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hazel543 · 5 months
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I’m a secret Kacchako shipper
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meriyart · 10 months
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mina doesn’t want the universe to unravel ya know 🤷‍♀️
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Touch-starved pt.2
Katsuki Bakugo & Ochako Uraraka (platonic)
continuation of this post this is the platonic version of this story. If you want the romantic route, read this
"Stay?"
Her request, though whispered, seems to echo across her dorm's walls. Bakugo doesn't respond for a long while, the silence only weighing on Uraraka further. When he finally speaks, his voice cracks.
"Why?"
"Because I want you to?" She lightly tugs on his wrist, "aandd because I don't think you should be alone right now."
He flinches yet again. Uraraka frowns. The fact that he isn't immediately angry at her is yet another indicator that the other teen is not okay. "Come sit with me. We don't even have to talk," she tries again.
"Okay," he relinquishes to her request, allowing the brunette to lead him back to her bed. They sit again, this time close enough that their legs touch slightly. Bakugo initially attempts to put space between them again, but Uraraka quickly scooches over to bridge the gap. Bakugo rolls his eyes, but doesn't move away.
Uraraka bumps Bakugo with her shoulder. "Can I hug you again?"
Bakugo stares at her, wide-eyed. "So I can crush you again?"
The girl scoffs, flipping her slightly overgrown bangs out of her eyes. "I told you, the angle was wrong. And I'm stronger than I look, you know that."
Bakugo huffs, a weak smile playing on his lips. "Yeah. I do." While he had defeated her in the Sports Festival, it was not as clean a victory as he had expected, and the girl has only gotten stronger since then. "Should I-" he starts, suddenly very awkward. He coughs into his fist, "stand?"
Uraraka gives him a strange look. "No? You know people cuddle sitting down, right?"
"Cuddle?" Bakugo balks. "You said hug. Cuddling is--"
"Just hugging but sitting down," Uraraka finishes. "It doesn't have to... mean anything, you know?"
Bakugo swallows hard, "You know I don't-"
"Like me like that? Yeah. I know. I'm not hitting on you, Bakugo, I'm comforting you," she rolls her eyes, laughing quietly at the absurdity of the conversation. "Sit back. Like, back on the wall."
Bakugo chews on his lip as he considers her suggestion, but ultimately listens to her request. He unceremoniously shuffles himself backward, his legs outstretched in front of him. Uraraka shifts backward to join him. She grabs his wrist again,gently directing him to lift his arm so she can get closer. She swings her legs over his, leaning forward to once again settle against his chest.
Uraraka smiles at him as his arm curls around her again, his hand settling on the small of her back. "Is this okay?"she asks.
"Yeah," he replies, forcing himself to relax into her touch.
"When was the last time someone's hugged you?" Uraraka asks again.
"Like this? I don't think ever," Bakugo's voice scrapes against Uraraka's heart.
"Not even when you were little?" Uraraka presses, idly rubbing circles against the side of his neck with her thumb. Bakugo unconsciously leans his head to the other side, allowing her thumb to continue its motions more easily.
"Who? My mom?" Bakugo laughs, but its sound is tainted. "She's not exactly the gentle type. And once my Quirk awakened--" he pauses, lifting his hand off her waist for a moment "--it wouldn't be safe."
Uraraka's thumb stops moving. After a moment, Bakugo's eyes finally meet her own. He quirks a brow, silently asking the question he'd never utter out loud. "Never?"
"What," Bakugo sounds confused. "It's fine. I didn't get coddled like that nerd did. It's not like it matters? I'm fine. I turned out fine." He pauses, "Uraraka stop looking at me like that."
Uraraka leans into him, letting more of her weight settle against his body. He tightens his arm to accommodate the shift, holding her close. "I'm sorry."
"It's fine."
She hesitates, debating on the follow-up question that's eating at her soul, "Were you jealous of him? That his mom would cuddle him, but your mom wouldn't?" Bakugo stares at the ceiling as he considers the question.
"Sometimes," he admits, rattling Uraraka to her core. He admitted it?! Just like that?! "I... have nightmares. A lot. And they've only gotten worse as I've started hero work. It would've been nice to..." He rolls his eyes at his own words. "Don't do that. I don't need to--"
"Don't get defensive," Uraraka snaps, lightly smacking the side of his head with her hand. "I'm your friend, Bakugo. This is what friends talk about."
He huffs, but falls silent.
"Is that why you were in the common room? Nightmare?"
"Yeah."
"Is this helping?" Uraraka feels his strong hand push into the small of her back. He makes an affirmative noise.
He glances at the clock, frowning. "It's late. For real this time," he says. "I should head to my room."
Uraraka agrees, and the two slowly separate. Bakugo seems reluctant to pull away, but he releases her. He lifts himself off her bed, heading once again toward the door.
Again, however, Uraraka stops him with a hand wrapped around his wrist. "Hey, Bakugo?"
"Mmm?"
"If you have a nightmare... Wake me up, okay? I'm serious. And we can... do this again, if you want."
"I--" Bakugo coughs again, embarrassment once again burning his face. "Whatever, I--" he pauses, sighs, and turns to her again.
Suddenly, his hands are wrapped around her waist, lifting her up to squeeze her again. Before Uraraka could react, she was back on the floor. "Goodnight."
Uraraka smiles as the door closes behind the other teen "Goodnight."
