heartbeat

»»———katsuki bakugou x reader

»»———drabble

warnings: none!

a/n: requests are open

»»———masterlist

bakugou holds your hand over his heart.

“umm… whatcha doin’, katsuki?”

“you don’t feel that? how dense are you?”

he lifts his hand slightly, taking pressure off of your knuckles. but you hold yours in place.

“feel… your heartbeat?”

you look up at bakugou. he’s avoiding your stare, but you can see the slightest look of fear in his eyes. his lip — which is pulled into a frown — quivers.

“i- i feel your heartbeat… & it- it’s very fast.”

suddenly, bakugou grabs your wrist. in reaction, your hand lifts off his chest. the warmth slowly fades; your palm gets colder.

“took you long enough to figure it out. i gave an absurd amount of hints.”

kirishima headcanons

»»———eijirokirishima x reader

warnings: none

a/n: this is my first bnha piece! i’m debating on whether i should start writing for the show! let me know!

»»———masterlist

༅ kirishima is the #1 supportive bf

༅ he is always there for you

༅ no. matter. what.

༅ he gives the best bear hugs

༅ & he’ll pick you up & soon you around

༅ even when it’s 100° outside, he will still find a way to cuddle you

༅ “kiri! it’s too hot for this~”

༅ “too bad!”

༅ we all know he dyes his hair

༅ so when you ask him if a certain color would look good, he’s immediately got all the supplies in his hand

༅ “i didn’t even say what color yet”

༅ you two have hair dye dates because doing it yourself is so much more fun than getting it done professionally

༅ speaking of dates

༅ this man has a NOTEBOOK full of date ideas

༅ from fancy to casual, hes up for anything

༅ he schedules at least one SUPER fancy dinner date

༅ you two are big on sharing

༅ food, clothes, space, anything

༅ the other a-1 students sometimes get creeped out about how much you two share

༅ “y/n… kiri… do you have to share the same popsicle?”

༅ “umm… what else would we do?”

༅ he’s a huge swimmer (the students don’t call him a shark for no reason)

༅ hes the type to throw you in the pool & jump in after you

༅ when you come out in your bathing suit, he’s head over heels

༅ like he canNOT stop drooling

༅ “oh my gosh~! y/n! you’re so beautiful!”

༅ his laugh is so goofy & it never fails to make you smile

༅ kiri never lets you sulk (at least not by yourself)

༅ he knows it’s good sometimes to spend a few days in bed, but he also forces you out to at least the kitchen

༅ while we’re in the kitchen, bakugou teases you two nonstop because you suck at cooking

༅ & it only gets worse when you two cook together

༅ “how’d you two idiots mess up cookie dough?! the instructions & measurements are on the bag!!!”

༅ bakugou loves you because you make his best friend very happy but he’d never admit it

༅ the closest he got was getting you a christmas present & spelling your name wrong on purpose on the tag

༅ mina & sero becomes your best friends automatically

༅ kiri is so happy that his friends are yours

༅ you two match outfits all. the. time.

༅ after seeing how much you love wearing his headband that he buys you three of them “just in case”

༅ kiri hates texting because he can’t hear your voice :/

༅ kiri is sooo warm for no reason

༅ you always call him your personal heater/furnace

༅ he loves you so unbearably much

༅ he can be insecure sometimes but he never lets that show because he doesn’t want to worry you

༅ he just showers you with so much unconditional love

rintarous:

dragging you away from a heated argument

hey im back from the dead 2 years later . comeback post? idk i want to get into writing again so this shld be fun ! reqs are open for the fandoms im writing for heh

bakugou katsuki

• now usually, it should be the other way around
• it’s YOU who should be dragging bakugou away from an argument based from his nature
• but if there was one thing bakugou learned from dating you for a while, it’s that you will never back down from an argument no matter what
• that’s why as of right now, he’s quite literally using all his strength to pull you away from this person who bumped heads with you
• “y/n, just fucking drop it already! for fucks sakes” bakugou exasperates, arms circled around your body, trying to pull you away from what seems to be like seconds away from a cat fight
• “no! i just have to put this into that bitch’s thick skull before i fucking leave” you bark, pushing his hands away so you could get your hands on the person you were arguing with
• bakugou has never been this terrified of u.. like ever
• he makes a mental note not to anger you this much in the future
• as desperate times need desperate measures, bakugou has no other choice but to drag you out of there with brute force
• before you could land your hit on said person, bakugou uses this chance to make a blast and throws you over his shoulder before blasting away from the vicinity
• “WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DRAG ME AWAY? I WASN’T FINISHED” you yell at him
• “you were attracting a crowd, dumbass! and that’s not very hero like of you” he snickers, mocking the tone you used to tell him when he was acting the same way towards others

todoroki shoto

• surprise was an understatement for todoroki
• at first he tried to quietly tell you that you should just ignore the person you were arguing it
• until your argument with said person gradually grew louder and louder, to the point a crowd was starting to form
• todoroki grew anxious? if you’d say because he knows what you’re like when you’re ANGRY angry
• since he literally witnessed it first hand.. his ice wasn’t enough to cool your head off
• “y/n..” todoroki warns, his eyes flicking between you and the person you were arguing with
• “don’t butt in our conversation, todoroki” you say fiercely, barely even giving him a glance
• now that caught todoroki off guard . and he comes to a conclusion that the other person is now fucked
• you were too angry to even process what he meant when he called your name
• todoroki then sees your hand twitching, an indication that you were about to use your quirk
• thinking fast, he scoops you into his arms bridal style and walks away from the person you were arguing with
• “TODOROKI PUT ME DOWN” you whined, glaring holes at your now self proclaimed arch-nemesis behind todoroki
• “no, i won’t” he says dully, his pace speeding up
• todoroki finally put you down on your feet when you two arrived at a soba place wherein he claims he’d treat you out for lunch to cool that hot head of yours

melancholycoachpotato:

“you have a birth mark on your back, do you know that?”

“no”

Bakugo was sort of proud of that fact. how he seems to know your body better than you do.

he watches you mindlessly scroll through your phone, using a squishy that you won him in a carnival- a grey wolf with a deep scowl, saying something about it looking like him- as an anchor for yourself as you lay flat on your tummy.

he hoist himself up, placing his chin on his palm as he lifts a rough calloused hand to trace over the stretch marks on your hips.

a delicate touch- so gentle. you could swear it felt like he wasn’t even there.

all the small dents and crevices, all the birth marks and scars, every little stretch mark that you aren’t aware of- he knows them all and he absolutely loves every single one of them and the big question is how could he not? all these “imperfections” are part of things that make you you, they are a part of you and not loving them is accepting to not love a side of you.

like a treasure map he traces the lines as if they’ll lead him to the great unknown or even a treasure buried on some island somewhere.

the soft touches makes you giggle a little

“ya’ ticklish here huh?”

“uh huh so stop tickling me before I-” you finally turn your back to look at him and he’s staring at you in awe, his expression is soft and nothing like his usual scowl that he normally adorns. you guys are left staring at each other for a few slow seconds and you could swear your souls where connected.

he lifts himself up to place a soft kiss on the spot he was previously touching lingering a little before he leaves the spot he kissed missing his warmth but it’s quickly replaced when he places his warms hands back on your hip giving it a nice gentle squeeze before he’s back to tracing over it.

he’s ingrained every part of you that he can into his brain, well atleast the small pieces you let him see and he’s proud to say you let him he see quite a bit, even the sensitive parts that you yourself might not even be aware of. he knows how hard it is to show these sides of yourself to another person, to trust someone enough to not only show them your highs but also your lows, to let them know your weaknesses and flaws, he knows how petrifying that is but yet— yet you let him see so much. and he’s left wondering how can you trust him this much.

the sudden overwhelm of emotions introduces a little thought in his head.

what if you suddenly decide to leave him.

he’s plagued with the idea of waking up to see your side of the bed has run cold, the nick nacks you keep on your bed side table are all gone, the obnoxiously pink plushy you used as a punching bag whenever you got mad from work is no where to be found, it’s as if you weren’t ever here. perhaps you finally realized that he wasn’t worth your time- he wouldn’t blame you…

the thought of never being able to experience all these sensations and emotions again; never hear your beautiful voice or smell the cocoa butter lotion you spread on your skin or hear your slightly muffled voice as you sing your heart out in the shower— never be able to see that goofy grin of yours again scares him shitless… almost enough to make him want to cradle himself and hide under a mountain somewhere but he’s too hung up on you to push you away now when you’ve both come so far. so the most he can do is remember, so if you ever decide to finally free yourself from the binds that is him, atleast he’ll have just that. memories.

you quickly notice the knot that forms on his eyebrows.

“anything wrong?” worry evident in your voice as you place a finger in between his scrunched up eyebrows. he looks up at you and all the anxiety seemingly washes over him and he is silently scolding himself for ever believing you could ever leave him when you are looking at him like- like THAT.

“na ‘verything s'just perfect.” nuzzling into your touch.

He’s grateful you trust him enough to let him know these things, see these things, experience slow quiet moments like this one. he never thought him off all ppl will be the one to experience something as gooey and mushy as this; a feeling that manages to make his heart turn to warm putty everytime he looks back on it, that manages to keep him grounded but yet make him feel like he’s weightless at the same time.

he loves you and though he’s never been the best at expressing it, he doesn’t have to tell you. your given all the confirmation you need during quiet moments like this from how he’s gently caressing your stretch marks to the light in his eyes seemingly glimmering as he stares at you in absolute awe.

