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angels-fantasy · 1 month

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I was thinking what if Dad!Bakugous child was quirkless, and essentially was bullied the same way Midoriya had been, I feel like Bakugou would blame himself thinking that this was simply karma for the crap he did in Middle School no? Angst to Comfort pls

What Goes Around, Comes Around (Request)

Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader

Details/Warnings: established relationship, reader is referred to as mom, CW: Children

Word Count: 995

hello thank you for your request! this was a little hard to write because i'm not very good at angst 🥲 so i hope you like it!

When Katsuki got with you, he knew you were quirkless. He knew that if he had a child with you they could potentially end up quirkless but he's grown up a lot over the years, so he didn't care.

But one thing he didn't know, was that his child would be bullied the same way he used to bully Izuku Midoriya.

When his son was declared quirkless, it was hard on the boy because he had a pro hero as a father, so there was so much pressure on him to be as great as Katsuki. But you and Katsuki made sure to tell him it was okay to be quirkless and he could still grow up to do great things and be successful. He had learned to accept that he didn't have a quirk, and that was okay.

Though now your son was in his first year of junior high, and you both could tell he was struggling with something, but you couldn't tell what it was exactly.

"Should we ask him what's wrong?" You asked Katsuki while you two were lying in bed together. It was night time, so your little family was getting ready to go to sleep.

Katsuki thought for a moment, "I don't know. I know it's good to let them talk to you when they're ready but he's been all quiet for fuckin' ever."

You frowned, "I think I'm gonna ask if he's feeling okay, and just make sure he knows he can talk to us."

He nodded and sat up, "I'll come with you."

The two of you got out of bed and walked to your son's bedroom, knocking on the door and waiting for him to give you the okay to go in, which he did.

"Hey baby." You said walking in. You and Katsuki sat next to each other at the foot of your son's bed that he was lying in.

"Hey." He said, now focusing on you guys instead of the TV.

You took a deep breath, "Are you feeling okay honey? We noticed you've been a little down, and we just want you to know you can always talk about how you're feeling."

Your son looked at you and sat up in bed, fiddling with his fingers. "I'm fine guys. I'm just tired-"

"Don't start with that, you know it's not true." Katsuki cut in, making you hit him lightly on the shoulder.

You crawled further onto the bed and hugged your son, waving Katsuki over to do the same.

Your son was quiet as you both hugged him, and then he spoke up. "Mom, were you ever bullied for being quirkless?"

You turned to face him quickly, eyebrows furrowed in worry. "Baby, are people bullying you at school?"

He looked away, "It's not a big deal-"

Katsuki cut in again, "Like hell it isn't a big deal. Who's fucking with you at school?"

You both listened as your son told you everything that another student in his class did to torment him, and it all sounded too familiar. Katsuki's face was pale, and he got up and walked away.

You stayed in your son's room and said, "Your dad just needs some space right now. You know he's a hothead, so he's gonna go calm down okay?" You felt bad lying to your son, because you knew the exact reason why Katsuki walked away.

The boy nodded, and he leaned into you as you held him. "Baby don't you ever think you're less than others just because you're quirkless. You're loved, and that's what matters, okay?" You said, to which he nodded.

"And I know sometimes it's hard for you, especially because of who your dad is. But you know he doesn't care about you becoming a pro hero. He just wants you to do what makes you happy, and so do I. So we're gonna talk to those teachers at school and maybe even that little shit's parents." You said, making him laugh.

"Thanks mom." He said.

"No problem baby. I want you to always tell us what's wrong, okay? Even Dad."

Your son nodded, and you kissed his forehead and wished him goodnight.

Walking into your bedroom, you saw Katsuki sitting at the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. You closed the door behind you and went to sit next to him.

"I fucked up." He said, his voice hoarse. "This is my fault because I treated Deku like shit when we were kids, and now I'm getting my karma."

You frowned and hugged him, "Katsuki stop it. None of this is your fault. This is society's fault, that's it. People are always going to have a stigma about quirkless people."

He shook his head and cursed, "You don't understand. I told Deku to jump off a building, just because he was fuckin' quirkless! And now my kid is getting told the same shit!" He cried.

You didn't know what to say, so you continued hugging him and whispering comforting things to him. Reminding him that nothing that was happening now is his fault.

You held his face in your hands, "Hey, you know what, we should be glad he told us. Because you know Izuku didn't tell his mom, and because of that he suffered a lot more. But we just need to be there for our baby as much as we can right now, and tell that shithead kid to leave ours alone."

Katsuki nodded, "I know. I just can't help but feel like shit, because I was that bully once."

"Was." You emphasized, "You used to be, but not anymore. You've grown a lot since then, and you're a changed man now. So just remember that, okay?"

"Okay." He whispered.

You smiled and kissed his cheek, "I love you and our kid. Tomorrow, we'll let him stay home and have a family day."

He smiled lightly and nodded, "Yeah, okay. I love you too."

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kitthepurplepotato · 11 months

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My weird roommate, Midoriya Izuku!

Alternative title: Midoriya Izuku’s weekly shenanigans!

Midoriya Izuku x Reader

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🥦Summary🥦

“So you are telling me that you lost your job and got evicted on the same day?”

Well, yes. You’ve never been a lucky gal and you are also quirkless. Jirou, your pro hero friend decides to help you out of your misery and give you an opportunity to live beside a mysterious man for barely any rent. The mysterious man is ends up to be the pro hero you’ve been obsessed with for ages! After a few days you realize that Izuku Midoriya is an absolute weirdo… in a really adorable way.

Week by week, the reader explores Midoriya’s weird habits and slowly falls in love with all his flaws. (Eww, so cheesy.)

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Genre: Comedy, romance (no smut, sorry! Might get a bit suggestive, but that’s it!)

General info and warnings (each chapter will have their own): swear words, blood, injuries, potential other hero ships, tooth rotting fluff and extreme amount of awkwardness. No real angst! Reader is 23, Deku is 25.

Other minor relationships in the story: Kirishima x Bakugou, Denki x Shinsou

16+ for safety!

About the author: English is the potato’s second language, please be kind to the potato.

Check out the potato’s Master List!

UPDATE: The story is now being translated to Vietnamese! Click here to read it! Thank you @izukuslittlekitty 💚

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Week 0 - Just go with the flow!

“So you are telling me that you lost your job and got evicted on the same day?”

“Don’t be so dramatic, Jirou. I still have a month to pack my stuff and I wanted to resign anyway. No biggie, really.”

Yeah, no biggie. The bottle of wine in your hand is only for pleasure, not to soothe your broken heart.

You’ve never been the luckiest gal if it comes to… well… anything. First, you were born quirkless, then you ended up helping your family financially for years after the family business went to shit, then right when you were about to be freed from the responsibility as your parents started a new business which actually made money this time, you lost your job and your really cheap apartment. You are not really stressed about the money part as you do have a side hustle; well, if you can call doing Pro Hero fan arts for commission a side hustle; and thanks to your upbringings you always made sure to have some spare money in the bank.

Your main problem is the fact that you just can’t have anything easy. Maybe you do have a quirk after all; one called “Forever Unlucky.” Quite a catchy name, actually, you might make a character based on this in the manga you’re about to draw.

“Bestie, I have an idea. I will sort out all your life problems. Give me one day.” The call cuts off and you are left alone with your thoughts. Oh, well. At least you can start your manga today… Or write a silly fanfiction about Deku being your roommate. You haven’t uploaded anything new to Tumblr in the last few months anyway.

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“I’m not going to beg you, but this is a really good opportunity. You should take it. You’re the only one I trust enough to ask. Take that as the biggest compliment of your life.”

Oh well, this is such a lovely opportunity indeed; Move out of your place and move in with a random guy you can’t even check on social media because Jirou is a secretive little shit and doesn’t tell you his name. This person is also a guy, if that wasn’t obvious. There are so many things that can go wrong, it’s actually ridiculous.

“Sounds like this is a really great way to end up in a ditch, Jirou.” You sigh. You know she’s just trying to help you, but this is shady business. What if the guy is a pervert? Or a murderer? Okay, a pro hero like Jirou wouldn’t hang around a murderer but this guy can still be a pervert.

“Y/N, I shouldn’t be telling you this, but the guy is a pro hero. You love pro heroes, right?”

