A/n: I did a BNHA one, so thought I should do a HQ one<3 and also! Thank you for 100 followers, I’ll try updating more often:3
Ah, the classic wall pinning. How sweet and romantic as well as suggestive it is- Well, would be, if it wasn’t for the fact that your head just smacked the wall, all because your lovely boyfriend was to nervous to realize how much strength put into his hands. Now he is blubbering out apologies as you are cradling him and telling him everything is fine and you are not seriously injured. All’s well it ends well, right?
A/n: I did a BNHA one, so thought I should do a HQ one<3 and also! Thank you for 100 followers, I'll try updating more often:3
Ah, the classic wall pinning. How sweet and romantic as well as suggestive it is- Well, would be, if it wasn’t for the fact that your head just smacked the wall, all because your lovely boyfriend was to nervous to realize how much strength put into his hands. Now he is blubbering out apologies as you are cradling him and telling him everything is fine and you are not seriously injured. All’s well it ends well, right?
Oh boy, when this boy learned that this had become a trend all across social media, he was all over it. Leaning against the wall to rest after running? Arms automatically lock you in place. Resting on the bleachers after a hard day of school and no manager duties? Newly formed bruise you get to show your parents. You cannot escape this man and it keeps becoming more and more frequent until you have had enough. You’re done being the nice person. So, during his break time at his next volleyball practice, you take it upon yourself to show him just how annoying it is. You walk up to him as he’s talking with his back against the wall, take a quick breath, bring your arms up, and- BAM! He is now cornered by you, at a loss of words as blush creeps up his neck. This is when you know you succeeded and won this battle.
He is oblivious that this is a trend, nor does he care to know what is trending. He’s always been like that, and you love him for it. So it comes out of nowhere when you are blocked by his forearms, your eyes meeting his, showing how surprised you were by the sudden intrusion- not that you minded. Quite frankly, you love when hes this close and intimate with you. He averted his eyes and let his arms fall to his sides, the slightest bit of blush showing on his cheeks. He apologized and explained that a strand volleyball was coming at you and he wanted to make sure you don’t get hurt by it. Although a little sad about the fact that he didn’t do it just to do it, you’re heart swells at the thought of him wanting to protect you.
This mf is up to date with all the trends. He is just all-knowing like that. So, when he sees that wall pinning is coming back, he is one of the first to hop on it. But he wants- no, needs it to be perfect. It has to be smooth, eloquent, and look like it wasn’t planned. So brainstorms an idea that night, and the following morning, he sweetly asks to accompany you to class, his books strangely no where in sight. He’s telling you about his last match, which you could not attend due to a cold even though you would of if he hadn’t insisted that you rest when someone harshly bumps in to him, causing his body to turn and his arms to go up to catch himself. He opens his eyes looks down, being greeted by your blushing face as you hold your books to your chest, your eyes wide and your mouth tightly sealed. He chuckles and leans his head down, kissing your forehead while complimenting your adorableness.
Warnings: Talk of self-hate, slight cussing, gn! reader, poor body image, self-indulgement
A/n: I'm backkk~ sorry I've been absent. But this post is inspired by God Must Hate Me by Catie Turner, a song I've been addicted to lately- Do enjoy!
Kirishima Eiji:
Kirishima could never understand how you could feel like about yourself
You, the most beautiful human he has ever encountered, discouraged and upset with your body
But, he knows how it feels because he also went through body images
So when he notices when you are feeling insecure (wearing larger hoodies, staring at others a second too long, gripping at parts you hate of yourself with a sad look, etc.) He tries to put a stop to it
Sometimes it's distracting you with stuff you like and telling you about his day and asking you if you would like to watch a movie with him or do something you enjoy
Other times it's with words of affirmation
Telling you that you may not see it, but you are so beautiful, marks and all
And he knows it's gonna take you a while to love yourself as much as he loves you
But he's glad to be there every step of the way
Shinsou Hitoshi:
Shinsou is a little more lost when it comes to this topic
He's not very, err, good at comforting people
Especially when it's something so vulnerable
This doesn't mean he doesn't care about you!
