hi, i’m wika! i write little fics whenever i have time. a lot is self endulgent, but i hope you all enjoy them, too! if you're interested in my writting with original characters, come take a peak at my comic kissed pink!
i write mostly for mha, but can write anything else if requested! when requesting, pls specify which gender you want the reader to be. if none is specified (or implied), i will default to write the reader to be gn!
won’t write : nsfw :( a lil suggestive is okay, though!
i hope u enjoy ur stay <3
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"IT'S COMING" i cheer! but you, my lovely angels, might be asking yourself...."wika, just what is coming?" well! i shall tell you! at the start of the month i mentioned potentially writing a mike wheeler x reader because omfg guys finn looked a little tew good during s5... AND RAHHH I HAVE STARTED i have no clue when it will be finished nor posted but hopefully within the next few weeks!
i'm doing the smart thing and going back to my roots of writing it in my google docs as opposed to keeping it in my drafts because i want it to be suuuuper long. i think my longest fic is a kirishima fic just under 3k but i want this to be FLESHED OUT as this is entirely self endulgent. i know i've only ever posted for genshin, twst, and mha so far but maybe this can mark an era for some new things, idk!!! also it will be proofread i prommy...i can see an error in the screenshot but its fine it'll be okay!
could you do the ‘a boy who’s jacked and kind’ with the mha boys x fem!reader please
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featuring bakugo, midoriya, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari, sero, iida, shinso, amajiki, and togata... like last time, if there's a specific character you have in mind lmk and i'll make a part two ^^
katsuki bakugo is so smug and confident about it. jacked? he sure was! kind? to you, yeah! and to others too, obviously, but mainly you! he's quick to lift you onto his shoulder and pose with his other arm flexed. katsuki has muscles and is proud! sure its because he's a pro, but also to look good for his woman! he'd pose by popping a hip (just the way you taught him!) before looking up at you, wanting a kiss.
izuku midoriya hauls you over his shoulder. yes, he knows how to do the trend. no, he does not care to do it properly! spins you around slightly so you can look into the camera before obliging to your pleas and pulling you to sit on his shoulder properly. oh, izuku...the most whipped boy ever. please do more trends with him!!!
shoto todoroki is so polite with it that you actually kind of get annoyed with him...he's too scared he'll grab you too hard or hurt you while he's lifting you onto his shoulder. shoto gently wraps his arm around his thighs as you grin proudly at the camera because yeah, pro-hero shoto todoroki was so smitten with you.
eijiro kirishima is also smug, how could he not be? he's known to be strong, chugs his 'respect women' juice, and probably has the best muscles any modern day man has seen! you didn't even get a chance to react as he lifted you onto his shoulder with such ease... eijiro would also harden just a bit of his shoulder so you wouldn't slip off easily as you leaned down slightly to press a kiss into his hair.
denki kaminari was ecstatic that you asked him to do this with you! he takes every and all opportunities to show you off very seriously, especially if he gets to show himself off, too. denki pulls you up onto his shoulder a little too quickly and stumble, but regains his balance and grins up at you before smothering kisses on her inch of thigh space he had access to.
hanta sero is a little too much of a show off after lifting you onto his shoulder, but he's cute so you'll let it slide! flexes his free arm and kisses his bicep before turning to his other shoulder and pressing a kiss to your thigh. hanta would sooo nearly accidentally drop you when setting you back down but does catch you before you lose balance!
tenya iida lifts you up all the time, so it would be no problem for him to have you perched on his shoulder! your boyfriend is basically your own personal chauffeur with how much he carries you around instead of letting you walk. tenya finds your little trends a little ridiculous, but he'd rather never use his quirk again than upset you! he's giddy that you trust him enough to lift you, but please stop stealing his glasses...
hitoshi shinso wanted to use his capture scarf for more flare as he put it, but opted out the second he saw the pout on your lips. wrapping his hands tightly around you, hitoshi lifted you onto his shoulder with what looked like ease, but you could feel him trembling slightly under you. card your fingers through his hair and tell him how good he's doing, won't you?
tamaki amajiki would struggle a tiny bit to lift you onto his shoulder. i don't think he's used to lifting anything that high without using his quirk so his hands are trembling slightly, doesn't help that half of his vision is blurred because you decided gripping on to him by his face was the best idea! overall, 10/10 experience and make sure to give him a kiss after!
mirio togata does not hesitate, not one bit. bro is lifting you up with such grace and elegance and is all smiles about it, too! mirio does tricks but is careful to make sure he won't drop you; spins himself around, brings you onto his other shoulder, and even lets you lay down on his shoulders on you side. he thinks it's fun, you should let him be your main mode of transportation for some time!
similar: fellas grab your ladies if your lady fine...
haiii! I saw u made a Shinsou x kaminari x (loud blonde) fem reader and I was thinking...
after aizawa says don't date loud blondes (but he says don't get into a relationship with a loud blonde... but the loophole... loud blonde (singular) NOT blondes plural.
Aizawa: "I DIDNT MEAN DATE TWO LOUD BLONDES!"
(Cue present mic cheering his support in the background)
stop because this is SO CANON. if you give shinsou a loophole, he so takes advantage of it!
what's better than one loud blonde? TWO loud blondes!
shinkami x fem!reader | 791 wc | very minor dialogue from denki n reader but thats okay!
shinso had of course seen the relationship eraserhead and present mic. how could he have ignored his mentor annoyed most of his time with his partner? hell, even those outside of the first year hero course could see how much aizawa wanted to strangle the poor, loud as hell blonde hero half the time.
"don't date a loud blonde," aizawa always told the boy as a way to vent his frustrations. of course, shinsou listened. why wouldn't he? he didn't have time for something so mundane as dating when he was training to be a prohero.
and yeah, sure he said he didn't have time...but he totally did have time to ogle you and kaminari giggling at all times of the day. he thought you were just so pretty...and it didn't help that he had a pre exisiting thing for kaminari either.
such a shame the both of you were blonde.
and loud.
but really, really attractive.
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"you're late," aizawa spoke curtly as shinsou finally joined him on the training ground for his additional lessons, capture scarf snug around his neck.
"sorry, i got caught up with something. my partners wouldn't let me leave," shinsou adjusted his own capture scarf as he stood across from his teacher.
"partners...?"
he nodded.
"i don't remember assigning any group projects."
"dating, sir. romantic partners," he said all to casually.
aizawa blinked slowly, staring at the boy. "good for you."
shinsou was relieved that aizawa didn't press further, eager to start training just to so he wouldn't have to talk more.
