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stealforreal · 3 years

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Future kids - Bakugou Katsuki I

Bakugou meets his son from the future. Just some fluff, with a jealous Bakugou.

Bakugou Katsuki x F! reader

Warnings: none

Bakugou was stomping his way back to the dorms, cursing that stupid nerd Deku in his mind. Kicking some rocks lying in his way, he was radiating murder. Naturally his classmates left him alone to cool off for a minute, even the Baku squad left him alone. They had chosen not to interfere, because they would like to live to see another, thank you very much.

The stupid nerd had been too close to y/n at lunch today, and Bakugou had spent the entire time glaring at the curly green haired boy. What really made him snap was when she hugged him, and the stupid brocoli went as red as a tomato. She was giggling loudly and seemed really happy at whatever Midoriya had said, and the fiery ash blond couldn't control his jealousy so he stormed off. After class was over Bakugou was the first out the door, not even stopping to insult Denki when he made a bad joke.

The rest of his classmates were confused, sure they all knew Bakugou to be a hothead. But still he seemed angrier than usual, only the Baku squad had small nervous but knowing smiles on their face. They knew of the explosive boy's crush on y/n, it wasn't totally obvious and they really wouldn't have known had Kirishima not pointed out the subtle things. Like how he never once called her an extra, he still called her idiot, dumbass and such. That was probably Bakugou's version of a compliment, which was probably the reason they took so long to figure out his crush.

So here he was stomping his way back to the dorms, cursing Deku for being close with y/n, Himself for getting jealous, y/n for being too friendly and everything he could curse in general. He stopped dead in his tracks when he felt a little tug on his uniform pant leg, glaring down at the thing that stopped him. Only to be confused when that thing turned out to be a little boy, around the age of 4-5 by the looks of it. Bakugou's brows furrowed in confusion, how did a little boy end up here. UA is one of the most secure places in Japan, courtesy of the League of Villains and other past incidents.

What caught Bakugou's attention though, was the fact that this little boy was bawling his eyes out and trembling with his sobs. Bakugou didn't know what was happening, he felt incredibly protective of the young boy but didn't know why. He seemed kind of familiar, like Bakugou had seen parts of him somewhere else before. The little boy had big e/c doe eyes, filled to the brim with tears as he stared at the ground. His hair was unruly and a familiar shade of ash blond, he reminded Bakugou of himself a bit when he was young except the crybaby attitude of course. It was weird for Bakugou to feel this protective of anything, and he didn't like it one bit

" Oi brat, where are you parents?" The teenager asked the little boy, crouching down to his level, making the little lad finally pay attention to the stranger he had grabbed. The little boy gasped and flung himself at Bakugou, clutching on tightly to the stunned teenager's shirt. A new wave of tears hit the little blonde, being relieved at the familiar sight of his fathers face though much younger. " D-daddy, I-I was so scared" the little boy whimpered, burying his tear stained face in his fathers shoulder. Bakugou was speechless, he sure as hell was not this kid's father even if it explained the feeling of familiarity. No Bakugou shook his head at the ridiculous thought, this kid was obviously terrified and contrary to popular belief Bakugou would not abandon a lost child " Oi brat, I'm taking you with me back to the dorms. Afterwards we'll find your parents' ' he huffed, Bakugou was going to kill this kid's parents once they were found.

The younger boy began calming down in the older boy's arms, the tears had stopped and he was only softly hiccupping now. "B-but daddy I did find you, I wanna go see mommy" the young boy huffed out, defiantly crossing his arms over his little chest. " Oh yeah, prove it brat" Bakugou smirked thinking he had cornered the little boy in his lie, but much to his astonishment the little boy let out a small explosion in the palm of his hand. Though much brighter than his own, there was no mistaking his explosion quirk. Bakugou hated to admit that so far the brat seemed to be telling the truth, and he hated even more how his feeling of protectiveness grew at the revelation that this kid in fact was most likely his son from the future. It wasn't rocket science, right now Bakugou was 16 and 100% not a father. Yet here is a little boy that is the spitting image of him as a kid except the eyes, and in this world where quirks exist perhaps time travelling was possible.

Bakugou's little chat with his son had taken longer than he thought, because as soon as he entered the dorm common room every one in the room snapped their head towards the two ash blondes. The first to break the pin drop silence was Kirishima " Eh who is the kid, Bakubro" he asked. While Mina asked if he had kidnapped the kid, earning a glare from the explosive blonde. " Daddy, why does Aunt Mina and Uncle Kiri not recognize me? " a little voice asked, making a lot of jaws drop and eyes widened. 1....2......3...... " WHA!!!" The lot of them shouted, questions coming left and right, wanting an explanation as to why this little boy who looked suspiciously like Bakugou called him dad.

What they all failed to notice was the little boy was recoiling from the loud noise, pressing himself closer and closer to his father. Bakugou noticed this, and thanks to his newfound protectiveness he hugged him closer and glared at them effectively shutting them up. Mostly they were just silenced because the sight of Bakugou hugging and being protective of his supposed son baffled them. I mean we are talking about Mr.Hothead angry Pomeranian, the most blatant rude student in class 1-A if not in the entirety of UA. " Shut it ya damn morons, can't you see you're frightening him" Bakugou sneered at his classmates, not loudly but it was still malicious enough to make a shiver run up their spines.

Midoriya, who had known Kacchan the longest, was intrigued by this side of Kacchan and unconsciously moved closer to the two ash blondes. Seeing the familiar shade of green hair approach them Bakugou sneered, while his son became ecstatic. " Uncle Izu '' The child yelled excitedly, stretching his arm towards the blushing brocoli boy indicating he wanted to be held. " Ah hell no! He is not your uncle, I won't allow shitty Deku to hold my son" Bakugou yelled, making a few snicker quietly, but what really set them off was the fact his son chopped his head with a little fist. "Oi, why the hell did ya do that for ya brat? Bakugou barks at his son, only receiving a deadpan expression in return. " Mommy said, every time your daddy is mean to uncle Izu chop his head for me, okay baby?" After that announcement they all burst out laughing, while Midoriya tried not to tremble under Bakugou's glare.

"Speaking of which, who is your mom?, uhm I never got your name, little guy" Kirishima asked the little boy, stating a valid point. Bakugou realized that even though he had known his son for about 5 hours now, he never once asked what the boy's name was. " What do you mean, Uncle Kiri, it's me Katsuma?" Katsuma tilted his head a bit, not really being aware or understanding that he most likely travelled through time. " Well you aren't born in our time yet, mini Bakugou" Kaminari informed the little boy, in his usual teasing voice. " Really Uncle Kami" Little Katsuma asked " Does this mean mommy and daddy aren't together yet?" He asked, surprising the teenagers. Katsuma was surprisingly smart for a kid his age, and after the initial shock from being called daddy Katsuki totally forgot to ask about his son's mother.

"That is correct, Katsuma'' Todoroki piped up in his usual monotone voice, surprising Katsuma with his appearance. " Uncle Todo'' Katsuma replied coolly, surprising everyone present. The happy bubbly 5 year old had vanished in an instant, and been replaced with a little boy full of hatred. Breaking the little staring contest that had broken out between his son and the damn half n half bastard, was none other than Midoriya's phone. Being the klutz that he is, he ended up answering and putting it on speaker. " Izuku, Ochaco said there was a cute kid at your dorm, so I'm coming over " y/n voice could be heard, instantly Katsuma brightened up again being all sparkles and rainbows again. He tugged at his dad's collar, demanding Katsuki's attention " daddy, daddy did you hear, mommy's coming over" the little ash blonde exclaimed, bouncing in his fathers arms from being giddy. This new information caused everybody's jaw to land on the floor once again.

" WHY, why does Bakugou get the hot chick? '' Mineta yelled in agony, being the little pervert he is, he had to comment on her looks. " Oi, don't talk about my future wife and baby mama y/n like that, I'll fucking blast you to hell" His statement followed by the crackeling in his palm, and the sound of a phone being dropped? Turning around Bakugou was met with your stunned face, eyes blown wide with confusion and astonishment clearly written on your face. " Mommy" Katsuma yelled, squirming trying to get out of his fathers embrace, and slowly Katsuki sat him down. When his small feet hit the floor, Katsuma was sprinting towards y/n with all his might and flinging himself into her arms. Resulting in the poor girl, falling down on the floor in her confusion.

Katsuma buried his face in her neck, sighing happily to himself. The remaining nerves he had totally disappeared once he saw you. As much as Katsuma was a daddy’s boy, he was even more of a mama’s boy. Katsuma could feel the lack of response coming from his mother, curious and slightly scared he looked at her face. you were absolutely stunned, no response came from you frightening the young boy. Tears began swimming in Katsuma’s beautiful e/c eyes, snapping you back to reality. The sight of a child with tears in his eyes, struck your motherly instincts. Answers could wait, right now there was an adorable toddler with tears in his eyes, and you had to comfort him.

Slowly Katsuma was pulled into your embrace, head buried in the crock of your neck. Arms wrapped tightly around the preciuóus boy, letting him cling to you for deer life. “ M-mommy, I m-missed you, I was s-so scared-d” Katsuma said through sobs and hiccups. Not bothering to correct him, you bounced him lightly up and down in your arms. Bakugou came and helped you onto your feet, putting an arm around your waist. His other hand began stroking Katsuma’s unruly blond hair.

Around them the rest of the class was still stunned into silence, seeing the small family in an embrace. Most of them had never seen Bakugou look so protective and calm, let alone with a small blush. You would also sport a matching blush if it weren’t for the fact, all your attention was on the young boy in your arms. He looked like a carbon copy of Katsuki, yet his e/c eyes looked exactly like yours. Slowly the sniffles stopped. Instead they were replaced by steady breathing, it seems like the child had a long day because he was fast asleep in your arms.

Slowly you made your way to the 1-A dorm living room couch, with the sleeping child in your arms and Bakugou not far behind you. He made it a point to keep his hand on the small of your back, glaring at the other guys present if they looked at your or his son the wrong way. “ Can somebody please explain to me what is going on?” You whispered so you wouldn’t wake up the young boy, whose name you still hadn’t caught. Your eyes caught Izuku’s eyes, but for some reason his eyes widened and he averted his gaze from you. Izuku is one of your best friends, you met because you and your classmate Hatsume Mei worked on his hero costume and you hit it off.

With your attention not fully on the child anymore, you now realised that somebody had their arm around your shoulders. Looking to your right where the owner would be stítting, your eyes widened slightly at the person on your right. One of the hottest guys in UA had his arm around you, Bakugou Katsuki of class 1-a was well known in the school. His temper, looks and quirk had made him extremely popular with the female population of UA, though none of them dared approach him. The bad boy image both attracted them and made them keep their distance from him. He wasn’t exactly known for being a teddy bear, so Katsuki hugging y/n closer to him and keeping touching her was not expected.

“ Oi Flashlight, brat is ours from the future. I don't know how he got here but it’s true. He even has my quirk, you know what this means right ” Bakugou spoke, explaining the situation. The others had left the two of you alone, giving Bakugou privacy to explain the surreal situation to you. What this means? What did he mean by that? You couldn’t help but ponder the meaning. Turning your head to face him and question him on what he meant, you were met with a very close Bakugou. Bakugou couldn’t contain himself seeing you look so adorably clueless, so he closed the small gap between you.

His lips were surprisingly soft. He was gentle in kissing you, not knowing how you would react. I mean you had to like him back right? You were sitting there next to hum with YOUR SON in your arms. He smelled nice, it was a sweet scent like caramel courtesy of his quirk. The kiss was slow, loving and gentle, the feeling of his lips on yours were intoxicating. Pulling back from the kiss, Bakugou growled silently, huskily in your ear “Your mine, flashlight” Heat crept up your neck, and you were left softly blushing. “ What are we going to do with him Bakugou?” Still facing Bakugou, you looked at your son from the future. There really was no mistake, he looked like a perfect Katsuki copy with your eyes, and your motherly instincts told that this was in fact your son.

“It’s Katsuki to you Flashlight ” He corrected you “For now let's go to bed, it’s late. We can ask the squirt questions tomorrow” Katsuki led you to his room, still with a sleeping Katsuma in your arms. His bed was big enough to fit the three of you. You laid down with Katsuma in the middle, both you and Katsuki put an arm around Katsuma. Katsuki intertwined your fingers, and slowly you fell into a blissful sleep. You could ask more questions tomorrow.

But when you woke up, Katsuma was nowhere to be found. Only you and Katsuki were cuddling in his bed. You and Katsuki both came to the conclusion that whatever quirk sent Katsuma here probably sent him back to his own time. “Katsuki, is it wrong of me to miss him already?” You looked at your new boyfriend, looking into his sleepy vermillion orbs. “ If you miss the little firecracker already, why don’t we bring him back” His morning voice was rough, and tickled your ears just right, sending a shiver down your spine. Bakugou's eyes glinted with mischief, as he began kissing your neck. The innuendo not lost on you, the feeling of his lips on a particular spot had you giggling. It was ticklish and stopped him in his tracks for just long enough for you to get a word in. “ Let’s wait a few years okay” He nodded and laid down next to you again, pulling you close.

You would see Katsuma again. Someday.

#mha #bakugou #dad au #xreader #dadbakugou #momreader #timetravel #bnha #bnha bakugo x reader #bakusquad

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hotwings0203 · 3 years

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HOWDY!! how are u doing?? Its that person who asked if you would write something for that deku imagine that @candy-hime wrote, about you and deku forced to live together and you corrupting him it could be you or reader but I just love that concept of corrupted! Deku 😩🙏🏾💕💕

Thank you, have a nice day/night!! 😪💜

OH HI HAHAHA MASSIVE BET, I think I’ll do a little bit of both. This will probably be a little self indulgent but I’ll still put it as an “x reader”!

Tw:noncon, misogyny, the reader is a bitch, vouyerism

It was a dare by your friends to live with Izuku Midorkya for a month if you really could handle any type of man.

You’ve dealt with Hawks’ cocky nature, Shoto’s bland comebacks, Bakugo’s constant state of rage- you’ve done it all. Any type of scummy or tiring man a girl has to date you’ve seen in all of these men. They’re practically walking red flags.

Until you’re forced to room with Deku for a whole freaking month.

You just don’t get him! Why is he always so cheery? What the fuck is he smiling about? And who the hell is he baking for? There’s only two of you in the house, it’s not like you’re his girlfriend or anything.

You don’t buy it. There has to be some kind of catch to all this facade of a gentleman.

“Hey, Y/N?” He knocks on your ajar door and peeks his cute little face in. “Did you have dinner yet? I was gonna eat but then I thought I’d have some ramen with you-“

“Did I say you could enter?” You slowly lift your head up from your laptop and glare at him. “Are you some kind of pervert? What if I was changing?”

“N-no! I’m so sorry, I should’ve let you answer first, I just wanted to see if you were hungry-“

“God, what are you, my dad? Is that what you want? For me to call you Daddy?” Sneering, you jump up from your bed and stall towards the door.

Deku stumbles over his feet to retreat after seeing the look on your face. “No! Not at all, what? Come on, I didn’t mean any harm-“

“Yeah? Then knock before you enter closet perv.” And with that, you slam the door mere inches away from his startled face as hard as you can, uncaring if the low this on the other side of the wood was his connection to it swinging shut.

“What a fucking brown-noser,” you mutter loud enough for him to hear.

It’s odd how long you wait behind the door before you can hear his footsteps retreat.

A week later you decide to amp it up a notch. There’s no way he’s so fucking green, there’s gotta be some twisted thing inside him that makes him tick.

And so on the day of his turn to do laundry, you decide to dump your fanciest and sluttiest undergarments into the laundry basket.

He’s in some dorky apron when you catch him kneeling over the bag, ruffling through clothes and spraying them with detergent like the good little boy he is.

You perch on the couch behind the laundry room and wait. He doesn’t hear a thing with his headphones blasting some stupid happy-go-lucky songs in his ears.

Eventually he pulls out your lace g-string, and stares at the crumpled mass in confusion. He unravels the lace and stares at it for a good minute or two in surprise you think.

But nonetheless, like the chivalrous man he is, he shakes his head and slaps his reddening cheeks to get over the shock before reaching for the spray.

This was your cue.

You make sure to sound out of breath and extra irritated when you flounce over to his kneeling form and snatch the garment out of his hands.

He jumps a bit and takes his headphones off when he sees your hand descending.

“Oh, it’s just you. You scared me for a sec’ there,” he laughs sheepishly and rubs his neck. “I was just doing the laundry, sorry if that looked weird.”

“Looked weird? You’re fucking disgusting, Dick-u. I’ve been looking for these for days now, and where do I find them? In your grubby little hands.”

His jaw drops open.

“Huh? No, you’ve got it all wrong! It was in the basket, I swear! You must have misplaced it by accident or something.”

“Oh, so now you’re calling me a liar? You think I’m crazy or something? Im not the one sniffing girls’ panties!”

He frantically waves his hands to negate your accusation but you merely spit on the floor next to him.

“Don’t touch my shit again you fucking freak. Go buy a pocket pussy or something since you can’t keep it in your pants.”

At this, he pinches his eyebrows together and starts getting up.

“Hold on, what’re you being so aggressive for? I told you, they were just in here, I’m not that kind of guy.”

He steps towards but you don’t back down. Rather, you jab a finger in his toned chest and bring yourself face-to-face with him.

“Dont fucking walk up to me like that you douche. You’re the one in the wrong here, so I wouldn’t be so aggressive, like you said. Come at me like that again and I’ll fuck you up.”

With the lace in hand, you barely contain your smirk as you storm back into your room, relishing in how Izuku stands like a statue in the same place as you left him, his hands curiously curling into fists and his nostrils inflated.

But behind the safety of your door, he doesn’t continue any shenanigans.

He stays relatively quiet and out of sight for a couple of days, and you start to get bored again.

So this time, you put all your cards on the table and do a double whammy.

One night you call Katsuki, a fuck buddy of yours for a while and use him to help you get off.

You’re not really horny, but the blond side does have a way of getting you there. Luckily, your room is right next to Deku’s so your plan is executed to the best extent.

“Katsuki, oh Katsuki, please. Fuck, fuck yeah, ‘wanna hear you cum for me baby, I want you to bruise my cervix,” you babble loudly as you shove two fingers in your pussy and use your thumb to press on your clit.

“Yeah, you fucking whore, you like that? You like knowing that a shitty nerd like him’s prolly getting off to you calling my name like a slut? I bet you do, keep fucking yourself to my voice, do it otherwise I’ll bruise your ass black and blue when this month’s over.”

“Kat-Katsuki please fuck meeee dadddyyyyy oh fuck-Kacchan!” You cry out and cum violently around squelching fingers.

You put the phone down for a moment to catch your breath, but hear nothing from the other room.

Your face falls as Bakugo rambles on the other end. You hang up with him mid-sentence and remove your fingers from your legs, licking it off absentmindedly and thinking of your next move.

The next morning, you don the tiniest pairs of shorts you have in your closet that accentuates the shape of your ass and the skimpiest bra you can find that shows a peek of the top of your nipples.

You tie your hair up and amble out into the kitchen where he already is, reading something on his his phone and sipping form a black mug.

He barely darts his eyes and lifts the corners of his mouth in a hesitant greeting when he sees what you’re wearing.

He chokes on his drink and does a massive double take, juice spilling from his open mouth.

You raise an eyebrow and smooth your baby hairs, rolling your eyes and walking behind him to grab your own cup.

“See something you like?” Water trickling is the only sound in the room apart from your quip.

“Uh, n-no. Just swallowed wrong I guess.”

“Wonder why,” you drawl with a bored voice and edge closer to his back.

He’s hunched over, mindlessly scrolling too-fast on his phone to be deemed as actually reading anything. You recognize this form of coping from people like yourself who try to find distractions at parties where you don’t know people, just flipping through tabs to look like you’re actually doing something.

As you walk around him again, you make sure to train your eyes on his own, hounding he out for the moment he slips.

And slip he does, but only after you pretend to stretch and lift your self on your tippy toes in front of him, your shorts hiking up to show some cheek.

It’s only for a moment, but while the cup is against his mouth and his phone in his hand, his eyes dart to the exposed skin, then back up to your triumphant eyes.

“I knew it.”

He sighs and puts his cup down. “Knew what?”

“That you were a sick little virgin who gets off on staring at girls.”

“Y/N, I wasn’t-“

“I also know,” you raise your voice above his and slowly walk over to the table on the other side across from him, leaning forward and making sure that your tits squish together as you drop them on the countertop, “that last night you were totally listening to me on the phone with Bakugo. I heard your grunts and disgusting fapping noises. You don’t have to make it so obvious that you don’t get any.”

And this time, regardless of his indignation and frustration, he can’t stop himself from watching your hands trail up the sides of your bra and slowly drag the material down, down, down until your perfect breasts spill out and embrace the cold granite.

You honestly have no idea if he jacked off to last night’s call or not, but he doesn’t seem to be denying anything.

His mouth opens the widest you’ve even seen it. His face is beet red, and he visibly starts to perspire.

Your hands mold the soft skin and squeeze until your nipples swell and peek out from between your ruthless fingers, but you still look as bored and slightly curious as ever.

“This is all you’re ever gonna get, you sad incel. Take a good long look at them since I know this is what you’ve been wanting this entire time now.”

His mouth opens and closes, but no sound comes out.

When he groans and starts to bring his down down between his legs, you strike.

“I guess I really was right. You’re not some nice guy, it was all a facade. Can’t wait to tell everyone how fucked in the head you are.” His vision starts to clear as you sneer at him again and start packing your tits back where they belong.

As you turn around, you call out over your shoulder, “Oh, and by the way? You whimper like a little bitch.”

It’s silent as you walk with your head held high back to your room, sure that you had broken him and that he was going to take his loss with his own held low.

You don’t really expect to hear the thunderous sounds of someone dragging their chair away and positively sprinting towards you.

