Midoriya: You're ugly when you lie Kacchan!
Bakugou: I'm not lying!
Shinsou: Then why are you ugly?
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ok hi so im Purging all of my asks except for a few of the most recent ones and like. almost all if not all of my drafts. i very much want to come back but i need to do it fresh n slow so i hope my lovely moots n writing partners understand </3 i miss yall dearlyÂ
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ïżŒđžIf You Give Them Your Hand BNHAđž
Characters: Sero, Bakugou, Denki, Hawk, Shoto, Shinso, Izuku {GenderNeutral Reader}
What happens when you give the Boys of BNHA your hand? Some are you just straight up give them your hand, others are scenarioïżŒ. As always feel free to leave a request and thank you all so much for the support! â€ïžđ„ș
Warning: Swearing and there are some suggestive parts.
âŸïžđšSero đšâŸïž
Sero was working in the kitchen, putting dishes away while making something for lunch for the both of you. Music swayed in the air as you approached. Your hand, and arm, outstretched waiting for his reaction. Sero seemed a tad bit startled by your sudden presence and then at your action. Like you just walked into the kitchen with your arm in front of you⊠what is happening? He looked at you, puzzled for a moment before smiling. The confusion in his eyes was gone.
He grabbed your hand, kissed your knuckles first, then wrist, then made his way up your arm. He kissed your cheek, nose, then lips. His eyes met yours, the red blush evident on your face as you stared at him.
âEntertained Amor?â
đ„Katsuki Bakugouđ„
Bakugou is sitting on the couch with your dog watching TV. Some old American movie about a superhero is playing, and Bakugou seems both hypnotized and confused. âRip off ALL MIGHTâ he mutters. You walk over to him, standing at his side as you place your arm/hand out, waiting.
âWhat are you doing Dumbass?â
You donât answer, just smirk at him. He glanced back at the movie, pausing it and turning his full attention onto you. Wtf are you doing? He carefully grabs your hand, wondering if you have some stupid trick shocker in it. But nothing- nothing except your reaction. You smile, and it clicks. It's that stupid TikTok thing.
He gives you this sweet smile and brings your hand to his lips. He turns your palm to face him, before licking your entire hands and wrist. His snarky smile comes through as you see his sharp ïżŒ canines.
âKat that's so gross!â You try to yank your hand away but he wonât let you.
âAw come on Teddy Bear, we've done a lot grosser.â
âKat-â
âLike last night we-â
âKAT STOP!â
âĄïžDenkiâĄïž
Denki had just stepped back into the house, sweaty from the gym and hazy. His eyes land on you, your arm and hand outstretched and he just stares. Heâs both tired and a bit out of it so it takes him a good couple of seconds to realize what the hell is happening. Then he does He grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles. He then, of course, does his little flirty wink and smile, gazing up at you through his bands and eyelashes.
âI thought you wanted me to pull your finger for a momentâ he laughs, your hand still in his as he weaves them together, standing up straight.
You can't help that laugh that leaves your chest at the confession. He chuckles too, more so at your bubbly laugh.
đȘ¶Keigo (HAWKS)đȘ¶
Hawks had just left the bathroom from showering when he saw you. Standing there with your arm outstretched towards him. Your hair is mused and you're dressed for bed. Usually, heâd take that as an invitation but today, he just needed to be close to you. Something happened today, something thatâs weighing heavy on his heart and mind. And he just needs you. Needs you close. Keigo gives you a soft smile before moving towards you, hand holding yours as his other cups your back. One of his feathers departs and goes towards the record player in the corner, flicking the record over and putting it on. The two of you just dance, both slowly stepping to the beat of the music as the sun fully sets. At some point, his wings cave around the both of you, protecting you from everything outside.
âI love you chickadeeâ
đż Izuku Midoriyađż
Izuku takes it as a hint to pull you to him since you were sitting down. Laying down actually, you both had just woken up but
Another lovely morning in bed was ruined by Izukuâs alarm. Hero work. You grumbled and groaned as you felt Izuku try to unweave himself from you. Trying his best to not wake you, but it didnât matter. You had become somewhat used to his work schedule at this point, being able to wake up even without his alarm going off. But that doesn't mean you were happy about it.
âZooZoo come back.â
You groaned as you peeked open your eyes to see your boyfriend shut the bathroom door; trying to stop the bathroom light from hitting you. Time passed by and you found yourself more awake, now in the kitchen making coffee for the two of you, sitting on the counter as you waited. You could hear Izuku moving around, putting on his hero uniform. You hummed as you saw his familiar head of hair enter. You reached your arms out to him, wanting a hug because I mean- you didnât get to have your peaceful morning with him. But, he thought you need him to pull you down. Why? Because he usually has to pull you out of bed. And his un-caffeinated, tired mind processed you as still being in bed. (Man had a hard week, cut him some slack.) But unlike those times, when heâd tug you out from the covers, you werenât prepared for the jank off the counter. So you go pretty much flying from the counter and crumble to the ground since you had no balance. Izuku reacted fast, thanks to constantly training his reflexes, and catches you, his arms going under yours
âWell, that didn't go as planned.â
âHeh yeah sorry.â
âWhat happens?â
âI think my mind processed you as still being in bed.â
âIzuâŠbaby⊠I think you need a day off. Just some rest. Itâs been months.â Your hands cupped his face.
âYeah, maybe your rightâŠalright letâs go back to bed. Iâll grab us some coffee and call the commission.â
He then pushes your body up, pretty much throwing you in the air slightly till he's holding your thigh, your hands rest on his shoulders.
đ§Shoto Todorokiđ„
It was right after he did a meet and greet, you had been hanging out on the side watching. Ensuring that everything worked and went smoothly. Thankfully this one had been only two hours, not eight. Yet it came right after a rather intense interview with the press. You watched with grated TEETH as they poked and prodded Shoto for information about his family. Fucking bastards.
And the minute it ended, when both the interview and meet and greet were done, you could see the toil it took on Shoto. How his shoulders slouched a bit and his back caved. He was emotionally tired and done with socializing for the day. You walked up to him, arm outstretched ready to give him a side hug, your other arm holding fan mail and whatever esle. Yet out of the corner of his eye, he only saw a hand. His back became straighter and his shoulders rolled back. He turned to you, and you watched as Shoto enter into âHero Greetâ mode. He grabbed your hand. His grip was firm and gentle as he shook it. He gave you that award-winning smile, the one you see every fan post about when they meet him. Heâs about to open his mouth, about to greet you with his robotic lines until he realizes it's you. His grip doesn't loosen and instead, he pulls you into his chest. His other arm wraps around your waist as he kisses your forehead.
âReady to head home?â You ask
âHmâ
đ§ Hitoshi Shinso đ§
You had been sitting on the couch, Shinsoâs head rested in your lap as he watched the Tv. The evening had been uneventful, a nice change to the chaotic week that had perused earlier. To say the least, both of you were grateful for this slow night. Your fingers weaved in and out of his hair, and your other hand rested lax against his shoulder. To be honest, you were both zoned out to the film. Your fingers stopped momentarily brushing his hair which broke Shinso from his haze and drowsiness. His eyes shifted up towards you, he could see the sleepiness in your eyes and your struggle to stay awake. You always tried to stay awake with him, keep him company on the night his insomnia was really bad.
His hand reaches up, grabbing your free hand on his shoulder. He lightly pulled your hand to his face, brought your palms to his lips, and kissed it.
âGo to sleep kitty. Itâs been a long day.â
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I guess you could call this an Epilogue of sorts lol
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CW: Slight angst, angst to fluff, hurt/comfort, insecurity, soft Katsuki, mentioned pregnancy, non-graphic mention of a breakdown, blink-and-youâll-miss-it reference to past abuse, being recorded in public without their knowledge, random fans thirsting for DILF!Katsuki
((A little side note; Bakugouâs Hero name will always be Ground Zero to me, Iâm sorry- I just- Itâs so much better than Dynamight imo (ÂŽàŒàș¶àœŒ^àŒàș¶àœŒ`) ))
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Katsuki was amazingly happy with his little family. Civilians donât realize it as he kept his scowling persona but anyone who knows him could see that heâs the happiest heâs ever been. Happier than when he rapidly climbed the ranks even within his early years of being a pro, climbing faster than nearly anyone had before. Happier than when he and Kiri, the Ground Riot Duo, were named Number 1 Heroes(even if they were overtaken by Deku just 5 months later).
With his wife and his stepdaughter, though he never called her as such, from the moment he remarried Y/n he simply called her his daughter. He had wanted to call her that beforehand but he was unsure if it would be received well. To him, it doesnât matter that she isnât his flesh and blood, Yumi is still his little girl.
He was completely and utterly happy. He didnât think it could get any better than this. He had his wonderful wife back and they had a precious little daughter. Life was perfect. Even with the less desirable parts. Like when Yumi got her quirk and it was the same one as her biological father. Of that bastard. Y/n almost had a breakdown when she first saw it, thinking that he was back. But Katsuki helped her through it, he calmed her down and he made sure she was okay before he went to comfort his daughter.
She had seen her motherâs reaction and thought she had done something wrong. She knew what her Bio Father had done to her and she knew that she had gotten his quirk. The poor girl was worried that her mommy wouldnât love her anymore for it. Katsuki was quick to squash those worries and comfort her and lightly explain, in a way that a little girl would understand, that Mommy was simply surprised and got a little bit scared and confused. Mommy would never stop loving her. He was even quicker to reassure her that he would never, never stop loving her, not ever, when she had expressed her worry that heâd be mad that she had someone elseâs quirk.
Even with the lows, there came wonderful, spectacular highs. The days theyâd share as a family and the days Katsuki would bring her to work with him and all her uncles and her auntie would dote over her and spoil her rotten. How she had all of them wrapped around her little finger(and she knew it). How she was so incredibly happy to have such a wonderful family to love her and back her up and gang up on Katsuki.
Then, Y/n got pregnant. She got pregnant with his baby. She got pregnant with a little combination of both of them. He was ecstatic. Both because he would get to have a perfect baby with the love of his life and because he would get to experience what he had missed out on with Yumi. Changing her diapers, staying awake for days on end to take care of her when she woke up at ungodly hours of the night, her first words, her first steps, being there for Y/nâs pregnancy.
