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lxvislxdy · 3 years

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Imagine Bakugou x stoner!reader

So... maybe I got carried away, and maybe this turned into more of just you and the bakusquad being besties, but I literally love this concept and will 100% be writing more.

Warning(s): obvious mentions of drug use, and some language. All characters are 18+.

So, let’s say, just for the hell of it, that this is a quirkless!college!au

just imagine...

- you befriend Sero and Denki first, meeting them in a class, and they love you right off the bat

- you’re personality just meshes so well with theirs, you become bffs almost instantly

- the three of you raise hell in that class, I’m convinced, like RIP to whoever sits near you goofs

- you slowly start to hang out outside of class. maybe it starts as a study sesh, but let’s be honest here. the three of you can’t focus to save your life, and eventually Sero asks if you guys wanna smoke

- and, to their complete surprise, you outsmoke them (Denki later bows down to you, literally, and proposes to you with a ring pop. he’s such a dork I love him)

- this becomes a weekly thing, as it should, and the three of you are practically attached at the hip

- your favorite part of hanging with them is, of course, all their crazy stories about their friends

- so of course they want to introduce you to the bakusquad, and you are just as eager to meet the rest of the group, if not a little nervous

- Denki and Sero assure you they’ll love you (”c’mon, you’re just like us, they’ll adore you!!!”) and they take you out to lunch with Mina and Kirishima

- now, if you thought you, Denki, and Sero was a chaotic trio, just wait until you add Mina to the equation

- Kirishima lives for the chaos and thinks you’re adorable, but the guy has his hands full keeping the four of you out of trouble, that’s for sure

- (when Bakugou’s not around, Kirishima is in charge of the braincell, I don’t make the rules)

- Mina immediately kidnaps you for a girls night, and is ecstatic about having a girl to hang out with her and the boys

- (SIDE NOTE, Mina introduces you to Jirou, and the three of you are THE baddest bitches around, thank you. the three of you definitely have girl nights and either kick the boys out, or force them to join, face masks and all)

- anyway, you finally get the opportunity to meet Bakugou

- and, as always, he’s in a sour mood. but! you don’t let his grumpiness upset you, in fact, you take it in stride and throw his attitude right back at him

- you aren’t mean, and you certainly aren’t going out of your way to bug him, but if Bakugou makes a snide comment? you better believe you’re throwing one right back at him

- and at first, Bakugou is annoyed, and thinks you’re mocking him. like, who do you think you are?

- but the more he gets to know you, he realizes that you’re way too sweet to be that mean. you fit right in with the idiots he’s friends with.

- and, to be honest, it drives him nuts. because he likes you. he likes you, and he likes when you snap back at him, and he likes watching you goof off and laugh with his friends

- in true Bakugou fashion, though, you’re convinced he hates you. it’s just the icing on top of the cake when one night you notice that every time you’re there, and Sero lights up, Bakugou disappears

- when you finally tell Mina this, she laughs. actually laughs! and you’re just like ....what?

- turns out, Bakugou hardly ever smokes with them, and he’s just like that.

“Trust me, babe,” Mina tells you, “It’s not you. Bakugou just doesn’t know how to relax, he’s got a terrible case of trust issues and a bad attitude to top it off. But he likes you, trust me! He’ll come around.”

- you weren’t so sure about that, but you take her word for it.

- and then, one night it’s just you, Denki, Mina, and Bakugou, and he stays!

“Someone with a brain has to make sure you idiots don’t do something stupid.” He says, when you ask.

- that night ends up being one of the funniest nights of your life. the three of you are high as a kite, and everything is funny. seriously, you can’t stop laughing!

- then, you find out Bakugou’s birthday is on 4/20, and you have never been so excited in your life (so you say). it’s the funniest, most ironic thing to you

- you go up to Bakugou, grabbing both his arms by the biceps, and are going on and on about it, bouncing on the balls of your feet and giggling, and Bakugou just listens to you talk and he blushes

- you’re adorable, and he can’t lie to himself anymore, he likes you. he really likes you. and this realization really freaks him out (he calls Kirishima later that night absolutely freaking out, and he has to totally calm him down. Kiri ships it)

- over the next month or two, he tries his best to not give himself away, but it’s so hard.

- he starts sticking around when everyone smokes together, and sitting next to you during movie nights (because you always fall asleep, and theres a good 80% chance you end up leaning on his shoulder), and he offers to help when you complain about a class you’re struggling with

- and it all comes to a head one night when he gets jealous.

- he was definitely reading too much into things, but he swears you’re acting clingy with Sero, leaning on his shoulder, and grabbing his arm when you laugh, and playing with his hair. he definitely has himself convinced Sero is making a move on you, and he’s pissed.

- at some point during the hangout, he gets up and storms out of the room, and no one really notices but you and Kiri. after a minute or two you’re curiosity gets the best of you, so you go after him

- he’s in the kitchen, glaring at this plant Denki and Sero have (that is totally, 100% dying, and probably can’t be saved) and he’s pouting

“I don’t think staring at it is gonna bring it back to life.” You say, and he just looks at you weird and asks what you want

- you say you’re just checking on him, and he asks why you care. and you’re just like dude ??? i care about you? hello? we’re friends ??

- and Bakugou, being himself, snaps at you and makes some kind of rude comment

- so you snap back, offended because you’d just wanted to check on him

- and halfway through you telling him what a jerk he is, he kisses you

- he kisses you like his life depends on it, because he’s still pissed off about Sero and, come on, Bakugou Katsuki doesn’t do anything halfway

- and maybe the two of you make out in the kitchen for way longer than you want to admit

- and maybe you laugh and call him an idiot when he tells you he was jealous of Sero

- and maybe Denki catches the two of you, and screams like a little girl on christmas morning

- cue protective Denki and Sero telling Bakugou he better not EVER hurt you... and then crying happy tears a minute later because you’re so cute together

- after that, Bakugou is literally never seen without you by his side. he walks you to class, cooks you dinner at least once a week, helps you study and takes you out every time you ace a test. this man knows your coffee order, and has your schedule memorized, it’s impressive

- god forbid he see’s you eating junk food

- listen, he knows how Denki and Sero eat when they get the munchies, okay, and that is absolutely not allowed. this man is such a simp behind closed doors, he will literally make you homemade snacks for when you go smoke with the guys.

- he’s not the greatest with words, okay, but he loves you and he shows it through small things like that. he’s always pushing you to do your best, and bragging about you, and doing little things to remind you how much he cares

- he’s also a little over protective, but he means well, and cmon it’s kinda cute when he get’s jealous, sometimes

- but overall you guys are just the cutest couple. like the bakusquad is absolutely obsessed. (you make Bakugou soft, but don’t tell him they said that)

- and sure you fight over little things every once in a while, but you learn how to handle Bakugou’s attitude quick, and it never lasts too long.

- if you do have a big fight, you take a step back and let each other cool down, and then you make Bakugou talk it out. he hates it at first, because sharing his feelings is so not something he wants to do, but it does help and he knows it.

- if, on the rare occasion, the two of you have a bad fight you can’t resolve on your own, therapist Kiri is there to save the day

Bonus:

- now, let’s get down to the whole reason i made this au in the first place

- the first time the two of you celebrate his birthday after getting together, he makes it clear that the day of he just wants to spend it with you

- so the weekend closest to his bday, the whole squad goes out and celebrates, but when it comes to his actual bday? Bakugou has a surprise for YOU

- you show up to his apartment, not really knowing what to expect, and this man pulls out a pan of brownies

- yeah, those brownies

- turns out, he and Sero used to sell them in high school

“What? Sero already sold, and I can cook, so we just... did it. It was good money.”

“How could you keep this from me?! Have I told you recently that I adore you?”

He just laughs, “You’re such a dork.”

- so you have the PLEASURE of getting high with Bakugou for the first time

- and let me just tell you, you’re in for a treat

- Bakugou. is. so. clingy. as soon as it hits, you know, because he’s wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his lap

- he’s speaking so softly?? and he’s just relaxed, and content with holding you and talking about anything and everything, just cuddling with music in the background

- high! makeout sessions! with Bakugou! that’s it, that’s literally it. he is INSATIABLE

- the man just wants to kiss you, for hours, okay? give him what he wants!!

- he used to get super paranoid, that’s why he doesn’t smoke much, but with you he’s calm and comfortable, and not anxious

- it becomes tradition to make brownies on both of your birthdays, and you look forward to it all year

- and every once in a while, Bakugou will smoke with the squad, and they quickly learn that he can’t keep his hands off of you when he’s high. they tease him relentlessly, and Sero and Denki definitely have asked him (aka whined to him) to stop hogging all your attention

- also, he definitely lights the bowl for you, because he is a gentlemen

- shotgun kisses. yup. that’s all I have to say.

before I get carried away again, this is the end. Thank you for reading! I literally can’t get enough of this au I’m in love with it!! I’ll be writing more of this au soon, hopefully, and my requests are open!!

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kirishimaswife2819 · 3 years

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Emergency Request: Hi Danielle :/ First, I just want to apologize for sending in an emergency request. I honestly thought that I’d never need to send one in. I know how many requests you already have piling up and now you’re going to have even more with your new prompts. I also know you’re having a hard time finding the motivation to write requests so sorry for giving you more work. I’m honestly just feeling really horrible at the moment. It’s my birthday today and only one of my friends remembered. (Idk maybe I’m just weird about this but receiving that 12am message from friends just makes me so happy and makes me feel important and appreciated) but this year only one of my friends remembered and I’m just feeling really unimportant—if that makes sense. Also my aunt who was like a mother to me passed away last month and it’s on days like these when I really just remember her and miss her so much. I’ve been crying for the past few hours and the tears just WONT STOP. MY GOSH. anyway, I was wondering if you could write something for me with Bakugou regarding this? Comfort and fluff please. It’s okay if you can’t tho! I completely understand, you’re busy and everything. I won’t be mad 🥺💖 I just thought I’d give it a try. As rude and loud Bakugou is, he’s my comfort character so I thought maybe he could help me 💖.

How They Comfort Their S/o When Their Friends Forget Their Birthday || Bakugou

Masterlist 1 || Masterlist 2

↠Author’s Note: Don’t apologize, it’s alright! Happy (probably late) birthday!! I’m sorry that happened :( I hope you feel better soon/now! Ty for requesting! I hope these help!! -Danielle <3

↠Characters: Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

↠Summary: Katsuki’s reaction when he walks in on you crying, on your birthday, because your friends forgot

↠Genre: Comfort/fluff

↠Word Count: 900

↠Warnings: Kinda toxic friends, ig?

↠Notes: None

This man is going to be absolutely pissed that everybody besides him, some of the 1-A students, and like one of your other friends forgot your birthday

Most of the students of the class didn’t know it was your birthday, only a few that paid good attention did and they all wished you a happy birthday and then everybody else did as well, since they heard the others doing it

But you had school that day, so Bakugou couldn’t really take you anywhere special, but he did buy you a gift and take you out for dinner that night

Yet, when you came home, you came to the realization that barely anybody remembered your birthday, including your friends outside of U.A., and you knew that you shouldn’t really care, considering how the members of class 1-A remembered

But it still kind of hurt when you came to realization that only one of your friends remembered

The same friend stopped by early in the morning to give you a gift, since they also had to get to school, but they promised that they’d hang out with you when they got the chance to

It also didn’t help that you had remembered all of your friends birthdays, but they hadn’t remembered yours

For about ten minutes, you sat there, trying to convince yourself that they just had a bad memory, or that they just didn’t look at the date that day, but the more you thought about it, the more convinced you got that they simply didn’t care

For example, if you couldn’t remember a birthday of someone you cared about, then you put it in your phone and put a reminder a few days ahead so you would remember to get them a gift (I do this, it took my friends about ten times of telling me their birthdays before I finally remembered them but even then I don’t pay attention to dates so I put them in my phone)

Anyway, so when Bakugou came into the room to give you a late birthday gift, and you were sobbing while hugging your stuffed animal, at first he was super concerned but after you told him the reason why you were upset he was concerned and absolutely pissed

Like it took every bone in his body for him not to get up to go yell at (and beat up) some dumb ‘extras’ for upsetting you on your birthday

And then when you explained that you were extra upset because of your aunt passing about a month ago, he got even more pissed off at them for forgetting

He still remembered the day that your aunt passed away (and the days that followed), you didn’t want to leave your room and you didn’t want to let anybody in, until finally Bakugou convinced you to let him in so that he could help you, and then he spent the rest of that night comforting you and making sure that you felt better

Anyway, back to the main subject, he literally had to take a minute to step out of your room so he didn’t blow up on you, when he was supposed to be comforting you

He took a few minutes to calm himself, before stepping back into the room and approaching you again

He didn’t say anything and instead pulled you into his arms, letting you sob into his chest until you got it all out, while either gently rubbing your arms, back, or head

Finally, after you cried it all out, he started talking

He hadn’t wanted to talk while you were crying because 1. If you started to say something, he didn’t want to talk over you, and 2. He wanted to give you all the time that you needed to cry, before he gave you his opinion and thoughts on the situation

“Look, babe, they’re just a bunch of dumb, useless extras,” Katsuki started

“Katsuki, don’t talk about them like that, they-”

“Don’t interrupt me, it’s true. Anybody who doesn’t care enough to remember the day that you were born is a useless extra,” Bakugou said, “And don’t you dare go and beat yourself up because they’re a bunch of jerks.”

You didn’t reply, and Katsuki didn’t say anymore and instead a comfortable silence filled the room and you allowed Katsuki to continue holding you

But the silence was broken about ten minutes later, by Katsuki

“I got you a gift,” he said, and you sat up, starting at him, waiting for him to give it to you

He gestured forward, and then you noticed the nearly flat, but tall and wide item that was wrapped in blue paper

You reached forward, and felt the paper, and you could tell that it was obviously a photo frame

After tearing the paper off, you got a good look at the photo, it was actually from the two of you that same day, when you two were eating dessert at the restaurant he took you to

“Thank you,” you said, smiling and setting it on your nightstand, so that you could hang it up tomorrow. Then you threw yourself back into his arms, cuddling into his chest, “Love you, Katsu.”

“Love you too, baby,” he replied, as you started to fall asleep, “Happy birthday.”

#katsuki bakugou #katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #x reader #katsuki comfort #bakugou comfort #comfort #mha #bnha #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha headcanons #bnha headcanons #headcanons #headcanon post

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nightlilly0110 · 4 years

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Prompt: One person is a professor that overshares, the other doesn’t say anything about their personal life, no one realizes they’re together - Shigadabi

Dabi is an ethics professor while Shigaraki teaches philosophy; their courses are co-requisites, meaning they have to be taken at the same time to get a full credit.

No one realizes they’re together mostly because their students usually see them arguing, most likely about Stain and how the hell are you an ethics professor if you condone murder????

The first time they (Class 1A) walk into Dabi’s classroom they are terrified because this man has most definitely killed someone why is he allowed to be around people???

They get used to him later on, as he’s mostly insightful and only raises his voice to makes sure the back of the room can hear him, but they’re still low-key scared about how he looks.

Shigaraki, on the other hand, acts like he’s on crack most of the time. He’s a feral bastard of a man and they’re sure that even though he dresses nicely there’s no way he picked out those clothes himself and he kinda looks like someone wrestled him into them. His attitude is mostly “I don’t give a fuck but I have to be here so I’m here and I guess that means I actually have to teach well”

Plot twist: he’s actually a really well known academic in the community and has won awards and given speeches and shit. He’s really smart but he doesn’t have anything else going for him. Of course, he didn’t tell them that. They found out because quite a few of their course readings mention him by name and of course they went digging to find out he’s highly respected. He tells them nothing. They only know his last name.

The first time anyone sees the two professors together is when Shigaraki bursts into Dabi’s 8am lecture demanding coffee. Dabi keeps a small coffee machine in his classroom because he understands 8ams are terrible and it’s free for his students to use (it’s the cheap instant stuff but no one’s complaining).

