Ochako Gets So Aroused Whenever You Talk Her Through Sex It Doesn’t Even Matter What You Say…. The

Bakugo is perfect for cuddling. Why? Cause he’s big and he’s warm.

I don’t mean just big cause he’s tall, I mean muscle, he’s a pro-hero after all, he’s gotta stay fit. So it wasn’t unusual for you to see his biceps practically ripping every atom of his compression shirt when he’d go out to the gym.

Despite coming back all sweaty the first thing he likes to do is lay on you and now convince you his germs have passed onto you so he has an excuse to shower with you. From there you guys find your way to your shared bed and cuddle. His muscles caging you in, his large calloused hands wrapped around your figure, and he couldn’t be happier. He keeps you warm too, thanks to his quirk his body is always warm/hot. (Thanks to this he also usually walks around shirtless.)

So it’s not uncommon for him to place his hands under your shirt, resting them gently along your sides as he uses just the right amount of heat to warm up his hands a bit. Usually he does it when you have cramps, he’ll have you lay your back to his chest and keep his hands on your lower abdomen while you rest. Such a good boyfriend.

“Cmere”

There’s no point in him saying that when he’s already got you thrown over his shoulder, taking you off the couch as if you weren’t peacefully reading.

“Kats-“ you can’t help but giggle, seeing he’s in one of his lovesick moods.

He gently places you on the bed before climbing on top of you, his head resting on your chest gently as you find your hand in his.

You smile seeing him find relaxation in your touch.

“I love you katsuki.”

His hand warms up a bit and you can see his ears turn a little pink.

—

“I love you too.”

Happy birthday Shouto!

(Featuring Touya being the terrible influence he was always meant to be)

Could you do another secret admirer smau with shinso or midoriya? 👀 your work is too good 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

the set up

h.shinso

-in which his friend messages you from his number and confesses- he takes the shot.

-i’ll have the izuku one up soon !!

Southern Reach rabbits going through the barrier 🐇

Does Hawks have his own [Redacted]?

cw: grooming, assault, pedophilia

I mentioned in the little Hawks thing that he was groomed by a handler, but he had a really different reaction to it than reader. he hates her, but he also misses her?

it wasn't violent, like with reader. Hawks thought she was his friend, his lover... she brought him presents and porn and privileges and anything he could ever want, all in exchange for silence.

logically. he knows it really fucked him up. but the illogical part of him can't help but mourn the loss.

so yes, there is a redacted for Hawks. but he doesn't redact her name. he thinks it all of the time.

cuddling w keigo & toya tho. 🤧🩷

i see the pros and the cons with this.

pros:

touya is a human furnace. so cuddling with him during the winter? peak.

add keigo with the wings? omg it’s like … a dome?? of warmth and softness and comfort???

touya lays on the bottom, you curl on top of him and then keigo curls around you both and then the wings and it’s so. i can’t even describe it.

in the summer however they both go down to boxers and you swap with who you have your head on but the other gets your lower half.

typically to fall asleep, both boys are on either side of you, facing in towards you. usually keigo likes when you face touya so he can wrap his arms around your waist (it’s easier w his wings) and you lay your head on touya’s chest

touya always plays with your hair while falling asleep. fight me. this is lowk how he’s learned to braid hair

keigo is handsy while he sleeps. not even sexual like, but in a way it’s a very sensual massage? like he’s caressing your hips, thighs (and ass) and squeezing lovingly and paying attention to the knots in your muscles

cons:

keigo kicks in his sleep

touya snores. loudly.

if you set an alarm for something in the morning, good luck getting up on time. touya is a serial snoozer and will let you sleep through it

keigo’s wings have a mind of their own and sometimes they have smacked you in the middle of the night

keigo ALSO grinds his teeth in his sleep

touya sweats a LOT so the sheets are usually moist omfg so you have to change the sheets EVERY MORNING

bye i love my boyfriends

Pages Left to Fill 💕⋆｡°✩ Shoto Todoroki

Masterlist ୨ৎ

It's Shoto's first Valentine's with you, and he's determined to get you the 'correct' gift.

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Glitter 𐔌 𐦯 : Happy Valentines !!!

Warnings :Female!Reader, reader is a GF, established relationship, slight suggestiveness, big texting section, honestly just really fluffy

W/C : ~3.2k

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Sometimes, Shoto can be a little socially inept. 

He knows this. He knows it stems from his isolated upbringing, his complicated family dynamic—though he hates how often he has to attribute parts of himself to that.  But being at UA helped, being surrounded by more ‘normal’ people (if you could say that?) was helping. He’s learning, slowly but surely, and he finds himself enjoying all these new experiences, even if he’s a little late to them.

