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BakuDeku: No Quirks AU Part I

Click here for Part II, Part III, and Part IV!

63 Works.

Strawberry Clouds by Catopawtra ( G | 38,898+ | 16/? )

On a beautiful day in late summer, Izuku Midoriya accidentally collides with a certain ash blonde skateboarder named Katsuki Bakugou and breaks the prized skateboard. Between juggling his part time job, school and the ill health of his mother, Izuku promises to get Katsuki a new board before the month is out.

A cute fluffy, dorky love between Katsuki and Izuku~ Milkshakes, coffee, skateboards and more~ Enjoy!

[Abandoned] a railcar named desire by Ramabear (RyMagnatar) ( E | 9,069 | 4/? )

Sometimes, on the train, Katsuki encounters a stranger who has the power to make his day incredible, just by the touch of his skin.

Every meeting, he feels drawn to the stranger, drawn to touch him, to hold him, to speak to him. And though it physically pains him to pull away, time and again, he always does.

Katsuki can't help himself and he doesn't want to ruin a good thing by trying to continue it off the train. Those moments they share are enough for him.

-------

Izuku tells himself, over and over, that what happens on the train stays on the train and if it happens only on the train then it isn't a problem at all.

-------

It turns out, they're both very, very wrong.

The Boy Made From Ash by theabridgedkuriboh ( T | 8,751+ | 7/? )

Legend tells of a single boy, a child who was born with a curse. His body was tainted, dark incantations cover every inch of his skin. A proactive curse said to cause the skin of the wearer’s body to feel like fire to others.

[Self-Harm]

[Abandoned] Falling Into Place by myraj ( G | 2,752 | 2/? )

Things that fall: petals, teardrops, snowflakes, rain, leaves, the sun, and I, for you.

[Abandoned] Fucking Nerd by PlotPancake ( Not Rated | 6,990 | 2/? )

Izuku isn't the luckiest person and god he knows it! So is it just another way of the universe raining on Izuku's parade, when his new study partner turns out to be his old childhood friend Katsuki or is it a chance for their old friendship to blossom once again?

(Honestly i'm not very good at coming up with summaries that captures the readers, but i hope this description is enough to at least peek someones interest) (≧◡≦)

{ Curator’s Note: Summary suggests that this fic is mainly about BakuDeku. However, it has the Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto relationship tag as well and the endgame is not explicitly stated in the tags, description, or notes. }

[Abandoned] King Of The Forest by Wildkitten312 ( T | 6,865 | 4/? )

Katsuki Bakugou had lived in the woods for a few years, growing accustomed to living in the wild. Outlawed in the last village, he's called a "beast" and a "traitor." One day, he spots a green haired boy in his old home village and becomes interested.

[Graphic Depictions of Violence]

Watered By The Rain by demonglass ( T | 4,209 | 1/1 )

Midoriya isn't thrilled about the typhoon raging outside the school. He's even less thrilled about the person it's trapping him inside with.

fulfilled by howitzerimpact ( G | 836 | 1/1 )

bakugou katsuki has always felt empty, disconnected almost. he barely has any direction in life - what he wants to do, where he wants to go.

however, one summer day, he encounters someone who shakes his world.

the baking prodigy in the all-might pajamas by lucyheartfilia ( T | 59,682+ | 19/25 )

College AU in where angry art major Bakugou Katsuki kind of, sort of falls in love with a cute, green-haired nerd that likes to bake in his all-might pjs at questionable hours of the night.

someday, at this place by howitzerimpact ( G | 553 | 1/1 )

growth is pain, emotions are weird.

what is a crush anyway?

bakugou katsuki learns through the years what tears can mean.

Flirt by kitty_ray ( T | 1,015 | 1/1 )

Deku can't handle being flirted with, Bakugou is Hella Tired™, and Ochako never loses a bet.

(Bakudeku week day four: Retail AU)

Series Part 4 of I love every bit of you (Bakudeku week 2017)

It's Better Than Drinking Alone by osakakitty ( E | 7,116 | 1/1 )

On the fourteenth of July, Izuku Midoriya's girlfriend called him to her place, and dumped him. And now, on the morning of the fifteenth of July, he woke up with a gruesome hangover and no one to celebrate the day with.

Or not.

Modern-day AU where Midoriya and Bakugo are strangers who meet in a bar, and then have wild and crazy sex later that night. The morning after, it's Midoriya's birthday, but he can't quite remember everything that happened. Bakugo is still willing to give him a present.

[Dubious Consent]

[Abandoned] Alexithymia by DriftingGlass ( M | 61,246 | 10/11 )

It’s as if he’s inhaling a breath of snow and ashes—a shock and choke in his throat, strangely reminiscent of the day he realized that the birthmark blooming on his shoulder was identical to the drawings on his childhood friend’s desk.

Now, twelve years later, it only confirms Izuku’s impending doubts that, yes, he is now legally claimed by Katsuki Bakugou.

[ THIS FIC HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED. ]

[Implied/Referenced Underage Sex]

[Abandoned] Flower Fields by pixelkitt ( T | 6,016 | 3/? )

"Flowers are pretty, but not when they have my bloodstains on them."

[Abandoned] Survive. by bakugovs ( M | 8,211 | 4/? )

It's been more than half a decade since it all happened. No one saw it coming, so no one stopped it. Midoriya Izuku had lost so much since that faithful day it all started. Family, friends, stability, shelter, love, his childhood, unmade memories, his happiness. But he kept going, in search of something, anything, that's probably not even there. When he gets himself in a bit of a situation, his life flashs before his eyes. On the verge of ending it all, he finds the one person he never thought he'd see again. A certain fiery blonde, that he knows he shouldn't be too overjoyed to come face to face with again, but in the end can't help himself.

