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estressed-out · 2 years

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𝔹ℕℍ𝔸 𝕩 𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕒𝕚 ℕ𝕚𝕜𝕜𝕚[𝔸𝕌] ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕ℂ𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

Hey! hey comrades, call me Celes or Cian, and this is my first post here on Tumblr! for some explanations, I'm an extremely fan of BNHA and I love doing aus, even more with other animes, and these days I got really interested in Mirai Nikki, and I had the idea to write these HeadCanons, I will introduce the characters in which I planned more things for AU, enjoy!

Y/N is an antisocial and friendless teenager, and barely interacts with their classmates, and only keeps their attention on their cell phone and the internet, and their only friends are 'imaginary' friends, one named Nezu, a mouse? puppy? cat? nor can they explain it, but they can confirm that he is kind of mean and makes some kind of unfortunate jokes.

And the other was a rather peculiar imaginary friend, a supposed "God" who called himself "All Might", he's kinder to Y/N and maybe kind of fatherly.

Y/N has always been a person who liked to write down what they did in their diary, one that was on their cell phone, writing down everything from studies to the events of their day.

But one day, Y/N discovered that their diary would be their most important weapon...

That same day, "All Might" alerted Y/N that he was dying, and so, he was creating a survival game, where the last one alive would take his place as a God and thus control space, time, and especially the peace, and Y/N was in this game, of course...being forced to face another twenty people who were also chosen for this game.

now Y/N will have to face and maybe bear the pressure of being on the side of some of them.

But now... who are these people chosen to have a "Future Diary" and fight to the death?

𝕀𝕫𝕦𝕜𝕦 𝕄𝕚𝕕𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕪𝕒 /𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔼𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕙

Izuku Midoriya, the eighteenth and owner of the "Friendship Diary"

His diary is his cell phone

His diary allows him to predict the future of his friends, which is a great advantage as he has Tenya Iida, the Fourth, and Ochaco Uraraka, the Fifth, by his side.

His diary has helped him a lot to get his friends out of dangerous situations and even save them from death.

He would be a great person to have as an ally, as he would save you from many risky situations.

He is a shy but polite boy, and likes to jot down the diaries of the other twenty-one participants, and always comes up with the best strategies against the other diaries.

But don't let this cute and adorable angelic face fool you, since his past can be considered complicated...

Since he was four years old, he was mistreated and put pressure on him for being a "no talent" and "weak" boy, mainly by Katsuki Bakugou, becoming an antisocial and fearful child, at age 15 he couldn't take the pressure and abuse anymore, so he submitted to drugs and Yakuza remedies through a man named "Tomura Shigaraki"

Of course, the drugs and meds drastically affected his physical strength and body, increasing his muscles and giving him destructive physical strength.

As your ally, he's not that big of a danger, but the problem is if he's your enemy.

Don't try to attack or kill his friends, this is almost a death sentence.

The worst thing to try is to try and fight him physically, unless you want to have your bones broken or even die...

You will also have no luck fighting him using a melee weapon, he will easily destroy or take it out of your hands.

You can do well against him using a firearm, but I recommend that you use a weapon that can fire a flurry of bullets. if not, he's likely to be able to stay on his feet even after taking a few shots, but not all.

Now if he's your ally, you're in luck!

He will be of great help trying to eliminate the other seventeen participants in this game.

His diary will benefit you a lot, he will be able to predict your future and save you from some situations, how many times did he show up at the exact time you were in danger and saved you?

One thing that will hurt him is if you cheat on him, why did you do this to him? he did so many things for you! he was always by your side during this game...he was your biggest partner! why would you do that?!

In short: as your enemy, Izuku would be an immense danger, and even as your partner there are certain things you cannot do, he could easily destroy your bones or even take your life, with your friends dead, he will be a killing machine, and would do anything to become God.

𝕂𝕒𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕜𝕚 𝔹𝕒𝕜𝕦𝕘𝕠𝕦/𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕙

Katsuki Bakugou, the seventeenth, owner of the "Victory Diary"

A boy with explosive and anger issues, and maybe a little inflated ego...

His diary is his cell phone

His journal is the "Victory Diary", the journal that allows him to predict the best ways to win in a fighting situation, a situation where he is cornered, or a situation where his life is at risk.

So...yes, he is a potential danger.

Using his diary, he managed to take advantage of the belief and credulity of innocent people and thus convince them to serve him, thus forming something equivalent to an army.

Having subordinates by his side, it is almost an impossible mission to eliminate him.

Not to mention that he still managed to have allies on his side, these being Mina Ashido, the Second, Denki Kaminari, the Seventh, Eijiro Kirishima, the Eighth, and Hanta Sero, the Thirteenth, so this only adds more difficulties to his side.

He's an explosives expert, and constantly carries a grenade launcher, so expect chaos from this man.

As his enemy, he will be hell to deal with, he has minions and allies on his side, so there are a lot of people you'll have to deal with, and you'll have to have allies to fight him if you want to have the slightest advantage.

He will definitely freak out if you start killing his army and allies, especially if you kill Kirishima, doing this is almost suicidal.

If you get into a fight with him, do everything to stop him from reading his diary, if he does, his victory is almost guaranteed.

Now, if he's your ally, know that it won't be a good thing either.

Either you will be treated as a doormat or you will be treated as his subordinate, but he will be a good companion for combat, but I recommend you stay away from him, otherwise you will be blown up. expect him to scream and attack his opponents mercilessly, maybe even kill some of his soldiers if they don't do their job properly.

In summary: Bakugou is someone complicated, in which you shouldn't get into trouble, and it would be someone difficult to kill because he has allies and subordinates, so you need to be someone heavily armed to face ending his army, and have the strength to face him.

𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕠 𝕋𝕠𝕕𝕠𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕚/𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔽𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕙

Shoto Todoroki, the Fifteenth, owner of the "Diary of Seasons"

His diary is a scroll that he keeps in his house.

His diary allows him to constantly predict the future of Musutafu City in winter and summer.

Of course, he only has an advantage in these seasons, but it already gives him many benefits, allowing him to predict his future in dangerous situations, and the future of the residents of Musutafu, including the other twenty.

therefore Shoto also has an advantage over you.

Shoto can be considered a cold person, and he will do anything to become "God", he has a diary that will help him a lot, especially against the other twenty, including you.

Of course, he still has a rich family and will use that money for everything, whether for blackmail or to "silence" some people...

the diary and the opportunity to become a god were not good for his psyche, having the painful childhood he had and his father, he wouldn't hesitate to kill his own father or even his family if they wanted to stop him from becoming a god. "God" or take advantage of his diary.

Because he is solitary, he has no allies or subordinates, and yet he manages to do his job very well alone.

He's great at using melee weapons, especially katanas, and he's sure to slit the throats of those who dare to stop him.

He never told anyone this, but after one of his house servants found out about his diary, coincidentally the next day their body was found tied to ropes and almost completely charred.

In fact, this is one of Shoto's methods, tying up those who find out about his diary and dousing their bodies with gasoline, burning their bodies with flames and getting rid of any evidence.

it would be a complicated mission to make him accept being your ally, he can become "God", he can punish all those who made his life hell, why would he have you as an ally?

So get ready, because he has high chances to be your enemy, he can predict your future, he has methods to kill you, and he won't hesitate if it depends on him becoming "God".

In short: Shoto can be challenging, even more so during summer and winter, he can predict his future and will do anything to become "God", even kill other people and eliminate the other twenty participants of this game one by one.

Hey buddy! this is the first part of these HeadCanons, soon I will do part two with more BNHA characters, and if you guys want, you guys can choose who will be next! I'm really inspired for this Mirai Nikki AU, and to be honest I'm even planning to make Yandere headcanons(Gasai Yuno issues-) and I hope you guys like these HeadCanons, until the next HeadCanons comrades!

#bnha #bnha au #fanfic #bnha fanfiction #au #mirai nikki #bnha izuku #izuku midoriya #katsuki bakugou #shoto torodoki #future diary #bnha headcanons #headcanon

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a-hobit · 3 years

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NUH UH. DO YOU GUYS SEE WHAT I SEE?????

Is that an Ida hand softly holding onto Bakugou’s back??????

A comforting hand?????

Look he’s not trying to hold him back he’s literally just holding him?????? What??!!?? Was Bakugou that upset about Deku?!? That he allowed himself to be comforted??? WHAT???

#bakudeku #bkdk #dekubaku #decchan #deku x kacchan #katsudeku #katsuki bakugou #deku #ida #iida tenya #bakugou iida friendship confirmed??#dkbk #kacchan #katsuki x izuku #bnha bkdk #dynadeku #UHHHHH!!??#SOMEBODY SEDATE ME

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class1akids · 3 years

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I think Haikyuu and Full Metal Alchemist both did really strong epilogues. In particular, FMA I think probably has the best-handled romances (both explicit in Winry/Ed and implicit in Mustang/Hawkeye) in all of battle Shōnen. What would be your hopes for a satisfying conclusion to BNHA? More than just seeing all the kids as pro heroes, but smaller goals which feel fulfilling to their character?

Oh, for me, a satisfying ending would have sort of these points:

1. Hero society:

Civilians given more agency through changes to quirk laws, less of a division between the people and heroes - “you can be a hero” being a message to everyone regardless of quirk

No more hero ranking system, more teams, more recognition to niche heroes

Better support to vulnerable people, especially kids with difficult quirks

2. Some tangible way on how new generation surpasses the old one - possibly putting focus on cooperation and diversity, rather than competition and putting one type of quirk on the pedestal

3. Deku:

His ending should make clear that OFA didn't make him a hero

Saving Tomura by connecting how similar they were at the start

I want him to head for a life that has time for friends and family and to be the kind of caring hero he is, who not only saves people, but takes time to be involved and make candy apples after instead of becoming a burnt-out, lonely workaholic like All Might

I want the vestiges gone from his head one way or another

4. Bakugou:

I'd love to see him in a strong, charismatic team leader spot - that's who he was originally, someone who pulled all his neighbourhood kids along

Good relationship with Deku finally being free from his own past sins, and just having good friendships in general and being comfortable in them

Give him a really satisfying, cathartic win and an opportunity to be someone's hero, like Deku is for Kota and Eri

5. Shouto:

A real radiant smile and a non-murderous hug from his family

Saving Touya, maybe even participating in the final take-down of AFO as a Todoroki family combo with everyone's fire

Seeing him put people at ease like he wanted to stepping out of Endeavor’s shadow and being seen on his own merits

Getting a badass finishing move that combines his two sides seamlessly

6. Return of the Remedial Squad / saving of the kindergarten kids

7. All Origin Characters (TDBKDK + Shigaraki) having a part in bringing down AFO

8. Todoroki family: Endeavor's dream to come true about them laughing at the table, Touya getting a hopeful ending

9. Ochako saving Toga

10. Momo having finally a big operation that is a complete success.

11. Iida saving Stain, so Stain gets a hand-on confirmation of his bullshit ideology.

12. Hawks getting agency over his own life and becoming the kind of person he wanted to be - maybe reconnecting with his mom. I'd also love him to take over HPSC.

13. Rooftop trio - god, I don't know what I want for them - their story is so painful and I don't think Shirakumo can be brought back, not even with Eri, but I want a good ending for them with some closure and some happiness down the road. Aizawa watches the class graduating.

#bnha endgame speculation #c1a asks #endgame wishes #i'll probably have more #but these are the ones i thought most about #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #todoroki shouto #hawks #yaoyorozou momo #uraraka ochako #iida tenya #hero society

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hoe-doroki · 3 years

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ana’s bnha x reader masterlist

first updated 11.17.20 last updated 07.13.21 desktop version found here bkdk masterlist: desktop | mobile

fics [38] drabbles [13]

Thanks for dropping by! I want to note that I no longer write x reader and instead am writing bakudeku shipfic. So! By all means, read, like, comment on my fics here! But I can't recommend that you follow me unless you like bakudeku. Hope you enjoy your time here regardless! <3

legend:

character x character

Title w/ link | [rating] | word count | genre

Synopsis

ratings are bracketed: e.g. [g], [t], [m], [e]

[g] - appropriate for general audiences [t] - appropriate for audiences 13+ [m] - contains non-graphic adult themes [e] - explicit, 18+ readers only

🌸 = personal faves

characters x reader: no ship (1), aizawa (2), bakugou (12), endeavor (1), iida (2), kaminari (1), kirishima (4), midoriya (7), shinsou (2), todoroki (19)

Everything is in alphabetical order <3

no ship

2020 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.6k | hurt/comfort

The results are in and your class is all with you as you process the results

aizawa x reader

Stress Relief | [e] | 3k | smut

There's a new regulation that forces you to take an extra class before you can graduate college. When you learn that Eraserhead is teaching the class, you’re a little more interested.

2020 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.6k | hurt/comfort

Aizawa reminds that you were prepared for this and, together, you can handle it.

bakugou x reader

Can’t Find My Breath | [e] | 4.2k | smut 🌸

At the beginning of the day, Ground Zero was just another hero you wrote articles about. Now it’s nighttime and you’ve just left a bar together. Companion to The Rest with No Sound

Christmas Cold | [g] | 1k | fluff

You and Katsuki manage to make it to your parents' house for the holidays, but you've come down with a little cold.

Doing Something Right | [e] | 1.8k | smut

You’re pregnant and happily enjoying domestic bliss when Katsuki comes in, unable to resist you.

Frustration | [e] | 3.1k | smut

request. After a long day of work, Katsuki comes home frustrated and you, suffering from a different kind of frustration yourself, know exactly what will help you both.

Gorgeous | [e] | 1.5k | smut, hurt/comfort

ask. When you have a negative response to Katsuki touching you in a moment of insecurity, he intends to do whatever he can to alleviate your fears.

version 1: petite reader

version 2: curvy reader

Magic | [e] | 2.2k | smut

request. Katsuki comes home early and catches you...taking care of yourself.

Miniskirts | [e] | 0.8k | smut 🌸

After a long day, Katsuki takes a shower and his thoughts turn to you.

On the Job | [e] | 4.5k | smut 🌸

Super human society has a secret. Aphrodisiac quirks aren’t just of porn and fantasy--they’re common and too often fall into the wrong hands. When heroes get hit, someone has to be able to activate the quirk’s release condition. If they’re single, who might that someone be?

You.

The Rest with No Sound | [t] | 8.5k | slow burn, fluff 🌸

Bakugou thinks that people who wake up not remembering where they are are idiots. This is confirmed when it happens to him, head aching from a night of drinking. Idiot. But when he looks over, and sees you there, he realizes he doesn’t remember anything. So he has to gather the scattered pieces from the day before to figure out exactly how he ended up with you. Companion to Can’t Find My Breath

Stay | [g] | 2.2k | hurt/comfort 🌸

ask. The last thing you want to do on a rough day is worry Bakugou with your problems. So you try to hide it. You should have known better.

Steamy | [e] | 2.7k | smut

request. You're a pro hero, rising in the ranks and, happy though he is for you, Katsuki's old jealousy begins to roil. After you've been paraded around all evening as one of Japan's finest, Katsuki finds himself feeling more than a little possessive, and can't help himself from taking you as his.

Steel and Lace | [e] | 3.8k | smut

The only one who manages to get Bakugou’s birthday right is you.

endeavor x reader

When the Smoke Clears | [e] | 17.4k | slow burn, smut

Soulmate AU. After his battle with Hawks against Hood, Endeavor wakes up in the hospital to find that a young doctor saved his life, their quirk being able to counteract the negative effects of his own. His first thought is that he has to talk to you–you might be able to fix the drawbacks of his quirk. His second thought is oh no, not again.

iida x reader

Broken Glass | [g] | 1.8k | fluff, mild comfort

request. In a quirk-related accident you find yourself surrounded by shattered glass. Worst of all, most of that glass is from every single pair of your boyfriend’s glasses.

Flotsam, Jetsam, Lagan, and Derelict | [g] | 1.5k | hurt/comfort

ask. Trying to hide a panic attack from your boyfriend isn’t easy when he’s right next to you. But you’re determined to suffer alone.

kaminari x reader

2020 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.4k | hurt/comfort

You share your unsteady hope with Kaminari.

kirishima x reader

Silhouette | [e] | 1.8k | smut, hurt/comfort

ask. Before a gala, you’re stuck in the mirror, caught on all your old body insecurities. Kiri comes in and loves you regardless.

version 1: petite reader

version 2: curvy reader

We’ll See | [g] | 6.3k | gen, light romance 🌸

demisexual!Reader. After a fateful meeting, you and Kirishima keep running into each other. And although he’s so nice, you fear the fact that he might be interested in you. Even though all you want is, for once, to let yourself be happy and maybe fall in love, you can’t seem to be able to.

What We Look For | [t] | 15.5 | slow burn

Last time, you and Kirishima became friends—nothing more, nothing less. The idea of being something more sounds nice. But you can’t. You just can’t. So you won’t. Whatever happens will be on your own terms. Sequel to We'll See

2020 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.4k | hurt/comfort

Kirishima freaks out while you experience a numb calm. You meet in the middle.

midoriya x reader

Bad Days | [g] | 1.4k | hurt/comfort

Izuku helps you get out of bed.

Sunlight | [e] | 2.1k | smut 🌸

request. An early afternoon in bed with your husband, Izuku.

Surprised, Just Once | [e] | 5k | smut

request. You were planning on just another predictable night out with the girls. What you got was much, much more.

2020 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.3k | hurt/comfort

Izuku holds you close while you watch the results.

Multiple unrelated oneshots with Deku with an s/o with an eating disorder | ask

Gratitude | [t] | 1.4k | hurt/comfort

After having been with Izuku a while, you’re suffering a relapse and he helps you through with some gratitude practices on date night.

Picnic | [t] | 1.8k | hurt/comfort

Izuku surprises you with a picnic on your second date, much to your horror.

A Start | [t] | 1.2k | hurt/comfort 🌸

You ask Izuku for help when you realize you need it.

Trust Yourself | [t] | 2.3k | hurt/comfort

Shortly after moving in together, Izuku learns of your struggles and tries his best to comfort and encourage you.

shinsou x reader

Passing the Night Stars | [g] | 3.2k | hurt/comfort

The party was neon and you needed darkness.

2020 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.4k | hurt/comfort

Shinsou helps you prioritize yourself.

todoroki x reader

All Dressed Up | [e] | 4.6k | smut 🌸

quarantine fic. It’s been months since you’ve dressed up, felt pretty, and felt seen by anyone. Your husband’s birthday is a perfect excuse to get all dressed up. And then take it right off.

All the Wasted Time | [e] | 3.2k | smut, fluff

Three months ago, you’d been ripped from Shouto’s side with something less than a love confession, something more than a show of feelings. Now that you’re back, you’re eager to make up for lost time. Siberia sequel, First Snow prequel

Bad Days | [g] | 0.9k | hurt/comfort 🌸

Shouto comforts you when your demons arrive unexpectedly.

First Snow | [g] | 2.2k | fluff

A year after the events in Siberia, you and Shouto are happily together, and it’s the first snow of the year. Siberia and All the Wasted Time sequel

On the Job | [e] | 3.4k | smut 🌸

You. Sequel to On the Job (Bakugou); can be read alone

Siberia | [e] | 13.8k | pining/angst, smut, fluff 🌸

On the field, you and Todoroki are rising stars amongst hero pairings. Off the field…you’re kind of in love with him. After a successful capture, you’re boss brings you in to let you know you’re being sent on assignment in foreign country…alone. Before you leave, you have to act. You’re not partners anymore, after all. And with a little liquid courage you do. Then, the next morning, you still have to leave. All the Wasted Time and First Snow prequel.

Worth it | [t] | 0.3k | gen

The morning after with your boyfriend, Shouto.

2021 Election Night Comfort | [g] | 0.5k | hurt/comfort

The stress of election day comes back swiftly during the Georgia runoff and Todoroki’s quick to notice.

all works below are within the world of the a spare heart series:

A series about a fem, American reader who had to transfer to U.A. partway through second year. You’re there to become a hero, that much is obvious, but why else did you come? And, more importantly, what—or who—makes you stay?

timeline

may, year two:

- reader finishes junior year of American high school early

- reader transfers to u.a. from the united states

The Meeting | [g] | 0.1k | gen

Reader meets Tokoyami for the first time. Sequel to first impressions from my wip list

Hollow Victory | [g] | 9.6k | gen, action

chapter 1 | chapter 2

You transferred to U.A. from America two weeks ago. No one has found out your quirk yet. Today, they’re going be meeting it head on and you have the advantage: surprise.

june, year two:

Illiterate | [g] | 2.1k | fluff, comfort

Being unable to read Japanese makes you feel so stupid. And who comes into the common room after midnight just as you’re about to cry? The boy who hasn’t spoken to you in three weeks.

sequels

The Offering | [g] | 0.4k | fluff, gen.

The Mission (Shouto POV) | [g] | 0.3k | fluff, gen., silly

september, year two:

Impetus | [g] | 2.1k | friendship

Ever since Shinsou found out what your quirk was, the two of you have been each other’s best friends and confidantes. But when he turns a casual training session into a tease over your supposed crush on someone in your class, that trust might just break.

january, year two:

This Clock Never Seemed So Alive | [g] | 1.2k | fluff, comfort

You and your boyfriend, Shouto, always walk to class together, but today you haven’t yet left your dorm. When he checks on you, he finds you awake, but curled on your side, suffering from period cramps.

sequels

The Questions (drabble) | [g] | 0.1k | gen.

The Sweetness (double drabble) | [g] | 0.2k | fluff, comfort

february, year three:

Between Fear and Guilt | [t] | 2.5k | light angst, comfort

You and Shouto only started being intimate a couple months back, but you’re already experiencing a dry spell. Today you’re going to figure out what’s up with your boyfriend once and for all.

fifteen years after graduation

Something Perfect | [e] | 3.7k | smut, fluff

After years of questioning if Shouto would ever want children, he’s finally decided that he really does. Overjoyed, the two of you decide to get started.

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha #mha #todoroki x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #deku x reader #iida x reader #ida x reader #kirishima x reader #aizawa x reader #shinsou x reader #endeavor x reader

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babykatsu · 4 years

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PAIRING: katsuki bakugou x fem!reader

WORDCOUNT: 7k

RATING: nsfw ⛈

GENRE: smut!

WARNINGS: slow burn, swearing, kissing, no intercourse, foreplay, car sex, little bit of degradation, a littleeee rough!

⤷ SYNOPSIS:

as though fate had its worst intentions, bakugous car had broken down on the way to your high school reunion with you in the car as well. GREAT! Not only was it getting dark and chilly, you were also in the middle of nowhere... That really didn’t ease the atmosphere, especially when Bakugou was already hesitant on lending you a drive to the reunion. But with the discomfort, there always comes a way to ease it ;)

AUTHORS NOTE:

a special thanks to @laylahoran for not only helping me proof read and pick out the title for this scenario BUT also for just being there to support me through out this whole thing! Literally the purest friend🥺🥺💕💕 ilysmmm!!!

