#poly bakudeku x reader

[dekus-fellow-crybaby]

Bibliophile Brew

Pairings: Bakudeku x barista!reader

Summary: When managing your parent's book cafe while they're away, you meet Wonder Duo Dynamight and Deku.

Warnings: SFW. No smut, but (bc I'm me) it may be included in part 2, so Minors DNI. Fluff, aged-up characters, minor SA mentioned briefly but not described (old perv gets handsy with a teenage barista), language, misunderstanding, eventual BKDK x reader. Lmk if I forgot anything!

I’ll release part 2 when this reaches 100 likes and 25 reblogs!

Word Count: 5.5k

God, the morning rush sucks. You wish something more creative or productive was swimming in your head while looking at the long line of impatient people crowding the cafe. You send a silent prayer that you don’t catch whatever illness plagued your morning barista that caused her to call out so suddenly before her shift that caused you to cover for her…on your one day off. Sometimes helping with running your family's business sucks.

"Thank you, and have a great day!" you say sweetly as you hand the customer their order before rushing back to the cash register for the next order. The entire morning was a back-and-forth of rushed orders, messily thrown together coffees, and half-listened to thanks. Luckily, most were your regulars, and you had a fairly solid routine down for the typical orders. It was all going very smoothly for a solo shift. Until near the end of the rush when some new people came in.

The dwindled crowd of customers parted like the Red Sea with the presence of a spiky-headed blonde with red eyes and a bubbly man with a black cap over a head of curly green hair. That man stopped to talk to a few of the customers who swarmed him, pulling the mask down his face and offering a dazzling smile. The other man's face fell into indifference while his partner busied himself with chatting, and he made his way up to the front of the line as the rest of your customers broke formation in crowding the other man. If you hadn't been so sleep-deprived from the closing shift the night before and running around the entirety of the opening shift, you might have recognized the customer in front of you and his friend as pro heroes number one and two in their streetwear, but you were dazed and too tired to realize that fact. You give your signature customer service smile—the exact same one that you give to all your customers—and then ask for his order. In a gruff, perpetually agitated tone, he recites his and the other man's orders. The rest of the cafe seems to be bursting with nervous energy, something you dismiss, thinking that maybe these people know each other (you don’t know them so can’t rule it out)—the green-haired man certainly is friendly enough with everyone to have so many connections—or maybe these men were idols—they both are by far pretty enough, and it's not like you'd know either way since your life was far too busy to keep up with the trending celebrities. But something about them does strike you as familiar...whatever, you don't have time to ruminate on that now.

You scribble down both orders and you utter the simple question, "Name?" without looking up while you're writing. A moment passes and you look up at the blonde, confusion hitting you at the shock on his face.

"You...don't know my name?" He almost scoffs while asking the question, and a huff of a breathless, disbelieving laugh passes his lips as if that explanation is utterly ridiculous.

"Umm," you felt stuck. If you answer honestly, you have the feeling that he would take offense. If you lie, well, you don't lie. You hate liars and you've learned that dishonesty has a way of making any situation worse. Not to mention, he would be expecting you to write his name on the cup, and you seriously doubt your ability to pull a name out of your ass and be right about it. "I—umm—should I?" Yeah, he seems mad, or at least, incredulous at the idea that you don't know who he is.

He opens his mouth to respond but before a syllable leaves him, the green-haired man comes behind him, patting him on the back while sending you a charming smile over his shoulder. He maneuvers to stand next to his partner, circling the three of you in your own conversation. "You can just put it under Kacchan," he says sweetly, smiling brightly. The blonde scoffs while the greenette pulls out 10,000 yen from his wallet and hands it to you. You scramble to gather his change before he waves off your slightly panicked monetary calculations. "You can keep the change."

"But..." you're dumbfounded while staring at the half-collected change in your hands. "But I can't—I mean, you're order was only 1,700 yen–"

"He said take the fucking change!" the blonde bursts out, crossing his arms with a scowl and sending your shoulders jumping from the harsh sound. "Just be grateful for it! Geez!"

“Kacchan!” The green-haired man pats the blonde's arm soothingly with a juxtaposed pointed look on his facial features.

"I-I am grateful!" you stammer, bowing slightly to the two men. "I apologize, I just didn't want to unwittingly take advantage and wanted to be certain. It-it was just a bit shocking, is all."

"Oh, no need to apologize!" The greenette man begins to ramble, shaking his hands in front of himself. "I really appreciate your integrity! It means a lot! Not a lot of vendors are so honest, so it is a really admirable quality! N-not that I meant that I don’t trust workers! I’m not making a generalization to your profession or anything! We're sure you work very hard and that it’s a difficult job! You know, you just hear all these horror stories about service industry jobs and the sort of nightmare customers you're sure to put up with. Not that anyone in here seems like a nightmare customer! Though, I am sure that you put up with plenty of those kinds of customers too...I'm sure that we seem like nightmare customers...Just ignore Kacchan, he's always had an--umm--explosive personality. But consider this as a tip. Not that--uhh--not that it looks like you need it or anything! This isn’t charity...It's more like an apology, I guess. The point that I was trying to make is please keep the change and please don't feel uncomfortable about it at all." He ends his ramblings with a somewhat nervous smile and a slight blush over his cheeks, which oddly enough, eases your own anxiety. You offer a shy smile and nod.

"Thank you, sir," you say as you put the change back into the till. You give them the receipt and move to make the drinks, finally noticing the amount of eyes that are on the two customers. Were they all watching?

You make the new order with lightning speed and accuracy, giving them their drinks with a sweet smile and a friendly, "Thank you, and have a great day!" The boys smile at you—well, the green-haired man smiles and the blonde offers a half-hearted nod of recognition—and you hop right back into your flow, taking the next customer while the blonde grabs the greenette’s arms to drag him away from heading to the door and instead taking the corner booth. You can't help but notice the number of people whose eyes are instantly drawn to the two, even as you're taking orders from your newly distracted patrons. Eventually, the crowd dissipates, each customer making sure to pay a visit to the corner booth before leaving. You can't help the way your eyebrows pull together at the way everyone is acting towards the two. You decide that they have to be idols or something, but it's not your place to ask or bother them about it. They're your customers, their business is their own.

With the sudden lull of having only a few patrons left, you start making the cleaning rounds, wiping down every inch of your parent's cafe with disinfectant, bouncing from table to empty table, picking up trash, and cleaning every surface. You try not to let your eyes drift to the mystery men, but you can't help the way your curious mind keeps drifting back to them. You could swear that they look familiar, though you're also sure that you would remember two handsome faces such as theirs.

While you're distracting yourself by cleaning the front glass on the display case, you feel an unnatural heat coming from behind you. Turning your head, you jump back into the glass case, startled by the blonde's sudden appearance and close proximity. You gather that this man isn't well-versed in social normalities, otherwise he wouldn’t be invading your space. He's not even phased by your skittishness, though you're suddenly sheepish about your dramatic reaction.

"Sorry," you stutter softly, nervously scratching a nail at the back of your ear. "Can I help you?"

"Sorry," he huffs, turning away instantly to pout at the ground.

"Umm, I don't—"

"For earlier," he interrupts. “It’s been brought to my attention that I was apparently being rude.”

"Oh no!" You wave off nervously, smiling sheepishly. “It’s really okay! No need to apologize.”

"SEE??" He snapped, whipping around to face the other man who was sitting at the booth shaking his head in his palms. The sudden shout pulls a small yelp from your lips in surprise. "I told you, ya damn nerd! Making a big deal outta nothin'!" You look away bashfully, your face hot when the few remaining patrons direct their attention towards the two of you. You turn to walk back behind the counter but you're stopped by an arm that reaches out between you and your exit route to lean against the freshly polished glass. You pout at the new smudges and meet his vermillion eyes with your own sad ones. His eyes study you for a moment, looking for something on your features. You felt like a bug under a microscope with the scrutiny you felt from his glare. "So, before...did you really not know who we are?"

"Umm," your eyes dart to the side, noticing the other man dragging his feet towards his comrade. You suddenly feel cornered, wishing that you could be back behind the safety of the counter. "I—sorry..."

"Hey," the emerald-haired man smooths, "no need to apologize. We should just introduce ourselves. I'm Midoriya Izuku, and this is Kacch—I mean, Bakugo Katsuki." Oh. Those were names that you knew. You stand stunned for a moment, tired eyes wide and a blush spreading at the embarrassment of not knowing before.

Bowing your head, you shyly say, "It is nice to meet you both."

While you're still bowed to the two men, a look passes between the both of them over your head. By the time you lift your face again, their eyes are back on you and your eyes are shifting to look at anything besides the bulking pro heroes in front of you as you give your name.

"It's nice to meet you, as well," Midoriya says while Bakugo folds his arms over his chest and nods in acknowledgment. "The tea was amazing, by the way."

"Thank you," you softly reply. "It's a fan favorite here. My mom taught me how to brew it perfectly."

"Well, it was delicious," he answers. "Your mother taught you well." Your lips turn up bashfully as you nod.

"I'll be sure to let her know, thank you."

"The coffee was good," Bakugo muttered. His voice was so quiet, you nearly missed it, already used to his typically booming voice since you met him the mere hour beforehand. You weren't expecting him to express his delight in the drink, and you could tell that he was one to withhold such approval. Your smile couldn't help but widen at his comment, instant pride filling your gut with flutters at the praise. While his words fill your stomach with butterflies, the brightened expression on your face sends the pro heroes' stomachs flipping.

"I-I'm glad you enjoyed it," you beam. A moment passes between the three of you, eyes flickering between one another before the front door rings with a new customer. "I-I should get back to work...but, let me know if you want anything." You smile sweetly and scoot away from the men, padding around the counter to welcome your new patron with a sugary, “Welcome to the Bibliophile Brew.” Katsuki smirks as he watches you kindly speak with your customer, turning to Izuku and leaning in to lowly say to him.

"I know what I want."

Some days you cursed yourself for being such a good daughter. Days like today when you sat crammed into a corner booth to keep an eye on the cafe while also juggling between the reading assignment you had for your college literature class and organizing the barista schedule for the next two weeks—a task infinitely more difficult now that you had two baristas out because of sickness. Thank God for Michi who agreed to take a couple extra shifts in their place, taking a bit of the load off of you!

While your new load of responsibility was exhausting, you figured that it was the least you could do for your poor parents who had to travel across the country to take care of your grandparents in their old age. You wanted to help your family as much as possible while your parents were away, meaning that for the rest of the summer, you’d be bouncing between your summer classes and managing the cafe. Luckily, you decided not to take on too many classes during the off-season, and what you did enroll in were all online courses, so you could focus on the classes in your own time—though that time was becoming less and less with the sudden boom in business the last few days. Word got around that your parents’ cafe was a hang-out spot for pro heroes—not true considering the number one and two heroes only came in that one time—but the rumor still helped business so you weren’t going to complain about the sudden influx of cash.

You also weren’t going to turn down more tips for yourself and your baristas. Apparently, someone had also posted a video of Deku’s rant on the difficulties of the hard-working service-industry employee and the importance of tipping—not what you thought was the intent of his rambling but you still appreciated the sentiment of it—and people just took off with it. You noticed an inflow of better tippers and friendlier customer-barista exchanges since then. The impact that a simple video with the Symbol of Peace had over a nation was astounding to you. It left you in complete awe of his incredible influence.

“Hey, boss,” Sukki’s voice called out, bringing you out of your Deku daydreaming, and reminding you of the focus you should be having on your mountain of work. Turning your eyes up, you take a look at Sukki’s concerned features through your reading glasses. Your mind immediately drowns in word, and you begin looking past her around at the café.

“What’s wrong? Something happened?” She’s place is a hot cup on the table in front of you.

“Nothing happened,” she says. “Everything is running smoothly. Almost perfectly.”

Your brows pull together and confusion. “Then—”

“So smoothly in fact,” she interrupted, kneeling at the side of the booth, and looking up at you gently, as if speaking with a toddler, “that we don’t even need you here.” She gently prize the schedule paper from your white-knuckle grip.

“But—”

“How much sleep did you get last night?” Ooh, you did not want to answer that. However, you didn’t have to verbally answer since the way your face contorts into a cringe is answer enough. “Go home, get some sleep. Me and the girls can figure out the schedule for you.“

“But you shouldn’t have—”

“And you shouldn’t be working yourself like this. It’s unhealthy.” You want to argue, but you can’t, so instead you pout.

“Why did you bring me a coffee then?”

“It’s hot chocolate. I don’t like giving you any sugar, but I also know that you need a treat, it’s better than another cup of coffee.”

“So you're trying to make sure I crash on sugar, then?”

“At least you may actually get some sleep, then.“ You snort and roll your eyes, trying to hide your touched smile behind the lid of your cup. Suki has known you since your high school days, having started as a classmate, then best friend, which led to being coworkers, too. Because of this Sukki would take care of you, whenever you would be teetering on the edge of burnout, which was often as of late. He struggled to take breaks for yourself, fearing that your responsibilities will pile up, and you’d eventually let everyone else down.

“Can I at least finish the reading?”

She takes a moment to consider this before sighing. “Fine. But if you’re staying here, you’re not working.” She swipes the handwritten schedule from the table and holds it out of your reach. “And I am taking this. Now, finish your homework, so you can go home and sleep.” You offer her a two-finger salute as she walks away, mumbling about how she doesn’t understand why you’re still handwriting your stuff.

After a while of reading, the words begin to blur together, and your eyes grow heavy. The hot chocolate—half drunk and lukewarm now—seems to be the only thing your tired eyes could focus on. For the past moments—God only knows the true measurement of time, but it only felt like a mere few minutes—your gaze had been trained on your abandoned beverage instead of the words dancing over the numerous pages. You didn't look away from the abnormally interesting cup until a tall figure plopped into the booth seat across yours, a large shadow being cast over the object of your attention. The sudden presence drew your eyes to your unexpected visitor and to say you were shocked by the identity of your mystery guest would be an understatement. You gape at the green-haired pro hero sitting across from you, smiling brightly, his eyes sparkling underneath the curls falling in front of them.

