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shera-dnd · 7 months

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Late to day 2, but I still delivered.

Ochako and her party venture beneath the city of Baldur's Gate in search of Toga's former master

Yes. This means exactly what you think it means. BALDUR'S GATE 3 AU!!!

Originally this was gonna be Durge!Toga, but that would take way too many words to do it justice. Instead she's taking Astarion's place and Ochako is vaguely taking Shadowheart's, but I don't go too deep into that

anyways enjoy the read!

@togachakoweekoffical

The underground chamber before them stretched beyond what Ochako ever deemed possible.

Seven thousand and six souls, all trapped together in one colossal structure, hidden just beneath the streets of Baldur’s Gate.

And now the seven thousandth and seventh soul approached it.

Every step they took through Cazador’s manor only seemed to dredge up more and more unpleasant memories for Toga. But she couldn’t turn back, she would be free, no matter what it might cost her. And Ochako would be with her to the very end.

Their steps echoed as the party descended into the ritual chamber. Ochako and Bakugo took the lead as they advanced into the ritual chamber, their respective paramours trailing behind.

“It’s gonna be fine,” Midoriya reassured her in a whisper, “just remember the plan.”

Reflexively she adjusted her pack, causing their spare weapons to rattle and clang.

“Right,” Ochako nodded, then repeated to herself, “stick to the plan…”

Next to her Bakugo let out one of his annoyed ‘chk’ s, obviously not happy to have to rely so much on an ‘istik’ .

Behind them Toga was eerily quiet. For once she had no jokes, no quippy lines, not even a little casual flirt to throw Ochako’s way. All she had now was silence .

She was afraid.

Ochako’s hand itched to latch onto Toga’s own, to pull her close, and whisper to her that everything would be okay.

But she was never given the chance as Cazador spoke, “could it be? Has our prodigal daughter returned?”

His voice alone was enough for Ochako to want to put her mace through his face.

“Say girl , has the real world proven too much for you yet again? Have you come here to beg to join our family once again?”

“Family? You call this a family? You abused us! Controlled us!” Toga hissed and stepped forward, breaking formation, “How dare you call any of that a family!?”

“Oh come now, girl,” Cazador dismissed with a wave of his hand, “you of all people should know that that’s what families do. Did I not rescue you from a far more pathetic fate at the hands of your parents? At least this way your life will serve some higher purpose.”

“Shut up!” Ochako shouted without even thinking, “Himiko’s life is worth more than your stupid ritual! She’s our friend, our family, and we won’t just stand here and let you throw her life away like it’s your property!”

Cazador looked at her with a mixture of surprise and disgust, like he was looking down at the mud that got stuck to the sole of his shoot.

“I don’t remember asking for the opinion of cattle ,” he spat.

She heard Toga shout, “don’t you dare talk to her like that!” as she lunged forward to drive her knife through his eye.

A single tap of his staff was all it took to stop her, suspended in mid air before being thrown flying through the chamber.

One moment Toga was next to them, and the next she was trapped by the ritual circle. The final soul needed for Cazador’s ascension.

Cazador cackled as his servants began to gather around the group of adventurers.

“Okay! New plan,” Deku announced, raising his hand and readying a triple shot of Eldritch Blasts, “Uraraka, you need to free Toga before the ritual is finished. Kacchan and I will keep them off you as best as we can.”

“Tsk’va!” Bakugo cursed, though he still drew his battleaxe, “don’t you dare call me that in public!”

Were this any less urgent of a situation, Ochako would have pointed out that everyone at camp had heard him call Izuku ‘ source of my bruises ’ as if that was the sappiest nickname githyanki culture could conjure.

As it stood, mocking the emotionally constipated gith could wait, right now she had a girl to save.

In a single Misty Step Ochako crossed the entirety of the ritual circle, stopping right at the step of the platform that held Toga.

The woman squirmed as the magical force held her suspended in mid air, her very soul being drained into the red beam of light.

Ochako’s heart tightened at the pain she saw in Himiko’s face, and she didn’t need the parasite to tell just how terrified the girl was.

Before she could take another step a werewolf slumped dead in front of her, a javelin firmly impaled through its throat.

“Pay attention, istik!” Bakugo barked, bringing her back to reality.

Right.

Can’t get distracted at a time like this.

Ochako shoved the werewolf’s corpse aside, and stepped up next to Toga.

Underneath an intricate array of magical runes held her in place. If Momo was here, she would have cleverly unraveled the spell at the seams before giving a detailed explanation of its function.

Ochako’s solution was nowhere near as elegant, but it got the job done.

She slammed her mace down, cracking the stone under it and splitting the rune in half. This seemed enough to break whatever spell was keeping Toga in place, gently dropping the woman into Ochako’s arms.

“I got you,” Ochako assured her, “I got you, Himiko.”

The only response she got was a loud hiccuping sob as Himiko clung to Ochako as tightly as she could.

“I will never let anyone hurt you, not anymore,” Ochako soothed, before reaching for her backpack and shouting, “Midoriya, now!”

Without a second of hesitation the warlock turned his entire focus on Cazador, trapping him inside a spell of Hold Person.

Bakugo, for his part, needed no order to jump to Izuku’s defense, making sure his companion would be able to keep focus on the spell.

Ochako pulled a different mace from her bag, with a bright golden head that shined like the sun.

“Remember what you said when we first got this?” Ochako spoke softly to Himiko. Their entire time at the Temple of Lathander had been a massive fiasco, but Toga’s words after they had all been revived had stuck with her somehow. “Something between a nice summer’s day -”

Himiko’s hand rose to meet Ochako’s, their fingers wrapping together over the handle of the Blood of Lathander, as she spoke.

“- and the full concentrated power of the sun.”

The mace ignited, a bright beam of sunlight burning through the darkness of the cavern. It was nothing compared to the lance that destroyed the temple, but it was more than enough to reduce a vampire to dust.

Himiko’s hand dropped, the legendary mace falling down to the ground and rolling off harmlessly.

She stumbled towards the ashes of her former master and looked down, almost in a trance.

“He’s dead,” she spoke, and whatever spell had dulled her emotions finally shattered .

With a shivering gasp, Toga kicked away his ashes with all her might.

“You’re dead!” she cried, stomping the ground where the bastard once stood again and again, “Dead! Dead! Dead!”

Her cries broke down into sobs as she fell to her knees, tears falling over what was left of the scattered ashes.

Toga hadn’t even noticed Ochako approaching her until she was pulled into her gentle arms.

“You’re safe now,” she soothed. “ I promise. ”

#togachakoweek2023 #togachako #my hero academia #toga himiko #uraraka ochako #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 au #momo is gale in this btw #yes this means she fumbled mystra

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mjbunnyluv · 1 year

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Yield

Katsuki avoids Deku’s kick by ducking below his outstretched leg. With a quick blast from his palms, he thrusts out of the way of the strength hero’s follow up attack. The two have been sparring for almost an hour, both nearing the end of their ropes. They’re tired, muscles shaking with overuse and bodies sticky with layers of sweat and grime.

“I won’t yield!” Izuku shouts as he launches another attack. “The only way I lose is if you overpower me, Kacchan! So, stop running away!”

The freckled hero’s declaration made Katsuki’s blood run hot. He loved when his partner got desperate and frustrated that a match was going on too long. Those were the moments he felt that he had equal footing with Deku. When they were both ready to drop and a battle of strength switched to a battle of endurance and stamina.

“Fine,” Katsuki rasped out, arms throbbing with the extended use of his quirk. “You asked for it!” Heat exploded from his palms, propelling him at Izuku. His shoulder collided with the stockier man’s stomach and the wheeze Deku let out echoed in his ear. There was a struggle of hands, a sharp growl, and then the world spun. Katsuki’s chest heaved as green curls and a constellation of freckles across reddened cheeks filled his vision from above.

“Yield,” Izuku spat, full weight pressing the blonde further into the ground. Teeth grinding, verdant eyes fierce and sparkling dangerously, Katsuki felt his heart rate pick up. Heat swirled in his gut. At this angle, Deku consumed all of his senses. Everywhere he looked he saw green, felt those thick thighs caging him in, could smell his salty sweat mixing with the woodsy cologne he’d put on that morning. Scarlet eyes dropped to reddened lips smeared with a small amount of blood from when Katsuki had punched him earlier.

The blonde struggled in his hold, palms sparking, but Izuku was fast. Crooked fingers wrapped tightly around his wrists, wrenching his arms above his head. Katsuki was pinned.

“Yield,” Izuku spat again. A droplet of sweat dripped from his nose to land on the blonde’s lip. The salty, musky taste of the man above him coated his tongue as he licked his lip.

All thoughts left Katsuki’s mind as he stretched his neck and pushed his torso off the ground with a painful pop of his shoulders. His mouth crashed against Izuku’s in a meeting of teeth. It was aggressive and frantic, all heat and instinct as Katsuki breathed the air from Deku’s lungs. It only lasted a few seconds before he thumped back to the ground heavily. A verdant gaze and pink cheeks filled his vision again, Izuku’s eyes doubled in size from shock. In that moment, Katsuki felt the hold on his wrists lessen and he took the opportunity to flip their positions.

“Kacchan,” Izuku gasped.

The stockier hero shivered a second later when Katsuki leaned down and rasped lowly against his ear. “Yield.”

“You played dirty,” Izuku pouted, all tension leaving his muscles as he slumped against the ground. “Shouldn’t kiss people if you don’t mean it.”

“Tch, who said I didn’t mean it?” Katsuki scoffed and leaned forward, lips just barely touching Deku’s. “Tell me no and I’ll back off no questions asked, no hard feelings.”

He could feel Izuku’s breath fanning across his cheeks, hot and damp. And then the freckled hero closed the distance, meeting in a much softer kiss. Scarlet eyes disappeared behind heavy lids as Katsuki melted into the feeling, the smell, the taste of Deku. When they parted for air, the blonde released his hold on the man beneath him and rose to his knees. Izuku propped himself up on his forearms, a dopey smile stretched across his face.

“I kissed Kacchan,” he giggled.

Katsuki snorted and shook his head, “Yeah, and I’m gonna kiss you again, Nerd.” His sore, overheated palms cupped his favorite freckled cheeks, eyes committing Izuku’s sweaty, exhausted, but oh so joyful expression to memory before he leaned in again. Katsuki wouldn’t mind ending every sparring match this way, and by the little mewls and happy gasps that reached his ears, he was pretty sure Izuku wouldn’t have any complaints either.

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dekuscheripop · 9 months

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NO ONE

Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Drama, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, Bigotry & Prejudice, Sexism, Quirkless Discrimination (My Hero Academia), Quirk Discrimination (My Hero Academia), Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki, Pro Hero Kirishima Eijirou, Angst with a Happy Ending

Katsuki, a popular pro hero, is in a relationship with ordinary office worker Deku but they are keeping their relationship a secret because Katsuki is a well known hero and they are both men. Society isn't that welcoming yet of same sex relationships.

Even with all of these problems they face, Katsuki is determined to keep their relationship going. He wants Deku. He needs him.

Once upon a time, when he was still young and naive, he used to believe that he is better than everyone else, so that means other extras are weak and below him. That included Deku who he has named that way because of his immaturity back then.

Izuku is quirkless with no power, is super weak and useless to a society that values the strong and flashy. Izuku became Deku and Katsuki became a bully.

Years of abuse is what Katsuki gave to him. From pushing him away, to blasting his personal belongings and the worst, telling him to swan dive from the rooftop.

After that very day he told Deku this, he disappeared. Completely gone from school even more the year ended. It would be a lie to say he didn't panic for a second that maybe Deku did what he told him to.

When the school didn't explain what happened and when his classmates didn't even care like he didn't exist is when Katsuki started to see something was wrong with society.

His mother that night told him that the Midoriya's have moved away to a different prefecture. Katsuki felt relieved; Deku is ok but also now far away.

Katsuki didn't have his contact information, he never thought he needed it from Deku of all people. Frankly he thought it shouldn't matter, because Katsuki still thinks that Deku didn't matter to him even if he did feel a sting in each passing day at school at the sight of the empty chair behind him.

Then UA had humbled him. At a place where the best of the best are, Katsuki was only one of them, not the greatest. When those times came that he did so well he would turn to his side expecting a praise, a voice that would say,

/'Kacchan's amazing!'/

But there never was. It was always empty just as his heart had been.

Something was missing, a hole that couldn't be filled no matter how much he achieved through the years and many years it was.

It was only then at the age of 25, at his prime and rising in the ranks, he saved someone in a crumbling building. That person had dark green hair full of dust and debris . The gash on their head caused blood to flow down their cheeks, freckles cheeks. Katsuki could pinpoint the exact moment his heart felt full and stopped at the same time.

It's Deku. It's Izuku!

The boy he once lost and now a man that he might lose again.

"Fuck don't die on me Deku!" His screech can be heard across the street and was enough for the other man to half open his eyes, emerald eyes he knew so well.

Deku was able to speak so faintly

"Kacchan…"

And lost consciousness all over again.

Katsuki spent every day after work at the hospital waiting for Deku to wake up. Day by day he notices the small things he actually missed.

Like how Deku's hair is thicker now and much softer, so may have touched it to comb out the knots while he is in bed. Or how there are more freckles on his cheeks and back, so maybe he washes Deku's body from time to time, or that he knows the number of freckles Deku used to have in middle school.

