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I’ve been getting a lot of asks about what my author recs are, and normally I would just link them to the post where I already covered them. But, seeing as I’m constantly following more blogs, I figured I should make a more up to date list of my author recommendations.
Could you possibly, maybe, pretty please make a dabi x reader where the reader gets jealous of toga buy dabi reassures her n' stuff, it can be sfw or nsfw if you want! I just really love him ;w;
Okay, so I wrote something similar to this but for another character, like, a long, long time ago, but I never posted it and never will, so I’m gonna use the idea for that one for this request because it fits so well!!!
Also, so sorry for disappearing for so long! I’ve been busy with life and adulting. I hate being an adult. Appreciate not being an adult while you still can. And good luck to those entering adulthood soon or are already living as adults! ✧٩(ˊωˋ*)و✧
You let out a long sigh and place your cup on the counter, the ice tinkling inside the glass noisily. You glance over at your boyfriend standing further down the bar with Toga, probably discussing their future plans and most recent mission.
“Careful with the glass, _______. With the temper of everyone around here, I have to buy a new set every week.” You raise an eyebrow at Kurogiri in disbelief at his concerns, and he offers to pour you another drink as an apology. “What has you so upset?”
You scoff and roll your eyes, gaze darting to the pair across the bar. “You already know what.”
Kurogiri lets out a hum before filling your glass. You down it all in one go and openly glare at Dabi and Toga, hoping one of them will notice you.
“Who does she think she is? Dressing like a student and hanging around my boyfriend like that.” Kurogiri lets out a sigh, but you ignore it and keep going. “And her face! She has one of those faces!”
You let your head fall forward onto the bar counter with a thud, the pain almost nonexistent with the amount of alcohol in your system. You play with the grooves and lines of the wooden counter, lips pursed together in a small pout as your nail drags along the insides of the wood. Dabi looks over his shoulder at you, a question in his eyes directed at the villain in front of you. Kurogiri just shrugs and motions for Dabi to get you.
You tense when you feel a hand on your shoulder, your heart pounding in your ears when you hear a familiar voice.
“_______, we’re going home,” Dabi says, hand squeezing around your shoulder. When you don’t move, he tugs on you a bit, but you pull away from him, leaving him a bit shocked. You’ve never done that before. “_______, let’s go.”
“Don’t wanna,” you mumble, words slurred together. You raise a hand and push him away weakly, a drunken giggle leaving your lips. “Why don’t you go home with Toga? You guys look pretty close.”
Your boyfriend groans as realization hits him, and he drags a hand down his face in frustration. He knows you’re not going to leave with him, but leaving you here isn’t an option either — no matter how tempting it seemed at the moment. Without another word, he lifts you up in his arms and carries you over his shoulder. It’s not the most romantic way of being carried, but it’ll do for now.
You start to hit his back, protests leaving your mouth as he walks home, but he doesn’t listen to you. After a while, you give up and hang limply in his arms, the swaying and motions lulling you to sleep.
You wake up to the feeling of something warm against your cheek and open your eyes to see Dabi hovering over you, concern and traces of irritation lacing his features. He pulls away from you, his hand leaving your face to grab a cup of water on the nightstand beside the bed.
“Drink some water,” he says as he hands you the glass. You take a few sullen sips, a grumpy “thanks” leaving your lips. Your boyfriend sighs and waits for you to finish the rest of the water before speaking again. “You want to talk about it or no?”
You look down at your lap where your hands are. “Talk about what?”
“_______,” Dabi says, his voice low and dangerous at your attitude. You don’t say anything further, and he almost growls at your silence. He crawls over you, his electric blue eyes sending messages you don’t need voiced to understand.
“It’s just-“ You hide your face in his shoulder when your voice breaks, your throat constricting as tears well up in your eyes.
Dabi reaches for you and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, his hand lightly cradling your cheek afterwards. “Just…?”
He waits patiently as you gather your thoughts, his thumb idly stroking your cheek.
“You,” you finally say, poking his chest.
“Me?”
“And Toga.”
His mouth parts slightly in amusement and understanding, his hand lifting your chin to look at you. “Me and Toga?”
Your cheeks heat up in embarrassment and anger when you hear the teasing lilt in his voice, and you shake away from his touch. He lets out a sigh when you bury yourself in the blankets and pillows, and despite the pile you’ve made, he easily finds your face.
“There’s nothing to worry about,” he reassures you quietly as he pushes past the fabrics around you, the teasing in his voice from earlier long gone. “She’s barely even a partner. I can’t stand being around her longer than necessary.”
When he finally finds you beneath the layers of blankets, he places a trail of kisses on whatever parts of your face he can, one hand slowly pulling back the blankets while the other cradles your face. He snakes his hand through the blankets until he finds one of yours and brings it to his chest, placing it right where his heart is, its erratic beating and thumping tangible and audible through his clothes.
“Only you can make me feel like this,” he murmurs into your ear before placing a kiss to the crown of your head. He slowly kisses down your face until he reaches your lips, his heart beating even harder under your touch as your lips move against each other’s. “Only you can make my heart beat like this.”
He slowly drags your hand down his chest and past his stomach, the kiss growing even more heated and desperate. Your breath hitches when he places your hand on his crotch, his growing erection reacting to your touch.
“Only you can make me like this,” he breathes against your lips, his eyes catching yours. “I love you, _______. Only you.”
You tremble under his honest and lustful gaze, his words sending your heart racing in your chest. He lets out a breathy moan when you start to palm him through his pants, and his hand leaves yours to slip under your clothes, a finger gliding past your folds teasingly. He places a soft kiss to your forehead, the slightest smile on his face.
