#as mean as katsuki can be i think he's sexually repressed

[kingdaddydaichi]

DAICHI || kuroo || OIKAWA || OSAMU || suga || ushijima || GOJO || SUKUNA || AIZAWA || DABI/TOUYA || ENJI || katsuki || SHOUTO

#wow something about those todoroki boys #as mean as katsuki can be i think he's sexually repressed #and even when he's liberated i feel like he's more...modest? #king dom daddy daichi 👑 #on the other hand is upstanding in public but takes charge and can be so MEAN behind closed doors 😮‍💨 #daichi #kuroo #oikawa #silver fox osamu #foxy scrub is foxy #suga suga 🍯🍯 #ushijima #wakatoshi #gojo #sukuna #aizawa #dabi #touya #enji #endeavor #katsuki my hero ❤️‍🩹 #katsuki #bakugou #bakugo #shouto #shoto #todoroki #haikyuu #jjk #mha

[whentheresmoonlight]

Why Katsuki reads as queer coded.

Long before I shipped bkdk, Katsuki read as a queer character to me. Not meaning that Hori was assigning a sexual orientation to him but that he has qualities that parallel or make sense within the common narrative of the (western, I'm reading this through a western lens) queer experience. Here's why:

Disclaimer that this isn't to say that these traits make someone queer or that Katsuki is being intentionally written as queer, it's just reading Katsuki through a queer theory lens 👍

1. Perfectionism

Katsuki, if nothing else, is an incredibly hard worker. It's clear that in middle school, he worked to be at the top of his class. While he's a naturally intelligent and talented guy--as we see with his early skills in both sports and kanji in flashbacks--it's implied that he works for it. He doesn't have to work as hard as Izuku does, but it seems as though he works harder than, say, Todoroki does. I interpret this due to the way he berates his friends for underachieving in class. He knows that he's inherently smart, but he also knows that he achieves what he does via hard work, and so--as with Izuku in the flashbacks--he doesn't understand why his peers don't achieve the same.

Perfectionism is a classic queer-coded trait because it's a shield. If I'm otherwise perfect, no one can hate me for the thing that makes me different. It's a queer impulse to try and disguise "negative" traits with armor in the form of positive traits. You see this in people who are bullied becoming the class clown, for example, using comedy as their armor. If a queer person is afraid of not being loved for who they are, there's an impulse to be valued for what they can offer. This can manifest in overachieving and overcompensating so that they are never looked at with scrutiny, so that they can never be found out.

Katsuki makes himself scrupulous. He has an interest in maxing out every merit-based skill that he can so that he is no longer able to be scrutinized. He even takes advantage of popularity despite not liking people, as it's social capital and makes him more untouchable. He doesn't ever want anyone to look deeper than the skills that he offers. And when this strategy is interrupted, we see--

2. Anger

Anger comes from fear of vulnerability. In the context of the queer experience, this can easily be a reflex to keep people at a distance, as the perfectionism does, and a manifestation of repression. For Katsuki, it's both.

I don't think I need to put much explanation into how anger distances Katsuki from others. People's first impression is to fear him and then either avoid him or follow behind him. This collapses somewhat at UA, where people don't fear him, but it keeps him from forming bonds with people on any other basis than mutual respect. There's not a lot of intimacy like we see in, say, the early Todoroki + Iida + Izuku dynamics.

There's an argument to be made that Katsuki's explosive personality is a nature/nurture mix from his mother. That he's mirroring her behavior and that's basically it. No repression or fear involved. But we don't see enough of his parents/childhood to really spell that out. What we do get a good view of is his early desires from Izuku.

In those aforementioned flashback scenes, we see Katsuki not simply being confused when Izuku is unable to juggle a soccer ball, skip stones, or read kanji--Katsuki is upset by it. He's having strong feelings that he doesn't understand (not necessarily romantic! They're young!) and he covers them with anger. This continues through to middle school, when Katsuki is angry that Izuku is applying to UA, angry when they're paired against each other in the first partner exercise and Izuku has some success, when they're paired together for the final exam. These are BIG feelings and what for?

At first, Katsuki wanted Izuku to be on his same level, in the flashback scenes, and he was let down when Izuku wasn't. Then, after the river scene, Katsuki switches, and wants Izuku to be pushed down, to prove his own superiority in the face of Izuku's inherent goodness. This pairs his need to be perfect with an inability to face his admiration for Izuku. When he begins to see enviable qualities in Izuku, he represses those positive impressions. Whether or not you're reading bnha through a bkdk lens, there is repression here. Katsuki doesn't want to feel that there is something desirable about Izuku, that there's something he could be given by Izuku. That feels unsafe to his sense of self, and hence: anger. Anger, which is a trait also found in--

3. Masculinity

Masculinity is different culture to culture, and I'm not cultured enough to unpack the differences between western and JP representations of masculinity, so we're just gonna cast a wide net here.

Katsuki's parents are fashion designers, yet Katsuki pursues the absolute most violent career path that exists. And yes, this is because being a hero is the best (meaning very public to a young child with the trappings of fame and valor), and because his quirk is compatible with it, but that's not where the story ends.

All Might is Katsuki's role model. And yet, the persona Katsuki takes up is nothing like All Might's. As stated earlier, Katsuki is smart. He's smart enough to recognize that All Might is kind, friendly, generous, and likeable and that those are inextricable parts of his brand. And yet, Katsuki goes out of his way to instead be cold, mean, and unapproachable.

Again, wide net, but these are masculine traits. They keep a person closed off and inaccessible. They make it impossible to get close enough to really see a person. This is the same kind of shield that the perfectionism provides: armor against intimacy and scrutiny.

And, of course, the thing that a man can never be is weak. Weak is feminine. For a man, weakness is queer.

Katsuki's greatest fear seems to be being found out as weak. We begin to see him unpacking this, as he begins to admit to himself that Izuku is stronger than him, but, of course, we also see just how much work goes into him unpacking it. It only comes from honest self-reflection about himself, his bad defense mechanisms, and his relationship with Izuku. With introspection, he fears weakness less.

In conclusion

Queer theory is about heteronormativity and what it means when a person deviates from the norm into queerness. Katsuki's story in bnha is very much one of a character having many layers of armor to make him free from scrutiny, and slowly peeling those off to reveal his imperfections. This is the queer arc of a character being closeted, to a character coming out. Again, it's not to say that Katsuki is literally in the coming out process, it's to say that his narrative arc is a very queer arc, and it always felt that way to me. And, of course, as a bkdk, I see both those original closeting moments and the coming out moments as pretty much all being linked to fundamental interactions with Izuku.

Tbh, this theory is still a little half-baked. I don't know enough about queer theory, and I'm lacking a bit of cultural knowledge to give Katsuki the full breakdown. But before I had a single bnha ship, it was my impression that Katsuki was gay coded, and I've had these thoughts rattling around in my brain for over three years and I finally wanted to get them out (after a previous attempt that tumblr ate, rip). Maybe later on I'll do an analysis about who I think that Deku's experience is all about compulsory heterosexuality, hehe. Thanks for reading!

#this isn't anything too serious just something that always struck me #i'll be curious if anyone has anything to add! #meta analysis #bkdk #bakugou #headcanon #queer theory #fun fact: i used to talk about this on dating apps because i was so nuts over this. the guys were NOT interested hahaha #obviously some of these things are very common experiences and traits and i know that #but they nevertheless fit well in the common queer narrative

[flyingraijin]

How You Accidentally Turn The MHA Boys On

Ft. Bakugou, Sero, Shinso, Kirishima, Hawks, Shigaraki

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of sexual content (nothing explicit though), general chaos.

Note: So I didn’t really want to make this about physical features since I try to be as inclusive and ambiguous as possible in my writing, and obviously everyone’s body is different. As a result, this ended up being a little absurd (although, let's be honest it’s probably not out of character). I had way too much fun with this and you can definitely tell. By the end, it just turned into a joke. However… I have nothing else to post :)

Katsuki Bakugou

So, we all know this man is sexually frustrated, right? 

He’s so focussed on his hero work and climbing through the ranks that he doesn’t really allow himself a lot of time for … other things.

This means that he tends to get turned on at probably the most inconvenient times and by the most insignificant things .

Such was the case today. 

Bakugou was spending some much needed time relaxing with his friends.

Mina, Jirou, Denki, Kirishima and Sero had all be invited round to your shared apartment for drinks and snacks. 

Usually, you would have joined in on the proceedings. 

However, unfortunately for everyone, today you’d been stuck in your office underneath a mountain of paperwork for your agency. 

Bakugou couldn’t deny the fact that he’d missed you for the past few days you’d been working on this particular case.

However he was happy to have his friends  around to distract him. 

They’d been chatting for almost three hours by the time you made your first appearance from your office. 

Kaminari was the one who spotted you first. 

With a wide grin he yelled out, “Y/N!” and waved frantically at you from his spot lounging on the floor.

You grinned back at him.

“Hey everyone.”

Bakugou glanced up at the sound of your voice and immediately felt his whole mood brighten when he caught sight of your face for the first time in what seemed like forever. 

“Are you coming to sit with us?” Kirishima asked.

Sadly, you shook your head, beginning to make your way in the direction of the kitchen. 

“Unfortunately I can’t. There’s still four files I need to read though and approve before tomorrow morning.”

“Aww,” chorused everyone in disappointment, causing you to chuckle. 

“Well, if you guys stick around late enough, I may be able to spend a few minutes with you.” 

“Yaaaaay!’ the five immediately cheered, which had you laughing even more. 

Bakugou, who’d stayed silent, watched you as you moved. 

Then, just as you were passing behind the couch on which he sat, he raised his arm and draped it behind him, so that his hand hung against the back of the couch. 

Almost unconsciously as you passed by, you stretched your fingers ever so slightly to trail them lightly across the tips of his own. 

The movement was incredibly subtle and Bakugou doubted any of his friends noticed.

However, he felt his stomach suddenly do a backflip at the feather-light touch of your fingers.

Suddenly his face felt hot.

He turned his head slightly in an attempt to get another look at you but you’d already disappeared into the kitchen, probably completely oblivious to the effect you’d just had on him.

Bakugou repressed a long sigh. 

He was suddenly finding it incredibly difficult to concentrate on the idle conversation between his friends. 

All he could think about was the fact that you were in the next room and he hadn’t had a chance to touch you in so damn long.

There was an uncomfortably tight feeling growing in his pants and he shifted in his seat irritably, praying none of his friends would notice. 

Shit, was all he could think. If they find out, I’ll never fucking live this down. 

Hanta Sero

Sero was usually good at controlling his urges.

In general, he was a pretty laid back guy, in all aspects of his life. 

That included his libido - in fact, he was almost proud to admit that, unlike most of his sexually-charged friends, his relationship with his s/o was based on more than just pure desire.

Having said that however, even Sero was willing to admit that he had his moments.

One such moment occurred on a quiet evening after he’d arrived home from work. 

You had been sitting curled up on the couch reading a book, and Sero had dragged himself into the room, flopped down with his head on your lap and demanded head-scratches .

Which had led to your current position - book in one hand, the other idly trailing through Sero’s thick, dark hair.

The young man had his eyes closed, a blissful expression on his face. 

Have his hair played with had always been something he enjoyed, and the fact that it meant getting to spend time with you made it doubly good in his books. 

However he had noticed that the more engrossed you became in your book, the more you slacked off on running your fingers through his curls.

It made him pout. 

In an attempt to get you to notice him, he stirred in your lap, shifting his position just slightly. 

For a moment, your grip in his hair became firmer. 

However it relaxed almost as soon as he stilled. 

Sero pouted more. 

Trying another tactic, he turned his head to look up at you, hoping you would notice the weight of his gaze. 

You didn’t.

Sero then lifted a finger to poke you teasingly in the cheek. “Lovebug.”

Finally, you lowered your book and shifted your attention to him.

“Hm?”

He pointed to your hand resting in his hair, which had stilled completely now. 

“More,” he mumbled, suddenly feeling like a child. 

A soft smile graced your lips, a look which had Sero’s heart doing flips. 

“Fine.”

You began to scratch his scalp again and Sero settled comfortably back into his position on your lap, his eyes falling shut in bliss. 

“Mm,” he hummed in approval as your fingers moved to a new area, tugging lightly on the roots of his hair. “Feels nice.” 