Though, while he and Y/n were so incredibly happy and excited, Yumi seemed to be pulling away. So one day, while Y/n is having her monthly lunch date with his mother which he had heard would be spent taking her shopping for the baby things he knows nothing about, he decided to take Yumi out for a daddy-daughter day.
âHey, Princess, whatâs wrong? Whatâs going on?â He asks when they sit down for Boba.
âNothing..â She refuses to meet his eye, knowing he could read her like an open book.
âFire Cracker,â the nickname he had given her when she first started living with him melts her resolve, just enough, âyou know you can talk to me, whatâs wrong?â
âAre you⊠Are you still gonna love me?â She asks quietly as she stirs her drink as a distraction from her dad.
âWhat? Yumi, what are you talking about? Iâll never stop loving you. Iâll always love you, Fire Cracker.â
âBut⊠Now youâre gonna have a real kid.. So.. You wonât need me anymoreâŠâ She sniffles, quickly wiping her forming tears. Katsukiâs heart nearly breaks at his little girlâs worries and he rushes out of his chair to kneel in front of her.
âOh, princess. I will never ever ever stop loving you, you hear? Just because weâre not related by blood doesnât mean youâre any less my daughter. Yea, this baby is biologically mine, but theyâre my second real kid because you are my real kid. Youâre here, arenât you? Arenât you?â He smirks lightly and reaches out to poke at her tummy, poke at her sides, squirm his fingers there and at the side of her neck, making her wiggle and squirm with squeals and giggles. A bright smile appears on his face at his little girlâs giggles and smiles. âYou seem pretty real to me.â He smiles softly at her.
âYouâll always be my daughter, Yumi. It doesnât matter if I have 1 biological kid or 1,000. Youâre my first kid, my daughter.â He smiles at her and she shoots forward to cling to him in a hug. He picks her up and holds her in one hand and grabbed their drinks with the other masterfully and left the shop to head home.
What he didnât expect when he got home, after stopping to get Yumi ice cream, was to find his wife in tears. Immediately he panicked and set Yumi down to rush to her side, the 6-year-old hurriedly trailing after him.
âBaby?! What happened?! Are you okay?! Whatâs going on?!â He crouched down to hold her hand as he looked up at her worriedly. What he was also not expecting was her to look at him with a wobbly smile.
âI love you so much, Bakugou Katsuki. You are the best father and husband I could ever hope to ask for.â She grinned at him as she sniffled, reaching forward to stroke his cheek as she wrapped her arm around her daughter who saddled up next to her and hugged her the way her mommy always does whenever sheâs sad.
âBaby..?âHe trails off, confused. Rather than answering, she holds her phone towards him with the video queued up that she had been watching on repeat from the moment it popped up. He slowly takes the phone and pressed play, immediately seeing himself sitting across from Yumi in the little shop they had been in not even an hour ago.
The video didnât pick up what Yumi had said as Katsukiâs face shifted from worry to near anguish before he scrambled out of his seat. His voice was somewhat quiet but his speech could definitely be heard. He heard his own voice reassuring his daughter that he would love her always and that she would always be his daughter. Then, the volume picked up with her giggles and squeals when he tickled her and he heard a whispered âAwwwâ from the person filming and someone next to them saying âThat is the sweetest thing I have ever seenâ. Then, he picked Yumi up and masterfully carried both drinks with one hand and began to take her home.
âOh my god, that was Ground Zero! And oh, that was the sweetest thing ever, he is such a good dad.â The person filming cooed after he left, aiming their camera at the person with them but not showing their whole face.
âRight? Ugh, heâs hot, heâs a good husband and a great dad?! Can he get any more perfect?â They said before the camera person chuckled and hummed with agreement before the video cut off.
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Heyo, Lovelies! I want to start posting more of my writing on here so I hope you enjoy them! Iâm also on AO3 if you want to check that out!
Hope you enjoy, and of course,
Until then, my lovelies! âĄ
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Yandere tamaki, bakugou,kirishima,shinsuo(separate)
Taking care their unwilling kidnapped sick darling
It's been too long since I've writen for My Hero...
Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationhip, possessive behavior, obsession, clinginess, overprotective behavior, mentions of abduction, sickness
Unwilling kidnapped darling is sick
Katsuki Bakugou
đ„âKatsuki keeps that frowning scowl on his face as he forces you into not one but three blankets and just tells you to rest and do as he tells you. Is he angry at you? Probably, he blames you a little bit for getting yourself sick like this. You should have done this and that like he told you too but you just had to play the rebel which is, admittedly his doing. Kidnapping you was a wrong choice but a choice the hero made nevertheless. Your rebellious attitude had to be expected but it's incredibly hard for Katsuki to hold back his temper at times. He won't succumb to his anger and scream at you and scare you like some sort of asshole. He isn't the violent bad guy you might write him off as and he is adament to prove that to you. So maybe he's partially responsible for your sickness now too, he should have taken better care of you.
đ„âDespite what his darling might think, Bakugou is actually disturbingly good in nursing them back to health. He's informed and knows how to use that knowledge practically too. He cooks the food that will benefit your health, knows how much you need to take from which medicine per day to feel less like shit and still respects the fact that you need rest. Sure, he checks still multiple times a day for your temperature or to see if you have no problems whilst sleeping but otherwise he just lets you rest. Katsuki even acts like he wants the distance, tells you that he doesn't want to get sick too and luckily you never test him in this conviction since you despise him. He might want to cuddle up to you a bit but knows that you'd hate it and that would just mean scratching his ego. A hint of arrogance can't be helped though since he basks in the fact that you're more reliant on him now and he occasionally rubs that into your face although he doesn't push you to the point where you refuse said help.
Eijiro Kirishima
âŠïžâKirishima makes an instant fuss over his darling when they start feeling sick and tired and is likely over the top enough to swoop them up in his arms and carry them into their bed. His poor baby got sick so it's obviously his job as their loving boyfriend to take care of them now that they'll need him. Everyone gets sick once in a while, don't worry. This will pass soon. I' say that he has less knowledge than Katsuki and whilst he might know the common folktales how to help with this and that, he has only vague ideas when it comes to the medicine. He's probably the type who'd actually try to nurse you back to health without relying on pills and medicine unless he realizes that it would seriously help you. Tries to make jokes in hopes of making you feel a bit better, he generally talks a lot unless he knows that you just need some silence right now.
âŠïžâKirishima kind of glosses over the fact that you're still an unwilling participant in this all because this man has straight up kidnapped you, even if it was in a risky situation. He's decided to put his delusional walls up in order to defend his actions and with your sickness in full work right now, you have not the energy to argue with him anymore. Eijiro grows even more clingy, tells you that he has a robust immune system so you won't have to worry about him getting infected by what you have. Affection and cuddles are good medicine too after all! Well, that's at least what he always tells you when he has you trapped in his grip. He spends hours like this with you where he dozes off a bit and you somehow manage to do too even if begrudgingly. He is a bit more clueless at times but refuses to let you help, reassures you that he'll figure out how much of this specific medicine you need. You just rest and get well soon.
Hitoshi Shinsou
đâHitoshi feels guilty after the abduction of his darling, especially since he used his quirk without any hesitation. Sure, you were in danger but it doesn't change that he feels like he just used you the way everyone else was always afraid he'd use his quirk when he was younger. This guilt only gets fed more when you fall ill because you vehemently won't listen to his pleads to be more careful and due to the increased stress of the situation you're in. He sort of panics at first since he hates to admit it but he doesn't really know what he is supposed to help you with in this situation. There is this lingering hope that he can change your opinion of him at least a bit though by taking care of you now and proving to you that he genuinely loves you. He just sends you to bed at first and spends hours in front of his laptop, reading online what he can do for you now.
đâHis approach is similar to that of Katsuki in that he also lets you rest enough. He knows that you're in a bad mood now that you've fallen sick and are forced to rely on him more and for that very reason he's afraid that you'll potentially snap at him and hurt his feelings if he acts too overbearing. It's already a relief enough that you accept the food he prepares you and the medicine he gives you to ease your symptoms. He never brags about it to you though, Hitoshi is just grateful that you comply with him right now instead of continuing to be angry and worsening your health even more by doing so. You might accept his help because you're worried that otherwise he might brainwash you again, he doesn't know and is too afraid to ask you that question. He doesn't speak much but there is some sort of pride bubbling up in his chest when he notices that his treatment helps you and the sickness you're enduring as of now.
Tamaki Amajiki
đâTamaki is devastated by the cold shoulder his darling gives him and copes with it by thinking lowly about himself. He understands you, he's just a miserable person isn't he? Taking you away out of his anxiety to be left by you and ruining you like this, he really is a low piece of trash. When your health slowly deteriorates, the guy suffers a small panic attack and instantly blames himself as the reason. He must really make you sick. A part of his consciousness knows that he shouldn't overdo it but that part is muddled under all the panic that his brain produces as he can't help but turn overbearing now. His poor sweetheart is suffering so much right now, how couldn't he? Even if it's just your common cold, Tamaki will act really dramatic and make it look like something more serious as he starts acting like the worst mother hen you've ever met.
đâYou're placed in a bed with multiple pillows and blankets and he even goes out to buy you more, occasionally even gets you a cute plushie to cheer you up a bit. He spends a lot of time in the kitchen or hunched over his mobile and reading articles how to help you. He gets you medicine and asks you in a jittery tone if you could take a bit since it should help you. He's still scared that you'll hiss at him, insult him even if he almost expects it because of what he has done. He lingers around you, often peeks into your room to see if nothing is bothering you. Deep down Tamaki really wants to lay cuddled up next to you though even if he might get sick too. His immune system should be strong though, right? You find him staring at you when he thinks like that although he looks embarrassed away the moment he snaps back to reality. If he's desperate enough to tip into his delusional side, you might wake up one day to his form holding you tightly against him, mumbling that you'll be fit soon.
