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I love this sm, I don’t normally love bakugo, but damn..

Hey I just found ur account and I luv ur writing!! 😍😍 I was wondering if u could write Bakugo x f reader who wants to play volleyball when they're older but is in the support class studying to be an engineer, and like they get rlly anxious and have an anxiety attack or smt that they're not gonna be able to play professionally but it's like all they want to do, sorry if this is rlly specific, pls don't feel obligated to do this, it's rlly self indulgent and specific so idm if u don't wanna write this. Hope u have a nice day! Please continue writing I love it.

Awwwww bby I’m so happy you like my work 🥺but yes I’ve gotchu 💕💕

It’s All I Want

Bakugo x fem Reader

Also u and Bakugo are dating because he wouldn’t comfort some random extra

Um idk comfort Ig 🤷‍♀️

Warnings: self depreciation, anxiety attack, cussing

You watched in awe as your favorite female volleyball player soared through the air before spiking the ball—too quick and powerful to be blocked by any players of the opposing team—and winning the final point. The glow of your phone lit up your dark room as you chose another video, not caring that it was already 3 am and you had school tomorrow. You watched again as she received balls and sent kill shots over the net. All you wanted was to be like her, to be a pro volleyball player. You joined the support class by force, courtesy of your parents, after they noticed the amazing grades you were getting and realized how much money you could make to help the family. You didn’t complain, not when your parents needed help, but sometimes you wish you did. Being a volleyball player was all you wanted, but you were too late. You can’t stop with the support course now, you can’t start training harder now, you can’t get good enough to get into schools focused on sports, and you can’t get good enough for when recuirters and scouts come to find people worthy of scholarships. Sighing deeply, your eyes watering slightly, you set your phone down and curled into your pillow, falling asleep so you could go through another day you were forced to be living.

Waking up that morning, all your thoughts from a few hours ago came rushing back. You would never be good enough to be a pro. Never be able to do what you really wanted. You moved slowly around your room, putting on your uniform. You felt drained and all you could think about was having to be an engineer. Never being able to play on the same court as any of your favorite volleyball players. You would forever be stuck just watching, your skills going to waste. Finished with putting on your uniform, you walked towards the common room, going to breakfast, though you weren’t up for much of an appetite. You sit down next to Hatsume, placing your bag in your lap and clutching it tightly, while staring at your plate. You move the food around but never eat, nodding thoughtlessly as Hatsume talks about “baby 229”. When everyone finally finsished, except you, you all walk in a group to homeroom. You perked up slightly when you saw your boyfriend, Bakugo Katsuki, waiting next to the door for you.

“Oi, dumbass, what’s up with you?” Katsuki barked out, seeing you walking behind the others instead of making stupid jokes with your classmates like usual.

“Nothing Suki. I’m fine.” You say giving a soft smile, your arms itch to hug him, looking for comfort. But you would never force him to do that with his uncomfort towards pda.

He looks back at you with concern, masked by a glare before muttering a small ‘I love you, don’t be stupid’ and walking off to class.

You go back to class, feeling slightly better after seeing Katsuki, and listen to Power Loader drone on about upcoming events and assignments. When it’s finally time to go to the lab, the stressful, pained feeling you had before comes back again. You look at the parts around you and nothing comes to mind. No invention or idea. But the self-pity comes back, taking over your thoughts instead. Here you are, doing something you don’t even like. But it doesn’t matter, not like you have enough skill to be a professional volleyball player anyways. And these thoughts make you feel even worse. You’re supposed to be doing this for your family. You were in this course for your family, and all you wanted was to leave. You’re selfish, only thinking about what you want. Your mind was contradicting itself, making the self-hatred you were feeling even worse. Tears were slightly welling in your eyes again, but you work through them, opting on tinkering with an older invention. Your brain is too distracted to work on anything new. Everyone around you grew weary at your lack of jokes that only you find funny, and how you haven’t ran to Hatsume once to show her something you were working on. You were a good student, building amazing things, and being one of the few people who could actually work with Bakugo, that being the way you met. But today you were clearly out of it.

The minute class ended, you sped off to your dorm, not waiting for Katsuki like usual. Sitting on your bed, your hands were shaking. Each minute you were forced to work on inventions, the melancholy thoughts became worse. You looked at the poster on your wall, the person you aspired to be the most hanging there, spiking a ball over the net. And then you broke down, the stress of your thoughts building up. Tears streamed down your face, and you felt terrible for crying over something so stupid. But you couldn’t stop. All you wanted since you were a little girl was to soar on a court. You were starting to shake, your hands trembling and your body rocking back and forth. You were going to be stuck being an engineer. Being forced to stay here and build things just to support your parents with money. You could have supported your parents by professionally playing volleyball, but it was too late. You would never be good enough. Not for yourself, or your family. Your breath started to get caught in your throat as you began sobbing, your breathing becoming shallower and shallower. You couldn’t breathe. Everything was suffocating you. Your sobs got louder as you tried to gasp for air, but no breath got through, causing your tears to speed up. The trembling moved from just your hands to your entire body; your shaking becoming worse. You didn’t know what to do, the attack was taking over.

