#ghost deku | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

pinkykats-place · 1 year

Text

BakuDeku supernatural au

AO3 Fanfic Recommendations

Disclaimers!

None of the stories linked on titles are mine.

Some contain mature content. Read tags.

Art work by @veve {twitter}.

Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!

Under the Full Moon

by shalia_earante

Summary: Katsuki is finally ready to propose courtship to his nerdy ghost Deku, but the boy is nowhere to be found!

One Shot | SFW

Werewolf Baku x Ghost Deku

A Cat Named Deku by silentsongbird

Summary: Bakugou begrudgingly takes in a stray cat that has been hanging around his home. He says he's motivated by the weather turning colder, but he just can't resist the little fur ball. One night, Deku decides to let him in on a little secret.

One Shot | No Quirks AU

Rated - Mature

Cursed Shifter Deku x Human Baku

Blood Oath by Kolista

Summary: “Being alive ain’t worth shit if you don’t got something to live for,” I tell her with a sneer.

“Yes,” she pauses with a knowing tilt to her head. “To bad I am not alive.”

I laugh at her then. A deep one that has my chest shaking and when I settle down a little I start to feel a bit woozy. Whatever the fuck that old man puts in that brown water he calls ale has finally caught up with me. Or so I think.

The vampire bitch leans in close to me. Those disgusting red tipped finger nails graze my inner thigh as she whisper in my ear, “you’re going to make such a fine pet once we’re done with you. I bet you look splendid with a collar wrapped tight around that pretty neck of yours.”

— — —

Or Baku is kicked out of his pack and forced to make it on his own. He doesn't get far before he's scooped up and held prisoner at The Shelter, a supernatural black market where you can purchase anyone for any price. Bakugou is purchased by Izuku, a vampire prince whose in need of a bodyguard and the enemy to Kat's people. Now he must choose between his people or the one person he's supposed to hate.

Complete | 40 Chapters

Rated - Explicit

Vampire Deku x Werewolf Baku

The Morning-After Pill Doesn't Work On Werewolves, You Damn Deku!

by greatcloudninja

Summary: “All Supes have a secondary gender separate from the regular gender spectrum: alpha, beta, and omega. Alpha Supes—even non-werewolves—develop knots. And omega Supes, even those who have male genitalia, develop certain characteristics as well… like the fact that all omega werewolves can get pregnant if they have sex with an alpha during the full moon.”

Recently-turned vampire Midoriya Izuku wakes up in a hotel room, naked and vulnerable to encroaching morning sunlight, with a stranger on the other side of the bed. Except the stranger isn't a stranger at all—Bakugou Katsuki was his babysitter growing up, the older boy Izuku idolized and crushed on. Now he's getting a very... hands-on lesson in what separates the supernatural community from 'normal' humanity, as he realizes he's become very intimately connected with Bakugou in a way he never imagined.

One Shot | OmegaVerse

Rated - Explicit

Vampire Deku x Werewolf Baku

my love is always bitter/yearning

by lovemepidge

Summary: Two vampires get drunk and describe each other looks as they cannot use mirrors

{One Shot}

Rated - Teen & Up

Vampire Baku x Vampire Deku

Not Enough Time With You

by schrammashley1

Summary: Bakugou and Midoriya have already spent more than two lifetimes together yet, Christmas remains Izuku's favorite holiday and Katsuki realizes the nerd always gets what he wants.

{One Shot}

Rated - Teen & Up

Vampire Baku x Vampire Deku

An Aching Desire to Find

by psycovibes

Summary: It's been years since he last saw that freckled face, those viridian eyes that looked at him as if he was the most beautiful poem ever written.

The pull on his heart had only grown stronger with his will to find him. He would do anything to hear that voice say his name again.

He would give anything to find him.

One Shot | Victorian AU

Not Rated

Vampire Baku x Vampire Deku

Vampires Versus Wild by skyfallgar

Summary: Izuku barged into their shared home, panic written across his face. “Kacchan! we have a problem.”

“No,” Katsuki said. “YOU have a problem.”

He then pointed a finger at the intruder. “I have an idiot who keeps getting into one.”

“Mean, Kacchan,” Izuku pouted.

“So, what is it this time?” Katsuki asked.

“I told vampire hunters we were vampires,” he blurted.

“You did WHAT??”

— — —

OR Vampires bkdk keep pranking each other every 50 years or so.

One Shot | SFW

Vampire Baku x Vampire Deku

Lovebites by mynameis152

Summary: Katsuki Bakugou was going to hate this summer.

He thought he'd hate it because he was being forced to leave home and work for his mother's friend in a small, seaside town. He thought he'd hate it cause he was being punished for burning his room to a crisp. He thought he'd hate it because he hated change.

