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ficsbynats · 6 months
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The moment you sat down, you regretted your decision. Before long a practically radioactive bowl of ramen was placed in front of you. opposite to you was katsuki, with a grin you wanted to smack off his face.
Today at breakfast you strutted up to katsuki and stole his chopsticks with a piece of chicken right from his hands and popped it in your mouth. All around you you recall hearing the terrified gasps of mina, denki and sero.
"Y/N!!!", Mina screamed.
"Are you okay??", Sero questioned.
"HERE TAKE THIS QUICK!!!",kaminari exclaimed offering you his strawberry milk box.
"Huh?", You looked at them, confused at their reaction.
"WHAT THE HELL IDIOT?!", bakugou screamed towards you to which you just gave a cheeky grin chewing your food.
Before continuing your bickering, you looked back to see the three of them looking at you in shock. Kirishima spoke up, "uhh y/n you okay?"
"Huh? Yea why wouldn't I be?", You heard katsuki grumble something about how you wouldn't be if you ever dare do this again.
"Well...", He side eyed bakugou's lunch, "it's just that bakubro's food's really spicy... So you doing good?"
"Yea girl bakugou's food is not to mess with."
You smacked your lips, the food was actually pretty spicy but it wasn't that bad, but then you had to go and open your big ass mouth, "pfft this? Spicy?", You turned to bakugou, "this spicy to you? Haha this is amateur stuff bakugou!", You said with a smirk taking the chance to tease him without thinking of the consequences.
You could see bakugou getting much MUCH more pissed off. "The hell you said?..."
Your grin faltered as you heard his tone. You were in so much trouble.
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And so the challenge commenced. Across from you sat Bakugou, with an identical bowl Infront of him as well. Both of you started eating your hot ones style ramen bowls. At first it was okay, you had an amazing plan: eat as quickly as you can before the spice kicks in. You had your pride and reputation to save for goodness sake...
Honestly, how you got out of that alive you have no idea. Both of you were able to finish the bowls unharmed, but your taste buds will disagree. But you revel in the fact that Bakugou seemed almost as struck by the spice as you. Although he was good at hiding it, you picked up on the subtle signs and the smug smirk never left your red, swollen lips for the rest of the night.
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Extra: An hour after lights out, you hear a quiet knock on your door, opening which revealed a messy haired Bakugou. "..... Wanna go grab a fuckin ice cream or something..." He said in a small voice. You noticed his own swollen lips and flushed cheeks. effects of the spice, you thought. With a small laugh, you replied "sure, let's go."
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𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋
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summary: a siren attack is already unfortunate, but it's worse if it also reveals some truths about your insufferable crew mate
pairing: pirate! hawks x gn! pirate! reader
warnings: just a silly drabble to get back into writing and exorcise some of my hawks brainrot; a little suggestive at the end
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Getting stuck on the same ship as Takami Keigo was one of life’s most torturous challenges. At least for you. He was obnoxiously arrogant and, much to your chagrin, people flocked to him like seagulls to a forgotten loaf of bread. 
Sure, your fellow pirate was quite easy on the eyes and rather charming when he wanted to be;  a truth you would only ever admit in the comfort of your own head, lest you inflate his ego even further. Instead, you rather grumbled to yourself, cursing his name for getting to sit pretty in the crow’s nest while you sat on deck and mended a torn net.
“Having fun down there?” If the devil ever spoke to you, you were sure he would mimic the grating lilt of Keigo’s melodic voice. “You know, I’m pretty sure a whale could swim through the holes you’re leaving.”
He was your crew mate, he was an essential part of the expedition, you couldn’t just shoot him down. 
“At least one of us is doing their job,” you deadpanned, not even giving him the satisfaction to look up. “You know, I think an island could sneak up on us with how distracted you are.”
“Oh you think you’re distracting me?” Even with your eyes trained on the cords in your hands, you could picture the cocky tilt of his head, a dashing grin playing around his lips. “Is that the kind of effect you want to have on me?”
“You’re the one who’s always coming up to bother me, so if anything you’re the one who’s obsessed with me.” If this conversation went on for any longer, your medic would have to patch up a popped vein on your part.
“Ah there is that wishful thinking again,” he laughed and this time you glared up at his silhouette standing out against the blinding sun. As always, he wore loose beige pants and the top buttons of his black shirt were undone, showing more of his toned chest than you needed to see. His black boots were propped up against the nest’s railing and the crimson head scarf fluttering in the breeze matched the earring dangling from his left lobe.
