#deku gets tired of everything and just wants to sleep for the rest of his life but cant bc he keeps overthing ab everything when alone

[gglitch1dd]

Ever think about how horny reader is for Deku while she’s pregnant? I’m talking bout a wild beast. Before the pregnancy her sex drive was average but now she just can’t keep her hands to herself.

All she wants to do is have her big husband fuck her while she’s carrying their child, shocking Deku but he indulges her no matter how many rounds she wants and how tired he gets he just wants to spoil his wife during her pregnancy to keep her happy.

A/N: I love love LOVED this prompt. Honey I don't just think this, it lives in my head daily. Please!! I love prompts like this, keep them coming for Izuku (or Eijiro).

I can't help it

Husband Midoriya Izuku X Wifey Reader

Warning: PREGNANCY, Pregnant reader, breeding kink, hypersexual Y/N, SMUT, Squirting, multiple orgasms.

When you had figured out that you were pregnant, you were the happiest you had ever been in a long time. You and your husband had always wanted a little bundle of joy for yourselves and the fact that it happened for the both of you was a blessing you couldn’t take for granted. It was a magical and beautiful time, and one held in great secrecy too. The both of you didn’t tell the public at all nor did you tell any of your close friends until a good three months into your pregnancy.

Honestly, once you got past the morning sickness and feeling rather icky, you were pretty excited. You enjoyed watching your body slowly start to change. Izuku also found it ever so irresistible. You often found him putting a hand to your tummy, especially when you started to notice a little baby bump. From the moment he knew you were pregnant, he couldn’t sleep without you in his arms. He just had to know that you were safe and so was the little sprout in your womb. He would whisper and talk to the baby even before it could kick and respond back to his voice.

You couldn’t count how many times you had woken up from having drifted off before him to Izuku whispering everything he couldn’t wait to experience, all pointed towards your tummy.

It was fascinating watching and experiencing pregnancy before your eyes. You watched as your breasts grew, as you seemed to rounded up a bit, however the scariest thing was how your sex drive changed.

It was like someone had flipped a switch.

Almost completely overnight, you found yourself unexplainably horny. And it really took you by surprise when you were sitting in bed, Izuku just having come back off a shift that ended late. He put a hand to the back of his neck, a deep groan stumbling out of him as he slowly began to peel his hero uniform off of his body. At the sight of rippling muscles, his large scarred back and a groan stumbling out of his mouth, you were hit with a clench that took even you by surprise.

At first you tried to ignore it. And you really did. You were a real trooper trying to hide it as long as you did but you couldn’t stop yourself.

You just felt so needy. You wanted your husband and you wanted your husband to bend you over every surface of your house and take you like an animal. It made you feel so bad to objectify him in such a way, but every time you saw his body, heard his voice, smelt his scent… it was as if you were some crazed beast that couldn’t live without him.

You also missed him so much. It was almost like you couldn’t bare to be apart from him. Getting some anxiety watching him leave every morning and having to just sit at home and bake like an oven. It felt rather claustrophobic considering that the both of you didn’t want any of the public or the media to get wind of your pregnancy, so it meant no more spontaneous shopping trips or jogs around the neighbourhood.

However, you barely felt trapped in because half the time you were busy rubbing your sex trying to get off. Closer towards your fifth month of pregnancy, you couldn’t help it. Not even if you tried. It was like an intense cycle. You would wake up in Izuku’s arms and then feel the need for him to love on you, then you’d watch him leave and spend the rest of the day hold up in bed watching TV or trying to get off. It was like you couldn’t stop yourself. Even when you tried getting any work done, whether it be chores or any of your online work for the Deku Foundation, you often couldn’t stop the building ache between your legs.

Honestly, you were shocked that you held it together as long as you did. Until one fateful evening, Izuku and you were watching a movie together cuddled up in bed, but you couldn’t help but keep rubbing your thighs together. You glanced over at Izuku who had a large arm draped over your shoulder as his eyes stayed on the screen. He smelt like his fresh soap but also like a new fresh book and a hint of his cologne that never really went away.

He smelt so good.

And his calloused fingers drew circles on your skin, figureless shapes that traced on your skin patterns that didn’t make sense. Such big hands with such a large warm body and arm that kept you snuggled up to him. His body was warmer, often warmer than yours and it made you feel so tiny even now with a sizeable pregnancy bump. It didn’t help that his green curls were brushed slightly back but were that dark mop of green hair that brushed against his forehead. A strong yet soft face with freckles that littered his entire body, but warm green jade eyes that could stare right into your soul.

He looked so good.

You often couldn’t believe it. That this man, this adonis of a man, was your husband. That he made you Mrs Midoriya and slid a ring on your finger. Even more so that he was the man that impregnated you.

You drew in a breath.

Izuku turned to look down at you with a slight tilt of his head. An innocent look on his face as he seemed blissfully unaware of your lustful thoughts towards him. “Are you okay honey?” He asked softly, the sound of the movie playing in the background. You weren’t even sure what had happened after the first ten minutes.

You nodded your head as you forced a smile on your face. “Yah. I’m alright.”

He smiled, so glad that you were okay.

You weren’t. You wanted to climb him like the tree he was and jump on his cock till the sun rose.

“That’s good.” He squeezed you closer to him briefly, placing a kiss on your forehead before focusing back forward.

Your hands rested on your bump as you tried to focus on the movie rather unsuccessfully. This was the man who had placed the child inside you. The fact that you were carrying someone that you both created was enough to make a shiver run down your spine. You felt so happy to know that you were pregnant but now… now you felt another feeling you had never felt before.

You were Mrs Midoriya, wife of Midoriya Izuku who was the Number One ProHero of Japan, the symbol of Justice and Peace. You were his wife and you were carrying his child. His son. Inside of you was something so uniquely crafted that it would only ever exist once.

And you had managed to take his seed like the good wife that you were and plant it in your womb.

Fuck.

Izuku perked up. He had noticed that your breathing had turned heavy as he watched you. Your eyes were facing forward but they were totally glazed over. You were not paying attention at all. Your hands gripped your bump almost possessively as you sat silently at his side. Izuku sat up a bit, the movie long forgotten by the both of you as his eyebrows furrowed. Your whole pregnancy had been without fault but Izuku always had, in the back of his mind, fears that were enough to choke him.

“Honey?” You didn’t answer. “Honey?” You didn’t answer again. Now that really got Izuku concerned. He put both hands on your shoulders and shook you gently. “Y/N.” The stern tone of his voice took you by surprise as you turned to look at him. “What’s wrong?” He asked seriously.

You hesitated but you smiled with a breathy half heartedly laugh. “I’m fine, Izu. Just-”

“No, you’re not. You’ve been spacing out the entire movie.” He told you, half surprising you with how observant he was of your behaviours. His eyes held so much concern as he looked down at you. Green emerald eyes flicked down to your stomach briefly before putting a large hand on top of your bump. “Is it the baby?” His large warm hand just brushing against your clothed stomach made you release a soft moan as your eyes fluttered. “Sweetheart?”

You couldn’t hold back anymore. Either you were going to sneak your hand between your thighs for the fifth time today or you were going to jump him till you couldn’t see straight. “Izu…” Your voice was faint and almost sounded like you were exhausted.

“Yah.” He asked concerned for you, sitting up.

“I need you.”

“What do you need? Is it a craving? If so, I can go get it. Whatever it is.” He answered fast without hesitation as he turned to grab his phone, about to check whatever convenience store was still open at this time.

You grabbed his arm, instantly telling him to stop what he was doing. He froze as he turned to you. “No, Izuku, you don’t understand.” You told him, as you finally looked him dead in the eyes. For the first time since knowing you, Izuku saw something in your eyes he had never seen before. “I need you. I need you inside me, right now. I… I can’t think straight right now, all I know is that if I don’t have your dick inside me in the next three minutes, I think I’ll go crazy.”

To say Izuku was shocked would be an understatement. His face went red in surprise, you having genuinely caught him off guard for the first time in a long while. He had read that some pregnant woman could get hypersexual and others would lack the need for sexual encounters at all.

Hearing you so bluntly and so seriously say that you wanted him to fuck you was… well it was arousing to say the least. Izuku was pretty sure he was already half hard just by the second sentence.

He opened his mouth to speak, still absolutely shocked that this was actually happening.

“Izuku, may I use you?”

Without hesitation your husband answered. “Yes-”

A kiss went to his lips promptly shutting him up as you pulled him down to kiss you. A stuttered breath left your mouth as you immediately grabbed his cock over his sweatpants. A surprised gasp left his throat but you didn’t even register it as you let out a groan at the feeling of him. You hastily rushed to crawl over and hover over him. You pulled up the maternity sleepwear short gown to reveal that you were absolutely bare underneath, with not a single piece of underwear in sight. You were dripping wet. Slick lined the slit of your pussy and was even evident on the inside of your thighs. Izuku’s eyes widened as he watched you lift yourself up as you moved your hand down to stroke him up and down, aligning the pink tip of his cock to the entrance of your cunt.

It was only then that Izuku realised that you hadn’t stretched yourself out yet. “Y/N. Y/n wait-” A groan stumbled out of his lips as he felt your smouldering warm pussy stretch around him.

A loud moan stumbled out of your throat as you faced up to the ceiling, your eyes closing in pure pleasure. He felt so good. Considering that you had been knuckles deep inside of yourself for nearly a quarter of the day, you didn’t need the stretch. Despite being married for two years, you couldn’t deny that taking Izuku’s cock had never felt this good- and you loved your intimate times with your husband.

You let out a shaky breath as you slowly started to sink down, your thighs burning at you having to support your weight. Slowly you sank down further and further down his cock. The feeling of him going deeper and deeper inside you making you even more wet.

Finally you sank down, taking most of him inside you. Suddenly you felt your thighs quivering as you let out a deep moan. You hastly put a hand down against his chest, trying to hold you up, but Izuku quickly moved his hands to your hips holding you up like it was the easiest thing in the world.

Finally your high passed making you let out a heavy sigh as you tried to catch your breath.

“My love… did you just cum from taking my cock?” Izuku asked surprised as he looked up at you.

You gave him a meaningless glare but nodded your head. You tried to look down to look at your cunt, however soon found it impossible due to your stomach being in the way.

Izuku felt you tighten around his cock again. You didn’t waste a second as you moved up and then down. You were slow as you held onto his shoulder and one was placed down against the bed as you tried lifting you up and down his cock. You let out heavy breaths as you began to ride him, slowly trying to pick up past.

Instinctively, Izuku held you up and started doing most of the work for you. He slid down the rest of the way, down onto the bed, still holding you up on his cock. He fucked up into you making you moan as you started to roll your hips.

“Yes. Just like that Izu. Just like that.” You encouraged as you moved up and down his cock. Moans and whines were tumbling out of your throat without hinderance. You felt so much better now that you had him inside you, pushing against your walls and stretching you to the limit as he fucked into you. But despite feeling better, you also felt so much more in need for him now that you had him. “Yes! Fuck!” You cried out as you felt Izuku find a spot inside you before continuing to hit there.

You increased your speed as you hopped up and down. Whines escaped your lips for everytime your ass hit against his pelvis. You moved your dress up and off of your body, not even wanting the useless thing anymore. You had long foregone underwear nowadays, and no one could really blame you.

Izuku let out a deep groan as he felt you tighten around him again but this time your body locked and tensed as you came again. A cry came out of your lips as your cunt massaged his cock as you tried to milk him for all that he was worth. You felt so good.

