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Hawks x Reader
☞︎ Imagine ☜︎
Imagine feeling the soft brush of his feathers against your cheek. Squirming at his shockingly cold touch. The look Keigo gives you first thing in the morning; the way his honey-coated gaze roams over your body with such sincerity and warmth.
Imagine his airy chuckle as he cracks a joke, purely to see you smile. Imagine his sarcastic quips and joking comments floating across the room for your ears, and your ears only. In a room full of people, with the two of you immersed in different conversations, Keigo only wants to make you laugh. Imagine him trying to catch your attention from across the room, watching for your reaction to a particularly snarky remark he made.
Imagine the smell of fried chicken mingled with your signature scent as you arrive home. The hot, damp air sweeping over you as you shut your apartment door closed and wander through the house. Finding KFC littered across your dining table, and your very own Japan-Fried-Chicken man soaking in your bathtub. Sighing in slight irritation as you catch sight of the puddles of water caused by the dripping droplets from his wings.
Imagine hearing his sultry voice on the television, intermingled with static and the fuzz of the microphone. And at the same time, hearing his voice loud and clear in your ear. His hot breath fanning against your hair and neck and he breaths you in. His voice sounds much better in person.
Dating Hawks.
#bnha#mha#bnha x gn!reader#mha x gn!reader#mha x reader#my writing#bnha fluff#bnha x reader#fluff#gn reader#wing hero hawks#mha hawks#keigo takami#hawks smut#takami keigo#Hawks x reader#keigo takami x reader#keigo x reader#hawks fluff#hawks x you#hawks x y/n#hawks x oc#bnha keigo#keigo headcanons#keigo smut
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Togata Mirio x Reader
☞︎ Imagine ☜︎
Imagine inhaling the faint scent of cologne as you muzzle into his shirt. Straining your hands to hold onto the fabric of his uniform as you curl into his body. Hearing his words drop from his lips like liquid gold as he smooths back your hair. Feeling the rumble of his chest as he releases a chuckle; admiring the way his large hands curve around your waist and back.
Closing your eyes as Mirio talks you to sleep… as his words and his mannerisms weave into the softest lullaby. Feeling your face heat up when he thinks you’re asleep, listening wordlessly as he begins mumbling more private things. More personal emotions. His words become more in depth… and he himself begins to loose his voice. Soft mumblings about how much he loves you. About how you make him feel.
Being held by Togata Mirio.
#mirio togata#mirio x y/n#mirio imagine#BNHA#MHA#mha x reader#mha x y/n#my writing#Imagines#boku no hero mirio
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Todoroki x Reader
☞︎ Imagine ☜︎
Feeling the warmth of the bath water envelope you. Closing your eyes and letting your stress melt away.
Making eye contact as he presses a chilly palm against your forehead. Watching him lazily as he sits on the edge of the tub, giving you a look of endearment. Leaning into his cold touch as he smooths back your hair.
Todoroki giving you the tiniest of smiles, watching you silently as you absorb in the bathtub. The two of you surrounded by [scent] smelling shampoos, enjoying the aroma of the soap and the atmosphere of the candles.
Todoroki treating you like royalty.
#Todoroki x Reader#todoroki x y/n#my writing#BNHA#MHA x Reader#mha x gn!reader#bnha x gn!reader#shoto todoroki#bnha todoroki#Fluff#Todoroki fluff#Todoroki fluff x reader
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Mirko x Reader
☞︎ Imagine ☜︎
Waking up with your back spasmimg, blinking up at the ceiling after receiving a harsh kick out of bed.
Hearing Mirko’s voice mumble a groggy apology. Grabbing her foot that dangles overhead and pulling yourself up.
Rolling into bed again, curling into her warm body. Nuzzling into her silky hair as you wait for sleep to overtake you again.
Imagine feeling her turn in the mattress to face you; the sensation of her sweet lips brushing against your cheek. Sighing in contentment as she rubs along your back, curling her fingers into the knots in your muscles. Drowsily making eye contact as she smirks at you affectionately, a warm hue rising to her cheeks.
Admiring her natural beauty as she basks in the dim light of the early morning.
Waking up with Usagiyama Rumi.
