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holiday hero party ✧.*

kirishima x reader

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summary: you meet red riot at a party, a lot of flirting, some back story monologue. bakugo and kaminari come make fun of him. you save him.

i love thinking about flirty but also himbo-ish kiri.. he’s just trying his best ♡︎♡︎

every year the hero association would hold a party for the top hero’s in each country. this year it being held in france. in your country your country you were celebrated, thought of highly. you gained the name ‘queen’ by some of your fans. choosing to be humble, you would laugh off whenever your nickname came up.

so here you were, finishing up your look. wearing a dangerous long dress that paired your skin tone well. pairing it with lots of jewelry. you looked stunning.

arriving at the party, you recognized many people. it was going to be a long night.

it was an hour into the party, feeling utterly exhausted. saying far too many ‘hello’s and ‘thanks you’s for your own good.

some what overwhelmed you made your way over to the bar you stoped dead in your tracks when you ran into a solid wall. looking up you realized it wasn’t a wall but a man..

“oh my gosh i’m so sorry!” you blurted out stumbling backwards to create space.

“no worries pretty girl..” he said staring down at you, charming smile printed on his face. looking up you came to realize it was red riot. you read the events that happened to his class in highschool and always kept track of him since. recently you saw that he saved a pregnant woman from several bullets just by standing infront of her.

you stared at him not knowing what to say. starting to feel vulnerable under the weight of his eyes, you chose to stand tall. remembering who you were you gained some confidence in yourself.

“red riot..right?” you asked him tilting your head his way. you watched as he wore a shocked expression for a minute before a smile replaced his face once again.

“the queen knows of me? i must be blessed!” he laughed out. you cringed at his words. you didn’t like that he thought of you like that, let alone that he also knew who you were.

instantly picking up on your change in demeanor he saved your conversation, “oh you don’t like your little nick name?” he chuckled out, fixing his posture slightly.

“no no i don’t mind it, it’s just i see you as my equal… not like my fan..” you giggled, suddenly feeling very hot.

“let me buy you a drink.” he said before taking your hand and leading you to the bar. you gasped at how charming he was. you felt like you were running behind him as he lead you with large strides.

as you sat down at the bar with him, you took a moment to take him in. staring at his body that was clothed in an all black tux, black dress shoes. if you looked closely there was red accents all across him. very minimal.

he caught your attention with his words “i am a fan by the way.” he said while turning to face you. his confidence shook you slightly.

“is that right?” you questioned him further.

“i saw you on the news in highschool… when you saved that bridge from falling.. is it true you did that while walking home from school? if it is i admire you for being so strong seriously!” he commended you with flushed cheeks. his eyes telling the story that you lived.

you took a second to respond to him, sipping on the drink he payed for. “well yea i guess.. i was walking home from school and someone had a quirk awakening on the bridge. i heard the explosion before i saw one of the beams coming down. i just kinda thought that if i had the power to save them, that’s what i should do..” you realized you rambled to far on and then grew shy waiting for his response.

when you looked back at him you realized that he seriously wasn’t joking about admiring you.

“that’s so fucking cool.” he said before changing his focus to the drink infront of him. as he sipped it you watched his adam’s apple move in his throat. slowly your eyes wandered to all of him.

you decided to make a remark, hoping to see where you actually stood with him. “ok this is going to sounds crazy…” you started. “around the time that i gained some traction from my acts, i saw you on the news.. when your class had all those things happen. i’ve always kept an eye on you since…” you finished.

the look on his face was priceless, shock and disbelief that slowly morphed into curiosity. questioning you he said “you’ve been keeping track on me?”

“i would be lying if i said no.” your drink making its way into your system, surging some needed confidence and energy into you.

“must be my lucky night.” he paused before saying “prettiest girl in the room keeps tabs on me..” before he took his drink into his mouth, eyes never leaving you.

you gasped at his words, suddenly you felt light.

“are you flirting with me?” you asked him with a giggle.

“yes. i am.” he said comfortably, stating his truth. “or at least im trying. im not very good at it.” giggling with you.

“well whatever your doing i think its working” you said reaching for your drink once again. only to realize it was emptied out. frowning slightly at without realizing.

“here,” he signaled over the bartender and ordered you a second drink. also getting you a water. his charisma was overwhelming.

“thank you.” you mumbled out before sipping on your drink again.

the silence over took you once again. you realized how easy it was to talk to him. you really liked him being around you. almost too much, a concerning amount.

“what can i call you? if i can’t call you queen?” he said leaning over to you, you felt the tension change slightly.

“just call me y/n.” you stated.

“how about princess?” he asked softly, lowering himself to your ear. you couldn’t form words. stuttering to a reply, you said.

“you can call me whatever you want.” you said, weakly. soon after your response you started cringing at yourself. bringing yourself to a giggle yet again.

“i’m sorry i can’t take myself seriously!” you laughed out, he laughed with you. “what should i call you red riot?” you asked him.

“just call me ejirou.” he said leaning back in his chair, you noticed his legs fall apart slightly.

you jumped in place when a loud voice boomed behind you.

“kirishima my guy! holy shit no way.” you turned to find a yellow haired man paired with the more popular pro hero dynamight. they closed in on the two of you. making their way to stand behind the two of you. you turned in your chair.

you noticed kirishimas face, it was full of agony.

“this is fucking halarious” the explosive one said. you knew his name was bakugou. but to be honest you were too afraid to call him by his name.

“what’s so funny?” you asked the two standing next to you.

“kirishima here has had a crush on you since highschool. so it’s kinda hard to think your sitting here with him at a holiday party.” the yellow haired once laughed out.

kirishima flushed at their remarks. you noticed all of it. they were obviously close to eachother.

“the queen and red riot, a dream come true.” bakugou laughed out. taunting his friend.

“this is so embarrassing.” kirishima shrugged into his hands.

coming to his rescue you said “well.. funny enough as it is. ive been harboring a crush on red riot for a while.” you shrugged nonchalantly.

bakugou and yellow hairs face dropped into shock. kirishima along with them.

“i’m not trying to be rude but me and ejirou were just about to leave.” you stood up and grabbed his hand. urging him in silence to follow your lead.

“it was nice to meet you two.” you said calmly before dragging him away from the men and to the exit.

after a silent trip to the coat rack and out the door. you finally made your way outside. the cold air frosting over you.

“you really are my hero, princess.” he said from behind you, you turned to meet his eyes.

“it’s no problem. and i meant what i said so.” you watched the air get sucked out of his lungs. taking in his expression, he really was handsome.

“can i take you out sometime princess? like without my friends coming to embarrass me, just me and you.” he smiled softly, praying you would say yes.

years ago this was your dream. funny how things work out like this.

“yes i would like that a lot, ejirou.”

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thinking about making a part two when you hard launch, maybe even starting a family. the worlds favorite hero family ♡︎♡︎

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Playing in the Snow with Uraraka

Day 8 of 25 days of Fluffmas (Masterlist)

Word Count: 720

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You and Uraraka were sitting in the classroom when she brought up playing in the snow for the first time. “No, I've never done it.” You had said in a passing conversation. Uraraka was appalled, in all the time she’s known you as a friend and as her partner she’s never known that fact about you. For her it was a staple for winter, it simply wasn’t the holiday season until you built a snowman or a snow fort while you had a snowfight. She made it a promise to herself that the next time it snowed she would make you play in it.

She kept her promise. As soon as at least three feet of snow appeared on the floor, she was knocking on your door. “First of all,” You said looking lovingly at Uraraka, she stood at your door, at 6 am on a weekend, in a full baby pink snowsuit, a snow coat, snow boots, and hat and mittens, she had a scarf in hand that you assumed she was going to put on when you got outside. “This whole outfit is adorable, I hope you got one for me to match.” As you finished the sentence she was pulling out everything in your favorite color. “Second of all, Don’t people our age just brave the cold with jeans and a coat.”

“You need the full experience of being so bundled up you can barely move.” She said confidently, putting her hands on her hips.

“Right right, of course.” You nodded, taking your set from her. “So do I put this on now? Because I don’t think you thought about the fact that we’re on the top floor all the way through at the moment.” You could see as she thought for a moment before saying it adds to the experience. You asked why at 6 am, it’s not like the snow is going anywhere. She said she was mimicking the feeling of a snow day, waking up early in the morning, expecting to go to school, watching the tv waiting for the announcer to call your school name out. Being too excited about being able to play in the soft fluff of cold all day that you go outside as soon as your parents let you. 

“I think I’m too tired to play in the snow, that was a workout.” You said finally reaching outdoors. The several layers of clothes almost made it hard to breathe. 