Bakugo Katsuki

Shuichi Iguchi - Chest Headcanons

Request: So if you think Spinner would have nips…does this mean we could get nsfw headcanons about his s/o messing with his chest? ;P

A/N: I did the ol’ half-and-half because I can only write about chests so much without resorting to short headcanons

SFW:

• Shuichi isn’t too insecure about his own body. He struggles a bit with self-conscious issues given how isolated he was as he grew, but he hardly feels uncomfortable in his own body. However, his body- at least in his eyes- feels a bit too uncomfortable to hold. There are times when he’s a bit too touch starved, but he still doesn’t ask for touch, feeling a bit too awkward to actually voice his needs. However, he is a bit rough- scales and muscle adding a particular touch to him.
• Because of his body-slash-quirk type, his body is rougher than most. His scales prick against your own skin. However, on his underside- stomach, chest, palms, and soles- he is softer. There’s a lighter tint to him, an almost soft green that blends into his rougher exterior. He isn’t one to show his soft bits to anyone, and often tries to hide it with layers of clothing, and deep into the relationship, he finally removes his layers, and shows you his body. It’s incredibly soft- much softer than you could ever expect. It has a certain squish to it when you press on his stomach, and it’s reminiscent of your own body. Your hands move over his chest, pressed softly where his heart would be and you can feel the heavy thumping of it beat against your palm. He refuses to look at you during this moment, already holding his shirt in such a tight grip that you fear he’s worn the elasticity on the fabric.
• With his chest being soft, it’s one of the few places where you can actively rest on him without feeling the ridges of his scales bump under the cotton of his shirt. It’s a heavy weight on him, something that chokes him and proves to be comforting the moment that you roll off of him, or even simply move. You’re much warmer than anything else he’s ever touched, and he likes that feeling. If you aren’t laying on his chest, he finds himself subconsciously rubbing his hand over his chest, cupping over the swell of his breast where you would rest your hand. With you, he can fall asleep easily- you make him feel warm, the type where you’ve gotten clothes out of the dryer and you rest under a pile of blankets, cocooned and safe for just a brief moment where your body lays heavy from the world.
• Due to him having scales and not being one to generally practice self-care on himself, he often- albeit reluctantly- allows you to rub cream over his body. You get particularly touchy when he grows close to molting- running your hands over him in slow, circular motions and stopping inches before you can curve your hands over his torso. It feels as if he’s being edged in the worst way possible- his breath held, and eyes focused too closely on the cracks in the wall, and acutely aware of how your hands feel. He can feel every touch from you- the way that you run a finger down a peculiarly deep scar that is smooth under your touch. Or even the way that when you finally do get his chest, how you press your palms to his chest, and he wonders if you’ve noticed that he’s stopped breathing.
• Unsurprisingly, he loves the attention that you give to him. While he’d never say it out loud, he never wants you to leave him without your touch. He’s much more of an action type of person, holding onto your wrists and looking down when you try to peel your hands away from him. Shuichi isn’t sure if it’s the years of solitude or the fact that he’s so helpless around you, that makes him so needful to your touch. The first time you touched his bare chest he let out a soundful gasp, and wouldn’t speak for the remainder of the time. And still, he remains speechless to your touch. He still feels his body grow tense and heart beat against his ribcage. He can feel your hand- every soft brush of it, the soft tapping of your pinky tapping alongside his pectoral, the way that your nails scratch lightly under his chest. It’s all so bare to him, and he holds your hand to him, not wanting you to move away until he’s had his fill.

NSFW:

• You always seem to focus on his chest when things are growing feverish between the two of you. Your hands cup at his face, threading to his hair and tugging near the scalp as you push yourself closer to him. Slowly, your hands will come down, curving over his chest, running your thumbs in arches where his nipples pebble under your touch. Shuichi isn’t sure if he’s sensitive due to being so new at these types of experiences- even pleasuring himself, he was never one to touch his chest so he’s incredibly new to all these touches. He pants and whines under you, breaking the kiss and hiding his face in the crook of your neck. It’s low pitched, his snout running along your neck, humping against your body as his hands claw into your sides as your pinch at his nipples.
• When you go down on him, there’s a hand that holds on his thigh or cups over his package, nuzzling your face into his crotch, drunk on him and his scent. With his head tilted back, he fails to feel your other hand ghost upwards his chest, reaching past his abdomen tickling the soft, supple skin that squishes under your touch. His breathing is ragged, wheezing almost, as he feels his high approaching. When your hands pinch at his nipple, twisting the hardening bud, he sucks in a sharp breath, letting out a lewd moan. A hand cups your own hand, keeping it there even when you try to move onto the other neglected nipple. He’s whining, humping into your wet mouth and begging under his breath, as you continue to play with his abused nipple.
• He absolutely loves when you kiss him, taking the initiative to touch him and come close to him, pressing your self flushed against him where he can only gasp and lay under you. As your lips are busy, his mind foggy and thick with arousal, he can hardly notice when you break the kiss, pecking down his body, your tongue soft and scratched by his scales. You know better by now than to try to leave any type of bites or marks on him- the most that it’ll ever do is leave the softer side of him puffed. He’s panting, feeling how you whine and buck into him, and then your lips are on his chest.
• It’s in this moment that he looks down at you, and you look up at him with wide, doe eyes, your mouth giving an open kiss to his nipples. He’s over the moon, whining and bucking, trying to murmur any sort of sentence for you to be gentle only to interrupt himself with a moan when you let your teeth nip at the mound, immediately feeling the swell of the abuse and giving a light kiss at it in order to soothe him. He forces himself to look at you, to keep his eyes trained as you mouth at his chest, kissing and squeezing him. It’s attention that he never got and he’s wrecked with your touch, with how you give him such careful attention, how you let one of his breasts be played with a hand, and the other to be kissed and lightly suckled by your mouth. It’s enough for him to stain his pants, shaking and chirping under his breath.
• Even though he enjoys the attention to his chest, it can still be too much for him to ask you to do such a thing. He really should be giving you pleasure, but he adores your attention, adores how you kiss at him and knows how to make him squirm. You know just how to take care of him, and he hates to ask you, but he wants you to focus on his chest. He always feels awkward about it, insecure in a way to ask you to do something so specific that isn’t the usual thing, that this new thing feels almost taboo on his tongue when he asks. He gestures to his gesture, grabs at your hand and looks at you with a pout. He can’t bring himself to ask you to do something like that to him. Shuichi loves your attention, getting drunk off of it until his mind is a swirl of incoherent thoughts. Getting overstimulated just by chest play always feels so foreign that it makes him cream himself as you grind against him.

Confessions - J.B. & S.I

Request: I’m not sure if I ever sent this one in so forgive me if it’s a repeat! Can I request comfort with Jin or Shuichi where the reader finally confesses their feelings and kisses them, only to misunderstand their stunned silence as rejection? They start apologizing and crying because they’re embarrassed and think they were rejected based on their looks

A/N: I think I remember getting one but maybe I’m confusing it with another thing. I’m like super forgetful, sorry!!

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Jin Bubaigawara:

• Jin has never been one to expect for others to fall for him. He’s always been told he’s had a mean look- a strong brow bone, a sharp jaw, and eyes that were half-lidded and a scar that stitched him together. And that’s only mentioning his appearance, and not taking into account of his personality, something that he can’t control, that he can never get a hang of no matter all the years and supposed self-healing that he’s tried to put himself through. It’s not taking into account just how clingy and emotional he is- how quickly he falls for another person that it causes fear and discomfort to squirm inside the other. He was fine having a simple crush on another, twisting the feelings into something perverse so he wouldn’t grow attached, so he could not care.
• But then, you kiss him. A peck through his mask, on the corner of his lips, and he’s silent; and it must look terrifying to you. A silent man, with eyes shrouded by a mask, expression unreadable, as he stares at you. He can’t breathe. It’s never been so difficult except for the first few times where he had to calm him, where he had to reassure that no one could see him and that the mask was keeping him together far better than anything else could. But he’s quiet. Uncomfortably so, and time should be passing just as it always does- tick, tock- and yet, he isn’t sure if it’s still even continuing, perpetually stuck on the tick, as he focuses on the pressure where you kissed him, how he can feel the chapstick that clings to the fabric, how he can smell the mint.
• It’s been a long time since he’s kissed someone. It’s been longer since anyone has kissed him in a way that wasn’t clouded by lust. It takes a moment for him to hear your voice. An echo in the distance, until he hears the soft sob- the hiccup that tears through your words and the scared look in your eyes. Your face is flushed- heavily so- the tip of your nose a dark color, and your eyes shine. They meet his for a second, for less than a second, even, because you look down, away from him and take a step back. You’re apologizing, your hands curling in and around your body, desperate to keep yourself together and he still can’t bring himself to say something. He can’t reassure you except to just stand there, mint on his mask, and sweat slick on his forehead.
• You’re telling him that you hadn’t meant to make him uncomfortable. You simply want to kiss him- to just confess to him and you did, and you’re so sorry that you ever did. You didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. You’re crying, tears spilling over and staining your cheeks, and your bottom lip trembles, and it’s getting difficult to say a cohesive sentence. And he blurts out a sentence quickly, his hands lifting in front of him, and wraps his hands around your wrists, slowly and harshly sliding them up to wrap around your hands.
• Silence falls between the two of you, and it’s only ruined by your desperate attempt to quiet your cries into whimpers. He hadn’t meant to make you cry. He was shocked. Stunned into silence where his brain had to reboot to understand that you kissed him. He lowers his hands along with yours, his calloused hand sliding against your palm, and dragging to the tips of your fingers, until he holds lightly onto you. He likes you too- much more than you could ever expect. Much more than he could fathom. You’re nice to him, letting him ramble to you, letting him rest his head on your shoulder despite him being much bigger than you, and he didn’t mean to make you sad. He just didn’t expect that you would make the first move. Jin can’t kiss you without the mask, still needing it to hold him together, but when he lowers himself, his breath and making his face hot, your hands curve against his face, and he can feel the pressure of your lips against the place where you kissed and he lets out a shuddering, long exhale, tilting his face to feel the weight of you for just a little bit longer.

