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୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ - knight! percy jackson and princess! reader, I’ll never tire of them <3
“lemonade? scone?”
“I should not.”
a look of trepidation fills your expression. you bite down on your bottom lip and pour yourself a cup of lemonade.
“it is not fair,” you begin, shaking your head. “that my father loathes you so much. you do too much for the palace.”
percy sighs understandingly. “I know. but it’s fine. I am merely a server.”
you frown as you take your cup to your mouth, taking a small sip— you feel to terrible to take a larger sip knowing that percy will have to watch as you eat while he cannot under the king’s orders.
not fair.
“sit at least.”
he chuckles at this. “that I certainly cannot do; quite physically impossible.”
his shiny armor prevents him from any real comfort. it was worth a try at least. you take his metal-veiled hand into yours with a pout.
“will you find yourself to my bedroom tonight?”
“without uncertainty.”
your lips break a smile at last. your eyes find percy’s; a pair of shimmering sea green you’d recognize through anything and everything.
“thank you,” you whisper before turning back to the blueberry scone on your plate, picking small portions at a time to eat. “a piece?” you hold a bit to percy.
he thinks for a moment, though ultimately decides to take the portion and eat it. “this is good. I assume made by your hands?”
your gaze falls to his metal hand holding your nimble one. “they are. I also made strawberry, but those didn’t come out as good.”
“I’ll sneak a try later on.” percy sends you an utmost gentle smile that makes your heart ache in your chest.
how you wish your father would approve of him…
“I’ll bring a plate to my bedroom. though my bed is not a dining table, you left crumbs last time.”
“apologies, my dearest.” he takes the back of your hand to his mouth, lingering. “I’ll be cautious next time.”
“I doubt it.”
“you’re correct.”
you roll your eyes. “that’s fine, I’ll eat the scones myself.”
“I’ll eat off the floor, from your cupped palms even!”
“like a canine? I expect to see it.”
you brush off your hands using your cloth before standing. you reach up using your tippy-toes, pressing a kiss to percy’s cheek with a silly grin.
“be in my room by the eighth hour and my bed is yours to dine on.”
challenge accepted.
Bakugo has some strange habits, and one of the most strict ones is his sleeping schedule. He’s always followed it—ever since early middle school, all through high school, and now as a pro hero in adulthood. The boy always falls asleep at exactly 8:00 p.m.
Now, it’s not like he’s that controlling, but being in a relationship with him means you kind of have to follow it too (in one way or another). You’ve learned to adjust. The thing is, he can’t sleep without you. So, most nights, you’re home with him because he needs you there for that routine to work.
He does a lot for you, too. He pays all the bills, so you don’t have to work a day in your life. He cooks dinner when he can, and when he can’t, he meal preps because of his OCD—everything has to be a specific way.
During the day, while he’s out on patrol, those are your hours to go out and do whatever you please. But when he comes home—usually around 5:00 p.m. if he’s lucky—he’ll eat the dinner he prepped earlier in the week, shower, and then it’s time to start the cuddles around 6:30. It’s his way of winding down and preparing to sleep properly, and he’s not shy about how much he expects it. Sometimes, he can be pretty bratty about the whole thing.
— YOUR EX SHOWS UP AT A PARTY
choose your fighter ; sakura haruka, kaji ren, hayato suo, umemiya hajime, togame jo
c: fluff, slightly suggestive content, all characters 18+ implied
SAKURA HARUKA —
sakura straightens up considerably as you squeeze yourself into the last remaining bit of space left on the couch—which happens to be directly beside him. he looks between your flush thighs and innocent face several times, brows knit together as he stares at you in confusion.
you roll your eyes at the slight dusting of pink caressing his cheekbones before nodding toward where your ex is currently standing across the room. an annoyed sound makes its way up sakura’s throat as his eyes narrow, and he mutters something under his breath before unceremoniously grabbing your hand and lacing your fingers together.
a visible shudder wracks through him as you lean your head on his shoulder, and you briefly consider letting your lips draw near his jaw—but the cups and cans sitting dangerously close to where one of his feet rests propped up on the coffee table beg otherwise.
“can I just punch him?” he exhales lowly through gritted teeth.
your nose feathers against the side of his neck, and he sputters and chokes.
“i think this will be far more effective,” you laugh.
KAJI REN —
“i’ll trade you for a mint.”
kaji levels you with an unimpressed look as he continues to peel off the wrapper to the lollipop clutched between his fingers, making a show of popping the small red ball into his mouth while you continue to wiggle the green and white striped candy in his direction.
“no thanks,” he replies, teeth clinking against the lollipop.
peeling yourself up off of the couch with a huff, you nudge his foot before getting up to go and find something to drink. in turn, he hooks his ankle on yours and nearly trips you, but he’s already turned away and talking to hiragi when you whip back around to glare at him.
shortly after, you find yourself clutching a plastic cup in the kitchen trying to avoid the newly-arrived presence of your ex in the living room. you nearly jump at the feeling of a hand grasping your shoulder and spinning you around, a warm body gently easing you back against the counter.
out of the corner of your eye, you can see your ex striding toward the fridge. but kaji’s hand cups the side of your face as he turns your head back to meet his gaze.
he doesn’t say anything as his thumb feathers over your bottom lip, stopping in the middle and applying just enough pressure to beckon them to part. you swear you hear someone call out your name, but you’re too distracted by the way kaji pulls the lollipop out of his mouth and slides it into yours.
SUO HAYATO —
“truth or dare?”
the crowd gathered around the fire pit in the backyard laughs as nirei nervously downs half of his drink in one gulp while kiryu mulls over what scandalous truth he’s going to make him spill. ten minutes ago, you were rolling your eyes and laughing, too, when tsugeura drunkenly suggested the game in the first place. but now all you can focus on is the last face you want to see sitting across from you in the glow of the flames.
a shoulder knocks into yours eventually, and suo’s mouth hovers hear the shell of your ear as he leans in close from where he’s sitting beside you in the grass and murmurs, “i dare you to stop looking over at him every two seconds.”
you let out a quiet, undignified noise and try to ignore the shiver that runs down your spine at the feeling of his warm breath against the side of your neck. and then his voice is a little louder for everyone to hear as you belatedly realize it’s now his turn when he looks at you and asks, “truth or dare?”
there’s a challenge in his eyes, a spark that has nothing to do with the dancing flames reflecting in his pupils.
“dare,” you breathe out, well aware of the weight of your ex’s stare.
suo smiles, tilting his head to the side slightly. “kiss me.”
it’s tentative at first, the way you press a soft, careful kiss against your friend’s lips, lingering for a beat before slowing beginning to pull away. he lets out an amused sound as his hand slides up to cup the back of your head, and he murmurs, “look at me,” before bringing his mouth back to yours.
UMEMIYA HAJIME —
leave it to your ex to ruin one of your favorite songs, you think bitterly to yourself as couples and groups of people dance in the grass illuminated under the glow of string lights. there’s a girl laughing and giggling as he tugs her into his arms, moving to the steady beat pouring out of the bluetooth speaker propped up nearby.
“may i have this dance?”
glancing up, you meet a familiar pair of eyes—ones that shouldn’t set your heart racing the way they always do, not when they belong to your brother’s best friend. umemiya’s hair is loose and messy, his expression soft as he holds a hand out to you.
“i can’t dance,” you mutter as he tugs you out into the grass.