Anything said at 8am is jarring but it is even more so when it’s your rat bastard of a professor kicking open a door with the force of god yelling “COFFEE!”

Dabi, of course, does not give him coffee. Tomura says he’ll fight him for it after a solid twenty minutes of arguing. He immediately leaves and no one has ever heard anything about a fight between the two of them occurring but the next day Shigaraki gleefully walks into their 8am and makes himself a cup of coffee. Dabi doesn’t even stop lecturing and doesn’t even stop to even pretend to notice him. Every day after that, Shigaraki comes in for coffee and sits in Dabi’s chair as he drinks it, (creepily) smiling broadly, while Dabi is walking around and teaching.

Dabi overshares very much so and he is very happy to do it. He loves talking about his husband Tomura and all the stupid little things he does and why he’s in love with him and everything. One time he stopped his lecture to draw attention to the bento box his husband made for him and “isn’t that sweet he cooked it all himself and he hates cooking I love him so much”

His students use that as an advantage to stop hearing about what Plato said centuries ago and just hear cute little things about their professor. Dabi can and will rant for hours about his husband if no one stops him. He will also threaten you if you try to stop him.

The reason no one thinks that Shigaraki and Dabi are married, other than the arguing, is that Dabi always describes his husband as cute and adorable and kind and Shigaraki isn’t exactly that (at least not in public). The other reason is that Dabi always calls him by last name or “Mophead” when they’re in public.

Shigaraki will die before his students wrangle any personal information out of him and he will most likely kill you if you bother to ask him.

And yet, they still ask him. Shigaraki only cocks his head to the side, gives them the widest, creepiest smile he can manage and starts cackling for an uncomfortably long period of time.

There are so many wild bets going on based on what Shigaraki does in his spare time. A few people think he’s part of the yakuza. Kaminari is convinced he’s an escaped demon from hell and that’s why he’s so creepy and why he doesn’t give a shit about anything.

Someone once asked him if he was part of the yakuza and he said “hell fucking no Kai was a fucking mental case but he’s in jail so it doesn’t matter” and said nothing else about it. They wonder who Kai is constantly.

Kaminari said he once saw Dabi and Shigaraki civilly eating lunch together and no one believed him until Dabi once knocked on Shigaraki’s door, stuck his head in the middle of lecture and asked “Lunch?” to which Shigaraki bluntly responded “No, busy” and continued his lecture without even taking a breath.

Mina is the one that suggests that they find out whoever Dabi’s husband is because the man sounds like an absolute saint and they need to see this angel of a man. Bakugou unhelpfully chimes in that “the fucker is making it all up” because he’s mad about his own feelings for a classmate (cough Kirishima cough) and is jealous towards his prof’s happy relationship.

Shouto gets switched into both classes and is in for one hell of a trip when Professor “Dabi” calls him down on his first day yelling “SHOUTO I DIDNT KNOW YOU WERE IN THIS CLASS HI!!!!” because of course Shouto sits in the back with Midoriya.

There is no class that day as Dabi rants about his fantastic baby brother while Shouto falls asleep (on Midoriya, who is blushing) so he doesn’t have to listen to his brother’s rant. That, and he’s real tired.

Shigaraki just gives Shouto a nod, grumbles something about another Todoroki (he did not sleep the night before and he’s about to fall dead) and proceeds with his lecture as usual.

“Okay listen up I’ve got a head cold and this thermos is full of NyQuil. I’m gonna drink this and start talking but the lecture ends when your heads start turning into colourful squiggles” (from that one tumblr anecdote)

Shigaraki falling flat on his face during lecture is completely normal and it’s about as normal as Aizawa with the sleeping bag and he just continues his lecture from the floor after a small “I’m okay.” He’s not drunk or tired or sick or anything sometimes he just needs a good lie down but instead of lying down like a normal person he just splats like an ungraceful volleyball player diving for the ball. Dabi once came in and just stared at him for a while before asking “you good” which prompted Shigaraki to bolt up and shriek at him to get out of his classroom. After Dabi left he plopped down on the floor again. When he does this, sometimes he’ll start giggling for no reason. It’s like hearing a haunted doll laugh at you.

Every time Dabi mentions going out with his husband he gets extremely flustered. The first time it happened, someone asked him how long he and his husband had been married (expecting him to say a few months) and he responded with five years.

When they find out the two of them are married, shit gets fucking crazy. No one believes it. They think their professors are playing a prank on them for asking too many questions about their personal lives until Shouto is just like “yeah no that’s my brother in law”

“YOU KNEW THIS WHOLE TIME AND SAID NOTHING?!?!?!”

“.....was I supposed to?”

Most of their responses to Dabi are “Him????? Really?????”

Yes really because Dabi loves his disaster husband and the next person who says anything about it will fail their final.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #shigadabi #teacher au #professor au #shigaraki tomura #shimura tenko #dabi #todoroki touya #long post

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honeypirate · 3 years

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My Idiot

Y/n, Kirishima, and Bakugou friends fic

Pairing - Bakugou x yn

.cw. Swearing

— in the dorms I can’t remember but is there like two different elevators for the boys and girls side? I just made it one Bc I I couldn’t remember. ??—

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‘Did he really pull me into his room to pull me into his bed to show me his glow in the dark dinosaur toys?’ You think to yourself as you hold one in your hand under the covers. He pulled you all the way up to his room, going on about how he had to show you something special, when you get his room he takes you inside and has you sit next to him on the bed before pulling his extra large blanket over both of your heads before showing you his cool surprise. A small plastic triceratops that glows in the dark. He says you can keep since he knows they’re your favorite. “Kirishima” you say quietly and then pull the covers from off your heads. “This is really cool and I’m definitely going to make this into a keychain but..” you look at the little toy in your hands “is this all you wanted to show me?” He hesitates for a second “yes, did you think this was about something else?” He asks genuinely confused. “No no. I just was making sure that this was uhh.. it” you calmly get up and grab your backpack and go to his door “I just have a lot to get done. Thank you for this. I love it” you quickly leave his room and run to yours before closing and locking the door, sliding down it sitting on the ground once your inside. “Shit” you say out loud before laying your head on your knees and trying not to cry. It was stupid. You knew he didn’t like you like that and it was dumb to get your hopes up that would be something different than his usual antics. You’re just friends and that’s all you’ll be. He didn’t want to get you alone to make a move, he just wanted to give you a glow in the dark dino toy. You wipe the few stray tears away and get up, grabbing superglue and your craft supplies to quickly throw together a keychain so you could carry that with you everywhere, as disappointed as you were you still thought it was a really cool dinosaur. After finishing your homework you watch an episode of your favorite show before heading to bed. You check your phone and turn off your usual Saturday alarm opting to sleep in as long as you want just this once. Before you put your phone down you get a text from Bakugou, you were pretty close to him since becoming best friends with Kirishima and you actually enjoyed his outbursts. You thought he was amusing and saw right through him. His message said “what’d stupid hair do this time? He won’t stop texting me about you.” “Promise you won’t talk to him about it?” “Nope” he shoots back. “Okay well fuck it, it’s stupid. He said he had something “super special” for me and then it turned out to be glow in the dark dinosaurs” he laugh reacts your message “I knew he was an idiot but I didn’t know he was that big of an idiot.” You sigh and think before responding, you already talked to Bakugou once before about your feelings for Kirishima and he promised you then he wouldn’t tell him and he has t to this day so you have no reason to fear “Don’t worry Suki. It’s no big deal. We’re only friends, right? I’m headed to bed. See you later” he only texts back “I never said I was worried...” before following it up with a sleeping dog gif. You put your phone on the side table and plug it in before quickly falling asleep.

Three months later you wake up with only barely enough time to get ready. You curse under your breath, you were going to lunch with Bakugou and Kirishima and you wanted to look your absolute best. you put on your favorite pair of jeans, the ones that made your ass look amazing, and a v neck black flattering tee shirt that showed the right amount of cleavage. You put on your favorite gold necklace with your initials on the end and slipped on a pair of checkered vans, grabbing a Levi jacket before leaving the dorm. You show up at the restaurant, it was your guys’ favorite place to eat because it was an all you can eat buffet, you always had a good time with them but the moment you saw Bakugou sitting at your usual table by himself as he waited for you and Kirishima you felt nervous for some reason. He was looking at his phone when you walked up “hey Bakugou, just you?” You said and took your jacket off placing it on the back of the chair next to Bakugou. You always sat in the same chairs, at a table with four you sat on one side and the boys sat on the other, but today Bakugou had moved, sitting in the chair next to yours this time. You didn’t mind, the tables were big so you had enough space between chairs, you sat sideways in your chair so you could look at him as you sat down and you noticed a little pink on his cheeks, he clears his throat “yeah it’s just me. In the group chat Kiri said he’d be late and we could start without him. You look great today y/n.” You couldn’t help but grin at him “Thank you! You don’t usually give compliments, I feel sorta special. And okay, I didn’t check my phone on the way here. I am starving” you get up to go make a plate and barely catch Bakugou whisper “you are special” you didn’t think anything of it now, too focused on the rumbling in your stomach.

After a plate and half you’re stuffed, thankful to your hard training for allowing you to eat whatever you wanted, you relax back into your seat and adjust it so you’re at an angle to see Bakugou better as you continue talking to him. He’s gone through four plates already and it always amused you how much he could eat. It was then that Kirishima showed up “hey guys sorry I’m so extremely late” you smile at him and you realize that you don’t feel anything for him anymore “no problem! Bakugou’s still eating and I’ll get some dessert soon” he set his jacket down on a chair and gets some food before sitting across from you. You really adored how well you three could hang out and chat for hours comfortable. Like you were all cut from the same cloth. You finished the rest of your lunch with many laughs and only one complaint about how loud Bakugou was which was a new record. You three walk back to the dorms together, you in the middle of both of them, “since it’s our day off I think we should go finish the training I know we all are going to do,” you laugh softly “and then get pizza and watch a movie in the lounge, we could even invite other friends and have a..!” You jump up and down once and throw both arms in the air with fist fulls of glitter raining down over you and yell “movie night!” this isn’t the first time you’ve done this and you know they hate it when you do it but it’s just so fun. You’ve learned to not do it close to them tho because as cute as an angry Kiri was you missed him when he would ignore you for a while for getting glitter in his hair. “Goddammit y/n.” “Not again” they say at the same time and you just laugh and say “at least it’s biodegradable” as they walk on ahead of you “come on! I love it! My happiness should at least make you a little happy and...” you run up and catch up to them hooking your arms in theirs “don’t I look so cute when I’m happy and glitter is raining down” you laugh and look up at Bakugou “that’s besides the point” he grumbles out quietly and you laugh in shock but before you can say anything Kirishima yells out “ugh you got it in my hair again! Damn! I hate glitter!” He shakes your arm off and runs off “it’ll wash out! movie night at seven! I’ll get the pizza!” You call after him laughing and keep walking with Bakugou, not noticing your arm still in his. “He’s ridiculous” you laugh “so what movie do you want to watch tonight? I’m thinking something scary” “something scary” he says at the same time as you and you smile “yea! Okay. So there’s this new one that looks really good on Netflix and we will watch that. I’ll order pizza when we get back and just schedule it so I can forget about it. What are you going to train today?” You ask him and he pulls you into him a little by your elbow as he shoves his hands into his pockets. You realized you were still holding on to him then, but you waited to see what he’s do, you were sure he would do something rude, shake you off and call you some name, but he didn’t. He just cleared his throat and answered the question “it’s leg day for me” you felt shy all of a sudden, Bakugou who was a man known to be aggressive and who never touched anyone outside of fighting and sparing, was out in the open walking back to the dorms with you on his arm. You quickly squashed the butterflies in your stomach and convinced yourself it was just something with the food you are giving you an upset stomach. There’s no way Bakugou was into you. Kiri told you that you weren’t his type, (maybe he’s just being uncommonly nice)you decided it was just a fluke and thought nothing of it. “It’s arms and shoulders for me!” you pull your arm from his, he almost looks like that made him sad, and you flex dramatically, earning a smirk and an eye roll from him. “Cmon Bakugou you know you love it. You think I’m funny and cool and that’s why you’re friends with me” you bounce into the elevetor pushing both your floors, you were coincidentally the room directly below his. “No comment” he says, his hands still deep in his pockets.

You get off on your floor and turn to him “you’re coming to movie night, right?” You say quietly, suddenly nervous he wouldn’t be there “of course ” he says in his usual gruff voice and you smile at him your same radiant smile that he secretly adored. The doors to the elevator close and you make your way to your room feeling extra excited to watch a movie tonight. You get ready for the gym and order pizza ahead of time, then text the rest of your dorm about move night before heading to the gym. Training goes by quickly, your arms turned to jello by the end, and when you got home you had enough time to shower and look nice, putting on comfy clothes before heading down stairs to make popcorn and set up the movie. You were the first one there at six thirty, and you played some music in the kitchen as you watched the bag in the microwave. “This is my playlist” you jumped a little, startled by Bakugou suddenly being right there and you laugh at yourself “yes it is! You sent it to the group chat a while ago and I love it. I listen to it all the time” he didn’t show it but you just gave him so many butterflies. Just then the pizza man comes through the door and you rush over to him, signing the receipt and taking the stack of pizzas. “Yesssss!!” Kirishima says as he runs in, taking the stack from you and placing them on the table. After him everyone else trickles in and you snatch a piece of pizza and a drink before sneaking over and taking one of the good couch seats before anyone else could. “Smart move” Bakugou said as he sat down next to you, you noticed he had a blanket with him and smiled when he sat down, not really next to you in the middle of the couch but not all the way over either. Like he was trying to discourage anyone from sitting next to you guys. You already queued up the movie and just needed to press play. “I’m gonna press play can someone get the lights?” You ask and Iida immediately gets up and shuts the light off, telling everyone to quiet down now. “Move over Bakugou so I can sit on the couch too” kirishima said coming up behind you guys and Bakugou gives the most dramatic sigh before scooting over so he was right next to you, Giving Kiri a seat on his opposite side. You press play on the movie and everyone quiets down engrossed in it. You start to get a little cold and wish you brought a blanket, you fold your arms hugging yourself for a little warmth, you didn’t want to miss anything. At the first jump scare in the movie you gasp, grabbing bakugous arm and hiding your face in his shoulder. You pulled away quickly with a whispered “sorry”. “It’s okay.” He says and then offers you half his blanket “your fingers are freezing” you accept with a smile and cuddle into the blanket pulling your knees up move sideways, tucking your toes under Bakugou’s thigh. He was grateful for the darkness so no one could see him blush. At the next scary part you hide your face in your knees with a gasp and a shudder, when you look back up, Bakugou wraps his arm around your knees and pulls you as close as you could be to him. You look at him but he just watches the movie. The next time you’re scared you bury your face in his arm now, your right hand reaching up and placing your hand over his, the one that’s around your knees, and squeezing softly. He sits up taller now, adjusting his body so he wasn’t slouching anymore, and you took the time to readjust too thinking you went too far, but when you settle back down he takes your hand in his, lacing your fingers together under the blanket. You were suddenly not interested in the movie anymore, your heart beating wildly from what’s going on. You couldn’t really understand what was happening. He didn’t like you. He couldn’t. But he does? You were screaming internally. You turned your body into him, quietly so no one around you would notice, no one was paying attention to you guys anyway, and you lean into him and look up to find him looking down at you with red eyes like fire. His other hand comes up and cups your cheek and he smiles at you like you’re the only two in the room.

