Kurogiri’s Been Collecting Everyone’s Empty Vapes That He Finds Around The LOV Hideout Into A Tube

These bitches fuckin gay to me

Shigaraki, perilously trying to tell you that an enemy’s quirk turned him into a cat.

You, too busy making up silly songs about the new cat you just found.

—

Spinner: “Where’s Shigaraki?”

You: “I dunno, but check out this cat.”

You, holding up Shigakitty.

You: “I’m calling him lil Stinky.”

—

You, petting Shigakitty on your lap.

Spinner: “I’m getting a little worried about how long Shigaraki’s been missing.”

Dabi: “He’s probably out pissing around some arcade. Who cares? Maybe I’ll step up and finally give this group a competent leader.”

Shigakitty, walking over to Dabi and swatting him on the head.

Dabi: “Ow-.”

Dabi, spraying him with water: “Bad lil Stinky.”

—

You, trying to feed him.

You: “This is premium canned tuna.”

Shigakitty, swatting it away.

You: “Hmm… maybe you prefer chicken instead?”

You turn around to get a different can and turn back seeing Shigakitty with a bag of Doritos in his mouth.

You: “Oh.”

—

Mr. Compress, walking into the room: “I just saw the most peculiar thing.”

You: “What?”

Mr. Compress: “I swear I saw lil Stinky trying to play on Shigaraki’s Nintendo Switch.”

Shigakitty, desperately trying to start Animal Crossing.

—

Twice and Toga, trying to teach Shigakitty to play fetch.

Shigakitty, sitting in place as toy mice fly by him, glaring.

Twice: “I don’t think he likes this.”

Toga: “Let’s try something else.”

Twice, opening up a bag of catnip.

You, walking in: “How’s lil Stinky doing?”

Shigakitty, rolling around on the floor, high as fuck.

—

You: “Wait until you meet our leader Shigaraki. I hope he lets me keep you. I think he might. It may be surprising, but he can actually be kind of sweet sometimes.”

Shigakitty purrs and curls up next to you and you both go to sleep.

The quirk wears off during the night.

You wake up, see Shigaraki in your bed, and scream.

Shigaraki sits up and sees he’s back to normal.

You: “Why are you in my bed?? Where’s my cat?!”

Shigaraki: “That was ME.”

You, gasping and poking his face: “Lil Stinky?”

Shigaraki: “Stop calling me that.”

You: “Sorry.”

Shigaraki: “So… You think I’m sweet?”

You, freezing: “I don’t recall.”

—

The league did not stop calling him lil Stinky for several weeks.

headcanons of dabi as your boyfriend! ⋆ ˚⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚⋆

pairing: dabi x you! content warning: he's better than your irl boyfriend!

dabi is always breaking into your house. doesn't matter if you give him a key, he'll give you a mini heart attack every time by showing up at midnight outside your balcony. he thinks it's romantic when he's waiting on the other side of the glass for you, drawing hearts on the window that's fogged up from the cold outside. claims he lost the key (he knows exactly where it is) just so he can scare you by popping up in your room at the most random times. you'll go to sleep at night alone and wake up the next morning to him snoring on the pillow beside you with his greedy hands around your waist

he has you wear a necklace with his initial on it. he thinks you look so pretty with that shiny & silver 'd' wrapped around your neck. the chain is thin and delicate so you can wear it everyday with ease. he loves watching you from afar when you're unsuspecting. you have no idea he's standing just a few feet away from you while you check out your groceries, but he's watching you happily. he's satisfied knowing you're wearing the necklace even when he isn't around—just like you promised you would.

he knows the best abandoned spots ever. he'll take you on dates to the rooftops of buildings all the time. you loved the clear view of the sky and stars from being up so high, and he loved the way your hair blew and whipped around in the wind.

he has a secret playlist of songs that remind him of you. they're mainly filled with songs he'd snuck in from your playlist. he always says your music taste is trash and that you had no idea what real music was. but as you're driving (this man does not know how to drive a vehicle without committing a felony) he'll be tilting his phone away from you in the driver seat and adding the songs to his "my lady" playlist.

secretly a softie for cuddles. he'll always groan and grumble under his breath about how he's only cuddling you because he knows you like them, but inside he's so happy to just wrap his arms around you and spend quality time with you after a long day. he's fallen asleep many times like this. you'll be watching some old horror movie on the couch with him, running your fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp, and at some point you'll realize he stopped teasing you whenever a jump scare came on—and then you'll realize he's drooling all over you and sleeping like a big baby.

Ochako saved Toga the only way she knew how.

Deku saved Tomura the only way he knew how...?😅

LOVE MARKS MHA

I'm doing little scenarios for now until my short stories are ready.