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shippingcrumbs · 2 years
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randombook4idk · 2 years
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Seeing a cute fanart of a ship:
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There is no text saying, that the art got reposted with permission:
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vannahfanfics · 1 year
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Catching Crabs (And Feelings)
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Word Count: 2750
Romance, Fluff, Getting Together
Summary: Ochako and Katsuki go hunting for crabs on the beach the first night of their class' summer vacation. Turns out that they've already caught something else...
“Wow!” Ochako breathed in wonder as she pushed herself onto her tiptoes and leaned over the white metal railing of the balcony, brown eyes gleaming as she gazed at the beach in the near distance. The full moon and the bright stars reflected on the indigo waves, making it seem like diamonds flickered in the depths; the frothing seafoam glowed in the soft white light, as did the dunes of pure white sand making up the slithering shoreline. The crashing of the water rang in Ochako’s ear, even several stories up on the condominium balcony. She closed her eyes and cupped her hands around her ears, savoring the gentle to and fro of the tide. 
Class 3-A had decided to pool their funds (and milk their parents’ pockets a little) to scrounge up enough money to rent a beachside condominium for a week of their summer vacation. Of course, considering their hero-in-training status, several of the U.A. teachers had to chaperone, but they were giving the students their relative privacy and were staying in the flat next door. They’d spent most of the day driving in, shopping for beach essentials, and enjoying a meal at one of the local seafood restaurants. Many of them were buzzing to hit the beach, but the night had closed in before they’d had the chance. 
Some of her classmates were debating going down to the pool as a substitute, but Ochako craved the squish of the toes in her sand and the deafening crash of the waves. She flitted back inside, leaving the glass sliding door open to allow the salt-kissed breeze to flow into the condo’s living room. She carefully picked her way across the collection of pallets and air mattresses strewn around the furniture (after all, they had to do their best to fit twenty-one students in a condo made for ten) to the collection of beach toys, inflatables, towels, and other odds and ends crammed in the entranceway. 
“Hey, does anyone wanna go hunt crabs with me?” she declared while plucking up a bucket and a shovel. She spun on her feet, beaming excitedly and holding up the plastic tools. “It’ll be fun!” 
“I dunno, Ochako, it’s kinda dark!” Tooru fretted from where she sat cross-legged on her air mattress, squirming. “I think I’ll just go to the pool… I want to show off my new swimsuit, anyway!” she gushed with a sidelong glance at Mashirao, who was leaning against the kitchen bar chatting happily with Koji and Rikido, who had all donned their swim trunks in preparation for hitting the pool.
Ochako puffed out her cheeks, annoyed that Tooru was abandoning her to flirt, and looked at the rest of the girls. 
“Mina and I are prepping everyone’s beach bags for tomorrow!” Momo reported from the couch, where she and the pink-haired girl were folding up towels and putting them in cloth bags, along with sunscreen, plastic bags for their cellphones, snack bars, and other necessities. 
“I’m going swimming too, ribbit,” Tsuyu croaked as she walked out from changing, sporting her cute frog-patterned two-piece. 
“Denki and I are going across the street to the surf store to check out the tee-shirts,” Kyoka reported, lounging on a bar stool while sucking on a popsicle. “Sorry, Ochako,” she added when the girl’s face obviously revealed how crestfallen she was.
All of her friends were otherwise busy, and the boys were all getting fired up about a pool volleyball tournament, so it seemed she wouldn’t be hunting crabs tonight. 
“Oh…” she murmured as her arms fell, the bucket swinging limply by her side. Each clack of the attached shovel against it made her heart clench sadly. “That’s okay!” she smiled, trying to cheer herself up. “We can always go another night. We’ll be here for a week, after all!” She knew that was true, but it didn’t really abate the disappointment much. 
As she was miserably setting the bucket down, someone hit her on the top of the head with a plastic shovel. 
“Oi, Cheeks,” Katsuki huffed when she looked up at him in shock. “What’s the deal, are none of us guys good enough for you? Didn’t bother to ask any of us.” 
“O-oh!” she exclaimed, heat flushing into her face as embarrassment flooded through her body. “I-I’m sorry, you all seemed so pumped up about playing volleyball, so I thought all of you were going to the pool…” she explained meekly, straightening up and rubbing the back of her neck. 
When she laughed nervously, Katsuki narrowed his eyes slightly. He then just nudged her with his bucket, pushing her towards the door. 
“Come on. Let’s go, Cheeks,” he grunted, snatching up two flashlights and dumping them in his bucket while he continued to bump her down the hallway. Ochako could only sputter in confusion as he corralled her to the elevator. She clutched her bucket to her chest, staring down at the fancy tiled floor as her cheeks burned bright red. Her mind whirled in confusion, and she glanced at Katsuki out of her peripheral vision to see him standing there with his hands in his cargo shorts pockets and the bucket resting on his wrist, watching the numbers count down to the garage floor. 
I’m so confused! I know that Katsuki would much rather be playing volleyball with all the guys, so… why is he so adamant to take me crab-hunting? she thought wildly. The pleasant ding of the elevator provided no answer.
She meekly followed him out, walking in silence across the condo’s parking garage and through the gates that led to the pool. A few young teens frolicked in the water, splashing each other and laughing as they played Marco Polo. Several college-aged students lounged in the hot tub, drinking from red plastic cups.
