Teehee I Love You Too 🫶🏼🫶🏼 For The Character Maybe You Could Write Hcs For Shoto 🧐🧐

Bakugo wasn’t exactly… unaware of the fact that he gets a little bit in his head about you. It took him months to finally get settled into a relationship mindset without losing his sense of cool (being so in love with you, that is)… but then, suddenly, you’ve been dating for a year or so and have asked him to pick up some essentials for you at the pharmacy… and it turns out, in the meantime of his early-relationship-anxious-bliss, he forgot to actually pay attention to the little things about you (he doesn’t know what deodorant you wear).

Just had a revelation for a meet cute with kirishima.

seros been eyeing you up all night- he does it everytime mina brings you along to one of their house partys- minas pretty coworker.

eventually- after catching sero staring for the eighth time that night, mina asks you why you won’t go for it “refuse to be one of hantas whores-” maybe it’s the way you slur when you say it, or the way the words kind of play together but your quip forces you and mina into fits of giggles and the topic is quickly forgotten.

when sero overhears it he can’t even fight the frown it sets on his face- a punch to the gut. sure, maybe he had a bit of a reputation but it’s not like that with you? had you truly thought his constant compliments and lost stares were purely just because he wanted in your pants?

and maybe that’s a part of it- infact it definitely is. but sero hasn’t been able to think of anyone but you while he fucks his fist for months and he knows that has to mean something.

THE MEDIA THINK YOU’RE DATING THE WRONG HERO | SMAU

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Stickers & sticker club

Luci interacting with the other sins.

‘Haven’t posted art in a while so have this old thing from my files

Bite your tongue Katsuki

Katsuki Bakugo had a bad habit of letting his mouth run faster than his brain. He’d get carried away, words sharp as daggers, and sometimes—sometimes—he hit where it hurt. He didn’t mean it, of course, but intent didn’t matter when he saw the way your face fell, lips trembling and eyes darting away from him.

“Seriously, you’re such a pain in the ass sometimes,” he had snapped that morning after a joke of yours didn’t land right. “It’s not even funny, just annoying.”

He knew the second he saw your reaction that he’d messed up. You didn’t yell, didn’t clap back. Instead, you bit your lip, muttered an “Oh,” and turned away, heading to the bedroom.

And damn it, now he felt like a total jerk.

By the time he came to find you, you were sitting cross-legged on the bed, scrolling through your phone, trying to pretend his words hadn’t stung. He leaned against the doorframe, hands stuffed in his pockets, the picture of awkward regret.

“Oi,” he muttered, clearing his throat. You didn’t look up.

He scratched the back of his neck. “Look, uh… mm… sorry.” The words sounded clunky coming out of his mouth, like they physically hurt him to say. Katsuki wasn’t great at apologies. Never had been. But he was trying.

When you didn’t answer, his heart sank. “Tch. Don’t do that—don’t ignore me. I said I’m sorry, alright?” He sounded more defensive than he meant to.

Finally, you looked at him, eyes narrowing. “That’s all you’ve got? ‘Sorry’? You were mean, Katsuki.”

He winced. You weren’t wrong. Crossing the room, he dropped onto the bed with a heavy sigh, pressing his face into your lap. His weight made the mattress dip, and you had to steady yourself as he draped himself across you like a 200-pound blanket.

“Shut up. I’m trying, okay?” he grumbled, voice muffled against your legs.

“You’re terrible at this,” you huffed, but your hand instinctively went to his blonde hair, fingers combing through the soft strands.

“I know,” he muttered. After a pause, he added, “You wanna make me do somethin’ stupid so you feel better? Paint my nails or whatever dumb crap you like because you know I’ll hate. Just… don’t stay mad at me.”

Your lips twitched, fighting a smile. “Really? You’d let me paint your nails?”

“I said I’d do it, didn’t I?” He tilted his head just enough to glare at you, his crimson eyes softening when he caught the faintest smile on your face.

A half-hour later, Katsuki sat at the kitchen table, his hands splayed out as you carefully painted his nails bright pink. He grumbled the entire time, but he didn’t pull away, and every once in a while, he’d glance up at you, relieved to see you smiling again.

“Y’know, if you weren’t such a jerk, we wouldn’t have to do this,” you teased, holding up his hand to blow on the drying polish.

“Tch. Don’t push it,” he shot back, but there was no heat in his voice. He was just happy you weren’t mad anymore.

Katsuki Bakugo was never going to be great at words. But if laying on top of you or letting you make him look ridiculous was the price for your forgiveness, then he’d do it. Every single time.

heard from a friend of a friend // katsuki bakugou smau

when a rumor has been circulating around your study group

a/n: bakugou obsession continues but also lowkeyyyy need gc txt practice heh

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katsuki tag: @bitchyfestivalbouquet

mha tag: @lotuslovers

small therapeutic goat bf

Touya would def be down to arson with you on your period. It makes him feel better

it keeps him out of the dog house for saying stupid shit