“Nope, first things first is a snowman. It’s a classic, as a kid I made so many snowmen. Tried to make them as tall as I could.” You watched as she started to make a snowball, almost laughing at how comical it was with how far she had to bend down to roll it in the snow to make it bigger. You mimicked her movements, starting one of your own and doing it three more times. You had made the first snowman of your life, and you were in awe of how out of breath you were. You were amazed that someone training to be a hero could be this out of breath from playing in the snow.

Uraraka wasn’t done, insisting that next was a snow fort. You huffed, your breath creating shapes in the cold winter  air as you do so, tired at just the thought of more manual labor. Doing the same as before and forming a large mass of snow in one area, you began to sculpt it into what was an attempt at a wall. You laughed as you looked at Uraraka’s wall and saw a perfectly smooth rectangle, with no imperfections in sight. You gave up during the snowball fight, learning that with her zero gravity quirk she clearly had the advantage. You fell back dramatically as one of the snowballs hit your chest, your arms and legs splaying out in a starfish. Uraraka bounded over, mimicking your form by your side. You did as she said as she told you to move your arms and legs back and forth, smiling fondly and she excitedly yelled snow angels.

You sat in the middle of your snow angel, facing Uraraka as she did the same. “I appreciate this, this was really fun Urakaka.”

She smiled fondly as she took your gloved hand in hers, “Anytime.”

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Looking at Christmas Lights with Nejire

Day 7 of 25 days of Fluffmas (Masterlist)

Word Count: 712

A/N: Don't mind me as I post days 8, 9 and ten all today...

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You didn’t know where you were going when Nejire burst through the door and said to get ready, that you guys were going to be leaving in thirty minutes and were on a tight schedule. You were confused mostly because she said it was a date and it’s mostly been you planning them through the entirety of your relationship. She had never been one for planning, not liking to go on a schedule, preferring to go with the flow. You liked to have a plan for the dates, oftentimes needing to be somewhere by a certain time so it was up to you to keep track of it.

“So do I get to know where we're going? At 6 at night? In the cold no less.” You tried to cover your face as much as possible. The cold tickling your nose as you guys walked.

“Nope! It’s a surprise! Now hurry up, we have to be there quickly!” She grabbed your hand and took off running.

You slipped a few times as you tried to keep up with her but never actually fell, “What’s going on Nej? You’re usually not as put together as this, no offense or anything.”

“Oh none taken! It’s a special occasion so I want it to be perfect.” She never looked back as she talked, only keeping her eyes forward. She really was acting strange. You wracked your mind as you thought of anything you might've missed. You’ve only been dating for a short while so it couldn’t have been an anniversary, unless she wanted to celebrate 7 months and 21 days. It wasn’t her birthday, that was October 6th. It wasn’t your birthday. You really were confused.

She had finally slowed down and was walking at a leisurely pace while she swung your hands back and forth like a child. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going?” You asked, adding momentum to your swinging hands.

“Nope! Because we’re already here.” She said, beaming at you.

You looked around for a bit confused, “We’re here? Is it just a walk? Why were you in such a hurry?”

She didn’t say anything as she led you guys into the middle of a park. You didn’t mind the walk at all, but she acted as if it’s life and death. Reaching the gazebo at the center of the park, you leaned on a bar looking out at the park. “Now we’re not even walking.” You said jokingly. She shushed you as you finished talking. You guys sat in silence for about ten minutes, Nejire looking at her phone every so often. The longer this night progressed the more confused you got.

As soon as the clock reached 8:00 you watched as all of the lights in the park turned on. You gasped in shock and awe of the beauty. Strings of lights, reaching out from the gazebo in search of something to hug, finding purchase of the lamp posts ten feet away. Swirling down in strips of red and white like candy canes. The grass glowing in reds and greens from the lights draped over bushes like blankets. Neon lights of a winter wonderland scene coming to life before your very eyes, feeling like you were transported into a Christmas movie you would watch with your family. The scene almost brought tears to your eyes as you looked over at the most beautiful thing of all, Nejire. The way the lights reflected in her eyes and bounced off the lavender of her hair made her seem like the Angel you would put at the top of a Christmas tree, wanting it to be the center of attention, because for you, she was. 

She was at the center of your revolving world, watching as things come and go but she remains the same. A constant in the storm of life, something to anchor you as the waves raged on. She looked back at you in the same way. You might not have been dating for long but you knew at this moment that you wanted her around for forever, or at least for as long as she wanted you around but you had a feeling she felt the same way as she whispered an ‘I love you’.

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Gingerbread House Contest with Mirio

Day 7 of 25 day of Fluffmas (Masterlist)

Word count: 1.1k

A/N: This one is just short and cute :)

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It was a weekend when you were hanging out with Nejire and Tamaki, usually your lovely boyfriend Mirio would be with you guys but he left saying he had something important to do. He didn’t give you time to question him before he took off and you were curious about what he was doing. One moment you were all together and the next he was taking off. It was about three hours later when he burst back through the door holding shopping bags.

“Gingerbread house contest!” He yelled. You looked at him and gestured to elaborate as that was a super vague thing to say, “We should have a gingerbread house contest. We each decorate a house and then see who’s better! I already bought the stuff for it.”

“I don’t want to do that, it seems messy.” Tamaki muttered from your bed where he was lounging.

“I’m down, it seems fun!” Nejire chirped from her spot next to you on the floor. Soon she was up and looking through the bags in Mirio’s hands.

“Sorry Nejire, this is just between me and my lovely partner! You and Tamaki are the judges so that way we won’t be biased towards our own houses.” He pulled the bags away from the curious girl.

“So, let me get this straight, you got up in the middle of hanging out with us to go buy supplies for not one, but two gingerbread houses all before even checking if I wanted to do that?” You asked. He nodded eagerly in response, excited to start this little contest. “You know me so well, come on let's go!” You said taking some of the bags from him and heading down to the kitchen, “We’ll come get you two as soon as we’re done, want it to be anonymous after all!”

“Just so you know, we may be dating but that doesn’t mean I’m going to go easy on you.” He said as he walked by. He took the bags back that you had snatched from his hand trying to be gentlemanly but not letting his partner carry the “heavy” bags. You had to remind him that you were also training to be a pro hero so they weren’t that heavy. “I got pretty much everything we need…I think. I’ve never made gingerbread houses so I think I got everything. I watched a few videos so I got the standard kits you can buy and then extra stuff.” 

As he talked he pulled everything out of the bags, there were two standard gingerbread kits (the same one to the playing field was even), extra frosting, sugar (you didn’t have the heart to tell him the dorms already had sugar), more candy and finally hot chocolate. The last one wasn’t to help with the house but to drink while you did it.

“Okay so are we putting a time limit on anything? Or just until we feel good about it?” You asked, separating some of the stuff and moving it to the main counter for more space.

“Whatever you wanna do sugar.” He said beaming, “Get it? Because you’re holding the sugar?” He snickered to himself as you set the sugar down.

“I got it Miri, it was clever, very cute.”  You said, cupping his face and giving him a quick peck on the lips, “Alright first things first I want hot chocolate since you bought it.” He agreed and you got to work making the hot chocolate while he got everything set up. It was about 10 minutes later when you were ready to start. You agreed to terms beforehand, you wouldn’t look at each other’s until you were done and you wouldn’t deliberately sabotage each other either.

It was about 30 minutes in before Mirio broke the silence, both of you working in concentration. “Man this is harder than I thought it’d be. How’s yours going?”

“You thought this was gonna be easy? Mine’s going fine, you better not be looking at it.” You said reaching for more gumdrops. You thought you were doing okay so far, it didn’t look terrible. You had built a few of these before. You knew Mirio had never done this before, “How’s yours turning out?”

“Not so good I don’t think. My gingerbread tenants didn’t make it. Well they did but they didn’t look good so I ate them.” You chuckled at his response, continuing with yours.

“So what I’m hearing is that I have this in the bag?” You teased.

“I wouldn’t be so sure, I could turn this around, quick questions though, is there a way to scrape all the frosting off and start over?” At that you let out a full blown laugh, imagining how his is looking right now.

About an hour later you had finally texted Nejire that you guys were ready and that they could come down. “Hey! I was getting bored in your room, it's about time you were done!” Nejire said as she walked into the kitchen, you and Mirio were standing off to the side while your houses stood side by side.

“You didn’t have to stay in my room the entire time? You just couldn’t come into the kitchen. Did you go through the stuff in my room?” You asked, you didn’t have anything bad but man if she found some stuff you might’ve been embarrassed. 

“Only some of it.” She said sheepishly.

“She went through a lot.” Tamaki chimed in finally joining you guys in the kitchen, “It’s pretty obvious who the winner is. It’s Y/n.” Nejire nodded in agreement looking at the houses.