Or how his face is still as angelic as it always was. Katsuki noticed all of these and his own feelings that have been kept inside for so long.

Deku stayed in the hospital for a month, in a coma that the doctors said they were not sure if he would ever wake up from. So Katsuki begged for the first time in his life.

He had been the most terrible person in the past and here is the evidence of who he was yet Katsuki drops on his knees, takes a cold clammy hand in his warm ones and begged.

"You know, after I got to UA nothing went as planned. I tried to figure out what it meant to be strong and admit that I was actually weak. I got stronger and knew myself better. I'm rising to the top now because I finally know what it truly means to be a hero but I just couldn't forget about you. You are the reason I am here.. You, the one person that suffered the most from my insecurities. What I'm saying might not mean anything to you but…" Katsuki squeezes Deku's hand.

"Deku, I'm sorry for everything I've done until now. Please wake up and come back to me."

The hospital room is silent. Only the sound of the curtains flowing from the cool night wind can be heart and Katsuki's own nervous heartbeat.

He feels hopeless and helpless as he continues to hold on to Deku's tightly. Nothing happens, filled with despair Katsuki lets go but not before he feels a movement. So very slight but it was there. A slight twitch of fingers, an effort to touch back.

A slow flutter of lashes and slowly opening eyes. Dull green turns to shining emeralds when Deku finally sees Katsuki. Dekus eyes shone with recognition.

Deku is awake.

And the first words that Katsuki says to him after a long time of not seeing each other are calm and sure,

"Deku, I love you."

They started dating right after Deku got discharged a week later.

Katsuki was relentless after all.

Deku is dating a pro hero. Whenever he thinks about it, it causes him to blush and shake his head. As a hero enthusiast, it's like a dream come true. As a Dynamight fan, it's like he died and went to heaven.

Deku is dating Pro Hero Dynamight. Top 4 in hero ranking and top 1 in most sought after bachelor in the whole of Japan. Yes, that Dynamight, Bakugou Katsuki.

Deku has been in love with him even when they were kids. They had a fall out and he moved away when they finally met again after a villain attack Kacchan suddenly confessed to him and courted him non-stop. Honestly Deku has no idea why Kacchan wanted him, but he was so honest and straightforward about it that Deku could not refuse. He has loved him longer after all.

So yes, they are together but no one knows except them and their family.

They have to keep a secret. Same sex couples are tolerated at best but not exactly accepted. They are perfectly content the way they are. A secret in public but sweet in private.

There were no problems and then Kacchan introduced his best friend to Deku.

"This Kirishima Eijirou."

Kirishima Eijiro is a nice guy. He's hyper, very friendly and as Kacchan had said had been his rock, no pun intended, during his years of self discovery at UA.

"Shitty hair, this is Izuku. I've known him since we were in diapers."

Kirishima doesn't know about the relationship as Deku was introduced as a childhood friend that Kacchan had met up with once again.

It's a dinner meet up that Kacchan wanted for a while now. Deku knows this means a lot to him that his two closest people get to know each other. He feels proud that Kacchan wanted him to meet his UA friends and fellow pro hero.

The conversation between the three of them is good. Kirishima himself is a talker and his laugh is contagious. Deku thinks they could become good friends.

The dinner went on like that until Kacchan had to stand up to take a call, leaving the two of them behind.

Deku feels a bit awkward since it will just be him and Kirishima and they have just met.

"Must be the media. You know how it is rising to the top of the ranks and all." Kirishima says enthusiastically. Deku doesn't seem to have to worry about awkwardness, Kirishima is talkative.

"Yeah, Kacchan is amazing." He agrees to what the other says, smiling while looking at Kacchan at the far corner speaking to someone on the phone.

"He sure is! That's why I think his future girlfriend should be just as amazing!"

Deku almost drops his fork, his grip gets weak and he just stares at his hand near the plate as Kirishima continues to talk.

Kirishima seems to think his silence is permission for him to continue.

"He's got to have a really amazing girl, someone pretty and not plain."

Deku felt a strange itch on his chest.

"She's got to be sexy and feminine at the same time, he can't have those girls that are muscular. He has to be the only manly one."

It turns into something heavy and dull.

"And above all she's got an amazing quirk. For someone with a great and awesome quirk like Katsuki, she has to have something like that."

Which is now a sharp ache spreading all over his body.

"Katsuki should have a super girlfriend. I mean look at him. He is just simply the best out there, so why should someone plain and ordinary be good for him, right Midoriya?"

Deku feels like he wants to cry as all his self confidence drains out of him.

Kirishima waits for Deku's answer with a bright smile that has no ill will. He truly just wants the best for his best friend.

This man is Kacchan's best friend and might be Deku's biggest problem.

By the way he speaks about Kacchan, Deku concluded that no matter what, Kirishima should never know about him and Kacchan.

"Yeah." Meekly, Deku responded.

Kirishima just positively beams. His big arms went over Deku's shoulder and pulled him in much to Deku's surprise.

"You know what Midoriya, I think you get me. I thought you were just some typical nerd but I think you’re just the guy that can help me find my best bro the perfect girl. So what do you say?” Kirishima declares with all his muscled glory.

Deku gulps. This isn't good at all.

TBC

#NO ONE BKDK part 1 #bakudeku #deku #bkdk fic #bnha bkdk #Kacchan #Bakugou #MHA #boku no hero academia

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epickiya722 · 1 year

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this is highly inspired by the official art/bunny deku

after this photo shoot is done miriko noticed how much fun deku was having that an idea came to her

she ends up buying countless of pro hero costumes for both her and deku and rents a small studio so that they have their own private photo shoot, they are obviously having fun mainly deku and she’s obviously going to post them to social media

but before they wrap things up she texts burnin and tells her to bring her (burnin) costume and bakugo’s costume. burnin ask no questions and does so

deku’s confused wondering why burnin is there and why she brought kacchan’s costume. miriko just tells him that they are taking their final photos dressed up as their favorite heroes miriko is going to wear burnin costume and deku is going to wear bakugo’s costume

deku is instantly happy and doesn’t hesitate to wear kacchan’s costume and both miriko and deku are taking photos. burnin ends up pulling out her phone takes some pics of deku and sends them to bakugo and instead of bakugo being pissed off all he texts back is ‘drop your location now’

and yeah that’s pretty much it

Miruko and Burnin deciding to cause a little chaos 😆

Meanwhile, Bakugou is wondering where in the hell is his hero suit and when he does get the answer, he wonders how in the hell Burnin even managed to get his suit.

Ooh! Wait! Even better, Midoriya admits to still having his copy of Bakugou's suit from when they did that one training exercise.

Bakugou used his explosions to get to the studio and practically bust down the doors and the first thing he yells is "WHERE THE HELL IS MY DAMN SUIT AND WHAT IS GOING ON?!"

Burnin and Miruko just 😏.

Meanwhile, Midoriya is just having a blast because as long as he gets to dress up as heroes he's not complaining.

#kiya answers #bnha #mha #burnin #miruko #mirko #burnbunny #burnin x mirko #burnin x miruko #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #bkdk #bakudeku

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pinkykats-place · 1 year

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BakuDeku \\ Jealous Bakugo

SFW

AO3 Fanfic Recommendations

Disclaimers!

None of the stories linked are mine.

All are SFW … still read AO3 tags.

Art not mine … by Chris t {twitter}.

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

That’s Mine! by WriterKichi

Summary: For Valentine's Day, Izuku decides to make two batches of chocolate for Katsuki and Rody. But when Izuku gives Rody his chocolate, he doesn’t expect a certain blond to get pissed off about it.

{One Shot}

Shirtless Shenanigans by ivoreverie

Summary: Izuku forgets his gym uniform in his dorm room and works out shirtless. Everyone notices.

His boyfriend isn't happy about that.

— — —

OR Izuku is very modest and refused to work out without a shirt on until today. The Bakusquad decides to let him know that the view is very much appreciated

One Shot | UA Students

pretty in nude by rollingchibi

Summary: He doesn't think it's too much to ask for. It doesn't seem like it. And yet, here he is, feeling like he's drowning, suffocating, watching as those eyes that used to follow him everywhere look somewhere else because he's not--

He's not--

Enough.

Not anymore.

One Shot | Third Year au

Heart-Shaped Distractions by DMMegsie

Summary: To Bakugou Katsuki, Valentine's day was a waste of time.

Giving people an excuse to be all lovey dovey in public, wasting money on things that would long be forgotten in the weeks to come.

That was, until he entered his second year classroom to see the eyesore around him.

{One Shot}

Katsuki's Green Eyed Monster by SJ_Gray

Summary: Katsuki didn't realize how much he'd missed Deku's smile, until it wasn't just for him anymore.

{One Shot}

dating advice by mamalade

Summary: "Well, I, um… You see, Kacchan, I had a question about… well…!" Izuku looks down nervously, though his eyes catch at the bottom hem of her skirt where it just barely brushes against the thin material of her black stockings. When he glances back up, his face is so red that she can barely see his freckles.

"Have you ever had a crush on someone?" He's finally able to choke out.

---

Or, Izuku is more popular than Katsuki thought. But he only has eyes for her.

One Shot | Female Bakugo

What are the odds of you loving me? by neva_writes

Summary: That time when Katsuki, despite being utterly in love with Izuku, believes that being his roomate and best friend is enough.

Until Deku starts dating an extra.

One Shot | Aged-Up | Pro Hero au

I dodge the blast and apologize for collateral damage by DistantMothmanNoises

Summary: “There’s an open bar in the next room. They have something a little stronger than champagne. Would you like a drink?”

“Holy shit.” Jirou sounded both amazed and a little amused. Katsuki didn’t share either sentiment. “That was both fast and not what I expected. Good job, Midoriya.”

— — —

OR There's an undercover mission where a villain hits on Izuku, and Katsuki isn't happy about it. Shenanigans ensue.

One Shot | Aged-Up | Pro Hero au

Too far away by CrunchySnow

Summary: Katsuki isn’t happy about how things went down in Otheon, feeling left out by Izuku. But he has a hard time admitting it and especially confronting the nerd with it to sort things out.

{One Shot}

Cuddles by Moonlight07

Summary: Basically Katsuki wants to cuddle with Izuku

One Shot | UA Students

Fireworks by chancellorxofxtrash

Summary: Fact of the matter was, Katsuki wasn’t the only person Deku admired.

{One Shot}

Spreading Rumors by huliganships

Summary: Izuku has a secret admirer and Katsuki is not okay with it.

One Shot | UA Students

Racing by Sonday

Summary: A rando extra has a crush on Izuku and Katsuki fucking hates it.

Like clockwork, an annoying voice burst into the peace of the otherwise empty living room, coming from the entrance behind the couch.

“Izuku-kun!!”

Katsuki opened his eyes and saw a burst of blue hair as Aoi tackled Izuku in a hug from behind, over the back of the couch. Izuku wah’d in surprise, jerking forward as Nakayama Aoi leaned in to look at what he was reading, then froze when he finally saw Katsuki.

Katsuki glared up at him, curling a lip. “Do you fucking mind?”

{One Shot}

Retroactive by EnduringParadox

Summary: "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. Are you going to fight every person Midoriya's kissed?" Hitoshi asked.

Bakugou's eyes narrowed. "You calling my boyfriend a slut?"

Oh, goddamn it. Hitoshi felt a migraine coming on. Exasperated, he said, "No, Midoriya's my friend, and he can kiss whoever he wants. Why he's decided to just limit himself to you is beyond me."

The frown on Bakugou's face deepened. "Think you're funny? Let's fight, I said. No quirks, just hand-to-hand. Winner is Izuku's first kiss."

"I take it back. That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard."

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Hitoshi's morning is interupted by a furious Bakugou, who's learned that Hitoshi was his boyfriend's first kiss. He challenges Hitoshi to quirkless, hand-to-hand combat to decide whose kiss takes precedence.

{One Shot}

A Challenger Appears by ramsbkdkcomics

Summary: "Oh, so is Midoriya really seeking a relationship like that then?" And for the first time, there's a crack in Kota's impassive stance. Vulnerability. But also a glimmer of something excited- hopeful.

"I don't give a shit, but if Deku were, hypothetically, looking for a relationship," and Bakugou would be the first to know if he was, as well as the first to line up, and also suspiciously the only one alive in line. "He definitely wouldn't be trying anything with some shitty high schooler." Bakugou sneers, not even attempting to mask the distaste in his tone.

"So stick your obvious fanboy crush up someone else's ass, okay?"

Complete | 3 Chapters | Pro Hero au

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fierytwins · 2 years

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Katsuki was lounging out in the common room with Neon, mostly bored as he flipped through the channels.

"Nerd probably spilled about me being a bully to him. Only was to protect his fucking ass."

Neon raised an eyebrow, not looking impressed. "I find that very hard to believe, Bakugo."

"You think I'd fucking lie about that shit? It's true!" He scowled before calming down a bit. "No one ever fucked with me, so long as I made it clear Deku was my target, no one else touched him. I held back a lot too, though sometimes that damn nerd would lean into one of my explosions. Guess he thought it needed to be more believable or some shit. Point is I was keeping him safe, same for sludge-brain and fulgur-breath. Those two usually handle anything outside of school."

"So you... actually care about Midoriya?" To say this was an unusual shock to the ravenette was an understatement.

