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ao3-deviance · 1 year

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@hmepp suggested Bakugou and Touch being the focus, with Kirishima changing that, and honestly I haven't written any touch-starved Bakugou in a while! So here you go!

TW: for abusive Mitsuki

---Your Warmth---

Touch was...overwhelming. Harsh, sudden, could send his skin crawling.

Bakugou didn't do casual touching. Most people avoided him–a side effect or a cause of his worst behavior some days, no one would really ever know which came first–but those that didn't–pretty much only his mother–were usually brusk in invading his space. A rough hand in his hair, a slap on the back of his head or his back, a hand curled tight around his wrist followed by a sharp tug...his mother didn't have a soft hand, or if she did, Bakugou hadn't felt it in a long time. He'd had to train himself not to flinch when she came near, refusing to grant her this unspoken win. Her touches grew even harsher at times, when he really pissed her off. A smack to his face, a shove, two hands latched onto his shoulders like claws as she shouted in his face.

Bakugou kept his hands to himself. He didn't dare touch her, not with literal fire popping in his palms. He avoided her when he could, went stone-faced and tried to ignore her if he couldn't. His dad usually put on some apologetic voice in the background, pleading, 'Mitsuki, please, calm down, can't we all just talk?'

Bakugou didn't talk much to her either. If he had something to say, he'd say it, but what was the point when all his mom did was yell and scream if he ever opened his mouth?

Living in the dorms was new. There could be whole days between when he'd hear or see his parents, sometimes whole weeks where he wasn't screamed at once. He felt almost like crawling up the wall after nearly two weeks of no one touching him though, not even a slightly rough hand around his arm or fingers digging into his back to make him move out of the way. It made his head spin, that he'd grown so used to her treatment that he would almost want to go home just to feel something.

The first time Kirishima bumped into him–a genuine mistake–Bakugou froze. The warmth from him was impossible to ignore, his bare arm having brushed against Bakugou's.

"Ah, sorry, man!" Kirishima smiled, rubbing the back of his neck. Bakugou shook himself out of the daze.

"S'fine," he muttered. "Watch where you're going."

Kirishima's grin somehow brightened even more. "Sure thing, dude! Hey, did you want to meet up tonight to study instead of tomorrow?"

"I guess, if you're that stupid," Bakugou shrugged. Kirishima laughed. It made Bakugou's chest clench unnaturally.

"You're the best, man!"

Kirishima reached out, squeezing his upper arm gently. Friendly. Bakugou stopped breathing, even as he patted Bakugou's shoulder and then kept going on his way.

Bakugou burned. He shuddered, standing still right in the middle of the hallway, feeling like he was about to combust. Too much touch. Too soft touch. He gripped his own shoulder tightly, digging his fingers into the muscles roughly, like he could erase the feel of Kirishima's skin. He gulped at air like he'd run a marathon, head spinning.

It took a few long minutes for him to gather himself together, make his way back towards the dorm in a daze. It had been a fluke, he decided. Just something unexpected. He was fine.

Absolutely fine.

…..

He was not fine.

Over the next few weeks, Kirishima began to touch him more, slowly driving him absolutely mad. He'd brush their shoulders and arms as they walked beside each other, would bump into him lightly when they were talking to get his attention, would gently grab his wrist when he wanted Bakugou to go somewhere with him, or the worst was when he'd put his arm around his shoulder, leaning a little bit of his weight against Bakugou, making it impossible to ignore.

Bakugou reacted every single time, he couldn't not. Kirishima's touch was warm, soft, in a way beyond anything he could name. Kirishima didn't slap or dig his fingers into him or demand and shout and shake and scream. He laughed and soothed and smiled and whispered and held.

Bakugou didn't know if he hated it. He didn't know if he could survive it.

The first time he went home after all the change, he found himself reacting to his mother's touch without meaning too, flinching and drawing away from her. She scowled, raising a brow.

"You think you're too old to be disciplined now?"

Bakugou set his jaw, teeth grinding. "What's the point? I get it, you're annoyed from work. I didn't do shit, can't you just leave me alone?"

Her face soured and she smacked the back of his head. Bakugou wished he could say he hadn't expected it.

"Learn some respect, brat."

"Respect for you? Don't make me laugh," Bakugou muttered. He bit back a wince when he saw her face darken, no doubt having heard him. He only had a second to process it before the side of his face stung, the slap sharp and swift. She followed it up with another slap to his mouth and he tasted iron, his lip having split.

"Go to your room," she ordered.

"That's where I wanted to go in the first place!" Bakugou shouted, stomping up the stairs.

"Well you can fucking stay there until you have to go back to that school!"

"That's tomorrow afternoon!"

"Too fucking bad! Disrespectful brats don't get free food!"

Bakugou slammed his door shut, flicking the lock he'd installed himself years ago and breathing heavily. He was hungry but he could ignore it, it wasn't exactly something he was unfamiliar with. He crawled onto his bed, digging out his phone and flipping through a few apps mindlessly.

A message alert came up and he clicked on it. Kirishima.

'Hey, man! How's the break going for you? It's been so good to see family, right?' He'd attached a picture of him grinning with a younger girl with the same red hair--black roots clearly visible as opposed to Kirishima who was very careful to always hide his roots--both grinning with sharp teeth. Bakugou couldn't help but huff a small laugh, smiling tiredly. Then he heard his mother slamming some pots together loudly in the kitchen downstairs and he frowned.

'It's fine. They don't change much.' He texted back.

He set his phone down, not feeling like talking, and rolled over to go to sleep. His phone vibrated just as he was slipping under but he ignored it.

…..

When they returned to the dorms on Monday, it was like nothing had changed. Kirishima welcomed him with an arm around his neck, burning him with his affection.

"Bakugou!"

"It's only been three days, why are you yelling?" The blond grumbled, shoving him away to keep from imploding at his touch.

Kirishima took it in stride, laughing and going into some story about his little sister and his mothers. Bakugou bet the other was a great big brother, he just gave off that vibe of protective but also supportive.

"So what'd you do?" Kirishima asked when he finished his story, bumping against Bakugou's side familiarly.

"Nothing," Bakugou shrugged, subtly stepping away from the other's touch. It was too much, especially right now when he was just coming from home and his mother's treatment.

"Ah, come on! You were home for the whole weekend, we even had a holiday! You didn't do anything?"

Bakugou grunted, still feeling the remnants of his mother's slap on his cheek, still tasting iron in his mouth.

"Nothing."

Kirishima frowned but didn't push further, instead sticking close to Bakugou for the rest of the day, even sitting on the counter to chatter while Bakugou cooked that evening.

"How do you possibly have this much to say to me? It was only a three day weekend," Bakugou groused.

Kirishima smiled sheepishly. "I missed you, bro. You're my best friend. The whole break I just kept thinking about things to tell you, but I didn't want to blow up your phone while you were busy visiting with your family." He laughed. "Aiko demanded I bring a picture of you next time, so I can show her what the next Number One looks like."

Bakugou did not blush at that. He stirred the food, ignoring that it was twice his normal portion size.

"You cooked for me?" Kirishima asked when he plated the food on two dishes. "Thanks, bro!"

Warmth surrounded Bakugou, burning quickly like a flame, but it was only Kirishima's arms enveloping him in a hug. Bakugou almost dropped the plates, shocked by the closeness, but by the time he'd managed to get himself under control, Kirishima had already moved away. He was looking at Bakugou expectantly, gesturing to the seat next to him with a tilted head.

"Bro?"

Bakugou grunted, sitting down beside him to eat. The other's arm occasionally brushed against Bakugou's; his leg bouncing idly until it too was pressed against Bakugou's. Familiar. Bright. Gentle.

Warm.

#kiribaku #bakushima #my writing #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #touch starved #tw child abuse #abusive mitsuki #prompt #hmepp

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mariav0 · 1 year

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Imagine a fic where 5 times kiribaku future kid and Katsuki protect Eijiro and 1 time he protects them

(I just love when blond pomeranians appreciate their favorite ray of sunshine (and he adores them back))

P. S. Did you see rorokonaa's future versions of 1a students? I'm obsessed, it's my canon❤️

#Bnha #Mha #bnha bakushima #bnha bakugou #kiribaku #pls write this #love child #future #adult characters #post canon #aged up characters #parents #Kiribaku parents

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elsyuak · 2 years

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Prove me I am wrong

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #sabito #kny headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba sabito #bnha au #bnha bakugou #bnha #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha kirishima #kiribaku #secret love child

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thenastyotherblog · 2 years

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Petnames

bonus:

#bnha #mha oc #bnha oc #4 the feral child #kirishima eijiro #bakugou katsuki #mezo shoji #kiribaku implied #thats the cutest 4 i ever draw #also im proud of that kiri #he cute #art tag

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reallyromealone · 5 months

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May I request an omega verse where kiribaku adopts omega son pls? thank you!

