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lou-struck · 2 years

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A Single Candle

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

~After his surprise party, Katsuki still has one more gift from you.

Genre: Fluff

Wc: 1.1k

~ Birthday Fic for our precious Boom Boom Boy...

Katsuki Bakugou wonders just what he did in his life to deserve his friends, especially as you; his loving wife led him into the surprise party Kirishima and Co spent weeks planning for the Explosion hero.

The hidden crowd erupts into cheers of “Suprise” as he jumps back in alarm, protectively pulling you behind him as his friends and coworkers step into the light, lowering his increased heart rate. He tries to hide his smile of pure joy as Kirishima and Sero lead him further into the venue telling everyone to make way for the Birthday Boy.

After the ginormous cake was cut and served, you lost track of him when the Bakusquad dragged him to the bar calling for shots. By the time you find them the whole crew is feeling a little tipsy and the party is drawing to a close. The evening went a bit later than expected and it looks like an April rainstorm is brewing just as you and Katsuki walk to the car and bidding adieu to all your friends making sure everyone makes good choices to get home.

Just as you shut the car door the rain begins to pour and streaks of lightning carve their way through the dark cloud cover.

“I’m glad we didnt have to walk out in that,” you say more to yourself than Katsuki as he stares out the window silently holding onto your free hand like its a lifeline. You’re not surprised, he gets quiet when he's had a bit too much to drink, You think it's because he has a subconscious fear of making a fool of himself. You mull this over as you use your free hand to drive the two of you back to your home.

The world outside suddenly becomes dark as streetlights flicker before powering down completely. The storm must’ve hit the powergrid which means that instead of parking in the dry garage you and Katsuki will have to make a mad dash from the driveway to the front door. Looking down at your skimpy party clothes you groan internally thinking about how drenched you are about to get.

“Hey, we’re home Suki,” you say softly as he lets out a little grunt of acknowledgment. Still feeling the mixed liquor in his system. Knowing that he may have some trouble getting out and to the door on his own you slide out from the drivers seat and start to guide him gently to the front door not minding the rain soaking you to the bone.

The cold water in his face must have helped him sober up a bit because Katsuki stands up a bit straigther and looks over your form with concern. “You're getting all wet dumbass,” he mumbles as he tries to take off his soaking wet dress shirt and drape it over your exposed shoulders.

“We are both wet suki you laugh trying to steer his focus from taking care of you to getting inside as quickie as possible and out of the rain. After taking an embarrassingly long time trying to figure out what key on the ring is the house key you make it inside.

You are both shivering as you peel off your shoes. The gifts in the car will have to wait until morning when it’s not raining cats and dogs.

“It’s cold in here, let’s get changed and make a fire.” Katsuki declares after realizing that the power is out. Not wanting to disappoint the birthday boy and miss out on some top tier cuddles you nod in agreement and change into one of his old sleep shirts and some pajama bottoms and grab a few blankets.

Katsuki carefully tends to the fireplace, the flames coming to life in the hearth and making the room a bit warmer than it was before. Floppingdown on the plush rug and your mountain of blankets you nudge him playfully.

“ did you have a good birthday?“ You ask him as he makes one last adjustment to the fire.

“ of course I did, I spent the day with you didn’t I?” he answers back pulling you close to him.“ today, was one of the best birthdays I’ve ever had.” He sighs.

Suddenly hit with a stroke of inspiration, you wiggle out of his grasp and send him a toothy grin. “ stay right there, I’ll be right back.” You stammer out before putting down the hall and turning into the kitchen where a large cupcake sets. You got him earlier in the day and forgot about it after the intensity of the party but now it seems like the perfect way to wind down the last few minutes of his birthday.

Reaching into a drawer, you grab a bright orange candle and a lighter. Gently sticking a candle into the mound of frosting you set it alight.

With both hands you carry the precious pastry back into the room and said it before him.

“What’s this?“ he asks looking at the cupcake.

“At the party, you blew out your candles without ever making a wish.“ you say as a bead of wax makes its way down the candlestick. “ it’s a rule, on your birthday you always have to make a wish before blowing out your candles.”

“ Who says I do?“ he chuckles Play fully nudging you in the shoulder.

“Everyone does,” you declare confidently as you take a quick peek at your dying phone. The clock says 11:47 PM. “ you have to make it right Suki, it is still your birthday for 13 minutes.“

“All right all right, I’ll do it if it makes you shut up about it.“ he relents, holding up the cupcake and closing his eyes.

“Don’t do it for me, do it for you.“ you chirp as his eyes peek over at you in mock disapproval.

With a smirk and a shake of his head he takes a deep breath in and gently blows out the single birthday candle.

A wispy trail of smoke stems from the wick and slowly thrashes against the air before dissipating. Katsuki pulls out the candle from the frosting and puts it in his mouth, cleaning the frosting from the wax.

"It’s good.” He says looking at you earnestly.

“Aren’t you gonna tell me what you wished for?” you ask as he laughs.

“I’m not telling ya anything, you’re not supposed to tell people what you wish for.” He says throwing the rules of birthday wishes back in your face.

“But you are going to share this with me,“ he states looking at the big cupcake holding up to your lips for you to take a bite.

The sweetness dances on your tongue as a little bit of frosting sticks the tip of your nose. In vain you try to stick your tongue out to get it.

As you do so, Katsuki Bakugou, in the last few minutes of his birthday looks at you with all the adoration in the world.

This is what he wished for, spending the evening with you; his silly spouse who would do anything for him, just as he would for you.

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atelliernana · 2 years

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April Fool

Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Reblogs and Likes are greatly appreciated!

Bakugo Katsuki walks through the hallway of Yueei in a calm cadence that would have made freshman Bakugo laugh. In the years that follow the war, the aspiring young hero has not only grown in skills but also in maturity - physically and emotionally. It took a year to restore Musutafu to its pre-war glory and another year to convince the people that society has changed for the better. Heroes are once again heroes and the entire hero and support course students are once again students.

As a Third year student, Bakugo has amassed a couple (a plethora really) of fans of both civilians and fellow students alike. The fear that once filled the eyes of the people has now turned into awe and admiration. Everyone has felt the sincerity of Bakugo's intent to be a hero. He's not here to show off his brawns, he's here because he wants to save people - civilians and enemies alike. And while he is not a as soft as his contemporaries like his green-haired rival, people now recognized his capacity to become the next Number One.

Although still young at age, time had been too fast and too slow for Bakugo so much so that it made the war feel like an eternity and a moment all at the same time. Its been 2 years since the war and another winter has come and gone. The cold that has once freezed him has now replaced by the warm breeze of the spring.

Blooming cherry blossoms paint the streets in a coy blush as if the entire city is a maiden in love. Spring is here and with it is warmth that transcends past his physical body.

For the arrival of spring gifted him a love so beautiful. What was once a cold frozen heart has been thawed into a warm beating red. So full of life and vigor as if it had never been broken before.

You've captivated him since your match on the Sophomore stage of the Sports Festival. The once meek individual who hid behind their taller classmates has now bloomed into a fiery fighter who spares no one mercy. What a shock it is to see you in the classroom usually behind books and quietly laughing along with classmates and during training with your intense gaze and monstrous strength. A true gap moe.

Its been months now since his planned confession. The timing was never right and whenever he planned to corner you alone some extra would suddenly popped out of anywhere to take you away. And between classes and internship, you both have barely enough time to breath.

But this time its different. Bakugo Katsuki is feeling confident today. Not that he's never confident in the daily, today is just extra special as it is a day set in his lucky month. Not only is April his birth month but its often associated with hope and new beginnings.

So accompanied with the belief that everything will go in his merry way, Bakugo Katsuki walks the hallways of Yueei with the confidence of a young emperor meeting his new empress.

As Bakugo Katsuki turns the corner leading to the school garden cherry blossom trees greet him. At the center of the pathway, just in front of the legendary Sakura Tree -believed to be all powerful enough to grant successful relationships to those who confess in front of it- stands you with your kind eyes and wishful smile.

Perhaps the legend is true, the old Sakura Tree does grant successful relationships because here you are 5 years later bowing to your wedding guests and saying your final message before departing for the night.

You looked so beautiful in your traditional wedding kimono. Time has come and gone yet you're beauty seem to never pass.Your eyes still holds the same kindness and still alight with a blazing fire. Your love that once was a burning red has become as golden as daylight. He has loved you then and he still loves you now and perhaps he'll love you till the end of time.

And as you both stand in front of the same Sakura tree from your youth - still in full bloom despite its age - Bakugo Katsuki gazes at you with the same fondness as he did years ago. He'd known it from the moment he confessed, there's no doubt that he belongs to you for every winter and every spring and all the moments in between.

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just-incorrect-bnha · 4 years

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BnHA Fic Recs (Part 2)

again, all of these are on ao3. please make sure you read the warnings and check the ratings before you read them. this list was made march 2020 so some of the word counts and dates might not be accurate for long

the first part can be found here

rule 02: stay by bonnia

Bakugou centric, Todobaku, Vampire/werewolf AU

Status: One shot/completed

Words: 23.5k

The vampire leans in close, expression utterly business-like in its seriousness.

And the last thing Katsuki remembers is the feeling of a tongue touching the bleeding wound at the juncture of his throat, the feeling of inexplicable anger, the fleeting thought of — this guy is so fucking dead — and then, nothing.

(or: katsuki is a vampire hunter who, thanks to a series of misfortunate circumstances and his potent werewolf's blood, somehow ends up striking a deal with the most aggravating vampire in existence)

Quirky Vampires by sexierthanthetardis

Todoroki centric, Tododeku, Vampire Midoriya

Status: Updated 2019-02-21

Words: 17k+

In which Midoriya is a vampire and Todoroki has to learn to deal with that.

Half-Cold, Half-Warm Bodies by beachbby

Midoriya centric, Quirkless Midoriya, Zombie apocalypse AU, Tododeku, Zombie Todoroki

Status: Updated 2020-02-22

Words: 59.9k+

Though it's the apocalypse, Izuku still can't help but take notes on whatever he can. Except now instead of documenting quirks, he analyzes the undead that he finds wandering the city streets. When he chances upon a roamer that's more docile and behaves in ways he's never seen before, he can't help but be curious as to why it does so.

Especially when it has such a striking appearance, heterochromatic eyes and hair can't be common amongst the general population.

Determined to find out what makes it different from the others, he's continuously surprised at just how human the undead boy seems.

He doesn't know if he can manage it, but he also hopes to find the family or friends that the boy had, hopefully to at least give them closure and to try and assure them that there's still a human spark somewhere in those dead eyes.

every siren is a symphony, every tear's a waterfall by poppyrainstorm

Midoriya centric, Tododeku, AU

Status: Completed

Words: 6.6k

Izuku first meets the boy through a glass pane when he’s five years old.

The other boy is short, and he’s silent. He looks scared and worried, and he keeps looking behind him as a man with a scowl and dark red hair ushers him into the room.

“You’ll be safe here,” The man says. The boy looks at him, eyes huge and anxious. Izuku notices that they’re two different colors-one is a dark grey, and the other is blue. His hair is two different colors, too-the left side is red, like the tall man’s, and the other is pure white.

This is the first time Izuku has ever seen a person that is not a scientist, Yagi Toshinori, or his mother.

Two people, really.

Soon, the man leaves, and the other boy is all alone. Izuku runs over to the desk that’s pushed against the glass wall, and clambers up on top of it, opening a drawer accidentally, and not caring.

“Hello!” He says, and the other boy spins around, eyes huge.

Cat's Cradle by stresselephant

Midoriya centric, Vigilante Midoriya, Dadzawa, Quirk Midoriya

Status: Updated 2020-02-16

Words: 38.7k+

If someone asked Aizawa why he hadn't just arrested the kid when he'd first met him, he'd tell them this:

It wasn't his damn fault most hero schools let incompetent idiots graduate with a license. He'd assumed they were just a new underground hero; sure their fighting technique could use some improvement, but overall they handled themselves well. Which is more than he could say for some of the new heroes these days. And to be fair, he'd never met a vigilante who actively avoided killing people.

So when he stumbled across a perfectly capable, newly graduated hero taking down a drug deal, he shrugged and let it go. They needed more people doing underground work, anyway.