Shuichi Iguchi:

• Despite being a recluse as he grew, he’s had people he’s liked before. It was always a crush, a strong admiration where he talked to another person or heard about what they were doing and his heart would skip a beat. And he’d entertained himself that perhaps, they could like him too, that they enjoyed talking to him too. As much as he did with them. But it was never the case, and that hurt Shuichi in a way that made him bitter and desperate for admiration. You hold his hand, wrapping your much softer one around his hardened scales that are beginning to peel, and you kiss the tip of his snout, close to his lips but not quite there. It’s a warmth he’s unfamiliar with, something that’s too hot and uncomfortable for him, something that makes his body run cold and teeth nip at the soft insides of his cheeks.
• He should say something. He knows he should. The silence between the two of you shouldn’t be like this. It shouldn’t last this long. Especially not after you’ve kissed him. Not after you told him that you liked him in a way that he could only dream of. The silence shouldn’t last this long. He needs to say something. Now. Anything. Something. Something that would be nice to hear. Something that he knows he would’ve loved to hear if the roles were reversed. You’ve only just kissed the tip of his snout, and it was a fleeting kiss. A peck. One where he can still your lips tickle his scales, where he can feel the soft press and feel your hand around his. His mouth is parted, eyes wide and doe-like, and he’s frozen into place. He can fight, hold his own and thrash and bleed, and yet, the simple act of a peck is what has reduced him to nothing more than a breathing statue.
• You say his name and there’s fear in your voice and that is what gets him to respond, to jerk back into life. There are tears in your eyes, spilling over your flushed cheeks. Your name is breathed into life. You’re crying because of him. Or because of the situation, but he’s the one who’s put into this awkward spot. You hold yourself together, and you’re apologizing to him, looking down in shame and he wonders what you think of him at this moment. He wonders if you’re selfish enough to think about yourself right now- to berate and comfort yourself all at once, all while you cry in front of someone who’ve you confessed to and all that they can do is stand there, watching you and being unable to say anything, and yet, that silence must be deafening and horrid to hear. His tongue wets the front of his teeth, and takes a short breath. Your name is soft on his tongue, filling his mouth with honey. It’s something whispered under his breath that starts with a shuddering breath and ends without breath. And finally, you stop talking, you stop apologizing and look up at him with fear and embarrassment in your eyes, with rejection and sadness that spills over and wets your face.
• Reality rushes to him, leaving him cold and empty, and you’re in front of him, trying to wipe your tears with the back of your hand and sniffling as you do so. Maybe if he had a better upbringing, maybe if he didn’t hate himself so much, maybe if he thought that he had a chance with you, then he wouldn’t have made you cry. Maybe he could have offered something to you. Maybe he could have told you that you were pretty. He could’ve been the one to make the first move. To hold your hands like you did with his, pulling you close to him and kissing the tip of your nose as you stood in front of him with a smile beaming across your face, holding him close to you. That’s what he wants- what he wanted. And because he couldn’t push himself, you took that step, and now he’s made you cry and made you believe that he doesn’t like you in the same way that you like him.
• Reaching towards you, his hands wrap around yours, and the apple in his throat bobs. His head dips and it’s a tense motion, one that has his heart beating against his ribs and stomach twisting into knots even if he knows the outcome. The tip of his snout brushes along your nose, and your eyes are shining, wide and teary eyed, and he can feel your breath against his. He stops himself before he can go any further and hides his face in the crook of your neck, nuzzling into the soft space, feeling how your heart quickens and rushes. The hold on your hand is tight, enough to fear that he’ll break it, but he’s shaking, apologizing close to your ear and telling you that he likes you too. Shuichi pulls away, and he has the intertwined hands close to him, as if to pull you close to him, and he’s too new to kissing, too new to all of this to properly kiss you, and he wants to kiss you with his eyes closed and hands on you, but for now, he kisses your temple, and gives you an apology for making you cry while he holds your hand.

Request:how would dabi and/or hawks act towards a reader who is a bit hesitant during sex and wants to have sex in the dark, or not take all the clothes off, hides from him, etc.?

A/N:I feel like Hawks may feel like a bit ooc seeing how I have my own analysis of him, so yeah, take it how you will!! 

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Dabi:

• At first Dabi just thinks that you aren’t in the mood to do much, so he lays off. He gives you the space you need and tests the waters by lying in your bed seeing if you’d tell him to leave. Instead, you curl right next to him with your hand holding tightly onto his. He isn’t sure how to respond to that, and just lies beside you, his eyes stuck on the ceiling and breath held as you cling to him. You want him there, and he can rest knowing that knowing that it isn’t him, but maybe some other reason that you’re nervous or not in the mood despite how you kissed him. The pink of his tongue flashes out at the memory, swiping at the dip of his cupid’s bow. It’s better not to think about it for now; not when you’re beside him.
• You’ve started to wear just the right amount where you don’t have to show much, but it’s enough to where he can fool around with you. He doesn’t complain because you look nice and during the frenzy of it, the rushing heat and need to be close to you, time is wasted on removing clothes. And then it starts to become a habit, where he tries to remove your shirt and you lay on your stomach, begging for him to hurry and he obliges, kissing the hollow part of your neck where your pulses quickens under his touch. It’s only after that he realizes he hadn’t gotten a chance to see you bare. It doesn’t take much to figure out that you might be a bit shy of your body- or uncomfortable with it- something that he might not be able to put into words to describe your feelings, but enough to understand. 
• He understands it- that being whatever it is that you’re feeling. Maybe not in the way that you feel, but he can understand the basics of it. He isn’t insecure about his body- at least not in a way that he wants to hide himself from the world- or at the very least from you. He’s aware of his burns, skin and burns stapled to him, but his physical appearance is the least of his concerns when he has more pressing matters. And while a part of him misses when he was young, when he was still unblemished and not filled with this inky darkness that drowns him, he’s moved on from that old sense of longing that plagued him. What you feel and what he feels, are two different things, but he can still understand. He isn’t sure what you want to hear, or what you need to hear. He never really figured out what it is that he told himself.
• Since he doesn’t know what to say, he won’t try to comfort you. It’s more in a sense that he doesn’t know what to say, how to make you feel better without feeling as if every word is being forced out and it is genuine but to him, it sounds like some lie. He does try, but it’s nervy and rough, words that fall flat and he can only soothe his mistake by kissing you and pulling close, trying to hold onto your body and kiss at what you allow him to. It’s like this weird, jittery feeling that he’s filled with, something primal that makes him want to touch you and being unable to, makes him fester, blood hot and hands trying to hold what he can, leaving the crescents of his nails indented in your skin. He wants to make you feel good and know that you should feel good, but it comes off like some sad attempt of body positivity that leaves a sour taste in his mouth.
• It takes time. He tries to follow your pace, but even so, he wants to touch you. He wants to feel the softness of your skin, he needs to feel the soft rise of your belly, to see the pale lines of your stretch marks wrap around your thighs. Dabi doesn’t want to rush you, so whatever you want- hiding under the covers, doing it in the dark, he’ll nod and won’t question it. He wants to see you, but he’d rather not push you away from him. When you do decide to show skin, he doesn’t say a word- he swallows and there’s a smile twitching at the corner of his lips. His hands trace over your body, finding each curve without the layer of cloth that separates his hands from you. Acting as if it’s the first and only time he’d ever see you so, he commits everything to memory- trying to kiss every freckle, trace his fingers over your stretch marks, feel the curve and dip from your belly and navel.

Takami Keigo:

• The last thing that Keigo ever wants to do in his relationship with you, is rush you into something that you aren’t comfortable with. It leaves the relationship slow, an almost uncomfortable pace, because it leaves all the power to you. When sex does come up, and you’d rather have the lights off, he’s agreeing to it without much questioning. Whatever you want, is done at your own pace. However, once the relationship progresses to a point where you and him are comfortable enough to ask for what you both want, he does start to find it odd with how shy you are. He calls it up to you being insecure about- something, something he isn’t sure about. 
• He knows that you’re insecure about something, but he isn’t sure how to go about it. Maybe you aren’t insecure, but rather just shy about the act of intimacy about something. He doesn’t let himself get all too worried about; letting you come to him at your own pace. Of course, he wants to see you and touch you in a way that is intimate, but he doesn’t want to force you to do it, so he waits, and takes what he can get. If you’d rather have the lights off or wear something with easy access to you, then he’ll bury the questions and pleading to see more of you and simply do what he can to make you feel good. He’s supposed to be the cool, collected superhero, and that’s what he’ll be to you, nodding his head and going along with what you want, because he doesn’t want to drive you away. 
• Every attempt of his to actually talk to you about yourself and your habit, always ends in an awkward smile. He doesn’t know what to say. He is aware of who he is- how much he is lusted after, how his mutation works for him, how admired he is solely for who he is. He can’t understand your insecurity, at least not in the way that it won’t sound so false and reminiscent of a time when he was younger. He tries to uplift you, calling you pretty and holding you at every chance he gets, rubbing his nose along the crook of your neck or pecking at your shoulder. He wants to make you feel good- he doesn’t know what it is that you don’t want him to see, and it irks him in a way that makes him anxious. He’s stuck thinking about you and every chance to talk about it with you leaves the both of you sitting far away from each other, feelings being unable to be expressed in words. His feathers are tense, a few hidden ones twisting upon themselves in unease and longing. 
• All the want and curiosity builds up in him, and he wants to see you. It’s this urge to try to catch glances at you when you change, letting his eyes linger for a bit too long as you stand, trying to clean the top shelf, stretching your body, the flash of your stomach showing between your lifted shirt has him craning his neck, hoping- wishing- to see more of you. His hands are on you during sex, breath and lips to the shell of your ear, as he pleads in a broken voice to see more of you. His hands twisted at the covers, trying to touch your skin, trying to see past the darkness, to force himself to try to catch a glimpse of your body. It’s feral and deep seeded inside of him, the urge to just see you, making his body run hot, burning and heart beating against the inside of his chest as if it were trying to fly out of his body. He’ll whine and beg on his knees, his head between your thighs, trying to urge you to remove everything else, to let him just see you.
• It’s the suspense that kills him. A part of him knows that your body will look just like any other type of body. He’s known you long enough to know about any scars, quirks, or anything about your body. When you finally decide to peel off the cloth, and show him your skin, you’re bashful, turning your head away from him, a dark flush running from your chest to your neck, to the plump of your cheeks, and the tip of your ears. And he can only kiss you, his feathers jittery and loose, a few trying to your head to look at him. Keigo kisses where he can, his feathers fluttered and twisted in your hand and it only makes a chill run down his spine. There’s a smile on his lips that doesn’t fade as he kisses you and it’s so youthful that has you breathing heavily, a feather pressed to your lips as you kiss the soft plumage. 

