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bnha-more-like-bnh-gay · 3 years

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Rarepair headcanons because I am ignoring my problems

Serodeku:

Izuku reenacts the Spider-Man movies with Sero. Izuku is MJ. They also alternate being Spider-Man sometimes

They skate together

They get very protective when people call their boyfriend “plain”

They play dnd together

Sero tries to make sure that izuku gets some rest

They’re both kinda insecure, izuku more than sero, but still; and they make sure to reassure each other as often as possible

Sero likes listening to Izuku’s ramblings and finds them cute. He has told izuku this, only for the poor boy to imitate a tomato

After Izuku has been particularly reckless, Sero takes advantage of his quirk, wraps Izuku in bubble wrap, and tapes it there

Tokodeku:

Jocknerd bf and goth bf, we love to see it

Tokoyami teaches izuku how to sword fight

They start a dnd club at U.A.

Izuku talks to dark shadow a lot, Dark Shadow approves of him, and has claimed the spot of best man at their wedding

Izuku comes up with ideas to help Tokoyami gain control with Dark Shadow

Dark Shadow is very protective over Izuku, no matter how many times Tokoyami tells him that he can take care of himself, Dark Shadow will put himself between Izuku and any form of danger as often as possible

Dekoyama??? Aoyama/izuku:

Aoyama gives him makeovers, obviously

Aoyama drags izuku to the mall and tries to revamp some of his wardrobe, but he actually finds the “pants” and “flannel” type shirts cute

They help each other train their quirks

Aoyama is trilingual, and teaching izuku English and French.

Izuku always brings Aoyama home some new cheese

Y’all, I love them so much. There needs to be more aodeku content

Monoshinsou:

They have people watching dates. They come up with stories for the people they’re watching; their job, family, background, etc.

They judge people together

They call each other “love”

They’re both dramatic bastards, who will flop onto their lovers lap and proclaim their death due to a minor inconvenience

They jokingly sh*t-talk class A

Shinsou said “I love you” first, and it was because Monoma brought him coffee to class

Monoyama:

Like monoshinsou, they’re both dramatic bastards, who will flop onto their lovers lap and proclaim their death due to a minor inconvenience

They go shopping together and pick out the most dramatic pieces of clothing for each other

I love them so much, please 😭✋

They have tea parties every week, where they sh*t talk everyone else and gossip

They are both fancy bastards, and they wear the most exquisite outfits to go grocery shopping, and the outshine everyone

They both actually make clothing, they’ll go fabric shopping together. Gift exchanges are often articles of clothing that they’ve made for each other

Momomei:

They work on gear together!!!

Momo makes sure that mei gets some sleep

Mei helps redesign momo’s suit

They often work together with izuku to work in gear and such

They actually got together after izuku introduced them. He had been working on gear with mei, and studying with momo and he thought they’d hit it off. He was correct

Shintsuyu:

Dude they’d be so cute

Tsu is a vent gremlin, and you can’t change my mind. So she and shinsou will play a game where they try to find each other. Tsu is in the vent and shinsou is in the classrooms. Shinsou will try to find whichever vent she’s in, or she’ll find whichever classroom he’s in, in 20 minutes or less

I always headcanoned tsu as a dog person, so they’d have two cats and two dogs, and a bunny that they named Deku

They like comparing their friends to animals, hence the bunny, Deku

Kamideku:

Kaminari is a flirt, and izuku does n o t know how to handle it

Kaminari likes listening to izuku’s ramblings, and can keep up with them. He’ll ask questions on things too, and Izuku has never felt more appreciated

I don’t know why I feel like they’d have so many animals, but I do. They’d have so many, man. Three cats, two dogs, four sugar gliders, a hamster

Adhd power couple. They hyperfixated on complimentary things at the same time one time

Kaminari tutors izuku in English, and izuku turots kami in some other subjects. He’s also teaching kami JSL on the side. Kaminari has a live of languages

Momochako:

Study dates, Momo asks ochako to quiz her a lot

Ochako takes to floating momo’s things when she wants attention. Especially when Momo is studying. She makes a game out of how many things she can float until the other girl notices

Uraraka’s confidence does wonders for momo’s. Uraraka always makes sure to reassure momo that she is strong and that she can do this

Momo makes Uraraka whatever her heart desires. Uraraka blushes all the time, and momo takes great pride in getting her girlfriend to blush

Minatoru:

Mina clings to everyone, but especially to toru

They give each other stuffed animals so often. They’ll go to the store to get food, and come back with three stuffed animals that reminded them of each other

Please, they’re so cute 😭✋

They will play hide and seek, I stand by this.

Mina helps toru design a new costume. I hate hers, it’s horrible, and sexist, and not suitable for a fucking child

Toru says that pink is her favorite color

They flirt with each other all the time. Half the class thinks it’s cute, half of them used to think it was cute.

Iidamomo:

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, but study dates. they quiz each other, and it actually gets pretty competitive

They also have rage room dates. I will not budge on this. Iida tried to murder someone, and I am excited to see momo finally snap. She deserves it

They alternate paying for dates, don’t try me.

The go hiking a lot

They started liking each other after one late night, both having nightmares. Momo had tea, and offered some to Iida. They talked until the early hours of the morning

They can’t flirt. They try. But they’re horrible at it. They’ll compliment each other all day long, but they cannot flirt.

KIRIDEKU, MY BELOVED:

Y’all,,, y’all, I love them so much

They train together, obviously

They ran into each other one night in the common room after both having nightmares. They talked about middle school, how they were both bullied, izuku’s quirk coming in late, katsuki being abusive, kiri being bullied because his quirk wasn’t “cool.” After that, they were practically inseparable.

They started going on dates, not that either of them knew they were dates. The entire class knew, so did the teachers, so did the rest of U.A. Kirishima picked up on it first after a comment from Mina, he had is realization.

So, he started courting Izuku. Not thag izuku realized this. He brought him flowers on most ‘dates,’ he bought him hero action figures whenever he could, he complimented him until Izuku was red in the face (which was honestly very easy.) Still, izuku remained ignorant to the fact that he was indeed dating Kirishima.

The final tipping point, was due to Uraraka’s help. She was quite tired of watching the two of them pine for each other. It was amusing for the first couple months, watching Kirishima try so hard, and Deku being totally oblivious. However, she took pity on her friends after a while.

So, Uraraka devised a devilish plan to get the two together. She involved Mina, Sero, and kaminari in this plan. What was the plan, you ask? Oh, simply to trap the two in one room until they broke through izuku’s obliviousness.

Kirishima finally “straight” up admitted his feelings, to which Izuku had the sudden realization of “oh my gods, have we been dating this whole time??” Yes, Izuku. Yes you have.

They have two anniversaries after that.

Let’s be honest, they are really, annoyingly, horrifically lovey dovey. Kirishima brags about having “the manliest and bestest boyfriend in the world.” Izuku flaunts his many PowerPoint presentations on how talented and incredible Kirishima is

Uraraka doesn’t know if she did the right thing by helping them. She is so tired

Tsujirou:

Jirou makes playlists for tsu

The few sane ones in class A, I swear

They go on walks in the rain as often as they can

They go for dates in the bookstore too. They each pick out an album and a book for the other to listen to and read

Y’all, they make so much sense togetherrrrr, I’m love them 🥺

Jirou started liking tsu after the crew saved bakugou. Jirou sat with tsu after momo, Iida, kirishima, Todoroki, and izuku apologized and sat with her. They had movie night, and Jirou joined the Bakugou saving crew and tsu with taking well into the night. She just appreciated how much tsu cared

Tsu started liking Jirou after she helped Iida, momo, and izuku try to keep the class in order. She appreciated how diplomatic and calm she was

Jirou would talk to izuku all night long about how gay she was, and how adorable tsu was. So, izuku decided to try and suggest ways for Jirou to ask her out.

She did not end up getting to ask her out though, as Tsu walked up to her the next morning f and asked if she wanted to go on a date. Jirou said yes. Izuku cried

Izujirou:

They make playlists for each other

They go for runs on the beach a lot

They both have insomnia, and often spend time making blanket forts and talking, or FaceTiming and listening to music

Jirou walks into the common room once a week looking for new music. She started liking Izuku after he made a playlist for her for one of these occasions.

They’re both quite awkward when it comes to romance, but neither of them will shy away from facing the truth. So, Jirou made izuku a playlist filled with love songs that reminded her of him and sent it to him. Sadly, izuku is dense as hell.

So, then Jirou wrote a love song and told izuku that the song was for him. Sadly, izuku is dense as hell.

So, then Jirou write analysis about izuku’s quirk for him. Sadly, izuku is dense as hell

So, then, after thinking that Jirou had done so much for him, izuku made her a playlist filled with love songs. Jirou took this to mean that izuku had finally picked up on her feelings, and accepted them.

So, they started to go on dates. Not that izuku knew this, as he is dense as hell. All leading up to izuku finally confessing his feelings on one of their ‘dates,’ to which Jirou responded, “dude, we’re already dating? Aren’t we? I- I thought that was obvious??”

May this awkward couple be forever blessed

Tokoyama:

Goth/prep boyfriends, we love to see it

At least once a day, Aoyama will proclaim that Tokoyami “shines almost as bright as he does, in his fabulous emo way”

They sword fight, and come up with really dramatic scenarios and scenes that they’re in

They bond over being in the izucrew and their shared love of swords. Aoyama took fencing classes in middle school, and Tokoyami got into sword fighting after watching it in pirates of the Caribbean as a young child. He is self taught and watched countless videos on the art of sword fighting

Tokoyami asked Aoyama our by dramatically presenting him with a dagger and going “will you accompany me on a formal outing as my lover?”

Shinyama:

They flirt constantly

No really, it’s getting quite annoying. Someone please stop them.

They both plop down in random areas and proclaim their deaths, the difference between them, is that Aoyama will burst into shinsou’s room, and yell “love, I’ve been murdered. Mourn for me” while plopping down on shinsou’s lap. Shinsou can be found laying face down outside aoyama’s door, and when Aoyama goes to open the door, he just goes “I’ve been murdered.”

^^ one time, shinsou did a very fun Halloween prank for this, where he poured fake blood all over himself for Aoyama to find him an hour later, asleep.

Nap dates. Aoyama get glitter all over shinsou’s room

Iiyama:

Aoyama enjoys making Iida blush, obviously. But he takes joy in doing it specifically when class is about to start. Aizawa is tired of his shit

Here is how I think an iiyama conversation might go:

Aoyama: I ask for one thing in this relationship-

Iida: Aoyama, you know that’s a lie-

Aoyama: for my boyfriend to carry me around all day-

Iida: Aoyama, I cannot feasibly do this with class-

Aoyama: and I don’t think that’s too much to ask for 😤

Anyway, Aoyama got carried around all day that day, despite Iida’s blush and Aizawa’s eye twitch

Everyone in the izucrew is close, but Iida and Aoyama started to get close after Iida told the crew about Stain. Aoyama wanted Iida to know that he wasn’t alone, and that he wanted to help him. So he started packing extra cheese for lunch and giving it to Iida. Iida was very confused at first. But this was Aoyama trying to court him. This was only made apparent by momo and Jirou telling Iida that this was aoyama’s attempt at expressing romantic interest.

Aoyama flirts with everyone, that’s just who he is. But with Iida? Oh it was tenfold. The poor boy was red in the face constantly. Aoyama was a persistent little bugger too, following him around and calling him ‘mon amour’

Kirikamideku:

My dearest traffic light trio, I’m love them

They train together, and kiri and kami always appreciate izuku’s analysis snd ideas

Kiri falls even more in love with izuku and kaminari when they go off on rants. Izuku rants and kami can keep up with him so he asks questions about it. Kiri loves to watch his boyfriends go on rants, I don’t make the rules, but I do enforce them

They started to get closer after kami and kiri found bakugou causing a ptsd flashback (could be on purpose of an accident, up to the reader.) they stated with him and tried to talk him through it. After this, izuku started to tell them about having been a “late bloomer” and being bullied, etc. (I don’t know, man; I tend to over share after flashbacks and after panic attacks)

Izuku tutors them in several subjects, but kami tutors them in English. Kiri just falls in love with his smart boyfriends

Izuku is teaching kami JSL and kami is helping izuku with English and Italian (personal headcanon that Italian has been one of kami’s special interests) kiri loves to listen to them, and finds it relaxing and calming to hear them do this. When he has panic attacks, he’ll ask them to tutor each other in different languages

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shooting-stars-library · 2 years

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Summary: Sometimes, meddling friends can be helpful. Other times, it's unnecessary. Alternatively titled "Shout it from the Rooftops"

Notes: After a year, I finally finished this piece. Motivation is really hard to come by. But! It's finished, and while it may not be my best work, I like it, it's cute.

Cross-posted on AO3

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou/Fem!Reader (Slight side pairings: Mina Ashido/Eijiro Kirishima, Izuku Midoriya/Ochaco Uraraka (mentioned))

Genre: Fluff

Words: 1,137

Warnings: Language, Slight pining? Friends exposing each other's crushes

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“Yo, you guys have any updates on Bakugo and…” Hanta looked around the lunch room making sure the friend in question wasn’t around. “The girl he ‘doesn’t have a crush on?’” The two in question were suspiciously missing from the squad’s normal lunch table. A chorus of ‘no’s’ was the reply.

“Seriously? Not even you, Kirishima?”

“No, nothing.” The red-head shrugged. “Though he doesn’t tell me anything personal like that.”

“Bakugou isn’t really the sharing type, so I guess I’m not surprised,” Mina added thoughtfully.

“Well, what about you? (Y/N) hasn’t mentioned anything?” Denki questioned.

The pink girl shook her head. “No, not since she finally admitted to having a crush on him.”

“But wasn’t that like, a few months ago?”

“Man, if something doesn’t happen soon, we might have to step in.” Hanta sounds almost frustrated, and if the nods he received from his friends were any indication, he wasn’t alone.

“What are you idiots talking about?”

The students whipped their heads around to see the couple of the hour looking at them curiously. Well, the girl was curious, Katsuki looked more annoyed. However, since that was pretty much his default expression, nobody was worried about it.

“We were just wondering where you two had disappeared to.” Mina’s eyebrows rose suggestively.

“Oh! I was just asking Mr. Aizawa about the assignment. Katsuki was kind enough to wait for me.” She smiled at the boy next to her, who clicked his tongue.

“I just didn’t feel like going to lunch yet, idiot.” He turned his head, his cheeks slightly pink.

“So obvious,” Denki whispered to the others already sitting down. They nodded their heads in agreement. Unfortunately, he wasn’t quiet enough, as the explosive male still heard him.

“Oi! Shut the hell up!” If looks could kill, the one he gave them would have murdered them, cremated their bodies, then buried them six feet in the ground. They were used to his attitude at this point, however, so they simply started laughing, causing him to grit his teeth in frustration and embarrassment.

“What’s going on?” (Y/N) questioned, having missed Denki’s words, and thus was oblivious as to what the whole interaction was about.

“Nothing. Let’s just sit down and eat before we run out of time.”

She gave him a suspicious look before shrugging and doing as he said. More looks were exchanged between the members of the group, but the subject was dropped in favor of finishing their meals. The rest of the day went by fairly quickly. Nothing interesting occurred, especially concerning the “Bakusquad’s” OTP. On their way back to the dorms, the four discussed the lack of progress in their friends’ relationship. Katsuki and his “not-crush” had stayed behind, both of them having some tasks to finish before leaving for the day.

“Seriously, something needs to be done or those two will keep dancing around each other forever,” Denki groaned.

“Yeah. We’ve gotta, I don’t know, give them a push.”

“You got something in mind Sero?”

“No, nothing specific.”

“We could try a truth or dare situation?”

Eijirou spoke up. “Bakugou would never go for it.”

“We could try locking them in a closet?” Mina suggested.

“Maybe, but they could just break the door down.”

Denki threw his head back and groaned again. “Why is this so hard? Can’t we just tell them they like each other?”

“I’m not sure they’ll believe us.” Mina started to shake her head before pausing. A wide smile split her face and she started slapping Eijirou’s shoulder in excitement.

“Hey! What was that for?”

“I’ve just thought of a brilliant idea! What if we arrange it so that one of them hears the other admitting their feelings?”

“I don’t follow you?” Hanta, as well as the other two boys, sent her a confused look.

“Okay, let’s say you guys bring Bakugou down to the common room or something while she and I are there. I’ll get her to admit her feelings for him again, so he’ll hear it for himself. Then he’ll have to make a move!”

The boys thought about it for a moment, before grins broke out on their faces.

“That could actually work!” Denki nodded excitedly.

“Mina you are a genius. Just don’t hit me the next time you come up with a brilliant idea okay?”

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A while later, they were ready to put their plan into action. They had explained the situation to their classmates and had managed to clear out the common room so they could enact their scheme. Once the couple came in, the boys would pretend to pull Katsuki up to one of their rooms, but would secretly hide on the stairs to wait for the “big reveal”. At least, that was the plan.

When the couple came in, chatting away, the students rushed over to execute their plan.

"Bakugou!"

The girls called their other classmate over while the boys pulled Katsuki towards the stairs.

“Oi! What are you idiots doing?”

Someone gave some excuse about needing a group study session and they pulled the explosive male around the corner before covering his mouth to keep him quiet. He struggled for a bit before the girl’s conversation caught his attention.

“So, (Y/N),” Mina started, grinning. “Still have feelings for Bakugou?”

The teenager raised an eyebrow. “Why do you ask?”

“No particular reason, we just happened to be talking about people’s crushes when you came in.”

Tsuyu piped up. “Yeah, so far we know Ochaco has a crush on Deku-”

“C’mon Tsu! You don’t have to say it so loud!”

“Ochaco, everyone knows already. The only reason Deku doesn’t is because he’s too busy pining after you as well,” Toru teased, causing the other girl to blush and cover her face.

“...and Mina has a crush on Kiri-”

“And we were wondering if you still had a crush on Bakugou!” Mina glared at Tsuyu, though there wasn’t any heat in it.

“O…kay. Yeah, I still have feelings for him. In fact-”

“We’re dating now.”

Bakugou walked around the corner, having broken free from the boys, who looked as shocked as the girls.

“What!?”

“No fair, Bakugou has a girlfriend now?”

“Who asked who?”

Bakugou smirked. “I asked her. I made sure it was nice and romantic.”

His girlfriend rolled her eyes. “You shouted ‘Listen here you little shit. I have feelings for you and it’s about time you acknowledged them.’ From the roof.”

“It worked didn’t it!?”

Laughter filled the room, as well as congratulations.

“So manly!”

“Congrats Bakugou!”

“I’m so happy for you two!”

“Yeah yeah, whatever. Now leave us alone.” Bakugou grabbed his girlfriend’s hand and walked away. As they headed towards the stairs, (Y/N) turned around, a twinkle in her eye.

“By the way, you should totally ask Kiri out Mina!”

“Wait what?”

“(Y/N)!”

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whoneedssubtitles · 3 years

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too good☁️

part two of to be loved by bakugo

read more: series masterlist

pairing: bakugo x f!reader (indirectly), ft. bakusquad

genre: slice of life, fluff, canon universe

wc: 0.75k

author’s note: i’ve decided to turn my bakugo x reader pieces into a mini series so i hope you enjoy! lmk if there’s anything specific you want to happen :)

“Oh, this is too good.”

Mina’s head flung back as laughter erupted from her throat. Her hand grabbed hold on Denki’s shoulder to steady herself, not that it was much help though; his body shaking with laughter, he also seemed to enjoy the scene in front of him. Eyes squeezed shut, smile wide enough to reach their ears, you would’ve thought they just heard the best joke. And maybe this was in a way.

“Has Baby Bakugo gone soft?” Sero cooed, crouched in front of the open drawer containing Bakugo’s very thorough collection of romance manga. He ran his finger tips along the 23 volumes of Fruits Basket.

“Hey, be nice.” Kirshima pushed Sero’s hand away from the drawer, trying to close it. “He probably didn’t tell us because he knew you’d react like this.”

“Oh, relax. It’s just a little funny.” Mina rolled her eyes.

Denki shifted the weight in his legs, his arm wrapping around Mina’s waist. “You’re telling me you don’t find this the slightest bit amusing?”

“I actually find it relieving to know that there’s more to him than meets the eye.” Kirishima’s gaze shifted between the laughing pair as Mina reached up to wipe some happy tears from the corners of her eyes.

“Yeah, yeah. Beautiful speech, Kiri.” Sero yanked the drawer back open, squinting at the volumes. “A key to lock a drawer with manga? That seems almost too innocent.” He picked up a random volume, quickly flipping through the pages. “It’s Bakugo,” he said, “I was expecting some kind of detailed murder plot or something.”

