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kleem-o · 9 months
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Dragon hybrid!Bakugou x Reader
Part 4
Synopsis: With the help of Chiyo and Toshi, you were on your way to full recovery. At long last, a reunion is due between you and Bakugou. Part 4 of this
Warning!! NSFW Smut under the cut!!
Wc: 3.6k
A/N: heyy!! This will be the last part, thank you all for showing love and support for my first series! I will be working on other series after this one, i already started one with a yandere vampire!shoto, if yall would want that just tell me! Though this would be the last part im still open to posting other stuff about this,, so feel free to ask! Thank you, and enjoy. (also this is the first time i wrote smut pls bear with me lol)
After returning to your and Bakugou’s little shelter, he began preparing the herbs he stole, and got a basin of water to clean you up. He looked at you and you looked so..peaceful. Just like how you looked when he would nuzzle on your neck as you sleep. Just remembering those times made him tear up as his thoughts began to wander, just when will you wake up? Would you even wake up? What if… his thoughts were disturbed when he heard a sound behind him, he immediately looked back to see the small old lady and the big man again, watching him as he cleans you. He felt his skin heat up and used his tail to attack them. The man caught the tail, and surprisingly, held on pretty well for a while, until he was sent flying back against the wall. “Yagi!” the old woman yelled and hurried to the man’s side. The man’s head was bleeding a bit as the old lady checked up on him “I told you this was a bad idea! Now look at you! We’ll be eaten alive by that thing!!” She looked at the man, but to her surprise he was looking at the dragon in confusion and awe. The old lady looked back at the dragon only to find that the dragon was covering your body with his, protecting you. While he had his fangs bared, claws flexed showing prominent veins on his hands and arms, and tail waving dangerously sideways, he wouldn’t leave your side. He can’t risk it, Bakugou thought. Toshi was at loss for words, he couldn’t believe his eyes, what were you to this dragon? Then, he had an idea. “Is… is she– that human, is she your mate?” Chiyo looked at the man with wide eyes, as if he had turned into a dragon too. “What in the world are you saying?!” Toshi just gulped and stood up slowly, lifting his hands slowly, showing that he wasn’t going to harm them. “She’s hurt.. Right? We can help. Chiyo here is a doctor, and I assist her. We intend no harm, we can help!” 
Help? Bakugou thought about how you helped him in the past, but can he really trust these humans? Humans were the ones that did this to you after all. But you weren’t waking up, Bakugou doesn’t know how long he can go on without you, how long you could go on. Hesitantly, Bakugou answered “Yes Y/N is my mate. Got hurt by humans” Bakugou spat out the last word as if the mere word offended him. Bakugou was beginning to calm down, but he still wouldn’t leave your side. The man walked slowly closer and closer till he was just within an arm's reach. “Hurt her and I’ll kill you” The dragon growled, he may trust them a bit now, but a single mistake and it was off with their heads. Toshi began to examine you carefully, it was a bit hard with the dragon staring daggers at him. “Chiyo, come look” The man and the old lady both worked around you, taking note of your condition and the proper herbs to treat it. “Hmm this reptile kinda knows his thing, though you gave her the wrong medicine” Bakugou tilted his head in confusion. A puppy, both the man and old lady thought. “I know the reptile thing won’t like this, but we need to bring her with us–” Bakugou growled loudly and was ready to attack but “-you can come with us.” Bakugou was now hella confused. Chiyo ordered Toshi to carry you back to their home, but Bakugou almost tore Toshi’s arm off when he touched you. The dragon carried you carefully, and followed the man and lady. Huh what strange creatures.
You and Bakugou spent a month at the lady and man’s home. While Chiyo treated you, Toshi would teach Bakugou more about herbs, how to plant them, and properly bandage wounds. Chiyo would throw a fit when she just saw Bakugou lying down with you, she couldn’t have a bum dragon in her house can she? So she forced Bakugou to help Toshi with chores. They both found out that Bakugou was a great cook, so they made him cook for them. Cooking reminds Bakugou of you, and how he wished that you were awake right now. He needed to hear you, see you smile, laugh with you, kiss you, he needed you. Every night he would beg the small doctor to let him sleep next to you, and the doctor would begrudgingly agree. He would cuddle on your side while his tail would spoon you. 
One day, as Bakugou was finished with his chores he went to see you, he always does this everyday. After his chores he would sit next to you and talk about his day, telling you all about the strange lady and man. When he opened the sliding door to your room, he felt his heart drop. His skin felt hot and his pupils dilated at the sight. He felt his tail involuntary swaying left and right, his vision getting blurry with tears. “Y/N?” You were sitting down on the bed looking a bit aloof, maybe you just woke up, your hair was messy and your head slightly hurt as you turned to the dragon, Bakugou, your mate. “Bakugo– oomf!” He immediately tackled you hugging you tightly as if his life depended on it, his life did depend on it. He kept chanting your name over and over like prayer, like this was the greatest gift any god could bestow upon him. He was crying all over you, chanting your name and being a mess as you hugged him back tightly and rubbed his head. “I’m back Bakugou, I’m back” You got a bit teary eyed too. Bakugou pulled back a bit only to kiss you softly on the lips, making you feel all the love, happiness, desperation he felt. “Heyy!!” Bakugou felt a stick hit his head and looked back angrily–and embarrassingly– at the old lady. “Hey!! You old hag!!” Bakugou growled only to be hit by the stick again “Did Yagi teach you that word?!!? That little rascal… anyway you!” She pointed to you and said “You, we got a lot to talk about.”
Chiyo told you all about what happened, how they found Bakugou and you, and how they took care of both of you. Chiyo wanted to talk to you alone but Bakugou wouldn’t have any of that, he literally couldn’t be pried off of you. As you and Chiyo talked, Bakugou was on your lap, cuddling you, nuzzling your cheek, and rubbing himself all over you– scenting you. “You.. you damn horndog!! What the hell are you doing to my patient!! Get off her!!!” Chiyo began pulling at Bakugou’s tail to no avail, in fact this made Bakugou’s tail wrap around you. “Haha… sorry Chiyo I guess Bakugou missed me so much” Chiyo walked out after informing you about your injuries, you were mostly healed but you still had to take it easy, as you only just woke up, after that she walked out the room while grumbling under her breath something about ‘youngsters these days’. When Chiyo walked out the room, Bakugou stopped scenting you. “What’s wrong love?” you held his cheek, smushing them together (god he was adorable), while he looked at you with puppy eyes. “I missed you so much.. I– I was so sc-ared..” He whispered as his tears began falling again. You hugged him and kissed his cheek, promising him you won’t leave him again. You both cried so much that day, Chiyo and Toshi were lowkey worried.
You slowly got used to everyday life with your new companions. Bakugou would help you with “physical therapy” as Chiyo would say, then Chiyo and Toshi would tell you both the things to do for the day (mostly Bakugou though, you still had to rest). You and Bakugou quickly got close with Chiyo and Toshi, like they were your new family. Chiyo still got annoyed though, whenever Bakugou would flirt with you out in the open, stuff like kissing you, hugging you and scenting you. There were some things that you noticed however, Bakugou would always linger around you, looking around protectively. If you were out of his sight for more than a moment he would panic, and cry your name out. One time when Bakugou returned to your room just to find that you weren’t there, he almost blew the house up. You spent a lot of time calming him down, pulling him on your chest and massaging his hair, making him purr. You talked to him about what happened back then.
“Bakugou.. I’m sorry for that day.. I shouldn’t have gone outside that night, it was too dangerous. We shouldn’t have gone through any of that, you shouldn’t have to witness it.” Bakugou held you while you cried “No.. it’s not your fault. Those humans were evil. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you.” You giggled a bit while you were crying “Your words improved Bakugou! Toshi did a good job teaching you huh. You aren’t at fault for anything okay?” You said as you wiped his tears. Bakugou’s heart felt full, he felt warm all over and he felt as if he was flying. As he rested his head on your chest he felt as if the world was right again. “I love you.” Your heart skipped a beat, the setting sun made Bakugou’s features look soft, his loving eyes never leaving yours. “I love you too Bakugou.”
That afternoon was filled with gentle touches and sweet nothings, both of you comforting each other after the traumatic encounter. You would rather not say anything about the events, you weren’t ready yet, and Bakugou told you that he would wait, he would always wait for you. Words couldn’t express how happy Bakugou is, he can finally hear your voice, feel your soft touch, and see your beautiful eyes. 
That night as you both were getting ready to sleep, he kissed your shoulder, neck, trailing up to your lips. The bed felt soft under you, while Bakugou’s weight on top of you felt comforting, as if he was shielding you from the world. You felt his tail rubbing your leg comfortably, his scales warm. He pulled back, looking at your eyes with love and a certain hunger, you swore you saw hearts in his eyes. “Mate.. I need to prepare you, teach you.” You knew he was different from normal men, and if you were to be his mate of course you got to be prepared. You gulped as you felt a bit nervous, the last time you both attempted anything you felt his length and it felt big. Bakugou could sense that you were nervous, he took your hand and kissed your palm, all while his other hand traveled your body, and his tail inched higher on your thighs, getting close to your center. “Relax” Bakugou kissed you, and you quickly deepened the kiss, letting your tongues dance together. You felt his hands fumbling as he removed your clothes, exposing all of you to him. You felt his intense gaze on you, you attempted to cover your body but with one hand, he pinned both your hands on top of your head. Bakugou kissed and licked your neck slowly trailing down to your nipple. You moaned when you felt Bakugou’s tongue circling your nipple, only to latch on it and suck gently while his other hand played with your other nipple. You gripped his hair, and he felt your hips moving as you attempted to grind him to give yourself relief. He noticed this, then moved his tail closer to your pussy, Bakugou swore he could cum right there and then just by feeling how wet you were. He released your nipple with a pop to whisper in your ear “So wet for me, mate” You moaned loudly as his tail started teasing your clit, making circular motions with his tail as he went back to your nipple, biting it slightly before sucking gently. Your moans were getting louder as you felt pleasure build up in your stomach “Ah..hngg. A-ah! Bakugou I’m close! I’m close” Everything made you feel so sensitive, so good, the texture of Bakugou’s tail, warm and the scales further adding more stimulation to your puffy clit, Bakugou’s tongue on your nipple teasing, licking, and biting. “I- too much I can– I’m cum- cumming!!” You came hard as you spasmed all over, moaning loud, his tail riding out your orgasm. Bakugou let out a deep growl as he let go of your breast to lower his head to your pussy. He sniffed and purred as he licked your slick, tracing along your slit. “My mate’s so sweet..”
His tongue gave quick licks on your clit, which made you shake that he had to hold your legs to pin you down. You felt his long tongue enter you, finding your sweet spot and continuously licking it making you moan loud, grip his hair, and start grinding to find release again. You were basically fucking yourself on his tongue and this made Bakugou feel hot all over, he felt his cock ache, wanting to be stimulated he started to purr as he humped the bed to feel some relief. You noticed this and not too long after, another earth shattering orgasm came your way “Bakugou–! Wait too much! Ah!-” You pulled away and saw just how dazed he was, his eyes dilated and half lidded, he was red all over, and he was panting while slowly purring. In his surprise, you crawled to him seductively and he felt his cock harden even more as you pushed him gently on his back, getting in between his legs, he looked at you curiously and it clicked to him when you started removing his clothes “W-wait! No need, I’ll take care of you Y/N” apparently it was customary for dragons to do all the wooing, but you assured him that you wanted–needed this. As you took off the last piece of clothing he had, you almost started salivating by seeing how big he was. The head of his cock was just a bit sharper than normal, and it was red while dripping lots of precum, while his shaft had prominent veins twitching in anticipation. At the bottom of his shaft there was a small bulge, which he told you was his knot, then finally his balls that looked so delicious you just wanted to suck on it. Bakugou’s chest was heaving up and down in lust as he stared at you with dilated pupils. You held his tip and smeared the precum all over his cock as he whimpered. “Y-Y/N..” You began stroking up and down, making sure to tighten your grip a bit when you rubbed the underside of the tip. Your other hand went to his balls to softly massage them, it felt so full and you can feel your pussy getting wetter by the minute. 
He was starting to buck his hips up and moan and purr loudly, when you suddenly opened your mouth to suck on his tip. “Y-Y/N?! What are you– ah! W-wait ahh” You bobbed your head up and down in an attempt to take all of him down your throat, but he was too big. The sloppy blowjob you were giving Bakugou made him see stars as he gripped the sheets harshly. As you bobbed your head you licked his slit, which made him lose control. Now he kneeled hovering above you as you lie on your back as he fucked your throat, moaning and growling very loudly, you would be worried that others might hear if you were thinking straight, but all you could think about now was Bakugou, your mate. You held on his thighs as he kept fucking your mouth, you could feel him twitching in your mouth, signaling that he was about to cum. “Y/N I’m close, just a bit more! Nnng, ah– I’m cumming I’m cumm–” Bakugou groaned and growled as he released his cum in your mouth. He held your head as close as he can as you felt his semen slide down your throat, while some dripped outside your mouth. He pulled away after cumming and tried to catch his breath as you gathered all his cum in your mouth to swallow it. His cum was very warm, burning almost, and thick and slightly bitter. Bakugou was in shock when he saw you swallow it, almost scolding you in panic to spit it out. You giggled and pulled him on top of you as you lay down “I’m ready Bakugou, be gentle okay?” Bakugou kissed you briefly “I will” He first fingered you with two fingers, scissoring to make sure you could take him. You held on to his neck as you moaned sweetly for him. He pulled his fingers, sucked on it, then positioned his cock on your entrance. He rubbed his tip on your clit, earning a whimper from the both of you, when he finally pushed in your entrance. You both gasped in pleasure when he entered you, slowly piercing through your tight opening. “A-ah! Bakugou wai– too big!” Bakugou kissed you passionately to distract you from the slight pain, and his fingers went in between the two of you to rub your clit. Slowly but surely he bottomed in, his balls flush against your ass, as you both breathed heavily. He kissed you for a while, and continued rubbing your clit before he felt that you were ready. He slowly moved in and out, feeling your walls throb around his cock. He slowly went faster, and you wrapped your legs around him as you gripped the sheets.
You moaned very loud as Bakugou groaned and purred. His attention went to your breasts as he sucked on one of your nipples while he teased the other with his fingers, tweaking and twisting it gently. All that could be heard in the room was your moaning, Bakugou’s groaning, and the lewd sound of wetness and skin to skin. Bakugou was becoming feral with his pace, and you had no trouble keeping up with your wet pussy, all you could feel was pleasure, the pain long gone. “P-present yourself” Bakugou growled. You had an idea of what he meant so you lifted your head to present your neck. He bit the crook of your neck, marking you as his. He remained connected to your neck as his pace got faster, hitting your sweet spot over and over, making you see stars. You felt his cock twitching inside you indicating that he was close, but you also felt something getting bigger. “B-Bakugou w-Ah–! Whats t-that nnggg ah!” You felt it getting bigger and bigger, the stretch giving you painful pleasure. “My knot, take it mate. T-take mnng! Take my knot!” It's gotten so big to the point that he couldn’t pull out anymore, just grinding and going back and forth in your pussy. Both of you were moaning loudly “Y-Y/N T-Take it–Take it all–Fuck I- I’m close! I love you I love you I love–” You felt his hot breath fan near your ear as he whispered it to you. You can feel the familiar build up in your stomach and you knew that you were close too. “I-I’m cumming Bakugou! I’m cumming ah–! I-I love you” As if a rubber just snapped, you felt your release all over your body, giving you mind numbing pleasure as you arched your back and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Bakugou kept humping you and bit your bond mark again as he came, growling loudly as you felt hot ropes of cum paint your walls white. He felt your walls throbbing, only to push him further and cum more. You were both a panting sweating moaning mess as you both rode your high. You both tried to calm down as you kissed each other sweetly. You attempted to pull away to clean up, only to find that you can’t. “We’ll wait. Can’t take it out yet.” He told you how his knot will deflate after a couple of minutes, and how its kept there to keep his semen inside you, making you feel hot all over. He laid down on you and his weight on you was comforting. The silence felt peaceful and everything just felt right. After a few minutes, while you were stroking his hair, he pulled out as his knot deflated and his cum slowly poured out your slit, only for him to gather it and push it back in you using his fingers. He kissed you again and you both cleaned each other in a soft and sweet domestic atmosphere. You also opted to replace the bed sheets since it was covered in both your fluids. As you both lay down, your head tucked under Bakugou’s chin as he protectively cuddled you, his tail covering your legs, you really couldn’t ask for more. 
“I love you”
“I love you too”
The following day a strange but warm atmosphere came upon you and Bakugou, it felt very domestic. As you both were sitting on the edge of the room, overseeing the garden, he told you how it wasn’t even his heat yet, he was just preparing you for when the time comes, and when the time comes he’ll be even more…aggressive, which made him and you blush shyly. As you both watch the sky change colors to a beautiful pink, orange, and red as the day ends, you rest your head on Bakugou’s shoulder, as he rested his head on yours. With both your hands holding onto each other you thought about how cute it would be to see little you and Bakugous running around the garden. 
As you thought about your future with Bakugou, you closed your eyes and smiled.
A/N: andd thats it!! Thank you all for being with me during this series. I love you all!! The love and support y’all have shown really means a lot to me its literally insane to think about how others enjoy the story that i created yall are really cool thank u so much. Again, this is the last part but im still open to creating some stuff about this in the future so feel free to ask! Hope to see yall again in the next one!
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moonbeamwritings · 1 year
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an ice skating date with bakugou
pairing: pro-hero!katsuki bakugou x gn!reader
wc: 910
warnings: none
← prev. date
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“See?” Katsuki grumbles, jerking his head in the direction of the ice as he laces up his skates. “Even those damn brats are doing it. What’re you so worried about?”
Little kids scoot along the perimeter of the ice, clad in puffy coats and cozy mittens with gap-toothed grins on their faces. With a parent’s hand in their own, they seem almost unstoppable as they skate. Maybe Katsuki’s right — if they could do it with a little bit of help, then so could you.
You start to lace up your own skates with a gentle sigh and a shy smile. “I guess you’re right.”
Katsuki moves to kneel in front of you, tying up your left skate. Piercing vermillion eyes meets yours, a sly smirk on his lips. “Of course I’m right.”
You roll your eyes, pulling your gloves down over your hands.
He taps the side of your knee to get your attention, his voice uncharacteristically soft as he tells you, “I won’t let you fall, dummy.”
Moving to stand, you reach out to weave his fingers between yours, giving them a tight squeeze. “You better not.”
The first few glides along the ice are less than graceful, to say the least. Your knees wobble as you try to find your footing, Katsuki’s hand in yours. You both almost lose your balance more than once, but as you round the first curve, neither of you has taken your first tumble.
“If you’re not careful,” he warns lowly, “you’re gonna take my damn hand off.”
“I’m sorry. Forgive me if I don’t wanna fall.”
“Well, I already told you that-”
A child whizzes by, narrowly missing Katsuki’s shoulder, and the momentum of it sends his butt to the ice. You almost stumble and fall yourself, but you manage to catch yourself at the last second.
You can’t help the giggle that breaks through the hand covering your mouth, his confident act entirely shattered now that he’s been the first to fall. And, god, if looks could kill. Through gritted teeth, Katsuki warns you, “’S not funny.”
“It is a little funny,” you reason, offering him your free hand to take. When he does, you pull him to his feet and do your best to steady him. His arms flail for a brief moment before he settles. “C’mon, big guy. Let’s keep going.”
When you pick up a rhythm again, you catch his pout out of the corner of your eye. “What? What is it?”
He grumbles, something low that he muffles behind the thick fabric of his scarf.
You lean a little closer, “What?”
“Didn’t even ask if I was okay.”
Katsuki Bakugou is a lot of things — driven, maybe a little abrasive, talented — but, he was also, without a doubt, a huge baby.
“Aww, ‘m sorry. Are you okay?”
He rolls his eyes, telling you to “just forget it,” but you don’t miss the rosy pink of his cheeks where they peek out from behind his scarf.
What began as a promise to keep you from falling, quickly becomes a mission to protect Katsuki’s ego as you desperately try to keep him steady on his feet, and you’re not doing a very good job of accomplishing it. Katsuki falls more times than you can count. No matter how firmly you grip his hands or how gently you move, there’s nothing that can halt the marriage between Katsuki’s butt and the cold, hard ice. 
All the while, you haven’t fallen. Not even once.
Sensing his mounting frustration, you haul him from the ice once more. “We’ll do one more loop, and then we’ll get some hot chocolate. How’s that sound?”
He nods resolutely, this time determined to make it around without falling. “Sure.”
So far so good — you round the first curve and then the second, and he remains firmly on his skates. It’s not until you reach the last straightaway, the door to the rink just within your grasp, that you feel it.
A slight wobble, a tiny bit of instability and suddenly you’re hitting the ice, Katsuki’s giant body falling on top of yours, squishing you beneath him. You take a moment to wince, recovering from the shock of falling (and being flattened by a giant pro-hero) before you stuff a laugh into the crook of his neck. Katsuki’s body shakes above yours, a small chuckle morphing into a cackle as your laughter encourages his own.
He cradles the back of your head in his hand. His fingers are cold where they rest against your hair. The ghost of a laugh lingers on his lips. “Who’s shitty idea was this?”
“Yours,” you pointedly remind him. “One hundred percent your idea. I’m not taking credit for this.”
Katsuki presses his freezing nose into your cheek and mumbles, “’M still blamin’ you.”
You click your tongue and roll your eyes. “Oh shut up. Get off me ya big lug. We have hot cocoa to drink.”
In the most graceful maneuver he’s managed all night, Katsuki tugs you up to your feet and leads you off the ice, a sigh of relief passing his lips as you finally make it back to less slippery ground.
Twenty minutes later, as you sit beneath a string of lights on a bench near the rink, Katsuki pulls you into a kiss that tastes like hot chocolate and whipped cream, fingers now warm as they press into your skin. When he pulls away, he can’t fight back his grin. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
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So here’s a thought: in the latest chapter; Kudo’s transfer causes Deku and Tomura to relive and mix memories of first meetings with/opening up to future friends. Considering how Kudo was the one who met with and reached out to Yoichi; do you suppose it’s possible we could see the rest of the transfers bring forth memories thematically relevant to the sacrificed OFA user? And if so, can we guess what these memories could be?
Hmm, it might be tough given how most of the OFA vestiges are...not the most fleshed out characters MHA's ever produced, but I’d like to take a crack at it.
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~En: memories of Danger & survival We’ll be going in the order I roughly think Deku will shoot the vestiges over, even if that means starting with some especially basic ones. (I'll also be avoiding memories they were both there for since they'd be uninteresting.) For the case of En, the most fearful of the group; that'll be a simple set of times these two were each in danger.
For Deku; that could mean facing Machia or Redestro, although I'd also love him to see some visions of heroes like Endeavor or Star & Stripe coming for his life as well. If he wants Tomura's perspective, he should get his perspective on heroes trying to kill him. And there's quite a few to pick for Tomura to see from Deku; the Zero-Point robot, Muscular, Muscular again, Lady Nagant, ...maybe Gentle?
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~Bruce: memories of loss & what comes after To keep things simple still, both of these are two moments (+ surrounding context) they each saw an ally die to a villain. The same villain: Overhaul.
Deku would get to see Overhaul kill Magne right in front of the League. Tomura would see him kill Sir Nighteye in front of his interns. Then as I theorized previously, we could get too see one or both of them experience the blended memory of beating fused Overhaul into the ground and taking his arms for great justice & greater revenge.
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~Nana: memories of family & allies (Also, since the effect should be pretty strong by now, and also because it's interesting, let's suppose they may start actually experiencing memories now instead of just playing them in the background.)
For Deku; Perfect as it may seem, it's a bit early to see the Shimuras, so this might instead mean seeing some lower stakes memories with the League. Maybe their training with Machia, maybe some early recruitment moments if that doesn't step on Kudo's thematically relevant memories. Really just check out @codenamesazanka's post here for some great ideas; with special mention going to Tomura sympathizing with Bakugou because he was chained up at the sports festival. I'd love for Deku to see Tomura directing his humanity to League members like Twice, but humanity directed towards Bakugou would be a great foot in Deku's door. (Which of course means the best thing for Deku to see each such kinds of Tomura's humanity, for Deku to compare.)
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For Tomura; Oh there's a plethora of choices for Class 1A hangout moments he could see. Although to be honest...I've not been the most invested in these moments, so I can't say which'd be most impactful for Tomura to see. I'm a villain fan, what can you expect?Although if I had to guess, knowing this series and whose memories we're talking about, it'll be something focused on Bakugou. Call it a hunch.
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(Though it'd be nice if we did get to see Inko again instead. And I'd laugh if this was how we got to see Deku's dad at long last.)
~Banjo: memories of…okay kind of struggling here since there’s not much to Banjo. Honestly think he might get stolen instead since his quirk's such a lifeline & Tomura could probably steel more than one quirk by the end of this. But if he does get launched; maybe he could cause…memories of friendship? Or of high emotions?