Just as you were about to retort, another shadow against the sun caught your attention. Drawing your pistol, you undid the safety, alerting the rest of the crew that there was something coming.
But before you could see what exactly was approaching, you suddenly lost your balance as the ship developed a heavy list. Grabbing onto the mast of the crow’s nest, you managed to steady yourself, yet the impact knocked the revolver from your grip. As you looked up, the first thing you saw was the massive cliffs your ship was heading towards, sharp rocks littering the waters, waiting to demolish its wooden bottom. 
Then your eyes locked on to the crew’s navigator, whose head lulled from one side to the other as he firmly steered you towards your demise. Next to him, holding his attention, was a beautiful woman sweetly tracing a finger along his jaw as she sang to him. As a feather drifted past your eyes, it suddenly hit you what -or who- exactly you were dealing with.
“Cover your ears!” You shouted to no one in particular as you scrambled for the wax you had stuffed into your pocket. With your hearing muffled, your own heartbeat raced in your ears as you dove for your pistol and breathlessly aimed for the siren attached to your navigator, who by now was half way towards the ship’s railing, his feet dragging underneath him as the woman lured him further towards the water.
You weren’t sure if your bullet was enough to actually kill the siren but upon impact it dissolved into a burst of feathers and released its hold on your crew mate, who dazedly blinked as he tried to regain his senses.
The next few minutes were a blur of talons, feathers and pulling your crew back from the ship’s edge, even tying some of them to the masts to make sure they wouldn’t try to kill themselves again.
Soon enough, however, you were out of bullets and you reluctantly drew the dagger previously secured to your thigh, scanning the area for more sirens when someone tapped your shoulder. Whirling around you slashed your dagger in an arc around you, only to find Keigo standing in front of you, holding up his hands innocently. There was an easy going smile on his face as he said something you couldn’t understand, so you removed one of the wax beads restricting your hearing.
And that was your mistake.
Only a few heartbeats after his velvety voice reached your ears, your dagger clattered onto the deck as Keigo reached out to unplug your other ear as well, his fingers grazing your cheek with nails much sharper than you expected. You wondered if his lips would be as plush as you imagined them to be or if his hair would be as soft as it looked when you buried your fingers in it.
His amber eyes were trained entirely on you as he gave you a coy gaze, inviting you to take another step towards him, to find out for yourself, to sate your curiosity. Likewise, you couldn’t tear your eyes away from him either as your feet followed his graceful movements, the light reflecting of his golden hair like a halo, the crimson wings on his back completing his angelic appearance—
Then, Keigo dissolved into a burst of those same scarlet feathers as two sharp swords sliced through his torso. For a moment, you thought you had imagined it when the same face came back into view again.
With full force, the noise of the ship reached you again and you staggered backwards at the sudden onslaught of stimuli. Around you, the crew was running around, untying people and frantically steering the ship back onto the right course as you raced to regain your bearings, disoriented by the orders being bellowed around you.
“That should be the last of them,” Keigo ripped you from your daze, his voice clearer as the sea as he sheathed his swords again. “Nasty creatures, those sirens. Though I guess this one was a handsome fellow, considering you were dazedly mumbling my name on your way overboard.”
Your lips pressed into a thin line when your brain caught up to your current situation. Perhaps the siren had been taken care off, yet you were still tempted to throw yourself head first over the railing. Justifiably so, you thought when your eyes darted to the man’s face long enough to confirm the self-satisfied expression he was wearing.
“I am quite flattered really,” he mused, one hand reaching out to tilt your face up so you’d meet his eyes as he stepped closer to you. For a split-second, the thought that it was still a siren in front of you crossed your mind. “To think that a siren would choose to wear my face in an effort to seduce you… now isn’t that quite the compliment?”
“Just… shut up and let me die in peace, would you?” You rolled your eyes, ready to retreat into your little cabin and try to grapple with your near-death experience, this confrontation included. If only the rocky spikes had ripped open the bottom of the ship, you could sink to the sea floor in quiet solitude.
“No no no, why would you do that when you can stay right here with me? C’mon just see it as my reward for saving your precious life, treasure.” He sent you a cheeky wink, drawing your attention to the sharp slant of his eyes and your heart, the treacherous thing, skipped a beat. 
“Is your idea of a reward torturing me further? Or what could you possibly get out of this?” Your shoulders sacked with your sigh, resigning to your defeat. 