Bakugou Katsuki.

-------OR------- Izuku is stuck in the middle of an apocalypse alone with nowhere to go. He visits the city he grew up in, to pick up a few things, when he gets himself in a bad situation and almost dies. He ends up meeting his childhood friend/bully Bakugou Katsuki, resurfacing a lot of memories and forming new ones.

[Graphic Depictions of Violence (Blood and Gore) | Major Character Death | Suicide]

[On Hiatus] Welcome Home by Viciedy ( Not Rated | 22,600+ | 7/? )

Midoriya Izuku is a civilian in Japan who accepted the reality of his state being quirkless, resulting him in being unable to be a pro-hero.

But he doesn't want to give up that easily from trying to cheer people up, make someone's day, or help others.

So what better way to sweeten up someone's day with sweets?

[Abandoned] This Time by TheSorcererOfWinter ( T | 2,248 | 1/? )

Katsuki stared up the sky, wondering if this was the punishment for all the sins he had done. He knew nothing can change the past, but he had changed for the better. It is forgiveness he sought when he came back to Japan, hoping to get the chance to atone for his mistakes. This time, he wanted to make things right. But how was he supposed to ask for forgiveness after Izuku's revelation?

{ Curator’s Note: This work also tagged with the Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto relationship tag as well as the Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi relationship tag. However, in the beginning notes, the author said: “This is basically my first story in BNHA for KatsuIzu Fic...” }

[On Hiatus] I Swear I'm Not Only Here For The Dog by Manateequeem ( M | 37,185+ | 29/? )

Bakugou Katsuki was never a real fan of dogs, but when Midoriya Izuku reappears in his life, he steals his friend's dog as his own.

Otherwise known as the quirkless au where Katsuki pretends that Kirishima's dog is his to get closer to Izuku who may or may not have a crush on Todoroki.

[Abandoned] the lies and the truth by electraheathens ( T | 3,598 | 6/? )

Katsuku Bakugou is rich.

Izuku Midoriya is not.

They live in completely different worlds, and this is the story of how those worlds collided.

[On Hiatus] Kacchan's secret by LikaNightmare ( E | 6,873+ | 4/? )

Of all the things that Midoriya Izuku might have expected to see – which covered a fairly good range of weird situations he had seen in the past involving Katsuki – in no scenario on his mind would he find himself watching his friend jerking off. And to pile up to that shocking image, he was calling out Izuku's name.

Home by Excommunicate ( T | 2,416 | 1/1 )

If Bakugou Katsuki needed to find a reason to visit Izuku's dormitory just to see him, he would.

He chose the wrong day to get snowed in with a green-haired freckled college student and a load of unrefined and volatile emotions. Maybe even on both ends.

Prólogo by MoniHitachiin ( T | 468 | 1/1 )

AU - Sin poderes pero con Netflix n' Chill porque hay muchas películas de superhéroes.

Series Part 1 of Netflix n' Chill

We are in This Together by MaiaMizuhara ( T | 1,425 | 1/1 )

Izuku reached down to curl his fingers around Katsuki's and softly squeezed them.

“Don’t worry, it’s a move reserved just for you.”

Katsudeku week Day 1 - Teamwork.

Series Part 1 of September KatsuDeku week 2017

[Graphic Depictions of Violence]

Field trip by Gladiolus ( G | 2,369 | 1/1 )

”Again?”

Izuku’s slumped shoulders went up in a resigned shrug before falling back to their previous position.

”Again.”

Six years old Bakugou Katsuki is a fearless knight in shining amour (except, not really, and I mean NOT REALLY. He just stops at nothing to see the object of his affections).

Series Part 3 of Time waits for none

The Space Between by Kanae_vR ( M | 94,875+ | 16/23 )

Holding his expensive camera tightly between his hands, Midoriya Izuku looked up at the once-white letters displayed on the black storefront banner. “The Hard Luck Bar,” he murmured to himself, unsure if he was getting ready to enter or flee.

Amateur photographer Midoriya Izuku is stuck in a rut and desperate for a change of pace. Deep in his city's grimy underbelly, he finds exactly what he's looking for in the form of an underground punk sensation on the verge of their big break, fronted by a foul-mouthed firework of a human being.

Loud, brash and passionate, Izuku may have just found the creative spark he needed, as well as something new to set his soul ablaze.

[Abandoned] Angry Kids by MrJokerBoy ( T | 9,251 | 12/? )

Just a collection of katsudeku/bakudeku one shots, fluff, smut etc.

Updated whenever and requests and/or suggestions are cool

[Abandoned] gotta do what you gotta do, i guess by inkwell (kkuro) ( M | 1,579 | 1/? )

it seems that working in retail isn't the only way to get money

[Graphic Depictions of Violence]

Sour Silk by BrightEyesEren ( E | 6,116 | 1/1 )

Midoriya Izuku starts to receive random gifts at his door. Chaos ensues when he realises he has a sugar daddy.

Lattes and Love by fliick ( G | 9,563+ | 5/? )

Izuku saw him every week, on Fridays. He didn’t even like coffee that much; if anything, he was more of a tea person. But after walking into the coffee shop one day after a long day of college work and seeing his childhood friend - or rather, childhood bully - working as a barista, he was intrigued.

Yell It From The Top Of Your Lungs by estupidaval ( T | 2,897 | 1/1 )

Being seen as weak by many is frustrating. Even so when it's almost everyone who looks at you.

At this, Izuku sheepishly lowered his gaze, and said “Strong people cry…”

At this, Aizawa smiled again, “And what are you doing right now, Izuku?”

“Crying,” He replied as he picked at his finger nails.

Aizawa decided to keep pushing, as Izuku knew what he was implying, but wouldn't budge.