“Can I?” He whispers so quietly you barely hear it before leaning up slowly closing the distance between you, softly and quietly brushing your lips against his before pulling back and looking at him to see if it was okay. “Meet me in the laundry room” he whispers into your ear before getting up. No one questioned him, no one ever does. You wait five agonizing minutes pretending to watch the movie before you get up yourself and quietly make your way back into the laundry room, leaving his blanket on the couch. When you open the door you smile at him, he looked nervous, you’ve never seen him look nervous before. “Hi” you say softly and close the door behind you. “Y/n” he says and you walk over to him, you wish there was like a dryer on or something so there was some noise to cover your voices but oh well. “You wanted to see me..” you start to play around and he can’t wait any longer, he grabs you by your waist and pulls you to him, his other hand goes to your cheek and jaw as he presses his lips to yours he’s been thinking about how much he’d love to kiss you for months. Since you thought Kirishima liked you he got jealous, he gave you a couple months between then and now, to make sure his feelings were genuine and not ego based. But every day since he noticed he fell harder and harder for you, wondering how he never noticed how amazing you were since the beginning. He was worried tho because a small part of him thought you might still be into Kiri, but tonight has gotten rid of all his fears. You sighed with a smile and wrapped your arms around his neck, you had gotten closer to Bakugou and unintentionally developed a crush on him. Which scared you and annoyed you, it was Bakugou for hell’s sake he’d never focus on anything other than becoming number one. You never suspected this, but you weren’t complaining. Your heart soared and your skin tingled. His lips were so soft against yours even though he was rough, his hand squeezing your hip sent shivers down your spine and you bit his bottom lip and pulled it before letting go and looking into his eyes.

“Wow Katsuki,” you were breathless as you spoke, his smirk on his face adorable “that was better than I imagined it would be” your hands started to play with the hair at the nape of his neck “you imagined kissing me?” He asks and quirks his brow and you chuckle bringing a hand down and caressing his cheek before running your thumb across his bottom lip “I’ve wanted to kiss you for a while now. But I thought you’d never think of me as anything but your weird friend” he laughs a little too loud and you cover his mouth with your fingers and shush him softly “oops.” His voice was quiet now “you are my weird friend, and I love that. I thought you still ... kinda liked .. shitty hair” he sounded jealous and shy which was completely unlike him, it was your turn to laugh but you at least did it quiet “I realized that I was reading too much into his friendship and that I didn’t really like him more than a friend. Then I thought I was doing the same thing with you and I was kicking myself before tonight. But I guess you really do like me and I’m not a huge idiot” you laugh again and he smirks “well I wouldn’t go that far. Yes I have strong feelings for you but you’re still a huge idiot” you slap his shoulder “hey!” You kind of yell and he laughs and covers your mouth with his fingers “you’re a huge adorable beautiful idiot but you’re my idiot and that’s all that matters” you quirk you’re eyebrows “yours huh? Does that make you my idiot in return?” He rolls his eyes and you smirk before leaning in and starting to kiss slowly up his neck, sucking below his jaw and biting just a little, causing him to moan quietly. You bite his ear lobe “Katsuki. Are you myyyyy idiot?” You whisper playfully before kissing the other side of his neck, biting and leaving a hickey down on his collar bone causing him to get goosebumps before he whispers “yesss, I’m yours” you pull back with a laugh and a quick kiss, bouncing on your toes. “Good! Now, let’s go finish the movie” you take his hand and pull him along, he sighs pretending he was annoyed when in fact he was beyond happy and grateful that he was wearing baggy inconspicuous sweats.

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lavenderslemonade · 4 years

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Can i request first time headcanons for Mirio, Kirishima & Bakugou

Sure thing! Also, my requests are currently closed!

Mirio, Kirishima and Bakugou First Times Headcanons

Mirio Togata

(Warning spoilers for Mirio!!!)

- Your first time having sex wasn’t planned but it had been discussed multiple times. With your relationship landing on three years, the two of you started dating freshman year after you met at your entrance exams, the two of you felt comfortable enough to discuss taking things to the next level.

- Mirio is a joyful person and seeing you in pain or uncomfortable brought him anything but that. As stated before, your first time wasn’t planned. It wasn’t like the two of you decided to go out to eat, watch a romance movie and hopefully be put into the mood. There was no nervousness to wake up to of what was to happened that night and neither of you stressed over it.

- The two of you actually had your first time once he lost his quirk. It wasn’t right after, since you felt like it was a very sensitive time. Actually the thought of sex left your mind completely up until the UA School Festival. Mirio seemed relaxed, especially around Eri and even though he was still quirkless you could tell he was remaining positive.

- It ends up happening that night at the end of the festival after everyone had cleaned up. The two of you had opted to staying in your room for the night. After showering and fixing two cups of tea the two of you decided to discuss future plans for when the end of the school year rolled around.

- Even though Mirio was now quirkless, it didn’t mean he didn’t want to spend the rest of his life with you. He had decided until he got his quirk back, hopefully, to assist hero’s at their agencies with paperwork or whatever else he was needed for. There were actually a few hero’s already asking for him due to him being the intern under Nighteye.

- He starts joyfully rambling about the different hero’s he can’t wait to meet and interview with and honestly you just wanted to know where he was mostly looking at to work so you could look at apartments around the area. Just from the names of a few hero’s he had listed off on talking with you had set aside some listings of apartments near their agencies.

- After about twenty minutes, you feel that he’s nearly talked your ears off, thus you shift by his side and pressed a gentle kiss at the edge of his lips. A small blush would creep up, though he’d quickly turn his head to press his lips against yours. From hands holding apartment listings, his hands shifted to holding you and pulling you closer to his body.

- You had actually just planned for a sweet and short passionate kiss, but hey a make out session with Mirio never left you complaining. His kisses always lasted for a few minutes before he started feeling adventuress. Thus it didn’t take long for his lips to slip away from yours and ghost down to your neck. He always knew were to nip at you that would make you shudder.

- His hands would end up slipping under your shirt just to feel your skin against his. That’s when his hand lands on the clasp of your bra and the both of you freeze. The two of you would lock eyes for a second and you can tell from the look in his eyes he feeling internally conflicted. It wasn’t till you placed your arms loosely around his neck and gently kissed the top of his head that he unclasped your bra.

- Your first time is very slow and patient. Whenever you get nervous about something, be it when he takes your top off, or when he starts easing into you. He actually tries to crack a joke or two to distract you and they never fail to make you laugh. Luckily the two of you kept condoms in both of your rooms in case this scenario happened.

- Mirio holds you close during and after sex. During he holds onto you like his life depended on it. Your chest pressed against his as he roughly thrusted in and out. His forehead resting against your shoulder, meanwhile your nails roughly scratched at his back.

- Since it’s your first time I feel it honestly wouldn’t take Mirio long to reach his orgasm. It also doesn’t take long for either of you to fall asleep either. When you wake up it’s honestly a sweet sight. Mirio resting beside you, holding you close against him. When the two of you wake up, you wouldn’t even say anything to each other yet. Just stare into each others eyes before smiling and sharing a quick morning kiss.

Kirishima Eijiro

- He honestly wants everything to be perfect. It wasn’t long that the two of you had graduated from UA, and he had been taken up as a side kick for Fatgum. The two of you stayed with both your parents till about a year later when the two of you had saved up enough money, and found an apartment that was reasonable distance between both the agencies you worked at.

- It’s not the first night that the two of you end up sleeping together, but around three months after living together. Luckily the two of you had found out that you would be have the next few days off due to low crime rate at the time. Mostly it was because Fatgum secretly wanted Kirishima to spend some time with you since moving into your place together, and called up the agency you worked with to discuss some time off for you as well.

- The two of you spent your first day sleeping in, working out, cooking dinner together and watching a movie before falling asleep again. However, the second day the two of you decided to be more active. Shopping for your apartment some more, shopping for gifts and outfits to events you’ve been invited to, and finishing the day at a nice restaurant.

- Just like Mirios your first time wasn’t planned. Sure you’ve had your bump and grind session during make outs, and nearly came close to having sex, but you were stopped by one of your phones going off that your hero offices needed you due to a villian. Thus after getting home and opening a bottle of wine to share and enjoy each others company, whenever the two of you started getting heated after getting relaxed back at home, the two of you couldn’t help but stop and stare at your phones for a good few seconds.

- You nervously played with a few strands of Kirishimas red hair as you stared intensely at your phone. Kirishima’s eyes remained on his on though he continued peppering your neck lazily with light kisses. After about two minutes of staring at the phones, Kirishima personally came to the conclusion that they weren’t going to ring. Thus he pulled you out of your nervous gave by gently nipping at your neck, causing a moan to escape you.

- As much as you couldn’t wait to have your boyfriend inside you, you climbed off his lap and gently tugged his hand to lead him to the bedroom. If you wanted your first time to be special you at least wanted it to be somewhere comfortable. Doesn’t take him long to have yours and his clothes of the floor.

- Your first time is surprisingly a bit rough but also pretty passionate. His thrusts are hard, the way he holds your hips will definitely leave bruises, not that you’re complaining. Your neck is littered in love bites the next morning, though Kirishima also has some scratch marks on his back as well as a few on his arms. The two of you don’t fall asleep right away.

- Sweet sweet after care. Kirishima kisses your neck, cheek, shoulder, lips, etc. Whatever he can reach with you in his arms, he’s kissing. The two of you actually take a relaxing shower together before bed, washing each others hair and just enjoying the presence of each other.

Bakugou Katsuki

- The month after both of you were hired as side kicks is when you shared your first time. Now that both of you had found a place to live, had stable jobs, the two of you felt like you could finally relax and not worry after finding a hero agency to accept you and a place to live. Thus it didn’t take long to become sexually frustrated with one another.

- Sure the two of you would make out and share the occasional hickey when the two of you lived at UA, but now that you two lived together, it was honestly torture. Some days Bakugou would come home sweaty and jump in the shower while you were getting ready to head off to patrol at night.

- Seeing your boyfriend in nothing but a towel and receiving a quick kiss telling you to be safe honestly did something to do. And the same could be said for him. Watching you walk around in short pajama shorts while you’re preparing to sleep as he’s getting ready for work is honestly torture. And it didn’t help when he was getting ready and you were in the shower behind him, knowing that just a few feet away behind a curtain your were naked.

- It happens when you both end up having to work night patrol. Due to it being holiday season the crime rate seemed to sky rocket to nobodies surprise. The two of you had been patrolling. Katsuki kept an eye on the shops as the two of you stood across the street, meanwhile you had went to grab to hot chocolates while you kept an eye out. Coming back you handed Bakugou his and took a sip of yours. Once he took a sip of his he cringed just a bit.

- “Hey, I think you have mine. This shit is way too sweet.” He stated with a hint of disgust. You kinda just blink a bit confused. “I think they’re the same Bakugou.” You’d state. However, when he leans over to give you a kiss, his tongue brushing against your bottom lip, you feel your face burn. He pulled back his usual smug smirk on his face. “Yeah, you’re right, they taste about the same.” He’d state before calmly continuing to drink his hot chocolate.

- However, that kiss left you wanting more. Thus when the two of you got home, Bakugou had insisted on cooking dinner while you shower first, however that’s not what you wanted. You requested he shower with you, and the two of you could cook dinner together when you were finished. Surprisingly it wasn’t too hard to convince him.

- Your shower was more tame that you had expected, Bakugou allowing you to wash his hair as he returned the favor. It wasn’t till the two of you started cooking dinner that everything took a turn. You’d try to sneak glances at Bakugou as he chopped up vegetables, and he’d do the same whenever you’d lean over to grab something or bend down to pick something from fridge.

- After dinner the two of you opted for a movie, though only a few minutes in did you start feeling bored. You shifted your hand onto Katsuki’s thigh causing the man to tense up a bit. Feeling that you could have possibly made him uncomfortable, you tried sliding your hand away. However, you stopped when you felt his hand slip from your waist to grope at your butt.

- After that everything pretty much fell into place. The two of you would exchange quick kisses during the movie, which that turned into a rather heated make out session. He’d end up picking you up from his lap by grabbing your thighs and walking you both to the bedroom.

- Your first time is a mixture of rough and passionate. Being there are times where Bakugou just fucks you into the mattress to points of him doing slow thrusts while practically worshiping your body. Honestly your first time isn’t one round, but like two or three. Bakugou wants to make sure you’re satisfied be it fucking you into orgasm or reaching down to rub your clit as he thrusts himself into you repeatedly.

- The two of you fall asleep only a few minutes after finishing to no surprise. Though the next morning there’s a rather high chance of a quicky in the shower or him fucking you against the kitchen counter before work.

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taeswurld · 3 years

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Ace VI [Shitshow]

pairing: bakugo x fem!reader

genre: humor, romance

TW: violence, cursing, angst, fluff

Summary:

Shifting into My Hero was a total mistake, all those tiktoks you watched on a daily about shifting somehow convinced your brain to take part. Now the question is how to wake up, and most importantly, DON’T GET ATTACHED TO STUPID DRAWINGS!

A/N:

HI! New chapter! Kinda late! Sorry! Let me know if you wanna be mentioned in the taglist! Here’s Shitshow!

{ACE MASTERLIST}

After that shitshow, you took a nap.

It’s not that you passed out, no no.

You definitely did not pass out in Bakugou’s arms. Nope.

You simply took a nap. A three hour nap. You just so happened to fall asleep while he was holding you. End of story.

To be fair, you had a really tiring day, and it was only 4 in the afternoon.

You woke up in an alternate dimension with no clue what was going on whatsoever, and then realized you had superpowers. In fact, a power so super, it was difficult to control.

Once you came to, you realized you weren't in Gym Gamma anymore, but instead in someone’s room.

Hmm. Smells like cinnamon.

As you looked around, you found Midoriya and Todoroki holding ice to their heads and Bakugou cleaning up the dried blood down his ears, grumbling about how this ‘always fucking happens’ and ‘why do I even fucking bother’. While you were lied down on a bed, Bakugou was looking at the hanging mirror and Midoriya and Todoroki were sitting on some beanbag chairs.

When you made a quick move to rub your eyes, Midoriya stood up and walked over to you.

“Y/N! You woke up! Are you feeling better?” Midoriya asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Where’s Hiro? And where are we?” You asked as you moved to sit up.

“Whoa, slow down there, Y/N.” Todoroki moved to push you back down. “Hiro’s taking a nap under the bed. His tail’s hanging out.”

At the sound of his name, he crawled out from under the bed to check up on you. Moving your hand to pet his fur, he sat on Todoroki feet.

“I think your wolf is sick. He’s acting quite odd. Earlier he kept rubbing up against me.” Todoroki told you with a deadpan expression.

“No, Todo, I think he just wanted a few pets. And he’s a husky, not a wolf. I don’t think I have enough talent to train a wolf.” You quirked an eyebrow at his comment. Jesus how dense is this guy?

“Where are we anyways, it looks familiar but I can’t straight out recognize this room.” You ask, checking out the room.

There was a few posters hung up, a couple of model airplanes on a shelf, along with school books. A desk was at the corner of the wall, piled with papers, a laptop, and a couple comic books. There was a couple of shoes on the floor, and some clothes sprawled out. And it smelled strongly of men’s cologne, but it wasn't cheap or tacky, it was for sure expensive, like the type a celebrity would wear. And caramel. Your nose was filled to the brim with the smell of caramel.

“We’re in my room dumbass,” Bakugou says as he turns around, finally getting all the dried blood out. “After training, the four of us usually end up here for whatever goddamn reason. Even though I’ve said more than once that you fucktards aren't allowed here.” He said rolling his eyes complaining.

“Okay Mr. Attitude, I didn’t order an extra side of sarcasm with your stupid ass answer. But thanks for taking care of me, I guess.” You said giving him a small smile of appreciation. “I like your room by the way. It’s very, Bakugou of you.” You said as your smiled widened to a full grin.

“I’m sorry, just how the fuck did you use my name?” He said giving you a small, but semi playful glare.

“Moving on,” Midoriya said pressing his lips together, trying his best to prevent a smirk from showing up. “Y/N, your control is has gotten a little worse.”

“You’re control has gone batshit crazy.” Todorki butts in with a small smile.

“Well, I mean, I wouldn't put it that way,” he says giving him a slight glare.

Todorki’s smile grows wider, giving Midoriya a small shrug.