“What I’m getting out of this? It’s quite obvious isn’t it?” Slinging an arm around your hanging shoulders, Keigo pulled you flush to his side. Warmth and the scent of salt mixed with something woodsy radiated off of him and you could admit this wasn’t the worst position to be in. “Believe it or not, I do enjoy your company.”
“That is hard to believe, you’re right.” You cocked your head in suspicion. “Normally you do everything to get under my skin, so what changed?”
“Hmm, I wonder why that is,” Keigo’s melodic timbre lilted before transitioning into his typical pearly laughter. Then, as if sharing a secret, he leant down so his lips were dangerously close to your ear, his voice dropping low. “You know, you weren’t the only one visited by a siren. As tempting as that version of you looked, I must say I prefer the real deal.
“Do you think I could get you to sing for me as well?”
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smtere · 14 days
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-> how MHA messes up their confession to their crush (and still somehow manage to get a date..?):
includes : todoroki and bakugou
a/n: hope everyone is having a great day, this is how I imagine they fuck up their confessions to their crush - but they are adorable so ofc they get away with it.
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todoroki : oblivious to everything , even if his crush makes it super obvious he won’t realise. wasn't until he overhead a bunch of people talking about it, and he was like *wait a damn second* THEY’VE LIKED ME ALL THIS TIME?! even after that he’s a little sceptical so his friends would definitely need to convince him to get over it and just ask. would be super shy to confess even though he literally knows that they like him too .. he plans to go up to them after to school and ask directly if they wanna maybe go out and get something to eat but in the end he chickens out and slips them a note that just says "wanna go get cold soba after school". his crush is so confused because he’s just standing in a corner (attempting to hide) watching them with the most expressionless face ever (internally he is absolutely dying) waiting for them to finish reading the note.
bakugo : definitely tries to act all rough around them but when he finds out that they like him too he is like a puppy inside. cue him trying to act cool but failing miserably. for some unknown reason goes up to his poor crush and confidently decides to say "I know you like me", ends up saying it in a weirdly aggressive voice by accident so his crush is just there super freaked out, seeing their lack of reaction he just kind of does an awkward cough and says in a slightly quieter (and less aggressive) voice “umm we could like go get some food after school.. if you want... its okay if you don't.. I-". yeah, not exactly his proudest moment..
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a/n: as I edit this I realise how much shorter bakugous part is.. ooops, anyways. As always requests are always open and have a lovely morning/afternoon/night!
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nottspocket · 8 months
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Sticky note fellas ft. my barosaurus fridge magnet :)
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kumori-love · 9 months
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Bakugo: I can bench 300 lbs.
Kirishima: I can squat 375 lbs.
Kaminari: I can lift the homies' spirits with my killer sense of humor
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akurui-shizen7 · 1 year
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Hawks: Please? For me?
[Name]: Don’t do that.
Hawks: Do what, [Name]?
[Name]: You think if you say, “please, for me?” and give me that look, I’ll do whatever the fuck you wa-
Hawks: Please, for me?
[Name]: ...Whatever you manipulative chicken, fuck off.
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katsuollie · 9 months
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sometimes when i realize how addicted to bkdk i am i just thank god it’s not cocaine
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mudhamster · 1 month
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Fake freckles (Bkdk, humor, 700words)
Katsuki held up the tape barrier and Izuku, his hand on his aching hip, slipped underneath with difficulty, panting: "Thanks, Kacchan."
The blonde let the tape snap back without a word, the unmistakable sign for the reporters to storm the scene. They watch as they come, and Katsuki squares his shoulders in resignation.
"I hate this part."
Izuku quickly limps in front of him, a filter for both parties, and looks reassuringly over his shoulder into a dirty, grumpy face, "You did great. Don't worry."
"Hero Deku," the first round of questioning begins, "how long does it take to repaint your freckles every time?"
Izuku actually gasps in surprise at this, and the reporter leans further over the barrier, "What product do you use? I'm Mako, from the beauty channel-"
"Fuckin' what?" Kacchan's deep, scratchy voice asks from behind him and Izuku lets out a small, disbelieving laugh, fighting sudden goosebumps.
"Sorry," he apologizes immediately, "but I don't-"
"You think those are fake freckles?"
"Kacchan-"
"Are you guys fuckin' stupid?"
The reporter swings the microphone up while Katsuki crouches over Izuku like a shadow, "Have your shitty eyes checked, you-"
The reporter has no objection at all to changing the subject to the blonde in order to stop his impending barrage of insults.