“I’m sure,” you chuckled, admiring his expression. 

Sero hummed again. “A little more to the right.”

You did as he asked, watching as every muscle in his body seemed to relax.

“A little more,” Sero mumbled. “... there!”

A shiver ran through his body as your fingernails trailed over that fucking spot and he had to suppress a moan of delight. 

It felt so heavenly he almost didn’t notice the feeling of the blood suddenly rushing to that area. 

His cheeks began to burn. 

It was too late though, and you were way too fucking observant. 

“Damn,” you chuckled out loud, raising an eyebrow. “You’re really enjoying this, huh?” 

Sero shrugged, deciding to ignore his pink cheeks. 

“What can I say, I love your fingers, Lovebug.”

You blushed violently at his comment, and suddenly Sero was the one laughing. 

Hitoshi Shinso 

So we’re all in agreement that his man is a closeted freak, right? 

Good.

That said, Shinso isn’t the kind of guy who’s always lusting after you. 

It’s actually incredibly rare for him to initiate anything.

Not that he’s ever gonna deny you when you’re the one to start it

However.

There is only so much he can handle.

The time he almost snapped was the first evening after you brought your new kitten home. 

You’d been talking about getting a cat for a while and you’d finally found the perfect little ginger at your local animal shelter.

The cat was incredibly friendly with both of you already, and after rushing around your apartment exploring for a few minutes, he’d come to snuggle up with you as you sat on the lounge floor. 

You were cradling the kitten in your arms, cooing gently to it as it purred happily.

Shinso was sitting on the couch watching the pair of you interact with a soft expression on his face. 

It was no secret that he loved cats.

Neither was it a secret that he was hopelessly in love with you. 

And so seeing two of his favourite things in the world together was making him feel like he was fucking soaring.

You giggled quietly as the kitten wriggled so that it was staring up at you from your arms. 

Timidly, you held out a finger to it. 

Then you bursted out laughing as it batted at your hand with its tiny paws, eye alight with excitement. 

“Aw, look, Hitoshi, he’s so precious!” you squealed happily, glancing up at Shinso.

He grinned back at you, taking note of the light shining in your eyes. 

“What d’you wanna call him?”

You seemed to think for a minute as you continued to play with the kitten. 

“Hmm, something cute. Maybe… Mika? Or… Plagg!” (peep the Miraculous reference)

Shinso wrinkled his nose. “But he’s ginger.”

You frowned. “You’re right. Then how about... Kyo!” (peep the Fruits Basket reference)

Shinso snorted. “Well, as long as he doesn’t turn into some hot, naked, moody guy who’s gonna steal you away from me then sure. I like Kyo.”

“Kyo it is!” You raised the kitten in the air, giggling as he swiped at a strand of your hair. 

Then you glanced at Shinso. “And don’t worry. No hot, naked, moody guy is gonna steal me from you.”

There’s was something about your expression that sent Shinso reeling - maybe it was the sparkle in your eyes, or the sudden seriousness that had come over your features.

Either way, his own eyes widened and he suddenly felt warm. 

Ah crap. 

Thankfully, your attention was once again on the newly dubbed Kyo in your arms, and you didn’t notice as he frantically tried to adjust his sweats.

Eijirou Kirishima 

I honestly think Kirishima’s sex drive would always come second with regards to his impression of you.

He’s always been the kind of guy to fall for personality over anything else.

Even in his friendships. 

That said, he’s definitely not abstinent.

Because while it may come second, it’s still there. 

He just tends to hide it very well, and only lets his control slip when he knows you want it to. 

Most times, you’re oblivious. 

One such occurrence took place while you were bored during a mission brief. 

The meeting had been going on for literally four hours at that point and both you and your boyfriend were significantly out of it. 

Knowing that the hero giving the brief wouldn’t notice, you discreetly stole a pen off the table in front of you before turning to Kirishima, who sat beside you. 

Gently, you tugged at his arm. 

Kirishima looked down at you, confused. 

But when he noticed how you were trying to pull his arm in your direction, he allowed it to happen. 

You smiled happily as you rested his hand on your thigh, while allowing his forearm to rest against the armrest of the chair. 

Uncapping the pen, you began to draw on his smooth skin. 

Kirishima watched you contentedly, completely blind to the mission brief now. 

All he could focus on was the way you seemed so engrossed in drawing little doodles on his hand and arm.

The tip of your tongue poked out of the corner of your mouth as you finished off a particularly detailed smiley face. 

You let out a short, happy sigh of satisfaction before continuing with your artwork.

Kirishima was staring at the pink of your tongue as you did so. 

The cool feeling of your light breaths against his skin from where you leaned in close to inspect a drawing, coupled with the slightly ticklish feeling of the pen nib running across his skin suddenly had him feeling incredibly hot. 

He shifted uncomfortably, almost wanting to put his arm away. 

Seeing you so close was suddenly agonising to him. 

Plus, there was a tightness growing in his uniform pants that was not supposed to be there. 

However, you looked so happy that he just couldn't bring himself to take away your fun. 

Whatever, he thought to himself eventually, once he gave up on trying to adjust himself. I doubt they’ll notice anyway.

Little did he know, you had noticed. 

And you were cackling on the inside over it. 

Keigo Takami / Hawks 

Okay but there is no case that can be made for this man. 

He deserves to be in horny jail. 

Anyway.

I don’t want to say that it happens a lot .

But it happens a lot.

A lot a lot. 

Not that he’s embarrassed about it. 

In fact, Keigo always embraced his horniness .

You were the one who eventually put a foot down. 

The incident leading up to said decision was this. 

The pair of you were out on patrol

This wasn’t anything unusual - being together and working at the same agency meant that there was rarely a patrol you weren’t on together. 

However, today had been somewhat different in that you’d actually had to fight someone. 

Usual Keigo had the villain apprehended and was dragged you away to your next location before you had the chance to blink. 

However it seemed that these villains had come prepared.

They’re thrown some kind of sticky substance over Keigo’s wings which, while not doing any kind of damage, rendered it difficult for him to fly and left him stuck on the ground with you. 

Not that you minded - you enjoyed getting the chance to kick some ass once in a while. 

As Keigo fended off the guy who’d grounded him, you set your sights on the two accomplices he had with him. 

The fight was short, as expected.

After all, while you weren’t as fast as the Number 2 hero, you were still highly ranked and very much capable on your own. 

What you didn’t know was that Keigo had managed to apprehend his opponent even before you were finished and had turned to watch just in time to see you hurl one of the villains over your shoulder and into the brick wall of a building. 

Seeing your display of absolute strength and skill had his lil’ birdy brain doing cartwheels.

Sure, you were always attractive. 

In fact, Keigo didn’t think there’d been a single moment since he met you that he hadn’t wanted to throw you against a wall and kiss the absolute hell out of you.

However, 

This was just… especially attractive. 

He blushed as soon as he realised what he was feeling. 

It was a good fucking thing his uniform pants were so baggy.

You turned around then, having dealt with the villains. 

And almost immediately, you recognised the face Keigo had on. 

Lifting a finger, you pointing accusingly at him. 

“Nuh uh, don’t you dare give me that look when you’re covered in slime. I’m not coming near you until you’ve showered.”

Keigo suddenly remembered that you were, in fact, right and his feathers were currently stuck together. 

He pouted. 

Looks like he wasn’t going to be getting anything tonight.

Tomura Shigaraki 

I’m just gonna get it out of the way…

Shiggy is one horny motherfucker.

Seriously, this man needs to get laid.

Although, he’s probably not gonna be very keen, considering his quirk. 

He’d honestly be terrified that he’d hurt you. 

Which is why he restricts scandalous activity to the absolute bare minimum.

it only happens when one of you would basically die if you didn’t get off. 

Which more often than not means he’s incredibly frustrated and sensitive in even the most casual situation. 

Which often leads to little incidents that you can look back on and laugh about later. 

(Shiggy won’t laugh though - he’d be sulking that you’re laughing)

Anyway.

One such incident occurred while you two were playing Minecraft together.

You didn’t play games with Shigaraki all that often, which meant the few times you did ended up being extra fun for the both of you. 

Since Shiggy practically lived on his games, he already had an entire settlement going on one of his worlds. 

You had just joined and had been exploring the huge house he’d built for himself. 

Silence had been hanging low over the pair of you as you played, however you broke it when you turned to your boyfriend and softly called his name. 

“Tomura?”

“Hm?” Shigaraki grunted back. He was incredibly invested at that moment as he tried to balance on a narrow ledge above a pit of lava, attempting to mine diamonds from the roof above him. 

You suddenly seemed shy. 

“Can I… can I make this room into my room?”

“Hm?’

“This one. The one next to yours. Can I put my stuff in the chest here?”

Shiggy blinked.

Then he started. 

In the game, his player fell off the ledge and into the lava. However, he didn’t seem to care. 

Turning to you, he said, “You want to make that room… yours?”

You blushed violently. 

“O-of course, if you don’t want me to that’s perfectly fine! Obviously this is your house that you built all by yourself and I really don’t have any right to come in and just ask for a place. I’ll go built my own house, it’s fine, you don’t need to worry I -”

You were cut off by Shigaraki reaching out to flick you lightly on the forehead. 

“Hey. Stupid,” he said, giving you an annoyed look. “I don’t care if you make that room your own. It doesn’t matter to me.” 

On the outside, his expression may have been cold.

But on the inside, there were butterflies swarming all throughout his body. 

All he could think right then was ‘Holy shit, they asked to put their things in my chest.’

Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt heat coursing through his body. 

Suddenly his sweatpants were uncomfortably tight. 

With an awkward cough, he turned away from you and went back to the game. 

“Don’t ask me any more stupid questions.” 

You blinked at him for a second and then smiled happily. “Okay.”

As you returned to what you had been doing in the game, you snuggled a little closer to your boyfriend.

This did not go unnoticed by Shiggy, who felt his neck suddenly heat up. 

‘Shit shit shit shit,’  was all that was running through his mind. ‘Since when did their leg pressing against mine feel so good?’

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[funkyhanji]

Nuvole Bianche [English | BNHA]

Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia (@Horikoshi Kohei) Character(s): Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Pairing(s): BakuDeku Rating: E Word count: 3298 CWs: Fantasy AU, Established Relationship, Snowed In, Fluff and Smut, Sex, Quirks as Magic, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Barebacking, Dorks in Love, Bottom Izuku

Summary: - «Can't help it, Deku,» Katsuki says. There's the hint of a teasing tone in his voice, as if to prove the statement. «You're stupidly cute.» His spouse-to-be blushes yet his lips give way to the small grin he'd been fighting back. «… And you're stupidly handsome, Kacchan,» he whispers like it's a secret he's kept hidden all this time. -

Katsuki wills a shiver down as he steps past the cave's open entrance, tracking snow at his heels. The magic barrier they put up is thankfully holding steady to keep the cold outside; it's a flimsy solace though. His boots, socks and heavy breeches are completely soaked through; his double wool-lined, crimson cloak drags at his shoulders with the added weight of melting water. His hair sags, the blond spikes limp and frosted over.

He fucking hates winter.

He throws a glare at the inky darkness that's crept upon the mountainside in the last hour; it's barely sunset, technically, but it might as well be the dead of night already with how pitch black the world outside is. If only the weather hadn't gotten so bad so quickly, they would've been home by now. In front of a nice hearth — but alas, after so many months away from Musutafu, it seems Katsuki had forgotten how swiftly a cold but pleasant winter day could turn into a nightmarish snowstorm.

Why did we even decide to come up here?! Katsuki gripes internally, fumbling to take off his frozen leather gloves with numb hands. Right. To get away from annoying people.

He shouldn't have sent Zero up ahead to the castle in favor of hiking back down the mountain by foot. He sighs, curses as his grip on the gloves slips. Then again, the cave isn't big enough for a full grown dragon and two people, so maybe it's better this way.

A faint giggle reaches his ears, compelling Katsuki to look up and pause his struggle.

Green eyes, bright with flames gently dancing in their depths, meet his from across the stone floor. Izuku's covering his mouth with his fist, but Katsuki knows he's smiling by the way his cheeks are raised. The smattering of freckles decorating Izuku's face appear and disappear with the flickering of the fire, almost as if they're playing hide and seek — they'd never win: Katsuki has memorized each and every one —.