But then you heard loud knocks on your door.

“Dumbass, let me in.” You couldn’t respond through your attack, but you opened your mouth letting out a whining sob. “Shitty woman, are you ok?” Katsuki says now, his voice filled with concern.

“I’m coming in.” You heard Bakugo yell, before your door was kicked open.

Katsuki took in your shaking body and the fear that was displayed over your features and rushed over to you. His hands hesitantly went to touch you, but you jerked away at his touch. Your lack of breath caused your hands to begin to travel towards your throat and your body was beginning to shake more violently. Katsuki was frozen, scared to touch you again, but the way your hands were beginning to claw at your throat—trying to get in breath—urged him to grab your hands. You tried desperately to pull away, but he holds your shaking hands in his tight grip. Then small whispers begin to fall from his lips.

“Y/N, shh calm down. I’m here.” His whispers were shaky, his fear for you growing.

“Focus on my voice. Come on,” he takes your hands and presses them to his chest. “follow my breathing. Just breathe.”

You continue to listen to his soft whispers and your breathing slows down, becoming less erratic. Your violent shaking toned down, as you were now only rocking back and forth. Though your tears didn’t relent, still coming out as painful sobs.

“I’m here. Y/N, baby, I’m here for you.”

You finally took in normal breaths and Bakugo noticed, hesitantly placing his hand on your shoulder, gaging whether or not he could touch you yet, but the way you leaned into his arm caused him to pull you close to his body. His hands rubbed circles on your back, and your sobs finally began to slow into small sniffles. When you finally stopped shaking completely and your sniffles only happened every few minutes, did he begin talking.

“Oi, Y/N, what’s wrong?” Katsuki whispered out, still using a soft voice, sounding so different from his usual brash self.

You didn’t respond, deciding to just nuzzle your face into his chest.

“Dumbass, don’t rub your snot into my chest. Y/N, what’s wrong.” He said, his voice still soft. You took your face off his chest to look into his eyes, that shown with concern at your current state.

“I just, I’m sorry.” He made an annoyed noise at your unnecessary apology. “I’m just, not good enough. All I’ve wanted was to be a volleyball player but I’m here and I feel like a failure for not being happy, I mean, I go to U.A, but I just wish I got to do what I want.” Your voice was choking up, but now that you started you couldn’t stop. “I’m never going to be able to play volleyball. And I, I used to be like good, but now I haven’t played in like a year, because of school and I just want to. It’s all I want. But my parents need me to do this. It’s all they want from me. And I’m such a failure. I can’t do this, and I can’t be a volleyball player. Even if I tried, where would I go for it. It’s not like I can practice to be good enough to be a pro if I go here. It’s all too much. And, I’m so sorry, I should be happy to be here. With you. I shouldn’t be crying over something so dumb.” Your tears are back and you’re choking on your words.

Katsuki didn’t respond as you finished. His eyes were wide with an emotion you couldn’t identify. Your heart started to race and you refused to meet his gaze. What if he wanted to leave you because you didn’t want to go here? What if your dissatisfaction with being at U.A made him mad? It was such an esteemed school and you were just taking advantage of it. Katsuki let out a sigh and put his hands on the sides of your face, guiding your eyes to his.

“Y/N, I love you and if you want to be a fucking pro volleyball player then you fucking should. It’s your damn life. And if you don’t want to be a badass engineer then be a badass volleyball player. We can make it work if you leave U.A.” His voice starts off soft, but quickly reverts back to his usual rough voice in an attempt to show his support.

You let out a smile in response to his words, though small tears still fell from your eyes. But your smile turned to a little frown as you thought about how impossible it was that your parents would let you go to one of the sports academies nearby. But even if they did, you weren’t good enough to get in. Not anymore.

“Katsu, my parents won’t ever let me and even if they do, I’m not good enough to get into schools that focus on sports, I mean I’m in the support course. I never practice anymore either, I’m too busy.” You say sadly, but flash him a small smile to say thanks for trying.

“Shut the fuck up dumbass, you won’t know unless you try. You’re not a failure until you give up shitty woman. And I, Bakugo Katsuki, would never date a shitty ass failure. Besides you’re great, I’ve seen you play at the beach and shit.” He barks out, blushing when he brings up you playing.

