#pro heroes au

[mjbunnyluv]

Perfect Pumpkin

Tonight was the night! Izuku was giddy with excitement. The decorations were up, the snacks were out, and two perfect pumpkins were sitting on the kitchen table, ready to be carved. 

Orange string lights gave his apartment a comforting and eerie glow. The bat and ghost window clings made it impossible to miss which apartment was his when you walked past the building. While the television played Halloween movies, Izuku rushed about the living room, picking up missed items. He’d been so excited to have time off, that he’d gone a little feral in decorating. His favorite was the little haunted house display on the long table set up behind the couch. Porcelain miniatures glowed from inside while a mini fog machine set the scene. 

A knock on the door since a jolt down his spine. “He’s here!” Izuku squeaked.

Another knock sounded, impatient this time. 

“Coming!” He shouted before wrenching the door open. “Kacchan! You’re here!”

“Don’t sound surprised. I said I would be,” the blonde rolled his eyes. “Here, grabbed these on the way over.”

Two books were shoved into the freckled man’s arms. “What are-” he gasped seeing the covers. “Sticker books?! Oh man, they’re the old All Might ones with the seasonal stickers and activity pages. Kacchan…where did you find these?”

His boyfriend was toeing off his shoes in the genkan. He shrugged. “Found a seller online.”

“You’re the best!” Izuku squealed, throwing himself at the taller man and planting a wet kiss to his cheek. 

“Oi, get off!” Katsuki snapped, shoving him away with a hand. “Can’t believe you’re excited about shitty children’s coloring pages.”

“They’re not shitty, Kacchan,” Izuku rolled his eyes and padded over to the kitchen table. “We can do one together.”

“Whatever,” his boyfriend responded fondly. “Jeez, why does it look like a witch threw up in here?”

“It’s beautiful isn’t it?! I had so much fun putting all of it up. Oh and I got us pumpkins to carve and there’s a scary movie on tv that we can watch later, but you have to promise that you won’t make fun of me when I get scared.”

Katsuki smirked and pulled him into a crushing hug. “You’re fucking adorable, you know that?” With a little growl, he ducked down to nibble on a plump, freckled cheek, making Izuku break into a fit of giggles.

“Can we carve pumpkins now?”

“Whatever you want. You’re the one who planned our night.”

“Yeah, but I don’t want to make you do anything you don’t want to,” Izuku pouted up at his boyfriend.

“If I didn’t want to carve a shitty pumpkin, I would have said I didn’t want to.” Katsuki kissed his forehead. “Besides I bet my pumpkin will look way better than yours.”

“Hey!” Izuku poked Kacchan’s side, making the blonde jump and yelp at the assault on the ticklish spot. “My pumpkin will be way cooler.”

“Uh huh,” his boyfriend pulled back with a raised eyebrow. “Let me guess, you’re gonna carve All Might.”

Izuku felt his cheeks grow hot and he avoided Katsuki’s teasing gaze. “Nooooo.”

“Predictable,” the taller man snorted. He rolled up his sleeves, showing off his muscular forearms. “I’ll show you how to carve the perfect jack-o-lantern.”

“Sure Kacchan, whatever you say,” he smirked and took a seat at the table. “Oh, there’s cider in the fridge if you want some.”

“Cool.”

Knives were lined up, paper was set up under the pumpkins and two bowls were laid out to collect the gourds’ guts. Kacchan, cool as he was, twirled a knife in his hand and winked at Izuku. Butterflies erupted in his stomach.

“Show off,” he breathed.

“You like when I show off,” Katsuki snorted. He stabbed the top of the pumpkin, sawing off the top. 

Izuku followed suit, though he wasn’t as smooth as his boyfriend. He needed to stand and use a lot of his strength to cut all the way around. The knife kept getting stuck.

“Here,” Katsuki got behind him, gripping his wrists. “Let me do that before you cut off a finger.”

“I can do it,” he pouted.

“Yeah, well, you’re doing it wrong,” the blonde clicked his tongue. He pulled out the knife and urged Izuku to grip it. Then, placed his own hand over and guided the knife back in on an angle. “Like this.” 

Izuku hoped Kacchan couldn’t feel how fast his heart was beating. 

“There you go,” his boyfriend huffed proudly. “Now you can scoop out all the guts.”

“Thanks,” Izuku smiled, pulling his bowl closer and swapping out the knife for a scooper. “Oh, we should save the seeds so we can roast them.”

“Only if you let me make spicy ones.”

“Of course, Kacchan,” he grinned, slapping another scoop of wet pumpkin innards into the bowl.

They worked in tandem. It was quiet save for the occasional scream on the television or a squelch as they cleaned the gourds. Izuku couldn’t keep a smile off his face. They were having a nice evening together, doing Fall crafts. Honestly, having Kacchan in the same room while he did anything made Izuku happy. 

“What’s got you so happy, Nerd?” His boyfriend huffed.

“You,” he shrugged. “I like spending time together.”

“Yeah?” Katsuki smiled. “I like spending time with you, too.” He settled back and grabbed a towel to wipe his hands. “I am ready to carve this shit up.”

“Me too! I’m excited,” Izuku giggled. “I can’t wait to display them on the balcony.”

“Zuku, the chipmunks are going to eat them if you leave them outside.”

“That’s okay,” he smiled. “Now that it’s starting to get cold, there’s less for them to eat. I wouldn’t want to starve them just to show off a pumpkin for a month.”