You nodded slowly, sucking your lips in. “You might want to point just to clarify.” You grumbled crossing your arms and looking away. You didn’t need to watch as they pointed to Mirios, your pride wounded.

“Hey I won!” Mirio exclaimed.

“What?!” Nejire and Tamaki said at the same time. You think that’s the loudest you’ve heard Tamaki talk.

“I don’t know, don’t look at me. I snuck away halfway through to get a glue gun because my pieces kept breaking. It started off so good too.” You put your head in your hands in shame. “Mirio ended up taking my extra pieces because I wasn’t using them.”

“Don’t put yourself down Y/n. I think yours looks great still!” Mirio patted your back in comfort as he talked.

“You’re only saying that because yours turned out so good. Let’s just eat them and forget this happened.” You started to move towards the counter.

“No offense Y/n but I don’t think yours is edible.” Nejire pointed out.

“Well obviously I meant Mirio’s!” You said defensively. The three of them gathered around and started to break pieces off of Mirio’s to eat, in the meantime you took yours and threw it in the trash, hopefully to never be seen again.

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Snowed in With Kirishima

Day 6 of 25 of 25 Days of Fluffmas (Masterlist)

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: This truthfully shouldn't have taken me three hours to write but I got distracted by One Piece.

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It was getting closer to the holidays so more and more people were choosing to go home on the weekends. Most people were leaving after school for the weekends, but you had decided to finish your homework and leave the following day. Kirishima had agreed saying it was the manly thing to do, and he wouldn’t wanna leave a friend all alone. You were both sitting in the common room, you were finishing up the last sheet of homework and Kirishima was mindlessly flipping through the tv for something to watch.

“Man it’s really coming down out there.” You noted from your spot at the coffee table. You had been glancing out the windows, watching the snowfall for the past few hours when you noticed it started to pile up at the windows. Your estimate was that it was at about three feet right now. “Hope everyone’s getting home okay. Do you think we’ll be able to leave tomorrow?” You turned to your companion, a little worried about going home.

Kirishima took a glance at the window before looking back at the tv, “Yeah I’m sure it’ll be fine, should be stopping any moment now.” You mumbled out okay as you got back to work.

It was about three hours later, you were now sitting on the couch by Kiri after settling on a random Christmas movie. You had finished your homework and had nothing better to do so you decided to hangout. You had forgotten about your worry with the snowfall, well until the power went out that is. You glanced over at Kiri with a deadpan expression, “No need to worry huh?”

“I’m sure it's not that bad!” He said sheepishly as he scratched the back of his neck. You were about to argue with him that the power had gone out, clearly it IS that bad when Aizawa walked into the common room.

“Sorry kids, the snow’s up to 10 feet and there’s no travel advised. You guys are stuck here until otherwise.” That’s all he gave you before he walked away, you assumed he was going to his room for the night.

You didn’t say anything as you slowly turned to look at Kirishima, who in turn, seemed to be looking at everything but you. “C’mon Kiri, it’s not very manly to avoid looking at me.”

He let out a deep sigh before looking at you, “Not cool man, not cool.”

You couldn’t keep a straight face as he looked at you, “I’m just kidding, but now you have to keep me entertained, so good luck with that. The dorms have back-up generators, sure, but that’s only for necessities like heating and some back up lights.”

He seemed to be thinking for a moment and you thought he was just going to turn you down and go to his room to sleep until the morning, it was pretty late after all. However he surprised you as he got up and said he might have a few board games from home. You waited as he ran up the stairs and got whatever board games he had. You didn’t mind what you did to pass the time but honestly board games was last on the list. You didn’t think anyone would’ve even had any.

“Alright! I have the game of life, battleship, monopoly and a deck of cards.” He listed the games off as he walked back into the room. You were about to question why he had these before he cut you off, seeming to read your mind. “We gather once or twice a month and play games. We play a mixture of board and video games. They just kinda get left in whatever room we played in last, it just happened to be mine.” 

You gasped in mock offense, “You guys have game nights and I’m not invited? I’m hurt Kiri.”

He tried to frantically explain before he realized you were joking, “Quit doin’ that, I can’t tell when you’re joking anymore. If you really want I’ll ask if you can join, though you might have to bring your own monopoly piece though. Bakugo keeps getting mad and tosses them out the window.” 

You opened your mouth to question it before deciding to just leave it alone. You started off with the deck of cards, playing solitaire and war before getting bored and moving onto battleship. Kiri wanted to stop playing battleships when he realized his strategy of lining his ships around the edges didn't work and you laughed at him for that one. You played the game of life and were baffled as to how he ended up with so many kids, he won on that alone. He ended up having to get a second car for all of his children, he even named all of them.

“How the hell did you land on Boardwalk AND Park Place on the first go around? AND you just happened to know not to buy anything else you landed on? I can see why Bakugo gets angry, you’re clearly cheating, weighted dice or something.” You had just started playing monopoly and you suspected Kiri was cheating…

“We’re using the same dice Y/n.”  You pursed your lips and looked to the side muttering about how you think he’s still cheating. “It’s just luck baby.” You stared at each other after he had said that, clearly something he hadn’t meant to say. You felt warm whether it’s embarrassment or something else you weren’t sure. “Sorry Kaminari says that a lot, I must’ve picked it up.” He said, suddenly interested in counting his monopoly money just to avoid looking at you. You could tell his face was about as red as his hair though.

“I had assumed you picked it up from him. Don’t worry.” You said trying to reassure him that it wasn’t that weird. You thought for a moment before deciding fuck it. “I didn’t hate it…” You trailed off.

“What?!” He yelled.

“What???” You exaggerated.

“What did you just say?” He asked.

“Nothing didn’t say anything, oh look I got doubles, go again.” You were about to roll again when Kiri took the dice from the board before you could grab them.

“If you’re saying what I think you’re saying then I agree.” He said vaguely.

“If you’re agreeing to what I think you’re agreeing to then I also agree.” You agreed.

“Okay cool so we’re in agreement. You can go again.” He said handing you your dice. You were confused as hell as to what was happening and you weren’t sure if Kiri knew either, but you finished your game and decided to put on a movie instead.

You guys sat closer on the couch to each other than before sitting in the seats next to each other rather than on opposite sides of the couch. Things like this continued the entire time you were snowed in together, doing things with each other and getting closer to each other.

It continued after everyone got back from their weekends at home, sitting next to each other when you typically wouldn’t have, eating lunch together, having private hangouts. This continued for months before Mina finally got you to hang out with her. She was very blunt and to the point when she asked if you two were dating. Truthfully you didn’t know how to answer her. “Yes?” You had hesitantly said. That seemed to set her off on  a tangent, albeit not a bad one, saying how you were both cowards for not addressing it and staying in a weird in between state.

The next day after your talk with Mina you two were hanging out in Kiri’s room watching a movie when he hit pause, “Can I ask you a question?” He suddenly turned to you and asked. You raised your eyebrows and hummed in response. “Are we…dating? Bakugo asked yesterday and I didn’t know the answer to be honest, I thought the answer was yes.” 

“Oh thank god you brought it up. I thought we were but then Mina talked to me about it yesterday and I realized the conversation we had was actually super confusing but I didn’t feel like clarifying at the moment.” You let out a sigh of relief as you turned to him. “Did you want to date? Because that’s what I meant.”

“Thank god because that’s what I meant.” He grabbed your hand and went back to the movie. 

You sat in silence for a moment just watching the movie and enjoying the feeling of his hand in yours before breaking the silence, “So if Bakugo and Mina hadn’t intervened, at what point do you think we would’ve clarified that on our own?”

He thought for a moment before answering, “When we got married? I’d say that’s clarification enough.” You hummed in agreement and continued your movie without another word.

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Decorating with Sero

Day 5 of 25 Days of Fluffmas (Masterlist)

Word count: 1.1k

A/N: Y'all I did not proof read this.

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You don’t remember how you got roped into doing the holiday decorating for the dorms. You remember Kaminari volunteering Sero, something about his tape making the job 50% easier, you weren’t really paying attention until he volunteered you as well. “And Y/n can help with the job!” is about when you tuned into the conversation at hand, confused as to why you of all people had to help. You didn’t say anything to disagree though just shrugging, “Do we even have any decorations? This is a new building, it’s not like anyone’s been here before us.” Everyone seemed to pale at the realization, for some reason not thinking about that before. That’s how you ended up shopping for decorations with Sero.

“I don’t understand why we have to buy them AND put them up. Kaminari better sleep with one eye open.” You grumbled, pulling your jacket closer to your body. It was freezing out and they sent you to go shopping, ridiculous. At least Momo gave you guys money for everything. Although if it’s for the dorms you think they should’ve been providing it. Bringing it up to Aizawa didn’t help something about how they aren’t obligated to decorate the dorms and how it was an optional thing.