Looking back, he wasn't sure it was a blessing or a curse that he hadn't checked to see if they had a hero license. If he did, maybe they wouldn't have ended up here. He'd sooner kill himself then admit it out loud, but a very selfish part of him couldn't be anything but grateful.

U.A.'s Resident Ghost by BeyondTheClouds777

Midoriya centric, Ghost Midoriya, Quirk Midoriya, Dadzawa

Status: Updated 2019-12-31

Words: 41k+

There is a ghost at U.A. Not haunting U.A. Not even hanging out at U.A.

There is a ghost. Enrolled. As a student of U.A.

And it's just Shouta's luck that he has everything to do with it.

You'd Be Surprised by snazzysnaz

Midoriya centric, Bakugou centric, Midoriya & Bakugou, Quirk Midoriya, Time travel

Status: Updated 2018-03-27

Words: 35.7k+

Midoriya Izuku was born with a quirk that lets him see the future. Or at least, that what he would tell anyone that asks.

(AKA, Izuku has a quirk that let's him rewind time for 15 seconds. Also some other stuff.)

Luck, a Fool's Hope, and a Bit of Love by PitViperOfDoom

Midoriya centric, Todoroki centric, Tododeku, Fantasy AU

Status: Completed

Words: 27.1k

The years that Izuku spent as a prisoner of the fair folk have left him wary of them, always afraid that they may return to disrupt his peaceful life and drag him back into servitude. But when he sees a young man fleeing from them one evening, he throws his fears aside to help. It's a good thing he does; it's difficult to make close friends these days, and Shouto seems to understand him in ways that few others do.

Shouto knows he can't keep his secret forever; Izuku is clever, and Shouto's Archfey father is relentless. If the truth is revealed, he has everything to lose: both his freedom, and his one chance at happiness.

Quirk Type: Memento Mori by RoseJennison

Midoriya centric, Shindeku, Quirk Midoriya

Status: Updated 2020-01-21

Words: 60.5k+

zuku wasn't sure what his quirk type would be called. He'd never heard of anyone else having a quirk like this, so it would probably have a category all to itself. 'Memento Mori' seems like a fitting type name. 'Remember Death'. With his quirk, it's important to remember that all things must die.

Because if one individual denies death for too long, another must take their place.

Pushing Daisies AU- in which Izuku has a quirk that allows him to bring dead things to life with a touch. The catch is that they will go back to being dead if he ever touches them again. Plus, if he keeps them alive for too long, another similar life will be taken in their place.

Bad Apple by takamicchi

Midoriya centric, Time travel, Quirk Midoriya, Villain Midoriya

Status: Part 1 completed (and can be read stand alone), part 2 updated 2018-11-06

Words: 24.2k+

The first day of U.A. starts on April 8th.

It is a day that is forever burned into Izuku's mind.

Because he will always return to that day whenever he dies.

Quantum Displacement by ChiwiTheKiwi

Midoriya centric, Time travel

Status: Updated 2019-09-19

Words: 23.5k+

“What is your name?”

The man gingerly raises his head, enough so that now Naomasa at least has view of his eyes past the green curls that hang down over his forehead. He repeatedly opens his mouth as if to respond, though no words come forth. Eventually, he simply closes his eyes for a solid minute before reopening them. They land on him first, then move to contemplate the handcuffs that still restrain his wrists to the table. Finally, both of them lock eyes, and Naomasa can see the newly found sense of composure. His lips part, and he speaks.

“My name is Midoriya Izuku.”

A wallflower's thorns by A_ToastToTheOutcasts

Midoriya centric, Quirk Midoriya, Tododeku

Status: Updated 2020-03-16

Words: 77.1k+

Maybe one day he'd be unafraid to tell people that he existed. Stand tall and announce that he was, in fact, there. For now though, he was more than content going day to day, weaving past his classmates and having them none the wiser.

(Aka where Izuku does, in fact, have a Quirk, it's just that no one notices)

From Muddy Waters by HLine

Midoriya centric, Quirk Midoriya, All for One is Hisashi

Status: Updated 2020-03-26

Words: 149k+

- but the sleeve of his tracksuit was bulging, tearing and ripping and a mass of twisted flesh, nearly as big as the boy himself and nauseatingly familiar (the arm of the man that had torn a hole in his side with a grin and left him a frail shadow of himself) swung forward and slammed into the flat face of the giant robot.

Izuku wants to be a hero more than anything.

journey to the past by aloneintherain

Midoriya centric, Midoriya & Class 1-A, Time travel

Status: Completed

Words: 44.8k

Izuku is five years old the first time he's saved by heroes. He's an instant fan of the woman in pink with her cheerful smile and the man with his ice powers and fine-boned features, even if they both refuse to tell him their names.

For most of his life, Izuku has been the centre of villain attacks, but he has never been injured. Every time, he's saved by bright, unknown heroes—heroes who smile at Izuku, and ruffle his hair or ply him with hugs, and seem mesmerised by how small he is.

Heroes that the rest of the world doesn't believe exists.

(Time-travelling Class 1-A AU)

A Single Reason by TheDeepSeaWitch

Midoriya centric, Shinosu centric, Yaoyorozu centric, Dad Might, Past villain AU

Status: Updated 2019-04-14

Words: 126k+

Training begins the next day, and doesn’t stop for any reason. They wait for heroes, then for police, then for anyone to save them, but nobody comes.

It’s only a month before Izuku forgets their names. It’s a year before he forgets his own.

It’s only a chance meeting with an impassioned soul eight long, painful years later that saves them.

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They thought they were lost forever, that there was no future out there for them with their scars so visible and the blood on their hands still pungent and red. But if they have the strength to try, then perhaps, one day, they may yet find their forgiveness, and rediscover themselves along the way.

The Reforming Villains AU nobody asked for.

Yesterday Upon The Stair by PitViperOfDoom

Midoriya centric, Quirk Midoriya, Ghosts, Dad Might

Status: Completed

Words: 424k

Midoriya Izuku has always been written off as weird. As if it's not bad enough to be the quirkless weakling, he has to be the weird quirkless weakling on top of it.

But truthfully, the "weird" part is the only part that's accurate. He's determined not to be a weakling, and in spite of what it says on paper, he's not actually quirkless. Even before meeting All-Might and taking on the power of One For All, Izuku isn't quirkless.

Not that anyone would believe it if he told them.

Daymare by IntrospectiveInquisitor

Midoriya centric, Quirk Midoriya, Monster Midoriya, Midoriya & Kirishima, Horror

Status: Updated 2020-01-12

Words: 279k+

Izuku Midoriya has endured a decade of abuse, ridicule, and social ostracization due to his status as 'Quirkless'. Even his childhood friend, Katsuki Bakugou, has tossed him aside and made it a mission to drill his uselessness home. But despite his obstacles and the derision of his peers, Izuku will never give up on his dream of being a hero, and will never feel shame for being called Quirkless.

Because it's easier than acknowledging that he has a Quirk at all.

Hero Class Civil Warfare by RogueDruid (Icarius51)

Midoriya centric, Villain Midoriya (kinda)

Status: Completed

Words: 85.7k

Heroes lead by Bakugo.

Villains lead by Midoriya.

Seven days prep time.

Three days for Izuku Midoriya to show why they should be glad he's not a real villain.

Black Fox by A_ToastToTheOutcasts

Midoriya centric, Vigilante Midoriya, Quirkless Midoriya

Status: Updated 2020-03-01

Words: 140k+

The beauty of the era of quirks wasn't the amazing abilities; it was that nobody sane would even entertain the thought that Kuroko, the most wanted vigilante in all of Japan, was Quirkless.

Leviathan by rest_in_rip

Midoriya centric, Quirk Midoriya, Monster Midoriya

Status: Updated 2019-12-28

Words: 139k+

Izuku's only truly used his quirk once. He was four years old.

He took thirty-two lives that day.

Now, he's sworn never to let that power possess him again. Hiding the true nature of his quirk from everyone, he hides behind the thin facade of a useless, showy quirk, refusing any and all connection to the mysterious creature recognized in a few sparse news reports as the Leviathan.

Lies don't last forever, however, and one day or another, his world will have to come crashing down.

Something Borrowed by ThisCat

Midoriya centric, Quirk Midoriya

Status: Updated 2019-02-08

Words: 129k+

Izuku wants to be a hero.

No matter what anyone says, his teachers, his classmates, or even Kacchan, he wants to be a hero.

It shouldn't matter that no one thinks he can. It shouldn't matter what people think, or say, because the only thing that matters is if he can, and he's at least going to try. He'll find a way. Even if his quirk is what it is, he'll find a way to be a hero without pushing anyone else down.

...but who has ever heard of a hero who needs to borrow other people's quirks just to fight?

His Father's Son by Pipefoxesonthemoon

Midoriya centric, Quirk Midoriya, Angels and Demons AU, Monster Midoriya

Status: Updated 2020-03-18

Words: 279k+

Izuku Midoriya doesn't have a quirk. Quirks are things of wonder and awe, destined to make great heroes out of those who master them. Izuku has a curse. A thing. A horror that burnt his skin, ruined his life and filled his head with monsters. His only chance at normality was to suppress the darkness with self-hatred, silence the demons with medication, and focus everything left on the singular goal of maybe one day turning his curse into a force for good.

But can such horror, such darkness, ever be used for good? Or will he eventually fall to shadow and flame?

After all, Izuku is his father's son.

Embers by PaintTheWorldMad

Midoriya centric, Quirk Midoriya

Status: Updated 2019-11-21

Words: 120k+

Midoriya Izuku was the only person who could get close to him.

Katsuki hated that.

Or, Midoriya Izuku is a normal boy born with a perfect combination of his parents' quirks and he'll be damned if that stops him from becoming a hero. Given that he has literally the most impractical fire quirk in existence (probably), that might be a little tricky.

Ticked Off by Xenolis

Midoriya centric, Dadzawa, Time travel

Status: Updated 2020-02-14

Words: 182k+

Midoriya Izuku attracted trouble. It was just a fact of life – the sky was blue, the grass was green, and Izuku constantly found himself in an absurd number of deadly situations.

He was okay with that. Mortal peril was an average Tuesday afternoon for a Pro Hero like him. Being kidnapped was practically a holiday. Saving civilians as a building collapsed around him was easier than facing his worried mum afterwards. He had dealt with All Might's disappointed dad stare and only cried for two hours afterwards.

A serial killing villain with an unknown Quirk would be no problem!

...but even Izuku had to admit that being sent back in time to his first day at UA wasn't on the agenda. Still, there was no-one more spitefully determined than him – he was going to make the most of it.

Yeah, good luck, heroes and villains alike! Deku was here to cause mischief and love his friends!

Clockwise by Xenolis

Midoriya centric, Dadzawa, Vigilante Midoriya, Time Travel

Shouta just wants a nap. He deserves a nap.

First his class becomes a target for the newly-formed League of Villains, then a new, frighteningly capable vigilante emerges from nowhere to do his job better than him with more Quirks than any one person needs. Between handling frequent villain attacks, trying to keep a bunch of inexperienced kids alive, and attempting to wrangle a talented problem child with glass bones and a heart of gold, it promised to be an exciting year with Class 1-A.

Shouta should've expelled them all then when he had the chance.

[Not really necessary to read Ticked Off before this! It's the same time travel circumstances, but an alternate plot.]

Subject: A Comprehensive Report by BonesOfBirdWings

Midoriya centric, Quirkless Midoriya, Analyst Midoriya, Midoriya & Nighteye, Dadzawa

Status: 2019-11-08

Words: 77.7k+

Izuku decides early on that heroics is not the only path to heroism.