Turning back to you, Midoriya begins going on about how you had an amazing control for a quirk so powerful. “It was insane. You could be the angriest person in the room, angrier than even Kacchan-”

“Highly impossible, this man is a chihuahua incarnate.” You said, giving a small smirk, finally moving to sit up so you can semi-look them in the eye.

“Okay princess, you’re lucky you’re injured and I’m feeling nice, because if it were up to me, your attitude would've been given a check a long ass time ago.” He says turning to you to give a small scowl.

“Anyways,” Midoriya cuts in, giving both of you an annoyed look. “You’re emotions could be overflowing, but you always managed to keep your quirk in check. However, in the last couple of days, I’ve noticed you become slightly more agitated, up to the incident that happened last night, and then this morning, waking up to a pounding headache and in what you call an alternate dimension.” He says crouching down a little to be at head-level with you.

“Yeah, I don't really understand that.” Todorki says, furrowing his eyebrows. “You were completely fine yesterday, other than being a little bit quieter and more snappy than usual. How the hell did your conscience manage to switch you out to a different dimension where you believe this is all fake?” He turns giving you a confused look.

“Look, in all honesty, I don't know. All I know is that you guys were like, in this T.V. show I watched a lot, and then I woke up IN the T.V. show. Like literally yesterday I was attending my online classes, I scrolled through my phone a little and then I took a nap. Next thing I know, I wake up here, no memories of this place, or any of you. Shit, I know what memories you guys claim to have with me, but frankly those are all experiences I’ve read in like fan fictions” You say.

“What the shit is a fan fiction?” Bakugou asks, giving you a very much confused, yet judgmental stare.

“Not important,” you claim, blushing. These guys do not need to know that you’ve literally read about them fucking your brains out, especially Bakugou. God knows you’ll never hear the end of it.

“And everyone keeps talking about this incident that happened last night. But nobody has filled me in. You mind telling me what's going on?” You ask, giving each of them a questioning stare.

“Last night you went out to train your quirk.” Midoriya says.

“You’ve said you’ve been feeling off for days. When I tried to talk to you about it, your bitchass got all pissy and then stomped off.” Bakugou says looking away, a little pissed off at the way past-you pushed him away.

“When we went to go check on you, your were losing control of your power, your hands covered in this blinding light before it took over your entire body. Aizawa had to come out to stop you because you were screaming in pain really loud. Once he turned off your power, you had blood oozing out of your ears and you were passed out.” Todorki says, not giving much attention to you, as he was too busy giving out stiff pets to Hiro.

“We called out to Recovery Girl, but she said the only thing we could do is make sure you get a good nights sleep and hope you wake up better in the morning.” Midoriya says giving you a soft stare.

“Jesus christ that sounds like a shitshow.” You say, rubbing your temples in hoping to relieve some of your stress.

“You can bet your ass it was. You weren't even supposed to go to train today, but Tweedle Stupid and Tweedle Stupider,” Bakugou says giving Todoroki and Midoriya a harsh glare. “decided to test out your control again. Apparently the fact that you may not be okay didn’t cross their pea-sized minds.” He growls.

“Hey! You know just as much as I do how important it is for her to maintain her control. We’ve gotta see where she is. After all, she’s got one of the strongest quirks in the class.” Midoriya says defending his actions.

“Dude, she’s literally the only person who could keep up with our crazy training schedules. And,” Todorki says giving him a glare right back, “you forget that she was also a target at the training camp. Only difference is I managed to grab her out of the League’s hands. Her quirk is literally wanted everywhere. If she doesn’t get her shit together soon, she can end up in danger real quick.” He states.

Sheesh, what a fucking reality check.

Well, as ‘reality’ as this dimension gets.

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boku-no-imagine-acadamia · 5 years

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headcanon with Todoroki, Hawks and Shinsou reacting to their fem! crush being turned into babies because of the quirk of a villain?

AAAAAA THIS IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA THANK YOU ANON.

Todoroki

Ah. Its a baby... wAIT THATS Y/N

Todoroki actually tries his best to stay away from you, the last thing he would ever wanna do is hurt you. He would never forgive himself if he did.

Unfortunately, baby you is having none of it.

When you notice he’s avoiding you, you start screaming. It doesn’t matter who holds you, hell even Bakugou was bouncing you in his arms to get you to shut up. But you were very persistent for an infant. You continued to cry until Midoriya convinced Todoroki to hold you. The instant you were in his arms, you shut up and began to laugh.

After that, you refuse to let him put you down, and the only person you will allow to change you is recovery girl, as it seems the least awkward.

You will sit outside the bathroom door if he needs to go that bad, much to the displeasure of Bakugou, who almost stepped on you.

He is actually really good at taking care of babys, he obviously didn’t take after his father in that sense.

He sets you on a blanket when he trains. You just like the ice. Its shiny. And pretty. Like he is.

He has no clue what to feed you, and is very confused when he gets a lecture from Momo and Mina, who take over food duty, for trying to feed you cold soba.

Of course, you refuse to be fed by anyone other than Todoroki, but at least your not getting soba shoved down your throat.

Momo makes a cute little outfit for you, specifically a tiny replica of Todoroki’s hero costume.

He almost dies when he sees you in it.

You turn back to normal the next day in class, where Todo is bouncing you on his lap. You awkwardly get up, and you are dismissed from classes until the following day.

You confessed to Todoroki as soon as he got back to the dorms, and he happily accepted.

Hawks

babies... hE LOVES BABIES

Picks you up and just... carries you around with him, like everywhere.

In the office? Yeah

On flights? Your in the chest baby carrier. (Is that what they’re called?)

In meetings? Your quiet, and its not like anyone can tell him no.

Actually when he was on a flight with you, you slipped from the carrier

Hawks had a heart attack while you were in free fall

He caught you, but when you turned back you had a small fear of hights.

Hawks will never forgive himself.

Shinsou

... you sleep all day...

He loves it.

He gets to skip classes and nap all day? Is this a dream? Because he doesn’t wanna wake up.

He kinda just... places you on his chest... and you both just fall asleep.

He definitely almost rolls over on you, but wakes up before he can.

Looks up the wikihow on talking care of babies.

Dont cry. Plz dont cry. Poor boy will have a breakdown if you cry, and thats just sad.

Definitely takes more naps with you when you turn back. He was afraid to tell you that he wanted to take naps with you before you were a baby, but now you know... so like... yeah.

Sorry its kinda short, it was hard to not make them all the same. Requests are open!

#todoroki x reader #shinsou x reader #hawks x reader #bnha #bnha imagines #hawks bnha #bnha todoroki #shinsou hitoshi

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drchiakinanami · 4 years

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Yours Truly (Kamijirou)

Rating: Mature

Chapter 3/?

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

read it on AO3 here!

Summary: Jirou moves in with Kaminari after struggling to pay for a two bedroom apartment alone, but after having a conversation with Momo on what he means to her, she starts to doubt if living with him is a good idea.

Realizing the extent of her feelings for Kaminari almost made Jirou want to march over to Todoroki and Momo’s penthouse apartment and punch her in the face. She’d wanted to avoid Kaminari, but since they lived together, and since she enjoyed his company so much, it was difficult to stay away from him. After his outburst the night she went out with Momo, he was back to his cheerful self as if he hadn’t said anything at all.

“I think we’re picking up too much overtime,” he murmured one late night, after they came back home from a surprise villain attack. He fell back on the couch, hands spread out next to him.

“Well, it’s not like that was on purpose overtime,” Jirou said, shucking her jacket off. “C’mon, you’re gonna want to take a shower.”

“No,” he whined, closing his eyes, “I just sat down.”

“Yeah, and you’re gonna be all gross in the morning because you didn’t shower and we’re both gonna be upset.”

“Are you saying I stink.”

“Yes I am.” She laughed and reached out for his hand. “You’re gonna get your funk all over our couch, too.”

“You could sit next to me and chill out for a minute, then your funk would be on the couch too.”

“Or we could both shower and watch a movie, and we could be clean on the couch?”

“Mm. I guess we could do that too.”

He let her pull him up and the both of them split up to take showers. Jirou tried not to think about the mission too hard. Kaminari was getting more bold with his attacks, and their combo moves together were more powerful than ever. She didn’t really fear for his safety anymore, not like she did when they were kids. He was smart in fighting, and quick, and they completed each other’s movements. She was going to have to get these feelings for him under control. She couldn’t have them clouding her judgement.

After she threw on a t-shirt and pair of shorts, she went back out into the living room to find him already there, sitting on the end of the couch with the recliner popped and a blanket over his lap. She returned the bright smile he gave her and sat on the other end of the couch, curling her feet up under her.

“Hey, come over here,” Kaminari flipped down a corner of the blanket and patted the seat next to him.

“You want me to come over there?” Jirou raised her eyebrows.

“What? We’ve cuddled before.” “Yeah…”

“So don’t be weird.” It was weird, though, because she was realizing exactly what she felt for him, and if she sat too close to him, he’d definitely figure it out. But then again, if she didn’t, he’d know something was up. So she blew out her cheeks and scooted next to him, letting him drape the blanket over her lap and throw an arm over her shoulders.

Her quirk allowed for extra sensitive hearing, and she could hear Kaminari’s heartbeat. Settling her head against the hollow in his shoulder, she heard his heart rate picking up a little. She smiled, closing her eyes.

“You gonna put a movie on.”

“Yeah. I always get kinda wired after work. You don’t really have to stay up with me, though.”

She had a feeling she was going to fall asleep, but she wanted to spend the extra time with him. “Nah, that’s alright. You can put on whatever you want, though.”

In a very on brand move, Kaminari put on a mindless comedy, and settled deeper into the couch, causing Jirou to sink into him a little more. She looked up at him as he shifted, and couldn’t bring herself to look away when he made eye contact.

“What?” He asked, smiling a little.

“Your hair is getting long.”

“Yeah, I know. I need to get a haircut.”

“I kinda like it in the ponytail,” Jirou admitted. “You should get it layered, though.”

He laughed a little, stroking his hand over her back. “Noted. You like it, then?”

She settled back against him to hide the blush she could feel crawling over her cheeks. “Yeah.”

“Cool.”

“Cool?” “Yeah. Kinda wondered what you thought of it.” His fingers started running absentmindedly through her hair, and her eyes fluttered shut.

“Really? Why?”

“Well, because you have a really cool style. And you’re my best friend.”

“I thought Sero was your best friend,” She mumbled, feeling herself drift off.

“Nah. You are.”

*****

She woke up the next morning feeling pleasantly warm and comfortable. Her arm was wrapped around a warm pillow and she was cuddled against it, curled up tight. She blinked against the light coming in through the living room window.

Hang on.

Living room window?

She sat up a little and realized she’d fallen asleep on Kaminari, and at some point, had wrapped her arm tightly around his waist. She stared down at his sleeping face, and marvelled at how soft he looked. Without thinking, she reached out and trailed her fingertips over his cheek. He snuffled a little and she froze. She could either leave him here on the couch by himself, or she could settle back in and pretend to be asleep while he woke. The curiosity in her one out and she settled back against his chest.

They fit together. And part of her wanted to tell him, but she didn’t want to weird him out, and she definitely didn’t want to ruin their friendship.

She felt him stretch underneath her, hand running up her back and into her hair. He sighed deeply and she felt him stiffen slightly as he realized their position. He released his stretch with a small noise that made her stomach twitch, and his fingers started to sift lightly through her hair. She enjoyed that for just a few moments before stretching against him, alerting him that she was waking up.

“Mm. Jirou?”

“Y-yeah?”

“We fell asleep on the couch.”

“I see that, dumbass.” “You’re right, it’s a good thing we showered.”

She huffed out a laugh, curling her fingers into his side. “Yeah. Wouldn’t have cuddled with you if you stank.”

He chuckled. “Hey, you don’t have to be mean first thing in the morning.”

“Sure I do. That’s like, my job.”

He yanked lightly on her hair and she yelped, smacking his chest, ignoring just how built he was. He chuckled a little and sighed.

“Kinda nice, though,” he said softly.

“Yeah?”

“Mm… yeah. You’re warm.”

“You’re warm too.”

“That’s just the electrical current.”

She tilted her chin up to look him in the eye. “You’re using your quirk?”

“Even when I’m not using it, it’s using itself,” Kaminari told her. “Also, the more I use it like this, just when I’m hanging out, and I can use it for longer before I short out.”

“Oh… cool. I didn’t know that.”

“Didn’t seem important.”

“Well… That’s… Cool.”

“Geez, you don’t have to act like it’s such a burden to compliment me.” He removed his hand from her hair and ran his hand over her shoulder.

“What time is it?” She asked softly, choosing to ignore what he said.

“It’s eight.”

“We have to get ready for work.”

He didn’t move.

“Kaminari.”

“I don’t want to get up.”

“Okay, then I’ll get up.” She started to move, and his fingers tightened on her shoulder.

“Ji, come on.”

She sat up and poked his face. “Work.”

“My hero costume is at the office.”

“You are hopeless.”

******

“Do you wanna go out with some of the class tonight?” Kaminari asked, poking his head into her office. “Kirishima just invited us.”

“He didn’t text me,” Jirou responded, looking at her phone.

“Why would he text both of us? We work together and we live together. I can just tell you what he said. Like what just happened.”

She arched an eyebrow. “Who’s going?”

“Well, you, me, Kiri, Mina, Bakugou and Uraraka, and… I think pretty much everyone? He didn’t exactly give me a list.”

“Bakugou’s coming?”

Kaminari shrugged. “Uraraka’s convincing. I think we were gonna go dancing, too.”

“We’ll have to go home and get changed.”

Kaminari’s eyebrows shot up. “You’ll come?!”

“I usually do, don’t I?”

“Well, you’re crabby sometimes, so it’s a crapshoot.” He rocked back on his heels. “So… I’m glad you’re gonna come!”

“Thanks, Kami.”

His smile turned from kind to an absolutely shit-eating grin. “Huh? Who?”

Jirou felt a blush crawl up her neck and face. “Shut up.”

“No, go ahead!”

She laughed awkwardly. “You left me that note on dinner the other day… That’s how you signed it.”

“Yeah. DIdn’t think you’d take the bait, though. I’m glad you did!” He winked at her and skipped out of her doorway, leaving her practically gasping for breath at the action. He didn’t even know what he was doing, that she was trying very hard to eliminate her crush on him. And it was a crush, she had to admit it to herself.

She shouldn’t drink tonight.

#Kamijirou #kaminari x jirou #denki kaminari #kyouka jirou #my hero academia

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thundercracer · 5 years

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“Family” Bakumomo Fic Part 4

This is part 4 of my Bakumomo kid fic

Other parts can be found in my writing tag and I can be found on AO3 under the same username! (Still being cautious of adding links to posts)

Chapter 4

Those other people had all gotten home already by the time Itsuki and his new mama and papa made their way back to the dorms. Itsuki was pretty tuckered out but hungry again. The three of them had gotten lunch at the food court in the mall where Itsuki had been introduced to the concept of a pretzel dog. It was clear that there was no going back for the little tyke.

However, that had been hours ago and Itsuki, being a growing boy, was already hungry. But… he didn’t tell Momo and Katsuki. He wasn’t allowed to say when he was hungry before… maybe he could now? He recalled several times he had asked Victor for food. Wincing, Itsuki recalled how well that had gone… He didn’t want to risk ruining things here, especially not just after a single day. He felt a little selfish, but he didn’t want to give up this new life he found himself thrust into.

The three of them were putting half of Itsuki’s stuff in Momo’s room and the other half in Katsuki’s, the loudest of the three quickly relenting on his part in the arrangement. Itsuki looked up from sorting his new toys in what they called a “toy box” near Momo’s dresser. His new caretakers were so kind.

Mama was gentle and loving… she was very patient with him and was teaching him all sorts of new things. She was so pretty, too. Papa… was loud and aggressive. But not with him or Momo. Itsuki felt like he would be safe and protected with someone like him around. He was so cool! Itsuki hoped he could be like that, one day.

Maybe it will be okay… if I just ask...

He put an All Might figure away before turning to them and saying, with a twinge of nervousness, “Are we allowed to eat again today?”