“Too soft,” Katsuki sniffed, leaning over to peck his lips. “Missed you today.”

“You did?” Izuku asked, feeling his heart flutter.

“Always.” The blonde got up from the chair and walked across the small space to open the fridge. “I’m grabbing cider. You want some?”

“Okay. Oh I got that spicy popcorn you like. We can have that while we watch a movie after we’re done carving pumpkins.”

“You didn’t need to do that,” Katsuki clicked his tongue.

“I don’t mind.”

“You don’t like that popcorn.”

“But you do.” Izuku sighed and stared at his boyfriend across the room. “I like doing things for you, Kacchan. Even if it’s just picking up a snack you like or offering to do your laundry when I sleep over.”

“Don’t need to,” Katsuki huffed, turning around to pour two glasses of cider. He carried them over and ducked down to kiss Izuku again. “Thank you, Sweetheart.”

Heat flared over freckled cheeks. No matter how many times Kacchan used pet names, it still made his heart flutter. He took a drink of the cider just to have an excuse to hide from his boyfriend’s intensely soft gaze.

“Alright,” Katsuki grunted and cracked his knuckles. “Time to kick your ass in pumpkin carving.”

Izuku rolled his eyes fondly. “It’s not a contest, Kacchan.”

“Tch, everything is a contest, Deku. You know that.”

While Katsuki started using the pick to outline his design, Izuku stared at his pumpkin in thought. He had been planning on carving All Might, but now he wasn’t so sure that was what he wanted to do. 

“Need help getting started?”

Emerald eyes panned over to watch his boyfriend work. Kacchan’s tongue was sticking out slightly as he concentrated. He looked cute!

“No, I think I have an idea,” Izuku smiled. 

He got to work outlining where to cut eyes and mouth. Even going so far as to plan out how to carve an explosion of hair. Between sips of cider and bouts of intense concentration, Izuku’s design came to life. When he peeked across the table, Kacchan looked to be deeply involved in his carving as well. 

Butterflies flapping in his stomach again. It seemed like such a small thing - carving pumpkins, drinking cider, the promise of cuddling on the couch while watching a movie - but Izuku was overwhelmed with happiness. Being with Kacchan had also made him feel this way though. He was Izuku’s favorite person ever since the day they met. Though things had been rocky for a few years, everything worked out in the end.

“Done!” Katsuki smirked as he sat back and admired his work. “Best pumpkin ever. No way you’re gonna beat me, Nerd.”

“I don’t know, Kacchan,” Izuku smirked as he made the final cuts. “Mine is pretty terrifying.”

His boyfriend’s brows furrowed together. “So, you didn’t do All Might?”

Verdant curls swayed as he shook his head. “Nope.”

Katsuki squinted his eyes in suspicion. “On the count of three?”

Izuku couldn’t keep the grin off his face as he nodded.

“3…2…1!” 

They flipped their pumpkins and a sharp barking laugh left Izuku’s lips. “Oh my god! Is that supposed to be me?!”

“Tch, don’t be so surprised, Deku. At least It looks like you. The fuck is that supposed to be?”

Izuku’s face fell as he looked down at his pumpkin. “It’s supposed to be you. See, with the hair and your pointy teeth? Like the gremlin face you make.”

He looked up to find Katsuki staring at him like he had two heads. 

“I thought it was good.”

“What do you mean by gremlin face?” Katsuki asked, still confused.

“Oh, it’s like when you get really into a fight or sparring. You make this face.” Izuku pointed to the jack-o-lantern. “This is more exaggerated for Halloween, but you basically make this face any time you take down a villain.”

Scarlet eyes blinked at him a few times before Katsuki erupted into a fit of laughter. “There’s no fucking way I look like that! The eyes aren’t even level. What are you going for, Picasso?!”

“It’s not that bad!” He snapped back. “Why are there holes all over my face?”

“Hah?!” His boyfriend looked down at his own carving. “Those are your freckles, dumbass!”

“Freckles aren’t that big, Kacchan!” Izuku stuck his finger through one of them. “It looks like I’ve got craters in my face.”

“Fine, whatever,” the blonde snorted. “The squirrels are gonna eat them anyway. Not like it matters.” He knocked their knees together under the table and smirked at Izuku. “Mine’s still better than yours.”

“No way!” He laughed. “Mine is way better!”

Katsuki clicked his tongue. “Agree to disagree.” 

Izuku rolled his eyes and got up to clear the table. Moving the bowls of pumpkin guts to the counter, he began stripping out the seeds. He could hear Kacchan moving about the apartment and out of the corner of his eyes, Izuku spotted his boyfriend carrying their jack-o-lanterns through the living room. The telltale squeak of the sliding door signaled that he was putting them on the balcony for display.

While Izuku was washing his hands, his gaze landed on the television. A commercial came up announcing the next film, and he tensed. Arms wrapped around his waist and lips pressed against his neck.

“Are you mad at me?” Katsuki whispered against his skin.

“What?” Izuku gasped, whipping around and splashing water over the counter. “Shoot!”

His boyfriend let him go and cleaned up the mess.

“No, Kacchan, I’m not mad at all.”

Katsuki nodded, but stayed quiet. Izuku slid his arms over the taller man’s broad shoulders and smiled softly. 

“I’m glad you’re here.”

“Me too,” the blonde whispered back before leaning down for a soft kiss. “Ready for snacks and a movie?”

