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Incorrect MHA-37 (BakugouxReader)

Bakugou: If you asked I would kill every person in this room without a second thought

Y/n: If a villian got you I'd go to the ends of the earth so they could face justice

Class 1-A: awww

Kaminari: [throughly disturbed and little scared] you guys realize normal couples don't say this

saying goodbye to bakugou before leaving on a mission.

giving your long term boyfriend and partner in the hero field a temporary goodbye was never going to be easy. especially when he was just as hesitant to see you off as you were to leave.

“listen, katsuki… i’ll be fine. we’ll text and call every day. trust me, i hate this as much as you do.” you gently placed your hands on either side of his face, feeling the smooth skin of his cheeks underneath your fingertips.

red eyes looked down at you. to a random passerby it would look like he was glaring at you with a gaze full of anger. it was anything but. that look was reserved for you and only you. it was a look full of sincerity, adoration and frustration. eyes that had seen gruesome sights, had seen a countless amount of tragedies but were still able to peer down at you with such an overwhelming amount of love.

his hand lifted to rest atop yours. “i know.. fuck. they coulda sent any hero t’ help with this mission! ‘course it had to be you. always gettin’ the short end of the stick.” his fingers entertwined with yours, bringing your smaller hand to his chest.

you gave him a small smile, squeezing his hand. “no one else has a quirk better suited for this mission than me. i have to do this, kats.” the look that he gave you told you he understood perfectly that this had to be done, he just wasn’t quite ready to accept it.

the distant sound of the subway train could be heard and you huffed a sigh, reluctantly letting go of the blonde’s hand and dropping your hands back to your side. you took a few steps back from him and pat down your shirt — a feeble attempt to discreetly wipe away the sweat that had formed on your palms due to the anxiety.

“(y/n). stay safe, for the love of fuckin’ god, you better stay safe. even if your pride or dignity is on the line, don’t you dare give up. stay strong and fight ‘till the end. got it?” his gaze was hooked onto you, desperately clinging onto the sight of your form. onto the perfume you used on the daily, onto the little fidgets you would do. he would rather die than forget a single thing about you.

you sent him a smirk, playfully rolling your eyes. “oh come on, i’m not like you! pride doesn’t mean everything to me. i wouldn’t die for something as silly as pride or dignity.”

bakugou scoffed at your words while crossing his arms that he toned to perfection over the years. “oh yeah? then tell me, what is it that a woman like you would die for? huh?”

your eyes drifted to the side before returning to meet his gaze. slowly, you lifted your arm to point right at him. the train sped past right at that very moment, causing the noise of metal rattling to fill the air and causing the both of your hair to fly freely.

red eyes widened slightly, never once breaking eye contact. before he could speak, a soft laugh left your lips. “just pointing at some dirt in your hair. lemme get it out.”

you stepped towards him, lifting your arm to pick at the imaginary dirt. not even giving you time to react, bakugou circled his arms around your waist and pulled you in for a kiss. a kiss which said a thousand words a second, all of the words the both of you couldn’t get out were said in that very moment. the words left unsaid.

reluctantly, he pulled away and rested his forehead against yours. “come back to me. i don’t care how long it fuckin’ takes, just come back home.”

you pecked his lips once more and stepped away, backing towards the train doors. “i promise i’ll come back to you no matter what. see you later, katsuki.”

bakugou held himself back from sprinting to you, wrapping you in his arms, and bringing you back to your shared house. “better not break that promise or there’ll be hell ta’ pay. see you, (y/n).”

bakugou's the kid who hates it when people touch him, but his love language is physical affection.

you come up to hug him and he dodges it like some sort of hardened professional who's been training for this moment for years.

and then a few hours later he pulls you into a rib crushing embrace to kiss you like it's his last.

even as a worm? - Bakugou Katsuki x reader

｡ₓcharacters: Bakugou Katsuki x reader ｡ₓcontent: canonverse! FLUFF!! ｡ₓsummary: onset shenanigans with pro hero Katsuki ｡ₓword count: 480 ｡ₓa/n: NOT PROOFREAD! Aged up/pro hero Bakugou

You’ve been on the interview circuit all day with Katsuki. The clock now reaching seven pm, your aching cheeks and growling stomach were begging for this day to be over, and as if the gods heard your silent prayers, you were both informed this would be the last interview of the day.

Katsuki sighs next to you and slumps into the couch that had been your home for the day. As if forgetting where you both were, he reaches out to play with your hair. Wrapping a lock around his index finger, Katsuki twirls the hair before pushing it back behind your ear with a softness only shown behind your apartment door. He trails his fingers over your cheek and down your jaw, palm flattening over your skin to cup your face, and only after he moves slightly forward as if to lean in for a kiss does he stop and pull back.

“Did'ya wake up?” you tease the now blushing pro-hero. Katsuki shakes away the haze that had filled his head, blinking a few times before dragging his hands over his face. “I-fuck. I’m so tired.”

“If you keep doing that, you’re gonna get wrinkles.” You wrap your fingers around his wrist and try to pull them away, but Katuski doesn’t budge.

“If I get wrinkles, will they stop making me do these stupid interviews?” His voice is muffled.

You hum as if thought before finally answering. “You’ll probably get more. You’ll be seen as a wise old hero who appeals to all ages of fangirls.”