The two of them, adults in Itsuki’s young mind, looked to him and appeared to realize something. “Oh dear!” Momo cried. “I’m so sorry, Itsuki! It’s already this late… Let’s go whip up something quick for dinner,” and she led Itsuki downstairs by the hand.

Katsuki prowled after them, seeming irritated he forgot about dinner too. Itsuki didn’t know why they were so worried. He was just curious, after all. He didn’t quite understand the rules of this new place yet. He would have had no qualms with getting breakfast and lunch with no dinner. Even that was more than those scary guys ever gave him.

The small boy didn’t understand why his new mama and papa seemed upset with themselves and not him. He felt like these two could do nothing wrong. They introduced themselves as his heroes; and that’s what they would be, he had decided rather quickly.

He trotted along after them, hoping to help. Hoping to repay the huge amounts of favors he felt was being done for him. Katsuki was chopping vegetables, swift and precise. Momo was simmering something in a pan, a mild yet spicy aroma beginning to waft from it. He stood by them, not knowing what to do.

Momo noticed him and smiled, making him feel good and safe. “Itsuki,” she called him, “if you want to help, you can grab your step stool we got you and wash some of the vegetables Bakugou is chopping?”

Itsuki brightened. He could help!

“Okay, mama!” he raced over to his stool and dragged it towards the sink next to his papa. He climbed up and looked to his male caretaker. “Which ones do you want me to do, papa?”

Katsuki gave him a side glance before sliding a bundle of carrots and a few peeled potatoes over to him, not saying much. Itsuki quickly understood that when papa was quiet, he was being kind. Even if he was frowning or glaring or sulking. He could tell. Giving him a big grin, he began running the veggies under the cold water, enjoying the process.

“Don’t use soap, kid,” Katsuki quickly intervened when he saw Itsuki begin to grab for the hand soap. “You wash food with just the water, soap is bad to eat.”

“Oh,” Itsuki said, not feeling reprimanded but rather informed, “okay. I thought it was just to clean everything.”

“No. There’s different stuff to clean different things.” A real man of wisdom.

“Okay.”

And he continued his work, diligently, until papa took them from his hands, chopping them quickly and putting them into the pan mama was cooking in. A couple of the people who lived in the building walked by. A girl, a green haired man, and someone with glasses and funny eyebrows. Itsuki remembered they were there the first night he came to this new home.

“You three are too cute,” a girl with round cheeks commented. “Like a little family.”

“Uraraka, I’ll shave your head,” his papa growled at her.

The girl’s cheeks pouted even rounder, before retorting, “Try me, Bakugou. You know if you did that, I’d do it right back.”

“I don’t even want to hear anything from you,” he snarled at the man with green hair. “Not a word, Deku.”

“Deku” looked calmly at him before shaking his head and turning to Itsuki. “It’s good to have you, Itsuki. My name is Midoriya Izuku. My hero name is Deku.”

“You’re a hero too?”

Momo looked over at him, seeming to realize something. “Oh, did we not tell you? I thought we did. Everyone in this building is training to become a pro hero.”

Itsuki’s eyes nearly inflated, they were so wide. “Everyone is a hero? This place is full of heroes!? Are you guys heroes too?” he asked the tall man and the squishy girl.

“Yup!”

“Yes! We are in our final year of study as we prepare to move on to bigger, greater things!” the tall man was loud. And karate chopped the air with every other word he said.

“Am I gonna be a hero too?” he turned to his caretakers. “Do I get to learn how to be a hero here too?”

Katsuki looked like he was about to deliver him bad news, before Momo jumped in. “Of course you can! You’ll have to work hard and wait a few years, but if you truly want to and put your mind to it, it’s certainly possible!”

“Really, mama? Can I?”

“It’s hard work, Itsuki,” she said, gently. “You’ll have to train every day and you can’t ever want to give up or it won’t work. But, if you can get past all of that and you want to help people, you can be a hero for sure.”

His cheer dimmed somewhat. “I… don’t know what my quirk does, mama.”

The green haired man smiled before saying, “Quirks don’t always make the hero. You’re always at the front of things; you’re the hero. Not your quirk. Give it time.”

The doubt that had begun to crawl around in his belly and chest started floating away bit by bit. He suddenly felt like he could do anything. As long as he put his mind to it, like Momo said. “Thanks, Uncle Deku!”

Both Deku and Katsuki sputtered, one looking affronted and offended while the other looked confused and rattled. Momo and Uraraka wore delighted expressions and the tall man looked surprised, covering his mouth with both hands.

Itsuki quickly decided he was done with this conversation before turning back to washing a really dirty - in his mind - potato. He missed the look Katsuki sent Izuku, somewhat warning yet… not as harsh as he used to be. As though to tell him not to get too attached.

They finished their dinner swiftly, parting ways for the evening. Itsuki and Momo got dressed - Itsuki in new pajamas - and Momo tucked him into bed with her. She looked over at him, his eyes fluttering shut and back open every few moments.

“Itsuki,” she called to him, gentle. “Would you like me to read you a bedtime story?”

“A what?”

“... It’s a story book. I can tell you a story, to help you go to sleep.”

Itsuki didn’t think that made a whole lot of sense. How could someone else reading a book to you make you fall asleep quicker? He didn’t get it, but mama seemed excited at the idea of whatever it was, and he wasn’t about to make her sad.

“Okay.”

He was rewarded with her delighted expression, and he was glad he didn’t say no. She dashed off to one of the bookshelves in the room, one of the lower shelves having been cleared off for books of his own. She brought back a pretty book covered in beautiful illustrations. She settled back into the bed, next to him.

Itsuki found himself enthralled in the story she spun, changing her voice to match the characters when appropriate, and narrating in a calming tone. It was a story of a girl who was like him, who was abused and hurt by her “family” who wasn’t really her family. He clutched Momo’s periwinkle nightgown, eyelids heavy, as she told him of the girl’s fairy godmother and the ball.

He was sure he was having that moment right now…

Having been whisked away by his new mama and papa… he couldn’t imagine being happier. Momo looked down, having finished her story, to find the boy fast asleep. A light, upturned smile on his face.

Itsuki and his new caretakers quickly fell into a routine of sorts. Momo would wake up, getting Itsuki ready for his daycare and schooling. The two of them, after spending a good amount of time in vain trying to tame Itsuki’s bed head, would head down to meet Katsuki for breakfast. They would all part ways until later on in the day, when they would come together to make dinner and head back to bed.

Some time had begun to go by, and Itsuki quickly realized his old life was… strange. Bad. Normal kids didn’t go through what he went through. He would have to spend time unlearning what those men did to him.

His “therapist”, or the man he went to go talk to once a week, told him it was okay to voice what he was upset with or to vocalize things he wanted or needed. It was good and normal. Itsuki didn’t seem convinced until the older man mentioned it being helpful to “Bakugou” and “Yaoyorozu”.

“Who?”

“Your caretakers, Itsuki. Those are their last names.”

“Oh! Papa and Mama?”

“That’s...” the man hesitated momentarily before continuing, “yes. It will be very beneficial to the two of them that you tell them when you need things and what those things are. If you are cold, they will know to keep you warm so you do not get sick. If you are hungry, they will know to feed you so you do not go without eating. Et cetera.”

And thus, Itsuki learned. He began to understand that he was allowed to tell Momo that he didn’t want to wear that particular shirt today. Even if she picked it out for him, it didn’t mean anything if he didn’t want to wear it. He was encouraged to tell Katsuki that he didn’t like spicy food and that it hurt him. He was allowed to ask for seconds of rice or meat. Allowed to ask either of them to put a cartoon on for him when he tired of reading.

He was fighting the feeling of being demanding or greedy with all of these things he was suddenly allowed to have and do and ask for. It was… somewhat overwhelming at first. He went from not being allowed a thing to being allowed so many things.

Whenever his mama or papa insisted that something wasn’t allowed or was bad, he didn’t even question it. If there was anything those two wanted him to not do or say, he would listen. He was already allowed so many things, he didn’t feel bad for being told no to extra sweets. Itsuki trusted when his mama told him “no” to a certain movie on the tv, not quite sure what “it’s not appropriate for your age group” meant, but believed it wholeheartedly. His mama was smart, after all.

The boy tried to begin branching out by asking for not just material things. “Can I have a hug?” he would nervously ask Momo, feeling a random urge to receive affection. “Can we play a game?” he would excitedly ask Katsuki when he came home from working out. Eyes hopeful and pleading. Momo would pull him into her lap and Katsuki would take him outside, using their new ball and mitts to play catch in the fields in front of the dorms.

He had never really felt protected before. Never safe. Important, perhaps? He felt necessary before; some cog in the machine that was required. But here, with them, he felt cherished.

And he wanted to do the same for them. So he watched them. Watched the way his papa would clench his fist and grit his teeth before letting the tension fade and returning to normal. Took note of the way his mama would look nervous when her phone rang or how she looked at letters in the mail with disdain.

The two of them didn’t seem close to each other, either, he figured. He was probably the only reason they were even beginning to spend any time together. The thought made him somewhat sad, but he’d been reading enough fairy tale books to see the signs. He felt his two parental units a bit silly for not noticing it themselves.

Momo got very soft and pretty when papa was around. Like a princess. She sparkled and smiled and understood him like none of his new aunts and uncles seemed to. He and mama understood how papa behaved. Understood how kind he was under all of those rough edges.

Katsuki’s glowering face faded with mama around. He stood a little taller, trying not to slouch in her presence. As though he was trying to be larger; prouder. He would gently show her how to peel veggies and guide her hands, soft and tender. Itsuki saw the way his papa looked at his mama. The way he handled her. Delicate, as though she would break. As if she could.

Itsuki felt himself rather smart; proud with all of his observations. He loved his new parents and he was very aware of how much they loved each other. It was obvious, after all!

So he didn’t understand why they denied it when their friends teased them about it. He didn’t know why papa didn’t go to bed with him and mama every night, only getting to see him outside. Despite his confusion, he felt it wise to not question it. He was convinced that they had their reasons for why they stayed separate and minded his own business.

#bakumomo #my writing #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #yaoyorozu momo #momo yaoyorozu #bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha

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goldenchildkatsuki · 6 years

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Could you write a kacchako at the beach drabble?

Thank you so much for waiting!

Summary: A continuation of ‘Red bike, purple Bellflower’, where Bakugou finally takes Uraraka to the beach.

Writers note: I asked on Tumblr to send a cliché fanfiction trope in my ask box and I would make a decent Kacchako drabble out of it. This is for the ninth ask I received. Someone asked me to write a beach drabble. And man, who would’ve thought I would ever make a sequel to 'Red bike, purple Bellflower’? I didn’t. But I sure enjoyed revisiting this version of Bakugou and Uraraka. This version is so packed with love and adoration and I loved writing it. (see the end for notes)

Word count: 8.292

AO3 link: (x)

WHITE SAND, BLUE RIBBON

“Don’t yawn, you’re making me yawn!”

Uraraka lazily put a hand in front of her mouth and blinked away the tears that were forming in her eyes.

“I can’t help it, it’s so early after all.” She moaned.

It had been a while since she had woken up before noon. Since it had been one of the warmest summers she had ever experienced she started living in the night when it was significantly colder and she didn’t feel sluggish.

After ten is when she came up with most of her ways to enliven her summer. Around the time where people would fold their chairs, get their last drink from their koolbox, switched from flip-flops to slippers and called it a day. Uraraka would lie down on the floor in the hallway, with their house phone on speaker next to her head and talk to Bakugou about all the things she felt like doing. She had been watching a lot of films lately, those ones where teenagers have the most outrageous summers. On one hand, it was comical, how extravagant those summers were. But on the other hand, she wouldn’t have minded being in their place. So it was only natural that most of her ideas were inspired by that.

Bakugou would laugh at her and tell her to lay off the films for a while. But he would still listen to her ramble on and on about them. He sometimes even thought along with her, thinking about if it was possible for them to do something like that, right at that moment. Uraraka would tell him it could be more likely than they thought, Bakugou would keep thinking. And there would always be a moment where he would stay silent for too long and he would suddenly hang up on her.

That’s when she knew she should probably get up and change out of her pajama’s and take a shower because it wouldn’t be long until he would be standing there with his bike laying on the curb. Often he would meet her there having done neither of those things.

“You sure smell great.”

“Oh shut it.”

They would sit down on the front doorstep and Bakugou would tell her his plans. They were less farfetched than hers, but came to close to what she wanted to do and were still fun. Since it would be past Uraraka’s curfew at that time, they were only allowed to go as far only two blocks away from her house. Bakugou could make it work. He had once dragged a shopping cart from someone’s front yard and managed to make it look somewhat like a car. Uraraka would sit in the cart and a paper plate would be her steering wheel. Bakugou pushed her through a drive-through just on the edge of the two-block area, as she squirmed that it was not going to work. Somehow they ended up ‘cruising’ away from the restaurant with two brown bags full of fries. Uraraka could hardly catch her breath.

They would also have water gun fights in her backyard with the sprinklers on and set up a hammock in between street signs and talk for hours on end.

Bakugou didn’t have a curfew, she thinks. Regardless of that he always ended up staying by her side until all the energy was drained from her body and she was nodding off. He would stay in her street until he saw her bedroom lights go off and then bike home. And the next day they would do the same.

Today, however, Bakugou was at her bedside at 8:30 in the morning. He threw her blankets off her and opened her curtains. Thinking she was getting ambushed she jolted up and jumped out of bed. She groaned as she saw it was just her boyfriend.

Actually, it wasn’t just her boyfriend, it was her boyfriend, in her room, at 8:30 in the morning.

“Oi sleepyhead, get dressed and grab some breakfast, we’re going to the beach today.” He said before quickly kissing her forehead and going downstairs.

Uraraka thought he was somehow joking at first but there they were, on a familiar long road, Bakugou pedaling and Uraraka on the carrier.

“My parents looked really happy to see you again,” Uraraka spoke softly to his back.

Bakugou stopped pedaling for a second and turned his head around. “You think?”

“Couldn’t you tell? They were almost late for work because they couldn’t stop talking to you.”

Bakugou’s cheeks turned pink and he turned back. Though he didn’t want to admit it, he cared a lot about what kind of impression he made on her parents. She thought they were one of the few people Bakugou actually worried about of what they thought of him. Uraraka tried to reassure him that even though they try to scare him with being overprotective, they absolutely adored him. He still found it hard to believe. But it was among those things that he was currently trying to work on.

And it was going well. Three weeks ago Uraraka wouldn’t even have known that Bakugou genuinely felt that way, it would’ve remained a simple guess of hers that would take her all of her might to confirm.

Uraraka hugged his waist tighter and mushed her cheek against his back.

“They love you.”

“Sure.”

“They really do.”

The boy leaned forward and picked up the pace. They had been on their way for only half an hour or so, maybe a bit longer? She thought they already passed the city sign at least. They had quite the journey ahead of them, therefore the early departure. Bakugou had properly planned the trip this time, unlike the first attempt to reach the beach by bike. He went out of his way to make them lunch, bring his own money along with the beach supplies they once bought. He knew the way and it knew exactly how long it would take them to reach the beach,

Three hours by bike to be exact.

However, it didn’t take a lot of Bakugou to calm Uraraka down when she heard that. The pillow on the carrier and the promise that they would take many breaks during the trip was all it took. She still felt slightly bad about Bakugou biking the entire way. Offering to switch was not an option since the boy had too much pride and was the most stubborn person she had ever encountered. So Uraraka decided that when they got to the beach, she would make sure they would have the best day the possibly could have. That wasn’t hard since she had waited for this day the entire summer. Heck, she even dreamed about this day.

“How are things with your parents?” Uraraka asked as she slowly blinked.

“They haven’t seen your round face in a while so they can’t shut up about you. Especially the old hag, she misses you a lot.”

“I should stop sleeping in so much.”

“You definitely should. I can’t have you falling asleep right now or else I’m going to be so fucking bored.” Bakugou scoffed.

