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whispering-ways · 6 months

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• ⪩⪨ ♥︎ love struck ♥︎ ⪩⪨ •

♥︎ summary: you've just come back from a horrible date and your roommate, Midoriya, helps comfort you

♥︎ pairing: izuku midoriya x reader

♥︎ tags: no warnings, just fluff :)

♥︎ notes: hi everyone, hope everyone is having a good day and I hope y'all like this fic! love y'all and thanks for supporting my fics <;3

You close the door to your apartment with a sigh and head to the kitchen. “Yet another piss poor date,” you think to yourself, fatigue settling in your bones. At this point, it was just too tiring. You’d downloaded every single dating app you could think of; you tried your luck on Tinder, Hinge, Bumble, and everything else under the moon. But regardless of how wide a net you cast, you always seemed to pull in the worst fish. It’s not that you hadn’t found anyone attractive or no one had liked you, but every single time you went on a date, it just managed to go sour.

The first date you’d been on seemed really nice at first, but with the way the guy kept on mentioning that women should be good housewives rather than ‘trying to shoot for the stars’, you knew that pursuing him would go nowhere. The second guy was no better. You’d agreed to go back to his place, just to realize it wasn’t even a place at all; it was his parents’ basement. The third guy? Gross, absolutely gross and that’s all you were going to say. And that led you to today. Today’s date seemed like a shoo-in.

The guy you were talking to was nice, smart, and sweet and it really looked like he was into you. So when he asked you out on a date to a nearby French restaurant, you were genuinely excited. At the least, it gave you a chance to dress up. But after nearly an hour of waiting, you realized that you’d been stood up. You were so upset thinking about the whole situation that you didn’t even notice your roommate on the couch when you took off your heels.

“Hey, I didn’t think you’d be home by now. Thought your date would take a little longer than an hour,” Midoriya said, moving to the side and patting the seat next to him, motioning you to sit next to him. Although you didn’t want anyone to see you upset like this, you were so glad to see Midoriya right now. You’d agreed to move in with him about a couple of months ago since you two were already best friends for years. And what you needed the most right now was your best friend and a good and proper vent.

“Yeah I’m fine, just that all my dates keep going terribly and I’m practically un-fucking-loveable or something,” you reply, throwing your purse on the couch and slumping down.

“Ok, no need for sarcasm. What we’re gonna do is you’re gonna sit here and we’re gonna talk it out okay?” Midoriya replies. He gets up to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water before handing it to you. “Now tell me exactly what happened.”

You take a sip and lean back on the couch, placing the glass to the side. “Well, I went to the restaurant and like I thought it’d be like a nice date, like at least a good time you know? But apparently, I’m a fucking moron or something because I sat there for like 45 minutes waiting for him until the staff had to kick me out because of the long wait times.” Just talking about it made tears well up in your eyes.

“What the hell; did he at least send you a text or anything?” Midoriya asked.

"Oh.. that’s the best fucking part is, I walked out of that restaurant and checked Hinge. I had sent so many messages asking where he was, and guess what? He fucking unmatched me!" you share in disbelief, wiping away the tears with your sleeve. You then grab a pizza roll, attempting to find some comfort in food. "I don't know why this always happens.. I just feel like I'm always going to have terrible luck, it's like I'm cursed. Maybe I'm just delusional and need to accept the fact that I'm unlovable..." you speak sadly, staring blankly.

Midoriya placed his hand on your shoulders, abruptly turning you to face him. Surprised by his sudden movement, you paused in your conversation. "Don't say that about yourself, okay? You are loved by so many people, and you're absolutely loveable. All the guys you've just talked to are just douches, and you deserve so much better than them.” You nod your head and wipe your tears, doing your best to pick yourself up.

He lets out a sympathetic sigh. “How about I make you some of that spicy ramen you like and we watch a movie together? You relax and I’ll take care of it all,” he suggested.

You chuckle at the sweet gesture. “Yeah...yeah that sounds really nice actually.” A part of your heart felt a pang of hurt at his actions; although it was a sweet friendly gesture, that’s all it’d end up being. Just a friendly gesture. But you did your best to erase that thought from your head.

Midoriya gets up from the couch to start cooking the ramen and you head to your room to change out of your dress into some more comfortable pajamas. You tie your hair up before heading to the kitchen and sitting on the countertop to watch Midoriya cook. After a moment or two, you pipe up and ask whether he needs any help.

“No, I’m all good; just sit there and look pretty. Besides, it’s just ramen, there’s not much to do with it.”

You blush at the reply, but shrug it off and reply “Well at least I offered.”

As Midoriya cooks the ramen, you both slip into talking about your lives. Midoriya talked about what an ass his boss was being, which was a great way to distract you from your own problems. The light gossip lifts your heart, and you feel refreshed and ready to tackle the world. Once the ramen is prepared, he scoops two bowls and walks towards the couch, where you follow behind him. You sit down and he walks over to your bedroom. With curiosity, you wondered what he was doing there, but shortly after, he returned with your favorite blanket in hand.

It warmed your heart how much effort Midoriya put into cheering you up. He momentarily takes away your bowl of ramen, only to spread the blanket across you and return the bowl back to you. You take a bite and immediately melt into the couch; it is just what you need. Midoriya joins you on the couch and hands you the remote to pick out a movie. After flipping through a couple of options, you finally settle on a rom-com that you’d been wanting to see for a while.

It didn’t long for you both to finish your ramen and from there on out, all you both were focused on was the movie. Or at least, it seemed like that’s what Midoriya was focused on. All you could think about was how close you both were. You didn’t know what compelled you to offer whether he wanted to share your blanket with you, but you were definitely glad that you both were sitting closer together. Your fingertips were barely brushing with his and you could smell the cologne on him. “Pine and just a hint of smoke,” you thought, but you knew thoughts like that were only going to hurt you. After all, you guys were just best friends.

You try your best to remain focused on the movie, which seems to work fairly well. Not too much longer passes until you and Midoriya begin making comments about the film, which had always been your favorite part of watching movies with him; he always had something out-of-pocket to say about what you two were watching. The climax of the movie had the hero show up at his crush’s door with a bouquet, ready to ask her out. "See that right there? That's what I want. Some flowers and all that stuff on a date? What wouldn't I give to experience a date like that,” you exclaim with a dreamy expression on your face.

You hear Midoryia laugh, and you turn towards him, confused. “What’s so funny?”

“It’s just funny you say that like you haven’t ever gotten flowers ever,” he replies, focusing back on the movie.

“That’s because I haven’t,” you mumble quietly, but not quiet enough to slip Midoriya’s earshot.

He whipped his head around to look at you. “That is genuinely insane, if I could take you out I'd have gotten you flowers for sure, what a damn shame honestly.” You look at him stunned, wondering whether if what he said had registered in his own mind.” Well, you know I mean a girl like you, not you...not that there’s anything bad with you..ugh I’m just fucking it up,” he stammers, his hands flying to cover the rosy blush that now covered his entire face.

You turn away from him and an awkward silence passes between you both. But there was no way you could just leave it off at that. “So you want to take me out then?”

“No..well I mean yes, I’d be privileged too but...” he trails off before sighing, leaning back into the couch. His hands still cover his face as he says, “I just...in all honesty, I don’t want to take advantage of you being upset right now and I know that you don’t have feelings for me so a date would just complicate things, you know?”

Saying that you were thrown for a loop was an absolute understatement. It took you a moment or two to process what he just said before replying, “It’s not like I haven’t thought about it you know. And it’s not like I don’t have feelings for you.”

Midoriya shot up at break-neck speed. “”What?? What do you mean by that??”

“No it’s whatever really, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” you say, fiddling around with the corner of the blanket.

You feel Midoriya's hands gently move over to cover yours, pulling you back to look towards him. His eyes searched for an answer within your own and when you continued to stay silent, he said ”Literally if you don't tell me I'm going to spend all night trying to figure it out and you know I won't with how oblivious I am."

You look down at your interlaced hands and reply, “Well, you know, you’re my best friend and I genuinely enjoy spending time with you. Like I don’t think many people make me genuinely as happy as you do and I have feelings for you. I’ve thought about like being with you, but I like friends with you and I don’t want to weird you out and push you away.”

Midoriya lets go of your hands and for a moment, you think that this was the end, he was going to move out and never talk to you again. But before you can even register it, he pulls you into his arms and hugs you tight. He pulls you back and shifts his hands from the small of your back to your face, cupping it. His face has a huge grin plastered all over it. “Weird me out? I didn’t want to weird you out! I love spending time with you and I’ve wanted to go out with you for a long time. You don’t realize what a dream come true this is.”