Izuku pursed his lips and hid his face in his boyfriend’s chest.

“What’s the matter, Deku?”

Izuku mumbled something into his shirt.

“Hah? Speak up, Nerd. I can’t hear you.”

The freckled man tilted his head back with a pout. “I said…will Kacchan stay over?”

A blonde bow raised in amusement. “Tch, you scared?”

“M-Maybe I just want you to spend the night,” Izuku stumbled over his words.

“Uh huh.” Katsuki snickered. “You know, Izuku,” he sighed, pulling back to tuck a curl into place. “If you don’t want to watch a horror movie, we can watch something else.”

“But it’s Halloween.”

“So? There are Halloween movies that aren’t scary.”

“Yeah, I know,” Izuku shrugged. “You don’t like those ones, though.”

“Would you stop that,” Katsuki growled and tickled the smaller man’s sides.

“Ack, Kacchan!” He squawked. “St-Stop!”

Katsuki halted his assault in favor of crushing Izuku to his chest. 

“Let’s watch something else. Just cuz I like scary movies doesn’t mean I’m gonna be happy watching you be terrified.”

“Kacchan…”

“We will watch something else,” he emphasized each word by alternating kisses on each freckled cheek.

“Okay,” Izuku smiled. “I’ll get the snacks.”

Katsuki nodded and moved into the living room, pulling blankets from the bin beside the couch. Spicy popcorn and a bowl of candy clinked against the table when Izuku set them down. He returned again with their glasses of cider.

“C’mere,” Kacchan grunted, already settled on the sofa with his arms open. 

Izuku dove in, legs pulled up on the cushions as he laid his head in his boyfriend’s lap. The warm fingers that tangled in his curls filled him with contentment. 

“Mmm, what should we watch?” He asked, nuzzling his cheek into Katsuki’s thigh.

The blonde reached for the remote and navigated to the streaming apps. “I got something in mind.”

Those perfect fingers massaged Izuku’s scalp in a way that made his eyelids heavy. A familiar soundtrack started up, pulling his lips into a smirk. “Really, Kacchan?”

“What?” His boyfriend snorted and shoved his head back and forth gently. “The All Might Halloween Special is good.”

“I know,” he hummed back. “I’ve seen it over a hundred times.”

“You gonna fall asleep on me, Nerd?”

“Nooo,” Izuku whispered back, already feeling the warm, tingly relaxation of sleep on the horizon. “Glad you’re here, Kacchan.”

“Yeah,” Katsuki breathed before readjusting so he was laying on the couch with Izuku nestled against his chest. “This is the perfect way to prepare for Halloween.” 

No matter how much he fought to keep his eyes open, the steady thump of Kacchan’s heart beneath his cheek and the gentle movement of fingers in his hair sent him deeper into contentment. Izuku smiled and snuggled closer to his boyfriend. This was the best way to prepare for Halloween.

#bnha #deku #bakugou katsuki #halloween #pumpkin carving #jack o lantern #fluff #mha fluff #pro heroes au #midoriya izuku #cute #soft boys being soft #soft kacchan #fall activities #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #boyfriends bkdk #bakudeku #katsudeku #soft bakudeku

[beybuniki]

being 20 is about being soso tired

#not to romanticize overworking but being overworked and tired with a bestie is so well idk its a different kjnd of bond #undergrad was about being tired 24/7 with my uni bestie i kinda m*ss it ssoorrryyyyy #i jusg like how you tend to look out for each other:) #bnha #midoriya izuku #bakugo katsuki #deku #pro hero au

[moonbiit-arts]

[BKDK] Hero Card part 1

read from right to left !

#bkdk #bakudeku #my hero academia #mha #bnha #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #deku #dynamight #pro hero au #comic #fanart #bkdk comic #bkdk fanart #bkdk canon #anime #manga

[puppyaulait]

Early twenties, building their home

#myart #bnha #my hero academia #my art #bakugou katsuki #mha #comic #kiribaku #kirishima eijirou #fluff #bakushima #krbk #pro hero au #pro hero KrBk

[imagination-mess]

Reality Show: Pro Heroes Wives (Bakugou Katsuki Edition)

*Implied the Reader is on the heavier side. You can leave it up to your own interpretation of it. *

There is a reality show where pro heroes' wives are on television and paid to be there. It was juicy gossip and pure drama. There are two groups separated from one another. There is always shit hitting the fan.

This week's episode was Pro Hero Dynamight making headlines and fans tweeting on Twitter as the episode was aired. It was

The official account of Pro Hero Dynamight has liked fan edits of his wife with the SWING SWING SWING Audio.

#thegirlsarefighting #season2ofproheroeswives

DynaFan0123 tweeted Not Rika, the fashion designer trying to body shame [Name] during the pool challenge to only get humbled later. EMBARRASSING *Meme attached to tweet*

Earjackfan#01: [Name] left no crumbles behind.

It was clips of Pro Hero Dynamight's wife in a swimsuit swiping the floor of another Pro Hero wife, Rika. It was a battle stick challenge of trying to knock your opponent while standing on a pillar. It gets harder to not slip while wet. There are 3 rounds with a cycle of a fight.

Rika was knocked out of the pillar shamelessly and didn't even last a minute with you. It was embarrassing compared to everyone else who was doing it minimum lasted 3 minutes. You let her swing at you and fake out of falling off to only get smacked harshly to lose balance. It was the look in your eyes that were too similar grin of your husband across your face. She had no chance of winning because you didn't even give her a chance to do after the first round.