"Umm..." You look around, wondering if you were seeing things correctly or if you had actually fallen asleep in the booth and were now dreaming. But looking around the cafe, everything seems normal, except for the amount of eyes on you and your surprise guest. Your eyes fall back into Deku as you swallow thickly. "Hi?"

"Hey!" he beams, the freckles and dimples on his face becoming more apparent with the brightness if his features as he spoke. "It's nice to meet you again," he says sweetly, and you can't help the way your stomach flutters or how your heart picks up pace, a flush filling your cheeks.

"Yeah, it's nice to see you, too," you reply. "You here for another matcha?"

He chuckles a bit, flattered that you remember his order from his first visit. "Well," he states, leaning forward with his elbows on the tabletop, his voice lowering, "I couldn't think of anywhere else I could get tea as delicious as yours."

You didn't know what his was about that compliment that sent your heartbeat racing. Maybe it was his pretty virescent eyes trained on you or maybe it was the hush in his voice that made it feel as if his words were meant for you and you alone, but whatever it was, the comment had your face flaming.

"Thank you, Mr. Deku," you bashfully say. "I'm not sure I'm deserving of such high praise."

"You are," he states matter-of-factly. "And you can call me Midoriya. I doubt that I'm much older than you are, and I'm definitely not old enough for 'Mr.'" He teasingly cringes at his own use of the title, causing a giggle to slip from your lips. You don't notice the pride that puffs out his chest as he watches you laugh, knowing that he caused such a sweet sound to bubble from your throat.

"Sorry," you say, your tone much lighter and relaxed after your small giggle fit. "I won't make that mistake again, Midoriya."

"Please don't," he chuckles. He nods towards the book sitting on the tabletop with your hand resting atop the open pages. "So, business or pleasure?"

"School, actually," you answer, tucking your bookmark between the pages and closing the book to offer the pro hero your full attention.

"Oh, then both." You giggle again and he can't help but join you until Sukki stops at the table with Deku's tea and a second hot chocolate for you.

"Your tea, Mr. Deku," Sukki says tightly, obviously starstruck and nervous, it reminds you of Deku's early interviews where he seemed so frightened of the camera. It only worsens when he flashes her his number one hero smile, followed by a sweet and peppy, "Thank you!"

Sukki squeaks a bit, face flushing, and she bows slightly as she utters, "Umm, my pleasure, sir!" When she straightens her spine she gives you a pointed what-the-hell-is-happening-here look which you answer with a subtle I-have-no-idea shrug. You decide that you should get some answers.

"So, is there anything I could do for you, Midoriya?" He stops to look you in the eyes, the cup stalling in mid-air before completing its journey to his lip. He chuckles and sets the beverage onto the countertop.

"You assume I have an ulterior motive for being here?" You shrug, not wanting to offend him with an accusation, but that's exactly what you were implying.

"I'm just curious why you want to sit with a stranger."

"But we're not really strangers, you call me Midoriya now." You raise an eyebrow at the evasiveness, and he relents with the simple motion. "Okay, I'll admit that I didn't just come here for the tea." You fake gasp, dramatically smacking a hand to your chest in faux disbelief. He rolls his eyes. “I came to apologize.”

Your nose wrinkles at that and you can’t help the disbelieving chuckle that escapes your lips. “For what?”

“For that video,” he answers simply, obviously. “I’m sure you’ve seen it by now.”

“I mean, yeah, but I was there so I didn’t really have to watch it,” you giggled a bit. He didn’t seem to find it as funny as you did though.

“I’m sure it’s made things more difficult around here, too, though. Right?” You watch the crinkle of his brow, realizing how much he was internalizing any slight inconvenience he may have caused you.

“Business has actually been great since the last time you were here,” you beamed, trying your best to ease his misplaced guilt. “And the tips are better, too.” He seemed to perk up at that.

“Really?” God, this grown man was practically a puppy dog wagging his tail in front of you. It takes everything in you not to giggle at the thought.

“Really.” You shrug. “There's nothing to apologize for so don't worry about it.” He looks a little shocked at your response, the tips of his ears and the apples of his cheeks brightening with pink. He smiles at you gently.

“Well, good. I’m glad," he says sweetly, flashing his signature adorable smile. "I--well, I also wanted to make sure that you weren't having any issues. I know how some, umm, super fans can get outta hand with people they see me in a video with. Speculation can get out of hand."

“Oh," you respond, slightly taken aback. "No, I haven't had issues. Do people actually harass random video extras though?" Izuku snorts a bit at your choice of words, causing your brow to twitch and your head to tilt in confusion. Clearing his throat, he presses his lips into a disappointed line, nodding in confirmation.

"Unfortunately, yes," comes his mirthless reply. "Don't get me wrong, I love all my fans...but some of them make it a bit difficult to love them all equally."

You can't help the giggle that bubbles past your lips, the tingling sound building into your lovely laugh. "Y'know, it's okay for you not to like everyone, Midoriya."

"Oh, the nice guy in me disagrees," he sasses back, smirking to himself as he makes you laugh again.

"It's also okay to not apologize for every minor inconvenience you may or may not cause someone," you accuse pointedly. He at least has the decency to look slightly embarrassed for the point you're trying to make. "And I hope you didn't make the trip here just to check on me. I'm sure that there are more important things that deserve your attention, and I'm sure this is time you could have used for yourself."

"Well, as long as we're pointing fingers, you're allowed to take time for yourself as well," he retorts smugly. You suck a harsh breath before you bite your bottom lip sheepishly.

"How'd you know?"

"It looks like you've been overworking yourself," he answers matter-of-factly. "I'm assuming this," he starts, thumbing the book's pages that rest in front of you, "and this," he gestures to the cafe, looking around at the bustling space full of patrons who are beginning to take notice of his pro hero presence, "are responsible for your lack of self-care."

"I think you're forgetting that anything can be a form of self-care," you point out. "This can be self-care," you say holding up your cup of hot chocolate.

"A lukewarm beverage is self-care?" He raises a pensive brow.

"You're one to talk, Mr. Pro Hero Deku," you snort. "You're spending your free time here. I wouldn't exactly call that self-care."

"Well...what if I told you that this is what I wanted to do for my free time?" he shyly answers, suddenly sheepish. "If I'm honest, I kinda wanted a do-over at meeting you."

"You...did?" He nods, and you stare for a moment with wide, ruminant eyes. "How come?"

"Well, that first meeting was such a disaster," he chuckled. "It's not exactly the kind of impression I wanted to leave on such a beautiful person." He bashfully flirts, his cheeks dusting pink over the constellation of freckles over his face, and it's a whole new type of flustering when a big, beefy hero like Deku looks at you so adorably through his thick lashes with a ducting of blush gracing his freckled cheeks.

You feel your own cheeks flush at the sight, squirming in your seat and bringing your hands up to cover your burning cheeks, mumbling, "Oh...Oh! God, I'm too sleep-deprived for this kinda conversation." Your blush only worsens when he chuckles and coos at you.

"Well, m-maybe after you get a good night's sleep, we could have that conversation then," he offers. "Perhaps with...dinner while we talk about it..."

"Are you...asking me out?"

"I was trying to," he chuckles softly at himself.

"I think that I'd really like that," you answer, your face heating as a shy smile graces your lips. The greenette's face lights up in an elated grin, jade eyes sparkling with glee.

"Yeah?" You nod sheepishly. "Can I walk you home?" He asks sweetly. You nod, shyly avoiding his eyes as he snickers. You silently pack your belongings, your eye flitting toward an elated and shocked Sukki who watches from behind the counter, the coffee pot in her hand drifting away from the cup in her other hand to spill on the floor. For some reason, the sight puts you a bit at ease as you allow Midoriya to lead you out the door, his hand affectionately resting on the small of your back as if the rest of the cafe wasn't watching the scene.

Taking a deep breath, you pinch the bridge of your nose and steel yourself before fixing the offending table with a hard look. Your day was going so well, especially after your walk with Deku Midoriya the night before. You walked into work moments ago with a good night's sleep, wonderful memories of your day before, and brighter outlook on life. However, that sunny demeanor was promptly killed the minute you walked into the shop to see a sobbing teenage girl in your office being comforted by Sukki who then explained the situation in hushed tones. The righteous fury in you burned as you looked at the handsy customer leisurely sipping his beverage as if he hadn't assaulted a young lady. Turning to the teary-eyed employee you offer a sympathetic look and gently smile at her. "Amai, how about you stay in my office and take a break? I'll handle this." Making your way over, you grab an empty cup and lid from the counter.

"Hello, sir," you say in an overly sugary tone. "Hope you're enjoying the coffee. Here's a to-go cup so you can enjoy it on the go. Have a lovely day. Buh-bye now."

"What? The fuck you talking about, girlie?"

"Well, see, you broke our number one rule by harassing one of our beloved staff members," you continue in a tooth-achingly sweet customer service voice, despite the pure condescension dripping from your honeyed timbre. "Therefore, you are no longer welcome here. So, leave while I'm still being nice. Oh, and don't come back again, 'kay?"

"Look, tits—"

"That is not my name," you snap, niceties long forgotten. You also noticed the small audience that had begun to gather, the surrounding dining area falling into a slight hush with only scandalized whispers being exchanged between the audience. "Though you don't even deserve to know my name. However, if you must address me at all you may do so by calling me 'ma'am' or 'miss', but you will not address me or any woman in that manner."

He tsks and rolls his eyes at you. "You don't even know the whole story. That bitch was asking for it."

"Really?" you ask, voice coated in sarcasm. "The teenage girl was vying for the attention of some fat, old fuck like yourself? Hmm, very interesting. In that case, maybe I was too quick in my earlier words. I was being far too kind in letting you leave gracefully and quietly. So, instead, I will be calling the police. Please, sit, finish your coffee, and wait for the cops to haul your ass off."

"Why you—" His hand raises, poised to strike you while you stand emotionless with a fixed, unmoving stance. Before he gets the chance to slap you, a grenade-gloved hand catches his wrist.

"Touch her and you lose it." It's safe to say that both you and the offending customer are shocked by the tall blonde practically made of muscle standing between you and the now stuttering mess of a man. "What? Why suddenly so quiet after spewing such shit?" You're surprised that Dynamight's sharp glare isn't literally cutting the man down in front of you. "Apologize." The man's eyes shift towards you, the venom in the gaze when looking at you, however, is not quelled by the threats of the pro-hero.

"But...she's—" The grip around the man's hand becomes increasingly tight, interrupting whatever insult on the tip of his tongue with a pained grunt.

"Apologize."

He spews his false apologies with tearful pleads accompanying them before Dynamight drops his grip and sends the sniveling man scrambling on the floor and running out the door. The small crowd claps and cheers for the hero before dispersing back into their own activities. He shrugs off the praise, grumbling about how useless the crowd of people is, watching while an old perv nearly puts his hands on you.

"Thank you," you say as he passes you, seemingly lost in his own complaints over the situation. Stopping with his back to you, Dynamight takes a few deep breaths to calm himself before turning back to you.

"You got a mouth on you," he simply says, his tone almost bored.

"Oh," you say, blushing. "Umm...thank you?"

"It's a compliment," he assures matter-of-factly.

"Oh!" you drawl, recognizing the actual weight of the stone-cold Dynamight giving someone a compliment. "Then, thank you!" You flash him a glowing smile, a sign of your gratitude, but you fail to recognize the damage you've inflicted upon Bakugo's poor heart, causing the normally stoic hero to lose his breath, flush invading the apples of his cheeks.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm just doing my job," he grumbled, awkwardly crossing his arms and looking away. You tilt your head at the sudden aggression in his tone. He takes a moment to calm down with some calming breaths before he peeks at you from the corner of his eyes. He huffs before mumbling out, "Y'know...if you wanted to thank me you could join me for dinner." For some reason, you found his roundabout offer oddly adorable for such an explosive man.

"Are-are you asking me out?" you ask, smiling sweetly as you watch the tips of his ears brighten with a red hue.

"Yes or no?"

"Hmmm," you hum pensively, your finger tapping on your chin in thought. You mentally cackle at the way he groans impatiently, embarrassingly. Giggling, you finally decide to put him out of his misery, "Yes, I'd love to." His face proudly morphs into one of triumph.

"Good," he nods. "Be ready by 7. I'll pick you up." With that, he marches out the cafe doors, and you don't miss the "Fuck yeah!" he shouts once he's outside, startling a few unsuspecting bypassers.

You giggle as you watch his figure swagger down the street. Sukki comes up behind you, clearing her throat. "Did Dynamight just ask you out?"

"Mhmm," you hum out, biting your bottom lip giddily.

"After you agreed to go out with Deku?"

"Mhmm—oh," you blanch. "Oh, shit!"

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[mci-writing]

Warmth (Midoriya Izuku x Reader)

Warnings: Obsessiveness (near the end), implied major character death, reanimated corpse (it’s Deku), necromancy, Deku is the equivalent of Frankenstein’s monster kinda, a little ooc, mentions of pain, descriptions of skin burning (not exactly but yeah idk how to explain it)

Kofi

Viridian irises glance over the form laid before them, a longing sigh passing through chapped lips and landing on deaf ears. Fingers, cold to the touch and tinted blue from lack of flowing blood and oxygen, slide across the small expanse of exposed (s/t) skin, the thumb stopping just under a closed left eye and softly, lovingly, tenderly rubbing the area. It leaves the warmest goosebumps, so warm it should ache, dulling once the contact is distanced.

Whispers of ‘patience’ sound through the air, chilling down to the bone and causing him to pull away out of instinct. The reactions of those around him tell him that they aren’t really there, but he can’t help his response after being told such for so long. For so achingly long.

“Deku-kun,” He feels himself straighten at the voice beside him, a hand setting itself at the small of his back. The thumb rubs small, circles in an attempt to soothe his worrying, “If you keep tugging at your lip like that, you’ll rip it off.”

He becomes self-aware of his habit after his companion points it out, cheeks warming as he quickly lets it go. He wets his lips with his tongue after, teeth grazing over the bottom one as they pop out. He’s unable to stop the awkward chuckle that follows or the way his eyes flit from those around him to the body on the table.

