Arguing with Bakugou is stupid. You’re never going to win. Just don’t do it.
But on the off chance you do feel strongly enough to argue, your best bet is to not surrender into the urge to yell because then things just escalate. He will be yelling, but you absolutely can’t if you want him to hear you out on anything. Once the yelling begins, it just becomes a battle of who can be louder.
You don’t actually make up. Not formally, anyway.
Usually he’ll just stop giving you the silent treatment, commenting on something mundane that he normally would never. If you’re ready to move past the problem, you’ll probably have to respond with equal blandness to prevent being misconstrued as mocking him or being petty. He’s sensitive like that.
Cue soft apologetic touches and cuddling, because he’s bad at expressing himself verbally.
Todoroki
You don’t argue. Not really.
On the off chance you do, it’s more of a short disagreement than an actual argument. He’s determined not to cause hurt feelings with you. Nothing is more important to him than having a peaceful relationship.
He always apologizes first. It drives you bonkers.
Usually you end up holding a bit of a grudge, but when you do finally calm down you’re quick to apologize to him. No argument is worth your relationship.
Expect him to be very understanding of your feelings, even when you disagree.
Tender bird man headcanons??? You got it! This crazy chicken man has grown on me so here we go.
Order up!
Hawks
🍗Hawks really never thought he would ever have an S/O in his life, but god he was happy to be proven wrong!
🍗Even though the only part of him that’s a bird is his wings Hawks still shows many bird like tendencies. The man will end up using an array of blankets to make a nest and pull his love right into it to cuddle. Wrapping his wings around them and falling asleep.
🍗He can’t cook worth shit, but god does he love trying new recipes with his S/O. The two of you trying to make homemade fried chicken being a memory he never wanted to forget.
🍗Hawks never talks about his childhood, but occasionally when it haunts him he likes to just sit with you and relax. His trickster persona gone in favor of just enjoying the silence. Maybe after a while he’ll tell you what’s up, or he’ll just laugh it off like it didn’t happen. Though him showing you his vulnerable side means more than the reason.
🍗Movies would be fun if Hawks didn’t spend most of the time throwing popcorn at you. It was plain annoying, and childish. Though annoying and childish came hand in hand with Hawks it didn’t mean it wouldn’t annoy you from time to time. Though he’ll make up for it by feeding you some pieces as an apology.
🍗The meme lord himself never backs down from messing with you, and will literally tease you anyway he can. Slowly making it seem like he was gonna kiss you only to hold up a lemon last minute giving you a mouthful of sour. Though he’ll make sure to kiss you right after to share your pain. Even if both parties rolling on the floor in pain isn’t the best solution.
Honestly that’s pretty adorable. I’m 100% sure everytime his s/o does something that he considers cute and adorable he just goes on a giggle spree. I mean seriously, how fucking cute can you be!?
If you make this man lunches on your own whim and out of pure love. Then. Slap. A. Wedding. Ring. On. Your. Finger. But seriously, he will always thank you and even though he considers it unnecessary for you to do so, he never voices it. He will always eat whatever you make him. Even if you aren’t the best cook in the world. If you take of the crust of the sandwiches you make him then he will always love you until the end of time, if not it’s fine he doesn’t care about the crust lmao.
Whenever you pop your head in the door, out of the back room into his shop, to make sure he’s okay, his attention shifts to you. Even if there is a client in the room they will have to wait a few moments until you both snap out of it and you continue on with your day letting the Underaker attend his clients. He is aware his clients are still there, but he just finds whatever you have to say more interesting. If it’s the Earl Phamtonhive, he intentionally continues his talk with you for a few moments more, finding the Earl’s impatient tendency hilarious.
Unlike other characters, if you “baby” him too much he wouldn’t mind at all. It’s been quite a long time since he’s been held at night by a warm embrace. It’s been far too long since he had someone who would scold him, and reprimand him for doing something reckless. Someone who does so out of pure love, and nothing else. If you ever do so, he just zones out and smiles. Giving you a small “okay, okay” or a “I know, I’m sorry”. Catching you off guard and out of your lecture as he blesses you with a small smile that is only shown towards you, and you alone.
You can always tell when he is in one of those “moods”. The kind of moods when he wants to remain alone. Where he just wants to curl up in your shared bed. Where he just wants to shut out the world, and sleep. Calming himself with the soft ticking of the clock, or the small gust of wind that would enter from the window. That’s when you are able to crawl into bed alongside him. Hugging him from the back and tracing small patterns. He never objects, he never says anything. He doesn’t mind when you play with his hair and run your fingers through them at this time.