He raised an eyebrow and spoke up once more, “So, you are…”

And ‘Ah, there it is.’ Aizawa thought to himself as a smile crept it's way onto the boy’s mouth. Izuku lifted his gaze once more and looked back into Aizawa's eyes,

“Strong.”

Homemade Happiness by issawip ( M | 47,889+ | 8/12 )

There was probably a bigger chance for Izuku to win the lottery then for this to happen, unfortunately instead of getting filthy rich overnight, Izuku had managed to choose the worst fucking person in the world to be his sperm donor.

a love story about an IUI, an extreme coincidence and two people seriously destined to be together no matter what

Невинное хобби by Explodocat ( T | 1,199 | 1/1 )

О неожиданном умении и странных увлечениях.

Entering the World of Music by hibahime ( G | 1,236 | 1/1 )

THIS IS A REPOST CUZ I WAS AN IDIOT WHO ACCIDENTALLY DELETED THE ORIGINAL POSTING.

(music au that i've been working on. currently still world building because i want to keep expanding this au.)

Five-year-olds Katsuki and Izuku are taking piano lessons together. It takes them more than a few tries, but join them as they take their first steps into the world of music!

Series Part 1 of Learning to Play As One

[Abandoned] A Noble Pursuit by MaiaMizuhara ( T | 4,589 | 1/? )

Are people defined by a prescripted fate, or rather by the choices they make?

Izuku awakens one day void of memories in a foreign place; the only recollection he seemed to have was a lucid dream and a name – Katsuki. He is later found by the prince of a country involved in a vengeful war and becomes the head tactician of his arm, where everyone’s lives are given for him to use as he pleases. He can’t afford to make a single mistake, because one wrong move could be the end for all of them.

And now – as he has to deal with his quick growing feelings for said prince –, his past is catching up to him. Events are revealed and stories are rediscovered, stocking up all for one last grand finale.

[Graphic Depictions of Violence]

Colours of Life by karrxma ( T | 11,885+ | 2/? )

Piano prodigy Katsuki views life in monochrome after the passing of his mother.

After two years of not touching the piano, a male violinist called Izuku came into his life and showed him the colours of life for the first time. They performed and made many memories together but everything will eventually come to an end.

"You exist inside a spring that can't be replaced."

❦ Your Lie in April AU ❦

A Life Between Worlds by Lrchild ( Not Rated | 55,019+ | 29/? )

Midoriya Izuku had suspicions that he wasn't the only werewolf, but he never really meet any others. He grew up with a semi-normal childhood, but always had a certain lonely feeling that followed him around. His only friend, Kacchan could never truly understand the life Izuku had been forced into. Izuku only ever thought of his wolf blood as a curse. But when he accidentally runs into more of his kind, he's forced to make a choice. To leave the human world and be a wolf, or never transform into one again. Or of corse he could try franticly to live in both worlds and never disappoint anyone. (but he is going to have to make a choice... sometime...)

*summary might be changed later*

[Graphic Depictions of Violence | Major Character Death]

{ Curator’s Note: This work also has the Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto relationship tag, and the endgame has not been stated in the tags, summary, nor notes. }

[Abandoned] You're Worth Remembering by Manateequeem ( T | 1,004 | 1/? )

Bakugou remembers nothing and Izuku wants to help him remember again

[Implied/Referenced Self-Harm | Suicide Attempt]

As usual by shinxtea ( T | 538 | 1/1 )

Izuku likes it when Kacchan comes to the cafe. Eijiro, on the other hand, is just lonely.

[Abandoned] Taste of your own medicine by MrJokerBoy ( T | 5,605 | 5/? )

In which one day Katsuki's and Izuku's roles have been switched.

[Abandoned] A wedding to remember by Miki_Tamiko13 ( E | 536 | 1/18 )

It a beautiful day for love, unfortunately for the west shironita fang tribe it just another day.

For our young king and his warrior might be the most desirable Alpha's , it don't mean their pulling the Omega or betas left and right.

King Katsuki is a hot head with zero people skills.

Kirishima is an idiot

Shouto is emotionless

Jirou only loves music

Iida too uptight

Mineta is... well mineta( not hating and not bashing I actually like him)

•••••••••••••••••••

Yes our fine Alpha's are 16 and old enough to marry, but no beta in the tribe seems to be wooed by their charm, until the day they visit the dragon birthing ground to choice their dragon that they will claim.

They find more then a dragon , but not 1or 2 but 6 beautiful omegas from the north hota tribe.

Series Part 1 of Inspired by life

no feelings were involved in the making by yunnings (ladylolli) ( T | 7,998 | 1/1 )

Of course Deku is the same as he’d always been - slow, shitty, unable to move to the beat on cue and shoulders hunched in terribly until everyone can see his prominent collarbones in his imitation of a retreating turtle. It doesn’t make Bakugou want to bite down on the smooth junction between Deku’s neck and shoulder. Nope.

Choreo!AU where Bakugou and Midoriya are partnered together on a project for MightTV at U.A. Dance Studio. They work together reluctantly. Bakugou gets angry when it doesn't work out. Midoriya gets prep-talks from Todoroki. Kirishima gets unsung best bro award 2k17.

for katy / bakudeku secret santa 2017

One Thing Straight by celestialdescendant ( T | 9,899 | 5/5 )

They totally aren't.

Hints of their relationship is found in all of their friends’ social media accounts, but majority of their fans still think that Katsuki and Izuku are in relationships with anybody but each other.

It was amusing up until it became sad.

The Rarity by bittybitt39 ( E | 38,660 | 10/? )

Midoriya Izuku had been promised at the age of four to his once dear friend, Bakugou Katsuki. Their mothers thought it smart to betroth the two in the hopes that Izuku would be protected and taught in the safety of the guards Mitsuki could provide until the day he was old enough to come to the south kingdom. After all, it was not everyday that the rarity of a male omega was born within these times.