“You really that bummed about spendin’ time with me?” Sero said jokingly as he nudged your shoulder.

“No, I could never. I’m just not a fan of Kaminari of all people telling me what to do.” You replied while rolling your eyes. You could never hate spending time with Sero, he was one of your best friends. Maybe you were also dating but no one needed to know that. “Do you think he volunteered us together for a reason?” You inquired.

“He thinks I have a crush on you so he’s trying to get us to spend time together so I’ll confess. How ridiculous is that?” He asked, taking your hand in his. You rolled your eyes at his antics. It was his idea to keep this a secret, he wanted to see how much he could talk about you before his friends (Denki and Mina) interfered. It didn’t take long for that to happen, Mina and Kaminari both started to “subtly” talk Sero up to you. If you weren’t already dating you weren’t sure if it would encourage you to date him or weird you out because half the time it just sounds like they want to date him. You almost had to tell Kaminari to back off a few times.

You spent about an hour shopping for various decorations, before arriving back at the dorms. You walked into the dorms expecting people to be there but to your surprise it was empty. You almost admired Mina and Kaminari’s dedication to setting up their friend. At this point you were waiting for them to just tell you that Sero liked you. 

“You know, we didn’t get anything that requires tape so you’re pretty much useless.” You said as you fished everything out of the bags. You laughed as Sero gasped dramatically talking about his own partner betraying him, “I’m just kidding you big baby, I need someone here to keep me entertained.”

“And who better to keep you entertained than your very own court jester.” He bowed dramatically as you shook your head and laughed.

“Yeah okay Romeo, hurry up and help me decorate. I just wanna go to your room and play a game or something.” You grabbed his arm, pulling him up from his bow and dragged him towards where the decorations had sat. “Most of this stuff just needs to be set out and put on shelves, they really should’ve specified what kind of decorations they wanted.” 

“Calm down my love, any time spent with you is time worth spending.” Sero wrapped his arms around you to keep you from running anywhere. You rolled your eyes as you held onto his arms as he swayed you back and forth asking when he became so poetic. “Well since you called me Romeo I figured I’d play the part.”

“Okay I’m calm, can we decorate now?”  You spun around in his arms looking at him as he hummed in thought. He released you as he said okay and started grabbing things. You started by spraying fake snow in the windows, after commenting on the chemical smell Sero took it from you and continued to do that. You decided to start by placing the tiny decorations on the tables and placing some in the kitchen as well. This continued for a while, occasionally commenting on the placement of something or saying why you didn’t know why you bought something in the first place, Sero commenting about how the monkey dressed as Santa was absolutely necessary even if it did cost half your budget. 

You stood in the middle of the common room after finishing decorating, Sero coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around you like before. “We did a really good job.” He commented, kissing the side of your head.

“Yeah we did.” You agreed, turning your head, you were going to give him a peck on the lips when that stupid monkey caught your eye. You eyed it in disgust, “Seriously, it’s three feet tall and hideous, did we really need it that bad?”

“Hey don’t insult Julio, he’s a part of our family now, you gotta learn to love him.” You continued to look at it in disgust as he talked about it, you commented about how that is not going to be the first edition to your family. “Awe so you do want to start a family, how thoughtful and romantic of you.” He gushed as he buried his head into your neck.

“Yeah yeah so romantic and thoughtful about how I don’t want a 3 foot monkey dressed as Santa as a permanent part of my life.” You laughed as he picked you up and spun you around yelling about how you’d grow to love him. You didn’t respond just yelling at him to put you down.

“Well well well, what do we have here? Looks like my plan worked. You’re welcome Sero, you couldn’t have done it without me.” You looked towards the door as you heard Kaminari’s voice, Sero gently putting you down but keeping his arms wrapped around you.

“Denki I hate to break it to you but we’ve been dating for a few months now.” Sero said, you could feel the vibrations on your back as he giggled. You nodded as Denki looked to you in confirmation, his jaw dropping. You guys walked past him and towards the elevator as Kaminari yelled about being betrayed and lied to.

As much as you didn’t enjoy it at first, the monkey did worm his way into your life, Julio coming out every December the following years. You did grow to love that stupid ugly monkey and you couldn’t have asked for a better first edition to your family.

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Under the Mistletoe With Denki

Day 4 of 25 days of Fluffmas (Masterlist)

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: A little bit of angst but it's quickly resolved I promise.

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You were discussing the upcoming holiday season with the girls in the common room when you had first heard Kaminari talk about Mistletoe, “I’m telling you Mineta, if you try hard enough someone’s bound to kiss you under the mistletoe, it’s tradition they have to follow it.” You gave a little laugh under your breath and had decided to tune them out and go back to your original conversation, noticing that some of the boys had made their way over and joined.

It was a week later when you first saw Kaminari trying his mistletoe tactic. Turns out he was just carrying some in his pocket and dangling it above his and whoevers head. You watched as he held it above Mina’s head first, not understanding what he thought the outcome would be. You burst out laughing when Mina shoved his face away and started gagging saying never in a million years.

The next day you watched as Momo tried to subtly tell him no without being mean. You shook your head at her politeness, a stark difference from Mina yesterday. Later the same day you witnessed Jirou walk away silently without saying anything, which seemed like a good approach to the matter at hand. On your way to the kitchen that night you heard Kaminari talking to Mineta and Sero about how he’s tried three times and failed three times, but wasn’t giving up yet, he still had three weeks until Christmas.

You hadn’t seen Hagakure’s or Ochaco’s rejection of Kaminari's tactics but they spared no details at the next hangout the following saturday. You learned that he approached Hagakure in the classroom after everyone left but much like Jiro she just walked away silently. Ochaco said that she tried to gently decline like Momo but ended up running away instead. Even Tsuyu had said he tried to approach her but she hopped away before he could actually pull the mistletoe from his pocket.

You excused yourself from Jiro’s room, saying you didn’t feel good. As you left you texted Sero that you were on your way to his room and he shot back a thumbs up. You walked in without knocking and flopped on his bed letting out a loud sigh. Your so-called best friend barely paid you any mind while he continued playing whatever game was on his TV. You turned around so you were on your stomach and moved so you were by his head and sighed again, this time directly into his ear. He flinched and put his game on pause, turning to glare at you. “What’s got you so dramatic all of a sudden?”

“Your best friend is an idiot.” You grumbled while picking at a hangnail.

“You shouldn’t insult yourself like that.” He laughed, you turned to glare at him saying you meant his other best friend. “Oh Denki? What’d he do this time? Is it about the dumb mistletoe thing because I told him not to go through with that and it was stupid, christ I think I even saw him try it on some people from 1-B and that Hitoshi guy. He’s never going to get the person he likes to like him back if he’s doing shit like that.”

You ignored the dull ache in your chest as Sero said he’s moved onto other classes with his stupid mistletoe, only choosing to question him about the last part, “He likes someone?” You watched as Sero clamped a hand over his mouth squeaking out an “I said too much”, you were about to hound him for answers when the door opened to reveal the man of the hour himself.

“Am I interrupting something?” Kaminari said, wiggling his eyebrows. You sat up from your lying position and headed towards the door. You muttered that you were just leaving as you brushed past Kaminari. You tried to ignore his eyes on you as you walked back to your dorm.

The next few weeks leading up to Christmas you tried your best to avoid Kaminari when you could. Obviously you were stuck with him in class but you made it a goal to leave any room he was in. You ignored the few times he tried to get your attention, it almost felt childish but you couldn’t help it. Sero and the girls had tried talking to you about it but you waved them off saying you just didn’t want to give him a chance to try the mistletoe thing. 

Sero knew better than to trust anything you said. It was well past the time anyone was supposed to be out of their dorms when you heard soft knocking. You walked to the door, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. “Jesus Christ it’s so late. Oh it’s just you.” Sero put his hand on his chest and gasped in mock defense. “What are you doing here so late Sero it’s like 3am.”

“Okay first of all, it’s 11pm, you’re usually up at this time. Second of all, I know you’re mad or whatever at Kaminari-” You tried to argue that you weren’t mad at him but Sero cut you off, “You can say you aren’t mad all you want but you leave every room he’s in and walk away if he tries to talk to you. You should give him a chance. Christmas is in a few days and he’s going to try to talk to you because he has a gift for you, please don’t ignore him. Give him a chance, he’s been a wreck this past week. That’s all I came to say, goodnight Y/n.” 