"Of course I do! Auntie... she worried a lot about Deku after he was diagnosed quirkless. I felt... kind of betrayed, when I found out. Two of us always said we'd be a hero team together, him being my sidekick." The bombastic blonde huffed a bit, looking to the side. "Took the twins to help me remember me and Deku's promise could still happen. He's smart, even when he was young the nerd could figure out a quirk faster than most adults. He's always been fucking good at planning and setting up counters to anything he goes against. Me, I'm able to figure out chinks in someone's defense during the middle of a fight, make split second choices and blast through any defense. Two of us together... quirk or no quirk, Deku would still be able to keep that promise." He smiles.

An honest to god genuine smile. On the Katsuki Bakugo, talking about about Izuku Midoriya. If any of their other classmates were here they's probably think some villain had replaced their blast-happy Pomeranian. Neon would agree, if he didn't still curse like a sailor in a tempest.

"Worked his ass off for ten months before the entrance exams, and turns out he was just a late bloomer, but the fucking nerd never gave up. Whenever it looked like he might, just gave him a blast to his ass and get him to see his strengths." That smile turned to a smirk as he sat up and faced Neon. "Fourteen journals, feather bitch. Fourteen damn journals filled front to fucking back with hero notes. And that's just on the Pros he's seen over the years. Me, fulger-breath, and sludge-brain each have a while damn journal each. Wouldn't be surprised if he's got one for each of the damn extras in class too. The damn nerd's a natural analyst, can't keep himself from learning fucking everything he can about a quirk he sees. Makes the nerd who he is."

Little did Katsuki know, Izuku was behind him and heard pretty much all of those good things. The greenie proceeded to tackle the blonde to the floor, hugging him. "Kacchan, that was really sweet!"

"Deku! Get the fuck off me!"

"No way, I never get to hear you say that kind of stuff!"

"Because you always get like this when I do, shitty nerd!" Despite the harsh language... Katsuki was smiling as he struggle to push Izuku away. Watching the two wrestle on the floor, well few could say the ravenette was getting better entertainment than whatever could be on the TV.

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Umm so for the bkdk prompt thing I was wondering if you could do some quirk mishap. Mostly because your fic where Izuku loses his memory is one of my favourites and i want to read something like that, but i can't think of any idea which isn't an extremely overused trope...

Hey, thanks for asking!

Okay, first of all, I'm so happy "You feel like home" is one of your favorites, it's one of mine as well. That fic actually took a while, so I hope this short quirk mishap is to your liking! (Disclaimer: I know OFA wouldn't work this way, but meh, it was fun to write!)

The Wonder Duo finally cornered the villain in an alley.

“Game over, fucker!” Kacchan shouted before exploding his way up.

The woman smirked before raising a hand and activating her quirk.

The purple beam hit Kacchan square on the chest, sending him flying back.

“Kacchan!” Izuku jumped between his partner and the wall, catching without a second thought.

Light exploded around them the moment they touched. Green and orange beams surrounded them, nearly blinding them. They fell down, with Izuku still cradling him in his arms.

Kacchan shook his head, groaning in pain, while Deku felt his temperature rising.

“The fuck you just did?!”

“I swapped your quirks,” she said, winking. “Good luck catching me now!” And with that she was off, leaping over them and running in the direction of the street.

“Shit!” Kacchan untangled them, studying his hands. “Fucking Hell, nothing!” He punched the floor.

“It’s definitely temporary, OFA wouldn’t allow a permanent switch without my will,” Izuku muttered. “Our quirks are probably not as strong as usual, otherwise she could have seriously hurt you.”

“Oh shut up, don’t compare me, in all my glory, to the weak ass noodle you were when All Might gave you OFA,” Kacchan got up, rolling his shoulders. Then offered a hand to Izuku and hauled him to his feet.

“I think it only mirrors the physical aspects of it,” Izuku fanned his face lightly. Did Kacchan normally walk around packing this much heat?

“You okay, nerd?” His partner pinched his cheek.

“Yeah, just warm,” Izuku reassured him. “How do you feel?”

“Pissed,” Kacchan grunted. “She thinks she’s such a hot shit, I’ll teach her not to mess with us.” His partner unclasped his grenades, hiding them behind the dumpster. “Are you ready to put all your observation skills to good use, nerd?” Kacchan smirked, the challenge making his eyes shine brighter.

Izuku only needed a second to understand what he meant. He grinned and hastily removed his gloves, storing them for safety in his belt.

“You think you can do better than me?”

“An egg inside a microwave, right, loser?” Kacchan arched an eyebrow and closed his eyes. He breathed in deeply, and Izuku noticed with wonder as the red lines of power crisscrossed his skin. They expanded until they disappeared, leaving an orange shine around his partner. “If I catch her first you’re cleaning the apartment for a month, nerd!” The pavement cracked the moment Kacchan bolted. “I know I’m just as fast as you, so you better keep up!”

“Hey! That’s not fair!” Izuku protested, running behind him until he worked up a sweat.

Every moment he had spent drinking the sight of his partner effortlessly propelling his body in the air flashed in the back of his mind. He clenched his palms, focusing the heat in the center and he shot up to the sky with the next step. He had a different build, more legs than shoulders but nothing he couldn’t manage.

The blasts made his shoulders throb but he didn’t quit his advance. Izuku spotted Kacchan two blocks away; he was jumping over cars and using walls for impulse, easily switching the blast of his explosions in favor of the extra strength in his limbs to move faster and faster.

God, how good he was at everything was equally amazing and insufferable.

He had been right though, he was just as fast as Izuku.

With a big explosion, he passed Kacchan, searching for the villain scurrying in front of them. She kept looking back with the widest eyes Izuku had ever seen.

Served her right for underestimating them.

“I knew my quirk was better than yours!” Kacchan shouted under him.

“Maybe I’m just a better wielder in general!” Izuku teased, looking down with a grin.

“You little shit!” Kacchan raised the percentage, gaining ground and finally tackling the villain.

“You’re insane!” she wiggled out of his grip, crawling away when Izuku did a somersault, falling right in front of her and raising a hand. The sparks dancing in his palm were enough to freeze her.

Kacchan marched to her, his skin sizzling with the energy OFA coursing through his veins.

“Are you kidding me?! It’s a whole different quirk!” She cried out, staring first at Izuku then at Kacchan with horror.

They shared a look over her. It was an universal truth by this point, after being together their whole lives, that sometimes they knew the other better than they knew themselves.

Strengths, and weaknesses, and everything in between.

Izuku wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Well, that damn nerd stole half of my moves, so better luck next time!” Kacchan twisted her arms behind her back, clasping her hands in handcuffs.

“I didn’t steal them,” Izuku defended himself. “You inspire me, it’s different.”

Kacchan snorted.

“You’re such a kiss-ass,” he said fondly.

His partner propped the woman against a parked car while they waited for the police to arrive. Then he crowded Izuku against a bus, hiding them from view.

“Care to find out if I can give you back OFA?” Kacchan whispered in the small space between them. His red eyes were smoldering and Izuku felt his breath catch in his throat. He leaned closer, eyes half lidded.

Their lips almost touched before he got a mouthful of hair.

“Kacchan!” Izuku squealed, laughing despite his annoyance.

“What? You can pick the strand if you want,” he replied, rubbing the blond locks all over his face.

“You’re the worst,” Izuku cupped his face, pushing his head back until Kacchan faced him.

“Nah, I’m the fucking best.”

He was, so Izuku kissed him.

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Don't you guys love how much they understand the other?

#bakudeku #bkdk #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #dkbk #bkdk fanart #look at me writing the mushy and corny stuff hell yeah

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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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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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makeste · 3 years

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BnHA Chapter 310: A Tale of Two Kacchans

Previously on BnHA: Flashback!Deku was all, “hey, you know what sounds like a good decision? Abandoning my studies at the safest place in the country so that the bad guy who wants to find me and kill me has literally nothing standing in his way of doing that.” All Might was all, “I fucking knew you were going to say some bullshit like that so whatever, but I’M COMING WITH YOU and I’m also going to invite the Hawksquad to come with us, mostly so that I can steal Jeanist’s car.” Jeanist was all, “okay fine you can borrow my car, All Might, but only if you wear jeans.” All Might was all, “okay sure” and he wore jeans and also sunglasses and a leather jacket and it was pretty rad. Anyway so now they’re out there fighting crime and hunting down the LoV and stuff, and absolutely none of it is going to end well, I’m just letting you know now. But I guess we’ll let them enjoy it while it lasts.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi is all “happy belated Kacchan’s Birthday makeste, here’s the flashback you really wanted at long last,” and proceeds to pull the old vestige flashback out of the kitchen drawer and upend its contents all over my Friday afternoon without the slightest bit of warning. OFA III is all “WHAT’S UP I’M JUST SOME GUY, HELLO,” and okay?? Hello yourself. OFA II, on the other hand, is all, “okay yeah I have different hair and stuff, but I’m like 98% sure I’m either Bakugou or his goddamn twin, I mean look at me.” Which, yeah. I looked, and he really is though you guys. Anyway though, so he and OFA II basically just showed up in the First (who goes by Yoichi now)’s prison cell one day all “HEY THERE, WE’RE HERE TO SAVE YOU, APPARENTLY, ALTHOUGH WE SEEM REAL CONFUSED ABOUT IT TBH BUT HEY.” And so they saved him, and Yoichi was all “hey nice to meet you do you want to join my super-exclusive Saving The World Club”, and so they did, and then the chapter ended lol. I would have said yes too.

oh my sweet lord?? I didn’t realize we were getting a color page this week, but LOOK AT THIS

this could have been a fucking volume cover. I’m almost mad that it wasn’t, lol but I mean fkldjslklk just look at it??! Horikoshi out here spoiling us and making sure we’re well fed since next week the manga is on break for Golden Week. well this will certainly help to tide me over. hot damn look at those colors

so now it’s raining on some dumb building in the middle of somewhere

is this where the Hawksquad has set up camp for the night? or are we actually cutting back to the League? that’d be unexpected (but not unwelcome)

ffff nevermind dammit it’s just more random citizens under attack

feels like this is the third or fourth scene we’ve had of civilians being Under Attack since this arc started. I mean no offense, but I think we get it by this point. it’s the end times, etc. etc. we’re well aware that things have gone to shit

so apparently these two guys are facing off against a girl with a mutant quirk. and she’s telling them that she’s not a monster and she was just scared, oh shit. I believe her btw, you can see it in her face

but these assholes don’t believe her at all and they’re pointing what looks to be some type of support item gun at her

you know what’s interesting, is that this kind of random quirk discrimination is the exact kind of thing PLF and the like were swearing up and down they’d put a stop to with their glorious revolution. it’s almost like those guys were completely full of shit. huh

so yeah, fortunately for this woman someone is stepping in and intervening before she can be blasted to bits by this trigger-happy asshole for absolutely no fucking reason

looks like a hero actually stepped in and saved her?? but no that can’t be, heroes are the ones that ruin everything and make everything worse, or so I understand. lol where did all of this sarcasm come from out of nowhere dlkdsjlk I’m sorry guys I just suddenly got swept up in the hypocrisy of certain people’s philosophies out of the blue idek

anyway so it is of course Deku saving her, and now he’s trying to talk thess jerks down all diplomatically instead of just kicking their asses, which is certainly a choice

MOTHERFUCKER I’M

fucking impossible to miss the real world parallels here. shit. this woman nearly died for her crime of Walking While Having A Mutant Quirk huh. and meanwhile Deku is just letting this guy scurry away and even letting him keep that fucking bazooka of his, like, ????

fucking hell she’s crying!!

lmao this chapter is actively trying to make me mad now huh. that’s some genuine righteous anger I’m feeling on behalf of this fictional ferret lady whom I only met two minutes ago. girl you are not the one who needs to explain herself here!! you didn’t do anything wrong holy fuck. everything about this situation sucks so much

fkKJKLMMMHFGH

“I’m sorry I made you upset, please enjoy this panel of tiny!floating!Deku hefting this lady’s massive beach umbrella up for her like the fucking gentleman he is” well okay then thank you sir

and JUST LIKE THAT the tension is broken and I’m entirely incapable of taking the rest of this conversation seriously because Deku’s trying to be all calming and authoritative, but now the illusion has been broken because I know he only comes up to like her knees

“well thanks again for saving me young man. I’ll leave you to it, I’m sure you’ve got more important things to do like protecting your Lucky Charms cereal from all those greedy children”

oh hey All Might

you wouldn’t have just let that guy with the bazooka just walk away to commit more attempted murders would you?? man

OH MY GOD DEKU IS IMMEDIATELY DITCHING HIM AGAIN

I ~CANNOT STAY HERE~ oh, well, sorry to keep you detained I know you’re busy

dfslkjlk oh my god

fucking told you Deku didn’t pack any food lol. it’s literally all notebooks in that bag you guys. he couldn’t just leave them all in his dorm room when he left, because what if someone tried to read them and came across one of the pages where he absentmindedly doodled Kacchan’s name surrounded by little tiny hearts oh gosh

AWWWWW

I needed this Horikoshi. thank you for this wholesome soul-cleansing interaction after all of that bullshit earlier

so now Deku’s climbing up this tall building to eat his lunchbox more dramatically. Tokoyami would be proud

and Banjou is saying that society right now is just like in The Good Old Days (read: bad old days) when quirk society was even more of a mess than it is now

which is exactly how AFO likes it, no doubt

so now Deku’s having a whole conversation with Banjou seemingly out loud lol, weird. and he’s basically saying that they don’t have any clues as to where TomurAFO and the League are hiding right now, and none of the Tartarus escapees they’ve found knew anything either

mmmmmfmhm, marge simpson noises

but you think you can?? you, alone, by yourself?? you think you stand a chance?? I just need you to think this all through a bit more kid