Adoption

Kirishima x Bakugo w/ child male reader

I gotchu, this took longer than expected ngl

Fluff, baby/toddler reader, male reader, alpha Bakugo, alpha kirishima, Omega reader

🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑

Alpha/Alpha couples were more and more common these days, especially in the hero world "a kid?" Kirishima was curious as Bakugo shrugged "a brat would be nice, we have the space and our agency is thriving.." Bakugo said not making eye contact with his mate who looked at him with so much love "it's like you read my mind~" the Alpha said hugging the other who scoffed "whatever shitty hair"

Days turned to weeks and before they knew it they were at an orphanage where a bunch of kids were running around "welcome! The Kirishima-Bakugo family yes?" The orphanage headmaster asked curiously and the two nodded "yeah that's us!" Kirishima said happily and Bakugo grunted "wonderful, sign the sign in forms and if I could please see ID as confirmation?" The two handed over their IDs and the headmaster scanned them "excellent! Why don't I give you two a tour yes? And then you can meet the children?"

The building was nice, up to date and the children were healthy "so what age range are you looking for? Secondary gender?"

"We were hoping to just click with one and go from there" Bakugo let his mate do the talking as kids looked at them curiously "I see, well let's go to the play area and you can interact with the children"

Walking into the play area, kids were all over the place but one caught Bakugos attention, a small pup grabbed his pant leg "oh hello (name)" the headmaster smiled "he's one of the younger ones, only one and a half" they said and fixed the boys pants "he's a happy little Omega but isn't the most talkative but the other kids don't seem to mind" they explain as (name) raised his little arms to be held by Bakugo who lifted him "what ya want squirt?" He asked the babe who grabbed his nose with a smile.

Kirishima noticed the look in his mates eyes, the connection he instantly developed with the tiny pup who didn't even know he had the number three hero around his tiny little finger.

The three spent the day hanging with the little pup who showed him all the toys he liked to play with, having a red riot toy and a Mickey mouse toy seemingly running or robbing a bakery "very cool bud" kirishima said and (name) beamed at this.

The two made visits at any chance they could as the process started for the adoption, expedited thanks to their hero status and rank, the two already setting up a bedroom for the tyke.

"Yeah it's for you" Bakugo said as he handed the tot a scented Dynamite plush, to help get the little one familiar with their scents as parents which thankfully (name) was incredibly receptive to as he clung to both of them regularly.

"Thanks squirt" Bakugo said as they sat with the little one who handed the blond a toy slice of cake, the three gathered at a toy kitchen and (name) didn't seem to know exactly what he was doing but was having fun none the less "his belongings have been packed, he's ready when you guys are" the two heroes looked elated as kirishima lifted his /son/ high up, the tiny Omega squealing in delight at the action.

It was never easy saying goodbye, the headmaster knew this but they put a strong face as they bud their goodbyes to the tiny pup who mimicked the wave as his little head rested on bakugos shoulder.

They were always worried about (name) getting adopted, male omegas weren't the highest for adoptability not to mention the boy hasn't even developed a quirk yet, sadly many parents didn't want a quirkless child...

(Name) held onto the plush of his dad as he was set down in the apartment, the little Omega inspecting things and waddling around and making little sounds as he sniffed his little nose, clearly happy to be around the two alphas scents-- recognizing that they are his dad's. "Wanna see your room?" Kirishima gently took (name)s tiny hand and led him to his new room, (name) made noises as he looked around and turned to his dads who looked at him fondly "yeah it's yours shorty" Bakugo said, a sense of calm washing over him as they watched the babe look around...before dragging a throw blanket to a corner and ditching it.

The two alphas were confused as little (name) took random soft things and put them in the corner and just stared at it before looking at his dad's happily as if he just did something incredible "is that...?" "A nest? I think so" the two were incredibly proud of their pup and snapped a few pictures of this, kirishima on the verge of tears at how precious it was.

(Name) felt like that last piece of the puzzle as followed his dad's around happily.

They just worried how he would handle all his aunt's and uncles.

#omegaverse #omega male reader #male reader #bnha x male reader #bnha x reader #bakugo katuski x reader #bakugo katsuki x male reader #kirishima x male reader #kirishima x reader

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doumadono · 9 months

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KVITRAVN (viking!Dabi) - act I • act II • act III • act IV • act V • act VI • act VII

BNHA boys confessing their love - headcanons BNHA boys & gn!reader dressed as them - headcanons Izuku, Katsuki and Shoto & s/o with a heat dizziness Study like Bakugo! - a brief guide to effective study methods Pro hero Dabi - headcanons MHA villains & their Hogwart houses - headcanons Boxer!Bakugo - NSFW headcanons MHA boys & Valentine's Day - headcanons Pro hero Dabi & intern Bakugo - headcanons Deaf!Bakugo & his daughter - headcanons Dabi & an albino girl - headcanons Corrupt cop!Bakugo - NSFW headcanons Bakugo with intermittent explosive disorder - headcanons Step brother!Bakugo - NSFW headcanons

Carrying his child - Dabi x Reader Another round - Dabi x Reader (NSFW) His attention - Dabi x Reader NSFW Alphabet - Bakugo Katsuki NSFW Alphabet - Shoto Todoroki NSFW Alphabet - Endeavor Aftermath of the fight - Bakugo Katsuki x Reader Whispers from the abyss - merman!Dabi x fem!OC Happy birthday - Dabi x male Reader The haunting melody - Himiko Toga x Reader Whatever it takes - Bakugo Katsuki x Reader A missed call - Hawks x Reader The rain - Shoto Todoroki x Reader A little gesture - Bakugo Katsuki x Reader A snowstorm - Dabi x Reader A hostage - villain!Hawks x Reader Little kitten - Shoto Todoroki x Reader Christmas Jumpers - KiriBaku Intoxicated - Shigaraki x Reader x Dabi (NSFW) A birthday gift - Dabi x Reader (Dabi's birthday event) Happy birthday - Dabi x Reader (NSFW) (Dabi's birthday event) Heated argument - Dabi x Reader (NSFW) (Dabi's birthday event) Fitting room - Dabi x Reader (NSFW) An absolution - priest!Dabi x Reader (NSFW) Shoto realising he's in love The boss - Bakugo Katsuki x Reader (NSFW) A first tattoo - Bakugo Katsuki x Reader (NSFW) How to earn your orgasm - KiriBaku x Reader (NSFW) (Bakugo's bday event)

disclaimer: every link painted in hues other than the default is a blatant shout-out to the fics specially crafted for events/challenges hosted by fellow writers

MAIN MASTERLIST MY HERO ACADEMIA EMERGENCY REQS

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gglitch1dd · 1 year

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Rent a Dam

Hey yall, I just wanted to share the first chapter of a very successful fic of mine on AO3 called Rent a Dam.

Note: OMEGAVERSE, 'Dam' is the genderneutral term for the birth mother of a child in ABO world that I use, ALPHA X ALPHA X OMEGA pairing. POLYAMORY. Kiribaku are MARRIED so expect intimacy there. Reader is kept genderneutral but is referred to as a femme (all Omegas or fem betas).

Kirishima and Bakugou are an Alpha couple which comes with its own challenges, but what they desperately want, are pups. Pups to have and call their own. To raise and watch grow. And the only way for them to get that, is through you. An Omega who is more than willing to help them.

“As you know, Bakugo-san and Kirishima-san, we handpick our Omegas based on their fertility and mother skills. Only the best Omegas are allowed to be part of our program and to be chosen as suitable birth mothers and surrogates.” Mrs. Kubota explained as she sat on her cushioned chair in her office.

The two Alphas that sat opposite her on another softly cushioned couch both faced her, quiet. Kirishima leaned back against the back of the couch, nodding his head ever so often as he listened to her. His long hair was tied back in a ponytail as to get out of his face. Bakugou however had his arms folded as he sat up straight. His gaze was harsh and intimidating but he was open to whatever she had to say- or at least he was trying to be. The Agency ‘New Chances’ was one of the only agencies in the surrogate and birth mother business that met their needs as well as was eager to work with two Alpha males.

Mrs. Kubota continued. “So our Omegas won’t be a problem at all. They have been trained in childcare, know basic lifesaving and know exactly what to expect during this process. Now...” She put her hands together. “Then comes the topic of your careers.” She spoke. Both Alphas knew this conversation was going to happen either way, but it didn’t make it any easier to have to tackle. Mrs. Kubota picked up their file and opened it on her lap. “Now we are honoured to be able to cater for such prestigious individuals such as yourselves, but we have to be concerned for our Omegas. As we understand it, you are both high ranked ProHeroes. You are constantly faced with life and death scenarios every day. We worry about this stress being put onto the Dam of your choice as well as fear of the both of you being away. Pregnancy for Omegas is a very intimate time which needs a lot of catering for.”

Kirishima looked to Bakugou if he should answer but the blond lifted his hand, indicating that he would do so. “We have it all sorted. We plan on alternating weeks until we go on parental leave during the third trimester.” He revealed to her.

Mrs. Kubota clapped her hands with a bright smile. “Wonderful. That will do splendidly.” She closed their file. “Now...” She reached over to the side to get a pile of envelopes. “Here are a few candidates we recommend based off of your profile. They understand and are easily adaptable especially for your hero work.” She placed the envelopes on the table in front of them. “Call me once you’ve made a decision.” She told them. She stood up and left the room.

The two of them were left in a warm sunny room that was made to put everyone in it at ease. It had windows that overlooked the city as well as soft items and comfortable chairs. Everything was designed and put to ensure that everything that happened in the room happened without any hostility.

