#and yeah bakugou's family is obviously well off

[morallygreyyn]

when the mha boys want cuddles (hc)

warnings: wee bit of swearing

characters: bakugou, todoroki, shinsou, dabi

authors note: i’m having a bit too much fun with these lmao. did i write shinsou while listening to classic eboy music? you bet your ass i did

requests are open!

ya good luck getting this boy to ever admit that he needs a hug

not gonna happen

you’d have better chance of lying in the middle of a busy highway and not be hit by a car

but no matter how prideful he is, bakugou is human and he has needs just like the rest of us

so when everything gets a bit too much, he gets a bit more aggressive than usual

that’s your sign that he needs some attention of the affectionate kind

so like the great partner you are, you approach him in between classes

“come to my room after school.” you whispered to him

he scoffed “as if i’m gonna do that. get out of my face.”

you definitely need thick skin if you’re in a relationship with this angry blonde

you grinned, knowing fully well that he was going to show up despite what he said

after school, you rushed back to the 1-A dorm to get things ready

lo and behold, at the time you said, there was a knock on your door

you pulled the door open and there bakugou was, not looking you in the eyes

“you asked for this.” he grumbled, pushing past you into your room

it’s best if you go along with things like this

“yeah, sure.”

bakugou collapsed onto your bed face down with a grunt

chuckling, you sat next to him and rubbed soothing circles into his back

“get off.” empty words so you kept doing what you were doing, feeling his muscles unwind beneath your fingertips

slowly, you lowered yourself down next to him, mimicking his position

it came as no surprise when he lifted his arm, inviting you to join him

you quickly dove in before he could retract the offer

“you want this, not me.” came his muffled voice as his arm tightened around you, very obviously being the one who needed this

“if that helps you sleep at night.”

i bet this boy hasn’t had a hug or any loving touch since he was like four

only really realising how much he likes affection after he starts dating you

very, and i cannot stress this enough, touch starved

he kinda gets addicted but is very awkward about it

so he knows he wants a hug but he would never know how to ask for one

so he just sits quietly, stares at you and hopes you get the message

you don’t

so he has to resort to plan b

which is just like plan a but this time he stares harder

you notice and whisper “are you ok? you look constipated.”

“oh.”

takes you a while to figure out what todoroki wants as he never changes his tactics of silently asking you for affection

you get better at noticing the signals after a brief period of time seeing as the signs never change

seriously this boy doesn’t know any other way of dropping hints

so by the time you finally do get the message, it’s evening

feeling bad that you had left him waiting all day, you quickly bring him to your room

the second the door closes you’ve pulled him into the tightest hug you can manage, profusely apologising

“it’s not your fault.” he quickly reassures you

you knew he would never lie to you so you felt quite a bit better

“still, you had to wait all day.”

“it was worth it.”

cue your heart melting

PLEASE GIVE HIM A HUG, PLEASE OML

okay so we know that shinsou wasn’t that popular in middle school because of his quirk 

so i’m not sure if he’s ever received any hugs outside of his family

so when he finally has someone that gives him love??? and affection??? and isn’t scared of him??????

he can never get enough

you can always be found holding hands, or bumping shoulders

just any kind of positive physical attention has shinsou over the moon

not that he’d ever show it on his face aside from a small smile

but you always knew how much it meant to him

you knew he always appreciated it more whenever people picked on him because of his quirk

and that’s exactly what happened

one day you could hear people passing rumours about you two at school, saying that you were only with him because he had brainwashed you

lemme tell you, you were QUICK to shut those rumours down

but it was too late because shinsou had heard them well before you did and had already started to withdraw, not wanting to drag you into his mess

you were having none of it

he tried to hide from you for the rest of the day, but he couldn’t hide in class

so just before the teacher walked in, you strode up to his desk and demanded that he came to your room after school had ended

you walked away before he could respond, not giving him a choice on the matter

by the time shinsou sheepishly stood in front of your door, you had a whole speech prepared

however all of it left your mind when he dove into your arms

“sorry, i really need this.” was all he said as his head hit your shoulder

you guided him to your bed and you both collapsed onto it, arms never leaving each other

“it’s not true you know.” you muttered, not wanting to break the calm silence

“i know.” he responded from his place on your chest, enjoying the feeling of having your hands in his hair

enjoying the feeling of being loved no matter what anyone else thought

oh boy where do i even start

out of all of these boys i think dabi is the most touch starved

has he even had any positive interaction with being touched? don’t think so

so the concept of a hug is unfamiliar territory to him

of course he knows what one is, he just doesn’t see the appeal of it

he just think its something cringe couples do to show off

so when he met you and you tried to hug him he swatted you away

“what the fuck are you doing?”

“i want a hug.”

“why?”

“because they’re nice and comforting?”

“what are you seven?

“adults need hugs dabi.”

“tch, you’re delusional.”

cut to the first time you successfully managed to hug him

he was quiet because he quickly realised that he was wrong

he would NEVER admit that

you were very smug because you knew regardless

dabi began to crave hugs

he hated himself for it

but he couldn’t help wanting a soft touch every now and then

so when he was very stressed or in his feels emo edgelord mode activated he would seek you out

you could be doing anything and he would come up behind you, wrap his arms around your waist and bury his face in your neck

“shut up.” he muttered, daring you to say anything along the lines of ‘i told you so’

you reached up to stroke his hair, smiling softly

seems like even villains need a hug too sometimes

#mha #my hero academia #my hero #bnha #boku no hero #bakugo katuski #bakugou headcanons #mha bakugo x reader #mha bakugou #bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha bakugo x reader #todoroki x reader #bnha shoto todoroki #mha todoroki #bnha todoroki #todoroki headcanons #todoroki fluff #bakugou fluff #mha shinsou #bnha shinso hitoshi #hitoshi shinso x reader #shinsou headcanons #shinsou x reader #dabi #dabi headcanons #dabi x reader #mha dabi #bnha dabi

[weebsinstash]

soooo what you're saying is yandere emperor & love sick concubine x empress au with bakugou as the emperor and izuku as his favourite concubine yeah??

oof those two would be an awful (read: amazing) duo for poor reader empress to go up against

Not going to lie I actually always meant to write more for Izuku??? I've actually had a decent amount of ideas for him because like, he already has habits that you can tweak ever so slightly and boom he's a lil yandere simp, drooling over you as he watches you from a distance and doodling into his lil notebook. He gives "hello mommy I love you so much and would die for you let's get married ❤️" energy but he's also feral enough that like. Could easily imagine him as one of those sweet tiny dudes who has a third leg and Fucks Severely. Like to be honest I'm a bottom as fuck and have always likes taller partners but certain personality types just deliver what is needed lmao. Like I've kinda unlocked a thing for having something smaller than you partner wise especially like that holds you down extremely easily, like the helplessness of it? Idk like in hentai where chicks get surrounded by like little tiny extremely strong but hugely dicked goblins, like not always that small obviously but you kind get the gist. Imagine an adult Izuku being shorter than you and younger than you and you think he's so passive and sweet or you think he's an annoying little boy and try to brush him off, and suddenly he's got you up against a wall hugging you so tight you can't shove him off and you're met with like the horror you can't overpower him by ANY means. And the whole time he's just like OuO sweet and smiling and just this secretly heinous little sex fiend who can easily fold you like a pretzel

But I will admit those two would work fairly well for this formula 😳 hm. The gears are turning. I dunno... hmm.....

Let's look at it from this angle. Bakugou is probably one of those Emperors that either killed all his brothers and took the throne by force, was his father's only child and usurped him, or maybe was a nobleman or high ranking soldier who became Emperor by wiping out the royal family. Just typical domination by overwhelming force kind of guy. Known as a somewhat of a savage albeit with amazing tactics skill and talented in warfare and combat. And then Midoriya is. Hm. Maybe a childhood friend or whatever but tbh I'm just kind of imagining him as this lil hippy thang that dresses in white and soft colors, I wouldn't say femboy per say but, maybe a little lmao. Katsuki sitting at his desk stamping documents and then here's Izuku bringing him tea and snack cakes and Bakugo is still like, a little rough, but nicer to him then he is to you lmao

But I just cannot imagine the like absolutely infuriating scenario of 1. Being stuck with Bakugo against your will in a political marriage 2. Having to perform duties you may not even be remotely interested in, for example tradtionally the Empress manages the other harem women who are often high ranking nobility but she's also not allowed to get involved in politics, so like, you influence but not much actual power of your own 3. He's not even a nice fucking person, like in this scenario you literally struggle to think of his good qualities that don't inevitably circle back to him being a brute 4. You're expected to have children with him and 5. On top of having to share him with other women, one of his concubines is a man who is essentially tries to guilt trip and pressure you into loving Bakugo

I remember in "I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband", which is kind of an infuriating read and idk if I would recommend it, the cruel tyrant Emperor doesn't respect his Empress because she's too nice and I imagine Bakugo, depending on what mood you're going for, would either be a condescending 'oh you're so weak and delicate, what use is there for you, worthless crybaby' OR 'you're so delicate therefore you must be kept like a precious caged animal where no harm can come to you like a beautiful rose encased in glass so it cannot wilt'

Bakugo would definitely be one of those characters who you constantly have massive 'misunderstandings' with, 'misunderstandings' translating to 'this guy is constantly a massive fucking asshole who doesn't properly communicate for shit' and Izuku is always trying to tell you how he "really" feels but since its never Katsuki himself you could care less. Like for example, an idea I can imagine for him is something like, Reader has a precious garden she takes care of day and night, while gardening you get bitten by a viper that was hiding in the brush, you get extremely ill, the next time you wake up and have recovered your entire garden is gone because he tore everything out and you're devastated because it feels like you've been punished for falling sick when his intention was to completely overturn your garden in case there were more vipers (which, to his credit there were, but you don't even care because you actively encouraged animals to take homes in your garden and now it's all ruined)

#yandere stuff #sinprompts #got another ask for this im about to do now

[aranarumei]

todobaku You know I had to do this also

ask me about a ship and I’ll give my opinions + classify them as does / doesn’t make sense, does / doesn’t compel me

yeah todobaku… I can do todobaku! picking these asks off as I please lol. I think this is the shortest one to answer so under the cut:

this is going to sound like a lie the moment you look at my ao3 stats, but back in 2015, my first bnha ship involving bakugou was actually todobaku. at the time, I really enjoyed kirishima & bakugou in a platonic sense but hadn’t felt any real sense of like. emotional tension that I tend to like for my romances. then post-bakugou getting kidnapped it’s kirishima who’s like. we’ve got to get him back! and I began to get invested in kiribaku that way. but todobaku. man. obviously this is a does make sense, does compel me situation.

It’s just good! the sports festival arc especially, the way bakugou overhears todoroki talking about his family situation, and then kind of mirrors midoriya in terms of telling him like. forget that background and just face me head on! I think the sports festival I the moment we really get to see bakugou as a sort of… honorable person? maybe not honorable necessarily… but it’s an extension of his pride, that he wants to fight on equal terms. obviously as someone who loves rivalry, I love that kind of thing. and then when that doesn’t pan out for him, he has to get chained to the podium in order to accept the medal. that’s a situation one can really dig their claws into, regarding bakugou and todoroki’s relationship… outside of that, I think todoroki’s generally quite calm when talking to bakugou, which is neat… I just like how they play off each other? like I feel todoroki’s view of him is, compared to some of the other members in his class, quite levelheaded.

I think it’s also really fun when taking into account their family backgrounds… obviously mileage may vary on this, but at the very least I think bakugou’s relationship with his family is a little complicated. whether you lean positively or negatively on that is up to you. but it’s complicated in a really different way from todoroki, which I think is really fun. And I think they’re kind of similar types of characters actually, in that they’re both really… internal? like todoroki’s kind of quiet and muted and having a lot of inner dialogue, and bakugous’ really loud and shouty, sure, but he’s not really shouting out his inner feelings. and bakugou can be quiet and serious. he goes to bed so early and everything, he’s a total nerd.

what else… I like that they don’t have baggage with each other. well the sports festival probably creates a little baggage for them. but its not like… how do I say this… it’s not like it’s a fundamental incompatibility that’s the reason for their distance from each other. it’s just situations. the way I see todobaku is that feeling of like. two people who are a little too observant of the other, and when they too converse it’s charged with this strangeness of like. I wonder if I’m thinking about this more than the other person is.

#ask #ask game #sunluvclub #kiri.txt #in this essay i will

[kiribakuhappiness]

I’m just finding out how much of a rich boy Kirishima is?? Ever since I first joined the BNHA fandom, everyone has been telling me that Bakugou is the rich boy but... not only does Kirishima just nonchalantly spend 20,000~something yen on a new punching bag set in the fifth light novel, he also went to a private middle school???

Like, look at the middle school Bakugou went to:

(Aldera Junior High - where the walls are kind of dirty and stained, the barriers around the building are low, looking like some kind of repurposed parking garage)

Compared to the PRIVATE middle school Kirishima went to:

(Musutafu Private Middle School - looking like a whole ass government funded museum of high class shit and manners. Like this looks like a university??)

Bro, Kirishima is right up there with Todoroki and that fucks with my head a little bit.