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shinsou knew he risked getting caught when you had begged him to sit outside for lunch instead of in the cafeteria. how could he say to no to you when you asked in such a sweet voice? and kaminari pleading at him with puppy eyes to push him over the edge?
you sat on a bench with the purple haired boy's head on your shoulder and the blonde's legs draped over your lap, yapping away about some joke sero said in class as you ate.
you picked up some food on your fork and held it out for shinso. "open, hito." he took a bite and chewed on his portion before watching you take another helping for kaminari.
"oh, so this is who you've been spending all your time with."
the voice cut through the comfortable atmosphere, causing all three of you to freeze in fear.
"fuck..." kaminari mumbled, turning awkwardly to face the figure that decided to join them. "h-hey, mr. aizawa...."
"kaminari," he nodded, eyes half-lidded in annoyance. "(last name). shinsou."
"h-hi, sir..." you lifted your hand to wave at him.
hizashi peeked around aizawa, a big grin spreading across his face. "yo yo yo! what do we have here? young love, perhaps??"
kaminari quickly slid his legs off of your lap in embarassment, his excited speech promptly stopping at the presence of your two teachers.
"yeah," how could shinsou be so...cool about this? so calm? "they're my girlfriend and boyfriend."
two. there was fucking two of them.
aizawa sighed. two loud blondes. the two who always disrupted his class with their constant volume. "girlfriend? boyfriend?"
"why, they look very cute together, eraser!" ah, nevermind. there was three of them actively present in aizawa's vicinity.
"didn't i tell you it was best not to date...a loud blonde?" aizawa spoke with slight disappointment in his voice, arms folded over his chest.
"yeah. a loud blonde," shinsou smirked. "not loud blondes. plural."
"oooooh, he got you good there! directions unclear," hizashi sneered, poking at aizawa's cheek with his finger.
well...it was true for the most part. but then again, never in his life did aizawa think his student would pull a stunt like that.
"whatever. don't...don't bend my words. make smart decisions. don't regret things. i expect for you three to be back in your seats on time after lunch," aizawa gave a small glare before finally walking away. what a relief...
"don't listen to that grump. be free! love whoever! i personally support it," you lifted your fist in confusion as both you and kaminari received fist bumps from hizashi before he trailed off after aizawa.
"what the fuck. i'm horrified. mortified. 'loud blonde'...can you believe it?" kaminari slumped into the bench with a dramatic sigh as you covered your face with your hands in embarassment. "i know, so insane...are we really that loud?"
shinsou shrugged, smirked still proudly plastered on his face. "most of the time, yeah."
gonna be a little sappy probs will delete later but omfg guys...cherrieshalo one year im so soft i cant believe my blog has been blooming for one year already!!! ahhh... i genuinely started this for shits and giggles because i am a day 1 x reader enjoyer and im so glad so many people are able to enjoy my work with me...WAHHHH im so emotional over this guys everyone has been so nice like genuinely the joy i get from each notif from my lovely angels makes me so happy...may we be here for another year <3
im almost done with my inbox cleaning so i'll open requests up soon again teehee! i kind of wanted to do a fun event for 1k followers but im way over 1k now and its been months and i never had time sadly so maybe sometime down the line we'll do a cute little event or something... i know i mentioned a denki smau series in a previous post so i might have that as a 1k followers slash blog one year thing? i dont know but hopefully you guys like it TEEHEE its in the works but since its a series its taking a little longer...idk i love writing for denki !!!
also can you guys believe that during the first month or two of my blog i posted TWICE A DAY??? thats genuinely insane. now we're lucky if we get two posts in a week LOL i was on the grind holy hell...
Hii... scray but ur text fics are so silly and awesome, could I get a newbie and energetic fem pro hero reader x aizawa pre-relationship ans during relationship?
I love him sm hes so The Guy
HE'S SOOO VERY THE GUY YES YES YES
erase me ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
s.aizawa x fem!proheroreader | lowkey jealous eraserhead... | pathetic flirting attempts! from both sides :3 | like one suggestive joke | progression is kind of strange but you can def notice it lol!
and what if i wrote a mike wheeler x reader fic. then what. you cant stop me, this is my blog... god i've been thinking about him all week what is wrong with me. this literally came out of nowhere. im so tempted to rewatch s5 just for him. finn looked a little too good...mhmhm....
I loved all your vampire!reader works, what do you think about human!bakugo and vampire!reader in a no quirk au??🤔
oh dear anon i feel very passionately... doing headcanon format because its been a hot minute teehee
vampire!reader who had poor poor very much a human bakugo so horribly smitten it was insane. he wasn't going to flat out state that (who do you think he is?) but it was so obvious at times. no he didn't make sure that every mirror in his house lacked silver in the material to make sure they could see themselves! no he didn't make sure all utensils were silver-free so they wouldn't burn themselves! that's ridiculous of you to say!
vampire!reader who on one too many occaisions did scare the shit out of bakugo doing the most mundane tasks in his apartment. he'd wake up at 4am with a scratchy throat and stumble into the kitchen for some water just to see your shadowy figure standing there making yourself food. or when he comes home from work while the sun is, surprisingly, still out and he sees you laying on the couch taking a nap. it was a jumpscare and every single time he thought there was a corpse in his house.
human!bakugo who lets vampire!reader feed on him. he doesn't hesitate to give himself up whenever they need it. thigh? arm? neck? yeah, he already has towels prepared and settling himself on the couch with water and energy drinks. it hurt majorly the first time and got numbing gel for the few times after, but he eventually got used to it after a while.
you sat in between his parted legs, gaze focused on his exposed neck as he tiled his head for you. the perfect spot for you to feed on, the conjuncture of his neck and shoulder, was being presented so prettily to you.
"gentle," bakugo mumbled under his breath, hand coming up to rest on your waist. "be gentle."
you let out a little huff, tongue poking out to lick at the area. "m'always gentle. you'll be okay."
he winced as your teeth sunk in to his flesh, piercing the skin and drawing blood from the puncture wounds. "shhh, you did so well..." you hummed softly against his skin, tongue lapping up the area once more to take in as much of the blood as possible.
