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*hits you with a time travel quirk*

i love thinking about bakugo getting hit with a time travel quirk and his symbolic nightmares become a very tangible and chaotic new reality. sth sth learning how to move on as a better person without letting your past and shame control you, even if it's gonna follow you for the rest of your life in one way or another.

i don't think bakugo should atone repeatedly for his childhood sins, but i also don't really agree with the sentiment that their childhood wouldn't affect their adulthood. i think a lot of their little habits (the good and the bad) were formed during their childhood and as a result of their friendship and falling out, i think sometimes that catches them off-guard in their adulthood and leads to unexpected situations that require them to manage their emotions well so it doesn't end in unjust accusations and yeah.

No fr!! Are we forgetting all might made him move a whole fridge with him on top??? That boy is BUILT put some respect on itttt

No hate toward anyone but I can't stand like fics or art where izuku is like so much smaller than bakugo 😭 LIKE THAT BOY HAS MUSCLES also bakugo short king™ change my mind (I might be projecting but wtv) like I thought we left the UwU small boi deku in 2020 HOWEVER when bakugo is like portrayed as the smaller one I love that shit

How I feel after skipping past all the smut in a fanfic cause I’m only in the mood for fluff

Bkg would NEVER

Just saw the boy i couldn’t get over for MONTHS pays for snapchat…… i’m going to drive into a brick wall i am EMBARRASSED

Just saw the boy i couldn’t get over for MONTHS pays for snapchat…… i’m going to drive into a brick wall i am EMBARRASSED

It's a snowy day here where I live and I was inspired to write up this quick little drabble. Stay cozy ya'll~!💙

Reader is written as being interested in more feminine leaning things but is not written as being exclusively female.

Bakugou x Reader

Bakugou loves being in your dorm room. He likes his room because it's his, but your room is just so much more... cozy.

Colorful fairy lights were strung up across your walls, a mini oil diffuser in the corner of your desk, and many little holographic and iridescent knickknacks scattered around the space which you referred to as your shinies.

Your favorites were the crystal suncatchers that hung from your window because when the sun hit them just right, your room would be cast into rainbows. Your bed was soft and smelled nice and was littered with pillows and plushies of shapes and sizes.

He remembered when you had first arrived at the beginning of the third year, you'd set up your room almost immediately explaining that it was important for you to make it truly yours. Katsuki found it stupid at first, but after seeing it all come together, he understood what you'd meant.

The other girls gushed over it, saying it was gorgeous, but unique. Wholly and truly yours. In the beginning, he'd find himself sneaking glimpses of it when you would leave your room for class and come back to it at the end of the day. He'd soon start nonchalantly suggesting that he study with you there but then began to just come over.

Sometimes he'd read on the large fluffy pink bean bag chair you kept in the corner, other times he'd bring up snacks; enough to share of course, and you'd set up your laptop on your desk for a cozy movie night.

You poked fun at him every once in a while, teasing him that he liked being in your space more than his own. He'd grumble out some silly reason, mumbling that he was only there because he could think more clearly.

Time would pass and eventually, he would find himself curling up on your bed, tucking you against his chest while his arms engulfed your smaller frame. He'd come to realize that maybe he had initially been intrigued by your space and its aesthetic, but it was really you all along that had made it so homely.

Now, he laid with his head against your chest, breathing in a mixture of your scent and that of your freshly clean sheets. He couldn't quite describe the fragrance, but it was light, clean, and sweet. Pleasant to say the least. Your chest was soft and warm, and the way it gently rose and fell after every breath filled Katsuki with a sense of warm calm. Complete bliss.

Every so often, you'd cupped your hand against the back of his head, gently scratching your nails along the base of his scalp, placing little kisses on the crown of his head when he'd hum, urging you to continue. Slowly but surely, you'd drift back off to sleep, Katsuki soon following suit.

Snow fell softly onto the ground outside, making your room feel all the more cozy. He realized in between phasing in and out of sleep in your arms, that he didn't want to ever be without this; without you. He'd ask you, someday, properly sooner than what he was planning, to take his hand and become his.