#rich boy kirishima #so my kiribaku headcanon stands the canon test #kirishima spends an ungodly amount of money buying bakugou gifts #and bakugou always throws a fit #STOP BUYING ME SHIT I DON'T NEED #and Kirishima just keeps doing it because he is in love and his love language is MONEY #which also shows just how pivotal it was that bakugou paid kirishima back for the goggles #like yeah kirishima spent most if not all of the money he had in his bank account on them #he could afford it #but bakugou still worked his ass off to save up money and pay him back #the boy from the rinky dink middle school #and yeah bakugou's family is obviously well off #we've seen this just from their house #but still #wow look at her ramble #rip my tags #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #bnha

[hanji-is-life]

I have a new baby in the family and Baku is my go to person for my maladaptive daydreams so—

Just thinking about Domestic Dilf Bakugou again. How he learns that Sunday’s, after knocking you up and wifing you, are meant for cleaning and family time.

He wakes up to you and your newborn beside him. The baby is latched onto your nipple, the sun barely peaking over the horizon, as you look half sleep while feeding your baby boy. Your eyes are soft as you use your free hand to brush away blond curls that tickle his red eyes. The baby blinks back up at you sleepily, suckling softly and trying his best to coo around the nipple in his mouth.

It makes you smile. Makes you think back on how lucky you truly are.

You jerk slightly at the stir beside you, when a large hand brushes the rest of your sons hair back from his face. Your son seems unbothered though, just blinks his sleepy little eyes, slows on his suckling as he leans into his dads touch.

“Morning, my love.” You whisper, eyes still burning with sleep. The clock reads 6:34, and you realize that it would’ve been time to start getting up soon anyway. Your husband just grunts, continues to brush his fingertips through his newest baby’s hair, who’s slowly starting to fall asleep.

“Mornin’. Gonna wake the brats up soon, get their asses to cleanin’.”

It makes you snort softly. You never really forced the kids to clean much, since they were so small still. Their chores mostly consisted of cleaning their rooms and bugging you on helping out more. They were such sweethearts. Bakugou and his tiny bite mark scars can argue otherwise.

“Whaddya want for breakfast today?” You ask, voice low and starting to drag. It seems like the more your son drifts off, as do you. Bakugou notices from where he still rests in bed, eyes soft as he watches the two of you start to doze off. He stills his combing through his sons hair, his own red eyes staring up at you with barely concealed love.

“I should be asking you that, mama. I got breakfast and the kids if they wake up before you.”

His voice is low, removing his hand from your son to stroke up and down your exposed and chilly shoulder. His warm palm soothes the chill, makes you shiver as you start to sink lower and loosen the grip on your son slightly.

“Ya sure?” Your voice is groggy. You know you shouldn’t even be arguing with how tired you are, but you still want to sound considerate. Bakugou chuckles, sits up finally to detach your son from your nipple and lifts him up onto his broad shoulder.

“Yeah, m’sure. Can’t have you burning the house down and dropping my son cause you’re still sleep.”

You laugh softly, eyes barely staying open as you watch Bakugou kiss your sons cheek gently, rub and pat his back with a soft palm to burp him. You never thought you’d be able to see such strong hands that can cause so much destruction be so delicate with something so small. It’s the perfect imagery.

Deciding against arguing further, you nod and slip under the covers. You fall asleep to the rhythmic thumping of Bakugou’s hand and his quiet cooing to your son about what he’s gonna fix for breakfast.

...

“That’s not how you fold a shirt, damnit.”

“I know how to fold a shirt, Katsuki.”

Well into the day now, the kids are somewhere playing around the house since they finished cleaning. That leaves you, Bakugou, and the baby in you guys’ room folding clothes. He’s been standing there holding your son football style, as he surveys every little thing you do.

He’s annoying.

“Obviously not, if it still has that lump in it.”

“You have a lump everywhere.” You shoot back just as quick, unable to bite back the smile that plays on your lip. Bakugou scowls, shooting you a glare before he huffs and attempts to fold clothes with one hand. He’s doing more lumps and bumps in the clothes, than anything. You let him, knowing that the old man wouldn’t budge if you tell him he’s doing it wrong.

Asshole

...

“Do we have to listen to Take Me To The King every Sunday, mom?”

“We sure do. If you don’t, then the whole house will still be dirty. Tamela knows how to you going!”

“Can we please listen to CocoMelon?”

“Will CocoMelon get this house cleaned? Didn’t think so.”

...

“Tummy time, baby!” You singsong to your 2 month old as you retreat back to your bed after the family finally finished cleaning the house. Bakugou walks in at that moment after his shower, towel slung low around his hips.

He’s quiet as he gets dressed in sweats and a tank, frowning every time your son gets frustrated and lets out a tiny wail.

“He doesn’t like tummy time.”

You hear him grunt from the other side of the room as he surveys your sons fussy form on the bed. He’s trying to lift his head and kick, but he keeps getting upset, knowing he would much rather be on his back or in your arms.

“He still has to have tummy time, Katsu.”

Bakugou frowned even deeper, watching your son for another moment before quickly striding over to the bed. You already know the routine and roll your eyes when he scoops your son up to cradle him in his arms. He kisses his nose and cheeks as he murmurs over to you,

“We can try it again later.”

There is no later. There’s never a later when it comes to his son crying about tummy time.

...

“God, you stink. Does your moms milk really make a baby’s ass smell like that?”

You can’t help but snort at his comment as he changes the baby’s diaper. He always takes this time to talk to him the most, as does your baby. He’s kicking and cooing, gurgling and laughing whenever Bakugou rubs a large finger over his tummy to tickle it. You watch the smile spread on his cheeks, watch how his crows feet crinkle around his eyes, when the baby wraps a tiny hand around the finger.

You watch from the doorway of the bathroom, toothbrush still hanging from your mouth as you gather your supplies for a bath. You pause though, when Bakugou secures the diaper in place and pauses before slipping the onesie back on. He leans over the baby, uncaring of the small hands gripping and releasing his hair to pepper small kisses to the little feets.

The sight basically melts your heart, and you have to rush into the bathroom to release the tears that were building up in your eyes. Fuck, that was too adorable.

...

The night usually ends in lazy sex. One of your legs over his hip as he pulls you in with a grip on your ass to grind against him. It’s slow, sensual, more of a roll of his hips than actual thrusting.

Your kissing is slow and passionate, tongues sliding against each other’s as you both moan into the others mouth. He’ll slip a hand in between, lazily roll your clit as you clamp down around him.

It never lasts too long, both of you too tired to really put in the effort to not cum so fast. It’s perfect every time though; how he whispers praises and thanks and smothers you in more kisses and nips.

You cry every time you orgasm. Just a build up of emotions that you can’t control, that you always blame post partum on. He’ll coo softly, rubs at your chub that still lingers, dig his fingers into your stretch marks and thighs and whisper about how he wouldn’t change a thing about you. About how you met. Anything.

He always ends the night with tucking you in beside him, kissing your lips softly, murmuring about how much he loves you.

The domestic bliss on Sunday’s warm you heart every week.

#okay now I’m crying #this scenario literally plays on loop in my head every night #every hour of the day #this is the reason why I can’t pay attention in my classes #this scenario here #god I can’t get it together #my hcs #domestic dilf bakugou #mha smut #mha headcanons #mha imagines #bakugou x reader #bakugou x black reader #bakugou imagine #bakugou smut #bakugou fluff

[shotorozu]

how they talk about you

— ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦ 4k followers milestone

character(s) : multiple characters (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name] gender neutral, quirk’s not specific

headcanon type : lots of fluff (x reader)

note(s) : again, thank you all for 4k‼️ as an additional thank you, i decided to write this 😼 i wrote two versions so,, if you’re seeing this i posted this one instead. this is the first part of my 4k celebration! also, i tried to add more characters but if i did, i would’ve cried myself to sleep in the editing process💀

bakugou katsuki

“Y/N?— oh, you meant the dweeb. they’re fine, of course they’d fuckin’ be. now stop pressing on that shit.”

“tch, i don’t know where they are.. that idiot told me they’d be here in 5 minutes.. it’s getting agitating now. them? annoying? who the fuck do you think you are— who said you could agree with me?”

↛ he prefers not talking about you, and it’s not because he’s keeping you a secret, but once katsuki starts talking— he’s sure people won’t stop asking him, and the last thing the explosive quirk user wants is for people to meddle in business that’s not theirs. also only talks about you in full sentences to kirishima (from here and there) when he needs a little advice. nonetheless, he talks about you like you annoy him so much, just by remembering something you did a few moments ago. but expect him to be throwing hands if people actually find you annoying. they don’t have permission to genuinely agree with him, not on his watch. he scoffs before speaking about you, but gosh— he wishes his voice didn’t betray him whenever he spoke about you. though his voice still contains it’s usual roughness, anyone can tell that something’s quite different. his features (and i mean eyes) relax ever so slightly, and he has to dig his nails into his palms to prevent him from showing off that barely there, and soft, soft smile in front of other people. it’s all because of the thought of you, and you ought to be grateful that he even spoke the bare minimum.

todoroki shouto

↛ on the outside, shouto doesn’t talk to you overly— like.. he won’t randomly mention something you did, if the topic wasn’t already about s/os or just you overall. but literally, once his siblings, mother, or just anyone that’s a friend asks about you, he won’t shut up about your qualities, speaking about you so in such a fond manner. he obviously won’t suddenly covert into a chatterbox like kaminari, but he speaks a lot more than what’s ‘usual’. people even notice that the corners of his lips have been lifted slightly. so yeah, the change is there. shouto prefers keeping the close details of your relationship disclosed, with that being said— he doesn’t need to speak a lot to be saying a lot, you get what i mean? so little words, have so much meaning when it’s shouto that’s speaking. despite the fact that he’s not a chatterbox, his immediate family remembered who you are, because well.. when shouto speaks, they remember all of the details— they haven’t seen him talk so much in forever. like the time he called you pretty (and quite normally, like he was reading a grocery’s list) in front of his siblings during dinner, and natsuo was contemplating if someone replaced their shouto with a doppelgänger. it still amazed them regardless. shouto’s always kept to himself, and he’s usually the listener in conversations, but when it comes to you— he doesn’t mind speaking a few sentences of the purest adoration.

“Y/N told me they enjoyed the recipe for yesterday’s lunch. oh, i’ll tell them you said thanks. next time, can we make [your 2nd favorite food]? i believe that’d be a nice surprise for them.”

“i really like looking at them, i’m not exactly sure why but.. they’re nice to look at, really nice, actually. oh, you think i find them pretty? well.. if you put it that way, i suppose i do.”

midoriya izuku

↛ when he talks about you, izuku briefly closes his eyes first, and smiles softly at himself— just by thinking about you. at this point, people aren’t sure if he’s a hero fanatic, or if he’s your fanboy (there are no wrong answers here) and good grief, once he starts, this man won’t stop talking. talks about you so often, that his mom knows A LOT about you, despite not even seeing you in person, and she automatically takes a liking to you, because he’s said the kindest things. it’s cute that his expression brightens up, just at the mention of your name— and the way he beams whenever he remembers important details about your fighting style / quirk mid-thought. not a bad thing is said about you, and it’s just that— people don’t know if it’s adorable when he talks about you, or if they’ve made a big mistake. if not stopped, he could go on for hours. of course, there comes a time izuku has to bite his tongue to prevent himself from rambling too much, because he’d rot of embarrassment if you discovered how much he spoke about you, especially when you’re not around. but, he does get exceptionally red when he talks about something else that’s not your fighting style, or quirk. his friends know not to ask him about your most attractive feature— but his reaction makes things amusing, and downright sweet

↛ “Y/N’s new move was practiced to perfection, was i the only one that saw that? i really hope not, it would be a shame!— wait.. their new costume? uhm.. it’s great! it’s great, suuuper nice oh my i hope that didn’t sound weird. heard it’s waterproof, which is a cool feat!”

“what i think of Y/N? they’re amazing, so amazing. where do i even begin with this, it’s just that— uhm! before that, you don’t mind me talking about them, right?”

shinsou hitoshi

“oh, how’s Y/N? they’re.. fine. you could’ve asked them yourselves but.. they’re doing fine. i don’t doubt that they’re doing way better than me though.”

“you saw them wearing my sweater? oh.. of course you would. i lost it a while ago, so of course they’d have it.. they always have my sweaters, yeah.. what? kaminari, you literally brought them up— ugh.”

↛ also another person that prefers keeping details about your relationship between you and him, but if asked politely, he might slip in a little comment. though, if someone like aizawa asks about you, he’ll obviously be more comfortable with talking about you, because it’s not like his mentor’s gonna tell you his student mentioned something funny you did. whenever your name’s mentioned, he lets out a deep sigh before he talks about you— people don’t know why, but it’s mainly because he’s remembering something ridiculous you did, and hitoshi has to do that to not chuckle infront of people for no clear reason, and he allows himself to slip in a cute, teasing nickname like “pipsqueak” and something similar. though he doesn’t babble like how midoriya does— talking about is almost therapeutic to him, the way your face flashes in his mind when he talks about you in such a calm matter, it’s interesting to everyone around him. secondly, hitoshi always manages to sprinkle in a few subtle praises, because he still can’t believe that you’re actually with him. when you’re told that hitoshi looks whipped whenever he talks about you, he’ll be everything but ashamed. he was asked, and he told them— so what? plus, the flustered expression on your face is indeed cute.

