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deleteddewewted · 4 months

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How To Not Welcome The New Years (MHA)

(MHA Edition x Gn! Reader)

MDNI

W: Everyone is Aged Up (18+), Cheating, Angst, Hurt/Injured, No One Is a Good Person Including the Reader, (C: Bakugou, Shinso, Monoma, Kirishima, Aizawa, and Hawks)

Bakugou

He was always too busy for the smallest of things.

He was too busy to set up a date night.

He was always too busy.

He had no problem doing the interviews he hated but he had an issue if you asked him to go to bed with you if you wanted some affection.

Your relationship was wilting away right under him and he seemed to not care.

You checked out of it already. You were ready for him to end things soon since he didn't bother to get you a present for Christmas and he didn't even come home for the holiday either.

He didn't even bother to open them once he got home and instead went to his office to finish up some reports.

You thought that maybe he would try to put in an effort for New Year's.

His agency always hosts a party for the sidekicks and you, delusionally, thought he would take you.

He left you behind at home to greet the new year.

You called him.

He surprised you when he picked up. In the background, you could hear his friends talking.

Maybe once upon a time, it would hurt that he was prioritizing his friends but you were numb. It no longer mattered.

"What do you need Y/n?" He was annoyed. Maybe it was at you. Maybe it was because of how loud his friends were being. Kirishima could be heard in the background talking about some trip he had planned for after New Year's.

You dont remember the last time he ever took you on a vacation.

"I'm breaking up with you. I'll be out by tonight." You're to the point. There was no reason for you to prolong it.

He fell out of love and you were done with being in love with someone who didn't see you as worth spending his time on.

"W-what?! What are you talking about?"

"Bye Bakugou." You ended the call and began packing.

Your phone kept ringing as you packet. You turned it off after the 5th call.

You had an apartment already. You had it just in case you ended the relationship earlier.

You welcomed the new year alone and walking down the busy and joy-filled streets of Japan, bags in hand and phone turned off.

Shinso

He was so sweet when you both started dating.

He was attentive and patient with you. Never did he raise his voice even when you were in the wrong.

He coddled you and that was something you didn't mind too much as your relationship progressed.

It felt nice to be wanted and to be looked after but it began to change as you both got older and entered your respective careers.

He started snapping at you.

He was angry. He reminded you of Bakugou but he lacked the ego.

The once loving and comforting Shinso was now a brut who came home to get upset with you.

He yelled, he cried. He was frustrated beyond belief. He repeated as much to you.

"You wouldn't understand just how hard my job is." doesn't matter if you worked the same job or not, he always made you feel like you were not as hard-working or as overworked as him.

For the holidays he didn't bother to put on a happy face when you visited your family. He started arguing that you should have gone to his family for the holidays.

For New Years you had hoped he would've appreciated the reservation you made at his favorite restaurant.

You dressed up and made sure to make yourself look and feel good. You liked having an excuse to dress up, try something new, and see what might make him happy.

You both agreed to meet at the restaurant since he was out working.

And when you got there he was in his hero uniform instead of the suit he had said he was going to change into at the agency he worked at.

He was sweaty and dirty, and his hair had stuck to his forehead.

"Shinso, you said that-" You were cut off as he slammed his hand against the table, the drinks that had been set spilling onto the table and onto the floor.

"For fuck sake, Y/n. I just got off of work. Can I please relax?" He snapped at you.

You started the New Year crying. He kept muttering to himself about how upsetting it was that he couldn't eat in peace.

Monoma

He was gentlemanly with you. Always opening the door for you, taking his jacket/hoodie/coat off so you could wear it even if it means that he'd be cold.

He was always attentive even if he was self-centered at times.

As he entered his career he was bombarded with work all at once. He never had a moment for you and when he got home he would say he was tired.

You thought that maybe for the Holidays he would get a break but that wasn’t the case. He was working late, barely answering his phone and sleeping at the agency just so he could finish paperwork.

He told you that he would take you to the agency’s New Year’s party.

You were enjoying the music and the drinks, speaking to his friends and your friends when you realized he wasn’t by your side anymore.

You looked for him and in a hallway you found him kissing with someone who you knew to be a sidekick.

“Monoma” You didn’t know what to say or do. He jumped and pushed the sidekick away before trying to get close to you.

“Y/n! W-Wait! Let me explain. This is all a big misunderstanding!” He tried explaining but you were already walking away. He went back to the party and couldn’t find you anywhere.

No one knew where you were and he couldn’t get a hold of you. He started panicking thinking that you might have gotten hurt or worse.

Kirishima

Kirishima didn’t know when to quit and that was the reason why you loved him so much.

He was always trying to push himself to do things that he might fear for the sake of someone else.

He was scared to ask you out and when he managed to get the word with he couldn’t help let out a cheer when you accepted to date him.

Once he started his pro-hero career it took a lot out of him. Physically and mentally.

He was constantly getting injured and every time you had come to the hospital not knowing how or why he got hurt.

There were times when he nearly died and it left you distraught. You never knew when it would be the last time you’d see him.

And he refused to tell you what he was doing or how hurt he was.

New Year's was no different.

He was hurt and bleeding out after fighting a villain. He was rushed to the hospital and when you arrived to check up on him he snapped at you when you began asking him what happened.

You had spent so long telling him that you wanted him to stop taking so many risks. His health and life were on the line and he truly didn’t need to be making brash decisions.

"Y/n, if I don't do this who will?" He was frustrated and you understood that but you also dreaded someday not having the chance to see him again.

"Eijiro, please-"

"Y/n, stop. Just please stop." He doesn't want to hear you complain and he asks you to leave.

He hears the fireworks outside his hospital room.

Aizawa

He's always stressed out and that's how you met him.

He was feeding strays on his patrol and he saw you doing the same.

You started dating and it didn't bother you at all that he was absent often since he worked at UA and as an underground hero.

He made an effort to be there for the holidays but even if he couldn't be there he would make sure to tell you in advance.

The only issue with this was that he prioritized work and solitude more than being around people.

You could understand that he wanted to have his breaks in peace but it also meant that he would push you away.

It started bothering you after a while. You told him that you'd like to spend more time with him and he agreed that he could try but nothing changed.

UA decided to host a New Year's party for the teachers and students.

Aizawa went, not bothering to tell you, and when you tried getting a hold of him he didn't answer his phone.

You got into an argument when he came back.

"Why didn't you tell me you were going to the party? I could have joined you." You felt hurt.

"I only went to keep the peace. Hizashi made me go."

"And you could have brought me so I could meet your coworkers."

"Stop it. Im tired and want to sleep, Y/n." He cut you off.

He went to bed leaving you to sleep on the couch as you watched the news broadcasters celebrate the new year.

Hawks

He played the role of an attentive boyfriend well.

He felt something for you, he knew it was something positive but he didn't know if he could define it as love.

He was always good at pretending so it didn't hurt to try and be your boyfriend.

It was a new relationship and he liked the affection he got from you. it was nice.

He felt appreciated in a way he hadn't been before.

Your touch, your kisses, your hugs. It was warm and inviting.

It all came crashing during the New Year party the hero commissioned hosted for all ranked heroes.

He was getting pictures with fans, talking with possible investors for his agency, talking with heroes, and all while ignoring you.

You understood he had his priorities on his agency but ever since you two started dating, it felt like he wasn't really invested in the relationship. Like something was missing from it.

When the countdown began, you tried getting him to join you out on the balcony. You wanted to greet the new year with him but he wouldn't budge.

"Give me a second." He said before making his way over to Endeavor and Jeanist.

The clock hit midnight and everyone cheered as they congratulated each other.

Hawks didn't go back to you at all. You left the party without telling him anything and just went back to your apartment.

He didn't notice you were gone until they started clearing the space and the cleaning crew started cleaning up.

He looked for you and when he couldn't find you he tried calling.

You never answer him and so he left to search for you before leaving you a last text and heading home.