Katsuki is a man who is hard to sway. Once he sets his mind to something, there's little one can do to change it. And right now, in this moment with you, all he can think about is your future together.

All he can think about is giving you a house, so you can make a home. Yours and his.

The snowfall today had me imagining what a lazy day with Katsuki would be like. I feel like he'd get so sleepy around you because of how safe you make him feel. Anyway, hope ya'll enjoyed!

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✧ hellooo!! the unexpected support on my first lil drabble made me want to write another one!<3 This one’s just a little longer though

✧ fluffy fluff, suki loooves youu, gn reader

During the early stages of yours and Katsuki’s relationship, when it came to being publicly affectionate, furthest he would go would be hand holding.

You didn’t mind however. His hands were always comfortingly warm, and despite his explosive, even deadly quirk, would always hold yours firmly, yet ever so gently. Such a simple gesture, though it always brought a feeling of safety.

Besides, Katsuki didn’t seem like the type to go past handholding beyond closed doors to begin with. You knew what you were getting into, and you were completely content with just that. You simply took it as a silently set boundary of his, and you didn’t want to force your boyfriend out of his comfort zone.

Which, you realised overtime, even if you wanted to, you didn’t have to.

It was like he was exploring his own boundaries, pushing his own buttons. The more steps he took out of border, the further his hands wandered.

They went from your own, snaking their way to your shoulders, waist, anywhere on your back. The fleeting touches eventually leading to sweet, careless hugs and kisses. Becoming second nature to him.

Walking down a street? You’re not walking unless you’ve got a hand around his bicep, your head on his shoulder.

In a crowd? His arm is not leaving your waist.

Waiting in line? Your impatient grump of a boyfriend is hugging you from behind, leaning his head on your shoulder as he grumbles complaints into it.

You think about it every once in a while. How he went from having the tips of his ears burning at your hand nestling in his, to having his arms shamelessly around you at all times. You don’t know what is it that gave him the push, just happy it’s you he feels comfortable with to such extent.

All the while, Katsuki wishes he could put it into words for you.

Falling for you, then falling in love with you has taught him a lot. The kind of love you showed him has helped him realise things, look at them from a different perspective. It made him yearn for and want everything he never thought he would. Being publicly affectionate a small, nonetheless great example of that.

Katsuki used to think there was no need for not just you and him, but anyone to be all lovey-dovey in public. He used to think it was completely unnecessary, obnoxious even. That is, until the small sense of longing surfaced from the depths of his heart.

Katsuki thinks it grew stronger the deeper he fell. It wasn’t long before he’d decided to act on it, languidly at least.

It was weird, kind of a newfound feeling for him. He quickly pinpointed it to, pretty much, wanting to show your guys’ love off. He wants to show off how good he is to you and how happy you are with him. To the whole world, preferably, because he loves you that much and more.

In Katsuki’s head, he notably matured for this. Something he did next to, and thanks to you. But he guesses that’s just part of being in love.

What do you mean 90 notes!!?!? What do you meaaaannnn!!!??!?

I totally thought the lil drabble was gonna tank, maybe get like 4 likes max, was terrified to even post it😭 even if it might not seem like a lot, it means a lot to me!! I’ve wanted to try writing for such a long time but i was so scareddd so i’m freaking out oh em geee!!!

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✧ hey hii heyyy! first time i have the courage to post a drabble i wrote... plz have mercy

✧ pure fluff, bakugou is a bit ooc, reader is gn!

As expected of the great explosion murder god, he insists on always holding you. The stubborn boy will literally wrestle you until you are both lying down, his arms around you, chin on top of your head.

That being a short sum up of how cuddling usually went with your boyfriend… until the moment he’d shockingly, begrudgingly agreed to being held.

“Fine.” He muttered, almost spat out. “Just this once.”

Safe to say it was not just that once.

Katsuki would rather walk barefoot on glass particles before he’d admit just how much he adores being held by you.

He adores hates! how safe and even small it makes him feel. Lying on your chest as you gently card your fingers trough his hair with one hand, slowly rubbing his back with the other. The soothing rise and fall of your chest, the comforting, steady sound of your heartbeat. Not to mention the occasional soft kisses you plant to the top of his head, sometimes accompanied by whispered sweet nothings.