"Hero Dynamight, you too are often seen with freckles in the summer-"
Literally smelling the nitro, Izuku jumped in, "Kacchan doesn't have any - ugh, it's mostly ash that sticks to his sweat-"
"Deku used to have freckles when every motherfucker and their aunt out there called them ugly," the blonde cut him off and Izuku pursed his lips a little embarrassed, "he has freckles on his elbow, behind his knees and on his goddamn ass."
"Kacchan-"
"How the hell is he supposed to paint there? Huh?"
Izuku rubbed the bridge of his nose and looks apologetically into the camera, but Katsuki wasn't done yet.
"You think he's got nothing better to do than get his ass fake-freckled after a fight?"
"Oh my god," Izuku breathed, subtly tugging at one of Kacchan's gauntlets, "I think that's enough. No one even remotely thought about my butt-"
But Katsuki had wriggled out of his grip and pulled out his cell phone. To Izuku's growing horror, he opened a rather green album and almost stuffed the phone into the reporter's mouth.
"Eight years ago, see? Four of them, right under his eye."
Izuku had never seen anyone flip through an album so violently. All cameras zoomed in on Kacchan's fingers, which aggressively zoomed in on his cheeks frame by frame. 
He tries again, "Kacchan-"
"Fuck off, Deku."
Then he takes a deep breath and crosses his arms over his chest.
"Six years ago, four years – last year! Look, you dump jackass."
The whispering grew louder and Izuku bit his lips, mentally playing bingo as to what the headlines would be tomorrow. His ears burned. His face was warm. 
"Seen enough?"
The crowd backed away as Kacchan reared up to his full height, and Izuku was too slow to slap away the hand that gripped his collar tightly. With shameful ease, he was lifted from his feet and held up to the camera like a plushy.
"Kacchan-"
"Four here," he turned his wrist until Izuku's other cheek was almost stuck to the camera lens, "and four here. Amateurs y'all, shit."
Izuku pinched Katsuki's hand until the grip on his collar loosened and he found himself safely on his feet a second later. He was flushed from his knees up to his ears by now.
With what was left of his dignity, he tried to bow, thank the civilians for their support, and turn away - but he only managed the first as he was dragged away by the collar again. A storm of flashbulbs exploded behind them, the shouts drowning each other out. The reporters were ecstatic.
"Fake freckles," Kacchan hissed beside him, his little finger crackling with murderous intent, "I've never heard such a load of shit before."
They turn the corner and Izuku side-eyes his best friend.
"You've got a soft spot for my freckles," he concluded with a tiny grin. 
Katsuki punched him hard in the upper arm.
"Ow-"
"Shut the fuck up."
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poppy5991 · 8 months
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Hawks: I was just in the neighborhood.
Endeavor: Ah, okay
Shoto: Don’t you live on the opposite side of the country? How are you ‘in the neighborhood’?
Hawks:
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fling-graysons · 4 months
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You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become whatever this is.
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k-u-m-a-c-h-a-n · 1 year
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Hawks: (Y/N)? Will you marry me?
(Y/N) : No
Hawks: Okay then, I'll marry you.
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lilianade-comics · 2 years
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DEKU....SMASH!!
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thoughtssvt · 3 months
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Hero Talk Pod pt. 1
ft. Mockingbird (Shinsou)
pro hero deku's podcast where other pros guest star
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shinso : *reading fics of himself for Hero Talk’s fanfiction segment*
shin :  why do you guys keep writing me without parents?
deku : *about to collapse from cackling* shinsou--
shin : i love sensei but... i have a father... we talk on the phone every weekend
dk : *slipping out of his chair from laughter* i'm going home, i can't–
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A/N : hihi! I hope you enjoyed this little blurb. I wrote this series a long time ago on twt so i'll be releasing the other parts soon. you'll be able to find links to them and the masterlist above this note when I get to it! you can also use my ask box to request who you wanna see next or a theme. i'll try my best to get to it! thanks ya!
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Aizawa talking about AFO: we won’t let your father see you again
Danny: is that a threat?
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peconella27 · 5 months
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[ I think you will all hate me after this, but I have to do this >.< ]
Nighteye: ,,YOU WILL DIE A GRUESOME DEATH!"
All Might: ,,Lmao! U N O R E V E R S E 🔃 "
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kumori-love · 10 months
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Kaminari: Math is kicking my ass. Do you ever have that one class that depresses you just by thinking about it?
Tokoyami: The bourgeoisie.
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