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dahbeez · 1 year

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pairing: dynamight x reader

warnings: gore, slight angst, feels, swearing.

word count: 2.4K

katsuki realized that he didn’t know what pain truly was until now, or at least he never really acknowledged how bad he was hurt before this very moment. but now, sprawled on the ground between pieces of broken walls and in the midst of this thick black smoke that pierced through his lungs, he felt powerless. the worst kind of pain, the tight hand of helplessness around his neck, squeezing harder every second that passed by. he felt like he couldn’t breathe, like he was choking on this feeling of despair and hopelessness. the blood loss didn’t have anything to do with his fear, it’s his pride that was wounded. per usual, he apprehended what others would think of him, bruised and broken, bathing in his blood. a pretty ugly sight for the number two hero, not mighty at all if you asked him.

he just knew that his legs were broken, and his back probably too. actually, he couldn’t feel a thing from his waist down. this alone made tears cloud his vermillion eye and an ugly sob made its way up his throat, staying stuck at the edge of his lips.

bakugo didn’t cry, he wouldn’t, no. he wasn’t weak, so he swallowed his tears and choked on his sobs. he could get up, he had too. the villain was probably still around, destroying more buildings, erasing more people from existence. it was his job to get up. deku would get up, he thought bitterly. so, katsuki had to stand, he couldn’t let the useless nerd beat him.

he had to get up. shitty hair and dunce face wouldn’t be able to handle everything on their own. they were probably lost without him. those extras wouldn’t know how to handle the situation, heck, they weren’t even part of the top 10. eyes shut tight, mind clouded with the thoughts of his… uh… friends, the number two hero realized once again how fucked he was. willing his legs to move, only to feel nothing, he let out a frustrated shout.

he still had to get up, he could faintly hear some dumb civilian under the rubbles, crying for help. it was his job to help them, whoever the stupid background character was, he had to save them. if only he could move. well, he was able with much efforts to tilt his head to the left. sadly, all he saw was thick black smoke and more pieces of the broken city. no sight of the civilian, only crimson red stains painting the canvas that was this war zone. blood, the red liquid was most likely coming from his own destroyed body.

part of him was glad he couldn’t feel the actual physical pain. he knew his legs were done for, his right arm was bent in a weird angle and the bone of his wrist was sticking out of his skin. his left eyelid was shut tight, bruised black and blue, his eye hopefully, but not likely, still in its socket. he was high on adrenaline, so high that he barely even felt anything pint pointing to his imminent death. he didn’t feel the cold and he didn’t see any irresistible bright light.

but he knew. he was drowsy, paralyzed and didn’t even have the energy to use his quirk. he wasn’t dumb, he knew his body and its limits, despite bragging that he didn’t have any. he had to get up, but he knew he wouldn’t. he was practically a messy pile of broken limbs soaked in blood. useless. dying.

so much for being a top hero, barely a few years in the business and a stupid group of first class villains had him on the brink of death. stupid, weak, useless, second place.

fuck off, he thought. fuck his pride, his ego, his little inner spirit that screamed insults directed at himself, telling him that he was pathetic. he needed help. it was a rare thought, actually, it was one of the first time that he genuinely admitted his weakness. but he needed to get up, and he can’t do that when he’s dead now, can he? plus, the dumb civilian was still whimpering in fear, somewhere stuck under a building. bakugo could barely hear them. their voice was too weak. maybe they were dying too, scared and alone, only having enough willpower to whisper desperate cries for help.

a small, weak smirk appeared on the blonde’s scowling face. he knew what to do. he was the best at everything, but there was one thing that he was the ultimate, indisputable best at.

screaming like a fucking banshee. hopefully his vocal chords weren’t as messed up as the rest of his body. and hopefully his shouts won’t bring the attention of villains on himself. hm. well, he was going to die anyways, at least now he could scream insults and tell the world to fuck off until his last breath.

so with a new fire ignited in his remaining eye, bakugo started to scream.

"DIE YOU FUCKING PIECE OF CRAP VILLAIN, I SWEAR I’LL FUCKING KILL YA’!" he started, coughing on the smoke, but kept shrieking like a mad man despite the strain on his voice. "OI, SHITTY HAIR, DUNCE FACE! YOU GONNA LEAVE ME LIKE THIS? FUCKING COME AND GET ME, I WANNA PUNCH YOUR DUMB FACES FOR LETTING THE VILLAIN ESCAPE! USELESS HEROES! FUCKING, SHITTY, USELESS PIECES OF CRAP!"

he kept shouting, screaming, cursing, making as much noise as he could. at one point he set off a small explosion, smirking when his quirk manifested itself and not getting discouraged so easily when said quirk stopped working as soon as it manifested. bakugo, giving up? ah! never heard of that one.

"OI! I’M HERE FOR FUCK’S SAKE, DON’T IGNORE ME, I’LL KILL YA’! I SWEAR YOU’LL DIE, I DON’T NEED MY FUCKING LEGS TO END YOU. C’MON SHITTY HAIR, YOU SCARED OR SOMETHING?" his voice boomed in the empty air. he would never admit it, but part of him was scared that shitty hair and dunce face, even that ugly raccoon eyes, were in the same situation as he was. helpless and broken. dead, maybe.

he was getting tired. he was losing blood, he couldn’t move and the smoke poisoned the air. hot tears started dripping down his right cheek despite using all his willpower to prevent them from doing so. desperation replaced cockiness. "o— oi, does anybody hear me?"

only the distant sounds of a fight answered him back. the other pros were busy putting a fight against the villains, he was all alone. even the civilian he had planned to save had gone quiet. bakugo bit his lip, knowing that he probably hadn’t gotten up in time to save just one more extra.

"p— please, is anyone here? i— i can’t move. i can’t move, please," he had gone from shouting to whimpering like a fucking bitch. he was bitter about the change of tone in his voice, but he couldn’t control it. his vision was fading, the sounds were getting harder to hear, he felt cold. extremely cold.

he stopped shouting and crying for help, he just stopped and laid on the ground, still. he looked around with his valid eye, everything was blurry and the whole city had caught on fire. everywhere he looked he saw destruction. the broken windows reflected the vigorous red flames, and in the midst of all the chaos, a silhouette appeared, running towards him. getting closer, and closer. katsuki didn’t know if it was a civilian, a hero, a medic or a fucking reaper. at this point, he didn’t even care, he was way too tired to care.

"kirishima?" he whispered, trading the hurtful words he called his best friend for his actual name. bakugo’s eyesight must’ve wronged him, the silhouette looked nothing like red riot and still, it was getting closer and closer. katsuki feared that he had lead a villain right to him with his relentless screaming.

his breath hitched, and this time it wasn’t from the amount of smoke he inhaled. like an angel, or maybe a messenger of death, your features appeared clearly to him. he wished you weren’t a villain, no one so beautiful deserved to work in the shadows. the concern on your face was the first thing he noticed and despite your beauty — and if he were to have enough strength, which wasn’t the case — he would’ve punched you for looking down on him with that frown on your face.

"dynamight?" you said gently, your voice soft, but laced with firmness. "can you hear me?"

he coughed and grimaced at the metallic taste of blood on his tongue. "’m’not fucking deaf, dumbass."

you smiled genuinely, relieved that the pro-hero could still talk. it seemed you had come right on time, you’re pretty sure that the hero wouldn’t have survived the next three minutes.

"i’m miracle, i assist pro-heroes and their sidekicks on most missions," you kept speaking, making him focus on your voice while you examined the extent of his wounds. he had taken a serious hit, which meant pain for both you and him. "lucky for you, i have a healing quirk. you should be good as new in a few seconds."

"stop fucking talking and do your fucking job," bakugo hid his relief with spiteful words. you paid them no mind, reaching your hands down for the familiar black leather belt you always had with you. it never served to keep your pants up. "o— oi, what are you undressing for, dumbass?"

you held back a laugh, a playful glint in your eyes. "don’t worry, dynamight. i always do dinner first, and you haven’t even asked me out yet," you winked and kneeled in front of him.

not wasting another second, you put the belt between your teeth, making sure it was in the right place before removing your gloves. bakugo watched you carefully, not sure of your next movements and still wary of your actions. what the fuck were you doing?

his questions were soon to be answered. you place a gentle hand on his forehead, your fingers immediately tinted red with his blood. your other hand rested on his left cheek and katsuki almost blushed under the layers of crimson liquid that covered his skin. your teeth clenched on the leather belt, but your eyes were speaking to him, asking him silently to relax and let go. trust me, your eyes said. and he had no other choice but to trust you, his life was literally in your hands.

a bright light emerged from your hands and immediately, katsuki felt a hot wave of heat go throughout his whole body. he felt it course through his veins, pumping the missing blood, regenerating the fading cells and stitching back together his open wounds.

you screamed, your jaw tight and your teeth biting hard on the black leather belt. it was obviously painful, extremely painful to you, and if it wasn’t for the pure relief of being saved after all, bakugo would’ve felt a pinch of guilt for making you suffer.

it took about thirty seconds that seemed to stretch into hours in your case. it hurt like a bitch, the tears falling down your cheeks and the scream of agony you let out were telltale signs of your pain. but it was worth it, because dynamight’s legs and back returned to their perfect health, the bone sticking out of his wrist went back in its place and his missing left eye returned from ashes. you gave his whole body a rebirth, and you kept your hands on his skin until the final scratches right under his jaw disappeared. only then, you let yourself fall to the ground next to him, exhausted.

katsuki took a deep breath, feeling his lungs expand smoothly without an ounce of pain in his chest. he slowly brought himself up, his body finally responding to his wishes. his eyes scanned his surroundings.

"you okay?" he mumbled, watching carefully as you took deep breaths to calm yourself and spit out the belt which had deep dent marks from how hard you had bitten on it. he couldn’t help but blush when he saw you raise your head and shoot him a genuine smile through your painful tears.

"i’m okay," you lied. "i’m glad i got here on time to help you, dynamight!"

"tch." he frowned, ears red. you were obviously not okay. your whole body was shaking in pain and you were sweating buckets. he also noticed your nose was leaking blood and your eyes seemed heavy with exhaustion.

"there’s an extra somewhere under the rubbles," he mumbled, raising to his feet now that he was fully healed and strangely energized. he had to admit that your hero name was suiting, your quirk was literally a miracle on earth.

you smiled tiredly. "don’t worry, dynamight. i came across him in my search for survivors. he only had minor injuries, unlike you."

katsuki was actually relieved that the reason the hurt civilian had gone silent was because he had been saved, not because he was dead. the hero then took notice of how most of his hero suit was shredded and bloody. definitely not a pretty sight, and his support weapons were all gone. thankfully, the sounds of the fight seemed to have died down, which hopefully meant a victory for the heroes.

he assessed the situation quickly, and made his decision. you looked up at him in shock when he suddenly and aggressively turned to you and hoisted you up on his shoulder.

"wha—"

"shut up, extra. you clearly can’t walk. i’ll take you back to the medics," he grumbled, avoiding your eyes as his cheeks turned even more red. you gaped at him, unsure of what to say to the flustered pro-hero. "also, if you say a word to anyone about how i was crying for help, i will kill you."

he then bent to grab your discarded belt and without another word started walking through the rubbles of a broken city, occasionally stopping to harshly redirect lost civilians back to where he knew all medics would be to treat the injured. you remained silent, too exhausted to utter another word.

his hold on you was firm yet comforting, making sure you would never fall out of his grasp. it made your lips rise again in a little smile and your eyelids slowly closed, surrendering to sleep.

when you wake up, you’ll be sure to tell him he owed you a date after all this.

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greenhappyseed · 1 year

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MHA Ch.384 leak reactions

Mt Lady taking hits from AFO to protect Machia?? Oh how the turntables have turned!

Kirishima protects Shinso from AFO!

Shinso reveals Machia broke his brainwashing, and Machia’s own anger at AFO’s abandonment is fueling his actions. I enjoy this for the schadenfreude — AFO treats people as disposable tools, and now all those tools are banding together to defeat him. First we had villains turning heroes, now we have AFO’s associates (Nagant, Machia) turning on him. Of course, Shigaraki has also rejected AFO, but he’s currently fighting Izuku rather than working with heroes to defeat AFO.

I don’t have any ethical issues with Shinso brainwashing Machia, but it’s nice to know Machia isn’t totally a Nomu. (FWIW, any time Shinso uses his quirk on someone, he’s removing their autonomy. That what brainwashing IS. That’s why his quirk is potentially villainous. If the argument is that Shinso did something unethical in making Machia fight his “beloved master” because Machia wouldn’t want to take that action, then every use of Shinso’s quirk on a villain is similarly unethical — he’s making them do things they don’t otherwise want to do. And if every use of Shinso’s quirk is unethical, then we’re basically saying he DOES have a villainous quirk. To me, the key to Shinso’s quirk being heroic is knowing the proper time, place, and manner for usage. Just like how All Might took care not to cause excessive violence or collateral damage with his smashes, it’s Shinso’s timing and restraint that marks him as a hero. But I digress.)

Turns out the helicopters had reporters inside. It fits with the theme of “everyone at home around the world watching will create the energy that will change fate,” but it makes for a lull in the action. In Kamino, the reporters’ presence was another obstacle for All Might to work around, not just a conduit for magic wishing energy.

IMO, the coolest part is the reporter recognizing Deku and broadcasting him fighting Shigaraki, giving Deku an international “I AM HERE!” moment when he doesn’t even realize it.

Similarly, I’m glad we get cameo bits from the movie original characters, but I’m not as invested in those characters as I am in our core cast. I get why people are super excited (especially those who loved Heroes Rising), but I’m personally much more of a manga fan than the anime/movies. (And a Vigilantes fan.) I mean, they’re all canon, as far as I’m concerned, but if this is the only nod we get to the movie characters, I can live with that.

AFO needs to either escape or pull off a badass boss move SOON. Shigaraki is right that AFO was always weak enough to be defeated by one man, but this is starting to drag. It takes all these Titan-like powers to cause less damage to AFO than one mighty smash? Is it just because nobody is daring to get close to AFO??

#bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha 384 #mha 384 #shinsou hitoshi #gigantomachia #izuku midoriya #Deku #tomura shigaraki #AFO #all for one

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aspiring-writer-hidden-voice · 2 years

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Pregnancy

Hey, everyone! SA here with a mini head canon (sorry, I’m still getting used to all of these new terms so hopefully I’m using it right!) that I think you’ll like! This little series is called “Pregnancy” that will feature different pairings with the reader (fem!)! As always, please let me know what you think!

F!Reader x MHA; pronouns are “She/Her”; Quirkless (because I honestly couldn’t think of anything). Age: All characters are 18+ Warnings: Fluff, comfort, adult language, doctor mentions.