Deku it is NOT JUST YOUR RESPONSIBILITY ALONE, PLEASE REALIZE THIS ALREADY. YOU MAY BE THE CHOSEN ONE, BUT EVEN THE CHOSEN ONE NEEDS HIS FRIENDS BY HIS SIDE GODDAMMIT

and of course my pleading is all in vain, because he’s a fictional character who can’t fucking hear me, and also because I’m pretty sure there’s only one character who is going to actually be able to get him to hear reason here. I’ve been saying it, and I’ll keep saying it lol. so until then I guess I’ll just have to be patient

anyway so it appears we’re segueing into another flashback??? HORIKOSHI PLEASE GIVE ME SOME BAKUCRUMBS BEFORE THE TWO WEEK BREAK, I BEG YOU

dlKSDJLFKWJELKGHSLGKLEKJLFKHLGK

YES, THANK YOU, I KNOW WHERE THIS FUCKING IS LOL, IT’S NOT LIKE I’VE BEEN OBSESSED WITH FINDING OUT WHAT HAPPENS IN THE REST OF THIS SCENE OR ANYTHING LMAO. BUT ANYWAYS DON’T MIND ME, YOU WERE SAYING??

oh my god oh my god I’m not readyyyyy, but also FUCK YEAH I AM SO FUCKING READY LOL LET’S DO THIS

YOU GUYS

I’M ABOUT TO STEP IN THAT ROOM AND YEET ONE OF THOSE FUCKING CHAIRS AT YOU ALL

NOOOOO

I’M ABOUT TO GRAB BANJOU’S GOGGLES AND STRETCH THEM OUT AND SNAP THEM BACK SO THEY SMACK THE SHIT OUT OF HIS FOREHEAD!!! IT’S WHAT HE DESERVES!!! I’M ABOUT TO MOVE TO JAPAN AND GET A JOB WITH DOORDASH AND FIND OUT WHAT HORIKOSHI LIKES TO ORDER FOR LUNCH SO I CAN BE THE ONE TO DELIVER IT SO THAT WHEN HE OPENS THE DOOR I CAN FINALLY ASK HIM “HEY WHAT THE FUCK” IN PERSON

AHHH NO EVERYBODY SHHHHH STOP TALKING!!!!

SOMEONE PLEASE TELL THAT PERSON SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF THEIR LUNGS IN THE BACKGROUND TO SHUT THE FUCK UP, OH WAIT, THAT’S ME

(」゜ロ゜)」 щ(゜ロ゜щ)

LOL THIS FUCKING ASSHOLE!!! LOOK AT YOU!!! YOU’RE NOT KIRISHIMA OR SHINSOU OR IIDA IN A WIG OR ANYBODY LOL. YOU’RE JUST A DUDE. BROOOOO ABOUT FUCKING TIME, WHAT’S GOOD

I CAN’T SCROLL DOWN AHHHH BUT I HAVE TO BUT IT’S TOO INTENSE AHHHHHHH

I CAN SEE THE TOP OF HIS SPIKY HEAD, IT’S FINALLY THAT TIME AHHHHHHHH OKAY I’M GONNA DO IT HERE GOES

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

IT’S HIM. IT FUCKING REALLY FUCKIGN IS HIM OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. WHY AM I SO SHOCKED LMAO I’M THE ONE WHO’S BEEN SAYING THIS THE WHOLE DAMN TIME LMAO. OH GOD. O H MY FUCKING GOD

well okay then sir. so are you an ~ancestor~ or a Kacchan from another timeline or so what’s your deal then

YOICHI WHO IS YOICHI

YOICHI ALWAYS KNOWS WHAT’S UP. LMAO WHO IS YOICHI

(ETA: I’m going to punch myself in the face lmao. he’s Yoichi. he, the First. that’s his name. name reveal at long last what what!!)

MORE IMPORTANTLY SHOULD I BE IMAGINING NOBU’S VOICE RIGHT NOW BECAUSE LMAO I AM ANYWAY BUT YEAH

(ETA: I actually think he’s going to end up being voiced by Nobuhiko whether he ends up being Kacchan or not, just because it fits right in with the general “identical in almost every way” aesthetic he’s got going on.)

TUMBLR HOW WE LIKING OUR ANGSTY ALTERNATE UNIVERSE KACCHAN?? EVERYONE HATED YOU SO MUCH BEFORE THEY EVEN MET YOU, BUT THEY FORGOT TO CONSIDER THE POSSIBILITY THAT YOU MIGHT BE HOT LMAO WHAT A TWIST

“some bright-eyed brat” oh come on. IT’S GOTTA BE HIM LOL

oh my god you all are probably TIRED AS FUCK of all my screaming but I’M SORRY IMMA HAVE TO DO IT ONE LAST TIME BECAUSE...

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

that face. that expression!! THE FACT THAT HE’S OUT HERE OPENING DOORS WITH HIS FEET, LIKE HOLY SHIT!! JUST ADMIT THE JIG IS UP ALREADY

and so they really are the ones who busted First out of his jail cell huh

so how did they know you were in the room?? why did they come and break you out?? and how, pray tell, did they know to get you to transfer OFA to them?? hmmmMMMMMMMM

oh MY GOD

you guys. oh my god. it’s too much. every last bit of it lines up exactly with the Bakuverse theory sdkjfj I’m short-circuiting. it’s really fucking happening oh my lord

HELLO SEXY ALTERNATE UNIVERSE KACCHAN WITH HIS SEXY FUCKING SCAR, FUCK YEAH WE REALLY ARE EATING GOOD THIS CHAPTER

HELL YEAH WE’RE GOING. WE’RE GOING FULL SPEED YOU GUYS. LMAO I’M SO FUCKING HYPED RIGHT NOW I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF WEFKJLDKFFFF

SO, EVERYONE, LET’S RECAP. -- ACTUALLY NO, I STARTED TO WRITE UP A LIST, BUT I IMMEDIATELY REALIZED IT REALLY JUST NEEDS TO GO IN ITS OWN THREAD. SO I MADE IT AND POSTED IT, AND NOW I’M FINISHING UP THIS HOT MESS OF A RECAP POST. SO NOW WE’RE BACK TO THIS ONE FINAL PANEL OF DEKU EATING HIS KATSU ALL SERIOUS

YES SIR. YES SIR, WE GOING, FULL SPEED AHEAD, WHATEVER, IDK WTF IS HAPPENING BUT YES!!

lol, anyways so as I said in my other post, mysterious sexy guys with tragic pasts are what bring us together as a fandom, so whatever your thoughts are on the rest of it, let’s just rejoice in that. it’s what we deserve

#bnha 310 #midoriya izuku #ofa prime #ofa ii #bakugou katsuki #MAYBE???#bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha

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sleepdeprivedsloth · 3 years

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In the Dead of Night

[MHA - Midoriya, Bakugou]

summary: Not wanting to return to a nightmare, Bakugou spends the night alone in the common area. That is, until Midoriya finds him and tries to get his old friend to open up with an effective technique from their childhood. (platonic BakuDeku tickle fic)

potential warnings: swearing, tickling

words: 1.5 k

a/n: ahhh my first fic!! …kinda hoping no one sees this but yeah imma post it anyways haha. hopefully whoever ends up reading this will enjoy it! happy national tickle day guys :D

Bakugou stared blankly out of one of the windows in the common area, gazing into the empty void that was the night sky. He rarely ever was awake during the dead of night, but yet here he was. Sleeplessly seated on the couch, long past the time his classmates all retired to their dorms.

He would much rather be asleep, heaven knew he needed the rest, but he was not going to risk returning to his nightmare. The experience felt more like he actually relived the sludge monster incident rather than only a dream. He could never willingly go back to that.

His mind being in its own world, Bakugou didn’t quite catch the faint sound of footsteps that grew closer. He vaguely recognized the familiar noises of the refrigerator door opening and closing before he was brought back from his daze by a hand offering him a bottle of water in front of his eyes.

Bakugou looked up and spotted no other than Izuku freaking Midoriya. He felt his facial features try to form a glare out of a force of habit, but his body was too exhausted to actually comply. Reluctantly, he grabbed the water bottle and took a sip as the green-haired boy wordlessly sat on the opposite end of the couch.

Midoriya, whose brain was still in the waking-up process, had just been awakened a few moments ago with his throat strongly craving for some cold water. Maybe it was due to the fact that his mind was still a bit clouded with sleep, or that the two boys had been sitting in silence for an uncomfortable amount of time, but Midoriya actually broke the silence and spoke up.

“What are you doing up at such a late hour?” he asked, turning slightly in his seat so that he could study Bakugou’s reactions. Midoriya didn’t know what he expected as a response, probably a snarky reply or just outright rage, but what he received definitely shocked him.

Bakugou completely ignored him and avoided any chance of eye contact by staring straight ahead. It was as if he didn’t know that his classmate was sitting not even three feet away from him. Midoriya immediately became more attentive and alert, his Kacchan Radar going off like crazy. Bakugou never missed an opportunity to pick a fight with or insult anyone, especially Midoriya.

To his credit, Midoriya took a moment to consider his options. He could go interrogation mode on Bakugou, but he doubted that the blonde would actually open up to him like that. Maybe he could just sit there in silence until Bakugou willingly chose to talk to him, but that could honestly take days. Of course, he could go back to his dorm and leave Bakugou alone, which was probably the option that his classmate would have wanted him to choose, but when was Midoriya even known for actually pleasing Bakugou?

Suddenly Midoriya remembered a technique that had never failed him back when he and Bakugou were younger. A method that they had both been sworn to secrecy about, and hadn’t been used in years.

“Why are you down here so late, Kacchan?” Midoriya asked again, grinning slightly, this time punctuating the other’s name with a poke to his side.

Bakugou let out a quiet yelp, obviously not expecting a small tingling sensation to suddenly shoot through his entire body. He internally cursed himself for showing a reaction and flinching away from the touch.

Still awaiting a response, Midoriya dared to poke again, but before his finger could come in contact with the boy’s body, Bakugou abruptly brought himself to his feet and made a move to leave the common area.

Midoriya quickly and quietly followed suit, walking up behind his unsuspecting classmate. He tasered his index and middle fingers into both of Bakugou’s sides, latching onto them and relentlessly digging in. “C’mon Kacchan, talk to me!”

Bakugou had to squeeze his eyes shut and cover his mouth with one hand to prevent himself from making any noises that could potentially wake up his classmates. He desperately tried to fight off Midoriya’s fingers with his other hand (emphasis on “tried”), but he was too tired physically and mentally to actually get away.

With the advantage of the surprise attack on his side, Midoriya was able to keep the minimally thrashing Bakugou in his grasp. Being the teasing shit that he is, Midoriya taunted, “I bet you wanna laugh, huh Kacchan? Go on, you’ll feel better if you just let it out.”

“N-no I w-won’t!” Bakugou argued from behind his hand, struggling to keep the laughter building up inside of his throat under control. “If we w-weren’t in the dorms right now I would not he-hesitate to blast your ass into nehext week.”

Midoriya gave a playful, over-dramatic gasp. “Did the Kacchan just giggle?” He moved his hands up to Bakugou’s ribs and started scribbling his fingers against them, causing the boy’s weak wall of defense to come crumbling down. As Bakugou’s little laughs started leaking out, Midoriya continued wiggling along the sensitive bones and drilling into the grooves between them. “I am now officially addicted, I must hear mor-”

“Hehehaha Deheheku quirk! Quhuhuhuirk!”

Midoriya immediately recognized the meaning of the word and stopped his tickling, letting his own arms drop to his sides. He watched as Bakugou bent over, arms wrapped tightly around his torso, trying to regain his self-control.

Meanwhile, Midoriya’s head began to flood with memories from his childhood, when the two boys had tickle fights almost on a daily basis. To prevent one of them from pushing the other past their limits, they had decided to use “quirk” as some sort of safeword. Midoriya was a bit surprised that he had immediately understood Bakugou’s intended context of the word, considering that it hadn’t been used for what felt like forever.

A soft, sentimental smile crossed Midoriya's face as he caught a glimpse of Bakugou's face for the first time since tickling him. The blonde’s lips were brought upwards in a reluctant smile and a light blush, most likely from embarrassment, dusted his cheeks. If only Midoriya had a camera to capture the rare moment.

“Did it really tickle so much that you had to call “quirk?”” Midoriya questioned, genuinely curious if he had gone too far.

Being somewhat in control of his own body again, Bakugou stood to his full height and faced his former best friend. If Midoriya noticed that his arms were still wrapped around and protecting his ribs, he didn’t say anything. “Of course it wasn’t that bad, dumbass. I-” Bakugou paused for a moment before looking away from Midoriya and continuing in a whispered voice. “I just didn’t want to risk making too much noise and waking anyone up and…”

He didn’t have to finish his thought for Midoriya to catch on to what he meant. He easily realized that Bakugou didn’t want any of their classmates to find out that he’s ticklish, which was understandable.

Midoriya nodded, showing Bakugou that he didn’t need to further explain. They stood in silence for a moment before the greenette chose to speak up again. “So why are you down here so late at night instead of sleeping in your dorm?”