“I’m sure (L/n)-San wouldn’t mind reattaching it once they wake, Uraraka-San,” Todoroki stands near the door, his eyes never straining from beyond the frame as he speaks to them. It’s hard to miss his tense demeanor from where they’re placed, one of his fangs pointing past his lips.

Izuku feels himself sweat at that, a wobbly smile forming on his face as he brings his full attention back to the other members of their group. The best he can manage out is a small “T-Thanks, Todoroki-San” as his hand connects with (Y/n)’s and laces his fingers through theirs.

Silence fills the room again after that. Midoriya can hear his heart racing and feel (Y/n)’s faint pulse. They pump in tandem together, like always. Yet, it does nothing to ease his fears. He knows that spell they cast was powerful, but they’ve been out for a few days now. The only reassurances he’s received of them still being alive was the small noises they’d make as they rested, the way their hand tightly holds his each time he holds it, and the addictive burn he receives with each touch to their skin.

The book of necromancy did say that some spells would be harder to cast for users with less experience, but Midoriya didn’t realize that translated to needing to rest for so long to regain the little strength of power (Y/n) knew how to use. He would’ve tried harder to suggest something else for their escape.

“Oi, Deku!” The rough voice of his childhood friend wakes him from his thoughts, his thumb and forefinger making themselves known on his lips as they tightly squeeze from the small jump he makes. He’s being side-eyed by shades of crimson, but not many would catch the soft worry behind them, “Me n Shitty Hair’s got the ship waiting at the dock. Cargo truck’s outside.”