Izuku let out a low growl as he lifted you up and off his cock, before pushing you down against the bed, swapping places with you. He spread your legs easily finding the perfect spot between them before sliding back in.

A groan came out of the both of you but a chuckle stumbled out of Izuku’s lips. He started to thrust in slowly, holding onto your thighs securely as to use them for an advantage. “You’ve been touching yourself haven’t you?” he asked amusedly. “Is that why you could take me so easly? It’s the only explanation considering that you weren’t wearing any panties, my love.”

You whined as you nodded your head. You lay back feeling helpless but so very aroused as you kept your legs nice and widely spread for your husband. “Yah. I couldn’t help it. I really couldn’t help it. I-” Every thrust felt deeper than the last making you gasp as you felt a particular one make you lose the ability to retain your breath. “Ah, right there. Right there Izuku!” You cried out.

“There?” He asked snapping his hips forward again, causing your back to arch with a high pitched squeal. A grin went to his face as he gripped your thigh tighter, planting one hand down onto the sheets underneath you before absolutely ploughing into you.

“YES!” You shouted loudly, uncaring of how slutty you sounded right now. Your voice was debauched and sounded nothing like you and yet it was. “Yes!” You let out gasping as you raised your hands to squeeze your tits. “Harder Izu! Harder! I need you deeper.” You urged as you tried moving your hips to taking more of him.

Your husband let out a low grunt, now too focused in pleasing you to formulate much words. He increased his pace, pushing your thighs further forward. Your cunt was creaming around his cock, squeezing him as you came undone around him.

“FUCKING-” This one took you by complete surprise as you could barely breathe. You were shaking in ecstasy, your eyes rolled back as you floated in pure mind numbing bliss for two long seconds. Unbeknownst to you, slick splashed against Izuku’s pelvis, wetting his cock as you had squirted around him. You finally gasped as you took in oxygen. “Oh my God! Oh my-” Words stopped formulating as you were being fucked through a mind shattering orgasm. Your eyes stayed rolled to the heavens as you let your husband pound into you till he felt like it. You couldn’t speak as you felt yourself mindless towards the pleasure, chasing it and pursuing it.

Izuku moaned carelessly as he fucked into you harder. You were so beautiful right now. Spread out in front of him, legs spread, eyes rolled back and your body limp to nothing but his actions. Your body jostled with every thrust, your tits hypnotising him but Izuku couldn’t help himself as he put a hand down to your baby bump. The cause of this whole situation. To think that you would find carrying his baby so arousing- carrying his baby.

“Fuck, your amazing. Your everything. Such a good fucking girl.” He praised as he could feel that he was reaching his limit. “All of this is just for you, baby. I’m all yours.” He reminded you.

You were aching for him to cum inside you, to have him remind you who you belonged to. To have his seed deep inside you. You wondered if this was the position that you got pregnant in.  

Your thighs shook as a hum went through your body.

“Shit. I’m gonna cum.” Izuku’s eyebrows furrowed as he held you safely. “I’m- I’m gonna-” Without a moments of hesitation, a deep groan left Izuku’s throat as he spilled inside you. Spurts of hot thick ropes of cum inside you that made you just relax, your muscles tired as you sunk into the bed. For the first time in weeks feeling fool satisfied.

Your husband let out heavy breaths as he stayed inside you, noticing how content you were there. You let out a hum as you moved a hand to rest over your bump with a sigh. You nodded your head as you looked up at him. “That… that was…”

“Fucking insane.” That made you giggle, causing you to tighten around his cock. He let out a hiss but loved the overstimulation of it all.

You giggled as you looked up at him with love brimming in your gaze, highly appreciating this. That did quickly change as you began to shuffle just a few seconds later, moving your hips as you slipped a hand past to fiddle with your clit. You bit your bottom lip as you clenched around his cock, looking up at him. “Do you mind Izu?” Your husband looked at you surprised at the question. “I can’t help it.”

He had just unlocked a monster that he wouldn’t be able to escape from till the moment your son was born. He wondered if he was brave enough to face it.

Considering that you had been walking around the home without panties for what could be more than a week…

He was more than willing to accept the challenge.

-Glitch1d

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[treasuringizu]

-don’t want to be away

⇝ izuku midoriya x reader | fluff fluff fluff

⇝ word count: 1k

⇝ a/n: wtf this is way longer than i meant it to be i just wanted a small blurb to get out my thoughts of izuku😭

⇝ synopsis: izuku is very very clingy when he's tired

you’re on the couch reading the new book you just bought when izuku comes home. the tv is on in the background, channel flipped to some random cartoon that you vaguely recognize from when you were a kid. you had just turned to a new page when you hear the distant sound of keys jingling, and then the front door opens.

you check the time, noticing it’s a little later than usual, and then your eyes move to watch him trudge through the door. when his eyes meet yours, he gives you a tired smile that isn’t quite as radiant as his others but just as sweet, and he toes off his shoes.

you fold the top right corner of the page you’re on in your book. “long day?”

he sighs, unzipping his costume and beginning to strip as he pads along to you. “somewhat.”

your heart squeezes for him. izuku — deku — who gives and gives and rarely takes. you know your eyes are sad. “aw, baby.” pushing your book to the side, you open your arms wide for him. “come here.”

izuku complies without hesitation, down to just his boxers, costume laying on the floor behind him. you know he’ll clean it up later. he settles on top of you, wrapping his arms around your middle and resting his head on your chest. your own arms go around him, head resting on top of his, unruly curls tickling your chin. he lets out a deep sigh, nuzzling into you and squeezing your body once. “hi baby.”

you smile. “hey izu.” your hand is running through his hair, careful not to pull on the tangled spots and you give him a kiss on the crown of his head.

he hums, “how was your day?”

you explain to him everything you did, although you had already updated him throughout the day with various texts and pictures, and he you. he still listens to every word you say, nodding his head and humming along, eventually falling asleep on you. you listen to his soft snores, smiling to yourself about how much you love him. his weight feels so comforting on you.

it’s a little while later when you need to pee, so you try to gently detach him from your body, maneuvering him as best as you can with how much he weighs with all those big muscles.

you know your attempts at gently moving him have failed though when he starts to stir, eyes opening revealing a beautiful viridescent. "baby?" he sits up and yawns, extending his arms out past his head to stretch. "what..." a cute yawn interrupts him. "what are you doing?"

“go to bed, izu." you cup his face to peck his forehead, moving to pull away but then stopped by his arms wrapping around you. he rests his head on your stomach, giving it a kiss.

"where are you going?" he mumbles against you.

"i gotta use the bathroom."

"okay." he hums, still not letting go of you.

you stifle a laugh, running a hand through his har. "you need ta let go of me in order for me to do that."

"...oh." reluctantly, he removes himself from your body, looking up at you with a sheepish smile.

you laugh harder this time, causing his smile to grow bigger. "be right back."

moving over to the bathroom, you flick the lights on, settling on the toilet. you're there for at least ten seconds before the door opens again, and in comes izuku, still shirtless, still pantsless. you ogle him as he struts in like its the most normal thing ever, and you don't even say anything as the hunk of man plops on the floor in front of you, crossing his legs.

"...izuku?!"

"yeah?" he scoots closer to you, yawning again and covering his mouth.

"um. what... are you doing?"

he only blinks owlishly at you, sleep still obvious in his eyes. "im waiting for you to finish."

your eyes widen, and you don’t know whether to laugh or be confused. “you couldn’t wait in the bedroom?”

he throws that smile at you. the smile that melts your heart and your defenses. the smile that makes you fall in love all over again every time. “i didn’t want to be away from you.”

your heart fills with even more love than you thought possible.

as you finish up, izuku alternates between watching your every move and smacking his head on the wall as he falls asleep.

you shake your head, chuckling softly as you look at him, his eyes half closed. "izu?"

he blinks a couple of times, coming back to reality. "hmm?"

"you wanna take a shower?" you reach out your hand to help him up, and his own — large and warm — swallows yours. he stands, muscles rippling. he doesn't answer, instead using his arm to pull you into him, and you land against his chest with an oof. he hugs you close to him, resting his head in the crook of your neck and breathing in deeply. his skin is warm against you.

you bring your own arms around him. "you're awfully clingy tonight, aren't you?"

"that’s cause i just love you so much." he kisses your head.

you smile. "love you too." you stay like this with him for what you assume is a few minutes, and once you think he's fallen asleep again on you, you bring up taking a shower again.

"later," he answers.

"you mean tomorrow?"

"tomorrow."

"okay, baby." you detach yourself from him, heart warming at the whine he lets out and how he tries to reconnect. you place your hand on his chest, pushing him back. "let's go to bed, izu."

he nods his head, and you grab his hand once again, shutting the lights and leading the way out to the bedroom. izuku obediently follows you and squeezes your hand.

you strip and settle into the comfortable bed with him, his legs tangling with yours. you end up on his chest and he's holding you tight like if he lets go you might just disappear.

it's silent for a few minutes until you hear him mutter a thank you.

you blink. "for what?"

"for... being here. loving me. letting me love you."

you melt. "of course. you know you don't have to thank me for that. if anything, thank you izuku. thank you." a moment passes.

"i love you."

"i love you too."

#izuku x reader #deku x reader #midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #izuku drabble #deku drabble #mha drabble #deku fluff #izuku fluff #.izuku #.drabble #.izuku drabble

[angelshimaa]

━━ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 — little domestic things with them

⤷ feat. deku, kirishima, iida and shinso

✧ cw :: gn!reader, fluff, no dialogue, they just wanna spend the rest of their lives with you <3

✧ a/n :: really enjoyed writing this :)

𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 adores doing the laundry with you— or rather, he enjoys folding freshly cleaned clothes with you. you definitely have to teach him how to fold properly, but he's a fast learner and has it down pretty quickly. he finds comfort in the simplicity of the task and in the idle conversations the two of you engage in— taking trips down memory lane and sharing stories of times before each other. he loves the laughter floating in the air when you tell him your favourite childhood stories while his hands busy themselves with one of your favourite sweaters, and he pretends he's hearing it all for the first time when you repeat one without knowing.

there's intimacy in getting to know of the you before him, and how pieces of them still exist within the you he adores so much. you find izuku simply beautiful when the nostalgia swims in his eyes as he shares his own stories, and you're sure he has no idea. all that's on his mind is getting to live through more stories to save for this time spent with you, and getting to love you through every single one.

𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 adores the way you take care of his hair. on days when he's tired or just wants you to do it— because nobody does it better for him than you— he asks so softly you can't find it in you to not want to. it's an intimate affair, the way he exposes his overgrown roots to you and allows you to touch them up, even though it's merely temporary. it's so much more than a simple dye job at times; it's him allowing you to see tangible proof of him at his weakest, in the private space of your home, and it's you showing him love in how gently you apply the needed products and wash them out when it's time to. he loves how you gaze down at him when you're done, that beautiful smile of yours playing on your lips when you make comments of how lovesick he looks gazing back (he never says a word— you know by now how lovesick he’ll always be)

regardless of how goofy or tender the atmosphere is, he thanks you the same way every time; with a gleam in the red of his eyes and a smile plastered on his face. you show him he's welcome when you give him an upside down peck on the lips, and eijirou finds himself looking forward to next time and the falling even more in love with you with each re-dye.