Bakugou’s body visibly stiffened as he quickly cast his gaze towards the floor. If he hadn’t been exhausted beyond belief and still recovering from those nimble fingers that definitely did not tickle him, he probably would have told Midoriya to screw off and mind his own business. But instead, he answered, “If you really must know, shitty Deku, I had a dream about the damn sludge villain. I didn’t wanna deal with that shit again, so I just came down here to wait out until morning.”

Midoriya knew from experience that Bakugou didn’t want comforting words or pity. That would only make him feel even more vulnerable than he already was, and that wasn’t Midoriya’s intention. So instead, he simply replied in an indifferent tone, “Oh, alright then. Mind if I wait out here too then?”

Not waiting for an answer, Midoriya walked back to the couch and sat back down, spreading out comfortably but still leaving more than enough room for Bakugou. The last thing he wanted was for his former childhood best friend to have to recover from a nightmare alone. But he would never say it out loud, for Bakugou’s sake.

Two minutes passed before Bakugou inevitably decided to walk over and take the seat next to the other boy. Midoriya looked over and caught his classmate’s eye, nodding slightly to him with a small smile before turning back to gaze outside of the window.

Having gone from childhood best friends, to bully and victim, to rivals, to… wherever their relationship stood now, the two boys shared a strong bond that neither of them knew how to describe. But just being in each others’ presence in the dead of night, enjoying the silence between them, was comforting.

However, the pair would definitely not be feeling so relaxed if they hadn’t failed to notice a certain pink-haired alien queen that managed to capture a short, incriminating video before excitedly running off back to her dorm only a few mere moments ago.

a/n: thanks for reading, and i hope you guys liked it! i’m still working on that fandom list but yeah MHA will definitely be on there lol. i’ll try to update again soon but until then have a great life y’all!!

#bnha #bnha tickle #mha #mha tickle #katsuki bakugou #bakugou #kacchan #izuku midoriya #midoriya #deku #ler!midoriya #lee!bakugou #ticklish!bakugou #bakudeku #platonic #tickling #tickle fic

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class1akids · 3 years

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Since a lot of the asks I got contain spoilers, I decided to try something different and put them all into a single spoiler thread. (also deleted all the shipping war ones)

So BNHA 318 LEAKS / SPOILERS under the cut

It was so great to see a smiling Shouto - even if it’s just Deku’s memory. Still it’s a new panel and will gladly add it to my collection... even if it’s sad we’ll never know the context.

Yeah, the scar isn’t really visible - but maybe it’s the scan? Anyways, TDDKs should be happy for the crumb - Shouto’s panel is really prominent as he’s smiling and loosening his tie...

Thank goodness. I was so happy to see the gremlin.

I love his new “serene” face. It’s so funny how people keep speculating it’s Toga because they just can’t deal with the glow-up. No it’s not Toga. (It’s not even a glow-up, he’s just pretty when not not yelling).

Anyways - it’s all kind of symbolic how he shows up at Kamino, right as Deku has pushed himself to the limit and is literally drowning under the people he wants to save and are drowning on him.

It’s also kind of interesting how we’ve been agonizing about Deku’s power-ups, but he’s going down because he can’t think of an attack small enough that wouldn’t hurt the civilians. Oh, the irony.

And here is Bakugou, intervening with AP Shot, which was the move he developed post-Kamino, because he never wanted to be helpless like he was against Moonfish, only having big AoE blasts. So yeah, it’s full circle.

Also, Deku wanted to step in All Might’s shoes, and pushing himself to the extreme made people fear him, while Kacchan appears as a reassuring hero exactly to the place where he was villainized before, bearing a hero name in homage to All Might. I wonder if we’ll hear it.

Also, this time Deku is alone and as he’s about to give up, he sees that explosion and for the first time it’s a good one - not like the ones AFO sent, but they are the sign of a friend.

So yeah, great entrance!!!

My guess it’s at least Shouto (because I’m guessing this is why he called Endeavor), then probably Ochako (because of the hero saving heroes thing), and then maybe the rest of the Kamino gang - Iida, Kirishima, though my hunch is Momo back at UA.

I somehow don’t think it’s the entire class though. UA is a refugee zone now too - they can’t leave it unprotected.

Definitely a Kamino parallel. I wonder if like Deku, Bakugou will chicken out of offering his hand and will send in a proxy (Ochako or Shoto or Iida).

I don’t think Deku will fight back against rescue at least until the situation is resolved, the villain is captured and the civilians are safe. They are not gonna throw hands with Kacchan right now.

Also, Bakugou refusing Deku’s hands were both occasions when he didn’t actually need help, there was nowhere else at stake. Whatever their feelings are, I think they are both good enough heroes to prioritize the job at hand.

It seems to me also that Deku is soooo exhausted that he may pass out before the end of the fight. But sure a discussion should come afterwards - but maybe first a shower, a good night sleep and a decent meal. Like he really needs rest and I think everyone will prioritize that.

Deku trying to ditch them again wouldn’t surprise me though, but I doubt he’ll be able to.

I think they should talk first. But it’s possible someone else will do physical rescue now or that was enough opening for Deku to rescue himself. But yeah, if this is the TALK now, we are VERY close to the end. I’m not ready, but I think they are.

That’s still the big mystery - isn’t it? I think we’ll know now how Bakugou and Deku left it off at the hospital (if they talked), but I’m really hoping we’ll get some reaction on how the OFA-reveal went for Shouto. OFA is what connects the Todoroki-plot to the Deku-All Might plot, and it’s so weird that we got no reaction from neither Shouto nor Endeavor on the OFA reveal, while we got no reaction from All Might / Bakugou / [Deku] to the Dabi reveal. Feels like some conversations that should happen.

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kwonhoshi0 · 3 years

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𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 | fic

navigation | requests : open | 3rd feb 2021

pairing : bakugou x gn!reader

genre : angst, fluff lots of fluff i promise

word count : 3.8k+

warnings : season 3 spoilers, blood, injuries, gore, knives, fire

themes : angst with a happy ending, kidnapping, injuries, worry, mutual pining

request : hiii so my idea was like a bakugou x reader (reader is kacchan's s/o) kinda storyline but the reader is like aizawa's daughter figure?? not necessarily by blood but like as a student she would always stay behind and make tea for aizawa and like just accompany him to not be lonely?? maybe?? idk something like that ANYWAYS we all know that bakugou gets kidnapped by the LOV so what if the reader saves him and reader gets taken instead so like how would bakugou and aizawa react or do when they see reader getting warped right in front of them? LOL HDKSLAMA does it make sense like hfkslala yeah idk but that was my idea hope you like it enough to write it<3 - 🐰anon

note : here’s me typing this out for the second time bc i’m stupid <3, by the way in this fic they’ve lived at the dorms since the USJ!

being the niece of a pro-hero isn’t easy, since he isn’t very popular you didn’t worry too much about press but when you’re trying to get coffee together no one can deny the resemblance, people put two and two together. you lived with your uncle, also know as eraser-head by the media, since your parents weren’t really around anymore he took you in and looked after you, your uncle doesn’t show a lot of emotion but he has admitted that it’s nice not being alone all the time.

after first starting UA you noticed a certain boy a lot more, especially when you trained together, having a crush on someone was difficult especially when they’re your classmate and when that said classmate also falls for you? it made it harder to sneak glances and kisses inbetween class, despite you knowing your uncle won’t really care you both wanted to keep it a secret from everyone for as long as possible.

it wasn’t that you’re afraid of your uncle finding out but you’d rather your relationship be your own for now, that was until you were playing video games in the dorms with your boyfriend who’s head was in your lap not thinking anyone would walk in through the front door since everyone’s asleep and aizawa doesn’t visit often, he wouldn’t have thought much of it but your boyfriend, katsuki bakugou isn’t one for pda.. not from just anyone so he just put two and two together asking you when you went to the staff office as usual, ‘y/n are you and bakugou dating’ he said with his normal toneless voice, knowing it’s best not to lie you nodded, ‘hm’ and that was all he said about it, which is a good thing because when aizawa didn’t like something he’d say a bit more. everyone else found out when you both tried sneaking a kiss before class, kirishima noticed bakugou left early for class so he went after him, when he caught up and saw him holding your waist and jaw he smiled yelling ‘FINALLY’ and that’s how everyone else found out, when everyone found out about you being aizawa’s niece you were surprised that more people didn’t know, bakugou noticed you going to the staff room a lot and how you left at the same time as aizawa so when he found out that you’re related he made sure to tred a little softer around your uncle, noticing the similarities between your quirks, your quirks are both mind quirks so it made sense.

after months of dating you never regretted saying yes to the ashe blonde, not once. of course you both had rough spots like any other couple but you talked it out, however long it took, bakugou’s willingness to talk to you and comfort you made you feel special and loved, it’s not easy for him but he’s learnt to trust you more and more as time went on slowly bringing down his walls for you.

you looked out the window of the bus at the beautiful scenery as he watched you ‘dumbass, there’s a prettier view here’ he joked making you snort ‘mhm’ he huffed in annoyance before you brought out the doe eyes rubbing your head into his shoulder ‘you’re a very pretty view’ you pout as he smirked, ‘fuck yeah i am’ you kiss his cheek as you laughed at his antics, it was time for the training camp you had all talked about for months, when aizawa brought it up everyone went wild, until a couple of class 1A whined because they had to do extra work since they failed the exams. aizawa told you about the pussy cats and to make sure to use this training camp to your full advantage since it’s only a couple weeks.

as soon as you got out of the bus the ground beneath you shook making you all scream as the pussy cats that just introduced themselves to you told you to get to the campsite as fast as you can, you stood up from the fall, groaning you helped up mina, uraraka and your friend kendo from class b, you looked around to see where the blonde was, noticing him you sighed relieved until you heard denki say ‘what the fuck is that’ you all peered through the trees to see a big creatures that looked like they were made out of...sand?

not wasting any time you pulled yourself into the air with just enough power so you were now standing in front of the sand creature you heard some of your friends scream at you, holding your hand out pointing at the creature you flicked your wrist snapping it’s neck in an instant, some people praised you as you felt bakugou’s breath on your ear as he quickly whispered ‘that was hot’ before running in front of you going after another of the creatures, giggling you ran after them. one of the reasons bakugou fell for you was because you didn’t hesitate when it came to fighting something in your way, when you got attacked at the usj he noticed this, the way you protected your friends first. as you all climbed through the forest you stuck with midoriya and todoroki, ‘y/n jump!!’ you looked to the side of you to see a sand creature coming straight for you guys, you did as todoroki told you, he blasted the sand creature with his ice, freezing it and letting midoriya smash it into small particles. you all ran through the forest as light started to hit your face, more light shining through as you got closer to the camp. finally at the camp you all panted while sat on the floor, you looked up as todoroki walked back over to you and midoriya handing you both water bottles, ‘thank you todoroki’ you smiled as you chugged the water down soothing your dry throat and warmth.

once you all got cleaned up and the pussy cats explained what would be happening over the time spent at the training camp you felt an arm snake around your waist, leaning into the boys touch he gave you a small peck before peeling away from you grinning, bakugou isn’t one for pda but no one was really watching since you were all walking to the cafeteria to eat and everyone was too hungry to care, besides if anyone pointed it out bakugou wouldn’t hesitate to cuss them out.

you slept comfortably that night until you all got woken up at an ungodly time that morning, the only person who didn’t look dead was bakugou since he gets up early anyway, ‘what time did you sleep last night’ he asked you with a raised eyebrow, ‘the same time as everyone else, 11pm’ he rolled his eyes, before he could get a word out you said ‘not everyone sleeps at 8pm grandpa’, denki and kirishima laughed at your statement, ‘shut up dumbass’ he retorted. aizawa explained what you would be doing, many groans and whining could be heard as he explained how hard you should push yourself, you had to practise holding yourself in the air while throwing random objects for as long as possible, the only problem with this is you feel extremely light headed and your nose always bled when you do this for too long, bakugou practised near you so if you did go overboard he could catch you, which he didn’t tell you but he didn’t want you hurting your head.

it had been a couple hours of this and you were exhausted, ‘hey y/n, catch!’ you spin around catching the water bottle midoriya threw at you, ‘thanks midoriya’ you smiled, he returned it throwing one to todoroki who was near you and then bakugou, ‘dont try help me deku!’ he yelled, ‘baby you’re sweating take it’ you said thank you to midoriya which made bakugou mumble angrily.

after some group training the pussy cats explained a game to you guys assigning you pairs, since the numbers were odd you got paired up with tsu and ochako, you looked over at bakugou who was complaining about todoroki being his partner which you giggled at. your uncle led the other kids back to the camp as you guys headed into the forest. it had been a while in the forest and you heard a couple screams making you shiver, you all talked about random things before ochako pointed a little deeper into the forest sniffing ‘what is that’ you looked up to where she was pointing and you could see blue flames, before you could answer you felt a blade slice your cheek, wincing you looked to where it was thrown from to your confusion you saw a normal school girl, ‘you’re all so cute!!’ she exclaimed making you raise an eyebrow. just as tsu asked her who she is you got a message from mandalay via telepathy, ‘students, villains have infiltrated the site, get back to camp as soon as possible’, eyes widening you jumped away from the girl aiming at her ‘tsu, uraraka are you hurt’ you said eyeing the girl in front of you, ‘tsu!! that’s such a cute name, i think i’ll call you tsu’ she said in a high voice, ‘only my friends can call me that’ tsu said with a shaky voice dodging the knives. she sent another knife but not at you or tsu, this time at uraraka slicing her shoulder, just as you contemplated using your quirk you all got another message from mandalay ‘you have been given permission to use your quirks, but only in need of defence.. we also know who one of the targets are, katsuki bakugou, if you can hear this bakugou please go back to camp immediately’ hearing this your head filled with worry for your angry blonde, pushing the thoughts to the side you needed to find him, so you used the force in your hands to pin toga to the ground sitting on top of her so she couldn’t move, ‘Y/N HER HAND’ before you knew what uraraka meant the girl loosened your grip from her right hand and plunged a knife straight into your thigh making you cry out, unable to move in time she pumped the blood out using a machine, screaming out in pain, tsu and uraraka ran to you but quickly stopped as toga held the knife to your throat threatening to hurt you further. hearing your scream and recognising it immediately bakugou ran towards your voice, jumping through the trees, toga leapt from you as midoriya, todoroki, tokoyami and shoji ran behind bakugou halting when seeing you all, ‘there’s too many people now, i don’t feel like dying tonight’ toga pouted before running back through the trees. you groaned as bakugou ran to your side ‘fuck, can you stand up’ you hopped up with the help of him pressing your forehead to his, happy that he’s safe, you quickly spun around to check on your friends wincing in the process ‘y/n what happened?’ todoroki questioned looking at yours and urarakas injuries, you explained while checking your friends injuries ‘shit midoriya, you look terrible’ he smiled at you reassuring you it’s fine. ‘okay so bakugou, we have to protect him and get back to the camp as fast as possible, you turned around to talk to the boy, panicking when he wasn’t there ‘where is he.. bakugou this isn’t fucking funny’ looking around you noticed tokoyami wasn’t there either as shoji pointed out his lack of presence. panicking you looked up to see compress, another villain apart of the league of villains, ‘you were so occupied with your plan that you didn’t even notice they’re gone’ he sneered, your blood boiled at his words, thinking what has he done with them..