"y-yeah, eat up...i know s'been a while..."
human!bakugo who learns how to cook more foods without using garlic as an ingredient. it hurts him to his very core, but seeing how appreciative you were of his efforts and how much he learned makes him feel so much better about it. and he doesn't have to worry about your health? its perfect, really.
vampire!reader who lingered. their scent, shadow, prescence...anything, really. sometimes bakugo would be at work and he'd have to look over his shoulder because he could have sworn they were there. or when walking home late at night after a night out with his friends, eyes squited at the small winged-creature he saw rushing from tree to tree. he figured it was a bird before he got home to see them through the closed balcony door. yeah, they were following him...
hiiii wika! I love your writing and was wondering if you could do a ldr one like Denki's, but with Sero instead (fem reader 🩷). Exceeeept his friends don't believe he's actually got a gf in the states they think he made her up. She comes down to visit him during winter break and surprises everyone, including him kekeke
If you wrote this it would make my year thank you sm wika 🩷🥰
man, so many ldrs recently... happy to give these all a good ending tho <3
h.sero x fem!reader | 837 wc! | ldr visit <3
"yo, dude, no way in hell you managed to pull her!" denki shouted as he leaned over hanta's phone, eyes wide as he stared at the screen.
you? with him? what witchcraft did he have to perform for that to happen?
"hey, don't be rude! she loves me for my humour and charm, what can i say?" hanta did his best to defend himself, one arm crossed over the other as his friend ripped his found out of his hand in disbelief.
"you...with her. unbeliveable, truly-"
hanta hit denki over the head. "she loves me, thank you very much!"
"sure. maybe she's just some catfisher trying to get money from you or something," with a shrug of his shoulders, denki desposited hanta's phone back into his hand.
well, hanta did think about that possibility sometimes. he knew your quirk wasn't shapeshifting of any kind, and you had sent him enough photos and been on facetime enough times to know you were really...
but hearing denki say it out loud? crap. what advanced technology was this?
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as winter break grew closer, the other members of class 1-a couldnt help but tease hanta everytime he looked at his phone.
"ooo, is your little girlfriend texting you?" mina would giggle.
"tell her we say blink twice if you need help," kyoka joked right after.
was it really that hard to believe that the hanta sero was able to pull himself a girlfriend? sure he wasn't in the top ranks in class grade wise, but his quirk was strong and he was having one excellent performance after another during training!
katsuki made a joke about him being unable to pull at ua so he had to get himself a foreign girl online...
shit. was he really that weird?
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when winter break finally came, hanta tried to distract himself from the words of his classmates with the festivities. eri had come to visit and brought them small hand-painted eggs and he, much like the others, couldn't help but coo over.
you hadn't messaged him in a while, but he figured you were just caught up with your family.
the small knock at the door that came shortly after didn't go unnoticed by the class, but aizawa had stepped to it faster than tenya could have.
"h-hi, sir..." you mumbled nervously. oh, aizawa was more intimidating in person! "is...is hanta here...? i'm sorry i'm a little late than when you said to stop by, the train was held back."
"yeah, come in. he'll be happy to see you," he stepped aside, letting you into the lounge area of the dorm. you had a big bag with you, filled with little trinkets and gifts for your boyfriend and his friends.
"who is it, mr. aizawa?" ochaco turned to look, her eyes widening. "oh, a girl!"
mina quickly flung herself off the couch, eyes round and voice loud. "OH MY GOD, ISN'T THAT HANTA'S GIRL FROM THE STATES???"
hanta's heart dropped. girl...? he stood up from his spot and turned and yep, there you stood, all smiles and red cheeks as the others screamed. what on earth were you doing here? oh god, you had to see him for the first time looking like this!!
his long legs worked faster than his mind, each large step bringing him closer and closer to you before he scooped you up into his arms. "you're here! this is like, the best thing ever. christmas miracle!"
you let out a small yelp before he set you down. "yeah, i'm here. surprise! thought i would come and visit..." you held up the bag to him, pink dusting your cheeks. "i brought gifts..."
"you literally are the gift, there's no need!" hanta slung his arm around your shoulder. despite it being your first time meeting in person, it was a lot less awkward than you thought it'd be. good, that meant you could skip the 'weirdly staring at each other and mumbling out hellos' stage.
"i'm so sorry our first meeting had to be me in this stupid santa costume...i promise i'm a lot cooler in my normal clothes!" hanta grinned. you couldn't believe you were seeing him smile in person and not behind a screen...oh he was just too cute.
"that's alright, it's festive!"
"let me introduce you to everyone, come on!" oh, that precious grin again... "they like, couldn't believe we were dating. 'blink twice if you need help' and all that stupid shit. she's safe with me, i promise!"
you laughed at his words. he'd told you that his friends and classmates didn't really believe him when he said the two of you were together and in all honesty, that was one of the reasons you wanted to come out to see him. you had been planning your visit for a while already in secret, but this was the perfect little push over the edge!
"yeah, i wanna meet everyone. and assure them that i am in fact dating the hanta sero."
Hellooooooo beautifullll I’m backkkkkkkk, I’ve missed your writing terriblyyy…sooo IDEA!! What do we think about single dad hanta sero (or single dad himbo kirishma) who is trying to get back into the dating scene but is having a hard time because he has a toddler in preschool and being a pro makes his schedule hectic as is. He thinks he’s finally found someone but he hasn’t told her he has a toddler yet but when he does she’s static asking him all kind of questions telling him how she loves kids but have fertility issues. (Totally ok to say no) -🧚🏼♀️🧚🏼♀️
HI FAIRY ANON it has been a hot minute !! i think hanta would be so girl dad because i am a girl and i say so mhmhm; this is so long because i got a little carried away oopsie
h.sero x nurse!reader | 1.4k wc | bro is super whipped | not proof-read but when is my work ever LOL
as his daughter grew older, sero tried his best to pick up more shifts at his agency, even if it meant just sitting at patrol for hours. he'd successfully managed to sign his little one up for a preschool so she'd be around more people her age and grow independent, but her cries as he dropped her off broke his heart.
"say bye and leave!" the teachers would always shout at him, making sure sero wouldn't even step foot into the classroom because they knew she'd start bawling her eyes out as soon as he left.
and yeah, trying to get back into the dating scene at his age was a mess.
not many people wanted to be a in a relationship with a pro-hero, the tedious hours and potentials of infidelity being on the forefront of their worries, but not many people wanted to date a pro-hero that also had a child under the age of five.
