#shouto and izuku then begin chatting and getting to know each other

[nohoney]

being with work from home boyfriends

characters: midoriya izuku (deku), bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto

MIDORIYA:

he’s the type to work just a teensy bit overtime cuz he wants to look something over one last time

sometimes he’s just a bit too diligent and when you call him to get off his laptop, it usually takes at least two or three times for him to actually mean his, “yes honey, i’ll be right there.”

midoriya has some workaholic tendencies so you really have to be firm with him when you tell him, “it’s five, no more work.”

“i know sweetheart, just give me a little extra time to look over this-“

“no. it’s five so that means it’s you and me time.”

he’d be all sheepish about it but grateful for you keeping him in check. “okay okay, i’m clocking off now. sorry honey.”

midoriya for sure has those adjustable standing desks, he likes them way better than the stationary ones

he also let you put whatever knickknacks you wanted on his desk like one of those squeaky stress toys and a small little plant for him to care for

the plant you gave him is actually a pretty successful way for him to take a break from his work, midoriya will water it or take it outside and kinda just sit in the sunlight with it while he gets some fresh air (also notes the rate of growth so that he can talk to you about it too)

there’s also notebooks on his desk too, he half prefers to write his stuff down so that it takes his eyes off a computer screen for bit

but in the same way he can get caught up being on his computer, midoriya tends to also peruse his work notes as well

be patient while you help him with work-life balance, midoriya at the end of the day always wants to relax with you

━━━━✧

Izuku is still staring forward at his laptop screen, looking over the meetings he has scheduled for tomorrow. There are two that are gonna be overlapping just slightly around ten and he has to tab in his notes for both of them and compile them later on and share them with his team members. Plus there’s the new revised manual that was released that still needs to be looked over and he thinks it would be helpful to cross reference the old with the new one and compare what’s newly introduced for policies and procedures, and then-

“Izuku.”

Your voice cuts through his train of thought because it’s always obvious when his thoughts start into that slow jog and then eventually into a sprint of more planning and thinking ahead. So it’s important to stop him once it’s that time for him to click his status on his chat application through work for ‘offline’. His work ethic is admirable but he’s just newly appointed to this lead position so while it makes to be on top to show you deserve the promotion, it’s just as important to relax from the duties expected.

“Hi sweetie, sorry. I was doing it again, huh?” He offers you a small smile when he turns back to look at you. His desk chair is pushed off to the side in favor of him spending the last half hour on his feet with his desk raised to a comfortable level for him.

You watch as he signs off on his work applications and when he closes his laptop, you begin the two step process of ending his work day. The first step is lowering the desk back to its original height and making sure everything is put in place for the next work day. His desk chair is pushed back to the desk and Izuku steps away from his work station. The second step is something you employed just two months ago from an article you read; just giving each other a thirty second hug to really appreciate one another.

Izuku has been loving this end of day routine since you brought it to him. You were happy to share the article when you had found it, thinking he would appreciate a good read, and your boyfriend quite literally embraced it into his life.

When the thirty seconds are up, Izuku gives you one last little squeeze in his arms before pulling back. “I appreciate you, I want you to know that.”

You can’t help but agree with a humble little, “Yeah I know.”

The two of you flash loving smiles to one another before you take his hand in yours, leading him away from his work space and to the kitchen. Prepped on the countertop are ingredients for the two of you to make dinner together, something you had been wanting to do for a while since you couldn’t remember the last time the two of you had made a meal together.

Work is important, it absolutely is, but Izuku cherishes how you’re able to pull him away and remind him of the things that are really worth living for like thirty second long hugs and having dinner together.

BAKUGOU:

bakugou’s work office is pretty much off limits when he is on the clock, literally told you “if the door is closed, don’t fucking bother”

literally does mean it, he’s so damn anal about it and he will come out of the office to take a break when he wants to

he also uses a laptop for work but has a monitor that he can plug into for when he needs to use dual screens

for the most part when you walk by it’s quiet, when he’s on a call with coworkers he’s participating when expected to, and you know when he’s having an important meeting when he sounds so formal sort of gives you the heebie jeebies actually

bakugou is the type to clock in as early as possible seeing as he’s up early anyway

8am meeting? not an issue for him

but coffee is also necessary for him to get his morning started before he opens all of his work applications

when bakugou does come out for a break, he’s always gonna make his way to you first and get in a little bit of quality time before he has to hole up again in his office “alright baby, i’m going back. don’t be noisy, i got a call.”

his office is his space so you tried not to impose too many of your things in there, though if bakugou happens to take one of your things and puts it there himself it’s a different story

and one day he has some package delivered that’s shoved into his office, you don’t think anything of it until a few days later he wants to show you the thing that he put in his office

━━━━✧

“Hey, get over here.”

“Ask me nicely Katsuki.”

Your boyfriend tuts and nods his head towards the door of his office. You make your way over and stand with him, he’s got one hand on the doorknob but he makes no move to open it just yet. His eyes peer at you and you’re still left waiting for what he called you over for.

“You know I need to concentrate when I’m in here, right?” Katsuki asks you.

You nod your head in answer.

“I like getting my shit done on my time, so I need you to not be a nuisance because of what I’m about to show you.”

There’s really no clue what he’s getting at so you just give him a little ‘okay’ and watch as he opens the door to his office. Inside the room, he’s got an L-shaped desk that has his monitor and laptop arranged where he wants them, the moon lamp you impulsively bought that you weren’t sure where to place on a little side table, a chaise lounge for when he wants to lay down for a bit in his space, and his drum set in the corner.

But you do see the newest addition to the space which is a macrame chair hammock pushed to the corner.

You approach it and inspect the swing of the hammock before sitting down it. The stand holds your weight just fine and you enjoy the little swing of the tassels on the bottom. “It’s really cozy Katsuki, you bought this for me?”

It’s really a shock because for the longest time Katsuki had always insisted that this room be just for himself. You respected it since everyone was entitled to a space that they wanted to call their own so you feel honored that he was opening up just a little more for you. It inspires faith that the two of you were becoming more intimate with one another.

Katsuki plucks one of the strings to the hammock before he steadies it. “Yeah, you give me that dumb little pout whenever I have to go back in here to work. So this is for you, you can hang out in it if you’re not gonna bother me.”

Truthfully you think he got it so that he doesn’t have to ask you for your company, that instead of always having to meet you out in the living room or kitchen he’s made a place for you that he says you’re welcome to.

Yeah, you see right through him.

It is a very thoughtful thing of him to do so you properly thank him with a hug and a kiss. “Thank you! I love it and I promise I’ll be good in it!”

“Yeah you’re welcome baby.”

From then on, instead of a closed door Katsuki keeps it slightly ajar so that you know when it’s okay for you to enter. And you don’t mention anything, but you pretend to not see when he glances back at you in the hammock and see him more relaxed with you in the corner while he works.