You turn halfway and your eyes widen as you see him barreling towards you with the most terrifying expression you’ve ever seen on him.

“What the fu-“

But you don’t get a chance to finish your exclamation, because Deku body slams you onto your bed and immediately seized your wrists above your head. You can feel his hard-on rub against your mound as he straddles your flailing body and keeps you pinned between his muscles calves.

“Get off of me, are you fucking crazy?” You scream and toss your head side to side, trying to arch your back to throw him off of you-which only succeeds in pressing your mound against his.

“You teasing slut. All I’ve done is try to play nice with you, but you just had to fucking push it, didn’t you?” He rages quietly, his arms shaking in effort not to snap your wrists in half. You still as his jaw clenches and trembles, his green hair hanging over his eyes that reflect nothing but malice and hate.

You’re scared. For the first time this entire month with him, you want him away from you and off of you.

“Look, I-I messed up, I know, I’m sorry-“

“-You’re sorry?” He laughs high pitched and you cringe when he thrusts his face towards yours, practically brushing noses and seeing his bloodshot crazed eyes.

“Yeah, you will be sorry. After today, you won’t ever fuck with me again. Or at least want to. I’ll do whatever the hell I want with you though since that’s what you’ve been so hellbent on achieving, right?”

His scarred hands waste no time in yanking down your bra the same way you did before, except much less gentler than you did by yourself.

“No, no, Deku please, I’m really sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking.” You whimper and struggle again beneath him, which is promptly stopped with a loud squeal when he pinches your nipple.

“Shut up. Wanton bitches like you don’t get to beg for mercy.”

He smirks and lets his tongue flop onto your strained neck, slobbering like a dog all over you.

“This is what you wanted right? For me to put you in your place and fuck your needy hole? And you had the audacity to call me disgusting,” he laughs and draws back, mocking your wobbling lips.

“Oh, oh baby don’t cry,” he holds both your wrists in one hand and uses the other to caress your cheek, slapping it hard when you turn away from his touch. “You’re just gonna get what’s coming to you.”

He indicates what he means by grinding his hips against the front of your shorts, snickering as you whimper and dipping his fingers below the hem, teasing you cruelly.

“Whose whimpering like the bitch now, huh?”

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deadwriter16 · 2 years

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Amnesia trope :)

so i went with izuku getting amnesia and being a kacchan simp because apparently that's like my jam now...hope u enjoy!

send me a trope and i'll write a bkdk drabble! (closed for now)

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Katsuki is used to picking up Deku from the hospital by now. Since they became hero partners Deku’s wellbeing has basically become his responsibility, so anything from Deku being reckless and running headfirst into a burning building to getting his wisdom teeth out are basically all Katsuki’s responsibility. Which is why he’s here now, picking up Deku from a truly hilarious accident in which he tripped on the fucking curb. He needed so many stitches they put him under anesthesia, and then called Katsuki because he’d be loopy when he woke up. From getting stitches. From tripping off the fucking curb while fucking walking on the fucking sidewalk. Katsuki has never met a more accident-prone person than Deku. He really is a Deku sometimes.

“Are you Katsuki Bakugou?” the nurse asks when Katsuki appears outside of Izuku’s room, “Pro Hero Dynamight, right? It’s an honor to meet you!”

“Yeah, yeah,” Katsuki dismisses, but does make a mental note to ask her if she wants an autograph later, “what’s the deal with shitty Deku? Is he up yet?”

“Um,” the nurse shuffles on her feet, “he is awake, but there’s been an, um, complication.”

Katsuki’s eyes narrow. “What kind of complication?”

“Well, ah,” the nurse says, timid, “the anesthesia we put Hero Deku under may have been a bit stronger than we anticipated. It’s quirked anesthesia, we have a doctor who uses his quirk to make it as painless as possible for the patient, except that one of the side effects is, um. Temporary amnesia. It’s only for twenty-four hours, but instead of being just loopy or disconcerted, Deku has actual amnesia.”

“Is it dangerous?” Katsuki asks, “or am I allowed to laugh?”

“Um,” the nurse was definitely not expecting that, “Deku’s perfectly fine, he just doesn’t have most of his memories right now. But I…I guess you can laugh?”

“Great,” Katsuki says, and then cackles as he pushes open the door to Deku’s hospital room. Deku seems to be just waking up, fumbling around in his bed as the nurse walks past Katsuki to check on him. Katsuki is still snorting into his hand, and he circles around to the other side of the bed. “Deku? You fuckin’ alive in there?”

“Mmmm,” Deku rubs his eyes sleepily, a little too cute for Katsuki’s heart to handle, “huh? Who’re you? What’re you doin’ here?”

“I’m your fucking hero partner, nerd,” Katsuki shakes his head in amusement, “you’re my fucking charge. You remember that you’re a hero, right?”

“Dunno,” Deku pouts, “whas’ your name?”

“Um,” Katsuki clears his throat, “Kacchan.”

“Kaaaachaaan,” Deku yawns through saying his name, “you’re pretty.”

The nurse snickers. Katsuki’s jaw drops. “The fuck?”

“You gotta-” Deku slurs a bit, hands scrabbling out in Katsuki’s direction but not reaching him, “you gotta boyfrien’ or somethin’? You probably do, you’re so hot.”

“Deku-”

“So hot!” and now Deku’s wailing, absolutely distressed for some reason, “you’re so hot, and I don’t even know you, and you totally have a boyfriend! I’m too late! Kacchan is so hot and pretty and he’s taken and I’m too late!”

And then, to Katsuki’s horror, Deku bursts into tears.

“What the fuck am I supposed to do,” Katsuki asks the nurse. She’s trying to hide her smile in her hands. Katsuki glares at her. “Is he okay to take home?”

“Yes, just look out for him while he’s in this state.”

Katsuki nods, and the nurse helps get Deku out of bed and then deposits him into Katsuki’s arms. Deku melts into them, boneless, and lets out a dreamy sigh.

“Kacchan’s so strong,” Deku says wistfully and melts into Katsuki’s chest.

“What the fuck,” Katsuki says, walking Deku out of the room, “what the fuck. Let’s get you the fuck home, Deku. You’re obviously going crazy.”

“Crazy for Kacchan,” Deku mumbles, “whassa Deku?”

“That’s you,” Katsuki replies, hoisting Deku up so he’s wrapped all four limbs around Katsuki’s waist and neck, “you’re a shitty nerd Deku, Deku.”

“Aw,” Deku says into Katsuki’s shoulder, “does Kacchan still like me?”

Katsuki decides he can be soft with amnesia Deku. “Of course.”

Deku wakes up the next morning in Katsuki’s bed, where he finds out he’d made Katsuki cuddle with him all night and almost cried until Katsuki did. He also wakes up with his memories back, and is promptly horrified at his shameless flirting.

Katsuki just laughs and kisses him. Deku turns red and screams into his pillow.

#in this house i love me some simp deku #i write simp deku exclusively #i like to consider myself a Simp Deku Expert if u will #ok not really but like #simp deku is my jam #bc i just make deku talk abt kacchan like how i talk abt kacchan #and i talk abt kacchan like canon deku also talks abt kacchan #so it all works out #but that’s unrelated anyway #thanks for asking <3 #bnha #bkdk #bakudeku #bkdk fic #my fics <3 #bkdk trope ask game <3

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Ayo... DOM! Deku with a choking and overstim kink. Like the baku AND DekuSquad both thinks that the reader leads the relationship and is top in bed cuz the difference in personalities and PDA. But the reader just goes along with it cuz she knows that it’s the exact opposite and she wanna get fucked fucked. So in the end the next school day they see the reader limping to school and Deku smiling cheeky. Bro Deku makes me😩 May you do a request to that? It’s ok if you won’t 😊

Question of the Day: What nicknames do y'all find not cringy during a steamy moment?

Cursing, squirting

It wasn’t your fault that people viewed you as the one in charge when it came to the sexual side of you and Izuku’s relationship. You were naturally more energetic and rivaled Bakugou in the terms of attitude and prowess, meanwhile, Deku was one of softer energy. Always smiling awkwardly and blushing at every little joke and jab. Very few people have seen Deku in his prime when he is focused on a goal and will do anything to get there. This attitude graciously carried over to his love life, something you were faithfully reminded of on one faithful day.

As usual, You, and the usual majority of class 1-A sat around each other during lunch. Deku being the nerd he was, sat leaning against you while writing something in his notebook, dusting it every so often when the wind blew flowers off the tree above you. An ethical argument between Mineta and Denki is what started the whole ordeal.

“What do you mean, Mineta?! Deku is totally the submissive one in his and Y/n’s relationship, no doubt about it!” Mineta shook his head adamantly. “I’m telling you, dude, it’s the super nice ones you have to worry about.” Denki gasped, offended, “I can’t believe you are saying this right now, have you no shame!”

Jirou rolled her eyes as she had no choice but to listen to the boy’s stupid conversation. “You do know Y/n is sitting right here right?” Based on the wide look on both of their eyes, they did not in fact realize that. Quickly looking at each other with narrowed features they dig in their pockets in order to retrieve their wallets. “20 bucks that say Y/n is topping Deku.” Mineta scoffed, “40 says you’re wrong.” they both shake on it before scooting closer to you. “So Y/n, which one of us is right.”

Looking between the two boys you open your mouth to answer the truth until you feel Deku shift his weight. He was looking at you, everyone was looking at you, all eager to hear who was right. A hand placed subtly on your back makes your smile widen, for a different reason than everyone else would guess. “Well, I can’t exactly say Denki is wrong, but I can’t say that he’s right.”

The blond whines in annoyance, “Oh come on what does that even mean!?!” While his attention is distracted, Mineta snatches the money from his hands, “That means you’re wrong now pay up.” Denki snaps out of his stupor in order to chase after his smaller classmate, “No the hell it doesn’t!” Now, with everyone’s attention being distracted to the slapstick comedy the two ensue, you realize that the hand you previously felt is gone. Deku is back to scribbling away in his notebook, giving you a false sense of relief.

“Man, Snipe is so aggressive when it comes to history!” Kirishima slouches in his chair knocking Bakugou’s hand as he eats out of a Yogurt cup. “Watch it shitty hair!” is the usual response, as the class congregates together. Asui calls you over to show you something but Deku steps in front of you before you fully stand. “Y/n since we have free time right now, I was hoping you could come and help me with something real quick.” He scratched the back of his head and looked over your head.

On the outside, it was just Deku being shy Deku, nothing suspicious about the ever-present blush he always sported was in full bloom. But from your point of view, it was obvious there was a different intent behind those eyes. “We’ll be back guys.” Deku mutters a hand settled comfortably on your waist as you walk out the door. From the corner of your eye, you could see Jirou watching the two of you leave with an eyebrow raised.

Deku guided you down the school halls, thumb rubbing shapes into your side. He said nothing as you walked, only waving and making small conversation with any familiar face you two passed by. After a long time, you two reach an unfamiliar classroom that Deku curiously peeks inside of. “So what are we doing?” “You’ll see.” Deku ushers the two of you inside before closing and locking the door shut. The mood seems to shift almost immediately.

Deku has a lazy smile on his face as he tugs on his school tie, “So what was that conversation you and Kaminari were having earlier?” Your arms tingle with goosebumps, “I don’t know what you’re referring to.” While Izuku talked, his uniform coat is placed neatly on a nearby desk table, the sleeve of his collared shirt was rolled up and out of the way. “Yeah, I figured you would say that, that’s why I wrote it down to help refresh your memory.”

Deku sits down on a desk, motioning you over to him with a twitch of his fingers. A small notebook you hadn’t noticed till now was pulled from his back pocket before being flipped through. When you stood in front of him, his hand resumed its place on your waist so he could pull you much closer. “According to my notes, Kaminari and Mineta were debating on who was in charge of our relationship.” The more he spoke, the more aware you became of his fingers tapping randomly on your back, each touch tickled your spine, “And in response, you encouraged Kaminari’s theory that you were the one in charge.” Deku snapped the notebook closed with one hand before placing it on the other side of your waist forcing you to face him. “Is that right?”

You are silent when Deku’s scarred hands undo your shirt buttons from the bottom up. “I just thought it was interesting that your answer was different from what my memory recalls.” Izuku sucks in a breath when he sees your black lace bra. The fabric covering your chest conveniently hid the faded hickeys he knew he left 3 weeks ago. “Take this off for me?” The soft tone took you off guard making you pause confused as Deku gently tugged off your shirt and tie. He stands up folding your clothes as you fiddle with your bra straps. “I’m done?” You turn around to hand him your bra but squeak out in surprise when his hand grips your neck.

He keeps his hand there as he backs you up, forcing you to sit on the desk he was previously on. “I’m curious….” Deku trails off in his speech, using the time to kiss you deeply, hand never leaving your neck. “Since you are always the one in charge, I figure that maybe I should finally put in the work and make you feel good?” Deku pulls the chair from underneath the desk and sits down, legs spread. “Well, what are you waiting for, come here?” Your stomach flips as you slide off the table, the stale cool air of the classroom makes your skin prickle with goosebumps as Deku faces you the opposite way in order for you to sit comfortably in his lap.

“Deku what if we get caught?” You nervously glance at the classroom door, the lack of a peeking window putting you somewhat at ease. You were the only one exposed and if someone were to come through that door, they would see your half-naked body in all its glory. A hovering hand grabs the ends of your faux locs to pull your head back so he could whisper in your ear. “I’m sure they’ll understand that I’m just trying to pay you back for all my laziness.”

You bite your lips coyly. He was annoyed, you could definitely hear it now from his sarcastic remarks. But that didn’t make you regret your earlier choice, not one bit, and Deku knew that. The real excitement came from seeing how long it would last.

The gentleness returned when he grabbed your chest, massaging and pulling at them for his own enjoyment before releasing them in order to slide down your stomach. As expected he pinches the skin hard between his fingers and then releases before you even have enough time to complain.

“Just relax okay?” Deku places each of your thighs atop of his, successfully spreading your legs apart. You suppressed laughter whenever his fingers grazed your skin just lightly enough that it tickled, there was no need to give him a reason to be more upset. “Wearing briefs again today?”

Your pussy is palmed without restriction as deft fingers rub at the soft cotton protecting it. “Now how am I supposed to get to you now huh?” You knew the unspoken answer, and Deku knew you hated it as he clenched his fingers into the fabric until it ripped, “Oops.” You shook your head pouting at the unfair treatment, “Why do you always have to do that, now I have to be extra careful of my skirt!”

Strike one was raising your voice.

The touch was quick but still ever so stinging. Deku slapped your pussy in response before using his other hand to hold your neck, firmly tipping it up to the ceiling. “If you would have stopped wearing underwear entirely we wouldn’t be having this conversation, you know I like easy access.” The lack of visible reaction meant nothing since you could almost feel the blood rushed to your face. Deku kisses your neck determined to add marks that you could never hide. Your dark skin peppered with purple bruises while Izuku simultaneously rolled your skirt up to your waist.

You were already wet, the small nibbles here and there were enough for your clit to twitch excitedly as Izuku’s fingers danced around it. “Please touch me!” A warm chuckle vibrated from his chest at your desperate plea, “Calm down and relax Princess. I’ll get you where you need to be.” Deku continues to ignore your clit. His fingers, ever precise, slide between your folds in order to collect your arousal. The feeling adds some pleasure but only enough to make you more desperate. “Look at you.”

Deku observed your hips buck every whenever he got close to your clit. The small nerve swelling with blood and begging to be touched, and who would he be to deny that. It was heaven on earth when he finally put pressure on it. “Mhm!” His fingers combined with your wetness as extra lubrication provided the most pleasurable feeling. You wanted to clamp your legs shut and trap him there, but his much thicker thighs kept you wide open and on display.

Deku was never one to do anything half-assed, so while his fingers flicked and pulled at your clit, his other hand got to work. However, your twitching made you clench down whenever his finger barely pushed inside, “You gotta calm down baby, how else am I going to make you cum?” Soft soothing words made you just enough for him to push his index finger inside. Your cunt was tight, warm, and irresistible. The steady pump of his fingers has you closing your eyes as you relax against him like jelly.

Deku knew your pussy like the back of his hand at this point, every ripple, nook, and cranny he knew how to touch in order to make your toes curl. He adds another finger to the mixture, then another, and a fourth one until you are gushing around his digits and onto the floor. You were a slutty mess and no intelligible words could leave your mouth but “please” and “thank you”.

And while exhibitionism was one thing he had no problem with, Deku respected the fact that you would probably not be too keen to it. “You’re being too loud puppy.” Deku retracts his hand in favor of shoving his fingers in your mouth. You could taste yourself as he pushed them in further, rubbing it along your tongue as drool rolled down his forearm.

The sound of his finger fucking your pussy was wet and sticky, It took a large effort on his part to hold you against him every time your back arched away. “I’m cumming!” Your stomach contorted beautifully against his estranged wrist. “There you go.” Izuku kissed on the shell of your ear as you adjusted past your orgasms. “Are you done?”

You turn your head to kiss him, “Yeah..” He nodded, patting your cheek, “That’s good.” Izuku helps you stand up, helping you when you wobbled ever so slightly. You look at him unsure of the constant smile adorning his face, “Now what?” Izuku slouched a little bit more, “Now you get on your knees of course!”

You only have a moment to ponder what he said before a hand on your shoulder is forcing you down to your knees. It was quick enough for you not to feel the pain of your knees slamming down, but not quick enough to see the smirk crossing your initially sweet lover.

He was already hard as a rock when you pulled him out, cockhead with a steady stream of pre coming out the tip. You admired it with a small kitten lick around the edge, pleased when it bobs from your ministrations. “You are taking too long now put it in your fucking mouth.” Your head is pressed down less than gracefully and you are forced to open your mouth less his dick be smeared against your face.

Your mouth spreads as best it could while Deku sheathed all the way down to the base. He pulls out once again as if testing the waters before letting you up for a quick breath. “For someone in charge, you aren’t very good at this.” Deku uses a patronizing finger to wipe stray saliva off your chin before gripping your chin. “Maybe this will help you learn.” Using one hand Deku uses his cock to tap your mouth expectantly. Your mouth opens on reflex and his cock is pushed back in. Deku sighs with satisfaction, “Fuck, your mouth has always been good for this.” The tempo isn’t as bruising as it was in the beginning but it was still harsh.

Tears collected in your eyes ruining the mascara Momo had put on your eyes. Your throat burned from the constant friction and lack of air. “You hear that? This was what you should have said when they had asked you who was in charge.” Deku looked at you, his curly green hair covering his eyes as shook from his arm movement. “Look at those pretty lips.” Deku flinched after you swiped your tongue on the underside of his cock.

His voice sped up in the momentum and pitched in tone, “Y-You tryna make me cum fast huh!?” You bobbed your head faster despite the tight grip on your scalp trying to pull you away, “F-Fuck Y/n stop it!” Izuku’s voice caved and his hips jerked against your chin as he emptied his balls. You wipe your face with a large grin, brown eyes daring green ones. Izuku laughed, “You wanted this huh?” You don’t respond, skin tingling in the thought of what would come next. Deku stared at you, hands gripping his knees as his dick continued to spurt cum. “Fine.”

Deku stands up before dropping to his knees in front of you. Your calves are grabbed and raised until they are placed on his left shoulder. He slides inside of you with little to no resistance and you both groan at the intrusion. “I try to be nice to you.” Your neck is grabbed again with much familiarity, “But you always test my patience.” Deku leans over you to make sure you are listening. His eyes were a light green as sunlight cast itself inside of the classroom. The sound of your hips meeting is sloppy but neither of you are bothered by it.

You moaned as his abdomen rubbed against your clit the faster he went. “Deku!” Your voice is ragged and you’re practically wheezing at this point from the tight grip he has on every inch of your body. “Shut up.” He releases your neck and spreads your legs apart resting each on its respective shoulder. With entranced eyes Izuku watches you suck him in, sneering at how unintentionally greedy you were. The sound of spit startles you as it hits Deku’s cock before being pushed inside you.

You spasm at a particularly hard thrust, you didn’t know what it hit but your spine lit to flames each time it was grazed. “D-Deku!” You reach a hand out near any piece of skin you could reach, switching from his hands to his stomach. It was too much, the feeling of pleasure made it damn near impossible to think. Deku didn’t want you to think. Every time you seemed to think, you always caused him trouble. “I told you to be quiet.” Your mouth is covered almost completely by his hand only giving you the grace of air between his index and middle finger. You cum and you cum hard, so hard that Deku slips out and almost slips into your opposite hole.

Your leg is dragged back and Deku enters you again, this time only focused on himself. You feel him piston in and out of your cunt grunting obscenities as he closed his eyes with bliss. “Come on, I want one more like that. I need you to break for me.” In the distance, you hear the hour bell ring and the sound of students leaving their classroom. You have no energy to warn Deku, not that it would have mattered. Based on the pleasured look on his face and the heightened sound of his whines, the idea of getting caught only made him feel better. “I’m gonna, o-h fuck I’m gonna fucking cum.”

You let out a scream when a thumb finds your clit and your weak hands could do nothing to keep him from forcing another orgasm from you. “Don’t fucking run from it, cum for me puppy, oh god!” He covers your mouth to stifle your noises and that’s when the sensation begins.

The sensation is strange, it starts in your lungs like air before trickling down to your loins. The feeling of holding it back is painful but you still do it for only a moment of sanity. When it releases, it gushes like a waterfall, and for a moment you wonder if you had peed. When Deku feels it, he too is unable to hold back and finally cums inside of you with a reserved grunt when he realizes the danger of discovery.

Wasting no time and feeling no fatigue, Deku moves fast to find his own pants and shirt taking barely any time to pull your skirt down before giving you 4 minutes tops to learn how to breathe again. “Stand up.” You huff as you prop yourself up on your elbow, “You could at least help a girl out after fucking me an inch of my life.” Deku shrugs, “Logically speaking you did this to yourself.” “Logically speaking I should shove my foot up your ass.”