a/n: finally managed to finished these!! the scenarios are a little longer this time so you’re all in for a good time. thanks so much for your patienece, i hope you enjoy the smut!

warning(s): 18+, dry humping, teasing, somnophilia (consensual), slight degradation, mentions of drug use, manga and anime spoilers (anime: season 5, manga: chapter 294)

Izuku Midoriya (Deku)

• This boy will be flustered as fuck when you first start grinding against him
• He goes into full-on “Deku.exe stopped working mode”
• Yes, even if you have been dating for a while
• The idea that someone as beautiful as you gets riled up by the thought of having him close is a concept that he certainly has to get used to at first
• He’d be reluctant for sure, blushing and whimpering as he watches you, not knowing what to do with his hands
• Scenario: Touch Deprivation

A long sigh left your mouth as you once again checked your phone for what must have been for the 100th time this evening. Midoriya still hasn’t returned from patrol. Since he started working as a professional pro hero it feels like your sex life has suffered more than anything in your relationship. You missed his touch, the way he made love to you in the evening. It was a good way to get him less distressed from the day too. Maybe you’ll get to wrap him around your finger this time.

When you hear the familiar click of the door, you wasted no time rushing to your feet. “Welcome home Izuku~” you swooped in to hug him, feeling him smile against your lips as you pulled him into a warm welcome kiss.

“I’m sorry I’ve kept you waiting, y/n. It’s already late, you could have gone to bed without me.” Midoriya wraps his arms around you, giving into the embrace and warmth coming from you. He almost feels bad for keeping you up so long, another night where you waited for him to come home.

You’re ignoring him bluntly, instead of focusing on getting your hands underneath his shirt. “It’s okay, I don’t mind, besides, you’re home now.”

Midoriya’s face flushes a deep red, trying without success to wrap his mind around what you’re doing. When his mind finally catches up, his cheeks heat up even more. “Y/N, w-what are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” You smirk, your hands sneaking up further to touch his abs, shuffling closer so you’re flush against him. Your hot breath ghosts across his neck and you can’t stop yourself from biting down on the sweet skin there “I’ve missed you a lot you know?”

“I-I missed you too.” He gives into your touch, shivering before moving his own hands to settle on your hips. “Sorry that I took another long shift today.”

“Don’t worry Izuku, I’m not mad at you” You can feel him sigh underneath you. You know he still loves you, he’s just very invested in hero work and you can’t blame him, it’s been his lifelong dream. “But I know how you can make it up to me.” The hand that’s furthest up his shirt, wraps around his nipple and pinches it, earning a gasp from your boyfriend. You start grinding up against him, hips pressing against his crotch desperately.

“Ahh, y/n I-I should shower before we-” He’s cut off by another grind of your hips and another kiss to his neck. Your head is starting to spin more, trying to get more friction which proved difficult while still in your clothes. Your body is moving on its own, driven by all the pleasure that has pent up over the weeks. Your movements seem to affect your boyfriend in the same way, his hips involuntarily jerking against your touch, searching for more. He’s grown sensitive over the weeks, it would be a mistake to say he hasn’t thought about you in the same way. He was just always too shy to go through with it.

“Should we move this to the bedroom?” Deku’s eyes widen, finally getting what you’re hinting at “O-okay” He tightens his grip on your hips, subtly moving his hands under your ass and hoists you up in the air. He’ll make it up to you for sure.

Shouto Todoroki

• At first, he’ll be confused when you initiate it
• The little humps against any part of his body were definitely something new to him
• He’s more used to having you voice your desires first so he knows what to do, but just movements to start with were something he had to adjust to
• But normally when he hears you start whimpering and looking up into his eyes with that look he knows all too well what you need, although it takes a bit of coaxing to get him there
• He does get turned on after some time, but you need to ease him into all this at first
• Scenario: Lust Quirk

Shouto stumbled into the apartment with the last resort he had left. He thought part of his body could resist the heat that was surging through his system but even that amount of heat was too unnatural for him. His body made it hard to carry him any farther than his bed with the amount of heat rushing through his system, making every step he took shakily and his vision blurry. He should have been more careful, just as Aizawa-sensei told him, but now here he was, your colleague dragging his heated and flushed body into your apartment while he huffed and whined.

During your paired mission, Shouto protected you from an incoming attack and was hit with the quirk in the process. Good for your team cause it brought extra points for his heroic sacrifice, but not so good for himself as he was left with the after-effects of what was a lust quirk. Hence his current desperation and clinging to you when he finally ran into you, the pulling on your clothes, the heavy breathing, and a wet spot against the front of the pants of his hero costume.

“Please, I need-” You had helped him get to the apartment safely, thinking the effects wouldn’t be as bad but seeing him this desperate now changed the whole situation.

“Don’t worry Todoroki, I’ll get some help. I’m sure Recovery Girl has some pills that can ease the effects.”

Before you could move one step, his hand was around your wrist, holding you back. “I need… you.” His look was desperate as he eyed.

“Todoroki….”

He suddenly looked away, ashamed of being so straightforward with you. “I’m sorry…” Even when his mind was clouded, he tried to pull away, after all, he doesn’t want to end up hurting you. “I… I’ll try to handle it myself”.

Shouto let go of your arm, but you kept him from retreating. “I’ll help you. That’s what friends are for, right?”

The whimper that came from him together with the nod was the last thing you saw before he tugged on your arm and with the remaining energy he had, pushed you onto your back, looming over you as he kept trying not to breathe too heavily. “You sure you wanna… do this with me?”

You responded by wrapping your arms around his shoulders, allowing him to sink on top of you. Shouto groaned, burying his face into your neck, the hot breath there making your own head start to spin, his hips slowly starting to move back and forth, dragging his clothed cock against your sex. The friction was almost too much, his teeth sunk into the skin on your neck to keep him from screaming.

“Is that what you needed, Shouto?” You asked teasingly, starting to rock your own hips against his movement.

At that moment Shouto couldn’t care that you both still were clothed, the feeling of his cock rubbing against something (or better put someone) was everything he desired. “Y-yes…more”.

His thrusts were as controlled as he could keep them but he’s constantly torn between letting loose and preserving this wonderful feeling. “Anything you need~” you purred against him, your own hands finding his lower back, pushing him down.

He let out another hot puff of air, your bodies keep rutting against each other in sync, creating the most delicious friction you could wish for. It was getting quiet in the apartment, the thing to be heard was moans and groans as well as the rubbing of wet clothing. His eyes were glued on you in awe as you increased the movement of your hips.

Steam starts to erupt from his left side, he could feel himself losing control of his emotions, he feels like he’s going to overpower and pin you down any moment. Being the quiet type it was quite a sight to see him in such a state. Shoto feels like he’s on fire, even his cold side was too weak to do anything in this case. You could feel his cock twitch underneath you which only spurred you on more.

“Y/N if you’re gonna keep that up I’m-” the grip on your hips intensifies and you can feel the fabric of his parts chafe more than before. you take a moment to raise your hips only to be met by a large wet spot and an even bigger bulge pressing against you.

“I can’t take this any longer,“ Todoroki huffed and once again grabbed you by your hips and pressed you against his twitching cock.

You grinned down at him, your teasing motions never stopping. He gasps when your hands start to wander along with your body, lower and lower until you were nestled in between his legs. "Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you from here”.

Shinsou Hitoshi

• He’d be into it for sure
• Loves the friction, loves the way your clothed sex rubs against his, creating a slow but agonizing pleasure that he can’t wait to feel more of
• He loves to see that he can drive you crazy and so do you when he grows more desperate the more you move against him
• Let’s be honest, this boy has some sleeping problems, so it wouldn’t surprise me if at some point he asks if he could try something while you were asleep and he was still awake
• Now imagine: Somno Scenario

Shinsou and you had been dating for longer now and have tried some pretty pleasant stuff in the bedroom but there was one topic he never touched: somnophilia. You talked about this before with him but he said he would feel bad when you wouldn’t be part of it as well. You told him that you would be okay with it and maybe it would help him fall asleep easier when he had a night plagued with insomnia.

A few nights later Shinsou found himself in exactly that exact predicament. Lying beside you while you were sleeping away peacefully, he couldn’t find rest. Maybe it was also because you told him that you were okay with him potentially doing something. Just thinking about your body in a lewd way was enough to rile him up and right now he can’t help but look at your sleeping form. He started to slowly caress your arms, letting his fingers dance over the exposed skin there before traveling further down to your waist. He could already feel a certain tightness in his PJs as he slipped his hand under your shirt and found soft skin to touch there, trying to hold his moans to a minimum.