“Okay?”
You nod, and he lets out a breath of relief before placing another kiss to your temple and slipping a finger inside you, a short gasp leaving your lips at the action. He was going to make sure you understood how much he loved you tonight, and he was determined to never let you forget it or ever doubt it again.
Toshinori x Reader Fluff! The reader is the new assistant teacher in Class 1-A to aid Toshinori. The reader has a glowing quirk, which makes them a human glow stick. Depending on her emotions, her glow changes color. Yellow-Happy, Purple-Scared, Blue-Sad, Green-Disgusted, Black-Angry, Pink-Love, Red-Embarrassed, and depending on how powerful those feelings are the light can also form different shapes around her(like a dark cloud when she’s angry, hearts when she feels deep affection etc.)
So sorry I’ve been inactive these past couple of months! I’ve been busy with school, homework, work - the usual things. Classes are cancelled this week because of the air and the smoke, so hopefully I can work on requests?
I hope everyone is fine and that everyone is safe, especially those who have been affected by the fires. There’s not much I can say that could possibly make things better for you, but just know that things WILL get better and that there are so many people who care about you and your safety.
It had taken years for you to master controlling your emotions. Your teenage years were a horror with all your raging hormones and developing body, but now, as an adult, you were completely confident in concealing your emotions just enough so that your Quirk wouldn’t give you away.
Or so you thought.
All that training you had out yourself through went out the door when you met All Might on your first day as a teacher at U.A.. You thought that you had gotten over your little crush from high school and could treat him as a coworker, but the moment he took your hand in his and placed a kiss to you knuckles, your control was gone. You glowed an embarrassingly bright red as he spoke to you, tinges of yellow here and there.
“It’s nice to see you again, _______! I look forward to working together with you! And if you have any questions or concerns, feel free to ask for me!” He watched with slight amusement as you stammered out a thank you, the light you emitted gradually fading away as you spoke, and he smiled to himself, thinking that working with you would be fun. Since then, it had become a daily occurrence for him to tease you, either in front of your students or in the teachers’ lounge, and he never got tired of your reactions. He especially loved it when you glowed different colors one after another in the span of a few seconds as your emotions ran through you, as you were doing now.
The students had joked about you and All Might having secret affairs after noticing how much time the two of you spent together, and, while you were embarrassed at their observations, you were also slightly happy at the idea. Hence, you were switching between glowing red and yellow as your emotions alternated, and the class took this chance to tease you some more.
“_______-sensei, do you like All Might?”
“What did he look like when he was younger?”“Maybe he likes you, too!”
You’re about to tell the class to calm down when the door opens. Everyone grows quiet and turns their heads, finding All Might in all his glory standing at the entrance, and they all quickly turn their attention back to you. Red, pink, yellow… and purple.
They fall silent at the new color, unsure of what to do. You meet the hero’s blue eyes, concern lightly lacing his features as when he notices the shade of purple that is now fading away. The colors that were once vibrant and alive around you were gone, and you take a shaky breath and smile at your coworker.
“Did you need something, Toshi— All Might?”
He almost flinches at how calm you sound, but he pushes past the shock and clears his throat. “Just checking in on things. Aizawa-kun was complaining about the noise.”
The Pro-Hero glances between you and your students, the pieces coming together slowly as he starts to understand the situation. He knew the class liked to get a rise out of you because of your Quirk - it had become a sort of game for both you and the class - but he didn’t realize it would have this effect on you.
“The noise?” You glow bright red at the realization and bow your head in in shame. “I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t realize we were so loud! I’ll go apologize to him right now!” You rush out of the room, somewhat relieved to get away from the classroom, without sparing All Might a second look, missing the way his expression turns dark when he turns his attention to the class.
Once you’re far enough from the classroom, you slow to a walk and place your hands on your cheeks, feeling just how warm they are. How could you let things get so out of hand? All because of your little crush on your former classmate! You shake your head to clear it, a little huff sounding from your throat as you steady your emotions again. When you reach Aizawa’s classroom, you peek inside and find it empty.
“That’s weird,” you mumble to yourself before walking back to your own class. As you reach for the door, you realize that it’s Aizawa’s break time, and you pause for a moment. Why would All Might say that then, you ask yourself. When you enter the classroom, you find all your students looking slightly terrified, their eyes wide in fear, and you follow their gazes to the man in front of you. “All Might?”
At the sound of your voice, he straightens up and turns to you, his lips forming that familiar smile. “_______, you’re back!”
You can feel the tension behind his smile and are about to ask what happened when the bell rings, signaling the end of class. You pull All Might to the side as your students all but run out of the room, none of them saying their usual goodbyes to you as they dash out the door. You don’t mind though, since the man in front of you was obviously hiding something, and you wanted to know what it was and why he was hiding it.
You tilt your head to the side and raise an eyebrow at the Pro-Hero in front of you. “Well? Are you gonna tell me what happened while I was gone?”
“Nothing happened, _______. I just lectured them about the dangers of playing with others’ emotions, especially those of Pro-Heroes,” he states lightly, as if he were talking about the weather. He places a hand on your shoulder reassuringly when you point a glare at him, still unconvinced.
“Then why did my students look like they had just faced the wrath of All Might?”
He fails to keep his smile and retracts his hand from your shoulder before clearing his throat.
“All Might, did you really - “
“Toshinori,” he interjects, mumbling an apology when you raise an eyebrow.