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frickingnerd · 10 months

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monoma crushing on a 1A student

pairing: neito monoma x gn!reader

tags: fluff, rivals to lovers, idiots to lovers

you had fallen in love with monoma at the start of your first year at UA

you were in class 1A while he was in class 1A

monoma was always trying to prove that he was better than everyone in your class and you absolutely hated him at first

but you couldn't deny that you also enjoyed annoying the boy whenever you had the chance

while you fell for him first, monoma fell for you harder

after facing him at the sports festival, monoma realized how strong you really were

he hated to admit it, but you had actually deserved your place in class 1A

if only he could've been in the same class with you, maybe things could've been different

but now, the two of you had established each other as rivals

monoma wanted to prove how great his class was compared to yours. how great he really was!

meanwhile you wanted to do the opposite. you wanted to show him how great your class was, only so you could rub it in his face

honestly, those were the only times you actually got a reason to talk to him, so you were trying your hardest to win, so you could annoy monoma with it~

what started as a rivalry between the two classes quickly became a lot more personal, when monoma started to pick up on your crush on him

he was delighted to know you liked him, but he wouldn't lose this battle as well! no, he planned to make you confess to him first!

it took you a bit longer, until you realized what monoma was doing. he was spending more time with you and the only reason there was for this, was that he had a crush on you!

but it quickly dawned on you, that he didn't intend to confess to you, otherwise he would've done it already!

and since you didn't want to let him win this easily, you decided to play his game and see who would give in first!

would monoma be the one confessing his love to you first?

or would you give in and be the one confessing to him instead?

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winxanity-ii · 15 days

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𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐍𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 ᵇⁿʰᵃ

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𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐍𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 ━━ ❝I have the power to control those I consider to be of lesser rank than myself; be thankful I don't feel like using it on you right now.❞

𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- you, the once powerful and feared Control Devil, find yourself surrounded by a world of heroes and villains, grappling with the decision to accept or deny your past.

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⌜𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐚!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬!𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐅𝐢𝐜⌟

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾　ʙɴʜᴀ!ᴀᴜ　☽༓･˚⁺‧͙

[𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 #1 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: '𝐸𝒱𝐼𝐿']

[𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚/𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞: '𝐵𝑜𝑘𝑢 𝑁𝑜 𝐻𝑖̄𝑟𝑜̄ 𝐴𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑎' 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 '𝑀𝑦 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝐴𝑘𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑎' 𝐛𝐲 𝐊𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐢 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐘/𝐍 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 "𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐚 (𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥)" 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚/𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞: '𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘔𝘢𝘯' 𝐰𝐫��𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐮𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢.]

P.S. *This is a FanFic (Fan made). The original characters shown in this book are an entire work of fiction unless stated otherwise.*

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: September 23, 2023 𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃: March 29, 2024 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: TBD

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: [~]

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bakutreats · 2 months

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convenience store. bakugou katsuki x gn!reader x monoma neito ?

BAKUTREATS .ᐟ navi. bnha m.list. bakugou 'atfy' m.list.

synopsis .ᐟ your long-time boyfriend pushed aside every effort you've done to keep your relationship afloat, including the birthday party you threw for him. luckily for you, your spiky, blond haired friend was there to take care of you.

content .ᐟ angsty? fluff kinda, monoma neito, toxic relationship, can read bakugou and reader as either friendly or romantic, ooc bakugou? meaner monoma? or maybe it's just the same lmao, this is kinda self-indulgent teehee, some swearing (bakugou)

word count .ᐟ 1,574

It’s Neito’s birthday party, and you planned everything perfectly—even though your boyfriend was... well, he wasn’t as helpful as you’d wanted him to be, but that’s okay! You can work with this; you can give him the best birthday party ever!

Maybe then he’ll appreciate you again.

. . . Unfortunately, he didn’t.

"No, you guys can't throw beer in that vase—" you say as you swiftly grab the vase from Neito's drunk friends and smile nervously. "Wait, be careful, that's fragile—" you say, immediately putting the vase down somewhere safe to go and grab the heart-shaped ceramic bowl, hugging it close to your chest as you laugh awkwardly. You spot Neito by a window, making you sigh in relief. You rush towards him, the heart-shaped bowl still in your arms and close to your chest.

"Neito—could you ask your friends to please be a bit more careful?" The man in front of you scoffed and rolled his eyes, his attention on anything but you.

"You know how my friends are; stop being such a nanny," he snorts, unfolding his arms on his chest.

"Wha—but—wait—"

"You were the one who threw this party, so put up with it. I didn't ask for you to do this, and I didn't ask for you to host the damn thing," he seethed, eyebrows furrowed and eyes wide.

You felt yourself grow weak.

The heart-shaped ceramic bowl in your hands fell from your grasp, shattering on the floor. The music was too loud for anyone to notice. Neito scrunched his face in contempt before pushing past you, leaving you alone.

On the day of his party, you managed all of the guests, while the birthday boy partied to his heart’s content. When you finally got some alone time with him to ask for some help in controlling the rowdy crowd, he brushed you off and told you that it was your fault, that he didn’t ask for this party, and that he didn’t want you to host the "damn thing".

You walked outside, on the verge of tears. You didn't even try to clean up the shattered bowl on the floor. You look up, blinking rapidly, your hands balled into fists, and your nails digging into your skin in an attempt to keep you distracted enough so you don't cry. You were hurting, but you couldn't even let it all out because of the guilt and shame that you always carried inside you, because in your head, everything's your fault. But with how many times he's been like this with you, so cruel and cold and. . . angry. You let it go because you were too afraid to lose him. Because you've built something good with him for years, you were afraid to lose that history.

But was it really worth it? Was it worth it to just be pushed aside every single time with no hesitation, no matter what you do? Whether it be a small gesture like making sure his ramen always had that specific type of seasoning or this big gesture of throwing him a party, was nothing ever enough for him?

You bite your bottom lip hard, trying to keep in the screams and wails you want to let out after long years of being treated as if you were dirt on his shoulder. You were already on edge, but what he said. . .

"You were the one who threw this party, so put up with it. I didn't ask for you to do this, and I didn't ask for you to host the damn thing."

He broke your heart like it was nothing. The same way the bowl broke into pieces. Funny, because that bowl was the first gift Neito gave you since the start of your relationship.

It hurts.

"Why the hell're ya outside?"

You look up and see blond, spiky hair and scarlet eyes staring at you confusedly. You couldn't stop it anymore; you couldn't stop the painful lump in your throat, you couldn't stop the tears from streaming down your face, and you couldn't even keep yourself standing anymore, falling on your knees as you sob in your hands. Bakugou's eyes widen, and he immediately rushes over to you, crouching down to your level.

"Woah, woah—what happened?" he asks gently.

"Can—can we go someplace else. . . please."

"Ya should've kicked his face—"

"Bakugou."

The man sighed, a scowl on his face as he looked away and grumbled. You sighed before chuckling, taking a sip from the drink Bakugou bought for you. Before arriving here, Bakugou helped you get into his car a few moments after you told him you wanted to get away. He drove to a nearby convenience store, something he's always done since the both of you were in college.

You knew the blond since your childhood, playing along with him and Midoriya. When he slowly grew up to be someone. . . who you didn't like all too much; you distanced yourself from him. It was in high school when you saw him change bit by bit. From an aggressive, arrogant prick to someone who, well, is still sort of a prick but more mellowed out. You grew close once again in your last year of high school after he pretty much saved your face from a painful blow from a stray volleyball.

You felt a flick to your forehead; you clicked your tongue and furrowed your brows, glaring at the man smirking in front of you with his arms folded together in front of his chest. "Zoning out as usual," he remarks. You shake your head, your lips forming into a straight line as your grip on the drink gets tighter. Negative thoughts clouded your mind, overwhelming you like before. You chugged down your drink, exhaling sharply.

"Why haven't you. . . broken up with him?" he asks, brows furrowed, his eyes staring at the ground. His words were slow, as if he were trying to be gentle and trying to squeeze the words out of his throat. You both stayed silent after that.