Izuku grows up knowing he is promised, and has vague memories of his alpha from his younger days. He is also gifted, in more ways than one when his teacher Toshinori confronts his mother with Izuku being named as his successor. But a war breaks out between the kingdoms of the north and east, and the betrothed are separated far longer than the royal family would have hoped. But the war raging keeps them separated besides a few letters that are received from those that were brave enough to run through the war lands.

When the World Is Falling Apart, I'll Focus On You. by estupidaval ( T | 787 | 1/1 )

"The sound of splitting wood downstairs made Izuku jolt, and Katsuki held him tighter, making Izuku focus on him again. Izuku began to cry. He didn't want to die, he was terrified, god, he was terrified. He wanted to stay with Katsuki forever. They planned their future before humanity broke into millions of pieces. When they were stress free, when they could hold each other with no fears."

[Major Character Death]

I think my neighbor, my super cute...baby faced...neighbor might be fucking insane! by TatoBugTheDestroyer (orphan_account) ( G | 4,433 | 1/1 )

------ Katsuki remembered one time when he came out in the evening. The sun was setting at the time, and the man’s head was completely level with the flaming ball of gas. Katsuki almost missed the opportunity to snap a picture, he was in too much awe to move. His cannon only made the scene a thousand times more elegant. The camera didn’t quite blur out the background but made the top layers features more sharp, making Deku’s tussled hair stand out in front of the pinkish-orange sky behind him. It caught the sunbeams that shone through his curls, beautifully so. ----

They're both a little crazy.

[On Hiatus] One Click Away by ALonelyGod ( T | 21,235+ | 2/4 )

Gaming AU!

Katsuki "GroundZero" Bakugou is a game streamer on Twitch, he plays anything that catches his fancy. One day he's wrecking noobs in CS:GO and the next you'll see him mindlessly farming on Stardew Valley.

After watching the Overwatch World Cup, this salty AF player got inspired and started streaming his comp matches. Together with his squad, they aspire to reach the top. But no matter how good they are at killing nobody wanted to take up the support role, and that's when Katsuki got obsessed with this mysterious support player named "Deku".

For Katsuki it was love at frst healing orb.

[On Hiatus] Sober Up by teapotscandal ( E | 6,607+ | 2/10 )

Izuku Midoriya is an Omegan paramedic burnt out by the stress of his job. Katsuki Bakugo is an Alphan bartender who blatantly refuses to acknowledge Izuku as his childhood friend. After Izuku stumbles upon the bar that Katsuki works at, he begins showing up after every shift, drinking himself stupid and bothering the shit out of Katsuki who isn’t as indifferent as he tries to act. How long can Katsuki stand back and ignore Izuku’s downward spiral into alcohol abuse without stepping in and admitting to what happened in their past.

[PTSD | Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism]

Handkerchief Dude by zubateatscakes ( M | 10,631 1/1 )

Mr. Anger Issues might be an alien, Izuku thought. He couldn’t explain his apparently unlimited voice volume otherwise. “What have you just called me?” The guy cracked his knuckles and, face twisted in an evil smirk, stepped forwards into his personal space. Izuku became very pale and then turned as red as a tomato. He flinched and moved backwards, but the man kept approaching. “Did I say it aloud?” “You fucking did.” “Oh crap. Sorry?” “Take your fucking lame excuse for an apology and stick it up your ass,” Mr. Anger Issues spat out, nails digging into his palms.

Ghost hunter Izuku travels between the world of the dead and that of the living. Katsuki is troublesome and likes to brawl. One day, Izuku finds Katsuki in a dark alley, and their lives entangle together.

Bring It On by theskywalkerkid ( M | 9,484+ | 6/? )

“That’s great dude, watching you guys perform takes my breath away. Seeing you do all those flips and being flexible, I could only dream of it. Like when you did those backflips and landed into the splits, I was totally taken by surprise. I bet Katsuki likes that you’re flexible.” Izuku stopped walking and his mind tried to process what he just said. “W-what?”, his voice cracked. Denki paused giving him a curious look, “are you two not…like you know…you guys have done it right?” Izuku feels his face turn bright red, he can’t believe that he was just asked that.

A High School AU that needed to be written.

{ Curator’s Note: This work also has the Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto tag, and the endgame is not explicitly stated in the tags, summary, or notes. }

Lost Omega by GreyDayMoon ( E | 45,575 | 15/15 )

Izuku was just trying to take care of himself and his mother but a single slip up sends him into unfamiliar territory where he encounters an aggressive alpha who drags him into tribe life.

[Graphic Depictions of Violence | Underage]

The Sound Of Your Voice by melkara ( M | 2,989+ | 1/? )

Katsuki Bakugou is without a job and struggling with no real future in sight, until he gets hit over the head with a bucket from a future who has a really really nice voice and an over protective best friend who just wont leave him alone. --- Or bascially that one story where Izuku is deaf, Katsuki is oblivious, and Todordoki is just trying to keep the floors clean and Midoriya happy.

[Past Abuse]

Matchmakers by Trashreciptical ( T | 7,935 | 4/4 )

When Katsuki agreed to be Jirou's wingman at a school dance for his students he expected to be bored out of his mind, he expected to laugh at his students suffering trying to communicate with the opposite sex, and he expected being subjected to shitty pop music all night.

What he wasn't expecting was the gorgeous teacher from the other school with forests in his eyes and stars on his cheeks....fuck he has it bad.