But his form of comfort is having you let it out
Tell him what you think is wrong or what you hate oh so much
He will listen to every single word
Because he's good at it
And after, he will hold you in his arms and slightly rock himself back and forth
He knows that this way won't help very much
But he also knows that you need to get it all out
That you need someone to listen to you
(He also whispers sweet nothings in your ears as he holds you, telling you how much he loves you and appreciates you not for your body, but just for you being you)
Bakugou Katsuki:
He... He is so mean
Not to you, but to the fact that you could hate yourself
YOU! The person he let stand by him through all of it
The person who he would take a bullet for
Hating themselves??
Not possible.
He will stop you when he sees you acting how you do when insecure
Now, he's not good with words-
Obviously
But he will do anything to stop you from thinking about it
Usually either making you your favorite sweets and putting on your favorite move and wrapping you in his arms.
Or just holding you.
Wrapping you in the blanket that smells like him, giving you the plushy of him that you indulged in, and giving you his hoodie to wear (he buys certain hoodies sizes too big just for you.)
Because he may not fully understand why you think this, but he also knows that feeling of having no one there when you are feeling insecure and hurt
He does not wish it upon you.
Midoriya Izuku:
Ah, the cinnamon roll
He is somewhat like Kirishima in the understanding of these insecurities
Because he bares scars that although he tells everyone that they are battle scars, he hates
So, he's on it whenever he sees you being insecure
He's observant, and knows right when it happens in the sudden shift of your voice and the way you still and lower your eyes
Now, he knows you can't just "fix" insecurities
So, he will be sure that once you are out of class or can be pulled away from your friends, that you are in a safe place
He'll look you in the eyes and ask what's wrong
Sometimes you'll tell him, other times you'll just break down
He'll comfort you with his sweet words and soft tone
But also hint in there that these thoughts aren't true
a/n: I wrote this, at, like, 3 in the morning and forgot about it, but here’s some crack, lovelies.
Deku, Iida, and Tamaki would be awkward about it. They were definitely dared to. They’d also wouldn’t be able to make eye contact with you and would probably resemble a tomato.
Motherfu- Bakugou and Monoma would be so aggressive about it. You are definitely gonna have a bruise somewhere on your body after. They are so cocky about it, tho. It’d be funny… If it didn’t hurt.
Todoroki and Tokoyami did it perfectly. Well, at least it would have been, if they weren’t staring at you like that. No, it’s not perverted. No, it’s not creepy. It was an emotionless stare and, quite frankly, you are VERY uncomfortable.
Sero, Mina, and Denki are grinning like crazy people. But, they are just so proud that they can pin their baby against the wall. Please praise them, it’s all they ask.
Momo and Shinsou, one a goddess and one who is most likely addicted to social media, did it perfectly. Like, scarily perfect. You were most definitely left a blushing mess. Also, possibly, a little really unsatisfied.
Kick him. Kick Mineta if he does this. We won’t judge you. I’ll even reward you.
Oh Shoji. Poor, poor Shoji. It must be so awkward, but you hug him for his efforts. He thinks it was worth it.
Hagakure tried. She really, really did. But she should have seen it coming. I mean, who wouldn’t try to hit person, that you didn’t even know was there, that touched you without you knowing they were there. You apologized profusely afterwards and gave her tons of kisses
a/n: I wrote this, at, like, 3 in the morning and forgot about it, but here’s some crack, lovelies.
Deku, Iida, and Tamaki would be awkward about it. They were definitely dared to. They'd also wouldn't be able to make eye contact with you and would probably resemble a tomato.
Motherfu- Bakugou and Monoma would be so aggressive about it. You are definitely gonna have a bruise somewhere on your body after. They are so cocky about it, tho. It'd be funny... If it didn't hurt.