The other challenge was to feature the spiciest sauces across the nation. You were chosen for your team because of your relationship with Dynamight. The pro hero has his own restaurant being the number one spot for having the hottest, spiciest dishes that left the food critic having to buy a gallon of milk. He had also released his own line of the spiciest hottest sauces earlier this year.

Rika was again your opponent who was trying to redeem themselves after embarrassing themselves to only do it again. She challenges you to take on the spiciest sauce of wings to handle with grace. She couldn't handle it. She was dying, turning like a tomato, and coughing.

It had become a meme throughout the internet. Rika's reaction to the wings. You serve her a cup of milk with a smile, "Too spicy for you?"

You also mentioned one of Dynamight's sauces, "Crybaby is better than this." "Crybaby Sauce is better than this. It's spicy, but not spicy enough for me. I

You accidentally caused a trend to happen while making the restaurant blow up in popularity. People want to buy that certain sauce to try it themselves.

OfficalChargebolt tweeted: Rika was doomed from the beginning. [Name] is married to a man with a tongue of steel. *Attaches the classic meme of Pro Hero Dynamight's unbothered face next to Pro Hero Shoto and Deku is struggling to handle the spiciest.*

*Attaches another one of the unsatisfied faces of Pro Hero Dynamight with subtitles on, "I am disappointed." meanwhile in the background Pro Hero Deku is having a coughing fit on the ground, and Pro Hero Shoto chugging down a gallon of milk*

OfficalDynamight tweets underneath a thread of a meme, mentioning Crybaby is better the following: *attached link to crybaby sauce.* Leave me alone.

Pro Hero Deku Edition

Pro Hero Shoto Edition

Pro Hero Red Riot Edition

Pro Hero Eraserhead Edition

Pro Hero Hellfire (Touya) Edition

Pro Hero Mindjack Edition

Reality Show: Unmasked Pro Heroes

#bnha bakugou #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo x y/n #bnha katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki x female reader #bakugou x you #bakugou x reader #bakugou x chubby reader #katsuki x reader #katsuki x fem!reader #katsuki x chubby reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader smut #bakugo x reader #bakugo x you #bakugo x chubby reader #bakugo x y/n #pro hero au #pro hero dynamight x reader #pro hero dynamight x fem!reader #dynamight x reader #dynamight x fem!reader

[blondieeu]

(2)new voicemails. bakugo k.

"I miss you so bad pretty .."

you could hear the belt on his dress pants unbuckle through the phone, a pretty tune playing in the background- maybe a piano?

it's like you could already get the scene in front of you set out. bakugou in the same expensive champagne colored suit his agency always forced him to wear since "champagne was his color" and leaned onto one of the fancy agency chairs with his legs spread wide and his phone lazily smushed between is pierced ear and his shoulder.

"wish I could a jus' put you in my pocket n' brung you wimme .."

you could hear everything so clearly, from the slow zip of his pants to when you could hear the shuffle of him taking himself out of his briefs, even when he started stroking it- which you knew he was because of how quiet his voice got.

your fiance, bakugou, was on a national hero business trip to France on some top secret shit to find Japan's most wanted criminal, that was all he said he could really tell you until he finished his agonizing week overseas.

"shii-i-itt.."

his moans were getting breathy, the shuffle of his arm moving was getting a little faster and you could barely even hear the piano anymore through the damn voicemail.

" 'm sorry .. prolly woke you up out your sleep from my calls but I miss your pussy so fuckin' much .."

he slurred quietly against the phone, you could imagine his head leaning up against that chair he was slouched in as he tried his best to mimic the way you would touch him.

the way you would graze all the veins in his cock, and jerk it with both hands since it barely fit all the way in one .. but there was only so much he could copy.

nobody could ever do it the same way you do. the way your mouth covers his leaky tip and comes back up with a loud "pop!", or how skilled your fingers were when you played with his balls and jerked him at the same time.

he missed you so bad.

blondieeu xx

#bnha #mha #bnha smut #bakugou katsuki #bakugou smut #mha bakugou #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki smut #deku smut #spanish sero smut #mha fanart #pro hero au #pro hero katsuki #pro hero bakugo x reader #blondieeu

[hotpotatopotat]

"Cat Slippers" Shiggy-Endeavor Agency AU

Ok this is now one of my favorite comics! Hawks wanted to annoy Endeavor for some reason so he gave Tenko the means to do just that

#mha #bnha #hotpotatopotat #my hero academia #shigaraki #shiggyendeavoragencyau #endeavor #hawks #proheroau #pro hero au #shigaraki pro hero #tomura shigaraki #tenko shimura #enji todoroki #keigo takami #tomura

[ozzgin]

BNHA Headcanons: Pro-Hero AU! Todoroki Shoto x Reader

A/N: Posting this separately for @eudonyx so people don't get confused by the Christmas greetings in the ask (I am that slow for some things unfortunately). 😭

Featuring Shoto as a loving husband to Reader. (Gender Neutral, fluff)

If there's one thing Todoroki greatly appreciates, it's routine. But not the kind of routine you'd expect, such as mere morning habits. You see, his life as a pro-hero is quite erratic and unpredictable. You never know when disaster will hit. Or when a villain needs to be defeated. But among this chaos, there's one thing that always stands true, one aspect that never changes: at the end of the day, he comes home to you.