In which Katsuki is a chemistry teacher that is one explosion away from being fired and Izuku is the adorable english teacher from a different school, who sweeps Katsuki off of his feet and he doesn't know what to do.

haven't we been here before? by yunnings (ladylolli) ( T | 4,018 | 1/1 )

Aeryong, from Mother Birth, a bell that chimes when you meet your fated one—

A bell from his memory; it’s ringing, once, twice. (That means you’re close.) Amidst the crowded Chinatown street, Bakugou pauses and looks.

Midoriya’s figure stands, unyielding and pliant as willows on a brook as the masses flow around him unhindered, water towards an open ocean.

Huh, Bakugou doesn’t feel as surprised as he should have. “It’s you-”

Bakugou got his hands on a love bell. Midoriya mistakenly thinks it's a death bell. Bakugou clears the issue up brusquely and they kiss and make up. [winky emoji]

And this too shall pass by Stars1Are1Metaphors ( M | 5,658 | 1/1 )

Japan is plagued by a horrific, contagious and deadly disease that holds prisoners, although... not for long. In the richest mansion of its capital city, the only child of the great engineer Midoriya Hisashi is struck. Unfortunately, in the time this child has been born in lies no cure. To quell his loneliness, Hisashi creates the first ever robot and calls it Katsuki. And so, in a disease stricken town a tender bond forms between a kind-hearted boy and an unusual, one of a kind creation.

[Major Character Death]

a calm surrender by ficklish ( T | 4,841 | 1/1 )

They meet purely by chance, and Katsuki isn't sentimental enough to deem their reunion fate, but it’s definitely a nice change, to be able to talk and have someone answer.

“Keep up,” he snaps, “or I’ll leave your ass behind.”

"Okay Kacchan," Deku says, and has the nerve to beam at him like a very annoying sun.

Katsuki looks quickly away so he doesn’t blind himself.

Katsuki falls in love with Deku against the backdrop of a zombie apocalypse.

[Graphic Depictions of Violence]

Ephemeral by bakudeku ( G | 821 | 1/1 )

Dreams become reality on that short summer evening, when knees were often scraped, while cicadas whistled the sweet melodies of summer, Izuku shared his first kiss with Katsuki. It was a simple peck on the lips. A small gesture to express the mutual fondness they felt for each other. The kiss did more than serve its purpose, it formed an even deeper relationship between the two.

Spring BakuDeku Week 2018 by gaytodoroki ( G | 2,752 | 7/7 )

What the title says.

(Short drabbles for the wonder duo’s week!)

Closer, You And I by TheSorcererOfWinter ( T | 1,714+ | 1/? )

Nothing came out interesting with the boy to Katsuki’s eyes. His entire existence screamed he's a fucking loser and there's no amount of entertainment he could get from the other to ease out his boredom.

Well, that's what he thought.

Who knew an embroidery on a piece of an old handkerchief will open a door to his forgotten past.

Katsuki is determined to know the truth, even if it means getting closer to a nerdy transfer student. He will.

(A combination of Nekoumyu's Prompt 2 and Prompt 3)

stones at the starlight by shousanki ( T | 2,972 | 1/1 )

Katsuki and Izuku struggle to survive in an adult world not kind to (not-quite) childhood sweethearts as they search for the small and good things amidst petty indignities.

Series Part 6 of 青春ノンストップーSpring Bakudeku Week 2018ー

Love That's Left Behind by ploThief ( T | 1,439 | 1/1 )

The trio flinch when they hear the tale-tell guttural moan of hungry zombies. Two new zombies have heard the commotion. One looks savage, face twisted forever in an angry scowl. The other is plainer, moving with a slight limp. The two are bloodied and dirty, but in much better condition than most zombies they cross. Newly turned, Ochaco’s mind supplies. It leaves a bitter taste in her mouth.

[Major Character Death]

to you, on the other side of the screen by stars_go_dim ( T | 21,554+ | 7/? )

Bakugou is a popular YouTuber when he suddenly stumbles upon Midoriya’s makeup channel. But why is he so interested in some random kid he found on YouTube?

or alternatively

that YouTube au nobody asked for

5 Times Izuku Came Home And Almost Had An Heart-Attack And 1 Time He Came Home And His Heart Melted by elizabeth_16 ( T | 4,829 | 1/1 )

Five times Izuku Midoriya came home and almost had an heart-attack thanks to hs husband and one time his heart melted (thanks to his husband).

Or: These idiots being married and in love; fluff fluff fluff

[On Hiatus] Till Death Do Us Part ( M | 1,990+ | 1/? )

Izuku Midoriya finds himself on quite the situation. Having been sent on a supply run for medicine, him and his two companions Kirishima and Shinsou are all separated by a horde.

All alone, a reanimated hand pulling his shoulder towards a rotting jaw, Izuku says his last regards to his loved ones and waits for the inevitable ripping of his own flesh.

But it never comes.

Ikuzu/Hitoshi is only really referenced a few times. Katsuki/Izuku is the main ship.

Rated mature for scenes of violence and gore.

[Major Character Death]

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Vested Interest_Chapter I

Title: Vested interest

Pairing: Aluseras( Alucard x Seras)

Fandom: Hellsing/Hellsing Ultimate

Warnings: Blatant Alcoholism

Chapters: 1/?

Summary:

Seras has feelings for Alucard, and so does he, however, to Seras, she knows her master better than anyone and knows how he can be and what he is capable of and is completely unsure of her former master intentions or the length of his apparent devotion, and accompanied by an ever changing world, old allies dead, as new ones rise, she wonders if she will be able to pull through, as well as be able to maintain a romantic relationship with her former master.

*I’m reposting this fic on my blog again*

Edit: Nothing major, I just wanted to fix a few things, and spelling errors, and give this first chapter a little bit more meat, such as adding and changing dialogue.

