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third year! bakugou katsuki thinks it's pathetic how everyone tries to ask you to be their valentine while you stand absolutely awkwardly and oblivious to their advances.

he rolls his eyes, scoffing at how you tilt your head and ask 'what do you mean?' when a new second-year tries to confess through a heartfelt letter a week before valentines day. he's sitting in the cafeteria, a few tables away from you where you stand with your tray. his friends catch his line of sight and begin to watch too as you awkwardly take the letter and mention how it's your favourite colour, what a coincidence.

"man, poor y/n." kaminari sighs, "been getting bombarded with valentine's day proposals."

"acting like you werent one last year." sero snickers, elbowing the blonde, who replies with 'shut up!'.

"y/n, todoroki and momo have to be the most popular third years. i saw todoroki carrying a fruit arrangement yesterday with 'be my valentine' on some flags." mina states, drinking her orange juice.

jirou retorts, poking her food, "did you see y/n's shoe locker when they opened it? they were basically drowning in all those letters. and their desk was full of teddy bears and hearts and flowers."

"yaoyorozu told me that she felt so bad because she rejected someone who choreographed a flash mob for her." kirishima inputs, "but seriously, so many people have tried getting with y/n, it's insane."

katsuki only rolls his eyes again as you thank the person, who runs away giddily. you're so uninterested in the person that you just pocket it in your blazer for later. katsuki chuckles at the action before returning to his food.

he thinks it's so funny that everyone is fawning over you. he understood todoroki and yaoyorozu, they've been popular since day one. but you? what did anyone see in you?

"hey, bakugou, are you alright?" you ask, standing in front of him on the porch of the dormitory. it's now five days later and he blinks himself back to reality and swallows the lump in his throat. "you were kinda' just staring at me and that girl just then..."

it's true, he was. a first year, some lovesick teen girl, came to confess to you just then. you hold some chocolates in your hand and a bouquet of roses in another. your third this week, he tallies.

"i—i wasn't." he stammers, looking away. he was leaning against the pillar, watching you as he took in some fresh air. it was pure coincidence, he says. "what... did you tell 'em?"

"i felt a bit sorry, she cried a little when i said i'm not a fan of this kind of chocolate." you express, showing him the box. katsuki smirks. you were so blunt. "i still accepted it though, to make her feel better. i don't even know her, though."

"strange." he responds, staring at you, "so what now then?"

"do you want it?"

"i don't want your fucking confession candy." he scoffs, furrowed brows. he's irritated at the offer and you just tuck the chocolates underneath your arm. "why'd you say 'no'?"

"i... don't know her." you state as if it was obvious. he blinks and looks away. "i dunno', i've been getting asked a lot recently."

"that so?" it's so pathetic, how anyone would trip and fall at your feet at the slight chance to share valentine's day with you. he could think of a thousand things better to do tomorrow than spend it with you—

"how come you haven't asked me yet?" you inquire, pursing your lips, "to be your valentine?"

"hah?" he huffs out, making the most outraged expression on his face, "what the hell did you just say to me?"

you sigh, opening the entrance door with your new gifts, "nevermind."

he stares at you as you leave him alone on the porch. questions swirl in his mind, making him think about you even more. is this how you made so many admirers? you just... made them think about you? you were absolutely crazy.

that's got to me the most pathetic thing about valentine's day, right?

wrong.

katsuki annoyedly drops the chocolates that he knows for sure you love. and as he passes the flower section, oh god, the amount of time he spent trying to figure out which ones were the perfect ones. the cashier looks at him knowingly, wishing him 'goof luck' on his endeavour. katsuki scoffs and tells them to shut his mouth.

what's pathetic is that katsuki readies himself for asking you. now that he's got confirmation that you were expecting him to, he would do it. he is standing in front of your dorm door, holding the flowers and chocolates and teddy bear in his arms. he knows you have hundreds in your room right now, but... he's pathetic.

when his hand goes up to knock on your door, the elevator reaches the floor and opens to reveal you in the sports uniform.

you walk up, typing on your phone when you look up to your dorm to see him. "oh, hey."