SHOUTO:

todoroki keeps his desk inside his bedroom surprisingly

even more surprising is that he owns two sleek, expensive monitors that are on mounts so that he can move them around

honestly he just got them because his brothers said so, he doesn’t have a clue about these things but todoroki does like the range of being able to move his equipment

he is diligent but mostly relaxed when it comes to his work from home duties

if there’s nothing going on and he’s caught up, todoroki will just pick up the novel he’s been reading on the side as a break and sort of wait to get pinged

is awkward during virtual team meeting icebreakers but in an endearing way

“show an item on my desk? let’s see, i have this coffee cup my friend kaminari gave to me. it says java nice day, it was a souvenir. i prefer tea but i drink coffee from it when he comes to visit.”

todoroki uses more virtual apps for keeping track of his work that are also backed up on the cloud but he does utilize the planner you gave him when it suits him

he absolutely does not mind if you accidentally walk in during his zoom meeting, sometimes he’ll even ask if you want to say hi to his team members

will get up frequently just to check up on you and then go right back when you tell him that you’re fine

━━━━✧

“Thank you for lunch darling, it was wonderful.”

“You’re welcome Shouto. I’m gonna just hang out here and watch something, maybe take a nap.” You tell him as you pour him his tea and hand his cup to him, giving him a kiss on the cheek and passing by him to make yourself comfortable.

Shouto sits down at his desk after having lunch with you with a fresh cup of tea at his side. While he logs back into his computer and programs, he can hear you from the kitchen and putting things away. He had offered his help to clean up but you insisted that you were fine doing it on your own.

You are free to come and go as you please into the bedroom but a lot of the time you tend to just stay out the room until he logged off. Shouto appreciates that you give him space to work though it wouldn’t be such a bad thing if you’d like to just hang out in the background quietly.

So he gets up from his chair and goes to the living room to see you lounging in the chaise with the tv remote in your hand.

Naturally you look up when he enters the room. “Hey Shouto, did you need something? You still hungry?”

“No darling, I’m fine. I was wondering if you would just stay in the room with me.”

You politely decline at first but Shouto sees that it actually makes you happy when he insists that you would be no bother to him. There’s practically a skip in your step as you follow behind him into the room and he can’t help the soft smile that comes onto his face when you make yourself comfy in bed.

“Would you like me to put a movie on for you?” Shouto offers to which you nod your head.

He adjusts the second monitor on its mount so that it’s more in your view and uses your login info for one of the streaming sites you pay for. He even takes the time to choose what movie you’re going to watch even though he’s not going to be engaged in it whatsoever while he works. And once he sets up your movie, he just turns to his own monitor and continues on with his work.

Every once in a while Shouto hears you move around a little and is content to have your presence even though the two of you are not engaging with one another. When he sees that the credits are rolling for the movie, he turns around to ask if you would like another movie to be played but sees that you had fallen asleep. You’re curled up on your side with your cheek smushed into the pillow and Shouto can’t help but smile at the sight.

He doesn’t know when you fell asleep but he puts on a timer for half an hour to wake you up so that you don’t nap too long. And after he wakes you up from your nap and you insist that you look like a sleepy mess, Shouto assured you that you look perfectly fine and was happy to have you in the same room as he worked.

#midoriya izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #bnha fluff #bnha x reader

[todoscript]

making out until your phone interrupts you two

characters: bakugou katsuki, midoriya izuku, todoroki shouto

genre: fluff, suggestive

word count: 2.8k+, 850-1000 words per character

warnings: characters are aged up, suggestive and mature content, implied sexual content, minors please beware

author’s note: how did these get as long as they did 

copyright 2021 todoscript, all rights reserved. i do not allow my creations to be published or translated anywhere else.

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

As your soft hands brush along the nape of his neck and pinch at strands of ash blond hair, you feel his larger, calloused hands run along your thighs. Your lips come back for each other, hot and needy. Bakugou bites down harshly on your bottom lip, eliciting a squeal that grants him an opening to pry his tongue into your mouth to melt with yours. You follow in the frantic rhythm he sets, barely keeping pace as your grip on the slim fabric of his black tank top wrinkles in your curled fingers. Smirking, his hand runs up the skin beneath your shirt. He finds your squirming all the more amusing the more he rubs and gropes.

“Aw c’mon, babe. No fun if you’re already turning into pudding this fuckin’ early. Show some resistance, why don’t ya?” He eggs you on, but doesn’t cease in his ministrations, and in fact, only makes it harder for you to show any kind of fight. You detach your lips from his, pouting profusely with a scrunched nose. He looks back at you, expression sly and slick, well aware of what he’s doing. Well, you’re going to be sure he doesn’t get the last laugh.

Shifting all your weight onto his upper body, you move him over to lay down on the couch. He peers at your form towering above him, curious as to how you go about turning the tables against him tonight. His palms are flat on your thighs, remaining there as you settle your hands on his shoulders to balance yourself. You move your head down so your lips can touch and Bakugou cranes his neck slightly to meet you in the middle. However, a clamor sounding from a phone on the coffee table sends a rift in the atmosphere you’ve established and the incessant chime captures both of your attention. Your eyes go wide before blinking in realization that it’s your phone that’s going off right now.

Much to Bakugou’s dismay, you begin moving off of him. You get up to reach for your ringing phone, but his hand grabbing your wrist is faster.

“Don’t you dare answer it,” Bakugou orders, failing to suppress the blunt annoyance in his tone.

“What if it’s an important call from work?”

Hearing your response, he begrudgingly lets go of your wrist, sitting back on the couch, and grumbling beneath his breath.

“Fuck, it better not take long then.”

You playfully roll your eyes at him. You take a glance at the screen before pressing the green icon and nestle your phone next to your ear.

As you converse with the person on the other line, the blond is glaring knives at the device, no doubt mentally sending curses to whichever asshole decided to interrupt the mood just when things were starting to get good. Now he’s contemplating as to why he was generous enough to let you answer the damn phone in the first place. Shoulda just chucked that thing into the next room, left to be forgotten as the two of you would’ve been occupied with much more important matters.

In retaliation with his thoughts, he abruptly pulls your body into his lap, legs on either side of his thighs, straddling him. Being so occupied with your phone call, you don’t have much opportunity to comment on his behavior. In fact, Bakugou actually doesn’t allow you any opportunity.

Without warning, he plants his mouth on your neck, proceeding to nibble and suckle with just the right amount of pressure that makes you jolt in his lap. A small squeak leaves you, the noise eluded by the other person on the line thanks to you shifting your phone away from your mouth in time. You glare at the blond, silently asking with pointed brows what the hell he thought he was doing. But Bakugou only finds amusement in your struggles.

“Go on, keep talking, princess,” he mumbles loud enough for only you to hear and you feel his lips curl against your skin. You notice his hands busying themselves, tugging at the hem of your shirt, but despite that, you can’t do anything but continue with your conversation, unless you want your caller to start suspecting you’re undergoing other… activities as you were speaking to them.

You are so gonna get it later, mister. You mentally note your promises of retribution before returning to the chat while trying to ignore Bakugou’s mischief to the best of your ability.

After powering through the next couple of minutes of exchanges—your replies hastening and voice hitching whenever Bakugou’s ministrations became impatiently persistent—you finally say your hurried goodbyes, hitting the end call button.

That acts as Bakugou’s cue to pounce on you. He swipes your phone right from your fingertips and tosses it half-hazardously on the couch, out of your reach.

“Katsuki, you—!”

The moment you open your mouth to say something in retort, your words are cut off. Bakugou’s lips slot with yours to resume your intimate lip-lock, even more intense than earlier by how he barely allows you to draw a single breath.