They marched across the concrete poolside to a set of wooden stairs that had a gate leading to the beach. Katsuki lifted the latch and allowed her to pass, then followed behind her. She felt her hair stand on edge as he loomed behind her, prompting her to scamper across the sand-strewn wooden boardwalk down into the sand. 
“Here, Cheeks,” he said, joining her in the sand and handing her a flashlight.
She flipped it on, and the circle of white light puddled over the dunes, making the particles glow beautifully. Her flip-flops squeaked with each step as she sunk down into the thick sand, occasionally crunching on dried-up seaweed and discarded driftwood. She cast the beam of the flashlight around, and the light refracted on the crashing waves in the near distance. 
As they came to the shoreline, the thick white sand gave way to water-saturated, grainy brown. Ochako could see tiny white crabs scuttling in the surf. Their little pinchers waved to and fro as they dodged the swirling white seafoam; a few of them didn’t scamper fast enough, and their wee round forms were swallowed up by the frothing water and carried back into the sea. Occasionally, they’d come trundling back, disgruntledly snapping their claws as water dripped from their carapaces. 
Ochako skipped up to the edge of the water with a delighted squeal, sending a few of the crabs skittering away. 
“Look, Katsuki! They’re so cute!” 
“You can hardly see the little bastards,” he sniffed in disdain, leaning down with squinting eyes to inspect the crabs zig-zagging around the wet sand and leaving itty-bitty tracks in their wake. “Why do you wanna catch ‘em?” 
“Because it’s fun!” she answered, detaching her shovel from her bucket. She set the bucket down away from the surf so it wouldn’t be carried away before stalking along the shoreline, creeping up on the oblivious crabs. She snuck up on one plucking at some wet green seaweed; with a shout, she dove down with the shovel and scooped it up. She grabbed it by a little leg, holding it up triumphantly to Katsuki.
“My parents are of poor means, but every year we still made a trip to the beach. After the sun went down, we would all hunt crabs together!” she explained, ignoring the way the crab squirmed in her fingers and snapped irritatedly. 
She smiled nostalgically as she walked up to her bucket and gently dropped the crab in. It circled the bottom, tapping at the plastic sides, before relaxing to sit quietly and snap its little claws. 
“None of us get to see our parents often these days… I guess being at the beach made me realize how long it’s been since I’ve seen them, so I really wanted to go.” 
There was a period of silence, during which Ochako realized what she said. She snapped her hand to her reddening cheek, looking at him in embarrassment.
“So-sorry! That was weird, wasn’t it?” 
“No,” he huffed, tilting his head as he looked away at the rolling waves. “I figured it was something like that, which is why I dragged your ass out here,” he admitted in a small voice, walking up next to her to drop her bucket in the sand. Through the beams of the flashlights, she could just barely catch his face turning pink as she gaped at him in shock. “Wh-what’s that face for, Cheeks?” he snapped, grabbing her chin and squishing her chubby cheeks. 
“Nuh-nuting!” she squeaked through his grip. “I’m jusht shuprished…” 
He released her face with a small grunt. Ochako rubbed it, the nerves still tingling from where he’d teasingly grabbed her.
“That’s really nice of you… I know you’d rather be with the guys.” 
“Bah,” he huffed and turned around, shining his flashlight around to see the crabs scrambling about. “If I’d gone, I’d’ve spent the whole night thinkin’ about how sad you looked…”
Ochako inhaled quietly, the bubbly feeling of gratitude and awe rising up in her body. He did it because he didn’t want me to be sad… 
Smiling sweetly, she skipped up beside him. 
“You’re really sweet, you know?” 
“D-don’t call me that!” he cried, jerking away from her and hiding his face with a hand. Though his fingers covered most of his face, she could still see his bright red blush peeking out through the gaps. “Let’s just hunt these stupid crabs for a while and then go back, okay?” He stiffly dove down to scoop up some unsuspecting crabs, then cursed as he tried to pick it up and it pinched his finger. “Ow! You little fucker!” he said, dropping it into the sand and sucking angrily on his cut fingertip.
Ochako laughed, retrieving the crab and holding it up by its back leg. 
“Like this,” she said. He glared at the wriggling crab, flipping it off while he continued to suck on his injured finger.
Ochako laughed and carried the crab to her bucket, where it acquainted itself with the current occupant. As she turned back, a cold breeze rolled across the beach, making her shiver. Now that she looked at it, the water was a murky black, and the crashing of the waves seemed to echo unnaturally around them. 
“What, Cheeks?” Katsuki asked, squatting down and unsuccessfully grabbing at another crab. He scowled as it jumped away from its fingers and sought safety in the frothing water.
She walked up to him, looking around with scrunched eyebrows. 
“Well, it’s just… It’s kinda spooky.” 
“Wait, you gettin’ cold feet?” he sneered as he straightened up. He put the flashlight under his chin, casting strange shadows over his face. “Oooooooooo, I’m a ghost,” he warbled while wagging the fingers of his other hand.
Ochako snickered and pushed him in the shoulder. 
“Don’t make fun of me! It’s a little creepy out here!” she complained, stomping her feet in the wet sand. She wrapped her arms around herself as the breeze blew, shuddering with cold and a little bit of apprehension. 