"hey." he mumbles, trying his best to hide the presents behind his back, "went on a run?"

"no, quirk training, actually." you respond, unlockong your dorm. you walk in and turn your head. "did you need to talk to me?"

"well... i—"

"are those for valentine's day?" you point to the flowers that are badly hiden behind him.

katsuki grunts, finally revealing them, "y—yeah... i don't know how to do this."

"come in." you say, inviting him into your dorm. he nervously enters and closes the door behind him. you sit at our desk, leg over your knee, almost like you're inspecting him thoroughly. "so, who is it for?"

he stops. "huh?"

"i mean, who are you asking?" you mumble out. he doesn't know what to say. do you not remember asking him to ask you yesterday? "you're looking for advice, aren't you?"

suddenly, he's on the fire. he's in the position that he made fun of those other people for being in. and it fucking sucks.

it takes all his courage to sigh out, "no... no, you idiot. i'm asking you."

"wha—? me?" you point at yourself.

"yes! here!" he practically shoves them into your hands and steps away away. "i... want you to be my valentine tomorrow. please."

his harsh tone makes you rethink his statement. but katsuki sees a smile dawn on your face regardless, something the others who have asked you haven't seen.

"thank you, bakugou. i love them."

he knows damn well you do.

"i'd be happy to be your valentine." you confirm, standing up and placing the flowers on your desk. you put the chocolates and teddy on your bed, smiling the whole time. he gulps in anticipation, despite you already saying 'yes'. "thank you, truly. it's perfect."

katsuki clears his throat, hands in his pockets and he looks away, "'s nothin'."

you chuckle and step towards him, hand on his shoulder as you give him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"whatever you say. where did you wann' go tomorrow?"

he thinks it's pathetic how on valentine's day, you drag him to all the couple stalls and events, and even do a hand-reading (katsuki lets out a sigh of relief when they said that you two are quite the perfect match), but when it's with you, it's a lot less embarrassing to do it. in fact, he'd relive this whole day again if he could.

what's pathetic is how all those people thought they could have this time with you, when all you ever wanted was bakugou katsuki himself.

﹒₊‧midoriya is the best to take care of you when your sick.

growing up with just his mother he's learned a lot from her. in my head this means that he is a really good caretaker and knows just what to do to make you feel even a little bit better. <3

when he hears you're sick he comes by before school, on his lunch break, and right after school to check on you. he brings you your favorite soup and and brings you a big thing of water to drink. he sets up a little station with an electric tea kettle with water and herbal tea, over the counter medicine to help with the fever and a bucket of ice to cool the wash cloths. he puts your hair up (bc having hair in your face while your sick and sweaty is the worst) and places a cool washcloth on your forehead and lets it sit before gently wiping it around your face, under your eyes, down your nose, across your cheeks & behind your ears. izuku is at your beck and call during this time. if you need absolutely anything just text him and he'll be sprinting over. ofc he gathers all your work from classes you missed even if they were out of his way, and when ur better he does his best to help you out with some of it, considering you missed the lessons.

basically izuku midoriya is the best boyfie (2nd to sero)₊‧

<a/n: i'm currently sick, covid :(, and i had a dream abt this>

ෆ making the first move, gn!reader, reblogs appreciated, not proofread

characters, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, katsuki bakugo, eijiro kirishima, hanta sero

a/n: if you’re 18 and older don’t interact. these are minors, as am i and it makes me uncomfortable.

→ izuku never knew when the right time was. he didn’t want to screw it up, that’s why you were the one to do so. nothing big though because you didn’t want to overwhelm him. the simple gesture of holding his hand was enough to make him blush a hundred shades of red. but you walked hand in hand to your dorm before saying bye. once you’d hit your room door izuku was visibly freaking out walking down the halls. his hands were sweaty and his throat was tight. yet all you did was hold hands.