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How the Mighty Fall
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synopsis. After a late night text ruins your chances of sleeping peacefully, you and your explosive classmate end up keeping each other company during a restless night.
pairing. bakugou x reader
word count. 1.3k wordsÂ
genres & warnings. fluff, swearing, aged-up slightly, sharing a bed, angst if you wear glasses
notes. I'm a liar, I'm a filthy fuckin liar I KNOWWW. We're not gonna talk abt how it's been months since my last ficđ BUT!!! It's summer break!!! I have more time on my hands!!! We'll see!!! Glad I finally got this out out, it was sitting in my drafts for so long I was considering not posting it đ€«
Lord Mouldy Bread Dynosaurđ„đđŠ: I can't fucking sleep.
A couple days into your mission, Bakugou texts you in the middle of the night, just as you're body was getting ready to succumb to the sweet release of sleep after a long day. With a groan you promptly ignore it, tossing your phone to the side of the bed and choosing to snuggle further into the sheets and tucking the blanket tighter around you.
Bakugou is a big boy and you had a long day, he could handle one restless night.
Which is why it struck you as odd that he had chosen to text you. Between his absurdly meticulous schedule, adamantly self-reliant nature, and your tentative friendship, you couldn't wrap your head around what could be so serious about his lack of sleep that he would reach out to you.
The two of you were currently stuck on a scouting mission together, playing the part of roommates while spying on a nearby group who were suspected to be part of a underground organization of villains.
And let it be said that scouting missions were not the explosive hero's cup of tea. Days when you have to bide time at home include you lounging on the couch, watching every show you possibly could on Netflix, and Bakugou pacing around the house, cleaning like his life depended on it. Watching him turn the house spotless made you fidgety, and oftentimes you got dragged into helping him with a few chiding words and grumbles.
You figured the lack of work must be making him ill at ease, causing his inability to sleep, so with one last sigh, you dragged yourself out of bed and into the dark hallway way where you trudged to the kitchen. It was for the best that you at least put an effort into helping him get some rest, a pissy Bakugou would not be good for your nerves in the morning either.
Flicking one of the dim lights on, you make quick work of grabbing a couple snacks. Heating up a bowl of spicy instant ramen, pouring a glass of milk and tucking a box of sugar cookies for yourself under your arm.
Slowly, you make your way to Bakugou's room and knock a few times, stifling a yawn as you hear shuffling on the other side and waited for him to open the door.
The door cracks open enough for him to look down at you and narrow his eyes and the various snacks in your arms.
"The fuck do you wâ Hey!"
You push past him to set your stuff down on the nightstand beside his bed and you plop yourself on his sheets, gesturing for him to do the same.
He follows you begrudgingly, eyeing you the whole time, and sits himself next you.
Wordlessly, you hand him the bowl of steaming ramen, which he accepts with another unnecessarily mean look at you, and you proceed to devour the sugar cookies you brought for yourself.
He grumbles about you spilling crumbs on his bed and you roll your eyes, making a point to brush the little crumbs on your lap onto the floor instead.
He pressed his lips together and shot you a glare in displeasure, but stayed silent nonetheless.
Which came as a surprise to you, because usually, at this point he would have been ready to hurl your untidy ass into outer space for making a mess in his room.
A closer look at him reveals the tired set of his brow and the frown etched on his face. Not an uncommon sight altogether, but still more apparent than usual. His hair is all tousled from the rolling he must of done in an effort to get any sleep and you you could see the beginnings of dark circles beginning to set under his eyes.
Curiosity and guilt begin to seep into your chest, wondering if it was really bad enough for his old man sleep schedule to fall apart, and how you didn't notice until now.
You figured he would tell you eventually if he wanted to, if he was comfortable enough to text you at this ungodly time in the night, it must mean that he feels your presence to be agreeable enough to share his thought with you.
Or, because your the only other person in the house.
Either way, for now your content with sitting in silence and waiting for Bakugou to reveal to you what's bothering him, or kick you out if said thing bothering him becomes you.
Still, the silence didn't last very long.
"Well, â aren't you gonna ask me?" Bakugou started in-between slurps of his noodles.
You paused halfway through your cookie to look at him, "Ask you what?"
He glared at you from under his upsettingly gorgeous and long lashes, " 'bout why I ain't sleeping. Aren't you gonna ask, dumbass?"
You blinked at him and shrugged, turning your attention back to your cookie, "I was just gonna let you tell me if you wanted to. I'm not getting told off for getting into your business if you don't want me to."
He doesn't really answer, but looks at you strangely and sets his half finished ramen in his lap. Bakugou stares down at the spicy noodles like the hold the answers to all his problems before he starts talking quietly, quickly, â like he was more talking to himself than you.
"Yunno why I work my ass off everyday? Because when I don't, I end up, â lost in my fuckin' head. Every time, I sleep â"
He runs a hand agitatedly through his already unkept hair, and you watch carefully at his increasingly anxious expression.
"It's always about the same shit, the villain attacks, the war, always cuz' of me."
His voice drops and you lean closer, "sometimes it's me, sometimes it's the people I know, but someone always ends up, fuckin, getting hurt, not makin' it."
He scoffs and shoots you a quick glance, "Know it's fuckin' stupid, I know it's not real but I hate that it could have been, â that it still could be."
He visibly deflates, "I don't fucking know".
You breathe sharply, that's already much more that you expected to hear from him.
You feel oddly proud that he seems to think he can trust you with his feeling, and you make a silent promise to not let that trust go to waste.
Setting your half finished cookie down back into it's box, you set it aside and turn to face Bakugou on the bad.
You're not sure exactly what he needs at the moment, but you figure that even the strongest, most amazing people in the world need the reassurance that everything will be ok. That they are doing their best. That they have the support of the people around them.
Which is what you tell him, in hushed whispers, a little awkwardly with the praise but you mean every word and you need him to understand that as well.
He listens to everything you say, gaze not faltering a moment, doesn't even interrupt him when you tell him he doesn't need to be so stubborn and hard-headed.
Eventually, as your sleep dazed consolation rant comes to a standstill, you think your attempt at reassurance was enough to almost lull him to sleep, or you at least bore him to death, because you notice the way his eyes start to droop and his body begins to slump towards the bed.
Just as the now, room-temperature bowl of ramen was threatening to slip from his fingers, you gently pry it from his grasp and place it out of the way on his nightstand.
He becomes a little more alert and makes a sleepy little sound at you that has you biting your lip to hold back a smile.
You clear your throat, "Ok Dynamight, I think it's time for you to get some sleep."
You pat him on the leg and move to get up from the bed, â only to be stopped by an arm reaching up to grasp yours.
"Where the hell are ya going." Bakugou says to you in a sleepy slur.
You purse your lips in surprise, "Um, back to bed, so you can get some rest, you look really tired nowâ."
"No". He interrupts.
You splutter as he gives your arm a small tug that has you falling into the bed again.
He doesn't meet your eyes but doesn't let go of your arm either when you look at him questioningly, "Jus', stay here tonight, â it's late".
An obvious excuse, your bedroom is just on the other side of the hallway, â but you know better than to argue with him, not to mention the promise of comfortable sleep seemed far too good to pass up.
So gently, without saying a word, you shuffle over to one side of his bed and snuggle into the mattress, pulling the covers over your body.
You watch as he does the same, brushing some spare crumbs of the sheets and rolling onto his side under your shared covers.
Bakugou doesn't tell you how much it matters to him that you were willing to let him take his time to tell you how he feels, he won't tell you that he is endlessly grateful you took the time out of your night to come check on him, to fill his head with words of reassurance instead of the brutal thoughts that usually haunt him, â but he does pull you closer to him, resting his chin on your head, letting the rise and fall of your body lull him to sleep.
You don't tell him that it was getting hard to breathe from in-between his huge ass arms and ridiculously built chest, but you wait till his breathing evens out to slowly turn around in his grip, snuggling back into him with a content sigh as you both finally get to slip into a well deserved sweet dream.
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Shenanigans Part 10
Part 10/ Bakugou Katsuki and the case of the fortune teller
Warnings: Swear words. Thatâs it.
Summary: Best Jeanist wants to go to a fortune teller. Bakugou hates the idea.
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Mr. Katsuki wakes up in a hospital.
Itâs loud and cold and it smells like shit.
Mr. Katsuki wants to go back to sleep.
âKatsuki!â Kirishimaâs loud and annoying voice comes through the haze in his brain, giving him a new kind of headache. âAre you okay?!â
âI was okay until you started yapping.â The blonde mumbles, definitely not ready for this shit yet.
First of all, he was absolutely manhandled by the Menace.
Second of all, he kinda liked being manhandled by the Menace.
Heâs not sure which statement is worse. He really hopes these are only the side effects of his concussion, even though he wasnât concussed when he first thought about them. Fuck.
âThank god.â Shitty Hair sighs and looks at him with the look Katsuki hates the most; the look of pity. âDonât fret too much, she was unfair. I canât believe sheâŠâ Kirishima couldnât finish the sentence as Bakugouâs palm crackled under the covers, leaving an unpleasant burning smell behind.
âWhat the fuck, Shitty hair!â The blonde screams. âShe won fair and square. She distracted me and it worked. Yes, I fucking hate to lose but I know defeat when I see one.â
Even Katsuki canât believe he just said these words. Maybe he does need to sleep a bit longer. A few hours maybe. Or a few weeks. Or he will just hibernate until the menace dies of old age so he never has to face his stupid shitty feelings.
âIâm really not sure if I should be proud of you for saying this or be concerned that you might have been brain washed by Y/N.â
âThatâs it!â Comes the excited voice of Dynamight, his eyes sparkling with joy like heâs not in a hospital room after being beaten up by a girl half his size. âShe brainwashed me! Thatâs why I feel all these weird things, like my heart canât stop beating when I think of her stupid, flushed face looking down at meâŠâ
âWell thank fuck it doesnât, you would be dead, bruh.â Comments the redhead but his response remains unheard.
âAnd the way I donât even feel bad for losing because she earned my respect! Yeah, fuck that, I was just brain washed!â
Kirishimaâs best friend looks absolutely insane right now; his hair is tousled from the hospital pillow, his face is pale and there are massive bags under his eyes and a few bruises around his chin. He looks like the conspiracy theorist from that old meme. Itâs hilarious and disturbing at the same time.
â⊠just⊠sleep a bit more, will ya? I think you are still not completely yourself.â Kirishima mumbles and leaves the room quicker than he does a burning building.
What the fuck did he just listen to?!