“Jeez. You’re such a girl,” he smiled with a roll of his eyes. She squeaked as he abruptly grabbed her hand, holding it tight. “Creepy sea ghosts or whatever, I won’t let anything happen to you. I am gonna be number one someday,” he grinned haughtily.
Ochako was too busy turning to mush to comment on his overwhelming self-confidence. 
He’s… he’s holding my hand… She certainly did feel safer. His hand was so warm and surprisingly comforting despite the hard calluses on his palms from his explosion Quirk. His skin was soft, probably from the nitroglycerin. A shy smile found its way onto her lips, making her sheepishly curl in on herself.
“Thanks…” 
“All right. Now let’s hunt some crabs,” Katsuki smirked, his red eyes glinting with clear affection. 
True to his word, he held her hand, which made it a little awkward when she stooped down to pluck up the crabs. Still, it was fun, too; she’d tugged on him playfully, making him stumble, and he’d respond by yanking her around randomly while they were trawling the wet sand for more critters. Soon the crab hunt was abandoned and they were just playing tug-of-war with each other, spinning around and kicking up sand. They stumbled into the surf, the water splashing around their calves. They stood there in the water, panting slightly with their cheeks shining in exertion, staring into each other’s eyes as the moon bathed them in its beautiful white glow. 
“Thanks for coming out with me tonight, Katsuki. It means a lot,” she said after a minute. “You’re a good friend.” 
He narrowed his eyes slightly, making her wonder if perhaps she’d said something odd. Then, he inhaled sharply, fear flashing in his eyes like he was about to tumble into the depths. 
“Do you really think I came out here with you because I wanna be a good friend?” His voice was soft and deadly serious, a combination that made goosebumps sweep over her arms and legs. She stared at him in confusion, heart thumping in her chest, as he stepped a little closer to her. “You know how I said I would think about how sad you looked all night?” He was still holding her hand, so he brought it up to his face; he held it between them for a moment, internally debating, before gently turning her hand so he could press a kiss to the smooth skin of her palm. “I can’t stand the sad look on your face, Ochako, because I’m stupidly in love with you. Dufus,” he spoke gently against her skin. 
She pressed her lips into a thin line as a thousand feelings welled up in her at once. Her mouth continually opened and closed as her face tried to process the rapid succession of emotions she was trying to process, and what the hell she was supposed to say to that. 
“I can’t believe you just confessed to me and insulted me in the same sentence,” she managed finally, her tone flat.
Katsuki just snorted, his mouth still pressed to her hand. 
“Is it really that much of a surprise?” 
“No,” she laughed, his calm demeanor and snark allowing her to finally recover from the shock. She smiled warmly, eyes gleaming as he continued to peer at her over the tops of their linked hands. His red eyes glinted like rubies, making her marvel for the first time how beautiful they really were. “I have to admit, it’s surprisingly effective, too,” she said cheekily, biting down on the tip of her tongue as she raised her eyebrows suggestively at him. 
“Oh? Look at you, trying to flirt,” he chuckled, finally pulling his lips away from her hand to smirk at her. “Cute.” He used his free hand to swipe a finger down the bridge of her nose, smirk widening. “As much as I would like to stare at your round chubby cheeks all night, it’s cold as hell out here.” Now that he mentioned it, the temperature had dropped considerably as the sea breeze began to roll in. “Whadaya say we set the crabs free and get goin’, huh?” 
They tossed their collection of crabs into the waves, where they sunk to the sandy bottom and went about their crabby business. Hand-in-hand, they walked slowly back up towards the condominium, Katsuki swinging their arms in between them. Ochako had already been excited about their summer beach getaway, but now she was very curious as to what the rest of the week would hold. She knew one thing for sure—her new boyfriend was going to make sure that she would be as happy as she could be! 
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misssmina · 17 days
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Y’all don’t make use of subtle/weird traits in fics enough.
Dudes—
Bakugou literally has hyperhidrosis. Make him switch shirts constantly, or constantly wiping his hands, or outright refusing to touch things because nitroglycerin is a volatile substance.
Midoriya is constantly chewing on his lips or thumb while in thought. Either his lips are SO chapped or he’s a skin picker and the skin around his finger tips are super rough.
Uraraka is a poor kid. She would absolutely have some kind of financial anxiety. Make her be extremely frugal OOOORRR BETTER YET make her absolutely awful with money.
Aizawa is a hypersomniac. Give the man a nightmare disorder or something. We can be more imaginative than just always kinda tired.
Kirishima has/had really bad quirk envy. Please I need to see this addressed more. Even at the best hero school, in the top class, he talks down on his quirk.
Todoroki really doesn’t think very much. He acts quickly but very thoughtlessly. Coming to incorrect conclusions and moving too fast without knowing what to do next.
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olldolldraws · 6 months
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Idk if we’re still doing Spiderverse AUs but here’s mine
I wanted to do character sheets for this art I did back in the beginning of 2022:
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slayfics · 8 months
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You get caught trying to sneak into Katsuki’s room.
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Chapter One
You took a deep breath and re-read Katsuki’s text to give you courage as you stepped into the elevator. The message read:
Everyone is asleep now. Come up.
You pressed the button to get up to the 4th floor of the boy's side of the dorms. Even though his message indicated everyone was asleep, your heart beat erratically at the thought of being caught.
It wasn’t the first time you had snuck into his room in the dead of night, but it never got any easier. Your nerves were always on end until you made it safely without being spotted.