In fact, he'd go as far as to say you're his little corner of peace. The world may burn; as long as his (Y/N) is by his side, there's still hope to cling onto. It's just the way it's always been: You are his greatest source of comfort. And so, after a long, busy day, he cannot wait to open the door and see your welcoming smile and hear your soothing voice.

It's the little things in life that matter. This is the philosophy Todoroki adheres to. He has a fantastic reputation, and the masses adore him. He's frequently interviewed and invited to events. Yet, for him, nothing compares to an evening spent hanging out with you. No amount of fame can ever compare to the love and understanding he receives from his one and only spouse.

Such thoughts are naturally matched by gestures to prove it. Todoroki is an incredibly thoughtful husband. Mind you, he's not the type to impress you with gestures of grandeur. He's one of the top heroes and could easily arrange extravagant proposals if you so desired. He prefers, however, to show he cares in quieter ways. Randomly returning with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. Stopping by your favorite bakery to surprise you with sweets. Handing you tickets to an upcoming concert of your favorite singer (yes, he took the time off from the moment he heard about it).

He is also not one to parade you around, but he will be very firm about his relationship. From an awkward, easily flustered boy, to a tactful, confident man. It's not uncommon for Shouto to be approached by fans with flirtatious intents. In that case, he will smile and keep his distance, adjusting his suit with the same hand that bears his ring. "I hope you find someone who loves you as much as I love my spouse", he'll confess cheerfully. "I can understand your feelings, I am the same as you when it comes to (Y/N)", he'll relate empathetically.

Shouto strives for peace and justice, like any other hero, though he'd be lying if he said it's his main motivation. In reality, his driving force is you. He will do his best again today, so that he can return into your arms once everything is done.

#gn reader #gender neutral reader #boku no hero academia #bnha #bnha headcanons #bnha fluff #bnha x reader #bnha au #pro hero au #pro hero shouto #shouto todoroki #todoroki x reader #shoto x reader #todoroki shoto x reader

[lilissmut]

Dad bakugo x Mom reader

“Cmon Sumi, you’ve gotta eat, take at least two bites? Pleasee?”Sighing to yourself as your four year old is refusing to eat, again.

“but mama, i don’t wanna eat this” Sumi, your daughter, is a very picky eater.

“please baby? You can’t just eat French fries and chicken nuggets.” You’re starting to get frustrated when you hear your 8 month old, Hatsuki, start to cry.

“Eat half, or else dada is getting involved.” Sumi sighed in frustration, but was a mamas girl, and didn’t like her dad as much as you, her mom. So she started to take a couple bites of her food, knowing how angry her dad gets at her for giving her mom a hard time.

smiling at your daughter, you walk upstairs to your eight month old son, Hatsuki. He wasn’t much of a crier, but when he did cry, it was hard to get him to quiet down.

You picked up your son, and rocked him back and fourth in a soothing motion, praying he’d go back to sleep. Or else he’d be up all night.

“s’okay, mamas right here baby” you sat down on the bed, holding him in your arms. You couldn’t get over the fact that Hatsuki looked so much like your husband, Bakugo. The feeling of relief washed over you when you finally got Hatsuki to quiet down, and fall back asleep.

Walking down the stairs with your baby in your arms, you see Sumi still eating her food.

“thank you baby. You ate so much of it.” Smiling at her, you gave her a kiss on the forehead.

It was around two hours later you Heard the door open, and you knew those steps so well, they were katsukis.

You overheard your husband asking “where’s mama, sumi?” You were half asleep and didn’t even both to listen in any further.

“babe I’m in the living room!!” You stated loud enough for him to hear, but hopefully not loud enough to wake up the baby.

smiling as you heard him walk towards you.

“Hey babe how was work?” He smiled and gave you a kiss on the lips.

“it was good. Stupid wanna be villains, but you know how it is babe.” Sumi ran over to her dad and gave him grabby hands, wanting him to pick her up.

Grunting a little as he picked her up, and sat on the couch beside his gorgeous wife.

You leaned into bakugos shoulder, tired and stressed, but those emotions were shared between you two.

You were just finally happy to have your husband home.

#dad bakugou #bakugo katuski x reader #fake scenarios #bakugou x you #female reader #katsuki bakugo mha #lovers #mha #wife reader #husband bakugo #katsuki bakugo #pro hero au #pro hero bakugo x reader

[10liver]

I deeply love to imagine Bakugou as the grumpiest person walking on the earth when he grows up and pursues his heroic dream. But every grump needs his sunshine gf that's terrible at something.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺

"It's done!"

An ash-blonde tuft of hair peeked out from the kitchen doorframe before moving out from behind the wall with his softened scowl.

You glanced over your shoulder behind you at the tall male, smiling softly as you beamed him a loving gaze.

"Gonna pass me one or keep smilin' at me?"

He crossed his arms, a faint smile making its way on his lips before he began striding towards your bent figure as you took your homemade cookies out of the oven.

"Can't I do both?" You hummed before hissing when you accidentally touched the hot pan with your non-mittened hand.

His eyes barely widened before he quickly made his way over to you, looming over you as he stood behind you with your wrist in his overly large hand. "Idiot." He mumbled before rubbing your hand with his calloused fingers.

You huffed, rolling your eyes before pointing down at the cookies on the pan.

You were pretty adamant on learning how to bake. Why? Because you were absolutely ass at it. But that never stopped Bakugou from encouraging you and supporting each and every one of your pastries. But of course, since you weren't the best at baking, you can only guess how they'd come out.

