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How I feel after spoiling the show I’m watching because I couldn’t wait to read fanfics

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꒰.ྀི১ random texts with boyfriend!gojo ໒꒱ིྀ pt2

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚. Satoru gojo x reader 𓉸ྀི

Tw: Kind of mean reader, suggestive jokesᛝ

༊࿐ ͎. ｡˚ ° ⊹ ˚.

[ang-lbaby]

꒰.ྀི১ random texts with boyfriend!gojo ໒꒱ིྀ pt1

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚. Satoru gojo x reader 𓉸ྀི

Tw: Kind of mean reader ᛝ

༊࿐ ͎. ｡˚ ° ⊹ ˚.

[ang-lbaby]

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ Denki Kaminari x reader 𓉸ྀི

༊࿐ ͎. ｡˚ ° ⊹ ˚.

(Not proofread!! Sorry for mistakes)

y/n sat cross-legged in the dorms common room floor, a small pile of notes scattered around her. how she hated studying, but midterms was coming up and aizawa wouldnt get off her ass about how low her grades were.

she chewed on her pencil, glaring holes into the slightly crumpled page in her hand as if it had personally offended her.

two arms wrapped around her neck from behind, startling her into letting out a small yelp, dropping the page right into the pile of neglected notes.

'woah, chill pretty.' denki gulped, glancing down at his dishevelled girlfriend. y/ns eyes shot up to meet his in relief, tears threatening to spill from her glossy, tired eyes.

'im trying to understand this, but im so tired and so lost and all i want to do is sleep, but i cant because im failing and aizawa wont leave me alone.' y/n ranted between small sobs.

denki glances down to the now abandoned work, trying to make sense of her messy annotation, pulling the upset girl closer to his chest.

'...yeah, okay, i have no clue what that is either.' the blonde spoke, pulling away to sit beside her.

'i came over here because you looked lonely, but I’m thinking i should’ve minded my own business.' denki teased, earning a slight laugh from y/n.

'you’ll pass, you’re smart.' he reassures, nudging her shoulder with his arm.

'easy for you to say.'

he snorted, 'babe, i nearly failed last semester so bad, bakugo actually gave up his time to help me study.'

y/n smiles faintly, her shoulders still tense but visibally calming down.

'alright, new plan.' he exclaimed.

'hm?' she looked back up at him, eyebrow raising.

'study break!' he gleamed down at her, standing abruptly. y/n had no time to argue before she was being pulled up from her spot on the carpet. 'no, i really need to get this done denki, im being serious.' y/n whined, but made no effort to pull away. 'you’ve been working all day. your brains gonna short circuit.'

'im not you.' she giggled, which puts a playful pout of his face.

suddenly, her feet were off the group and denki was dragging the pair to the much more comfortable sofa, teasingly throwing her down on a piled up stack of pillows, forcing out a mix between a squeal and a giggle from her throat.

denki climbs ontop of her, setting his full body weight down, chin on her chest, staring up at her with soft, loving eyes.

'you’re so warm.' she murmured, not minding the extra weight she called a boyfriend.

'well, yeah.' he said proudly. 'electricty.'

she rolled her eyes, hands finding their way to his hair, tugging on the messy strands.

'isn’t this sooo much better than that slop that had stolen you from me all day.' he teased. 'eh, its okay…’ a smirk played on her lips, lazy eyes set on his. a dramatic gasp left his mouth as he lifted his body up to hover more directly above her.

denki eyed y/ns face, which was tinted red from the lack of space between them.

denki leaned down and placed short, aggressive kisses all over her flustered face, making her giggle, begging him to quit. her hands dip down to his sides, digging her fingers into where she knows he’s most sensitive, making him seize up before hysterically laughing, falling back onto her with a loud 'oof.'

'okay, okay im sorry, please have mercy.' he squealed out, between deep breaths. y/n eased up eventally, smiling in victory at her panting boyfriend. it was almost like a reward.

after a few minutes they had both calmed down, now sitting in a comfortable silence.

sleep threatened to take over y/n as her eyes fluttered shut in exhaustion, her severe lack of sleep from the night before finally catching up to her. denkis head remained on her chest, listening to her steadying heartbeat, while tracing slow patterns on her arm, lulling her into sleep.

the dorms were suprisingly empty today, most students out training or enjoying some downtime before exam week.

a few minutes pass before small snores are heard from under denki, who didnt dare attempt to move. A content sigh left him, his own eyes closed after a short while, hugging closer into his beloved girlfriend, beathing in her scent, allowing himself to fall asleep with her, as if there was anything he’d rather do anyway.

a few hours later, kirishima, mina and bakugo had shuffled in to the dorms, rubbing the back of their necks, sweaty and exhasted from training all day.