As the elevator approached the second floor it slowed and dinged.
Shit- someone on the second floor was getting into the elevator.
Your heart sank as you frantically scanned your brain to remember what boys were on the second floor. The doors finally opened and revealed Ochaco.
You both stared at each other for a moment shocked by the sight of seeing each other on the boy's side of the dorms so late.
“What- what are you doing here?” She asked innocently.
“I could ask you the same thing!” You answered back, and pulled her into the elevator before anyone noticed the both of you.
Once inside Ochaco looked at the elevator buttons, and noticed the fourth floor was selected.
“Oh- you’re going to the fourth floor?” She mused.
“What! No, no I’m not!” You denied.
“Yeah you are, I can see the fourth-floor button is selected!” She pointed out.
You crossed your arms and left out a puff of air, “We’ll what were you doing on the second floor?!” You asked.
“What are you doing going to the fourth floor!?” She retorted back, face hot red from a blush.
Just as you were about to answer the doors opened to the fourth floor.
Stunned your mouth and Ochaco’s mouth hung open. Waiting for the elevator on the fourth was Mina.
“What are you two doing here??” Mina asked, equally stunned.
“We could ask you the same thing!” You and Ochaco both yelled in unison.
Mina stepped into the elevator blushing along with Ochaco.
The three of you were silent for a moment processing what just happened. You felt annoyance build up inside you at not being able to get out on the fourth floor and make it to Katsuki’s room now that the other two girls were here.
“Well, are either of you going to get out on the fourth floor?” Mina asked. laughing at the situation.
“… this wasn’t my stop,” Ochaco said, laughing and side-eyeing you.
“Shut up!” You yelled and pressed the first floor not daring to step out of the elevator and reveal to the other two girls your truthful destination.
The elevator started its slow descent back down to the first floor. You felt yourself steaming. Should you try again in a few moments after they went to bed?
“Ok, spill! Where were you two going?” Mina pressed
“Where were you coming from??” You and Ochaco said in unison.
“No fair! I asked first!” Mina protested
“We’ll I’m not telling!” You yelled.
“There’s no way I’m going to be the first one to say!” Ochaco yelled.
The three of you continued to bicker until the elevator opened to the first floor revealing Momo waiting for the boy’s elevator as well.
“WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!” The three of you yelled from inside the elevator.
Momo took a step back, astonished by the sight of the three of you leaving the boy's dorms.
“Where are all you three coming from??” Momo asked, stunned.
“We were all going somewhere different-“ Mina said then cut off. “Wait- we were all going to a different boy right?!”
The four of you exchanged frantic eye contact.
“We’ll I’m not saying!” You said arms crossed.
“I mean- we probably should verify that though right?” Momo said, looking between everyone with uncertainty on her face.
“I can’t say!” Ochaco yelled face even redder than before.
Mina laughed, “You don’t have to Uraraka. I’m sure we all already know you were with Midoriya.”
“She did come from the second floor where his room is,” You confirmed.
“What! How dare you! We’ll you were going to the fourth floor, same as Mina!” Ochaco divulged.
Momo seemed to relax at this information.
“Oh yeah… come to think of it… you were coming to the fourth floor as I was leaving.” Mina said pensively.
“Oh come on there is no way Katuski would tell me to come up as you were leaving. That’s just stupid.” You spoke without thinking.
“Did- did you say Katuski? You were going to Bakugo’s room!??” Momo asked, shocked.
“Ooooooo” Ochaco and Mina teased in unison.
“Oh crap-," you exclaimed covering your mouth. “We’ll it’s obvious you were probably on your way to Todoroki! Could you be any more of a simp!” You yelled at Momo.
Mina and Ochaco exchanged glances.
“I uh-," Momo stuttered, not knowing what to say at being caught.
“Alright Mina your turn,” Ochaco said, breaking the awkwardness.
“Fine fine- it’s only fair I suppose. Plus we’re promising to keep this between us right?” She asked.
The three of you nodded in agreement.
“I was coming from Kirishima’s room.” She said, a blush dusting her cheeks.
“Oooooooo” the three of you teased in unison.
The elevator dinged again causing you all to jump. It opened and revealed Lida.
“What are you four doing here?? I couldn’t sleep with this commotion. As your class rep, I demand you go back to your designated rooms!” He yelled.
You all looked at each other and began to stammer out nonsense excuses.
“Just go to bed!” He yelled.
You all four began to make your way to your rooms hoping he would never bring this up to your other classmates.
“He’s just mad no one was sneaking up to his room,” Mina teased, eliciting a laugh from you and the other girls.
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mha-quotes-and-such · 2 months
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Uraraka: Its pretty cold out Tsuyu, wrapping her jacket around Uraraka: Here! I dont want you to be cold Kirishima, looking at Bakugou: Yeah it is pretty cold Bakugou: *takes off his jacket and waits a minute* Bakugou, putting his jacket back on: Its not that cold. You'll survive
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ptq3000 · 10 months
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top or bottom??
nsfw!! minors, do not interact.
bakusquad:
> bakugo is a top unless you had enough and try to top him. he finds it so attractive when you top him, so please do. definitely leaves bruises and hickeys on you in the most obvious places
> kirishima is a switch, a soft top or bottom. he's only super dominant if it's jealousy sex. or unless you ask..AND OMG. kirishima's aftercare is just. the. best. soft kisses, him apologizing for being rough on you, and cuddling right after.