“You know Bakugo wouldn’t plan something like that. If he wanted to kill someone, he’d just run up to them and do it,” Mina said once she steadied her breath.

Denki bared his gritted teeth, holding his free hand out. With his palm up, he created small sparks to mimic his friend. “Shut up and die!” And with his half decent Bakugo impression, Mina and Denki fell back into a fit of laughter.

Kirishima let out a breath as he stepped away from the drawer. “You’re reading too deep into it. He likes romance manga. Big deal.” He glanced at the clock on the wall. “You better wrap it up fast. He should be back in ten minutes or so.” His gaze followed Mina and Denki as they moved to sit in front of the open drawer, snatching and flipping through various volumes.

“Don’t break anything,” Kirishima mumbled as he slipped out of the dorm room, his feet carrying him down the hall—really just away from the crime scene.

Denki sat cross-legged, his elbows resting on his knees as he read the manga. His eyes quickly bounced around the page before he flipped to the next one.

“Kami, what’s that?” Mina pointed to a white rectangular paper resting on his thigh.

He shrugged. “I don’t know. A bookmark?” He picked it up, holding it closer to Mina. “It got in the way of my reading so I took it out.” His focus returned back to the drawings and dialogue bubbles.

“You idiot, that’s an envelope!” Sero snatched it from Denki’s hand, looking at it more closely, “Addressed to (y/n)?”

“I didn’t even know those two talked,” Denki said, not looking up from the page. “She seems too… normal for him.”

Mina tapped her finger against her chin for a moment, trying to remember something. “I saw them sitting outside together after dinner the other day, but it didn’t seem like anything special.”

Sero unfolded the letter, his eyes quickly scanning the messy handwriting he’s learned to decipher by now.

“Then again, Bakugo’s never done that with any of us before. Not even Kiri,” Mina continued. Her eyes widened. “You don’t think…”

“Bakugo crushing on (y/n)? I don’t think, I know.” Sero held out the love letter, pulling it back once Mina tried to grab for it. “We don’t need you blabbing to everyone about the specifics of the letter.” He pulled a small piece of tape from his elbow, sealing the envelope shut.

“Forget about me, I wanna give it to (y/n)!”

“It’s like you have a death wish.” Denki closed the manga and put it back inside the drawer. “I say we drop it off in her locker or leave it on her desk. Really, as long as Bakugo doesn’t see us, he won’t know we had anything to do with it.”

Mina turned to face Denki, squishing his cheeks in her pink hands. “Oh, Kami. That’s the smartest thing you’ve said all week!”

daydream masterlist.

#daydream #mha x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugo fluff #bakugo katsuki #bakugo x poc!reader #mha x poc!reader #mha fluff #kirishima x reader #sero x reader #mina x reader #denki x reader #bakugo x female reader #mha x female reader #bakugo hcs #mha hcs #bakugo fic

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zannadu · 3 years

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Now nobody asked for this but I’m going to do it anyway.

Includes: Katsuki Bakugou, Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Hanta Sero, and Mina Ashido

Warnings: fluff, mentions of sex, mentions of oral sex, kissing, and just dumb funny shit

MHA as Stoners

Katsuki Bakugou

It varies how fast he gets high, but his favorite way to smoke is with a simple joint

Okay this man will refuse to do any at first

But eventually will give in after the rest of the Bakusquad convinces him

(Though he will say “whatever I’ll do it”)

After the first smoke sesh with the squad he began to enjoy it more so he now does it more often.

If you are with him, he will either have a hard time being around her or will want to be next to you the whole time.

If you hold him he will act nonchalant but inside he will be exploding (no pun intended)

He will do his best to cuddle without making you uncomfortable.

He will get the munchies bad and insist you come with him to get more snacks every thirty minutes

He is much more open with his feelings and willing to talk more without yelling

He calms down a lot

He will show much more affection to you around people than he normally does.

Cuddling, kissing, squeezing, biting the whole PDA shabang.

He will not give two shits what everyone else thinks.

And when he finally has you alone, that’s when it gets a little hot and heavy. 👀

And he doesn’t even mean to.

Not that you’re complaining. ✌️

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Katsuki’s hands snaked their way around your waist and his face found a home in the crook of your neck.

“You know, if you want to cuddle, you could just say so,” you stated, resting your hand on his locked arms. He let out a soft groan against your skin. His breathing was slow and his eyes foggy. He squeezed you tighter and moved his hands to intertwine them with yours. His heavy eyes looked up and around the room meeting with everyone else’s eyes.

“You're touchy tonight,” Sero snickered, taking another hit off the joint that currently sat, squished in between his fingers.

Katsuki did nothing but roll his eyes and squeezed your fingers. He placed his mouth closer to your ear, his breath just tickling your ear lobe. Suddenly his teeth began to nibble on your ear, sending shivers down your arms, evident with the goosebumps now arise on your delicate skin.

“What do you say that we go to my room, I want you, ” his voice was low and husky. His fingers released from yours and fiddled the hem of your clothing and caressed your soft skin. His teeth began to but harder, causing you to gasp. He then continued to nibble slowly moving to your neck. How could you say no?

Eijiro Kirishima

It doesn't take very much to get him high so his favorite way to smoke is with a dab pen

Now usually this baby boy is sweet and manly

But when he's been smoking he gets VERY hungry

Like he will eat the entire kitchen.

He will space out a lot but will still listen to you if you're trying to talk to him

(or he will try to)

“Wait, what did you say?”

He isn't afraid of PDA either however he will wait till he's in private with you.

(as he should, he's respectful)

You might need to help him to his room

And try not to let him hug you until you're in bed because he will NOT let go until morning.

He is very sentimental and will give the BEST advice

“Babe, will you come to get food with me please🥺?”

“Kiri, you have a whole pint of ice cream, three bags of chips, AND meat buns. You don't need anything else😂”

He would pout omg.

He would fall asleep if you play with his hair in an instant

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Kirishima laid in your lap, and you picked up each piece of his hair and gently let it fall. He had showered and decided on no gel, therefore his hair is silky soft.

“Babe, why did you let me eat so much?” he groaned looking up at you. All you could do was laugh, being high just made everything funnier. He began to pout which ceased your laughter.

“I tried to stop you, but you wouldn't listen, ” you almost began to laugh again. He groaned and held his stomach.

“Next time, don't let me eat so much, ” he squeezed his eyes so much. You continued playing with his hair and smiled at the tired boy.

His eyes began to close and he looked up at you and soon he was out cold.

Denki Kaminari

His favorite way to smoke it with a pipe. Just makes him feel cool and the glass is trippy

Denki is usually very goofy and doesn't take things seriously, but when he's high he gets very philosophical

Like this man will talk about how space is so big and how a fish finds its way home.

Anything that will make you question your existence

He won't even realize what he's talking about until he looks at the rest of the group who is just starting wide-eyed and thinking about their whole existence on earth.

For some reason, he seems smarter than he lets people believe.

If he's with you he will be resting his head in your lap

He will have deep conversations sigh you

He will unknowingly rub small circles on your thighs while he's lost in thought💕

Continues to pick on Bakugou and how he's much different stoned

Usually wants alone time with you afterward, he feels safer when you sleep with him

He likes to be the little spoon

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Denki sat on the bed and leaned against the wall. His eyes studied the ceiling, his mouth slightly agape in a soft smile as he got even more lost in his thoughts. His eyes were almost entirely closed. The hushed murders from the other teens seemed to entirely disappear. The soft music that was also playing just took his mind further into the abyss.

“Hey do you guys think it's crazy that one muscle in your body is the reason you are alive, and if it just decides to quit one day you will just topple over and die?” Denki continued to stare up at the ceiling. The entire room went silent, the only noise was the light music.

“Dude what the fuck, ” sero looked at home from down on the floor. Denki shifted his head to look at the rest of the gang who were all just staring at him.

“What, I'm just saying, ” he shrugged his shoulders. You just looked at him and laughed. That was the most random thing to say and he probably would do it again soon.

“C’mon baby let's get you to bed, ” you grabbed his hand and went out of the room making sure to say goodnight to everyone. One thing was for sure, Denki could not WAIT to be cuddled.

Sero Hanta

This man's the og stoner and will hit a bong over everything else.

When Sero is stoned he makes sure everyone else is having fun

He makes sure everyone is comfortable with what they are doing

If someone doesn't know how to do something, like hit a bong, he will gladly show them

He is a weed mom

The best kind of mom honestly

If someone is paranoid or worried about an adult finding out or getting in trouble, he will try his darn hardest to calm them down

Has the necessities

Carries gum, eye drops, perfume or cologne on him at all times.

Has a pipe on him always

Provides the goods 🌿

Now let me tell you, this man gets HELLA horny when he's stoned

If everyone is settled in and comfortable he will turn his attention to you.

He doesn't even hide it.

“Mi amor, you look beautiful right now”

He will make you so flustered you will have to leave the room.

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“Sero, what are you doing?” you ask as me scoots over to you across the floor. You can't help but laugh. The cheesy grin on his face was everything at the moment. It seemed like you were the only two in the room.

“Just coming over to check on you, mi amor, ”he purred as he placed his finger under your chin to make you look into his eyes. His eyelids were heavy, the red tint covered by a foggy gloss, just made him that much hotter. He blinked slowly and began to inch closer to your lips.

“Sero, ” you breathed out right before gently placed his lips on yours, moving to pull your body impossibly closer to his. His lips worked over yours as you found your rhythm. He pulled away looking up at your eyes from your lips.

He leaned forward again, this time next to your ear so no one else could hear but you.

“I can't wait till everyone leaves so I can finally find out how good you taste.”

Mina Ashido

This girl's favorite way to smoke is a simple joint

She is great at rolling

(cuz she's good with her fingers if you know what I mean)

She is definitely in charge of the music and the vibes it puts off

But will also try and get everyone to go out and do stuff like getting food or to annoy Aizawa.

She also is the person laughing the most

She will laugh at literally anything

Kirishima making jokes about food or how hungry he is, Denki just acting dumb, or getting a rise outta Bakugou, whatever it is she will be laughing

This girl is part of the alphabet mafia and you can't change my mind🏳️‍🌈

Now she's is a cutie when it comes to relationships

She won't act inappropriately in front of everyone else out of respect for you

However, when she gets you alone that's a whole other story

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“C’mon y/n, let's go to my room. I have something to show you, ” Mina smirked at you and squeezed your hand in hers. You had no other choice to follow her as you were already headed out of Sero’s room and straight to her room. You didn't even get a chance to say goodbye to everyone.

You finally made it to her room and she closed the door behind you.

“What did you want to show me?” you asked sitting on her bed. You look around the very pink room and back to her standing in front of you. Mina looked you up and down and reached out to grab your cheeks gently with her hands. She leaned down and kissed you gently, working for her hands down to the hem of your shirt, eager to get it off. Her eyes glazed over and watched your every movement as you striped your clothes. Her fingers grazed over the sides of your arms and you went back in for a kiss. She pushed you farther back onto the bed, straddling her legs around your waist.

“This is going to be fun, ” she said breathlessly and pulled you in yet again for another lustful kiss.

Asks are open!!! This is my first official post on here, advice would be fantastic, or if you have any ideas that would be awesome! Thank you for reading😁❤️

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thembo-for-anime · 4 years

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Hii im back with a request:) what about bakugou getting hit with a quirk that makes him REALLY clingy and soft like- omf THAT WOULD BE SO CUTE. It would be fun if he would be clingy and the bakusquad seeing it and being confused af

GROUCHY

A/N: I may have written two pieces because I just couldn’t stop typing with this idea. First is head canons with the entire Bakusquad and the second is a short one shot with just you and Bakugo.

Pairings: Bakugo x Reader

Wordcount: 1.1k

Warnings: none! just fluff and some PDA

usually getting hit with a villain’s quirk wasn’t that much of a problem for Bakugo since they usually wore off after he knocks them out

but this one seemed to have some residual effects

this frustrated him because he wanted to be in control of himself at all times

it didn’t help that he had already agreed to hang out with the Bakusquad and you after patrol

so he had to show up and be as discreet about the side effects as possible

ten minutes into hanging out and he decides he absolutely hates it with a burning passion

he hates how every part of his body is craving to reach out and touch you

how uncomfortable it felt to keep his hands by his sides

to keep himself away from you

being clingy was one of the things he found annoying so the fact he’s exhibiting those traits makes him want to strangle himself

of course you wouldn’t mind but he couldn’t help but doubt himself

not to mention the Bakusquad was around and he wasn’t going to be soft in front of them

he’s gotta keep his cool image

that no one believes he has but just let him think it

this caused him to become extremely irritated

more so than usual

and E V E R Y O N E noticed

they thought that maybe he just had a bad patrol so they tried cheering him up

he would just scoff and roll his eyes, trying to keep them off of you

trying to keep his mind off of you

but nothing was working

his skin started to feel prickly and he just wanted to hold you so bad

it actually started to physically hurt him to not touch you

so when you reach back to hold his hand he practically melts into a puddle

all the resolve he had from before leaves his body

so much for trying to keep it in control

says a mental “fuck it” before he pulls you back into his arms and holds onto you like you’re a life line

“Ack- Katsuki are you okay?”

although since you were buried in his chest it probably sounded like a jumble of sounds

“I just- I need to hold you”

buries his head in the crook of your neck and lets out a big sigh of relief

the feeling of you against him washes away the prickly uncomfortable sensation which only encourages him to hold onto you more

THIS MAKES YOU MELT

he’s not really one to tell you things like that unprompted or show big PDA

especially with friends around, who most definitely could see/hear you

after a bit of time you go to pull away but he mumbles something about how he’s not done

your face starts getting a bit flush with the increasing awareness of the fact that most of your friends have turned back to see why you two stopped so suddenly

but he just pouts as you try to wiggle out of his loving embrace

YEAH ACTUALLY POUTING

“Baby, we’re still out with our friends”

“I don’t care about them, I just want you”

GOD THIS MAN-

Kirishima would have to help pry him off of you

this makes Bakugo whine and reach for you again

GRABBY HANDS GRABBY HANDS GRABBY HAN-

Mina is taking so many videos for later because they’d surely NEVER see him like this again and she needed to savor this moment forever

Sero and Denki are just laughing their asses off at his antics

“Pft- holy crap what happened to the Big Bad Bakugo?!”

“AHHAH I don’t know -wheeze- mans pride really said gn streaks”

“SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU BEFORE I KILL YOU!”

but his threats are emptier than Mineta’s head a crushed soda can :)

defo holds you from behind with his head on your shoulder while he yells at them

Mina pats him on the head and says “Aww I think it’s cute Bakugo”

HOMEBOY CLOSES HIS EYES AND HUMS BEFORE HE REALIZES WHAT HE’S DONE

everyone slowly realizes that this is their one opportunity to give Bakugo all their love and affection without him murdering them

cue everyone hugging onto him and he’s too content to really yell at them

he’d still pretend to be grumpy about it just because he’s desperately trying to hold onto his cool guy image

eventually you all come up with a system to keep Bakugo happy while y’all hang out

he latches onto one person until they get tired then trade off with the next

“It’s like taking care of a baby”

“I’M NO BABY!”

I HAD TO WRITE OUT AN ENTIRELY DIFFERENT SCENE WITH JUST YOU AND BAKUGO BECAUSE I COULDN’T GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD

“Fuckin-” You’re caught off guard by Bakugo’s cursing as he slams open the front door a bit too harshly. A slight cracking noise from the wall seemed to irritate him even more causing the vein on his forehead to strain under his skin. “Just perfect,” he mutters bitterly to himself.

“Katsuki is everything alright?” you ask, concern slipping into your voice as you get up from the couch.

Growling he walks past you. “Everything is just peachy,” he says through gritted teeth before moving towards the kitchen.

Letting out a small laugh, you stroll up to his back—which refused to turn around so that you couldn’t see his face—before wrapping your arms around his torso. “Somebody’s grouchy,” you remark before kissing between his shoulder blades.

Your embrace was warm and inviting, everything Bakugo had been trying to avoid. With that stupid villain’s quirk he wasn’t sure how it was going to effect him. An emotional manipulation quirk, it was explained to him later, that allowed that stupid villain to give or take away emotions. He was worried that it might cause him to do something that would’ve hurt you. That’s why he tried to keep his distance. But it was so hard with how understanding you were, how you always wanted to talk things out if there was a problem, how you always tried to understand what he really meant to say instead of taking the brash words that flew from his mouth at face value. He honestly didn’t even deserve you.

Now usually at this point, Bakugo would throw out some comment about how he’s perfectly fine or even that it was you who was the one that was grouchy, but for the moment he stayed silent.

In fact, he stopped his movement completely which started to worry you. That is until he leaned back into your hold and brought your hand up to his mouth, giving it a gentle kiss. “Katsu are you okay?” you ask before he finally turns around, his hold on your hand replaced quickly by the other.

“Yeah I just...I got hit by some dumbass villain's stupid quirk and…” he trails off mumbling something into your palm that you couldn’t quite make out.

“What was that?”

Your question seems to agitate him even more, causing his cheeks to flush a deeper red. “I said it’s making me feel...needy,” he answers, almost sounding disgusted by himself. You can’t help the laugh that slips from your mouth at his confession. “Are you making fun of me?!” he growls.

“No baby, I- pft, no it’s just, you’re making it sound like it’s the end of the world,” you say looking up at him with an amused smile.

He grumbles as he crosses his arms, before immediately becoming uncomfortable from the lack of contact. “It’s just- It’s so uncool,” he mutters before you reach for his arms. He lets you uncross them—almost gladly— as you rewrap them around yourself. Letting out a sigh of relief, he settles his hand below the hem of your shirt and starts rubbing his thumb up and down against the now visible skin of your torso.

“Katsuki look at me,” you say, threading your hands through his hair. Almost absentmindedly, he leans his head into your hand and looks up at you with the gentlest gaze you’ve ever seen. One that held no trace of irritation in his normally intense stare, no cocky grin, just a look of pure unadulterated affection. “I love you for you, okay? No quirk could ever make me love you less. Is that understood?” you ask, raising an eyebrow.

He nods his head slowly before whispering something you would’ve missed had you two not been standing so close together.

“Can you say it again?”

You take a moment to understand what he’s asking, but once you do you comply with his request. Bringing both hands to rest on his cheeks you repeat yourself, “I love you.”

“Again.”

Letting out a small laugh, you bring him into a soft kiss before pulling back so that you could rest your forehead on his. “I love you Katsuki, with all my heart.”

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the-angriestpineapple · 4 years

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liability // villain!sero hanta x femreader

Rating: Explicit Characters: (Villain) Sero Hanta Inspiration: My piece for the Citrus Dome Discord server’s Hero/Villain Redemption Collaboration. Okay listen, I love Sero Hanta and this boy does not nearly get enough credit for what a good boy he is. Get ready to thirst for a tape dispenser folks. Prompt: You’re captured by a villain/hero. This is a double whammy! The character you pick must be written with the opposite alignment. So, if they are heroes, they must be portrayed as villains. If they are villains, they must be depicted as heroes. On top of that, you (reader) or they must try and corrupt or redeem the other character! Tags: Villain!Sero Hanta, bondage, shibari, overstimulation, oral, vaginal sex, abuse, talk of sexual assault. (The last two are not Sero and only last like, a paragraph or two.) Word Count: ~6.4k Collab Masterlist here

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The museum was dead silent with the exception of your brush making slow, careful strokes on the painting you were working on. Of course, it was expected that it was dead silent. You were at work near in the middle of the night. It wasn��t that the restoration department was noisy during the day, but there was always some sort of audio. Someone talking, other people working, someone sipping tea. And for this specific piece, you wanted absolute silence to concentrate. Not even music. Dead silence. It was the first time you’d found a piece by your absolute favorite artist and you had begged to be the one to restore it. But in order to concentrate as much as you felt you needed to, there had to be no noise. So you’d gotten permission to stay late, after the museum closed. And you were grateful. This was going to be the absolute highlight of your career. You pause to dip your brush into the specialty varnish remover and hear a noise. You pause, and glance at the clock. It wasn’t time for the security guard to make the rounds. You immediately feel on edge. No one else is supposed to be here. Maybe… maybe something just fell over in the artifact room. You grab your cell phone, trying not to think about how utterly impossible that is, and turn on your flashlight app. You exit your offices in the restoration department and head to the next door, where the artifacts not currently on display are held. It’s possible that the security guard made rounds early. Likely more possible than something falling over. Especially since the door to the artifact room is ajar. You’d go in, see the guard, and then maybe it was time to head home. You make it only a handful of steps in before you hear something that sounds vaguely familiar, and you’re quickly wrapped in some kind of tape. You immediately struggle but lose your balance, falling to the ground. Your phone skids away from you and slides directly under a shelf. You stare at the spot in dismay and when someone speaks up behind you, you freeze at the voice.