"too much of a responsibility" one girl had told him on their third date, or "you're going to drop her on me and expect me to babysit while you go do who knows what. my ex did that" remarked another girl when he mentioned his princess.
sero ended up keeping it casual for a while, not really going out on dates but at least trying to show interest in others... it worked for the most part, until he had to visit the musutafu hospital more times he could count on one hand in the last few months due to villain attacks.
he'd keep his word as a pro-hero, coming in to check up on those he saved and providing visits to children to brighten their day.
he always saw you there, the pretty nurse his age working on her residency. you were kind to patients and always wore a bright smile on your face, a smile that would cause sero to nearly trip in the hallway whenever you'd greet him when during his visits.
sero found it horribly embarassing how he slowly started to come to the hospital to visit you instead of civilians he saved. yes he had to meet with a family to assure and confirm details with them that his agency would help cover hospital bills, but wouldn't you look at that!! his favourite nurse was in the room over, he'll be right back-
it was pathetic, really, how hard sero's heart would beat when he saw how gentle you were with the kids. or how his stomach churned when you'd take his vitals whenever he'd come in after a particularly rough patrol.
it was stupid.
pathetic.
embarassing...
yet you still giggled at his stupid jokes. you showed that you were paying genuine attention to what he was saying...maybe it was your job, but sero felt differently.
however, sero didn't feel bad for shamelessly flirting with you on the clock. or off the clock, for that matter. he'd come in on days off with pastries from the new bakery that opened up (he overheard you talking about it with a patient once. no, he does not eavesdrop!) sitting with you during your break periods and smirking at the flush on your cheeks as your coworkers giggled about the 'cute pro hero' that seemed to be making eyes at you. yes, he was making eyes at you!! thank you for noticing!!
it took him a while to actually properly ask you out. it scared the shit out of him, but was so relieved when you agreed that he planned the date immediately.
he could take you out to dinner and be all nice and cute! yes, sero insisted on picking you up and dropping you off, he was a gentleman like that!
by the fifth date, sero knew you were the one.
sure he fully omitted the fact he had a child at home, and he knew that could be a deal breaker for you, so he got up the courage to tell you. he had to.
he finally brought it up on a cute little lunch date, watching as you gleefully took a bite out of the toast you had ordered.
"i know this is sudden, and uh, i'm sorry i didn't tell you earlier. i really like you, and see a future for us, but i know this something not a lot of girls like..." sero sighed, nervously slumping into his side of the both. "i have a kid, and-"
"a daughter, right?"
he froze. shit. "y-yeah. how'd you know?"
you smiled softly, embarassed at your words. "ah, i saw a few articles about it. i'm sorry-"
"no, no! that's okay. perfect, even!! that...that's not detering you from me, right?" sero gently grabbed your hand, lacing your fingers with his.
"no. is it supposed to?" you shook your head. "i love children."
"i've had girls stop wanting to pursue me because of it! sorry if it makes me a little paranoid."
"that's...not great. i don't mind, really," you gave his hand a small squeeze to comfort him. "how old is little miss sero, hm?"
"she's turning four soon. i can't believe it. she's so big now...feels like she was just born!" sero felt relaxed. not only were you okay with him being a dad, but you actually showed interest in wanting to know about his daughter? oh, you were a keeper for real. "she started preschool not too long ago. it hurts me to see her cry when i drop her off, but she doesn't even want to go home these days when i come to pick her up!"
you laughed at his words. she sounded so cute! "guess she's having fun, huh? i was like that, too. i was the worst child they had; cried for hours when my parents would leave but then after a bit i refused to go home!"
what a precious little thing you were...sero looked through is phone for a picture of the young girl. "yup, sounds just like her. she rather sit colouring all day with her little buddies than come home to me. look at her, she was so proud to bring this home to me the other day!"
the young girl was smiling brightly on his phone screen, proudly displaying the drawing she did of her and her dad. yup, you knew he most certainly put that on the fridge or kept it in his office at the agency.
"you like kids, yeah? ever want any of your own?" sero slipped the phone back into his pocket, handing you a napkin as you reached out to get one for yourself.
"uhm...i'd like one or two, yeah. but uh....i've always struggled with uhm, fertility, unforuntately..." you admitted. vulnerability wasn't your strong suit, but you trusted sero enough to finally talk about it with someone. "my ex actually broke up with me because of that."
"excuse me?" no, sero didn't like that. "what the fuck? that shithead-"
you laughed softly. "yeah. not great, huh? trying ivf wouldn't have given much results and he didn't want to adopt...glad i got out of there before he proposed."
"i'm sorry. on his behalf. and on the behalf of all the other assholes out there who think its okay to dump a woman over that."
"thank you, hanta... but it's alright. there's other ways and i know not everyone is like that," you tried to reason with yourself for years. no need to cry over pathetic men like him! he is not worth your time!
"you know...." maybe he shouldn't say this. maybe it would scare you away, but sero felt it needed to be said. "i think she'd like you."
"you...you think so?"
"i know so. i've seen the way you talk to the kids at the hospital. they look visibly more relaxed when you come in. you're gentle, caring, and treat them like actual people. once we make things official, if you let me that is, i would love for you to meet her," please say yes, please say yes-
"you want to be official with me?"
sero nodded. yes! he wanted to be official so bad! he wanted to hold your hand and kiss you and and-
"i would love to be official with you, hanta."
sero nearly jumped out of his seat in joy. yes! yes yes yes yes!! he grinned, that stupid grin of his you saw plastered on the tv screen frequently in the hospital. "cool, yeah, awesome. suuuuper cool."
leaning over the small table, you pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. "yeah, super cool.
I absolutely adore your writing !! I would love it if you did a long distance suprise, with bakugou x fem!reader !!(tho I dont mind if its gn !)
Of course, this is only a suggestion !! (*≧∀≦)
(I was thinking bakugou suprises reader, with a distance like america to Japan ratio !)
so funny how i got two requests for ldr fics on the same day within like an hour of each other LOL how cute...sorry this took so long </3
746 wc -- lowkey came out gn !
school was shit.
so horribly, terribly shit to the point you didn't want to spend more of your thursday evening locked away in the tiny ass corner of a cafe trying to finish your 15-page paper by the friday 11:59 pm deadline. but, alas, you had responsibilities.
responsibilities you hated, but responsibilities nonetheless.
you huffed as you hit the backspace button for what felt like the hundredth time in that sentence, brain feeling like it was slowly melting and pouring out from every crevice in your face. going home and snuggling up under the covers and playing your silly little game with your boyfriend sounded so nice right now, but what were the odds he'd actually want to play?
you checked the time on the bottom corner of your laptop. it'd be nearly eight in the morning in japan, and there's no way in hell bakugo would be willing to entertain video games that early in the day. no, he'd do the right thing and go to class and actually pay attention to his lectures. stupid stupid stupid...
you ran a frustrated hand down your face, debating whether or not to pack up and go home for the night. most of the paper was done, albeit missing the bibliography and maybe some in-text citations, but you could manage to finish in time for tomorrow if you skipped your afternoon lecture, right?
right as you were about to hit save a copy, a drink was slid over into your peripheral vision. wait, you didn't order anything...
you glanced at it and- huh? your exact order??
