#bakugou kastsuki

[toadsbogblog]

LISTEN. I'M A MULTISHIPPER. BUT ALL I'M SAYING IS THAT YOU AIN'T SEEING ANY REGRET/SACRIFICE/TIME-SLOWS-AND-MUSIC-SWELLS/MOTIF'D AND THEMED FLASHBACK MONTAGES FOR IZUCHAKO

#I HATE MY HERO ACADEMIA/J #BKDK #BAKUGOU KASTSUKI RISING #BNHA SEASON 6 EP 9

[bobastar]

Favorite Kissing Spots

BNHA boys edition ^^ 

including: katuski bakugou, shotou todoroki, denki kaminari, and hitoshi shinsou. 

-- 

KATSUKI BAKUGOU

he likes kissing your temple. even if it's just a small peck, you can feel his smile pressed against the side of your head. kastsuki isn’t a big fan of showing affection in front of his friends, not that hes ashamed of you or anything, hes just not comfortable with it yet. but, when you’re out, either walking or sitting by his side, he always leans down and kisses your temple. he does this to show you hes still here, even though hes not engaging much into the conversation. katsuki also likes to come up behind you and put his fingers in the loop holes of your pants to press his chest closer to you so he can give you a small kisses, starting at your temple. 

SHOUTO TODOROKI 

he likes kissing your hands. when you hold his hand he always feels the need to give the back of your hand a small kiss. although its something that he thinks only you notice, the rest of the class seems to be in awe when he  shows even a hint of affection. when you cup his face, he leans into your palm and moves his face slightly to kiss your palm. he grabs your wrist, almost seeming mesmerized by your gentle touches that he feels obligated to worship you to the very tip of your fingers. he never knew that hands could be used for more than leaving marks of violence on his skin. that’s why he kisses your palm, your finger tips, your wrist, the back of your hand, and your knuckles. 

DENKI KAMINARI 

he likes kissing your neck. when you’re laying down together, he leans down and gives you soft kisses starting at your jaw line and down to you collar bone. whether it’s just a quick kiss or one that leaves a mark, he makes sure to only do it when you feel comfortable. in big group settings, he pretends hes tired and stuffs his face in the crook of your neck to plant small, quiet kisses in any area he can reach. 

HITOSHI SHINSOU 

he likes kissing your nose. he does this since hes so used to kissing the noses of his cats. he likes cupping your face carefully, and leaning closer towards you giving your nose a small peck. he murmurs quiet praises and affirmations while kissing your nose, as if he gets cuteness aggression from you. when you excitedly tell him something you accomplished or just a positive thought, he kisses your nose and gives you a ‘good job’ or ‘i’m so proud of you’. he especially loves to kiss your nose when you're cuddling because then he can start at the tip of your nose and then move down, kissing you quickly. 

#Headcanon #bnha bakugo katsuki #todoroki shouto #denki kaminari #hitoshi shinsou #mha headcanons #favorite kissing spots #cute fluff #cute mha headcannons

[sero-pairo]

Today, Tomorrow, and Every Day After (We Defy the Will of God)

by ViolentTherapist

In a world where magic is ordinary, and creatures told in myths roam freely. There is a school. This school is called Universal Academy, better known as UA, and the only place in all the realms that allow creatures of all sorts to attend. This school is where this story starts, and we may never know how it ends. But we know who it's about, a faun/angel hybrid, and his mysterious familiar that he has yet to learn about. Because Izuku and Kastsuki have to learn to live with each other, in a tale of fate, suffering, and maybe just a little love...

Words: 2727, Chapters: 3/3, Language: English

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

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina, Uraraka Ochako, Toga Himiko, Sero Hanta, Kaminari Denki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Ashido Mina/Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina & Kirishima Eijirou, Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Toga Himiko & Uraraka Ochako, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Iida Tenya/Sero Hanta, Iida Tenya & Sero Hanta, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic

Additional Tags: Demon Bakugou Katsuki, Werewolf Kirishima Eijirou, Angel Midoriya Izuku, Alternate Universe - Magic, Magic School

from AO3 works tagged 'Iida Tenya/Sero Hanta', https://ift.tt/kzwI39U

#iidasero #seroiida #iida x sero #tenya iida #sero hanta #sero x iida #iisero #bnha #mha #bnha fic

[myherokatsuki]

Rainy Morning | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Pairing: Pro Hero!Bakugou Katsuki x f!Reader Word Count: 1.2k Warnings: 18+, PWP, fingering, creampie, slight daddy kink, slight breeding kink, light degradation/praise

a/n: I’m a sucker for soft!Bakugou and early morning affection.

The soft patter of rain against your apartment window was the first thing you noticed as you woke.  The second was your husband’s warm body curled protectively around you, his strong arms trapping you back against his bare chest.

“Mmm, mornin’ baby,” Bakugou murmured in your ear as he felt you stir, his voice still heavy with sleep.

“G’morning,” you purred in return, stretching languidly as Katsuki pulled you closer.

“Y’look so hot in the morning,” he rumbled, ducking his head to press his lips to your shoulder while his hand slowly traveled up your body to cup your breast, leaving a prickle of goosebumps in its wake before lightly pinching at your nipple, rolling it lazily between his fingers as it stiffened, reacting to his touch.

“I’m surprised you’re still in bed at this hour,” you moaned softly, arching back against him, pressing your ass to his stiff length, surprised to find him so hard already, though it was probably just morning wood.

“Wore me out last night, woman,” he grunted, the scrape of his teeth against your skin sending a shiver down your spine despite how warm you were—your husband a heater beneath the blankets.

“Yeah, me too,” you murmured, fighting a yawn as the rain grew heavier, the soothing patter nearly lulling you back toward sleep, though your husband had other plans.  “Still a little sore,” you added, luxuriating in the pleasant ache that yet filled you.

Bakugou chuckled against your shoulder, raising his head to nuzzle the shell of your ear, his warm even breaths fanning across your skin.  “Yeah, fucked you good, didn’t I?  I should do it again.”

“Maybe you should,” you agreed, huffing a laugh, squirming slightly as you felt his erection twitch against you, his hand skimming south to slip between your thighs, fingers delving your folds to find you already wet and wanting.