It wasn’t quite enough for him so he tried to shift his position and moved closer to you, holding you from behind, his erection pressing against the small of your back. A short gasp escaped him when he slid his leg in between your thighs, feeling your cunt through the light fabric of your pants. Short glances over your shoulder revealed that you were still very much asleep, apart from the small whimper that you let out when he started pushing his knee against your clothed sex. He kept his eyes on you, mouth slightly agape as his hips moved. He managed to suppress a groan when his hard shaft rubbed against your ass, the friction moving his skin up and down was enough to make him shudder in pleasure.

Another small whimper was heard from you, spurring your boyfriend on to press his knee further into your folds. He could feel pleasant wetness coming from them, only adding to the whole sensation.

“Seems like you’re having sweet dreams, kitty.” He murmured against your ear before gently nibbling at it. The friction was driving him insane, he would love to pull down his pants to relieve the pressure but at the same time, he didn’t want to pull away. All he was concentrated on was seeing your expression slowly go from innocent to lewd under his very touch and movements, it was certainly a sight to behold and he was also sure that’d he’d sleep pretty peacefully after this experience.

Tomura Shigaraki

• He might get a bit confused at first
• He usually doesn’t indulge in intimacy
• Since he got preoccupied with taking down Re- Desto and after his victory now is the leader of a new uprising group, you had a hard time catching him for some quality time
• when you first initiated something new, Shigaraki doesn’t know what was going on but he gets cheeky about it really fast when you finally managed to pull his eyes away from work and have him focus on you
• He loves to tease and degrade you for your behavior and loves to see the desperation in your eyes when he does
• His words rile you up easily once you set pleasuring him as your goal
• Scenario: Post-war celebration

With the win against Re-Destro, Shigaraki was one step closer to getting what he wanted. Nothing can ever beat the taste of a sweet victory.

Now he’s sitting in his new office in the newly captured mansion, going over some files and mapping out the next movements they were going to make when he suddenly hears a knock on the door. “Seems like you’re the boss here now, eh? How does it feel?”

Shigaraki sighed at your appearance at the door, thank god it was you and not Re-Destro again, he’s seen enough of his face for the day. As you entered, he tried not to give you any kind of special attention, which was hard given the fact that you decided to wear one of your very revealing black dresses. It hugged your body beautifully and you smirked as you approach the table, seeing that Shigaraki already had trouble focusing.

“It was obvious from the start that we would win.” He dismissed, gripping his pen a little too hard.

“Oh is that so? Well, I think you still forgot one important thing” You said while slowly striding closer to where he was sitting.

Only when you were standing next to him, did you finally manage to make him abandon the papers, his red eyes staring you up and down intently. “And what would that be?”

You could only smirk, lifting your hand to lay on his shoulder, slowly caressing his scarred neck, “Our new leader still needs to receive proper treatment. After such a hard and long battle, it’s only right to spoil the winner, wouldn’t you agree?”

Skigaraki is getting restless, you can see him Start to bounce his leg, “Whatever, now are you just going to talk, or are you going to do something?

"Of course, oh fearless leader.” You gracefully slide onto his lap, arms making their way around his neck.

The leader can’t deny that he loves it when you get submissive like this, perfectly following each order he gives you.

“Well? Get on with it, I don’t have all night.” You let out a small whimper, your hips starting to circle on his thigh. The fact that you were only wearing your dress made it so much easier to press the lips of your pussy against him.

“Someone’s an eager slut tonight.” His words only spurred you on and the lack of intimacy these past months were starting to catch up on both of you.

You look down, Shigaraki is still wearing his new suit, and you can start to see the outline of his twitching cock against the material. A grunt from him was all it took for you to speed up your movements, pressing down against him harder and faster.

“That’s right, my slut, show me how much you need me.” Shigaraki spots your hand traveling down his chest and is quick to slap it away which earns him a whine in return “I didn’t say you could touch me yet.” His hand wanders to your waist, squeezing there to encourage you more.

You obliged, continuing to rub yourself on him, enjoying each hump, each small feeling the friction is creating. “Please…”

“Please what, slut?”

“I-I need you” Your answer drew a small gasp from Shigaraki’s lips, right as he starts to feel what a sloppy mess you became just from humping him.

You lean in, slowly kissing down his scared neck “Please, master” That was enough for Shigaraki to pull you off of him, pushing you onto your knees and in between his legs. The new leader chuckles and removes the hand that is sitting on his face, eyeing you in interest as you sink to your knees.

“Make sure to put that chatty mouth of yours to good use. If you do well, you’ll get the reward you want.”

And how could you ever deny such an offer?

Dabi

• He’d be such a tease about it
• Eyeing you when you come over to him, grinning when you sit on his lap
• Gasping when you start rutting against him
• He’ll grab your waist and push you forward and backward, grabbing your ass
• Whispering sentences like “Oh, someone’s getting bold there, aren’t you, baby?” or “Getting needy, doll? I haven’t even done anything and you’re already so desperate.” inti your ear
• He loves it and he could lose himself over and over in the feelings and sensation
• Scenario: Stoned

You were laying on his chest after the war was over, Dabi, now with his original white hair, was still inspecting the new burns he received during the fight. It was all worth it however, seeing his father’s face like this and ruining his honor was everything he wanted. As a celebration, he brought along some weed and offered to smoke it together as a way to calm down and it didn’t take long for the hazy and calm state to take over both of your bodies and for innocent touches and kisses to turn into roaming hands and smoke being exchanged through lips.

At some point you ended up straddling him, checks cupped as you deepened the kiss and lost yourself in those husky blue eyes once you pulled away.

"Someone’s getting pretty eager huh?” Dabi teased as he slapped his hands on your hips.

“Speak for yourself ” you laughed back before a low moan is drawn from you as Dabi pressed against you.

He sits up to lap at your neck, caressing your delicate skin there with a graze of his teeth up to your ear. “Mmh never said I wasn’t, you just look too damn hot on top of me and high off your balls.”

The blush on your cheeks was hot and burning, just like the palms of his hands that he started to heat up. Gradually, you start to move your hips, the fabrics of your clothes starting to rub against each other. Dabi was so generous as to lend you his shirt since he was too hot from the previous battle, now with only his chest and your bottom half exposed, it was exactly the opposite of what you wanted to feel.

“Why don’t we get this off?” you suggested and Dabi wasted no time shuffling his sweatpants down.

Soon his hands were back on you, hot as the breath against your ear. “I want you, baby, ~” He purred, hands sliding up your shirt, grabbing anything in his way he could manage. You captured his lips in another heated kiss, effectively shutting him up and letting your bodies do the talking. With only both of your underwear separating you, Dabi’s got you exactly where he wanted.

The next moments felt like a blur, a hot mess of rubbing fabrics and hungry kisses. Dabi kept you close to himself, rutting up into you as if the clothes weren’t there in the first place, he can’t get enough of the teasing and he loves to watch you fall apart and go in for more. There was not much to say in between the two of you, the feeling of the other enough to make you both needy.

At some point, you stopped your kissing to catch some air, but the movements of your hips or his didn’t falter. You’ve gotten so wet that you could feel your slick run down your thighs and you could see that it makes Dabi growl. His rock-hard cock has found a comfortable way of sliding against the plush lips of your pussy that he could spend forever, although there’s only one more place he’d rather be.

“I think we need to move this somewhere else,” Dabi smirked against your lips. “Or maybe we’ll just stay here since our limbs are so heavy.”

“No, I think you definitely need to move somewhere else.” The third-party voice ripped you out of your little horny bubble and you watched in shock as you saw Spinner standing in the door frame, looking tired and just done getting patched back up himself.

You scrambled to throw anything over you that would provide some sort of shielding, embarrassment setting into your mind despite the relaxing feeling of the weed. “How long have you been standing here?”

“Too long…” He sighs as he wanders off to the couch on the other side of the room, starting up a game.

“Guess, we have to continue this somewhere else, baby” Dabi laughed, and surprisingly, he reluctantly sat up.”I don’t want anyone seeing you with what I’m about to do to you.”

You keened and obediently wrapped your legs around him as he stood up and took you up to his room.

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Honey? Too Tight. - Iida

First time trying to hold their hand. Does it go right or wrong?

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+Everyone knows how Iida can be. No nonsense, by the book, and high morals. That has bled into your relationship. So in other words, you have never done anything, not even holding hands. You have been wanting to for a while and everyone knows it. With a little encouragement (ordering) from the others, it finally happens and it’s almost too much.

I groaned and flopped back on the floor. I let my arms fall open wide on the floor and closed my eyes. A soft chuckle made me open one eye to look at the culprit. My eye met the gaze of a pair of soft, dark blue eyes. Iida was sitting across from me with his head propped up on his hand. He looked back down at what he was writing.

“Come on. We need to be productive with studying.” He urged.

“But it can also be productive to take a break so you don’t overwork yourself.” I said right back. He laughs at my statement. I propped up on my elbows and looked at him.

“Fine, fine.” He put his hands up in surrender. “You are right.” He leant back on his hands and rolled his neck. I sat up before getting to my feet.

“Do you want something to drink or snack on?” I asked while popping my back. “I’m going to run down to the kitchen.”

“Water please and some granola too.” He chirped. I nodded and nearly skipped out of the room. I nearly knocked into Sato on the way out of the elevator.

“Opps. Sorry Sato!” I side stepped and walked through the common room before ducking into the kitchen. I stopped short when I saw Bakugo had Kami backed up against the wall. They looked at me frozen. I looked between them and just put my hands up. “I don’t want to know.”

“What?! We’re not doing anything!” Bakugo yelled at me. I just held my hands while walking to the pantry.

“It’s not…We weren’t…” Kami stuttered.

“This isn’t what it looks like.” Bakugo snapped.

