Whenever He Sends Any Type Of Late Night Message He Deems 'too Mushy', Katsuki Turns His Phone Off Immediately

scattered 'cross my family line

i'm so good at telling lies, that came from my mother's side. told a million to survive

maybe i was born to read fanfic and obsess over fictional men idk

Grandmas were so right about puzzles and knitting and crocheting and solitaire and reading slow and slippers and baking and watching deer in the backyard send post

I love how people think that the Bakusquad is more dangerous than the Dekusquad just because they have Bakugou in it. Like yeah, he’s feral and has rabies but the most this man has ever done is sneaking out of the dorms yet still staying within school campus to fight deku. This man is a nerdy little asshole who sleeps at 8PM. Meanwhile the Dekusquad has an attempted murder and three of them have literal criminal records. But OOOHHHH NOOOOO, THEY LOOK SO CUTE AND INNOCENT WHILE BAKUGOU HAS GONE COMPLETELY APESHIT- no. C R I M I N A L S

As a fandom, we have to acknowledge that Akaashi is weirder than Bokuto.

this art will always make me want to bawl my eyes out because what do you mean we could have pro hero touya and health assistant toga only if they had decent parents??

(I hate mha society so much)

Studies with the Couffaines

It had been ten years since the war ended. Ten years since you’ve seen George Weasley.

You always called him your “one that got away”, back in school you were friendly, but during your sixth year together you had grown close. To everyone else it seemed inevitable that you two would end up together, yet it never had the chance to grow, as the twins took off to start their joke shop the next year. Any would be romance between you was effectively smothered to death by the distance.

And then the war. The war provided the last nail in the coffin for that romance. All your time being spent in hiding and providing aid to those in need.

It had been ten years since Fred had died. And during that time, you joined the muggle world again, trying to find yourself. You had heard George had started a relationship with Fred’s ex-girlfriend Angelina. That it had moved too quick for it to be healthy for either of them, but it ended soon after their daughter Roxanne had been born, the pair separating amicably. Or so you’ve heard from your friends who keep tabs on that kind of stuff. Not that you kept up with his life, or so you like to tell yourself.

And now you stand in front of George, a different version of the man you had once known so well. He had aged significantly, though you’re sure losing a brother and having a kid will do that to one. You could see a streak of white in his hair, bringing together this new look for him. He was like a bottle of old wine, only getting better with age.

Awkwardly, you make small talk. Then you start joking. And for a brief bit of time, everything feels alright. You see George laughing like he used to do in school, when you’d sneak into the kitchen and steal the left over pastry’s and gossip about what happened in class that day. There’s still that same sadness in his eyes, but through the cracks you can see that recognizable light.

Things may not be the same as they were back in Hogwarts, but that isn’t what you both need now. Perhaps, it’s better that you both find what a relationship could be now that you’ve both grown.

Dragon King Bakugou speaks to your tummy the night he comes back from battle. He lies naked on the plush soft fur of your shared bed. His ear is pressed to the tight skin stretched over the swell of your belly.

He hums deep and growly in his chest, an ancient melody, one his father sung to him when he was young. The archaic psalm details a powerful king, one blessed by fire itself and the son he gave birth to.

Your husband places a red tinted hand over your belly and sings in high draconian the story of the Dragon King and the Morning Star.

His voice fills the intimate space of your bedroom, the fire seems to sway lazily with his voice. The shadows dance gracefully along the walls. As the tale ends, he kisses your belly and mutters something more familiar to your ears despite the ancient lost language.

My Son.

He lowers his voice as if telling him a secret.

“I poured all that is good in me into your mother’s womb to make you. You will burn bright like your parents before you. Fire, Sun, and Star.”

ik this is a very used trope for todoroki but i love it so much, so im gonna say it one more time.

shoto todoroki uses his quirk when he hugs you. it’s obvious the he’s kinda oblivious to relationships and that’s just because he’s never been in one before you, but he’s trying his best and that’s what matters the most. when he finds out from a conversation with a few of the girls in class 1-a that warm hugs are comforting, he wonders if you agree.

so he tests it.

todoroki knows you’re a hugger, you basically hug him every time you see him. so the next time you hug him, he’s gonna use his ice quirk and slightly make himself colder to see how fast you move away. then he’s gonna test it with his fire side, and heat himself up.

once he finds out you prefer a warmer hug, he uses it every time as an excuse to show off to you without you really realizing it and also an excuse to hug you more.