Honestly, a motherly s/o gets 100x more unexpected hugs than a non-motherly s/o.
Be warn though, if you baby him then expect the same treatment right back to ya. He gets a bigger sense to look after you just as much as you wish to look after him. He doesn’t mind if you are too affectionate or anything like that.
If you behave in a motherly manner outside or express PDA, he doesn’t care either. Let people stare or look. He doesn’t give a fuck. If it keeps a smile on your face and makes you the happiest person in the whole wide world then he will happily let you cuddle at his side while strolling about in London.
Whenever he insults his appearance in front of you he always chuckles when you scold him for saying such things. When he insults his scar, you’ll kiss the whole trail of it on his face. When he insults his hands, you will happily place his hand on your delicate face and cuddle towards it. He might do it intentionally sometimes. Just to feel your warm lips on his cold body.
In short, he doesn’t care or get angry when his s/o acts in a motherly way. He has lacked the affection and warmth his whole life. To have you in his life brings him a small feeling of hope that the world may not be the worthless, and ugly thing it is. Sometimes he believe he doesn’t deserve such a sweet, and lovely thing. That smells everything wonderful in the world. That is a radiant goddess with all of your beauty. The care and love you display everyday is always appreciated. He never gets embarrassed or irritated when you become too overbearing. He adores you with every bone in his body. Your love makes him sometime regret every terrible decision he has ever made, and ignore that empty feeling deep inside.
Even if it’s just for a little while, that’s all he has ever wanted. If the world would end he wouldn’t mind at all. Only if he would come to an end hidden away in your embrace surrounded by the silk sheets, and comfort of your shared home.
Normally I answer requests in the order they’re received, but this one goes first. It goes first because it’s my blog and I say so. This is my one exception, because I was looking forward to writing it so much. This was very loosely based off of my all time favourite beauty guru, itslikelymakeup. If you’re still sleeping on Jordi, you better stop because she’s so genuinely talented and versatile with her looks.
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“I think I finally got him to cave.” You whispered to your camera. “I think he’s finally gonna do it.” You set your camera down on the coffee table as inconspicuously as possible, trying to subtly film your boyfriend for an intro to your video. Before leaving to sit next to him on the couch, you tapped your pointer finger to your lips twice. “Shh…” Katsuki wrapped a strong arm around your waist when you sat beside him, still focusing on the movie playing on the screen. “Hey babe?”
“Hm?”
“Would you still be willing to film a video with me?” You asked. He let out a huff, which brought you to immediately break out the puppy eyes. The second you made eye contact you could tell he snapped.
“Fine. If it’s that important to you, then I guess.”
“Yay!” You clapped your hands twice excitedly, adding “Thank you.” And pressing a kiss to his cheek, leaving a cherry red print on his cheek in its wake. “It’ll be fun.”
“You can make me do it, but you can’t make me have fun.”
“Wanna bet?”
“No.”
“Because you know I’m right.”
“Man, all this shit you put me through, and I’m still here?” He grumbles. You grin, knowing exactly what he was implying.
“I know. You love me.”
–
A shit eating grin stretched across your face “Say hi babe.” You requested.
“Hey”
“Hey, everyone. Welcome back to my channel. I’m (Y/N), if you didn’t know.” You placed a hand on one of Katsuki’s broad shoulders. “And I’ve got a special guest.” You added in a singsong voice. “This is my boyfriend, Bakugou Katsuki, making a long awaited appearance on my channel by popular demand. And I’m going to be doing his makeup!” You turned to face him once again. “This’ll be fun. Are you ready?”
“As I’ll ever be.”
–
Your fingers worked primer into his skin with your fingers as you spoke. “Okay, so if you follow my Twitter, you’ll know that I asked you guys for some questions to ask us, and so I’ll be choosing some of the best ones for us to answer today.”
“Only the best.” He joked, chuckling gruffly as you finished. You began trying to colour match him to a foundation shade with the latest range you recieved in PR as you spoke.
“So, Kumiko wants to know,” You placed a couple of pumps of what you believed to be his shade on the end of a foundation brush and began applying. “How did we meet?”
“Through Mina.” He stated simply.