Izuku “Deku” Midoriya: 5 Weeks

The lump that had lodged itself into your throat refused to disappear no matter how much water you sipped while pacing the kitchen. Just a few more minutes and he would be home. Every second that ticked by felt like it was dragging by in slow motion as you took a moment to rest against the counter. How could you not have not noticed the signs? No, ridiculing yourself was not going to help in the slightest. A hand drug down your face, butterflies fluttering wildly in your stomach when finding it shaking, hastily wiping it on a spare towel when it came away with a light sheen of sweat. Glancing at the calendar you redid the math and when it still remained at the same answer that you’d come to earlier your gaze fell to the four tests that sat beside the sink hidden by some paper towels. You’d even booked an appointment at the doctor to make sure it was true when you had a suspicion earlier in the week.

And it was.

You were, indeed, with child.

That wasn’t your biggest concern though several others would argue against it: it was the soon-to-be-father.

This alone could end his hero career, the reputation that he’d built, not to mention the public image he had with being All Might’s successor. Brief panic filled you at the thought of being forced to get rid of it but protectiveness seized your heart like a mighty fist as your hand fell to rest on your stomach. He wasn’t that kind of person, you’ve grown to know him ever since meeting after his graduation from UA, but if that was the case then why were you so nervous to tell him that you were making yourself nauseous?

Keys lightly jingling from the hallway outside snapped you out of the train of thoughts, causing your heart to leap upwards into your throat.

“Hey, I’m home!” The bright smile that raised his lips, that glint in his emerald gemstone gaze, it was as if the sun itself had walked in as you gazed at him like a deer in a headlight. Despite the dirt that clung to his hero costume or the notorious villains that he dealt with, Izuku still managed to come home with that excited look as if you were the best part of his day. Something within you snapped the second your gazes had met when he paused when spotting you in the kitchen, the expression of joy at seeing you instantly becoming one of panic as with a sob you slid down to the cold tiled floor with the largest tears spilling down your cheeks that could rival the freckled hero’s. He was instantly beside you on his knees, hands quickly removing the gloves so that his bare scarred skin could touch your own as he cupped your face. “(Y/N)?!”

All you could do was hiccup his name, farther confusing him, until falling silent thanks to the soft press of your face against his firm chest. One hand began rubbing your back while the other pet the back of your head ensuring not to tangle your hair with careful strokes. It took a few minutes but you eventually pulled away to look up at him once the raging emotions within had calmed from the storm that they’d been caught up in. “S-hic-sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you like that,” you mumbled as he swiped the nearby dish towel to dab at your leaking eyes.

“I can tell you’ve been stressed lately so why don’t we take tomorrow off and do something fun together, yeah?” He said softly while helping you stand with a gentle hold on your biceps. “I know I’ve been working a lot lately and I’m sorry if you’ve felt neglected, I really didn’t mean to make you feel that way, but I’m going to make it up to you! There’s that new shop across town that you were talking about the other day! Let’s go check it out! Afterwards we could go to the gardens watch the ducks swim around in the ponds, its not supposed to get as hot tomorrow as it was today so it would be perfect and we have all those crackers that we can feed them. Once we come back I can make that dish you like so much. There’s still a bottle of that wine in the fridge that you love so we can open that up—”

The press of your fingertip against his lips halted his onslaught of words as momentary courage filled you; now was as good a time as any. “I’m pregnant.”

Silence fell as he blinked at you with eyes that steadily grew wider with each passing second.

Concern filled you when no words came from the silent hero. “Izuku?” It was as the tears that had dissipated returned full force that he finally awakened out of whatever daydream he’d been ensured within and you suddenly found yourself being lifted into the air by his arms that had swept out your legs from underneath you, earning a shriek of surprise and your arms to reflexively wrap around his neck.

His head nestled into your chest, muffled words coming from him that were indistinguishable and it wasn’t until he looked up at you that your worry of how this would affect him was effectively put to rest when you saw his tear filled gaze that shone brighter than the precious gem his eyes resembled. There was no music yet that didn’t stop the pro hero from practically dancing and twirling you around the kitchen as waterfalls of tears spilled down his cheeks. The love you felt for him seemed to swell as he carefully placed you on the counter and rested a hand against your stomach with hesitancy. “I wasn’t sure what was going on with you this week, I was so worried I’d missed something like an anniversary since you’d marked up the calendar in the main bathroom but then I realized you were marking your cycles. You didn’t ask me to pick you up any supplies a few weeks ago so I thought something might have happened but you did have that new coworker so maybe it was a sync altercation—”

“Izuku!” The softest presses of his lips against yours eased the alarm that you felt at his confession of noticing your missed period before you had and snuggled into his warmth as he enveloped you in an embrace. “What about your hero career?” You asked the million dollar question. “Won’t this affect how the public sees you now?”

“You’ve given me the greatest gift, (Y/N), and if anything this will push my inspiration to be a better hero than All Might ever was.” His dazzling smile was back as your heart gave a clench, your hands rising to cup his cheeks to wipe away the lingering tears. Emerald suddenly widened as he straightened, his arms that had dropped to wrap around your legs to keep you close easily lifting you from the cold surface. “We gotta get things ready! I know, we can go shopping tomorrow for all the stuff we’ll need!”

Your hands fell to rest on his shoulders with a laugh. “Whoa, there, we don’t even know if it’s a boy or girl!”

He ignored your words and the air was filled with your laughs as he eagerly carried you to the bedroom where he changed quickly then with you in tow slipped out the door while mumbling a list off to himself that you occasionally added things that you thought would be necessary.

Eijiro Kirishima: 10 Weeks

The lightest of knocks against the door caused your head to wearily rise from its hanging position, your heavily shadowed gaze meeting sympathetic and concern filled carmine that peeked at you through the door’s crack. Your garbled whine was more than enough to convey how miserable you were however the hand you’d raised to prevent him from coming inside the small room went ignored as he instead entered to collect you within his embrace with ease. A weak protest rose up your abused throat but it was effectively silenced by his lips meeting your temple as he turned off the light with a nudge of his elbow. Exhaustion beyond what you’ve ever felt before prevented your eyes from opening fully when plush blankets slowly surrounded the two of you with the creak of a telltale mattress. Knowing he had to work made your chest ache as his nose nuzzled into the crook of your neck, manifesting in a tear that slid down you cheek as vulnerability radiated off you in waves.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered into your ear when you made to withdraw from his hold, “they’ve got enough help at the agency that I can take some time off to make sure my little pebble has all she needs.”

More tears threatened to fall as a large calloused finger carefully wiped away the salty trail that had been left on your cheek, all of those insecurities and voices that had been whispering negative imagery within your ears finally falling silent as he enclosed your farther against his broad chest. “I don’t want to be a bother…” you managed to groan while relishing in the warmth that he gave off which soon chased away the chill of the cold bathroom tile that you’d fallen asleep on near an hour ago.

“I can help you take a shower later if you’d like. Or do you want to try to eat something?”

Appreciation filled you at how faint his voice came out, as if he’d predicted the mind-splitting headache that had been plaguing you since late last night that had nearly robbed you of your sleep. You snuggled farther into his hold as a yawn threatened to pop your jaw. “Snuggles and cuddles first? Think I might fall asleep again…” The rumbling of a chuckle almost too soft for you to feel if it weren’t for the fact that you were nearly completely enveloped by the much larger muscular red haired hero, causing a small smile to lift your lips at the knowledge that he’d never turn down a cuddle.

“Pebble?”

You groaned lowly as what seemed like a split second later his form had been replaced by the pillows, wearily opening your eyes as he softly called out to you again. Sunlight was now coming in through the nearby curtains that gave off just enough light for you to see his carmine eyes carefully watching as you rolled onto your side at the slight pain in your lower back’s behest. A confused moan slipped up your throat when finding him kneeling beside the bed wearing an excited expression but it gave way to ravenous hunger as the scent of something familiar tickled your nose. Instantly awake, you sat upright with speed that could rival the hero’s and eagerly waited as he made show of displaying the spoils he’d brought. The fact he’d managed to sneak away while you’d been sleeping wasn’t anything new, you’d become a heavy sleeper since discovering you were pregnant, and you were over the moon at the grand showcase of food that the red head had bought. “Is all that you got fries?”

He nodded, beaming with pride with each he laid out. “Did some diggin’ and found out that potatoes are the magical vegetable to helping with nausea so of course I went out and got you every kind of fry that exists! Steak, natural, crinkle, waffle, straight, there are even fries that were specially seasoned!” A blush threatened to fill your face at his words if not for his quick kiss before settling across from you with crossed legs, the bed dipping slightly from his added weight. “Where would you like to start, pebble?”

“Eiji, tell me you didn’t waste the gas on driving all across town to get all this.” All the excitement you felt threatened to shift towards anger as he sheepishly shrugged. “Gas is super expensive right now and it looks like you literally went to—”

“Cutie, I’d go anywhere in the world if it meant helping you and your cravings.” He pulled a few straight cut fries from the double arched labeled bag and offered them to you, “but that would mean we’d be apart and I barely managed to get myself out the door while you were sleeping you looked so adorable.”

The offering disappeared between your lips as you hesitantly chewed, unsure of if the salt would cause you to dash for the bathroom as you had a few hours ago thanks to the mindless munching of tortilla chips and salsa, humming softly when your stomach voiced its approval of the substance after swallowing. Food aversions and morning sickness by themselves were a handful, put them together and eating has been incredibly difficult but this might be the sign of hope that you both had been looking forward to. “Can I have some steak fries next?” Your shoulders rose into a shrug when he asked if it was working, if the potatoes were really helping fend off the nausea that had been plaguing you for the last four days, but the smile that raised your lips earned a victorious grin as he swiped the one you’d requested.

Shoto Todoroki: 16 Weeks

The quiver of your bottom lip was more than enough to convey what was about to come the second he looked up from the paperwork he’d been filing and crossed the office with quick strides until coming to a stop before you with hands on your shoulders. “What do you need, love?” He asked earnestly, those duo eyes you adored boring into your own that were filled with preparation to fulfill whatever was about to come out of your mouth. His devotion was admirable, despite the teasing that he received from comrades or the media, and it just made you feel worse about the selfish needs you’ve been harboring since finding the bed empty this morning.

“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come and bothered you for something so stupid.” You hung your head as the heavy weight of shame settled over you when the phone on the desk began ringing and two assistants appeared within the door behind you. “It’s nothing, Shoto, really.”

“(Y/N), you wouldn’t have come all this way for ‘nothing’.” His head bobbed in an encouraging nod when you took a deep breath.

Your lip quivered more as tears caused your vision to blur. “I can’t fit my shoes and my chest hurts too much to wear the bras that I have.”

That’s all he needed to hear and he had grabbed the coat draped over the back of his chair, phone instantly appearing in his hand as he tucked you against his side. Those who had gathered once seeing it was you within their boss’s office entryway instantly created a path for the two of you as he nearly slammed the door closed behind him. Seconds later you were settled within the car he’d summoned, his fingers tightly holding onto your own as the heavily tinted windows saved both your eyesights from the near blinding flashes of cameras that seemed to follow wherever he went.

“Wait, Shoto— You really don’t have to—”

A light peck of his lips against your own was more than enough to shut you up but it was the gentle fondness that had filled his otherwise stoic features that made your protest vanish into a soft sigh as he shifted to sit face you, his hand gently slipping free of your hold to dab at your still watering eyes with a silk handkerchief that appeared from within his suit’s pocket. “Is that why you have been avoiding closed toe shoes and wearing flip-flops for the past few days or hiding yourself within baggy clothing, to hide the fact that you’re body is changing?” Your head sheepishly bobbed in a nod as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders to bring you closer. “Love, it is natural for a mother’s body to adapt to the life growing within her. You needn’t worry though. We are going to put together a whole new wardrobe just for you no matter how long it takes or how many stores we have to visit.”

“But your work—”

“You and our child are far more important.”

With a soft hum, you allowed his warmth to farther help your own relax as the car came to a slow stop at a red light. “We’ll find out soon if it’s a boy or a girl,” you whispered as his lips met the crown of your head, “are you hoping for one over the other?” A laugh nearly burst from between your lips while looking up at him when silence had been his answer for nearly a full minute and found his expression to be one of utter shock. “Yes, Shoto, we’re almost to that point. Technology sure is amazing, isn’t it?” Understanding filled your chest when he finally met your gaze after a few more seconds of silence. “Unless you want to wait until birth. Some people think its old school but I am fine with not finding out until they are born.”

Relief filled his gaze as you pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. “Are you sure?”

“You’ve been incredibly prone to traditional methods ever since you asked me on our first date.” You giggled, lightly tapping your fingertip against his nose as the car began moving again. “I’m honestly not surprised in the slightest that you want to hold off on discovering the gender but it might make baby clothes shopping a bit difficult since there aren’t a lot of neutral ones.” This time a laugh did manage to sound from your lips as he whipped out his phone again, a single press of his finger instantly dialing a number that you recognized as one of his assistants. “Shoto?”

“Send an email to the design teams; I want a line of neutral infant clothing started immediately and want proofs sent to my email by the end of the day.”

“But, sir, why is there any need for a hero agency to send for such things?”

A chorus from the background nearly sent the phone clattering to the floor as a new group of voices took control over the call. “We’re on it, sir!”

Sometimes you forgot just how famous and wealthy he was but there was always the reminder on your finger that glittered brightly whenever your glanced down at it. It had been a bit large for your liking, its extravagant design and large diamonds worrying you about it catching on things, but it had grown on you with each passing day since agreeing to be his before an altar surrounded by family and friends. You fondly shifted a piece of fallen hair out of his face as he ended the call with a press of another button, shaking your head when he raised a brow in question of your smile, and instead pressed a gentle kiss to his scar.

Keigo “Hawks” Takami: 24 Weeks

Your brows rose when entering the small space that was going to home the child growing inside you, a smile raising your lips when finding the object of your search regarding the farthest wall with a serious expression worthy of mid-century art, a hand fondly rubbing the bump that had seemingly appeared as if from nowhere in the last few days. Some women didn’t show until farther along but not you. The little life form had been growing like a weed and was currently within the sixtieth-percentile for growth at this stage. A strong hearty kick was delivered to your side, causing your breath to catch while coming to a stop beside the man with crimson wings. “Still pondering over colors?”

He startled so violently that it nearly gave you a heart attack when he shrieked while turning on his heel so as to face you. “(Y/N), when did you get in here?!”

The shock of your appearance was a definite indication of just how much thought he was putting into the nursery and it warmed your heart seeing the amount of care the pro hero was showcasing. It was a bit funny to you that Hawks had been so absorbed by the task as hand but honestly it was starting to concern you with how long it was taking him to make a decision such as this. “Keigo, weren’t you supposed to be done with painting yesterday?” You gently asked when he recovered after the initial shock in time to place his hand on your growing stomach in time to receive a kick, causing him to coo in a manner that left you wishing for a recording device of some sort but the damn pregnancy pants you wore didn’t even have back pockets to hold your phone. That didn’t mean you couldn’t store your phone in other places such as your bra!