“Oh no you don’t. No fucker is going to interrupt us this time, I’m going to make sure of that,” is the last he says before hoisting you up from your thighs, wrapping your legs around his waist, and leading you both to your bedroom.

MIDORIYA IZUKU

Entering your living room, Midoriya finds you lounging on the couch with the TV on, curled up with a blanket and watching the latest episode of a show you’ve been following. He stretches out his muscles as he approaches you, body aching at every extension of his limbs. With his groans sounding rather exasperated, you face in his direction.

“Tired?” you question as Midoriya takes a seat beside you.

“Yeah, just a bit. The villains keep getting tougher these days,” he answers, cracking his knuckles, craning his neck to relieve a particular spot that’s been bothering him. You open up the blanket to let him take refuge in your warm haven and he scoots closer to you.

As expected of being the Number One Hero, his duties to the populace only grow more challenging with each passing moment. But he knows better than to complain about the job he was so heavily entrusted to by All Might. Besides, nothing beats saving the day and putting a smile on every citizen’s face. Well, nothing… except maybe spending time with you at the end of the day.

“I’m proud of you though, Izuku. You’ve been working so hard lately,” you say sweetly as your hand goes to massage Midoriya’s neck, rubbing at just the right areas that make him relax beneath your touch. “So proud of you.”

“Y-Yeah?” Midoriya doesn’t mean to stutter, but he fights back a groan when your fingers slowly travel up to his scalp.

“Yeah…” Your voice is tenderly hushed between you two, leaning in closer, to the point where your faces are seconds from touching. With your fingers still twined in his curly green hair, you angle him ever so slightly to meet the smoldering look in your eyes. It doesn’t take much for him to mirror the expression, eyes growing equally lidded and just as desirable. Then, before you had even realized it, you both closed the distance.

Tongue and teeth immediately clash. Midoriya is quick to overpower you as you let out a giggle, being forced to lay back on the couch. With your show inevitably about to be forgotten, the green-haired male smoothly reaches for the remote on your side before pointing the off button at the TV and tossing it to the ground.

He cradles your head from behind to bring your lips impossibly closer. Your hands remain laced through unruly emerald strands, occasionally tugging at his scalp, evoking a hum that vibrates between your lips coming together again and again.

When you finally separate after a rather lengthy session of lip-locking, your breaths are ragged—faces hot. He stares down at you, transfixed by your swollen, plush lips that he wishes to dive down again for more kisses.

“God, what did I ever do to deserve you?” he asks—a rhetorical question, but you smile at it nonetheless.

“I should be asking you that, Number One Hero.” You cup his face in your hands, thumb delicately brushing against those endearing freckles of his as you’re about to pull him down again.

But, just as your eyes close, waiting for your mouths to meet, the world splits open at a blaring echo crashing upon you. You abruptly halt your movements, watching as Midoriya does the same, eyes blown wide. You both turn your heads in the direction of the sound coming from the phone next to the kitchen.

“The phone…” Midoriya murmurs, wondering who would be calling at this hour. But upon glancing over at the wall clock, you remember something. It was actually around that time you were expecting a phone call from a friend of yours anyway. It had entirely slipped your mind after being so caught up in your make-out session with him.

“Sorry, Izuku. It’s probably for me,” you inform, an apologetic smile on your face as he slowly gets off you, allowing you to cease the ringing in the distance.

Sitting up on the couch, he watches you traverse to the kitchen, his elbows resting on his thighs. He drops his head into his hands, noticing his leg hopping up and down restlessly. It’s hard to come down from his high after getting worked up like that, and with that phone call appearing out of nowhere, he’s not sure what to do with himself other than not to get too excited.

Despite that, Midoriya musters the most patience as he possibly can. I mean, the amount of times you’ve been interrupted by Midoriya’s own urgent calls coming from his agency warrants him to exercise some self-restraint, knowing how riled up you could get at times, yet still kindly letting him go about his work like the saint you are.

But after a long day of patrolling the city and defeating foes, all Midoriya desires at the moment is to drown in all the love you have to offer him and leave everything behind to think of only you and him together. He overhears your conversation due to the silence spread across your living space, making out bits and pieces but never taking the time to distinguish the topic of your discussion.

No good, he thinks. Midoriya resigns to the fact he simply can’t keep as still as he would like, already getting up from the couch to seek you out. When he finds you, you’re laughing into the phone, likely finding whatever your friend said humorous, but when he wraps his arms around you, you jerk in surprise, that same laughter replaced by a quiet squeal. You feel Midoriya’s head tuck itself in the space linking your neck and shoulder, planting a single delicate kiss on the exposed skin. He glances at you, emerald eyes gleaming in a silent plea.

You smile in reply, understanding what he wants as you hold up a finger to tell him to give you a moment. “Um, sorry, I’ll have to call you back later. There’s something I have to do right now,” you say into the phone and after exchanging farewells, dismiss the call.

Turning in his arms, you come face-to-face with the relieved look in his eye. “Baby couldn’t wait?”

He releases a sigh, smiling warily. “You know I can never wait when it comes to you.”

TODOROKI SHOUTO

Fresh and clean out of the shower, you toss your towel around your slightly damp hair as you walk into the bedroom. Todoroki is already there waiting for you, sitting on the edge of your shared futon while checking something on his phone. Upon hearing your footsteps, he glances up, and smiles as soon as your eyes find each other. He clicks his phone off and sets it to the side before beckoning you over with spread arms.

You kneel in front of him and lean into his comforting embrace. His body is just the right temperature against you that soothes the heat abiding your skin from your steamy shower. Feeling you melt into his chest, he tilts his head, pressing his nose into your hair, and notes the fragrant scent of your shampoo that harmoniously washes over his senses.

“You smell… nice,” he comments, nuzzling his nose to your neck.

Honey… and vanilla…

You giggle at the tickling sensation. “I would hope so, considering I just took a shower.” Todoroki hums at your humor, lifting his head to find your eyes. He takes a moment to pay every detail its utmost attention, from your misty hair to the warmth flushed on your cheeks as his knuckles graze over your skin. You look away from his punctilious gaze, his gray and turquoise eyes making you feel small.

That won’t do, he thinks.

Before you can even process his actions, he leans forward to capture your lips. Taken by surprise, a faint sound floats above your mouth that is quickly swallowed by him.

Again… and again… and again.

As you let yourself surrender to the fervent kisses, Todoroki maneuvers you two onto your futon, where he hovers over you, lips never once parting throughout your movements. You hum in delight when his tongue immerses itself in your mouth. The gratuitous feeling doesn’t stick for long though.

A ringing sound resonates above the futon, and your attention is immediately diverted. Your motions falter beneath him, causing you to fall off beat now that your mind has one more thing to worry about. On the other hand, Todoroki is least bit concerned over the noise, unrelentingly nibbling at your lips to try and elicit more sweetness from them. Unfortunately, his fun is cut short as you lay your hand on his chest, lightly pushing him away so he removes his mouth from you.

“Shouto... My phone.”

Todoroki glances at the phone in question before returning to your form, disheveled under him. He gives you a look of indifference. “It can wait,” he states simply, about to dive down to resume what he started, but you don’t concede so easily.