“Well, I do love them, but until Grape Juice is in the business this doesn’t make me feel any better about this.”

Oh, little Mineta. The fact that he’s still alive and rocking is beyond you. The guy had more scandals than rescues in the last few months.

“Y/N.” Jirou tries his best to sound authoritative. “You don’t have a job, you have nowhere to live, your parents live in the middle of nowhere. You also wanted to take time off to make a manga and get rich and famous. I’m giving you an opportunity to basically live in a fancy ass apartment for free and all you have to do is take care of a fucking cat and pay electricity and water. I know it sound like a stupid fanfiction, and to be fair, this is one, but bitch, let yourself be lucky for once. If everything goes to shit, I’ll let you sleep on my sofa until you find a place.” Jirou takes a deep breath after saying all of this without taking a single breath.

“I’m taking your bed. For 3 months.” You negotiate, clearly about to make the riskiest decision of your life.

“Deal.” Jirou answers and your phone beeps. “Call this number for more info. He’s waiting for your call.” The phone cuts off again and you can’t help but freak out.

NOW?!

You really wanted to sleep on this, give it a second thought, make a plan, get your thoughts together but oh well, you really can’t have it easy, can you?

If this would actually be a fanfiction, it would suck balls; there’s nothing but phone calls, jumping from one person to another, and the plot is way too unreal to be believable. What a shame.

The main character is also really lame; she’s a 23 years old who still reads and writes fanfictions and she lives in a fucking bubble where being a mangaka is still a legit dream to have. *

*the one writing this fanfiction is 28, so in case it wasn’t clear, this part was supposed to be a joke.

You sigh and grab your phone to make the last phone call of the day; you’ll definitely turn that shit off for the rest of the day after all this trauma.

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“H-hello?” A shy voice comes through the phone.

As a pro hero enthusiast, you are absolutely ashamed of yourself; you have zero idea who the fuck you are talking to.

His voice is comedically high, his stuttering is absolutely adorable, but feels kinda fake; or is it the voice that’s fake?

“Hey man, Jirou gave me your phone number…” You are just about to explain your reasons for calling when the mystery man interrupts you with a high squeak. Is there a hero who’s quirk is being a rubber duck? With your luck, this is Grape Juice. Yeah, it’s definitely him.

“Yes! Y/N!” He squeaks again, this time, in pain. “Sorry, I just got back from patrol. I got hit by a quirk, so excuse my voice.”

Yeah, how original. The mystery man suddenly gets hit by a voice changer quirk right before a really important phone call, so this way the mystery man stays mysterious until the first, dramatic encounter. This smells extremely fishy.

“Let me guess, a random villain called Helium Man?” You ask, clearly not believing a single word. Is this really fucking Grape Juice lying about his voice to clear the suspicion?

“It was a child, actually. He wanted a picture and a hug but his quirk just manifested and he hit me with it by accident. I should be fine in 24 hours.”

Oh, a pro hero with a big heart who loves children and animals and stops in the middle of his patrol to hug a child? Yeah, sounds legit. Well, it really does sound legit, that’s something a hero would do. Fuck.

“Uhm, that’s a really nice story, yes.” You grumble, absolutely sure this is a stupid April fools joke. You can’t stop thinking about Mineta.

“Ahh, sorry to bother you so late at night with my rambling, I tend to ramble a lot actually.” A self deprecating laugh leaves the mysterious man’s mouth, and even with the annoying high voice, it sounds absolutely adorable. Fuck, are actually falling for this prank? “Long story short, I’m barely at home and my cat is really lonely and the flat is way too big for the two of us so I want to have a trustworthy roommate who can take care of the flat and my fluffy little son when I’m away. I’m not in need of money, hence why there is no rent and if it comes to the other bills, if you can’t pay them, that’s fine. I asked my friends to ask around in case someone in their close proximity is in need of a new home and Jirou recommended you. She spoke really highly of you.”

That was a really long short story for the fuck’s sake, but that’s fine. After all the Pro Hero Deku interviews, you are kinda immune to this kind of thing. You try to think about who else is prone to rambling in the hero world, but you honestly can not think of a single person.

“And if I understand this right, I won’t be able to pry any information out of you about your identity until I actually say yes and move in for… safety reasons?” You cut the bullshit for him and get to the main reason of your anxiety. The guy on the other side squeaks again.

“I’m really sorry about that. To tell you the truth, my name is well known in this country and I want to make sure the person moving in with me is not after my fame or my connections.” The guy says, then starts to ramble again. “I mean, there is no problem with someone being a fan of me or anything, it’s not about me feeling like a bigger person and not wanting to mingle with the crowd, I really don’t mind that kind of thing, I just want to make sure the person associated with me on such a personal level isn’t trying to use my name as a stepladder? Ahh, to be honest, these aren’t even my words, these are manager’s, she’s a little bit overprotective, because apparently I’m really naive if it comes to the real world… Ahh, I’m rambling again!” The guy makes another squeaky noise, clearly giving up on landing a good first impression with you. You kinda want to hug him.

“Well, I’m definitely not after your fame and it’s not like you are the number one hero Deku, so don’t worry too much.” You try to sound reassuring to calm the mysterious man down a bit.

“Do you not… like Deku?” He stutters, his anxiety obvious even without seeing his face. Is he also a Deku fan?

“Oh, I do. I really do. But I’m not sure Deku would appreciate me bringing a life sized cardboard cutout of his into his own flat together with my 10 limited edition figurines, then walk out of my room to get a glass of water in my Deku pajamas.”

“You can’t have 10 limited edition figurines, there is only 5 available.” The man giggles, and fuck, he’s adorable.

“Well, I have two of each. One in a box one without it, duh.” You roll your eyes, even though no one can see it.

“Fair play.” The mysterious man replies. At least your obsession won’t be a problem then. “So do you want to give my flat a try? I’m only home one day a week so even if you don’t like me, I won’t be too much of a bother to you.”

Fuck, you can’t say no when he sounds so sure you won’t enjoy his company. You don’t know this man but you want to show him he’s good enough to be your friend. If this is Grape Juice, he’s doing a really good job in deceiving you.

“Yes, I’m in. Please, don’t be a weirdo.”

This might not help with the guy’s anxiety, but for your own safety you decide to not tell this man that he actually made your heart race faster already.

“I can’t guarantee that, but I’ll try my best. See you soon, Y/N! Don’t be a weirdo!” He hangs up, his giggles getting more and more muted as he moves his phone away from his face to turn it off.

So let’s sit down and think about all the new information you got during this phone call.

This mysterious man has a high voice, apparently from a quirk related accident, but he might be lying to get brownie points.

He’s indeed a pro hero and a really well known one, which means he’s probably a UA graduate.

He knows Jirou and by your knowledge you are the only one in her friend group who’s not connected to her old schoolmates in some way, so this person might be an old classmate of hers.

This person knows what to say to make himself be more likeable but that doesn’t really mean much as Grape Juice is also really good at first impressions. His true self usually comes out after a few days, but until that point the guy is smooth as fuck, apparently.

Grape Juice also has a high pitched voice…

Fuck.

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You: It’s fucking Mineta isn’t it?!

Jirou: Did you call him?!

You: Yes! He sounds like Grape Juice in those interviews when the interviewer is hot! His voice was also high!

Jirou: I need more information, wait.

Jirou: I can’t believe I’m friends with someone so stupid.

I swear on Denki’s life, it’s not Mineta!

Pack your stuff as soon as possible, the sooner you move in the sooner I can laugh in your face when you realize how fucking wrong you were.

You can’t believe you are doing this. Who in their right mind would move in with someone they know jack shit about?!

Well, apparently that’s you. You might need to get another appointment with your old shrink as something is clearly wrong with you.

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“So, this is the building.”

“You are absolutely shitting me, Jirou.”

Today is the day. All your life is in boxes, your new place is a few steps away, your Deku cutout is resting under your arms because you won’t let anyone touch your husband with their filthy hands.

You almost drop the poor guy when you take a look at the area around you; this is the fanciest part of the city, nothing but skyscrapers with massive bulletproof windows; this area is so posh that people come here for sightseeing. You can get a massive mansion anywhere else for the price of one single flat in this part of the city. Only the biggest pro heroes and celebrities can afford this. You are quite sure you read on a gossip site about this area being the one where the top 10 probably resides.