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You really considered resigning at this point.
You made all the possible mistakes; you kicked your boss in the balls, you flirted with him in front of the whole office and made it absolutely obvious that you secretly have the hots for him and you also talked back to your other boss who only wanted to reprimand you for being an absolute ass.
You brought in a small box to put your stuff in, just in case you get fired today because fuck, you definitely will be.
Hm. You might as well start packing.
You start to put your knick knacks into your small little box one by one. You are so zoned out you donât even realize when the door opens up with a loud bang.
âWhat the fuck are you doing, shithead?!â You canât help but look up at the voice; you were absolutely sure youâll never hear it again after what youâve done.
âMr. Dynamight, IâmâŠâ
What the fuck are you supposed to say now?!
Hey, no need to fire me Iâm on my way out anyway. Oh, also, hereâs my number, call me, maybe? No? No worries, love you, bye.
âI donât fucking care anyway, just stop it and get your jacket, we are going out with the stringy hoe.â The blonde says nonchalantly, like the last 2 days didnât happen at all. Okay, now you are even more confused.
âUhm, yes, Iâm coming, yeah, no worries, really, I wasnât about to resign anyway. Absolutely not.â You mumble with a red face and grab your jacket without asking more questions; if this is his way to lure you out of the building and kill you, so be it. Itâs still better than being alone with him in the office.
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Best Jeanist is a really weird person. He loves people and he cares about them, but at the same time; thanks to all the shit he has been through; he doesnât really know whatâs appropriate and whatâs not. Shortly; he canât read the room. At all. Like Shouto fucking bacon face Todoroki times 10. Hence why, a day after Mr. Katsuki gets his ass handed to him, his sexual frustration clear and obvious to everyone after the the shit theyâve pulled in the training room, Best Jeanist decides this is the right time to ask Katsuki, Kirishima and Menace out to aâŠ.
ââŠTrip to that famous fortune teller!â Best Jeanist finishes his sentence. There was probably something before that last part, but fuck if Katsuki knows, he was too busy thinking about⊠well⊠everything.
âThe fuck?â Katsuki and the Menace barks into the awkward silence in unison.
So apparently there is this famous fortune teller in Japan who is able to tell your future with his quirk. Not the whole thing, but bits and pieces. Katsuki doesnât really understand why is this such a big thing; he really doesnât care about shit like that and he certainly doesnât care about his sore knee at the age of 53 or about his 50 cats when heâs 70.
By the look on the Menaceâs face, sheâs going through the same thought process; they look at each other questioningly for a second before deciding to look away with a slight blush on their faces, like two fucking teenagers. They really need to get their shit together. They fought, Y/N won. End of the story. Nothing has changed, they still hate each other. They just had a moment in the middle of the battle. No biggie.
âYeah, Mr. Jeanist, we can come with you!â Kirishima - as always - saves the day. Best Jeanist has a mischievous smirk on his face; Bakugou is not sure what makes the other blonde so excited about this, but at least he wonât be forced to talk to the menace today.
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People think Best Jeanist has nothing in his head but strings and clothing designs, but the truth is; he is a sucker for a good romance story.
Hence why he came up with the perfect plan to get his two favorite students together as soon as possible.
âSo whatâs the plan?â He asks Masato, the famous fortune teller, his hand holding out a thick envelope. The guy reaches out to take the envelope then looks inside; there is enough money to feed his 3 kids for at least a year. He has mouths to feed, so self-respect be damned.
âIâll tell those two they are meant to be.â Mr. Masato smirks.
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This needs to be a scam.
The whole place just screams âfakeâ; the dark purple walls, the over-decorated tables, the massive amount of stones and crystals available for purchase at the counter, the crystal ball in front of the guy who looks like heâs cosplaying a magician from an MMO game; itâs so over the top itâs actually disgusting.
âLetâs get over with this, I have paperwork to finish.â The blonde mumbles, absolutely uninterested in this whole shenanigan.
Kirishima looks like a kid in a candy store; heâs all over the place, looking at every single crystal and right now heâs bothering the poor sales person with random questions about them. To be fair, he is absolutely adorable from afar, leaping around the room with an excited spark in his eyes. Kirishima is a precious little fuck.
âKiri is so sweet, isnât he? You just want to put him in your back pocket and keep him there to cuddle him when youâre lonely.â
Well, you didnât want to say this out loud, but oh well. Itâs out there now.
Apparently, this wasnât the right thing to say as Dynamightâs palms sparked up and his eyes went even more red than usual.
âOh yeah? Go and fuck him then, heâs single.â The blonde pouts angrily, stomping towards the confused fortune teller guy to sit down. Kirishima stares at you with a red face, like this is the first time someone complimented him in his sad life.
âAww, you are so sweet when you pout, Mr.Katsuki!â You put your hands on your chest to dramatize your words. âI do have two back pockets, you can both take one, if you want!â
âI donât share.â The blonde responds with a straight face and now itâs your time to blush like a teenager; did he just⊠flirt back?!
⊠or he might have the hots for Kirishima and he doesnât want to share them.
What? Itâs an option.
âIâm really confused by the relationship of you three.â The long forgotten Best Jeanist speaks up and sits down next to Katsuki.
âWell, you are at the right place to get answers for your questions!â The fortune teller guy speaks up and if you werenât sure about this being a scam, now you are. He sounds like those guys in the TV advertisements, which is definitely a good thing when you work in the industry but itâs a little bit too much when you are only a fortune teller in a shitty tent.
âLetâs start with the blonde young man with the threatening aura!â The guy perks up, locking his eyes with Dynamight without an explanation. His eyes go blank and there are tiny pictures scrolling though his eyeballs, too small for a normal person to actually see. You cheekily start up your magnifying quirk to get a closer look at the pictures; there is one with you in it, kneeling in front of the crying Dynamight, cupping his cheek with teary eyes.
Okay, what the fuck?! Thatâs way to out of character for you two to actually happen.
There is another picture that makes you smile; Katsuki in his cute little glasses taking your hand in the middle of the city while rain pours all over you. He looks like the Katsuki from the other dimension, so he will probably find you in their own world, just how he promised.
Ahh, you miss that fucker so-so much. You really hope your other self will appreciate the boy the way you would appreciate him.
âNo snooping, this is not your future! Well⊠technically.â The guy winks at you as he comes back to reality. âMr. Bakugou Katsuki. You are a lucky little sod.â The guy smiles at the blonde. âI donât want to go into too much details in case it changes the future, but⊠â He sighs dramatically. âI can see you are a really strong and passionate person, kind of aggressive, hard to be around for a long amount of time.â
âNo shit, Sherlock, everyone who owns a TV knows that.â The blonde scoffs, clearly unimpressed.
âThatâs true. But would I know how much you seek comprehension and how much you secretly wonder if there will ever be a person romantically loving you for who you are?â
Well, one thing for sure, you are not going to question the guyâs abilities when itâs your turn, he clearly knows how to fight back.
âThis is a fucking scam, I donât think about any of those things! Iâm absolutely fine by myself!â The blonde grumbles with his face all red, avoiding eye contact.
âWell, if you enjoy solitude, I have bad news for you; you wonât be alone for long.â The guy smiles and looks right at you as he winks again. You really want to tell him off for his bullshit, but you saw the pictures. If this is actually a scam then itâs a really good one at that, and you canât help but respect his shenanigans.
For your surprise, Dynamight doesnât scream at the guy again, instead he asks a question.
âSo whoâs the fucker who ruins my perfect life?â Katsuki almost whispers to the guy, who canât help but smile at that.
âThe one youâve been constantly thinking about for the last two days.â
Katsuki grunts in response but doesnât say anything else. The guy moves to the next person without a word while you wonder about the meaning of his reading; yes, you saw yourself in the pictures but non of them were romantic; you might have missed something, there might be someone else in Dynamightâs life. There is no way he is thinking about you so much, especially not after all the drama in the training room. Heâs probably doing his best to forget those few hours so you canât be the one the guy was talking about⊠right?
Kirishima is the next, the guy praises him for being the best friend and the best boyfriend the world has ever seen - Kirishima perks up from the sound of having a significant other in his future and he canât stop smiling for the rest of the day. For Jeanist, his future isnât as fluffy as the young oneâs, the guy insist he needs to go on a vacation, but he gets some good news as well.
âLast one!â The guy moves to face you properly, and fuck, you are sooo not ready for this shit.
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âLast one!â
Oh. Katsuki zoned out for the entirety of Kirishimaâs and Best Jeanistâs reading.
He has so much to think about; this whole reading sounded like the biggest scam until the guy laid him bare in front of his friends like a bitch. Katsuki didnât lie when he said heâs happy being alone, but deep inside he always felt like there is something missing. The new feelings in his heart only made the void deeper; he can lie as much as he wants, but he absolutely loved the way his heart beat out of his chest from the sight of Y/N on the battle field. This doesnât mean the Menace is the one though; she might have been at the right place at the right time to wake something up in Katsuki, sure, but it doesnât mean sheâs the one the guy was talking about.
âI will love you in every single universe.â Katsuki wakes up from his stupor to the future tellerâs voice resonating in the small room. âIâm not sure what this means but it was a part of your reading and I really liked it.â He smiles at Y/N whoâs red as a tomato. âYou have quite a life story, miss Y/N. Or should I call you the Menace? As much as you insist hating that nickname your heart rate goes up every time you hear it, why is that, I wonder?â The guy does that fake chin touching/deep thinking face, and itâs extremely annoying. The menace doesnât say a word, sheâs clearly mortified. âYou almost lost your life on the battle fieldâŠâ
âThatâs the past, not the future, you dimwit.â Katsuki interrupts.
âThe past and the future are connected. I can see them both.â He responds, clearly tense from being interrupted in the middle of his reading. He takes a deep breath and continues. ââŠthen you got dragged to another universe. You found something there you cherish, but let me tell you something; if you live in the past, you wonât see the bright future thatâs ahead of you. Stop comparing those two and just look around; the path is clear and obvious, paved out for you to step on, yet you still stumble on the dirty, uneven grass.â He sighs again with his back hitting the back of his chair as an indication that the reading is done. âAlso, there is a wedding in the future for all of you. Not yours, though. Someone elseâs. But youâll see when you get back to your office.â
A wedding? Another lie. There is no one around Bakugou whoâs about to marry, this needs to be another bullshit.