You watched in shock as he walked away from you. Muttering about how you were never going to be able to sleep now, you put on your house slippers and left your dorm. You stood at the elevator debating on if you wanted to go to Kaminari’s room to get whatever it was over with or just get a snack. You chickened out and opted for a snack. Turns out the universe had other plans. You froze as you made eye contact with the man you were trying to avoid like the plague.

“Oh hey Y/n. Couldn’t sleep either?” He asked. You didn’t say anything as you looked between him and the door. “Please don’t run away from me again, I don’t think I could handle it.” Your eyes stopped on him before deciding on staying, you sighed as you made your way to the cabinets, looking for something to eat. You heard him mutter a thank god softly to himself before he tried to continue the conversation, “So can I ask why you’ve been avoiding me? Because it really stinks.”

“No you can’t.” You said quickly. You didn’t want to talk about this anymore, you didn’t want to talk about it in the first place. That was the whole point of choosing to come to the kitchen and NOT to Kaminari’s dorm.

“Okay can I tell you why I think you’ve been avoiding me?” He asked. You didn’t reply, filling a glass with water. “I’ll take that silence as a yes. I think you’ve been avoiding me because you didn’t want to be under the mistletoe with me, but you don’t have to worry about that I wouldn’t do that to you.”

You slammed the glass you were holding down on the counter, surprised it didn’t break. You felt the tears well up in your eyes, refusing to let them fall as you spun around and marched over to Kaminari, jabbing a finger in his chest. “Have you ever thought that that might be the issue Kaminari? Maybe I wanted to be under the mistletoe. Maybe I like you and it hurts that you did that with everyone but the one person who might not have rejected you. I sat there and watched as you tried to get a kiss from everyone but me, I had to hear about how you started moving onto the other classes but still not me. Why not me Kaminari? Do you hate me that much? I’m not good enough for your little schemes?” You didn’t realize the tears had started falling until Kaminari reached up to wipe them from your face.

“No, it’s actually just because I’m a chicken.” You stared at him waiting for him to continue, not bothering to move away from him despite how nervous this all made you. “I can handle being rejected by a bunch of nobodies, but I actually genuinely like you. I think that if you rejected me then I just wouldn’t be able to live. Dramatic I know, but I think it’s the truth. But if you say you wouldn’t then how about I go get the mistletoe and I can try it on you.”

You laughed as you smacked his chest halfheartedly, “You don’t need mistletoe to get a kiss out of me Kaminari.” You gave him a gentle peck on the cheek before running away. You ignored his calls after you as you made your way to the elevator to go back to your dorm. You could talk about what this means for you guys later, for now you are going to go back to bed.

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Christmas Shopping with Midoriya

Day 3 of 25 Days of Fluffmas (Masterlist)

Word Count: 2k

A/N: This wasn't meant to be 2k words long, tbh I probably could've kept writing but didn't want it to be a novel.

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Christmas Shopping with Izuku was a tradition the two of you had been doing since you could remember. Being friends since you were kids you did almost everything together. Oftentimes during the holiday season it was just shopping for his mom and your family but this year with living in the dorms your best friend seemed determined to get something for everyone. You admired his ambition but it wasn’t like you guys had jobs and were rolling in money, so you were curious how he was going to afford everything for everyone. You looked in Izuku’s direction as he muttered his list of things to get and for who, silently laughing at how holiday shopping had never been this stressful. “You know this is supposed to be stress free and fun.” You said teasingly.

He stopped muttering, almost like he forgot you were standing there by his side, “Oh sorry Y/n. I just want to make sure I don’t forget anyone.” He explained, finally relaxing since you’ve stepped foot into the mall. 

“Yeah I get it, but no need to stress yourself out. You have a list right?” You asked, waiting for his nod. “Then there you go! No need to stress yourself out for nothing, if you have a list then just cross off the names as you go, it's as simple as that!” You smiled as you checked your own list. You weren’t shopping for everyone in your class, not big presents at least. You’d get a few nice presents for the people you were close with and then maybe some sweets for everyone else. You really were on a budget and you had planned on sticking to it. You almost regret turning down Todoroki’s offer to steal his dad’s credit card for you guys, but this was better than potentially jail for theft. You stop walking when you notice your best friend's presence missing.

“How do you do that?” He asks as you turn to face him, standing maybe ten feet away. You look at him quizzically, turning your head slightly to the side waiting for him to continue. “Whenever I’m anxious about something you’re always there to make sure I don’t implode. You had the idea for the notebooks, although I still think that was so I would stop talking your ear off about heroes. You calmed me down when it came to the entrance exams, telling me not to panic and it would all work itself out even if I didn’t have complete control over my power. You always seem to be there when I need it most.”

You grew more flustered as he continued talking, feeling your face heat up in embarrassment. Katsuki had told you that you made it obvious that you had a thing for Izuku ever since you were kids. Even Ochaco had come up to you and reassured you that she had no intentions of “stealing” Izuku from you, she even laughed when you said nothing was going on between the two of you. It seemed everyone knew of your affection toward the green haired boy in front of you, everyone except him. “It came in the guidebook I got when I decided to be your best friend.” You waved him off, wanting to get away from the conversation at hand you quickly turned to walk further into the mall, talking about how you only had so much time before you had to be back to the dorms.

Izuku didn’t bother correcting you and saying that you had 6 hours before you had to be back by curfew. Instead choosing to follow you silently as you heading toward the first store, a small smile on his face. “I didn’t mean anything bad by it. You always being there, that is.” He said offhandedly as you rummaged through something. He didn’t want to leave the conversation alone and it was beginning to annoy you. He just wanted you to know he appreciated you.

“I didn’t think you meant it in a bad way.” You mumbled, picking up a sweater to inspect it. You put it back down deciding it wouldn’t suit Ochaco. You went through the mental list of things people had mentioned wanting in passing, you knew she wanted a sweater you just couldn’t decide which one. Izuku seemed to get the hint that you were done with this topic and moved onto helping you look through sweaters. 

You spent the next few hours gathering gifts for everyone on your lists, only talking about what you were getting who and why. You were checking out of the last store on your list when you noticed Izuku vanished from your sight. You thanked the lady at the register as she handed you your stuff and hurried out of the store texting the missing boy as you looked around for him. Last time he got left alone at a mall he was threatened by a villain. You breathed a sigh of relief as he responded to your frantic texts saying he was buying something and he’d meet you in the food court. 

You settled at a table a little out of the way and waited for your best friend to show up. You dug into the food you bought and set his off to the side, knowing he’d be hungry when he got there. You looked around for the boy while checking the time on your phone, you had three hours before curfew, you sure hoped he hadn’t planned on making you wait that long. Almost as if the universe had heard you, you saw him nearly sprinting in your direction.

“Hey, thanks for getting me something to eat. There was one more thing I had to buy, I nearly forgot about it, sorry for taking off like that.” He said, almost like he was still in a rush. 

You eyed him warily before swallowing the food in your mouth, “Right and what was so important that you disappeared off to buy, making me worry, ny the way, that you suddenly vanished into thin air. I thought something was wrong.” You scolded. He shook his head as he apologised profusely for making you worry, saying he’ll show you what he bought later. The rest of your meal was eaten in a comfortable silence opting for people watching rather than talking. 

On the way back to the dorms you talked about wrapping the gifts, and setting aside a day for it. “Are you going to get All Might wrapping paper like you do every year? I’m stuck between fun wrapping paper or cute wrapping, maybe even brown wrapping paper with a bow. There’s so many possibilities. I think if I did the brown wrapping paper it’d be aesthetically pleasing, but fun wrapping paper is, well, you know, fun.” You continued rambling only cutting yourself off when you heard the boy beside you chuckle, “What?”

He shook his head in defense, “Nothing nothing, just sometimes I forget how much you can ramble. Almost as much as me sometimes.” You gasp in mock offense. “It’s not a bad thing, I find it adorable most times.” Your jaw drops at his admission, his does too, almost like he hadn’t meant to say it out loud. “Oh look there’s the dorms, better go drop this stuff off in my room before anyone sees.” He quickly said before taking off toward the building.

You stood there in shock for a bit before finally trekking up to your dorm room. You’d figure out what just happened in a moment, first you had to make it to your dorm without Mina or Ochaco trying to figure out what you got them. They had been trying to figure out what everyone was getting them since they found out we would buy each other gifts. You almost wished you had gone for the white elephant idea instead of shopping for everyone. 

Your arms felt heavy as you made your way down the hallway to your dorm. Thanking whoever was out there that by some miracle you had a dorm on the second floor, feeling like your limbs would fall off if it was any further. You quickly put everything in your closet, deciding to deal with it another day, and threw yourself onto your bed. Your feet hurt from walking all day and you regret not getting an uber or something from the mall. 