"They look great, honey." He mumbled, kissing your cheek before taking a dark obsidian black, supposedly chocolate chip cookie.

You smiled brightly at your boyfriend as he took a hearty bite out of your cookie, your happiness never deterring as he kept a straight face.

That was all that mattered.

"So.. how are they..?" You whispered, turning around to face him as you craned your neck up.

He hummed in thought before throwing the rest of the cookie in his mouth and sticking his thumb up with approval.

He swallowed, clearing his throat before pointing behind you at the cookies, "Gonna give 'em to the group, that okay?"

"Of course!" You smiled, "Can I come? I wanna see their reactions and take some tips."

"'Course baby, go get dressed." And with a light tap on your behind, you were off to your shared bedroom with a small skip in your step.

"What are those." Kaminari whispered to Bakugou, pointing a slim finger at the cookies in a small zip lock baggy.

"My cookies." You replied before Bakugou could, glancing up at the charcoal in your boyfriend's hands.

The group froze before simultaneously nodding together. You took nothing of it, but Bakugou did as he sent a deathly glare to each of them.

"Go on, pick one." Bakugou grumbled, keeping his stone cold glare as he carefully opened the bag and spread it large enough for their hands to fit through.

Sero and Kaminari gulped, clearing their throat before reluctantly taking the so-called cookie from the baggy. Ashido, Kirishima, and Jirou following soon after.

"Hey, babe, can you go get us some water over there?" Bakugou asked quietly, pointing to the water dispenser near the corner of his unnecessarily large office.

You happily obligated, nodding before shuffling over to the dispenser with your fluffy winter boots.

"One negative thing, 'n I'm slitting all of your goddamn throats."

"Yes, sir." Kaminari and Sero saluted foolishly as the rest froze, seemingly lost in thought as they stared at your cookie. wondering how in the world did it get that bad.

You quickly came back with both arms full of plastic cups filled with water. Bakugou was quick to set the cookies down on his desk and grab all the waters from your grasp.

When you smiled expectedly at them, they all glanced at each other before sighing and taking a reluctantly large bite.

"They're– They're um.." "They're awesome!" Kirishima finished for Kaminari, nudging his arm behind their bodies before gulping down his bite.

You happily squealed, jumping up and down before hugging your boyfriend at his neck.

And then, he smiled.

"Say a thing, and I'll kill you."

#ao3 #fanfic #my writing #bnha #anime #oneshot #bakugou x reader #mha #fluff #female y/n #sunshine reader #bakugou katsuki #aged up au #pro hero bakugo x reader #pro hero bakugou #grumpy bakugou

[kajinovaa]

im not that knowledgeable in omegaverse but man oh man...a-...alpha prohero de k u......,.,.,.,,,.,,............ BRO I AM S W E A T I N G OVER THIS HUNK. THE SPEED MY KNEES WOULD BUCKLE--

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[sinnamonpork]

Teenage Shouto talking about his older brother that's "very emotional" and "is a big cry baby". Everyone in Class 1-A, especially those who have met Fuyumi, imagines Touya as this adorable angel who could do no wrong.

Cut to two weeks later and a black haired, piercing filled man with the most shit eating of smirks is seen at the entrance of the school, about to pick up Shouto. He almost got Bakugou to blow up one of the walls and definitely got the number of visiting pro hero Hawks while he was waiting for Shouto's class to end.

Class 1-A is very, very confused. This is the crybaby older brother Shouto was talking about?? Bitch where???

#lmao i luv canon divergence aus #touya would definitely be the annoying brother you can't help but still love #hawks was drooling for 15 mins for the white haired pretty boy leaning against the gates of the school #before he got the courage to ask for his number #in his defense all the shiny was very very distracting #todoroki touya #dabi #todoroki shouto #todoroki siblings #todofam #bakugou katsuki #pro hero hawks #takami keigo #dabihawks #dabi x hawks #touya x keigo #bnha #mha #imagines #class 1a

[wooiamamess]

MHA Hero Costume Redesign

… again

Thank you to all my lovely followers!!

#my hero academia #mha #mha pro hero au #bnha #boku no hero acedamia #mha fanart #bnha fanart #fanart #ochako uraraka #momo yaoyorozu #mina ashido #tsuyu asui #jirou kyouka

[puppyaulait]

Pro hero Tokoyami x Ex felon Aoyama (they dated back at UA) part 2 - part 3

#myart #bnha #my hero academia #my art #mha #aoyama yūga #tokoyami fumigake #Tokoyama #aoyama x fumikage #comic #pro hero au

[vyxensworld]

Villain: *on the phone* Pro Hero Deku?

P.H. Deku: Uh yeah? Who’s this?

Villain: I’ve got your husband and-

P.H. Deku: Oh, well good luck.

Villain:

Villain: What?

P.H. Deku: I said good luck. You’re going to need it in 5, 4, 3, 2, …1

P.H. Katsuki: GET OVER HERE YOU UGLY BASTARD-

#bakudeku #pro hero au #kacchan #sassy deku #ao3 #bakugou katsuki #izuku midoriya #rivals to lovers #they are my everything #bakudeku incorrect quotes #mha incorrect quotes #childhood friends #pro hero deku #pro hero dynamight #league of villains #decchan #dekubaku #bkdk #writing prompts #incorrect quotes #katsudeku #my ride or die

[sincerelybubbles]

'hey, u up?' || izuku midoriya x reader

synopsis: ur having difficulty sleeping without izuku there to keep you company

warnings: female reader, minimal cursing, fluff

wc: 2.3k

fic below the cut, reblogs appreciated

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To: Izu ♡

ik ur already asleep but i can’t sleep and i miss u :( 

You sigh and set your phone down on the pillow beside you before rolling over and tugging your comforter higher up on your shoulder. You think of broader shoulders, a smattering of freckles, a flash of white teeth, and groan, pulling your blanket up so it’s covering your face too. 