“Hm. This won’t do. Intel said there’s only one security guard and I already took care of him.” A booted foot pushes on your bound torso to roll you over. You look up, and your captor’s eyes widen the same time that yours does. He breathes out your name in surprise. Immediate glee rises in you. He recognizes you. Sero Hanta, love of your life from middle school, recognizes you all these years later. But that giddy schoolgirl elation is shoved down when you remember that he’s a villain and is obviously here to steal from your museum. His mouth curls into a grin just as yours falls to a frown. “What are you doing here, Sero?” Not that you don’t already know. Your museum might not be the Tokyo National Museum, but it held some pretty priceless artifacts. “I would think that’s obvious, if you recognize me. How have you been?” His head tilts to the side and your frown deepens. “You look good.” I look good? Part of you feels your heart skip at the compliment. Part of you flares up in indignation, wondering how he has the absolute gall to say that to you when you’re bound from shoulders to hips in tape, on the floor of your place of work that he’s about to rob. Though if you’re behind completely honest, he looks good too. You’d always been partial to his angular face and wide smile, but now he had lean, powerful looking muscles. His hair was still long but pulled back, and the underside of his head shaved. His outfit was a parody on his hero costume, a skin-tight body suit of mostly black with white and yellow accents. He didn’t wear a helmet anymore, but did have a black face mask. Like the kind you wore when you were sick. He had an air of confidence around him that was undeniably attractive. But you guessed that one would become a bit arrogant with as many successful heists as he’s pulled off. He’d never been caught once, even though he had former classmates that were specifically looking to take him down. And now here you were, throwing a wrench in and possibly fucking it all up. As far as you knew Sero had never actually murdered anyone, but there had been a lot of thefts with no witnesses. What if there were, and he just disposed of them? What if he did that to you? Your breath catches in your throat, and you flinch away from him when he crouches down. He still has that grin on his face. “So, if you don’t mind, I’ll get back to it and figure out what I’m gonna do with you later.” He taps your nose and rises again. “You’re just going to leave me here on the floor taped up like this?!” You start to struggle again, but his tape is strong. You can barely move. “Afraid so,” he says with a sympathetic look. “This is an important heist, and I can’t have you fucking it up for me.” He starts perusing the various artwork. You’re not sure if he is looking for something in particular, since right now he looks more like he’s shopping than about to rob the place. You watch his movements carefully, cataloging all the pieces he touches. At least, that’s what you want to pretend you’re doing. You know that you’re watching the fluid motion of his muscles through his skin tight costume. The way his eyes light up at a particularly valuable piece. The wide, friendly smile that you remember from middle school is surely under that black mask. He’d been playfully teased by your classmates for that smile, but it had always made your heart flutter. Despite his looking, Sero doesn’t seem to be finding anything of interest. He’d even picked up some very expensive pieces before putting them back down. It doesn’t take long for your curiosity to get the better of you. “Um, are you looking for something in particular?” Sero looks at you with an expression of mild surprise. It’s only a split second though before the confident grin is back on. “Why, you willing to help me out?” His eyebrow raises and you flush a little. “Of course not,” you fire back immediately. You’re just curious if he is looking for a certain item. There’s a few things that he can think of that he might be looking for. But Sero hasn’t turned away from you. “You know, for a small museum this is a rather large room. You might just be useful to me.” He only now shifts back to continue to peruse through the paintings. “I am looking for a piece in particular, as you said. The original Hinakuawa pond painting. I saw that it was taken off display.” It’s a good thing he’d turned away from you, because he missed the moment of your eyes widening before you forced a neutral face. That painting was taken off display because it was on loan to another museum, one hours from here. “Ah. Lotus Daydream. Yes, that painting is kept in this room when it is not on display.” Luckily the bulk of your artwork was flat pieces, so this was the largest storeroom. Maybe you could keep Sero distracted while he searched for a painting that wasn’t there, until your security guard woke up and signaled the police – and the heroes – to come save you. It was as good of a plan as any, and considering your current predicament… the only plan you really had. He glances at you when you don’t willingly point out where it is, then shrugs and keeps looking himself. He doesn’t seem inclined to keep talking. The silence gets to you after a few minutes. “So, um… it’s been a long time. I… see you on the news a lot.” You wince inwardly. What a stupid start. But Sero doesn’t seem to think so apparently. He gives you a side smirk. “Yeah? You watching me on the news?” The teasing in his tone was obvious and you flush again. “You’re on it a lot, to be fair.” Which wasn’t incorrect. Sero Hanta was on the news a few times a week with another successful theft. He infuriated the police and the heroes, especially the ones who used to be his friends. “What can I say, I’m good at what I do.” He winks at you and turns back to examining the artwork. I bet you are. The thought comes immediately, and your breath catches for a moment. It’s almost funny. The Sero you knew, that you had been hopelessly in love with, had been awkward. He smiled a lot, and he was laid back, but he didn’t have this confidence that seemed to be oozing out of this Sero. Your Sero had been lanky. Long-limbed and almost spider like. But his kindness and thoughtfulness had been what made you fall first. You had also been awkward, and very quiet. You didn’t even know if he’d known who you were. You’d been partnered with him for an English project once and you’d barely been able to communicate with him for it in person. He’d been so sweet and patient. And now… now he was the most notorious thief in Japan. With the body of a god and confidence of a rock star. It makes you squirm a little in your restraints. “And you, I didn’t expect to find anyone here, much less someone like you. Is it normal for you to work this late?” You know it’s probably just him trying to case the museum, to see where he made an error, but you shake your head anyway. “No, I was working on a piece that is very important to me.” You see an eyebrow raise, and hurry to continue. “Not Lotus Daydream. It’s another artist, one much smaller. It does not have a lot of monetary value, but he’s my favorite painter.” You get a soft look on your face when you think about it. Sero gives a tiny, indulgent smile. “Sounds important to you.” “Yeah, it is.” “Any particular reason?” Hm. You can’t think of a good reason why he would ask that question to benefit him. And telling a story is going to take up time. You look away from Sero, focusing instead on an old painting of a rice paddy in the corner. “Well… I didn’t have a lot of contact with my father when I was younger. It wasn’t until I was in high school that I was able to talk to him at all. My mother hated him, and hated that I was just like him, so she kept me from him while telling me that he didn’t want to see me.” It didn’t bother you anymore. It did back then, but you now had good relationships with both of your parents. You’d forgiven your mother long ago. “My father is an art collector. Talking to him got me interested in it too, and my interest and skills landed me in an art restoration career.” You pause, looking up at Sero. He’s looking at you curiously. “That artist had a small exhibit near his house, and that was where my father took me as an outing the first time I’d seen him since I was five.” Sero tilts his head slightly as he digests this information. “Oh. Yeah, I can see why that’s important to you. So you didn’t have an interest in art in middle school? I always saw that you were reading, but I never saw what.” He leans against a glass case, now more focused on you than what he’s looking for. “No. I, um, I wasn’t very outgoing. I preferred to be in the back of the room with a book. I wasn’t teased or anything like that, and I was more or less happy. I just didn’t know how to talk to my classmates the way the popular kids did.” You give a small, wry chuckle. “It was even worse when it came to you, since I liked you.” What??? Your eyes shoot wide just as one of Sero’s brows raise. “You liked me?” He pulls his face mask down and now you can see as his wide mouth curls up into a grin. As much as you don’t want to dive into this topic, you do notice that all of his attention is now on you instead of the artwork surrounding you both. So you decide to play it up a little. You lower your eyes for a moment before shyly looking up at him through your lashes and nodding. You still did, if you were being entirely honest, despite his criminal record. His grin widens even more and he pushes off the case, sauntering over to where you’re sitting. One elbow crooks and he shoots tape at the ceiling. It sticks around a beam and holds, and he tears it from his elbow only to shoot another from the other one. You’re silent as he hoists you up to a standing position and adheres the pieces to the tape on your back. Keeping you there on your tip toes, off the floor just enough that you couldn’t put your feet flat on the ground. “And you didn’t say anything back then? I would have been thrilled to know that you felt that way.” Your breath hitches. Really? Had you wasted your chance back then? And is that what you’re going to think about right now when he’s here in the middle of the night attempting to rob your museum? But Sero’s moving in closer, and your eyes widen fractionally as your toes scramble a bit in an effort to back up. He notices and smirks. “And how about now? Is what I do a turn off?” His eyes are staring into yours, his voice dropping low. “Or… is it a turn on?” Your breath hitches, and your heart is beating so hard you’re sure he can hear it. He’s so close, and you can’t get away. Though… you know that you really don’t want to. He exhales slowly, his breath ghosting over your lips, before he closes the distance between your mouths. His lips are thin and slightly chapped, but he obviously knows what he’s doing. His mouth moves slowly, almost teasingly as he coaxes your mouth to move with his. He presses in closer to place one hand on the middle of your back and slide down to the small. You aren’t sure what exactly it is – the fact that you’re bound, the fact that you’re at your job, the fact that you liked him, the fact that he’s a criminal, or maybe all of them – but this is the most amazing kiss you’ve had in a while. If ever. There is the beginning of a knot of heat in your core as his tongue licks your lower lip, your mouth immediately opening to allow him entrance. You whimper slightly into the kiss, the noise turning into a soft whine when he pulls away from you. You open your eyes to see him smirking down at you. He’s still holding your body pressed to his, and you can easily feel without your hands how firm his muscles are. How strong he is. He has to be, really, to be able to swing around on his tape as fluidly as he does. But Sero had always been strong. You remember seeing him in the Sports Festival back when he went to UA High School, remember him during the cavalry battle. How he had easily caught a young Ground Zero in mid air with one arm and tossed him back on top of their group. You’d had that in your mind for months after the fact. “I guess it’s a turn on,” he murmurs, one hand going up to tuck an errant strand of hair behind your ear. “So now the real question is… how much of a turn on is it?” He leans close, his voice dropping to a low whisper. “You gonna let me get into that dress? I’d like to know what you taste like.” Your breath hitches, a shiver going down your spine. You want it, so fucking badly, but are you bold enough to let him? Well, it’s not like you have much of a choice, you reason with yourself. Sure, it’s probable that he won’t touch you if you say no, but you’re bound. Helpless. At his mercy. You hold your breath as he pulls back just far enough to look into your eyes, and you give the slightest nod on the exhale. His mouth curls into another smirk and he lets you go to back away. You look at him in confusion until he shoots more tape at the ceiling – two strands, that he attaches to your ankles and uses to keep your legs yanked into the air. Your dress hikes up to your hips when he pushes your thighs up and ties his tape to each one. This leaves you splayed open, suspended in front of him. On display for his dark eyes to rove over. He steps close to you again, both hands running on the outside of your thighs until they reach your hips. Then he moves to his knees to put himself at face level with your core. “Mm. Already wet for me, I see,” he says in a husky, teasing tone. Before you can formulate a quippy answer the hands on your hips dig in and he pulls your forward to his mouth. His wide, flat tongue licks up your damp panties and your breath is ripped from your lungs. He lets out a pleasurable groan. “Delicious. Just like I thought. But I’m sure it’d be better without these in the way.” Sero hooks his thumb into your panties and pulls them to the side before repeating his tongue drag. This time it pulls a strangled moan from you. He lets out another groan in response and pulls back just enough to look at you from between your legs. “That’s it, make more of those noises for me.” And he pulls you back in. You’d had oral sex before, sure. Roughly half of the guys you dated did it, and a decent number of them enjoyed it. It had always astounded you how much a guy wanted your mouth on his dick but didn’t want to return the favor. Sero Hanta, on the other hand, ate you like he was starving and you were the most decedant thing he’d ever tasted. His hands kept you pressed tightly to his face to the point that you’d probably be concerned for his ability to breathe if you could string a thought together. He seems like he’s everywhere at once. His tongue lapping up your sex before dipping inside of it, back out to drag up and circle your clit. Now and then he’d suck or gently bit it, causing a sharp increase in the moans he was pulling out of you. He had you strung up in a way that you really could only see the top of his head as he worked you over, so you could never quite tell what was coming next. You let out a noise of surprise that tapers into a moan when his first finger breaches you. “Look at you,” he breathes as he presses kisses to the insides of your thighs. “Opening right up for me.” He leans back far enough to be able to catch your eyes. “Such a good girl.” He curls his long, dexterous finger up to press against the small, spongy spot inside you that has you bucking in your restraints. He grins. Sero knows exactly what he’s doing. He slides his finger out only to press two back in as he leans forward. “Cum for me, babe?” he breathes out across your sex before wrapping his lips back around your clit. The sucking sensation coupled with the press against that spot inside you has you crying out and coming apart around him. He rolls his fingers as you ride through it while gently licking at your clit, your hips jerking and trying to get away from the over-stimulation. You’re slightly dazed as he rises up, grabbing your hips again and pressing his bulge into your soaked folds. Despite how sensitive you are, you can’t help but buck back into him. “Can I use your mouth, babe?” He tilts his head slightly, grinning when you enthusiastically nod your consent. You can’t quite find words, so… body language. Sero pulls a blade out from somewhere around his hip and cuts the tape to let your legs down. More tape shoots off, more tape is cut, you don’t really have the capacity to follow what he’s doing. Then you’re being moved. Sero tilts you forward until your face is level with his hips, but your toes are still just skimming the floor again. He has your hips bound up a little higher than your head and you look at him from under your lashes. He reaches out to skim fingers down the line of your jaw. “Beautiful,” he mumbles. Your heart swells with the praise, and you bite your lip before opening your mouth, sticking your tongue out, and looking back up at him. He curses under his breath and flicks his fingers under a nearly invisible seam at the crotch of his suit, revealing a button and long zipper. How convenient, you think as he undoes both and pulls his cock out through the hole. He immediately drops it so the head bounces on your tongue, hissing at how warm your tongue is. His cock isn’t particularly wide, but it is long and slightly curved upward. And he tastes so good, you really want to close your mouth and get to work, but you wait. He rocks his hips marginally to let the head slide a few centimetres and bites his lip. “Fuck. You are a good girl. Go ahead and close your mouth, babe.” You happily oblige, feeling a thrill at the way his head tips back when you swirl your tongue around the head. He drops a large hand on your head but instead of guiding your head further down like most of the guys you’ve been with, he winds his fingers gently in your hair. His thumb starts rubbing soft circles on your head as he rocks his hips into your mouth. You want more. You’re very confident that you can take him down to the root, and you want to try. You try to push forward but it’s very awkward with your toes scrambling on the floor. He notices once you whine a little, and looks down with a chuckle. “You want more?” He steps forward a little, letting more of his length slide in until he bumps into the back of your throat. You let out a small moan and let your tongue dance around his underside to show your approval. He makes a guttural noise and starts to rock his hips into you faster. Harder. You hollow out your cheeks as you look up at him and he moans. “Shit, I’m not gonna last if you do that,” he rasps out with a slight laugh. He manages a few more thrusts before he’s pulling out of your mouth. He’s panting a little and looking at you with a lopsided grin. "Damn babe, you're good with that mouth." You flush a little and smile. You’d been told that before, but somehow it was so much better coming from Sero. "Thanks. You're um, you're good with your tape." Sero’s face brightens, and his mouth curls up to a wide grin as he tucks himself back into his suit. "Yeah? Think so? You haven't seen the half of it.” Before you can question what he means by that the switchblade is out again. He cuts you down and lets you find your feet. The blade gets positioned at your hip, then Sero’s wrist flicks up. It cuts you out of the tape… and out of your dress. “Sorry babe,” he murmurs with no real remorse in his voice. You open your mouth to protest your ruined dress but Sero pulls you close, pressing your bare chest to his body suit clad one and kiss you into silence. It’s not important. You have a dress in your locker. It’s fine. As you’re kissing you feel his fingers caress the line of your panties, along your hips, before he pulls on them slightly. He’s testing to see if he can remove them, you assume. You quickly pull them further down. He chuckles into your kiss and swiftly crouches to help you out of them before tucking them into a nearly invisible back pocket. He gives you a cheeky grin and quickly removes the tape from your ankles. Technically you’re free now, but the thought to run doesn’t even cross your mind. You just wait until he straightens up and moves back in for more kisses. After a few moments you hear his tape shoot out again three times. He pulls back as he shoots a fourth. It binds around your bare chest, just under your breasts. “The anchor,” he says with a wink. You tilt your head in confusion, and he pulls his arm back to rest his hand on the back of his neck. He pulls more tape from his elbow, a sizable piece. He starts to twist the tape and wrap you up. He attaches the tape to the front of the strip already on you, threads it up through your breasts, and attaches it at the back almost to your hip. He repeats that on the other side. He keeps making and twisting tape, wrapping around your ankles and wrists. He steps behind you and presses your wrists together, crossing them, and quietly asks you to keep them there. You do. His fingers skimming over your skin as he works you over it so erotic. He wraps tape around your elbows, not twisted, to keep your arms straight out. Sero takes one of the tape strands attached to the ceiling and attaches it to the tape on your back. Now you kind of understand what he meant when he said it was an anchor point. “I’m gonna lift you up, okay?” You exhale, already shaky. “Yeah. Yeah that’s fine.” He smiles and grabs your chin, brushing a soft kiss to your lips. Your heart skips a beat. He makes another tape rope and crouches down to affix it to your ankle. He runs fingertips with a feather light touch up the side of your leg as he rises. Then he pulls, your ankle coming up. He keeps pulling higher until your thigh follows. He binds your ankle to your wrist, then ties your lower thigh and upper leg together. The position keeps your leg up and folded in. He quickly repeats this with the other side before attaching the last two tape strands he shot off at first to your ankles. You’re suspended by your ankles and the middle of your back, arms stretched out and held in place behind you. Because your ankles are also attached to your wrists, if you shift or move one of them the others move too. You bite your lip as Sero walks around to your front. He traces fingers along your jawline again but this time he doesn’t stop, tipping your face up to his by your chin. “Gorgeous,” he breathes, reverence in his voice. Your face flushes, because he’s looking at you like you’re the most breathtaking thing he’s ever seen. He runs his thumb over your lower lip and your lips automatically part. He gives you a slight smirk and crouches so he can be face to face with you without removing his fingers from your face. “Now, I’d really like to fuck you. But if you don’t want to, I can use my mouth on you again instead.” His voice was soft, eyes watching your face for your reaction. You swallow, and nod. He chuckles a little. “I gotta hear you say it, babe.” “Yeah, yeah please. I want you to fuck me, Sero,” you gasp out in a rushed breath. He leans in and softly kisses your lips. “Good girl,” he whispers against your mouth and rises. You shiver in anticipation as you lose sight of him when he moves behind you. You’re straining to hear what he’s doing, and you hear the rustle of his clothes, the tearing of a wrapper. Your eyes widen as you feel his blunt head sliding along your still soaked folds. The tease is too much and you whine again, but you can’t push back against him. He’s taken all of your possible leverage away and now you really were entirely at his mercy. Large hands grab on to your waist as the first inch sinks in. You inhale and Sero quietly asks if you’re okay. “I’m fine,” you say with impatience in your tone, “Just waiting.” Sero chuckles behind you. “Well, who am I to keep a lady waiting?” Air is punched out of your lungs as he sheathes himself in one thrust, then slides back out. One more hard thrust, a soft groan from him, and then he’s railing into you hard and fast. While he’s not the thickest man you’ve ever had, he is still a good size and the drag of his cock on your walls is making you cry out as it rubs against the small bundle of nerves inside you. And his length is incredible. He’s bottoming out with each thrust, and his leverage on your hips has him pulling you back as he pushes forward. Hard, deep, and driving you to a second release faster than you thought possible. Sero groans again and picks up his pace. “Fuck, yeah, that’s good baby. Look at you, sucking me in like this. You feel so good around me. Can’t wait to feel you cum on my cock.” His voice is so low, murmuring the words to you, and you clench around him. He hisses at the feeling, moaning out on his exhale. “That’s right, cum on my cock baby. Just let go.” One of his hands leaves your hip and he steps closer to you. You’re bouncing on him a bit more due to gravity than his grasp, and the free hand snakes down to rub sloppy circles on your clit. Five swipes and you’re done for, crying out loudly as your walls clamp down around him. He stops moving in you, still all the way inside, gently and slowly rubbing your clit as your ride out your orgasm. He doesn’t stop though, even as you come down and the pleasure starts to be too much. “S-Sero, I can’t-” “Sure you can, babe. I know you have one more for me.” He rolls his hips fractionally, barely an inch of his cock sliding in and out of you as he keeps his attention on your clit. Your thighs pulled back as far as they are prevent you from closing them to stop him, and it only takes a few minutes before you’re sobbing as another orgasm rips through you. Only now does he pull his hand away and moves so he is standing like he’d been. His hand returns to your bare hip. “See, I knew you had it in you. So fucking good for me.” You barely have time to process his words before he’s fucking into you hard again. He’s chasing his own orgasm now, and you desperately want to give it to him. You can’t touch him though, and you can’t wrap your legs around him to pull him closer. The only thing you can do is flex your walls, make the hole he’s fucking into tighter. It earns you a moan of appreciation that makes you giddy. “Shit, babe, I’m gonna-” He cuts off into a drawn out moan as he slams into you one more time, hard. Then a few softer thrusts. Then he’s done, and you’re both just panting. Desperate attempts to fully fill your lungs. It takes a full minute before Sero pulls out and starts to move. “Well… I must admit that I wasn’t expecting this particular type of art when I came here.” Sero huffs out a laugh and you blink in your post orgasm haze. He peels the condom off and pulls a small bag from his pocket to drop it into. The bag gets closed and shoved back in his pocket. Right, he doesn’t want to leave any evidence that he was here. You bite your lip as you try to stare at him over his shoulder. “Lotus Daydream isn’t here.” Sero looks at you in surprise when you blurt out the words. “It’s on loan to another museum. It’s been gone for three days.” He blinks in disbelief, and then bursts out laughing. “You sneaky little thing.” But he doesn’t sound angry. He sounds amused, even impressed. “I guess that theft-wise my trip was a bust.” Sero runs a hand over the side of his head, smoothing back some stray hair strands. He looks at you still hanging on display as if he’s trying to figure out what to do with you. You bite your lip in consideration. “I won’t say anything about you breaking in if you just leave. Since the piece you’re after isn’t here anyway.” It’s a long shot but worth a try. He frowns a little as he studies your face. You really wish that you could at least close your legs, if not actually get back onto the floor. “Yeah. Alright. You have a deal. You don’t say anything about me being here and I’ll let you go.” Your face brightens and his grows more serious. “But if I do find out that you said something… I’ll be coming after you. And you will desperately wish that you hadn’t. Do you understand?” “Yeah. I understand.” You’re proud that your voice is firm, and the frown turns back up to his wide, trademark smile. He pulls the switchblade back out to cut his tape, gently lowering you to the floor. Only now does he remember that he shredded your dress when he cut you out of his initial containment. “I have a spare dress in my locker,” you say quickly. Sometimes – almost daily - you get the varnish on your clothes. Most days that doesn’t matter. You don’t really leave your office. But you do try to make sure you have a spare outfit in case you have to meet someone important. You blink as he says that he’ll grab it and he heads off. Somehow you aren’t surprised that he knows where the lockers are and that he can apparently pick your lock. He returns in moments carrying your dress draped over his shoulder. He carefully peels the rest of the tape off of your bare skin. His gentleness is surprising and makes your heart flutter. He’s going slow, careful to not hurt you. He lets you dress, comes with you to pick up your bag, and walks you to the door. He looks out over the street once you’re outside. “The video feed is on a loop. I put your guard to sleep, he’ll wake up without any knowledge that he was knocked out.” Sero gives a bright grin and a small two-finger wave, then shoots his tape up, retracting it to propel up and disappears onto the roof. You watch him go in awe. Sero was amazing in your mind back when you first met him but he was just stunning now. You glance at your watch to check the time. It’s late, the trains have already stopped. You don’t live that far from the museum though, maybe a twenty five minute walk. So you set off. You get three blocks before you hear a low whistle. “Hey baby, what’re you doing out by yourself this late at night? Wanna come party with us?” Your blood runs cold at the trio of men lurking at the alley entrance to your right. The smell of cheap sake invades your senses. Your hand goes to your pocket for your phone and a cold sense of realization washes over you. It had been knocked from your hands and was currently under a shelf in the artifact room. As you’re preparing to run a rough hand grabs you and yanks you into the darkened alley. A different hand clasps over your mouth, but drunks don’t have the best coordination or reflexes. You’re able to bite down hard on one of the man’s fingers. He yells and yanks his hand back, and you take the opportunity to let out a scream. One of the other men growls at you to shut up and smacks you hard upside the head. Your head snaps forward. It dazes you, and your head rolls back. You’re dizzy and can’t seem to focus on any of them. The third man laughs. Three different voices blend together, talking about what they intend to do to such a pretty little thing like you. You’re shoved and pinned up against the rough brick of the alley wall while they argue about who goes first, who goes where. You close your eyes, waiting for the touches you don’t want. But they never come. The hands pinning you leave you and you slide down to the ground. You hear shocked shouts, and when you open your eyes and your vision starts to clear you see a black, white, and yellow figure swinging from a rope – tape! - and kicking one of them drunken men in the face. They try to fight back, but three wobbly drunks are no match for Sero Hanta. He’s too fast, too agile, too strong. Your attackers are all out cold in the alley in under two minutes. Sero, not even breathing heavily from the exertion, lands gracefully on his feet turns to you. With a frown he gently gathers you up in his arms and brings a hand up to touch where they slammed you in the head. “...I heard you scream. Are you alright?” You don’t answer right away. Instead, you bring up a hand and cup his cheek. “You saved me,” you breathe out. Sero’s face softens, and he smiles. He brings you closer and leans down until your foreheads are touching. “Yeah,” he whispers, and you can hear the smile in his voice. “I did, didn’t I? Let me get you home.”

