Having Deku Sensei Thoughts…

For those that are going to miss the eclipse on Monday, I have created a simulation of what the eclipse will look like along the path of totality

Nath that reads to you when you can't sleep, your head resting on his chest, his arms around your shoulders while holding the book. His voices soft, almost as a whisper. You should close your eyes, finally get the sleep you need but you can't tear your eyes away from him. His lips, his nose, his eyes, he looks so good you wonder what he sees in you, yet when his eyes fall into yours, theres nothing but love in them "Do you want me to stop?" he asks, you shake your head. You could listen to him your entire life, talking about whatever and you'd be listening very close, drinking his words. He kisses your forehead, before resuming his lecture and you finally close your eyes, ready to fall asleep in the arms of the man you love.

i can’t help it 🦢

Hear me out :

Izuku Midoriya used to stutter a lot back in primary/middle school (it kinda stopped when he met all might, due to him being more confident or smth)

And even as an adult, the first time he tried to speak to you, he was stuttering HARD. Took him a minute to ask for your name (which you gave him, as well as your number)

Matthew talking about Reid.

Woo-Hoo! Go Reid! 🤓✊🏻

.ᐟ lifeline

i.midoriya smau

you wouldn’t want to be tatted by anyone else.

a/n: tattooist!izuku i would move mountains for you i would kill for you

m.list

you and katsuki were mid-makeout sesh in your dorm. he was sitting against your headboard with you in his lap.

his hands were dipped underneath your shirt, caressing the skin of your lower back. his mouth was on your neck. you shivered as katsuki’s lips connected with your skin. the warmth of his breath left goosebumps in its wake.

you let out a soft sigh and gently petted his hair with your free hand. you melted into his touch, not only from how warm he was.

that was, until mina burst into your room unannounced to ask about something random.

she stared wide-eyed at you two. your eyes widened and your cheeks burned red out of embarrassment.

katsuki looked angry. his ears were bright red as he pulled you off of him. he thought the door was locked.

“get outta here, raccoon eyes!” he snapped angrily, pushing the pink-skinned girl out of your dorm and locking it behind her.

that was the day you two learned to double-check if the door was locked.

(not proof-read.)

your favorite

bakugo x reader

Bakugo and you have been dating a little over two months.

You bumped into him at the mall, accidentally running into him and spilling the both of your take out. After apologizing profusely and begging him to let you pay for his meal, you two surprisingly got along well.

Striking up a conversation while you waiting for your food to finish.

Ironically you only found out he was a pro hero after you started dating. Having heard his hero name in passing but not remembering anything about him.

Fast forward to now, you were rushing to organize your place. This would be the first time Bakugo ever came over and you knew how much of a neat freak he was.

The door bell caught your attention, wiping your sweaty palms on your pants as you went to greet him.

You were met with his figure standing tall, in his lounge clothes, and holding a bouquet of flowers. Pulling him into your home was nerve wracking, watching him survey his surroundings and taking it all in.

He analyzed all your nicknacks and plush decor. Your apartment surprisingly normal, he knew how eccentric you were and thought your apartment would show that.

Putting away the flowers in a clear vase, the two of you enjoyed each other's company. Watching movies you couldn't before because of clashing work schedules and cooking those picturesque pinterest recipes he would send you.

It was all very domestic and comfortable, there was nothing short of things to talk about as you two gossiped.

You didn't think twice when he asked you where your bathroom was, simply directing him down the hall and to the right.

He left, leaving you to hum the song you guys were listening to ask you continued cooking.

Being a pro, Bakugo knew how to follow directions and heard what you said perfectly clear. But only having seen the kitchen and living room, he got curious about the door on the left of the hall.

If Bakugo was one thing, it was nosy.

Making sure you were still busy, he gripped the door handle and slowly twisted it open. Making sure it made no noise.

What he didn't expect when he flicked on the lights was your bedroom to be covered in pro hero Deku's merchandise.

He was stunned, from top to bottom everywhere he looked what his childhood friend staring back at him. His poster hung over your bed, and your sheets had cartoon versions of him in his hero costume. Figurines sat along your desk and shelves, Deku's catchphrase etched across your rug, and your computer monitor flickered with different action shots of him.

But worst of all, the stupid chibi plushy sitting smack dab in the middle of your bed staring back at him. You had slept with Deku before you even shared a bed with him.

You didn't even know who he was when you first met, but you admired his longest friend.

He heard your footsteps approaching as you called his name. Before you walked in on him, and rushing out your explanation.

Bakugo couldn't even be upset because not long after, he found himself doing skincare with you while wearing a Deku themed face mask and wearing an extra pair of Deku themed slippers. Later slipping into your sheets as you cuddled up next to him.

The stupid Deku plushy staring back at him from the end of your bed.

I think bkg’s baby gets your eyes and your temperament and he’s so relieved. He doesn’t say a word about it, ever, but when his daughter is 6 years old and some twerp takes her toys on the playground and she only cries, doesn’t try to explode his face off when he picks her up to walk her home—bakugou is so relieved it makes him nauseous. Because he wanted that anger to die with him—because with all of the light and hope and good you brought into his life, he’d hoped that it be enough to ward off that venom that he still feels the remnants of in his veins.

When his baby drops her head on his shoulder, tuckered out, he feels pretty confident that it did.

this request ! fem ! reader , swearing , reader is shorter than katsuki

one thing that katsuki didnt understand about you was how quickly your personality switched. there would be times where you would be laughing and giggling with your friends, and the moment that he slipped his hand into yours, you would go bright red and go silent. of course, you never pulled away, but you practically froze and gave one word answers to anyone who spoke to you.

he found it your reaction funny most of the time, but it occasionally irked him at how you shied away from his touch in public. sometimes he just wanted to hold you close to him, but you would always panic and burn a bright red in the face. katsuki wanted to show his love for you proudly, but you always seemed to try and evade his hands, and make excuses to not reciprocate his affection in public.

it was odd for him to see you so bright and bubbly one second, and then as quiet as a mouse the next. what was even more odd to katsuki was how dependant you were on him whenever a new situation arose. you would always hide behind him when you were faced with something you had never seen before.

"oi, stop bein' so jittery and get yer ass over here." katsuki grumbled, reaching out to pull you by the waist closer to his own body, your head bumping against his chest. he had been wanting you by his side all day, and now that he got the chance to, katsuki wasted no time in getting you close to him. he grinned at how jumpy you were, before he muttered out, clearly not wanting to be overheard.

"stay by my side, dumbass..."