#rip bakugo you were so young

[we-are-maladaptive]

tags: pining (theres a bonus at the end tho), author proofread and put their heart and soul into this writing words: 1.2k

Loud and brash, never goes unnoticed.

Messy blonde hair and piercing eyes of blood, they could slice through someone’s soul.

You wished he’d look at you, and slice through yours.

 He’s come here ever since he was  young, and you’ve been here ever since you were  young, watching him from afar. You were so familiar with the place, that when you got older, you decided to take a job at the fair. It paid well, and you had good relations with the owner.

Katsuki Bakugou. He comes to the fair every year with his friends, and you watch him, every year. So high and mighty he is compared to you, chest toned and carved to perfection, and hair always puffed and pointed in every direction. Sometimes he’ll even crack a small smile when he can’t contain his joy anymore, but it’s short lived, as his lips form back into a straight line.

His eyes always fail him, not being able to hide the emotion swirling in them, in contrast to his emotionless face. His face..lips thin, but the feeling of them pressed against you must be hotter than any explosion could ever make, the feeling of his body against yours, even if it’s just a brush, could destroy far more than anything he thought he was capable of destroying.

This love was painful, Katsuki Bakugou was painful.

Watching him on TV, watching his life flash before his eyes time and time again. Watching him with his friends, oh how you wished you could be one of them, any of them. Anything, if it meant being by him, for him to acknowledge you.

He’s so much better than you that it hurts.

But what hurts the most, is that each year he comes to the fair, it’s one year closer to the year when he won’t show up. Maybe he’s busy with hero work, or he had something that came up, it didn’t matter what it was- you knew that when that day came, the childhood memories of this fair would be gone, and he’d never come back.

You could never have him, his body pressed against yours, his lips pressed against your own. You could never feel him, his chest that’s toned and carved to perfection, or his hair that’s always puffed and pointed in every direction. You couldn’t be on the other end of his small smile, when he can’t contain his joy anymore, even if it’s short lived, as his lips form back into a straight line.

The ache in your heart felt almost physical, but it quickly was discarded as there was now- a very real ache in your shoulder and head.. You must have not looked where you were going, stuck in your own thoughts. Whatever you bumped into, it was strong enough to knock you on the ground- or maybe your knees were weak with the daze you’d been in earlier.

You looked up, your vision still blurry. The sunset looked pretty, swirls of red emotion coursing through the sky, but as your blur subsided, you realized what you were looking at, or who you were looking at, he wasn’t a sky.

“You a fuckin’ zombie? If it ain’t that, then are you blind? You’re lucky you didn’t knock over my drink, if you did I woulda’ ripped those eyes out your damn skull, since ya’ don’t use em’ anyway.”

Loud and brash, never goes unnoticed.

Messy blonde hair and piercing eyes of blood, they could slice through someone’s soul.

Today, this year, they finally sliced through yours.

His insults meant nothing, the scarred hand reaching out to your inferior one, contrasting his actions in every way.

You swallowed, and took his hand. His skin against yours, even if it's just a brush, just like you thought- it destroyed you.

“T-thank you, Ka- Bakugo.”

“You know my name? You watch me on television or some shit?”

“..Okay then, stalker.”

A shout of Katsuki’s name had him turning his attention away from you. Finally breaking away from his eyes, you realized that it was late. The sunset is not in red hues, but blue and pink. You wished it was red though. Maybe when next year comes around, the sunset will match his eyes, and you can tell him what you thought about him all these years. If there was a next year- wait…

“..-WAIT!!” You shouted at him, he had slowly begun to walk away from you, as you daydreamed about him under a red sunset. It came out more as a strangled cry, a disheveled plea. It caused him to whip his head back around, you could almost see a hint of concern on his face.

“Promise..promise me you’ll come back next year?”

He rolled his eyes  “.....Next year? Please, I plan on bringing my kids to this place, if it’s still runnin’ by then.”

For the first time, you didn’t feel an ache anymore. It was instead replaced with something warm, something hopeful.

With this, he turned away again, fading into the crowd of useless people and the slowly darkening sky, until he was no longer to be seen.

The sky was pitch black now, nothing but you and your own thoughts as you lay sprawled out on the bed. Too lazy to make the sheets, limbs on either side of the mattress. Convincing yourself that the events that unfolded a few hours prior was nothing but a dream. You had to stay at the fair a little bit longer, since you worked there. At least they let you wear your own clothes and not some tacky uniform, you would have died if he saw you in something like that.

Sleeping was hard but you had to make do, since you had work again tomorrow.

                                                         BONUS:

“What took you so long, dude? Who were you talking to over there?” Cool and raspy voice, red spiky hair, not pointed in every direction, it was pointed downwards, not drowned in gel like whenever he was in his hero attire. Katsuki’s right hand man.

“Nothin’. Just bumped into someone is all.”

“That’s all? You were over there for a while, Kats.” A pink haired girl chirped in his direction.

“You finally see some eye candy at the fair?” A yellow haired boy, with a streak of black to the side, taunted him after the girl.

More people were in the car, listening to the conversation, like the green haired guy sitting next to Katsuki. He didn’t dare to taunt him, though.

“I can’t have a single fuckin’ conversation with anyone without you guys spewing some stupid bullshit.” He growled at them rather loudly, causing them to go silent, not without a few giggles though.

The remainder of the car ride stayed silent though, people putting in headphones when they couldn’t bear what was on the aux, Katsuki included.

It gave him time to think about things, his career, his plans for dinner, better insults to throw at people, and the “someone” that he bumped into earlier.

(“You come to this fair every year, with your friends. You guys seem really close- it’s nice to watch you- you guys.”)

(“Promise..promise me you’ll come back next year?”)

“You guys free tomorrow?” His voice rang out through the car.

“It’s Saturday Bakugou, everyone’s free.”

“... Does anyone have fucking plans tommorrow?”

Silence echoed throughout the car.

“Good. Cause’ I wanna go back tomorrow.”

#bakugou katsuki #bakugo katsuki #katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #katsuki smut #bakugo smut #bakugou smut #mha #bnha #mha smut #bnha smut #bakugo x you #katsuki x you #mha x reader #bnha x reader

[writing-bakugo]

BNHA Headcanons

They wake you up in the middle of the night in pain

a/n: mentions of heart attack, depression, anxiety. If you don't like true events skip Bakugo's...his is based on my night last night. It's okay tho. After tons of tests, my bby's healthy and safe!

Bakugo

"Babe," Bakugo said and shook your leg.

You took a deep breath and groaned. His eyes were wide and he clutched his heart. Why he was waking you up before he left for work, you had no clue.

"Don't be afraid," he said through mangy breaths. "My chest is tightening and I've never been in this much pain before."

"Shh." You pulled him to sit on the bed and rubbed his quaking back. "It's okay, you'll be okay. Calm down."

"No," Bakugo hoarsely gasped. His entire body convulsed and the bed shook under you. "I'm dizzy and nauseous. My jaw's locked multiple times. I...I thought I was gonna faint in the bathroom so I rushed back in here so you would possibly see me."

"What?" Your brows furrowed together when he asked for his phone.

You still blinked away sleep and rubbed his back. He typed 'hospital' in his GPS and clicked on the closest one's number. You glanced at the time and tilted your head. 00:46...? After repeating what he just told you, he hung up.

"You need to drive me to the—" Bakugo's jaw locked and he keeled over. After a few grunts and seconds he gasped for air. "I think this is a heart attack."

"What?" Sleep oozed out of you all at once as the reality of the situation dawned on you. "Okay."

You jumped to your feet and pulled on the closest pair of sweatpants. "Okay."

Heart attacks were for old people like Clark Kent's dad. Bakugo was young and healthy. It just made no sense. You glanced at his shuddering body. "Okay."

You pulled on mismatched socks and mumbled to yourself, "okay. This is okay. Everything's okay."

After grabbing your insurance card, you helped him to his feet and out the door.

Kirishima

Rocks and rasps woke you. You rolled to your side and blinked open your eyes a few times to see Kirishima's chin quivering.

"Ei?"

Surprised saucers stared back at you. "Did I wake you? I'm sorry."

"What's going on? Are you okay?"

"I just..." Kirishima wiped a tear. "I just don't...I'm not..."

"Hey," you sat, "you can tell me anything."

"I'm not worth a thing."

A string pulled in your heart like a rocks strikes the surface of water. You wrapped him up tightly and whispered, "Eijirou I love you so so much. You're worth more that the entire universe to me."

Tears streaked your neck and collarbone and you repeated yourself. "To me, you're more precious than breath itself. I love you so, so much. You're Eijirou Kirishima, and I will never not love you."

Kaminari

A body collapsing atop yours woke you. You rolled none other than Kaminari off of you and muttered about how late he was.

"Isssts ggrrreft," Kaminari said.

You rubbed your temples and turned on the lamp light to see a very pale, very sweaty Kaminari. His hair slicked back and his skin glistened and you immediately swatted your hand on his forehead.

"Owwww," Kaminari drawled. Sure enough, a fever. Kaminari held his breath.

His eyes started watering and his adam's apple bounced up and down and you shook your head. "No, no, Denki. Up. To the bath—"

Alcoholic vomit drenched you. You took a very deep, very don't-kill-my-boyfriend steadying breath. Through your teeth, you hissed, "get off my bed."

Kaminari whined collapsed on his pillow.

"Oh how did Chargebolt die?" You asked yourself when you jumped off the bed and ripped your silly Chargebolt t-shirt off. "I shoved all the vomit back down his throat. Turns out, they don't recommend doing that."

Despite the bile and blood lust stinging the back of your throat, you tugged Kaminari up and to the bathroom.

Sero

Your bedroom window rattled. Considering the rain outside, it wasn't a surprise. Until it rasped like a knock. And again. You grabbed the closest thing: a baseball bat; before tiptoeing to the window.

It cracked again.

You gripped the bat tight before unlatching the window and swinging it open. You backpedaled and stared at the open window while water spilled into your apartment.

"You're awake. Perfect." A head appeared upside down and teetered lightly back and forth.

You screamed and swung. The head vanished just before the bat would've cracked it.

"Whoa!" Sero slowly lowered. "Hey, it's just me! It's me! Hanta! Don't swing, okay? I'm coming in."

And then he flipped into your room and slid the window closed. "Sorry about the water." He looked around before noticing the bat in your tight hands. Sero softly limped forward and grabbed the tip of it, "relax, Firecracker."

You let him take it. He looked awful, you realized. The rain had matted his hair down—but from the pink streaks dripping on your ground, you assumed he must be bleeding somewhere up there. Not to mention the right sleeve of his hero costume was completely missing and in it's place a large tooth-like gash. His knee looked pretty bad too.

"Sorry," he gulped. "I didn't know where else to go."

"The hospital?" You exasperated.

He shook his head. "Don't know who I can trust. There's something awful happening out there."

"What?"

Sero gulped.

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I got a little carried away with Sero's...might make it a separate short story?

#bakugou imagine #bnha bakugo katsuki #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo #katsuki bakugo mha #bnha bakugou #bakugo katsuki #sero hanta #bnha sero #sero x reader #sero fluff #eijirou kirishima headcanons #katsuki bakugo headcanons #kirishima fluff #kirishima x reader #kirishima headcanon #mha kirishima #kaminari x reader #kaminari headcanons #mha denki #kaminari x y/n #denki kaminari #kaminari denki #bnha headcannons #headcannons #writing #anime #bnha imagines #bnha #mha bakugo

[icyhottodo]

[6:52 pm] ━ MIDORYIA IZUKU

wc: 600< | genre: fluff

skincare. is one of the most essential things to keep yourself looking young and fresh, you always make sure to do a face mask at least once a week. and today was the day you stood in front of a mirror in your bathroom. 

you just finished washing your face and wore a headband to keep your hair out of your face. afterward, you pulled out one of your favorite face masks. carefully ripping off the packaging, unraveling the slimy mask, and cautiously putting the mask on your face. you smooth out any wrinkles the mask may have made when your bf!deku walks in on your spa day. 

at the first glance, you can tell your boyfriend got home from his work-study and is extremely tired from today. so you gently grabbed izuku’s wrist and pulled him into your skincare, deciding it would be better for him to relax with you today.

“soooo, what’s first?” deku asked. he feels awkward, deku never really joined your spa sessions until now.

“first wash your face. what type of face mask do you want?” you asked while giving him one of your cleansers.

deku only let out a hum, meaning to just give him anything you thought would suit him. he thoroughly washes his face with the cleanser you lent him, while you would try to find a face mask for him. when izuku was done–he turned to you, and wordlessly, you put on the face mask for him.

deku notices how close you are to his face, and even though you two have been in a relationship for a while, izuku can never get used to your enchanting presence. this caused a bright pink paint on his face. when deku felt a small sweat gland falling from the side of his face, he thought it would be better for him to look away from your pretty face. 

but because of izuku’s sudden movement, you somehow managed to mess up your face mask. the face mask was starting to slip off of your face but you were so focused on making deku’s face mask perfectly that you didn't even notice it falling.

when deku turned back to you and saw your mask falling, it made him chuckle slightly. you made a sound out of confusion, wondering what your boyfriend was laughing at, pulling your hands away from his face.

when izuku stopped grinning, he spoke up saying, “your facial mask is falling off. i’ll fix it for you.”

and this time–the situation was the other way around, deku was fixing your face mask instead. when deku made it stop descending, he cupped your cheeks with both of his hands and stared at you for a while. like how he would analyze superheroes, you felt his gaze analyze every feature of yours until you felt soft lips on yours.

“are you and deku done fuckin’ making out? i gotta shit.” 

you two hear a loud husky voice, automatically knowing it’s bakugo from the cursing. deku pulled away from you and put his hand on his nape, turning to bakugo. deku became embarrassed when he got caught by his childhood friend.

“oh hi kaachan! don’t worry, we’re about to leave.”

then you and deku noticed kirishima pop out behind bakugo when you two were walking out from the bathroom.

“hey, for the record, i thought you two were extremely cute there.”

#☆ MHA #bnha deku #deku x reader #bnha imagines #bnha scenarios #bnha x reader #mha imagines #mha x y/n #mha x reader #mha fanfiction #deku midoriya #deku x y/n #midoryia x reader #izuku x you #izuku x reader #deku #izuku midoryia x you #mha #bnha #deku imagines #izuku imagine #bnha midoriya

[donkeys-waffles]

Another DFO rant....

I've commented on this concept before about a fic I read, however I want to go on another rant now that I'm home. One of the most appealing things about the DFO theory isn't just about AFO's humanity(?), but also what that may do to Izuku's character. A lot of people think that maybe he wiped their memories, or Izuku was too young to remember him at all.

May I raise the question of, what if Izuku did remember his father? What if his father couldn't talk to Izuku but sent him gifts whenever he had a hard day at school. Or hell, what if they enthused about heroes (quirks) together, what if AFO encouraged Izuku and supported him. What if his father was the only one that believed in him after his quirkless diagnosis. What if baby Izu forced his dad to stay with him at night to keep the monsters away, what if they studied fire breath together? What if baby Izu was closer to his father than his mother and viewed him as his hero. DUDE!!! Like imagine the sheer level of devastation that the DFO reveal would create. The betrayal!!!

Imagine Izuku going through a similar situation like Shoto. Where Izuku grows into an adult man and looks more like his father every day. Imagine the issues that may cause between him and All Might. Now, I don't doubt All Might, I know without a doubt that he wouldn't think any differently of his boy after finding out his lineage. But Izuku looking more like the man that killed his mentor and ripped All Might's guts out is gonna cause some PTSD flashbacks. And that's not even talking about if Izuku develops AFO. That's a whole, "it's your power, not his moment" except I don't think it would be like Shoto. Izuku would probably use AFO after some time, however he wouldn't be public about it (for obvious reasons.) And then he has to kill his father and that's a whole other discussion.

Like, imagine the sheer irony of that shit. Shoto would 100% accept him though, he'd probably stroll up to his friend and be like ", so you were speaking from experience."

And imagine the guilt Izuku would feel if he found out about Tsubasa being nomufied because he bullied Izuku. And if the DFO theory is true, I truly don't think AFO just did that to Tsubasa, because we haven't heard of anything from his other bullies and look at what happened to Bakugo.

I'm sorry, side note, the whole "you'll forever live in Izuku Midoriya's shadow," 100% to me sounds like a possessive father, who turned his son's childhood bully into a nomu. Like it's giving predictable AFO behavior. He was just in silly, goofy mood.

#izuku midoriya #all for one #dad for one #bnha #dfo #afo #bnha all for one

[anniebear-92]

Makeup And Coffee

As I promised I would release a little short for being non existent for a bit :)

Summary: Katsuki is your best friend and neighbor that has lived next door since you were small. You both have a crush and are too dumb to make a move. <3 He comes over to bother you and ends up having soft boy time with you.