“It could be important,” you reason.

Releasing a sigh, Todoroki allows you some space to turn over on your stomach and reach out for your phone, the chiming desisting as you answer it and greet whoever decided to call you at this time of night.

The conversation you’re having flies over Todoroki’s head. The only thing on his mind right now is you finishing the call and continuing where you two left off, praying it won’t take long.

However, eventually his impatience gets the best of him. His eyes wander the room simply to return to you—laying with your upper body propped on your pillow as you hover the phone next to your ear. He peeks at the small droplet of water trailing your hair just before it falls atop the skin of your neck. He seems almost mesmerized by it as it begins its trek down your collarbones, reveling in the enticing sight despite how ordinary it must be to the common eyes. For him, it just makes things all the more difficult to sit still.

Needy and with little to do, he shifts toward you.

“Right, and I– Ah!” your sentence slips on you mid-speech as you feel something cold touch the nape of your neck.

“Y/n? Everything alright?” your caller asks, static voice laced with concern that you almost overlook when the chilling sensation on your neck returns. You turn your head and discover Todoroki bending forward to place his lips repeatedly on your neck. You can’t tell if his lips are particularly colder than usual or if you’re still a little heated from your shower. Either way, the heightened sensitivity raises goosebumps on your skin.

“I-I’m fine! I just bumped into something, is all!” you reply, though your voice pitches, feeling Todoroki’s equally cool hands graze your back under your shirt.

“Oh, please be careful! The fatigue must be catching up with you after such a long day, and I did call you at a pretty late time, huh? Tell you what, we can talk about this again tomorrow morning so you can get your rest for the night, okay?”

You are beyond grateful for the convenience bestowed to you. Though, you honestly think resting is surely the last thing on a certain someone’s mind right now.

“Right! Thank you..! Have a good night!” With that, you promptly end the call. Repositioning onto your back, you cross eyes with Todoroki, making a point at hardening your expression and seeming offended. Though the man knows it’s more so a facade than anything and that you’re not actually angry at him.

“Oh, you..!” You emphasize your words with a bump of your fist against his shoulder, albeit with minimal strength.

He chuckles at your pouty lips, leaning down for a peck before moving some hair out of your face. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” he admits, the curve of his lips bordering on a smirk and a genuine smile that you find hard to be mad at.

“Shall we resume where we left off then?”

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[the-storming-sea]

For prompts: Todoroki using every single Toshi-Izuku interaction to add to his "Izuku is All Might's secret love child' conspiracy board

Tfw its been like two to three days but Many Things have happened in that time. Oops

Uh, anyways–

"Dude. What. The. Fuck."

Sero, Kirishima, and Yaoyorozu stared, wide-eyed and nearly slack-jawed from the futon they currently sat at. Across from them, hanging off the wall was a large pinboard, polaroid pictures and newspapers articles with certain words and pictures circled in with bright red marker tacked onto different places, red string connecting each and every single one of those pictures together.

And in front of that pinboard stood Todoroki Shouto, one of the most powerful students at UA, son of the current Number One Hero, wide-eyed and wild-haired and probably, by definition, out of his fucking mind.

"Listen. I'm not crazy–"

"Literally everything that's happening now is providing evidence to the contrary."

"–but All Might is Midoriya's father."

"That's." Kirishima blinked, once, his brain attempting to process what his classmate was saying. "What?"

"All Might. Is. Midoriya's. Father," Todoroki said, slower, like he was trying to explain quantum physics to a toddler. Or to anyone.

"Todoroki, All Might's never been in a public relationship before," Yaoyorozu replied, slower. Of all of Todoroki's eccentricities, this had to be the weirdest one yet. "Not to mention, all of All Might's speculated relationships have been with men."

"Then at least one of his partners is trans, or he's trans!"

"They don't even look the same!"

"Then Midoriya gets his looks from his mother! They have the same quirk! They practically act the same!" Todoroki threw his hands up in exasperation, frost creeping on the side of his fingers. "I'm still right!"

"Bro, you've met Midoriya's mother."

"Artificial insemination! Adoption! Again, secret love child!"

Todoroki slapped his hand on the board, slightly burning the edges of one of the newspaper clippings. "Look, see here," he said, pointing to the clipping. Kirishima tentatively walked up, squinting at the headline. "Read this."

"'Mystery Samaritans Found Cleaning Up Takoba Beach.'" Kirishima frowned. "So?"

Sero's eyes brightened. "Oh, I remember that! I used to go to the beach all the time with my family," he said. "What's that gotta do with anything?"

"Look at this photo!"

Kirishima turned his eyes towards the photo, frowning. His eyes widened in shock.

"Holy shit, is that Midoriya?"

"Huh, so it is," Yaoyorozu said. "And...is that...?"

"YES!" Todoroki exclaimed, once again slapping his hand on the pinboard and startling his friends. "All Might, as he currently looks now, and Midoriya found at Takoba beach a full year before the school year starts. That means they knew each other before the school year started!"

"You repeated yourself."

"I know I know I know but why," Todoroki pressed, taking a deep breath, "why would All Might, in his weakened state before Kamino, be seen with Midoriya unless...unless that was his secret son."

He clapped his hands together just as he was finishing his point, clearly pleased by his argument. The three stared back at him, slightly alarmed.

"Or...maybe he just met him recently and they decided to clean the beach together," Yaoyorozu said tentatively. "It could happen."

"Or, or they decided to train for Midoriya's UA Exam together by lifting appliances at the beach! Or working out around the beach a year before!" he protested. "My father used to make me train by lifting up heavy objects ten times my size and pushing my quirk before the UA exam too!"

Sero frowned. "Todo, I know good parenting is a foreign concept to you, but comparing your relationship with your dad to Midoriya and All Might maybe isn't the best of ideas."

"I'm pretty sure Iida used to train with his hero brother in a very normal way," Todoroki nearly fucking pouted. The guy was really fired up– metaphorically and a little bit literally, judging by his floor. "But, but anyway, what I'm trying to say was that All Might, trying to make sure Midoriya would be strong enough for the entrance exam, made him clean up the beach because he was helping to train his son!"

Kirishima stared at him. "Bro."

"I'm right! Not to mention, why would he be in his thinner state around Midoriya if he wasn't his son?!"

"Maybe he told him about the weakened form back then by accident?" Sero said. "Todoroki, seriously. You're looking too deep into this."

"I agree," Yaoyorozu said. She loved her friend, truly, but as good as it was for Todoroki to exhibit any other emotion besides confusion and rage, this couldn't be healthy for him.

Todoroki groaned. "Okay, okay, fine. Exhibit B!" He pointed to a picture of All Might and Midoriya walking into All Might's office. "They eat lunch together! Who does that with a teacher?!"

Kirishima hummed. "Okay, I'll give you that one," he said, looking back at the others. "You gotta admit, that is a little suspicious."

"You forget, Midoriya broke his bones a lot at the beginning of the year just by activating his quirk," Yaoyorozu said, calmly. "As the Heroics teacher, All Might would want to make sure they can find a way for Midoriya to improve his quirk use without breaking his bones, so it would make sense for All Might to meet up with Midoriya out of class."

"But why continuously?!" Todoroki pressed. "Even after Midoriya got a handle of his quirk?!"