That means, Deku might live close by. Or… he might be your neighbor.

Fuck, you are such a fangirl.

“Close your mouth and let’s go.” Jirou takes your free hand and pulls you into the lobby; yes, there is a massive lobby in the building just like the ones in fancy hotels. There is a fucking Starbucks in there, only for the residents which might sound absolutely ridiculous and a waste of money but seeing the size of the building (and the fact that the people living in it are loaded) they probably make enough money to keep it going without any loss. It might also be really helpful to the residents as going into a busy coffee shop while your face is all over the high street billboards doesn’t sound like the most pleasant feeling at 6AM in the morning.

Jirou waves to the guy sitting behind the lobby desk. The guy’s eyes scans Jirou’s full body; like literally scans it, sounds effects and all, then moves to you. He does the same thing and pushes a button; a massive door opens on the side of the lobby which leads you to a row of elevators.

“Mind to explain what just happened?” You mumble, while Jirou scans her fingerprint and presses the highest numbered button on the wall.

Fingerprints? Really?

“Oh, that’s Josh, he’s from America. He has an X-ray vision. He checks everyone new before letting them into the building, except the actual residents. I’ve been here a lot of times but he doesn’t like me so I get scanned every time since I tried to go up with a knife hidden in my boots that one time. I tried to tell him I left it there by accident, but he didn’t buy it.” Jirou sighs, like it’s a common mistake and to be fair, as a pro hero it probably was, but damn, these people live in another world for sure.

“But most pro heroes have weapons, don’t they?” You ask, really interested to hear more about this as it doesn’t really make sense to you.

“He doesn’t question it if you are in your hero suit, and he doesn’t bother the actual residents, but I was in my casual clothes and he was new back then. Don’t worry, you live here, you’ll be fine once he gets used to you.”

Well, you have a feeling that this Josh guy will be your new reason to feel self-conscious for the next few months. “Oh, also, remind Zuku to put your fingerprint on the system so you can use the elevator…” Jirou suddenly slaps her palms on her mouth.

“Zuku?” That name doesn’t ring a bell. Jirou let’s out a long, relieved breath.

“We are literally about to meet the guy, shut up and see it for yourself.”

That’s fair.

The ride to the 43rd floor is long and excruciating (it was 2 whole minutes!), but eventually the elevator dings in a pleasant voice and the door opens to a hallway with only one massive door.

This is the highest level of the building. And there is only one door.

“Does he live in a fucking massive penthouse?!” You literally shriek. Your little peasant ass can not process this shit. If buying a flat in this area was expensive, a penthouse is basically the price of a full office building. Whoever this guy is, he is loaded.

“It’s not that big actually, half of it is a rooftop garden with a pool and a hot tub, you’ll love it.”

“Oh, I see, so the flat is not a big deal, there is a fucking pool there instead, yeah. No biggie.”

Jirou is just about to give you a snarky reply when the door opens up; green curls poke through the small gap, shy and embarrassed from not being able to keep it in his pants and wait until the two actually knocked.

After a few seconds, he opens his door properly and…

The one standing in front of you is no other than…

“Pro Hero Deku?!”

The green haired hero scratches the back of his head, his self-deprecating laugh even more adorable than the last time; which isn’t really a surprise as back then he had a voice of a gummy bear high on crack.

“Uhm, hi, I’m Midoriya Izuku.” He waves awkwardly and comes over for a hand shake but you are frozen in place. This is not real. This is a fucking prank. No fucking way…”Can I take the cutout? I made some space next to my All Might one, they will be besties!” The greenette laughs awkwardly and slowly takes the cutout from you, looking at you the way you look at a stray, aggressive dog when trying to pet them for the first time.

“His name is Izu-Izu, Y/N’s husband, please treat both of them well.” Jirou says with a straight, but extremely red face and jumps into the elevator, her loud laughter resonating in the walls as the doors close on her.

This is the most awkward moment of your life. This just can’t get worse. You are on the top of the most expensive building in the country, in front of the hero you’re absolutely obsessed with since you first saw him in the UA sports festival. That said hero is now gently holding your fucking cardboard cutout of himself, looking at you warily, probably contemplating if he needs to take you to a hospital.

“Show me my room, I’m too mortified to speak.” You mumble, looking at a dark spot on the fancy marble. “There’s blood on the floor.” You inform the green haired hero like that’s a perfectly normal thing; and to be fair, it probably is in this household; and make your way after the hero.

You really hope the ground swallows you whole and you’ll never need to look into Deku’s eyes ever again.

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You: I hope your guitar amp short circuits.

Jirou: Rude.

… Next Part!

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Yay, I hope you enjoyed the first part!

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Random fun facts:

- I actually googled the average size of a skyscraper in Tokyo for this ficc and I also googled how long it takes to get to his floor, just to be “realistic.” 😂

- The whole voice changer thing was my boyfriend’s idea! We love a good, supportive boyfriend! 😂

- If you like the style of this story and you fancy some Reader x Bakugou Katsuki, check out my other ficc, Bakugou Katsuki’s daily Shenanigans! These two are basically twins.

See you in the next chapter! Reblogs, comments and likes are appreciated, they keep me going! 💜

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andypantsx3 · 10 months

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤

Thank you to @itoshisoup @saetyrn9 and @seravphs for the tags!! I am late and so I apologize if I’ve missed any other tags while I was out!!

I want to say I think this is such a cute idea. I am very proud of how hard I’ve worked on my fics, and I am grateful for the chance to give my Andie director's cut lmfao even if I kind of wanted to curl up like a pill bug writing this.

Um, I think in no particular order, these are my top 5 recs of the moment:

Deceiving the Duke | Shouto x Reader

When Camie Utsushimi elopes on the eve of her society debut, scandal threatens to destroy the family’s prospects. It’s up to you, a lady’s maid, to impersonate Camie throughout the Season, long enough that her elder sister can make a match. The only trouble? Lord Shouto Todoroki is also intent on making a match—and that match, quite impossibly, appears to involve you.

I am a huge fan of regency romances and I have incredible respect for them as massive drivers of the romance genre as a whole. So it sort of shocked me when I was talking to Mermie and Cat and we realized we hadn't seen any x Reader regency fics (although I am certain they are out there)!! As much as I love a good pro hero AU (my bread and butter), I really appreciated the chance to try my hand at something that's a little lesser explored in this niche. It's kind of messy in retrospect but I had so much fun working on it that I'll let past Andie off the hook for that.

2. ab intra | Shinsou x Reader

When a wave of disturbing crimes sweep the city, underground hero Hitoshi Shinsou is assigned to work the case with you. What’s even more frustrating than his obnoxious personality is the fact no one will tell you why he’s involved. Things only get more suspicious from there.

This fic was the first time I really sat down and tried my hand at a case fic. I was reading a bunch of Japanese police thrillers at the time, and although my attempt does not measure up, it gave me the tools to understand how to better execute on case fics in the future. Again I really liked trying my hand at something I'm not necessarily good at, because it was fun and I learned a lot. This is probably my most distinct out of all my fics in terms of tone and subject material!!

3. unconventional | Midoriya x Reader

HeroExpo is incredible, and that’s not even counting the really cute hero fanboy you just met. Well, you think he might be cute under that Deku cosplay. It’s hard to tell because it’s really, really good. Like, too good.

I was so nervous to try my hand at Izuku that I actually thought about not publishing this one several times. But this ended up being one of my all-time favorites to write and I get really nostalgic for the time of my life I was in while I was working on this. The fic was so light and fun and such a comfort to write, and to this day I am very touched by how kind people are about Izuku's characterization. It makes me feel really good. 🥺

4. vested interest | Shouto x Reader

You’d just thought Shouto was absent minded, accidentally leaving behind a jacket or a sweater or his vest. You didn’t realize this was a thing. (In which Todoroki Shouto—despite his quirk—has zero chill, and uses his clothes to ward off other men.)

I am probably best known for my Shouto fic if i could keep cool, but vested interest is actually my favorite child!! In retrospect this one is messy too but I had the absolute time of my peddling my little shit Shouto agenda. This fic actually forms the backbone of how I characterize Shouto currently, with just a touch more of spoiled youngest child energy than I had been doing previously. :) Viva la jealous Sho.