‘WHERE DID YOU TAKE THEM!’ you yelled, you saw red, how didn’t you notice, your friends looked at you bewildered never seeing you this angry before, ‘sorry gotta run!’ the villain said as he hopped tree to tree, ‘fuck no no no’ you mumbled trying to think of what to do, ‘i have an idea’ tsu said quickly, she explained how she was going to propel you with her tongue and use shoji’s arms if needed to go any further, without a second thought you agreed, she wrapped her tongue around all of you and pulled back before releasing, the cold night air hit your skin, your wounds feeling soothed at the feeling. you could see him, the villain found where he was meant to meet his friends, until he turned to see you all coming full speed at him, panicking he hesitated as you jumped at him, another villain dabi tried burning midoriya but you pulled him towards you in time, todoroki didn’t get burnt as dabi’s fire only aimed for midoriya, you turned noticing the girl from before, you threw toga against a tree with a flick making her squeak in pain ‘that wasn’t very nice, i thought we were friends!!’ you laughed at the delusional girl, ‘never’, her facial expression changed to a furious one, she grabbed her knives throwing them one by one as you dodged and used your telekinesis to throw them back at her, one of the knives hit her leg and her arm ‘THATS NOT FAIR!!’ she stomped like a child, ‘she could be useful’, you heard from compress, you turned about to attack him but before you could shoji yelled, ‘IVE GOT THEM LETS GO’ you all looked at him in disbelief, he showed you the two pearls that were meant to be bakugou and tokoyami, letting out a sigh of relief you all went to the side of the entrance to the clearing, todoroki took your wrist pulling you back from a nomu who came through the trees you were about to walk into, ‘this way!!’ midoriya pointed at another way out ‘we’ve can’t let them get away’ dabi said about to unleash his flames, ‘no don’t, i thought i’d let them gloat a bit’ at his words you spun around, eyes widening in horror as he moved his mask and opened his mouth, two little beads, tokoyami and bakugou in them shone in the light, the two beads shoji had turned into ice, ‘is that my ice?’ todoroki shouted frustrated, compress was about to walk through the portal, just as you started running at them he got hit with aoyama’s laser beam causing one of the beads to fall out, the bead transformed into tokoyami and the other transformed into bakugou, but he was still in their grasp, running as fast as you could you grabbed his wrist just in time knowing he wouldn’t let you do this, you pulled him as hard as you could making him fall behind you as dabi grabbed you by the waist holding you firmly, ‘guess we’ll take this one instead’ he grinned.

the last you saw of bakugou for the next 2 days was him running at you before you got transported into the league of villains base. ‘y/n l/n huh, we originally wanted bakugou but you got in the way.. no matter, your power is still powerful if not more, the only problem is you’re level headed, you aren’t as.. explosive’ he drawled on. they didn’t hurt you but it was repetitive, constantly asking if you’ll join them.

when bakugou woke up he felt at peace for a couple seconds before remembering what happened, when he did fall asleep it’s because aizawa convinced him he needed to sleep at least a little, so here he was resting his head on a chair in the waiting room of the hospital, before he finally fell asleep he couldn’t help but blame himself, constant questioning his actions, ‘it’s my fault’... ‘what?’ aizawa looked at the boy with a raised brow, ‘it’s my fault they took them, they were meant to take me but they grabbed me and i couldn’t help them in time, i-it’s my fault’ aizawa looked at the blonde for a couple seconds before a small smile, undetectable to anyone looking at him crept on his face, ‘bakugou, i may be angry at those villains for taking them but i am not angry at you, they chose to save you blaming yourself won’t help anyone, besides we will get them back and in order to help you need to make rational decisions which you can’t do thinking these things’ he sat next to bakugou while telling him this, only loud enough for bakugou to hear, he put his hand on the blondes head as they sat there in a comforting silence, ‘besides you would’ve done the same for them’.

as soon as bakugou woke up kirishima lead him to midoriyas room, ‘what the hell am i doing here’ he said not having the energy to scream, ‘kaachan, before you leave.. we want to help get y/n back’. it didn’t take anything for kirishima to convince him, he was in once they told him the plan, despite the protests from his friends and classmates he had to, the feeling in his stomach and chest felt as if he was suffocating, he didn’t know how you were, whether you’re injured or not or whether you’re even alive and it was eating him up inside.

they watched momo and midoriya walk over as bakugou, kirishima and todoroki stood in silence. after some discussing and protests from iida they all got on the next train agreeing that as soon as things get violent they’ll get out of there, bakugou didn’t really care about that, he just needed you to be safe. ‘we need disguises!!’ after looking the part they slowly tiptoed around the building you’re meant to be in, ‘kirishima what can you see?’ he wobbled a bit before his eyes widened in horror, ‘g-god, it’s those nomu things’, they looked through the gaps of the window in fear, ‘wait shit y/ns not in there are they?!’ bakugou tried stretching his neck to see each corner of the warehouse, ‘don’t yell!! we have to be careful, i don’t think they’re in there i’m-’ before momo could finish her sentence the entire building shook making them fall to the ground, groaning they looked up to see mt lady and best jeanist, ‘they said all mights on the scene, they’ll be okay’ todoroki said relaxing a little. for some reason bakugou didn’t relax he couldn’t until he saw you safe but before he could even think he felt himself being pushed against the wall of the small alley, looking next to him to find the culprit he met 5 terrified faces telling him not to move, he listened in to what was going on, so this was the boss, it was never shigaraki, as they heard their pro hero jeanist get wounded and maybe even die they couldn’t move, they were in shock, until they heard you.

‘fuck, where.. am i’.. bakugou looked over the wall peering through it at the sound of your voice, iida pulled him back quickly ‘don’t, bakugou no’ he knew it’s a bad idea, just as he was about to peer again to see if you were injured a large thud made the ground shake, it was all might and while all might and all for one are fighting you’re in the middle of it, meaning all might can’t use all of his powers, everytime you screamed dodging toga or compress bakugou feared the worst, ‘is that all you’ve got’ he heared you say, you sounded tired and weak. his mind was running with things that haven’t happened, the worst thoughts taking over his head, ‘guys, i have a plan’, never had bakugou been more keen on listening to midoriya.

after telling everyone the plan and their roles they got ready, since you couldn’t fly they had to think of a way to get you off the ground into the air, the only person who can do that is bakugou, with momo’s quirk she created a bluetooth device that’ll let her talk to you, since you had a telekinesis quirk you can use your mind as well as your hands, so the league of villains used magne to magnetise you to the chair you were bound in, which means you still have magnetism in you, so momo used that to get the earphone in your ear. you felt a tingle in your ear but too occupied by fighting the villains you ignored it, ‘y/n please carry on fighting as usual don’t let this throw you, get as close as you can to the wall behind you, bakugou is going to grab your arm, let him and then he’s going to blast you guys into the sky where midoriya will catch you’.

and that’s exactly what happened, the plan could not have gone smoother, bakugou grabbed your arm and you both blasted into the sky, you watched large amount of ice form creating a sledge for midoriya and iida to use, midoriya grabbed your arm as you all flew past mt lady. you landed safely, ‘are you hurt’ the boy frantically checked, you smiled at him before wrapping your arms around your boyfriends neck, ‘the only injuries i have are from back at the camp, they have bandages around them but they haven’t been healed’ he sighed relaxing into your touch, ‘fucking hell dumbass, don’t ever do that again’ you hummed against him rubbing your nose against his neck smelling his caramel scent which you missed. ‘guys we should let the authority’s know they’re okay’ midoriya squeaked bizarred at bakugou’s affection.

after getting a hug from all the friends who insisted on saving you today, bakugou dragged you back to the hospital, insisting on carrying you, ‘y/n?!... i’m so glad you’re safe’ you’re not used to affection from aizawa, it isn’t something you were used to because he knows how to comfort you without using physical affection, but hugging you was a comfort he needed right now, knowing that you’re safe and he’s able to hold you comforted him greatly in this moment before you he didn’t have anyone to talk to after school or look after, whether he was used to affection or not didn’t matter to him here. ‘bakugou, midoriya, kirishima, momo, iida, todoroki, what you did was fucking stupid, but i’m thankful, thank you’ he mumbled a little as he ruffled your hair.

as soon as you were all back at the dorms you had a class movie night in honour of your return and safety, that didn’t mean bakugou didn’t insist on you cuddling him, for a guy who’s not one for pda he needed this. throughout the whole movie you kept your head on his shoulder.his head on yours lifting his head every now and then to place a kiss on your head, ‘i missed you so fucking much teddybear’.

A/N:

oh my fucking god, before we even talk about this fic i deleted this in the drags BY ACCIDENT but my amazing talented smart ass had it copy and pasted into a word count. sometimes i love myself i would’ve gone ape shit if this was gone forever purely because of tHE TIME i sPENT.

anyway rant over enjoy your days it’s 3am and i couldn’t sleep again 😽🥲🕳👨‍🦯

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geesecannotlove · 3 years

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I'm back at it again with children of pro heros, it's just a bunch of poorly put together concepts that I am uncertain how to actually string together in a story line. I did a poll or two on twitter that changed some stuff and I haven't gone back and edited the first half yet whoopsie.

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Pro Hero KiriBaku as parents but they're at the peek of their careers so they're young and stupid

. . .

"Sweet pea, make sure you load the dishwasher this morning." Eijirou hummed as he found his place next to his child on their broken down couch.

"Sure dad." They sighed, eyes still glued to the book in their hands.

"Hey." Katsuki grunted from where he was still pulling on his shoes, "Look at your dad when he's fucking talking to you."

"Katsuki." Eijirou scolded.

"Tch."

Their child closed the book their finger still stuck between the pages. Crimsion eyes that mirrored Katsuki's own stared blankly.

"I was just-" they started.

"I don't want to hear it. Do the damn dishes, I'm going to start the fucking car Ei." Katsuki snarled, slamming the front door of their cozy little home.

"He's just stressed sweet pea." Eijirou whispered running a hand through their caramel brown locks. A muddy combination of Katsuki's own and their mother.

"Dad, does papa love me?" Their candy coloured eyes welled up with tears unable to tear away from the slammed door.

"Of course he does. Oh love, your papa loves you more than anything."

Eijirou shut the door behind him softly. The ticking clock waiting for no one. Villians still ravishing and civilians in need. But his eyes were wet and his shoulders sagged.

"What the fuck happened Ei?" Katsuki hissed in the bubble of their car.

"They don't think," A flood gate of tears had opened then, "They don't think you love them Katsuki."

"What?" Katsuki's voice cracked and his brows scrunched tight, "Of course I do."

. . .

"Papa?" Their voice crackling over the line, "Papa can you hear me?"

"Give me a second champ." His gruff voice echoed back, a series of thuds following it, "Okay. Hello?"

"Hi papa." The choaked out, a nasty sob still caught in their throat.

"What's going on?" Katsuki sighed, sleep still clinging to his speech.

"My, um." His child breathed deeply, "My date left me on the side of the road. I don't have my wallet to call a cab."

"They did fucking what?" Katsuki's near scream awoke the slumbering man beside him.

"Kats? What's going on?" Eijirou grumbled, rubbing at his eyes. Taking in the image of his blurry husband slamming around their room.

"I'm going to fucking kill Kaminari and his asshole kid." Katsuki snarled.

"Papa, no no no. It wasn't Uncle Denki's kid. They were just a cover." Fat tears running down their child's face, "Fuck, papa I lied and I'm sorry."