You pause, thinking over his words, before a growing smile appears on your face. “I guess you’re right.” You say while a big grin settles on your face. “Thanks Suki, I love you.” You say softly.

“I always am.” Katsuki yells back, a prideful smirk covering his face. “And I love you too, Dumbass.” He says before placing a small peck onto your forehead.

You smile widely before nuzzling back into his chest, his arms wrapping around your back. You were going to try. You were going to try your hardest to soar through a court. To be the volleyball player you wanted to be. You knew you could be. And it was all because of Katsuki.

A/N: I’m so so so so sorry if this isn’t what you were looking for and I hope you like it 🥺💕

I think the end isn’t that good so sorry if you don’t like it 👊🏼😔

Glasses

If Bakugo got glasses-

.they would fog up all the time from his sweat and he would get pissed that he couldn't see .he can’t call iida four eyes anymore .there have been multiple occasions where he has broken his glasses while training .Katsuki gets sports glasses with the band to secure to the back of his head because his ordinary ones always slide off of his face .After Katsuki got glasses, Midoriya coincidentally got glasses as well .Poor Izuku, his glasses were smacked of his face every moment Bakugo could find him alone      Midoriya was hit in the back of the head, again. His glasses had flunged off his face. Sure his head hurt but his glasses broke for the fourth time this month.. It’s only been two weeks into the month. Glasses were expensive, yet every time he had to keep buying new ones. Why did Katsuki do this? **bAp oN thE hEad** “OW KACCHAN” Midoriya flinched, and rubbed the back of his head “heh” Katsuki once again fled there’s no point to it poor Midoriya, always tormented by the one he looked up to

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Bakugo Headcanons

I’ll be using my own hashtag so it’s easier to find things. Warning: Cussing . Katsuki would never back down on a challenge . It was a Saturday and the both of you planned to create different desserts . You wanted brownies and Katsuki wanted homemade ice cream drizzled in caramel . The problem was, you both only had enough milk for one dessert . None of you could pick which treat to create and you desperately didn’t want to go outside shopping . “I’M NOT DOING THAT SHI-” Katsuki roared at the milk . “WELL ME EITHER BAKUHOE” you turn your head laughing . He lets out a low grunt and turns his head away from the milk . “There’s only one way to settle this, you hold on to Katsuki’s cheeks” . “Which is?” Bakugo raises a eyebrow in curiousity, he didn’t pull away from your hands yet . “Cooking competition!” you smile .... . “fine” his body slumps . You grab your phone and set a timer for one hour . “What do you even wanna bake?” . You change your app to google and search up ‘ratatoullie recipe’ . “How about, Ratatouille!” you show Bakugo your screen . The colorful dish consists of veggies cut up and layered . Katsuki immediately runs over to the fridge to grab the tomatoes . “W-We haven’t even started!” you run over to the fridge as well to grab the zucchini . “Too bad” Katsuki muttered focusing on cutting the red fruit/veggie? with precision  . You slice up the zucchini, focusing on not slicing your fingers off, you didn’t pay attention to your surroundings . When you finished cutting you look over to see what your opponent was up to . He was creating his tomato sauce for the bottom of the dish.. . You needed to catch up *hah ketchup* . You grabbed the eggplant to cut up . While cutting the fruit you look over to Bakugo  . He feels you staring at him so he stares back . You keep your eyes on him as you quickly cut the eggplant . “O-OI!” Bakugo has that all too familiar blush on his ears . He looks back to his sauce and pretends that never happened . You smirk, knowing what you do to this guy . You didn’t win the competition, but you did win some good food . Your dish had too much sauce . The both of you ate your dinner together while watching Netflix on the couch . Worth it

Obssesive Prince

!Prince Shoto Todoroki x y/n

drabble

a/n: OoO he's definently obssesive

Maid Luna: "Mrs. Todoroki?"

You continue to read your indulging story

"Mrs. Todoroki?" Luna tried again

"Answer f/n" Shoto peers up from his own book, whilst standing up

"That's not my na-" Todoroki holds onto your throat

"Answer your name, out of respect."

hii can we have a part two to “do you even love me please” where reader possibly finally leaves bakugo and he realised he took them for granted !!