Kirishima leaned forward grabbing a few of the files in his hands and placing them on his lap. He opened the first one, sniffing inside it. The scents of the Omegas were placed inside with a little handkerchief. He sniffed it some more. “How about this one?” He passed it to Bakugou.

Bakugou took one whiff of it before instantly pushing it away from him. “Way too sweet. Smells like a sugar coma.”

Kirishima chuckled as he worked open the next one. “This one?”

Bakugou didn’t even have to put it too close to his nose before almost retching. He covered his nose instantly. He snatched the envelope out of Kirishima’s hands and closed it before throwing it to the other couch. He stared daggers at it. “Smells like death.”

Kirishima shook his head. “Come on Katsuki. Every Omega we’ve ever tried to date, you always have some problem with them.” He spoke truthfully as he opened one that he didn’t find unsettling. He pulled the document out, looking over their profile. “This one smells too sweet, that one’s too small, this one’s too docile, the other one’s too feisty.” He shook his head. He passed the document over to Bakugou to look through. “How are we ever going to find the one that’s for us if you keep pushing everyone away without a fair chance.

Bakugou’s crimson eyes looked over the white document. His eyebrows furrowed. “I hate golf.” He shoved it back in its envelope. Kirishima rolled his eyes at his partner. “Look Eijiro, maybe an Omega just isn’t for us. That’s why we are here.” He looked over to the redhead. “We aren’t looking for a mate. All we want from this transaction are pups. A litter. That is all.”

Kirishima frowned as he scrunched up his face but he nodded.

When they were both in high school Kirishima had developed a crush on Bakugou. Now at first, he thought it was just his admiration for the guy. Bakugou was just someone you would admire. His strength, looks, ambition and courage. Bakugou was someone people strived to be like. One of the other things were Bakugou was pretty. Absolutely beautiful in a non-Alpha like way. With a body that slowly developed into having a broad heavy chest, slim waist, piercing eyes and hypnotizing legs, he was the envy and want of anyone with eyes. The only problem Kirishima had was that Bakugou was an Alpha.

And Alphas didn’t normally mate with other Alphas.

Now it wasn’t as though Kirishima didn’t like femmes. He was attracted to anyone he couldn’t help himself being attracted to, but with Bakugou it was different. Especially because Bakugou was his best friend. Kirishima also knew that Bakugou didn’t like anyone and never talked about femmes or mascs or anyone in general. Bakugou just wasn’t the type to seem to like romantic interactions, let alone friendly ones.

It was by pure mistake that the two started courting. There was a festival outside of the city and the two of them went along with some other classmates but got separated. Isolated and finding a place to watch the fireworks away from others, the two of them were alone. Kirishima couldn’t help himself. With the light of the fireworks in the dark sky shining on the blond’s face he couldn’t help but stare and fantasize. The next thing the two of them knew, their lips were against each other and suddenly they were kissing. Kirishima pulled back, head fuzzy and slightly dazed. Bakugou was speechless, his face red and his eyes wider than normal as he stared up at Kirishima. Realizing what he had done, Kirishima took a step back. “Oh my... Katsuki. I’m so sorry. I didn’t- I... we...”

Bakugou was silent for the most part not having expected it nor knowing what to do in such a situation. Unlike a lot of his classmates, he had never experienced an romantic relationship at all. Hell, that was his first kiss. He went through ruts of course and knew as much as the next Alpha but still. Bakugou’s eyebrows furrowed before looking away from Kirishima. “If you wanted to kiss me... you could have just asked.” He muttered quietly, his cheeks heating up more and contrasting with the cool air of night.

Kirishima’s eye went wide as he looked down at Bakugou. “I... I thought... you like Alphas?” He tried quietly.

Bakugou’s face scrunched up. “I...” He started. “I don’t know but...” He looked over to Kirishima hesitantly. “I do like you.” He muttered, trying not to seem weak as his eyebrows furrowed. Kirishima’s eyes widened as he stared down at Bakugou with wide eyes. Bakugou tsked at the look on Kirishima’s face. He shook his head. “What? I thought you were into the whole pretty Omegas with their sweet scents and round bodies.”

“I mean yah but...” Kirishima took Bakugou’s hand softly. His large hand wrapping around his gently and carefully. Bakugou froze for a moment. He looked down and then back up at Kirishima. Kirishima smiled over at Bakugou. “I do like you.”

And they went off from there. Yah, it was hard being an Alpha couples. They received some backlash from the media and from some people, but now a days it was a more accepted thing (same dynamic relationships). They had developed a sort of exchange of their own. They had found a way to make it work. Two Alphas. Alphas that run on strength, aggression and power. They made it work and made a relationship that would work.

The only issue is now, they felt like they needed something more. There was only so much one could satisfy their Alphas. Now their hearts ached for a family. Coming home to little pattering feet and bright smiles. They wanted pups. They wanted something to protect and call their own.

But Alphas couldn’t have pups. They couldn’t reproduce on their own. Which was why they needed an Omega. It was why they needed someone else.

Bakugou grabbed an envelope off the counter and tore it open. He started to mutter annoyed. “How hard is it to choose one Omega.” He grumbled to himself. Before Bakugou could continue in his grumbling, he paused. The scent that came from the envelope he opened didn’t set him off. It didn’t annoy him or make his nose itch. It was calming. It made him calm. It wasn’t so strong and yet it still called to him like a siren. Bakugou’s pupils expanded at the smell as he looked down into the envelope.

He sniffed into the envelope, a little more eagerly. He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head. Bakugou reached inside the envelope and felt for the soft handkerchief. He pulled it out of the envelope and brought it closer to him. The scent that came from it stirred something in his Alpha almost instantly. It shook him in a way he had never been shaken instantly by an Omega’s scent before. It wasn’t sickeningly sweet but it also wasn’t plain. It was comforting and lulled him almost. His Alpha seemed to be in agreement, eager for this choice.

The scent would go so well with his and Eijiro’s. Perfect for pups. Perfect for mate.

“Hey Eij...” He let out quietly. Kirishima hummed turning his attention back to Bakugou. The blond was focused down on a handkerchief in his hand. He seemed so focused on it as if it was some sort of puzzle. “Tell me what you think about this one.” He carefully offered it up to Kirishima.

Before Kirishima could even brush his fingers on the soft material, he smelt it. His eyebrows shot up in surprise. He took the handkerchief and raised it closer to his face to smell. He closed his eyes. It reminded him of the first time he smelt Bakugou’s scent. It gave him the same feeling. Something strange that he couldn’t put a word to. A longing? A need? He wasn’t sure but he liked it. It gave him a similar feeling of unity. Of family.

Kirishima opened his eyes, his pupils wider than they were as he looked down at the soft piece of silk in his hands. “I swear Katsuki, if you say you hate this one-”

“No, that’s why I asked you.” Bakugou replied, calmer than he expected himself to. He looked between his redheaded partner and down at the cloth. His eyebrows furrowed. He took out the piece of paper from the envelope to read what was on it.

Kirishima moved closer to sit next to the blond to see what was on it. “Y/N...” He whispered out the name on the paper.

On it was a picture of you. A great picture. One with a soft smile on your face to match your scent. The document held all they needed to know about you. Your birthday, your education, credentials, likes and dislikes, your last heat as well as the number of litters you had so far.

Zero.

Kirishima looked to his blond partner eagerly. “I think they’re it.” He stated simply.

Bakugou was quiet. He didn’t have anything bad to say about your profile, which was a surprise to him. He could always find something to say about anyone. He frowned. With a soft annoyed growl at how clueless he was starting to feel, he tsked. “Fine.” He folded his arms and motioned for Kirishima to go to the door. “Go tell the old bat of our choice.”

Handing the handkerchief over to Bakugou, Kirishima stood up and went to the door. Bakugou turned his head to look out the window down at the busy city. Of all went successfully, you would be moving in with them in a few day. If all went successfully, they would have pups in over a year. Bakugou spaced out for a moment, not focusing on anything specific.

“Katsuki.” Bakugou blinked as he turned his attention back to Kirishima. The redheaded Alpha came to sit back down where he was previously. He carefully took Bakugou’s hands, his expression soft as he looked down at him. “It’s going to be okay Kats.” He assured the blond. Bakugou’s shoulders lowered slightly as he released a breath. He closed his vermillion eyes. Kirishima chuckled bringing a hand to Bakugou’s cheek. He placed a kiss on his forehead and then rested their foreheads against each other. “I know you’re worried and a bit fearful but there’s nothing you have worry about Kats.” He assured Bakugou quietly.

Bakugou looked up at the large Alpha in front of him. His smile of sharp teeth and soft candy apple eyes shining brightly like they always did. Bakugou couldn’t help the small smile that went to his face. “Okay.” He nodded.

Kirishima leaned back, keeping an arm wrapped around Bakugou’s shoulders. “Also, don’t look at them as though you’re plotting murder.” He advised. “We don’t want to scare them off.”

Bakugou turned to Kirishima with an offended look. “I don’t look that way!” Kirishima raised an eyebrow with a single glance. Bakugou hesitated to respond. He folded his arms over his chest and tsked. “It’s not my fault that people misinterpret my facial expressions.” He defended himself.