Amber eyes snapped upwards as you “aww”ed at the display, your tongue peeking out when a rosy hue entered his cheeks. “Anyway, kid, weren’t you supposed to be out of town visiting your parents?”

“Came back early because a little someone seemed to really miss their daddy bird.”

“And what about mama bird?”

Playfully, you rolled your eyes. “As if that’s even a question. We all missed you,” you soothed when he rested his cheek against your stomach with fingers gently combing through his blonde hair, “so don’t you worry your pretty little feathers anymore. Nothing on this earth could make us want to leave you, okay? You’re our daddy bird forever.”

A soft drawn out coo filled the air as his eyes slid closed then opened again at the light tap of your finger to bring his attention back to the wall nearly covered in paint swatches. “Wasn’t feeling the whole ‘Noah’s Ark’ theme and the jungle storybook seemed a bit too cliché to me.” He stood with a huff, keeping his arms wrapped around your waist as he moved to stand behind you. “Thought about doing a tree in the corner next to the crib then having either a meadows cape or ocean view on the opposite wall.”

“Who would’ve guessed that the player pro hero Hawks would have such an artsy side.” You couldn’t help but tease, earning a nuzzle to the side of your neck as his wings unfurled to enclose you closer against his being. “Honestly, by this point, I’m okay with whatever you think just make sure that the colors aren’t too flashy, we don’t want to overwhelm their eyes.” The flesh of your bottom lip caught between your teeth to hide a smile as he gasped before turning you around to face him.

Excitement shone brightly within his gaze as it met your own. “That tone you just used…you know the gender, yeah?”

Unadulterated joy filled you as he beamed. “I’m sure she’ll have your eyes and he will be just as tall, if not taller, than you.” Your hands reached out to lightly pat his cheeks when what you was sure to be a mental capacity breech caused the pro hero’s expression to become blank. “Honey, are you okay?” Concern would’ve filled you if not for the slow grin that lifted his lips. It was the widest and most genuine one you’ve seen since the private wedding, making even the one you’d seen when telling him that you were pregnant seem lackluster in comparison, the pads of your fingers gently wiping underneath his eyes that began to swim with moisture. “Keigo?”

“T-twins? You’re absolutely sure, (Y/N)?” The wings upon his back that had retracted poofed as you nodded in confirmation, a few of the feathers separating to lightly tickle the bulge that was your stomach.

“The doctor said that it’s the girl who keeps kicking while the boy seems to favor snuggling with my placenta.” Alarm filled you when he suddenly began to pace the small room with that concentration filled look on his face but it gave way to calm acceptance while taking a seat in the nearby rocking chair to comfortably watch as whatever inspiration that had hit him slowly manifested itself courtesy of the pencil that had appeared in his hand out of thin air. “Can’t wait to see what you come up with,” you called softly so as to not break his train of thought, hands rubbing the growing bump as a kick came from the left and a flutter from the right as if the twins were in agreement with you.

Fumikage Tokoyami: 36 Weeks

A groan slipped from between your lips as you struggled like a giraffe at a watering hole, fingers reaching as far as they could towards the fallen object that had literally jumped out of your grasp. “Oh, come on,” you huffed while straining at the awkward angle and only succeeding in knocking it farther away. Doom settled over you while watching the item completely disappear from sight in slow motion to vanish beneath the refrigerator. “Seriously?!” Tears erupted like geysers from your eyes as you slid to the floor in defeat with gaze locked on the large appliance. You had ten weeks left, the giant machine was definitely too big for you to move, and the growing hunger within your being was multiplying by the second with each salty droplet that spilled down your cheeks.

Gentle hands fell upon your shoulders as a familiar presence seemingly manifested out of nowhere, causing your tear filled gaze to rise and meet a pair of calm vermillion. You didn’t ask when he’d come home, honestly you hadn’t even heard him, but your tears threatened to increase when he held up a bag that had a familiar logo then proceeded to open a package that suddenly made your life brighter. “I noticed that your choice of snack this week was dangerously low so I took it upon myself to purchase more.” He readily altered his stance down to one knee as you accepted the offering when he held it out to you, sniffling while one of his arms wrapped around your shoulders once you’d taken it, directing your attention to the refrigerator in time to see Dark Shadow appear from beneath with the fallen one in tow.

It was literally gone within seconds between your hungry lips but it was accompanied by a wide eyed exclamation when from beneath you appeared a large puddle of translucent liquid. Blinking, you leaned against him as he helped you to stand and met his gaze with a gasp when realizing that your water had just broken. Panic instantly began to seep into your bones when realizing just what was ahead of you. “F-Fumikage?”

“The bags are already in the car, I will send word to the agency, family, and friends of what is happening.” He soothed while nuzzling your cheek comfortingly, “it is time to meet our little one.” His tone remained soft and soothing as he helped you out the door with careful steps, his hands never leaving yours except to slip behind the steering wheel so that he could drive to the hospital. “I am here with you, my angel, as is everyone else.”

You took a moment to pause in the hallway where the door was open to the spare bedroom that had been transformed into a nursery. Cloud gray walls decorated with constellations, plush navy carpet, lavender hued crib tucked in the far corner but not too far from the changing table or rocking chair that the two of you had gone to six stores to find, and the ceiling was decorated with shifting galaxy images courtesy of the aurora nightlight that was plugged in beside the door. The fluffy clouds had been your idea, one that he had gladly added despite the difficulty of finding the perfect material for them, that gave the ceiling a multidimensional affect with the gently swimming colors and the glittering stars painstakingly painted on the walls. Had it really been finished just a week ago?

“(Y/N)?”

Turning, you faced him fully as Dark Shadow waited within the open doorway that would lead outwards to the garage. He must have caught on to what you were feeling if you couldn’t make sense of them fully yourself and rested a hand upon your swollen stomach in time to feel the first of many contractions. His gaze was steady as you remembered the breathing exercises that the nurses had taught, taking comfort in the hand that he ensured was within your own with laced fingers, until it passed and left your slightly winded and leaning against him for support.

“A-any chance we can stop for something to eat before going to the hospital?”

A rumbling chuckle sounded from the black clad hero as he encouraged you to walk.

Katsuki Bakugo: 42 Weeks

“You are out of your damn mind!” Ruby eyes widened as you finished yet another plate of food. He was known for his love of spicy foods just as much as his quick temper, what with him being a pro hero and all, but even he had been left practically speechless when coming home to find you rearin’ to go lay waste to yet another restaurant. This would make the fourth unsuspecting business to suffer your insatiable appetite in the last week alone and the eighth time his credit card would dangerously reach its maximum limit.

Your hands fell to rest on the large bump that had grown so much you could barely see anything around it if it wasn’t high enough, a twitch settling in your brow when the man across the table used a napkin to wipe his brow. “I don’t see you coming up with any ideas of how to help induce me, Boom-Boom-Man, and we’ve tried everything in the book from herbal tea to this-” one hand rose to sweep out across the table literally covered in every spicy food that the restaurant had to offer as he came around to help you stand from the chair you fell into upon arriving, “-hell on earth spicier than Satan’s ballsack on a Midwestern dry heat wave over a drought ridden roadkill carcass of food espionage! Nothing has worked and yet you continue to fucking watch as I lumber around like a penguin!” It was clear that several other women who were within earshot were sympathetic towards you but it was the looks from the men who had their eyes on your husband that finally pushed you over the edge. The firecracker blonde blinked when you grabbed his shirt with a fist. “That’s it. We’re fucking in the car.”

It was as if a bomb went off as silence fell over the restaurant at your words.

Considering the circumstances, you were too focused upon your husband who looked as if you’d literally slapped him across the face with a riding whip as he still didn’t fight against your hold while exiting the building. The beeping of the car was enough to snap him out of his stupor though, his larger fingers gently removing your own from his shirt. “Don’t be crazy or stupid, dumbass—”

“Oh, really?!” You whirled on him with twitching eyes, hands settling on your hips when he bristled at your shout. “The pro hero who rushes in during rescues and villain attacks is telling me, his wife, not to be crazy or stupid?! Look in a fucking mirror, Katsuki, cause you’re the hypocrite who hasn’t touched me once in the last two months and I’m so sick of you treating me like a porcelain doll all the time! I’m not going to shatter the second you touch me, idiot!” By this point you were nearly screaming up into his face with tears streaming down your face but he was smart to know that right now it wouldn’t be wise to interrupt you even when people began to gather in the parking lot out of curiosity to see what all the commotion was about. “I know you’re worried about the baby but c’mon, what about my needs?! You think I don’t want you to kiss me?! Do you honestly believe that I wouldn’t want you to touch me intimately during this entire time?!”

One of his brows rose when you began gasping for breath from winding yourself, a silent request for him to be allowed to speak which you flipped him your middle finger.

“You know what? Go fuck yourself, Katsuki Bakugo, because whatever you have to say I’m not listening—” A shriek slipped up your throat as with a roll of his eyes he swept you up over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing. He had placed his arm ever so carefully around your hips just below the giant bulge that was your unborn child but his hold was strong enough to prevent you from wiggling free. “Put me the fuck down right now!” Your fists pummeled his back to no avail as he began walking down the sidewalk, the built up stream and pressure that had fueled your outrage combined with a dangerous amount of hormones finally dissipating as after several minutes of him silently walking. Regret filled you when he came to a stop at a crosswalk, a familiar park waiting on the other side, your hand lightly patting his arm. “Can you put me down now?”

Nothing.

“Look, I’m sorry for what I said and how I acted. Please?”

Silence.

The guilt you felt tripled as the light changed, allowing him to proceed, and resolved yourself to being the sack of potatoes that you practically were until he saw otherwise. You didn’t have to wait long and soon found yourself being placed on your butt within a swing with those ruby infernos staring down at you with a brilliant flame. Punishment was definitely in your future.

“Katsuki?” Heat erupted across your body as he circled you like a predator with narrowed eyes until coming to a stop behind you, shivers and thrills slipping down your spine when his hands grabbed hold of the swing’s chains that caused you to sway slightly until the firm hardness of his body met your back with a yank.

“Shut up.” His growl in your ear as a hand snaked downward until it was cupping your throat sent a jolt of arousal through your core when the other snaked down to rest against the place where your heart pounded so loud you were sure he could hear it. The warmth of his being against your own was euphoric but it was the devious fingers that eased within the folds of your wrap dress that caused your head to fall back with a held back groan. “You wanted it so damn bad that you were ready to fuck in the car?” Words, vocabulary, heck even the alphabet itself abandoned you as the shell of your ear was caught between his teeth in a sharp bite that was soothed by the light drag of his thick wet tongue. Another growl sounded when his fingers found the growing moist spot that was nestled within the apex of your legs that made your cheeks heat beyond what you thought was humanly possible when the coil within suddenly snapped. “Haven’t even properly touched you yet and you’re this fuckin…”

A disappointed whine slipped up your throat when he withdrew, making to turn around and prepared to beg for him to continue, when you spotted his smirk. Hormones that had been raging for physical touch took a complete 180. “Wipe that fucking grin off your face before I decide to sit on it.”

One of his brows twitched; he’d definitely heard your hidden challenge. “Just remember you asked for this.”

Alarm filled you as he walked until you were suspended above him, his face made to disappear within the crook of your neck where you knew he was about to bite you, but halted his advance by taking hold of his shoulders.

“Woman, you’re sending me mixed signals here!”

Your lips quivered, instantly causing his anger at being forced back to be forgotten as the carnal lust within his gaze was replaced by concern. “K-Katsuki, I think my water just broke.”

Together your gazes darted downward and sure enough there were trails of translucent liquid trailing down your legs.

“Damn I’m fucking good.”

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aashi-heartfilia · 1 year

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BnHA Thoughts: 8th Popularity Poll (Top 25)

Bakugo: The undefeated No#01 since last 7 years!! No#01 Hero or not, he'll always be the no#01 character of the series!

Deku: How the heck is there such a huge gap?!! Almost 6000 votes!! Damn. And here I thought he might be no#01 this time because of his rouge arc going on.

Shouto: Why is the vote gap so surprising? Usually Deku and Shouto have similar vote counts.

Endeavour: Not surprised. His fight against AFO was really something.

Iida: Vol 33 hype stays strong.

Kaminari: *surprised Pikachu face* he was always popular but him being no#06 despite the expensive voting, wow.

What's surprising is that Jirou is on 19th spot! She is the cool, musical girl of the show. She got her own concert arc and big moments against AFO and yet Pikachu manages to outrank her.

Aizawa: Always a fan favourite.

Hawks: Deserving. Literally the binding force for heroes. MVP!

Kirishima: Why are you here? He hasn't done anything since last 100+ chapters and yet managed outrank Ochako.

Ochako: Who was a major character in the Deku Retrieval arc, got some great character development and now fighting against one of the deadliest villains is ranked below Iida, Kirishima and even Kaminari.

It's so concerning that literally one female character made it to top 10 and yet she is also literally at spot #10.

All top 9, male. And why shouldn't they be? They're compelling characters with great backstories, character arcs, battles and screentime devoted to them. But when it comes to writting female character, even the author takes a backseat.

What a shame.

Dabi: The highest ranked villain and yet so low. Didn't make top 10.

Shigaraki: 2nd highest villain and 12th postion. Has been stagnant since AFO took over his body, so his place below Dabi is okay.

Mirio: pleasantly surprised. Guess UA coffin really gave him a boost.

Sero: Another surprise. He hasn't done anything big. Why are you here?

Rody: well... You're not even cannon...

Tamaki: UA coffin boost is real.

Present Mic: Shirakumo hype has died now?

Shinsou: got that cool costume upgrade but hasn't done anything yet.

Jirou: How are you so low?

All Might: The All Mighty No#01 hero at no#20. This is not a good sign. His popularity is steadily decreasing.

Toga: Our bloodthirsty Harley Quinn didn't made it to top#20? Guess Villains are really a bad omen in Japan. But she was such a big force, constantly talked about. Well, what do you know.

Monoma: Good role in final battle. Okayish ranking.

Momo: HOW THE HELL IS MOMO OUT OF TOP 20?!!! And that too below Monoma? The Class A vice-president, who single handedly defeated gigantimachia?! Not single handedly but still. How the hell is she soooo low?!!!

Iida literally did nothing that significant since Joint Training Arc and yet he always manages to make it top 5 and yet Momo who is an actual deserving candidate didn't even make it top 20? Guess misogyny is really high here.

Nejire: The only UA BIG 3 who didn't make it top#20. Why is it that Mirio and Tamaki got great backstories while all she gets is a half-baked page about how great Mirio and Tamaki were that they decided to befriend her. Seriously?

Mirko: Guess big thigs and badass fight scenes aren't enough to land you in top 20, huh?

Additionally, Tsuyu is 29 and Mina is 33. AFO is #39, Ayoyama #41 and Hagakure #43. Despite getting the big focus with Traitor reveal and Face reveal, Hagakure and Ayoyama are so low. Horikoshi #52 didn't make it to top 50.

