So Basically:

Bakugo is weak for neck kisses

Katsuki’s pacing back and forth, clearly agitated, ranting about how stupid some idiot at work was. His fists are clenched at his sides, stressfully running hand agitatedly through his blonde hair, and his words are practically on fire as he vents.

“I swear, this dumbass has no clue what the hell they're doing! How the hell are they even still a damn hero? You think they’d get it by now, but nope—totally useless, every damn time!” His voice is sharp, frustration radiating from him like heat.

You watch him for a moment, knowing that he won’t stop on his own. So, you step forward, gently cupping his neck with one hand as your lips brush softly against his skin, trailing a slow, teasing kiss along the side of his throat.

He freezes mid-rant, his body tense, but then he scoffs, clearly trying to hide how much it’s affecting him. “Oi! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He turns his head away, trying to regain control, but your kisses are relentless, moving from soft pecks to gentle nibbles along his jawline and neck.

“Hey—HEY! You think you can just—mmh,” he grumbles, his voice weakening as your teeth graze the sensitive skin near his collarbone. His breathing picks up, and his words become a bit more scattered. “What the hell… I’m not—shit, stop—ugh, damn it…”

He shifts, tilting his head to the side, allowing you more access as you continue your gentle assault on his neck. His chest rises and falls in heavy breaths, and for a moment, you almost think he’s going to say something more, but he just closes his eyes and lets out a low sigh.

His usual sharp attitude softens, though he’s still trying to keep his composure. “Tch… What the hell was I saying?” He mutters, trying to focus, but all he can do is lean into your touch, his head tilting further, giving you more room. His hands are still clenched at his sides, but they’re not as tense now, more relaxed as he lets you distract him.

You smile against his soft skin, continuing to kiss and nibble, savoring the way his body reacts to every touch. Slowly, Katsuki’s frustration fades into something softer, as he lets you do what you want, the tension in his shoulders melting away.

HER MAJESTY OF SMAUS HAS RETURNED YAY Could I request this SMAU please: you promising to post pictures of them in your IG to solidify publicly that he’s your BF, but you only post cheeky and sneaky pictures like his back, his hand and stuff like that (making it hard to tell who is it) and them getting irritated or amused by it (or they just don’t give a f) 

with Kiri, Baku & Shinsou (and maybe Denks if you're generous) THANK YOU

HUZZAAAHHHHHH thank you for this silly req <3 even though its been a minute heh

soft launch // smau

kirishima, bakugou, shinsou, denki

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mha tag: @lotuslovers @babylambdietcoke @0skullyard0

katsuki tag: @bitchyfestivalbouquet @kaldurahms-lover

3 times bakugou tried to kiss you + 1 time he actually did !!

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ teddy’s notes: i can never not write something cute with katsukiii, actually no it’s most of my faves ngl. anyways no warnings here! reader is gender neutral and this is just pure fluff!!

1.

the gym was hot and noisy, filled with the sound of fists hitting pads and shoes squeaking against the mats. bakugou wiped the sweat off his face, barely winded, but when he turned around, there was you, standing at the edge of the ring, smiling at him like he’d just won a damn medal.

“what the hell are you smiling at?” bakugou barked, storming over.

you blinked up at him, your hands clasped in front of you. “you’re really amazing, you know that? you’re so strong!”

bakugou’s heart stumbled over itself. His brain screamed, say something cool, idiot, do something cool! instead, he muttered, “tch. whatever,” and leaned closer, his face hovering inches from yours.

your smile faltered. you took a step back, eyes wide. “sorry, katsuki! did i do something wrong?”

the words hit bakugou like a slap. this was totally going in the wrong direction. “what? no! you—” he cut himself off, growling in frustration before spinning on his heel. “forget it!” he snapped over his shoulder, storming out of the gym.

behind him, you continued to stare after him, completely baffled.

2.

the rain pattered against the umbrella as bakugou held it over both your heads. it wasn’t a big umbrella, which meant that you had to stick close to his side, your shoulder brushing against his every few steps.