Yaoyorozu frowned. "Well, Bakugo meets with them now. Is Bakugo All Might's son too?"

"Details, details," Todoroki said with a wave of his hand. "Bakugo's practically Midoirya's boyfriend anyways. All Might probably wants to vet him or something."

"Somehow I believe that less than your 'All Might is Midoriya's dad' theory."

"They're going to get together, just you wait," Todoroki said. "Anyways, back to business. It's not just at school too! Even now that we're in the dorms, lately All Might will eat with Midoriya, alone, just the two of them!"

He pointed to another picture of Midoriya and All Might eating meat buns on a bench, no one else in sight, lightly chatting. "See! It would make sense if All Might ate with any one of us, or if there was a bigger crowd, but it's just those two! That's a normal parenting thing, right?"

"Dude how did you even get that picture."

"Irrelevant."

Yaoyorozu ran her eyes over the full board again, wincing internally. As...off-putting as her friend's efforts were, he did have a point. All Might's actions towards Midoriya were unprecedented of a teacher, Aizawa would certainly never be caught dead with any of them. And sure, they simply could be good friends who met a little before the Takoba news article picture, friends could be of all ages after all, but with the way All Might treated Midoriya daily, it was getting more and more likely that Todoroki's theory was correct. Which had some very interesting implications and also a media shitstorm on its way if it was true.

"And," Todoroki continued, now rambling as fast as Midoriya was, "did you know that All Might visited the Midoriya's to talk about the dorm system alone?"

Kirishima's mouth dropped. "Seriously?"

Todoroki nodded, eyes wide and a small smile on his face. "Aizawa-sensei told us himself back when he asked my father if I could stay in the dorms! My father asked where All Might was and Aizawa-sensei told him that they split up right before the Midoriya's!"

Sero's eyes widened. "Okay, I will admit that that's weird."

"I know right?!" Todoroki exclaimed, out of breath and restlessly pacing the floor. "Not only that, but All Might was one of the first people Midoriya texted right after he got his hero license. And Midoriya ended up interning with a hero who All Might knows directly and worked with Nighteye during his work-study who's All Might's only sidekick! And then Midoriya was invited personally to I-Island by All Might! And–"

Knock knock.

The group froze.

"Young Todoroki? Can I speak with you?"

Fuck.

Todoroki tentatively walked over to his door, opening it just enough to find All Might standing behind it, a worried expression on his face. "Are you all alright? The kids downstairs reported a lot of yelling, and I think you may have frozen and burnt through your floor?"

Todoroki looked back at his floor, which now looked slightly more like the training room back home than it did his dorm room. "Right. I can pay for that."

"No need my boy, just make sure it doesn't happen again or I think Aizawa'll have all of our heads," All Might chuckled. He then frowned, slightly opening the door more. "What on Earth is that?"

His eyes were pointed directly behind Todoroki, to the pinboard the high schooler had been deliriously gesturing towards for the past few minutes. Kirishima, Sero, and Yaoyorozu stared at each other awkwardly, shuffling their feet.

"Um...well, y'see–"

"All Might, is Midoriya your illegitimate child?"

The air paused. Everyone turned their eyes to the teen.

All Might blinked. "I'm sorry...what?"

WHAT THE FUCK, TODOROKI?!

"Todoroki, bro, you can't just ask shit like that!" Kirishima exclaimed, who now, like the many people around him, was going through all the stages of grief. "That's not one of those things you can just ask people!"

Todoroki tilted his head. "I asked Midoriya."

"YOU ASKED MIDORIYA?!"

"I–"

The kids now directed their attention back to All Might, who had managed to shake himself out of his stupor and somehow made his way to the pinboard. "I'm not...young Todoroki, believe me when I say I'm 100% sure I'm not Midoriya's biological father," he said, rapidly glancing back and forth from the board to Todoroki. "As...creepily impressive as this is," he continued, gesturing to the entirety of the board, "I've never had a child, and besides, young Midoriya's biological father works overseas, in America."

He pointed to the slightly burnt newspaper clipping of Takoba beach, looking back at Todoroki. "Is this about the Takoba beach cleaning?"

Todoroki nodded.

"Huh." All Might turned to the clipping, a strange, soft, thoughtful look on his face. "I didn't know they did a report about it." He turned back to Todoroki. "May I keep this?"

Todoroki nodded again, even slower, and a delighted smile appeared on All Might's face. The four students watched with wide eyes as he took the newspaper clipping in one hand and the pin in between his other fingers, gently lifting the pin from where it had been embedded in the pin board, lifting the newspaper clipping from its place, and placing the pin back where he had found it. Seconds passed. All Might rubbing his thumb over the picture in the newspaper with a soft chuckle. He then gently folded it, each crease careful not to tear the newspaper apart, before placing it in the pocket of his tracksuit.

Then, as if he remembered that there were other people in the room, he turned to Todoroki. "Ah, Aizawa-kun said that you had redecorated your room yourself, yes?"

Todoroki nodded, still stunned. "Perfect! The bots will be up here in a few minutes or so to repair your floor, and then refurbish your room any way you see fit." All Might clapped his hands together, a bright smile on his face. "Just try not to do it as much, alright? And please stop stalking young Midoriya and I. I don't know how many times I can catch you in the act before telling him that one of his best friend's have been stalking us to obtain proof of our non-existant biological relationship."

"You saw me?"

"Young Todoroki, I've been the number one hero for three and a half decades."

"Oh." Todoroki frowned. "Sorry."

"Just don't let it happen again, please." All Might took a heavy sigh before finally addressing the others in the room. "Young Kirishima, Yaoyorozu, and Sero, I'll be seeing you in class tomorrow. Plus Ultra!"

"See you!"

"See you tomorrow All Might!"

All Might left the room, closing the door behind him, leaving Todoroki, Kirishima, Sero, and Yaoyorozu in the room, waiting for the repair bots to arrive, silent and bewildered with what had just transpired in the past ten minutes. The four of them couldn't move, only the sound of breathing being proof that any of them were even alive. After what felt like several, long, painstaking seconds, Todoroki turned to his friends.

"Y'know, All Might worked in America for a while."

"FOR GOD'S SAKE, TODOROKI."

#thestormingsea posts #yagi toshinori #toshinori yagi #all might #bnha #todoroki shouto #shouto todoroki #dad might #mentioned midoriya izuku #mentioned izuku midoriya #mentioned deku #he doesn't take a part in this story but just in case ig #and then kirishima sero and yaoyorozu are here but they don't do much

[megumitski]

hello these are the bnha fics i’ve read so far and i just made this to track them for myself. favorites are marked with a 💥! more bakudeku plus tododeku and other ships under the cut.

bakudeku

💥 Bluebird - EtherealBeing (53k)

Dialing a wrong number was no unusual occurrence. Everyone did it once in a while, and Katsuki was well aware of that fact.

However, possessing this knowledge made it no less aggravating for him to discover — a full two minutes into his rant about his day — that he’d been venting his frustrations to a complete stranger. As if that wasn't enough, said stranger was also inexplicably determined to hear his story to its end.

Let’s Be Alone Together - lalazee (3k)

Prompt: Deku being aggressively forward in his pursuit of Bakugou, and how that big oaf would react to someone else actually making the first move.