Suddenly, the door opened. Walking into the room was Mrs Kubota, followed by you. You had a sweet smile on your face, following the Beta woman. Instantly, you had all of Kirishima and Bakugou’s attention. You smelled just like your handkerchief, but better because you carried your scent with you. You didn’t seem nervous, especially when you noticed two Alphas in the room instead of a typical fem-masc couple.

Mrs Kubota motioned for you to sit down where she previously was seated, but you waited a moment. You faced the two of them. “Good morning, it’s great to meet you.” You greeted, then you sat down.

Mrs Kubota nodded her head to you in approval before turning her attention to the two Alpha ProHeroes who had none of their attention towards her. She found that just perfect. “Gentlemen...” She placed her hands on your shoulders. “This is Y/N. They are to be the birth-dam of your choice, correct?” She asked.

Both Alphas looked at you for a long moment. They didn’t say anything, but they kept their eyes on you and your entire being. The blond had his piercing crimson eyes, that of a deep blood and of the most aged wines. He looked at you as if he could see right through you. As if your whole being was no match for his gaze. However, the redhead next to him, even though he was so large and a bit intimidating, had the softest eyes that looked at you as if you were a new chance, a new possibility for greatness. His eyes weren’t like the blond’s eyes. His were a soft candy apple red. Sweet and had almost a hue of pink to them, but so unnoticeably that it was still red.

The both of them looked at one another, before turning back forward and nodding their heads. Mrs Kubota smiled. “Wonderful. Y/N...” You looked up at her. “This is Kirishima Eijiro and Bakugou Katsuki. The Alpha couple that you will become a birth-dam for.” She informed you. She looked up to the two Alphas. “They will move in with you in a week’s time.”

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Bakugou stood in the doorway of a room. It was empty. Untouched since they had the whole house built, but at the same time it seemed to hold so much possibility. It was one of the many rooms that were yet to be filled and yet he couldn’t help but find it pleasant knowing that it wouldn’t be long till it was. He closed the door to the room, closing it off for now. He turned around and walked over to the other side of the second floor.

He was heading to the more lived in area, where his and Kirishima’s room was. Turning to a door to the right, he opened the room inside, stepping in. The nesting room was done to perfection. Boxes of your nesting material was in one corner of the room, untouched, unopened and waiting for you. The rest of the room was brightly lit with heavy curtains by the windows. There was a window ceil at the end of the room, a door to an in-suite bathroom and to top it all off in the middle of the room was a huge floor bed with tons of nesting material piled on top of it. Neither Bakugou nor Kirishima knew what exactly you would need so they just bought a whole lot of everything hoping to know through time.

Bakugou looked over the room one more time. It was clean of any spec of dust or dirt. He made sure that nothing would trigger you here. He also knew that this would be one of the few times he would actually get to be in the room before you move in and until you invite him and Kirishima inside.

Satisfied with the room, he turned to head back downstairs. His hand was on the rail as he descended to the first floor. Waiting for you to arrive, he went to the kitchen, snacks already prepared for you if you were hungry. As he looked over the kitchen table, he fiddled with the silver wedding ring on his finger. He breathed out a heavy breath as he closed his eyes, putting his hands on the white counter.

He wished Kirishima was here and that the redhead didn’t have had to go to work today. They were going to spend the next week off work and here with you while you settled in, but Kirishima had left early to finish some last paperwork left for them before you came around. Kirishima was always the better one out of the two of them when it came to dealing with Omegas. Bakugou was worried that he would mess up. That it wouldn’t end up the way they wanted it to be.

But he didn’t have much time to think about it since the doorbell rang.

Instantly he straightened up, red crimson eyes looking back to the door. He took out his phone as he walked to the front door.

Katsuki: They’re here

Bakugou stood on the other side of the door for a moment, his hand resting on the doorhandle. The moment he opened the door was the moment that it wouldn’t just be him and Kirishima. Even though this arrangement wasn’t permanent, even though your role was just to give them pups and nothing more, you would be with them. You would be a member of their household and someone they would have to look after and protect with their lives.

There was no going back on this.

With a deep breath, he opened the door.

Standing there holding a duffle bag was you. You had a bright smile on your face as you stood next to Mrs Kubota. Mrs K looked to Bakugou and you both bowed to him in greeting. “Good morning, Mr Bakugou.” She greeted him first. “Here I have brought you, Y/N.” She told him with a kind smile. She motioned to you who seemed rather relaxed for this whole situation. “Take good care of them for me.” She told him. Bakugou nodded his head. “Of course.” He told her sincerely.

“Great.” Mrs Kubota placed a hand on your shoulder, taking your attention. “Be good, dear. Report in regularly and don’t hesitate to call if there are any problems. Alright?”

You nodded your head. “Yes ma’am.”

“Good.” With a final wave, Mrs Kubota walked back to the black car that brought the both of you out here.

You turned your head to look back to the blond. Bakugou towered over you easily, his eyes just as intense as when you first met him. He looked back down at you for a moment, not saying or doing anything.

He was much taller than you thought he would be and very good looking too. The scent he seemed to carry around him was something savoury and yet sweet. Caramel and smoke, with something like cinnamon undertones. It was a strange scent for an Alpha, but it suited him. His big build clearly showed all the hero work he must do, yet somehow, he remained slender through it all.

Bakugou felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, which finally helped him snap out of it. He stepped to the side, allowing you through to get inside. You bowed your head in gratitude as you walked past him.

The house was extravagant, but it had a soft homely feel to it. As you saw from the outside, it stretched out and was huge but, on the inside, it seems all rather spaced out and airy which was nice. You looked around with wide eyes at it all. The clean home that awaited you and would now be your place of residence for over a year.

As you took off your shoes, replacing them with slippers, Bakugou pulled out his phone to look at the message he received.

Eijiro: Great! Do your best Kats. I’ll be there soon.

Eijiro: 😘😜

Bakugou rolled his eyes but smiled slightly. He put his phone away as he watched you look around the house with wide eyes. Bakugou then realized that he hadn’t taken your bag yet. He internally hit his forehead. Quickly, the blond walked past you, taking your bag off your shoulder without difficulty. You looked at him surprised but you gave him a grateful smile. “Thank you. You have a beautiful home, sir.” You complimented him.

Bakugou stopped walking, gripping the strap of your bag. He looked back to you with a raised eyebrow. “Thank you. Also, don’t call me that.”

You nodded. “Alright, Dynamight.”

“Don’t call me that either... unless I’m in my hero costume.”

“Alright, Bakugou-san.”

Bakugou paused and sighed heavily in dismay. He tried to remember what he had learnt over the years. He can’t always shout whenever he’s annoyed or angry. Bakugou turned around fully to face you, one hand in his pocket, the other holding your bag. “Bakugou and Kirishima is fine, if that is what makes you comfortable. No need to add the honorific. We wish not for there to be any unnecessary distance between us.”

You understood what he was trying to tell you. You were going to be staying here for a while and being close to them is a necessity in pup development too. You nodded your head. “Of course. I completely understand.”

Bakugou just looked at you hard for a moment before turning back around, walking deeper in the house. “Are you hungry?” He asked you.

“No, but thank you for asking.”

He just let out a hum as he walked over to a staircase. You watched him for a moment as he started climbing the stairs. The Alpha paused, noticing that you weren’t following him. He turned his head to look back at you. “Waiting for an invitation, cupcake?” He asked. You quickly scrambled to follow him as he continued his ascension up the stairs. He turned left. Going down a short corridor, he opened a door. “You’ll be staying with Eijiro and I.” He informed you, allowing you into the room first.

The room was wide and open, with a huge bed to the right. There were soft cushioned chairs here and there with a fireplace too. You noticed two doors. One led into a bathroom, the other seemed to be a closet. Once again you were left with a gawking expression as you walked inside, Bakugou following behind you. Bakugou walked into the closet putting your duffel bag on a little cushioned cube before walking back out off the closet. He motioned for you to follow him as he exited the room.

He walked to another room just opposite the master bedroom. He opened it but this time, stayed in the doorway, allowing you to see a nesting room. You looked around with wide eyes, your gaze instantly catching on your nesting items untouched to the side.

Bakugou leaned against the doorway. “You’ll be nesting in here.”

“I don’t have a choice?” You asked turning to him. Instantly the blond stiffened, seemingly not having thought about you might not liking the room. You chuckled, waving a hand down. “I’m joking. It’s perfect, thank you for the nesting room.” You told him genuinely.

The blond Alpha scowled with a grunt, clearly not happy with your little joke. It just made you chuckle to yourself. Since this room was the one room you were in that smelt neutral it felt like a fresh start to you, which meant that you felt like nesting. Like an itch at the back of your mind you needed to scratch. “Can I nest for a bit?” You motioned around you to the room. “To get the whole room settled and everything?” You asked him.

Bakugou hadn’t thought you would want to nest immediately, he thought he would at least get the tour done, but it would be best to let you get settled in your own way and relaxed than forcing you to do something else. Besides, he didn’t want a throw a spanner into things when you were feeling comfortable to nest in the room. If anything, it made his Alpha perk up in a pride knowing that you were okay nesting so quickly. Even if it was more for you then for them.