You whined as someone knocked frantically at your door, yelling at them to hold their horses and you were coming. You forced yourself to get up and opened the door, “Whatever it is better be good, I was about to take the best nap of my life. Oh hey Izuku.” You said glancing at the intruder. “What was that knocking for? It sounded anxious.”

“I realize I left you behind earlier and that wasn’t very nice of me. I feel like I should owe you some explanation as to why I just ran off like that, but truthfully the whole situation is making me anxious and nervous.” You tried to cut him off as he continued talking but gave up halfway through his speech. At this point you didn’t know if he was talking to you or to himself. You decided to just make yourself comfortable on your bed, tired of standing, while he continued. “It’s just that sometimes you make me nervous. Not in a bad way, by any means. It’s a good nervous, or at least that’s what I’m being told. Earlier I snuck off to buy you a gift, it was something I was going to wait to give you until Christmas but I think I want to give it to you now.”

You gasped as he pulled what he was hiding from behind his back. You weren’t sure how you didn’t notice that when he walked in but right now you didn’t care. You were admiring something in a window and had glanced at it every time you walked by it, but it was out of your price range and could never justify buying it for yourself. Now here Izuku was, holding it in his hand. “Izuku! This was expensive, you didn’t have to get me this? How did you get me this? This was on the other side of the mall, no wonder you were out of breath when you sat down at the table.” 

His cheeks grew warm as you kept spitting questions at him, feeling the warmth grow to the tip of his ears. “I really like you Y/n. I have for a while I think. I just didn’t realize it until I was cornered about it.” You cut him off with a “huh?”, but he ignored you as he continued talking. “I hope that they were right and you do like me too, otherwise this is really awkward and I apologise and we can pretend it never happened.”

You gently took the object from his hands and set it on your desk, “I have so many more questions than before. Who cornered you? And most importantly why? I guess it doesn’t really matter.” You muttered as you took his hands in yours. “I really like you too, Izuku, so I would prefer if we didn’t pretend this didn’t happen.”

He let out a sigh of relief and briefly tensed in your hands before relaxing. “So now what?” He asked nervously, you could almost feel the anxiousness. 

“First of all, you have got to calm down. You do not need to be nervous around me at all. I don’t think there’s anything you could do to fuck things up with me. Second of all, how about you take me on a date.” You said teasingly as you gave him a wink. He frantically nodded before listing off date ideas that you could do. You laughed as you sat both of you on your bed, letting him continue. You decided this was one of his ramblings that you could listen to for hours.

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Ice Skating with Todoroki

Day 2 of 25 Days of Fluffmas (Masterlist)

Word Count: 1.2k

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You were sitting in your room when you heard a gentle knock at the door. Sighing, you stood up from your desk and rolled your shoulders, silently grateful for the intrusion; after all there’s only so much history you can take before you start wanting to pull your hair out. Opening the door you saw your lovely boyfriend standing there looking at his shoes. “Hey, what's up?” You ask motioning for him to come in as you stand back from your door. You made yourself comfortable at your desk while Todoroki stood awkwardly in the middle of your room. You guess it doesn't matter how long you’ve been dating, he's still as awkward as ever. “Did you come here because you need something ‘Roki?”

“Do you like being in a relationship with me?” Todoroki asked, blunt and straight to the point. He never was one for beating around the bush or sugarcoating anything, “Woah, hey, where is this coming from? Of course I like being in a relationship with you. Is someone making you think I don’t?” You asked, jumping up from your chair and making your way to stand in front of him. He hesitated for a bit, you gently grabbed his arm “Is everything okay? Is it your dad? Do I need to beat up your dad?” He chuckled softly at the notion and you smiled at his reaction, glad he wasn’t too upset not to laugh. 

He led you to your bed and sat you both down before explaining, “I was in the common room earlier and overheard you and the girls talking about relationships and you mentioned how we don’t do very much.” You gasped softly at the thought of being the reason for his self doubt. “No Todoroki, I love being in a relationship with you. I didn’t mean it as a bad thing. We do plenty, we go to the movies, out to eat and for drinks, we do a lot of home date nights in the dorm. I just meant that we don’t do anything extravagant. We were watching Hallmark movies and we started talking about how they always go big and fancy.” You explained, taking his hands in yours. “Do you want to?” He asked earnestly. “Want to what?” 

“Go big and fancy? Like on a date? I know I’m not good at this relationship stuff and sometimes I need help with certain things, but I want to try. So if going big and fancy is something you want I can try.” He replied while giving your hands a soft squeeze. “Even with how fun it sounds, I’m okay with just our usual dates. Don’t feel like you have to try so hard.” You reassured. You talked for a bit more before putting on a movie and calling it an end to your night.

It was two weeks later before you got a sense of deja vu when soft knocking was heard while you worked on homework. You almost chuckled at the situation as you opened the door to see Todoroki standing there again this time dressed in more outside attire. “Can I help you, my sweet gentle boyfriend?” You teased as his cheeks got warm. “Get dressed, it’s date night. Dress warm.” He said, looking away as he spoke. You laughed as you agreed and told him to give you five minutes. Soon you were walking out of the dorms and into the cold, winter creeping up on the land. “Where are we going?” You said, being the one to break the comfortable silence. “We’re almost there, you’ll see.” Is all he said as he took your hand in his and led you through the trees. 

You gasped as your destination came into view, lanterns lit up a path and surrounded a clearing that was temporarily an ice skating rink. “Todoroki, did you do all of this?” You asked in awe. He nodded sheepishly as he walked over to a bench that had what looked like ice skates and a picnic basket resting on it. “Mina helped set it up, I guessed on your skate size.” He gestured for you to sit down and started helping you put on your shoes. You felt like you were going to cry while you looked at Todoroki, laughing at his panicked look as he asked you what was wrong when he looked up at you. “Nothing is wrong, this is just all really cute. You didn’t have to do all of this.” You said, near tears. “No but I wanted to. Wanted you to have your “Hallmark Moment”, I think is what Mina called it when she was helping me earlier. Come on let's get skating, Aizawa only gave us permission to be out until 10.” You shook your head at the thought of Aizawa giving you a curfew as he guided you to the ice.

You were a bit nervous as you neared the makeshift rink. You had never tried ice skating before, well you had but you hadn’t actually made it to the ice, too scared when you watched someone else slip and fall. You were feeling awfully justified at the moment after your tenth near mishap. You probably would’ve fallen all ten times had it not been for Todoroki keeping you steady. “You have an unfair advantage, you practically ice skate all the time with your quirk.” You said defensively, feeling a bit embarrassed. He shook his head as he responded, “Even if I didn’t have that I’d still be better than you.” You gasped in mock defense as he tried to explain, “I used to go Ice skating with my mom all the time, so even if I never got her quirk I’d still be good at this.” You huffed at the reply knowing he was right.

About an hour passed with you guys ice skating and having gentle conversations, learning more about each other than you had previously known. You finally were getting the hang of it when Todoroki started steering you guys towards the bench where you left your shoes, “Hey I was just getting good at that!” You pouted as you started switching over shoes. “We still have to eat before we go back inside, I packed us cold soba.” Came his gentle response as he pulled out the contents of the picnic basket. “Of course you did.” You smiled in response. You ate in comfortable silence, occasionally speaking for a comment or two. 

You walked back to the dorms, hand in hand, Todoroki carrying the basket and the ice skates. “I had fun ‘Roki, thank you. This was really sweet. I know you say you don’t know what you’re doing when it comes to this relationship stuff, but for what it’s worth I think you’re doing a really great job.” You said, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. “Thank you Y/n, that means a lot, especially coming from you. I look forward to our dates like this. I’m happy I’m learning how to do this with you.” He gave your hand a gentle squeeze back as you walked the rest of the way back to the dorms in silence. 

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Baking Cookies With Bakugo

Day one of 25 Days of Fluffmas (Masterlist)

Word Count: 940

a/n: This isn't as long or as great as I would hoped it be but I've seem to have come down with the flu and am having troubles breathing out of one nostril and hearing in both ears. It's still cute a little ooc for Bakugo.

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“Kacchan!” You had yelled while walking into his dorm. Barging into his room had been a habit you have had since you were kids, and you hadn’t planned on growing out of it anytime soon.

“What do you want? And I told you not to call me that.” He grumbled while he continued to do his schoolwork. You rolled your eyes while you made yourself at home on his bed, “Okay but if Izuku gets to call you that then so do I, I’ve known you just as long Katsuki.” As much as you like tormenting the poor boy you decided you would respect his wishes…for now. “Yeah and I tell him to quit calling me that all the time too.” He said, finally turning around in his desk chair, “now are you gonna tell me what you want or are you just here to bother me.”