Izuku had returned from a two-week-long trip earlier today and, in typical fashion, was outside of your apartment door the minute paperwork was done. You insisted that he go get sleep, real rest, in his own apartment for the night, without you clinging to him all night. He wasn’t too hurt but you were sure that his shoulder needed rest from being dislocated and you were known to cuddle up to him in your sleep. 

He pouted at the idea but agreed and left a few hours ago and you haven’t heard from him since other than a message letting you know he was home and was going to bed. Which was a good thing, you reminded yourself. He needed rest and was listening to what you told him to. But, fuck, you missed him while he was gone. While his missions weren’t rare – nobody could stop him from doing everything to climb the hero ratings (and you would never dream of even thinking about any other life for him) – not sharing a bed with him while he was home was rare. You were better at it when he was gone. You could tell yourself to get over it, he was away being a hero and you were more than busy enough here, putting your healing quirk to work. 

But here? Alone in bed with him two blocks away? Thinking of how he could be holding you to his chest right now, playing with your hair and soothing you to sleep? This is much harder. 

Groaning, you toss your blanket away and give in to the urge to check your phone again. No new notifications, as to be expected at 2am, but plenty of other distractions were right at your fingertips to keep you awake for much longer than you should be. You push away the temptation and toss the phone down to the foot of your bed, sitting up and stretching your arms high above your head. You’re sure there’s some melatonin in the cabinet in your bathroom and that’s your new goal. 

It doesn’t take long to find it and fill a glass with water to take the small pill. You typically don’t take anything to sleep, preferring to fall asleep naturally if possible, but a small part of your brain urges you that the sooner you fall asleep, the sooner you can get up and head over to Izuku’s, like the desperate girlfriend that you are.

You’re walking back to your room, praying the medicine works tonight, when you hear something in your room. You freeze, blood running cold. 

Your quirk works to heal yourself as well as others, so you really have little to loose by at least running in there to make a mad dash for your phone. You brace yourself with the thought as you grab the closest thing – a fake potted succulent – and push the door open with your toe, muscles tight and practically vibrating with adrenaline. When it’s obvious nothing is blocking your path, you launch yourself onto your bed and scramble to find your phone in the sheets where you tossed it, head turning around wildly to find the source of the noise. 

You find an empty room. 

You can hear your blood rushing in your ears as your fingers finally brush against your phone and you lower the plastic pot to rest beside you. You hadn’t imagined the noise, there was a loud thump followed by quick tapping noises, repeated enough that you’re sure you heard correctly. 

You hover there, sort of crouched on your bed, armed with the smallest plastic pot in existence and your phone, and consider briefly if there’s an invisible person in your room with you. 

You aren’t quite sure how to proceed, eyes darting around the room. You’ve just come up with the idea to throw your covers into the center of the room to see if it catches on any invisible creep so you can pummel them into the group when the noise happens again. 

Tap tap tap tap tap

You scream, jumping up and throwing the fake succulent on reflex. It sails through the air and lands with a quiet thump on the rug. Swallowing thickly, you force air into your lungs to just think for a minute. It takes you a second to realize that the tapping had come from outside of your window and you slowly crawl off of your bed, phone clutched in your hand. 

Your curtains are pulled shut to combat the bright sun in the mornings so you face them for a few seconds, breathing in through your nose and out of your mouth. 

‘Please don’t be a person trying to break in please don’t be a person trying to break in please don’t be a person trying to break in’ you plead in your head, crouching down to scoop up your plastic weapon. You could turn back and grab the pepper spray attached to your keyring but you feel like it would be wrong to not let the little succulent see this adventure the entire way through. 

You decide to rip off the bandaid, yank the curtains open, and prepare yourself to scream. You grab at the edge of the curtain before you hear a sigh. 

You feel the blood in your body drop to your feet for a moment before you hear, “C’mon, Y/N?” through the thin glass of your shitty apartment window and you recognize the voice. Your blood feels like it finally starts moving after having been stopped and you feel your face flush as you pull the curtains back. 

As you expected, your boyfriend is perching on the rickety fire escape, fist raised to tap on the glass again. 

He breaks out into a wide smile at you standing there, pajama-clad with messy hair, before it turns confused and he raises an eyebrow toward your still-raised cactus weapon. 

You lower your arm sheepishly, heart skipping at his blinding smile, and hurry to unlock the window. He pushes it open for you when you have it unlocked. 

He braces his hands on the top of the window frame, leans forward, and into your room, biceps flexing and entering your space. 

“Hello,” he whispers, smiling down at you. 

It’s hard to not be flustered. He’s no longer the small Izuku Midoriya you met while training with Recovery Girl at UA – no, this is Pro Hero Deku, still sweet and bubbly, sure, but confident and fully aware of how he has you wrapped around his finger. 

“Hi,” you return, letting him lean close and returning his smile. 

“Quite the arsenal you have around here,” he comments, nodding toward your hand still clutching the plastic pot. 