But it turns out, he hated the Supernatural Turfwar between four species that shouldn't exist but do a whole lot more....

— — —

Or The one where Katsuki is forced to move in with Inko for the summer and finds himself falling for a particular bloodsucker....

Complete | 57 Chapters

Rated - Explicit

112 notes · View notes

aspiring-writer-hidden-voice · 2 years

Text

👻 Ghost!IzukuxReader

A groan slipped from between your lips as you surveyed the remaining stuff in the seemingly endless army of boxes you were surrounded by. How had you accumulated so much stuff? “I think I’ve earned a break from all this. Only one problem: where do I sit?” You drug a hand across your face to wipe it clean of the sweat and sputtered slightly when unfamiliar scents tickled your nose. Nothing you owned, perfume or candle, smelled quite like this but it wasn’t unpleasant. What you swore to be a pair of hands lightly brushed against your arms in an encouraging way for you to take a step and with a huff you quite literally fell into a mass of folded quilts and pillows that you’d yet to air out from the move. Dust should have instantly fallen over you but it didn’t. As if someone had ensured the place you fell into had been cleaned ahead of time to save your poor sinuses more abuse. Instead your tired body snuggled farther into the mosh of fabrics with heavily drooping eyes until they slid closed. Hours later you woke refreshed and ready to tackle the next set of tasks with the lingering pine you chalked up to the solution you’d been using following as you worked. Maybe you’d been working yourself too hard but a part of you was becoming skeptical and suspicious that something else was afoot.

…

The odd instance had honestly slipped from your mind but a few days later it came back when you’d discovered several items that weren’t your own nor belonged with the recently renovated residence; older CDs, a few shirts of bands no longer producing music, even a few small leftover snack boxes that had expiration dates back nearly a ten years ago. Strange how those things hadn’t been removed with the rest of the left behind belongings you’d seen in the outside trash bins. Almost as if these were trophies of some kind since they had been arranged carefully within a locked cabinet you’d nearly destroyed trying to get into. One item in particular, a heavily stained shirt that had an unrecognizable character possibly from a comic book, drew your attention again and again. There was a photo that you nearly missed that had been tucked away within its folds that showed a small group of college age men who were draping arms around the neck of a forest haired individual. Your breath stalled when finding his emerald gemstone gaze fixated upon something no one could see out of the picture’s frame. Every time you happened past a reflective surface like a window or mirror there was always a flash of similar green to what was in the photo. Was it possible? A soft hum slipped up your throat when refocusing upon the freckled man. Though he and everyone else wore workout wear it was clear that he in particular had worked his body rigorously, if the honed muscles and scarred skin were anything to go by, and that curly hair atop of his head made your fingertips itch with the want to comb it. Maybe having a hot ghost around wouldn’t be so bad after all.

…

“Damnit, c’mon, work for me here.” Through your lips came a hiss as the telltale sting within your lower back flared. The water hasn’t run once and the growing mountain of laundry was getting too big to ignore. Not only that but you needed desperately needed a shower. “Maybe I should’ve just hired a plumber to come out and look at this mess instead of trying to figure it out myself—ah!” If it wasn’t your yelp that rang through the air it was the sound of your toolbox clattering to the floor yet you never impacted the cool basement floor thanks to a pair of hands that had steadied your central balance before tumbling off the ladder you’d been using to check the pipes. Your gaze wandered around the dark room. There was no mistaking it this time. “Whoever is here show yourself before I call the cops!” Anger threatened to rise if not for the now familiar scent of sandalwood and allspice filled your senses courtesy of a breeze that tickled your face, the same sensation that followed the hands when they touched your arms earlier. Now it was time for skepticism to take root but there was one sure way to debunk any suspicion. With a breath you allowed gravity to take you backwards towards the concrete floor that would surely cause a bruise or worse…and a pair of hands instantly placed you back safety upon the ladder. Maybe one more test was in order but right now you needed water.