"Nevermind—"

"I didn't want to lose everything I built with him."

Bakugou snapped his head back up to face you, looking at you incredulously. His mouth opened but closed a moment later, his lips in a straight line as he put his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants. You look away in shame, staring at a random lamp post.

"He was everything to me. We were perfect before; he was sweeter, more caring. . . more loving. Then he got. . . used to it—to me? I don't know. I tried everything I could to make sure this relationship stayed afloat. I genuinely didn't want any of this to be all for nothing. But. . . I only just realized it now that. . . I was the only one trying to salvage this relationship. He probably just. . . decided to give up and let me handle things, I guess.

"I think I already knew deep in my heart, ever since the time where he accidentally broke one of my favorite mugs, and instead of apologizing and telling me he'd fix it or buy something or whatever, he just—he just stood there and stared at me for a moment before telling me to 'go clean it up'.

"That was the first time of many, many times where I let him walk all over me. That birthday party will be the last."

You notice a hint of a smile on Bakugou's lips.

The two of you sit in silence, staring at each other. It was comforting, you think. There were never any moments where the silence between the two of you was awkward or filled with tension. Bakugou Katsuki, no matter how loud and arrogant, never exudes the same aura Monoma Neito does. You never really thought about it until now, because back then, you used to think that Monoma and Bakugou had some similar traits: being pretty arrogant and very loud. You even thought that maybe they'd get along fairly well, so it was to your surprise when you tried to hang out with the both of them one time that they absolutely disliked each other.

But now, after everything that's happened, you come to the understanding that they are quite different from one another.

"Remember the first time you met Neito? You scrunched up your face like you were disgusted, and he did the same. But you didn't tell me to break it off with him; why's that?" you ask, your voice small.

"What the hell was I supposed to defend my shit with? I don't think ya'd listen to me if I just immediately told you to break it off with him, 'specially since, at the time. . . you two were doing well.

"The first time I did tell ya to get the fuck away from him was when ya told me about the 'mug accident'."

You smile sadly. "And I didn't listen."

Sadness took over, and you felt the lump in your throat as waves of gloom washed over you. "I wish I did," you whisper quietly. "So that I didn't have to let this play out for as long as it did."

"Why the hell're ya blamin' yerself? 's not even yer fault that he's an asshole."

"But—"

"Just this once—" Bakugou says, staring at you with eyes that look as if he were. . . pleading with you. "—give yerself some slack."

You stare at him softly before chuckling. "Okay."

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circledotdestroy · 11 months

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Imagine Dating Monoma and Shinso when you are part of Class A’s Core Four. (With the power dynamics between you, Bakugo, and Todoroki changing so much, having a “Big Three” was too hard to keep up with.)

Before you three got close, they were originally envious because you were powerful, a “main character”.

When they started liking you, they were afraid one day you were going to run so far that they wouldn’t be able to follow you.

Now they just pray that you don’t die while getting into stupid situations with the other 3.

#take this as fluff crack or angst #either way you give them heart attacks #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha x female reader #hitoshi shinso x reader #neito monoma x reader #monoma x reader #shinso x reader #shinsou x reader #hitoshi shinsou #mha imagines #monoshin x reader #thought dump

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urfavslav · 1 year

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monoma x gender neutral reader, comfort4hurt

'why were you with him ?' consistent whispers of hushed insecurities about him rang through the school halls. he doesn't understand why it finally got to him, but those five words ended up slithering into his head. neito monoma had started to succumb to those nasty words he heard all day. making the blond rethink his decisions. he tried so hard to stay strong and ignore it, but even somethings are to much.

that overly cocky monoma you knew had disappeared over the day. the mutterings growing louder and louder till he broke. sickening words of his own, slimy and venomous, slowly rotting away his facade of over-confidence just like acid. he ended up creating his own as well as agreeing with the little voice in his head.

he took himself to one of the older unused classrooms for lunch, leaving his usual 1-b crew to their own thoughts of where he had went. as soon as those vile words left his pink lips leaving a bitter taste on his tongue, he noticed you crouched in front of him.

"You found me, huh" the blue eyed kid said with an exasperated tone. he shook out of his depressive trance, new thoughts clouding his mind. this time only about you. "yeah, you took a while to find, but now I'm here with you." his eyes never left you, grazing you up and down and back at yours. he snickered before speaking.

"they say actions are worth a thousand words, your smile is worth ten thousand. it's so pretty. thanks for comin' to find me darling." honest emotion coating his voice. "well you think I was just gonna leave you 'lost' ? nope it's me and you together, like this !" you showed your fingers crossed. he laughed, such a melodious sound. "thats so cheesy, but that's us my love" he pulled you into a hug before the bell rang, notifying kids that lunch is over.

★ all works belong to @urfavslav , do not repost on anywhere else with or without credit, do not plagiarise. thank you !

#bnha angst #bnha comfort4hurt #bnha comfort #mha angst #mha comfort #mha comfort4hurt #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha monoma #mha monoma #monoma neito #neito monoma #monoma x reader #neito x reader #urfavslav stories !

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offbrandkyoya · 1 year

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date 38 | masterlist | next <3

- i haven’t watched bnha so long so apologies for my poor version of nezu 😨🙏

- stream black sorrow by park byeong hoon

- also also!!! todoroki isn’t an angel (yet) 😁😁

- wonder who wrote that silly note 😍🥸

🏷️ @palebluedotmp3 @totomotsu @fi-chanwrites @itsrosebabe @clever-username96 @yawnchair @p3achiee @haitani-22 @rxdyzsoull @comehome2myheart @yeonmay @critter-junior @kunikame @beeomgui @bowloficecubes

#bnha smau #bnha jirou #bnha todoroki #todoroki x reader #hitoshi shinso x reader #tokoyami fumigake #bnha #kyoko jirou #mha #shoto todoroki #bnha shinso hitoshi #shinsou angst #bnha tokoyami #shinsou smau #shinsou hitoshi #bnha angst #mha todoroki #bnha shinsou #bnha monoma

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mitchywitchythings · 2 years

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Simptober 2022

A Deal It Is Then

Summary: Well, who knew that when Monoma was pushed too far off the side, he’d find you. To uphold your side of the deal would be most ideal, especially when dealing with a Kitsune.

Warning: Soft hints of Yandere, possessive, angst, sad, extrovert/talkative reader, kitsune, sorta Mary Sue, a bit of an overpowered reader, Bit of OOC Monoma, curses/swearing, mention of bipolar, age gap

Pairing: Mortal! Monoma Neito X Kitsune! Reader

Word count: 3,496 words

Simptober 2022 Masterlist

“Stupid class 2-A and their fame!” Neito Monoma cried out

He stormed deeper and deeper into the forest of the summer camp they were forced to go back to from their first year. Tears began to prick at his eyes from all his frustrations and jealousy of what had happened a few minutes before he ran into the forest.

Bakugo hadn't actually changed from the person he was back in their first year. He was still the same old jerk, albeit somehow even more. The only thing that really changed from him was how he cooperated more in group teamworks.

Maybe he shouldn’t have gone too far either, now not only does class 2-A hate him, but also his own. He could deal with all the shit he goes through with U.A.’s star class but how could his own class hate him? Him, for God’s sake?!

He wasn’t doing anything but defending the honor of his and his own class’, although he’ll admit maybe a tad bit too far… Now he was fucking suspended for a week, a lot of people also. How was that even his fault?! Bakugo started it, fucking Midoriya and Todoroki backed him up.

So he simply copied the ponytailed bitch’s quirk with a slap to the back of her head and created a taser, using it on Bakugo. Yeah, dumb move. He knows that, and doesn't need to be reminded. If only Bakugo had not said how he should just drop becoming a hero since he doesn’t even have his own quirk and he’s practically useless with having to rely on others.

To make things worse, he called him a copycat bitch. Now that one cut deeper than a knife, it was like pressing salt on an open wound. He could feel his heart clenched tightly at that damn comment. The adrenaline rushing through his veins like never before.