For Deku; that might mean seeing memories of the League working together, maybe in Daika. Or speaking of Daika, maybe it could be Shigaraki’s city destroying awakening. Or maybe the time the League got ambushed & restrained in their bar and Tomura yelled at All Might just how much he hates him.
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For Tomura; there are also quite a few of Deku’s memories that could qualify here. Maybe the fight with Muscular, maybe his 2nd fight with Bakugou, or maybe it could fittingly be the time Uraraka and Shinsou saved him from Banjo’s own quirk.
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~All Might/Toshinori: memories of (not) being rescued.
For Deku; I think this would go as I described in this post: a mixed memory of him rescuing Bakugou from the sludge villain combined with Tenko wandering the street; resulting in desperately trying to pull Bakugou out from the sludge for hours or days while people pass him in the street, until he finally drags sludge!Bakugou to the bridge to encounter AFO. If he wants Tomura's perspective and see what drove him to villainy, this one's a big part of that.
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For Shigaraki, this would be a far simpler memory; but an impactful one too I think. The meeting with All Might where Deku was told he can be a hero. How Tomura would respond to those words, I can’t be sure. Maybe it’d be as meaningful to him as it was to Deku. Perhaps he’ll dismiss the words as just an old dream he doesn’t care for any more, or acknowledge their meaninglessness coming from someone else’s memory. Or if I’m so lucky; maybe he’ll even think back on all the members of the League & other criminals looking to him to make the world they feel safe in and say to All Might “what do you think I’ve been doing?” (Probably not but I think it’d be cool. A guy can hope.)
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~Yoichi: memories of their origin.
For Deku; this would obviously be seeing the crying Tenko crying outside of his house because he was abused by his family. Maybe also the events earlier in that day seen in ch.235 too. This would lead to Deku attempting the thing quite a few readers see as the natural conclusion to this memory sharing; Deku reaching a hand out to save the crying child…and it won’t work. I mean duh; this is a memory. He can’t talk to or do anything for the past version of Tenko; all he can do is learn, all he can do is watch the deaths of the Shimuras transpire and hope he gets something out of it that’s worth losing all of OFA.
Although, if I may propose one interesting twist in this: I’ve been theorizing for a while now that AFO could’ve taken the Shimura family’s quirks and hidden them & their vestiges in Tomura. This wouldn’t be my favourite way to bring that up (I’d rather they first meet with Tomura instead); but suppose that allows Deku to talk to the Shimuras as he lives through Tenko’s last day with his family? Could at least be neat.
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And for Tomura; I can’t think of a more appropriate Origin-y chapter than chapter 1 page 1: Izuku getting bullied by Bakugou. Maybe they’ll also both be in the same place (we did suppose Deku would meet the crying child above after all), and Tenko could take the place of the kid young Izuku was protecting. I could see Tomura being quite moved by the image…before scoffing. Deku, his self-claimed ‘hero’ who’s been getting in his way and attacking his mind this whole time? Protecting him? And from Bakugou of all people, or anyone else Deku saw as a hero? Lol. Lmao even! Maybe if it was AFO; afraid Bakugou prevented something so convenient from happening though. But as far as Tomura's seen; Deku will save him from anyone & anything except the heroes who mean him harm. A bit like his mom & grandparents with Kotaro. But then maybe he could see Bakugou actually attack Deku, like really beating him up, and it could cause him to wonder…why? Why would Deku then forgive him? Rescue him? Work along side someone who’d treat him like that?
I don’t think any basic-arse heroic symbolism that hasn’t even reflected Tomura’s reality so far would really change his viewpoints or anything. But that question might nudge them. Might introduce the idea that the worst, most powerful people with no big incentive to change, can do so anyway. So maybe, just maybe, Tomura doesn't need to kill them and wash their influence clear as the only way forward for his villainous ilk.
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lou-struck · 5 months
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A F*ckin Cold Picnic
Katsuki Bakugou x reader
Flufftober Day 8: Picnic
WC: 1.5k
~ Katsuki Bakugou hates the cold, but when you ask him to go out on a picnic date so damn eagerly, he finds himself unable to say no. 
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The Weather Channel has been calling it the last truly warm day of the year. After weeks of razor-cold winds and dreary skies, the sun has managed to peek through the clouds and both physically and metaphorically brighten your day.
This sudden ‘Autumnal Warmth’ has the cogs in your romanticized little brain turning as you wonder what you and the still-resting Katsuki Bakugou can do to really make the most of it. The spiky blond-haired hero you are lucky enough to call yours had gotten off of patrol early this morning and had completely slept through breakfast. So whatever it is you end up doing, it better involve food. 
The last time Katsuki got hangry during a date, it did not end well… 
Turning off the television, you walk over to your massive apartment window and look out at the world around you. Gone are the far-off splotches of lush greenery as the leaves flush eye-catching shades of Saffron and Crimson. As beautiful as they are, there is something sardonic about the changing leaves, only showing these pigments for maybe a week or two longer before they fall away, leaving only the twisting trunks and spindly branches in their wake. 
The most heartbreaking example of this has to be the practically ancient maple tree in the park across town. In the summer, its full branches provided the two of you with a generous patch of shade on its hilltop overlooking the lake. The thought of the thousands of flame-shaped leaves falling away into nothingness makes your heart ache and spurs you to come to a decision. 
You and Katsuki will just have to head over there and have a nice little picnic on that hilltop. 
In your excitement, you excitedly tap on the window pane. The sunlight makes the glass feel warm under your palm, and as you pull away, you see the unsightly imprint of your hand on the glass.
But you can clean that up later. After all, you have a picnic basket to pack!
~
You had just twisted the lip of your plaid printed thermos when you see Katsuki leaning against the doorway. His hair is a bit rustled, and his cheeks are full of color after a nice rest. But the thick oatmeal-colored cable knit sweater he has on makes him look quite cozy. 
“Morning,” you say as he walks over to you with a peaceful expression on his face. Eagerly, you wrap your arms around him and press your face into the comfy sweater, enjoying the heat radiating off of Katsuki’s body and the sweet smell of nitroglycerin that wafts around him.
It’s cute that his quirk makes him smell like a candle you would buy at Bath and Body Works.
“It’s not morning anymore.” he chuckles, the sound rumbling deep in his chest as soft lips gently kiss the top of your head.
“What’s with the basket?” He asks, his hand reaching over to peak underneath the clasped lid at all the goodies inside. But you can’t let him see everything yet. You are a creature of surprise, after all.
“Our Lunch.” You cheese, innocently swatting his calloused palm away from the meal you had spent the last two hours preparing. “I thought we could have a picnic today. Since it’s so bright outside.”
“Outside?” Your smile is eager as you watch his blood-red eyes dart between you and the window. “Like hell we are.”
“What? Why not? It’s sunny outside.” You quip back defensively. Does he not see the brightness in the world around him?
“Just because it’s sunny outside doesn’t mean it’s warm, dumbass,” he replies, crossing his arms in defiance. “There is no way in hell I’ll be eating outside today.”
Your jaw clenches as you match his stance, narrowing your gaze as you enter the playful battle of wills.
“We’ll see about that…”
~
The wind blows through your hair as you make your way up the hilltop. A few leaves spiral gently past your face as Katsuki follows a few steps behind, hauling your slightly overpacked picnic basket with ease. 
The sunlight feels amazing on your skin as you walk, the picnic blanket rolled up neatly under your arm, just waiting to be spread out on the still-green grass. 
You reach the top and stare up into the beloved maple tree. Sunlight pierces through the molten amber canopy of leaves, tinting the shade. “See? I told you it was nice out here.” you beam, looking back at Katsuki, who is just as awestruck by the display as you are. 
“It looks pretty damn cool.” he shrugs, taking a step back so you can unroll your thick picnic blanket. “but I would appreciate it a lot more if I could eat somethin.”
The irritated twinge and his voice tells you that he’s getting a bit hangry, so you hold off on uttering your favorite words that dance on the tip of your tongue. 
“I told you so.”
“Let’s eat then,” you say instead, gently prying the wicker basket from his strong grip. He sits down curiously as you unload its contents. You see the way his gaze lingers on each item as you unload it out of the bag. 
“Damn, how did you manage to get all that shit inside such a little basket?” he asks watching as you reach for the last few items, napkins, sandwiches, cute fruit, and a large thermos filled to the brim with still-steaming hot apple cider. 
You wrap your fingers around the plaid cylinder and immediately notice an uncomfortable stickiness to it that makes your skin crawl. You pull it out and see that a bit of cider must’ve stuck to the outside when you were pouring it. 
You reach your hand over to the napkins when suddenly, a strong gust of wind slices through the hilltop. Chilling you to the bone and sending the napkins flying away. 
Your teeth chatter and goosebumps buzz over your underdressed arms. “Damn, that wind cuts like a knife.” 
Wordlessly, Katsuki springs to his feet and rushes off after the napkins, but you detect a look akin to smugness on his face as he moves further away. 
The gusts of wind continue to freeze you as thick clouds cover the sun. The summer-equ warmth from just moments ago seems like a distant memory now. Dozens of leaves are shaken from the trees covering your picnic blanket, which thrashes violently in the corners. 
Out of the corner of your eye, you see Katsuki coming up the hill, the napkins safe and secure in his grip. His sweater looks much warmer than your thin one, and you look on in envy. He hands one to you, and as he takes in your shivering form, his lips curl upwards into a smug smirk. 
It’s insufferable…
God, you love him…
“Are you warm enough over the sweetheart?”
“I’m…fin~” You lose your words as you are practically body slammed by another freezing gust of wind. 
“Yeah, sounds like it,” he says, sitting back down on the blanket. He reaches for one of the cutlet sandwiches you had packed and stares you down. It’s another one of those beloved battles of wills the two of you are constantly engaging in. 
But you won’t give in to the cold. 
Katsuki Bakugo may be stubborn, but so are you, and there is no way you are going to tell him that he was right.
And more importantly, you were wrong.
He slowly unwraps the newspaper wrapping and takes a bite. Ignore the biting wind that surrounds the two of you. You’re uncomfortable, but you know that he hates the cold, too, especially with his quirk. 
You have to act like you’re fine. You reach for the thermos and wipe it off with the napkins, taking a deep swig from the inside. The still-hot apple cider doing little to warm your stomach. 
“How ya doing over there?” he asks as another gust of wind makes your shoulder shudder. “Nice and warm?”
“A-absolutely. I’ve never been better.” 
It’s a lie, and you both know it. He looks at you intently, crimson eyes boring into your very soul. Practically tempting you to give in and tell him that you are miserable. 
It’s the first of many droplets of rain that landing on your arm that sets you over the edge. 
“Katsuki.” you sigh, your shoulder drooping in defeat as the rain begins to fall from the sky. “It’s cold out here.”
“Damn right it is,” he says, springing to his feet and swiftly starting to repack your picnic lunch. It’s his own way of saying I told you so, but it’s far more endearing. “Let’s get outta here.”
“Say less,” You curl into his side and let your picnic blanket drag behind you, ready to eat your lunch in the warmth of the car. 
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deartouya · 1 year
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THE SUN ON YOUR SKIN — BAKUGOU
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✶ summary: katsuki's always loved nature and being outside, an activity which is only made better in your company.
✶ pairing: pro hero!katsuki bakugou x gn!reader
✶ word count: 1k
✶ warnings: mentions of food/eating, incredibly self-indulgent. i started thinking about katsuki + nature and how he likes the sun and hiking and it made me so !! and i wrote this <3. i've been writing this for like. four months and still kinda hate it so. i'm sorry.
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The air’s getting colder as you move deeper into the forest, the sun barely dipping from behind the trees and autumn just starting to melt into winter—the smell of it, crisp and sharp, heavy in the air. You’ve made it past the hardest part, past the uneven and sun-bleached rocks at the base of the trail and the path studded with hooked roots and shallow holes. This will probably be your last hike of the year, and you can barely keep yourself awake for it.
The ground grinds beneath your boots, brittle leaves and frost bitten earth a sign of the impending season change. You’re deep in the forest now, the tangy scent of dirt and the freshness of pine heavy and thick in the air. It’s nice—quiet, content: nothing but you, Katsuki, and the distant sounds of birds.
The sun has started to rise, slinking from behind the shadow of the mountain and casting the forest in soft warmth. Lush greenery brushes against your knees, curling around your ankles as you lead Katsuki up the path.
You scrub fruitlessly at your face, tucking your now empty thermos back in your backpack, “I was hoping that’d wake me up a bit before we reached the peak.” You sound annoyed, huffy, and you can hear Katsuki tsk from behind you.
He scoffs, shoulder knocking against your own, “maybe if you’d slept on the way here like I told ‘ya too, you’d me more coherent.” Despite the roughness, despite the way his fingers pinch at your hip, he hands you his thermos—warm between your palms and catered to your tastes. “Now stop your complainin’. Nearly at the end of the trail.”
You smile, leaning into the hand he smooths across your back as you tuck his thermos back in his bag, “thank you, Ki.”
He stays beside you this time, the broad expanse of a palm pressed into your back as you fall back into step. Katsuki likes this more than he’d ever admit, taking time away from the agency to spend with you. Even as he has to hover behind you and catch you when you trip and let you drink over half of his thermos because you drank yours before the first mile. He likes taking care of you, of having you rely on him.
“We’re nearly there, dummy,” he nudges you again, “we’ll eat that piss poor lunch you made then head back down.” 
You gasp, loud and exaggerated, and halt the both of you in the middle of the trail, “how dare you! I go out of my way to make you sandwiches and you insult my effort! We’ll see if I ever cook for you again, you jerk.” 
Katsuki grins wider when you huff, arms crossing tight across your chest. It grows even more when you're caught under his arm, tugged against his side as you continue to sigh petulantly. “Awww, I’m sorry, baby, I’m sure your sandwiches will be fine—can't be worse than some of the shit half and half tries to cook.” 
It’s a half-compliment at most, but it makes the faux annoyance slip off your face and let him tug you along with him. Content and quiet as you make the rest of the climb. He doesn’t let you slip away from him, keeping a steadying hand on your hips or shoulders, a soft and comforting weight. His hand slips into yours, fingers weaving tight as he guides you up the last of the trail. 
Your legs have just begun to ache when the path finally opens up, revealing the rocky ledge and sprawling trees before it. The perfect place to settle down and eat and watch as the sun settles in the sky. Though, you don’t end up doing much sight-seeing once he settles beside you. 
Katsuki reminds you so wholly of the sun—warm and bright and all-consuming.  
You think he looks best in it, when he’s nestled somewhere beautiful, when he’s surrounded by light and warmth and the smell of the trees. He looks most himself surrounded by beautiful things and with the sun on his skin.
He can feel the weight of your eyes, heavy on him as he peels a pair of oranges. His fingers are gentle, prying thick peels away from soft fruit, and his eyes are sharp and focused. It’s sweet. Sweeter than the juice that runs down his forearms, making him scrunch his nose in annoyance. 
Katsuki huffs when he finally acknowledges your staring, the corners of his lips twitching as he suppresses a smile, “tch, you done starin’ now?” He doesn’t let you answer though, hand tugging impatiently on your own, “c’mere.” 
You let him pull you into his side, tucked beneath a heavy arm and head cradled against his collar. Let him hand feed you slices of fruit, soft and tangy on your tongue. He smells nice, cloying yet sharp—the overwhelming scent of smoke and the sweetness of cologne. It fits him, you think, something that takes root in your chest and pulls. A smell that you can always sense—sweet and dark and him it makes you dizzy. 
Katsuki lifts your hand to his lips, placing a soft kiss across your knuckles. You're sticky with juice and sweat but he doesn’t seem to mind. He holds you, fingers intertwined, tight against his chest as he watches you, “thank you.” 
You hum, high and questioning, as you rake a hand through his bangs. He chases the touch, lips skimming the thin skin of your wrist, “for what?” 
“Comin’ with me today.” It’s more than that, you can see it in the softness of his eyes and the way he lets himself smile—unabashedly adoring and syrupy sweet. 
“Don’t need to thank me, Katsuki.” You’re silent for a beat, eyes soft and adoring before something clicks. Then, you grin and he can feel himself preparing to groan. “But, I think you should carry me on the way down this time. Y’know as a thank you.” 
He laughs, a sharp scoff that devolves into something easier, eyes bright as a hand comes to ruffle your hair, “in your dreams, dumbass.” 
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giggly-squiggily · 4 months
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Babysitter's Guide To Watching Eri (My Hero Academia)
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Heyo! This is a gift for the ever amazing @thatbigbisexual29 A while back we were talking about Bakugou and Eri and how cute they'd be as a duo, and thus; this fic has been born! This is pretty self indulgent and likely OOC but who cares- it's Bakugou and Eri! I hope y'all like it! :D
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Summary: In an unexpected turn of events, Bakugou is tasked with babysitting Eri for the day.
When it came to looking after Eri, a few faces immediately came to mind.
First of course was Mirio. The kind hearted hero adored the girl and would bend over backwards to entertain her whenever Aizawa and Mic had hero work to attend to. It didn’t matter what was going on- he was ready to rush over and play whenever needed.
The next was Midoriya. If Mirio was busy or they simply desired another playmate, they’d grab the freckled boy from his studies and invite him over. He’d run through the door with a proud “I am here!” that left Eri squealing in glee and Mirio chucking at how into his role he got for the little girl.
There were others; Nejiri who was always down to play dress up and princess tea party with Eri; Shinsou who helped her with her drawings and watched movies with her; and the U-A girls like Uraraka and Tsuyu who always took her to fun places like the space zone or the aquarium, pointing out cool things and treating her to snacks.
Alas- none of those options were available today for Eri. Mirio and Nejire had work, Midoriya and the girls were finishing their internships, and Shinsou was in extra classes for the hero course. Things were rather…tense as the realization hit them.
“What are we gonna do? We can’t bring her with us during our patrol!” Mic was pacing around the room back and forth in thought, just barely avoiding pulling out his hair. “And all the pro’s are busy- oh man why of all the days!”
“We’ll figure it out. We just need to find someone on short notice.” Aizawa slumped forward in his seat, trying to think. Who was available with no plans today? “Yaoyorozu maybe?”
“Yeah! No…wait- Midnight needed her.” Mic deflated. “Oh! What about Tokoyami?”
“Hawks.” They said at the same time, shaking their heads. “Nearly all the students are being taken up for missions right now- it’s not fair to expect them to bail for our sake. What do we do…” Mic doubled over the desk, holding his head.
Just then- an answer walked through the door.
“Hey- Mr. Aizawa, Best Jeanist texted. He said he wouldn’t be able to take me with him today- some emergency came up.” Bakugou knocked before poking his head through the door, looking a bit disgruntled. “Should I see if Endeavor needs more hands?”
Aizawa and Mic looked at eachother.
“Endeavor has plenty of hands.” Aizawa spoke, finalizing their decision. “However, we do need a favor…”
~~~
A babysitter job. Him- babysitting!
Good grief.
“Okay- here’s everything she’ll need. Eri’s fairly independent, so really the only thing you need to do is entertain her while we’re gone.” Mic had handed him a whole list- A LIST! Of things Eri liked. Everything from her favorite toys to her favorite drinks and snacks- all the movies she loved and games she usually played, etc. etc.
“We should be back a little after lunchtime so if you could take care of that; we have pre-made meals in the fridge, you just need to heat them up. Oh- and careful with the microwave; we don’t know what happened but it’s acting weird. Try not to hit any odd numbers, kay?”
“Odd numbers-wait; how long did you say?” Bakugou stammered as Mic bounced out the door, putting on his hero face. “Is this an all day thing?”
“Is that a problem?” Aizawa raised a brow. “Do you have anything planned today?”
“Well…no, I just…I’m not-” Bakugou waved his arms, feeling a bit helpless. “I’m not exactly great with kids.”
Aizawa softened, reaching out and patting Bakugou’s shoulder. “From what I’ve heard, you did fine with the kids during your remedial classes.”
“That’s only because they were a bunch of snot nosed brats. Plus I had help” Bakugou grumbled.
“That was a bunch of kids. This is Eri- the farthest thing from a brat.” Aizawa squeezed his arm before pulling back, adjusting his scarf. “She’s a good girl and doesn’t need much. Try not to scare her. You know how you can be.”
“I’m not-” Bakugou growled, then snapped his mouth shut when he realized he was proving Aizawa’s point. “Fine. I’ll be…gentle.”
“Thank you again, Bakugou. We truly appreciate it.” Aizawa nodded before heading out, officially leaving Eri in the teen’s care.
“...Heh. Okay, squirt- where do we even-” Bakugou turned to face her but found…nothing. She was nowhere to be seen. “Eri? Hey, where are you?”
Poking his head down the hall, he found her hiding behind a door frame, peeking at him. “You good, kid?”
Eri seemed…scared. Bakugou winced at himself; he hadn’t even talked to her today yet and he already scared her. Sighing, he squatted down to her level, offering a hand. “Look- I know I seem scary, but I promise I’m not gonna yell at you. Whatever you want to do today, we can do, alright?”
The girl seemed to relax some, her expression still nervous. Slowly, she crept towards him, little hands folded on her chest as she looked at her feet. “Sorry…”
“Huh? Why are you apologizing?” She winced at his tone. He internally punched himself. “Er-sorry. Why are you apologizing? You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“You have to watch me. I ruined your day.” She sounded close to tears. Bakugou felt his chest hurt. Did she hear him calling after Mic?
“No, no kid- you didn’t ruin anything. My day hasn’t even started yet.” With some hesitation, he reached out and patted her head, making her look up. “If you heard me talking to your papa, it wasn’t anything bad about you, I swear. I just don’t know how to…” he waved a hand between them, shrugging in such a manner that he got a smile. “But we can figure this out. We can play whatever you want- including…” He looked at the list, wincing. “Fairy Princess Ball.”
Eri giggled, her nerves easing away as she bounced up to him. “I love that game! But I always play it with Neji. I want to play something else.”
“Sure kid, let’s see.” Bakugou looked at the list once more, but Eri put her hands over it, pushing it down with a headshake.
“No list! I want to play something new.” She looked up at him, eyes dancing. “Something you came up with…erm…”
“Bakugou.” He gave her his name, watching her light up. “But I guess Katsuki is fine if  you want.”
“Ba…Baku..” She stammered on the words, then she looked at him. “Kacchy.”
“Close enough.”
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“Ahoy my crew! We’re approaching deadly waters!” Eri cried from her pillow fort on the couch, holding a circular cushion in her small hands like a steering wheel. “They say a mean old sea monster lives here- we must be careful!”
“Oi who you calling old-er I mean…Grrrrrrr!” Eri giggled at the growling heard beneath a nearby blue blanket, slowly getting closer and closer to her “ship”. Behind her, her crew of squishmellows sat aligned, all dressed in pirate outfits and ready to assist.
“Do you hear that? It’s getting closer!” Eri looked around, pushing up her pirate hat as she searched for the monster. “Let’s turn to-”
“ROAR!” Bakugou shot from the blanket, a dragon hat on his head as he raised his arms high. Eri squealed, falling back in her pillows with a giggly shriek. “I’m a sea monster! And I’m gonna eat your boat!”
“Noo! Quick- Yuki! Save us!” Eri chucked her nearest Squishmellow at him, watching it bounce off his chest harmlessly. Bakugou flailed backwards anyway, pretending to be hit. “Go, go!”
“Gah! No! Not the dreaded squish!” He cried out as she assaulted him with squishmellow after squishmellow, finally jumping on him when she ran out. “Ah! No! It’s the Pirate Princess Eri!”
“That’s right! And I’m gonna take you out, Mr. Sea Monster! Take THIS!” She shot her hands out, scribbling them all over his belly with reckless abandon.
“AH! Ahehahahahhaa! Whahahahit- wahahhhahait I didiihihihihn’t agrehehehehehehehee to thihihihihiihs!” Bakugou spasmed with a yelp, not at all prepared for such acts! Semi buried beneath squishmellows, the blonde laughed and squirmed, fighting the urge to curse in front of Eri. “Ehahhhahahhaha, you brahhahahahhat! This ihihhihihihisn’t fahahahhahair!”
“He he he! Looks like you’re no match for the great Eri-EHH!” The little girl squealed when Bakugou suddenly lunged, gathering her up and gently tickling her back. “Ahehahahahahahahaha! Kahahhaahahahchy!”
“Who’s Kacchy? I’m the dreadful sea monster, remember? Forget eating your ship, I’m gonna eat YOU!” He roared playfully as he carried on tickling her, making Eri squeal and kick in glee. “I’m gonna roll you in flour, bake you and then eat you up bones and all!”
“Ahehahhhahahhaa! Nohohohoohohohoo!” Eri rolled out of his arms, running for her boat. “Stahhahay awhawhhahahay!” She squealed through her giggles as she grabbed her squishmellow, smacking him with it. “Tahhake that!”
“Oh, it is ON!” He grabbed the smallest squish he could find, lightly swatting back at her as she laughed herself silly. For someone so small, she sure could pack a hit!
RIIIIIP!