5. incendiary | Bakugou x Reader

When you accidentally go viral in defense of quirkless people, an extremist group puts a target on your back. Pro hero Dynamight is the last person you want watching it.

This is the fic I have worked the hardest on and I am very proud of it (and excited to publish the next chapter when I get back)!! This is my only attempt to tackle an issue of real substance and I am very grateful for the perspective I have been given by my sensitivity readers @cat-slippered and @darkenedniqhts.

I also feel really protective over this one as it got plagiarized and slightly rewritten into something that exploded in popularity and massively outstripped this fic. Though handling that situation was uncomfortable, and this feels like a strange thing to say, it was a good ego check for me. It reminded me that I still have a lot of growing to do as a writer if I want my ideas to be unique and memorable enough that a situation like this won't arise again. I will work hard.

My no pressure tags (and sorry if you've already been tagged!!) @restwellsoon @bobawithpomegranate @darkenedniqhts @cat-slippered @ofmermaidstories @willowser @lorelune @petrichorium @heich0e @sipsteainanxiety @shibaraki @kedsandtubesocks @potionpeddlerpatchy @meggsngrits @coopigeoncoo @crowned-peony @stellamancer @namodawrites @streimiv @ghost-flakes @ghostbeam @kimkaelyn also @procrastination-artist @bluebird-in-the-breeze @acerathia bc I love ur stuff even if I know u have a smaller fic count.

#ur not hallucinating i keep editing to add more ppl i wanna hear talk about their stuff

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kimchikrust · 1 year

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pro hero katsuki bakugou x super villain reader

Bakugou couldn't wrap his head around the events of his day. He sat in his car, parked in his agency's lot. He was freshly showered and his body should've felt a lot more pain considering the beat down he took today. But, he didn't feel any of it apart from the queasiness of his stomach as he thought back to the information you shared with him before making your escape.

"You wouldn't even remember me if I told you," you laughed lowly. "You thought because I was quirkless, I was worthless compared to you. And you never missed the opportunity to remind me. Ring any bells so far?"

"You're not a fucking hero, you're a bully. And, I'm here to warn you, your fifteen minutes of fame is over."

He recalled your features but he refused to come to terms with the answer that kept coming up.

Y/n L/n.

"Impossible," Bakugou scoffed quietly, breaking the deep silence that previously engulfed the car.

Your hair was longer now and your eyes were a completely different color. There was also another new element of aggression from you that Bakugou noticed during the brief reunion.

It was an ambush. She ambushed you.

"Fucking..." Bakugou grit his teeth and moved to pull his phone out. "Fuck." Waiting in anticipation as the call rang, he dreaded the recipient answering.

"Kaachan, are you okay? I saw the news-"

"I need your help," he quickly got out. "I saw L/n."

"Oh, really?" Midoriya chirped on the other end. "Did you save her today? Is she okay?"

"No, idiot-" Bakugou squeezed his eyes shut and pinched the bridge of his nose. He sighed deeply before clenching his jaw and slouching in his seat. "She was the villain on the bridge today. She was using a quirk."

There was silence from Midoriya for a moment. "How sure are you that it was L/n?"

"I'm positive."

He remembered the way you looked at him, standing on the hood of a car. The absolute scorn in your expression as you lunged at him with the clear intent to kill.

"When's the last you heard from her?"

an: emptying my drafts for bkg's bday!!

#bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki x oc #kacchan #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou fanfiction #happy birthday bakugo #i love bkg

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kywaslost · 1 year

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Boku No Hero Academia Masterlist Pt. 1

Shinsou Hitoshi

My R

Dissociation

Sometimes Friends Suck

Dark Comfort

How They Help With Sensory Overload/Panic/Anxiety Attacks

You're Safe Here

Tamaki Amajiki

An Easy Night

Tamaki and Kirishima Anxiety Comfort

Kaminari Denki

Kaminari x Reader with a Metal Arm

Period Comfort

Pro-hero Denki x Doctor!Reader

How They Help With Sensory Overload/Panic/Anxiety Attacks

Kirishima Ejirou

It's Ok, You Can Rest Now

Comfort Letter

Izuku and Kirishima as Childhood Friends

Tamaki and Kirishima Anxiety Comfort

Reader Has a Broken Leg

Valentines Day With Kirishima

Reader Gets Hurt

Kirishima x Suicidal!Reader

Period Comfort

How They Help With Sensory Overload/Panic/Anxiety Attacks

When You're Sick

Todoroki Shoto

Neverending Tears

Mental Health Comfort

Sick Comfort

Sick Todoroki

How they would comfort you after losing a loved one

Todoroki Fluff

Todoroki Comforts Crying Reader

How They Help With Sensory Overload/Panic/Anxiety Attacks

Izuku Midoriya

Characters I Think Can Listen To You For Hours

You Don't Bother Me

Izuku and Kirishima as Childhood Friends

Reader is Jealous

Levi, Eren, and Izuku Love Language(s)

Training With Deku HCs

Sick Deku

Reader Drowns

How they would comfort you after losing a loved one

Deku x GN!Reader Hanahaki Disease

Deku Finds Out You’re Pregnant

Izuku Comforts Quirkless Reader

How They Help With Sensory Overload/Panic/Anxiety Attacks

Bakugou Katsuki

Characters I Think Can Listen To You For Hours

Let Me Return The Favor

You Don't Have to be Afraid of Me

You Dreamt He Died

When You're Sick

Bakugou Dating A Nerd

Bakugou x Overworked!Reader

Bakugou and Levi Reassurance Comfort

General Comfort

HC’s for Bakugou when you get mad out of nowhere

Quarantine Comfort

When Bakugou Returns From Being Kidnapped

Sister Reader is Sick

How They Help With Sensory Overload/Panic/Anxiety Attacks

Brotherly Love

Toga Himiko

Toga Comforts Reader Who Was Rejected By Their Best Friend

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #izuku midoria #deku #bakugou katsuki #toga himiko #kirishima eijiro #shoto todoroki #shinsou hitoshi #tamaki amajiki #denki kaminari

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ao3feed-kiribaku · 3 months

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How To Love | Shouto Todoroki x Reader

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/exLTOHq by hooman_does_cosplay (Y/N) is a quirkless 25 year old. She is best friends with Izuku Midoriya due to the fact that they grew up together. (Y/N) owns a small cafe and one day Izuku visits her when she's working. Izuku has planned a reunion with class 1-A and invites (Y/N). There (Y/N) meets and interacts with Todoroki Shoto. How will their relationship develop? Will they become friends or more? Words: 1703, Chapters: 4/?, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Iida Tenya, Uraraka Ochako, Yaoyorozu Momo, Todoroki Fuyumi, Kirishima Eijirou, Jirou Kyouka, Toga Himiko, Asui Tsuyu, Tokoyami Fumikage Relationships: Todoroki Shouto/Reader, Todoroki Shouto & Reader, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Characters Are Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia), Alternate Universe - Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia), Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki, Pro Hero Midoriya Izuku, Pro Hero Todoroki Shouto, Pro Hero Kirishima Eijirou, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Romance, Eventual Romance, Points of View, POV Multiple, Reader-Insert, Quirkless Reader (My Hero Academia), Manga & Anime read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/exLTOHq

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #bnha #mha #kiribaku #krbk #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki

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thestormkitten · 1 year

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The Nature Trail: Part 3

Author Note: Welcome back to the final part of this sweet little story.

If you’re new here... this is part three to this.. part 1 and this... part 2

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: cursing, fluff, angst, reader is quirkless, somewhat heated moment

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The following days were a blur for you. You left the apartment you shared with Midoriya. Mrs. Walters had an apartment above her bakery that she would rent to you for free if you helped her during the holiday and rush seasons. You avoided social media not wanting to see any more pictures of Bakugou with his new fling or be there when news got out that you and Midoriya were no longer seeing each other.

You changed your lunch with a coworker for a later time. You knew Bakugou was going earlier so you would go later so you could avoid those intense red eyes with everything you could.

Yet, the trees of the trail were lackluster even with their fresh spring greenery. Even as birds hummed and more people began using the path in the warmer weather you felt like the trail you once held so dearly was dead. Yet, you walked it everyday as if you were visiting a grave of a deceased loved one. You tried to find happiness and comfort in the memories but you still felt a growing emptiness in your chest.