He nodded his head. “Of course. I’ll be downstairs if you need anything. Just call.” He closed the door to the room, leaving you alone.

“Honey, I’m home!” Kirishima opened the door, as he came back from work. The smell of food cooking greeted him more than welcomingly. Taking off his shoes and closing the door, Kirishima was more than happy to be home, especially knowing that you were now here. It was something that he was looking forward to through his day, but at the same time, made his day longer.

Kirishima walked to the kitchen, the blond Alpha already standing in the kitchen cooking something masterful no doubt. “Sorry I’m late. The UA interns needed to be taken back to UA after helping out in a bank robbery. All that paperwork is no joke.” He walked over to Bakugou who was facing the stove, he wrapped his arms around the blond’s slender waist and placed his head on top of his. Feeling that his mate was truly back Bakugou relaxed against Kirishima’s big frame with a breath making Kirishima chuckle. Kirishima placed a kiss to his head. “Omega driving you up the walls?” He asked.

“They haven’t come out.” Kirishima gave him a confused look as he tilted his head. Bakugou, feeling satisfied, switched off the stoves and turned around to face Kirishima. He folded his arms with his brow furrowed. He motioned upstairs. “They’ve been nesting the whole afternoon.” He told him.

Kirishima perked up at this. Then a broad smile went to his face at the news. “Well, that’s amazing.” He said truthfully. “I didn’t expect them to nest on the first day.” He said truthfully.

“Yah, well now they haven’t left the room and I don’t know what to do.” Bakugou threw his hand up in the air in exasperation.

“Wait…” Kirishima closed his eyes for a moment as he tried to think. “So, you haven’t checked in on them since?” He asked the blond Alpha. Bakugou opened his mouth, but he hesitated. He grimaced at the realization that he sort of just left you to do whatever you wanted upstairs. Kirishima looked at him in amusement and disbelief. He shook his head. “Come on Katsuki.” He turned around, heading out the kitchen.

“But Eij,” Bakugou quickly double checked on all the stoves and the oven, before following the giant redhead in his pursuit in finding you. He easily caught up to Kirishima who had already reached the stairs. “We can’t just enter their nesting room.”

“I never said we will. All I’m saying is we check in on them.” Kirishima told him simply. Bakugou still had a confused look on his face as the two ascended the stairs. Kirishima thought best to trying to explain why this was important. “Remember Kats, them nesting is them creating a place where they can feel safe, especially now that they’re living in an unknown place with unknown Alphas for who knows how long.” Kirishima motioned to the both of them. “So, us checking in on them and making sure that they are okay, will show that we care about their well-being and their nest even if they don’t show it to us ever.”

Bakugou furrowed his eyebrows as they finally reached the second floor. He let out a grunt as he looked off to the side. “I don’t see why it has to take so long to build a nest.”

“Nesting is an art.”

“It’s something, alright.” They found themselves standing outside the front door. Kirishima motioned for Bakugou to knock. Bakugou looked at Kirishima as if he was crazy. “What? Why me?”

“Katsuki, it’s a wooden door.” He stated simply. “I’ve seen you blast open two-inch steel enforced doors open with a single blow, are you really going to not knock because of a single Omega on the other side?” He asked with an amused raised eyebrow. Bakugou huffed as he crossed his arms looking away from Kirishima. Kirishima let out a chuckle at the blond Alpha’s behaviour. He knocked on the door.

“Just a second!” They heard from the other side. Kirishima gave Bakugou a pointed look. Bakugou ignored him. Before either of them could say anything, the door opened just enough for you to poke your head through without showing your nest or anything inside. Your eyes widened at the ginormous redhead. Bakugou already towered over you easily but with Kirishima standing here he made even him seem smaller. Kirishima was around a good five inches taller than Bakugou. He had a broad sharp toothed smile on his face but what really got you was the eyes. The eyes you saw a few days ago. The ones filled with kindness and good intent. You smiled matching his broad grin. “Afternoon big guy! It’s good to see you.”

Kirishima was like an excited puppy as he looked to Bakugou with wider eyes at the nickname. It only made the blond roll his eyes. Kirishima then looked back to you. “Its great to see you too. Are you doing okay? We wanted to check in on you since dinner is right about ready.”

“It is?” You asked with a high raised eyebrow. You scratched the side of your head in shock. “Have I been stuck here for so long?” You asked.

“Yes. Yes, you have.” Bakugou answered you bluntly.

You chuckled not thinking much of Bakugou’s attitude as you switched off the lights to the room. “Sorry Bakugou, I kind of just left you all alone. I’m sorry.” You apologised with a soft smile.

The blond Alpha looked at you a bit taken a back before letting out a soft growl. Not at you, but at the fact that he had allowed himself to let you apologise when you had done nothing wrong. He looked away from you. “Don’t apologise, idiot. It’s fine. You did nothing wrong. If you want to fucking nest, then nest. Be my guest.”

Kirishima rolled his eyes. “As you can see here, Katsuki isn’t the best at communication, but he tries.” Bakugou opened his mouth to say something to Kirishima, but the giant redhead just kissed his forehead, instantly making all the words the blond Alpha had to say, evaporate. You watched slowly as his face turned pink as he just turned around fully, huffing as he grumbled. You couldn’t help but giggle at him. He was rather cute. Like a cute angry puppy. Kirishima smiled before turning to you. Seeing as you were not uncomfortable with see them be affectionate towards each other, he saw it as a good sign. “How about you come down for dinner? Kats is an amazing cook.”

“Sure thing! I can’t wait to taste.” You smiled as you closed the door, following them downstairs.

-Glitch1d

This was just the first chapter that I'm uploading onto here. All other chapters are on AO3 which you can access on the link below. Thank you for all the love and support I've experienced writing this fic<3

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lolita-lollipop · 4 months

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Bnha Masterlist

Katsuki Bakugo

yandere barbarian bakugo x reader x dragon kirishima

Kiribaku: calling them dad

Yandere dragon kirishima x reader x yandere dragon king bakugo

Yandere Bakusquad Coraline Au

Yandere Bakusquad Werewolf Au

Yandere Bakudeku

Yandere Older brother Bakugo

Bakudeku x sick reader

Bakusquad rapunzel Au

Protective best friend bakugo

Bakusquad x naive reader

Naga kiribaku Au

Caretaker Robots BakuDEku x reader

Bakushoto x reader with seperation anxiety

KiriBaku x abused reader

Yandere father bakugo: he snaps

Security guard bakugo x child reader

Yandere bakuDeku x abandoned reader

Izuku Midoria

Villain Deku H'Cs

Yandere Bakudeku

Yandere father Izuku x stolen daughter of Bakugo

Bakudeku x sick reader

Yandere Villain Deku x Reader

tododeku x sick reader

Shinso

Yandere Shinso x reader x Denki

Yandere older brother shinso allowing reader out

Yandere villain shinso

Yandere shinso: marriage

Villain shinso x reader x villain denki

yandere shinso x reader x yandere denki werewolf Au

Denki Kaminari

Yandere Shinso x reader x Denki

Yandere Bakusquad Coraline Au

Yandere villain Denki x Reader x yandere Villain Kirishima

Villain shinso x reader x villain denki

yandere shinso x reader x yandere denki werewolf Au

Shouta Aizawa

Yandere father aizawa x teenage reader

Sugar Daddy Aizawa x broke! college reader

Erasermic "I hear a symphony" x reader

Erasermic x sick reader

Yandere Aizawa x anxiety ridden reader

Erasermic: competition between Aizawa and Mic

Erasermic: favoritism

Siren Au erasermic x child! reader

Erasermic x anxiety reader

Father Aizawa x kidnapped reader

Ghost Aizawa x Teen reader

Aizawa x medium reader

Aizawa taking care of depresed reader

Aizawa with a reader who has an emotional attachment to stuffed animal

Present Mic

yandere villain hizashi x reader

Erasermic "I hear a symphony" x reader

Erasermic x sick reader

Soft yandere Mic x teen reader

Erasermic: competition between Aizawa and Mic\

Erasermic: favoritism Pt:2

Kirishima

Yandere Kirishima x escaped child reader

Kiribaku: calling them dad

Yandere dragon kirishima x reader x yandere dragon king bakugo

Yandere Bakusquad Coraline Au

Yandere Father kirishima: making him angry Pt:2

Soft! yandere kirishima

Yandere villain Denki x Reader x yandere Villain Kirishima

Yandere kirishima: the little moments

Yandere Kirishima x reader: cuddling

Yandere bakuDeku x abandoned reader

Erasermic Family

Erasermic family coraline Au x reader Pt:2 Pt:3

Yandere erasermic family: Siren Au Pt:2

Erasermic family wonderland Au x reader Pt:2

Erasermic Family x unwilling reader

Royal erasermic Au x Cinderella reader Pt:2

Yandere erasermic: telling them you're pregnant

Demon Erasermic x reader Pt:2

Yandere Erasermic Family: Eri Snaps

Yandere erasermic: meeting 1A on accident

"crickets" erasermic x runaway reader

Todoroki

Bakushoto x reader with seperation anxiety

tododeku x sick reader

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thefiery-phoenix · 7 months

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YANDERE KIRIBAKU HEADCANONS

As we all know, Katsuki Bakugou, aka the deformed looking hedgehog with angry pomeranian problems is a VERY AGGRESSIVE and POSSESSIVE ASF Yandere, not to mention slightly delusional too