On the way back to class, Deku took pleasure in watching you walk bowlegged. You of course didn’t share the sediment as you did your best to hold in any cum Deku graciously left behind. He opens the door for you and you walk in doing your best to walk right but the limp was clear and true. Bakugou looked bored, the rest had blushes on their faces as you struggled to sit down properly. Denki, of course, was heartbroken as he handed Mineta back his part of the bet. “I told you, dude, it’s always the silent ones.”

From the back of the class, Asui and Jirou shoot each other an impressed look as they eyes the dark lovebites traveling below your shirt collar.

#deku smut #deku x black reader #mha x black reader #mha smut #bnha x poc!reader #bnha smut

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BnHA Chapter 318: On Your Left

Previously on BnHA: The Hawksquad+Lurkers were all “well this sucks” and sat around a bit talking about how maybe they should actually come up with a new plan that is actually good, but then in the end they were like “nah.” Deku was all, “THERE’S SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT PULLS BENEATH THE SURFACE!! CONSUMING, CONFUSING!! THIS LACK OF SELF CONTROL I FEAR IS NEVERENDING. IT’S HAUNTING HOW I CANT SEEM TO FIND MYSELF AGAIN. MY WALLS ARE CLOSING IN.” Just, literally that whole entire song. All Might was all “Deku you should take care of yourself, try eating a thing,” and Deku was all “BYE, ALL MIGHT,” and just LEFT. He left!!! What the fuck!!!

Today on BnHA: Endeavor is all, “maybe if Deku didn’t listen to All Might he’ll listen to me instead.” Deku is all, “[doesn’t listen to Endeavor]” because, well, yeah. The Vestiges are all, “surprisingly, even we are a little concerned -- maybe you should get some rest, kid.” Deku is all, “((Ò ‸ Ó)).” The Vestiges are all, “holy shit.” Deku is all, “[wanders the ruined city streets terrifying the populace on account of him looking like Shelob had a baby with one of the Nazgul].” Some shriveled-up puppeteer villain asshole is all, “HORIKOSHI SAID IT’S MY TURN TO ATTACK DEKU TODAY SO I AM GOING TO SUMMON MY FRIGHTENED HELPLESS ATTACK MOB!!” Kacchan is all “WHADDYA MEAN THEY FOUND THE NERD!!! -- oh wait, that’s me, I found him. I found the nerd, you guys.” And just in time, too. I was about to owe a whole lot of people a whole lot of dollars.

so I have been super good about spoilers this week as always, but let me tell you guys, for the past 36 hours my dash filters have basically been nonstop “manga spoilers” this and “bnha 318” that, and so I’m coming in with a fair amount of hype here. your move, Horikoshi

oh, good! they got Endeavor to call Deku to try to talk him out of it. what a great and wonderful plan

“listen up kid, you haven’t slept since March and you are basically a walking biohazard right now, I’m just telling it like it is. didn’t you get shot like three times?? and there was a whole thing about how you urgently needed medical attention?? and supposedly we gave it to you, but I mean you haven’t even changed your clothes and don’t seem to have any fresh bandages or anything, so did we?? did we, really?? and also we all got blown up yesterday, so yeah.” hmm he’s making some reasonable points here you guys, but you sure do go on and on, Endeavor

oh he says foreign aid is finally on its way! I’m sure they’ll be very helpful. I mean in fairness they can hardly be worse than the home-grown heroes at this point

hey Enji, could you maybe try appealing to Deku the sixteen-year-old human boy, as opposed to Deku The World’s Last Hope? he does have value beyond his quirk. I know that’s always been an incredibly difficult concept for you to grasp, but could you maybe TRY, jesus

and also we’re worried about you as a person?? you’re just a kid and you’re pushing yourself way too hard?? you were going to say that part next, right. why the hell didn’t Hawks make this call instead

“don’t worry about me... I’m completely fine” Deku you do understand that saying it over and over again doesn’t actually make it true

and again with the rush!! all the rush rush rush!! we’re running out of time, we can’t let AFO and Tomura keep getting stronger, I have to end this now, there’s no time to rest, etc. etc. etc. just the constant pressure of this whole big countdown on top of everything else

holy shit, you KNOW it’s bad when even the Vestiges are telling him to chill

these guys are basically the walking talking embodiments of self-sacrifice; if even they’re telling him he needs to take five, then he must seriously be like half a step away from death’s door

OH SHIT LMAO

DIDN’T EVEN LET HIM FINISH HIS SENTENCE BEFORE HE SENT HIM INTO THE FUCKING SHADOW REALM WITH THAT FUCKING LOOK. HOLY FUCK. DIDN’T EVEN KNOW IT WAS POSSIBLE TO DIE TWICE. SHIT

(ETA: so I’m pretty sure this was just Danger Sense activating and so he cut them off to go do more hero stuff, but I’m gonna go ahead and stick to my original interpretation anyway lol.)

anyway so how’s everybody doing. we all good? En, you good? Banjou? Shino? I’m imagining you guys all curled up in a little ball on the floor right now lol. can’t say I blame you though, no shame

lmaoooooooooooo

“SHEESH.” sheesh indeed, lmao. “what in the FUCK was that”

see, this is why y’all need Kacchan. you need someone who’s not going to back down from him no matter what. if it’s a matter of out-stubborning Midoriya fucking Izuku, then there’s only one other person on the planet capable of that, and we all know it. don’t pretend like you don’t. I am not going to shut up about this! we’ve had our hurt so now what about SOME COMFORT, DAMMIT

“I’m afraid that he’s becoming influenced by my conscience” nah are you kidding Nana this is all 100% made-in-Japan pure original Deku right here

see, Banjou gets it. “that kid, he’s totally going on his own.” exactly. this was so inevitable it was basically scientific law

“well I for one don’t see the problem with Deku being so obsessed with saving everyone else that he pushes himself until his body and soul literally fall apart” okay, whose speech bubbles are these?? we’re about to have words

lol of course

well you always did prefer the direct route didn’t you. but even you can’t possibly think this is okay lol

dark AU!Kacchan please tell us more about your badass doomed timeline in which everything went to shit and you apparently had the same character arc that Deku is having right now except it somehow made you sexier instead of turning you into a rabid t-rex. I have so many questions

oh so now you want to help??? well -- good, actually. sorry if that sounded offended just now lol

(ETA: so at first when I got to the end of this chapter I was wondering if Katsuki B. had somehow summoned his alternate-universe counterpart through trippy OFA space telepathy lol. but in the original Japanese there’s no reference to “we”, so this appears to be a mistranslation. this line should probably read more like “if there’s something/someone out there that would be able to complement/complete the current Midoriya Izuku [it would be]…” which, oh hello, is that Horikoshi once again reaffirming that Deku and Bakugou complete each other lol. “guess what guys, the Vestiges ship it too" heck yeah. they know what’s up!)

look how admiring his boyfriends are. HORIKOSHI GIVE US THE REST OF THIS BACKSTORY ALREADY GODDAMMIT

“meanwhile somewhere in the depths of the ruined city, Deku was having a dance-off with the villains”

I like how the villains all have this “AHH WHAT THE FUCK” kind of body language to them lol. I mean if it were me, and an eldritch horror suddenly clawed its way from the shadows with its writhing glowy tentacles and pants-shitting nuclear death stare, I would probably just die on the spot. no need to stick around. only pain awaits

lol for a minute I thought this was Can’t Ya See-kun and I was like “WHAT A FASCINATING CROSSING OF PATHS” but it’s just some random girl

he seems genuinely confused lol

Deku it’s because you look like something that crawled out of a sewer drain, sweetheart

lol they just took his word for it?

so trusting. even though they’re immediately hauling ass anyway just to be safe lmao

“my appearance is frightening to others” no shit Deku it’s because you look like a fucking alien exorcism. you look like a Lich that got caught up in an oil spill my dude

NO NOT THE CHOSEN ONE ANGST AGAIN

I RAN OUT OF ESSAY JUICE FOR THIS ALREADY HORIKOSHI!! I’VE BEEN TALKING ABOUT IT FOR MONTHS NOW WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG!! BUT ANYWAYS, GOOD!! I MEAN, BAD, THOUGH, OBVIOUSLY. BUT YES

“ENJOY THIS MONTAGE OF DEKU BATTLING A RANDOM KAIJU AND WANDERING THE WOODS LIKE A DERANGED GREEN BABA YAGA” okay yes but sir, exactly how much longer is this going to go on. if it’s a matter of you wanting to make sure we get it, let me assure you that aside from a few stray chuunis who think that Deku embracing the Darkness is the coolest thing he’s ever done, all of us here in fandom fully comprehend that this is Not Good

-- OH SO IT’S LIKE THAT

really. with the flashbacks to his loved ones’ smiling faces and everything. not even gonna try to aim above the belt, huh

AND NO KACCHAN??! NO CLASSMATES?!?! IS HE PURPOSELY NOT THINKING OF THEM??? OR ARE THEY BEING SAVED FOR THE NEXT PAGE??? SO HELP ME, IF THE NEXT PART OF THIS SENTENCE IS “CAN PROTECT THEM”, OR EVEN WORSE, “CAN SEE THEIR SMILING FACES AGAIN”, I...

WHAT DID I JUST SAY

(ETA: my man did Sero and Kaminari fucking dirty lmao. I miss their smiling faces too omg.)

the sheer, unparalleled irony of him saying this while he stands there looking like the gargoyle demon from Fantasia got crossed with an umbrella that got struck by lightning. Deku :(

oi who the fuck is this clown

is he controlling this mob with his evil hair. “what if I made an exhausted, running-on-fumes Deku battle a brainwashed mob at Ground Zero.” Horikoshi do you just have like a checklist of horrible things you want to do to your protagonist

easy there Sasori

well joke’s on you buddy because he’s apparently “completely fine”, so

“here’s to hoping that you know more about AFO’s location than the others” jesus christ Deku you really have hung your mercy out to dry huh

now he’s forcing his mob of terrified prisoners to attack Deku ahhhh. sucks to be them. at least they’re not being controlled by bees

so Deku is saying that Sasori’s control can be broken with “physical trauma.” similar to Shinsou’s quirk I guess. but so does that mean he’s gonna have to hurt them? ( •﹏•)

NO NOT MORE SAD EYES

“DEATH BY EMPATHY!!!” HORIKOSHI NO

fuck. he looks like he’s on the verge of passing out

this is what happens when you nerf a character’s self-preservation stats in favor of spamming their bone-breaking stats instead. NOW ACCEPTING BRAIN CELL DONATIONS FOR A BOY IN NEED!! with your loving generosity we can hopefully help him live to the ripe old age of seventeen

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[grabs your hands] ლ(*꒪ヮ꒪*)ლ [swings you in a circle] へ(ﾟ◇ﾟへ)

THASSSSSSSS WHATSSSSSSS UPPPPPPPPPP

HORIKOSHI REALLY SAID FUCK THAT MASK (ノ°ο°)ノ YOU FINALLY LEARNED!! IT’S CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!!!!

JUST FOR YOU KACCHAN, HORIKOSHI LEFT THIS ONE BAD GUY WHO’S STILL WEAK TO FIRE. GOD BLESS

IT’S YOUR COUNTERPART, KATSUKI B!!!! HOW WE DOIN OVER THERE IN THE TRIPPY COSMIC OFA SPACE REALM LOL. DO WE BELIEVE YET, FANDOM???

LIGHTS!!!!

INSTANT RESULTS!!! IT’S SUPER EFFECTIVE!!!

(ETA: imagine what this must look like to Deku though. he’s been caught up in this dark cloud of despair and exhaustion that’s been building up over... I’m gonna go ahead and say “weeks”, because yeah. and now he finds himself here, in the place where All Might’s legacy ended and the torch was passed to him. and the world is in ruins, and he’s surrounded by frightened people who are all trying to hurt him -- because who isn’t trying to hurt him, these days -- and he’s scrambling to figure this all out, but meanwhile the weariness is finally starting to catch up to him, and so he’s basically just standing there in a fog of complete and utter misery.

and then all of a sudden through that haze, he hears the one voice that’s more familiar than any other that he knows. like, I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if he thought he was just imagining it at first. Kacchan showing up to save him right when he’s at his most desperate and feeling the most alone. Kacchan, showing up to save him.

this is the person he always looked up to as a child (to be fair he was quite a strange child lmao). the person who was even closer to him than All Might. the person he always thought was amazing. and bam, here he is now. appearing in the sky out of nowhere to one-shot the bad guy with a single blast (which, btw, that was his armor-piercing attack too lmao dslkjlk take it easy there kiddo). like, that must have felt absolutely surreal to him, especially coming at a time when he’s already half-delirious and barely hanging on to reality. he must have really thought that he was losing it there for a second.

but he’s really there. it really is him. and for this brief moment -- before the rest of the situation catches up to him, and he remembers about all of the fucked-up AFO stuff, and remembers why he was so afraid and why he was pushing everyone away -- for just this one brief moment, he’s too exhausted and stunned to do anything except to just react. just stands there, looking up at him in awe.

and you know, it almost reminds me of...

just. you guys. the character development. the freaking character development. someone who brings reassurance. someone who shows up and makes you think, “oh, it’s all going to be okay now, because [person] is here.” the role reversals. the growth. the payoff!! because who is the one person who always had faith that Kacchan would one day grow up to become an amazing hero like that. WHO IS IT. YOU ALREADY KNOW.

omg. anyways, bless you Horikoshi, my feels which have been on backorder since fucking September have finally arrived lmao. yes, good, thank you. worth the wait. it is always, always worth the wait. fuck yeah.)

“LOWFRIES” SO YOU’RE TELLING ME THE WHOLE GANG IS HERE, AHHHHHHHH (º̩̩́⌣º̩̩̀ )

BEAUTIFUL. WONDERFUL. SENSATIONAL. I DON’T EVEN CARE THAT JUMP IS ON BREAK NEXT WEEK. THIS RIGHT HERE WILL SUSTAIN ME

#bnha 318 #midoriya izuku #BAKUGOU KATSUKI #!!!!#twowy mctwoface #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha meta #bakudeku #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha

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mettywiththenotes · 3 years

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Au where Bakugou is the JockTM and Izuku is the NerdTM, but Izuku secretly joins an underground fighting ring and has to hide that fact whenever he’s late for school or has to scrub off the blood on his shirt or smthg

Bakugou is the jock but he gets into scuffles and playful fights, not fucking bloody beaten-half-to-death fight clubs - which is why when he’s walking home alone one night and hears a bunch of noise, he walks toward it to find Izuku in his nerd clothes beating the absolute shit out of 3 older men, curb-stomping them, then getting out his All MightTM handkerchief to wipe the blood off his hands and saying “You’ll have to try again next time, guys! Seems like you’re still no match for me.”

Bakugou is horrified and actually kind of scared that he’s been kinda-sorta-teasing-and-making-fun of Izuku and all this time the nerd has had the power to kill him

They are more or less just rivals but only in terms of tests and grades! Not beat downs and broken legs and jaws!

Bakugou: DOES YOUR MOM KNOW ABOUT THIS??

Izuku, wiping the blood off his glasses: Obviously not, Kacchan, do you really think she’d let me do this?

Bakugou: But... I thought you were a goody-two-shoes! You’re super nice to everyone, even the teachers!!

Izuku: How else am I going to convince them to lay off me? If I didn’t get them on my good side, they’d totally be asking questions about where I was and stuff

Bakugou: 😨

Back when they were kids, Izuku was inspired when he and Katsuki would get bullied by the neighborhood kids and Katsuki would fight them and send them away, and Izuku would watch, in awe of his childhood friend’s strength. They eventually grew apart, not as close as they used to be and only just recently starting to repair what they had, but it still inspired Izuku to join his own fighting ring because he loved the pay-off when after a long hard day he’d get to take it out on people who WANTED to fight

Bakugou quit that shit in middle school and has since mostly grown away from that violent streak, and now he’s a jock but he’s one of those who only seems super scary but is actually quite nice in his own way. He’s quit the fighting scene, which is why when he finds out Izuku is doing this, he’s so shocked cause he never expected it

Bakugou, bandaging Izuku up: You gotta be more careful, stupid Deku!

Izuku: Kacchan, I’ve had worse than this, I’m fine

Bakugou:

Bakugou: WORSE?! WORSE THAN A BROKEN ARM??

Izuku: I mean YEAH! One time this woman with short hair brought an actual rifle to the fight, and-

Bakugou, already getting gray hairs: *head in hands*

Bonus, because I’m a sucker for Izuku and the League interacting:

The League are older teens who are the School Rivals that everybody hates and everyone just thinks they are super mean bullies, but they actually do join in with Izuku in the fighting rings and they used to patch Izuku up before Bakugou started doing it

The League have their own fighting ring but the guy who owns it is a creepy asshole, violent and manipulative with that wide grin stretching his face the entire goddamn time, and Izuku promised to get stronger and fuck this guy up for the League, so the League decided to come over every now and then and patch him up

Izuku went through an entire enemies-to-friends bonding character development arc without Bakugou ever even knowing lmao

So when one night, Bakugou comes over to heal Izuku’s wounds, he finds the League are already there taking care of him, and shenanigans ensue. Turns out, that Shigaraki guy is actually quite protective over that stupid nerd, like some sort of big brother, and the League do their own fair share of protective fussing, so Bakugou’s gotta learn to share it seems

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intheticklecloset · 3 years

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My Hero Academia Sentence Starters #51-60

A collection of the MHA sentence starters I’ve done, compiled for the sake of ease. These are all stand-alone stories.

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51) Lee Deku, Ler Shinsou

“I wonder where raspberries are the worst for you?”

Deku whimpered, squirming under Shinsou’s hold but not enough for it to really be considered trying to get away. “I-I don’t know…” he admitted, flushing bright pink. “Why don’t you find out?”

Shinsou chuckled lowly. “With pleasure.”

He raspberried Deku’s ribs, his sides, his belly, even his hips. All of it made the poor boy scream and laugh and plead, though it was obvious he was having just as much fun as his boyfriend was.

His screaming turned to shrieking, however, when Shinsou switched from raspberries to nibbles along his hips and waistline. Deku bucked and thrashed, laughter bursting from him before he even realized it himself. He barely had enough breath to beg for mercy. “NONONO!! NOHOHOHOT – NOT THAHAHAHAHA – SHIHIHIHIHINSOHOHAHAHAHA!!”

“Hmm, nibbles really tickle, huh?” Shinsou teased, but he let up and allowed Deku to breathe. “I want to try one more spot. Okay?”

“Y-Yeah,” Deku giggled, unable to take his eyes from Shinsou’s. “Go for it.”

Shinsou leaned down to nuzzle under his ear, then pressed his lips to his neck and blew another raspberry.

“EEEEK!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Deku laughed, bucking his hips again, digging his heels into the bedsheets. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

“Oh, I see~” Shinsou teased into his ear. “So that’s where raspberries really get to you, huh?”

“Sh-Shinsou,” Deku said breathlessly, lungs gasping for breath. “Toshi, please…”

Shinsou tightened his grip on Deku’s arms. “Just one more. But don’t worry – I’ll make it count.”

52) Lee Bakugou, Lers Kirishima and Uraraka

“You know, you’re a lot cuter than you realize.”

The words were spoken so casually, it threw Bakugou entirely off his game. He blinked. “What?”

Kiri and Uraraka exchanged smiles, turning their loving gazes back down to their boyfriend, who lay on the bed with his arms pinned above his head. He’d been bracing himself for something a little – well, rough – but now they were telling him he was cute? Bakugou was beyond unprepared for that.

“She’s right,” Kiri agreed, nodding, using a single finger to trace down his exposed frame from his underarm to his hip. “I certainly think you’ve got a cute belly.” That finger started tracing circles around his belly button. “Don’t you agree, Ochaco?”

“Definitely.” Uraraka beamed when Bakugou started letting out little huffs of air, squirming beneath them both. “But you know, his laugh is the cutest~”

“No,” Bakugou pleaded, smiling wide despite himself. “Plehehease, don’t…”

Kiri dipped his finger into the blonde’s belly button. “Aw, but you love it, Katsuki~”

“Nohohohohoho!”

“Yes, you do~” Uraraka teased, leaning down to kiss his neck and ears, making him flush a dark red at the double dose of tickly, teasy attention. He’d never admit it, but it made him incredibly flustered and he could never get enough of it. “You love it when we tickle you and tease you, baby~”

“Dohohohohon’t call me thahahat.” He tried to snap at her, but it came out as more of a pleading whine, and her return smirk nearly melted him right then and there. “Plehehehease…”

“Oh, Kiri,” Uraraka hummed, looking at the redhead with a sweet smile. “I think he wants tickles, don’t you?”

Bakugou flushed even deeper.

“I think so, too.” Kiri beamed, leaving the blonde’s belly button to scratch at his ribs. “Do you think we should indulge him?”

Bakugou squirmed beneath them both, already giggling quietly. “Guys…”

Uraraka joined in, tickling his ribs on the other side, and their boyfriend finally gave up the fight and let out a string of happy laughter, showing his teeth in a bright smile. “Yes. Let’s indulge our adorable little blasty boy~”

53) Lee Amajiki, Ler Mirio

“Laugh for me! I know you have it in you~” Mirio teased, easily pinning Amajiki’s arms above his head and digging a single finger into the boy’s side.

Amajiki was smiling so wide it almost hurt, but he wasn’t laughing – yet. Despite himself he was desperately trying to remain in control for as long as possible. He knew his blonde friend would break him eventually, and when he did, he’d be happy to crumble. But the fight was part of the fun of surrender, so he clamped his mouth shut and shook his head defiantly.

Mirio sighed playfully. “Don’t make me make it worse.”

Amajiki whimpered, but internally he was cheering. Yes, yes, make it worse! Make me laugh!