«How's it looking out there, Kacchan?» Izuku asks, lowering his hand so Katsuki can see the curve of his lips. He waves Katsuki over; a silent offer to help him remove his uncomfortable gear. «The wind is really strong. I can hear it through the barrier...»

Katsuki scoffs. «No shit,» he says, nearing the fire. «A gust of that motherfucking wind almost threw me off the cliff-side.» Izuku gasps, immediately launching into a worried rant; wide-eyed stare flying over Katsuki's form for any possible injury. «'M fine, Deku. Takes more than this to do me in.»

«Oh, I know, Kacchan,» Izuku laughs, at ease when Katsuki smirks his way.

Katsuki takes a seat next to Izuku, their shoulders and knees brushing as they stare into the flames in silence for a heartbeat. Then Izuku shifts, reaching out to take a hold of his hands and carefully pulling on the iced-over gloves. Katsuki turns to face him, letting the other slip the leather off one finger at a time, ever-so mindful of not using too much strength, as though Katsuki would care if he ripped the gloves.

«Whatever,» he mutters under his breath. He doesn't miss the grin on Izuku's face at that. «And the snow blocked the pass, so we're stuck in here 'till tomorrow anyway.»

«That's too bad.» Izuku looks up at him after removing the gloves and placing them near the fire to defrost. «Everyone was so excited about the pre-wedding feast! We're going to miss it...»

«That was the whole point of hiking the mountain, Deku.»

«Oh, come on, Kacchan! They're here for us, you know…!»

Katsuki rolls his eyes, idly rubbing his stiff hands together to rid them of the chill. «Doesn't mean I have to suffer through it-» he flexes his fingers, cringing when his knuckles pop with a loud crack- «not tonight at least. Tomorrow I'll have no goddamn choice.»

Wordlessly, Izuku grasps his left hand in his. He caresses his thumbs along the cold skin, slow and meticulous. He kneads the pads of his fingers into Katsuki's palm, then moves to Katsuki's own digits, massaging them from knuckle to nail; he does it once, twice, three times, over and over, until the numbness is replaced by pins and needles. Until feeling returns and Katsuki's hand is warm again. Izuku repeats the same process with his right hand.

«How's that? Better?» Izuku asks with a smile which looks even softer than usual. It makes Katsuki's heart speed up.

With the regained sensitivity, Katsuki switches now to grasp the wrist of his consort-to-be, tugging him forward. The surprised sound Izuku makes is cut off as their mouths meet in a kiss; the touch is firm but chaste, purely motivated by a simple need, a subconscious call resonating deep within Katsuki's bones telling him to be closer to Izuku. He feels a hand glide up his other arm, up, up to his neck and his jaw before it buries itself into his hair.

Or tries to.

Green eyes blink open, and in the next second Izuku's pulling back with a crease between his brows. His hand flexes a little, where it rests near Katsuki's ear, and a faint crunching can be heard coming from the hair.

«Storm froze it,» Katsuki supplies with a shrug.

«Oh...»

Izuku takes a better look at him then.

Katsuki can see that attentive gaze picking up on the slight tremble in his frame; the hunch to his shoulders and the way he's leaning toward the fire more than he would usually do — with Katsuki's temperature always running higher than most people's due to his fire-related magic, he's not one to crowd in front of direct heat sources —. He can see the furrow deepen when shining emeralds take notice of the layer of frost whitening and weighing down his clothes.

«Oh, Kacchan, sorry!» Izuku says, now concerned. Katsuki's about to retort that he's fine, but the other keeps going. «You walked around in the snow longer than me, you must be freezing! And here I was, warming up in front of the fire…! I should've went with you after all... we need to, ah, get you out of these icy clothes! Yeah!»

Izuku is fussing over Katsuki as soon as he stops talking.

He makes quick work of taking off the soaked boots and socks, placing them behind him in front of the fire pit. He hovers in Katsuki's personal space, un-clasping his cloak and sliding it off, casting a spell to have it float near the flames to dry — it's a simple incantation he'd been taught by his friend, Ochako, a gravity-specialized mage —. Izuku's scarred hands move from Katsuki's shoulders to his arms, struggling to tug the stiff leather braces down. He almost falls back on his ass when the first one dislodges from his elbow; the squeak he makes too endearing for Katsuki to repress a chuckle.

«Mean,» Izuku mutters, retaking his previous position just within the circle of Katsuki's legs.

There's a wee frown wrinkling his dark green eyebrows.

Katsuki lets Izuku take off his heavy woolen shirt, complying to the silent request to lift his arms. He waits for the other to lay it down on the stone next to the boots; he waits for Izuku to face him again. He's stubbornly trying to keep up his upset demeanor, but it's obvious he's failing from the twitch in the corner of his mouth.

«Can't help it, Deku,» Katsuki says. There's the hint of a teasing tone in his voice, as if to prove the statement. «You're stupidly cute.»

His spouse-to-be blushes yet his lips give way to the small grin he'd been fighting back. «… And you're stupidly handsome, Kacchan,» he whispers like it's a secret he's kept hidden all this time.

Katsuki finds warmth creeping onto his ears and high cheekbones. He's by no means unused to such compliments — he's been showered in praise since a young age, whether he worked hard to deserve it or not —, though he's discovered, with the passing of the years, that receiving them from Izuku never stopped his stomach from somersaulting.

He wonders if the Paladin-in-training is aware of the effect he has on him.

Izuku's palm comes to rest on his chest, above his heart, and Katsuki thinks, maybe he does know.

There's a certain reverence in the way Izuku brushes his hand over his skin, in the way he leans forward to place a kiss in that same spot. Soft, gentle. Katsuki pretends for a moment that the shiver running up his spine is the cold seeped into his limbs from his soaked clothes.

He blinks, and it feels like he's five again.

The first time he lay eyes on Izuku, his whole world had tilted on its axis the second those forest-green irises met his, full of wonder and awe. Katsuki remembers the wide-eyed stare and the cautious steps the shorter boy had taken, getting closer to him with a trembling hand extended toward his newly-pierced ears.

«Do they hurt…?» Izuku had asked, not quite touching him but hovering near one of the ruby studs.

Katsuki had been taken aback by the ethereal beauty of the creature before him; had been rendered speechless, forgetting every lecture on etiquette his parents had been trying to drill into his skull.

He'd shaken his head, grumbling. «Of course not, stupid! I'm the future King, this 's nothin'!»

Izuku had «oooh»ed and smiled, bright and full of admiration. «You're really amazing!» he'd said, cheeks flushed. «I'm Izuku! My mom and I will be living here from now on, I hope we'll be friends!»

Katsuki blinks again, coming back to the present to Izuku moving to press a peck a little higher—his green curls tickling Katsuki's chin—and higher still, one over his jaw, one below his ear.

«Kacchan,» he whispers, no more than a breath exhaled by unconscious reflex. «Kacchan.»

He doesn't have to repeat it a third time.

Katsuki's cups Izuku's face in his hands, brushes their noses together, their lips. The contact is lighter than before yet the sparks it creates are stronger, the intent behind it clear. He bridges the non-existent gap a second time, their mouths parting at the same time; tongues sliding together, slow and passionate, the kiss gaining a more intense quality.

The heat between them gradually growing with it.

Katsuki's free arm wraps around Izuku's waist, bringing him flush to his body. His palm skims the warm skin under his consort-to-be's shirt, settling at the hip and starting up a leisurely rocking. Izuku gasps into his mouth, a short moan breathed in and licked up by Katsuki's tongue. Green eyes crack open a slit to stare into crimson ones, the embers of desire coming to life inside both of them.

«Deku,» Katsuki grunts, husky and hungry.

Izuku racks his blunt nails over his nipples, breaking the kiss to bow his head and run his tongue over them, one at a time; he nips and suckles at them, teases the hardened nubs with his teeth. Izuku spurs himself on with his own whines. His hands squeeze and grope Katsuki's biceps, his shoulders, his nape; they successfully bury in blond hair. Izuku's neck bares for Katsuki — a clear invite to claim —, his jugular jumping with the wild rhythm of his heartbeat under Katsuki's kiss-swollen lips. Izuku's sighs reverberating deep within his bones as Katsuki licks a wet strip up the unblemished skin to his ears.

Izuku's hips jerk sharply when he bites the lobe, the movement slotting their erections together just right, both groaning at the friction. The flimsy barrier of their undergarments and breeches doing little to hide the growing need between them.

«Wanna fuck you so bad, Deku,» Katsuki says, voice gravely and fingers digging into the meat of his consort-to-be's rear. He knows they can't; not right now, without the necessary equipment. It doesn't stop him from craving though. «Wanna feel you around my cock.»

«Yes, Kacchan,» Izuku answers. He arches against his broader chest, his scarred hands quiver slightly as they snake down Katsuki's stomach, fumbling blindingly to undo the belt and string of the damp cotton bottoms. «Please.»

Katsuki's about to tell him it won't be doable tonight, then he notices Izuku gesturing vaguely, feels the faint hum of his innate magic at work. From the corner of his vision, he sees a small terracotta vase teetering in the air toward them. A blond eyebrow quirks in question; his stare lifts from where he's been busy playfully gnawing at a collarbone, until it meets Izuku's blushing face and hazy eyes.

He laughs, delighted and cocky.

«Someone was expecting something ta happen tonight, mh?» he teases, slapping an ass-cheek and enjoying the squeak he gets in return. «Didn't look too sad to be snowed-in-» he snatches the pot before Izuku's control slips and makes it crash on the stone floor- «this why?»

Izuku mumbles, embarrassed and unintelligible.

«Hey, I'm not complaining Deku,» Katsuki reassures, planting a chaste kiss on the other's pouting lips.

«Kacchan, please...»

«Yeah...»

Together, they shift, raising on their knees so both Katsuki's breeches and Izuku's shirt can be discarded. Katsuki then guides Izuku backward, to lay onto the dried, forgotten, forest-green cape — a match to his own crimson one, the Bakugou family crest emblazoned on it in gold; a gift he'd given the other two years prior, when he'd officially proposed to him —. He takes care to cushion Izuku's head against the fur collar and crawls into his space.

He kisses him again, tongue slipping past willing lips to wetly glide alongside Izuku's own. Katsuki moves down the pliant body beneath him, nipping and sucking marks into creamy skin dotted with dark chocolate-brown freckles; tugging and flicking dusky-pink nipples.

Izuku's undergarments are slipped off with deft fingers while Katsuki distracts him with his mouth, blowing raspberries into his stomach and grinning as his breathless pants turn into breathless laughter. A shiver runs up Izuku's spine as the colder air hits his heated skin, and Katsuki's warm hands are there to chase it away. He smooths his palms down along toned legs as far as he can reach without moving from his spot, kneads his fingers into Izuku's thighs and sides, and up his torso.

Only when the bewitching body underneath him is quaking in need, does Katsuki finally pay attention to Izuku's cock. He's hard, flushed an inviting shade of dark pink and already leaking.

«Ya look delicious Deku,» he says, smirking as he lowers himself to lewdly lick a strip of saliva over the underside of Izuku's cock. One hand around the base, the other cupping his balls gently.

«Ka— Kacch… aahn…!»

Katsuki hums, lips enclosing the head, the tip of his tongue pressing into the slit and under the foreskin. He sucks lightly, pleased to hear the choked off gasp from Izuku. Katsuki swallows him down painstakingly slow, with almost-lazy bobs of his head and flicks of his tongue, barely-there strokes and caresses with his hands — he loves torturing the other like this, the sounds he can pry out of Izuku music to his ears —. He loves feeling him squirm and cry out.

Katsuki pulls off to take a breath, snatching the vase with the lotion in the meantime, popping the cork off and settling it next to them.

«H-hurry, Kacchan…» Izuku says, staring up at him with glazed eyes, the green overshadowed by dilated pupils.

Katsuki huffs, pretending to be irritated. «Impatient, are we?» He can't blame him though, his own dick is stiff and throbbing in his undergarments, longing to feel the other's heat surround him.

He dips two fingers into the pot; the transparent, viscous lotion coats his hand when he takes them out and spreads it over his palm. Soon after, he's teasing a circle around Izuku's entrance with a slick finger. Izuku whines, writhing on the cape as he tries to make the digit slip inside; when it does, he sighs such a delighted «yesss», it resounds even inside Katsuki's chest.