Of course! Some cussing and sentimental Bakugo  Bakugo makes sure to slam his door with a bang. The entire house shook under the impact. Gosh you cried for hours and hours. You couldn’t take this anymore. You thought this guy.. you thought he was actually a good person. You planned to spend your entire life with him, you planned to devote everything. Now you were as miserable as ever. You think back to how you ended up in this situation, back in high school. You were the hot shot, everyone wanted to have a life with you. You’ve got the wits, the looks, and the personality. All knew having a life with you would hold plenty of money and success. You lay back in your bed under the heavy blankets sobbing. The memories came back as waves, your hot tears gliding down your cheek. It’s been years, years wasted. From the elementary to middle to high school, all the way to college Bakugo and you stuck together as buddies. You rethink back when the two of you had some friendly competitions, those were the days. It’s going to be hard to let go, still. You look over to your duffel bag, you slowly get up from your blankets. Grabbing all the clothing and belongings you had, you quickly zipped up your silver luggage, snatched your phone and opened the door. Enough. You went through enough. That, “I do” wasn’t going to last. You run to the front door with panic before Katsuki could yell and torment you even more. You reach the door, quickly opening the border, the border to freedom. You unlock your phone using Face ID. Texting your friend a text about staying over for a sleepover you look back one more time to the house. Katsuki looks back. You look down quickly, “goodbye Bakugo” You can’t look Katsuki in the eye, you grip the handle of your carrier tighter and walk out the door. “wait”, a hand lightly grips your wrist, not enough to force you to stay but not enough to just walk away from. Looking up to see .. regret? “I’m sorry f/n, I shouldn’t have treated you like this”. “get off of me.” you feel the tears coming again. in your mind a thousand thoughts surround your crying self, in the dark, sobbing into your hand. Bakugo always was mad whenever you were too loud. You rethink again, I’m right at the gate, I can walk right out. “I know you want to leave but listen to me for one damn minute.” He looks you in the eyes. “ I chose to marry you, I chose to exclude you from my life after. I’m a fucking idiot, I’m sorry. You can leave now, find someone else, I never gave you anything. You gave me everything. Love is a two way thing and I never returned the favour. I became so obsessed with being number one.” He looks at you with those puppy eyes. You see the young face of Bakugo. The one you fell in love with. You relax your shoulders, you feel that familiar hot droplet of water roll down your cheek, gosh.. not again. Katsuki opens his arms to give you a hug, now it’s your choice to accept it.  You loved this man You let go of your death grip on your luggage and jump into his embrace. “Do you love me Katsuki?” “More than anything in the world.” 

Do you even love me?

drabble I was writing a cooking bakugo headcanons in minimised screen and then I enlarged it and lost all my progress  this is toxic bakugo cause I'm kinda mad rn Warning: abusive relationship *not physical* and cussing normally I don’t cuss because it’s not my forte but let’s see how it works out He never really brought you home flowers, chocolates, or affection, it was always the same grunt and leave to the showers. Katsuki didn’t bother to pay attention to you, he simply just continues with his daily ritual. You knew he had to work his hardest to become top pro hero. While you stayed home all day cooking, cleaning, and watching tv, Bakugo went out to fight villians, for justice. When he comes back home all bruised it’s your responsibility to supply food and care for him. But he dosen’t take it. He brushes you off as if you were some pesky fly. You didn’t feel appreciated, after hours upon hours of work making sure his house is tidy and comfortable when he comes back, and nothing. If you try to kiss him on the cheek, he’ll simply ignore you, if you kiss him on the lips, he’ll push you off because you were blocking his view on the news. The sad thing is.. he dosen’t even try to input anything in your relationship. When sleeping he sleeps in a separate room. Bakugo does pay for rent though. When eating he doesn’t dare to look at you. He’s cold and distant, the opposite of when he was younger. Why did you marry him? You couldn’t care less about the money.. he dosent even give you anything. You loved him for him, not his power. Where was the boy you fell in love with in elementary. Where is the boy who always made sure you were healthy and happy? Katsuki walks up to your door and gives it a harsh knock he hits the door three times “come in” you look away from your book over to your husband “I need Neosporin” he looks over to your bookshelf filled to the fullest with books, some books even spill onto the floor “It’s in the second top drawer” you point over to a white dresser You look back to your book But he stands there, not moving a muscle You look up to see him staring at you “Katsuki?.” “WELL?, GO GET IT” he looks down on you like a servant A pro hero can’t walk over to go grab some medicine? “Why can’t you just get it?” “I WORK DAY AND NIGHT AND ALL YOU DO IS SIT YOUR LAZY ASS AROUND, I SAID GO GET IT.” you look at him with teary eyes the thin layer of water shine on your eyes you don’t see him anymore.. “WHAT THE HELL KATSUKI” “FINE I’LL GET IT MYSELF” he grunts and stomps over to your dresser to grab the pain relief. As he walks to back to the door, he adds one more snarky comment. “Clean your room it’s a mess”