“All right, you asked for it.” The blonde straddled his knees and dug his thumb into the meat of his friend’s thigh, and that was it. The dam burst.

Amajiki laughed.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” He shrieked, letting himself give in at last, squealing and squirming and laughing to his heart’s content. All the while Mirio grinned down at him, still pinning him in place, forcing him to take it. “AHAHAHAHAHAHA!! MIHIHIHIRIO!!”

“Yes?~” Mirio hummed, letting his arms go to tickle both thighs at once, laughing with him when he screamed with hysterics. “Feeling better now?”

“YEHEHEHEHEHEHES!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

“Should I keep going?”

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

Mirio beamed. He loved that he was able to make his friend so happy with something so simple. Not to mention, it was good to hear Amajiki let loose and laugh for once. “Then you don’t have to tell me twice!”

54) Lee Deku, Lers Bakugou and Shinsou

“Oh yeah? I bet I know how to tickle him better than you do.”

Shinsou snapped his eyes to Bakugou, glaring at him. “I dare you to say that again.”

“Please. I’ve known that nerd since childhood. You’ve been dating for what – six months? Give me a break. I can make him laugh harder, mark my words.”

“It’s not about making him laugh hard, it’s about making him desperate for it to stop. Light tickles are effective in that regard, too.”

“Uh…g-guys?” Deku stammered, looking between them nervously. “You’re both good at tickling me…”

“There’s only one way to settle this,” Bakugou growled.

Shinsou nodded. “I agree.”

Suddenly Deku was pinned on his back on the floor, his childhood best friend at his right and his current boyfriend on his left. Both of them wore matching menacing, challenging smirks.

“May the best man win,” Shinsou said.

“I intend to,” Bakugou retorted.

Then both of them were tickling Deku – four hands of twenty fingers drilling all over from his underarms to his sides, hips, knees, and everywhere else they could reach, drawing giggle after squeal after loud, screaming plea from him as he squirmed and thrashed but went absolutely nowhere.

At first it was a total blast, having both of them tickle him together. But even he had his limits, and within a few minutes his pleading became genuine.

“STAHAHAHAHAP!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE, I CAHAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAKE ANY MOHOHOHOHOHORE!!”

“Who’s better?” Bakugou demanded.

“BOHOHOHOHOHOTH OF YOU!!”

“That’s not good enough,” Shinsou replied, smiling. Truly, he didn’t care if Bakugou was better than him. If anything, it motivated him to find all the little ways to make Deku completely helpless to his tickling in the future. “Pick one.”

Deku laughed and laughed and laughed, but he knew he couldn’t make a choice. Either way he’d hurt someone’s feelings – or even make them angry – and that was the last thing he wanted. So it looked like he was going to have to hold out a while longer…

55) Lee Deku, Ler Todoroki

“Oh, yeah, raspberries are a killer right here, huh?” Todoroki murmured, blowing another one on Deku’s hip bone, making his poor boyfriend screech with laughter. “Hmm~ Tickle, tickle, Izuku~”

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAP!!” Deku cried, laughing so hard he could barely breathe. He tugged on his restraints – a pair of ice shackles Todoroki had attached to the headboard of his bed – and watched helplessly as Todoroki flashed him a wicked smile and then did it again, flat-out ignoring his begging. “SHOHOHOHOHOHOTO!!”

Todoroki finally sat up, gently tracing his fingers along Deku’s sides. “All right, I’ll give you a short break. But just a short one. You doing okay?”

Deku nodded, giggling, grateful for the respite. He’d been more than willing to allow Todoroki to explore his interest in tickling this way, since it made him so happy and Deku didn’t mind being tickled. But it was still nice to actually be able to breathe now and then. “Y-You’re…you’re ruthless,” he stammered, blushing. “You like it a lot, don’t you?”

“Tickling you into screaming my name like that?” Todoroki smiled, digging a finger into his belly button. “Heck yeah.”

“Ehehehehehehehe!” Deku squirmed, tugging on his restraints again, both impressed and intimidated by how strong they were. For all of his thrashing, they hadn’t even shown signs of wearing down or melting at all. It was amazing, really. “Shohohohoto!”

“Thanks for letting me do this,” Todoroki murmured, his voice more sincere now. “I really love getting you riled up like this. But if you need me to stop for real, use the safe word, okay? I don’t want to go too far.”

Deku smiled at him, touched. “I will. But don’t worry – I can take a little more. So, Shoto, is that all you got? You can make me laugh harder than that, can’t you?”

The fire in Todoroki’s eyes blazed to life, and his return smile was everything to Deku. “Oh, I’m sure I can find new and creative ways to break you down.”

56) Lee Deku, Ler Shinsou

“Let’s play a game,” Shinsou said. “One of us pretends to be an animal. The other has to guess what kind of animal they are.”

Deku smiled at the silliness of it, but nodded anyway. “Sure. You go first, since it’s your idea.”

Shinsou got on his hands and knees and barked.

Deku laughed. “A dog. That was easy!”

“Your turn.” Shinsou smiled. Deku did the same thing, but meowed instead. “A cat. All right, wise guy, let’s see if you can guess this next one.” He straightened but stayed on his knees, bringing his arms up to form “claws” and growling low in his throat.

Deku smirked. “A bear.” But Shinsou shook his head, making him pause to think a little more. “Uhh, a gorilla? A rabid kangaroo?”

Shinsou lunged for him then, still growling, pinning Deku’s arms down and gently nibbling his teeth into his ribs, “eating” him. Deku burst into giggles. “Come on, Midoriya, what am I?”

“Ahahahahahahaha! I dohohohohohon’t knohohohow! A lihihihihion?!”

“Nope.”

“Alligator?!”

“Nope!” Shinsou moved further down to his hips. “What kind of animal specifically goes for your ticklish spots and wrecks you like this?”

Deku squealed, throwing his head back to unleash a bout of laughter that lasted several seconds before he found the breath to reply, “MOHOHOHOHONSTER!! TIHIHIHIHICKLE MONSTER!!”

“That’s right!” Shinsou cheered, shoving his arms above his head and continuing to nibble at his neck and ears. Deku squirmed helplessly beneath him, lost to his own hysterics.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHA BUT I GOHOHOHOT IT RIHIHIHIHIHIGHT!!”

“Didn’t I tell you? The penalty for each wrong guess is five minutes of tickling.”

“FOR EHEHEHEHEACH ONE?!”

“For each one. So that’s, what – twenty-five minutes of tickle torture?” Shinsou settled his weight on Deku’s hips, enjoying the distressed squeal that came out of his boyfriend. “Better get comfortable, Midoriya. We’re gonna be here a while~”

57) Lee Todoroki, Ler Sero

“What? I’m only fixing this very squirmy bed cover!” Sero grinned at the moving lump underneath the comforter of his bed where Todoroki had very poorly tried to hide from him not a minute before.

Todoroki shrieked. “Stahahahahahap! Sero, it tihihihihihihihickles!”

“It does?” Sero laughed, hopping onto the bed to pin down the open end of the comforter, further trapping his friend and blindly reaching for where he thought the half-and-half’s torso was. “Well, maybe you shouldn’t have run away.”

“Y-Yohohohohohou were gohohohohoing to t-tihihickle me!”

“And by running you only put off the inevitable.” Sero smirked. Todoroki squealed and went limp under the covers, presumably using all of his energy to laugh after a particularly bad spot was found. “Aww, did I getcha, Shoto?”

“Plehehehehehehehease!” Todoroki cried, sounding like he was gasping for breath. “I cahahahan’t breathe under hehehehehere!”

Sero frowned, worried, and quickly climbed off the bed so he could yank the comforter down and reveal the top half of a very disheveled-looking Todoroki. Before he could recover, the tape hero straddled his waist and hooked his fingers under his arms. “Tickle, tickle!”

“GAH!!” Todoroki tried arching his back, but when that did him no good he flopped helplessly onto the mattress and gave in, surrendering to his laughter as Sero tickled him silly. “Ahahahahahaha! Plehehehehehease, stop! Sehehehehero!”

“But you look like you’re having so much fun!”

A dark red blush bloomed on Todoroki’s cheeks. “Am nohohohohohot!”

“Now you’re lying to me?” Sero tsked. “You know I’m just going to punish you even more for that transgression.”

Todoroki looked elated despite himself. “Nohohohohohohohoho!”

Sero chuckled. “I think you mean yes.”

58) Lee Kaminari, Ler Ojiro

“No, no – you don’t get to hide your face.” Ojiro grabbed Kaminari’s wrists and pulled his hands away from his bright pink cheeks and wide smile, pinning them on either side of his head while his tail continued to lightly tickle his belly and belly button. “There we go.”

“No fahahahahahair,” Kami whined through his giggles, squirming but going nowhere fast. Ojiro was looming over him, grinning that wicked grin of his, using his tactical advantage against his friend in the worst – best? – way possible.

“I think it’s perfectly fair.” Ojiro smiled, trailing the fluff on his tail over Kami’s sides next, making the blonde beneath him jerk first to one side, then the other, then back again, giggling all the while. “Besides, you like gentle tickles, don’t you?”

“Behehehehetter than mehehehehean ones.”

“Mean tickles? You mean…on your knees?” Ojiro had his tail trail downwards to said spot.

Kami’s eyes widened. “Nohohohohohoho!”

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding.” The tail traveled back up, settling on the dip of his hips where his shorts had ridden down slightly. “Tickle, tickle, tickle~ You like that? My tail just liiiightly tickling you to make you smile? That’s what you really love, isn’t it?”

Kaminari was bright pink by now. “Shuhuhuhuhut up…”

“Oh, but you like the teasing even more, don’t you?” Ojiro’s smile became absolutely evil. “You wouldn’t mind if I stopped tickling you as long as I kept teasing, right?” He did just that, letting his tail hover in the air behind him as he teased an increasingly flustered Kaminari with just his words. “Do you miss it already? The tickling? Or would you prefer I just keep teasing you about how cute you look, all flustered like that?”

The electric hero whined, squirming under his fellow blonde’s tight hold. “P-Please, don’t stop.”

“Don’t stop what?”

“T-Tickling me.”

Ojiro chuckled, then started dusting his tail along Kami’s shins, making him giggle all over again. “You asked for it~”

59) Lee Shinsou, Ler Deku

“You’re not squirming away, smug for brains,” Deku laughed, pulling Shinsou in close and kissing the space between his shoulder blades as his fingers skittered along his ribs. “Come here! Take my tickly love!”

“Ehehehehahahahahaha!” Shinsou squealed, kicking wildly and messing up the blankets, but neither of them cared about that right now. The taller boy was currently the little spoon in their cuddling position, and with Deku’s arms wrapped around him in tandem with the tickly kisses along his back, he was going nowhere fast. The gentle assault was making him incredibly flustered and helplessly giggly. “Nahahahahahahaha! I-Izuhuhuhuku!”

“Take it!” Deku continued to laugh with him, moving his kisses up to the base of his neck. “Take my love!” His hands wandered down to pinch at a hip. “Take it, Shinsou!”

Shinsou was an incoherent mess, giggles and laughter intermixing with unintelligible pleas – though whether they were pleas to stop or keep going neither of them could tell.

Deku chose to do the latter, scooting his body up so he could reach Shinsou’s ears with his kisses while continuing to pinch and scribble along his hip bone. “It’s so cute that you’re so ticklish up here,” he mused with his own giggle. “You can’t even speak when I’m getting you like this.”

“S-S-Stahahahahahaha! Plehehehahahahahaha!” Shinsou was lost in his own laughter and loving every second, secretly hoping his boyfriend would never stop. “Zuku, nahahahahahahahaha!”

Deku couldn’t help but laugh, hugging him even closer and nibbling at the base of his ear, drawing a loud screech and even more frantic cackles from the completely helpless Shinsou. “Take my love, Toshi~ My tickly, tickly love for you~”

60) Lee Kaminari, Ler Jirou

“What are we, five years old now?”

Jirou grunted as she struggled to pin him. “You act like enough of a five-year-old for the both of us.”

“I do not!”

“Do, too.” She finally managed to overpower him just long enough to grab his foot and scribble her fingers over it.

Denki squeaked, releasing her instinctively and then immediately wishing he hadn’t, as he’d just lost any and all leverage he may have had over her. “Nohohohoho, Jirou!”

“That’s more like it.” She settled in on his ankles and dragged her nails up and down his bare soles. “Take this, genius.”

“Nahahahahahahaha!” He flailed in the grass, wishing it wasn’t so hot out that he’d decided to go out in only his shorts this afternoon to tan. Jirou was in shorts and a tank-top as well, but that did him little good when he was at her mercy instead of the other way around! “Plehehehehehease, no! I’ll do anythihihihihing!”

Jirou smirked at him over her shoulder. “Anything?”

“Yehehehehehes!”

“What if what I want to do is tickle you silly, Denks?”

He flashed her a brief, wide-eyed look before covering his face with his hands and groaning. “Ugh, the thihihihihings I dohohohoho for you, Kyoka.”

She beamed. “Aww, how sweet. Don’t worry…I won’t tickle you too bad~”

#fanfiction #tickle drabble #compilation #quick prompts #boku no hero #my hero academia #bnha #mha #sentence starters #shindeku

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queerenteen · 3 years

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The character development that Bakugo Katsuki got just, hits me sometimes? It’s just so beautifully done that I have to stop whatever I’m doing (like my trig homework) and appreciate it.

I always keep coming back to this one line from chp 285 which just seals the deal for me.

I mean every single thing in that chapter, or even the entire war arc is amazing but this one line just completely redefines him.

“Even if One for All is a cursed power--”

The next few panels show how he thinks that the people (All Might and Deku) make the power heroic.

(also bakugo’s expression in that last panel just kills me)

But, is that something that Bakugo at the beginning of the manga would have thought?

The one who believed that victory and strength were the ultimate goals, who was completely willing to sacrifice everything for the perfect win, and got into UA with the highest villain score but zero hero points?

Who believed that a powerful quirk was the indication of the strongest hero?

Logically, OFA is the strongest quirk in their world.

Sure, you can argue and say that AFO which gives the user multiple quirks or Todoroki’s Half Hot-Half Cold which are powerful and balanced, or even Bakugo’s explosions or Momo’s Creation could take that title.

But speaking from a biological perspective (my stem nerd side just jumped up and down with glee), the passing of OFA is what makes it so powerful.

The combining of the original (and incredibly powerful) quirk with those of several other heroes, with increase in variation and deepening of the quirk’s power (the quirk singularity theory) which all cumulated within Deku, makes it an awe-some power.

Even Shigaraki/AFO almost levels an entire city trying to take away OFA.

The combination of super-strength, super-speed and even affecting of air pressure from the original power stock-piling quirk with blackwhip for restrainment and offence, float and even danger sense (four of the seven existing OFA quirks that we have seen so far) is absolutely unstoppable.

But it also tears the user apart.

Bakugo Katsuki, who would do anything for total victory, to be the absolute best that there could be, calls the most powerful quirk a curse because of what it does to Deku.

While pro heroes like Manual are in awe of the power (also why is Rock Lock the only one questioning why a teenager is the one fighting, get it together adults), Bakugo is in absolute panic because Deku is wrecking himself with OFA.

If that complete shift in mentality isn’t peak character development, I don’t know what is.

{also sidenote: how do I think this shift affects the dynamic between Deku and Bakugo?

Well, the way they are now is so at odds to how they began: they are probably one of the, if not the most important people in each others lives.

This is illustrated heavily by Bakugo’s sacrifice and how Deku becomes absolutely feral when AFO insults that sacrifice; and how they are the ones that the other asks about first--the top priority.

Do I think that this is leaning towards the romantic side of the pairing?

I would like to hope so, because having not one, but two of the main charcaters be top pro heroes and also queer would mean so much to me; because people do tend to assume that one cannot be queer and also a hero (as shown in the media, most hero stories are so heteronormative it’s painful). I mean, you can like people of the same gender and still fight good.

But as someone who’s best friend is probably the most important person in my life, I know that platonic relationships can be as, if not more impactful than romantic ones.

Saying that, do I still think that they’re queer (for each other)?

Yeah. I love my bestie, but I don’t look at her the way Bakugo and Deku look at each other.}

(take note of the dramatic lighting, the briefest of ‘touches’ and the reaction--it’s like some shit out of regency novel)

(The first time I read the last panel I proceeded to gape in shock, almost trip over myself and fall flat on my face getting out of bed so i could grab my phone from my desk and call my best friend and then do the vocal equivalent of a keysmash for five minutes. This picture is picked up from a screenshot i sent to her in an email with the title: the gayest thing i have laid my eyes on.)

#wow it's been little over two weeks since i watched the first episode of bnha and it has so clearly consumed me #this is probably the longest post I have ever made #bakugo katsuki #like the stem nerd that i am i managed to include mendel's laws in this #bnha #mha #added a (for each other) after the queer bit in the last question because i realised that my bff and i are both queer #midoriya izuku #bakudeku #bkdk #deku #5 word hero name that no one will ever have the time to say #character study #character developement #insert graphic of monoma from the training arc here #redemption arc #atonement arc #katsuki bakugo rising #got i love that chapter so fucking much it hurts #like it is the good stuff #hurt me but also give me character introspection at pivotal moments #ofa #afo #shigaraki tomura #the war arc #the parallel of my body moved on its own absolutely murdered me #i cannot believe i forgot this tag #kacchan #keep your eyes on me #guys i put so much effort into this you have no idea

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polonium-snap · 3 years

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The Beauty & the Deku chp. 2

Summary: Izuku and Katsuki somehow get trapped in a book of fairy tales, to get out of it they decide to play their part in the stories. How far are they willing to go to fulfill the romantic plotlines? Will Katsuki be able to play the role of a fairy tale princess?

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When Katsuki comes to, he is washing some stairs.”Wha-? This again? You’ve got to be forking kidding me.” He stood up, inspecting his clothes, some raggedy top, and pants, which at least is not a dress, and went to a nearby well, staring at his reflection on the water, scowling.

“Kacchan?” He heard Deku’s voice from behind, and the blonde turned to him.

“Deku!” Katsuki said. “As you can see, we are still trapped in this nightmare.” He frowns. “What do we do now?”

“Let’s continue trying to go along with the story, maybe if we do it enough times, we’ll get out of here.” Izuku suggested.

Katsuki growled. “Shut up! What do you know? This is probably your fault since you didn’t have to be at the house in the end.”

Deku frowned. “Oh yeah, Cinderella totally broke through a door like you did.”

The blonde scowled back, blustering and turning to look away from Izuku. “Whatever.”

Which was Kacchan-speak for ‘I’m sorry, you’re right', good thing Deku was an expert at reading his childhood friend. “We should continue trying to go along with the story, this time as much as we can with the original.”

“No way, nerd. I already gave that a try and we are still trapped in this hellhole.” Katsuki argued. “It makes more sense to try and make the story different, if it doesn’t let us move on we can find the reason more easily.”

“What if that just makes us be stuck here forever, Kacchan?” Izuku argued back. “Let’s do it like the story says one more time, then if we are still here we’ll try your thing.”

The blonde frowned but sighed. “Fine.”

Izuku let out the breath he was holding and stared into red eyes. “Thank you.”

Silence hung heavy for a second between them for several seconds. “I’m sorry…” Bakugou mutters, surprising Deku. “You know, for kissing you at the end…”

Izuku blushed furiously. “Oh! Uhm, i-i-it’s ok Kacchan, that actually made us move on, so…”

The implication of the previous statement weighs on them, and the silence only makes heat rise faster and more intensely into Deku’s face. If the kiss was what made them move on, did that mean they would have to again until they were out of there?

The most obvious answer was there, if they were in Snow White, like Izuku suspected, that meant they had to kiss to be able to continue with the story.

“Wh-What story are we in anyway?” Katsuki asked if only to fill the silence.

“O-oh, I think we are in Snow White.” Izuku reasoned.

“How are we meeting so early then, isn’t the prince supposed to kiss snow white at the end?” The blonde tried to remember.

“No, I think they met right at the start of the Disney movie.” Izuku explained.

“Crap I can’t remember.” The taller teen rubbed his hand on his face. “How am I going to go along with the story if I can't remember how it goes?”

The green-haired boy bit his lip, he couldn’t blame Kacchan, apart from this being a stressful situation, it has been a long time since either of them either saw the movies or read any books with fairy tales on them. “I think I know how it goes, just make sure to go near the forest and run away from the huntsman and look for a small house, it belongs to some dwarfs.” He explains. “Make sure they let you stay, cook and clean for them or something, the evil queen will look for you, to kill you, she will give you an apple, bite it, I’ll take care of the rest and then we’ll ride off to the sunset.”

“My prince.” Katsuki said sarcastically, and Izuku glared, but his cheeks felt hot. “I got it, I got it, I’m just tired of cleaning stuff, like I knew old men hate women in these stories and think their only use is to cook and clean, I get it, old news, but it’s annoying as heck, you know?”

“I get it Kacchan, I’m sorry, but I really think that we can get out if we follow the script as much as we can.”

“Yeah, except we can barely remember how it goes, you lame nerd, even just talking like this can change the story.” The fiery teen started to raise his tone. “We’re already doomed.”

Izuku cringed. “You’re right, but there must be plot points that make us move on, you know like in Cinderella, the background repeated until we did what it wanted, to move on we need to keep doing just that.” He tried to placate the other man. “This is the best plan we have right now, just go with it until we can think of something better.”

Katsuki stands staring at the other teen for a few seconds, glaring, but pondering what was said all the same. “Fine, but we better get out of this, or I’m going to explode.” He turned away and started walking toward the palace. “See you later, nerd, don’t you dare die.” He closed the doors, leaving Izuku staring.

The wardrobes the stories were putting the blonde in were killing him, he looked so handsome, even in dresses. Now the blonde wasn’t exactly wearing a dress, but elements of it were clearly borrowed, Kacchan was in rags but still looked amazing.