'man, i forgot my-' kiri stopped mid sentence, locking his eyes onto the two sleeping figures on the couch.

he grinned immediately. 'ohhh,' he whispered. behind him, mina peeked into the room. 'what-' she saw them and beamed.

'do you think they even finished one page?' he snorted quietly. 'definitely not.' mina replied.

bakugo scoffed out a quick 'gross.' before turning to leave the room, other two following close behind him.

'they’re re so gross, i love them.' mina whisper yelled, turning her head to glance at the couple one last time before gently shutting the door behind them.

y/n and denki slept peacefully undisturbed until the early morning, not a single bit of regret between them for wasting their (well needed) study time, just happy to be together.

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A/n: I never claimed to be good at writing just remember that…

[ang-lbaby]

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ Bf!choso headcanons 𓉸ྀི

Tw! Nsfw ᛝ

༊࿐ ͎. ｡˚ ° ⊹ ˚.

(Not proofread!! Sorry for mistakes)

Bf!Choso… who struggles with jealousy but will never attempt to control you, he trusts you but not others.

Bf!choso… who watches you do the most mundane tasks as if they’re the most interesting thing in the world.

Bf!Choso… who loves when you play with his hair, it makes him feel more human. As if he can have soft gentle love like everyone else.

Bf!Choso… who never had any experience before you. He’d never had any interest in anyone else.

Bf!Choso… who would always carry an extra hair tie for whoever needed it first, you or him.

Bf!Choso… who gets flustered over everything. Since he has no experience with woman, simple things like holding hands or kissing makes him nervous.

Bf!Choso… who would never move if you fall asleep on him, even if his arm goes numb.

Bf!Choso… who never leaves your side, he’s not good at showing affection through words so he shows it by actions.

Bf!Choso… who will remember everything about you, you only need to mention something once for him to still remember months later.

Bf!Choso… who loves when you put your full weight on him, no matter how heavy you are. He likes knowing you’re real.

Bf!Choso… who thinks that family is the most important thing ever, and would fall inlove with your even more if you got along with yuji.

Bf!Choso… who watches you while you sleep. Not in a creepy way, he just thinks you’re most beautiful this way.

Bf!Choso… who loves if you play with his hands, sometimes they feel dirty to him because of his technique.

Bf!Choso… who doesn’t text a lot but loves when you update him on your day randomly, he’ll always respond but will almost never text first.

Bf!Choso… who’s a straight up virgin.

Bf!Choso… who’s never really felt horny before you, and didn’t fully understand what was happening to him.

Bf!Choso… who would almost never initiate anything, too scared to overstep or make you uncomfortable.

Bf!Choso… who’s a switch but leaning more towards sub. He loves being called a good boy and being reassured he’s doing well.

Bf!Choso… who comes embarrassingly fast. But it’s only because you’re so pretty, he can’t hold back!

Bf!Choso… who’d love getting his hair pulled.

Bf!Choso… who’s a munch, he will do anything to please you.

Bf!Choso… who doesn’t wanna stop for your period, he doesn’t care about a little blood. It’s his whole thing.

Bf!Choso… who would love dry humping, especially when yous have had an especially hard day and are feeling lazy.

Bf!Choso… who’s obsessed with your thighs. He’d love if you wore stockings or thigh highs.

Bf!Choso… who’d let you take pictures of him during sex for you to use later, he doesn’t send nudes so he thinks this is a good alternative (especially since you send him nudes and he’s always too awkward to reply)

Bf!Choso… who would literally try any kink you want. He has very few limits.

Bf!Choso… who loves when you suck on his fingers.

Bf!Choso… who’s always tired after sex but will always clean you up and take care of you after.

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A/n: guys idk how to write nsfw stuff how did i do??

[ang-lbaby]

꒰ྀི১ pickles ໒꒱ིྀ

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ bakugo x reader 𓉸ྀི

༊࿐ ͎. ｡˚ ° ⊹ ˚.