> denki says he's a top, but everyone knows that's bullshit. he's such a bottom. he's literally so clingy and he's jello the second you give him affection. but the second he's jealous or you want to explore, the sex is very rough. bruises, edging, and zaps from his quirk all night long.
> sero is a switch, through and through. he mainly tops you, but once in a while, he's bottom. he thinks it's cute when you try to top him, but unless he lets you, you're still the bottom for the night. definitely uses his tape to tie you up which is how he found out that he's got a bondage kinkk
> mina is a top. no doubt. we love her, we stan her, but she's such a brat in bed. edging you, quick kisses that leave you wanting more, teasing your *cough* uh yea *cough* with her tongue. she has you whining for more and eyes glazed over with lust. she'll make you feel good, but she's gotta mess with you first. bc like.. where's the fun if she doesn't?
> jirou, baby, she's a bottom. she may look mean and stuff, but no. she's super soft and sweet in bed. the tough exterior fades behind closed doors. she loves your chest, always wanting to mark it. do let her, it'll make her fuzzy inside.
izucrew:
> izuku is a bottom. he's just way too shy to be a top. but that's ok bc you still love him. he's a little inexperienced, so you gotta show him how to please you. don't worry though, he's a fast learner
> shoto is a switch? i don't really know. i feel like it would depend on how you start it bc baby..shoto has no fucking clue what he's doing. he's very inexperienced, so you gotta guide him. but it's ok, it's ok, shoto will please you once he gets the hang of it.
> uraraka is a bottom, but she definitely knows how to do everything. she says she doesn't watch any porn or anything, she just hears things. but like..baby, im pretty sure she does watch porn to learn how to please you first. i mean, in bed, it definitely works,..
> tsuyu is a bottom. she has a little knowledge on how to please you, but you gotta slowly teach her. she's a little clueless..but don't worry! she quickly gets it and it feels euphoric.
> iida is a switch. soft dom and bottom, just like kirishima. he's always focused on making you finish first. he's a little stiff in bed,, so when you take over for him, he's cumming so quickly. he admires you and he absolutely loves you, so even if he says he'll be fine without you pleasuring him, you gotta return the favor :((
miscellaneous:
> yaoyarozu is a BOTTOM. ik some people think she's a top and i can see it, but NO. she's a bottom. she is putty in your hands after the first kiss. she's a little tease, but she doesn't really realize that she's doing it, which just makes the situation a little bit better
> shinsou is a top, always working to make you feel good in bed bc he's scared you'll leave him. no matter how many times you assure him that you won't, he still got doubts. vanilla sex all the way, it's usually never rough. sex is like a comfort for the both of you, limbs tangled and skin close as you both love through the night.
> monoma is a bratty bottom. he won't make it easy for you and sometimes to make things even more difficult for you, he tops you. please control this man's mouth, omg.. he's so noisy in bed. grunting, moaning, whining. you have to gag it with a cloth and tie his hands above his head so he stops taking it off...great, now he's got a bondage kink
> shindo is a top. through and through baby. he's definitely used his quirk on you in bed before, which caused you to let out a really loud moan. he teased you for it later, don't worry. omg, and this man is constantly leaving you with marks all over, whether it's from spanking you or just being so rough it caused bruises.
> tamaki...my baby..bottom. he's a bottom. obviously. he's so shy abt your first time doing it together, and he's so careful. he doesn't want to hurt you too much, so you take the lead. and once he's comfortable, he's moaning into your ears so loud. you have to kiss him to reassure him that he's doing perfectly. honestly, it's a very wholesome experience considering it's sex :(((
a/n: AHHH OMGGG. im super nervous abt posting this, but it's okk.. it's ok. i do hope you enjoy this one though <33
edit #1 - i totally forgot abt my baby tamaki, so fixed that for you babes
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w0rmm1lk · 3 months
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Texting.
Reader: not mentioned.
characters: all characters i write for (besides kota and eri)
type: can be read as both platonic and romantic
sumarry: how i think the mha characters would text.
warnings: possible swearing, denki being denki.
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👾Mina Ashido👾
she abuses her emoji privledges. like nobody will ever receive a message from her that doesn't have an emoji. lots of all caps.
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👓Tenya Iida👓
oh you were texting him? bitch writes as if he's writing a formal email. your ass is lucky that he doesn't start that shit off with "I hope this message finds you well.". not even kidding will proof read every message he sends at least twice.
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♾️Ochaco Uraraka♾️
will end every message that isnt on a serious topic with :D. its so sweet tbh.
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⚡Denki Kaminari⚡
this man uses so many abbreviations that even if you think you use a lot just know you're learning a new one everyday. not even kidding makes up his own shit. once sent mina "lmkiydthesicci" and nobody could figure out wtf he meant. lowkey flirting with every mssg he sends. every single person in the class, girl or not has received a message from him that just says "hey bbg ;)". he received a very long lecture from iida and a very confused reply from todoroki. todoroki didn't actually know wtf bbg meant. thought he misspelled bbq at first.
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🪨Kirishima🪨
unironically sends messages that just say "rawr". uses the :} face a lot bc he thinks it looks like his unbreakable.
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🐙Mezou Shoji🐙
i feel like he has such a low screentime that if anyone needs to text him he's only available for like an hour a day. accidentally leaves ppl on read. messages seem very bland usually.