Katsuki opened his eyes as his consciousness awoke from slumber, his arm draped over his eyes to shield from the glare of morning light. He let his arm slide to the bed, blinking rapidly before catching the red numbers of his clock indicating it was early in the morning, just a few minutes before 8 Am.

With a deep groan he lifted himself from his bed and shuffling into the bathroom. As he brushed his teeth with one hand and rubbed the remaining sleep from his eye, the events from the previous evening brought him back to full awareness. His parents had indicated they were going to be out early this morning and running errands for their clothing brand all day. He was set to be all alone and was determined that was not happening.

After finishing his business in the restroom, he threw on some clothes for the day and his favorite sweater over that faded skull tee shirt he has had for some time. Closing the front door behind him he took a turn around the corner of the wall that stretched crossed his yard into yours, making the journey next door to your front door.

Instead of knocking he turned the knob and let himself in, knowing full well he was welcome anytime just as you were in the Bakugo household. Inside he could hear the chatter coming from the kitchen pause as the front door opened. Your mother poked her head out and flashed a bright smile that he recognized as a mirror of your own. Clearly you got your mother's looks as a majority.

"Ah Katsuki! Come in and join us for coffee!" She waved him in and he strolled with hands in his deep pockets into the kitchen where your father sat at the island, cup in hand himself. He lifted the cup in salute while his eyes scanned over the paper laid out before him.

"Good morning young man."

Katsuki nodded in response as a cup was placed before him, "Here sweetheart, have you come to hang out with our daughter today? Surely you didn't come to drink coffee with old people like us!"

Your father snorted with a small "Speak for yourself." earning a softswat from his wife's dainty hand. "Parents are out today, figured I didn't want to be alone." Katsuki took a sip of the dark drink, the warmth sliding down his throat and waking him even more.

She nodded in understanding, his mother and yours had been best friends for a very long time at this point. Meeting and bonding over their mutual children's bad behavior when they were called into the office of your primary school. Both Katsuki and you sat on the small plastic chairs, in your blue uniform with a star embordered over your chest. Dirt and cuts all over from your brawl after a disagreement over who would be All Might in your Heroes Vs. Villains game.

"Mitsuki did tell me she had a few errands to finish up today, you're welcome to hang out here." He grunted in thanks, head swiveling around as if he had realized you were no where to be found as of yet.

"Where is she anyway?" He sipped at his drink as your father lifted a finger towards the second floor above him.

"Still in bed after playing video games all damn night with her friends. If you plan on waking her 0 out of 10 would not recommend."

Katsuki snorted, almost inhaling his drink and earning a look of concern from your mother. He held up a hand to indicate his was just fine and she backed off onto her stool once again. He had to admit your father's humor was top notch for an extra.

"Oh if you're going to wake her you'll want this." Your mother slid a cup across the table, steam wafting from the liquid inside mixed just the way you like it.

"Think of it as a peace offering, so she doesn't rip your head off."

She finished placing the cup in his hand with a wink and began reading the newspaper over her husband's shoulder. Taking both cups he made his way up the stairs with a small smile on his face. If anything he hopes that one day your relationship was anything like your parents', even his own would be fine... He just needed to get the courage to ask you out!

Up the stairs he found himself outside your door just like many times before, instead of knocking he slid the door open slowly to confirm if you were still sleeping or awake. His crimson gaze landed on the bed, you were wrapped up like a little caterpillar all cocooned in the blanket. The only thing visible were your closed eyes, forehead and hair that stuck each way from the pillows. Snug as a bug in a rug.

Stalking over on his tip toes, socks slipping over the carpet quiet as a mouse in order not to wake you early. Setting down the cups he smiled softly at your serene face, wishing he could've been the stuffed bear clutched in your arms instead.

Sitting on the side of your bed he must've been having a soft moment by leaning over and poking your shoulder softly. However still being Bakugo he whispered, "Oi, dumbass. Wake up."

When you didn't move in the least he huffed, trying once again he placed his hand on your shoulder and gave a little shove. "Oi! Dumbass!"

With a groan you flipped over, hand shooting out in a stretch while catching Katsuki upside the cheek. He flinched back in shock, his own hand rubbing the affected area. Losing the softness from before he now stood to brace himself for the next steps. He jumped onto the bed, full weight crashing down on you as the next sounds became colorful curse words.

"WHO THE FU-" You started, arms flailing at your attacker. You hands connected a few times as Katsuki struggled to block and catch them, repeating over and over "Oi! It's me! CHILL OUT!"

The struggle continued for a few moment before he finally whisper yelled "Stop! Your parents are going to think I'm doing freaky shit to you!"

He placed a hand over your mouth, your e/c eyes now glaring holes into his face as he gave a triumphant smirk of accomplishment when you went still.

"Morning dipshit."

"Gerr Ouph!" You attempted through the warm palm of his hand. He smirked even larger as he let his full weight drop on you once again, a oof leaving you along with the air.

"Dammit Katsuki! Get your fat ass off me!" You growled against his palm as he shrugged, "Nah, your bed is comfortable even if a bit lumpy."

Your response was a quick swipe of your tongue against his skin, the hand shooting back like you burned him.

"EW BITCH!" He snarled as you took the opportunity to use your weight against him, earning him flailing backwards onto the floor with a thump. Leaning over the bed triumphantly you smiled wide.

"Good, where you belong. Night night." Wrapping yourself back into the burrito of blankets, a knock at the door startling you both.

"Everything okay in here kiddos?" The voice of your father made it though the crack of the door, opening it slightly to see Katsuki flattened on the floor and your barely open eyes.

"We have a bed bug problem apparently and I delt with it." You waived your hand at the floor at the boy laying still on his back, a hand over his eyes in annoyance.

"Well do I need to call pest control?" Your father's eyebrow raised in amusement as you shook your head. "Nope Call me able, because I was able to take care of the pest."

Your father chuckled at your silly response while closing the door behind him, Katsuki took the opportunity to hop onto his feet, glaring down at you with a vengeance.

"The hell was that for?"

You showed your favorite finger to him, "It's way too damn early for your shenanigans."

He leapt towards you again, earning yet another wrestling match.

You finally squirmed from under him and managed to get a foot into his side, kicking him to the floor once more.

"It's too early for your shit Katsuki!" You crossed your arms glaring down at him, he mirrored easily as he shrugged. "It's 8:30 you lazy shit."

"It's 8:30 am on a Saturday you absolute twat!"

Picking himself off the floor for the second time that morning he grabbed the cup meant for you, eyes lighting up from the sight of the hot drink you made grabby hands for the cup.

"Your mom made you coffee." He slipped the beverage into your hands as you squealed and took a sip, your mother really got you.

"Delicious." Speaking in your best Elmo voice, you grabbed your phone as Katsuki invaded your bed, flopping beside you on his own.

His eyes began flipping between you and his screen, watching as you sat up and scratched at your hair with a large yawn. It was only now he realized your attire, a tank top and itty bitty shorts. Not a bra to be seen, his face heating up as he returned his attention to his phone to avoid being considered a perv.

"Who were you playing games with last night?" He finally started as your yawn completed.

"Kami, Sero and Kiri. Everytime I said I was going to bed I got 'One more game! Yeah come on it's not that late!' " You mocked with an attempt at a deep voice earning a snort from him as your phone pinged with a notification.

Picking the device back up and reading the message a small smile crossed your lips. Who the fuck has you smiling like that?

Katsuki took a sip of his coffee to avoid jealousy when another ping signaled a response to your own. He let a few more notifications go on while you continued a conversation when he finally couldn't take it any longer.

"Who the fuck is bothering you this early?"

Your eyes turned to his, narrowing as you curled a lip in a snarl. "you are you dumb bitch!"

He bared his own teeth at you while leaning forward, "I'm not a dumb bitch you are!" Before he could even finish another ping came from your device, his large hand snatching it from your fingers.

You squealed a protest as he began searching to find out who had taken your attention from him.

He growled as non other than his green haired rival smiled from his profile picture a top the thread. "That nerd has been messaging you?"

He texted something while avoiding your snatching hands in attempts to reclaim the device.

Once finished he tossed the device into your waiting hands, "What the hell did you say to him?"

He let a small smirk cross his lips without vocalizing what he wrote.

"Oi, Fuck off she's busy?" You read aloud in an incredious tone.

Sorry, didn't mean to bother? The response came in almost immediately you shot a quick apology for Katsuki's attitude and indicated you'd catch up with your friend later.

"Well anyway since I'm clearly not getting sleep, it's time to de-troll for the day."

Katsuki nodded along as if what you said was the absolute truth. "You do be looking like a gremlin this morning. Though that's nothing unusual."

A pillow smacked him right in the face and his phone from his hand. He growled as he caught your annoyed glare. "Just proved my point dumbass." He leaned over and poked your arm, "Besides are you going to apologize for licking my hand earlier you nasty bitch?"

Cocking a brow you sized up his stupidly handsome face. "Apologize to you?" He nodded as you snorted, "Apologize is a big word for Elmo."

Smoothing down your hair, you stood from the bed finally to do business in the restroom for the day. Stopping at your closet you began pulling out garments, starting with a bra. Katsuki's eyes quickly averted upon seeing the item and heat rushed to his face once more. His eyes returned to your rear barely contained by the shorts as you turned around when a small "Damn." slipped from his lips invoulntairly.

He turned his head as quick as possible back to his phone, he wasn't looking at your ass. Him? No...

"Get a good look did you?" You popped out a hip with a grin and he huffed. "Meme on my phone."

"Sure it was." Rolling your eyes, you made your way to the restroom to change into your clothes for the day. After a shower, brushing your teeth and dressing, you re-entered your bedroom to find Katsuki still scrolling away on his phone.

His eyes raised to you and landed on the large bag clutched in your hand. "The fuck is all that?"

You set the bag down on the bed beside him, grabbing a travel mirror and plopping down yourself. "My essentials for the day."

His eyes rolled so hard you thought they would pop out of his head.

You began fixing your hair out of your way in order to begin making up your face as he watched. "Still look like a gremlin."

You gave an amused snort, "Look like a gremlin and yet you're the one looking at my ass."

He balked, dropping his phone. "The fuck I was! It was a meme on my phone!"

You chuckled a bit before leaning over slightly to become eye level with the red faced boy. "Didn't know your phone was attached to my shorts."

He pushed your head back with a growl and manical laughter on your part. "Whatever... you got a nice ass okay?" He huffed the quiet comment and you pretended not to hear.

Opening your bag finally you set up the mirror ahead of you and began your moisturizing routine, once all finished you moved on to foundation and bounced it into your skin with the beauty sponge.

Katsuki had reverted to his phone, eyes shifting to you every so often before he finally asked. "The fuck are you doing?"

You lowered the sponge and looked at him with half face covered. "Make up? Beauty takes work and time."

He clicked his teeth while looking you over, heat filling your face as he scrutinized your work so far.

"Don't need that shit. you're pretty without it." He mumbled, barely audible but you caught it. Heat flushed your face as you whispered a Thank you.

"I like make up, it makes me feel good wither I look good without it or not."

He grunted in response and you went back to bouncing the blender to blend the foundation in.

You were now blending concealer with the previous layer when you noticed Katsuki blatantly staring. "You are beating the shit out of your face, how does that make you feel good?"

A loud cackle left you as he began digging into your bag, his curious nature shining through. You had already set out what you planned to use, extras still in the bag as he began picking out objects and inspecting them. He paused to check your progress, seeing the light lines and dots you had placed along your face he smirked.

"You look like you're going to war with all that paint."

You paused to glare, raising the sponge towards him. "Watch it, or you're next!"

His glee dropped into defiance. "You wouldn't dare."

You gave a smug expression before reaching the sponge out threateningly towards his face. "Want to test that theory?"

He shook his head before returning to rummaging in the bag.

You continued your makeup routine as he began pulling things out of the bag and asking what they were. You found yourself giving answers as he demanded them.

"Eyeliner. Mascara. Another Mascara. Yes I have two of them! Actually three."

He finally put the bag down as you began flipping open pallets looking for colors you wanted to put on eyes for the day. He began picking up the pallets as you dropped them, his nose crinkling in disgust.

After finally finding the one that satisfied you, the rest were discarded towards him in a pile. Lifting a brush you began to blend in the first color while he watched shamelessly now. Moving to add another color Katsuki commented mindlessly, "Bet I could do that shit better than you."

The brush paused at your lid as you turned towards him. "Bet not."

His eyelids lowered in threatening manners. "You looking down on me?"

Shaking your head you resumed your brush strokes. "No, have you done make up before?" He shook his head and mumbled "Just that shitty black eye crayon for the mask..."

You knew it! He finally admitted to using eyeliner!

"My sweet Kit Kat, I've been doing make up for a few years now. Which is longer than you mind you. I know you can't." You gave him the sweetest smile knowing exactly what you were provoking.

"Give me that shit. Move." He snapped his fingers at the brush, grabbing back my bag and pallets as he began digging out things that interested him. Letting out a sigh you grabbed a bag of make up wipes and wiped away your hard work. Just the eyes though, the rest was too perfect.

Katsuki went through your brush set and confirmed what they were for with you and once he was satisfied he began dipping softly into the color with the bristles.

He first attempted one handed, however annoyed by the subtle movements of your head he finally raised his free hand to grip your chin gently between his long fingers. The music you had turned on upon leaving the bathroom turned into a soft song, his rough fingers adjusting you with gentle presses and squeezes as he added color after color. You peeked one eye open to watch the determination on his face as he concentrated to prove your ass wrong.

"Close." He snapped gently and you listened. He finished up his last strokes and then tapped your knee to get your attention. "Where's your liner shit?"

You grabbed the liner you preferred and handed it to him as he inspected his work. He removed the cap with his teeth and held it gently between his lips. Your face heated at his serious eyes, while he waited for you to close your own once again.

You listened to his soft breathing, feeling absolutely serene with your best friend, okay long time crush pampering your face.

He was half way through lining your first eye when your door cracked unknowingly to both of you. A soft smile upon both of your lips as he worked, a flash and click of a phone camera startled you both. Your eyes flew open and Katsuki luckily pulled the liner away before it could smudge. Both of your jaw dropped expressions were candy to your mother's eyes.

"And that one goes to Mitsuki."

Katsuki groaned, "No! I'll never hear the end of that one!"

She chuckled, it was already sent and long gone. "Sorry dear, I came to let you know dad and I are going to grab some groceries for dinner." She leaned against the frame while watching us closely. "Will you be joining us for dinner Katsuki?"

He gave a shrug and she smiled. "I'll just plan for you. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

You groaned loudly as she left with a loud cackle, heading downstairs to her waiting husband.

Katsuki sighed heavily and grabbed your chin one final time. He finished the liner and mascara before he handed you the mirror once more. "Well?"

you turned your face back and forth, inspecting his work. "Not too horrible I guess."

His smug expression dropped into annoyance as you chuckled. "I'm kidding! It actually looks nice."

He rolled his eyes as you crossed your arms. "Question is though... can you match it?" You pointed towards your clean eye and he huffed. "Of course I can."

After finishing his work he watched as you added in your normal highlighter, blush and set it all with your favorite mist. He coughed deliberately as you rolled your eyes. "It's just a mist to set the makeup chill."

You grabbed his chin just as he did and he scrunched his eyes closed as you lightly misted his face. "See? Big baby."

He pouted when you released him and you snorted. "You're adorable when you pout."

His face darkened as he turned his face away, flopping onto the bed.

"Shut up."

"Anyway you're taking me to breakfast."

He shot upright with a scowl, "Who the fuck said so?" You smiled brightly and he felt his heart flutter at your beautiful face, knowing he had done your look today.

"I did. It's payback for my rude awakening!"

He huffed sitting up. "Fine hurry the fuck up."

Brightening up at the promise of food you grabbed your must haves before opening the door. "Way to my heart? Food."

You exited the room to leave a flustered Katsuki in the room. He took a deep breath and followed you. Maybe he would confess at lunch.

#bakugo imagine #bakugo katsuki #bakugo x reader #bakugou x fem!reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugo fluff #soft bakugo #this ended up longer than i planned.

[hey-hamlet]

Since you mentioned that we can at least ask about MHA legend of zelda crossovers, how about this idea? The Triforce is passed down once a generation. And Pchako, Bakugo and Izuku are all candidates to receive a piece. And thanks to the last holder of Power having been AFO, Power has a bad rep. Duo to his attitude, Bakugo has been called that he'll get Power for sure. He's even bought into that idea. Then when the day comes, Bakugo Courage, Ochako Wisdom and Izuku gets Power.