↛ that doesn’t mean he won’t feel bashful— how do people know, you may ask? it’s definitely the hand that’s resting against his nape. he absolutely knows that people sometimes ask him about you to get a reaction out of him. and it works everytime

kirishima eijirou

↛ talks about you like you built the entire world with your two hands. the amount of respect that’s present when eijirou talks about you. always manages to talk about how manly you are— doesn’t matter if you’re in touch with your feminine side a lot, or even if you’re the most ambiguous person. i mean, he calls everyone he respects ‘manly’ but the difference with you is that a faint blush on his cheeks. talks about you pretty often, when asked— he’ll say you’re doing well, or if you’re not— you’ll be okay, definitely. he might not be speaking like his usual self, a tad bit quieter than usual, but that’s because of how fuzzy you make him feel. despite that, he’s proud about all of your progress in whatever you’re passionate about, because “that makes them manly” but he definitely knows where to stop, in order to not accidentally say something you wouldn’t be happy about later. when the topic’s about significant others, eijirou will gladly add on with pride. if you do find out about it, he’ll definitely be shy that you found out. but every time, eijirou ask you if what he said was alright— and obviously, you say yes every time.

“they’re so manly! and so what if i call everything i like manly— they really are, i promise! i don’t really see how i’d lie about that though.”

“do i have anything else to say about them besides manly? uh.. i guess now that you’ve mentioned it, yeah. i guess i shouldn’t just reduce them to just that! they’re awesome at catching tiny details, and amazing at coloring my roots! i guess they’re everything i’m lacking, haha”

kaminari denki

↛ talks about you in such light, airy matter— but it’s all flooded with pure infatuation. it sounds cheesy, and it is really— can’t really dilute it. whenever this would happen, people thought denki was just going through one of his puppy crush phases yet again— where he’d talk fondly about someone for a moment, before he was rejected or found someone else to admire, since things ‘weren’t too serious’. then, everyone near and close to him realized that he was dead serious. the way he’d always have the cheesiest things to say, and the way he’d hype you up to his friends, and to everyone near him really, excitingly talking about something you did or said. when you get word that he was talking about you, he’ll laugh it off, shooting you a flirty remark before you roll your eyes in faux annoyance, asking once again. but then, there are times where he’d solemnly speak about you to those close. he always found himself making jokes, but denki’s quite grateful to have someone that can play along with his jokes, so he expresses that very well with words— especially when you’re not around to see him talk about you in such way, because he’d probably morph the mood into something light-hearted which isn’t bad, mostly.

“omg did you see what Y/N did? it was totally hilarious! i think their joke’s execution was better than mine by thousands!”

“but really though, i’m not sure if i express this enough— but i’m so glad i have someone like Y/N, i am seriously winning at life here. tape spider man, i am serious!”

amajiki tamaki

“why oh why are people asking me about them uh.. t-they’re fine, they’re doing well— right now i think they’re training, and they just told me to wait for a bit..”

“..sometimes i’m truly amazed, i think i’m actually always just amazed by them. in some way, being around them makes me feel like.. something. i admire that about them, it’s not just that quality, if i’m being honest. wait, i said that out loud, didn’t i?”

↛ tamaki was never articulate with saying the words he wanted to say. the execution was always a concern for him, on top of that, public speaking was never his forté, so he usually expressed himself through subtle actions, whispered phrases, and gifts— you can almost say it felt like he was walking on egg shells, whenever someone made inquiries about anything unexpected. but, when the topic’s you— it feels like tamaki can say nothing ‘incorrect’ or ‘weird’ because of the fact that he nearly knows you like the back of his hand. there’s that part of him that’s concerned about saying something incorrect. then again, it’s not like you haven’t reassured him that he wouldn’t mess up. so because of that, tamaki feels like he could actually speak paragraphs (if he wanted to, but because it’s you— he genuinely does) and it honestly took mirio and nejire by surprise when they heard him speak of you so intricately for the first time, after discovering his crush on you. sure, being asked about you flusters him at first, because he’s aware he’s being put on the spot— but for once, tamaki speaks not because he’s required to, but because he can’t find himself worrying about the execution of words. he just.. loves talking about you, okay? but he’ll probably revert back to normal when you ask him about him talking about you— so maybe turn a blind eye for now.

aizawa shouta

↛ okay okay, if there’s someone that’s definitely articulate with words, it’ll be him— shouta. i headcanon shouta to be the teenager that was just professional and formal about his speech at all times. not that it’s terrible, it definitely helped him when he transitioned into his adult years, and suddenly needed to make formal speeches in front of classes of students. the teacher’s also the type to keep details of his relationship confidential, but will share when he’s in a closed space, or when it’s necessary for him to speak (ex : when he’s with eri, and she asks about you, he can’t say no) with that being said, whenever he does speaks about you, it’s almost poetic, i think sophisticated is more proper, but poetic also works. talks about you like he’s making a video analysis about why you’re way too good for him, if you want to feel complimented with words, then shouta’s your man. though he speaks so carefully, and as professionally as he feasibly can— whenever he talks about you, his eyes soften, and the corners of his lips will be tugged up into a tired smile for a few seconds at most. he’s usually spectacular at keeping a neutral upfront— but he allowed it to slip in front of present mic once, and the blond had to wipe his eyes clean to make sure he saw that correctly.

“Y/N’s fine. they’re just down the hall, if you’d like to see them. now— i believe we’re getting off track.”

“Y/N is always exceptional when it comes to their handy work, and performance in their line of work. an honor to work with, really. working with them is anything but a sore, i cannot imagine standing by anyone else… i hope that wasn’t too hard to understand, i’ve always been told i spoke too formally, eri. ‘if Y/N likes the way you talk, then keep doing it’? i.. don’t think i can oppose to that.”

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[rayshippouuchiha]

sensei trap au: since izuku and katsuki’s moms are best friends and considering their age difference, i’m guessing izu was one of kats’ primary babysitters when he was a little kid. and perhaps aideku got married when katsuki was still single digits? point being, katsuki when the class starts scheming: stop being dumbasses, the nerd hero is already married! || 1-A: yeah? to who?? || katsuki, channeling 9yo me who forgot all but 3 things about who my cousin married within a month: i don’t know!

Okay so in this one Inko, through a series of events, had Izuku early on in life and Mitsuki, concerned with her and Masaru getting settled in their careers and the like first, had Katsuki a bit later on in life. But despite Inko being a teen mom and Mitsuki waiting to have kids, Mitsuki's also a ride or die kind of person who never lets go once she really latches onto someone so her and Inko's friendship stayed rock solid.

So of course it ended up being that Izuku was Katsuki's main babysitter when he was a kid.

And Katsuki, being the all-or-nothing kind of brat he was, went full tsundere for Izuku. Just, adorable scowling exploding 4 year old who misread Izuku's name as Deku and refuses to ever call him anything else because that his nickname for Deku and no one else should ever use it. It became a full-blown family joke around the time Katsuki went full bulldog on someone for getting too close to Izuku.

(He was eight, he knew full well what he was doing and no he wasn't going to apologize for it. Ever.

All Might wears the scar with pride and likes to say it's one of his most honored battle wounds.)

Which of course caused an entire series of explosions and a lot of scowling blushing when Izuku first started calling him Kacchan and then later on used Dekiru for his hero name.

But, needless to say, Katsuki was determined he was going to marry Deku when he got old enough. He was gonna take the #1 spot from him first but then he was absolutely gonna marry the nerd because it's not like anyone else would ever be good enough for the dumbass or make sure he doesn't die of scurvy when he's researching something obscure or doing cold cases for fun. Obviously.

So, of course, that means that Shouta instantly becomes Katsuki's biggest rival the moment Izuku brings him home.

Shouta had never and still has never been threatened with death in so many ways and with so much cursing involved before he started dating Izuku and was introduced to the explosive leech he calls his honorary little brother.

Katsuki gave Shouta the I'm watching you/throat-slitting eyes/gesture on their wedding day. While they were at the alter.

Kid is truly the most feral child Shouta has ever met.

Shouta has a file in his laptop basically outlining the fact that if he ever mysteriously goes missing they should investigate Bakugou Katsuki first and any villains second. Not that he thinks the kid could ever get the drop on him, he's way too loud for that, but it's only logical to cover all his bases.

So when the entire thing starts going down with 1-A attempting to parent trap Dekiru and Aizawa, Katsuki hands down knows that Izuku's already married and to who.

He just doesn't give enough of a shit to tell the others to back off and he is, at his core, a petty petty individual. Some of which he came by naturally and a good portion of which he learned from Izuku himself.

He might even slide Monoma a helping hand or two cause he knows he could kick Knock Off Dracula's ass any day of the week and even if he doesn't really want to marry Deku himself now that he's older he still doesn't think anyone else is good enough for him either.

Even if he has to admit that Aizawa might not be the worst hero in the world and he does make Deku smile. So he's not all the way worthless. Maybe. Just a bit.

#The Sensei Trap AU #BnHA #AiDeku #RayRambles

[kiridarling]

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓.

request | Can I have royalty au (soon to be king bakugou) (and soon to be queen reader) , katsuki and reader are supposed to be getting married (not to eachother) but they end up sneaking around and doing IT with eachother so top!kats , exhibition , begging , dumbification and spanking THANK YOU💞💞

this lovely request was submitted for the kissing booth event (the rest of the drabbles come out soon, ahem :)) so, if this was your request, um...hAHA whoops.

katsuki bakugou | f!reader, royalty!au, infidelity, nondescript!fiancés, angst (gasp), fingering, exhibitionism, dumbification + more! minors dni!

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“C'mon, princess...can I make you feel good once last time?

You're getting married.

No more ignorance is bliss, no more I didn't know any better—this is when you put all your childish antics to the side and fucking woman up, now in charge of the safety of your kingdom and its inhabitants and whatnot. So yes, you must snuff all your adolescent tendencies, and that includes sleeping with the Crowned Prince of the neighboring kingdom behind your fiancé's backs.

But, boys are stubborn. And stupid.

Ding ding ding!

"Excuse me, Everyone!" Your fiancé announces to the crowd in your dining room as he stumbles to his feet, spoon clinking against his glass. He nearly trips, but no one sees except yourself. "I would like to make a toast."

You frown. This wasn't a part of the rehearsal dinner.

"First of all, I would like to thank you all for being able to be with us tonight," he says, shoving the glass higher in the air. As red wine splashes over the rim, you think to remind him that isn't a toast, it's the beginning of a speech, but your comments have rarely deterred the man in the past. "As you’re all aware, this marriage is vital. Not only for our kingdom, but for the neighboring kingdom as well."

Your fiancé regards the Bakugou’s with a lift of his chalice. In the coming weeks, two arranged marriages will melt the four most influential kingdoms into two, and your fiancé and his family had the genius to throw a massive Gala to celebrate it. You wouldn’t be surprised if they got off to the idea of stretching themselves so thin their hair falls out at age thirty; they won’t even allow you to choose the type of dress for your wedding.

"I would also like to thank my lovely, lovely wife, for just being so... lovely.” Your fiancé chuckles, accompanied by an uncomfortable massage to your shoulder. The guests find amusement in how whipped he is as he gazes your way expectantly, conceivably wishing to see you swoon at the compliment. All you give him is a blank face. His elation falters.

"You know, when I first met this woman, I knew she was going to be the love of my life," your fiancé shakes your glare off. You purposely block out the rest of his story in favor of folding and unfolding your napkin again, puffing under your breath at the cheesy comment.

"Sap," you grunt to yourself, obviously. You don't expect anyone to hear, but there's a snort to your right. Your eyes lift from your lap—and straight into Katsuki's smug blood red ones. He winks at you from across the table and your eyes roll at that, though there's a small smile playing on your face that's impossible to hide.

"Isn't that right [Y/N]!...[Y/N]?"

You blink yourself back to life, eyes reluctantly leaving Katuski's hypnotic ones for the pair that make you nauseous, "Oh—u-um, yep!"

The place bursts in laughter and there's even a little smile dancing on Katsuki's face. He catches you staring so your eyes divert to your lap, but his remain a physical force against you for the rest of the night.

*selene — the greek goddess of the moon

The balcony is much nicer than the ballroom.

For one, it's the farthest place you could have gone from the commotion, all the way on the opposite side of the castle. It's a solid five-minute walk when you aren't in heels and a heavy petticoat, but it provides a lovely view of your front yard, subjecting you to watch the early-sleepers leave in their carriages to call it a night. Meanwhile, *Selene watches you from her telescope the moon with a sigh and a sad smile, because she's the only one who knows how completely and utterly alone you will be.

You glare at her—the goddess doesn't waver.

Bitch.

It's no secret that Gala’s like these get overwhelming—especially when you're the center of attention. You see Lord Shinsou (Earl) stuff the eager Lord Kaminari (Baron) into his silver-plated carriage before looking around to ensure no one saw, and blanche upon seeing your figure stood on the balcony. You salute so he knows his secret is safe with you, and relief washes over his face before he too hops into the carriage. What a scandal, you giggle.

Plenty of couples resign home after that; it makes you uneasy. You're unsure as to why, but you have the ever-increasing urge to nip at your fingernails until you don't have them anymore, and jamming the sharpest point of your heel into the concrete seems like the only proper way to release enough kinetic energy before you explode.

"He loves me."

He does, embarrassingly so—so what's the issue?

There isn't an issue; there shouldn't be. He reminds you how pretty you are and you compliment his influence. Neither of you are marrying down. You look good together. The kingdom's future power couple if you will, where you two supposedly mold the great future in your peculiarly young hands. There isn't an issue. You're the one for him, and he's the one for you.