"you look rough. thought you'd need somethin' to keep you goin'."
oh heavens, some random guy got you a drink. nonono, you had a boyfriend and above all, you were to never accept a drink or anything from a stranger!
"actually, i-" you looked up in panic, only to be met with a tuft of blond staring down at you. eyebrows knit together in a small scowl, nose red from the cold... "katsuki...?"
"hi, baby."
you blinked. blinked harder.
no, that wasn't him, right?
you looked around before back at him, seeing him slip into the chair across from you. "you really do wear that necklace i sent you everyday, huh?"
holy shit.
your face felt hot. stomach? churning at impeccable speeds. this had to be a finals-week induced fever dream of some sort.
"kat...suki...?"
a small smirk spread across your boyfriend's face. "yeah, s'me. how many more times you gonna ask that?"
"but, you're here- not in japan- you're here-"
"yeah, m'here. came to surprise you. you've been so stressed so i thought it would be nice to, y'know, come and visit..." bakugo took a sip of his own drink, making a small satisfied face at the taste. hm, no wonder this place was your favourite. and no wonder you recommended this drink to him ages ago...you were right, he would like it.
"and you didn't think to say anything?" you hesitantly reached out for the drink he so generously gifted you.
"would have ruined the surprise."
rising to your feet, you padded over to the other side of the table and wrapped your arms around his neck. he smelled so good... he was even warmer in person than you thought he'd be. "you're ridiculous..."
"maybe," bakugo laughed. "but that's the exciting part."
your cheek smushed into his hair as you spoke, trying your best to keep it together. "how long will you be here for?"
"two weeks. that enough time for you, hun?"
you nodded.
two weeks...perfect. "oh god, but where will you be staying-?!"
"hotels. don't worry about it," your boyfriend tried to calm you, patting your arm with his hand. "and once you're done with finals, we can spend all the time in the world together before i have to go back. we can go to all those cute parks and cafes and go on those little picnics you always giggle about, yeah?"
right. because everytime you'd pass a park, you'd note it down and imagine having a picnic with him there. or everytime a new cafe opened, you immediately sent him the menu and talked about what you think he'd order.
but now?
he was there.
your katsuki, holding your hand. ready to take you out on all those little dates you found yourself thinking about as you tried to fall asleep.
you smiled softly, hand clasped tightly around his as you nodded. "yeah."
the morning sunshine filtered in trough the half open curtains, casting a golden glow over the still-sleepy morning of the room. you placed the plate of food you made to serve as your boyfriend's breakfast on the side table before sitting down in bed, fingers tracing over his spine that was peeking out from the covers.
"katsuki..."
you hummed softly, nails gently raking over his bare back. he stirred, but didn't quite awake from his deep slumber. maybe you should have let him sleep in a bit longer- he deserved it, after all.
"kacchan..." you tried a little louder, lips ghosting over the nape of his neck before pressing a kiss onto his skin.
your boyfriend let out a small huff in reply.
you rolled your eyes, leaning down to whisper into his ear. "dynamight-"
bakugo turned to you immediately. his hand flew up to rub at his eye with the heel of his palm to try and feel more awake. "yeah, yeah. m'up."
waiting for him to sit up fully, you set the plate down on his lap after he finished his stretch. "happy birthday, my love."
"you woke up early for this shit?" with a yawn, bakugo loaded some food onto his fork to take a bite.
"for you? anything. i refuse to let you into the kitchen today. you're going to relax," you curled into his side to take in his warmth.
"yeah?" with another bit of food on his fork, bakugo turned to you with his hand cupped under as he held the utensil to your lips. "ya sure like to spoil me. i told ya; doin' stuff f'my birthday isn't necessary."
isn't necessary? of course it was! he always made sure to treat you better than everyone else on your birthday, so of course you had to do the same to him. he deserved to world and everything in it and more.
"but i want to..." you pressed a kiss to his cheek.
i love your writing! can i request a fic of shinsou getting his makeup done by his girlfriend; the lap sitting, soft touches on the face, affirmations on his appearance, & emphasis on the eyeliner for him (because i think he would look so good omg). thank you so much!! 💗
oh my god anon im salivating hashtag need me some of THAT. RIGHT NOW.
667 wc.
the lights were dim, window open to let in that gentle night breeze, and soft music played in the background. the faint smell of cigarette smoke lingered in the air, wafting in through the open window from the elderly couple out on the balcony adjacent to your’s.
“liquid or pencil?”
“pencil.”
with one hand gently holding your boyfriend’s face, the other held the uncapped eyeliner pencil to his eyes. hitoshi hands lingered nervously on your waist, the pads of his fingertips tapping a gentle rhythm against your skin.
“you’re s’pretty, hito…” you mumbled under your breath as you tried to focus. his lips were slightly parted as his eyes were hooded and focused at your own lips, lashes long and thick. you were always jealous of him for it.
“yeah?” shinsou’s breath fanned out over your cheeks as he spoke.
‘mhm…” with a nod, you pulled back the skin around his eye with your finger to get into the waterline in between his top and bottom lid. gosh, his skin was so soft. you'd definitely need to steal his moisturizer more often.
the dark colour from the eyeliner filled the outer crease of his eye before you mumbled for him to look up. shinsou did so obediently, eyes focused on the ceiling as you coloured in his waterline and a bit of his bottom lid. you tapped his chin with your finger in thought. a small sigh left his lips as you slid off his lap and dug about your makeup case sitting on the desk.
shinsou sat quietly, observing as you pulled out a brush and dipped it into black eyeshadow from the palette he bought you. your first birthday together, all that time ago. it was somehow still in great shape despite it's near-daily use, the pan visible in a small circle on only one or two shades.
you wandered back to him and stood in between his legs and lifted your hand to blend out the eyeliner, but shinsou quickly pulled you down to sit back in his lap.
he looked so pretty in eyeliner it was honestly absurd. and when blended out with the eyeshadow? it made your tummy twist.
"you're staring..." your boyfriend ipened his eyes as he felt the lack of the makeup brush on his eyelids, knowing that you were most likely just staring at him in awe. and hell, you were.
"yeah. and you're pretty. so pretty, hito..." with gentle touches, you pushed back his bangs and other strands of his lavender locks that fell into his vision before pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, nose, then chin. "lemme look a bit longer, 'kay?"
shinsou rolled his eyes in slight annoyance and you felt your heart almost stop. sure you knew your boyfriend was hot (the amount of stares he got girls and guys when the two of you went out made you ready to fight) but the eyeliner??? you could barely control yourself. "you're being dramatic."
