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I’m a multi shipper and I’ve got some words for the double standards of this fandom. I’m allowed to ship whatever I want and I can blacklist what I want.

So for those of you calling bakudeku abusive. I was bullied as a kid and stand by my eight to ship whatever I want. I have my reasons for not shipping kiribaku (it honestly reminds me a bit of some of my friend dynamics) and I have my reasons for loving bakudeku. In that note thanks to the kiribaku shippers making cute content, thanks to the bakudeku shippers that stood against the hate, and thank you to everyone that supported each other instead of bringing each other down. Ship and let ship.

We are one fandom. These are fictional characters, but the person you’re harassing is a real person with real struggles and real problems. THESE WORDS HAVE CONSEQUENCES. Don’t tell someone to kill themselves over a FICTIONAL ship. Don’t stalk and harass someone into deleting one of their tumblr accounts because they ship something you don’t.

These characters are fictional, the person who’s safe place you stole is real!!

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all for one (kind of)
by fakecharliebrown

Hitoshi paused. “Well, I’m pretty sure I just got us all jobs at this super high-end theater camp for the summer.”

Denki blinked. “Wait, what?”

or; the cast of High School Musical: the Musical suddenly find themselves working at Shinsou’s old theater camp, where everything seems get flipped on its head. It’ll probably be fine. Right?

Words: 2221, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of real life is nothing like high school musical

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@trenchcoatkitten asked me to draw some pieces for her fic Temperature of the Heart, so here they are!!! I had a ton of fun working on these!! Please check out Sami’s writing, it’s absolutely amazing!!!!! o((*^▽^*))o

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KiriBaku Fantasy AU Chapter 2

Katsuki stared at the bright red beast in front of him.  It dipped its lower jaw into the stream and pulled water into its mouth.  It’s claws dug tightly into the large fallen tree that its front paws were planted on.  Its tail slid up next to its body and rested on the tree, the end of it dipping into the water just barely.  Its wings twitched and rustled occasionally as its eyes slid closed and then open again. Bakugou was at a complete loss for words.  This… was a dragon. It was going to try and kill him if it found out he was here. It was going to put up a hell of a fight. Bakugou wanted nothing more than to take down this creature.  This was in his blood. This was what he was made for. But something wasn’t right about that. When was the last time anyone had seen a dragon?  Ten years ago. This was amazing.  This creature very well may be the last of its kind.  This creature was intelligent and dangerous. Bakugou was conflicted.  Dragons always kill, given the option.  Mitsuki’s words echoed in his mind.  This creature didn’t look like it had the intent of murder.  But it must. Right?  

A wild thought crossed Bakugou’s mind and before he had time to process it, he was acting upon it.  He stepped out very slowly from behind the rock. The dragon immediately noticed him. It’s head shot up and the two held a stare off.  Bakugou raised his hands slowly, taking a small step forward. The dragon let out a very soft growl but seemed interested rather than murderous.  Bakugou took another step, a little more confident this time. The dragon’s soft growl increased in volume a little but it didn’t move a muscle. It sniffed the air very carefully and suddenly snarled.  Bakugou took a big step back. The dragon’s head dipped and it’s wings puffed out in an intimidation attempt. Bakugou put his hands up in a more surrendering fashion.

“Listen scales for brains, I’m not trying to hurt you or anything.”  Bakugou rumbled with a scowl. The dragon glanced at his bicep and then his scimitar.  Bakugou quirked an eyebrow and then looked at his bicep himself. He saw the tribal tattoo and realized the dragon must have recognized it.  He glanced back at the dragon to see it’s defensive position, still very much in place. “I’m not… one of them.” Bakugou affirmed. The dragon’s wings fell back to their folded position and its raised lip fell.  It glared harshly at Bakugou’s scimitar and then back to Bakugou’s face. The warrior looked at his weapon and then the dragon.

“What?  My- seriously?  No I’m not getting rid of that!  That’s my only protection-” The dragon growled loudly and got back into a defensive position, taking a threatening step into the river towards Bakugou.  Bakugou didn’t flinch, but instead groaned in annoyance.

“Jeez, alright… but you are in no place to be threatening me!”  Bakugou tossed his scimitar behind him a good distance away.  The dragon dropped its threatening pose and suddenly took a few slow steps towards Bakugou.  The boy’s eyes widened in shock, his anger quickly replacing itself with a sense of fear and awe.

“Woah, woah, woah!”  Bakugou shouted as the dragon walked right up to him and shoved its snout into his clothing, sniffing and poking and prodding.  The dragon circled him and sniffed him head to toe. Bakugou stood rigidly still and angrily let the massive lizard sniff him. It circled him completely with its scaley body and then looked at him in the eyes, tilting its head.  Bakugou galred back at it.

“What?”  Bakugou demanded harshly, his body rigid and still prepared for a fight.  It chirped at him and then sniffed his face and hair.

“Fuck off!  Just cause I’m not gonna kill you doesn’t mean I wanna be your friend!”  Bakugou snapped. The dragon let out a repeated hiss that resembled laughter when it made Bakugou’s hair look stupid with an accidental brush of it’s wing.  Bakugou swatted the little shit away once more. Suddenly there was no more dragon. But there was a human.  A very, very, naked human.

“What the-” Bakugou was cut off when the oh-so-naked human started talking very loudly.