The balcony door whines open. You don't turn around, praying whoever it is will see that it's occupied and turn the other cheek. Yet, the stomp of whoever's boots only grow louder until you’re adjacent to a shadow of a being, his chin lifted towards the stars. You catch a glimpse of blond hair, though dyed a pale white by the silver moon, and you two stand in a strangely comfortable silence, watching carriages roll out of your driveway.

The silence doesn’t last for long, though. It never does.

"D’ya always go disappearing like that?"

You frown. "What?"

"I don't fuckin' know," Katsuki grumbles—he has yet to look at you. Seems like Selene captures more than one person's attention tonight. "Blinked and you were gone."

Your frown only deepens, and you return your attention to the courtyard. "I didn't know you were paying attention."

The ash-blond presses his forearms against the railing for support. "I wasn't. He was."

Oh.

"Said he wants you to come back, so," Katsuki clicks his tongue, carmine red eyes finally flicking your way through the darkness. You don’t dare look at him. “You run off often, or what?"

"Tell him I'll come back in a second," you sigh, balancing your face in your hand. Katsuki says nothing, but he doesn't leave, and you hate that you don't mind.

Until he points towards a couple crossing the lawn and says, "Oi, that's the Duke from my fiancé's kingdom. Fucker tried to poison my dad for the throne—straightened him out real quick.”

"Why are you talking to me?" You snap like a cornered animal. Katsuki lifts an eyebrow.

"What? I can't have a goddamn conversation?"

"I—" your chest rises and falls with a reason to why he can't, but you can only come up with one—and you don't want to think about it.

"Listen. I don't like these things either, alright?" He huffs defensively, so defensively that you have to take a step back. "If I have the opportunity to get some fresh air, I'm gonna fuckin' take it."

You shrug, supposing it makes you one and the same. The wind blows, not harsh, but harsh enough to ruffle your gown, and make the gold jewelry decorating Katsuki's tunic jingle.

“So. I guess this is it, ain’t it?”

You sigh, “Katsuki, you know we—“

"Yeah yeah, that's all you fuckin' say," he growls bitterly, and you blink in a poor attempt to find where the animosity came from. His face twists in an ugly way as he sits his hands on his hips, nose scrunched to mockingly pitch his voice that doesn't sound like yours at all. "We can't, we shouldn't—"

"Because we shouldn't!" You nearly shout, and Katsuki jumps from how quickly you raise your voice. "Because—because if we get caught, we're fucked. And I can't go to sleep terrified that I'll wake up to an exposé tomorrow morning and get beheaded by the afternoon. So...please. Just stop."

Katsuki clicks his tongue.

"You don't love that asshole."

Your throat feels tight—much too tight to be comfortable, and your chest rises and falls with disbelief as you search for the words before you can talk again, eyes never dropping from the stars. You've had this conversation, fuck, you have it too often; often enough to know that he would say those exact words, and enough to know precisely what you'll say in response.

"I love him, Katsuki."

"No, no you fuckin' don't," the ash-blond chucks a laugh and it's nothing short of acrid, his words eating away at your skin more than you'd like them to. You sigh, resting your forearms on the railing too.

"I'm not having this conversation with you."

"Always gotta be so goddamn emotionally unavailable, huh?" He growls, glare set on the mountains presented in front of you. You feel his suit jacket hit your freezing shoulders, unaware of the cool temperatures until you feel the cloth brush against goosebumps. It’s your turn to laugh bitterly.

“Careful. People might think we’re getting married to each other.”

“One day you’ll let me fuckin’ live,” he grunts, and your eyes meet for the first time. His usual red is dyed a deep purple by the moonlight, their usual hardness traded for something much softer. “Can’t even give you a jacket when you’re shivering like a goddamn leaf in the wind.”

You give him a look of utter exhaustion because you’re tired—tired of all this running around and hiding, the secrecy. It eats at your insides like a caterpillar does a leaf, knowing that you go to sleep every night to a man who’ll barely touch you, but at the same time, feeling guilty that you don’t need nor want him to.

“Why are you here?”

Katsuki clicks his tongue. His warm body settles behind yours, close enough to feel the warmth but not close enough to feel him. “You looked lonely.”

“I thought my fiancé told you to get me?” You ask, raising a suspicious eyebrow. Katsuki rolls his eyes, his arms settling on both sides of yours.

“He did. But I didn’t refuse the damn request either.”

“You saw my loneliness all the way from the ballroom. What an eyesight,” you scoff. Katsuki’s eyes narrow, but it’s clear he’s fighting a grin because you’re a little shit who loves giving him a hard time. The ash-blond’s chest rises and falls, and he bites the inside of his cheek.

“You know what I mean.”

You snort, tilting your head to the right. You suppose you do.

“And I’m marrying a bitch,” he adds to his list of grievances, his hands finding yours to gently play with your fingers. You nod in agreement. A bitch she is.

“And...I’m really going to fuckin’ miss you.”

It might as well pass for nothing but a breath, eyes trained on your held hands. His chest suspends like he has more to say, but his teeth tear at the inside of his cheek before he can. “I—fuck, I get it, okay? I’m a selfish asshole—“

“This doesn’t have to do wit—“

“And I really, really need to get my fuckin’ priorities straight. I mean, they are, just not in the way they should be.”

“Hey,” you chastise, shaking his hands for his attention. “You can’t control who you love, okay?"

Katsuki grumbles at that but you refuse, turning around to look him in the eyes.

"And neither can I.”

You let go of his hands in favor of pulling him down via his cheeks and giving him a big fat kiss on the lips. It’s peckish and brief, but it’s sweet and gets your point across. It's comfortable.

“The hell was that for?” Katsuki asks once you pull away. Though you see him struggle to hide a grin, eyes squinting more than they should.

“Easy,” you say, stepping forwards (as if there’s any space for that), “You looked lonely.”

Katsuki snorts, dropping his head, “Bastard.”

“And I’m being married off to an asshole,” you lament, pulling his face so close to the point you’re sure the strain on his back has got to be anything but sexy. He accommodates anyways—Katsuki always has; and night seems to suspend along with his baited breath as he waits for the next line, eyes shining with a painful hope you’re about to confirm.

“And I’m really, really going to miss you,” you say, shaking your head at how utterly true that statement is. Fuck.

The vulnerability slowly fades from his eyes at that, and Katsuki hums, clammy hands finding their rightful place around your hips.

“You shouldn’t call him an asshole, you know,” he says, face inching so close you can smell the champagne on his breath. “He means well.”

“I didn’t know you cared,” you quip back, raising an eyebrow. Katsuki shrugs, and you don’t realize he’s backing you up until your back kisses the cool railing.

“Well. I can’t help but feel a little bad,” he says cheekily as he inches closer, “‘Cause I make you feel so good, don’t I, Princess? Last time I checked, better than he ever could.”

You scoff at his audacity though it’s all good-natured, eyes preferring the moon over his heated gaze as he turns you around to face the courtyard.

“Ah, ah,” he tuts, redirecting your attention using a finger on your jaw, “Eyes on me, Princess. You look really fuckin’ pretty under the stars, y’know.”

You snort at the compliment, rolling your eyes.

“‘M serious. A fuckin’ goddess,” he growls, leaving wet kisses up the column of your neck. Your breath hitches as he reaches your sweet spot and sucks, and you’re swatting him away before he can leave a mark.

“I sai—“

“One last time, Princess,” he bargains lowly as his hot hands slide their way from your waist to your breasts, taking their sweet time. Katsuki hooks his chin on your shoulder. “Lemme—Can I make you feel good one last time?”

You’re nodding with a whimper before you can berate yourself for being so fucking easy, the thought of not being able to indulge yourself with this, with him, any longer tosses any and all resistance out the window.

“Good,” Katsuki hums, tweaking your nipples through the bodice. “‘M gonna pay you back for being so good to me, yeah? For puttin' up with all my shit."

You scoff, mouth dropping to tell him you weren't putting up with his shit, but then a warm hand lands on your thigh—somehow, he's found a way under your dress. The hand slides up inner thigh and you feel Katsuki's chest shudder against your back as he finally reaches where you need him most.

"K-Kats—"

"Shhh, you don't want them to hear us, do you?" He grunts, pulling your panties to the side. You shiver from the change in temperature, watching another Duke and Duchess of half-drunkenly stumble into their carriages for the night, before there's a crack of a whip and hooves beat towards the exit. It's only a reminder of how painfully exposed you two are—one glance towards the balcony and any onlooker would know exactly what's happening. You hate it.

You hate that you don't.

"Atta girl," Katsuki purrs, groaning as he inserts a finger. You shiver, the weight of his being practically trapping you against the railing. "Always so fuckin' tight. I swear that asshole never fucks you right."

Katsuki's never been an impatient man and fills you with a second finger awfully fast, chuckling when you bite into the meat of your palm to hold back a whimper. His hips start to grind against the puff of your dress and he groans as quietly as he can, carelessly shoving down the sleeve of his suit jacket to bite into your shoulder.

You let out a broken moan much too loud for this time of night and it prompts Katsuki's free hand to stuff an equal amount of fingers into your mouth. "Y'know, something tells me you wanna get caught. You want the whole world to know how much you fuckin' hate that bastard, huh?"

You choke as Katsuki slides in a third digit next to the second, the slap of his palm against your pussy becoming nothing but obscene as your slick accentuates the sound. His hips speed up against your ass and that's enough friction to have the ash-blond groaning, along with the spit that drips down his forearm.

"So dirty for me, Princess," his hips stutter when you push back, tongue laving over the bite mark you'll probably have to conceal in the morning. Asshole. "You wanna cum like this, don't you? You're gonna cum all over my fingers in front of the entire royal court. Dumb little girl, can't even keep her mouth shut to keep us from gettin' caught."

You jam your heel into the balcony concrete so hard you positive it cracks before you're coming all over Katsuki's fingers, nearly choking on the ones in your mouth as you release the loudest broken moan you have that night. Katsuki's hips stutter against you and you're positive he's filling his boxers from the airy moan that follows, and his hand goes limp in your mouth before it slides out completely.

Your chests balloon in unison, his body draped over yours, and as you two catch your breath under the moonlight, you can’t help but think how much you’re going to miss this.

"Run away with me."

"I—" he does this. He always does this. He makes you feel on top of the world, acting like everything's fine, and then he pulls this shit on you. You look everywhere but him, nearly scoffing in disbelief. "Katsuki—"

"C'mon, Princess," Katsuki scrambles to flip you by the waist until your back is flush against the railing again and he’s cradling both your hands in his semi-damp ones. There’s a look in his eyes you don’t like, and it makes your chest burn. "Across the sea, people are movin’ over there and I—I know someone there, okay? Someone we could stay with, maybe help us get back on our feet an-and I found a fuckin’ ferry guy to take us across, and I can even pay him a little extra, o-or you, or—"

"Katsuki," you give him a sad smile, squeezing his hands tight. There's hope, too much hope in his eyes and it's fucking blinding. "Running away? I—this is—we have an obligation, we can't jus—"

"It'll be fine," he insists, stepping forwards and squeezing you back twice as hard. You sigh."I—the two kingdoms can merge or whatever the fuck they wanna do and then we'll be—"

"Katsuki."

"I—fuck Princess, I don't beg but goddammit, I'll do whatever you fuckin' want, get on my knees, I ca—"

"You really want to know what I want?"

Katsuki freezes. It's the first time you've ever seen some semblance of emotion in him that isn't anger or lust, with carmine red irises swimming in unshed tears—and fuck, you hate the sight. You want to shoot yourself in the fucking foot for what you’re about to do, but it’s for the best. It always is.

"Love her."

Katsuki looks at you, and his face drops, chest shuddering.

"I can't."

You drop his hands in favor of holding his face, thumbing at the hot tears running as they fall. God, Katsuki’s pretty—too pretty for his own good and he doesn’t even know it. His unsteady hands find themselves massaging your ribs and your foreheads knock together. "You need to try. Love her as much as you love me, yeah?"

"'S fuckin' impossible," Katsuki says with a wet snort, shaking his head with eyebrows raised. You giggle, throat impossibly tight.

"Almost, then? For me."

Katsuki’s red eyes stare at you through the darkness. You have half a mind to look the other way, but you figure you owe him this if nothing else, and as he lovingly absorbs your being under the moonlight for the last time, you really wish you could take your words back.

"I'll...fuck. Fine. I'll try." Katsuki resigns with a shrug, shaking his head. You two sniffle in unison and you suppress the strange urge to pinch him. "'M not gonna try to get over you, though. Sorry, not sorry."

You roll your eyes at that but it's all good-natured, followed by a choke you struggle to hide as his arms coil around your waist, "Then I won't either."

A genuine grin spreads across his face, and it’s borderline giddy—and a stark contrast against the waterworks. "She finally fuckin' admits it."

"Figured it was about time," you give him a wobbly smile before your eyes flicker to his, red blurring from being so close. Selene looks upon both of you with a reminiscent sigh.

"I love you, Katsuki Bakugou."

Katsuki sniffs before he laughs; it's wet, and near bitter, and he pulls you so close your face nearly shoves into his chest. "Fuck. Fuck, you're an asshole, you know that?"

"This is when you say it back," you bargain, squishing his cheeks. Katsuki presses his forehead deeper into yours.

"I love you too, Asshole."

He speaks with a softness you've never heard and it's like a gunshot to the heart, and as his lips inch closer to yours as your hands slide to thumb at his ears. One last kiss wouldn't hurt, would it?

Until there's a whistle and the click of footsteps. You and Katsuki jump a mile apart.