Enter you. 

You’ve only been dating him for a few weeks, barely enough time for him to grasp the basics of being someone’s boyfriend. But he wants to get it right, especially with Valentine’s Day just three days away.

He never thought much of it before. It was just another date on the calendar, something he associated more with pink-themed store displays than anything meaningful. But now, it feels important. A chance to prove himself to you, to show that this relationship is worth your time. That he doesn’t need you to guide him through everything.

Now it’s a day where he’s supposed to do something special for you.

For the first time in a long time, Shoto Todoroki feels out of his depth. 

He has no idea where to start.

Unfortunately, none of his friends seem like they’d have good advice. The only one who crossed his mind for a second was Denki, but that idea was immediately discarded. He could already imagine the kind of advice he’d get, some overly complicated plan involving sunglasses and, for some reason, an unnecessary explosion.

Which brings him to now, Tuesday morning, staring at Natsuo’s contact.

He’s pretty sure Natsuo has a girlfriend, or at least some experience in romantic endeavors. In their limited interactions, Shoto has picked up on a few subtle signs. There were the late-night phone calls he’d catch Natsuo having in the garden, the way his older brother’s face would turn bright red when he thought no one was watching. Then there was the time he overheard Natsuo asking Fujumi for advice on gifts around Christmas—specifically romantic gifts. And, of course, there was that one unfortunate day when Shoto happened to notice a collection of what he could only describe as… love marks on Natsuo’s neck, which left him quietly questioning his brother's life choices for the rest of the week.

So, with all this information he has gathered, Shoto decides Natsuo is the best course of action. He did briefly consider asking Fujumi for advice, but something told him she’d get far too excited and blow everything out of proportion. She’d probably give him a long lecture too. He doesn’t want that. He just needs a little guidance. 

The phone rings once, and then twice, and then he’s sent to voicemail. Shoto pouts down at the screen. Before he can go to google as his second choice for help, a text comes through first. 

[9:03 AM] Natsuo: Sorry, man, I’m in class right now. What’s up?

This feels strange, asking for relationship advice. He’s not used to talking about this kind of thing, especially with his brother. After a few seconds, he types:

[9:04 AM] Shoto: I need help with Valentines day.

The reply comes quickly:

[9:06 AM] Natsuo: Valentine’s Day?

[9:08 AM] Natsuo: Wait... are you dating someone? Since when??

Oh, he forgot that he hadn’t told his family yet. He wasn’t planning on telling anyone until things felt a little more serious. But I guess asking these sort of questions made it somewhat inevitable. 

[9:10 AM] Shoto: Yeah. I have a girlfriend. We have only been dating for 3 weeks. 

[9:11 AM] Shoto: Please don’t tell anyone yet.

[9:13 AM] Natsuo: Alright, alright, I won’t say anything. I get it. 

For some reason, in this moment, Shoto feels his heart warm a little. He’s never really had the true brotherly relationship. But this feels normal for them, domestic.

[9:15 AM] Shoto: Thanks.

[9:17 AM] Natsuo: Haha! So serious! Dont sweat it lil bro!

Nevermind, Shoto scowls, he hates his big brother. 

[9:19 AM] Shoto: Can you give me advice now. 

[9:21 AM] Natsuo: Ah, right, the actual reason you texted me.

[9:21 AM] Natsuo: Hmm. Try not to overdo it, since it’s still early. 

[9:21 AM] Natsuo: Maybe try something lowkey but personal? 

[9:22 AM] Natsuo: Don’t overthink it, dude. I’m sure at this early stage the fact you are even trying to do anything will be appreciated! 

[9:23 AM] Shoto: Can you give me an example? Just so I’m sure I’m on the same page.

[9:25 AM] Natsuo: Hm… okay. Like a handwritten card? Or a picture of you both? Sum like that. 

Shoto’s mind goes blank for a second.

[9:26 AM] Shoto: That seems too simple. 

[9:26 AM] Shoto: Have you ever been in a relationship? 

[9:28 AM] Natsuo: Going to pretend that wasn’t rude! 😒

Shoto’s brow furrows.

[9:28 AM] Natsuo: But yeah, I’ve been in a few. Trust me, the simple stuff always hits.

[9:30 AM] Shoto: I’ll try it. Thanks.

[9:31 AM] Natsuo: Anytime bro! One more think tho.

[9:32 AM] Natsuo: Since you're dating now... uh,  just don’t forget to be... responsible, okay?