OOOOOO ok ok ok I adore any content that addresses just how feral and unhinged Izuku is so Yes. I'm actually going to switch Ochako and Bakugo, I think. Bakugo's not actually as brave as her, in my opinion - he's just not scared. He's also wise in both battle sense and academically, so I think it'd suit him. He'd also be kind of mad about it, which is funny.

Ochako's parents were rich merchants with noble blood before she was born but they fell out of favor with the wealthy and have been just scraping by. When she was born with a softly glowing golden birthmark behind her ear her parents should have been excited. It was their path back into nobility - a child marked with the triforce was a blessing! One that solidified their place in nobility. But, a child of the triforce is Hyrule's child, not theirs. Not their baby girl, their only child - but a god's newest form. They keep quiet until she's 12, as long as they can wait, only a week after the second boy is found. They play up their ignorance, pretend they didn't know what the mark meant. All they can hope is that shes not marked for power

The Bakugo's were powerful nobles, ecstatic to see their son born with the golden mark on the palm of his hand. Due to their social clout their son wasn't taken from them, but he was given a prince's education. Due to his future power, he was paired with the young son of a kitchen maid, only a few days his junior, to act as a playmate and attendant. He grew up proud and brash and angry - his confidence and skill with a blade meant people assumed he must be Power, and his loud anger at the whispers meant he must be cruel. He was never nice to his playmate - the stupid boy wanted to fight along side him (but without the triforce, without the power of a god the rising tide of monsters would kill him - kill the only person really loyal to him and not the idea of what he could be) so Katsuki had to show him who the powerful one really was.

Izuku was born the night his father died, the night the great evil All for One was slain, the night his mother ran from their richly appointed manor to a stable at the foot of Hyrule castle. The golden triangle over his heart was a death knoll that all but ripped Inko's heart out of her chest the second she saw it. Just like his father's - the triforce ran in the royal family, only those with noble blood, those who had the blood of god in them, could be blessed like that. Bless, she thought spitefully, like the demon king? Or like Hisashi, a man she had loved, a man she'd seen grow greedier and greedier with his attentions, with his need for power, until he couldn't hide that Hisashi was a polite fiction told by the kingdom's doom. Izuku was raised alongside another boy with the triforce, Katsuki. Inko hoped that the brash boy's goodness would rub off on her son, so she turned a blind eye to the bruises and scrapes he left.

The day Ochako, the oldest by a few days, turned 16, their aspect of the triforce claimed them. Ochako, her broad shoulders and bright smile showing her courage. Bakugo, for all he was a brash bully, he couldn't hide his wisdom. And little Izuku, smallest, youngest and thinnest of the lot, with his big doe eyes and watery smile, for his power.

#asks #bnha au #triforce of power au #questionable parent inko here #shes got trauma but like. hm. yikes. izuku 100% knew she loved him but never trusted him #also bakugo baby man this is not how u keep someone safe! ur supposed to be the smart one here! #ochako ur doing great no notes.

[hydrangeasimagination]

Enough Rope

Royal Gay AU - An alternate universe created by @i-cant-sing​ surrounding Yandere BNHA Characters making up different kingdoms, where in which the Reader's is the daughter of Dabi and Hawks. Though reluctantly; as the relationship is strained by the murder of her mother.

Pairing(s): Sultan! Dabi / Todoroki Touya X Courtesan! Hawks / Takami Keigo || Implied! Barbarian Prince! Bakugo Katsuki X She/Her! Sultana! Reader, Implied! Past! Akaguro Chizome / Stain X Reader's Mother

Summary: It was inevitable that you'd take the throne, you were groomed you're whole life for it. But never did Dabi think you'd have to take it so young. Nor in the matter you took it.

A/N: I wanted to get some vindication, Dabi and Hawks absolutely boil my blood in this AU so I kinda get to be a little vicious. The reader looks like her mum but has Dabi’s eyes, also uses SHE/HER and is referred to as Sultana.

(My addition of Stain + his relationship with her mother are non-canonical to the actual series.)

Warning(s): Character Death/Murder. Blood. Obsessive/Possessive Behavior. Reader is staging a coup. Angst. Cursing. Crying. Parental Death.

... You looked so much like your mother.

The royal colors looked beautiful on you, dripping in golds and silks. Ornate and elaborate, the veil settled on top of your head accentuated the set of white pearls that crowned it. Today of all days, anyone that gazed upon the newly coronated sultana and was absolutely mesmerized by the beauty that was even rule.

You even threw out the traditional blues and were wrapped in a beautifully dyed peachy pink.

Your late mother's favorite color.

In your throne, sat upon the cushion, alongside a blond prince about your age.

While his fingers entwined with one, you lifted the other delicate hand - fingers adorned with your grandmother's rings - to silence the room.

Dabi knew this day would eventually come, that he'd see you become Sultana with conviction and ambition running through your veins. A time he'd hope to be alive to see, with Keigo beside him.

He was still amazed to see it, despite his disdain for the colors you chose and holding that dragon brat's hand just to spite him.

... But as he was in chains, there was little to be done.

His daughter, so frail and weak, usurped the throne from him in one fell swoop.

Her soft little hands dug into his chest to rip out his heart, covering the innocent skin in the blood of his stabbed back. Her soft little self reaching out to the cruelly harmed citizens of their home to call them to her side.

As he looked up at his daughter, who looked almost 10 years older. Her eyes glaring icy daggers through him like he was nothing was perhaps the worst thing of all.

Keigo is bruised from the chains, wings nonexistent, as Enji took care in scorching them down to nothing. He was a mess and struggling, hissing at the guard, who proceeded to slam the man into the floor.

"Show some respect to the new Sultana." Kai commanded, clearly enjoying seeing how the blond practically foamed at the mouth.

"She's my daughter," He hissed between his teeth, "Know your place."

Your gaze sharpened and your voice boomed, "Do not speak, whore, lest I have Akaguro tear your tongue between your teeth."

Dabi briefly mulled over the fact that you sounded so much like him, authoritarian, an intense need to just... Collapse, washing though him as he realized what monster he'd created. He can't speak, he just stared at you.

Keigo looked shocked and indignant at your insult and order, opening his mouth to chide you for language before fingers snapped out and gripped his tongue.

The mercenary was someone deeply close to your mother when they were young, her sense of charity and kindness reached his heart.

Someone that she probably would've married if not for the caste system. He was selfish and he loved her, but keeping her safe from his life of crime meant that he had to let her go... He would.

Akaguro adored you as easily as he did his beloved friend.

So hearing that you were torn apart by the death of your mother, meant he was the perfect sword to point at the opposition.

In pure combat ability, Dabi didn't stand a chance.

Chizome looked to you as your father did.

The latter can see the satisfaction in your eyes, a smile so gentle and relaxed that he wondered how long it had been since he's seen you like that. How long it had been since he’d seen this expression directed at him.

“Let go for now.” You sweetly said, eyes falling over your father.

Before, he took pride in your eyes.

They were blue, the bluest of blue, like his.

As they coldly took him in, as they hardened to ice and threatened to burn him down... He wondered where everything started to go wrong.

You leaned forward a bit.

Your burning gaze didn’t leave him.

Deepening, darkening.

“Do you love me daddy?” You asked softly, so softly that he almost didn’t hear you.

It was shocking, jarring, even more heartbreaking when your eyes instead fill with tears past all the anger.

A sadness that chilled him to the bone.

Breaking his aching heart further.

Especially as your voice trembled, watery.

Just...

Sent a spike of panic straight down to his gut.

Was this why you did it?

Because you believed he didn’t love you anymore?

“Of course.” He didn’t hesitate, didn’t breath as he watched your face.

“Then...” You frown, looking as if you were about to start crying. “Then would you kill for me?”

“Always.”

He meant it.

He’d done it before.

“T - then why do you keep hurting me? Why do you keep hurting my feelings?”

The sob that filled your questions just broke him.

Ripping into his ribcage so painfully that he felt himself feel faint.

“Why did you keep Keigo around knowing I hated him? Knowing that I couldn’t stand him?” You hiccupped, the blond beside you turning to wipe your face with his hands “Is... Is it because you love him more than me?”

“NO!!!” He nearly screamed.

His eyes were wide, manic.

Panic pounding his senses as he realized why you might have done what you did.

That the heartbreak drove you into taking control because you felt unloved.

That he drove you into it.

“Prove it...”

Your blue eyes remained set on him.

There’s cold steel suddenly in his hands, a dagger, long and ornate.

“Kill him.”

A terrified face filled his vision as he turned to his concubine, his former concubine, helpless. He opened his mouth, to beg or plead or speak, Dabi didn’t care. Even as his mind’s eye reminded him of the nights they spent together.

He didn’t love this bastard.

He now knew.

Knew that Keigo caused all of this.

His presence alone made you think that your father didn’t love you more than everything in the whole world. That drove the ugly thoughts of replacement into your lives.

Keigo took you from him too.

He brought the knife down.

Again and again and again and again.

The knife came down in a frenzy, wrenching horrible noises from Keigo’s throat.

Sobs for mercy, of apology.

“Da... bi....”

Dabi slowly returned to his mind’s eye, shaking.

Blood saturated him, from body to hair.

Staring down at the red soaked face of his former lover.

He felt nothing but contempt.

Nothing but hatred pouring through his veins.

A free feeling settled in his heart.

He looked at you, shakily smiling, “See?... I didn’t love him. I could never love him more than you.”

You stared.

Doe eyes wide and soft, still wet and dark.

The smile that graced your lips warmed his heart.

But also confused him.

Why did you look so sad all of a sudden?

“... Darling?”

You didn’t respond and looked behind him, nodding slowly.

“I’m sorry daddy, but there needs to be blood.” There’s almost a shame in you, heavy bags now seen as the light fell from the skylight.

Making you look like the gift from the gods you were.

He didn’t understand.

“And the people have suffered for long enough without retribution.”

Katsuki wrapped his arms around you, tucking you to his chest, kissing the crown of your head.

It made Dabi angry but he was confused more than anything.

“I do love you.” You said quietly. “But I can’t let you live.”

The pain lasted for a moment, just a moment.

He coughed, spitting up blood.

Akaguro’s hands were red, face almost solemn.

Dabi is still looking at you, in the face of his beloved daughter, still with crying eyes and sadness pouring from every pore. The vestiges of his vision begin darkening, body cold.

“I wished things could have been different.”

He did too.

The last thing he saw was the bluest of eyes.

Eyes bore instead by the face of his late wife.

... You really did just look like your mother.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere #yandere imagines #bnha imagines #bnha x reader #mha #mha imagines #my hero academia #mha x reader #reader insert #Female reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #platonic #Dabi #takami keigo #akaguro chizome #bakugo katsuki #dari writes #//DEATH #//blood #//murder #//character death #i-cant-sing

[duckymcdoorknob]

Helloooo Ducky! May I please make an order for a small espresso with no ice? I'd love some sea salt and caster sugar with that! The names on the order are Bakugou and another of your choice! Thank you very much good fellow😍/p

Oh bestie I’m gonna RIP YOUR HEART OUT 😭😭😭

OOH LORDY

Ohhhhh my lord it’s sad as fuck

This one is gonna be a long one!!

POV: ducky doesn’t know shit about chess.

Cross-posted to AO3

CW BELOW THE CUT: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH. DO NOT READ IF THIS IS A SENSITIVE TOPIC FOR YOU!! There is also presence of blood and illness symptoms.

♫ -ᥕᥲі𝗍ᥱr, ᥕᥲі𝗍ᥱr, ⍴ᥱrᥴ᥆ᥣᥲ𝗍᥆r- ☕️

Izuku took a few deep breaths in preparation. Why was he so scared? Bakugo is his best friend. Wait. That’s it. Bakugo is his best friend. His best friend of ten years, who he cherished dearly, who he would do anything for.

Bakugo is his best friend. He may not act like it, but he’s always be willing to help!

The green-haired boy sighed as his hand came up to rap at the blonde’s dorm room door. “Hey, Kacchan? It’s me.”

Low grumblings were heard from the other side of the door, and it opened shortly after. “What is it, nerd?”

“I need a favor.”

The explosive boy sighed harshly. “Come on in.”

Just like he had done many times in the past, Izuku smiled as he took a seat on Bakugo’s bed. “So I need your help with this. All-Might said that I haven’t been myself lately, and I can’t deny what he’s saying.”

The One-For-All user sucked in an anxious breath as he handed his best friend a piece of paper. The blonde took it in confusion and scanned over the contents of the page.

“He told me to set twenty goals for myself. Some things that I’ve always wanted to do, things that always make me happy, things I haven’t done in a while. I was hoping that you would help me complete them.”

Bakugo’s gaze lingered on the final item on the list, but he nonetheless couldn’t help the gentle, upward quirk of his lips. “Sure thing, let’s get to work.”

The two boys set off to complete the list. The first thing they decided to do was learn how to play chess. Izuku had never picked up on how to properly play, so they consulted Sero.

“It’s actually pretty easy. These tiny pieces here…” the brown-haired male chimed, toying the tiny pawn between his thumb and forefinger, “are called the pawns. You have lots of these little guys, but they can’t do much movement.”

The explosive hero-in-training picked up rather quickly, but it took Izuku a bit to catch on.

Bakugo was uncharacteristically quiet and peaceful, explaining each piece in a gentle-toned voice. “This one here is called the rook. It’s like the Hawks of chess pieces, only the queen is stronger.”

“Number Five: learn to play chess.”

Izuku listened intently, but couldn’t help the tears that sprang to his eyes suddenly. He hastily gasped and brought his arms up to wipe his leaking eyes.

“This one here is called the- Deku?” Bakugo furrowed his brows, “What’s on your mind?”

“Mm! N-Nothing. Sorry, I don’t know where that came from.” The green-haired boy chirped in reply as he sniffled a little bit, “I think I’m just really glad that I’m feeling better.”

“Well, good. I can’t beat you if you aren’t at your best.” The blonde replied with a menacing grin.

“Yep! I’ll feel better soon, and then we can race to be number one!” The boy chimed, re-engrossing himself in the chess game.

The day went by without a hitch, with each item easily being crossed off. As the tasks were complete, Izuku’s mood did seem to be improving, but it also seemed to be dropping at the same time.

They were down to the last three items on the list. The first task to tackle was meeting Izuku’s hero. He had already met All-Might, so he opted to meet the hero that saved him and his best friend just a mere year ago.

Kamui Woods.

The two young heroes found a meet and greet that was being held at a nearby bookstore. It would mean standing in line for quite a while, but the two were training heroes, it was nothing that they couldn’t handle.

The two were near the front of the line when Izuku suddenly started coughing harshly. The greenette fell to his knees, clutching his chest as he wheezed for a decent breath.

Bakugo gasped and immediately knelt down. “Deku? What the hell is wrong? Are you okay?”

“N-Nothing! I just need a hug. That’s all, just a hug please.” Tears once again flowed into the choking boy’s eyes, “Please, Kacchan. Just give me a hug, please, please, please.”

The explosive hero obliged without hesitation, wrapping his arms around the One-For-All user. The green-haired boy clawed desperately at his best friend’s back to hug him tightly, coughing painfully into his hand shortly after.

Kamui Woods looked up from his table to see the crumbling heroes. He recognized them instantly: they’re Aizawa’s boys. He rushed to their sides, holding his phone up to his ear to call the aforementioned teacher.

“Eraser, it’s me- Yes I’m fine, it’s one of your kids- Yes, one of yours- I’m taking him to the hospital- yes, him- I’m not sure of his name, he has green hair- Midoriya?” The hero looked at the panicking blonde, who nodded quickly, “Yes, that’s his name- Yes, please bring All-Might- see you soon.”

“Deku? Are you still with me? Hey!” Bakugo yelped, shaking the boy in his arms.

“I’m fine just… just please don’t let go… just hold onto me a little while longer…” the One-For-All user slurred sleepily. Within the next moment, he was out cold on Bakugo’s shoulder.

“Number Twenty: Get a big hug from Kacchan.”

“We need to go. Come with me.” The pro hero demanded, taking off toward the hospital.

—

Three pro heroes and two training heroes sat cramped in the tiny hospital room. There was an uncomfortable silence between them, tension thick enough to cut.

“You wanna tell me what’s going on here, problem child?” Aizawa’s voice was stern, his gaze deadly.

“Number Nineteen: See Mister Aizawa again.”

“I’m not sure. I was just in line to meet Kamui Woods and-“ the boy stopped dead in his tracks, noticing that his hero was in his room, “Oh! Um… hi, sir. Im Izuku, a big fan of yours.”

The hero smiled, “it’s great to meet you, Izuku. You gave me and your friend quite a scare back there.”

“Number Eighteen: Meet my hero.”

“Right, yeah… sorry about that, everyone.”