#bnha #mha #fic recs #bnha fanfic recs #not a quote

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vangoghmusings · 4 years

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a/n: hello! i’ve been wanting to do this for a while now since im a huge astrology nerd (so i know what im talking about teehee) so this is male match-ups according to sign and compatibility. this isn’t my usual kind of writing so i hope you guys like it!! <3 if you don’t know your sign check here

this took me so long oh my god i hope you guys like it

taglist: @mixfi @lilacskyura @katsuhoee @moonlightinsanity @anime-waifuuu @iiminibattlehero @leeeah-loooser @bby-chloe1999 @verymuchbabey @h0wab0utw3d0ntd0that@unknownweeabo @cookednoodlez @helloshoutohere @star-mum @izuku-sakura @thegalxe

UA STUDENTS

Katsuki Bakugou- April 20; Taurus

the absolute SHOCK in my face to learn he wasn’t an aries

it would be expected that katsuki is a fire sign, like cmon look at his quirk

but taurus is actually an earth sign

taurus are typically seen as quite calm, but,,

katsuki does seem like a true taurus in many ways

they can be stubborn and unwilling to compromise

they are very realistic

HATE FEELING INSECURE

they are often great at cooking and love to shop

i feel like katsuki isn’t a self indulgent shopper but would buy anything for his s/o

taurus are really good at working with their hands ;)

theyre soft romantic bbs and as much as katsuki hates being vulnerable he’d definetly be a softie with his s/o

id match katsuki with a calm pisces

Izuku Midoria- July 15; Cancer

i am not shocked at ALL to see that the lil broccoli boy is a cancer

like cmon he’s so sensitive

he is a cancer to the T

he’s loyal, emotional, imaginative

he also carries the negative traits of many cancers

such as feeling insecure and having difficulty taking criticism

i mean the kid breaks his bones to prove others wrong

cancers love being with their friends and family

and they love helping others

the career of a hero would be natural for cancers

cancers are such sweet babies and izuku fits right into that category

i would match izuku with a chill taurus

Tenya Iida- August 22; Leo

i didn’t expect tenya to be a leo but im also not surprised

leos are often seen as flashy and arrogant

but they’re more than their stereotype

leos are passionate and natural born leaders

like cmon class rep!

tenya being a leo makes a lot of sense

he’s generous and kind and always strives for the best

they tend to be a bit dramatic, and tenya can be too

being that leos are a fire sign they gravitate to self growth

this can be seen in tenya wanting to improve and challenging himself

leos struggle facing harsh realities, similarly to tenya when he learned about what happened to tensei

leos are known for their bravery and tenya fits right in

i would match tenya with a kind aquarius

Shoto Todoroki- January 11; Capricorn

i practically screamed when i realized shoto was a capricorn

it just makes way too much sense

they’re responsible, well-mannered, respectful !!!!

HOW IS HE SO HOT AND RESPECTFUL

capricorns i just,, i love them, truly

shoto is no exception

they love family, things of quality, traditions

and their dislikes vary from day to day

why?

cause they’re iconic thats why

however, capricorns aren’t always the nicest

they tend to be condescending and can often come off as rude

they’re incredibly unforgiving *ahem endeavor ahem*

but, its because they just have naturally high standards

it makes sense that he is an earth sign because he’s super grounded

because saturn rules capricorn, the tend to seem cold and distant at times

but they are incredibly loyal friends and always strive for the best

i would match shoto with a down to earth cancer

Mashiro Ojiro- May 28; Gemini

i must admit, i was surprised to learn ojiro is a gemini

but if you really look at his character it makes a lot of sense

gemini’s have a bad rep of being too faced

they’re actually one of my favorite signs!!

gemini’s are are gentle and affectionate

and sweet bb ojiro is exactly that

however they also tend to be quite anxious, another thing ojiro happens to be at times as well

they’re very adaptable people

this can be seen throughout ojiro’s training and how much he learns and is willing to continue striving for

gemini’s are very sociable and will talk to almost anyone

like, he doesn’t see hagakure but they’re still good friends

this is why i think ojiro would do great with a fire sign

i would match ojiro with a cheerful sagittarius

Denki Kaminari- June 29; Cancer

alright cancer number two!!

to be honest, denki doesn’t really give cancer vibes

but, his personality traits align to much of what a cancer is

tenacious and loyal

and denki is definitely that

however, cancers can be suspicious of others and their actions

and denki feels like the kind of guy to snoop on somebody

but we gotta give denki some credit

cancers strive to be there for their friends no matter what

denki shows this in the usj attack when he protects momo and jiro

cancers tend to avoid conflict but even so, they search for conflict in those who pose bigger threats to them

similarly to when denki makes fun of bakugou even though he could totally blow him up

denki is a chatty and flirty baby

and cancers tend to be most compatible with earth signs

buuut i think denki would be better suited with a fire sign

i’d match denki with an outgoing aries

Hanta Sero- July 28; Leo

at first i was like hmmm no

but then i used my brain and i was like actually yes

leos are prideful and while sero doesn’t seem like the boastful kind, he does have a lot of pride in himself

leos are very committed to their goals and sero’s actions show his dedication to becoming a hero

leos are also so funny?? and sero is literally one of the funniest guys of 1A

sero is one of the most sociable in the class and a total class clown

leos are almost always seen with their friends and sero is no different

sero’s vibes are just immaculate in my opinions

so his s/o needs to match the energy

i would match sero with a funny gemini

Eijiro Kirishima- October 16; Libra

GOD IT JUST MAKES SO MUCH SENSE

I CANT EVEN EXPRESS

THE ACCURACY

ok ok but seriously, of course kiri is a libra

libras are diplomatic, fair, and strive for justice

aka being MANLY is in the stars for bb kiri

however, libras aren’t the most confident people

they’re quite insecure and pity themselves a’lot

which makes sense that its canon that it took kiri so long to accept his quirk

have you ever wondered why kiri is so hot and cute and perfect?

ITS BECAUSE HES A LIBRA

im not even kidding

libras are known for being physically attractive

i mean libra is literally ruled by venus

who else is venus?

APHRODITE AKA THE GODDESS OF LOVE

long story short, kiri is the god of love

libras hate being alone

why do you think he puts up with bakugou constantly calling him shitty hair and pushing him around?

i considered putting kiri with a water sign but they’re kinda babies (no offense i love my water signs)

but i don’t think he could handle a person who is constantly emotional like many water signs are

i would match kiri with a kind-hearted sagittarius

Hitoshi Shinso- July 1; Cancer

jesus christ ANOTHER CANCER??

i cant even be upset cause it makes sense

while i would’ve thought shinso was a calm scorpio or a relaxde picses

he fits much better as a cancer

as mentioned previously with deku and denki, cancers really do have a heart of gold and just want to help people

cancers are also very manipulative people

i mean, look at this mans quirk

cancers are also moody and pessimistic

characteristics that shinsou has but are seen more as stoic and quiet

but cancers are also sympathetic

and bb shinsou is a softie i just know it

cancers are guided by emotion

like deku, he is seen as passionate for his desire to be a hero, even though his quirk is seen to be one of evil

shinsou needs to be with someone who’s willing to listen when he opens up (which cancers hate doing)

i would match shinsou with an understanding taurus

Tamaki Amajiki- March 1; Aries

HUH

HUUUUH???

youre telling me this man is an aries and bakugou isnt??

i need to collect my thoughts

OK so tamaki is an aries

and honestly its pretty accurate

most times aries are seen as passionate in a reckless and angry manner

but tamaki’s passion is displayed in his dedication to being a hero

i mean he’s literally in the big 3

aries tend to be moody, which is seen in tamaki’s shy actions

but they’re also enthusiastic and courageous

tamaki’s courage is shown in the mission to rescue eri

aries are seen as intimidating and tamaki’s dark features are exactly that

and while he is very shy, he needs someone to help bring him out of his shell delicately

id match tamaki with a gentle libra

Mirio Togata- July 15; Cancer

whats up with mirio and deku sharing the same bday doe

this is way too many cancers

BUT mirio is such a cancer lets be real

we’ve covered the basics of cancers

sensitive

loyal

will do anything for others

and most importantly brave

the sign of a cancer is a crab

the crab symbolizes someone who doesn’t realize their great strength

mirio is the personification of the strength of the crab

and poor baby has gone through so much and deserves the world

he’s so cheerful but he needs someone to be there for him when he’s at his most emotional moments

i would match mirio with a tender capricorn

PRO-HEROES

Shota Aizawa- November 8; Scorpio

i mean cmon

ofc dadzawa is a scorpio

he’s the image of a stereotypical scorpio

dark features, dark clothing, serious and kinda rude

but scorpios get a bad rep for being meanies (we should be watching out for virgos tho) (jk jk i love my virgos <3)

but scorpios have some of the best characteristics

their loyalty is beyond words

they would literally lay down their life for a friend or the good of others

scorpios are passionate and assertive, and this side of aizawa definitely comes out

aizawa is so stoic he needs somebody to soften him up

i would match aizawa with a cheery cancer

Hizashi Yamada- July 7; Cancer

another f*cking cancer

AND IT MAKES SENSE

not just because aizawa and him are married and he’s a cancer and it totally makes sense

but hizashi is such a cancer oh my god

he’s sensitive, and caring, and brave, and a literal pro hero

which is a cancer living the dream

cancers often have difficult childhoods and struggle immensely to find outlets

this fits with the theory that as a child, hizashi was put up for adoption and/or muzzled as a child because of his powerful quirk

cancers are ruled by the moon, which would make sense to why they are so emotional

because the moon goes through phases, so do they

hizashi needs someone that would help him be strong outside of his hero work and for his own mentality

i would match hizashi with (aizawa or) a charismatic virgo

Toshinori Yagi- June 10; Gemini

ofc all might is a gemini

he literally has 2 forms

and geminis are literally two faced

it makes so much sense that the symbol of peace is a gemini

he’s adaptable and a quick learner

geminis are affectionate and you cant tell me toshi isn’t the biggest cuddler and softie in the world

geminis are people pleasers and just want to make others happy

and all might’s literal thing is smiling to comfort those in fear

toshi needs someone who is understanding of what he had gone through as a retired hero and the bearer of one for all

i would match toshi with an inquisitive aquarius

Keigo Takami- December 28; Capricorn

DADDY

ok but he is such a capricorn its not even funny

he’s a cocky know-it-all kind of capricorn

but he’s also a responsible and well mannered capricorn

capricorns are people who are willing to take on immense responsibilities

and hawks is literally the no. 2 hero so of course he’s got a lot of responsibilities

because he’s an earth sign, we wants to get the most out of what the world has to offer him

including fame and money

but hawk’s head strong and professional attitude is what comforts people and makes him such a great hero

he needs someone who would match his energy well

i would match keigo with a level-headed scorpio

VILLAINS

Dabi- January 18; Aquarius

FINALLY AN AQUARIUS

i have a deep love for this sign

dabi is an aquarius and it is so accurate

aquarius love to fight for a cause

in dabi’s eyes, the league of villains is the best cause he can support

and he’s at the front lines

they’re considered humanitarians,,and dabi is in his own “special way”

aquarius love a good conspiracy and mystery

and dabi is a total mystery

aquarius constantly have to be stimulated and doing something

otherwise their boredom can lead to reckless actions

they are also anti all emotions

this is why they seem so aloof, they don’t know how to confront their own feelings

i’d pair dabi up with someone who is willing to listen to him and hopefully allow him to open up

i would match dabi with a charming sagittarius

Tomura Shigaraki- April 4; Aries

now this is a stereotypical aries

aries is ruled by mars, which was named after aries

AKA THE GOD OF WAR??

like his literal goal is to destroy society,,

aries love to be in leadership roles

they’re also short-tempered

impulsive

and aggressive

how ever, his more “positive” traits such as determination and passion are also evident in his characteristics

they’re competitive people and tomura definitely is one

tomura would need to be with someone who is calm

i would match tomura with a patient leo

Kai Chisaki- Birthdate Unknown;NA

so kai’s sign is unknown

BUT

he still deserves a match up

besides his stance in villainy

kai as actually very well mannered and polite

but he doesn’t value human life and sees his as more important and pure than those who are “sick”

a lot of his characteristics would lead me to believe he is an unevolved sociopathic capricorn

outside of being a villain i would match kai with someone who was understanding and a good listener

i would match kai with a sympathetic pisces

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katsukikitten · 4 years

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Rouge 2

A/N PLEASE DO NOT CONTINUE ON IF MENTIONS OF SUICIDE CAN OR DO TRIGGER YOU. I WILL BE UNABLE TO PUT A READ MORE ON THIS FICTION FOR A WHILE.

"I'm thinking of ending things."

A thought that has nestled itself in the back of your mind. Often creeping back to the forefront of your thoughts. Especially when things start to go right.

You stare down at the street below, many stories up. The street a long twisting river of tar, cars dwarfed boats and people much more like ants than anything else.

You thighs burn, soles of your feet tingle, urging you to join the bustling traffic below.