Todoroki and Tokoyami did it perfectly. Well, at least it would have been, if they weren't staring at you like that. No, it's not perverted. No, it's not creepy. It was an emotionless stare and, quite frankly, you are VERY uncomfortable.
Sero, Mina, and Denki are grinning like crazy people. But, they are just so proud that they can pin their baby against the wall. Please praise them, it's all they ask.
Momo and Shinsou, one a goddess and one who is most likely addicted to social media, did it perfectly. Like, scarily perfect. You were most definitely left a blushing mess. Also, possibly, a little really unsatisfied.
Kick him. Kick Mineta if he does this. We won't judge you. I'll even reward you.
Oh Shoji. Poor, poor Shoji. It must be so awkward, but you hug him for his efforts. He thinks it was worth it.
Hagakure tried. She really, really did. But she should have seen it coming. I mean, who wouldn't try to hit person, that you didn't even know was there, that touched you without you knowing they were there. You apologized profusely afterwards and gave her tons of kisses
A/N: this may not be canon, but it's just a thought on my crusty baby-
When Shigaraki first got his quirk, he had no idea what was going on. The person who told him suddenly disappeared, and his parents were horrified. They called him a monster, running away. Poor little Shiggy had no idea what was going on. Everyone who knew about his quirk called him horrible names. Monster being most common, an, you know what? By the time he was found on the streets, all he could think is, "I'm a monster. I'm a horrible monster. A murderer."
Warnings: Comfort, hints at depression, self-indulgent, Kirishima cuddles, gn! reader
Word Count: 758
You haven't showered in days. Your sweatshirt, which isn't even really yours, has begun to smell, and your stomach is getting mad at you for only feeding it small snacks. Currently wrapped in your favorite blanket while snuggling a plushie you got from your boyfriend, you definitely did not have the motivation to move. Grabbing your phone and earbuds, you lay down and put one of the buds in, playing your favorite comfort audio to stop yourself from having another breakdown. The soothing voice of your favorite character comes through, and you can't help but close your eyes, the exhaustion hitting you.
You hear a grunt and a low, "Fuck." Come from the end of the bed. This wakes you up and as you open your eyes, you are greeted with the sight of Kirishima holding his foot. You smile and open your arms to him. He looks up at you and grins, crawling on top of you. His hair isn't gelled today, which gives you the opportunity to run your hands through his hair. You don't talk, not really wanting to start a conversation. And luckily, Kirishima seems to have caught on to that. The silence is nice, you realize, and Kirishima's hair feels extremely soft right now. Maybe he showered today? You look around the room and notice a bag sitting on the little table in the center. Written on it was your favorite takeout shop. Did he bring you food, too? Now that you think about it, you are feeling a little hungry. Quietly, you ask, "Did you bring us food, Kiri?" He smiles at you so sweetly you almost melt.
"Of course, honey boo. Do you want me to get it for you?" You nod to answer his question. You free your hands from his hair and wait patiently as he gets up and grabs the bag. You put one of your earbuds in and click play on the audio that you fell asleep to. Kirishima pays it no mind, sitting next to you and getting his food before giving you yours. You eat slowly, not wanting to scarf it down and get a stomach ache. Kirishima watches you, happy that he got you to eat real food since he heard from some of the others that you've been locked up in here, only coming down to grab snacks. Apparently, it got so bad that you even refused Bakugou who offered to cook for you. You finish about half the plate before you recap it and stuff it back into the bag. You grab your plushie and wait for Kirishima to finish, leaning against his shoulder. You're still so exhausted even though you took a nap.
Kirishima places his empty container into the bag and sets it on the side table to be put away later. As he turns to you, he notices your eyes are closed. "Baby?" He calls out softly. You hum, telling him that you're listening, "Why don't we go shower? And then we can come back and watch a movie. I heard the new movie with your favorite actor was released on Netflix." You ponder it, not wanting to get up but knowing that you should. Kirishima calmly waits for your response. He's always been so patient with you when you got in these moods.