«Fuck, Izuku...» he groans, leaning in to sloppily kiss him while he works his finger deeper. «'S been a while, huh.»

«Yeah… ah!» Izuku nods, his hips rocking onto the hand between his thighs.

The wedding preparations have kept them both busy for the better part of last month — the constant ebb and flow of people coming in, to teach Izuku to dance; to choose decorations and food and music. Court meetings for foreign dignitaries, training —, leaving too little time and energy to enjoy their hard-earned intimacy with nothing but cuddling and simply sleeping together.

This snowstorm has been a nice opportunity to… catch up on that.

Katsuki is as quick yet thorough as he dares. Neither of them wants to cum without being connected, but they're also coiled too tight after so long; this round isn't going to last.

He's scissoring and spreading and curling three fingers inside Izuku for what feels like hours, rubbing grounding circles on his hip with his free hand. He kisses, sucks and nips at the expanse of skin at his disposal to add sensations at odd times. He brings Izuku to a dry orgasm; he's sobbing and quaking, straining to stroke his dripping cock but Katsuki restrains his wrists with his hand.

Only then does he take out his fingers.

«Ah… haa, Ka… Kacchan— shit, please— need you in-inside...»

Katsuki's answer is a low groan. His undergarments are tossed to the side hastily; he slicks up his cock, lotion mixing with his copious precum, and lines up to Izuku's ass. He drapes the other's legs around his waist, Izuku understanding the implicit prompt to link his ankles behind his back.

Katsuki pushes in, the glide easy and painless after the generous preparation and the slackness from Izuku's previous orgasm. He bottoms out with a rasping breath, his nerves aflame.

«F-fuck,» he stutters, biting his lower lip and scrunching eyes closed in concentration. «Won't last… long, De-Deku… Fuck— ya feel so good...»

«Y-you t-too Ka— nnh!— Kacchan!»

«Shit— 'm movin'...»

Katsuki takes a breath, bracing himself as he pulls out halfway before pressing back in. The pace he sets is swift; thrusts inelegant but precise, the angle good enough for him to brush Izuku's sweet spot just right. His hips snap back and forth. Izuku arches under him, meets his thrusts with his own wild ones, bucking onto the cock pounding into him with shudders and moans and calls of Katsuki's name.

The wet slap of skin on skin is loud and lewd, a perfect counterpoint to their mingled sounds and the crackling of the fire.

«S-shit— Izu… ku— nngh!»

Katsuki's movements falter. He throws his head back with a groan, eyes squeezed tight as he buries himself deep inside Izuku, filling him up spurt after spurt. In the haze of his climax, Katsuki languidly strokes Izuku to orgasm. He grins smugly through the rush of endorphin when the other cums without even trying to take matters into his own hand.

«Kacchan...» Izuku says a minute later, breath almost back to normal and snuggled into Katsuki's chest.

«Mmh?»

«You were really pent up, a lot came out… how am I going to clean up? We don't have enough water for a bath and-and you know it gets, uhm, uncomfortable to have se-semen up there for too long so— waah!»

Katsuki cuts him off by abruptly flipping him over, hands grabbing Izuku's sides and bending down to bite at a round ass cheek.

«I'll just eat my cum and your ass out then.»

«Wha— Kacchan, no! Wait a— ah!— Kacch… oh! Oh!»

Katsuki laughs a little meanly. «You're gonna walk up the throne room and get married with a fucking limp tomorrow, Deku— 'm gonna fuck you so good.»

#bakudeku #katsudeku #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #bnha #this was written for the bkdk secret santa 2018 #funkys fics

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KIRIBAKU FIC RECS

 HAVE READ WAY TOO MANY KIRIBAKU FICS AS OF RECENTLY SO HERES A RECOMMENDATION LIST:

- the laundry room ; dellsey //https://archiveofourown.org/works/11567502 It’s a really cute quick fic about special moments Kirishima and Bakugou are able to share while they wait for their laundry to finishes :) - The Beauty of a Beast ; starofjems // https://archiveofourown.org/works/6563575/chapters/15017230 A Beauty and the Beast AU!!! It’s a longer fic, but 100% worth the read. The author is SO good at portraying the characters personalities.

- Heart Strings ; starofjems //https://archiveofourown.org/works/8232415 This one is also by starofjems!! Although it is a lot shorter, it is still AMAZING. Bakugou is able to see a red string that connects soul mates together and eventually Kirishima stumbles by. - Spooky times & cuddles ; Jartz // https://archiveofourown.org/works/8423458 A VERY cute short fic about Kirishima going over to Bakugou’s house for halloween! It’s good to read any season though. - Who’s Next? ; MyBlackCrimsonRose// https://archiveofourown.org/works/7872574/chapters/17979370 Bakugou gets hella hurt during a fight and Kirishima is a BADASS in getting revenge. This one is also a quick read and I highly suggest it!! - the easy parts ; chonideno // https://archiveofourown.org/works/12794481

Kirishima gets hurt and is informed that there will be a lot of scarring. It’s follows him through his struggle of insecurity regarding the scars and his acceptance. - it’s pouring out here ; shizuumi151 // https://archiveofourown.org/works/11431818 Kirishima is on a basketball team with Bakugou and he is the team captain. Kirishima has a crush on him and they have a little run in after getting caught in the rain. - 2am Knows All Secrets ; Unbreakable_red_riot // https://archiveofourown.org/works/8738770/chapters/20035240 OH MY GOSH THIS FIC!! I really love the concept of Bakugou having nightmares about Kamino and the author does an amazing job at showing his difficulties with them. Kirishima keeps waking up to loud noises from Bakugou’s room and goes to scope it out; resulting in a few sleepovers... -  Shitty Hair and Shitty Nightmares honest_pebble //https://archiveofourown.org/works/17745419 (I have so many nightmare fics oops!) Bakugou is struggling with nightmares and Kirishima is a good friend and helps while Bakugou figures himself and his feelings out.

- a heart swelled to bursting ; eggstasy // https://archiveofourown.org/works/7350946/chapters/16697356 This fic literally stole my heart and has to be one of my favorites. It’s the next summer and they are back at the training camps, but Bakugou has been repressing some worries. It’s a very Bakugou centric story, following him dealing with PTSD with help from other characters. - Let Me Save You ; lovelylittlefruit // https://archiveofourown.org/works/18016766 A short story showing the after effects of a battle where Kirishima saved Bakugou. This is more angst/conflict than fluff but I do still recommend it!! - safe & sound ; Authoress // https://archiveofourown.org/works/6835363 This one made my heart SO happy and soft jeez ahaha. Bakugou has to be kept in a safe house after Kamino because of more threats and Kirishima is his comfort buddy. - not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all ; theroyalsavage // https://archiveofourown.org/works/7612939 AAAA!!! It’s a “10 Things I Hate About You” AU and its REALLY good even if you haven’t seen the movie. Very sweet and the character personalities are done really well. - heart stains on the carpet ; cityboys //https://archiveofourown.org/works/7085671/chapters/16104262 THIS STOLE ALL MY UWU’S AND MORE! Kirishima is Bakugou’s live in body guard who got a little closer to him than he had planned. Very cute and has some of the best dialogue I’ve read in a fic. Definitely goes with my favorites. - how they got detention for a week ; eggstasy //https://archiveofourown.org/works/6961186 Kirishima is determined to go out with Bakugou no matter how intimidating that may seem. Kaminari tries to stop him but it’s no use. I really enjoyed reading this and I loved how the authors incorporated the Bakuquad!! - How To Make Bakugou Katsuki a Decent Human Being ; keptein // https://archiveofourown.org/works/6693406 Kirishima is set on making Bakugou a nicer guy no matter what it takes. (Even if that means pulling a Pavlov on him) but along the way he catches feelings. - ten things i learnt about you ; tamacchannn // https://archiveofourown.org/works/11532900 A very soft fic about Bakugou realizing things that he likes about Kirishima. Made me gush quite a few times. - don’t count on me to tell you when ; newamsterdam // https://archiveofourown.org/works/10948695 GOD I LOVE THIS ONE TOO. It’s set in the future when they are pro-heros. Kirishima come back to see Bakugou and confess his feelings, but they end up just being friends with benefits for awhile. Very well written - do right by you ; kyoutimes // https://archiveofourown.org/users/kyoufushi81/pseuds/kyoutimes Kirishima and Bakugou are working together and Kirishima has a crisis about his sexuality. (There’s more to it than that but I don’t wanna spoil it :P) I loved the emotion in this AAAA - yes, you say you’d like to ; Authoress // https://archiveofourown.org/works/10660773 Kirishima invites a few friends to the beach, which eventually lead to THE WHOLE CLASS joining. He didn’t want to invite Bakugou, strictly because he didn’t want to get turned on at at the beach. - Kiss your knuckles before you punch me ; Claus_Lucas // https://archiveofourown.org/works/11574039/chapters/26006592 Bakugou saves Kirishima who is a boxer by lighting some of his own fireworks. I don’t know how much I can give away without spoiling it, but this is on my top three. While proud of Kirishima, Bakugou needs to remind him of his limits regarding his boxing career. - what he thinks he knows ; lovelylittlefruit // https://archiveofourown.org/works/18060950/chapters/42685514

Mainly Bakugou sided? It follows Bakugou as he realizes that there more to the assumptions he makes about his crush, Kirishima. It’s unfinished but I’m excited to see the rest soon!! - good to you ; Authoress // https://archiveofourown.org/works/6904558 Takes place directly after Kamino. The two boys refuse to stop holding hands which leads to other conclusions. I love this sm, I had very soft moments and there’s a cute little twist that I LOVED at the end. - An obvious patch ; SweetScentences // https://archiveofourown.org/works/11061918 Shinsou steals Bakugou’s eggs and Kirishima gets stabbed all the while. JK, there’s more to it than that,,, this is one of those fics I feel like it’s best enjoyed if you go in blind. I enjoyed every minute of this fic, laughed and teared up. - But for now, I’m with you; eikoexe // https://archiveofourown.org/works/8135834/chapters/18649226 A really goofy and cute texting fic!! Kirishima accidentally texts Bakugou thinking it’s Kaminari demanding a Dorito stealing confession. It’s still being written but I do love it very much so far. Read if you need a laugh!! (Sadly, it’s been over a year since the last update so I’m not expecting it to continue soon :()

-neon season; chonideno // https://archiveofourown.org/works/14716277

I really love this author jeez. It’s a road trip fic and these boys are very frustrated with their feelings toward each other (Mainly Bakugou lolololol) The way emotions are written is amazing and I fell in love with how they portrayed Kirishima and Bakugou.

-the color red; ayadormouse // https://archiveofourown.org/works/7156871/chapters/16249418

G o d . . . This is like a coffee shop/college AU and it holds a lot of family angst for Bakugou. Bakugou is an artist and Kirishima is persistent in getting know the angry guy that doesn’t know how to order coffee. Heroes and quirks are more of an old myth/history type thing, but there still are mentions of it.

-downhill; eggstasy // https://archiveofourown.org/works/10551482

Kirishima is a mom friend and loves learning small facts about his friends while in the dorms. This has almost every class 1-A character in it which I love because not a lot of authors write about some of the mpre minor roles. They play truth or dare and it gets out of hand.

-Of course I was worried; Ellieb3an // https://archiveofourown.org/works/11778534

Kirishima gets hurt after his big fight in the manga (so there are spoilers) but he gets confused when Bakugou doesn’t visit him in the hospital and avoids him when he returns to the dorms. Bakugou is just a secret softy who was worried about his mans. I love seeing the softish side of Bakugou aaaa.

-The Wild Side; Mishelledor23 // https://archiveofourown.org/works/17973662/chapters/42453836\

Kirishima and Bakugou are married and in Kirishima’s mind, everything is going great. Until, he wakes up one morning to see a letter and Bakugou’s wedding ring. My heart breaks for Kirishima in this one, and I’m so curious as to why Bakugou left. (It’s on going!) Kaminari and Mina are also present and go help Kiri with a mission.