At first, hearing that shocks yu, but then you start to laugh at how silly the situation is. You hug him back, happy to be on the same page. After you both let go, you smile and a moment passes between you two. It's a bit awkward but you know what you both are so happy that it’s okay. “Is it okay if I kiss you now.”

You’d never seen a man nod quicker in your life. “Yeah, yeah, that would be nice,” he replied, trying to play off his nod. Your hand slips to his cheek and you lean in to kiss him. You feel his smile against your lips, making you absolutely giddy. You pull away from him, your face flushed red. You looked up at Midoriya, whose green eyes shone with admiration. He just looked too cute; you couldn’t help but lean back into pepper kisses all over his face.

With passion, Midoriya's need to hold you became too overwhelming. He gently eased you into his lap, lifting up both legs so they straddled his. Taking you by surprise, he kissed you repeatedly, as if to convince himself that this was no dream. With every separation of his lips from yours, he seemed more and more content. Breathlessly, he asked, "Is it too early for me to ask you to be my girlfriend?"

“Absolutely not,” you say, snaking your arms around his neck. You pour every drop of affection and joy you had for Midoriya into the kiss. “This is like a dream come true,” you thought.

You two spent the rest of the night, cuddling with each other as you finished the movie. “I never thought I’d say this, but I’m so glad that guy flaked on you,” Midoriya said, kissing you softly on the forehead.

You chuckle, leaning on his shoulder. “I couldn’t agree more.”

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lunanami · 1 year

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STAY THE NIGHT — KEIGO TAKAMI.

warnings : depictions of a bad mental health episode and disordered eating, vague allusion to keigo's past, gender neutral reader, pet names (duckie, baby, sweetheart), written with selective mutism in mind.

notes : very self indulgent comfy fic i wrote this week for myself, just posting in case it puts a smile on anyone else's face <33

wc: 1.2k

you'd spent the day hidden from the rays of sunlight that cut through the gaps in the curtains and distrupting the fortress of solitude that you'd crafted from a mess of blankets and pillows strewn around the mattress.

keigo was long gone, having left early in the day to go work at the agency. you were still sleeping when he left; he hated to wake you so the avian hero simply settled for leaving an ice cold bottle of water (now bordering on room temperature) and writing a cute post-it note and sticking it to the lampshade on your bedside:

"get some rest today for me, okay? don't push yourself too hard, i'll be home as soon as i can. love you, duckie. — kei."

the silly little duck that he'd attempted to draw made you giggle — he certainly was no artist. nonetheless, it warmed your heart that he cared enough to leave something so very sweet. you took a sip of the drink he'd left for you before slipping back under your covers, ignoring the rumbling in your stomach and the tremors that overtook you.

keigo kept his promise, re-entering your shared apartment a few hours after midday. since his agency had taken on additional sidekicks, he'd gotten more time to himself. occasionally he used it for press opportunities, now being the number two hero, but the real reason that he adored such circumstance was that he got to see much more of you.

"hi, duckie," he called out in a whisper, cautious in case you were napping. eventually he found you half awake, holding onto his pillow for dear life. he sat next to you on the bed, pulling you into his lap.

keigo would be stupid if he couldn't tell that you were struggling. he didn't know what was causing it, yet he was patient enough to do whatever he could to help you out until you were ready to open up to him. you let out a sniffle, rubbing your face against his chest as he held onto you.

fortunately, the man was an expert observer and had begun to learn what your small actions meant. he slid the hair tie that he always kept on him off of his wrist, moving your hair into a messy, messy sort-of bun as he continues to caress your back. at this point, keigo could feel your trembling.

"have you eaten anything today, duckie?" he asked, looking at you in case you nodded. you didn't however, you simply shook your head. "okay, baby, it's okay," he cooed. "do you think you could eat if i made you something? would you try f'me, duckie?"

you mustered up your strength to whisper an affirmative, allowing keigo to lift you and carry you to the kitchen. there, he sat you on a stool by the island while he got to work.

very early into knowing him, keigo began to pick up on the small things, like how to tell when you were struggling or, relevant right now, what your safe foods were. perhaps it was his own harsh upbringing, but caring for those he loved had become something that he cherished so very dearly — it made him feel fulfilled. you could tell just as much. while he made you something to eat, he hummed a tune absentmindedly (not realizing that it replicated the melody of your favourite song).

you hugged your arms, craving the warmth of either your blanket stash or a wing hug from your boyfriend. "you cold, duckie?" keigo asked, already shrugging off his jacket. he draped it over your back, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead as he wrapped you up tight. "'m all done anyways," he continued, walking back over to the worktop and returning with a plate of food.

"i know it's a lot, duckie," he confessed, "but i thought we could share, 's that okay?" he waited for your nod before continuing. "we can either go and put a movie on or stay in here and i can tell you about my day, which would you like?"

keigo watched as you struggled to form a response, instead opting to put his two hands out in front of him. he then repeated your option, assigning each of them a hand that you could grab or squeeze to communicate with him. he never made you feel silly for being unable to verbalize what you wanted, instead working quickly to come up with solutions.

you grasped his right hand, indicating that you just wanted for him to talk to you. keigo's voice was always a source of comfort to you; he could quite literally narrate the dictionary and you would be beyond content. softly, he began to tell you all of the happenings at the agency. it was mostly about the new intern that he'd taken under his wing, tsukuyomi from ua. solely from the excitement in keigo's voice, you could tell that he was elated to have another avian-esque hero around. he spoke of the progress that the young hero has made in such a short time, and all of the ideas that he had to help him improve even further.

his rambling was enough to fill the room for the both of you, which put you at ease as it removed the pressure for you to reply outside of the odd nod to ensure that you were listening and not drowning in your own thoughts. you picked at the food that he'd given you, with your boyfriend occasionally grabbing a bite for himself.

you barely noticed that you'd gotten through most of it, with keigo now on some tangent about how he suspects two of the sidekicks at the agency are dating, so he always assigns them patrols together. when you finished eating, he did notice, however.

"all done, duckie?" he asked, to which you nodded timidly. he stood up, wrapping his arms around you. "'m so proud of you, sweetheart. you did so good, yeah?" you leaned into his touch, nuzzling into his chest. "sleepy?" he queried, and you nodded. "why don't we go take a nice warm shower and then cuddle up for the night? does that sound good?"

you nodded your head again, this time more enthusiastically than those prior. keigo chuckled lightly, happy to see you seeming a little bit more like yourself. "you know, duckie," he began, while you face was still smushed against his chest. "i'm really really proud of you, i mean it. i know it's hard sometimes, but 'm always here for you. you're so strong. i'm always in awe of how you can go through this and still pull through, even if you need someone to lean on, you know? i just wanna stay and help you out, duckie, 'm not going anywhere." he punctuated his little ramble with a kiss to the crown of your head, ruffling his feathers before finally releasing you and leading you to get settled for the night, just as he'd promised.

sidenote: i actually think you and kei would end up stalking the socials of the two sidekicks and going on a full detective search later that night ><

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summerlovingbaby · 1 year

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Accidents Happen

tw: self harm and mentions of attempted suicide

Hitoshi heard whimpering coming from one of the spare bedroom at the end of the hall. He was on his way to the kitchen for a glass of water, because the air had grown fairly hot in the night.

He remembered when he felt like that. When the day felt so bad, and the nightmares felt so real that it made him sick. He quietly pushed open the door, careful not to make it creak, careful not to wake the two other adults just down the hall.

He smelled a smell that smelled all to family and brought back to not so distant painful memories. He felt bad for her. He had been in the girls' position not so long ago, and he remembered how each painful moment felt.

He kneeled on the side of her bed and debated waking her up. This was probably the most peaceful sleep she had in a long time, despite the fact that she was having a violent nightmare.

“Y/N.” he gently shook her awake, causing her to sit straight up in the bed, neck hairs standing up. “Hey, it’s okay, you’re okay.”

“Hitoshi?” she quietly questioned, wiping the sweat off her brow. She caught the look on his face and assumed the worst. She tried to get out of bed, but her legs felt stuck to the uncomfortable plastic-like sheets. “Did something happen? Do I have to go back?”

“No..no nothing like that-”

“Is it Eri, is she okay?” she pleaded.

“She’s fine.” he urged. “It’s okay, everything is okay, I swear.” he whispered.

He watched her face settle into a mix of stress and content, and watched her muscles grow loose. Her eyes fell on the spiderman comforter, and she wiggled her nose trying to ignore the presentiant smell. Then she looked at him, waiting for him to speak, he didn’t know what to say, so thought about what Aizawa said to him, not so many months ago.

“ I have to tell you something, and I don’t want you to be embarrased, or worried, or feel bad about it, okay?” he watched her nod sligtly. “ I think you may have had an accident.”