𝐈𝐈𝐃𝐀 adores reading to you. on a slow, lazy day or just before bed when he's catching up on his reading, your presence as he reads makes it all the more enjoyable. whether your head lays on his lap, his shoulder, or his chest when you're on top of him, you're always touching in some capacity— it's grounding while he recites stories of another world. when he catches you looking up at him, so lost in the rhythm of his voice, he can't help the tender smile curling his lips and he often pauses to kiss your forehead. the small smile you usually give him in return has him wanting to spend the rest of his days like this, where time passes as slowly as he's content.

whenever he ever hears your breath deepening, growing even as you drift off to sleep, tenya closes his book and puts it down before gently tucking you into bed (if you've fallen asleep on the couch, he carries you to bed). with a final goodnight forehead kiss and a soft wish for you to have lovely dreams, tenya decides to call it a night for himself too, holding onto the bliss of doing this all over again tomorrow.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎 adores being in bed with you. he loves it best when the heavens pour, the grey the rain comes from sullying the sky. it mutes the day just right, turning down everything else besides your existence in the little island of blankets and pillows. it's the whispered good mornings coming from voices thick with sleep that makes him feel so very tender, as well as the light chuckles following the detailed descriptions of both your dreams. if you're lucky, you can catch the softness pooling in the purple of his eyes at the idle chatter you share, and the small smile on his face because of how beautiful you look. for some reason, you don't seem to believe him fully when he tells you this, so he hopes you can feel it in the way he looks at you.

there's warmth and there's you under the sheets, and there's no leaving early with hitoshi’s limbs lazily weighing you down as best as they can, pleading for five more minutes before you start your day. five minutes easily fades into ten, which turns into fifteen, and you can't find it in you to mind with how adorable he looks with his hair all messy.

hitoshi can only hope that loving in your little world, with every single minute he adds onto it, grows to last him more than a lifetime.

✧ — thank you for reading !! rbs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3

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[oliverrevengers]

{ MELANCHOLY MORNINGS }

- MHA BOYS X MALE READER -

katsuki bakugo.

the sun evaded the curtains and ever so rudely hit y/n’s face. his eyebrows scrunched, almost meeting in the middle of his head. turning on his side, he felt the presence of another. he edged closer until he felt soft breath on his skin, a hum rose next to him. yesterday was exhausting. they got used to excessive amounts studying and training but there were some days were it was overwhelming. y/n’s whole body ached, he felt like he needed to rest for years, but his boyfriend would never let him.

“morning,” y/n groaned, refusing to acknowledge that it was time for him to get up. he felt katsuki’s shifting next to him. his eyes subconsciously and forcefully opened, he looked at katsuki who stood by the window, staring at nothing. y/n threw the covers to the other side of the bed and started walking up to the window. he didn’t say anything. he didn’t even get close to katsuki. he simply stood opposite him and waited.

something was up. something was wrong. he knew the signs, he knew katsuki all too well.

“stop. go back to bed. you’re still tired, nothing is going on.” katsuki lowly said. he knew y/n forced himself to wake up to ask what was wrong and he felt almost guilty.

“don’t lie to me, katsuki. you don’t have to tell me what’s wrong, but don’t lie. please.”

katsuki hummed. it was merely minutes before katsuki started speaking, “just exhausted of everything. of always feeling the need to be perfect. of yelling and being stubborn… of being me.” y/n looked at his boyfriend, nodding, he started to get closer until katsuki was in his arms. “did you sleep last night?” y/n asked. he felt katsuki shake his head, blond hair lightly tickling y/n’s neck, “no.”

“figured,” y/n sighed. he didn’t let katsuki go, he knew better than that, “want me to respond or just let you be?” katsuki toke a while until he responded, “just .. don’t go anywhere.”

“where would i go, katsuki? i’m here. always am.”

izuku midoriya.

“izuku.. why are you awake?” y/n groggily asked. he rubbed his eyes, trying his hardest to fight his sleeplessness. he peaked at the clock that read 4:03 AM. it was too early, even for izuku. he sat up and looked at his boyfriend who sat staring at nothing in the pitch darkness.

y/n heard izuku sigh and turn his head to look at him, “nothing, love. i’m alright.” y/n tilted his head, copying the green individual, “no. no, you’re not alright. you’ve been down for days and i’m worried.” his smile dropped as deku frowned. izuku’s eyes darted to the window that emitted the faintest of light as the sun slowly rose.

izuku uncomfortably shuffled in the bed, “didn’t mean to make you worried.” he said. y/n nodded and softly wrapped his arms around izuku. he felt his boyfriend wrap his own arms around y/n’ waist and rest his head on y/n’s shoulder.

“i don’t know. this is all i wanted and more, but.. it gets loud sometimes. i feel like this was way more fun when it was a mere dream in middle school, nothing is easy, i know that, but is it supposed to be this hard? i don’t know...”

y/n knew izuku wasn’t expecting an answer, and to be frank, he had no idea what to say. he dug his hands in izuku’s curls and kissed the top of his head, “i love you.” the least y/n could do was comfort him and the way izuku’s arms wrapped tighter around y/n made him close his eyes, pleased with this small step for now.

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[eris-snow]

𝐇𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮

✨When he comes back to the dorms late

Tags: bakugou x fem!reader, angst, bakugou's birthday series 2023

Bakugou isn't blind. He knows what date it is tomorrow

He doesn’t need you.

Bakugou aims another shot at a villain, gritting his teeth as he lets out a controlled explosion from the palm of his hands.

He doesn’t need you.

The more he says it, the more it becomes true.

He can cook better than anyone in his class. He can train and study without assistance. He’s on track to become a hero that surpasses All Might and there’s no way he’s going to let Damn Deku run ahead of him for long.

Bakugou doesn’t need you.

“That’s right,” He growls out at the cowering villain. “Don’t make me blast you to ashes. You and I both know I’ll do it.”

Best Jeanist’s team apprehend the jewellery robber not so long after.

“Let’s go,” He murmurs, walking away only to feel a tug back by the fibres of his garments.

“Not so fast.” The pro hero voiced.

Bakugou yanks himself out of Best Jeanist’s grasp, whipping around to glare at him.

“What the hell-?”

“It’s already past 9.00pm. I have granted your poorly thought out wish of staying on past working hours, but now I have to insist that you go home now.”

The blond growls at the Fiber Master quirk wielder. This bullshit again?

“ ’m fine.” Bakugou says flatly, adjusting his mask. “I ain’t making any mistakes, aren’t I? Stop fucking worrying.”

Best Jeanist shakes his head “Language,” He reminds gently, completely unfazed. “But I cannot allow this any longer. You have school tomorrow, and it is crucial that you have sufficient rest for your studies as well.”

Bakugou can’t help but scoff bitterly. Just a few weeks ago, he was telling Shitty Hair off for his lack of self disapline and poor sleeping schedule. Now look at him. He’s rearranging his entire fucking body clock to avoid seeing your captivating eyes and health-threatening smiles.

Your words echo of in his mind again.

“I don’t want a partner now.”

Fuck you.

He likes you, a hella lot, but he knows he shouldn’t persue you.

He’s developed feelings for you, but he knows shouldn’t be rash.

Fuck, even he doesn’t want a partner now.

But he wants you. What was so wrong with that?

All he wants to do is get you out of his mind so he can move on but-

“Don’t leave me behind,”

“Suit looks good on you too,”

“You mean a lot to me, Bakugou.”

He grits his teeth, shaking his head. There’s no getting you out of his head.

“Something is clearly bothering you.” Best Jeanist notes. “Head back to the agency and grab your things. You are dismissed for today.”

Bakugou’s heart leaps at the thought of going back to the dorms. “But-”

“You are dismissed,” Best Jeanist repeats, eyes narrowing. “Don’t make me repeat it thrice.”

For once, Bakugou’s feet move before his mouth.

--

So there goes his plan to camp out at his work agency. He was hoping to kill a little more time before crashing at the dorms, but Best Jeanist was right. It was late, and he was dead on his feet.

He pauses in front of the door of the dorms, hand raised. He’s not brain dead, he knows what day it is tomorrow.

Knowing you, you were probably planning his birthday out right now with those extras he guess he can call his friends. That’s just how you were.

Bakugou lets out a small grunt, rolling his eyes. Like he cares, he convinces himself.

He doesn’t need you.

The door opens to interrupt your sentence. “Look, Blasty’s finally home!” Mina squeals before the conversation freezes. Taking her lead, Kirishima continues.

“Yeah, man. Why are you home so late?” Bakugou only let’s out a tired noise as he marches his way to the lift.

“I’m going to bed." He deflects. "You should too, if you don’t want to fuck yourself over tomorrow morning.”

Somehow, you had decided that was the right moment to greet him.

“Welcome back, Bakugou.” You smile, “How was work?”

Oh, fuck everything he said.

He might not need you, but he yearns for you. So, so much.

At that moment, Bakugou can't help but imagine you doing that for someone else. He imagines you wishing someone good morning and checking up on them when they return home. You would smile softly with those pretty eyes of yours and listen to them with an attentive gaze, just like you always do for him.

No, no, no, stop he doesn't want that.

"It was good," He responds a little too eagerly. "I fought 3 v 1 for one of the battles. Those losers didn't stand a chance."

"That's amazing, Bakugou!" You breathe, and Bakugou squints a little because even though it's pitch black outside, your smile is just so bright.

His heart swells with pride, before he throws his jacket over his shoulder and plucks another cherry blossom out of his hair. "Thanks, Sunshine," he mutters, watching the lift door open as his heart cracks a little.

He can't have you.

Not now.

" Remember," He says, voice picking up volume. "Not too late, Sunshine."

Bakugou doesn't know if he's talking to you or himself.

--

You watch the door click shut, before letting a sigh of relief escape from your lips. "Thanks, Mina," You grin at the self-proclaimed Bakusquad, knowing smiles all plastered across their faces.

"So, about Bakugou's birthday..."

He seems...off, you think absentmindedly. That's how Bakugou has been for a day now. He's not ignoring you, but he seems quieter now.

And quiet was almost never a good sign for the constipated Pomeranian. You'll have to check up on him tomorrow.

But for now, you have a birthday party to plan and a gift to wrap.

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[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

“It's fine if you want to take me or whatever just let me grab my stuff.”  | Yandere Villain Deku

The villain stood in shocked silence as you moved about the little apartment packing away your things. He had been frequenting your place since he had arrived in (y/c) just a way to mess with your mind before ultimately burning the entire apartment building. But even after seeing him and his minions lounging around your room you just shrugged before going on with your life. The only time you ever spoke up outright was when one of his compatriots ate the last of your ice cream. 

“You ate it all?”

You were more tired than normal not even giving the usual ‘I’m home’ before heading straight for the fridge. At that moment his minion walked out with an empty carton in hand with the remnants around his mouth. That was the first time you exhibited any ounce of violence before and while it certainly wasn’t anywhere near Deku’s methods, he still found it intriguing how easily you threatened him to get more ice cream or else you’d castrate him. 

Since then everything you did enamored him, accepting money he most definitely stole to pay for meals. Even cook bigger meals when he supplied the means or indulging in your hobbies more often. Passionately gushing to him when he asked a simple question. 

“Sorry about that, I usually don’t talk to a lot of people about the stuff I like…no one’s ever interested.”

The villain found himself fighting thoughts of you away as he demolished the top heroes of your country. ‘I wonder if they’d like a cake from this bakery, of course before I destroy it.’ And as the days dwindle closer to the date he planned to leave (y/c), he decided he would take you. He originally told his minions to let him go alone this time because he wanted this to be intimate. After all, it's the last time you two would ever be apart for so long! Armed with a single syringe of a sleeping dose, he expected you to refute, but of course you surprised him again and you willingly are packing your stuff. He’ll text his buddies to bring the airship (yes, he has one) even closer to move all your stuff. 

