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parkvcrs · 9 months

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I Won’t Say I’m in Love

SUMMARY: s/n y/n is a popular idol in japan, but there is just one important thing worth mentioning… she is still in high school! but she doesn’t go to any school— she is a student at u.a. high where she has captured the special attention of the arrogant and short-tempered bakugou.

PAIRING: katsuki bakugou x idol!fem!reader.

WARNING(S): nothing worth mentioning other than bakugou being a tsundere.

NOTES: this imagine was inspired by the lyrics of ‘i won’t say i’m in love’ from the animated hercules movie.

Bakugou didn’t ask to be seated behind the most popular girl in school. He found it incredibly distracting to his learning. He already had to deal with so many extras anyway, why did the school have to include one more? Oh, right… U.A. High School made an exception for S/n Y/n because she just so happened to be one of Japan’s most popular idols.

How stupid is that?

He got into Class 1-A fair and square by working his ass off during the entrance exam, but S/n was just tossed into the same course without a second thought. If you were to ask him, Bakugou thinks Principal Nezu should’ve just lumped her with the General Department: Class 1-C, so he wouldn’t have to bare staring at the back of her head.

‘Was that brat allowed in this class because of her status or is her Quirk really that valuable?’ Bakugou thought to himself. It was a question that plagued his mind as soon as he received word that she was joining Class 1-A. How disgraceful.

But… he did have to admit… S/n is a looker. She’s beautiful. So beautiful in fact that perverted Mineta Minoru didn’t care that he was practically drooling for the idol a few seats back.

The mere mutters coming from that purple-balled freak caused a scowl to make its way onto Bakugou’s features. It seemed like all the boys wanted her and all the girls wanted to be her. But he will not fall for her siren’s spell. Quite literally. That’s her Quirk and the main reason S/n Y/n is such a popular household name, she has a voice that is irresistible to men.

So, if he just so happens to overhear someone’s conversation about S/n or the faint sound of her singing, Bakugou wastes no time putting in his earbuds and blasting his heavy alternative rock music at one hundred percent in hopes to drain her out.

He remains steadfast in the belief that he is one of the few men in Japan who didn’t have feelings for the idol.

So… why on earth does he get upset whenever he sees or hears another person flirting with her? ‘There is no way that I’m jealous of that fishy brat.’ He concluded as he chewed on the inside of his cheek.

Bakugou was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn’t even notice that half of the class has disappeared to go to lunch until Kirishima tapped on his shoulder, saying, “Hey, you good, Bakugou? The bell rang…”

“Piss off, shitty hair,” Bakugou groaned and then smacked his friend’s hand away. “I’m fine.” He added.

The cafeteria, as always, is filled with students, their voices echoing through the lively atmosphere. Today, Bakugou decided to bring his own lunch, a steaming bowl of mapu tofu, its fiery aroma wafting in the air around him while Kirishima departed from his blond friend temporarily to get in line to order something.

Bakugou scans the room for an empty seat, but something in the distance catches his attention — a familiar, melodious laugh that sets him on edge. He follows the sound, and his gaze locks onto Y/n surrounded by an adoring group of boys.

From what Katsuki could see some of the boys offer to pay for her lunch, while others attempt to vie for her attention, hoping to sit with her. Several even present their homemade bentos, eagerly hoping she'll accept their gesture.

The sight twists something inside Bakugou — jealousy. He clutches his spoon tightly, his appetite waning. He doesn't understand why this bothers him so much; it's not like he has feelings for her or anything... right?

Just as he's about to sit down and try to eat his mapu tofu after what he has to bare witness to, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, and Sero Hanta approach him. "Hey, Bakugou! What are you having for lunch?" The notable pink girl asked with a curious smile.

Katsuki's jaw tightens, and he glances back at Y/n, her radiant aura drawing everyone's attention. "Nothing," he mutters, a tinge of irritation in his voice. "Just lost my appetite."

Mina notices the distant look in his eyes and follows his gaze, connecting the dots. "Oh, I see," she says playfully, nudging his arm. "You're jealous, aren't you?" She wiggles her eyebrows while the boys beside her simply watch everything unfold for themselves with widened eyes. Did Mina have some sort of death wish or something? Because she’ll surely wind up died if she keeps poking fun at Bakugou like that.