“What you guys do in your own time is none of my business.” I said grabbing a couple of bottles of water with the granola box still in hand. I walked out with Bakugo yelling and Kami on the verge of short circuiting.

“Oh L/N!” I looked over and saw Uraraka waving me over. I went over and sat next to her. Her and Midoriya seemed to want to ask me something. “Soooo…have you broken the skinship wall yet with the hyperactive class rep?” I chuckled at the girl’s question. They were almost squirming while waiting for my answer.

“Well…” I started before shaking my head. They groaned and deflated. Midoriya threw himself back on the couch. I laughed at them. I went to saw something but was interrupted.

“What did you expect? They’re dating the ‘oh-so high morality standard loving’ member of our rinky-dink band of idiots. It’s going to be like moving a mountain to cross that border.” We looked at Sero as he talked. He punctuated his statement by chopping in his apple. I looked down a bit dejected.

“A bit blunt don’t you think, Sero?” Uraraka whispered.

“Sorry, L/N…” He mumbled. I nodded, looking back up sighing.

“You’re not wrong. He acts more relaxed with me than everyone else but still holds his firm morals.” I shrugged my shoulders. We all fell silent for a minute.

“Okay, I’ve had enough.” Mina screamed, scaring poor Kami who walked out of the kitchen, still blushing. He grabbed his chest in fear as Bakugo came up behind him unamused. “You!” She pointed at me.

“What?” She stalked up to me and got in my face. I backed up a bit.

“You are going to have to take the leader on this one, babe.” She smirked. “We all know how Iida is, as you two just kindly mentioned. He isn’t going make the first move to do anything remotely intimate. You got to take charge and do it. Got it?”

“Got it.” I smiled at her. “Thanks.” She smiled and gave me one curt nod.

“Now go. You’ve been down here for a bit and he’s probably wondering where you’re at.” She pulled me up and gave a light tap on my ass. I rolled my eyes and walked to the elevator.

“You know L/N…” I internally groaned when I heard the wheezy voice. I turned to look at the short male. “I would hold your hand or anything else whenever you wanted.” I winced before glaring at him. Scoffing, I gave a small concussive blast in his direction as I walked into the elevator. I heard him yell and hit the ground somewhere behind me.

“Crash and burn, Mineta. Crash and burn.” Sero laughed with others joining. I chuckled on the way up and shook off the disgust. I got off on the 3rd floor and quickly walked to Iida’s open door.

“Sorry! Uraraka, Midoriya, Sero, and Mina got a hold of me.” I said while handing him his granola and water. He chuckled. “And then I sent Mineta flying across the room.”

“L/N…” He sighed in warning and annoyance but his paused and looked up at me. I could see amusement, pride, and acceptance in his eyes. “Okay.” I smiled and happily plopped down in my previous spot.

We went back study a couple of minutes later, the only sound in the room being the sound of writing, crunching of Iida’s granola, and the AC kicking on. I stretched and my back popped. Movement caught my eye and I saw Iida hand set his hand down on the table. I rest my arms on the table and watched him. He was so focused and was none the wiser.

My eyes moved back down to where his hand was. I bit my lip think about what Mina said. I took a big, silent breath and lifted my hand. Iida looked up in that moment at me and I switched gears to scratch my chin. He looked back down and I tried again. Silently, I set my hand on top of his. I saw and felt him stiffen. I held my breath.

“I um…” He stumbled with his words before clamping his mouth shut. A soft grin grew on his face and so did a blush. He looked down but didn’t move away from my touch. I giggled and just started rubbing soft circles at the juncture of his hand and wrist.

“Iida?” He hummed before finally looking up at me. I cocked my head to the side and smiled. I saw the blush deepen and he quickly went back to his studying. I huffed at his choice. I looked back down at our hands again. I took my hand away and swore I heard a small noise of protest from Iida. I didn’t react but instead grabbed his hand.

“OhHhh damn…” He gasped and stalled. He dropped his pencil and cover his mouth. I was about to tell him to calm down and that it was okay but he beat me to it. He squeezed my hand back. It was my turn to blush. After a bit of us calming down and going back to studying. Unfortunately, he never let up on his tight grip.

“Honey?” He looked up at me in question. “Too tight.” He looked confused for a moment but his eyes widened. He ripped his hand back and started apologizing profusely.

“I am so sorry. I didn’t not mean to hurt you, L/N my dear. I…” He rambled on as I rubbed my fingers. I chuckled at him, amused.

“Iida, stop.” He froze. I reached across and grabbed his hand again. I grasped it again and folded his fingers to hold mine back. “You’re fine. I know this is new to you. A firm grip is not bad you just have to realize when your grip is too tight. There are also many different ways of holding hands.”

“Oh, that is good to know.” He said earnestly. He then gripped my hand firmer but not too much. “I am eager to learn them with you, my dear.” He gave me loving smile.

“I’ll be glad to teach you, Iida Honey.” I licked my lips and noticed his gaze immediately catch my movement. I looked away blushing before he went back to his books. I just laid my head down on my arm and rubbed circles with my thumb.

“I am curious though.”

“About what?” I looked up at him.

“How hard did you hit Mineta?” He looked at me through his eyelashes. I giggled furiously.

“I have no clue actually. I had thrown the blast behind me at him. I heard him scream as he flew before Sero said something like ‘Crash and Burn’. Everyone was breaking down in laughter as the elevator closed.” I explained.

“Well, good. He needs a little discipline if I do say so myself.” He smirked with his statement. My giggles bubbled up again and he joined me.

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Not Affectionate - Dabi

First time trying to hold their hand. Does it go right or wrong?

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+Anything intimate or ever on the verge of being lovey was not even on the table with Dabi. I don’t even know what I would call the thing between us. We’re not exclusive to each other but Dabi flips shit if he sees me with anyone else. Half of me is annoyed while the other half is flattered.

I was sitting on a bar stool in a popular bar near the middle of the city. I needed a bit of time to let go. Normally, I would just go to the bar at the hideout but I felt like Toga, Shiggy, and Dabi would just make me more anxious. Well, I actually would love to have Dabi here but even if he could he probably wouldn’t be here with me.

“Rum & Coke please.” I sat down at the bar. The bartender nodded and turned to work. It was easier for me to go out to a normal place like this then the others since I technically wasn’t a villain. “Thank you.”

“Pleasure.” The bartender winked before attending to another customer. I rolled my eyes. I turned to gaze at the dance floor. Half the people seem to be already plastered while the other half only slightly tipsy. I laughed at the outrageous behavior I was seeing tonight.

“Dip shits.” I smirked as a few people wired out. In the corner of my eye, I saw a tall figure approaching me. At first I thought it was a certain fire wielder. I looked sideways and saw a tall, brown haired man with tanned complexion.

“Why hello there, pretty thing.” He had an accent I couldn’t place. The man propped himself next to me. I looked up at him.

“Hi.” I simply said before looking back at the crowd. Only one guy has ever caught my attention and he certainly did not fit the bill.

“What’s your name, pretty thing?” He took a strand of hair and began to twirl it. I immediately used my quirk, took it out of his hand and turned to him.

“Do not do that. And none of your business.” I snapped.

“Oh come on.” He said playfully. He moved in closer. “Don’t be like that. I just want your name and to get to know you.”

“Don’t waste your time dude.” I moved away from the bar. I walked away towards an empty pool table. I set my drink down on a table and he came walking up.

“Playing hard to get are we?” He leant against the table.

“No.” I deadpanned while giving him a blank look. I flung my hand and the pool balls went into formation. I picked up a stick and began to play on my own. He stood there and watched me with a hungry look. I inwardly groaned.

“Damn, you are hot.” He kept up with his remarks. I ignored every one of them. He wouldn’t get the point that I wanted nothing to do with him.

Every now and again when I looked out into the crowd, I swore I saw a familiar black coated figure. It made me think back to my relationship with said man. I wish he wasn’t so against having something solid between us. My feelings for him were strong but he didn’t believe in that stuff. No hand holding, no cuddling, nothing affectionate. Or at least that’s what he kept preaching.

A waitress came and asked if I wanted another drink. I asked for Whiskey Sour. I needed something stronger to deal with the bozo. I took a drink as he looked at me over the edge of his glass. The hunger that was present earlier has intensified.

“Can you just buzz off?” I asked, annoyed. He only gave me a smile. How I wish Dabi was here so he could roast him.

“Nope. You’re too interesting to leave.” He said in a sultry voice. I scoffed in disgust and stood up to play another game. “Baby! Come back and sit with me.” He called me. “Baby!” He kept calling me. Eventually, I got annoyed and stormed over to the table.

“You are so fucking annoying!” I sneered and motioned my hand so the knife on the table would move to his throat. He put his hands up but continued to smirk.

“I’ve been told.” He shrugged. “But it’s a part of my charm.” I groaned, dropping my hand. The knife followed.

“Not in the slightest.” I muttered and I slumped back in my chair. I picked up my glass and brought it up to my lips. I saw a swish of black in the corner of my eye. I went to look but a voice spoke up first.

“Don’t.” A familiar voice snapped and a scarred hand pushed the drink from my lips and grabbed the glass from me. I looked up at Dabi in shock.

“Dabi?” He pressed himself against me, his chest to my back.

“This pathetic bitch drugged your drink, babe.” Dabi threw the glass at him before intertwining his fingers with mine, making me freeze. His aqua eyes were locked on the douche. I could physically see the man shaking with fear causing me to chuckle.

“D-ddda…” He stuttered. Dabi threw his other arm around my shoulders. He lifted his hand and ignited his blue flames. The heat from the flames broke my daze.

“Get lost.” The guy almost knocked the table over by how fast he ran away. He extinguished the flame. “You keep shit company.”