âThank you for your service, Mister!â Kirishima perks up and makes his way out of the building, skipping around like a lovesick fool. He clearly doesnât care if itâs fake or not. Heâs really easy to please.
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You were just about to leave the building when you felt a shoulder bumping into your own.
âOii, fuckstick.â Bakugou speaks up, but instead of his usual fury, his voice is calm and subtle. You look up at the blonde; he is looking at you with hesitation in his eyes. âIt was a good fight. Thanks⊠for doing that.â The blonde mumbles, his shoulders bumping into you again affectionately. âCan we stop being weird about it? Itâs really annoying. I canât fucking focus.â
Okay, what the hell is happening?! First the unintentional (or intentional?) flirting, now the shoulder touches and if thatâs not enough to lose your shit, Bakugou just said the work âthanksâ.
You died and this is your personal heaven. That needs to be it. This canât be happening right now. If you need to look at his blushing face another second youâre going to propose.
If this is real life, then this needs to be temporary. Donât get your hopes up. This is just a moment of weakness from the blonde. The sudden rising of your heart rate has nothing to do with your feelings, you probably just had way too much coffee in the morning.
âYeah, it was really niceâŠ.â Oh fuck, those are not the right words! âI mean, it was a good fight. You are great. In fighting, I mean. Thanks. Yeah. Letâs do it again?â Jesus fuck, why did you say that?!
âYou want a rematch?â The blonde laughs while he walks towards his car. âYeah, I donât mind pinning you to the floor againâŠ.â The blondeâs eyes open wide in a surprise when he realizes what heâd just said. His blush gets even deeper. Itâs absolutely adorable. âI mean, I will definitely win next time. Yeah. I will clean the floor with your blood while using you as a mopâŠhead. Yeah.â He stutters and opens the door for you to jump in. âWant a ride, Number One?â
âY-yeah, Number Two.â You grin at the blonde as his face contorts into an angry frown.
âI hate you so much.â
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The ride was absolutely exhilarating. Katsuki drives like a badass and he also has a good taste in music; that didnât stop you from making fun of his taste though. You were bickering the whole time like two dumb teenagers and thankfully, this cleared the air enough to get rid of all the tension between you two. Everything is back to normal, thank fuck.
As you make your way into your shared office you find 2 envelopes on Bakugouâs desk; one for him and one for you. Itâs gold and sparkly and smells like a fancy perfume.
Itâs a wedding invitation.
âFuck, that bloke was right.â Bakugouâs surprised voice fills the room. âBut wait, I thought Denki and Jirou broke up again a few weeks ago?â The blonde asks, confused by the whole situation. The wedding invitation clearly states their name, soâŠ
âWell, apparently I give great love advice.â You answer proudly; Denki did message you a few weeks after your meet up to say thank you, so you are not lying.
âYeah, you are that middle aged person who hooks everyone up but canât get a bitch herself.â Dynamight fucking giggles, the area around his eyes wrinkle happily with every movement. Who is this person and what happened to Dynadick?!
âBakugou, we are far from being middle aged!â You snicker, with a slight blush on your face. âAnd also, low blow!â You try your best to look offended. âYou know what, itâs fine, I wonât be lonely, because youâll be there with me, you forever alone dipshit.â
Was it always this easy to fuck around with him or is this just a special occasion?
Why is it so hot in here?
Oh lord, this is bad.
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âI had a really weird day.â Mr. Masato tells his assistant while he drinks his beer like itâs water. âSo this guy gave me a shit load of money to lie to these two people about their future; to make it look like they belong together and shit.â The jug knocks on the table aggressively as he continues his rant. âSo the two came in, they literally looked like they hated each other, so I started to feel really bad about this prank⊠but then I read them and⊠they were actually connected by fate. They can literally fuck up every single thing and theyâll end up with each other anyway. Iâve never seen a bond so unbreakable. So I got this shit load of money and I didnât even have to lie. I feel like I won the lottery.â
The assistant stares at him like this is the first time he heard human speech then throws up on the floor. Just like that.
âGood talk.â Mr. Masato sighs and stares into the space with dead eyes.
Mr. Masato feels like this is a great time to finally retire.
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Imagine arguing with đ„Katsuki Bakugouđ„
Nothing has been going well lately for you. Missing essay assignments for your sociology class, late night shifts causing you to miss dinner time, said late night shifts from your shitty boss who doesnât understand the idea of a breath mint. Getting a speeding ticket because you were late for school. Youâre favorite sushi place closed down and your hair is frizzing up because of damn weather conditions. ïżŒ
All you wanted right now was a warm bubble bath with candles and soothing music playing in the background while you sip a glass of white wine. To fall into a trace of relaxation, keeping away from the real worlds problems. To just have a moment to yourself. A simple moment. Is that too much to ask?
âKilled your ass! Hop off the game already youâre so bad!â
Ah, the wonderful yelling of gaming frustration coming from the living room. Your eyes werenât surprised by your boyfriend, Katsuki gaming in front of the television with his headset and mic settled perfectly in between his ears. Otherwise, he wouldâve heard you come in.
After standing there for about five minutes he finally noticed you. âOh welcome home babe. Dinnerâs in the oven.â
Well at least he cooked dinner. You walked into the kitchen setting down your car keys and handbag. Grabbing a plate a fork from the cabinets you pull out what was left in the oven for you. To your dislike though, it was spicy meatloaf with curry rice.
You understand your boyfriend loves spicy food, but doesnât it have to be all the time? Why couldnât he ask you what would you like for dinner? Is it that hard to send a text or to try calling?
With a heavy sign you put back the utensil and plate, looking around the pantry for anything else to substitute the growing hunger laying in your stomach.
No one thought to buy groceries eitherâŠ. Why was everything left to you? Buying groceries, making dinner satisfying both parties, cleaning the damn dishes he used.
You rolled your eyes and grabbed your favorite box of cereal, fruity pebbles always makes things better even if itâs for a short moment before they get soggy. You lifted the box from its spot only to have it feel light as a feather. You shook the box around trying to feel out how much would be left until you hear Katsuki call out from the living room.
âOh I forgot to tell you. I had the last bowl of that fruit cereal this morning! Sorry hun I was hunâbehind you! No behind you Kiri! Damn it Ashido youâre supposed to cover his ass.â
You got to be freaking kidding me⊠Your grip tighten around the box and finally frustration snapped. You flung the empty box straight to his head, so hard it knocked his headset off in fact. Immediately Katsuki pulled a face and got up from his seat.
âSeriously? Youâre mad over damn cereal!â
âNo Iâm mad at you!â
âFor what? I made you dinner!â
âNo, you made yourself dinner. You know I canât handle spicy food.â You shouted.
A small moment of realization hit him but he wasnât going to admit his wrongs. âThen eat shit then! At least I cooked something meanwhile all you eat is takeout.â
The distance of talking started getting closer together with every notch being brought higher. âBecause I work late! Ever thought to ask me what I would want for dinner? What I would like to come home to?â
âDonât give me that bullshit, I patrol my ass in serious dangerous areas. And when needed I go out and fight! Thatâs my job! All you do is organize paperwork for a boss thatâs a mere extra.â
âOh so now youâre going to blame me for not having a quirk and saving people? Some people are normal! Regular! Having to work shitty jobs to make a living Katsuki!â
âIâm not listening to this pity party. Quirk or no quirk, you can always find a better job.â You see him beginning to sit back down and grabbing his headset from off the floor. But you werenât done speaking. You marched right to his console and immediately pulled all cords not caring which was for what. The tv screen had went black, you threw the cords at his feet with a winning smirk.
âWhat the fuck is your problem?!â As his anger rises you could see his hands starting to give off sparks.
âYouâre my problem Kats! This apartment is my problem! My job is my problem! My hair is my problem! Everything is a fucking problem with me!â
Breathing heavily your eyes start to water but you didnât want to cry not now especially. You pushed passed Katsuki and headed straight for the bedroom instantly locking it. You grabbed the hem of the fluffy blanket and threw it around. Throwing around the pillows and just trying to take out your frustration on something other than your boyfriend right now.
Wanting more destruction to voice out your anger, you grabbed your night table lamp and threw it at the bedroom door with a final scream. Now only sadness floods through you as realizing youâd would have to clean everything up. Before youâre able to take a step towards the door, Katsuki burst through with concern worries look. Unfortunately he stepped on the pieces of sharp colorful glass which the lamp was made of. But the pain in his feet couldnât compare to the pain he felt in his heart seeing you cry.
âIâm sorry. Everything is justâŠa problem.â You lowered your head wanting to mask the tears as you thought for a sign of weakness. Katsuki carefully walked around the mess and grabbed you hand, pulling you into his chest as you cried letting out the anger in a different way that didnât cause ïżŒdestruction.
âItâs okay. Let it out, Iâm here. Youâre okay. Iâm sorry too. Iâll buy you five hundred fruity pebble boxes. Just pleaseâŠ.take the glass out my foot.â
A small giggle escaped your lips. You wrapped your arms around your lover and snuggled closer, deeper into his scent.
âMy feet are bleeding dumbass. ButâŠletâs stay like this a little longer.â
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⊠Am I seeing this right?
No, PLEASE tell me I was seeing this right!?
In the recent leaks, Bakugou has MIRACULOUSLY recovered from his injuries and is standing up to fight and save All Might.
I⊠I canât even get mad anymore. This is the final straw for me.
Hi @nutzgunray-lvt and @theloganator101 đ,
Yes, I've seen the leaks too. Unfortunately it looks like Bakutrash is back and standing like he didn't have his heart exploded then turned into a Jeart monstrosity.
I feel so so pissed on Izuku's behalf. Bkg remained dead for Ocha and Shoto to save / defeat their villain counterparts yet Bkg has to 'miraculously' get up to gatecrash Izuku and All Might's story.
Izuku is too busy with Shig so can't save All Might yet Bakugou has arrived just in time... With All Might as the damsel in distress that it looks like Bakugou is about to save.
This is purely insulting. I'd prefer All Might going out with a BANG đ„ and taking small!AFO with him than this. (And that says something because I was pissed about the Bakugou tribute on his seeming death bed - and All Might looking like he is on his death bed at all, but I digress.)
