Hiiii~ How About A Class 1-A X Reader Platonic Where She Basically Never Sleeps So She’s Just Wandering

Can somebody request something im so bored 💀💀 headcannon or one shot but omf im boreddddddd 😭😭

Katsuki Bakugo Head-Cannons

(BlackFem! Reader)

- Bakugo was never one to show emotions but oh boy was he confused when he saw you.

- Your hair was unique to everybody else in the school, and your stature was one of confidence. Something he couldn’t find in the rest of the class 1-A extras.

- The first time you introduced yourself and he yelled at you for sitting in his seat- he almost backed down at the smoothness of your voice. But he opted for pushing you out of his seat instead.

- You continued to tease Bakugo all year, small geetures, smiles, anything you could. And as much as he hated to admit it- Bakugo never wanted it to stop.

- After the Sports festivals, you had gotten a minor injury and earned yourself a scar under your eye. You thought it was hideous. Katsuki thought it was awesome. And he let you know, by yelling at you when Recover Girl left to go tend to Midoriya. That day was the day that in spite of yelling while doing so, you confessed, and Katsuki quickly accepted.

- Katsuki never thought of you as anything different considering you were black, you were his. And that was all that mattered- but you told him there was so much to being black, much more than skin. And he listended, because he didn’t want to ever miss out on knowing all about you.

- You ended up giving Katsuki a quick lesson in Black history- at least in America, as that’s where your mother was born, and he became so interested he took it upon himself to learn.

- In the end he could tell you where cornrows came from and which pattern meant what by memory. This also meant he knew how to help you when your hair was natural.

- Katsuki loves doing your hair. Not because he likes helping you- but because he wants everybody to know how talented he is in every regard. He let everybody know.

- “Yeah do you see her braids? Who? MY GIRLFRIEND MORON! Yeah- I did those, all you extras need to take a few notes”

- Overall you and Katsuki were definitely a power couple- and the whole school knew. Whether there was somebody who couldn’t keep your name out their mouth, or a person who couldn’t keep their eyes off of Katsuki, you both protected and loved each other, and that is the largest satisfaction Katsuki could ever have.

Lets do this…

1) My hair

2) My face

3) My intelligence

4) My thought…process? My brain

5) My empathy skills/Advice giving skills

When you get this you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool). ♥️

1. My eyes

2. My smile cuz my braces shine

3. My figure

4. My art

5. My skin

♥️

@mrs-hotchner @yo-nn @youreadthatright @luffysthickwaifu @presidentmonica @happygoluckyalexis @chrollohearttags @happy-mimin @kweenkay19 @aiyaaayei

Top 5 people to write about

Probably…Midoriya, Bakugo, Yumeko, Mirio, and Hawks? I usually write about the same few people 😭

I would love to do more Haikyuu though, maybe some AOT as well sooo, we’ll see where that goes lol.

KAKEGURUI X READER WHERE THE READER IS THIS SHY UWU AND PEOPLE KEEP TRYING TO GAMBLE WITH HER AND EACH GIRL GETS DEFENSIVE AND PROTECC PLEASEEE

Okay so I’m legit not sure if this was supposed to be a one shot or platonic or romantic or what because it’s literally so vague and I’m not that smart sometimes so I just did a one-shot to the best of my ability, I’ve never actually done one before so...I will try my best :)

KAKEGURUI X READER - EVADING THE GAMBELING

Pronouns - She/Her (that’s what the request person used)

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Was today meant to be some sort of special event? It seemed that way because for some reason wherever you went there was somebody trying to gamble. Somebody trying to grab your hand and pull you into what you would consider to be- a death trap. You weren’t good at gambling, but you never had to be. The most skillful girls in the school always protected you and played for you.

A nickname sprouted from that, and it was that you were their guarded princess. Maybe that’s what made people want to gamble so much with you. The aura surrounding you was untouchable. And today that aura was being enforced roughly with little to no room for error.

It was 9am. You were already rubbing your eyes and yawning after only being in class for 20 minutes. Yumeko sat beside you glancing at you every few seconds with the occasional giggle. You would always try and sneak a glance but quickly looked away, your eyes darting to whatever thing you could find. Your shy mannerisms were Yumeko’s favorite things about you. The way you steered away from what she gravitated towards made her love you even more. You were unique.

After class you quickly grabbed your things only to be stopped by another girl in your class you had never even talked to. As quickly as she grabbed your hand you snatched it back, with an immediate apology.