Also, this is my first detailed smut imagine so sorry if it’s a bit sloppy :(

Life after high school proved to be a lot more different than expected. For starters, after having moved to find better work opportunities in the city, you found yourself deprived of nearly all social interaction with your previous friends. Yes, you still caught up over text and call, but it was safe to say it was not quite the same. Not only did the hectic schedule of working for a hero agency clash with your friends’, when you were on your days off all your friends seemed to be busy with their own goals of becoming high ranking heroes. You sort of started living a more solitary lifestyle, a drastic change from your previous one.

So when you flopped down on your couch, your body sluggish and desperate for sleep after a bustling day of work, you felt suddenly energised. Eyes wide as you could just barely believe what you were reading. An email had illuminated on your phone screen, reading the following:

“Greetings class A! It has been nearly a year since we have all graduated and I’m in complete aw as to how far you have all come :) On a more dejected note, however, we have all seemed to grow more distant due to our work. I have missed you all dearly and believe the connections we all formed are amazing experiences we should not forget about! Though we may have kept in contact here and there, it’s evident that we all have been lacking. This is why I have taken it upon myself to set up a reunion party! More information is soon to be delivered in the next email, and I’m super excited to hear from you all. Arrangements with your agencies will take place as soon as confirmations come through. You’re previous classmate, Tenya Iida”

As though your prayers had been answered, you were greeted with that email. Now, this was an offer you couldn’t pass up! Without hesitation, your fingers started typing away at your phone, the pads of your fingers darting across the glass as though they had a mind of their own. You were determined to go, excitement flooding your sense at just the thought of the whole event! As your eager fingers hit send on the email a sudden thought crossed your mind.

Shit...

You hadn’t thought about it previously, mind racing and occupied with the general idea of a reunion, how were you going to get to the location of the party?

As said previously, life was not as expected after graduating, and though heroes lived a life with above-average pay, bathing in luxuries at times, it all took years of experience. No way could you have reached such a high status having worked for less than a year in this field. With the lack of money to your name, there were no chances of you owning a car at this very moment in time. Maybe public transport was a good option? But the delays, need for time arrangements and the entire coordination of your journey was already giving you a headache. The travel aspect was less than fruitful.

But you were going to get there one way or another.

Taking in a deep breath, you gently pressed the off button on your device, sinking your body further into the couch as you allowed your body to finally relax. Your mind pondered of all the different options, from uber’s and cabs to all the different forms of public transport available. But as your unresting thoughts echoed around in your head, you finally concluded. A conclusion that churned your stomach, a fluttery feeling pricking the goosebumps along your chilled skin.

You could ask Bakugou for a lift.

Though this plan seemed faulty, a high chance he would decline the offer to attend the reunion filled with “extras”, you still had your hopes up high.

Out of all the people who could have moved to the same part of town as you, Bakugou was the one. It was pure coincidence that you both had ended up not too far from each other, a block away in fact. Though throughout all three years that you attended u.a you had barely spoken to him. You had your exchange in words here and there, the occasional insult would be thrown your way, but oddly enough out of all people in the class, you received his harsh treatment the least. You just figured, he barley knew you so acknowledging your existence was a waste of his time. Yet his subtle acts of warmth towards you didn’t go unnoticed by your subconscious, a strange feeling invading your body. You developed feelings for the boy.

Shockingly, you found yourself attracted to him, even with the lack of a solid foundation for a proper friendship. You didn’t know what exactly enticed you so much, maybe it was his toned chiselled frame or perhaps his confident exterior. Whatever it was, it had your heart thumping faster at every glance you two shared, and the thoughts that lingered with these unexplainable emotions were even more hectic. It was as though every second you spent alone, confined by the four white walls of your room, you lay wondering of all you wanted him to do to you. A peak of curiosity soon turned into a full-fledged lust for him. The moment you batted your eyelids shut, you’d picture his muscular body towering yours, his hands pinning you down as he’d shamelessly make you a mess under his touch. A thought of him could make your entire body explode. It was all far too complicated for you to process.

That’s why when you moved to a new part of the city, in hopes to start work as well rid yourself of your weird infatuation, you went pale at the sight of him only a couple streets away from where you newly lived. You tried to convince yourself this was indeed a one-time occurrence, yet you’d see him again and again... and again. He most certainly lived near you, it was undeniably true.

Every time you’d return from work, shoes hitting the concrete sidewalk with an echoing tap, you’d always pass him. At first, you shared no words, not a single exchange between you two until one day he randomly spoke up. You remember that moment like the back of your hand, as though it happened just a few minutes ago. Admittedly, the conversation was nothing spectacular, but it still caused a rapid shock to strike through you as the memory of you exchanging numbers with him lurked your brain. The whole event was so bizarre and it still seems unreal now.

Snapping from your daydream, you came to a solid answer. This was probably the best time to put his number to good use. Unlike you, he had a car and could most likely drive you to where ever this reunion will take place... That’s if he decides he is going to attend as well. That’s where your plan seems to not be so successful.

Yet, you had no other choice. He was your best shot at finally getting a break from this borderline isolation.

Nervously, you picked your phone up once more, gently scrolling through your contacts until a familiar name was visible: ‘Katsuki Bakugou’. A nervous feeling burnt at the pit of your stomach as you anxiously went to type out a message. Your shaky fingers tapped the keyboard, with every additional letter that was added to your sentence, your heartbeat sped up even faster until you felt it pound against your ears. Who knew you could feel so nervous about a generic message... It was Bakugou you were texting after all. Not only was he known for being an uncontrollable hothead, but he was also the guy you often fantasied about. You were more than flustered by this point.

Finally, after rereading your message frantically over and over again, you hit send. You felt your heart quickly sink before a chill ran through your entire body. Now you play the waiting game...

On the other end of the line sat a pouting Bakugou. Just like you, he had received the same email, his face crinkled into a frown as he read the disgusting email present on his screen. Like he’d show up to watch a bunch of extras overly excited for no reason. The entire thought of a reunion made his blood boil. At the same time, however, he wouldn’t mind seeing a few faces.

Sure he hated the class, but there was no denying he missed the ‘old days’. He rolled his eyes and let out a huff, in complete annoyance at how soft he’d become. Was he really contemplating going to that shitty reunion? Apparently so, as he decided to type up a quick response to Iida's invite.

A thought he had tried awfully hard to suppress soon made its way to the surface. It was you. Out of all the people he’d want to meet at the reunion, it had to be you. Though he didn’t necessarily have to be at the reunion to view you.

Similarly, he found himself drawn to you for some obscure reason. All throughout high school up until now. During school, he would always gawk at the way your skirt swayed side to side as you walked or even the way you leaned against the desk arching your back most perfectly. It had Bakugous eyes adhered to you. He just wanted to run his hands across your entire body, his lips bequeathing marks on every soft sweet spot on your skin. You’d be his, the deep hickeys that scattered your delicious skin marking his territory. Never had he felt so sexually frustrated, desiring a person so bad it was making him lose his mind. He had better things to worry about, like brining the number 1 hero for starters, but no matter how much he tried denying his deepest desires they just wouldn’t leave.

He tried so hard, he even moved just to get away from you. Of course, that didn’t work, when he saw you strutting down the sidewalk, your clothes hugging all your curves in a way that made his mouth water. He wanted you, and he wanted you bad!

And Bakugou gets, what Bakugou wants.

Just as that memory swirled his mind, a ping came from his phone, the gentle vibration of the device in his palm breaking him from his fantasy. His vermillion eyes went wide as he glanced down at the notification that had just gone off. The name he wanted to see most displayed.

‘Hey! It’s [name], hope I’m not being a bother :) I’m sure you also received the email about the reunion party, I hope to see you there. That’s if I can get there... Maybe you could give me a lift? Don’t worry if you don’t want to, I understand!’

Bakugou bit his bottom lip as he squinted down at the information in front of him. As much as he wanted to agree, his pride didn’t permit him an agreement to your proposal so easily. Rather than cooperating the way he wanted to, he typed out a message juxtaposing his real desire.

And there started your exchange in messages, the back and forth and your “convincing” to give you ride. Though we all know Bakugou was going to give in to it either way.

Weeks had passed since then, the texts that followed after between you two was kept to an evident minimum. The only exchange included a catch up on your plans for the reunion and that was about it. You were more anxious by the day, knowing the reunion date was coming closer to existence.

Next thing you knew, the day had arrived.

You were seated in the passenger seat of Bakugous car. Nervously, you shifted in the leather seat, hand resting on the inner door handle as your eyes followed the passing trees that came in and out of view.

The sky was faintly clouded, a ray of golden sun piercing through parted clouds, dripping a soft sunset hue over the ivy leaves of the trees. You sat inside the car, yet you remembered the faint chilly winds that caressed your skin. Overall, the weather was decent, far from perfect but not awful either.

The tranquillity that filled the car was apparent, the most noise that was present was the hushed sound of the radio playing, the music placid. It only intensified the awkward silence that was held between you both.

Playing with the hem of your dress, you spoke up in an attempt to spark up a conversation. “well, aren’t you the conversationalist” you spoke sarcastically, a hint of playfulness in your voice. Though you spoke suddenly, Bakugou didn’t seem to divert his focus from the road. His face stayed in its usual state, not even a smirk dared to spread across his lips. Clearly, your playfulness was not reciprocated. The silence engulfed you both for a while longer before he finally responded. His reply was less than adequate, a simple hum.

You shifted your attention back onto the view outside, watching as the car drives deeper and deeper into some sort of forest. The trees grew larger, the suns light being swallowed by the towering greenery above. Cars began passing more infrequently until you had not seen one in ages on the road that had become more narrow.

It felt like you had been in this car for an unbearably long amount of time. You couldn’t tell if time was just moving slower than usual at how bored you were at this very moment in time or if your destination was farther than you expected.

Pulling your phone from your bag that rested atop your lap, you checked the time.

‘6:23 pm’

It was confirmed that time was just moving awfully slower than usual. You had only been in the car for a little under 15 minutes. There was still a fair amount of time left until the party started, so there were no worries on being late though you still had quite a few kilometres to cover. Relieved, you placed your phone back into your bag. You slowly let your eyes rest shut, hoping a quick nap would pass time more sufficiently.

And as you had just calmed your nerves enough to sleep, your body suddenly jolted forward. Your seatbelt immediately binding around your chest, pressing your body flush against the seat as you braced the impact of the sudden stop of the car.

“For fuck sake” Bakugou finally spoke up as he kissed his teeth, gripping the steering wheel remarkably tight that his knuckles were becoming white.

“what just happened?”. Out of curiosity, you questioned the man, his face now looking more annoyed than ever. His hand fiddled with the car keys, the engine roaring repeatedly as he tried turning the car on. “What does it fucking look like, dumbass?” he barked at you, still frantically trying to turn the car on. It didn’t help that he had now started slamming the steering wheel between each attempt.

“Are you out of gas?” You spoke up innocently. There was no denying you were now, in fact, feeling less hopeful that you had enough time to make it to the reunion.

For the first time, he finally made eye contact with you. His rose eyes staring at you in frustration, in complete disbelief at how oblivious you were.

“Of course not! You fucking moron, the shitty car just broke down” He barked at you before flinging the car door wide open, slamming it with a harsh bang as he made his dramatic exit.

You watched him pace up and down with distinct stomps, muttering something under his breath while typing away at his phone. Taking the hint, you exit the vehicle as well. “So, what now?” you irritate him further with your persistent queries.

“How the fuck is there no service? HOW AM I MEANT TO GET THIS SHIT FIXED?” his yells echoed through the vast scenery that surrounded you.

With him stressing, you couldn’t help but taste your mouth go dry as panic began settling in as well. It was no use having the two of you in a frenzy. Rationally, you walked over to Bakugou, your phone gripped in your hand as you formed the only logical suggestion. “Try my phone”

He didn’t even question or ridicule your suggestion like he probably desired to, instead yanking the phone out of your hand and attempting to dial-up a number. It didn’t take long until his eyes rolled back in failure and his jaw flexed with gritted teeth. No luck there either clearly.

“Guess we aren’t going to the shitty reunion. You're fucking welcome!” He yells once more, slapping the phone back into your palm. The worst somehow ended up playing out, complete defeat washing over your body.

Resting against the car, you dropped your bottom lip into a slight pout, the chilly air growing cooler.

You were in the middle of nowhere, the only form of transport for miles was now down and to top it off you were getting cold. Your body rapidly began to shiver, goosebumps pricking along your exposed skin.

“Aren’t you fucking smart” Bakugou scoffed as he stared at you, arms crossed over his broad chest. “didn’t even bring a jacket while wearing some stupid dress”

Rather than yelling like he had been doing for the last couple minutes, he was calming his nerves by teasing you. It may have been the adrenaline that made him feel so open to being more playful, or maybe he attempted to distract himself from how much of a loser he currently felt with a broken car. Whatever it was, he was now smirking at the girl in front of him, tantalising her about the cold.

“I didn’t know I’d be stuck outside, did I?” You teased back, rolling your eyes at him. The fact he was being so calm on the outside was making you feel less worried, yet more nervous at his sudden change in mood than anything.

His eyes stared you up and down, analysing your shivering state as the wind began picking up. Another sigh left his parted lips before resuming to speak. "Go sit inside the car. No use shivering like a dumbass if you can't handle a bit of wind" he chuckled slightly as he spoke, as though to assure you his comment was in fact not as rude as he intended it to come out.

Though you obeyed, taking careful steps around the car to sit back in it, you decided to throw your own snarky remark his way. "Not one to talk when you're wearing a jacket". You give him a 'look', before fully submerging yourself in the cars shielded warmth. It may have broken down not too long ago, but it was still well heated. An instant chill rolled down your spine as your body quickly adjusted to the sudden change in temperature.

"Sorry, princess. Didn't realise I had royalty as company". That devious smirk sprawled itself across his tanned face as he followed your move, getting in the car himself. Something about the way he addressed you made you quiver, the innocent word was also oh so seductive. That sudden feeling of arousal pent up inside you, fogging your thinking.

"I- don't get too cocky now". Your reply came out as a jittery stutter, senses overwhelmed by his playful tone that had you heated. Senses scattered, too flustered by his seemingly unintentional words. It's not like he knew about your fantasies of him or how your sinful thoughts begged for him to call you such names. And now as you were in the midst of it all, you couldn't help but lose yourself.

He let out another husky laugh. The way you broke apart at the simplest words only stroked his ego. No denying he purposely chose those specific words to see how you'd react, and to his surprise, it went far better than expected. "Here, have my jacket then if you wanna keep yapping about it"

Speechless, your vision was once again fixated on him. Gawking at the leather jacket that slipped of his physique, revealing his toned, muscular arms. You swallowed the nervous lump in your thought down, butterflies invading your system as you watched.

You expected him to carelessly throw the jacket your way, alternatively he leaned over. His significantly larger body mounted over yours as he placed his jacket over your exposed legs, instant warmth tickling your chilled skin. His hands felt so smooth as they lightly brushed against your thigh, the accidental touch shooting straight to your core. It was humiliating at how quickly you discomposed around him, cheeks red and breath hitched. You just couldn't help it, a presence like his was way too intense. Especially, at this moment.

"U-um, so what are we going to do now?" you try to change topics as you felt your current heated state become far too overwhelming, whole-body hot as your thoughts began drifting to all the wrong places.

He peeped his eyes, as though deep in thought."Wait until someone hopefully passes, I guess?". The uncertainty in his tone had you feeling concerned again. The worry bombarding you, diverting your inner emotions elsewhere. You've wanted to meet your classmates so vigorously for ages, all fired up for weeks as you obsessively counting down the days, only for this to happen. Not a single car had been in view for ages, god knows until the next one would come. That's also assuming that the car would even stop for you two. This was so disappointing, a hollow feeling in your chest as you sulked.

"I guess? For god sake, we aren't even going get to the reunion in time!"

Bakugou had noticed your sudden change in mood. In all honesty, he didn't quite understand why you wanted to see those annoying dickheads anyway, but he felt strangely sympathetic towards you. "Oi, I'm fucking sorry. I'll drive you to see your friends another time".

"What if there isn't another time?" you mope at him, facing your body towards him. He doesn't reply right away, mirroring your actions instead to examine your current behaviour. There was no way he could make this situation better unless the car magically fixed itself. Which to be fair, would never happen. As his eyes scanned you, he noticed the way you were still shivering, the once heated car losing its warmth. It was his best shot at diverting the conversation.

"You're still shivering, dumbass". His red orbs were fixed on you as he reached out his arms towards you. They felt considerably warmer than you as they rested on your shoulders. You followed his gaze that watched his own hands as they rubbed you up and down carefully. The slight friction between his hands and your skin bringing you some heat. It only sunk in then that his large hands were tracing your arms, his warmth transferring to you. Flusters took over your sense again. As much as you wanted to speak up right now, you knew you'd only choke up on your words, far worse than your stutters. As your stomach swirled, you felt ardour rush to your face. A rose haze coated your skin, eyeing the way Bakugou rubbed his hands against you.

"Looks like you've warmed up, that's for sure" he grinned at you, noticing the way your chest began rising and falling, heartbeat thumping rapidly. The way your face flushed scarlet as your eyes danced around your atmosphere, all at his touch. He noticed it all. And boy was it rubbing his ego.

"I-uh, yeah. I mean- no?". Your words came out jumbled, unable to form proper sentences when his ruby eyes finally gazed up at you. The mysterious glint in them made you feel overwhelmed, unaware of what move he would make next.

"So you need to be warmed up a bit more, huh?". His hands swiftly grazed your arms, just about hovering over your soft skin. Careful touches traced it, your words departing from your brain. The entirety of your focus was on the way Bakugou's fingertips tickled you delicately, the electric feeling flowing throw you. "Speak up for me. Do you still need to be warmed?". He snapped you back into reality without warning, only to put you in a trance again. The way he spoke with such dominance, demanding for you to speak, only stirred your imagination further. You had pictured moments like these so many times, him ordering you to do as he says. And as these thoughts rushed to the surface, you started to feel heat build between your thighs.

"Yeah, sorry!". Frantically, you attempt to respond, a nervous giggle followed your sentence as it came out of your mouth. "If that's what you want, princess". He emphasised the nickname, his lips curling into a sneer as his hands began to wander. The soothing touch travelled upwards, his hands gliding over your skin, one resting on your warmed rosy cheek. His sudden action had your breath hitching. You'd portray such touches numerous times yet nothing could have appointed you for this moment as your nerves fell apart.

As you tried to ration the situation out in your mind, his eyes finally locked with yours. The intimate stare had you holding your breath. Gently, he massaged his thumb against your cheek as he slowly moved his hand to the back of your neck, chills dripping down your spine. His eyes flickered between your eyes and mouth, hinting at a kiss. Was he going to kiss you? You must have been dreaming or something. But it was all happening, right now. There was no time to contemplate the event at hand. His face was edging closer to yours only inches apart, his proximity to you titillating. As you waited for his lips to finally come in contact with yours, you began losing patience. It's like he purposely was a millimetre away from your lip just to taunt you. You took in one more breath, easing your nerves before crashing your lips against his.

Your initial cold shivers were a way for Bakugou to change the subject from his broken car, and it all had worked out in his favour. Admittedly, this was not the outcome he was intending for, but he was not complaining either. He was finally able to seel a kiss with a girl that had invaded his thoughts for years. A dream come true if you will.

His tender lips felt so soft against yours, the sweet caramel taste engulfing your senses as they oozed from his lips. The once overwhelming anxiousness that had you falling apart beneath his touch was now easing as you melted into the passionate exchange between the two of you. Bakugou's lips moved in sync with yours, sucking and tugging at your bottom lip hungrily, undoubtedly smudging your lipstick. His pearly whites sunk into your bottom lip, giving them a smooth tug before sliding his warm tongue in. As he did so, his hand explored your body, slowly descending down the side of your torso, gripping you tightly. His other hand, that had itself placed at the back of your neck, suddenly wrapped around your throat. A rough squeeze was given, encouraging a gasp to erupt from your voicebox. His unforeseen move made you feel sensitive, clenching your thighs together to relieve the desperate ache between your legs. The warm wet muscle that had slipped inside your mouth earlier adventured in your mouth, swirling around your tongue and trailing every inch. It all felt so unreal.

Suddenly, Bakugou pulled away with a string of saliva connecting you both. His hands were still firm on wherever they were on your body. Through parted lips, he panted as his gaze darted. "Fuck, looks like you got me warm as well now". His signature smirk was back, his hand that held you by the neck pulling your face closer to his. Vermillion eyes analysed you, watching the way your face was flushed, lips were wet and lipstick was smudged. Realising he probably had some red on his lips as well from your makeup, he brought one hand to his face, wiping his plump lips with the back of his hand. The image before you only made you wetter, thighs already tightly clutched. And as though he could read your mind, he brought that same hand down to your thigh with a slap. The impact of his hands against you instantly shot to your soaking core, though the actions didn't hurt you much. You felt a tingling sensation to dance across your skin. Rubbing the impacted area, Bakugou continued to look at you, his eyes occasionally diverting to were he was soothing your thigh. His hands began needing your thigh higher and higher until his fingers dipped into the gap where your two thighs made contact. Teasingly, he drove one thigh from another to part them. "And you're definitely warmed up now, baby". His words insinuating how flustered you were.

He brought his lips back to yours as he worked his fingertips up your leg. His touch was so close and you felt so sensitive, you couldn't help but let out a shaky moan into the kiss. You wanted him so bad, craving to feel every inch of him against you. Your hands eager, you brought them up to his shirt. Clenching your hands around the piece of fabric, you tugged him closer to you, the distance between you two unbearable as you sat in separate seats. Your actions brought him to a sudden pause, causing him to pull away. "Are you that desperate for me?". His seductive tone made your face heat up and even more aroused. By now, you sure as hell knew your cunt was drenched. "You want me so fucking bad, don't you?". His hand was back in motion, fingertips almost touching you through your underwear. All you could do was moan in response as you craved his touch. "I can't fucking hear you". He taunted you once again, before his fingertips finally stroked your wet panties, massaging your folds through the cotton. You felt your breath tremble as he applied gentle pressure.

"Y-yes, I've wanted you so bad for a long time". Voice unsteady, you could just barely articulate. You felt the way his fingers caressed you through your underwear, index finger circling your clit so that the fabric would trigger your sensitive bud. Another moan emerged out your lips as you took in a profound breath. "I can tell. Your fucking soaking and it's all for me, babygirl". His cool breath trickled down your ear as he murmured against it.

You couldn't bear it anymore, the distance practically eating away at your patience as sexual frustration overflowed your senses. His fingers continued to shower you in affection but it was no longer enough. You needed more. "Please, Bakugou. I-I want you so bad right now". Hitched breaths and shallow moans rolled off of your tongue as you spoke, Bakugou's eyes sinful as he observed you.

"You'll have to be more specific than that". The same mockeries filled your ears, craving to see you flush as you spoke of all your desires, embarrassed by their explicit nature. As he awaited your response, he slowed his movements down, only teasing you further as it stript you off the pleasure you so desperately yearned for. "Shit, I want to feel you. I want to be closer- please".