Just as he was about to sucker punch towards Bakugo’s face, Bakugo dragged class 2-B into it. Saying how much of an embarrassment they were that they couldn’t control him. In fact, class 2-A can’t even control Bakugo! How fucking ironic.

After that, all Hell broke loose. And it just started with him. Not only was Neito facing suspension, he was also facing the possibility of being expelled. Yeah, it was just that bad. If only he had kept his cool, if only he controlled his temper, if only…

If only he could change back time, he would. Now he’s facing the consequences of his actions. Now he’s so far in the dark forest that he’s lost. He finds a nearby large rock to rest on at least, sitting down on it he tries to calm down his fast breathing.

Tears finally flowed down freely from his face. He kept on huffing and puffing as the whimpers he let out wasn’t enough to express how much he was suffering right now. The world was practically closing in on him. The forest turned darker and more sinister, only having the light from the moon as his source of comfort. He was hyperventilating, that much was clear. And you being you, couldn’t help but want to help him.

“Shh, calm down…” I rubbed his shoulder gently as I pulled him into a soft hug

He was too disoriented and stuck in his own world to even realize that was happening that he clung onto you. But he was glad he did because after a while he calmed down.

After finally calming down and coming back to his senses, he froze up at the realization that he was holding someone. Pulling himself away from me, he stood up and stood his ground. A defensive pose struck out as he frantically tried to wipe away the tears from his eyes. So that he could see properly, he also didn't want anyone to see him as someone who was weak.

“Who are you?!“ He mentally cursed for his voice cracked, showing that he was weak.

A young looking girl appeared, she seemed to be a little bit younger than him. Keeping that in mind, she also looked pretty innocent and harmless. But if she was all that, then how come she was in the middle of the forest late at night?!

“Is that the way you should thank me?” The unknown girl playfully teased.

“Who are you?” Monoma growled pretending that he would attempt to use his quirk on her, when in fact he knew that the quirks he copied from before all wore off a while ago.

“Who are you?” He just realized that the girl was wearing a beautiful white and red floral kimono that looked ancient, “and what are you doing in my forest?” He also just realized how pretty she actually looked, “Your forest, don't the Pussycats own this place?!” He snarled

“I think you’ve wandered too far, dear mortal. You’ve crossed the borders of their boundaries a while ago. I’ve been watching over you since you stepped foot into my forest.” She suddenly turned serious this time, her eyes began to glow red as a powerful aura came upon her unintentionally forcing him to back up in fear, “Now answer my question, what is a human like you wandering around my territory?”

He stammered, holding his defensive stance even firmer as all his gut feelings pointed towards saying that he’d rather die than admit what happened before. Seeing as he was uncooperative and you didn’t have all night, you cracked your neck from side to side. Letting out a sinister smirk, you let yourself loose from your disguise.

Your beautiful kimono turned even more grander as its trail grew longer and longer. The ribbon tied around your waist grew bigger as its tails magically wrapped around your back to form a giant bow. Not only that but the entire color of the kimono changed as well, it was now mostly black but with a deep shade of red that had some floral design embroidered into the fabric itself.

Though all that was nice and all, nothing could compare to the beauty you truly revealed yourself to be. While still retaining all your natural and beautiful features, they were all accentuated to become even more gorgeous.

You also grew fox-like ears on top of your head, but that wasn’t the thing that drew him in the most. That particular thing that drew him in was so… Intriguing, unique, and completely unexpected. He was practically in a trance.

7 large fox tails sprouted out from your tailbone. You were a kitsune. And based on the 7 tails, you were a powerful one at that. So that’s why you referred to him as a mere mortal or human. That's because you were different.

Taking a deep breath he calmed down, and cleared his head. He hadn’t realized how stupid he was. Why was he so scared of you? He was a damn hero in training. And this could be his moment to prove himself both to his classmates and class 2-A.

He wasn't going to waste it, no matter what. Making a quick move he swerved around you strategically and tapped your back way too harshly. Activating his quirk, since you were an emitter type, he could easily copy it.

Well shit. He felt nothing, as though you were quirkless. But then again, quirk is still considered as a power, but I guess a different classification of power he couldn’t copy. You really were a kitsune.

He didn’t really believe in Kitsunes and other mythical creatures that his grandmother and mother would use to tell him as a child. However, based on the turn of events, he might have to just change his mind.

When he was still young, his grandma was this very superstitious woman. She taught him all about how there were creatures of the night who lived among us, lived before us in fact. His mother always taught him to never pay mind to his grandmother because she was starting to get delusional from her old age.

How he wished that he listened to his grandmother back then… Who knew an information like that would be so useful? No one except for his grandmother of course.

“Hey, don’t move anymore. You're gonna fall into the temple.”

“What-?!” He was able to finish before he fell down to steps leading to the temple

He muttered curses under his breath as he stood up. Patting away all the first from his clothes despite that having no such effect in helping to clean him up. A high pitched laugh rang throughout the place.

You jumped down from the high steps that towered over him. Landing right beside him perfectly, that your stance was even cooler than that of All Might, behind you the large red arc stood proudly. He was stunned, fuck it may be your powers that has such an effect over him as he can’t seem to gets you out of his mind.

“Need help? We can go inside the temple.” You giggled

Stuck in a trance he dumbly nodded yes. You pulled him up and pulled him towards the temple, an enormous innocent smile stretching out on your face. Not letting go of his hand, a sudden clearing appeared from behind you, the stars of the night shining bright without a single care in the world.

“I haven’t had any company in a long while, let alone one that is a human. I guess everyone has forgotten of this beautiful forest. I’ve missed it, the company I mean!” Pulling him inside the temple

If you thought the outside of the temple was gorgeous. You wouldn’t believe what was inside of it, absolutely stunning. No words could describe it, it was just absolutely breathtaking. And that was what really happened to him.

His periwinkle iris grew wide at the site, completely shaking to the core. It was fit for an Emperor, one would think.

“Hey, you wanna get out of this forest right but you don’t know the way?” You tapped him from behind, your smile faltering for a second

Still stunned at the sight of the temple, he was unable to respond, only turning around to meet your eyes but not replying to an answer.

“I’ll take that as a yes then.” Laughing at his dazed state, “How about we make a deal? I’ll lead out of this forest, but I get something in return.”

“N-No.” He spoke unsure

“Why?”

“You could make your deal twisted, I’ll navigate out of this forest myself.” He spoke now more confidently, when I’m reality he wasn’t

“Go ahead, I’m not stopping you. The one who’s stopping you would be the other creatures who live in this forest. You should be glad I was watching over you the moment you stepped into my territory, the other creatures would have done naughty things to you. Be thankful that I’m not asking for any payment in return for watching over you, mere human. Besides once you step foot into this forest you can’t get out, not without my guidance. You see, you still need me to lift the concealment spell for you to get out.” He kept silent, stunned as how the situation became clear that he was trapped all because of his stupidity, “So what’ll it be. He has the rest of our lives to decide!”

“… Rest of our lives?” Out of all the phrase you choose to emphasize that, making him question what you truly meant with that phrase

“Of course, as a Kitsune, I was given a gift of power different from those silly quirks of yours. Mine is more powerful! Also, since the Gods were so fond of me, they decided to give me even more gifts! You could say that I have a really charming personality!” She perked up happily

“What are they then?” Think rationally, if it still was a form of power perhaps he could copy it with his own quirk to some extent, so long as it wasn’t a built up type of quirk.

“Lightning, fire, the creation of illusions, and control over time!” She spoke proudly

“Creation of illusions?” Bingo, if he could copy it to some extent, he could escape.

Turns out that idea was a bad one. Putting the plan he made in his head for at least 5 minutes, he kept revising. Trying to make sure there weren't any flaws. Well sure at first there wasn’t any problem, he just had to use 100% of his quirk in order to copy at least one of your powers.

Which had worked, at first. Running out of the temple and into the forest he successfully managed to distract you by creating an illusion that he was there besides you, keeping on listening to whatever you were rambling on and on about.