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can i get bakugo x f!reader and prompts: 14. “You’re so cute when you’re mad.” + 24. “Would you mind if I kissed you?”

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14: “You’re so cute when you’re mad.” 24: “Would you mind if I kissed you?” Character: Bakugou

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“What? A party? I’m not fucking going.” Bakugou snarled. “Staying up past midnight is overrated. I need my sleep.”

“But Bakubro,” Kaminari whined. “We’re hosting! Mina planned it all, and she spent a lot of time doing it! You should at least go. You don’t have to stay up that late.”

“Tch. As if I care.” Bakugou shoved his hands in his pockets and slumped forward even more. “Pinky can waste all the time she fucking wants to. I’m not going.”

“It’s our last year at UA! Come on,” Kirishima joined in. “You can leave early if you want to! It’ll be mostly in the dorms anyways. Mina did plan a scavenger hunt though, in Gym Gamma. She says that she planted “mementos” of our school experience. Isn’t that fun?”

“Fun my ass. It’s stupid, is what it is.” He glared at Kirishima. “Should’ve visited my parents. Even the old hag isn’t as loud as all of you extras in the dorms.”

“You say that like you didn’t blast a hole in the wall just last week,” Kaminari pointed out.

Kirishima winced. “Denki-”

“WELL WHOSE FUCKING IDEA WAS IT TO PRETEND THAT THEY WERE FUCKING KIDNAPPED?!?” Bakugou waved a fist wildly in Kaminari’s face.

“Fair point, fair point. You should’ve seen the look on your face though! (Y/N) thought you’d murder her!” Kaminari cackled.

“I’D NEVER FUCKING MURDER HER! ARE YOU INSANE??” Bakugou’s palms started crackling.

“Hey, chill bro, we know that.” Kirishima tried to calm him down.

Kaminari was not so lucky. “Why? You joke about murdering us all the time. What’s so different about her?”

Bakugou turned, a quick retort on the tip of his tongue, before he realized that Kaminari was, actually, right for once.

“She’s…she’s…” He stuttered.

Kaminari let out a hoot of laughter. “I knew it!”

“Shut the fuck up!” Bakugou’s face turned beet red. “You don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“Suit yourself. We know the truth.” Kaminari patted Bakugou’s shoulder.

“Oh yeah, Bakubro! (Y/L/N)-chan is going to be at the party too! Why don’t you confess to her there? That would be fun! And then Mina will forgive you for leaving early too!”

Bakugou’s left eye twitched. “There’s nothing to confess, Shitty Hair. And I don’t give a rat’s ass what Mina thinks.”

Kirishima and Kaminari looked at each other, then turned back to Bakugou.

“Sure,” Kirishima smirked. “Nothing at all.”

“Hey! (Y/N)!” Mina ran up to you. “You’re coming to the party, right?”

You turned to face her. “Sure am! Who isn’t? It’s in the dorms anyways so there’s not much of a point in not coming, right?”

Mina sighed. “Kiri and Kami are having a hard time convincing Bakugou to come. Something about his sleep schedule?”

You were a little disappointed, but it was to be expected. Bakugou didn’t participate much in team-building activities anyways. “Can’t relate. My sleep schedule has been fucked to high heaven.”

“Right? What a crappy excuse.” Mina rolled her eyes. “Anyways, Sero’s waiting for me in the gym to help set the scavenger hunt up. See ya later, yeah?”

“Sure! Do you want more help? I can help you guys set things up if you’d like,” you asked.

Mina leaned forward, smiling mischievously. “Nope! It’s all good! And besides, I want you to participate in the game, so you can’t help!”

You smiled. “Ah, okay. Well, I’ll see you later then!”

“See ya!” Mina winked and gave you a little wave.

“So, the rules of the game are simple: whichever team finds and touches our very own 3-A New Year’s Ball, together, wins!” Mina exclaimed from her place on the couch.

“What kind of shitty game is this?” Bakugou growled, leaning against the kitchen counter.

Mina pouted. “Hey! Sero and I spent a lot of time making this happen!”

“Yeah! They were amazing!” Ochaco jumped up too. “Stop being ungrateful!”

“Fine, whatever.” Bakugou crossed his arms. “Get on with it already. We don’t have all night.”

“Actually, we do! Not everyone here has the sleeping schedule of an old man,” Kaminari piped in.

“Shut up, Dunce Face. Nobody asked.” Bakugou scowled.

“Hey! Back to the regular program. You get to choose your own partners! Isn’t that exciting?” Mina waved her piece of paper around wildly. “Now get to it! You have three minutes!”

You looked around the room. You would’ve asked Mina, but she and Sero weren’t participating since they were the ones who hid it. They had also apparently hidden clues all over Gym Gamma as to where the location of the ball was.

“Ocha-” Oops. She’d already teamed up with Iida.

“Oi, Shitty Hair, come over here!” Bakugou yelled across the room. You sighed. Of course.

“Sorry Bakubro, I already have a partner…” Kirishima said rather sheepishly.

“…you WHAT?”

“Yeah…Momo here didn’t have a partner yet and…well…Mineta was hot on her trail,” Kirishima tried to explain as Momo breathed a sigh of relief.

“Shuckers!” Mineta faceplanted onto the couch. “I never get what I want”

“Hmph. Karma’s a bitch.” Jiro smirked from her position next to Kaminari.

“Dunce Face, you got a partner too?” Bakugou sighed, exasperated.

“Right next to me!” Kaminari pointed to Jiro with his thumb. You smiled in satisfaction. They were honestly adorable.

You turned to the rest of the room. Hagakure had already snagged Ojiro, Midoriya had, unsurprisingly, paired with Todoroki. Shoji and…Tsu? Koda had paired up with Sato, and…you snickered a little at the last pairing. Tokoyami had been bombarded with Aoyama’s relentless chatter. Which left…you and Bakugou.

Huh. That was weird. You swore that not everyone had a partner just a minute ago. And it was awfully strange that Tokoyami would choose to pair with Aoyama instead of you or even Bakugou, but…you supposed that he didn’t really have a choice in the matter.

“So. (Y/N).” Bakugou cleared his throat. “Partners?”

“Uh…yeah,” you replied, fidgeting slightly with your hands.

“Ok! Everyone is paired up and ready to go?” Mina was practically bouncing.

“Yeah!” Most everyone chimed in unison.

“Let’s do it then! Sero, come on! Lead the way!” She jumped down from her place on the kitchen counter.

“What the fuck? Pinky and Tape Arms hung that thing all the way up there?” Bakugou swore.

“You can use your quirk to get up there though, right?” You looked at him, brows furrowed.

“Duh. But what about you?” He looked you up and down. “Last time I checked, you couldn’t fly.”

“Easy! I’ll just ride on your back!” You chirped. “Unless you can’t carry me?”

“Tch. As if. Get on.” He squatted down, letting you scamper onto his back. “Ready?” You wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist.

You leaned into the crook of his neck, breath lightly fanning his face. “Ready,” you confirmed.

Cackling gleefully, Bakugou shot up into the sky, palms ablaze.

And as quickly as he flew, he was dropping to the ground even quicker.

“DAMMIT!” He glared daggers at the ice wall that had appeared over your heads. “Fucking Deku! And that IcyHot bastard!”

Spiraling, he tried his best to save the two of you from a hard impact on the ground, but he was only successful in twirling around in the air like a ballerina.

“Shit!” He tried to flip upside down in order to land on his feet, but the momentum was against him.

With an “oof”, the two of you landed in a pile on the (luckily) snow-covered ground.

“You alright there, idiot?” Bakugou said gruffly.

You groaned. You weren’t sure how, but you definitely sprained something with the way you landed. Ankle? Wrist? Perhaps both?

“Hey. Hey!” Bakugou climbed over the snowdrift to reach you. “Get up! The fuck is wrong with you?”

“Calm down, Bakugou!” You pushed his hand away. “It’s just a sprain,” you pointed to your ankle.

“Nothing else?” He seemed intent on picking you up, so you let him.

“Nope, everything’s fine,” you assured him.

“Sorry about that!” Midoriya called out from atop his perch on Todoroki’s newly-formed glacier. “We got a little carried away!”

Bakugou stilled. You winced. Midoriya was in for a rough time.

“Deku…” He ground out. “What the FUCK do you think you and IcyHot are doing?”

“I-I’m sorry! We didn’t mean to knock you down from the air!” Midoriya started gesturing nervously. “I-I swear it was an a-accident!”

Todoroki sighed. “It was an accident. Let it go, Bakugou. And (Y/N), we are very sorry for having injured you. Would you like for us to accompany you to Recovery Girl? The game is over now.”

“The fuck did you say, IcyHot? No fucking way. I’m taking her.” He stomped towards Recovery Girl’s office, you firmly nestled in his arms.

“Think we succeeded?” Todoroki turned to Midoriya. “They seem to be getting along fine.”

“I…I’m not sure. It’s not great that (Y/L/N)-chan had to get injured for this to work, but…Recovery Girl will fix her up fine and Kacchan might finally realize that he has feelings for her…”

“Hey guys! Great job!” Sero dangled Mina from a tree branch overhead. “Look at them go!”

“It’s all according to plan…” Mina clapped her hands together. “Now, we just have to wait for the clock to chime twelve…”

“Fucking assholes.” Bakugou hadn’t stopped muttering underneath his breath since you’d left.

You giggled. He was so angry over such a small thing. It wasn’t like the fall was intentional; you’d both just been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Bakugou stopped walking and stared at you. “What?” He frowned at you. “Why are you laughing? Did you knock your fucking head on the way down too?”

You started full-on laughing this time. “No, Bakugou. It’s just…you’re so cute when you’re mad,” you tried to explain. “Your eyebrows scrunch up and you purse your lips and…”

By this point, Bakugou was a blushing mess. No one had ever called him “cute” when he was angry before.

After a while, he broke the silence. “So…I don’t scare you?”

You laid your head on his chest. “Not at all.”

“Tch. You should be scared of me, dumbass.” He turned your body so that you were facing him, shielding his tomato-hued face from your gaze.

“And why should I be?”

“Because…because…I’m Bakugou Katsuki, dammit!” He clenched his fists, bunching up your parka.

Snickering, you decided to tease him. “Thank you, Captain Obvious. I thought you were Midoriya Izuku for a second.”

“You WHAT?!?”

The two of you bantered playfully all the way to Recovery Girl’s office. She took one look at you and frowned.

“Tsk. I thought there wasn’t training today?” She rifled around for an ice pack.

“There wasn’t. We played a game and I just sprained my ankle.” You explained sheepishly. “And possibly my wrist.”

Recovery Girl tapped her cane on your knee and sighed heavily. “You guys don’t know how to take care of yourselves! Playing a game and getting injured?” She rubbed her temples. “The hospitals are going to have a field day with the lot of you once you become pros.”

“Sorry. I promise I’ll be more careful next time.” You held in a wince as she prodded your ankle.

“Minor sprains. I’m going to wrap those and give you some gummies. Take this ice pack with you when you go. Ice for 10, leave for 20, and repeat for 3 hours. Got it?”

“Yes ma’am!” You held out your wrist for her to bind.

“And don’t you go do anything else dangerous now, you hear me?”

“Loud and clear!” You hopped nimbly off the table, landing on one leg, and was promptly scooped up again by Bakugou.

“Hey! Let me down! I can walk!” You protested against his arms.

Bakugou turned to Recovery Girl. “Look at her. You really want her to walk?”

“As a matter of fact, I do not. Stay still, young lady, and let him carry you,” she admonished.

You slumped in defeat, and Bakugou carried you out of the room.

“Ahh…young love,” Recovery Girl stared wistfully at your fading silhouettes. “I remember…”

“3!”

“2!”

“1!!”

“HAPPY NEW YEAR’S!!”

The class was situated in the common room, spread out over the numerous couches and munching on fresh cookies (courtesy of Momo and Sato).

And as the clock chimed 12, you looked to Bakugou, sitting right next to you.

“Can…can I…” You started nervously, fingers fidgeting with your ice pack.

“What? Spit it out,” Bakugou stared at you.

“Canikissyou?” You blurted out as fast as your tongue would let you.

He smirked. “What was that? I couldn’t understand you.”

You sighed. “Would…would you mind if I kissed you?”

Bakugou’s lips pulled into a wolfish grin. “All you had to do was ask, dumbass.”

Epilogue

“Do you think they caught on?” Mina whispered excitedly to Sero. “I wasn’t sure if they saw me leading Todoroki and Midoriya to the ball.”

“Nah, I think we’re fine. Besides, it’s not like he can complain. He got a girlfriend thanks to us, right?” Sero chuckled.

“Ok…if you say so…”

Suddenly, they heard a growl coming from the doorway to their left.

“Shit.”

“Run!!”

“I won’t let you bastards get away with this!!”

Coco’s New Year Celebration 20-21

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sarahjtv · 3 years

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BNHA Chapter 319 Spoiler Analysis: Found Family

Holy crap what a phenomenal chapter! This arc in general has been great, but this chapter might be one of my favorites of the arc. Not just because it focuses on Class 1-A (I’m so glad to see the kids again), but because of the growth we see in these kids in general especially Bakugo and Shoto IMO. Like, holy shit ESPECIALLY BAKUGO! I stand by my opinion that Bakugo is one of the best developed characters in the series. There’s so much I want to say about this chapter and I’ll try my best to do so if my poor injured left hand will let me 😭:

The chapter starts off with the first of 3 colored pages we’re going to get over the next few weeks to celebrate 7 YEARS OF MY HERO ACADEMIA!!! CONGRATS, HORIKOSHI-SENSEI!!! This series revived my love of anime/manga and really helped me in some really rough spots in my life. I will forever be grateful towards Horikoshi for bringing this series to life and blessing us with such an incredible story full of beautiful characters. MHA may be a little overrated, but I still think it deserves all the love it can get.

Anyway, the color page. It shows Uraraka, Iida (who has red eyes here, so IDK why the anime gives him blue eyes though I do think they work better for him personally *shrugs*), Shoto, Tokoyami, and Bakugo after basically figuring out where Deku went. Bakugo is shown tearing up his letter (which says something like “Thank you for being there, Kacchan”; there’s more but I can’t translate it 😭) and you can kinda see some bandage wrap around his arm where he was stabbed. Also, both Bakugo and Shoto still have some visible injuries on their faces and Bakugo’s hands, so they’re still recovering from the War. It’s a really pretty page in general and I can’t wait to see what the next 2 color pages are going to look like. I also kinda want Horikoshi to take a break after this too again so he doesn’t overwork himself. Maybe he’ll treat himself to the MHA: World Heroes Mission movie 🍿.

So, Shoto and Bakugo have figured out that Deku is most likely with Endeavor, Hawks, and Best Jeanist. Problem is that none of them are answering their phones. I like that Bakugo calls Best Jeanist “Pair of Denim Pants” 😂 and Shoto’s image of Endeavor is still a very angry version of his old man. Shoto’s still making amends with his father, but he’s still not THERE yet. Regardless, these kids are smart enough to know that something’s up. Especially since All Might hasn’t returned to UA either.

It’s basically confirmed by Ojiro that because classes have been suspended, our Class 1-A kids are still 1-A; they haven’t moved into their second year yet. That clears up the confusion on whether we should still refer these group of kids as 1-A still or not.

Now Bakugo’s showing how much of a genius he really is despite his personality. Bakugo figures out that the Top 3 and All Might are working together as a group based on how they all connected with each other back at Central Hospital. Also, Bakugo concludes that All Might snuck Deku’s letters under their doors while Deku started running. Ultimately, Bakugo does know more about Deku and All Might more than anyone else does. He’s been around his childhood friend and he’s admired his idol longer than most people have. Bakugo understands how bad the situation is and he’s ready to take action.