“Even after last night you’re still that horny for me?” Bakugou asked, a hunger to his voice that made your cunt throb, your juices beginning to coat the insides of your thighs and his fingers that still lingered there.  

“I’m always horny for you, Katsuki,” you purred, moaning as his fingers curled inside you, prompting you to part your legs for him, giving him more room to work with, the meat of his palm grinding against your swollen nub, sending electricity spreading outward with each deliberate thrust of his fingers.  

Just when you felt warmth suffuse you, reaching that plateau right before the fall, Bakugou pulled his hand away, chuckling at your whine.  “Not yet, Princess,” he murmured, reaching between you to take his cock in hand, positioning it between your slick folds before rocking his hips against your ass, coating his length in your slick while teasing you, enjoying your breathy whimpers.

“If you ask nicely, I’ll fuck you like the filthy little girl you are,” Bakugou rasped in your ear, his fingers digging into your hip, and you quickly obeyed, arching your back further as you pleaded for him to fill you.  “Good girl,” he groaned, repositioning his tip at your entrance and thrusting up into you slowly.  “So fuckin’ tight,” he growled, barely getting his meaty head inside before chuckling as you tried to press back against him, desperate to be filled.

“Tch, you’re still sore, remember?  Maybe we should take it slow, hah?” he taunted, his shallow thrusts doing little to ease the needy ache inside you.  “Or are you that much of a slut?”

“Katsuki!” you cried, reaching up to tangle your fingers in his spiky locks, giving an impatient tug to egg him on.  “Fuck me properly, dammit!”

“Alright, you asked for it,” he exclaimed, grinning against the curve of your neck, his free hand grasping your thigh and raising it as he suddenly rut into you, filling you to the hilt, his tip kissing your cervix.  

“Fuck—” you gasped, your breath hitching as you stretched around him.  For a long moment he didn’t move, torturing you further—merely watching you writhe in his grasp as you tried to roll your hips, desperate for him to move.

“What do you say, Princess?” he demanded and you cracked.

“Please!  Please, Katsuki, need you so bad!” you mewled.

“Good girl.”

Pulling nearly all the way out, he snapped back into you, the force of his thrust rocking you, jiggling your tits as his balls slapped lewdly against the curve of your ass.

“Oh—!” A surprised cry left your throat, and soon all sorts of sinful noises poured from your lips as Bakugou fucked you the way you wanted, his fingers bruising your thigh where he held you as you tugged harder at his hair, a hiss slipping past your teeth as he bit down on your shoulder, his canines worrying your flesh just short of breaking the skin, no doubt leaving a mark behind that you hoped would be easy to cover.

That thought however, left your mind moments later.  “Please, ‘m so close,” you whined, feeling that warmth return, spreading out from your loins and pooling low in your stomach, your release just out of reach.

“Hook your leg over my hip,” Bakugou panted in your ear, the words a command, and you were quick to comply, holding your legs open so he could continue to pound into you unrestricted, freeing his hand up.  Wrapping his muscular arm around your, his callused fingers found your clit and stars bloomed behind your eyelids as he rubbed at your swollen bundle of nerves, giving you the push you needed.

“That’s right, cum all over my cock, baby,” Bakugou groaned, knowing he wouldn’t hold out much longer with the way you were clenching around him.

Lost to your bliss, you let your head fall back against his shoulder while your toes curled, every muscle tensing deliciously and yet Katsuki didn’t stop, riding you through it.  “Fill me up, Daddy,” you whimpered weakly, your grasp on his hair loosening.

“You want me to?” Bakugou grunted, his thrusts becoming jerky and erratic.  “Want me to fill this fuckin’ cunt up til it runs down your thighs, huh?  Breed you like the good little wife you are?”

“Please!  K-katsuki—!”

The world around you fell away as he came, his cock giving a spasm as he buried himself deeply, twitching as he spilled his seed inside you, painting your cervix white as he crushed you desperately to his chest, the pounding of your heart and his ragged breaths in your ear drowning out even the pouring rain.

For a long moment neither of you moved, catching your breaths while Bakugou softened inside you, your fluids mixing and joining.  It felt too nice to be so close to him like that, and you smiled to yourself as you wrapped your arms over his, still snaked securely round your middle.

“Love you,” he murmured against your shoulder, the words so muffled you almost didn’t catch them.

“You’re awfully mushy this morning,” you observed, wondering what could have happened at work to prompt this, it wasn’t like him to be so clingy.

“Shuddup,” he muttered in return, though his voice held no bite.  “Just miss you.”

Gently turning in his embrace to face him, you tangled your legs with his as you took his face between your hands.  “I love you too, baby,” you whispered, not wanting to pry.  Instead, you peppered his flushed cheeks with kisses, moaning as he caught your lips, tightening his arms around you.

“Can we stay like this a little longer?” you asked, feeling slightly selfish, not wanting to share your husband with the masses he protected on the daily just yet.

“Yeah.  Today we can.”   

#bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo smut #bakugou smut #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bakugou kastsuki #bakugo katsuki #kinktober #kinktober 2021 #joz.fic

[dil-e-zaar]

look at them!

#tdbk #they are besties #bnha #todobaku #todoroki shoto #bakugou kastsuki #bnha 321

[littlegreenstrawberry]

Deku 🥦

#dekubowl #deku #midoriya izuku #yall he’s adorable always #bakudeku #izuocha #todobaku #bnha #todoroki #ochako urakara #bakugou kastsuki #myart #doodle #littlegreenstrawberry #I’ve been on a doodle frenzy

[artificial3nemy]

I love bakudeku

Please like/reblog/follow if you reblog a lot of bakudeku or just Bakugou in general. I need..............M o r e.

#bakudeku #katsudeku #izukatsu #Bakugou Kastsuki #Midoriya IZUKU

[hoesnshovels]

THE SERIES OF BAKUGOU HARD TO GET KATSUKI WEARING THE CHRISTMAS COSTUME IS WHAT IM WAITING FOR

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #MINA BEST GIRL #SATO FEEDING KASTSUKI IS MY NEW SEROTONIN #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki

[ssatoritendou]

Knee High-Socks

Pairing: bakugou/reader

katsuki bakugou 

Word count: 900

+ summary: You and your forgetful memory. you forgot to wash your tights and now Bakugou will not stop starring at your legs and neither can someone else. 