Emerald eyes meet the fiery shades, an understanding spoken between them that only their little bubble could process. Without a beat, Bakugou comes forward and lifts the end of the slab they're laying across and Todoroki is quick to grab the other end. They load it into the cargo truck's trunk, careful to ensure they're strapped down in the back before Todoroki hops out. Midoriya watches on, eyes longing for the warmth he’s just lost.

~~~~~

The car only holds four people, debatably three if you wanted to argue whether or not Midoriya could still be counted as human in his current form. He was undead, that much he could confirm from the way his body had been stitched together and the ice cold feeling of his skin when he wasn’t within a certain proximity of (Y/n). He was something like Frankenstein, but the context seemed less science fiction and more fantasy. He had no clue why he had been brought back to life, just that he had been. (Y/n) and Kacchan always avoided the question when he’d ask how he’d died.

That’s another thing, it’s always the three of them. Even now, only Kacchan and (Y/n) were going to board the boat with him. Kirishima was only here to take them there and back.

His gaze pans away from the passing scenery outside to the body pressed against his. His cheeks warm as bright a red as they possibly can at the proximity, yet he can’t force himself to move away from the burning sensation of their skin touching. It hurts in the nicest way possible, making him feel way more alive than he thought possible. It’s why he thought he had just woken from a long sleep instead of immediately thinking he’d come back to life, the warmth too comforting for him to question anything at the time. Both of his companions joked about it being out of character for him.

He takes in the low rise of their chest and the serene look of their face. It’s one of the very few times he hasn’t seen them worried out of their mind since being brought back to life. He’s tried not to keep count of their smiles, one of his favorite aspects about them. If with their lips held in a neutral shape, he’s fighting the urge to kiss them until they swell.

He feels himself warm more at the repeated thought of laying a kiss on their unconscious form. He should be ashamed, but he’s been wanting to be intimate with them for a while now. It’s gotten so bad he gets a little jealous when he catches them and Kacchan away from him, whispering between themselves in a bubble of their own that he feels he won’t fit in.

That thought sours his feelings a little, especially when he knows he could never take them from Kacchan and he could never take Kacchan from them. The idea of them moving forward without him, leaving him out, and further pushing him away from the picture he'd perfectly fit in before his current state, gives him a deep pit feeling in his chest that he doesn't enjoy dwelling on for too long.

But right here… Right now…? He could just give them a quick peck and pretend it didn’t happen. No one would know… Unless they woke up from it or something…

He weighs his options, emerald eyes measuring and tracing the outlines of your lips. He has vivid memories of the one time he managed to get a kiss from them, in the dead of night when the only witnesses aside from themselves were the twinkling constellations. He doesn't remember how long ago it was, but he can perfectly picture the sight of them shyly smiling, their face warm, and (e/c) eyes dilated like a super moon. Their lips fit perfectly against his, slated and locked like they were meant to be attached for eternity, and delectably soft like fresh baked goods straight from the oven. He'd press his lips against them as much as he possibly could, suffocate against them even.

The cons would be them waking and beating the shit out of him... Or Kacchan catching him and beating the shit out of him...

Midoriya leans forward, hand burning as he cups their cheek. He rubs his thumb against their skin as his lips finally meet theirs again. It feels like home, his lips feverishly sucking against the plump flesh like he'll never be able to do so again.

He pulls away once he realizes he's being too greedy, too desperate. He sucks in a deep breath, the butterflies rising to his chest as his heart pounds against his ribcage. He can feel the warm honeydew in his cheeks, worsening when his eyes dart up and meet a certain pair of crimson ones. They stare at one another for a moment, but Midoriya can't read what Bakugou is thinking at all. Bakugou sends him a small smile, or something close to it. His lips quirk upward on one side before he turns back to the road. Kirishima is talking about something, but he's obviously not paying attention.

"'Zuku?" The soft call of his name has him looking down, meeting the dazed stare of (Y/n). They're still relatively exhausted from their overuse of magic, a bit of light missing from their pupils. They press their cheek into his hand, the bags under their eyes heavy, "Are we... heading there?"

"We're going to the dock right now, (Y/n). Kacchan's in the front seat and Kirishima's driving us there," Midoriya informs them, voice low as to not cause them any discomfort. He knows they typically suffer from headaches after too much use of their necromancy abilities, "I'm sure you should be able to rest a bit longer-"

"No, no," They begin to sit up, getting a grip on his shoulder and using it to push themselves up. They let go and force themselves to sit up on their knees, getting in a position where they can easily look out the window, "I have to check that... we're not... Not being..."

Their voice trails off as they grab their head, another splintering headache racking their body from the sudden movement. Midoriya is quick to grab hold of them, leaning their body against his. Gravity lays them back across his lap, their face pressing into the fabric of his shirt while they close their eyes. Out of instinct, he presses his fingers against the nape of their neck, slowly sliding them upwards to press at various spots in the back of their head.

"No one's following us, (Y/n). We made sure of that..." He murmurs, pushing their hair out of their eyes. His hand eases down the side of their face, fingers hooking under their chin and pushing it up so they can see him better, "Get your rest."

"Izuku...," They stare at him for a moment, different emotions flashing through their (e/c) eyes. One of their hands reaches up for his cheek, the flesh feeling as if it'll catch on fire at any moment. They pull away too quickly for his liking, the same stricken look reaching their eyes like every other time they touch him and they're reminded of their afflictions. He's heard them apologize to him in the late hours before.

With little thought, he grabs their hand and presses it back to his flesh. He feels just a little closer to being human again at the touch. He nuzzles into their hold, keeping eye contact with them and watching the confliction beyond their irises. He doesn't care about the way his body screams to flinch away from the heat, pressing more into it as opposed to as opposed to running from it. He tightens his hold when he feels them try to tug away from him.

“Izuku, stop. You’re hurting yourself-,”

"No, it's okay," He responds too quickly, leaning into their touch. He presses his ear to their chest, listening to the steady beating of their heart and the movement of their breathing in their chest. The heat isn't as excruciating, simmering to an addictive warmth adjacent to bodies entangled in a hug. It crawls over his skin and wraps around him like a blanket, "Everything is okay..."

He never wants to leave from (Y/n)'s hold, (Y/n)'s warmth, ever again. He doesn't know how he could ever live without it, especially not now when the cold is even colder than before...

#midoriya izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku #this is based on a Horikoshi sketch from a year or so ago and a WEBTOON I was obsessed with at the time #there’s some Bakugou x reader and bakudeku x reader if you squint #original draft had them very poly coded and it might still be there whoops #also slight Yandere!Deku at the end whoops #erm here’s your Halloween special for the year 👉🏾👈🏾 #I will hopefully be back shortly with another piece ✌🏾 #I mean it bc I have a few requests I actually like that I’m working on and a big fic that’s been years in the making #the big fic probs won’t get any notes tho 🫣 #tumblr did not like this one 😭😭😭 she wouldn’t save it was crazy #thought my thing was too long but it’s only 4 pages on Google docs so #shawty was tripping #yes I did listen to Frankenstein the musical while I wrote this wdym

[fr-ogii]

Could I request a Yandere Deku and Bakugo (poly) with a female S/o on her period..

periods

yandere!katsuki bakugo + izuku midoriya

x fem!reader; poc friendly

masterlist

⚠️ :: afab reader, mentions of pregnancy and sex (neither of which occur), minor cursing, bakugo and midoriya got no bitches lmao

-> unsurprisingly, neither of them know what they’re doing

-> katsuki never bothered to figure out anything from his mother (because he never really gave a fuck) and doesn’t really have any female friends that he would ever have to help out with that kind of thing.

-> izuku never had friends until ua and only heard his female friends or his mother complain about the cramps they got or whatever else

-> and neither of them ever really imagined they would have to deal with it ever, so they never attempted to research it on their own. but here you were, curled up in a ball on your shared bed and moaning in pain.

-> ever since they kidnapped you a few months prior, you hadn’t had your period. when you first realized it was missing you jumped straight to being terrified that you were pregnant. whether you wanted to ever have a child or not, you certainly did not want to raise them in captivity.

-> sure, it made absolutely no sense since you hadn’t had sex with either of your captors.. but since when did any of this make sense? no one could blame you that your mind first jumped to that conclusion.

-> but as the months continued and neither symptoms of pregnancy nor a period showed up, you came to the conclusion that your body had shut down from all the stress you had experienced. being kidnapped will do that to you.

-> but in the present, you were still groaning while the two men stared on with curious looks on their faces. it took them an embarrassingly long amount of time for them to connect the dots and even longer for them to act on it.

-> they had never dealt with this before. like it or not, you would have to be the one to try your best to help them. they would both attempt to figure things out to the best of their ability, but it would be mostly unsuccessful.

-> they got conflicting information and it only ended in conflict when katsuki refused to accept that his information may be incorrect.

-> you would eventually have to suck it up and deal with any embarrassment that you may have had about discussing this with your captors.

#mine 📹 #x reader #poc friendly #afab!reader #tw periods #cw periods #periods #bnha #yandere #cw yandere #tw yandere #bakudeku #bnha yandere #poly yandere bnha #poly yandere #yandere deku x reader #yandere bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku x reader #midoriya izuku #izuku midoriya #bnha yandere fic #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #mha yandere #poly mha yandere

[rfox1998]

I think you'd like this story: "Motivation (BakuDeku x Oc)" by Souldreamer9804 on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/326441131?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.tumblr&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=nikikuran&wp_originator=zXQmOzfpFEOPr9fYb3WjLa1lpV23U32n4WnnqRoRdlzs23DI1ny1LU7bJpTIPgoN7TMDoic5Sn4dcxX3eYYdtOGpG5lm7bDQ9rOMJ0SiBOIfF92Du4BSESalzU1UZOr5

#bakugou katsuki #poly bnha #deku x reader #alpha!deku x reader smut #deku smut #izuku smut #izuku x reader smut #bnha omegaverse #alpha izuku #katsuki bakugo x reader #deku x fem!reader #bnha headcanons #izuku midoriya x reader #bakudeku #mha fanfiction #mha headcanons #mha drabbles #izuku midoriya x y/n #izuku x fem reader #bakugo katsuki x female reader

[yanderenightmare]

TW: nsfw, dubcon/noncon, captive reader

gn reader

Thinking about poly yanderes… 

Being held still by one of them, forced to sit between his thick thighs – getting so sick of being outnumbered – feeling so weak, stuck in his muscle-swelled arms keeping you tight against him, wrapped snugly around your torso with your back to his chest while his hands grope your front, locking your own to your sides.

He rests his chin off your shoulder – whispering sweet words laced with mockery as you’re left to quake on his lap, struggling to keep your own pathetic sounds to yourself, having grown tired of screaming to be freed some time ago.

"You're shaking so much, sweetie~” He teases while licking your neck – smirking at how the fight in you, once so wild and untamed, had turned into you trying to restrain yourself in favor of breaking free. Fighting, now instead, to hold yourself back from spiraling until coming undone by the heat surging in your belly. 

Your face, dewy with a thin sheen of sweat, is held steadily in your other captor’s hand, keeping your misty hooded eyes looking up at him, where he leans over you while his other hand plays an eager one-sided game of war between your thighs. 

His mouth ghosts yours with small kisses, and everything smells of his breath as he pours sweet unwanted nothings down your throat. "Oh, y'so sweet in my hand~ so soft on my fingers~" 

It’s as though you can see the sickness in his eyes – leering at you like you're something he wants to devour.

“Don’t be shy~ show us how pretty you are when you cum~” He continued cooing.

“You know you want to~” The other accomplice added hot and damp right at your ear – just as amused as his partner. “Come on, baby~ show us~”

You whined, pathetically trying to wrench your face away from their pestering – overheated and overwhelmed – thighs shuddering around the stimulation, wherein the distress you wanted nothing more but to close your legs.

But the one behind you had them both hooked and spread beneath his, keeping you still and accepting of the one in front’s brazen touches.

You pinch your eyes close and bite your lip, not wanting it but feeling it take you nonetheless.

“No, no, no~” One of them tuts then, his mouth on your cheek catching tears. “Don’t look away, Angelface~ Keep your eyes on me~” He begs with fingers curled around your jaw, nuzzling your nose with his while pressing his forehead flat against your sweaty one. 

You whimper, and his thumb swirls over that place you're most sensitive. Cracking a splitting smile when you buck your hips in response.

“So close, buttercup~” He simpers before dragging his hot tongue from your chin to your temple. And you sob, thinking it’s just too cruel how your body decides to react to it. 

The knot within you seizes up, coiled so tight and stretched so thin it snaps – leaving you to throw your head back against the chest behind you – moaning out while they watch you gush for them with a shared smile on both their faces.

BNHA – DabiHawks, ShinKami, BakuDeku, ShigaDabi, TodoDeku, KiriBaku

JJK – SatoSugu, Toji x Shiu, MahiJaku, YujiKuna

HQ – Miya twins, IwaOi,

BLLK – NagiReo

HxH – KuraKuro, HisoIllu

#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere smut #yancore #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujustu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere jjk #jjk smut #bnha smut #yandere bnha #mha smut #my hero smut #yandere csm #yandere aot

[envy-of-the-apple]

Mutual Fascination

I do have in mind a part two for this if enough ppl like it. Enjoy for now~

Naga AU! Highly inspired by the world building of the bakudeku fic in the eye of the storm it stopped updating back in 2019 tho:((((

(Warnings: Naga au, monsters, imprisonment, non con touching) 

(Naga AU! Izuku Midoriya, Bakugou Katsuki, Shouto Todoroki, Eijirou Kirishima x human!reader, poly)

Four weeks ago, if someone had told you nagas existed, you would have laughed. 

But now, four weeks later, still a castaway, still seeing remnants of the boat you were once on floating in the sea, you don’t have the luxury to laugh, not anymore. 

You still don’t remember what it was. The boat looked fine during the storm, but there was a crack, a blast. 

Next thing you know, you were waking up ashore, with someone inhuman hovering over you. 

Izuku. The first naga you met on the island, staring down at you as though you were something to be admired. You remembered screaming, scuttling away, startling him because of your quickness. He couldn’t speak your tongue that well-none of them could. His mouth wasn’t human enough, his vocal cords were strained, tempted to hiss. He was coherent enough for you to learn that he wasn’t the only one on the island. 

Shouto was Izuku’s mate. At least, you think they were mates. Izuku was more lenient on him than the others, softer. The naga was bigger than the green serpentine, a longer tail, just slightly smaller than a minivan. He was quieter, didn’t bother trying to speak human, no matter how many times you coaxed him to. He spoke in clicks and hisses, turning to Izuku when you didn’t understand. He was more aloof, but sometimes you’d wake up to him and Izuku curled up around you, lavishing in your natural body head. 

Eijirou was boisterous, friendly. You liked him a lot. He was the second smallest, barely longer than Izuku. You like his coloring the most. A bright red, easy to spot. He was a bit too curious for your liking, constantly hovering, constantly touching. His greatest fascination was in your legs, moving them, watching them bend. Sometimes he goes too far up for your comfort as you have to snap your legs back. His apologetic look makes you forgive him instantly. 