“Are you going to spend your entire life wishing you’d kissed me or are you gonna grow some balls and fucking do it?”

Bell Pepper - ticklishivories (7k)

Midoriya knew they wouldn’t talk about it. He was right. But he never thought it’d happen again.

spilling over every side - failbender (6k)

No good deed goes unpunished, not when there's a crazy lady with a complex and Lust Quirk parading around the city. By now, Katsuki should probably be used to things blowing up in his face.

be loved - bonnia (5k)

They sit there, in the darkness of the common room, about a few centimeters between them, but miles apart. Somehow, the quiet is companionable. More than it has been in many years. Katsuki knows he’s responsible for the rift between them, and he knows even more that it can’t only be Deku who attempts to mend it.

“Hey,” he says, after a while, and Deku turns to him in question, but Katsuki refuses to look his way. “Touch me again.”

(or: the kidnapping incident leaves bakugou traumatised about being touched on the back of his neck, and midoriya decides to take matters into his own hands)

Leftovers - brichibi (6k)

“Did you two make up?”

That. That’s why that fight felt like it was worth it, even if, technically, Izuku can’t answer her. Have they made up? Is this making up?

He actually doesn’t know.

[Or: the house arrest fic where it is, somehow, more awkward to talk through feelings than it is to fight]

lust-drunk - theboykingofhell (8k)

The one where Bakugou tries not to lose his mind to lust, and Midoriya is the useless gay who does nothing to help that matter at all.

💥 Quiet Rapture - lalazee (261k) - inc.

That A/B/O fic where cocky Alpha Bakugou falls in mate-love at first scent, while Midoriya is just a poor bookstore-owning Omega who got his nose punched in is a kid and can't smell a damn thing. Also known as: That time an Alpha had to use his actual personality to woo his mate instead of relying on his scent.

💥 A Demolition Boy & his Cryptid BF - kewltie (8k)

Bakugou of the Demolition Squad is famous for running one of the most popular Youtube channels on the web that regularly blow shit up and jumped off a perfectly good building for shit and giggles. He's also famous for his Cryptid BF™, never appearing on camera except for a few bodyshots and all information on him is kept locked up tighter than Fort Knox, therefore drawing all sort of attention and curiosity toward his mysterious boyfriend.

Deku from Deku Explains is a hopeless chatterbox who is known for uploading 20-30 minutes video that talked about his favorite shows and comics and have one of the most devoted following on Youtube. He also can't seem to shut up about his boyfriend Kacchan, who regularly make his presence on the channel as a disembodied voice.

They should theoretically have nothing in common except a shared platform to host their content and an army of fans with an endless curiosity and devotion to their Youtubers. Vidcon is where we lay our scene and the internet is about to get a rude wake up call.

What The Fuck Did You Just Call Me? - reading_raindrop (8k)

“A-ah B-Bakugou! You dropped some pencils!”

Katsuki stiffened. Kirishima and Kaminari froze. Basically, everyone within earshot stopped what they were doing to look at Izuku like he sprouted a second head. What did he just call him? “What the fuck did you just say to me?”

Katsuki whipped his head towards Izuku with his signature death glare as he stood up from where he picked up the fallen supplies.

“U-um I said you dropped some pencils! I think this eraser might be yours to-”

“No. What the fuck did you just call me?”

Izuku starts calling him Bakugou and it pisses the explosive teen off a lot more than he thought it would

💥 take care - Chrome (2k)

There are words to say stay safe, I’ll miss you, I love you, but Kacchan has always preferred to leave things unspoken. Izuku isn’t much with languages, but he thinks he’s figured out this one.

---

“Emotional constipation manifested as over-the-top housewifery?” Mina asks. Before Izuku can say that is not what he meant at all, she nods. “Yeah, I can see it.”

Just Look At Me - Colourcubify (52k) - dnf

Midoriya is completely happy with his life. Nope, not one single regret in his twenty-seven years. He especially doesn't regret running into his old childhood friend/bully after almost ten years, nor does he regret spilling coffee all over his very expensive looking suit. How nice it will be to die with no regrets. ~~~~ AKA the sugar daddy AU I meant to be a one shot, that turned into a full fledged story.

A Nest for the Best - Camellia_Sinensis (1k)

Deku’s been nesting and asking everyone in 1-A for pieces of clothing for his horde. Everyone, that is, except Katsuki. Cue the jealousy.

unforgiving - i_write_emotion (19k)

Deku is hit with a quirk that takes away his ability to forgive, and Bakugou’s world comes crashing down. Quirkless!Deku. Pro-hero!Bakugou.

@ Deku WRONG CHAT - katyastark (16k) - inc.

Deku: THE LENGTHS I WOULD GO TO JUST LICK THE SWEAT OFF HIS ABS hnnnnnghhh

Deku: or! like! It doesn’t even have to be his abs! It could be anywhere else! I’m not picky!

Pinky: excuse me what

ChargeDolt: OMG

Uravity: @Deku WRONG CHAT

I love you. I’m completely and utterly in love with you. Please don’t get married. - InkspillsNotebook (6k)

Ta-Da!!!! I hope you all enjoy the finished product!!! I'm sorry (not sorry) I broke a lot of you when I first posted this to tumblr!!

Procrastination - capncapk (5k)

But it is still surprising to see his more-than-friend-but-also-lover-he-guesses in his office seeking attention though Izuku already turned him down.

Usually he'll get a text of 'wyd?' followed by a time and place if Izuku responds with a confirmation, and silence if he's busy.

Or slammed into the wall in the agency's shower for a quickie if no one was around, which despite his anxiety, he often acquiesces to.

While You Were Sleeping - Belkacaramelka (71k)

The one where quirkless fanboy Midoriya Izuku rescues Pro Hero Todoroki Shouto, gets mistaken as his fiancé while he is in a coma, and gets caught up in the most unlikely fake engagement... until his childhood enemy and Todoroki's classmate Bakugou Katsuki tries to catch him out, and they both end up discovering a lot more about each other than they'd expected.

Quirkless AU based on the film; endgame BakuDeku. -- Katsuki didn’t know when the change had happened: how he had gone from asking why Todoroki chose Deku of all people, to wondering why it was Todoroki that Deku chose. Troublesome Deku, who cooed like an idiot at cats, tripped at a random catcall and sang badly. Who, despite everything, proved that it wasn’t the quirk that defined a person. Deku, who was too much, not his, and undeniably off limits to begin with.

briar roses (and hundred years of sleep) - vannral (16k)

In complete honesty, no one who knows the Class 3-A should be surprised anymore. Izuku is asleep.

In which Izuku is hit by a ‘Sleeping Beauty’ Quirk, Class 3-A tries to find his True Love and get them to kiss him, and Katsuki’s very angry about it all.

Yes, They’re All Safe - teaandtumblr (5k)

Villains have entered UA grounds and are disposed of just as quickly, but that doesn't mean a headcount of the students doesn't need to be done. Toshinori would admit, he wasn't quite prepared for what he found in Bakugou Katsuki's room.

💥 all choked up - spicyrabbit (5k)

Bakugou Katsuki had a habit of turning away from the heard. At 16, he does this by coming to terms with wanting, desperately, to see his childhood friend cry.