"Oh, [Y/N]! You're still out here in the cold?" Your fiancé asks with a raised eyebrow, but it seems like that's only an afterthought as he turns to Katsuki to say, "Your wife’s found the alcohol."

"Great," the ash-blond groans, understanding the translation—your fiancé is piss drunk in the ballroom.

"I do recommend you take her home. She's making quite a mess of the eclairs. And her face."

Katsuki heads inside without giving you a second glance, and your fiancé gives him a solid pat on the way in before turning to you halfway through the doorway, "Are you coming inside, Darling?"

"In a moment," you say with a smile. Your hand never leaves the railing. "Just getting some fresh air."

"Alrighty, then. I'll be in the bedroom. Waiting~" he winks, and with that, he's spinning on his heel, and you're alone with the moon again.

You watch Katsuki guide his inebriated fiancé into the carriage lovingly, with a smile on his face that isn't quite the one he wears with you but close enough, whispering whatever pleases her at the time with a chaste kiss on the cheek. You feel comfort in knowing that he has someone to love and someone to be loved by. He doesn't look your way—not once.

It's not until they drive away that you realize you still have his suit jacket draped over your shoulders. You don't doubt he did that on purpose, either.

Asshole.

#— 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 #bakugou smut #mha smut #bnha smut

[i-cant-sing]

Idk if its just me but i cant see bakugou making huge gest of love to his princess; like he is NOT the type to buy those huge roses bouquet or public declarations. Its more like cooking their favorite meal after a long day or just given a nice massage. Maybe its just me.

Hmmm, well i see what you're getting at but what I mean is that yeah, Bakugou is definitely not one to do huge pubic declarations of love, especially not at the beginning of his relationship. Even when he's grown up, its just not in his nature to make grand gestures like that, but then why the hell does he do it anyway?

Answer's simple. Its to show everyone you belong to him, especially if we're going with Todoroki reader route, then he just has to piss off your family by making obnoxious gestures of love, show off his claim over you. You get what i'm saying?

Obviously, the more meaningful moments are in small intimate moments like him having you sit on the counter at midnight while he makes you something to eat, and you're both so into each other's company, you don't even notice how you guys stayed up all night until the sun rises and you both laugh at that too. Maybe he's making pasta and your favourite song comes on the radio and you take his hand and Bakugou immediately pulls you close with the hand on the small of your back, just staring into each other's eyes as you slowly move to the song, realising how in love you are with each other.

Then again, its moments like you throwing it back to the sound of the microwave beeping that Katsuki realises he's in love with a crackhead. No, don't stop, he needs to record this.

#yandere katsuki bakugou #yandere katsuki #yandere bakugou #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere bnha #bnha headcanons #yandere mha #bnha imagines #katsuki x you #katsuki bakugo imagine #bakugo katuski x reader #bnha bakugou #bakugou x you

[redpandaramblings]

Like Caramel For Chocolate- An Omega Bakugou x Alpha f!Reader fic. Part 3.

Part 1- Here

Previous part Here

Next Part Here

Content Warning: Negative headspace, omegaverse, self deprecation, depressive thoughts, pushy parental figures, ambiguous omegaverse reproduction, unhealthy relationships, relationship that could be easily fixed if idiots would use their words and communicate, Shinso/Denki side relationship

Where we left off-

You glanced up at the sound of the door. In came your parents, then the Yokomadas. You did a double take as the final person, the omega you were here to meet, entered the room. They looked equally as startled as your eyes locked.

“Y/N?”

“Denki?!”

You slowly walked through the teahouse garden, your electric blond friend oddly silent as he kept pace with you. Your parents and the Yokomadas had allowed the two of you a bit of privacy to talk. So far, neither of you had mustered the courage to break the awkward atmosphere. Neither your parents or the Yokomadas had seemed to pick up on Denki or your mood. If anything, they were thrilled you two already knew each other. With a sigh, you sat on a bench by the koi pond, not looking at the blond as to settled down next to you. After several minutes, he spoke.

“So. What are you doing here?”

You snorted, and gently dumped your shoulder against his.

“Right back at you, Pikachu.”

“I’ll tell you. After you tell me.”

You chuckled humorously, and tilted your head back to look at the sky.

“Would you believe me if I said I was just here to appease my mother?”

Denki considered for a moment before shaking his head.

“No. You’ve been saying no to her for years. So tell me, why are you here.”

You take a deep breath and let it out again slowly through your nose.

“I… I think I wanted to be here. Needed to.” You wrung your hands, throwing a sideways glance at Denki. “I… I want to be mated. Have a family. Have someone who needs me and lets me need them. I used to think Kat… I used to think Bakugou was my person. But I’m not sure anymore, Denks. You know what he’s like and so do I, but I’ve waited for years, and nothing, and I’m so tired, and I’m not even sure he even likes me anymore, and…” You’re stopped by Kaminari gently rubbing your back.

“Breath, Y/n. Come on. Deep breaths.”

You inhaled shakily. You hadn’t even noticed you’d been hyperventilating. Quiet settled again, aside from the sounds of nature and your slowly slowing breathing. After a few moments, you spoke again.

“I’m just so lonely, Denks. I see him every day, and I’m still so goddamn lonely. So I think… I think it’s time to let go.” Your lips twitched slightly upward as you tilt your head to look at him. “Am I terrible?”

Denki huffed out a breath and shook his head. “You? Never.” He sighed, removing his hand from you back as he began picking at the hem of his sleeve. “I wish I could say I didn’t understand. But I do. I’m kinda here for the same reason after all.”

You gave an encouraging hum and reached out, taking his hand in yours and running your thumb over his knuckles. He interlaced your fingers, giving a squeeze before continuing to speak.

“You know how I feel about Shinso, right?”

“I think everyone but Shinso knows how you feel about him.”

Denki snorted. “Yeah. Not surprised. But that’s the problem. I’ve liked him for years. Little bit of a crush but at UA, thought I could play it cool and it would go away; but then the agency paired us together and, well.” Denki gestured with the hand not holding yours. “It was so easy! I’d go boom! And then he’d go pow! Then shoom! It was amazing! He was amazing… And so I tried to get his attention. I tried so damn hard. And you know me.”

You snorted, giving his hand a squeeze. “You’re about as subtle as a brick through a living room window.”

“Exactly!” He shouted, pulling away to stand up and pace. “I flirted. I used all my best pick up lines. I asked him out to the club, and he said yes. But do you know what he said afterward? He said though it wasn’t his usual scene, it was really good being able to hang out with a friend. I… I asked him to spend my heat with me.”

You inhaled sharply. Kaminari looked at you with an expression you hardly recognized. He collapsed onto the bench, leaning heavily against you.

“He said ‘I’m glad you’re that comfortable with me, but it probably would be better for you to ask someone else.’” Denki whispered, sniffling.

“Oh.. Denki.” You wrapped your arms around the blond, squeezing him tightly. Half out of instinct, you tried to pump out soothing pheromones while you gently scented his hair. “He doesn’t know what he’s missing, sweetheart. You’re a wonderful omega!”

That was all it took for Denki to start sobbing heavily in your arms. You squeezed him tightly as tears filled your own eyes. The tears fell when Denki wrapped his arms around you, hugging you just as tightly as you held him. There in the tranquil garden you both huddled together as you finally allowed yourself to cry. Years of hurt and longing fell from your eyes one drop at a time.

You weren’t sure how long it had been when the two of you slowly pulled away from each other. You used your thumbs to wipe Denki’s cheeks. He gave you a halfhearted smile.

“So,” you asked tentatively, “what should we do? They’re going to expect an answer from us about this whole…” You waved a vague hand “Marriage date thing.”

Denki hummed, puffing up his cheeks as he blew out a breath. “God, I don’t know. Certainly wasn’t expecting it be you, you know? No offense.”

You drew back, gasping in mock anger. “Full offense!” You could only hold your expression a few seconds before you started snickering.

Denki grinned his first really grin of the day. “Well excuuuuse me for insulting your alpha sensibilities.”

“You’re excused. For now.”

You both chuckled. Looking out at the pond, you spoke again. “I just wish I had the right answers. And I really wish we had more time.”

Denki furrowed his brow. “Well… Technically, we could.”

“What do you mean?”

Denki bounced on his seat. “Okay. So. Hear me out. We both need time to process, clearly. Also clearly, our families are just not gonna give us that. So… Why don’t we do this?”

“Wait. Wait. We do this?” you asked, both curious and incredulous.

“Yeah! Think about it. One! They mainly want us in relationships they approved of. They set us up, so clearly, they approve. Two! If we say we’d like to try out this match, they obviously aren’t going to set up any more dates; therefore buying us time. And bonus of no annoying randos. Three! We can say we’re going to take the relationship slow because we’ve both been burned before and want to make sure. Four! Four…” Denki trailed off, looking at his feet.

“Four is maybe if we can’t find a love match at least we’re friends who work well together?” You murmured.

Denki nodded, glancing at you with a rueful smirk. “Yeah. Exactly. Vibe on the same wavelength. Hell, we even want similar shit in life.”

“Actual house, few pets, stability…”

Denki nodded again. “Sucks, but would make sense for us to consider it. As much as I fucking hate the ‘You’re not getting any younger’ speech, they are kind right. We can’t waste all our time waiting for things that aren’t gonna happen.”

You shook your head with a chuckle. “God, don’t you hate it when they’re right about shit like that?”

“You have no idea.”

You stood, stretching. “Well, I guess we go tell them, then.”

Denki groaned. “There isn’t enough saki in the world for that conversation.”

“And just so we’re clear, this stays between us for now, right? No one knows but us, our folks, and I guess your cousins.”

“Agreed. I don’t want to think about what anyone would say. Bakugou would kill me!”

You winced. “Unlikely. I doubt he’d care. But if Mina finds out, everyone will know.”

“You’re not kidding. No worries from me, I don't want this getting out any more than you do.”

“So… Engaged, I guess?”

Denki dusted himself off and stood. “Deal. Engaged.” Denki stuck his hand out, and you shook it.

You both turned and started making your way back to the teahouse, taking your time and going the long way to be sure to avoid and of the other patrons. This was fine. A good plan. Nothing could go wrong as long as no one found out.

And there you have part 3! Sorry the wait and thank you all for being patient! If anyone has any questions regarding the fic or how this particular omegaverse operates, please feel free to shoot me an ask. Also, please note that @snuggleyourredpandas is my main account, so it you see a message reply from them, that's me!

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#reader insert #bnha reader insert #bakugou x fem!reader #bakugou angst #bakugou x reader #reader insert angst #bakugou katsuki #katsuki x reader #omegaverse #omega bakugou #alpha reader #multi part fic #denki #fake dating #fake engagement

[xsugarysweetsx]

Congrats on 2k!! Can i request a bakugou x reader fic where the reader and bakugou are married and are just cuddling late at night, and bakugou senses something off about her so he asks her what’s wrong, and she shyly confesses that she wants a baby? Extra fluffy plzzz, thank you!!

Warnings; I tired to keep him character as much as possible here but I put in some fluff; Bakugou is 21 here and reader is 20

Please enjoy~🍰

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“Why did you want to watch this again?“ he asked as you cuddled into his side in bed. It was a long week for him at the hero agency but they decided to give him the weekend off. It was Sunday night and you had wanted to make his weekend as relaxing as possible. Yesterday you both had went out shopping and even to dinner. He honestly appreciated everything you did for him. He married you for a reason and that was just one of many.

You had been dating for a while and he wanted to get married early. Being a hero meant a lot of his time would be taken up. So, you both did it early so it wouldn’t be so complicated later. You had now been married for about a year and there has been something on your mind. You hadn’t said anything to Katsuki yet, you weren’t sure how he’d react

“Hey, dumbass“ looking slighty up at him he was still looking towards the screen “Wanna tell me what’s buggin ya?“

“Huh? B-but I’m just fine!“

“Don’t lie to me Y/N, I can tell when you do“ he poked your nose “you play with your nose and it get itchy. Now fess up“

He knew you were a bit of the shy type and saying it that way would most likely not get you to budge. Sighing he sat up in his spot and brought you over into his lap. You two had some arguments so you found  way to do so, without staying mad at one another. He’d give guesses as to what you may be thinking and with each one that was right, he kissed you. Says he found it on the internet but really, he made it up.

“Y/N who are you?“ he asked 

“your wife..“

“And as my wife I want you to be happy, please tell me what’s bothering you.“ a peck was given to you ”come on.“ 

It may have been true he was stubborn, mean and full of himself, but he loved you. The last person he wanted to be left hurt was you

“Well remember yesterday while we were out shopping at the mall?“

“Yeah..“

“I had a lot of fun with you and I started to think about how long we’ve been together...and about...the future..“ you said biting your lip

“Future? Of course you still want to be with me..“ you nod and he kisses you ”obviously”  he intertwines his fingers with yours “come on...you can tell me.”

Taking a deep breath you decided to just get it out and over with “I want us to..” you mumble the last part

“You want what?“ he asked leaning in

“...to start..trying..“ you can feel your cheeks start to heat up

“Start trying...“ Bakugou repeated to himself “...wait, do you want a baby?“ Bakugou wasn’t stupid and could read between the lines of most conversations.

But a baby? You could have just told him, but he could only blame himself with his explosive ways. Now that he thought about it, he remembered you looking at some bay things at the stores for a while. He didn’t think anything of it at the time.