Izuku shook his head, this was not the time to be fawning over Kacchan, he turned around and left the grounds of the palace, unsure of what to do with himself. Jesus, fairy tale princes really were useless and had one shitty line, like Kacchan had said, though maybe like this, he could look for clues.

He looked down and sighed, even his clothes were boring.

۵⚜-The Beauty and the Deku-⚜۵

Katsuki changes his clothes because he is not staying in some ugly rags, besides he is 70% sure Snow White wasn’t dressed so badly, she needs to be marketable, little kids wouldn't buy merch of her if she looked ugly right?

He went near the forest, as Deku had said, and sat on a rock, at least the scenery was always interesting in these stories, as Katsuki had never gone out of Japan, he could almost pretend he was visiting Europe or some shit.

“I’m sorry, princess.” Said a voice, which startled the fuck out of the blonde.

“Jesus fu-!” Katsuki turned around to find Rikido Sato, from his class. “Sato?! You are the huntsman?”

The other man’s eyes widened. “You know my name?!” His eyes watered. “The queen has never called me by my name.”

Katsuki hadn’t either until just then, but he wasn’t about to say that to a man with a weapon while he remained quirkless. “Yes, of course I know your name!” He lied, he was lucky with Sato’s last name, he was between Sato and Sota. “I’m going to be the next ruler of this kingdom, and you my loyal subject.” He was talking out of his ass. “How could I not know your name?”

Sato dropped the knife. “I can’t do it!” He cried. “The queen is trying to kill you, your best option is to run as far as you can and hope she never finds you!”

Katsuki stood up from the ground and scrubbed the dirt off his clothes. “Right, thank you, I guess, for not killing me or whatever.” He jogged into the forest, enjoying it more than he normally would, maybe because it had been a while since he had been able to make one of his mornings runs.

At some point, his foot got tangled on some tree roots and he came crashing to the ground. “Argh!” He exclaimed. “Dumb tree, dumb story, dumb Deku!” He raged, and sat on the ground, finding the cabin could wait. As he lay on the ground feeling sorry for himself he felt small tweets from above, and slowly, animals from the forest came out and stared at him.

The blonde groaned. “One of you better not be Dunce face or Hair for brains.” He couldn’t take any more woodland animals as his friends, although thankfully it seemed none of them was anyone he knew. “What are you doing here then, If not to torture me?”

All the animals started to walk toward somewhere, and Katsuki, having nothing better to do went with them, only to find the small house Deku talked about. He opened the door, finding the insides absolutely filthy. And as much as Katsuki had complained he disliked cleaning, he disliked even more letting it stay filthy.

‘Fucking fine’ He thought because only in his mind he could use his favorite words. “You win, stupid Deku, I’ll clean this pigsty.” Katsuki picked up a broom and started sweeping the comical amounts of dust and dirt, the animals around him started to do the same, and for the first time, he didn’t mind the small woodland animals that seemed to follow him lately.

When he finally finished he realized how tired he was, it had been a few days since he last slept, so maybe now he could take a nap. Bakugou climbed the stairs, peering at the small beds with the dwarf's names, he pushed some of them together so he could fit in and dropped like a log on them, paying no mind to the few small animals that cuddled him, he was too tired for that shit.

He closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

۵⚜-The Beauty and the Deku-⚜۵

“What is that? Is it a ghost?” Said a fearful but familiar voice.

“Ha! There’s no such thing as a ghost.” An angrier voice said.

“Who cares, ghosts can’t touch you, let’s just sleep and be done with it.” Said another voice that sounded just like Aizawa.

With his sleep finally disrupted Katsuki decided to sit up and fuck up anyone who dared wake him. When he rose from the bed, multiple gasps were heard. “What is it now?” He said, the blanket still over his head, which he removed slowly.

When he finally could see, he found seven eerily familiar dwarfs looking at him and gasping once again.

“Prince!” One of them exclaimed. “What are you doing here, young prince?”

Holy shit, this dwarf was All Might. Katsuki gaped at the blonde dwarf, his face a picture of the man’s old glory.

The teen looked at the others, Aizawa, Present Mic, Koda, Kirishima, Kaminari...and Endeavour?!

“Let me guess, you,” Bakugou pointed at Aizawa. “Are sleepy, you,” Present Mic, who let out a very loud sneeze. “Are Sneezy, you,” Koda blushed. “Bashful.” Then Kirishima. “You are Happy, I guess.” Kaminari. “Dunce face, you are obviously Dopy.” Bakugou laughed. “This must be Todoroki’s old man, Endeavour.” The red-haired dwarf fumed. “That leaves you All Might, I guess you are Doc.”

All Might smiled. “Yes, young prince.” He eyed Katsuki as if searching for answers. “What brings you here?”

“Yeah, that, the queen is trying to kill me or something.” The younger man dismissed carelessly.

“The queen is trying to kill you?!” Several of the small men exclaimed.

“Yes, so let me hide here, I’ll cook and clean, or something.” Katsuki forced himself to say.

“Like we would let a stranger stay here in our h-” Endeavour started to say.

“Of course you can stay, my boy!” All Might said. “Isn’t that right?”

“Yeah!” Kirishima, Kaminari, and Present Mic said, Koda blushed, and Aizawa grunted his approval from where he slept.

Endeavour growled.

The next day, after making the seven nuisances breakfast and them lining up at the door to go to the mine, Kirishima took of his stupid hat and watched Katsuki expectantly.

“What do you want.” The blonde said, but he had started to piece what hair for brains was silently asking, the redhead wanted a kiss on his forehead, Bakugou fumed, missing the cracking sound of his quirk. The thing was Snow White obviously did so in the movie, and if he wanted to be truthful with what he promised Deku, he had to kiss the foreheads of these dumbasses and thank god they wouldn’t remember, or at least he hoped so.

He reluctantly kissed Kirishima’s forehead, cringing when the dwarf continued in his way. It didn’t take long for the rest of the short men to follow suit.

Kaminari laughed and thanked him with a teasing smile. Katsuki struggled not to punch with his bare hands. Koda, bless him, just blushed and continued on his way, Aizawa grunted, Present Mic whooped in happiness, and All Might thanked him.

Lastly, there was Endeavour, who Katsuki categorically and morally opposed kissing, as much as he hated the half-and-half bastard his old man was trash and he wasn’t about to ignore that. But he had made a promise to stupid Deku who was probably living it large somewhere as a prince.

Katsuki swallowed his pride if only because he was a man of his word.

He slowly bent to press his lips on Endeavour's dwarfed forehead, closing his eyes to avoid extra trauma, and gave him a lightning-quick kiss.

“It’s not like I wanted you to, brat!” What the fuck? Was Endeavour a tsundere?

Bakugou would never be able to look at the number one hero ever again.

While Katsuki baked a pie in the old-fashioned oven he heard some commotion on the outside. Bristling Katsiki let go of the hot pie and peeked through the window, only to see Shigaraki dressed in black rags and carrying a basket of apples.

Holy fuck, Shigaraki was the queen?!

Katsuki couldn’t help it, he burst out laughing. “You?! Your crusty musty ass is the queen? HAHHAHA” He was nearly crying, Shigaraki looked worse than normal, and that was so hard to do in the blonde’s mind that he had to give the man kudos for surpassing himself.

“W-what? No, I’m no old queen, just an old man offering such beauty an apple.” Shigaraki stuttered, quickly jumping into convincing the teen into taking the blood-red apple in his ugly hands.

Katsuki wiped his tears of laughter. “I’m just, haha, sorry, It’s just been an annoying day.” He explained. “But alright, since you made me laugh so much I’ll take the apple, thank you for the few hours of peace, while that stupid Deku makes it here.” The blonde bit the apple, promptly falling asleep as he heard Shigaraki’s pathetic laugh.

۵⚜-The Beauty and the Deku-⚜۵

Izuku panted as he followed the forest’s animals toward the dwarf's house, where he knew Katsuki was waiting for him, the queen, whoever they were, was probably already chased off a cliff and Kacchan was placed in a crystal case.

He arrived at a clearing, watching as the dwarfs mourned Katsuki’s apparent death.

Wait. Was that Endeavour?! No. No, no time for that, literally everyone they knew was becoming a supporting character in these stories, it was entirely possible Endeavour was too.

...Was he supposed to be grumpy?

Izuku shook his head away from those thoughts and focused on Katsuki’s relaxed face as he slept and the dwarfs took away the glass casing on top of the snoozing blonde. Deku had always wondered why on earth the dwarfs just took off the case for some random prince to kiss the princess? What if it was just some creep? Though he had heard the age of the actual prince was 31, while Snow White was 14, which, what the hell.

Anyways he was getting sidetracked, maybe due to the nerves of having to kiss Kacchan, and the intense gazes the dwarfs were sending the green-eyes teen. He gulped, approaching the other man’s face, suddenly feeling very hot. It's not like they hadn’t kissed before, just two days ago Kacchan had kissed him, and there was always that one time they were 4 and wanted to know what kissing felt like.

However, both times it had been Katsuki who had initiated, not Izuku, Deku had never been the one to kiss someone, and the fact they were not conscious was really bothering him. It was morally incorrect to kiss someone who was unconscious, even if he somewhat knew Katsuki would be ok with it.

He felt dirty, like a 31-year-old prince kissing a 14-year-old girl, well maybe not that dirty.

But still, he did not feel great about this.

Finally, as his lips were millimeters away from Bakugou’s, Deku avoided the pink plump lips of his classmate and kissed the other’s cheek swiftly and reeled back. Katsuki’s eyes remained closed for dreadful long seconds, until red eyes fluttered open, sleepily batting long blonde eyelashes at Izuku.

“Took you long enough, nerd.” Katsuki complained as Deku offered him a hand and a taller teen rose from the adorned crystal bed.

“Sorry Kacchan.” Izuku said, relieved that the kiss on the cheek was enough to wake the other up. “Let’s go?”

Katsuki blinked. “Oh, yeah, you said we now ride into the sunset.”

“I-I mean, y-yeah, that’s how I remember it ended.” Izuku stuttered.

“Thank god.” Katsuki launches himself at Izuku's horse, waving at the dwarfs and animals as Izuku himself mounts it.

“Are you ready?” Izuku said, feeling like he forgot something.

“Yes.” The blonde rushed, a fake smile plastered on his face as he waved. “Let’s go you stupid piece of crap.”

“Right.” Izuku instructs the horse to start moving toward the horizon where a large range of beautiful reds and oranges paint the sky.

“Thank you for nothing!” Katsuki waves again, this time his smile is more genuine as he does a pg version of his usual cursing at the dwarfs and animals that probably don’t hear him due to the distance. “Hope you trip on your horrendous beards and die!”

The green-haired teen sweat drops as Bakugou finally settles down.

That is until he notices the horizon only seems to get further away. “No! Look, we aren’t moving on!”

Deku has to agree, as he notes his surroundings, while the background isn’t repeating, there seems to be no end to the valley even as seconds turn into several minutes. Well, if it isn’t the consequences of my actions, Izuku thought as he meditated the best way to confess why they may be unable to finish the story.

“Darn it!” Katsuki growled in frustration. “I swear I did everything you told me.” He tried to explain. “I even kissed Endeavour’s old geezer head.”

“I know, Kacchan.” Izuku reassured, gulping as he realized he needed to come clean. “It is my fault.” He confessed.

“What?”

“So you know ten minutes ago when I was supposed to kiss you and wake you up from the sleeping curse?”

“Yes…?” Katsuki nodded. “What’s your point?”

“I may or may not have kissed your cheek instead of kissing you in the lips like in the traditional story.” He said sheepishly. “...Sorry...?

Katsuki slowly turns to look at the dumbass he called childhood friend. “What did you just say?”

“...I’m...sorry?” Izuku’s voice got weaker.

“What on earth is your problem?!” Katsuki bellowed, his eyes glowing red. “You SAID that we needed to follow the story to get out, you made me PROMISE I would go along with it just this once.”

The other man cringed. “I know, I know.” He whined. “I’m sorry, it’s just when I had to kiss you, you were unconscious and it just felt wrong since you never explicitly agreed that I could kiss you.”

“It was implied that I wanted to kiss you!” Katsuki yelled and then blushed, Izuku did too. “I mean, it was implied I was ok with it, you bumbling buffoon!” He screeched.

“Buffoon...?” Izuku mumbled as he stared in surprise at red embarrassed eyes.

“Ughhh!” Katsuki said in frustration. “Being this mad without using my quirk is making me lame.” He explained to himself, he took the reins of the still moving horse and yanked it so it stopped. Then he threw his legs over the animal so Bakugou was fully facing Deku. “Let’s just kiss so maybe this can be over, you piece of garbage.”

Katsuki pulled Izuku roughly so their noses were touching. “Don’t think for a second I’m not going to kick your ass into the next century after we get back to UA.”

Before Izuku could respond, their lips smashed together, harder and deeper than necessary, all while he was vaguely aware the world started to crumble and fade into white once again.

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missingbk-dkhours · 3 years

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In which Izuku is back at his dorm.

(How to read: The POV of this work is in third person limited, meaning that I will be referring to the characters in third person, but only showing one character's thoughts at a time. The POV changes in the middle of the work. These three dots, "...," when not used in dialogue, mean that there is a change in the POV.)

Izuku POV

The sheets feel soft underneath him. Izuku scrunches them between his fingers, pushing and pulling on the fabric.

It’s been days since he last slept, right? Days. That… probably isn’t the healthiest.

He pinches the blanket beside him and rubs it between his thumb and finger. If he lies down right now, he’ll definitely pass out instantly. He stares at the blanket in his hand.

How ridiculous.

People are out there dying. People begging for a hero. People using their last breaths to call out for someone who will never hear them because here he is! Comfortable on this luxury of a bed, fresh out of a hot and steaming shower, tending to his needs. He feels his heart ache for all the lives he’s not saving. All because he’d allowed himself to rest...

He’ll leave then.

He’ll leave, and beat whatever villain crosses his path on his search for All For One. That’s- that’s right! Shigaraki is still somewhere out there, preparing to steal One For All. Becoming stronger with every passing minute. He’s probably waking from his slumber at this very moment, reaching towards the earth with his devastating hand. Somewhere in Japan, the world shatters- No no no no no no.

Izuku whips his head towards the nearest window. The movement leaves him dizzy. But it’s fine. He just needs to leave. Now. If he hurries now, he’ll still beat Shigaraki! He’ll still save every-

A hand, firmly grasping his chin, whips his head forward.

Izuku squeezes his eyes shut, “Ow…”

“Shuddup. If you think about escaping again, I swear, I will knock you out,” Katsuki lightens his grasp. “Now sit still.”

Right…

Kacchan is... brushing his hair.

Izuku stares at the blond standing in front of him, “You, uh, you know, Kacchan… I can, uh, brush my own hair.”

Katsuki scoffs and crosses his arms in front of him, “You serious, Deku?? Give it a rest, already! You can barely move your shitty body.” He lets out a forced chuckle. “How did you even think you could make it out of this room without fucking collapsing??”

Izuku sighs and looks down and away from Katsuki. His entire body shakes with every breath he takes. Have his muscles ever felt so numb and his bones so frail? So much fatigue is frightening. He hates it. Hates to admit just how- Another trembling breath, and he glances up to Katsuki again- ...just how delicate he feels.

“Plus, Deku,” Katsuki starts, dragging his fingers across Izuku’s forehead and moving Izuku’s bangs away from his eyes, “You said you’d stay with us.”

Izuku’s hair falls back on his face when Katsuki reaches towards the nightstand for some hair product. Izuku closes his eyes. His eyelids are heavy. There’s no point in even thinking about leaving now. Kacchan is right. He can barely move. It’s kind of pathetic that just showering left him incapacitated, but at least, there’s no longer mud in his hair. Instead, Katsuki’s fingers run through his locks and massage his scalp. Fingers tickle the back of his neck, and he lets his head tilt forward… He could definitely… He could definitely fall... asleep... like this... Izuku forces his eyes open... How embarrassing would it be to fall asleep while Kacchan’s helping him with his hair. No, he can’t fall asleep just yet.

“They’re still out there, Kacchan. Shigaraki and All For One. We’re- we’re losing time. We’ve got to find them, and no one else has my speed. You… you understand, right? This is killing- this is killing me, Kacchan, you know? Not being able to do anything, Kacchan.”

Katsuki’s hands grasp at Izuku’s bangs once more, and he pulls on them, pushing Izuku’s head back. Izuku barely manages to focus on the boy in front of him. Red eyes greet his green.

“You’re really something else, Deku. On that, you are correct.” Katsuki observes him before closing his eyes and shaking his head. “For fuck’s sake.” Katsuki leans down and slides his arm between Izuku’s waist and arm, hooking his fingers on the other side of his waist. Izuku’s already pressed against Katsuki when he registers that he’s been lifted from his bed. Kacchan is undoing the bed’s sheets.

“Oh no, Kacchan… I can… I can, uh, do it. Kaccha…” His back presses on the mattress. Instantly, the warmth and comfort of his sheets engulf Izuku. He shuts his eyes. Why hadn’t he done this sooner? He feels his mind slipping. Maybe… maybe he should let go… at least for a moment… it really couldn’t hurt…

Katsuki is still pressed against him, arm underneath his body, pushing Izuku’s legs onto the bed when,

“Kacchan, sleep with me.”

…

“Excuse me… What?”

Izuku doesn’t respond for a while, and Katsuki’s sure he’s fallen asleep-

“Kacchan… like when we were, uh… kids…”

Katsuki groans, “Deku, you’re half asleep. Don’t even know what you’re saying, you idiot.” Katsuki removes his arm from underneath Izuku. He starts standing upright when he realizes that Izuku’s looking at him. A blush paints his freckles pink.

“S-sorry. That was really, um, inappropriate. I’m really tired s-so-” “Yeah, no, I get it. It’s totally fine.” His face is mere inches from Izuku’s still. He tilts his head down, looking away from Izuku and shakes his head. Might as well be close to Izuku while he can. Katsuki tilts his head back up, surely, with an awkward expression on his face, “I’m really tired, too…”

Katsuki straightens up and puffs his cheeks. Is he really doing this? “Hey, my room is… pretty far from here.” It’s not, but. “I could stay here… with you. So that, you know, I can be here to protect your fuckin’ exhausted and immobilized self, and so that I don’t have to walk all the way to my room. It’s convenient. For both of us.”

Izuku stares at Katsuki. Katsuki stares at Izuku.

This time, Katsuki is sure that Izuku’s fallen asleep with his eyes open.

Izuku blinks. “Yeah, of course.”

“Yeah.” Katsuki shuffles onto Izuku’s bed. “Of course.”

An All Might poster taped to the ceiling welcomes Katsuki as he settles beside Izuku. Feels like deja vu. He can barely remember the nights he spent at Deku’s house, but he knows this night is not the first he’s spent pressed against the nerd. The bed stirs beside him, and he struggles to recall the last time they’d shared a bed together. He wonders if that last time could have been easier to remember if he hadn’t been so…-

A breath tickles his shoulder. “Kacchan, we should talk.”

Katsuki is quick to suppress the shudder that threatens to travel down his spine, “You’re still awake, Deku?”

“We... need to talk…. I can’t go to sleep yet, I’ve realized.”

Fuckin’ nerd… Katsuki rolls to his side, and while he was expecting to come face to face with those pools of green he’d started referring to as “pretty,” his sight is only of long eyelashes laying atop rosy cheeks.

Katsuki physically feels his gaze soften before responding, “Deku, we’ll talk later.”

“I wanna… talk… now.... You’ll just leave once I fall asleep.”

Katsuki rolls his eyes, “... Yeah, you’re right. I was thinking about doing that.”

And though it's minute, a frown appears on Deku’s face.

It’s cute.

“Just stay here, Kacchan…”

Katsuki wraps his arm around Izuku before bringing it back to himself, a blanket in his hand. Underneath it, now lie Katsuki and Deku. “...Okay. I will”

And though it is tired and wobbly and almost painfully quick, a smile appears on Deku’s lips. “...Okay. Good...Goodnight, Kacchan.”

How Katsuki ever survived not having Izuku within walking distance, he’ll never know. But he knows, he’d be a fool to ever let it happen again.

“Goodnight, Deku.”

#i started on this like a month ago #will i ever finish it?#who knows #but enjoy #bakudeku #bkdk #bakudeku fic #bakudeku wip #this is the first time i write anything that isn't dialogue or a school paper soooooo #might not be the best but yeah

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xoxo-teddybear · 3 years

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Oh, The Lies You Tell - Bakugou Katsuki - pt. 1

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: angst, trauma, abuse, betrayal, fluff, slice of life, smut, cursing, manipulation, possible spoilers, physical harm, 18+

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

Ep. Warnings: cursing, mentions of abuse and manipulation, slice of life(ish), manga spoilers!!

A/N: Ok so this is just what I daydream about, and since ima tv addict, I’m involving some “Avatar: The Last Airbender” related things, but a little different. This is more of an introduction to our character but I hope you enjoy!

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.6 Pt.7 Pt.8 Pt.9

Summary: It’s Y/N’s first day at UA.....as a “former” villain

“Y/N L/N. She’s a new transfer student. Treat her with your respect and do your best to take care of her.” The tired teacher spoke.

“.......Hey. Please treat me well.” The intimidating girl said as she bowed in respect.

Now if you were to see Y/N on the streets as a stranger, you wouldn’t even think she would have this threatening aura. The class agreed. She’s gorgeous. From a far, you would think she’s a sweetheart, But the girl had a cold, calm stare in her E/C eyes. There was actually no way to describe it. It was just chilling to the bone.

