You Are Consciousness. Everything Is Consciousness. Everything Is You. You Are The Source.

i’m kinda thinking about the last one a loT… i’m guessing this is about 700-1k words ? cw: last one includes making out :) otherwise bakugou wildly in love

“I MUST REALLY LOVE YOU” is one of your favourite things to hear your boyfriend say. usually because it meant you were getting what you want one way or another like the spoiled princess you are. his words, not yours. but it wasn’t your fault he always caved in and then gratified you with whatever you wanted and an indirect love confession after.

it’s always said in a grumble with a huff tacked on like you’re asking him to move the earth for you. which honestly is something he would attempt if you asked. but this time you’re laying beside him in bed, head propped up with your hand and your leg thrown over his body. it’s his off day today and he’d much rather say in the warmth in his bed with you.

“do you mind getting us breakfast baby?” and one thing about your boyfriend is that your maximum asks for something is usually once, twice only if he didn’t hear you the first time.

so he blinks a couple times trying to adjust to the possibility of getting out of bed right now, then he gives an over dramatic loud puff and says it. “i must really love you.”

but you know there’s no honest malice or annoyance in his tone as he rubs the back of your thigh and squeezes before he carefully pushes you off to climb out of bed.

when you say a soft sleepy , “love you!!” to your boyfriend, half asleep bouncing on one leg to pull on his joggers. he follows with a playful “yeah yeah,” bending down to kiss your forehead.

another time is when you’re both invited to kirishima’s christmas party. the red and green invite with bold text at the bottom practically screaming ‘COME IN AN UGLY CHRISTMAS JUMPER OR YOURE NOT ALLOWED IN’.

the threat doesn’t shake your boyfriend, he doesn’t care if he turns up or not. “yeah that shit’s not me.” he says to kirishima on the phone and you’re rolling your eyes at his dramatics. it’s just a jumper and nobody’s gonna be paying attention after glasses of mulled wine and eggnog but alas katsuki’s not into it.

so next time you see him, you’re waving a bag in front of his face. “i got you something, gorgeous. for kiri’s party!” and immediately a frown is on his face, he feels like he can already see the future; him giving in to wear an ugly ass jumper. how the mighty have fallen.

you pull a thick fluffy jumper out your bag made from the itchiest wool he’s laid eyes on, complete with built in flashing lights and a lopsided santa. it’s the ugliest thing he’s ever seen. but you’re smiling at him so prettily with a little tilt of your head.

“try it on for me!! please!!” and you never have to ask twice. he just yanks it out your hand and pulls off his current hoodie.

“i must really love you,” he hopelessly sighs but when his head pops out the hole of the jumper, you’re holding another one infront of your body.

“we’re gonna be matching!! so cute!!” and suddenly bakugou doesn’t care anymore that he’s wearing the ugliest jumper known to mankind…. because you’ll be wearing one with him.

and the next time is when you think you need to convince him. kissing a trail up his neck, nibbling his earlobe and resting a palm flat on his chest. you have him like dough in your hands; he’s stretching out his neck so you have more space to kiss and you can feel his appreciative purrs rumble through his abdomen. you’re pressing your cute little “please katsu”’s into his skin and the only reason why he hasn’t said yes yet is because he can’t. his brain is scrambled from your touch and he feels like he’s bonelessly melting into your sofa.

he only sparks awake when you brush your fingers over his nipple, his eyes fluttering open with a loud moan. “is that a yes baby?” you grin, a grin that would have been taken a little deliriously if bakugou wasn’t so in love. “yeah… yeah you can princess.” he replies breathlessly and he doesn’t even know what for.

but when he’s walking up to your apartment the next day, a shiny brand new car is sitting right in front of your building. it’s nothing like the other tiny dusty decade old cars around so he knows it’s probably from his bank account. especially if the number plates anything to go by.

KTSGRL

“fuck. i must really love you.” he mumbles to himself, massive palm rubbing his chin as a deep chuckle shakes from his throat.

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).”

First kiss with Deku

You and Deku were sitting on his bed cuddling after you finished studying when you asked a question,

" Have you ever kissed a girl?"

" What! No, I've barely even had a normal conversation with one...other than you that is, and my mom of course." His face went red but seemed calm.

He stopped being a stuttering mess when he knew that you were the one he wanted.