“ Accident?” her eyebrows moved together and her mouth formed into a line confused, before her eyes widened in realization and she grabbed the egde of the comfoter and through it off the bed, landing on the floor right next to Shinso, who payed it no mind. “ Oh god.” Her hand flew to her mouth, as she tried to come up with a reasonable excuse, only for her mind to draw a blank. “ Oh my god. I’m so sorry-”

“There’s no reason to be sorry. It was a accident.”

“ I wet the bed.” she muttered to herself. Like she was still trying to get herself to believe it.

She had been through so much, and yet she was still behaving like a child, not only that but she had managed to embarrass herself into a person that she desperately wanted to be her friend.

“ I wet the bed.” she repeated.

“ It’s okay, it was an accident.” Hitoshi muttered, he saw her trying hard to cry.

“I’m sorry-”

“Please don’t apologize.” he said, he really wanted to stroke her hair and rub her back, but was afraid to touch her without asking. “ It was accident. Accidents happen some time, things like this happen some time.”

“ I wet the bed.” she said again, her eyes widened as tears fell freely down her face, “ I’ll clean it up, I swear. I will-”

“ It’s okay, it’s okay, don’t worry. That doesn’t matter.” He spoke, his voice was calm. He knew the melting pot of emotions that she had to be feeling. It was clear that she was upset, but even then she was worried about fixing the mess that she made.

“ I’ll clean it up I promise, and I can sleep on the couch-”

“ Don’t worry about that right now. How about you go to the bathroom and clean up a little, and I’ll take care of this-”

“ You don’t have to-”

“ I insisit.”

“ You can’t tell him, you can’t-”

“ I won’t, I promise. Now go shower, I’ll be here when you get back.”

20 minutes later, she came back with a fresh pair of pajamas, and a hanful of dirty ones. Hitoshi had given her a pair, and they were much to big, the t shirt stopping mid thigh, and the boxer shorts hanging of her hips. The socks were mismatched in a unironic way. It would have been an unusally funny sight, if it weren’t for the fact that it was clear that she had been crying in the shower.

“ I didn’t know where to-”

“ It’s okay, I’ll take them on my way out.” he whispered. “ I gave you an extra blanket, in case you got cold.”He was always cold when he first moved in. The doctors guessed it was the years of malnutrition and about every diffancy known to man. “ Bed’s all yours.” he motioned to the bed.

“ You won’t tell him-”

“ No.” he spoke plainly. Like he was talking to a mirror. He would know exactly what she felt like, he was in her position not more than a year ago. “ Are you sure you don’t want to talk to him-”

“ Yes.” she said quickly. “ Please.”

“ Is there a reason?”

“ I don’t want him to get rid of me, if I’m too much trouble he’ll get rid of me.” she spoke, it was a manic mutter. His face softened, he knew that desperation, that need to be perfect that want to stay safe, she wanted to be safe. That need to not be too much, to not be sent away.

Hitoshi carefully walked towards her, and pointed, before asking if he could have a seat. Y/N hesitated before nodding softly and looking away. She was tired, that itself was clear, the prominent eyebags gave her away.

“ He won’t get rid of you, I promise.”

“ How do you know, when you’re so...” she searched her mind for the word. Settled on one, opened her mouth to speak, decided it was offensive and didn’t say anything else.

“ It’s okay, You can say it.”

“ Good. You’re so good.”

“When Aizawa had first taken me in I was.... I was alot like you.”

“ Broken?”

Hitoshi shook his head and extended his hand to the bedside tissue, so he could wipe the tears out of her face.

“ I was fine, but one night after Mr. Mic took me out to the store I saw my mothers husband. At the time I was fine. I was a bit scared, yeah, but I thought I was fine. But Aizawa ended up having to wake me up. Turns out I wet the bed. Right through the streets all over the matress.”

“ I hardly even know him and I really don’t want to disappoint him.”

“ I think he’ll be more happy that you reached out to him. He really just wants to help, y’know?”

“ I don’t want him to send me away.”

“ He won’t. I know he doesn’t seem like it, but he is very forgiving and kind. He just wants to help, y’know.” he spoke. Y/N seemed to burry herself in a bundle of inescapble slelf pity. “The first night I got her, I drunk all his alcohol threw up over his balcony before taking a knife from his kitchen and trying to kill myself.” he said like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Y/N wanted to laugh, he always seemed so put together and calm. There is no way a boy like him, used to be so broken. So unfixable.

“ Yeah right.”

“See.” he pulled up the hem of his sleves and saw a long scar running along his wrist. Y/N’ s mouth fell open and she chewed on her bottom lip.

“But you seem so... okay.”

“ It took some time to get there, but I’m getting to be okay.” he shrugged. “ You’ll get there to.” he added. “ You’re doing better than I was, you haven’t thrown up over the balcony yet so.”

“ When did it stop?” she asked, looking up at staring at the wall. “ The bed wetting?”

“ I don’t remeber the day-”

“Why did it stop.”

“ I don’t know, they just did. It still happens sometimes, maybe once a month or so.” he whispered. “ Talking to him helped. He’s really good about that stuff. I know he doesn’t seem like it but he’s comforting in a weird way. He always knew how to make me feel better.”

“ I can’t-”

“ He won’t get rid of you.”

“ Becase it’s embarrasing, I’m ebarrased. I feel so pathetic, like a baby.”

“ I get it. Boy do I get it, but not talking about it, it only hurts you.”

“ Eri has never wet the bed-”

“ It’s a trauma response, a normal truma response that alot of people have.An that doesn’t make you any more pathetic, or give you any reason to be embarrased.”

“ I would be really embarrased if I threw up over the balcony.” she shrugged and glanced up to look for his approval to he smiling and bitting back a laugh.

“ Really funny.” he laughed. “ You’re really funny.”

Y/N wore a ghost of her smile as Hitoshi waved her goodbye and started to leave. He picked up the pile of laundry and made it halfway before she called out to him.

“ I’ll think about it. Talking to him I mean.”

He nodded, that’s all he could ask of her was to think about getting help. Forcing her to talk would have been bad, so she planned on not going back to sleep, and thinking about it.

“ If you need anything, I’m just down the hall.”

And with that, he closed the door behind him, leaving Y/N with a half smile, and thoughts of getting help.

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tvgals · 1 year

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‘ HAKUNA MATATA ‘

aizawa x black! fem! reader

aizawa and his pregnant wife’s favorite movie <3

notes: inspired by my mom because her favorite disney movie is the lion king and cried in theaters during the live action

“again, y/n? it’s like the third time today. and it’s only 5:00!” aizawa laughs, walking into the apartment takeout in hand. aizawa got you pregnant almost five months ago. pregnancy hasn’t been easy whatsoever. cravings and feelings bouncing all around inside of you

. “yeah…it’s a good movie!” you giggle, rubbing a hand over your stomach. aizawa playfully rolls his eyes, sitting at the end of the couch, avoiding your feet. he placed the takeout on the coffee table. “here, baby.” he says, handing you your shrimp fried rica and egg rolls. “thank you shō’” you say, eyes never peeling from the tv screen. shōta smiles at you, never in a million years would he have thought he’d settle down and have a baby. never. “what is it with-“ shōta was cut off by you shushing him, the best part of the movie was on, where nala and simba were stuck in the elephant graveyard. shōta smiles, and eats his takeout. “love you y/n.”

short as hell 🫡

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bakubunny · 5 months

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sharing with the class!

the stoner!Sero x fem!reader that's been sitting in my drafts for months now is rotting my brain once again. I was soooo stumped on how to write it.

but then I wrote that friends to lovers thing with Sero and... I think I found my angle. because I need more of the in-between, I need more of the best friends/fwbs interactions that I didn't get into with that post. and "can I try something with you?" is still a phrase that is rotting my brain, so expect that line to get squozed into it somewhere

also like, can you imagine that phrase in a fwb setting? friggen just Sero showing up one day with like, the kinkiest article pulled up on his phone and he's just "let's try this, I wanna try this with you, you think we can do this?" I did not put any of my nsfw headcanons into that post, but trust they were all there in my head LOL

fun fact: i’ve never smoked or gotten high so i live vicariously through everyone else’s fics 😂

honestly, i LOVE that line and it feels like it’s something sero would say. i can see the excited, adventurous grin on his face. it warms my heart and rots my teeth.

and that’s both cute and really attractive ahaha. i’d probably say yes. 🙊

#on fridays we share with the class #bnha #mha #bhna fluff #mha fluff #sero fluff #sero hanta #cute moots #sero smut #smut hcs #aged up characters

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addiesshrooms · 1 year

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In the locker with Denki… ☆☆☆

Tried to write this as soon as the idea popped into my pretty little head~! Hope ya’ll enjoy!!