Not only that, but it was clear you were a little rebel. Mainly because of the way you decided to change up your uniform. Your sleeves were torn off to make your button up top some sort of tight fitted turtle neck with a tie that was complimenting your busty figure. Especially since it was tightly tucked into your skirt, pressing against your torso instead of loosely sitting in there like the other girls. You also added a small dark brown belt to cover where your skirt and top meet. Your waist gave the perfect show of how curvaceous you truly were. Your thighs were deliciously thick and your ass must’ve been a perfect peach, considering it caused your skirt to seem a little too small for you. Instead of the typical shoes and knee high socks, you opted for thigh high dark brown leather boots that folded at the top to match your belt. No heel though, of course. Gotta keep it casual. You finished off your rebellious look with a pair of black leather fingerless gloves. Do you look like trouble? Yup. Do you look hot as hell though? You bet.

“You may be seated next to Katsuki Bakugou.” Your new teacher spoke. Before anybody else could give an indication of who this “Bakugou” boy was, an electric blonde spoke up.

“Be careful with that one pretty lady, he’s our resident hot head.” The boy spoke while the entire class giggled.

“Shut it dunce face.” Your eyes shifted from one blonde to another. This time with a spiky head of ash blonde hair and piercing red eyes. As you walk towards your new seat, you made eye contact with the spiky blonde, you saw the look on his face. Just like everyone else, a face of fear and shock, except this time the person didn’t know who you were.

Bakugou could definitely say upon first glance, you were definitely something fierce. It threw him off just how powerful your presence was. He quickly turned away as you took your seat.

As class began, everyone had their eyes on Y/N. Some admiring her beauty, others wary of her aura, and some too nervous to mention their newfound fear of her. In the middle of Mr. Aizawa’s boring lecture, a scratch at the door could be heard.

‘A scratch?’ Everyone thought. But Y/N knew exactly who it was.

When Mr. Aizawa went to open the door, in came what appears to be a wolf-dog. Mr. Aizawa seemed to casually accept it and just expected you to explain. He was too tired to deal with this crazy shit.

“Oh..there you are Rumor. Took you long enough to find this place.” The creature, also somehow intimidating, simply just huffed at the girl and layed down next to her seat in between her and Bakugou.

“L/N, please explain to the class why Rumor is here. They clearly seem to be confused.” Y/N looked around the room to see her new classmates staring at her and her furry friend.

“*sigh* he’s my animal companion.” You simply stated. Apparently it didn’t satisfy your peers because a freckled, green haired boy spoke up.

“Animal companion? Like a service dog?” The timid boy asked. You secretly rolled your eyes at the fact you’ll have to answer this question again. That is until Bakugou spoke.

“You damn nerd, if he was a service dog, she woulda said that now, don’t ‘cha think?” ‘Dunce face and a damn nerd huh? Wonder what new nickname this hedgehog will give me.’ Your little quip made you give the smallest smile with a quiet laugh to yourself

What you didnt realize was that during your little moment, Bakugou was watching you the entire time. He fought the blush that was threatening to rise and successfully won. ‘The hell?’ Bakugou thought. Since when did he blush?

“He’s right. Rumor isn’t my service dog, he’s my animal companion. And no, not my pet. He’s more like a close friend. My best friend if anything. He’s also not a dog either, he’s a changeling.” You explained hoping someone else knew what a changeling was. Thankfully, the “damn nerd” did.

“Changeling? I thought they were just a myth.” He said. “What the heck is a changeling, Deku?” You turned and saw it was a girl with a round face and pink cheeks. ‘Deku? How rude’ you thought to yourself.

“Changelings were rumored to be magical like beasts who could take the form of any animal they chose. Those forms could be as real as eagles and bears or as mythical as dragons and unicorns. They could also change the size of their form too. Am I right, L/N?” Deku asked you.

“You’re completely right, Deku.” The green haired boy blushed at his nickname on your tongue. “Rumor can be any creature I command. His wolf-dog form is his casual form though. It’s the form he took at birth I guess.”

“You guess?” Bakugou asked.

“Yes, I guess. I didn’t have Rumor since he was born. I found him while I was on a walk in the forest. We just clicked, and he followed me home. That’s when I discovered his powers and what he was, and seeing that changelings were only rumored to have existed, I thought it would’ve been a fitting name. We’ve been together ever since, and not only does he work as a friend, he’s a fighter too. He’s like a partner to me which is exactly why principle Nezu allowed him to attend UA with me. I guess you could say he’s part of my...uhm..quirk” You thoroughly explained. You couldn’t help it. You loved talking about Rumor. He was your best friend and definitely one of a kind.

Rumor looked up at you and barked. You turned to pet him on the head and gave him a little smile. Something that didn’t go unnoticed by the resident hot head, which once again caused him to fight back a blush. ‘The fuck is going on with me today?’ The blonde thought to himself. Finally satisfied with the answers, the class picked up where they left off and continued to learn about quirks which didn’t seem all that useful to you since....you don’t have one.

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Later

“Remember, we will all be meeting at gym gamma tomorrow morning, so don’t bother coming to the classroom. Just meet up there with any comfortable gym wear.” Mr. Aizawa said at the end of the day.

“Yes sir!” The class all said. “L/N stay behind, I need to speak to you and Rumor.” The tired teacher said with a yawn.

“Yes sir.” You calmly replied.

As the class gathered their things to leave, some came up to speak to you. First it was Deku and the round faced girl.

“Welcome to UA L/N. My name is Izuku Midoriya!” Deku said.

“Oh my apologies. I thought I heard that your name was Deku.” You said so nonchalantly with your sweet voice.

“Well it’s just a nickname that started up with Kacchan.” The boy was now blushing in slight embarrassment while rubbing the back of his head.

“Kacchan? I’m sorry, I don’t know who that is.” You said.

“Oh right! My bad, Kacchan is Bakugou. It’s a name I gave him during our childhood.” He stated.

“Seems a little mean.” You chuckled

“Yeah but he’s always been like that.” The boy smiled with a small laugh.

“I think I can tell. He must be really nice to Deku and Dunce face.”

You both shared a laugh at your little sarcastic poke at the explosive blonde that the girl was feeling a little left out.

“Anyways, I’m Ochako Uraraka! I was really hoping I could talk to you more but Deku over here can’t seem to keep his mouth shut.” the girl slightly teased.

“Meh. No worries. We’re gonna be stuck together for the next few years. We have plenty of time to get to know each other.” You so kindly spoke as you gathered your stuff.

“Totally! We can-“ Uraraka was cut off by a very handsome two toned boy with a scar. He definitely reminded you of some you knew. You watched as he came up to speak to Midoriya.

“Hey, Midoriya. Did you want to...” you tuned out his conversation. You simply just stared at him in awe. No doubt about it. He was definitely Dabi’s brother. But he was a whole lot more handsome.

The boy caught onto your staring and introduced himself.

“Hello L/N, my name is Shoto Todoroki. You may know me from my father, Endeavor, but I assure you, I’m nothing like him. In fact it’s safe to say I hate him.” He stated ever so calmly. ‘Wow. So blunt. And I guess hating Endeavor runs in the family’

“Hey it’s fine. I get it, daddy issues.” You nervously laughed but this seemed to strike an interest in Todoroki as he seem to have wanted to continue bashing both of your fathers until he was interrupted by Bakugou.

“You’re in my way Icy-hot.” ‘Jeez, another nickname?’ You thought.

“Then move to another side.” Todoroki quickly came back with.

This caused you to now openly give a quiet laugh, you could already tell what kind of relationship those two have. During your small laugh, Bakugou once again caught himself staring, except this time, he was caught. And it was by you.

You both made eye contact once again. As he stared into your E/C colored eyes, and you stared into his rubied gems, you both grew a slight blush on your cheeks and the 3 standing next to you both took notice.

“Hey..” you sweetly said.

“..........hey.” He replied and quickly looked away embarrassed. That peaceful little moment made your heart stir. Something that hasn’t happened in a long time. If felt calming, loving, happy...and weird and confusing. Thankfully, Dunce face came up to flip the switch.

“Wow Kacchaaannn,” the electric blonde said wiggling his brows. “Never seen you blush like that. You got a little crush on the new gir-“

“SHUT UP SPARK PLUG!” Bakugou exclaimed as he quickly made his way out of the classroom.

“Hey why you gotta be so mean all the time man!” Dunce face cried out.

“I SAID SHUT UP” Bakugou screamed from down the hall. ‘Well he certainly is interesting.....and cute’

“Ah jeez, whatever,” the blonde sighed before you seemed to have caught his attention.

“Well hey there pretty lady,” he started “I’m Denki Kaminari and you are one gorgeous girl. And you definitely got a rockin’ bod-“ he was cut off by our scary teacher.

“That’s enough Kaminari, I need to speak to L/N. Now all of you, out.” He commanded.

They all took their leave thinking about how cool and kind you were. Oh how wrong they were. The little act you put up sure was convincible. Hell, the only thing you genuinely meant was that Todoroki and Bakugou were cute and the blush that came up whenever Bakugou stared at you. You still couldn’t explain it but you brushed it off.

When all were gone, you mentally took notes of their names and possible quirks.

Izuku Midoriya. Alias: Damn Nerd and Deku. Quirk: unknown.

Ochako Uraraka. Alias: unknown. Quirk: unknown.

Shoto Todoroki. Alias: Icy-hot. Quirk: possibly related to cold and heat

Denki Kaminari. Alias: Dunce Face and Spark Plug. Quirk: possibly related to electricity

Katsuki Bakugou. Alias: Kacchan. Quirk: unknown

“L/N.” Your teacher snapped you out of your quick thought and got you focused.

“You seemed to be very comfortable with telling them about Rumor.” Mr. Aizawa said with an eyebrow raised.

“Well he is my best friend. I could go on and on about Rumor for hours if people didn’t stop me. And you can’t lie, he is pretty interesting. Especially his fighting style. You would know all about that, wouldn’t you....Eraser Head?” You said with a sinister smile.

You were well aware that Aizawa knew Rumor’s capabilities very well. You were also aware he knew much about yours too. I mean, you both have fought each other before. And one of you almost didn’t make it out alive. Hint hint, it wasn’t you.

“You are to address me as Aizawa Sensei or Mr. Aizawa, Titania.” He sternly said.

“Ouch, the villain name? I thought the past was the past. There’s a good inside me, dont you remember? You were the one who said it after all. You were even the one who recommended an S-Class villain like me should join UA.” You snidely replied.

*flashback*

As you fought against the skilled pro, you could tell he was getting weaker and weaker by the second. You used your air bending to push him back, crushing him into the wall, and keep him far away. Before you could send Rumor in to finish the job, a hand on your shoulder stopped you.

“Kurogiri? What are you doing here?” You stopped fighting and quickly turned to your superior in a fearful and shaky manner. Although you were much stronger than him and could easily take him down, you knew better. Your mind had already been so manipulated into thinking you were the weakest villain in the league, when it reality, you were strong enough to take down Shigaraki in a snap...but you didn’t need to know that.

Eraser Head, too tired and beaten to even pick himself up off the ground watched the interaction from the distance.

“You were told to collect intel, not fight a pro.” The black fog stated.

“Well yes, but he tried to stop me an-“ he silenced you with a smack to the face. Kurogiri was a respectful man...in ways...but he was just following orders on how to treat Y/N.

“If he tried to stop you, you run away.” He said, matter of factly.

“But he-“ once again, he cut you off but this time with a louder voice.

“But nothing! You were to gather intel and report back to base. Not fight. If you got into trouble, you are to run away, and use your bending and Rumor as assistance.” He stated.

“Yes sir. I’m sorry sir.” You said with your head bowed down in dishonor.

Aizawa could already tell from afar how controlled you were. In past fights, he’s noticed how you were so quick to succumb to any villain in the league, and you were always so willing to go back to them no matter how many times you could’ve ran away on your own. It was like they had something you needed, or more so it was them that you needed. For survival, perhaps?

“Did you even gather the information we needed?” Kurogiri asked.

Your silence gave him all the answers he needed. With a disappointing glare he reached for you, when you flinched at just the slighted movement, Aizawa knew something was wrong. Yes you were a villain, but it was clear you were also a manipulated child. So he acted quick, and attacked Kurogiri, knocking him out, and grabbed you. Before you both took off, you threw one of your earrings at kurorgiri’s unconscious body, knowing he’ll know what to do once he sees it. As he ran with you, he took notice of the animal behind him that followed you. When he finally landed on a cliff hanging over the city, he placed you down to sit on the grass and looked at you before speaking.

“I can see it. All of it. They’re controlling you aren’t they?” The pro-hero spoke.

“Excuse me? Nobody is controlling anybody! I choose to follow orders!” You yelled as Rumor came up to you.

“What is that thing?” Aizawa asked.

“He’s my friend and you won’t harm him!” You said while grabbing onto Rumor.

The pro took note of that word you used. Friend. Villains don’t have friends, they don’t have anybody but goons and partners in crime. Literally. You were definitely different compared to these other villains.

“I have no intentions on harming you or your friend.” The pro spoke.

“So what do you want with me.”

“....Simple. I want you to go to school, live in the dorm rooms, eat good food, train more to become better as a person and fighter, and make more friends. I see a good in you Titania, you deserve a good life. Not one controlled by villains where you do their bidding for what? Survival?” Aizawa said as he crossed his arms while looking at you.

You were in shock. He was able to figure you out. Well, he figured out why you were with the league. Survival. But it doesn’t matter, you were so brainwashed that you were convinced anyone outside the league wanted to kill you...at least that’s what the LOV told you.

“I don’t want to go to school, I want to go back home to the league.” You said while looking down and holding onto your furry friend.

“Home? UA could give you a better home.”

You looked up in shocked at his words. He wanted you to attend school at UA? You know that place. That’s the one place where the league has been so invested in ever since All Might joined the staff there. Suddenly, an idea came into thought. You knew exactly how you were gonna get into the league’s good graces and out of the cold shadow.

“UA?....That’s where you want me to go? How the hell am I supposed to get in there? I’m a known villain genius.” You sarcastically said.

“A villain hidden behind a full face mask. People don’t know your true identity, and did you ever think that maybe the league wants it that way?” He said

“Are you saying you know who I truly am?” You questioned him.

“No, but that doesn’t matter right now. If you want to go to UA, I can help you. I’m a teacher there and I can put in a good word for you. Sure it will take a lot of convincing but I’m willing to do it. Using UA as a reformatory program for you could be benefitting you in more ways than one. So if going to UA is what you really want, I’m more than happy to help you Titania.”

You couldn’t believe it. Your heart was so excited. You were finally going to get away from this horrible life of crime and killing. Away from the abuse and blood. Away from the league. But your brain was telling you to deny it all. You were safer with the league, everyone is out to get you, and you will die without the villains help. But a bark broke you out of thought.

You turned to your side to see what seems to be a smile on Rumor’s face. He was wagging his tail and sticking his tongue out while giving you puppy dog eyes. It appears he knew what was going on and he seemed excited. For your best friend, the world. So you gave in...happily.

“Y/N.” You said while getting up off the ground.

“Huh?” The pro spoke.

“My name is Y/N L/N, and I’d be happy to join UA.” You said with a smile and tears of joy filling you eyes. Rumor happily barked at the pro as well.

“Well alright then,” the pro said sticking out his hand for you to shake, “Y/N L/N, welcome to UA.”

As you shook his hand your smile held a thousand words. Happiness, excitement, villainy, and sin. Sure you were going to benefit yourself, but you were also going to benefit the league.

*Present Time*

“I was hoping I’d get more respect from you considering I was the one who got you into UA,” Aizawa tiredly said while turning his head towards the ceiling and crossing his arms. “But I guess that mischief and attitude just comes with the deal.”

“Correct.” You simply said.

“So are you willing to tell them what your “quirk” is? You seemed so open about Rumor, I thought your powers would be the same.” Aizawa pressed on.

“Not sure yet. I only just met the students. They seem nice.” You said while looking at your now very interesting shoes.

“They’re a crazy bunch, but they’re incredible friends. They could be great friends to you too Y/N.” You looked back up at him with hope, but quickly remembered why you were there in the first place.

The teacher took noticed of this and continued. “Either way, they’ll have to see what you got tomorrow. In gym gamma we’ll be doing some sparring including our quirks, so you’ll have to show them all that you can do.” He said.

He saw how that made you nervous. Not because you were scared to speak about or show your abilities, but because you knew you would be hit with thousands of questions. Oh how annoyed you must be.

“Understood.” You said to him as if you were a soldier. He won’t get used to that. He’ll have to make sure you know it’s ok to speak to people as..well people, and not like everyone is your superior.

“Good,” he began to walk to his yellow sleeping bag to pick it up, “now head to the front of the school. I left an escort for you to help guide you to your dorm room. That person will also be a guide in all things UA for you so be nice. You’ll be stuck with them for awhile. That is all, you can go now.”

As you and Rumor made your way to the front, you had so many questions going on in your mind. Should you make new friends or keep them at a distance? Should you completely drop the league and join UA? Should you blow your cover and expose why your truly there? What to do, what to do.

When you made it to the front, you finally saw your escort, and you couldn’t help but give a little smirk.

“Hey..”

A/N: If y’all wanna see the clothes that inspired Y/N’s uniform, check this out!!!

A/N: Damn guys, I know I’ve only just started writing but this is kinda the story I imagine in my mind at night. So I thought it would be fun to give it to reality. So here’s my first FanFic😅 hopefully it doesn’t turn out too terrible, but I promise to work on my skills and improve. Also, if you need a reference to what Y/N’s uniform looks like, search up “Akame from Akame Ga Kill.” That’s the look that heavily inspired Y/N’s new uniform. And if you’re confused on what the boots look like, search up “Lucy Heartfilia thigh high boots,” bc those are the EXACT boots I imagine on Y/N except in a darker brunette color to match the belt. Once again, NOT spell checked so my apologies for any mistakes. I hope you enjoyed pt. 1! And if this goes well, tell me if you’d like a pt. 2! I love to hear feedback! Thx <3

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putseraphinaonthaphone · 3 years

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Rotten | AU HCs

tw// dark content, stepcest, older step brothers Deku & Bakugou, black! baby step sis!reader, creampies, infidelity, possessiveness, manipulative reader, degradation, praise kink, cuckqueaning, nympho lil sis <3 (unedited brain dump)

Bakugou

he's the older brother that all the boys in your class are terrified of

he personally escorts you to and from school until you graduate from high school, because he knows if he doesn't keep a close eye on you you'll do something stupid cause you're a brat who needs her older brothers attention all the time

he's the one that talked Deku into popping your cherry for your 18th birthday present from the two of them

"come on, you see how she looks at us when we train, after we shower," it's late and neither of them can sleep and Bakugou's rough voice cuts through the quiet of their room

"use that shitty nerd brain of yours, you think we keep 'accidentally' catching her changing, or seeing her panties when she bends over like a fucking slut-"

"I know! But she's our little sister," and it has Bakugou scoffing

"she called your last girlfriend a golddigging bitch and got into a fist fight with my ex, she wants us as much as we want her."

it only takes two drinks and you're wobbly enough to warrant both your brother's taking you to bed (everyone comments on how caring and thoughtful your brothers are)

you're too tipsy to resist as they strip you down and use their hands and tongues to completely soak your pussy so you can take their cocks

"this is what you wanted, isn't little sis?" Baku's thick cock stretches your virgin pussy first, while your mouth is stuffed full of your other step brother's cock. he's praising you and stroking your cheek telling you how "you look so sweet with your bratty mouth full, finally obedient hm?"

you're crying tears of happiness of finally being fucked within an inch of your life by your older brothers

you always pout and pull that "Katsu" bullshit when you want something, and when he's driving you home usually what you want is to spend the drive with his cock down your throat

"you're such a fucking slut, I told you I was seeing my girl after this and you just had to steal my load from her didn't you," he's growling at you and fucking your mouth while he drives his fancy car towards home

you just deep throat him so he's cursing your name while you're swallowing every drop of his cum

his girlfriend is a total bitch, some blonde singer who looks good on the number two hero's arm and knows it, and she always watches you with suspicion in her eyes

she swears there's something not right about the way your brother kisses your cheek when you greet him, the way your hands possessively run through his blond hair while you smile up at him, bat your pretty lashes at him and call him "niisan"

she always gets an attitude when he straight up cancels their dates because "my baby sis needs my help with an assignment of hers,"

"It's our one year anniversary!" she squawks on the other end of the line, but Baku's already telling her his secretary will send her her gift and he'll make it up to her

crawling into his lil sister's bed to give her the cum she demanded for the way he'd been ignoring her lately

"that hag is not stealing you from me, you're mine niisan, you love me most right?" you're whining with your legs wrapped tight around his waist so the only place he can blow his load is balls deep inside your greedy little cunt

"you're my favorite fuck toy babygirl, promise. fuck that's it, grip me tighter, I'll give you all the cum you want," and you relished in the way he gripped your hips so hard you'd have bruises the next day

sex with your blond step brother always ended up with his spewing filth at you even while you diligently milked as many loads from his heavy balls as you could

that bitch was not getting your niisan's babies first

Deku

he's the eldest, and he's the polar opposite of his brother. praising you on how well you take him, eating you out just to hear you whine and moan for him, "Izuku-nii!" whenever he sucked on your clit hard enough to make you squirt

Ochako is a lovely girl, and he's been dating her since UA, but as his little sister always reminds him,

"No one else can take you like this, right niisan?" when she lays there, fucked out and so full of him he sees the lil bump of his cock in her belly, how can he argue?

"Yeah, I'll be there. I promise." He's struggling to keep his breathing even as you ride him in his office, tweaking the nipple piercings Bakugou paid for so your cunt clenches around him

loving the way he has to clench his jaw to keep his voice even while he says so blandly you feel your clit throb "love you baby"

and then you're clinging to him, telling him "you have to make it up to me niisan, you said I love you to another woman while you were inside me,"

and you're vindictive in the way you clench around him, the way you push your tits into his face, all while pouting and giving him the puppy dog eyes that make him hard as a rock and desperate to spoil you rotten

"I'll make it up to you baby, I promise. I always do don't I?" His scarred fingers know how to play your body like a fine tuned instrument, and his thumb on your clit it all it takes for you to lose it while he's blowing his load right against the entrance of your womb

Izuku-nii who'll fuck you in his car during your lunch break on your campus because he's restless, "haven't had a a go at your pussy in days babygirl"

and the way he groans when he bottoms out inside you is almost as embarrassing as the accompanying sound you make

"fuck me until you fit just right again," you beg him

How can he refuse you?