The leader of them all was Katsuki. His scales were a fiery orange, it matched his personality. They all listened to him, even Shouto, when he hissed and spat in mostly anger. You think he didn’t like you at first, with all the scowling, but now it’s more like he doesn’t like it when you don’t exist around him. He isn't as touchy as Eijirou, but he lacks personal space like the others. He’s rougher, too. Constantly wrapping a clawed hand on your arm, dragging you wherever he pleased.

 You’re surprised it’s Izuku who challenges him the most, mostly about you. They squabble and bicker constantly, hissing in a tongue you don’t understand. Shouto mainly watches in amusement, Eijirou often looks worried when they start fighting with you near the vicinity. Then, one of the males will drag the other deeper into the island. They come back hours later with cuts and bruises around their body, both equally huffy. You don’t think there’s ever a clear victor. 

But they loved eachother. You could tell in the secret smiles Katsuki gives solely to Izuku when he thinks no one is watching. Shouto and Eijirou sunbathing together on a warm rock, hands shyly touching. The concern Shouto gives to Katsuki every time the naga comes back from a hunt, covered in bruises and scars. Eijirou half-listened to Izuku’s hisses, languidly cuddling beside him. You wonder if you were the only outsider in the world who knew of their love. You are the only one they’ve ever given an insight to. 

But that’s all you were, an outsider, and soon enough, you’d have to return to your own world. 

Today’s the same, as it always was. It’s Eijirou who’s curled up to you, this time, snoring softly in his coils. His claws lie just beside you, close to touching. Even in his sleep, he’s careful, quick to treat you gently, carefully. 

But gentle doesn’t mean he isn’t practically sprawled on top of you, practically shielding you from whatever intruder that could come. You don’t know why he still does it, nothing could ever come into this cave they call home. Why would anything? Four territorial nagas is scarier than anything. 

You think they consider you harmless, at least for now. Why else would they be so giving to you, always making sure you’re the first to eat, careful of their claws, their tails. Your best theory was that they saw you as a lesser being, something that needed to be cared for. Maybe they think you’re a runt of their kind? A glorified pet? You’re just grateful they haven’t considered you as food, yet. 

You wiggle a bit, Eijirou doesn’t budge, still deep into his slumber. You think for the first few days you tried to reclaim your dignity, refusing to curl up with them when the sun dipped into the water. You were still wary of them, worried they might gnaw on you in your sleep. You decided to huddle in a place far from the cave, under the night sky. 

Somehow, you always woke up in one of their arms. So now, you just stop bothering. 

You look around. There’s no one else to help you. Izuku, Katsuki, and Shouto must’ve woken up early. You don’t know what they do, maybe hunting, but you can’t be sure. As of right now, you don’t care, not when Eijirou is practically making you sink into stone. 

“Wake up,” You whisper insistently into Eijirou’s inhuman ear, “Eijirou wake up!” 

You pat his cheeks repeatedly, that seems to be the trick, because he’s hissing, cracking a slitted eye in mild annoyance before realizing it’s you. 

“Oh,” He hums, sleepily, “Hello.” 

“Hi,” You say back, “Could you get off me, please?” 

Eijirou’s frowning, but in the end, he relents, hoisting himself up, away from you. You stretch as well, folding your knees. Eijirou watches in interest. 

“Where are the others?” You ask him. 

Eijirou looks around, finally seeming to realize you’re the only one there. 

“Gone,” He finally says, “Water.” 

You hum, transfixed on him. The sudden attention seems to fluster him. He shuffles his tail a bit. 

“I didn’t know you guys could go into water.” 

“Me no could long time,” Eijirou struggles with his words, and you feel bad that they have to strain their vocal cords to talk to you, “Izuku no could long time. Katsuki yes. Shouto yes.” 

You hum. Izuku and Eijirou must be close to land snakes then, while Katsuki and Shouto were more affiliated with water. It made sense. Both of them were longer, slender, loosely resembling eels, while Izuku and Eijirou were stockier, sturdy. You wish you could ask if that meant they both had gills, but you don’t think Eijirou would be able to answer. 

Instead, you sit up, turning to walk outside of the cave. Eijirou follows, like an overgrown puppy. 

The sun is already high in the sky, when you exit the cavern. If you listened closely, you could probably hear the ocean crashing into the rocks. 

“What are you planning on doing?” You ask the naga. 

He points at you, “Watch.” 

Right, he needs to keep an eye on you, at least until the others get back. Him waking up later than the others was a silent sign that he had to hold back for babysitting duty. You give him an apologetic smile, before trekking off into the far side of the camp. 

It used to be an abandoned clearing. Something natural, but ever since you arrived, that’s slowly been changing. A campfire site was added. Grass and other soft material was gathered when it was discovered you had a hard time sleeping on a cold stone floor. Another list of things they did that they really didn’t have to do. 

You wished you could do something for them. Hopefully getting out of their hair faster would be a gift in itself. 

It wasn’t a boat. Too shabby, clearly made by the inexperienced. You really had Katsuki to thank for the material, ripping apart trees with his powerful claws. He’d preened when you’d complimented him, thanking him. 

You spent more than a week on it, using pliable bark to hold it together. A raft, your mind finally supplied. It was a raft, with a thin sail attached. You had no idea how you were even going to control it, but it was better than staying here. 

Four weeks. You’d spent almost a month hoping for rescue. Maybe you’d have better luck out in the ocean, than here on an uncharted island. 

Eijirou gives an excited click, hovering over the contraption. He points at it with a claw, looking at you with wonder. You realize you haven’t been babysat by him in a while. You were usually with Izuku, sometimes Shouto. This was his first time seeing it. 

“Raft,” You supply. 

“Raft,” He repeats, fascinated, “Why?” 

You pause, trying to explain it in the simplest of words. 

“I can’t swim well in ocean-water,” You correct yourself, “This will help.” 

Eijirou nods, eager. Excited. 

“Swim? Swim?” He asks, “Swim Katsuki? Shouto?” 

“I won’t be swimming with them, no.” You gently say, “This will just help me leave the island. Maybe find a rescue boat.” 

Eijirou couldn’t understand you that well. He didn’t learn as quickly as Katsuki, or Izuku, but you admired his determination to try to learn, to try to understand you. It’s why when you speak to him, you tend to be a little less guarded. You gave a lot more information, stuff you never mentioned to Izuku and Katsuki or Shouto, left yourself a little open. 

Truthfully, you underestimated him a bit. 

You don’t get a response, instead you feel a sudden weight on your body, pushing to the ground, on your back. Your stare at Eijirou, his eyes are panicked. Wide. 

Scared. 

“Leave?” He trills, “Leave? Leave? Why?” 

He’s gentle, he’s always gentle. But not when he’s desperate. Today, his claws sink into your skin because he doesn’t care. He doesn’t care enough, not right now. 

You shudder out a breath. 

“Eijirou,” You weakly say, “You’re hurting me.” 

He shakes his head. 

“Leave? Stay!” He pleads, just as pathetically. 

You hate how you feel relief when you hear the foliage shift, because you don’t want to be afraid of Eijirou, you really don’t, but you look up anyway, watching as the three naga still when they see the scene before them. 

Shouto is the first to move, clicking at Eijirou angrily. He’s close to putting a hand on his mate, shoving him off the poor defenseless human, when Eijirou is clicking back. 

Shouto stills. Your heart sinks. 

Izuku moves frantically, slithering to your body. His eyes slip from you to the raft he helped you build. You can tell that it’s slowly starting to click in his mind. His hair’s wet, droplets falling down his face, but you know his eyelashes aren’t wet from the dive in the ocean. 

“Leave?” Izuku is saying, “Why? You stay? Here good. Ocean bad.” 

You’re shaking your head. Eijirou’s grip loosens, he pulls away in silence. You prop yourself up, keeping your gaze on the first naga you’d ever met. 

“Izuku,” When you usually say his name, he preens in adoration. Today, he winces, “I can’t stay here. I have to go back to my own kind. To other humans.” 

Neither of you are prepared for the loud crack. You flinch, turning towards Katsuki. His fist is shaking, injured, bruised. 

And your little raft, something that could’ve barely withstood a small rainstorm, is splintered to pieces. 

“You can’t leave,” He’s hissing, “Stay. On Island.” 

No one’s holding you, dragging your frail body down to earth, but you suddenly feel heavy. You look in horror at the thing that was once your way of escape. Your last hope. 

“Why?” You ask, but it’s too quiet, but you want to be angry and upset, “Why did-did you…”

Cold hands slip into yours. Izuku is staring at you, tilting his head in understanding, but he doesn’t understand. He can’t. 

“Stay here,” His voice is soft but you know it’s not a suggestion, “With us.” 

“I can’t,” You feel like you’re repeating yourself, “I need to get home. I have to get home.” 

“This home,” Izuku says, “Your home.” 

You feel sick. You want to throw up because this feels so wrong. Too wrong. 

Your hands fall away from him. Izuku lets it, lets you crawl back, away from them all. Because he knows. 

He knows you can’t go anywhere. 

You’re shaking your head, “No no you can’t. You can’t just keep me here. Why? Why?” 

“You are ours, you can’t go.” Katsuki’s voice cuts in, Izuku glowers at him with a soft hiss, probably telling him to be gentle with you, like he always does, but no amount of padding stops you from reeling at his next words. 

“Mates can’t go.” 

You’re stammering, maybe laughing. 

“I’m-I’m not your mate,” You spit the word out like it’s poison, “Humans…it doesn’t work like that. Not with my kind. You-you can’t want me. Keep me.” 

Eijirou hovers next to Izuku, looking at you, “Yes,” He says softly, “Want. You.”  

“Chose you,” Izuku’s finishing for him, “For us.” 

You’re crying now, something hot and festering building up in your chest. They couldn’t. God they wouldn’t, right? Suddenly the constant touching, cooing, the coddling they do for you. It all clicks. And it all becomes too much. 

“Please,” You’re replying, weak, “I can’t live the rest of my life here, until I die.” 

“Yes,” Someone’s saying. You don’t recognize the voice. 

Shouto gives you a wide grin, filled with sharp teeth. For the first time, he speaks. 

You’re too filled with dread to acknowledge it. 

“Stay. Until you die.” 

#naga au #naga!Midoriya Izuku #naga!bakugou katsuki #naga!Todoroki shouto #naga!Eijirou Kirishima #mha x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #multi yandere x reader #ive been reading lots of monster fics lately #midoriya izuku x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #yandere izuku #yandere eijiro #yandere shouto #yandere katsuki #kirishima eijiro x reader #monster au #poly

[loser-writings]

MY HERO ACADEMIA | Masterlist

Last Updated: August 8th, 2020

| Key: ✿ → SFW | ✦ → NSFW | β → Omegaverse | ⚠︎ → Dark content |

Because of the amount of content created, this had to be split into 2 Masterlists. I hope you understand!

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Dabi

✿ [HC] Dabi Dating a single Dad ✿ || Male Reader ||

✿ [HC] Quirk based on the 7 Deadly sins (Lust) ✿ || GN reader ||

⚠︎✿ [HC] Dabi having a crush on a Hero ✿⚠︎ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Parenting Headcanons ✿ || GN reader ||

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✿ [HC] They’re an omega ✿β || GN Reader ||

β✦ [HC] Omega Dabi Heat Headcanons ✦β || GN Reader

β✿ [HC] Going all out for a Pregnancy Announcement ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

⚠︎ "Tristful" || Angst ⚠︎ || GN Reader ||

Denki Kaminari

✿ [HC] Dating them in secret ✿ || GN Reader ||

✦✿ [HC] Accidentally grabbing your chest ✿ ✦ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Parenting Headcanons ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✦ Omega Denki Headcanons ✦ β || GN Reader ||

β✦ “I may not go down in history, but I’ll go down on you” ✦ β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✿ [HC] Going all out for a Pregnancy Announcement ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

✿ "One Month In" ✿ || GN Reader ||  Denki has a crush on you and has been there for you through your relationship, but he can’t help but make a move after you break up.

Eijiro Kirishima

✿ [HC] Dating them in secret ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Having an Australian S/O ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Quirk based on the 7 Deadly sins (Sloth) ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Parenting Headcanons ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✿ [HC] They're an Omega ✿β || Alpha GN Reader ||

β✿ Reader and Bakugo courting Alpha Kirishima ✿β | Poly Scenario | GN Alpha Reader ||

Enji Todoroki

✿ [HC] Dating them in secret ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Quirk based on the 7 Deadly sins (Wrath)  ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Introducing his Male S/O to his family  ✿ || Male Reader ||

β [HC] Omega Endeavor Headcanons β

β Distressed Omega!Reader x Alpha!Endeavor β || GN Reader ||

β Alpha Endeavor with a Beta Male Reader β || Male Reader ||

✿ SFW Alphabet ✿

✿ Just For Show ✿ || GN ||[Part 1] To boost Endeavors popularity, His agency suggests he try a fake relationship to show how he has changed to be a better man. One rule though, “Don’t catch feelings.” What happens when you both seem to break the rule?

Fumikage Tokoyami

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✿ [HC] They’re an omega ✿β || GN Reader ||

Himiko Toga

β✿ [HC] Alpha Toga x Omega Female Reader ✿β || Female Omega Reader ||

Hitoshi Shinsou

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✿ [HC] They’re an omega ✿β || GN Reader ||

β✿ [HC] More Omega Shinsou Headcanons ✿β

⚠︎ Zombie AU || Hitoshi Shinsou ⚠︎

Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic)

✿ [HC] Dating them in secret ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Having an Australian S/O ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Parenting Headcanons ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✿ [HC] Omega Mic Headcanons ✿β

β✿ [HC] Going all out for a Pregnancy Announcement ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

Izuku Midoriya (Deku)

✿ [HC] Dating them in secret ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Quirk based on the 7 Deadly sins (Gluttony) ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Izuku helping a Sick S/o || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Izuku Dating an Alt. Styled S/O ✿ || GN Reader|

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✦ Alpha Bakudeku helping Omega reader in heat ✦β || GN Omega Reader || Poly Fic ||

β✿ “The butterflies in my stomach have turned into little feet” ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

Jin Bubaigawara (Twice)

✿ [HC] Parenting Headcanons ✿ || GN Reader ||

β✿ [HC] Going all out for a Pregnancy Announcement ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

✦ NSFW Alphabet ✦

✿ Adore you ✿ || GN Reader || You decide to ask Twice to dance with you to ease his mind

Katsuki Bakugo

✿ [HC] Dating them in secret ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Having an Australian S/O ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

✿ [HC] Reacting to their S/O having a breakdown ✿ || GN Reader ||

β✿ [HC] They're an Omega ✿β || Alpha GN Reader ||

β✿ Reader and Bakugo courting Alpha Kirishima ✿β | Poly Scenario | GN Alpha Reader ||

β✦ Alpha Bakudeku helping Omega reader in heat ✦β || GN Omega Reader || Poly Fic ||

✿ SFW Alphabet  ✿

✿ Fluff ABC’s ✿

Kai Chisaki (Overhaul)

✿ [HC] Relationship Headcanons ✿ || GN Reader ||

β [HC] Omega Overhaul Headcanons || GN Reader || β

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

✿ [HC] Pampering Stressed Hawks ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Reacting to their S/O having a breakdown ✿ || GN Reader ||

β✿ Omega! Hawks during spring ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✿ Nesting with Hawks ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✿ [HC] Going all out for a Pregnancy Announcement ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✿ [HC] Pregnant Omega Hawks ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✿ [HC] Hawks Pregnant again after having twins ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✦ “I may not go down in history, but I’ll go down on you” ✦β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✦ Omega! Hawks in Heat ✦β || GN Alpha Reader ||

#Masterlist #my hero academia #deku #Bakugo #Present mic #Hizashi yamada #enji todoroki #endeavor #denki kaminari #eijiro kirishima #Kirishima #Dabi #mha scenarios #mha oneshots #bnha oneshots #bnha scenarios #denki #kirishima eijirou #Enji Todoroki #tokoyami fukimage #himiko toga #hitoshi shinsou #yamada hizashi #izuku midoriya #jin bubaigawara #katsuki bakugo #kai chisaki #keigo takami #Hawks #Overhaul

[rashoumon-homo]

I’m taking writing requests!!

Go ahead and drop a request in my ask box or through dm :)

I specialize in character x character smut (and smut in general), so don’t be afraid to send in a nsfw request! In fact, I’ll probably get to it faster than I would a sfw prompt if I’m being totally honest haha.

Here are some of my basic guidelines. (These might change over time)

Things I will write

Character x character

Character x gn!reader

Character x m!reader

Explicit m/m smut

Trans reader or character (including smut)

A pretty wide range of kinks (ask if you’re not sure)