The words dripped from your mouth as though it was second nature, the thirst for him more than unambiguous by your needy state. With that, his hands left your core, the cool air surrounding you as his warmth departed. You watched him carefully with longing eyes. The way his cherry centres locked on you as his grip came to your waist. His firm hands grabbed hold of you as he granted your wishes, placing you on his lap.

You sat on top of him, his toned legs holding you up and his hands pursued your body. The way your thighs rested atop his, your sensitive core throbbing against his hardening cock and the way his palms massaged your curves felt all so surreal. Subconsciously grinding against him, you felt his cock brush up against your folds, and with every stroke of your hips, the friction was shooting an electric buzz through you. "Didn't know you were such a needy slut for me". He purred at you with that deriding look in his eyes, smirking smugly. All you did was hum in return to his taunts.

Wrapping your hands around his neck, you lingered your fingertips along his neckline, gradually pulling his face in for another kiss. Devouring each other's lips once again, Bakugous hands slipped beneath your dress, lifting it to loosely drape around your waist. Your legs fully displayed, the frigid air hurried to leave goosebumps along your skin. Resuming his excursion, his fingers wandered back to where they seized you previously. As he leaned into the makeout, he rested your back against the steering wheel before tearing away from your mouth. Keen set of eyes watching you."Tell me exactly where you want my hands to go, baby. Your lucky I'm willing to take directions". For a moment you realised the exception he was making.

Bakugou was known for listening to no one but himself. So the fact he considered something like this, even if it was during an odd time, spoke volumes. It only stabilised, if not boosted, the feeling that you harboured for Bakugou. Yet there was no time to ponder over his actions. You hesitated to respond at first, slightly embarrassed to provide him with an answer.

"I want you to touch me". You deeply flushed at your reply but Bakugou only squinted at you. "Babygirl, your such a needy bitch but won't even get into specifics. Come on, you can be open with me". His words only strengthened the blush that overlaid your skin to deepen, if that was even possible. Even in your profoundly flustered disposition, you needed him and retaining your mouth shut was not an option.

"Bakugou, you know what I mean. Here". You childishly whine before grabbing hold of his hand, guiding it to your heat. His firm hand was resting on your bound cunt, not making a single move but rather looking at you intently. "Good enough" was his only response.

Swiftly, his slender fingers submerged under the fabric of your underwear, coming in contact with your wetness. The suddenness of his actions provoked a gasp to emit from your mouth, his fingers already exploring you. The feeling of his warmth travelling tenderly up and down your folds, with the occasional attentiveness to your clit made you squirm as you sucked deep breaths in. Your chest came up and down as air raced to pervade you, your moans getting gradually louder as you rubbed and arched against his touch. His attentive touch began centring more on your delicate bud, picking up his pace as he soaked in the sight of you falling apart atop him. Your heavy breaths and moans that filled the air and the way you desperately moved against every circular motion of his finger. Fuck was the sight something he had dreamt of for so long, and it was far better than he imagined. "You fucking like that huh?" he uttered through gritted teeth as his face crept closer to yours, observing the way you tightly squeezed your eyes shut, mouth dropped open.

"Shit, yes. Just like that" your breathy response came out as just above a whisper, too caught up in the pleasure of his touch. And just when you thought it couldn't feel any better, you felt his two fingers slip inside you. Your warm pink walls instantly sucking his fingers in, frantically tightening against them. A lusty moan shot out of your mouth, the overwhelming feeling of him fully submerged within you, pumping in and out. His fingers curled to hit just the right spot before you could fully adjust. The sensation was all too much and you felt the desire consume you. Panting and moaning, you could barely make sense of your surroundings as he didn't hesitate to advance his movements by pumping harder and faster, your wetness trickling down his bronzed palm.

His pace only intensified, his fingers gliding in and out of you, rubbing against your contracting walls that made your stomach burn. Burn in a way that made you almost lose control as it tied knots in your abdomen. Every spot that made your body arch against its will, legs jutting and twitching, he hit it all. And just as you edged nearer to your orgasm, moans building up at the back of your throat, ready for release as your nails dug into Bakugou's forearms. He came to a sudden pause, retreating his fingers, now soaked in your juices. You felt the dissatisfaction of his lack of attention, yearning to be touched again. Thick pants filled the car as Bakugou smirked at you and at the way you couldn't help but grind against him to supply for his loss of attention towards you.

"Princess, you didn't really think you'd get it that easy" he spoke tauntingly, rubbing your thighs as he trailed kisses on your collar bone. He'd wanted to mark up your delicate skin so many times, his presence forever embedded on you. Sinking his teeth on your flesh, he sucked and licked it, earning a soft moan from you against his ear. The tickling sensation of your breath against him accompanied by your lewd noises only hardened his growing erection. The restricting tightness of his trousers becoming infuriating for the boy.

He left mark after mark, immersing in the way you rubbed and groaned into him. "Bakugou... I need you. All of you.". Your words were like music to his ears, a combination of sounds he'd wanted to hear for so long. You begging for him to please you, make you his. It didn't even take him a second thought to know what he wanted to do to you, almost agreeing instantly. "Show me how bad you need me then". The challenging statement made you feel more heated, already in complete aw at the way his lips marked your skin.

You gently pushed him off you, pressing his back into the black leather seat, planting a delicate kiss on his lips before ducking between his legs. The position was cramped, the compact space of being under the steering wheel, legs crossed as you shifted your body further back until you could feel the disengaged pedal of the vehicle.

Bakugou sat with eager eyes on you, waiting for what you'd do next. To be honest, he felt uncomfortable at his lack of control at this very moment, already plotting how he'd regain it once more once he caught onto what your plan was. "Is this your way of proving yourself" he snickered at you, your hands on his belt, the clinking of the metal drowning out his voice. Through the material of his trousers, you could see the outline of his bulge, tight around the fabric restraints.

And just as you went to undo the restraints, unravelling the package that was contained, your head had hit the soft padding of the steering wheel. The sudden beep of the car horn went off, alarming the two of you. "What the fuck," Bakugou spoke up first in confusion. The car had obviously broken down only a few minutes ago yet it had finally decided to cooperate and disturb your guys' self-indulgence.

"Perfect timing" You giggled as you let your hands fall from his belt, slightly disappointed by the interruption. You wanted to continue this fantasy, see where it would take you both but you had other priorities on your mind as well. Like getting to the reunion for starters."Don't look so distressed, baby" Bakugou spoke softly as he lifted your chin, admiring you and the marks he left all over. "We will finish what we started, after all, I've been wanting this for so fucking long" He admitted and you couldn't help but redden at his remark.

You delicately slipped from under the wheel, dragging your dress down to cover your flashed skin. "I'll be looking forward to that then" You fire your own flirt his way, tipping over to leave a gentle peck against his lips before cleaning your lipstick from his face. He responded with a scoff and a rolling of his eyes, diverting his attention to the road to start driving again.

"I would say cover up the hickeys, but I want all those damn extra's to know who you belong to now" He smirked giving you the side-eye. Only then did you notice your wrecked state, desperately trying to fix your appearance in the small overhead mirror.

Bakugou steadily drove to your destination as his large hand rested on your thigh, you both wondering where you'd finish this excursion...

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jjuzoir · 4 years

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Overdue | T. Shoto

request: “Hi! If your requests are still open, could I request a todoroki x reader oneshot please? Basically they’re childhood friends and go to UA together. Everyone ships them and Todoroki always treats reader super sweetly, but doesn’t realize that he’s also low-key pining for her. (always using endeavor’s credit cards to get her gifts LOL) eventually Todoroki figures out his feelings and confesses. Then the class catches them kissing in the dorms, making Todoroki and reader flustered! Thanks so much!”

a/n: this took me so long omgjdjsj fck all my reqs for this batch are taking me long :’) anyway thank you for being so patient with me @sugarandsoft ;;;

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When it came to romance it was safe to say Shoto was simply blind to it, the romantic feelings of those around him and himself were practically foreign to the teenager.

In all of your years of knowing him you had never once seen him actually be able to recognize the difference between friendship and crushing. To him there was no “I like you romantically” or “I don’t like you romantically”, it was always “I like you as a friend” or “I don’t like you as a friend”. The whole liking someone, crushing on them, dating-courting thing was as complicated as astrophysics is to an eight year old. Which led to everyone around him to immediately be put in the friendzone the minute they got to know him.

Everyone knew that, especially Class 1-A who had to bear witness to one of their top students crush hopelessly on you without even being aware of it. They knew, other students knew, the teachers knew, your parents knew, his mother knew, the League of Villains knew— everyone knew that Todoroki Shoto of class 1-A has a big, fat crush on you except Todoroki Shoto himself. Hell, it was so obvious All for One could’ve seen he had a crush on you.

It was the “little” thing that gave it away, like using the number-two-pro-hero’s credit card to get you a new phone because yours got a small crack. When confronted about it, he’d always say the same thing.

“She’s my friend and I enjoy using the old man’s money,” he’d scowl at Midoriya— Shoto’s self proclaimed wingman and president of the [Name] x Shoto club, who had questioned his spending habits when it came to you.

“So you'd do the same thing for any friend?” Izuku would push the boy further, he was going to get him to realize he liked you even if it killed him- and by the way the year had been going and Shoto’s complete obliviousness to the situation, the latter seemed more likely.

“I guess.”

“Oh really? Then where the fuck is my new phone, lukewarm? If you’re gonna call me your ‘friend’ where is my phone?” Bakugou questioned him with a snarl.

“Yours isn’t cracked, Bakugou-”

“Is that what it takes? ‘Cause I’m gonna do it!”

“Hey Izuku- what’s going on?” Ochako looked at the trio in front of her, easily being drawn to the loud noises coming from the living area.

“Half-’n-Half over here is gonna buy us new phones if we crack ours.”

“I see…”

“Seriously?” Mina barges into the room to pick up the teasing where the blond has left off, “But I like my phone- oh! I know, instead of a phone why don’t you get me some new sneakers!”

“And if I break my house, would you get me a new one?” The brunette asks, she’d rather shoot her shot or miss trying.

“So- you’re gonna admit you’d only do it for [Name] are you gonna need help placing some orders?” Bakugo smirks at Todoroki.

“Ochako and I can check real estate for you!” Mina giggles.

But rather than answering, the bi-colored haired teen simply looked down and mumbled to himself, annoyed; “I’m not buying anyone anything.”

Safe to say he didn’t keep his word because not a day later and he had bought you a new TV after you joked about getting tired of going down the stairs to the shared living space.

He’d make exceptions for you all the time, always covering it with the excuse of “she’s been my friend for longer”, even when it didn’t make much sense. From his limited physical contact rule to the reckless spending, you had him wrapped around your pinky and he didn’t even know it. Everyone would always tease you two about it yet both of you dense as rock to the implications never really paid them much mind.

But soon Todoroki was confused, really confused, by his peers and their words; they were constantly insinuating that he liked you in a more than friends way. At first it was easier to deny such claims, you were just friends— but the more the pestering continued the more aware he was of the ways his heart seemed to flutter at the mention of your name or how he began noticing how he stared at you more often than the rest.

But he couldn’t like you, you were his first real friend— the only person in his life that was always there, if he did like you and he did act out his alleged feelings there was always the possibility you’d say no. And that scared Todoroki more than he’d like to admit. You, on the other hand, did acknowledge the butterflies he’d bring you and welcomed them with open arms. Knowing your chances with him were slim, you unknowingly turned a blind eye to his behavior, chalking it up to him seeing you as his best friend (as much as it might’ve pained you to think like that).

It didn’t take long for you to notice how he seemed more hesitant around you, how he was shying away from your touch and the way he’d avoid giving you any response longer than two sentences, soon enough he was practically avoiding you altogether, and you were worried. In all of your years being his friend, Shoto had never been so cold and distant with you. Had you upset him? It was a complete 180º from before and it left you wondering why.

“Ugh, he’s just-! I’m so annoyed, Ochako!” You groaned into your pillows, “He's never acted like this before, he’s barely talked to me in weeks! I don’t know what I did or what to do.”

“[Name], it’s okay! He has been pretty off lately,” the brunette patted your back, “You should try talking to him!”

“How am I supposed to talk to him when he barely even lets me get near?”

“Hm, maybe leave him a note!” She suggests, brown eyes looking at you sympathetically.

“A note?” You look up and meet her gaze, “Huh…”

And so you did it, you scribbled down a meeting place and signed it anonymously before huffing, stuffing it in your bag and deciding.

“Dear Todoroki, please meet me in the kitchen after practice. It’s very important, you really need to come!”

Simple, short— straight to the point with little to no wiggle room for interpretation (other than a very insistent and kind of annoying person, but that’s a price to pay for the restoration of your friendship), if he didn’t come you’d simply harass him with more notes until he gave up or had enough to open up a paper store. Hopefully the former because you doubted you’d have enough post-it notes or the money for that many.

“Hmph! That should do,” you rub your hands before throwing a thumbs up at your friend, “Thank Ochako, I owe you big time!”

That morning you told Izuku and Iida about Ochako’s plan and how you hoped they’d make sure Shoto actually came to the meeting place.

“But, don’t you think he might, I don’t know,” the freckled boy scratched at his neck, “Think you’re going-to-confess-or-something?”

“I’m sorry, I don’t understand.” You look at Midoriya confused.

“He means that Shoto might think the note might be from someone who wants to declare their feelings for him.” Tenya informs you, maybe a bit too matter of factly for your liking no one likes being talked down to.

“Don’t worry guys, I think a love confession is the farthest thing Shoto will assume this is.” You wave your hands in an attempt to convince them otherwise.

“There is no way this is going to be a confession.” Bi-colored eyes squint at the blonde that walked besides him.

“Look, all I’m saying is this definitely smells like a confession scene to me,” Denki smirks at Todoroki, “The kitchen is a weird place though, maybe they’ve baked you some sweets! Bro, you’re so lucky!”

“You might want to check your nose because there’s simply no way, Kaminari.”

“Why?” Sero smiles as he asks, “You’re pretty popular with girls, why can’t this be another confession?”

“Because,” Shoto snatches the note from the black-haired boy’s hand, “This is [Name]’s handwriting.”

“Wait a minute-! You’re telling me she’s making a move before you?” Kirishima asks in surprise, “I knew you liked her but I had no idea she liked you back, huh. I can kind of see it though.”

“What are you even saying?” The boy in question grumbles, he knew he should’ve gone with Midoiya and Iida but he knew you were going to be there and he didn’t want to risk being a fool. Now he’s got dumb, dumber and the dumbest giving him butterflies by insinuating you like him back, great.

“That she likes you, dude!”

“Totally! And you- you like her back! So all you gotta do now is go accept her confession and stop moping around being all pathetic- ow!” Kaminari rubbed his arm, cursing Kaminari’s strength.

“Don’t say that!”

“Yeah, at least not to his face.”

Todoroki simply rolled his eyes at the boys before hurrying up his pace, today was going to be long as he asks himself if he should really go.

He had a lot to think about, this information was important to him; there’s a chance you like him and the thought made him happy— very, very happy. Just the idea that you might return these feelings, which he’s still trying to come to terms with, just confirms it in his mind that he, Todoroki Shoto, does like you; in a more than friends way. He’s not going to let the chance slip away.

By the time he’s at the meeting spot, he can’t deny that he’s excited even if his face doesn’t really show it. He had been confessed to many times but this was different because, for the first time, he planned on saying yes.

He heard you approaching, the soft tap of slippers matching the beat of his heart. He liked you, he really did like you and you liked him back.

As you turn around the corner you’re met with a frowning Shoto and are slightly taken aback at his serious expression. You knew he tended to be quite inexpressive sometimes but after a while of not hanging around you can understand why others are off-put by his cold features and intimidating stature.

“Shoto, you’re here.” Even through your shock you still smiled at your friend, relived he’d even shown up with the way he’d been avoiding you. You make your way near the counter, before sitting on top of it, you had chosen the kitchen in case that he'd forgotten about the note but be there anyway getting himself something.

You’d have to be quick before he’d run away, wanting to get straight to the point and ask him what had been going on. You cared about him and you missed him, you didn’t intend on wasting more time.

“I know it’s sudden but you've been avoiding me all week and I’m sick of it! I really care about you Shoto and you ignoring me like this hurts-!” You stuttered, too caught up in trying to pour out all your feelings at once— accidentally giving him the confirmation he needed that this was indeed a confession.

“It’s okay, I think I know what you mean,” he cuts in, his expression softening, “And I feel the same way too.”

“Huh-? Shoto what are you-?” You look around the room confused, if he knew how you felt then why did he continue avoiding you? Did he even really know what you were talking about?

“I was scared,” he continues paying your previous statement no mind, slowly approaching your sitting form before taking your hand, “that’s why I avoided you but knowing that you feel the same way, makes me happy I guess.”

You blink in confusion, what was he talking about? Neither of you were on the same page, you probably weren’t even in the same chapter, you furrow your eyebrows at the thought.

“Shoto, just to get this straight,” you look into his eyes causing him to blush a soft pink, what the hell was going on, “what feelings are we- uh, talking about?”

First he avoids you like the plague, now he’s blushing and talking about feelings? What did he think this was?

“Like.” He says staring at you in confusion as if you were the one not making sense.

“Like what?”

“Like.” Todoroki looks at you, soft skin creasing at the frown that was now adorning his face.

“Like what, Shoto?”

“Like as in ‘I like you’-like.” He squeezes your hand and you’re thankful you’re sitting down or else you think you’d fallen over at his words.

“Wait, you like me?” At the realization of what you had been just talking about it’s your turn to blush, the blood rushing to your cheeks giving them a soft glow, “You had been avoiding me because you liked me?”

“Well, yes, I just said that,” a pale hand comes to hold your cheek, “[Name], are you feeling alright?”

“You like me?”

He nods, a soft smile in his face as he assures you with a hug; “I really do”. This wasn’t the conversation you were expecting but it wasn’t unwelcomed either. In a way, it did answer your question but it left you in a bit of a dilemma because you did like Shoto and he liked you but, now, what did that make both of you?

“Do you like me?” He asked, his hand rubbing your back delicately and a sense of nostalgia washes over you as you remember all the times you’d comforted him when you both were younger. You just nod in fear of your voice giving out and accidentally ruining the moment.

“Are we- uh, dating now?” You ask into his shoulder, the soft smell of his shampoo filling your senses,

“Only if you want to.” He whispers. Neither of you were really physically affectionate with each other before this, at least not since you were little kids, but Shoto had to admit that holding you close like this was nice. Even if it had only been a week or two, you missed him and he missed you a lot and being able to hug you so freely made his heart feel like it was about to burst.

“I’d love to.” You pull away slightly from the hug to face him, your noses touching ever so slightly. You were happy, not only was your relationship with Todoroki restored but it had leveled up and you swore it was as if you were floating.

With hesitant hands he pulls you closer and you close your eyes, he smelt like soft wood and tea and you were reminded of all the times you’d go over to his house where a little Shoto would show you around his room and toys, excited to have a friend his father approved of. You were proud of the way he’d grown, how he’d soften up and learned, how he was able to let go of the anger and grow into himself, you always liked Shoto and to finally be able to be his girlfriend was all you could want right now.

“Can I?” He asked, the whisper soft and delicate in your lips; you nod.

His lips meet yours for a second, a sweet peck that left you giggling into him. You both pull away for a second before kissing once more, it was longer and almost sickeningly sick. You could taste the mint from him and you wondered if he could taste the sweets you had been eating earlier.

But, of course, in class 1-A nothing is really a secret for long and you hear clapping from behind you. Shocked, you both pull away flushed red as your friends are left stifling laughs. The kitchen door is wide open and you can see most of them pilling against the frame with wide eyes.

“Fucking finally, I thought we were gonna graduate before you two got together.” Bakugo is the first to speak.

“I’m surprised they even kissed, I thought it was going to take them another 15 years to get there!” Mina giggles to Ochako who can only nod in amusement, she gives you a thumbs up and you roll your eyes.

“How did you even know we were here? Aren’t you meant to be at practice or something?” You ask them, clutching Shoto’s shirt in an attempt to hide your face.

“Come on, you passed the note to Kaminari and Sero and expected us to not come?”

“I wonder what your kid’s quirk is gonna be like,” Midoriya mumbles into his hand, “Will they get both of Todoroki’s quirks plus [Name]’s?”

“Izuku! Don’t say things like that!” Iida begins scolding the green-head much to both your boyfriend and your amusement, “To say something so suggestive when they’ve only gotten together-!”

“Iida now you’re making it creepy!” Everyone begins grumbling, some annoyed and some laughing at the comments and the once peaceful and romantic atmosphere turns rowdy as everyone starts talking about the newly formed relationship.

“Great now I can’t use the kitchen without thinking about you two making out!” The blonde grumbled before storming out bringing with him a new round of laughs as you and Shoto blush awkwardly.

Safe to say, none of your classmates will ever let you live down how long it took you two to get together.

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rrandomtthings · 3 years

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Bakugou Katsuki and his development throughout the series (Part 1 of 2)

His fall

Note: none of this is excusing things Bakugou has done in the past. He was completely in the wrong for that. Explanations ≠ Justifications.

There will be no manga spoilers in this part, but in part 2 there will be!!

Part two link: (will be added)

Bakugou Katsuki is a very hit or miss kind of character. He is brash, loud, and everything in between. If that is not your type of character, then the chances of you liking him are very low. Hence why his character has been deemed as very controversial.

Not to mention, Bakugou was a bully.

The first scene of the series starts with younger Bakugou bullying a kid with younger Midoriya Izuku, his childhood friend, protecting said kid. This is the first impression that we are given of not only Bakugou as a character, but as society as whole.

People are not created equal

As we continue through the beginning of the series, we find out that Bakugou was a huge bully, especially towards Izuku. With the two being childhood friends, they were really close when they were younger, as they were shown to hang out relatively often.

However, as soon as Bakugou got his quirk things changed for the worse.

It’s important to recognize what quirks mean to hero society. The better your quirk is, the more you’re looked up to. The worse your quirk is, the more you’re looked down upon. This is something that has been ingrained in children at the young age of 4, when they receive said quirks.

Bakugou was born with the jackpot quirk of Explosions while Izuku was born with nothing.

From the young age of 4, your place in society has already been drilled in.

Continuing on from when they were just children, Bakugou already having his quirk and Deku still not knowing what his is (at this point Izuku didn’t get himself checked out), the two head to a lake with their friends. Bakugou, having the best quirk out of all of them and being the “leader” as they walk on a log and he falls off and into the river underneath them, his friends watching as he falls in the water, expecting him to get up all on his own because of the power he holds.

All except one.

In this moment, because of societal standards, Bakugou was expected (even by himself) to be able to get up on his own after that fall. Seeing someone like Izuku, who he calls “Deku,” which to him literally means “worthless,” who is seen as weak and not-powerful by societal standpoints wanting to help someone as powerful as Katsuki, it made Bakugou feel like Deku was looking down on him.