His spoiled little sister

#bakugou x reader #izuku x reader #shameless self indugence #t h i r s t #missives from the concubine

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milliumizoomi · 3 years

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𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓡𝓲𝓭𝓮!

Pairings: A! TodoKiriBakuDeku x O! Black Fem! Reader

Synopsis: You, your friends and all your pups went out and it took a turn none of you were expecting.

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, mentions of blood, pups crying/ screaming and cursing. Also more characters introduced.

Masterlist

Go Back⇢ Part 3⇢ Up Next

“WHAT?! ARE YOU F*CKING SERIOUS?!" Bakugou screamed with his eyes dilating. For a moment in time, none of the boys could move or even think straight. They were in complete and utter denial that this was actually happening right now, and that was saying something since they were some of the best names in the hero industry and they were also known for their quick thinking.

“SIRS..! YOU NEED TO GO! THE POLICE AND OTHER PRO HEROES NEED YOUR ASSISTANCE!” An employee yelled, realizing the state they were in. The quickly shook it off and took of running while thanking the employees. While they were frantically making their way to the carnival, Kirishima was instructed to try and call your phone. He dug through his pocket as he kept running. He quickly looked for you contact and called it. ‘Please.. please answer.. please let us know you’re alright..’ He thought as he listened to it ring. Just then the call got picked up but it wasn’t from you. “PAPA..!” Ami, their little girl, screamed through the phone. “AMI?! PRINCESS ARE YOU OK?! WHAT’S HAPPENING?!” Kirishima yelled as the other three alphas froze to look at him but soon started run again. “SHITTY HAIR WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?! IS THAT AMI?!” Bakugou screamed frantically.

Kirishima looked up and nodded as he kept running. “PUT IT ON SPEAKER!” Midoriya yelled as they were nearing the carnival grounds. Kirishima nodded as he put it on speaker. “PAPA! VWILLIANS! MOMMY LEFT PHONE..!,CAN’T FIND HER!” The little pup cried to her father. The men felt there heart drop to there stomach. “MOMMY’S MISSING!” The three other pups yelled as they also heard your friends pups crying with them that their mothers are missing too. All the alphas looked at each other with tears in their eyes as they heard how scared the little pups were. “Pups.. stay quiet and calm ok. I need all of you to hide and again stay quiet ok? Ami your papas’ are almost there ok. Call back papa’s number if you guys need help ok?” Kirishima calmly said as he tried to hide how true pissed he was in an effort to not scare the pups even more and to not show how he was feeling. Little sniffles were heard on the other side. Then the alphas heard their son, Haru, talking. “Ok papa.. Ami fwell asweep fwrom cwrying. We hiding under table nwow. Izwuko made us fwollow him hwere.” The little pups told his dad as he continued to sniffle. “Ok little man.. papa, daddy, da and dada will be there soon ok? Just stay hidden for me and remember to call for any one of your papas if you need help ok?” Kirishima reassured Haru. “Ok papa..” Haru answered. “Ok bub we’ll find you soon ok?” “Yes papa.. bwye..” “Bye little pup” Kirishima answered as he hung up the phone. It would be an understatement to say that the men weren’t pissed. “..I’m going to kill them..” Bakugou growled.

The little pups had a certain name for each of their fathers so they know which one their calling. Kirishima was papa, Bakugou was da, Todoroki was dada and Midoriya was daddy.

The men hated when you or the pups were sad and the fact that not only are their pups along with your friends pups stranded and hiding somewhere, but you and you friends were missing and they have no clue where you are. “Guys..” Midoriya called out. “Let’s not hold back ok..” he continued. “Oh babe i know I wasn’t planning on it..” Todoroki said. Todoroki tends to be.. scary.. at time and trust me, these were one of those times. “You don’t have to tell me nerd.. they made our pups cry and our Omega is missing.. I’m tearing them apart..” Bakugou said menacingly. “Yeah Midobabe.. there’s no forgiving this..” Kirishima said with an angry look on his face. They were pro heroes but they felt as if they failed. You were missing and their pups were bawling their eyes out. But again.., their pro heroes. That’s means they will save all the people they can with no exceptions.

“We’re finally here..” Todoroki huffed angrily. They really were trying to contain their anger but this is their family and they feel as if it’s their fault that it may be torn apart. They stood in front of the carnival entrance that was supposed to be colorful and full of happiness.

But that was far from what they found. They were met with the screams of citizens and the yelling of other pro heroes. “GUYS! LOOK DEKU AND THE OTHERS ARE HERE!” a very familiar voice yelled. The guys look up to see Uraraka otherwise know as Uravity and some other of their high school classmates and pro heroes. “GUYS WE NEED YOUR HELP! THEIR RAMPAGING ALL OVER THE PLACE AND PEOPLE ARE GETTING INJURED!” Kaminari yelled. “Yeah.. It seriously isn’t looking good.” Shinsou added. “Alright everyone we know what’s going on.. now let’s do what pro heroes do best ok..?” Midoriya said trying to mask his anger. They all got determined looks on their faces. “RIGHT!” “Yeah yeah LETS GO!” They all said as they rushed into the unveiling terror.

As soon as they went in, they were met with utter devastation. There was blood EVERYWHERE. “What the hell..?!” Bakugou stammered. It did not seem like the happy place it was meant to be. “I could only imagine what the citizens had to go through here it looks horrible” Todoroki muttered. “Your totally right Shouto.. At this point, we need to do what heroes do best at this point we need to help them we need to save them.. before this can get any worse” Midoriya said to the group. “RIGHT!” “Whatever nerd!” They all said in unison.

They all begin walking deeper and deeper into the carnival grounds. On the way it only got worse. They managed to save multiple citizens who were either hiding or came out of their hiding places to get help and bring them to the waiting officers and ambulances that were stationed outside the carnival. “This is terrible we need to defeat the villains fast or else more people will get hurt and possibly more people will possibly.. you know..” Kirishima said. They really didn’t like thinking the worst in these types of situations so they opted to try and not bring it up. Their goal was to try and save everyone. “Yeah you’re right... these villains must be extremely powerful to be able to do this in a couple minutes” Bakugou said calmly as he tried to assess the situation.

The alphas only spent about 5 minutes getting from Bakugou’s Hero Agency to the Carnival grounds so because they used their speed. And other pros got here before they did. It was quite the distance away too. And it was a lot of damage for such a little amount of time.

“We need to get these people out of here!”Kaminari said as he kept on running. The heroes were dewelving into the area to help rescue citizens and defeat the villains quickly. Just then, as the heroes were running towards where most of the destruction has happened, 7 orbs started flying through the sky towards them. Bakugou was hovering in the sky with his explosive quirk and he should’ve noticed it but he didn’t because he was scanning the ground for anyone else who need help. Kirishima looked up and squinted. “Uhh.. guys.. what’s that? And WHY IS IT FLYING TOWARDS US?!” He said. This alerted the other heroes to see what he was talking about. Their eyes widened at the sight of the glowing orbs in the sky and they took their fighting stance, preparing for whatever the orbs we gonna throw their way. But nobody was physically ready for what happened next.

They suddenly stopped. They were still in the sky but they stopped a few inches away and they were above the heroes.

“Why did they suddenly just stop..?” Sero asked in confusion. “I have no clue..” Midoriya said. As they looked back up at the orbs, they just disappeared and things started falling out of them. “THERE GONE! But what’s that falling out of them?” Kirishima asked as he squinted. There was silence for a while.

Until...

Screams broke the silence. “DADDY!!” “PAPA!!” “DA!!” “DADA!!” “UWNCLES!!” Those cries were the cries of yours and your 4 alphas pups, as well as your friends’ pups as well. But the heroes hadn’t realized this yet. Then reality hit them like a truck. And their eyes widened when they came to the realization. Those were, in fact Kirishima, Todoroki, Bakugou and Midoriya/ their pups and your friends pups as well falling out of the sky.

"F*CK!" the fathers cursed as they ran to get to the falling pups before they hit the floor.

Sorry it’s so short this time.. I planned on making it longer but tumblr acting up and literally deleted like 3 paragraphs that I now have to write over so🧍🏽‍♀️

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Sick Day

“Good morning, Kacchan!” Izuku said, as he had every morning. “I brought you coffee!”

“Tch.” came Katsuki’s response, just as he had every morning, snatching the coffee cup out of Izuku’s hand, sipping on it.

Since graduating from U.A., Katsuki had an amazing job, working as a sidekick for an amazing Pro-Hero agency that came with a much higher pay than he had expected. After debating whether to just go Pro, he thought on it long and hard, finally deciding that perhaps it was better to take this job—he could take it as a learning opportunity, to fight villains, kicking some serious ass and (most importantly) being away from—

“Kacchan, you work here, too?!”

No. Katsuki thought to himself, looking up at the sky, praying to something he didn’t believe in. No, please, don’t do this to me. But, sure enough, when Katsuki turned around, he came face to face with Izuku.

This morning was no different than the others: Katsuki walked to the elevator, listening to Izuku ramble on about the police report that was no doubt already sitting on his desk. After a few months, Katsuki realized that he didn’t even have to read it because Izuku would often give him the synopsis, sometimes detailed with sound effects and a rambling commentary. And because they were spotted together so often, they were portrayed as a duo.

And Katsuki hated it.

“W-w-when I grow up,” a boy told them once on one of their patrols. “I want to work at your agency!” and Izuku bashfully told the boy how honored he would be to accept him at his agency when he finally got one. He asked Katsuki for his autograph, but Katsuki grew increasingly angry when one of the kids commented that they were his favorite duo. “He’s a kid, Kacchan, calm down.”

It was hard to deny it, even for Katsuki: they were a duo.

And Katsuki hated it.

No matter how hard Katsuki tried he could get rid of Izuku, who even walked him home after work, with a quick, “Bye, Kacchan! See you tomorrow!”

“Whatever, nerd.” Katsuki would say before heading inside.

One day, though, Izuku wasn’t at the agency. Katsuki entered the building, completely uninterrupted from the entrance to the elevators. Before pushing the button, he took a look around, waiting to see if Izuku was still in the lobby before calling the elevator. It was surprisingly quiet in the lobby without Izuku’s voice grating in his ear. Just before heading up, he poked his head out one last time before deciding to go ahead up.

Maybe he’s actually in the office, he thought to himself, but Izuku wasn’t there either. Katsuki was able to walk to his desk to find that the report was sitting there. It took some time to get through it by himself, without a summary already prepared for him.

“Kacchan?” someone said, and Katsuki’s ear perked up at hearing his hero name called. But when it was a measly agency intern, he became incredibly disgruntled.

“Yeah, what do you want?” he asked, the words growling through his teeth.

“Deku isn’t here today. You okay to do your patrol alone?”

Strange, Katsuki thought. Deku would never miss a day of work… “Is he okay?”

“Dunno, I don’t ask the questions, only give out the orders.”

Katsuki did the patrol alone. It was so much quieter like the office had been. Katsuki made it around his area of the city, making sure that he kept an eye out for the perpetrator that was on his desk this morning. Time ticked slowly by and when lunch finally came, he decided to text the nerd: You alive?

The response wasn’t automatic, but it said: I think I came down with something.

Katsuki rolled his eyes, but quickly finished his lunch before he continued through the city to finish his patrol.

“Where’s Mr. Deku?” he heard a little voice ask behind him. A tiny, scrawny little boy stood in front of him. “You’re Mr. Kacchan, right?”

“Yeah, that’s me.” Katsuki said. He rolled his eyes slightly when the kid looked like he was going to cry.

“You two are a duo, right?” a woman asked. The thought of that made Katsuki’s blood boil. But before he could open his mouth to correct her, the woman knelt down to the boy and said, “Go on, give it to him.”

The boy pulled out an envelope from his backpack and handed it over to Katsuki. Katsuki took it, reading “To My Favorite Heroes” on the back.

“Please make sure that Mr. Deku sees it too, please, Mr. Kacchan, sir.” the boy pleaded. “It’s for both of you!”

The two of them bowed respectfully as Katsuki mumbled, “Sure thing, kid.” Giving the boy a pat on the head, he continued past them. When the two were out of sight, he took a snapshot of it and sent it to Izuku: Kid gave this to me and said there’s something in it for the both of us. If it’s money, it’s mine.

What is it?! the reply read.

Katsuki opened the envelope and was almost surprised. It was a piece of art with a clipping of a newspaper attached to it. Katsuki looked at the artwork first, clearly done by the boy. A green stick figure carrying something—a person, maybe? And an orange stick figure carrying perhaps another person. The two were running from a brick building that was caught on fire.

Despite the artwork not being too detailed, Katsuki remembered this incident: a villain had been terrorizing the city and an entire building engulfed in flames.

“Worry about the villain if you see him, otherwise, the people in this building are our first priority!” Katsuki barely heard their supervisor yell. He and Izuku were leagues ahead, the building bursting on one side with flames. The sounds of people screaming were heard over the roar of the explosion. Katsuki vividly remembered people jumping out of windows from the higher stories, trying to avoid being burned to death. It was hard to look away as their heads splattered against the pavement, killing them instantly.

“Kacchan, the boy!” Katsuki heard Izuku yell as they approached. A woman had jumped out of a window, holding onto a little boy in her arms. She accidentally let go of him and he screamed out, putting his arms above his head.

“I got him!” Katsuki yelled back, jumping up off the ground and grabbing him, Katsuki gave himself a slight blast back up into the air and once both feet were firmly planted on the ground, he looked at the tiny boy, checking for any injuries. He couldn’t see any, despite the outpour of tears flowing from his eyes. Reminds me of fucking Deku.

“I’m scared.” the boy said, shaking in Katsuki’s arms, holding on to him tightly.

“Don’t be.” Izuku told him, landing next to Katsuki with the woman safely in his arms. She too had tears in her eyes and clung to Izuku tightly before placing her feet on the ground. Izuku smiled at the boy in Katsuki’s arms. “You’re with Kacchan. He’s the greatest hero in the world. He’ll make sure you’re safe.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes, but told the boy, “We got you, kid.” and he patted the boy on the head.

After looking at the drawing, Katsuki turned his attention to the newspaper clipping—an article that had captured the incident. In the picture, Katsuki was walking away from the burning building, clearly yelling something at Izuku, who just smiled behind him. But the boy that was in Katsuki’s arms, had buried his head in the crook of his neck, arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders. Some words were circled in the article and Katsuki read: “The young boy, Ryo, was rescued by Sidekicks Kacchan and Deku—both graduated top of their class from the esteemed school of U.A. They not only made sure everyone was safe, but also took down the person responsible for terrorizing the city. These two won’t be sidekicks for long.”

As he was stuffing both the drawing and the news article back in the envelope, he noticed something else at the bottom: a memory chip card. God, I haven’t seen one of these in years. he thought, pulling it out and looking at it. Deku will probably want to know what’s on it too.

He felt his phone vibrate in his costume and he looked at it to see that he had several unread texts. WELL?! What is it? What was in the envelope? The suspense is killing me! Was it money?

Katsuki waited until he got back to the agency to respond and when he did, Izuku said: Did you watch the memory card?

Katsuki: No. I have no way to watch whatever’s on it.

Izuku: I do! Come by my place, we’ll watch it together.

Katsuki: Did you forget that you’re sick?

Dumb Deku, Katsuki thought, smirking to himself.

Izuku: I’ve been on antibiotics for 24 hours, now. If you’re really that worried about, wear a mask and social distance.

Curious to know what was on the memory card, Katsuki agreed to come over. When he returned to the agency, he filed a report (about the entire nothingness of what had happened during his patrol that day) and changed out of his costume. Izuku had sent him an address, and Katsuki placed headphones in before heading to Izuku’s.

Izuku lived relatively close to the agency, but it was quite a few blocks away. Katsuki passed a convenience store and decided to at least pick up some kind of soup, but grew angry at the owner when he offered to give Katsuki the soup for free. “Just take my fucking money!” he yelled, throwing the bills at the man who bowed before him, thanking him for saving his store from robbers before. “And I don’t want any fucking change!” he yelled as he left.

When he made it to the address Izuku provided, Katsuki had to double check he was in the right place. He was caught off guard by the large skyscraper that towered before him. Clouds faded Katsuki’s view of the top; the beaming light of the sun reflected off each window. It was strange that Katsuki had become totally speechless, especially over a piece of architecture, but the person he was here for—there was no way Izuku could afford to live here, even if he made as much as Katsuki.

“Mr. Bakugou?” someone said. Katsuki’s head snapped to see a smiling doorman, who opened the door for him, bowing as he told him, “Mr. Midoriya is in Number 1203. Elevators are to your left.” Katsuki blinked for a moment but followed his directions, not saying a word as he took a step into the lobby. Did Deku tell him I was coming? He figured as much as he entered the elevator, riding it up to the twelfth floor.

The elevator moved quickly. The beeps of each floor echoed against the silver, reflective metal walls. He put his hand to his breast pocket, making sure that the envelope was still there and exhaled a slow sigh of relief when he felt the memory card. He would’ve been so angry if he had forgotten it back at the agency.

He heard the ding of the twelfth floor. Realizing he didn’t even know what kind of soup Izuku liked, he wondered if he should give it to him at all. He stood in front of the door that read Midoriya 12-03. He watched his hand move and before he could stop himself, he knocked loudly on the door.

“Kacchan!” Izuku said as he opened the door.

Is he actually sick? He looks totally fine! He expected Izuku’s hair to be crazier than usual, expected his complexion to be blueish pale, expected him to be crawling he was so sick. But rather, he was totally alert, his hair still it’s normal curly mess, his lightly tanned complexion still splattered with freckles like someone had taken a paintbrush and flicked them onto his face. The only indication that he was sick was a bright red nose, rubbed raw. “Is that for me?” he asked, pointing to the bad Katsuki was holding.

“Tch.” Katsuki stepped inside, kicking off his shoes by the door, shoving the bag of food at Izuku. “Thought you were sick.” Izuku caught the bag and scrambled to pick up his shoes.

Izuku’s apartment was incredibly large, especially for just one person. He walked down a hallway that led to a small, almost improvised kitchenette that connected to a large living room. The only thing separating the two was an island that looked as though it didn’t belong—like someone had placed it there. The apartment looked so Westernized in comparison to Katsuki’s more traditional Japanese apartment. The windows in this room encased the entire corner of the apartment, stretching from floor to ceiling. Light streaked into the room, casting shadows against the small coffee table that was in front of Izuku. A curved television faced a long leather couch that Izuku had propped himself on. But it was the view of the city, outside the apartment, next to the river that Katsuki found the most beautiful.

“I’m still not feeling great, but I should be back at work tomorrow.” he said. Izuku followed Katsuki’s gaze outside and said, “Those are quirkless windows. They are meant to not break, despite whatever quirk might be thrown at them.” Katsuki could hear the strain of Izuku’s throat as he chuckled. “Could probably handle your quirk too.”

Katsuki thought about throwing an explosion, to see if the window really could handle it. But looking out at the city beneath him, he thought against it. “I’ve used my quirk enough today.” he lied, walking away from the window, closer to the couch where Izuku was laying down.

“I can’t believe I missed Ryo! I was just thinking about that mission the other day.”

“You remembered his name?” Fucking nerd.

“It was our first missions as sidekicks after graduation. I wanted to remember it.” Izuku responded. “Sorry, I just took a round of antibiotics, I’m a little woozy.”

“How the hell can you afford this place? It’s—,” Katsuki stopped himself before saying the word beautiful, but it really was. Instead, Katsuki sat down on next to Izuku, reaching into his breast pocket to pull out the memory card.

“I used to date the person who owned it, but when we broke up, I kept the apartment.” Izuku told him.

“Were they American?” Katsuki asked, the words leaving his mouth before he could stop them.

Izuku chuckled. “Yeah, uh—,” Izuku took a moment before saying, “Yeah, he was American.”

Katsuki felt the heat of his quirk rage through his body momentarily, but breathed slowly to control it. The fuck? “Oh?”

“Oh?” Izuku repeated.

“I mean, yeah, it’s just—,” Katsuki shook his head. “Hard to see anyone wanting to date you.”

“Be nice, Kacchan.” Izuku faked a cough and said, “I’m sick.”

“Shut the hell up, Deku.” Katsuki grunted, ignoring the stupid grin spread across Izuku’s face. “Do you have the memory card reader set up so we can watch this thing or what?”

Izuku blinked for moment, a little confused and then said, “Oh! Yeah, there’s an old laptop in the bedroom.” Katsuki awkwardly paused. His…bedroom? “Second door on the left.”

Katsuki felt a little strange entering Izuku’s bedroom, but did so nonetheless. A large bed took up most of the room with two large bookshelves on either side. Neither one contained any books, but had decorative pieces, most of which Katsuki recognized from their heroic acts together. Sitting upon a small table in the corner opposite of where Katsuki stood was the laptop and as Katsuki went to grab it, he noticed a picture that was framed on Izuku’s wall: it was from graduation and Izuku and few of their classmates posed cutely for the picture.

Ugh, his damn smile, he thought, and rolling his eyes, he scooped up the laptop. When he had walked out of the bedroom and back to where Izuku was sitting, he found Izuku propped up, wrapped like a burrito in an All Might blanket. “What are you doing, nerd?”

“I’m cold.” Izuku told him, sniffling.

“I knew I shouldn’t have come. You’re gonna get me sick.”

“The doctor said I could still patrol as long as I took it easy—,”

“Deku.” Katsuki said sharply. “For fuck’s sake, just stay the hell in bed. I’ll let everyone know what’s going on.”