“Sorry! Um..what did you need?” You asked trying not to seem mean. You couldn’t help it though, you just wanted to be anywhere else.

“Oh! I just thought we could gamble! I’ve been dying to try and play you~” she requested with a soft tone. It almost felt fake. But something felt very real. And that was the yank on your sleeve. You turned around and saw Yumeko looking at the other girl with a smile.

“Hi, she’s actually quite busy! With me.” Yumeko spoke with a hint of aggression in her voice. Her eyes glowing with something you hadn’t seen before. It was almost...primal.

“Oh...are you two going to gamble?” She asked as if it was any of her business. In your mind you were so outgoing, and you were a lot better. However in this situation you just stood there. Awkwardly shifting your feet as the two seemed to stare each other down.

“Ah no, we’re going to go to see the President!” Yumeko said as you looked at her quickly. Was she being serious? You couldn’t tell.

“O-oh! I will let you get to it then...bye!” She squeaked and hurried off to join a random group of girls who seemed to go find somebody else to have their fun with.

As she had said Yumeko did take you to the President but she had to go to her next class. She explained to Kirari that people were being too much for you, and you needed a break. Whether you did or didn’t wasn’t the matter at hand. It was that people didn’t know their place with you. Underneath you. So you kept your mouth shut and sat beside Kirari as she held a meeting with the rest of the crew.

As the meeting went on you could feel Kirari grab your hand and give it comforting touches and she even at one point...patted your head? You didn’t know if it was because she wanted to show you off (for whatever reason she likes to do that.) Or because she generally thought you were overwhelmed but you didn’t mind. In fact, you had loved it. Quickly however, you had to go to your next class as you couldn’t miss two in a row and expect to be okay with all that work once you got home.

“Sorry Kirari, I have to go.” You whispered as she listened to Midari talk about how she misses a thrill once again.

“Alright darling but be safe. Actually, Midari.” She announces sternly making you jump from the sudden change in tone.

“Yea? What did you need president?” She said with a bit of teasing in her tone of voice, as per usual.

“Take her to her classe, too many commoners think they can gable with her.” Kirari ordered and Midari’s eyes glowed. She enjoyed teasing you any way she could because your reactions were always the cutest to her.

“Will do! Come on sweet thing~” she purred as she grabbed your hand and dragged you out of the room. It was like rush hour in that hallway but somehow you were still stopped even with Midari by your side.

“Hey, you wanna come gamble? I need a new house pet and you seem like the perfect one” Some boy said and you could tell it was meant to be an insult based on the boys in the background laughing at you like some tourist attraction. Midari immediately stepped beside you, grabbing your waist.

“Sorry boys, she’s with me today. If you’d like to gamble, you could come with me and a bit of Russian roulette could be in order?! Who knows, maybe one of your pretty little brains will splatter~” Midari pondered, with a blush prominent on her cheeks. The boys immediately grimaced at her.

“Oh great it’s miss freak. No thanks we’re good” The main one rolled his eyes as him and his crew of students walked away.

“Thank you, that wasn’t something you had to do y’know?” You said, trying to emphasize that it was really nice of her to do it by choice.

“No problem sweet thing, besides, I don’t like Russian roulette on it’s own, it’s boring.” She says and you laugh as she smiles at you. And after she finally takes you to her class you are filled with thoughts on how lucky you are to be able to have such a great group of people to help you in such a school.

What a great day for the guarded princess.

FIN.

this is rly short and probably not good but it was kinda just going to keep repeating and be really boring because it wasn’t that specific but thank you for the request and I hope you enjoy it even a little~~~

- SS <3

HOW THE BNHA BOYS REACT TO A FRIEND OF YOURS FLIRTING WITH THEM

Pronouns: It’s 2nd person but they/them

I love fics like this so I decided to write one as a way to say thank you a crAZY amount for 300 followers, hope this new year has you all embark on positive paths and journeys!!

BAKUGO

Bakugo is already pissed he had to be here. Only reason he came to this weird meet up of you and your friends is because you basically forced him when you were just gonna leave after hanging out with him for barely any time at all! So here he is. Watching you cackle and have a blast with your crew while he sits with his arm around you, waiting for the clock in this small cafe to speed up and for the sky to darken in color so you can come back to his place.

It’s already bad enough that he has to be without his own friends, so he’s already uncomfortable (but he hides it particularly well) but adding onto that, this one chick in your group is acting like a wackjob. Touching his arm, giggling whenever he so much as makes a remark towards you- keyword: you, and keeps trying to talk to him.