“Toshinori, why did you do something like that? They didn’t mean any harm, and you know that,” you sigh, running a hand through your hair. You walk over to your teacher’s desk and sit down, and he follows you silently. “Do you have an excuse, Mister Number 1 Hero?”
He recalls the expression you wore when he entered the room and the tinges of purple lining your figure, the color he recognized represented fear, and he remembers how angry he felt because of it.
“That reminds me,” you start, leaning back in your chair. “Aizawa wasn’t even in his room earlier. Why did you say he was complaining about my class…?”
Your question trails off when you notice him coming closer, the look in his eyes telling you there’s so much he wants to say. He reaches forward and gently tilts your chin up with his thumb and forefinger, the action sending electricity running through your veins as your body glows bright red and yellow. Normally, he would chuckle and tease you about your Quirk, but he evidently had another purpose for his gesture.
“I wanted an excuse to see you, even if it was a lie,” he states matter-of-factly, his eyes staring at where his thumb brushed your lips. “But when I saw what was happening, I couldn’t contain how angry I was.”
The blatant implication behind his words sends your mind running in a different directions, your Quirk mirroring your emotions as you felt them, and you nearly forget to breathe with how overwhelmed you are at the turn of events. You let out a long breath and hold onto the arm of your chair for some sort of support, the hero in front of you kneeling down to be eye-level with you.
“_______, are you okay?” He asks, his voice full of concern.
“I think so, but…” You peek up at him quickly before averting your eyes. “You being this close doesn’t really help.”
He chuckles lightly before saying, “I knew you had a crush on me, but I didn’t know it was this serious.”
You look up at him, eyes wide with horror. “You knew?”
“It wasn’t too hard to figure out, with your Quirk and all. Especially since in high school you - “
You let out a short yell and cover his mouth with your hands to prevent him from saying more, ignoring how much closer you are to him now. “High school was an embarrassing time for everyone, okay?!”
As you both remember said times, you fall into a fit of laughter at the memories. Memories of Yamada nearly breaking everyone’s eardrums every day, memories of Aizawa being caught sleeping in the weirdest places, memories of picking hero names.
“Do you still like me?” He asks tentatively, his quiet tone of voice unfamiliar to your ears, his hands curling around either of your wrists to place your hands on his cheeks. You nod once and smile at him.
“I haven’t stopped liking you since high school,” you admit thoughtlessly, confidence placing itself in your core.
He pauses for a moment before saying, “Even if I’m like this?”
And then he’s reverted back to his base form, the man most people would never recognize as their Number One Hero, All Might. The man who was simply a man. The man you fell in love with.
You lean forward and press your lips against his, earning a surprised grunt from the man before you. It’s not long before he’s kissing you back, your lips moving together almost naturally.
“Does that answer your question?” You say once you break away from the kiss. You find him blushing in front of you, and you stifle a laugh at the new sight.
“I don’t think I understood you very well,” he manages to say. “Do you mind showing me again?”
You smile at this and nod, your hands moving along his neck and tangling themselves in his hair as you pull him in for another kiss.
Finally got this done!! These are S/O’s I designed for @wakai-imagines hilarious water balloon scenario!! I remember just BEAMING when reading this and I appreciated how the characterizations of the S/O’s reflected the characters themselves. Also, a quick funny hiccup, is right after I designed Naoko, I discovered @kabukii‘s adorable precious OC which you can find here, and I laughed at the similarity in hairstyles. Go check her out!
You can tell that I have discovered the glory of the flat line marker and went to town, as well as had WAY TOO MUCH FUN with Kimiko because WHAT A SCENARIO MY GOD. I had a really hard time with her legs, but i finally had to call it quits. Raptor legs are frickin hard, just know she’s a jock training to become an athlete (im sure they have quirk-based sports, they used them in the festival yeah? you cant tell me there aren’t actually sports like that) and she can go ZOOM on them too. #neverskiplegday. ALSO SHE IS PART OF HORN BUDDIES AND YOU CANT TELL ME OTHERWISE. She’s also a closet weeb
Naoko is just a babe with some unintentionally unsettling tendencies, and just wants to control her quirk better because it’s a pretty volatile quirk if used incorrectly.
Im not dead yet bitches. Just started college thats all.
This has been in the works for awhile, for @wakai-imagines headcannon of a German female MC for Todoroki!! You can find it here! I didn’t incorporate all I wanted-I got kinda tired.
Because Im all about that precision of German engineering, I wanted her to have some kind of mechanical quirk. Is it useless?…yeah. When she’s emotionally compromised, her gears temporarily lock up, rendering her imobile.
There are some upsides to her quirk though: since the clockwork has essentially replaced her heartbeat, she knows a lot of auditory clues when working with similar machinery. Since a quirk like hers rarely survives, she has dedicated herself to learning more about it as well as trying to help others with particularly unstable quirks (think of 13…) live a normal life.
She’s incredibly intelligent, friendly but awkward around people. She may not suitable for the brutality of Herowork, but she’s a hero in her own right for the common people.
Here’s some lovely fan art by @the-reader-to-my-hero based off of one of my headcannons! I’m honored someone liked my work enough to draw fan art for it, and like I said before, I love all the details you added to the character! Thank you again!
Hello! Could I request hcs for ochaco, mirio, & tamaki (or todoroki if u don't know the big 3) with a crush & the crush doesn't think they like them back & then their classmates just go off abt how much character adores their crush through their actions and/or what they have said abt their crush. Thanks so much!!
I just want to put it out there that I LOVE Mirio with all my heart.