A/N: This is a serious canon-divergence and is a part of an Au; I’m creating, so this is kind of the first part. This takes place 500 hundred years, after Integra’s death, just to let everyone else, I hope I didn’t confuse anyone.

Comments, Reviews, Criticisms are all welcomed!!!!!

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“Have you changed your mind, yet?”

Seras huffs, before chugging down a significant amount of ice, cold beer and contemplated whether or not to drink until she was too plastered to stand. She couldn’t do this now or more like she didn’t want to deal this now, it was childish of her, she knew, it wasn’t like high school, where she could forge a make up a doctor’s note to skip out on gym- she was adult now, and being adult meant being mature, even when you desperately, desperately don’t want to, but! But! - UGH!

Can’t she just slam her face on the table! This was an entirely different situation, and it wasn’t like she could fake an illness to get out of it either, seeing that she came here out of her own accord.

She just didn’t know what to do. Her heart said one thing, while the more reasonable, sane, logical side of her brain completely argued against her acting on impulsive emotions.

“If you were human you probably would’ve damned your liver right about now.”

She finally removed the glass from her lips, placing it delicately upon the bar table with a click.

She looked at him this time for the first time since they’ve been here.

Here, being a bar, a bar named Igor’s, promptly named after the owner Igor, who was just as ancient as her former Master, except for the fact that he was of the Lycan variety, and except for the fact he did appear worn down by age, from the hard wrinkles under his eyes, the rigid scar that tore through his left eye sealing it shut and a strip of flesh ripped from the right side of his face, giving a grotesque view of red gums, and his sharp, pearly white canines.

He was quiet, a type of no nonsense man, a very large man who only responded in gruff, grunts and growls, and stood a good two feet above her master. And speaking of her master, Igor wasn’t his biggest fan and wasn’t afraid to show it, since he busted up his bar in some petty fight a couple of years back. Breaking hundreds of bottles of expensive liquor and countless damages in infrastructure. Surprisingly, enough her master paid for the damages with 70% interest drawn from one of his, probably many treasuries that he has hidden all over eastern Europe. He was a king before; at least she hopes that’s where his money is coming from, either way she really didn’t wanna know.

And grudgingly and beyond her comprehension, he let her master come back, he still didn’t like him (she doubted that Igor was a very forgiving man) but, Alucard left generous tips, so he left it at that. From what she could tell her master seemed quite fond of the little bar.

It was small, cozy even and surprisingly, sit -spot clean and she also suspects what honestly, caught master attention the most was that it was pretty quiet, never too crowded most of the time and was simplistic in design. For Seras she could almost call it home, she found the place soothing to be in, many times she found herself here on raining days, lounging about and reading one of the many novels she “stole” from her Master endless library. Not to mention Igor served more than booze and had an array of coffee and teas, much to her pleasure.

But she was getting off track here, trying to avoid the topic at hand.

From the looks of it he hadn’t moved his gaze from her not once, and it unnerved her to no end, as he peered at her with half-lidded eyes and a passive gaze, which perturbed her more because of the ridiculous beard. He appeared so different……..with that thing on his face, and she desperately hid the urge to want shave it off his smug face.

“Being inhuman certainly has it perks; I don’t have to worry about liver failure.”

“That still doesn’t make you any less of an alcoholic, Master. That’s your fifth glass of scotch, and we’ve only been here 30 minutes.” she nodded towards the shot glass in his left hand, while the other supported his chin. He was also, startlingly, dressed casual, a white dress shirt and black slacks, it was a breather, to actually see him in normal clothing, and not any of his tone deaf attire that he is, so fond of wearing, the pimp hat, the 80s trench coat, well at least he didn’t really wear those anymore not since Integra’s passing, anyways, she thought solemnly.

“I don’t get as drunk easily as you, my dear.”

She stuck her tongue at him, mainly because he was right, one beer was usually enough to have her slurring her words and giggling like a lune, but she’d be darned if she admitted that to him.

“And I’m not an alcoholic.”

“Uh-huh.”

There was a moment of stillness, the delay of the inevitable, so to speak.

Seras mind was running amok, she only came here on a whim, when her master, former master, she should say had called her out of the blue, and asked her to meet him here.

She should’ve said that he was bonkers for calling her out here at three in the morning, and hung up, because after a long, stress inducing day of work, from listening to one person after, another complain to her about whatever, to settling disputes that almost turned violent if she hadn’t intervene between councils members, comforting others, and dealing with screaming children, she had quite enough dealing with other people’s emotional turmoil, and drama. All wanted for her weekend off, was a cup of hot coco, her soft pjs, and array of rom coms to compensate for the lack of a love life, was that too much to ask for.

But, she didn’t-

However, the quietness continue with the couple, occasionally sipping on their respective beverages, as they listened to the news which was currently splayed upon the small television that sat at, well more like hung at an angle over the bar, it was cracked and had many wires sticking out of it, but apparently it’s been working for years, seeing that not once did it short circuit, since they’ve been coming here.

Seras, barely paid attention, one thing that about being a vampire these days is that human politics have no effect on her anymore, well somewhat if you count recent events, and second, British politics or anything involving politics is endless hell, you better off with setting your own self on fire, then trying to reason with other people, and lucky she didn’t have the responsibility concern herself with it, unless Hellsing was involved in any case, but human-vampire relations was something else entirely.

Alucard listened more closely, yet remained apathetic, it was all Greek to him, voting, elections, parliament, electoral colleges, primaries, it was all nonsense, it didn’t make any sense to him, leave it to humans to make everything more complicated than it needs to be. Everything was better when the world adhered to monarchies and systems, everyone had a place and duty, and none one didn’t question things, like the good old day.

“Y’know in retrospect, it makes our jobs a whole lot harder doesn’t it?” someone had to cut the ice, she supposed, but could herself laughing bit too nervously.