“me either,” he shrugs, eyes glittering with amusement while he puts his arms around you. “but i’m pretty sure you love this song.”
your heart does a somersault.
it’s embarrassing, the way your legs threaten to give out beneath you at the feeling of his warm palms against your hips through the light fabric of your sundress. (it’s embarrassing, how long you’ve been in love with him.)
“did you see who’s here?” you ask, trying to keep your voice steady.
“there’s only one thing i’m looking at right now,” umemiya smiles, not missing a beat when you stumble and he steadies you by pulling you closer.
TOGAME JO —
water drips down your chin as you repeatedly glance up and down between your soaked front and togame, who’s currently standing in front of you with his arms crossed and a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. the yellow scrap of rubber lying in the grass is the only evidence that remains of the water balloon that came careening in your direction moments ago.
“i’m wearing a white shirt,” you deadpan, slowly pulling at the dripping, nearly translucent material now clinging to your front.
“shame,” he nods, though he doesn’t look even the least bit sorry as he shrugs off his shishitoren jacket and holds it out to you.
you bite your lip to control your urge to inhale the warm, spicy scent that clings to the material. there’s something you can’t quite read in togame’s expression as he watches you, going still as you slide your arms into the sleeves.
“you look good in yellow,” he murmurs, shoulder brushing yours as he goes to walk past you, heading toward where someone is calling his name. “and by the way, your ex is here.”
Being in a situationship with Iwaizumi where he is fully convinced you two have been dating. You and Iwa had been in what you would call an exclusive talking stage for over a month now. Your friends always teased you for how cute and clueless you and your "boyfriend" were. You hated reminding them that technically you and Iwaizumi weren't together officially. There was no labels, you two just went on dates and talked (which is basically dating but you still wanted your man to ask you to be his) You were going to finally confront Iwaizumi about where you two stood when he picked you up from work. You were slightly nervous to hear his response. What if he didn't see you as relationship worthy? You didn't think Iwa was someone who dated around to waste time, but with this generation of guys you never know. You walk up to where he's standing outside of your workplace to see him chatting to someone on his phone. You walk up to him and mouth a little hi as you wait for him to finish his phone call. Your face flushes as you hear Iwa tell the other person on the line hurriedly "I'll take to you later Shittykawa, my girlfriend just got out of work." He hangs up the phone without waiting for his friend's response, but you still hear an indignant "Hey!" before the line cuts out. Iwa wraps his arms around your waist and kisses you softly, only pulling away to excuse himself for being on the phone. Your face flushes harder as you weakly ask him "Since when?" He confusedly states "Well he called me like ten minutes before I got he-" You cut him off to clarify "Since when have I been your girlfriend?" He looks utterly lost as he processes your words. Were you not his girlfriend? "Since our first date?" You shake your head slightly and remind him "You never asked me to be your girlfriend on our first official date." He looks even more wrecked as he asks "I was supposed to ask?" I guess your friends were right, you two are clueless.
౨౿ random bf! bakugou katsuki headcanons (part 2) ⸻ bakugou katsuki x gender neutral! reader
contains ! fluff
notes ! i'm back .. school's been kicking my ass </3
we all know he's a good cook... so he will always learn to make your favorite meals
very observant of you, from the words you mutter to the actions you do
he also has a great memory, too, like you were on a date with him at the mall and you kept looking at a necklace that caught your eye, then on the drive home he suddenly gave you that specific necklace...?!?!
he would never ever ever ever EVER cheat on YOU. like cheating fics piss me off.. he is very loyal, he doesn't give you mixed signals, he loves you and ONLY you. why the hell would he bother looking at other people when he has you?!??!
arguments, like serious ones, are rare for the both of you. sure, you both bicker here and there but if ever you both really argue, he refuses to let you sleep without making up
i think he'd be an acts of service kinda guy because i think he believes that actions speak louder than words. thus he doesn't say "i love you" most of the time, but you know he does because of his actions towards you.
i like to think that you're his passenger princess, and he doesn't let anyone sit on the passenger seat of his car 😁 you have more things in his glovebox than he does LOL
bf zayne headcanons ♡︎
suggestive if you squint
- always kisses your head and cheek when he sees you
- loves when youre holding his arm
- constantly checks on you throughout the day
- at the end of every shift he always wants to hear from you, he either calls you or asks to meet up if possible
- very protective of you
- a cuddler! before bed he wants you in his arms, his arms wrapped around you, and you’re just laying on him, blanket covering you two.
- always looks you in the eyes when talking which makes you nervous
- he takes yalls relationship very seriously
- when you get upset with him at some of the things he says he takes a mental note and never makes the same mistake
- doesn’t hestitate to apologize when hes in the wrong
- when you’re angry with him, his chest feels closed up and needs you to look at him or talk to him and wants to talk things out as soon as possible
- he admires you when youre distracted
- he pats your head when he feels soft for you
- when hugging you, he always places a gentle kiss under your ear
- when hes had a rough day at work, his hugs tend to be longer, and tighter.
- blushes when you pull his ear or pinch his cheek.
- sometimes you cup his face with both hands to admire him, his face heats up but he doesn’t loose eye contact
- when he comes over he always brings fruits of your favorites
- his hands are always cold and the warmth of your hands when holding his makes him feel fuzzy.
- youre always on his mind when working
- has a pic of you in his wallet and smiles to himself when he sees it everytime he opens his wallet
- pinches your cheek when you tease him
- you gave him a pin, and he wears it everyday to work
- he calls you dear, honey, my love, my star.
- he gave you a promise ring, and treats it like a wedding ring
- likes to clean off your makeup for you esp after you had a long day
- on date nights, he always puts your heels on for you, and lightly kisses your thigh
- gets jealous, if he notices someone stare at you, hes gna kiss your forehead lightly to let the person know you belong to someone, and youre just confused on why he randomly did that
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authors note: been a heavy zayne girl these past two days.. sorry sylus 😓
©sylusdoll 2024
girl dad!zayne is a head turner whenever he attends his daughter's school events. people drool at the sight of him, honeyed smile flashing as his daughter runs to him, arms flexing through his shirt when he picks her up. they almost build up the courage to approach him, but they catch a glimpse of the gold wrapped around his ring finger and settle on admiring from afar. others who still try to make a move on him are shot down immediately when he pulls you into a sweet kiss, chuckling against your lips as your daughter gags jokingly. he plants a kiss on her temple before wrapping his free arm around your waist as he guides you both to his (very expensive) car.
andy speaks: just sylus and princess treatment or queen whatever works out .. im inlove w him
sylus who leans down when you say something. he brings his head down after a hum. you can feel the warmth of his cheek brushing against the skin in your neck.
sylus whose hand swiftly covers the corner of the table when you bend down to pick up a fork you clumsily dropped. although, most times you wouldn't even get a chance to pick it up. with a flick of his hand, your fork is back on the table. courtesy of the black wispy tendrils that caught it before it hit the ground.
sylus who has a palm over your thigh whenever you guys are at a theater. you dragged him to watch an opera or ballet and he, of course, agreed. his thumb smoothing over the skin of your inner thigh.
sylus who cooks breakfast for the two of you. a small smile graces his oh so handsome face when he sees you shuffle from the bedroom wearing his shirt from the night before. his grin widening the moment your arms encases his waist.
sylus who places a hand on the small of your back. he does this often when he walks you through crowded places or just standing next to you.
sylus who always opens doors for you. the car door? careful, sweetie. he’ll remind while guiding your head so you don’t bump it. in a cafe? don’t even think about touching the door handle. he’ll open it for you, just kiss his cheek when you walk in.
sylus who kneels down to fix the straps of your heels or to lace up the laces of your shoes. it doesn’t matter if someone sees him, the big bad scary leader of onichynus, on his knees fixing someone's shoes. he wouldn’t mind dirtying his pants that must’ve cost thousands just for you.
sylus who grabs your chin with his thumb and index finger, pulling you close to him. he does this when he wants to steal a kiss or when he whispers affirmations of his love.