☆Prior Summary☆: While at the pool with the gang, Denki goes looking for you when you go to look for something after you got out of the pool, and to avoid getting caught Stealing

☆☆☆ You feel a hand behind you groping your ass, slowly trailing down your thighs. You can smell him right behind you, and feel the tightness in his pants press up against your thin, tight panties.

Denki Kaminari. You could feel his chest too, honestly it’s just surprising how ripped he was. You always thought he would just have an average body, and over course we wasn’t aggressively ripped, but he had a six pack which was hot.

His swim trunks rubbed up against your ass, as your tits pushed up against the cold metal of the locker door, “Denki I can feel you grinding against m-!” He covered your mouth with his hand, and stuck a few fingers inside. “SHHHH-!!!” You feel a tiny shock on the roof of your mouth.

“Mmmh~!” You feel Denki start to lightly scratch the roof of your mouth, and you make out outlines of people through the grates of the locker and try to calm your self.

He slides your panties to the side and slicks a finger inside of you and slides around inside of you until you have cum dripping down your legs. Denki whips out his dick and starts sliding in and out of your folds.

“F-fuh-ck, your soaked-” He groans into your ear as he slowly pushes his cock inside of you.

“T-their g-gon-na hear u-us d-Denki”

“Come on babe they won’t h-hear us-”

。☆☆☆。

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wriothesleysgf · 1 year

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ MAKE U MINE — denki kaminari .

about you attend one of class a's reunion parties with your boyfriend, denki. you never anticipated that events would take such an unexpected turn.

genre fluff, a tiny bit of angst but it's quickly resolved.

notes this is my entry for @hystix 's petals of love collab ! it's super duper self induglent, and full of tidbits i associate w my selfship !

wc 1.1k

despite the fact that everybody from class a had graduated a number of years ago, they tried to meet up whenever hectic schedules allowed them too. this year, yaoyorozu had decided to take it upon herself to host a new year's eve gathering, with champagne flowing and japan's newest pro-heroes celebrating another year of successfully kicking villain ass.

being a member of the support course, you were never as involved with school events as much as your boyfriend of the last few years, denki kaminari, was. in fact, you considered it to be an act of fate that brought the two of you together. had you not been in mei's workspace, helping her tinker with her recent invention, you may never have been introduced to the loud-mouthed katsuki bakugou and his blonde, sort of dopey looking friend that you later fell in love with.

he gave you butterflies instantly. having noticed how bakugou's angry demeanour seemed to make you jumpy, denki warned his friend to tone it down. though no words were exchanged between the two of you, the small smiles you offered one another, a wordless "thank you" in your case, the boy caught sight of you in the crowd at the school's festival later that year. he even threw his guitar pick your way — and yes, you do still have it tucked away between the pages of your favourite novel.

you slowly became acquainted with the rest of his class, as when the dorm system was integrated at ua, you often payed a couple of visits to him. though you were timid at first, you found yourself opening up very quickly and becoming a more sensible yet still bubbly counterpart to the hyperactive kaminari. you even made friends with some of his, all of whom welcomed you with open arms — kirishima and mina were particularly fond of you, with the former even slowly becoming something akin to a brother to you. they all adored seeing how happy you made denki, and enjoyed having a beam of sunlight such as yourself around. hell, there were even a couple of squabbles at the beginning of the school year over who would be assigned to you for adjustments and improvements to their hero gear.

before you knew it, midnight was shortly approaching. you hadn't really seen denki that much tonight, and when you had, there just seemed to he something off. the shy little girl that hid inside of you slowly began to tackle you for control, and you had to do your best to reassure her that no, denki wouldn't just throw you under the rug, especially not at a party with all of his friends in attendance.

a call of your name snapped you out of your thoughts. "is everything okay? you look a bit pale," mina asked. she was still swaying to the music thudding through the speakers, moving carefully so as not to spill the brightly-labelled can of whatever alcoholic beverage she had been sipping. "it's denki, isn't it? what did that asshat do?"

her expression shifted to one more serious as she pulled you slightly away from where you were standing and towards the edge of the room. you explained your concerns, how you didn't even know where denki was right now, and how he'd been acting a little bit distant this week.

"sweetheart," mina cooed, "it's nothing like that, i promise. that man is head over heels for you, he has been since the first time he even saw you!" she took a sip of her drink and offered you one too, though you declined. "i remember him coming back to the lunch hall after seeing you. he barely touched his soba because he was busy gushing about 'the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen'. we were sick of it by the end of the week, but in a cripplingly single kind of way, you know?"

there was a small smile on your face when she finished speaking. mina checked her watch before fully returning to her bright and bubbly self — which was only heightened when she was drunk. "you going to be okay, baby? i need to go find kyo!"

you nodded and bid her farewell before returning to the heart of the party once again in search of your boyfriend.

as if on cue, when the clock struck 11:55, a strong pair of hands gripped your wrist and spun you around where you stood. by the static electricity radiating from the touch, you knew exactly who it was.

"hey, sunshine!" he beamed, though nervously scratching the back of his neck. "'s almost midnight. . ."

"mhm, i need to go find sero," you replied teasingly.

denki looked utterly confused and not yet catching onto your bit. "and why would that be?"

"who else is gonna kiss me at midnight?" you giggled softly, smirk giving away the fact that you were joking. denki chuckled a little before switching to a much more serious demeanour, one that you rarely saw with him.

"look, y/n," he trailed off, looking at the clock: 11:57PM. "you've probably noticed that i've been a bit distant recently, and it's just. . . i don't know how to say it."

you grasped both of his hands with your own and ran your thumb over his knuckles, silently reassuring him that whatever was bothering him, he could share it with you.

"i don't. . ." he sighed. "three more minutes." he whispered to himself. "i don't want to start the new year with you as my girlfriend."

your heart broke. no, it shattered. all you wanted was to run away to the nearest bathroom and process that last sentence. mina was wrong. that harmful voice in your head was right, no matter how much you had been working to drown it out. maybe he'd found someone else. maybe he realized that he was to good for you. maybe he's never liked you.

tears welled up in your eyes, and you pleaded with them not to fall just yet. however, the grip that denki had on your hands was unfaltering, so you couldn't move despite wanting to.

"no! no! oh my god, you probably think i'm breaking up with you. . ." he stammered, and you nodded in response, not trusting your voice. "it's the opposite, actually."

although the countdown to ring in the new year had begun, with everybody in the room bellowing at the top of their lungs.

FIVE.

FOUR.

THREE.

"marry me?" denki spat out.

you barely had a second to process it. without even thinking, your lips were on his before the countdown even reached zero. your hands snaked around his neck and his around you waist, letting the rest of the world slip away into a blur. everyone's initial celebrations were reaching a halt as you pulled away from one another.

you lazily rested your head on denki's shoulder, ensuring that your lips were close to his ear as you uttered a single word, returning the sentiment that he was oh so petrified you wouldn't.

"yes."

#★ — delilah's musings.#❁ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ❁#denki kaminari x reader #denki kaminari fluff #mha x reader #mha x you #mha fluff #bhna x reader #bhna fluff #my hero academia x reader #my hero x reader #my hero academia fluff

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blakeswritingimagines · 1 year

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Tokoyami with a caring reader who has a healing quirk

He finds you are sweet, kind, courageous, you’re very gentle and caring. You make him feel comfortable and relaxed even when around others, while you make all his stresses disappear he does his best to help you whenever he can. Your someone who always brightens up his world when he feels down, and for that, he’s grateful. You always manage to make him smile when he’s sad or irritated, you that kind of person who always knows how to cheer him up. Your also someone who never gives up no matter what, this always makes him feel proud to be with you. You are just everything he could ever ask for and more.

It's great. You're the kind of person who has a heart of gold and being in a relationship with you is comforting. Being with you makes him feel safe and secure. It's very nice to be with someone who is so caring towards him even if it did take him some time to warm up to it. It makes him feel like he can trust the world around you both a little bit more. Your Healing Quirk is so helpful he feels truly lucky to have you in his life. It helps him knowing that if anything happens he can depend on you to help and be there for him. He’s grateful to have your care and warmth in his dark little world.

He’s noticed you got this radiant confidence that is just infectious. When he’s around you, he feels like nothing can go wrong, and he can do anything. You make him feel like anything is possible. He also thinks your absolutely hilarious, and has a great sense of humor. Even during school/work you also seem to have the power of making him pay more attention to you then whichever hero agency you pick. It's like a never-ending date with his best friend.

He finds it finds it amusing and there’s something about watching you fret over him and baby him that makes him melt especially since he’s not use to that kind of attention, but does force others to go to recovery girl instead of you even if your the closest one he and shadow like being the main ones you help even if they don’t always need it.