Non-shipping/romance plots

Headcanon format or short fic format

Things I will not write (hard no)

Any het or w/w smut

f!reader / female reader

Character x OC

Cheating

Soft no

(Will write under certain circumstances or maybe someday)

Female characters (for romance/smut plots)

Poly ships

Angst

SFW het and w/w

Fandoms + Characters + Ships

For reader insert fics, I’ll write pretty much any male character. I can’t think of anyone off the top of my head I’d be uncomfortable writing. I’m still new to the BNHA fandom, so there might be some characters I don’t see I know well enough to write, but again it’s case-by-case.

You can request a ship that isn’t on this list, but if the ship you like is here, I’ll definitely be willing to write it!

Bungou Stray Dogs

Soukoku ☆°

Shin Soukoku ☆°

Ranpoe ☆°

Fyolai °

Fyozai °

Kunizai

My Hero Academia

BakuDeku ☆°

KiriBaku ☆°

TodoDeku

Seroroki

☆ - personal favorite to write

° - have written before

I may switch to taking commissions instead of requests at some point but for now I’m just getting the hang of things so request away while you can!

However, since these are requests that I’m just taking in my free time, it might take me a while to get to yours. Your patience is appreciated!

If I get a request that I don’t feel comfortable with writing, I will let you know (unless of course it was an anonymous request).

Feel free to dm me with any questions!

#request guidelines #bsd x reader #bsd x you #bsd x y/n #bsd imagines #soukoku #shin soukoku #fyolai #ranpoe #fyozai #kunikizai #fic requests #bungou stray dogs #bsd #rashoumon writes

[w0rmm1lk]

Rules! + Poly ships

Hi! please make sure to read the rules fully if you plan on requesting anything!

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Will write :

BNHA characters

Platonic x reader

Romantic x reader

x male reader

x female reader

x gn reader

SFW

Oneshots

Headcannons

Trans!reader

polyamory (willl list ships i wont do in the "will not write for" section.)

Fem x male reader

Masc x Male reader

Gn x male reader

Fem x Gn reader

Masc x Gn reader

Gn x Gn reader

Fem x Fem reader

Masc x Fem reader

Gn x Fem reader

Character (1 or more) x reader

character (1 or more) x oc

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Will *NOT* write:

adult x child

student x teacher

NSFW

noncon

sibling x sibling

character x character (this is strictly a character x reader blog)

AU’s

religious themes that do not include shiozaki.

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ships i will NOT do for Polyamory fics

bakudeku (i just dont ship it)

togadeku (vaguley ship it but i prefer not to write unhealthy dynamics)

todomomo (idk how i feel about it +idk how I would write it)

togachaco (do ship but will not write for same reasons as togadeku)

todobaku (dont ship it)

todobakudeku (will not write for todobaku or bakudeku so why would i write em together lol)

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ships i WILL write for polyamory fics

kiribaku

tsuchaco

hotwings (only in context of before S6)

tododeku (though i wont be great since I dont fully ship it, I’ll probably do better if writing for S5-6)

dekuraka

iidaraka

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KEEP IN MIND

any ships not listed i may still do! feel free to ask by sending a message or in the requests! <3

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If you would like specific pronouns to be used for reader (not she/her they/them or he/him) then please include in the request! along with if reader does not identify as Nb, male, or female!

i am willing to do neo pronouns but i may struggle a little bit at firdt!

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha x male reader #mha x female reader #mha x gn!reader #bnha x male reader #bnha x female reader #bnha x gn!reader #blog rules

[idefkimjustasimp]

My rules, characters I do, fandoms, ect

Hi!!! 👋 I am Charly and here are my fanfic rules and stuff!!!! :)

yes I will post art sometimes

RULES:

ABSOLUTELY NO MINORS THAT INCLUDES MINORS X ADULTS!!!! >:(

No asking me to do anything I'm not comfortable with

Okay here me out but I've seen this b4...so NO FLIRTING WITH ME!!!!

THINGS I WILL DO:

Nsfw (only a little and if I feel like it)

Sfw (obvi)

Ships

Requests

Aged up (ex: aged up south park x reader)

X reader

ANON EXAMPLES TO USE (idk if others use any of these so don't hate If I stole one I'm sorry):

😘anon

💋anon

👽anon

🦈 anon

FANDOMS AND PEOPLE I WILL WRITE FOR:

South park:

Kenny, Stan, Kyle, Creek(poly or not), Butters, Clyde, Token

Any ships

HARLEY QUINN:

Literally only harlivy, or batman x joker idk the other ships that well

GORILLAZ:

2d, noodle, Russell, ace, murdoc

2doc, and any other ship except noodle x anyone but y/n

OBEY ME:

All brothers, diavolo, barbatos, simeon, Solomon, (maybe thirteen idk yet)

No ships AND NO LUKE!!! HES LITERALLY 13 (yes to an aged up Luke tho)

MHA:

Literally anyone but mineta, and eri

Bakudeku, kiribaku, todobaku, tododeku, denki x deku, I can't think of more but when you request I'll let you know

DEMON SLAYER:

Anyone!!! :)

Any ship except shipping family members together

The Umbrella Academy (Tua)

Anyone

No ships please!!!!

Welcome home

Only wally that's it

No ships

Camp Camp

David, max, Gwen

Max x anyone but David and Gwen

David x gwen, David x reader, David x Daniel

Camp cretatios

Anyone

Any ship

Byyyye i can't think of more!!!!

#gorillaz #Mha #harley quinn #demon slayer #south park #art #Oc #camp camp #camp cretaceous #the umbrella academy #welcome home

[thetraingotsetonfireonmidnight]

Do you do poly ships? Like bakudeku x reader and such?

I do!

I've done a few TodoBaku and KiriBaku x readers

#midnight asks

[fr-ogii]

second thoughts pt. 2

yandere!izuku midoriya + yandere!katsuki bakugo

x fem!reader; poc friendly

masterlist

part 1

⚠️ use of the word “hell”

it took quite a bit of time for your captors to notice your shift in mood. it was nearly halfway through the day following your fight when bakugo finally questioned you.

“what the hell is wrong with you?”

well that definitely wasn’t the way to say it. you were already angry and hurt, and that just pushed you over the edge. there wasn’t anyway else you could interpret those words, you truly believed that your captors no longer loved you. why else would they treat you so coldly? none of this made sense.

“what the hell is wrong with me?” you let out an angry scoff, completely frustrated by how ridiculously foolish your “lovers” were. “what the hell is wrong with you?!”

the two men in front you shared an anxious second of eye contact before turning all their attention back to your frame that was trembling in anger. noticing their looks of confusion, you made a loud huff of frustration.

“you have ruined my life! don’t just stand there and act like you have no clue why i’m upset!” your eyes shot back and forth between the two in front of you. seeing that you really were getting nowhere, you stomped off. you weren’t even quite sure where you were going, you just didn’t think you could stand being around them any longer. it hurt more than words could describe that they didn’t know why you were hurting. it felt like it should be obvious.

—

it had been a few hours since you stormed out and you weren’t sure if your emotions had simmered down or gotten worse. there were still too many conflicting thoughts in your head that you didn’t even hear the slight knocking on the door at first.

it became more insistent and some angry whispering could be heard, probably belonging to bakugo. you snapped out of the trance you were in and stood up to go open the door. not a moment too soon, it seemed like katsuki had been planning to break it down.

midoriya started talking after an awkward moment of silence. “hey, y/n.” another pause. “we’re sorry. we’re sorry it took so long to realize what we did wrong, too.”

“sorry.” bakugo seemed a bit embarrassed. his eyes remained fixed on the floor and hands crossed in front of his chest, defensive.

you weren’t willing to accept that just yet. “prove it.” if they really still loved you like they used to, they should be willing to spoil you for the next week at least. if they didn’t, you would know that your fears were true and you should start planning for your final days on earth.

#mine 📹 #poc friendly #x reader #comfort #bnha 🌴 #bnha #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugo katsuki #deku x fem!reader #x fem!reader #bnha x fem reader #bnha x fem!reader #yandere bnha #poly yandere #poly bnha #yandere bakudeku x reader #yandere bakugo x reader #yandere deku #izuku midoriya x fem!reader #midoriya

[mhathotfic]

Could we get an insecure little chubby reader and bakudeku? (Little as in little space lol) reader is acting a bit bratty and trying not to go into headspace even tho they need it/to?

I love that I get more little request now it makes me super happy that y’all like how I write littlespace.

Warnings: polyamory, non-sexual depiction of a cg/l relationship, mentioned fatphobia,

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x reader x Izuku Midoriya

Sometimes being partners with two pro heroes was difficult. Sometimes you worry for them and their safety, no matter how many times they assure you that they’re fine and always gonna come back to you.

Sometimes you wonder if they mean it and if coming back applied to other things, other people to be more exact.

(Yn) wasn’t stupid, they knew what people said about them. How fans would compare them to their partners colleagues. Point out how much fatter they were and how they couldn’t understand how two of the top heroes could be with them.

It was a lot. Normally they could ignore it, but it tends to chip away at you over time. Up until you’re just one dig away from crumbling.

Just one comment on how overly sensitive and childish someone found them and thought that their boyfriends could do better put them over the edge and they didn’t quite know why. It just hurts.

Made them want to push away from their comforts and try to be ‘better’ whatever that means.

It was one miserable week of trying to be more whatever better meant and their partners were kinda sick of it.

Of course if they were genuinely trying for the sake of their own health it’d be different, but this was clearly something else. They were pushing themselves to hard and to fast. It was time they stepped in and figured out what was actually going on.

“I’m fine, I just think I’ve outgrown it, wouldn’t you like it better if I acted my age anyways? And the diet is good! I need to lose weight anyways, I-” they tried to defend themselves. Hoping that they sound like they were genuine about their convictions but the concerned and disbelieving looks that they received said otherwise. That and Bakugou interrupting to actually say otherwise.

“You’re full of-” he started with a agitated tone and was quickly interrupted by Midoriya when (Yn) had flinched from the tone.

“Kacchan! There’s a better way of handling this” he scolded before turning back to (Yn) “Pup, you know that’s not how we feel right? Tell us what’s wrong ok? Daddy’s been worried sick about you and you know how he gets- ow Kacchan, don’t hit me! You were- y-you know how he gets when he’s worried”. He spoke in gentle coo, apart from the distraction of very embarrassed Bakugou taking it out on him, it was something that usually helps them slip when stressed, but they were fighting it this time.

“I told you, I’m fine! I don’t need you to do that anymore so just drop Izuku!” he sighed at the attitude looking to Bakugou for help. He was always better at dealing with it.

“You wanna say that again? You heard yourself right? Is that how you talk to us?” they blinked realizing they might of messed up and tried to walk it back but he wasn’t letting them “Ah, don’t even try, Papa tried being nice and letting you tell us what’s wrong but you wanted to yell at him instead?” “I-” “Here’s what’s gonna happen, your gonna get changed into those pajamas we got you, get one of your stuffies and a pacifier and we’re gonna take care of you, no buts, no ‘I don’t need to!’, you’re gonna let’s help you got it?”.

He spoke with the same stern tone he used with punishments and it had the desired effect. Running to hide behind Midoriya and complaining that he was being mean again, already starting to slowly slip into littlespace. “He’s just doing what he thinks is best Pup, let’s go get you changed ok? We’ll talk about the other stuff later when you feel better yeah?”

#katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #katsuki x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #poly bakudeku x reader #sfw cg/l

[yanderenightmare]

BAKUGOU KATSUKI MASTERLIST

Ranging from my top Bakugou post to posts with notes above 1k.

Boss ! Bakugo going yandere for his helpful assistant:

WANTS & NEEDS ♡6.6k

Yandere captor ! Bakugou punishes darling for a crime she didn’t commit and then regrets it:

WRONGLY PUNISHED ♡5.8k

FOLLOW-UP ASK ♡2.2k

Darling uses sex as a coping mechanism:

DARLING INITIATING SEX ♡4.8k

Hero ! Bakugou x Villain ! Deku x childhood friend ! darling:

RENUNION ♡3.7k

Cock descriptions:

COCK ♡3.7k

What BNHA ! yandere is the scariest:

SCARY YANDERE ♡3.5k

Bully ! Bakugou creeps on his quirkless study partner:

STUDY-SESSIONS ♡3.3k

Bully ! Bakugo is scary and pushy and delusional:

BAD GUY ♡3k

Fuckfriend ! Bakugou turned yandere:

BORING ♡2.8k

Alpha ! Bakugou figures out why he bullies Omega reader:

LESSON ♡2.8k

HEAT ♡1.3k

Bully ! Bakugo series. He harasses the reader into a relationship:

SEVEN MINUTES IN HELL ♡2.7k

TRUST ME ♡2.1k

Boyfriend ! Bakugou headcanons:

BOYFRIEND ! KATSUKI ♡2.7k

Poly ! KiriBaku bullies cute darling:

BAD INFLUENCE ♡2.6k

Poly ! BakuDekuTodo x darling thirsts:

BAKUDEKUTODO X DARLING ♡2.6k

BAKUDEKUTODO X DARLING ♡1.3k

POLY ♡1.6k

Prince ! Bakugou x maid ! dalring:

PRINCE x MAID ♡2.6k

Imagines of what happens when the darling tries to deny the BNHA ! yanderes intimacy and sex:

BAKUGOU ♡2.4k

Bully ! Bakugo x poor ! darling:

IN CASE OF FIRE: PUSH ALARM ♡1.4k

IN THE TRAILER ♡2.3k

FOLLOW-UP ASK

Barbarian King ! Bakugo arranged marriage with princess ! darling:

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST ♡2.3k

Yandere captor ! Bakugou reacting to pregnant darling:

PREGNANT DARLINGS ♡2.3k

Overworked and touch-starved Prohero ! Bakugou x girlfriend ! darling:

ONE MORE TIME? ♡2.2k

Yandere captor ! Bakugou with a darling who enjoys being his darling:

DARLING ENJOYS BEING A DARLING ♡2k

Bakugou and darling's sexual role-play dynamic:

ROLE-PLAY DYNAMICS ♡1.9k

Yandere captor ! Bakugo x pet ! darling:

PET ! DARLING IN HEAT ♡1.8k

AFTERMATH OF PET ! DARLING IN HEAT ♡1.5k

BRATTY PET-DARLING ♡1.1k

Yandere captor ! Bakugou x darling with early Stockholm syndrome:

EARLY STOCKHOLM SYNDROME ♡1.7k

Yandere captor ! Bakugou wants captive darling to be willing:

WILLINGLY OR NOT ♡1.7k

Poly Proheroes ! BakuDeku blackmails criminal ! darling:

STREET SCUM ♡1.7k

Bully ! Bakugou redemption, being charming with darling and asking her out:

GIRLFRIEND ♡1.6k

Sheriff ! Bakugou harasses backpacking tourist:

HIS TOWN, HIS RULES ♡1.6k

Yandere captor ! Bakugou's need for intimacy:

INTIMATE ACTIVITIES ♡1.6k

Bakugou having a breeding kink for his crush:

BREEDING KINK ♡1.6k

Yandere captor ! Bakugou cleaning darling’s cuts after she tries killing herself:

CUTS & BANDAGES ♡1.6k

Childhood friend Bakugou and you have been stuck in a toxic relationship forever:

NO ONE ELSE ♡1.6k

Pro Hero ! Bakugou regrets not making you his before it was too late:

MISERABLE ♡1.5k

Bakugou's type:

SUBMISSIVE DARLING ♡1.5k

Alpha ! Bakugou mating his terrified Omega ! darling:

Five Steps for Alphas Mating Omegas ♡1.5k 

Prohero ! Bakugou going yandere for childhood friend ! spy ! darling:

EMPTY SHELLS ♡1.5k

Poly wolf-boys ! BakuDeku with a bunny ! darling in heat:

HEATED ♡1.5k

Daddy ! Bakugou punishes his darling for not following her strict schedule:

RULEBREAK ♡1.5k

Yandere captor ! Bakugou x clumsy ! darling:

CLUMSY DARLING ♡1.5k

How yandere captor ! Bakugou punishes his darling:

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Sadistic yandere Bakugou chases you down after you escape:

BEAR-TRAP ♡1.4k

Poly ! KiriBaku are a toxic duo for poor captive ! darling:

BAD COP/GOOD COP ♡1.4k

Alpha ! Bakugou finally finding his rebel ! Omega ! mate:

MUD ♡1.3k

Prohero ! Bakugou lusting over his equally successful childhood friend:

PROFESSIONAL ♡1.3k

Yandere captor Bakugou with a depressive darling:

MELANCHOLIA ♡1.2k

Incel ! Bakugou kidnaps reader to be his sex-puppet:

TOUCH ♡1.2k

Bakugou smut alphabet:

NSFW ABCs ♡1.2k

Bakugo frustrate with his affection over this clueless moron:

SCARY LOVE ♡1.1k

Bakugou's darling puts on his hero costume:

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HOBBIES ♡1.1k

Yandere captor Bakugou's sleeping habits:

SLEEPING HABITS ♡1.1k

Bully ! Bakugou being heartbroken and desperately in love with you:

HEARTBROKEN ♡1.1k

Yandere captor Bakugou spanking reader:

DADDY'S GIRL ♡1.1k

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PUFF ♡1.1k

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HERMIT ♡1k

BNHA genderbender:

FEM ♡1k

Bakugou teaches you how to cum:

STRUGGLE ♡1k

Bully Bakugou kidnaps you during the purge:

THE PURGE ♡1k

Parole officer Bakugou accepts your bride:

OUR LITTLE SECRET ♡1k

Yandere captor Bakugou infantilizes darling:

DADDY'S BABY ♡1k

Captive reader rebels against yandere captor Bakugou:

GONE WRONG ♡1k

The Torodoki family makes use of their quirkless daughter - with friends:

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Sad and lonely stalker Bakugou:

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Okay so I got this ask like 3 months ago- and I write Headcannons for it, but I ended up writing something too bc I didnt see they wanted HC's. Anyway after 3 weeks of revising and rewriting this is the product: 'can you write some fluff and nsfw (if you want) headcanons for a poly bakudeku/reader? the reader is a girl, bakudeku are pro heroes and a hero duo and the reader is a sidekick because she's younger than them [they are 28 she is 20] however they live together because their already dating ;; if you'll write it thank you ;;'