“But this armoire has been through a lot with me!”

“I know Dolly but it's just too big…same goes for that potrait.”

“No but he’s my favorite character from–”

“It’s awfully rude of you to hold onto a slither of your past flings especially in front of your new husband!”

“Uuuugh fine I’m taking these posters then.”

You come so willingly Deku is on cloud 9 for the rest of the week you just moved right in when he stuck you in his fancy lair

The only time he ever saw any hesitation from you is when he dances along the line of your autonomy.

“Hey uh Izu?”

“Yes, Dollface?”

“Do you know where the knives are? I’m trying to make something for lunch.”

Hearing the underlying tones of frustration in your voice the villain abandoned his paperwork to properly handle this. You weren’t a secret powerhouse but your typical lack of response gave such an impression. Deserving his full attention he came up behind you holding you by your waist as you dug through various drawers and cabinets. 

He was intent on handling this…fixation of yours. Call it a small experiment but he wanted to see how much he could have of you. How much he could get away with someone as agreeable as you. He wanted to own all of you and your will was something he would have had no qualms trampling but this was you. It was your will that intrigued him so much in the first place. So he decided he’d be lenient especially as your worried questioning dissolves into a scowl as he answers your question. 

“I’ve taken all the knives away. Wouldn’t want you hurting yourself on something so sharp.”

A tingle of excitement came as you took up that threatening stance, glaring at him as you made your case.

“Too sharp!? I’ve been using knives for this long. I don't need you to get in the way.”

“In the way of what baby doll?”

He tries to simply ask but it comes out as mocking. He just couldn’t help it, you were so agreeable he always wondered what cute faces you’d make if you rebelled against him. It was almost worth instigating your first fight with him. 

“Of my cooking. Of my food. I don’t really care about much else but this is mine.” 

“...”

His jealousy spiked, for an activity no less. It made him want to withhold it from you even longer but your unwillingness to back down would make things harder for him. So he sighed, summoning some tears as he clutched onto you. Tucking his head into your neck as he whined.

“Awww but Baby I only want you to be safe! That’s why I brought you here, won't you trust me?”

“I’ll trust you when you trust me!” 

“But I do trust you, Love. Won’t you indulge me a little.” 

He tried to sweeten the offer by planting kisses on all of your exposed skin. Holding him away with a single hand you glared at him down.

“I’ll indulge you if you cut up the stuff I want with your dagger you like so much.”

He had to calm the demonic smile that threatened to stretch across his face. So eager, so final. Perhaps in another world you would have been the hero. He would live through a constant game of cat and mouse. But this was reality and he knew that he’d rather drink in your domestic agreeability before picking this fight with you. Letting you reach into his vest jacket before guiding his hand along he relished in your presence. 

“Oh, (Y/n)-doll. Only you could do this to me! Just keep letting me in okay?! I doubt you’d like me if you didn’t.”

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[amesstm]

studying with them

✨Bakugo✨ is a mean tutor, I’m sorry. He’ll absolutely roast you alive if you get over half of the questions wrong. “Hah?! How did you pass class with these grades?!” He’s smart but ruthless. Funnily enough, he’s still soft with you because you’re sat on his lap with his chin resting on your shoulder. “Alright, by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be able to calculate series in your sleep!” But when you finally get everything correct, it’s SO rewarding. Your boyfriend looks exceedingly pleased with himself and he hugs you from behind. “Good job. You finally did it. Now we can go on our dates like usual.”

✨Shouto✨ is very patient with you. He explains all of your errors and mistakes like a professor - a very boring one. Admittedly, his dull tone has made you doze off more than once. But the best parts are when you take breaks and his sister gives you two snacks. You’ve probably gained a pound from the amount of mochi she feeds you two. “Hm, maybe if we have the snacks at the end of the session you’ll be able to focus more…” Suddenly you’re able to argue with him in perfect broken English.

✨Deku✨ has the amazing ability to make you more confused than you initially were when you arrived. He spouts on and on and on about theories and random historians that developed the techniques or ideas. “Did you know that Aristotle- Y/N, are you paying attention?” Crap, was that drool on the corner of your mouth? “Oh, uhhh might’ve missed the past few minutes but I finished the worksheet.” He sheepishly laughs and scratches the back of his head, “Sorry, I’ll look over it for you.”

✨Kirishima✨ isn’t helping you; you’re helping him. It’s not that he’s a bad student, but that he lacks the will to apply himself and is a bad test taker. “So x equals 9?” After realizing how well he responds to constructive feedback, you smile. “Yes! You got that right!” He lets out a tired sigh, “Then why are my grades so low?” Poor baby looks like he wants to cry. You’ve never seen him in such low spirits so he must take this seriously. “You’re just a bad test taker. Try to relax, get sleep, and don’t stress too much!” Your advice really helps him out, so he treats you to a nice date.

✨Denki✨ is a clueless and helpless soul every time you two study together. Let’s face it, you’ve probably gotten dumber through spending time with him. “Why is English so stupidly hard?! Their, there, they’re. They sound the same!” You honestly have a hard time understanding the complex nature of the language, too. So, you both decide to watch Disney movies in only English. The best part is that you’ve both started to understand it more; the worst part is that Denki now also knows the songs in English.

✨Iida✨ has been waiting for this moment. Honestly, he’s been fantasizing about studying with you because he loves the aesthetic. The possibility of you having trouble and then him needing to lean in? And then you bumping heads and laughing together?? Yeah, he’s a nerd through and through. So don’t be surprised when you ask him for help that he exclaims “Yes! I have a weekly schedule planned out” and then the library is booked for only you two.

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[konaimamaz]

fluff stuff ;)

izuku midoriya

thinking of the familiar, impossibly tall and beautiful, fluffy green haired individual always at your beck and call for anything you try to do, pulling you down if you get up without warning, asking if you need help with anything.

the poor baby does follow you like a puppy, but he cant help it. you're just so pretty and he wants you to be treated like a total princess. he cooks nearly every night for you, something he forced himself to learn so you wouldn't have to.

izu does everything despite how busy he is, laundry, dishes, cleaning, you name it. he does it all.

but some nights, poor baby izu is tired coming home from a long day or days of work, and just decided that maybe his work at home can wait til' tmmr, and that he can catch some shuteye.

it doesn't, and when he wakes up the next morning, poor boy is so confused. rubbing his sleepy eyes that have begun to form evidence of his neglected sleep underneath them.

"hey, goodmorning honey. oh. did i fall asleep? shit, sweetie, im sorry."

he rubs the back of his curls and stands there looking so cute, he eyes the sink that he remembered coming home to with a few dishes in it, and remembering how your binge watching session had left pillows and blankets, from the couches and chairs on the floor.

mail that has been left on the coffee table had been removed, and the floors were smooth, compared to the night before. you had done all of his chores for him. his mind replaced the old memory of the house, seeing it cleaned by you, it made him love you all the more, (if that was even remotely possible,) knowing that you cared more for his rest, sleep and wellbeing than having him cater to you 24/7.

"why are you apologizing, zizu? you needed a break. plus it was nice to feel useful around he-"

and before you can finish what you're saying, hes pulled you in for a kiss whispering "i love you's" and mushy, adorably sweet things like that with his forehead pressed against yours, and a small smile on his face as he caresses your cheek with one of his thumbs, the other supporting your ribcage as he gently pulled you towards him.

some things never change. and deku's selflessness is definitely one of those things.

#bnha izuku #izuku #izuku midoriya #mha #my hero academia x reader #izuku x reader #fluff #deku fluff #izuku fluff

[raidenssblog]

I love you

Deku X male reader

Genre: fluff

pronouns: male/ or not mentioned

Warnings: none

Summary: deku comes to you house just to cuddle.</3

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_–_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_

You were laying on your bed just scrolling on your phone after you relaxed from school. You were tired from today's training.

Bakugo took it upon himself to fight you. Not that you weren't strong enough to fight him, you were just exhausted.

You were pulled from your daydream by a small knock on the door. Getting up and walking over you pull open the door to reveal your green haired boyfriend.

"Hey love. What are you doing over here?"you asked, pulling him into your chest.

"Nothing I just wanted to ask if I could stay over here tonight" he replied nuzzling into your chest. You laugh slightly at his cute behaviour and pulled him inside your home.

"My parents aren't home until next week. So you can stay over as long as you like." You said with a smile while leading your boyfriend up to your bedroom.

"A-alright. Thank you m/n" the boy stuttered out. Now opening your bedroom door, you pulled him in and closed the door.

Izuku flopped down on your bed and began taking off his coat, shoes and gloves, seems that tonight was extremely cold.

Once everything was taken off, you jumped into the large warm bed and opened the blankets for him.

The boy hummed and climbed in without a bother thought. You both were laying on your sides and Izuku's face rested near your chest. Legs tangled together, your body heat gave so much comfort to the small boy.

You rubbed small shapes onto his back as he sighed. Muscles relaxing and breathing evening out.

"Hmmm, thank you" izuku said breathing in your scent. "What for love?" "For letting me come in and relax here" he said shifting closer to you.

You didn't say anything but you pulled him as close as you could.

You didn't need to say anything. But before you both drifted off to sleep, you softly patted his head and whispered "goodnight, I love you izuku"

Green eyes looked up at yours and smiled. "I love you to the ends of the earth" he said a giggled, nuzzling into your chest again.

I smile played on both of your faces as you drifted off to sleep peacefully with your love in you arms.

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Lmao sorry this is kinda crap. I'm at a friend's house. But have a lovely day and my messages are open <333

-Raiden

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[paralyze-fic]

Paralyze.

Chapter 66

After our supplementary classes, we were dead tired and all I wanted was to just go to sleep, but we still had to walk to the dorm. And when we arrived, Eijiro was the one who opened the door.

Everyone turned to look at us, "The supplementary classes ended for today. We can actually participate now!"

We already knew what had been decided, that's why Uraraka asked Jiro if she wasn't going to sing. But Eijiro, Mineta and Aoyama said that they could sing too, and my ears were ringing after they demonstrated their vocal abilities.

It wasn't bad, but it wasn't good either. Especially Mineta, he was just screaming nonsense.

"I want to hear Jiro-chan singing," I said out loud over their voices, and their eyes were suddenly shining bright.

"We want too! We're counting on you!"

And, when Jiro-chan started singing...

I felt like I've been blessed. A goddess was singing for us.

After that, some things were being discussed, like the guitarists. I just sat aside on one of the couches, falling asleep every five minutes.

"(M/n)-kun..." My eyes opened and Izuku was in front of me, I looked around and realized the rest were still deciding things.

"Umngh, what Deku?" I whispered rubbing my right eye.

"You'll be in the dancing team or the stage team?" My mind was deciphering what he had asked me.

Both sounded really tiresome, but the stage team seemed to be more difficult, so I made a quick decision.

"Dance..." Izuku nodded and went to talk with Mina, she seemed happy about me being in the dancing team, but I just wanted to sleep.

At ten o'clock everything was decided. And that made me think 'thank god tomorrow is Saturday.'

As soon as Iida announced it, I got up and hopped into the elevator with Katsuki following me. Only the two of us were here, and when the door closed, Katsuki held my face making me look at him.

The next thing I knew was that Katsuki had jumped on me and was kissing me hungrily, his teeth bit down on my bottom lip, getting a wince out of me and he smirked against my lips. My hands grabbed onto his thighs and I pressed him against the elevator wall behind him, parting his lips with my tongue. Katsuki moaned and played with my hair, pushing me closer to him.