It does look like with all the little sparks around Bkg that the canonisation of 'BkDk - the movie' (calling it that because the stans went wild for Bkg being a brief 10th OFA holder despite how little sense it made) that he may now hold another OFA!
Isn't that just great? This is how Izuku's lifelong abuser will be rewarded for said abuse and rampant quirkism that he dished out for most of Izu's life? Don't you feel fulfilled with that? *Sarcasm*
Hori should have made Bakugou the main character of MHA because then I would have known to stay clear of it.
If I had known this series would have become this I would have saved my time, my investment and my money.
This is a joke.
P.s @theloganator101 - I know you are likely done with MHA after this (understandably so) but I hope I can still send asks through to you about it.
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Knock Before You Enter
~â Katsuki Bakugo- Knock before you enter! â~
đ„Â TIMESKIP AU, Boss Bakugo x Assistant reader. YN is working for the man himself, Bakugo Katsuki, as his assistant for his hero agency and has done for a few years now. Thereâs one small problem. Â
đ„Â idk if this is fluff..
đ„WC: 463
"Sir i just need you to check-" You opened the door to his office only to be revealed to a very shirtless Katsuki putting on his suit shirt.
"FUC-!" he exclaimed as you slammed the door with wide eyes. You walked away back to your desk Infront of his door and sunk into your chair embarrassed as fuck. What had you done. Good going this time YN, you should get a box out ready because your ass is getting fired quicker then Deku breaks his arms.
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As Katsuki's assistant, you work closely with the man and know that he has a short temper and very angry attitude. He was a private man and nobody, either lasted long enough to get to know him or was to scared of the guy. But it was well know that he had 2 good friends since Highschool from a different agency in the building, but even around them, he was grumpy.
You weren't particularly scared of him since you had spent a lot of time with him. Late nights in his office getting forms signed and takeaway at the desk together, much to his complaints, that 'he did not need you to buy his food'. But you could tell he appreciated it nonetheless.
You two had gotten decently close and had some sort of friendship you'd hope by now. I mean he didn't yell at you as loud as he did others. just an angry grit of his teeth. Over time your stupid. fucking. ass. gained had a HUGE immature and unprofessional crush on the Pro Hero. But what can you say, the mans really a softy.
"Y/N, my office now! please" he glared at you but calmed down after realizing there were other people around. You slowly walked to his office scared what he could say. Maybe this would be the first time in a long time he got extremally angry with you. Unlike other times with small warnings or teasing with evil yet joking smirks.
But this may have been a different story.Â
"You wanted to see me Sir?" You said as you closed the door behind you and sat down slowly, your breathing increasing.Â
'He looked so good when he was mad- NO WHAT AM I AM THINKING! I'M GOING TO GET MY ASS KICKED I NEED TO PAY ATTENTION TO SOMETHING OTHER THAN HIS BICEPS!!'Â
"How dumb are you?!" he fumed.
"I'm so sorry Mr Bakugo, I really didn't mean to..." You submitted.Â
"Don't call me that. Have you ever heard about knocking?!" The man continued, mumbling the first part.Â
"I'm sorry Mr Bakugo, i forgot you went out for a miss-"
"Ugh, you know I don't like it when you call me that." he rolled his eyes. A sign came from the man's mouth. "I understand it was an accident..." he hesitated before taking a subtle deep breath. "Please knock next time" he pinched the ridge of his nose. "Get ou-I mean, you may leave now...thank you YN."Â
"wha- uh thank you Katsuki" You nodded and walked out the door, 'The hell?! What in gods name was that. Where did the please no no sorry, manners in general come from?!'Â
LATER AT LUNCH BREAK
"Dude, if you're trying to get her interested in you, it's a good idea NOT to scream at her..." Kirishima said to his colleague at the coffee machine. "Maybe. I don't know. Go easy on her..." he continued with an antagonizing grin.Â
"Shut up, I did go easy on her. I even said please '' Bakugo replied leaning against the bench in the office kitchen, slightly pissed at his best friend.
"What did she do anyway?" Denki joined in, grabbing a mug and filling it with coffee.Â
"She walked in on him naked~" Kirishima cooed, jabbing Bakugou with his elbow.Â
"I was not naked!! It was only my shirt, I came back from a patrol and had to change!" Bakugo said defensively although he had nothing to hide.
"Right, so you WERNT doing a strip tease, Kaccha-" Denki was hit over the head with a mug.
I really like how Boss!Bakugo Turned out so expect more from that. Maybe even the origin of his first name đđ
-Crunchie Toast đ
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Itâs after midnight on the 20th here so happy birthday Bakugou!! đ sorry I wasnât able to get your birthday fic done in time but I hope youâre having a good day hanging with friends and not dying and all that. Keep being you you blasty bastard đ„
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For the writer ask đ, đ„€, âïž, đ„, âïž
Thank you so much for asking! đ„čđ
đ âą share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings
As I said in a previous ask, Iâm not much of a ship-y person, so these questions are really difficult for me. You get Clorivia (Clorinde x Navia from Genshin Impact)
One of the few things they fight over is what to have for dinner. Clorinde rarely has an opinion - as long as itâs filling, sheâll eat almost anything. And Navia gets tired of being the one to decide all the time. So she posed an idea of a sharpshooting contest to see who gets to choose. This way, if Clorinde wins, she HAS to make a choice. Not that Navia will ever back down from trying her best, though.
Clorinde sees this as an opportunity to make Navia eat something that is genuinely healthy so sheâs fine with winning.
đ„€ âą recommend an author or fanfic you love
I cannot recommend @akumicchiâs Geâhria enough. Sheâs managed to cram so much lore into a drabble about dragon Kirishima itâs amazing!
@a11eyaâs Soullights (I will never call it by its updated title, itâs a done deal for me!) Iâm not a huge fan of Bakugou, but this one makes me melt.
@thebomb-thebird-andtheburntbitchâs Moonlight -x- Sunlight - I love the premise of KnY in the modern day, and the way she writes Kyoujurou is amazing!
âïž âą what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?
Ahh, Iâm having so much trouble choosing, thereâs so much Iâd love to read! And so many great writers!! My brain is bluescreening at all the choices âcause I want this and that and the other one! I canât choose!!! đ«
đ„ âą name one internet reference that will always make you laugh
I love the old meme templates like âinsanity wolfâ and âbad advice duckâ. Also âgo to horny jail *bonk*â
âïž âą what made you choose your username?
Misheard anime lyrics đ
Itâs the Japanese pronunciation of the English word âbelieveâ (biriibu) which I heard as âbirinbuâ. I added the boom for extra oomph đ„
Writers Truth & Dare Ask Game
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The many times of Midoriya Izuku rejecting Bakug*u Kat*uki & what it means to them
Again, not exactly anti-bakug*u but I'll tag it like so and hide his name so that people who potentially don't want to read it don't have to
(contains: mha comic spoiler, antibkdk but it's really complicated, in general critical of a certain blonde character but I don't think there's anything mean spirited here and my point isn't to shit on him, but to theorize where he's heading towards)
Thinking about how over and over izu chose the other option as opposition to bak*gou and feeling a moment of hope for a liberating ending between the osananajimi but then also grim cause hori probably won't do that (or the jump editors won't let him do that)
It's a thought that only came to me after the comic apology scene, which so many đ„đ„Š shippers screamed over, and it led to me contemplating the progression of their relationship & how they were positioned in the story as archetypes.
I kept on thinking about how in the apology scene, Izuku never directly replied to bkg's apology. Bkg said I'm sorry for everything I've done, and Izuku's immediate action after the shock was to apologize to everyone for being inconsiderate in his previous words.
I'll have to say this first, I don't ship them at all and could never see myself doing so (for apparent reasons), and as someone who endured bullying and abuse I hate bkg a lot, but thinking about their character development is really interesting and as far as angst goes, they probably have the most dramatic mutual-but-also-not-mutual pining relationship ever and its honestly kind of fun to think and read about, lol.
And after they have returned to UA, and bkg accidentally called him deku as usual instead of Izuku, his reply was a smile and "you don't have to force yourself", which...
Like, can we stop a moment and think about how Izuku never directly addressed bkg's apology? The way he said "you don't have to force yourself" as if he's given up on hoping? If I am the author and I wanted the apology moment to be the salvation the two needed, I'd definitely let Izuku accept the apology then move on. There's no point in dragging things out unless I'm preparing for a greater moment of enlightenment. Unless the reply Izuku had in his mind was not what we are expecting (acceptance).
From my pov, I think he was hesitating. He was having second thoughts and he was unsure. If it was set before the final arc, Izuku would probably immediately accept the apology, or say "I've never blamed you/been mad at you"-- no matter how we view their relationship, we can agree on that, right? But why the hesitation now??
I think we're close to the reveal of the reason for the change of mind for Izuku, judging from how the story has been building up. And I have a theory which is an unlikely one but I also really want to see if anyone else feels the same.
One of the main theme of this story, or of most stories, is the discovery of self-identity. To establish your name and develop your personality & world view and find where you belong. It's a very common theme, yeah?
MHA is a story that's defined by choices instead of predetermined fate-- todoroki chooses to use his power to neutralise but not harm (unlike what he's been taught), midoriya chooses to save eri despite nighteye telling him he couldn't do it, the LoV thinking bkg would be good villain material and him rejecting them, and the dichotomy between the heroes and the villains? It's "I choose to become what I want to be not what others (eg my father, society, etc) want me to be" versus "society called me a villain so I will be one as my revenge".
For Izuku, Iâd argue that his journey of becoming himself relies on the rejection of his childhood, in which he was repeatedly told that he had no right to choose (quirkless people can't be a hero, you should kys instead, you need to become the next symbol of peace, so and so), and he needed to defy those voices and choose his own path. And as someone who played a big part in those negative voices, bkg was someone who Izuku needed to reject. (By reject, I donât necessarily mean cut off. What I mean is that they both need to reevaluate their view towards each other and stop seeing the other as someone more/lesser, which had been a constant in their dynamic until very recently; Izuku needs to reject what bkg used to say to him and the labels that he had given him. Only with this could they achieve a healthy & balanced relationship.)