L’Appel du Vide.

The wind is cold as it whips through your thin shirt, chilling you to the bone as late winter refuses to die this high up, while the trees below have since begun to bloom.

Balancing on one leg the other dangles like a rag doll over the edge.

But this won't answer the call of your "dream" and you should know.

You've "fallen" from higher.

Still taking a step *is* tempting.

"What the fuck are you doing?" The voice is dark, deadly and you do not need to turn around to know exactly who it belongs too.

At least not since you were denied your one true joy. He has been like a shadow lately all though much to his dismay.

Not even Bakugou Katsuki could deny an order that came from the director.

It did not help that it was also his old Idol.

You twirl as if dancing before jumping from the ledge to the roof of the building. The hot head stands with narrowed eyes, toned arms crossed over a chiseled chest. He notices that your eyes are dull. Dead. It causes his stomach to twist in aggravating knots but you will never know what you do to him.

He stands in tones of bleached grey. Your eyes flutter from how hard they roll, especially so when he puts on this act.

You note the color fading in his eyes and wonder how much longer until it is gone. Until your world is once again plunged into a haze.

"I've fallen from higher." You state as if that is a fact he cares about. A strong hand latches harshly onto your wrist, tightening his grip as he pulls you further from the edge and to the door.

"Director wants to see you." He bites out, yanking you closer to him, "Now."

You allow him to drag you down the stairs and along the hall until the two of you stand before his door.

"Come in." His voice calls through the oak, you turn the brass handle allowing yourself in.

"Ah, Y/N dear how are you feeling?" His leather chair is turned away from you, he is still seated as he rummages through a filing cabinet behind his desk.

Unmotivated, agitated, depressed.

Suicidal.

These are all the things you want to say.

"The usual." You say instead in a joyful tone, if anyone notices that it is forced neither party says anything.

"Y/N, take a seat. Young Bakugiu, you may go." The director says still looking for that obnoxiously aloof file. You look to the man behind you who's eyes narrow into slits before a door is slammed shut. You take your seat at the large desk.

Finally the director swings around in his large chair, he is dwarfed by its size when before he would have dwarfed the chair. He is no longer the muscular poster man that he was.

No he is thin, cheeks hollowed and grey eyes sunken. He coughs into a handkerchief that is staring to stain a deep shade of grey. You wonder if it hurt when he was hit hard enough to obliterate his innards. Well you knew it hurt, you were more curious as to how much.

And was the physical pain worse than the emotional toll that came with the fall from the highest point in hero history?

You would assume that it was not.

Still you stare Allmight down, this is how he always was for you, only occasionally would he puff into his picture perfect form.

But he could no longer. He places a file on the desk.

"Y/N, you've been doing so well on your paper work. But you're behind again. Starting with the rendition of the incident with yourself, Bakugou, Tomaru and a shady alley." He flips open the mineola folder sliding it towards you. Instantly you pick out Bakugou's unkempt yet more than legible hand writing.

How could you forget it especially since Sensei forced him to share his notes with you for the days you missed class.

You read over the beginning of his account, he showed up just in time. Tomaru's hand was almost fully wrapped around your bicep. One digit away from activating his quirk.

Eyes avert to anywhere but the report, you can no longer read about yet another failure. You gulp down your sadness but all it does is lump oddly in your throat.

"Its exactly as Bakugou states." This time you hold eye contact, giving a small reassuring smile that he clearly doesnt buy. He sighs, tapping at his book titled *"Being a great boss, for dummies"*

You grit your teeth, for a moment you wonder if he would fire you.

Well the bright side of that was at least you wouldn't have any more paper work to do.

"Yes, but Bakugou showed up much later. You were the first to respond. Had he really caught you off guard?" Suspicion almost laces in his tone and you make a meek, embarrassed look. Willing the blood to flush your cheeks.

"Ah yes he truly did. He was as quiet as a mouse." You say softly. He stares you down with intense eyes while you hold his gaze.

You really needed to bullshit Allmight. He was the last person you needed breathing down your neck. After a few long moments he sighs.

"Please get as much paper as you can done. Or if you can only do one report. Please make it this one." With that he slides you the file. You close it shut, holding onto it as you stand to leave.

"I'll do what I can."

Instead you find yourself with eyes crossed as you stare at the bleak monitor.

The report you're working on filled with pages and pages of sentences.

But none that pertain to the actual events you're supposed to be detailing.

*"I'm thinking of ending things."*

Repeats itself over and over and over filling the screen as if it were an award winning novel.

Currently you've run out of "inspiration" so here you sit.

Waiting for it to come back again as the cursor flashes, ticking away the seconds.

Time lost to you as minutes bleed into hours.

"Oi, Zombie." Bakugou taps roughly on your desk, eyes mostly grey with only flecks of red.

Lazily your gaze finds his, he finds the same look in your eyes as this afternoon earning him the same gut wrenching twist. He grits his teeth, fists clenched as he waits for you to come to life.

But you never do.

"I'm not staying too late." You half lie half tell the truth. You'll move when your body is ready that or when you can firmly grasp the concept of time again.

The grey monitor stares back at you as blankly as you stare at it. You press a few keys just to keep it from locking.

Bakugou studies you and your mountain of paperwork, you always some how end of getting out of it. He knows it's not from sheer laziness and he wonders if the Director knows just how bad off you are. So he takes pity and fills it out for you.

Your mind wanders further down the silent rabbit hole, thinking of nothing and everything at the same time. For a long enough time you think Bakugou has already gone so it's understandable when you almost jump out of your skin when he slams a popping palm against your desk. The fear comes and goes in a blink of an eye, his iris still only specs of red.

Better than everything being that sun bleached grey.

"Oi, I came in here because shit hair Kirishima is having a party tonight. He asked me to ask you." His voice is as gruff as ever yet you are unphased.

Another lazy stare is sent his way before you click a key on the keyboard once more. Silence stretches between the two of you, he lets out a low growl.

"Its his birthday so you have to go."

"But..." Your eyes flash to your calendar, APRIL in bold black letters stares back at you.

Had you really lost that much time? You were doing better this year, coping nicely, the world almost prismacolor yet something changed.

Snapped.

And for no apparent reason at all you were pulled by the undertow, gasping for air once more.

But seven whole months?

Maybe you hadn't been as well as you thought.

"Finish up whatever the hell it is you're doing because we need to leave, now." Bakugou snarls while you stare down at your lap.

"But I look like shit." You admit, black ripped jeans and a plain black shirt.

"You aren't fucking marrying the man, just seeing him at a party. Now. Get. Up." He leans closer to you, pushing harshly on the power button to smother your computer.

Your novel is lost to the computer God's and you're left staring at your own reflection.

God you really did look like shit. What with how harshly exhaustion and lack of sleep pulled at your once tight features. Eyes shadowed, lips in a perpetual frown.

You sigh as you stand, feeling far from wanting to socialize but it *had* been awhile since you had last seen him and since Bakugou said it was his birthday then really you had no other choice.

The air is cool with the promise of summer coming on the breeze, further sending your body into a confused frenzy.

But October could be warm when it wanted to be. Or so you remind yourself. Bakugou stalks ahead, as he normally does and has done since that incident in the alleyway.

He has a hard time letting you walk to the train station alone, especially at night. You watch as his black shirt and pants blend into the shadows, his grey hair sways in the wind reminding you of dying wheat in a field.

His hair flashes ash blonde for a moment before it returns to ashen grey. He glances over his shoulder to make sure you are still following him and when he decides be doesn't like your snail pace he shouts.

"Get your ass in gear we are already late!"

Although he stops, waiting for you before falling into your step.

Matching your snail's pace.

Before long the two of you are standing on the stoop to the Kirishima residence.

Bakugou looks down at you, he cannot tear his eyes away although he wants to. Dreading what comes next.

This was his least favorite part. He watches with close eyes as you take in a long deep breath that should end in a heavy, shaking sigh but instead it is as if a switch was flipped.

A mischievous smile plays on your lips, your eyes have some sparkle, your cheeks rosey.

It's as if you were *alive* and he loathes to know that you can fake that.

He loathes to know that not a soul can see how badly you're really hurting.

You open the door as soon as your facade sets in, shouting your arrival.

"Hellloooooo!!!" As if it is normal to pop into a home without being invited in. You seem to spy Kirishima quickly, pulling him into a tight hug.

"You wanted to see me?" You ask as you squeeze, his bones groan in protest. He furrows his brow and when he spies Bakugou glaring at the two of you from over the rim of a newfound cup he thinks he has put two and two together.

"Yea let's get you a drink!" Kirishima sing songs pulling you into the quiet kitchen. He pulls down various liquor to which you either approve or deny before he makes you a mixed drink.

"Why thank you, Birthday boy." You purr taking a sip, "Shouldn't I be making you a drink? I mean today *is* October 16th. It's crazy how quickly the year flew by."

Your stomach twists at the thought of another year gone, wasted.

You accomplished nothing. You never had and you never will.

But thankfully your worry does not show in your face or your voice.

This time Kirishima cannot keep his confusion hidden as he stares at you with dull grey eyes.

"Umm today isn't my birthday. It's not October."

"Dont be silly you must be drunk! Bakugou said this was your birthday party! I know I've neglected you all year." You laugh, a tinge of guilt pulls at your heart.

"No it's not that. How do I say this? Y/N, we're in the month of April. It's the 20th" He scratches the back of his head, "I threw this party for Bakugou."

#bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bnha x reader #bnha angst #katsuki angst #katsuki bakugo #katsukibakugou #katsuki bakugou #katsuki #bakugou katsuki

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codenamethebird · 4 years

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Chapter 257 Spoilers

So this chapter caused me a lot of emotions so here is me doing some babbling about it because wow this was a chapter. So first off here is some more fuel on the pile of the Bakugou is a previous OFA user pile. I mean not exactly but there is definitely a mystery building with those two shadowy ofa users and it is no coincidence that there are two users we conveniently do not know the quirk of. There is something going on here and honestly its probably my favorite mystery in the series (other than the traitor one, all the others have pretty obvious answers example dabi and the doctor, and its nice to have one I’m really not sure whats going to happen with it).

Ok so this is just some really interesting world building that makes a lot of sense. It also helps to keep Izuku from becoming too OP as well. AFO would steal and kill people with powerful quirks, and it works well with the theme in mha that even people with ‘weak’ quirks have the power to be great, they just need to work hard and be creative with what you can. Mha has always been a underdog story and this works just so well.

So I think that flash back panel is my favorite panel in the chapter, just... wow. You can really feel the desperation dripping off them as they pass on their powers almost it seems their dying breath. Also what I found most interesting about these panels is their hands. They are reaching out and grasping at the next users hand. Why does this imagery seem really familiar. Why that’s the entire emotional crux/symbol of the Deku/Kaachan mess. That hand that Bakugou wont take. Its an interesting parallel that might not be intentional but could very well be foreshadowing the Bakugou!OFA twist.

ok first off that Nana art is gorgeous, like wow. Also I am very interested in seeing how this quirk will play into the story going forward. Is it just to let Izuku literally fly around like superman, will it build into some sort of family relation reveal, will it mean something for Shigaraki, who knows. This chapter did a really good job of answering questions while also giving us knew ones and I am just so curious!

Ok so Izuku and Katsuki are adorable in this panel and I love them, also Dad Might is real.

Just ignore me I am crying over Izuku, how far he has come, and just ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. He is so happy and I love it. Also the fact that this might be future Izuku narrating just makes me so much more emotional. Him just recalling these days with such joy, warms my heart.

Ok this entire entire conversation broke me, especially if you contrast it with the scene going on inside, loud and warm, this one cold and quiet but still filled with hope and love. its just ooff my heart. I think what makes it better (or worse) is knowing what Aizawa is currently going through with Kurogiri/Shirakumo and how he likely feels inept and just... yeah I am leaving it here.

WHAT DOES IT MEAN!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I mean the doc has something to do with it but still. Its also so vague, are they dead, did they quite literally vanish like the Thanos snap. Are they all in some sort of meeting with the hero association. Did the hero association intentionally use their power to make sure no heroes are working this day for their nefarious plans. Is this one city, or all of Japan, THE WORLD. What does it mean “What in the world happened since then”. Is the next chapter starting with a flashback to lead up to this event? End of March is still pre-second year so it probably wasn’t much of a flash forward, also its April when its more cherry blossom season so its probably not Shigaraki yet but it might be? Or are we starting from this event where our kids have to deal with it? What about the teachers/All Might? Are they gone? WHATS HAPPENING!!!!!!