“Bakugo you’re so cool! And so talented! Winning 1st place at the sports festival must’ve been so awesome!!”

“Do you work out?”

“Can I ever keep my mouth shut?? You’re funny haha!” Yeah he wasn’t joking.

It was impossible to avoid the moron, everytime another friend got your attention the girl was on him with a quickness, no shame. At some point he wondered if you were ignoring what was happening on purpose. Then you left to the bathroom and he got a text.

Do what you have to just make it flashy enough for us to leave.

It was as if you knew she was going to make a move.

Not like it was hard to predict.

And immediately the chick got to work.

“So Katsuki, do you ever think about like…why you got with y/n? They’re just so…different…from you y’know?” She said, once again moving her hand up his arm lightly, trailing it with what felt like ice with how cold her hands were. Even the rest of your friends sat in shock with how they behaved. Bakugo grabbed her hand.

“Listen here you dense twit. My name is Bakugo. Katsuki is reserved for the person you’ve been trying to keep me away from this whole time who might I mention- IS MY PARTNER YOU SPOILED EXTRA! GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!” He started yelling in that tone of his, voice cracking on occassion from how frustrated he was. “By the way, just from this visit I can tell that they’re much better than you’ll ever be, people like you need to learn their place.” He spat, watching as tears collected in her eyes.

Right on time you came out looking clueless, but Katsuki saw the smirk that threatened to leak at the ends of your mouth. He got up, grabbed your hand and walked you both out of there without a second glance.

“Ah finally, I’ve been wanting to drop them forever.”

“Then why didn’t you? Made me go through that hell for your pleasure huh?”

“No, I didn’t even think they’d have such guts to flirt…but when they touched your arm I couldn’t help but see the potential for a long deserved humiliating moment.”

“You’re so evil-you sure you wanna be a hero extra?”

“If I’m evil you’re practically satan”

“Fair.”

MIDORIYA

Midoriya truly didn’t know what he did to deserve this. He loved animals, cared for everyone around him, worked hard, brushed his teeth, showered, so what was the cause of this?!

Here he was, sat at his desk waiting for you to return from the girls locker room with your backup clothes because you accidentally spilled some juice on your shirt at lunch, and you know who was also with him?

Your so called best friend.

The guy was nice, really. He was smart and a good person towards you, but now? Now he was like a whole different dude. Hand right on Midoriya’s bicep gripping it just too tight to be friendly.

“You’re so strong Midoriya, how much do you work out?” He questioned, eyelashes fluttering lightly.

“U-um! I like to w-work out after finishing my homework at home! Y’know, it’s really crazy home and homework have the same word in them! Home! That’s just like…crazy…” he rambles, jerking his arm back by his side, bumping his elbow on the desk. His cheeks red because of the embarrassment, but your friend took it as something much different.

“You’re so funny midoriya! Do you ever think about just becoming a comedian? Or like..a model?” The boy mentioned, the atmosphere feeling more stuffy than ever.

Was this guy not supposed to be your friend? Midoriya could never be mean to anybody, especially not a friend of yours! What if he said Izuku was being mean and you broke up with him? What if you came back when he was telling the boy off and thought he was a jerk and THEN broke up with him? What if-

“So why are you still with Y/n anyways? No offense they’re great! I just feel like you have so many options y’know?” He said, picking at his chipped nails. Midoriya stiffened.

“W-what? Y/n’s amazing. You’re their friend aren’t you?” Midoriya stuttered with a bit of anger. Who was this guy to talk about you like that? He didn’t care about whatever he felt for Midoriya, but what he said about you wasn’t something he could tolerate.

“Of course I am! I think they’re great but well, there’s always someone better isn’t there?” The boy said, eyes wandering around nervously.

“No. Not in this case. Y/n’s…everything. To me. They’re all I’ll ever need so I’m sorry but I can’t sit here and let you speak about them behind their back like this. It’s uncalled for and quite frankly…embarrassing.” He shrugged, looking the boy directly in his eyes. The boy quickly got up.

“That’s not what I meant…” he said, fluffing his hair up. “I was just wondering”

“Well…I gave you your answer.” He said, and went to go find you, he couldn’t be in the same room with a guy like that for much longer if he wanted to graduate.

TODOROKI

This was torture for you. It was like watching a trainwreck in real time.

Here you are, at the mall food court with your best friend and your boyfriend, and your best friend is being an absolute fool trying to flirt RIGHT in front of you. Yet your boyfriend? Clueless. Absolutely clueless.