You pretended to think about it for a while, “I want to bake cookies!” You exclaimed in excitement. “Okay then go bake cookies. What does this have to do with me?” He asked, annoyed that you were still in his space. “You’re gonna help me, duh.” You said as though it was obvious. 

“LIKE HELL I AM!” Came his immediate response. While he didn’t yell at you often there were still times that he treated you like everyone else and not like his best friend. “Please Katsuki! I usually make them with your mom around this time but since we’re stuck at the dorms I can’t do that. I’m feeling homesick and this is all I want.” You said pleading while giving him the best puppy dog eyes that you could muster. He didn’t say anything for a while so you thought he was going to turn you down again before he grumbled out, “Fine, whatever. Do you have the stuff we need?” You guys stared at each other for a bit before you shrugged in response, truly you didn’t think you’d get this far. “You’ve gotta be fuckin’ kidding me.” He said while running a hand down his face. 

After running to the store and gathering everything you needed, you quickly realized that maybe you did NOT want to make cookies with your best friend. He was quick to start barking orders about what to do and to be honest it was kind of stressing you out. Luckily everyone was in their respective dorms otherwise you think you might’ve died from embarrassment. After about the sixth time of him telling you you were doing something wrong you got fed up and sat on the counter with your arms crossed. “What are you doing?” He asked, turning around and looking at you. “Well you keep telling me I’m doing things wrong, but I just wanted to have fun and bake cookies with my best friend.” You said, pouting like a child.

He continued stirring the mixture for a while before you watched his shoulders rise and fall in a deep sigh. “Would you please just come help me?” You huffed and turned away, refusing to respond. Truth be told you weren’t that mad, as long as you got to eat cookies by the end of it you weren’t that upset, but you weren’t about to let him know that. “Y/n I’m sorry for telling you that you were doing things wrong.” You continued your new found vow of silence, only glancing in his direction before looking away again. You didn’t hear anything for a moment and thought that he had given up trying. You were a bit disappointed that he gave up so easily. “Y/n.” As you turned at the murmur of your name you let out a yelp of surprise as you felt something cold on your face. You gasped in shock, “Bakugo Katsuki, did you just wipe frosting on my face? You're a total cliche!” You said as you wiped the frosting from your face and put it on his nose.

He laughed softly and you swore your heart stopped. You’ve been crushing on your best friend for a while now but decided to keep it to yourself, well, yourself and Mina. You weren't sure if Bakugo even knew what a crush was. The boy was so emotionally constipated. “Maybe for you I’m fine being a cliche.” He said as he brought a hand to your cheek.

You looked into Katsuki’s eyes before pretending to throw up and gag, “What the fuck Kats?” His face contorted into disgust, “I hated that” he said pretending like he’s spitting out a bad piece of food. “Yeah never say anything like that again, that was gross and cheesy.” The corner of his lips slightly turned up in what seemed like a smile, “Yeah I know but it’s true.” Your laughter halted as you looked at him, staring into his eyes “You mean that?” You asked, almost afraid of your own voice. He didn’t say anything as he nodded, his cheeks getting slightly warmer in color. “I like you too Katsuki.” You said smiling.

“Of course you do.” He said, you scoffed in offense, punching him in the shoulder. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding.” He said putting his hands in the air in defense. “I’m glad you’re willing to put up with me.” He grabbed your hand that was ready to punch him again if he said anything stupid. “Now will you continue to make the cookies with me?”

“I forgot about the cookies!” You said gasping and jumping off the counter and running to the batter. Katsuki chuckled as he followed after you to finish the cookies, you could continue this conversation later.

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25 Days of Fluffmas

Hey guys! Ending my 2 year Hiatus from writing and kicking it off with 25 days of Fluffmas. 25 days worth of fluff with your favorite My Hero Academia characters starting December 1st! These may or may not change but for the most part they’ll stay the same! If there’s a certain day/character you’re interested in reading and don’t wanna miss, send me a message and I’ll tag you when I post it!

Day 1- Baking Cookies w/ Bakugo

Day 2- Ice Skating w/ Todoroki

Day 3- Christmas Shopping w/ Midoriya

Day 4- Under the Mistletoe w/ Denki

Day 5- Decorating w/ Sero

Day 6- Snowed in w/ Kirishima

Day 7- Gingerbread House Contest w/ Mirio

Day 8- Looking at Christmas Lights w/ Nejire

Day 9- Playing in the Snow w/ Uraraka

Day 10- Wrapping Gifts w/ Momo

Day 11- White Elephant w/ Bakugo

Day 12- Christmas Movies w/ Class 1-A

Day 13- Skiing w/ Mina

Day 14- Holiday Pictures w/ Todoroki

Day 15- Ugly Sweaters w/ Tamaki

Day 16- Sleigh Ride w/ Hawks

Day 17- Christmas Picnic w/ Aizawa

Day 18- Sledding w/ Midoriya

Day 19- Hot Chocolate w/ Momo

Day 20- Elf on the Shelf w/ Kirishima

Day 21- Christmas Market w/ Uraraka

Day 22- Tree Shopping w/ Aizawa

Day 23- Holiday Crafts w/ Denki

Day 24- Naughty or Nice w/ Mina

Day 25- Christmas Day w/ Bakugo

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of muffins and slip-ups

wc: 1.7k

pairing: osamu miya x gn!reader

warnings: none (osamu’s hypnotizing tiddies)

Standing on tiptoe, you reach up into your cabinet and feel around for the vial of vanilla extract you know you have somewhere, and when you finally find it, you pluck it from the shelf to inspect it. You peer between the recipe on your phone and the bottle, brows furrowing. You don’t have nearly enough. You really should’ve checked your cabinets before embarking on a late-night baking session. 

As you frustratedly stare at the half-finished batter on your counter, you weigh your options. You could make a quick run to the store, you reason. It’s not that far of a walk. But when your gaze flickers to the digital clock on the microwave — 8:45 PM — you realize you’d never make it in time, and you refuse to be the person that shows up to a store five minutes before it closes.

And you’ve already made it this far — the bowl is out, the measuring cups are dirty, the muffin tin is meticulously paper-lined. You sigh. It’d be a waste to throw everything out now, and you aren’t keen on leaving it in the fridge overnight. Left with no other options, you decide there’s only one thing left to do — ask a neighbor.

You’re new to the building, and not quite friends with anyone yet, so the thought of going door to door to beg for some vanilla isn’t exactly what you planned on doing with your Wednesday night, but hey, nobody’s perfect. You consider asking the girl next door, the one who’d invited you over on your first weekend in the building. She was nice enough, but before you slip your feet into a pair of slippers, you remember that she stays with her boyfriend during the week.

You could ask that guy down the hall, but he’d ogled at you on the elevator last weekend, and the thought of knocking on his door and subjecting yourself to more of his looks made a hint of nausea settle in your stomach.

You stand, idle in front of your door, slippers and pajamas on and groan. The guy across the hall — Miya Osamu. You’ve bumped into him virtually everywhere since you moved in. The mail room, the laundry room, in the lobby and the hallway. And every time he’d fix you with this handsome, toothy grin, making casual small talk when he could. You’ve even seen him help the elderly woman downstairs with her groceries. He seems disarmingly perfect, so surely he wouldn’t slam the door in your face at your request. At least, you hope not.

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「Attractive things haikyuu boys do」

⤷ Bokuto

he offers to carry heavy things for you then rolls his sleeves up to his elbows before effortlessly lifting whatever you had trouble carrying. or when he’s on his way home after tiring formal events or dinners, he not only pulls the sleeves up but also loosens the top buttons of his shirt with one hand while keeping the other one on the steering wheel as he drives.

⤷ Kuroo

he has a habit of putting his hand on your thigh when you’re sitting next to him, it’s instinctual at this point. he places one hand on your thigh while the other lazily scrolls on his phone, or when he’s driving and you’re in the passenger seat, he drums his fingers on your skin to the beat of the song playing on the radio while one hand is on the steering wheel.

⤷ Atsumu

he says things like "oh yeah?" "what are you going to do about it?" "make me." even if it's a really small thing, something about the way he says those words affects your heart. the words escape his lips so softly but at the same time so inviting; his eyes filled with a mischievous glint, a small smile tugging at his lips as he looks at you defiantly, waiting for you to take the first step so he can finish what he started.

⤷ Osamu

he ever-so-slightly brushes his lips against your fingers when you hand-feed him some candy or fruit, and the way he catches you off-guard by keeping eye contact as he bites into the food before pulling away with a smug glint in his eyes at the way you hurriedly clear your throat, and he just tilts his head while ‘innocently’ asking you, “you alright?”