He was kind of thinking the same thing in a way if he were honest. Whenever you’d hold your friends’ babies, they always liked you. You were good with kids and it made him wonder what you’d be like as the mother of his kids. He knows you’d do a good job.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought it up I know you’re busy an-“

“You could have just told me ya know“ he cuts you off “it’s not like I don’t want kids“

“R-really?” You asked a bit excited

“Hey I saw you looking at all the baby stuff I just didn’t think you’d want them right now....or later on..” you admit playing with your digits. His index and thumb bring your chin to look up at him “Hey, I wouldn’t want anything more than to start a family with you”

The rest of the night was spent talking about your future baby. Who they would look like more, what they’ll chose in life, and whose quirk it would get. Bakugou wanted twins, one of each so he could have a badass daughter and son.

“they’ll both be strong like me and of course our daughter is gonna be gorgeous like you and our son is gonna look like me“

You didn’t think he’d be THIS excited about kids. It brought a soft smile and warm feeling to your being. Wrapping your arms around his middle your nuzzle in closer. He was really going to be the father of your children, and he wanted to be too. Your hand slides down to your belly where a baby may be resting soon.

“Hey, Princess,” he gently calls your attention as he pulled the blanket over you both “...I’m happy you want your family to be with me..” a blush coming over his cheeks. He was only this soft with you and no one else.

“Me too katsuki, I can’t wait” you peck his chin and he ticks you under it to cuddle to sleep. Just as you always did but this time sleep was a bit more difficult. All you both thought of was your future family. Katsuki evítalo y broke the silence with

“...can we start trying tomorrow?”

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I hope this was okay!❤️

#katsuki bakugou #bakugou x reader soft #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bnha x reader #bnha #bnha bakugou #bnha x reader fluff #fluff #bakugou katsuki fluff #Bakugou #anime #anime x reader #fanfiction #my hero academia x reader #boko no hero academia

[fanfiction-artist-prototype]

Yuuga being revealed as the traitor instead of wash and having to suffer the really harsh consequences?

Izuku getting dragged into it too, because his quirk?

Also after wash gets revealed the hatsumes are unter suspicion because they created wash so no one let's them around stuff right now?

Also because I took a nap that was too long I'm tired so this is the last ill do just for you

OKAY SO SO THIS IS THE CLUSTERFUCK AU YEAH??

THE AU WHERE YUUGA IS ALSO AFO'S BIOLOGICAL CHILD AND MIDORIYA AND TODOROKI ARE KNOWN TO BE HIS STEP SIBLINGS??

BECAUSE WHOO FUKING BOY BLOU THIS IS EVIL!

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1) Because of how the Clusterfuck Au *works* there isn't any great Shigaraki v Deku fight so the reveal comes out of completely left field and it... isn't actually being a traitor. It's Yuuga emailing his Dad about his life in an attempt to create and real and healthy relationship with him.

But maybe he gets a virus or something breaks so he goes to the support department to ask them to fix it and Powerloader is already *there* so might as well help the student right? Except, Yuuga didn't think to close his emails since there's nothing wrong with them! He's talking to his dad for goodness sake why would he close out of it when it's most likely as simple as opening the settings and playing around a bit.

Except... Powerloader knows what a two way heavy duty encryption and cypher looks like and it's literally written into this kids laptop. Which you know... could be that the kid comes from a well to do family - after all when he helped Yaoyozoru the girl had so many military grade protections simply because of how high in society her family was.

So he fixes the issue and hands the laptop back off to Yuuga before going to take a look at the kids file because he just wants to make sure you know?

Looking up Aoyama Yuuga's file reveals a few things.

1) His quirk doesn't match up with his parents

2) His official medical files claim he's QUIRKLESS

3) Despite the fact he, Todoroki and Midoriya claim to be step siblings NEITHER of his parents have any connection with Midoriya or Todoroki's

4) Yuuga's emergency contacts aren't his parents and are in fact the currently under investigation Washing Hero Wash and another which (when he calls to check out wtf is going on) sends him directly to Shigaraki Tomura's personal phone number.

So Powerloader takes all of this to Nezu and they seize all of Yuuga's devices and basically line up stuff that when he told his 'Father' about stuff at school there were then incidents that took place with the LOV.

Boom, Yuuga is outed as a 'traitor' to UA.

2) He's immediately arrested, and locked temporarily in Tartarus as soon as it's revealed that 'Father' is in fact All For One and then of course, his family come out of the wood work and it gets worse.

People have things to say about throwing a sixteen year old into Tartarus but nobody is louder than Wash and the NUMBER THREE HERO who is apparently this kids older brother!? And then it turns out Endeavour's children are also this boys step siblings??? And it becomes a shit show with half the public being 'well he's probably a villain so lock him up and throw away the key' and the other half going 'with a family that connected to heroes and the dark side of heroes maybe it's possible but also he's a kid!'

3) In UA itself, Izuku and Shotou are immediately shut out of the class dynamic. They're related to Yuuga in some manner and are openly against what's happening to him - obviously. And Bakugou is righ there alongside them but the rest of the class has closed themselves off from them.

How can they trust any of them when it's quite possible that these people are also spilling to the villains as well?

The three have to pull out of UA because the suspicion turns into accusations and distrust VERY quickly and suddenly you've got three prime targets not only for harassment but also as martyrs for villains if anything happens to them.

4) Then Izuku's 'quirk' is revealed not by All Might or Torino or anything, it just ends up getting out from his files because somebody decided to doxx him and wow he was ALSO quirkless and now has a quirk unrelated to either of his parents? It must mean he also got it from All For One!

All Might tries to defend his boy but he gets drowned out, and Izuku gets accused of manipulating the number one hero. Only for it to be revealed that WASH is also his father and Wash recently just came forward and said he was working for All For One because he at least didn't torture children (in relation to Hawks) so now everything is in a even bigger shitshow.

5) The Hatsume family get absolutely DRAGGED through the media mud. Every little issue with their experiments or business' is brought up and over stuffed with false details that it's ridiculous and despite the fact that Nezu knew and had no issue with them because of it, the fact that it was a Hatsume who was in charge of the experimentation that helped create Nezu comes up.

And then people start asking how the fuck Wash was made and they're framed as these evil unethical people despite the fact that any actual look into their research papers and publicly available resources show the complete opposite to what the media is saying about them.

6) All For One had been waiting for his big reveal moment, his big 'ha ha bet you thought I was DEAD didn't you hero society!?' time. But one of his kids (his biological one at that) has been locked up, the others are being turned into social pariahs and now his HUSBAND AND WIVES are being tormented with his parents in law also being subjected to this absolute shit show so the gloves are off.

He comes in with a big bang; blowing up Tartarus style.

They woke up the sleeping dragon.

#Alt ending Clusterfuck au #wash aus #aus with 5+ HCs

[greenshirtimagines]

Bakugou x Reader - Starlit Confessions

A/n: Why do half of my fics take place at night? And yes, I know that Bakugou goes to bed at 8:30 but the stars can be out and shining like an hour before that.

Yes this is inspired by a scene from Kaguya and no I don't know anything about constellations

(Masterlist)

You leaned back on your arms as you stared up at the stars, the cold breeze making you shiver in your thin shirt. The sight of the night sky made you miss your home a little, and your family who had loved stargazing with you, but it also comforted you.

“Oi, what’re you doing out here, idiot? It’s too late for this.”

A very familiar, very gruff sounding voice came from behind you, startling you.

“What are you doing here, Bakugou?” You asked, turning around before feeling something soft and warm fall on top of you, effectively blocking your vision.

“Huh?”

You pulled the cloth-like thing off your head, and realized it was a hoodie.

“A hoodie? For me?”

He scowled, looking up at the sky.

“The least you could do is thank me. And don’t go thinking I did it to be nice or anything,” he growled. “I’m only giving it to you because I don’t wanna be catching a cold from you. And it’s my hoodie, so don’t get it dirty!”

You blushed, finally realizing he was only wearing a tank top.

“No no, you really don’t have to do this,” you panicked. “It’s cold out, I don’t want you to be cold-”

“Hey, I’m not some weakling who can’t handle cold weather!” He yelled. “I already gave it to you so just put it on!”

“Okay, okay,” you mumbled, your blush deepening as you hesitantly slid his hoodie on. It was so warm, it sort of smelled like caramel.

‘Ahhh, I can’t believe my crush gave me his hoodie! That's so cute! No, don’t read too much into this, (Y/n)!’ You thought to yourself, your emotions and brain clashing.

Bakugou’s scowl only deepened. Why did you have to look so cute in his hoodie? It was stupid that you could do these gross things to his heart.

“You didn’t answer my first question,” he said. “What are you doing out here?”

“Oh, right,” you remembered. “I was just feeling a little bit homesick, is all.”

He raised an eyebrow.

“And what was looking at the stars gonna do?”

“Well, you see,” you smiled, recalling some of your fondest memories, “my family used to stargaze all the time together. They probably still do, but obviously I can’t join them anymore since I live here now. It’s funny,” you chuckled, “my parents used to point out all the constellations to us, but I really don’t remember how to find them anymore. I wish I did,” you added wistfully.

Bakugou huffed, “It’s really not that hard. Here,” he said, plopping down, right next to you, “you see that bright star over there?” He pointed out to a star towards the east. “That’s the tip of Andromeda…”

You completely zoned out, hearing everything except for his words.

‘There’s less than an inch of space between us!’ You mentally screamed, the shy teenage girl in you taking over.

‘Why? Why is he so close?’

He shifted slightly, pointing to another star, not paying attention as he practically leaned into you. The cold night air did nothing to cool your cheeks down, and you could still feel his warmth through the hoodie.

'Does he even know what he's doing?!'

"Oi, are you even listening?” He snapped, looking you directly in the eye.

“Oh, yeah, mhm!” You nodded, your inner panic doubling . “Uh, how do you know all this stuff anyway?” You asked. “I didn’t take you for the type of person who cares about the stars.”

“Eh, my old man taught me some of this stuff,” he shrugged.

“Oh wow, that’s nice,” you said, fixing your gaze at the stars and you refused to look at him, trying to calm down.

“Tch, you’re being so obvious,” he muttered. "Screw you."

That caught your attention.

“Obvious? And what do you mean by- hm?!”

You froze as Bakugou grabbed you by the collar, stopping you mid-sentence as his lips suddenly descended upon yours. His hands traveled from your collar to your face, holding you as finally melted into his kiss, your mind quieting.

As the two of you parted, he smirked slightly at the sight of your pink face, enjoying the thought of being the only guy to fluster you so much.

You looked away sheepishly, rubbing the back of your neck.

"So when you said I was being obvious…?"

“I know you have a crush on me,” he said, “and I’ve known for a while.”

“You have?” You stiffened. “Then why…?”

“It was only until recently that I realized my own feelings,” he sighed. “I like you, okay? And I know this isn’t the first confession you’ve received either,” he huffed in annoyance, “but I like you way more than any of those other extras think they do!”

You smiled a little, a warm feeling blooming in your chest.

“I know I’m probably not the first to like you either,” you said, “but I like you a lot more than they do too.”

He looked away, a red tint coloring his face.

“Damn right,” he muttered, wrapping an arm around you.

“Does this mean I’m your girlfriend now?” You asked.

“Tch, of course it does, idiot! Don’t even think about letting any other guys get close to you!” He fumed, his grip on you tightening slightly.

You chuckled, laying your head on his shoulder.

“I wouldn’t even dream of it.”

And it was underneath the light of Andromeda that you shared your second kiss with Bakugou Katsuki, along with many others in the times to come.

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[beann-e]

I have a head cannon that bakugou would not be sweet to who he liked or dated and instead deny it and hate on them even more.

The reason being because he doesn’t really understand feelings so, when he’s talking badly about you he just assumes it’s normal and a bit funny at the lies he’s spitting that his just continuously friends are eating up.

he’s been talking bad about people for years so , who cares if your his s/o your no acceptation all people are equal in his mind. Now lemme explain please fall in line and hold a buddys hand kids we’re going on a trip inside my brain

It wasn’t easy getting the spiky haired male to ask you out honestly if someone asked you , which they’d never dare since they’d never know per bakugous request him saying it’s not their business , how you two got together you would shrug your shoulders and walk off.

It wasn’t that it was a boring day or a simple question that you supplied the answer for. It was that it was unusual.

You’d been at quirk practice after school in the gym like you’d usually do only this time bakugou made his way over to you.

You’d been seeing him more often when you were in the gym and you weren’t sure why until he explained that he was interested in your workout routine saying you two could have a contest to see who’s was more grueling

It seemed like fun so like any competitive person you agreed. Only for him to tap out on day two your laughs swirling around the gym as he fought so hard to say he only lost because he just didn’t like how the air would hit his ass crack anytime he did your little girly squats you’d wrote down for him.

You couldn’t say you weren’t both confused and happy when he let the air calm down before he spoke “ i’m kind of conflicted “ his eyes coming up to look at yours from the floor “ could you maybe help me“

“ of course what’s up “

“ i’m at a standstill “

“ more like a sit still “ you joked eyes peering down at his straight face “ yeah ok let’s imagine that didn’t happen —continue “

“ uh yeah anyways — i’m at a standstill because honestly I like your shit workout “ he shook his head to the floor “ but I also like you so I find myself thinking if I couldn’t get through your workout even though I enjoyed it so much could I “

his voice rasped shakily “ could I get through a relationship with you even though I like you even more “

truthfully you’d wish you’d said no because right now you wanted nothing more than to just be friends with the male sitting across the room from you.