“Oh no!” Eri cried, freezing Bakugou in his spot. The squishmellow she was using to attack had suddenly ripped open- a huge gaping hole in the side. Stuffing rolled down the couch, littering the floor. “Yuki…”
Yuki…oh shit. That was one of her favorite toys from the list.
“Oh man, kid…” Bakugou paled upon looking at the mess. Eri’s eyes filled with tears.
Bakugou looked at her, then at the toy. Then he sighed, pulling off the dragon hat.
“No tears, Doctor Eri. We have a patient to fix.” He announced, making her look up. “Hang on- I have something that can fix Yuki.
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“I didn’t know you could sew!” Eri sat wide eyed as she watched Bakugou carefully stitch back up her toy, his handiwork slow but consistent. “Where’d you learn that?”
“A hero has tons of tricks.” Bakugou grinned at her, pushing the fallen stuffing back in as he went along. “My parents are in the fashion business. My dad makes clothes while my mom models them. I helped them out a few summers- mainly just taking care of rips and tears in the clothes.”
“Wow…” Eri leaned into her hands, taking it all in. “Papa…he got me Yuki as a present when I first started living here.”
Ah. That made sense why the plush was so faded. It also explained Eri’s reaction. “Did he now?”
“Mm-hm! He came home with it one day- told me it was a present for my birthday!” Eri smiled at the memory, cheeks flushing with fondness for her adoptive parents. “It wasn’t really my birthday, but it was the first real gift from Daddy and Papa- I love it very much.”
Bakugou didn’t have much to say about that, finishing off the last stitch before puffing Yuki up some. “There we go. Good as new- er; minus the big scar.”
Eri practically tackled him, hugging his arm with a teary grin. “Thank you, Kacchy. And I don’t mind the scar. All the people I love have them.”
That’s when he realized she was looking at him too, at the faded scars along his bicep.
“Heh, I guess they do.” He laughed through a thick voice.
~~~
“Alright- let’s see…which one kid?” Bakugou presented both meals to Eri, watching her look each one over. It was around the afternoon when he got a text from Aizawa; turns out they weren’t gonna be back until late that evening; meaning it was up to Bakugou to prepare her meal.
“Hmm…this one!” She pointed, pleased with her decision. Bakugou nodded, putting the other away before popping the pre-made meal into the microwave. “Daddy makes the best food!”
“He does.” Bakugou agreed, knowing just how good Aizawa was as a cook. “He once made-”
The microwave beeped and shook. Bakugou paled upon realizing his mistake.
Don’t press any of the odd buttons!
“ERI MOVE!” Bakugou ran at her, gathering her up and leaping just as the microwave exploded. Glass and semi cooked food flew across the kitchen, the smell of smoke strong as the inside of the microwave sizzled. A small flame remained within.
Bakugou blinked, then he looked over Eri. Besides looking utterly shocked, she didn’t have any wounds or burns. Nodding, he quickly grabbed the fire extinguisher, putting out the remains of the microwave. Once done, he grabbed a wooden spoon and batted out the plug. “There. Eri, are you okay?”
The girl seemed stunned, wide eyed and shaky. Bakugou kneeled before her, voice gentle. “Eri?”
“Erm…yeah. I’m okay.” She nodded, shaking out of her shock as she met his eye. “What about you?”
“Nothing broken here. Sorry I blew up dinner.” He laughed some, looking back at the mess. “Er…want pizza?”
~~~ “And that is that.” Bakugou huffed as he and Eri flopped into the couch, fairly exhausted. The kitchen was clean once more, and a box of pizza with only the crust remaining laid on the coffee table. In the background, a movie with talking fish carried on. Eri insisted it was a great movie. If he were being honest, she was right. “What a day. Sorry I kinda messed everything up, kid.”
“What do you mean? I had so much fun today!” She smiled up at him, sleepy. “We played pirates and sea monsters, you fixed Yuki, and we got to eat pizza and watch movies! I’m glad you came today, Kacchy.”
Bakugou grinned, something warm setting in his chest as she scooted closer to him, lying against his side. “I’m sure Mirio or Deku would have been better.”
“Maybe. But you’re great in your own way.” She yawned, huffing some before closing her eyes. “Thanks for being here, Kacchy…I appreciate it…”
“Eri?” He looked down to find her sleeping with a happy smile on her face. Chuckling, he petted back her hair away from her peaceful expression.
“Glad to be there for you kid.”
Thanks for reading!
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polonium-snap · 8 months
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Bkdk plot bunnies pt 5
- Bkdk are already together and in 3rd year
- Todoroki, Deku, Bakugou, and Endeavor are chasing some villain and they split up (todoroki and Deku, Endeavor and Bakugou.
- Todoroki and Deku catch the villain and tell Endeavor
- “Bakugou has been hit by a civilians quirk by mistake.”
- “What?! Is Kacchan ok?!” Deku asked worriedly as Todoroki and him handed over the villain to the police
- “He’s fine, the quirk is not lethal but he’ll be…different for while” Endeavor explained “we’ll discuss this properly at my office”
- Deku, and Todoroki waited in Endeavor’s office, the former freaking out
- “What if it’s permanent? Endeavor said it was not lethal, but that doesn’t mean that I w-“
- Endeavor arrived to the office
- Behind Endeavor was Katsuki looking at them timidly “I-I’m sorry for worrying you I-Izuku…”
- That shocked Deku into silence and he looked at Endeavor with bafflement and waiting for an explanation.
- Endeavor sighed “The quirk is called ‘vulnerability break’ it makes the person emotionally vulnerable by being timid and unable to control their emotions, it won’t last more than a few days.”
- “Bakugou won’t like this once he’s back to normal” Todoroki said
- Unexpectedly Katsuki’s eyes filled with tears.
- “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you cry.” Todoroki said concerned.
- “Kacchan…” Deku approached Katsuki to calm him down.
- Endeavor sighed. “Take him back to the dorms and keep me updated on his condition”
- The group of three made their way to the dorms stopping at the door
- “Todoroki-kun, could you go in first and explain the situation?”
- Todoroki nodded and entered
- “I’m s-s-sorry for being a-an inconvenience….” Katsuki said shyly and a bit upset
- Izuku smiled encouragingly “Not at all Kacchan! I don’t mind, and I’m sure todoroki doesn’t either.” He said . “I’m sure you’d take care of me if I was in your shoes.”
- Katsuki looked away an blushed violently “I-I-I w-would…”
- Izuku almost died because of the cuteness of his boyfriend
- They entered the common room and were met by their classmates in the common room
- “Oi, Blasty! Is it true you got hit by a quirk?” Denki asked as the bakusquad sorrounded the now shy boy.
- “I d-did.” Katsuki stuttered, flabbergasted by the sudden attention
- “Oh my god, aren’t you the cutest?” Mina shrieked
- They continued their usual teasing, but Katsuki unlike usual was not telling them to shut up and looked uncomfortable
- Izuku got lowkey mad at Bakugou’s friends because they were teasing his boyfriend too much “Ok guys that’s enough.” He said unusually firm
- He took Bakugou to his room where they talked and Katsuki calmed down a little
- “I can go if you want, I imagine you want to be alone right now.” Izuku said
- “No!” Katsuki said loudly before blushing violently at his outburst “When I’m with you I feel more like myself.” This time he didn’t stutter but was still red
- Izuku literally almost had a heart attack because Katsuki usually was not as direct with his feelings “I-okay, I’ll stay then.”
- They slept in the bed together and shared a few kisses
- The next day they were in some joint exercise with help of the business course and Katsuki was paired up with some Piece Of Shit asshole
- “I can’t believe I’m seeing the great explosion murder or whatever being shy!” The man laughed and Katsuki blushed in embarrassment
- “Sh-sh-shut up…” was the meek response Katsuki was able to muster
- “….You know, you’re quite cute like this, why don’t we go out before you turn back into a ticking bomb.” The boy slid his hand off the wall and rested it on Katsuki’s waist who jumped and froze
- “I do- I don’t t-think that would b-be a good idea…” Bakugou said
- The asshole hasdthe gall to slide his hand lower, almost groping Katsuki’s ass
- The blonde squeaked, finally attracting the attention of Kirishima
- “Hey, dude stop!” The redhead said frowning and starting to make his way to Katsuki
- Before he could reach the blonde the offending student was slammed on the wall by green electric flashes
- “What exactly do you think you’re doing?!” Deku asked, his eyes bright green in rage
- “H-he wasn’t saying no!” The asshole struggled against Izuku’s iron grip
- Izuku looked about ready to start a fight “He was clearly uncomfortable you piece of sh-“
- “Come on, bro he looks like he understands, let’s not break out on a fight” Kirishima tried to defuse his classmates anger “he’s going to leave Bakugou alone, right?” The business course student raised his hands as if giving up
- Izuku turned around to check on his boyfriend who was shaking. Just as they started walking away
- “Slut wanted it anyway.” Said POS student
- This time there was no one to stop Izuku from throwing a punch yelling at the top of his lungs
- The next day Bakugou wakes up embarrassed but kind of turned on by Izuku’s protectiveness while Katsuki was affected by the quirk
- Izuku had a very nice weekend as his boyfriend who hated ‘owing people shit’ gave him a nice reward
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nohoney · 8 months
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okay but for the hunger games au imagine having to do the interviews after you and bakugou have won the games and that’s where bakugou finds out hawks monopolies his feelings towards you for sponsors.
i like this nonny, i like it a lot (¬‿¬ )
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“So what made you do it? Surely you volunteered your own life to be the male tribute to protect your fellow tribute?” The host presses Bakugou, “It’s not often that there are volunteers from the other districts in the games. The two of you are breaking a lot of firsts with us!”
The audience is cued to laugh and it only serves to make you more uncomfortable. You’ve stayed silent and pretty so far, unable to do anything more than speak a few words and give a polite smile. Truthfully you’re on a tranquilizer to keep you calm. You’ve been riddled with anxiety since the games so doctors had prescribed you medication to keep you calm.
It spikes though as you struggle to concentrate and you grab Bakugou’s arm, reaching out to him as an anchor to keep you in place.
“Oh! What’s this? How’s our little bird doing over there?”
It’s only more nerve wracking for them to put the focus on you. Thousands of eyes on you, judging the girl who broke the rules of the hunger games.
“Perhaps… there’s a certain romance of some sort between you?”
Bakugou’s face frowns and you can tell that he’s trying not to be embarrassed. He’s never been good with any type of sentimental feelings so to have him be confronted in front of an audience of strangers you knew would be a complete disaster. Without a doubt in your mind, he’s cursing all of them right now.
“We uh… we’ve always been friends. Since we were in our youngest grade,” you try to take attention off him, “lots of girls back in our district think he’s handsome. But Bakugou has always been really grumpy so no one could get close.”
The host leans in a little bit close to set his gaze on you. “No one except you? You were rather sentimental to your fellow tribute in the games. One would say that you were more than just friends. Your district victor Hawks, oh! The stories he told of the two of you growing up was just precious!”
Bakugou freezes, his mouth turning down in anger that he’s trying to suppress. The two of you have to look like victors but every surprise that comes around the corner leaves you fumbling. You keep your hold tight on him, squeezing your fingers to warn him not to lash out.
“You know what moment in the games really took our breath away? We’ll play it for the audience! It had our hearts in a chokehold and we just knew we couldn’t bare to see the two of you against one another!”
The room darkens and the screen flicker on.
You watch yourself on the screen, undressing during the games and shaking Bakugou awake. All you can remember was being sick but you don’t… you don’t remember this. Bakugou never said anything about what happened when you were ill. Only that you were a little loopy but he kept you down to rest. You’re in disbelief as you watch yourself on the screen, wanting to shut your eyes and believe that this was generated by their computers. The hunger games catches everything, from the very brutal to even the very rare calm moments, so this is real. Everyone has seen it… has seen you vulnerable but you don’t remember! They have it censored enough so that the audience can’t see anything but it’s still violating…
“Turn that off! Don’t you have any respect for her?!” Bakugou stands up from his seat. He’s visibly upset, more for you than himself. These damn games piss him off! This whole damn spectacle pisses him off and he wants to take you back home now.
The host is flippant, easily calming the audience at Bakugou’s outburst and signals to fade out the footage from the games. “Ah what a sweet moment. When Hawks started telling us your childhood memories, it touched our hearts. It earned you that medicine from the sponsors and saved her life!”
“What?” Bakugou is in disbelief at first before his anger starts to grow, “What?! Hawks!! I’ll kill you, you goddamn fuck-“
Bakugou’s mic cuts out and the live feed is interrupted, the camera’s capturing at the last second the male district victor lunging at the host.
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I love you: Part 1
//Warnings: Cursing. It’s Bakugou, what do you expect?//
//[f/b/f] = Favorite Breakfast Food//
~~~
You looked down at your duffel bag, multiple things packed in it.
Okay, I have my pajamas, a toothbrush, my phone charger, hiking shoes, clothes for the days we’re going to be there. You thought, mentally going through the things you had and still might need. Today was the day you were going to go on vacation with your two best friends, Eijiro Kirishima and Katsuki Bakugou. It had been a year since the Hero Gala the three of you had attended. You were now Pro Heroes, making your way to the top of the list.
Making sure that you didn’t need anything else, you zipped up your duffle bag, grabbed your phone and walked out of your house, making sure you had your keys. You set your duffle bag next to you as you sat on the front porch. Your phone started vibrating. You grabbed it and looked at the caller ID. A smile crossed your lips as you saw it was Bakugou who was calling. You clicked on the green answer button, pressing your phone to your ear.
“Hello?”
‘Hey, dumbass,’ Bakugou’s gruff voice answered. You smiled and chuckled.
“Hello to you to, Katsuki.” You said. You had a habit of calling people who were close to you or that you liked by their first names. Though it took them a while to get used to it, Bakugou and Kirishima really enjoyed it when you called them by their first names.
‘Yeah, yeah. We’re pulling up in a couple of seconds, so you better be ready to go.’ Bakugou said. You smiled.
“Way ahead of you, Katsuki. I’m already outside waiting. I have everything I need packed and ready to go.” You said. Bakugou hummed on the other end.
‘Hmm, you’re already waiting? Good. We’ll be out front in a sec.’ Bakugou said.
‘Is that them?’ A familiar voice asked. You could practically see Kirishima’s wide smile. Nothing could get his spirits down. Bakugou growled in the other end.
‘Of course it is! Who else would it be?’ Bakugou asked, hanging up the phone. You chuckled to yourself, shutting your phone off and putting it back in your pocket. You sighed and looked around you. The sky was clear, not a cloud to be seen. You looked at the ground and raised your hand. You willed the air to bend to your will with your Quirk. Your Quirk was called Elemental. It basically allowed you to control all the elements of nature, Water, Earth, Fire and Air. You could also control a little bit of metal as well. You moved your hand from side to side, watching as some leaves and some dandelion seeds moved with your movements.
Not only has it been a year since the Hero Gala, it’s also been a year since the League of Villains ambushed Bakugou, Kirishima and myself, kidnapping me. You thought. Their plan had been to take you back to Mustsfa and turn you into a Nomu. A mindless creature made for only one purpose; to cause chaos and death. With my Quirk, Shigaraki, the leader of the League of Villains, thought he would be unstoppable. Thanks to Bakugou and Kirishima, he didn’t get the chance. They rescued me before anything bad could happen.
The sound of car wheels on pavement caught you attention, pulling you out of your thoughts. You lowered your arm, the leaves and dandelion seeds dropping to the ground. You smiled and stood as the car came to a stop. Kirishima got out and walked over to you. He looked amazing. His hair was still red and spiky as ever. The only difference was, his hair was longer than it had been when he was in high school, now reaching his back in length. He was much more built as well, the black shirt he wore with the words ‘Red Riot’ on it fit his chest perfectly. He also wore some black shorts and some vans. Kirishima smiled as he approached you.
“Hey you! Man, it’s been a while. Come here.” He greeted. Kirishima pulled you into a hug, his arms wrapping around your waist. Kirishima rested his mouth against the spot where your shoulder and neck met. A blush came to your cheeks. Despite that, you smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, returning the hug. Kirishima sighed as he released you from the hug. “Mmm, sorry for the hug out of nowhere. I’ve just missed you a lot! I haven’t seen you since Graduation and, well, the Gala.” He said. You smiled and nodded.
“I’ve missed you to, Eijiro. It’s been a long while since we’ve seen each other. We’ve been hard at work since we’ve become Pro Heroes.” You said. Kirishima nodded.
“Yeah. How long ago was Graduation and the Gala? Like, a year ago. Being a Pro Hero doesn’t give you many breaks, huh?” He asked. Since graduation, Kirishima officially joined the FatGum Agency and took on the name, Red Riot, in remembrance of his favorite Pro Hero. You had joined the same Agency you had taken an Internship when you were a second year at UA. After spending at least two years with that Agency, you split from it and stared your own Hero Agency. Your Agency was dedicated to giving support to other Pro Heroes and supporting kids who developed Quirks similar to yours.
The sound of a car window rolling down caught both your and Kirishima’s attention. Bakugou was sitting in the passenger seat, his normal frown on his face.
“Hey, come on, we gotta get going and set everything up before it gets too dark.” Bakugou said. You smiled at the man.
“It’s good to see you to, Katsuki.” You said. Bakugou sent a smirk your way.
“Good to see you to, dumbass.” He said. You chuckled. Kirishima looked at you.
“Here, let me get your bag. I’ll put it in the back of the car. You can take the back seat.” He said, taking your duffle bag. You nodded.
“Alright.” You said. You walked over to the car and opened the back seat door, climbing in and buckling in. Bakugou glanced back at you.
“Been a lot time, roomie. How have you been?” He asked. You smiled and looked at Bakugou.
“I’ve been kept busy this past week. I teamed up with Midoriya and Shinso on a mission taking down a Villain group. It was a pretty rough task, but we got it done.” You said. Midoriya had reached his goal of becoming the Number 1 Pro Hero after All-Might retired. Bakugou was still pretty upset by that, even though he was the Number 2 Pro Hero, followed by Kirishima and Iida. Bakugou growled slightly.
“That damn nerd. I’m gonna surpass him one day! Even if I’m the Number 2 Pro, I’m gonna best him!” He growled. You chuckled.
“Sure, Katsuki. Keep working at it and I’m sure you’ll reach his level before long. You’ve gotten way stronger over the years, even your Quirk is stronger!” You complimented. Bakugou’s cheeks turned red at the compliment. He scoffed.
“Tch, s-shut up, dumbass. You’ve gotten stronger to. You’ve gotten way better at keeping your Quirk from taking control of you. I’m proud of you, or whatever.” He said. Kirishima opened the car door and got in the driver’s seat, buckling his seat belt. He looked back at you.
“We’re both proud of you, [Y/N],” he turned to face the road, putting the car into drive and driving away from your house. You had made sure to lock your door before you left. “You know, considering how strong you are, [Y/N], I’m honestly surprised you’re not the Number 1 Pro. Sure, Deku’s pretty strong, however, you can control all four Elements of Nature!” He said. You smiled.
“Thanks for the compliment, Eijiro. To be honest, I’m just happy that I’m in the top ten. Sitting at Number 6 isn’t that bad.” You said. The car descended into silence for a bit before Kirishima broke it.
“It’ll be a couple of hours before we get to the cabin. We could definitely stop for some breakfast,” He said. Considering the way his stomach growled, you took it that he hadn’t eaten breakfast yet. Kirishima hummed in delight at the thought of food. “Mmm, sounds soo good.” He said. You chuckled at the red head’s behavior.
Come to think of it, I also skipped breakfast as well, on accident. I was so busy making sure I had packed everything that I forgot to eat. You thought. Bakugou nodded, his elbow was propped up against the door, his hand supporting his chin. He glanced back at you.
“Hey, [Y/N], did you eat already?” He asked. You shook your head. Now that your body had acknowledged your lack of food, your stomach let out a growl of protest at not receiving food yet. Your cheeks flushed lightly and you chuckled.
“I was so busy making sure I had everything packed that I honestly didn’t think about breakfast.” You said. Bakugou hummed.
“Hmm. Alright. I didn’t eat either.” He said. Kirishima smiled.
“Alright, it’s settled then. We’ll grab some food on the way. It’ll be about an hour or so till we eat. Is that okay with you guys?” He asked. Bakugou nodded. 
“Yeah, it’s fine. Just focus on the road, Shitty Hair.” Bakugou growled. Kirishima chuckled. 
“Don’t worry. I’m a great driver. I’ll get us there safe and sound.” Kirishima said. A few moments of silence passed before Bakugou scoffed, 
“Tch. [Y/N] or I could just fly us there with our damn Quirks.” He said. You chuckled. 
“Yeah no. My Quirk can only handle so much weight,” you said. You looked at Bakugou and smiled. “Besides, half the fun of going on a vacation is a road trip.” You said. Bakugou looked back at you. 
“Sitting in a car for hours is fun?” He asked. Kirishima glanced at him then back at the road. 
“[Y/N]’s right. Sitting in the car with company can be fun. It’s what you make of it, really. Like, here,” Kirishima reached down and grabbed something, taking his eyes off of the road for a second. Bakugou glared at Kirishima. 
“Kirishima! I told you to keep your eyes on the damn road!” He growled. 
“I know, I know. Hold on,” Kirishima popped back up, holding a cord. He handed it to Bakugou. “Here. An Aux cord. Play some music for us.” He said, turning his eyes back to the road again. Bakugou sighed and took the cord. He took out his phone and plugged the cord in. 
“Yeah, sure.” Bakugou said. He turned on the radio and picked a song. It was a rock song, and it was honestly pretty good. You found yourself unconsciously bobbing your head to the beat. Kirishima smiled, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. 
“Oh dang, this song kind of slaps.” He said, chuckling. You nodded and looked at Bakugou. 
“Honestly, I had a feeling your taste of music would sound like this.” You said. Bakugou growled and glared back at you. 
“The hell is that supposed to mean, huh?” He asked. You chuckled. 
“Nothing, nothing. It just suits you.” You said. Kirishima smiled and looked at you in the mirror. 
“You like this song to, [Y/N]? It’s pretty catchy, isn’t it?” He asked. You nodded and smiled. “You can’t lie, Bakugou does have some pretty good taste,” he said. More silence followed. Kirishima glanced back at you in the mirror. “So, what have you been up to this entire time, [Y/N]?” Kirishima asked. He hadn’t gotten much time to catch up with you since you had all been in the car. You looked at him.
“Well, I took down a Villain group two weeks ago, teaming up with Midoriya and Shinso. We got a lot of them arrested. I was able to activate my full power without letting it get too out of control.” You said. Kirishima nodded, looking at you in the mirror, then turning his eyes back to the road.
“Oh yeah, I remember you telling Bakugou about that. I’ve seen you on the news a couple of times to.” He said.
~~~
After nearly missing the exit for a diner that served breakfast and parking, the three of you walked in, eager to fill your demanding bellies. Kirishima opened the door and looked at you, gesturing with his arm,
“After you,” but as always, Bakugou walked right through. You and Kirishima looked at him. “Bakugou!” Kirishima chided. He looked at you and chuckled. “Every time, huh. Well, after Bakugou, then.” He said. You chuckled and thanked Kirishima for holding the door open for you. When you walked in, it looked almost exactly like the cafeteria at the resort did. It looked like an all you can eat buffet, allowing you to serve yourself. Kirishima’s eyes widened. You looked around.
“Huh. It looks like a an all-you-can-eat type of thing, just like at the resort.” You said. Kirishima nodded, looking at you.
“It also looks like we can serve ourselves.” He said. The three of you walked up to the counter. It was lined with plates, bowls, cups, and utensils like spoons, knifes, and forks. Right next to the cutlery was lines and lines of food, covered with lids to keep it warm. Kirishima looked at a particular food item, and his eyes widened as did his smile. “Oh sweet! They have burgers to!” He exclaimed, immediately making a B line for the food. You chuckled and shook your head at your friend’s antics. You grabbed your own plate and started grabbing some [F/B/F]. After plating your food, you walked over to a table near a window in the corner of the diner. Bakugou was already seated there with a bowl of what appeared to be Katsudon. You walked over, gently setting your plate down on the table so that you didn’t spill any of your food.
“So, you got Katsudon?” You asked, pulling back the wooden chair and taking a seat. Bakugou glanced at you.
“Yeah. You got a problem with it?” He asked. You shook your head.
“Nope. Is it the spicy kind?” You asked, taking a bite of your own food. Bakugou swallowed the bite he had just taken and glared at you.
“Huh? Of course it’s the spicy kind.” He said. After you swallowed your bite, you smirked lightly and leaned towards Bakugou.
“Can I have a bite?” You asked. Bakugou glared at you.
“Hah?! What do you mean you want a bite? There’s a whole plate of food right in front of you!” Bakugou growled. You gave him pleading eyes, sticking out your lower lip slightly.
“Please, Kat-su-ki?” You pleaded, dragging out his name. Bakugou’s cheeks turned red. He growled.
“No, you little shit. Eat your own.” He growled, placing his arm between you and his bowl. You narrowed your eyes and pouted, leaning back into your seat.