As he reached a clearing, he found himself on top of a cliff. Overlooking the entire mountain, below it settled the camp where he was supposed to be staying. He supposed he had managed to lift the concealment spell since he was bearing your power of illusion.

“Boo!” You startled him, tackled him into a high from behind, your tails wrapping around his stomach.”You know, you can never outdo the doer?”

“What do you mean?! Unhand me you, fox freak!”

Uh oh. It seems like when Monoma finally found his usual charm and charisma. It was at a bad time. The phrase fox freak really seems to rub you in the wrong way. Like it cut your wounded heart even deeper.

Getting off of him immediately, you snarled at him angrily, your eyes glowing red, voice becoming disoriented, “Fox freak?! Are you kidding me?! And here I was offering to turn back time for you to fix back whatever that is you did! Fine, leave this forest, I don’t care!” He was completely furious, tears pricking at her eye

Time skip

He was able to actually leave that night, when he returned everyone was worried about him,even more so since he came back with teary eyes and dirt present on him, it was the first time they had truly seen him ruffled up, he did always like to be neat.

His class, who after realizing and looking past their anger finally defended Monoma and stood up for him against class 2-A since it was Bakugo who really started this fight.

It was decided that Monoma wasn’t going to be expelled. However he was still going to be suspended. It was still better than being expelled, he supposed. Everything was going to be fine, they all got through the hard part. What was holding him back now?

Well it was the emptiness in his heart, and the fact that he couldn’t get you out of his mind. He did truly find you pretty and amusing with your extroverted personality. Maybe you casted a spell on him, that’s why he couldn’t get you out of his head.

He had to consult someone, anyone really. He already came to the conclusion that he was missing you because he fell in love with you, it was sort of a love at first sight situation.

Not knowing what to do, he consulted his 2 best friends, Kendo and Tetsutetsu. Of course, they were having a tough time believing in him. Having thought that he might have been too sad that his imagination was playing with him. But Monoma knew the difference between illusion and reality.

And you were undeniably reality, no matter how much he really wished you weren’t. So, after a lot of convincing that he wasn’t hallucinating they came to the conclusion that you were raising a lot of red flags. But that could be from the years of being lonely.

According to Kendo, based on what you had said, you were older than you actually looked like. Basically, you could be a thousand years old yet be trapped in an 16 year old body because of your power, that either being creation of illusion or control over time.

Tetsutetsu also pointed out that throughout the whole time he was explaining you to them, he was sorta having this lovesick expression on him. Moreover, both Tetsutetsu and Kendo had noticed the unwavering blush and smile ever so present on his face. Monoma didn’t smile like that, it was always a cocky smirk that was usually present on his face.

He fell harder than they originally thought. They wanted to be super supportive for him really, they did. But… It was undeniable that the fact she wasn’t human means that they couldn’t be together. To further, she was also so much older than him obviously and if that wasn’t enough, they also pointed out how you raised a lot of red flags.

Based on what Monoma said you seemed to be possessive as fuck. And maybe a bit bipolar… Nevertheless, they suggested that he forgets about you as it wasn’t worth it. They were also scared if you had put him under some sort of spell, causing him to fall in love with you so quickly.

Whatever it was, he just couldn’t get your pretty smile out of his head…

I…

Love…

You…

This has gone too far, he had to see you! And so, just grabbing a hoodie, he wore it and bolted out of the camp. Having trouble navigating and forming a strategy as to how he was going to get pass the teachers patrolling in order to get to you, all the while still putting on his shoes.

When he finally was able to sneak behind all the teachers, he tried his best to navigate through the forest. But it was difficult. He didn’t know where he was going when he first came there as he was too busy trying not to cry to notice any of his surroundings.

And even if he did, he doubted he would have remembered any of it. All of the trees were hard to memorize, having the same distinctive feature as everything else.

When all hope was lost, deciding too just give up and do his best to navigate back to the camp. He smelled it, a faint burning smell of fire, something he took in a bit right after meeting you. He was close! He just needed to follow it and then he can finally find you.

Or more like it was the other way around. He just hopes that you’ll forgive him for insulting you. If not, he wouldn’t know what he’d do. He’ll just have to face you, he guesses and beg for your forgiveness.

“Look who’s back for more.” You stated, clearly agitated

“I’m not here to fight you or anything, I just wanted to apologize for insulting you.” He spoke sincerely

“Oh, that… Let’s just forget about that okay. Seems so long ago, don’t you think?” She gave him a fake smile that was hard to detect, “How about this. Let’s just have a cup of tea, I was already brewing one to begin with.”

The tea tasted great, and that’s saying something for him because he always hated tea with such a soft taste. This one, he’s never had one like it before, really. After that you guys dived deep into a conversation, it didn't really matter what topic it was because you kept on jumping from one to another.Monoma was sure of his feelings for you, however he wasn’t sure of your feelings for him.

“I want to make a deal.” He suddenly spoke out

A sly smirk appeared on your face, “What kind?”

“I want… To turn back time.”

“When exactly?”

“3 days ago, before you first met me.”

“Alright, that’ll be easy.”

Holding onto his wrist, he felt like he was falling. Colors of different kinds shone through, a blinding light kept blinking. He felt like he was going to pass out, black stars began to appear in his line of sight. But just as he was feeling that, it suddenly stopped.

He woke up, quicker than ever. To find himself walking with his class, moments before the fight occurred with him being almost expelled. He could change this, he could change everything. And that’s exactly what he did.

He somehow managed to be placed as the victim whilst Bakugo was severely punished. On the brink of expulsion had it not been for his amazing quirk. In fact, he wasn’t even in the hero course now, he had to drop to the general studies, while Shinso would take his place. He was so freaking happy! He never thought his dream to finally step on class 2-A would come true!

“I’ve done my part of the deal, I think it’s time I decided what I want.” She hugged him from behind

He gulped thickly.

“Stay with me. Or visit me often at least.” She smiled sadly

Curiously he asked, “Why?”

“I’m always alone. I hate it.”

“Alright then.”

#Simptober #monoma #monoma neito x you #mha neito #monoma neito x reader #neito monoma x reader #neito monoma x reader angst #neito monoma #mitchywitchythings

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lovinkiri · 1 year

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Neito Monoma's Masterlist

Smut - 💋

Fluff - 💕

Angst - 💢

Headcannons

Hands All Over You 💕 (GN)

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #x reader #fluff #smut #angst #neito monoma #monoma neito #neito x reader #neito monoma x reader

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funeral-grayy · 2 years

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chicken tendies

It was a tuesday morning when monoma heard the whispers at the hero agency he worked for, the looks of pity. he was just leaving for an early morning patrol, when he felt the whole atmosphere change. all it took was someone saying your name and he knew he needed to get out. get out, get away from everyone. it felt like a life time since you broke up with him but it had only been a few months. he hadn't seen you in person since that day or heard your name. his chest ached knowing he had to live without you but he knew he hadn’t been good for you. you had a new boyfriend, that's what everyone was talking about, trying to hide from him. no, it wouldn’t break him but fuck did it hurt. it hurt because he knew how much of yourself you poured into the relationship, only for him to break you. he hadn’t meant to, he hadn’t even noticed until it was too late. he hadn't realized how much he loved you.

i hope he treats you better than i ever could

he knew he hadn’t deserved you. you were bright, brighter than the sun or any star in the sky. you were so full of love and god, you tried so hard to love him. but he wasn’t enough. you had these big dreams, you had plans and he was holding you back. you were carefree about everything while he cared too much and not in a good way. he strolled down the street, starting his patrol and getting lost in his own thoughts. he’d missed important dates, constantly forgot to pick you up from work and ignored you when you needed him the most. somehow you stuck around though, you stuck around for so long and he didn’t know why. he took you for granted. it wasn’t always bad though. he recalls the time he cooked you your favorite meal in your shared apartment. it was a simple sunday afternoon but it was also so much more. he remembers surprising you with the meal and the look on your face was one he’d treasure forever. you’d lived together for a year before it all fell apart. there were a lot of really good times but he ruined it. he became obsessed with becoming a top hero, it drove him mad. you deserved so much better than how he treated you during that time.

you’re more than i could ever be

breaking out of his thoughts, he tried paying attention to where he was walking. he had to stop dwelling on this, he’d lost you and he had to come to terms with it. the weather was gloomy, which reflected how he felt on the inside. it was a deep ache, one he wasn’t sure would ever go away but maybe dull over time. eventually he’d come to terms with it and be happy for you but now? no. now it hurt. all the things he never got to say to you felt like acid on his tongue, just wanting to spit it all out. but it was too late. it was too fucking late and he had to live with that.