And although flustered, Katsuki will demand this treatment every night. Wordlessly however.

Unless you initiate holding him, he’s crossing his arms, tossing and turning next to you, purposefully loudly sighing until you’d just get the damn hint and pull him into your arms. (You already know what he wants. He’s just too cute all huffy, stubborn as usual.)

It’s unspokenly become your guys’ little secret - the most important part of your nightly routine. You holding him, him being held by you.

You, who he loves so much, he’d let all his walls break down for.

A fact you’re very blissfully aware of, so you’d happily spend the rest of your nights holding your pretty blonde in your arms.

Midoriya x Reader

Poki pet

Tags: In case you don’t know poki pet is a mobile game where you raise a pet with your friends, Deku accidentally forgets to feed it, Izuku is 18 here, pure fluff with a touch of angst :)

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Izuku Midoriya sat on his dorm bed, his legs bouncing as he skimmed through his phone. His phone buzzed with a reminder, and when he glanced down, his blood ran cold.

The Poki Pet.

His eyes widened in horror. “Oh no. No, no, no, no!” he yelped, grabbing his phone and frantically opening the app.

The screen loaded, and there it was—the little fluffy creature you two had been raising together. But instead of its usual happy, bouncing self, the Poki Pet sat slouched over with its ears drooping, big watery eyes staring up at him.

Its hunger bar was nearly empty. The happiness meter? Almost nonexistent.

“I forgot to feed it!” Izuku shouted, his voice filled with dread. His free hand flew into his hair, ruffling it as panic set in. “It’s hungry! And sad! Oh no, Y/N’s going to see this, and she’s going to think I don’t care!”

He scrambled to fix it, fumbling through the menu and clicking on the food button. The little creature perked up as he fed it digital treats, its hunger bar slowly filling.

“Okay, okay, that’s better,” Izuku muttered, his heart pounding. But then he glanced at the happiness bar. Still painfully low.

“Why won’t it cheer up?” he groaned, his fingers tapping desperately to pet the creature. “Come on, little guy, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to forget!”

He tried everything—feeding it more snacks, playing the mini-games, even changing its outfit to something cuter. Nothing worked. The happiness bar barely budged.

“Crap, crap, crap,” he muttered, pacing around his room with his phone clutched tightly in his hand. What if she opens the app and sees this? What if she thinks I’m irresponsible? Or worse—what if she thinks I don’t care?

He stopped pacing and stared down at the screen. The Poki Pet tilted its head at him, as if judging his efforts. “I know, I know, I messed up, okay? Just… hang in there. I’ll fix this, I promise,” Izuku whispered to the screen, his guilt weighing heavier by the second.

Just as Izuku was frantically clicking every option in the app to fix the Poki Pet’s happiness, his phone buzzed again. He glanced at the screen, and his heart skipped a beat.

Y/N: Hey, I’m coming over now! Be there in a few.

“Ahhh, no!” he groaned, dropping his phone onto the bed for a moment before picking it back up like it might help him think faster. His hands flew to his face, muffling a long, frustrated sound that was somewhere between a groan and a whine.

He typed back quickly, trying to seem normal.

Izuku: Okay! See you soon!

The second he hit send, he let out a sharp breath and dropped his phone onto his desk. “Oh no, oh no, oh no,” he muttered, running both hands through his messy hair as he paced. His brain was spiraling.

What do I do? What do I do?! She’s going to see the Poki! She’s going to see it’s miserable, and she’s going to think I don’t care about it—or worse, that I don’t care about her!

“I’m sorry, buddy,” he whispered at the Poki Pet as he looked at his phone, guilt making his stomach twist. “I swear I didn’t mean to forget about you. Please just—just cheer up a little, okay? For me?”

Of course, the pet didn’t respond beyond a tiny sad squeak that made Izuku groan again. He flopped back into his bed and buried his face in his hands.