“Jerk.” You muttered, glaring at him playfully. Kirishima chuckled as he walked up, his plate holding four hamburgers.
“Aw, did he just curse at you?” He asked, chuckling. He looked at Bakugou. “Bakugou, you’re so mean.” He teased. You nodded.
“Yeah! Not sharing your food with me. Sharing is caring, you know.” You said, playfully pouting. Bakugou rolled his eyes, trying to hold back a smile.
“Tch, whatever.” He took another bite of his Katsudon. He glanced back at Kirishima’s plate. “Shitty Hair, did you seriously get, are you seriously going to be able to eat four hamburgers?” Bakugou asked. Kirishima looked at Bakugou.
“Hm? Mhm!” Kirishima hummed. You chuckled and looked at Bakugou.
“To be fair, Eijiro did eat those five pancakes that one time at the resort.” You said, taking a bite of your food. Kirishima nodded, swallowing his bite.
“I haven’t eaten at all today. I was starving!” Kirishima said, taking another bite of his burger. Bakugou glared at the red head.
“Yeah, we can see that.” He said.
~~~
After finishing your food, Kirishima offered to pay while you and Bakugou went back to sit in the car and wait. After paying, Kirishima got back into the car. He was about to exit from the diner when another driver cut him off, honking at Kirishima. You sighed.
Some people have no regard for others. You thought. Bakugou growled.
“The hell?!” He growled. Kirishima sighed.
“Yeah, I know, Bakugou, just calm down.” He said. Bakugou growled again.
Oh boy, here we go. You thought. Bakugou looked at Kirishima.
“Oh no! That bastard just cut you off and had the balls to honk at you!” He growled. Kirishima sighed.
“Stop, it’s fine, man.” He said. Your eyes widened as Bakugou started rolling down the window.
“Wait, what are you doing?” You asked. Before you or Kirishima could do anything, Bakugou was already leaning half his body out the window. He glared back at the car that had cut Kirishima off.
“Hey asshole! Who the hell do you think you are?! You wanna go?! I’ll kill you!” He shouted. Kirishima looked at him.
“Bakugou! Stop, sit down.” He said. With people final growl, Bakugou settled back in his seat. He had started playing some music again while you two were waiting for Kirishima. After the first song finished and the second one came on, you realized that the second one was the exact song you two had danced to at the Gala. It made you smile at the thought. You then frowned and sighed.
I have to tell them how I feel, and soon. I may not get another chance. My only fear is, will they feel the same? You thought. Until then, you were happy being friends with them.
~~~
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//Wow. This was a bit longer than I intended it to be! I still enjoyed writing this as much as I did the other series. If anyone would like to be added to the taglist, either comment below or DM me and I’ll be happy to add you. As always, I don’t own the plot of the YouTube series. That all belongs to YUZUYA on YouTube. I added a link to the YouTube series if you would like to listen to it or can’t find it on YouTube. I also don’t own any art/gif/screenshot used in this series. They all belong to the original owners. I hope you all enjoy this series and have a great day/night!//
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Chapter 1: First Impressions Don't Count
Author's Note: feeling super nervous, this is my first time ever posting my writing. Thank you to anyone who reads it and I'd love to hear feedback in DMs or asks!!
Warnings: none
Word Count: 1.5k
Summary: Denki x Reader, where Denki, a sidekick who is struggling to further his career meets [Y/N], the daughter of a major publicist in the most unexpected way.
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Noise rang in his ears and black spotted the edges of his vision as Kaminari took deep breaths and looked up into the clouds. “Hey! You’re Chargebolt right?? Can we get an interview?” “Any comments on the civilian you almost shocked?” “Get a few shots of him for a story!” The press swarmed him. 
Everything around him was spinning and Kaminari was fighting off a blackout, he couldn’t allow himself to short circuit in front of all these people, not again. Suddenly there was a smaller hand in his and a voice he couldn’t recognize said “Do you mind if I get you away from this crowd?”. Denki let out a low hum and felt himself get pulled away through the crowd before blacking out.
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[Y/n] always thought of herself as a pretty kind person, but she was way out of her league here. After she dragged the blond man away from the crowd to a park, he slumped over on a bench mumbling something the woman could not understand. 
He wasn’t visibly injured, save for the few scratches on his cheeks and arms, but still [Y/n] considered taking him to a hospital. “Are you alright? Can you hear me?” when she sat beside him he perked up a bit, huffing softly and stared with dilated eyes before resting his full weight on top of her, it was adorable, really. 
He sort of reminded the woman of a puppy, a very large, heavy puppy, [Y/n] groaned “Agh… sir, I can call a friend for you or take you somewhere- just…please get off me?” the blond made a small grunt in reply. 
“Oi, what do you think you’re doing lady?!” the woman turned to face an ash blond scowling at her like death itself. After taking a breath [Y/n] responded to the man’s harsh question “I- uh saw him looking like he was going to pass out, and I thought to get him out of the crowd- sorry I didn’t see any other heroes around, I was about to take him to the hospital, honestly!” the man simply let out a scoff at the long-winded explanation. 
The ash blond reached forward and hoisted up who you assumed is his friend “Tsk, why am I always taking care of these damn extras…”. The [h/c] woman stared after the two tall men bewilderedly “Bye then…?”.
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Denki slowly blinked and when he opened his eyes the fog over his mind lifted “Dunceface. Go to Hawk’s office, they want to meet with you.” Bakugou sat across from him. Sighing, the tired blond hauled himself up and headed to the office, when he got there things went downhill. 
It turns out that yet another video of Denki’s hero work slip ups and him after the overuse of his quirk had surfaced; Stun Gun Hero: Chargebolt’s publicity is mostly negative at the moment. 
“We’ve already booked a meeting with a great PR agency, hopefully we can get on top of this whole thing.” Hawks told him, lounging in his desk chair. Denki just nodded, he was getting really sick of always looking dumb and incompetent no matter what he does, it felt like he was still in his first year of UA. Walking out of Hawk’s office, Kaminari read the agency’s card “[L/n]’s… we’ll see what happens…” sighing the blond man went into his cubicle to finish paperwork, at this point he’d try anything to get the press off his back. 
While doing his paperwork, Kaminari found himself thinking about today’s incident… now that he’s thought about it… how did he get out of that crowd? He doesn’t remember Bakugou being anywhere near him at the time, although Denki can vaguely recall a soft voice…
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The [h/c] woman continued heading to her father’s office after her strange encounter with the two blonds, stopping outside the high-rise building that said “[L/n]’s Publicity” in bold letters on the front. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator [Y/n] saw her father pacing around, mumbling things only he could understand. 
“Dad, are you okay? What’s wrong?” as she approached him, her father whipped around. “We just booked a new hero.” [Y/n] paused in confusion “Isn’t booking clients a good thing…?” She approached her father as he walked into his office, collapsing into the desk chair. “We’re all booked up, we don’t have anyone to take on Chargebolt’s case…but turning this offer down will ruin publicity…” [Y/n] knew her dad what her dad was hinting at and that he would hold it over her head forever if she didn’t help him “... I can handle it dad, they reduced my hours at the dessert cafe.” Instantly, the man perked up “Great! He’ll be here tomorrow at nine, don’t be late” her father told her before leaving with a chaste kiss to her head. “Scammer!” the [H/c] woman huffed after the man.
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The next day at nine am, [Y/n] was sitting at her office which she rarely used; it was just somewhere she used to help her dad out with his company. Truthfully, the girl would rather be sleeping in on her day off, but she couldn’t leave her father hanging. [Y/n] had no idea who this Chargebolt was, nor what his problem was, but she hoped it would be a quick fix so she could enjoy her time off.
“Come in!” [Y/n] called to the person knocking at her door and soon after, the same tall lean blond hero she’d saved from the crowd stepped into the office. The [H/c] female’s eyes widened as they met the blond’s “..Hi” she choked out awkwardly. If Chargebolt recognized her, she couldn’t tell because he grinned in response “I’m Kaminari Denki, nice meeting ya!”. 
[Y/n] raised an eyebrow at his strange behavior “you don’t-nevermind, it’s ah- nothing.” clearing her throat she began again, the blond giving her a weird look “So if you could start by explaining your situation to me, I’m still waiting on your files”. Kaminari noticeably deflated before hiding his expression “Most people just… well to them, I come off as some dumb kid,” he starts, looking down. “ and what makes it even worse is that when I use my quirk too much I black out and end up looking pretty stupid…” that must of been what happened the day [Y/n] helped him away from the crowd. Seeing how embarrassed the man seemed, [Y/n] decided she wouldn’t mention how she first met him. Kaminari continued on to say that many of his slip-ups have been caught on camera and that he’s pretty much become a joke to the press. “Thanks for updating me on your situation Mr. Kaminari” [Y/n] responds “while there is no way to avoid the press and people’s gossip, we can increase your popularity”. Denki just nods with a light sigh; if this was what she thought was best, he’d go with it… after all, she was the professional.
“Mr. Kaminari?” [Y/n] called, shaking the man out of his thoughts “oh umm… yes!” his eyes dart over to the woman. “Since you’re at Hawk’s agency, I think it’d be best to get you in on his children’s charity event coming up.” Denki tensed up “children…?” the [h/c] woman continued “Hawks is having an event to bridge his connections with children and I think you helping out would get you better publicity!”. While he appreciated the woman’s enthusiasm, Kaminari and kids didn’t really mix “I think adifferent event would be-” the woman cut him off typing on the desktop “I’ve already put you down as a volunteer you’ll be okay, trust me” [Y/N] looks up from the screen to look at Kaminari, her [e/c] eyes shining with hope and he can’t place his finger on it, but he thinks he’s seen those eyes somewhere before. Seeing the nervous look on the blond’s face, [Y/N] continues “I could go with you…? To ahh… make sure it goes okay-which it will!”. Seeing the woman beginning to spiral, Denki answers with a slightly flushed face, hoping she won’t notice, “Yeah…that’d be great”. The two young adults shake hands and part ways as the meeting ends.
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Unsurprisingly to Denki, when he showed up to Hawks’ charity event the press flocked to him as he helped [Y/N] out of his small silver Kia. The two were dressed nicely, Denki in loose beige slacks and a white button-up with the sleeves rolled, and [Y/N] in a beige ruched bodycon with a pair of flats. When Denki had picked her up, [Y/N] realized that they’d accidentally matched each other’s outfits, Oh well… she thought, Great minds! Kaminari was no stranger to being hounded by the press, but this time it was different; they weren’t talking about his latest screw-up or trying to put him down. Shouts of “It’s that sidekick Chargebolt… but who’s the girl??”reporters looking into their cameras speculating “Has infamous sidekick Chargebolt got a girlfriend?” [Y/N] stepped back as a mic was pushed into her face “Who are you?!?” “Are you and Chargebolt making it official??” Denki sputtered “What?? Official-I-” he’s cut off by a cellphone being shoved in front of him. “According to this, you and her have been friendly for some time now… since your accident a few weeks ago” looking closely at the phone, the blond’s eyes lit up in a mixture of shock and recognition. The photos were of Kaminari himself being dragged away from his most recent incident by none other than [Y/N] herself. The pair stood shell-shocked, not expecting this, both of them thinking What the fuck?!?
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Chapter 355 Thoughts
Herein: Endeavor, Jirou's big moment, and me lamenting the long-lost AFO With Nuance.
On Endeavor
 •   The discrepancy in Enji’s recollections of his sons is, in fact, completely great.  Shouto with the glare but the small sweatdrop of awkwardness, and Touya with the big happy deranged grin.  One of your sons is so happy to see you, Enji!  It’s also notable—as others have talked about at more length than I will—that Endeavor’s thinking directly about Touya for the first time since the reveal.  He’s previously shied away from it somewhat, using kanji/furigana mismatches to conflate "my son" with “a villain,” and being extremely vague every time Shouto tried to pin him down on the matter of going and doing something about Touya, but here his thoughts are aimed directly at both of them, "facing" them even if only in his mind.  A positive sign, I feel.
 •   I think it’s interesting that he lists “this fight” among the things he brought on himself.  The wound, sure; he slipped up and let AFO get that attack in.  But the fight itself?  Hawks and All Might planned those match-ups; the most Endeavor did was go along with it against his own misgivings and guilty conscience.  Should we take this to mean he’s now thinking he should have put his foot down and gone to face Touya instead?
 •   People (both in the fandom and in the chapter itself) seem very confident that Endeavor will be right back up, and they’re probably right?  But I wonder.  Endeavor tries to get back up, but he falls, and then there’s that close-up of all the blood in the grass, spreading ever farther.  It feels ominous. I don’t think Endeavor’s going to die, and frankly after all the hurt he’s taken in previous fights, it would feel a bit odd for one wound in his side to take him down.  The manga has ever been inconsistent when it comes to how much lasting effect any given injury is going to have, but since that inconsistency typically resolves in favor of “whatever’s going to make things more convenient for heroes,” Enji staying down because of this would be a swerve, and a welcome one.  I guess we’ll see.    
On AFO and “Extras”
I kind of hate this.  I’ve complained about it periodically before, and maybe it’s just sour grapes from having read him wrong, but late series AFO really is such a disappointment  This is a man who built an empire out of little people, one power exchange, one favor at a time.  At Kamino, he said he hated All Might for taking out his support network, for standing atop a pile of bodies of AFO’s allies.  He always recognized Tomura’s choices in allies.  His nemesis is One For All, a power built up through the lives of “small” people.  Hell, if you take Vigilantes as canon, it’s only been a few years since Koichi’s big finale, in which AFO explicitly recognizes the power of ordinary people to rise to the occasion in extraordinary circumstances and calls that a specific danger to him in modern times.  So why on earth is he so dismissive of “extras” now?
From a Watsonian perspective, I favor the explanation that he went kind of crazy in Tartarus; it’s also about the only explanation I don’t find exceptionally tiresome, but sadly one that is almost certainly not the intended read.  It’s just so easy, so unchallenging, so plodding.  And frankly, it makes AFO act stupid.  If he can’t imagine that little people could pose a threat to him, it leaves him completely flat-footed when they do, and that’s just the deadliest fuckin’ thing for his believability as a “mastermind”-type villain who can’t shut up about all the different paths and plans he has available to reach his ultimate goals.
He and his vestige have been trending this way for some time now—certainly since Jakku!—but it’s reaching new heights since the beginning of this arc.  It’s like I’m watching Horikoshi flanderize this man in real-time.     
Jirou and Friends (and AFO and Bakugou)
Man, I wish BNHA actually had the ensemble chops to land this moment.  But like, if we were really supposed to buy Jirou getting angry about her friends crying, maybe we could have had a) any more significant relationship between Jirou and Midoriya than him helping her organize her notes that one time and b) any relationship between Jirou and Aoyama at all.  
The most generous read I’ve got is that Midoriya and Aoyama were on Jirou’s mind because she’d been thinking mere seconds prior about how those two have been living with the terror of AFO’s looming threat,(1) but it would have hit so much harder if Jirou had had any significant presence in Deku or Aoyama’s arcs before, or had been shown as the type of character who’s overtly friendly with everyone.  Hell, what would be so wrong with letting her get up in arms for her own sake, wanting to prove she’s no extra, or that AFO is wrong to spit on the efforts of people like her just because he doesn’t think her quirk is duly impressive?
When you put it together with the A Band reunion back in Chapter 327 and the total lack of pay-off on that thread, it’s enough to make a blogger wonder if there was something else originally planned for Jirou and this is a hurried sub-in moment after that idea was scrapped.
You know who feels like he ought to be having this plot?  Mr. “Extras Should Just Get Out of the Way” himself, Bakugou Katsuki.  Honestly, with as over-the-top as AFO is getting with the extras talk, I very much wonder if Bakugou will end up having to fight him after all—maybe if Kurogiri gets sprung and shuffles the fights again?  AFO having nothing but derision for weak quirks and thinking that extras serve no purpose but to make him look cooler in their defeat feels so precisely calibrated to mirror early Bakugou that’s it’s hard to imagine it’s a coincidence.
This is not to say that I don't enjoy AFO getting ganged up on by relative randos! And that, too, is thematic in its way. Jirou (and maybe Tokoyami next chapter?) getting something like this is very cool. But I wish it could come in a context where I was more convinced by BNHA as an ensemble piece. With any luck, this will be a first step of the series finally properly turning away from the mentality the heroes still have, of using big "important" people to fight important fights.     
AFO and Vestiges (What’s New, Pussycat?)
Once again, AFO gets all the good vestige drama.  I ask you, gentle readers, why didn’t we ever get to see Deku have to struggle with vestige interference?  Why can’t Shigaraki get some assists from vestiges who hate AFO more than they have any opinion about this new kid?  When will we get to see Vestige!Ujiko?
This is another case, though, where it’s difficult to credit that this should be such a surprise to AFO.  Has he really never had a (non-New Order) vestige try to fight him before?  Would they not have contributed their efforts when All Might drove him into a corner in their backstory fight?  I largely like the idea of them banding together only when it seems that their efforts could make a crucial difference, but it would carry more weight if we had ever gotten to see their perspective before.
And there’s even an easy prospect for that!  AFO has Search, Ragdoll’s quirk, so why haven’t we ever once seen her in any of these vestige scenes?  Hell, she could even have gotten a line or two explaining why this is only happening now, maybe a flashback to what it's actually like to be a psuedo-sentient quirk ghost trapped inside AFO. She could be the one leading (or maybe coordinating, given the nature of Search) the charge, because that's one of the things heroes do: inspire others to take up the mantle themselves.     
Jirou’s Injury: Is It Sexist?
Here’s my opinion: The talk getting around about Horikoshi being a big gross sexist, possibly one with a fetish for brutalizing women, because of Jirou getting one ear jack blown off is not entirely without merit, but it is pretty oversimplified.(2)  Only two women have been irreversably maimed beyond simple scarring thus far: Mirko losing two limbs, and Jirou losing half her quirk.  Compare Aizawa losing an eye and the lower part of one leg, Mr. Compress an arm, Re-Destro both his legs, and Overhaul both his arms and his access to his quirk, and you’ve actually got twice as many men as women taking those lifelong, irrecoverable injuries!
Also too, that’s only talking about people who were significantly and, thus far, permanently impacted by their wounds.  If you expand the scope somewhat to people who were maimed with less severe impact on their combat effectiveness, you get people like Jeanist and his lost lung, and Hawks and all his lost feathers.  You also have to talk about people like Mirio or Shigaraki, whose maimings were severe but temporary, or Gran Torino, who didn’t lose an obvious limb, but who still doesn’t seem to be back in fighting shape, given that we still haven’t seen him out of a hospital bed.  
Virtually all the characters in these latter categories are men; the only female character I can think of that fits any of those particular bills is Lady Nagant, who at present seems to be in the Gran Torino tier.  Two women compared to four men, or three women compared to nine men: it’s not exactly the clear-cut damnation a lot of people talk like it is!  And Mirko bounced back like a damn jai alai ball, while Jirou still has enough oomph for supermoves, whereas Aizawa’s big contribution at the moment is holding hands with Monoma, and Overhaul can’t access his quirk at all!
That said, the numbers absolutely do get much worse when you start folding in deaths.  I would say that twice as many prominent/significant women have died in this series than similarly placed men—Nighteye and Twice compared to Magne, Curious, Star & Stripe, and Midnight.(3)  It looks even worse when you consider the percentages of women overall in the groups that lose them: three women versus eleven men in the UA staff; one woman and four men in the MLA; two women and six men in the League circa meeting Overhaul.  And so on; in all cases, men drastically outnumber women, but women die at exorbitantly outsized rates.
That ties into a further disparity, which is the gender balance on which characters are allowed to keep contributing to the plot after their injuries, versus which ones die or get booted off-camera.  
For the men, you once again have Twice and Nighteye, and I would add Overhaul as well—his brief return doesn’t see him doing anything remotely significant save giving Deku a quick moral trial.  You could possibly count Gran Torino as well, though he at least got to give Deku some words of advice for the road, and it remains to be seen whether he might make an appearance at e.g. the hospital Spinner’s currently attacking.  That’s four men significantly removed from prominence out of a list that I would probably say constitutes eleven men overall—add on Aizawa, Mr. Compress, Re-Destro, Best Jeanist, Hawks, Mirio and Shigaraki.
For the women, conversely, Jirou and Mirko are the only two who have bounced back, from a list that would in full include Lady Nagant, Curious, Star & Stripe, Magne and Midnight.  Fewer women on the overall list than men, but the men have much better rates of recovery.  There’s no getting around the fact that Aizawa wakes up in a hospital after chopping off his own leg like a badass while Midnight dies on her hands and knees.
Which also brings up the topic of how sexualized women’s injuries are compared to men’s.  Off the cuff, and without going back over all the relevant scenes in detail, I feel like there’s at least some measure of reflexive sexualization of women’s bodies going on there, stuff that is being read in a worse light than Horikoshi intended it.  I would call it a factor with Midnight and Mirko for sure, though, and I might think more with some research.  The only male counter-examples I’d even consider broaching would be Mr. Compress (shirtless, posing, dramatic reveal of his hair and unmasked face; it’s all very intentional and agency-having compared to the women) and Shigaraki, who we really do have to watch get brutalized, shirtless, at profoundly uncomfortable lengths and extremes; he does far more agonized floorbound writhing, for example, than Mirko, though their respective outfits mean you see a lot less of his thighs when he's doing it.
So, yeah.  The trouble isn’t the simple number of women taking bad injuries, nor even the extent of those injuries.  The trouble is how impactful those injuries are on the whole, and what percentage of women are taking them compared to the men.
That said, Jirou’s not out of the fight yet—again, she still had the oomph for that big supermove—and as a 1-A student, I don’t expect her to be bowed out of what remains of the plot entirely, at least not more gallingly than any number of the second string 1-A kids.  Her injury was not sexualized at all, and while it was somewhat graphic—that panel of her severed jack!—I wouldn’t say it was more graphic than, say, Shigaraki getting his fingers pinched off by RD, or pretty much anything going on with the remnants of Dabi’s face.  We’re also very early in this fight still; there’s lots of time for more students to take more injuries, so the full scope of how 1-A’s girls fare in this fight compared to the boys will not be apparent for some time yet.  
That all said, while I would call Jirou’s injury part of a larger pattern, I’m not prepared to jump to “Horikoshi was just sitting at his desk slavering at the chance to brutalize this teenage girl.”  Frankly, I’d far rather see girls out there taking an active role in fights against major threats like AFO and Near High Ends and taking their licks for it, like Mirko and Jirou, than girls sequestered in support roles on the sidelines and never getting anything interesting to do, like poor Momo.  And I will feel even happier about it if some boys—any boys—take some comparable licks too.
Stray Thoughts
 •   “I could tell from the sound of his breathing, which my feathers picked up on.”  Lawd, this is stilted.  Why would Hawks need to tell himself the bit about his feathers?  Surely he himself knows the method by which he detects Endeavor’s breathing?  Some of his lines here I could chalk up to him being a very methodical thinker in combat—as is the case with, “We go forward with that assumption!”—but some of it just feels like a combination of Horikoshi holding the audience’s hand(4) and C.Cook’s translation being awkwardly phrased.
 •   Dark Shadow asking after Jirou: what a cutie.  I like it when he interacts with other people—Tokoyami, of course, but the rest of the class as well.
 •   I’ve really enjoyed the dynamism of this fight.  I’m deeply tired of the BNHA fight scenes all boiling down to Deku punching and/or kicking something really hard, or people like Bakugou, Shouto and Endeavor all having these huge elemental-based attacks that might be distinguishable in color, but just aren’t very interesting in black and white.  Also, like, none of those people can truly fly; they can only propel themselves violently in a certain direction.  So the high maneuverability of a true aerial combat between AFO, Hawks, and Tokoyami-carrying-Jirou, with Hawks in particular zipping around with a pair of swords, and Jirou and AFO’s attacks tending towards more serpentine visuals, has been a welcome corrective.
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1:  Which is a fair cop for Aoyama, but is on thinner ice where Deku is concerned, seeing as he and AFO never had a direct encounter at Kamino, the Jakku encounter was AFO’s vestige rather than the man himself, and the post-Nagant material was spurred on entirely by a prerecorded video.  Deku had never met AFO face to face until literally the beginning of this combat.
2:  And, tumblr being tumblr, wildly over-accusatory.
3:  Counting all named deaths evens the raw numbers somewhat, but I categorically refuse to grant side characters and one-offs like Native, Majestic and Snatch the same prominence as arc-starring characters like Star & Stripe and prominent arc villains like Curious.  Crust comes the closest to making my cut, but he’s just such a one-joke character, completely lacking the slightest hint of interiority, that even though he’s in twice as many chapters as, say, Curious, he doesn’t have half of Curious’s motivation, personality and clear sense of history with her compatriots.
4: 1:  I wonder, sometimes, if Horikoshi was a little traumatized by that whole thing where he had everyone writing in to ask him about Deku using OFA One Million Percent against Muscular and having to explain that that was just Deku thinking 1,000,000% to get himself hyped up, not a literal representation of his power output.  The BNHA fandom is full of pedants, East and West alike, it seems.  (I say this as an unbelievable pedant myself, of course.)