“Wow I mean you didn’t even look scared!  You’re so cool! I probably shouldn’t be talking to you… but that was so manly!  And you trusted me! That’s incredible! Have I seen you somewhere before?“ The redhead chittered on and on occasionally letting out a trill that was less than human like.

"Hey, hey; Would you shut up?” Bakugou snapped impatiently, his face flushing.  This was going to be a long day.

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KiriBaku Fantasy AU

Chapter 1

 Ever since I was a boy, I was told that I had nothing to be afraid of.  My mother always said that she herself, along with her brothers and sisters, had defeated the last of the hell-beasts.  That’s what we called the dragons who plagued our land. And so I grew up just as fearless as she expected me to be. Maybe even more.  Hell-beasts weren’t exactly feared, but hated.  Well, at least by my family.  Everyone else was scared of them.  They’d hire us to take care of their hell-beast problems.  My mother was the queen of our tribe. We hunted for ourselves, built for ourselves, fought for ourselves, and won for ourselves.  Outsiders may call us stupid names like barbarians or savages, but I would call us a family; the strongest there is.  My mother could defeat any living being and my father could out-wit the most clever.  I, of course, can do either or. I am the ‘Barbarian’ Prince, and I bow to no one.


   At this point in his journey, Bakugou had taken down three ogre’s, a witch, and a particularly stubborn giant wyrm that had to be at least seventy feet long.  He left his family with the intent of making a name for himself. He knew that it was very possible he may never return, but he wanted independence. And he definitely didn’t want to be a stupid ‘King of Barbarians’ or whatever his mother droned on about.  All that managing people and making sure everyone was happy business? No chance. He wanted to defeat magics and dangerous opponents just like his mother did.  He wanted to make a name for himself, not be forced into one.  So town to town he went in search of a new adventure or grueling task that he could take on (and hopefully get paid for).  He had already made enough money to buy a meal or a fresh deer caracas at the most, but why would he? He hunts in the woods whenever he wants.  And most merchants aren’t all too willing to trade with ‘barbarians’. And so he passed another jobless town, grumbling in frustration and disappointment.  

As he walked on his not-so-merry way, he stopped mid stride.  His head twitches left and then right, listening intently. Something big was moving somewhere near him.  His face contorted into a scowl as a specific glint flashed in his ruby eyes. He heard something sliding against a tree to the right of him and glanced quickly, only to see nothing.  He slowly stepped down off the merchants trail that crossed between towns being sure not to make a sound. He walked into the forest following the noise until he saw a large creek with a sandy bank.  He immediately dropped all of his body weight down as he hid behind the large rock he was moving around. He took a few breaths and blinked rapidly. He peeked over the rock once more to confirm what he thought he saw.

“Impossible.”  He whispered so quietly it could have been mistaken for another breath.  His eyes widened even more when the creature exposed itself a little more, flashing it’s red eyes back and forth to check for danger.


“Mom, what do dragons look like?”  A five year old Bakugou asked.

“Well, they’re quite hellish looking creatures,” Mitsuki, his mother, started.  Little Katsuki’s eyes widened in excitement. “They have leathery thick skin like snake scales with humongous jagged wings.  Most have huge horns and razor sharp teeth.” Katsuki bounced in his seat.

“What are they like?”

“Dangerous.  They will never hesitate to kill.  They are monsters, Katsuki.” His mother gave him that disapproving look that told him he shouldn’t be so excited about these types of things.

“Yeah I know…  but… do you think I could ever see one?”  Mitsuki sighed heavily and cast her glance down to her feet.

“Katsuki, I want you to come with me.”  She said quietly. She held out her hand and Katsuki took it begrudgingly.  He sent cautious glances at his mother, wondering why she seemed so strange.

“I’m sure you remember when the Tribe raided that nest.  There were riot dragons in the nest. Do you know what is in a dragons nest, Katsuki?”

“Danger!”  He said firmly, just like his mother taught him.

“Well, yes, but what else?”

“Dragon eggs.”  Katsuki asked cautiously.

“Yes, dragon eggs.  When we raided that nest, we found eggs.  One was already hatched.”  

Katsuki’s eyes widened.

“You saw a baby dragon?!”

“Yes,“  Mitsuki opened the door to the chamber where they keep prisoners.  “We brought it back with us. We thought perhaps we could learn from it… or even… tame it.”  The mother and son stepped down the short stairwell with cobblestone walls and entered a large chamber where a nine foot black scaled dragon lay chained down and muzzled.  Katsuki gasped, his red orbs fixated on the creature. Mitsuki walked right up to the dragon with Katsuki, as close as she could get without the creature being able to reach them.

“All this dragon knows is humans.  We raised it. It should like us to some extent, yes?”  She says calmly. Katsuki slowly nods. Suddenly the dragon leaps up from where it’s laying and roars piercingly loud, lashing out at the two.  Mitsuki doesn’t react when the large dragon claw swipes past her, making her dress skirt ripple a little bit. Katsuki on the other hand falls backwards flat on his butt, breathing heavily.  The dragon harshly fights against it’s chains snapping it’s jaw and roaring loudly inside the muzzle. Katsuki scooches back some more before standing up and glancing at his mother. She turns her head to look back at him.

“Dragons are born killers, Katsuki.  They will always kill, given the option.”  Katsuki shook his head. He understood now.


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