Anyways bonus panels I found funny

I can’t believe bald ofa user name is basically Banjo I’m dead. Of course that might be a translation thing but still. Also he is the 5th user which means the theory that BakuGO is the 5th user is dead but still that isn’t a great tragedy. The Bakugou/Fuyumi respect/Brotp is not what I ever saw coming but I love it. The group pic is just adorable and finally Tokoyami doesn’t care about your happy ruminating Izuku, he wants his Ponzu!

#bnha #bnha 257 #mha #bnha manga #bnha spoilers #bird's babblings

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vividlybnha · 5 years

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fighting a loosing battle

@krbkweek2k19 Day 1 (April 14)

Dance/Suits/Music

Warnings: Bakugou is a love sick idiot and Kirishima wins.

Word Count: 1995

Author’s Note: Not gonna lie, I got really carried away writing this. Was gonna end it before it hit 1k but here we are. I love these idiots too much for my heart to handle.

Bakugou doesn’t want to admit it but he’s lost. Totally and utterly lost. He knows when he can hear the chaotic sounds from behind the apartment door, the mixture of music and pots clanging together. But it’s not his fault that he lost. It’s not like Bakugou asked for another villain to show up right before he had to clock out. Yet nonetheless, the noise continues and Bakugou can feel the dread fill him. He can already hear the teasing.

Opening the door makes the pain in his palms tingle, the barely there burning of his skin and Bakugou can’t help but hiss. At least he’s home right? He doesn’t have to go all out on another villain or write another report, he gets to sit down and lay back.

When he opens the door Kirishima isn’t standing there, ready to get his reward for winning their race, which is suspicious because on the rare times that he does win he starts gloating as soon as the door creaks open. He sees the mess of his shoes pilled up against the side of the hallway, mud tracing the bottom. Yeah, Kirishima is definitely home. The music blares louder, soft lyrics smoothing into the sweet sounds of the piano (so different from the loud rock music).

Pulling off the sweaty T-shirt Bakugou can feel his muscles stretching and straining. A feeling he would have appreciated in his younger days, an acknowledgment that he did a good job with training but now it’s the telltale signs that the next few days he’ll have to go a bit easier if he wants to be able to sleep without the tingling pains. Pulling off his socks makes his thighs strain and all Bakugou wants is Kirishima’s arms wrapped around his waist, his fingers delving into his skin, massaging sweet kisses into neck welcoming him home. But that bastard still hasn’t greeted him yet.

He tries to keep quiet as he makes his way to the kitchen, fixated on scaring him as a form of revenge. Which is so funny to Bakugou that despite the fact that they are both pro heroes that fight incredibly dangerous villains that he will still squeak when Bakugou surprises him. He presses himself closer to the wall, grin pulling at his lips. Oh, this one is going to be good. Bakugou takes a quick turn with palms up ready for tickling but stops quickly upon seeing him.

The evening sun presses golden rays into the tiles of their floor, cascading it as an orange sea. It already makes the scene that of a romance movie and then he sees Kirishima. Hair lowly swaying across his shoulders, his sweetly scarred arms brought to his chest as he twirls in lazy circles across the kitchen floor. He looks so soft in the orange light, smiling and singing along to the music. He can see the food bubbling over, it’ll probably burn if they don’t get to it but Bakugou can’t bring himself to stop the scene from playing on. Kirishima dips into another twirl and he giggles. The idiot actually giggles, like something is funny and Bakugou can feel his heart breaking with it. He brushes the hair out of his eyes before dramatically posing to a quick strike of the guitar, one hand high in the air and the other bringing the spoon to his lips as he mouths the words. Bakugou can’t stop the chuckle at his idiot husband.

Kirishima, of course, as always screams and drops his spoon. Yet the heartfeltness of the scene doesn’t change. Bakugou smiles over Kiirishima’s incoherent yelling of “When did you get here?” and “How long have you been standing there?” and walks over to him following the gentle sways of the music.

“Hey to you to Idiot. You looked so cute dancing I couldn’t help but watch.” Bakugou slowly wraps his aching arms around Kirishima’s waist, ignoring the soreness in favor of the warmth of his skin. He presses impossibly close, attempting to steal his heat, lips pressing gently to Kirishima's neck. He kisses all the way up until he finds Kirishima’s lips again, which are already curled into their usual grin.

“You’re a jerk.” He dips closer for another kiss, soft and sweet. “And a loser, you didn’t think I’d forget did you?” Kirishima’s head dips back in a laugh and Bakugou has to pull his waist closer because he leans so far back he thinks he might fall. He doesn’t but recoils from his laughter and smushes Bakugou’s face in his hands. Bakugou grunts and glares at him.

“I don’t even know what I’m going to do with this win. What is my sweet oh sweet reward going to be?”

Bakugou pulls his face from Kirishima’s soft hands. Despite wanting to nuzzle closer. Kirishima’s hands despite the years of work as a pro hasn’t calloused like Bakugou’s, they are soft and warm and no matter how many times that Kirishima will touch him his hands are always welcomed and loved.

“Maybe it can be me saving dinner and not letting it burn?”

“Oh fuck.”

Kirishima pulls away from Bakugou and grabs another spoon from the cupboard, stirring the already burnt meal. Bakugou leans against the counter, cracking his knuckles against his jaw as he watches.

“I’m not hearing a thank you. I just saved our dinner.” He grumbles at when Kirishima pushes his face away from him and laughs, “Your not getting one. I may not make food like you can but if you had gotten home earlier then maybe it would be different. Be happy I didn’t order sushi.” So he’s gonna pull this card, as always. Bakugou ignores it this time in favor of wrapping around Kirishima from behind, nuzzling as close as he can.

“You’re clingy today.” It comes out more like a question than a statement and Bakugou leans just away enough so he isn’t muffled by Kirishima’s throat. “Missed you.” If he was younger he’d be burning with embarrassment, probably angrily signing those words off but he doesn’t because for the years they’ve been together its always the same feeling when he comes home. It’s always the same smile he comes home to. Yet he can feel the faint anger when Kirishima laughs though. It’s not funny, he misses him, he always does.

Kirishima’s helplessly soft fingers find their way to his cheek, holding him close while he kisses his cheeks.

Bakugou can’t help but love the times like this. Where he gets to hold Kirishima so close, smell the lavender in his shampoo, the dents of scares that line his skin. Bakugou can’t stop himself from pressing soft, knowing kisses into the manly scars.

“Love you.” He says it so softly he almost hopes that Kirishima doesn’t hear. That the words just softly drift in the air until they disappear but one of Kirishima’s hand grapples onto his and he’s smiling.

Kirishima clumsily places the top over the pot, moving it off the now gone fire and turns to face Bakugou. Usually, now he takes the chance to ramble on about his day, the stupid things he saw, his thoughts but today he doesn’t. Today he takes Bakugou’s hands in his and sways to the music.

He can still feel the faint straining of his muscles as he moves to the music, twirling in small circles to the piano chords. But he doesn’t stop, he doesn’t want to. He wants to hold Kirishima as close as he can and simply dance to the music. He can’t even remember the last time they danced together, under all the chaoticness of adult life they usually end up passed out on the bed endlessly mumbling over their days and sassily drawn out remarks.

Bakugou draws Kirishima closer with another step. This is the closest he will ever come to true peace, to true love and happiness. Right here in Kirishima's soft arms, his warm body pressed close to him as he whispers the lyrics to a song Bakugou doesn’t care to hear.

He wants to tell Kirishima all about his day. About how much he missed him between reports, how much he wanted to text him about the simple things. He wants to tell him just how much he loves it when he holds him so closely, how much he loves just being near him. But his words as always get caught in his throat and the only thing he can do is hold Kirishima's hand tighter. As tight as he can.

They stay there for an impossibly long time. So long that the orange sunbeams turn dark and the food goes cold. Kirishima is the one that finally pulls away, pulling Bakugou from his hazy half sleep state. Bakugou only allows him to because he knows they need sleep and food and they probably don’t need to stand in the kitchen for hours on end. Or at least that's what he tells himself because if it was up to him they’d never leave this moment.

Kirishima once again takes Bakugou’s face into his delicate hands and kisses him fully. Barely open lips pressing together. Bakugou can’t help his hands from roaming, pulling Kirishima’s shirt adjacent to him. Anything to have him closer, anything to just feel him there. He grunts angrily when Kirishima pulls away, leaning closer for more. Wanting to feel his lips litter his body with love.

“‘M hungry.” He says between kisses. Bakugou is too, he can feel his stomach grumble with the feeling. He keeps the thought of, ‘well I’m hungry for you’ well in the back of his brain.

“The foods probably cold by now.” It is, it most definitely is. With a grunt, Bakugou begins to pull the plates out of the cabinets and the utensils from the drawers. Kirishima gets out their drinks, still twirling to the music in the background. Bakugou doesn’t see when Kirishima changes it from the soft swirl of piano and guitar and small charms to the grumble of rock music. He can’t stop the grin that overtakes his face and turns to Kirishima.

“Thought you said you were hungry?” He can’t stop the tapping of his foot to the electric rift of the guitar. Kirishima just smiles brightly as always and Bakugou can’t help but feel hopelessly in love.

“I am, the music isn’t stopping anything.”

But it is. And Kirishima knows it is because as soon as the lyrics hit they are both banging their heads and screaming as loud as they can. Even with the knowing look of happiness they share, even with the small flutter of butterflies in Bakugou’s stomach he blushes and stomps his feet to the music.

They don’t get to dinner for a while. They stay in the kitchen, not dramatically swaying to the music like in those stupid romantic movies, like before but rocking as hard as they can, laughing and pulling each other’s strings.

And Bakugou for the life of him can’t figure out which one he loves more.

Then Kirishima turns, hair splayed across his face and laughs hard, he plays the fake guitar wonderfully. Bakugou almost wishes that he was a rockstar instead of a pro-hero because damn could he pull it off. Then he pulls Bakugou close, smashing their lips together with the sheer intensity of the song and leans back, screaming the lyrics. Bakugou feels bright and lovesick and stupid.

He can’t really lose when he is with Kirishima. He can’t just be quiet and himself and angry. He is more, so much more in Kirishima's soft, delicate, wonderful hands. He is everything he wanted to be and Kirishima’s somehow even more.

“I still haven’t gotten a reward yet, I think I might know what I want.”

And upon all the yelling in the music Bakugou hears him so clearly, “Hm?”

“I want you to kiss me.”

And Bakugou finds himself falling in love all over again.

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teresa60521-blog · 5 years

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chapter 4: aftermath

Uraraka was at a loss for what to do so she made an appointment with the clinic.

It was begrudgingly so, but after speaking with Recovery Girl she had no choice but to make one. The old nurse had no ultra sound equipment in the medical rooms, understandably so considering that this wasn’t a typical situation. Uraraka wanted to keep this under wraps for as long as possible and did not want to get the school involved, knowing it would most likely be a mess if she did. Uraraka hadn’t the slightest clue what she was going to do with this baby yet but she wanted to make sure it was healthy and find out proper precautions to make sure that it remained healthy. Uraraka wasn’t a monster, not even to a tiny bundle of cells.

Uraraka spent the entire train ride that Sunday morning googling information about pregnancy on her flip phone. Half of what she found was articles about complications which was enough to send her into a mild panic attack so she opted for staring out the window for the remainder of the train ride. Her friends came to mind and how they were probably wondering where she was and what she was up to. That morning she had successfully evaded Iida and Midoriya and Tsuyu but the longer she avoided them, the more suspicious it would become. Tsuyu especially was extremely perceptive and would catch on quickly and Uraraka didn’t feel like being called out in front of the class like the girl usually liked to do. Uraraka couldn’t blame her, it was part of her blunt nature, she just didn’t want to be on the other side of that,

The train came into the station quickly and it wasn’t hard to find the clinic; it was only about two blocks away and an easy walk. Each step was agonizing and her heart continued to speed up, slamming against her ribs, looking for an escape route.