"You need to be more careful." Bakugou growled, watching her enter the apartment.

"I'm fine, aren't I?" You glanced back at the two, trying to blow it off.

"Not really! No! You're all torn up-"

"But I'm not dead." She mumbled.

"That's beside the fucking point." Katsuki snapped, leaning against the wall to take off his shoes. He discarded his gauntlets next to the shoes, he'd take care of them later.

"What was I supposed to do?! Just sit there and watch?" She huffed, "You two weren't there and I wasn't going to let them get hurt, Katsuki!"

She pulled her shirt off and tossed it aside (Izuku immediately picked it up) heading straight for the bathroom. She leaned over the sink and with shakey fingers, turned the warn water on. She needed to wash her cuts, specially the nasty gash on her forearm. She wasn't particularly looking forward to it. She heard muffled voices still in the main room, no doubt Izuku telling Katsuki to calm down. Taking one of the towels folded under the sink, she placed it under the tap, watching the water fall over the fibers and soak in. She pressed it to her arm and hissed, closing her eyes.

"You weren't strong enough to take her on alone!"

There it was.

"Then help me be!" She groaned, throwing the towel down and turning around. "Stop scolding me like a fucking child because I wasn't going to stand there."

Katsuki was silent. He took a step back and scanned her face. He was too upset with her jumping in to realize just how much damage had been done. Her cheek was bruised, her lip was busted; blood had dribbled down her cheek and dried, turning into an ugly brown line.

Dirt coated parts of her cheeks and shoulders. Her shirt had been bloody, he was sure it was a product of the cut on her side as well. The gash on her forearm wasnt terrible, but it was something to be concerned with.

But he was scared- he was fucking terrified when he saw you with that thing- for a moment it didnt look like she was going to make it. And he couldn't take it if she had died, he wouldn't be able to.

Izuku looked between the two, nervously stepping in to fill the silence.

"I'm glad you're okay baby," Izuku started. "I'm proud that you did what you did without hesitation, but you need to think next time." He kissed her forehead. "Give me the rest of your outfit, I'll put them in the wash and Katsuki can do a check over."

She nodded, leaning up to kiss him. They lingered there for a second, eyes flickering between bruises and gazes. She slowly leaned against the counter to take off her shoes, then her pants, and whatever other small accessories adorned her uniform. All the while, Bakugou watched, still silent.

She handed the clothes over and Izuku left the room.

Katsuki quietly picked up a rag and ran it under the water. She watched carefully, trying to read his face. After two years of dating, it was still hard to tell what he was thinking, what he was feeling.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you," he muttered, pressing the rag to her cheek.

She looked at him silently, scanning his face, trying to read him.

"I was worried." He whispered, "I was scared that you weren't going to make it out. There was so much smoke and I couldn't tell what was going on. But when I saw you walk out of it with that little girl in your arms, I was so relieved." He breathed, pausing the small wipes at her cheek. "I just- I couldnt live with my self if I was the reason you got hurt. Especially if it was because I fell for some fucking decoy."

She sighed and took his hand. "I know what I signed up for when I became a hero, okay? When I entered UA. It's dangerous and risky, which is why I need your help so I can become better. Granted, what I did was reckless but I did what I felt was right." She gently touched his cheek. "And I'm okay, a little beat up, but okay."

"I know babe, I know." He gently pressed his lips to hers, placing a hand on her waist. She wrapped an arm around his neck and closed her eyes, taking in the moment.

Moments like these weren't rare, persay, but to see him so open, so willing to express just what he was feeling at that moment? That was. He was always a little emotional and touchy after missions, that's just how he showed he cared. But this was bigger than his usual hugs or kisses.

"I love you," she breathed, when they finally pulled apart.

"I love you too." He gave her another soft peck before returning his attention to her wounds. Izuku walked back in minutes after.

"It's mostly bruises," Katsuki looked up. "She's got some pretty bad ones on her sides and on her cheek, but she'll be okay."

"We should still get her checked out tomorrow though,"

"We could go now," He looked back at Y/N.

"No, I don't want to go tonight. I'm tired." She groaned, leaning her head against Katsukis shoulder.

"Then we go tomorrow." Izuku opened the first aid kit. "This'll work for now though."

"Thank you," she mumbled, closing her eyes. She quietly let the two men work, listening to their soft voices as they did.

And once they were done she was scooped up and carried into the bedroom.

She really did love her boys.

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Fated~ Poly BakuDeku x Reader

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Warning: Burn injuries, an angry Pomeranian trying to be sweet and it kinda working but only because of the broccoli baby.

Staring down at her wrist, Y/N inspected the small orange mushroom cloud tattoo on her skin. It sat below her first mark; a cute lavender bubble symbolizing her own quirk. Both appeared years ago, one burned bright into her skin the day she manifested her quirk and the other sat, fading in months later.

It’s said the marks are to connect you with your soulmate. It seemed to be another evolution to come with the quirks as the quirkless didn't get the same predicament throughout life. Actually, there were even a few quirked people that never gained marks. While it seemed unfair and people hated that quirked people got the ideal life and were handed their other half almost straight out the gate, some loved the fact most quirkless people had the option to find their soulmate naturally.

There were even people that covered their mark with another tattoo, to try and avoid searching for their person. Some invested their entire being into finding that special someone. They even made dating apps to share pictures of your mark to help you find your match.

Y/N fell in the middle, she didn’t despise the idea of finding her soulmate, but she didn’t want that to be a major factor in her mind. She didn’t want to spend her life trying to find a person that very well could reject you.

Yes, even if fate had intertwined your hearts, you could reject the idea. While you could only reject your soulmate after meeting them, it was only done with a simple two words- ‘I reject’- and the idea scared the hell out of her.

So here she was, hiding her mark under bracelets or long sleeves, scared of finding her soulmate because two stupid words, but even more terrified because of one stupid thing. The pretty colourful cluster of stars tattoo… sitting just right of her soulmate’s mark.

She had two soulmates.

Of course, there were people out there that dated their soulmate and another set of soulmates, or a fated couple found their third in another kind person. But never has she heard of being given two soulmates.

Now she could be rejected…twice.

“Okay, so since it’s just us girls, I say we watch shitty chick flicks and whine about being single.” Mina huffed, plopping down on the couch.

“Mina… Toru has a boyfriend… and Jirou is dating Mo…” Uraraka pointed out.

“Okay, but I am single I would like to whine about it.” Mina groaned as Y/N sat down. “You and Y/N are single too so, we could still complain.”

“Hey, hey. Don’t bring me into this. I tried my hand at dating, that’s just bleh.” Y/N cringed.

Jirou scoffed. “That’s because you keep putting all your heart into people who aren’t your soulmate.”

“Hey, I like keeping my options open! It’ll happen sooner or later.” Y/N defended herself.

“It could be sooner if you stop hiding the mark.” Mina cheesed. “You know the point is to find the matching tattoo?”

“Yeah, yeah. Maybe I just really like surprises.” Y/N sighed, trying to focus on the two women trying to hide the baby from the rambunctious fairy god mother on the screen.

“Your person kinda has to see the mark for it to click in your heads.” Uraraka hummed. “So, if you hide it…”

“It’s not completely invisible, I don’t always cover it. Any one can see it at anytime.” Y/N rolled her eyes.

“Mmm, okay… Y/N didn’t notice the look Mina gave to Jirou. “Then let us see-.”

Both Mina and Jirou went to tackle Y/N but an instant bubble appeared around her, bouncing them off. “You always try this, Mina.”

“Damn it…”

Leaving the matter to rest, the girls continued to watch the poor obedient fifteen year old send away her only friend. Okay, so yes… Y/N hid the marks for the most part. She wasn’t trying to avoid people seeing the marks per say, but she was just trying to keep it out of… people’s sight…

Actually, she was trying to avoid them being seen, but really, in her defense. The last time someone saw two soulmarks on her wrist she was harassed and bullied until she had to move. So, she felt it was in her best mind to hide her marks and keep a lookout for two matching her own.

And she hoped the girls would leave it alone but-

“Okay… Just a little peek.” Mina whispered.

“No.”

“Just for me?”

“No, Mina.”

“At least describe it a little.”

“No.”

“I just wanna see it.”

“I don’t care.”

“I’m you’re best friend, please.” Mina dragged out the word, as long as her breath held out for.

“Aright, you know. I’m really tired, ladies. So, I’m gonna wrap this up and head to bed.” Y/N sighed standing, letting Mina and Uraraka fall into her now vacant space. “Goodnight girls.”

Ignoring their mixed groans and pleas, Y/N continued to leave, irritated with Mina’s questioning. She didn’t even stop to collect her small throw blanket, but Mina yelped and rushed up the stairs to apologize. She hadn’t meant to piss off her friend, but-.

“Wait! Wait, Y/N, I’m sorry!” She squeaked, slamming into the door that was closed in her face.

“Go away, Mina.” Y/N. “It’s fine.”

“No, it’s not…” Mina whined.

Y/N bit her lip and started at the door. Her first real best friend stood on the opposite side of the door and would probably sit there until she opened the door, like she always did when they fought. But really, she thought about leaving her there and sneaking out the window in the morning, because she was pissed, truly.

“Look, Y/N, I know you don’t like talking about your mark and it’s not okay I kept pressuring you to show us-.” Mina mumbled.

Angry, Y/N yanked opened the door, watching Mina stumble in from leaning on it. “You’re right! It’s not okay! It was mean and stupid and I honestly don’t know why you were so hellbent on seeing it, you never are! Our entire time of being friends- which is three fucking years- you never bugged this much to see it! What is your fucking deal-?”

“Mine rejected me.”

“With trying… to… what?” Y/N continued her rant, before fully recognizing her friend’s words. “What did you say?”

“My soulmate rejected me.” She repeated. “He goes to another school; Asaki Eizo. He’s top of his class, an adorkable nerd. He’s already probably got collage recommendations… he um… He feels that such a um, eccentric personality would distract him form the real things in life. ‘Honestly, I feel you’re too childish to live the life I want.’ His exact words.”

“He called you childish?” Y/N blinked.

“Yeah, but we could still be friends! We hang out every now and then! Just not as… soulmates.” Mina whispered the last part.

Y/N clicked her tongue and nodded slowly, before deciding and grabbing a hoodie. “I’m gonna need an address.”

“What? No. No!” Mina yelped and pushed her friend back in her room. “You can’t go kill him!”

“I never said I would kill him. Just maim.” Y/N tried to press past her friend, but she held fast.

“No, no. People get rejected all the time! It’s okay!” Mina flailed her arms, looking comically like a bird before she tackled her friend to the floor. “I just, I just wanted to see yours because I like the idea of my best friend getting her forever person, even if I don’t…”

Y/N sighed. “Honestly, I might be in the same predicament as you, babes.”

Mina furrowed her eyebrows and sat up on the girl’s lap. Y/N tugged off the bracelets she was wearing and pushed her sleeve up a bit. Mina did her best to keep eye contact with her friend, just incase she wanted to hide it again. But Y/N didn’t, she raised her wrist in between them, revealing the several marks on her skin.

“You… There are… That’s an odd soulmate mark…” Mina muttered.

“No, it’s two. I have two soulmates…” Y/N groaned falling back. “I have two chances of getting rejected.”

Mina pouted and laid down on Y/N, to cuddle her. “I don’t think that would happen. Maybe they’ve already found each other, and they are just waiting on you.”

“I feel like I’d be intruding on a happy relationship.” She sighed.

“I don’t think the fates would have intertwined you to just hurt you.” Mina said.

Y/N played with Mina’s hair. “Mina… You literally just told me that your own soulmate rejected you because you’re a fun girl. So, I don’t think the fates were thinking too many things through at their round table.”

“Mm, yeah, but you know what they say. When you get rejected by your soulmate, it’s the fates realizing they found someone better for you and a new mark should form.” Mina mumbled, sleepily.

“Yeah, yeah. When I see a new mark glow on your skin, I’ll believe it.” Y/N snorted.

 “Today’s task is simple. Save the victim before the building comes down.” All Might said.

“Before it comes down? As in actually collapse?” Mineta already had tears filling his eyes.

“It’s what you’ll have to do as heroes.” Tsu commented, before smacking the small grape boy with her tongue. “Stop crying.”

He continued to cry anyway. All Might sighed. “There’s no hidden objectives, or priorities. But it is an incredibility dangerous situation, so you’ll actually have to thinks the entire thing through and when you think you have a plan, you’ll have to make a backup. Stay on your toes, save the victim and don’t get crushed.”

“What happens if we don’t get out in time?” Y/N asked.

“There is a timer, the building won’t actually fall if there is anyone still inside, but you will have failed the test if you can’t get the victim out before it ‘falls’.” All Might answered, surely.

Now each team went through the buildings while the rest of the class watched. There were three separate building, each with different hazards. The timer was set for thirty minutes, the story plot was villains attacked, blah blah blah, the building would fall in thirty minutes and there was still someone trapped inside. A basic training op.

“Hey, you’re not wearing your bracelets today.” Mina noted, holding her hand.

“Yeah, guess I should try and put myself out there.” Y/N sighed. “Plus, can’t let you find your soulmate first, markless.”

“Oh, ha ha. You think you’re funny.” Mina rolled her eyes, playfully.

“I think I’m fucking hilarious.” Y/N grinned, before raising her friend’s wrist. “I wish it would manifest already, looking at bits and pieces of it for the last month is aggravating.”

“Yeah, me too. But think about it, I’ve spent the last four months soulmate-less. Maybe I’m emotionally shellshocked and my body’s trying to fight fate off.” Mina giggled.

It had been two months since their conversation in Y/N’s bedroom and since then, Mina had convinced Y/N to not hide it when they went out into the real world. Especially when they went out without their classmates. Which they’d done a lot more, in hopes to find one or both of Y/N’s mates and maybe to kick start Mina’s new mark. Still she hid it whenever she was at school, this had been the first time she hadn’t tried to hide it. And she prayed it wouldn’t come back to bite her in the ass.

“Y/N, Bakugo, Midoriya. You’re turn.” All Might, clapped her on the shoulder.

“Be careful.” Mina let her friend go.

“Probably won’t.” Y/N cheesed.

And here she stood in between the childhood frenemies, staring up at Building B that bent halfway up at an uncomfortable angle. “I’ll bet you boys my left arm that are victim is up at the top…”

“Probably.” Midoriya sighed. “Any ideas.”

“Stay out of my way.” Bakugo muttered.

Y/N rolled her eyes and turned to glare at the blond. “Yeah, no. We’re a team. So, we work as a team. Otherwise, I will bubble you right here and now and have you follow us like a an explosive toy.”

“I’ll blow your stupid bubble open.” Bakugo snarled down at her.

“Oh, really?” She asked, scoffing.

“Wait, guys, the test is about to start. Maybe we should handle this later…” Midoriya tried.

Y/N ignored him and softy booped Bakugo’s nose. “Do it then.”

A loud shrill echoed through the air, signifying the start of the test and Bakugo was encased in a see-through sphere. Midoriya blinked at Bakugo’s entrapment and then at Y/N who raised her brow expecting him to say something, but her look convinced him to just turn around and head inside the building.

The two quietly searched the building and made their way up and over each obstacle, Bakugo screaming and exploding in his bubble every five seconds. Coming to a two sided elevator shaft, they all paused. The elevator itself was tilted and seemed to be caught on the walls of the shaft, making a bridge way to the otherside.

“Alright, I’m gonna bubble you two through first… Because I feel like if you breath on that thing… it’ll fall.” Y/N sighed.

“We could probably just jump it.” Midoriya suggested.

“We should avoid shaking the building at all, we should treat it as if it would actually collapse. Which, honestly. It might…” Y/N carefully peeked out into the shaft and looked up to find another elevator several stories above. “Also, I’m pretty sure if we put too much weight on this thing, it’ll pull the other one down.”