Dress Up

277 words this was requested by my friend, I don't even know ban’s personality but I tried. Ban x y/n Y/n puts Ban in a dress ''I LOOK SO HOT HAHA'' that was Ban's reaction to you giving him a dress At first he looked at it like 'What am I supposed to with this?!' Somehow you had found a dress that fit the 6'11 man (HOW) He gave you a small smile before, handing you a dress too ''Care to join me?'' he asks Taking the dress from his hand you went to the next dressing room to change Now able to see the dress closer, it was simple yet cute It had ruffles on the skirt and sleeves Quickly changing into the dress you came out into the open ''He-woooahh'' as Ban gushed over you You push against his shoulder gently ''We're never going to see the puppies if you stay there gawking'' you complain Ban opens the door to leave after paying for you(sadly took off the dress) wow, what a gentleman If anyone even stared at you,he would give them the death stare He only wants your attention On the way to the adoption center a group of teen boys let a low whistle as you walked by Ban was ready to unleash everything- until you stopped him ''just ignore it, don't waste a breath on them'' ''But, they could hit on you when I'm gone'' THE PUPPIES WERE SO CUTE there were puppies who needed help, like blind,deaf, or abused ones they were so sweet and gentle Ban wanted to take them all And just give them a happy life The next thing you want to put him in are high heels (LET'S SEE HOW THAT ONE GOES HAHA)

Rules

WARNING : Yandere,blood mentions,kidnapped. Words:1164 ''Rules'' Deku x Reader Ever since you were kidnapped you were acting surprisingly calm. It surprised Deku because he studied your personality, and what you feared. He loved you, and had to get rid of anything in his way. Everything in his way, including every boy you told your friends about. Including Bakugo and Todoroki of course, making sure to give Katsuki a merciless death. A slow painful death, without you watching of course. How would you ever love him? How could you ever love him? If there is a will there is a way. And Deku had one of the strongest wills out there. He will make you his. No matter what it takes. There were some rules set in place for discipline. Rule 1. No talking back ''Stay still!'' Izuku bounds your arms together with rope. It was meant to be a walk outside alone but somehow sweet little Midoriya found you. Before you could even scream for help for a hero you had a cloth placed in your mouth. Ironically, you were being tied by a ''soon to be hero''. ''Don't yell.'' he whispers. Why would he do this? For the money? For what? ''GET OFF OF ME!'' your eyelids felt heavy, until it was pitch black. Rule 2. No fighting back There was only one time you tried to fight back. It had been four days ever since you were kinapped. You had enough of it, dressed up in whatever Deku desired. One day you awoke with a strong urge to go back home or at least get out of this miserable place. Sure Midoriya treated you well with care and love, but you didn't love him. Did you? He tried his best, he would help cook and clean, buy anything you wish. Your dream room was set up in Izuku's secret base. Nobody suspected Izuku, it was well hidden. Why would a hero of all people kidnap a girl his age? Getting out of bed you dressed in the clothes that was set up for you in the closet. That was the only area with no cameras because Deku respects. The outfit contained a dark green skirt along with a simple white shirt. After changing you go back to your own room and watch Deku slide in. ''Good morning sunshine!'' His cheery smile could light up worlds, but nobody could see the well made mask he was wearing. ''Morning.'' you say with a groggy voice. ''There's breakfast on the table, go eat some'' ''thanks.'' you wanted to keep minimal conversation. You were pissed, Deku was a good friend but you barely chatted with him. This is his way to get closer to you apparently. While heading down to eat breakfast, Izuuku followed you. ''Would you like me to eat with you y/n?'' ''no'' it was simple response but he joined you anyways. He ate quickly to go work early. Getting up from his chair he gripped your shoulder. He tried to move your face to look at him with a forceful but not rough grip. You slap his hand away. That was a big mistake. Rule 3. No escaping After fighting and talking back you realized you were done with dressing up and being Deku's little toy. You were going to escape with Bakugo. You sent Bakugo a message from Deku's stolen phone. You had to no contact with the outside world. You were playing video games with Deku. Luckily Izuku dosen't check Katsuki's messages. Once Midoriya went to the bathroom you held the phone up to your face. The passcode was your birthday. Opeming it you see Katsuki had messaged you back. You read 'I'm coming, don't make it obvious.' You regained the little hope you were losing. You were actually going to be saved. You quickly turned off the phone and put it back to its original spot once you heard the toilet flush. ''Round eight?'' Deku smiles. ''Yup!'' you smile back. Izu looks surprised, you've never smiled back before. You were always so miserable. After playing a few more rounds of Mario Kart, you felt sleepy. ''Good night Izu kun.'' ''Good night f/n'' You walk over to your bed and fall asleep. You wake up to see pictures of a dead Bakugo. They're scattered all around the floor. Blood,blood, and blood. He looks in pain. ''Almost like a puppy huh?'' Deku looks at you. There's a mischevious glint in his eyes. There's something so off. ''I've gotten rid of Katsuki a while ago.'' ''Don't think I would know sweetheart.'' Don't ever try that again stupid. He had Kacchans phone. Deku has caculated every possible way for you to get out. That's why there are triple doors with codes, and the windows have a black covering. Nobody can see in however people inside can see out. You cried so hard that night. You felt so down after the failed escape. Rule 4. Listen to what I say You had to listen to Midoriya. It was a forced relationship. He never wanted to hurt you, but you were a tough cookie. So he hurt you emotionally, slowly. He had all the time. Day by day, bit by bit. You were getting used to him. Almost as if it was.. normal. If he said the two of you would study, you guys would study. If he said play videogames or dress up, that's exactly what you two would do. If he wanted hugs, you gave him them. ''I DON'T WANT TO DRESS UP YOU CREEP'' ''I wouldn't use that tone if I were you l/n'' he warned. ''WELL YOU AREN'T ME'' you retorted starting to run. He caught you by the arm and forced you into his chest. You were muffled, and once he was sure he began. ''You are going to listen to me, no matter what, no matter who tells you not to, you.will.listen.to.me. I can bend you to my will.'' Not  single word came from your mouth as you went into the closet to change. Rule 5. Don't make me jealous Pretty straight forward. Talk about someone you know that may even look at you wrong is dead. Just their address is found. Next thing you know, they disappear. ''BAKUGO WOULD HAVE TREATED ME BETTER'' you flinch as Deku raises his hand. No, he silenced you; it was an unspoken rule. ''He didn't love you as much as I did.'' ''I give you everything, love,food,clothes,shelter, and entertainment.'' ''THIS IS NO WAY TO TREAT ME'' you covered you face with hands for impact. Izuku's hands were raised while you trembled on the floor, trying not to get hurt. No, no impact came. He could never do that. That would be something he would not forgive himself for. That's not what he would be proud of. The guilt would be too much. Midoriya looks down at you on the floor. ''Take a shower, let's go watch a movie.'' Broccoli swept out the room.