I hope he’s home for you, even though i had to lose you

the sinking feeling worsened as the first few drops of rain came down. who were you dating now? who was warming his side of the bed now? bringing you earl grey tea and kissing your forehead? what if it was someone he knew? oh god what if it was bakugo? this wasn’t something he should be thinking about but the urge to know who it was, was strong. he needed to know that it was someone who was going to treat you right. he wanted to make sure it was someone who deserved your love. someone who would be gentle and kind with you, something he wasn’t.

for you to find the one that fills your heart, even if i’m not the one you chose

the rain started to come down harder, but monoma didn’t even seem to notice, too preoccupied with over thinking. it was the thunder that finally jolted him out of his head and god, did he wish it hadn’t. it was almost as if the universe was listening to his thoughts. because as soon as he looked up, there you were. soaked from the rain in the blue dress he had bought you for your birthday. but the rain didn’t seem to bother you, you were laughing at something he couldn’t see. its like his ears had zeroed in on your laugh and tuned everything out. god, he had missed that sound so much. he wanted to turn around, walk the other way. he didn’t want to see who was making you laugh like he use to but his feet wouldn’t move. the rain started coming down even harder and your laugh became louder. it was like slow motion, all he saw was purple. he watched as you were picked up and twirled around. your eyes closed and laughter dwindling. then you were set back down on the ground. even from where he was standing, he could tell you were in love. you had never looked at him that way in the year you were together. yes, you had told him you loved him but this was different. this was a much different love than the one you gave him. the pit in his stomach grew as he watched the scene in front of him. shinsou was your new boyfriend? it could have been anyone else, why did it have to be him? he wasn’t sure when he had started crying, the rain and his tears mixing together. finally, finally his feet decided to move. he didn’t know where he was going but he knew he needed to leave, his heart couldn’t handle it any longer. the only saving grace was that he knew shinsou would love you properly. love you the way you deserved to be loved.

cause you deserve the world times two

#monoma x reader #neito x reader #neito monoma x reader #neito monoma #angst #song fic #chicken tendies by clinton kane #why do i love to hurt my own feelings #sorry not sorry #my hero acedamia #bnha

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shotorozu · 1 year

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HEYYYY i really wanna see a shoto x reader with the HMM HOW DO I SAY THIS the started dating them to see if he could make them fall in love with him/ started dating them as a challenge but ended up falling for them trope WITH A HAPPY ENDING please help 🙏🙏🙏🙏

just a bet

ft. todoroki shouto (bnha)

use of Y/N and L/N, gender neutral reader, quirk’s not specific

bullet form -> full fledged fanfic (basically it’s written in a bullet form but it turns into your standard fanfic format with paragraphs and such)

fluff, angst with happy ending (shouto misinterprets things said)

note(s): i forgor my format so i made a new one 💀 btw i don’t really see shouto dating someone as a bet, but i can’t see any other way to write this request— so i made my own spin and interpretation on it 😁 anaïs from the future here, and i may or may not have gone overboard 😭

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todoroki shouto

as mentioned in the notes section, i don’t see shouto as someone that’d date someone as a challenge— to see if they’d fall in love with him and such, or as a bet.

shouto’s not really invested in his love life when it comes to when he’ll find someone, but that doesn’t mean he won’t take it seriously.

he saw the domino effect his parents’ failed romance had on his family, and refuses to be in an imbalanced relationship— let alone date someone he isn’t dead set on.

so with that being said, a misinterpretation of words is what triggered the current set of events.

kaminari had noticed that the way shouto looked at you couldn’t be friendly, platonic yearning. whether or not shouto thought he was being obvious of not, or if he even realized it— he definitely had feelings for you.

and it was starting to become excruciating to watch for kaminari— to witness a cool, popular and attractive guy, not date this equally cool, popular, and attractive person he likes.

so then, that’s when it started.

scenario (pt. 1)

hook—

“i bet ¥1,200 that you can’t date L/N, todoroki!”

shouto stops in place, giving kaminari a side eye. “i don’t need ¥1,200. i have more than enough in my pocket money.”

line—

kaminari lets out a sigh, forgetting that todoroki’s pockets hurt. but he doesn’t falter one bit. “i meant that, i bet you can’t confess to them, ‘s all. the money was just a bonus.”

and that’s what really catches his attention. “confess to them about what?” he inquires genuinely, like he was trying to recall if he needed to tell you something regarding this.

kaminari’s eyes dart around, like anyone would be around to witness the absurdly. “that you like them? what else??”

shouto thinks for a moment, and it looks as if he’s trying to recall things from a different perspective. “… have i not been clear?”

“to me, yes. to them.. probably? maybe? most likely no.” kaminari says exasperated, hand now coming up to pat his shoulder. shouto feels stiff as a board under the brief contact. “you’re a popular dude, if they realized then you two would’ve been dating for months now!”

“i don’t think confessing right now is necessary. i believe i’m fine with just staying near them. our friendship.. is quite satisfactory.”

—and sinker.

“so you don’t have any courage to confess? does that mean you’ll just let someone else snatch them up?” after the words left his mouth, shouto makes a significantly obvious pause.

kaminari thinks to himself loudly, “hmm.. i wonder who will it be?” he questions, rhetorically. “should i do it? should class 1-B’s ever so cocky monoma do it? they seem to get along swimmingly. or maaaybe—”

“that won’t be a concern.” shouto coldly cuts in. “because i’ll do it.”

kaminari holds back his smile, instead— replacing it with a shocked expression (which isn’t really fabricated becaus he didn’t think he’d actually fold) “really? woah, i didn’t think that’d change your mind so quick.”

“but then wait, what do i get if you lose?”

“hm, what do you get when i lose..” shouto mimics the question— although its not said as one.

“yeah, we are betting on this, right?”

shouto shakes his head. “then it would be an unfair bet.”

“because i’ve planned on confessing and dating them regardless. i will win.”

and he did in fact go on and win the “bet” by a landslide (if you’d even call it one 😭)

he confessed his feelings— pulling you aside one afternoon after class, heart practically hammering in his chest, and stomach fluttering with butterflies.

and you accepted— which made all the anxiety worth it.

he was the ideal boyfriend. not just because he was tall, equipped with stunning and harmonious facial features with equally stunning manners, but it was also because he was just so good to you, and he allowed you to be so good to him too.

he did things he didn’t even have to do, and it all feels comfortably new even months into the relationship— which made you realize that as unbelievable as it sounds, you’re really dating your crush, todoroki shouto.

you felt so sure of yourself when you’re around him.

and that’s why you reacted so harshly when everything that was built up for months seemingly got demolished in minutes.

the two of you were getting warm drinks, when mineta appeared just a few feet away. “you two make me realize that the train tracks look good to lay down on.” he mumbles bitterly.

you laugh, stirring your drink “really now?” kaminari appears shortly after, agreeing. although he doesn’t look as bitter as your shorter classmate.

mineta perks up at that. “yeep. which makes me wonder.. how long are you going to do this for, todoroki? kaminari already lost, y’know?”

todoroki’s eyes widen at the question, “i don’t.. what?”

kaminari turns his head in mineta’s direction, like he said something of great offense, and was about to say more. “mineta, just don’t man.”