As are the other kids. You can see how determined they are and you can see Kirishima��s black roots coming in 🥺! Even Uraraka gets some shine here by bringing up the idea to trick Endeavor to come via getting help from Principle Nezu as Endeavor was a UA student. It’s really interesting to see Ochako in a more serious roll than usual, but I actually like it. I hope she’s still as bubbly as she always was at the end of the day, but she’s definitely matured and grown a lot over the corse of the series. Even the simple things like her hair show it as it’s not as floaty as it was before. I love it when Horikoshi shows small details like this. It adds to the characters and stories a lot. Also, the art in this chapter is amazing.

And now it’s Endeavor vs. Class 1-A in a much needed conversation. All the kids are wearing their school uniforms to make this as formal and serious as they can. EVEN BAKUGO IS PROPERLY WEARING HIS TIE YOU KNOW SHIT’S ABOUT TO GO DOWN!!! And, I must say, Bakugo looks damn good with a tie 😳. You can also get a decent height measurement on the kids here if you want. Ngl, sometimes I forget that Shoto’s about 2 inches taller than Bakugo. It’s definitely the hair.

Shoto’s the first to step up and he scolds the hell out of his old man. Rightfully so tbh. Endeavor shouldn’t have ignored Shoto’s calls even though I kind of understood why. Shoto reminds Endeavor of their plan to stop Dabi though thankfully that’s what’s pushing Endeavor forward so he hasn’t forgotten. Shoto calls his father “Endeavor” and gets mad at him fro leaving Deku and All Might alone. The rough translations say he called Izuku “Deku” here too btw. Endeavor has no response. I think this anger Shoto’s unleashing is very justified and has been burning inside him since Deku left UA. His best friend just up and left him and his friends with nothing but a letter to kinda explain things. Also, Shoto and the rest of 1-A (minus Bakugo) have basically been lied to for about a year. I’d want answers too if someone did that to me.

Bakugo steps in by putting a hand on Shoto’s shoulder (🥺) to calm him down a bit and to say his piece. Ultimately, he thinks what Deku is doing is right, but that the way they’re all doing it is wrong. I love Deku and All Might, but they’re sacrificial idiots. They care more about others than they probably ever will themselves. That’s how All Might lost his OFA in the first place. It’s because of that that All Might doesn’t have it in him to stop Deku from going down this path. They shouldn’t have been left alone. Someone should’ve kept a closer eye on them. I know the Top 3 were all worried about getting too close to Deku before, but really, someone should’ve been watching them closer on the sidelines.

The next page is a really cool drawing of Endeavor flinging his phone to the kids to catch. The previous panels showed Endeavor with this face that’s regretful and I think he realized something: That Bakugo is right and that the kids might be better off finding Deku than he is. So he basically gives the kids his GPS on his phone. Those are just my thoughts, but it does look like that. I don't think Endeavor’s just going to up and give up though. He’s probably going to start rethinking things though.

As Sero manages to catch Endeavor’s phone, he and the rest of the kids think about how even though they’ve only known Deku for a year, they still think of him as family and cannot let him go down this thorny path alone. They’ll carry the OFA burden with him if they have to. They can’t smile without Deku around. These kids truly have become a family over the year. It’s amazing to see. Everyone’s like a brother and sister and it’s really nice to see. I just love Found Family stories, guys 😭❤️

And really quick, I want to focus on my ❄️🔥 boy, Shoto, really quick. As he’s thinking about Deku, he mentions how shocked he still is about Deku keeping OFA from them and how Deku thought just a letter would suffice. He has this sad look on his face like he’s trying to say: “I still can’t believe my best friend hid this from me for so long. Why? Did he not trust me?” That’s just my interpretation. Still, I can’t imagine how upset Shoto must feel. I think he still cares a lot about Deku enough to go out and find him, but he’s gotta feel some sort of betrayal. More so than the other students outside of Bakugo because, again, Deku was essentially Shoto’s best and closest friend 💙😭

Endeavor is rightfully worried about letting the kids out in the state of Japan right now, but now Principle Nezu speaks up and praises the kids on growing up so well. He’s also took into account Deku's feelings about his mission which is why he agreed to the team up. Also, Deku’s still welcome back to UA whenever he wants thank god ☺️. He’s a student who has to be protected. There’s a cute panel of Uraraka and her mom crying happily after getting her acceptance letter too. Not 100% why this is shown other than Acceptance Letter part, but it’s cute to see. Maybe Ochako realizes how much Deku needs to be protected or something.

As for the refugees, Nezu had the security system strengthened in time for the Cultural Festival earlier, but they never used it before. It’s call The UA Barrier. God, how strong is this thing? Is it strong enough to stop Shigaraki who was able to Decay the last barrier? This seems like something that’ll be used in the final battle TBH.

So, Nezu trust the 1-A kids to bring Deku back home. Which is exactly what they plan to do as all 19 of them enter Kamino in a badass full page. I actually wasn’t sure if all 19 of them were there at first since I couldn’t find Shoto for the life of me, but then my eyes saw the BIG-ASS ICE WALL IN THE BACK AND I THOUGHT “OH THERE HE IS!!!” LOL 😂

The next panel actually does show Shoto with Momo as they capture the villain from the last chapter. Momo politely calls Bakugo “Bakugo-san”, but Bakugo demands that he be called his insane hero name: “GREAT EXPLOSION MURDER GOD DYNAMIGHT”! I CAN’T WITH THIS DUDE SOMETIMES WHY DO I LOVE HIM SO MUCH 💥🧡

Deku sees his friend and wonders why they came. Ochako answers because that they were worried about him, but Deku tries to convince everyone (including himself) that he’s fine. He’s obviously not and Bakugo calls TF out on him! He even drops a good F-bomb for good measure. Bakugo mocks Deku for trying to act like All Might and asks Deku if he can even smile right now. I actually really like it that Bakugo’s calling Deku out on his shit. I think Deku needs some good tough love right now to knock some sense into him. Who would be better to do that than Katsuki Bakugo himself?

As Deku is trying to convince everyone that’s he’s fine (while still looking like a demon btw), there’s a small focus on Iida. Actually, a few panels this chapter have focused on Iida. Maybe he’s remembering the time Deku saved him back when they went up against Stain. Deku saved him then so it’s now Iida’s turn to save Deku. Also, Iida hasn’t gotten much focus lately and I really like his character, so I’m glad he’s being brought back to the forefront again. Also, I like hearing Kaito-san’s voice in general so I’d be happy to hear him again (thanks for that one, Haikyuu).

The final spread shows Deku telling everyone to move away while Bakugo, Iida, and Ochako get ready to stop him. IT’S DEKU VS. CLASS 1-A!!! WE’RE ENTERING CIVIL WAR FOLKS!!! Seriously, though, this is great. I was thinking that it would be just Bakugo and a few other students finding Deku. Instead we got the whole class. And looks like that “helping hand” thing will happen later because we got a battle to fight first.

Bakugo’s become a damn fine leader and I love to see his growth every freaking time🧡! I like how Iida has his hand on Bakugo’s back to support him btw. It’s weird that Shoto’s not in this page though. He’s one of Deku’s best friends, so I would think he would be in this page along with Bakugo and his first 2 friends (Ochako and Iida). Maybe Horikoshi’s saving Shoto for a more 1-on-1 conversation with Deku. God, I hope that happens because I think along with Bakugo, Shoto deserves a good talk with Deku the most.

Honestly, I’m not sure who would win this battle. I’ve been going through scenarios in my head on who would win, but I can’t come to a solid answer. Class 1-A has 19 versatile Quirks under their belt and they have more energy than Deku to fight, but Deku still has 6 insanely powerful Quirks that he’s been practicing for a while. The kids could probably win if they strategize enough and use Deku’s exhaustion against him, but again, Deku has OFA and multiple other Quirks. If he could beat Lady Nagant, one of the best snipers around, he might be able to beat the 1-A kids. He could just escape with Smoakscreen, Black Whip, and Float if he wants to really. That would put 1-A on another wild goose chase. There’s also Deku’s Danger Sense which will be a pain to deal with. Also, Deku said that he’s as strong as All Might was in his prime with Fa-Jin and OFA combined. Only AFO and Shigaraki were strong enough to take on THAT. Plus, we still don’t know what the 2nd OFA Holder’s Quirk is yet. Deku might use it in this battle. God, I have so many theories in my head now. I think this battle will be awesome, but ultimately, I want Deku to come home 😭💚

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carpe diem || bakugou katsuki

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ “Thank you for the greatest summer I’ve ever had...” *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Female!Reader Warnings: Angst; Fluff Word Count: 8,007 A/N: This fic is a part of the bnharem summer collab, all the other amazing works can be found here! Please let me know your thoughts on this piece, I had the idea & I just ran with it honestly, & I put a lot of little messages and secret meanings in this fic heh so I truly hope that you somewhat like it! Also please don’t mind that I used the US school system for summer break ok that is all 😊🥺💕

JUNE 15TH

You always were fond of the changing of seasons, watching the way nature transformed every couple of months. At this time of year, everything outside was nothing short of vibrant as summer was finally beginning to expose itself. The rise in temperature hadn’t been lost on you though; the sun’s harsh rays beamed down harshly while you ate your lunch outdoors.

A warm breeze suddenly swept over you, the book laid on the picnic table rapidly flipping through its pages. As the pages began to settle once more, your eyes shifted towards a butterfly who had gotten caught in the wind. Its orange wings fluttered once, twice, before settling on your journal.

“Hello there mister butterfly.” You hummed in amusement, slowly bringing your finger towards the delicate creature.

It seemed to be unphased by your presence although hesitant as you offered it the chance to perch on your digit. Just as its wings fluttered once more, the sound of plastic meeting the wooden surface had the butterfly rapidly flying away.

“Hey!” You scolded the blonde across from you, “You scared the poor butterfly away!”

“Tch, who gives a shit?” Bakugou rolled his eyes, reaching for his utensils before popping open the lid off of his lunch. It was rare that he would pay you a visit outside, which meant he had ulterior motives to doing so.

The relationship the two of you shared was built on mutual respect, which he was forced to give considering you’re the reason he had a hero costume in the first place. After nearly two years of knowing Bakugou Katsuki, you considered him kind of a friend. You’ve learned a lot about the blonde across from you in the time the two of you have spent as students at Yuuei and he knew more about you than he probably would ever admit.

“So, about my costume…” He spoke between large chews of beef curry, explaining in detail what he’d like to improve upon before they’re let out for summer vacation. You flipped over to a new page of your journal, quickly scribbling down his descriptions that included words such as “murder” and “pain”.

Nearly two whole pages filled to the brim with ideas now took up space in your journal, your fingers beginning to cramp up from trying desperately to keep up with his explanations. You laid the pen down, taking a deep breath, “I doubt I’ll be able to actually finish all of these ideas in the next week, Katsuki.”

In a little over a week, the two of you would officially be finished with your second year. Meaning, around this time next year Bakugou would be finalizing his decisions on his future. Which agency he wants to join, if he wants to attempt to become a pro on his own: all these things would demand answers then.

“Hah? I didn’t even ask for that much.” He grumbled before reaching for your notes. Before you could protest, he snatched the papers from you, but the ink didn’t match his words, “What the hell is this?”

“You flipped to another page idiot, give it back-!” You attempted to take it back from him but to no avail. Bakugou’s eyes quickly scanned down the list you had made, your body growing warm in embarrassment.

Pressing his index finger into the title of the page you spent way too long learning calligraphy for, Bakugou finally peeked up at you, “What’s a bucket list?”

“Well...it's uh…” His eyes were intense as he waited for your answer, “This one specifically, I made for things I want to do before summer’s over.”

Bakugou took a second glance over the list, “Are you sure all of this is safe for you?”

“Huh? Why?”

“There’s bears in the woods, idiot, and you put that you want to go camping.” He explained, finally returning your journal back to you.

“The bears are way up north, I’m not planning on going that far.” You let out a soft laugh, “Besides, if you join me-”

Immediately, Bakugou shook his head, “Nope, no way in hell.”

“Why not? It’d be nice to have someone to complete my list with, rather than just spend the summer alone.” It was your pleading gaze that caused his rough demeanor to crumble for just a moment, something that seemed to happen more often than not whenever you were around.

Once more, his ash blonde locks moved with the wind as he shook his head, “Don’t you have shitty friends? Besides, I still have hero studies throughout the summer.”

“Not really...no…” Your head bowed down in abashment, realizing just how little you spoke to others that weren’t him or the classmates in the support course, “We can always plan around your schedule, ‘Suki.”

He refused to admit that his cheeks flushed at the sudden nickname, prepared to blame it on the warm weather if it were mentioned, “You’re annoying.”

“Come on! Please help me with this! I’ll finish all your upgrades for you before summer vacation starts…” If he refused once more, you would let it go, find a way to enjoy yourself, albeit alone.

The sigh that passed his lips was unreadable from where you sat, unsure of what his next words would possibly be. You wouldn’t blame him for not wanting to join you, hell he hardly complied with the crazy antics his friend group in class 2-A found themselves up to. So why was your chest pounding so hard, hoping for him to oblige?

“Tch, fine, only if you finish the upgrades, then you have a fucking deal.”

Offering your hand, you met Bakugou’s stare with fire in your eyes, “Shake on it then.”

“Whatever.” His palm was warm as it pressed to yours, fingers curled over as you shook on your deal.

The sound of the bells ringing inside was loud enough to be heard in the courtyard, signalling the end of lunch. As you gathered your things and headed back towards the support workshop, you already began to outline some of his demands from memory alone.

So when next week dragged along, you could witness the expression on Bakugou’s face at his fully upgraded costume.

JULY 2ND

“I cannot believe you actually managed to finish every single fucking thing I asked you to upgrade.” Bakugou scoffed, fingers curled tightly around the metal pole of the bus. You grinned cheekily opposite of him, leg bouncing with excitement as you got closer to your destination.

As promised, Bakugou sauntered into your workshop on the last day of classes only to see his costume upgraded with everything he demanded. He wanted to be annoyed, irritated that he would have to spend his summer helping you complete some “shitty little list”, but he was too entranced at the new design to even care.

So now here the two of you were, on a bus heading towards the beach to complete the very first thing on your summer bucket list. Though, Bakugou managed to bring a couple other people along with him for the trip.

“Maybe when we get back to school you can help me with my costume too!” Kaminari gushed at your side, whipping out his phone to begin swiping through his ideas.

When Bakugou arrived at the bus stop with his small group of friends that morning, he explained how he accidentally brought it up to them and they practically begged him to join. You were nothing short of thrilled at the prospect, heart growing warm at being surrounded by so many people.

“Fuck off, Dunce Face! She’s my costume designer, not yours!” Bakugou snapped, catching the attention of the few passengers on the bus who weren’t part of your small group.

When you curled further into your seat to avoid the glares of the elderly, Mina’s shoulder bumped into yours, “So is that how you know Bakugou, Y/N? We were wondering how he managed to befriend someone on his own!”

“I hate each and every one of you.” The ash-blonde declared, putting in his earbuds harshly to drown out those in his vicinity.

That was how the rest of the ride to the beach went, with Bakugou feigning ignorance towards his rambunctious group of friends and those friends bombarding you with questions. For the most part, they asked about the support course and your quirk, a bit taken back when you admit that you’re quirkless.

Just as the bus settled into a comfortable silence, Kaminari shattered through it by shouting with joy at the sight of the ocean now in your view. You couldn’t mask your amusement, laughing at the electric blonde and the way he was visibly buzzing waiting for the bus to stop and the doors to open.

“Oi, give me the umbrella.” Your attention was suddenly snapped towards Bakugou who glared down at you from a foot away, holding out an impatient hand for the large umbrella at your side.

Along with the vibrant colored parasol, he snatched your backpack and slung it over his shoulder before exiting the bus. You shuffled along, the rest of your group following suit and immediately heading towards the water.

Immediately the salty aroma of the ocean flooded your nostrils, ever so present even from a short distance. Seagulls roamed among the beach, some trotting along the ground and others soaring low in the clear sky.

You loved the feeling of walking along the soft sand, allowing your shoes to dangle off your finger as you trailed a brooding Bakugou. Rather than announce that he found an ideal location to set everything up, he halted everyone in their tracks by slamming the stake of the umbrella into the ground.

“Here.” Was all he grunted before you and the others went along with it, lying down blankets and towels along the warm sand.

It didn’t take much time at all for everyone to begin racing towards the ocean, clothes haphazardly discarded by their respective bags. Kirishima and Kaminari were the firsts to race over, Sero and Mina laughing as they watched the two practically stumble and fall into the cool water.

“You coming or what, slowpoke?” Bakugou glared in your direction, waiting for you to scramble onto your feet.

You quickly shot up, listening to him complain about his embarrassing friends as the two of you reached the edge of the water. The waves barely ghosted over the bottom of your calves as you began slowly stepping forwards. Meanwhile, Bakugou forced his way through the oncoming waves as if it were nothing, walking over to the others who stood waist deep in the ocean.

“Sero please help me with my boogie board moves!” Kaminari begged, “I just need you to use your quirk!”

“Isn’t that cheating?” Sero snickered, everyone watching the way Kaminari struggled to balance his upper body on the rather small piece of foam.

You finally reached the group, feeling goosebumps coat your skin as you waited to grow accustomed to the cool temperature. Mina wadded over to you, her entire body up to her neck underneath the water as she crouched, “You have to watch this, Kami’s going to fall so hard.”

“I can hear you Mina!” The blonde in question cried, “I’m gonna prove all of you wrong!”

“You’ll probably kill us by short-circuiting first, idiot.” Bakugou rolled his eyes, but nonetheless returned the ball that him and Kirishima were passing between one another.

Frustrated, Kaminari ignored his friend’s doubts and began swimming a bit further into the water, boogie board in tow. He managed to get his knees pressed upon the foam board, eagerly awaiting the next large wave to wash through.

“Sero! Now!” He shouted and you watched as the water grew in stature, dragging Kaminari and his flimsy board along with it. It was then Sero released a long stripe of tape as Kaminari propped himself feet flat on the foam. The tape curled around his ankles, securing him to the board as he rode the wave.

Well, that was before his own poor balance caused him to falter off, unceremoniously crashing into the water. As the wave drew closer, laughter shifted into gasps in surprise. You stared wide-eyed at the oncoming wave, feet dug into the sand below you as you froze in fear.

Just as the water began to crash over you, strong arms suddenly curled around your figure to keep you from being swept up in the ocean’s flow. It was only for a few moments that your head was underwater before it passed, your eyes fluttering open.

“Bakugou?” You peered up at the warm body clutching you to theirs, only to be met with widened red eyes. The two of you stared at one another for a few lingering seconds, his damp blonde locks trailing droplets down his complexion.

All at once he released his hold on you, eyebrows now furrowed, “Dumbass, why didn’t you fucking move?!”

“I panicked,” Admitting sheepishly, you scratched at the back of your neck, “Thank you.”

“Tch, it’s nothing.” He refused to meet your gaze, but you could almost detect a hint of pink scattered across his cheeks.

The others who had been carried by the wave eventually made their way back to you and Bakugou, Kaminari desperately searching for the boogie board in the process. Kirishima and Sero relentlessly teased him for his failed attempt to ride the wave, scolding him for using such a cheap board for balance.

As the sun continued to move along its axis, everyone was enjoying themselves in the water. You even managed to play a few silly games with the volleyball Kirishima managed to not lose in the waves, Bakugou reluctantly joining in on the activities.

When inevitably distracted, either a wave of water would be splashed in one’s direction or their head would be dunked. It was overall some of the most fun you had in a long time, outside of the thrill you felt when building new designs in the workshop.

“Are you okay?” Mina glanced over at you, your body beginning to grow warm despite the cool of the ocean water. You were desperately trying to ignore the exhaustion building up, wanting to spend as much time as possible with your new group of friends.

When you could hardly mutter out a syllable, Mina shouted for the boys to come over, “I think the sun’s getting to her, could one of you bring her back to shore?”

Kirishima began to offer, but was swiftly halted when Bakugou reached over and curled his fingers around your wrist, aiding you out of the ocean and its harsh pull. You trailed along, just able to keep up with him until you reached the myriad of blankets that were set up earlier.

A dull thud could be heard when you collapsed onto the blankets, but you were surprised to feel another presence sit down at your side. The look you shot in his direction had Bakugou immediately on the defensive.

“What?! You’re the dumbass who stayed in the sun too long.” He snapped, yanking a bottle of water, still cold, from his bag, “I’m making sure you don’t die, drink.”