“That’s true. We did meet through Mina.” You tilted his head up. “Ashido Mina, if you don’t know, is a pro hero. She also makes beauty videos here on YouTube, has been since high school. I met her through those. We’ve been following and supporting each other since we both had, like, 12 subscribers, so she’s a very old friend of mine. And she and Katsuki went to high school together, and worked at the same agency for a period of time, so she introduced the two of us at a party.” Using a light hand, you applied concealer to the high points of his face and started to blend it with your sponge. “Emi asks, how long have we been together?”
“Too long.”
“Shut up.” You giggle, pausing your work so smack his chest.
“Six years.” He answered proudly, giving you a look that screamed ’mine.’
“Six years.” You repeat.
“Best six years of my life.” He adds. You smiled at him sweetly.
“Can’t relate.”
“You brat.”
–
“Your eyebrows are kind of weird-”
“Fuck off.”
“They’re not as bad as Kirishima’s.” You argued, brushing the hairs of his brows up.
“Akemi asks,” he began, reading the question before closing his eyes to let you work. “What’s it like dating a pro hero?” As you think of your answer, he added. “And similarly,” he paused to stifle a laugh upon reading the name on your screen. “‘Obama turned my frog gay with chemicals’ asks, what’s it like to be dating a beauty guru.
“Exhausting.” You both state simultaneously. You giggled at the unintentional synchronized speech, adding,
“It’s hard, but we make it work.” After cleaning up his eyebrows, you pull out an eyeshadow palette and laugh. “Okay, now you’ve gotta keep your eyes closed the whole time.”
“Can you even put eyeshadow on monolids?”
“Yeah of course you can, you just bring it up all the way to where your eyeball starts to curve back, and it gives the illusion of dimension. Besides, your eyes aren’t complete monolids. They have a little crease.” You prime his eyes, dip into an off white shade and begin applying it all over the eyelid. “Oh, this is the Norvina palette, by Anastasia Beverly Hills, by the way.”
“I don’t know what that means, but I remember you talking about it.”
“Yeah, i haven’t gotten around to using it, though, so you’re getting to use it before I have.”
–
“’Lemillion Stan’ wants to know, what is your favorite memory of one another?” He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could you interrupt him. “Side note, I am also a Lemillion stan. I met him once in a grocery store once, and he was so kind. He’s great.” Katsuki rolled his eyes at you. “I think mine is when you and I moved in together. That first day in the house where we were just unpacking and dancing to whatever music came on the radio. Not very exciting, but I hold it near and dear to my heart.” He smirked, rethinking that day for himself. “What’s yours?”
“Mine is from three years ago, during the annual hero gala the government puts on every year.” You nodded.“ “Specifically when we snuck out half way through and in the elevator-”
“You can’t finish that story, we’ll get demonized.”
–
A giggle escaped your lips upon seeing the next few questions.
“Pro hero Chargebolt wants to know, Why don’t you bring (Y/N) around more often? We like her more than you.” Katsuki’s eyebrows furrowed. “Thanks, Denki.” You add, patting Katsuki’s face to get him to relax his face muscles.
“That idiot…” He grumbled.
“And pro hero Pinky asks, how much is he paying you to keep being his girlfriend?” His eyebrows knit once again. “Not enough.” You joked. “Call me, Mina. I miss you.”
“Brat.” He added gruffly.
“Oh! Pro hero Cellophane says,” You pause working on his face to read it. “(Y/N) deserves better than you.” You tried to mask your laughter and added “Okay, now you guys are just being mean.”
“Do you think you deserve better than me?” He asked insincerely.
“Nah, I love you.” You answer simply. “I’d kiss you, but you’re not done here.”
“Are you at least done letting my friends berate me?” He asked as you scroll through your mentions for another question to answer.
“Yes, I’m- Wait one more!” You giggled. “Pro hero Red Riot wants to know, when are we going to get married?” You laughed, yet Katsuki’s answer was short and simple.
❥ He first realized this when he ran into you at the market while he was out buying coffee jelly
❥ “Saiki? Hey, what are you doing here?” You asked, smiling happily
❥ From your point of view, he was only staring in silence, which confused you a bit but in actuality he was trying to explain that be was out buying dessert for himself
❥ After using his telepathy to say this, he noticed how lost and confused you actually were. This too began to confuse him
❥ Sure (s/o) knew of his psychic abilities but this was actually a first time (besides Kusuke) that someone couldn’t hear his telepathy and it was odd since now it raised some questions about how your relationship worked
❥ So after the two of you left the market he spoke to you"(s/o)…..“
❥ Hearing his voice for the first time was a complete surprise yet you weren’t complaining at all
❥ His voice was music to your ears, smooth and deep yet it wasn’t too deep, it was also gentle and softly said, somewhat like a whisper. Words couldn’t explain just how much you loved his voice and how your name sounded after he said it
❥ You would honestly like to hear him say it more
❥ This issue didn’t mean that he couldn’t read your mind, this boy know knew you adored his voice
❥ “Wow Kusuo, somehow you managed to make me fall in love with you all over again everyday!”