“I thought you were someone trying to break in!” You justify, holding the plant up, “It’s not my fault that you forget I have a front door.” 

His smile widens as he leaps into your room easily, maneuvering from his awkward crouch to standing in front of you gracefully. “It’s faster to just use Blackwhip and come through his way, the elevator’s too slow.” He gently pries the small pot from your fingers and sets it on your desk, using his hold on your hand to bring your wrist up to his mouth and place a gentle kiss above your racing pulse. “Sorry for scaring you.” 

“It’s okay, care to share why you’ve felt the need to visit my window at 2:30 like you’re some sort of Spiderman?” You ask, trying your hardest to not flush at the feeling of his lips sweeping over your wrist. 

He shrugs, lifting his phone and waving it, “You said you missed me.” 

You gape at that, laughing in disbelief. “So you woke up, left bed, and raced here instead of calling me or texting me back?” 

“I knew if I did you would convince me not to come. Guess I missed you too.” He tugs your closer, moving his hand from your wrist to your hip and holding you there firmly, leaning down to brush his nose against yours. 

“But your shoulder,” you whisper, even as you stretch up on your toes to return the gesture. 

“It’s fine,” he promises, slowly smiling again and you can feel the shift from how close you are to him, “Plus, my girlfriend is super cool and can help me out in the morning if it’s sore.” 

You scoff, rolling your eyes for show, “Is that all I am to you? After all this time?” You tease.

“Nope,” he hums, pulling back slightly and eyes flickering to your lips. “Never just that.” 

Your heart skips a beat, squeezes, and then races. It doesn’t matter how many times he says it, how many different ways he shows you, or even the years you’ve been by his side – he still manages to make you feel giddy in every way possible. 

“Oh, really?” You ask, breathless and unable to really think straight with how he’s raking his eyes over your face, drinking you in and not hiding it in the slightest. 

He doesn’t answer, opting to lean in and brush his lips against yours in a gentle kiss. He pulls back for a breath before leaning in and kissing you properly, pressing his lips against yours, firm and insistent. It doesn’t take long for him to deepen it, licking at your bottom lip and smiling when you respond eagerly. His arm slips from your waist around the small of your back, tugging you close and holding you there. His other hand holds your cheek gently. Your arms are around his neck, fingers brushing past his undercut to find the thick curls above. He groans when you tug, lifting you up and pulling away to press small, quick kisses across both of your cheeks. 

The adrenaline from before has made your small dose of melatonin kick in much faster than usual and you feel your eyes growing heavy even as you giggle and squirm in his arms. 

“You ready for bed, baby?” Izuku asks, placing you down gently and pushing your hair out of your face. 

You nod against his hand, holding it to your cheek so you can turn to press a kiss to the scar stretching across his palm. 

He ushers you to your bed with a hand pressed against the small of your back, pulling his hoodie off while you settle on the far side of your bed next to the wall, watching him move in the moonlight of your room. 

You admire the way the chords of his muscles bunch up at the movement, eyes tracing the freckles that continue down his shoulders to his strong chest and flat stomach. He is a beacon of power, strong and unbreakable, privy to countless strategies to have anyone anywhere fall to their knees, and he’s standing in your bedroom in soft pajama pants with little gauntlets on them (Bakugou’s merch, you note fondly) and bare feet. 

He doesn’t comment on your staring as he crawls into bed, though he’s no doubt noticed, little gets past his attention. He stretches out on his back, adjusting his pillow and opening his arms wide for you. 

“Are you sure?” You question, sitting cross-legged and searching his eyes for any sort of tenseness, “Your shoulder…” You draw off as he scoffs and props himself up on an elbow. He reaches forward and maneuvers you next to him easily, manhandling you in a way that makes you blush. 

“My shoulder’s fine,” he mumbles, prodding you to lay down and shoving his nose into your hair when you do, sighing contently. 

You sink into him, relishing in the warmth and comfort he brings. Gently, you trace the scars and freckles on his chest with a finger. You don’t comment on how he flushes across his chest at your attention. No doubt his face is red, too.  

A secret, small part of you relishes in your ability to have him just as affected by you as you are by him. The number three hero is in your bed, holding you tightly in his strong arms, blushing because you are trailing your finger across the rough edge of a scar from a fight you’ve heard the story of a million times. 

“You never finished telling me about the lady at the convenience store,” you remind him, poking his side gently. You know he relaxes more when he talks, you have fallen asleep countless times to the gentle sound of his voice, deep and slow as he gets more and more tired as well. 

“You sure? It’s late, I can tell you tomorrow,” he hesitates, fingers tracing nonsensical patterns across the side of your neck. 

“Mhm,” you nod, craning your neck to smile up at him, “you know I fall asleep faster when I have you to listen to.” Never mind that you’re sure that you’re exhausted enough to blink and fall asleep right then. “I want to hear about everything from when you were away, too.” 

That’s all it takes to have him launching into the story, the hand that’s not attached to the arm holding you firmly to his side gesturing in the air. 

You rest your cheek against his chest, listening for the gentle thrum of his heartbeat and feeling the gentle vibrations of his voice as he talks. You fall asleep easily and deeply, warm and content beyond explanation.

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note: i've been mia for a while, and i can't promise i'm back to writing full time, but i can promise i have a LOT in the works, some izu, some katsuki, some kirishima, so keep an eye out for whenever i have the time to finish/write those :)

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