Camp counselor! Katsuki is a senior counselor who’d come to camp every year until he turned fourteen. A junior counselor at seventeen. Now he’s twenty three, a senior counselor for years, and he doesn’t plan on quitting anytime soon.
Camp counselor! Katsuki takes you under his wing. You’d been a senior counselor at a different camp the previous summer, so you had a lukewarm grip on how things work, but he showed you the lay of the land, so to speak. Introduced you to the kids that return to All Might’s Mighty Warriors each year, to the friends / other counselors he’d grown up with — a.k.a. Eijirou, Izuku, Denki, even Shouto.
Camp counselor! Katsuki is stunning from the moment you meet him. Blonde hair shining in the hot summer sun, glowing like an angel. Skin sun kissed and smooth, only pale beneath the straps of his tank top, tan lines obvious and dizzying if he shifts the right way. You wonder how far below his shorts those tan lines go.
Camp counselor! Katsuki is firm, a tough love kind of man. He also lifts the kids spirits, encouraging them and giving constructive feedback when they need his help. They hang on every word, hero worship like you wouldn’t believe. He loves them too, though. He does the same for you, and it’s easy to understand with every fiber of your being why they look at Katsuki with stars in their eyes.
Camp counselor! Katsuki participates in every. single. activity. He’s competitive as all hell, and as much as the kids complain he’s doing too much, they secretly love it. Katsuki swims with them, he plays sand volleyball, basketball, tag — even arts and crafts. There’s nothing he won’t do.
Camp counselor! Katsuki is serious about sunscreen and skin protection. He gathers the kids every two hours to reapply. When you ask Katsuki to get your back he smirks. “Atta girl,” he praises, motioning for you to spin. “Can’t have a pretty thing like you burnin’ up, can we?” When his fingers untie the swimsuit knot at the nape of your neck blood rushes to your cheeks. Katsuki doesn’t miss a spot. He lathers it across your back, your shoulders, the nape of your neck. You return the favor and almost pass out.
Camp counselor! Katsuki loves s’mores. After all the kids have gone to bed, he sits at your side by the fire, thigh to thigh. Stories of his past camp experiences mingle with the crackle of fire and the song of cicadas. He assembles enough s’mores for a lifetime. The other counselors join, reminiscing with stories of their own. At some point your temple ends up on Katsuki’s shoulder, fingers intertwined. You go to bed with smoke scented hair and the memory of sweet, sticky lips pressed to yours.
Camp counselor! Katsuki writes his number on your palm before on the last day. He keeps in touch throughout the year, and by the time next summer rolls around, you wear the title of his girlfriend in your heart and senior counselor on your name tag.
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thank you @grenadehearts who helped me pick which character to write camp counselor headcannons for c:
Guys I need help finding a fic 😢
Reader is a cam girl, one day she goes on a trip to with her mom and stepdad but her step brother, suguru who she HATESSS is there, little does she know that suguru is one of her highest playing clients
PLLSSSS HELP A GIRL OUT 😞😞🙏🏽
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(on boosty you can find full nsfw)
He's very yellow and happy and friendly and he makes me happy
how i look at my screen after y/n just got called kitten/puppy/bunny
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You need a chair? Sit on his lap. Need a lighter? Grab his hand. Need a pillow? Use his bicep. Need dick? Ohhh he’s right there.
All of that said, he loves being of use to you. He loves the thought that you need him for things.
Like for instance; one time he placed your favorite cup on the top shelf by accident and by the time he realized you couldn’t reach, you were already on the countertop hands outstretched for the cup trying to get it. Luckily he was there to help get it down and he always says “that’s why I’m here baby.”
He’s a sweet guy once you get to know him !!
you’re swaying slightly in the doorway when nanami opens it, your coat half off your shoulders and your cheeks flushed a little too brightly.
“there you are,” he says gently, stepping forward to catch you just as you start to wobble toward him. “i was about to come get you.”
you blink up at him, eyes wide and a little dazed. then, suddenly, you grin.
“whoa,” you breathe, pressing your hand to his chest. “you’re… wow. you’re really handsome.”
nanami raises an eyebrow. “you’re drunk.”
“yeah,” you admit, nodding sagely. “drunk and lucky, apparently. do you—” you squint at him like you’re trying to see him better. “do you have a girlfriend?”
he lets out a quiet breath, something almost like a laugh, and takes off your coat. “no. i have a wife.”
your eyes go comically wide. “you’re married?”
“yes,” he says, amused now, “to you.”
you stare up at him, stunned—and then your face just lights up.
“really? i married you? holy shit. i did so good.”
you throw your arms around his neck without warning, nearly knocking both of you off balance, but he catches you easily, holding you close as you giggle into his shoulder.
“you’re so warm,” you mumble. “and strong. and you smell nice.”
he hums, steadying you with one arm while slipping his shoes off with the other. “come on, sweetheart. let’s get you to bed.”
“bed with my husband,” you say dreamily as he scoops you up. “i have the best husband. i think i’m in love with you.”
he carries you down the hall, voice quiet and fond. “good. because i’m very in love with you.”
you’re already falling asleep when he tucks you in, but you still manage to whisper, “i’d marry you again. like. right now.”
and nanami just smiles, brushing a strand of hair from your face.
“i’d say yes.” he whispers back.
♯ 𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐮𝐬!𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 ♯
Accidentally clicking on tumblr when showing somebody something on my phone and the most outrageous booty clenching smut is the first thing that comes up
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