He refused Dekus hand, he refused Dekus friendship. He didn’t like that this “attitude” that Izuku had that Katsuki was so unfamiliar with.

As years go on we are not informed about how consistent Katsukis bullying was towards Izuku. We can only assume that it was something that was somewhat common, however that is only an assumption. This is not canon.

One day, Izuku gets outed out by his teacher about wanting to attend UA. This being Katsukis dream school, it’s interesting to note that while everyone in class was laughing at Izuku, Bakugou was not.

Almost as if he considered Deku, “a quirkless nobody,” a threat.

However, he took that threat and turned it around and bullied Izuku for it, leading to the infamous “swan dive” scene where Bakugou tells Izuku to khs.

This is arguably the worst, if not one of the worst things that have been shown that Katsuki has done. As mentioned at the top of this post, there is no justification for this. Bakugou was completely in the wrong. Just because he felt threatened does not in any way shape or form excuse the way he treated Izuku, especially in this scene.

Then, the sludge villain attack happens.

Here, Bakugou is shown to be in a vulnerable state as he is being consumed by the sludge villain. After Izuku comes in and save him, it is said that Katsuki had’nt bullied him since.

Now Bakugou is in UA. He was used to being the highest of the food chain. Being at the top of everyone so easily. However, when he entered UA, reality hit him like a ton of bricks after realizing that he is not special.

Starting off with one of the most prominent fights, Deku vs Kacchan (1).

The teams are Deku & Ochako (the heroes) vs Iida and Bakugou (the villains) as they fight with each other with their own respective tasks.

Throughout the fight however, even though they were in teams, it was mainly Deku vs Kacchan (as the title suggests.)

In this fight, we see Bakugou at a bit of a breaking point. He practically panics as he comes to a realization that this kid infront of him who he thought always looked down on him could possibly be on the same level as him. To him, the “worthless Deku” was starting to shine through and past the negative connotations of that name.

After he aimed his quirk towards Izuku (NOTE: in this scene he did not try and kill Izuku. He even states that he purposely aimed away so it wouldn’t harm him. However, this is still not an excuse) and saw that Izuku did and could take him after he had one, Bakugou went into full panic mode.

Note: it’s also important to recognize that he showed fear for Deku. He was scared to see how far he was willing to go.

Later on, we are shown Deku spilling the beans to Katsuki about his quirk, to which Bakugou does not believe and continues to claim that he is and will be stronger than him as he walks off, completely vulnerable and with teary eyes.

The next time we are shown Katsuki in a vulnerable state, it’s at the sports festival.

After his fight with Uraraka, who he claimed to be a worthy opponent (wooo some sort of development!!), he immediately put the blame on Deku, thinking that he was the reason why she had such a great plan (aaaaand there that development goes) to which Izuku replies with him not being involved in the plan.

Then, he has his fight with Todoroki to which he starts getting mad about as Shouto was not using his full power on him. Bakugou wants to be shown that he was best with Todoroki using his full power, so he felt like he was being looked down upon and seen as weak in his eyes.

They had to chain him up because he was so furious about the fight, this fight only adding to his very prevelent inferiority and superiority complex.

The sports festival ends and they all go off into internships and Bakugou has chosen to go with Best Jeanist. Here, he grows to respect Best Jeanist, even going as far as to making sure that he is the first one to hear his hero name when he comes up with one.

Now after they come back from their internships, the students are tasked with fighting one of the teachers with a partner not of their choice.

Katsuki and Izuku were paired together.

At first, this was hard. Bakugou was not interacting with Izuku. He wanted to do things his own way, even going as far as to say that he would rather lose than work with Deku. To which led to Izuku punching him to snap him out of it.

Bakugou eventually let up and attempted to start working with Izuku. He even goes as far as using himself as bait so Deku can turn around and win for them (however, Izuku being himself didn’t leave Katsuki behind).

They both beat All Might bc Katsuki had pushed away his pride and finally allowed for them to start working together.

This was arguably Katsukis lowest point in the series. He was so full of distrust, non-compliance, and just,, wanting to stay away from Izuku that he was willing to lose this fight. The same guy who always wants to win was okay with losing.

Then all of class 1A goes to the training camp and it’s being attacked.

Their target? It was Bakugou.

Izuku and others desperately try and protect Bakugou as they try and take him as far away from the attack as possible to avoid any mishap.

However, they failed and Bakugou was taken.

In the moment as Bakugou was taken, we see him show genuine concern for Deku as he runs for him, telling him not to come after him at that moment.

Dekus scream after this scene in the anime will never not make me teary eyed,,

While held in captivity, it was revealed that he was kidnapped because the villains thought that they could turn him over to their side after seeing how upset and unfairly treated he was at the sports festival. However, Bakugou confirms to the viewers that he has no villainous intentions whatsoever.

After he was kidnapped, there was a rescue team created by some of the students so they can get him back.

As they created a last minute plan, they devised a strategy to which they would use their quirks and Kirishima would be the one to reach out and grab onto Bakugou and save him, to which they go through with and succeed in.

This, as revealed by Horikoshi, is a very bittersweet scene. It shows that Bakugou was starting to trust and become friends with others. However, it also showed his stubbornness in knowing that if it were Izukus hand being reached out then he might have not taken it.

After they get out of the spot they were in, they find that All Might was currently fighting AFO and it was being live broadcasted. After AFO, and ultimately, All Mights defeat, All Might sends a message “to the world”(it’s directed at Izuku) saying that “you’re next.”

Bakugou looks over to Izuku, confusion and concern on his face, seeing as he is the only one crying in a sea of cheering people.

Once they get back to UA and time has passed, Bakugou starts doing smaller things to show his appreciation (i.e. trying to pay Kirishima back, etc.)

After All Might and Aizawa come to his house to talk about dorming with his parents, Bakugou asks All Might his relationship with Izuku, to which he didn’t get the response we wanted and brushed it off as he thanked All Might for saving him.

At this point, the students are out to get their provisional license. Bakugou being bakugou failed in the saving part of the exam and failed to get his license.

After they get back, Bakugou confronts Deku and tells him that he wants to meet with him outside. Deku complies as Bakugou takes him to where they first fought, at ground beta.

This fight is full of emotions. With years of anguish and confusion from Bakugou, trying to understand why and how Izuku was slowly rising up to his level. How he feels guilty for being the one to “end All Might.”

Years upon years of emotions are being fought out as Bakugou tries to seek some sort of comfort and understanding about everything that had just recently happened.

Izuku was the only one in Bakugous eyes to be able to accept and understand his feelings.

After they fight out for a little while and get pulled apart by All Might, the secret about OFA is officially revealed to Bakugou.

When asked to keep this a secret, Bakugou claims that he’s not doing it for All Mights sake (hmmm,, Dekus 👀) and goes as far as to encourage Deku to be better so they could be proper rivals.

Bakugou looks over to Deku and tells him that things will be different between the two. That Katsuki will change and accommodate for this new knowledge that he has.

This is the start is his rising.

[end of part 1]

#bnha #bakugou katsuki #mha #katsuki bakugou #bnha meta #bakudeku #??? kind of ish I’ll just add it lol

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beaubokuto · 3 years

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━ amnesia

pairing: shoto todoroki x f!reader

genre: angst

summary: shoto todoroki didn’t understand what went wrong when you broke up with him. he didn’t understand when you held his hand as you said goodbye. and he didn’t understand why you left him completely.

a/n: inspired by amnesia by 5 seconds of summer. also kind of inspired by a tik tok by @ leannaeileen ;D. i live for bakugou and todoroki friendship SO i added some of that in here hehe

tags: angst, swearing, suggestive humor, post break up, friends to lovers to strangers, sad, breaking up, pining, mutual pining, comfort, some fluff, characters are aged up, pro hero todoroki and pro hero reader, reader has an undescribed quirk, smut, dom!todoroki and sub!reader, rough smut, size kink

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His eyes dart back and forth. He is most definitely seeing things correctly, but he wants confirmation. He needs confirmation.

Your eyes find his easily. The eyes which he has not seen in years.

His name slips off of your tongue with hidden nostalgia. He barely has time to process.

You look more beautiful now than you did when you left. Your hair is shorter, your skin clear.

You are the epitome of stunning.

Literally. He can’t move.

You weed your way through the human traffic of the mid afternoon streets to meet him. He greets you with a fake smile, though he quickly feels it turn into a real one. One he once only reserved for you.

“I cannot believe that I am meeting you in the streets, of all places.” You tell him once you are close enough. “I was on my way to meet some of the boys for lunch and catch up.”

Some of the boys. You meant Deku and Bakugou, he is sure.

Why didn’t they invite him?

“You look amazing.” Todoroki tells you before he can stop himself.

You take the compliment. “I try. You look good, too. But you’ve always looked good.”

He tries not to take it to heart despite the aching the casual conversation brings.

He tries not to think of you telling him that you loved him. He tries not to think about the ring that sits in his bedside table that he can’t seem to get rid of. He tries not to think of your lips on his.

He tries not to think about how you broke his heart with a few simple words and a plane ticket.

“This is awkward.” He finally says.

Your smile falters, but you nod nonetheless. “It is a bit awkward talking to strangers, huh?”

You were shaking as you grabbed his hand, connecting your skin for the last time. You traced your fingers over his.

You were hoping for a spark. A shiver of connection in that moment of weakness. And when you didn’t, you let go.

“I’m so sorry, but I can’t do it anymore.” You told your boyfriend of years.

You expected him to question your reasoning. You expected an argument, a fight. You expected him to want you to stay. For him to ask you to stay.

But he didn’t.

Shoto Todoroki only stared at where your hands were just connected in his and said, “okay.”

It didn’t take long for you to fall for him.

You first met the boy during his years at UA. You weren’t in his class, but you ran into each other often. Whether it was in the hallway, or at lunch, it felt as though you came into contact with him more often than not.

“Are you stalking me?” You joked with him one day as you walked beside him towards the lunch hall.

Shoto Todoroki seemed to fluster for a minute, “No, no. No. We are just... going to the same place. At the same time.”

You giggled and nudged him with your shoulder. He wasn’t even knocked off of his balance a little bit.

“It was a joke, Todoroki.” You took your eyes off of him in favor of the hallway in front of you. “And since you aren’t stalking me, wanna sit with me at lunch?”

He started to question how you knew his name, but decided against it. Shrugging his shoulders and shoving his hands into his pockets, he said, “Yes, I’ll sit with you.”

The friendship blossomed slowly.

It was a helicopter leaf falling from the tallest tree, full of twists and turns and maybes and possibilities. It was a stone being skipped across a calm lake, creating ripples through the water and destroying the once stability in the most beautiful way possible.

It was watching a movie that you couldn’t take your eyes off of, no matter how desperately you needed to pee. It was reading a book that you couldn’t put down because you needed to know how it ended before going to sleep.

It was a cherry blossom in the spring, only to disappear come fall.

Because falling in love is falling out of a friendship.

“C’mon, Todo!” You begged, gripping his arm in an attempt to bring him with you. “Movie night! Everyone is going!”

He didn’t budge. He was effortlessly standing against your feeble attempt, hands in pockets and eyes on yours.

“What did I say about calling me that?” He asked.

You gave up and looked at him. “Fine! I promise that I will never call you Todo ever again if you come to movie night.”

There was a pause.

“Liar.”

And then a shrug.

“But fine. I’ll come.”

You first discovered that you were starting to fall for the boy during the winter.

You always thought that winter was the most beautiful time of year. Snow glittered the ground and casted the sky in bright whites and greys, lights for the holidays decked halls (or whatever the song says).

And one afternoon, you found Shoto sitting alone.

He was sitting at a desk in one of the empty classrooms, staring out of the window, eyes watching the snow fall from the sky to the gound below. You found yourself at the doorway.

Most of the others were gone for the holidays. It was winter break, after all.

“Please don’t just stare.” Todoroki interrupted the silence.

“Sorry.”

He didn’t lift his head as you walked to him, placing yourself in the seat in front of him.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing in particular.” He said. You knew that there was something going on in his mind, but you didn’t push it.

He finally glanced at you.

And that was your moment of realization. It was no drastic touch of fireworks, or static electricity that conducted at his touch. It was no bright flash of memories as your heart pounded.

It was the reflection in his eyes as he looked at you. You could see yourself in them, and that was the epiphany. The look of someone in love, and it was you.

You decided to ignore your realized feelings.

The love for him would remain to yourself. Mainly for the sake of friendship, but slightly because you knew that he did not feel the same way.

He realized that he felt for you very slowly. He didn’t know that it was love, at first.

He just knew that he felt very protective of you and he had never felt that with anyone before. He felt good with you by his side.

He felt his chest flutter when you could ask him about his day; he felt his hands shake at his sides when you would grab his upper arm when you laughed.

Todoroki hadn’t noticed that he was in love with you until Deku pointed it out. It was two days after returning from winter break, and they were sitting in the dorms.

Izuku Midoriya was Shoto Todoroki’s self proclaimed best friend. Although Shoto was incredibly individualistic and would rather sit by himself than hold a long discussion, he didn’t mind a friend.

“Are you going to tell her that you’re in love with her?”

Shoto turned to him, confusion masking his features. “What do you mean?”

Deku giggled. He tilted his head. “You’re so funny.”

“I wasn’t making a joke.”

Deku laughed again. This time he turned to his friend with a slight smirk, a quip on the edge of his lips. “You’re in love with her. We talk about it all the time! You are there most of the time when we do.”

“Oh.” Oh.

You were laughing, tears close to spilling over your cheeks. Shoto even had a small smile.

Deku and Bakugou had just gotten into (another) argument. It was about something stupid, as it was more often than not. It was only a week into spring and you didn’t realize how accustomed you had gotten used to being in the dorms with only Shoto as company.

Katsuki Bakugou ended up calling Deku a series of names, and ended the argument with a solid, “This is why you eat alone at lunch, you piece of shit cumrag!”

And that is was caused a series of laughter through the classroom. Classes hadn’t begun yet, so you were sitting next to Mina Ashido and Hitoshi Shinso along with Todoroki and Tenya Iida.

Sensai Aizawa interrupted with a simple opening of the door.

“Get to your respective classrooms.”

A bunch of you got up, some with small smiles and some with fear of being yelled at. You left, too, but not without mouthing a small “piece of shit cumrag?” to Todoroki.

He still hid a smile even after you were gone.

“I think you’re handsome.” You told him one afternoon.

He was in your dorm room. He spent a lot of time there, if he were to be honest. Sometimes Bakugou, or Mina, or Shinso or some other students he didn’t pay attention to would come in. You were good friends with Mina and Shinso from the other class, so Todoroki knew them by name at that point.

But that day it was just the two of you. You had a movie playing as background noise. You were sitting next to him on your bed, centimeters between touching.

It took him by surprise, causing him to look at you with a raised brow.

“Thanks.” He responded, cautious. “What made you say that?”

“I don’t know.” You shrugged. “I was just thinking it so I said it.”

Your relationship with him was ninety percent you flirting with him and laughing and touching him and one percent him rolling his eyes with a smile. Even before your realized feelings, you found yourself naturally flirting with the boy.

“Well, I think you are handsome too.”

You chuckled at his attempted joke and pushed his head with your hand.

When you first became friends, he was startled at your endless flirtations. He had never met someone who flirted openly the way you did.

He knew that you did it for the tension, that you liked to tease. You flirted with everyone. But he felt kind of... different when he watched you flirt with other people.

You had joked about “exploding” with Bakugou, flirtations effortlessly releasing from your lips when Todoroki felt the need to leave.

“It’s called jealousy, dumbass.” Bakugou told him.

Being in love with Shoto Todoroki was much like being in love with silence.

It was being in love with a quiet library. It was sitting alone at the beach with only him beside you, no words between you. It was a breeze through leaves with no animals around to hear.

It was rummaging through old boxes and finding books you used to read. It was the taste of vanilla ice cream.

You were the one who broke through the silence.

“Can’t I spar with anyone else?” Todoroki asked Sensai Aizawa. The students all turned their attention to him.

It was some random training day. Three classes came together to spar and practice their quirks against each other, randomly assigned by the teachers.

And when Aizawa said your name alongside Shoto Todoroki, you were excited. He, however, was not.

“No, your partner is picked.” Aizawa said. “Now get to it.”

“Sorry, but I will not be participating today.” Todoroki said as an announcement. “I would rather fail this than fight her. Thanks.”

You spun on your heels to face him. “You’re kidding.”

When he didn’t say anything, you stared him down. “Todo, it’s just sparring.”

“I don’t want to spar you.” He turned his attention back to the teachers. “Can I spar Deku? Or Bakugou? Someone more... powerful?”

You could not believe it. You chuckled humorlessly, causing some of the students to mutter under their breath to each other.

“Someone more powerful?” You crossed your arms. “C’mon, let’s fight. You want someone more powerful, you’ve clearly never witnessed me pissed off. C’mon.”

“No.”

You let out another chuckle and rolled your eyes. “No?”

“No.”

“Fine.” Aizawa shrugged. “Todoroki, you’re with Deku. Bakugou, calm down your new partner before she gets as angry as you.”

“No, sir.” You whipped your head back to the front. “I think I’m good too.”

You were livid. You had never felt that much anger and embarrassment erupt through your body. It started as a small irritation, but soon you were burning with the heat of anger.

Shoto Todoroki followed you.

“Hey, wait.”

“No, I don’t think I will.” You didn’t turn around as you stormed to your room.

He didn’t stop following you, turning through the corridors behind you. You might as well be steaming through the ears.

“Why are you so mad at me?”

“Because I’m in love with you!” You confessed, pure anger diminishing your filter. You couldn’t stop words from falling from your lips as you turned to him. “Because I’m in love with you. And it’s humiliating to basically be called weak by the guy you’re in love with in front of everyone. Because I thought we were friends.”

“We are friends. And that’s why I didn’t want to fight you.”

You scoffed. “Yeah, sure. Just fuck off, okay.”

No one had seen you for days following.

Most figured that you didn’t want to see your best friend, others made up stories of you leaving campus. None of them knew that you had confessed to said best friend and got nothing in response other than “we are friends”.

You were wallowing in self pity and anger turned sadness.

“If you’re going to drop out, do it.” Shinso said.

He was one of the people you didn’t mind still having around. He had no correlation to the two-toned boy you were avidly avoiding. And, to be honest from both sides, he liked to have someone who wasn’t scared to talk to him.

“I’m not dropping out. It’s been two days.” You threw a pillow at him. He caught it. “Two days is not a long time to get over the love of your life.”

You left your slump after another couple of days.

When you emerged from your pity party, you looked like garbage. You tried your best, you truly did, but you couldn’t get rid of the bags under your eyes and the exhaustion on your features.

You hadn’t even cried. You were just tired, and tired of being angry.

You managed to avoid Todoroki for a majority of the day, though you did manage to get stares. No one was subtle at UA.

Until lunch.

The second you entered the lunch room, you knew that you should walk right back out.

As soon as you walked in, your eyes found Todoroki’s. It didn’t take long. You always found your way to him.

You immediately looked away and sat next to Mina and Bakugou.

"You have to tell her now.”

They were all there: Deku, Bakugou, Kirishima, Uraraka, Iida, Tsu, Sero, Denki and Jiro. And all of them were staring at Shoto Todoroki.

“I...”

“No excuses.”

“You have to tell her.”

“Did you see her, idiot?”

“She looks miserable.”

“You gotta tell her.”

“This is peer pressure.” Todoroki stated.

“Yes.” Deku nodded. “But it’s the best kind.”

"Hi.”

Your step stuttered and you froze in your spot. You found him standing at your room door, hands clasped behind his back.

You couldn’t help but wonder how long he had been waiting for you to return to your room.

“Hi.”

“This is awkward.” He said.

“It is a bit awkward, huh?” You shifted on your heels.

“I wanted to tell you that I am sorry.” He said. You started to interrupt, but he stopped you, “Please don’t say anything until I’m finished. I am sorry. I should have just sparred you, it was not that big of a deal. I made it one.

“You are a big part of my life. You have always been a friend to me, and because of my recent adaptation with my quirk... I didn’t want to hurt you. That’s why I didn’t. Not because you aren’t strong, your quirk is not weak in the slightest, but because I was worried about accidentally hurting you.

“I should have told you that instead of just being dismissive. I realize that. I didn’t realize, though, that it would make you as upset as it did.

“And I also should have told you that I love you, too.”

You shook your head. He could have said a lot more, but you stopped listening. You had to face downward instead of looking him in the face.

“You’re shaking your head.”

“I’m sorry.” You held back a smile as you looked back to him. “It’s just... I wasn’t expecting you to tell me that you love me.”

“I didn’t realize it as quickly as I should have.”

“You could have taken a hundred years.” You reach for his wrists. “Thank you for your apology, I know that you had to be talked into it.”

His eyes flickered between yours. “You know me pretty well.”

“I know you better than most.”

The start of the relationship was the happiest you had ever been. You understood why people called it the “honeymoon phase”.

You were nothing but smiles, and everyone was surprised to see him smile and gleam at your presence too.

Neither of you were for public displays of affection, but one thing the both of you did like was holding hands. You liked the feeling of his fingers intertwined with his, and his warmth or coolness depending on which hand you found yourself holding (Yes, his quirk did that. It was kind of cool.)

He liked the feeling of your hand in his, too. He liked having your support, the structure of you holding onto him.

He also noticed how you didn’t flirt with anyone else anymore. You were still pretty outgoing and kind and funny, but you stopped your funny flirtations with the others. Not with him, though.

“Dang, my boyfriend’s looking sexy today.” You jokingly nudged him.

He knew that he looked the same as he did every day.

Shoto Todoroki rushed into your room with tears staining his cheeks.

You instantly shot up in your bed, staring wide eyed and fully awake despite being asleep minutes before. You didn’t need to know what time it was.

“Todo?”

He didn’t say anything as he just came over to you and planted his body next to yours. You didn’t say anything either as he curled into your body with his head on your chest.

You laid back down and took him down with you. You wrapped the covers around you both and ran your hands through his mixed hair.

You didn’t care about a boy being in your room in the midst of the night. You didn’t care about getting caught, or someone asking questions when he left in the morning.

You cared about your boyfriend’s tears that stained your shirt.

“Get some sleep, you’re okay.” You whispered to him and planted a kiss to his forehead.

That was one thing that Shoto loved about you.

You didn’t ask him questions, you didn’t push him to explain himself and his feelings to you. He was aware of his social constipation, and you didn’t force him to speak about things he didn’t want to.

It was the little things.

Kissing came naturally between you two.

The first kiss was nothing special, but it was the most special thing for the both of you. It was a goodnight kiss, one that he planted on your lips as if it were a second thought when in actuality it was something he had been considering since he woke up that morning.

It was a small peck on your lips, a second when everything seemed to fit perfectly together.

After that, the kisses were often in the absence of others. He would kiss you goodnight before going to his own room, or you would steal kisses between homework and study nights.