Genre: fluff

You were rushing to get ready this morning, seeing that you slept in by accident. You were running to your closet looking on your shelf for your tights. ”Aww shit! I forgot to wash my tights.” You were left with only one choice to wear your knee-high socks. “I guess all just wear my knee-high socks." Your personal nightmare. You looked in the mirror and looked at your thighs and you noticed a little bit of chubby coming out of the top of the knee high socks. You looked at your watch and ran to your door. You walked out of your house to see your boyfriend Katsuki waiting for you on the front stoop. "Idiot what was taking you so...long..?" He paused on the last two words looking up at you. "Where are your tights?" He said looking you up and down. "I forgot to wash them. So I had to wear knee-high socks today. Katsu we don't have time to argue about this we are going to be late." You grabbed his hand and dragged him along to get to the train. You were able to find a seat on the train. Katsuki let you have the seat and he stood in front of you. He didn’t want anyone staring at your legs. Your legs were only his to stare at, which he was doing right now. He kept staring at your legs all the way to school. 

"Bakugou stop staring at my legs!" You slapped his head as you felt your cheeks heat up. "Ow, that hurt." He whined. "Well stop staring. It makes me self conscious." "Shut up! You're beautiful damn it! I’m tired of you acting like you aren’t.” He pulled you in for a kiss but you were interrupted by Kirishima. "Hey Bakugou man!" You pulled away from each other quickly and you walked away. The thing was you were shy and you really didn't want your relationship to be public because you know people would bombard you with questions about why you were dating the delinquent. He understood and he respected your wishes. But you knew he wanted everyone to know you were his. “Hey,____ guess what we are having a combined with Class 1A today!" Kendou cheered. "What?" "It's nothing to be scared about _____. They're just a bunch of losers anyways," Monoma said whispering in your ear. "Leave _____ alone Monoma!" Kendou said as she karate chopped him in the neck so he would pass out. You giggled a little.

Bakugou watched you shuffle your way through all the students onto the school ground. ”Hey Bakugou man!" Shitty Hair chanted from the hallway. Damn it! Bakugou wanted to kiss you so bad all morning! He was in a mood now and frustrated. "What do you want Shitty Hair?" He said with a snarl. "Was that _____ from Class 1B? You know we are doing a combined class with them today. Maybe you can sit with her?" He nudged the angry blonde's shoulder. "What is that supposed to mean?" He growled at him. "Nothing man." He laughed nervously. "Come let's get to class." The pair walked into class and sat down waiting for Mr.Aizawa to start speaking. "Class as you might have heard we are combining with Class 1B. You are going to be paired with someone from that class and participate in saving an innocent. Many parts of being a hero are working with other heroes. You have already started to gain the trust of your fellow classmates but now it's time to know the other future heroes." Bakugou was praying he didn't end up with a loser. "Class 1B is going to come in and we are going to pair you with one another." They wander in and Bakugou watched as he knew Monoma as “that jerk from the sports festival” who was eyeing you up and down. His _____. Vlad and Aizawa we talking for a couple of minutes the 1B losers mingle with others in my class. _____ slipped away from the group and sat in front of his desk. "Are you ok? You seem grumpier than normal." You questioned your grumpy boyfriend. "Just that jerk wouldn't stop staring at your legs." "What?" Your face reddened and you got nervous. "Stop that. You shouldn't be embarrassed. You are very good looking but I want to be the only one looking at you like that." "Bakugou I care about you and only you. No one else can compare to you. You are so nice to me and care about me. And I mean when I first met you I thought you hated me and then you asked me on a date. I was taken back because you were such a gentleman-" Bakugou didn’t like it when people rambled. Even you. So he did the thing he always does cut you off with a kiss. He felt that you were a little shaken by what he just did. When he pulled away your face was all red like you were going to die. He kissed you in front of everyone in your class and his. "Nice one Bakugou Man!" Kirishima yelled. "_____ and Bakugou who would have thought?" Another kid said. "Why don't all you extras shut the hell up!" Bakugou shouted to make _____ feel less nervous. She was still taken back. "Sorry. I just love you so much." "What? You love me? That's impossible." "I'll kiss you again." "I love you too Katsu." You said before kissing his cheek. "Stop being so lovey-dovey." Now it was his turn for his cheeks turned a little pink. "Ok, Katsuki." You smirked at the angry blonde. He grabbed your hand and held it waiting for instructions from the teachers.

#mha xreader #mha x reader #my hero academia #my hero x reader #my hero academia x reader #mha #mha bakugō #mha bakugo x reader #mha bakugo katsuki #bakugou #katsuki bakugō #bakugou x reader #bnha katsuki x reader #mha katsuki #kastsuki #katsuki x reader

[tsukikento]

Empathetic Chapter 15

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Summary: After your mom, the number 1 hero in America, gets offered a teaching position at U.A., you two pack up your things and head to Musutafu, Japan to start a new life. Pressure for you in America was at an all-time high, and now you’re in Japan, where almost no one knows you, or your family’s past.

This tale starts on your first day of class where your new teacher decides the best way for you to fit in is to fight against the strongest person in your class: Bakugou Katsuki.

Warnings/Genre: This piece will feature some angst and reference to an abusive parent, if you are ever worried about other tw’s feel free to send me an ask and I will let you know. There will also be fluff, slight angst, pining, and slowburn.

A/N: I wrote this weeks ago and then it took me way too long to actually post it 😭 Anyways, please let me know what you guys think! I love hearing your thoughts and feelings on the story!

(series masterlist)

Bright and early in the morning, there you were, chatting away with Kirishima as Kaminari and Ashido surrounded your seats. Kirishima was currently recounting the dream he had last night until you all heard the door slide open.

You all looked up to see a black tuft of hair followed by your homeroom teacher.

“Please everyone, sit down,” A tired and groggy Aizawa spoke as he entered the classroom.

Everyone immediately moved to their seats and waited attentively for his next instruction.

“As I am sure a few of you know, especially since some of you have already asked,” Aizawa began, “The sports festival is in about a month.”

Murmurs and whispers erupted in the class as students turned to excitedly talk to each other. You, despite knowing what the sports festival was, remained looking straight.

