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You are consciousness. Everything is consciousness. Everything is you. You are the source.

That being said, when you tell yourself you have your desires, you’re not just wishing or trying to convince someone that it’s true, you are stating that fact for everyone in the YOUniverse to hear and everyone is stating that fact back to you.

”The outer world” speaks with the same voice as you. The affirmations you say are the same ones it says. When you say ”I have 10k in my bank account rn” it too says ”I have 10k in my bank account rn”. Because it is you.

What you tell yourself HAS to be true, because there’s only you. You’re the director of this movie and the author of this book, babe. Without you the story wouldn’t unfold.

Tell yourself there’s no delay. Tell yourself that you can have anything you want. It’s just as easy to conjure that reality in ”the outer world” as it is in ”imagination”. Just drop the terms and separation, they’re one and the same!

i keep going back to this thought of like adult, pro-hero, brick-wall-of-a-man bakugou still being just so insecure. like he works hard for his body and he's not stupid, he knows that it's strong and is what it needs to be for his line of work, for being a pro, for protecting those that he loves—but he's always had an issue with...people.

yeah, as an older man, that's fallen away some and he's learned to let go of all the little battles he wants to start, how to ignore challenges that aren't there, but he's still bakugou, and people have this perception of him and his personality and attitude and he knows it's not unfounded, but...what good is there to say about him, really? that he's got a fit body? big fucking whoop.

a hot body isn't what's gonna keep you around.

and it's frustrating, because you smile at him and laugh at the shitty things he says and you forgive him, even when he can't apologize, and you understand the space he just needs sometimes. there are days when he wants to sleep alone because he'd done it all of his life, until you came around, and there are days he doesn't want to speak—to you or anybody—because every little thing is grating on his nerves, there are days when he wants to get out of the house and fuck off to hike, somewhere far without cell service, and only come back once he's sweaty and tired and in need of a shower.

and that's—he's not stupid. who wants to put up with that? him, and all that he entails? all you have to just accept, because he doesn't know how to change it.

it's not as if he doesn't want to spend time with you; some days that's all he wants. your attention, your touch, your little affections, your approval. a reminder that you do still love him, even after everything, and yeah, you say it every night and every morning and before you hang up the phone, but—what about all the times in between? even when he wants to be alone, he still thinks about you, too much maybe, for how much space he's willingly created for himself.

the face you make when you eat something too soon from the oven or when you pretend not to cry at some stupid movie. the shirt you wore last thursday and how well the color looked against your skin. how warm you are first thing in the morning, when he rolls over to make sure you're still there. what you smell like right out of the shower—do you smell like him, on the days you wear his shirts out of the house? does it make you think about him, too, all day? do you even like the way he smells or the way he dresses? how he cuts his hair or the shoes he wears on casual days, when he doesn't have to go work and he's not having dinner with his witch of a mother?

you're...attracted to him. right? gotta be, because if you aren't then all you have is his personality and that—there's just no fucking way. you've gotta be, because you kiss him and touch him and bother him in the shower and sometimes he looks at you across the table and you're giving him this look that drives him fucking crazy and—he's just bad at asking for things, for anything. 'specially for you.

sometimes you make him feel like a virgin fucking schoolboy, that doesn't know how to touch or be touched and so he does petty shit, little things that are supposed to drive you crazy, too. not like he really knows for sure, because the minute you look too long when he's shirtless, he wants to launch his own embarrassing ass off a cliff. he'll never admit to it, but yeah, he eats strawberries that way on purpose, messy while watching you, and he stands at the edge of your bed in a low-slung towel until he's nearly dry, just furthering some mindless conversation so that you'll stay awake and looking at him. when he's at the gym, he'll send a snapchat he took way too long posing for, just to respond with a "yeah", or he'll pretend he doesn't know why it's a big deal that he decided to forgo boxer briefs under his sweatpants.

bakugou wants to be wanted, but he doesn't know how to make himself worth wanting, and doesn't know how to ask either—but he's learning; placing his face between your shoulderblades when he wants you to turn to him in bed, resting his forehead on your knee when he's sorry and can't say why, drawing a heart on a sticky note, quick and shitty, before he has time to get embarrassed, nipping at the skin under your earlobe when he wants you, the blush on his cheeks probably searing into the skin of your neck.

insecure but trying, trusting. isn't that what love is anyway?

ʙɴʜᴀ ʙᴏʏꜱ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴇꜱꜱ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 |

pairings: bakugo x gn!reader, todoroki x gn!reader

genre: humor/fluff/smau

scenario: the reader receives an odd text from their crush, maybe it wasn’t meant for them?

an: ok so this is my first smau and it’s heavily inspired by this and this so please go check those out and follow @izukuisbaby and @katsuphobic cuz this is kind of a reverse version of theirs. also i wrote reader as kinda dumb/oblivious in this.

ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ

ꜱʜᴏᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ

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KATSUKI NATION HOW R WE ‼️🗣

telling your boyfriend “i just paid $200 for air in the tires— is that normal??”

ft. izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, denki kaminari, eijiro kirishima, hanta sero

i redownloaded the sims to make this

inspo from this pic

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.

using their full name?! | bakugou katsuki, sero hanta, iida tenya, kirishima eijirou, kaminari denki, todoroki shoto.

“I painted my nails.”

Midoriya turned from his spot by his desk, homework worksheets scattered everywhere in attempt fit in some studying for tomorrows quiz.

“Really?”

You hummed in response handing your hands behind your back. “Can you guess the color Hero?”

A red hue of a blush quickly spread across his face at the affectionate nickname.

“Pink?” He guessed.

A smug smiled bloomed a crossed your face. “Nope, guess again.”

He pondered, the boy had a guess in mind but didn’t want to come out and guess it right away.

“Orange.”

You started rocking back on fourth on the balls of your feet.

“Want a clue?”

Midoriya nodded.

“It’s a color that reminds me of you.”

Ok, so he definitely knew the answer, making his heart beat rapidly.

“Green?” He muttered shyly.

You beamed at the answer, taking your hands out from behind your back and proudly showing your deep green nails.

Midoriya’s lips parted in amazement, your nails looked amazing in the color he could tell it took you time to make sure the polish was applied smoothly. The thought behind the color you chosen made him emotional also.

“It looks amazing baby.” He complimented, taking your smaller hand in his and kissing the palm.

You chuckled and gestured for him to make room to sit.

Midoriya pushed his chair away from his desk and as you sat in his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“So that everywhere I go, I have a piece of you with me.”

Before you could do anything else, your boyfriends water ducts of tears started to fill the room.

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔞𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔠