a/n: in the gc talking abt vape and cig discourse between dabi n shigs -> fujos out a bit -> wait this is kinda hot -> sick n twisted brainrot aaaahhh
you reach over and press your index finger right in between his eyebrows.
there's nearly nothing that could melt that scowl from tomura's face- especially when everyone's behind him obnoxiously crowded around the bar with playing cards and drinks in hand, the music's a bit too loud for his liking, and he's having a hard time focusing.
"tomura, i can't take you seriously with that thing attached to your mouth like a fucking binky." you call over the music, dropping your hand back into your lap.
his eyes slowly travel up from his phone screen to meet yours. you weren't even sure if he caught anything you said over the blaring music, but you could still read the irritation in his face. his gaze flickers back and forth between the clash of clans running on his phone and you.
he blinks once. twice.
tomura drops the vape from his mouth, letting it fall into his lap, and without missing a beat, blows the intoxicatingly sweet smoke into your face, engulfing you whole with a smirk tugging at the edge of his lips.
"better than whatever the fuck you're smoking over there, right?" he nods towards the half smoked cigarette in between your fingers that you stole from touya's pack.
"better?" you roll your eyes, waving away the lingering smoke. "grow up, tomu. you're smoking birthday cake flavored nicotine. you haven't even smoked a cigarette before."
"i don't need to smoke it to know it tastes like shit." he stretches his legs over your lap, leaning back against the armrest of the couch.
you turn your hand around, facing the orange filter of the cigarette towards him. with your eyebrow slightly cocked and mouth parted into a smirk, tomura knew it was less of an invitation, but rather a dare. a challenge.
"go ahead, babe. give it a try if you're not a bitch."
tomura wets his lips with his tongue. his gaze drops down to the lipstick stained orange filter hanging from between your fingers. he wonders if he could taste your chapstick residue on it, or what your skin smells like brushed against his nose.
would you put your lips on it right after his drag? willingly taste him?
he silently cursed himself.
"pass." he scoffs, turning his head to the side, unsure if the heat crawling up his neck had taken form in a flush.
he was halfway surprised that you hadn't noticed his piercing stare every time your lips wrapped around the cigarette for a drag. he swore the desperate look in his eyes was so obvious- a silent wish that it was him between your lips instead.
you press your lips together in a line as you take another glance around the room. everyone seemed occupied. drunk. sloppy. no one's paying attention.
you lean forward, catching his face in your free hand, and forcing him to look up towards you.
"the fuck-" he starts.
"don't freak out, tomu." you interrupt. "you know what to do."
you hum to yourself as you bring your fingers up to your lips, deeply inhaling the bitter tang of burnt tobacco.
your eyes remained locked onto tomura's. he's looking at you in a sickly satisfying horror with his eyes wide, cheeks flushed, and mouth slightly gaped open from your firm grasp on his jaw.
he squirms a bit under your grasp, but tomura doesn’t look away from you- he doesn't dare to. not with you over him like this and your face only inching closer to his.
you pull yourself down over him, mere millimeters away from connecting your lips.
the smoke slowly wisp out of your mouth and into his- a slow acceptance before both of your eyes flutter shut and you empty your lungs into his.
you feel his hands climb up the side of your thighs and rest on your hips, lightly squeezing you through the fabric of your pants.
"fuck." he mutters, trails of smoke escaping his mouth.
"yummy?" you chuckle, exhaling any remnants of smoke in your lungs.
it doesn't seem like you care or noticed at all, but all tomura could think about was you straddling him on the couch and your warm thighs hugging his torso.
he felt hot all over, his lungs were burning, there's a bitter taste in the back of his throat, his head feels light, and despite it all, he wanted more.
"do you, um, wanna taste mine?"
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I crave for some fics where bkg just...crushes on his classmate,,nothing more..nothing less,,,just some highschool puppylove.
There are days where bakugou wonders how it would feel if you had awoken in his arms. He cooks early in the morning fantasizing that he's making food for two.
Days where soft rain pours outside his window, morning spent daydreaming of you shaking him awake on a Saturday to tell him that it's raining.
He blinks at his ceiling and sighs, forcing himself to get ready and go to the common area.
You're sitting near the window. Bakugou can see a mug in your hand with a mysterious liquid he can only guess could be tea. He sneaks by you into the kitchen.
"Bakugou?"
He hears your voice call out to him softly. For a brief moment, he pinches his eyes closed and sighs. He turns his body around and glares to your hunched figure.
"Hah?"
You wave softly at him before returning your gaze at the soft rain that pours outside. Bakugous eye twitches and he grips his fists tightly before retreating back into the kitchen. The sound of plates hitting each other cut through the air, his mind unconsciously grabbing 3 eggs and oiling up a pan.
You shift in once hearing your name being called.
"'Made some shit for you. Know you don't eat breakfast so hurry up."
Bakugou watched as you walk bewilderingly, wobbling out of your blanket-like-cocoon and to the dining table. 2 plates were placed shoulder to shoulder, one lathered with—what seemed to be hot sauce.
The plates are cleaned within a few minutes. And with a satisfied grunt from Bakugou, he turned to leave towards his dorm.