"Yeah, okay, sure." Your answer puts a smile on his face and he moves the blankets off you, helping you stand up and leading you to the connected bathroom.
"Do you want my help?" You know he's not asking in a sexual manner. He never does. And you're glad for that.
"Please." Is all you say. You undress yourself and wait in the shower as Kirishima does the same. He washes your hair and body with love, and also helps you dry off and get into clean clothes. His sweatshirt and a pair of your UA sweatpants, to be exact. You hated how dependent you were on him at these times, but you know that you wouldn't be able to do any of this at all without him. You were grateful that he put up with you. That he put up with this.
You lay back down on the bed and wait for Kirishima to get comfortable on top of you before combing your figures through his hair as he flicks on the TV. Putting on your comfort show and covering himself, as well as your legs, with the blanket, he sets the remote aside. Your fingers always did feel nice combing through his hair.
Warnings: Comfort, hints at depression, self-indulgent, Kirishima cuddles, gn! reader
Word Count: 758
You haven't showered in days. Your sweatshirt, which isn't even really yours, has begun to smell, and your stomach is getting mad at you for only feeding it small snacks. Currently wrapped in your favorite blanket while snuggling a plushie you got from your boyfriend, you definitely did not have the motivation to move. Grabbing your phone and earbuds, you lay down and put one of the buds in, playing your favorite comfort audio to stop yourself from having another breakdown. The soothing voice of your favorite character comes through, and you can't help but close your eyes, the exhaustion hitting you.
You hear a grunt and a low, "Fuck." Come from the end of the bed. This wakes you up and as you open your eyes, you are greeted with the sight of Kirishima holding his foot. You smile and open your arms to him. He looks up at you and grins, crawling on top of you. His hair isn't gelled today, which gives you the opportunity to run your hands through his hair. You don't talk, not really wanting to start a conversation. And luckily, Kirishima seems to have caught on to that. The silence is nice, you realize, and Kirishima's hair feels extremely soft right now. Maybe he showered today? You look around the room and notice a bag sitting on the little table in the center. Written on it was your favorite takeout shop. Did he bring you food, too? Now that you think about it, you are feeling a little hungry. Quietly, you ask, "Did you bring us food, Kiri?" He smiles at you so sweetly you almost melt.
"Of course, honey boo. Do you want me to get it for you?" You nod to answer his question. You free your hands from his hair and wait patiently as he gets up and grabs the bag. You put one of your earbuds in and click play on the audio that you fell asleep to. Kirishima pays it no mind, sitting next to you and getting his food before giving you yours. You eat slowly, not wanting to scarf it down and get a stomach ache. Kirishima watches you, happy that he got you to eat real food since he heard from some of the others that you've been locked up in here, only coming down to grab snacks. Apparently, it got so bad that you even refused Bakugou who offered to cook for you. You finish about half the plate before you recap it and stuff it back into the bag. You grab your plushie and wait for Kirishima to finish, leaning against his shoulder. You're still so exhausted even though you took a nap.
Kirishima places his empty container into the bag and sets it on the side table to be put away later. As he turns to you, he notices your eyes are closed. "Baby?" He calls out softly. You hum, telling him that you're listening, "Why don't we go shower? And then we can come back and watch a movie. I heard the new movie with your favorite actor was released on Netflix." You ponder it, not wanting to get up but knowing that you should. Kirishima calmly waits for your response. He's always been so patient with you when you got in these moods.
"Yeah, okay, sure." Your answer puts a smile on his face and he moves the blankets off you, helping you stand up and leading you to the connected bathroom.
"Do you want my help?" You know he's not asking in a sexual manner. He never does. And you're glad for that.
