you ever just been like, yo.. I wanna date one of thems boys bcuz they would just be awesome?
you're in luck! I've been making headcanons for about 2 years! and I'm just trying my best so enjoy
Current characters
Izuku Midoriya💚
Katsuki Bakugo🧡
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(Sorry if I haven't posted in awhile, I'm on spring break though so expect more)
Izuku Midoriya 💚:
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To be Honest, he's found you attractive since the day you met. Although he would never admit it. He thought highly of you. He didn't catch feelings until he started inspecting your Quirk. He was lost in his own head watching you train, taking notes in the process. He looked up at you with a mesmerized expression as you ran your fingers through your hair and looked over at him. You smiled and waved at him sweetly. His heart clenched.
He knew he was hopeless for you the second he saw your smile.
Katsuki Bakugo🧡:
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You, Kirishima and Bakugo were sticking to a strict training regime as your friendship grew. While the two were sparring you went to go fill your water bottle's when you heard a.. noticeably louder than usual. "FUCK YOU SHITTY HAIR! FUCK THAT HURT LIKE A BITCH FUCK OW!" Instantly your heroic instincts kicked in and you basically dropped everything and ran over to where the boys were sparring and you saw a large wound on Bakugo's forearm. He held his arm tightly as he sat on the ground cussing to himself. You quickly asked a very nervous Kirishima to go find a med kit as the angry blonde protested.
"I don't need your fucking help!" He hissed
"Relax and just let me take a look."
You grabbed his arm and examined the wound. He was trying to block an attack that Kirishima attempted to throw at him. His jagged sharp skin cut through Katsuki like paper.
"Kiri got you good huh?"
He looked off to the side angry. Your red headed friend came back and you gently began wrapping the wound in bandages.
"Its.. not too tight is it?"
Your tender care of his wounds and soft spoken words made his heart stop.
"Tsh... its.. fine..."
It was your tender passion. The way you cared for him like a true hero. The way... your body moved without thinking to go help him..