It’s not that you didn’t like him of course you did he was hot , smart, and felt strongly about his goals but, he was an asshole.

Not in the aspect of hes just mean and rude but he was an all around prick as he laughed with his friends from across the room.

Their voices only getting louder as you sat alone a few seats away from them trying to complete some work on your desk you’d just been given “ dude gotta admit class 1-A’s got some hot chicks “

“ yeah honestly minas top three if we’re being truthful “

“mina dude come on have you seen jirou “

“ don’t even get me started “ denkis voice came out in a soft groan “ god I would— “

“ yeah yeah all that jazz but “ seros voice came out soft. His hand coming up to point at the seat as you sat in with your head down eyes furrowed in anger at the math on your paper that wasn’t syncing up with your brain right now

“ y/n “ his fist tightened as he groaned “ y/n could get it on all accounts — the car “

“ you don’t have a car “ denkis voice came out as sero continued

“ the school bathroom “

“ but which one ? because one of you would have to go in the wrong sex’s unless its a handicap or family stal-“

“the fucking dorms “

“ y/n ? “ kirishima asked quickly “ y/n l/n ? “

“ fuck yeah “

“ hmm “ kirishima studied you before shaking his head “ honestly kinda hot never really paid attention to that stuff before though “

“ what the fuck how can’t you “

“ uh i’m more so a personality guy “

“ so by personality would you fuck em ‘ “

“ not to be vulgar but of course “ his answer taking no time “ y’know how fun they’d be in a relationship though not just with sex ? imagine cuddles—fuck —what about cuddle monster y/n maybe ? god that’d be so hot “

denki getting restless as he held his thoughts in from the other males. His mind spazzing before finally getting to speak “ i’d fuck her too “ he yelled everyone’s eyes going sharp on the boy before he coughed “ id rock it too — we’re talking about getting mullets “

“ oh boys that’d be kinda hot “ you said laughing sarcastically sero turning to you smiling softly “ oh yeah on who in particular “

“ mm totally blondie over there “

“ the fuck ? “ his eyes shot away from denkis and moved to yours anger pouring through his gaze making you jerk back a little in surprise “ the hell you mean i’d look hot “

your eyebrows creased “ well because I — you do you would “

“ don’t go talking out of your ass you hear me—shit people like you don’t deserve to talk to anyone about looks “ your mouth went dry at his lazer stare.

His lips curling up into a smirk before he shook his head “ these assholes are talking about fucking you yknow “ he whispered to you “ you gonna let em ? you gonna let em right? because that’s the only attention you’d ever get right “

“ bakubro hold up chill out “

“ yeah bakubro chill out “ you said your gaze wavering from the hard one you’d had when you felt the heat radiating off of him no comfort coming from him to you only confusing you more. Had you two been in a secret argument that you knew nothing about

“ whatever “ he leaned back in his chair as the class went back to what they were doing your hands gripping the pencil when the class got even louder but you only searching for your boyfriends voice easily drowning out the others

“ i’d never fuck “ your heart broke at the deep voice youd identified

“ dude seriously come on with the lies —fucking beautiful “

“ correctomundo my friend their absolutely stunning “

his laugh ripping through their claims hand jerking back to point at you “ you think their beautiful much less hot ? “

“ yeah you don’t ? “ denki spat all of them looking at the boy like he was crazy for enjoying this obviously racy topic right now much less taking the wrong side of the debate

“ I literally just sat here and said I wouldn’t fuck em’ pokémon —so you can guess what that correlates to “

“ hey dude why’re you being sucha a dick —the personality’s top tier even if your stupid enough to think their not at least hot“ kirishima putting the ending words in quotation marks honestly a bit upset with his friend

“ hey watch it your over here defending an extra like your gonna make moves on em “ he laughed “ I advise otherwise “

you let out a sigh thinking he’d finally stopped acting the way he was. Your mind preparing to only give him the silent treatment for today and then tomorrow peppering him with kisses until he laughed and apologized for his words

Heart only being snatched away from your body when you heard his deep vibrating voice cut through the room “ probably gonna give you a rash from all the shit that’s on their mouth all the time “

it’s just lipgloss.

Lipgloss bakugou bought you packs of earlier this week after he swore he loved the taste and scent.

moving to wipe at it gently with the sleeve of your outfit him still going causing tears to start building up in your eyes “ bet the bitch doesn’t even shower —had em’ over for a project last night had to wash my sheets and blanket —took hours last night “

“ oh “ denki let out “ I was a bit confused when I saw you at the laundry room at 3 in the morning.

Tears blurring your vision as you thought about his earlier words when he’d given you your favorite sweater of his after saying he’d washed it for you because he knew you wouldn’t do it yourself because in his words ‘ you would never wash it without his help because you were a creep and didn’t want to erase his smell or some shit ‘

“ yeah —smelled so bad im telling you stay away you don’t wanna ask em’ out “

you moved to grab your phone as he kept talking you typing out a message as best as you could before hitting send. His hand moving off the desk and going in his pants pocket to pull his phone out keeping it hidden under the table eyes trailing over the screen

Firefighter >3

baby are we arguing

if your mad at me please just tell me don’t just talk shit about me in front of your friends

him locking his phone and placing it on his desk before you typed out one more message him letting out a sigh as he grabbed for it again

firefighter >3

if you keep going we’re over

“ but imagine whoever bags them apart from bakugou at least since we all know he’s all anti hot y/n “

“ they’d be so lucky “

“ yeah right “ he spoke lowly almost trying to hide his voice from you eyes glued to his phone “ wouldn’t dare “

“ wouldnt dare what bakugou “

“ oh wouldnt dare be —-be lucky “ he locked his phone again “ feel bad for the person dating them all the shit they gotta go through put up with , claims they make through message and not with real words, being too much of a pussy to speak up for themselves“

he shook his head softly eyes twitching “ you wouldn’t put up with that —you couldn’t put up with that your not built for it you gotta have tough skin y’know like me “

he licked his lips moving to sit up straighter when hearing his phone vibrate “ don’t uh “

firefighter >3

one more bakugou

one more bakugou katsuki and were over

his eyes darting over to yours before his eyebrows furrowed and body shook in anxiousness he couldn’t figure out what to do.

He was an asshole you knew this so why the fuck were you being such a crybaby now? did he pick the wrong person to date he thought you were strong

He genuinely just wanted to keep these creeps away from what’s his by scaring them off he wasn’t doing anything wrong? well at least in his eyes

He moved to talk again trying his best to string together a nice sentence “ just don’t uh ask —ask em’ out —-their utter dog shit when it comes to relationships leave it to someone who can handle that y’know “

he relaxed into his chair at his victory when he watched you throw your phone to the table and fix your skirt and standup. Him sighing out when you picked up your stuff to leave “ thank all might “ he whispered head shooting to lean back against his desk chair and look up at the sky blood running cold when his phone vibrated against the table

firefighter >3

all your shits gonna be outside my dorm door. So you might want to come collect it before I have half and half lighting campfires tonight

y’know since i’m such a shit person —gotta hope your bestie deku can give me some after school lessons on personalities. He’s so sweet I bet he’ll fix me right up

screw you katsuki see you in hell

“ the —the fuck what did —the hell did I do wrong “ he screamed when he saw you slam the classroom door after flicking him off

his friends eyes moving from the door to bakugous phone that he’d thrown on the table.

Todorokis eyes going wide when he read his stupid nickname given to him by the steamy male “ I —I uh“ he coughed “ I think i’m gonna go help y/n since their now single—don’t want em’ getting hurt with amateur fire starters again when i’m right here “

his stone face peered down at the red faced boy “ I mean that is ok with you bakugou seeing as though you two were most likely in a relationship by the messages before today “

“ you asshole did you go through me and my s/o’s messages “

“ judging by the series of recent text I don’t believe that’s the case for you two anymore “ he reached to grab his backpack saying a formal goodbye before he spoke “ I feel like i’m needed by a very —very perfectly intelligent unshitty person right now “

seros voice coming out softly as he let bakugous phone fall to the table disappointment in his eyes “ look uh —dude you didn’t have to mess your relationship up just to go against us ? “ he winced at the claim“ honestly you could’ve stayed quiet the whole time —it’s not like we agreed with you anyways “

bakugou leaned back in his chair anger swirling in his stomach as he felt his body sweat at the new heat spreading throughout his whole body.

How the hell did he mess up where the hell did he mess up he explained to you he wasn’t gonna treat you any differently than any other extra here and that went for basic conversations too

Maybe he went a bit far with the dont date em ‘ that was probably it you didn’t like how he said don’t date you because he was the only one who could handle you right ?

He shook his head a bit confused you just wanted him to say that you could handle yourself and didn’t need him right ?

So , why the hell did he feel like he’d done something wrong he wasn’t stupid but he just wasn’t well versed in feelings. He already didn’t know how to handle his own so how was he expected to handle another persons.

To him his words were normal he talked about all people like this hell, he bullied deku for 3 years going as far as to make a special nickname for him

that wasn’t even the worse he could’ve done and you knew that so why was he in trouble and worrying about Icy hot taking his place

He was honestly confused?

Could words really be that hurtful?

could his words really be that hurtful ?

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[milliumizoomi]

𝓣𝓗𝓔 𝓡𝓘𝓓𝓔 !

Pairings: A! KiriTodoBakuDeku x O! Black Fem! Reader

Synopsis: You, your friends and all your pups went out and it took a turn none of you were expecting.

Warnings: Mentions of massive injury, Angst, Cursing.

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They ran.

That’s all they could really do. Running and frantically searching for you, the villain and rescuing citizens as well. This was one of those days that people would be terrified. It was horrible. People screaming, children crying and what made it worst of all.. is the place all of this is happening.

It was a pro hero’s job to protect citizens so they would get used to sights like these. But with the lingering thought in their mind that all of this devastation was happening in the place that no one say coming made their skin crawl.

“HELP..! PLEASE!! PLEASE HELP ME!” A citizen cried, stuck under rubble with blood streaming down her face. Midoriya flew over there as fast as he could and managed to safely get her out. “Hey! Ok I got you ok! Please keep your eyes open if you can!” He stated to her as her body was becoming heavier and heavier by the minute. While other pros who were more of rescuers came and took the woman from Midoriya, the other men ran forward, doing their best to save all the citizens that needed help while still in search of you.

A couple minutes pass and at the moment, all four of the heroes were helping citizens evacuate the area. At this time they were in the middle of the carnival where the Ferris wheel is located. “WHERE THE HELL IS Y/N AND THAT DAMN VILLAIN!” Bakugou yelled in frustration. It had been a couple minutes since anyone had detected anything from the villain. They have been stressing severely after the incident with the pups. They were thinking the worst.

“Bakubabe calm down.. you know that we’re all on edge about this situation and—“ Just before Kirishima could finish his sentence, a pound explosion and a bloodcurdling screaming was heard. And somebody in the crowd recognized the scream. The boys did too.

“Y/N?!” The mystery person said. They pushed through the crowd. “SO IT IS HER!!” Kirishima yelled, extremely panicked. The person made their way to where the heroes were. “IS THAT MY DAUGHTER?!” your mother screamed while crying. Your father came up behind her comforting her as she screamed. “BOYS! WHERE.IS.MY.DAUGHTER!!” Your father yelled as well, seeing red. The boys froze. They were not expecting to see their parents in law at a time like this. “Wait sir let me explain..” Todoroki started, wanting to avoid the unnecessary argument and also to avoid the lingering eyes on them.

The media knew nothing of you. They didn’t know you were connected to some of the most powerful heroes in society. So that meant not even the citizens knew. You were kept secret, to avoid villains trying to target you and now the pups. “But can we talk about it in private?” Todoroki continued, not wanting to talk about it in the setting where the citizens are within an earshot.

Your parents nodded and shakily walked to a corner. The boys then explained what they know and how the situation happened. Your parents were shaken. They never expected this to happen. “WELL PLEASE GO AHEAD! PLEASE SAVE HER!” Your mother cried. The boys nodded and bid farewell and took off.

“The bastard is gonna pay if there’s on mark on her..” Bakugou growled as he propelled himself faster in the air with his quirk. “Oh most definitely..” Todoroki said with a feral tone.

As they are nearing the area the explosion was, there was another one. And then the same voice was heard.

Your voice.

You screamed, “DO WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT TO ME BUT I WILL NOT LET YO BITCHASS TOUCH MY FAMILY!!” The boys froze. That was you..? “You got guts going up to me.. but that’s a pretty little quirk you got there” the villain laughed at you. “I’m gonna have fun killing you..” the villain continued as he charged at you.

“WE GOTTA GO!” Midoriya screamed. The boys finally reached the area. The other heroes were dealing with other villains in the area. It was said that this villain the boys are going after was the strongest there. As they finally reached the area, their eyes widened at what they saw.

You stood in the middle of a lot of rubble all battered and beat up. The alpha marks that littered your neck were stained with blood. Your clothes were tattered and your hair was all frizzy. The boys looked over to the side where they saw your two friends laying there unconscious.

You were protecting them.

And it looks like there was a struggle. You were stumbling over your own feet at times. No wonder you quirk disabled in the air with the pups inside. You had the overexerted yourself. “Oh.. we’ll look what we have here..!” The villain cackled evilly. This alerted you as you shakily turned around to have your eyes be met with your alphas. “A..alp-“ you said weakly. You were so weak it’s the only thing you could get out before the villain grabbed you by your throat.