Crédits artist @ng_a10
𐙚 ⋮ᴀᴄᴛ ɪ ꒱ ‧₊˚
⋮ ♯; ⤷ KATSUKI BAKUGO headcanons .ᐟ
⋆˚࿔ what would he be like as your boyfriend?
⊱ ────── {⋆❉⋆} ────── ⊰
⌗ he won’t admit it, but he always keeps an eye on you. if he thinks someone is bothering you, his first instinct is to throw hands, but he reins it in (most of the time) ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ this man is ride or die for you. the second he’s in a relationship, you’re his and he’s yours—no one else exists in his mind ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ he’s not the biggest fan of PDA, but in private? he’s all over you. loves holding you in a way that makes you feel his warmth, whether it’s spooning you from behind or resting a hand on your waist absentmindedly ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ he’s a doer. if you’re feeling down, he’ll yell at you to take care of yourself, but when you’re genuinely sick and he can’t just fix it? he gets frustrated and sulky, pacing around the room while forcing you to drink water like it’s a life-or-death situation. he’ll even let you rest your head on his lap while pretending he totally doesn’t enjoy it ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ before dating, he never thought much about sleep. but after? if you’re not in bed with him, he tosses and turns all night. if he’s away on missions, he hates it because no matter how exhausted he is, sleep just doesn’t hit the same. if you ever find out, he will deny it to his grave ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ he doesn’t go for the usual “words of affirmation” or “acts of service.” instead, his love language is teaching you things. whether it’s self-defense, cooking, or fixing something, if he’s taking the time to teach you his skills, it means he trusts you enough to know what he knows ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ you could be doing the most mundane thing—reading, scrolling on your phone, folding laundry—and he’ll just watch you without realizing it. if you catch him, he’ll grumble and look away, but he was totally zoning out admiring you ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ you wouldn’t expect it, but one day, you’re struggling with a messy ponytail, and he just sighs and fixes it perfectly. turns out, he used to help his mom tie up her hair when he was a kid. he still acts like it’s no big deal, but if you ask him to do it again, he secretly loves it ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ his hands are constantly moving—tapping on the table, against his leg, drumming on random surfaces. but if he’s thinking about you specifically, his fingers will start mimicking the rhythm of your heartbeat (which he totally memorized without realizing) ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ he notices the tiny things. the way you always stretch before standing up, how you hum before you fall asleep, the specific way you take your coffee. if you ever forget something in your routine, he’ll absentmindedly remind you before realizing damn, I really memorized that, huh? ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ that dumb doodle you left on his notes? tucked in his wallet. the random trinket you gave him from a vending machine? sitting on his nightstand. he acts like he doesn’t care, but he never throws away anything that reminds him of you ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ it doesn’t matter if you can lift a building, he is carrying the groceries, the luggage, and anything remotely heavy. you could be a pro hero, and he’d still be like, “shut up and let me do it.” ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ mitsuki loves you, but she also loves embarrassing her son. she’ll tease him about how whipped he is, telling you embarrassing childhood stories while bakugo fumes in the background. secretly, he’s glad she likes you, but he’ll never say it out loud ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ everyone knows bakugo laughs in that aggressive, cocky way. but when he’s with you? sometimes, he lets out a real, genuine, soft laugh that no one else gets to hear. if you ever mention it, he’ll turn bright red and tell you to shut up ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ who can fold laundry faster? who can chop vegetables better? who can get into bed first? he turns everything into a competition, and if you beat him? he’ll sulk for five minutes before demanding a rematch ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
⌗ he won’t gush about you outright, but if you do something impressive? his friends will hear about it. “yeah, so what if they did that? they’re badass. of course they pulled it off.” he plays it cool, but everyone knows he’s beyond proud of you. if anyone even slightly doubts your abilities, he’ll shut them down instantly ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
“do you think we’re soulmates?”
“i don’t believe in that shit.” katsuki’s hand tangles in your messy hair sprawled against the pillow he fought you over and ultimately gave to you with a small roll of his eyes.
you huff against his chest, frowning at his words. “you don’t think we were meant to be?”
“hell no.” he grins almost a little mockingly
“why not..?” you mutter, thankful your face is out of his sight because your disappointed expression is really quite laughable.
it’s silent for a long moment, and in the dark room, you assume he fell asleep. you sigh, cautiously readjusting your position to be more comfortable as you shut your eyes, ready to sleep.
that is until his hand drops from your hair onto your arm, rubbing small circles. “i don’t think i’m meant to be with anyone.” he whispers, staring up at his ceiling, still covered in glow in the dark stars from when he was a kid. “i think i just got lucky.”
you keep your eyes closed, half asleep as you respond immediately, “well, i don’t believe in luck. everything happens for a reason, suki.”
“that’s your prerogative, i guess.” he hums, his motions slowing down against your arm, resting there lazily.
“mm,” you wrap your arms around his torso, your cheek smushing against his chest.
another long moment passes, and katsuki’s still staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.
“you asleep?” he murmurs, careful not to wake you if you are.
“no, baby.”
he nods to himself, leaning down to plant a kiss on your head. “okay. i love you. thank you.” he whispers before resting back on his bed and shutting his eyes.
“thank you for what?” you reply, smiling softly at his affection.
he shrugs lightly before sleep takes over him, his arms engulfed around you without another word.
you and katsuki weren’t dating or anything, but it didn’t seem like the two of you were just friends either. maybe a secret third thing?
now that you think about it, you and katsuki were unusually close. but you’ve always just thought it was casual, right? just friendly things that friends do?
like, he’ll always find a way to touch you. if the two of you are walking through a crowded hallway at school, you’ll feel his hand resting on your back, just to keep you close as the crowd pushes through.
or sometimes, when the class goes on a field trip, he makes sure he gets to sit next to you.
you’ll immediately feel the warmth of his thigh pressing against yours as he plops down in the seat next to you, your shoulder brushing against each others.
“here,” katsuki says, shoving a protein bar into your hands. “i know ya’ didn’t eat anything yet, idiot.”
“thanks katsuki, how’d you know?” you ask him, opening it up.
he shrugs. “‘cause i pay attention. no big deal.”
you hummed in response as you gazed at the two of your legs still touching. katsuki didn’t seem to mind it at all. there was just something so domestic about it all. even when sometimes you’d lay your head on his shoulder, on purpose just to mess with him, it wouldn’t work because he always let you.
you and katsuki were laying on the couch in the common area together, and you suddenly decided to lean back on him, your back to his chest.
you expected for him to at least give you some attitude, since he never lets anyone touch him. you know he hates it. weirdly enough, he didn’t say anything. in fact, you felt him shift closer to you, getting comfortable.
“aw, you’re really not gonna push me away? thought you hated people touching you?”
he snaps, “whatever,” before draping his arm around your shoulder, pulling you even closer.
everyone knows bakugou doesn’t have many people he would consider his friend. maybe except one person.
kirishima had been noticing how different his best friend had been acting, and he just had to bring it up.