But the ding the elevator does when it stops made me pull back and set him down on the floor. I walked out, hearing Katsuki's confused 'Huh?', which made me chuckle.

"Wait, bastard!"

//////

It's ten-thirty and I can't sleep.

Ironic, right? A while ago I was falling asleep standing and now I can't fucking close my eyes.

Katsuki was lying beside me on my bed, facing the wall and his back towards me fast asleep, so I got up and sat on my desk chair, turning on my laptop. I was checking some of my social media accounts for a while, when I decided to listen to some music, because I hate being in silence. So I plugged my (ear/head)phones, and searched around in Spotify for a song I felt like listening to. I hummed along with the rhythm, and I glanced over my shoulder at Katsuki.

He had been still for a while, making me assume he had fallen asleep, with all the extra classes he had for the provisional licence it was obvious he was tired. So I thought, why not? Katsuki is kind of a heavy sleeper, so he wouldn't wake up immediately.

And I started singing in a rather quiet tone.

I spent quite a while singing to myself, liking memes and sharing funny videos until the clock hit eleven-fifty. By that time I was yawning more than I was singing, so I turned off my laptop and unplugged my already-charged phone. I got in bed with Katsuki, and hugged him from behind, sighing with happiness and relief, nuzzling my face on the back of his neck, pecking it softly.

"I love you, Katsuki."

And as my eyes closed, I heard Katsuki mumble something.

"Love you too."

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The next morning, Katsuki wasn't with me when I woke up, so I sat up and looked around, soon yawning and stretching.

...I'm gonna take a shower.

I picked up a change of clean and comfy clothes before walking into my bathroom.

The warm water of the shower almost made me fall asleep again, but after tapping my cheeks a few times, I managed to finish my shower, dried myself and got dressed.

I grabbed my phone and walked out of my room. When I entered the elevator, I turned on the WiFi. And right as I did, my phone started buzzing nonstop. It scared me. I never had this many notifications. But when I checked them, I saw they were all from Class 1-A group chat.

I couldn't really scroll to the top of the conversation because when I walked out of the elevator, a loud shriek made me look up.

The girls were surrounding me...

Why? What's happening? This is scary.

"(M/n), you're awesome!" Mina yelled jumping around me, I just stared at her with a confused look on my face.

"Why didn't you tell us, (L/n)-san?" Yaomomo said in an excited yet soft voice, my confusion growing even more.

"Tell you what?"

"Ah! Who would have thought that you were that talented, (L/n)-kun!" Uraraka exclaimed lifting her arms above her head.

"(L/n)-chan really is amazing, ribbit."

I had enough, "Can any of you tell me what are you talking about?" They stayed silent and then turned to look at Jiro.

She had a smile on her face while looking down at her phone, one of her buds plugged into it. Jiro looked up at me, unplugging her bud and then-

"Are you on the square? Are you on the level? Are you ready to swear right here, right now before the devil?"

I recognized the song, but most importantly...

That was my voice!

"Wha-?!" My face heated up and I covered it with my arms, walking backwards until I felt the elevator door behind me.

"That's talent!" Sero yelled, making me groan.

"You should be a professional singer, (M/n)!" Now it was Kaminari.

"How did you...?" I left my question unfinished when I remembered who was with me at the time.

Katsuki, you-

"Bakugou shared an audio of somebody singing, and then a video of you because we thought he found it from an actual singer," I glanced around, looking for Katsuki.

He was on one of the couches, smirking, but looking away. I was about to walk towards him when a hand stopped me.

Jiro was holding me, "And then, he gave a great idea."

Why do I have a bad feeling about that idea?

"You can sing with Kyoka-chan at the Festival!" Uraraka said excitedly. I just stared at them. The five girls in front of me were looking at me with hopeful eyes, and I couldn't deny it to them when Jiro smiled at me shyly.

"Alright..."

Not just the girls, but the boys also yelled out a 'Yes!', making me cover my face with my hands.

You'll pay for this Katsuki.

#paralyze fic #bakugou katsuki fanfic #bakugou x male #bakugou x male reader #male reader #reader insert #x reader

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wheres the body

TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDE

Izuku "Deku" Midoriya is missing and Katsuki is going to find him. Little does anyone know he's actually dead.

MONDAY

Izuku:

Sobbing is the only noise to be heard in the forest. It's desolate. Almost like the animals see Deku the same way he and the rest of the world see him. He’s been so tired. So done. He thought about asking for help. Things have been getting worse. But then he remembered that he was quirkless. Then he realized the “help” he would get being quirkless. 

There’s a reason no one wants to help people like me. We’re a cancer to society. I would be doing the world a favor by ending it all now.  

At this thought, his sobs get far louder and heavier. He tugs at his hair but that does nothing to comfort him. He digs the heels of his palms into his eyes as if he can plug his ducts and force himself to stop. He can’t. He hates this. He can only think of one way to make it stop. And it's the very thing that's brought him to his old childhood romp. He thought about doing it Kacchan’s way but knew if he did, Kacchan might get into trouble given the boy's wording earlier that day.

A small but vicious part of him wants to throw himself off a building just so that his childhood friend would be forced to live with it. To acknowledge his part in what he's about to do. He squashes that part of himself quickly though and feels disgusted with himself for ever having such a thought. And besides, he’d really prefer for his body to not traumatize some innocent bystander. Still audibly sobbing he stands up on shaky legs and with shaky hands, he ties the rope. Then with his shaky body, he forces the small stool he brought out from under his feet and dangles and sways with his final shaky breath. 

Katsuki:

“Take a swan dive off the roof and pray you’ll be born with a quirk in your next life!”

 Katsuki faces his ceiling and replays his vile words over and over. He regretted saying it the moment those words fell from his tongue. 

Of course, I don’t actually want Deku to die! It just came out! He knows that. And it's not like he’s ever listened to any of my bullshit anyways. As badly as he wants to take those words back apologizing isn’t an option. The least I can do is back off. And with this thought, he closes his red eyes and sleeps peacefully. 

Inko:

“1-1-0 what’s your emergency?” The operator's calm voice is met with hysterical crying and a frantic response. 

“My *sob* my baby- my son! He is-isn’t home yet *sob* and-and I thought he may b-be out with fr-frie-*sob*-friends but i- he- he’s never gone this long an-*sob*-and he–”

“Okay, ma’am I’m going to ask you to breathe. I am going to file a missing persons report. We’ll find your son.” The green-haired woman stays on the phone and overloads the operator with information on her baby. Once the line is dead she leaves a message to her currently sleeping best friend and leaves the house to search. She thought briefly of staying in case he returned but decided to leave a note. 

“If you see this Izuku call me. I'm worried. Love you, Mama.” She doesn't receive any calls that night. 

TUESDAY

Katsuki:

The next day in class is quiet. Unnervingly quiet in Katsuki’s opinion. There's no incessant mumbling, no pathetic sobs, no taunts, no fighting. Nothing. It's normal. Until it isn’t. Where’s the nerd? He ignores the growing pit in his stomach. The unsettling quiet is disrupted by the annoying ringing that all classroom phones have. 

“Bakugou. Grab your things and head to the office. Your mom’s here.” Huh? Shouldn’t the hag be at work? The fuck is she doing here for? He does as he’s told silently. The quiet has spread from environment to person. The walk to the office feels all too short as he’s wrapped up in the day's oddities.

Everything feels wrong. I guess it's just one of those days. He solidifies a scowl on his features and steels himself for whatever awaits him on the other side of that door. Mom never takes me outta school. Whatever's up is gonna be ugly. Nothing he imagined could have or would have prepared him for what he was faced with. 

“Want ice cream, kiddo?” 

What the hell is going on. She’s taking me out of school for ice cream? And she didn’t yell? Did she just ask nicely? And what’s with kiddo? It’s usually brat! 

“Sure” Mitsuki smiles softly at her boy. This rattles him beyond anything else that’s bothered him today. Something seriously bad must have happened. The pit in his stomach widens. 

Inko:

Crossing the threshold separating home from outside world, the formally bright woman doesn’t bother turning the lights on. Instead, she moves through the darkness and checks her phone. Nothing. She had searched all night long and yet still she turns up empty. 

“Izuku? Are you home, honey?” She’s met with a static silence. Like the quiet is moving, spreading, and infecting. She comes down with it too. No longer are her cries loud and wrenching. She's far too tired to emote so wholeheartedly. Slouching near the couch on the floor, the most she can manage are quiet neverending tears. They are fat and hot as they fall and separate, covering her face. The small home feels all too large. Too quiet, too dark, too hollow, too lonely. She sits in it all until sleep takes its hold. 

Katsuki:

Eyes wide, lungs unbreathing, heart pounding. “What?” He vaguely registers his ice cream melting in its cup as he finally manages a response. His parents give each other a sad look before responding. 

“Izuku’s gone missing. After this we’re going to check on Auntie. We wanted to break the news to you before going over.” His dad places a supportive hand on his shoulder. 

“Take a swan dive…” He wouldn’t. Would he? No way. He would never. Besides someone would have found his body! The useless fucker must have gotten himself lost or kidnapped or something! 

“C’mon. Eat up.” his mother's words are short. To the point. But her voice and her eyes are filled with a softness that he never thought she was capable of. She’s feeling grateful to have her son. 

Inko:

“Inko? Inko, wake up hon.” Mitsuki?  

“How’d you get in?” My throat hurts.  

“We knocked. But when you didn't answer we got worried and let ourselves in. You didn’t lock the door.”

“Oh.”

“Let’s get you up, yeah? The floor can’t be that comfortable. At least on to the couch.” Without responding she lets herself be supported by the married couple. Her dull eyes catch the youngest in the room. He looks a bit pale and his demeanor is far meeker than he’s supposed to be. He’s quiet. 

“Masaru and I are gonna get lunch ready okay? You just relax.” With those words, the pair took to the kitchen. It's only then that she notices the grocery bags. They didn't have to go through all this trouble…  

“Have a seat, Katsuki. You look drained.” The sounds from the kitchen make her feel better. It sounds like life. “Don’t worry. They’ll find him.” He does as he’s told without so much as a nod to the woman. 

“I know you two haven’t always gotten along but that doesn’t mean you can’t care. I know you’re worried. And I know ‘Zuku’ll appreciate you being concerned for him. It’ll be okay.”

It will be okay. Honestly, I don’t think I'm saying this so much for Kat. More for myself. But I feel better. More certain. I can’t give up. The dead in her eyes is suddenly replaced with renewed resolve and fresh tears. She’s able to sob again. Doesn’t sound like an improvement but it makes her feel better. Katsuki awkwardly hugs the woman.

“Auntie. You listen real fucking close okay. I’ll find him. I swear I’m gonna find him and drag his ass back home.”

Inko supposes they’re both feeling determined now. Good. The Bakugous stayed with Inko that night. She appreciated the company. 

WEDNESDAY

Katsuki:

School continues the next day just as quietly but far slower. Granted, he actually has to stay the entire day this time. It’s difficult for Katsuki to concentrate. How can he when his search officially starts today? The missing person flyers in his bag weigh on his mind like a ton of bricks. He looked yesterday with his dad. His mom went with Inko. They looked in pairs until dinner. Their goal for staying with Auntie is to make sure she’s taking care of herself. They think they should leave the looking to the police. 

