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spice tolerance

why does trying to get better have to SUCK so much ???

blowing a giant raspberry at the world right now

me when i reach out first: ewww they hate me im annoying i should leave them alone

when people reach out to me first: YAYY THEY REMEBER I EXIST I AM KNOWN AND I AM LOVED

i have lovey dovey bitch syndrome & its incurable

i will try very hard to be kind until i die

What severe daddy issues does to a motherfucker

Bonus if they have a younger sibling they despised growing up (and tried to kill)

Michael Afton 🤝 Toya Todoroki

And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like “I love fictional men”

Thinking about how canon!Katsuki would definitely be the kind of guy to stare at you.

We all know he has a habit of just looking and being nosey, so I believe he’d be way worse with his crush.

The way he stares is almost like you can feel his deep blood red eyes touch your cheek while you scribble your notes away in your notebook. You’ve notice he has done it a lot, but you were never the type to outwardly call him out on anything, not wanting to draw unnecessary attention and awkwardness.

But he would always stare, his mouth and chin covered by the palm of his hand, right leg jumping in tandem with his pencil he keeps moving back and fourth with his fingers.

You’re just so damn pretty.

It’s not what he thinks, but it’s what he’s showing, his eyelids are narrowed, slight scowl, but not entirely an annoyed look he usually does.

Eyes traveling to your crossed smooth legs, noticing the little small indents of your cellulite on your thighs.

You look so soft.

The little cute expressions you make when you’re focused on solving the problem in front of you.

You look so cuddly.

The different hairstyles you wear almost every other week. This week you decided on boho braids and they flowed off your shoulder almost like a curtain covering your pretty side profile, that’s until you throw the strands in the back of your head again.

You’re ethereal.

Bakugo loves to just look at you. He would rather choke than admit it, but he will be focused on finishing his work early just for some extra time to look back at you again.

If anybody were to point out the fact his pupils are dilated right now he’d blow them across the class.

He just keeps staring at you.

Eventually he will get caught. You will look back with your warm smile and Ironically enough when he does see you he will avoid your eye contact back like the plague.

Damn hypocrite.

But also damn you for being such a beautiful girl to Katsuki.

shouto is absolutely, 100% the type to have what you deem to be the ugliest picture of you and cherish it. he'd have it as his home screen and everything and deem it worthy of being hung up in a gallery. you tell him to change it when you see it immediately and he looks so utterly shocked and confused. he quickly denies it when you say it doesn't look very flattering. seriously too, face hardening a bit when he he shakes his head and some strands fall close to his eyes.

"no, i like it." and just for safe measures he looks at his screen again and nods to himself afterwards "you look beautiful. you always do."

yeah, you're not so sure about that, but you unfortunately don't have much of a choice. your boyfriend is a sweetheart but god could he be stubborn..

Sometimes, you like teasing your boyfriend, Katsuki, by pretending to be one of his fangirls. He usually doesn't react and rolls his eyes at you, but today is different.

You strut into his office after patrol as usual and let out an exaggerated gasp. "Oh, my god, is that Dynamight?"

He looks up from his laptop and removes his reading glasses, setting them aside. "Yeah, what do you want?"

You smile and sit on his desk, his eyes following your every movement. "Sign my tits."

You expect him to scoff and shoo you away, but no. Instead, he grabs your thighs and pulls you into his lap. You laugh in surprise when he actually reaches for the hem of your shirt.

"Gonna sign 'em for you, alright?" He brings his lips to your ears as he slowly lifts your shirt up, "with my mouth."

I am in love with Izuku Midoriya.

That’s it. That’s the post.

I think bkg’s baby gets your eyes and your temperament and he’s so relieved. He doesn’t say a word about it, ever, but when his daughter is 6 years old and some twerp takes her toys on the playground and she only cries, doesn’t try to explode his face off when he picks her up to walk her home—bakugou is so relieved it makes him nauseous. Because he wanted that anger to die with him—because with all of the light and hope and good you brought into his life, he’d hoped that it be enough to ward off that venom that he still feels the remnants of in his veins.