“Does that apply to multiple people?” I looked at him to see him give me a glare. “Plus, I wasn’t trying to keep him for company. He just wouldn’t take a fucking obvious hint.” I said irritated before letting my weight fall against him.

“I need a drink.” He groaned. He waved over a waitress. As he ordered his beer and another drink for me, I looked down at the hand he was holding. I was glad he was behind me because he couldn’t see the giddy smile on my face. “You could have told me you were going out. I would have come with you.”

“You would?” My hopes going up a bit. He took a big drink before slamming the bottle down.

“No shit.” He said looking around. His grip on my hand tightened a bit. “Who else would deal with these shithead perverts?” I laughed.

“Dabi… You’re a shithead pervert.” I said. He growled and tightened his grip again.

“Why you little…” He sighed annoyed. I looked down at our hands again. I reveled in the moment because I knew eventually he would pull away. I tried to subtly trace the juncture of his scar but I felt him stiffen. I did as well. I bit my lip and closed my eyes. I was preparing myself for rejection.

“Here it comes.” I said under my breath. I heard him let out a heavy sigh. Instead of throwing away my hand, he brought it up to his lips and quickly pecked it.

“This place is getting boring. How about we cut out and find something better to do?’” He finished his beer. I gaped at him. He met my eyes and gave me a ‘what’ look. “What? What’s up with you?”

“Oh nothing. Just…surprised.” I took the last couple swigs of my drink before getting out of my chair. I went to let go of his hand but he grabbed my wrist. He maneuvered our hands so they were comfortable to walk with. “I…oh, okay.”

“Let’s go.” He said before tugging me along. He pulled me outside before pulling me to walk close to him. “Next time you get the urge to go out where there are dipshits like that bozo in there, be sure to tell me. I’m not letting someone lay they’re hands on me…ya.” He gruffed. I could hear the unspoken words at the end of the sentence. 'My girl/man/ partner.’ I hid my smile before he could see it.

“Sooo… why is that?” I said curiously. “It seems awfully close to being affectionate.” I lifted our combined hands into view. He sneered and growled a 'Whatever’ under his breath but nonetheless didn’t remove his hand from mine. He yanked them down and I laughed.

“Come on.” He gruffed. I looked up and saw his eyes locked on something across the street. I looked and saw a few police officers and heros. He pulled me down the opposite alley. I went to tease him again but he cut me off. “Don’t even.” I tried to contain my laughter as he sulked and pulled me along.

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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

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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

⇶ 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

Author’s Note: So this actually happened to me. I went into a Haunted House with my younger brother and we were having a good time. Haunted Houses don’t scare me because I used to work at them. I’ve worked at this particular haunted house for five years. I’m used to making jokes when going through them. However, I ended up losing my brother during the Haunted House this year and started panicking. He was too freaked out by one of the chainsaws so he had to leave. Thankfully, we ended up finding each other when I exited the building. The scariest part of the whole thing wasn’t the Haunted House but me thinking I lost my brother or that he was hurt somewhere. Chainsaws were nothing compared to thinking that he was gone. So I decided to write this little BNHA head cannons of what would happen if you and your boyfriend were separated and lost each other during one. Now that the introduction is out of the way, let’s continue.

• Didn’t really like the idea of going into a Haunted House.

• But since you’re his precious girlfriend he went with you, despite all rational thoughts that he shouldn’t be here.

• Admires the decorations up front and the makeup details all of the people were wearing.

• Of course, you two dressed up as well. With him as a spooky ghost and you as a witch.

• Took a few photos of you because gosh darn it he loves you and you’re so cute.

• Was getting nervous when you two approached the entrance to the attraction and instinctively grabbed your hand. 

• His heart exploded when he was told to go.

• Creeped out the whole time and flinched every time there was a jump scare. 

• Doesn’t like the clown horns. They get him every time.

• Your kisses however called him down a lot and helped him get through the worst of it.

• However, he got spooked out by a Leatherface looking at him eerily with an active chainsaw and he booked it.

• Eventually, he stopped once he no longer heard the sound of a chainsaw after him. 

• He however, starts to panic when he realizes you’re nowhere to be found. 

• Asks a couple of people if they’ve seen you but they don’t.

• Doesn’t want to overreact and knows you can take care of yourself.

• Decides to get through the rest of this Haunted House quickly so he can find you.

• Brave hero Deku blazes through the rest of the spooky stuff because he was too preoccupied to find you.

• Eventually, gets back to the entrance and desperately starts searching for you. 

• Finds you holding a poor kid in your arms. The kid is crying and wants his mommy.

• You explain that you found the poor kid crying and refusing to go on further. 

• Picking him up, you took one of the emergency exits and left telling the staff that there was a lost boy who was looking for his mom.

• Is relieved you’re okay but begs you next time to let him know so that way he doesn’t have to worry.

• He also admires your kindness to help this poor kid out.

• The child reunites with his mom and Izuku explains the rest of what you missed while you were busy.
  

• He was very adamant about not going to this but you tried every trick in the book until he accepted.

• The only thing that convinced him to go was when you called him a chicken and that you would ask Deku to go since he’s brave.

• “THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?! LIKE HELL DEKU IS BRAVER THAN ME! I’LL GO WITH YOU TO THE SHITTY HOUSE!”

• And just like that you were here with your growling boyfriend who only came here because of your teasing.

• He was dressed as a werewolf and you were little red riding hood. 

• Takes a sneak photo of you when you were admiring the decorations and makes it his lockscreen.

• Almost gets into a fight with one guy because Katsuki thought he was checking out your ass.

• Eventually, the two of you made your way inside.

• Had his arm wrapped around your shoulder and pulled you close into him.

• Wasn’t all that bothered by the employees but the loud sound effects were kind of annoying.

• Thought some of the gore was pretty cool though.

• Eventually, the two of you had to climb up a ladder and he went first so he didn’t have to hear anymore of the loud horns.

• Waited at the top for you even though he was impatient and started to wonder what the hell is taking so long.

• Goes down and frowns when he realizes you’re not down there. Starts yelling for you and walking the opposite way despite the protests of the employees.

• Internally starts worrying that you got too scared or some shitty villain kidnapped you while you two were out.

• Hates himself for going up the ladder first rather than you going first or together.

• Hears distant screams out on the exits and runs out it.

• See’s you glaring down at the creep who was eyeing you earlier.

• That’s when you explain when you climbed up the ladder, the pervert flipped up your skirt and made disgusting comments about your body.

• You punched him in the face and went after the sicko when he ran off.

• Katsuki’s eyes blazed with fury and he kicked the creep in the stomach.

• “YOU MOTHERFUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! TREAT MY GIRL LIKE THAT AGAIN AND I’LL KILL YOU! YOU HEAR ME?!”

• You cheered him on in the back, which made Katsuki’s chest swell with pride.

• Katsuki took you both back to his place for his own Halloween fun with you~
  

• At first, he thought you meant like an actual haunted house like with pagan rituals and spirits.

• “You want us to have a date at the Ancient Ram Inn?”

• “Shoto, that’s not what I meant!”

• You had to clarify what exactly you mean by a haunted house.

• He decided to go, since you were very adamant about going yourself.

• Of course you two dressed up as Dracula and his bride.

• Took a selfie together because Shoto with his hair slicked to the side is something you love with all your heart. 

• Shoto admired all the pumpkin carvings and you two promised to carve on some pumpkins together.

• As the both of you were getting closer to the entrance, he noticed how stiff you had become. 

• Asks if you were okay and you assured him nothing was wrong.

• Didn’t think much of it and went into the Haunted House with you.

• Wasn’t scared during the attraction and just focused on holding your hand and not tripping on any props.

• Wonders how that person can see without their head and how they got some of the props to move.

• He sees a man in a pig mask with a chainsaw and takes off running with you.

• Didn’t like the chainsaw noise and he wasn’t sure why. It just made him uncomfortable.

• However, he realizes that your hand slipped away from his and starts to fret over what happened to you. 

• Heads back, calling your name and desperately trying to find out where you were.

• Thinks he’s a terrible boyfriend for not realizing you were missing and he should have noticed sooner.

• Is thinking about calling the police but he eventually finds you huddled in a dark corner whimpering.

• Quickly scoops you into his arms and holds you closely to him.

• Asks what happened and you explained that you got too scared and accidentally let go of his hand.

• He feels like an idiot for not noticing that you were freaking out earlier before they even started the Haunted House.

• Carries you the rest of the way through as your head is buried into his arms.

• Shoots ice cold glares at anyone who gets to close.

• The two of you exit the Haunted House and he kisses you on the cheek saying that you two could just stick to carving pumpkins instead.
  

• Mentions how UA is throwing a Haunted House and invites you to join in on the fun.

• Wanting to be the supporting wife, you agree.

• He was dressed up as a skeleton, you called him handsome and he couldn’t stop blushing after that compliment.

• You are dressed up as Morticia Addams and Toshi is living for it.

• Call him mon cher in a sexy voice and he’ll cough out blood.

• You two are going to be Gomez and Morticia Addams together next year.

• Loves how you interact with some of the kids and compliment their costumes, thinks you’re so lovely. 

• You kiss him under the black rose mistletoe and he almost fainted.

• Midnight and Present Mic tease him about the red lipstick that’s on him and he rushes to the bathroom to wipe it off.

• You two decide to participate in the Haunted House for fun and began your adventure together.

• Toshi admires how creative the students got with their quirks when they did the attraction and compliments all of them.

• Thought using Bakugou’s explosion as the sound effect was cool but very jarring to his poor ears.

• Suddenly, he notices you aren’t behind him and begins nervously looking around for you.

• Wonders when he lost you or if you got distracted along the way.

• Starts getting more concerned when he doesn’t see anyone else around.