❥ This alone made the psychic’s lips curl up just in the slightest bit as he looked at you.
❥ “Good grief, (y/n). I love you too.”
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…… soooooooo? OKAY! For my very first headcannon………I don’t like it that much actually…..but I swear you I’ll get better and edit this okay! Just…..ahh! I hope it was good enough though…..;; – ;;
Of course he is. Anxiety makes up 90% of his body.
So you’ve gotta be very patient with him. It takes a lot for him to work up the confidence to initiate physical affection.
But if you manage to break him out of his shell you’ll find that he’s a great kisser.
He fucking loves when you just give him a kiss out of the blue. Always. Without fail.
So you always do it
He’s washing the dishes? Smooch.
Checking movie showing times before your date? You’re gonna kiss his face until he gets completely distracted.
Studying for tomorrow’s test? You’re gonna kiss him whenever he gets a question right.
He’s starting to get worked up? You’re kissing him until his mind is off of it completely.
He loves to kiss the crown of your head.
He’s a very wholesome Pisces boy and he’s gonna love you as such.
Shouto
Because he was deprived of basically all human contact save for his dad most of his life, I imagine he isn’t very competent regarding romantic behaviours.
When he finally starts consuming media like movies and television, his first instinct when he kisses you is to shove his tongue down your throat.
Please give him a break. He thinks it’s romantic.
You’ve really gotta coach him every step of the way when it comes to kissing.
And I mean you’ve gotta tell him in explicit detail what you want from him because he won’t get it otherwise.
But eventually he starts to understand.
And speaking of Shouto consuming media, he’ll take you on movie dates to the least interesting or oldest movie in the theater specifically so there’s no one around and you’re free to make out in the dark.
Very aloof but also surprisingly clingy.
He just needs stability and certainty in his life for once.
So pressing his lips to your forehead is a nice way for him to ground himself.
“I want… to be on top.” He whispered into your ear, nuzzling into your cheek before pressing kisses against the bare skin of your neck. How were you supposed to deny him, when for the first time since you’d begun fucking, he wanted to be on top? He always seemed content being on the bottom, however…
“Well, fine; just this once.” You say teasingly, but if you were being honest, you were even more turned on than you were before. Tamaki was beginning to get out of his comfort zone with you, for the first time appearing before you with his shirt fully off and his pants gone (underwear remained, but you’d see that cute bare butt one day). And now he wanted to be on top?
It’s your lucky day.
“Mmm, Tamaki.” You knew how much he loved to hear his name moaned, it provided positive reinforcement, and he momentarily stiffens against you as you begin to switch positions.
He’s between your legs in no time, positioning himself comfortable and worriedly asking if you’re okay with where you are. You mostly just wanted to tell him to stick his dick in you and get pounding, but you can see how nervous he is to try out something new. The best thing about him, though, is that when he’s already started, he’ll make sure to finish. He was determined.
Once he’s inside you he takes control of the pace, slow and steady, his hips pressing against yours before he pulls away again. It’s so tortuously slow you struggle not to move your hips and force him to be faster, knowing you were completely at his mercy as he took the dominate position. He does seem to sense you want more, going ever so slightly faster, but still maintaining his gentleness.
The next thing you wanted to do was try to get him to fuck you so rough you’d walk funny the next day, but that seemed like a much harder mission to fulfill. For now, you’d enjoy Tamaki as he is, with slow, romantic sex.
Once you both cum, he removes himself from on top, turning into little spoon almost immediately as he buries himself in your arms. You stroke his hair, enjoying the silence for a moment before deciding to tease him again.
Damian Wayne sleeping/cuddling with you when you can’t fall asleep. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulls you as close as possible to him and caresses your head. He feels warm and his scent is pretty masculine but at the same time, he smells like almond milk. He looks adorable when he’s actually tranquil.
You’re actually a little surprised that he was actually willing to do this for you since this was one of those rare times when he let his guard down and took some actual rest while having the risk of being seen like this by any of his brothers, his butler or even his father. It just wasn’t his nature to show affection in front of people, but you were glad he was willing to do take that risk if it was for you and you only.