Uraraka doubted Bakugou could get bored if she fell asleep. She might have thought that since she was getting close to dozing off and didn’t want to feel bad about doing so, but there was also no way he could get bored riding the long and empty road. The atmosphere felt grand to her, the silence wasn’t deafening but it was peaceful, the scenery wasn’t annoyingly repetitive but a very welcomed sight. She thought it was almost impossible for him to not feel what she felt.

And if for some reason it was. Then her presence should be enough. It had proven to be many times.

She placed her hands on Bakugou’s lower back and began to graze her fingernails along and across it slowly, to make up for her nodding off in a small moment from now. He adjusted and leaned into her touch. If they were anywhere else he would’ve been sleeping as well, in a matter of seconds. The longer Uraraka went on the slower their pace became.

She hoped Bakugou’s eyes weren’t closing like hers were. Her fingers started to droop of his lower back and slid to the end of his shirt, which she loosely clung onto. Her body let itself give in to the tiredness and with all of her weight, she leaned against Bakugou. She felt his muscles move beneath her cheeks, stretching and loosening themselves. The tempo and the rhythm lulling her to sleep.

Uraraka didn’t manage to rest her eyes for long. Bakugou had been leaning in all different directions and holding onto her every time she shifted, trying to make sure she wouldn’t summersault of the back of the bike. Causing her to be in a light state of sleep for the majority of the time, waking up every few minutes or so, and jerking because she kept forgetting where she was.

Her boyfriend cursed under his breath and mumbled to himself to keep himself entertained. After some time he seemed to be at a loss for words, last syllables of his words were spoken inaudibly. That’s when she decided to force herself to wake up. As she moved into sitting upwards Bakugou pulled at her shirt. Quickly she pinched his sides and tried to look over his shoulder.

“I’m awake.”

“Good, I was about to wake you up anyways.”

Her eyes had to get used to the sun that was getting higher and chattering started to fill her ears. Looking around she saw a scenery she was familiar with and had a good idea of where their first break was going to be. The town was quite lively for this time a day, many had decided to run their errands and get together early in the day.

It felt like she hadn’t moved a mile. Like she was still at home. She had no idea a place other than her house could make her feel that way. Maybe it was because of Bakugou. Maybe it was because she was convinced that she fitted in here. Not just her as a person, but her dreams, fantasies and ideas, her future. They all worked in this town. Something she had never felt back in her hometown. It made sense to be here. Ever since they first rode in.

She tried to explain to Bakugou how she felt, it was hard to translate her feelings into something that wasn’t vague and to give it to him straight because yes, it was strange. She never expected Bakugou to completely understand since he said her thoughts sounded stupid the first time she voiced them. But Uraraka had the feeling he could see where she was coming from, just a little. And maybe he felt the same, just a little.

He was more than happy to bike her to the town whenever she missed it. He didn’t care if they had to travel 13 miles just to grab a bite to eat or go for a walk in the park. Bakugou was fine with whatever. They made a promise after all. They promised to come back at least once but it wouldn’t hurt to come back as often as two, three times a week, right?

As they biked on the broad main road of the town Uraraka had started to recognize people’s faces. And at the way they looked back at her, it made her feel that they recognized her too. What could they be thinking about them? They could be asking themselves if they had perhaps moved here since Uraraka smiled and greeted the locals as if she had.

The short, blonde girl with the colorful bows in her hair was chalking in front of her house again. The woman who’s always carrying too many things has managed to drop a carton of milk right after exiting the supermarket.

Just like she got to know the people, she got to know the town, which wasn’t that difficult considering the size of it. Bakugou and her have inspected pretty much every nook and crevasse of it and now know their way around as if they were born and raised here.

A week and a half ago, they discovered something. Uraraka knew that they were headed there again. As he predicted Bakugou came to a halt in front of an empty plot of land, surrounded by a metal fence. The weeds had started to grow next to the poles of the fence and more sand had been blown onto the sidewalk. Uraraka slid off the carrier and sat down on the ground. Bakugou parked his bike against the fence, went up behind her and unzipped the backpack she had been carrying. Over her head, he handed her a fruit sandwich and a bottle of water and then sat down next to her. Bakugou was barely panting, which was quite remarkable considering all the trouble he went through of getting Uraraka to stay seated on the carrier. He probably didn’t need a break yet. He had biked this distance a lot of times by now and it seemed to get shorter every time.

But he knew Uraraka would’ve asked him to stop by anyways.

He was very hungry though. Devouring his sandwiches in a matter of minutes and chugging down his water as if that was the first drink he had that day.

“Did mom make these?” Uraraka asked.

“Yeah.”

“I thought so. You always put in more strawberries than kiwi’s.”

“Because kiwi is fucking disgusting and should not even be classed as edible.” Bakugou scowled as he glared at Uraraka’s half-eaten sandwich.

Uraraka giggled. “You’re dramatic.”

“And you don’t have working taste buds.” he went through his hair with his hand and scratched the back of his head, where the hair had started to grow back.

Uraraka stayed silent and continued eating, turned around and looked across the empty plot of land. If they were a couple of years older and had a bit of money, this would be theirs. At the border of the town, they would build their home from scratch. And it would look like any other house in the town, it would look like it had always been there. They would have a green front yard and backyard, surrounded by a white picket fence. Undoubtedly that would get broken at some point, and Bakugou would fix it again, give it a new coat of white paint even and it would like nothing ever touched it.

She wanted large windows, Bakugou hated them. Bakugou wanted a garage that fits two cars, Uraraka thought one of them was enough. So they discussed what kind of house they wanted to build on the piece of land. Uraraka would do most of the talking since Bakugou struggled to get his words out. It was quite a sensitive topic after all. By speaking about it they confirmed their bond to last for years and years and that’s not something that rolls of the tongue easily for a person that continues to find it hard to put his emotions into words.

It was fine with her if he mostly listened, and give his opinion when she asked for it.

“If you keep changing your mind I will never be able to fucking finish this you know?”

“I can’t help it!” Uraraka laughed as she playfully bumped her shoulder against Bakugou’s to make his frown disappear.

She could imagine how frustrating it was, to keep erasing and adding new things to the drawings and the blueprints. Bakugou planned to be an architect, and since he didn’t have the patience to wait until he learned about it after he graduated, he read the books his dad had displayed in the bookcase in his office. Since the day they first talked about the house he started practicing drawing, by using the house they had in mind. It was meant to stay a secret until her birthday came up, but it slipped out when Uraraka changed placing of the windows for the third time, causing Bakugou to lose his mind and reveal her present in anger.

It was the quite possibly the best present she had yet to receive. Uraraka was completely over the moon when Bakugou explained himself. She was eager to see the progress since her boyfriend rarely showed his designs and all she could remember was the scribbles he made when he was a few years younger, and those were not exactly the best of drawings. She also wanted to help, seeing as it was a thing that was essentially theirs. But of course, she wasn’t allowed. It was her present. Uraraka decided to ask her dad, for his books on architecture instead, whilst awkwardly avoiding the exact reason why, and lent them to Bakugou. That was her way of helping.

“Is it actually close to being done?” Uraraka curiously asked.

“Do I look superhuman to you? Of course not! It’s going to take a lot of time before it’s actually done done. When I go to university I’m going to alter it with the shit I learned, make it even better.”

The girl sighed and cupped her own face. “Bummer.”

“Though, it would be done sooner if you would stop changing your damn mind all the time.” Bakugou teased.

“Hey!”

He mischievously grinned as Uraraka glared at him with puffed up pink cheeks. Her face quickly softened which Bakugou’s cheeky smile always managed to do to her. When she broke out in a giggle he started packing up all their stuff and putting it back in Uraraka’s backpack. He offered his hand to help her stand up and she gave the land one more look before walking back to the bike.

The two had one more stop to make before they could leave town and continue their journey. Uraraka felt tingles all over her body as if she laid down in a field of high grass when she saw the purple colored front garden of the old people’s home. What was once merely just a bed was now a small field of bellflowers. Th eyecatchers looked healthy and beautiful and made the white frames of the window really stand out. And to think this was the result of her work.

Today they had put the rocking chair outside and the old lady that had waved at them the first time they passed through the town was smiling from ear to ear the second she heard the rattling of the card in the spokes. Even she looked healthier and more beautiful than usual.

Uraraka jumped off the bike before it came to a stop and rushed to the porch.

“Good morning Suzuki, have you been admiring the garden this morning?”

The woman slowly nodded, closed her eyes and let the sun shine on her face.

“Enjoying the sun as well I see, today is a lovely day after all. Bakugou and I are going to spend it at the beach!” Uraraka looked back at Bakugou who sat waiting on his bike in front of the home.

Suzuki slightly opened her eyes and looked at Bakugou. She slightly opened her mouth and took her hand from underneath her blanket to raise it in greeting. She managed to create a small noise.

Uraraka had come to learn that the woman was mute. When watering the bellflowers one day like she always did when they came to town, a caretaker approached her with Suzuki attached at her arm. The caretaker explained that how Suzuki had been watching the bellflowers get watered and waved at them every time they left, how she wanted to properly meet Uraraka and Bakugou.

Uraraka felt flattered in a way, that a stranger wanted to meet them. After shaking hands with the both of them they sat on the porch and talked for a long time. That day the caretaker translated Suzuki’s sign language for the two kids, the other times Suzuki wrote in her notebook what she wanted to say.

Apparently, Bakugou looked exactly like the boy she fell in love with on her first day of high school, and Uraraka reminded her of her sister, who also admired flowers and plants and whom Suzuki loved very dearly.

Suzuki arranged for Uraraka to have a watering-can, which was much needed since the bellflowers had started to spread and a bottle of water wasn’t enough anymore. She would sit there and watch Uraraka do her thing with the most content smile on her face.

Besides seeing them two, she liked drawing, which she was very good at. She liked cherries, especially cherry jam. She liked old sports cars with pretty bold colors, just like the shiny red of Bakugou’s bike. She liked nature and she wished there were more plants inside of the home. But since a couple of elders reacted badly to them, Suzuki had to admire them from a distance.

Uraraka watched Suzuki take her time to scribble a sentence down in her notebook on her lap.

“Has it really been that long since you’ve been to the beach? Don’t you want to go someday?”

She shook her head and continued writing.

“You can’t imagine leaving this place? Well, I can’t really blame you, especially since the garden is looking so beautiful now!” Uraraka chirped.

She went to the side of the house to fill the water-can to the brim and showered the plants in the cold water. Bakugou walked past her to Suzuki that waved him over, after glancing over the notebook he disappeared inside and came back with another notebook, this one bigger.

The woman beamed and held the book to her chest until Uraraka approached her.

“What’s this?” curiosity gleamed in her eyes as she glanced from back and forth between the two faces in front of her.

“She wants to give something to you,” Bakugou explained.

Suzuki flipped the book open and revealed a beautiful piece of hand-drawn artwork of Uraraka watering the flowers in a sundress and Bakugou leaning against the fence, watching her. It was so accurate it made Uraraka and Bakugou’s jaw drop. The folds in Uraraka’s dress, the expression on Bakugou’s face, all so neatly done it might as well have been a picture.

“My blueprints are like a kid’s drawing compared to this. She’s totally outdone me.” Bakugou mumbled.

Uraraka chuckled and took a hold of the drawing. With her thumb, she stroked over the signature and thanked the elderly woman for her gift. Carefully she handed it back over, explaining that If they would bring it to the beach with them it would get ruined. She promised that she would come and collect it on the way back. Once more she thanked Suzuki and expressed how beautiful the drawing was.

She gave her a hug, told Suzuki she would be back soon and walked with Bakugou back to the bike. Suzuki waved them goodbye as the two continued their journey.

When they biked out of town it was 10:45 and had to travel for another two hours. Bakugou was feeling pretty energized and was boasting about how he could probably cut fifteen minutes of the trip. Uraraka simply hummed after every sentence, her head in the clouds and her thoughts hazy as she kept seeing the drawing in front of her.

It didn’t take long before her boyfriend demanded her full attention. Jokingly swerving around the road to keep her in the moment. She yelped and took a handful of his shirt as he laughed and asked her to at least properly pretend to listen to him. Even though after his antics Uraraka properly listened to him, he kept swerving, to make sure she was.

He needed to be kissed. He tended to act up when he was touch starved. In moments like this, his craving for her attention seemed endless but all he really wanted was some physical affection. Like a baby that didn’t get too much sleep he could get cranky, or like a playful child, he could act silly. This time he went for the latter and did so in a rather dangerous manner.

So for their safety, and for that reason only. Uraraka practically demanded the boy to stop at the side of the road, went to stand in front of him and kissed the silly out of him. The longer they went on the more annoying the bike in between them was. Uraraka laughed against Bakugou’s lips as he awkwardly tried to step of it and throw it to the side. But before he could trade in ‘silly’ for ‘annoyed with a large amount of lust’ she pulled away.

She stuck her tongue out as Bakugou frowned and went back to her seat. They resumed the journey with Uraraka teasing Bakugou for the cute habit he had and him fully denying that this happened regularly.

‘A stupid coincidence.’

A stupid coincidence that has stopped him from going from one side of the road to the other.

The landscapes started to slightly change and both of them started to question each other if they’ve ever seen something like it. It’s been a while since either of them had been this far out of town and when they were it was by car. They were either sleeping during the journey or not paying attention, so now the teens were ogling at the land, pointing out things that stood out the most to them.

More and more cars started to pass them by and Uraraka’s eyes got itchy from the dust they left behind. Bakugou kept cursing at them, speeding up every time one past them by.

At this rate, it looked like he was truly going to cut the trip short by fifteen minutes.

After the conversations died down, Uraraka asked how many songs it would take them before they got to their destination. ‘Ten or nine songs’, Bakugou answered. And so she kept humming songs from start till finish. She only knew a few songs by heart. After the fourth song, she kept repeating her favorite song at the moment, which happened to be in the soundtrack of her favorite films she ha watched this summer, maybe even her favorite film ever. By the eight time Bakugou softly hummed along with her. He did it so softly she only noticed by the vibrations that went through his back to her arms.

The tenth time Bakugou didn’t hum along since he was busy fighting the steep rocky road they were on. The sun was getting close to it’s highest point and the beach breezes weren’t cool at all. He damned the absurd increase in temperature and the annoying screeching seagulls that were zooming over their heads.

Uraraka started singing, to distract Bakugou from them, to encourage him, hopefully, cheer him up. They were so close after all. So close to the bright blue of the ocean, the jam-packed beach, filled with parasols and towels.

The pedals had to go around just a few times and they would rocket down the hill and be down there in no time.

Two times around, one time around.

And there they went, the bike went so fast Uraraka had to close her eyes. When she blinked her eyes open she met one of the most amazing sights she had ever seen. She wasn’t seeing this on a television screen, she was inside the tv, she was there.

“Finally,” Bakugou said, rubbing the sweat off his chin.

Uraraka jumped off to let him park the bike among the mass of vehicles. Impatiently she hopped from one foot to another when other visitors past her, like her they were all smiles. The second Bakugou turned around she already started skipping towards the beach. As soon as she reached the sand she kicked her flip-flops off and dipped her toes in the sand that was too hot to stand still in.

Before she could sprint as fast as she could into the sea to cool down her toes that felt like they were getting deep fried, Uraraka got tugged back out of the sand by her backpack.

“Fucking hell, don’t go running off like that! I don’t want to spend the day searching the entire beach looking for you.”

“But-!”

“I get you’re excited, but let’s get it together now.”

He pulled her back once more and threw his arm around her.

“The first one to find an empty spot has to buy the other ice cream,” Bakugou said.

Uraraka jolted and scanned the beach. It looked like it couldn’t be any more full. Like half the country decided to go to the beach today. Just when she was about to give up, she spotted a tiny bit of space between towels and pointed at it. At the same time, Bakugou did.

“A tie!”

“Pink cheeks, I don’t do ties. We’ll have to settle this one later.”