"no, not at all," with a shake of your head, you buried your face into his shoulder. "sooooo pretty. mine."
"mmhhmm..."
"you, my dear, need to wear eyeliner more often-" hitoshi quickly cut you off before you could continue to serenade him about his appearance. "i used to. years ago."
you lifted your head to stare at him, dumbfounded, at this new revelation. "and you didn't think to tell me?"
"wanted you to experience the joys of seeing me in it for the first time with no preexisting knowledge of the occurence," shinsou took the brush out of your hand and pulled you closer, gaining leverage by gripping his hand on your thighs.
"how mean..."
"no, just wanted it to be a surprise. if you want me to wear eyeliner more often, i totally will. i think it's fun."
"brb, planning our wedding right now-!" you squished his cheeks in between your hands in excitement. your hot ass boyfriend was willing to look even hotter....just for you! what a win!
Hii can you please make a aizawa x baby!daughter!reader in which reader chews everything that she gets her hands on 💗💗💗 btw love all your fics 😌😌
hiii, i got this request in my inbox twice so im hoping its the same anon sending it in on two different days just c+p it in lol!! <3
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the second aizawa knew you'd be coming into his home, he baby-proofed everything. every socket, every corner, ever cabinet. if little grabby hands could reach it, he made sure to have some sort of cover or lock on it.
he however serverely underestimated the ability of a baby to be determined.
"no, what is that? what do you have in your mouth?" aizawa quickly scooped you up into his arms as his voice was gentle yet stern, hand immediately flying to tug at whatever you managed to stuff into your mouth.
ah, so that's where that went.
the strings of the hoodie he recently washed was now covered in drool. he spent forever looking for them the day before, thinking that maybe they got twisted up in the washer. nope, his rascal of a child managed to snag it when the tired man wasn't looking.
aizawa stuffed the strings into his pocket and pressed a soft kiss to your head before placing you back down on your play mat. he could just quickly hand wash the strings and hang them up over the sink, no big deal!
after he had finished, aizawa padded back into the room only to find his precious baby daughter chewing on the foam protectors he put over the corners of the coffee table. had you really crawled all the way over there and ripped it off? he was only away for like...2 minutes, max! he panicked and quickly tugged on your small body so you wouldn't hit your head against the sharp corner.
"how on earth do you keep ripping these off? is your quirk super strength, hmmm?" aizawa took the slobbered foam protector out of your mouth, despite needing more force and time to do so compared to his hoodie strings, only to find the giant indents in the surface.
"ah, you're teething..."
the round indents were accompanied by two sharp, yet small divots in the center. how cute! your first teeth!
aizawa adjusted his grip on you as he carried you to the kitchen, digging through the shelves on the freezer door to find the small feeder yamada let you play with occaisionally. oh, he must have filled it before leaving that morning because the mashed banana was already inside. he watched as you reached for it with those small grabby hands before promptly shoving it into your mouth.
typical.
sitting you on his lap after making his way to the sofa, aizawa grabbed the tv remote to turn on some cartoon he knew you'd like. you excitedly cooed as you saw the blue dog on screen, leaning back into him as you gnawed on the feeder to get more of the frozen banana snack out.
"alright, bluey it is."
he made sure to put the remote far out of your reach so he wouldn't have to deal with you chewing on that too, much like how he caught you last week when he came home to find yamada sprawled out on the sofa, passed out, with you in his arms babbling to yourself as you nibbled on the poor plastic remote. thank god none of the little buttons came off. that'd be a choking hazard and a half.
for the most part, you sat quietly in your father's lap as you were entertained by the cute dogs on screen with your favourite snack.
once you couldn't chew out anymore of the banana from the mesh net, you disposed of it by trying to toss it to the side. aizawa caught it with one hand, placing it down on the coffee table.
you played with his fingers instead, letting out small babbles as if talking along with bluey and bingo in the show. aizawa leaned back into the plush sofa, feeling his eyes growing heavy from the background noise, small weight on his lap, and the long day he had.
unbeknownst to him, you had moved his fingers into your mouth and took a big bite.
"what are yo- OW!!!"
and just like that, he became the next target of your chewing shenanigans.
the cold surface of the toiletseat lid pressing into your bare thighs caused goosebumps to run across your legs, trying to keep your body as still as you could as hitoshi sectioned your hair. your body was growing numb, but you couldn't tell if it was from sitting in the same position for so long or inhaling the smell of bleach.
it could have honestly been both.
denki sat on the floor with his back pressed against the bathtub, directions in hand as he read them out loud. "it says to leave it in the hair for 40 minutes."
"i know what i'm doing," hitoshi grumbled back in response as best as he could with a hairclip in between his teeth.
"you sure? last time you bleached my hair, a chunk of it fell out," the blonde grumbled with a pout as his eyes flicked back down to the tiny words on the page.
"that wasn't my fault," hitoshi took the clip out of his mouth to hold the section of your hair against your scalp before picking up your comb. "your hair was basically fried from all the hair dye you let mina slap on your hair and i told you that would happen, yet you told me to do it anyway."
you stiffened at the memory. shit, denki was hysterical when that happened. hitoshi must have sensed your fear because he quickly replied with "i won't do that to you. don't worry, sweetheart."
"and you say you don't have a favourite between us," denki replied without hesitation.
you gave him a small glare. "i just know when to not do something stupid. that's all."
hitoshi agreed with a soft mhm, beginning to apply bleach in the selected section of hair, starting at your roots.
"you hate me. my boyfriend and my girlfriend hate me-" you chucked the empty bleach box at him. "ABUSE!"
"make yourself useful and go get me more tinfoil. unless you want her walking around getting bleach on your things."
with a dramatic sigh, denki pushed himself to his feet and stalked out of the bathroom to go find the spare roll of aluminum kept somewhere in the cupboard- most likely somewhere in the back where he'd have to pull out half the items to even reach it.
"you won't make me bald...right?" you asked nervously as soon as you heard the bathroom door click shut.
"of course not, wouldn't dare to," hitoshi reached for another clip. "but you'd look cute bald though."
"don't tempt me."
he let out a small huff before sectioning again. "you pick a colour yet?"
"no..." you wrapped your arms around yourself. "figured i can just go around blonde for a bit and decide later."
denki popped back into bathroom, large grin on his face as he went to go sit at your feet. he began to tear sections of the foil out of the box. "blonde? you tryna steal my spotlight?"