The scent of lavender hit her nose when she stepped into the lobby and it was so overpowering that she was almost knocked back. The walls around her were painted a light purple with floor tiles to match, the desk a turquoise color as she stepped up to it to give her information. Predictably, there was paperwork to be filled out and it gave her a chance to ignore her rapidly buzzing phone.

Once she was finished she found she had multiple messages from Bakugou but only one caught her eye:

Katsuki

>> where are you. Deku and glasses are buggin out nd its annoying as shit

Uraraka smiled softly, she couldn’t help herself. Even through the phone Bakugou was so Bakugou and there were times when she questioned her attraction to him. He was so vulgar (this not being the most prime example but still slightly so) and Uraraka herself was sweet. Maybe the phrase opposites attract came to mind and she giddily typed out a simple response.

<< im at the doctors, be back later!

With her phone now shut, she perked up when she heard her name being called by a cute nurse wearing rose pink scrubs. She was scanning the waiting room to put a name to a face and Uraraka quickly stood up, offering a shy smile when she walked over to the woman.The nurse only beamed at her and if she was shocked to see how young Uraraka was, she didn’t show it, only took her into one of the rooms and shut the door.

“I’m going to check your heartbeat and your blood pressure, okay?” The nurse’s voice held a mellifluous tone in it and Uraraka found comfort in the kindness of it. Uraraka agreed, not that she had much choice, and allowed the nurse to get done with the procedure. Then she was left alone in the small room with beeping monitors that reminded her more of a hospital than a clinic.

Alone with her thoughts, Uraraka tried to distract herself with the decorations on the wall instead of the mullings of her mind. The voice in her head was not very kind, telling her to leave and telling her that this wasn’t a mistake. Uraraka kind of wished that she had brought Bakugou with her to quell the frantic anxiety-induced beating of her heart. Bakugou was always enough to make her take a step back and look at things with a new, much stronger perspective. She never wanted to be one of those girls who relied on their significant others for things but Bakugou did more to build her up than put her down.

“Uraraka Ochako?” A young woman who couldn’t have been older than thirty-five entered the room, reading over Uraraka’s files as she did so. Then she lifted her head, lavender colored hair swishing around a heart shaped face, tickling her chin. Her eyes were almond shaped and irises matched her long locks. Everything about the office made more sense now, the colors and the smells that had assaulted Uraraka when she first walked in.

“Ah yes.” Uraraka weakly smiled and the woman gave her a bright smile back.

“Nice to meet you, Uraraka-chan. I’m Dr. Fujiwara.” Uraraka took the extended hand for a loose shake and examined the long nails on Dr. Fujiwara’s hands. They were painted a lavender colored and Uraraka enjoyed the dedication to the color. “It says here that you’re only sixteen years old, is that so?”

“Um, yes.”

“Do your parents know you’re here?”

Uraraka bit her lip and shook her head.

“I’m not really allowed to conduct these types of things without parental consent, since you would need that..” Dr. Fujiwara explained and looked at Uraraka sympathetically. “And letting it slide would be against my better judgement.”

“I understand, ma’am.” Uraraka said softly and looked at her through thick lashes. “But I just want to know if this baby is healthy or not, and how long… how long I’ve been pregnant. I won’t come back after this, I promise, but I already had my blood pressure and everything taken. Just please… please make an exception this once.”

Dr. Fujiwara smiled again, extremely kind, and Uraraka felt her heart break. “Uraraka-chan.”

“Please. I really promise I won’t come back unless it’s with parental consent.”

Dr. Fujiwara sighed and rolled her chair over to the machines. “I guess since you’re already here I can make an exception. You need to keep your promise though. I of course want to help as much as I can but since you’re still technically a minor this is the best I can do. I don’t usually get patients as young as yourself so I’m sure it would fly under the radar if I gave you an ultrasound without your parents knowing.”

Uraraka expelled a breath with relief. “Thank you so much.”

Dr. Fujiwara instructed Uraraka to lie back and push her shirt up to reveal her stomach. The chair she was lying on was slightly uncomfortable, the leathery material sticking to her skin when she pressed her bare arms to it. Everything about the current situation was awkward and again, Uraraka wished for it to be over. Or that she never came in the first place.

“All right now this is going to be a little cold, just to warn you…” Dr. Fujiwara said as she spread the gel over her stomach. Uraraka hissed and bit her lip as it coated her stomach. Then she began to rub the wand over her stomach, rubbing the gel into her skin, Uraraka watching in aw as an image of her womb appeared on screen. Normally it would be clear but lined at the bottom was a small circular… thing that was, without a doubt, her child. Her and Bakugou’s child. Uraraka couldn’t help but tear up because it was really, truly real.

“Is that…?” Uraraka’s voice was barely above a whisper.

Dr. Fujiwara’s voice was cheerful. “That’s your baby! It’s only about the size of a raspberry right now but it looks like you’re about nine weeks along, Uraraka-chan.”

“Nine weeks?” Uraraka repeated, counting back that many weeks. That would have been April… the end of April.

Uraraka’s hands flew to her mouth as she recalled Bakugou’s birthday, how she had worn a special outfit just for him to tear it off and shove her down on the sheets, appearing above her. She remembered Bakugou’s lips trailing over every expanse of skin that he could find and how she had clung to him when he sunk into her.

Bakugou’s birthday. She couldn’t remember if they had used a condom or not. Surely, they must’ve but even if they did it was clear it was defunct as she was staring at a small bundle inside of her.

Dr. Fujiwara calculated her due date to be January twenty-fourth. She continued to move the wand around Uraraka’s stomach as she spoke, “You’re almost to the second trimester and looks like everything is okay.” She offered a gentle smile as she asked Uraraka if she wanted a copy of the ultrasound. Uraraka wasn’t going to say no and when it was handed to her, there was nothing else she could do but stared. The gel was starting to harden on her stomach, grossing her out so she wiped it off and thanked the doctor.

“I really appreciate all of this.” Uraraka said again and Dr. Fujiwara waved her hand.

“Just remember to keep our promise.”

“Yes ma’am.” Uraraka bid her farewell with a bow and made her way back to the train station, making sure that she kept the sonogram well hidden in her bag despite wanting to look at it. Teen pregnancy wasn’t very common in Japan (or given positive exposure) and now that Uraraka was pregnant she had to start thinking about her options.

An abortion still didn’t sit right, souring her mouth. Adoption was a likely route too and if she chose that option she wanted to make sure that her child went to a good home. Then again, the idea that she wouldn’t be able to see a person that she carried in her womb for nine months didn’t sit well with her either. There was no logical way for her to to support a child either, her being sixteen and all, but she wanted to make it work.

Then there was how Bakugou would react again. He was so unpredictable that Uraraka still had no clue what he would do or say. She knew she would have to keep it under wraps as long as possible but with how fast the summer break was approaching (surprisingly they didn’t have some sort of deathly training camp waiting for them this time around, since the last one proved to be disastrous), she knew it was unavoidable. Over the summer she would start showing and by the time of the second term….

She would be five months with a noticeable bump. Considering that her class what at the top of the school, she wouldn’t be able to pass it off as weight gain. Especially since she always trained so hard and stayed on the regiment that Gunhead had given her during her internship the previous year. Everything was a mess and she was unable to come up with a good game plan in the thirty minute train ride. In fact, she thought so hard that she almost missed her stop.

When she got back to the dorms there were a few of her classmates scattered around the common room, Bakugou being one of them. He lifted his eyes off of his phone for a moment, looking directly at her with blank crimson irises before going back to scrolling. Uraraka wanted to offer a smile but instead she turned into the kitchen, almost colliding with Midoriya.

“Ah, I’m so sorry Deku-kun!” Uraraka frantically waved her arms, scanning her friend to see if he was hurt only to see that he was doing the same to her.

“Oh, n-no it’s okay I just I-I didn’t see you there!” Midoriya said rapidly. “Where were you this morning?”

Uraraka laughed sheepishly and rubbed the back of her head. “I went to go see a doctor! Turns out it was just some weird cold but I’m feeling a lot better now!” Uraraka couldn’t remember a time in her life when she had told this many lies. Not even as a child had she fibbed this much. She justified it by telling herself that she was protecting Bakugou and a nameless third party that wouldn’t be able to be hidden for much longer.

“Well, I’m glad you went to see a doctor! I would have been happy to go with you though, so you wouldn’t have to have gone alone…” Midoriya started mumbling and behind her there was a sudden flurry of motion. Uraraka turned just in time to see Bakugou stomping up the stairs, fists shoved into his pockets.

“Oh, that’s alright.” Uraraka smiled and opened the fridge. “I am starving though, did anybody make food?”

“Yeah!” Midoriya started explaining that Yaomomo had made some large, luxurious breakfast with the help of Bakugou. It was no secret anymore that Bakugou could cook and he was damn good at it. He was the designated cook in the dorm whether he liked it or not and Uraraka made enough requests to make it seem like he was her personal chef when he was actually just being a good boyfriend. People (namely, the self proclaimed “Bakusquad”) teased him about it but Bakugou could handle it.

After breakfast Uraraka climbed the stairs, telling Midoriya she was going to lay down when in reality she was going to see Bakugou. It was close enough as she would probably end up laying in Bakugou’s bed anyway, whether they be doing something scandalous or innocent. She knocked three times on his door, glancing around to make sure nobody else was in the hallway. The door swung open and a rough palm grabbed her wrist, tugging her into the room.

“How come you didn’t tell me you were going before you left?” Bakugou immediately questioned, pinning her to the door.

Uraraka shrugged. “Would you have come with me? Wouldn’t that be suspicious?”

Bakugou snarled and let go of her, lifting her hands soon after and kissing her knuckles. “Sorry.”

Uraraka blushed. She hated when Bakugou did small acts of kindness because it was so un- Bakugou that it was disturbing. She squeezed his fingers with her own. “It’s okay.”

“What did the doctor say?” Bakugou huffed as he let go and sat on his bed, crossing his arms over his chest. Bakugou’s room was plain; she was the only one in her class who had seen it despite having lived with each other close to a year now. His sheets were black and he had some American band posters hung up on the walls along with Japanese bands. Behind some books on his bookshelf above his bed there were some poorly hidden All Might figurines. Uraraka had pointed them at once and had been promptly banned from the room. Only for a day though, Bakugou just couldn’t keep her away.

“It’s just some weird cold, Katsuki.” She sat beside him and dropped her bag to the floor. For a split second she forgot about the sonogram and hoped the picture was concealed enough so that it wasn’t visible on top of her bag. Bakugou was a typical boy, however, and he wouldn’t go through her bag even if he wanted to. One sighting of a pad or tampon and he was acting like it was some vicious poison.

“Did you get meds or anything?” Bakugou asked.

Uraraka shook her head. Now that she thought about it, she had no idea if prenatal vitamins were over the counter or not. Heck.

“I’ll be fine, Katsuki. I’m feeling a lot better already.”

“Does that mean I can kiss you again?” Bakugou wasn’t looking at her as he asked and Uraraka giggled.

“Yes, ya big cheese ball.”

“Oi, I hate that shitty nickname.”

Uraraka kept giggling and tugged on his hand, pulling him closer to her. She pressed their lips together, once, twice, three times before he placed a hand on her waist, keeping her in place. It was soft, unlike him, until he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth. Uraraka sighed and gripped his arms, the muscles twitching beneath her hand. She loved feeling the muscles ripple in his arms or his abdomen whenever Bakugou got particularly turned on or too into something.

Soon Uraraka found herself in his lap, then on top of him as she pressed him into the mattress, their lips bruising against each other, all worries melting away with a little press of tongue.

#bakugou x uraraka

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kuraiamore · 7 years

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Much love and thanks to both of you for thinking of me!<3

There was a bit of overlap with the questions between these two tag games, so I thought I’d combine them into a single post for efficiency and what not. Cause of that, this got a bit long, so I’m gonna put it under a cut :) Feel free to click in if you’re curious, otherwise, have a good day and happy scrolling!