"Fuck." Katsuki hissed throwing the phone at his calmer half, "Fucking deal with this Ei, be in the car in five."

He threw his phone and stumbled from the room before Eijirou had the chance to fully understand what was happening. His rumbling voice attempting to sooth his precious child while pulling on a sweater.

"Lying, Eijirou." Katsuki slammed his fist against the wheel, his hands crackling in the dark, "They fucking lied to us."

"Katsuki you can't yell at them when we get there. They're scared."

"I'm fucking scared Eijirou, that's my baby." Katsuki choaked out, eyes never leaving the road but an orange glow cast over his features, showing of the flushed frustration and beginnings of tears.

"I know Katsuki. It's going to be okay. We'll get through this together."

. . .

"Okay kids," a faceless woman smiled at the crowd of her young students, "Today we will be making mother's day cards."

"I don't have a momma." The little voice of the Bakugo child called from the back of the room.

"Then imagine what you think your momma looks like." The teacher smiled with a sickeningly sweet expression.

"Dad?" Their little voice called again in the passenger seat of Eijirou's sleek business car once the day had final come to an end.

"What's up bud?" He hummed, glancing over only slightly to take in the heartbroken expression his child wore.

"I don't have a mom." They started slowly.

"No you don't baby, is that a problem? You can always talk to Auntie Mina if you need anything your Papa and I don't know a lot about." Eijirou laughed anxiously.

"I know." They whispered, "Please don't be mad dad."

"Oh sweet heart, why would I be mad?" Eijirou pulled their car into the driveway, eyes trained on the young child he and Bakugo had raised together from the very beginning.

"It's mother's day." They supplied as they handed over the crumpled drawing from class. A cartoon like drawing of Bakugo and Camie stared back at Eijirou and suddenly his chest felt hallow and his cheeks burned with the stale smile he offered.

"Ah. I'm not mad champ."

"Please don't cry dad." Their voice wet with tears mimicking the ones in Kirishima's cherry eyes.

"I'm not. Promise. Go ahead and run in. Tell papa I'll be right there." Eijirou whispered his grip still firm on the paper his child had given him.

It was silly to be so worked up Eijirou chanted to himself. They didn't know better, and their teacher didn't understand. Their little home held one picture of Bakugo and Camie. One that made Eijirou's bones ache. Camie stood with her hand rested over a barely there bump. Katsuki and Eijirou's wedding rings already secure and friendship supposedly the line drawn in the sand between the two blonds. But Eijirou had done the math like a wave washing away the mark. Their precious child had been Katsuki's one and only lapse of loyalty.

"Eijirou." Katsuki was yanking the door open, eyes lost and afraid, "Ei I'm so sorry."

"What?" Eijirou croaked suddenly painfully aware of the tears that tracked down his face and the soiled drawing in his lap.

"I love you." Katsuki whispered with hands too tentative to be his own. The skin jumping with the desire to blast away the pain on his lover's face. It was an old wound, but it stung from time to time. And no amount of nitroglycerin could blow it away. Katsuki had learned it the hard way.

. . .

"Quirkless." Eijirou repeated the doctor, his grip pulling his only child flush to his chest.

"Yes Mr. Bakugo." The woman said with a small smile, "Quite rare these days."

"Dad?"

"Yes sweetie?" Kirishima whispered.

"Does that mean no booms like papa?" They hummed back, big crimsion eyes so unassuming and innocent.

"Yeah baby, no booms." Kirishima sighed, brushing light brown locks from their round little face.

"Then I'll be like uncle Deku!" They cheered, tiny hands clapping and a grin.

"Come on sweet pea, let's go tell papa." Kirishima hummed, trying to avoid the conversation his child was clearly too young to grasp. To explain a secret such as Midoriya would be to destroy hero society when given to a mouth that hardly stays quiet.

The Bakugo child propped up on Eijirou's hip as they strolled through the lobby to DynaRiots up and coming agency. A pointed smile and childish waves directed at everyone who came close enough to the pair. Tiny feet slapping across the floor once they were set down. An excited grin as they dove into the arms of a waiting Katsuki. Strong arms spinning them through the air and a sloppy kiss placed on their forehead beneath caramel bangs brushed back by scared hands.

"Papa papa!" They cheered, "I got no boom booms, cause I'm like Uncle Deku!"

"What?" Katsuki barked out a startled laugh, vermilion eyes darting to Eijirou's own.

"The doctor confirmed my thoughts Kats." Eijirou sighed, a defeated smile over his features.

"I can't wait to tell Uncle Deku and auntie Raka." They continued to celebrate on their papa's lap. A care free smile on their rosy cheeks.

"I love you kid." Katsuki sighed, eyes watery as he hugged their child once more.

"Papa, your beard." They whined, little arms shoving.

"Well, you and Dad better be off then." Katsuki relented, "I'll call Deku and his family for dinner tonight okay champ?"

"Okay papa!"

Eijirou leaned over his husband to share a breif kiss, their hands lingering and gazes full of so many unsaid things.

"She should know too." Eijirou whispered, "Just, wait for me. Okay?"

"Okay." Katsuki agreed easily, placing another kiss on his Husband's jaw and shooing the duo away with a playful rumble of a laugh and snarl.

Shaking hands racing for the phone stored in his desk. His breath uneven and his eyes pinched shut as his emergency contact number two rang an idle sound by his ear.

"Izuku?" Katsuki's voice crackled over the line, distorted and timid.

"Kacchan, are you okay? Where are you, I can be there immediately." Midoriya's rambling tone filled the silences and rekindled the frustration that lived in Katsuki.

"Fuck you Deku I'm fine." Katsuki snapped.

"Oh. Okay." Izuku laughed in that loud way that dominated the room he was in, "What're you calling for?"

"They're Quirkless. And they think that means they're like you." Katsuki grumbled, am odd feeling swelling in his chest, "I don't know what to do."

"What do you mean Kacchan?" Izuku hummed, but with the edge to his voice, Katsuki they both knew why that falling feeling was eating away at Katsuki's heart.

"I'm sorry Deku. For being such an ass. I'm going to get it right this time." Katsuki whispered.

"I know you will Kacchan. I'm not mad at you." Izuku said back, his voice pitching in a way Katsuki knew his cheeks had given way to happy dimples.

"Come to dinner?"

"Course."

. . .

"I'm going to be a hero!" They smiled brightly clinging to Eijirou's leg warm brown hair exploding outward.

"Yeah you will bud." Katsuki smiled at their kid, ruffling their hair before pecking his husband on the cheek, "Are you sure you don't want me to come with?"

"Nah we got it, don't we sweetie?" Kirishima was running a gentle hand through their unruly locks.

"Yeah yeah yeah, dad let's go." They whined growing impatient, "Uncle Denki will beat us there."

"He wasn't even on time to his own wedding." Katsuki snorted, a hand in thick gloves once again messing up the strands Eijirou had corrected.

"Papa stop it." They whined, little fists swinging around to push their father away.

"Yeah papa." Eijirou scolded with a playful frown.

"Alright alright. I'm off to work then. See you for dinner." Katsuki laughed his lips once again finding Eijirou's.

"Gross." They groaned, little fingers lacing with Eijirou's own huge hands, "Dad we gotta go."

"Okay sweet pea, get buckled in the car, okay?"

"Yes!" They clapped, dashing the short distance to their waiting car, "Bye bye papa."

"Bye bye." Katsuki mumbled, glaved hands finding his Husband's, "What are we supposed to tell them?"

"We just support them Kats." Eijirou hummed, leaning up to peck at Katsuki's jaw, "Now get going before you're late and I get an earful."

The park was small and hidden away and the twisting roads of their neighborhood. A little park bench beneath a tree a playground not far. The gentle breeze charged with energy and Eijirou and his child approached Denki and his own. A little face with purple hair that rippled with sparks as they bounced excitedly words falling from their lips.

"Uncle Eiji!" They all but screamed, rubber gloved hands wrapping partially around Eijirou's legs. His skin hardening only slightly against the sporadic spark that sizzled out into the open.

"Hey." Eijirou smiled, "Got your quirk huh? Just like your daddy!"

"Yeah yeah yeah!" Golden eyes darting over to the Bakugo child, "Did you get the boom booms like your papa?"

"Nope! I'm gonna be like Uncle Deku!" They rambled back, a proud smile on rosy cheeks.

. . .

"I want to join the hockey team." Their loud voice booming as soon as they'd kicked open the door.

"What?" Katsuki asked his hands fiddling to turn up the volume of his aids, his first day off cut short. The book in his lap forgotten.

"The hockey team papa. They're holding try outs next week."

"We can talk with your dad tonight then champ." Katsuki grumbled, his hands rubbing at tired red eyes.

. . .

"Camie?" Katsuki grumbled into the phone thrown into the center of the table. The crackled sound of movement echoed through their little kitchen.

Eijirou stood stiffly at the counter, packing a lunch for their kid's field trip tomorrow. Big hands dwarfing the little tupperware.

"Katsuki?" Her purring voice echoed over the line.

"And Eijirou." Kirishima spat out faster than he meant to, his tone sharp and his breath too heavy.

"Shame. What do you need Kats?" Her voice made Eijirou's stomach clench and his heart feel like it was stopping all together It felt like heart break everytime the conversation dragged on longer than necessary.

"Well Ei and I were worried about our baby so Ei took them to the doctor. And we just wanted you to know they're Quirkless." Katsuki breathed out quickly, guilt pulling his muscles taught.

"Well at least they don't have mine. Sure that would be a bitter pill to swallow wouldn't it Ei?" Camie snickered into the line.

"Fuck off." Katsuki snapped, dangerous fingers already ending the call before Eijirou could collect his thoughts.

"Papa? Dad?" Little feet pattered into the kitchen, red eyes tired and confused.

"Oh sorry dear, did we wake you up?" Eijirou cooed, stiff muscles melting away as he scooped them up into his arms.

"Couldn't sleep. Sing me a song Dad?"

"Course champ, come on." Eijirou hummed, his eyes pointedly avoiding Katsuki's own pleading hues as they left the kitchen.

The gravely sound of Eijirou's version of a lullaby drifting through their halls. Katsuki sat on the floor outside the bedroom, waiting for Eijirou. His head tilted back and his chest tight when the singing stopped and loud snores replaced it. Katsuki's socked feet tip toed into the room where Eijirou and their child had squeezed together on their small bed.

"Eijirou, can I lay with you?" Katsuki whispered, hating the nervous tint his voice had taken in the still darkness around them.

An echoing snore his only response from his exhausted husband.

"You can always lay with us Papa." A sleepy voice came after the loud sound.

If he cried it was once the room feel into the static of twin breaths. His front pressed as close to Eijirou as he could, arm thrown across his waist and rubbing his child's back softly.

. . .

"I want them home by 9." Eijirou said sweetly, a practiced smile showing off pointed teeth. A plain faced boy staring back eyes wide and face tinted.

"Yes sir, Red Riot sir." The boy choaked out.

"Good. And Mr. Bakugo is fine. Have fun you two." Eijirou laughed

"Dad, tell Papa I love him." They smiled back, fingers intertwined with the boy from school before they were disappearimg into his parents' car.

Katsuki stormed into the house. Short fuse long sense burned up and eyes still smudged with black paint around his eyes.

"You let them go on a date?" Katsuki bellowed face flushed and eyes hopeless.

"They're 15 Kats." Eijirou hummed, "Besides he was wearing a Red Riot jacket."

"It's worse when you say they went out with one of your groupies Red." Katsuki grumbled, arms crossed.

Eijirou's expression gave way to a bubbling laughter. His eyes scrunched up and shoulders shaking.

"God Katsuki, don't say that."

"It's the fucking truth!"

. . .

They stood with a volleyball tucked beneath the crook of their arm. Short caramel hair pushed back with a plastic white headband and red eyes sparkling and a playful smile on their lips.

"Dad you wanna play with us?" The scar that danced across their lips pulled as they talked, a consequence of simply existing as the child of top pro heros.

The boy from her class smiling neverously, gangly fingers toying at the brace that encased his elbow.

"Hey sweet pea, hanging out with your friend?" Kirishima winked at the duo as he fixed his loose bun of ruby red hair.

"Getting ready to practice serves but we could play doubles instead of you and Papa wanted to." They smiled with all their teeth in more of a challenging smirk.

"I don't want to interrupt your time together champ." Kirishima smiled warmly his gears shrugged off and loose in his hands.

"Its not a problem right bro?" The young bakugo cackled, bumping their hip into the other.

"Of course not Mr Red Riot sir, it would be an honor to practice with you and Mr Dynamite." The boy started to ramble, his pale features flushed with embarrassment.

"Just Eijirou is fine around the house kid." Kirishima's booming laugher filled the air, "I'll go get your papa."

"Thanks Dad!"

Eijirou came back with red hair tied in a tight tail at the top of his head, showing off the black undercut he'd added to his brand fairly recently. Tan skin straining beneath a tight bapck tank top and taco patterned athletic shorts clung to his thighs. The hulking figure of Dynamite in lounge clothes close behind, blond hair pushed back in the same way as his child's.

"Papa, you've still got paint on your face." The scolded lightly, the hand that wasn't holding the volleyball proped against their side perched Itself on their hip.

"Won't stop me from kicking you and your dad's groupie's ass." Bakugo snarled.

"Papa."

"Katsuki." The other Bakugo's scolded, while the school house friend hid his blushing face in his hands.