"Ah..thank you for the meal, Bakugou."
He departs with a gentle smile on his face, finally, finally, he cooked for you. Face planted on his palm with closed eyes as images of you and him together float around his head.
Sero Hanta I miss your freaky little tape dispenser elbows so much
You know what would be SO funny this Saturday, mid March, 2025
 thinking about hobie brown’s touch. he’s so rough—no blunt with his touch. his need for affection startles you, in a good way & he knows that.(it’s partly the reason he’s the way he is, just to see the blush rising to your cheeks & the fact he just loves touching you).
he’s fingers grabbing your waist & pulling you so your against him. You body making a thud when you collide. you let out a small gasp at his action. hobie doesn’t seem that surprised as you.his focus on something else, almost as if he did absentmindedly.
or the way his fingers find the back of your next pushing you up towards him for a kiss when your too shy. “there you go love,much better.” a cheeky more like cocky smile appears on his face, his hand still on you so you’re looking at him rather than hiding yourself away from him like you usually do. “i was getting there i swear” you tell him & from the look on his face you can tell he doesn’t believe you. but instead he connects your lips with his, this time his tounge slipping into your mouth. “hobie”
or when your both asleep his hand rests on your stomach. his calloused hand on your smooth bare skin. “ you really need to stop play your guitar without your pick , it’s tearing up your hands” you gently scold him. his eyes are still closed & he is half asleep but you know he’s listening. that doesn’t stop him from gently he shushing you urging you back to sleep, and away from the scolding his received multiple times. the pout you have due to his shushes is quickly abandoned when you pulls you closer to him. You bodies so intertwined you practically one. neither of you seem to care though
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pairing: spider-man!midoriya izuku x reaader
synopsis: izuku is a terrible friend. he’s been lying to his best friend, y/n for over two years now. they’ve been friends since they started high school, but izuku can’t bring himself to burden y/n with a secret that could be dangerous for them. and he also hasn’t fully realized his feelings for them, so he’s just full of struggles at this point.
content: superhero stuff, makeout sesh at the end, clueless izuku
word count: 4.1k
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“Oh shi—”
“Language, Midoriya!” Izuku contained a scream when he realized this was a livestream and not a pre-recorded video of his mentor talking to him.
“Sorry!” he squeaked. He adjusted his seat on the rooftop, his legs dangling over the edge. He’d gotten a message from an unknown number to leave his apartment for a while to answer a call, so he’d swung up to one of his favorite rooftops (while wearing his suit to avoid extra attention as some random kid using web shooters to travel from rooftop to rooftop). He was glad he’d kept his suit’s mask on, if only to conceal the way his jaw dropped when he realized it was the one and only All Might who’d called him.
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★﹒₊‧sero crushing HARD on his bsf
<Submission/ask; SEROOO LOVEEE I am so in love with Sero you should make hcs about him having a crush on his friend and how he gets flustered and nervous and how the boys tease him about it> a/n: OMG I GOT MY FIRST REQUEST !!! WTFF AHHH TY ANON ! <3 now on to the headcanon !!>
read a kinda prt.2 / continuation on this idea here
sero crushing on one of his friends would be... a disaster. because absolutely EVERYONE KNOWS ABIUT IT but you ofc (dense y/n for the win once again)
crushing sero does absolutely anything and everything you want him to. don't want to do the dishes tonight? don't worry your pretty little head sero doesn't mind doing it 2x in a row. oh no! you forgot the homework due for history today! sero lets you copy his answers, even if they aren't totally right. don't want to buy the schools gross lunch? sero shares his lunch with you! he wasn't going to eat it all anyways.
as for flustering sero, it's so easy for you to do. he doesn't really get red in the face because he's used to being around you but once you start talking to him his mouth suddenly goes dry and for the first time, sero doesn't know what to say, or he stutteres out wtv he wants to say.
"sero are you ok? you never stutter? did i do something ?"
"WHAT! oh i-i mean no! like, no you d-didnt do anything. i just- uh" que denki and mina smikering off to the side.
he stares at you in class so so much and the boys give him such shit for it. bakugou does it the most. he'll catch sero gazing at you lovingly and ruins it by saying "careful you'll burn holes in the side of their face."
true story: denki walked into sero's room around noon on sunday to find sero still sleeping and cuddling with a body length pillow. ofc his response was to wait for sero to wake up and say "wishin that was y/n, huh" with the smug ass smirk. queue sero screaming in embarrassment and throwing denki out.
he also get ssooooo embarrassed by his thoughts about you. they aren't even bad !! just day-dreaming about the two of you being in a relationship and what not, but when he catches himself with that love sick smile on his face, he wants to just slap it off himself.
he goes on rants to denki, kirishima and mina about how perfect y'all would be together while you and bakugou are off getting snacks or grocery's. they talk him up to finally tell you how he feels the next day, but when that time comes around he goes back to his "they deserve some supermodel who is rich asf and can give them anything they could ever want" (aww cute but sir you ARE A SUPERMODEL.)
honestly denki, mina, kirishima, and bakugou are so so tired of watching their two friends being in love with each other, but not acknowledging it.