Deku relationship head canons

if you wanna skip to the relationship head canons they are in bold near the middle .the only reason you met him was to ask about his hero name .why did it mean useless? .isn’t that what the opposite of what people perceive a hero .that wasn’t the only reason you wanted to approach him .he was one of the simple looking classmates who didn’t seem cocky nor tall .but something he had stood out from the others .after observing him for a week you notice he has a quirk that breaks all his bones .he looks to be destroying himself .you also notice how he writes down so many notes  .he has the notebook somehow everywhere nowadays .you wonder if he has written about anything interesting or pervish so you decide to go up to him to see “Hey Midoriya” you greet him with a wave “o-oh hello l/n” he turns from his notebook to look at you “watcha writing?” you ask him with a curious tilt of the head “I’m investigating the different quirks of pro heroes like Mr Aizawa and writing my findings inside my book”.. “wanna have a look?” “yes please!” you see all his notes-  woah that's- that's a lot of writing .skimming a few pages you learn things you didn’t even know about the dear pro heroes .such as side affects when using the quirk . the diameter a quirk can reach . and different power moves that are possible “this is incredible Midoriya!” you applaud him “thank you” he looks down with a bright smile *internally screaming inside* .the two of you sat together for lunch, no words spoken about the arrangement .it just happened .the two of you started dating when Izuku finally got the guts to confess . probably from bakugo watching afar getting mad because he knew y'all like eachother .so Izuku got a scream from kacchan to leave a little letter in your dorm .NOW THE RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS . Izuku carries everything for you when you two go shopping .he always asks if you wanna drive first before grabbing the keys .if you didn’t want to drive he would steer the car even if he were really tired .he’s both big and little spoon .he loves to pounce on you .when your just laying on a bed or sofa he would gladly hop on you and catch you like you were a prey .it usually surprises you because he’s a sneaky boi .once you catch on to his footsteps coming you sneak under the bed/sofa .he looks around for you  .and then you jump onto his leg .gosh he screams like a girl 

relationship head canons shoto todoroki

shoto todoroki headcanons I haven't posted yesterday so here you go shoto x reader .before warming up to you shoto never initiated any physical affection .he was too scared that he would hurt you or make you mad .he didn't want any negative affects on your relationship .one time in a brawling match you were partnered up with him and he didn’t strike at you .he just stood there, it was as if he were holding up a white flag or surrender

.but he did care for you when you were injured by some other classmate’s quirk .he’s run up to you with a full on med kit and ambulance even if it were a tiny cut on the cheek .the first time you brought todoroki into your dorm he couldn't look you in the eye .now he cleans your room it’s like your “personal maid” you would joke around and he would simply roll his eyes and smile .you even considered buying him a maid dress (he wasn’t against the idea just stunned) .I should probably talk about when you guys first kissed .oh god .he fell on you .he was a bit drowsy from hero practice that day, you as well .he could barely keep his eyes open while stumbling over to the showers .his mind was blank and his head felt like a ton was dropped on it