I also skipped another request because it’s taking way longer than I expected to write for, and I needed to post something because it’s been a while.
Uraraka Ochaco
Uraraka is always super nervous and jumpy around you, which led you to believe that she harbored bad feelings towards you
when you first asked to sit with her at lunch because she seemed nice, she just stared at you and didn’t say anything
And when you were partnered up for training, she refused and begged Yaorazu to switch with her
so one day at lunch, you’re asking your group of friends if you did anything to make Uraraka dislike you and they all just stare at you in disbelief
Then they proceed to tell you how much Uraraka likes you and that she talks about you all the time when you’re not around
And they tell you about how she’s always watching you in class instead of taking notes, or how she can talk about something small you did like fixing your uniform for hours on end, or how she seems to always know when you’re feeling off
And when she notices that you’re having a bad day, she’ll tell someone else like Iida to say some encouraging words or have Midoriya give you your favorite drink from the vending machine instead of her even though she was the one who bought it
And they all tell you that she just can’t focus when you’re face-to-face with her and that’s why she avoids you
Togata Mirio
You always thought Togata was a gentleman since the first time you met him
He’s always smiling and he’s so kind to everyone
So when he offers to carry your books for you or brings you a water bottle after training, you try to not think too much into it because that’s just how he is
But it’s so hard not to think that way, and before you know it you’ve got this huge crush on him
While you’re talking with Nejire one day, you tell her about your feelings for the blonde but tell her you have no chance with him and that you understand that he’s just nice to everyone, and she just laughs at you for a long time before asking you if you really thought that
And then she tells you that he actually has a super big crush on you and he actually goes out of his way to do things for you
He actually does treat you differently from everyone else, even if it’s not so obvious to you, and even though he’s not so open or vocal about his feelings for you, he wouldn’t deny it if someone asks
And Nejire tells you something that he told her never to tell anyone else - when he does his Killing Move Phantom Menace, he’s actually super embarrassed if you’re around to see it because he’s pretty much naked, and sometimes he’ll even miss a hit because of it
Amajiki Tamaki
This boy is so shy around you, he’s literaly a stuttering mess, but you just think it’s because he doesn’t really like talking (which is partially true in this case)
Sometimes he manages a sentence or two around you, but nothing more, and he never meets your eyes
When you try talking to him sometimes, he’ll just make this face like he’s annoyed or something, so you’ve stopped trying now because you think he doesn’t like you, but it’s really just because he’s panicking inside and that’s his default expression
And he notices that you avoid him now and he doesn’t know why, but he doesn’t have the courage to ask you
It isn’t until you bring up the topic while talking to Togata one day and he can’t help but sigh when he hears how his friend has been acting towards you
So he tells you that Amajiki often talks about you with this lovestruck look on his face but when it comes to actually talking to you, he loses his cool and doesn’t really know what to do except stay quiet
And it turns out that Amajiki sometimes likes to imagine watching butterflies with you or just being with you in general, and he likes to try the foods you like and even buys two of whatever he’s eating with hopes of sharing with you but never does because he’s just so scared and nervous
One of the things he thinks about a lot that keeps him from getting to know you better is the thought that you’re too good for him and you deserve someone better, and you think that’s ironic because you feel that way about him since he’s so powerful and stuff
Okay okay okay,,, what about some todoroki hcs with an italian s/o? And like- she doesn't speak only italian,, but even dialet so things are even more confusional H A ,,,idk i'm bored please surprise me and thank yo;) Also yes my english sucks HA
Hey there! My ask box is actually closed right now, so I’m not taking new requests at the moment. But thank you for your request! Also, your English is perfectly fine! I think the fact that you know English as a second language is amazing in itself, so don’t put yourself down over it.
Hello can I get some headcanons of shouto with a german s/o like sometimes german words slip and when shes upset she starts speaking in an angry german tone xD
I used Google Translate for this, so I hope it makes sense!
He’s come to recognize some words you let slip into your everyday life
“scheißen” when you drop something, “ja” when you get the correct answer on your homework, “was” when you’re confused
A phrase he’s familiar with is “sich verpissen” because you say it quite often around Bakugou
While it’s not common for you to be angry enough to speak your native language, if there’s one thing that pisses you off, it’s Bakugou
He picks on your boyfriend for no reason, and because Todoroki doesn’t care enough to say anything, you step in and let the blonde have a piece of your mind
When it first happened, you stared at your boyfriend, mortified that maybe he didn’t like you anymore because of how angry you sounded
You were so, so wrong. If he thought you speaking in German in your normal tone was hot, you speaking in an angry German tone was sexy
You could be saying anything to him in German and he’d think it’s the hottest thing in the world
He’ll ask you to teach him some German words and phrases because he wants to be able to understand what you’re saying and so he can talk to you without anyone else knowing what you’re talking about
You catch him mumbling curses you taught him under his breath sometimes and you fall in love him even more each time
Once he’s learned more German, he also learns that you actually like to shit talk about other students quite often
A couple times, you’ve said “ich liebe dich” to him, but he doesn’t know what it means and you won’t tell him
And then one day, when you say it after a kiss, he says it back and you’re just so surprised and happy and you ask him to say it again
He’ll cradle your face in both his hands and lean closer until his lips are just brushing against yours, and he’ll say it again before kissing you
Aaaaaaaaaaaaa I just read through your whole blog and I!! LOVE!!! YOUR!!! WRITING!!!! Could you please write a scenario about Shinsou and his gf stargazing on a balcony and talking about trivial stuff, ending can get raunchy if you're up to it! Thank you!