At this, Katsuki couldn’t control the reddening on his face and he quickly denies it. "As if! Why would I be jealous of that?" he retorts, trying to brush off his feelings, as he uses his spoon to point at the crowd of boys surrounding his enchanting classmate.

Mina smirks knowingly. "Sure, sure, Bakugou. Whatever you say."

Ignoring her teasing, Katsuki forces himself to take a bite of the mapu tofu, but the taste falls flat. His mind remains fixated on Y/n, and he finds himself glancing in her direction more than he'd like to admit.

Meanwhile, Y/n enjoys her lunch surrounded by her admirers, her laughter filling the air like a captivating melody. Katsuki's conflicted feelings continue to gnaw at him, leaving him to wonder what it is about her that has such an effect on him.

And as the lunch period goes on, Katsuki struggles to concentrate on his meal or anything else for that matter. He's torn between trying to understand these emotions and trying to ignore them altogether.

That night, Bakugou couldn’t sleep.

No matter what he did, sleep eludes him as his thoughts stubbornly cling to one person… Y/n. It didn’t take long for frustration to bubble inside him as he mutters curses under his breath. "Damn it, why can't I just sleep? This is ridiculous..." He clenches his fists, trying to clear his mind of any thoughts that involve the idol.

After what feels like an eternity of futile attempts to sleep, Katsuki ultimately decides to give up.

"Fine, screw it. Maybe working on my lunch for tomorrow will get my mind off this shit." He quietly slips out of bed, mindful not to disturb his roommates, and steps into the hallway.

As he tiptoes past the dorm rooms of his male classmates, he can't help but feel a tinge of embarrassment. But that feeling soon dissipates and is instead replaced with annoyance.

"It's not like I'm sneaking out or anything. I'm just going to the damn kitchen," he grumbles to himself.

When Katsuki reaches the ground floor, he pauses for a moment. He can see the soft light spilling from the kitchen, and there she is. Y/n, clad in her pajamas, searching for a late-night snack.

His heart skips a beat as he watches her, but he quickly scolds himself for the involuntary reaction. ‘Get a grip, man. It's not like you care about her or anything. Just focus on your lunch.’ He reminds himself, trying to remind himself of his initial purpose. However, as he's about to turn away and head to the kitchen, Y/n senses his presence and turns her head slightly, locking eyes with him.

Her surprise is evident, and she closes the fridge, standing there awkwardly before speaking, "Sorry… I didn't think anyone else would be up. Please don't tell Aizawa…” she says in a meek voice, flustered. She tried her best to put on her best smile, hoping that he wouldn’t snitch on her to their teacher. Even if it may be uncharacteristic of him.

Katsuki blinks, momentarily taken aback by her sudden appearance. He crosses his arms, trying to appear nonchalant, but he can feel his heart racing. Thank God that it’s dark or else he’s almost positive his face is the same shade as a damn strawberry by now. "Tch, why would I tell him? I don't care what you do.” He replies, trying to hide any trace of his inner turmoil.

At this, an actual smile makes its way onto her features, appreciating his understanding. "Thank you, Bakugou. I just couldn't sleep, and I was hungry. So… you’re the only one awake, huh?" Seemed like she was trying to make small talk.

Katsuki nods, not trusting his voice to respond properly. "Yeah, seems like it. Whatever, just do whatever you want. It's none of my business.” He mutters, feeling a mix of annoyance and something he refuses to acknowledge.

Y/n's smile widens, and she takes a step closer. "Well, if you're up, why don't we have a late-night snack together?" she suggests, surprisingly at ease despite the unexpected encounter.

Katsuki's eyes widen a fraction, but he quickly recomposes himself. "Hah! Like I need company!” He retorts, but the harshness in his tone isn't as convincing as he hoped. “Besides,” he started once again and then slowly began to approach the oven. “I’m not here to snack. I need to make my lunch for tomorrow.”

To his surprise, Y/n's eyes light up. "You can cook? I had no idea!”

“Well… surprise.” Bakugou pretended like he couldn’t care less about their chat but in actuality, he was desperately hanging onto every word. Cherishing it.