He has in fact while it’s brought up gotten himself hurt even if not . More times than he'd like to admit. When he feels he’s just too weak, that he has no way of overcoming an opponent, or he just wants to give up, and sometimes he does just want to give up, you do your best to help him push through and find a way to pull through and beat his opponent or the challenge that's facing him. When he gets hurt you'll always be there to heal him. He has gotten reckless a few times, because he knew you can make him better, so he does just push himself too far sometimes.

Shadow absolutely loves and adores you. He's very protective of you. He's always the first one to notice when you're sad or hurt, and the first one to try to make you feel better. He's always by your side, and he wouldn't have it any other way. You share a special bond with that side of him as well, and it's only grown stronger over the years, to the point where you're now practically inseparable. Like all good friends, you've been through a lot together, and you're always there for each other.

Whenever his shadow is upset or hurting, and they both know your always doing everything you can to comfort it and ease its pain. You hold it close and speak gently to it, soothing its fears and anxieties. His shadow is sensitive, easily overwhelmed and often afraid, but you always understand and never judge. You know that it needs you, but sometimes it doesn't know how to come to you, so you’ve learned to meet it halfway. His shadow feels so incredibly safe and adored when your around. It always feels better, no matter how bad the day has been.

The day you confessed to him is one of his most absolute favorite memories to hold close. He had never felt that way about anyone before in his life. It was like you were meant to be. It was the best day of his life, and a day he will never forget. He can still remember exactly how the sky looked that day, and the feeling that he had when you told him you loved him. It was just... perfect. It's the happiest day of his life, and nothing can ever take that away from him. It's the day that he knew that you were the one.

And yes you are his hero partner, and you fight crime together. This job can be difficult and dangerous, but having you at his side keeps him going. Being able to know that you're always there for each other makes even the toughest fights manageable, and he always feels like you can come out on top together. Working with you has made his job a lot easier and more enjoyable, and he knows he wouldn't be able to do it as well without you. You're a team through and through. You complement each other perfectly.

Going on walks together, to the mountains, seeing the sunset, holding her hand. Just being close to you. It makes him feel really calm and content. You are his home. When he’s with you, it feels like you're in your own little bubble, a paradise where nothing else matters except you two. It's just such an amazing feeling. He’s never experienced anything like it before. it makes him feel so much love and respect for you. He’s truly lucky to have someone as wonderful as you in his life.

When he sees you healing some unfortunate soul, it always brings a smile to his face knowing you're helping someone. He will admit you put yourself in danger a few times and that's not good, however. It's just in your nature to help but he can’t help watching you in awe as you fight and work on healing so many others. So he can't hold that against you or be too worried, as he knows that you are always thinking of others. He can't explain it really. It just makes his heart melt with happiness knowing you are always looking out for others.

It's wonderful. Your quirk is versatile so it can be used for a wide variety of situations, including both attack and defense. You are always able to support and assist him in times of need, be those times to heal him or provide some kind of moral support. It's just a good feeling to know that there's someone there for you who cares and wants to help.

He loves spending time with you and when he goes off on assignments for the hero agency he makes sure to bring you back some gifts like flowers or just small things he knows you will enjoy. He wants to show you that he cares just as much as you do. He also listens to you talk about your day and listens to you when you have an issue or something is stressing you out. He is not great at expressing his emotions in words, but he does hope that he is showing you in his own way that he cares for you.

He’ll give you flowers on several occasions along with many gifts. He’ll take on several romantic dates whenever you both are free of work. you both go to the beach and go sight seeing. He thinks you a perfect person for him and he knows you have his back and he has yours.

It is extremely worrisome for him when you get hurt while fighting against villains. He’ll always rush to your location to make sure that you are alright and sometimes fight alongside you. He tries to keep his composure and think calmly but it is almost always a rush of emotions when it does happen. Shadow is a bit different. He is far more reactionary and will almost always go on the offensive when you go down and has a more protective mindset than he does.

#fumikage tokoyami x reader #tokoyami fukimage #mha tokoyami #tokoyami x you #bhna tokoyami #mha headcanons #bhna fluff #my hero academia headcanons #my hero headcanons #my hero academia #thank you to the anon that requested this!

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whispering-ways · 4 days

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡ i like you (too much) - part 1 ♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

♡ summary: you just joined a new high school and you're hoping to make a bunch of new friends. unfortunately, you're paired up with Akatsuki and he seems to despise you. nevertheless, you're determined to make it work. little do you know that you're first interaction would lead to a wonderful friendship and possibly even more.

♡ pairing: bakugo katsuki x reader

♡ tags: no warnings, just fluff :) but the next couple of parts may or may not have some smut ;)

♡ notes: hi besties! I'm back finally with another fanfic after months. I'm so sorry for my hiatus, but I've been super busy with college. I'm graduating in literally in 5 days which is so exciting (neurosci and psychology BS) and also been working on a patent and been doing patient trials in the neurosci lab I volunteer at and been applying for grad programs, so its been a lot. but I'm back with a new (long) Katsuki fic now that things have finally settled! Really this was a story with my OCs, Drew and Kressie (names still yet to be confirmed but that's what I've got for now) but I thought this would still work with Bakugo. Let me know if y'all want me to post the OC version too :) hope you guys like it!

As you sit in the principal’s office with your parents, you start to drown out the principal’s monotonous voice. All you cared about in the moment was how you would fit in. Middle school had been terrible; a journey chocked full of bullies and spending lunches alone. So when your parents told you that the 3 of you were moving to a new state for your dad’s fancy new job, you thought this was your chance to wipe the slate clean. Start afresh and make some friends this time around. You’d been excited for weeks, but now sitting here about to start your first day, you felt your stomach churn with anxiety.

The principal calling your name brought you back to reality. “So Y/N are you ready to start your first day? I know it’ll be halfway through your periods, but still your first day if you think about it!”

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” you replied, picking up your backpack.

“I’ll take you to your new classroom,” said the principal, standing up and opening the door for you, gesturing you to follow him. After saying goodbye to your parents, you head outside the office with a big sigh, readying yourself. It felt like forever before you reached your classroom. Your principal knocked on the door and stuck his head inside. You heard him say something to the teacher inside, but couldn’t quite make out what. She came out a couple moments afterward and the principal left you in her hands. A short introduction later, she brought you inside to the front of the class.

“Hey everyone, I’m sorry to interrupt you all in the middle of quiet work time, but we’ve got a new student. This is (Y/N) and she’ll be in our class from now on,” she said with a big smile on her face; it was almost too cheery. “I’m hoping since you only came in a week late, it won’t be too hard to catch up with the class.” She scanned around the classroom before continuing, “Looks like we’ll have to place you in the back with Katsuki. We share one big desk between students, so I hope that’s okay with you.” You nod and the teacher turns towards her desk, reaching down to grab a packet. “Here’s what we’re working on right now; answer as best as you can and don’t worry about getting questions wrong. You’ll be sitting right over there,” pointing to the back.

You look toward where she gestured to find a guy in a black hoodie, his eyes covered by his hood and lip curled in disdain. “Fantastic,” you thought, taking the packet from your teacher’s hand. “It’d be my luck to be put right next to someone that looks like they’d kill.” You plop down in your seat and look towards your new deskmate, smiling at him as an olive branch. Maybe he was super nice and just didn’t know how to show it.

He looked at you up and down, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as if he was wondering why you’d even dare to look over. With a sigh, you turn back around and start to work on your packet. You wouldn’t consider yourself super smart, but definitely above average. But ‘above average’ wasn’t going to cut it for this packet. You chose to take Calculus to challenge you and to look better on college applications, but looking at the work in front of you, you regretted your decision. This stuff was just way too complicated, but you were determined to figure it out.

You look over at Deku to see whether he’s struggling too for some sort of comfort. To your disappointment, you see him flying through the work, his head practically buried in the packet. You tried again to work through the first problem. “Find the derivative of the following function...what even is a derivative?” you thought to yourself. You pulled out your phone, hoping to try and find some sort of video to explain what was going on when you felt a tap on your shoulder.

You turned around to find your teacher smiling at you once again. “Hey (Y/N), I hope the packet is going good, but in this classroom we don’t use phones to search up answers. If you’re having trouble, why don’t you ask your deskmate to help you out? I’m sure Katsuki would love to help you out!”

You slipped your phone back into your pocket, giving your teacher a tight-lipped smile in return. “Out of all people, why did I get paired with him,” you pleaded internally. After a few moments, you give up and decide to ask Katsuki for help. “Hey, uh... would you mind helping me out with this question please?” No response. You cleared your throat, hoping to draw attention to your request. Nothing, nada, zilch. It’s then that you noticed he had some earbuds in. “Maybe he really just couldn’t hear me,” you thought. A few moments of contemplation later lead you to tapping his shoulder, hoping to finally get his attention.