.his neck craned with pain and his hair was all disheveled .while “walking” over to the showers he walked right into you .you looked up and met your lips onto his (this sounds like gacha) .it was a quick accidental kiss .no harm was meant .after the contact both of you backed up and just stared into each others eyes .his dreamy eyes were going to be the death of you . “apologies l/n” he stands up quickly and bows with his eyes squeezed shut and mouth in a straight line .you stood up and looked at his figure .why was he apologising? .you lightly guided his chin to your face with your hand .”no need, please call me f/n. that was my fault” . you looked over to his face and saw your own reflection in his light eyes .his lips quivering he gripped your hand and gave it a gentle kiss . “alright, then you may call me shoto, see you f/n.” .and just like that .he went off . you walk back to the shower and couldn't stop thinking about that moment .the thoughts when all the way through the night . you feel asleep thinking about it

.the next morning .during class

.during training .and during the entire next week .you were lucky to have a moment without shoto in your mind .after the incident he invited you over for some soba while snatching your number .the both of you talked about cats .he’s actually a really funny guy .he never interrupts you .he always makes sure to ask you questions to keep the conversations flowing too .please give him a lot of forehead kisses

I have no title for this

I have been just messing around and decided to write a bit of this in my notes. it has nothing anime themed. read if you want, I just did this for fun. its about a robot giving up, after they wake up to a sabotage game. love is complicated. Chapter 1 Start Over        My boyfriend is so idiotic. He really thought his little secret would stay forever. I gave him everything, love, presents, attention, money, and I lost him. He’s gone. He left me, just for that other girl.         You have no idea how much it hurts.       I’m all alone now, he took my only friend with him. I have nobody to support me. I was fired from my job, the only way I could get income. Just this notebook and the road.        I can’t go to college and achieve my dream of being a doctor. It’s so cold, I need to restart. Erase everything. Start a new life, get a new job. I may be a robot but I still have feelings.This is the worst. Feelings are the worst punishment placed down on people.       I wish I were never born, I wish nobody tried to create me.       He only loved me for the money, I knew loving somebody real would take a bad toll on me.         I wonder if being a human is better or worse than being a robot. At least as a person I can make actual friends. I’m treated like a horse, I get no break. I need sleep.          The snow falls gracefully against the cold slates of concrete.The blankets do no good against the freezing temperature. I give up. I reach over to the right of my neck and gently circle my power off button. It’s engraved into me, I can’t change it.         Will I be happier? I click the button for the first time ever in my years on Earth. Being treated differently is worse than you would expect, it’s not only mentally but physically just because of my origin. Flashbacks of my boyfriend come into my sight. He laughs when I trip over the crack on a sidewalk.My best friend grabs my arm before I can reach the ground. I see, the lab where I was created. Inside, is my professor who made my skin, bone, heart, and feelings. He never was mean to me until I resented him and refused orders.         I lose my smell, and my nose starts to burn like hot water was being poured down my nostrils.The boiling feelings goes all the way down to my throat and heart. Now it spreads through my whole body. My eyesight turning pitch black.

One Stroke Away

part two thanks for helping me write this @itz-aamyy uh there is cussing so there’s that. You walk past the frames to the announcement billboard. Pinned to the top with a shiny, bright blue pin was a poster for an art competition. All students from your school had one month to create a painting consisting a body with ACTUAL proportions, only using our primary colors. The body must have stretch marks and rolls to prove that all bodies are beautiful. The top three winners received the usual trophy, and the person in first place receives $50 and of course, the fame. Judges from all over the world came over to judge this art with high expectations due to your school’s good reputation in the art community. That dumb asshole went up to you and gave you a very cocky smirk.”What? Don’t tell me you want to go in the-” You silenced him by simply covering his mouth with your hand. Once you let go of his shut mouth he paused for a moment. “Whatever, it’s not like you have any way to improve.” He walked out of the room without another word. You looked back to the displayed paintings on the wall. Looking at the painting in the middle you inspected it carefully. The colors were made up of yellow, purple, red, orange, and green. There was a woman shown in these bright colors, stretching. You wish you knew how to get the proportions like that. Looking over to the corner of the painting you see Katsuki Bakugo. Well, what do you know? Great. After school Katsuki was approached by the art teacher. “Bakugo” he called after him. Katsuki turned around to face the dead face of Mr. Aizawa. “Yes sir?” he asks afraid he did something wrong. “F/n requires extra training and I believe you are the best person to do it. This gives you extra credit” “Wha-” The teacher was out the door without a second of hesitation.