“Say…” Y/n took a few steps closer toward the blond which didn’t go unnoticed. He sucked in a deep breath and tensed at the closeness. “Do you think you can make me something? Please?” She asks eagerly, frowning. And just for a moment, Bakugou’s facade escapes from him and his gaze softens at her enthusiasm. But he quickly regains his composure and lets out a small growl.

"Why can't you just eat one of those bento boxes your fans make you?" He shoots back.

Y/n pouts before replying, "I don't feel comfortable taking food from my fans. The media can be so extra, and I don't want to deal with rumors or misunderstandings." She shivered at the many disgusting titles of what she could be painted as. Selfish, for starters, why would an idol as famous as her take food from those of a lesser income? Or worse: one of those students would claim to be dating her, even if she did do something as simple as accept a meal from them.

Katsuki stays quiet after hearing this. He never considered things like that.

Meanwhile, Y/n hops up to sit on the counter, watching the blond closely. "You either make me food for tomorrow, or you take me out on a date," she says playfully. His train of thought shatters when Y/n said that. Bakugou’s eyes widen at the proposition, caught off guard by her boldness. He opens his mouth to respond, but she continues, imitating his gravelly voice, "'Why don't you go out with one of your fans?'" She pretended to be all grumpy like Bakugou to really sell her performance. But alas, there was a reason why she pursued singing instead of acting.

Katsuki huffs, trying to hide his embarrassment. "I didn't say that!" He said, defiantly.

Y/n grins mischievously. "You were thinking it!” She teases.

After a moment of bashful silence, he finally relents. "Fine, I'll make you something. But don't expect me to cater to your every whim!” He crosses his arms over his chest. “And, uh… you can eat at my table if you’re not too busy with, well, your life. But it’s not for me. It’s for raccoon eyes since, y’know, I think she would be happy if there was another girl in the group.” He cleared his throat and used Ashido as a proper alibi to cover up his own wishes. He would be elated if S/n Y/n could have lunch with him.

Y/n squeals with happiness, hopping off the counter to hug Bakugou tightly, much to his surprise. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” She happily chanted, jumping up and down all the while she held onto her classmate.

He blushes slightly but tries to play it cool. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now go back to bed. I'll have something ready for you tomorrow."

“You’re the best, Bakugou,” Y/n whispered, stepping away from the blond. She slowly begins to make her way to the stairs when she stopped, peering over her shoulder to give Katsuki a small wave. “Goodnight.”

“Tsk, whatever.”

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epickiya722 · 1 year

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Actually, now that I'm thinking about it. Yuuei may be the one school that gives their kids just a tad bit more free will.

Already talked about it in another post, but the dorm rooms are individually unique. Some even were decorated that would make you think "that cannot be allowed" like Koda having a pet or Aoyama's abundance of mirrors.

Then there's the uniform bit.

Some of the students don't wear the standard shoes like Midoriya and Todoroki. Some don't wear the ties or jackets. Some wear accessories and makeup and I don't think having dyed hair is even a concern given in-universe, it's very common for people to have outlandish hair colors and styles due to quirks.

Compare Yuuei to other schools and you'll see some differences.

Shiketsu students wear their hats with their hero costumes and Ketsubutsu students' looked very uniformed when they first appeared. Same shirt worn the same way and I don't recall anyone wearing their bottoms different from their peers. Even the anime-only schools had everyone dressed the same way. The Seijin (ninja) and Seiai (all girls) schools.

Visually, it supposed to help differentiate the schools for the Provisional License Exam arc, but let's think deeper than that.

Who is the principal of Yuuei? Nezu.

Why does that matter? His backstory! He was experimented on, caged. I doubt he would want anyone to feel that way, so while he does have rules, as long as the students follow those rules they are free to express themselves.