When his baby drops her head on his shoulder, tuckered out, he feels pretty confident that it did.

pls kill all men who yell at girls from cars

cats love him, villains fear him

you and katsuki were mid-makeout sesh in your dorm. he was sitting against your headboard with you in his lap.

his hands were dipped underneath your shirt, caressing the skin of your lower back. his mouth was on your neck. you shivered as katsuki’s lips connected with your skin. the warmth of his breath left goosebumps in its wake.

you let out a soft sigh and gently petted his hair with your free hand. you melted into his touch, not only from how warm he was.

that was, until mina burst into your room unannounced to ask about something random.

she stared wide-eyed at you two. your eyes widened and your cheeks burned red out of embarrassment.

katsuki looked angry. his ears were bright red as he pulled you off of him. he thought the door was locked.

“get outta here, raccoon eyes!” he snapped angrily, pushing the pink-skinned girl out of your dorm and locking it behind her.

that was the day you two learned to double-check if the door was locked.

(not proof-read.)

I cant let gng know I still fw Bakugo.

OMGOMGOMG

i love my sister more than anything in this life, i will choose her happiness over mine every time.

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bakugou katsuki and you, a relationship turned sour as you both headed into your first year of highschool, at two separate hero academies.

you’d been dating since your third year of junior high, and yet he had never come by to meet your family. although, you wouldn’t really want him to. natsuo, fuyumi and shouto were great, but your father was still stuck in his number one mindset.

he’d basically disposed of you once your quirk manifested, you took after your mother after all. your quirk, shrapnel, allowed you to produce and shoot shards of ice at your opponent, but you always ran cold as a result.

shouto, now he was exactly what your father wanted. you’d been allowed to play with your siblings growing up, allowed to do normal childhood things as you watched your twin brother get beaten down by your father. he’d come into your shared childhood bedroom in tears almost every night, and you’d be there to comfort him, every single time.

so when you’d gone to shiketsu to spite your father, you’d essentially split with shouto. developing your own life and your own personality.

all while dating his future classmate.

and when you and bakugou broke up, shouto was furious at the boy. but the blonde haired boy just chalked it up to todoroki being jealous.

until he saw you both side by side at the provisional licensing exam. he didn’t know how he missed it before, but you and todoroki looked exactly alike aside from his two-toned hair and your snowy white locks. the fact that your last name was your mother’s maiden name wasn’t helping him find out shouto was your brother.

you’d found bakugou as you were trying to outrun an entire class from another school, but what you didn’t expect was for bakugou to have a group with him.

an electric type was rather smart, despite the way he looked.

“hey, bakugou. she looks a lot like todoroki, right?” he just stared at you, still. until he smiled, his canines visible as you were frozen in place, your shiketsu cap lying on the ground next to you as you looked up from where you were sat on the ground.

he was planning to attack you.

he sent a cluster of explosions your way, was he trying to kill you?

a block of ice appeared, taking up the blasts force as your brother ran towards you, grabbing your hand and forcing you up.

“todoroki? what the hell are you doing, man?! she’s the enemy!” a spikey, red haired man was shouting at your brother who was currently dodging or deflecting every attack that was headed your way.

“she’s not the enemy, she’s my sister.”

i will never stop being 6 years old and lonely. i will never stop being 11 years old and lonely. i will never stop being 19 years old and lonely. i will never stop

Nath that reads to you when you can't sleep, your head resting on his chest, his arms around your shoulders while holding the book. His voices soft, almost as a whisper. You should close your eyes, finally get the sleep you need but you can't tear your eyes away from him. His lips, his nose, his eyes, he looks so good you wonder what he sees in you, yet when his eyes fall into yours, theres nothing but love in them "Do you want me to stop?" he asks, you shake your head. You could listen to him your entire life, talking about whatever and you'd be listening very close, drinking his words. He kisses your forehead, before resuming his lecture and you finally close your eyes, ready to fall asleep in the arms of the man you love.

Source: poeticalphotos

Cute pizzas appreciation post

i can’t help it 🦢

where?

do it scared. do it vaguely uncomfortable. do it mysteriously damp

my body cracks like a glow stick but has the audacity to not glow? despicable