Once school is let out Katsuki begins to wander. Where would Deku be off to that would get him lost like this? In other words, he has no idea where to begin looking. It’s been so long since the two have had an actual conversation so, of course, he wouldn’t know where to look. There's a faraway crashing sound and a plume of smoke.

Heroes! Of course! If there's one thing I know about the shit nerd it’s his freaky obsession with heros! The jerk probably ran off to be a hero groupy or something! And so Katsuki runs toward the commotion. The scene is chaotic but not in an abnormal-I’m-in-imminent-danger way. Just a large crowd of people all trying to get a glimpse of the action.  He pulls out one of the flyers and starts asking the crowd goers. He’s often met with two different responses. The first, an uninterested shake of the head as the person is in a hurry to get back to the fight and the second response is a pitiful expression and an apology. The former response pisses him off and the latter also pisses him off. He’s trying to find a missing kid. The least these losers can do is pay attention. And as for the others, he doesn't want or need their pity. Pity is for the weak and if there is one thing Katsuki refuses to be it’s weak. 

The fight is over, the villain is captured, the crowd is starting to disperse, and still no sign of Deku. So he takes a big breath in and: “Deku!” No one calls back. Another breath. “Deku!” Nothing. Shit. This Place is gonna completely clear out. If he’s here I need to find him. Another breath. “M-Midoriya!” He pauses, waiting, expecting a small surprised “ Kacchan? ” Instead, he feels a heavy hand on his shoulder. Definitely not that puny green bean. He turns quickly to get the stranger's hand off of him. 

“Heard you looking for a Midoriya?” Katsuki pauses. The man's expression is set like a brick wall. It’s cold, hard, and jagged looking. The gravel in his voice matches.

“Yeah. You seen this kid?” He holds the flyer up. This guy might be weird but if he has information on where he is then Katsuki can endure one conversation. 

“Why ya looking for ‘im?” Ex-fucken-scuse-me that is none of your weird nosey bald business you–

“He’s missing. His mom’s been looking for him for two days. So you got any information on where he might be or not?!”

“Nah. I haven’t seen the kid in a while.” Katsuki has had quite enough of this conversation.

Stupid bastard pulling me along by a string just to be absolutely NO fucking help. Great!  

“But I can help you find him.” Katsuki pauses, having trouble processing what he could possibly mean by that.  “Quit staring and pass me that flyer in yer hand.” His eyes relax into a glare but he does what he’s told. 

“This is mostly good. Get rid ‘a this here then email it to me. Here's my info.” Katsuki’s eyes focus first on where the man was pointing and then on the slip of paper being pushed at him. 

“You always carry around paper with your email on it, old man?” The man in question only chuckles a little at the accusation. Perhaps even sheepishly. “And why the hell should we take that out. He is quirkless. HEY! And how the hell do you know the nerd, anyways?!”

“I’m a cameraman for Channel Four. Ran into him a ton while villain chasing. I only talked to the kid cause he pushed me outta the way of a blast. Had half a mind to yell at ‘im till I saw some of the damage that woulda been me. After that I let him do a few of those bystander reports. He’s a familiar and pleasant face in crowds like these.” Katsuki feels something almost warm in his chest at this. If he didn’t know any better he would think it was awe or respect. But it isn’t. So the idiot managed to help another idiot. Doesn’t mean anything! “Im not the only one either. He’s got a shit ton of support. Among cameramen at least. And as for deleting the quirkless bit, that’s because no one’s gonna take this search seriously if you tell ‘em he’s quirkless. Hell, the bastard cops probably already threw the case in the garbage. Figure he’s already dead in a ditch somewhere. That’s just how our sucky society is right now, kid. A person's worth is measured by something as insignificant as a quirk.” He’s a little taken aback by this. He’ll admit that he is a little bit impressed that the boys managed to make connections with not only this wacko but from the sounds of it most news crews. And yet that loser doesn’t have a single friend at school. Katsuki decides to latch on to the bit about quirkism.

“It’s not insignificant! Look at All Might! He’s got a great quirk and-”

“And All Might is part ‘a that lucky twenty-something-percent that gets to be a hero. The rest are regular people who aren’t even allowed to use their power anyways. But as soon as someone see’s that insignificant status that is required for any official documents it’s over. If you wanna save your friend, delete his quirk status.” He’s silent at this. He knows it’s true but it's difficult to think about. The only reason anyone tolerates him is his quirk. It’s the only reason his dumb extras hang around. He doesn’t care about them, doesn’t even like them. But it makes him uncomfortable knowing that they don’t really like him, that they aren’t really friends.

If that's the case then… Am I actually that much better? That different? Of course, the blonde pushes these thoughts away immediately. I am. And I always have been . 

“Fine. I’ll fix it and send it to you or whatever. Then what? How are you supposed to help?” He snatches the contact information.

“I’m sending it to every local news station thats ran into the kid. That’s pretty much all of them. There’s people behind the scenes that’ll fight to push the story as hard as possible. He’s gonna be a big deal until he’s found.” 

“You… said you villain chase?” His eyebrows raise in response. Katsuki doesn’t need verbal confirmation. “Can I come with you for the rest of today?” He found out in the news van that the man's name is Shin. 

There was someone who was my friend before. Huh. The Nerd, Midoriya, was not at any of the other villain fights.

THURSDAY

Inko:

Turning on the news that morning left Inko with a lot of feelings. Hope, sadness, confusion. Lots of confusion. Why… how is Izuku on the news? Not only on the news but all over it! She glances at the youngest Bakugou. Their family won’t leave her alone. The four are taking turns. They would stay in the Midoriya household for a few days. Then when it was time to go home for showers and to sleep in their own beds, they drag the woman along with them and she stays at their house until it is time to go back and the whole thing starts over again. Once Marsuru and Mitsuki left for work and the house was quiet she brought up the news. Katsuki, who is getting ready for school, stops what he's doing to respond. 

“He… He knew- knows a ton of them. The whoever’s that run things or whatever. I mean news crews. He met them while chasing villains like the danger-seeking idiot he is. But I guess it worked out this time.” And then he’s back to focusing on the day ahead of him and getting ready for school. They ended up leaving the house together. I want to see if the police have any new information.

Katsuki:

He’s still fucking missing. Fuck. Concentrating in class is still difficult but not as bad as yesterday for Katsuki. He sent the email last night with the new poster and sure enough, Izuku’s face was all over the T.V. that morning. Maybe that's why he can concentrate now. Because he has help with his search. He was once again faced with the reality that he was somewhat impressed that his nerd had managed to make such strong connections with various news crews. Because really who the hell else has connections like that? Now that the green-haired boy's face is famous he’s suddenly become the talk of the school. Some classmates would chuckle to themselves and comment something about him being hate-crimed. Others suddenly cared very much for the boy.

Quit your crying you attention whore. Last time you saw him you didn’t even know he had a name that wasn't Deku. He would love to snap at all of them but it would make him hypocritical. He had been an asshole to Midoriya too and now he was leading the search for the boy. Damn. I’m probably the biggest hypocrite here. 

Class ends and he makes his way to the exit. Okay. The fuckin news guys are gonna handle the search at villain fights so… Where should I look now… Where else would he go…  Merch shops! The nerd has a ton of hero merch in his room! Unless he bought it online… Doesn’t matter! Just look!

And off the explosive goes. He starts at the one closest to school. It’s filled to the brim with kids his age. A few times Katsuki thinks he might have found Midoriya but each time he is wrong. After a while he’s sure the boy isn’t here. He makes his way to the register with one of the posters in hand. 

“Hey. You seen this kid?” For some reason, he’s feeling a little sick. He’s scared to get his hopes up.

“No. Sorry.” The nerves deflate a bit but it isn’t satisfying in the least. 

“Can you put this up?” 

“Sure.” and with that, he’s off to the next merch store. The process repeats three more times before he gets an idea. Or maybe more of a thought. He wouldn’t want to be caught by jackass classmates. Somewhere far enough that no one from school would be there but close enough to get there and home before his mom can worry. Would he spend money on the train for this? Or is there somewhere far enough but still within walking distance? For once Katsuki is faced with a terrible case of analysis paralysis. He really doesn't know where to go or what to do from this point. Stop being dumb and do something! He pulls out his phone:

Me: Where’d he get his All Might shit?

Auntie: Language. He likes a store in Naruhata. I’m not sure what specific store though. 

Me: Thanks. 

And with that Katsuki hops onto the first train to Naruhata. He has the monthly pass. Immediately upon getting off the train a shop catches his eye. There. It has to be this one ! He makes his way over to the shop. It’s small looking from the outside and smaller feeling on the inside. The owners seemed to have felt the need to cram as much merchandise as possible into the little building. Because of this Katsuki is having to squeeze between people and racks and displays. He is sure that the place is nearing its capacity if it hasn’t reached it already. How is a place so rinky-dinky and small so damn busy? It doesn’t matter really. No one in the shop or near it is Midoriya so once again he makes his way to the register. 

“You seen him?” To the point as ever. 

“That's Izuku! I usually see him on Mondays and Wednesdays. He didn’t come this week though. I- I saw on the news…” Katsuki Takes in the cashier's appearance. She has light brown hair. It's cut short enough to still be put into a small low ponytail and covering her forehead are bangs. Her eyes are big and chocolate brown. Whatever she has on for bottoms is hidden by the register station. At the mention of Midoriya, purple hyacinths burst from the styled brown. Flower quirk. Yeah. She looks like she'd have a flower quirk. She picks them off her scalp slowly and in thought, she begins to speak.  

“He’s pretty much the only one who gives me any respect, you know?” Of course I know. He’s nothing if not nice and respectful of every damn person he comes across.  

“I mean I work here for a reason! But so many of the people who come in here take one look at me and just know that I don’t belong. A lot of them try to prove it when they get to the register. Not Izuku though. When he comes in and we talk it’s never about him asserting his hero info over mine. He actually wants a conversation! And man does he know a thing or two about heroes! He’s a genius analysis! But I’m sure you know that already! I guess I’m rambling! Sorry…” In a way, the girl reminds Katsuki of Midoriya–

“Wait you call him Izuku? You were really that close?” He can’t help the spark of jealousy in his chest. 

“Yeah- I mean Kind of- I mean he has been coming in and talking to me for the past like… Three years now. I think. It's like roughly three years.” It’s then that Katsuki realizes that while he has known the same boy for far longer, he spent that time creating a rift. And now he is starting to think about it and can’t quite understand why. He knows why he thought he was doing it.

Because the idiot was looking down on me. But then he remembers “Of course I know. He’s nothing if not nice and respectful of every damn person he comes across.” He can feel the conflicting thoughts manifesting in his body. Maybe I was wrong. After I find him I’ll talk to him. If he’s still looking down on me then he’s dead meat. If not then maybe we can be friends again.  

“Can I have that poster? I’ll hang it up here. That way everyone’ll see it.” He hands it to her wordlessly and turns to leave. 

“Wait!” He turns back around. “What's your name?” He pauses for a moment. Ever heard of stranger danger, moron? Then he remembers getting into Shin’s news van. Plus the nerd trusted her and it was fine.  

“Bakugou Katsuki.”

“Call me Hana.” She hands him a freshly grown Daffodil with a small and sympathetic smile. What a lazy name. He takes the flower and leaves the shop with pinkening cheeks. He went to a few other merch shops in the area but the day ended the same as the others. No luck. 

FRIDAY

Katsuki:

Another day has passed and Izuku still hasn’t been found. The determination that's been in Inko’s and Katsuki’s eyes has started to fade. Not fully gone but slowly re-dwindling. Auntie went to the station yesterday and even with his stupid-freckly-dumb-face all over the damn place, no one's seen him! Tough shit! So no one spotted him yet, it doesn't mean I get to just give up. All it means is he’s still out there waiting to be found.