“So Todoroki, is there like- a stylist living with you? Whenever you show up you just look so good” your friend giggled and slapped his hand that was resting on the table playfully.

“Um..no. I am just wearing clothes? I don’t really care what I look like. Well- except for when it’s us.” He says looking directly at you. “I like looking good for you so that we look good together.” He blushed lightly, holding your hand which you squeezed. He made it so hard to be made at him!

“Well I think you could wear like- a trash bag and look good!” Your friend intervened, destroying your moment of piece. At this point you were about to sock em. Instead, you kept your mouth shut and just gripped Shoto’s hand.

“Why would I wear a trash bag? Is that some trend or something?” Shoto’s eyes squinted and his head tilted in curiosity.

“It’s a saying Sho, nobody is actually wearing garbage bags.” You say reassuring him.

“It’s a weird one.” He responds, accepting your answer nontheless.

“SO! Sho, do you like music? I could give you some really good recommendations, Y/n likes some weird stuff” They giggled again. Interesting thing is, you were the one who showed them half the artists they like now.

But you digress.

“No they don’t? I hear their music everyday? It’s nice.” He states looking at them once again, eyes squinted and head tilted. This friend of yours said some…odd stuff. “Maybe you just don’t take their recommendations as often as you should. They have something for everybody.”

“Maybe…” they said, batting their eyelashes at your boyfriend once again. Alright, you were done.

“I’m going to the bathroom.” You said harshly, taking your phone and leaving, breaking the hold Todoroki had on your hand. Todoroki waited until you were gone.

“Listen.” He said, interrupting your friends ramble about whatever they were saying. “I couldn’t care less about whatever you’re saying so I’m going to make this clear. I don’t care about you and I don’t want anybody else except Y/n. You’re ruining their day. And embarrassing yourself while you’re at it.” He stated brutally. He didn’t really have an ear nor an eye for social cues so even with the tears in their eyes he didn’t lighten up on what he was saying, and instead doubled down. “I’m not interested.”

They quickly got up and left, cheeks burning with embarrassment. You came back a few minutes later. “Hey where’d they go?” You questioned Shoto, who had a smile on his face.

“Said they had somehwere to be.”

Nobody was gonna interfere with your relationship, he’d make sure of it.

EL FIN

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just kinda felt like making something so you guys know I’m not dead or something lol. Thinking of a pt 2 lemme know if y’all want it (hopefully some girls that time) Hopefully this year I upload maybe not more consistently but at least more often than every 100 days 😭 love y’all!!!

- SS <3333

I was on ig and saw some black models with hella glowing/oiled up skin (idk what they had on but their skin was shiny and I loved it 😩). I’d like to request head cannons of Hawks, Aizawa, Dabi, and Mirio reacting to their black gf’s melanin just being shiny asf. She’s wearing an outfit that shows her skin (like an off shoulder top or a skirt that shows her legs) and she’s just looking too fine for no reason 🥺

BNHA BOYS REACTING TO THEIR GIRLFRIENDS ALL DID UP

Black!Reader (you can try and read if ur not)

HAWKS

Hawks was probably on the way home from a day of just pure work. Thugs on the street thinking they’re tough. He usually doesn’t like to do too much after he comes back home.

So seeing you after he walks through the door, wearing this off the shoulder top with that gorgeous skirt, with your brown skin shinier than he’s ever seen it, he immediately knew that plan was out the window and gone.

“Is it my birthday? Or your birthday?” He asks, coming over to lay his hands on your waist but you quickly push them off before they could.

“No it’s not my birthday moron, I just wanted to try something new, I had seen these girls all over pintrest looking really fine...so obviously I wanna look fine.” You said, looking at yourself in the mirror by the Kitchen again.

“Baby you always look fine why else would I try and bang you everyni-“

“Shut up.” You said as you giggled and moved into the bedroom as he followed like a sick puppy. Once you sat on the bed he immediately stood in between your legs. You looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.

“What is it, that you are trying to do here Hawks?” You questioned. He grinned.

“Keigoooo, and I’m not doing anything, just lookin’ and maybe touchin” he says while slightly rubbing your legs feeling how smooth you are.

“Did you want to do something?” You hinted, looking away. Even then you felt his confidence boost, as well as his energy annoyingly enough.

“I always want to do something.” He said seriously, causing you to giggle and put your hand on his chest lightly.

“Then what’s stopping you right now?” And that night. To Keigo and you, was a night that neither of you could forget.

AIZAWA

Aizawa was never one for dramatic reactions. I mean, what could he not share with his words that he could with his face? He didn’t wanna pretend. But when he met you it was something of a different perspective in life.