Bakugou kicked his own flip-flops off and together they walked over towels, legs, underneath parasols and avoiding koolboxes to the empty spot. Jumping from foot to foot they unloaded. Uraraka threw down the towels as Bakugou went to pluck out a random parasol to put over their heads. She kicked off her denim shorts and with her fingers, she went underneath and along the lines of her blue and white striped bathing suit. With a loud groan, she fell down on her towel and flung her backpack on her lap. She took out sunglasses and Bakugou’s cap which she put on backwards.

A large shadow cast over her and a shirt got chucked next to her in the sand. Bakugou sat down next to her on his towel and bent over to feel his feet. As he was bent over Uraraka took the opportunity to put sunscreen on him.

The boy was still too exhausted to refuse it like he usually did. For some reason, he didn’t want to admit he wasn’t tougher than the sun and did, in fact, get burned very easily. At least now when they’re laying next to each other tonight he wouldn’t moan and complain about burned areas on his body and she could hug him as tightly as she wanted.

After spending more time than needed on his shoulders, Uraraka went to sit in front of him and raised his face. She went around his nose with her ring fingers, rubbing his cheeks and the bridge of his nose with her thumbs, rubbing the folds of his frown away. The remaining bit of sunscreen she carelessly wiped across his chest and stomach.

Bakugou followed her hands with his eyes when she smeared her arms and legs in, face flushed red from either the heat or her. He looked away to the ocean when she glanced at him.

“Oi.” He suddenly said after a while.

“Hm?” Uraraka replied.

He placed his hand on her neck and pulled her in close. Uraraka’s eyes started darting from his eyes that were focused on her, to their surroundings. She felt her cheeks get even hotter by the sudden display of affection.

He came in closer, slowly shutting his eyes. Quickly she shut hers and waited for the touch.

“The first one in the ocean has to buy the other ice cream.”

“What?”

Uraraka’s eyes shut open, and before she even got another word out he tried to pull her backwards. She pushed his smug face away and tried to stand up, but Bakugou pulled her back by the hips and launched himself off his towel. Uraraka adjusted her hat and ran after him, careful not to kick sand in anyone’s face or get hit in the face by a beach ball. She could see all the annoyed looks Bakugou was getting from a distance. Since all he cared about was replacing the tie with a victory, he didn’t even look twice at all the people that got sand on them because of him.

Uraraka tried to speed up, lifting her knees up higher so her feet wouldn’t get stuck in the heavy sand. She was getting closer to him, she could probably just about pass him where the waves were crashing.

He turned around, started running backwards, that confident he was going to win. Oh, how she couldn’t wait to see his stupid face after her foot first touches the water.

“You better-WAIT!” Uraraka yelled at Bakugou.

Backwards he bulldozered through a sandcastle, completely destroying every tower and almost tripping over the canal.

The girl cursed and went to stand beside Bakugou. Together they stared in silence at a sorry lump of sand.

“…If we go now then…” Bakugou murmured.

He turned around and staring at his legs was a little boy with the most devastated look on his face. With a bucket full of sand in one hand and beach shovel in his other.

“Oh no,” Bakugou whispered.

The kid dropped his utensils and tears started appearing in his eyes. He started sniffling and hiccupping, then he sharply breathed in to belt out one of the loudest cries a kid could make. So loud it could pop eardrums.

Uraraka kneeled down beside him to calm him down but then the tantrum started. He stepped forward to kick Bakugou’s shins and punch his knees, barely getting his words out as he did so. As Bakugou tried to back away from the attack he went to step on the broken castle again, making the kid even more upset.

“Bakugou get off the castle!” Uraraka tried to yell above the screaming.

“Get that tiny gremlin away from me then!”

She went in between the two, dodging kicks and held on to the little boy’s fists. He instantly cut his screaming off and looked at her with wide eyes.

“Can we stop the kicking now please?” Uraraka asked him, making her voice as sweet as her mother’s voice.

The boy pointed at Bakugou. “B-b-but he d-destroyed my sandc-castle!” He hiccupped.

Uraraka dried his face and hushed him as he was about to start crying again.

“It was for the contest. Now I’m definitely going to lose. And I already told mommy I was going to win!”

She looked around the beach and only then noticed that there were surprisingly many sandcastles being built all across the beach. How this one was the only one Bakugou trampled over baffled her.

“We can help you rebuild your sandcastle for the contest if you want?”

“Uraraka!”

“Bakugou!…and I would love to help you if you let us.” Uraraka glared at Bakugou.

The child pulled at the strings of his red swimming shorts and took his time to think it over.

“You can help me, but he can’t. He’ll just ruin it with his big ugly feet!”

Uraraka sensed that Bakugou was close to flying past her and launching the kid into the ocean, so she laughed his comment away.

“He won’t! He’s actually really good at building sand castles. He wants to help to build a lot of things when he’s older. Right Bakugou?”

“Yes.” He gritted his teeth.

“So you’ll be good at helping us, won’t you?” Uraraka asked.

“Sure.”

She smiled at the little boy. “Is that okay with you?”

He nodded.

“So what’s your name little guy?”

“Kaito.”

She took his hand and shook it. “Nice to meet you Kaito! My name is Uraraka Ochako and that’s my boyfriend Bakugou Katsuki.”

Uraraka handed the bucket and the shovel back to him, she stood up and pointed forwards. “We’re going to get first place alright?”

Kaito looked back at what used to be his sandcastle and then back at Uraraka. He pointed his shovel in front of him and smiled.

“Yes! We’re going to win!”

The kid ran closer to the ocean and plopped down, determinedly shoveling wet sand into his bucket.

Uraraka went over to loosen Bakugou’s crossed arms, she held his hands and stared at him until he turned his face back to her.

“Thank you for being civil.”

“Whatever, let’s build this stupid castle.”

They crouched down and inspected the remains, looking if there was anything they could salvage. But to their disappointment, there really wasn’t. The kid had a good thing going too. Bakugou suggested that they fill up the canals and make the surface flat again for a fresh start. Then he ordered Uraraka to draw a big circle around them, that being the new canals. This might not be exactly how he wanted to spend his day at the beach but if this is what they were doing, he wanted to do it well.

It was a competition after all and since he had all the knowledge about buildings, losing was definitely not an option.

When Kaito collected enough sand he waddled back and told them more about the contest. The competition was for kids ages four to ten and were allowed help from parents. But the child was so determined to do it on his own and impress his mother that he refused her help. They had a little less than three hours before the competition ended and the sandcastles would be judged.

Kaito had a castle in mind that was as large as him, with a lot of towers and a bridge that goes over the canal. He wanted tunnels through the castle and windows to place his little figurines behind. And of course, he wanted the castle to have a flag on top.

As he got excited about his plans, Uraraka saw Bakugou’s facial expression change from bitter to thoughtful. He started pulling his bottom lip, meaning he was actually deep in thought. Before Uraraka could praise Kaito for his wonderful ideas, her boyfriend jumped in and added a few suggestions of his own. He talked about possible additions and adjustments, promising the kid a certain victory if they did it that way.

Using words like ‘bigger’, ‘cooler’ and ‘more awesome’, caught the child’s attention.

So they created a building plan that was still very much Kaito’s but strengthened with Bakugou’s knowledge of architecture.

The way Bakugou spoke about the castle even got her fired up. Uraraka would be lying if she said she hadn’t become almost as excited as Kaito.

“Mr. Bakugou, you really do know a lot about building castles!” Kaito chirped at him as he smoothened a tower.

“Are you going to build a real castle someday? When you become an archimetecturer?”

“Sort of.” He replied.

It made her heart flutter.

The child kept asking Bakugou all sort of questions, now that he had forgiven him and warmed up to him. Chatted his ears off whilst giving him and Uraraka commands. Bakugou replied with short answers, mostly because he hadn’t had many conversations with kids and had no idea what to say. Uraraka could tell he was starting to find it less and less of a nightmare and started to actually like the kid that started to think the world of him.

The innocence, broad fantasy and brutal honesty managed to crack Bakugou up every once in a while. She wondered if Bakugou also saw the similarities between the two. It was a sight, she had to admit. Really thinking about it, she had mostly been staring with a dopey look on her face then doing much building.

They were halfway done when Kaito’s mother came to check on him. Obviously surprised at first when she saw her son hanging around two teenagers but as Uraraka did the explaining she became less nervous. She was even able to chuckle at the whole situation.

The mother thanked them more than enough times for taking care of her son and told them she was rooting for them. Lovingly she placed a kiss on Kaito’s temple and returned to her towel.

“You sure have a great mommy Kaito,” Uraraka said.

“She’s the best! She always tells me how awesome I am, reads me stories before bed and gets me ice cream whenever I want.”

He turned to Bakugou. “What about your mommy’s?”

Uraraka felt her heart skip a beat, she had no idea how Bakugou was going to answer. She knew things were getting better between him and his parents but it wasn’t like everything was fine. There were still bad days. Days that he had to get out of the house again. But those days went much differently then they used to. Bad days had turned into a bad few hours.

“My mom’s alright. She also gets me ice cream and sh-.”

“Ice cream and sugar honey ice tea.” Bakugou corrected himself. “But sometime’s she’s not so alright. And then I go to my second mom, she doesn’t live so far away, she’s always good to me. But she’s not my mom. Nothing can compare to my mom.”

Wow.

He had grown so much. Never in a million years did Uraraka think that would come out of Bakugou’s mouth. Or at least not now and to a stranger for that matter. Maybe he was just able to say it like that because it was a child that asked an innocent question that couldn’t be left unanswered. Or maybe because he knew Kaito wouldn’t look too deep into it, only really taken in his first sentence. Whatever motivated Bakugou to say that out loud, she was proud.

Could it be that he was finally getting used to saying things out loud?

Uraraka wanted to ask him a million other questions. When he started seeing Uraraka’s mom as his second mom and if he has ever told his mom how much he actually admired her. Did he even notice his own development, could he tell by how tight she was gripping her shovel how proud she was of him?

But instead she said:

“Yeah, my mom is alright too.”

At this point, when Kaito stood next to the castle it only needed a few more towers to reach his height. The canal had been dug out and filled with water and some of the windows already had little people standing behind them.

They all agreed it still needed something more, and Uraraka was the one to think of shells, that could easily decorate the castle. The two boys groaned as they couldn’t believe how they didn’t think of that.

“Of course, how the frick could we forget!” Bakugou said.

“Do you think we’re going to find enough shells before the contest ends?” Kaito shot a worried look at Uraraka.

She picked up a white shell she had brought back from the shore when she had to collect water for the canal. Held it in between two fingers and smiled from ear to ear.

“Don’t worry boys. I’ve seen a lot of these lying around. We’re going to be fine, just leave it to me!”

The pouts slowly disappeared and their eyes widened. Mouths a little agape but neither of them could bring themselves to say a word. They kept staring at her for so long it made her smile even brighter, making her cheeks almost push her eyes shut.

When picking up a bucket and running off she could hear them whispering.

“Your girlfriend is really pretty and cool.”

“I know.”

Uraraka came back with a more than satisfactory amount of pretty seashells and took it upon herself to decorate the towers as Bakugou was circling the castle looking for last adjustments they could make in the remaining ten minutes.

She had to say it looked pretty impressive. When looking for shells she had a quick look around and it had made her more and more confident that they were going to win.

Bakugou picked up Kaito so he could put the flag on the top tower that was higher up then they originally intended it to be. The kid excitedly jumped up and down as soon as his feet touched the sand again, clapping in his little hands and whooping. Uraraka couldn’t help but clap as well.

The judges started to make their rounds around the beach at three o'clock exact. The closer they came how more tense the three became. They became fidgety and kept looking back at the castle as if it would collapse behind their back at any second.

“I don’t even know what I’m going to do if we don’t win,” Bakugou whispered in Uraraka’s ear.

“Nothing too violent I hope.”

“Something between lashing out and homicide.”

“I can’t even say anything because in your eyes that truly is ‘not too violent’.”

When the judges arrived at their castle, they immediately had a good reaction. Some good ‘ooh!’s’ and ‘wow!’s’ came from them. They continued to walk around in circles in a clump and mumble things only they seemed to understand. It looked so silly when given it much thought since they were taking it far too seriously for a contest for children.

After scribbling a few things down on a form, one of the judges took two polaroid picture of them in front of the castle, left one with them and then went to the next castle.

As soon as the judges were far enough away, Kaito dropped his cool and repeatedly tugged at Bakugou swimming shorts and Uraraka’s bathing suit.

“And, and, and? Do you think they liked it? Do you think we’ll win?! What if we don’t win?!”

Uraraka looked at the picture, still catching color. She couldn’t help but giggle at Kaito’s obvious wobbly smile and the tight grip of Uraraka’s hand. And that to think that this was the boy that had been so confident the whole time.

Bakugou kneeled down before Kaito.

“Hey…hey! Look at me. Don’t start crying. What did you tell us?”

The child rubbed his eyes. “That we were going to win.” He said softly.

Bakugou raised his chin and turned away. “What did you say?”

“That we were going to win!” Kaito yelled.

He pat him on the back.

“That’s the spirit kid.”

They ended up coming second place.

They got handed blue ribbons as they watched the kid that snatched first place get a small trophy and a children’s surfboard. Uraraka could almost hear Kaito’s heart break when they handed the prizes over. When Bakugou took his time to argue with a judge over the points they received Uraraka pinned the ribbon to Kaito’s swimming shorts.

“Well that was a bit unexpected, wasn’t it? I thought we had this one.” She awkwardly started a conversation with the boy that had a gloomy look on his face.

As she expected, he didn’t reply to her.

She thought hard of how to cheer up the devastated kid, luckily the answer came walking up to them.

“Oh Kaito, did you win?” His mother asked.

He turned his hip to show the ribbon.

“No mommy, we didn’t win.”

“We should’ve!” Bakugou growled as he threw back the pen on the judge’s clipboard and walked back to them.

Kaito’s mother picked up her son and laughed at his clouded face.

“There’s no reason to be so sad sweetheart! You still made a really good castle, you still won a prize. And you know you’ll always be my number one right?”

Kaito’s lip started trembling. “Really?”

“Of course! Always and forever. Now cheer up okay? You don’t want these two to see you sad the last time they see your face?”

The little boy nestled his mother’s neck and hugged her tight.

“No take back’s mommy!”

“No take backs!” the woman laughed.

He then continued to struggle out of his mother’s arms and walked right up to two teenager’s feet.

“Thank you Mr. Bakugou and Mrs. Uraraka. I had a lot of fun.”

Uraraka wrapped her arm around Bakugou and looked up at him.

“No problem, we had a lot of fun too, didn’t we?”

Bakugou wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “'Guess you could say that.”

He smirked at her and kissed her on her smile.

“Gross!” Kaito smeared out the word.

He scrunched up his face and ran back to his mother, hiding behind her legs.

“Get over it kid.”

The mother laughed at the scene, picked her son up and thanked the two again for taking such good care of her son, hoping it wasn’t too much trouble.

Bakugou and Uraraka waved it off, saying they genuinely did have fun.

Kaito and his mother left the two behind at the sandcastle.

They only had three hours left before they should start heading home, both of them determined to make the most of that little time. Heading into the water as fast as they could as soon as the child and his mother disappeared from their sight.

Bakugou had to pay for Uraraka’s ice cream.

In the water, they played and fooled around. Let the waves that crashed onto shore take them along and tickle them with the white foam of the sea. Tightly they held onto to the blue ribbon, attached to their swimming suits, not intending on losing their prize today.

Uraraka’s eyes got prickly, her fingers were wrinkly and all of the kisses she shared with Bakugou tasted like salt. The cut in her lip burned with every impact, but she could not resist the urge to put her lips on his. Not when his skin had started to turn into a beautiful golden-brown color, not when a romantic shade of the sun started to drown his face, making her squint at her so innocently.

She kept thinking about how much she loved him.

How much she loved the way he looked, how much she loved him for taking her here.

This was better than any film she ever watched.