Shoto frowns at the screen. [9:37 AM] Shoto: Responsible?

[9:39 AM] Natsuo: You know what i mean! Haha 

[9:41 AM] Shoto: No I do not. 

Natsuo’s reply comes quickly, almost too quickly.

[9:43 AM] Natsuo: Look, I’m just saying. Protection and all that. Haha

Shoto’s eyes widen, the full realization dawning on him. His face flushes red instantly.

[9:43 AM] Shoto: I do not need this advice. Thank you. 

Natsuo doesn’t stop there.

[9:45 AM] Natsuo: Hey, I’m just trying to help. You’re my little brother!!!

Shoto stares at the screen, blinking rapidly, his face still flushed.

[9:47 AM] Shoto: I appreciate it. But I’m fine.

[9:47 AM] Shoto: Maybe speak to your sexual endeavours about this. 

[9:50 AM] Natsuo: what???!??

[9:47 AM] Shoto: To stop biting you.

[9:52 AM] Natsuo: You know what, I’m just gonna pretend you didn’t say that.

Shoto quickly types, trying to change the subject before it gets any worse.

[9:54 AM] Shoto: Anyway, thanks for the other advice. I’ll try what you suggested.

So, something personal huh? 

~ 

Which brings Shoto to Thursday afternoon, the day before Valentine’s Day.

So far, he thinks he’s managed to keep his plans for you under wraps. Maybe a little too well—because just yesterday, during one of your usual study dates, you had paused mid-note-taking, tapped your pen against your lip, and tilted your head at him.

"You’ve been too quiet lately."

He had blinked at you, unsure how to respond. I’m always quiet wouldn’t exactly work when you already knew him well enough to see through him.

It was... cute, in a way. How easily you picked up on his shifts in mood, even when he thought he was being subtle. He didn’t really know what to do with that kind of attention. But he liked it.

He just hoped you didn’t suspect anything yet.

Anyway, today for mission valentine, he is in the mall.

He ended up taking Natsuos advice somewhat, taking the time to write a detailed and heartfelt card with his feelings to you, but something was still missing. He knew to get flowers, ordering a custom bunch on Tuesday night to be delivered in time (Thank you Endeavour name drop), but despite Natsuos advice to keep it ‘lowkey’ he was on the lookout for a little more.

He’d been wandering around the mall for the last twenty minutes now, his frown growing more pronounced with time. How do I put this feeling into words? How do I show her how important she is to me? How long I’ve waited for this…

He stops in front of a tourist stand. Surely, a trip is too much…

“Shoto???”

His head snaps up at the familiar voice, crinkling the leaflet in his hand as he turns. But the flash of green quickly eases his heart.

Midoriya.

Shoto exhales, releasing tension as his friend approaches, eyes bright with curiosity.

“I thought that was you!” Midoriya says, stopping beside him. His gaze drops to the crumpled leaflet in Shoto’s hand, curiosity flickering across his face. “Uh… are you planning a trip?”

Shoto follows Midoriya’s gaze down to the brochure in his grip—some kind of couples' getaway package, complete with scenic resorts and heart-shaped chocolates. His expression remains neutral, but internally, he’s horrified.

“No.” He drops it back onto the stand like it burned him.

Midoriya blinks before smiling. “Oh! Are you here for Valentine’s Day shopping?”

Shoto doesn’t answer immediately, which is answer enough.

Midoriya’s eyes widen. “Wait… you are?! Does that mean—do you have a girlfriend?”

Shoto feels a strange mix of emotions—mild regret for being spotted, slight panic at the idea of the entire class finding out before he’s ready, and, underneath it all, a small, hesitant sense of pride. Because yes. Yes, he does.

“…Yes,” he admits at last.

Midoriya gasps, practically vibrating in place. “Shoto! That’s amazing! Who is it? How did I not realize?! I mean, I thought you were smiling at your phone more, but—”

Shoto feels his face heat up as Midoriya rattles off every small detail he had apparently noticed. The way he texted more. The way he seemed lighter. The way he—

“—just kind of smile at nothing sometimes?” Midoriya gestures vaguely.

Shoto presses his lips together. Was it really that obvious?

Midoriya suddenly gasps again, eyes practically glowing. “Wait, does that mean this is your first Valentine’s Day with her?! That’s so special, Shoto!”

Shoto exhales, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yes. That’s why I’m here.”

Midoriya’s enthusiasm doesn’t waver. “Okay, okay, no pressure! But what’s your plan? Do you need help picking something?”