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Mission 4: An Explosive Grudge, Enter Kamen Rider K.E.M.
Previous Chapter / AO3 / Master List
Izuku Midoriya has been through quite a bit ever since getting the Hero Driver and becoming Kamen Rider Deku. However, even he doesn't have words for what's happening right in front of him during class.
"Class, this is Fumihito Shiki. He'll be joining us for the rest of the year. I expect you to treat him like you would any other student." Their teacher tells the class.
Standing next to the teacher is Shiki, who is in the same uniform as Izuku with; a blank expression.
"Nice to meet you all. My name is Fumihito Shiki. I like sports and, of course, heroes." Shiki calmly states to the class.
"You can sit in that empty seat next to Midoriya." The teacher tells him, and Shiki nods before going to sit down.
"Alright, so today, we're starting our chapter on the third world war and how Quirks affected it during that time." The teacher explains to his students.
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The woman Samuel had given a Hero Driver to stand outside an apartment complex with the briefcase in one hand and the files raised to her face in the other.
The apartment complex looked similar to the one the Midoriyas were living in but grey and slightly more run down.
The woman looks at the files again before entering the apartment complex's stairwell. Once on floor three, she quickly marches down the hall until she reaches apartment thirteen. She then rings the bell to alert the residence.
"Yeah, what do you want." A confident, feminine voice asks her in annoyance as she's met with the sight of someone who could only be described as an older female version of the young man in her files.
The woman has a youthful appearance with spiky ash blond hair that reaches past the back of her neck, light skin, and red eyes.
The woman is wearing a lavender cardigan over a white blouse with a black skirt.
"Good morning, mam. Would you be Bakugou Mitsuki?" The woman in the Commission uniform asks her.
"Yeah, why, did my brat of a son do something again?" Mitsuki Bakugou asks in annoyance as she rubs her temples.
"No, quite the opposite, actually. I'm here to offer your son the chance most people his age can only dream of." The woman explains to Mitsuki while showing her the briefcase with the Hero Driver inside.
Mitsuki narrows her eyes slightly at the woman in front of her with a calculating expression as she tries to see through any lies or ulterior motives. After a minute, she moves to the side to let the woman in.
"Alright, but my idiot son is at school right now. So you're going to be talking with me first instead." Mitsuki doesn't tell the woman. She orders her instead.
The woman gives a slight bow with a nod before entering in.
"Of course, mam.
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After class, Midoriya is packing his things up and preparing to head out. As he does, he sees Shiki quietly doing the same. Deciding to talk to their friend, Izuku walks toward them.
"I didn't expect you to be joining my class," Izuku tells Shiki with a smile as Shiki puts his notebook in his bag.
"Grandpa wanted me to try and build a connection with you since we'd be working together and figured that going to the same school would help," Shiki tells him calmly as he finishes packing his bag.
Izuku nods in understanding when he says that.
"That makes sense. Do you think we'll be working with other people?" Izuku asks Shiki curiously.
Shiki looks at Izuku in surprise, but before he can say anything, Sero appears and puts an arm around Izuku's shoulder.
"Hey, Midoriya, ya ready to go? We agreed to hang out, remember?" Sero asks Izuku with a grin.
Izuku's eyes widen in realization as he remembers his plans with Sero.
"Oh yeah, sure." Izuku quickly nods his head.
"Cool, we can go to the arcade a couple of blocks from here," Sero tells him while pointing in the arcade's direction.
"Alright, th-" Izuku starts before his and Shiki's phones go off.
They quickly pull it out to see that it's a Nomu alert, much to Izuku's disappointment. However, Shiki waves him off.
"I've got something to take care of, Izuku. I'll talk to you later. Have fun with your friend." Shiki tells him as he grabs his bag and rushes out of the room.
"Well, that was weird. Is something going on with you two? Do you know him, Midoriya?" Sero asks them curiously.
"O-oh, y-yeah. My dad and his grandpa are work colleagues, and they're having us work together on something." Izuku explains to Sero, not lying but not giving the whole story.
"Huh, that's cool. What's the project you're working on?" Sero asks him as they walk out of the classroom.
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The young man who had released an explosion in his room when he heard Kamen Rider Deku's name and is on the woman's files enters their apartment to see his mother and the woman sitting on the couch.
The young man's eyes narrow at the woman in his apartment.
"Who's the lady, Old Hag?" The young man asks in a tone full of aggression.
"Watch your damn mouth, you brat! We have company!" Mitsuki angrily shouts at the young man, giving him a scathing glare.
"Bakugou Katsuki, a talented young man with an upper-middle-tier Quirk that's perfect for combat. You're also naturally gifted physically and mentally and have always had high marks in your schooling." The woman explains what she knows about the young man while holding his files, much to Katsuki's confusion.
"Huh, what are you, a fucking stalker? Why don't you fuck off before I kill you." Katsuki warns the woman with a searing glare as tiny explosions emit from his palm.
"Bakugou Katsuki, you will watch your damn mouth and behave in front of our guest!" Mitsuki angrily shouts at her son as she stands up from the couch.
The woman doesn't say anything to indicate that she's either afraid or annoyed with his behavior. All she does is smile at him.
"I wouldn't do that if you want to be a hero. I'm with the Hero Public Safety Commission, and I've come to offer you the chance to become a hero early. My name is Shinonome Mio." The woman explains to Katsuki.
That catches Katsuki's attention, and he gains a cocky smirk.
"Oh, so I can just skip having to study and become number one right away?" Katsuki Bakugou asks while looking down at her.
The woman's expression doesn't change from his attitude, and she puts the briefcase with the Hero Driver on the table and opens it for the Bakugou family members to see. When the younger Bakugou sees it, his eyes widen before narrowing in anger as he remembers who wields it and who they could be.
"Well, not exactly. You see, this is more of a provisional license and not an actual license. I am offering you the chance to join the Kamen Rider program. It's a special program designed to deal with the Nomus plaguing Japan." Shinonome explains to him with a smile.
"And you want my brat to join this program?" Mitsuki asks her with a raised eyebrow as Katsuki stares at the Hero Driver.
"Correct. He has a powerful enough Quirk for combat against them and will be the strongest out of the current three Kamen Riders." Shinonome explains to Katsuki's mother.
"What are the risks here?" Mitsuki asks Shinonome with narrowed eyes, not wanting to let Katsuki accept the Hero Driver without knowing the whole story.
"About the same as any other hero. You'll have to be fighting villains. However, while in the program, you'll only be permitted to use your abilities on Nomu and no one else. You will not be allowed to go out and fight regular villains if other heroes are in the area." Shinonome explains to Mitsuki in a calm tone.
"Are you fucking kidding me?! If this was made for taking down those bastards, why can't I fucking kill other villains with it?!" Katsuki exclaims in a highly aggressive tone as he raises both his palms up and emits multiple tiny explosions from each one.
"Watch your damn mouth already, Katsuki! You can't have everything your damn way!" Mitsuki snaps at her son angrily as she smacks him on the head for using his Quirk in the apartment.
"Shut up. You damn hag!" Katsuki shouts at Mitsuki in anger
Shinonome seems amused by their family dynamic.
"Mrs. Bakugou, does your son have your permission to join the program?" Shinonome asks the older Bakugou.
Mitsuki looks at Shinonome for a few seconds before sighing and giving a slight nod.
"If you can guarantee that my son will stay alive in this program. I'll allow it. However, you'll also need to get permission from my husband before you can give it to Katsuki." Mitsuki tells her with a grim tone.
"Like hell, you damn hag. I'm going to accept this no matter what he says. You're not getting in my way of becoming the number one hero!" Katsuki shouts at his mother in anger before getting smacked on the head again.
"Be quiet. You damn brat. Can't you see that your father and I want to be sure you don't get your ass killed!" Mitsuki shouts at her son.
"Like hell, I'll be killed! I'm the fucking best!" Katsuki shouts at Mitsuki.
Shinonome decides now is the time to go in for the kill.
"And, of course, you'll also learn the identities of the two pre-existing Kamen Riders due to having to work with them against the Nomu," Shinonome tells the Bakugou family members.
Those words cause Katsuki to freeze before charging at Shinonome.
"Katsuki!" Mitsuki shouts at her son in alarm and anger.
Katsuki grabs Shinonome by the shirt and glares into her eyes with pure malice.
"Who the fuck is Deku? Tell me right fucking now!" Katsuki orders her as he starts to singe her clothes with explosive palms.
If Shinonome is intimidated by Katsuki's violent actions, she's incredibly adept at not showing it.
"No, I won't tell anyone not a part of the program anything else." She tells him with a calm smile that pisses Katsuki off.
"You fucking bitch!" Katsuki shouts at her in anger before his mother hits him in the back of the head and causes him to let her go.
"Enough, Katsuki! Go to your damn room! I'm considering disagreeing with letting you join the damn program after this! Maybe we should wait until a hero school does something about that damn attitude of yours first." Mitsuki snaps at her son in anger while pointing towards his room.
Katsuki looks up towards Shinonome, anger still radiating off his face, before finally letting her go. Begrudgingly, he heads toward his room, and Mitsuki puts a palm to her face.
"Damn that brat. I don't know where he gets his attitude from, but he won't be able to become a hero with it. Let alone the number one hero." Mitsuki mutters to herself in a tone loud enough for Shinonome to barely hear.
Shinonome smiles at Mitsuki and tells her.
"I don't know about that. He's exactly the kind of person my organization is looking for. Sure, there are some areas to fix, but given enough time, he'll make a wonderful addition." Shinonome informs her.
"Are you sure? I've heard the Hero Public Safety Commission has become more strict on heroes' attitudes lately." Mitsuki tells her.
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that. I'll take care of everything," Shinonome tells her with a pleasant smile still on her face.
Mitsuki has a strange feeling from the other woman's words but soon decides to accept what she's saying.
"Alright, I'll talk to my husband about this. Could we get a number to call you later today or tomorrow?" Mitsuki asks Shinonome.
Shinonome quickly pulls out a slip of paper with her number and gives it to Mitsuki.
"Have a nice day, Mrs. Bakugou," Shinonome tells her before leaving the apartment.
As Mitsuki watches her leave, she doesn't notice the calculating look in Shinonome's eyes and the arrogant smirk on her face from her position behind them.
Once Shinonome is in the apartment complex parking lot, she looks up toward the Bakugous' apartment and gains a look of focus on her face.
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"That damn bitch not telling me who that bastard is," Katsuki grunts angrily as he scrolls through his computer.
However, his grumblings are cut off by a sudden voice in his head.
"If you want to learn more, then why don't you come outside and meet me in the parking lot," Shinonome's voice tells him from within his head, causing Katsuki to jump out of his chair in alarm and release of few explosions from his palm.
"Katsuki quit it with the damn explosions already!" His mother shouts at him in annoyance.
"Shut up, hag!" Katsuki shouts back in equal annoyance.
Katsuki quickly stomps out of his room towards the front door. While doing so, his mother sees him.
"And where do you think you're going?" Mitsuki asks him with a raised eyebrow.
"Out with some friends," Katsuki grunts at her as he continues toward the door.
Mitsuki narrows her eyes at him but decides to let him go, figuring he wants to brag about his early hero offer to his minions.
Katsuki exits the apartment and heads toward the parking lot to meet with Shinonome. When he arrives, he sees a smirking Shinonome holding a specific document from her stack of files.
"The hell were you doing in my head?" Katsuki angrily glares at her.
"I was simply letting you know how to learn more about the other Kamen Riders without your mom knowing. Don't you want to know if the boy you used to bully mercilessly is a hero now?" Shinonome asks him with a smirk.
That made Katsuki see red. He charges at Shinonome again, but this time is stopped by a sudden eruption of pain in his head that causes him to fall to his knees while holding his head.
"Alright, I like your spirit and how much you love using your Quirk, but I'm getting sick of you trying to attack me," Shinonome tells him calmly while staring at the downed form of Katsuki.
"Fuck you," Katsuki grunts angrily as he looks up at her with anger-filled eyes and gritted teeth.
"You're not my type, kid. Now, let's get down to business." Shinonome tells him as she throws a file down in front of him.
Katsuki suddenly feels the pain vanish and can think clearly. After a few seconds, his vision seems to clear and lets him see the file on the ground. What he sees makes him rage again.
The paper has a picture of Izuku and Shiki with photos of their Kamen Rider forms under their civilian pictures. In his rage, Katsuki quickly launches a palm toward the paper and releases a large explosion to destroy the sheet.
"Didn't like what you saw? I don't blame you. The fact that two Quirkless individuals get to wield something made to advance Quirk-use makes me angry too. That's why I'm offering you the chance to correct this injustice." Shinonome explains to him with a slightly annoyed expression of her own.
Katsuki doesn't seem to listen to her, though. The only thing on his mind is that Izuku became a hero before him.
"That damn bastard. He's getting in my way again." Katsuki thinks to himself as he grits his teeth in anger.
Shinonome smirks at this reaction.
"It's annoying, isn't it; two Quirkless people having the chance to accomplish their dreams of becoming the number one heroes through nepotism. Everyone knows they shouldn't be wielding those items and should go to people with powerful Quirks, like you." Shinonome feeds into the young man's ego.
Katsuki looks up toward her when she says that with narrowed eyes. Shinonome smirks at him.
"What do you say to a trial run with the Hero Driver? You can show those two Quirkless individuals their place by showing them what real power is." Shinonome offers as she holds the Hero Driver she took from the case towards Katsuki.
Katsuki looks at it for a few seconds before gaining a vicious smirk and taking the Hero Driver from Shinonome. He then puts it to his waist and lets the clamps shooting out from its sides wrap around him. However, he narrows his eyes when he doesn't transform.
"How the hell do I transform?" Katsuki shouts at Shinonome shouts in annoyance.
"Oh, you need one of these little things called a Power Coin. They download your Quirk to be read by the Hero Driver." Shinonome explains with a playful smirk as she shows Katsuki a blank Power Coin.
"Why didn't you say that before!" Katsuki snaps at the woman.
"Because you looked so confident that you knew what to do. Besides, we had a good moment going." Shinonome tells him with a smirk as she flips the coin toward Katsuki.
The coin suddenly freezes in mid-air before darting toward Katsuki. It quickly circles him and copies his Quirk before landing in Katsuki's palm.
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Kamen Rider Chamber is fighting against the newest Nomu in earnest. He is standing on top of a roof with his Ultra Magnum in rifle mode while raining shots down on the Nomu.
Today's Nomu had a minotaur-like look with brown fur, a face that was a mix between a bird and bull with an open head to show its brain, and a pair of blue pants to cover its lower body. On a few areas of their body are golden spikes, and their arm seems to be replaced with a black machine gun-like laser cannon.
"Get down here and fight me like a man!" The Minotaur Nomu shouts at Chamber in anger as it releases a rapid amount of laser shots at Chamber.
Unfortunately for Minotaur Nomu, they have a much harder shot at Chamber than he has at them. So most of his attacks aren't managing to hit Chamber, while Chamber can land consecutive hits. The Ultra Magnum's rifle shots also seem to pack more power than Minotaur Nomu's rapid shots, making the gap between the two more apparent as time moves. After a few seconds of this standoff, Minotaur Nomu starts backing into the front of a building before crouching onto one knee from the damage done to him.
"Time to end this," Chamber mutters as he pulls out the Rifle Power Coin and inserts it into the Ultra Magnum's coin slot.
"Power Rifle Finish!" The Hero Driver shouts as purple energy begins to build in the muzzle of the Ultra Magnum.
Chamber pulls the trigger and sends a spiraling drill-shaped blast of purple energy toward Minotaur Nomu. Minotaur Nomu looks up toward Chamber when he hears the sound of something heading towards him from above and sees the attack coming less than a second before hitting him.
"Gah!" Minotaur Nomu screams in pain as he's enveloped in an explosion and smoke.
When the smoke clears, A robust man with dark gray skin lies on the ground where Minotaur Nomu used to be. Afterward, Chamber's Power Coins fly out of his holder toward them and create two new Power Coins for him to catch. When he looks at them, he sees that one has the symbol of a bull while the other has a bunch of bullets.
"Well, these may be pretty useful. Should I give one to Midoriya? Maybe we should go over our Power Coins and trade with each other." Chamber thinks to himself as he looks the Power Coins over.
"Die!"
However, the fight doesn't seem to be over as Chamber suddenly ducks to avoid a palm strike and the explosion that comes with it. Reacting quickly, Chamber rolls forward to try and gain some distance and immediately points the Ultra Magnum toward where he previously was. Unfortunately, he doesn't see the person that had attacked him. He may not see them, but he does hear explosions above him and quickly points the Ultra Magnum toward the sky.
Chamber isn't able to see the person, though. The reason for this is that they're already behind him. Chamber feels an explosion hit him in the back, sending him flying forward while dropping the Ultra Magnum. Quickly standing back up, Chamber looks toward his attacker only to get a palm strike directly to his face. The force from it sends him crashing to the ground again, but this time, ending the transformation.
Shiki struggles to look at his attacker to see them marching toward him. He soon feels the person grab his throat.
"Where the fuck is Deku!" The person shouts in his face.
When Shiki finally gets a good look at the person, his eyes widen in shock. He could only see their face from his position, but that was enough for him to tell it wasn't a Nomu attacking him but a Kamen Rider.
"What are you doing? We're not supposed to be attacking each other." Shiki tells the Kamen Rider.
"Shut up! There's no fucking way I'm helping a Quirkless loser like you! Now tell me where Deku is!" The mysterious Kamen Rider shouts in Shiki's face.
"How am I supposed to know where he is? I've been over here fighting the latest Nomu." Shiki tells him while glaring at him.
"You useless fuck!" The Kamen Rider angrily shouts at him as he roughly throws Shiki to the ground.
Shiki winches as he quickly tries to stand up despite the pain and looks toward the Kamen Rider.
"You're not going to keep fucking running, Deku. I'll put you back in your damn place and show you who the real number one hero is." The Kamen Rider mutters as he puts his palms behind his back and uses explosions to propel him forward.
Shiki watches him go for a second while holding his throat before quickly pulling out his phone and speed-dialing his grandpa's number. When he picks it up, Shiki immediately shouts into it.
"Grandpa, we have a big problem! Someone attacked me after I beat the Nomu, and they had a Hero Driver!" Shiki tells him in a panic.
"What!" Fumihito asks in a panic. Shiki can hear something slamming and figures his grandpa had slammed his other hand on his desk while standing up.
"Yeah, they assaulted me after I finished the latest Nomu before threatening me for Midoriya's location," Shiki explains in a somewhat raspy tone.
"Are you okay? You sound a little funny. Did they do anything else to you?" Fumihito quickly asks his grandson in worry when he hears their voice.
"Yeah, they just had me by the throat. So my voice is a little raspy. I'll be okay. We need to tell Midoriya and his dad about this, though. Before whoever they are can attack him." Shiki tells his grandpa.
"I'll call your friend's dad. You try to call him. I'll also have a few Commission members alert the heroes in the area about a rogue Kamen Rider. Be safe." Fumihito tells Shiki.
"I will. It's Midoriya I'm worried about." Shiki tells his grandpa before hanging up.
Unknown to Shiki, someone had been watching him since he arrived to fight Minotaur Nomu.
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The doctor watches Shiki with a hand on his chin while inside the shadow-covered laboratory.
"Interesting. So one of the Kamen Riders is the Hero Public Safety Commission's chairman's grandson. It looks like that other one somehow managed to get their hands on this 'Hero Driver' as well." Doctor says in interest.
He watches as Shiki dials another number with a look of interest.
"They seem to care about the other Kamen Rider a lot. Well, I have enough data on this one for now." Doctor says before pressing a button under a microphone on his computer.
"Chamelo-Fly. Follow that new Kamen Rider around the city. He seems to be hunting the last Kamen Rider." Doctor orders.
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Behind Shiki, another Nomu appears out of thin air with a camera in their arms.
The Nomu looks like a mix between a chameleon and a dragonfly. They have bright green skin and red compound eyes on a stubby face with their brain showing on top of their head. The Nomu has an athletic masculine build with dark blue pants and dragonfly-like wings sticking out of their back.
"Right away, Dr. Garaki," Chamelo-Fly mutters before camouflaging himself again and flying away after the Kamen Rider that had attacked Shiki.
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Hisashi is working on a jetpack at his lab without David or Samuel. However, his work is interrupted by his phone ringing. Hisashi pulls his phone out and answers it without even looking at the caller id.
"Hello, engineering genius Midoriya Hisashi, here," Hisashi answers nonchalantly.
"WHO THE HELL DID YOU GIVE A HERO DRIVER TO, MIDORIYA!?" Fumihito shouts into Hisashi's ear.
Hisashi holds his ear in pain after that and glares into the phone.
"What are you talking about? I haven't given anyone a Hero Driver. We haven't even finished the third model yet." Hisashi tells Fumihito while looking towards a table where a nearly complete Hero Driver rests.
The face of the Driver is off to reveal various circuitry and fans within the device.
"Then how is it that another Kamen Rider has appeared and attacked my grandson? Unless whoever is creating these Nomu has already managed to copy your technology, your group is the only one capable of producing a Driver. Whoever has it seems to be hunting your son down as well." Fumihito tells Hisashi in an agitated tone.
"What!" Hisashi shouts in a panic.
"Yes, your son seems to be their target. That's why I'm even more confused about how they got a Hero Driver and why you gave it to them." Fumihito tells Hisashi, his tone starting to soften slightly as their conversation continues, becoming increasingly clear that Hisashi had nothing to do with the person who attacked his grandson.
"Well, we didn't give anyone a Hero Driver over here. We haven't even finished the third one yet. So, I don't know how someone could get their hands on one." Hisashi tells Fumihito.
"Do you think one of your teammates could be moonlighting by selling off their own personally made Hero Driver? If I remember correctly, both Mr. Shield and Mr. Abraham should have the resources to make their own with their connections on I-Island." Fumihito tells Hisashi in a grim tone.
Hisashi's eyes narrow when Fumihito says that, but it's not out of anger for his friends being accused. It wouldn't be the first time someone in any part of the hero industry made back-alley deals with someone for money or fame. As much as Hisashi hates the idea of his friends and fellow Hero Driver developers doing the same, he can't rule it out.
"I don't know. They may have done it. I'll have to check with the company president to see if any of her company's resources have 'mysteriously' disappeared. I'll look into it. So, don't get involved. I don't want to risk accusing anyone until we know for certain. Are we clear?" Hisashi asks Fumihito.
"I will accept that for only two weeks. If you don't find any results, I will have my own investigation into your team. You forget that the H.P.S.C. ordered the Hero Drivers to defeat the Nomu. We can't risk them falling into the wrong hands and must shut down any back-alley deals with them. I will not investigate your co-workers. However, I will have people tail them to ensure another leak doesn't happen again. Are we clear?" Fumihito asks in return as he sets his guidelines down.
"I can accept that." Hisashi agrees to his terms.
Fumihito hangs up, and Hisashi quickly speed-dials his son's number in a panic.
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Izuku and Sero are playing a shooter game at an arcade when Izuku's phone rings. However, Izuku doesn't seem to hear his phone over the sound of music and various video game noises within the arcade.
"Nice shot Midoriya." Sero tells him as he hits a tyrannosaurus in the eye to make it stumble backward, giving them more time to kill it.
"Thanks." Izuku smiles at the compliment.
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"Damn it, son. Of all the times you choose not to pick up your phone." Hisashi mutters to himself as he watches the phone go to voicemail.
Hisashi looks uncertain about what to do now that he can't reach his son.
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Katsuki is propelling himself over the city streets while searching for Izuku.
His Kamen Rider costume consists of a black full-body suit with a black chest plate, orange trim, sleek shoulder pads, and an orange X across his torso. He wears black and orange boots that stop just under his silver knee pads and green markings on his upper legs. Around Katsuki's neck, excluding the front is a silver collar. He has dark green gloves, orange palms, and silver armguards on his forearms. Katsuki's helmet covers his entire head with orange markings on the forehead, a silver mouthpiece, and glaring orange eyes with ends that look like explosions.
"Where the hell are you, Deku? Quit hiding!" Katsuki shouts in anger despite no one being able to hear him.
However, that isn't totally true, as he soon finds someone flying next to him.
"Hey, you're one of those Kamen Riders, right?" A voice next to him asks.
That startles Katsuki slightly, and he immediately aims a palm at his side where the voice came from.
"Woah, hey!" The person next to him shouts as they barely manage to avoid a spear-shaped explosion from the person he tried to talk to.
The explosion propels Katsuki to the side, and it takes him a moment to regain himself with his constant explosions. When he finally regains his balance, he gets a good look at the person who had been talking to him.
The person is wearing a crimson full-body suit with white metallic armor plates on his chest, arms, and knees and a smooth arrowhead-like helmet that shows the middle of his face, revealing light skin and green eyes, and some blond locks of hair. Attached and covering the entirety of his forearms are two sleek cannons, and he has a rectangular jetpack that matches his armor.