His attention snapped back to reality or to the woman before him. She abruptly went silent, her gaze met his from brief moment, brows raised and her fingers tinkering with her locket that hung from her neck and rested at the valley of amble chest.

“Seras?” She quickly fixed her attention back on her locket, he threw his head back, and took a long, burning swig from his drink - it was now or never, he didn’t call her down her here at 3 in the morning to discuss politics.

“Why?” she murmurs, at bit pitifully, her brows scrunched together tightly, her lips pursed, her shoulders raised in apprehension “I mean-” she huffs at her.

He knew that look, she was thinking, trying to pick and choose her words, so he gave her, her space which was alright with him as it gave him extra time to just - look at her.

She was wearing a short, black dress, which modestly reached her knees, the prude,

And had long sleeves.

Her lips and nails were painted a bright crimson, as he observe them tapping ceaselessly upon her golden locket and her hair was left untouched as it rolled down towards her waist in a heap of curls. After, what, he honestly, couldn’t remember, she stopped cutting her hair and just let it take a course of her own, he didn’t know about her, but to him it was the best decision she ever made. He liked how soft it looked, how it framed her face, how it made her look mature, like the master vampire she’s supposed to be. However, despite this, her expression was sullen; her red lips were twisted in a long frown, as she watched the drips of water slid down her glass.

“Um-Master, how long have we’ve known each other?” she voice started off low.

“ Since the day I put a bullet through you, why?” he was a bit taken back, out of all the ways he predicted this conversation to go, this wasn’t one of them

Her sapphire gaze snaps in his direction “I’m being serious!”

“Alright, Alright, a couple of centuries.” he narrowed his eyes “and May I ask why that matters?”

“Remember, back when I told you how I felt, about how I was in love with you and you rejected Me.” it was more matter of fact than anything. She wasn’t upset, well maybe not too upset, because she knew the answer beforehand. She knew he would reject her, and it hurt, but not as bad as it would have been if she entertained the fantasy of him actually being in love with her. She had feelings, but she was also no fool. But, now, so many decades later-

“…..Yes.” he winced that wasn’t his most shining hour in his opinion, and there were plenty of them.

“Yet, after all this time, you love me, now. Why?”

She gazed back at him, her sapphire eyes filled with confusion.

He didn’t break contact; he hoped all that liquor he drank would give him the confidence to speak his mind, without hinges, without being vague about his emotions.

“Let’s just say, the past few years, I’ve had a couple of eye openers.”

“Are you talking about “her”?”

“Sort of off, but not quite.” she had an odd look in her eye, wide, and in some sort of disbelief, until it dawned on him “and no, I’m not chasing after, you because my other relationship went up in flames, so speak, and trust me I’m not crawling back to her, ever, hell would have to freeze over before that happens.”

“A-are you sure?” she scrutinized him, eyes narrowed, her nose wrinkling, a quirk of hers every time she seemed to be contemplating something.

“Yes, Seras. She is out my picture book forever, trust me, a pit of vipers would be more welcoming than ever sharing her bed again.”

“B-but?”

“But?” he waited for her to continue.”

“But, that doesn’t explain, why you-you love me now.”

“Seras, I have long since stopped viewing you as just my loyal servant. You’re -you’re more to me than just that, over the years you been my partner, my companion, someone that I could trust.”

“It doesn’t seem like that all the time. “She whispers.

“I know. But, that was because of my own hubris than anything. It was nothing you did, my dear.”

She smiles, softly at that, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, shyly.

“So, am I more to you now?”

“You are mistaken on that part.”

“How, so.”

“I’ve had…. feelings for you four quite some time.”

“Y-you have?” she should be ecstatic, yet caution was the only thing blaring through her thoughts. She knew her master and knew him well, both the good and the bad, well more bad than good. “Even, when you were with-”

“Yes. Look, Seras, I know our relationship hasn’t been-” he was looking for a word that didn’t come as harsh.

“The best.” she adds in, a little too quickly.

“I was thinking a bit dysfunctional lately, but I guess “not the best” sounds….better put. But anyways, what I - what I’m trying to say is that I’m interested in courting you.”

Courting was such an odd word then again using the word dating, when referring to herself and Alucard was even stranger.

“Seras?”

“Huh-yes.”

“Will you?”

“Will I what?

“Will you let me court you?”

“Master, I-”

“Vlad.”

“What?

“That is my birth name. I want you to call me by it from now on.” he raised, a cautious hand, a bare hand, relieved of his gloves, to push a strand of golden hair behind her ear, gently brushing his knuckles against her cheek.

Seras bit her lip, what was she to say? What should she do? She felt the beer she drank desperately, wanting to make an encore.

“Mas-Vlad, I -I don’t know.” she murmurs, peering down at her locket, again, twirling it between her slender fingers.

“Why?” he had to stop himself from saying more, before he starts sounding desperate. He will not be one of those “men”.

“What you said before about people changing.”

“Yes, what about?”

“It’s just that-just -I mean- Vlad, sometimes……sometimes….. People don’t change. Especially, people like you.”

“What’s that supposed to me?” He should have taken offense to that, but the stinging pain of hurt was the only feeling that was consuming him at the moment.

“I know what you are. I’m not blind. Please, don’t look at me like that, I’m not saying that to hurt you, trust me.

I love you, I really, really do. Sure I can deal with all your bizarre idiosyncrasies, but that was only because our relationship was- well was master and servant, I could live with that then. But, now, now I don’t know if I can. Your impulsive, rude, I can never anticipated your moods sometimes, your fickle when you want to be, not to mention cruel and bloodthirsty. How do I know you’re going to be committed, and not just one day get up and leave without so much as a single word? How do I know this isn’t all a game to you? How do I know that you truly want to love me and be my equal, if you keep shutting me out all the time or pushing me away when you don’t feel like being bothered? “She paused a moment, looking him dead in the eye to make sure she got the point across.