Shoto hesitates. He doesn’t mind Midoriya knowing—he’s probably the safest person to tell, outside of Natsuo. But still, something about sharing this part of his life makes his throat feel tight.

“…I have a card,” he says slowly. “And flowers. But I wanted something more personal.”

Midoriya hums in thought. “Something personal… Oh! What about an experience? Like a day out or something—maybe not a whole trip though...”

Shoto pauses. His mind flickers back to a few weeks ago—how your eyes had lit up when you talked about that one artist. The way you always played their music during study dates, humming absentmindedly, completely lost in the moment. He remembers the song playing in the background as you gently traced your fingers along his face, both of you hesitating, then leaning in for a soft, tentative first kiss. The way you had giggled afterward, your smile so warm it made his chest ache.

“…I know what to get,” he says, turning on his heel.

Midoriya blinks. “Oh! Okay! Do you want me to come with—”

“No.”

Midoriya chuckles. “Alright, alright! Good luck, Shoto! And, um, if you ever wanna talk about—” He gestures vaguely, expression warm. “You know. Relationships. I’m happy to listen.”

Shoto gives him a nod—one that, after a moment, carries a little more meaning than just goodbye. 

~

Friday morning, Valentine's day. He had woken up to a good morning text from you, and motivation messages from both Natsuo and Midorya. And suddenly he was nervous in a whole different way. 

It wasn’t like him to be uncertain. But there was something about today, about this. Every time you looked his way, his chest tightened. His fingers would flex in his lap, as if he could do something with that energy.

The problem was, he couldn’t seem to get a moment alone with you. The entire class was buzzing, and as the day went on, his nerves grew. How was he supposed to give you the gift without feeling awkward? He hadn’t really thought about how it would feel to give a present to someone he cared about. What if it wasn’t enough? What if it wasn’t right?

But then, at lunch, the bell rang, and that was it. The moment he’d been waiting for. The class broke apart, but his eyes found you instantly.

He took a breath, gathered his thoughts, and stood. You hadn’t noticed yet, so he took the opportunity to walk over to where you were standing.

“Hey,” he said quietly, and when you turned to him, there was that familiar warmth in your gaze that made his heart beat a little faster.

“Hey,” you replied, the smile tugging at your lips.

“I…” He hesitated, feeling a sudden tightness in his chest. It felt strange to be so out of his element. “I have something for you.”

“Really?”, your eyes widened for just a moment, the surprise softening into something warmer.

He looked at the ground for a second, clearing his throat. “I... I wanted to give it to you, but... maybe... somewhere quieter?”

You tilted your head, sensing his nervousness, and nodded with a soft smile. "Of course, Shoto."

A few moments later, Shoto and you were perched under a bright tree, the sun out as he watched his classmates flutter around. You were looking at him expectantly, but not with judgement, a slight blush across your face. Now or never, huh?

His hand shook ever so slightly as he reached into his bag and handed you the envelope. He avoided your gaze, feeling the heat rise in his face despite himself.

You carefully opened it, scanning the card. He could feel your attention on him, the way you were taking in the words he had carefully written. His throat felt tight, but he waited, watching the way your expression softened.

“This is… really thoughtful, Shoto,” you said, your voice gentle.

He didn’t know what to say to that. It was strange to hear someone speak to him like that—like he had actually done something right. “I wasn’t sure if…” He stopped, unsure of how to finish. “I wanted to make sure it was right.”

You smiled at him again, this time the warmth more tangible. “It’s perfect,” you said, and there was something in the way you said it that made his heart calm, just a little.

Without thinking too much about it, Shoto pulled out the second part of the gift—the tickets. “There’s… one more thing.”

You looked at the tickets, then back at him, confusion flickering across your face for a split second before it was replaced by recognition.

“These are for the concert?” you asked, shock creeping onto your face.

Shoto nodded, his expression as neutral as he could make it, though he could feel the tension in his shoulders. “I remembered you mentioned wanting to go,” he said. “I thought… if you still wanted to, we could go together.”

You blinked, clearly surprised. For a moment, Shoto was afraid you might not like it—but then your smile grew wider, and it felt like the weight had finally lifted from his chest.

“Shoto, this … this is too much! You didn’t need to do all of this for me..”

“I did,” he said simply, looking at the tickets. “I wanted you to be able to go.” And, selfishly he thought, he wanted more alone time with you. As much as he could manage.

You stepped closer, your hand lightly brushing against his. “Thank you,” 

He nodded, a faint flush creeping up his neck, it had all been worth it. “I’m glad you like it.”