“Can we at least watch what’s on the memory card?” Izuku pleaded.

Katsuki sighed heavily. “Set it up yourself, I’m fucking starving.” He paused, briefly for a moment before asking, “What’s your favorite kind of soup, Deku?”

Izuku looked up at him, those bright green eyes wide in shock. His cheeks turned slightly pink and he said, “Oh, um, I’m sure that whatever you picked up is fine, Kacchan.”

Why is he flustered? “Just answer the question, Deku.”

“Really, I’ll eat whatever.” but when Katsuki glared down at him, Izuku answered, “Ramen,” at last, before adding a quick, “Thanks, Kacchan.” Their eyes didn’t leave each other. Katsuki cursed himself, but couldn’t look away. There was something so nostalgic, not just with Izuku, but in general about his eyes. They were so wide, rarely blinking as they just held the gaze.

It was a few seconds too long for Katsuki’s liking and he was the one who looked away. He reached into his breast pocket and pulled out the envelope. “Here’s everything the boy gave me.” Katsuki was careful not to look back at Izuku as he handed it over. “I’ll go make you some fucking ramen.”

True to his word, Katsuki got everything started, but not without the occasional shouts of—“Where the hell is a pot?” “Wait here it—no fuck, that’s for the rice cooker.” “DEKU, DO YOU OWN A FUCKING POT?!” “Do you have any bowls?” “This kitchen is so tiny and irrevocably unorganized!”

But the soup was made and Izuku was already sitting down, back to being wrapped in the blanket, waiting patiently at the table that laid out on the floor. “I connected the laptop to the TV, so we can see what’s actually on it in 4K!”

Fucking nerd. “Here’s your damn soup.” He placed the bowl in front of Izuku and sat down next to him, slurping down his own bowl of ramen in a few gulps.

Izuku’s eyes widened in shock as he took a few sips of the broth. “Wow, I almost forgot how good of a cook you were!”

“Tch.” Katsuki said, but looked away as Izuku started the video.

Katsuki taken back to that moment, back to the memory of when the building—it already collapsed, the rumble had muffled out most of the flames. The video clip came from a local news station and reporters had surrounded the young boy—Deku said his name was Ryo?—who was talking frantically, making sure to not leave out any details including sound effects: “—and then, Mr. Kacchan caught me midair and then BOOM WA-BAM! and then we were on the ground and then—!”

Behind the boy was a loud explosion from Katsuki, the camera zooming in over the boys loud yells of, “MR. KACCHAN, GET HIM!” Katsuki and Izuku had jumped up in the air to avoid the villain’s attacks. The boy then stepped in front of the camera to say, “See? SEE?! Mr. Kacchan is the greatest hero in the world!” Ryo had repeated the words Katsuki remembered Izuku telling him.

With another jump in the air, Katsuki came down hard on the villain, and with a loud roar, he ignited the sweat on his hands to ensure the villain would never get back up.

“Your quirk is amazing, Kacchan.” Izuku told him softly.

What’s with him? Before Katsuki could open his mouth to ask, Izuku stood up and awkwardly pushed the blanket off of his shoulders. His chest was completely bare. Katsuki quickly shook his head in confusion, almost a shiver, but couldn’t peel his eyes away. Katsuki had known Izuku all his life, but he couldn’t deny that Izuku was a man now, his features completely honed, his body sinew and muscled.

“Lights, dim.” Izuku commanded and the lights in the apartment started to fade.

“Lights—do what?” Katsuki asked, but even in the darkened room, Katsuki could see the outline of his thighs, but quickly darted his eyes upwards to the scars that outlined painful memories. Izuku reached a hand out and gently touched Katsuki’s face with calloused fingers, lifting Katsuki’s chin with a thumb that brushed over his lips, his green eyes locked on to Katsuki’s.

“Use it on me.” Izuku whispered. His green eyes were soft, but his voice was desperate.

“Use what on you, Deku?”

Before Katsuki got an answer, the darkened vines of black whip escaped from Izuku, wrapping themselves around Katsuki’s waist and pushing him up against the window. Katsuki braced for the impact, assuming that when he hit the window, he’d go flying through it, but didn’t shatter or even so much as crack. Katsuki’s hands immediately ignited, but Izuku bound his hands together and the explosions were slightly muffled. “DEKU, WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK?”

Izuku’s mouth crashed into his. Katsuki could taste his hunger, feel his eagerness. Slanting his lips, his tongue prodded Katsuki’s mouth open, demanding more. The kiss was hard and unyielding, but Katsuki didn’t try to stop it. What’s wrong with me?

Anger sizzled through him as Izuku grabbed the back of Katsuki’s head, pulling him closer with one hand, curling his fingers around the thickness of his hair. His other hand caressed underneath Katsuki’s shirt, rampantly touching down the sides of his torso, along the Katsuki’s abdomen. A moan escaped from Katsuki as he imagined Izuku’s naked body underneath of his own, drunk on the thought of his voice screaming out cries of passion as Katsuki thrust himself deeply inside of Izuku.

“Kacchan.” Izuku whispered on his lips, allowing for Katsuki to finally take a breath, peeling away from his fantasy. The tensile strength of One-for-All’s black whip still had him against the window. Katsuki’s hands sparked instantly, trying to get Izuku’s black whip off of him, but it was no use—Katsuki let out a few minor explosions, but black whip just held him tighter.

It was too fast for Katsuki and once he had his breath, he told Izuku, “Deku, if you don’t let me down right this fucking second—,” but black whip tightened itself around him. Izuku’s breath smelled of the soup he’d made earlier.

“The safe word is stop—,”

“Deku.” Katsuki said, very firmly. “Stop.”

He felt Izuku gently unwind the binds from Katsuki and returned to Izuku. “I just—,” Izuku started as he wrapped his arms around Katsuki, his hands locking at the small of Katsuki’s back. Izuku buried his head into Katsuki’s chest.

“We shouldn’t—,” Katsuki started to say, but he was too confused. His heart was racing and he pulled away from Izuku, staring down at him intently. He didn’t know what else to say other than a quiet, “Deku.” The air in the room grew hazy as the gap between them closed. Katsuki’s lips flattened in self-deprecation, but he closed his eyes and waited for Izuku to kiss him once more.

But the kiss never came. “Kacchan,” Katsuki heard Izuku whisper, Katsuki felt the tip of Izuku’s nose trace his jaw and placed a light kiss on his temple. “Can I confess something to you?” Katsuki could feel his warmth of his mouth, his lips touching his ear with each word. “Kacchan.”

“Deku, we’ve—we’re—I don’t understand—,” Katsuki said, frustratingly trying to grapple for words. “We can’t. We shouldn’t—,”

“I want to feel you, Kacchan. I have been touched in so long.”

Katsuki shook his head and moved Izuku out of his way. He was leaving this apartment, leaving the agency, leaving Izuku for good.

And then he heard Izuku laugh. A maniacal sound that Katsuki had never heard before from Izuku. “Kacchan, you have to hate by now. I’ve been annoying you for weeks.” Katsuki could feel the hum of Izuku’s chest throughout his entire body as Izuku spoke the words, almost in a whisper, “On purpose.”

Katsuki felt his blood boil. Heat, so wild and hot and impatient, ran through his veins. He could feel his quirk beat through his body. Sweat dripped down his forehead, feeling flushed in the chill air of the apartment. Izuku was doing that shit on purpose?

Katsuki balefully laughed, throwing his head back, the menacing sounds echoing Izuku’s laugh. “Shit, Deku.” he said. “You almost made me forget who I was there for a second.” He opened his hands, exposing the sweat he had accumulated in the few minutes of his confusion. His hands ignited, a small explosion at first to ensure that the apartment could really handle his quirk. And sure enough, true to Izuku’s word, the room remained unscathed, but Izuku’s had jumped backwards into the pile of smoke Katsuki had made. “I don’t need a fucking safe word.” Katsuki told him, playfully smirking, licking his teeth.

“Then I won’t stop.”

Dammit, Deku, what are you doing to me? As the smoke in the room started to clear, Izuku pulled his pants off and threw them onto the floor. Katsuki couldn’t peel his eyes away from Izuku’s naked body. Even before Izuku could touch him, Katsuki’s brain became electrified, drunk on the thought of Izuku’s naked body rubbing against his own. Don’t do this, the rational part of his brain tried to convince him, but it was hard to deny that how truly beautiful Izuku was. Seeing him like this, after all these years—

“I’m going to fucking love riding you.” When Katsuki had realized he’d said that aloud, Izuku grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him in, moaning as their lips fervently found each other. Katsuki’s heart flickered briefly at the sounds of Izuku’s sighs of pleasure and Katsuki couldn’t pull off his shirt fast enough. Izuku’s tongue was wickedly possessive, probing itself inside of Katsuki’s mouth again. The explored each other, Katsuki’s hands kneaded Izuku’s bare skin. He pulled his shirt off, and growling loudly, his mouth found Izuku’s, and he bit down hard on Izuku’s lower lip. Izuku let out a small cry, then a giggle and Katsuki smiled, feeling the excitement of his quirk pop through his hands against Izuku’s body. Izuku’s hands were so persuasive, his eyes were so deeply green, like a forest during a heavy storm. There was something so erotic in them as their bodies molded together and Katsuki couldn’t stop. It felt like liquid fire had swept through his blood, pounding through his head. Katsuki’s body throbbed for Izuku deeply—it ached for him, needing him, hurting to feel Izuku’s touch.

“Suck me.” Izuku begged and Katsuki obeyed, kissing down his neck, sucking on his skin, and his wet mouth messily bearing down on Izuku’s nipples. Izuku pulled on Katsuki’s hair and the base of his neck, forcing Katsuki down to his knees. He was weak, complete able to let go. Izuku grabbed the back on his head, gently pushing it forward. Katsuki’s nose crinkled up as Izuku’s cock touched the back of his throat. Warm saliva dripped out of Katsuki’s mouth and onto his chest as he moved up and down Izuku. He felt it grow even harder in mouth, choking each time it was thrust down his throat. He felt Izuku’s nails dig into his shoulder with one hand and with the other, Izuku pushed on Katsuki’s head, his cock being pushed further in Katsuki. Each thrust was harder than the last and occasionally, he’d look up at Izuku, who’s head was thrown backwards, back arching, screaming out inaudible squeals of pleasure. Katsuki jerked himself, spitting into his hand whenever Izuku let him breathe for a moment before plummeting back into his mouth.

“Let me fuck you.” Katsuki said, more of an instruction than a question.

“Make me.” Izuku tempted.

Smirking, Katsuki heated his hands and let out a few tiny pops on the sides of Izuku’s body, nothing more than a slight shock.

“Kacchan!” Izuku cried out at the small pops and he was knocked onto the floor. Katsuki wanted him so badly and knowing that Izuku was now vulnerable to him, so irresistible.

Katsuki gestured his head for Izuku to roll over, and pushed his legs. Izuku rolled over onto his stomach and pushed his hips up into the air. Katsuki could say nothing, not daring to breathe as he looked at Izuku on all fours, his asshole completely exposed, totally vulnerable and submissive in every way.

“Tell me you want it.” Katsuki whispered in Izuku’s ear, biting down on the lobe. He was so hard now, pulling Izuku’s waist towards his hard cock. He further pulled apart Izuku’s cheeks, kicking his legs open with his knee. He looked at how tight Izuku’s asshole was, how beautiful his green pubic hairs looked against his pale, freckled skin. Katsuki spit into his hand, and jerked himself until his hand was easily sliding down the shaft. Katsuki’s hand ignited and he brought it down on Izuku’s ass, leaving a dark, red mark behind. “Tell me you fucking want me.” Katsuki begged.

Izuku turned and looked at Katsuki. Once again, for the second time that evening, their eyes locked. There was a hunger in this look, a thirst for more. It was incredibly—

—primitive. “I want you, Kacchan.”

This is what he truly wanted—all of Izuku, exploring the intimate regions of Izuku’s body with his own, the feeling of when they joined together. And when Izuku had said those words, Katsuki plummeted into him, thick and heavy. Katsuki was completely seduced, giving into the deep need in his soul. It was so warm, the feeling Izuku’s ass encasing itself around his dick. There was no pause, no second for either of them to catch their breaths as Katsuki drove deeper into him. He grabbed the back of Izuku’s hair and hoisted him upwards, nearly forcing Izuku to sit in his lap. Their bodies writhed in pleasure as Izuku pushed back against Katsuki’s dick each time it was driven into him. He released Izuku from his grip, hearing a loud exhale as Izuku crashed back down onto his hands. He heard Izuku spit into his hands and reach underneath, gently messaging Katsuki’s balls. Katsuki groaned, feeling the tender touch of Izuku squeezing him, rubbing him.

“Fuck me…please, yes, just like that.” Izuku moaned. Katsuki needed this. Katsuki needed this so, so badly. He tilted his head back, closing his eyes, allowing Izuku’s tight asshole to eat his cock. He listened to the delicious noises it made, the wet clapping sounds of Izuku’s ass bouncing against his pelvis. It was intoxicating, hearing the sounds of Izuku between cries of “More, please, more!” He spread Izuku’s ass cheeks, thrusting himself deeper and deeper, faster and faster, until the entirety of the world started to blur together.

“Kacchan, I’m—fuck, I’m coming!” Izuku cried out.

“Shit, m-me too—Deku—!” Katsuki nudged himself one last time as hard as he possibly could, grabbing Izuku’s hips until he sprayed milky, hot cum into Izuku.

The two collapsed onto the floor next to each other. They didn’t speak and Katsuki’s mind raced for moment, but managed to silence his loud thoughts of trying to reconcile with what just happened. Instead, he decided that it did happen and after several minutes, he managed to at least roll over to face Izuku. Izuku’s eyes slowly blinking closed, but he was smiling—a soft, familiar look crept across Izuku’s face. Katsuki reached out, his hand cupping Izuku’s cheek, rubbing his thumb along Izuku’s jaw.

“Kacchan?” Izuku’s voice trembled.

“Deku.” Katsuki said in between loud breaths.

“Do you hate me?”

Katsuki chuckled, but answered honestly. “No, Deku.” As he started to sit up, he sneezed loudly, feeling a bit of a scratch in his throat. “BUT I SWEAR TO GOD, IF YOU GOT ME FUCKING SICK—,”

Izuku giggled. “Spend the night?”

Katsuki looked over at him. His cheeks were flushed, sweat beaded down his face. The sun had mostly set outside. Katsuki didn’t want to leave. He wanted to stay here, next to Izuku.

Forever.

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I've seen a lot of people do it, so if you are up for it~ Ship your moots!

FINALLY. THE AWAITED LIST OF MOOTS IS COMPLETE. sorry this took forever anon!!

now, this is going to be long & i will try not to overexplain my ship pairings. did i take time to think about each paring? yes. but, will they be serious? no. they are dumb & silly.

let the crack pairings begin <3!!

@dekusneakers x BAKUGOU & TODOROKI now you would think? sneakers in a throuple? how come? mmm simple. i couldn’t choose one for her so she gets both. the more the merrier. besides, she deserves love from both sides, kisses on both cheeks. one begrudgingly smooch & one icy kith. as a deku kin, she’s completely satisfied. you’re welcome

@izusun x AIZAWA & ORCA similarly, i can’t have my bestie here with just ONE babe. so, i thought why don’t we get a fatherly figure & a dad bod to give her all the love she needs. so yes, bestie, you two deserves hugs at both sides of you. a twiggy one & a muscly one. the sun needs some shade, & that shade is these men.

@midnightpirates x SUKUNA he’s a mass murderer !! you can’t— oh, but i can. you see, yanna here hates mahito & guess who was the one to fuck up his shit. ah, that’s right, it was sukuna. two mahito an/tis sitting in a tree <3 it’s the perfect match made in hell.

@goth-himbo-dabi x DOCTOR WHO once again, people might wonder: why not dabi? my answer? it’s because my bby here finds the twiggy men attractive. i know, bummer. & you can’t get any twiggy-er than david tennant & matt smith. but which doctor? all of them.

@minisheku x KAMINARI i see you simp for his dunce face. & honestly, who wouldn’t?? also, i originally put sheepku,, but that’s ,, a bit weird. but, here’s the solution. you OWN a sheepku, with kaminari. ah yes, a modern day family unit. & he can entertain you, as well as be a source of electricity for your drawing tablet !! resources !!

@oyavaski x EN you said he was hot literally in your tags earlier in a reblog. so, i am simply gifting you water to quench your thirst. may you two meet in afo, & fall in love in the subconscious of deku’s mind. will deku feel awks? yeah. but like pfft, he’s so whipped for bkg, he’ll forget you two chilling in the corner of his thoughts.

@okworstie x GOJO & WATARI i never have to look up the gojo tag, like ever. because you’re always plastering his face all over my timeline. & yes, this is a good thing. but, the same applies to watari. i have never even seen bakudiez, or whatever it’s called, but apparently he’s aro, & there’s a moth man, & tape hits post limit thursday’s? yeah just keep both, mimi.

@rrandomtthings x AN/TI as one of fellow loyal, amazing bkdks, i think it’s only fitting that you find true love with a bkdk an/ti. create the banti we seek in our community. the enemies to lovers trope is in your blood, written in your deku genes. so, i dedicate the banti movement with this small offering of a ship. may you find diamonds on the minecraft server & build a diamond cabin.

@believeyourgalaxy x ITADORI you two are such cinnamon rolls !!!! super friendly. super kind. super relatable. & together, you guys can pin over megumi. maybe hopefully, sam can help itadori with his low iq brain to finally get together with megumi. because damn, sam can be like “this is my boyfriend, itadori. & this is itadori’s boyfriend, megumi.”

@wrensknight x SHIRAKUMO i didn’t even know it was oboro birthday, until you not only made a public post about to, but made art for him. cloud boy needs that partner to respect & cherish him entirely. & you just treat him so right?? draw him so good?? i hope you can go cloud watching & then later, ride the clouds with him. till death do you guys uh,, you know,,

@b1m0 x MIDORIYA you can't stand when he gets injured, let alone reckless & trying to save the world, when he should literally be saving his own ass. but, that just means you care about him DEEPLY. plus, you both are wholesome people. obviously two cinnamon rolls make a whole bakery !! & who doesn't want a bakery ?? i sure do! wehjw idk why i brought the point here, but just know you two make sense.

@mysterionrising x RENGOKU & VIGILANTE DEKU it’s that enemies to lovers trope once again !! for someone who wrote him off as annoying the first seconds she met him, kenny sure flipped over to the stan side. ever since then, i can only see kenny when i see rengoku. but, you know who else reminds me of kenny. vigilante deku. it’s super fruity that you have an entire bomb playlist for him. so keep him too !!

@kamishima x KIRISHIMA you are the biggest kiri simp i have ever met. you basically ship kiri with anyone who makes him happy. though, you do have a lot of ships, but with kiri it’s different. & so, i was thinking ‘mmm, if bug ships kiri with so many people?? shouldn’t she ship him with HERSELF?’ boom. suddenly both kiri & bug are happy, with a lovely home. my work here is done.

@ckatsudon x LAW LIET did i dig through your blog. why yes. & you know what i found? reblogs & tags dedicated to L. he’s best boy. he’s precious. he deserves a better end. an end with you. mmhmm !! because if we rewrote death note, where you were light, i think L & light could have been canon. & that also would make you happy. & the rest of the entire world

@drfox-kinnie x UNIKITTY i don’t even know the show, let alone who unikitty is exactly. but, you reblogged a banner, confirming your love for unikitty. & so, i am of course doing you a big favor !! she’s bubbly, friendly, & passionate just like you !! & bestie, while i may not know nothing about her, i know you love her. so, maybe you two platonically have a wonderful time, adventuring with the other wholesome characters !! also,, is she big enough to travel on? if so, look i got you a cat car!!

@midorree x MINACHAKO i ship you with another ship. why? because i can. besides, you are like my moot who is genuinely a head leader of the minachako ship on my timeline, & you have steadily been converting me?? but, i also noticed that mina AND uraraka have stolen your heart, & you have yet to fight them for it back. i hope you three can go into a brawl & see who can grab each other’s hands fastest.

@kiribakuxkacchakolover x HATSUME YOU HAVE IT AS YOUR TITLE HEADER. like you are literally having a billboard that calls mei your cutie patootie. &, you ask, & you shall receive. i hope you two can be the dorkiest nerds together, & ramble for eons & eons. i hope i’m invited to the transformer wedding you two will have <,3

@balaroo x MIRUKO like before, you too have your interest out in the open in your title header. but, you see, miruko is a total babe, with confidence & ego & with this stride that makes even the most alpha male quiver. you would be a total wife to miruko’s girlboss energy & that’s why this ship totally works.

@quix-mix x FREDDY FAZBEAR my precious lil young moot, i dug into your blog & noticed you enjoy the fnaf games. & mmm are you perhaps wanting to cuddle a certain demonic teddy bear? well, i approve. he'll fall in love, head over heels, with your art, he might not possess you right away !! might. but, listen, you always do enjoy the villains (; i gotchu !!

@lonely-rabbit x LANCE you said we’re moots & i agree, we are. however, i have noooo idea what even are your preferences. so, i went digging. & it’s such a coincidence that we bonded over our voltron trauma, & yet you still continue to simp over lance. &, like i don’t blame you !!! he’ll always be dumb baby & so all i ask is that you love him, for our sake. & sanity.

#star responds #THIS TOOK FOREVER STILL #EVEN WITH MY SHORT EXPLANATIONS #but tadaaaa #the moots have now been complied #& ahajsbkssj i HOPE you all like your pairings. even the dumb ones <#I ALREADY KNOW SOME OF YALL WILL LAUGH LMAOO #otherwise if you want to roast me & what my pairing would be. pls feel free to do so #this was so fun omgg thank you anon for this opportunity!!#anon #moots

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