He found out that you liked to be kissed on the neck, so he did it more often. Every once in a while, he would sneak one while giving you a hug after lunch.

It was everything you asked for and more. The butterflies never left either of your stomachs every time your lips connected.

Growing up with Shoto Todoroki was full of love and light.

You watched as he grew into his powers. You watched as he grew stronger and lighter, watched as he slowly started to become confident in himself. You watched him become himself, finally.

And he watched you, too. Watched you grow alongside him, become a better person and hero. He watched as you became confident in him, too.

You grew together. You grew into individuals and a couple all at once.

It was the beauty of love: everything was all at once and not at all.

“You should move in with me.” Todoroki told you over dinner one night.

You were in a fancy restaurant, and it was a date that he planned. You thought that he might propose, you had an inclination that Deku had been hinting at it for the last couple of months.

“That was more of a statement than a question, Todo.” You took a sip of the expensive wine.

“More of an observation.”

You giggled and took his hands in yours. “Do you want me to move in with you? Or is this something one of the guys put into your head.”

“If I did everything they wanted me to, we would be married with five kids by now.” He joked. “But I am serious about you moving in.”

“Then fine.” You moved back in your chair. “I’ll move in with you.”

Growing apart was something unexpected and unfathomable until it happened.

It was slow, small things that made you notice the distance. The sleeping facing apart at night, the small pecks instead of passionate kisses. Saying “goodbye” more often than “I love you”.

It was different, to be in love as teenagers and to be in love as adults.

One of the first fights you ever had was a rough one. It started with an argument about safety, and then it spiraled into a fight about more than that.

You were yelling while he was frustrated. He rolled his eyes at your angry taunts, only egging you on. You couldn’t get your point across and neither could he.

“Can we just drop it?”

And that was the end of it. You didn’t bring up the fact that he said “that’s why I was in class 1-A and you weren’t” and he didn’t bring up the fact that you said that his “family trauma had nothing to do with you now”.

The next several days were full of tension and near silence.

In the midst of the distance between you two, he came home late one night with gloom drenched over him.

He didn’t say anything as he ran into your arms, and you took him in without a second thought.

“You’re home now, it’s okay.” You told him with your voice muffled against his chest.

You felt him nod against you. He grabbed you tighter and pulled you impossibly close to his body.

Neither of you thought about the tension from the previous fight. Because you were overwhelmed in love for each other.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You offered. Your hand still found solitude in his hair.

Todoroki shook his head and brought himself back. He held his hands on your hips, maintaining his touch on you. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize.” You placed your hands on his face, wiping away stray tears. “Some days are harder than others.”

He kissed you then. His lips matched with yours similar to how puzzle pieces line perfectly with each other. This kiss was soft and bound with his love for you, passion behind it and breaking through the cracks.

You and Todoroki had done a lot of things in the past. Turns out, he was pretty kinky, not that you complained. He had tied you up; you’ve been blindfolded and spanked. Name it and you two have probably tried it.

This time you could tell that there was something different, he kissed you with softness that was usually found only in aftercare.

You let him lead you to the bedroom, let him lay you on the bed. Your lips never left his for more than a second or two.

“Todo...”

“Shhh, don’t speak.” He planted kisses down your neck. He kissed to your colar and left the lightest kisses to your breasts.

Your back arched when he kissed your ribs, and you felt him smile as he kissed your stomach. His hand traced your thighs so lightly that he was nearly hovering.

“Let me use you for the night.” He looked back up to you with pleading eyes. “Please.”

You didn’t think twice, you just nodded. You had done it before, and if you were honest you didn’t mind. That was all he needed to pull his hands down, taking his underwear with it.

His size never ceased to make you nervous and mouth water all at once. Since high school, Todoroki became bigger in stature. He was buff, tall, and just overall... large. And his cock was not much different.

His fingers rubbed you only twice before he lined himself up.

On instinct, you put your hand against his thigh in efforts to keep him out. He looked down at you. You brought your hand back, giving him the go ahead.

You weren’t wet enough to take him, but he bottomed out either way. The pain made you ache and your back arch again.

“Shit,” You moaned. He brought himself out and back in, slamming into you. “Fuck!”

He was splitting you in half. And you wanted him to.

You would wake up to cold sheets and fall asleep to silence.

You would work alone with a smile plastered on your face only to come home and feel the emptiness.

“You would be perfect for the position here!” The voice on the other side of your phone said, muffled only slightly by the speaker. “We look forward to your decision! Take as much time as you need.”

It was the happiest you had been in a long time, bringing a bright feat to your mind at the thought of moving somewhere else with such an amazing opportunity.

Some of the divisions in Europe had teamed with the States. They offered you a pro hero job that fit your quirk perfectly, and they wanted you to come by the next month.

It would be faultless.

When the door opened to signal that your boyfriend had arrived home, you rushed out to greet him. “Guess what?”

He blinked up at you for only a millisecond. “What?”

“I got offered a job!” You couldn’t stop smiling. “It’s overseas, so I want us to talk about it.”

“That’s great.”

His voice nearly mocked your excitement, monotone and deep. He was bored.

Your heart shattered. “ You don’t have to come with, of course; but if you don’t want to come we can figure out long distance. It would be--”

“Why don’t we talk about this more later, yeah?”

You were frozen in place. You wanted a bit of excitement. You wanted a hug, a congratulations. He knew that you had always wanted to travel, that this was the perfect opportunity for you to chase your dreams.

Your entire mood dropped the second he shit all over that.

“Yeah, yeah.” He kissed your cheek as he walked past you. “Welcome home.”

Talking to Shoto Todoroki was not much different than talking to a brick wall.

You would voice your concerns only for him to wave you off. He would tell you not to worry, he would tell you that everything is fine when it clearly was not.

“We should talk.” You told him as you readied yourself for bed.

“Can we talk tomorrow?” He asked with his eyes closed. “It’s been a long day.”

The same response you would get every day.

“Sure.”

You would talk the next day.

Falling out of love was much like falling into it.

It was turning off a light before bed, the lightbulb taking it’s time to dim out. It was watching the water drain from the bathtub until the last drop fell. It was a forest fire in the rain.

It was redecorating your bedroom and liking the new layout much more. It was the feeling of drinking water after running suicides. It was sitting down after standing for hours.

It was a cherry blossom in the spring, only to disappear come fall.

Because falling out love is falling out of everything.

“I’m so sorry, but I can’t do it anymore.” You told your boyfriend of years.

You expected him to question your reasoning. You expected an argument, a fight. You expected him to want you to stay. For him to ask you to stay.

But he didn’t.

Shoto Todoroki only stared at where your hands were just connected in his and said, “okay.”

You had placed your ring into his palm.

You stood to collect some of your things, just little things that you were going to take with you for the night. You expected him to watch you. You expected him to catch your eye at least once.

He didn’t.

He didn’t move at all, still staring at his hands that stayed clasped on the table. He didn’t look up at you, didn’t acknowledge you putting your shoes on.

You were at the door when he finally jumped from his seat and spun around. He raced to the hallway of the apartment complex.

“Why?”

You froze in your spot. Your heart broke in your chest, splintering every bone in its wake.

You turned around.

“Why?” You repeated.

“Why?” He visibly swallowed. “Why can’t you do it anymore?”

Your eyes flickered between his. You could see the unshed tears lining his eyes, and you could feel yours as well. But you mainly witnessed his confusion, his anger that burned beneath the heterochromatic eyes you fell for.

“Why can’t I do it anymore?” You repeated again, as if it were the most obvious answer in the world. “Shoto, we’ve been walking on eggshells for the past year! I have been holding my breath every single day, not knowing if I were going to see the warm or cold side of you that day. We would go weeks without talking, without looking at each other. Do you really want that in a relationship?”

Todoroki started to make an excuse, to form an explanation. But no words could come out.

He started to speak your name when you stepped closer to him.

You took his hands into his again, and he felt as though he was simply a speak of sand on a beach beneath your touch.

“Shoto, I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you.” You stared at the intertwined fingers. He wished you would look up at him. “And you claim that you love me back, but I truly don’t think that you do.

“Because what our relationship has been... that hasn’t been love. It’s been pain, over and over and repeated again and again. For you to be in love, it means letting me in. Letting me get close to you and know your thoughts and feelings.

“And you have never allowed me the pleasure of getting to know you.”

You finally looked up at him with those beautiful eyes. The beautiful eyes that were filled with tears at that moment, the beautiful eyes he caused that much pain to.

As he stands in front of you, Todoroki imagines a life without you in it.

He imagines a world in which he never met you, never found friendship in you. Never fell in love with you. It is nearly impossible, you are such a profound person in his life.

He wonders if he can forget about how your smile makes his stomach churn.

“Do you want to come with?” You offer. You motion to the streets behind you. “Do you want to come to dinner, too? I’m sure the guys won’t mind.”

Todoroki hesitates.

Your presence alone is overwhelming. It’s been years and he can feel his heart pound in his chest when your eyes meet his. He can still feel his head cloud at the sound of your voice.

He desperately wants to hug you, to feel your skin against his again.

“I don’t know if...”

“Oh, please no stupid excuses.” You say. “Please?”

And then, “I miss you.”

He doesn’t wait a second more, “Yes. I’ll come.”

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Respawn by FaeQueenInu

Shaking that thought away, Bakugou turned his attention to the present. He had no idea how he had ended up here in his childhood home, when just moments ago he was neck deep in a fight for his life. Now, even with his mom shouting downstairs, everything was just...calm. It almost felt unnatural to him after everything they had been through. He noticed his phone and scrambled to snatch it up, clicking on the screen. The date was the same day as the battle, but something settled into his stomach, and he quickly tapped onto the calendar app...only to drop his phone in shock.

Rushing to the mirror to see his reflection only confirmed what he saw on his phone, and he did not know how to respond.

Really, what do you do when you find out that you have been thrown back five years into the past?

-or-

A fic in which during their final confrontation with All for One, Deku unlocks a quirk that sends him and several others spiraling back into the past with all of their memories intact. Armed with this knowledge of what's to come, they have a chance to change their future...so long as they don't make things worse along the way.

Words: 1987, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Todoroki Shouto, Shinsou Hitoshi, Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Yaoyorozu Momo

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku & Everyone, Midoriya Izuku & Yaoyorozu Momo, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Class 1-A, Bakugou Katsuki & Class 1-A

Additional Tags: Protective Class 1-A, Class 1-A Friendship, Midoriya Izuku Has One for All Quirk, Midoriya Izuku Has a Quirk, BAMF Midoriya Izuku, Protective Midoriya Izuku, Analyst Midoriya Izuku, Traumatized Class 1-A, lots of dark humor to cope, Character Death, technically its only temporary but still, Time Travel, Bakugou Katsuki is a Good Friend, Strategist Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, Midoriya Izuku is a Little Shit, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Parental Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Aizawa adopting ten traumatized children, Shinsou Hitoshi Replaces Mineta Minoru, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Shinsou Hitoshi, All of 1A are just severely codependent at this point

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34902934

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scftizuku · 3 years

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Big 3 vs Wonder Duo (Which one will end happening in My Hero Academia)

Okay this topic has been on my mind for awhile now i mean their is evidence for both the wonder duo and the big 3 (especially from the vibe that I’ve been getting from the war arc) So i’ll try to break down evidence for both sides and come to my final conclusion on what might actually happen at the end of the meta analysis

Big 3:

Alright lets start with the Origin trio. This trio first became a official hero combination from the Endeavor Agency arc. Within that arc we as readers were able to learn more about Shouto as a person and his family dynamic. Now you could say that Deku and Bakugou being their was due to the fact that they are the protagonist and deurotagonist (which are valid points since it would make sense for them to be present in the Todoroki family conflict since one Izuku has helped Shouto a lot since the Sports Festival and on Bakugou’s end he got to bond with him during their remedial license exams)

The Endeavor Agency arc is the first time that we got a hint towards a possible three way combination in terms of skills. Izuku and Katsuki learned more about Shouto’s home life and we even got Fuyumi thanking Izuku for being his friend (which was important in terms of a successful hero trio working in the near future) having all of the members in it have something that binds them emotionally will ensure the strength in their bonds.

Let me break down 2 dynamics within the Origin trio (Im saving Bakugou and Midoriya’s part of it for the Wonder Duo section):

Todoroki Shouto and Midoriya Izuku:

Izuku telling Shouto that his power isn’t his fathers but his own helped Shouto embrace himself. This big moment helped fans understand Izuku as a character and that he didn’t care about winning but being able to help Shouto accept himself for who he is.

When Todoroki and Bakugou fought at the Sports Festival Izuku was showcased to be cheering Shouto (who at that moment was hesitant to use his full power) this ignited his flames to come full force which was big for Shouto’s character

During the Stain arc Izuku sent out a signal to his location (which Shouto saw) and we see him worried for his friend and he makes his way to Iida and Izuku

During the aftermath of the stain arc Shouto showcases his worries and protectiveness of Izuku and Iida.

In the Forest Training arc Izuku was having trouble connecting with Kota and Shouto was able to give him advice by stating “ "Even he's told all the right things, if you don't know his background then you'll only succeed in annoying him" and continues with "The important thing is, what the person who's saying it has done...and what they're doing now. I think that words are always accompanied with deeds.",

Shouto’s advice to Izuku showcases how much Izuku trust his advice and judgement (again a big change from where they were from the Sports festival)

When Izuku fought Muscular Shouto’s words came back as a form of encouragement which helped him defeat the villian and become close with Kota.

"Even heroes cry sometimes." which was a quote Shouto said as a mean to help comfort Izuku who struggled when learning about all the horrible things that have happened to Eri. That scene showed how perceptive Shouto was in the feelings of others and also showed his method of trying to help someone.

When Shouto fought against Tetsutestsu in the Joint Training arc the symbolic moment that started the beginning of their bond which was the reminder of Shouto’s quirk being his own helped him with his fight

We also have their friendship being stronger when Izuku talks to Shouto about his path to forgiving his father and saying that he is kind (Endeavor Agency arc)

Izuku saves Shouto from Dabi by using black whip and states that Shouto is his “precious friend.” which that signified how powerful their bond is

I wont mention all the moments that they share as I am saving more on the shipping aspect for another blog post but my point on these two supporting each other endlessly still stands. Izuku has helped encourage Shouto when using his quirk and in return Shouto has given Izuku such helpful advice when stuck between a crossroad. From canon alone Horikoshi showcases their unconditional support for each other.

Todoroki Shouto and Bakugou Katsuki:

From what canon has given us in terms of the introduction of their bond Katsuki has viewed Shouto as another rival of his while Shouto isn’t scared of Katsuki and his temperament at all.

Shouto and Katsuki are usually shown to bicker and banter with each other which is usually fun to see when observing their dynamic

Katsuki overheard Shouto and Izuku’s conversation after the calvary battle (which in a way foreshadowed his bond with Shouto getting stronger since it was able to connect him to the other two)

The Forest of training arc was the first arc that showed how natural Katsuki and Shouto were with one another (as compared to the Sports Festival)

Their friendly bantering continues when they both have to retake the license exam again. The running joke of Todoroki insisting that they are friends and Bakugou denying this is always a joy to see.

Bakugou was one of the first people (alongside Deku) to understand Shouto as a person when they were interning with Endeavor

Bakugou and Todoroki in canon both notice each others strengthens and made multiple comments on this. One example of this is when Todoroki used one of his well known attacks from the Sports Festival against his fight with Deku and Bakugou states this while bantering with Todoroki which he quickly responds with “I weakened the blow by a bit. Are you hurt?”

During their retake to get their hero license Bakugou opens up to Todoroki about how he was raised and that violence is needed against their challenge with the children which Todoroki comments that there is a better way that they can get through to the children.

Just from canon context alone these two have such a playful yet rival like bond and even to the current point of the manga we never really see these two break out of their usual bickering and bantering. I wont elaborate much on this since I plan to do a post more in depth about all the personal relationships. In canon we don’t really see a lot for them being explored but the potential for them to bond more is their and I have no doubts that Horikoshi will do this justice (especially if the big 3 route is endgame)

The timeline of where the third MHA movie will take place can play a factor to this as well. If the movie takes place during the Endeavor Agency arc then it wouldn’t really leave much room for fans to interpret Shouto’s role after he finds out about OFA. However, if the movie takes place post war arc “All for One and One for All.” which was the movie teaser’s highlight it could solidify the importance that Shouto will have once he finds out what Katsuki already knew about Deku.

Big 3 Evidence:

Deku, Katsuki, and Shouto were all shown to admire All Might when they were younger.

Ever since the concept of the big 3 was introduced (Mirio, Tamaki, and Nejire’s debut) it gave fans the idea that a future big 3 will come into play. It was just a matter of who would be apart of it

War arc hints that Shouto will be let in on the OFA secret (which was something that binded just Deku and Katsuki before) with this knowledge it will connect the three of them

With quirks alone all 3 of them are compatible and would be an ultimate tag team

Endeavor Agency arc once more hints of the potential trio with Katsuki and Izuku fighting alongside Shouto in order to save Natsuo from Ending. The first time we got to see these three join forces and showcase everything that they’ve got

Small parallels between them and the current big 3 (Mirio and Bakugou) (Deku and Amajiki) and (Shouto and Nejire) I might make a post on the comparisons soon if you guys are interested.

Trios have been shown in the My Hero Academia universe (examples: rooftop trio which consist of Aizawa, Shirakumo, and Present Mic) which considering that the three of them wanted to open up their own agency as pros but sadly could not it wouldn’t be surprising that the Origin trio ends up doing so instead.

Endeavor hints on this possible trio by saying that the three of them need to have the three fundamentals which are rescue, evacuation, and battle. Izuku (Rescue), Shouto (evacuation), and Katsuki (battle),

Wonder Duo:

Shifting perspectives let’s discuss some evidence of Horikoshi ending the series with the Wonder Duo. Now with this hero combination it was stated at face value during Deku vs Kacchan 2 ( chapter 120) by All Might who says “If the two of you can recognize each other and honestly raise each other up, you can become the best heroes who both win and rescue.” This was the first indication that not only could they become a hero duo but also that these two would rekindle their broken bond by the conclusion of the series.

Bakugou Katsuki and Midoriya Izuku:

From what we know prior to the beginning of the series Izuku and Katsuki knew each other since childhood and that their relationship started off rocky (since they were set up to become rivals)

To show the closeness of Izuku’s connection to Katsuki he calls him “Kacchan” while even tho Katsuki’s originally meaning of the word “Deku” meant worthless Izuku took that name and made it his hero name.

For seasons 1-3 (before Deku vs Kacchan 2) Katsuki believed that Izuku had always looked down on him hence him pushing him away which he yet again confirms in the war arc that because of his weakness he ended up bullying Deku because of it

When Bakugou got kidnapped from the villains he states “stay back Deku.” and as a result we have Deku screaming out in agony when the villains took Bakugou away during the training camp arc

Following his kidnapping scene Deku cries at the hospital about not being able to save Katsuki (despite during that time of their development Katsuki wanted to push Izuku away)

When Deku vs Kacchan 2 occurred fans got to see Katsuki become vulnerable for the first time talking about why had it been him that ended All Might’s career. This following with Deku stating that he is “the only one who can accept Kacchan’s feelings.”

"to the same extent of all your unpleasant traits, your sheer amazingness at everything you do was so brilliant to me, it was blinding!" (quote from Izuku during the fight) followed by "You, who had so many things that I never had... to me, you were an amazing, inspiring person, who was even closer to me than All Might!"

Deku vs Kacchan 2 was the pivotal fight that changed the entire course of their dynamic since it was the first time that fans got to see the two of them unleash all their emotions that they had been keeping in for years

In Heroes Rising Deku shares OFA with Bakugou and commenting that "It's okay if it's you," when talking about having his childhood friend hold that power and also showcases Izuku’s trust in him.

During the Meta Liberation War arc when Izuku tries to find Shigaraki and try putting a end to all of this Katsuki notices this and follows him commenting “because being a hero means protecting everyone." foreshadowing the save mentality that Katsuki has when he put his life on the line to protect Deku from Shigaraki’s attack

Link to a perspective that tackles the possibility of Bakugou and Midoriya being a hero duo in the future.

https://sacred-stoner.tumblr.com/post/174064238438/the-other-day-an-anon-sent-me-this-ask-thank-you

Wonder Duo Evidence:

During the provisional license arc Aizawa talks to Mrs. Joke about how Bakugou and Midoriya encourage and inspire the rest of the class (with a screenshot of the two of them while he says this)

During the Final Exams arc Midoriya and Bakugou were partnered together to take down All Might and that fight showcased the miscommunication the two of them had (despite them winning against him in the end) the fore shadowing of these two working together could be hinted as far back as the final exams arc if thinking about how shounen writing sets up rivals.

All Might’s quote about the two of them being the types of heroes to “win and save” made a return as we are shown during the war arc of Deku trying to achieve victory while Bakugou gained a quirk awakening because of his desire to save Deku. In other words having them switch perspectives in the current point of the story really does come a long way

Horikoshi mentions that Heroes Rising was meant to be the original ending for the series which could mean that a) the scenario of Bakugou and Midoriya working together in the series finale would stay and that the main difference is that they would be pros or B) the duo would be changed to a trio and that Shouto’s involvement might be intertwined with Izuku and Katsuki... still unsure on which route)

When All Might vs All for One happened we had a screenshot of the two of them calling out for All Might to win. Showing not only their significance to All Might but also foreshadowing them working together in the future

Throughout the series Horikoshi highlights their bond as one of the focal points in the series by not only setting them up as proper rivals but also being able to repair their broken bond (which in turn all goes back to All Might hinting at them becoming a hero duo)

We’ve seen some duo combinations as well as trio ones in the series example being Hawks and Endeavor during the pro hero arc (it was temporarily but the point still stands that as fans we were able to see how successful a duo could be in the series)

Foreshadowing can come a long way since the series has started with Midoriya and Bakguou through middle school it very well could end with them finally fixing their broken bond and become the heroes that will win and rescue.

Sorry this took so long everyone I was just gathering my thoughts on this interesting discussion. I can see Horikoshi going with either route but as of right now its possible that we could get the big 3 while Deku and co are still teenagers and then have the wonder duo happen when they become pros (which if this were to happen then there would need to be some explanation on what happened to Shouto during all this)

Im unsure of whether the big 3 would happen when they are pros or only for the time that they are still teenagers.

I could also see Shouto being in charge of his father’s agency and allowing people with all types of quirks to intern there (especially if Endeavor ends up passing away before the conclusion of the series) which might be the likely explanation we will get if the wonder duo route is still something Horikoshi stands by.

Final thoughts: As of everything we have so far I will go ahead and say that we will actually have both with the big 3 being officially confirmed as the Origin trio while they are still teenagers but the wonder duo happens when they become pros. This topic was such a fun and interesting one to dive into so regarding personal bonds i’ll do another post.

This post is meant to view them as hero combination not shipping wise so with that said I hope this post was worth the wait.