“no no, but i’m like, just super curious y’know?” mineta continues, “like, wasn’t it just a bet for you? how did you two get this far?! this is unfair! i didn’t know it would be that easy to get in a relationship!” your grape haired classmate whines, unable to read the sudden atmosphere change.

kaminari gulps, as you set your mug down.

“what does he mean.” you turn to your dual haired boyfriend, you try to steady your breathing to sound nonchalant, but the slight crack in your voice at the start of your sentence betrays you.

shouto opens his mouth, but it just confirmed it for you when he was a second too late to answer.

“you see—” kaminari scrambles to give an excuse, “it was proposed as a bet, but it wasn’t actually a bet, so technically—”

“that sounds like a bet, dude.”

“mineta—”

“it’s not as it sounds. it wasn’t a bet.” shouto answers, “though.. the circumstances should’ve been different.” he admits regretfully, heterochromatic eyes drifting from your face to your feet, noticing how you shift away from him.

and his body runs cold like a quirk malfunction when you grab your mug— fingertips against the now cool porcelain “i.. i just.. no, nevermind, it’s alright. i’m gonna go now, so..”

you know your face and voice will betray you if you stay longer, so you leave.

and shouto stands there, wondering if he should give you space and watch your figure disappear into the dark hallway, or run after you.

he chooses the later.

scenario (pt. 2)

you heave when you finally reach your room, fingers gripping your mug so hard it might just break. your vision’s starting to blur with tears of all the things you’ve been feeling these last few minutes, which is causing you to drop your dorm room’s key and miss the keyhole several times.

when you get the key in, you turn the lock and almost crumble right in when you feel a warm hand placed on your shoulder. you try not to focus on how it’s grip is firm enough to keep you in place, and blazing with familiarity.

he says your name with desperation, and you open your door more and step into your room to create space— the framing of your doorway practically being an invisible barrier.

“no, just no, i can’t,” you say, feeling pathetic when your face started to become wet with tears. you’re still unbelieving that he’d even do this, but the fact that these few months happened under not so standard circumstances was…

“i thought this was— this was something that’d happen out of those stupid teen movies we’d watch, i thought you’d never— i thought—” you hiccup, bringing a hand up to wipe your face with a hand.

he doesn’t say anything, and just breaks the barrier by stepping in and closing the door, setting your mug down on your desk. he then closes even more distance— the space between his brows creasing as he frowns, looking just as upset as you definitely look.

“when did it start? was it before we became close? was it before you asked me out? who else knew? was it all real—”

“it is real!” his voice booms with volume, clearly panicked that the idea of you thinking that his feelings weren’t real was present.

he settles his hands on your shoulders, an attempt to gather your full attention “it’s.. it’s real. if there’s one thing i’d ask you to trust in right now, it’s this. there’s some things i’d like to clarify.”

“please explain,” you practically plead, “i don’t know what to do with this information. i also.. don’t want to break up with you.”

“if you must come to that,” though he looks at you like he prays it won’t come to that. “it must be under the condition that you’ve hurt me instead. not because i’ve caused you hurt.” he lets go of you to sit down on his knees and at your feet.

“shouto, stand up—”

“i.. it’s true that i didn’t confess normally.” he starts off, ignoring your request. “i’ve liked you ever since we’ve became close friends. the moment i realized it, i assumed i was being obvious about my feelings, but kaminari betted that i wouldn’t have the courage to confess and.. someone would get to you first. i took that as a threat.”

you almost laugh at the idea of a jealous shouto, but you don’t— instead, letting out a strangled cough instead. “but i did not date you just because of a bet. i was challenged, but it was never a bet. it wasn’t a bet because there was no chance i’d never confess.”

you sniffle, bending down to be at his level. he reaches up to wipe his thumbs under your eyes— thumbs grazing at your cheekbones. “did you get anything in return? for winning?”

“i got you. that was all i needed.”

“i see..” you lean closer like you were going to whisper him a secret. but instead, you finally touch shouto by circling your arm around him— one arm wrapped around him, and the other flew to entangle your fingers in contrasting locks of hair.

“my drink became cold.” you mumble, rubbing his back when you feel him shake just as you did earlier.

he wraps strong arms around you, returning the affection.

“i’ll warm it up for you.”

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★彡 EXPLOSIVE HEARTS 彡★

pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem!reader

sypnosis: upon losing feelings for your boyfriend monoma, you start developing a new attraction towards the football team's quarterback. the only problem is, you two have never met. but that's where your bestest friends come in.

content: sm!au, college!au, quirkless!au, angst, fluff, swearing, a couple of kys jokes, best friend!shinsou, ex!monoma, strangers to lovers (??), probably ooc

status: ongoing (very inconsistent with updates i am so sorry)

tag list: open!! (if you want to be added, just ask)

PROFILES

we up to no good 🫦 (y/n's friends)

hot ppl + bakugou (bakugou's friends)

CHAPTERS

ONE. he dont want u either

TWO. i think that's an offense idk

THREE. undying love (written)

FOUR. new couple alert

FIVE. the ultimate rizzler

SIX.

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zanarkandskylines · 29 days

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Hello! I was wondering if I could request a balugou or Todoroki x reader helping reader grieve their father. Their father died unexpectedly, and even years later they haven’t processed grief a lot yet. Like some days they’ll be fine, then something will remind them of their dad, or randomly in the middle of the night they’ll cry when they realize they lost their father. If not, totally okay! Love your work so so much!

omg anon, absolutely! i (unfortunately) have a lot of feelings about grief and have no problem talking/writing about it as i find it therapeutic. i super appreciate the respectful approach and thank you for reading my work! supporting my little fleeting thoughts brings me more warmth than you know. 😭💗 i am gonna choose bakugo over the two of them since i don’t think i could do todoroki well enough, hope that’s okay!!

lost in the echo 『 ♡ 』 bakugo x fem!reader ⇢ it all happened so fast - one moment, your family is happy and healthy. the next? it's broken and in disarray, loss shattering your whole world. in a world of super heroes, people often forget just how painfully human they are when sickness strikes.

꒰ tags & content ꒱ heavy talks of grief (parent's passing), talks of self harm/substance abuse (drugs/alcohol), talks of cancer/illness & hospitals | major emotional hurt/comfort, eventual fluff, sprinkles of angst about being perceived while grieving, soft bakugo, reader’s best friends are bakugo and mina, bakugo’s secretly crushing on reader, “happy ending,” characters are 18+ ꒰ cross posted to ao3 | wc; -1.5k ꒱ -`✧ katsuki bakugo masterlist

☆ inspired by "neon grave" by dayseeker ☆

⋆ ˚ʚɞ — just a general note to please, please mind the tags for this fic. it's not dark content, per se, but it deals with heavy subject matter (descriptive self destructive habits & harm) and could be upsetting for some. much love for you all! ♡

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“This party sucks,” you whine, leaning on Mina’s shoulder. “Monoma’s drinks are weak as hell.”

Mina pats your head and exhales dramatically. “Might be time to call it a night, babe. It’s almost midnight, and they’re weak cause you’ve downed six cups.”

You roll your eyes. “Whatever.”

The two of you had been invited by some of the class 3B students to hang out in their dorms over the weekend, AKA drink and bullshit the night away. Months ago, you wouldn’t have been caught dead at any of these parties, but nowadays? You were looking for any way to silence the nagging voice in your head. Mina tagged along, mostly to keep an eye on you since none of your other classmates attended said parties. She’d been on her phone most of the night, texting and scrolling in the corner as you knocked back drinks.

“Who the fuck are you texting?” Your words came out acidic, but that wasn’t your intention. The alcohol was beginning to sink in, stirring the emotions in your chest. It was Russian Roulette, you never knew which one would be loaded in the chamber and ready to fire.

Mina clicked her tongue at your tone, raising her eyebrows. “Why do you care?”

Ah, that was code for “I’m texting Bakugo updates on how you’re doing because we’re worried for your wellbeing.”

Logically, you knew they just cared about you. You’d had a tough couple of months - nothing crazy, just that your dad fucking died and tragically lost his battle against cancer.