#this was in my drafts since November #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #just kiya's thoughts #yuuei #ua #yuuei high school #ua high #ua high school #yuuei high #class 1a #class a #nedzu #principal nezu #nezu #principal nedzu

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togachakopilled · 8 days

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#togachako #himichako #himitoga #himiko toga #ochako uraraka #ua high school #bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia

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lesbiansforlucio · 5 months

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Been rereading mha recently... I miss how cute these two were in the early arcs 💔

#mha #mha fanart #my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha fanart #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #kirishima #bakugou #kiribaku #bakushima #bakugou x kirishima #ua high school #i never know how to tag genuinely #slt art

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mhabirthdays · 7 months

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Happy Birthday

Itsuka Kendo (Battle Fist) – September 9th

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callie-the-creator · 9 months

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angsty aoyama hcs

sfw. warnings: contains spoilers for chapter 336 of the manga.

author’s note: this was inspired by the song ‘promise’ by laufey.

• the thing is……

*cries into pillow*

• who was the one to end things? you. you were, but it was after you found out that aoyama was helping the lov— or league of villains— and causing most of their encounters with u.a. high

— “you are the most selfish boy i have ever met! we’re done!”

• he handled it pretty well, all things considered (he cried himself to sleep for a week straight)

— peter b. parker core honestly :// iykyk

• after being caught, he ofc ended his association with the league of villains, choosing to instead help the heroes defeat all for one, but this doesn’t mean that he was welcomed with open arms at first

— sure, it was a relief that he wasn’t on the villain’s side anymore, but you weren’t ready to immediately forgive him

• luckily, aizawa gave aoyama a second chance, while flat out stating that he has "no intention of expelling him,” so he is still attending the school

• i feel like aoyama would be outside your room, pleading for you to come talk to him. even if it is just for a minute

— he’d get yelled at bakugou to shut up…..let’s be honest with ourselves. 💀 bros trying to get his beauty rest

• it took aoyama weeks to finally be able to talk to you and even then, he was able to catch you outside of your dorm because you wanted to grab a small meal (that you may or may not have forced bakugou to make for you)

— “shit…okay, what do you want now?”

• aoyama, knowing he didn’t have a whole lot of him, began to profusely apologize, saying if there was any way he could atone to you, he would do it in a heartbeat.

— it’s hard for you to come up with any ideas because a lot of your friends were injured the times the villains infiltrated school property

— you don’t want to forgive him and as far as you’re concerned, you don’t love him anymore, so why does your heart burn at the sight of aoyama like this?

• it didn’t take long for some of the other students to slowly gather where you two were

• not liking the attention whatsoever, you set your plate aside and pulled aoyama elsewhere in the building where you two began talking about…well…everything. him, you, the both of you/your relationship, his association with the lov, etc.

— this is when aoyama finally admits that he still loves you and if you’ll have him, he’d love to be given a second chance to be called your boyfriend. but it’s not up to him. it’s your decision.

so…will you take him back or not?

“i’ve done the math. there’s no solution. we’ll never last… why can't i let go of this?”

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venera-taro · 11 months

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Some fan service art. ^^ I seldom draw such things.

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #katsuki bakugo #katsuki bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bakugo katsuki #bakugou #bakugo #katsuki #ua high school

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wizzidoodles · 13 days

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Do you guys have any good recommendations for some EraserMic family fanfics??

Or any fics about Aizawa or Shinso specifically?

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togachakoweekoffical · 8 months

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Do you like togachako? Well I got the week for you!

From August 13th to August 19th send in prompts and themes for the days!

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thelastidiot29 · 8 months

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Boiling Frustration~

Katsuki Bakugou

Katsuki Bakugou returns home from his first day at UA, exhausted. The ideals he's familiarized himself with seem to topple around him and everything he's measured his worth against seems to be a lie.

He pulled his hands back, pushed them forwards, the knive slicing flawlessly through the cabbage. The leaves fell apart from the core and collected with the rest. He sliced with little effort, yet the entire time Katsuki wanted nothing more than to pick the knife up and throw it at the wall.

Screw this.

Katsuki gave the chopping board one shove and it slid up the counter. The cabbage ball rolled away and ricocheted off the wall. He threw the knife right along beside it, then stumbled back to the table.

Dammit, Dammit, Dammit.

Katsuki clutched his hair and seethed with a frustration he couldn't quite clench.

UA was supposed to be good. UA was supposed to make him better, push him further, make him stronger. Better and stronger like everyone said he was going to be, like everything he'd dreamed to be, and there Deku was ruining it all again.