Overall Impression:

It wasn't that bad. Remember when we had Shindou ranked #09 and literally no female characters in the top 10. That was the worst poll. Though it's still mildly concerning how there are just 2 girls in the top 20, Ochako and Jirou and no villains in top 10. Momo is really low and Nagant and Midnight aren't even in the picture. Bakugo remains the undisputed star of the show and with that we have reached our conclusion.

It was a really tough competition this year.

~Thanks for reading

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princess-of-the-corner · 3 months

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Wait I wanna add one more.

4. AFO is planning on ruining the event somehow. Leaving a door unguarded will lead to a fanboy accidentally finding out about his plot to ruin the event. The fanboy ask for 47's help in stopping the villain, not knowing of 47's true identity. The fanboy makes a pretty detailed and damn good plan, by following it AFO ends up dead by what looks like an accident.

The fanboy thanks the stranger for his help and 47 complements his planning skills. They agree to never mention this to anyone. Before 47 leaves he asks for the fanboy's name, the fanboy refuses to give him his name giving an alias instead. 47 makes a note of "Deku" and how he'll definitely regret if the kid ends up as one of his targets. ("An all mighty fanboy" achievement)

Ahahahahahhahahahahhahahahahahaahahahhaahahahaha

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AU where there’s 12 versions of Izuku at one villain fight and all 12 of them stop the villain

Girl do I even have twelve Izuku's...

1- ok so it's Wildcard (manyface Izuku), Deku (apprentice Izuku), Dect-iru (quirkless apprentice Izuku), Mighty Boy, Dekiru (2r), The General, Rainbow (eyeglow), Izukawaii (pretty stockpile), Miracle (iytywm), Magnet, Godkiller, and uhh Meandoriya (spite stockpile)

2- they get summoned to The Darkest Timeline because there are few AfO's more deserving of death.

3- they draw AfO away from tdt Izuku and his family, and then curbstomp him. He attempts to steal Dect-iru's quirk, realizes he's quirkless, then tries to force a quirk on him but just gives it to Miracle who jumps in the way and is fine.

4- then he tries to steal Mighty Boy's quirk but the Kryptonian doesn't have one. The General shoots AfO several times. The Izuku's and AfO's body vanish.

5- Tragically killing AfO will not be good for Izuku or his family here but I mean still better than letting him live longer so. Silver lining?

#anon #pocket talks to people #ask game

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fandomanimatic-tournament · 8 months

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Fandom song animatic tournament: Side A Round 1

Kiss Me, Son of God - They Might Be Giants

"I destroyed a bond of friendship and respect Between the only people left who'd even look me in the eye Now I laugh and make a fortune Off the same ones that I tortured And a world screams, 'Kiss me, Son of God' "

Open Up Your Eyes - My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

"Open up your eyes See the world from where I stand Me among the mighty You caged at my command Open up your eyes Give up your sweet fantasyland It's time to grow up and get wise Come now little one Open up your eyes"

Remember that we're voting on how Iconic they are for ANIMATICS, not for the song itself. In order to make things fair, the tone and mood of the song should not affect how iconic it is (for example, a serious song should not be considered more iconic than a joke song just because it's serious)

Propaganda and animatic links of the songs under the cut:

Kiss Me, Son of God - They Might Be Giants

Propaganda:

drik strider

Animatics with the song:

Homestuck^2

Deltarune

The Mandela Catalogue

The Magnus Archives

Moral Orel

Open Up Your Eyes - My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

Propaganda:

The older, jaded villain both goading--and trying to offer a kindness to--the young hero by telling them what the world is really like. The villain feels trapped by their traumatic experience and wants to spare the protagonist the pain of finding out firsthand, but the world is more vast than the villain realizes, and the protagonist can open up THEIR eyes. Bro....

Fits with tragic villains, anti-heroes or AUs where the hero lost their friends

Animatics with the song:

Star Vs The Forces Of Evil

Steven Universe

The Owl House Hunter Animatic

Welcome Home

Boku No Hero Villain Deku Animatic

FNAFHS

Please keep in mind that I don't know all the media and fandoms of the animatics provided as examples and I don't have the time (nor the will) to research them all. Don't come into my notes or my ask box complaining about them being included, I will simply block you.

#fandom animatic tournament #tumblr poll #tumblr tournament #tumblr tourney

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miyamorana · 4 months

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Miya's 2023 Fanfic Recs Part 1

Here are all the cool, complete fics I've read this year. Separated into 5 posts because there's nearly a hundred of them.

PART 1: BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA (33) (Note that there are a few BNHA stories in part 5.) Part 2: Other Animes and Cartoons (20) Part 3: Television (16) Part 4: Video Games, Movies and Books (16) Part 5: Crossovers (11)

Title: Plain Scary, 10/10 Would Not Recommend Author:Manfedzku Pairing: None Rating: General Word Count: 1,872 Summary: For a huge fundraising event, Class 2-A decides to host a haunted house as their contribution. Because none of them knows how to chill, they hold an internal contest, with the students splitting into two main teams and a prop department. Midoriya himself is super excited to use his Quirk for actual fun and entertainment, except that some have brought up that his array of powers and ghosts would make it unfair for the opponent. “How about this?” Midoriya bargains, slightly miffed. “I don’t need One For All to strike fear. I’ll do it Quirkless.” Or, Kind, compassionate Midoriya shouldn’t be able to fucking terrify anyone without his eldritch-like powers, but non-believers who’ve faced literal war hell find out that he does. He does.

Title: reconcile Author: whatagoodegg Pairing: None Rating: Teen Word Count: 151,203 Summary: Midoriya and Shigaraki get hit with a Quirk that basically locks the both of them in an indestructible box and makes them unable to physically harm each other. The only way for them to get out? They have to reconcile their differences. Obviously, this is easier said than done.

Title: Complicated Creation Author: Elemental Pairing: Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi Rating: General Word Count: 112,787 Summary: Midoriya Izuku is medically quirkless, not technically homeless, perpetually exhausted and doing his damned best despite it all. He also sees spirits, which might be cool if not for the fact that a) no one else does, b) they really don’t like him very much, and c) he’s pretty sure the heroes now think he’s a villain working for the League. Aizawa Shota just wants to take down Overhaul, rescue Eri, keep his students alive, get some rest, and find out how this Deku kid knows things he absolutely should not know about his personal life and the Shie Hassaikai case. Unless Nighteye’s right, and the kid really is a villain.

Title: Family (Regardless of Blood or Time) Author: Blueseabird2 Pairing: Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi Rating: Teen Word Count: 16,252 Summary: Shouta gets sent back in time and immediately starts putting things into place to take down All for One. More importantly, he also adopts a lot of children, meets friends at the Park, and joins Midoriya Inko on her crusade against society’s idiocy. He gets Nezu involved. (He’s also not as alone as he thinks).

Title: looking for sunlight Author: the_crownless_queen Pairing: None Rating: Teen Word Count: 3,964 Summary: Being at Mighty Tower feels a little like a dream come true, to Izuku. Okay, maybe a lot like it. In which Aldera is terrible (duh), Mighty Tower is awesome (also duh) and Izuku’s new acquaintance/possibly friendly adult Yagi Toshinori is pretty cool — and taking him to meet All Might.

Title: If Pining’s a Joke, We’re a Comedy Show Author: JajaLala Pairing: Fukukado Emi/Kayama Nemuri, Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi Rating: Teen Word Count: 7,729 Summary: Kayama Nemuri has a certain problem with a cute joke-themed hero. Every time they meet sparks fly, but it’s impossible to tell whether Ms. Joke really feels the same, or if she’s only flirting for the sake of comedic bits. Shouta, the confidante, is getting tired of all this pining.

Title: Sparkling Friendship✨ Author: Emily_Elizabeth_Fowl Pairing: Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi Rating: General Word Count: 11,839 Summary: One raised brow later, Shouta remembered there was a question he was supposed to answer. He muttered something, hoping Hizashi would let it go. “And now with words this time?” Hizashi said a small smirk dancing on his lips, and Shouta huffed. “I said there wasn’t a guy,” he didn’t, but this was close enough. “I just-” What was he supposed to say? Got distracted because I saw you through the window during my nightly pass by your apartment and I was overcome by the need to feel how soft your hair were ? “…Got distracted,” he finished lamely, keeping the rest of that explanation to himself. “By what?” Hizashi sounded incredulous, tilting his head slightly, another strand of hair falling onto his face. *** Or: 5 times Shouta thought Hizashi and him were dating, and the one time they actually were

Title: Loser, Forsaker, Mover, Shaker Author: jukoist Pairing: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto (minor) Rating: Teen Word Count: 25,278 Summary: “So you and Bakugou… You were never exes? You really were just friends?” “Well, I was Kacchan’s friend. He was my bully.” Midoriya gets hit by a truth Quirk, and his past relationship with Bakugou comes to light. Midoriya learns what it means to have people on his side; Bakugou learns what it means to face his mistakes head on. Dredging up the past is dirty, and painful, but it’s necessary if you want to heal. AKA Protective 1-A, Hurt Midoriya, and Bakugou/Consequences.

Title: Fun At Hero Con Author: wolfsrainrules Pairing: None Rating: Unrated Word Count: 3,627 Summary: Midoriya Izuku is still the biggest hero nerd to walk the earth and not even being Number One is going to change that. Now if only he could remember to tell his fans that he is Pro Hero Deku.

Title: The Toes Show Author: RayShippouUchiha Pairing: None Rating: General Word Count: 1,657 Summary: By this point, Izuku feels confident in saying that there’s very little online he hasn’t seen or at least heard of in some shape or form. So Izuku knows that if he digs deep enough there’s got to be some kind of job online he can take that won’t care that he’s young and quirkless. All Izuku has to do is find it. ~~~ Come to find out Izuku doesn’t have to dig all that deep after all. Even if the job he ends up with is far from … conventional.

Title: Keep You To Myself Author: RayShippouUchiha Pairing: Aizawa Shouta/Midoriya Izuku Rating: Mature Word Count: 9,192 Summary: And yet the truth is that Shōta knows himself, has grown to know Izuku, well enough to know that what they’re doing, what’s between them, it’s not friendship. Or, at least, it’s not only friendship. Not on either of their sides. Friends don’t have this kind of tension practically seething between them. Friends don’t harbor this kind of underlying burn smoldering away beneath every word exchanged or this electric sort of charge coursing through every accidental touch. Title: Brain Pain Author: RayShippouUchiha Pairing: None Rating: General Word Count: 2,430 Summary: “Oh ho ho,” Izuku chortles into the darkness of his closet even as he grabs a bottle of water up so he can start gnawing on the cap. “I think the fuck not you raggedy-armed bitch.” It’s easy enough to start typing out a reply even with one hand and his vision sometimes blurring in and out. “I know a guy with more arms who’ll be a way better hero than you ever were,” Izuku mumbles around his water bottle, one eye squinted closed as he puts all of his faith into his phone’s extensively trained spell check and autofill functions.

Title: There Is A Pattern Here Author: lovelysandlonelys Pairing: None Rating: Teen Word Count: 9,309 Summary: Midoriya Izuku was just barely keeping his grades afloat. It was a hard thing to do when you were quirkless, because quirkless people were less evolved beings and couldn’t possibly be up to par with their quirked classmates. And better than them? An impossibility. Alternatively: All of Izuku’s teachers have accused him of cheating, until now. Title: Pied Piper Author: Blackholeca Pairing: Aizawa Shouta/Shirakumo Oboro/Yamada Hizashi (background) Rating: Teen Word Count: 297,091 Summary: If they wouldn’t give him a chance then the solution seemed simple, he’d give himself one. He’d force the world to see him, force them to recognize his hard work. He wasn’t missing a quirk, it was simply that everyone else had been given an advantage. He wasn’t broken, or useless, or incapable, and he’d prove it by outrunning all of them, he who was quirkless, he who had started in last. [UA rejects Midoriya from the hero course and he finds salvation in vigilantism.]

Title: damage control Author: yamadadzawa (liarielle) Pairing: None Rating: Teen Word Count: 6,741 Summary: Midoriya turns to Shouta, gripping his hand in a fist despite his clearly broken finger, and boldly declares that he’s still standing, that he doesn’t need to be rescued this time. Shouta can’t help it. He shouldn’t, damn it, he shouldn’t encourage this, not when the kid is displaying a frankly disturbingly high pain tolerance. But he can’t help it. A feral grin stretches across his face. Maybe Hizashi is right, and it does pay off to be an optimist, because it looks like Midoriya Izuku might not be skydiving towards his fate after all. This kid can learn. He can be saved. —– Or: Midoriya isn’t surprised to see his name in last place on Aizawa’s quirk test, and believes that he deserves to be expelled. He’s not expecting to be wrong, and he’s definitely not expecting to have friends who don’t hesitate to stand up for him.

Title: Witness Author: PitViperOfDoom Pairing: None Rating: Teen Word Count: 37,608 Series: Part 1 of Good Neighbors (Words: 62,416 - Works: 2) Summary: When a violent turf war breaks out between rival villain gangs, a civilian is caught in the crossfire and killed, and the Number One Hero Endeavor is called to quell the fighting and restore peace. Shouto has been trapped working for his father since graduating high school, his life and career firmly under Endeavor’s control. Determined to keep his masterpiece from striking out on his own, Endeavor gives him an assignment that will keep him as far from the public eye as possible: bodyguarding Midoriya Izuku, the sole witness to the murder.

Title: What it Means to Be a Hero Author: DeusVerve Pairing: Asui Tsuyu/Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako Rating: Teen Word Count: 278,089 Series: Part 1 of What it Means to Be a Hero and Side Stories (Words: 280,081 - Works: 2) Summary: Staring at a trembling boy before him, All Might knows what he would’ve wanted someone to tell him if he’d asked the Number One Hero if he could’ve been a Quirkless hero. And if that notebook he signed was anything to go by, a little help from Nedzu and the boy might even surpass him. When Midoriya Izuku asks All Might if he can be a hero without a Quirk, the Symbol of Peace says ‘Yes.’ Title: in the depths of shadows Author: starburstsunshine Pairing: None Rating: Teen Word Count: 65,522 Summary: While out on patrol, Shouta comes across Midoriya, who may or may not have unlawfully apprehended a villain. As it turns out, Midoriya seems to have an affinity for getting involved in trouble. And as it turns out, Shouta seems to have an affinity for taking in powerful, aspiring heroes. (Hizashi just says that between Oboro and Shouta, they simply have the tendency to take in strays. Hizashi is rarely ever wrong.)