“I-I can’t do this, I can’t be with you, if you’re going to act that way. I can’t.” she didn’t want to cry, she told herself, lectured herself not to cry, but the tears involuntary came forth, warm, as well as unwelcoming, burned a pathway down her face.

He was stunned silent for a while he didn’t know what to say, his mouth felt uncomfortably dry, like his mouth was filled with sad, but it did stop him from wiping her tears away with the side of his thumb.

“Seras? Seras look at me.” he lowers his voice, to attract her attention. She wiped her nose and face with the back of her hand, sniffling as, she tried to gain the courage to look at him.

“Y-yeah.”

“You speak the truth, people don’t change, especially people such as I, we never do nor ever will, but for your sake I’ll do anything you wish of me, I promise you that at least.

I know I’m more monster than man, and I can never be what you truly deserve, but I can do what I can, if you’d be mine.” he sounded, so sincere, so sincere that she couldn’t bare it anymore, and the impulsive need to wrap her arms tightly around his neck and kiss him senseless was overpowering and that’s why she needed to leave. To leave, so she could think rationally and thoroughly.

“Vlad. Vlad can you give me some time to think about?”

“Of course, I don’t want to pressure you. Take your time.”

“Vlad.”

“Hhhmmm.”

“Thank you.” she couldn’t help herself, but she threw her arms around him, placing her face in the crux of his neck, nuzzling his shoulder. “Thank you.” she whispers.

He pats the top of her head, feeling slightly awkward by the sudden intimacy.

It took a few good moments for her to let go “Um, I have work soon, so I better get some sleep.”

“Ah, right. Do you want me to accompany you home?”

She shakes her head “That’s alright I want to walk by myself tonight, if you don’t mind.”

“Are you sure.”

She nods her head in affirmation, slowly sliding off her seat, to leave, however, another wave - call it a need or maybe want, but whatever it was made her lean over and press her lips to his. It was chaste and he certainly wasn’t expecting it, but he returned it with fervor, pulling her closer and gently biting bottom lip, as she held onto his shirt for dear life. He wanted more, he wanted her, yearned for her taste and her touch, her scent alone, smelling of sweet vanilla, drove him mad, but in the most delightful ways, he wanted to continue, but was suddenly interrupted, by loud grunt. Seras immediately pulled away from him, her cheeks flushed, and bottom lip swollen and her hair in slight disarray, she looked absolutely tempting - but the dirty look Igor gave him kept him doing anything further.

“Sorry, about that.” Seras smiles apologetically to the old bartender. He only tips his head in acknowledgement, quickly turning back to washing glasses.

She glances back him a shy expression lightens her face “Good night, Vlad.”

“Good night, Seras.”

“ Alright, see you later.” she waves, as she particularly skips out the front door, her heels clacking against the wooden floors, the bell up to the entrance signaling her departure. He sighs as leans back, having zero intention of leaving anytime soon.

He jiggles his empty cup devoid of anything, but halfway melted ice.

“Do you have anything stronger than Vodka?”

“Mmmmmhh.” Igor responded, completely disinterested.

“I’m very sure that you can actually talk.”

Igor grunted, turning from his finished task to stare at the other man, he glances down at the no-life king’s empty glass, back up to him, glaring.

“What!?…. Trust me I haven’t had my fill of alcohol; he didn’t want this man to break up his bar again due to being in a drunken stupor.

Igor shakes his head, arms crossed, clearly exasperated. He hated it when customers’ abuse their drinking privileges, and it pissed off even more, because was one that had to clean it all up, after closing.

“I’ll pay extra; I’ll even buy you a brand new television set.”

Didn’t this man have anything else better to do than, spend his nights indulging in alcoholism? Igor, sighs beside himself, well, whatever, it was his life that his was drinking away, not his, beside brand new television did sound pleasing, he was getting of watching his soap operas on a cracked scene, anyways, and maybe his regulars will stop complaining about how small his t.v set is.

Without another word, he traveled to the back to pick out a bottle of Everclear, which just came in this afternoon, maybe this will shut the lunatic up.

Alucard was curious when the Werewolf reappeared again with a large silver bottle of clear liquid, and handed it to him, practically shoving it in his arms.

The master vampire spinned it around, it was room temperature “ Everclear” he twisted it around once again to read the table of contents on the back with a raised eyebrow “ colorless, flavorless, 95 % concentrated Alcohol” he whistle at that.

He glance back at the bartender, he just shrugged in response and continued about his work.

Well, he certainly wasn’t going to leave this bar sober, hopefully.

TBC

Edit: Nothing major, I just wanted to fix a few things, and spelling errors, and give this first chapter a little bit more meat, such as adding and changing dialogue.

Like for the instance, the part where Seras assumes Alucard has treasuries hidden all over Western Europe,I didn’t think much about that line, until now, realizing that Alucard is Romanian, which is in Eastern Europe, so he would have secret stashes hidden all over Eastern Europe, not Western.

A/N: Is this chapter a bit too sappy, I don’t know maybe. I’m just wanted to write a Aluseras fic, where alucard doesn’t act like a grade A- A-hole with no redeemable qualities and for absolutely no reason, which I see an abundance of in a lot of fan fictions concerning this couple, note that I have nothing against anyone who does write these kind of fics, nothing personal, just not my cup of tea.

Anyways, can you believe it took me a whole day to write this, not to mention on a horribly upset stomach, ugh, it was the only way to keep me distracted from the pain.

Well, that’s it for now, Comments are always welcomed.

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