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❄️Shoto Todoroki🔥
another bland person but tbh hes the worst out of them all. like he can look at a whole paragraph asking him if he wants to go to the movies with the rest of the class and all he will reply with is just "ok." uses periods at the end of every message but I swear he's not mad.
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💥 Bakugo💥
if he receives any messages past 8pm the "reply" will be you getting left on delivered even if he's still up, or a message just saying "shut the fuck up and go to bed.". also bland but he's more of a "k" bland rather than a "ok." bland.
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🥦Izuku Midoryia🥦
he will not even kidding receive a message that just says "hi" and will send a whole paragraph that is basically just a lengthened "hi! how are you?". uses the smiley emoji a lot.
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💫Momo Yaoyorozu💫
lots of ! at the end of messages, you can feel the happiness through your phone screen. uses heart emojis at the end of messages and memorizes the meaning of each color so she can use them accordingly.
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🖤Shihai Kuroiro🖤
another :} user, sometimes uses :] but mainly :}. only ever texts ppl at hours like 2-4 am. you cant convince me he gets enough sleep.
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👔Neito Monoma👔
you think hed text you?/j kinda just an average texter, any message about class 1a will be in all caps.
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😈Dabi😈
oh look. another bland ass texter, at least he takes the time to actually type out "okay," only sends emojis if he's talking about how weird the emoji looks.
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🔪Himiko Toga🔪
uses :] all the time. not :}, or :). just :]. if anyone texts her, even if its just a simple "hi." and she isn't busy, congrats you've agreed to a 3 hour face time call.
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✋Tomura Shigaraki✋
he leaves everyone on read. if you question why he left you on read all you're getting is an "if its so important then talk to me face to face."
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🃏Mr. Compress🃏
so you know how earlier i said you were lucky Iida didnt start with "I hope this message finds you well,"? your luck ran out. he writes it like you're a long distant friend who he is sending some fancy ass shit letter to. not even kidding ends each message with "--Compress."
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🪽Hawks🪽
types so fast his phone doesnt even register his hands. half his messages be looking like "se tht ouds ood". he doesn't even bother to edit it or correct himself.
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👁️Aizawa👁️
he texts like a dad. texting this mf be like:
"ok👍"
"*photo of a weird boat*"
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🌙Midnight🌙
miss girl uses so many ;) that its hard to tell if shes suggesting something weird or not. ended every greetings message with that one kissy emoji.
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🙂Mirio Togata🙂
uses the 🙂 all the time because he thinks it looks like him. it does.
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🌀Nejire Hado🌀
lots of !!! and :D, also uses the :> a lot lol. lots of blue heart emojis aswell.
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🦋Tamaki Amajiki🦋
sends articles about different butterflies he likes or thinks the person he sends it to would like along with a message along the lines of "I think this fits you :]". rarely texts first but when he does he clicks send and sitts on the other side of the bed as his phone while staring at it intensely, just waiting for the reply notif. wont actually read the reply for a good minute.
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🐈‍⬛Hitoshi Shinsou🐈‍⬛
sends photos of random animals he sees while out and about. usually just cats. (no way this man doesn't feed the strays around ua) another person that only texts at night time.
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🛠️Mei Hastume🛠️
uses >:D a lot, shows blueprints of her new babies all the time, ngl they are usually rlly messy. texts are just :
"LOOK AT THIS NEW BABY IN PROGRESS >:D"
"* incomprehensible image of a blueprint *"
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⭐Yo Shindo⭐
uses the thumbs up way to much but like in the passive aggresive way yk? but also if you send him a photo of something ur proud of he will reply with a simple "oh that's cool!" but there's so much fucking emotion behind it ur just kinda like ???
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🛡Melissa Shield🛡
her messages are so sweet. sunset pictures of the ocean every other day. lots of :).
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wrote this is one go and now my hands hate me. i think this was at least 20 characters-? idk I'm struggling to count.
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teafeebun · 10 months
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They were ask to keep a serious face 🧡💗✨
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randombook4idk · 2 years
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@/ravewoodx
I've been wanting to talk about about this reposter
I learned about this account, when I was in kacchako tag. At first, I thought the fanart I saw was made by them, but as I saw more kacchako fanart, which had different art styles, posted by them in the tag, I understood, that they were simply a massive reposter.
They don't credit the artist and I'm very sure that they don't even repost the fanart with the artist's permission.
Also, they literaly reposted kacchako fanart, which had text on saying, that reposting isn't allowed.
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And what worries me also, is that people don't seem to question the whole "reposting fanart, without crediting the artist and having permission to do so"
(Not talking only about kacchako fanart btw, they repost other ship fanarts, like nalu, gajevy, sasusaku)
Sure, there were some people asking who's the artist and some pointing that the fanart is reposted or that the artist doesn't allow reposting.
Still, people like the fanart and reblog it.
Maybe some of the people were like me - assuming, that the user was artist and thinking nothing of it. But one look at this person's blog and you would know, that this isn't the case.
I don't know how old the user is, if they're a kid or if they're an adult, but what they're doing isn't right.
I have seen reposted art, where the reposter credits the artists and makes it clear that it was reposted. Yet this person hasn't even done one of these things.
So please, be more aware of reposted art!!! Don't reblog from reposters, who don't bother to even credit the artist.