Daddy shark on the other hand, is a very doting yandere and wants to provide the BEST of the BEST for their darling and absolutely LOVES to smother their darling with affection and all that other shit. He is also a very OVERPROTECTIVE one might I add

Having Kirishima around is actually helpful for you since whenever Katsuki gets moody (like, WHEN IS he NOT moody? Lol, I make sound like some moody teenager with anger issues. Oh wait...*insert surprised pikachu face here*) , he tends to take his anger out on his favorite toy, aka you, but lucky for you, Kirishima intervenes and makes him stop acting like a spoiled and bratty child. Kirishima knows how to handle the situation and might even make it easy for you to handle. The way he behaves, you almost forget that he's a yandere, (NOTICE!! I said, ALMOST) until you try asking for ''certain things'' and you try escaping in which case, OH BOY, I PRAY for you, you're basically toast

It's quite obvious that boom boom boi and rock boi are the dominant ones in the relationship meaning, you're the sub! Congrats and have fun ;)

If they catch you escaping, well... good luck with dealing with their punishments since they can be pretty brutal.... They might say some mean things to you which will also be followed by a few slaps here and there and basically, doing whatever they want with you

But aftercare with them is like 5 star treatment. If you fall into a state of depression and overwhelming sadness that has the look of a puppy getting kicked, they won't be able to stand it since they love you to death and they care for you okay? You're THEIRS and they can't let their darling precious angel enter such a horrible state now, can they?

Aftercare is typically done by you getting squished like a tomato in between them where they'll whisper soothing and sweet things into your ears and try calming you the FREAK down and stroke your hair and give you head pats and massages and especially LOADS of hugs and everyone favourite things: CUDDLES!!!!! They might even let you watch a movie of your choice if you're feeling really down as hell

You'll love the aftercare these strong bois have in store for ya pal. After an escape punishment, Bakugou will still be pissed at you and leave you there but Kirishima will take care of you. He'll make excuses for Bakugou and comfort you. Bakugou will have calmed down by then and he isn't the type to show affection and all that most of the times anyways, so expect to be spoiled to DEATH the next day by him giving you breakfast in bed and he won't exactly apologize but actions speak louder than words, don't they?

They will not hesitate to kill ANYONE who comes in their way. PERIODT. They aren't picky anyways about who to kill. Remember that man who was giving you the wrong look? Eyeballs gouged out. Bones? broken into pieces. Limbs? Ripped apart and torn to shreds. Hotel? Trivago (Lol, I did it again, so proud of myself :) )

If Bakugou snaps, it'll be like some mad dog has finally bitten him, but don't say that to him if you want to go deaf for a whole day. Anywho, if he snaps, good luck dealing with the uncontrollable pomeranian and I offer you my best wishes to you and Kirishima. He won't snap out of it easily and it usually involves him losing control of his emotions where he will hit you and Kirishima. Of course Kirishima WILL protect you and not let you get hit. What sort of man would he be if he lets you get hurt?

Bakugou will eventually realize what he's doing and finally go back to normal and will end up actually apologizing for once in his life and things might go back to normal (Well, as normal as they have been when you've been kidnapped)

If Kirishima is the one to snap, Bakugou won't stop it for a bit. He will calm you down if things start getting too much. If he feels that Kirishima is going too far, he'll just give him a whack on the head that'll ''wake'' him up and all that. Kirishima will go back and forth between spoiling you two and calling himself despicable for two weeks until you and Bakugou do something. If both of them snap... well... you get yo runnin' shoes and hide the HECK away from them and you start getting depressed

When they get to know about your mental health state, don't be surprised if you wake up in the morning surrounded with over 50+ oversized hoodies and your favorite things. The root of their affection comes from one word. Cuddles. They will cuddle all day and not want to move unless one of you gets hungry. They will give you kisses and shit too but cuddles are their forte

Once you develop Stockholm Syndrome, damn do these two spoil you. They let you get whatever cute outfit you want but they limit if it's more of a household outfit vs going out outfit. Their extremely dominant side comes out because you're timid or rebellious nature has died at this point

#yandere bnha #yandere bnha x reader #yandere kirishima x reader x yandere bakugou #poly yanderes #poly yandere kiribaku x reader #poly yanderes kiribaku x reader oneshots #poly yanderes kiribaku scenarios #poly yanderes kiribaku oneshots #poly yanderes kiribaku imagines #yandere kirishima x reader #yandere bakugou x reader #yandere kiribaku oneshots #yandere kiribaku imagines

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mango-bango-bby · 1 year

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Could I request platonic dads kiribaku with a toddler! reader who has a lot of admires in public they’re child is super friendly towards everybody that walks past them.

♡ Famous ♡

(A/N: I’m literally in love with the KiriBaku fam 😭😭 And thank you all for being so sweet and encouraging of me lately, I’ve been in a slump and I’ve just been pretty busy lately so thank you for being so kind 🫶 But I’m trying to get inspired again so any ideas or requests are appreciated!!)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, platonic yandere, Kiribaku, parents kiribaku, public attention, paparazzi, reader is adorable

Summary: The public loves you, although your dads aren’t to thrilled about all your fans (Platonic!Yan!Bakugou x GN!Toddler!reader x Platonic!Yan!Kirishima)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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There were a lot of fans of your fathers. Eijiro and Katsuki being top heroes definitely draws attention to not only to them but also to you. As much as they tried to keep you out of the public eye, you ended up being known anyways. They tried to keep you hidden so you wouldn’t be targeted by any villains or paparazzi but it eventually failed.

And as they had fans, you had fans. The public absolutely adored you, you would wave at paparazzi as your fathers tried to hide you and you would fin your way out and smile at everyone.

People just couldn’t not get enough of you and your family, people found it absolutely adorable how you were so small and sweet and both of your fathers were strong pro-heroes.

Katsuki huffs, feeling stares at them. Despite trying to conceal their identities with hats, masks, and sunglasses, it seems they have been recognized. They wanted to take you shopping as they loved to spoil you. You sat in a toddler stroller, the hood all the way down to cover you.

Eijiro starts urging Katsuki to push you faster to the car as the clicks of cameras as well as the flashes of lights. You look up from your rabbit stuffed animal in your arms from the sound of commotion from outside the bubble of your stroller. You peek your head out of the hood, lifting it up with your little hand.

You smile brightly as you wave excitedly at the people in front of you. It doesn’t seem as of your dads noticed you were doing this as they would definitely pull the hood back down. Luckily they weren’t to far from the car so they tried getting you into your car seat. The moment you’re taken out of your car seat though, you immediately wave.

“Hi!” You say excitedly, waving at the paparazzi cause many of them to coo at you. It almost comical, how you excitedly greeted them while your blonde father held you with a look of distance for the paparazzi. He quickly buckles you in before you, Katsuki, and Eijiro leave.

It was obvious later that you went completely viral. Specifically the photo of Katsuki holding you, the way was scowling and the way you were smiling was perfect meme material and people just loved the adorable photo.

Your fathers weren’t exactly to happy about it. They understood why the public adored you, hell, they adored you too. But they were also very protective over you, there were so many creeps and villains out there.

But there’s not much they can do other than agree with all the people who called you adorable.

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

Thank you for reading, darling!!

#yandere bnha #yandere kirishima x reader #yandere kirishima #yandere eijiro x reader #yandere eijiro #yandere bakugo x reader #yandere bakugou #yandere katsuki x reader #yandere katsuki #platonic yandere #platonic yandere dads

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honeesucker · 1 year

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Pairing: ProHero!DynaMight | Katsuki Bakugo x Puppygirl!Reader

Word count: 4,244

Series Content Warnings: Slow start... Graphic Depictions of Past Abuse & Trauma Response | Profuse Usage of Pet Names / All-around Softness | Bakugo Experienced Work-Related Trauma (causing near deafness, being put on leave from the agency, PTSD) | Eventual smut™ (will be tagged in individual chapters - to include but not limited to KiriBaku, HybridxHybrid, Hybrid heat trope, sex toy usage).

Chapter Warning: just some good ole KirixBaku intimacy / softness in this one.

*Not proofread.

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Bakugo had spent the better part of the next three days after leaving the rescue facility overthinking everything – the layout of his apartment would need to be changed, for instance – made to be safer for a hybrid in a new environment until they adjusted, and also just add things for the hybrid to share in their new home – switching out his office to give the hybrid their own room (Bakugo read that having their own space is important from a mental health perspective, in general for anyone, even more so when healing from trauma). He had already cleared out the spare room, adjusting his own to fit the scant amount of a home office he had to leave the room bare, Bakugo wanted to make sure the hybrid could feel free to choose their own furniture, to fill the room with things they liked and wanted... wanted to make sure that whoever he brought home felt comfortable.