Thank you! I’m glad you like my writing!!!
I’m sorry though... My ask box is actually closed at the moment, but feel free to send another request in when it’s open! This sounds really cute though!
Omg when you open up your requests I hope I remember to ask you about doing a Todoroki version of the water balloons because that was HILARIOUS
Will do! And I’m glad you found that request funny, I was hoping it would be because I’m not good at comedy. It’ll be fun to imagine Todoroki’s reaction!
Guys!!! I didn’t realize it until today, but this blog is one year old already! Technically, it’s one year and a week old, but it’s okay, right? I was wondering if you guys wanted to do something special like have a poll for a special imagine or whatnot. If not, it’s totally fine.
I just want to thank you all for supporting me through one whole year! It’s been an adventure and a learning experience for me, and I couldn't have gotten this far without you guys. I’ve been able to write so many imagines and head canons that I never would have even thought of writing, and I’ve learned a lot in the process, be it history or a new language. All of you have been so kind and understanding, and all your messages really mean a lot to me. I read every comment and check every reblog to see what you guys have to say!
Thank you guys again for being with me this long, and may we have more fun times together in the future!
A SCENARIO WHERE S/O JUST PLUMMETS SHINSOU/BAKUGOU WITH WATER BALLOONS IN THE MIDDLE OF SCHOOL
LOVE THE EXCITEMENT! I CAN TELL THIS IDEA JUST POPPED INTO YOUR HEAD AND YOU HAD TO GET IT OUT RIGHT AWAY! I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!
Shinsou Hitoshi
“What?! I can’t do that!” You shake your head vigorously at your friends’ idea.
“Come on! If it’s you, no matter what you do to him, Shinsou-san won’t get angry,” your friend tells you, but you still refuse to carry out the dare that Monoma told you to do. You glare at the blonde across from you, that patronizing smirk still on his face as he takes in your reaction.
He laughs and throws his head back, a hand raised as he flips his hair. “As I thought, Class 1-C is full of wimps!”
“We aren’t!” Your denial only brings another fit of laughter from him, and without thinking, you yell, “Fine! I will do it!”
He stops laughing for a moment and stares at you, a spark of interest in his eyes. “Really?”
You bite your lip, wondering if it would really be okay to do that to your boyfriend, and you almost take back your words until you see that smirk on Monoma’s face. “Yes, really.”
“You’ve got this, _______,” you breathe to yourself as you peek into the classroom. Your eyes catch that familiar head of purple hair as your boyfriend sits in his desk, innocently waiting for you to return from the bathroom for lunch. You can see him twiddling his thumbs under the desk, and you nearly decide to give up on the dare when that mocking laughter fills your ears. You shake your head clear of any thoughts and creep into the classroom, one oversized water balloon in your hands. Once you’re behind Shinsou, you raise your arms high above his head, and you notice a flash of yellow by the other classroom door. Monoma smiles and gives you a thumbs up before pulling out his cellphone to record you.
You click your tongue at him, and Shinsou flinches at the sound. Before he can fully turn around and face you, you drop the balloon on his head, effectively drenching him in water. He stares at you in utter shock, and you sputter a broken excuse.
“M-Monoma dared me to-! And he was calling us wimps, so I couldn’t-! I’m really sorry, Hitoshi!” You were on the verge of tears now. You felt awful for doing something so horrible to him, but he smiles up at you.
“It’s alright, _______,” he says gently, taking your hands in his.
“I-it is?” You blink in surprise, and he chuckles at your expression, a flicker of something dark in his eyes.
“Of course it is. Because I’ll get you back.”
And then he’s pulling you onto his lap, his dripping arms wrapping tightly around you. You let out a surprised squeak at the feeling of water soaking into your uniform and squirm in his hold. “H-Hitoshi!”
“There. Now we’re both wet,” he says as he places a kiss on your forehead. You try your best to glare at him, you really do, but the way he’s smiling at you isn’t helping. You let out a sigh before running your hand through his wet strands, a grunt sounding form his throat when your fingers get caught in a knot. He raises an eyebrow at you suggestively and laughs out loud at the blush that paints your cheeks. “Kidding, kidding.”
Bakugou Katsuki
“Hey, isn’t that _______-chan?” At Kirishima’s question, Bakugou tilts his head up just in time for him to catch a glimpse of you from the second-story window, a shit-eating grin on your face as you pour a bucket of water balloons on him. His vision is a flurry of colors, and then he’s soaked to the bone. He’s still looking up at you, a mixture of betrayal and anger in his eyes.
“I thought you needed to cool off!” You shout from the window, giving a high-five to a familiar pink hand behind you. You laugh at something your classmates said before turning your attention back to where your boyfriend is - was. You let out a noise of surprise and look to Kirishima, a look of pity on his face as he looks back up at you.
“_______-chan, what’s wrong?” The girls around you grow worried at your sudden change, but you’re too busy running calculations in your head.
It takes about thirty seconds to get up those stairs - fifteen if he’s running, and he probably is. Another five to get to the classroom. I’ve spent about ten seconds standing here, so that leaves me with -
You never get to finish your thought, the sound of the classroom door slamming open catching your attention. You’re boyfriend stands in the entrance, still dripping wet from your prank, lips pulled into a threatening smile.
“_______,” he says, voice strained. You could see the popped vein on his forehead, the killer look in his eye almost enough to freeze you in place. He starts stalking towards you, his steps slow and measured, like a predator stalking towards its prey. Your classmates scatter, leaving you alone, and you sneak another look out the window. “Don’t even think about fucking running. You have nowhere to go.”