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shoutingdeku · 3 years

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How to learn you’re in love with your best friend and then immediately misunderstand it

By Todoroki Shouto (with Kaminari Denki’s help)

warning: there’s some sexual talk here because i wanted to explore just how oblivious todoroki could be, even as a grown ass adult, about his feelings and how to interpret some quite frankly obvious things (such as bros dont wanna fuck their bros, todoroki you dumb bitch)

“But, here’s the thing!” Kaminari’s voice carries over their group with electrifying precision. Even those who aren’t paying attention turn to look over at him. He’s suddenly the center of attention of the group, although his attention is still focused on Bakugou in front of him.

“What,” Bakugou grumbles, eyes squinted.

“That is absolute no way of truly knowing if he’s your true bro, Bakubro.” Kaminari has a way of looking from over the top of his glasses that makes his eyes look mischievous, even if he still smiles like they are middle schoolers with crushes on their teachers.

Distantly, it makes Todoroki remember of all the times Kaminari, along with Sero and sometimes Kirishima, bothered him about his school crushes and who of their friends was going to turn into the hottest girl. Up close, it just reminds Todoroki once more why he never replied to their constant questioning. Why he still doesn’t. Kaminari is a storm brewing and Todoroki is glad he isn’t right in the middle of it.

Bakugou, on the other hand, is famous for always jumping head first and caution later.

“You think me and Kirishima having matching tattoos isn’t enough proof I tolerate him?” Bakugou asks, his jaw so clenched it is a wonder he can even form words.

“No,” Kaminari replies, still looking from above his glasses, still smiling innocently.

Beside Bakugou, Kirishima protests at Kaminari at the same time he holds Bakugou back from getting up from his chair. Around them, a couple of patrons look back at their antics, reticent from the aggressive stance Bakugou always gives.

“Hey, man, not cool,” Kirishima starts. It could either be a reply to Kaminari or Bakugou, but Todoroki isn’t sure anymore. Possibly both.

“No, listen,” Kaminari straightens up, hands thrown behind his back in a careless move. It is familiar enough that it works its magic and deflates Bakugou tension. He falls back against Kirishima’s hands holding back his arm. “The true test of friendship,” a huff of air escapes his mouth, and if his antics aren’t proof enough he isn’t up to no good, that moment alone is, “is knowing exactly which position you’d fuck your bro in.”

Chaos. Sero lets out a laugh so loud that a group of people from a couple tables away turn and stare at them. Kirishima lets go of Bakugou’s arm so quickly that it seems he’s on fire. Considering the color of Bakugou’s cheeks, it’s a possibility. They match Kirishima’s own as well.

Besides Kaminari, Shinsou groans and hides his face in his hands. Iida is gesticulating with his hands so hard there’s a possibility he invented a new form of sign language. In between hand chops and glass pushes, he lectures their group about appropriate language and loud noises in public spaces, nevermind that his irresolute commentary only adds to the overall noise of Sero’s and Kaminari’s laughter, as well as Bakugou’s renewed screaming.

Shouto is ready to reply, at least to try and calm Iida down, when the words actually register in his brain. He frowns.

They are all young adults. Sex isn’t anything shameful to hide at or an unowable fantasy land as it was when they were teenagers. Shouto has had his experience before, but so far as he knows, nothing compared to Kaminari.

Of course, Kaminari does have a tendency to extrapolate his tales and Todoroki is well aware. He is also well aware that one too many tales were too detailed not to be real.

So that brings the second point: not only is Kaminari experienced, but he’s also had his moments of true brilliance. Todoroki would never disregard one of his ideas without at least considering it.

He tunes everyone out and rolls with the idea. There’s nothing particularly dirty about the thought itself, but rather a mix between intimacy and knowledge of their group of friends.

Take Sero, for example. It is quite obvious he would be into bondage. Not only has Todoroki noticed once what suspiciously looked like friction burns on his wrists before, but the one time they needed help to knot a rope for Kirishima’s surprise birthday party, Sero stepped in like a professional. So. Sero likes bondage. Todoroki can’t think of much of anything besides that. It makes sense considering they aren’t that close.

Then comes Kaminari. All Todoroki’s brain can come up with is “there would be a lot of laughter and possibly a lot of experimenting”. Maybe a bit of hair pulling. Nothing that would cement their friend as realness through the sex bonds of brotherhood.

Shinsou would possibly also involve bondage. Possibly dirty talk. He looks sombre and mild, but there’s absolutely nothing mild about him. Not when he’s tried so hard all his life to get past his looks and history to get wherever he set his mind to, using his voice and wits and hard work whenever necessary.

Kirishima looks like vanilla and bitey and too much up Bakugou’s alley for Todoroki to ever even consider it. Even looking at him right now, calming down Bakugou and reluctantly laughing at Kaminari’s bragging seems too much like something he wouldn’t try to meddle with. There was once a time Todoroki wasn’t aware of their oblivious, mutual pining, but Uraraka’s determination and Izuku’s flawless logic proved bullet point by bullet point that the two of them are pining for each other for quite some time now. Too long a time, if Todoroki could say. Two years later and Todoroki can still see the brightness of both Uraraka’s and Midoriya’s eyes as they explained what had never before even crossed his mind as if it was the most obvious truth of the planet. Todoroki wonders what else could he be missing without an impromptu presentation from his friends.

Lastly, there is Iida and Bakugou themselves.

Iida is definitely too easy. Either proper, careful, wholesome sex, or too kinky and wild to process with a side of controlling. Todoroki is too afraid to even consider which position he’d prefer.

And Bakugou is too easy to pinpoint. Ass up and shoving his face down as the actual brat he is.

Todoroki remembers one too many times Bakugou had grumbled they weren’t friends, right before acting like a long-time friend would. It kind of unsettles Todoroki to realize that Kaminari’s proposal seems to be true, when out of all the people on the table Bakugou is the one he can pinpoint exactly how he’d fuck.

He opens his mouth to explain his findings when the chair beside him is pulled back and Midoriya sits on it again.

“Sorry,” he whispers, “I found a colleague on another table over there and took my time before getting back. What are they arguing about? All I could hear was Sero’s laughter and Bakugou’s screams, so, you know, the usual.”

And just like that, Todoroki’s world turns.

There is nothing out of the ordinary in Midoriya’s looks. It is the same clothes he had come in with, it is the same sheepish smile he always gives when he wants to understand something he doesn’t know yet. The same shine is his green eyes, the same freckles. Nothing out of place from the many years they sat side by side and that Todoroki turned to look at him.

It is, however, a very new feeling of looking into his friend’s eyes and knowing, without a doubt, that you’d beg him to ride you harder while you’re sitting in his office chair, arms bound behind your back and neck strained up to ask for more kisses, or bites, or anything he’s willing to give.

It is a very new knowledge that he would, without a doubt, try any and all positions with Izuku. Twice. Just so they’re sure which one is the best one yet. And somehow he still thinks having Izuku on top would be his favorite one. Because that would be the best way to admire his best friend.

He turns to Kaminari with a new understanding in his face and the appreciation of the surprising genius of his friend.

“By your logic then it means Midoriya is indeed my best friend. I guess it makes sense. Thank you for sharing, Kaminari-san.”

Todoroki doesn’t quite understand why suddenly the whole table is screaming or laughing at him, but he guesses it just confirms there’s no friend for him like Midoriya.

#i'm sorry this is so dumb but i couldn't stop seeing this is my head and i needed to write it down somewhere #tododeku #todoizu #tddk #i mean let's be real the chances of me actually writing this whole fic is like #29% on a good die #*day but this typo was too good to let it pass #also this is unbeated i just wanted to vomit write it and give birth to see if my writing demon left me alone #i live for oblivious todoroki with the most insane conclusions to ordinary stuff #i mean who hasnt thought about how they would raw their friends right todoroki #you dumbshit #i love u icyhot #also kaminari is my spirit animal and i will stand by all his decisions ever

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the-final-sif · 4 years

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"i trust you" under the lying quirk oh no that killed me. Imagine the bakugous in the katsuki hakamata au but without anybody realizing whats going on so baby doesnt get adopted (canon?), and Bakugou not trusting adults ohhhh dear

God, Katsuki getting hit by a lying quirk would be super interesting.

I think it’d have to be that he bumped into someone, maybe someone in gen ed or a kid or something. They don’t realize their quirk activated because Katsuki yelled at them afterwards and they thought he was fine.

The rules for the quirk are a bit more complex than just forcing someone to say stuff that’s untrue, it forces a person to try to deceive other people.

As such:

Any form of communication is affected, although to varying degrees.

The quirk compels the affected person to deceive other people on any given matter. This can mean telling lies directly, but it also means the person will dodge questions/refuse to answer if simply lying would reveal the truth.

Speech/typing/writing is all forced to be lies in some form or another.

Body language/facial expressions are somewhat effected, although less so.

The quirk lasts for 24 hours or so.

Katsuki gets to class, and he feels fine right up until a teacher asks him a question. He opens his mouth to tell them the answer, but instead finds himself saying he doesn’t know. He’s extremely confused as this pattern repeats. When Mina asks if he’s okay after their first class, he tries to tell her something’s wrong, only to find himself saying that everything’s fine and to mind her own business.

This keeps up until lunch, by which point, Izuku has solidly picked up that something is wrong with Katsuki. He approaches Katsuki about it towards the end of lunch, only to have Katsuki look him in the eye and say, “Everything’s fucking fine with me, Midoriya.”

Good news; This clearly communicates to Izuku that something is wrong.

Bad news; Izuku has anxiety, and Katsuki has never called him by his last name, so he assumes that he did something horribly wrong and offended Katsuki without meaning to. He tries to apologize and ask what he did, but it’s ineffective and Izuku retreats to try and figure it out.

This means that Kirishima approaches Katsuki, also trying to figure out what’s wrong with him. He asks Katsuki what’s bothering him, and Katsuki tells him that He’s bothering him. Because of the lying quirk, Katsuki sounds so serious that Kirishima is now convinced it’s something that both he and Izuku did, so he also leaves Katsuki alone for fear of angering him further.

Lunch ends with the whole class on edge and trying to figure out what Kirishima and Izuku did. One of the students, probably Iida, informs Midnight whose their next teacher that something seems to be wrong with Katsuki. He indicates that it’s some sort of serious friendship fight/emotional issue. Midnight pulls Katsuki out of class ahead of time to speak to him, telling him that he can talk to her if something’s up.

Katsuki looks at her, and all he can see are images in his mind of being chained up at the sports festival. A muzzle in his mouth, chains on his arms, fucking thousands of people watching, and her part in putting him there. It’s been awhile, but that’s the sorta shit that’s hard to overcome. Particularly after it got broadcast on national TV, and villains decided they liked what they saw.

So, with all of that in mind, his mouth opens and he speaks in a reluctant but oddly soft voice.

“I fucking trust you, and I’ll tell you if there’s shit I want to talk about, but there’s nothing on my mind right now.”

And Midnight buys it. Later, in the staff room, she’ll brag to the other teachers about it. That she was the first one Katsuki said he trusted. It strikes Aizawa as odd, but he doesn’t speak up for fear of being called jealous. Maybe he is, a bit.

In the meantime, a grouchy Katsuki returns to class to suffer through the rest of the day, telling lie after lie of “I’m fine.”. He says a few odd things, like telling Denki that he ‘well and truly thinks he’s a complete moron without even a flicker of light on in that head of his’, mentioning in response to someone that he’s never gotten a nightmare in his life, and pissily telling Uraraka that she’s a total coward who he doesn’t even have an ounce of respect for. Everyone assumes he’s just in an awful mood though, and takes to avoiding him.

At the end of training for the day, Katsuki took a few hits which he blows off any concerns about and stomps his way back to the dorms. Tired, frustrated, and hoping he can just sleep off the quirk. His plan is to hide in his room until it’s over.

Only, Kirishima just can’t let sleeping dogs lie. He knocks on the door until Katsuki opens up, only to be greeted by his friend’s tear stained face.

Kirishima gives a watery, heart felt apology, asking Katsuki to please tell him what he did, because Kirishima has been desperately trying to figure it out but he can’t come up with anything. He promises he didn’t mean to hurt Katsuki, but he knows the other is clearly genuinely upset about it, so for their sake of their friendship, won’t Katsuki please tell him what he did wrong?

And in that moment, all Katsuki can think about is how much he cares about Kirishima. How much he doesn’t deserve a friend this kind and good. His mouth takes hold of that thought, eyes narrowing in anger that isn’t his own, and they start shaping out, horrible, horrible words.

“I hate y-”

Katsuki is cut off by himself slamming the door shut, having wrestled back a tiny bit of control from the quirk to prevent himself from saying something he can’t ever take back. He locks the door and steels himself against Kirishima’s crying, because even though every part of him wants to go comfort his friend, he knows he can’t.

It’s silent for a long, long time after that.

Given that that was such a shitshow, Katsuki’s expecting to be left alone for the evening. He doesn’t think there’s anyone else in the dorms stupid enough to come try to talk to him after Kirishima was sent sobbing.

Surprise though, there is!

Shouto had heard about what happened with Kirishima, after he spent most of the evening trying to console a panicked and heartbroken Izuku. Comforting people is hard for him, and he feels like he’s doing a shit job of it. So instead, he decided to try to solve the mystery of what’s going on. He’s not sure what Katsuki’s deal is, but he’s going to get to the bottom of it, even if he has to break down Katsuki’s door to do it.

To rephrase that a little;

Shouto breaks down Katsuki’s door after he refuses to answer, to try to get to the bottom of what’s going on.

After a bit of angry yelling, Shouto demands to know what Kirishima and Izuku did to upset Katsuki so much. Katsuki wants desperately to say that they didn’t do anything, but again the quirk forces him to lie.

“They know what they fucking did!”

Shouto, whose stubbornness can match Katsuki’s on a good day, shoots back that the two of them don’t know what they did, and that Katsuki needs to explain what’s causing him to behave so weirdly. Again though,

“Those assholes know what they did, and I’m not fucking behaving weirdly!”

And then a thought strikes Katsuki, and out of desperation, he tries something.

“Those assholes know what they did, and I’m not fucking behaving weirdly!”

One more time, red eyes fixed on Shouto now, pleading.

“Those assholes know what they did, and I’m not fucking behaving weirdly!”

He can’t repeat the phrase again, the quirk has caught onto his trick, so now he’s left wondering if Shouto got the message.

Here’s the thing. Shouto can be dense at times. He really can be. But he’s also willing to leap to ridiculous conclusions based on limited evidence, and sometimes, just sometimes, that’s exactly what a situation calls for. Maybe it’s Katsuki saying it three times, or maybe it’s the desperate look in his eyes, but Shouto gets the hint.

“Katsuki, what color is your hair?”

It’s a weird fucking question, but Katsuki is relieved knowing that Shouto’s got it now. He finds himself dodging the question, getting hostile, but Shouto stays patient and firm, demanding an answer and asking other, simple, straight forward questions that Katsuki is unable to answer. After a handful of those, he’s convinced Katsuki is unable to say the truth, and he connects the dots that Katsuki’s been hit by a quirk.

Obviously, he takes this information to Aizawa, who in turn checks the school’s cameras from that morning. There they find the student that Katsuki ran into, and get an explanation on the rules of the quirk. It’s only 24 hours, which is almost up, so really all that’s left to do is for Shouto to go tell the others what’s been going on.

Oh, and Aizawa has to check on Katsuki, because unfortunately he distinctly recalls the kid saying he was fine after training that day when Aizawa asked if he’d taken any hits.

Aziawa has to ask a number of questions to suss out if Katsuki is actually okay. Not to mention trying to get permission to check and wrap Katsuki’s (thankfully minor) injuries from training. It’s uncomfortable as hell for him, but some of Katsuki’s answers give him pause.

“Fuck off, I don’t trust you.“

“I don’t want you here. Leave."

“You’re the last person I want to see right now.”

And sure, it’s not quite the same as hearing Katsuki say that he trusted him or that he wanted Aizawa there, and Aizawa’s not going to take anything said under the quirk at face value, but it still warms his heart a bit. Because he knows what the kid is really saying.

In the afterwards, once the quirk is gone, Katsuki is tackle hugged by Kirishima who he assures he is not mad at. Izuku is still crying, but he’s always crying, and it’s a better sort of crying this time as he joins in on the hug that Katsuki reluctantly allows. There’s some teasing, but mostly the class doesn’t take what happened to heart.

Midnight pulls Katsuki aside again to talk, and after this whole mess, he’s just very tired. After he confirms he said what he said the day prior under the influence of the quirk, she’s hurt, asking if that’s really how he feels. If he really doesn’t trust his own teacher. And Katsuki knows this is when he’s supposed to comfort her, but he’s too fucking done for that shit.

Instead, he gives her an exhausted look and asks her what she expected after the sports festival. It catches her off guard, but he doesn’t relent, saying that he said what he said. The quirks worn off now, so If she wants someone to lie to her to make her feel better about what happened, then she’ll need to find someone else, because Katsuki doesn’t do lying. Then he leaves, because he’s got other shit to do.

And after that Fun Talk, and after this entire experience, Katsuki is emotionally raw, but he still has to talk with Aizawa. It’s a thankfully quick conversation, but afterwards he mumbles out a thanks to his teacher. Then even more hesitantly, he double checks that Aizawa knew Katsuki was lying when he said those things last night.

Aizawa says of course, he understands it was the quirks effects and he’s not holding it against Katsuki. Katsuki replies that that’s good, and then quietly and quickly, he makes eye contact with and says he does trust him, and there’s nobody else he would’ve rather handle that situation. Katsuki being Katsuki, he barely gets the words out before he’s off in a huff with his face red, leaving his teacher in shock behind him.

Somehow, despite all the chaos caused, Aizawa still finds himself secretly glad for that stupid quirk.

#katsuki bakugou #dadzawa #kiribaku #todobaku #aizawa shouta #shouto todoroki #midoriya izuku #eijirou kirishima #midnight #Kayama Nemuri #bnha #mha #the lying quirk #sif writes #sif speaks #my headcanons

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sapphire-fanfics · 4 years

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Denki x Reader Fluff ~ “I Love You!”

There’s some mentions of Izuku x Ocacho and Tsuyu x Tokoyami 2k+ Words

You looked over at your buzzing phone and grinned, answering the call almost immediately. Your cheeks began to flush as soon as you saw Denki’s smiling face on the camera. It was obvious that you were crushing on him, seemingly to everyone but him. As much as you fantasized about being in a relationship with him, you weren't flirty enough to ask him out. You broke out in a sweat just thinking about confessing your feelings, especially if it could ruin your friendship with him, or worse, he was just playing with you.

"Yo, Y/n!" He fidgeted with a pencil in his fingers while he spoke. "Could we have another study session at the cafe? I finally got my grades up buttttt-"

"But you're a big dunce?" You watched Denki's cheeks flush, and you couldn't help the giggles that rose from your throat.

"Shut up, I'll hang up if you're going to be mean-"

"Wait, nooo, I'm really bored, don't you dare!"

"I was kidding, you really are attached to me, huh?" He laughed at the bright blush creeping down your neck and up your ears.

"S-Says you, you're the one that texts and calls me all the time." You crossed your arms and raised an eyebrow at his grin.

"Yeah, you're the best thing that's happened to meeee!" You spluttered at his sincere tone and grin. There was no way, he was just being... he was just being his usual flirty self. There was nothing behind it. Absolutely nothing behind it.

"Yeah right," You let out a yawn and shifted in your seat. Hero practice that day had been exhausting, and as much as you wanted to talk to Denki, you needed your rest for the next day's practice. "I'm gonna go to bed Denki-"

"Wait nooo, I thought you didn't want to hang up! You liar!”

"That was before my body decided it wanted to sleep."

"But you are going to the cafe with me, right? To study?"

"Yeah, yeah! Night, I love you-" You froze in your seat as your face flamed up. No. No, no no. You hadn't meant to say that. You hadn't meant to admit your feelings in such a clumsy, stupid way. He broke out in a grin, a blush spreading across his face as you ended the call. Your body didn't want to sleep anymore, that was for sure.

Why? Why had you let such a stupid slip-up come out of your mouth? You covered your face in your hands and seriously considered having a meltdown, when Mina burst into the room. She had a cute dress in her hand that looked rather expensive.

"Y/n! Yao-Momo gave me this dress and I thought you'd- Y/n?" She threw the dress on your bed and ran up to you. "Girl, what happened?"

You let your hands fall to your side and you groaned. "I did something stupid..."

She sat down beside you on the floor and laid a hand on your shoulder. "Like what?"

"...I...I may have... said something to Denki-"

"OOOH, wait, lemme get the girls!" She shot up and ran to the door, while your face only grew redder. You and the girls told each other everything, especially the so-called "juicy gossip." You had all helped Ochaco and Izuku ask each other out, and currently ya'll were teasing Tsuyu about her crush on Tokoyami. It was all fun and games until you were on the receiving end of it.

The girls burst into the room and plopped down beside you on the floor with shit eating grins. Great. Just wonderful, you were going to be teased for the rest of eternity.

"Sooo," Mina grinned, "What happened? He finally asked you out?”

"No, I wouldn't look like this if he had!" You let out a sigh.

"Yeah, Y/n would be all smily and giggly, like when Izuku asked me out!" Ochaco reached out and touched your shoulder. "What happened?"

"Well... Denki and I were calling each other and.. and I... well..." You curled up in a ball and hid your face in your legs, before mumbling, "I... I may have told him 'I love you...'"

Jiro burst out in laughter while the other girls just sat staring.

"Y/n you idiot- I thought that dunce would slip up," Jiro put her hand over her mouth to hold in her giggles when you peeked out from your legs. Of course she would have heard it, her hearing was spectacular, and there was no way she was going to keep it from everyone else.

"What did she say- what did she say?!" Mina piped up.

"She blurted out 'I love you,' she's as much of a idiot as him!"

Mina let out an ecstatic squeal and tackled your reddening form, while the others laughed. The pink girl was about to bombard you with teasing when her phone buzzed. She sat up and looked at the message, and devilishly smirked. You knew you needed to bolt out of there right there and then, but Mina pulled you up and firmly gripped your arm.

Just great.

She answered a call and set up her phone on your dresser, while the other girls huddled up behind you. You saw the contact name and your heart dropped. There was going to be no escape from the current hell you were about to be in.

You saw Kiri's smirk when the call connected, and your face almost immediately flushed. You knew exactly what was about to happen, and you wouldn’t be able to do anything to prevent it. The teasing for the next days, weeks, possibly months was going to be unbearable!"

"Mina, hey, and Y/n- woah, hey guys, er girls!" Kirishima grinned.

"Hey, you guys are hanging out without meee?" Mina pouted, though you swore that her grip on your arm tightened. You could see Sero lounging around on a swivel chair, and you began to panic.

The whole Bakusquad, save Mina, had probably heard EVERYTHING.

"Yeah, you should've been here! Y/n- oh, she probably told ya'll, huh?"

"Duh, you think that we are all here for nothing?"

