard that her ancestors could feel it-” 
• so are you not gonna do it? bruh, talk about empty promises- 
• HE MAKES SHINSOU SHOOKEDT WITH THINGS HE SAYS AND THAT TIRED BOY MAKES SMUTS-! shinsou def uses kaminari’s lines in his fanfics pls whatta power duo

kaminari: i wanna shove my dick down in (y/n)’s throat and cum so deep, you could see it trailing down her throat–

shinsou: [SHOOKEDT] what the fuck dude?

also shinsou internally: wRITE THAT DOWN! WRITE THAT DOWN-! 

• ONE TIME, he got too excited when you posted a video of your choreography wearing those tiny shorts and he short-circuited– he really went: “wIEEE~” 
• he’s cautious now not too excited, especially when he’s outside and you post out of no where
• it’s also a miracle that his twitter account is still running with how erotic and lewd he gets in his tweets– HE ALSO RETWEETS EDITS OF YOUR MOANS IN HIS FEED-! IN HIS MAIN ACCOUNT! HE DOESN’T EVEN HAVE A FAN ACCOUNT
• he’s either REALLY FUCKING brave or just plain stupid. maybe both idk

[(y/n)k.denki]: have you ever just look at someone and go, “wow, i would really wanna fuck you hard right now” because i do. everytime i see my queen– LET ME HIT (Y/N)-! I’LL BE GOOD I SWEARRRRRR