“I love it, Sho…” You looked away for a moment, cheeks flushing slightly, before murmuring, “But this totally overshadows mine…”

Shoto blinked, “What...?” he asked, a little surprised.

“I didn’t know we were doing big gifts, okay?” you raised your hands up, like trying to defend yourself. “So I just made you something, it’s just little and—”

His heart softened, for some reason he didn’t even consider you would also get him a gift. He stepped a little closer, catching your gaze. “I’m sure whatever you made is perfect.” His voice was gentle, reassuring. 

You hesitated for a moment before reaching into your bag and pulling out a small, neatly wrapped box. "I… hope you like it," you said, a little uncertain.

"I’m sure I will." He took the box from you carefully, his fingers brushing yours for a second as he did, looking up from the box to your gaze, making sure to keep this memory burned into his mind.

He gently opened the box, not wanting to disturb your work, before moving the tissue paper out of the way. He paused.

It was a scrapbook.

It was small, about the size of a small notebook, with the first picture of you both plastered on the front page, surrounded by little stickers. His hands trembled slightly as he held it, the weight of it making his chest feel heavier than usual.

His thumb traced over the cover, heart thudding in his chest.

“It’s not finished yet!” you sputtered, nerves bubbling up. “I’ve only filled in the first few pages, but I was thinking we could fill it in together and—” As you spoke, his fingers flicked through the first pages. There it was—your first date, the receipt from the boba store, the cinema tickets. As he flipped through, a soft, warm feeling began to bloom in his chest. It was clear now what Natsuo meant. Personal gifts, something with real meaning, were truly unbeatable.

Shoto could barely speak, eyes tracing over each little detail you’d added. 

“I…” He swallowed, a lump forming in his throat as he searched for the right words. “This... this means a lot.”

He met your gaze, his chest tightening with something more than gratitude. Everything he had felt in the last few (amazing, complicated) weeks surged to the surface. You’re mine. He had someone who took the time to do this for him, someone who cared enough to leave pages in a scrapbook just for him to fill. 

Thank you doesn’t mean enough, so he lets his body talk for itself. Even though everything was still new—still uncertain, still so fragile—he couldn’t deny how much he wanted to be close to you. It’s only been a few weeks, and nothing has been exchanged except a brief kiss or two and some light hand holding. But despite the lack of his experience burning in the back of his mind, he can’t help but lean in. 

He reached out, hand gently brushing through your hair, pulling you closer. Even as the thought nagged at the back of his mind—we're in public, no one knows yet—he couldn't bring himself to care. The happiness swelling in his chest was overpowering.

His lips meet yours, and you must feel it too, in the way this kiss is more powerful than the rest.  It was still new, still uncertain in some ways, but there was an undeniable tenderness that made Shoto feel like everything had led to this moment.

He could do this forever. He wanted to. And maybe—just maybe—he’d get to.

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i've been writing so much angst lately this was kinda hard. But enjoy loves! and happy day of love! ε(´｡•᎑•`)っ 💕

okay so imagine, its late. y/n laying up in bed abt to go to sleep and ex boyfriend touya (but like LONG TIME ex boyfriend like they broke up like a year ago or something) shoots them a drunk "u up?" text. obviously y/n is confused but touya tells them it was a dare from hawks and that he was at a party with him but little does y/n know, no one dared him and he was just sad and drunk and n thinking about them <3 okay thank yew satty i love you

woaaa hi ruerue, i love yeww <3 this shit was kinda fun to do ngl like i think ive missed writing. i feel like im back in my roots yk? good shit. good req boss. hope u like it!!

drunk n disorderly

— parings: todoroki touya x reader

— notes: mature language & a few suggestive sentences

All I want is bakugou to pull up in his Porsche to get my drunk ass from Applebees because the girls and I went a little too hard on girls night. He acts irritated when you call him, but he knew this would happen and was practically staring at his phone waiting for it to ring and to hear your ‘Hiiiii~’ when he picked up

HER MAJESTY OF SMAUS HAS RETURNED YAY Could I request this SMAU please: you promising to post pictures of them in your IG to solidify publicly that he’s your BF, but you only post cheeky and sneaky pictures like his back, his hand and stuff like that (making it hard to tell who is it) and them getting irritated or amused by it (or they just don’t give a f) 

with Kiri, Baku & Shinsou (and maybe Denks if you're generous) THANK YOU

HUZZAAAHHHHHH thank you for this silly req <3 even though its been a minute heh

soft launch // smau

kirishima, bakugou, shinsou, denki

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katsuki tag: @bitchyfestivalbouquet @kaldurahms-lover