The school day was over in the same quiet blur as always and before he knew what he was doing he found himself at the train station again. This time he rode to the beach. He walked on the sand following the line where land and salty water meet. The place stunk and was littered with junk. Just in front of him, he sees a group of four seagulls fighting over some moldy crust. What a shit-hole. But he continued his walk anyway. Continuing to take the steps he remembers from childhood. And there it is. The small patch of sand is free of debris and seagull fights. It’s a lonely clearing. The wind and cloud coverage serves to further Katsuki’s impression of the empty spot. No green eyes. No little brats either. No one. He sits there for a little while longer before heading back to the station. 

Leaving the clouds behind him, this time he rides to their shared dream school. Here there isn’t a cloud in the sky. It’s huge… He can’t help but marvel at the place. This is where I’m meant to be.  

“Hey, You can’t just loiter around here. Scram.” Why is Present Mic hanging on that hobo?

“I’m not loitering. A) I’m a future student so suck it. B) I’m looking for my fr-friend. He wants to be a hero more than anything so I thought he might’ve disappeared to here. You’ve probably seen him on the news or whatever but take this. He’s obsessed with heroes so if you see him do him a favor and send him home.” Do I get to call him that? Fuck it. He shoves the same stupid flyer at Present Mic. Katsuki's hands are immediately in his pockets and he’s quick to turn away and start for the station only to pause. 

“And maybe tell the other heroes in the area or whatever” He continues his walk to the station again. The sun is just starting to set. 

He passes his house. He passes The Midoriya house. He continues to the playground they used to play at together. A few little kids are running around and horsing around together. On the benches are a few parents. He pauses midstep towards the structure. What am I doing? He isn’t there. And so he maneuvers past the play structure to an all too familiar fence. While the fence is definitely old it's easy to see where the city fixed it after he exploded it when he was a kid. Still old but newer looking. That was the day when things between us really went downhill…  

Katsuki climbs over the fence this time and starts his stroll through his former stomping grounds. He pushes the thick shrubbery away from himself while forcing his way down an overgrown path. He makes it to the river from his childhood, or what was left of it, slowly. The log he and his friends used to cross was broken and lying partially in the dried river bank. In place of the lively water he remembered, was barely a puddle. He continues his trek into the wood. The places that used to be theirs in a sense are the last places he can think to look. It’s why he went to their old beach spot and their shared dream school today as well. Looking at their relationship at the time of the freckled one's disappearance Katsuki fully expects to find absolutely no one here. Why the hell would he go somewhere significant to us when any real friendship between us died like ten fucking years ago? But he goes back to ducking under trees and pushing shrubbery anyways. Then he knocks into something. 

Somethings? Did it feel like two? Katsuki hears the object or objects swaying as a result of him bumping into them. He first takes in the color. Dingy and dusty red shoes were sadly dangling in his eye line. Reluctantly, fearfully, and slowly he brings his gaze further up. He’s faced with a familiar uniform. It’s stretched and ripping like the body it had adorned put on sudden weight, no time to change. Then an almost familiar freckled face. The boy's face is discolored with how bloated it is and shiny as if he was sweaty and there's fluid leaking from his nose and mouth. Finally, his eyes landed on a familiar set of forest-like curls, darkened and smothered by grease and grime as they are. 

There is no denying who this young boy is despite how badly Katsuki wishes he could. Hanging lifelessly in front of him was the very person he had been tirelessly searching for. His mouth opens to scream but as far as he can tell he makes no sound. He’s dead, he’s dead, he’s dead! Oh, fuck-shit-bitch, god dammit, what the fuck! What do I do?! He does the only thing a person can. He calls 1-1-0. 

He mindlessly follows the operator's instructions. 

“Okay. I’m sending officers your way right now. Get to where they can find you. I know this is hard for you but you're going to have to take them to your friend, okay?” He grunts. It's the only acknowledgment he can offer that he’s registered their instructions. The operator tries talking to Bakugou but he hangs up.

I know what I gotta do now so I don't need you to keep blabbering. He makes it to the fence before he breaks. He feels his throat closing up and he covers the sobbing coming from his mouth as his knees give out. I never wanted you to die! How the hell am I Supposed to tell auntie? He gives a particularly harsh cry at the thought of Inko Midoriya. Fuck. No. No time for the emotional bullshit. He does the best he can to get a grip and jumps the fence again to wait for the police on the street. 

Nothing can help Izuku because he’s been dead for what looks like days. He can’t hope anymore. It’s over. He’s gone.

#angst #hurt/no comfort #bakugou angst #suicide #inko midoriya #mitsuki bakugou #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha #masaru bakugou #inko and mitsuki are best friends #major character death #bnha

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Pranking Bakugo

Okay so pranking this dude is like trying to get those famous white tik tokers to not say a certain word. It is impossible every single prank pretty much got seen through and failed. Until finally you and the others in class 1-A came up with a perfect plan.

Step 1: Get him tired. This was easy enough since he run on energy like a engine and goes to bed like a grumpy old man.

Step 2: Make sure everyone is ready phone times reset. Clocks around the dorms also reset everything had to be just right.

Step 3: The most important step make sure Bakugo's clocks and phone clock and date were all reset. And that the curtains were all closed. So he could not see that it was night time.

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"This plan is going to work it is crazy it just might work." You said reading through the plan to the others as Midoriya looked nervous. "Y/n he is going to skin us all alive if this prank works." You nodded and set your phone aside. "Hope you got your will ready then."

It took a while to find the right curtains and put them all around the dorms. At first when Iida saw what was going on he genuinely thought you and the rest of the class were re-decorating or something. So he also got new pillows and table decor to match the curtains. "This color does go pretty nicely with everything, good choice class." He said looking at everyones handy work if only he knew plan one of the prank is complete.

Now someone just had to get a hold of bakugo's phone before bed when he was most tired. But he never let anyone touch it. Unless the person wanted to be blasted into next week. So who better else to be left with this task other than Kirishima or Izuku "I am shit bricks right now Y/n I am gonna-!"You slapped him lightly "Izuku get a grip this is your time to shine. I want to see you out there shinning bright like a fucking diamond. Fake it til' ou make it. Just remember your lines."

Nervously Izuku shuffled over towards Bakugo "Hey Bakugo can i call my mom on your phone?" Bakugo looked wide eyed and gave one of his ugly faces. "Go ask your damn friends nerd! And what the hell happened to your phone?!" Deku laughed awkwardly holding up a damaged replica of his phone. "I was training and it slipped out of my pocket so I nee-" Bakugo tossed his phone towards Izuku's face. "Just make it quick." Bakugo grumbled and went off into the kitchen. This was all going just as planned, you watch from a far with a grin.

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Bakugo went to sleep only to be woken up to Kirishima. "Dude what are you doing still sleeping?" Bakugo sprung up "The fuck you mean shit hair? It is only five A.M..." Checking his phone bakugo looked and confirmed. "See what I tell ya, five A.M on a Monday!" Kirishima shook his head as Bakugo paused for a moment. "Son of a bitch we got a hour to get ready for school! I thought it was Sunday today?" He angrily hissed as he started to get ready. He went down stairs and saw some other classmates getting ready also.

he finally sat down and stared to eat his breakfast with you and the others. "I can't believe shit hair only now just woke me up! I have to fucking rush to get ready now." He jabbed at his cereal as everyone hummed. "Well yeah it is Monday after all." Hakagure shrugged as Bakugo rolled his eyes "It was literally Saturday i remember cause i had a long work study shift that day. You idiots can't be serious!" He scorned as you held up your phone lock-screen. "See, it is six o'clock now and the day is Monday. Everyones phone is on that day including yours."

He gave a sour look as he glanced around the room. "Same here dude." Denki held up his phone showing the day and time. "That work study really must have worked you like a dog." He laughed as Bakugo spat back "Shut up dunce face!" He finished his cereal and went to go to the boys dorm bathrooms and brush his teeth.

"Bakugo why are you in your school uniform already? School is open for another four hours." He quickly shot his gaze towards Iida, who was still in his PJ set. "Four hour?! It is six something right now four eyes." Iida shook his head and pulled back a nearby curtain. "Bakugo it is still night maybe you had a funny drea-" Bakugo tossed his tooth brush back into it's place. "Those bastards tricked me!"

You, the Bakusquad, along with Hakagure and Tokoyami all chuckled amongst one another. The others woken up from all the commotion.

"What is going on...kuro?" Tsu yawned as her and Ochako came downstairs only to be met with yelling and shouting. They looked stunned as they saw Iida holding back a shouting Bakugo. "They pranked Bakugo." Midoriya mumbled nervously as the three watched. Sero was behind them recording and laughing his ass off. "World staaarrr."

"Y/N I"MMA KILL YOU!" You moved closer to him as everyone scrambled recording him "And I will be taking you with me. You just got PRANKED." It did not really end well there since everyone was shouting. Which later followed up with Mr, Aizawa giving you and everyone involved detention including Bakugo.

In detention:

"Why the hell do I gotta be here? I am the victim here, they pranked me!" bakugo pointed at you as Aizawa stared with his cold gaze. "Yeah and a decent yet annoying prank at that. You are here cause you did not even bother checking the curtains." Aizawa sighed as he sat at his desk and you shook your head. "Nope we switched out the sheer curtains for more thicker ones so no light can get through. And we also changed the time on all the clocks and our phones including Bakugo's." Aizawa listened intently and pursed his lips blankly

"They played you and gave you a run for your money this time. And you all gave me the run for my money by being stuck with you all. 20 laps around the halls here now, all of you."

"Yes sir Mr, Aizawa!"

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[vocalchvrds]

‘ you look a little tense. ’

That was the understatement of the fucking year. 

Tense, hell he was wound tighter than a rubberband around a bull's nuts. He was fit to be tied, muscles tight beneath the fabric of his shirt. He presses his lips together, teeth grinding and his jaw twitches. He dislikes crowds, unfamiliar faces set him on edge; this was why he was pushed for the underground. The limelight was something Shinsou never liked to be in; even in their high school days he preferred to work solo. He remembered telling class 1-A that he wasn’t interested in making friends but that only seemed to fuel the fire of his once classmates. Those were familiar faces, people he had forged bonds with but after graduation, he had thrown himself into the underground and the solidarity of it. It was something he was comfortable with- he was a different breed of hero than Katsuki was. 

Katsuki Bakugou, the Great Explosion Murder God: Dynamight. The brazen rookie who was quickly climbing the ranks and closing in on the top three. He had big ambitions and certainly wasn’t quiet about it. He was flashy, strong, and determined. Everything that Shinsou wasn’t. He feels the collar of his suit get tighter around his neck, a noose that was certainly choking him as the seconds ticked by. He knew what he had agreed to; remembers the phone call that roused him from a rare night of sleep. He remembers how Katsuki had just laid it all out on the table that night, bitching to him about needing a plus one to this stupid gala and everyone else had their dates. Even Deku had someone on his arm that night and Katsuki would have dug up a dead body and slapped a suit on it before asking that nerd. Hitoshi was a close contender for that corpse. 