#rumi usagiyama#Mirko#mirko x reader#Rumi x Reader#BNHA Fluff#BNHA x Reader#BNHA#MHA#MHA x Reader#gn reader#mha x gn!reader#Mirko x gn!reader#bnha x gn!reader
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Rody Soul x Reader
☞︎ Imagine ☜︎
Sprawling out on the warm mattress, absorbing the sunlight that filters through the windows of the trailer. Turning towards Rody’s limp figure, holding your breath as you attempt to wake him up.
Trying to be quiet so the kids don’t wake up… shaking his shoulders while planting kisses against his neck.
Listening to his grumbles about how early it is; tenderly nuzzling into his back as he mumbles incoherent nonsense.
Tying his tie properly; dotting his cheeks with kisses that he accepts smugly; getting teased by Roro and Lala about your displays of affection.
Waking up with Rody Soul.
#Rody Soul#rody x reader#MHA#BNHA#world heroes mission#my writing#writers#Fluff#mha x gn!reader#Rody x GN!Reader#BNHA x Reader#BNHA Fluff#BNHA SFW
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Bakugo x Reader
☞︎ Imagine ☜︎
Curling into Bakugo’s side. Steadying your breathing… listening to his heartbeat. Sharing a quiet moment with him; just feeling the heat of his body meld with yours.
Feeling his rough hands curling around your hip and caressing your sides as he turns to you.
Watching as his maroon eyes stare down at you without scrutiny. Feeling his tender gaze on you as he stifles a yawn. Parting your fingers through the fibers of his hair, tracing your fingers down his tense jawline despite his obvious displeasure.
Waking up with Bakugo Katsuki.
#bnha#bakugou katsuki#bnha bakugo katsuki#bakugo#Bakugo x Reader#Bakugo fluff#Bakugo imagine#MHA GN Reader#GN Reader#bnha x gn!reader#Bakugo domestic moments
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Can we all just admire the man for a moment? 🥺 He was so cute-
Low quality shot of two high-quality friends~
And his kitty-
and the floof. Shirakumo was such a sweetie. I swear~ those three were a true golden trio. 🖤💛💙
#shirakumo oboro#Loud cloud#MHA#He is way to cute omg~#BNHA#Aesthetic#MHA Aesthetic#Shirakumo Oboro Aesthetic#Kitten#Anime#Aesthetic Shirakumo Oboro because I can#Icons
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prompts list :)
fluff/general
“how much did you drink?”
“aw, you’re so cute.”
“what did you do?”
“i asked if you were having a party. i didn’t tell you to have a party.”
“this is the opposite of what i told you to do.”
“well, it’s the thought that counts.”
“wait, no, don’t take kissing away from me.”
“okay, where are all my jumpers?”
“oh, you’ve started stealing my socks now?”
“yeah, okay, but i’m cooler.”
“you owe me a kiss.”
“how did you get in here?”
“for starters, that’s impossible.”
“how did you fail a survey?”
“yeah, well, if you weren’t so drunk maybe i would.”
“that’s not even fair.”
“you promised me a cookie!”
“did i ever tell you how beautiful your eyes are?”
“ew, that is so sappy, i might vomit.”
“i’m not playing truth or dare.”
“you’re not very intimidating.”
“i love you.”
“well the probability of that is 0, but you go ahead.”
“that was, by far, the stupidest thing you’ve ever done.”
“why don’t you take a picture? it’ll last longer.”
“maybe not.”
“why the hell is there glitter everywhere?”
“well, i’m pretty irresistible.”
“how much money would you give me to flip this table, right here, right now, in the middle of class?”
“detention? again?”
angst
“why don’t you just go?”
“no, it’s not like that.”
“if you cared about me, you wouldn’t do this.”
“it doesn’t matter anymore.”
“what’s the point?”
“fuck you.”
“you should’ve said that yesterday.”
“don’t lie to me.”
“i swear, if you say another word, i’ll leave.”
“change in mind or change in heart?”
“it’s over, it’s done, just leave it be.”
“why do you keep bringing it up?”
“we can’t go back in time, so stop trying to reverse what you said.”
“you say you’ll stop, but then you keep doing it!”
“maybe in another world.”
“why are you like this?”
“stop making empty promises!”
“what about us?”