Katsuki groans and pulls his hands away from his face. Your hand slips from his wrist to entwine with his fingers. The rough calluses and scars from years of raining and work are comforting as you squeeze his hand.

“But would you still love me if I have wrinkles?” Bakugou turns to you.

“I’d love you even if you were a worm,” you swear and push up from your spot to press a loving kiss against his cheek.

Katsuki scoffs. “Really? A worm?”

“Mhmm. A slimy, old, wrinkly worm.”

He turns his face to yours. Eyebrows furrowed in disbelief before bursting into giggles. “You freak” He kisses your nose. “Worm fucker”

You start to laugh even as you kiss him quickly. Katsuki returns the kiss, now laughing with you as you giggle into each other’s mouths.

“Alright, love birds, we’re on in 30. Either keep going on national tv or stop it” The producer’s voice cuts through your moment.

Bakugou kisses you once more before pulling away. He lets go of your hand but places it gently in your lap before settling into his spot on the couch.

“I’d love you too,“ he mumbles.

"As a worm?” you tease, a smile forming on your lips.

“As a worm,” he confirms and winks at you, which has you beaming up at him.

“Alrighty. Live in 3, 2, 1.”

Soft commission for @myherokatsuki 💕

hello! could you pls write izuku as a bf headcanons? I love him sm he’s one of my favourites<3

IZUKU AS A BOYFRIEND!

♡ literally an angel sent to this earth.

♡ he ADORES head-pats he will fall for you instantly if you give him some.

♡ his hair is super fluffy too!!!!

♡ such golden retriever energy, he’s always excited, and curious about what you’re up to.

♡ ^^ he can be quite jealous n possessive too… but we don’t talk abt that!…

♡ he always takes care of you when you’re sick, or on your menstrual cycle, he just wants you to feel ok :(((

♡ definitely the little spoon, makes him feel safe!

♡ super duper romantic, he even watches romance chick-flicks to see what he can do to really woo you.

♡ his love language is physical touch! he always wants to be near and dear to you, he’s constantly laying on you, touching your hair.

♡ he tries to match his outfits with yours, always.

♡ he worships every move his s/o makes.

♡ super duper clingy!!!

♡ he sends you good morning and good night texts every day! and if he misses a day he feels immensely guilty.

♡ he is soft™ but he will fight someone for you no cap.

♡ he just seeks your approval, he wants to know he’s making you proud, and only you.

♡ he always buys you flowers, and leaves little encouraging notes with them!

♡ he tends to embarrass you in public alot, and when it’s just the two of you he pops up and mumbles an: are you mad at me?”

♡ absolutely utterly WHIPPED

♡ agrees with literally everything you say, there is no arguments with this man.

♡ lastly, come the days when you are apart, he sleeps with a stuffed animal gifted by you, he holds it close to his face as he sleeps, the smell of you envelopes his nose. it makes him feel safe to feel like you are there with him.

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The senses shift last

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Reposting because Tumblr flagged the last one

Focus on your internal experience. That is what matters. That is what shifts. Think as your DR self and no one else. If you enter the mental state of your DR self you will enter the physical state of your DRself.

It's ok if you don't feel it yet, it's ok if you hear a sound from your CR, it's ok if you can feel your old bedroom still. It's OK.

Shifting is not a physical process. Your physical body is not what's shifting between realities, your awareness is. Your sight, hearing, taste, feeling, etc, are all a part of your physical body.

What the nerves in your body are experiencing doesn't matter because you are not the nerves, you are not the body, you are the awareness. Your body isn't trying to shift, your mind is.

You are trying to become aware of another reality and therefore what you are experiencing in this one is irrelevant. It doesn't matter what this body experiences it matters what your awareness is experiencing.

Shifting is internal focus on shifting internally.

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If you still don't get it think of it this way:

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If you are sitting down and thinking to yourself about everything see, hear, feel, smell, or taste from your CR, then you are LITERALLY applying the 5 senses method to your CR.

If your method is mainly affirming, so repeating to yourself that you're there, WHAT do you think is happening when you keep telling yourself you're not there? Everything you say is an affirmation. It's not that methods aren't working it's that you are literally applying them in reverse.

It doesn't matter what your senses are telling you because you will shift before they do. It doesn't mean anything unless you tell yourself that it does.

If your senses do not match your mental state stay in the mental state until they do. Do not compromise with shit you don't want.

STAY in the mind of your DRself. That's your only job. Continue to think as if you're there. Continue to think about your life in your DR, continue to occupy the mind of your DRself.

This is what so many people get stuck on. I don't expect you to magically stop experiencing it, it is ok that you felt it. All you have to do is continue to think as if you are in your DR anyway.

Your subconscious will believe what you tell it over what your body is experiencing. Your only goal is to keep telling it that you're in your DR.

Yes you might have heard a loud noise and yes you know it's not from your DR. That doesn't matter. The goal is not to magically un-hear it but to avoid returning to the mental state of your CR self.

It is ok if you can't make yourself believe you're there, you just have to think to yourself as if you are. Think as DR you and no one else.

Essentially, you shift mentally before you feel it physically. Before you experience your desired reality externally you experience it internally.

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Tumblr please stop flagging my posts for no reason

My mental state right now is pretty much relying on my comfort character and they're not ok and neither am I.