And when he watched you at a photoshoot for your glowing legs along with the rest of your skin oiled up to the best of its ability, you looked stunning. Aizawa had always known you were...different. Maybe it was because you had more melanin than him, or maybe it was how you weren’t ashamed of that. You knew you were hot and that was the end of it. Something he had always appreciated in a partner. Confidence.

Your confidence was high right now. You had makeup on that was so neon and fun, but your clothing was dark and slick. The dress showing off everything he especially enjoyed viewing in his free time. And as you posed and looked into the camera with such an intensity, he felt himself become more attracted to you. How did he even get you? What was his name again? It felt like he was back at square one, looking at you with an almost child like admiration.

After the shoot was over and everybody was packing up Shouta walked into your studio. It didn’t matter much if you were naked to him, he can handle himself. You were sitting in the main chair in front of the vanity, the shine now gone, with your casual clothing back on. He grinned as you looked at him through the mirror.

“Hey baby, you looked absolutely ravishing out there you know that? I almost couldn’t contain myself” He whispered, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. You smiled.

“I’m so glad you could.” You said with a timid smile. Aizawa always brought out the more shy parts of you. And as he sat his head on the chair, you kissed his cheek. “Did I really look that good?” You asked.

“So good I think we should order your favorite tonight.” He whispered, you squealed and grabbed his hand along with your bag, heading back out into the world, hand in hand.

DABI

Dabi was a criminal. That’s how it worked. He couldn’t see you at your job with your cute little pencil skirt, or see you at most clubs in your favorite dress. But he could see you at home. Yours and his. Together. He never thought he would find somebody and get this close to them enough to live together but you constantly surprised him.

Like today for instance, you most definitely- surprised him.

He was coming home from arguing with Spinner or mocking Shigaraki, and he saw you. Glorious, adorable you. Sitting there trying your hardest to look your best for him. And once you saw him, it was like the whole world was paused as he walked towards you.

“Hi sweetheart.” He murmured, squatting to look at you properly in the chair. You looked at him just a little, timidly.

“Hi.....do you...like it?” You asked. There was something about praise from him that was different. You wanted it, badly.

“Do I?” He questioned, checking you out for at least the third time. Your skin was practically glowing. And the dress you wore put all other ones to shame, no matter who else wore it. He pulled himself up and pulled you up by your hands to push you both together. “I love it so much, I don’t think I have the ability to stop looking at you baby.”

“Well...don’t stop looking at me.” You whispered as his pale skin collided with your skin, that was quite a few shades darker. There was something about you two, that seemed to just fit. And he loved it.

“I didn’t plan on it sweetheart.” Yeah, you did indeed look your best. And he is in love with the fact that he is the one you looked your best for.

MIRIO

Mirio was a simple guy. Everything was simple to him. If he liked you he would tell you. If you looked beautiful, he’s gonna tell you.

“You look beautiful!” He meant it. He meant it so bad it almost drove him crazy as you sat down at the table. He had asked if you could have your date here because he had hoped he would get to see you like this. All dolled up, just for him.

Maybe it was the skirt, or the blouse, or your glowing brown skin, but all of the above we’re definitely helping him feel more infatuated than ever. Your stomach was out just a little because of the cropped ends of the blouse, but God did you look so good in it. You looked good in everything.

“Well thank you! I had to pull out all the stops for my baby~” you said and giggled as his cheeks showed off a tiny pink as he smiled. It didn’t matter how long you too were together, he still felt like this small boy looking at you like this.

He could never get used to this. Get used to you. Your intelligence, your passions, your heart, your smile, everything. To him you were this person that chose him. He would never think of it the opposite way, despite you asking him out first, he knew he wouldn’t waste such an opportunity. And now, you are in love. Lucky him huh?

The dinner was successful and as he walked you back to your car he felt his mood go down just a little like it always does. “Can I come over baby?” He requested sweetly, again.

“Why?” You asked with a grin. What was it that you were thinking?

“Because...because I don’t wanna leave you!” He whined, like a child. You laughed.

“You have work tomorrow what do you suggest I do?” You asked, looking up into his cute face. He thought for a second.

“I can take the day off! I can I can I cannn” he says excitedly. You shake your head.

“Why are you so desperate tonight?” You said, pushing him lightly, but he only got closer as he hugged you.

“Well you look so good, you’re practically glowing and when you look like this all I wanna do is give you cuddles and kisses all night!” He explained kissing your cheek. You looked into his eyes, and well....