“It will be in three weeks from this Saturday, giving you ample time to prepare. Most of you already have internships,” Aizawa looked towards you for a moment, “So this will be an opportunity to get your name out there. Prove to your internships that you can do more than they expect and prove to citizens that you are a future hero to look out for.” He paused for a moment to file through some papers. “Who knows, maybe some of you will get a better internship than you already have.”

~~

“I am so excited!” Mina exclaimed in the cafeteria.

Kirishima, who was smiling kindly at his girlfriend nodded his head along.

“Why are you so excited?” Sero asked. “You are already interning with one of the best heroes.”

In response, Mina stuck her tongue out at the boy causing all of you to laugh. “I’m excited to kick your ass once again!” She retorted.

“We didn’t even fight last time,” Sero sighed in response before rubbing his eyes in fake irritation.

“Come to think of it,” You mumbled, grabbing everyone’s attention, “You all made it to the final round last time, right?”

“Of course we did,” Bakugou cockily replied. “And I am planning on winning it again.”

“We’ll see about that Bakugou!” Kirishima enthusiastically replied. “I’ve gotten much better and I can’t wait to fight you!”

“Why don’t you guys spar off now?” You asked Kirishima. “Or after class,” You then suggested, realizing that it wouldn’t be ideal to fight at school.

Kaminari scoffed loudly, making all of you turn your heads to him. “Bakugou never spars with us unless it is in class! He always does training by himself or in the field.”

“Shut up, idiot!” The ashy blond shot bad quickly, a cruel glare that would strike fear in anyone stared at Kaminari and caused him to flinch and hide behind Sero. “Tch,” Bakugou finally looked away, crossing his arms and pouting slightly.

You looked to Bakugou and noticed how clearly he was avoiding eye contact with you. You looked away from him, dropping the topic for now because you could see how uncomfortable he was. You turned back to the group, hoping someone would fill the silence.

“Who knows if we will even fight again?” Sero brought up. “The rounds were random last time, weren’t they?”

“The first two were,” Ashido corrected, “But the last one is always a one versus one tournament.”

Everyone nodded understandably and continued to talk about the sports festival while munching away at their lunches.

~~

When you arrived home, you couldn’t think of anything to fill your time before you had to meet up with Bakugou to make dinner. You only had about an hour too. Sighing, you opened your phone and opted to simply scroll through your phone until it was 3:55.

By the time you were downstairs, Bakugou was grabbing ingredients out of the fridge. Surprisingly, the whole downstairs was empty. Is Bakugou’s wrath so bad that no one hangs out down here while he cooks? You wondered as you approached the temperamental hero-in-training.

“Here and ready to serve, chef,” You jokingly said once Bakugou noticed you. You saluted and stood up as straight as you could.

In response, Bakugou chuckled. It was a genuine laugh that you rarely heard, but it was the equivalent to honey in your opinion. Rich, deep flavor, and something you craved to taste. Or in Bakugou’s case, craved to hear.

“Don’t fool around in the kitchen,” Bakugou finally said. His voice was soft, something you didn’t get to hear often, but you were grateful for. You wondered if anyone else got to hear Bakugou speak this way or if you were special.

The blond quickly began walking you through your instructions. He told you to wash your hands, then had you start with soaking the kombu that would go into the miso soup and cooking the large portion of rice people would share.

Luckily, everything ran smoothly. Bakugou, surprisingly, was a great instructor. He was able to lay everything out in front of you with simple, vocal commands.

“You’re really good at leading,” You commented at one point. It was before Sero joined in on cooking and right after Bakugou instructed you to sauté some onions, garlic, and ginger.

You looked at Bakugou, who was stirring the large pot of soup. It was clear a small red blush had found its way onto his cheeks. On top of that, his stirring slowed down, showing that your comment threw him off. “O-of course I am,” Bakugou replied, stuttering slightly but still speaking louder than a normal person would.

You simply smiled in response and noted how he reacted to compliments from you. For someone who seemed so confident almost to the point of being conceited, he took a compliment from you differently than he did from others. You felt your heartbeat quicken at the idea but pushed it away.

If something happens, it will be natural, you told yourself. Or at least better timed.

Right now, with the sports festival rearing its head, you were in no position to enter a relationship. Above all, being a hero and finishing school was most important to you. You had a long way to go as well, especially considering everyone else was already interning.

~~

At dinner, you sat with your regular group of friends. It made you nervous to call them that, but you couldn’t think of another term that would suit them any better.

Your seating arrangement was similar to how you ate at lunch with Bakugou at the head of the table, Kirishima and Ashido next to each other, and the rest of you seated somewhere in between. You were, once again, positioned next to Bakugou, something you had grown used to. To your left was Ashido and across from you was Sero.

Everyone talked cheerily and complimented you three on your hard work tonight. You bashfully replied with “thank you” while Bakugou yelled about how it had to be good if he made it.

“I was thinking recently,” Kirishima began after a brief pause in the conversation. He leaned over to look at you. Ashido kindly leaned back to make it easier. “Y/N-san, you don’t have your hero provisional license yet, do you?”

You stared at Kirishima, not quite sure what that was. However, you were able to guess. “Is that what allows me to use my quirk as a student?” You asked.

“Basically” Kirishima replied.

“Then no,” You quickly responded. “I had one in America, but it doesn’t work here.”

Kirishima hummed in understanding. “You should talk to Aizawa about that since you need it for an internship.”

You nodded in understanding and looked down at your food. “Thanks for the heads up,” You replied, debating when to do so.

“Of course,” Kirishima simply replied for taking a bite of rice.

“I’m sure you’ll ace it,” Ashido added, nudging you slightly. “You kick ass in class and we all passed it on the first try.”

“Not all of us!” Kaminari replied in a mocking tone.

The group looked to Bakugou and you followed right after. He had a look of fury in his eyes directed at Kaminari.

Sero immediately got out of his seat while laughing. “I need to stop sitting in between you two if you plan to be a little shit, Kaminari. Bakugou will take my head off just to get to you.”

Kaminari, who now feared for his life, jumped out of his seat and ran to the restrooms.

“Ugh,” Bakugou groaned while leaning back into his chair, “It isn’t worth it.”

Kirishima chuckled at his friends' comments.  

Sero added, “I’m sure just seeing you that angry made him shit his pants.”