He’s only a few feet away from you now, but it isn’t until he lunges for you do you launch yourself out the window. You can hear the shouts of your classmates and your boyfriend, but all you can focus on is the redhead looking up at you with wide eyes.
“Kirishima, catch me!” He instantly opens his arms and runs to catch you just in time, and you smile up at him breathlessly. “I was scared you weren’t gonna make it for a moment there.”
“You were scared? Imagine how I felt when you suddenly said that!” He laughs, still bewildered at what just happened, and lets you down. You both glance up at your boyfriend who was now staring daggers at both of you, and you hear Kirishima gulp beside you. The blonde retreats from the window, but he reappears a moment later when he jumps out. He lands right in front of the two of you, his whole body trembling with emotions as he stares you both down.
“Well, what’dya know? A couple of fucking traitors,” he spits out, cracking his knuckles with loud pops.
“B-Bakugou, I wasn’t a part of this, I s-swear!” The redhead beside you flails his arms around defensively, panic and fear taking over his body as the blonde steps closer. Kirishima sends you a look for help, but you’re just as scared as he is. Bakugou sends a pointed glare at him and motions for him to go, and Kirishima doesn’t think twice before sprinting off and leaving you behind.
“Oh, fuck,” you breathe, your voice shaky and weak. Your boyfriend smirks in front of you and closes the remaining distance between you, his eyes burning red, and you know he’s going to get you back tenfold, whether you begged for mercy or not.
Hello! ^^ I'm not sure if you know much about Australia, but could I request a scenario of Bakugou and Todoroki (separate if you can) where the reader is Australian and they are both surprised/confused by her accent and the slang she uses??? Btw love your work its all amazing!
So I was having a bit of trouble with this one, but it was so much fun to write after I actually got the stories going! Like, it just kept flowing and flowing for Bakugou (as most of his stories do), and then Todoroki’s story was where I got stuck. I used a lot more slang for his, and I think it worked out okay.
I’m hoping the terms are all used correctly and that they don't offend anyone! I had to look up Australian slang, and, boy, a lot of it is pretty vulgar, but they’re all so unexplainably funny? I only just learned that Australia is called “Oz”? That’s pretty freaking cool! Also, I kind of accidentally only wrote with slang in mind and not accents. Sorry about that!
Anyway, I hope you like this!
Bakugou Katsuki
Kirishima drops a bag onto your desk in front of you, and you look up at him in disbelief, the excitement buzzing through you almost tangible to him and Bakugou.
“Is this what I think it is?” You reach for the bag as Bakugou watches in interest. Just what could you be so worked up over? He almost jumps when you open the bag and squeal, your hands flying to your mouth and covering the smile Bakugou had started to grow addicted to. The blonde disapproves of the action and clicks his tongue - your smile is the prettiest thing he’s ever seen besides you, and he’d gladly do anything to see it.
“What is it?” He asks grumpily as he crosses him arms. You reach into the bag and pull out a stuffed bear, looking like you just won the lottery as you hold it up for him to see. “A fucking bear? Seriously?”
If you weren’t so happy, you’d frown at him, but you physically can’t. “Not just any bear, you fuckwit! It’s Rilakkuma!”
Ah, he thinks, there it goes again. He’d expected to hear you curse like a sailor and have witty comebacks prepared for every situation as most Australians tend to, but to your credit, you’ve barely slipped up since you arrived in Japan. On the rare occasion that you do, you laugh it off and do your best to explain the meaning of some phrases and words, and to his frustration, he finds your slip ups way too attractive.
“You bastard!” Bakugou is almost relieved that you’ve just called his best friend a bastard until you laugh and pull Kirishima into a tight hug, and he realizes that’s probably some Australian term that he doesn’t know. Kirishima looks frantically at his friend and makes sure that his hands are far away from you and where Bakugou can see them. When you pull away from the hug, you’re laughing for a different reason now. “What kind of hug was that, Kirishima? Too much for you? I know you’re weak around pretty girls, but come on.”
Kirishima stutters and fails to provide some sort of excuse, earning another wave of laughter from you. He can feel a pair of eyes burning into the side of his head, and he quickly shouts, “I-it was Bakugou’s idea! He thought you’d like it!”
You turn to the blonde, an eyebrow raised skeptically. God, he wishes he didn’t find that as attractive as he did.
“Really? Bakugou wanted to get me something?” You stand up and walk over to him until your chests are almost touching, and fuck he hopes you can’t hear the embarrassingly too loud beating of his heart that’s deafening to his own ears. “You didn’t sound too sure about what was in the bag earlier.”
“Th-that’s cause he didn’t know I was giving it to you today!” Kirishima butts in. He sends a thumbs up to Bakugou before continuing. “I was just too excited and couldn’t wait any longer.”
“Hm…” You don’t give Kirishima’s explanation much thought, instead focusing on the way Bakugou’s chest in front of you seems to be moving a bit too fast for that irritatingly calm look on his face. He’s wearing his usual scowl but otherwise looks unaffected by the close proximity between the two of you.
If only you knew that he was scowling from trying so hard not to kiss you right now.
“I guess,” you start, your voice dripping like honey from your lips, “I owe you a thanks. Perhaps a kiss?”
At that, the blonde stiffens, both aroused and startled by your words. He doesn’t believe you’ll go through with your words until you’re leaning closer and standing on your tiptoes for easier access to his lips. He automatically closes his eyes shut, hands clenched into fists at his side and his breathing stopped as he braces himself.
Your lips are soft, and… fuzzy?