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ms-fade · 8 months
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College!Class-1a! X Fem!Reader 18+Drabble
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This is really starting out as imagination for being shared by the characters, then I thought of this. So in this the class has eyes on you and can’t help it but always wanted you. Then one day your professor takes it a step further. This is yanderish.
Class 1A: Izuku midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Ejiro Kirishima, Katsuki Bakugou, Ochaco Uraraka, Mina Ashido, Shōta Aizawa, Hanta Sero, Denki Kaminari, Tenya Iida, Fumikage Tokoyami, Momo Yaoyorozu, Kyouka Jirou
Warning: Sex watching, teasing, degrading, yandere content, masterbating, touching oneself to someone else, slight circle jerk?, professor x student, being used, authority play, hair pulling.
This is content that isn’t light of heart, filthy shit. So, dead dove do not eat. All characters are of age and consenting.
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It was just another day in class, your classmates would drift their eyes to you occasionally to stare lovingly then turn away. You looked so cute today, like you did everyday, they always appreciated how beautiful you looked for them. Each time you’d look down or wrote in your notebook, Aizawa was staring at you. His eyes however didn’t look at your face but below the open deck to between your legs. That showed your pretty pussy all to him.
He could barely focus on his lesson with the picture of you in his mind, so he’d trip in his words and forget about what he was saying. This was new for him because he was always calm and steady, bored even. So the whole class took noticed his actions.
It wasn’t until he stopped fully while looking at you and the whole class followed his gaze in confusion. You didn’t even notice because you were taking notes and blocked him out until you got passed a point. “Y/n.” He sounded annoyed. Looking up to meet his glaring gaze you stare wide eyed at being in trouble.
“Yes sir.” He leaned on his desk and pointed in front where you would stand in front of the whole class. You gulped, “Stand up and go to the front of the class.” You flushed embarrassment at all the attention but followed his instructions to not get in anymore trouble. They all kept their eyes on your shy figure standing before them all in your school uniform. Aizawa made his way around and stood by you while putting a hand on his chin, inspecting you.
Turning his attention to the class, “Can anyone tell me what’s wrong with Miss L/n’s outfit?” You stared panic. All eyes looked at you from head to toe at the same outfit you wear every day, and they noticed everything you did. So the class stayed silent. Aizawa sighed and clicked his tongue.
“Surprising, you guys watched her like little bitches in heat.” He said amused with a eye roll, his demeanor changing quickly. The group looked at each other taken aback. Oh, you remembered clearly what you had done today. “I’m sorry-” his hand covered your mouth quickly and pushes you against the desk, the others getting defensive.
“Clearly your peer forgot the dress code,” you squealed when his other hand tugged at your skirt and lifted it. You struggled against him and tightened your legs together with tears picking up in your eyes. It was embarrassing…But also gave you a thrill.
“No panties under her skirt, she didn’t even close her legs.” You huffed as they all looked down at your cunt. Each of them turned red and moaned at the sight, the girls getting wet and the boys pants getting tight. “Shy? Awe, that’s pathetic.” He pushed you back and you were forced to take a seat in his desk.
“Show them, you know you want to be a good little slut.” You looked up at him with puppy eyes while he just smirked devilishly. But the problem to fighting back was simple. You didn’t want to. You spent nights imagining being fucked by your dorm mates, all of them you thought about along with your professor. So you nodded and slowly opened your legs for them to see each detail, your holes and clit. 
Now your eyes cried while your sweet moans poured out, the wet sounds of your pussy while his fingers thrust into you. Hands gripping the desk for support at how good the pleasure felt, your stomach twisting and turning. You couldn’t focused on your classmates to long while they all touched them to you.
The girls parted their legs while rubbing their clits and you could hear them too. Ochako and Mina fingered themself to match what you felt so they could feel one with you. The boys were surprisingly louder then the girl while stroking their cocks. Bakugo was more growling while fucking his hand as fast as he could go, Kirishima was soft and slow along with sero. Deku and denki were the loudest in the room, who got yelled at because they couldn’t hear you. But the other boys and girls kept quiet while touching themselves, afraid to make a sound.
Aizawa was painfully hard and made you rub him threw his pants for some relief, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. The way you cried, moaned just by him fingering you. It was intoxicating. “Cum- Oh fuck, going to cum.” You announced with your eyes rolling back.
“Dumb girl, think that’s what you get?” You cried out when he pulled out of you quick and left you empty. “All of you stop or I’ll fail you.” They all stopped and panted, caught in a haze of the high. “At least you all listen to me now, now pull up your pants and shit.” Groaning they all listened, the reality sinking in on them. You wiggled to get off the desk but he stopped you.
“Shoto, Ochako are the only ones who get to finish.” The two looked up and the rest looked at them. “Y/n here will finish you off,” your hair was gripped and pulled you off the desk. He forced you down onto your knees, “Well?” The two thought for a second but stood up to walk over to you, standing above you.
“All of you get to watch, be thankful.” He left you and walked to his chair and leaned back. So, you licked her pussy and gave him a hand job until they both came. Todoroki’s cum splatter on your face as you cleaned her pussy up, you got breathless fast. The end of class was awkward and silent, no one knew what to do or say. So you all just left.
But it was only a matter of time before you got home and the class was waiting for you to get their turn. Willing to do anything to get you.
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