They go straight for neck, a nice mark for others to see: Gang Orca, Stain, Nine, SHIGARAKI, Twice, Natsuo Todoroki.

These ones are a bit more modest and keep it to the shoulders and chest hidden away from public view: Shinso, Kirishima, Toshinori Yagi, Nighteye, Chronostasis, Yokumiru Mera.

They want to make sure you feel the love mark, even if it is hidden from public view: Shoto Todoroki, Present Mic, Edgeshot, Fatgum, Mr. Compress, Overhaul.

They give zero f*cks and wants them everywhere on you: BAKUGO, Aizawa, HAWKS, Mummy.

Dabi and Toga arguing.

Mr. Compress: “Why are you two bickering?”

Toga: “He called me a leach.”

Dabi: “Because you called me beef jerky.”

Toga: “Because you called me a mosquito.”

Dabi: “Because you called me a burnt pepperoni.”

Toga: “Because you called me a bed bug.”

Mr. Compress, watching them endlessly go back and forth.

—

Shigaraki: “Where are Dabi and Toga?”

Mr. Compress: “I put them in the get-along marble.”

Kurogiri’s been collecting everyone’s empty vapes that he finds around the LOV hideout into a tube sock to wallop everyone with later for vaping

👉 I CAN'T CHOOSE ONE, I WANT THEM ALL! 😎👌🔥

teensy little shigadabi drabble <3 enjoyyy suggestive/nsfw / minors dni

"just come here," tomura's hands meet your hips, effectively stopping you from moving any further away. before you can fight it, he has you straddled atop his thigh while he's seated at his desk-- league running on idle in front of him.

you're not happy. you only asked him to take the trash out-- his designated chore for the week-- and he's pitching this little fit instead of actually doing it. by fit, he's got you trapped on his thigh, hands tight on your hips and waist and those stupid puppy dog eyes that he knows works on you.

"just sit," he mumbles, his fingers dipping into the waistband on your shorts to trace the bare skin underneath. a free hand moves to his keyboard and his eyes dare to leave yours so he can stare at the gameplay in front of him. when you shift to move off of him, his grip gets tighter.

"tomura," your voice is a low warning. you're irritated, he knows it. his thigh tenses underneath youand your eyes dart down to the muscle between your legs with a slight look of incredulousness. "seriously?"

tomura pulls a face. "humor me, babe," he mirrors your tone in mocking and moves you along the flexed muscle ever so slightly.

oh.

the movement sends a ripple of heat throughout your body. from the looks of it, tomura is aware of it too. the corner of his mouth lifts ever so slightly with a smug little smirk and you fight the urge to smack him.

"loosen up," tomura murmurs in your ear. his fingers dig into the side of your hip as he continues to move you in the slowest, languid pace on top of him. "i'll take the trash out after."

your hands meet his shoulders and you fight the urge to clamp your thighs around him. a sharp exhale leaves your mouth when he presses up against you. "promise?"

the smirk widens. tomura continues to click into his game, his eyes flicking between your conflicted expression and the ranked match in front of him. he leans back into his gaming chair and his fingers tap against the skin of your waist and you can't help how your eyes roll in response.

he continues to keep you at this pace. slow and lazy, letting the heat build in your lower stomach as your hips rock on top of his leg. his hand moves from your hip to your thigh every so often, but he's in clear control of the pace.

at some point, your hips jerk and rut, feeling uncomfortable with the slow build and tomura clicks his tongue at you. "this is a ranked match, babe."

"fuck off," you quip in response. tomura lets out chuckle and his grip loosens, effectively letting you set the pace you want. his hand settles on your waist, his thumb runs idle shapes into your skin as you rock yourself against his thigh with more deliberate motions.

his smirk morphs into a feral grin the longer he watches you lose yourself. was he actually going to take the trash out after you've finished? not orignally, but you look so pretty with a flushed pout on your lips and your eyebrows furrowing the more you work yourself on getting off just using his thigh.

your brain is so fuzzy and foggy you barely acknowlege the door opening and footsteps approaching from the side. all you feel is a hand snaking into your hair and tugging your head upwards, forcing your gaze to meet a certain blue eyed individual.

dabi is clearly amused. the corner of his mouth is curled with a smirk, his fingers tighten their grip in your hair as your hips continue to rock against tomura's thigh. "enjoying yourself, sweetheart?"

your movements stutter, almost embarrassed in a way. tomura's hand immediately moves to keep your pace steady and dabi chuckles, lowering his head down to yours. his lips ghost over yours, teasing with a kiss that your parted lips desperately want.

"don't stop on my account," dabi's eyebrow lifts a bit in a taunt. tomura continues to play his game, but he's also amused in a way as well. "show me you can get off using the loser's thigh, yeah?"

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