“I’m gonna push the angry Pomeranian over first and then you. Alright?” Y/N stated.

“Angry Pomeranian?!” Bakugo shouted, his palms crackling.

She giggled and stuck her hand into the bubbled and pat his head. “Yep, keep being an ass, I’ll get you a collar.”

He snatched her hand and tugged her close, trying to force her into the bubble. “Let me out of this damned bubble.”

“I was going to after I got you across, stop being a dick for five minutes or you’ll stay in it!” She snapped, pinching his cheek.

“You had better or I swear I’ll…” He trailed off, looking at her arm. At her multiple marks.

She hadn’t noticed where is eyes locked and hurriedly thrusted him across the opening, before turning to Midoriya and bubbling him as well. She, much more gently, pushed him across the opening before following them herself. And true to her word, she released Bakugo from his soft cage.

“Now, be good or I’ll put you back.” She warned.

“Piss off.” He grumbled. “We got fifteen minutes left, let’s find this idiot doll and get out of here.”

Midoriya and Y/N nodded in agreement and hurried through to the top of the building. Surprisingly, without many words, they worked together well. And when ideas were shared everyone listened, for the most part. They were a good team together, despite, being randomly thrown together.

Y/N gently, bubbled debris out of the way, unaware of the blonde analyzing her and Midoriya. Her soulmate mark matched the one Midoriya had on his own wrist. She’d been there, right under his nose for the longest time, and the dipshit didn’t ever notice.

But Bakugo didn’t notice either. Hers matched his as well. Neither boy noticed that their soulmate was with them every day.

Smoke filled the air as they cleared a hole through the floor above. They could hear the crackling of flames and see the orange light fill the hall above them. Carefully everyone climbed up to the next floor and eyed the fiery hall before them.

“Alright, boys, bubble time again.” Y/N sighed, and looked over at Midoriya who opened his mouth. “Don’t you dare say ‘we can jump it’ because again, unstable building.”

Midoriya turned red, at having been caught. “I- I wasn’t going to say that…”

“Yes, you were.” Both of his teammates said.

“I just don’t want you to overexert yourself, Y/N. You’re the only one whose used their quirk the most here.” Midoriya justified.

“It’s the safest one to use in this situation.” She shrugged, bubbling him. “I’ll only be tired if I use my bubble for an extended amount of time.”

“You had my in a bubble constantly, earlier.” Bakugo pointed out.

“Yeah, see. We can just jump across!” Midoriya tried, but she flicked him across anyway.

“For like three minutes. Five at most.” Y/N rolled her eyes and bubbled Bakugo as well. “I’m fine.”

After she dropped him off, she followed and landed softly. “See, no harm done. I’m a big girl, boys.”

“Well, cool it a bit, dumbass, we’re not useless.” Bakugo grunted, flicking her forehead.

Was that what this was about? “I never said you were, guys. Sorry, if I made it seem that way.” She apologized, following Midoriya to the second elevator tunnel.

This building was so tall, stupidly its elevator shafts had been stacked with a thin base floor between them. Bakugo peeked through, to deem it safe and carefully stepped across, Midoriya moving to follow when the building shook violently, knocking them all to their knees. Not a moment later did the creaking elevator a few floors above drop.

Bakugo yanked Midoriya out of the way, just in time as the elevator crashing into the base floor. Y/N yelped, flying back into the fire from the impact. She shook away her dizziness and stared at the flames surrounding her bubble- thankfully, her reaction time was fast.

“Y/N!” She heard Midoriya yell back at her.

“I- I’m fine. Just caught me off guard.” She panted, looking up at the elevator that almost crushed him. “What about you?”

“We’re fine, no damage.” Bakugo called back. “You’ll have to climb through the elevator to get over here.”

“Alright, well, uh.” She rolled herself back towards the elevator. “You guys go on ahead, I’ll catch up.”

“We can’t leave you.” Midoriya started to come back for her, but a bubbled filled the elevator blocking him.

“Just go, damn it. We’ve got just under ten minutes left, go find the damn vic and I’ll catch up.” She ordered. “I’ll be right behind you guys.”

She lied. Unintentionally, but still. She was trapped against the ceiling in her bubble, protected from the burning flames around her but unable to move. Her bubble had been stuck for the last three minutes, and it was actually starting to get hot inside, the walls of her bubble burning her skin a bit. She needed to get out of the fire, quick before she was seriously burned.

Y/N attempted, again to roll out of the flames but really all she succeeded in was rolling herself in the awkward crevice she was stuck in. Now she was mostly upside down, her forearms pressed against her artificial wall. It was almost like she was pressing herself against hot glass and granted her bubble kept out the black smoke, she had no fresh air. So, the air she did have was getting thick and stuffy and she was going dizzy. 

"Y/N!" A voice shouted at her.

Gasping, Y/N looked around to find Bakugo and Midoriya with the victim doll. They managed to find their way back to her part of the maze of death and she just about cried.

"Oh, I could kiss you two right now!" She grunted, her flesh burning. 

While Midoriya blubbered, turning twenty-five different shades of red, Bakugo rolled his eyes at her, smirking. "And here I thought you were going to be right behind us.”

"Oh, screw off." She tried to laugh through her pain. "Now please, figure out how to get me out of here, I'm actually being poached."

Thinking for a small moment the boys had to put together a plan. If Midoriya were to full cowl into the flames, this floor would probably give away from the force, taking them all down. Bakugo could have probably blasted her out of it onto the other side, but again they were stuck with their partner being unreachable. 

"Boys, just go. You got the victim, the place is supposed to come down in minutes." Y/N coughed.

"Can't leave our partner in here, shit face." Bakugo grumbled.

"Well, you gotta or were all screwed." Y/N argued. "Look I'll be fine, I’m sure someone will come in and help me in a few minutes."

“And you’ll boil alive, yeah right.” Bakugo glared, still thinking.

“Nah, I’ll be fine. A few burns never killed anyone.” She huffed.

Bakugo gave her a look as to shut up, but she kept going. "C'mon Deku, you know I got this. You guys finish the mission."

As soon as Midoriya opened his mouth to try and side with someone, Bakugo leaned down and pulled off his com so she wouldn't hear what he said. Whatever he said made the poor little broccoli boy's jaw drop and eyes grow to the size of moons. Not finding the room to care, Y/N closed her eyes, panting and waited for them to leave.

She heard footsteps and looked back to see Bakugo hauling ass while Midoriya just stood there. "I'm pretty sure you're supposed to follow him."

"Ah, well…" Midoriya coughed, nervously. He seemed way jumpier after what Bakugo said.

"Izuku Midoriya, you will not jump into this fire!" She realized what he was going to do.

"I'm technically going to jump through it." He winced at hearing his full name.

"I think the hell not!" She snapped. "There is not enough space for you to jump. You will just launch yourself into that wall and probably take down this whole floor!"

"Yeah, that's the plan." He nodded.

"What about Bakugo and the hostage?" She glared.

"Part of the plan." He answered, vaguely. 

"Yes, the sudden plan you didn't tell me anything about." Her scolding made his face twist into a pout, like a sweet little puppy that got kicked.

"You would have been mad at the plan." He argued.

"Deku… I'm mad right now. If you jump into this fire, I will beat you with Bakugo and then strangle him with your intestines. Don't. You. Dare-." Her threats were cut off by Bakugo's voice in the coming.

"Oi, shut up and trust us. Now hurry it up, damn nerd!" 

Y/N groaned knowing they weren't going to listen to reason and they'd probably end up failing this exercise and end up in the nurse's office. Really, she was just overwhelmingly scared her partners would be hurt. She almost certainly didn't care about the grade or herself but just them. 

Y/N watched Midoriya spark, before lunging at her. He hissed at the heat of her bubble burning through his costume and onto his skin. Once again, she watched green sparks travel up his arm as he reared back to punch out the cracked wall.

Once they emerged into fresh air, Y/N let her bubble drop fell fully into his arms. As she warned, the building started to crumble from where they emerged and continued downwards. The building began falling over, dropping debris everywhere. As she and Midoriya fell through the air, Y/N watched the building, internally fretting over Bakugo.

Suddenly an explosion erupted from a window and out came the devil himself. Bakugo launched out the window and directly into the two hurling towards the ground. He snatched them out of the air, redirecting their bodies out of the way of the falling building parts.

Panicking, as they came closer to the ground, Y/N quickly encased them in a bubble, despite Bakugo twisting around to take the brunt of the impact. They hit the ground and bounced a few times, rolling around inside her bubble. They rolled to a stop and she let her bubble pop.

They all looked at each other, dirty, burn and dazed and the victim doll safe. The timer dinged overhead, signifying the end of their simulation. Y/N laughed and fell back to lay on the ground, prompting the two boys to look over at her.

“What the hell are you laughing at?” Bakugo huffed and leaned back on his hands.

“That was way more dramatic than it had to be.” She snorted, bringing up her arms to cover her face.

“Y/N… we should probably get you to the nurse’s office.” Midoriya mumbled out, looking at her burns.

Later that night, Y/N grumbled glaring at the angry burns on her arms. Recovery girl managed to reduce them to minor second degree burns, but they still needed to be taken care of outside of the nurse’s office. She had been sitting there for a solid ten minutes, at least, trying to tell herself to just pick up the damn wet cloth and press it to the burns… but it hurt so five seconds after doing so she dropped the towel back into the bowl.

She needed to clean and wrap the burns before she could go downstairs. She took a deep breath and reached for the wet rag again, but thankfully, a soft knock echoed from her door. She jumped up to answer her savior and pulled it open to find her most recent teammates standing there.

“Oh, hi guys.” Y/N greeting, briefly noting Bakugo’s arm hanging over Midoriya’s shoulder. “What’s up, whatcha need?”

“H-Hi, Y/N we just wanted to, uh, um. Well-.” Midoriya tried to stutter out. “We brought you this for your burns!”

Midoriya thrusted out a small bottle of cream. “Aw, thanks. That’s sweet of you.”

“Yeah, yeah. We gotta talk. So, you gonna let us in or what?” Bakugo grumbled, tugging Midoriya closer.

“Ah, blunt as always, Bakugo.” She rolled her eyes and stepped back and gestured into the room. “But, yes, come in.”

Y/N closed the door as they stepped through and took opposite seats. Bakugo in her previous seat and Midoriya on the edge of her bed. The air grew tense and awkward as Y/N moved to stand next to Bakugo.

She played with the cold water in the bowl, still trying to convince herself to clean her burns, but as the minutes dragged on, she became distracted by the two boys in her room. She would absolutely be lying if she were to say she wasn’t attracted to them.

Midoriya; sweet and kind. Probably has killed a fly on accident and cried about it. A cute little broccoli babe. Bakugo; hot-headed and loud mouthed. Probably tells Midoriya he killed a fly just to watch him cry. A hot angry porcupine. She wasn’t stupid enough to try anything with either of them, but a girl could dream, yeah?

“Fuck, come here.” Bakugo suddenly yanked her arm and grabbed the cold rag before pressing it to her arm.

“Ow! You asshole!” She yanked her arm away. “That fucking hurt!”

“Well, I’m tired of sitting her watching you play with the towel instead of cleaning them like you’re supposed to be doing, shitty woman.” He grumbled reaching out to grab her arm again.

“Kacchan, you can’t be so rough.” Midoriya stepped in and stopped him. “Sorry, he get’s like that when he’s worried.”

“It’s okay. You don’t need to worry, though.” Y/N sighed, letting Midoriya take her wrist, the one that was unmarked. “What did you guys want to talk about.”

“Yeah, um…” Bakugo handed him the wet cloth and tugged Y/N to sit in his lap. “Sorry, for being an ass today during training.”

Y/N blushed at her new seating predicament, but she covered her embarrassment with an attempted joke. “Okay, Midoriya what have you done with Bakugo? He’s openly showing he’s worried about his friends and he’s apologizing?” She winced as he patted her wound with the cold towel.

“Yeah, that’s because you’re not his friend.” Midoriya coughed. “Neither of us are.”

For some reason that made her heart hurt. She talked to both boys relatively often, not enough to be as close as she and Mina were, but she was sure she could call them both friends at least. “Well, ouch. Was I that bad of a teammate today?”

“No, you idiot.” Bakugo grumbled, wrapping his arm around her waist tighter and reached over to grab the gauze she was supposed to use and handed it over to Midoriya. “You weren’t great, but you weren’t shit either.”

“Kacchan, be nice…” Midoriya warned, weakly.

“I am, this as nice as I’m gonna get, nerd.” Bakugo muttered laying his head on her shoulder.

Y/N winced again, when the green haired boy wrapped her arm. “I’m sorry? What the flying fuck is going on?”

“Um, I- we… Um.” Midoriya stared at her arm, before looking up at her. “We match.”

Y/N blinked, confused at first. What did they match? Clothes? No. Grades for the match? No. she was two points below Bakugo and one above Midoriya. What did they- Oh.

“Oh.” She breathed.

“Yeah. ‘oh’.” Bakugo grumbled, raising his own wrist up to reveal his marks to her as did Midoriya.

Y/N sat frozen, staring at the matching nine marks shining against their skin. Midoriya began to pull his arm away, to finish dressing her arm, but she was quick to grab him. She brushed a thumb over his tattoos, not noticing the bright colour washing over his face. She grasped Bakugo’s arm and did the same, a gently shudder running through him at the contact.

They matched.

“Y/N?” Midoriya called, bringing her attention back.

“Yeah?” Her voice cracked, and his fingers reached up to brush across her cheek.

“Why are you crying?” Bakugo hugged her a bit tighter at Midoriya’s words.

Y/N sniffled and laughed. “I’ve been so scared to meet you two, I hid my marks for so long.”

“What the hell you do that shit for?” Bakugo grunted, handing her arm to Midoriya so he could finish. “We could have been gotten this over with three fucking years ago.”

“Exactly, I’m not ready to be rejected by one of my soulmates, let alone both.” She cried.

“Rejected?” Midoriya choked. “You think we’re going to reject you?”

“Why the hell would we do that?” Bakugo snapped.

“Any number of reason, really.” She sniffled, pulling open a drawer and pulled out a small legal pad. “They might not be gay. They could be gay for each other and not want a third. They could think multiple people in a relationship is gross. One could think I’m ugly-.”

Bakugo ripped her pad out of her hand and threw it in the trashcan. “All I’m hearing is bullshit. What is with you two thinking this way?”

“Shut up and hand me the gauze.” Midoriya glared up at Bakugo. “You told me to jump off the roof, so could you blame me for being scared you’d reject me.”

“You didn’t even talk to me about it. You ran away, avoided me and then tried to reject me yourself!” Bakugo reached over and thumped him in the forehead. “Almost fucked up everything, dumbass.”

The boys argued back and forth for a moment, Bakugo reaching to attack Midoriya and the latter crying and swatting at the explosive hands gripping his collar. Y/N laughed, easily breaking up their bickering. Both boys smiled, hearing her laughter, if sounded different hearing it now. Especially with what they now knew.

It sounded better.

“This is gonna be one hell of a ride.” She laughed.

“Fate probably said we’d need someone to maintain the speed on this roller coaster.” Midoriya joked, kissing her wrapping after he was done.

“Yeah, better hold on tight.” Bakugo kissed her shoulder.

“I’m not letting go anytime soon.”

 Bonus:

“What the fuck is it supposed to be?” Y/N tilted her head looking at Mina’s fully formed mark.

“I don’t know, I’m really confused.” Mina sighed. It honestly looked like two red jagged planks crossed in the middle making an ‘x’ shape.

“Watch it, Pinky.” Bakugo huffed, dropping on to the couch and thumped his boyfriend’s nose who laid cuddled into Y/N’s stomach.

Midoriya grumbled and curled further into Y/N’s tummy and Y/N swatted away Bakugo pestering finger.  “Stop that.” She ordered.

“He’s gonna ruin his sleep schedule.” Bakugo kept pestering him. “He’ll be up at two am and I’m sending him to bug you.”

“And I’ll call you to come help tire him out.” She smirked, pecking his lips cheekily.

“You guys are so cute, it’s fucking gross.” Mina gagged. “Anyway, I wonder what their quirk would be?”

“I dunno, maybe they’d a treasure finder… like ‘x marks the spot.’ Or something.” Y/N offered.

“Or hardening… because I’m pretty sure that’s Shitty hair’s mark.” Bakugo informed dryly.

Mina blinked at him and then at the person of interest as they popped into the room with Sero. Y/N bubbled Midoriya and leaned to the side, just because she knew what Mina was going to do.

Three…

Two…

One.

“Kirishima show me your wrist!”

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