Title: answer me. Author: supercrunch Pairing: Midoriya Izuku/Shigaraki Tomura Rating: Explicit Word Count: 16,944 Summary: A finger touches his stomach and traces up his chest. It stops to investigate a small rip under his right pec, pressing against Izuku’s bare skin. It leaves goosebumps. “Your little jumpsuit’s not very durable, is it, Deku? I like it.” “Don’t.” Izuku tries to back away. He can’t breathe. Shigaraki toys with Izuku’s zipper. It moves slowly downwards. Izuku’s exposed collarbones prickle in the cold. He shivers but doesn’t dare try to cover himself up. “You’re not good,” Izuku whispers. “You’re awful. You’re insane.” “Yes.” A bead of sweat drips between his pectorals and into his navel. Shigaraki follows it with his eyes. And then with a finger, dry and cool against Izuku’s itchy-hot skin. “I hate that your little friends keep interrupting us,” Shigaraki whispers into the corner of Izuku’s mouth. “Let’s try it this way, pretty rabbit. You come find me. Promise we’ll get a moment alone.” (The first time Izuku sees Shigaraki Tomura he thinks nothing much. They second time they meet, though, is the time Izuku really sees him. It happens in a crowded shopping complex and it starts with a hand around Izuku’s throat.)

Title: 1 loud blonde friend + 1 loud cloud friend = 2 very annoying boyfriends Author: Emily_Elizabeth_Fowl Pairing: Aizawa Shouta/Shirakumo Oboro/Yamada Hizashi (pre-relationship) Rating: General Word Count: 1,643 Summary: ”-So if you pass the exam on your first try, I’ll go out with you.“ Yamada was staring at him as if he suddenly declared the sky was bright neon green. Shouta blinked, vaguely uncomfortable. Did he misunderstand? Were they just joking? Pranking him-? "That is a cruel and unusual punishment,” Yamada announced, making Shirakumo snicker. “My love life is going to depend on my math result? I’m going to die alone.” “My future as a hero depends on your math result,” Shouta reminded him dryly, moving to take the starter textbooks out of his backpack. “I think this is a fair exchange.” Or: some tutoring shenanigans. No math was hurt in the making of this fic!

Title: Suikawari My Heart Author: RayShippouUchiha Pairing: Aizawa Shouta/Midoriya Izuku Rating: Teen Word Count: 9,834 Summary: Cheeks noticeably flushed, Dekiru sits down on the stage and fits a watermelon between thick, toned thighs. His hips twist, those thighs flex, and the watermelon cracks, spilling a fresh wave of juice and sweet pink flesh all over Dekiru’s lap. “Oh god,” Shōta can’t help but say, riveted despite himself, “I wish that was me right now.” On stage Dekiru’s eyes go wide as his head snaps up and his attention somehow abruptly zero’s in on Shōta. It’s at that moment that Shōta becomes aware of the deafening silence that’s fallen over the beach.

Title: Throw The Last Door Open Author: the_crownless_queen Pairing: None Rating: Teen Word Count: 8,593 Summary: Katsuki bit on his tongue so he wouldn’t scream — what, he didn’t even know — and kicked the wall. The elevator jerked to a stop. “What the-” “Kacchan!” Deku shouted, hand clenching the railing as he stumbled. “What did you do?” There’s nothing like getting trapped in a metal box with someone you’re currently annoyed at. Nothing.

Title: sugar and spice (and everything nice) Author: the_crownless_queen Pairing: None Rating: Teen Word Count: 3,402 Summary: “I was thinking that I could make something sweet for Aizawa-san?” she asked, tugging absently at the hem of her dress. “He’s always eating those jelly things, and they’re sweet, but Yamada-san and Nemuri-chan always say they’re not real food and are bad for him…” She wasn’t really looking at him and so she couldn’t see the way Izuku’s eyes teared up from how adorable she was being. “I think that’s a great idea! Do you know what you want to make?” She hesitated for a second before nodding. “Could we make candy apples?” Title: Matchmaker Matchmaker (Gonna Match Him A Man) Author: RayShippouUchiha Pairing: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Midoriya Izuku Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Word Count: 5,083 Summary: “You did what?” Naomasa eventually rasps once he can breathe again.

“I don’t want my boy to make the same mistakes I did,” Toshinori explains. “But he’s a great deal shyer than I was at his age. So I’ve taken it upon myself to reach out on his behalf.”

“No,” Naomasa practically gasps, some strange mix of horror and glee in his expression. “Toshinori, tell me you’re joking. You’re trying to matchmake Izuku?”

Naomasa doesn’t wait for Toshinori to actually answer him.

Instead, he just breaks out into loud braying laughter, uncaring of the way everyone around them has stopped to stare.

Title: How To Decipher A Midoriya’s Mumbles Author: whatagoodegg Pairing: None Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Word Count: 5,459 Summary: step one: have a hearing quirk step two: try to resist the urge to tell everyone about the wild shit he says step three: profit?

aka: midoriya is in the habit of talking shit under his breath. its cathartic. he didnt think it was necessary to break the habit. too bad he forgot about the girl in their class with a hearing quirk.

aaka: five times jiro kept quiet about what she heard, and one time she didn’t.

Title: Multilante Author: Starlight (Fandom_Eclipse) Pairing: None Rating: General Audiences Word Count: 13,660 Summary: Izuku was debating the merits of seeking out the new vigilante group that was on the news when he heard the list of known members. He knew those names. Specifically, he knew those because they were assigned to six of his hoodies.

He knew he should come clean. Maybe just stick to one costume, or stop being a vigilante altogether. Groups were treated much more seriously than lone entities, and he could get in serious trouble if they sent heroes after him expecting backup that didn’t exist.

A week later, he had characters designed for every hoodie he owned.

In which Izuku becomes a one-man organization, and everyone has to deal with the consequences.

Title: Foresight Author: akcugrai Pairing: None Rating: General Audiences Word Count: 66,396 Summary: Izuku’s quirk is simple, it tells him exactly what he needs to do. It tells him to grab an umbrella and that afternoon it rains unexpectedly. It tells him to bring cash and it turns out the card reader is out of order. His quirk tells him to rob a bank. Well, might as well. - - - Does the name All for One mean anything to Izuku? Nope. Will he tear down the empire of a powerful villain who has been terrorizing Japan for over a century anyway? Sure.

Title: Twenty-Four Pairs of Craft Scissors Author: orkestrations Pairing: None Rating: General Audiences Word Count: 1155 Summary: Twenty-four pairs of craft scissors, one pissflake, paper scraps everywhere, and glitter all over the floor.

Or: Eri’s first time making paper snowflakes.

Title: flip the switch and watch them run Author: noxum Pairing: None Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Word Count: 6316 Summary: What Izuku thinks is just another hellish day at Aldera takes a turn for the worst when disaster strikes. Trapped in a collapsing building while digging his once-childhood friend from the rubble, what will he do when the roof caves in?

Title: Kill All the Lights Author: JoWithTheFlow Pairing: Midoriya Izuku/Monoma Neito/Todoroki Shouto Rating: Mature Word Count: 20,996 Summary: What kind of operation…led to a hero and a vigilante being thrown into a cell together?

Judging by the look on Phantom’s face, he was thinking something very similar. There was a noise from further in the cell, though, and his body language shifted, his eyes lighting up with a touch of fear as he squared his shoulders as much as he could square them. “We’re not alone,” he warned Shouto.

Shouto raised his eyebrows, turning his attention to the depths of the cell.

“What’s this?” a voice rasped, from deeper in the cell, darker, the part covered in the most shadows. Phantom flinched at the sound of it, and there was a rattle, a clink, and Shouto realized that the third member of their company was more heavily chained than them. A moment later, and the second realization hit—that meant something. “A new person to join us in suffering?”

Another shuffle, another clink, and the owner of the voice finally stepped into the little bit of light coming through the window on the door. The light caught the edge of his hair, so dark it almost looked black, but Shouto knew better. He knew better.

Title: The League of Vigilantes Author: katydid Pairing: None Rating: General Audiences Word Count: 8575 Summary: An amnesiac Izuku joins the League of Villains. To their frustration, he keeps being nice and helping people. Now everyone thinks they’re an organization of vigilantes!

Title: Yuuei Survival Guide Author: LowlyWriter Pairing: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Word Count: 519,280 Series: Part 1 of A Boy and his Ghost (Words: 543,862 - Works: 3) Summary: Izuku steps towards the other teen, holding his hand out to shake, “I’m Midoriya Izuku by the way. We haven’t officially met yet, right? I don’t remember seeing you at the Entrance Exam?”

The blue-haired boy pauses, studies his hand uncertainly before shrugging. “Shirakumo Oboro,” he introduces in return, hand phasing right through Izuku’s when he goes to return the handshake. Shirakumo doesn’t seem surprised by it, but Izuku whips his hand back when the intense chill climbs up his arm.

or,

Izuku tries to pretend eveything is okay even though his homelife is crumbling around him, there’s an insanely powerful Quirk that’s not entirely his coursing through his veins, he suddenly knows his childhood hero, All Might, and to top it all off, he seems to have befriend a pastel blue-haired ghost that has way too much insider knowledge on Izuku’s new homeroom teacher, and English teacher. He’s really just trying to survive Yuuei… Title: The Mask of the Demon King Author: katydid Pairing: Midoriya Inko/Sensei | All For One Rating: General Audiences Word Count: 3816 Summary: All Might meets Izuku Midoriya’s father at a parent-teacher conference.

#fanfiction #fanfic recs #bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha

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alexthegamingboy · 1 year

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Toonami Weekly Recap 01/14/2023

My Hero Academia Season 6 Paranormal Liberation War Arc EP#118 (05) - The Thrill of Destruction: Tokoyami arrives just in time to save Hawks before Dabi can kill him. The villain attempts to corner the bird heroes, but Tokoyami is able to take advantage of Dabi's monologuing to evade the fire, and use the escalating fighting between the Heroes and Paranormal Liberation Front to escape with the unconscious Hawks. Meanwhile at the Hospital, Shigaraki kills X-Less, steals his cape, and unleashes his Decay. The resulting effect proceeds to consume the entire Hospital, forcing the Heroes to desperately flee; in the chaos Crust ends up sacrificing himself to save Eraser Head. In the city, Deku receives a warning from the first user of One For All of Shigaraki's awakening, as the Decay begins to spread into the city and toward the evacuation team. The heroes, including Deku and Todoroki, attempt to stop the wave but fail, forcing them to carry the civilians away to avoid their deaths. Burnin tries to call out Endeavor or other Heroes, but receives no response which sends her into a panic. In the remaining crater of the Hospital left behind, Shigaraki discovers the nearly all ruined Quirk-Destroying Bullets Garaki was recreating, which was destroyed by X-Less before his death. A voice starts to speak in his head, as he uses a communicator to summon Gigantomachia to him, declaring that it is time to destroy everything.

Made in Abyss: The Golden City of the Scorching Sun EP#08 (21) - The Form the Wish Takes: In the present, Reg meets Faputa again and asks that she provide a body part to help buy Nanachi's freedom. Faputa tears off one of her arms and gives it to Reg, reminding him of his promise to her to help destroy Iruburu and its inhabitants. Back in the past, Irumyuui's body continued to mutate, grow, and give birth, with Wazukyan continuing to take her babies to turn them into food. Vueko was shocked to find out that Wazukyan had given Irumyuui a second Cradle of Desire to further take advantage of her. Eventually, Irumyuui relocated to a different area and began devouring other creatures to sustain herself. Belaf, felt guilty about eating Irumyuui's children and offered his body and soul as a sacrifice to Irumyuui and was turned into a Hollow. Inspired by his transformation, the rest of the Ganja followed suit and Irumyuui's own body became the foundation for Iruburu. Meanwhile, Vueko tried to commit suicide, reasoning that Irumyuui's wishes would no longer take affect if she dies. Wazukyan stopped Vueko and imprisoned her inside of Irumyuui's head, where she relegated herself to taking care of the souls of Irumyuui's deceased children. Outside, the second Cradle of Desire allowed Irumyuui to give birth to a perfect child: Faputa. In the present, Vueko concludes her story, explaining that Faputa was born from Irumyuui's rage and despair at being exploited by the Ganja and she is compelled by Irumyuui's wish to have the entire village destroyed. When Riko asks Vueko what she wishes, Vueko replies that she simply doesn't want to forget Irumyuui.

Yashahime: The Second Act EP#44 (20) - When the Grim Comet Falls: In the modern era at the top of Tokyo Tower, the Half-Demon Princesses and Osamu try to obliterate the Grim Comet, but it is far too vast and powerful. Osamu plunges right into its heart and discovers its true self as a pale blue glowing substance. Once declaring that he eradiate all demons, Kirinmaru's additional incarnation manages to use his mighty demonic powers to make the Comet follow him all the way to the feudal era in order to fulfill Kirinmaru's wish in destroying it. Osamu finally meets his other half in the flesh and shows the Beast King images of the modern world certain that Rion would love them. As hordes of demons keep appearing the attack, Priestess Kaede is still able to hold her own against them for awhile with Inuyasha, Kagome and Shippo as back up. Miroku manages to purify several hordes with his immensely stronger and spiritual powers as Sango exterminates another with her Black Hiraikotsu, which is strong enough to purify their energy as it has been infused with Kin'u's own developing Buddhist powers. Having finally reached Mount Musubi, Rion asks for it to infuse her with the vast mystical strength of the Kyuyokon Root. Riku gives her the apple seed her kept since his first meeting with Towa, which grows into an apple tree that leaves one glowing green apple that Rion takes with her as she'll be able to stop her father. Still within the Sacred Tree of Ages, a worried Rin is wiping her Sessh?maru's brow as she prays for Towa and Setsuna's safety. Back in the modern era, the Half-Demon Princesses realize that since Osamu intends to wipe out all demons, which means that Sesshomaru and Inuyasha are in danger as they took the elevator as they head back to the Higurashi shrine. They ask the Sacred Tree of Ages to open the gateway to the past, but it does not answer.

Slightly Damned Page 1082: https://www.sdamned.com/comic/1082

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haleigh-sloth · 2 years

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I’m not familiar with the map at all—I know someone has shown it but idk who is where.

But what are the chances that on his way back to the vicinity where Shigaraki is Midoriya ends up crossing paths with Shouto and sees what’s happened?

Like him not being able to warp to where he needs to be is mighty convenient so he has to get himself there.

No, I definitely don’t think Midoriya should or would intervene, but if he sees that Shouto succeeded….then that may give him some hope for his own challenge. Like he might not be so high strung and he might think “oh…so I’m not the only one”.

Like he sees that Shouto didn’t have to kill or even really fight his villain, and he managed to actually put out the fire. And he sees Touya NOT trying to fight or hurt Shouto—so it’s undeniable that they’ve reached some sort of understanding and aren’t enemies anymore.

Idk, I wonder if Midoriya might have to pass through Kamino and see what happened, and start to really think about what he’s going to do.