" Well then in that case~," You leaned in and connected each others lips.

He was a little shaken at first but then leaned into it and the rest came naturally.

He slipped his tongue into your mouth and you let him. He gently laid you on the bed and hummed at how soft you were.

Once you two pulled apart you gazed into the eyes of each other and cuddled a little closer.

" That was better than I imagined." He whispered.

" Mmhmm,"

" Can we do it again..." He blushed.

cuddling with the bnha boys

midoriya would be so excited. he loves affection but is always so blushy and shy about it, and the fact that you want to hold him makes him so happy. you cuddle into his chest, and let out a sigh of content. he’s almost on the brink of tears because he loves you so much.

bakugo secretly is so touch starved, but he’s too afraid to initiate any affection. so when you snuggle up to him, he blushes and insults you for being so needy. but if you try to leave, he’ll just hold on to you tighter and give you another tsundere response, both of you knowing it’s a lie.

another touch deprived boy is todoroki. he doesn’t know what cuddling is, but he’s willing to give it a try if it makes you happy. he’s a little stiff at first, but will eventually sink into your touch. nobody has ever shown him kindness before, and in that moment he realizes just how much he needs you.

kirishima would probably ask you to cuddle first. he’d be so excited if you said yes, giving you his signature toothy grin. crashes into the couch as you fall on top of him, laughing tiredly. he’s a bit worried he might hurt you with his quirk, but you reassure him you’ll be fine.

kaminari would be buzzing with excitement, small bolts of lightning radiating around him. he’d be a little jittery in the beginning, but usually calms down and falls asleep. admiring his pretty face, you smile and just cherish this moment.

shocked shinsou when you cling to him like a koala and absorb his warmth. still a bit surprised, he wraps his arms around you and plants a kiss on top of your head. he’s still getting used to having a significant other, but he loves it nonetheless.

blushing tamaki turns tomato red when you suggest this idea. it’s not that he doesn’t want to be near you, it’s that he’s afraid of messing up. after lots of reassurance, he finally caves and you pull him closer. after he thinks you’re asleep, he mumbles sweet nothings in your ear, unknowing that you’re still awake.

dabi just stares at you. you want to do what? with him? he’ll hide his initial reaction by teasing you a bit before obliging your request, because honestly, how you he say no to such a pretty face? he uses his quirk to warm you up, loving the way you hold him tighter.

grinning hawks just beams with happiness. he puts down whatever he was working on, he can’t resist not having you in his arms a moment longer. he wraps his wings around you, and starts making the cutest coos. occasionally he fluffs his wings, tickling you in the nose as you both beam at each other.

1a girls doodles :3

cinema

oh little guy please get some rest </3

i’m sorry but i simply must gush about how good of a partner bakugou would be to someone with adhd, okay? 

okay. here’s a lil drabble.

Most nights, you have dinner at Katsuki’s. His place is nicer and his kitchen’s always fully stocked, unlike yours. But tonight unexpectedly finds him in your little apartment instead. You know better than to try helping with anything. It’s not that you’re a bad cook—you get along just fine—but your kitchen is barely big enough for one body, and you know that bumping elbows with Katsuki while he works will drive him nuts. It’s better for both of you if you let him do his thing, so you take your time showering and applying your skincare before joining him in the kitchen. 

As soon as he hears your footsteps, he whips around, brandishing a bag of shriveling carrots like a weapon, “The hell’s this?!” 

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im just saying if disney wants to make a disney princess crossover now is the perfect time to do it because mirabel’s reaction to everything is the funniest thing you could possibly give to us

like she’s in elsa’s special magic glacier house and she’s like “wow our encanto has never gotten this much snow. when my tia pepa makes it it really only makes a little pile before she calms down” and elsa’s like “i’m sorry when your tia pepa does what”

Your brain is fucked

You are stuck in a loop, you know? You will probably read this and say "oh, yeah, you're right" and keep scrolling. You've been in this damn loop for months,

Wake up.

Damn your reality.

Spend your day on tumblr.

Get motivated for 5 minutes.

Go back to being depressed.

When the night comes back, sleep instead of the void state

Wake up again.

YOU NEED TO FINISH THIS. FINISH IT. STOP SCROLLING. TONIGHT YOU WILL SWITCH INTO THE REALITY YOU WANT.