“Time, my dear, it’s all you can do,” Mrs. Walters told you one evening while you worked beside her after hours. You helped make a large birthday cake for a child’s party. “With time you’ll find your happiness.”

You hadn’t told her about Bakugou, you weren’t even sure if she knew that you knew each other. So, you assumed she had meant Midoriya.

You just nodded and continued to mix the batter.

“I’m thinking of getting some weekend help around here!” She carried on cheerfully. “You wouldn’t mind someone else down here would you?”

You smiled to yourself at her kindness and consideration of you. “Of course not Mrs. Walters. You do whatever it is you have to do!”

Weeks had passed since the hero gala and Bakugou searched endlessly for you each day on the trail. He went back to his usual time hoping to catch you. He even found himself waiting outside the door hoping you’d see him. He just wanted to apologize and wish you a happy marriage to Deku. No matter what he wanted or what he thought you deserved it wasn’t his decision and after a very long night of puking, and a very deep hangover he knew he just needed to give a real apology.

Of course he kept his promise to introducing Hana to Denki, the pro hero Chargebolt. Within a week they were making headlines about being the new hottest couple. At first tabloids ridiculed her for sleeping with Bakugou then moving right to Denki, but those rumors died away as the next big scandal came up.

Nothing had been said about you and Deku since that night. Nothing minus speculation on ‘the big day’. Reporters tried to get more details from Deku, but he replied no comment.

A couple of months passed and it was the beginning of summer before the top pros came home. Congratulating their rising heroes on the work well done. Best Jeanist even offered to sell the agency to Bakugou. The new rankings would come during the Fall Hero Awards and rumors were that he was set to be in the top of the chart.

Everything Bakugou could have ever wanted was coming true. He was going to be a top hero maybe even number one! He was going to have his own agency. He was making the name for himself that he had spent so many years perfecting. Yet, he didn’t feel excitement.

He just felt empty. He felt like the mask he wore for the world was cracking and he had to keep gluing it back together. He wanted so badly to be able to take that mask off like he had done with you so many times for so many months as you walked beside him.

He tried to find comfort in the nature trail. He tried to let the memories fill his chest and keep him warm. Sometimes it worked. Sometimes he felt fulfilled as he let the images of you touching trees and gazing at the branches take over his walks.

One afternoon he was called over by his favorite bakery owner.

“Boy get over here!” She called to him. He smiled to himself and strolled over to her door.

“Whatchya need, Granny? You got something you need carried up the stairs for ya?”

“Tch!” She shooed her hands at him dismissively. “You’re so brash! Can’t you help a sweet old lady out without all the lip?” She started back into the bakery signaling for him to follow her.

“Yeah sure. When you find me a sweet old lady to help out let me know!”

Her laugh echoed through the shop. She always enjoyed her banter with Bakugou. It made her feel like she was talking to a younger version of herself. She saw his hard exterior, but also felt his warm heart.

“I was wondering if you could help me some on the weekends!” She circled the counter and started wiping down the surface as she awaited his response patiently.

Bakugou balked at the request. He had a lot on his plate nowadays. He was about to be named a top hero and he was going to have his own agency soon too. He had so many things on his plate he didn’t have time to help at the bakery on weekends.

“Just for a couple of weeks while I find a real replacement,” She said calmly as if she could read his mind. He started to wonder if Granny had a mind reading quirk.

Bakugou thought about it for a moment. He glanced over his shoulder at your office building. His hopes of seeing on the weekend weren’t high as he never saw you on the weekends before so why would now be any different? He looked back at Mrs. Walters as she busied herself waiting for his answer.

“Alright fine! Just for a few weeks!”

You woke up early one Saturday morning to the scent of fresh baked croissants from the bakery below. Mrs. Walters told you in passing a couple of nights ago her new weekend helper would be starting. They must have gotten in early to start baking for the Saturday morning rush.

You walked over to your window and saw the old Jeep parked in front of the building. You saw that Jeep often and wondered who it belonged to. You always liked the idea of riding in one of those along the countryside in the summer. It was the perfect time of year. You hoped the owner enjoyed riding in it at much as you imagined you would.

Your black cat, Pepper, hopped up into your lap as you sat by the window and gazed out it longingly. The warm coffee in your hands and the sun beaming over her inky black fur made you feel at peace. For the first time since you moved into your new home you felt totally serene. It would be a good day you told yourself.

You didn’t go down to the bakery until a little past 8. You knew that Mrs. Walters wouldn’t mind you sneaking down to grab a croissant before she opened. However, since she had a new worker down there you wanted to let her finish showing them the opening tasks before you interrupted.

You snuck down the wooden staircase that led right into the kitchen. No one was in the area, you assumed they were out front tending to the first few customers of the day. You saw the croissants spread out along the island. They smelled delicious and looked equally as good. Even better than usual you noted. You swiped one off the tray and left a few bills on the counter.

A bit of your Saturday morning ritual; you would grab whatever pastry she was making for that morning, drop some money on the counter with enough for tip and go back upstairs. It was an unspoken agreement you had with her. Actually you had a lot of unspoken agreements that just seemed to work.

You pulled the pastry apart and took in the warm scent as it filled your nose. These smelled perfect. They were light, buttery, and perfectly golden brown. You put the first half in your mouth and began to walk back up the stairs.

“Oi!” A gruff voice burst through the door and made you stop in your tracks. “You gotta pay for that!”

You knew that voice. You could have picked it out anywhere. You turned around and there he was Bakugou Katsuki wearing a black apron and a black cap to tame his wild blonde spikes.

“Y/n?” His nose scrunched up in confusion. “What the fuck are you even doing here?”

You were so stunned to see him that you let the pastry just hang from your mouth for a moment. Then when you realized what was happening you reached up and pulled it from your lips.

Bakugou didn’t miss the missing ring on your left hand as you pulled the pastry from your lips.

Mrs. Walters told him she had a tenant upstairs, but she never mentioned it was you.

“I’m sorry. I left money on the counter. Mrs. Walters always just accepts it.” You pointed to the cash you had left.

“Yeah? Well, she never mentioned it to me. So...” He couldn’t find the right words. “Well, uh enjoy,” He uttered and started to turn around again.

This was literally the moment he had waited for. He wanted to see you, to apologize, but he didn’t expect to see you living above the bakery alone with no engagement ring anymore. He wasn’t prepared. He didn’t expect it.

Then, you, sweet gorgeous, you spoke first, “It’s delicious!”

A smirk crept across his face. He knew they were delicious.

“Tell Mrs. Walters this is the best batch yet!”

He turned to you with a twisted expression. “Psh! That Granny isn’t even here today. I made these myself!” He gestured to the dozens upon dozens of pastries before him.

“You made these? All by yourself?” Your eyes got wide and you looked back at the pastry in your hand with sheer shock. “I didn’t know you could bake!” A genuine smile broke out across your face. It delighted you to learn a new fact about him even in the tense state that was your relationship.

“Oh, I can bake, I can cook, I even fold my own underwear,” He joked dryly. You burst out into a laugh. One that he longed to hear again. He even chuckled along with you.

Then a feeling of bittersweet washed over you and you couldn’t stop your tongue. “Well, Im sure your girlfriend loves it.”

“Hah? I don’t-“ He was cut off by the bell of the front door. “I really want to talk to you. Can I-“ His eyes shifted around trying to figure out what to say next.

You had been avoiding this man for so long. You had originally been sure you wanted nothing to do with him. You didn’t want to open anymore old wounds. Yet, when presented with the opportunity you blurted out, “I’m off all day. Do you want to talk when the store closes?”

“Uh yeah! That sounds, good. Yeah we close at-“

“2. I’ll come down around 3? So you can get cleaned up?”

He nodded and let a small smile tug at his lips. “I have to go, I’ll see you soon.” He turned to walk away.

You ran back up the stairs, nervous. You had no idea what to expect from your talk. You weren’t sure, but the spark between you two was still there.

You paced your small apartment a million times over. You looked at your outfits trying to get ready. But then you had to remind yourself that you weren’t going on a date. Why did it feel like you were getting ready for a date though? You had to shake the thought from your head and went with jean shorts and a flowly crop top tank. It was one of your favorite outfits.

Three rolled around and you went downstairs. The shop was quiet and sparkling clean. You looked in the front and he was nowhere to be seen. You went back out the back entrance and rounded the front of the building. Was he standing you up? Were you once again going to look like a fool?