“Stupid Deku, nearly gave me a freaking heart attack.” Bakugo grumbled, standing up to flick the greenette’s forehead, “You must really love being in this damn hospital, huh?”

Izuku chuckled. “I guess so. Hey, on the bright side, we completed the list!”

Bakugo smiled as he turned to All-Might. “I guess this list idea of yours wasn’t so bad after all. We actually had a lot of fun.”

“What do you mean?” All-Might’s brows were furrowed, “I never-“

“Kacchan.” Izuku called, “Come here. I need another favor.”

Before he could question the older man, the blonde turned his attention to a smiling Deku, who was holding up his thumb.

“Do what I do.” The boy bit the skin on this thumb, drawing a tad bit of blood. He held his thumb up in the air. “Just trust me.”

Bakugo mirrored the action, and stood confused as his friend pushed their bleeding thumbs together.

“Katsuki Bakugo… You are strong enough to inherit my quirk. My power is called One-For-All, and I am passing it down to continue with you. Use it responsibly for the greater good.”

“What are you-” The explosive blonde jumped back as the power began to course through his veins.

“Young Midoriya!-“

“Midoriya!-“

“Izuku!-“

The greenette began to grow paler and colder by the second, feeling the absence of power hit harder than expected. “Kacchan…” the boy trailed off with a sleepy smile, “It’s going to be okay.”

All-Might turned away from the scene, not being able to bear the sight of his most beloved pupil suffering. Aizawa rested a hand on his coworker’s shoulder to show his solidarity.

“Why did you do that?! What the hell is wrong with you?!” Bakugo cried. “I don’t understand- what are you hiding from me?!”

“Kacchan… I’m dying.”

There it was. The cat had been let out of the bag, and all Izuku could do was wait to see his lifelong best friend’s reaction.

“What…? No you’re not.” The blonde shook his head as his features grew angry, “Stop lying, this shit isn’t funny.”

“Do you remember when I told you about how if I overused my quirk too much…” the boy trailed off. “I’ve over-exerted myself… There’s nothing I can do about it, it’s too late to go back… I’m going to die today, I‘ve had a feeling since this morning.”

“But we made sure that you were being more careful! This can’t be happening…” Bakugo couldn’t begin to process the news. “D-Dammit, Deku. Why? Why didn’t you tell anyone? Tell me?” The blonde asked in exasperation, gripping one of the handles on the side of the bed.

“All-Might is the only one who understands. I didn’t want to scare you or make you try to find a cure. I made sure to pass on my quirk to someone important to me. I’m not scared of dying anymore, I’ve come to terms with it.”

“You knew?” Bakugo hissed, whipping his body around to lunge at the ex hero. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard. “After all this time, and you two kept another secret from me? What the hell?!”

Kamui Woods stopped the boy before he could attack his teacher. “Stop. Now is not the time to hold grudges. Go be with your friend, he needs you.”

The explosive blonde retreated to the bed where his best friend took his hands. “I won’t really be leaving, you know that. All of the spirits of the past wielders will come to you.”

“Izuku!” The blonde yelled, voice breaking. “Don’t talk like that! If you knew you were going to die, why would you have us do that stupid list?! It doesn’t make any-”

“Kacchan… “Izuku sighed, dropping Bakugo’s hands, “that was my bucket list.”

Bakugo staggered backwards, breath catching in his throat. The tears he had been trying so desperately to hide came rolling down his cheeks, pattering onto the floor below. He stood dumbfounded, not daring to move or breathe. He stuttered out a few words, his voice exiting his lips in a cracking whisper.

“A-Are you damn serious…? Y-You mean to- to tell me T-that we just spent the entire day-“

“Kacchan…” Izuku’s face fell into a sympathetic look. He patted his lap as a beckon to his childhood friend. He held the boy in his arms to try and comfort him.

“This can’t be real…” Bakugo whimpered.

“You’re going to be a great hero, Kacchan. It’s going to be hard at first, but you’re super strong. Don’t work yourself too hard… please. More importantly, don’t ever give up. I promise I’ll be back by your side very soon.” The green-haired boy murmured as he carded his fingers through his friend’s hair.

The explosive blonde was uncharacteristically quiet, albeit his constant sniffling. The three pro heroes quietly chatted amongst themselves, leaving the room just quiet enough for only Bakugo hear one more uttered gratitude.

“Thank you, Katsuki.”

The explosive hero gasped, shooting upward. “No, no, no, no, no- Izuku! This isn’t- this isn’t goodbye! Please!”

“Take care of him for me… okay?” Izuku’s voice was mousy and strained.

The monitor flatlined.

Bakugo screamed.

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Chapter 9: 18

You couldn’t help but feel self-conscious as the three of you jogged to the station. You could feel his eyes watching your every move. Hamamoto Akira slowed to a brisk walk, you followed his pace and scanned your train pass after he passed the glass doors. Once on your way to the gym, your father couldn’t help but peer down at Bakugo. He contemplated ways to push Bakugo to his limits, to make him beg to stop and rest. Akira had extensive knowledge of training in multiple forms of martial arts, he had even taken classes in the Afro-Brazilian martial art of Capoeira. Your father knew that you took extreme care of exercising your legs, your stamina matched his own when it came to leg day. This is saying something when comparing a 17-year-old and a man in his mid-late 40s who’s been keeping in shape. So maybe he’d stick him with you while you worked out.

After the three of you checked into the gym you made your way to the large empty area near the free weights to start stretching without saying much to your gym buddies. Bakugo dropped his gym bag near you and was bending over to sit next to you to begin his stretch before your father tutted and shook his head at Bakugo.

“Come on kid, you’re going to be with me.” Akira grabbed Bakugo’s collar and pulled him down the mat. With your father otherwise occupied with the brat next door, you popped in your earbuds and stretched while watching the show. You couldn’t tell what they were saying, but Bakugo looked irritated. It felt as if he was gonna pop at any second and start going off on your father. Then he laid eyes on you.

“I don’t know what you do around my daughter,” Akira said to Bakugo, “But I want you to know I don’t approve of you or your attitude, I don’t need you rubbing off on her.”

“Don’t worry,” Bakugo held in his dirty thoughts, “I’m not going to, she keeps clear of me at school. We don’t necessarily hang in the same circles.”

“Good, I’m glad she’s keeping her head on straight,” Akira pulled Bakugo to the ground with him, making him fall into a scrambled crisscross. “I don’t need her ruining her future by thinking about boys, much less having a boyfriend.”

Bakugo watched as you stood and put one foot forward to stretch out your legs, your opposite knee hovered above the ground while the other thigh stretched parallel to the ground. The curve of your ass is accentuated by the purple skin-tight shorts you wore, making him wonder what other positions your ass would look good in. Bakugo ripped his eyes away and focused on his stretches before your father could notice his gaze. 

Your father couldn’t stop your watchful eyes though. You glanced up as Bakugo bent over at the waist, you weren’t exactly turned on by the spectacle of a young man stretching but you were glued to him as he twisted and turned. You almost couldn’t pull away until your father started critiquing his form. Bakugo gritted his teeth and corrected himself until Akira was satisfied. Then your father beckoned him forward to stretch his legs for him. Bakugo grabbed hold of the back of Akira’s knee and pressed forward to stretch out the hamstrings in Akira’s leg. The act was simple and common, but your mind found a way to make it dirty. You imagined Bakugo holding your leg like that and pressing himself even closer to you. The only thing touching Akira at any moment as they stretched was Bakugo’s hands, but in your mind, you could only see and feel the warmth of his hips grinding against you.

You shook your head and took a swig of water before making your way to the leg press, it isn’t time to be thinking things like this, you told yourself. Besides Bakugo’s an asshole that your father already disapproves of and he’s a stark difference from the sweet and kind Haru.

Your 18th birthday had to be special, or at least that’s what Hanai convinced you of. You hadn’t considered a party, only maybe inviting over some friends to hang out and maybe go karaoke with. Hanai had a better idea, have a joint birthday with your friends and family since your birthdays were only a week apart. So here you were, surrounded by the people you loved. Your family and Hanai’s family gathered at your home since it was the larger of the two. Even Chiyo made a trip down with Hinode Kazuki, who met Hanai for the first time.

“Holy SHIT,” Hanai’s jaw dropped as she shook Kazuki’s hand, she looked between Chiyo and him. Her hands slapped down on the kitchen counter, “You didn’t tell me he was this handsome!”

“Language,” Haru was sitting at a stool next to Hanai, giving him the perfect height to jab her in the side. Hanai shut her jaw and pursed her lips, giving her brother a side-eye. Kazuki rubbed the back of his burning neck, making Chiyo squeeze him to her side tighter.

“Well, I said he was attractive,” You shrugged and sipped your juice. Haru’s eyes darted between you and Kazuki across from him. Hinode Kazuki's jaw wasn’t as chiseled as most boys nor his cheekbones for that matter, but he had a boyish charm that was irresistible to some young women. Since you moved away you noticed that Kazuki’s lost some of his baby fat and was looking less and less like how you remembered him. You didn’t mean to, but your eyes drifted below his belt line for a second making you blush as you remembered the encounter you two had just a month before you left your old school. You turned your head to have another sip of your drink, avoiding eye contact with anyone. Haru fought the jealous look he almost shot the other boy as he watched you eye every inch of his body. Haru wasn’t quite sure what came over him the past month since he met you, he felt protective of you like a big brother would be for his little sister but it was different. He assured himself for weeks that it was simply because you weren’t his sister. Then just the other week when he saw you in your yukata with your hair pinned up, he couldn’t help the leap in his chest. He didn’t feel this way for his sister, so what was it?

“Yeah, attractive doesn’t cut it (y/n),” Hanai rolled her eyes.

“Okay, chill,” Chiyo held out a hand to her, “He’s taken by me, so, you can chill out.”

“No, you’re right,” Hanai held her hands up and backed up, “I’m sorry.”

“Since you’re going off about how handsome my boyfriend is, maybe I should start talking about how cute Midoriya is.” Chiyo stuck her tongue out at Hanai, who blushed and took a step towards her.

“I told you to shush about that,” Hanai’s eyes darted around the room and landed on you. Your jaw dropped and your eyes lit up in surprise, but not because her crush was news.

“You two are together?” You gasped.

“N-no,” Hanai sounded defeated. You shut your mouth and rubbed your friend's shoulder as the feeling of unrequited love washed over her. You knew the feeling, the pit in your stomach that felt impossible to fill. You spared a glance at Haru, who looked solemnly at his sister.

“I’m sorry, Hanai,” Chiyo said, coming over to comfort her. “I shouldn’t have brought it up.”

“It’s okay,” Hanai straightened up and sniffed, “I need to get over it, distance from him has been working for me so far though. I haven’t seen him most of the summer and I feel like I can really move on.”

“I’m glad, now we can get you an even hotter college guy!” Chiyo raised her fist, Hanai beamed, and held her fist up alongside her.

“Wait, what about me?” You frowned, exaggerating the feeling by drawing your eyebrows close. “I want a boyfriend.”

“That comes as a surprise,” Hanai said, “Cause every time I tried setting you up with someone you rejected them. So that’s-” She counted on her fingers, you shifted your weight onto one leg and crossed your arms. “-15 boys rejected. Oh, and 3 girls. Me included.”

“Okay, it wasn’t that many,” You rolled your eyes and shook your head, “And I don’t know if I’m into girls or not, so don’t count those.”

“What’s holding you back?” Haru asked, his question surprised you. He was doing it for personal reasons though, as far as you knew he was just asking.

“I don’t know really,” You sat on his question for a second, “I just don’t think any of them were actually interested in me.” And none of them filled the hole in your chest, completed you so whole-ly. That’s not what you said aloud though, it felt cringey and strange to speak something so vulnerable out in the open even if it’s to your close friends.

“What do you mean by that?” Kazuki asked this time, you turned your attention to him.

“Like, people are only into me because my dad was a hero,” You spared a glance at Hanai, you didn’t want to point out the most obvious example in the room at the moment. You’d probably embarrass her for mentioning it aloud, but you could tell when she met your eye that she was thinking what you were thinking. How she only spared you a glance because you were Mizuchi’s daughter.

“Yeah, but people usually don’t know that when they first meet you,” Haru shrugged. “You have other great qualities that could make someone like you.”

“Oh, yeah? Like what?” You felt defensive and small as the space was closing in around you while the questions and conversation got more personal. You felt naked as your friends began to dissect you live in front of them.

“You’re smart and talented,” Kazuki said, “You were the first chair alto saxophone our 2nd year, beating two 3rd years.”

“You kicked those guys’ ass our first day when they broke your phone,” Hanai recalled, “Plus you were there when I got my heart broken. Not to mention you ran almost the entire way to make sure I was safe.”

“Hey, I was gonna mention that,” Haru muttered, the only thing he could contribute without repeating what everyone else said was that you were beautiful in his eyes. Haru’s cheeks blushed at the thought of saying that aloud to you.

“I’ve known you for a long time, (y/n),” Chiyo approached you and put hands on your shoulders, “And I know that right now you’re spiraling in that little brain of yours. So I’m going to reassure you that you are not only as great as we’re saying you are, but better by 100%”

You felt the block of ice in your chest melt from the kind words of your friends, the reassuring feeling that people had your back no matter what. It was a good band-aid, even just for the night. You wrapped your arms around Chiyo’s torso and squeezed her tight.

“What’s going on over here?” Your father's voice came from behind, Akira stood in the archway between the kitchen and the main hall. You and Chiyo let go of each other and turned to see his large figure take up the comically small-looking archway. 

“Teenage angst,” Hanai nodded with a confident smile.

“Sure, something like that,” Haru shrugged.

“Well I came to see how our birthday girls are doing,” He smiled softly, something he didn’t do often. His expression turned sour when he remembered the other reason he sought you out. “Oh, also, there’s another party guest that just arrived.”

Bakugo Katsuki stepped into view, his fists were deep in his pockets as he observed the room around him. His eyes landed on Chiyo and Kazuki, who looked overly excited about the new arrival. Hanai shifted uncomfortably where she stood, but Haru hadn’t met Bakugo officially so he stood to greet him. 

“Horita Haru,” He smiled, “Nice to meet you officially, I’m guessing you attend Aldera High as well.”

“Obviously,” Bakugo rolled his eyes and huffed at the blonde.

“I remember you from the festival,” Haru recalled, “You were there with your parents right?”

It looked like Bakugo was about to jump at Haru to slit his throat until you stepped forward. You placed your cup on the counter and bent at the hips into a bow.

“It’s so nice of you to come,” You forced a smile to your lips as you straightened up, “Thank you for joining us on mine and Hanai’s birthday. I hope you enjoy your time.”

Despite you and your father knowing exactly how ugly the boy could be, he still expected you to hold your tongue and be the better person. That's how he raised you, but boy did you want to start saying snippy comments to Bakugo. If he doesn’t want to be here then why did he come at all? His house is 20 feet away, he can just go.

“I’m going to let you kids get back to it,” Akira nodded and left the room.

“I’ve never seen you get so low for someone,” Bakugo said in a suggestive tone, “Bet I can get you lower.”

“Pervert!” Hanai shouted at him, Haru took a defensive position in front of you. You walked around him and approached Bakugo swiftly. In a few long strides, you were at him with a finger jammed into his chest.

“If you have a problem you can go,” You jammed your thumb in the direction of his home.

“I actually wanted to talk to you about something I overheard,” Bakugo batted your hand away from him. “I heard from a little birdy you’re planning on going to U.A. College.”

“Why exactly are you concerned about my life after high school, stalker?” You crossed your arms over your chest.

“Because that is an elite school,” Bakugo spat, “And I’m the only one in that god-forsaken school that’s going to make it.”

“What makes you say that?” You scoffed.

“You’re not U.A. material, and you never will be,” Bakugo’s condescending voice burned into your mind. “Neither you nor that green-haired brat is going to make it, got that? I’m smarter, stronger, and simply better than both of you combined.”

“I don’t know about that,” You smirked, “Last I remember, you and I were tied for rankings in the last two terms. I’m more than certain I can beat you this next term.”

“Yeah right,” Bakugo scoffed, “I’m supposed to believe that when you hang out with those two dolts at school?”

“I should be saying the same about you,” You tapped your chin as you recalled passing him by in an alley in a shopping district not too far from the school. He was with his usual lackeys. “Don’t you rot your body with cigarettes with your buddies?”

Bakugo came even closer to you, any closer and his nose would be touching yours. You could feel the heat radiating off of his body and every part of your body was firing off this tingly sensation. Even your mind wanted you to grab him and pull him close in an animalistic desire for contact. You weren’t sure if you were just desperate and sexually frustrated at this point, or if you actually wanted Bakugo. You knew for certain you didn’t quite feel the same urge when it came to Haru, it was different with him. Haru was kind and sweet, but Bakugo was bold and rash. 