Everyone laughed at that.

Once everyone’s laughter died down, your group was left in silence. You could hear others chatting while that ate, but you personally felt a tugging at your brain.

“How did you fail?” You finally asked, your voice just a bit more than a whisper and overly timid.

Bakugou groaned again and sat back in his chair. He ran his hand over his face and through his hair. “Because of the stupid examiners,” He mumbled. “They wouldn’t listen to me and my anger got to me.”

“So, do you have your license now?” You asked.

“Yeah,” The blond sighed, “I got it through some extra classes we could take afterward.”

You nodded, the conversation dying down slightly. You had a lot to think about when I came to your future at this school, especially because of how much farther everyone else was at this point. Another thing on your mind was how long you would be staying here. Technically, your mom was only scheduled to stay here for about ten weeks as a teacher.

I’ll need to have a conversation with her about the school here, you thought as everyone began clearing off the table. You quickly finished off your food and joined everyone in moving the dishes into the kitchen.

You, Sero, and Bakugou stayed behind to clean up the dishes. However, Kaminari perched himself on a counter and held a conversation with Sero so you and Bakugou were not talking much.

Your night ended quite early because you washed up after dinner and simply worked on your schoolwork till late enough in the night.

~~

The next day, you left for class early, hoping to catch Aizawa in his office. It would definitely be easier to reach him after class, but you wanted his opinion earlier than later.

Luckily, the teacher was in his small office, wrapped up in his yellow sleeping bag, and snoozing off.

“Excuse me,” You spoke after knocking on his door. “Aizawa-sensei?”

He shifted slightly and his eyes opened just a little bit. “Hmm?” He hummed.

“I wanted to come to talk to you about, well,” You stumbled slightly over your words. “I know I might get an internship through the sports festival, but I also don’t have my hero provisional license…”

Aizawa unzipped himself from his sleeping back and sat up. His tired eyes looked at you and debated what to do. “Yes,” He sighed, “And you might not be here for the rest of your education.”

You nodded thoughtfully, debating what to do.

Before you could speak up, Aizawa began speaking once again. “If you are curious, the next hero provisional license exam is in June, a little after the sports festival. If you are wanting to intern, you will need to pass the exam before you can go out onto the field. You can, however, still practice off the field.” He paused for a moment. “If you decide not to, in case you think you will be going back to America, you can intern under me.”

You stared at Aizawa, not quite sure what to say. Aizawa was a blunt and understanding teacher, something you were admiring at this moment. This admiration doubled after such an offer.

He once again continued before you could say anything, “You should get practice with heroes besides your family so I encourage you to do something. I am also teaching another student here and I think you could both work well together.”

You looked down and nodded. “Thank you,” You mumbled.

“Don’t worry about it,” Aizawa spoke. “I am a teacher, it is what I am supposed to do.” Aizawa grabbed a small piece of paper and scribbled something down onto it before handing it to you. “This is where and when I meet with my student. Stop by to see if it is something you would like to do.”

You looked down at the paper and saw that Aizawa met with his student every Tuesday and Friday. Today, he would be meeting with his student an hour after school ends at the weight lifting gym.

“Thank you,” You said again, feeling better about your stance within the school. “I appreciate it.”

Aizawa motioned for you to walk with him towards your class. “My pleasure. You should know though that I am working on basics with this student. He wasn’t trained since childhood like you and wasn’t placed in a hero course.”

You nodded. “I’m sure I will learn from it,” You replied, “You are much different than my family.”

Once in the classroom, you moved towards your seat while Aizawa went to the front.

Kirishima sent you a bright smile knowingly and you gave him a thumbs up to let him know it went well. You sat down in your seat, looking forward to the training session with Aizawa-sensei.

~~

At lunchtime, you went to find your mom. You had texted her once the lunch started and asked to meet with her for lunch. She quickly replied to your text, telling you she could share food with you and eat at one of the picnic tables outside the west entrance.

She showed up with two plates of food, telling you that her lunch was catered to today so she took enough for each of us.

“It’s good to see you!” She exclaimed, smiling brightly as she grabbed her chopsticks and began eating.

“It’s good to see you too,” You replied. Although she was always so close to you, this is the longest you had gone without seeing her.

Ever since you were born, she never took a mission that would have her leaving home for more than a day. Being with family and training you and your siblings became much more essential than keeping her status. However, she was able to keep the status and be with her family.

You smiled, a bittersweet feeling rushing through you. Despite missing her, you also appreciated the time you have without her now. You thought back to Aizawa’s comment about how you should learn outside of your family’s teachings.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” Your mom asked.

You were brought out of your thoughts and looked to your mother. “I wanted to talk to you about how long we will be here.”

Your mom nodded in understanding and finished chewing her food. She took a sip from her drink before clearing her throat. “Well,” She began, “As you know, I was brought here for ten weeks. When I get six weeks in, the faculty intends to interview my students and see if I should stay longer.”

You nodded as she paused to debate her next words.

“If you want to stay here, even if I go back to America, you are welcome to,” She finally said, surprising you.

“Really?” You interjected.

Your mom, although understanding, was coddling.

She taught your siblings even while they attended the Western Institution for Training Heroes, often called WITH. In fact, they were prodigies due to her extra teachings. To this day, your family visits your mother at least once a month and you know they have plans to see her soon.

You were coddled more than any of your other siblings. It was clear from an early age that you were different from them. Once your quirk came in, your life flipped. You reflected on how you were treated without thinking too much about it. However, once your father was out of the picture by the time you were six, your mother still refused to put you into school.

She hired multiple teachers to give you a good, general education as well as train you in heroics from day one. It was a difficult process considering how little she understood of your quirk.

When you were thirteen, you finally begged your mother and got your four siblings on your side to let you go to an actual school. However, when you arrived at WITH, you were shunned by multiple students despite your good grades and skill.

This only made your mom coddle your more. In fact, she only took this job because she wanted to get you away from America. She wanted to protect you from a world that knew your past and practically hated you for it.

“Of course,” She replied.

You looked at her in confusion, trying to understand why she would suddenly be treating you so differently. “But why?” You asked, genuinely confused.

“Because you like it here,” She responded simply. She took a sip of water before continuing.

Always one for dramatics, you thought.