Just as anxiety began to settle into your chest you saw the Jeep you had been gawking at pull up. Out of the drivers side door emerged Bakugou.

“Hey, Princess, sorry, I got done a little early and wanted to run a quick errand.” He walked around the side of the car and opened the passenger side door. “Let’s go for a drive.”

You hesitated at first. You didn’t always feel comfortable getting into someone else’s car. Yet, when you looked into his red eyes you just felt secure. So you smiled and hopped in.

“What’s your flavor of music?“ Bakugou opened his Spotify and flipped through his playlists.

“Wanna do a blend list?“ You smiled. He scoffed, but nodded immediately sending you a link to join a blend list with him.

The mix of your songs was different and at the same time electric. You both listened to the same pop punk songs, but your list also featured pop songs and his heavy metal. You didn’t talk as you drove through the countryside. You watched as you saw the water glistening and stretching for miles welcomed you. The mountain side that the Jeep hugged was vast and intimating, but you wouldn’t have had it any other way.

You didn’t ask where you were going you trusted him. It was about a 30 minute drive before he pulled off the road the sign at the entrance read “The Green Trail”. He got out and came around to your side and opened your door for you.

He wore a black tank top that was no doubt underneath his T-shirt he wore for work at the bakery. For the first time since you met him you really noticed how toned his muscles were and how they flexed with each movement. You knew he was in shape, but in that moment you started wondering just how in shape he was.

He offered his hand to help you out of the truck. When you hopped down he settled his hand on your waist to keep you balanced on the uneven ground.

“Ya like nature trails?” He smirked already knowing the answer.

“Oh you know…I can go for one every so often,” You joked back.

You began walking along the new path. This one was different than the one back home. It was on the side of a mountain, the trees that loomed over you were so much taller, and their branches touched each other high above your head. You stared up at the leaves that grazed each other. It was like they held hands to keep you cool from the summer sun. You looked over at Bakugou and wondered what it would be like to hold his hand. Then you quickly shook the thought from your brain. This wasn’t a date.

Bakugou admired you as you looked up at the trees. He knew you’d appreciate this trail. It was one of his favorite, just a little to far from the city for daily walks. He watched the sparkle in your eyes and wondered what you were thinking about.

The silence while peaceful ate away at Bakugou. He shoved his hands into the pockets of his cargo shorts and finally broke the silence. “I wanted to say I’m sorry.”

“For what?” You hummed as you let your fingers graze the low branches as you walked by.

“For try to get between you and Midoriya. I shouldn’t have said those things. And I shouldn’t have ignored you. You’re a good friend.”

You didn’t stop, but you did turn just a bit to look at him. His shoulders were up by his ears and he glanced down to the side. His cheeks burned red. He didn’t need to tell you for you to know that apologies were hard for the explosive hero.

“It’s honestly not your fault. Izu-Midoriya… was controlling even if he didn’t mean to be. You were right about what you said. I do wish you didn’t ignore me though. Cause yeah I think of you as a good friend too.”

Bakugou’s ears burned. You weren’t living with him anymore, you didn’t wear your ring, you were calling him Midoriya instead of his first name it all solidified his prior suspicion, you weren’t with him anymore. It made his stomach twist with anticipation.

“What happened between the two of you anyways?” He asked eyeing your bare left hand.

You looked down at your hand and then tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. “I don’t know. When we first met it was so exciting ya know? I met someone so handsome and kind. When he told me he knew how I felt being quirkless I was thrilled. He promised to protect me. Then, I don’t know, it become possessive. He thought I was embarrassed by being quirkless or afraid of the world. I realized he didn’t really know me at all.”

“How do you feel being quirkless?” Bakugou pressed on.

“Fine. I guess. When I was younger I thought I was some sort of freak. Or that I wasn’t special. Then, I realized I had my own talents and passions. I realized I was happy just being me.”

Bakugou smiled to himself and nodded in agreement.

The walk continued in a moment of silence. Your words washed over both you as you felt the relief of being heard. He was always so good at making you feel completely heard.

“So, are you seeing anyone?” You looked at the ground. You thought you might know the answer, but the whole day was taking turns you hadn’t expected.

“Oh right! No. No I’m not not.”

“What happened with Hana?” You eyed him carefully. Suddenly in this summer heat you actually felt a little cold.

“Wha? Nothing. I was so drunk that night she just made sure I was ok then she asked if I would introduce her to another friend of mine.”

“But the-“

“Yeah tabloids. You can’t read that shit! It’s not real!” He scoffed.

You reached the end of the trail it spread out to a clearing that overlooked the valley. It was gorgeous and out in the distance you could just barely see the city.

“Woah,” You felt breathless. The colors, the wind, the shining sun all melted into a perfect moment.

“I know. I told ya it’s my favorite.” He stood next to you shoulder to shoulder. His arm brushed up against yours. He pulled his hand out from its pocket and turned it palm up in front of you. The large hand waited patiently for you to meet it halfway. “Promise, I won’t explode nothing.”

You smiled and let your hand settle into his. He laced his fingers with yours and ran a thumb over the back of your hand. Your hands were so smooth and his so scarred and rough. It was the contrast he had always enjoyed to his own.

You both looked out at the scene in front of you for a moment longer before he spoke again.

“I was thinking. Maybe I can show you how good of a cook I am. I bought some groceries and if you’d like I’ll make you dinner tonight,” He stated shyly rubbing the back of his neck.

“I’d like that.” You smiled peacefully, but inside your were screaming. This really was a date. A date you had no clue you were even going on until about five minutes ago.

You watched Bakugou work in your kitchen. You were honestly a little impressed with how comfortable he seemed to be. You had never pegged him as being a cook. Yet, the hulking blonde didn’t cease to amaze you.

“Like something you see?” He grumbled. Bakugou could feel your eyes on the back of his head. You sat at the counter of your breakfast nook watching with hungry eyes. It smelled so good you couldn’t wait to try.

“I mean that curry does look good!” You commented.

“Ha! Im sure after eating whatever it is that you’ve got in this freezer anything looks better.” You flushed. You weren’t the best cook, but you made due. He peered over his shoulder at you. “Alright,” He turned around with the spoon in his hand, “come on, let’s try it.” He learned over the counter towards you offering the spoon to your mouth.

You opened up and he let the sauce wash over your tongue. It was spicy and lovely. The sensation warmed your whole body not to mention the slight embarrassment you felt letting someone else feed you.

He watched as your lips closed around the spoon and your eyes fluttered close as you enjoyed his cooking. He loved seeing someone else light up from his food, but with you it went just a little deeper. You looked so angelic letting your brain work around each flavor you tasted. He loved that in a world where everything seemed rushed you were just taking your time.

When your e/c eyes popped back open and sparkled at him his heart began to grow. Then you licked your lips and smiled.

“It was delicious!” You grinned. Suddenly, Bakugou was keenly aware of how close the two of you were. You leaning over the counter and him on his elbows slowly moving forward to be closer to you. He looked at your eyes and then back at your lips.

“I am glad you like it,” He whispered barely loud enough from any one who wasn’t only inches away from him to hear. Luckily you were just close enough.

“I do, I really do,” You squealed back. Piercing red eyes burned a hole right into your soul. You could see every speck of color in them. You had never noticed the very faint freckles that dotted his nose.

“Yeah,” He mumbled, “me too.”

The cord snapped you stretched just a little further closing the gap and kissed him. You kissed over your kitchen counter and over the dirty spoon. You practically crawled onto the counter to get more of him. The scent of burnt sugar filled your nose and you just wanted to be pressed closer to him.

All of his senses were on fire. The taste of the minty gum you had chewed on the way home, the smell of your soaps, the feeling of your lips on his. It was all too much.

He dropped the spoon and pulled away from your kiss. Immediately, you protested but halted once you saw him come around the counter in three long strides. He approached you with parted lips, wrapping muscular arms around your waist and letting his lips crash into yours once again. He pulled you up from your spot at the counter. You wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. Kissing him wildly and letting your tongues interact and explore each other’s. He hooked his hands under your thighs and squeezed firmly. He loved the feeling of your plush thighs between his rough finger pads. The electricity between you was so hard to deny.

When you finally pulled away, breathless but still in his arms he looked deep into your eyes and smiled a true genuine smile. One that almost no one ever saw out of the man.