"Oh c'mon, you probably do girly shit all of the time with them!" Bakugou shouted in the background, and your heart skipped a beat. If Bakuhoe was there, then Denki was probably there as well.

You squirmed in Mina's grasp as Denki's head popped up behind Kirishima. No, no! You were going to deal with this in the morning, and you weren't going to slip up again in front of your annoying "friends."

"Heyyy~ Y/n!!"

You could feel Mina smirking besides you, and you fought your urge to slap her in the face. You couldn’t her at the moment, for now you needed the get away from the girls. You couldn't form any words, hell you could barely breathe!

The only person that would help you out right now would be either Ochaco or Tsuyu. The others were heartless monsters that enjoyed your apparent misery. You sent a fleeting glance towards the two, hoping that they'd be sweet enough to give you some pity, even just a tiny amount would help you!

"Ashido, don't you think you're hurting Y/n? Your grip on her arm looks... tight." Ochaco muttered, as Mina giggled.

"Oh- wow- oops!" She loosened her grip just enough for you to push her off of you, and attempt to bolt through the group of girls. You were successful until you heard a certain someone's voice on the phone.

"Hey, Y/n- wait! I love you too!" You looked behind you to see Denki pushing Kirishima out of the frame with a goofy grin on his face. You froze at the doorframe and felt your blush creep down your neck, while the girls squealed and fangirled.

There was no way that he just said that. There was absolutely no way that he wasn't creeped out, and that he still wanted to be around you. Your ears had to be deceiving you, but if that were true, then why would the girls look so happy? Why would Denki have such an idiotic, lovesick smile on his face?

You bolted out of your room, your face still flaming crimson. This was all too much. Admitting your feelings idiotically, just to have them given back? You couldn't believe your ears, it was all too much to bare. You just needed a little break to get your feelings in check, that was all.

You hurriedly went through the elevator and burst out into the common room, which was only being occupied by Midoriya, Iida, and Todoroki. The group was having a study session, and weren't expecting you to jump out of the elevator with messy hair, wide eyes, and a concerningly red face.

"L/n-"

"Iida I don't have time for a lecture or whatever I'm having an issue- I-I did something really stupid and now the girls are bothering me about it... and I..." You slumped and trudged over to the couch. Midoriya stared at you while you plopped down beside him.

"Is it about Denki? You've seemed embarrassed around him lately-"

"It's that obvious?!" You looked at Midoriya, who merely nodded, and groaned. "C'mon, Todoroki and Iida don't think that right?"

"I must confirm that I thought it was about him." Iida stiffly nodded his head and you rubbed your face in your hands.

"Todoroki?"

He looked over at you and you sighed.

"Don't even say anything, I already know the answer!" Midoriya awkwardly patted your shoulder as you sighed in your hands. You really were a clumsy idiot.

"So.... w-what happened with you and him?" The green haired boy could tell that you became even more flustered just thinking about it.

"Well...um..."

"You do need help, correct? We can only think up a solution if you tell us the issue." Iida is tended to be quite oblivious at times. Most days it would be endearing, but today was not one of those days.

"Yeah..." You pulled your knees up and tucked your arm around them. Were you really going to go through this again? The three boys wouldn't be as annoying as the girls, right? "Um... I was calling him, and I... I got tired so I... I went to say goodnight and I accidentally said I love you...and then I hung up really quickly..."

Todoroki snorted and tried to cover it up with coughing, while Midoriya grinned. Iida, being the respectable boy he is, maintained a calm expression.

"And that's all that happened?"

"No, Iida, do I have to elaborate?"

"You do want our help, don't you?" You knew that Todoroki was holding in his laughter, and you had to fight back your urge to slap him and Midoriya. Maybe you could kill Mina, Midoriya, and Todoroki without anyone noticing.

"You have to tell us the whole story if you really want our help." Midoriya stated with an ever-growing smirk, and you really began to consider killing him right then and there.

You mumbled explained to the trio about the rest of what happened, and you knew that Midoriya and Todoroki would've burst out in laughter if you didn’t look so upset. Iida, however, maintained his posture and kept his same calm expression.

"Why are you so worked up, Y/n? He said it back-"

"Like you wouldn't get flustered if Ochaco said I love you in front of your friends, and they teased you about it!" You hit Midoriya's shoulder and he blushed.

Your eyes widened when you heard the elevator ding. What if it was Denki- or worse, the girls here to torture you again?! Both of your fears were confirmed, sadly, as all of them combined waltzed out of the elevator. You pulled your hoodie over your face and leaned down in the couch, hoping that they wouldn't notice you.

You were sorely mistaken, as Mina noticed you at once and dragged Denki over to you. You internally panicked and began wishing that you had a speed quirk like Iida. Being able to zoom out of this situation is more preferable than your current doom!

"Y/n! You're... you're not dead, right?" Denki plopped down beside you and shook your shoulder. You knew that you couldn't avoid this confrontation forever, but delaying it was an option, right? You peeked out of the confines of your hoodie and met his golden eyes. He grinned and wrapped his arms around you, earning an “aw” from the girls. Your face was probably burning a hole through your hoodie from the heat it was putting off.

“N-No I’m not dead...”

“How can I be sure when you don’t show your pretty face?” You squirmed underneath his grin and pulled your hoodie farther up your face. There was no way you were coming out of your cotton paradise. There was no judgement there, no judgement at all. Just you and your hoodie-

Denki laughed and pulled the fabric down your face, grinning at how flustered he made you. His whole life he had been rejected by girl after girl, and then you fell into his life. You. The most beautiful person he had ever laid his eyes on, and you actually liked him back!

“Denki...” You mumbled, “This is embarrassing, can’t we go somewhere private? I-I feel uncomfortable with Mina staring at me...”

He nodded and grabbed your hand with a cocky grin, before pulling you off the couch. You weren’t sure where you were heading before you arrived in the kitchen, which wasn’t that secluded, but it was better than Mina staring a hole into your head. You heard the excited chatter from the living room, but you couldn’t pay much attention to it over the beating of your heart. Denki had cupped your reddening face in his hands, lovingly looking into your eyes. You looked so... uncomfortable, to him at least, and he felt a pang in his heart. Did you actually like him, or was it just a slip up? He had felt so confident about it and yet, here you were, looking like you wanted to bolt away from him at any second.

“You.... you are comfortable with this, right?” He lowered his hands and awkwardly shoved them into his pockets. “I... I’m probably overstepping your boundaries, I wasn’t trying to be so forward...”

You smiled, and, after a moment of hesitation, wrapped your arms around his waist. He grinned when you nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. He could feel the heat radiating off your face when he wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead. He was okay with taking it slow until you were comfortable with his affection.

“So... are we a thing now?”

You snorted, “No, I went through all this trouble because I hate you.”

Denki laughed and looked down at you with a smirk on his face, and your few seconds of confidence disappeared.

This was really fun to write, I hope you enjoyed it! <3

- Sapphire

#denki x y/n #denki kaminari x y/n #denki x reader #denki kaminari x reader #denki is precious #denki x reader fluff #denki kaminari x reader fluff #i stayed up too late writing this

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phoenixkaizen · 4 years

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What are your dynamics headcanons for everyone in class 1-A?

Oh I love this question!! I hope you’re referring to ABO Universe/Dynamics (since that’s what I call the “secondary genders”)! This is going to be a tad long!

Class 1-A Homeroom Teacher Shouta Aizawa: It takes the class until the USJ to figure out that Aizawa is an Omega. Despite being an Omega, he acts a lot like a Beta and Alpha that everyone is always confused on what his dynamic is. Class 1-A knows just on how he treats them. He’s nurturing to them but at the same time fiercely protective which Omegas are known for protecting their pups. So yeah, Aizawa unofficially adopted twenty pups.

Izuku Midoriya: He is an Alpha, most people assume he is an Omega at first sight because of his height and actions. It’s not until the USJ (like Aizawa) that people realize that he is actually an Alpha. He doesn’t care who you are, he wants to protect you.

Katsuki Bakugou: As an Alpha, his Alpha instincts and natural personality clash all the time causing him to be extremely hotheaded. He gets this from his mother. As an Omega: He uses anger as a guise to hide the fact he is actually an Omega.

Shoto Todoroki: He’s an Omega but because Endeavor knows how most Omegas are treated in hero society, he raised Shoto to act and present himself as a Beta. After the fight in the sports festival against Midoriya, he starts to show he is truly an Omega but he still slips sometimes.

Eijirou Kirishima: He is an Alpha in and out. He’s not timid about showing it. Like talking about manly stuff, he talks about how Alpha people can be even if that’s not their true dynamic. Some people think he is a Beta because of his friendship with Bakugou.

Mina Ashido: She’s a Beta. She is one of the most level headed students within 1-A and the Bakusquad. Some people mistake her for an Omega because of how caring she is towards her friends and classmates.

Tenya Iida: He is purely an Alpha. He takes pride in being an Alpha just like his elder brother, Tensei. He is extremely protective of those around him and tries not to view himself as a traditional Alpha, which sometimes slips through when he is in “Rep” mode. Asui comments on this a lot.

Ochacho Uraraka: She is an Omega. She is extremely caring and nurturing of her friends and classmates. Don’t let her dynamic fool you, she is just as protective as an Alpha which confuses some people. Her Omega dynamic comes out a lot when she talks about her parents. She wants to take care of them like they did for her. This is the biggest giveaway of her dynamic.

Tsuyu Asui: Despite being a Beta, she is often confused as an Omega for her caring attitude. She is the most level headed student in Class 1-A and isn’t afraid to stand up to an Alpha.

Kouji Koda: He’s a Beta. His shyness often counteracts the traditional standards known for a Beta. With how he cares for animals, most people assume he’s an Omega but when they call him one, he’s too shy to correct them. Usually another student does this for him. Usually Mina.

Fumikage Tokoyami: He’s a Beta (Dark Shadow claims he’s an Alpha), he constantly has to fight with Dark Shadow over this but he is very insightful like a Beta is.

Momo Yaoyorozu: She’s an Alpha. She’s an Alpha through and through from the way that she takes care in All Might’s class to protecting those around her. When she lost her confidence, this affected her Alpha too. She had internal battles with herself after the Sports Festival because Alphas are the protectors, the quick thinkers. Despite being from a “traditional” family, she doesn’t share those same views.

Mezo Shoji: He’s an Alpha. He is fiercely protective of his classmates and friends. This is most noted during the Training Camp when he got hurt and he still fought to protect and help Tokoyami. He refuses to give up on anyone.

Rikido Sato: He’s a Beta but is constantly mistaken for an Alpha. A lot of the class comes to him when they feel down because he provides snacks and logical thinking.

Hanta Sero: He’s a Beta. He tries to act like an Alpha sometimes but he usually tries to help keep the Alphas calm when disaster strikes.

Yuga Aoyoma: He’s a Beta but is always confused for being an Omega. His personality screams Omega so it comes as a shock to some when they find out he’s a Beta. Monoma from Class 1-B teases that Aoyoma is an Omega in Beta clothing. He’s not wrong.

Mashirao Ojirou: Like most of the others, he’s a Beta. He’s often mistaken for an Alpha because of how protective he is of others. He takes it as a compliment if someone calls him an Alpha but fixes it right afterwards. He’s proud to be a Beta.

Kyoka Jirou: She’s an Omega. Her parents raised her not to fall in traditional standards for being an Omega, so she acts like a Beta a lot (this is similar to Todoroki but slightly different). Most people don’t believe she’s an Omega but Momo was the first to notice because of the USJ incident when she was trying to save Kaminari.

Denki Kaminari: He’s a Beta. Jirou often teases him saying he would of been an Alpha if he stopped frying his brain. Most of the Omegas are super comfortable around him because of his personality. He often gets upset with himself when he can’t keep himself level headed and panics because Betas are known for their levelheaded-ness.

Tooru Hagakure: She’s a Beta who acts a lot like an Omega. She thinks she was supposed to be born an Omega but fate had other ideas. Her invisibility and dynamic go hand and hand. The class believes because of her quirk is why she turned out to be a Beta.

Minoru Mineta: Sadly, he’s an Alpha. He’s the most traditional Alpha in Class 1-A who views women and Omegas as property which gets him into trouble a lot. He doesn’t show the braveness and protectiveness that Alphas are known for. He tries to use Alpha commands on others but the girls constantly put a stop to this.

Bonus: Hitoshi Shinsou (since I always write him in Class 1-A instead of Mineta) - He’s an Omega. Most people don’t believe this until someone else confirms it for them. He’s a lot like Aizawa in this way because people are always trying to guess his dynamic. Once he gets to know you, he is caring and nurturing like most Omegas.

Headcanons of the Class

The Alphas and Betas have secret society of keeping Mineta away from the girls and the Omegas.

Todoroki gets confused on most things related to Omega biology and every one else has an entire book for him when it comes down to it.

Bakugou was the first to say that Class 1-A and their teachers were a pack.

All Might is the "pack dad"

Aizawa is the "pack mom" which he says he hates being called that but secretly loves it.

Yaoyorozu is the Alpha of the class that most of the Omegas go to. Sometimes Todoroki goes to Midoriya.

Aizawa has a strict rule against any of his students creating a bond with each other as bond mates. (this is connected to Shirakumo)

Bakugou has an Omega's scent which pisses him off if someone mentions it. Except Kirishima. He's safe.

The Omegas and Girls created the "Protect Todoroki's Innocence Squad" since Endeavor never actually taught Todoroki how to "Omega"

The Alphas also have a secret club to protect their pack.

Aside from Class 1-B, they are the only class considered a pack.

Midoriya is the first one to fully control his Alpha side. (This is actually thanks to One for All but he can't say that)

Midoriya's scent changed when he got One for All. No one actually knows what his scent is cause it's a mixture of his own and the predecessors so it's always different except for the forest scent.

Aizawa gets really angry if one of his pups get hurt. Than he turns into Dadzawa.

When Bakugou finds out one of his classmates is sick, he makes soup but doesn't tell anyone it was him. Everyone knows. They just don't say anything.

Todoroki once went into heat in class and no one told him and he didn't know. Aizawa gave in and told him to go to Recovery Girl. This happens a lot actually.

Present Mic is the Alpha the class goes to cause All Might doesn't really know much about dynamics.

Midnight teaches them about sex much to Aizawa's hesitation. He wants his pups to stay innocent. Even though he knows they need to know.

When Kaminari fries his brain, his classmates make him guess who is who by scent. He usually gets 7 out of ten correct.

The Omegas have sleepovers in Todoroki's room.

If the girls have a sleepover (usually in Momos room) they invite Todoroki cause he is an Omega.

Koda is surprisingly the best Beta at calming people down. Asui comes in as a close second.

The class tries to set All Might and Aizawa up constantly. If that fails they try Present Mic and Aizawa. Aizawa figures it out almost instantly.

#anonymous asks #omegaverse #abo verse #shouta aizawa #bnha #mha #class 1-a headcanons #omegaverse headcanon #class 1-a #most of them are betas #erasermight #erasercloud #dekutodo #bakutodo

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stardustryewriting · 3 years

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A Learning Process (6)

This is the final part

AO3: here

Part 1 2 3 4 5

Combinational Learning

Bakugou hated crying. With a burning passion. His lungs and eyes burned and trying to take a breath seemed impossible. Tears spilling over, out of his eyes and down his cheeks, like a river escaping a dam. It was always, always accompanied by heavy breathing, an inability to draw in breath properly, making it near impossible to talk or even produce sounds resembling words. It always turned into ugly sobbing, him having to clutch something to ground himself.

Still, he couldn't bring himself to stop.

Kirishima had walked out on him - thinking Bakugou hated his guts, no less - and there was nothing he could do. He just watched helplessly, frozen in place, unable to do anything. He finally fucked up for good. The worst thing was, he’d seen it coming from the start. He always knew he wouldn’t be able to make it work, eventually he’d destroy even the simplest thing. His friendship with Kirishima. He just wished he could let him know why it was broken now. Not that it mattered anymore.

It shattered easily like glass, and there was a little intrusive thought that had made itself at home in Bakugou’s head, telling him it was always meant that way. As if someone as good as Kirishima really wanted to spend their entire life at Bakugou’s side, friend or otherwise. He knew it was wrong - doomed from the start - the moment he realized what exactly his feelings for Kirishima were. It could have never worked out.

He wasn’t boyfriend material. He wasn’t even someone you wanted to date, his impulsiveness and general lack at expressing himself more than made sure of that. People usually avoided approaching him unless strictly necessary. Who could possibly want to date him? He wouldn’t have been a boyfriend. He would have been a project. And Kirishima deserved way better than a project. He should have the world. Not a guy with anger issues.

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The first thing Kirishima had done, after he got safely into his room and locked the door behind him, was block Bakugou on every social media on his device. Which now seemed irrational - surely there were better ways to cope - but back then it was the first thing his mind had provided for him. Create as much distance as possible. Easily said, but they lived next door in the dorms, there was only so much distance to be had.

The next thing Kirishima did was crawl into his bed, vanish completely under his covers and decide to let his emotions take the reign. He would take whatever his head offered him and then deal with the aftermath later. Unfortunately his head let him have nothing. No crying, no anger, not even the tiny taunting voice telling him that of course, he couldn’t possibly be good enough and he should stop fooling himself. Just emptiness.

A few stray tears escaped his eyes every now and then and he felt the pressure of more behind his eyes, but for some reason they refused to fall. As if he had been bled empty from all emotions. He just lay there, under his covers staring at his wall - the one he shared with Bakugou, because of course his bed was on that side of the room - and tried to will himself to work through at least something. He came up empty-handed.

He went to Recovery Girl the next day, because despite feeling and thinking nothing, he stayed awake the entire night and he didn’t feel like school. Their resident healer took one look at him and told him to stay ‘home’ and that she would excuse him from school. He took the paper slip to the teacher lounge and handed it to Present Mic, because Aizawa wasn’t there yet, who told him he would hand it over, and wished him a speedy recovery.

Kirishima felt like scoffing then - as if he had any chance to ever recover from that - but he lacked any and all energy to do more than politely thanking him. Even that sounded toneless and drained to his ears. Judging from Present Mic’s flinch, it sounded even worse for other people.

He went back to the dorms afterwards, careful to avoid the others, who would start getting ready for their day any minute and collapsed onto his bed again. He stared at his ceiling, distantly wondering, if emptiness was a side-effect of heartbreak. This time he scoffed at his own mind, because naming it heartbreak was a stretch. There was never anything that would warrant this being called a heartbreak. Only his own unjustified hopes, that he should have squashed as soon as they came up for the first time.

He knew he never stood a chance.

Because what could Bakugou Katsuki possibly want with him? Bakugou was always in the top three of their class academically and in hero-related exercises. Kirishima was somewhere in the lower half academically and got periodically scolded for rushing into situations without thinking them through. Bakugou had a strong, flashy quirk that would make him the number one eventually. Kirishima would be lucky to not be forgotten, with a quirk as useless as his. Bakugou had the fierce determination to achieve anything he wanted. Kirishima wasn’t even sure he actually belonged in the hero course.

There was nothing Bakugou could want from him. The realisation should hurt, Kirishima had fully expected it to hurt. He felt nothing instead, like he had the entire day and he wondered if he’d feel nothing forever.

He wondered if he deserved it, for foolishly getting his hopes up in the first place.

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Bakugou was keenly aware that he hadn’t seen Kirishima all week. When Kaminari had asked - on Monday ten minutes into the homeroom lesson - Aizawa had waved him off, declaring that Kirishima was sick. He left it at that, continuing his lesson on something Bakugou couldn’t remember. Like he couldn’t remember most things that happened that week.

He did remember Aizawa pulling him out of one of the training exercises, deciding he was too distracted to continue like the others. Despite being wrapped up in his teacher's capture weapon and basically held on display, Bakugou didn’t argue. He could admit when someone was right. He also remembered Jirou giving him the stink eye, and sometimes even the finger, whenever she thought she could get away with it. She got away with it surprisingly often, Iida only lectured her two times the entire week.

Kaminari, Mina and Sero also kept a careful distance and while normally, being alone didn’t bother him. this time, it made him seriously uneasy. Because it could only mean one thing. They knew what was up. Even worse, he couldn’t be sure how much they knew. Did they talk to Kirishima? Did they figure it out on their own? Was there any way he could get the idiots to spill? Probably not. But while normally, it would make him angry to no end, now he didn’t even have the energy to scream at them. He tried angry glares, but judging from their reactions, they weren’t half as good as he hoped.

This was starting to be a problem.

It became a real problem on Thursday, when he sat alone on his table, trying to eat his lunch in peace, while avoiding everyone’s stares. He heard more than he saw, the two chairs in front of him being pulled back and someone sitting on them. Usually, he would tell whoever it was to get lost, he wasn’t interested in sharing the table, but he didn’t think he could find the energy for that. So instead, he just gave them a stink eye and hoped that would be enough. It wasn’t.

In front of him, smiling like he was the embodiment of innocence himself, sat Deku. Next to him, face carefully neutral and his eyes not betraying a single emotion, sat his boyfriend. Bakugou felt like he was in hell already. The two chatted quietly between themselves, throwing glances at him occasionally and Bakugou considered just leaving the table. Or asking where the rest of their bunch was, because surely they would be better company than him. Surprisingly, Todoroki beat him to the punch.

“I told him”, he said, sounding apologetic and Bakugou needed a second to realise what he meant. Their talk. Their fucking talk about fucking feelings that he swore to take to the grave with him and now Deku was in the know. Could his life possibly get any worse than it already was? (The answer was yes, and he wished he never asked the question.)

“Yeah, he did”, Deku confirmed, unnecessarily, because Todoroki may have been a social airhead, but he’d never been a liar. You could trust that much, at least. “You see, Shoto isn’t exactly great with feelings, for reasons”, and Deku managed to say ‘reasons’ in a way that made it clear he would not discuss said ‘reasons’ further, “so I fear he may have accidentally made it worse.”

“No shit, Sherlock. That might have been the most frustrating talk I’ve ever had”, Bakugou spat, familiar anger settling in his chest again. At least that was something. He could deal with anger, he always had.

“Sorry”, Todoroki said shortly, actually looking a little sheepish.

“Anyways”, Deku interrupted, before either of the two could discuss that any further, “I’m here to offer help. The talk was about Kirishima-kun, wasn’t it?”

That felt like a slap to his face. How did Deku know it was about Kirishima? He never said it, he specifically made sure to never mention a name or even a gender in front of Todoroki. How had Deku figured it out? Was it that obvious? Were the others able to see it as well? Did Kirishima know?

That was a truly frightful thought. What if Kirishima knew, but feigned ignorance as a way of letting him down easy? What if the reason Bakugou hadn’t seen Kirishima in almost a week was not because he hurt Kirishima, but because Kirishima didn’t want to hurt him. Would that be better or worse than their current mess? He honestly didn’t know. He hated it, all the same.

“How?”, he said, throwing Deku his best angry look, and it really spoke for his current state, that Deku didn’t even flinch. If he couldn’t even intimidate Deku, he must have really lost his stuff. Somehow that didn’t come as a surprise.