You shuffled into a sitting position, chugging the refreshing liquid as if you hadn’t had any in days. Both of your eyes wandered towards the group who continued to play underneath the sun’s harsh rays, splashing and laughing animatedly.

“I just needed a moment-” You protested, but an arm shot out in front of you as you went to stand up, “I’m fine, seriously.”

“Give those idiots ten more minutes, they’ll be crying over how hungry they are.” Bakugou leaned back until he met the blanket, tossing one of his arms lazily over his eyes.

Crossing your legs in front of you in acceptance, you reached for your journal in your bag and began flipping through the pages. Thankfully your hands had dried, keeping your sacred notebook free of damage.

“So you never told me what you thought about the upgrades.” You mumble, catching his attention.

As you dragged a line across ‘Beach Trip’ from your bucket list, Bakugou spoke up, “I was impressed, to be honest. You finished them all really fucking quick.”

“Well I wanted to prove that I could,” You held your head up in triumph, “All the late nights at the workshop were worth it to see the great Bakugou Katsuki speechless.”

“Hah? Late nights? Do you take any care of yourself?” He sat back up, swiping your book from you in a similar fashion to that one afternoon at lunch. You didn’t even get the chance to wrestle it from his grasp before he began scribbling something on your bucket list.

Once he finished, he slapped the journal into your lap and watched you with narrowed eyes, “I’m making your shitty little list better.”

Scrawled along the bottom of your list stated the following: Take care of yourself!!!

“Aw, you actually care about me, Suki?” You taunted, giggling at the way his palms began to crackle in frustration.

Both you and him were taken by surprise at the admission that fell from your lips, “Thank you for helping me complete my list, I’m already having so much fun with you.”

Bakugou stared at you with eyes wide as saucers; he never met someone who could cause his jaw to slack with no harsh words slipping out. He never got the chance to respond anyways, as if right on cue the others tumbled over to the towels groaning about grabbing a bite to eat.

The rest of the afternoon was spent along the sand, from Sero burying Kaminari into the ground to watching Bakugou and Kirishima spar one another with light use of their quirks. Mina spent a majority of the time by your side, seemingly convinced that something more than a friendship was blooming between you and the hot-headed blonde. As much as you denied her accusations, your heart always palpitated a little harder when he’d glance back to check on you.

Given how well the day went, you were more than thrilled at crossing off more bullet points in your journal.

JULY 22ND

Nature continued to amaze you, from the roaring waves of the ocean to the whistling branches of the forest, all of it was simply mesmerizing. It may have also been the reason you found yourself constantly distracted along the hiking trail.

“If you keep stopping to admire the fucking leaves and bugs it’s going to get dark before we even make it, dumbass!” Bakugou shouted from a few yards in front of you, using the back of his hand to wipe at the perspiration accumulating on his forehead.

The dense forests did nothing to alleviate the growing humidity, which seemed to only increase your hiking partner’s ever present irritation. You glanced over at his scowling complexion, skipping along ahead of him on the path.

Hero duties had increased tenfold after the trip to the beach, leaving you to spend some of the summer working on your own personal inventions and projects. You managed to complete a few things on your list on your lonesome, such as ordering the special 10-scoop ice cream bowl from your favorite dessert shop. The stomach ache that followed suit was totally worth it.

When you asked Bakugou if him and his friends would want to accompany you on a hiking and camping escapade, you were startled to receive a response so fast saying he’d let you know when he had a free weekend. Apparently, the rest of his infamous group would be missing in action, but you didn’t really mind having just Bakugou around.

“Is the stuff getting too heavy? I can carry something you know, I’m not weak!” You argued, staring at the multitude of bags laid over his back. Stubborn as ever, Bakugou eventually sped up his pace to get ahead of you again, the rattling of the equipment a reminder of the added weight.

He shook his head, readjusting his grip on the shoulder strap, “Don’t underestimate me, focus on not tripping and dying.”

“Aye, aye, captain!” Raising your hand, you pressed the edge of it to your head in a saluting motion, laughing to yourself at the audible groan that Bakugou let out in response.

The trek up the mountain wasn’t nearly as bad as you feared, only a few steep portions had you clinging to the rocks for dear life, but you managed. Much to Bakugou’s disdain, you continued to slow your pace at times to admire the nature that surrounded the two of you all the way up to the campsite.

Though, you were able to rub it in his face that the two of you made it well before the sun began to set, its bright rays seeping down through the forest of greenery. The campsite was quaint, the ground flattened enough from decades of other travelers setting up their tents. A small circle of stones was located not too far from where you wound up pitching the tent, old ash from the previous fires still lying in between it.

When Bakugou began to drop logs into the makeshift campfire, you gasped at the green figure that landed on his shoulder, “Don’t move!”

“Hah?” Despite being completely puzzled, he managed to listen to you long enough for you to get a glimpse at the beautiful green butterfly that settled upon him, “What the fuck is your problem?”

“A butterfly landed on you!” You exclaimed, fascinated by its vibrant lime pattern.

Only a few more moments passed before he gently shrugged his shoulder, the butterfly quickly taking off as you watched it abscond into the trees, “Damn bugs.”

He placed the last log into the campfire as you headed to the tent to set up the interior. As you zipped open the bag containing what was supposed to be two rolled up sleeping bags, only one was located inside.

“Can you hurry up?” Bakugou suddenly called into the tent, causing you to release a small squeak in surprise.

Whipping around to face him, you met his glaring gaze, “Why?”

“There’s some cool shit on this mountain, not my problem if you don’t want to see it.” With that, he whipped the flaps of the tent to a swift close before stomping away.

You managed to tumble your way out, catching your foot on the edge of the flimsy material, but nonetheless managed to finish your exit without crashing into the dirt. Bakugou rolled his eyes at your clumsy behavior, already starting to walk off in the opposite direction.

“Wait for me!” Your voice chimed, jogging over to catch up.

The sun was about to start its descent any moment now, casting new shadows along the rocks and trees while you followed Bakugou like a lost puppy. Eventually, you allowed yourself to speak your curiosity, “How did you find this secret place anyways?”

“Found it once when I was hiking, I told you I’ve been here before.” He responded curtly, swiping at a few branches for the two of you to pass through.

The sound of rushing water immediately flooded your ears, drawing your interest the louder it got. You used the noise to guide you as you pushed past the blonde, eventually coming upon the edge of a decent sized body of water.

When you lifted your head up, you were met with the most magnificent waterfall you had ever seen in your life. The water cascaded from its crest, allowing it to free fall down into the shallow plunge, eventually rolling down the river. Greenery surrounded and plastered the stones that made up the gorge.

Bakugou was ready to scold you for shoving him only seconds before, but immediately froze when he watched the way your eyes beamed in glee at the nature-made falls. It was as if gemstones had collected themselves within your irises; the way they sparkled at the sight left him speechless, again.

“It’s so beautiful.” You whisper before slipping off your sneakers, placing them off to the side as you dipped your feet into the slow moving currents, “It’s like, I feel at peace here.”

He understood what you meant perfectly, but pride refused to let him admit it, “Yeah.”

Leaning down, you began to gather the small stones that cluttered the bottom of the shallow river, poorly attempting to skip them along the water’s surface. You tried moving a little deeper into the body of water, flicking your wrist a bit harsher, but nothing seemed to work.

Just as you went to straighten your spine after gathering another collection of rocks, you leaned back directly into someone standing tall behind you, “Bakugou! You scared the shit out of me!”

“Who else could it have possibly been?!” He shouted, reaching down to grab your wrist, “I’m tired of watching you fail at throwing these shitty rocks.”

His warmth radiated onto you as he glided his unexpectedly soft fingertips over the back of your hand, matching your current finger’s positions. You could almost feel every single intake of breath he made, trying desperately to focus on the way he squeezed your digits tighter against the stone.

“When I say to let go, listen.” Bakugou muttered, his words rolling directly onto your ear and causing the hair on the back of your neck to rise. He was having such an effect on you and you were entirely conflicted on whether or not it was necessarily a good thing.

He’s your friend, that’s it. You couldn’t do that anyways; he’s only a friend-

“Let go.”

The grey pebble skipped across the water once, twice - three times before sinking back to the bottom of the river. He proceeded to show you a couple more times how to perfect the technique and when he eventually retracted his body from yours, you resented the cool wind that suddenly surrounded you in his place.

“Come on, it’s going to get dark soon.” Bakugou’s voice pulled you from the roaring falls, slipping his footwear back on as he stepped out of the cold river. You mimicked his actions, making sure to not fall behind as the two of you headed back to the campsite. The beauty of the waterfall and sirene feeling that clutched at your heart would never be forgotten, though.

Dinner was extremely light and spent seated around the now lit campfire. You devoured your sandwich like a person starved for days, ignoring the glances of concern Bakugou seemed to occasionally give from your side. The sun was almost entirely hidden away, exposing the plethora of stars that scattered along the dark night sky.

As beautiful as space was though, you diverted your attention to the paper bag that you had placed carefully at your side. Inside was one of the single most important camping activities one should always complete when temporarily inhabiting the great outdoors.

“Have you ever made a ‘smore, Katsuki?” Holding up the bag of puffy marshmallows and decadent chocolate, you waved it across the air and attempted to gauge Bakugou’s reaction.

When he rolled his eyes, your answer was already given, “No, that shit’s unhealthy.”

“You haven’t lived!” You gasped, “Making these delicious treats is a vital part of the ultimate camping experience-”

“If I eat one will you please spare me from listening to you tell a fucking biography on it?” He didn’t even give you the chance to ramble on about its flavor and texture, taking the bag of marshmallows and stick from you.

The force he used to stake the marshmallow could probably harm an actual person, but you were too excited to watch as he held it just low enough to the flames that it began to coat itself in a light brown shade.

You grabbed a square of chocolate and a set of graham crackers, laying one on both palms in preparation, “When it's toasted enough for your liking, you place it-”

“I know how to make them, stupid.” Bakugou pressed the now partially burnt marshmallow onto the chocolate, “Tch, thanks.” While he slowly ate the classic camping treat, you zealously began to prepare your own.

Eventually, after maybe one too many smores, you glanced over to your side at Bakugou only to find that the melted marshmallow didn’t always make it into his mouth. A few webs of the sugary fluff coated the corner of his lips, but he didn’t seem to notice.

You reacted entirely subconsciously as you leaned over and swiped away at the residue with your thumb, seemingly caressing his now burning cheeks in the process. Bakugou didn’t react how you expected though, there was no screaming, no threats, no use of his quirk. He simply met your eyes and allowed you to wipe at the opposite corner.

His lips were surprisingly soft as your finger ghosted over, but all at once the reality of the situation settled in and you immediately jumped away from him, “S-Sorry! It was just on your face and-”

Bakugou interrupted you for the uptenth time that night, “It’s fine, let’s put out this damn fire.”

The fire quickly died out, removing a majority of the light from the wooded area. You smacked at the flashlight you brought along, allowing it to come to life and guide you back towards the tent.

That’s when you remembered what you discovered only a couple hours ago: there was only one sleeping bag, for two people. Just as you remember that little detail, Bakugou discovered it as he opened the tent to see the single bag laid across the floor.

“Where’s the other sleeping bag?” He asked, rummaging through the variety of bags in hopes of finding it, though you knew it would be to no avail.

Gnawing at your lower lip, you feared the reaction your next words would elicit from the explosive ash-blonde, “I guess I forgot it at home…?”

“You forgot it?” Bakugou repeated, “Really?”

“Sorry…” That bottom lip you once chewed on fell into a pout, one that did nothing but tug on the heartstrings Bakugou actually had.

He released a soft sigh, “Oi, don’t fucking cry, you get the sleeping bag I’ll figure something out.”

“No, you get the sleeping bag! It’s my fault anyways that there’s only one!”

This went on for a multitude of minutes, both of you going back and forth on who should spend the night wrapped up in the cheap fabric of the makeshift cocoon. It was going nowhere, neither one of you wanted to back down.

“Let’s just share the damn sleeping bag!” You finally shouted, finger pointed at it, “We’re not children, I don’t have cooties, just sleep in the fucking bag with me!”

Bakugou was taken aback for a moment by your foul language as he had never heard you spew out such words in the near two years he’s known you. In a strange way, it almost made him proud.

“Fine!” He yelled in response, unsure of what else to truly say.

That’s how you wound up with your leg pressed into Bakugou’s, two sets of eyes burning holes into the center of the tent. The top part of the sleeping bag laid over both of your figures, your arms laid over your stomach as to make more room for the muscular hero-in-training at your side. Crickets and owls could be heard chirping from a distance, a nice break to the deafening silence that filled the small tent.

Until you finally broke the quiet, “Are you ready for your last year at Yuuei?”

“Hah?” He turned his head to look at you, forgetting just how close in proximity you were, “I don’t see why not.”

“What are your plans when you graduate?”

“The fuck is this, twenty questions?” Bakugou huffed.

You craned your neck over as well, only to feel his nose just barely brush against your own, “Just curious, is all.”

“I don’t know what my plans are, all I know is that I will become the number one hero one day and surpass All Might.” His red eyes never faltered from contact, nothing but seriousness behind his every word.

Nodding slowly, you couldn’t mask the small smile that grazed your lips, “Why do you want to be a hero, or I guess what drives you to do it?”

“I want to win, you need to win to save.”

Bakugou was fully prepared for you to chastise his reasonings, well used to being told that saving is most important, but your next few words set an inferno in his heart, “You’re going to be an amazing hero one day, Katsuki. I can’t wait for the world to see.”

“Y-You know,” He hardly ever stammered over his speech, “If you turn your body on your side, there’ll be more room in this shitty bag.”

“You’re right.” You whisper, shifting so that your entire body was now lying in his direction.

Following your actions, the two of you stared at one another, but for once it was comfortable - the silence.

“Goodnight, ‘Suki. Thank you for an amazing day, and another thing to cross off my list.” An unwarranted yawn fell from your mouth, your eyelids growing heavier by the second until you eventually allowed them to close.

That night, Bakugou discovered a part of him that he hadn’t even known existed, let alone would have ever made room for before, “Yeah, goodnight.”

You could have sworn the weight of his arm draped over your side, but you had already been too far into the land of dreams to fully notice.

AUGUST 18TH

When the end of summer drew closer, the influx of carnivals and fairs seemed to pop up out of seemingly nowhere. Though it wasn’t entirely out of thin air, given attending one was one of the few things left the list.

Your partner in crime, or rather in summer-bucket-list-completing, continued to aid you through your list when he managed to find the time. A part of you almost felt guilty for the way Bakugou was spreading his time so thinly between Yuuei and your silly activities.

Nonetheless, you got to see the many faces of Bakugou Katsuki over the past few weeks, more so than you had witnessed in the many months you had already been acquaintances. He had become one of your closest friends, and on the other hand he found himself enjoying your presence more and more.

These feelings accumulating frightened the both of you, but for oh so different reasons.

“Why do you keep attracting these damn butterflies wherever you go?” Bakugou watched as one suddenly flew past the two of you on your way to the carnival.

This one was jet black, masking any of the colors that desperately tried to flourish beneath its dark wings. You watched as it fluttered away just as fast as it appeared, flying high enough to contrast with the beautiful sunset that surrounded you and him.

Obnoxious carnival music could eventually be heard as you reached the opening arch way, immediately overwhelmed by the wide variety of colors that glowed from the different amusement rides. What truly stole your interest first was the different fair games and their assortment of large prizes.

“Oi.” Bakugou called out to you as you began weaving through the heavy crowd of people. He could hardly spot you among the sea of fair-goers, his eyebrows furrowed in frustration, “Y/N, slow down!”

A hand quickly reached for your wrist, fingers curling tightly around it as Bakugou had finally picked you out of the crowd. For a better grip, he slid the pads of his fingers downwards until he could lace them through yours. He told himself this would only be until the crowd grew sparse, then he would let go.

“What kind of rides do you like, Katsuki?” You asked once the two of you finally slipped out of the huge group of people, though his palm remained flat against yours.

His eyes roamed the small fair, quickly checking out the light variety, “Tch, anything’s fine.”

Bakugou didn’t realize just how literally you would take his words, as you proceeded to drag him towards all sorts of different rides. From the child-like rollercoaster, to the rapid twister, to bumper cars, you nearly went on every single ride that wasn’t designated towards children specifically.

The whole while, Bakugou’s hand would casually slip into yours at the end of each and every ride, only releasing his grip when you would approach the next. It felt so easy, so simple - neither of you wanted it to stop.

There were only a few rides left to complete, one of them being the large ferris wheel that centered the entire fair. The line had grown rather long, but despite Bakugou’s complaints he stood waiting right by your side. That is, until your stomach growled so audibly even a few people nearby attempted to locate the source of the odd noise.

“When did you last eat?!” Bakugou hissed, his fingers clenching around yours while shooting daggers in your direction.

Shrugging, you were unsure of when you had eaten before getting on the train to meet up with him, “Ah I don’t know, we can-”

“What do you want?” He asked, “You’re not about to pass out on this goddamn ride.”

“Can you get me a pretzel, then?” With a nod, Bakugou let go of your hand and wandered off towards the abundance of food stalls.

As he searched for the source of what you craved, you briefly overheard the couple next to you in line, “See, her boyfriend offers to get her food, why can’t you ever do that for me?”

Boyfriend. The word rang through your head like a thousand different alarms. Sure, Bakugou was a boy, and he had managed to become your friend, but putting the two words together insinuated an entirely different concept.

It wasn’t like you weren’t attracted to him, or that you didn’t jump in circles in your room after Bakugou obliged to joining you for the summer. He had managed to fully capture your heart in a single summer, but it didn’t bring you the joy most people would feel.

As long as he doesn’t return the feelings, all will be okay.

“Earth to Y/N!” A voice pulled you out of your mind, bringing you back to the present where Bakugou was holding a pretzel between his fingers, “I took a bite, it’s my fee.”

The laugh that you let out forced Bakugou to restrain his lips from lifting, simply handing you the salty snack before returning to your side. He glanced down at your vacant palm and cursed himself for how things seemed to wind up.

When Bakugou accepted your deal to carry out your summer list, he initially did it to receive his upgrades before the school year came to an end. Aiding you in these silly activities meant nothing, until just as quickly they meant everything to him. You enjoyed being around him, never afraid to tease and taunt him, and most of all you believed and respected his reasoning to become a hero.

He tried so hard to shove away the feelings he inevitably caught for you; a part of him believed it was because he knew what so few people did about you-

“Next!” The ferris wheel operator shouted and both you and Bakugou were in fact in the front already.

You tossed the napkin that once held your pretzel in the waste bin before being escorted to the double person seat. Locked into place, your hand quickly seeked out Bakugou’s almost on its own accord.

The ride began to move, stopping every few feet to allow new passengers onto the attraction. Before either of you fully realized, you had reached the peak of the wheel.

“Oh, wow.” You gasped in complete wonder, admiring the view of the world from such a high point.

Bakugou wanted to see what you were so awestruck about but his eyes refused to tear away from your complexion. Even when you met his gaze, he tossed his pride to the wind and leaned across the seat, his face only centimeters away from your own.

“Katsuki…” Your voice came out in a hushed whisper, almost shaking as his nose practically nudged you to move. Seconds before the ride would begin to turn once more, his lips pressed themselves against yours.

In all of his years, Bakugou was never one known to do things in a gentle manner. He was arrogant, explosive, and prideful. Yet when he kissed you so briefly before the ride started to move, it had been the softest you ever witnessed him.

But, it wasn’t that easy, for you at least.

“Where the fuck are you going?!” You could feel the tears pooling your lower lash line, threatening to escape as you bolted from the ride the second they lifted the restraints.

Bakugou chased after you, heart sinking into his stomach the longer you ran away from him. He couldn’t, he refused to accept what had been the truth from the very start.

“Stop running!” He eventually managed to catch up to you, locking his fingers around your arm as he twirled you around to face him, “You don’t have to run…”

The two of you stood on the outskirts of the fair grounds, the street light flickering on and off while the both of you attempted to catch your breath.

“I don’t feel the same way!” You cried, trying so hard to believe the absolute lie that spewed past your lips.

He didn’t believe you either, “Don’t fucking lie to me, don’t tell me you haven’t felt anything throughout these past few months.”

“It doesn’t matter!” Your voice grew louder.

“Why not?!”

The dam had officially shattered, “You know damn well why! I’m sick, Katsuki, did you forget that? Why do you think I made this silly list in the first place...because this very well may be my last summer, ever.”

“You don’t know that.” He gritted his teeth, fists clenched at his sides as he refused to accept the truth that he had been avoiding the moment he realized he had any ounce of feelings for you.

While the tears trailed down your complexion, you bowed your head down, “It’s why they call it a bucket list, it's a list of things you want to do before you kick it yourself.”