Yeah he did stay over.

FIN

Okayyyyy~~ you chose some of my FAVORITE characters (in love with them all) and I feel like I didn’t do them justice 😔✋🏾 but anyways I tried to make it tone neutral so any black person could read but it was kinda harddd and it seems like too- race neutral (?)’also I tried to make it so that each character had a different personality reader idk if I pulled that off. And btw that mirio haircut was my favorite pls-Anyways thank you for requesting!! <333

Gotta support my fellow melanin babes 😎✨

I was thinking Mello, L, and Matsuda with a punk gn!black S/O who tries to introduce them to their music and general way of life? 👀

DEATH NOTE BOYS WITH A PUNK! BLACK S/O

Pronouns- just you, you, and you.

MELLO

When Mello first saw you he was intrigued. He knew what punk was obviously but actually seeing someone who was punk in person was a different story. The way you carried yourself with confidence and with your individuality oozing off of you, he was a bit smitten. So he asked you out. In the long route even if you said no- he was going to ask again anyways.

After dating for sometime you thought it would be good to reallt explain to him how you were and what it truly meant. What you were for. And you were for non-conformity. You were more politically active than most and constantly stated your disagreements with media and politics today, and even with Mello basically just staring at you- there was no embarrassment or shyness in your tone. You meant what you were saying.

Over time, Mello began to slowly absorb you and your views. ‘Anti-whatever sort of system we live in’ was what he chanted after you had gone on rants about what you believed was truly right in such a system, and it was so adorable because he truly thought that was impactful. So adorable in fact that everytime he said it you stopped everything to coddle him and embrace him. And every time, you were being fooled because he did it on purpose. 1 - Mello, 0 - You.

Now your music was not something that was hard for him to get into. He enjoys seeing you headbang or move in such ways to. Maybe you were playing classic Green Day, Circle Jerks, Misfits, whatever it was there was always something that stuck with him. He enjoyed the emotion involved- he could feel angry or frustrated or just motivated in general through the music.

Sometimes he saw you checking and would honestly be so zoned out watching you. Whether your hair was in locs. Shaved on the sides, or completely shaved off there was something about watching you and your focus on your appearance. He understood that being punk wasn’t just black clothes or objecting any modern rule, of course not. It was a way to reject the political as well as social norms of the world. And Mello loves attention and standing out so he actually started buying clothes like yours too!! He’s not completely punk but he likes trying for you.

L

L is a complicated soul he is. When he first saw you he was honestly confused. Why did you look like that- were you angry? Why were you so stone-faced. And to be honest, it was a little scary to him. Once you noticed him you walked over and for a second he thought you were going to scold him but instead you smiled and held out your hand. “Y/n.” You said, and he felt his heart beat a bit faster. Let’s not focus on that though.

You began dating quite fast as he felt no reason to wait. So when you began dating is when he began asking his questions about why you dress like that and why tou style your hair in that way, and you had given him the simple answer.

“I’m punk.”

“....what is that.”

And it’s not that he’s dumb but he’s not all that impressive when it comes to subcultures. I mean he’s a detective- he doesn’t have to be. But since his s/o is one he’ll take it upon himself to research and check his knowledge and make sure it is also the same case with you since he learned not all punk’s have some sort of consensus.

“So you are doing this to show that you go against the way things are now? Like a silent rebellion?”

“Sure yeah.”

It’s simple talks like those that happen all the time because he constantly wants to know more about you, despite being able to ask you himself, he likes surprising you with his knowledge. However he also knows that some things he has to get specifically from you since you’re black and most punk represented in the media is classically white people- he wants to understand your perspective out of all this. Nobody else’s.

When you start playing your music he kind of shuts down? He just stares at you because he’s not too sure if he likes the music or not but he soon warms up to it. He enjoys The Clash the most, he likes most of what yoy play though.

When you talk to him about politics and your beliefs he tries to listen and tie it to his understanding of being punk as well but sometimes he can’t tell if it’s something you believe or it’s a common punk belief, not that it matters, but still.

Overall this is a learning experience he doesn’t mind learning for you. It doesn’t even affect him in a negative way so he has no reason to be against it I mean, he can still kiss you and feed you cake after work so what is the problem?