He whipped his head around, giving you the chance to get a good look at his face. The first thing you noticed were his eyes. His eyes were red, probably because of contacts, and were coupled with dark circles; it looked like he hadn’t had sleep in weeks. You were finally able to see his hair peeking out from under his hood which had been messily bleached blonde with brown roots growing out. His lips were still in a snarl. “What do you want?” he asked, spitting out each word with anger. “Don’t you know when people are trying to ignore you?”

A hit and a miss. There was no doubting it now; he definitely hated you. You hadn’t even been in the classroom for 20 minutes and your high school dreams of making friends were already coming crashing down. You were just about to reply when he snapped back at you “What? Just going to stare at me forever or something?”

See, you were nice, but not nice enough to let that sort of behavior go by without saying anything. “What the fuck is your problem dude? I just wanted to ask you about derivatives. Damn, a bitch can’t even be curious about math anymore,” you retorted. You were hoping to put him in his place a little, but instead, you heard him chuckle.

“Ok fine, I’ll help you out. I’ll admit, that was a little funny. But this doesn’t mean we’re all buddy buddy, okay? I just want you off my back.”

“Sure whatever gets me done with this packet,” you said, flipping through the pages of the problems till you found the one you were looking for. You pointed to the derivative question and said “Just explain this one to me and I’ll be out of your hair. I just don’t really know how to get started with it.”

With an annoyed sigh, Katsuki gets started on explaining it to you. “Okay so basically all you’ve got to do is just differentiate all 3 parts and then add it. Was that too hard for you to understand or something or did you finally get it?”

You didn’t want to say it, but you didn’t get it. What was differentiating? Subtracting? You had no clue. But you couldn’t admit that, not when he was acting so rude; you had way too much pride for that sort of confession. “Let’s say I didn’t get it. I totally did, but if I didn’t, would you be able to explain it more in depth?” you ask him, hoping he wouldn’t pick up on your lie.

Katsuki definitely picked it up. He wasn’t stupid. But he was dreading having to talk to you more. He wasn’t trying to make friends or talk to people and be all chit-chatty; all he wanted was to be left alone, but unfortunately, you didn’t seem to be picking up on that any time soon. He grabbed your sheet and put it right between you two. If you wanted a in-depth explanation, you were going to get one. Bit by bit, he explained every single step of the problem, dragging out each individual part unnecessarily. That’d teach you to bother him again.

What he did not expect was the beaming smile you gave him in return. “Thank you so much! That actually helped a ton dude! See I knew you could be nice,” you say as you bring the packet back to your side to continue working on the next couple of problems.

Your response threw him for a loop. Sure, Katsuki was confused over how he could seem nice, but what really had him was your smile. He could’ve sworn it was the sweetest smile he’d ever seen. Slightly crooked, but still shined like the sun. He turned around, pulling his hood down to cover the slight blush that had appeared on his face. He hated the feeling he had his stomach now and it was all your fault. He knew it was a bad idea to help you.

He dove into his work, trying not to focus on you. It felt like decades before the bell rang and people started packing up to move to their last period. Out of the corner of his eye, Katsuki saw you whip out a folded piece of paper, which opened up to reveal your schedule. He heard you sigh as he was packing up and he already knew what was coming. As soon as he came back up from zipping his backpack, he was met with your eyes looking at him and he knew you were about to bother him again.

“Uh... so I’ve got my next period in room 2301, but I have no idea how to get there. I think its English Lit with Ms. Carlisle, but like we only have 10 minutes to get there and I don’t want to get lost. Do you mind just giving me some quick directions?” you ask.

He wanted to say no and tell you to get lost. But it seemed like his mouth betrayed him when he heard himself saying “Yeah ok, I”ll take you there.”

“Oh! I mean you don’t have to really take me to the room, but I appreciate it a lot!” you reply cheerily with another one of your smiles.

“Do her cheeks never hurt from all that smiling?” Katsuki thought to himself. “It’s whatever, I’m in the same class too so I don’t give a shit.” he said, standing up and slinging his bag over one shoulder.

He starts walking away and you take that as a sign to start walking or be left alone in the classroom. With a wave to your teacher, you speed up to catch up to him. It was a bit awkward walking beside him but not talking. You’d initiate some sort of conversation, but it looked like he was ready to bite your head off and you already felt like you were pushing it.

Thankfully, Katsuki ended the awkward silence between you two, “So.... like, where did you move from?”

“From Florida, but not like city Florida, think like retirement home type of Florida. North Florida specifically.” you rambled, trying to fill up the silence between you for a bit longer.

“Cool, so you’ve like seen gators and shit then?” he said, looking down towards you. It was then that he took notice of the height difference between the two of you. He wasn’t super tall by any means, but compared to you he felt like a giant.

“I mean I’ve seen a couple snakes, gators... and a few lizards too! Nothing too scary though!” you say with a smile. He nodded in response and a silence settled over you two again. You started to rack your brain for something to say to keep the conversation going, when you suddenly felt a yank on your backpack.

“Don’t just fucking walk off, we’re here, English Lit,” Katsuki says, pulling you back to the front of the door after you’d walked right past it.

“Oh! Thank you” you reply, holding the door open. “After you.”

Katsuki felt weird walking into class and it had nothing to do with the quiz the class had to do today. He walked over to his usual desk and felt you follow behind before sitting down right next to him. You put your bag down in your seat and walked over to the teacher, probably to go introduce yourself. It was obvious to Katsuki that he wasn’t getting rid of you or the weird feeling you gave him every time you smiled anytime soon.

He was brought out of his thoughts by the sweetest laugh he had ever heard. He turned towards the source of the sound and he wasn’t surprised to see it came from you. It seemed like everything you did added to that weird feeling he felt in his stomach. He hated it. You sat back down next to him, syllabus in hand along with a couple of other forms for you to fill out.

Class seemed to drag on forever for Katsuki. It took everything in him to focus on what the teacher was saying rather than how your eyebrows were furrowed in concentration and how you chewed your pencil from time to time and how you drew tiny little flowers and hearts on your notes whenever you got bored. The bell finally rang, releasing Katsuki from what seemed to be his own personal hell. He got up wordlessly to walk towards his car, ready to leave and go home. He made it a couple of paces outside of class before he felt a small tap on his arm.

He turned around to see you looking up at him with big eyes. “Hey.. uhh.. Could I maybe get your number? We have to finish that packet by tomorrow’s class and I know there’s a good chance I could be confused again, so I was hoping to maybe get your help again?” you ask.

How could he refuse those eyes? With a sigh, he held his phone out to you. You looked up at him quizzically. “Do I need to explain everything to you? Put your number in already. I’ll text you back so you can have mine” he snapped.

You took his phone and typed in your number, saving your contact while you were at it. “There you go, all saved and everything,” you say. You couldn’t even fully finish your sentence before Katsuki snatched his phone out of your hands.

“Well, it was nice meeting you Katsuki, but I’ve got to head to the buses soon. I think my bus is leaving in like literally 10 minutes. It was nice meeting you though and hope to see you tomorrow,” you say, running off to catch the bus before you were left without a ride.

“Nice to meet you too, I guess,” he whispered to himself. He hoped you didn’t hear it. He walked to his car, throwing his bag into the backseat and putting his head on the steering wheel. “What’s going on with me? Why is everything so weird all of a sudden?” he thought. He took his phone out from his hoodie, looking for your contact and, more importantly, to put a name to your face.

It wasn’t hard to find since it was the only contact that stuck out like a sore thumb. “Y/N..” he said, reading out your name. He noticed a small smiley face beside your name, a sweet detail that caused an unconscious smile to cross his lips. It didn’t take him long to notice and he immediately shook his head trying to drive his smile away. He put his head back on the wheel with a thud, letting out a frustrated groan. That weird and uneasy feeling in his stomach had come back again and he had a feeling it wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

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lovelyladyraven · 1 year

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Toshinori Yagi: I’m sorry

You laying on the one side closest to the edge and him on the other. Both facing away from each other.

Being eaten by the saddness and hurt.

Wanting to reach over and touch him softly but not being able to because you’re both mad and hurt.

Finally after a while the heavy silence in the room is filled with his deep breaths. The bed feels so much bigger and the distance between you grows.

You curl into a ball and silently shake and tears well in your eyes and sobs in your throat.

You feel so alone.

Then you’re pulled towards the middle of the bed as if you weigh nothing. Yagi’s body molding against yours as he shushes you in a gentle voice.