Also since there is so much Stain foreshadowing it wouldn’t be crazy for Deku to appear right as Stain does, only for him to be shooed away like he was at the aquarium by Shouto AND Iida, because they got it. And for Shouto to give Deku encouragement to go get Shigaraki, like Ochacko did:

Idk it’s a thought, since Deku couldn’t just warp to Sky-High UA.

#or shit even touya tells him #uh #Shig is fucked #might wanna help #lol #doubtful but the idea crossed my mind #bnha #boku no hero academia

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plusonetm · 4 years

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THE COMIC I DID FOR MY VILLAIN DEKU THING :DDD

#all mighty villain deku #villain midoriya izuku #villain deku #fanboy villain deku #mha #midoriya #midoriya izuku #hero villain deku?#deku #mha deku #deku fanart #art #comic #villain deku comic #digital art #oooooh fancy

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izukuisbaby · 2 years

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⊹˚.⋆ YOUR BOYFRIEND - VILLAIN IZUKU

୭ warnings : slight yandere themes

୭ setting. When Izuku left UA, he tried to fit into the hero society and pro hero field. Unless, no one took him seriously saying he looked too cute, was too soft and his hero name was not mighty enough to be the top hero. Once he had an outburst, telling all his co-workers and his boss that one day, Deku will be a feared name that will make anyone who hears it shiver.

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izuku refused to be friends with heroes, therefore you are all he has

you love Izuku dearly

you started dating in your 2nd year at UA.

you are not a villain at all, you work as a healer for pro heroes

but overtime you did notice a change in izuku's personality

he is meaner, colder to others

he basically behaves like a mafia boss, and dresses like one

his look is as if he is constantly plotting revenge on the ones who undermined him

he is never ever mean to you but he is more laid back and manipulative than during your UA years

he knows what to do to have you wrapped around his finger

he made you crave for his attention because he loves seeing you desperate for him

your love was all he needed

the admiration you show him when he tells you about his plans

you thought he was incredibly smart and you admired him for that, not his actions

he would never intentionally hurt you though but a little push to get you to do what he wants can't hurt right ?

he spoils you with the money he gets from robberies

you have everything you want in a matter of minutes

and he loves seeing you looking and smelling expensive, knowing he's the reason for that

it just makes him proud to be able to give you a certain walk of life

he'd do anything to make you happy honestly

he sends people to do the dirty job for him of course

so that he gets as much time as possible to spend with you

izuku doesn't want you to go out often, he's scared someone would report you as his accomplice and take you away from him

he just lets you leave for work and he has a chauffeur driving you in a black car with tinted windows

he rarely goes out himself, once again he's afraid to be separated from you

literally has personal hitmen for anyone who dares bothering you

and therefore also has bodyguards escorting you in and out of your office

to people Izuku is just a powerful businessman, which to be honest he is

he has his way with people, he always gets what he wants

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the au ask: uh, not sure how this works, but, let's say an au where the slime incident never happens?

Anon, no! I have about five AUs for that! You could at least tell me if you want it to be angst or crack!

More seriously, it's such a fun prompt because it avoids All Might telling Izuku he can't be a hero without a quirk, which is the start of so many vigilante/villain/quirkless Izukus.

But since I am a benevolent writer, I will not talk about the AU where Tsuyu and Mineta dies, then Iida, then Kota, then Mirio, Eri isn't saved, and so on.

Okay, it got really long so it's under a Read More.

All Might arrests the Slime villain before he gets in the sewers so neither Izuku nor Bakugou are attacked by him. The problem is that it also means that All Might never meets Izuku, never break his little heart, and Izuku never has the chance to prove his worth to All Might so no OFA.

Life goes on. Izuku still wants to become a hero. However, since his homeroom teacher told his entire class that he wanted to go to UA, his entire class, led by Bakugou, has decided to make his life a living hell over it. Constant taunting and people laughing at him.

It takes its toll on him.

He still doesn't doubt that a quirkless hero can exist but the more days, weeks, months pass, the more he keeps thinking of how easier it would be if he had a quirk.

A dangerous thought. One he usually doesn't allow himself to think because why whine about what is impossible to have? But one boy can only take "What a useless quirkless Deku like you do?" before he starts to get haunted by strange thoughts. Cough... urges... Cough.

It also makes him eager to prove himself. Maybe that's why he intervenes that evening when he sees a villain trying to hurt someone. Except that once the civilian he helped is running to call a hero, he is reminded that he is a smol child made of only skin and bones and that the guy in front of him is about to bash his head in.

He tries to protect himself, his hand grabbing the villain by the head and in this moment, as he is sure that he is about to be killed, he thinks the one selfish thought that he ever thought:

"It's unfair... that this quirk belongs to someone like you... instead of me."

And just like that, Izuku takes a quirk for the first time.

The villain runs in terror and Izuku runs (in the other direction) in confusion. Soon, it's pretty clear that he apparently had the ability to take and give quirks (thank you, Mom, who has volunteered to try the villain's quirk. Though it's strange how she keeps trying to call someone on her phone these days. But it's probably not important.) Which is a very cool quirk.

Izuku now has to pass from "No quirk at all" to "Can have whatever quirk he wants", which is quite dizzying.

He is so fired up for the UA exam, five months from then. Ridiculously happy bean.

Meanwhile, Mirio gets OFA because no successor showed the self sacrificial spirit that could have inspired All Might and both GT and Nighteye kinda pressures him into choosing a successor ASAP.

This has disastrous consequences as OFA is way too powerful for Mirio and starts to put an insane strain on his body. One month later, while fighting a villain (he has his hero license), he collapses on the side of the road, black lines all over his body as the quirk is killing him.

Izuku finds him and calls an ambulance ASAP but Mirio is is really bad shape. He asks him what happened and Mirio, half delirious, tells him that his quirk is killing him.

Izuku is very "????" but he can help! He can take the quirk away! But Lemillion would be quirkless! He can't take this decision! But Mirio can so he asks.

Mirio is half conscious. Completely in pain. He didn't even want that quirk. He likes Permeation. So, half delirious as he was, he might have mumbled something like "Take that thing out of me."

Izuku does, realizes that Mirio has two quirks so he leaves him the one that doesn't feel as heavy as a freaking dwarf star. Lemillion immediately starts to stop looking like he will drop dead any moment from now and the ambulance arrives, taking the hero student away.

Since Izuku doesn't have the All Might telling him that OFA is a good quirk, he acts like a sensible person: this quirk doesn't feel normal and it apparently kills its user. So he waits about 20 seconds before getting rid of it. He finds a nice and sturdy lizard, who, unbeknownst to everyone, becomes the 10th user of OFA.

The quirk comes back to Izuku.

Quirks aren't supposed to do that.

The freaking quirk is cursed. Izuku accepted a cursed quirk.

I cannot begin to describe how Izuku doesn't trust OFA in this AU. He doesn't use it. He intensively dislikes it. He tries everything and more to get rid of it but no matter what living organism he selects, the damn thing keeps coming back.

Meanwhile, Mirio wakes up from the hospital alive :) then remembers he gave a host-killing-quirk to a smol child. O.O

Panic ensues.

All Might realizes that whoever took OFA put his hand on Mirio's head, the same way AFO does. So it was probably AFO with a fun new shapeshifting quirk.

More panic ensues.

Meanwhile, AFO, alive indeed and who has been watching Mirio wastes away and enjoying the hell out of it (though he would have preferred it had happened one generation sooner) is furious that Yagi 2.0 isn't dying anymore because it means OFA passed to someone else! And since everyone in the OFAteam is quite panicked, they apparently lost the quirk he gave his little brother!

He gets so upset about it that he somehow misses the hundred of phonecalls from his wife.

So AFO and All Might alike are looking for someone with OFA but since Izuku just isn't using it, they aren't finding it.

Meanwhile, the Vestiges went from "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH, SOMEONE WITH AFO!!!! AHHHHHH!" to "What do you mean: You don't want to use us? We're not good enough for you???"

So OFA is doing the quirk equivalent of a cat purring and showing its belly so it can get some pet.

Izuku: "You know what? I know it's a trap but since I don't want to outright call a quirk evil, I will give you one chance to prove to me you're not a cursed power that wants my death."

Cue two broken legs.

Well, that's it. Izuku gave that nasty quirk the benefit of the doubt. He is never using it again. And since the damn thing is trying to contaminate his other quirks, he is vaulting it forever!

The irony is not lost on First.

The day of the entrance exam arrives and Izuku does quite well with his good, non cursed quirks, thank you very much.

And as he is leaving, he sees Lemillion! He is happy to see him in good health! He waves at him!

Meanwhile, Mirio spent the last five months trying to find that awful quirk he lost. He was half convinced he had given him to the Symbol of Evil and had trouble seeing the problem because if OFA would eat AFO, where was the problem? He is wondering if he condemned a kid to death. He Is Going Through A Lot.

He wants to say so many things, ask so many questions. And the one thing he manages to blurt out is "GET HIM!"

Tamaki and Nejire immediately shoulder slam a small child. They didn't even hesitate.

That's the story of how the Mighty team found OFA again.

Izuku loves hanging out with All Might but not even him can convince him that the quirk isn't cursed.

#This got slightly longer than expected #ask game #bnha au #closed ask game #bnha spoilers #cursed quirk au

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Compliance | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

This is a reupload from my other Tumblr account!

This is the first time I’ve actually liked my writing for a long, long time. So I was super excited to post this! I based Bakugou’s villain outfit on his suit from one of the popularity polls because he just looks SO good in it.

Thanks to the lovely Kitty who beta-read this for me and helped me fix it up. 😭

Tagging @katsukikitten because she’s always so supportive of everything that I do🥺

A special thank you to @kuroos-babygirl for making the Bakugou transparent for me!💕

Warnings: 18+, dub-con(ish), villain!Bakugou, assplay, rimming, degradation, public sex.

Word Count: 6224.

The day the world lost Dynamight as a hero was the day the world changed forever. The man who was once regarded as one of history’s greatest now nothing but a failure. Your room was an undisturbed shrine for the fallen hero. His fans were quick to turn their back on him, destroying his merchandise or trying to sell it to collectors as a piece of history. Proof of the rise and fall of a great hero. But you weren’t like these other fans, you weren’t rushing to eradicate proof of his existence. He was still your number one. Your social media was full of proof of your love for the once-popular hero; posts declaring your love for him and updates on sightings. Of course, you were worried in the back of your mind that the authorities would use this to try and capture him, but Dynamight was no fool. He wouldn’t be trapped so easily and he definitely wouldn’t be captured by anyone lesser than him. There were moments when you were out in the dead of night in Kamino ward where you watched him violently battle heroes that tried to stop him, hell bent on causing destruction with no apparent goal. There were times you’d bolt towards him, trying your best to talk to him or just be in his presence, but he would always be gone before you had the chance. The evenings you weren’t spent out looking for him were spent inside thinking of him. Watching the news you’d see stories about attacks and acts of villainy, the headlines flashing things like “Red Riot saves hundreds from a burning building” or “Deku fights off another villain,” But you were always looking at the footage, scanning the background to see who they were fighting, if it was your favourite fallen hero or someone else. Most times you were left disappointed - Dynamight seemed to be showing up less frequently than he did when he had first turned his back on the city of Musutafu. You missed seeing his face in those reels, the ones where he’d glare into the camera like there were a million places he’d rather be, but you could still see the proud way his chest puffed out at the fact that he’d won the battle. That he was a Hero. How had everything changed so much?