⤷ Kenma

you can’t help but gush a little inside when he fixes your clothes or jewelry. perhaps you’re talking to him or you’re distracted with something else and he reaches over to place the clasp of your necklace back to its proper place or to pull up the cardigan that has slipped past your shoulders. it’s such a small gesture but heart-fluttering, nonetheless.

⤷ Oikawa

when he kisses you, he likes to play with the belt hoop or waistband of your jeans. it’s an innocent enough gesture, he doesn’t have much intentions behind doing this and most of the times, it’s habitual. he hooks his finger around it, tugging you closer to him and then his hand moving up to your waist, leaving lingering touches.

⤷ Sakusa

even when you guys are fighting and he’s mad at you, he’s still so caring; mid-argument while walking, he gently moves you away and lets you walk on the side of the road where there aren’t moving cars as he calmly and firmly explains why he’s upset. even when you’re not really speaking, he still offers to drive you home. by the end of the night, he texts you a simple ‘good night’ regardless of whether you reply or not.

⤷ Suna

the way he immediately grabs your hand and sucks the tip of your finger to soothe the burn that you’ve just accidentally given yourself. you find it both heart-warming and attractive and it especially does a thing or two to your heart when he meets your gaze with slightly concerned eyes, your fingertip still lingering over his lips.

[moonbeamwritings]

There’s a small photo booth in a distant corner of the arcade you and Suna went to on your second date. You didn’t notice it then — that small white booth with faded characters and a flickering sign — too wrapped up in the butterflies swarming around the pit of your stomach to pay it much mind.

Now, months later, as you stand by the side of the pinball machine, eyes following the push and pull of Suna’s fingers as he plays, you find your gaze wandering over to the photo booth. It’s quieter over there, tucked away from the racing children and excited shouts of the crowd. Something tugs in your chest. You think about the goofy poses you could do and the colorful borders you could add and smile.

“Rin, can we do that next?”

You point a finger in the direction of the lonely machine, and Suna watches as your eyes light up. Never one to say no to you, he nods with a tiny smile. “Whatever you want.”

The moment Suna’s done playing, you’re dragging him over by the hand, rambling about how you’ve always wanted to do this with a partner but never had the chance.

You disappear behind the curtain in seconds, your hand shooting back out impatiently only seconds later. “Come on, Rin! Look how cool!”

“Alright, alright,” he calls, smirking at you as he joins you behind it. “Slow down. Give me a second. This thing is tiny.”

You’ll admit that it’s a tight squeeze, but not one to be discouraged, you grab Suna’s arm and haul him closer, pulling him down to hunch at your side with a comment about how you want to see “his beautiful face” in the photo, or else what’s the point. Suna scoffs, eyes rolling good-naturedly, and drops a kiss on the top of your head.

At that moment, beneath the fluorescence of the photo booth, love stirs, deep and sudden, in Suna’s chest, and he feels like he’s drowning in it — drowning in you. Your grin is so pretty, so bright, Suna’s brain feels like putty in his skull. His arm is hot, nearly boiling, where it’s clutched in your hold. It’s all too much and, at the same time, not enough. He knows his face must be rosy — he can feel the apples of his cheeks burn when you fix him with a pleased little smile.

At the expectant glimmer in your eye, Suna mindlessly, automatically, agrees to whatever cheesy photo decorations you choose. And as the timer counts down, unable to stop himself, he cups your cheek in his palm and turns your gaze to meet his.

“I love you.”

A flash.

The next few seconds pass in slow motion, the silence between you marked by the announcement that you needed a second pose. Your gaze is locked on his, mouth slightly agape.

Another flash.

Your hand rests over his, a sickeningly soft look overtaking your features as you lean closer. You tell him you love him too, voice quiet, and Suna’s heart soars, his face splitting into a beam at the sound.

And another.

Suna pulls you forward and connects your lips to his own, relishing the way you sigh into his mouth, and press a smile against his lips.

And another.

You pull away, your face warm beneath his palm as your gaze meets his. You peck his lips once, twice, and Suna can’t help how he chases each one, needing them like he needs air. A dull chime sounds in the booth, warning you that your time is up.

“We should get our pictures,” Suna mutters, tone husky and breathless, his thumb sliding back and forth along your cheekbone.

“We should.” You agree, but neither of you moves, not until Suna tilts his head just so, bumping his nose into yours before kissing you one last time. He whispers those three words again, reverently, as if saying a prayer and only then does he move, taking you by the hand and leading you out of your new favorite arcade machine.

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Jujutsu Kaisen

Miscellaneous

JJK Guys with an artistic s/o

summary: how the jjk guys would be with an s/o who does art. includes; Yuji, Megumi, Gojo, and Yaga. (fluff)

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Hellooo a request for jujutsu kaisen❤️

How would the characters (doesn’t matter which ones I love them all) react to the reader who is a really talented artist and they paint art that’s in the abstract art category •And they also do 3D art similar to the Chinese artists Sun Yuan and Peng Yu

If the reader could be female that would be great but you can decide if you can fill this out I would be so grateful 😫🙏❤️🤍

a/n: this was fun to do! sorry it took so long. i didn't specify what kind of art was being done but i did cover a few different bases with them. hope you like it!

Itadori Yuji

Bless his heart, he tries to understand art he really does and he thinks it’s very nice to look at, but as he hears everyone around him talk about the meaning behind it he gets confused.

He knows you worked really hard and spent months working on one piece but he didn’t realize there was supposed to be a deeper meaning behind it, but that explains your soft chuckle and the pat on his back when he proudly stated that “it was pretty” when you showed him the finished art piece.

He prefers your happier pieces to your sad ones. He believes you paint and create what you're feeling, and while that’s true some of the time you’ll have to reassure him that just because a painting or piece looks sad doesn’t mean you are sad.

Doesn’t like that your art takes up a lot of your time, he’s a needy baby and sometimes you’ll spend days painting. So you offer to have him paint with you, he’s constantly asking you what different art tools and mediums are but you enjoy painting with him; despite his constant asking of questions, you find it peaceful.

“Why is yours drying so fast? Mine’s taking forever to dry”

I told you not to use oil paints Yuji, you’re too impatient for it. I’m using acrylics so it dries faster and I can move on to the next layer”

“That’s not fair”

Fushiguro Megumi

Arguably less confused by the art pieces, still didn’t completely get what you were going for, but will converse with others about the piece if needed and give his thoughts on your work.

He’ll give you his honest feedback on the pieces when you show them to him and he’s brutally honest. Will flat out tell you if he does or does not like a piece and why.

“There’s too much blue”

“‘Gumi it’s a monochromatic piece, it’s supposed to be all blue”

“I’m just saying it’s too much blue for me, could use some green or something”

He won’t paint with you but he’ll sit in the room with you while you paint so you have company. You try to bounce ideas off of him and he just looks at you like “Do what you want I have no opinion”

He does think that watching you paint is peaceful, he thinks it’s interesting watching you create something and seeing it come together as you slowly build up your piece and the layers.

Gojo Satoru

“Hey you’re an artist, draw me” type beat.

Just kidding, not really. He’s your number one supporter and will 100% fight someone at an art showing if they say they don’t like or understand your piece.

“It’s okay, not really anything special about it”

Satoru from across the room “What’d you say?! Say it again, I dare you buddy!”

“Satoru calm down, you need to stop yelling before I get thrown out of my own showing.”

“No I don’t care he said he didn’t like it”

“Art is subjective ‘Toru, not everyone’s gonna like it.”

He’s still going to be trying to fight the person as you attempt to remove him from the situation.

He gives only positive feedback, no negative feedback from this guy. “Looks great babe, this is your best one yet!”

“Satoru you can’t say that about every single one.”

“Why not? You improve every time”

He will paint with you and then try and ask people who's better, gets offended when they choose yours.

Yaga Masamichi

He’s also an artist, I mean come on he makes the little dolls so of course he’s going to understand your art pieces the best. Does say it’d be better if they came to life like him though *cough cough*

Loves watching you make new pieces or making new pieces together. Not necessarily making one together (not that you’d fight him on it) but working in the same space as you work on your separate pieces.

“Let me put cursed energy into just one of these”

“No Masa’ you can’t bring my art pieces to life, they have to go on display next week”

“They can be the servers!”

“No Masa!”

Will pout so you let him bring one to life and that’s it.

He puts a waiter outfit on it and gives it a platter of drinks. You question why he had that on hand and he changes the subject.

He loves talking with you about the meaning behind art pieces and what different people might interpret when they look at it. Also loves conversing with people at your exhibits and why their opinion on the piece is wrong and it’s not what you intended.

Much like Gojo, gets a little bit too defensive about your art.