“don’t say that.”
“i’m done. we’re done.”’
feel free to reblog :)
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Ice Cream Chills
Your eyes lifted from the sundae which your fingertips were pressed around.
“Honestly, dude, I think it’s time you stopped acting like such a- a wimp!” Kawakami hissed irritably through his fanged teeth. Frustrated heat radiated off his body, his radiant orange eyes glowering in the nicely-lit ice cream parlor.
It was Wednesday- the middle of the evening - with the setting sun highlighting the sky bright red and pinks.
You frowned, glancing between the group of boys sitting at your booth. Kawakami’s statement earned a few uncomfortable glances, but no one looked as awkward as the boy being addressed. Tamaki Amajiki.
You easily sympathized with his awkwardness, and sometimes your empathy led you to pitying him. But never felt as bad as you did now, cushioned in the corner of the plastic dinning booth, crammed between your male classmates. Your (E/C) orbs trailed around the parlor.
It wasn’t much.
Sleek white tile floors, white luminescent lights dotting the ceilings; against the left wall were several red cushioned diner booths, with old-fashioned metallic tables and stiff, straight backs. Of course there was a counter where you could not only order your desired ice cream, but also eye the delicious dessert as it slowly melted away, creamy liquid dripping down the sides of the containers, oozing into the stained serving space. The entire place smelled heavily of dairy products, chocolate, and underripe cherries.
You surveyed the room for two people. Maybe Togata Mirio… or Nejire Hado. A muscular blonde boy, with pretty blue eyes and a warm smile, and a tall girl with bell-blue eyes and long luscious periwinkle hair. The trio, Amajiki, Mirio, and Hado, make up the big three.
The three of them were more advanced than the rest of you hero-course third years. They excel above you all. Were you another of their admirers? No.
But inwardly, you had to admit, the trio could be pretty cool.
Amajiki looked up from his own bowl of ice cream, avoiding Kawakami’s judgmental glare. He seemed at loss for words; not knowing how to reply and obviously feeling the pressure of Kawakami’s words on his shoulders.
“I- try not to be but it just… I can’t-“
“You can’t what? Help it? Honestly Suneater, I’m kinda growing tired of hearing that same excuse over and over again. You’re supposed to be better than us, right?”
You let your eyes wander again, scanning anxiously for the other two members of the Big Three. Your nerves were twisting your gut, and your stomach felt empty with anxiety. You didn’t like where this was going.
Once again, Amajiki seemed to have trouble coming up with a response. He kept his mouth shut, lowering his gaze.
“Cool down, Kawakami… you can quit badgering him,“ one of the older boys, Hirano piped in. He looked half-serious with his playful pink eyes and ginger hair. Much to your dismay, Kawakami ignored this interruption.
“If you’re supposed to be better, than start… acting like it! Honestly, you’re acting like a freaking four year old! Get a grip! It’s embarrassing...”
As the only girl sitting at the booth, you began to feel even more uncomfortable. You tucked a stray strand of your (H/C) hair behind your ear, sucking in a breath.
All the guys sitting with you had their gazes locked on Amajiki’s rigid figure. Amajiki’s indigo eyes, a perfect reflection of the night sky, stared down hard at his lap.
From what you gathered… Mirio and Hado weren’t in the parlor with you guys. You could only assume they had gone to the café next door, sitting over steaming caffeinated drinks, holding the warm cups in between their cold and rosy hands.
The group lapsed in uncomfortable silence for a while. No one moved, with the exception of the occasional shake or jerk from Amajiki. You chewed the inside of your lip, your blood boiling and anger swelling.
Popping your cherry in your mouth, you pushed out of your seat, and in a not-so-lady-like fashion jumped out of your seat by climbing over your booth. No way you were sliding your arse over your classmates legs.
You stood off the the side from the table, stiff as a board. There was absolutely no reason for Kawakami to start on like that, right? You furrowed your brows in an angry, frustrated downward angle.
Stuffing your hands in your hoodie pockets, turning your shadowed face to your male classmates, you scowled.
“Not everyone is the same, Kawakami. I’d say he has a better grip on a lot of things than you do,” you said lowly, like a deep rumble of thunder emerged from your throat.