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Izuku rushed to the door the second he heard the knock, his heart hammering in his chest. When he swung it open, he didn’t even give you a chance to say anything before blurting out, “I'M REALLY REALLY SORRY! Please don't be mad at me! I know I screwed up! I accidentally forgot to feed the Poki Pet and now it's all depressed even though I keep feeding it and giving it attention! I know I screwed up, please don’t be mad at me, Y/N!”

You froze, surprised at his frantic outburst, and then couldn’t help but chuckle softly. It wasn’t at him, of course—more at how worked up he got over something so trivial—but it caught him off guard.

“Y/N? Are you... laughing?” Izuku’s face flushed with worry, his expression crumpling like he was about to start apologizing all over again. He opened his mouth, but you stepped past him, already walking toward his desk, where the Poki Pet was still sulking on the screen.

You turned to him, trying to hold back another laugh, but his wide, anxious eyes and flushed cheeks were just too endearing. His face slowly shifted into something more unsure, his gaze dropping to the floor.

“Please don’t laugh at me,” he mumbled, voice barely above a whisper.

The sight of his teary eyes made you pause, and your heart softened. “Izuku…”

You walked toward him, taking his hand gently and guiding him to sit down on his bed. You knelt down in front of him and cupped his face in your hands, tilting his head up so you could meet his green eyes.

“Baby…” you started gently, your thumb brushing over his cheek. “It’s just a game.”

His lip trembled slightly, eyes still wide with worry.

“The game didn’t even cost money,” you continued, keeping your voice calm. “It’s a digital pet, Izuku. It’s not the end of the world. And hey, I checked it before I came in, and the happiness is going up.”

He frowned, the tears that had been threatening to fall finally slipping down his face. Your heart twisted as you wiped them away with your thumb, your fingers lingering on his freckled cheeks.

“You really got worked up about this, huh?”

Izuku sniffled, his voice shaky. “You’re... not mad?”

You smiled softly, brushing your thumb over his lips. “Of course not. Why would I get mad over a little game? We just downloaded it for fun.”

He looked up at you, still a little unsure, but the tears slowly stopped falling as the weight of your words settled in.

“Thank you,” he said, his voice quieter now, and a small, relieved smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “I’m sorry for getting so worked up over it. I guess I just... care about it.”

You chuckled softly and kissed his forehead. “I know, baby. I know.”

You gently laid down beside him, pulling him into your arms so that he was lying down next to you. His head rested against your chest as you ran your fingers through his soft, green hair, feeling him relax against you.

“You got really worked up over this, huh?” you murmured softly, your voice calm and comforting.

Izuku let out a quiet sigh, his body sinking into yours as you continued to stroke his hair. "I guess... yeah. I don’t know why I freaked out so much."

You smiled, the warmth in your chest only growing as you held him closer. “Baby, I just want to say I love how much effort you put into everything. I know how hard you work in training and studying techniques. But there’s no reason why you should be working yourself up to the point of nearly having a panic attack over a silly game that we downloaded just for fun, okay?”

Izuku’s eyes closed as you spoke, his breathing evening out, but there was still a trace of doubt on his face. He shifted a little, pressing closer to you.

“I wanna know what I did for you to think I’d get mad at you so easily. Do I—”

“No,” he interrupted, his voice small and vulnerable. “I’m just scared of disappointing you.”

You gently tilted his head up, your eyes meeting his. You could see the genuine concern in them, and it made your heart ache just a little bit. You leaned in, placing a soft kiss on his forehead before speaking again, your voice filled with warmth.

“Well, you’re not going to disappoint me. Not over something like this.” You paused, then whispered, “Now, why don’t you let this go, and we can just cuddle for a bit? It’s been a while since we’ve done that.”

Izuku’s eyes flickered up to meet yours, and a small smile finally tugged at his lips. “I’d like that... a lot.”

You held him a little tighter, both of you sinking into a peaceful moment together.

It may seem like he overreacted but ngl when i ac cidentally made mine hungry it made me really sad 😂

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hi hi hiii!

browsing, reblogging, possibly occasionally shitposting…not exactly a writer, i just happen to sometimes like my stuff enough to post it! and it’s usually just some drabble lol. idek how to use this app properly yet so plz bear with me

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