“Don’t you dare mention that again,” Bakugo said in a low deep voice. It made you feel even crazier for his touch. Haru stepped forwards and put a hand on Bakugo’s chest, pushing him back to put himself between the two of you. You sighed a breath you didn’t realize you were holding in and stepped back from the boys.

“Back off man,” Haru was just a bit taller than Bakugo, the former’s head only coming up to Haru’s nose.

“Oh yeah?” Bakugo snarled, “What are you going to do about it?”

Bakugo’s hands popped as the sweat he excreted from his palms ignited. As the pops intensified and his fist reared back to throw a punch, Haru raised his open hand and a thin veil appeared between the two of them. Bakugo’s fist bounced against the invisible shield and almost hit himself in the head. 

“Cheap trick,” Bakugo flicked the veil between them, “Now put it down and fight me like a real man.”

“Real men don’t fight in front of innocent bystanders, much less on someone’s birthday in their home.” Haru’s voice was stern and deeper than it normally was, it was as if there was a switch that flipped inside him. “You should leave.”

Bakugo scoffed, shook his head, and turned to leave. Once he reached the archway, he turned and then reached into his pocket. He pulled out a thin box with a small envelope on it, he tossed it towards Haru who had already put down his shield. Haru caught it and watched as Bakugo left, he turned his attention to the box in his hands and then handed it to you. A thin square silver box tied with a thin purple ribbon and bow. The tiny envelope on top was addressed to you, the writing was very feminine so you assumed the gift was from Mitsuki. 

“What is it?” Hanai approached, looking over as you opened the package. You untied the bow and opened the box to reveal a thin gold bracelet with a small rectangular ruby stone embedded in the band. You slipped it on your wrist and opened the envelope attached to the top.

“Happy Birthday, we hope you find happiness, strength, and courage as you push onwards to your next journey. Good luck! - Bakugo Mitski & Masaru. Bakugo Katsuki”

The boy's name was scribbled in last as an afterthought in his handwriting. His parents must have made him sign, you thought.

“It’s a bracelet with my birthstone on it from the Bakugo’s.” You held up the note and rotated your wrist to show it off.

“Katsuki?” Hanai’s voice raised an octave as she exclaimed.

“No, his parents,” I guess technically him too, you thought as you looked down at his name. “They’re sweet people, I don’t know what happened to that kid though.”

“You could say that again,” Haru sighed and walked past you to grab himself another cup of lemonade.

“Okay, I lied,” Hanai approached you quickly from behind as you slipped on your school shoes. You picked up your regular loafers and slipped them into your locker, you stood up and raised your eyebrows in a ‘How am I not surprised?’ sort of look. You didn’t even have to say anything for her to read your body language and assume what you meant. “I just saw Izuku, and I don’t think I can face him today. I think space was the opposite of what I needed.”

The tears started to make her eyes shine and her bottom lip quacked. You looked behind her out the windows to see Izuku just entering the school grounds. You reached down to Hanai’s locker and pulled out her shoes quickly.

“Come on, let’s go,” You said bending down to pull off her shoes quickly. “Get in your shoes.”

Hanai slipped on her shoes and you stuffed her loafers into the locker. You stood up and watched as Izuku began to make his way up the stairs outside. You hooked your arm around Hanai’s and pulled her along the hallway toward the lady’s room.

“We can’t let him see you like this,” You said, “Much less let you see him. Let’s blot those tears and try to figure out what to do with our day. Yeah?”

“Yeah,” She sniffled and wiped a tear with her handkerchief. The two of you made it to the restroom where you found a couple of girls adding on makeup and fixing their hair with hot irons. The girls were too busy making themselves over to bother with the crying 3rd year that just entered. Hanai wiped and wiped as the tears kept rolling, you wrapped an arm around her shoulder and laid your head on it. 

“You think we should skip? We can avoid him entirely if we’re just not here.” You spoke softly, “My parents are at work so it’s not like they would know I skipped, and if they did I’d just say my stomach was hurting and I was sick. Easy.”

“I don’t want... You to... Have to... Lie... Because... Of me,” She said between sniffles. 

“I want to though, I’m here for you okay?” You said, “Whatever you need, you just say the word.”

“I just want him!” She wailed and turned to hug you, crying into your shoulder. You looked over to the other girls who looked back through the mirror, you could tell by the way their lips tugged down they understood the feeling all too well. The lightbulb went off in your mind as you looked at the ledge in front of the other girls.

“Two things we can do,” You said softly as you patted her hair, “We can either skip classes today or we can see if the girls will help do a makeover before classes. Then he won’t be able to stop himself from looking at you and kicking himself for letting you get away.”

“You really think that will work?” Hanai sniffled. The girl closest to you two approached cautiously and raised a makeup brush.

“Works every time, trust us,” She pointed at the girl in the middle doing her hair in big curls. “Remi got her heartbroken over the summer by this boy in her class and we’re doing the same for her.”

Remi looked back and nodded confidently despite the sheen in her eyes. 

“I did it last term, and now I have a steady boyfriend,” The girl touched Hanai’s shoulder softly, “Trust me, it works.”

“I guess,” Hanai looked between the other girls who had turned their attention to her and you. “I guess it couldn’t hurt to try.”

“That’s the spirit!” The girl pumped her fist, “I’m Tsuzuhara Yuki, Class 2-C.”

“Horita Hanai, Class 3-A.” She said as she wiped her snot and tears from her face.

“Hamamoto (y/n), Class 3-A, nice to meet you.” You said, “Thank you for helping her.”

“Us girls gotta stick together, right?” Tsuzuhara’s smile was bright and cheery for a Monday morning.

“Right,” Hanai nodded with a smile, the newfound confidence beaming off of her.

You could watch your phone's clock as the time for classes to begin quickly approached. It took the girls 10 swift minutes to put together Hanai’s new look. She had a natural blush, eye makeup that made her look more striking, and soft glossy pink lips. The girls didn’t dare touch her already beautifully curled hair. Hanai gently touched her cheek and began to tear up again, she blotted her eyes and turned to hug each of the girls that helped. All the while holding in her tears. You both said your thanks and made your way to your class.

Izuku sat in his usual seat scribbling away in his notebook about who knows what. You couldn’t help but notice how he filled out his uniform more than the term before. It looked like he was bulking up but now instead of the black military uniform draping over the thin frame it fit him snugly in some places. Hanai pulled on your arm hard, jerking you in the direction she pulled.

“I don’t think I can do this,” The two of you stood in the doorway of the class. You looked behind to see a few students you knew were in your class approach.

“You have to, come on,” You tugged her along, “We went through a whole makeover too, it’s too late to back out now.”

Hanai whined as you tugged her along to a pair of desks in the far front row of the class. For Izuku to notice Hanai’s look, he’d have to look up. You held a hand up to stop Hanai from sitting, with your other hand you shuffled through your bag for a dense book. You pulled out a required reading of the 1890s to present poem collection and dropped it on the desk in front of you. You glanced to the back of the row to see Izuku double-take. Hanai forced a sweet smile, waved her fingers at him, and sat down behind you. You slid sideways into your seat so you could still talk to her, but as soon as she seated herself her head went down and her arms wrapped around her head. You patted her head and turned in your seat to face forward as the melodic tones signaled the first day of your last term of high school.

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Part 2

Izuku followed Kirishima and Bakugo straight through the gate. Izuku's car held some essential personal things and the other stuff he could love without and buy later when the time came again.

In reality, he didn't want to take anything. Izuku watched as, just as soon as the car was parked, Bakugo ripped open the passenger side door and ran up to the building straight inside.

"Bakugo! You have to wait!" Kirishima called after him. Izuku laughed a little. Izuku parked the car next to theirs and followed them inside.

"I'm going to go and talk to the building manager!" Izuku called out. Kirishima then gave him a thumbs up, signaling that he heard Izuku. Izuku walked the opposite way towards the door that read 'office' and knocked on it.

"Come in." A muffled voice called out. Izuku opened the door, and a young girl was sitting there. He could tell how old she was by looking at her, so he didn't know.

"Can I help you?" The girl asked. Izuku shook his head to clear away his thoughts so he could focus on the task before him.

"Yes, I'm looking for the building manager. Are you it?" He asked again. The girl gave a small laugh and shook her head.

"No. I'm just filling in while on their lunch break. Is there something I can help you with?" She asked.

"My name is Izuku Midoriya, and I was coming to see if you had any single rooms left. I know it's a bit late in the school year…." Izuku started to say and then trailed off. The girl smiled at him, pulled out a binder, and flipped through some pages.

"What year are you in?" She asked.

"Third," Izuku answered. He was expecting some snarky comment about how he hasn't found a mate yet, and he's already in his third year of high school.

"We do have a few left. I can show you and let you pick from what we have to offer if you'd like." She asked. Izuku smiled and nodded. At that moment, a little bit of the weight on his shoulders was lifted.

The girl held out her hand.

"My name is Hikari; I'm a second year." The girl stated, holding her hand out, and Izuku shook it with his hand.

"It's nice to meet you." He commented, shaking hands together. The two of them left the room, making some small talk. Izuku learned that Hikari was an all-might fan. Ever since she was younger, she and Izuku bonded over that.

It felt nice, Izuku thought to himself. Uraraka would always tell me to be quiet or how tired she was, so I would stop talking about All might. Izuku thought. The pair made it to the first room, Hikari unlocked the door, and Hikari stepped aside so that Izuku could walk in first.

"This is one of the rooms we have available." She said and allowed him to walk around checking everything out. When he walked back to Hikari, he noticed a bunch of other people coming up and down the hallways and in and out of rooms.

Izuku wanted to find a place that was a little quieter.

"I'm not feeling this one," Izuku commented. Hikari nodded and locked the door once Izuku stepped out.

"That's ok; let's go to the next one," Hikari says. When Izuku went to the next one, he looked out the window and couldn't see anything. Just another part of the building.

"Nope, I don't like that one. You can't see anything out the window." Izuku commented. Hikari laughed.

"Yea, not many people pick this one." She states. They walked out of the room, and Hikari locked it.

"Alright, we have one more room to show." She says, and Izuku nods and follows a little behind. As the pair got closer and closer to the room, Izuku noticed how there wasn't much traffic around, hardly any doors.

Izuku had a fantastic feeling that this was the one; this was the room he wanted. Now, if he could see a little out the window, it would be perfect. He comments to himself, and he is getting all excited.

"Alright, this is the last room. I hope you like it." She says. Hikari opens and lets Izuku go into the room.

When Izuku first walked inside, It was like a mini apartment, and it wasn't too big but wasn't small either. There were two big windows, and he didn't hear the people next to him or around him.

This was it! This is the room he wanted.

He looked to Hikari.

"I'll take it!" He exclaims. Hikari's face lit up.

"Yay! I am so glad you like it!" She comments. They lock the room up again and head back out towards the office.

"Alright, I am so glad you like it, and we are so happy and lucky to have you stay here with us. I need you to go over and sign some things, and then we can give you a key." Hikari tells Izuku.

While signing the documents, Izuku decides to make some small talk.

"Do you live in the dorms too?" He asked. A part of him was wondering. It would be nice to have a friend to talk to. Hikari nods her head.

"Yea, I do. I'm in my second year and stay in the room below yours." Hikari comments. Izuku looks up at her, and Hikari has a smile on her face.

"That makes me happy. It's nice to know someone here." Izuku says, a bit sad.

"If you don't mind me asking. What made you decide to move back to the dorms?" Hikari asks. Izuku tenses up a little.

"Well, I'll be truthful. I'm sure it's going to spread like wildfire. My ex-girlfriend cheated on me, and I discovered she has been cheating on me since we started dating." Izuku tells her. He feels a little bit better about the whole thing when he comes out with it.

"I'm sorry to hear that, but if there's anything you need. Just let me know." Hikari comments. Izuku nods.

"Thank you. I'll keep that in mind." Izuku says; he feels a little lighter, a little warmer than before, knowing he made a friend.

Suddenly there was a bang on the door.

"Open up! I know you're in there, Hikari!" A voice from the other side of the door calls. Izuku recognized it immediately. Hikari giggles and stands up, walking to the door. She opens in and is then tackled to the ground by a blur of blonde.

"Bakugo! You can't just tackle people!" Kirishima scolds. Hikari just giggles, and bakugo lays there. Izuku is sitting at the table, just confused all around.

"Can someone explain to me what's going on?" He asks. Kirishima just noticed Izuku at the table.

"Oh! Midoriya! This is Bakugo's friend Hikari. They're in the same class and have been friends since diapers.

Izuku looks toward Hikari.

"Are you an-?" Izuku starts with Hikari finishing his sentence.

"An omega? Yea, I am." She says with a smile. Bakugo still ontop of her.

"How did I not smell you or anything?" He asks out loud.

"I have scent blockers on, There aren't too many Omegas here, and I don't want an alpha to force themselves on me," Hikari explains, and Izuku feels sick. Not because Hikari presented as an omega but because there are worthless pieces of crap that force themselves onto others.

"I run out of scent blockers pretty quickly these days, So Kirishima lets me borrow some of his hoodies with his scent on them so it can ward off any unwanted attention," Hikari explains. Midoriya nods.

"Alright, Bakugo. We can talk to Hikari in a little bit. Just let her finish working, and we can get something to eat, ok?" He asks. Bakugo begrudgingly gets off of Hikari and walks away with Kirishima holding his leash.

Hikari stood up and walked back to the other side of the table just as Izuku finished the paperwork. He gave it back to her so she could look it over.

"Say… Hikari?" Izuku started. She looked up from the paperwork and noticed Izuku was already looking at her.

"If anyone ever gives you trouble or you need something with an alphas scent on it. Come to me, ok?" Izuku commented lowly. He could feel his inner alpha seeping out a little bit.

Hikari smiled.

"Of course, I will. Now that I know you will be a floor lower than me." She says.

Hikari once again holds her hand out.

"Welcome to the UA dorms." She says cheerily. Izuku can't help but smile and shake her hand.

"Thank you." He comments and gives a big smile back.

#mha fluff #mha #fluff story #bnha x reader #boku no hero fanfic #established couple #my hero acedamia #boku no hero academia #love #mha smut #mha fanfiction #mha deku #class 1a #midoriya izuku #alpha izuku midoriya #alpha #bakugo katsuki #best friend #best friends #mha kirishima #bakugou x kirishima #krbk fanfic #omega #oc character #izuku midoriya x oc #bnha smut #bnha angst

[iambabygorl]

hello lovey! Its me again duhhh, can we get a todobaku x reader please? I literally am in love with all the fics you have been writing like DILF EREN CAN RAIL ME- 😫😫

Ahhh RIGHT? Dilf Eren is superior. And I am so so happy to hear you enjoy my writing! That means the world to me❤️ also I’m excited to write this! I hope you like it!

Synopsis: in which you have the pleasure of sharing a community shower with two very attractive, young heroes, who both happen to be incredibly hung:)

Warning: 18+ and characters are aged up of course. Never in my life did I think I’d write a threesome…

Masterlist

Ouch.

There’s nothing like being thrown out of a six story building and landing right on the pavement in the middle of the city on a Saturday at 2 A.M.

You groaned as you rolled over to your side, lifting a hand up to wipe the blood off your lip and silently curse the honking taxis that demanded that you get out of the street.

“Alright, alright. Geez…” you grumbled as you stood on shaky legs, carefully tiptoeing over the shattered glass and accepting your failure at catching the rhinoceros individual you were fighting and chasing after.

Not without help at least.

“You stupid or something? What the hell was that?”

Speak of the devil.

“Hello, Dynamite. Fancy seeing you here. You happen to see which way that rhino looking dude went?”

Bakugo scowled as he hopped down off the roof of the car he was perched on, landing beside you on the sidewalk. His angry gaze didn’t leave yours as he approached you, reaching a hand out to push you aside.

“That Icy Hot bastard and Deku are after him. Just go back to the agency. You’re no help after falling from the top floor.”

“Why do you care? Wanna take all the credit for stopping that villain?”

The man whipped around to face you again, seeming to anger even more before he approached you, grabbing the arm that wasn’t holding your bleeding side that was impaled with a glass shard.

He began to drag you to the flashing lights of the emergency vehicle speeding through traffic to meet the driver halfway.

“Would I be here with you if I cared about that? What the hell is wrong with you?”

You winced as he walked faster, the both of you leaving a trail of your blood dripping on the sidewalk as the paramedics rushed to your sides to steady the glass shard.

Bakugo stood a small distance away as he watched the medics remove the glass and clean and bandage your wound.

Just as they finished checking for broken ribs, you saw the two other men you were patrolling with headed your way.