You spent your evenings watching videos of him before he disappeared, clicking through your favourites, certain you were the reason they had so many hits. Your eyes focused on the way his muscles would contract when he’d set off a mighty blast from his palms as he flew through the air, as though he possessed the gift of flight. The way his quirk would propel him proving how powerful he was, how strong he had been. You are flooded with thoughts of how it would feel to have him touch you with those same strong hands. Thinking about how they would feel gliding along your skin, his lips against your neck as he whispered in his husky tone exactly what he was going to do to you. Your eyes clenched shut as you ran your fingers along the crotch of your panties, pressing down against your clit as you imagined it was Dynamight touching you instead. Able to paint the perfect picture of him in your mind from replaying his videos so many times and the photographs that filled your walls. All from happier times, when he was still the Number Two hero. Gasping as you reached up under the old Dynamight shirt you were wearing to palm your breast, trying to mirror how it would feel if it were the fallen hero touching you instead. “Dynamight,” you whimpered, pressing down harder against your clit as you worked yourself towards an orgasm, biting your lower lip as you felt the crotch of your panties dampen with your essence. Tugging the fabric to the side so you could glide your fingers between your folds, dipping two digits into your tight sex, feeling how tight you were and thinking about how much Dynamight would stretch you with his own fingers, or his cock. Whimpering at the thought as you continued to work yourself closer to your release. Throwing your head back against your plush pillows as you cum, you slowly work yourself down from your climax as your eyes open, the same YouTube video playing in the background. This time it was a close up of his face as the media interviewed him after he’d apprehended the villain. It was obvious he didn’t want to be there, but he dutifully answered each line thrown his way bluntly, adding in sarcastic rebuttals when he was asked obvious questions. “These villains better not forget that there’s no one else more powerful than fuckin’ Dynamight.” You remembered watching this interview live when it happened, the live feed instantly cutting out and back to the studio where the newscaster apologised profuselyfor the coarse language. But the tone of his voice had set you off at that moment, just the same way as it did today. His gruff, husky tone had the same effect on your body even years later. The thought of him speaking to you like that sent a flurry of electricity throughout your body, the feeling reaching all the way to your toes. Shutting your laptop off and leaving it on your bedside table you settled under your duvet, satiated enough to sleep now but still wistful as you were spending another night alone. Impossible to find another man that could match up to the perfect picture you’d formed of Dynamight in your mind or accept just how much of a supporter you were of him, even in his new line of work. The world may have turned their back on Dynamight since he’d become a Villain, but you were still his biggest fan. Weekends were your favourite time, not only because it meant you weren’t at work, but it meant you could go out in search of your hero. Tugging on your coat as you stepped into your boots, you made your way out into the cool evening air. Kamino seemed to be usual haunt of his, possibly as a dark ode to his own former hero. With no word of a change in his title, you assumed that even as a fallen pro Bakugou would choose to go by the name Dynamight. You walked down the dimly lit backstreets until you neared Ground Zero, eagerly looking around for any signs that your favourite hero turned villain would be here, desperate for any glimpse of him so this night wouldn’t be another spent in vain. Your hand wrapped around your cell phone in your coat pocket in case he appeared quickly, ensuring you were ready to take a photograph or video of the elusive fallen hero. Whenever you posted these updates online they were always met with disgust from the public, chastising you for wasting your time as they tried to thrust their love of other heroes upon you. “Why can’t you just support Deku. He’s almost died for us countless times and you’re wasting your time on a traitor.” “Fuck Dynamight, he’s a disgrace to the hero name. Red Riot forever.” But there were some out there who were like you and still supported him, the silent minority that followed updates to ensure he was still around, that he wasn’t captured or killed. The ones that still loved Dynamight. The chill from the brisk nighttime weather was beginning to get to you, you wrapped your coat tighter around your form as you debated making your way home, seeing no sign of movement in the quiet square. The only people who seemed to still be around were the intoxicated patrons of the various bars in the area that had just shut their doors after last orders, making their way home and paying no mind to you. You knew Dynamight had a fierce hatred of the cold, sightings of him less and less through the winter months, though you still insisted on trying. You’d be mortified if you missed him partaking in a big event again, having missed one of his mighty battles with Deku in this very area last year because you’d been certain he wouldn’t venture outside in the snow. This, however, didn’t seem as though it would be one of those nights as you loosened your grip on your cell phone, preparing to make your way back to your empty apartment. “Did no one ever tell you it’s dangerous to be out alone at night?” Your heartbeat increased as you heard a sultry voice from behind you, you’d recognize that tone anywhere. Spinning on the balls of your feet, you came face to face with your favourite hero. “What the fuck are you doing?” Dynamight watched as you seemingly fumbled for words, your mouth agape as though ready to speak but no words flowed. There he was, standing right in front of you. Closer than you’d ever seen him before, and what a sight it was. His red eyes glaring out from underneath the black mask, your eyes skimming down his new costume as you took note of the way his bulging muscles protruded from the orange shoulder pads, twice as many grenades of his sweat tied around his thick belt and the extra ammunition in the shape of an ‘X’ across his chest. “Oi,” A large gloved palm pressed against your shoulder, making your eyes dart back towards his piercing gaze, your entire body feeling flush even in the cold winter air as he’d just caught you staring at him. “N-nothing,” You managed to mumble out, trying to maintain your cool even though theDynamight was standing right in front of you. “Pretty late to be out on your own doing n-nothing.” He mocked, mimicking your scared tone as he gave you a snide smirk. You’d dreamed about this moment for the longest time, scenarios playing in your mind of how you would act and what would happen when your paths finally crossed but now it was happening you didn’t know what to do. You couldn’t think of anything else to say, you were finally after all this time in front of your favourite hero. Wishing you could profess your love to him and explain how much he meant to you, but instead, you were frozen in place. “You a reporter or summin’?” He had you cornered against a wall now, biting your bottom lip between your teeth as you shook your head. “No,” you mumbled, averting your gaze. “I’m a fa- a big fan.” You corrected yourself, still too nervous to look him in the eyes. You couldn’t believe this was finally happening, after months of admiring him from afar and fantasising about a chance meeting like this it was finally happening. Your heartbeat increased as you stood facing your idol. He looked even more amazing up close, you could make out the stubble that framed his jawline, the undercut and his messy locks as he glared down at you from under the signature black mask. “A fan? Tch. Do you even know who I am, Princess?” “Y-yes.” You looked down at his thick boots, the patent leather scuffed and worn down as you tried to steady your breathing, “Dynamight.” Dynamight, on the other hand, had caught sight of something else, his vermilion eyes squinting into slits as he took a closer look at your face, his intimidating gaze assessing your features as he took a step closer. The scent of charred smoke with a distinct undertone of burnt sugar and spice filled the air, wishing you could bottle the fragrance and add it to your collection as it invaded your senses, “I fucking know you.” He what. You almost stopped breathing at the declaration. Dynamight knew who you were. You felt a whirl of importance rumble inside you, being recognised by your favourite hero. It was like winning the lottery, a newfound excitement swelling within you and threatening to burst. Your lips involuntarily curving up into a grin as you raised your eyes to look at him. “Yeah, you’re the one running that crazy Twitter account right?” His palm rest on the brick wall beside your head now, leaning his face down to your height, “My fuckin’ stalker.” You supposed it did seem like you were a stalker, always wanting to be near him or find out the latest updates. But you were just a supportive fan, you just wanted to show that you were bigger and better than anyone else. “I’m not a stalker,” You whispered feebly, chancing a glance into his eyes, “I’m just your biggest fan.” “Yeah? Is that why you got a whole fuckin’ museum dedicated to me, Princess? I’ve seen the pictures.” You often posted your collection on social media, showing off the memorabilia you’d amassed over the years, able to find many rare first editions or single items that people no longer wanted once he’d turned to villainy, for next to nothing. The shirt you were wearing now was in fact limited to a press of under fifty. “Yes,” You nodded your head, “Do you think I could get your autograph?” You pulled a sharpie out of your coat pocket, making Dynamight throw his head back in a deep chortle at the sight, you were asking a villain for his autograph. “You want my fuckin’ autograph?” He started laughing, he’d signed his name a million times when he was a hero but he didn’t think he’d ever done it even once as a villain, “I’m a villain, sweetheart.” “I know.” You replied bashfully, still holding the sharpie out in front of you. “Okay.” He gave you a smirk, “Lift your shirt.” “What.” Your eyes widened in surprise as he grabbed the sharpie. “You heard. You wanted my autograph, let me sign your tits.” He pulled off the lid of the sharpie with his teeth, watching you expectantly. You trembled - partly from the cold, partly from anticipation - as you began to slowly drag the zipper of your coat down, exposing what you were wearing underneath to his gaze. Vermilion eyes widened in surprise as he saw his face on the exclusive shirt, remembering the exact battle they’d taken the image from. His hero name plastered across your breasts in bright, bold lettering at the top. “Shit, you really are a creepy fuckin’ fangirl,” He let his fingers stroke over the lettering against your chest as if remembering the time where he looked like this. When he was the number 2 hero and everyone wore his merch. The sight now probably almost impossible to come by. “How many times have you touched yourself in this shirt at the thought of me, hah?” You felt an uncontrollable heat rise to your face, instantly giving away your answer. Truth be told, you didn’t know. The number too high for you to try and recollect, but Dynamight seemed pleased with the response, watching your eyes widen in front of him. “That many huh? You naughty girl.” He laughed, his hand reaching towards the hem as he hoisted it up, groaning at the sight of your black lacy bra, your breasts framed perfectly against the sheer material. “Fuck, you came prepared didn’t you?” He moved a gloved hand down to squeeze your breast, “Did you plan this?” Dynamite watched as your eyes fluttered at his touch, goosebumps beginning to appear against your skin from the cold evening air. Leaning against you as he scrawled his name against the curve of your breast, writing his signature larger than necessary so it covered your chest. Once finished, he stroked his thumb against your hardening nipple, watching it poke against the material of your bra as your eyes shut in pleasure. “I could do whether the fuck I wanted to you right now and you wouldn’t even stop me, would you?” You shivered as you felt him move his hand from your breast, the material of your shirt falling back down as his palm circled your neck, easily managing to wrap around it as he squeezed gently. The surface of his glove was damp with sweat from his quirk and the smell flooded straight through you, “I could kill you and you’d still use your dying breath to thank me, wouldn’t you?” You didn’t answer, now the first time you’d actually felt fear in front of the man you’d idolised for so long. Your legs trembled as he lowered his face to yours once more, his warm breath fanning against your skin as his lips almost brushed against your own. “You don’t care, do ya?” You felt yourself shake your head without a second thought, unable to refrain from rubbing your thighs together to try and alleviate the dull throb in your core. He really was even more perfect up close. The movement didn’t go unnoticed by Dynamight as he kicked a booted foot in between your thighs, spreading them apart as he stepped between them. His body almost flush against your own now as he pressed you against the wall, the cold metal of the grenades at his waist digging into you uncomfortably as he kept his grip on your neck. “Wow, anything huh?” He smirked salaciously as his tongue slipped out from his mouth to lick your lips, “Didn’t know my stalker was a slut too.” You felt lightheaded as he tightened the grip around your neck, slowly cutting off your air supply as you tried to gauge what was happening. This felt like one of your wild fantasies at home when you were touching yourself at the thought of him, but now that you were in his presence you were scared. He watched your mouth open and gasp for air like a fish out of water, pursing his lips to spit down into the gap as he held you to him. A gargled moan left your lips as you struggled to breathe, his saliva blocking your airway as you began to choke. inally taking mercy on you, Dynamight let go of your neck, your head banging against the cool brick as you cough, chest heaving as you regained the ability to breathe. “My biggest fan, hah?” He grinned as you nodded your head in agreement. Dynamight grazed his hand down the length of your body, stopping to squeeze your breast through your shirt as it continued lower. Slipping his fingers under the hem of your oversized shirt, they brush against your thighs as he comes to rest against your crotch, pressing down through your tights and panties to feel your sex. “Aren’t you lucky you’ve got the real thing now?” You should have felt ecstatic, having the man of your dreams in front of you in this very moment, but instead, an intense fear bubbled inside you. You were in public, in the middle of Kamino with a villain that seemed to have no real care for you or what happened to you. “I-I should get home.” You mumbled, trying to get yourself out of the situation, feeling the back of his knuckle glide along your heat, “It’s late-,” “That’s not what you were saying a moment ago, Princess.” Dynamight cooed down at you, almost sincerely as he began to place kisses against your neck, his mental grenades digging into you more now your coat was no longer in the way, “And I thought you were going to show me what a big fan you are?” You whimpered when you felt his hands move down to rip your tights, the shrill sound filling the quiet alleyway as he tore his gloves off, dumping them onto the cold ground. His hands against your skin felt even better, an intense heat that had your mind clouding as you felt him move back to stroke along your panties, “Or maybe you’re not a real fan.” “I am, Dynamight.” You whined, offended at the accusation as you felt his waist jerk forward at the sound of your admission, feeling his hard cock pressing against your hip. Dynamight couldn’t resist you any longer, leaning down to capture you in a heated kiss, his tongue immediately delving between your parted lips to explore your cavity, brushing against your hot muscle as he grunted into your mouth. Teeth gnash against you in the ferocity of the kiss, his body pressed against your own firmly as he pulled on your hair. The need for air becoming evident as he broke the kiss, he pants as he presses rough kisses along your jaw. A delicate mewl leaves your lips at the sensation as you grind yourself against him. “Good lord.” He grunted, his teeth latching onto the pulse point in your neck as he began to suckle it feverishly, his fingers pressing down on your panties with more pressure, the material slipping between your folds as he moved to press a finger to your tight hole, feeling the wetness seeping from it as the material prevented him from delving deeper inside, just the tip feeling your tight walls around it. Your hands moved up to hold his shoulders, your forehead banging on the metal piece around his neck as you steadied yourself, desperately trying to grind yourself down on his finger. “Look at you, acting like such a bitch in heat and I’ve barely fuckin’ touched you.” He pulled back from your neck to look at your face, baring his teeth when he saw the blissed look on your features. He pulled the hem of your shirt up, wanting to see what lay under the fabric, and his eyes caught sight of the panties you were wearing. “You’ve got to be fuckin’ kidding me.” He laughed, thumbing the official Dynamight panties you donned, seeing little explosions all over the fabric as he slipped a finger under the crotch, tugging the fabric towards him as the material bunched between your folds, making you whimper as it brushed against your clit. He moved his hand from your cunt to your pouted lips, his thumb dragging down on the lower one as he opened your mouth, giving him the opportunity to slide his finger inside your wet heat. “Fuck.” He felt your wet muscle stroke against his finger, tasting your essence mixed with the taste of his quirk. The aroma makes you feel lightheaded as he begins to pump his finger in and out, watching you take him inside you as he slowly adds more. Up to four fingers, he watches you open your mouth wide to take him, his eyes catching the back of your throat. You heard the clang of the metal drop to the ground as he undid one of his utility belts, the grenades falling to the floor as he ripped his fingers from your mouth, replacing them with his lips as he pulled you into another impassioned kiss. He used his hands to unbuckle his other belt, this one dangling around his knees where it was connected as he unbuttoned his cargo pants. His teeth bite your tongue hard enough to draw blood making you taste metal andmaking him groan into the kiss as he tugs his underwear down to free his aching cock. The length curves up to slap your belly as his pre-stains against your shirt, his thick palm wrapping around himself to give himself a pump while threading a hand back through your messy hair, dragging you down to your knees. You could feel the cold, rough ground through your tights, and his grip on your hair was painful as he fisted his cock in front of you. The situation you were in now an obvious reality as he slapped his cock against your cheek, smearing his pre-cum against your skin. Your eyes began to water as you stared up at him, your lower lip trembling as he pressed the head of his cock against your lips, angling your head with his hand. “Please,” You mumbled, “Not here.” “Don’t worry, Princess. We can go back to your creepy stalker museum after this. You can show me everything you’ve got,” He pressed his hips forward, forcing the head of his length between your now parted lips “And how you play with that pretty little pussy at the thought of me.” His eyes rolled back as he felt your mouth vibrate around his length as you tried to give a response, your ‘no’ muffled by his cock as your tongue laps at the underside. “I don’t know why you were acting so innocent,” He growled, pressing your head down further on his girth, feeling your teeth scraping against the sensitive underside. “You keep telling me, no, but you’re doing anything I say. So fuckin’ compliant.” Your eyes roamed along his happy trail, following it towards the thick tuft of hair at the base of his cock. You’d dreamed about how he looked naked and he’d exceeded your expectations by far. He was perfect, a body crafted by the Gods, and as far bigger than you’d been expecting. A dull ache forms between your legs as you think about how he’s going to fit inside you. You allowed Dynamight to guide your head along his length however he deemed fit while you mindlessly sucked his cock. You gag when the tip hits the back of your throat, his hand wrapping around your neck to try and feel himself inside you as your nose brushed against his pubic hair. Tears prick the corners of your eyes now, a grumble at the back of your throat as you began to choke around him. “Aw, gonna cry, Princess?” He laughed as he watched the tears begin to stream down your cheeks, unable to breathe around his sheer size. You pushed the palm of your hands against his thick thighs as he finally allowed you to pull off him. Vermilion eyes watching from where he towered over you as you coughed and spluttered, a mixture of drool and cum spilling down your chin and onto your shirt. Dynamight took his cock back into his palm, languidly jerking himself as he pulled your head forward by the hair, pressing your face into his balls as he continued to stroke his cock, the length resting against your head as you tongued his sac. The sounds you were causing him to make were even hotter than you’d imagined. Feeling a fresh wetness seeping between your thighs, you moved a hand down to ease the tension, but this didn’t go unnoticed by the villain. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing.” He pulled your head back to look up at him with venom in his eyes, “Did I say you could do that?” “No.” You mewled, immediately taking your hand out of your panties, the feel of the rough ground against your knees starting to take its toll as you tried to adjust your weight to ease the pain. “Are you trying to upset me?” He gave you a look that made your heart lurch, “I thought I was your favourite-” “You are.” You whined, looking up at him with wide eyes for forgiveness, “I’m sorry, Dynamight.” “Do as you’re told.” He moved your head back to his balls, watching as you eagerly latch back onto his balls in an attempt to please him, sucking one of them into your mouth as you watched him groan in pleasure. His hand resuming his leisurely pace on his length, “Good girl.” You were shocked when he pushed down on head again, moving you past his balls to between his legs. You hesitantly slip your tongue out to stroke along his perineum. Hearing him moan in gratification told you that you’d done the right thing, pride igniting inside you as you made him feel good. It was only when he tried to push your head down again, moving you further back, that you began to panic, realising what he was suggesting you do. You’d never been near anyone’s ass before, nervous about trying something so taboo. You fought against his grip, shaking your head as you moved your hands up to press against his thighs. “Are you disobeying me?” He growled down at you, “You’re my biggest fan aren’t you?” You nodded your head frantically, so eager to please him. You feel an ache where he keeps a strong grip on the back of your head. “Then you’re gonna lick my fuckin’ ass and you’re gonna enjoy it.” He didn’t give you another moment before tugging you back between his legs. His muscular thighs squeezed your head, the position of your face making your neck ache uncomfortably as you angled yourself towards his puckered hole. Your tongue poking out from between your lips to brush against it. “Fuck. Yes.” He hissed, feeling the blunt nails of his fingers digging into your scalp as he moved a hand back to spread his cheeks, giving you better access as you began to swirl your tongue around his back entrance. “Bet you’ve never done this before, have you?” He smirked at the sight of you between his thighs, completely submissive to him, “But you’re enjoying it? Filthy slut.” You hummed in agreement, sending pleasurable vibrations through him. This was so taboo, you’d never done anything like this before, but here you were in a dark alley with Dynamight doing exactly that. “Such a fuckin’ slut. You really would do anything for me, wouldn’t you?” You nodded your head almost instinctively as you waited for your next instructions. Dynamight bent down to hook his muscular forearms underneath your arms and hoist you up, pressing you back against the brick wall. You were grateful he kept his grip on you, your knees burning from scratching against the ground for so long as you struggled to keep yourself upright. As if sensing this, he was quick to lift you, your legs wrapping around his waist as he held you as though you weighed nothing. An example of his sheer strength, there was a reason why he had yet to be captured. A hero turned villain was surely a force to be reckoned with. His hand came down to grab his cock, stroking it between your slick folds as he searched for your entrance; there was no kindness in his movements as he forced himself into your tight cunt. “Fuck,” He growled, feeling your tight walls begin to construct around him, “Good fuckin’ girl.” You felt a burn between your legs as he pushed his way inside you, his size stretching you almost uncomfortably as you struggled to adjust to him. The feeling of having the love of your life inside you sent a flurry of euphoria through you which helped numb the pain. “You should be fucking honoured that I let you fuck my cock,” he growled, a ripping sound filling the air as his hands tore at your tights even more. The hole doubled in size as he moved to cup your ass as he began to piston himself in and out of you. “Dynamight.” You cried out his name in pleasure, your head banging against the brick as you threw it back, but you didn’t care at this moment. His thick cock dragging against your inner walls perfectly, the thick veins forking along his length catching onto the sensitive spots inside your cunt with each roll of his hips. It was all you could do to hold onto his shoulders as he bounced you on his cock. Already feeling the first warning tremors of your orgasm. “Gonna cum already, Princess?” He grinned in pride as he watched your mouth curve into an ‘o,, feeling your toes curl as your orgasm hit you full force, screaming out his hero name as you came. “Fuck, that’s it.” He grunted as he felt you convulse around him, continuing his relentless pace as you rode out your climax, already feeling a second swiftly approaching thanks to his frantic movements. “Do you realise how fuckin’ good you look right now?” Dynamight growled, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the otherwise silent alleyway,our skin illuminated by the streetlight on the corner as he continued his rough pace. “How fucking hot you look with my cock inside that pretty little pussy.” Your clit dragged against his pubic hair with each thrust, adding to your stimulation as your nails clawed as his shoulders, the cold metal around his neck pressing against your skin as you followed his movements. Unable to do much in this position as he lifted a hand to land a harsh spank against your ass, laughing as he felt your cunt clench around him in response. “You cumming again already?” He grinned, giving your ass another spank as you moaned in pleasure. “How many times have you touched yourself at the thought of me doing this to you?” He growled, already knowing the answer. “A lot.” You whined, your insides beginning to tremble as the coil inside you tightened. “Did it feel as good as me?” “No.” You cried, clenching around his thick cock. He was so deep inside you now, using the grip on your ass to pull you almost fully off his cock before dropping you back down on him with the help of gravity. The material of your panties dragged against his length with each thrust, adding to his stimulation. “Nothing feels as good as me, does it, Princess?” “No.” His husky voice was enough to let that wave crash through you, your body shuddering as you felt your impending release. “Fuckin’ say it.” The feral tone was all it took. “No one’s as good as you, Dynamight.” You squealed, your body contorting as the coil finally snapped, another orgasm flooding your senses. You continued to mumble out praises for your favourite hero as he continued rocking himself into your tight cunt. “Who do you belong to?” “You, Dynamight. You-” You were so loud if anyone was nearby they’d surely hear you. “Gonna tweet about this too you fuckin’ stalker?” He spanked you again, feeling your inner walls continue to flutter around him as he worked himself towards his own release, “Tweet about how dynamite wrecked this fuckin’ cunt?” You were already spent, but he was determined to rip another orgasm from your tired body. His fingers slipped between your bodies to rub messy circles against your puffy clit. You scrunched your face at the sensation, trying to stop him from touching your overstimulated bud by grabbing his wrist. “Get the fuck off.” He snarled, continuing to stroke furious circles against it, an unusual feeling starting to brew inside you as you felt the urge to pee throbbing in your core. “Please, Dynamight. Stop, I can’t-” You were shaking now in a futile attempt to stop yourself from letting go, terrified of urinating all over your favourite hero turned villain. “Fucking do it. Cum.” He growled, the force of your next climax was unlike any other. The unusual sensation inside you subsiding as you finally let go, a clear liquid spilling from your body as you screamed his name, soaking his crotch and cargo pants. “Fuck yes, you dirty bitch.” He howled as he watched the clear liquid stream out of you, keeping his thumb on your clit as he rubbed it side to side as he helped you ride out your release, making more streams flow from your folds, “Squirt all over my fuckin’ cock.” “Gonna fill this pretty little pussy with my cum.” He growled, his cock throbbing inside of you as he neared his own release. “No, not inside please-” But your plea fell on deaf ears as he emptied himself inside you with a grunt, hot white ropes of cum coating your inner walls as his hips began to stutter, his forehead falling onto your shoulder as he pumped you full of his release. Setting you back down on your feet, he laughed as you immediately dropped to the ground, your legs quivering as you tried to steady your breathing. His boot moved out to kick your legs apart so he could see his cum leaking out of your stretched cunt. Tucking his softening cock back inside his cargo pants, he buckled his belt before picking up the grenades from the ground as he fastened them to his waist. Your eyes watched his every move as you stayed in position, not caring that you were laid on the filthy ground. Not that you could have done anything even if you did, you were far too spent to do anything. “Are you just gonna leave me here?” Your lower lip trembled as fresh tears began to fall. Unsure of how you felt in this moment. “Aw, baby.” He crouched down on his knees, his thumb stroking your cheek gently as the pad of his thumb wiped at the tears that pooled down your cheek. A stark contrast to his previous actions, “Of course I’m not just gonna leave you here.” “You’re going to give me the grand tour of your creepy fucking Dynamight museum.” He said with a laugh.