“Hey, I really like you,” He mumbled and pushed his forehead to yours.

“I really like you too.” You settled in his arms feeling safe, welcomed and love for the first time in a very long time.

Summer came and went and fall was well on its way. You let your new relationship with Bakugou grow as it meant to. Everyday he would meet you for lunch and you would walk your usual path. Things felt natural and unburdened.

He grazed your bare back and helped usher you into the building. Tonight you wore another curve hugging gown, it was black, strapless and satin. You matched Bakugou’s signature black on black attire.

“You look amazing by the way,” He leaned in and spoke against your hair.

Dread filled your belly. This was the first event since the tabloids found out you and Midoriya were no longer together. He told the press after you told him about your new relationship with Katsuki. You just weren’t sure how they’d react to you being with another pro hero.

When you entered the building the press went insane. They shoved mics and cameras in your face. Yet, Bakugou did his best to shield you from all the commotion.

“Dynamite! Rumor has it you’re going to be revealed as the new number two! How do you feel?”

“In-fucking-credible,” He said with a squeeze to your hip.

“How did you meet y/n?”

“It’s a secret.”

“Y/n are you and Deku still friends?”

“We have a good relationship still. Yes.” You looked over at Midoriya who was standing with his own date. He smiled and nodded at you.

“Who’s better in bed, y/n?” Your cheeks flushed you knew that question was coming.

“Get out of here with that! But me!” Bakugou put a large palm in the face of the reporter who asked that question.

You blushed again thinking of how he really did rock your world better than anyone else ever had.

“Y/n, last question! What’s your quirk?”

You immediately felt uneasy. Your eyes glanced at Bakugou by nature. You knew you didn’t need his permission, but he nodded giving it anyways.

“Actually I’m quirkless.”

The reporters fell silent. They stared at Bakugou and back at you, then back to Bakugou.

He gave his signature smirk, pulled you close to him and said just barely loud enough for the reporters to hear, but plenty loud for you to hear, “That’s my girl.”

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We need a midoriya finding out about the reader and about her being his SISTER mha x reader 😳

Midoriya x sister reader

Midoriya did not know that he had a sister and didn't even know of her existince. Later on he found out about her and let me tell you😭 in this AU midoriya has a TWIN BROTHER, okay, okay, okay, let's pause right there!!!😭

So midoriya has a sister and a twin brother that he doesn't know he has but eventually finds out.

The readers quirk has something to do with lighting but it's called 'lightning death' (you can call the quirk whatever you want if you don't like the name) When the reader actives her quirk she can lift some of her hair strings and make them longer and she can also rap people around with her hair strings. Kinda like what Ibara Shiozaka the girl from class 1b did to Denki in the sports festival but expect the readers hair doesn't lift her whole entire hair up only some good amount of her hair but she can if she wants to but it's straight and sometimes when it's she has it all lifted up it's like floated. Y'know how Daki uses that sash of hers? Yeah the same thing with the reader but it's her hair not a sash😭 And so when the reader lefts her hair up and raps people around it, she can also zap them with lightning. And then she can turn her hair back to it's normal form.

Wanna know why her quirk is called 'death' lightning. It's because she also has this other form where appears a skull tattoo on her forehead and she has skull pupils. And (f/c) strings in her hair. (f/c stands for favorite color) The reason is because the skulls she has in her eyes in her pupils, are what she calls 'Death eyes' The reason she calls them that is because when she activates them, let's say she looks at some people and then she unactivates the death eyes. And in just a second you'll see the people who she looked at with her death eyes literally dead on the ground and their head is not connected with their body like their head has literally fallen off their neck. And then you can see them all dead in the ground with their heads unattached to their necks and their all dead and around her.

And she's just sitting their on a pile of people dead with their heads on the ground and she's just sitting there holding someone's head up to her face with a SMILE🤯

The reason her quirk is called 'Lightning death' is because she can kill people with her death eyes in the speed of the lightning and she can also zap people with her hair. So the trio (Midoriya, Bakugou and Todoroki) were on hero training and tried to find the villians, and there are also some pro heros with them (it can be literally any hero that's with them even endeavor LMAO) and so then they find her finding he villians and using her quirk in them.

It turns out it was because she wants to protect her brother who is izukus twin because her brother is quirkless (just like midoriya 😭)

SORRY THIS LOOKS SOO LONG, ITS HONESTLY JUST ME DESCRIBING THE READERS QUIRK, I just love your writing, okayyy??😭

very special a/n : holy shit anon how do you even have ideas for these im honestly impressed of how creative you are

a/n : let me just *grabs glasses* okie i'll try my best to write this because it's so good i don't deserve your creativity anon

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midoriya izuku has always thought he was an only child, well, he thought. his father who was always overseas actually has bought his siblings with them, so you have grown apart from him. you also had a brother who was twins with midoriya, having green curly hair too the only feature differentiate between the two of them are midoriya had freckles while your brother doesn't.

growing up outside japan, you haven't developed your quirk at all considering how it's bizzare to practice your quirk there comparing to japan that normalizes them. you have heard your father mentioning your quirk was something lightning related and was very strong if used properly.

the thing is you don't even know how to active them. that was until,

you saw your brother who got bullied because he isn't fluent in japanese and because he's quirkless. enraged, you accidentally activated your quirk so your hair came to life and the strands went to wrap themselves on the bullies bodies, suffocating them. to add more damage, your lightning quirk that you have no sense control of made your hair as a travelling medium therefore electrocuting them not to much but enough to inflict pain as a warning. you didn't realized what you did was wrong until you saw your little brother at a corner looking stressed, covering his ears and eyes. you rushed towards him, letting go of the bullies.

"let's go y-y/n" he stuttered looking mortified.

you felt guilty for making him feel that way and wanted to reach to touch his shoulder, until you felt the electricity bolt still in your palm. you didn't wanted to hurt your brother so you clenched your fist to avoid using them again. unbeknownst to you, the bright light from the lightning prior has attracted some unwanted attention.

nearby a group of villain and their goons are destroying stores at an alley until they saw the light. the leader who has a black mask that covered his face and ears smirked behind the mask. he knew, that might be a pro hero and what better way to climb onto the top of the top villain if not by killing some weak pro hero?

he instructed his goons to swarm the area and found you two there. your brother practically shivered in his spot and you still couldn't touch him, fearing you might hurt him. "oh so it wasn't any pro hero. just brats. well that's okay for me, i'll just make you my hostages then. after that, your beloved all might is gonna come and save you then i'll kill him" he said with a sinister tone.

you wanted to use your quirk but how? damn it the lighting is going off like last time?! maybe, you need to feel some emotion to activate them. "stay away! leave us alone!" you hugged your brother tight while the villain came approaching, slowly.

"oh and why should i? you don't even know how to use your quirk, poor girl and he doesn't have any quirk. wait, do you want to know what my quirk is?" he touched his chest, eyes proud.

"no-"

"shut up little girl and let the boss talk" one of his goons that also wore masks said.

"well, my quirk is nothing powerful but it works out everytime for me. what i do is i can control people in five minutes, making them my puppet. but once they touch me physically, they'll be my puppet for eternity. hm, how do you think about that little girl?" he raised his eyebrows at you and suddenly your brother walked at him, you just realizing that he just used his quirk on your brother.

not knowing what to do your hair moved to grabbed you brother only for one of the goons to slash through your hair. you were becoming frustrated and angry, so your lighting came out from your palm. you directed them to one of the goons but they avoided the lightning's, as if they knew what your next move was.

you were getting more and more angry, your brother almost reaching the sinister villain so you screamed. you screamed so loud the walls crumbled and you without noticing it, also have changed form. your once black hair changed colours to yellows ones while your pupils were white and had skulls as eyes.

with another scream, you grew a tattoo on your forehead which looked like a skull. your hair grew in length and reached for the goons, automatically electrocuting them. they writhed in pain.

the goons that had quirk and heavy weapons slashed your hair but once they make eye contact with you, they screamed in pain and they got beheaded. holding an evil smile, you made more eye contact with the goons, killing them in less than ten seconds.

"what do we do boss?!"

"don't make eye contact with her! take her head!"

while you were busy with the villains, the actual pro hero who was on patrol with their mentor, eraser head was nowhere nearby to hear the commotion. however they were nearby enough to see the bright light.