"Sorry, didn't mean to sneak up on you there." The hero apologizes after taking time to recover from the shock of being attacked.
"Then maybe don't suddenly talk when someone is flying in the damn air!" Katsuki shouts at the hero.
"Sorry. Anyway, you're one of the Kamen Riders, right?" The hero asks.
"Yeah, who's asking?" Katsuki snaps at the hero.
"Airjet. I just flew into town after hearing about how Nomus have been popping up lately. I figured I could help. So, who are you? I don't recognize you as one of the two I've heard about from my friends." Airjet tells Katsuki.
"Don't lump me in with those worthless pieces of shit. I am much better than both of them put together!" Katsuki shouts at Airjet.
That outburst causes him to fly back slightly in shock. He also starts to feel something is off about this person.
"I may want to alert a few people about this guy if he tries to pull something. Something doesn't seem right about him." Airjet thinks to himself as his eyes narrow slightly, and he proceeds the rest of their meeting cautiously.
"Well, what are you doing up here? Are you patrolling from above like I am?" Airjet asks Katsuki.
"No, I'm looking for Deku!" Katsuki shouts at the hero.
"You mean your friend?" Airjet asks before Katsuki flies straight into his face.
"He is not my friend. He's a fucking annoyance that keeps getting in my way of being number one." Katsuki tells them in a grim and cold tone as he glares at Airjet from behind his helmet.
Okay, now Airjet knows something is wrong but decides not to move against Katsuki until he gathers a group of heroes in case this guy is as strong as the other Kamen Riders.
"Well, good luck finding them then. I'm going to finish up my patrol and then head home." Airjet tells him as he quickly moves to fly away from the scene. However, before he does, he asks one more question.
"By the way, what's your hero name?" Airjet asks Katsuki.
"King Explosion Murder!" Katsuki shouts at Airjet, causing the man to sweatdrop.
"You've got to be kidding me. This guy isn't even trying to hide how suspicious he is." Airjet thinks to himself before flying off.
"I'd better start spreading the word about this guy in case he tries anything." Airjet thinks to himself as he flies off.
"Damn extra not minding his own business," Katsuki grunts in annoyance as he searches for Deku again, not knowing Airjet's plan or that he's being followed.
Close behind K.E.M. is Chamelo-Fly, who follows at a safe distance, with the sound of their wings drowned out by K.E.M.'s explosions. They continue to follow K.E.M. for a few more minutes until K.E.M. suddenly rapidly propels himself downward with an angry shout.
"There you are, Deku!" K.E.M. shouts as they rapidly descend toward the ground.
As this happens, his target and Sero look up toward the sky when they hear explosions. The sound of the explosions makes Izuku tense up almost instinctively. However, that tenseness is amplified when he hears a name come from a familiar voice, albeit somewhat muffled.
"Deku!" K.E.M. shouts as they charge toward Izuku and Sero.
Acting quickly, Izuku pushes Sero and him out of the way before K.E.M.'s attack can land. However, the force from K.E.M.'s attack creates a lot of power that destroys the ground under him and sends multiple people flying, including Izuku and Sero.
Izuku and Sero quickly fly onto the streets. However, they seem to land weirdly and get injured slightly from it. Groaning, Izuku looks toward Sero in worry.
"Are you okay?" Izuku asks Sero, who winches slightly in pain.
Shakily, Sero nods.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. What tried to hit us?" Sero asks as the two of them look towards the smoldering crater to see who or what tried to attack them.
When the dust settles, the two and anyone looking at the crater can see Kamen Rider K.E.M. standing in the middle.
"Isn't that a Kamen Rider?" Sero questions with wide eyes
K.E.M. quickly launches himself out of the hole by igniting his palm and lands in front of the downed Izuku. K.E.M. then roughly grabs Izuku by the shirt and lifts him into the air menacingly.
"Deku," K.E.M. says through gritted teeth as his hold tightens slightly.
Izuku looks at K.E.M. in fear and confusion at what he is doing. However, that doesn't last long as recognition flashes across his face, and only worry and horror are left in him.
"Kacchan?" Izuku shakily asks him.
"You damn useless Deku. Why are you always getting in my fucking way!?" K.E.M. shouts in Izuku's face as he prepares to launch his other palm into Izuku's face.
However, he is stopped by getting shot in the back from above. The force and surprise from the attack cause K.E.M. to drop Izuku and let him quickly crawl away. K.E.M. angrily turns around and looks up to see Airjet glaring at him with his cannon arms aimed at K.E.M.
"Everyone clear the area! There's a dangerous villain in the area! Other heroes are coming, but you must get out of here!" Airjet shouts at all the civilians in the area as he keeps his weapons trained on K.E.M.
K.E.M. looks at Airjet in anger. He clenches his fists and shakes in anger at what Airjet calls him. Suddenly, K.E.M. launches himself in the air and charges toward Airjet while shouting.
"I'm not a fucking villain! I'm the next number-one hero!" K.E.M. shouts at Airjet as he prepares to attack them for hitting him in the back.
Airjet flies backward while rapidly firing at K.E.M. to try and stop his charge. However, K.E.M. uses his explosions to maneuver out of the way of Airjet's shots and continues to close the distance between them. He soon reaches Airjet and sends an explosive palm right into Airjet's jetpack, causing it to malfunction and be difficult for Airjet to control.
"Come on, come on," Airjet mutters as he tries to regain control of his jetpack before he flies into a building or falls to the ground.
However, he doesn't have time to try and stabilize himself as K.E.M. isn't done yet. K.E.M. quickly launches another explosive palm into Airjet's chest and sends him flying toward the ground. K.E.M. quickly lands next to him and grabs him in anger.
"That's what you get for getting in my way, you damn extra. I'm the next number-one hero, and no one will get in my fucking way. Especially not a useless Deku!" K.E.M. shouts at the hero as he turns to where he last saw Izuku.
However, he doesn't see Izuku or Sero anywhere in the area. This causes K.E.M. to let out a roar of anger.
"Damn it, Deku! Come out, and fucking fight me, you coward!" K.E.M. screams as he throws Airjet away.
Inside a nearby alleyway, Izuku and Sero were taking cover behind a dumpster, trying to catch their breath.
"Holy crap, dude. What is that guy's problem? Do you know him?" Sero asks Izuku in a low whisper.
Izuku looks nervous when Sero asks that and rubs his arm.
"I may have an idea," Izuku says nervously as he peeks over the dumpster to look at K.E.M.
When he does, he sees K.E.M. looking around before other heroes start showing.
"Crap, the guy already took out Airjet," Slugger says in alarm when he sees the aerial hero on the ground in pain.
"What do we do? If this guy is as strong as the other Kamen Riders, then we won't be able to stop him." Arga tells Slugger as she nervously looks at K.E.M.
"Well, I guess we have no choice but to try and keep him contained until backup shows. If we're lucky, the other two Kamen Riders will show up and help take this guy out." Slugger tells her as a baseball made of energy appears in his hand, and he throws it at K.E.M.
K.E.M. sees the baseball coming and quickly throws an explosive palm at it to destroy it. However, the baseball detonates itself as soon as it interacts with his palm. The force from K.E.M.'s explosion cancels out the grenade-like baseball's explosion.
Arga quickly follows up with a sonic scream toward K.E.M. The attack pushes K.E.M. back slightly and causes him to focus on the two heroes.
"Quit getting in my way!" K.E.M. shouts at the two as he uses explosions to propel himself forward through the force of Arga's sonic scream to get to them.
Arga tries to keep him at bay, with Slugger helping by launching more grenade-like energy baseballs at K.E.M., but their combined effort doesn't seem to do much against K.E.M. as he charges toward them. Soon, K.E.M. is on top of the two heroes and launches a palm strike on them, sending them flying with some burn marks and scrapes from their landing.
"Damn it, Deku! Quit fucking hiding and fight me already! Fight me so I can prove how useless you are! You think you can get in my way again after all these years! I'm the one who will be number one!" K.E.M. angrily shouts into the air when his target is nowhere in sight.
"So, what is this guy? Is he supposed to be Deku's archnemesis or something?" Sero asks Izuku where they're hiding.
"Uh, I guess. I'm wondering where he got a Hero Driver." Izuku tells Sero while staring at the Driver around K.E.M.'s waist.
"A what?" Sero asks Izuku in confusion.
Izuku freezes slightly when he realizes his mistake.
"Uhh, never mind." Izuku quickly tells Sero as he nervously shifts in place.
"Wait, do you know something about the Kamen Riders?" Sero asks Izuku with a raised eyebrow.
"N-no, of course not." Izuku quickly shakes his head rapidly, but Sero isn't buying it.
"Dude, we are being attacked by a madman trying to find one of the two Kamen Riders. If you are holding out information that can help us, stop." Sero begs the other teen.
Those words seem to have broken the dam that is Izuku Midoriya as words start flooding rapidly from the boy's mouth.
"I'm one of the Kamen Riders, and the person hunting me might be my old middle school bully, but I don't know how he got a Hero Driver because my dad hates him for bullying me because I'm Quirkless. I don't know why he's hunting me down, though, because he's always aspired to be a hero." Izuku rapidly tells Sero at such a quick pace that Sero can barely keep up with his words.
"Could you run that by me again?" Sero requests after a few seconds of trying and failing to process Izuku's words.
Izuku repeats what he says to Sero at a slower pace. Every word that comes from Izuku's mouth seems to cause Sero's eyes to widen even more.
"So, let me get this straight. You're Kamen Rider Deku, that guy over there is your old school bully, and he's aspiring to be a hero and yet is acting like a villain while hunting you down for some reason." Sero clarifies to make sure he has everything right.
When he sees Izuku nod in confirmation, he lets out a whistle.
"Wow, your life is crazy." Sero jokes with a grin.
Izuku can't help but nod in agreement.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Go out there and take his ass down." Sero tells Izuku while motioning toward K.E.M., who is fighting against the two ninja heroes that helped the Kamen Riders against Clone Nomu.
Those words make Izuku freeze up in fear.
"I-I can't fight him. Kacchan has always been strong. I won't be able to win against him." Izuku quickly tells Sero in a panic.
"Come on; you're an awesome fighter. You've fought what, two, three different Nomu? Do you know how many of them have taken down groups of heroes? You've got this. He may have a strong Quirk, but you have more experience using that Hero Driver thing." Sero tells him while pointing at K.E.M.'s Hero Driver.
Izuku mauls over Sero's words for a minute.
"He's not wrong. Kacchan should have just gotten his Hero Driver. So, he shouldn't have a lot of Power Coins besides his Explosion Quirk." Izuku thinks to himself.
However, the thought of fighting Katsuki causes his mind to flashback to something from their past.
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"W-why are you being so mean, Kacchan?" A younger Izuku shakily asks as he stands before a crying boy with his fists raised to protect him.
Across from the two is a younger Katsuki with two other boys standing behind him. One has lengthened fingers, while the other has dragon-like wings coming out of his back.
"If you don't start being nice, I'll stop you," Izuku warns Katsuki despite the scared tears threatening to spill from his eyes.
Katsuki smirks at Izuku when he says that and slams a fist into his palm. When he does, a miniature explosion is released.
"So you're trying to be a hero, Deku? You don't stand a chance of doing anything without a Quirk." Katsuki tells him before he and his friends charge at the two crying boys.
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That memory causes Izuku to freeze up again. He seems to close himself off as he hugs his legs behind the dumpster.
"H-hey, Midoriya, are you okay?" Sero asks Izuku in worry when he sees Izuku hug his legs tightly.
"I-I can't do it. I can't beat him. I could never stand up to him and win before. I had to change schools for anything to change." Izuku tells Sero with tears starting to form in his eyes.
Sero stares at Izuku nervously when he sees him close himself off. Uncertain about what to do, Sero rests his hand on Izuku's shoulder, reassuring him.
"H-hey, it'll be alright, Midoriya. We can wait until the other Kamen Rider guy comes around to stop him instead. Why don't we focus on getting out of here?" Sero tells Izuku when he realizes how much the idea of fighting K.E.M. affects him.
Izuku looks up at Sero when he says that. The worried look on Sero's face and his weakness make him tighten his grip on his legs. However, it soon loosens, and Izuku hesitantly nods.
"A-alright." Izuku shakily nods at Sero's suggestion
At the same time, Shiki finally arrives at the scene and sees K.E.M. He glares at K.E.M. and mutters.
"Round two, asshole."
Shiki looks around to see there isn't anyone around his street corner. Most of them are watching the fight between heroes and K.E.M. To be safe, though, Shiki quickly dives behind a car before placing the Hero Driver on his waist and inserting the Rifle Power Coin.
"Rifle + Quirkless, blank match!" The Hero Driver shouts before Shiki turns the key to transform.
After transforming, Chamber materializes his Ultra Magnum and switches it to rifle mode before resting it on the car hood to try and get a shot on K.E.M. Luckily, the city heroes responded to K.E.M. a lot faster than expected. So, they were able to keep him pinned in one place. They have been getting in Chamber's line of sight more than he likes.
He soon gets a clear shot on K.E.M. and pulls out one of the new Power Coins he gained from Minotaur Nomu.
"Let's see how well this works," Chamber mutters as he inserts the Power Coin with the bull symbol.
He inserts it into the Ultra Magnum's coin slot, and golden energy seems to build up in the muzzle as the Hero Driver shouts.
"Power Bull Finish!"
Taking a minute to make sure he'll hit K.E.M. instead of another hero, Chamber pulls the trigger and fires a blast of energy at K.E.M. However, the shot soon morphs into a golden bull with glowing orange eyes as it flies toward the rogue Kamen Rider. The attack soars toward its target with reckless abandonment and slams into their unsuspecting back.
When Chamber sees this, he quickly swaps the Ultra Magnum to pistol mode and runs toward the scene. As he does, a couple of heroes cheer.
"Glad to see one of you is finally here. So, do you know this guy? Because he looks like a Kamen Rider." Slugger asks Chamber while pointing towards the recovering K.E.M.
"No, he attacked me earlier and is searching for Deku. I don't know how he got his hands on a Hero Driver to turn into a Kamen Rider, but he shouldn't have that. We have to rip that belt off of him." Chamber explains to Slugger and any other heroes listening.
Unknown to Chamber and the heroes, Chamelo-Fly is watching from above while giving Dr. Garaki a perfect view safely from his lab.
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"This will be a perfect opportunity to gather data and possibly steal one of those devices simultaneously. Chamelo-Fly, I want you to try and take the device around one of the Kamen Riders' waists the first chance you get." Dr. Garaki orders the named Nomu.
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"As you wish, Dr. Garaki." Chamelo-Fly nods.
Unknown to everyone involved, other eyes are watching the fight between Kamen Riders with narrowed eyes while in the crowd. It's the same skeletal man that was watching Deku's debut fight.
"What is going on, David? You told me that the Rider system was made to help with the Nomu."
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Inside a restaurant, the skeletal man and David sit together and converse.
"What do you mean the person I saw take down that Nomu was a young man who hasn't even graduated high school yet?" The skeletal man whispers while staring at his friend in shock.
David smiles at the skeletal man's reaction.
"It's like I said, Toshinori. The person who fought that Nomu a couple of days ago wasn't actually a hero. He's a member of the new program I told you I was helping create." David reveals to the now-named Toshinori.
"Why would you choose someone who hasn't even properly studied to become a hero?" Toshinori asks his friend, worried for the young man he had seen fight Swamp Nomu.
David looks at Toshinori for a second before looking towards his drink.
"To tell you the truth, that young man is Hisashi's son. He's Quirkless like Melissa but still dreams of becoming a hero and protecting people. So, I could understand Hisashi's feelings about wanting to give the Hero Driver over to him." David tells Toshinori.
Toshinori's eyes widen when David reveals that, and he can only dumbly stare at David. David sees his reaction and can't help but let out a small laugh.
"Another thing that made me agree to continue helping while knowing it was going to him is that he's a lot like you," David tells him before sipping his drink.
"A lot like me?" Toshinori asks?
"Yeah, he wants to become a hero who inspires others and puts a smile on their faces. He admires you a lot." David tells Toshinori.
Toshinori takes a few seconds to process this. When he does, his mind seems to run a mile a minute with his thoughts.
"Well, I'm happy to hear how I inspired the young man. Maybe you could introduce me to him sometime." Toshinori suggests to David.
David smiles at the idea.
"That would probably be the happiest day of his life," David tells him before his phone rings.
David answers his phone and, after a couple of minutes on the phone, gets out of the booth to leave.
"Sorry, Toshinori. Something came up. We'll have to continue this another time." David apologizes.
"Don't worry about it, David. I had to do that to you a lot when we were younger." Toshinori laughs as he waves his friend's apology off.
After watching David leave, Toshinori looks at his glass of water, deep in thought about this new information.
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"Where are you, Deku? Why aren't you here helping Chamber?" Toshinori thinks as he watches the heroes and Chamber spread out to surround K.E.M. slightly before he does anything.
"You fucking bastard! I'm going to kill you!" K.E.M. shouts at Chamber before his Hero Driver materializes something.
"Rumble Hammer!" The Hero Driver shouts as it materializes a two-handed hammer-like weapon for K.E.M.
K.E.M.'s weapon can be considered the strangest looking out of the three Kamen Riders. Its size looks close to K.E.M.'s height, with a long two-handed black and silver handle and a grenade resting horizontally on the end of it.
"Where the hell did he hide that thing? What is with you guys and weapons?" Slugger panicky asks as he backs away when he sees K.E.M.'s hammer.
"Die!" K.E.M. shouts as he uses both his hands to slam the Rumble Hammer into the ground in front of him, causing a large explosion in the vicinity that sends multiple people flying.
When the dust settles, only a few heroes are left standing, and even some far-off spectators are on their backs from the force of the attack. The heroes still standing include Chamber, Slugger, and Arga. However, two of those three look uncertain about what to do in the face of K.E.M.'s overwhelming power.
"Holy crap. What the hell are we supposed to do against this guy? One hit from that hammer is enough to vaporize someone." Slugger mutters with wide eyes behind his mask and a slight tremble in his body.
Arga doesn't say anything. All she does is gulp down the saliva building up in her mouth nervously.
Surprisingly or unsurprisingly, depending on if someone knows who is behind the mask of Chamber, Chamber doesn't seem as nervous as the other two. In fact, if one could see behind his mask, one would see the determined glint that looks to be building within Chamber's eyes.
K.E.M. releases the grip of one of his hands on the hammer and drags it across the ground behind him as he menacingly walks toward the three trying to stop him in his irrational hunt for Deku. As Chamber sees this, he decides to ask the question on everyone's mind.
"Why are you hunting Deku so much? What are you trying to gain from fighting him?" Chamber asks the rogue Kamen Rider.
"What do I gain? What the fuck do I gain? I gain the satisfaction of putting that Quirkless nobody back in his place. He was always looking down on me while we were growing up! And now he thinks he can become a hero before me because of his dad. Like hell, I would let that happen!" K.E.M.
That declaration started a tidal wave of whispers from the crowd.
"Quirkless? That doesn't make any sense. I watched Deku's fight in person. He had abilities that could only come from a Quirk."
"It could have been from his support gear. Plenty of heroes use support gear to make it seem like there was more to their Quirk."
"How does he expect to show he's a better hero by only beating Deku? That doesn't make any sense to me."
"Maybe he's trying to prove he's stronger than Deku."
"That still doesn't explain why he's fighting other heroes and causing so much destruction if he's a hero."
"Maybe he's just an insane villain who believes he's a hero and sees Deku as his archnemesis because of their similar costumes."
As the debates continue to surround him, K.E.M. seems to be getting angrier and angrier.
"Shut the hell up, you extras!" K.E.M. shouts at the crowd, causing them to quiet down in fear.
"Now, get out of my way so I can look for Deku!" K.E.M. snaps at the three heroes still standing while the other heroes are starting to recover.
K.E.M.'s order is met with Chamber aiming his rifle at K.E.M.
"No," Chamber says before pulling the trigger to fire off another, but much weaker, blast toward K.E.M.
K.E.M. quickly turns his body to the side to dodge the attack before looking back towards Chamber. His anger was plain to anyone, even behind the armor.
"Die!" K.E.M. shouts angrily as he heaves the Rumble Hammer in the air before grabbing it with his other hand and charging toward Chamber.
"I need to start better pacing myself." Toshinori thinks to himself as he watches K.E.M. charge toward the heroes with tightened knuckles.
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Back with Izuku and Sero, the two managed to escape the alley when K.E.M. was shot in the back by Chamber. The two teens are running down the streets to get further from K.E.M. After a few minutes, the two stop to take a break.
"You okay, Midoriya?" Sero asks the other teen.
"Y-yeah. Sorry, you must think I'm pretty useless, right?" Izuku apologizes while he looks toward the ground with a sad and displeased expression.
Sero winches when he hears Izuku says that and decides to try and say something to comfort him.
"I never said that. You're not useless for wanting to run away from him. I'm sure most people would run away from a guy like that." Sero tells Izuku in his best attempt at a soothing tone.
"But I'm supposed to be a hero. Heroes don't run." Izuku tells Sero with angry tears running down his face.
Izuku quickly falls to his butt and leans up to the wall behind him with angry tears falling from his eyes. Sero sees this and runs over to the other teen. However, he can hear Izuku's muffled cries before he can even get a word in.
"I can't beat him. He's going to beat me up like throughout our childhood. I shouldn't have been the one to get the Hero Driver. I'm just a useless Deku." Izuku cries to himself, but Sero can hear him and gives Izuku a look of pity and sadness.
Sitting next to Izuku, Sero looks at him and pulls out the notebook full of Izuku's notes on Quirks before turning the pages to find something he can use to help cheer Izuku up. Finally, he lands on the page where Izuku has been documenting his abilities as a Kamen Rider and what the Power Coins do.
"My Rider form's best weapon is the enhanced speed and agility. I should start making better use of it during my fights. The Hero Driver also doesn't seem to be able to give my Quirk a new property, as I couldn't freeze an abstract object like the wind with the Solidification Power Coin. However, it may be because of the initial strength of the Quirk and not the Hero Driver. I'll need to experiment more to find out." Sero reads in his mind while looking at a drawing of Kamen Rider Deku and a couple of Power Coins.
Seeing these notes, Sero knows how he can help Izuku.
"Wow, these are really good, Midoriya. I don't think that I could keep detailed notes like this. You're taking notes on everything involving your suit and those coins." Sero tells Izuku with a somewhat strained grin.
Izuku seems to calm down slightly when he hears that and looks toward Sero with teary eyes. Seeing that he's caught Izuku's attention, Sero continues.
"I've never really been school smart. So, this kind of thing would float over my head, and I wouldn't think about taking notes. I'd just go by memory." Sero tells Izuku with a small laugh.
"Thanks." Izuku quietly thanks Sero.
"Anyway, it's pretty cool that you're a hero despite everything. I mean, you took down three Nomu as Deku. I think that's more than most heroes can say." Sero compliments Izuku.
Izuku seems to loosen his grip slightly before it tightens around him again.
"It was only thanks to the Hero Driver that I could do that." Izuku sadly tells Sero.
"I mean, sure, but you're still the person using it. What was that old saying? A weapon is only as strong as its wielder, I think." Sero tells Izuku.
Izuku doesn't say anything to that and thinks about Sero's words.
"Dad said that I was one of the best choices for the Hero Driver because of how well I can analyze Quirks, but I thought he was trying to be a good dad. Now Sero is here telling me he thinks I can be a good Kamen Rider. Do they really think I was the better choice over Kacchan?" Izuku questions himself in his mind.
However, the same memory of when he tried to fight Katsuki as a kid keeps replaying in his mind. That memory causes him to freeze up again and worry about having to fight K.E.M. now.
"But that doesn't matter against Kacchan. He'll crush me like when we were growing up." Izuku tells Sero, causing Sero to look at him in worry.
"Alright, what's up with that guy that has you so scared of him? It's obvious you know each other if he's hunting you down, and you're so scared of him." Sero says as he looks at Izuku with confusion and worry.
Izuku looks toward Sero before looking at her knees with sad eyes.
"Kacchan and I used to be best friends when we were little kids. He was always talented, and everyone was excited for him when his Quirk came in because of its power." Izuku starts, and Sero nods in understanding.
"Yeah, that guy is crazy strong. So, it makes sense." Sero nods before Izuku continues.
"However, Kacchan always had an attitude problem. He always looked down on others. It only got worst when his Quirk came in, while mine didn't. Eventually, he started calling me Deku, which means useless and started bullying other kids. I'd always try to stop him but would get beat up." Izuku tells Sero.
"Are you serious? Damn, that guy is an asshole." Sero mutters in shock while looking in the direction they ran from.
Izuku can't help but sadly nod before continuing his story.
"It only got worst when we got older. The teachers never seemed to do anything while he and other students bullied me up to my final year of middle school. Then it led to a specific event that caused my dad to pull me out of school when he found out and put me in home school." Izuku explains, causing Sero to look at him curiously.
"What happened?" Sero asks Izuku.
Izuku flinches when Sero asks that and nervously fidgets in his spot.
"I'd rather not talk about it if that's okay," Izuku tells Sero.