“leave me alone, shitty hair”
“dude, you spend almost all of your time with her!”
“your point?”
“you like her.”
katsuki scoffs, “shut the hell up.”
“just saying, man.” kirishima nudges him, “its funny”
katsuki glared at him. “what’s fucking funny?”
kirishima gave him a look. “the way you act like it isn’t a thing.”
“you’re fucking annoying.”
“maybe. but im right, huh?” he teases.
he doesn’t answer right away, instead, he hesitates and scoffs.
“that wasnt a no.” kirishima smiles at him.
“i said, leave me alone.” katsuki says before storming off.
the next day, it was rainy after school, and of course katsuki was waiting for you by the doors with an umbrella so the two of you could walk back to the dorms.
his face softens when he sees you, and he grabs your bag, tossing it over his shoulder like he always does, before opening the umbrella waiting for you to step under it.
“took ya’ long enough,” he says as you two begin walking in the rain. “thought i was gonna be here waitin’ all day”
“you waited for me?”
“duh. knew you wouldn’t have an umbrella.” he shifts closer to you naturally, “and i always walk you back to your dorm don’t i?”
“yeah, but, dunno, it’s just kinda sweet.” you say softly.
he scoffs, “like i was gonna leave your dumbass.”
you nod and feel your heart jump at his words. was this casual? the thought of this possibly being something more had been eating at you all week, and you just had to speak up.
“y’know, people think we’re dating.”
he looks down at you, then grumbles, “so what?”
“what, you dont care? you’re not gonna.. i dunno, deny it?” you ask, gazing at him.
he just kind of pauses and shrugs, and you swear you notice a slight blush on his cheeks. “let ‘em think whatever they want.”
you blinked in surprise. really? was that it? no argument? before you could make any sense of it, or say anything back, he just grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours, the touch unexpected, but so so familiar.
you didn’t end up saying anything else, and neither did he. the two of you just continued walking, hand in hand.
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- completely inspired by this post!
izuku who is so attractive when he explains things to you
“‘zuku, can you come here for a second?” you called over your boyfriend without looking over, hyper-focused on your homework.
a math problem didn’t make sense, not even momo could understand it, and she was one of the smartest people in your class. eventually, she gave up and decided she would ask the teacher how to solve it tomorrow. but you didn’t give up, and you wanted to understand how to solve the question. maybe it would be helpful in the future.
you sat on a chair at a four-person table, bouncing your leg and leaning your head against your hand. finally, izuku came over and smiled, then sat next to you.
“yeah? what do you need?” he exclaimed, ready to help with whatever he could.
he was always so eager to be useful to you, wanting to do anything to please you. you tried hard to not crumble around him, but the way he always seemed to keep a smile on his face even when you were sad, always brought you up.
you glanced at him, staring into his green eyes and his disheveled, soft hair. you mumbled, “i’m having a hard time with this problem, it just doesn’t make sense to me. if you understand it, do you mind explaining it to me?”
he nodded and stated, “of course! so first,” he began to explain everything, pointing at certain numbers and symbols, and writing steps on a separate sheet of paper.
the green-haired boy began to explain concepts you didn’t understand, trying to keep it as simple as possible. you attempted to pay attention to him and his words, you really did, but of course, failed. how were you supposed to focus on the problem when he looked so attractive?
his freckles peppered all over his face gleamed in the moonlight, making him appear more angelic than he already was. the way his biceps flexed every so often, and his scars were so out in the open, was a silent reminder of how much he’s gone through. sometimes he would voice his insecurities, about how he never liked the scars he gained from fights, but you would reassure him that they’re beautiful. they sure as hell looked great on him.
his hair was extra soft today, which you knew from playing with his hair when you slept together in your room. his shirt was a little loose on his body, and he wore grey sweatpants which he knew drove you crazy. you lay one of your legs on his and scooted your chair closer to his, emitting a soft gasp from his lips. he looked at you with sweet puppy eyes, his bottom lip sticking out a bit more, forming his lips into a pout.
“keep going, baby,” you mumbled words of encouragement, rubbing his back as he stuttered then continued explaining.
but izuku felt your eyes on his the whole time, which made him more nervous. you most likely didn’t notice his stuttering or shivers because you were too focused on his face and arms rather than what he was saying. he couldn’t take it anymore, he was too embarrassed, and became flushed whenever you looked at him for so long. who knew what you were thinking about him?
he turned to you and immediately recognized your eyes on his, sultry and a small grin on your face. he glanced away, feeling himself get warmer by the second. he asked, “why ‘re you looking at me like that?”
you apologized, “‘m sorry baby, you just look too good today. don’t know what happened, but i just wanna eat you up!”
you giggled then grabbed his face with your hands, placing them on his soft cheeks. he gasped and leaned into you, knowing he wanted a kiss as much as you did. god, he was so inexperienced, he never knew where to put his hands, so he just gripped the fabric of his sweatpants.
eventually, you leaned even closer to him, wanting to be as close as possible, until your chests were touching. he whimpered, feeling your soft breasts against his chest. he gently rubbed your back, nervous for one of your classmates to walk in and catch you.
suddenly, a loud, booming voice shouted, “get a room! i don’t want to see you two sucking face at eleven at night!”
your boyfriend yelped and appeared scared, before apologizing and rubbing his neck, still rubbing your hip with one hand, “s-sorry kacchan! we didn’t mean to—“
the blonde quickly interrupted him and pointed a finger, “shut it, nerd! i’m just trying to walk through this room when—“
“dude, come on! we’re trying to sleep, you’re waking everyone up!” another voice stepped in, eijiro, who smiled at the two of you and waved.
katsuki began to argue with the redhead, so you grabbed the papers from the homework and held onto izuku’s hand, who blushed at the touch. once the two of you retreated to your dorm, you worshipped him and his looks to another level.
AHHH first izuku writing i love him so much!! he’s so cute, i hope you guys like this ones!! reqs are open for him btw
kei mf tsukishima.
You’re sat on Kei’s lap.
Your arms are linked around his neck. His big hands glide along your body, trying to grab and feel whatever he could.
His lips and yours meet in a messy kiss. Teeth clashing, saliva exchanging, tongues dancing. His lips were a little chapped but yours were so soft and sweet. Remnants of your flavored chapstick lacing your lips as he kisses it off.
He was so addicted, always chasing back for more. He groans when you move a little to adjust yourself, his hands gripping your hips.
“Shit.” He mumbles.
Then he’s back to it.
Yet with more passion, you’re shuddering under his touch, his kisses, the way his tongue feels against yours.
His glasses were fogged, slightly lopsided. Occasionally he’d push them up but now.
He rips away from you, confusing you. Both of your lips are plump and red, panting. He grabs his glasses, throwing them on the couch.
“Kei be careful you can break them-” He cuts you off with his lips, his tongue finding its home in your mouth once again. You whine in his mouth and he grins.
“They were in the way.” He says against your lips, biting your bottom lip. A moan leaves you and his tongue swipes along the bite to try and soothe it.
“Just focus on this alright?” He says hushed.
His hand coming up behind your neck, pulling you into him as if you guys could get any closer.
౨ৎ lot of pretty boys, lot of funny business
౨ৎ 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 — percy has missed you, and dang wait to show you just how much
౨ৎ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 — just a little bit freaky nothing explicit
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“angel,” percy crooned, slipping behind you and slipping his arms around your waist. you melted into his warmth, head lolling back between his muscled pecs.