Whoever, Bakugo mused, while an image of you snuggled into Kirishima made his heart clench tightly. That night he had wrapped up the tour and ended up in the common room to see the sight of you curled between his friend and the wolf hybrid... it did something to him – called to some part of him instantly in a way he had never known before... more than his innate desire to protect citizens as a Pro Hero – no, this was something deeper than that. His night was spent tossing and turning in and out of daydreams that bore your face, imagining more of a life than Bakugo knew to hope for – firstly because in his heart his greatest fear being that he wasn’t worthy of safety, of love, of comfort or anything else in a similar vein... he had been an absolute explosive shithead of a child, and while he grew from his experiences, he knew he was still as brash and sharp-edged as ever and his relationships with others over the years bore witness to that truth. The only exception being Kirishima – whose quirk hardened him to the world, and whose soft heart and unending perseverance lent him an upper hand with Bakugo... everything else after that came easy between them as it always had since they were kids, as their relationship grew and transformed into what it was today.

Bakugo’s second fear being one that had him worrying his teeth against the skin of his bottom lip all night until the fragile skin tore, the copper taste of his blood turning his mouth sour – would you want to come home with him? He knew one of the introductory processes in the rehabilitation program was to match the hybrid with the person, and within that list of candidates was a choice: the hybrid held the final say in whether or not they wanted to be placed with whomever met the qualifications and requested their placement with them.

Bakugo didn’t get to introduce himself to you that night, TetsuTetsu had carried your sleeping form back to your room after another ten minutes or so when the tour had ended and Bakugo had given a gentle shake to Kirishima’s shoulder. Kirishima – who observed a new look on his friend's face – watched as Bakugo watched you; his ears and cheeks were a dusty shade of pink, his eyes softer than he had ever seen them as his friend’s crimson eyes watched you disappear down a hallway.

Bzzzzzzzzt. Bzzzzzzztttt. Bzzzzzzzzzztttt.

Bakugo froze at the sound of the harsh vibration from his phone jarring the silence of his apartment and tearing him out of the hole his thoughts were digging him into. The device sat on the shelf by his entryway where he dropped it after coming in from his morning run, the gentle melodic tinkling sounds of his ringtone being drowned out by the phone’s assault of the wooden surface. He nearly blasted himself to his entryway and saw an unknown number on his caller ID, normally he would let it go to voicemail but a tug in the back of his mind was urging him to answer.

“Hello?” Bakugo answered, and was met with a quick reply. “Yes, hello – I am calling for a Mr. Katsuki Bakugo?”

“Yeah, you got him - whad’ya want?” Bakugo was used to randoms getting his number and was always prepared to handle anything... anything but the unexpected reply that came from the other end of this call.

“I’m sorry to bother you Mr. Bakugo but after careful consideration I wanted to extend the good news that you have been approved for a hybrid license through the rehabilitation program and are free to come in anytime to discuss next steps.” Bakugo froze on the spot, phone nearly dropping out of his sweaty palm. “Mr. Baku-?” Bakugo cut off the query.

“I’m here, sorry,” his mumbled reply came through, “my schedule is open. I would like to come as soon as possible.” Bakugo’s mind went blank as he made his way through the rest of the conversation on autopilot. He had an appointment the following morning to head back to the facility to begin his classes, as well as move forward in the decision of which hybrid would suit him after meeting those they gathered based on his lifestyle.

Bakugo’s finger slipped across the screen as the call ended, typing a quick “Come over, please” to who he needed the most right now. A reply chimed backed but Bakugo didn’t look at his screen to read the message, just felt his body slip down the wall, his butt landing on the bench in his entryway. He didn’t know how much time had passed before he heard the melodic beeping of the keypad entry to his home being pressed and soon the door pushed opened to revealed an out of breath Kirishima. Kirishima, whose eyes went wide with worry as he made his way further into Bakugo’s home, closing and locking the door behind him before heading over to where his friend sat, pulling him up by his arm and leading him to the living room to plop down onto the large, plush couch. Kirishima seated himself behind Bakugo, who rested his head against the larger man’s chest, tucked under a massive arm.

“Wanna talk about it?” Kirishima finally vocalized, breaking the silence as he traced gentle random patterns on Bakugos exposed skin around his neck and shoulders, occasionally bringing his hand up to card large fingers through soft blonde hair. A quiet “Mm” was the only reply he received and he just nodded, continuing to provide what comfort he could until Bakugo could settle his thoughts and speak clearly. “Did you get denied from the program?” Kirishima was afraid to ask, but he needed to help Bakugo navigate whatever feelings he was having and knowing the explosive blonde, his anxiety was eating away at him as the silence continued on.

“No,” Bakugo finally answered. “I was approved for the hybrid license and have an appointment tomorrow to move forward with classes and introductions...”

“That’s great news, isn’t it Kats?” Kirishima’s tone was gentle and even, navigating a conversation when he was unsure of the blonde’s feelings; a grumble sounded against his chest with a soft vibration. “What’s got you worrying?”

“M’scared,” Bakugo mumbled against Kirishima’s chest, “what if I never get better? What if I fuck up and cause the hybrid more trauma? If I can’t control myself and hurt them with my quirk, or yell too loud... what if no hybrid at the center wants to go home with me?” Kirishima’s head was swimming with Bakugo’s rapid-fire questions and all he could think to do was squeeze his large arms around the blonde (Kirishima knew that deep pressure therapy was helpful with some anxiety attacks) and pressed his lips against the top of the blonde’s head, drinking in the clean smell that he had come to know so well. Eventually Kirishima felt Bakugo relax in his arms fully, body going limp as each muscle, each limb, relaxed.

“You can always ask for help when you’re doubting anything, Kats – you know I will drop everything to be there for you,” Kirishima started, going back to his earlier motion of tracing random patterns on Bakugo’s skin. “You will definitely have to be careful of how you act and react around a new hybrid, but I’m not worried about anything like you are – it's gonna work out a lot better than you think,” a gentle hum of a reply sounded, “and I’m sure you’ll find yourself surprised at how many hybrids would be happy to go home with you, and the center is super good at matching people with most unusually perfect hybrids... TetsuTetsu wasn’t my first choice, I worried over how similar we were at first but it all came together perfectly, and you’ve witnessed that,” Bakugo’s mind was still swimming, but the electrified panic that had set alight to his blood was quelled for now between Kirishima’s calm dissection of his worries, and the feel of his fingers over his skin and the steady thump thump thump of Kirishima’s heart beating rhythmically against Bakugo’s ear.

It wasn’t long before Kirishima heard a small snore from Bakugo and smiled down at the way his face softened in his relaxed state. His mind mulling over how this intimacy between them was something Kirishima held dearly to his heart – sure they were close friends at UA, Bakugo often opening up to Kirishima more and more over the years, though nowhere near as much as he does now – actually asking for help – and they’ve also found comfort in each other physically through their natural chemistry and need for intimacy given their isolating lifestyles as they aged. Kirishima pulled the soft black throw Bakugo had draped on the back of the couch and pulled it over the blonde as he settled in, continuing to trace patterns along his back as the gentle thump of his heart and soft snores lulled him off to sleep as well.

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Kirishima awoke to the sounds of shuffling, and quiet clinks of glass when he opened his eyes to see Bakugo in the kitchen, black sweats hung low on his hips, hair still damp and lying flat around his head. Bakugo was sipped from a coffee mug as he scrolled through his phone.

“Coffee is ready,” Bakugo mumbled out, a yawn threatening to escape as he took another sip. “Y’also didn’t have to stay with me Red, would’ve been fine.” Kirishima stretched, long limbs taking up space in Bakugo’s living room as he stood and made his way to the kitchen for the steaming coffee.

“TetsuTetsu is with Denki, and as fine as I know you’d be you still shouldn’t have to be alone at a time like that,” Kirishima stated simply, and Bakugo appreciated it – knowing the red-haired Hero always meant what he said, never having to worry if his emotions, his worries, were too burdensome on his friend, or if he wasn’t worth the effort. Kirishima was a good person but he was also honest, didn’t waste his time or say things he didn’t mean – something Bakugo could always count on to reassure him. “Want me to go with you to the rescue facility today? I could call off patr-” before Kirishima could even finish Bakugo was shaking his head and protesting.

“Nah,” he said, “I’ll be okay to go it alone today and don’t need you slacking on patrol either – it's shitty enough with me being out.” Bakugo’s frustration on being put on leave with light-duty was evident but Kirishima only nodded, knowing when to reply with words and when Bakugo was just looking to get something out.

“Alright - I better get going then but shoot me a text when you wrap up and we can meet up after,” Kirishima said, stepping close to press a quick kiss to Bakugo’s temple as he set his coffee cup down on the counter behind him. “I mean it, Kats, send the damn text or you’ll find me at your door come the end of my shift.” Bakugo only snorted, cocked eyebrow and smirked as Kirishima returned the look with his own wide smile, before stepping into the entryway and grabbing his shoes and keys. “You’ll do great, Bakugo!”

The silence that enveloped the apartment after Kirishima shut the door left Bakugo with an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach, the heavy lead weighing him down as he swallowed hard, rubbing his palms on his sweats as he made his way to his room to get dressed and make the drive via cab out to the rescue facility.

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It was within the hour that Bakugo found himself back in front of the large expanse of greenery and sleek architecture that was the Musutafu Hybrid Rehabilitation Center. His anxiety still a heavy weight tied to the bottom of his heart, dragging painful minutes by as he made his way through the automatic doors, and was greeted by the same employee who was there the last time he visited for his initial interview.