Seeing that talking about it brings up some bad memories, Sero decides to let the subject go. So Izuku can finish his story.
"After that, Mom and Dad put me in some therapy to help me realize how toxic my relationship with him was. I haven't seen Kacchan since I was taken out of middle school. I never expected him to get a Hero Driver since my dad told me he was in charge of choosing who gets to use it." Izuku finishes.
"Okay, so let me see if I understand this right. Your old childhood bully has the same item as you, which he shouldn't have. And you're afraid to fight him because of all the bad memories you have with him. Did I get that right?" Sero asks for clarification.
Izuku nods toward Sero, and Sero looks at Sero for a few seconds before saying.
"Well, why can't you win now? Sure, back then, you couldn't do anything since he had a powerful Quirk. However, now you have something that lets you use multiple abilities. I mean, your notes right here show that you can use Miruko's Quirk." Sero tells him while hitting Izuku's open notebook with the back of his other hand.
"Because he has the same-" Izuku starts before he freezes as he thinks about Sero's words.
"Kacchan doesn't have any of my Power Coins. All he probably has was his Quirk's Power Coin if he didn't get the Hero Driver from Dad." Izuku realizes in his mind.
This realization causes Izuku to start to gain hope. It's not a lot, but it's still some.
"Could, could I really defeat Kacchan? I've beaten a few Nomu, and they all had strong Quirks. Plus, I have the Power Coins from those victories. Not to mention that Hikage will be helping me." Izuku thinks to himself.
As he analyzes the situation, that hope rises in his chest.
"We-we could actually win. We could actually beat him." Izuku realizes.
Slowly but surely, Izuku starts to loosen his grip on his knees and get up. He then reaches into his bag to pull out the Hero Driver and stares at it, hesitating to put it on. On the other hand, Sero is staring at the Hero Driver with a look of shock and glee.
"Holy crap, you are Deku. I had some doubts, but that is so cool." Sero excitedly tells Izuku as he stares at the Hero Driver in amazement.
Izuku doesn't listen to him, though, too engrossed in the debate currently running through his mind. Finally, Izuku seems to decide as he sets the Hero Driver around his waist, and it clamps on.
"Are you ready?" The Hero Driver asks enthusiastically.
Taking a deep breath while standing up, Izuku pulls out the Rabbit Power Coin and inserts it into the Hero Driver's coin slot.
"Rabbit + Quirkless, blank match!" The Hero Driver shouts before Izuku turns the key.
"JUMP, JUMP, REACH FOR THE MOON, JUMPING RABBIT!"
The Hero Driver's glowing particles surround Izuku and amaze Sero as he transforms into Kamen Rider Deku.
"KAMEN RIDER DEKU!" The hero driver announces once the transformation finishes.
"Okay, that is so awesome!" Sero shouts with an excited grin on his face.
"Thanks," Izuku says while rubbing his head in embarrassment.
"No problem. Now, go kick that crazy guy's ass." Sero tells Izuku while pointing toward the direction they came from.
Izuku nods and quickly uses his suit's advanced agility to jump toward the fight between K.E.M. and the heroes.
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Back with the said fight, it doesn't look like the heroes are doing well, as both Arga and Slugger are down, with only Chamber remaining. However, unlike last time, Chamber is putting up a fight.
Ducking under a swing from the Rumble Hammer, Chamber aims one of his arm guns at K.E.M. and fires at their chest. This causes K.E.M. to stagger backward, which Chamber attempts to capitalize on by inserting his other new Power Coin into the Ultra Magnum.
"Gatling Power Finish!" Chamber's Hero Driver shouts before Chamber aims the Ultra Magnum at K.E.M. and pulls the trigger.
Like a machine gun, the Ultra Magnum fires a barrage of bullets at the stunned K.E.M. to damage him further. However, K.E.M. isn't sent to the ground as he uses his Quirk to propel himself in the air and quickly recover. Upon recovering, K.E.M. charges toward Chamber. Chamber fires at K.E.M., but K.E.M. blocks his shots with the large handle of his Rumble Hammer. Chamber prepares to dodge his strike but is surprised when K.E.M. slams the Rumble Hammer into the ground, causing an explosion that sends Chamber flying and causing him to lose the Ultra Magnum. K.E.M. then capitalizes on this by charging toward the downed Chamber with his hammer raised overhead.
"Die!" K.E.M. shouts as he slams his hammer down to hit Chamber.
However, Chamber uses his arm guns to fire at K.E.M. and manages to stun him before he can finish the swing. The cannon on his head then fires upon K.E.M. and sends him flying again.
"Time to try something new," Chamber mutters as he pulls out the Power Coin he got from Clone Nomu and inserts it into the Hero Driver.
"SHADOW STALK POWER FINISH!" The Hero Driver shouts
Purple particles are released from Chamber over the surrounding area, and all the shadows around seem to gain a mind of their own and charge toward K.E.M. Some of them quickly wrap around K.E.M.'s limbs while others converge on each other to form a larger construct.
"You bastard!" K.E.M. angrily shouts as he tries to release himself from the shadows' hold.
The shadow construct charges toward K.E.M. to deliver a devastating strike, but K.E.M. thinks quickly and uses his explosive palms to destroy the shadows holding his arms; before using one hand to break one of the binds on his legs. Afterward, he propels himself to the side with his palms and avoids the attack before destroying the final restraint.
"You'll have to do better than that, you extra!" K.E.M. shouts before charging towards Chamber.
Chamber tries to stop K.E.M.'s momentum with his arm guns but can't seem to hit K.E.M. as he uses his explosions to dodge the shots and continue toward his target. As K.E.M. reaches Chamber and is about to deliver a powerful strike, he is suddenly met with the bottom of two boots to his face. Unable to recover from the surprise attack, K.E.M. slams into a car, denting its roof.
Chamber turns to see who hit K.E.M. and sees Deku standing near him with shocked and slightly fearful body language after delivering that surprise drop kick.
"Are you okay?" Chamber asks his friend in worry when he sees Deku's tenseness
"Y-yeah, it's just the first time I've managed to do that against Kacchan," Deku tells Chamber.
"Do you know each other? Why is he after you?" Chamber asks Deku in confusion while trying to keep an eye on K.E.M. in case he tries something.
As the two have their conversation, K.E.M. lies on the dented car roof in shock, not only from getting sent flying but because of who sent him flying.
"Did Deku just send me flying? Did fucking Deku just send me flying?" K.E.M. continues to ask in his mind as he slowly realizes what happened and starts clenching his fists in anger. More so than what he's felt all day, and that's saying something.
"It's a long story. I'll tell you about it later." Deku tells Chamber before they hear a shout.
"DEKU!!!" K.E.M. shouts as he propels himself off the car, causing more damage in the process, and angrily stands in front of the other Kamen Riders.
The show of power makes Deku slightly nervous. However, he fights that feeling and gets into a slight fighting stance.
"You're dead!" K.E.M. shouts as he charges at Deku.
Chamber quickly fires at K.E.M., but none of his bullets seem to scratch him as he uses his explosions to dodge. The attack doesn't even seem to gain K.E.M.'s attention as he continues solely charging at Deku.
"Deku, watch out!" Chamber shouts toward his friend as K.E.M. is right on top of him.
"Die!" K.E.M. shouts as he launches an explosive right palm toward Deku.
However, Deku charges forward to avoid K.E.M's palm and grabs his arm. K.E.M. stares at him in shock as Deku turns around while holding him and throws K.E.M. over his shoulder. K.E.M. can't do anything due to being frozen from shock while slammed into the ground, leaving a small crater upon impact.
"You always lead with a big right swing, Kacchan," Deku tells K.E.M. as he stares down at his old bully.
K.E.M. slowly sits up and turns his head to stare at Deku.
"Deku is the name of someone who protects others now. It's the name of a Kamen Rider. Deku is the name of a hero now!" Deku determinedly shouts at K.E.M. as he shakily resumes a battle stance.
K.E.M. slowly stands back up while saying
"Even though you're scared..." K.E.M. slowly says as he angrily raises his hands toward Deku.
"That's why I hate you!" K.E.M. shouts at him as he releases explosions from his palms for emphasis.
Okay, when I was making this story, it never really hit me how much of Bakugou's character I was deconstructing until I actually started writing this chapter. I never really had any strong feelings for Bakugou's character and mostly felt like he could have been an antagonist that only appeared in a few episodes at the start for Midoriya's growth. I even have a couple of stories saved where I like him as a character. So, it legitimately surprised me how much of his character was deconstructed for this story.
Things like how he nearly killed Izuku in the first training exercise and tried to attack him in broad daylight during Aizawa's test while the teacher was still there, his name choices, and his all-around aggressive behavior if no one realized he was in a hero school or young, that's not forgetting Aldera's treatment of letting him get away with a lot.
I just thought that was funny since a lot of my tags involve something related to Bakugou.
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As soon as he starts to talk about these things with you he starts to relax, feeling a sense of normalcy again. And that’s all thanks to you. Being here, being his support system, taking your time with him.
The three of you are in the middle of talking about horrendous baby names denki wanted when there’s a knock on the door.
“Sorry to barge in, I just wanted to let you know your friend made it out of surgery. She’s not awake yet, but we’re hopeful it was a success with no complications.” He heads toward the monitor to check Eijiro’s vitals and everything is going amazing. “We’re not allowing visitors in her room until morning but, If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to ask.”
Eijiro nods his head but his eyes are heavy and hung low. Tay was in that bad’a shape huh?
Kirishima. Like we said earlier, she was just doing what she does best. She’ll be just fine and we’ll go see her in the morning.
Sero braces his hands on his knees and stands, I’m gonna go break the news to Bakugou. I have a feeling he’s gonna find a way to get in there tonight
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Kiri and I both nod our heads knowing he’s probably right. Bakugou will find a way, even if he has to steal himself a white lab coat to do it. Thanks for all your help, Sero. I say with a soft smile just before he leaves the room.
As soon as the door gently shuts, scoot my chair just a bit closer to the bed, still fighting the urge to reach for him. I’m really, really glad you’re okay, baby. My voice is so quiet even if it’s just him and I now. More than you know.
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— surprise @kingkatsuki <3 I had the amazing honor of being your secret santa this year and may I just say, I’ve actually had this idea ever since we talked about Harry Potter and I was like 👁👁 hold on I bet she forgot so lemme just bring it back. I knew from the start that I wanted it to be a baku fic because……………… duh. but I threw shindou in there because I just felt the need to. get the best of both worlds if you know what I’m saying. anyways! I hope you like it nd have a happy christmas <33
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pairing: bakugou x fem!reader ; implied shindou x fem!reader
genre: Harry Potter au! smut <3
word count: + 4.7k
warnings: under the influence (lust spell), LIGHTLY implied cheating… like you’ll have to read in between the lines for that one, improper cleaning of wounds**— but we in magic school so it’s for the plot, a tad bit or oral (m! receiving), bakugou has trouble speaking during the smut — very self indulgent of me I’m so sorry jo—, slight (barely rough) public sex, aftercare is implied.
** please dear god do not rub alcohol on burn wounds, it doesn’t help at all.
a/n: (I feel I shouldn’t have to say this because I would never write for minors but since hogwarts IS a school—) everyone is over 18. this is placed in year 8 for everyone… or better yet, think of hogwarts as college if you will. Think of them as whatever age you’d like AS LONG AS ITS 18 AND UP.
ALSO PLEASE NOTE THIS IS NOT EDITED… but please enjoy regardless!!
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It was hard to focus on what you were doing when the obnoxious blonde UA representative was boasting so loudly.
“This is going to be the easiest of the tasks,” he smirked at the reporter, Rita Skeeter, “my… friend is an animagus who happens to be a dragon. I’m basically guaranteed to pass.”
Fiddling with your first aid kit, you urge yourself to focus and make sure everything is there. You had to use it a few after the first challenge, everything was very hectic so you couldn’t quite remember if you had put everything back.
“Hey, don’t worry,” That familiar cool voice comes from behind you, “I know you’re probably super stressed about me but I just want to assure you, I’m going to make it to the next round-- just for you. maybe get banged up a bit just so I could come to see you after.”
Sighing, you turn to face Shindou already knowing you’ll find a sly smirk on his stupidly handsome face.
Green, grey, and black really were his colors, his Slytherin sporting robe making his cunning eyes pop.
Giving him a once over, you scoff, “Yeah okay, but don’t hurt yourself too much. I still need all the… parts… functioning.”
He snorts, “even if the goods are damaged, you would mend them.”
“We’ll see about that.”
Little did you know, ruby-red eyes were set on your smile, scanning over the cute Hogwarts healer in training. There were several of you in the tent, but none had quite struck up Katsuki’s attention quite like you-- one of the only few people in your school that he’s seen with some backbone and a genuine personality. Not trying to do anything but your job… and maybe that prick who approached you.
Sucking at his teeth, he rolls his eyes and begins his stretching.
“Good day champions! gather around! Gather around, make a circle around me.” an excited voice demanded, making every head turn in the tent.
The silver-haired human version of a grandfather clock made his way to the center of the tent, followed by each challenger’s guardian. Once everyone was gathered, he was handed a deep aubergine velvet pouch that was closed tight by one of the others that had followed him into the tent.
Pulling the drawstrings loose, he makes sure to do it slowly, just for the theatrics, then taking a swift look at the person closest to him,
“Well go on then mister Shindou, reach into the bag.”
A slight smirk raises as he looks at you, bound up hand diving into the bag without hesitation.
you had to hold back a chuckle as you heard him hiss at the fizzle of heat that licked his fingers, the phrase, ‘so stupid is all you could think.
A moment later, he pulled out a small green dragon that sat in the palm of his hand, flapping its wings and blowing out small tufts of flames.
“The welsh green!” Dumbledore announced.
Shindou almost seemed pleased with this, keeping his eyes on you as he mouthed, ‘too easy.’
Rolling your eyes was the only thing you could respond with, having a creeping feeling that his cockiness was only going to bite him in the ass.
Going around, the other two champions go to get their dragons.
Durmastrang got the Chinese fireball, a scarlet dragon with a passion for flames.
Which only meant UA was left with the only other dragon… the Hungarian horntail.
Of all the dragons you read up on, that one had to be one of the more dangerous ones in the competition- more so, the most dangerous of all.
As the name suggests, a spiked tail flicked around in Bakugou’s palm, wings almost guarded as the mini version jeered toward him. Those little yellow beady eyes were challenging the spikey blonde, you could even tell from afar. Looking to see the champion’s reaction, only a small rise of surprise bubbled inside you, because Bakugou’s red eyes were staring right back at it, no sense of cockiness was present now. Just concentration, on the dragon and nothing else. You’d even go as far as to say he was studying in a mix of curiosity and determination.
Even if it was just a glance in your direction, you were caught staring and the sudden urge to spew that you didn't mean it like that-- that you were just observing how he was with the dragon-- was overwhelming.
Before you could formulate any sort of rebuttal, the blonde glanced back down, effectively silencing you.
What were you to do? Cause a slight scene just to clarify a minor misinterpreted interaction? No.
“Okay!” Dumbledore claps his hands, “these are all miniature representations of the dragons you will be facing. Each dragon is given a golden egg to protect, and you, as the champion, must retrieve it, for, within the golden egg, there is a vital clue for the next challenge. Without it, you are unable to move on.”
Turning to face the Hogwarts representative, the old wizard smiles, “okay mister Shindou, at the sound of the cann-“
The loudest boom shook the whole tent, the crack from the cannon making you almost feel as though you’ve been shot.
“Yes, well– at the sound of the cannon,” Dumbledore finished, rolling his eyes before looking up at Filch.
The circle dispersed and every other champion went to their corner while Shindou stood at the edge of the exit, trying to swallow any visible nerves.
Trying to be as nonchalant as possible, you inch over to him.
When he realizes you're heading over to him, he clears his throat and attempts to straighten up.
“You know, you’ve got this under control,” you murmured quietly enough so that only Shindou could hear.
You’ve known him long enough to predict his reaction— he’s a very proud man, some may say a little too proud that it borders on the line of cockiness… but you've seen him in action. Underneath all of those layers, he tries his best in everything he does. And right now, even though he might not show it, he needs that reassurance.
“Oh I know, doll. I’ve got this. Madame Pooch didn’t call me one of the fastest flyers for nothing. I’ve gotta live up to my name! And maybe… I’ll get a reward after I’m successful?” He smirked, eyeing you up and down.
“Hm… maybe. If I feel like it.” You whisper, throwing a little wink his way before heading back to your station, thinking about the offer.
It really is up to you, you’re well aware that the offer is always there… but you also know that you’re not the only gun in his arsenal.
You sigh as you sit down on the stool next to your kit; now is not the time to be thinking about that. It’s best if you just focus on the first trial; as soon as you properly took your seat, it wasn’t hard to do.
It was almost immediate, how he summoned his broom.
clever.
Watching Shindou soar through the air in such a small stadium was absolutely mesmerizing. All of his movements were sharp and precise, ever so swift. He was really good at leading the dragon to believe one thing when the exact opposite was in the works.
He actually wasn’t in there for too long; It was hard not to smile when he had a clearing, swooping down and snatching up the gleaming golden egg. He made haste to dive right into the exit of the stadium, leaving unscathed.
Good for him.
They’re probably leading him to go rest in the infirmary, where a nurse will check on him before letting him go about the rest of his day.
Another cannon let off, this time, one you were prepared for.
The contestant from Durmastrang stepped out into the open, seeming as though he’d almost fight the dragon by hand.
You were waiting for the moment where he would summon his broomstick, thinking it was the most logical thing to do, only to raise your eyebrows at him casting a sleep spell towards the reptile.
The beast fell with a hard thump, immediate deep snores echoed around the stadium, making it almost way too easy for him to retrieve the egg.
One last player entered the stadium, spikey blonde hair catching your eye.
Bakugou Katsuki.
He walked out as he had already won in such an odd costume- a tight orange X crossed at his chest, black fabric showing off his slim waist, but baggy black almost sweat like pants outlined with a loose green garter that held up at his waist; his stride was not in the obnoxious way you would think.
He strode out, keeping his eyes on the dragon, who was staring at Bakugou with the intent of roasting him like a marshmallow.
There was a moment of silence before he whipped out his wand from his lower garter and pointed it at the winged beast before screaming a curse in another language.
The curse was loud, popping crackles launched from his wand with a hot blinding light that whipped straight into the dragon’s eyes.
Multiple gasps came from the crowd; many in great Britain had never heard such a spell, you for sure didn’t.
The shock continued when not a moment later, the dragon screeched a loud shattering sound before heat licked the whole stadium.
Eyes wide, you watched the angry flames engulf the rocky bottom, every inch of the floor covered in inescapable heat.
Your heart dropped to your stomach as the dragon stopped, now preoccupied with getting whatever was in its eye, out.
For the first few seconds, a heavy silence hung in the air- the only things that seemed to be moving were the cloaks of panicked teachers moving in a dash to see if Bakugou was alright.
You were so concentrated on seeing if there was anything moving in the arena, anything at all, that when you did, you screamed out his name.
You didn’t mean to, you really didn’t. It wasn’t professional at all and could have put him in serious danger with the dragon again if you were loud enough; but when you saw the blonde hair, you couldn’t help it. To think you’d witness the death of a person you’ve seen only mere minutes ago- it felt like a reflex.
The champion was limping towards the exit, left arm severely burnt while his right carried the perfectly shiny golden egg. Half of his clothes were burnt off, but he didn’t seem to mind. He had one goal— and that was to successfully leave with the golden egg.
The teachers froze, unable to help, now seeing that he was alright impatiently waiting for him to cross the threshold so they could make sure he was okay.
His guardian, All Might– a tall, toned, slender man, was biting his nails with his gaze glued to his student. It was just then that you, being the healer that you are, should probably meet with madame Pomfrey and head down to do a quick inspection before guiding him to the infirmary.
You were on your way down when you saw the champion in question, wandering the stone halls.
“Uh, excuse me?” you call out in the quiet hall.
He stayed silent and kept walking.
“Bakugou? Bakugou Katsuki?” you try again but it did not change the speed in his pace.
“Hey-”
“Where do you keep your potions?” a gruff voice spoke out.
“I’m sorry?”
“Can’t you hear? I said where are your potions? I’m sporting a pretty bad burn here and I need it to heal before the next task.” he almost growled.
“Well if you would just listen to me instead of continuously walking away, then maybe you’d realize that I’m a healer and could do exactly what you’re looking to do– much better than you alone ever could.” you spew out, seeing red. Who was he to talk to with such an attitude? What was his problem?
That made him stop dead in his tracks, turning to face you with a smug grin, “so healer, where are your potions?”
Guiding him back towards the arena, you decided to attempt conversation.
“So… You didn’t think that would happen? I mean fire is a dragon’s number one self-defense mechanism? If you take away its eyesight, fire will be used.”
“I’m not an idiot, of course, I knew that. It was already factored into my plan but the boulder I was behind shifted from the force of the fire. It’s fine. Anyways, You’re a healer assisting this task– so I’m going to assume you know how to sort this out.”
“Well… yeah.”
“Good then, let’s get on with it.”
“Uh, hold on– the school matron has to check you first, and then she’s going to tell me what I need to do for you.”
“Half of my body is burnt… and you need someone to tell you to heal my burns? It’s pretty self-explanatory.”
“Yes but–”
“Oh! There you two are!” Madam Pomfrey huffed out, summoning the floating gurney behind her. “Mister Bakugou, please get on this. We’re taking you to the infirmary.”
“I’m not getting on that, I can walk perfectly fine.” he scoffed.
Surprising you, the matron just shrugged, “Suit yourself,” before turning to you, “Please take him to the infirmary and brew up some burn-healing paste as soon as possible and thoroughly rub his wounds with it. Make about 3 kilograms and apply half of that today, I’d say… the rest is for tomorrow morning. Mister Bakugou is in your care from now on.”
“Alright, thank you, Madam.” you bid her adieu.
“Finally.” the rude blonde rolled his eyes.
Sighing, you close your eyes and try to focus on just getting him to bed so you could leave and make the potion.
“You know,” you start, stepping into the path of the infirmary, “for someone who burnt his arm pretty severely, you don’t seem to be in too much pain.”
“Well, I’d think you’d know why princess– since you’re a mediwizard and all.”
You turn to face him but your attention is drawn to his lifted wand. The tip was glowing a deep soothing yellow- warm like a marigold, something you’ve seen very few do.
“You know the torpere curse?”
“I do.”
“Why is a numbing curse something you need to know?”
“Well, if you remember from earlier, my friend is a dragon animagus,” he paused, watching your brows furrow.
So when he was talking to Rita… was he also talking to you?
“Kirishima isn’t allowed to use his flames at school, but he keeps on talking about being manlier and getting stronger… and I can never say no to a fight.”
You snort, then immediately cover your mouth.
Maybe it’d be best if you didn’t entertain the idea.
“And so you learned the curse because…?”
“Because I’m not a walking hospital- I don’t have medical supplies on me everywhere I go.”
“Well, with the constant trouble you seem to get into, it seems like you should.” and with that, you walked a little bit faster towards the hospital wing.
It didn’t take long to get everything situated.
Bakugou surprisingly didn’t put up too much of a fight when you told him to get on one of the many pristine white beds, which you’ve chalked up to the curse wearing off and the beginnings of the pain seeping into his nerves.
He chose the farthest bed, the one closest to the large wall-to-ceiling windows overlooking the Black Lake with a thin separator hiding the bed from the rest of the ward.
A good choice, but not one you’d thought he’d make. There weren’t many other people, it was pretty empty actually, so there were more than a few options.
You figured that maybe a few bodies would accumulate after coming back from making the burn-healing paste potion but stepping through the doorway, you found it was just as empty, except for…
“Hey, babe,” Shindou said from behind you.
The shriek that escaped your lips was damn near embarrassing, but that wasn’t anything compared to the fact that you nearly dropped the orange paste.
“Shindou!” you angrily whispered, turning towards him and furrowing your eyebrows.
“Oh don’t do that baby, you’ll get frown lines.” he cooed, raising his hand and running his thumb over your glabella.
Sighing, you look up at him with your best doe eyes, “Yo, I have a patient right now. I’m busy. Can we do this later? You can go hang out with Tatami or something, right?”
He raised his eyebrows, almost looking the slightest bit shocked, but recovered quickly, “but I don’t want to be with her right now. I want to be with you! And besides, I think I deserve my reward after easily getting that egg.”
Trying again, you clench your jaw, “Sure you do, but not right now, and not from me. I have burns to tend to and a cocky blonde to entertain. Just go back to the common room, this ointment isn’t going to rub itself onto that fit body of his.”
You quietly rush past him, head high and slightly annoyed with his inability to take a hint. You didn’t need to turn around to know that he had already left– he wasn’t the type to fight for someone.
When you reached Bakugou’s bed, you froze. The sight in front of you was almost out of a painting, if you moved, no doubt the moment would be ruined.
There was your patient— now shirtless— staring off to the window, dusk accentuating his sharp features with dark shadows. He looked how he did when you saw him observing the miniature dragon, calm, curious– almost lost in his own thoughts. He doesn’t look so explosive in the fading light.