“It’s been clear from day one that you are having fun here. You would have told me if you weren’t. On top of that, I know your curricular at this school and think it suits you well.”

“But how do you know for sure that I like it here?” You further questioned.

“I had my suspicions at first, but you bringing friends to the house was a dead giveaway,” She explained, reminding you of something you had completely forgotten about. “However, what really sold me was when you saw me while I was teaching the class. You very easily could have messaged me to ask a question like that, but you came to see me instead.”

You looked at your mom with a bewildered face, wondering what she was exactly getting at.

“Oh, don’t look at me like that!” She exclaimed while laughing. She was always into dramatics and proceeded to take a small bite of her food after her laughter died down.

You sighed, rolled your eyes, and waited for her to explain.

“Is it really not obvious?” She questioned. You shook your head and motioned for her to elaborate. “You came to see me when you didn’t need to and then proceeded to stare at the blond kid almost the entire time,” She insisted before once again laughing loudly because of your reaction.

“I did not!” You denied. You could tell your face was heating up and you tried to hide your embarrassment by shoving food into your mouth and pouting while you chewed.

“Yes, you did,” She spat back. “Did you really think that I, your mom, wouldn’t notice?”

“Whatever,” You grumbled under your breath and turned away.

Your mom scoffed at your childish antics, knowing full well that you didn’t mean any harm. After having four other children, she was used to these behaviors and didn’t feel the need to snap back.

“Anyways,” Your mom spoke once more, interrupting the moment of silence. “As I was saying before, you are welcome to do whatever you want. If you wanted to go back to America right now, I would let you. Or come back when I go back. Or stay,” She shrugged, “Literally whatever.”

You looked down at your food as your mom finished up your statement. You weren’t quite sure how to respond. “Thank you,” You mumbled.

“I do, however, want to warn you that you should at least graduate from school before thinking about relationships. I want you to have friends and excel in training. If I think that someone is going to get in the way of that, then you shouldn’t get too close to them.”

Of course.

She took the talk a step too far, making you feel like a fool.

You gulped down your nerves and didn’t bother to reply, worried it would worsen the conversation. At least I can stay here rather than go back to that god-awful school, you thought while stuffing your face to distract yourself.

You two sat in silence for a little while before your mom began asking you questions about your training, which you replied to thoroughly, knowing she would only egg you on until she got the answers she wanted.

“A new hero costume?” She questioned after you mentioned Iwasaki Kou. Her eyes were wide with worry.

Sheepishly, you replied with, “Yes, but I promise it still fits well with the family… it just also goes well with what I need as a hero.”

Your mom grumbled for some time before making you promise to show her your costume later that day by sending her a photo.

After that, you refused to tell her about your training will Bakugou, the very blond she was worried about. “I’ve been training with some classmates which is nice,” You simply explained which led her to start talking about various techniques.

~~

After school, you forced yourself to go home, eat a snack, hydrate, and change into some training gear. Despite how nervous you were, especially because you would be imposing on another student, you forced yourself to go.

Aizawa-sensei wants me to go anyways, you told yourself, he wouldn’t have offered if he didn’t.

When you arrived at the weightlifting gym, it was empty except for the student currently running on the treadmill.

You looked at him for a moment, taking in his appearance, despite only seeing his backside. He was in casual workout gear as well. His arms were exposed, albeit much smaller than the hero students in your class. His hair was purple and was rather wavy despite also standing up straight rather than falling toward his shoulders. However, what was most notable was the scarf wrapped around his neck. It looked identical to Aizawa’s and you already felt hot just thinking about running in such a heavy and thick material.

“Excuse me?” You eventually asked, coming up close to the purple-haired boy.

Awkwardly, he turned his body to look at you and proceeded to trip horribly. His back was headed to hit the moving treadmill belt, but at the last second, he used the scarf to hold him up to one of the hanging lights and prevent him from falling.

“God-fucking-dammit,” He mumbled as he slowly placed his feet on the ground and turned off the machine. He rubbed his arm, which has hit one of the handles and looked at you in anger.

His eyes, which were also purple, had dark bags underneath them and he didn’t seem to open them all the way. He looked so much like a purple version of Aizawa that you almost thought he was related to him.

“Can I help you?” The boy finally asked, staring at you with malice.

“Oh, uh, sorry,” You stumbled over your words in shock. “Aizawa-sensei told me to come here.” He looked at you for a moment without responding so you continued, “I am in Class 1-A, but I am kind of new. My name is Y/L/N Y/N and I don’t have an internship so he told me to come today. Are you his student?”

“Yes,” He grumbled without giving you his name.

“Ah, well, Aizawa-sensei told me he thought we could work well together.” You forced a smile to be as polite as you could to the obviously upset boy.

He looked at you, debating your words and wondering if they were true. “Whatever.” He turned away from you to face the treadmill again. “Aizawa-sensei has me run a few miles before he gets here. You can join or do whatever I guess.”

You nodded and waited for him to get started back on the treadmill before you stretched a bit and joined him. You moved to the one next to him despite fearing he might snap at you again.

By the time Aizawa entered the gym, you had run a mile and saw that the purple-haired guy had run four in total. Wow, he has really good stamina, you thought while following his lead and stopping the treadmill.

“I’m happy you joined us, Y/L/N-san,” Aizawa greeted as you both moved to face him. “Normally, I would have you two spar each other so you can get introduced to the others’ quirk, but that would be rather anti-climactic,” Aizawa paused to chuckled at his own joke.

Neither of you understood why.

“Anyways,” He clears his thought to speak again. “Instead I want you two to focus on sparring without quirks. Y/L/N-san, the style of fighting I have been teaching Shinsou-san is very different than what your mother does.”

Oh, so that is his name! you thought.

“I suggest you pay attention to his movements,” Aizawa continued. “And no quirks.”

You looked to Shinsou only to see he was already looking at you.

“What’s your quirk?” He asked you.

“What’s yours?” You shot back curiously.

Shinsou rolled his eyes in response and simply moved to the small fighting mat in the gym. You followed him and listened as Aizawa explained that he just wanted us to show each other our styles and not to hurt the other too much.

You two faced each other within the small circle and waited for Aizawa’s call. When the fight began, Shinsou was quick to move, adjusting himself defensively to make it harder for you to reach and attack him.