• Thinks you might have gotten hurt and is ready to head to the exit to call in a search party for you when he was making no progress.

• He then see’s a bloody Mina say in a creepy voice.

• “The Devil King has the fair maiden….you must rescue her…”

• Without fail, he continued on and ended up seeing you wrapped in tape courtesy of Sero while the Devil King Kirishima laughed wickedly.

• “I have captured the lovely woman and she will become my bride! And not even you Skeleton King can stop me!”

• Looks at you with a playful look in his eyes.

• “You have nothing to worry about my love! For I AM HERE!”

• With his best All Might voice he raced to you and scooped you into his arms.

• “Haha! Very clever Skeleton King! But you’ll have to get passed my minions first!”

• Sees more of Class 1-A in scary costumes but he continues playing the part of the hero and rescuing you away from these nefarious foes.

• The two of you made it back to the entrance and ended up laughing at the ridiculous stunt the students pulled on you two.

• Even though he retired as All Might, he was still the hero of your little adventure.

• However, you did reward Toshi with an extra special treat for rescuing you that night~
  

• Why of all the things did Nezu agree for the students to have a Haunted House attraction set up at UA?

• He sees them enough as it is, why can’t he catch a break?

• You come along for the ride to help and keep your husband company.

• Forces him to be more festive and wear a Halloween costume.

• He’s a mummy and you’re Cleopatra.

• The kids snicker when they see his getup and he’s not amused in the slightest.

• He does think you look beautiful in your costume though and is appreciative that you took the time out of your day to help him out.

• Gets mad at Mic when he mentions how gorgeous you are in the dress and Aizawa gets back at him with a fake spider.

• The students insist that he goes through the Haunted House as they were close to wrapping up ha and he’s reluctant to go until you offer to go with him as support.

• The two of you walk through the Haunted House as he’s mostly aggravated by the loud sounds and people.

• However, he does notice how the scares get to you and he puts an arm around your waist to ease you.

• Gets distracted when Bakugou starts a fight with Denki and scolds the two of them harshly.

• But he’s lost sight of you as you went on ahead.

• Starts going through the corn maze and hears a distant roar up ahead.

• Along with your screams of terror.

• “Shit.”

• Starts picking up the pace as he worries about what was going on or if one of the students possibly took it too far.

• Is ready to kick ass to keep you safe.

• Your curled up in a ball shaking and tearing up as Tokoyami looks ashamed.

• “I’m sorry sir. Dark Shadow got out of control and really terrified her.”

• Will talk to him about it later but wants to get you somewhere safe.

• Picks you up and takes you out one of the exits and rubs your back smoothly as he whispers words of assurances to you.

• Eventually, you become calm and apologize for ruining it.

• “There’s nothing to apologize for. Now, let’s get this place cleaned up so we can go home and sleep.”

• He held you very close to him that night.

• Why are you insistent on going to a Haunted House? The League of Villains is full of actual evil people!

• You want to go for fun and he starts wondering if you were Toga in disguise.

• Agrees to go to keep you safe and to make sure no horny pigs try to flirt with you.

• Doesn’t dress up because he’s not going to go looking like some clown.

• Although you tried to convince him that him being dressed up as the Grim Reaper would be super hot.

• He might dress up like one next year since you said that though.

• You dressed up as Harley Quinn and he can’t stop staring at your legs and ass.

• Wants to disintegrate that costume and have his way with you.

• As you’re both standing in line waiting, a guy in creepy Halloween costume started flirting with you.

• Tomura wanted to kill him but you turned down the man with your response.

• “Sorry but I’m happily taken with my boyfriend.”

• The guy looked miffed but walked away.

• Avoids eye contact and just sticks to being close at your side while you do most of the chatting with the ticket person.

• Keeps his arm wrapped around your shoulder with a pinky out.

• Gives everyone his death glare and some are too afraid to even try and scare him. 

• He did chuckle a few times when you got scared.

• However, the two of you were stopped by some guy that had a mask and  butcher knife with him.

• He mocked your boyfriend about his creepy appearance and how you would have a much better night with him.

• Tomura had enough of the guy and began choking him one hand against the wall.

• “(Y/N) is mine and mine alone!”

• With that, he turned to man to ash and that’s when he noticed you weren’t with him.

• With a groan of frustration he went on ahead looking for you. He was really starting to regret coming here now.

• Was getting kind of worried because he couldn’t find you.

• His hands start twitching and he’s about ready to crumble this place to pieces.

• Eventually, he heard the sound of a door slamming shut and he went out it.

• That’s when he saw his girlfriend holding the man in a headlock as he was gagging for air.

• You had a knife that Toga gave you as a birthday gift, up to his throat and threatening to slice him.

• Tomura noticed it was the same man that had flirted with you in line as you explained to him and his buddy from earlier were attempting to kidnap you.

• The friend was supposed to distract your boyfriend while you were going to be taken away from behind.

• Unfortunately, the two idiots didn’t know you were both members of the League of Villains so that backfired on them.

• Tomura witnessed as you killed the man as he begged for mercy, the leader was extremely giddy seeing his woman take down that chump with ease and no witnesses.

• The two of you went home to celebrate the rest of Halloween and for Tomura to show who you truly belonged to~

• Dabi thought it sounded like a huge waste of time.

• But when he hears up you’re going dressed up as a sexy nurse and want him to play the part of the Mad Doctor, he’s in.

• Because he wants you to do some roleplaying with him when you’re both finished.

• It takes everything he has in him to not peel off that outfit slowly when he first sees you in it.

• He does feel flattered when you comment on how handsome he looks as a doctor.

• Keeps you close to his side so no assholes try anything on you.

• Had a few people who really enjoyed his “makeup” to which he just shrugged and thanked them.

• Someone is dressed up as the flame hero Endeavour, which made Dabi very grumpy.

• To make Dabi laugh you use your telekinesis quirk to pull down the guys pants.

• It works, Dabi loses his shit and laughs like a maniac.

• The two of you began going through the Haunted House while making jokes all the way through it.

• One of the demons comes up to you.

• “Leave…”

• “Okay.”

• Dabi likes it whenever one of the jumpscares gets to you and he teases you for it.

• You both groaned when you realized you had to crawl through a wooden pathway and Dabi went in first to get it over with.

• It was a real pain to get through with his long doctor coat but he finally managed to make it through.

• He was waiting for you and called out your name but you didn’t respond.

• With a furrowed brows he kept calling your name over and over again but he still got no response.

• Starting to get worried, he was about to crawl in and see where you went when he heard your voice call his name.

• You explained to him that your top got stuck on one of the splinters and your shirt ended up getting ripped in the process.

• Dabi felt relieved that you were okay but brushed it off by whistling that you were planning on giving him a show early. 

• You snapped at him that other people were beginning to crawl through as well and asked to borrow his doctor coat.

• Being the best boyfriend he was, he gave you with white doctor trench coat to wear as you wrapped it around your torso.

• You thanked him for the coat and Dabi said with a wink.

• “You can thank me all you want to later babe.”

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.

Stories

1.Only Dumb For You -(Hockey player Bakugou X Fem cheerleader)

2.BigMommyMilkKnockers -(Pro Shoto X Fem Single Mom)

3. “The Question Isn’t Who Am I, It’s Where Am I.” (Scream Series Pt.1) - (Apart of my Kinktober 2021)

4. “I Want To Play A Game”, Second Part to GhostFace Series (Apart of my Kinktober 2021)

5. “What Do You Want! …To See What Your Insides Look Like”,Final Part to Ghostface Series (Apart of my Kinktober 2021)

6.New Year Fun (New Year Special)-  (Katsuki Bakugou x POC F. Reader)

7.Santa and His Helper- ( Switch Katsuki Bakugou x Switch POC F. Reader)

8.) The Thin Walls Started It!- (Hitoshi Shinsou x POC F! Reader x Kaminari Denki)

Headcanons

1.Cumming untouched/ slightly untouched -with Izuku, Katsuki, and Shoto x Fem Reader

2.How they would introduce anal play-With Izuku, Katsuki, Shoto, and Shinsou x Fem Reader

3.Their Favorite Places To Have Sex With You-With Izuku, Katsuki, and Shoto, and Sero x Fem POC Reader

Asks

1. It Takes Two- With Jirou x Fem Reader

2. Body Worship- Izuku x Fem Reader (apart of Kinktober 2021)

3. Too Dirty To Be A Hero- With Dabi X Fem Hybrid Bunny Quirk Reader

The third sidekicks of

BNHA X Avengers is Cap and Deku!

I can’t say no that these two really shares the same bravery and thier determination to stand up for others. Plus, they’re both related to each other in so many ways such as how they received their superpower and their personality from their role models.

(ig : @allieeecakes)

i just KNOW Bakugo’s the type of friend/boyfriend that just. will take no shit if youre neglecting your self care

my dude WILL shove u into the shower if you’re feeing bad and unmotivated-hell he’ll throw you in there fully clothed and turn the shower head on, and you’ll probably snap at him-ask him what the FUCK but he’ll just hand you the soap and say ‘you’re already in there. might as well get the job done’

and when you’re out of the shower, (reluctantly) cleaner and feeling more refreshed, he’ll have already prepped a light snack for you, probably kept it warm in the microwave right until he heard you turn the shower off, then threw it onto the living room table, pretending to be nonchalant-watching something dumb on TV

'had that shit laying around. eat it or it’ll just stay in the fridge and go bad’

he’s just. such a subtle fucker when it comes to taking care of you. and when you’re clean and fed and sleepily letting your head rest on his shoulder while you watch tv (one of your favorite shows-he says he just 'turned the tv on and it was there’)

only then will he smile, small and satisfied and wrap an arm around your back, scooping you up to take you to your bed so you can rest properly

Bakugo Katsuki. King of self care.