Just writing this made me smile and melt, so I hope this was worth the wait, Dear Anon!
You were no stranger to Damian’s late hours. Many times you had gotten frantic texts or calls telling you to get out of your apartment and off your block. Your apartment wasn’t in a good part of town, but it was all you could afford at the time. After the sixth time Damian had both called you and came to make sure you’d left, the sixth time Damian had just about dropped dead out of fear for you, he came up with a idea.
It had taken a good two hours of begging (at least, as close to begging as the mighty Damian Wayne would get) you, plus another three hours of working out details, Damian had convinced you to move to much nicer apartment in a far better, safer side of Gotham, with him. You’d played around with the idea of moving in together before, but something had always come up before you could.
He left out the part about it giving him peace of mind, knowing you were in a safe place whenever he couldn’t be there to be sure.
You he become well acquainted with his schedule, had become used to him sliding in to bed long after you had gone to bed. Some nights, though you weren’t the one waiting up for him.
Damian sat cross-legged on the king-sized bed, arms crossed, eyes centered on the back of your head. Titus laid next to him, watching you just as intently. Neither of them seemed to like sleeping without you, so they waited. And waited. And waited.
His eyes darted to your side of the bed, where your alarm clock informed him that it was far too late to be doing paperwork. “Beloved, can the rest not wait until tomorrow?” He wasn’t about to admit it, but it was one of his rare nights off of patrol, and, yes, he was pouting.
You didn’t turn to look at him, but you did shift your papers around to see how many sheets were left. “No, sweet-cheeks, I need to get these forms filled out and mailed by tomorrow morning, or the orders won’t go through until next week.”
He rolled his eyes, resting his chin in one hand, and leaving the other to rest on Titus’s back. He heard you sigh.
You were tired too, and you felt bad for not being able to spend time with him on his night off, but you didn’t want to get fired. “I’ll be done before the hour’s up, I promise.”
He grumbled something in response, but you didn’t catch it.
You should have expect him to get impatient. Damian Wayne had never been one to like waiting, or one to accept the way things were if he didn’t like it. Knowing this, you really shouldn’t have been surprised when a pair of toned, tanned arms lifted you up out of your desk chair, You squealed, impulsively wrapping your arms around his neck, as he was holding you bridal style. “Damian Wayne, put me down!” You tried to sound stern, but you couldn’t choke back your laughter.
“Alright, I will.”
You knew better than to think he would comply so quickly. Still, you squealed again when he threw you onto the bed. You we’re breathless with laughter now, a wide grin stretching across your lips.
Damian mirrored your expression, showing off perfectly straight teeth that offered a grand contrast to his tanned skin. He crawled across the mattress to you before you could slide away, coming to hover over you with one hand planted on either side of your face.
Your laughter didn’t have time to die down when he all but crushed you, dropping down to lay on top of you. His weight made it difficult to keep a steady intake of air to fuel your laughter, but he wasn’t going to allow your laughter to slow.
You squirmed beneath him, your laughter going from playful to pure insanity as his fingers poked the space between your ribs and your hips. You could feel his chest vibrating with his own laughter, you could hear it from his grin right next to your ear. He buried his face in the crook of your neck to hide it, but he continued tickling you mercilessly.
Only when your face was red and your laughter was left nearly soundless did he finally relent, propping himself up enough for you to regain your breath.
When you finally got a good look at him, he was wearing a smile so rare that you had to stop and admire it for a moment, like a breathtaking jewel buried in the deepest part of the deepest cave. He was glowing.
In this moment, you wondered how a man so beautiful and kind could be anything but adored. Moments like this were the reason you hadn’t left, the reason why you were defend his name until your dying breath.
In your fleeting moment of utter bliss, Damian leaned down, pressing a sweet, chaste kiss to your lips. “How many times have I told you how much I love you?” he asked you sweetly, voice softer than silk.
You hummed, rolling your eyes to the side in mock-thought. “Never,” you replied jokingly, a new, much softer smile blooming across his face.
“I love you more than the skies love their clouds, more than the rain loves the earth,” you smiled at his words, his forehead coming to rest against yours. “I love you as birds love to sing, as the rain loves to fall. You could only be described as the sun in my sky, the moon among my stars. You are the song in my air, the light of my stars.” He pressed another, gentle, slow kiss to your lips that left your heart swelling and your mind reeling. “You are my happiness, [Y/N] [L/N].”
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