He watched that pathetic weakling measel his way into every setting Katsuki found himself in, watched him dream of everything Katsuki ever dared to dream. What the hell.

Katsuki pounded his fist against the wood of the table, not caring about the clank the cups made, or the burn that echoed through his skin.

How did he manage to do that?

Be everywhere he was, at the same time, despite being so pathetic and useless. Katsuki was a race horse, and with all the sick, weak, and unfed horses he managed to speed past each and every single one of them, and the weakest of all of them was riding stride to stride. It was pissing him off.

"Katsuki?"

Katsuki stood straight. With his hand, he wiped his forehead before facing his father at the entrance of the kitchen. Masaru leaned his brunette hair against the arch doorway, parallel to when his shoulder rested.

"What do you want?" He gruffed, stepping back towards the half cut cabbage sprawled against the counter. Katsuki gathered the shaven leaves and tossed them into the tupperware bowl.

"I came to check in, what was all that noise?"

"I dropped something."

"Did you?"

"Yep."

Masaru's finger twitched, folded over the skin of his opposite arm. His face was still, stern, and quiet, back lacking in the usual aggression he would have received from his mom. Katsuki reached for the sliced patch of cabbage, then the knife, then he started chopping again.

"Do you need some help?" Masaru pushed himself up right.

"No." He shot.

Masaru smiled lightly, "Okay, can I help?"

"Clean the cabbage, Old Man." Katsuki pointed to the tupperware bowl with the end of the knife, then his actions were a series of scowling and slicing.

With ironic obedience, Katsuki's father whisked past him and grabbed the bowl of cut cabbage, then to the sink he went. The sound of the facet spilling into the sink reminded Katsuki of the rushing of a river. The wet, splashing sound tending to relax his shoulders, and a breath graced into his lungs.

"So how was your first day at UA?" Masaru asked.

Katsuki's shoulders hiked back up, and he huffed.

Masaru glanced while needing the cabbage in the plastic strainer. He picked up leaves and washed them under the facet's running water.

"Did you wash your hands?!" Katsuki snapped.

"Of course I did."

Katsuki chopped the last leaf off of the core, sliced it into smaller pieces, then he headed for the sink with the chopping board. Masaru's eyes burned a hole in the side of his face, concern and patience licking his irises and it made Katsuki grit his teeth together.

Masaru didn't stop Katsuki when he dropped the leaves on the board, onto the ones in the strainer. He just stood there, staring at his son and waiting for an answer to his question.

Katsuki groaned, "Nothing happened. Just orientation and stuff, will you leave me alone now?!"

"Are you happy?"

"Excuse me?"

Masaru smiled lightly, turned back to the cabbage, "Are you happy? This is what you wanted since you were four. Are you happy?"

Katsuki faltered.

He wouldn't waste time celebrating the first stepping stone of a treacherous path. No, he wasn't happy. He didn't need to be happy, he needed–

"When you're done, put the cabbage in the pot."

–To be strong.

"Yes, Katsuki." Masaru clicked his tongue, "I know how to cook cabbage. Or did you forget, it was me and your mother that taught you?"

"In the pot." He repeated.

Katsuki fell back into one of the wooden chairs a few feet from his father. The wood texture rubbed his elbows as he shuffled for comfort, and a slight breeze from an open window across the room grazed his cheek. It was a breeze that gave him more chills than comfort, a touch that made his pupils expand, his face softened, and his mind raced.

Deku.

The name managed to teeter its way back into his brain.

Katsuki ignored those below him, put them in their place and kept moving. Yet, the small, timid, liar managed to make it impossible.

The entire time, the idiot was a liar. Pretending to be this frail, quirkless, wannabe and the entire time laughing behind Katsuki's back.

The bastard.

The damn bastard;

pushing Katsuki to the edge of ignorance, treating him like an imbecile when he claimed to want to be his friend. Like someone as useless as him, could ever be a friend of his. It was almost funny.

He was done playing nice with him, he was done humoring the little fantasy world Deku lived in.

"What are you thinking about?" His father asked.

Katsuki scoffed, "A bug. A bug I want to crush."

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