-Roses are red and they taste like shit; Unbreakable_Red_Riot // https://archiveofourown.org/works/11747658/chapters/26475072

A Bakugou hanahaki disease fic, this is also high on my favorites list. I couldn’t put it down for the life of me. Mutual pining eventually, but it focuses in mainly on Bakugou and his families way of dealing with the disease.

-little are the things we learn; newamsterdam //  https://archiveofourown.org/works/11400303

The two boys never outright tell their class they are dating, but 5 of them figure it out and each one of them is stunned by their relationship. Perfect mix of angst and fluff, told from different characters perspectives as they see and analyze the two.

- Detonate; theroyalsvage // https://archiveofourown.org/works/6933307

Bakugou is acting weird and a little insecure almost at a party he was invited to. Kirishima finds him on the roof and tries to figure the explosive boy out.

-Trash Goblin Finds Love; wrunic // https://archiveofourown.org/works/17888012

Another coffee shop AU with a scientist Bakugou. This one made me giggle and the writing is so in character. I love how it ends and Kirishima is a big cutie in this one.

-Radio Silence; doop_doop // https://archiveofourown.org/works/16186643/chapters/37824590

After getting hit with a coma quirk, Kirishima is bedridden and can’t move. Although his body is asleep, he can hear everything that is going on. So naturally, his friends visit him as much as possible to keep the guy entertained. But Bakugou realizes there’s something more to his feelings for Kirishima. (this shit is so cute, Bakugou reads to him)

-one to ten; crunchrapsupreme //https://archiveofourown.org/works/11770692

Kirishima wants to ask Bakugou out, but Kaminari demands that he becomes friends with him first. So Kirishima sets out to become a ‘Level 10’ friend to Bakugou. (This one is also very cute, Bakugou is a cat lover and it makes me melt.)

-out of sight, within reach; Poteto //https://archiveofourown.org/works/11750853 

Gahhhh oblivious mutual pining makes me w e a k… Bakugou realizes he loves Kirishima while dragging his drunk body back to his house. Jealousy and miscommunication from both sides until there is an emergency and Bakugou drops his grudge.

That’s about it! Feel free to add more in the comments :)

#kirishima eijirou #bakugou x kirishima #kirishima angst #kiribaku #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #bakushima #bnha #kiribaku fic #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #fanfic #popcrocs #kiribaku fluff

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Catharsis (Villain!Deku x Fem!Reader) PROLOGUE

A/n: Hey guys! New writer here! So, this is a story that I’ve been writing on Quotev. Note, if you go to read it there/have read it there, some of the story line may change, due to me re-writing it!.

This story will contain dark themes! Please read the warning! 

Summary: An unexpected death of a loved one can lead to a sudden influx of emotions. Those same emotions can become repressed, as denial and disbelief comes into play. In this time, one would seek a means of catharsis, a release from those strong, repressed emotions. But what would you do if that means of catharsis, the same release you sought so hard for, becomes addicting? To the extent, that you feel you can not live without it? What if it can’t live without you? **WARNING: This story MAY contain; bullying, suicide, depression, torture, manipulation, mentions of sexual assault, and MORE! You have been warned.

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Prologue

Catharsis (n.)- The process of releasing, and thereby providing relief from, strong or repressed emotions.

You gritted your teeth, blinking back tears as Katsuki shoved you back, causing you to stumble. Your back harshly hit the dirty wall of Aldera Junior High, a harsh tearing sound echoed as your uniform jacket ripped from the friction. A foot slammed into your stomach, causing you to let out a strangled screech, eyes as wide as saucers as your mouth fell open, crumbling onto your knees.

“Never mention that bastard’s name again!” he spat, glaring down at you as if you were the most disgusting thing he’s ever laid eyes on. In a moment of what you could call cruel irony, the sun behind him backlit him in, what would have been, an angelic way; However, his blonde hair seemed even more untamed than usual; his teeth bared as if he was some wild animal. His red eyes were bloodshot, as they glared down at your pathetic form.

You couldn’t help but imagine being stranded in a blistering desert, near dead, hallucinating madly.Your body would be weak with dehydration, stomach growling in hunger as it already began consuming itself. It would be then, that you would see this figure; a backlit figure; an angel; a savior. 

A new hope.

But alas, this figure standing in front of you right now, was far from being your savior. 

No, your savior was gone. As was your hope.

Wheezing as you clutched your stomach, you felt tears stream down your face. Anguish, both physical and mental, filled your very being. Your heart clenching painfully in your chest, thoughts swarmed your mind, but none of them were complete or coherent. You felt your throat clench, as a shaky breath left your lips. Gripping a fistful of dirt, your head snapped up as you sent him a pathetic excuse of a glare.

“Why? Is your guilty conscious finally getting to you?” You managed to growl out, spitting out a glob of mucus and blood, wiping your busted lip on the sleeve of your school jacket. Dirt covered you like a second skin at this point, smearing across your clothes and skin like streaks. Katsuki’s nose flared, as a wave of emotions passed by his eyes; the most prominent one being rage. It was so intense, it almost looked painful.

He let out a loud roar as he slammed his foot onto your chest, causing you to topple over, no noise leaving your mouth as your breath was taken away with that one mighty kick. You gasped for air, wheezing louder than before, squirming around painfully on the hard ground. Whimpers left your mouth as you tried to take in oxygen to no avail, your body trembling.

“It hurts. Oh fuck, I can’t breathe,”

Your thoughts became a jumbled mess as it felt like your lungs burned, a measly amount of air entering them. A choked sob had your body quivering, blurry eyes glancing up at Katsuki, who seethed silently, walking back and forth while pulling his hair. His distraught look burned into your mind. You’ve never seen him look so distraught, seeing as, surprisingly, he always managed to control the emotions he deemed made him look ‘weak’. He suddenly stopped his pacing, gaze shooting down at you, pointing to himself as he hissed.

“It’s not my damn fault! It’s not my fault he was weak! It’s not—” He cut himself off as he let out a frustrated yell, hurling his leg into your bruised side once again; his yelling muffling your distressed cry as a searing pain rushed through you, a loud crack could be heard as one of your ribs broke. 

Death. That’s what you were sure you were experiencing as one of your ribs became slightly misplaced. Your back arched in pain, one of your dirty, bruised arms stretching outwards to the wall beside you, as you tried to grip anything, as if that would alleviate the pain, before slamming onto the ground.

“Stop blaming me for what that fucker did! IT’S NOT MY FAULT!” He cried out, his fist grabbing ahold of your shirt collar, yanking you up into his face. Spit flew out of his mouth as he yelled, but he couldn’t seem to care less. “I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU IF YOU SAY HIS FUCKING NAME AGAIN!”

There was nothing more you could do, but let out another loud, broken sob, your hands moving to clutch your side where your broken rib radiated pain. Katsuki stared at you, as if waiting for you to acknowledge what he said.

You couldn’t even bring yourself to look at him, fear and disgust making you nauseous at the mere thought.

“A monster. He’s a fucking monster,” was the only thing you could properly think, as the pain seemed to radiate throughout your entire body 

Upon not getting an answer, Katsuki flung you away from him carelessly, a bellow of rage emitting from him as he slammed his fist into the wall repeatedly. You curled into yourself, not being able to get up because the pain was so intense. Your eyes subconsciously flickered towards the threat, in fear that his rampage was not yet done, and the next thing he would be wailing on, was you. Small droplets of blood dripped onto the floor, as Katsuki punched his own hands raw, the sound of flesh meeting brick echoing through the courtyard for a few short seconds, before he spun away from the wall. 

“HE’S GONE! AND IT’S NOT MY FUCKING FAULT!” he barked, whirling around to face you, knuckles dripping with dark red. You quickly shifted your eyes to the ground, a loud whimper leaving you as he took an angered step forward as if he was going to hit you again. 

You couldn’t take anymore. You just wished he would leave you alone now. You body shivered, as you went into shock, heart beating painfully fast, as your vision blurred further.

“It hurts.”

 He let out a small ‘Tsk’, before stepping over your slumped body, bleeding hands stuffed into his pockets as he stomped towards the entrance of the school, muttering lowly

“It’s not my fault he was pathetic enough to take his own life.”

#bnha imagines #bnha fanfiction #bnha izuku #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya imagine #mha imagines #bnha x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo imagine #izuku midoriya

[seventhstar]

spy zine promo, part 1

anyways i’ve had this fucking burn notice au lying about half-written for eighty years, so here, enjoy. this a promo fic for @yoispyzine. we are on sale now here!

update: part two here

“My name is Katsuki Yuuri. I used to be a spy, until…”

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When you’re burned, Yuuri thinks, you have nothing. No cash, no credit, no job history. You’re stuck in whatever city they decide to dump you in. You’re stuck living wherever you can find an unscrupulous landlord who’ll rent you a place without a lease or a background check.

Even if that means living directly over a swinger’s club.

Yuuri has slept in the desert during artillery fire. Yuuri has slept on a college campus during dubstep night. Yuuri has even slept through Minako snoring. But nothing could have prepared him for Viktor Nikiforov’s string of passive aggressive one night stands, all of which seem to end with him and his hapless victim rutting against Yuuri’s front door.

Once might have been an accident; twice might have been coincidence. Seven times is a pattern. A petty, awful, sexy pattern. He’s not even sure what Viktor’s endgame is--if he’s being punished because Viktor is still mad about Yuuri breaking up with him by fleeing the country, or if this is Viktor’s way of seducing him. Both of those are terrible options, because it’s not like Yuuri has gotten over Viktor, and it’s definitely not like he’s not spending his nights hard and aching and longing with the knowledge that Viktor is only ten feet away.

Either way. It has to stop. And not just because Viktor sounds like he’s enjoying himself thoroughly every evening, and Yuuri knows that if he was weak enough to open his front door and interrupt, Viktor would let Yuuri have him. Even a saint’s self control would be tested by Viktor shamelessly begging to be fucked ten feet from Yuuri’s bed.

“Tell me you found something.”

Phichit sighs. Chris sighs even louder. They probably practiced this instead of doing any work. Yuuri counts five empty beer bottles on the kitchen counter, and notes the open Photoshop window on Phichit’s laptop. He’s been sitting outside a noodle shop for six hours, waiting for his old handler to pass by, and so far has had no luck. Eventually, Celestino will have to come by the only place in Hasetsu where decent Italian food is sold. But that still leaves Yuuri unsuccessful, tired, sweaty, out of cold beer, and trapped in a loft apartment situated over an illegal sex club.

An illegal sex club his so-called friends refuse to help him put out of business.

“You know, Yuuri, just because you aren’t getting laid doesn’t mean you have to be bitter,” Chris says. He waggles his eyebrows. “It’s really a nice club. Very comfortable.”

“No,” Yuuri says. He cannot imagine being comfortable anywhere where people are having sex, in pubic, repeatedly. The whole place is probably like a public locker room, but with more semen. It probably smells like sweaty ass. It’s probably profoundly unsexy, like used toilet paper, or puppies, or Yuuri when he’s not pretending to be someone else.

“Just fuck him already,” Phichit says.

Yuuri hates it when he does that. Is he secretly a mind-reader? Can’t he let Yuuri repress in peace?

“I told you. He’s tactical support.”

“Is ‘tactical support’ Japanese for ‘guy I wanna bang’?”

“Phichit!”

“What?”

“Are you going to help me get rid of the club?”

“Who’s getting rid of the club?” Viktor asks. Yuuri turns; he didn’t even hear Viktor come in. “And why?”

Viktor sidles up behind him; his fingers brush across the back of Yuuri’s shoulder. Yuuri doesn’t shiver, but it’s a near thing. He waits for Viktor to move away, but he doesn’t. His breath is hot against Yuuri’s ear.

“Yuuri,” he says.

“Viktor.”

“I brought you breakfast.”

“It’s two pm.”

“There are hash browns.”

Yuuri glares at the floor. Viktor knows he’s weak for fried potatoes. He accepts the bag Viktor is proffering and opens it. The hash browns smell amazing, and they’re still warm.

“I thought Carlito’s didn’t serve breakfast after eleven,” Chris says.

“Oh, Raul made an exception for me.”

“Is he the one you’re fucking?”

Viktor hums in thought. “…yes?”

“Anyways,” Yuuri says. He shoves a hash brown in his mouth — it’s fluffy inside, crispy outside, dusted with salt — and groans with pleasure. He is supposed to be on a diet. First Viktor ruined sex and now he’s ruining food, too. “There’s no way this club isn’t committing a crime.”