“Ah, Mr. DynaMight!” The cheery voice greeted, a bright smile accompanying it. “So happy to see you back with us! The Director is waiting for you in the same conference room as last time, just down the hall there and to your left – did you need me to walk you there?”

“Nah,” Bakugo managed, starting to turn his body. “I got it, thanks.” Hina, Bakugo recalled, was just as cheery with his short reply and waved him off as she called after him to seek her out if he needs any assistance. Bakugo found the conference room easily enough, even after years of taking damage to his head in more ways than one, his mind and memory were still sharp. Bakugo knocked twice before hearing a soft Come in, and opened the door to see the Director thumbing through some paperwork before she set it down and welcomed him in with a warm smile.

“Mr. Bakugo, so happy to see you again so soon,” she started, motioning the blonde to take a seat opposite her. “I was just finalizing the schedule for classes you need to participate in regarding this rehabilitation program, as well as what is required by our facility’s standards to ensure our hybrids are entering the right home with the right fit in an adopter. I have sent you an email a moment ago that provides a login for you to watch most of the informational teachings we require via an online classroom where you’d still be in touch with an instructor who will go over the information provided and how it relates to your hybrid ownership as well as the few in-person classes we require here at the facility. I have also arranged for you to join us as we’re hosting an informative event today, so it’ll be good for you to see a variety of our hybrids as well as have time to interact with them and get more of a sense of what we do here as well.”

Bakugo and the Director had an easy chat as she led him down to the other side of the building, where he recalls being last time, where they were holding the informative open house with hybrids, staff and public alike. He already heard a gentle thrum of a musical beat, accompanied by the white noise of people talking before he rounded a corner to see the brightly lit room filled with people and hybrids alike. They door to the outdoor courtyard was also open, the fresh garden air pushing in and comingling with the scent of pastries from a food table a few feet away from the doors. Bakugo swallowed, palms clamming up at the sight of so many people, but as he and the Director walked through the crown, her even stopping to speak to a few people, no one seemed to spare Bakugo more than a lingering glance before their attention was moved back to the original subject. The director bid Bakugo goodbye as she was needed elsewhere in the event, but said he could stick around and engage as much as he liked before setting off.

What felt like an eternity, but after a quick glance at his watch only turned out to be an hour and a half, of Bakugo moving about the room, engaging with the different setups and the information they were providing – he even entered a raffle for prizes he didn’t look closely enough at the list to see – Bakugo found himself with a soft piece of sweet milk bread in his hand as he headed out to the garden to get away from the noise and crowd.

He had just seated himself on a short stone wall, a perfect height for a makeshift bench to lounge on, and taken the first bite of his bread before he felt a small pressure against his back on the lower right side, before he heard a soft sniffling sound. His initial instinct was to blast first, ask questions later but as his palm popped and sparked with the sudden contact on his back he decided just to turn around and intimidate with looks.

What Bakugo didn’t expect was to see you.

You in all your tiny glory compared to him. Soft, plush tail swishing behind you slowly as you continued to nose at his jacket, unknowingly being watched with a quirked brow from the blonde, admiring the soft little points of your ears atop your head – as straight as he had ever seen ears short of those that were cropped – which yours didn’t appear to be. He wanted to reach out and touch them but didn’t want to spook you from... whatever it was that you were doing right now.

It was with one final sniff you decided to look up, tail having picked up to wag at a faster pace before your eyes met his, and instantly your whole body went rigid. Tail frozen, eyes wide.

“M’sorry,” it came out so fast Bakugo almost didn’t register you said a real word, “smelled like Red.”

“Red?” Bakugo parroted, before it hit him. “Big guy, red hair?”

You nodded slowly, wanting to take a step back from the stranger but something about the smell he gave off beneath the familiar scent of Kirishima made you stay close, taking in small huffs of air, Bakugo’s sharp eyes noticing the tiny bunny-like twitches of your nose.

“He’s a friend of mine,” Bakugo wanted to keep this interaction going, for reasons beyond his rationality, he wanted you to stay, “he was at my house this morning so it probably still smells like him a lot, hm?”

“Friend,” you parroted back to him while nodding, a little lost in thought. “TetsuTetsu’s’a friend of Red.”

“You like that annoying wolf, huh?” Bakugo chuckled at the way you gave a comically flat smile with a nod.

“Yeah, kinda decided we were friends before I did,” Bakugo just nodded, carmine eyes watching you closely as he tried to keep his pounding heart under control.

“Sounds like him,” Bakugo muttered with a dry laugh and watched as you hopped up onto the concrete wall next to him before hopping back down onto your feet, you were going between looking at him and the ground as you worried your bottom lip between your teeth, tiny little canines poking over in a way that made you look like a little cartoon vampire.

“Can I sniff?” You finally said, and Bakugo’s brain short-circuited for a moment, not expecting that to be what came out of your mouth next. He didn’t fully know what you meant to sniff, but he simply nodded, taking any excuse to extend this meeting. Your tail gave away your emotions as it swished quickly behind you, the air making a soft whooshing noise in the fluffy fur. You stepped forward slowly before you found yourself pressing into Bakugo’s side, nosing along the front of his shift before you hit his armpit, scrunching your nose at the strong musk that surprised you with how pleasant it actually was. Bakugo stayed completely still as he eyed you, watching as you eventually made your way across the top neckline of his shirt, cold nose occasionally touching the skin of his throat, and then you did something unexpected – you picked up his hand and held his palm to your nose as well. “Hm,” was all you said every so often, sometimes quick and concise like you were confirming something, and other times it was a gentle hum like you were trapped in a faraway thought.

“Smelling for bombs, pup?” Bakugo finally broke the silence as you turned his hand over in your own, nosing at his wrist with one final huff. You not catching onto the joke the explosive hero made because you appeared to have zero idea who he was.

“M’not,” you said, plopping yourself down into the grass at Bakugo’s feet as you looked up at him with bright eyes, and a careful smile. “You smell like something I’ve smelled before but I can’t remember what.” Bakugo’s blood pressure nearly skyrocketing when he caught the whispered end of your comment, “smell safe.” He didn’t totally catch on to what you meant by saying that, but the fact you said ‘safe’ as a word synonymous with him, or at least his smell, made his chest puff up a little. The garden courtyard had darkened a little as the sun dipped below the roof, casting long shadows across the grass though you were still plopped in the last chunk of light.

“Should you be back inside with everyone?” Bakugo asked, afraid that him bringing it up would cause you to leave before he was ready but he had nothing else to say that wouldn’t come off totally insane.

“Don’t really like being around so many people,” you said, pulling fistfuls of grass up as you spoke. “Hana said it would be good for progress but if socialization means crowds, I don’t want it.”

“Who’s Hana?” Bakugo questioned.

“Counselor,” you said, “she’s always mine when I come back.” Bakugo stopped in his questioning tracks as that seemingly innocuous sentence hit him. When you come back. You said it so simply, like the regularity of your return was expected at this point for you.

“Do you like coming back?” Bakugo asked, careful to treat in this unknown space with you.

“Ah,” you eyed him sheepishly, before refocusing back on the grass you were gouging up from the ground. “I don’t mind being here because everyone is nice even when I’m not,” he watched the corner of your lips quirk up in a small smile, but your eyes looked so sad. “I would rather just stay here if I'll always end up coming back.”

“Would you give going away another try if it happened?” Carefully.

You eyed him, not with suspicion or anything else, just took in the way he was watching you, the careful tone of his voice. “Red has TetsuTetsu, so he can’t have me.” You said it in such a way that Bakugo was left stunned for a moment before he recognized what you were saying beneath that.

“Would you want to go to a place where you see Red and TetsuTetsu more?” Carefully.

He watched as your brows furrowed, taking in his question for what it was before answering, “mm, that would be nice.”

Bakugo was going to ask one final question before both of your attentions turned to the open facility doors where a staff member was calling out for you.

“There you are, little puppy!” The girl’s sing-songy voice grated in Bakugo’s ears but you just jumped up and dusted yourself off, the girl at the door stating it was time for your dinner, calling to the events end as well. You had turned to watch as Bakugo stood, towering over you.

“Thank you,” you had started your walk back to the door, when Bakugo had called back what you were thanking him for, “for letting me sniff you.”

“Anytime, Pup.” Bakugo’s heart was crashing against his chest wall as he watched you retreat inside, thinking what a weird thing to be thanked for, but the fact that he provided you with something that it seemed you wanted, he was only happy to oblige.

He had made his way inside where the Director was saying goodbyes to some people making their way out, and directing staff to put things away a certain way before he spotted Bakugo and smiled her bright smile at him.

“Mr. Bakugo, glad to see you still here!” She beamed, in between her interaction with Bakugo she was barking out orders like a good leader does. “Did you find anything enlightening at the event?”

“I did,” Bakugo started, telling her all he had done that afternoon, the information that surprised him and even his impromptu raffle entry to which the Director gave a surprised smile. That made Bakugo wonder what the hell he signed up for before he caught sight of a familiar tail walking down a long hallway. “I did want to speak with you, Director,” Bakugo rushed out, nodding his head to get the Director’s attention down the hallway where you and the staff girl from earlier were. “I would like to know more about that hybrid in particular.”

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