"I'm sorry Mr. Dynamite sir, but I'm the team captain of the middle school team." The shy boy from before had melted away once the youngest Bakugo had bumped the ball to him.

"Try me fucker." Katsuki laughed, his ego stoked by the boy's insistence on calling him by his hero name.

"He's the best at school." The Bakugo child cheered knees bent and ready to jump spike the ball over the net erected in the Bakugo household front lawn.

"I'm the best at everything twerps."

. . .

That's the end of the first lil bit. With the help of twitter pals I've given the children all names. :) I hope you enjoyed

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I was trying to imagine what Deku v. Kacchan part 3 would be like and it quickly turned into a whole fic lol! Anyways here it is...

A Hero Distracted

(now on ao3 by pearl_sailboat)

word count: 2,641

tags: manga spoilers, izuku midoriya / katsuki bakugou, angst with happy ending, vigilante deku, deku is going through it, soft bakugou, cursing

summary: takes place right after Deku leaves All-Might and the bento. But he doesn't know that Kacchan will bring him back one way or another.

Deku zipped through the sky, using blackwhip to propel himself forward, so he could put as much distance between himself and his mentor. He didn't look back, he couldn't look back. Whatever scene he'd left behind had to stay behind or else he might lose his nerve and go back to the teacher, the father-figure, who had already given him so much. Deku would not let All-Might give his life too. End of discussion.

He could actually feel the anxiety rolling off the vestiges as they watched him fly across the skyline. They were silent, probably still trying to figure out how to tell him to go back. But it didn't matter what they would eventually say, nothing was going to change Deku's mind. Nothing.

Deku was so distracted by his resolve to keep moving forward that he didn't notice the three figures floating ahead until they'd launched themselves at him. It didn't matter though, he was no longer the helpless kid he used to be. He'd left behind everyone in his life and that meant that the only one in danger was him. Yes, he thought as blackwhip shot out of him in all directions, let me be the only one who gets hurt. Let me take all the damage, let everyone else stay safe.

The thought was so all-consuming that his landing was a little rough and he flinched a tiny bit when his legs absorbed the shock. But smooth landings were at the bottom of Deku's priorities… right now he had to incapacitate these three so he could keep moving. He turned to look at his attackers, still entrapped in blackwhip, but… they were already knocked out? And when did they get so many cuts and bruises? Had they been this badly beat up when they first attacked him? Hmpf, maybe they fought over who would get to take me in… Guess there must be a pretty great reward but, still, it's odd…

Before he could finish his thought, he felt a searing pain against the side of his face and the explosion made his ears ring. Dammit, what now? He shot out blackwhip in all directions but before he could even get up, he felt a boot kick him in the shoulder. Hard.

"ARGHHHH," he cried as he moved to grab the leg attached to the boot.

He still couldn't see his new attacker but dammit, it had been a really long day and he was starting to get mad. His hand latched on to the leg and he was about to send his attacker flying over his shoulder when he felt another boot smash down on his wrist. This time he yelled so loud it almost drowned out the sound of his wrist breaking. Who was this person? They were certainly more skilled than the last three...

"You done, nerd? Or am I gonna have to break your legs too?"

That voice… I know that voice… But why? Why is he here? He can't be here… He's still h-

"Dammit, ANSWER ME DEKU!!!" Kacchan yelled behind him as more explosions went off, but this time not aimed at him.

Deku still felt like his wrist was on fire but he made himself get up. He turned around to find Kacchan smiling maniacally, suited up in his hero uniform. No, he's still hurt! He can't be out here! Why did he… oh. All-Might must've sent him. How could he? When he knows-

"Shitty Deku, you never listen, do you? Do. I. Have. To. Break. Your. Legs. Too?" Kacchan said with a small explosion to emphasize each period.

That's when Deku attacked. He didn't want to hurt Kacchan but he knew that the angry blond would never let him go. For some reason, Kacchan had decided that it was his job to protect Deku even if it cost him his own life. Idiot, he thought, not for some reason. He did it because he had too; you were weak so he had to protect you so that All For One wouldn't take the power of One For All. This is your fault. That's why he had to be strong now. That's why he didn't hesitate to connect his fist to Kacchan's face. That's why he didn't hesitate to grab Kacchan's shirt and send him fly- BOOOOM!!!! DAMMIT, how can he still attack when I'm literally throwing him?!?! And the explosion hurt. so. damn. much. Somehow, Kacchan kept firing even when he slammed into the roof's exit door, using his AP shot to blast Deku in the stomach.

"Is that ALL YOU GOT DEKU??? DON'T TELL ME I CAME ALL THIS WAY FOR YOU TO GO EASY ON ME???" Kacchan cackled.

He was seriously laughing at a time like this? Deku shook his head, he couldn't afford to get distracted by the Kacchan of it all. He shot out blackwhip again, but Kacchan dodged just like he always had.

"SERIOUSLY, YOU THOUGHT THAT WOULD WORK??? YOU'VE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO CATCH ME, NERD!!!"

Was Kacchan actually… enjoying himself?!?!? Deku wasn't surprised that Kacchan would brag about always winning Catch-a-Kacchan but those memories seemed so far away… No, stop getting distrac- BOOOOMMM!!!!! Kacchan had blasted him again, Deku needed to get his act together and quickly! He took a deep breath and just as he felt Danger Sense activate, he dodged Kacchan's next explosion and launched himself forward. He grabbed Kacchan's hair and yanked him downwards so he couldn't fire. Deku was about to kick him when he felt a pain in his legs. Kacchan hadn't been able to fire at Deku's face so he'd fired at his legs instead! Nothing seemed to be broken yet but, god it really, really hurt.

"HAHA I TOLD YA I WOULD BREAK YOUR LEGS TOO DEK-" Kacchan didn't get to finish that sentence because Deku sucker punched him so hard he went flying into the closest building.

Kacchan coughed up some blood before grinning wide, "NOW WE'RE TALKING!!! OHHHHHH BUT I'M STILL GONNA KICK YOUR ASS NERD!!!!!"

But Deku was frozen. No… No, no, no, no, no, no… I - I punched him right where… right where… I wasn't thinking… He coughed up blood… No, no, no, NO, NOOO!!!! He pressed his hands to the sides of his face, well the sides of his mask, as he sank to his knees. This is why he had left in the first place. He didn't want anyone else to get hurt. The people he cared about always got hurt. It was all his f- BOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Deku's ears were ringing so bad he was pretty sure he would never hear again. The flash of the explosion had blinded him, how long it would last was unclear, but Deku knew he'd been blasted onto his back. He groaned as he registered the shape his body was in, thankful that the adrenaline was keeping him from feeling the full weight of his injuries. He lifted his head as he began to blink away the dark spots in his vision. But immediately his head was pushed back onto the floor of the roof. He heard talking but he still couldn't make out the words so he struggled against the hand. He knew it was useless but struggling was all he could do. So he fought against the hand he still couldn't completely see with everything he had.

"God Deku, give it a rest," he heard when the ringing eventually released his throbbing eardrums.

That's when he noticed that it was Kacchan's hand that held his head down and that Kacchan had him pinned to the ground. Wait, where is my mask? Deku's eyes searched for the mask but before he could find it, Kacchan took it out of his pocket.

"Looking for this? Yeah, you're not getting it back, Deku. This piece of shit lets you lock yourself away and I ain't putting up with it."

Deku rolled his eyes. Why did Kacchan care if he locked himself away? Didn't he realize that if Deku didn't, he'd be too weak to stop All For One?

"Why won't you say anything, dammit? Never thought I'd miss your nerdy mumbling…"

Why did Kacchan look sad as he said that? Nah, that must've been in Deku's head. He didn't answer that question either though. They didn't have the most traditional friendship, but Kacchan was the only one who stood a chance of bringing Deku back and that terrified him. He knew Kacchan would tear apart anything he said and would use it to convince him to go home. Right now, Kacchan was as dangerous as Shinsou; one word and Deku would lose.

"So you're mute now, is that it?" Kacchan demanded. "Fine then, I'll talk and you better fucking listen, Deku! I don't give a crap about your whole I-need-to-save-everyone routine but I thought you did! Isn't that the whole fucking reason you left in the first place?"

Deku's eyes widened in curiosity. What was Kacchan talking about? His emerald eyes were only met with a ruby glare.

"You didn't even realize, did you? Those three extras you pummeled back there, they looked like they could've used some saving themselves."

What are you talking about? Saving? Saving from who?

"So I was right then," Kacchan sighed and then looked towards the skyline, away from Deku.

When did Kacchan's voice get so quiet? It reminded Deku of how he had been at the sports festival… quiet because he was serious. Why did that tone unnerve Deku so much? Why did those words fill him with… dread?

"Deku, you ran away so you could protect people. You ran away so you could focus on defeating All For One. But were you focused when you landed on this roof? No, you weren't... If you had been focused, you wouldn't have had such a rough landing. If you had been focused, you would've remembered to pay attention to blackwhip even if the landing was rough…" Kacchan paused to look back at Deku.

Kacchan's eyes searched Deku's face, piercing into his soul as if searching for something. Then he sighed again. Why does Kacchan look so sad?

"Didn't you even wonder how they got all beat up?"

What is Kacchan saying? Why does he look so sad? Why is… why is his voice SO QUIET??? I hate this… I don't know what's happening… I hate this… I want him to go back to yelling… I want him to stop looking at me like… LIKE THAT!!!!

Suddenly Kacchan's eyes hardened and he moved his hands from Deku's wrists to his face. At first Deku was relieved because maybe Kacchan had heard his thoughts and was going back into angry mode but then he spoke. If Deku had thought that tone was awful before, it was unbearable now.

"You didn't mean for the landing to be so rough," it wasn't a question, "even though you were wearing that stupid mask, only an idiot wouldn't have noticed how you flinched in surprise. It was in that moment that you probably forgot all about blackwhip… quirks are like muscles, Deku, you know that. When you flinched, blackwhip flinched too… you slammed -"

But Deku didn't hear the rest of that sentence. It all blurred away as the realization sunk in. He was responsible for the cuts and bruises on his attackers. He had knocked them out without even realizing. Because he had been distracted. What was he even distracted by at the time? What could be so impor- Oh. That's when he started crying. It was all too much; if he wasn't failing at one thing, he was screwing up another. He had been so distracted by his own resolve to distance himself from everyone that he hurt other people. It didn't matter that they were villains, they were still people. How could he call himself a hero? He was the least deserving person of that title!

"Kacch-" Deku was crying so hard that he couldn't finish before erupting into more tears.

But it didn't matter because Kacchan sat up and pulled him into a hug. He lost track of how long they sat there like that, hugging each other tight like their lives depended on it. And it did, at least for Deku. He knew that if he let go or if Kacchan did, he wouldn't survive. He cried and cried but Kacchan never pushed him away.

"Kacchan, I - I messed up!" he wailed, "I c-couldn't defeat All- All For One. I d-didn't protect my f-friends. A-and I h-hurt those people. I c-can't s-save the world!"

"No, you can't," Kacchan said.

Deku stopped crying, momentarily shocked. Before the weight of those words could settle over him, he felt a slight pain in his side. Kacchan had jabbed him with his finger, but why? Kacchan broke their embrace so he could hold Deku's face in his hands again. God, those eyes were so intense.

"You can't save the world alone. No one can. It's a big fucking world, Deku! So cut the crap and let me help you already!" Kacchan said, those ruby eyes softening just a little.

Deku shook his head, "But you got stabbed last time!"

"'Cuz you kept on fucking going on on your own!" Kacchan said, jabbing his finger in Deku's side again.

"Ouch! That actually hurt Kacchan!"

"Tch! That'll teach you to pull that crap again, nerd!"

"But Kacch-"

"Shut up! Don't you fucking realize that you trying to do this by yourself is what caused this whole fucking mess in the first place? So just. Stop," Kacchan pressed his forehead against Deku's, "And let me help you, you damn nerd."

Maybe it was because he was still in shock from all the explosions, maybe he was a bit delirious from all the crying, or perhaps it was because he was just so goddamn tired of running. Whatever the reason, Deku didn't freak out like he would've thought he would've if someone had told him he'd be this close to Kacchan. It just felt so… so right. For the first time in a very, very long time, Deku felt safe.

He leaned his own forehead against Kacchan's to return the pressure and said, "Okay."

They had so much more to talk about later but, for now, this one word was enough. It said everything that Deku couldn't yet; it promised that next time he would not be alone. It admitted that he had been wrong to isolate himself from the people he cared about. It accepted that Kacchan was right, that no one could save the world alone. And though Deku didn't yet know it, that one simple word signalled the birth of the partnership that would one day be known around the world as "The Wonder Duo."

"Okay," he said again before leaning his tired head against Kacchan's shoulder and closing his eyes.

Deku fell asleep almost instantly but not before he heard Kacchan's light chuckle. Not before he felt Kacchan lift him up in his strong, steady arms. Not before he felt the faintest of kisses on his forehead. It had been days since he'd gotten to rest so he was completely knocked out when Kacchan carried him off the roof. He slept through the shocked reactions of his classmates when Kacchan appeared at the hospital, carrying Deku in his arms. He slept through it all, but Kacchan would tell him about everything when he woke up. One day, though that day was still very far away, he would tell their children about how he'd lost his way and how Kacchan was the one who saved him. He'd tell them about how they took turns saving each other so they could save the world. One day, Deku would smile as he told their children the story of how he and Kacchan became the greatest heroes ever.

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