"whoa sensei what was that?!" midoriya asked.

"looks like an electric power shock. perhaps the resident there accidentally messed up with the power" aizawa replied.

"but the range is small, shouldn't the electricity gone off if it's a power shock?" shoto asked again.

"VILLAIN. IT'S A VILLAIN THEN. FINALLY A VILLAIN" bakugou said with enthusiasm while running to the area where the light came from.

in current time, your hair isn't stretched anymore as you sat on the piles of the goons bodies while smiling. your brother was hiding somewhere, afraid you were gonna kill them and him too. the boss was kneeling, writhing in pain as his quirk didn't worked on you.

your rage was too much that your other emotions were clouded, making the boss failing to penetrate your thoughts to control you. you walked down the piles of body, using them as ladders. when you got near the boss he averted his gaze but you hooked your fingers under your chin and looked at him with intensity. he didn't only got beheaded but shocked with an immense electric power with the contact so he died in much, much pain.

satisfied with your work, you were going to walk away until you heard voices.

"whoa! so much dead bodies!"

"stay back! there might be another villain who killed this one!"

"sensei, look"

there were four, no, five sets of eyes looking at you. four of them saw you as a threat and they began to approach you. you didn't have skulls for eyes anymore as they were consuming too much energy from this form of your body.

"shoto, bakugou. you know what to do"

the two striked you with ice then intense heat from the fire then firing you with explosives. maintaining your form, you created a barrier with your hair, setting the hair with electricity.

"seems like her quirk is electric sensei" midoriya said.

"i have to get close to her to erase her quirk, or else she'll do more damage" aizawa approached your hair and tried wrapping his ropes around your hair.

together, aizawa's rope, shoto's ice and fire, bakugou's constant explosive, midoriya saw an opening and used his texas smash on your hair. your hair barrier came off, exposing yourself now vulnerable. aizawa has successfully erased your quirk but your form was still maintained.

your brother who was still watching from his hiding spot couldn't move his body, one thing because he's still scared and one more thing that's his twin brother! he can't let you get arrested by your own twin brother! he needed to do something but your emotions were still clouded, seeing how your form isn't going to normal.

so he lunged himself towards you, protecting you from the four pro heroes who were going to arrest you.

"what the-"

"HUH? ANOTHER DEKU?!"

"what is the meaning of this?"

"stop! deku, it's me your twin brother and this is your sister. we were with father outside japan so you might don't know us but we know you! im sorry, she was angry and lost control. let me talk to her and she might calm down!" your brother frantically explained. your brother now looked at you, his eyes looking at your empty ones.

slowly, your emotions relaxed but when he hugged you the form of your body instantly went back to normal and you collapsed. your brother sighed in relief and flinched when midoriya touched his shoulder.

"oh im sorry deku. father didn't told us where you lived with mother so we kinda went off track. onee-san did a lot for me today, i think she must be tired" midoriya looked at aizawa and he nodded. he took out his cellphone and dialled a number.

"huh you don't have freckles like midoriya" shoto said while examining his face and your injuries.

"YOU DON'T HAVE QUIRK TOO DEKU NUMBER TWO?" bakugou scowled. your brother nodded in fear.

"can you walk? i'll bring your sister and you for proper treatment at the hospital. all might's on the way"

"so what's your name?" midoriya asked softly, not wanting to scare his twin brother anymore.

"suzuki. her name's y/n. im sorry she caused a bit of chaos, she was just protecting me. father didn't told us where you and mother lived so we got off track." suzuki lowered his head, trying not care because he just burdened his sister and almost made her arrested.

"don't worry suzuki, it's just she can't control her quirk well but she didn't harm anyone so don't worry okay?" midoriya patted his twin brother's head, assuring him while he quietly sobbed.

he couldn't wait to bring you two back home, bus mother must be happy and excited to see you two.

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pinkykats-place · 2 years

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Aged Up Sickfics BakuDeku

AO3 Fanfic Recommendations

Disclaimers!

None of the stories linked below are mine.

Most are SFW … still check tags.

Art not mine. Credit to @fihella for fan art.

Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!

principles of care by nicc

Summary: “What did she do? When you got sick?”Katsuki snorts, weakly. “What do you mean, what did she do? She had to work, didn’t she?”

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Katsuki gets sick, and Izuku takes care of him (because apparently, Katsuki has no idea how).

One Shot | Pro Hero au

Rated - Teen & Up

Spark a Memory by niaobirb

Summary: A day in Izuku and Katsuki’s happy ending, in which Izuku gets sick and Katsuki takes care of him. Even when they’ve been married for years, they still find ways to fall deeper in love every day.

One Shot | Pro Hero au

Rated - Teen & Up

Childhood Memories And The Power Of Nostalgia by Loopielupie

Summary: Izuku is careful as he closes the door behind him, muffling the soft voices from the nurses station and the sounds of people moving down the corridor. The bag in his hand rustles as he turns towards the bed to check on its occupant and he quietens it with a swoop of unease. But Katsuki is still sleeping, undisturbed by his arrival, blonde hair fanned out on the hospital pillow.

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Or: Katsuki's been in the hospital for months, Izuku just wants to help. Can a childhood incident make Katsuki see what Izuku's been trying to say?

One Shot | Pro Hero au

Rated - Teen & Up

Just Rest by Butterballporkbun

Summary: When Deku comes down with the flu his husband, Bakugou does what he can to care for him.

One Shot | SFW

Hold Me by MJBunnyLuv

Summary: When Katsuki doesn't show up for patrol, Izuku fears the worst. Upon finding him safe at home, he learns the reason Kacchan didn't come to the agency that morning...he's sick. Always willing to do anything for his best friend, Izuku takes care of him.

One Shot | Pro Hero au

Rated - Teen & Up

Love bug by anikkathemilf

Summary: Soon enough, Izuku felt soft lips press against his forehead that moved to his cheeks before he hurriedly pressed his hand against his mouth. He opened his eyes and came face to face with an upside down view of Katsuki dripping wet, and not in the good way.

Katsuki’s brows furrowed as his lips met the back of Izuku’s hand. Izuku gently pressed his hand against Katsuki’s mouth and gave a shy smile. “Vomit breath, Pookie.” Katsuki just shook his head and gave Izuku a kiss on the lips. Katsuki smirked and gave Izuku another peck on the lips. “Do you really think I care about that, babe?”

One Shot | No Quirks au

Rated - Teen & Up

A Sunset Goodbye by princejaelofbabylon

Summary: On a rare day off, Number One Pro-hero Dynamight bumps into two kids with a startling resemblance to his childhood friend. They're on their way to the hospital to visit their sick dad, and Katsuki finds himself pulled into a bittersweet reunion with someone he hasn't spoken to in over twenty years.

This is a story about how love works when it's running out of time.

Pro Hero Baku x Quirkless Deku

Complete | 7 Chapters

Rated - General Audiences

Tomorrow's Sound Bite by EnduringParadox

Summary: "There's no such thing as always, Deku. If Dynamight is still hearty and hale, then he's going. I think the public will get a kick out of seeing him hold his own against Hirano and Merry. Stop pouting."

"I'm not pouting," Izuku said with a pout. "I just—Kacchan—"

"Dynamight is an adult and a pro-hero. He is more than capable of answering questions about himself for an hour. Get some rest. I want you in tip-top condition for your talk at the museum opening next week. Now, please give the phone back to Dynamight."

Izuku mumbled a goodbye and mouthed Sorry as he handed the phone to Kacchan.

Kacchan groaned. "Yeah, I'll do the interview, goddamn. But if they want me to talk for an hour, then they'll get me for an hour, got it?"

An hour of pure, unfiltered Kacchan.

Izuku was sure that they didn't know what they were getting into.

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Izuku and Kacchan always do their interviews together, but with Izuku home sick, Kacchan has to weather it alone. Izuku is worried, especially when a rude guest starts needling Kacchan about their relationship.

{One Shot}

Rated - Teen & Up

Injured (kind of sick)

Next Year by SamIsNotLegend

Summary: It's Izuku's birthday. Katsuki had planned out the whole day. He was going to spoil his boyfriend rotten, and it was going to be perfect.

It... should have been perfect.

But then Katsuki had eaten shit in a villain fight yesterday.

{One Shot}

Rated - Explicit

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