Writers note:

“Suzuki”, meaning: From Japanese 鈴 (suzu) meaning “bell” and 木 (ki) meaning “tree, wood”.“Kaito”, meaning: Sea, Ocean.

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The Yuuei Dorm Laws

AN: Well, I did it for Fairy Tail… might as well do it for BNHA! Rules fic~ I wasn't going to post this at all, honestly – this is a joke thing I did for myself a while ago, but with all the angst I've been posting lately… might as well do something funny. I don't know if I can pull off a chatfic, so here's this instead. Anyhow, lemme know if you want me to continue this or whatever. Kitty out.

Title: The Yuuei Dorm Laws

Summary: The Heroics Department has moved into the Yuuei dorm rooms, and Principal Nedzu realizes that some rules should probably be put in place – for the teachers, the students, and anyone else who happens to get involved.

Warnings: General nonsense, reason being abandoned for the sake of humor, and Kacchan's potty mouth

Pairings: Everyone/everyone else (it's a list fic and I'm writing it – what the hell were you expecting?)

Aizawa Shouta – As a teacher, you should endeavor to act as a role model for your students. Showing up to class with a sleeping bag and a hangover, saying "today we're learning about spontaneous silence – anyone who talks in the next four hours fails," and falling asleep is not acting as a role model.

All For One – Stop persuading your guards to commit tiny acts of vandalism on school grounds. The government isn't going to let you go just because "the police force is corrupt".

Amajiki Tamaki – Asui is not going to eat you. Frogs do not eat people (or octopi or even clams, to the best of my knowledge). Please come out of the basement.

Aoyama Yuuga – Stop throwing glitter at people.

Ashido Mina – I don't care what Kaminari said. Do not cover his bed sheets – or anyone else's – in acid ever again.

Asui Tsuyu – If you see a student with compact eyes and antennae, you are not to beginning following them and whispering "frog food" at random intervals. Please apologize to the seven students that have locked themselves in the basement and convince them to come out.

Awase Yousetsu – "Killing two birds with one stone" is a figure of speech, not a challenge. Stop throwing rocks at Tokoyami.

Awata Kaoruko – Enough with the "fucking bubbles" meme. We get it.

Bakugou Katsuki – "Fuck the police" is not an excuse for setting off firecrackers in Iida's room, even if you do think he was policing you. This applies even if he is dressed as a police officer.

Bakugou Mitsuki – If your son asks you for a rather specific outfit, get context. If the words "dare", "evidence", or "Monoma Neito" are part of that context, please do not give your son that outfit. This applies even if "Monoma" is replaced with "that copy-cat bastard" or a similar insult.

Bakugou Masaru – You cannot adopt your son's friend group, no matter how happy you are that said group exists.

Bondo Kojirou – Cementoss is not trying to usurp you. That doesn't even make sense.

Bubaigawara Jin – Stop asking the students to help you become Deadpool. You are not, and should not ever be, Deadpool.

Chatora Yawara – You may not "forget" to apprehend a villain because the person she is attacking misgendered her. Arrest the villain and then scold the civilians.

Dabi – Todoroki does not need your help to be a deviant. He is doing just fine on his own. You are not "Super Fire Bros".

Desutegoro – Stop trying to schedule all your meetings on "February 51st".

Ectoplasm – Detentions cannot be assigned for an indefinite period of time, no matter how insulted you feel. Honenuki will not be in detention for "the rest of his goddamn life", and he was probably not trying to offend you anyway.

Eri – You were in a bad situation, and a negative reaction is understandable. That said, please stop threatening to castrate people with your horn. How do you even know that word; you're like five.

Fat Gum – The fact that Satou and Yaoyorozu also have food-related Quirks does not mean you need to mentor them. Two students are enough.

Fourth Kind – "Having a katana" and "having the right to threaten people with a katana" are not synonymous.

Fukidashi Manga – Your Quirk does not give you the ability to "see beyond the fourth wall". Stop trying to convince people that we are all trapped within a shounen series. That is ridiculous.

Gran Torino – "Kick 'em in the dick", while an effective battle strategy, is not appropriate advice to give to children.

Gunhead – Stop trying to set Uraraka up with Midoriya. You're probably right, but they have bigger things to worry about.

Hadou Nejire – Stop asking villains questions. You're supposed to be arresting them, not sharing good places to get shoes.

Hagakure Tooru – Bakugou's inability to hear what you're saying is not going to stop him from punching you for talking about him behind his back. He'll find out, you'll get punched, and no one will feel sorry for you. If you absolutely must insult him, either learn sign language or get a translator and do it to his face.

Hakamata Tsunagu – Not everyone is comfortable in denim. Deal with it.

Hatsume Mei – "It seemed like a good idea at the time" is not only a terrible excuse in general, but also a completely invalid one that does not explain the giant robotic velociraptor currently patrolling the school grounds.

Hikiishi Kenji – Killing people for misgendering you is illegal. Please find other ways to express your displeasure.

Honenuki Juuzou – Do not challenge Ectoplasm to a "who can scare the most children with only their face" contest. I don't care that you think it's a compliment; you're hurting his feelings.

Iguchi Shuuichi – Hoshigaki Kisame has not challenged you to a sword fight. Hoshigaki Kisame is not a real person; he is a fictional character, and you know this.

Iida Tensei – Your little brother has a lot of respect for you. Stop abusing that respect by suggesting he do ridiculous things. He will.

Iida Tenya – Please do not dress up as a police officer when inspecting your classmates' rooms. You are only asking for trouble. I don't care what your brother said.

Inui Ryou – Do not tell students to mark their territory. The janitor would like you to know that anything that gets urinated on is your responsibility.

Ishiyama Ken – If Bondo declares you his "eternal rival", you are to ignore him, not encourage his behavior. Insanity does not "build character".

Jirou Kyouka – Do not start playing the One Punch Man theme song whenever Midoriya is about to punch something. This holds true for All Might too, as well as anyone else who tends to punch things in an over-dramatic manner.

Kaibara Sen – Having a name similar to that of a fictional character does not make you that fictional character. Stop challenging people to Duel Monsters.

Kamakiri Togaru – Collecting insects is a perfectly reasonable hobby. Using them to terrifying other students is not. Please apologize to Kouda so we can take the anteater back to the zoo and you can come down from the tree.

Kamihara Shinya – Bakugou does not need to be followed 24/7. Surely the No. 5 hero has better things to do.

Kaminari Denki – This school does not need an electric fence. You are not permitted to skip class in order to act as one.

Kan Sekijirou – Please stop encouraging your students to try and one-up Eraserhead's class. This will not end well.

Kayama Nemuri – Do not put smoke bombs in the teachers' lounge ever again. I can and will start making you wear normal clothing if this behavior continues.

Kendou Itsuka – You are not Lady Flyswatter, Queen of the Bitch-Smack. So stop bitch-smacking your classmates.

Kirishima Eijirou – If someone asks you to pass the salt, they are asking you to hand them the white crystalline substance used for seasoning. They are not asking you to pick up and throw Bakugou at them. Please desist.

Kodai Yui – Stop trying to scare Bakugou and Todoroki. I cannot promise you will continue to emerge unscathed.

Komori Kinoko – You are not required to provide "magic mushrooms" to anyone who asks or doesn't ask. In fact, you are actively discouraged from doing so.

Kouda Kouji – You are not allowed to "do favors" for animals in the zoo. I don't care how badly that polar bear claims to need a cup of coffee, he can't have one.

Kurogiri – While I am personally unsure of the League of Villains' hierarchy, you seem to be the most mature. If there is anything to do to stop your cohorts from playing mildly annoying but otherwise harmless pranks, please do it.

Kuroiro Shihai – "It's because I'm black, isn't it" jokes are not appropriate coming from a fully Japanese person; even if you are technically black in color, you do not have African heritage. Stop before you offend someone.

Lock Rock – Tsunotori and Rin do not need you to adopt them, regardless of whatever Fat Gum told you. That said, if you have any pointers on avoiding xenophobia, I'm sure they'd be delighted to hear them.

Maijima Higari – Tell Hatsume to get rid of that raptor. Or at least make her do something useful with it.

Midoriya Inko – No, you cannot adopt your son's class. Yes, this applies even if they have all called you "Mom" at some point. You also cannot adopt the teachers or the villains. I don't know why I have to tell you this, but apparently it needs telling.

Midoriya Izuku – The fact that anyone with a sex drive seems to be attracted to you does not mean that you had a secret Quirk all along. Said Quirk is not "The Love Bug", and you will stop insisting otherwise.

Mineta Minoru – "Stuff a sock in it" is a figure of speech. You are not expected to eat socks, nor are you expected to carry around socks so you can try and force other people to do eat socks.

Mizushima Masaki – "Don't stop believin'" is not your official theme song. You're from Toyama Prefecture; I doubt you've ever even been to Michigan, much less south Detroit.

Monoma Neito – While Bakugou probably will do pretty much anything if you so much as hint that he's incapable of it, I feel like I should remind you that such a situation may not turn out in your favor, though one would hope you figured that out on your own when you (and everyone else in the vicinity) learned that not only does he see nothing wrong with clothing generally associated with women, he looks damn good in a tutu. And he knows it. Lording this over his head will only get him to dress in drag again. I have to ask you to avoid provoking him, if only because several students who thought they were aware of their orientation are suddenly reconsidering (which is, of course, absolutely fine, but probably shouldn't be happening at school).

Nishiya Shinji – You are not the Lorax. You do not speak for the trees.

No. 13 – You are not legally obligated to begin back-up requests with "Housten, we have a problem", and you will stop telling people otherwise.

Ojiro Mashirao – You chose the hero name "Tail Man". Now you're going to have to live with the consequences.

Overhaul – Todoroki Shouto has publically declared you to be the worst father of all time. Take a moment to think about that.

Rappa – Stop trying to fight Kirishima. I don't care how "badass" you think he is. He has homework to do. You can't fight any of the other students either.

Rin Hiryuu – If you are actually being bullied because of your ethnicity, please tell an authority figure (me, the principal). Stop trying to guilt-trip people into giving you food.

Ryuukyuu – Stop telling people that the Dragon Balls are real. They aren't, and you can't grant wishes.

Sakamata Kuugo – Do not try to convince students to "rebel against the tyranny of Sea World". You are not being as subtle as you think you are.

Sako Atsuhiro – If you absolutely must ask Shigaraki to give you "a hand", do not do so on school grounds. You can and will be arrested, no matter how funny the students seem to think you are.

Satou Rikidou – If a villain breaks into the school, alert the proper authorities. Do not bake them a cake in exchange for them leaving. Even if it works, you're just encouraging them to come back again later.

Selkie – "Captain" is not part of your hero name. You do not have the right to arrest people for not calling you that, especially if you are not on your boat at the time.

Sero Hanta – I understand that boys your age like to roughhouse. That is perfectly fine. I only ask that you not use your elbows, as you could do some serious damage.

Shigaraki Tomura – Please stop breaking into the school and taping up crudely drawn pictures of tap-dancing monkeys with socks mooning the viewers. While your creativity is certainly nothing to scoff at, this is inappropriate behavior. Also, you're a criminal, so you shouldn't be here unless someone arrested you. No, you cannot demand fuzzy pink handcuffs, even if Yaoyorozu is happy to oblige.

Shinsou Hitoshi – Stop kidnapping Aizawa's cats. I do not want our teachers sending death threats to students; it's bad for publicity.

Shiozaki Ibara – Smacking someone with a Bible is not an appropriate method of combat, no matter how much you think they "need Jesus".

Shishida Juurouta – Unless you can turn into a prince at will, you are not "the perfect candidate for a new Beauty and the Beast movie" and you will stop insisting otherwise.

Shiretoko Tomoko – I understand that the loss of your Quirk has upset you. However, breaking into All For One's prison cell to demand he give it back is not only very dangerous but also very illegal. I advise against it.

Shouda Nirengeki – I understand that Shinsou's actions in the Sports Festival made you feel uncomfortable. I do not understand why you think the appropriate "vengeance" is following him around and hitting him with a pool noodle.

Shouji Mezou – Mineta should not be trying to get people to eat socks. You should not be helping him.

Shuuzenji Chiyo – "The little shit had it coming" is not an excuse for refusing to heal a student, even if they did have it coming.

Sirius – Please refrain from lashing out at Harry Potter jokes. You knew exactly what you were getting into when you chose that name.

Sir Nighteye – Plus do not leave your All Might body pillow out in the open. Midoriya doesn't need any more ideas.

Snipe – Your active hours cannot only be "high noon".

Sousaki Shino – While on my campus, you follow my rules. Stop telling the children that anarchy is an option to alumni.

Takeyama Yuu – There is no law stating that you and Ashido have to watch "Monsters vs. Aliens" together. You should not be telling her otherwise.

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu – There is nothing you or I can do to stop people from adding a "Tetsu" or two to your name. Learn to live with it.

Todoroki Enji – I have no say in the sort of activities the students partake in after school hours. Thus, should your son wish to gather a bunch of his classmates and egg his own house while you're away, I'm afraid there is little I can do to stop him. What a shame.

Todoroki Fuyumi – While I understand that you are happy that your youngest brother has begun socially connecting with his classmates, I have to ask that you not treat this as though it is his sixth birthday. Please stop showing up carrying pink cupcakes with hearts and smiley faces.

Todoroki Shouto – As amusing as it is to watch you infuriate your father, I must ask you not to break any laws. If you do, I will be able to stop you, and that is not something either of us desires. Full steam ahead (but only legally)!

Toga Himiko – Whether or not your hips are honest is none of my concern. Yours hips, as well as the rest of you, are not allowed on school grounds. Please stop flirting with/trying to stab my students.

Tokage Setsuna – If you are responsible for the creation of Hatsume's velociraptor, then you are also responsible for any damages in causes.

Tokoyami Fumikage – If you stand around dramatically on the roof, people will laugh if/when you fall. They will be justified in doing so.

Toogata Mirio – I understand that you are sick of Tintin jokes. I expect you to understand that Recovery Girl is sick of fixing broken noses.

Tsuburaba Kousei – Stop stalking Todoroki. I don't care if you're only doing it to protect him from the press, stalking is still stalking.

Tsuchikawa Ryuuko – You are thirty-one years old. Do not flirt with teenagers.

Tsunotori Pony – If Monoma tells you how to say something, double check with someone in your class first.

Uraraka Ochako – Please do not try and convince your classmates to refer to All Might as "Dad-sensei". Please also refrain from convincing them to refer to Midoriya Inko as "Mom". Please also stop trying to hook them up.

Yagi Toshinori – Do not encourage your students' delusions of grandeur, whether it's Bakugou claiming to be invincible or Midoriya claiming to be some sort of sex god.

Yamada Hizashi – Stop encouraging Jirou to annoy people with music. Stop helping her annoy people with music.

Yanagi Reiko – I am going to assume that you are the reason several people think the third floor girls' bathroom is haunted. You are not Toire no Hanako-san. Stop it.

Yaoyorozu Momo – I am legally obligated to advise you that providing Todoroki Shouto and his cohorts with eggs is, while not illegal, frowned upon. That said, so long as you can prove that you don't know what they're using them for, there's really nothing anyone can do to stop you from "feeding eggs to your hungry friends". Also, if Shigaraki Tomura appears and informs you that he refuses to be arrested unless it's with fuzzy pink handcuffs, do not feel obligated to provide them.

AN: That's chapter one! I won't be able to post it 'till later, so I'll write something else in the meantime… For those of you who don't know, "Toire no Hanako-san" (or "Ms. Hanako of the Toilet) is a Japanese spirit who was murdered in a bathroom and now haunts them. There are a few interpretations of her, but I'm just referencing her here. Lastly, don't expect this to make any sense. It's solely for shits and giggles. PWP ("puns without plot"), if you will. Anyhow, let me know what you think, and I'll see you next time! Kitty out.

#bnha #bnha fic #bnha crack fic #crack fic #ek3 writes stuff #trans characters #deaf character #list fic #bnha spoilers #literally just nonsense

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