→ shoto unintentionally made the first move. with his lack of knowledge on things romance related he didn’t know anything like holding your hand would be a big deal. kissing? oh yeah he knew that would be, but hand holding seemed like it would’ve came naturally at the beginning of your relationship. why you hadn’t done so yet confused him. he saw it was the perfect time though when the two of you were walking back to the dorms in the chilly fall weather. he saw you shivering and decided maybe he could warm you up. so he reached for your hand with his left hand heated it up. even after you thanked him he continued to hold you hand the rest of the way. it was a nice feeling

→ with katsuki you made the first move. shocking? ehhh. i mean i don’t see him being the one to enable physical touch the first time. maybe after you do it because then he knows your comfortable. this time it wasn’t even hand holding. the two of you had returned to the dorms after training and were hanging out in the lounge. katsuki being himself was about to head to bed early so you stopped him. “wait i wanna give you something,” you said turning the ash blinds focus to you. as he stared at you waiting for you to ‘give him something’ you hurried to his side and placed yo lips on his cheek. “goodnight.” you smiled at him. his mouth fell open before he cleared his throat. “yeah, goodnight.”

→ eijiro wanted you to make the first move. for you guys it wasn’t hand holding either. that was a natural thing you both just did when you started dating. kisses on the cheek also became a gradually normal thing so ‘first move’ didn’t fit those. what it really was, was cuddling. the two of you had been sitting in his room watching movies on his bed—when you smoothly leaned your head on his shoulder in hopes he’d wrap his arms around you. the redhead froze slightly at the contact before hesitantly placing his arm of your shoulder. one thing leads to another and your arms are wrapped around each other as you slowly fall asleep in his arms. (amazing cuddles btw)

→ hanta tried so hard to be smooth about flirting with you prior to dating. it wouldn’t change when you were together. he never realized it but he already had a natural charm so when he terribly tried to flirt while dating it was never ‘smooth’—far from it really. what he did though was the classic ‘yawn-and-put-your-arm-over-the-shoulder’ thing. which did lead to you resting your head on his shoulder and eventually laying in his lap. so maybe it wasn’t the worst idea.

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Honestly Sero is such a good character I really wish they had done more with him.

It makes me so happy when I see the fandom appreciating and loving him <3

A request where Miguel’s daughter and miles are a thing but maybe like a rivalry to lovers typa trope

♱ — DON'T CALL ME THAT

pairing: e!1610!miles x afrolatina!fem!reader genre: enemies to lovers warnings: minor violence, make-out session guest stars: miguel o'hara, hobie brown, pavitr prabhakar, peter & mayday parker now playing: puppet - tyler, the creator CHARACTERS ARE AGED TO 17

summary: miguel was your adoptive father. you were lucky enough to also be granted with spider-like abilities, but miguel refused to let you actually go into battle and such for your own safety. you were cool with a lot of people but there was one in particular that you were taught to hate.

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It was around two o'clock in the morning when you snuck out of your penthouse. You knew it was wrong but you felt you had every right to do it, especially when you feel trapped in your own home all the time.

You never got out. You were raised to think the outside world was dangerous and that everything you'll ever encounter was out to get you. Better yet, kill you.

Tangled was your favorite movie because you related to it on a deeper later, though you never thought of your father as Mother Gothel. It was rude of you to compare your father to a villain.

Your father, Miguel, was also out on patrol and you knew exactly who he was with. Your only friends, Hobie, Peter and Pavitr. You would sometimes a feel a matter of resentment towards your father.

He got to go out and have all the fun while you stayed at home in your room all day. Whenever you got bored, you'd spend your time designing your own spider suit.

You knew the day would come when you'd finally be able to do what your father does, but you never knew when. Your spider suit was coloured white and pastel blue.