“…about that,” Chris says. He sounds entirely innocent.

Yuuri is suspicious as hell. “What?”

“If you really want to investigate the club, I have an in,” he says. “But you have to promise you’ll take the job.”

“Is this about your bootleg sex toys?”

“They’re not my bootlegs! And it’s a legitimate public health issue!”

“It’ll get me into the club?”

“It’ll let you find out everything you could possibly want to know.”

Yuuri squints at Chris, who grins. Phichit grins, too. Yuuri can’t see Viktor, but he’s probably smiling, too.

Yuuri is so fucked.

“Fine.”

“…you own the club downstairs.”

“That’s right. I’m Shanice.”

“And you want me to help you keep the place open.”

“Look, I’m trying to create a safe space for people to explore their desires without being shamed. I started this place after I moved here with my husband and he then ran off in the middle of the night with all the money. It’s all I have. Hideki and his crew want to turn this place into one of their brothels. Which would you rather live above?”

Yuuri stares at her. If he lived above a brothel, Viktor couldn’t get laid there. On the other hand, Hideki is a human trafficking piece of shit. If Yuuri was a better person, this would be no choice at all.

As it is, he can’t stop himself from regretting having moral standards, just for a moment.

“I’ll see what I can do,” he says. “On one condition.”

“I can’t believe you had me banned,” Viktor says. He’s sitting in Yuuri’s favorite chair, bare feet propped up on the coffee table, ankles crossed. He’s wearing jeans and a plain tshirt, and glittery highlighter. The highlighter is tacky. He looks deeply irritated.

Yuuri keeps looking at him, torn: one hand, this is hilarious, and on the other hand, Viktor has a point, Yuuri is being petty as hell. Whatever. Viktor should have expected this. He knows how much Yuuri loves sleep.

“You deserve it.”

“You realize I can get laid elsewhere?”

“I don’t care about you getting laid, I want to sleep for eight hours uninterrupted.”

“You once slept through a volcano erupting.”

“The volcano was in another state and I was drugged.” Yuuri sighs. “Never mind. The job.”

“Mm.” Viktor picks up one of the files sitting on the desk. Phichit and Chris came by earlier with the results of their recon, and now they’re off dealing with one of Phichit’s internet people’s minor blackmail problem. They’d promised to be back in the evening to get the details ironed out.

Which leaves Yuuri with Viktor to figure out the approach. Hideki and his goons generally come by once a week to do their ‘give us your club or we’ll ruin your business’ song and dance, but Hideki himself comes by even more often to enjoy the club’s services. According to Shanice, he’s driving off customers with his bad manners and the way he treats his subs.

“Some of these subs are are probably bodyguards in disguise,” Viktor muses. “He never comes with one?”

“Shanice says he always has a naked woman on a leash with him. And he rents the back room for business meetings, and he provides them with subs, and sometimes they mysteriously wash up on the beach with stab wounds in the groin.”

“A two man job, then. You need someone to play sub for you.”

“I guess.”

“Unless you want to be stabbed in the dick.”

“You in?” Yuuri asks.

Viktor snorts.

“Okay, I’ll just ask Chri—”

“Fine, I’ll do it.” Viktor leans back in his chair, ankles crossed, and taps his lip with his index finger, the way he does when he’s thinking. “Just like old times,” he murmurs, smiling to himself, and Yuuri shivers. That’s the whole problem, he thinks, but he nods.

Taking his ex-boyfriend, who used to actually let Yuuri sexually dominate him, on this mission is a terrible, terrible idea. Either Phichit or Chris would be safer options. Yuuri shouldn’t.

Viktor traces the floor plan of the club, and says, “Tonight?”

“We can plant the bug, yeah. Phichit and Chris can put together my cover.”

“And mine?”

“If anyone asks you anything, play dumb.”

“Tch.” Viktor rolls his eyes, but Yuuri ignores him. Viktor is exceptional at playing dumb. Despite being almost six feet and made mostly of muscle, he always manages to give the impression that he’s soft, harmless, and stupid. Even though he destroyed Yuuri completely within the first minute of their first meeting.

“I’ll meet you here at nine,” Yuuri says. He gets up. “Wait, are you just doing this to get unbanned from the club?”

“You’ve caught me,” Viktor says, laughing, and he’s still chuckling behind his hand as Yuuri slips out of the apartment, the door closing behind him.

Yuuri picks up his dry cleaning so he’ll have clothes for the club tonight, buys some ugly sunglasses as part of his disguise because he doesn’t want his good Armani ones associated with this shitty cover, and scouts out the workplace of a potential government contact for his burn notice for three hours. Then, before he can think better of it, he stops at a pet store and buys a plain black collar and a leash.

#yoi #yuri on ice #yoi spy zine #fanfiction #victuuri #promo fic

[nejisrightkneecap]

KRBK FIC REC MASTERLIST

I have compiled a massive Kiribaku fic list, please indulge. - the laundry room ; dellsey

It’s a really cute quick fic about special moments Kirishima and Bakugou are able to share while they wait for their laundry to finishes :) - The Beauty of a Beast ; starofjems

A Beauty and the Beast AU!!! It’s a longer fic, but 100% worth the read. The author is SO good at portraying the characters personalities.

- Heart Strings ; starofjems

This one is also by starofjems!! Although it is a lot shorter, it is still AMAZING. Bakugou is able to see a red string that connects soul mates together and eventually Kirishima stumbles by. - Spooky times & cuddles ; Jartz

A VERY cute short fic about Kirishima going over to Bakugou’s house for halloween! It’s good to read any season though. - Who’s Next? ; MyBlackCrimsonRose

Bakugou gets hella hurt during a fight and Kirishima is a BADASS in getting revenge. This one is also a quick read and I highly suggest it!! - the easy parts ; chonideno 

Kirishima gets hurt and is informed that there will be a lot of scarring. It’s follows him through his struggle of insecurity regarding the scars and his acceptance. - it’s pouring out here ; shizuumi151

Kirishima is on a basketball team with Bakugou and he is the team captain. Kirishima has a crush on him and they have a little run in after getting caught in the rain. - 2am Knows All Secrets ; Unbreakable_red_riot

OH MY GOSH THIS FIC!! I really love the concept of Bakugou having nightmares about Kamino and the author does an amazing job at showing his difficulties with them. Kirishima keeps waking up to loud noises from Bakugou’s room and goes to scope it out; resulting in a few sleepovers... -  Shitty Hair and Shitty Nightmares; honest_pebble

(I have so many nightmare fics oops!) Bakugou is struggling with nightmares and Kirishima is a good friend and helps while Bakugou figures himself and his feelings out.

- a heart swelled to bursting ; eggstasy

This fic literally stole my heart and has to be one of my favorites. It’s the next summer and they are back at the training camps, but Bakugou has been repressing some worries. It’s a very Bakugou centric story, following him dealing with PTSD with help from other characters. - Let Me Save You ; lovelylittlefruit

A short story showing the after effects of a battle where Kirishima saved Bakugou. This is more angst/conflict than fluff but I do still recommend it!! - safe & sound ; Authoress 

This one made my heart SO happy and soft jeez ahaha. Bakugou has to be kept in a safe house after Kamino because of more threats and Kirishima is his comfort buddy. - not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all ; theroyalsavage 

AAAA!!! It’s a “10 Things I Hate About You” AU and its REALLY good even if you haven’t seen the movie. Very sweet and the character personalities are done really well. - heart stains on the carpet ; cityboys 

THIS STOLE ALL MY UWU’S AND MORE! Kirishima is Bakugou’s live in body guard who got a little closer to him than he had planned. Very cute and has some of the best dialogue I’ve read in a fic. Definitely goes with my favorites. - how they got detention for a week ; eggstasy

Kirishima is determined to go out with Bakugou no matter how intimidating that may seem. Kaminari tries to stop him but it’s no use. I really enjoyed reading this and I loved how the authors incorporated the Bakuquad!! - How To Make Bakugou Katsuki a Decent Human Being ; keptein 

Kirishima is set on making Bakugou a nicer guy no matter what it takes. (Even if that means pulling a Pavlov on him) but along the way he catches feelings. - ten things i learnt about you ; tamacchannn 

A very soft fic about Bakugou realizing things that he likes about Kirishima. Made me gush quite a few times. - don’t count on me to tell you when ; newamsterdam // 

GOD I LOVE THIS ONE TOO. It’s set in the future when they are pro-heros. Kirishima come back to see Bakugou and confess his feelings, but they end up just being friends with benefits for awhile. Very well written - do right by you ; kyoutimes

Kirishima and Bakugou are working together and Kirishima has a crisis about his sexuality. (There’s more to it than that but I don’t wanna spoil it :P) I loved the emotion in this AAAA - yes, you say you’d like to ; Authoress 

Kirishima invites a few friends to the beach, which eventually lead to THE WHOLE CLASS joining. He didn’t want to invite Bakugou, strictly because he didn’t want to get turned on at at the beach. - Kiss your knuckles before you punch me ; Claus_Lucas 

Bakugou saves Kirishima who is a boxer by lighting some of his own fireworks. I don’t know how much I can give away without spoiling it, but this is on my top three. While proud of Kirishima, Bakugou needs to remind him of his limits regarding his boxing career. - what he thinks he knows ; lovelylittlefruit 

Mainly Bakugou sided? It follows Bakugou as he realizes that there more to the assumptions he makes about his crush, Kirishima. It’s unfinished but I’m excited to see the rest soon!! - good to you ; Authoress

Takes place directly after Kamino. The two boys refuse to stop holding hands which leads to other conclusions. I love this sm, I had very soft moments and there’s a cute little twist that I LOVED at the end. - An obvious patch ; SweetScentences

Shinsou steals Bakugou’s eggs and Kirishima gets stabbed all the while. JK, there’s more to it than that,,, this is one of those fics I feel like it’s best enjoyed if you go in blind. I enjoyed every minute of this fic, laughed and teared up. - But for now, I’m with you; eikoexe 

A really goofy and cute texting fic!! Kirishima accidentally texts Bakugou thinking it’s Kaminari demanding a Dorito stealing confession. It’s still being written but I do love it very much so far. Read if you need a laugh!! (Sadly, it’s been over a year since the last update so I’m not expecting it to continue soon :()

-neon season; chonideno 

I really love this author jeez. It’s a road trip fic and these boys are very frustrated with their feelings toward each other (Mainly Bakugou lolololol) The way emotions are written is amazing and I fell in love with how they portrayed Kirishima and Bakugou. 

-the color red; ayadormouse 

G o d . . . This is like a coffee shop/college AU and it holds a lot of family angst for Bakugou. Bakugou is an artist and Kirishima is persistent in getting know the angry guy that doesn’t know how to order coffee. Heroes and quirks are more of an old myth/history type thing, but there still are mentions of it. 

-downhill; eggstasy 

Kirishima is a mom friend and loves learning small facts about his friends while in the dorms. This has almost every class 1-A character in it which I love because not a lot of authors write about some of the mpre minor roles. They play truth or dare and it gets out of hand.

-Of course I was worried; Ellieb3an

Kirishima gets hurt after his big fight in the manga (so there are spoilers) but he gets confused when Bakugou doesn’t visit him in the hospital and avoids him when he returns to the dorms. Bakugou is just a secret softy who was worried about his mans. I love seeing the softish side of Bakugou aaaa. 

-The Wild Side; Mishelledor23 

Kirishima and Bakugou are married and in Kirishima’s mind, everything is going great. Until, he wakes up one morning to see a letter and Bakugou’s wedding ring. My heart breaks for Kirishima in this one, and I’m so curious as to why Bakugou left. (It’s on going!) Kaminari and Mina are also present and go help Kiri with a mission. 

-Roses are red and they taste like shit; Unbreakable_Red_Riot 

A Bakugou hanahaki disease fic, this is also high on my favorites list. I couldn’t put it down for the life of me. Mutual pining eventually, but it focuses in mainly on Bakugou and his families way of dealing with the disease. 

-little are the things we learn; newamsterdam  

 The two boys never outright tell their class they are dating, but 5 of them figure it out and each one of them is stunned by their relationship. Perfect mix of angst and fluff, told from different characters perspectives as they see and analyze the two. 