“I’m not getting any better…” You admit sheepishly, continuing, “I can’t drag you into my mess when- when I don’t even know how long I have left.”

“You dragged me into your so-called mess the second you asked me to help you complete your shitty list.” Bakugou’s words may have been harsh, but the way your body collided into his when he pulled you into his chest - it felt like home.

You sobbed into his shirt for what felt like hours; what had been his palm originally awkwardly pressed to your back had now begun to glide up and down in a soothing motion.

“Oi, look at me.” He used his other hand to grab your chin, forcing your bloodshot eyes to meet his, “I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing when it comes to this shit, all I know is that when I look at you, the feeling I get? I never want it to stop.”

It was your turn this time to initiate the kiss, leaning up and allowing your lips to slant over his. Bakugou made you feel invincible, and you never wanted that to stop.

“Let me be the hero I’m supposed to be.” Bakugou muttered against your mouth before pulling back briefly, “You don’t have to fucking go through it alone.”

“Okay.”

AUGUST 30TH

Bakugou was never one for sentiments, but looking back on the summer that had passed he felt nothing but warmth flood through his entire body. Especially given the past couple of weeks that consisted of finishing off the last few bullet points on your list: from roller skating to dinner and a movie, every last one was crossed for completion.

He never thought he’d see himself content, smiling at just simply the presence of another person, but every moment with you was a moment he never wanted to forget. Bakugou would become the number one hero and he wanted to do it while you watched.

You had told him about your most recent trip to the doctor’s, which was roughly one week before classes began at Yuuei. When he asked about your results, you waved him off and explained how you had to wait a few days before they would come in.

“Bakugou! Hey!” A familiar cheery voice shouted for his attention as he walked through the halls of his high school, officially a third and final year.

When he spun around, he was met with Kirishima’s infectious grin, “Hey Shitty Hair.”

The two conversed about their summers outside of hero training, Kirishima reflecting back on the beach trip the lot of them had taken with you. He even asked how you were doing, but that’s when Bakugou realized you hadn’t texted him all morning; complete and utter radio silence.

“I’ll meet you in class, I have to go do something.” He didn’t even wait for a response, darting down the hallway through the cluster of students. Your workshop, you had to be in there.

Every corner he turned his heart palpitated harder and harder, why didn’t you contact him this morning? What happened? Maybe your phone died? Got too held up in your workshop?

Every worst possibility Bakugou could possibly think of came to fruition when he slammed open the metal door to your space, only to find it as vacant as you had left it all summer long.

“Oh, Bakugou-” The third-year support hero suddenly walked over to the panicked ash-blonde, “I’m guessing you haven’t heard…”

It didn’t matter that he was going to miss homeroom, there would always be another class, but there would never be another you. His legs dragged him to the hospital, the one you were apparently in emergency surgery for, trying so hard to keep the unfamiliar emotions at bay.

He slammed his body into the glass doors, forcing them to part as he breathlessly asked the nearest receptionist for your room. The hesitation in her tone as she gave him the wing of the hospital was entirely lost on him, a small detail he’d come to think about at a later date.

Everything appeared like a blur as he ran to the opposite side of the hospital, and it was only then that Bakugou realized he was crying.

“I-I’m looking for a young patient, she was - fuck! - admitted to emergency surgery-” Never in his life had he stumbled over his words so carelessly, speaking to the first employee he could find.

“Are you Bakugou?” A small voice caught his attention, causing him to whip around only to be met with the saddened eyes of a young nurse.

He nodded, watching as she offered him an envelope, sealed with one of the many stickers he had seen before scattered along your journal.

Nothing would ever heal the small hole that pierced through his heart when he opened up that letter, right outside the hallway that led to the mortuary.

Bakugou Katsuki,

I know, you hate me. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about the results I received from the doctor’s right before classes started up again. How could I do that to you? You had so much hope for me, for us, I didn’t want to destroy it so soon.

I just want to say, thank you for the greatest summer I’ve ever had. If it weren’t for you I would have probably never completed my silly little list, but I did! We did! Every single adventure you and I went on will forever burn brightly in my heart, even long after it's stopped beating.

Please, don’t tear yourself up for this, you had no control over my sickness. You know what you do have control over though? You have the power and control to become the number one hero one day, making sure to win to save, just like you truly want to.

Always remember to seize every moment that comes to you, carpe diem as they say, I don’t know I read it in a book somewhere and thought it would sound cool.

I hope you get everything you want out of being a hero, Katsuki, it may be a bit too soon in the relationship but I think I love you.

Sincerely,

Yours

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Earl Grey and Lavender - Shinsou Hitoshi

Author: @kingexpl0sionmurder Rating: 16+ Pairing: Shinsou Hitoshi/F!Reader Words: 2,713 Warnings: Language (Bakugou has a potty mouth), adorableness, Denki is a crack head, I have weird taste in ice cream. AN: Welcome to my contribution to the BNHarem SFW server collab for June! The prompt was summer! I got lucky and nabbed Shinsou and this is just wholesome and adorable. Also yes, Earl Grey and Lavender ice cream is real, you can get it in the Harry Potter park at Universal and it slaps. Check the rest of the collab submissions HERE HERE is my masterlist Buy me a Kofi! ---

There was only one thing that you loved about working at The Ice Creamery during the summer, and that was the free ice cream.

The hot and shirtless guys walking past the shop on the daily were a nice treat too, of course. But the fact that you could have a free scoop of whatever flavor you wanted once a day was the highlight of your summer, and there was no man that could walk into that shop and distract you from it, no matter how handsome or stacked they were.

That was until you met Shinsou.

There was something about him that had you immediately attracted to him. Maybe it was the color of his hair, or his eyes, or the way he smirked at you and quirked his eyebrow when you made fun of him.

It started on a regular Friday afternoon. The shop was busy as usual, the summer bringing tourists to the beaches in droves. You happened to work at a location that was close to the water, so a lot of people would stop by on their way back to their cars or hotels for a cone or sundae. You were manning the freezer case, taking orders and scooping flavors, when you heard the bell jingle on the front door, signaling the arrival of new customers.

You barely spared them a glance, concentrating on scooping ice cream into the metal cup in your hands, and then spinning around to add milk and shove the cup into the milkshake machine. It wasn’t until minutes later when your co-worker came by, whispering excitedly in your ear about the pro hero Red Riot, that you took a good look.

A group of pro heroes were standing toward the back of the shop and peering at the chalkboard menus behind the counter, talking among themselves as they decided what they wanted. You could immediately recognize Red Riot, his bright red hair held back from his face with a bandanna. To his left was Ground Zero, the ever-present scowl adorning his pretty face as he glared daggers at the menu like it had personally offended him.

On his right was the pro hero Pinky, who was leaning against Cellophane, the two of them arguing over the merits of a waffle cone versus a sundae cup. Chargebolt was beside them, talking to a guy with purple hair that you’d never seen before. His equally purple eyes were trained on the menu above you, his lips twisted in a frown as he read through the flavor choices.

Deciding that you were probably being creepy by just standing there, you cleared your throat. “Can I help who’s next?”

Red Riot flashed you his shark-toothed grin, stepping forward and dragging Ground Zero behind him. “Hi! Can I get two scoops of rocky road on a waffle cone, please?”

“Sure! You want a regular cone or the chocolate-dipped?” Pointing at the different cones you had on display, you held back a laugh when you saw his look of confusion.

“Oh no, I don’t know!” The pleading puppy dog look he gave his grumpy friend was comical. “Bakubro, what should I get?”

“How the fuck should I know?” Clicking his tongue, he folded his arms across his chest and glared. The sour look was short-lived as he caved under the pouting bottom lip of his red-haired friend. “Get him the chocolate-dipped one. And let me have 2 scoops of mango, in a cup.”

“Please and thank you!” Red Riot perked up, grinning at you again.

You nodded, getting to work on the order, passing it off to your coworker who was working on the toppings, trying not to think about how adorable that entire exchange had been.

“Mina, I don’t know why you were even arguing with me, we all know you’re going to get the same thing you always get and then complain that you can’t eat it all.” Cellophane teased as he walked up to the counter.

“And then she’ll force me to help her finish it and I’ll feel like shit later because I ate too much,” Chargebolt added, shaking his head.

“Shut up! I just know what I like, okay?” Mina chirped, bounding up to the counter and leaning on the glass. “Can I get a banana split, please? Go hard with the chocolate sauce, I can handle it.”

“You got it. Is that for here or to go?” You grabbed a banana from under the counter and got to work on peeling it open.

“For here. We need to sit and cool off, it’s so hot out there!” She slumped forward, resting her cheek on her palm. “These boys are running me ragged. I don’t know why I agreed to go on this vacation with them.”

“Because you love us?” Cellophane supplied helpfully from behind her. “You’ve been putting up with us since we were 15, Mina. Did you forget how we are?”

“I think I was trying to repress it.” She deadpanned, winking at you. “But you keep reminding me, Sero.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. Enjoying a glimpse into the personal dynamics of these pro heroes was the highlight of your day. Everyone knew them as celebrities who saved the world on the daily, but it was kind of cool to witness them being normal people firsthand.

Once you had the banana situated in the dish, you added the ice cream to the middle and added the whipped cream and copious amounts of chocolate sauce. “How’s that?”

Peering through the glass, she smiled. “Perfect!”

“I went HAM with the chocolate sauce as requested.” You slid it over to your coworker for the rest of the toppings. “Give her extra cherries.”

“Aw, you’re sweet. I like you!” Mina cheered, shuffling over to give her friend some room.

Sero ordered an orange creamsicle milkshake. “I know it’s lame but…”

Chargebolt patted him on the shoulder. “It’s not lame, bro. It would be lame if you just got plain vanilla.”

“I half expected Bakugou to get vanilla.” The purple-haired man spoke for the first time, his deep voice surprising you.

Snorting, Chargebolt laughed, clutching his stomach as he bent over. “I mean, he does go to bed at like 8 pm. He seems the type, doesn’t he?”

“Shh, Denki, he’ll hear you!” Cellophane pushed his friend, rolling his eyes. “You have a death wish, I swear.”

You glanced over to see their explosive friend was concentrating on his mango ice cream at a table in the back, Red Riot beside him and chattering happily, struggling to keep up with the ice cream dripping down his cone. You were pretty sure he couldn’t hear them, anyway.

“What can I get for you?” You asked the blonde, pouring the milkshake into a cup and finishing off the top with some whipped cream. You handed it to Sero with a smile, turning your attention to the electric hero in front of you.

“I can’t decide between the cotton candy and the bubble gum.” Sighing dramatically, he scrunched his nose. “Life is so hard.”

“Why am I friends with you?” His nameless friend looked exasperated. “Just pick one.”

“That’s rich coming from you, Shinsou. You don’t even know what you want yet.”

Shinsou opened his mouth, but you cut him off.

“Why don’t you get a scoop of each? Then you don’t have to choose.”

Gesturing to you, the purple-haired man raised his eyebrows. “Look at that, Denki. I know that’s a foreign concept to you, but we call that problem-solving.”

“Shut up!” Denki pouted at his friend. “I know what problem-solving is, you overgrown troll doll.”

“Ha!” Eyes wide, you slapped your hand over your mouth, realizing you’d laughed a little too loudly.

“He looks like a troll doll, tell me I’m wrong! The way his hair defies gravity like that? It’s completely natural, too. He doesn’t even put gel in it or whatever.” Denki giggled, leaning on the counter.

“I wouldn’t sleep tonight, Kaminari,” Shinsou threatened ominously, crossing his arms across his chest.

“Great! Well, cutie, since I’m going to die tonight, I think I deserve a scoop of each like you suggested, in a cup.” He winked at you, and you blushed, nodding and moving to replace your gloves before you got his order together.

“I hope this doesn’t give you diabetes.” You said sincerely, handing him his ice cream, frowning at the sour patch kids he’d requested for the top. “My blood sugar is through the roof just looking at that thing.”

“Diabetes is nothing compared to how Shinsou will be murdering me in my sleep!” He said cheerfully. “Gotta go out with a bang, you know?” He saluted you and wandered over to the register to pay for his ice cream.

Finally, it was just you and Shinsou. You were relieved to see he was the last one in line as well, so you would have ample time to check him out and flirt with him shamelessly.

Remembering what Denki had said earlier, you smiled at him. “Did you figure out what you wanted yet? I can give you some suggestions if you’re not sure.”

Amethyst eyes trailed over the menu again. “I don’t know...”

Clearing your throat, you tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. “I have a secret talent, you know.”

He blinked at you. “You….what?”

“I can tell what kind of ice cream is right for you just by looking at you.” You glanced down at your nails, feigning disinterest. “It’s a gift, I guess. I’ve got second sight when it comes to desserts.” You looked back at his face, fluttering your eyelashes.

Shinsou’s chuckle made you shiver. “Okay, you’ve got my attention.” He leaned against the counter, smirking at you. “Go ahead.”

Clapping your hands, you bounced on your toes. “Oh yay! Okay, let me see…”

You stroked your chin, squinting at him, watching him squirm under your gaze. He was wearing an old and faded band t-shirt over his black swim shorts, and you could see his biceps bulging beneath the short sleeves.

“Well?” He interrupted your blatant staring. “Have you figured me out?”

“Mmhm!” You turned and grabbed a cup, walking to the end of the freezer, and sliding open the door. You moved over the chocolate chip to reach a hidden tub of ice cream, filling the cup with 3 scoops of the pale purple treat.

“What is it?” Shinsou asked when you placed the cup in front of him and shoved and spoon in it.

“It’s a secret flavor. It isn’t on the menu, and they really only make it because it’s my favorite and I begged them to keep a tub of it for me. I’m allowed one scoop a day for free and this is what I have.” You pushed it toward him. “I’m trusting you with this secret. No one can know I have this.”

“You make it sound like it’s forbidden. Is there some kind of Ice Cream FBI that’s going to come in here and arrest you or something?” He smacked his palm on the counter, leaning in and speaking lowly. “Is it like the Vegan Police?”

Snorting at his Scott Pilgrim reference, you shook your head. “No, I just don’t want anyone to know because I don’t like to share it. But, I’m making an exception for you.”

“Why me?” He asked, looking surprised.

“I don’t know. It kind of matches your hair, so I feel like you’re worthy.” Shrugging, you crossed your arms. “It’s Earl Grey and Lavender.”

“Like the tea?” He looked down at it, puzzled. “Hmm. That sounds...good.”

“It’s a revelation. You can thank me later.” The bell jingled above the door, signaling that you had to cut your flirting short. “Let me know what you think, okay?”

Long fingers wrapped around the cup as he picked it up. “Thank you…” He squinted at the name tag on your shirt. “Y/N.” Clearing his throat, he smiled at you. “I’m Shinsou, by the way.”

“You’re welcome, Shinsou.” It took everything in you not to watch as he walked over to pay for his ice cream, turning your attention to the new customers walking up to the counter.

You busied yourself with helping them, trying not to glance over at the table in the back where you could hear Denki starting some kind of trouble. You were taking a chance with that ice cream flavor. It wasn’t for everyone.

You didn’t have any kind of sixth sense like you’d said, obviously. You’d just wanted to get him flustered and maybe get his attention. There was just something about him that told you he would like it. You just hoped you were correct.

Telling your coworker that you were taking your break, you got yourself your free scoop and headed into the back to enjoy it in peace. You were about halfway through it when she poked her head in the room.

“Some guy with purple hair is out here asking for you.”

Jumping up, you forgot all about your ice cream, leaving the cup sitting on the desk you had been leaning against. Patting down your hair, you walked out into the shop, noticing it was completely empty, save for the man who was looking for you.

He was leaning against the counter with his arms crossed, waiting patiently. You walked around the counter and smiled at him. “Everything okay?”

He stood up straight, letting his arms drop to his sides. “Everything’s great. I just wanted to thank you again.”

Waving your hand in dismissal, you blushed. “Aw, don’t mention it. Did you like it?”

“It was probably the best thing I’ve ever tasted. How did you know I’d like it?”

Smiling at him, you shrugged. “I’m a firm believer that your taste in ice cream flavors says a lot about your personality. You just looked like the type of guy who likes tea and reading books with a cat on your lap while you listen to The Smiths. That’s the kind of person who likes earl gray and lavender ice cream.”

“That’s eerily accurate. Is that the kind of person you are then?” He raised his eyebrow. “Cause if that’s the case, then I’m going to need your phone number.”

Your heart flipped in your chest at his words. “I could be. Give me your phone.”

Grinning, he pulled his phone from his pocket and unlocked it, pulling up his contacts and handing it to you. “What time are you off work?”

Your hands were shaking with nerves as you typed in your number and handed it back to him. “I’m off at 7.”

“Good. Want to hang out after? My friends want to go to a bar, but we’re not sure what’s good around here.” He took the phone from you and slipped it into his pocket, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “I mean if you’re not busy.”

Pretending to think about it, you teased him. “I mean, I guess I can make some room in my nonexistent social life for you and your friends.”

“I’m flattered.” He smirked. “As long as you’re prepared to deal with them, that is. They’re kind of a handful.”

“I think I can handle it.” The bell above the door chimed again as more customers came in. “I’ve got to go back to work though. Text me?” You bit your lip, glancing up at him from under your lashes.

“You can count on it.” He blushed, shoving his hands in his pockets. “See you later?”

Nodding, you walked backward a bit, not wanting to say goodbye so soon. “Yeah, see you later.”

You walked back behind the counter, watching as he left the store, your heart hammering in your chest. You felt your phone vibrate in your pocket a few minutes later, your face hot as you blushed at the message you received.

Unknown: I think I have a newfound appreciation for ice cream. I wonder why?

You threw yourself back into your work, forgetting about the ice cream you’d left on the desk in the back room. That was the first time you’d let it melt before you’d finished it, and it was all because of Shinsou.

It wouldn’t be the last time, either.

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bokunoheroanalysisforthefuture · 3 years

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Okay, so the brain’s a bit caught up in one of my other writing projects, but I refuse to abandon this entirely. So I’m gonna just power through this and then get back to Vibing™.

Actually, it’s kinda cute that the hero Thirteen is introduced in chapter thirteen. I wonder if Hori did that on purpose or just managed it as a fun coincidence.

[No. 13 - Rescue Training]

So we start off on Wednesday morning (which would be April 12th/11th) at 7:35 AM. There’s a hostage situation by a villain who looks like a goddamned pokemon (my brain has made the ‘buff ditto’ comparison and now I am Shook) who is, according to Mt. Lady, a serial robber and murderer by the name of Habit Headgear. Kamui Woods, whose wood bindings have apparently been broken trying and failing to contain the guy, is tossed back on the ground as he notes the villain is strong and a quick strategist.

Seems like she and Kamui Woods have teamed up together! Or at least responded to the same villain attack again. Also, who’s this dude?

Random Mii Blaster escaped from Smash Ultimate and is now in BNHA, when will the madness end.

Naturally, the hostages are not handling this situation super well, though the crowds watching don’t seem as worried? IDK hard to tell from far away. The buff ditto villain uses double team, no wait I mean agility, actually his high speed to show how outclasses the heroes on the scene are.

As he announces his plans to escape, we see All Might rushing in loud enough for the stomps to be heard. He announces his arrival mere moments before he fucking snaps the villain’s neck with a handchop - or, well, not really, but damn that had to be a hard hit. All Might also managed to grab the family out of harm’s way in the process, announcing that he’s on his morning commute.

The crowds cheer for All Might, while Mt. Lady and Kamui Woods are somewhat put out - they appreciate the help, but also worry All Might will put them out of business.

(I guess this is where all those fics that do bring up how All Might cuts down the hero job market on his own pull from? Or just coincidence, who knows.)

The police thank All Might with salutes for the help, and All Might give his own quick responding salute before he declares he needs to head off so he won’t be late. Of course, that’s when he hears about a hit-and-run (that super hearing lol) and takes off, just so coincidentally in the direction of said trouble. Despite that fact that he needs to get to work. This man.

While he’s in the air, he considers how his speed has dropped, and that he’s been weakening since he passed on his power. Not to mention that after his rescue of Izuku and Katsuki from the sludge villain, his maximum time went down. Which is not at all referencing him about to overdo it again and lose more time, no siree.

We descend into a flashback to right where we left off after the battle trial, with All Might confronting Izuku about telling Katsuki about (some of) One For All. All Might is surprised and a bit nervous? Worried? Or that bead of sweat in the flashback might be from the strain of holding the form when he’s about to run out of time.

In any case, Izuku in the past apologizes and says he hasn’t even told his mom, but that he had to tell Katsuki something… All Might determines this might be a consequence of not being explicit enough about keeping the secret, since Izuku isn’t the type to brag or boast. Also calls Izuku too sincere, hah, isn’t that the truth. All Might says it’s lucky Katsuki thought he was joking, so All Might can forgive the slip this time, but that Izuku cannot tell another soul.