Bakugou peeks with one eye and nearly has a mental breakdown when he sees the teddy bear’s face in front of his. He lets out the breath he had been holding in one whoosh, his ears growing red in anger and embarrassment as he glares at you. “You…! What the fuck was that?!”
“Bakugou, Bakgou, don’t tell me you were expecting something else?” you tease, a smile playing at your lips and Kirishima struggling to stifle his laughter behind you. Before the blonde can retort, your lips are on his cheek, effectively silencing both him and the rest of your classmates who had been watching the whole ordeal. When you pull away from him, there’s a light blush on your cheeks and a genuine-like smile on your face. “Thank you, Bakugou.”
Todoroki Shouto
“Hey, Todoroki-kun.” You nudge the boy’s shoulder, and he turns around to look at you while trying his best to not look like your touch had sent sparks through him. “I was talking to Yaorazu-chan earlier about tea, and she went off on a whole lecture about all sorts of tea. Since you’re rich - I’m assuming you are, being Endeavor’s son and all - I was wondering if you like tea, too.”
Todoroki recalls walking past you and Yaorazu earlier, slightly amused at the different interest levels displayed on both your faces as she talked about something he didn’t quite catch, and he smiles again at the memory. You had looked so out of it while Yaorazu was animatedly smiling and waving her arms about.
“I enjoy tea,” he replies, trying to remember the last time he had tea. Was it when he went to visit his mother?
“Do you like that exy stuff, too? I mean, I can’t say I do ‘cause I’d go broke if I bought just one pack, but maybe you have some lying around your house.”
It takes him a moment to realize you’re still talking about tea, but his mind is still preoccupied with something you said that he didn’t recognize at all. You don’t seem to notice though, still continuing the conversation like everything you were saying made complete sense.
“Do you make it the same way as cheap tea? Like, boiling water in a bizzie and pouring some of the herbs into a cup and then the boiled water?”
Todoroki finds himself once again thrown off at yet another foreign word, but he simply nods his head and pretends like he knows what you’re referring to when you say “bizzie.” He decides you’ve used some Australian word, which makes him feel slightly better at having not understood what you meant.
You fall silent after a bit and stare out the window, and Todoroki takes this chance to reorient himself. He could just ask you to explain what those words meant, but if he tries asking you know, then you’d know he didn’t know what you were talking about at all and simply went along with whatever you said. He could feel himself growing dizzy thinking about it until you let out a gasp, suddenly remembering something.
“I heard that the food at Macca’s in Japan are way smaller! Could you take me to one after school, Todoroki-kun?” He almost says no, just because he has no idea what you’re saying again, but the way your eyes are lit up with excitement makes it so hard to. He hesitates for a moment, unsure if he can even handle spending more time with you now that he knows he has another problem besides his growing crush on you. Taking his silence as reluctance, you say, “Or not. I think Sero-kun was talking about going later. I can as him if he can - “
“No!” His sudden shout surprises both of you, and he apologizes quickly for it. “I’ll take you.”
He wishes he could take pictures in his mind because the smile that spreads on your face is one he’d like to remember, so he resorts to committing every detail to memory while he can. You’re just so beautiful and kind, and you spend so much time talking to someone unsocial like him when you could be making so many more friends. You’re the new transfer student, so he’s sure making friends wouldn’t be hard for you, especially since you’re so easy to get along with. He wonders if you consider him a friend, but the way you’re looking at him now makes him feel like you see him as something more than that. Your attention is brought elsewhere when you hear a shout from the hallway, a familiar head of blonde yelling some taunt as he walks by the classroom.
“Get stuffed, you fruit loop!” You shout, standing up from your seat and making a fist. Monoma cackles but does as he’s told, knowing full well what you’re capable of. You smile down at Todoroki, proud after scaring off the blonde. “He sure is persistent.”
He sighs, defeated and exhausted from attempting to decipher your confusing language, and he realizes that he’ll have to hear more of it later when you go to whatever “Macca’s” is.
Today is going to be a long day, but…
He glances up at you and smiles as you make a face at Bakugou across the room, some playful remark playing on your tongue.
Hi, can you do a mina x fem reader scenario where the reader has a crush on mina and mina’s clueless, and one day they have to team up in pairs and minas like i’ll pair up with my friend y/n and reader gets mad and is like i dont wanna be your friend then walks away. happy ending please, super big thanks in advance if you do it💕
Not related to this request, but the one before it. The requestor wants a story for Todoroki and Shinsou falling for the daughter of a villain, and I’m really sorry to do this, but I’m gonna put that one on hold for a bit. Everything I write is completely unsatisfactory, so I’m gonna spend more time on it and post other requests while you wait. Again, so sorry!
And to the Anon who requested this scenario: I hope you like it! Mina is so precious and deserves so much love! I hope the ending is as happy is you hoped it would be!
One sentence.
One sentence was all it took for you to fall in love with Ashido Mina, the literal pink ball of fluff whose smile could light up your day.
“You’re really cute, you know!” She smiled at you like you were her favorite person in the world before introducing herself on the first day of school, and you knew you were screwed when you asked if you could be friends. You’d been practically inseparable since then, and as you got to know her more, you found yourself quickly falling in love with her.
You feel like the main character of some cliche romance story. You like Mina, she only sees you as a friend, and you’re left to pine after her. Sometimes, you think it’s not too bad. You felt lucky just being friends with someone as amazing as her - but then she would make your relationship status very clear.
“Hey, hey! Can I have a bite? We’re friends, so it’s okay, right?”