- Detonate; theroyalsvage 

Bakugou is acting weird and a little insecure almost at a party he was invited to. Kirishima finds him on the roof and tries to figure the explosive boy out. 

-Trash Goblin Finds Love; wrunic 

Another coffee shop AU with a scientist Bakugou. This one made me giggle and the writing is so in character. I love how it ends and Kirishima is a big cutie in this one. 

-Radio Silence; doop_doop 

After getting hit with a coma quirk, Kirishima is bedridden and can’t move. Although his body is asleep, he can hear everything that is going on. So naturally, his friends visit him as much as possible to keep the guy entertained. But Bakugou realizes there’s something more to his feelings for Kirishima. (this shit is so cute, Bakugou reads to him)

-one to ten; crunchrapsupreme 

Kirishima wants to ask Bakugou out, but Kaminari demands that he becomes friends with him first. So Kirishima sets out to become a ‘Level 10’ friend to Bakugou. (This one is also very cute, Bakugou is a cat lover and it makes me melt.)

-out of sight, within reach; Poteto 

Gahhhh oblivious mutual pining makes me w e a k… Bakugou realizes he loves Kirishima while dragging his drunk body back to his house. Jealousy and miscommunication from both sides until there is an emergency and Bakugou drops his grudge.

-i’m a mess but you’re still here; Dreaming_of_Fairys

Kirishima notices that Bakugou is struggling after failing the licensing exam. And while he wants to be there for his friend, he realizes he has deeper than platonic feelings. Bakugou isn’t very open to receiving help from Kirishima regardless. I like the authors take on how Bakugou’s outlashes are described. This one is unfinished but I’m excited for more!

-It’s Not Living (If It’s Not With You); writingboom

This is one of my favorite 3 fics at the moment. It’s a band AU where Bakugou is captivated by the red-head on stage. His attraction doesn’t stop when he meets him backstage either. There is SO MUCH FLUFF OMG. But also a good amount of angst and tension. All the good stuff. I highly recommend. 

-Undoable Devotion; Haarhus and Honey227

This is a fic that two of my friends are working on! Bakugou lives alone as a hunter but begins to worry when the forrest seems to be lacking resources. Having to venture far out to get food, he stumbles upon the most enhancing red stag he’s ever seen. Even though I’m slightly biased because I know the creators, I absolutely l o v e the plot and writing style. It’s under 20,000 words right now so it’s a good time to start it.

-things soft and precious; gloop

ADORABLE MY GOD. It’s Kirishima and Bakugou falling in love through Mitsuki’s perspective and it fills my heart with so much love AH. Kirishima is a big ol’ dork and Bakugou is still as emotionally stuck as ever. I love the pacing and the different take on perspective. Would read again. 

-quote love unquote; newamsterdam

I’m pretty sure most people have heard of this one if not read it. It’s more or less THE Kiribaku fanfiction right now. I love this author and a few of their works are already in this list but I seriously can’t get enough. Another band AU, but this time with Bakugou as a very famous actor. In meeting at a party, the two boys are getting closer and Bakugou’s sexuality is exposed publicly. Which of course, the only solution entails Kirishima as his new fake boyfriend. This story was always good, but then there were so many extra details and plot twists AH. It’s lengthy, but I was so into it I finished it very fast. 

-Sun Sets Red; Shippeh

OK another one of my top 3 at the moment. Words cannot express my love for this fic lmao, it deserves all the praise it’s been getting. Kirishima winds up being a roommate to Midoriya and that includes Bakugou stopping in. There’s a lot more than what meets the eye regarding Bakugou and Kirishima figures that out very quickly. The bakusquad is strong in this one and there’s lots of angst but plenty of love. I don’t know what it is, but the emotion in the writing is phenomenal and this will be a forever favorite. 

-Infamous; AnotherWordForWeird// 

Bakugou is a hated singer. His brash attitude wasn’t the problem. It was the fact that he had attacked a lady and since then been nothing but a nuisance to the public. He considers taking his life, but hangs on when a certain redhead seems to not be aware of his fame. So, when interacting with Kirishima, he tries to lie and keep his identity of being the infamous “Ground Zero” a secret. But, Kirishima has a secret of his own. He’s internet sensation “Red Riot”, the mysterious new singer without a face to his name. This one is not finished, I am looking forward to see what direction the author takes the story!!

 -Crocs, Fate and REO Speedwagon; Hope_Neufield// 

O H MY GOD. This is the final of my three ATM favorites. This fic in its entirety blew me the fuck away. It trips me out how incredibly smart the author’s writing and planning is. Bakugou is in his twenties and he’s lost every ounce of hope he had in himself. He’s stuck at a job he hates and he lives in solitude with nothing but whiskey for comfort. So, one night, he tries to take his life. The angel Kirishima saves his life and promises him a second chance. TONS of angst LOADS of it. This one is nearly completed and I don’t know if I’m ready to let it go LMAO. I think this is the first fic I’ve re-read because I truly feel like I didn’t appreciate it enough the first time. PLEASE read this one. 

 -The Magic Song; Zacksy

A loose Cinderella AU that follows servant Kirishima. He finds a small pot of some sort of goopey substance. He is the only one able to open the jar, and before he knows, his hair is now red. His friends urge him to visit the banquet as his hair was more at a royal status and he bumps into Prince Katsuki. I read this one super fast because I enjoyed it so much the time just flew by. It’s a good fic for a bad day. 

-avian; chonideno

Bakugou didn’t want to spend his night in a crowded airport with tons of other people. He also didn’t want to spend it snuggled up to some obnoxious clingy stranger. I love chonideno’s writing so much, it’s so lovely and the style literally blossoms my heart. This one is on the shorter side, but I enjoyed every bit of it. 

-blisters; eggstasy

Bakugou has a way of building up his palm endurance. It was introduced by his father and it never faded. This fic is almost a character study in some elements, it puts Bakugou in a way I haven’t really seen. The couple-ly moments are adorable and OMG there’s some lines that just get to me. 

-Three Taps; Mintyboy

There’s something Kirishima can’t understand about a certain affection Bakugou gives. It’s just three small taps. This fic is short but it owns my whole heard GAHHH!!! I have found myself thinking about this piece of writing every so often, it sticks with you. 

-13 Things Best Bros Do Together (+1 Thing They Don’t); WhenJoshIsJoesph

This is “I love you no homo bro; The Fic”. Kirishima and Bakugou are very affectionate towards each other in a way that only happens in a romantic relationship. They seem to be the only ones aware of how strange they are acting, but sooner than later, they do something they know isn’t normal for friends and are forced to admit their true feelings. A cute fic that made me laugh and root for both of the boys. 

-Cause of Death; blueslove

Kirishima and Bakugou have been dating for a bit but they have yet to kiss. This is a short fic about warming up to a new relationship. Adorable, pretty much all fluff. I love it.

-2 A.M; cityboys 

Katsuki goes to work with his mother in rebranding a family restaurant. It’s his first long visit since his big move to Tokyo and he gets picked up from the station by a redhead he has never seen. Through the fic, Bakugou is challenged by his own feelings and overall loneliness. A question he’s asked by Kirishima is, “Do you have a 2 a.m?” GOD THIS FIC MADE ME EMOTIONAL PLEASE READ IT. There’s a really neat plot twist and a good mix of angst and fluff. I fully recommend. 

-Ransom in Red; Shippeh

Another semi-cinderella AU!!! This time, Kirishima sneaks into a party while Bakugou is trying to sneak out. They meet up, and eventually team up to get out of the place after Bakugou figures out Kirishima’s facade. When they do, Bakugou takes Kirishima to one of his favorite parts about being the prince. Their happy moment is soon interrupted and trouble follows them. I ALREADY LOVE THIS AUTHOR AND THE WAY THEY WRITE MY BOYS, But this fic is hella underrated it makes me s a d. Go read!!! 

Ok ngl I got real lazy and for now, I WILL JUST BE LISTING THE FICS WITH NO DESRIPTION LMAO WILL EDIT LATER. 

-Paper Machismo; Legendaerie

-things you said to me when you were scared; dearwormwood

-Fight Me; mr_todoroki

-done with having dreams (the thing that i believe) futurehearts

-Kids; degradedpsychotic

-Doubt; PurplePersnickety

-Soft Touches, Quiet Voices; beebuzz

-help me get out of my head; popcap

-a tenderness you can’t let go; punchmunk

-the world you keep erasing; Slumber

-Crow’s Feet; PotatoJesus

-My Ears Can’t Hear But My Heart Can; puraiuddo

-Take the world back from a heart attack; Claus_Lucas 

-this is getting kinda out of hands (this is getting kinda out of my head); multiclassmaps

-Letting You Lead Me Towards The Deep End; Uglysweater

-by that tree on the peak; shizummi151

-Rosy; mr_todoroki

-Crossfated; rashiisa

-you’ll have to take me down; pickledbrows

-Intertwined; DemiDivinedHero

-Red; mr_todoroki

-the fool’s rush; chonideno

-four feet, two hands; eggstasy

-I’m Curious (what happens when your lips meet mine?); Lulatic

-The Lessons of Flirting; CatoftheShadows

-just want your head on my shoulder; littlelionvanz

-Red Neon; Shippeh

-In the Age of the Social; singingdevil

-but i’ve got an angry heart; newamsterdam 

-Under The Same Stars; Unbreakable_Red_Riot

-Quietly; chezka

-like you’re running out of time, like you need it to survive; Slumber

-towards the light; noahczerns

-like stars burning holes right through the dark; multiclassmaps

-One Available Copy; EverythingandAnything

-Like Knives; All_My_Characters_Are_Dead

-Who do you love?; Canadiantardis

-Interpolation; deplore

-Sweet sixteen; Delitan 

-houdini; chonideno 

-It Will Find You Here; arxaris

-sunchaser; chonideno

-Wandering in the Shade; MomotoneScreaming

#krbk #Kirishima Eijirou #kiribaku fic #kiribaku #katsuki bakugou #bakugou x kirishima #bakushima #bnha #mha #fanfiction #fic list

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Catharsis (Villain!Deku x Fem!Reader) Chapter Ten

A/n: Wassup? Here’s a new chapter, a little later than expected, but oh well. Two weeks really passed back quick! Also, I think I’m going to post some old imagines I wrote a couple years ago for other fandoms, so look for that. Anyway, Enjoy!

This story will contain dark themes! Please read the warning!

Summary: An unexpected death of a loved one can lead to a sudden influx of emotions. Those same emotions can become repressed, as denial and disbelief comes into play. In this time, one would seek a means of catharsis, a release from those strong, repressed emotions. But what would you do if that means of catharsis, the same release you sought so hard for, becomes addicting? To the extent, that you feel you can not live without it? What if it can’t live without you? **WARNING: This story MAY contain; bullying, suicide, depression, torture, manipulation, mentions of sexual assault, and MORE! You have been warned.

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Chapter Ten: Police Questionings and Heartfelt Reunions

You clenched your teeth as you stood silently beside Shigaraki, eyeing the group of villains who stood in a loose cluster near the door that led outside. There were around 15 of them, all with varying quirks and levels of intimidation. Shigaraki sat on a bar stool, lazily hunched as he caressed the glass in his hand, his ‘Father’ hand covering his face. 

“We will meet Thursday morning at the Warehouse on the corner of Otomocho street, there I will reiterate the plan on how we’re going to kill All Might,” Shigaraki muttered out, as you watched the reactions of the low-time villains that he somehow managed to recruit. A few of them stared at you, no doubt recognizing you from the news stories that have been plaguing the T.V. for the last week, ever since the video surfaced. You rolled your eyes, shaking your head at the unwanted attention, but not daring to move, as Izuku asked you specifically to remain at Shigaraki’s side while he went to gather more of his ‘loyal followers’ to buff up the crowd you would take to the Unforeseen Simulation Joint to deal with whatever heroes and students who would be present during the trip.

During your time here, you came to realize that Izuku was protective of Shigaraki, as he was the one to ‘save’ him, apparently. You haven’t gotten the chance to get Izuku to elaborate on exactly what happened, and how he ended up here as a villain, but if he trusted you to stand as Shigaraki’s personal babysitter bodyguard while he and Kurogiri was away, you would do so. Your attention was brought back onto the group of mediocre villains when a woman spoke up.