“Y/N?! Are you okay?” Midoriya asked as he was grabbed by a medic who sat him down on a stool beside the ambulance to be checked out.

“Yeah, I’m all good. Surprisingly enough, a six story fall isn’t enough to break my bones. That’s a new record I think.”

The freckled man just stared at you, mouth agape as Bakugo took a step towards you, reaching out a finger to poke the area close to where your stomach was previously impaled.

“Ow! What the hell, man?”

“Mhm. Look at you acting all tough then folding at a little poke to the stomach. You didn’t come out of this unscathed. If you had a mirror to see your face right now, maybe you’d understand that.”

You scoffed at the blonde man, ignoring the embarrassed blush that crept up your cheeks. You reached a hand up to wipe at your lip, licking off the dried blood that now stuck to the corner.

“I’m fine. He wasn’t even that tough. If I hadn’t been thrown out that window, I’m sure I would have taken him without help.”

Todoroki chimed in, stepping forward to grab a disinfectant cloth package, ripping it open before grabbing your chin softly and wiping away the dirt and blood that was caked on your face.

“There. No need to worry about that now. You look perfect. Camera ready.”

Your eyes bore into his, heat creeping up your neck as he softly smiled down at you, pulling his hand off your chin to playfully tap it with his fist.

You softly smiled and went to stand, preparing to meet the reporters that had already begun yelling questions and flashing cameras in your direction.

“Move, two-tone. I’ll help her up.”

You chuckled as Bakugo reached out to aid you in standing.

“This is gold. Wait until I tell Kiri about how you’re acting right now.”

“You tell him, and I’ll put that glass back into YOURE stomach, you got that? I’m only helping because if you fall in front of these reporters, you’ll make me look stupid too.”

Deku grunted as he stood up, reaching his arms above his head as he stretched his bandaged up limbs.

“You sure about that Kacchan? I think it’s because you actually might care.”

“Shut your face, Deku. You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

You felt another arm snake around your waist, helping level out your stance.

“I don’t care if you know I care, Y/N. I won’t let you fall in front of the reporters. Even if you did….I don’t think I’d be embarrassed.”

Your features softened again at Todoroki’s words.

“Thank you, Todo. You’re so kind.”

“Really?? I’m literally right here! I was helping you walk before they even got here!”

“Yeah, but you complain too much about it, Bakugo.”

The blonde grumbled as you all neared the microphones and cameras, the four of you plastering smiles on tired faces as you prepared to speak about how you all captured yet another villain.

*******************************************************

Weeks passed and the hero commission continued to pair the four of you together, stating that the press and the fans loved the mash up.

You and Deku were thrilled to hang out more, your friendship and passion for the job growing each day.

Todoroki had also opened up more. His soft smile began to become more permanent each morning when you locked eyes with his heterochromatic ones. He would often find himself gravitating towards you, and he could be rather blunt with his words, causing you to blush when he would compliment you any way he could.

Bakugo remained…indifferent to the team that had formed between the four of you. His lingering eyes and hidden smile quickly turned sour when you caught him. He’d never got a second let you or the other two believe something as trivial as a coworker make his tough exterior crack.

“Good morning, Katsuki!”

“Shut up, you damn ball of energy. No one is ready for all of that this early in the morning,” Bakugo said as he leaned against the wall in the agencies break room. He was the second to arrive, like always, and he wasn’t ready for your cheerful attitude.

“Joyful as ever I see. There’s coffee in the pot. Drink a couple of cups and sit down. Sho and Zuku will be here shortly.”

He grumbled as you finished speaking, slinging a chair out and straddling the back as he propped his arms on the top. He watched as you fiddled with the page of your book. His body relaxed as he melted into the seat, face softening at your calm expression as you reached a hand up to scratch where your mask sat on top of your hair out of its usual spot.

“Why do you call me that.” His gruff tone startled you as you tore your gas from the book.

“What? Katsuki? It’s your name, isn’t it?”

He grunted before dropping his arms over the chair in front of him.

“Yeah, but you call them nicknames.”

Your eyebrows furrowed at this. Was he mad that you them nicknames? Was it unprofessional or something?

“Well, I just thought-”

“Well you just didn’t think nothing. I’ve been waiting to get one of those, and you must not have thought up a good one yet. How long are you going to take with that?” He asked as he leaned back, tilting his head away as a light pink blush worked its way up his neck, making him pout his lips in frustration.

You blinked a few times, trying to break down his anger.

“So….you want a nickname?”

“Do I need to spell it out for you? Yes. I do.”

You chuckled at this, resting a hand on your chin as you leaned into the table and gazed up at him through squinted eyes.

“I could always call you ‘Kacchan’.”

“Please don’t. A different one.”

You patted your cheek in thought, a soft smile tugging at your lip as a light bulb flickered in your head.

“Okay, Suki.”

He let his expressions get the better of him as a smirk lifted the corner of his lip.

“Much better.”

As he finished, the door to the room was swung open, Izuku and Shoto filing in with tired eyes and unzipped costumes, the arms tied around their waists to display their toned chests and scars.

“Oh, good morning! We weren’t aware you guys were in here. We just got done with a run,” Izuku said as he tried to discreetly tug his hero costume up.

Your eyes widened and a blush burned your cheeks. You had seen the guys shirtless before, but it was still a sight for sore eyes.

“A run?? Are you crazy, or fucking dumb? We are about to go on a twelve hour patrol!” Katsuki yelled in disbelief.

“….it was a pretty morning. The sunset was nice. Want to see, Y/N?” Todoroki asked as he stepped towards you, nonchalantly standing taller as he hovered over you and thumbed through his phone.

Bakugo grunted as he watched the shirtless man place himself close to you, bodies bumping each other as you smiled at the pictures.

Something in him burned even more when he saw how your eyes flicked over Todoroki, checking him out.

“Cut the flirting short, half-n-half. We have 15 until we head out. Go get a cold shower.”

Your jaw dropped slightly at the blondes words. Before any of you could respond. He stomped out of the room and slammed the door behind him.

From across the room, Midoriya sighed as he sat the coffee pot down, pacing across the room with a gentle smile.

“Sorry about him. I’ll go check on him.”

He quietly left the two of you standing alone, bodies still brushing against each other with dumbfounded looks on your faces.

“Well then, that was strange. Bakugo is always angry about something.”

You nodded at Shoto’s words, turning to meet face to chest.

“Uh, Y/N?”

“Mhm?”

“You look…warm today.”

You quickly jerked your head up, eyes meeting his as your blush grew along with your confusion.

“Warm?”

Shoto reached out, placing a hand to your cheek, your body reacting causing you to lean into his touch slightly.

“Yes. Your cheeks are warm. Perhaps you should take your hero costume off.”

He took a step forward at this, lifting a hand to brush a stray piece of hair behind your ear. Your breath stopped at the close proximity between the two of you and at his comment.

“Oh, heh, I’m fine! It’s just toasty in here! It’s probably from the coffee as well. No need to strip naked!”

Shoto blinked as the gears in his brain turned.

“Okay. But I’ll help you if you get too hot. The summer heat can get bad.”

“Sho, did you just offer to help me strip?”

“….I think I just did. I could always use my ice too.”

You threw your head back in a chuckle, causing Shoto to turn slightly red at the thought.

“I think we should go on patrol on that note.”

“Yes, I do as well,” he replied stiffly.

*******************************************************

The four of you walked the curry streets for hours, only stopping to grab a bite to eat, then continued to patrols until the sun had set.

The agency building came into view as you all drug your feet, everyone exhausted from the uneventful day. The only excitement happened when a man with smoke quirk tried to rob a bank. You quickly put a stop to it, but not before running into the smoke and getting a right hook to the eye.

“Ugh, I’m so tired. Today felt extra long,” you said with a groan as you stretched your arms above your head. A yawn escaped you as you finished your sentence.

The three men had fallen in step behind you, watching your limbs stretch as they caught your contagious yawn.

“Very long. How is your eye, Y/N?” Izuku asked as he met your pace and fell into step beside you.

The other two narrowed their eyes at their friend. A blush was visible on his cheeks as he talked with you. His hand brushed yours as he laughed at something you said.

Shoto grunted as he felt a heavy hand stick out in front of him, slowing his pace as it pushed against his stomach. Once they had fell a little ways behind you two, he turned to Katsuki and saw the anger in the blonde man’s eyes.

“Something wrong?”

Katsuki clicked his tongue as he scoffed, crossing his arms as he stood tall.

“You think? Since when are those two so chummy? They have something going on?”

Shoto narrowed his eyes in thought, redirecting his gaze to you and his friend. He hadn’t noticed that you and Midoriya had gotten any closer. You two have always been friends, so what’s the big deal?

“I haven’t noticed anything.”

“Whatever is going on, I don’t like it.”

“Why not? They seem like a good match.”

Katsuki let out a loud “ha” at Shoto’s comment.

“Ha! You’re even more clueless than me! I know you like her too.”

Shoto felt heat travel up his body.

“Like her…too?”

“Yeah, I mean, she’s alright or whatever,” Katsuki quickly recovered. His face felt hot, but he swallowed it down as he kicked a rock on the pavement.

“So,” Shoto started, “what now? What if her and Midoriya are together?”

“Then we keep our crushes to ourselves. I might not like him, but she should be happy.”

Shoto nodded, turning his head to the ground.

“And if they aren’t together?”

“Then we make her ours before he can.”

*******************************************************

“I call dibs on the big shower!” You exclaimed as you all made it to the locker room.

“That’s fine! You deserve it after all of your hard work! I think I’m just going to go home and shower. Do you need anything for your eye before I go?” Izuku asked as he began to change into his sweats.

“Oh, no! Thanks, Zuku. I’m just going to shower and hit the sack. See ya!”

Once you had grabbed your toiletries bag and clothes, the guys waited until they heard the sound of water in the shower room in the back before they took action.

“Hey, Deku, what’s with you and Y/N?”

Izuku furrowed his brows as he pulled his T-shirt over his head.

“What do you mean?”

“We were just curious about your relationship. You two seem really close these days.”

Izuku smiled at Todoroki’s words, looking down at his duffel bag as a blush dusted his cheeks.

“She’s just a good friend is all. She’s beautiful and kind and strong. I respect her.”

The other two let out a breath of air they didn’t know they were holding.

“So, y’all aren’t together, right?”

“Oh, no! Not that I wouldn’t be honored to be with her!! I’m sure she would be a wonderful significant other, but I just haven’t thought much about it —”

“Ugh, we get it, dammit! You aren’t together. That’s all I needed to know. Now go home.”

Midoriya chuckled at Katsuki’s annoyance, throwing his bag over his shoulder as he left.

Katsuki smirked as he turned to Shoto. He undid his gauntlets, placing them on the bench between the two men.

“Well, how about a nice shower, icy-hot?”

*******************************************************

You moaned as the hot water met your skin, quickly soothing your aching joints. The steam warmed you to the core, making the hairs around your neck and forehead curl.

As you lathered your body with soaps and body wash, you didn’t hear the shower room door open. You didn’t hear the two pairs of feet that neared the curtains that surrounded you on all sides.

You did however see the shadow that showed through the curtain to your right, drawing a screech from your lips.

“Shit, woman! It’s just me!” Katsuki’s angry voice yelled over the water.

“I’m sorry! You’re the one who creeped up beside me!”

“I just want a damn shower. What? Icy-Hot didn’t scare you? Is his shadow nicer than mine or something?”

You turned to the left and saw the leaner shadow of Shoto. His thin and tall stature stretching to turn the shower head on.

“No. His lighting must be better than yours. Yours is kind of dim,” you replied as you looked at the light fixture above you all.

“That’s stupid. But yours must be great. I can see your tits.”

You scoffed as you reached your hands up to cover yourself which only made Katsuki roar with laughter. Once you heard his shower head turn on, you slowly lowered your hands to continue your shower.

As your washed the suds off your back, you heard a voice clear from the other shower.

“Did you need something, Sho?”

“Uh, do you have extra shampoo? I forgot mine.”

“You want to smell like a girl, dumbass? Just use the extra.”

“Suki, shush. Of course you can use mine, Sho!”

You passed your shampoo from the front side of the curtain, shaking off the feeling of his warm hand brushing yours.

You continued to wash yourself off in silence as your thoughts began to wonder, and pretty soon, so did your eyes.

Here you were, showering in the same room as two, very, very handsome men, with the most convenient lighting, yet most inconvenient, unfortunate, brutally tragic, perfect lighting ever.

Your eyes had watched the blonde man on your right as his bulky body washed off grime and sweat from beside you. His strong, beefy arms lathered his well defined chest and sculpted abs. You even noticed how nice of an ass the angry man had. It could rival yours.

And oh, that unforgiving, terrible, treacherous light…it shined down to the very angry and very large package that Katsuki Bakugo was blessed with. 

It had to have been fully erect. It looked heavy with its impressive length and girth, angled down as the equally heavy balls swung behind it.

You wondered how it might feel…

You cringed as shook those thoughts and images out of your mind, squeezing your eyes shut as you turned to your left. You felt gross for peaking, but he checked you out first, right? Call it payback.

You sighed as you peeled your eyes open, rubbing a hand across the back of your neck when your breath caught in your throat.

You hadn’t forgotten about the other gorgeous man on this side, and there he stood in all his glory, toned arms scrubbing at his hair with your shampoo as his own hard cock bounced with his movements.

His length was a bit thinner than Bakugo’s, but not any less impressive. And you felt your mouth water as it swung and slapped against his lower stomach.

“Ah, fuck.” You heard a soft whisper come from said man you were currently spying on like a creep.

“What now?” Katsuki asked in annoyed tone.

“The water turned cold.”

You chuckled at how soft Shoto’s words sounded. They were tired and made him sound defeated.

“I forgot that shower was the worst one. Mine still has hot water. You can use it when I’m through—”

Your words were cut short as the shower curtain between you and Shoto was thrown to the side, making you screech and throw your hands across your chest and crotch in an attempt to shield yourself.

“What the fuck, Todoroki?! I said after I’m finished!”

His face remained calm and emotionless as he stared at you.

“Oh, I heard you say I could use it.”

“What the hell? You’re not going to shower with her alone. This isn’t what we agreed on!” Bakugo shouted as he threw open his own curtain.

You backed against the wall passed the water, cold tile meeting your back as you scanned their faces through the falling water.

“Excuse me?! This is my shower! I didn’t invite you guys!”

“Do you want us to leave?”

Your hands loosened their grip on your private areas as you stared at the two men. Their hooded gazes and leaking cocks stared right back at you.

“Fuck it. What’s mine is yours.”

Katsuki smirked as he stepped forward into the water, droplets pouring over his wet hair as he looked down at you, reaching a hand up to grip your cheeks, pushing your lips into a pout.

“That’s a good girl. Always so kind.”

Shoto came to stand next to you, a hand reaching up to ghost across your neck as he squeezed gently. His hand loosened its grip as his fingers grazed across your chest, coming to pry your hand from your breasts, allowing them to be exposed fully once again.

“You’re right, Katsuki. These do look good. Even better than through the curtain.”

You gasped as you felt a hand reach between your legs and cup your own hand that still fought to cover some of your decency.

Katsuki’s rough fingers fell over yours, moving your fingertips in a gentle circle across your clit, drawing a moan from the back of your throat.

“That feels good, huh?” His smirk made you roll your eyes, making his grip on your face tighten.

“Think twice before doing that again.”

“Bakugo, don’t be so rough. She’s not made of stone.”

“Yeah, we’ll she’s not made of glass either. She’s begging for you to touch her already. Look at her poor neglected nipples.”

You moaned as Katsuki pressed harder between your thighs. The pressure he added made you arch your back off the wall, allowing Shoto to angle his head down to suck on your right breast. You groaned, bringing a hand up to brace yourself against Katsuki’s chest as the other laced itself in Shoto’s hair.

“Oh, fuck. Please, more. I need more.”

Katsuki chuckled as he directed your gaze back to him. “Such a greedy little thing, aren’t you?”

He leaned down, meeting your lips in a feverish kiss. Shoto bit your sensitive nipple, making your mouth open in a gasp, allowing Katsuki to slip his tongue inside and claim you even more.

Two fingers prodded at your entrance, pushing past your folds and sliding knuckle deep within you.

Shoto slid a hand around to your clit, matching Bakugo’s pace as he toyed with you.

Your moans grew louder, vibrating Katsuki’s chest as your nails dug into his shoulders, signaling that your first orgasm was fast approaching.

Once your high washed over you, your body trembled as Shoto let go of your breast’s with a pop of his mouth, his fingers still circling you as your body came down from ecstasy.

“I hope you know we aren’t through with you.”

Katsuki’s words hardly had time to register before Shoto was pulling you into his arms, his hand pulling at your thigh so you could hike it over his hip.