“Fit body of his?” the blonde repeated.
It took you a second, “pardon?” you quipped with a slight head tilt.
Smirking, he says, “You think I’ve got a fit body?”
Moment ruined.
“Oh god.”
“Well I fuckin worked on it, so I’d hope it’s… fit– like you British people say.”
Taking a deep sigh, you go to the left side of the bed and whip out your wand after placing the paste down and picking up the unlit candle.
“Incendio,” with a flick, the flame transferred from your wand to the wick, making a warm pool of light fill the small area.
“Wingardium Leviosa,” you whisper, putting your wand away and moving to the other side of the bed.
“You forgot the medicine over there,” Bakugou annoyingly pointed out.
“I’m aware. Before I use that, we first need to clean and sanitize the area,” you say simply, trying to keep away from any smirk daring to show.
Spotting his jaw clench, you almost let your controlled demeanor slip. He’s been an asshole enough for you to enjoy the fact that this is going to hurt… like a bitch.
He must have read your mind somehow because right as you went to go grab the rubbing alcohol, Bakugou grimaced, “Don't enjoy this too much.”
“I might.”
And you did… but for all the wrong reasons. It was like something within you ticked on, causing a thicker-than-honey grip to ooze around your reasonable brain.
The way his hands gripped the sheets were distracting enough, but the way his neck veins popped as he stretched and clenched sent you through a loop. His pretty eyes were screwed shut in pain. The pearls of sweat that gathered around his temples and rolled down his neck looked so tempting, there was an urge to lick them up. The groans were a force not to be meddled with, you had to stop for a moment; your vision became spotted with dark dots.
“What– are you doing– w-hy did you stop?” he huffed out; terrible wording.
“I uh–” you panted.
“What? Just hurry up and finish already!” he screamed in agony.
“Fuck-” it came out as a whimper and you couldn’t help but focus on how hot your cheeks felt.
“The fuck’s wrong with you?”
The both of you have condensed into heavy breaths, one in pain and one in pleasure; Bakugou really getting the short end of the stick.
“I think– I think I was cursed with that—- that stupid lust spell– everyone’s learning about.” slow breaths coming out uneven.
“That black-haired prick cursed you with kavliaris?”
“I think so– similar symptoms-”
You watched him reach for his wand, “Accio Burn-Heal Paste.” he grimaced.
The ointment flew towards him and he caught it with ease.
Popping the top open with his good arm, you watched him dip his absurdly big fingers through the paste and spread it over the hefty burns, sucking in a sharp breath as his glistening fingers ran over his shoulder and biceps.
His breathing evens out as he repeats the process.
Fuck.
All you could do was sit and watch, feeling your heartbeat trail lower and lower.
“C’mere.”
Everything slowed as your gaze set on him, a faint “what?” leaving your lips in confusion.
“We need to cure this so you can go back to making sure I'm set for the next task.”
“W-hat do you mean?”
“I mean, you need to orgasm. So get over here.”
The demand was simple enough, so why couldn't you move?
All the blood that wasn't throbbing your clit went to your cheeks, your feet were glued to the floor.
“Okay then,” Bakugou impatiently shifted, clumsily pulling you onto his lap.
Repositioning, you spread your legs around his waist and looked down at his bare chest.
He really was fit– not that you hadn't noticed before, but it really wasn't your priority at the time, but now you are beyond thankful.
“Are you– okay with this?”
“More than.”
With a shaky sigh, you strip your pants and panties off, then climb on top of him to slowly start up a rhythmic pace of grinding down; adjusting, and readjusting to find just the right spot, seeing stars when your clit rubbed against a growing stiff bump. Stars erupted behind your eyes as you took in a sharp gasp.
“Oh! fuck-“
“shit—“ Bakugou, who couldn’t take his eyes off you, groaned, head hitting the pillow and slightly twitching beneath you, “ride my dick.”
The command caused a throb to course through your whole body, too heavy of a warmth coursing through your veins to even think of objecting. You wasted no time raising yourself off of him and reaching for the hem of his sweats.
Inching them down, he lifted his hips, and you almost stopped what you were doing to watch his abs contract.
You couldn’t help the small whimper that left your mouth, there was so much you wanted to do— so much you wanted to taste. Would he let you do it all?
With his pants and boxers gathered around his ankles, you moved around his claves, putting most of your weight on your palms.
There was so much to look at, but of course, the star of the show was calling your name, ever so slightly jumping for you.
The compelling urge to say what’s on your mind is too strong, “god— you’re so .. pretty.”
Not even caring about his reaction, you bite your lip as tunnel vision sets in.
Leaning down, you hover over his abdomen, making eye contact with those velvety red eyes before placing a slow peck in the middle of his rib cage then sensually going down the toned line. When reaching the pretty pink head, you grasped his slightly curved, veiny shaft in your hands, and like you would a lolly, you gathered most of your saliva and gave the tip a kitten lick; watching Bakugou the whole time. A little drop of pre-cum danced on the tip of your tongue, encouraging you to take more in.
Watching his eyes roll back only spurred you on further, unable to get enough of his reactions. He let out a low groan causing you to moan right back, knowing the vibrations will only drive him crazier.
“Fuuh– you’re so..” trailing off, his hips jolted forward phishing more of himself inside your mouth, causing a bit of a gag. “Dumbass, this is– supposed to be about – you.”
Popping off and slightly pulling away, a thick string of your saliva hung heavy on his tip, “Hmmm?” you hummed, batting your eyelashes at him.
“Shit just– get on my dick.”
Your bottom lip just out in an exaggerated pout, “not having fun?”
His difficulty keeping a steady breath tempted a giddy giggle to bubble out, but you kept your head and only smiled a sickeningly sweet smile, complying.
Taking your time, your movements full of sultry and temptation as you hover over him; and looking down, the thought occurred to you that you’ve never felt so wet before… was it the curse? It had to have been the curse.
Finally, you reach for his firm cock and guide yourself down, but not before toying and teasing the girthy head along your dripping folds.
“Fuckin hell–” you sighed, sinking down. At the same time, he let out a guttural groan, hips uncontrollably thrusting upward to get impossibly deeper.
A second of appreciation of satiety passes before putting your palms flat against his pectorals and beginning smooth grinds with their speeds only growing faster.
“C’mere,” Bakugou said curtly, not waiting to pull you towards his face.
In a clumsy moment, your lips met his and you froze.
Typically, the people you get with (Shindou) don’t allow kissing– it’s too romantic, they say. And maybe that’s true; feeling the blonde’s lips on your caused an abnormal flutter in the midst of all the throbbing.
“Baku–”
“Katsuki. Call me Katsuki right now.” he damn near growled.
It came out breathier than it was supposed to, but when saying his name, he let out another groan before pulling you back down for another kiss.
God– he’s a good kisser; a little whimper slipped out when he pulled away, only for him to smirk and lead you back to him
A spank throttled you back to your previous riding pace. His hands were everywhere, one gripped the fat of your ass while the other one cupped the back of your neck.
So many gratifying things were happening all at once, your head felt so clouded that you almost missed Bakugou muttering, “get your nut, princess. Ride my cock– Squeeze me just like that– shit!”
A hard shudder ran through your body as soon as his thumb circled over your clit, “fuck! Katsuki-”
“Cum, now.” he didn’t have to tell you twice.
Bakugou started meeting you halfway, aggressive thrusts full of strength gave way to you involuntarily contracting, “fuck, I’m going to-”
“Inside, please.” you whimper out, the spent feeling of him using you like a toy catching up with you.
“Fuck–” he hissed, his rams becoming spaced out, pounding the last of himself into you. Then after a heavy sigh, he relaxed into the hospital bed, not without pulling you close to him first.
His softening cock was still inside you but it was no bother. Contentness was all you could manage to feel; both of your breathing has managed to even out, and the glow of the candle was sleep-inducing.
With your head on his pectoral, you went to hold his toned bicep when suddenly, your eyes shot wide open in a fierce panic. Pushing yourself off of him, your gaze switches between his left arm and his face. “Oh my god, Katsuki, your arm? Are you okay?”
“It’ll get better once I rest, so come back over here and make yourself comfortable.”
Head less foggy now, you remembered that it was a fast-acting agent, giving you immediate relief and morally allowing you to resume your previous position.
“You were the one that called out my name, weren’t you?” Bakugou’s voice came out soft, a type you didn’t think could be achieved by the fiery man.
“what?” you whisper back, looking up at him.
“In the stadium, you called out my name after the smoke from the fire lifted.”
You felt blush rush to your cheeks, the call to look away from the blonde was never stronger.
“A-and?” you went ahead and closed your eyes, ready to avoid any confrontation.
“Cheer for me in the next trial.”
Peeking up at him one last time, Katsuki’s eyes were already closed, breathing becoming slower and slower.
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Omega!Bakugou headcanons
Anon: Pssssss imma need some more omega Bakugou like now no it make him jealous too because why not
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Anon: hi! could you do some omega!bakugou x male alpha!reader? nsfw and sfw pls <3
nesting too pls!! idk why but I love the idea of nesting sjdjsnd, pregnant bakugou fluff would be lovely too <3
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Anon: Hi I was wonder if you could do omega Bakugou sfw and nsfw please 🥺
(Hey, everyone!! Bakugou is very popular in my inbox! Okay, let’s write some omega!Bakugou headcanons <3 I have another request for pregnant!Bakugou, so I’ll add that part of the middle request to another post 😊 Also, I only write for a gender neutral reader. I hope you all enjoy~)
Warnings: N-sfw under a cut, suggestive behaviour multiple times not under the cut.
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Nesting:
Bakugou is not an omega who is big on nesting. He does nest and he’s very proud of his nest, but he doesn’t feel the urge to nest super often.
He doesn’t keep a permanent, all year-round nest, he’s kind of a clean freak so having to constantly clean all the blankets in his nest would drive his nuts.
He does nest during his heat and late term pregnancy, and also after periods of extreme stress, but not often outside of these times.
But if he knows his alpha likes his nests, he might build them for his alpha when they’re stressed, although he’ll claim he just felt like making it and it shouldn’t go to waste.
It’s not a very convincing lie.
His nest is not in a very popular style, mainly because Bakugou overheats so easily.
It’s a simple double mattress on a very low frame, with a couple of pillows and sheet like blankets that he normally uses as a base rather than a covering.
He has a black and red colour scheme that he thinks is the coolest thing ever, and he definitely has an All Might pillow hidden somewhere at the back that he threatens his alpha to keep a secret, it’s very cute.
He likes his nest to be in an easily defendable position, whether that be inside a large cupboard or wardrobe, or a small room with one door and a small window.
Bakugou also keeps a mini fridge by his nest, as a lot of omegas do, to store water and food, but what he has that a lot of omegas don’t, is a mini freezer too.
He keeps ice packs and ice lollies in there to help when he’s in heat because his temperature tends to get way too high.
Bakugou doesn’t like being vulnerable, so his nest is a sensitive topic for him.
It takes him quite a while to let his alpha into his nest, but he’s quicker to let them chill outside of it, holding his hand and keeping him company. He would probably let them outside his nest after courting for a year and knowing them for at least two years. When he lets them inside depends on a lot of factors, including how well they deal with him from the outside of his nest. It could be anywhere from three months to another year.
Pups:
Bakugou has always wanted some pups, but in a removed and distant kind of way. After all, becoming the No. 1 hero was far more important than any of that ‘family’ nonsense.
He only really considers pups when he’s in a very committed relationship and at a comfortable place in his career. He’s not prepared to take time off at a vulnerable career moment, after all.
Bakugou wants two children, because, while he would never admit it, he always wished he had a sibling when he was a kid, so he wants to give that to his children.
But he’s very conflicted about it.
Firstly, two pregnancy leaves would be a huge blow to his career. Prime hero years and prime ‘having children years’ are the same years, so in a way, he has to decide how to balance these two priorities. He isn’t sure he wants to risk his career with that much leave so close together (heroes can’t be in the field while pregnant at all, so it would be a huge sacrifice.)
Secondly, he’s nervous about how useless he would likely feel while pregnant. He’s a workaholic and being confined to his house and losing control over his quirk would drive him nuts.
So, he doesn’t really know what to do. He doesn’t share any of his concerns with his alpha, but he does take their wishes into account too. If his alpha really wants two children, Bakugou does keep that in mind. But he’s not a push over. If he decides that two maternity leaves are too many, then it’s too many. It’s his body and he won’t let anyone tell him otherwise.
So, with all this in mind, Bakugou is fucking thrilled when he finds out he’s having twins.
Two pups for the price of one pregnancy leave?? Sign him the hell up!
Bakugou has twin boys, both alphas, and Bakugou just cannot believe his luck that all his problems just fixed themselves.
“But I don’t want to go!” came a defiant voice from the back seat of the car. Both you and Bakugou sighed, not keen on restarting the disagreement that had plagued the household for the entire morning. It had taken twice as long as normal this morning to get the twins dressed and in the car because of this very argument.
You could see Bakugou about to open his mouth to tell him that they had to, but you held up a hand to stop him.
“Why don’t you want to go, sweetheart?” you cooed at your oldest son.
“I don’t want you and daddy to leave…” whimpered your youngest son, answering in his brother’s stead.
Bakugou winced and reached a hand into the back and squeezed each of his son’s hands in turn.
“I know.” He said simply. You could feel his guilt, even though you both knew it was the best for all of you that the twins get used to nursery so that both you and Bakugou could go back to focusing on your careers. They would be fine, you tried to convince yourself. Millions of kids do this every year and it works out fine.
The nursery came into view, and you refocused your attention onto finding a parking space in the little car park on the side of the building. You could hear your sons shifting anxiously in the back and it pulled at your heart strings. You pulled into an empty space and turned off the engine. You and Bakugou shared a single look before moving to get your children out of the car with practiced ease.
“No,” your eldest son shouted. “I’m not going to go. I’m staying here!”
You had tried to take him out of the car seat, but he had refused to cooperate. You didn’t want to pull him out in case you hurt him. Bakugou came to stand behind you, your youngest son clutching his neck desperately.
“Let me talk to him,” he spoke softly, handing the younger twin over into your arms.
“Hey,” Bakugou said softly, leaning down to peer inside the car where his eldest son stubbornly sat with his arms crossed. “It’s okay to be scared to go to nursery, you know.”
Your oldest son visibly flinched and avoided looking at Bakugou in the eyes.
“I’m not scared, daddy. I just don’t want to.”
“Uh huh,” Bakugou said, eyebrow raised.
“I’m not!” Your son exploded. When he realised that he’d just shouted at his father, the colour drained from his face and his bottom lip started to quiver. Bakugou wordlessly held out his arms and his eldest son accepted the embrace just in time to burst into heavy tears on Bakugou’s shoulder.
“It’s alright,” Bakugou hushed. “I’m not angry at you.”
In your arms, your youngest son was watching his brother cry and letting out little whimpers into your neck. You rubbed his back soothingly and whispered that everything was going to okay.
Out of the corner of your eye, you realised another parent was staring judgementally at your family. Bakugou clearly also noticed because he bared his teeth as a warning and the parent quickly moved on. You scoffed at the idiot who thought it was a good idea to antagonise an omega who was looking after a distraught pup, let alone when said omega was a top ten hero.
“W-What if they don’t l-like me?” your eldest whimpered out.
“Here,” Bakugou wiped some of the tears away with his thumb. “How about this, you tell me if anyone is mean to you and I’ll sort it out, how does that sound?”
“But…” your son hesitated. “But what will you do?”
Bakugou grinned.
“I’ll make their parents regret doing such a shitty job at parenting.”
You gasped, halfway between scandalised and amused.
“Katsuki!” you reprimanded and smacked his lightly on the shoulder.
It did seem to cheer up your sons, though, who were now giggling at your antics.
“Daddy said a bad word,” your youngest twin giggled to you.
“He did,” you pressed your lips together. “And it was very naughty of him.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes and instead placed the pup in his arms on the floor, taking him by the hand. You did the same and slowly, you both made your way toward the school gate. The mood dropped, but neither of your children tried to resist.
You could see a teacher standing at the gate to escort the new students and you made your way over.
“Remember,” Bakugou said before you reached the gate, stopping you all for a moment. “We’ll be back in this many hours,” he held up three fingers. “Can you guys tell me how many this is?”
“One… two… three…” they both said together.
“That’s right! See? You guys are going to be the smartest ones in there,” Bakugou boasted, ruffling their hair.
“Careful,” you teased. “They’ll turn into you.”
“Are you saying I’m always the smartest person in the room?” Bakugou grinned back.
“No, I’m saying you always think you’re the smartest person in the room.”
“Oi!” he growled, knocking his shoulder with yours. The pups giggled again, seeming to be in higher spirits. You escorted them to the gate at the front of the playground and let the teacher introduce herself.
And with one final goodbye, your pups were off into the nursery and out of sight.
You and Bakugou walked to the car in silence, digesting what had happened and processing that your little ones were now old enough for nursery. You both slipped back into the car and began the drive home.
It was weird to think that your children were neither with you, nor at home waiting for you, but that kind of existential deep dive could wait until later.
Bakugou’s hand settled just a little bit too high on your thigh. For the moment, it was time to appreciate the novelty of an empty house.
 Jealously:
I don’t think anyone would be very surprised to find out that Bakugou can get quite jealous on occasion.
In the early days of your relationship, he’s very nervous that his alpha is going to find a ‘better’ omega, an omega who is more traditional, and leave him for them. It takes a lot of bravery for him to leave himself vulnerable to being abandoned, and occasionally the insecurities seep through.
He hates the whiny, simpering omegas that plaster themselves onto the nearest alpha, and it makes him furious to see anyone doing that to you.
He has no subtlety, no brooding angst, he just threatens the other omega(s) away to their face, and then drags you somewhere private to cover you in his scent.
Later in the relationship, things change. He’s extremely confident that his alpha is his. Why would they ever leave him? He’s the best fucking omega ever!
Instead, he gets jealous if he isn’t getting enough attention because you’re spending too much time with someone else.
He doesn’t do this in a possessive way, it’s just that he doesn’t get a whole lot of free time and when his alpha spends that free time with someone else? Another omega? He’s pissed.
He gets surly and passive aggressive about it, and it’s extremely obvious.
The best way to fix it is to just give him lots of attention, he won’t behave like this is you have to leave for something important (he understands duty like the best of them), so it’s very easy to address.
Bakugou idly stirred a pot of miso soup as the radio in the kitchen blasted out whatever awful top 40 song it had picked this morning. He had only put it on to fill the silence really, which was the only thing this awful excuse for music was good for in his opinion.
He was making breakfast for the two of you as a kind of mini celebration. He had two days off in a row, the first time in a couple of months because of his crazy work schedule and he wanted to make sure he spent every moment that he could with his alpha. And so, here he was, getting up early to prepare breakfast for your both.
There was a lull in noise as the radio switched between songs, and in the few moments of silence, Bakugou could hear shuffling coming from the bathroom. He grinned. Perfect timing.
He put down the last plate and waited for you to come out, you should be here any second now.
 Fiddling with your shirt one last time you swung open your bedroom door, bag on your shoulder, finally ready to leave. You were interrupted momentarily by a delicious scent in the air. Bakugou must be cooking, so you followed the smell to the kitchen and walked in to say goodbye to him, vaguely sad that you were going to be missing his food, but he was probably only making himself something to bring to work, anyway.
And then you saw the elaborate breakfast spread your heart stopped. Had you forgotten an anniversary? Bakugou looked just as shocked to see you dressed up and ready to leave. However, his shock soon melts into frustration.
“Why are you all dressed up?” he growled, the excitement that had been on his face when you walked in now gone. “You said you weren’t working today.”
“I’m not,” you said quietly, confused as to why he was so upset. “Izuku messaged me while I was getting dressed and invited me for brunch, I was just going to meet him.”
Bakugou’s face screwed up at your words. He went to open his mouth but then stopped. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He was doing the breathing exercises that his therapist taught him for when he was angry. What had you done to make him this upset?
The relaxing exercises clearly weren’t working for him because he stood up from the table and stalked out of the room suddenly, shutting himself in your bedroom. You winced as the door slammed shut behind him.
Oh dear… you had made your mate so upset that he had shut himself away in your bedroom. Your stomach twisted itself into a knot. It was time for some damage control (and a quick check of the calendar to makes sure you hadn’t actually forgotten an anniversary or something.)
You shot a quick text to Midoriya, apologising for cancelling and letting him know that something had come up. He sent back a ‘don’t worry!’ message and about six smiling emojis. Well, at least he wasn’t also mad at you.
Fishing out a tray from the cupboard above the sink, you stacked it up with as much food from the table as you could, thankful that it appeared to still be warm, and carried it to your bedroom door.
“Katsuki?” you called out, knocking on the door with your foot. “I’m coming in, is that okay?”
There was silence. Well, silence was better than swearing, so you carefully slid open the door and moved towards the brooding lump on the bed.
“The fuck do you want?” he growled. “I thought you were going out to eat with Deku?”
You froze at his vicious tone. Was he jealous? Well, that was a lot easier to solve than forgetting an anniversary, at least.  With a smile, you slid the tray onto the bedside table and climbed on the bed behind you mate, letting out a reassuring scent. You wrapped your arms around him, ignoring how he tensed in your embrace, and whispered into his ear.
“Why would I spend time with Midoriya when I could be spending time with you, hmm?” you whispered, purposefully blowing hot air onto his neck. You revelled in his full body shiver. “The only reason I accepted plans with Midoriya was because I thought you were going to work.” You pressed as close to him as you could and placed a single kiss right behind his ear. Bakugou melted at the affection.
“Come on now,” you continued, a coy smile on your face. “Let’s not let this delicious breakfast go to waste.”
You reached over and scooped a little bit of rice onto your fingers before holding it up to his lips. Bakugou opened his mouth with only a small grumble in complaint, and you made sure to push your fingers a little deeper inside than perhaps absolutely necessary.
“I promise I’ll make this morning’s misunderstanding up to you.”
Miscellaneous:
Bakugou’s scent is fairly sweet but still quite smoky.
When he’s upset/stressed, his scent is like burnt sugar, and when he’s very happy/excited, he smells like almost like a marshmallow roasting on a bonfire.
It’s a very pleasant scent but it does tend to divide people. Some love it, and others hate it.  Bakugou doesn’t care what anyone else thinks about his scent (except his alpha, but shh, that’s a secret!)
In his family, his father is an omega and his mother is an alpha and while they are happy together, Bakugou always promised himself that he would never end up in a relationship like that. He didn’t want some alpha bossing him around like his mother bossed around his father.
Bakugou finds meek alphas (and people) annoying, but he doesn’t like super aggressive alphas either. He’s attracted to people who exist in the middle of those extremes.
Bakugou knew he was an omega from birth, and it was something he was very insecure about for a long time. It was a big part of why he turned out the way he did as a child, he was making up for something that he viewed as a weakness by being as aggressive as possible.
His mother wasn’t great at making him feel secure in his secondary gender, assuming he would like certain things and pushing him in certain directions simply because he was an omega.
His father said that he was there if Bakugou had any questions, but he let Bakugou reach out to him instead of reaching out to Bakugou, and Bakugou was too proud to make the first move.
Bakugou ends up deciding that being an omega wasn’t going to stop him becoming the No. 1 hero. He decided that he could overcome being an omega.
It wasn’t until he was an adult that he actually started to accept being an omega was a part of him that he didn’t need to overcome, but that he could instead embrace and that it didn’t make him weak to do so.
When he does become a mainstream hero, he makes sure to always tell the omega children that he meets that they can do whatever they want and still be an omega.
N-sfw under the cut
Bakugou is a switch, mostly.
Oftentimes he switches multiple times in the same session, so his alpha needs to be quite the brat tamer to keep him from getting frustrated and trying to get on top so that he can control the pace.
He has a very high sex drive, and he likes to have a partner who can match him because he way prefers sex to masturbating.
It would be hard to find someone whose chest and nipples are as sensitive as Bakugou’s, and when he’s in heat, he can definitely orgasm just from his chest being stimulated.
Bakugou is also definitely a squirter, something which he was very shocked and embarrassed to find out.
Bakugou generally prefers slightly rougher sex. He gets bored when the pace is too slow and definitely scratches and bites (and is happy to receive the same in return).
When he’s in heat, Bakugou is a bit different.
He’s not a pillow prince by any means, but he is definitely a lot more passive than he is normally.
He’s not super loud, but he definitely swears a lot, even between waves of heat when he gets grumpy that he’s too hot and sticky. That swearing is a lot less sexy though.
Bakugou’s sexual side doesn’t really come out outside of his own home. He doesn’t like flaunting anything in public and can even get uncomfortable talking about sex with his friends, especially when they tease him with personal questions. He’s definitely a private person when it comes to sex.
Although that is not to say he isn’t confident in the expression of his own sexuality, much to opposite is true. He is definitely the kind of person to order some new toy or outfit on the internet every month to surprise his alpha.
He’s sexy and he knows it, so why not?
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