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Era of the Dragon King

Summary: When the top 11 heroes are called to a mission against the League of Villains and you have to face the man you love again; only to be hit with one of the league man’s quirk to another dimension. Not only you but little did you know everyone on your team was hit. None of you remember who you are but your quirks are with you all, only to be a bit modified into a new era. Will you all leave this time warp or stay stuck in this fake dimension and be sleeping forever?

Chapter One: Modern Era Mission Accepted.

Author note: I know this chapter is a little long but it kind a lets me explain your back story and Bakugo’s back story on how you guys met and sets the timing for Dragon king Bakugo. I promise thought next chapter will be fantasy Au coming up! Please just bare with me on thus chapter. Love your guys support and you! –Love xBriMadelinex

The clicking of my heels follows my steps as I’m looking down at my iphone messages coming through on the screen. I roll my eyes and open the message that has my best friend’s contact name on it. It read ‘Mina My Alien’ and she texted me “Aye, where you at? Bakugo wants us to join in a mission with him and Midoriya it’s so exciting!” I stop in my tracks and stare at the message, more like stare at the name that is all too familiar, the name Bakugo; The name Bakugo meaning as in my Ex-boyfriend. I sigh and put my phone away in my pocket and walk to all of my friend’s hero company called ‘Mighty Hero’s’

As I walk down the sidewalk of the city, I am remembering the time of Bakugo and I.

“Come on idiot!” Katsuki is using his quirk to catch up to the villain. I am falling behind because of the last battle that Katsuki didn’t know about. My ribs are bruised and broken. I am internally bleeding from one of my ribs puncturing a lung. My quirk being of webs of purple fire, almost like a spider. I have fangs like a bat. My ears are a bit pointy so my hearing is enhanced. My hair is long, jet black like a black widow, a strip of bright purple. My suit is skin tight and as black as the night sky with no moon. The chest of my suit is open in a diamond shape but and it wraps around my shoulders, leaving my back open as well.

Katsuki looking behind him to see me clutching my side but scoffs and turns back to the villain. I finally got caught up with Katsuki and Deku. Since my lung is punctured I cannot spit venom, I bare my fangs and before Katsuki got to the villain I got to him first. I jumped on him and tie my web around his throat and tie his hands and arms together. His legs wrapped around the pole behind him. He screams of pain from my purple flames.

“Please! Please! I was hired by the League to take the hero ‘Thorn web’!” he screams out my hero name and before I could question him more he was suddenly cut loose. As soon as he was cut loose, I was kicked across the street and landed on the side that wasn’t hurt; now that I landed on a brick building it hurt like hell.

“(Y/N)!” the man that I loved with his angry expressions all the time, called out to me. His voice was angry but a hint of fear and worry rose in his voice.

That night I remember waking up in a hospital bed. My eyes flutter open and my head moving to one side to other and my face furrows together as I clutch my side. I cry out in pain. A large hand runs their fingers through my hair and soft kisses on my forehead. I slow down my breathing and calm down as I focus on the person in front of me.

“Why the hell didn’t you tell me you were hurt!” crimson eyes are glossed over and anger fuming out of his expression. I just look up at him with a saddened look. “We had a job to do and you jumped in the get yourself killed! I cannot be with someone who is so carelessly stupid!” tears now fall from his angry face. My tears started flowing knowing what is coming next. “I love the fuck out of you (y/n) but I will not let an extra get them killed in front of me. I will not allow you to die for others either! You will stay alive but I cannot take care of you and be the number 2 hero! This is over for you and I and you will stay alive (y/n)!” he leans down and kisses all my tears and aggressively but gently kisses my lips as if this was the last good bye.

The last memory I have of that day is him walking out of the hospital room and he never once looked back at me. The fight I had been in before the last one we had together was an hour before the last fight. A villain had the quirk of poison and he had hostages. He held women and children, eight children at that and when I finally had the chance I had an opening and when I grabbed all the children and mothers with my non fire web, the villain punctured me with his poisoned rope and hit me so hard he broke my ribs and it punctured my lung. My web was spun around him as I set the purple flame and it ignited the entire web around the villain burning him into a coma. My flame doesn’t kill it just burns the muscle and paralyzes the victim. Katsuki was told by one of the officers who took the villain in, what had happened and that I sacrificed myself for the children and mothers. I had jumped in the save them and jeopardized my life, little did I know that Katsuki couldn’t take my bravery and ended our future together for his pride and career. He didn’t want to take care of me as his loved one, didn’t want to have to worry about someone who he loved. I took a break from being hero number 3 and away from Katsuki. That was over a year ago but now that Mina told him I was done doing side work as a hero that there is a huge mission and they need the top 10 hero’s at work. The top 11 are: Deku, Katsuki, Me, Todoroki, Kirishima, Ochoco, Mina, Denki, Sero, Asui, and Momo.

Walking to the hero company’s door, I see Katsuki walk up as soon as I go and open the door, he grabbed the door for me first and held it open for me. I look at him and my heart stutters for a moment. I look away and nod my head as in a thank you. Walking into the building I can feel Katsuki’s strong presence behind me. Before I can look behind me he felt him whisper in my ear. “It’s been a while sexy.” I roll my eyes. He wants to flirt with me now after a year of leaving me alone in the hospital room. I scoff at him and look at him stopping in the middle of the lobby.

“No, No, No you do not get to hold the door open for me, come up behind me and kiss up to me and flirt with me at the same time after seeing me a year after you broke up with me. You don’t get to waltz in my life again thinking I still love you.” I poke my pointer finger against his rock hard chest muscles and look at him with a scowl. He eyes amused, his lips turned up in a smirk as if he was enjoying me being angry at him.

“Hmph, there she is. There is my angry spider.” He says as he grabs my wrist and leans in closer to my face. My face softens and turns beat red. I am expecting him to kiss me but he just chuckles and walks away. “That shows me, you DO still love me.” And he left the first floor to the meeting of all the other heroes. I groan and make it to the meeting as well.

AN: Sorry perspective changes from I to You.

During the meeting we plan a time and place to start the war against the league of villains by that time Katsuki hasn’t left you alone during the beginning of the entire meeting to the time where your new adventure starts. Katsuki teasing you and enjoying it like the time before the meeting starts. You finally had enough and yelled at him. “Leave me alone Katsuki! If you don’t love me anymore than leave me be so I can move on with my life, because I fucking love you!” his shocked expression stares at me as we finally make it to the time and place of the villains. He gets serious and starts working as the hero he was born to be.

As he was beating all the villains you smiled because you and Katsuki are working together as one like his trust is with you again. Like is love for you have never left his body, at this moment just because he hasn’t said he loves you still don’t mean that you don’t know it. He is showing you that he still loves you. All that teasing was leading this moment of him expressing his love for you and his career. He is showing you he knows you’re a great hero. They don’t place you as the number 3 hero for nothing.

It took an hour and half to finally reach the main league of villains hide out and before you could grab at all the villains that were inside with your quirk before Bakugo could even blast the door open, one last villain with a quirk unheard of that All for one specialized into his own; everyone was blasted into a brick wall. Those who were injured were, you, Katsuki, Mina, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Deku and Ochaco.

Medics arrived right before, you eight were unconscious and they have taken you back to the company’s hospital. Where all eight of you are snoozing up a storm and seem to be sleeping. No one knowing what kind of quirk hit you, and not knowing how long you all will be out. No news will be out to public to have them worry that the top 8 heroes are all knocked out and will not be able to attend to any hero work.

AN: Thank you so much for reading and if you enjoyed and want more please message or leave a comment for me please! I have more writing to do and get more chapters for y’all! I may even start another dragon king Bakugo series; make two different ones at a time. Also if you like Kpop please go check out my other fan fictions! Thank you! See you real soon!

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