"don't think i could live up to your coolness." all this sitting and doing nothing was causing you to grow sleepy, head lulling slightly as you tried to keep straight. "shit, sorry."
"no worries..." hitoshi wrapped up the remaining sections of hair before covering your head with a plastic bag to keep them in place. "m'all done. just gotta let you develop-"
"marinate!" denki quickly interupted as he laid his head on your things, hair splaying out across your skin.
"mhm, marination..." you nodded, fingers immediately moving to scratch at the nape of his neck.
"i can't stand you two sometimes..." the water poured out of the sink faucet as hitoshi moved to wash his hands. over time, he became very good at disgusing his yearning for annoyance (or atleast he thought he had become good at it).
"guess you won't be joining our movie night tonight, then...what a shame," you hummed in faux-disapproval.
"hey now-" hitoshi wiped his wet hands against his shirt. "i didn't say that i didn't want to join-"
"sucks to suck!" a loud yawn came from denki as he stood up to cling onto the purple haired boy, arms wrapped tightly around his waist as his cheek smushed into the other's shoulder.
"guess so, huh?" hitoshi pressed a kiss into the blonde's hair.
"me next, me next!" you stood up from the toilet with wobbly legs before padding closer, pointing at your forehead. hitoshi gave in and pressed his lips in between your brows. "both of you are so fucking spoiled."
Hello hello!! How are you doing? If you want, can you do shinsou x aizawa's sibling? :0 eat well & rest well ♡
hi dear! hitoshi loves himself someone a little older mhm mhm...
810 words <3
shinsou had been over at aizawa's house enough time after graduation to be aware of your connection to his mentor. of course he'd seen you on the news a few times here and there during your missions, but it was different seeing you in the comfort of your brother's home.
he was shocked the first time he found out the two of you were related. he saw the photo from your highschool graduation holding flowers with your brother next to you about the third time he came over, brows knit together as he tried to recognize where he knew you from.
right. pro-hero. just much younger, and staring right back at him.
shinsou felt so ashamed for falling for his mentor's younger sibling. they'd known each other for years, worked side by side, and yet the person he falls in love with was directly related to the person who made him who he was today.
shit.
sure you were young enough where it wouldn't cause any weird allegations if the two of you got together, but you were old enough where you'd give him a disapproving look whenever you caught him staring at you.
and yes, sure, you were both of age and responsible adults. but everytime you stepped into your office in your agency after a particularly rough day and saw flowers sitting on your desk, you knew you'd have to give shinsou a stern talking to later. or even ask aizawa to...
you really just wanted pro-hero nighthide to find someone his own age. and it'd be weird if you were dating someone under your agency, even if temporarily, right...?
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when you got the call that shinsou was in the hospital after getting severely injured during a surprise villain attack while he was on patrol, you knew you were fucked. you were already gearing up for the earful you'd hear from the shouta aizawa for letting his mentee nearly die as you cut your own patrol short in order to to rush to the hospital to sort things out.
you sat on the chair by his hospital bed, staring as you watched his vitals be taken.
“what were you thinking? not calling back up when the villain we have been searching for just appears?”
“i could handle it. it went to shit the second the others came and spooked him,” he managed to reply in a grumble, blood pressure cuff tightening around his bicep.
“right. and you know the agency’s protocol. the one i specifically designed to avoid issues like this?” you scoffed, nails creating indents in the arm rests. “you call for back up the second a villain appears. and you attended every meeting where we had discussed what steps were to be taken when the villain was spotted. and what on earth did you do, huh? went against every one!”
“ i thought i could handle it!”
“but you didn’t, nighthide! we’re stuck in the hospital because of your stupid decision-“ your words were getting heated, but were quickly cut off by the nurse’s glare in your direction.
“i wanted to impress you.”
“by almost losing your life?”
"that wasn't a part of the plan," hitoshi grumbled, laying himself back down in the small hospital bed.
"you're lucky i got here before shouta did or we both would have gotten a lecture," the chair creaked under you as you stood up to your feet, dragging yourself over to the window of the room as the nurse left.
"right. i didn't mean to cause you trouble. i'm...sorry..."
you turned away from the window to look back at him, poor hitoshi battered and bruised wrapped in bandages as if he were a damaged present. "what were you thinking?"
you couldn't even get yourself to be mad at him at the moment. sure he'd caused damage to the surrounding area of the attack and most notably your agency, but all you could thinnk about was how happy you were that he managed to come out alive.
hitoshi ran his fingers through his hair, nails getting caught on the sections matted with his blood. "not much, clearly. didn't have time to."
"my brother's going to be pissed too, you know. i thought he taught you better than that."
he didn't have a reply. yeah, he knew he'd be in deep shit. "let me take you out to dinner as an apology."
you quirked a brow. was he...flirting with you? right now? of all times? "excuse me?"
"let me take you out to dinner," hitoshi flung his legs off the side of the bed. "apology, or whatever."
"are you hitting on me? in the hospital?" the disbelief was evident on your face as you watched him nod.
"something wrong with that?"
he really shouldn't be. but...
"we'll talk when you're out of here and not high on pain meds."
Idk how to describe this but basically I’ve been obsessed with they TikTok videos of these wedding painters and I so I was thinking what if reader is a wedding painter and she was painting at one of bakugos relatives wedding and obviously Bakugo hates these sorts of things so he’s just lurking (that sounds creepy but u get the point) and he gets impressed by their skills and kinda chills with reader and the two talk and stuff yknow and they exchange numbers and hang out for the rest of the wedding while reader paints
Maybe you could continue it by Bakugo talking to Kirishima abt how he’s thinking of you or smth uhhhhhhhhh yea idk what else to say but yeah yeah yeah uhhhhh hi ig idk bye bye bye ur cool bye uhhhh yeah uuhhhh bye and hi
anon my dear i am so terribly sorry for how long this took, i hope the length makes up for it <3 it was such a cute idea and i wanted to do it justice
wedding painter
k.bakugo x weddingpainter!reader — meet cute! >:3
1.58k words, mentions of kirimina and slight profanity (also very slightly proof read oops)
the wedding itself was a beautiful affair. a large open ballroom with tall windows that overlooked a scenic garden, fairy lights shimmering off of the intricately decorated tables, and the music was just the perfect volume with a playlist that every guest could enjoy.
it was some cousin's wedding. bakugo really didn't want to go, but his parents had forced him. how strange, an adult man being forced by his parents to go to a wedding...but in the name of all might, he absolutely didn't regret it when someone had caught his eye.
a live wedding painter? surely he'd heard of those before. no, he absolutely had. his manager had begged to hire one popular on social media for some gala event his agency was holding some time ago but in true dynamight fashion, he blew off the idea because he didn't want to attend anyway and put as minimal effort as possible.
he couldn't help but stare from his spot at the table. your shimmering gown was simple yet matched the attire of the other wedding guests, yet you were tucked away in a corner all by yourself. a tragedy, honestly. bakugo saw a few people come and go from the little station, too far to hear their words but close enough to see the excitement spread across their faces and receive a smile from you in reply.
damn it. he wanted a smile from you, too.
bakugo stuffed his hands into his pockets as he made his way across the venue, polished shoes squeaking against the floor from his fast pace. he took a deep breath. would he even be heard over the music and the chatter in the background?