(Stares at this.) (Looks at recent manga events.) Whelp.

Anyways, All Might catches the car of the hit and run guy (and man, that face the dude is making) while thinking about how, suitable successor or not, Izuku’s still just fifteen, so All Might had to make things clear. Of course, then All Might overhears about a hostage crisis the next town over, and, well.

We transition to right after lunch (12:50) with Aizawa announcing that that day’s hero training plans - something supervised by himself, All Might, and one other teacher. Izuku realizes it has to be a special class, while Sero raises his hand to ask what they’re doing. Aziawa’s reply?

I swear this is exactly the same shit All Might did before the battle trial, gimme a second-

Bahahahaha incredible. Though then again, I wonder if those are security cards keys to certain locations. It would make sense, though then I wonder how Katsuki and Izuku were able to get into Training Ground Beta without one… hrm…

Anyways! Kaminari, Ashido, and Kirishima end up talking about it; Kaminari says it’ll be a rough day, with Ashido pumped as she agrees, and Kirishima also pumped as he says that it’s what being a hero is all about. Asui notes that she’ll be right as home in a flood. Aizawa silences them with a glare, saying he’s not done. He presses the button to unveil the costume lockers, telling the class that it’s their choice whether or not to wear their costumes, since some of them are ill-suited for this kind of activity.

Oh boy, will this put you on the path to the hero you’ll be come… but not for the reasons you think, buddy. The joke here is trauma.

It seems like most of the class does still choose to go in costume, barring Izuku - whose costume is still being repaired after the damage done to it in battle training. However, he still has his belt, gloves, knee pads, and mouth guard (with the mouth guard being new) on him.

Golly, I wonder why your costume needed to be replaced, Izuku.

(thonk.)

Also Tenya jkfdkjdgfkj Oh My God You Dramatic Egg. He’s got a whistle and he’s directing the class to line up by ID number so they can fill the seats in an orderly fashion.

I’m love this boy so much. And it’s even funnier because the bus has an open layout, meaning it was pointless. Poor Tenya is in Despair, with Ashido teasing him for his efforts being wasted.

Savage. But yeah, looks like it’s Sato, Izuku, Asui, Kirishima, Tenya, Ashido, Aoyama, and Kaminari in the front seats. And Asui - sorry, Tsuyu - just outright says she says what’s on her mind, which startles Izuku since he didn’t expect her to talk to him I guess? She tells Izuku to call her Tsuyu, then turns to him and just says his quirk resembles All Might’s.

Izuku, being the sincere boy he is, stutters and stumbles out something that almost looks like a denial, before Kirishima, bless his himbo soul, points out that All Might doesn’t get hurt by his own quirk, so they’re already different in that way. He then goes on to state that that kind of simple, strength enhancing quirk is awesome and that a lot of cool stuff can be done with it.

Kirishima then goes on to show off his hardening, saying that it’s good for a fight, but otherwise boring. Midoriya ‘holy fuck I love quirks’ Izuku thinks otherwise, actually sparkling as he proclaims the quirk to be neat and more than enough for going pro. Kaminari notes that heroes also have to worry about popular appeal. Aoyama says his navel laser quirk is both strong and cool, and thus perfect for heroics. Ashido then kneecaps him by adding in that that’s as long as he doesn’t blow up his own stomach.

Ashido’s Savagery: The Sequel.

In the next panel, we see Katsuki’s been paying attention to this convo, which has me wondering if this is when he was first starting to piece together OFA from Izuku’s mention of ‘getting the quirk from someone else’ and ‘like All Might’s’. However, when he is brought up in the conversation (alongside Shouto) as examples of ‘strong and cool quirks’, he feigns disinterest and looks away, trying to play cool.

(Also, he doesn’t seem to have his gauntlets on him here, though I know he’s brought one with him as seen a bit later. I wonder whether he chose to leave one of them behind or if he might have been restricted from bringing more than one by Aizawa… interesting either way.)

Tsuyu then brings up how Katsuki being so unhinged means he’ll never be popular. Katsuki, naturally, takes offence and slams his hands on the rail in front of him, demanding to know what she just said. Tsuyu sticks out her tongue as she points at him making her point. Poor Jirou, having to be seated next to someone so loud.

And the moment literally the whole discord was waiting for, Kaminari’s brutal vocabulary takedown of Katsuki, something cut entirely from the anime. Friendly reminder that Kaminari is, in fact, a major lit nerd! He’s Not Dumb! Stop Making Him Dumb In Fics! He not only has the most verbose vocabulary in the class that isn’t from the rich kids (and in some ways is even more so), he also has Katsuki absolutely pegged despite only knowing him for a few days. He Earned His UA Spot.

While Katsuki snaps back at Kaminari, Izuku is hunched over in disbelief that Katsuki’s the one getting bullied for once, but he supposes that that’s UA for you…

To the side, Yaomomo declares the conversation vulgar, while Ochako is laughing and saying it’s fun. Offscreen, I’m assuming that it’s Kaminari mock-marvelling at how he didn’t think Katsuki’s mouth could get any fouler.

The last panel on the page is Aizawa interrupting them to announce that they’ve arrived at the training grounds, and to look sharp. The whole class (I guess?) snaps to attention.

And that’s the halfway point, so I will leave the USJ proper for next time! This has been a Savage Mina and Smart Denki appreciation post, so appreciate them, or else.

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bnhasimpgirltm · 4 years

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The New Student (Bakugou Katsuki x Reader)

Pairings: Bakugou x reader

Warnings: Mild Swearing

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Mr. Aizawa said his name was Shizukesa Odayakana

No one knew what his quirk was

Bakugou: “JuST AnoTheR ExTrA oN mY WAy tO SurPaSSinG aLL miGHT aNd beComInG tHE nuMBeR oNE HerO”

About a week after the new kid came, Bakugou got angryLike REALLY angry for no apparent reason

Like big time Super SayanTM angry

It was actually because someone ate part of his bento

“WHO THE HELL ATE MY BENTO? WHICH OF YOU EXTRAS WAS IT?”

Everyone stopped eating

BakusquadTM pretending that they know nothing

“I’M GOING TO BLOW ALL OF YOU TO HELL”

(y/n): “Calm down Katsuki”

Kaminarii: “Yeah kAtSuKi, calm down”

“DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO DUNCE FACE”

Kirishima: “Bakubro it’s probably just a misunderstanding.”

“SHUT UP WEIRD HAIR. IT COULD HAVE BEEN YOU WHO ATE IT! AND DON’T CALL ME BY THAT STUPID NICKNAME”

Spoiler alert: It was Kirishima who ate it (along with Mina, Sero, and Kaminari)

Another Spoiler Alert: Bakugou secretly likes the nickname “Bakubro”

You thought this entire situation was hilarious

Everyone else was terrified

“WHOEVER ATE MY BENTO IS GOING TO DIE”

Naturally, Bakugou immediately wanted to blame Midoriya

“WAS IT YOU DEKU”

“W-what? Of course not Kacchan! I have my own. I don’t need to steal your food. I would never do that!”

Iida tried to step in and stop Bakugou

“BAKUGOU STOP THIS YELLING AT ONCE! YOU ARE BEING DISRESPECTFUL TO ALL OF THE STUDENTS IN THIS CLASSROOM” (cue “boi” hand motion)

Bakugou doesn’t care about what Iida says because if he did, he would have taken his feet off the desk on the first day of school

of course he ignores him and continues questioning everyone

“WHAT ABOUT YOU NEW KID EXTRA?”

Shizukesa smiled

“Why would I eat your bento?”

“BECAUSE YOU WANT TO EAT THE FOOD OF THE FUTURE NUMBER ONE HERO”

Shizukesa: “Future number one? Are you sure about that? I feel like that ‘Deku’ kid has a better shot than you”

A vein in Bakugou’s head literally pops

We’re lucky he hasn’t used his quirk yet.

This kid has literally known Bakugou for a week and he already knows what makes him tick.

Wait, never mind, the luck ran out

“YOU SHUT UP EXTRA! YOU’LL BE LUCKY TO END UP AS THE SIDEKICK TO SOME D-LISTER HERO”

And then he used his quirk to burn the surface of the desk he was standing next to

Maybe we did get lucky, he hasn’t tried to murder new kid yet

“Yeah, maybe I did eat your bento, so what you glorified piece of TNT”

At this point, he was just trying to provoke Bakugou

“WHAT DID YOU CALL ME YOU DAMN EXTRA?”

Nevermind, not so lucky anymore. Bakubabe literally lunges at Shizukesa

Thankfully, you’re close enough to grab him and stop him with your quirk

“Katuski, you are actually being so dumb right now. Sit down, shut up, and you can have some of mine”

“I DON’T WANT YOUR DAMN FOOD (Y/N), I WANT MY FOOD! AND LET ME GO, WOMAN”

You are literally dating a child

“Stop yelling and maybe I’ll think about it”

He quiets down and everyone relaxes

Reluctantly, you let him go. Wrong move. Bad idea.

He lunges at Shizukesa and starts yelling again

“I’M GOING TO KI-”

Suddenly, it’s quiet again

Bakugou’s mouth is moving, but there’s no sound

Shizukesa is smirking

Everyone is speechless and it’s so quiet you could literally hear a pin drop

Until Kirishima starts laughing

Bakugou screams something but no one can hear it because there’s no noise

Translation: “SHUT UP WEIRD HAIR”

Even though he’s been silenced, this isn’t going to stop him from murdering poor Shizukesa

He doesn’t care about the stupid bento anymore (even if it did have his favorite food in it)

All he cared about was killing the person who caused his humiliation

He’s about to blow Shizukesa to space until he hears your voice

“BAKUGOU YOU IDIOT THIS IS EXACTLY WHY PEOPLE LOVE TO MAKE FUN OF YOU”

People are too scared to make fun of him but okay whatever you say (y/n)

He stops what he’s doing and looks at you for a second

You only call him Bakugou when you’re really mad

He doesn’t care at the moment though, he’s too angry

He goes back to trying to kill Shizukesa

Shizukesa is scared out of his mind like it was funny earlier but now he’s screaming and wailing

Bakugou is about to commit an act of murder but something you say catches his attention

You say it so calmly he almost misses it

“I can’t date a criminal. Especially not a murderer. It would look bad when I become a pro hero. Sorry Bakugou looks like we have to break up.”

Um what. *Cue confused Bakugou face*

“New Kid, let him go, I know you used your quirk on him”

Of course he’s grateful that you saved him from the wrath of your man-child boyfriend

So he releases Bakugou

Everyone is waiting for him to start yelling again

But he’s quiet

For once it’s completely quiet in class 1A

He just goes over to you and sits on the desk in front of you and mumbles a pathetic “sorry”

uM WHAT

Did the mighty Bakugou apologize?

Mina: “Awww how cute!”

Kirishima: “Wow Bakubro how manly”

Kaminari: “Bakugou apologized? Dude, you’re so whipped”

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY TO ME DUNCE FACE”

Never mind, not so quiet anymore

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sailor-manga · 4 years

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“Find it!”- a drunk Katsuki Bakugou drabble.

A/N: I know I am no where near to perfecting the angry boi we all know and love, but I really liked this piece and I hope you guys do too <3 Also you get to enjoy some drunk Kirishima in there as well.

Warnings: Swearing, alcohol, smut, toys.

Word count: 2,012

Getting out of the car, your boyfriend Katsuki would stroll up next to you and wrap an arm firmly around your waist “You wore them, right?” he’d ask in a gruff tone, causing you to sigh out “Yes, Katsuki.. I wore them” you said in a defeated tone.

About a week ago, Katsuki had surprised you with a pair of black lacy panties that had a slip for a vibrator to fit in, something ELSE for him to tease you with. At first you were a little reluctant to wear them out, but some pestering later, you finally caved and here you were now.. About to go into a crowded party with the sinful panties on under your skirt.

Katsuki would smirk and dangle the remote in front of you “Don’t worry, I won’t torture you too much tonight, even if you deserve it, dumbass” he would scoff before pulling you closer and entering the home.

Immediately you were hit with a blast of heat from all the bodies that filled the house. Looking around, you were thankful to see quite a few people you knew, that way Katsuki could go fuck off with his buddies and you were free to drink and talk to your girls without him getting bored.

You were thankful, Katsuki seemed to be keeping his promise of behaving. He had only triggered the panties once, which was at a light setting. It seemed the male was occupied with his friends to really think about it.

As the night progressed, you found yourself getting a good level of drunk. You sat near the kitchen with a group of girls, simply discussing girl things, watching most of the guys make fools of themselves. Sipping on your drink, your whole body would tense as a strong wave of vibrations began to massage into your clit, causing you to choke out and almost spill said drink. Flipping your head up, you would scan the crowd for your asshole of a boyfriend, and finally you spot him near the door talking with Sero and Kaminari.

Standing up, you would start to march over, but soon you found yourself hunching over and stifling a moan- He was going to get fucking smacked.

Panting out quietly, the vibrating would suddenly stop, causing you to sigh out ‘thank god’ you thought to yourself before taking a deep breath and starting to push through the crowd. Once you got to your boyfriend and the others, the panties would start again- on the highest setting, causing you to stumble into Kaminari, making the poor guy spill his drink all over Sero “W-Woah, uh.. y/n.. Are you okay? You look really flushed” Denki muttered, quickly using the hoodie tied around his waist to dab the liquor off of Sero who was also looking very confused.

Pointing at Katsuki, you would shoot the male a glare “YOU, come with me” you growled out, causing your boyfriend to raise a brow. Grabbing him by the wrist, you’d pull him over into the corner and let out a breath when the vibrations had stopped once again “Fucking stop!” you hissed out.

“What? Tch.. Such a pain in the ass, I have no idea what you’re talking about” he snapped back, crossing his arms.

“What do you mean you have no idea what I’m talking about, you’re fucking with the.. You know..” you muttered out. This was when Katsuki’s face fell “I’m serious, I’ve touched the remote maybe once since we’ve been here, dumbass..” he grunted, both hands going into numerous pockets on his pants to try and find the remote. Maybe he kept bumping into things and triggering it in his pants? Who knew.

Your face would slowly turn into a face of shock when your boyfriend started to get a look of pure anger “I-It’s not in pocket! Someone else has the fucking thing.. Who the fuck has it?!” he snarled, grabbing you by the arm and keeping you close “Who else were you talking too tonight? You were talking to Kami and Sero just now, and didn’t see anything right?” you asked with a frown.

Letting out a low growl he would look around, it was clear that your boyfriend was pretty drunk, so remembering even five minutes ago was probably a doozy. But then his expression seemed to grow dark “Kiri” he spat out before grabbing your arm and jerking you to follow him “SHITTY HAIR!” Katsuki screamed over the music, his eyes angrily scanning the crowded room, until finally- The red haired male was spotting sitting on the sofa with Mina. Kiri looked up with a drunken smug smile on his face and met eyes with Katsuki “Hey Bakugou! I was wondering where you went off too” he said in his normal happy-go-lucky tone.

“Cut the shit, Kiri.. You have something that belongs to me” he growled. Kiri would purse his lips and fish into his pocket, holding up the remote “This? You dropped it when you went to go grab a drink- I planned on giving it back” he said with a shrug “What is it, anyways?” he asked, pushing OF COURSE, the button that put the vibrations on the highest setting.

Immediately stumbling into your boyfriend, you would quickly clasp a hand around your mouth to stop your moan “I-It doesn’t matter what it is, shitty hair! Give it back” he spat. Kiri dangled the remote in front of Katsuki “Tell me what it is first, buddy.. Come on! We’re besties!” he slurred out.

Katsuki turned a shade of red, his own intoxication making it kind of hard to hide how flustered he was.

Meanwhile.. The panties were still on, and you were almost falling to your knees. If it wasn’t for your boyfriend holding you up, you’d be on the floor. Kirishima would look over to you before looking at the remote, the pieces slowly coming together in his drunken mind “Ahaha! No way!” he chirped out loudly.

Quickly, Katsuki would lurch forward in attempts to grab it, but Kirishima snapped his hand back “Uh oh.. Lord Explosion Murder looks like he’s about to burst!” he teased. Katsuki looked at you and then to Kirishima “Sit down” he ordered, lightly moving you over to sit down as you tried to not bring too much attention to yourself.

Looking up you would scrunch a brow as ‘Timber by Kesha’ started to blare out of the speakers. Your attention was quickly taken from that though when Kirishima made a break for it and Katsuki drunkenly stumbled after him, shouting out nonsense about shitty hair, and breaking bones.. The usual talk out of Katsuki’s mouth, honestly.

Mina, who had unfortunately had to deal with watching the whole thing, would put a hand on your shoulder “Why don’t you just take them off?” she would mutter out quietly. Shaking your head with red cheeks you would squeeze your thighs closed, trying to ignore the strong pulse of vibrations abusing your clit “I-I’m wearing a skirt! I can’t just take them off” you’d hiss out, which made her nod some “You have.. A point there” she would say with a pout.

As you attempt to fight off the sensation in your panties, you would take a few more deep breaths, trying to focus on the annoyingly catchy song- But something else caught your attention. It sounded like it was coming from the backyard of the home. A loud explosion booming over the music and thankfully.. The vibrating ceasing. Standing up quickly, you would stumble, your legs felt like jelly and the alcohol wasn’t making it any better.

Rushing out the door and to the back, you would stop to see a now drenched Kirishima crawling out of the pool and a slide blown to pieces. Sighing out, you’d look over to Katsuki who was holding onto the remote with a triumphant, shit eating grin on his face “That’s what you get, shitty hair” he huffed before walking over to you and shaking the remote in front of your eyes, which you would quickly snatch from his hands “You are not responsible enough to handle this” you’d mutter, shoving in your bra, nice and snug.

Looking back at Kirishima who seemed to have shaken it off and was wandering back inside, you’d glance back at your boyfriend with a huff “You better fix this right now” you muttered, reaching forward and shamelessly grabbing his groin.

Katsuki would quickly snatch your wrist “You let shitty hair turn you on, dumbass?!” he spat. You were quick to smack his shoulder lightly “You wear vibrating panties on high and tell me you don’t get fucking turned on, now please.. Fix it, Katsuki” you said in a much softer tone, pouting up at him.

The blonde made a soft ‘tch’ sound before taking your hand and pulling out along once again. The male was quick to lead you through the home and up the stairs to a vacant bedroom. As soon as the door was closed, he would smirk some “pain in my ass, we can’t even go to a party without you begging for my cock” he growled, backing you up until you both fell onto the bed, his body pinning you tightly.

Letting out a huff, you would stare up at Katsuki who was already fussing with his pants. Though he was a little rough around the edges, he was so cute when he was drunk.. He would fumble with his words more and become a little softer, though he’d never admit that..

Pulling the panties down, he would struggle to get them past your ankles, but as soon as the fabric was free, he’d toss them aside and immediately grab at his length that was already rock hard.

He didn’t waste time with teasing, you were already nice and slick for him to shove his cock inside of you. Earning a moan from the both of you. Immediately, his thrusts were hard and quick, making your abused clit throb “Fuck.. Katsuki” you’d groan out loudly, your hands reaching up to tangle into his hair.

“Mm fuck yeah, you’re so fucking tight babe.. Fuck Kirishima, I should have been the one torturing you all night” he growled, leaning down to bite onto your neck, causing your back to arch and press up tightly against him.

The bed would creak loudly as Katsuki defiled your slutty cunt, the sounds of wet slapping filling the room as well as his balls hit your ass roughly. Strings of growls and grunts would come from your boyfriend as he bite and sucked at your neck, and before you could even think about it, you would moan out loudly and cum on his cock like you had never cum before “F-Fuck, Katsuki!!” you’d scream out as your walls sucked the male in, begging him to shoot his sticky load into your womb.

Katsuki would let out one more animalistic growl before thrusting in roughly and starting to empty himself inside of you, making sure your pussy held every last drop of his load. Collapsing on top of you, he’d pant out, lifting his head to deliver nips and kisses along your jawline “Fuck..” he sighed.

Hugging your arms around him, you would bite your lip some “Okay.. Maybe I was wrong about the panties.. Just next time, keep track of the remote” you said with a slurred giggle.

The blonde would nod for a moment before finally pulling out, his sticky cum slowly dripping from your slit “Deal” he would grunt before stumbling off of the bed to fetch your panties to toss them back to you. “Get dressed, dumbass.. You’re staying by me for the rest of the night” he would huff.

Sitting up slightly, you would grab the panties and inch them back on, watching as the male buttoned up his pants.

“I still have a bone to pick with Kiri” he huffed before opening the door and waiting for you to join him before walking back down to the booming music.

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