You strode past the diner, tapping Amajiki’s shoulder gently. You weren’t going to wait for him, because thinking logically it might just damage his fragile nerves even more.
You walked out of the parlor, through the wired-bell door with ease and into the chilly streets of Japan. The suburbs were lit with soft yellows and blinding white lights. You cuddled further into your soft hoodie, pulling at the collar to shield your chin from the wind. You narrowed your eyes, squeezing your hand into a fist. You dug your nails onto the palm of your hand, squeezing harder and harder until it stung too much.
At the sound of a “ding”, you whirled around to face the door of the ice cream shop. Amajiki was stooped over, his usual slouched posture. His hands were in his pockets, and he seemed to be back to his normal, pessimistic self. You inwardly frowned at his behavior, but nonetheless bore a soft smile as he sluggishly approached you.
“Thank you,” he mumbled, “Normally I don’t deal with that sort of thing… and when I do, Mirio always steps in.”
You nodded slowly, ”I just hate that I had to ‘step in’ at all,” you replied. ”Speaking of Mirio, where is he?“
Amajiki lifted his gaze, making direct eye contact with you. It was for the first time, in that fleeting moment, that you got to appreciate the way the light shone across his dark indigo eyes. Never before had you seen such eyes… like dark pools of stars.
”He and Hado went off with the rest of the class. I have no idea where they are,” Amajiki replied. He averted his gaze to the ground, and you could visibly see the flushed expression spreading onto his teenage features.
You shrugged, tentatively letting your smile broaden. “I guess we could find them together than? I might as well, uh,” your eyes scanned your foreign surroundings, “look around?”
Amajiki didn’t oppose, he merely slouched ahead. You couldn’t recall a time you felt more eager to find your classmates.
It was cold, and you struggled to keep up with Amajiki- surprisingly. He kept up a shockingly quick pace, which you were somewhat grateful for… you needed the exercise after that sundae.
The two of you didn’t talk much. You just walked. He seemed to feel very awkward about walking alongside a female other than Nejire, so I guess you felt a bit flattered.
“Manifest?” It was just a random thing you blurted out.
”Y-Yeah… it’s not the most convenient quirk.”
You looked startled, instantly correcting yourself, “No, no! I think your quirk is really… cool. It’s convenient for hero work,” you stared down at your hands.
“You have such great control of it, too. I just wish I could get a grip on myself and master my quirk the way you do.“
He peered over at you inquiringly. “You have a good grasp on your quirk just fine… you handle situations much better than I do. Just the thought of- speaking to someone so harshly, like you did…-“
You stopped hearing his footsteps echoing behind you, and you waited for him to finish his hanging sentence.
When you turned, he was stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, grabbing at his stomach. “-It makes me nauseous.” You blinked.
“Well, er, thank you?“ You smiled gently at him, striding over and patting his back awkwardly. He didn’t seem to like it, so you stopped.
”Maybe you just need someone to teach you. Like toughness lessons or something?” “Mirio and Hado have already tried. Nothing really works. The anxiety just gets to me-“
You folded your arms against the sweeping breeze. It was colder than you had anticipated. Amaniki just sat there, hunched in the middle of the sidewalk. The streets were so empty tonight, anyway, that no one seemed to care. You chewed your cheek, sneaking your way behind your classmate. He didn’t notice you, so you stopped down, bending over him with a gentle smile.
”How long are you gonna sit there?” You inquired. The dark-haired boy didn’t reply, instead lowering his gaze even more.
“Mph,” he groaned. You grinned teasingly, poking at his back.
“Come on, big guy! We gotta get back to the dorms whether you like it or not,“ you stated firmly, although there was a softer hint in your tone. Amajiki glanced up at you. His dark purple eyes glowed innocently in the dim light of the moon. He didn’t say a word, just gazed mutely into your eyes.
“I’ll carry you if I absolutely have to, but don’t make me,” you warned, stuffing your rosy hands into your pockets.
Tamaki smiled slowly at you, tentatively. But it was natural.
He stood up.
#Amajiki being awkward#Amajiki x reader#MHA#BNHA#bnha amajiki#fluff#Imagine?#Angst?#Angst#mha tamaki#tamaki amakiji#amajiki tamaki#yn
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