It started with him reclaiming the name deku by choosing ochakoâs interpretation over bkgâs; and then cheering for todoroki when td and bk faced off in the sports festival;
And Izuku did, repeatedly. It was small but it was there, how he was trying to push the influence & shadow of bkg (his abuser) out of his personal narrative, in a passive way. It was unintentional statements and outbursts at first, and it was kind of a one step forward two steps back situation (which is common for abuse survivors who are trying to make amends), but I think he was coming to the realisation that itâs what he needed to be the hero he wanted to be.
Tbh, I really really didnât expect this line. Like I was so so so bracing myself for midoriya to cheer for bkg but then he DIDNT and it was insane and I screamed. Anyways--
Then it escalated into deku vs bkg 2 and well, that was definitely a lot of emotional baggage to unpack. It was an incredibly painful read for me because well⊠the level of mental gymnastics youâd need to do in order to view the world like bkgâŠ. bro needed the psych ward not a hero school. There were definitely a lot of moments that shippers would swoon over, but if youâd allow me to go blue curtain a bit Iâd say the most important line is this one:
There was also the âit has to be you kirishima who goes to save bkg because if I was the one whoâs holding out a hand he would rather die than catch itâ in which, yea it was accurate assessment. But like. Anyway I donât feel like getting into that today...
Wtf bkg? You thought of me like that?
Judging from how itâs been emphasised over and over by bkg and AM lately, Izuku changing from someone who has no regard for his own well-being will be a major plot point in this last arc, and this will likely include his relationship with people. In order to grow from being overly self-sacrificial, he will need to distance himself from people who hurt him or at least, acknowledge that people who would hurt him doesnât care for him and move on from there. And this leads us to this line:
Prior to this, I donât think Izuku gave too much thought to their relationship. He likely attributed all the bullying and namecalling to his quirklessness and âitâs bkg being bkgâ and this was the moment when he was like, ah, so you hate me on a personal level, you pick on me not because you look down on quirkless ppl (Izuku probably internalised a lot of the shame & discrimination regarding that) but because you really hate me, midoriya izuku, specifically. You THINK I look down on you, and you THINK I get beaten up by you because itâs fun for me or something. All the while I've idolised you and looked up to you and believed so earnestly that you will be a great hero. Itâs through this fight that they finally get a glimpse of what the other thinks of them and itâs when Izuku started to contemplate the definition of friendship, affection, and relationships in general. I feel like after this was when the distance between the two really showed, even though the air between them became less tense. Bkg had learned the truth of OfA, but in terms of plot progression it didnât seem to do much for the two. The âhelping deku to trainâ acted as a plot device to explain how he got stronger, but aside from that, how did this part contribute to Izukuâs character development?
And really, I think we are seeing bits and bits of how Izuku is mentally distancing himself from bkg (he still cares but not as much and as extreme as before), although it could just be my wishful thinking. one of the notable instances is this frame from the apology scene:
When I read this, I was like...??? So you actually know that friends aren't supposed to beat you up??? On one hand, the IRONY but on the other hand, there's a part of me that's holding out for the possibility that this is hinting at something bigger in the future. Could this statement mean that he will learn to draw a better boundary between himself and people who don't treat him fairly (which is very often)? I definitely hope so.
To be fair, I didn't remember either, so I went back and had a look:
He didn't remember. oh. my. god. You would have thought that he definitely would, but he didn't remember at all. (I ugly laughed, for a moment) Whether it was because he had too much on his mind or that he didn't exactly care is left for you to determine.
The other reason for this theory of mine was Todoroki's development after the license exam. We got to see how Izuku told Shouto it's ok to not forgive his father, but because he's "a caring person," he was waiting for an opportunity. In which, kinda a wack argument but it was indeed very much in character for him to say so.
...ok.
It was said before by many others, but the two really have a lot of parallels as well as opposites, like childhood trauma, refusing to use his quirk to the point where it hurts himself vs forced to cope with a quirk that hurts himself, and of course most importantly, learning to come to terms with your trauma and making peace with your abuser.
What Midoriya said above irked me a little, because no, you are 100% allowed to not forgive him forever and that doesn't make you a bad person, but then in the next chapter we got this:
And then we get to know exactly what Shouto was waiting for:
He was waiting for endeavour to change before deciding whether he should forgive him. In which on this aspect I really think Todoroki was coping a lot better than...... anyone else in this series even though he's often depicted as a dense & slow person. So with the parallels in mind, could this be what bkg and deku are heading towards as well? Would Izuku's mind change after witnessing the conversation between Natsuo and Enji? Could we expect more of the dirty laundry between the two will be revealed to the other characters and they will be forced to face it? Will Izuku need to do the same thing, to hold off his judgement and possibly decline the apology until bkg really has proved himself?
On bkg's side, we have been seeing a lot of references to him being the one who knows Izuku the best, even bkg himself said so. There seem to be this shift of power balance where it used to be izk chasing after bkg, and now bkg might have to chase after izk who's less interested in him now. (If this is the case, imagine the angst. The role reversal. The pining. Oh my god hori would be insane to pull this but it would be so delicious--)
In the latest chapter, we saw shigaraki declaring that he was not interested in bkg at all, aside from his relationship to Izuku. Shigaraki demonstrated his unrivalled power which gave bkg a great shock. By the presupposed logic of âthe characters of mha need to learn to be something other than who theyâre told to be,â for bkg whoâs always been told that he would be the greatest, the most powerful, the protagonist in life, itâs probably his moment to learn how to step aside and support others (which he evidently hasnât mastered yet, since he burnt hadouâs hair again). If I am to maximise the dramatics in this plot, I might even force him to renounce his status as a hero because I crave the poetics and the internal struggles, but thatâs unlikely. However, since right now we are having two people facing off, one of which rejected Izukuâs help in their childhood, and for the other one Izuku wanted to save his childhood (The visual parallels were so blatant that thereâs no way itâs not intentional) so Iâm really, sincerely looking for a role reversal between Shigaraki and bkg, between a âfalse heroâ and a villain (label wise).
Anyway, I think this is it for me today, I read the lastest chapter yesterday and there were so many thoughts on my mind and needed to vent a little (a lot)...
But then, these are all just theories and most of the time, manga theories remain to be just that. If this really happened hori will probably go to god tier author for me, but I really don't think that's gonna be the case, haha
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â Their Hair â
Plot: What happens when you touch their hair? How do they react?
Characters: Kirishima, Denki, Bakugou, Mina, Shinso, Todoroki X GENDER NEUTRAL READER
Setting: Pretty much final year of UA.
Thank you all so much for your support. I donât think yâall understand how much your comments or hashtags make my day. Not joking when I say they give me motivation- I hope you like this!đ€ Also this is my first time writing for Mina, so I hope you like it! đ€đž
đȘš Kirishima đȘš
Kirishima never really let anyone touch his hair. Heâs the one who spikes it or puts a bandana in it- which in itself doesnât allow people to touch it. Itâs not like heâs protective of his hair, it was just how it happened. Kirishima was also responsible for dying his hair. He figured it would just be cheaper and easier than going to a salon. A train ticket, payment, and tip were a bit too pricey. Plus it was a time-consuming process already and leaving campus to go to a salon would only add to this. Time was precious when training to be a hero, and Kiri couldnât seem to fit it into his day. And regrettably, itâs what led him to his current situation, his black roots now almost an inch and a half grown.
âHey Kiri, you okay? Ya, look a bit distracted.â Your chipper voice brought him out of his thoughts. He was scrolling through his phone looking at different hair dye brands. The last one dried out his hair and quickly faded.
âHuh, oh yeah, just looking at hair dye. Gotta re-do this soon.â He airily laughed. His hand rubbed the back of his head.
âOh, I can help if you want.â
Kirishima never knew he had a sensitive skull till that day. But when you brushed your fingers through his wet hair, he got sparks going down his spine. He watched you calmly help wash out the remaining red, your finger brushing through the strands. He remembers watching a movie with Eri, where monsters felt a ZING when they found love. Heâs pretty sure he just felt that.
âAlmost done Kiri!â
âA-alright!â
Kirishimas just closes his eyes and relaxes against the tub at the feeling of your fingers brushing through his hair carefully.
âĄDenki âĄ
Denki knew he didnât have a sensitive skull. Bakugou likes to say it's a wonder Denki even has feelings in his head at all. But he does, and sometimes he wishes he didnât. Like when Eri accidentally ripped a knot from his long hair while brushing it. But that doesnât stop him from allowing people to play with it. Eri does his and Shinsos hair quite a bit, putting little cat clips in it while quietly talking about her day. All that said, Denki just likes the feeling of your fingers running through his hair, not even touching his skull - just hair. Heâs found you mindlessly do it a lot when zoning out with him. So sometimes he'll sit between your legs on the ground. His back is against the couch you sit on and your legs are on either side of him. There are times there just wasn't enough sitting room in the common area. And as always, your fingers mindlessly comb through his golden hair. Brushing out any small knot there.
You look down at him at the feeling of his head shifting. His chin pointed up and his eyes looked into yours. You know that look, heaving a sigh
you lean down to kiss his forehead.
âTchâ
âRight back at you boom boom boy.â
đ„ Bakugou đ„
Bakugou likes the feeling of your nails on the back of his neck. Moving through the short hair thatâs there to the soft blonde spikes.
Only you get to touch his hair. No one else. Not one.
But when you koala hug him, he sees starts. You are sitting on his lap as he works on his homework. Your face is in the crook of his neck, your legs off his to the side and barely touching the floor due to how high the chair is. You have one arm around his torso and the other one over his shoulder.
âKit, are you almost done?â
âNot yet, Teddy, I have one more problem.â
You grumble, the pads of your fingers going to his neck and rubbing the short hair there. Bakugou sighs, his body relaxing. He mindlessly brings his hand up to your back rubbing it up and down. He can feel your body relax, lightly sighing as your fingers pause. Bakugou continues rubbing your back, but after a minute of your stilled movement, he stops.
âHm Bakugou-â you grumble angrily.
âWhat?â
âYou're so meanâ you groan, your fingers starting again and âcoincidentallyâ his hand starts rubbing your back till you eventually doze off.