You cry harder at his sweetness and anger at being upset with each other.

His large hand cups your face and he turns you slightly upright, leaning over you, taking over your vision where all there is is him.

He looks at you with concern and caresses your cheek. He slowly rubs the tears on you eyes, “Oh my sweetness.” You reach up and pull him towards you encompassing him around you so all that there is is him.

Hours later the moonlight shines on the couple. Spooning each other and holding on as if to never let go.

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summerlovingbaby · 1 year

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Accidents Happen P2

A small quiet knock fell on the door, disrupting Aizawa, who had busied himself for the night. His glasses balancing on the tip of his nose, and his hair thrown into a messy bun that was hanging on by a hair tie and half a hair.

He glanced up to the door, where a shy and pitiful Y/N waited at the door, All the confidence she had dissipated as soon as she saw him, and waves of embarrassment washed over her body and she suddenly, and she suddenly remembered she had every reason to be ashamed, and no reason to hold her head so high and to be proud.

“Is everything alright?” he asked, she slightly shook her head no, so slight that even Aizawa didn’t catch it. “Is there a reason that you’re not in bed?” he asked. “You said you were going to bed early.”

“I’ve had an accident.” She whispered.

“I’m sorry I didn’t quite catch that.” he said sweetly, shutting his laptop and turning to face her.

“I’ve had a accident.” She repeated. “I wet the bed.”

She still hadn’t looked at him, if she did she would have saw the faint smile that brushed across his features and how his shoulders slumped forward slightly. Not out of disappointment, but out of hope. He was pleased that she had an accident, but pleased that she felt safe enough to come to him for help, and a small part of him wanted to jump for joy because she came to him for help.

“Oh well, that’s okay.” he said, standing up slowly. “We will get you all cleaned up, and I will change your sheets.”

“ I’m sorry-”

“ There’s no need to be sorry honey, this is nothing a fresh pair of pajamas and a shower can’t fix.” he walked over to her patted the top of her head, hoping that it would put her on ease. “ I mean it, it’s no big deal.”

“ I’m really sorry, I can clean it up myself it’s just-” she tried to speak, but she was suddenly overcome with the overwhelming urge to cry.

“ It’s okay, I really don’t mind.” he knelt down so he could be on her level, squatting awkwardly, at his knees.

Y/N didn’t look up from his black house shoes, with grey fuzzy lining. Upon closer inspection he was wearing cat socks, that would have seemed obnioxus but he wore them so much that the colors had faded, and the blues looked grey.

She tried to argue further, but Aizawa wouldn’t have any of that and instead ushered her down the hallway and into the spare closet, where he kept old clothes that shrunk in the wash, but Shinso wasn’t quite big enough for. He handed her plaid pajama bottoms and a t shirt with a bright yellow cat vane on it. It had been washed so many times the cat had half a face, and the only thing left of the tail was a forgotten imprint.

She followed him where he led her to the bathroom door and pushed it open. He watched her hesitate walking in the bathroom, the way her eyes glazed over at the thought of stepping on the cold tile. Her hand started to shiver when she reached for the doorknob, and that made his heart shatter into a million peices and fall all over the floor.

“ Hey Y/N, can I show you something?” he gently pushed her into the bathroom, wincing at the whimper that she made. He showed her the doorknob and fiddled with the locking mechanism. “ You see this?” he asked, squatting down to her level, to make sure that she saw it.

“ Yeah.” she whispered. “Yeah I see it.”

“ This is called a lock, you know what that is?”

She violently shook her head before whimpering again.

“ That’s okay, it’s okay, I can just explain it to you, yeah? You’re not in trouble.” his voice was sweet like a cherry pie, and warm like tea with a whole bunch of sugar.

Despite the fact that he was talle than her by at least a foot and a half, and had about 80 lbs on her, she had felt as safe as she ever had in a while. Same way she felt with Hitoshi. He was a safe person, or at least she though he was. but she shouldn’t trust her judgement. At least not recently, she thought she was past these “little accidents.” She had been through so much, but still wetting the bed like she was a child.

“ So if you twist this thing right here.” he says, twisting the locking mechanism.” It locks the door.” He grabs the door handle ant twists it. “ That basically means that nobody can open the door, unless you unlock it, and you don’t have to unless you want to. Do you understand?”

“ I think so.” she whispered.

“ Why don’t you try it for me? he asks gently.

She fiddled with the lock unlocking and locking it a few times, before looking up at Aizaw searching his face for approval, he nodded and smiled at her, before patting her on the back.

“ Good job. So when you lock that door, it means your safe, and that means nobody can get inside.” he nods. “ So I’m going to let you shower, you can come find me whenever you’re done. Take as long as you need.”

She nodded sligtly before shutting the door behind her. Aizawa waited by the door waiting to hear the click, once he did he set to work. He went to his office and shut down his computer for the rest of the night, then he walk to his sons bedroom, and knocked on the door so quiet that it sounded like awhisper.

He heard a grunt, and he let himself it surprised at the fact that the door was unlocked. He stopped locking the door, and Aizawa bit back a gleeful smile. He tip toed into the room and gently shook Hitoshi awake.

“ Dad.” he whispered, voice groggy with sleep. He was still waking up so he wasn’t able to sensor himself, and he was too tired to even realize he said it. “Is there a reason you woke me up?”

“ Y/N’s in the bathroom taking a shower, I showed her how to lock a door, but if you have to pee, go to the one downstairs.”

“ Did she have another accident?” he asked. Another fruedian slip that he did catch, he sat straight up with wide eyes, rubbing the sleep out of them. “ You can’t tell her I told you that.”

“ I won’t. You stopped locking your door?”

“ I don’t feel the need to anymore.” he said, like it was the most normal thing in the world.

“ Go back to bed kid.” he said ruffling Hiitoshis already messy purple hair, and pushung him back down.

“ You’re the one who woke me up.” he laughed. Aizawa had already made it to the door, when Hitoshi asked one final question. “ Do you need any help? With cleaning?”

“ No, I got it, but thankyou for offering.” he said. “ You’re a good kid, Hitoshi.” he spoke.

“ So I’ve heard.” he spoke, he flopped back on the bed like a fish on dry land, shutting his eyes and turning his brain to turn off. “ Leave the door open.” he called after her.

This was a smile that he couldn’t hide, and made no effort to. He didn’t care if the world saw the wide grin that he was holding, because his son just. asked him to leave the door open.

He made his way to the spare bedroom where Y/N was sleeping, with fresh sheets and a bottle of water for her nightstand, suspecting that she stopped drinking water in effort to stop her from having to use the bathroom.

He took off the damp bed sheets and left them in a pile on the floor and replaced the waterproof matress cover. Not before spraying down the matress with lysol spray, he went through the motions that felt all to familiar, and he hated the fact that he had to do this again. He never wanted to do this again, but he would, if it made her feel safe.

So young, and already been through so much. So young and already hit with the worst of the humankind had to offer. She was really a great kid, anyone who cared to show her the slightest bit of kindness would know that. Alot like Hitoshi who was loveable in the effortless way.

He had to do that alot with Hitoshi in the beginning, he often let go of his bladder in the middle of the night because the horrors of his past haunted his dreams. He too woke Aizawa in the middle of the night, using a pillow to cover his crotch, and Aizawa changed his sheets. He would do it 1,000 more times for the both of them.

He had just finished replacing the pillows when she walked in the room, holding a pile of dirty clothes and used towels, wearing the pajamas that Aizawa gave her. The shirt fell to her knees and the pants pooled at her ankles because she was lacking in the height department, she hardly made any noise and the only reason Aizawa heard her was because she said something.

“ I didn’t know where to put the dirty things.”

“ You can drop em’ on the floor, I’ll get them on the way out.”

She dropped them on the floor, and tip toed over to the bed. Aizawa went through the nightstand and pulled out a pair of old wool socks and put them on. He motioned for her to grab them and she did.

“ It gets cold.”

She nodded quietly, looking at the fresh sheets and made bed. She really didn’t want to ruin all the effort just because she couldn’t hold her bladder.

“ Thank you.” she whispered. “ For everything.”

“ Thank you for coming to me, I really appreciate it.” he offered. “ I noticed you didn’t drink all of today. Was that because you thought if you didn’t drink anything, you wouldn’t have any accidents?”

Y/N meekly nodded and sat down on the bed, and smoothed out the oversized pajamas on her leg.

“ The only thing that’s gonna get you is mildly dehydrated.” he laughed slightly. “ How was your shower?”

“Warm.”

“ Do you feel clean?”

She nodded.

“I’m glad that you’re shower was warm. Hitoshi uses up alot of hot water.” He had a very sweet laugh, sweet like sugar that melted on snow. A laugh that can light up an entire room and make grandma’s blush.