“hey, babe,” you hummed, smiling at the feel of your boyfriend holding you in his arms.
“i missed you, gorgeous,” he said, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your cheek, “missed your face, your lips,” he held you closer, trailing kisses along your jawline. suckling on the spot just bellow your ear. “your voice,” a small gasp escaped your lips.
“percy, we’re in public,” you sighed, but you couldn’t help but curl closer into him, tilting your head allowing him more aces to your neck.
“so…” he said, his hands tightening on your hips, rubbing circles along your hip bones. “i need you, angel,” he groaned, “haven’t seen you in so long,”
“it’s only been two days, percy,” you laughed, but percy growled quietly, tugging you closer. his hands slipping down your thighs.
“have you not missed me?” he questioned, lips on your neck, “did my gorgeous girl not need me while i was gone?”
“percy,” you sighed, “of course i did, i always miss you,” you replied, turning in his arms so that you could face him, leaning up and wrapping your arms around his neck. percy grinned at you, that charming smile that made your knees weaken.
“then love me, angel,” he pleaded, slipping his hands beneath your thighs and cocking them up so that they wrapped around his hips. he was so strong. effortlessly so. the way he could easily support your weight as though it were nothing and still hold that gorgeous smile that swept you off your feet.
his long tan arms holding you so impossibly close, you wanted him closer. so so much closer.
“baby,” you whispered, finally drawing his lips to yours.
percy kisses you as though you were the air in his lungs, the stars in his sky, his entire world held in his grasp.
he kissed like he would never kiss you again, would never feel the caress of his lips on yours, the slide of your tongue against his.
kissing percy was something like you had never felt before, you adored his lips on yours, would sacrifice everything for just five more minutes of being his. and only his.
“oh, my gorgeous, lovely girl,” percy said against your lips. “never leaving you again,’ he declared, running his fingers down your sides and playing with the hem of your top. “can’t,” he declared, kissing you deeply.
“won’t let you,” you hummed, feathering kisses along his lips and across his cheeks, “the gods have had you long enough, you are mine,” you said, sucking his earlobe into your mouth.
“oh, gorgeous you are gonna get us in trouble,” percy chuckled, swinging you around so that your back was pressed against a tree. you were sure there were probably nymphs pressed together giggling about the pair of you but you couldn’t bring yourself to care as percy slipped his fingers up your top, squeezing your breasts.
“fuck,” you groaned, lopping your fingers through the belt buckles of his shorts. “i love you, love you so much,” you whimpered, as percy pressed closer, his flush against yours.
“i love you’re more, gorgeous girl,” percy swore, words sweeter that a promise.
“prove it,” you hummed and percy dove straight back in, determined to prove himself.
i just. i just think katsuki would be the absolute best boyfriend in the world.
but at the same time… like.. it’s gonna take a fat minute to get to that point. my katsuki and reader are always gonna have the dynamic of she fell first and hard but he fell absolutely harder. like face smashed into the ground, concrete cracked beneath his body, harder.
your story was never mutual love at first sight, no. you fell first. the kind of fall that leaves you breathless and stumbling, but still willing to get up and run straight toward him again.
you admired katsuki in every way imaginable. his strength, his drive, the way he never wavered even when the whole world seemed to be against him. your admiration turned into something deeper, something that made your heart squeeze and stomach flip. and you didn’t bother hiding your crush.
why should you? why would you ever keep your adoration for the man you loved a secret?
so you let it show. you gravitated towards him during class breaks, in the little favors you did for him without him asking, in the shameless way you told him over and over again that you liked him.
but back then, katsuki was an idiot.
a dumbass so hyper-focused on hero training and his own ambitions that he barely spared a thought for anything else. he knew you had a crush on him- how could he not? but at the time, he equated it to nothing more than annoying persistence. some stalkerish, over eager need to be by his side.
and oh, how he wants to throttle his past self for thinking this way.
because somewhere along the line, after countless battles, after seeing you at your highest highs and lowest lows, after realizing that no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t shake you off- he started to not mind your presence.
then he started looking for it.
started craving it.
and like that, he fell.
only by the time he realized it, you weren’t the one constantly chasing anymore.
now it was him hovering near you at all times, subtly making excuses to be closer. he stole glances, catching himself staring at your hands and wondering what it would be like to just hold them.
and when you finally got together, when it turned into something real, katsuki was left fumbling into unfamiliar territory.
because he had no experience being this stupidly and sickeningly in love.
was he doing this right? was he too much? was he not enough? what the hell did a girl like you see in him?
and most of all, were his hands too damn clammy to be holding yours right now?
but then you squeeze his hand. and he squeezes yours back.
and just like that, all his doubts settle. because you’re his person. and he’s yours.
but yeah anyways lovesick reader and even more lovesick katsuki on top
navigation : midnight records! the starlight EP! the mha EP!
"RIGHT WHERE I LEFT IT" — Bakugo Katsuki
a/n : OK OK just think ab Bakugo with a tattoo of his wife’s lipstick stain? this might be my fav work atp content : fluff. kiss kiss kiss. secret marriage. pro hero bakugo. bakusquad freaking out. 1k words.
Bakugo doesn’t come home quietly, he never has.
The door closes harder than necessary, not slammed, but firm—final. The kind of shut that says he’s done with people, cameras, lights, and noise. You hear the usual rhythm of him dropping his keys, kicking off his shoes, muttering something low under his breath as he moves through the apartment. He doesn’t come straight to you. First, he changes, washes off the evening and leaves the night behind.
You’re already lying in bed when he finally comes in. The light is soft, not too dim. The bedroom quiet in the way you both like it. You’re stretched out on the covers in one of your nightdresses—simple, mid-thigh, familiar. Something you didn’t think twice about putting on. When you glance up and see him standing there, cleaned up and still carrying the weight of the night across his shoulders, you don’t say a word. You just open your arms.
He doesn’t hesitate. Crosses the room and sinks onto the bed like he’s been walking toward you all day. He fits into you without effort, head tucked near your collarbone, hand on your waist, body relaxing piece by piece as he lets the noise fall away. You hold him quietly, running your fingers through his hair.
“Long night?” you mumble, running your hand on his large, glorious back. “Fuckin’ nightmare,” he mutters, voice heavy against your skin.
“You left your collar open.”
He groans under his breath. “Didn’t realize it was that low.”
“They saw it.” you tease him.
“Yeah, they wouldn’t shut the fuck up about it.”
You press your lips to his neck—soft, warm, familiar. He exhales through his nose, shoulders loosening just a little. You kiss the spot again. Just below his jaw. Then again. And again. Each one slow, thoughtless, part of you. Over the tattoo. Over where it began.
You’ve been kissing him there since U.A.
Back then, it was new for both of you, despite being well into your third year. That was the first time you both really let someone in. It wasn’t a fling—both of you had tried that with other people before, but nothing had ever stuck. Not for him. Not for you.
You never talked about it much. Not with the others. It was your first serious relationship. His too. You kissed him there before every mission, every big test, and sometimes just because it felt right. He used to roll his eyes at you, muttering that it was dumb—but he never pulled away. Never told you to stop.
No one knew, really. Just Kirishima, and Deku. They were the only ones who ever saw through the both of you. You and Bakugo didn’t broadcast it. You didn’t need to. You found your rhythm in empty hallways and quiet dorm rooms, the days between training sessions when no one else was looking. When he’d get too stubborn to admit he needed a break, you’d pull him into a corner, press your lips to that spot, and he’d sigh like you’d taken the weight of the world off his shoulders.