đ€ Shinso đ€
Shinso had to cut his hair after it got stuck in his voice changer. His hair also constantly was getting knotted due to his capture weapon. The fabric kept rubbing against the base of his neck, causing knots and mess. How Azawia did it was beyond him. Long hair and a scarf? Annoying.
Shinso was nervous the day he cut it, somewhat worried about what you would say. But he also figured if this was the defining factor in your relationship, then it wasn't worth it. If his necessary haircut caused a ripple in your relationship, then it wasn't as strong as he thought. The thought shook him.
He kept the length and had the sides buzzed, giving him an undercut.
âShin!â Your voice called, you were always so happy to see him.
âHey there Kittenâ he speaks lowly, opening his arms to welcome your smaller form. He smiles down at you as you look up at him, your arms wrapped around him. And then he watches it click.
âHoly shit.â You say almost airily. And all Shinso can think is âOh fuck.â âYou look so fucking hot.â
Shinsoâs cheeks heat up instantly, his ears tinting red as his mouth hangs open a bit at your reaction. Your hands snake up his neck, and he unconsciously shrinks down a bit. A pleasant sigh leaves his lips at the feeling of your fingers on his newly buzzed hair.
âFeel good Shin?â you coo in his ear, your hand sliding to his cheek and resting on his jawline. Your thumb lightly rubbed his cheek.
âYou have no idea, Kitten.â He grumbles, leaning down to kiss you.
đž Mina đž
Mina generally just loves physical affection. Her form of affection is physical touch. Any form of touch, even if itâs just slightly grazing your fingertips. But itâs always more than that, Mina comes behind you and squeezes you. She jumps on your back someday. Sheâll run up to you just for a hug. Grab your hand or arm and lead you anywhere. On calmer days though, sheâll lay in between your legs. Against you, chest to chest. Sheâll press her face into your chest or under your chin, and rest her arms around your middle. Mina will put music on, having the both of you share an airpod. Even though you donât need the AirPods, they make the moment more intimate. Like youâre in your own world.
Your hand rest on the back of Mina's neck. Careful to not tug one of her tight pink curls and cause it to frizz. You know better than to brush through her curly hair, and instead, settle on just smoothing your thumb over the small hair there. Mina just hums, happy at your consideration and for the quiet moment you two share.
đ§ Todoroki đ„
Shoto has a bit longer hair in his final years of UA, starting to unintentionally grow it out. Another break away from his childhood. Shoto wasn't used to physical touch until he came to UA, so every little touch is more comfortable than anything. Itâs a feeling of safety whenever you run your hands through its hair. Whenever you comb back the longer strands or move them from his eyes as the wind pushes them around. How your fingers delicately touch the strands to ensure you accidentally hit him.
He smiles so softly and will close his eyes as your finger brushes up his bangs, allowing you to kiss his forehead. You have to lower back down from your tippy toes to look back up at him.
âTell her I say hi Sho.â You smile up at him, your hand in his as you squeeze them. Shoto was going with his siblings to visit his mother.
Shoto stares down at you like heâs holding the world. So much comfort and love packaged in you.
âI will babyâ he sighs, his smile still on his lips. Your hands go up to cup his face, your thumbs rubbing his cheek.
âI love you.â you sigh, pulling him down to kiss him goodbye. Knowing today would be emotional for him, and his siblings as well.
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Prompt: That was, by far, the stupidest thing youâve ever done!
Ship: TodoBaku đ„đ°
Todoroki is a very peculiar individual. His expression almost gives nothing away, like, ever. Itâs as if he was able to produce invisible ice walls to cover his own emotions as well. At least, thatâs how it was a while ago. Now that theyâve spent so much time together â much to Bakugouâs disliking â he has become acquainted with that stupid flat face. In fact, heâs even able to tell, despite the lack of flinching, just by the tiny gleam in Shoutoâs eyes, that thereâs a mischief lurking there, as he walks towards him along the hallway of the dorms.
Well, screw him, Bakugouâs not in a mood to waste any time. He doesnât even waver and just continues walking towards his room. That is, until his feet are physically blocked by a layer of ice. Itâs so annoying, how quickly itâs making his socks wet. With one stomp of his foot, he breaks it, cold water pooling on the pavement at a slow pace. He turns to that dumbass with the intention of yelling in his face that if he wants a fight, heâll get one even at the price of damaging school property.
Instead, he finds himself frowning when he sees Shoutoâs lips pressed in a flat line, mismatched eyes focused up above, as he moves a branch of ice he created to pull the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling forward, until itâs hovering Bakugouâs head. Red eyes follow the movement with puzzlement and when he looks down again, the stupid asshole is stepping closer.
âWhat theââ Bakugou begins but he has to trail off when Shouto leans in â freezing fingers wrapping around Bakugouâs wrist, making his skin slippery and cold, which consequently has a shiver run along his spine â and presses a soft, warm kiss on his lips. One that does not feel good at all. It doesnât.
It lasts just a second before Bakugou feels too heated in the face to allow it. He pushes Shouto away with his free hand, growing only angrier when he sees his stupid mouth dropped by a inch in that so-not-adorable pout of his.
âThat was, by far, the stupidest thing youâve ever done! And you do a lot of stupid.â Bakugou yells at him, unclenching his other hand from Shoutoâs gentle hold. âAnd if you ever, ever, think about doing it again, I will blow your brainless head off your body!â
Thatâs all he says before he storms off to his room, where he does not, definitely, spend the entire night thinking back to Shoutoâs lips against his own, or about the way it would fill to slip his fingers through his stupid soft-looking, half-and-half hair. Ugh.
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I would like so much, to discuss how people are so inclined to hate Katsuki, and ignore any development he has had to this moment. Though, i am not sure how to even begin. Would you have any thoughts on it, as well?
I just know this is gonna be a long post because as I am typing this I feel like I have so much to say. So, yes, this is a warning.
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To begin, what bothers me is that people who hate Bakugou do tend to ignore his development. Look, regardless of how it's written or how much of it is, at least the development is there. Yes, Bakugou is still Bakugou. He still yells and explodes, but let's be for real. I said this before. If he was nice, like Koda nice, some of you would then find him boring as hell. (I love Koda, I'm not dissing him.)
Not only that, I feel like some people don't like characters with flaws and personally, if you prefer no villains, no jerks with hearts of gold, etc... that sounds like a very boring palette to me.
With that said, I feel like some people also tend to ignore his development for two reasons.
One, they don't want to acknowledge that this character they like hating on so much actually grew, actually realized that he has flaws he needs to work on. Like "how can I hate on this character who is aware of how they are and is working to change". Are you afraid you'll like Bakugou? And maybe, it's like looking into a mirror for them and themselves don't want to be reminded "Hey, I'm an asshole and I should change that".
Two, they don't know Bakugou's development exist. Lately, I've been seeing some people saying they dropped BNHA years ago and then they find out something happen and be all confused or whatever and honestly, it amuses me. It also annoys me because then that tells me that you have little knowledge about BNHA. Therefore, why would I (someone who is caught up with both the anime and manga) would listen to someone who only seen the Sports Festival and have yet to pick BNHA back up?
Regardless of what you say, you're going to be wrong. I'm not going to listen to someone who insists they're right about something they know little of.
You know what, I was gonna stop here but I feel like continuing.
Here's something else I don't get.
People who hate on Bakugou and yet be fans of characters who are much worse or just the same and/or have yet to have development themselves or none at all.
Example, I have crossed a Dabi fan blog once who hated on Bakugou (commented on one of my posts) and all I can think to myself is "didn't Dabi like kill people"?
Look, before anyone says anything, I do like Dabi. His backstory is fucked up and I get that's why he's the way he is. He entertains me as much as the rest of the League do. But one thing Dabi has that Bakugou doesn't is a damn kill count. And we didn't even get any Dabi backstory until what? Season 6?
Before then, Dabi was just an asshole without a backstory. And here's the thing. Before we found out he was even Endeavor's son, people ADORED Dabi.
I say this again. Dabi is an asshole. Bakugou is an asshole.
Yet, Dabi has fans and I barely see people hate on him as much as Bakugou is hated on. And this is BEFORE Dabi's reveal now. I do not see people having whole Dabi hate blogs (not saying you should, I don't get that either).
As much as people whine about Bakugou being mean and how cruel he is, it's baffling that some of those same people will be swooning over someone like... Overhaul.
Like who you like, but please keep your bullshit over there. We're not gonna pretend that one character has bad things and the other who also has done bad things didn't do those bad things.
It's just... what is it exactly that gets this antis so pressed over Bakugou, of all characters?
First of all, he ain't some new mean character. Let's not act as if we haven't had asshole characters before in any media. It is not new to have a jerk character that contrasts the nice one. Stop it now, don't act brand new.
Is it because it's so "illegal" that hero characters aren't always sunshine and rainbows? "Oh my gosh! He's supposed to be on the good side, why is he so mean? I'm clutching my pearls!" Honey... you would find him boring if he was nice. Ever heard of "variety"? There are villains who are nice and don't kill! What? Does everything gotta be "by the book"?
We do not need rules set on how these characters should be. Give me a break.
Second, is it because he's popular? That's one thing that I will probably be amused by. Bakugou is hated, but he's been #1 in how many popularity polls? Besides Midoriya, isn't he like the next character to be shipped with almost everyone? (I actually hate that. Like they shouldn't be that damn shippable. Thank you, exclude option.) You know how many fan songs there is of Bakugou?! Fanart?! MERCH?! DAMN EDITS?!
Or let's not forget the "He reminds me of someone who bullied me in school". That is a valid reason to hate him, I totally get it. Look, I had people like that in school. However, what I'm not going to do is going around with reblogging people's post to put them down about liking Bakugou and using my past that I have moved on from as an excuse to put down that Bakugou fan because I'm feeling some time of way.
Which some of you do.
Which I don't get.
You know what, in general what I don't get about Bakugou fans is how much time and effort they spend hating on him?
Let me get this straight. You hate Bakugou, but you spend hours and hours going around spreading that hate like it's some agenda?
How do you put in more effort on a character you hate more than his actual fans?
Maybe I missed a memo or something, but I thought if we hated something we don't spend our energy on that thing we hate?
For now, that's really all I gotta say.
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