“I’d advise you stay back before I pop this one open!” He said menacingly. The boys saw red. As far as they were concerned, he was the reason you were hanging onto your life, he was reason their pups may have trauma from this experience, he was the reason their family may never be the same. “You.. MOTHERFUCKER!!”Bakugou screamed as he charged at the villain. “YOU DID THIS! YOU DIRTY ASS BITCH!!” Kirishima yelled behind, charging at the villain as well. “WE’LL KILL YOU!!” Midoriya said, doing the same as Kirishima and Bakugou. “THIS WILL NOT BE FORGIVEN!!” Todoroki screamed, following suit.

They all charged at the villain with the intent to kill him. They didn’t hold back at all. In a state of shock, the villain dropped you. Before you could hit the ground, Midoriya was quick to swoop in and grab your body. “I’m so sorry we didn’t come sooner my love.. we’ll finish this in a second then get you the help you need...ok?” He said. You nodded weakly and smiled letting him know you were ok. He set you on the ground, near your friends then went back to the fight. You managed to crawl closer to your friends’ unconscious bodies to put their heads in your lap. You sat up against the rubble and tried to relaxed your body but all you could feel was pain.

As the boys were still fighting the villain, debris flying all over the place, the villain began to speak. “WHY ARE YOU SO WORKED UP OVER A LOWLY OMEGA?!” He cried, obviously loosing the fight. “THATS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!” Todoroki yelled angrily. “AND DONT YOU DARE CALL HER LOWLY!!” Midoriya chimed in. “YOU’VE RUINED SO MANY LIVES TODAY AND HAVE THE AUDACITY TO ASK THAT YOU SON OF A BITCH?!” Bakugou continued, still beating the crap out of the villain. “YOU GOT SOME GUTS ASKING US THAT RIGHT NOW!” Kirishima added.

As this was happening, you heard a cry. It had to be enhanced by a quirk because it was a pup’s voice. Your eyes widened. “AMI! LITTLE PUP IS THAT YOU?!” You screamed. “MAMA!” She screamed back. That was your quirk.

Voice Adaptation.

You could basically do anything with your voice, whether it be making a shield, the orbs your pups were flying in or just sending messages, you could do it and apparently so can your pup. “Pup huh..” the villain groaned. He then slithered his way out of the boys and said, “LET’S SEE IF YOU’LL BE SO TOUGH WHEN I KILL THAT USELESS LITTLE DOG!” He screamed and started making his way to where the pups were. You were enraged and terrified. First of all, he just called your pup a useless dog and he’s now targeting your babies. “NO PLEASE, I’M BEGGING YOU!” You pleaded. The boys already took off after the villain, while terrified. ‘I have to do something I can’t just sit here!’ You thought to yourself wearily. After a few moments, your eyes then widened, finally getting a plan.

‘MOM?! MOM CAN YOU HEAR ME?!’ You said, sending a message to your mom through your mind with the use of your quirk. ‘Y/N?! SWEETHEART YOU’RE OK?!’ She replied. ‘I’LL BE FINE! BUT I NEED YOUR HELP! AND PLEASE CARRY DAD!’ You told her hastily. She sensed the urgency in your voice and said ‘I’LL BE RIGHT THERE!’ You slumped down and waited. A couple seconds later your mother and father appeared in front of you. “WHAT’S WRONG?!” Your mother screamed worriedly. “I can’t explain it right now but dad can you please pick up my friends and mom can you teleport all of us outside to where the ambulances are?!” You begged. Your parents looked at you, then each other then got stern looks. “Let’s go!” Your dad said as he picked up your two friends.

As this was happening, the boys was still in pursuit of the slimy squid like villain. “YEAH HELLO?! WERE IN PURSUIT! THE VILLIAN JUST STARTED TO RUN AWAY AND HE’S HEADING TO THE AMBULANCES! EVACUATE ALL THE CITIZENS IMMEDIATELY!!” Midoriya yelled into the communication device he had. “WE HAVE TO GET ALL THE PEOPLE OUT OF THERE! BUT WE HAVE TO GO BACK FOR Y—“ Kirishima started but was cut off by something.

It was your voice. You were talking to them.

‘Hello..! Alphas can you hear me?’ Your voice said in their head. ‘We’re here baby, we’re here! We’re coming back for you ok?!’ Todoroki communicated back to you. ‘No! Don’t! I’m fine’ you stated. ‘What the hell do you mean you’re fine?! With those injuries you could pass out at any moment!’ Bakugou says back. ‘Im serious! Keep going after the villain! My parents are here and their taking me to the ambulances!’ You told them sternly. ‘NO BABY WAI—‘ and before Midoriya could finish his sentence, your quirk cut off. All the alphas look at each other, decided if they should go back or not. “I have a bad feeling about this..” Kirishima says wearily, still chasing the villain. “OH LOOKS LIKE WERE HERE~” the villain laughs, drawing the boys out of their thoughts.

“FUCK!” Bakugou yelled. The boys watched as you teleported with your parents to the ambulances. They said a few things to you as you nodded your head. They left with the heroes that were directing them away.

For some reason, their stomachs were twisting. They had a lingering feeling that somethings wasn’t right.

You were looking around, silently begging to see your pups. The villain then charged at you but you managed to jump away in the split second if time you had left. “Y/N! GET OUT OF HERE!” Todoroki yelled. They didn’t wanna see you get hurt. You were so focused on finding the pups that you didn’t even hear him.

“THERE YOU ARE!” The villain said, alerting you and the boys. You looked over at him and saw that Ami, along with her three brother, Katsuo, Haru, and Izuko standing there in the care of a pro hero. “And looks like she’s got siblings.. Oh this is gonna be great!” The villain cackled. He charged at them. “NO!” The boys yelled in togetherness. They all ran after the villain. “DON’T LET HIM GET TO THEM! GET THEM OUT OF HERE!” Kirishima yelled, alerting the heroes. “HAHA I GOT YOU NOW!” The villain cried menacingly as he appeared infront of the wide eyed pups. He swung his tentacle as herd as he could and brung it down.

He hit something. But he didn’t hear crying. He opened his eyes to see you standing there, with a victorious smirk on your face, blood seeping out of the corner of your face and mouth. You looked up at him and said “I—.. I told you I wouldn’t.. let you touch... my family..—“ Your voice came out weak and hoarse. This was the breaking point to all those attacks you had to endure before. You had heard a loud crack and pop on impact. And it would be an understatement to say it hurt a lot. You knew that you were at your limit. “Y/N!!” Everyone who knew you cried out. The villain retracted his tentacle. “M-mama?!” Your pups cried, clawing at your legs. They looked up at you teary eyed. “M’ok babies, mommy’s gonna be just fi..—” you started weakly. Your vison started to get blurry. And darkness was the only thing you could see. “Get.. get them away.. don’t wanna fall.. on th..” you started to get out. You knew you were going to faint so you didn’t wanna fall on your pups. Your body began to fall. Before you hit the ground, you felt somebody catch you. By the way they held you, you knew it was one of your alphas. You could hear muffled screams. Your body soon went limp in the arms of whomever was holding you as you could do nothing but welcome the darkness.

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[kaeyas-beloved]

I Knew You Could Do It

Midoriya Izuku x Sister!Reader (Platonic/She/Her) || BnHA

Summary: Izuku shows his sister how much he’s grown in the years she was absent

Warning(s): None 

Note: This is a request I got from AO3 for a part two to this one-shot I did awhile back. 

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(Y/N) Midoriya, back from the dead it seems. 

Her reappearance was nothing short of a miracle. Aizawa, knowing it was only appropriate, allowed Izuku to go along with his sister and share the groundbreaking news with their mother. The tired teacher did have to make them both promise to be back for the final class of the day though: hero training.

After patching up the elder Midoriya’s wounds, the duo hit the streets of Musutafu, heading to the apartment of Inko Midoriya. Taking this time to catch up a little on the years that were stripped away from them, Izuku began right after she was deemed deceased. He recalled the suffocating feelings of hopelessness both him and their mother felt, how neither would dare go into her room and how it seemed impossible to move forward.

(Y/N), who remained silent throughout the retelling of the past, couldn't bear the thought of her family in such a heartbreaking state. The mere mention of their despair shattered her own heart and she momentarily fell into a dark and depressing mindset: if only she had been stronger back then, maybe then she would have made it home safe and sound... She’s the reason they were--

"But, now that you're back I think things will get better for all of us. We can try and go back to how we used to be!" Izuku smiled, his optimism a truly admirable trait. All (Y/N) could do was nod and pray that that was what was going to happen - that things will go back to some sense of normal one day.

After all, years lost don't heal instantly just because she’s returned.

It wasn't long before a familiar apartment door came into view. Though, with its impending approach, so did a wave of nervousness which bubbled up within the Pro Hero. What would her mother's reaction be? How much has she changed? How mad will she be? Would she actually believe that her daughter is alive or will she turn her away and deny it?

These thoughts swirled within her head and coming home started to appear more and more like a mistake. 

“It’ll be alright (Y/N)-chan, there's no need to be afraid. Mom will love to see you again, I just know it,” Izuku grinned, nudging his sister. She wasn’t fully convinced, but it was now or never she guessed. So, urged on by the teens encouragement she straightened up, swallowed the lump and fears she had before knocking on the cold, steel grey door. What felt like ages passed by until the creak of the door filled the silent afternoon air. The world slowed almost agonizingly as the second most important person in her life that she's missed oh so dearly started to come into view.

"Yes? Who is it?" A sweet, feminine voice called out, sounding no different to (Y/N) than it did years ago; that thought alone brought an ounce of comfort with it. 

Eyes hot and brimming with unshed tears, the mere sound of her mother’s voice was a lot to take in that first anticipated; what nearly broke the dam was coming face to face with the woman herself - no doubt at any moment she’ll start bawling. It didn't matter how much her mother changed, it never really did, the effect was always going to be the same.

"Mom...?" she struggled to voice out, any and every sound she made broken and with a sob on the tip of her tongue, "I-I'm home..." 

Recognition sparked in Ink’s green shaded eyes. (Y/N) could've said nothing at all or a simple few words, this as well didn’t matter, either way Inko would've instantly recognized who was at her door. A mother can always make out the voice and visage of her child no matter the differences there may be.

Tears began to stream down the woman's face, overcome with a multitude of different emotions as she barreled into her long lost daughter. And with the feeling of being able to hug her mother again, (Y/N) too let the tears flow, composure be damned. This was more important. Nothing, absolutely nothing can compare to the feeling of being reunited with one another.

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Afternoon passed by far too fast for the Midoriya family. Inko, hesitant to let her children go after just getting one back, had to gain reassurance from them both (something she definitely needed): they’re only going to the school, and classes end in just a little over two hours - they'd both be back in no time. 

Hero training began soon after the pair returned and instructions were given to the class of aspiring heroes, all of which were spread out across Gym Gamma. The exercise for today? Save the civilians and capture the villains. An easy mission for most Pro Heroes who've been out in the field for some time, but definitely challenging to newbies in quite a few ways. 

When the bell went off many rushed forward to the front entrance to their respective buildings, some being flashier and more noticeable than others *cough Bakugou cough*. (E/c) eyes stayed on one person and one person only, hellbent on watching her brother. She both wants and needs to know how much he's grown since he was a kid.

Izuku on the other hand was shaking unnoticeably for once; nothing more than a tremor of his hands. He's nervous, obviously, but also ecstatic; the one who kept telling him that he could become a hero even without possessing a quirk, the one who decided to train him and give him a chance - she's here, not too far away from the training grounds. It’s a dream come true. 

He’s got to show his favourite hero (other than All Might) that he's grown from the quirkless little boy she knew once upon a time. That all that she gave him didn't go to waste. He has to put his all into this one, more so than ever before - his hero is watching.   

"Alright here's the plan-," the coms had a moment of static but (Y/N) could tell that her brother was continuing on with giving orders and guidance to his teammates. From her spot in the observation room she recognized a look in his eye - the analytic look he had when he jotted down notes about other Pro Heroes, their quirks, movements, attack patterns. He was evaluating the situation, choosing the best course of action. 

'That's right Izu, know your surroundings. Where is everything, what can you do with what and who you have...'

In the closing minutes of training, Izuku delivered a Full Cowl kick and right then, as he was able to maintain control of his attack, execute it beautifully while still showing off all his progress, it finally hit (Y/N).

All these years, even without her around to give pointers or encourage him, Izuku continued on his own to strive towards his dreams, never fully losing hope. And he’s living those dreams, actually living them: he’s made it to UA, he’s training to be a hero, he even developed a quirk for crying out loud!

As school ended, students changing back into their uniforms and leaving for the day, (Y/N) waited just outside the gates. Izuku called out to her as soon as she came into view, the returned hero perking up. She waited until the greenette stopped right in front of her before pulling the boy into a tight embrace. 

“You were pretty cool today Izuku,” she told him, tone soft like he was back to being four again.

“R-really!?” he pulled back from the hug, tears resting at the edge of his eyes. That’s all he’s ever wanted to hear from the person he’s looked up to since he was a kid. (Y/N) nodded, smiling softly as she patted him on the shoulder, eyes softening and almost reminiscent. He truly has grown... 

“Yeah… see, you can become a hero. I always knew you could do it…” 

The dam of tears bursted for the young hero, his arms wrapping his older sister up in a hug once more, fingers clutching the fabric of her top. She made no move to pry him off, letting him get it all out as the sun set behind the two, casting their shadows on the pavement.

The future was looking pretty bright for them.

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