MATSUDA

Matsuda is just chilling dawg. When he sees you he is a bit flustered, he can’t lie. But he doesn’t mind it, he almost embraces it. Your whole vibe attracted him from the beginning and that was surprising because he usually wouldn’t go for punk people (he hadn’t even seen many in general if at all)

He does get the courage to ask you out after staring at you for lord knows how long, and he’s almost embarrassed at how you just smile so sweetly at him. He totally misjudged your character. Even if it wasn’t on purpose he did subconsciously think you would have a more dominant personality, but that part only truly came out when talking about what you stood for as a punk black individual. Which you did quite often.

Listen- he doesn’t mean to but when you talk about that stuff all he can think about is how attractive you are. Your face, your outfits, your stature itself was so inviting. So he DOES just start kissing you and hugging you- what about it? Not like you mind, in fact you invite it everytime, but it is kind of weird how everytime it happens this is always how it ends.

When you start bringing up trying to introduce him to what it is that you are, it isn’t to convert him but he doesn’t seem to understand that. So be bites his lip and proceeds to say,

“Ah...sorry but um..I don’t think I am fit for that- not that it isn’t cool! You’re very cool and hot and I enjoy you a lot but...I don’t think it’s for me.” He stutters with a clear blush on his cheeks and you have to laugh.

“I just wanted to show you Suda I promise.” You say and he quickly relaxes his shoulders from their hunched up position.

Matsuda is not made for punk music and it’s almost funny. He tried it- he really did. He sat there and listened for an hour but he just couldn’t get into it the way you did, and it was something you expected but that didn’t mean it wasn’t any less cute to watch him try and pretend he enjoyed it with his awkward headbops.

When you talk about politics or the current state of the world and your views it’s very little that he shares his opinions because he cannot seem to want to. I mean there you are- pouring your heart and soul into this topic- especially highlighting how frustrating it is that there is barely any black-punk rep in te media, and he give you a two sentence “I agree” response. It is never happening again is what he vowed and he kept that promise.

All in all, he loves you. He loves your appearence, the way you hold yourself, your intellence, your music, everything. How could he not? There’s no question that no matter what you tell him, he’ll listen with heart eyes and remember it 10 years later, he loves you all the much.

FIN.

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Wheeewwww this was a trip and I don’t know why, anyways thank you for supporting me and I am so sorry for the wait bc you were probably waiting FOREVER- anyway I tried my best with the punk concept but it seems that there is no common consensus? So this was very vague sorry :( but thank you for requesting!!

- SS <3

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Baby fever hit me like a Mac truck for no damn reason 😭 Can I request hc’s of Aizawa, Hawks, Fatgum, and Mirio reacting to their chubby, black twin babies (a boy and a girl) just being adorable? They have their mama’s hair and skin but their daddy’s hair and eyes. They’re just crawling and babbling while their Mama is preparing their snacks. These pros deserve some domestic moments for a bit with their cute squishies 🥺

Y’all I have been gone FOREVER, and im not 100% but I wanna get back to writing, also i went insanely off topic for these and they just ended up being baby headcannons sorry 😩

BNHA MEN WITH A S/O AND KIDS!

This one is a female reader so it’s she/her pronuns if used- the reader is supposed to be black but read it if that doesn’t bother you I suppose.

AIZAWA

Aizawa teaches kids all day, and with that you’d think he’d be exhausted having to come home to more right? Wrong, absolutely wrong. He always likes to say his kids are different, and they are, but for different reasons. Those are HIS kids, he helped you make them and it definitely shows in certain places.

Your babygirl is the most like him, she doesn’t really do anything on her own- but you do have twins! Your boy is amazingly energetic for his age, it’s honestly exhausting but when he’s so cute how can anybody complain? The two follow each other around like a train, and consistently follow you both as well.

Sometimes when you ask Aizawa to do their hair he will literally wet it, put shampoo and conditioner in it, then let them roam. No comb, no oil, just straight wild lion in there. When that happens you have to somehow lead them back into the bathroom with some sort of bribe and comb their hair.

Shouta hates how they sometimes cry and wants to make sure they feel as happy as they can all the time! However sometimes that gets in the way of actual discipline, and in those times you gotta play bad cop as annoying as it is.

There have been instances where you have caught Shouta doing the whole baby talk thing and he will literally lay down at night and go, “You never saw that ok? Ok.” And that’s the end of it because who are you to argue? Nobody, unless he aggravates you, then he must’ve forgotten about the videos...you...took?

Despite his many screw ups he’s a really good dad. The kids love him and are always by his side whenever he comes home. He constantly helps you out in putting the kids to sleep when they wake up from nightmares, or making sure they eat their food no matter how gross it is.