Back then, it was just you two.
Tonight, it’s not a secret. Everyone saw it. The tattoo. The kiss. Japan exploded over the fact that Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight had a lipstick stain tattoo on his neck. They speculated. They made guesses. They screamed about the mystery woman who had permanently marked him.
You’re smiling softly to yourself when the video comes through—Kirishima’s message, the one from the event, the one where Bakugo is surrounded by the squad, the camera flashes going off, and Mina is practically yelling at him.
“BAKUGO, TELL ME WHO KISSED YOU—WHO KISSED YOU AND WHY THE HELL IS IT TATTOOED??”
Kaminari is screeching behind her. “DID YOU JUST TATTOO SOMEONE’S LIPS ON YOUR NECK?! WHO ARE YOU HIDING???”
Sero’s already holding up his phone, looking like he’s trying to figure out if he’s witnessing a crime. “Dude, WHO is she? This is next-level.”
You even notice Todoroki standing in the back, looking at Bakugo curiously also wondering about his tattoo. And Kirishima, standing off to the side, is grinning from ear to ear, like the smug bastard he is, knowing full well what’s really going on. Then he texts you,
guess your soft launch is on 😌
You can’t help but laugh a little, shaking your head as you set the phone down. When you look back at Bakugo, his eyes are half-lidded. His fingers are still tracing the hem of your nightdress, and you know he’s trying to let go of the tension from the evening.
You lean in and kiss the tattoo, just below his ear, where it’s always been.
“Let them guess,” he whispers. He exhales, pulling you closer, his lips pecking your lips. “They won’t figure it out,” you says, voice laced with amusment.
“Good,” he agrees, “They never will.”
The kiss on his neck is more than a mark. It’s the secret only you’ve ever shared. It’s your couple's trademark, something that will always be yours.
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after the war, bakugo lets you sync his watch to your phone so you get alerted if his heart gets kicked into an irregular rhythm, or like, stops.
he grumbles about it a bit, says it makes him feel like your tamagotchi or some shit, but he lets you after he sees how much sleep you lose waking up in the middle of the night to press your ear against his chest to be sure it’s still beating.
Ur secret is safe with me cause ima forget
HIII I love ur smaus and the way you write the characters are just ,,,,,jdjdjdjjs anwyas,, could u mayhaps pls do a Bakugou x romantically oblivious reader?? I just think the dynamic would be hilarious LOLL !! ty and hope u have a great day/night!! :)) <33
wait, are you flirting? | k. bakugo
bakugo is very obviously into you. you think he's just a strangely intense friend.
I have just realized that...
So yeah, if I were him..
..it would be exciting for me as well.
Tantrum shouto
the night was young, laughter ringing through the room like vibrations of joy, and yet katsuki bakugo just would not kiss you.
of course, he had not bothered to partake in the game of spin the bottle. sitting lazily on the couch nearest the circle of giggling teens, he had barely lifted his eyes from the rim of his cup before grumbling a rough “no.” despite the response being entirely in character for the blond, the immediate denial — almost as if he had been long prepared to deny the opportunity to kiss you — was mildly humiliating. it was a difficult task to conceal the embarrassment coating your face in warmth, but you hoped that those around you were too inebriated to notice. they were, luckily… except for him. all too sober, he almost felt bad, but he believed his reasoning was enough to justify his firm dismissal.
denki nudged him by the shoulder, giving him a look that was promptly ignored. “dude,” he said quietly, almost gritted.
a nasty glare was shot in his direction, one that spoke multitudes. oddly enough, it seemed to soften into something more complex when it dropped to his lap, but his words were brash all the same. “kaminari, shut your trap. now.”
denki ran a hand down his face, groaning. it seemed that everyone in the room had a shared sort of exasperation; they somehow saw right through him in a way you could not. for once, you seemed to be the only one that did not understand him.
your attempts to dismiss it and move on, to put the spotlight elsewhere for but a moment, were flushed away when mina interjected with a “why not?”
red eyes narrowed into slits, his jaw ticking. “because.”
“bakugo!”
“no.”
“c’mon, man!”
he was visibly growing flustered, brows knitting together in barely concealed frustration. fists clenched, the red plastic of his solo cup crumpled enough to make a sound. “I said no. fuck off.”
a series of protests and drunken whines echoed through the muggy room. “just do i-“
“not like this!”
a pause. his face went red. the room fell silent in what was barely a beat, eyes boring saucer shaped holes into the both of you. your lips parted almost as if to speak, but nothing came out save for a single dry croak. everyone looked at you except for katsuki. ever the confrontational, suddenly shying away from a bit of eye contact.
turns out that yes, he had refused to kiss you, but not out of disgust or even a lack of romantic attraction to you. he had refused to kiss you in the dingy confines of this dimly lit room, countless eyes trained on you, putting on a show that would be forgotten by morning. he had planned to do it some other time — properly — because he knew that was what you deserved. not the taste of cheap liquor and erupting cheers, but the gentle embrace of a lover and the bliss of something new.
a/n: why am I writing for mha and katsuki of all people what is wrong with me
katsuki who traps you into a tight bear hug whenever he comes back from a long mission, shoves his head into your shoulder and takes a big, looong, hard whiff.
"wah—katsuki !! don't, i—don't smell good !" you whine, like that would stop him. you were unfortunately already used to his antics. you'd come to pick him up early at the airport and hadn't bothered putting on any perfume or anything.
and of course, it doesn't stop him. he growls, arms tightening around you threatening to melt into your ribs. he even nudges his nose even harder, moving into your pulse point and his hair tickling your ear.
"shush, stop squirming—don't move. i wanna smell you."
you groan at his lack of shame. "you're way too blunt about this."
"don't know why i'd have anything to be embarrassed about. wanna smell mine. missed you." he says, mumbling the last time just a little bit quieter. but since he's like, pressed to you you had no problem hearing his words and sigh. "y'smell good.." he adds.
you run your fingers through his hair, fondly rolling your eyes at his weak reassurance. "yeah, thanks.." and he has the nerve to grunt in agreement for succeeding in helping you.
men who want to be your dog but in a distinctly guard dog-ish, ”you can rest easy as long as i’m here, bring me with you on walks when it gets dark out and i’ll scare away anyone who comes close” way . i <3 u
Bakugou Katsuki is completely wrapped around his girlfriend’s finger.
Sure, he tries to act all cool and indifferent in front of his friends, pulling off that tough, angry, and mean guy routine. But deep down, this man would melt in a second for his girlfriend. He’d fall to his knees just to see her smile.
Today, Bakugou Katsuki is out with his friend Kirishima, shopping for Kirishima’s girlfriend’s birthday party. Why did Katsuki agree to come? Because you were away traveling, and he was utterly bored and lonely without you by his side.
"Hey, have we met before?"
The question didn’t even register in his mind. In fact, Katsuki didn’t hear it at all. His mind assumed the question was meant for someone else nearby. He was genuinely surprised when, out of nowhere, a woman stepped in front of him with a soft, shy smile.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to say hi while I had the chance."
Katsuki quickly looked to the side, hoping to spot his friend, but to his dismay, he realized he was completely alone in this awkward moment.
"Uh, right," he muttered, cringing inwardly. What the hell? Why am I even talking to her right now?