💥 May I take your order, dipshit? - supercrunch (6k)

So, like, maybe Bakugou wasn’t really the best choice for this whole pizza delivery shindig.

(Midoriya in love, Bakugou in denial, and way, way too much cheese.

A BakuDeku romance in thirty minutes or less. )

blooms every hour - dynamighttiddy (7k)

“It’s you, okay?!” Deku screams. “It’s you. And I know you’ll never love me back, so -” Deku wipes his eyes and straightens. “So just leave it.”

-----

Deku has hanahaki, and Katsuki doesn't know how to save him.

all choked up - dynamighttiddy (7k)

“Deku, what the fuck are you doing?!”

Izuku asks Kacchan to help him train blackwhip. Things don't exactly go according to plan.

A Fight To The Death - iknewaman (10k)

Izuku isn’t competitive by nature, but when the blond, cocky asshole from the other table’s team gets involved he suddenly becomes hellbent on winning.

Rival Pub Quiz AU

💥 Like the Moon - osakakitty (15k)

Katsuki Bakugo is having constant, erotic dreams about Izuku Midoriya. He isn’t sure why, but they won’t go away. In order to make them stop, he needs to figure out what Izuku Midoriya means to him.

Canon-verse story in which Bakugo is confused about his feelings for Midoriya, and doesn’t know what he wants. Besides a good night’s sleep.

💥 We Wear Chains on the Weekend - surveycorpsjean (35k)

Well, in a day of revelations, it turns out that Izuku isn't as vanilla as Katsuki previously thought. Unfortunately, that fascinating discovery is overshadowed by Izuku's dumbassery, because he has zero concept of aftercare.

"Don't go to anyone else," Katsuki says, because screw it. He can do a better job anyways.

Or; Katsuki finds Izuku on a bad drop.

take me out to dinner first - dynamighttiddy (3k)

“Kacchan,” Deku chides. “What’s going on?”

Katsuki takes a deep breath.

He trusts Deku with his life. He can trust him with this, too.

“Have sex with me.”

-----

Katsuki Bakugou is one of the only virgins left in class 3-A - and with graduation just around the corner, he's desperate to change that.

💥 that ultra kind of love - dynamighttiddy (11k)

“So, uh,” Kirishima starts. “Was that your first kiss?” he whispers, almost sheepish. Katsuki’s stomach drops, and he freezes. Memories of green eyes and freckles and soft lips flash behind his eyelids. “Yeah,” he lies easily. “That was my first kiss.”

-----

In which Bakugou pretends Kirishima is his first kiss, amongst other things.

to the moon and back - kewltie (1k)

"He gets stupid when he's drunk," Katsuki seethes in his seat as he watches Izuku croon love notes into Uraraka's throat. He’d never met a worst lightweight then Deku, who become some kind of demented affectionate monster.

💥 Bridges - supercrunch (18k)

Yaomomo sighs. “We’ve got a little bit of a situation, Bakugou. Ashi—uhm, somebody might have accidentally signed you up for that modelling gig.”

Katsuki holds up a hand. "So what you’re telling me here," he says, "is that you told Calvin Klein I would model for them. In my underwear.”

Ashido sinks behind a desk to hide. “Yes.”

(The thing is, they really do need the money. And Katsuki's technically the leader of this bunch of morons, so he finds himself taking the job even though his pride will never recover. And even though nobody thought to tell him that he'd be working with his ex-boyfriend. You know, the cute freckled guy from high school who went and broke his heart.

So, yeah. This whole situation kind of sucks.)

Crescendo - supercrunch - inc. (4k)

(Izuku's band is on their way to the top of the charts. But the real star, he thinks, is the drummer.)

Guilty Kiss - osakakitty (1k)

He could feel Midoriya's eyes on him. Even though he knew it was wrong, Bakugo still wet his lips in anticipation.

(Canon-verse) A short story about making out in a closet. It's messy, but so is their relationship.

💥 Surfaces - surveycorpsjean (25k)

Katsuki has a new girlfriend, but something isn't right.

As impossible as it is, Izuku can't help but wonder what it'd be like to be called Katsuki's girl.

Classical conditioning - supercrunch (8k)

(or: how to trick a boy into going out with you.)

Alright. Maybe his idiot friends had a point, Katsuki thinks as he shoulders open the front door. His mother’s in the living room drinking coffee. Katsuki kicks off his shoes and stomps over. “Am I charming?” he demands, blocking the TV.

Mitsuki pats his cheek. “Oh, hon. Not at all.”

💥 Dance Bunny - EllaBesmirched (17k)

Katsuki Bakugou spends most week nights by himself, sitting in a corner at his local strip club and passing time until he feels tired enough to sleep. Work leaves him stressed and the new city he moved to a year ago is just different enough that he can't sleep at night and can't seem to get comfortable no matter where he is.

When he finally changes up his schedule and decides to head to the club on a Saturday night, he is instantly infatuated with a part-time dancer who can do things with his body that Katsuki didn't even know were possible. The dancer calls himself Bunny. By the second lap dance, Katsuki realizes he is in trouble.

but the entrails are the best part! - supercrunch (15k)

The boy straightens up. He’s about half a head shorter than Katsuki, face soft and youthful and sweet. He turns to look at him properly. His dark hair shines in the dying light, basket of blooms looped over one arm and mouth quirked into a tiny half-smile. The sun hits his face and makes his eyes a bright greeny-gold, just like emeralds.

Katsuki likes emeralds.

“Pretty,” he says, reaching out and picking the stranger up around the middle. He’s surprisingly heavy, although Katsuki doesn’t mind. “I like you. Come see my nest.”

The boy hits him.

He’s stronger than he looks, turns out. Katsuki drops him and falls onto his back, pain blooming across his face. Birds sing. The sky’s a lovely shade of orange, clouds floating lazily by. The boy scarpers. He leaves his basket of flowers behind, footsteps thumping on the ground and fading away as he escapes.

The sun sets. Katsuki, lying flat on his back with a bloody nose, decides he’s just fallen in love.

tododeku

(You Know You’re Really) Cute - ladyhoneydarlinglove (2k)

Kirishima poses the question, who’s the cutest boy in Class 1-A? The answers kind of surprise everyone, especially Midoriya.

Everything Except - Pouler (28k)

"In retrospect, Midoriya probably should’ve realized the moment they were enveloped in a glittering pink cloud that something was about to go Very Wrong."

After an encounter with a unique villain threatens to change the nature of their partnership, Midoriya must find a way to get things back to normal between him and Todoroki. That is, if he's certain that getting 'back to normal' is what he really wants...

count your blessings, not your flaws - PitViperOfDoom (7k)

Midoriya Izuku has never been asked out, confessed to, or flirted with, except as a joke.

Riddles in the Heart - PitViperOfDoom (19k)

The law is clear: whoever correctly answers three riddles will marry the prince, while all who fail are to be executed. The people live in fear as more challengers try and fail, and the throne grows bloodier with every passing year. But a young prince, nameless and in exile from his home, believes there may be more to this brutal challenge than meets the eye.

Of course, there's only one way to find out: ring the gong, and take the trial.