…

This ladder, a bit higher than the previous one, was placed beneath the entryway’s chandelier so that you could dust it. A trusty Swiffer wand in hand you set yourself to the task with a Bluetooth speaker playing a favorite song of yours. It was impossible for you not to sway or attempt to dance to the beat and that was exactly what you were aiming for when the soft hint of allspice wafted past. Some would call you stupid, others may refer to you as just plain ridiculous, however you had to know if another being was actually here. With dramatic flare you made show of losing your balance and in the seeming millions of the chandelier’s hanging gems (surely fake but you’ll have them tested in the future) several pars of wide emerald eyes watched you fall. A victorious smile raised your lips when the same hands carefully placed you on your feet once slowing your descent. “I knew it, you are here!” Alarm filled you when something collided with the wall as if someone was attempting to run away. “No, please don’t. I just wanted to make sure that I wasn’t going crazy or anything like that. I plan on living here for a long time so if I have any roommates I’d like at least to know your name.” No answer came, not that you expected one, but your gaze slowly slid towards the nearby list of groceries where the pen twitched for several seconds before it scribbled then fell still. “Izuku Midoriya…the others call you Deku.” Blinking your spine straightened as the thought of more than one ethereal being under your roof sent a chill down your spine. “What do you mean ‘others’?!” Fluttering hands across your back were what you recognized as him becoming flustered and/or trying to calm you down. The image of you laying in bed surrounded by invisible people staring down as you used the various pieces in your private pleasure collection filled you with disgust. Maybe a few countermeasures should be taken if you were ever to have a moment of peace to yourself.

…

A mild shower, adequate meal in your belly, clad in the pajamas you had forgotten to own, you slipped beneath the covers ready for the night’s sleep when pine wafted your nose. Though you couldn’t see him you’d grown used to translating what his touches were trying to convey; this brush against your cheek was a question as to why you had been so quiet and withdrawn today. “I’m not mad or anything…not sad either.” They paused then tapped the corner of your eye with the gentleness of a feather. “Yeah, guess I cried a little bit today. I did some looking into the house’s history and found out what happened here.” You were instantly standing when what you recognized to be his fingers began to tremble yet he didn’t remove them despite your motions. “Every time I asked about it you refused to give me any sort of answer so you left me no choice. You and your friends had fallen victim to a mass murderer that had been finally captured a little over a decade ago. That’s nothing to be ashamed of, Izuku, so why did you hide it from me?” A twitch settled in your brow when his hands made to withdraw but you followed them until they forced you to stop towards the center of the room where you rotated in a circle with eyes flittering around. “You’re all here? Good! All of you need to stop blaming yourselves for what happened! That person, that murderer, trapped the lot of you within this house when you came here during break over a decade ago. The authorities finally caught the guy a few months after your disappearances and that was when they found your remains scattered about this forsaken hellish maze. You were the last one, Izuku, I can’t imagine the pain you went through watching your friends die one after the other to the murderer’s games. Well guess what: the lot of you deserve much better than this limbo you’re stuck in. Go into the light before I get a priest, shaman, and hoodoo person up in here!” Silence rang heavily in your ears as the tension you’d never noticed faded until you were left in a panting mess on the floor while staring up at the ceiling. Had that actually worked? Sadness threatened to fill you when after several calls of his name no sensation of invisible fingers came. Maybe he was, indeed, in a better place…but then why did that suddenly make you feel so miserable?

…

The grandfather clock you’d been meaning to donate to the nearby museum being as it was considered highly valuable chimed three times, causing your eyes to slowly open despite the lingering dream that threatened to pull you back into unconsciousness. It’s been over a week since you’re outburst and three days since you’d held that small kinda pathetic memorial service for him and the other victims; candles had been lit, fresh flowers planted in those giant pots at the entrance, incense sticks lit, ringing of bells, nearly everything you could think of so that each person would hopefully find peace. You thought sleep would come to you easier now knowing the house was truly your own but it was the opposite. Each night you could barely manage four hours. Within your chest came a tightening that made your tired eyes want to grow moist. “Izuku…Izuku…” His name slipped from between your lips without your conscious knowing and yet it continued to echo around you as if it were your own personal prayer. “…Izuku…”

“…Y/n…”

You sat upright, uncaring of the sheets that fell to pool around your waist, wide eyes locked on the shadowed figure standing at the foot of the bed. There was no mistaking that emerald gaze or curly hair that was just barely visible thanks to the nearby alarm clock on the bedside table. “I-Izuku?”

His features became pained. Those gemstones that were his eyes closely following as you shuffled across the duvet to come to a stop just short of reaching him. Slowly, almost hesitantly, his hand rose to brush his fingers against your cheek. The green eyed man was visibly shaken when your own hands rose to cup his face. A bob of his Adam’s apple was almost enough to divert your attention but you refused to look away from him as you rose up until your faces were level. Both of you were filled with the question “how was it possible for you to see and touch him?” The answer may never be found though neither of you frankly gave a damn as his lips descended upon yours. Maybe this wasn’t normal but you couldn’t imagine living without Izuku.

#mha halloween 2022 #bnha Halloween 2022 #mha x reader #mha x you #mha x y/n #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #mha #bnha #bnha x you #mha fluff #izuku x y/n #izuku midoriya #izuku x reader #deku x reader #deku x y/n #ghost deku #ghost izuku #ghost x reader

93 notes · View notes