The woman giggled, her fingers reaching out to place a hand on his chest while she leaned in a little too close, invading his personal space.
Instinctively, Katsuki stepped back, his heart immediately sinking. Oh hell nah.
"Okay, back up." He shot her a sharp glance and turned to walk away. But just as he did, he heard a voice from behind him.
"Oh, come on. She ain’t that pretty for you to turn me, this, down, is she?"
“She is that pretty, you—” Katsuki grumbled under his breath, shaking his head. He didn’t dare say it out loud—after all, his mom could be lurking nearby—but he couldn’t help but mutter the insult as he walked away, his heart set on getting back to the one person who mattered.
Three days later, you returned home. The second Katsuki saw you walking toward him at the airport, his whole demeanor softened. The tightness in his shoulders melted away, and a smile so wide spread across his face that it made his heart flutter. Without a second thought, he opened his arms wide, waiting for you to run into them.
"Hi, mama," he whispered, his voice thick with longing.
You rushed into his arms, your legs wrapping around his waist, your arms clinging to his shoulders as if you never wanted to let go. You giggled when you felt Katsuki bury his face in your neck, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine.
"You okay, Kats?" You pulled back slightly to look at his face, your heart fluttering at the lovesick gaze in his eyes. He nodded silently, his usual grumpy nature nowhere to be found. Instead, he gently lowered you back to the ground, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, as if to reassure you that everything was right with the world again.
Kirishima stood a few feet away, laughing quietly at the sight of his best friend. The contrast between the Katsuki who’d been grumpy and distant while you were gone and the Katsuki who now held you in his arms—radiating nothing but joy—was impossible to miss. He smiled softly, realizing that there was no one else who could make Katsuki shine like that.
Everyone knew that Bakugou Katsuki was absolutely smitten—utterly, hopelessly in love with you.
percy watches his cabin door intently as he hears someone rattle the doorknob. “hello?” he shouts. suddenly you get the door open, mascara running and heels in hand. he immediately reaches out for you, and you follow. “hey, sweetheart. what’s wrong?” he asks as he envelops your body, reeking of tequila. “went to that thing you told me to with annabeth. not fun.” you say, sniffling into his shirt. “what happened?” he asks with concern growing in his eyes, worried something may have gone wrong.
“nothing happened,” you grumble. “just missed you a lot and got drunk to make it go away, then it wouldn’t so i kept going.” you slowly breathe in his scent, bringing you comfort. “poor baby,” he chuckles, glad that the only thing you did was miss him. you continue to take deep, manual breaths. “all the girls were dancing with their boyfriends and having fun-“ you cut yourself off with a ragged breath. “and it made me realize i don’t like doing things without you.”
percy smiles at your words, affection in his eyes as you prop your chin on his chest. you gaze into each others eyes for a while. “why are you looking at me like that?” you say, hiccuping. percy rolls his eyes at you with a smirk. “can i not look at you in all your glory?” he asks, bringing a cheesy grin to your face as he takes his thumb and wipes a black tear off your stained face. “you’re such a dork, jackson” you say as you lay your head back down on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
“you know you love it though,” he replies, rubbing light circles on your back as you fall asleep.
˗ˏˋBF!Yuji Headcannons!
-I tried to make this as long as possible.. let me know if you want me to expand on any of these! :D
CW: Fem reader.
Yuji Itadori is the kind of boyfriend who...
-PRINCESS TREATMENT is a must! always tries to carry your bags (even if they aren't heavy), always runs up in front of you to hold the door open, gives you his hoodie without a second thought whenever you're cold.. this guy is a straight up gentleman, he will always treat you right!
"let me hold that for you babe!"
"oh don't worry, I only have clothes in here its not heavy"
Yuji obviously pouts and tries to grab the bags anyway, claiming he 'wouldn't be the best boyfriend' if he let you carry your own bags.
-TEXTS WITH LOTS OF EMOJIS! Pretty much cannon that he honestly didn't have a phone before Jujutsu High, so he definitely doesn't know much of the 'texting etiquette' . I feel like he'd be fast to learn all of the online trends but he wouldn't ever let go of his emojis! Totally the type to use emoticons as well!
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-hey quick question
-WHATS UP?!( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )
-do you remember if the homework is due today or tomorrow? I forgot 😔
-oh.😓 i forgot too.(｡>﹏<)
-lol. thats ok ill ask nobara!
-WAIT NO(っ °Д °;)っ‼️
-..?
-.ITS TOMMOROW!( •̀ ω •́ )y
-oh ok thank you!! ily!❤️:)
-:(
-...
-:((((
- Yuji ur so smart for remembering! this is why i LOVE you SO much. :)) how did i ever get so luck with the strongest smartest guy on EARTH?
-( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ ❤️ I LOVE YOU MORE!! :)))
-omg yuji ur so dumb i love you
-not nice :(
-LOL
(he totally didn't ask Megumi)
-plus, he ALWAYS texts back IMMEDIATELY even if its like 3am, he has a special notification sound for you so he will always wake up and answer you! Never misses a call or text, even if he's on missions, so if he does miss one... maybe you should find him and see if he needs help.
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-ALWAYS LISTENS! No matter what kind of person you are, listener, or yapper like him, you are a perfect match! He talks.. A LOT. so if you like to just listen, he has you covered! he will always talk your ear off. And if your a yapper like him? EVEN MORE PERFECT! because that means you can talk each others ears off and never run out of conversation! HE loves to talk, he could literally make a career out of it, but if you ever need a person to just listen while you talk, he loves it too! he loves you, and loves your voice, so he is 100% paying attention.
-CUDDLES! Don't get me wrong, when you guys are first starting off in the relationship.. its gonna be a little awkward from both of the shy parties. Even then, though, he always wants to be with you, next to you, listening to you, 24/7. Whatever it is, if it involves you, sign him up! So, the second you both get more comfortable with each other, you wont be able to keep him off of you! a just loves hugging you, and he loves receiving your kisses.
-KISSES! YES! he LOVES your kisses. Anything and everything he does is in hope you will reward him with a kiss. he doesn't even care where! forehead, cheek, nose, hand , neck? if its on his body, it wants kisses!
-HUGS! i'm telling you, one of this guys hugs would HEAL ME. i just know he hugs GOOD. His hugs are the kind that are just the right amount of tight that they give you all of the comfort you need. Sometimes, if he's on a mission for a long time, he will hug you super duper tight and twirl you around, as if it was one of the Disney princess scenes!
-NEVER FORGETS! Yes, Yuji is kind of klutz, he can forget things and is extremely clumsy, at times. but best believe he will never forget ANYTHING when it comes to you. I'm not even talking about the big stuff like birthdays or anniversaries. I'm talking about stuff you mentioned you liked ONCE. if you mentioned your favorite snack in passing, he will 100% remember it and buy you it every chance he gets! and if you happened to mention your favorite color or animal? Anything he sees of it, like a keychain, he buys!
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"-oh yeah, there's this cafe i've been meaning to try! it looks so good, i heard they have the best iced coffee in the city! i LOVE iced coffee!"
Yuji will then rush to the store later, to buy all supplies he needs to make you the perfect iced coffee every morning to surprise you with before class!
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-SEES YOU IN EVERYTHING! Because he remembers every little thing about you, if he sees a plushie, or keychain, sticker, etc., that happens to have a little something that you mentioned you liked, he always thinks of you! A certain flower that happens to be your favorite color? Well obviously it remind him of you, not just because of the color, but because of its magical beauty!