“Can I?” He asked, the head of his dick poking at your leaking entrance.

“Yes, Sho. Please.”

Without another word, he leaned your back against the cool, tiled wall again, easing himself inside as he did. Inch by inch, he sank deeper until you felt your thighs meet his as he bottomed out.

You threw your head back with a sigh, walls clenching around his length. He groaned at the action, leaning forward to bite your neck to silence himself.

A few seconds more passed by before he began to move. His lips kissed up your neck as he delivered shallow thrusts inside of you.

“More, Sho. You don’t have to be so gentle.”

Oh how you wished you could take back your words.

Without a second thought, Shoto began to quicken his pace. Skin slapped against skin as he bottomed out every time, hips stuttering every few thrusts as he groaned at your tightening walls.

His lips soon found yours, his slightly chapped ones molding with yours perfectly.

The hand he has on your thigh to keep it in place on his hip began to tighten its grip, bruising the pinched skin.

“I’ve wanted to do this for a very long time. You’re so pretty. So sweet. You were worth the wait, Y/N.”

Your face contorted in pleasure as his thrusts become sloppy, his words and the warm sensation from his hands massaging into your thigh and lower back making you near your second orgasm.

Shoto pushed you closer to him as he came inside you, groaning into your chest as he did. He continued to push into you, pumping you full as he meshed his lips with yours once again.

Your own high was taken away as you felt Shoto pulled away from you, making you groan.

“Alright, my turn.”

Before you had time to recover, you were being pushed up the wall as Katsuki entered you, stretching you even further than Shoto did.

“Damn, I could get used to this.” His thrusts were brutal. He had you pinned against the wall, dangling in the air as he held you up.

His smirk never left his face as he watched every expression you made and soaked up every sound that left you.

The extra lubricant from Shoto’s orgasm really helped with adjustments as Bakugo pounded into you. His pace was unforgiving and it made your legs quiver as they tightened around his waist, bringing him in closer and making his thrusts more shallow.

You reached a hand up, covering your mouth to quiet your sounds of pleasure. Your voice had echoed all over the room, surely no one outside could hear….right?

Katsuki growled as he jerked your hand away, pinning it against the wall above your head.

“Don’t you dare. I want to hear every. Last. Sound.”

And he did.

One final thrust drew out another orgasm from you, making your thighs tighten around his waist even more. Katsuki groaned, biting into your shoulder as he came inside you, bottoming out as he did.

After a moment of rest, you both caught your breath as he lowered you. Your eyes that had previously been glossed over scanned the shower to see Shoto with his hand resting in his softening cock, head thrown back as cum dropped down his abs from his self pleasure.

After the three of you cleaned up, the boys having properly washed you and made sure you were alright, you all wrapped yourselves in thick, white towels, and walked out to the locker room to get dressed together.

As you turned the corner, you heard soft moans ringing out through the rows of metal lockers.

The three of you stopped in your tracks, almost dropping your towels as you eyes widened at the sight in front of you.

There sat on the bench was Izuku, pants around his ankles, head thrown back as his pink cheeks darkened. His mouth hung open as quiet grunts and moans escaping his lips as his eyes rolled open.

His motions didn’t let up as his gaze met yours, his teeth grit together as he came, spurts of his cum shooting across his chest and up to the lockers behind him.

“Zuku—”

“I forgot my water bottle. Next time, I’ll stay and shower with you guys.”

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha smut #bakugo imagine #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo smut #katsuki bakugo smut #todoroki smut #todoroki shouto #todoroki x reader #my hero acedamia #todobaku #mha deku #shoto torodoki #shoto todoroki x reader #bakugou imagine #shoto todoroki imagine #bnha smut #mha imagines #mha x y/n #bnha x y/n #bakugo x y/n #todoroki x y/n

[literaryobsession]

jealous || bakugo x reader

summary: Katsuki Bakugo gets fans and you aren’t used to it.

warning: fluff??

word count: 955

You knew how insanely handsome your boyfriend was. It came as a surprise to you that he was barely noticed for this in UA High. Maybe Todoroki's heterochromia was much too attractive for the younger students or maybe it was Bakugo's annoying attitude that made him so unpopular. No one really likes a jerk and boy, Katsuki is one of the biggest jerks in school.

Not that it mattered for him. The boy was focused on his goal of being the number one hero, not the attractive one. Besides, knowing that you found him hot was enough to keep his ego in check, your opinion mattered the most.

After graduation, the entire thing shifted immediately. He was a rookie, one of the best graduates of UA High, and incredibly handsome with his hero costume. It took only one big mission (and a ripped mask and shirt) for Dynamight to become a fan favorite. He was young and many female fans adored his nonchalance. He had a bad boy charm to him and it drove the fans wild.

"Oh he is amazing! I'd say he looks more gorgeous than Hawks when he first started." Ryukyu's agency usually do not turn off the television just so they can catch up on the daily news but you were willing to be scolded by your mentor if it means that you can get away from Dynamight's fan girls.

Ochako giggled at your expression. You have confided to your friend that although you were happy that Bakugo was getting all the fame he rightfully deserved, you can't help but be irritated by how they talked like he was single. "I told you, they don't know he has a girlfriend." Ochako's eyes wandered over the files you two were supposed to be studying.

That part was true. The media doesn't know about your relationship with the Pro Hero, you were simply known as someone who was a part of his class and as the graduate Ryukyu took in her agency.

"Why don't you tell Bakugo about it? I'm sure he'll want to do something about it." Ochako told you when she realized you were still not pacified.

But even you knew that it was such a simple and shallow matter that you didn't want to bother him with it. Bakugo has never given you any reason to be jealous about anyone. You were always so reassured about your place in his life. This is the first time that you experienced other people acknowledging how handsome and amazing your boyfriend was.

"I'll just have to get used to it. Katsuki wants to be number one, he will have fans eventually." It was inevitable since he was aiming for the top.

But the thought bugged you a lot that it bothered you even as you met with Bakugo on your day off.

"Oy idiot." Bakugo's gruff voice broke through your thoughts. You shook your head and glanced at the blond who was leaning on the handle of the grocery cart. "Are you gonna tell me what's bothering you or am I gonna have to guess?"

"It's no-"

Bakugo stood straight, "You never tell me that it's nothing, remember? You don't lie to me. You tell me your deal and we sort it out." He was right. This is one of the things that you two decided on in your relationship. You decided to be honest, sit and talk, and solve the problem. This is one of the biggest reasons why no matter how explosive and impatient your boyfriend is, your relationship sailed very smoothly.

You took a deep breath, wondering how he will take it.

"Oh! It's Dynamight!"

"Hi!"

"Can we have a photo with you?"

That jealousy swirling around your stomach gave you such a bitter taste on your tongue when the fan girls came bothering Katsuki. He sent you a look, studying your expression, before he said, "Sorry. If you don't mind, I'm on my day off with my girlfriend." He pushed the cart with one hand and took yours with the other.

"'suki."

"Tch, why didn't you tell me earlier? It bothers you and you never told me?" He threw you an angry look, feeling a bit betrayed that you kept something from him. Bakugo was honest with you and he really couldn't believe that you didn't keep your end of the bargain. "Look Y/N," He stopped pushing the grocery cart and forced you to face him. "This is just like school, alright? I don't care if I'm liked or not. I will be the number one hero."

You nodded, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. He will never lie to you, that's something you know for sure.

"They don't matter to me. Let them talk. At the end of the day, I will come home to you." His grip on your arms loosened, "So I hope that when it bothers you again, you remember that I love you. Dynamight loves you. A whole damn lot, ya hear me?"

You smiled, "Of course, 'suki. I love you too."

"Damn right." He smirked at you. You can feel that Bakugo forgave you for keeping things from him. "Well, let's get you food. Your diet is as bad as ever."

"Eating cup noodles isn't that bad!"

"Fucking trash."

You were all over the news that evening, absolutely smug as you saw the photos of you and Katsuki smiling at an array of spicy chips in the grocery store. Your boyfriend laughed at your expression when he saw it, telling you what a complete loser you were for marking your place.

"Idiot." He drew you closer to his body after he turned the tv odd in your apartment. "I'm yours, firecracker."

And he always will be.

#bnha bakugo katsuki #boku no hero academia #katsuki bakugo x reader #boku no hero fanfic #my hero academia #bakugo

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can u plz write story abt parental ydere kirishina+bakugo(sry idk what u call them) they r naga like snakey thingy. faund y/n when she sleep at the trees an kep her

sry my eng very bad i try very best to explian

No it’s fine! As long as I can get what your saying,I can write!

You’d been peacefully sleeping,nothing more, nothing less, previously, you had been running through the vast forests of these lands, trying to hunt anything for your family’s dinner that night, you found yourself empty handed by the end of the night. And completely exhausted, your parents would probably kill you for real if you came back with nothing, and you were so sore and tired right now, you probably couldn’t fight back. Sleeping out here in the middle of the woods was better than going home to that monstrosity, so sleep in the woods you did.

Of course when you’d gotton in the tree you wouldn’t recognize the divots, the large holes that any hunter would recognize as a bags hatchling. You were too tired to notice the sticky substance you sat in, nor how the nestle in the tree was shaped to hold something in. You didn’t notice.

It took a lot of effort, but you’d managed to climb an oak tree and settled yourself into a crook of a large branch. You pulled the thin blanket out of your pack, it wasn’t great, but it was warm enough to keep you asleep. That’s all you needed. When you’d slipped off into the depths of unconsciousness you failed to notice the slithering tail cooling itself away from your little nook.

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On the other side of this story. We’re two Naga mourning the loss of many little ones, the humans on the nearby village has found out of their presence. And had figured out that they lived high up in the trees where hunting was more than easy. They’d killed many that day, so focused on slaughtering the retched beings, that they hadn’t thought to protect their nest. The place where there were almost 8 fully healthy naga eggs just waiting to hatch.

The humans had gotton there first , and by the time the two creatures made it back, their once lovely tree had been reduced to a massacre. They could only stare at the almost developed bodies of their children, screaming out in agony as the grief set in. Kirishima, the one with a scaly red tail that glimmered with every passing light, had collapsed in the ash of the humans burnt corpses, seeking blood, carnage for their slaughtered babies.

And seek blood they did, they slithered into the nearby village without so much as a sound, and ripped every last humans beck out, uncaring to the age, or gender. All humans are vile, destructive creatures who do nothing but take and destroy, they took the lives of their unborn children, and all of them would pay. It just so happened that this occurred, right after a young h/c girl left for a hunt. What a suprise it would’ve been if you’d come back to your village and seen the destruction, too bad you never came back.

When the blonde haired beast picked up on a new scent in the area, one that he could almost recognize, one that smelled sweet like a honey flower, he went to see what creature emmited this scent. Anything to take his mind off of the massacre this tree reminded him of. His tail coiled all the way around the wood as he ascended, making little hissing noises here and ther. Then, he saw it. You. Covered in some sort of thin cacoon. So small, so little.

Looks like you were abandoned here by your parents, whatever kind of creature you were, you were small and defenseless, what kind of parent would do that for their baby? He would kill

Kill

For a chance to get all his little ones back, and here some terrible parents are abandoning you. It must be fate? You, abandoned, in their tree, crooked in one of their former children’s nesting spots, where they would’ve held their little ones to calm them. You were there for a reason, the goddes was repaying for the cruelty they went under. That’s why his primal instincts were flashing red like alarms! You were their little one!

He let out an almost soundless hiss, hovering over your sleeping figure. He lifted the blanket up off of you, making sure it wasn’t attached in any way, curiosity sparked in him when it revealed a colorful layer of skin wrapped around you, it seemed deatachable, like the rattle of a tail. Under, was skin unlike his own, soft, squishy skin, no scales in sight. Two legs replaced the normal tail, it’s alright! He doesn’t mind if his baby’s a little… different. You are his after all, he’ll love you anyway.

After a few moments of marveling in gratitude for the gods, the blonde snake-hybrid let out a screech, low pitched and rumbling, soundless to any other creatures than Naga themselves.

It was a short announcement to his mate, telling him to stay in place, that there might be hope after all. And in an instant, the blondes tail wrapped firmly around you, coiling under your waist and wrapping tight, both to keep you from falling from his grip onto the harsh forest floor, and to keep you all warm and happy. It’s funny how such a cold blooded creature could bring such warmth. He brought you up to cradle you in his (extremely long) arms, clutching you ever so slightly, pure happiness overriding him with the sweet smell of you.

He made his way up the tree slowly, careful not to squeeze ever too tightly, or drop you. Smiling when he caught you nuzzling closer, a parents touch is much better than any cacoon thing right? He knows you like it. In reality you were too exhausted to wake, turned out walking with a bow strung for over seven hours is taxing on a body that hasn’t eaten in two weeks, it worked out into be creatures favor. A lot.

Kirishima popped his head out of a nook inside the tree, being warned by the incoming slithers of a tail he could recognize as his own mates, just to be met face to face with you. It shocked him for a second, before he was hit with the realization, you smelled like one of his own, like one of his slaughtered children, he looked up at bakugo, eyes watering, he just nodded and sent him a smile.

Then,it clicked in kirishimas head

And immediately, kirishima was crying again. HE HAD ONE LEFT! His little baby was still alive! He dipped his arms under you swiftly, holding you tight to him while uncontrollably sobbing out, utterly in disbelief, he’d spent the past three days mourning his lost little ones, and one was left unharmed? He couldn’t believe it! He placed his head into the crook of your stomach, nuzzling closer and enjoying your sweet scent.

Of course, the sudden quick movement. Paired with the loud, almost shriek like noises coming from the snake creature, woke you up in an instant, your eyes fluttered for a moment while you comprehended everything, then you screamed.

Your hand shot up to push the things face away from your stomach, now fully understanding what was happening… kinda. You knew that you were no longer where you fell asleep, that both your blanket and bag were not with you anymore, and that something was just about to take a bite out of your stomach, and it was in no way human. His grip tightened on your legs as you failed to push it back, you felt your lungs constrict as your own tears started flowing out.

He did nothing but air there and hold you in attempts of comfort, believing this was all screams of confusion, his friends had warned him that children would be scared and flustered , because of the oversensitive eyes they were born with, light was hard to adjust too, and you didn’t seem to have anything to shield your little eyes, like all the others were born with. Or, should have been born with.He was kindof right though, you were screaming out of pure confusion. And slight horror at the human face with slots for eyes, and scaly fingers.

You waited for death, and then realized, why hadn’t it just taken a chomp out of you already? What you could identify as a man snake thing was just wrapping itself around you, shielding your eyes from the rising sun and midnight cold, he rubbed your back, squishing the skin on your shoulders in sight fascination. It made no move to eat you. Then, it hit you.

This was a naga, your mother had explained you to beware of these beasts whenever in the forests. You lived in old, ancient areas, with ancient creatures. Supposedly, these creatures were vicious to any others who impeded on their nests, especially when they had hatchlings littered about, they could turn Simone to stone with a single glacé (at least in the myths), but you were staring straight into its eyes, and even though they weren’t human, you really didn’t feel like there was any hostility there. And it clearly wasn’t aiming or hurt you.

Still, you screamed and screamed and screamed, hoping someone else would hear you, no one did. They were all dead. Not that you knew that, the creature just continued his attempts at comfort, while the other made its way into the tree. You tears were mistaken for ones of being overwhelmed, your cute little tries at clawing his eyes out were confused for affectionate rubs, and your cry’s were nothing but noises of a confused baby.

By the time that the blonde has slithered down into the large tree, you’d come to the realization that they currently weren’t trying to murder you, and had calmed down, to some extent. Still, questions zipped in and out of you like arrows through a deer, nagas were creatures of god, so why would they show any concern for a human like you? And how the hell hadn’t you known there was a nest right by your village. And what the fuck was it doing with your shirt?

It hissed, flicking his tongue at your hands when you tried to pull the shirt back on, he’s just pulling the extra weight off! His friends had told him that some hatchlings could be born with some extra skin that needed to be shed, and needed help. He was just doing it for you! The grey blouse lay discarded on the groun, while he tried to pull the rest off, noticing how it made you scream even more. Was he… scaring you? Oh gods no! That wasn’t what he intended! You must be a little confused right? Why would HIS child be scared of him.

Bakugo felt the need to interfere at some point, knowing that his mate believed you were their biological little hatchling, that you come from them, even though you didn’t. You were gifted to them by some higher power, he couldn’t crush that hope though. Plus, you might actually be theirs, by some small chance, maybe there were two in once egg, and you’d been the one to survive. That would explain why you’re so small. Kirishima just looked so happy, so content now that he had someone to take care of again, to protect, to know that all this paid off with a. Beautiful little. baby.