“How the hell are we supposed to trust you when you have one of their bitches standing right here?” she scoffed, glaring at you and taking a threatening step closer, only to pause when you moved slightly in front of Shigaraki. You glared at her menacingly, feeling the collar around your neck pulse, as if activated by your emotions. 

“Move the fuck back,” you hissed, ready to activate your quirk if needed. You were irked by the fact that she has the audacity to call you a bitch, but seeing as she clearly has some type of mutation quirk by the small blades that replaced her fingernails, you knew that if the chance came, you would definitely be able to take her; Control the rings on one hand of hers, and you could easily make her slit her own throat with those disgusting nails. 

“Back down, (Y/n). As you can see, she’s on our side. The video that came out was very misleading, it was simply the passion-filled reunion of two lovers,” A new voice spoke up, before Izuku made his appearance from the archway of the hall behind you, with Kurogiri trailing not far behind. You instantly took a step back as told, before relaxing as Izuku laced his fingers with yours, his shadows emerging and connecting ever so gently with your collar, making you release a small content sigh. Your eyes then dragged back over to the group, observing their slightly shocked, giddy expressions at the appearance of the famed Deku.

“We know where her loyalties lie, but how will we know where’s yours? Prove them by coming with us to finally destroy All Might on Thursday afternoon,” Shigaraki announced, his glass clanking on the wooden bar as he straightened up, finally making eye contact with the group, with a sense of finality to his voice. The group all paused, before a few muttered words of affirmation, while others nodded. 

It was a few minutes later that a majority of the batch had found their way out, a couple stranglers coming closer to talk to Deku, who was seemingly rising in popularity along with a villain called ‘The Hero Killer’. While Deku chatted animatedly with them, you instead decided to sit at the bar with Shigaraki, not liking the looks the others were giving you. Their either looked at you distrustingly, or with some weird sense of admiration for being so close to Deku. 

“Are the Nomu things ready?” You questioned Shigaraki quietly, taking a sip of the water Kurogiri handed you.

“One of them,” He gruffed out, playing with the fresh glass Kurogiri had given him, not wanting to take off ‘Father’ in order to drink while there was still others around.

“What? Only one? We plan on attacking in four days, how long will the others take?”

“We only need one. They’re made so one of them will be able to surpass All Might’s power. We focused on making one strong enough to deal with him, the others aren’t capable yet. One’s enough.” 

“I know you said All Might has been getting weaker, but when I saw him a few weeks ago, he seemed perfectly fin--”

“We only need one.”

Deciding that you didn’t feel like arguing, you just silently shook your head with a roll of your eyes. If everything went to shit, you’ll make sure Kurogiri gets the four of you out safe. A hand rested itself on your shoulder, shifting your attention from Shigaraki to the person. Izuku stood there, a conflicted look in his eyes.

“Love, come with me. I think it's time we go talk to someone.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Class was cancelled the week following the emergence of the video of (Y/n) (L/n)’s kidnapping. However, that didn’t stop a police officer from knocking on the door to the Bakugo residence, accompanied by Shota Aizawa, principal Nezu, and All Might himself. 

Mitsuki Bakugo was the one to answer the door, with a grim look on her face. She didn’t speak as she opened the door wider, encouraging the entourage inside and into the living room. Her gaze locked onto her husband, Masaru, who silently nodded and went to fetch their son. Mitsuki felt the ache in her chest broaden at the thought of her son. She knew the disappearance of his childhood friends affected him in ways he wouldn’t admit, but there was little she felt she could do to get through to him. It was only a week before, that the video emerged, and it was only a short time ago that she awoke to the sound of Katsuki having a major panic attack after discovering it. She consoled him the best she could before he calmed enough for him to kick her out of his room, not showing his face at all the next morning. In fact, this will be the first time he left his room since, at least to her knowledge. It was the start of many afternoons, in what could easily be, ever that the Bakugou household wasn’t filled with loud ruckus as all members were present.

It was a few hours prior that U.A. held another press conference, confessing to their knowledge of  (Y/n)’s kidnapping, but using the excuse of them discreetly trying to find her before the public knew, as a way of ensuring her potential safety so the villains who kidnapped her wouldn’t feel threatened enough to dispose of her quickly. They claimed that they were close to finding her whereabouts, but the release of the video could potentially be a major stepback, as the villains will know they were on their trail. This was enough of an explanation to placate majority of the nay-sayers, but Mitsuki couldn’t help but feel a pit in her stomach thinking about the poor girl. If what they said was true, it will only be a matter of time before her dead body will be found.

Offering the waiting group a small forced smile, she gestured towards the couch and chairs in the room.

“Please sit. Can I get any of you anything?” 

“No thank you, Ms. Bakugo. We apologize for the intrusion, but we thought Katsuki would feel most comfortable in his own home, and not down at the police station.” Nezu spoke up as he climbed up one of the chairs that was facing the empty couch. Mitsuki nodded, looking towards the steps as two pairs of footsteps sounded. Moments later, Masaru come into view, followed by a disheveled Katsuki. 

“Now, we will like both you and your husband to stay, but we need to make it clear that this is an important matter, and you must not interrupt. Katsuki, you will not be punished for anything that you tell us, we just want a better understanding of what has been happening,” Nezu continued, clearly taking the lead in the questioning. “This is Naomasa Tsukauchi, he is a detective with the police force. Please answer all of our questions honestly, we just want information.”

Katsuki nodded silently, before plopping down onto the couch across from the rodent-looking being. He crossed his arms defensively, not meeting the gaze of any adults in the room, instead seeming to find an interest in the floor. After a pregnant pause, Nezu spoke up once again,

“The day that (Y/n) disappeared, she ran from the school after an argument with you. According to reports from your fellow classmates, (Y/n) had sustained a head injury--”

“She wasn’t the only one hurt. I got a gash on the back of my head too,” Katsuki interrupted gruffly, before falling silent again.

“Yes. Recovery Girl informed me that Eijiro Kirishima took you to her office afterwards and that you had a mild concussion. Now, what could you two have been arguing about that caused you to hurt each other like that?”

Katsuki gritted his teeth in hesitation before answering.

“The night before. There was a news report of the Deku attack in Kanagawa. I knew she saw it too. Deku.... The identity of Deku is Izuku Midoriya.”

Mitsuki gasped from her spot across the room, her hands coming up to cover her mouth in realization. When she saw the video of the kidnapping, well the clip of it that was shown on the news, she completely ignored the face of the villain, instead the poor girl’s terrified face haunted her enough that she couldn’t even look back at it after the first glimpse. Masaru wrapped her in his arms as Katsuki continued speaking.

“T-That fucking bastard. Deku was something I used to call him to tease him-I never thought--I didn’t….” He said, his crossed arms tightening to the point it looked as if he was hugging himself for comfort, his head still hanging down, but by the choked up sound he was making, he was near tears. “I knew it was him the moment I saw him on the news.”

“Did (Y/n) know as well?” Nezu questioned gently, trying to persuade the boy to continue talking.

“O-Of fucking course she did! The bastard was her best friend and boyfriend! I tried to talk to her, but she kept fucking denying it, saying that he was dead. Her dumbass was in denial.”

“How did that lead to you both getting hurt?”

“She-She looked guilty. What the fuck did she have to be guilty about? It made me think…. I-I thought… how could she not have known? How-How could she not have known that he didn’t kill himself? Out of anybody, it would be her that would know. I-I thought… I…” Katsuki said, his voice cracking as he forced himself to breath. “...I accused her of knowing this entire time. Of lying. I thought this was planned, I didn’t know how or why, but it was. She tried to walk away, and I-I thought this proved her guilty. I didn’t mean to hurt her, I was trying to stop her from walking away and I-I banged her head against the stupid wall. I yelled at her. Accused her. Fuck. I-I think it was too much… she was crying… she lost control of her quirk, and sent me flying into the opposite wall…”

“Then what happened?”

“She fucking ran. Grabbed her shit from the classroom, knocked down everyone and everything in her way. And- she fucking ran right into the fucking attack---FUCK!” Katsuki cried, his hands coming up to grip his hair. “She didn’t fucking know--She wasn’t a part of it until she ran- until she ran from me- FUCK! IT'S NOT MY FAULT- I DIDN’T KNOW--”

“Young Bakugo, please calm down. No, this isn’t your fault. You didn’t know. You were traumatized. You just found out that a childhood friends, someone you thought killed himself, became a villain. You weren’t in the right mindset.” All Might spoke up, his signature smile wiped from his face as he watched the young boy hold back his sobs the best he could manage tears dripping from his red eyes onto his lap.

“Why didn’t you come forth with this information when we first questioned you about the fight?” Aizawa spoke up for once, ignoring the side-eye All Might sent him for his blunt question. Katsuki’s head shot up, as he leapt to his feet, rage filling his tearfilled eyes, his quirk sending small explosions into the air from his hands. 

“BECAUSE ITS NOT MY FUCKING FAULT. THE BASTARD CHOSE THIS LIFE HIS DAMN SELF. I DIDN’T--IT’S NOT MY FUCKING FAULT HE DID WHAT HE DID.  OR WHAT SHE DID! THE BITCH DIDN’T HAVE TO RUN AWAY! IT’S NOT-” Katsuki shouted, before being muffled by his mother’s shoulder as she pulled him into a tight hug, where he crumbled to his knees, tears falling down his face, but the sobs staying stuck in his chest.

Not my fault.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

You took in a sharp breath as the floor under your feet creaked, wincing as you paused your steps. You glanced to your side where Izuku stood, his green eyes glowing dimly, as both of you listening intently for any sign that you were heard. After waiting a few more moments with no such sign, the both of you continued forwards slowly, your eyes trained in front of you, as you willed your eyes to see better in the dark. You crouched low as you came to a doorway, peaking your head around the corner as you looked for any movement in the pitch dark. With a small nudge behind you from Izuku, you proceeded forward, staying low to make sure you stay out of sight. As you crept out of the room you were in, you were met with an equally dark hallway. The two of you moved forward, passed two doors, and finally to the one at the end of the hall. Once outside of the closed door, you straightened, before looking behind you to Izuku. He nodded silently, urging you to slowly open the door. You did as wanted of you, quietly turning the handle and opening the door.

Pausing a second while the door creaked open, you tilted your head inside, eyes easily peering through the dark. It was a bedroom, a large queen-sized bed to the left, a dresser to the right. The windows straight across from you, which would normally let in light from the streetlights outside, were covered with thick curtains, only allowing a small sliver of light to pour onto the still figure on the bed. When the figure made no sign of moving, you edge further into the room, Izuku only a step behind. Stopping at the foot of the bed, with Izuku right at your side, you watched as Izuku’s shadows emerged, still visible despite the dark the room was bathed in, as if they were a completely different color black as everything else. 

The shadows slithered towards the figure on the bed, almost seeming threatening in the intensity of the way they moved. Your collar sent small pulses through your body, Izuku clearly being excited.

Excited, or nervous? You couldn’t quite tell.

The shadows finally reached the figure, before they gently shook it, awakening the figure who shot up in fear. The person tossed themselves on their side quickly, hand snagging ahold of the pull chain of the bedside lamp. Before the room could be bathed in light however, you activated your quirk, quickly snatching the lamp from their grasp, gently settling it on the floor as you moved closer. The person backed away from you, audibly hitting the headboard in their frantic motions, their breathing shaky as if they were close to tears. Your heart clenched at the thought, causing you to move even closer, reaching the side of the bed with an outstretched hand, trying to get ahold of them for comfort.

“Mama Midoriya?” you muttered quietly, making the person freeze. You finally found what you were looking for in the dark, grabbing ahold of her hand, and pulling her closer so she could clearly see your face in the dark. Her wide green eyes stared at you in awe, before she yanked you down into a bear-crushing hug, as loud sobs escaped her. You smiled warmly as tears fell down your cheeks. Movement from behind you caught your attention, making you pull your head up to see. You felt Mama Midoriya flinch at the noise, before her body tensed up once again as it seemed like she wanted to steal all the oxygen in the world with how hard she gasped.

“Mom?” Izuku muttered quietly, shuffling closer to the two of you. You shifted to the side as her hand reached out in disbelief.

“Izuku?”

~*~

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