-ACTS OF SERVICE! He just loves doing things from you, even if he doesn't get anything out of it for himself. It doesn't matter how big or small it is either, he will do it! Things like going to the store if you ran out of something, cleaning up little messes he sees in your room, carries bags, opens doors, gives you his hoodies...Literally anything and everything!
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You finished your makeup, leaving a complete mess of different pallets, lipsticks, eyeshadows, brushes etc. all over your vanity. not to mention the pile of clothes that were thrown to the floor when you struggled to find the right outfit. you decided you didn't have enough time to fix it all now, so it'd have to wait for later.
Fast forward a few hours later, after you finished hanging out with Nobara. You walked into your room, shopping bags in hand, only to find your boyfriend, Yuji, sitting on your freshly made bed, next to a clean vanity, and swept floors. When you check in the closet and the drawers of your vanity, you find out that Yuji paid so much attention, that he had arranged and organized every piece of clothing, and makeup product, just like you do.<3
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-ALWAYS ON TOP OF YOU! Every time he sees you, he will almost always, 100%, walk up behind you, wrap his arms around your waist, and place basically all of his body weight on top of you. There is no doubt this man is heavy AF, so he only does it for a second, but sometimes he does it out in public. He LOVES PDA.(only if ur comfy with it tho :D) He will straight up be basically right on top of you when you walk. :P
-LOVES TIKTOK! Literally, he LOVES it. HE practically sends you his entire For You page, and every single funny video that winds up on it. Make sure you respond to each one though, because he gets a little grumpy when you don't. He likes thinking he made you laugh. :) He also LOVES doing Tik Tok trends with you. Challenges, Dances, Pranks, etc. He has soo many videos, and he honestly has a pretty good following!
-LOVES TAKING PICS! On the previous note, he LOVES to take Pictures and videos of you. His entire camera roll is filled of you! It can be embarrassing at times, because there is some on there that you didn't he took/ you didn't prepare for.. But he swears up and down that those little impromptu videos and photos are the best ones of you!
-TALKS ABOUT YOU! He always is finding ways to work you into every single conversation he has with others! Nobara and Megumi are so annoyed with him because he can't stop talking about you. Some one mentions wanting a show to watch? "You should watch this one! It's my girlfriend's favorite show so it must be amazing!" Or if somebody mentions your favorite cafe? "Oh you should get this! My girlfriend always orders it." Some people think that he is either 1) so totally in love (he is) or 2) always under watch and is forced to mention you, because you're so jealous. I guess he just loves you so much.
-HANDS! If playing with your hands or sleeves was a sport, he would be an Olympian! If you're in class, you have to give him your hand to play and fidget with, otherwise he can't focus. If you're a sorcerer like him, he is always running his thumb over the scars in your hands, adoring the subtle difference of the scarred and normal skin. Plus, he loves it when you play with his hands! He will always give you his hand for you to draw on, he even encourages it! He will protect those drawings with his LIFE. He will do his total best to try and wash around them, as to not fade or smudge them.
-TEST SUBJECT! You will always see Yuji looking at you, intrigued, when you do your skincare and makeup. One day, you happen to mention being 'sad' that Nobara wouldn't let you put makeup on her.. and obviously, he can't stand having you 'sad'. So he excitedly volunteers! Whenever you want to do makeup, he will sit as still as possible while you push his fluffy Kirby hair back with a headband. And when you do skincare, he patiently waits for you to finish doing the step on your face, before you turn to do the same on his. He looks a little silly, but he loves the feeling of your gentle fingers applying moisturizer on his face, rubbing it in his skin. And he LOVES the ticklish feeling of the brush when you add contour!
-ADOPTS MANNERISMS! If you speak a certain way, say certain things, or have little quirks. He will 100% adopt these mannerisms as his own! At first, he does it so you have more in common, but at some point it becomes subconscious! Like, if you are brain rotted, he will always play along and joke around with you too! If it's brain rot, he will totally act like a parent trying to be "hip" with the kids at first, but he gets it eventually. If it's something like tapping/chewing your pencil when you think in class, he'll adopt that too(pretty sure he already chews his pencils tho)
- if you have a morning routine you mention to him, he'll be the kind of person to try it out once, just to see for himself how it feels.. but then he'll do it a bunch more times and it eventually becomes his own! Like if you're a sorcerer, you have to stay fit, so when you wake up you do a little yoga, then make coffee.. then take a shower and get dressed..etc. so He'll do the same, just changing out the yoga part for doing some simple exercises with weights.
-SHOPPING! OMG he LOVES going shopping with you. Especially clothes shopping. He loves sitting and waiting outside your dressing room, a pile of clothes and bags sitting next to him, waiting for you to come out and AMAZE him with your next look. It NEVER gets old for him. He is your personal hype man. You would think you paid him! He will always volunteer to go shopping with you and Nobara. And he is always up for going to your dorm, and watching you try on stuff you ordered online too! He calls it his own personal fashion show, and model :) he really loves it when you try on bathing suits! He's always so stunned and amazed by how beautiful you are.
A/N- super sad bc this was a teensy bit longer (only like 3 more tbh) but tumblr didnt save and i lost them :( Anyways!! likes and reblogs appreciated! requests are open!
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boyfriend!yuji itadori who loves you loudly. yup, none of that nonchalant shit. i’m talking gifts, bragging about you to his friends, having you as his wallpaper on all his devices—homescreen and lockscreen, photo in wallet… the list goes on.
yuji itadori who is super strong he could pick you up so easily! you know that one trend with sabrina carpenter’s song ‘slim pickins’? yuuuuuup.
yuji itadori who looooooooves staying in with you and cuddling all day. no missions, no errands, no nothing! this is the dream life.
yuji itadori who actually cannot spend even 0.0001 second away from you. how could he when his girlfriend is so amazing, kind, beautiful and loving?!
yuji itadori who tries to cook for you, but unfortunately he’s just not that good at it… his determination for other things make up for it though!
yuji itadori who loves organising dates with you :3 it’s his favourite activity! after, of course, actually going on those dates. the most recent one you guys did was a lego date, something both of you have been wanting to do waaaay before you guys even met!
yuji itadori who is always there to comfort you. no matter how small—from everyday life problems to aftermath arguments between you two. even though you guys argue, the night always ends with you in his arms. he is not letting you sleep without him by your side.
yuji itadori who is the dad to your plant children! he will literally water them and is the type to praise them as if they were humans.
“how’s my favourite shrubs today?^_^”
“look at you!! did momma trim you recently? you are adorable.”
“rosetta, you are glowing! it’s obvious who you take after!”
yuji itadori who admires everything you do. you could literally be vacuuming and he’s entranced.
yuji itadori who listens to everything you say, paying attention to every single detail.
“and then- are you even listening?” you pout.
“mhm. she made a wish while holding the dream house Matt made for her and turned back to her 13-year-old self, right? so what happened next?”
you smile, continuing rambling about the film.
yuji itadori who wants to spend his whole life with you. one time, he saw soooo many cute babies and children at the park; immediately he thought about you. usually, when it’s eepy time and you guys are cuddling, he’d mumble sweet words into your neck as he pecks you: ‘we’ll get married, and… and have as many children as you want! then we’ll raise them, and love them, and grow old together and-’
yuji itadori who just loves you so much, he’s a whole green flag! he tries his best to be the best for you, but little does he know you love him in all ways—flaws included.
finally living up to my name!!🙂↕️
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