Name: Lisa Nickname: y’know, I don’t think I’ve ever had a nickname before Zodiac sign: scorpio Height: 158cm Orientation: pan-bi/demi--or something like that *throws rainbow sparkles* Favourite fruit: peaches! 🍑 Favourite season: autumn, especially the first half of autumn when the leaves are beginning to turn red/orange/gold but the warmth of summer still lingers in the air during the day but the evenings have a slight chill, meaning you get to wear LAYERS so autumn fashion is on point *finger guns* Favourite book series: *tries to remember the last book series I read* ... ERROR: NO RESULTS FOUND ... If we’re talking fanfic though, History Has Its Eyes On You by tasalmalin, is one of the most riveting Hatake Kakashi-centric fics I have ever read. It’s a five part series from the Naruto fandom and features time travel and themes of tragedy, depression and despair, healing and strength of spirit, and love and family that just absolutely blew my mind away. highly, highly recommended. Favourite flower: I love the smell of roses, have a sentimental attachment to pink lilies, and am drawn to the symbolic dualism of sakura blossoms, so probably one of those xD Favourite scent: I love really dark, heady scents; think smoke, spice, cedar, sherry, muscat, and fields of flowers on sultry summer days. Favourite colour: I toss up between a soothing dark blue and a sexy dark red, depending on my mood. Favourite animals: I don’t really have a favourite animal, but I do love the feeling of grandeur, grace and strength I get when I see creatures like wolves and panthers and tigers. Lucky number: Don’t really have a lucky number, but I am partial to the number 18 for completely arbitrary reasons. Last thing I googled: “gintama dancer au” -- those 7 hours I spent searching for that artwork was totally worth it if only for the feeling of achievement I felt when I finally found it. yes, I am that stubborn. Coffee/tea/cocoa: COFFEE (oh, my Melburnian heart). I enjoy tea too, and sometimes get cravings for hot chocolate until I start drinking and regret it xD Matcha lattes are also amazing<3 If anyone’s curious, my go-to coffee is a flat white. Average sleep hours: umm. okay, so sometimes I’ll go for two days without sleep, but then I’ll make up for it by crashing and sleeping 17hrs in one day, and on my nothing days, I like to curl up in bed and drift in and out of sleep and lose all sense of time, but I also struggle with mild insomnia every so often and my circadian rhythm is completely out of whack so if you leave me alone without responsibilities for a week, I’ll start going to sleep later and later until I’m falling asleep around 8-9am and waking up around 4-5pm, so I guess maybe 8-9hrs of sleep on average?? 8D Cat or dog person: hmm, I want to say both because they are both adorable, but I am very much a cat myself, so I suppose I’ll have to go with cat xD Favourite fictional characters: Ahem. Katsura Kotarou, Sakata Gintoki, Kamui, Kagura, Abuto, Hatake Kakashi, Yamanaka Ino, Yurie/Miyokichi, Bon/Kikuhiko/Yakumo VIII, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Uraraka Ochaco, Aizawa Shouta. Number of blankets: usually just one if I can help it cause I like to roll around a lot while waiting to fall asleep, but two if it’s winter and I am cold (I do not like to be cold D; ) Dream trip: oooh, so I have three dream trips: one is for the super hedonistic side of me where I want to spend all my time chilling back naked on super fluffy 1000 thread cotton sheets, lounging around in hot water in perfectly sized bathtubs with a bottle of wine and a platter of sweets and fruit, going out for spa massages, dressing up in heels and evening dresses and dining in 5 star restaurants etc etc.; one is for the soft, sleepy side of me that wants to run away to a mountain or countryside village or town with beautiful day hike trails leading to a picturesque lake or waterfall, and hot springs or lush forests, and every morning I’d be greeted by the sound of birdsong and this is basically my dream writing/relaxation trip because it’s just me and my mind and this beautiful dreamlike world floating around me; and finally, a trip with my friends in some fast-paced, crazy city where we get to run around and get lost in the maze of sprawling streets, and pool together all our loose change to share a bite of something delicious from food stalls/cafés, and sing out of tune together whilst careening down the new and unknown and basically just get to run around laughing with each other and discovering things with each other and going on an adventure together! :D What are you wearing right now: ...nothing. Blog created: I created this blog back in 2016 at my friend’s urging, but didn’t start actively using it until April 2017 when my Gintama feels simply could not be contained and I had to do SOMETHING lest I melted into little more than an incoherent pile of feelings. Number of followers: 29, which I’m super surprised at considering how little I post/reblog stuff, but makes me nevertheless happy ^___^ What do you post: well, if we’re talking actual posts, not much, mostly for lack of time and energy (which makes me both really sad and angry, because urgh, I want to write, dammit!). At the moment, it’s mostly fic for ginzura and madakaka, very occasionally my poetry, and lately random thoughts that pop into my head because why not. I do want to write for other pairings in the Gintama and Naruto fandoms at some point though, as well as some gen and character exploration fics. Why did you choose your url: omg this is so embarrassing. “kuraiamore” was the username 13 yr old me came up following a tiny dip into the 2000s emo/goth scene, combining the two languages that I was learning at the time and directly translates to “dark love” (uncreative, I know). I mostly used the name for junk accounts and whatnot, so when I sat down to make a tumblr account without any real intention of using it, I pretty much just typed it in without too much thinking. Now I’m wondering if I should change my tumblr url to match my AO3 username to make it easier for people to find me, but eh, thought for another day.

And that’s pretty much me! Thank you for reading!

Since I don’t have many followers, and I’m not sure how many would enjoy doing something like this, I’m going to say that if you’ve read all the way to the end, consider yourself tagged by me! Feel free to do whichever and however many questions you feel like :) Have a good day!

#tag game #a little piece of me #lol is any of this interesting at all?

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unoutan · 7 years

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New Bakudeku storyyyy! I’m was so hyped writing this and it got a life of its own now. lol This was made from me taking a break from my current stories for the BNHA fandom on A03. Enjoy! -Unoutan

Summary: Stressed out Bakugou Katsuki, single father and professional hero, learns how to deal with having Deku back in his everyday life so suddenly, while Midoriya Izuku, daycare teacher of Kokoroiya Daycare (We accept all families! Ages 5 and under!), learns how to deal with Kacchan all over again...along with his two kids!!

A Bakudeku kid-fic, fix-it fic romantic comedy with a crap ton of drama, smut and more drama.

Tags: Daycare Teacher!Midoriya, Daycare Teacher!Shinsou, Papa Bakugou Katsuki, Platonic Soulmates Shinsou & Midoriya & Hatsune, All Might is okay and not hurt, Fix-It of Sorts, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Bakugou Katsuki is Sexually Frustrated and Doesn't Know It, BAMF Midoriya Izuku, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Adorable Midoriya Izuku, Fluff and Smut, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Canon Universe, Power Bottom Deku, Porn With Plot, Slow Burn, Kid Fic

Mini Excerpt Chapter 1:

It all started when Bakugou Katsuki said this one simple thing to himself aloud. “Goddamn it, I still need to find a daycare for my kid.”

All Might instantly turned towards Katsuki, putting a hand up to a random rude reporter asking him about unimportant rumors than about the current situation getting resolved, and appeared right next to Katsuki like a salesman ready with a pitch. “I know this area like the back of my hand! The best daycare is actually nearby UA High, so it’s convenient for us both! I know a few heroes that have their kids there actually, so it’s a trustworthy place for many, including myself. It’s called Kokoroiya Daycare and you should check it out, Bakugou my boy.”

Bakugou Katsuki, official pro hero for four years, soon to be five, has officially moved to the center city to be close to his work at UA High and all the main hero firms. He is also a single dad with two sons. His eldest son being age five and his youngest age four.

And single, Professional Hero dads with kids are busy as fuck compared to other heroes.

Katsuki managed to get his five year old in on time at one daycare that had an opening. The waitlists for daycare centers are killer. But for his four year old, it slipped Bakugou’s mind to find place for him too; tunnel vision on one kid and realizing too late that he needed another spot too. A lapse in intelligence, a moment of stupidity, a daze of overworked single hero dad problems are the reasons Bakugou Katsuki came up with for fucking that up.

To his extreme distaste, he would probably have to pull some stings for getting his four year old into a daycare now. He knows that he is wayyy past late on the daycare applications since it’s already halfway of July…and daycare applications were due October last year for the start in April of this year!

BUT SHIT HAPPENS. BAKUGOU KATSUKI IS A PRO HERO AND HAS BEEN BUSY OKAY…doing hero shit, making sure people don’t die and shit, so that’s why he’s late. And…some crap has been going on with his youngest too and said son can’t concentrate, therefore neither can Katsuki!

The explosive hero has too much on his plate both professionally and personally…

So, the fact that the number one hero All Might easily did all the leg work for him, saved him a few hours of sleep tonight just by simply suggesting a daycare he knows and trusts, Katsuki was thankful. Very thankful…and tired, very tired.

Kokoroiya Daycare, personally recommended by All Might it is then!

He didn’t want to admit that All Might helped him though, so Katsuki only grunted at the hero, “I’m not your boy anymore, All Might. I’m 25 already.”

“Oh Bakugou, you’ll always be my boy! Ever since you’ve been my student at UA, even if you’ve graduated, become a top hero alongside us pros and have become an old man saying get off my lawn to poor kids minding their own business, you’ll always be my boy.”

Bakugou’s eye twitched at the old man reference All Might said about him and covered his eyes with his gloved hand, letting out a big sigh filled with all the annoyance in the world.

And then some random fucking jerk tried to talk to him.

“Explodinator, do you have anything to add? Any details about the villains you and All Might apprehend-“

“No fucking comment.” Bakugou turned his back to them and walked away to sit on the street curb behind the police tape. All Might laughed at his actions and turned back to addressing the rowdy paparazzi like the number one hero he is.

The rescue specialist Backdraft is already putting out the flames and the Villains are shoved into armored vehicles, so Bakugou Katsuki wanted to just rip off his mask, strip, throw on his pajamas and sleep on the cement ground. He would if he could, but he doesn’t have his pajamas and unfortunately it’s only 4pm. And he’s not a stripper…no matter what hot cold dork said he did during the last time they went out eating and drinking with the floating round face.

He wants to collapse on his bed and pretend he doesn’t have to adult, but he still has to call this Kokoroiya Daycare before dinner tonight and do things like talk with people. Shit. Hell, Katsuki will just get a random, available hero secretary representative to do it for him.

And damn it, his youngest brat better not have burned down the babysitter’s house this time. He still doesn’t know how his youngest did that and it was something he expected the older to do, not the younger.

Life is full of surprises…like surprise explosions and fires. No one died.

The previous babysitter was a little shit, but Katsuki didn’t deserve to pay the damages and cover up, so that he won’t get sued. He has money…it’s not that he’s struggling, not that he’s swimming in it either, but the shushing cost still hurt his wallet.

On the bright side, the papers did not get wind of his kid exploding someone’s home.

His mother handled all the legal trouble like the badass lawyer she is and now, Katsuki owes his mother a dinner visit to see his new home. She demanded from him to make this a play-date get together for his kids with her, his father, and the eight-year-old child of Aunt Inko together with the new husband, which Katsuki has never met.

Katsuki has not met the two new Midoriya family additions, but that’s not what worries him most.

He doesn’t want to do this, but he has his hands tied with owing his mother from bailing him out of shit. It will probably be awkward too, very awkward since goddamn Deku will likely be there too, to be with his mother, half-baby brother and step-father.

That is what worries Bakugou Katsuki the most: Goddamn Deku.

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vividlybnha · 5 years

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fearing an answer

@krbkweek2k19 (Day 4) April 17th Bakusquad / Support / Cultural Festival

Warning: Gay and anxious Kirishima!

Word Count: 1760

Author’s Note: I may be getting a terrible case of the writers blog because I had literally no idea what to do for this one! I have no idea what is happening to me. But anyway here is some sweet kiri baku mixed with a little bit of sero and todoroki! Plus I may be a little late but its 12:05 so....I tried okay.

Kirishima can feel the beat of the music through his skin, the thrum of the guitar and drums through the loudspeakers. Everything is so bright and loud and perfect, Kirishima can’t help but smile.

From his place near the top of the auditorium, Kirishima can see the hundreds of kids or at least that's what it looks like. He can hear their screaming and cheers as the band winds down. Everything looks so perfect, so amazing. All their hard work has paid off. Kirishima wipes the sweat off his brow, huffing out another breath.

He looks down onto the stage, toward the band, though they all look so amazing down there he only has his eyes on one person. He can almost hear Bakugou’s yelling from here as he slams the drumsticks onto the drums, playing as hard as he can. He looks beautiful down there. Sero nudges him with his shoulder, smirk as always on his lips.