“ Can I sit?” he offered. She nodded, still not looking up. He sat down next to her, the bed squeaking as he eased onto the bedframe. “ When I was your age, something reaally bad happened to me, and I started wetting the bed. I was really embarrased too.”

“Were they because of nightmares?”

“ No.” he spoke plainly, as if he were talking to a wall. “ Sometime’s I would just wake up in a puddle of my own pee.I was really embarrased about it. I felt like a baby. My parents were really understanding about it though, whenever it happened they were really helpful. It helped to talk to someone about it.”

“ When did it stop?” she asked, the thought that had been bouncing around her skull. What she wanted to ask Hitoshi, and what she asked him.

“ After a few months, I ummm... I don’t know why, it just stopped. I tried to not drink any water, I ended up in the hospital because of mild dehydration. I tried to stay up all night, and I ended up passing out at the breakfast tables, my parnets were not amused about that.” he chuckled. “ I don’t remeber much about that time in my life, but I just remeber feeling very-”

“Embarassed.”

“ Yeah. Whenever me and Mic moved in together I was afraid it would start happening again, so I would wait until he fell asleep and slept on the couch.”

“ Did he find out?”

“ Yup, he told me he didn’t care about my “issues”, and I started sleeping in the same bed. It happened, and he was nice about it, but I was still embarrassed. I know this is me calling the kettle black, but he told me I shouldn’t be embarrassed. He was right.”

“I feel embarrased.” her eyes welled with tears.

“ I get it.”

“ I feel like a baby, I mean Eri never wet the bed not once. I just-”

“ It’s not uncommon for kids who have been through something tramatic for them to start wetting the bed.”

“ I hate it. I hate it. I-”

“ I know, I know.” he tried to comfort her, but she delved face first into hysterics.”

“ I the way I feel, I feel so gross. I’m disgusting-”

“ You’re not disgusting, it’s not gross. It’s just a bodily function that’s all-”

“ I’m a digsusting person-”

“ You took shower, we’ve changed your sheets. And I know that can’t help with everything, but you are clean. You’re not disgusting, I promise-”

“ I just... I feel so pathetic. Everybody has been putting so much effort into fixing me, and I... I still wet my pants like I’m some kid. I don’t even have nightmares I just wake up in a puddle of my own piss.”

“ I get it.”

“ I try so hard to hold it in, but then I just can’t, and I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t apologize.”

“ I wish I had nightmare’s. I wish I had them so I could have some sort of reason to be doing this-”she was digging a hole that she wouldn’t be able to get out of.

“ It’s okay. I promise. I’m not mad at you, I won’t punish you.” he whispered. “You’re not in trouble.”

“ I’m tired.” she confessed. “ I’m so tired.”

“ Then sleep. You’re safe here I promise.”

“What happens if I have a accident?” she meekly ask.

“ Then we’ll clean it up, and you can go back to sleep.” he smiled. “ I’ll see you in the morning. I’m taking Hitoshi to the mocies if you want to come.”

And with that's he stood up, he flattened out the spot that he had been sitting at and started towards the door. Y/N letting her body go limp on the bed, her mind ebbed and flowed until it fell onto one thought.

“ I know this door has a lock-”

“ Feel free to lock it if you feel the need-”

“ Do I have to?” she asked.

“ No.” Aizawa asked “ No you don’t.”

Aizawa didn’t fight back the smile, he just picked up the dirty clothes from the floor, and closed the door behind him.

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breezybubbles · 2 years

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Hi breezy! Could may order an an tea with cinnamon, Cappuccino? Mabye a little fanfics or Headcanons with Eijirou, shinsou, shoto and mabye aizawa with an reader (fem) who is insecure about their chubby thighs.

Take your time and have a lovely day/night!

Stay healthy!

-Tiniwini

Hi my love, this was such a cute request, and I had fun writing it! I'm such a simp for these boys

cw: body insecurity, fem reader, a tinge of angst, really just pure fluff, some suggestiveness

Eijirou Kirishima

Kiri is the sweetest boy, and his love language is definitely words of affirmation.

Not to mention that he most definitely praises the ground you walk on

You could just breathe, and this man would fawn over your being, spewing on and on about how perfect you are and how lucky he is to have you

So, of course, he is utterly shocked when you mention that you’ve been feeling insecure regarding your plushy thighs

You express to him that it is hard to feel confident about your body when all of the models that you see on instagram have a thigh gap and no stretch marks to be seen

This man just stares at you blankly before melting into a puddle and instantly comes to comfort you

At first, he’s like, “how dare you call my baby anything other than the magnificent goddess she is?” but he moves on to the actual comforting part

He is just so shocked and confused as to how you could see your thighs or anything about yourself as not perfect, and god-forbid unattractive

He’s definitely the type to lay you down and massage your thighs, whispering soft praises and reveling in how squishy they are

He explains that the models you see are specifically picked to be the extreme of what society considered beauty, and they in no way represent what he sees as beauty and the general public’s appearance.

He encourages you to unfollow the people on instagram who make you feel self-conscious as you don’t need that on your feed.

If he hears you start to talk shit about yourself again, he will one hundred percent bend you over his knee and give you another thing to complain about (in a soft way ofc)

Shoto Todoroki

Okay lets be honest, this man can be an airhead sometimes (a himbo indeed)

So, he probably isn’t going to be the one to notice when you are feeling self conscious or unhappy with your appearance

In his mind, you are the most beautiful and radiant girl on Earth, so why would she feel any different than what she is

However, if you ever let him know how you are feeling, he will 100% give you an honest answer

When you explain that the way your jeans never fit you the way you want them to because of how thick your thighs are, he will simply shoot back by saying that your thighs make the jeans fit you better

I also see him as the kind of person to remind you that you shouldn’t be fitting the clothes, the clothes should be fitting you and that if you are not happy in your clothes, then don’t wear them

He will look you dead in the eye with a serious, set-in-stone face, and tell you all the things he loves about you, and if you try to counter those with your insecurities, he will come back just as hard and begin to list at least 10 ways each of them make him love you more

You guys also bond over each other insecurities, confiding in one another and comforting on another, with no judgment only love.

Shoto is the kind of guy to have his head between your thighs, kissing every inch of skin he can reach and leaving little love bites every once in a while.

Hitoshi Shinsou

Unlike Shoto, Hitoshi is very intuitive and he’s an observer.

He listens to you, he watches you, and he knows you. He notices when you mention a negative thing about your body in a passing conversation, he if you are merely saying it to yourself, and he sees if you stay in front of the mirror clawing at your body like you are a piece of clay you can mold.

So he will definitely confront you on it if he can tell that is hurting you overall

Don’t get me wrong, he respects your boundaries, but it upsets him to see his Kitten so upset over something so stupid and superficial, so if he needs to set some things straight, he will.

He definitely doesn’t want to just spring his questions on your like he is some kind of interrogator, so he will just try and find when you are in your head about your appearance and ask you what's on your mind.

When you confide in him, he’ll try to act surprised, but he saw this coming a mile away.

He will talk you through your insecurities over a cup of coffee, rubbing your thighs firmly while you two sit on the couch.

I totally see him having you strip down to your underwear (or nothing at all ;)), and making you stand in front of the mirror, admiring yourself and pointing out three things that you find attractive.

Like maybe he does that every night, and you are not allowed to repeat a feature from the night before, and if you don’t say it with your chest, then you have to try again

After that, he will do the same thing, pointing out everything (literally everything on your body) that he finds attractive, smothering you with praise, and kissing you wherever he can reach

Shouta Aizawa

Okay, once again, we have another observer on our hands

He knows every inch of your body. Every. Fucking. Inch. So when he observes that you are clearly self-conscious, he is genuinely stumped

He has no idea what it could be

I feel like he is a lot more blunt than Shinsou, needing to confront you on it as soon as possible so he can eradicate whatever insecurity that has you so distraught

When he finds out that it’s your thighs that make you so upset with your body, he is honestly a little sad

He loves your thighs; they’re plush, warm, and make the perfect cushion to nap on

So he makes it his life's goal to make you love your thighs again

He’ll praise them, give massages and kisses, always have at least on hand on them, even while driving, and will always whistle when you wear anything that is close to tight clothing

He’ll also talk you through your self-doubts, reminding you that its okay to not look like all the K-pop stars, and that all that matters is that your healthy

If you need a little more convincing he will be more than happy to oblige.

Will always be down to leave bruises on your thighs while doing certain, ehm, activities, so that when you look in the mirror you remember that the most important person in your life loves your thighs

a/n: this was super cute, and I'll probably do more characters for this headcanon if it gets popular enough!

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