He thought for a moment, watching you cry, then all thoughts of sharing that secret left his head, he wouldn’t, he couldn’t rather. It would probably end in you more scared, and it isn’t my like he hasn’t been longing to have a little one just as much as his mate, you are just a baby anyway, you are their little one, who cares if you’re a little odd, and don’t have a tail. Not him. He’ll wait to tell.

Or maybe, he’ll just convienently “forget”

And no one will ever know

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Hehheheheh, not even gonna lie I enjoye staid way more than I should’ve, the idea of nagas are so cool.

Anyway, thanks for requesting! It was really fun to write and I’m sorry it’s so late!

Have the most wonderful of days today! Goodbye!

#platonic obsession #platonic yandere #soft yandere #yandere my hero academia #yandere platonic #yandere naga #yandere fantasy #fantasy au #naga #yandere cuddles

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Left Behind - All Might's Daughter Pt. 1

PLEASE READ NOTE

{Note/Question/Request- Right now this isn't a paired imagine. I was wondering, after you've read it, where you think I should go with this. If I pair her with anybody, who should is be? How or should she forgive the two OFA users? Etc. Let me know!!}

+2460 Words Slight, slight spoilers from the Sports Festival!

+Y/N L/N is the only daughter of All Might. She has her mother's last name and what can be qualified as a super soldier quirk. She is fast, strong, powerful, and built like a tank and it's all in a small 15 year old girls body. After Midoriya comes into the picture, Y/N starts to feel left behind after a while. So she starts to pull away from them and gets close with Bakugo. Eventually, it all snaps at once and it was at the worst of times.

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I huffed and puffed as I slowed to a stop I looked behind as the rest of the class caught up with Iida and I. We were the fastest in class without quirks and with most of the time. With the sports festival coming up, everyone was trying improve on things they lacked.

“Great job everyone.” Iida congratulated as everyone made it in. I walked over to Midoriya who was nearly doubled over.

“Are you okay there, Midoriya?” I asked patting him lightly on the back. He looked up at me, nodding. “You seem really winded. Maybe you should sit down for a minute.”

“Probably.” He said before he fell back, flat on his back. I laughed at him as he clocked out. I leant over him, hands on my knees, making sure he was okay. A yell of frustration caught my attention. I looked over at the source and saw Bakugo yelling at Sato who was just standing their indifferent.

“Okay, okay.” I went over and grabbed Bakugo’s arm, forcefully dragging him off. He growled at me and ripped his arm from my grip as we got a ways off.

“What do you want?”

“Not a blood bath.” I said with sass. He stared at me before smirking. He crossed his arms and leaned in close.

“I can take someone out without any blood being split.” He said.

“That may be true but who said I was talking about the other person’s blood.” I joked with an amused look on his face. His smirk turned glare and he went off on me. I just laughed and let him. I saw a flash of yellow and blue. I looked over and saw my dad whisking Midoriya away. My face dropped.

“What’s wrong with you now?” Bakugo exclaimed. I looked at him surprised before I saw him look where I was originally. Midoriya and my dad were out of sight now.

“Nothing. Nothing at all.” I said, covering up my dejected annoyance with a smirk. “Now, sorry. I wasn’t listening to you before. What were you saying?”

“You damn…” He growled.

*Time Skip*

The roar of the crowd was empowering but there was a lot on my mind. The sports festival is a big deal. The first two events were alright and I got through fine but the last one was trickier. There are a lot of students with great quirks that could kick my ass. I walked through the halls before I heard two familiar voices. (Reader is in the final round instead of Shiozaki.)

“What are they talking about now?” I whispered to myself. I leant against the wall a ways down the hall. I listened to them and heard Dad encourage Midoriya. After that, Midoriya walked out to the field. Dad began to walk down my way. “Hey dad.”

“Y/N, you spooked me.” He jumped, holding a hand to his chest.

“Sorry.” I said, chuckling.

“Well, it’s alright. You are doing well out there, my little Powerhouse.” I tensed at the nickname.

“Dad.” I whined. He chuckled before moving to walk on. “I’m nervous for the next round.”

“Everything will be fine, Y/N. You’ll see.” He said in a caring voice. He walked away and my shoulders dropped. I needed more than that. Much more. I turned and leant against the wall with my shoulder. I set my head against the wall and took a few un-steady breaths.

“What are you doing dumbass?” I jumped and looked at Bakugo disoriented. I shook my head. I had no idea how long I was standing there. “Are you crying?”

“What?” I reached up and wiped them away. “No just caught some dust in my eyes.” I said before I went to walk away but he caught my arm.

“That’s not it. What’s wrong?” He said softer. I noticed his grip on my arm was soft and…comforting? I looked up at him.

“I just needed some encouragement from someone who didn’t give it. That’s all no big deal.” I pulled away from his grip gently. I had only walked a few feet away when he spoke up.

“Whoever they are, they’re not worth your tears. You shouldn’t need anyone’s encouragement. You strong enough on your own.” I turned to him surprised. He had his back to me, hands in his pockets. I smiled sadly.

“If only you knew who I was talking about.” I whispered.

3rd POV

Bakugo looked over his shoulder as the girl walked away. He fully turned and watched her walk away. Crossing his arms across his chest as he thought about what she said. He knew she meant for him not to hear it but he did.

“Who are you talking about?” He asked out loud. He looked off in the distance in thought. It wasn’t until footsteps caught his attention. He looked behind him to see Deku coming up behind him.

“H-hey Kacchan.” He stuttered while looking a bit tired. Bakugo remembered that Deku had known L/N since before the first day of school.

“Deku! You know L/N, right?” Bakugo asked. He looked at Bakugo strangely.

“Yes. I do. Pretty well, I guess.”

“Who is important to her? Is there anyone here that would or should be in her corner?” Deku looked at him surprised.

“Um, yeah. There is.” He said tentatively.

“Who is it?” Bakugo growled. Deku looked at him before squaring his shoulders.

“I am afraid I cannot tell you, Kacchan. And before you ask me why, it’s not my place or right to tell you. There is a reason they haven’t told anyone and I will not break their trust by outing something that isn’t mine to tell.” Bakugo just stared at him in surprise before Deku walked off.

Y/N’s POV

I breathed out in pain as I walked back into the stadium halls. I had won my first battle against Kaminari but not the second against Iida. My confidence was already down and affected my performance. I rolled my shoulder as I sat down at a table. I pulled my leg up and relaxed back for a moment.

“You did great out there L/N!” Uraraka called out. I smiled at her.

“Thanks.” I called back. I got up a little bit later and walked out. I went to walk up to the student stands. In the corner of my eye is saw green and yellow. I didn’t want to look but did. I saw dad comforting Midoriya and I gave a shaky sigh. I shook my head, biting my lip before continuing on.

*Time Skip*

I was breathing hard but I still ran. I pushed myself harder to try and get away from the robots. This training session was intense and very hard. Half the class was already out and the last few were running dry. I could hear Bakugo and Midoriya just past some rubble. A hit landed right next to me, knocking me off balance.

“Umph.” I rolled off the side and back onto my feet. I dodged an attack before vaulting over a rubble wall. I paused, hearing the robot fussing on the other side. I looked around and saw Midoriya down the street. I rolled my eyes as he waved.

“You doing okay?” He asked.

“Just fine.” I snapped at him. He reeled back at the aggression.

“Are you sure? You’ve been rather testy lately. Did something happen?” He asked concerned. I sighed heavily.

“Of course something did. You’re both just to enamored to see!” I yelled before running on. He ran after me, trying to talk to me but I ignored him. We made way into the cityscape center. I saw Bakugo across the way.

“It’s too quiet here.” Midoriya commented. As soon as he said that, he was tackled off to the side.

“Shit.” I ducked as a bit of the robot flew over my head. I stumbled back, hitting a wall. I watched as he fought the robot with ease. My chest began to fell heavy.

“Come on, Miss L/N. Push on.” I heard my dad’s voice. I scoffed.

“That’s the most encouragement you’ve given me in a month.” I said under my breath. I pushed off the wall and started to fight another robot that showed up. I heard Bakugo on the other side doing the same. In the moment I heard Midoriya scream one of my dad’s catch phrases, I stopped. I just stood there, staring off.

“I give up.” I said softly.

“L/N! Are you alright?” I heard Midoriya yell.

“Oi, dumbass. Get moving!” Bakugo called across the field.

“Miss L/N, I would advise you moving on. Stalling is not advisable in the field.” I heard my father say through the field. I let out a sob. I fell to my knees, burying my face in my hands.

“I give up!” I screamed. “I can’t do this anymore. I. Give. Up!” I screamed, crying out. I couldn’t hold it back anymore. I heard yelling around me but I didn’t care not anymore. I am tired, I am hurt, and I just want this to end.

“Y/N! Look out!” I heard Bakugo’s voice close to me. I looked up right as he grabbed me and pulled me off to the side. We rolled and landed a few feet away. I looked over and saw a robot where I once was. It started to move towards us but shut down. “What’s wrong with you dumbass?” Bakugo yelled at me. I looked at him and saw a glare but concern behind it.

“Are you alright, L/N? What happened to…”

“Stay away from me!” I screamed, shuffling back away from Midoriya as he run up. I hid my face in the back of Bakugo’s shoulder as Midoriya skidded to a stop. I peeked over Bakugo’s shoulder at him and he was in shock.

“Young L/N, are you alright?” We all looked over to see All Might and Aizawa running up.

“You stay away from me too!” I pointed at my dad. I hid my face again and gripped onto Bakugo’s arm. I felt him place a hand on mine but I could tell all of them were confused. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I didn’t immediately recognize the touch so I figured it was Aizawa. I peeked out at him with teary eyes.

“Are you alright?” I nodded before retracting back.

“L/N, what wrong?” Bakugo asked. I just shook my head.

“Not here, not now.” I mumbled.

“Alright.” Aizawa said and stood. “We’re done for the day. All of you go get changed and go home. You three, meet in the classroom.”

“Why me?” Bakugo yelled.

“Because you’re the only one that L/N seems to be comfortable around right now.” Aizawa said firmly. It was silent for a moment.

“Alright.” He agreed without another argument.

I was sitting on the cabinets in the back of the classroom with Bakugo leaning next to me. Midoriya and my dad were at the front of the classroom. I had calmed down some but was still upset. I wouldn’t even look at the two. Aizawa finally came in closing the door behind him.

“Okay. What is going on?” He asked out loud. I glanced at him before looking back out the window. “Not talking. Alright. Do you two know what it is that made her act this way? That made her break down in the middle of a dangerous training session?” From the accusation in his voice I could tell he already knew.

“I am not sure. I have never seen her act like this before.” My dad said. I chuckled darkly.

“Then open your eyes or take off the blinders.” I growled. He looked at me surprised. I saw Bakugo glance between the two of us. He raised an eyebrow at me.

“I am sure I don’t know what you mean. I…” I cut him off.

“Of course you don’t!” I shot up and yelled. “You haven’t noticed one thing about me in month’s dad! Ever since…” I looked at Midoriya. “Ever since then. I have been left behind. Every time I needed encouragement from you I got nothing. Every time I needed advice from you I got nothing.”

“That can’t be, I…”

“The sports festival! I was nervous about the last round and I told you! But the only thing you said was everything will be fine, you’ll see.” I laughed with no amusement. I could hear Bakugo muttering confused behind me. I looked back at him and he had surprise and confusion written all over his face. “Yes, All Might the symbol of Peace is my dad. Unfortunately at the moment.”

“Y/N.”

“No. I’m not done. You made me despise a person that has never done anything bad to me. I haven’t got anything from you since day one. Nothing substantial at least. I don’t have a mother and no one else in this world then my dad but it seems like he’s in someone else corner only. Everyone else corner than mine. Well at least you’ve never treated me bad right? I guess it’s not all bad.” I said in a dark tone.

“Y/N…” He stood stunned.

“Speechless, huh?” I chuckled, feeling tears coming on again. “Look, I don’t want stop with your prodigy but a little acknowledgement or help from time to time. Okay? Okay.” I said before grabbing my bag and walking out. I heard someone running behind me. I looked back to see Bakugo.

“So…your All Might’s daughter, huh?”

“Yeah, the one and only.” I said. I crossed my arms over my stomach as we walked. He hummed and we walked in silence. I could feel the silent tears falling down my face.

“As awesome as that is…right now All Might is my least favorite person right now. Even less than Deku. Why was he even involved in this? Whatever. They are both little shitty…”

“Bakugo!” I yelled frustrated. He fell silent. We stopped and I took a big breath. “I know this is your own way of trying to comfort me but it’s not working, alright? I just…” I covered my face with my hands for a second before letting them drop. I looked at him. “I just want to be alone alright? I can’t, I don’t…I just can’t right now.” I paused to look at him in the face. “I don’t want to blow up on you like I did him. So please, I just want to be alone.” I could see apprehension in his eyes but I didn’t care. I turned and walked away.

“You shouldn’t be alone right now.” He called after me. I could hear him take a few steps before stopping again.

“I know.” I said before turning a corner and walked away from him.

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Help Me FOCUS

Ok Hellooooo I’ve decided to do it! Below are my long fic wips and lil summaries!

Here is the link to choose which one you think I should work on! There’s no pressure or anything haha I just need help focusing. The hype and excitement for Stardew Baku was actually very helpful in getting me to focus and finish it up so I’m hoping to have that happen for this next one too!

Anywhoo thanks in advance if you decide to pick one! They’re all Bakugo x reader.

1.) Only if for a Night- the reincarnation Au (possible black reader)

When you sign up to become penpals for a year with another college student across the sea in Japan, you think it’s a great idea to share the book you’ve been captivated by the last few weeks. There’s something about it, something about the way the characters react to situations, something about how every word feels familiar, and something about how when you were finished every single one of your instincts told you to share this with your new hot headed penpal.

2.) I Know About Popular- Fake Dating Au

When Katsuki’s date for the Hero Gala pulls out at the last minute, he desperately searches for a new date that can fit into her dress. Luckily, one of the survey takers that works for him in the Sales department has just managed to snag a big time donation, knows how to speak to the public, and is the same size. What will he need to do to get you to be his date and pose as his girlfriend during the Gala?

3.) Untitled Band AU-(Black Reader)

Ready to go solo and get into composing and producing his own music, Katsuki is on the search for a singer to bring the song he’s been working on for months to life. He’s come up short in his search many times and right as he is about to give up he meets you, a down to earth, soulful young woman with a voice more lively and poetic than he’s ever heard.

4.) Aphrodisiac (villain Reader, Hero Katsuki)

The cat and mouse chase between you and Bakugo is finally coming to an end. He steps into your club to arrest you for all of your illegal drug activities. But one thing he doesn’t expect is how you’re always two steps ahead of him. Now an unwilling test subject for the new drug, he has to find a way to get out of this club safely. Giving in to the drug’s effects means partaking in sensual activities with you he’s sure he doesn’t want to be involved in. But the way your lips and body look under the flashing lights in the club, maybe he’s not as sure as he thinks.

5.) Eyes of a Child- (Deku x Reader, Bakugo x reader)

You meet pro hero Deku at a hotel bar on a rainy day and hit it off immediately.The romance grows fast and passionate and in a matter of months you find yourself head over heels in love with the pro hero. Your life looks splendid when you marry and start a family with him. But everything goes on pause when he’s ripped from you in a tragic accident. You’re left with raising a son who looks exactly like his father by yourself. And what’s worse? The man who was in love with your husband for years and despises you just showed up on your doorstep.

6.) Untitled Romantic Comedy

A date in the city with a mysteriously handsome man from Japan who refuses to tell you what his job is plunges you into the wildest ride of your life.After a one night stand, he leaves to go back to his own country and you’re left with a surprise of your own. Months later, you’re kidnapped and held hostage for ransom by a crazy villain wanting to lure the infamous Dynamight into a trap. Why would you being captured be bait for Dynamight? It might have something to do with the fact that you’re pregnant with his kid.

7.) Dragon Hybrid Katsu (Fantasy AU) (also black reader )

Promised to the Dragon Prince at birth, you’re stolen by a witch and lost to a new world where you forget your identity as the princess of a magical kingdom. Accustomed to the new modern world you live in, you become an animal scientist, earning a doctorate in animal behavior. On your way to an inhabited island where a new species of bird has been found, a storm crashes your ship and you wash up on the shores of the inhabited island. Once there, you find more than a new species of bird. A dragon inhabits the island. And you’re in trouble because he seems to be searching for you.

#marquie asks for advice #wips

[hey-hamlet]

Imagine how fast dptam all might would die if izuku had jack might from gentry.

spin off jack might au where he just eats people who are rude to izuku

#rip bakugo you were so young #asks #dont praise the all mighty #bnha au #gentrychild