The fighting style you were trained in growing up was very offensively faced. Be stronger than the person you are up against and you will have no problems. However, your quirk required you to stay defensive. As a result, you tended to watch your opponent and wait for them to go for you first.

Tentatively, you circled the perimeter and watched as Shinsou mimicked your movements. Knowing Aizawa, you were sure his student would love to hide in the shadows like he preferred. However, because he was out in the open like this, he had to simply stay defensive until an opening arose.

However, you were worried about far-range attacks.

“Can we use support items?” You asked.

“Yes,” Aizawa replied simply.

“What? Worried about the scarf?” Shinsou shot back, his confidence rising.

“No,” You lied before stomping your boots to release the multiple spikes and dagger on each toe.

Shinsou looked at your shoes in shock, allowing you to move quickly and attack. You swung each foot, one after the other in an intricate fashion to keep him distracted.

Shinsou moved quickly and worked to dodge your attacks. However, his fear of your feet made him practically defenseless against your fists. You swung your fist at him and hit him square on the cheek. It wasn’t nearly forceful enough to hurt too bad but did knock him back a few steps.

Shinsou recovered quickly and went in for his own attack. He swooped to the right to distract you while moving his scarf in the opposite direction. Either he would hit you, or his scarves would trap you.

Quickly, you moved to block his fist and punched him in the gut to keep him occupied. He must control the scarf with his mind, so I need to distract him. The scarf kept moving though, approaching you much quicker than you anticipated.

You maneuvered rather awkwardly, trying to get a hold of the scarf. Specifically, you wanted to trap the end of the scarf under your shoe, but not rip I with the spikes and daggers. However, because the scarf moved much differently than a human would, you ended up trapped in the cloth. It wrapped around your right leg quickly and caused you to trip.

“Fuck!” You exclaimed as your nose hit the mat. Despite the pain you were currently feeling, you forced yourself to turn onto your back. Shinsou was still rather far from you and you were sure he was trying to wrap you up all the way with his scarf.

You looked down at the gray fabric as you climbed up your body. You didn’t have much time to think and looked at Shinsou. You grabbed a dagger you kept attached to the bottom of your calf and explained, “I’ll rip this scarf apart.”

You could hear Aizawa sigh from across the room, “No more support items. Those scarves are hard to replace.”

Smirking, you watched as the scarf went limp and Shinsou began wrapping it up. You put your dagger back onto your shoe and retracted the dagger and spikes. Once ready, you stood back up onto your feet and waited for Shinsou.

He was smart, but not very agile and clearly afraid to attack first. However, you still had much to observe before you felt comfortable against him. For one, he seemed to do a lot more weightlifting than you. If you got too close without a surprising strategy, he may be able to do more damage simply because he can hit you harder.

You moved quickly in hopes of surprising him. Once he seemed up and ready, you pushed forward, getting low and attempting to tackle him. You pushed Shinsou off his balance and he fell hard. However, thinking quickly, the purple-haired hero in training grabbed onto your arm and flipped his position with you. He pulled you faster and made you hit the ground first, his body then using yours as a cushion.

You groaned twice, once when your body hit the floor and again when Shinsou’s body hit yours. You pushed him off quickly and rolled to your side. “I need water,” You mumbled before slowly getting up and moving to your bag by the door.

It had been a long time since you sparred with no quirk use, and you were clearly rusty on your skills.

Shinsou simply followed you and grabbed his own water. A pattern soon formed where Aizawa would come to give you both instructions for an activity as well as pointers based on what he has seen from you too. Eventually, you would pause to drink some water or take a break.

Eventually, Aizawa dismissed you both a little before 8:00 PM.

“I hope to see you again on Thursday,” He told you before leaving the room and leaving you both alone.

“Are you heading out?” You asked Shinsou, turning to the boy.

“I’m gonna do some warm down stretches,” He mumbled before getting started.

Decidedly, you followed along with the stretches as you felt your heart rate calm down for the night. When you both finished, you each grabbed your respective items and began walking.

“Where is your dorm room?” You asked him as you exited into the cool nighttime air.

“It isn’t too far from yours,” He explained, “Just a few buildings down.”

You nodded. Although you were off to quite a rocky start with the boy, you seemed to be getting along much better with him. Hopefully, it could continue to get better. Especially if you planned to go to every session. “So, what is your quirk?” You inevitably asked him.

“Do you want me to show you or tell you?” He asked.

“I could say the same thing,” You cheekily replied. You smiled at Shinsou to show him you were joking.

“Go ahead then, show me first,” Shinsou answered.

Silently, you took out the earbuds and were quickly flushed with multiple thoughts of those around you. You focused quickly on Shinsou because of how close he was to you.

Has she had those in the whole time? What do they have to do with her quirk?

“They stop thoughts from going into my brain so I can focus more,” You replied, “And yes, I did have them in the whole time.”

Shinsou’s eyes widened in surprise.

You smirked and moved to grab his arm. “I can also feel your feelings,” You explained as you allowed his surprise to rush through you. “Or I can change your emotions.” You laughed and caused Shinsou to also start laughing.

After a moment, you let go of his arm and put your earbuds back in.

“Cool,” Shinsou said once he was no longer laughing over nothing. “I can see why Aizawa-sensei thought we would work well together.”

You were planning on asking Shinsou to show you his quirk, but you only got one word out before your body and mind when stiff. You couldn’t move.

“Touch your head with your right hand,” Shinsou lackadaisically spoke.

You felt your arm move up and the texture of your hair against your right hand. However, you never intended to do that.

He can control people? You thought. Suddenly, you felt a release on your body. You caught yourself before your knees could give out and breathed heavily. “Holy shit,” You sighed, looking up at Shinsou. “We would be one hell of a duo,” You mumbled.

Shinsou chuckled at your response and handed you his water. When you looked up at him with a questioning face, he simply replied, “I know you ran out of water and people tend to get thirsty when I use my quirk on them.”

You graciously took his water and drank a few gulps before giving it back. “Your quirk is really cool and powerful,” You explained as you both began walking again.

A conversation flowed easily between you both, each of your talking about your own and each other’s quirks. It seemed Shinsou had become more comfortable with you after realizing your quirk. Although not exactly the same, your quirk was fairly similar to his.