The news wasn’t easy to hear, let alone digest, the longer it sat with you back when your mom first broke the news. Cancer. One of the most gut churning words in any language. The sheer mention of the term is enough to make anyone’s hairs stand on end, especially when it’s applied to someone you love and care about.

Fluorescent orange bottles lined your kitchen counter back home, multitudes of medication prescribed to keep your dad in a haze while his body decayed. They taunted you, a constant reminder of the grim reality your family was stuck in. You’ve memorized the smell of the hospital, too - that faint stench of death mixed with cleaning supplies. Late nights in the glow of vending machines of the ER lobby and long days spent listening to nurses drone on about hope and miracles. They even had the gall to give you and your mom false hope, declaring he was in remission one week before he died.

You shake your head to rid yourself of the memories, pissed off that even in your buzzed state of mind, all of it was crystal clear. Mina gives you a quizzical stare, realizing that you haven’t heard hear her talking to you the last few minutes.

“We’re leaving,” she exclaims, grabbing your wrist. You tug it from her grasp and chug the rest of the drink in your hand, tossing the now empty cup to the floor.

“Fuck off, Mina! I know you’ve been talking with Katsuki all night. You two treat me like I’m a fragile little bitch!” You yell, waving your arms for dramatic effect. At this point, she’s used to your combative outbursts. She knows you’re grieving, but goddamn, she wanted to smack the shit out of you when you got like this.

“Suit yourself, I’m goin’ to bed.” And with that, she leaves.

Mina actually walks out and leaves you.

You storm to the door, throwing it open and pursuing her down the hallway of the Class B dorms.

“Minaaa!” You call after her, slurring the latter half of her name. She’s got her phone to her ear as she cocks her head to the side, acknowledging she heard you but isn’t listening.

You’re not proud of what you’re about to do.

Sprinting to catch up to her, you take the phone out of her hand from behind, the screen blinking the caller ID briefly - Bakugo. A sinister cackle escapes you while bringing the phone to your ear.

“Katsuki fuckin’ Bakugo. You and Mina are the fucking worst. Why can’t you just let me self destruct, huh?!” The rage bubbling in your guts was too strong to ignore. The metaphorical gun was loaded, and unfortunately for Bakugo, he was the target.

“You treat me like I’m some weak-ass bitch. Just ‘cause my dad fuckin’ died doesn’t mean shit! I’m not a goddamn child, Katsuki!” Your voice cracks over the word ‘child.’

“Treating me like a kid is rich coming from you, ya know. Hah!”

Mina attempts to grab the phone from you, but fails when you duck out of her reach, dancing down the hall away from her. Bakugo still hasn’t said a word back to you.

“The guy who treated sweet little Midoriya like shit for no reason, bullied him over a fuckin’ non-existent grudge. You’re the goddamn poster child of a shitty friend.”

“Y/N, ENOUGH!” Mina screeches, ripping the phone from your hand. She turns away from you while raising the phone to her ear once more.

“I’m sorry Baku-“ Mina’s interrupted by soft snivels. She could tell he tried to hide it - you made him cry.

“Hey, she’s just drunk and being an asshole. She doesn’t mean it,” she whispers. “Get to bed, I’ve kept you up long enough.” Mina hangs up the phone and turns her attention back to you. She doesn’t say a word - her eyes tell you how disappointed she is with your actions.

You quietly sulk behind her back to the Class A dorms, reveling in the guilt of your actions.

───

Monday comes along and you still haven't said two words to Bakugo. Admittedly, you're ashamed of yourself and don't have the courage to apologize right now. It wasn’t the first time you’ve gotten into a small tiff, it always goes back to normal. You’re sure this’ll pass and he’ll just talk to you again…right?

But he doesn’t.

Classes wrap for the day and he leaves homeroom without looking your way.

───

The silence in your dorm room is starting to drive you mad, not having a decent enough distraction for the endless loop of thoughts circling in your mind. You wander into the bathroom and lazily open your medicine cabinet. A set of translucent orange bottles occupied the bottom shelf - you’d taken them from home, stealing your dead dad’s various medications. A pang of guilt stabs you in the gut while you shuffle through them. You had zero idea what most of these pills even did, but if it got you high? Who fucking cares.

You’re about to dump a few in your hand when something stops you, dropping the tablets onto the floor.

What the fuck?

“Dad…?” You speak aloud, knowing full well how fucking insane you sound for thinking your father’s ghost smacked the medicine out of your hand. As expected, there is no response, just dead air. You scurry back to your bed, grabbing for your phone. Instinctively, you’re about to click Bakugo’s name when your eyes fall on the time: 11:56PM.

You call him anyways.

After a few rings, the line picks up and you hear shuffling before he verbally answers.

“…Hey.”

“Uhh, hi. Sorry for waking you.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Can you come to my room?”

There’s a pause.

“Yeah.”

“Thank you. Door's open.”

The line ends with a click.

A minute or two later, your dorm room door cracks open, Bakugo stepping inside and closing it quietly behind him. He hesitantly makes his way over to the bed and sits beside you.

“Y’okay?”

“I almost took some pills. Something stopped me, though and I didn’t.” Shame creeps through you as you're acknowledging the destructive behavior for the first time in months.

“…I’m glad you ditched ‘em.”

Another pause.

“I’m sorry for the other night.”

Bakugo inhales deeply before shifting his gaze to the floor. “Yeah. ‘S fine.”

Obviously, it was not fine.

“Katsuki, seriously. I’m sorry for being an asshole.” You place a hand on his shoulder. “I don’t deserve to have you here right now.”

He shakes his head. “Don’t say shit like that. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t wanna be.”

The two of you sit in silence for what feels like an eternity.

Bakugo speaks up first. “Why’d you call me over? Y’coulda told me about the pills over the phone.”

Your eyes begin to well with tears, overcome with emotions that you'd been withholding for too long.

"I miss my dad," You say between hiccupped sobs. "I don't know what to do...it fucking hurts."

Bakugo doesn't hesitate to pull you close, awkwardly throwing his arms around you. "I know."

Everything comes pouring out of you, every single emotion that you've shoved away into the imaginary closet in your head since the funeral. No matter how many times you tell him that he can leave, he doesn't. He stays with you the entire night, laying beside you as you cry yourself to sleep.

───

When you stir awake the next morning, Bakugo's arm is securely hooked around your waist as he's peacefully resting behind you. You give him a light shake to wake him up.

"Mornin'," he grunts, sleepily opening one eye. "How ya feelin'?"

Honestly? You felt...okay.

"Good, I think. Better than I have in awhile," you say, rolling over to face him. "Thank you. I'm sorry again for-"

Unexpectedly, his lips are on yours, silencing your apology. You let out a squeak before melting into the warmth he offers, tugging on your waist to pull you closer to him. He breaks the kiss long enough to mumble, “Forget about all that. Just shut up and kiss me, dammit.”

You can’t help but feel guilty about his affection, how you didn’t think you deserved it after treating him so horribly. All Bakugo wanted to do was be there for you when you pushed him, and Mina, away.

“But…why now?” You ask while pulling away, perplexed at how casual he’s being about all of this.

He just shakes his head, grin plastered on his smug face. “Cause I don’t like seein’ you cry. And Mina may or may not have blabbed about a certain drunken rant ya went on about me.”

What the hell was he…oh. Ohhhh.

Dammit Mina!

“What did she tell you?!” You blurt out, covering your face with your hands. Bakugo grabs your wrists, pulling your hands away from your flared cheeks as he laughs.

“She didn’t say shit, but now I wanna hear it.”

You smack him playfully in the arm, huffing as you turn over. He scoots up and lays his head behind yours on the pillow.

“I care about you, idiot. That’s why. Do I need another reason?”

You close your eyes, a smile settling on your lips as you grab his hand, moving back to snuggle closer to him.

“No. That’s good enough for me.”

The pain in your heart momentarily subsides and offers you a glimpse of hope.

Things will get easier, no matter how dark it is.

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