bokuto’s spare tiddies pls

oh bestie good luck on those!! 😩 and thank you! i hope you don’t mind that these will be a bit informal as i do my work

todoroki:

ah he’s so cute

so entertaining

he’s got this dry sense of humour that he develops when he notices people laugh at his comments

oh my god i can totally see everyone having a serious discussion when suddenly, here comes todoroki with his dumbass energy

it’d be like someone’s having a discussion: “What do you think of Stain’s ideologies?”

todoroki will come in and be like, “Who?” and they’ll reply “You know, Stain the hero killer?”

and literally with the straightest face he'll just go: “oh right...evil ninja turtle.” 

and then walk off, leaving his classmates behind him with their head in their hands

lets make this a bit romantic too

when he gets comfortable with you, expect kisses against your cheek, neck, hair, arm, hand, lips, leg- literally everywhere 

he never knew of the concept of PDA, so when you shied away from the flurry of kisses at first because everyone was literally right there, todoroki froze, nodded solemnly and backed off

you have to explain what PDA was, and why you were so shocked, and explain to him what you like

he feels better after that 

he likes cooking with you, because when youre teaching him to cut you go in front, or behind him depending on your height and hold his hands, or let him hold yours as you chop away 

the contact calms him

9 times out of 10 he’ll come up behind you anyway and just wrap his arms around your waist and sag against you, cheek resting against your shoulder and head tucked safely into the curve of your neck

as you can tell he also likes cuddles

he is TOUCH starved so pls give him all the touches you can

again, he takes a second to warm up to it bc what is this?? what are you doing?? why does it feel nice??

but then once he’s comfortable with you then he’s the sweetest, clingiest boy ever

its endearing

he’s also your personal heater and AC obviously, everyone agrees on this

he also, when you’re down, has made a habit to give you little ice creations

he’ll create some ice in his palm, and then heat up his left finger and carve away at the chunk until it begins to resemble...something, anything

at first it was not good, he wasn’t good at it but as time went by he become SO, so talented at it??

he realised how satisfying and relaxing it was, and he also loved giving you them and watching how your eyes lit up with every new creation he gave you.

its something he keeps for only when you need a pick me up, because he likes the sentimental value :(( so he doesn’t give them all day everyday

please play with his hair, please tie it up into a pineapple tuft on his head, put clips and headbands and pin it back and style it :( he loves it so much 

he would absolutely walk around the UA dorms and school with them in, brightening slightly when someone asks about them, as he takes that opportunity to talk about you instead

Can you write some Kirishima and Shinso angst?

Well hi, yes I am! Thank you so much for the invite ☺️ !

cw: swearing, angst, mentions of shinsou having sex but its not explicitly said

shinsou hitoshi was an ass. hitoshi was a stupid, lying, scummy, cheating, disgusting a-

"Y/n?"

now he calls you. three missed calls, a worried trek to his dorm room, and the real life picture of shinsou between another girls legs, and it’s only now that he deems you worthy of a response. it’s funny- you'd always wondered what you would do if you caught your boyfriend cheating. would you scream and cry and smash everything around you? would you slap him, kick him where you know it'll hurt the most and then run out? would you sneer at the girl and then spit foul words at them both?

no. you wouldn’t. you consider it for a moment, a split second, but the urge to cry, to scream, to hit leaves as soon as it’d come. he doesn’t deserve any more of your time.

no, hitoshi scrambles out from the grip of her shaking knees and grabs the blanket- your blanket to tie around his waist as if you've never seen him before, leaving the stranger in your bed cowering behind a pillow. no, you hold a hand up as he stumbles towards you, smelling of sweat and musk and home and shake your head once. twice. you open your mouth before closing it again, nodding as you look around the room for...what? another person to pop out? you don't know, so you just shake your head, lips pressed together as you silently back out the room. you hate hate hate that shinsou knows you well enough to not speak, or even breathe because it would set you off.

"30 minutes. get out of my house shinsou-san." and you walk out, not looking back once as the home you once had in shinsou, burnt down.

kirishima was the sweetest, most supportive boy ever, and he never failed to show you how much he loved you.

yet even the brightest stars lost their shine over time.

“what the fuck is this?” kirishima’s words are slow and deliberate, his brow furrowed as he looks up at you.

“it’s juice?” you ask, though you suddenly aren’t sure. what has him so pissed off in the middle of the day? “i thought you’d want one, i-“

“fuck what you think,” he suddenly interrupts, unceremoniously shoving the glass away from him. “hell, do you even know how to think? you’re always so useless, so airheaded, always following and never-“

“kirishima!”

“WHAT? What is the problem Y/n, you’re always pitying me and so naggy and clingy and I’m trying so hard to get better with this useless, shit quirk and all you can do is flit around me like a fly- why can’t you just fuck OFF sometimes?”

his sight is blurry and shaking and his chest is heaving, and he freezes when he realises that the spot you were standing in, is suddenly empty, and you were nowhere to be seen. deep down, below all that anger he's so glad you're gone, lest he hurt you even more, as he falls to the floor and sobs into his hands. you'll come back, you know you will, but kirishima needed his space, and you needed to escape the screams spat at your face from someone you knew wasn't your boyfriend.

(nsfw. obviously.)