He suddenly wants to run, to get back into that stuffy limo and beg the driver to take him back to his shit-hole apartment on the edge of the city. He wanted nothing more than to collapse into his mattress, into his nest of blankets and pillows and try to fall asleep to the rain ASMR he often played on his TV via youtube and never show his face until his phone chimed with a new message of his new mission. His hand tightened around Bakugou’s wrist, chest rising and falling in rapid succession as he tries to quell his nerves. Bakugou deserved someone better; fake dating or not. He knew the tabloids would have a field day with the shots of the two of them. He should be better, more composed. Bakguou deserved to be photographed with someone suave, confident and yet Hitoshi was sure he looked like a feral cat, eyes wide and panicked in the flashes of the paparazzi. 

“-- No.” 

He wheezed, forcing his voice through the chokehold of his collar. His resolute steels then, determination making those lavender hues nearly glow. He knows what the tabloids will say; how Shinsou had to have used his quirk to beguile the blonde into letting him into the gala. How else would a low-life hero get access to a swanky soiree? He lets out a slow breath, lashes casting a shadow across his high cheekbones as he lets tired lids fall over before they open with purpose. He stands, back straightening before allowing his hand to rest at the small of Bakugou’s back. He has an inch on him, height-wise, but he stands as if he’s seven feet tall. His face smoothes out into a mask he’s learned to wear through years of disassociation. His eyes hold a mischievous gleam, playful and almost flirtatious in his gaze. He urges the blonde forward, making sure to keep close to his side. 

“We’re going to enjoy this evening and when its over, you owe me until I’m dead and in the ground.” 

#this was long im so sorry; #ic; #memes; #answered;

[cloudwaeve]

Truth or dare

They are all a bit high from exaustion

Mina: So, Midoriya, truth or dare?

Deku: Hm...? Ah, truth.

Mina: Tell me how was your and Bakubro's first kiss?

Deku, blushing a bit but still too tired to react that much: W-why?

Mina: Just curious, really. Kirishima's and mine was chaotic because we accidentaly activated our quirks in the middle of it, by the way.

Deku: Oh...

Kirishima, overhearing from the couch where he was talking with a sleepy and grumpy Bakugo: Hey!

Mina: *winks at him*

Kirishima: *turns back to Bakugo while blushing*

Mina, with a small loving smile on her lips, looking back at Deku: so?

Deku: Uh... Kacchan bit my toungue... *realisation*

Deku, turning to Bakugo: Thinking better about it, why did you bit my toungue the first time we kissed?

Bakugo, replying imediatly and looking at Deku dead in tge eye: Why do you keep biting my neck every oportunity you get?

Bakugo and Deku: *staring at each other in silence*

Mina and Kirishima: *sigh*

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bakudeku #dekubaku #bkdk #katsudeku #u tell me wtf this iss #is* #mina gets talkative when sleepy even more than she already is #kirishima gets much calmer but have bad mood swings #deku gets tired of everything and just wants to sleep for the rest of his life but cant bc he keeps overthing ab everything when alone #bakugo's mind goes numb and he acts basically on instinct and has no filter and is much more sincere #just random headcanons I just thought ab but i think mina would be kind of the opposite she is usually #but oh well #bakudeku shit #bnha incorrect quote #bnha incorrect quotes #incorrect bnha #mha incorrect quote #incorrect mha #mha incorrect quotes #lmao

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「BNHA Boys and their relationship habits」

⤷ Bakugou him making tea/coffee for someone the way you like it. being close to each other while doing your own thing. a passionate kiss on the lips. movie marathons as he lightly caresses your thigh. he softening his eyes as he looks at you. doing each other’s tasks when there’s time; because you know the other one wouldn’t have time when got home. he wiping the rest of food from the corner of your lip when you’re eating.

⤷ Deku sleepily pulling you closer in his sleep. genuinely smiling as he remembers you during the day. praising everything you do. being your biggest supporter and fan. sharing fears, secrets and dreams; knowing the other is your safe haven. spend so much time together that the two of you end up picking up on each other’s quirks and mannerisms. writing cute notes. sharing songs.

⤷ Kirishima

he letting you try his food first. sharing utensils. allowing you to choose the movie to watch; even you choosing a movie he hates. long-term calls where you just keep each other company. him pulling you closer at night and muttering sleepily “i love you”. the kind of hugs you don’t want to let go of and you feel comfortable and warm.

⤷ Todoroki

waking up to the smell of ready-made coffee; he leans against the doorframe with a cup in his hand and smiles lazily at you when you wake up. cradling his head in the crook of your neck. he smirks when he sees you wearing his clothes around the house. he putting your photo as a wallpaper to cheer him up during the day.

⤷ Denki

he makes you smile and laugh so big it makes your cheeks and stomach ache. always looking for you when he enters the room. expensive dates at a restaurant because he wants to impress you but at the end of the date you end up buying ice cream at that corner ice cream parlor you both love. him picking up and carrying you to bed after you fall asleep elsewhere; but rather taking a cute picture of him to show you later. he taking you home and seeing you get in to safety. stay up at night and share secrets and silly jokes.

⤷ Tamaki

visiting old cafes. him carrying heavy things for you when needed. resting his hand on your thigh when he drives or sits beside you. cuddling under an umbrella in the rain because he doesn’t want you to get wet. sitting on a park bench and watching people in silence while enjoying each other’s presence. watching the rain run down the window while you drink a cup of hot chocolate or tea.

⤷ Shinsou

him laying his head in your lap. curling up in a blanket with you while watching a movie; he lightly caresses your skin or gives light kisses to your temple or forehead. he absently leaning his head on your shoulder when you're on the subway; sharing headphones while lightly stroking each other's hands. making lunch for work/school and putting out simple little love notes.

⤷ Hawks

he cooking your favorite foods and desserts for you when you feel sad or angry. him buying something because it reminds him of you. asking for your opinion on which outfit to choose. being the little spoon because he feels protected in your arms, as if nothing could ever reach him while you were there. unconsciously playing with your hair. taking distracted pictures of you because he thinks you are the most beautiful person in the world and he never tires of admiring your every detail.

⤷ Dabi

his scent lingering on your body when he hugs you. the quick kiss goodbye before running out the door. little looks that mean a lot. playfully telling someone he’s too busy then pulling you into his lap and kissing you passionately in front of everyone. hugs and hugs in the back. him unconsciously mimicking your movements after spending time with you.

⤷ Shigaraki

long, lazy hugs in bed. walking with little fingers intertwined. participating in each other’s hobbies. he’s adjusting the blanket over you when you’re sleeping. daily calls and sent messages. telling bad jokes to see you smile. badmouthing the people in the league. passionate kisses at random moments. marathon games or movies until 3am. quick looks. a protective hand on your lower back. kisses on the shoulder and neck.

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MHA Preference: What Makes Them Emotional (Pro Hero Edition)

I do not own MHA or it’s characters/ gifs not mine

Aizawa

1. Brushing/ styling his hair

Aizawa is a tired man. Once he gets off work he’s likely exhausted and just wants to relax or sleep. Sadly he has to take care of himself beforehand which is where you come in. If he’s truly exhausted you pull him into your lap, his head on your chest and simply brush his hair for him or gently braid/ tie it out of his face. Shota lives for moments like these 99% of the time he falls asleep like that. If you stop he gets angsty and pulls you to him

2. Falling asleep with his cat

Shota thought returning gone to see you or the cat asleep was cute enough but when he walks in to see you on the sofa with his cat sprawled out over your legs, he melts. You look so adorable not to mention how he feels more complete knowing that everyone is comfortable in his home. He’s torn between joining you and the cat and not wanting to wake you up. He will fall head over heels if you happen to do it again

3. Helping ease his workload

Shota has a huge amount of work at any given time. Sometimes all the stress gets to him and you feel like you’re stood idly behind doing nothing. So one day you decide to grade his students papers and clear his desk. It took a while but seeing the look on Aizawas face was worth it. He didn’t stop kissing you all evening, it means a lot to him knowing you help him behind his back when things get rough so he doesn’t have to do everything for once

Present Mic

1. Making him mixtapes of songs that remind you of him

Not only is he flattered beyond belief but he grovels at your feet trying to express how much it means to him. Be prepared to not leave his arms or escape his affection for the rest of the day. Hizashi somehow got more clingy after your gift and annoyed every staff member by playing the mixtape on loop. He will repay you tenfold by bringing in an arm full of tapes for you

2. Co-hosting his radio show

What better way than to end a Friday than playing music and hosting with his partner. Honestly he loves bringing you with him. He feels like he’s sharing his passion and life with you which puts him on cloud 9. Half of him hosting is talking about you and the other is asking your opinion or getting distracted by you. Hizashi has his hand on your thigh the entire time and begs you to join him next week

3. Initiating affection

Hizashi is huge on PDA though he usually initiates affection he is putty in your hands if you lean over and kiss him in public or sit on his lap in the staff room. He gets all blushy and smiley every single time. He loves being able to rest his head on your shoulder while you sit in his lap where he can work and press kisses to your neck. Do it back though and his eyes are hearts

Toshinori

1. Calling him a hero in his small form

Toshinori is so deeply insecure when he’s not in his all might form. He feels useless and unworthy and it’s something he wrestles with all the time. One evening after he finished training Deku, he came through the front door exhausted. Needless to say you dragged him off to bed to get some rest. His head lay across your chest as he was telling you about Izuku’s progress when you turned to him and said ‘you’re such a hero Toshi, you’ve helped so many people.’ He positively cried, he thought no one would see him as a hero anymore. You were healing a huge scar over his heart

2. Any act of care for him

Toshi was used to always caring about others and never himself. When you began caring for him he was beyond grateful. Even if it’s a small thing such as folding his clothes, bringing him lunch or asking if he’s doing okay is enough to set his heart alight, he cannot get enough. When it comes to bigger things such as nursing him back to health, tackling his workload or easing his mind he’s completely gone. Toshi can’t comprehend how you love him unconditionally and he never fails to thank you endlessly each time

3. Small compliments

This man is a mess for you. He adores everything about you and sees you as a gift he doesn’t deserve. It’s natural for him to blush scarlet red and cough up blood when you compliment him. Even something along the lines of ‘that jacket suits you’ will be enough to send him into a spluttering mess. (He will wear that jacket all the time as well). If you’re feeling extra sweet that day and decide to throw compliment after compliment at him he will not be able to compose himself. You make his world brighter

Hawks

1. Helping him care for his wings

Keigo’s wings go through a lot on a daily basis not to mention how damaged and dirty they get after a big fight. Him allowing you to touch and clean his wings is a huge symbol of trust. Not to mention the noises he makes when you run your fingers through them. Hawks loves when it comes to you caring for his wings, you’re gentle with them and their sensitivity makes it almost too much for him to handle. If you can’t help him with his wings he either puts it off or pouts until you give in. He just wants to be spoiled

2. Letting him be the small spoon

Despite it being a rare thing, sometimes all Keigo wants is to be held in your arms with your hands in his hair telling him how much you love him. He often faces you when he’s the small spoon so he can drape his wings everywhere and not have to worry. Sometimes he wraps them around you so you can’t physically leave him. Letting him rest in your arms is a breather for him and he’s so happy you’re his

3. Breaking down his schedule

Keigo loves sitting with you going through his schedule and planning days for dates, relaxing nights, etc. He also greatly appreciates when you find ways for his schedule to be manageable although he has to stop you from telling his agency to give him more free time. There’s a lot that comes with being a hero and he is so happy he’s found someone that understands and is willing to make his life easier

#aizawa x reader #aizawa headcanons #present mic x reader #present mic headcanons #toshinori yagi x reader #all might x reader #all might headcanons #hawks x reader #hawks headcanons #mha #mha headcanons