A/n: this is my first fanfic, sorry if it’s bad<3

(Not proofread)

Knock

Knock

Knock

“Oh my god, shut up.” bakugo grumbles barely audible, voice rough from sleep. Burying his head in his pillows attempting to ignore the soft pounds on his door interrupting his sleep.

“Kats please open.” a small voice calls in a quiet whisper followed by 2 more frail knocks.

A deep tired sigh erupts from bakugo as he begrudgingly lifts his duvet and slowly slides out of his bed. He shuffles over to his door in no rush running his hand down his face in annoyance.

He swung the door swung open violently, revealing a distressed y/n dressed in fuzzy socks and a large hoodie she stole from him months ago. “What.” Bakugo growled, eyes narrowing into slits. “It’s fuckin’ two am.”

With a guilty look on her face y/n stares up at bakugo, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet. “I need you.”

His frown deepened as his glare on her intensified. “Are you dying? Is someone bleeding? This better be good.”

“Nobodies dying.”

“Is there a villain?”

“No…”

Bakugos eye twitched. “Then what’s your problem.”

Y/n reached out to grab his wrist, looking up at him with tired, innocent eyes.

“I can’t open the pickle jar”

Silence.

Bakugo stares at y/n, mouth slightly agape, trying to decide whether this was some annoying, cruel joke someone put her up to.

“You woke me up… because of a jar.” Bakugo mutters under his breath tilting his head back and closing his eyes, with a loud exhale of the nose.

“It’s really tight! And I’m really craving pickles.” Y/n whisper yells with a slight pout, trying not to wake anyone else in the dorms up.

His jaw tightened.

“…you’re unbelievable.”

She tugged on his wrist. “Please, help me.”

He sighed staring down at the girl with narrowed eyes, but he didn’t pull his hand away. “…fine.” Y/n beams up at bakugo, moving her hand down from his wrist to his hand, dragging him downstairs and to the kitchen.

The warm kitchen lights flickered on with a faint buzz.

Y/n grabs the closed jar from the counter and presents it to bakugo, as if it was a bomb ready to detonate.

Bakugo plucks it from her hands gently. “You couldn’t have waited until morning?”

“I tried but I kept thinking about them! I couldn’t sleep.” Y/n whines dramatically, throwing her head back and pouting.

His tired eyes glance down at the jar and puts his hands in position.

He twisted the lid once.

POP

It opened effortlessly.

He stares at the open jar.

Then at y/n.

“…did you even try?”

Y/n stares at bakugo with wide eyes, shocked it opened so easily. “I did!” Y/n insisted, remembering the minutes she spent attempting to pry open the stuck jar.

He shoved the jar back into her hands. “You’re lucky I like you.”

You smiled softly at him.

“Tch. Don’t look at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like that. YKnow.”

You reached up at him and poked his nose. “Thank you my brave, strong hero for opening my pickles! How will I ever pay you back?”

His ears faintly turn a soft shade of red. “Shut up.”

“Grumpy.”

“You’re so annoying.”

“You love me.”

Bakugo rolls his eyes. “Yeah.”

Y/n beams at his tiny victory and fishes herself out a pickle from the jar, digging in and crunching loudly, making bakugo cringe. He takes the jar and grabs his own pickle, because of course he deserves one too.

“Worth it.” Y/n hummed happily.

Bakugo tried so hard to stay annoyed, but how could he when you’re so pretty?

“Next time you wake me up, it better not be for some dumb shit like this.”

Y/n blinked up at him innocently “But what if I miss you?”

“Not good enough. Text me.”

Y/n sighs dramatically and falls into his chest, wrapping her arms around his waist trying to drag him down. “My boyfriend doesn’t love me, what will I ever do.”

His arms wrap around your shoulders, warming your cold body up as best he could. “You’re such a brat.”

Y/n hugs him tighter.

“Now hurry up and eat your damn pickle so I can go back to sleep.”

You look up at his with mischievous eyes. “Or you could stay in my room.”

His eyes widened as he leaned down. “You’re pushing it.” He smiled slightly, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead and letting go of her slowly.

“You’re so mean.” Y/n managed to mumble out with a mouth of the last bite of pickle. Bakugo picked her up with a small grunt. “You done?”

Y/n swallows and nods climbing higher up him. Wrapping an arm around his neck and points at the door. “Now, bring me to my room, slave!”

Bakugo began walking with no complaint, still grumpy, still tired, still inlove.

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