“He may not be able to see you from up here but that doesn’t mean that we can’t.”

Kirishima can already feel the red pooling in his cheeks, “What do you mean?”

Todoroki lays on the railing, eyes on the crowd, “You’ve been looking at Bakugou this entire time, even I noticed.”

“No, I haven’t!” It’s not manly to lie but the words are falling from his mouth before he can stop himself. Todoroki and Sero give him a knowing look. They all know how he is lying through his teeth.

“Okay! So what about it?” He drops his head to roll on his shoulder, not being able to look at the two. “Maybe I just like the show okay?”

Todoroki scoffs, a sound Kirishima has barely heard, “Maybe but not when you're looking like a middle school boy seeing a girl for the first time.”

“Yeah! And you always have that look in your eyes!”

He should just leave right now, maybe just say he has to use the bathroom or get a headstart on the cleaning. But he knows they are right, as always.

It’s been like that since they started this whole thing. Since he first stood up here and stared into the abyss of the floor, since the band started playing. He always found himself looking back at Bakugou. But that wasn’t his fault! He just looked really nice drumming, putting all his passion into it, screaming his heart out. He just looked so manly down there. Kirishima almost wished that he was there with him. He didn’t exactly get the chance to see him while he played but he could imagine.

“I have no idea what you're talking about.”

It was another lie, another bald-faced lie. And he knew it, Todoroki knew it, Sero knew it, hell maybe everyone in the room knew it.

“Okay, so maybe if it's true! He just...He looks so manly down there. He is so passionate, so amazing, so-”

“God, your so gay.”

Kirishima snapped his head toward them. He couldn’t tell who said it but he knew his face was burning. He would probably lie again, say that nothing he thought about Bakugou was gay but he couldn’t.

“He’s hot okay!”

It was the only logical thing to say, that was the only thing on his mind so why not just come out and say it. Sero and Todoroki laughed. Kirishima couldn’t help but feel hot, cheeks burning red (like the room wasn’t hot enough).

“Your pining so hard dude, just like go up to him afterward and ask him out of something!” Sero gave him a hopeful smile, nudging him with his large elbow. Maybe he should. He’d spent this long watching him from up here. He had to be manly, right? He had to take a chance.

“I’m sorry, do you know Bakugou?” Todoroki’s words were ice cold.

And there went any thought he had of Bakugou saying yes.

He heard Sero and Todoroki bicker, Sero claiming that Bakugou wasn’t like that and Todorki saying that's all he was. Kirishima found himself falling out of the conversation and looking back towards the stage. The last song was over, no more music played, all that could be heard now was the sound of cheering and people going to leave. It was faint but Kirishima knew it was there, even if he was all the way up here. Bakugou was smiling.

“If you really do like him though, why not just tell him. Bakugou may be a brash person sometimes but he is different with you. Maybe that means something.” Todoroki meant it, despite the cold look in his eyes, his lips lifted to a soft reassuring smile.

Maybe he should go for it.

The place was trashed. There was litter and glitter everywhere, coating the walls and floors. Kirishima found himself inwardly groaning. He wouldn’t be able to go out and see the rest of the festival with this mess.

“Alright, guys!” Iida called for attention at the edge of the stage, looking very exhausted, “Once we clean this mess up we will be able to join the rest of the activities but until then we still have a job to do!” His hands sliced through the air as he spoke.

“There are wheelbarrows for the ice and trash bags for the garbage up here!”

Kirishima let his head roll on his shoulders, groaning again. Why couldn’t they just pick up later? Why cou-

“Hey, Shitty Hair! Help me with this ice.”

Kirishima could already feel his heart beating in his chest, his face growing warm. Damn those two, he wouldn’t be like this if they hadn’t said anything.

“U-uh yeah, sure!” He cursed himself for stuttering before jogging over to see a large chunk of ice on the floor. “What do you want me to do?”

“Use your quirk idiot.”

Kirishima hardened his hand, before looking over to Bakugou.

“You did great out there. Guess all that practice really worked, huh?”

Bakugou scoffed, “I didn’t need any practice.”

Kirishima brought his fist down onto the cold ice, shattering it. “Sure you didn’t. Hey! Why aren’t you doing this? You have a quirk to!”

Bakugou glared at him, “Iida got mad at me and said I was going to make the ice melt which means we’d have to mop up.”

Kirishima bent down to the smaller pieces of ice, Bakugou following suit and began to pile them into the wheelbarrow. It wasn’t an awkward silence that followed but it wasn’t comforting. Kirishima could see Bakugou’s eyebrows furrow together mixed the usual scowl on his face but he said nothing. He wanted to say something though, anything but his words caught in his throat and he could only watch on as they cleaned.

Kirishima could feel the soft ache in his back from having to bend down to pick up countless pieces of ice and trash. Was this what being old was like? Bakugou, however, showed no signs of pain, leaning casually against a pillar.

“Fellow classmates! You all have done a good job here! You may now go out and do as you please!”

There were many cheers that followed but Kirishima’s wasn’t one of them. He could feel the anxiety bubbling in his stomach, churning and turning. Should he ask Bakugou now? Or should he just wait for later? Should he even ask at all?

Following the flow of his classmates, he walked into the open space outside the auditorium. The bright sun a big contrast compared to the darkness inside. Kirishima had to squint until he saw a figure approach him.

“You ask him yet?”

Kirishima moved away, almost running to someone else. Anything to avoid talking about this. Sero quickly tapped him back to his side.

“First of all how did you think you could run away from me? And secondly, why not?”

Kirishima pulled the sticky tape from off his arms, “I don’t know if I can do it. I don’t even know if he likes me.” He could feel the cold grasps of doubt holding him.

Sero pushed him, “He literally is only nice to you.”

“No, he isn’t! He treats you guys nice!...Sometimes.”

Sero just sighed, “He likes you okay, what more do you need? Do you want me to get Mina to get someone with actual experience?”

“No!” Kirishima could only imagine the mess that Mina would make out of this.

“Then go! Now is the time!” Sero nudged him again with his elbows.

“What are you some romance expert?” Kirishima questioned, shoving Sero away from him.

“I may not be but I know an opportunity when I see it!” Sero looked at him, a meaningful glare in his eyes. “I’m not gonna force you okay but I’m just saying-” He pointed over to Bakugou who was leaning back on a bench. “-He looks like he could use some company.” Sero brought his hand down to his shoulder. “All I’m saying is, you got this.”

Kirishima could feel the doubt fill him, gripping him. Then he felt Sero’s fingers clutch at his shoulder, a reassuring touch. He is a man, he should go out there and take the chance right?

“Okay, fine.”

Sero smiled, the same large smile he always had. “Wish you luck!”

Kirishima nodded and trekked over to Bakugou, anxiety tingling in his fingers. He had this, right? He could talk to his best friend without looking like a dumbass! Bakugou opened one eye upon seeing him, eyebrow raised in suspicion.

“What do you want Shitty Hair?” His voice was rougher than usual, probably due to his screaming during the festival. Kirishima let out a deep breath and meet Bakugou’s stare.

“Wanna go look at some games? I heard they have a few-”

“Yeah, sure. Whatever.” Despite how cool Bakugou tried to look, his face snapped to the side, shoulders rolled back he still answered far to quickly. To unlike Bakugou to be not be noticed. Kirishima didn’t bother to hide his laugh.

“So where do you wanna go first?”

Bakugou turned back to him, hands stuffed in his pockets. “I don’t care. We can do whatever.” There wasn’t an edge to his voice or a pop of his explosions. It sounded the calmest Bakugou had ever been.

Kirishima found himself wanting to say something about it, maybe an off-handed compliment or just a casual mention but he found himself speechless.

“Sure, okay.”

The crowd was thick and loud but Kirishima stayed near Bakugou, pulling him to game after game. Kirishima didn’t notice but Bakugou enjoyed the entire time.

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vividlybnha · 5 years

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falling in the morning light

@krbkweek2k19 (Day 4) April 18 High School/ Soulmate AU

Warning: Panic attacks, angst, crying, choking, nightmares and PTSD

Word Count: 803

Author’s Note: I was worried for a second that maybe this one was to short but then I realized not every story has to be 1k plus. I think I’m getting back into my groove though, I had less problems writing this! Hope y’al enjoy! <3

The dawn light barely makes it into the hallways. The windows wide and shining, sun-filled to the brim.

It almost makes Kirishima happy that he woke up this early but he can feel the sleep pulling his eyes back close, dragging his limbs into sluggish movements. The yawn is already forming in his throat. Maybe he’d be able to appreciate it more if he hadn’t gotten only more than 3 hours of sleep.

Kirishima digs his toes into the fuzz of the carpets, pulling his fingers behind his head. Would there be anybody else up? The soft blow of the AC is the only sound he can hear. So much for annoying anyone else. He can feel the rumble of his stomach. Might as well get a snack, right?

The trek to the kitchen is a long and silent one. The hallways are just barely lit enough so that Kirishima can just see but that doesn’t stop him from bumping into the edge of every and any inanimate thing. It’s hard to walk with hardened legs though, so he endures the pain.

The light in the kitchen seems almost as bright as the sun compared to the darkness of the hallway, Kirishima has to squint his eyes as he looks for a snack. He had just started to take one of Kaminari’s Gusher Packs when he hears the clatter and then the faint pattering of feet against the wood floor.

Kirishima can feel his heart beat faster in his chest, he brings a hardened arm up to protect himself. Is there a villain in the dorms? How’d they get in? Wha-

He can barely tell its Bakugou when he emerges from the dark, panting and fear in his eyes.

“Ba-”

He moved toward the fridge, hands scrambling to catch himself on the countertops. The silence flooded the room, panic filtering in through its cracks. He reached soft fingers to touch Bakugou’s elbow, hooking one into his cotton shirt.

“Bakugou!”

Kirishima couldn’t prepare for the hand that grabbed his throat, throwing him against the marble counter. He could feel Bakugou’s sweaty fingers dig into the flesh of his neck and the pops of explosions coming from his other hand.

Bakugou’s breathing came out in ragged spurts, mixed with the loud demands for him to be left alone. His face was scrunched up in a fearful glare, eyes red from crying. The tears that stained Bakugou’s face didn’t stop flowing, even through his screaming. Even through all the anger that rested on his face, Kirishima could see the fear. The inkling of horror residing in his scared eyes. Kirishima wanted to be scared but then the worry was covering him, wrapping him in a cold embrace. He wanted Bakugou to be okay, he needed Bakugou to be okay but the look in his eyes, the fear that remained even while he looked at Kirishima he knew that it wasn’t going to happen.

He hardened his neck and hands before bringing them up to rest softly on Bakugou’s.

“Baku...gou! Calm...calm down.” Even with his hardened skin, he could still feel the strain on his throat, pushing on his airways. Bakugou only huffed, explosions popping in his hand again. He didn’t realize it was Kirishima. Kirishima brought a hard hand to his cheek, softly rubbing it against his tear-stained cheek.

“Pl...ease!”

Kirishima let out a soft whimper as Bakugou released his grip on his neck, hands falling to his side. The tears were coming down his cheeks must faster than before, his bottom lip wobbling.

“Kir...Kirishima, I-” He stopped as a broken sob fell from his lips, a hand jerking up to hide his mouth.

“I’m so...so...sorry.” Bakugou’s shoulders rose and fell with his jerky sobs, hands covering his face as he cried into them. “I didn’t me-” Another harsh sob fell from his lips. He dropped to the floor, probably exhausted and so scared.

Kirishima didn’t hesitate to stop himself from wrapping his arms around Bakugou’s tiny figure. He had never seen Bakugou like this, wished he didn’t ever get the chance to. Bakugou looked so small in his hands, crying as he held onto his shirt, sobbing apologies.

“I’m so...pathetic. I never meant to hurt you.” His voice was faint and course, as he rested in the crook of Kirishima’s side.

“You're not pathetic. You never have been.” Kirishima pressed soft reassuring palms into Bakugou’s hair.

Bakugou didn’t respond. Kirishima didn’t make him but he would say those words over and over if he needed to. He’d tell Bakygou that this was never his fault, that none of this was because of him. He did what he could, he did the best he could. As always.

Bakugou pressed soft tear-stained cheeks into Kirishima’s chest. And Kirishima did too.

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