HAWKS

There’s something about kids that for a long time- Keigo couldn’t see himself with them, maybe it was his past or just how he behaved but he just didn’t think he was ready for kids. And then you came along and his world was shaken, twisted, and turned all the ways he thought his life would never be. So here you both are, married, in a house, with 2 year old twin nightmares.

He tries to be stern but whenever they cry he feels an immense guilt and immediately tries to redeem himself with them.

As someone with baby cousins, the kids definitely know how to manipulate him. Crying whenever they don’t get to play with him, or at the slightest drawback of attention.

Don’t even get me started on hair. You have to play bad guy and wash, comb, and style their hair because Keigo can’t do it himself, their crying just makes him go insane, he never wants to see them in pain. You however, don’t want to see them looking raggedy in public over a few tears, and have to style their hair anyways.

The twins love their daddy, and never want to be apart from them, so he decided to make Monday’s take your kids to work day at his agency. This day however, only applies to him.

“You want to bring in your kid? Does this place resemble a nursery? Get a babysitter or something.” As he says mid carrying his boy on his back and his babygirl on his waist.

After coming home from long days of patrol, seeing his babies crawling around together while you make them snacks is a sight he can’t get rid of. It’s the most domestic dream he’s ever had come true. The woman of his dreams and two beautiful children, what more could he ask for?!

When the twins speak their alien language Keigo tries to play it off and speak it back and sometimes it’s almost like he answered fluently because they’ll respond???

Overall, Hawks is a lover of his kids. He’ll play his favorite (kid friendly) songs in the car for the kids to listen to, has 15,000 photos of them taking up 90% of his phone storage, and a plethora of you as well. Together you both made the perfect little family.

FATGUM

Fatgum is absolutely fantastic with kids. I think his naturally caring nature pulls through in those moments.

With your little girl, he’ll hold her and let her rest on his stomach when she sleeps, and he’ll keep your boy wrapped up tight along with her.

Now sometimes the kids just don’t get along, and in those moments his kindness is far just too useless. Those kids will get what they want even if they can’t even say comprehensive words yet! Fatgum will have to separate them with his incredibly long arms and keep them in the palm of each hand. (Isn’t he like 8 foot something?!)

Tashiro is very whipped. VERY whipped. Like- when I say this I mean making flower crowns at 3AM so his babygirl looks like the prettiest sleeping beauty at school type of whipped. There’s no shame in it though! Absolutely none.

For his lil’ best boy, he likes to play board games with him. The kid laughs and cheers at being let win unknowingly, and he just likes having those intimate moments with his boy.

When they go to sleep, Fatgum likes to lay and talk about all the similarities he sees from them and who they match more with you. Sometimes it’s a bit of a debate but it’s usually full of kisses and maybe a bit more.

We all know Fatgum loves eating, but imagine him getting a buffet for his family so he can eat an unlimited amount of food and watch his kids eat. A good pasttime if he says so himself.

MIRIO

Mirio borderline is a kid, and by that I mean he has so much energy and excitement inside of him, that having twins was almost perfect.

He entertains them like no other! He loves picking them up and tossing them into the air only to catch them. The giggles they let out are something he could listen to for days on repeat with pleasure.

He even does their hair! You heard it right. Even when they cry because of how the detangling can be painful every once in a while, he’ll coo and comfort them as he goes, trying to be as gentle as he can.

“I know sugar, it’s alright it’ll only be a little bit!”

“I know buddy, just sit still I’ve got you.”

He also constantly loves just watching you interact with them. He likes it when you give them matching hairstyles with you. Sometimes when hero work is hard, he gets to come home to you and them asleep on the couch after watching movies together. It’s his favorite sight.

He’s not the perfect dad of course, and sometimes constant coddling isn’t what the kids need and he understands that too. It’s hard for him to play stern sometimes because it’s just not in him. When you’re not home and the kids act up…he just kind of lets them do it then talks to them about what they did and how it was wrong. No punishment, just learning.

When you come home and see them cleaning off crayon from the wall singing a cleaning song, you can’t even be mad because of how adorable the sight is.

He likes rocking the babies to sleep, hearing their gurgling come to a quiet stop and their eyes flutter shut, it’s one of the prettiest sites to him (besides you I mean c’mon)

Overall he just loves having kids. Whether they look nothing or exactly like him, they’re his! That’s something that keeps him going everyday. Coming home to his beautiful family.

What a life.

EL FIN.

Tried to do this to get myself in a writing groove, let me know how y’all like it and stay safe out here! Drink water, keep happy, and do what you want to do! Thanks for being patient with me guys I love all of you!

- SS <3