Eventually, you wished each other a good night as Shinsou separated from you to walk to his own dorm. You found yourself smiling widely at the prospect of a new friend. It seems like you now had plans for every Tuesday and Thursday now.

You made a beeline for the kitchen once you got home where Midoriya, Aoyama, and Koda were currently washing dishes from dinner.

“Hello, Y/L/N-san!” Midoriya greeted you.

You smiled back at the three boys as they all greeted you.

“Do you need dinner?” Midoriya asked.

“Ah, yes,” You replied, “I was out training. Sorry I missed dinner.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Aoyama replied while grabbing out multiple Tupperware containers from the fridge.

Inside was a classic American dish that made your stomach grumble. You made quick work of moving around the three boys in order to heat up some food and full up your water. You thanked them for their hard work, put away the leftovers, and made your way upstairs.

Despite feeling sweaty and gross, you were way too hungry to shower first. The rest of your night was rather mundane. After eating, you went downstairs to clean your plate before heading into the shower and getting ready for bed. You spent the next hour or so working on your homework assignments until you were tired enough to finally go to bed.

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #boku no hero headcanons #bakugo #bakugou #bakugo katsuki #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki #katsuki x reader #bakugo fanfiction #bakugou fanfiction #bakugo katsuki fanfiction #bakugou kastsuki fanfiction

[paprikalu]

Slip up on the training site

#kacchako #comic #kacchako comic #uraraka #bakugou #ochaco uraraka #bakugo kastsuki #ship #short comic #love poem #cute babes #flirting

[sero-pairo]

Today, Tomorrow, and Every Day After (We Defy the Will of God)

by ViolentTherapist

In a world where magic is ordinary, and creatures told in myths roam freely. There is a school. This school is called Universal Academy, better known as UA, and the only place in all the realms that allow creatures of all sorts to attend. This school is where this story starts, and we may never know how it ends. But we know who it's about, a faun/angel hybrid, and his mysterious familiar that he has yet to learn about. Because Izuku and Kastsuki have to learn to live with each other, in a tale of fate, suffering, and maybe just a little love...

Words: 2727, Chapters: 3/3, Language: English

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

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina, Uraraka Ochako, Toga Himiko, Sero Hanta, Kaminari Denki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Ashido Mina/Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina & Kirishima Eijirou, Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Toga Himiko & Uraraka Ochako, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Iida Tenya/Sero Hanta, Iida Tenya & Sero Hanta, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic

Additional Tags: Demon Bakugou Katsuki, Werewolf Kirishima Eijirou, Angel Midoriya Izuku, Alternate Universe - Magic, Magic School

from AO3 works tagged 'Iida Tenya/Sero Hanta' https://ift.tt/kzwI39U

#iidasero #sero hanta #seroiida #tenya iida #seriida #bnha fic #bnha #mha #ao3 feed #bnha ao3 feed

[wild-lady-luck]

I am once again screaming over my friend @lychieberries’s new charms.

(Here’s the link to them, you guys should support him so he can keep making more!)

#Kastsuki Bakugo #Shoto Todoroki #Izuku Midoriya #Deku #Bakugo #Bakugou #Todoroki #Midoriya #My Hero Academia charms #mha charms #bnha charms

[dil-e-zaar]

bakugou sleeps at 7. bakugou’s hero name is dynamight... at this point he is asking to be bullied

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bakugou kastsuki #bakugou #dynamight #kacchan #katsuki

[xallreaders]

👁👄👁 dragon king bakugo hcs plz

- Dragon King Bakugo. I’m gonna go full high fantasy with this!

- So, first of all he’s no inheritor, oh no. He’s a full-on barbarian style King. He got to his position by uniting the clans, taking on and defeating every other chief until he could call himself King. 

- And he’s a King who’s gonna go down in legend. I mean they’ve had uniters of the clans before, they’ve had King’s who’ve united the clans and expanded before. Bakugo? He’s their first conqueror. He hasn’t just expanded their territory, he lead a successful invasion of a nearby Kingdom and defeated their King Yo Shindou in battle, driving him into exile and claiming their Kingdom as his own.

- Now to the life of the King

- He’s a hunter.

- He’s ventured into the deepest most dangerous forests in the land. When he’s in there, he’s found the biggest meanest creatures in there and killed them. It’s how he rolls.

- And he eats them. I mean, a head is a trophy, but cooking and eating them is a whole other level. Once everyone saw King Bakugo eat the three-headed snake that he had hunted down everyone decided to stay on his good side.

- Of course, the thing that makes him the greatest ever known? The Dragon King killed a dragon. He was leading an army to a raid, they took a shortcut up a mountain. Well, they thought it was a mountain until they saw the lava. Bakugo kept the march going, but the higher they got the more they saw. The last thing they saw? A HUGE red dragon.

- The army fled, the King didn’t

- Three weeks later the tribes were in morning at the death of the King who never did return. Pyres were lit in remembrance and eulogies were read. But one plucky scout saw someone approaching.

- The people rushed to the edge of town to see the King returning, wounded but none worse for wear.

- King Bakugo had fought the Dragon for three weeks straight. He had killed it, and he had eaten it.

- And so the legend goes...

#bakugo #katsuki #katsukibakugo #bakugokatsuki #katsukibakugou #bakugoukatsuki #bakugou #au #katsuki bakugo #bakugo katsuki #bakugou katsuki #kastsuki bakugou #fantasy #high fantasy #dragon king #dragon king bakugo #dragon king bakugou #tribes

[nartothelar]

since bakugou’s the next head of the yamadas, would you ever consider drawing him as the mafia head?

next in line. despite the promotion, he still likes blowing things up

In the current timeline he works as a demolition specialist for the Yamada family. He’s loud, talks shit, and may seem to act rashly but he’s got a good head on his shoulders and thinks things through (tho, he still needs to learn when to retreat since Aizawa constantly has to fetch him when he refuses to back out) He’s a lot like canon Kastsuki tbh!

He’d kept the Yamada name, at least for the meantime. The only way to change a family name would be to have 2 consecutive generations of the new name.

For example, if Bakugou decides to have a child, then the name would change to his last name if said child became the new heir!

#mafia au #bakugou katsuki #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #fanart #bnha fanart #ask