Once you crawled your way to the top of the building you slipped on your mask before taking a big leap off. In the midst of falling you closed your eyes, adoring the breeze.

Adrenaline rushed through your veins as you knew what you were doing was morally wrong, but it excited you. You're no longer a kid, you're tired of being kept a secret.

From the distance you seen minor explosions. That was where your father and friends were. You knew that because of how far they were, you'd be fine.

Suddenly, you felt a tingle. This tingle caught you completely off guard in the midst of swinging from building to building. With that, you fell into an alley and landed pretty hard.

You heard footsteps approaching behind you and immediately you turned around frightened by this, webbing them to the wall. This alley was dimly lit so it was hard to make out who or what you had just webbed.

"I see why your dad doesn't let you fight," the voice laughed.

You stormed up to the person webbed and ripped off their mask. All of your previous tension was eased when you noticed it was just Miles Morales, your sworn enemy.

"Hi mami," he smirked.

Miles was somebody you were taught to hate and stay away from, vice versa. But gosh, why did the person you declared your enemy have to be so damn attractive?

From his hair, to his eyes, to his entire face to his voice—you loved it all. You loved the way he spoke to you. Nothing but a light touch sends chills down your spine.

"Don't call me that," you groan.

"Quit liking it then," he says with that same stupid smirk.

You rolled your eyes and crossed your eyes, locking eyes with the boy. His low eyes could burn holes into your skin with the way that he was looking at you.

He magically came undone out of the webs and started walking up to you, backing you up into the wall behind you. His hands slowly slid around your waist.

His left hand reached for your mask, slowly ripping it off your head and smiled when he was met with your actual face.

"You look so beautiful, ma," he muttered under his breath.

"I said don't call me that."

He chuckled, "You love when I call you that."

Your hand was yet to slap him across the face but before you could, he webbed it to the wall. You grew furious, but you were weakening at his touch.

"Bite me," you snapped.

"Gladly."

You couldn't use your other hand to push him as he was being sneaky and already webbed it. So you resorted to using your entire body to push him but failed miserably.

Miles smirked once again. He begins inching closer towards you, immediately aiming for your neck where he'd then starts kissing along it. He took 'bite me' literally.

"Don't leave marks," you mumble and you feel him smiling against your neck.

You knew he wasn't going to listen to you. He rarely ever does. You were growing weaker for him by the second and you hated it, but deep down you secretly loved it.

"Don't tell me what to do, mi vida," he replies against your neck.

"But-"

"I don't care," is all he says.

You were going to speak, but were then cut off when he nips at a certain spot that makes you shiver and let out a small, involuntary moan.

Miles focuses on that spot for some time, sucking and nipping until he pulls back to admire his work. He smirks in satisfaction when he sees the mark beginning to form, then lets his eyes meet yours.

"We shouldn't be doing this, loco," you mumble.

Miles cocks an eyebrow, "I disagree. You want this just as much as I do, so we should."

You remained silent. You couldn't argue with that logic. When you don't say anything in protest, Miles takes this as the chance to lean in and connect your lips.

His hands were rested on your hips while your lips moved in perfect sync. Your hands broke out of the webs and you finally pushed him off of you, trying to catch your breath.

You internally blush when you see the way Miles is staring at you, his eyes seeming a darker brown than usual.

"What?"

"I told you to quit with the flirty shit," you replied annoyedly, wiping the excess gloss off of your lips.

"Yeah, but then you kissed me. Mixed signals, preciosa," he smirks.

You rolled your eyes before looking up and getting an idea. With that, you swung your way to the top of the building you previously fell from. It wasn't that high, but it was a great escape from Miles.

Your stomach was still filled with butterflies from the kiss you had just shared with him. It kind of made you smile a bit too, but you immediately shrugged it off when you caught yourself in the act.

When you landed in an area surrounded by trees, you were sure you escaped. You hid behind one of the trees looking out into the distance, positive that Miles had no idea where you went.