“How do I know?”, Deku asked, but didn’t wait for an answer, “I’ve known you since kindergarten. I know you like to pretend to hate me, but we’ve been friends once. I know you better than you like to admit. And I see the way you act around him. You don’t act like that with just anyone.”

Bakugou wasn’t even upset, he realised, to his surprise. Because Deku was right, Kirishima had been special from the start. Not intimidated by him during the USJ, offering himself as an unwavering horse during the sports festival, coming to his rescue after he was kidnapped. Kirishima was always there, always so reliable, it made Bakugou wonder when he actually fell in love. Because it’s been way before the mall incident, that was for sure.

It only made the entire thing worse.

“So what?”, he grumbled, not giving Deku the satisfaction of telling him he was right. He was sure Deku knew anyway. “Even if that were true, how could you possibly help?”

“Like I said”, Deku continued, with the patience of a saint, while also completely skipping over the part where Bakugou attempted to deny his feelings once more, “I know you. And I know Kirishima-kun. Not as good as you do, I’m sure, but good enough.”

“Good enough for what?”, Bakugou inquired, unsure where Deku was going with this, but Todoroki had a self-satisfied smirk on his face that told Bakugou to be cautious. Too bad caution had never been his strong suit.

“Good enough to know that something went terribly wrong between you two”, Deku answered carefully, gauging Bakugou’s reaction before continuing, “And I wanna help.”

“Bullshit!”, Bakugou yelled, knowing fully well, that he had the attention of the entire cafeteria on him now, “As if I need your damn help!” He stormed off then, not bothering to listen to whatever Deku yelled after him. He wouldn’t even bother with his afternoon classes, he decided, after he made his way halfway over the school grounds. He could deal with missing half a day of classes.

He really needed a break.

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Kirishima wasn’t sure how all of them had ended up inside his room. He just knew that Kaminari currently shared his bed with him with half an arm-length of distance between them. While he sat properly with his back to the wall and his legs folded over each other, Kaminari had assumed a position halfway to laying down, seemingly comfortable. Sero sat on the floor, with his back to the bed and his head lying on it, right between Kirishima’s legs and Kaminari’s stomach. Jirou sat on the desk chair, back against one armrest and legs swung over the other. Mina had propped herself up on Kirishima’s desk, arguing with Kaminari over the snacks they brought with them.

It was almost normal. Too normal. It felt like a movie night, like they were just waiting for Bakugou and only the absence of some drama while trying to agree on a movie gave away that it wasn’t actually a movie night and that Bakugou wouldn’t just walk through the door, taking their enthusiasm at being able to start with a disgruntled look and some vague passive-aggressive comment.

Because Bakugou didn’t want anything to do with him anymore.

Even after days, it still stung and while Kirishima had avoided any and all talk about their little ‘falling out’ (Kaminari’s words, not his), he got the feeling that his time was up. The gang was there to talk with him and they wouldn’t go until they were satisfied Kirishima was alright. Somehow, he wasn’t happy about that.

“So...”, Kaminari drawled, after he finally threw the snacks to Mina and everyone else went rigid, when he started talking. Good thing that wasn’t concerning at all. Kirishima was sure he could feel the irony, if he felt anything but numb. “You and Bakugou had a falling out. Care to share?”

Kirishima was sure that Kaminari would look proud of himself, if the situation was any less serious. He thought he saw a bit of pride glimmer through the carefully maintained serious front, but that might have been his imagination. God knows, it played the worst tricks on him, recently.

But, more importantly, did he care to share, as Kaminari phrased it? Or rather, was there anything he had left to lose? He didn’t think so. At least, no one would treat it like some sort of joke on his expense, in this situation. (Kaminari still might, but Kirishima was strangely okay with that.)

So he took a deep breath, tried to straighten his shoulders as much as possible in his sitting position and mentally prepared himself, to say something out loud, that he swore he would only ever say if he actually got over it. He was anything but over it.

“I have a crush on Bakugou”, he admitted, feeling unexpectedly light like a weight lifting off his chest, “and I think he found out and is disgusted.”

There. That’s it. That’s what has been bothering him all week, even longer than that. And now it was out in the open, all of his friends knew and at the very least it didn’t loom over him in that sense anymore. It still loomed over him in a worse sense, but that was a hurdle for another day. (Or never, if things went Kirishima’s way. But when did things ever go Kirishima’s way?)

“Shit”, Mina declared, which promptly became the general consensus in their little round. Even Kirishima silently agreed, that this entire situation was just shit.

“What an asshole thing to do!”, Jirou said, looking seriously pissed off and Kaminari agreed with her immediately. Kirishima would have argued that Bakugou had a right not to like him, but he could feel the conversation getting out of control already. So, he resorted to damage control.

“Well, yeah. But I’m fine or I will be. I got though skin, after all”, he joked and at least Kaminari appreciated it, with a little snort and a thumbs up. Sero also chuckled a little, shoulders shaking lightly and Kirishima considered it a win. He would take what he could get.

“Still! If a girl were into him, I bet it would give him an ego boost”, Jirou argued lamely, trailing off at the end. Kirishima tried not to think too much about the implication of that. He was sure Jirou wasn’t trying to imply anything and it would be unfair to her to have his thoughts run wild with her words. She was trying to help him, not hurt him further.

"Also, seriously, Bakugou? You have the worst taste in men!", Jirou declared, pointing an accusing finger at him. Kirishima would have liked to argue that Jirou didn’t get to judge his taste in men, because she wasn’t even attracted to their gender, but Sero beat him to the punch.

“Can you really judge that? No offense, but you aren’t attracted to men.”

“I’m not attracted to guitars either, but I know a pretty one when I see it”, Jirou argued, effectively shutting down Sero. Kaminari next to him chuckled like he was watching some good show and Kirishima was sure he would enjoy this talk, if he were to enjoy anything. At least they tried cheering him up.

"Well, at least he's nice to look at", Mina shrugged and Kirishima feared the abyss in which this conversation seemed to drift. That was some dangerous territory they were currently trespassing. He didn’t want to go there, not right now.

“Okay, guys, stay with us!”, Kaminari snapped his fingers for what Kirishima guessed was supposed to be a dramatic effect. If so, it surely wasn’t working. It did get their attention away from considering Bakugou’s general hotness level - off the charts, Kirishima thought and immediately hated himself for it - and to Kaminari, which was a good thing. “What do we do for heartbreak?”

The silence that followed was deafening. So, he wasn’t the only one absolutely out of his depth, which did little to calm him down. Sero looked at Jirou and then at Mina as if he was expecting them to come up with something. Jirou looked around at all of them, clear panic in her eyes. Mina looked way too deep in thought for anything good to come out of this and Kaminari seemed to deeply regret his question. Kirishima honestly didn’t know what to do.

“Hide stinky cheese in his room”, Sero suggested first, not entirely serious. At least Kirishima hoped he wasn’t.

“Make a new playlist”, Jirou provided reluctantly and Kirishima could see how that would be a comfort for her.

“Scream into a pillow until everything is better”, Kaminari proposed, seeming unsure, but so far it was the only thing Kirishima was willing to try.

“Movie night and way more snacks than we could reasonably justify in front of Iida!”, Mina put forth brightly. If he were honest, distraction and food coma sounded like actual heaven to Kirishima in that moment. It was quickly agreed upon and three out of the five of them made their way downstairs to horde anything edible they could find.

“Don’t tell the others”, Jirou whispered, mockingly serious, after the door closed behind them, “but I’m willing to do the cheese thing with you, if you want.” Kirishima smiled, because he didn’t think he could laugh, even if he tried. For the first time in days, he felt something resembling happiness.

Maybe he could be okay.

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Bakugou was absolutely miserable. He mulled over potential ideas, about how he could approach Kirishima, in his head, for hours now. He needed to talk to him again, he knew. Just one last talk, to clarify everything that went wrong the last time - which was everything really - and at least then he’d have some semblance of peace knowing, that that was the only possible outcome. No matter how Kirishima reacted to his feelings, he would take it. Still, he was miserable.

Because no matter how he looked at it, Deku was right. He would need help. And no matter how often he thought it over in his head, Deku was the best possible help he could get. So, even if every fibre of his being refused to cooperate, Bakugou made his way to Deku’s room, knocking on his door.

Deku opened, without hesitation, Todoroki in the background looked curiously at him. Great, just great. Taking a deep breath and mentally preparing himself to do something he could never possibly live down. Then, he said the hardest words he ever had to say.

“I need help.”

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Bakugou wasn’t sure what Deku had told Kirishima. Only that Deku promised him he would bring Kirishima outside their dorms, to place out of view for most people. Bakugou knew the place from his morning runs and he was sure Deku knew it from his training with All Might. It was perfect for an undisturbed talk. He didn’t know why he didn’t think of it himself.

Standing under a tree, next to a bench, Bakugou felt himself shiver. It was fairly cold, as spring nights tended to get, but he knew that wasn’t it. He was actually nervous, because he didn’t know how to talk to Kirishima.

He could hear someone chatter, knew they were coming closer by their voices growing steadily louder and recognized Deku word-vomiting like he tended to do, when he was nervous. He took one last deep breath, before Kirishima and Deku came into view. Kirishima froze up when he saw him, and Deku rushed out an apology, before he quickly stormed off. Bakugou took a few experimenting steps closer, gauging Kirishima’s reaction carefully. Don’t make him feel trapped, Deku advice echoed in his ears.

“I’m sorry”, Kirishima said tonelessly, awkwardly raising one hand to gesture, “I didn’t realize you’d be here. I’m gonna go.” He was turning, slowly, eyes constantly on Bakugou, without ever making eye-contact, as if he was some wild animal, that would jump him. Bakugou repressed the scoff forming in his throat in favor of actually saying something this time.

“Don’t be stupid”, came out of his mouth, before he could stop himself, and he was sure he flinched worse than Kirishima did. He cleared his throat and tried once more. “I actually wanted to talk.” No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t look Kirishima in the eyes while saying this, so he looked to the bench he gestured to instead, praying Kirishima would understand him.

He did. Kirishima always had. And Bakugou almost threw it all away.

Kirishima slowly made his way to the bench, still eyeing Bakugou warily. He sat down carefully, like he expected some sort of prank or maybe a joke at his expense and Bakugou’s chest tightened painfully, reminding Kirishima had never looked at him like that before. Never that distrustful. Bakugou took his own seat on the other end of the bench, feeling like he didn’t deserve being too close to Kirishima. Like he never deserved it.

“Okay”, Kirishima said, stretching out the little word for all his worth and Bakugou realized that Kirishima had about as much clue about this situation as he had. This was doomed to fail. “You being so weird this past week, that was my fault, wasn’t it?”

Bakugou didn’t know how to answer that. No felt as much like a lie as yes did.

“I’m an idiot”, Bakugou said instead, because he figured it wouldn’t hurt. And it would help filling the silence until he found a way to say what he actually wanted to say. Kirishima didn’t even crack a smile, he just sighed heavily, like he had an even bigger weight on his shoulder than Bakugou did.

“You know”, he breathed, like he had no energy to actually say it out loud, “usually I’d disagree and defend you, when someone said something like that. But recently, I don’t feel like disagreeing.” It was accompanied by a heavy sigh that made something in Bakugou’s chest ache. He wanted to reach out, but he knew he didn’t deserve to.

“You shouldn’t”, Bakugou said, as a way of trying to take something off of Kirishima’s shoulders but the other just shrugged, facial expression unchanged. “Shit, this is hard”, he cursed under his breath, but Kirishima heard anyway. And now, he was facing him, too.

“You don’t have to apologize, if you don’t want to”, he said, steadily holding Bakugou’s gaze and Bakugou knew he couldn’t tear his eyes away if he tried. Had Kirishima’s eyes always been that breathtaking? That was the worst timing for such thoughts. “I don’t care what the others say, you have a right not to be my friend.”

“I liked being your friend”, he answered, dumbly, not knowing what else to say. Why was Kirishima defending him, if he hurt him that badly? He should be furious, Bakugou knew he’d be furious, if their roles were reversed. He’d be screaming at Kirishima if the other had the audacity to talk to him like that, after everything that happened. Kirishima always had an exceptionally high tolerance for Bakugou’s bullshit. (It made him hope they could work.)

“It sure didn’t seem like it.” Nothing, not a single emotion laced Kirishima’s tone, like he never heard before. That was worse. Bakugou would rather take screaming, would love to have Kirishima scream at him right now. At least that would give him something to work with. It would feel less like Kirishima gave up, already.

“I suck with words”, he offered, as a way of explanation.

“You do”, Kirishima agreed easily, “but there is really no other way to possibly understand that.” His tone was still utterly devoid of anything, but Bakugou saw some light reflecting from his cheeks. It took him a while to realize that it was a tear reflecting, that Kirishima had started crying. Kirishima was crying. and he was to blame.

“There is”, he said, voice heavy with something he couldn’t put his finger on. His hand came up to wipe at his face. It came back wet. He was crying, too, he realized, seconds later.

“Really”, Kirishima questioned, turning towards him. He was taken aback for a second, Bakugou could only suppose it was the tears. They would have startled him, too. Kirishima composed himself quickly and Bakugou mourned the lost empathy for only a second. He hadn’t deserved it. “What other way is there?”

“I’m -”, Bakugou tried to say, caught off guard by the lump in his throat. He tried to swallow around it, but it only seemed to grow bigger. He could feel his breathing growing heavier, felt himself losing the last of his composure. His pride warned him, to end it now, before he completely lost face. He ignored it.

“I’m in love with you. And I had a hard time coming to terms with that.”

Kirishima didn’t say anything, despite his mouth being opened wide. His eyes were blown wide, too, but he was completely still, like he was frozen. It may have been due to the tears leaking out of Bakugou’s eyes uncontrollably now. Or maybe it was the ragged breathing turning into sobs, that he couldn’t keep in for the life of him. Or the confession was really just that absurd to Kirishima.

“I’m sorry”, Kirishima answered eventually, and that was so absurd, that Bakugou was sure he stopped crying for a second to process it. Like his body needed it’s full capacity to work through all the implications the simple statement from Kirishima held. He wasn’t sure what implications it held.

“What?”, he said, like an idiot.

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“I’m sorry you’re in love with me”, Kirishima said again, trembling under the weight of emotions he desperately tried to hold back, “I’m sorry it’s me. I’m sorry I’m not what you wanted.” He wasn’t even sure what Bakugou had meant, originally, when he said it was hard to come to terms with his feelings. But he was sure it was his fault. It must have been.

“You’re better”, Bakugou breathed eventually, still crying. Kirishima was sure he misheard. Bakugou couldn’t possibly have referred to Kirishima as something good.

“What?”, he said now, not knowing what else to do.

“You’re better”, Bakugou insisted, something like determination making its way into Bakugou’s eyes. Kirishima knew he would melt at the spot, if the situation were any less dire.

“You just said you had problems coming to terms with your feelings. Why would you have those, if I were any good?”, he insisted, trying not to look at Bakugou, in case he was right. He couldn't handle a second heartbreak in a single week. He had barely handled the first one.

“No”, Bakugou yelled, sounding exasperated. Not that Kirishima could blame him. He’d rather not deal with himself either, but unfortunately, he didn’t have much of a choice. Bakugou could walk away. Kirishima wouldn’t blame him.

“No, they weren’t problems related to you. I’m the problem”, Bakugou argued, but it sounded hollow to Kirishima.

“You almost killed Monoma because he called me your boyfriend jokingly”, he argued, because that was an overreaction, no matter how you looked at it. And it still hurt, somewhere deep inside, that wasn’t actually that deep. Kirishima had tough skin and nothing else. Nothing at all.

“That bastard”, Bakugou grunted, looking angry for just a second, before he went back to looking … defeated? Sad? Kirishima wasn’t sure. “He taunted me, and I hadn’t even admitted to myself that I had feelings for you then. He just made it worse.”

“Still”, Kirishima said, just feeling heavier, “That is fucked.”

“No shit”, Bakugou answered, sounding resigned and leaning his head back against the headrest of the bench, looking up at the sky. At times like these, Kirishima always regretted living in such a big city, where you never saw stars in the night sky. They wouldn’t help, not at all, but he’d still like them.

“Even worse. When I first realized I had feelings, I went and consulted the internet. Big mistake. Then, I went to Todoroki, which was even worse.”

“You went to Todoroki for feelings talk?”, Kirishima asked, angling his head so he could see Bakugou nod, “That sounds horrible.”

“It was”, Bakugou snorted and Kirishima registered faintly that both of them stopped crying like they were bled dry, “He thought he was going to get a shovel talk. I also know more about his feelings for Deku than I ever wanted.” Kirishima couldn’t suppress the little laugh bubbling up at that. He just couldn’t stop imaging Bakugou and Todoroki awkwardly talking about butterflies in their stomachs and warm feelings in their chests. He saw Bakugou looking at him from the side, eyes big and full of something Kirishima didn’t dare name.

“What gave you the clue?”, he asked instead, avoiding looking at Bakugou for fear that what he saw was just his imagination playing tricks on him. He couldn’t make it through that.

“Aizawa”, Bakugou shrugged.

“Aizawa?”, Kirishima echoed, propelling himself forward on the bench out of sheer shock. Bakugou also lifted his head again, looking at him, one corner of his mouth twitching.

“Yeah. He gave pretty good advice too. I came to the conclusion I liked you. I also came to the conclusion it wouldn’t work out. He said a lot of things about what the right person should be like”, Bakugou confessed, swallowing heavily and Kirishima felt the stone on his heart, heavier than ever before.

“You don’t think I’m the right one”, he concluded, because that was where Bakugou was headed with his speech. That was where it was ultimately stagnating. Bakugou would rise the ranks, rise to heights unknown to Kirishima and he would only drag him down. He knew it. Bakugou knew. Better to end it, before it became a problem.

“I don’t think I’m the right one”, Bakugou said immediately, voice heavy like he was actually doubting himself.

“I appreciate you trying to let me down easy. But you don’t need to”, Kirishima told him, voice as gentle as he could possibly muster. He could deal with being let down. There was no need to sugarcoat something he always expected.

“I’m a project”, Bakugou said, stressing the word ‘project’ in a way that let Kirishima know it was important. He still had no idea what Bakugou meant. Bakugou must have seen the confusion in his face.

“I’m no good with feelings. I have no idea what a boyfriend even does. I blow up at every opportunity, sometimes literally. I have barely any patience. We are only friends because you didn’t get lost when I told you to”, he explained, sounding more stressed than Kirishima had ever heard him before. He was serious, Kirishima realized, he really thought he was the problem. He could barely fathom it. Bakugou Katsuki thought he was the problem. Truly a wild concept.

“I’d have you anyways. I’m stupid like that”, he said, lowly, knowing Bakugou would catch it. They always understood each other somehow.

“Really?”, Bakugou argued, sounding defeated, “You want someone like me? How would you even introduce me to your parents?”

“As my boyfriend”, Kirishima answered easily, “who I’ve been in love with since the sports festival.” That gave Bakugou a pause for whatever reason. Kirishima wrung his hands, trying not to look too insecure about what he had just revealed.

“The sports festival”, Bakugou mumbled, suddenly close and Kirishima wondered, in the back of his mind, when they had gotten that close to each other. He was sure they had started out on opposite sides. “Yeah, it was the sports festival for me too.”

Kirishima had wanted to say something about that revelation, but suddenly there was a hand in his hair, on the back of his head and all thoughts just seemed to vanish out of his head. Bakugou was way closer than he sounded, Kirishima could count his eyelashes if he had any brainpower left. He saw lightly chapped lips and the light crevices on Bakugou’s forehead. He felt Bakugou’s breath on his face, as he inched closer. He was about to lose his patience.

“Can I?”, Bakugou breathed in the space between them, like a secret and Kirishima could do nothing but nod, unable to find any words in the mess that was his head. Bakugou surged forward, claiming his lips. It wasn’t perfect. Bakugou had gone too fast, their teeth clashing a little and Kirishima retreated for a second, before coming back slower. He placed their lips together more carefully, hand clutching into Bakugou’s shirt and Bakugou held his head in both of his hands.

They separated only an inch, when they had to breathe and Kirishima would bet there was the stupidest happy expression on his face. Bakugou smiled too, seemingly content, before he went in for another, more passionate kiss. Kirishima gasped, caught off-guard by Bakugou’s sudden boldness and Bakugou took the opportunity to get his tongue into Kirishima’s mouth. Kirishima felt him smirk and he couldn’t help but laugh.

Bakugou let him, joined him even. Then he dove in again, kissing both corners of Kirishima’s mouth before claiming his lips again and Kirishima knew he wouldn’t be able to stop smiling for a while. He didn’t think he wanted to.

“I’m yours”, Bakugou said eventually, after they managed to separate for longer than just a few seconds to gasp for air. “I’m your problem now.” Kirishima giggled, thinking about how dramatic his boyfriend was and then laughed again, when he realized Bakugou really was that now. His boyfriend. He’d never been happier.

“Wouldn’t have it any other way”, he confirmed and then leaned forward again, to steal some more kisses. He’s waited way too long for those.

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Bakugou loved dating Kirishima. He really did. He would have thought cuddling would bother him eventually, but he could never have Kirishima quite close enough. Not even after almost a year. Everyone else complained about their PDA, but Bakugou only gave them a smirk and kissed Kirishima once more, to shut them up. Life was good, most of the time.

Rarely, there were times when Bakugou wished his boyfriend was just a little different. No drastic changes just being able to tell the idiots - who had renamed the Bakusquad to the Kiribakusquad without anyone’s permission - to get lost and leave them alone. Like when they had date night, and Bakugou had thought about a great plan to get Kirishima out of his sweatpants after the movie was over and then Kaminari stormed in. He’d really love it if they wouldn’t do that.

“I need some advice on my bromance with Shinsou”, Kaminari said, as a way of opening the conversation and Bakugou thought about how much easier his life would have been, if he could speak about things as directly as that.

“How often did you and Shinsou have sex again?”, Kirishima asked, with a smile that told Bakugou he knew the answer already. Kaminari still mulled it over in his head briefly, looking like he was counting.

“Six times.”

“Yeah, I don’t think that counts as a bromance”, Kirishima concluded, snuggling deeper into Bakugou’s side and Bakugou tightened his arm around his boyfriend instinctively. Kirishima made a low humming sound, like he always did when he was comfortable and Bakugou could admit within the safety of his own mind, that it was his favorite sound.

“Just man up and confess”, he told Kaminari, while burying his nose in Kirishima’s freshly washed hair, smirking slightly when he heard Kaminari’s gasp.

“You”, he said, pointing at both of them accusingly, “don’t have any right to say that!”

Kirishima’s laughter was music to Bakugou’s ears, light and happy, the way Kirishima should always be. It made the entire procedure worth it, Bakugou thought, while pressing a kiss to his boyfriends hair. Kirishima raised his head then, to steal another kiss on the lips and Kaminari scoffed in the background.

“You know what? Forget it. I’ll go ask Jirou.”

Still, life was mostly great these days.

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