“_______-chan, you don’t have to look away! I’m just changing! And we’re friends!”
“Let’s go train together! We’ll still be friends if one of us loses!”
Today, however, Mina was being extra touchy, and you could hardly calm your nerves before her hands were on you again. A slight brush of her knee against yours, her arms wrapped around one of yours as you walked to the cafeteria, the little pokes she gave you at random. It was all too much for you. If you were just friends, none of it would have bothered you. But you liked her, and you wanted all those touches to mean something more than friendship.
So when Aizawa tells you to find a partner for tomorrow and she rushes through your classmates to get to you, you can’t help but feel like crying when she says, “I’m pairing up with _______-chan! She’s my friend, so no one else can!”
“I don’t want to be your friend!”
The entire class goes silent at your sudden outburst, and even you are shocked at your own words. You let out a quiet gasp and cover your mouth with your hands, a hurt and confused Mina standing in front of you. You mumble a quick apology before walking across the room, ignoring the stares of your classmates, and out into the halls.
It doesn’t take long for you to get to the dorms, and you head straight to your room where you know no one will bother you. You felt awful about what you said to Mina. The look on her face was burned into your memory, and you knew this was the end of your friendship. Tears fill your eyes, your vision going blurry as you cry into your pillow. It’s not long before you hear knocking at your door, and you don’t have to ask to know who it is.
“Go away!” You shout, your voice muffled and croaky.
“_______-chan, let me in!” Mina knocks on your door a few more times before seemingly giving up, and you let out relieved sigh when you hear her footsteps receding. You sit up and hug you pillow to your chest, reminiscing all the memories you shared with her, your eyes growing misty.
And then you hear something on your balcony.
You can see the shadow of someone standing on the other side of the glass as the try to open the doors, and you let out a scream on instinct. The figure on the other side jumps at your voice and starts to flail their arms around.
“_______-chan, it’s just me!” The voice that you came to love sounds from the other side, and you immediately stop screaming to rush over to the glass doors. You pull aside the curtains and find none other than Mina standing sheepishly on your balcony, a hand scratching at the back of her neck. “S-sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. It’s just, you wouldn’t open the door, so I thought I could get in through here. But these doors are locked, too.”
You almost let her in - almost. You remember why you were avoiding her and are about to close the curtains again when she tells you to wait. “Mina, I don’t want to talk right now.”
“But I do! You’re my fr-!”
“Don’t say that!” You shout, not caring if anyone heard you at this point. You cover your ears and start to cry again, and you nearly let out another scream when you feel a pair of arms around you. Mina shushes you and pats your head, attempting to make you stop crying and calm down. Her touch only brings another wave of tears, and as much as you want to push her away, you also want to be selfish and let her keep holding you.
Once you’ve stopped crying, eyes dry and no more tears left to spend, Mina says softly, “Are you okay now?”
You nod, wiping away the tears dripping from your chin and gawk when you realize that you’ve gotten snot all over her uniform. “M-Mina-!”
“It’s okay.” She smiles down at you and pats your head again before her expression hardens. “Why did you say something like that?”
You know there’s no point in trying to feign innocence and act like you don’t know what she was talking about, but before you can get your thoughts together, she’s asking more questions.
“Did I do something to make you mad? Did you want to partner with someone else? Was it because I asked for some of your food earlier?” You feel her hands slip down your arms until she’s holding yours, shaking just enough for you to notice, and her voice grows quieter. “Is it because you don’t like me?”
“Of course not! Mina, I love you! And not just as a friend!” You’re squeezing her hands in yours now, desperate to let her know that she’s wrong and that you don’t hate her.
And then her lips are on yours.
They’re softer than you thought they’d be, and the way she kisses you gives you the impression that she’s wanted to do it for a long time. It’s as rushed and messy as your confession was, but it still takes your breath away.
“M-Mina!” You can feel the heat radiating from her cheeks as she pulls away, and you search her eyes from answers to questions you haven’t asked. She stares straight back at you, almost glaring at you with those golden eyes of hers. “What are you-?!”
“I love you, too, _______-chan!” You let out a surprised squeak when she pulls you into another hug and rests her head on your shoulder. “I can’t believe you said it before me…”
You don’t have to see her face to know she’s pouting, and you laugh at the image in your head. She huffs and squeezes you in her arms until you apologize for laughing. You let her hold you for a while longer before another thought creeps into your mind.
“Mina, how did you get in? The door was locked…” She jumps a little before pulling away from you, a guilty look on her face.
“I kinda… melted the glass…?” Your mouth falls open in shock, and you turn around to see if it’s true, finding a hole matching the silhouette of Mina in the glass doors. “B-but it’s okay! I’m sure the school will forgive us! It’s only a little hole!”
“Little?! Mina, it’s huge!” You gesture at it wildly as you stare at her in disbelief, an offended scoff sounding from your throat when you realize she’s smiling at you. “What are you smiling about?”
She shrugs and walks over to you, her hands curling around you and pulling you into a hug. You blush at the action and look up at her questioningly. “I think it was worth it since I get to hug you like this now.”
“M-Mina!” You bury your face in her shoulder. She laughs and squeezes you in her arms before pulling you onto the bad with her. She pats your head like reassuringly and tells you not to worry about it, but you only pout at her words.
“Don’t worry about it. It’s fine, it’s fine,” she says as she continues to pat your head. After a moment, you finally give in and sigh.
“Fine,” you mumble, earning a laugh from her. You cuddle into her and relax into her touch, the events of today forgotten as she lulls you to sleep.
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