Stalk the Stalker

a/n: this was requested by my friend @itz-aamyy

This takes place in Yandere Simulator

The sakura tree myth, if someone confesses their love to their crush under the tree on a friday

The two of them will have a love life forever

Bakugo was NOT going to express his feelings to his love

He had to concentrate on his studies

Not some stupid lover

But he did it anyways

He believef his chances would be higher due to the myth

Normally, Bakugo doesn't believe in dumb myths but his mom convinced him nontheless

She believed in him

That's all he needed

With his mother's support he created a plan

Friday after school,he was going to leave a note in his crush's locker to come to the sakura tree

It was the old school way

The bell rung, Bakugo snatched his backpack, and ran outside

''What's he doing?'' Mina asks Kiri

''He's going to confess to his love~'' Kiri sings

YOUR POV

I went over to my locker to collect my reading books for my last class

As I open the locker

a red piece of paper falls out onto the ground

I bend down to pick it up

Turning it around I see the envelope is closed with a heart sticker

My name is on it, very neat handwriting imprinted on the page

inside I find, Dear y/n 

'Please meet me by the sakura tree'

from anonymous

I don't care who it is

Unless it was senpai

Bakugo Katsuki , 5'7, soft blonde hair, and ruby eyes

he seemed so mean

but I know he had a soft spot for people he was close to

That was my goal

To be his

and him to be mine

I adopted some sort of schedule

everyday after school I would stalk him until he got to his house

he almost caught me once or twice due to a twig or dog

To even get to know his family more I transformed as him and it helped that I knew everything about him

he liked spicy foods and mounain climbing

he had a childhood enemy, deku 

I even knew who had a crush on him

at one point I suspected he liked them back

but there's no need to worry

that problem is taken cared of

After thinking really hard about what I was going to do after class

I decided to go because, there's no harm.. right?

Even if it wasn't senpai I could just kindly reject them

After my reading class, I walk over to the door of class 2-1

That was the last class of the day

The 3:30 dismissal

Finally! I speed walk over outside

There I see bakugo?..

senpai

standing right there

at the sakura tree

3 RD PERSON

you felt so giddy

you wanted to skip over there

then you felt doubt

what if he's there for someone else

and the person who left the note in your locker

was just pranking you

to make you feel sad

no.

senpai will love you

you will make him love you

whatever it takes

if it takes killing

you'll do it with a smile

and a laugh

Running up to the sakura tree, Bakugo turns around to face you

You look at him expectantly

he stares into yoir eyes and sees himself

''go out with me'' he says with no hesitation

wow bold-

''of course'' trying to keep your laugh in because of the blush growing on the tips of his ears

bakugo has never blushed before around a person because they made him feel so giddy inside

he was always the 'confident one who didnt need a"lover to distract him''

the two of you went into conversation while walking home

you said the wrong address so you two could walk even more

He was taking you to your house being the gentle men he is

The two of you apparently had a lot of things in common

Halfway there you realized something

he was taking yoi to your actual house

..you never told bakugo where you actually lived

he knows you stalk him and he lets you, its his way of knowing your safe,since you follow him around like a lost puppy.

You pause for a second to intake this information

Big arms wrap around you from the back

Bakugo whispers ''i know you're smart, put one and one together''

''now let's go home'' grabbing your hand hard enough so you wouldnt run away

My Electric Spark

If Denki got a dog .Now that the dorms allowed pets, half of the class was hyped to get a cuddly friend . Kirishima and Bakugo had already gotten pets . Even TODOROKI got a pet cat .Denki felt really left out, so he threw on his jacket and ran out the door to his car  .Kirishima volunteered to go with denki to go find a dog or a cat .Kaminari didn’t really know what pet he wanted .Denki got his shades on and drove the rock and himself to the animal shelter .Upon arriving, the smell of animals overwhelmed the area with cages ."good thing they have ventilation" kiri poked Kaminari in the ribs with his elbow  .Kaminari went over to the dog section .His golden eyes quickly glanced at all the small doggos .Of course, they were adorable, but not really Denki's type of pet .There was a Pomeranian in the section of small dogs that looked like Katsuki .After joking about it both boys were glad Katsuki wasn’t with them at that moment "Hey pikachu he's your type!" kiri grinned while pointing to a dog . The dog's name, Sparky, had his tongue sticking out and a big goofy smile plastered on his face ."perfect" denki muttered squatting down to the dog's level >*it was a golden retriever* .A big dog with an electrifying name . The adoption fee of $80 was paid along with a bunch of treats, toys ,food, and plenty more necessities .Ever since denki pat sparky, the retriever glued to his leg .Never letting go, of his owner