"You know, you're really bad at this," Miles chuckled.

You turned around startled at the fact that he was standing right behind you.

"God, I really fucking hate you," you mumble.

"I love you too, mami."

"I told you to stop calling me that," you say in a low voice as you get in his face, trying with everything you have to not look at his lips.

God, those lips.

"I still think you like it," he replies and stands his ground, not breaking the intense eye contact being shared as you try to stare him down.

Even though your mind is screaming not to, your eyes drift down to those magnificent pair of lips that have been infesting your thoughts since you shared that kiss earlier.

"I can tell you wanna kiss me again," he says smugly and you deeply felt defeated and wanted to say yes, but still, you stood your ground.

With that, you kick him in the stomach and make a run for it. You were stood in the middle of the road, certain that you got away. Suddenly you were blinded by lights and put your hands to your eyes to see what it was.

You were pulled away from the road by a web and immediately were wrapped in Miles' embrace. You watched as the speeding car drove away into the distance.

"Fuck ma, you scared me!"

"Shut up! I knew that was gonna happen...you're the one that's not supposed to be here," you lied.

You remove yourself from his embrace and continue to walk and like a puppy, Miles followed behind you. The sound of your fathers voice began to get closer.

You immediately turned around, pulling Miles along to hide with you in the nearest bush. You knew you were fucked when you heard him nearby.

You were fucked the moment you looked next you, seeing as Miles was again staring you down with hearts practically forming in his eyes.

Your father would've killed not only him but you too, considering the fact that he's always warned you about Miles. You began panicking. You had no idea how you were going to get yourself out of this one.

Miles watched the look of worry appear on your face and pulled you closer to him. You didn't care about a single thing at the moment. You rested your head on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat instantly calming you down.

Your father was stood right in front of the bush you and Miles hid in. Your eyes drifted down to his feet and noticed your mask in front of his feet.

Your hands flew to your mouth. You hoped he wouldn't look down to see it. From afar you noticed Hobie looking directly at the two of you, even noticing the mask in front of your fathers feet.

With that, Hobie quickly and quietly used his webs to bring the mask towards him. Your father quickly ran off, continuing his battle with the others.

Hobie sprinted over to the bush where you two then stood up looking incredibly guilty.

"Y/n you're insane for this, but big ups to you going against your fathers wishes. I don't believe in obedience," he chuckled.

"I always knew you guys had a thing, but this confirmed it," Pavitr blurted out, startling you and Miles.

Hobie's eyes drifted down to your neck where he sees the mark that Miles had left previously and was going in to touch it when Miles' arms wrapped around you.

"You should make your way home, mama. We'll take it from here," he says, pressing a kiss against your cheek that you immediately wiped off.

"Yeah, make your way home and get a cold spoon," Hobie joked, earning a web to his mouth from you.

Hobie and Pavitr both ran away, leaving you and Miles alone once again. Miles gave you one last kiss before backing up to go into battle with the others.

"Oh and mama, leave the window open. I'll come see you tonight!" He shouted before swinging off into the distance.

he should've been at the club im going to throw up

Thinking about the bakusquad who…

Thinking about sero hanta who brings you your coffee order whenever he’s on his way to see you.

Thinking about bakugou katsuki who makes his lunch for 2 so he can share with you.

Thinking about denki kaminari who will do anything to get you laughing at him.

Thinking about kirishima ejiro makes an effort to see you in the morning to tell you good morning.

Thinking about jiro kyoka who writes songs for you and preforms them during your study sessions, it doesn’t tell you they’re about you.

Thinking about mina ashido who loves to give you a self care makeover when you’re feeling tired or stressed.

theestallion: We made it to JAPAN 🇯🇵

i like your pov: dating shoto what about with bakugou or denki?

★ POV : YOURE DATING BAKUGOU !

Jennie’s notes ! — I’ll tag you in the denki pov since I can only do one at a time. Ty Loved this request !! :)

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