“thanks for walking me home,” you said, your voice soft, almost drowned out by the rain.

bakugou swallowed hard. “whatever. not like i had anything better to do.” liar.

the warmth of your presence was messing with his head. his eyes flicked to your face, droplets of water clinging to your fluttering lashes. his heart kicked into overdrive.

he shifted the umbrella slightly, leaning closer under the guise of adjusting it. your lips were right there, soft and pink and—

“oh!” you crouched suddenly, eyes wide as you scooped something off the ground. “it’s a kitten!”

“eh?” bakugou froze mid-lean, almost dropping the umbrella.

you cradled the soaked little animal in your arms, smiling. “look how cute it is! poor thing.”

katsuki gritted his teeth. “yeah, cute,” he muttered, glaring at the oblivious cat like it had just personally insulted him.

3.

the room was dark except for the faint glow of the tv screen. the others were all passed out on the floor or slumped against the furniture, leaving bakugou and you alone on the couch.

you were snuggled under a blanket, your eyes glued to the movie. you weren’t even paying attention to him, which was just as well, because bakugou could barely breathe with you sitting so close.

his fingers curled into the fabric of his sweatpants. come on, just do it. it’s not a big deal. just lean over and—

you shifted suddenly, yawning as you stretched your arms above your head. one of your hands smacked him right in the face.

“ah! oh my god, i’m so sorry!” you gasped, sitting up straight.

bakugou clutched his face, cheeks burning. “what the hell?! watch where you’re swinging those things, idiot!”

“i didn’t mean to! are you okay?” your fingers tried to pry off his hand, but he reflexively waved you off.

“i’m fine!” he snapped, scooting to the far end of the couch, crossing his arms, and glaring at the screen like it was the movie’s fault. he didn’t look at you for the rest of the night.

+ 1.

the city stretched out below them, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. you sat on the edge of the rooftop, your legs dangling over the side. you looked sad, your usual brightness dimmed, which really concerned bakugou.

“i just… don’t know if i’m good enough,” you said softly, your hands twisting in your lap.

bakugou leaned against the railing a few feet away, his jaw tightening. “that’s stupid,” he said gruffly.

you glanced up at him, surprised. “what?”

bakugou rubbed his face, tugging his mask higher over his forehead before directing his gaze at you.

“you’re good enough,” he said, his voice low and rough, like he was choking on the words. “you’re better than good enough. you’re—” he cut himself off, scowling.

your lips quirked into a small, tentative smile. “thanks. that means a lot. you’re… nicer than you act, you know.”

katsuki’s chest felt too tight, his heart pounding so hard it hurt. “screw it,” he muttered under his breath. before he could lose his nerve, he crossed the space between you and him in two quick steps, cupped your face in his hands, and kissed you.

you gasped softly against his lips, but didn’t pull away. instead, your hands found their way to his arms, holding on gently as you kissed him back.

for the first time, bakugou felt like he wasn’t completely screwing everything up.

its like they love each other or smth

happy 1000!! for the event, could I request an Izuku smau with him accidentally confessing 🙏

nervous encounters

i.midoriya

-in which he accidentally confesses after a series of nervous hang outs.

part of my 1k event! submit your asks!

I can't believe your here!

Mon's heaven is to have his family

Imagine Hawks confiding in Endeavor that he’s been sleeping with one of the League members and Endeavor is like “Whatever you have to do to get information, do it.” and then later realizes that he was encouraging Hawks to go fuck his son 💀💀💀

The creature who fell in love with the light

[Watercolor and gouache, based on ‘The Fog Horn’ by Ray Bradbury]

I'm so sorry but ever since that teen Hawks page was translated on twitter I can't stop thinking about it. like. Mera treated him like a person. he was assigned to Hawks when he was already a teenager. did no one treat him like a person before then? was it such an uncommon occurrence that it seemed special when someone did? I mean, they didn't even let him have a person's name. they gave him a hero name, and to the HPSC, that was the name of a tool. of a product. they basically bought a child and treated him so coldly that Mera stood out to him because he treated him like a person. the bars of my enclosure.