"they pay you for this shit?"
she nodded in reply, gaze still trained on the canvas in front of you. "they do, yes."
he stared in silence, brows knit together and the smallest little pout on his lips. "looks...good. how long you been paintin' for?"
"my whole life," you replied with a soft smile, gently wiping your brush against a rag before dipping into a different paint swatch on your palette. shit. your smile looked even more radiant up close... "however, this isn't my full time job. i paint for events on the side. as well as take commissions. if you’re interested, i have my business cards at the end of the table.”
bakugo slipped one into his pocket, eyes still on you.
“what’s your relation to the lucky couple?” you asked him curiously, eyes narrowed slightly as you tried to focus on the details in the flower arch above the sweetheart table.
“bride’s my cousin,” he replied gruffly.
“good looks must run in the family then.”
bakugo felt his cheeks heat up. what an embarrassment, getting so worked up over such a passive comment.
“hell yeah, they do. not an ugly stage in my life.”
you laughed at his response and turned to finally look at him, eyes widening in shock as a chill ran through your body. “dynamight-?!” was that really him? you couldn’t believe it. one of the most famous heroes initiating a conversation with you…how insane!
“know me, huh?” he couldn’t help but smirk as you nodded.
“of course i do. everyone does. i just wasn’t expecting to be in the presence of a hero, nor have one approach me to speak.”
“i suppose so. but i’m off duty, so call me katsuki, yeah?”
you nodded once more, attention drifting back to the painting. “okay, katsuki. enjoying the wedding so far?”
no, but it surely was better from the moment he started talking to you. but he didn’t want to say that just yet.
“eh, i guess. nothing out of the ordinary. not how i would have preferred to spend a day off but oh well.”
“how do you usually spend your off days, then?” were you really interested in what he had to say, or just didn’t feel like trying to speak for yourself so you could focus on the painting in front of you. bakugo cleared his throat before starting to outline his perfect day. at 6:00 he would hit the gym, have breakfast some time after 8:00, go on a short run and take a shower just before it would hit 10:00, and maybe meet up with a friend or two for lunch if he was feeling it. he’d go to bed at 20:00 but fill the rest of his afternoon with mundane tasks of grocery shopping or cleaning, yet he couldn’t help but crack a smile when you laughed and called it a strict schedule.
“maybe it is, but i know what i like. i like structure,” he fiddled with the fabric of his tie.
“i see,” yet another swipe of your brush against the rag littered with blooms of colour. “are you not going to interact with the rest of the guests?”
“nah, figured i could keep ya company here. that okay?”
why doesn’t he just rip your heart out at this point! who knew great explosion murder god dynamight could be so smooth? certainly you didn’t. “sure, but i’m not the most fun to talk to when i’m in the zone.”
“that’s alright. rather that than you be lonely.”
yup. if it weren’t for the fact that the man next to you was leagues ahead, you’d ask for his number right then and there.
but you had to say, he was good company. bakugo watched over your station when you had to take a break to visit the restroom and brought you treats from the buffet to keep you from starving. he only ever strayed away from the area for a long period of time when he got roped into a quick dance with his cousin, but came back immediately after with scuffs on his shoes and a frown on his face.
bakugo also couldn’t help but stare when the newly weds came to visit you, joyfully beaming at how well you seemed to paint the two and their chosen background. yes, they were going to put this in a spot in their home where everyone could see and yes, they were going to pay you far more than your usual rates.
as his cousin was off giggling with you regarding the painting, her spouse couldn’t help but elbow him in the ribs. “you’ve been spending an awful long time with her. thought you came to watch us get married, not flirt with the cute painter.”
“relax-” bakugo hissed. “just keeping her company, that’s all.”
he was met with a drawn out “sure…” before quickly departing back to the dance floor with most of the guests in tow.
bakugo was stuck by your side the rest of the night. not that you minded, of course, but you felt a little bad for stealing his attention away from the event. he was nice, funny at times when needed, fun to talk to, and it all tied together in a little bow of his attractiveness. if a pro-hero went out of his way to talk to you of all people and was respectful about it, then you weren’t going to be opposed.
as the night came to a close and you began to pack up after announcing to the couple you’d finish up the fine details at home and allow the painting to dry before sending it their way, bakugo hesitantly took a spare of your business card and fished around for a pen to write his number on the back of it before handing it over. “here. call me. or text me. whatever you're comfortable with.”
your hand trembled slightly as you took the card from him, now decorated in his contact information right behind your’s. “thank you, but i’m sure i won’t be in peril any time soon. i could have just looked up your agency’s number online-”
“no,” he shook his head. dense, you were. incredibly dense. “it’s my phone number.”
“i know. i could have just looked it up.” you didn’t want to make assumptions. or make him uncomfortable.
he wanted to rip his hair out.
“no. my number. my personal cell phone number. on my phone. do i need to make it any clearer to you? i would like for us to meet sometime again. for lunch or something. i enjoyed my time with you tonight.”
oh.
“okay, thank you…” you smiled at him. “i’ll message you and we can work something out. i’m free all of next week.”
score.
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“eijiro, i’m telling you, you need to have her at your wedding,” bakugo had his fork gripped tightly in his hand as he pointed it at his friend over lunch at some hole-in-the-wall place they frequented.
“chill…” the red head laughed as he took a bite out of his own food. “mina and i just started preparations, but i’ll be sure to bring it up to her.”
“good. but make sure it’s her. not some other extra painting at your wedding. she’s good at what she does. got me all smiley n’shit last night.”
“yeah? sounds like you got a thing for her, man.”
“maybe i do. maybe i don’t. but she deserves to be a part of the day. and i know mina likes cute shit like that.”
“alright, jeez! i’ll have your little crush paint at my wedding. i’ll tip her real good too if she manages to tame your ass,” kirishima put his fork down.
