#mha couples

[splo0shh]

HimiChako and IzuKatsu content, real not fake

[babybunnybratt]

This can go any direction really, but erasermic with a s/o that stress bakes, so they’re always bombarded with sweets and savory pastries to the point where they’re putting on a couple pounds.

I can’t write fluff to save my life but imagine how cute it would be to be ogling your partners for the millionth time only to notice they’ve gone soft in the middle.

I just wanna bite them ugh

Maybe they didn’t notice, and when you point it out they get all self conscious. That is, until you threaten to take their sweet treats away. No, no they can’t have that. They’ll just have to burn off the extra calories at home <3

Thank you so much for the request! Soft and domesticated uni erasermic incoming!

It started with a tease.

You were laid on aizawas chest in your shared bed, as mic was stood admiring himself in the mirror. He was standing sideways, rubbing his hand over the lower half of his stomach, a tiny little pouch he had now grown after you had come to live with them.

"Stop whinging you baby, you look fine." Aizawa scoffed, his eyes still closed with one arm draped over his eyes and the other around you cuddling you into him. As you traced circles on his chest, you giggled at mic,

"It's not MY fault that you ate all those cupcakes in one go..."

It was entirely your fault, you had a habit of baking at all hours of the day or night if you were stressed. You had to submit a new paper to your editor within a week, completely rewriting everything about the pro hero endeavor. Apparently your remarks were slightly too biased, but were they really? Everyone knew he was an asshole, you were just, saying what everyone already thought. It might've only been a part time job whilst you were at uni, but both boys were so busy attending their hero courses that you needed SOMETHING to occupy you whilst they were in their classes.

Mic frowned at the mirror, twisting and turning slightly to see if it was the angle of the full length mirror making him seem more puffy than he was, but ultimately accepting defeat he flopped onto the other side of aizawa as you both cuddled up to his chest. He didn't even flinch when mic jumped onto the bed, he simply lifted his arm off his eyes and opened it so he could snuggle up. Aizawa lazily kissed the tops of both your heads as you cuddled deeper into him, mic started to pout further at his physique, not even giggling when you started tracing patterns on the top of his hand. That usually always got the pout off his face, but this time it was seriously bothering him.

"That's it. I'm baking cookies. No one can be sad when cookies are involved." You jumped to your feet and stormed to the kitchen, crashing and sounds of pots and pans clanking together spilled from your shared kitchen, as you tried desperately to make the best tasting cookies you knew how.

After awhile, you stood in the doorway, holding out a tray in front of you with what looked like a hundred cookies shattered all across it. Your pink oven mittens that mic had brought you last year were incredibly worn by now, but the tiny little heart still somewhat stained the baby pink fabric. You had flour on your cheeks, batter in your hair and the world's biggest grin spread across your face. Aizawa raised an eye slightly at the smell of the cookies, then flopped his arm back over them as he simply opened his mouth wide. Mic lazily walked over, kissed the tip of your nose and trudged back to bed, feeding aizawa a few cookies before scoffing into them himself. You started to see the smile creep onto their faces, although they were tired and sad, your cooking never failed to brighten their faces, even just for a moment. You flopped onto mics back as he started humming to himself at how good the cookies were, opened your mouth and made a few grumps implying you wanted him to feed you too. He smooshed a cookie into your face, covering you in milk chocolate goo, before pulling you onto the bed and onto aizawa, they both started tickling you and teasing you, hating the fact that you knew exactly how to cheer them up, but being forever grateful that you stumbled into their lives.

"I can think of another way to help you burn off some calories mic..." Aizawa said, glancing at him then them both staring loving down at you, lust slowly creeping over their pupils. Your face flushed as you pulled your sweethearts by their collars into a collided group kiss. There was nowhere else you'd rather be, no others lips you'd rather taste, and no other sandwich you'd ever wanna take part in. They were your boys, and you were their sweetest love.

[rhetorical-ink]

BNHA Chapter 305 Observation: Nana Shimura and Sorahiko Gran Torino

So, after this panel of Shimura, before she told Deku to tell him she wished Gran Torino the best:

And this one of Gran Torino from Chapter 298:

And then THIS from back in chapter 281...

You expect me NOT to believe Gran Torino and her were a thing?! And that Sorahiko is possibly Kotaro's actual father? Okay, Horikoshi, okay...