"Please." Is all you say. You undress yourself and wait in the shower as Kirishima does the same. He washes your hair and body with love, and also helps you dry off and get into clean clothes. His sweatshirt and a pair of your UA sweatpants, to be exact. You hated how dependent you were on him at these times, but you know that you wouldn't be able to do any of this at all without him. You were grateful that he put up with you. That he put up with this.
You lay back down on the bed and wait for Kirishima to get comfortable on top of you before combing your figures through his hair as he flicks on the TV. Putting on your comfort show and covering himself, as well as your legs, with the blanket, he sets the remote aside. Your fingers always did feel nice combing through his hair.
Warnings: Comfort, hints at depression, self-indulgent, Kirishima cuddles, gn! reader
Word Count: 758
You haven't showered in days. Your sweatshirt, which isn't even really yours, has begun to smell, and your stomach is getting mad at you for only feeding it small snacks. Currently wrapped in your favorite blanket while snuggling a plushie you got from your boyfriend, you definitely did not have the motivation to move. Grabbing your phone and earbuds, you lay down and put one of the buds in, playing your favorite comfort audio to stop yourself from having another breakdown. The soothing voice of your favorite character comes through, and you can't help but close your eyes, the exhaustion hitting you.
You hear a grunt and a low, "Fuck." Come from the end of the bed. This wakes you up and as you open your eyes, you are greeted with the sight of Kirishima holding his foot. You smile and open your arms to him. He looks up at you and grins, crawling on top of you. His hair isn't gelled today, which gives you the opportunity to run your hands through his hair. You don't talk, not really wanting to start a conversation. And luckily, Kirishima seems to have caught on to that. The silence is nice, you realize, and Kirishima's hair feels extremely soft right now. Maybe he showered today? You look around the room and notice a bag sitting on the little table in the center. Written on it was your favorite takeout shop. Did he bring you food, too? Now that you think about it, you are feeling a little hungry. Quietly, you ask, "Did you bring us food, Kiri?" He smiles at you so sweetly you almost melt.
"Of course, honey boo. Do you want me to get it for you?" You nod to answer his question. You free your hands from his hair and wait patiently as he gets up and grabs the bag. You put one of your earbuds in and click play on the audio that you fell asleep to. Kirishima pays it no mind, sitting next to you and getting his food before giving you yours. You eat slowly, not wanting to scarf it down and get a stomach ache. Kirishima watches you, happy that he got you to eat real food since he heard from some of the others that you've been locked up in here, only coming down to grab snacks. Apparently, it got so bad that you even refused Bakugou who offered to cook for you. You finish about half the plate before you recap it and stuff it back into the bag. You grab your plushie and wait for Kirishima to finish, leaning against his shoulder. You're still so exhausted even though you took a nap.
Kirishima places his empty container into the bag and sets it on the side table to be put away later. As he turns to you, he notices your eyes are closed. "Baby?" He calls out softly. You hum, telling him that you're listening, "Why don't we go shower? And then we can come back and watch a movie. I heard the new movie with your favorite actor was released on Netflix." You ponder it, not wanting to get up but knowing that you should. Kirishima calmly waits for your response. He's always been so patient with you when you got in these moods.
"Yeah, okay, sure." Your answer puts a smile on his face and he moves the blankets off you, helping you stand up and leading you to the connected bathroom.
"Do you want my help?" You know he's not asking in a sexual manner. He never does. And you're glad for that.
"Please." Is all you say. You undress yourself and wait in the shower as Kirishima does the same. He washes your hair and body with love, and also helps you dry off and get into clean clothes. His sweatshirt and a pair of your UA sweatpants, to be exact. You hated how dependent you were on him at these times, but you know that you wouldn't be able to do any of this at all without him. You were grateful that he put up with you. That he put up with this.
You lay back down on the bed and wait for Kirishima to get comfortable on top of you before combing your figures through his hair as he flicks on the TV. Putting on your comfort show and covering himself, as well as your legs, with the blanket, he sets the remote aside. Your fingers always did feel nice combing through his hair.
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