Late bloomer - Nohaljiachi (10k)

That’s why when they’ve found themselves face to face on the ring of the sport festival once more, for the third time ever since they’ve met each other, and Izuku smiled at him, eager and challenging, self-confident but never full of himself, Shouto blinked, dazed and shocked, in realizing just how blindingly beautiful his best friend was. The way Izuku’s white shirt clung on his muscles, the little peek of his collar bone and the hard lines of his pecs visible under it, the way his thighs curved and filled the school gym uniform.

‘Oh, fuck—‘ Shouto thought, his head spinning, feeling like he just got run over by a freight train. ‘Shit. He’s- hot?’

Burn and Breathe - PitViperOfDoom (11k)

Soulmates are connected through pain, and some bonds have more to share than others. Todoroki Shouto wishes he could reject his soulmate. Midoriya wants nothing more than to protect his own.

one string, fit for a bow - furihatachlookie (5k)

There was no magical moment that played a part in Midoriya's realization that he liked Todoroki. The thin red string that greeted him every time he looked down at his hand was an obvious factor, yes, but it wasn't love at first sight either.

It sorta just... happened over time.

fire and feelings - kagshina (8k)

“Uh…” he starts, eyes widening. “Your finger’s on fire.”

Todoroki’s face scrunches together, confused, and then he looks down, noticing the flame. Midoriya watches as shock flashes across Todoroki’s face, and then horror, and then finally settles on embarrassment as he puts out the flame.

“Shit,” Todoroki mumbles, and Midoriya’s lip curves upward.

bakutododeku 

💥 Fire in the Mountains - EllaBesmirched (168k)

“I’ll do it.”

Enji froze, fingers curling into a fist at his side, and didn’t turn around.

Shouto froze too, feeling his own eyes widen in shock at the words that had come out of his mouth, at the fact that he had actually stood up, followed his father out of the room, and dashed after him all just to say… he’d do it? He would do it? Him. Shouto Todoroki. He would--

Enji finally turned around and fixed Shouto with an expression so scathing, Shouto had to fight to keep his chin raised. “You’ll marry the Barbarian King.”

Shouto blinked. “Yes.”

The Ballad of Love and Hate - EllaBesmirched (6k)

After eight painfully long years, Katsuki finally has Izuku back. He's determined to keep him this time, and to do that, he knows there are some things he has to say.

(mis)matched - ethydium (12k)

Midoriya doesn't hate the idea of finding one's soulmate, even though he had long since given up on finding his own. And then Bakugou and Todoroki match, and while he's happy for them, his heart breaks from all the unsaid things he feels for them.

Or:

Midoriya pines and suffers his way to his own happy ending.

pillowed by love - ethydium (21k)

As a prank, Uraraka gets Midoriya a body pillow (dakimakura) with the image of Bakugou printed on it. Then another one with Todoroki's picture. Chaos ensues.

other

For who could learn to love a beast? - supercrunch (4k) - bakutodo

Bakugou takes a deep breath and steps out into the living room, eyes automatically adjusting to the change in light. There’s a boy hanging up his coat in the hall. He’s handsome, albeit in an annoying way, hair dyed two colours to match his heterochromia and skin pale and perfect and smooth. He looks expensive. “Bakugou.”

“That’s me,” Bakugou says. “You’re younger than I expected.”

“I’m older than I look.”

(Deku was right, damn him. Pretty boys are Bakugou's type.)

Want it All - surveycorpsjean (29k) - kiribakutododeku

“Hey, so..." Eijirou grins. "Can we ask you guys a question?"

Frankendick and the Great Acid Fiasco - EllaBesmirched (11k) - shiggyxdabi

Dabi had been intending to spend a very nice Saturday getting stoned and plotting murder, thank you very much, but when a trio of UA brats on enough L to kill a Beatle accidentally dose him and two other unsuspecting homicidal maniacs, Dabi has to change his plans a bit. Apparently no else around here knows how to trip balls and fucking enjoy it.

The Twitter - EllaBesmirched (8k) - tododenki

Shouto never really intended for anyone to find his secret Twitter account. He certainly didn't intend for Kaminari to see Shouto's thirst tweets about him. Luckily, Kaminari doesn't seem to mind.

pray you catch me - supercrunch (4k)

Katsuki pushes her shirt up to kiss her stomach. It’s silly, how it makes her heart flutter, how Izuku’s whispered I love you threatens to make her cry all over again. They’re unwrapping her from her clothes. They won’t let her hide, she thinks numbly. Won’t let her curl in on herself like she’s something dirty, Katsuki’s hands tugging off her underwear so she’s naked and exposed between them. “I,” she says breathlessly. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be crying. I’m just being dumb.”

Izuku shushes her. Another tear trickles down her cheek and into her ear. He kisses it away, humming, brushing her bangs off her forehead so he can press his mouth between her brows. “You have every right to be upset. We’ll deal with him later. For now just let us take care of you.”

“She’ll get the message once you stop talking and fuck her,” Katsuki says, slipping his fingers into her. She clenches around him and shudders. “Gonna eat you out ‘til you forget how to move. Now put that fucking motor mouth to good use, Deku.”

#bnha #fic rec #mha #my hero academia #bakudeku #tododeku #bakutododeku #i do want to start reading kiribaku drop some recs pls #im just in a bakudeku hole #im not complaining i like it here #bnha fic rec #mha fic rec

[baku-bowl]

broke 1,000 followers (the fuck? I don't even make content people), so decided to write up a list of some (but not all, I'll make other lists later) of my favorite Bakugou-centric fic recs. my tastes run towards hurt/comfort, as you'll probably figure from the list. if there are some Baku-centric fics that you've enjoyed that aren't on here, please add them - this is definitely not a complete list of the ones I've read and love, but I'm always up for some recs. <3

fair warning, most of these are wips.

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Social Media 101 by WindsChild8178

Part 1: Survival Guide to Fucking Up

[Solely Bakugou’s point of view]

Katsuki Bakugou doesn’t have a gentle bone in his body. He’s aggressive in everything he does and does everything with 100% of his heart in it. After the Sport’s Festival, Katsuki starts to get harassed by strangers for his unheroic demeanor. It starts with letters but it doesn’t end there. The moment Katsuki realizes the harassment has entered dangerous territory and he needs to tell someone, it’s already too late.

Part 2: Post Traumatic Life Disorder

[Point of View opens up to Bakugou, teachers and classmates]

When the Dorms are finally built, everyone is settling in well, but things become tense as people begin to realize something isn’t right with the recently rescued Bakugou.

[Cannon compliant right up to after the License Exam]

hands down my favorite fic in the fandom right now. it’s the one that converted me into a Bakugou lover. if you have any fondness for Bakugou as a character then it’s likely you’ve read this one already, but if not, I can’t recommend it enough. incredibly depressing, but with the hope that comfort is coming soon in the next few chapters.

The Kids Will Be Alright, Eventually by NotWithThatAttitude

Bakugou is spiraling in the aftermath of Kamino and his friends are starting to notice. He's stubborn, aggressively independent, and less than willing to dig into his past, but after a breakdown that ends with a painful secret revealed, he starts to get help.

Whether he likes it or not.

Meanwhile, a new kind of villain threatens an uneasy peace following the loss of Allmight. Whispers build as a new narrative slowly takes shape:

Hero society needs to change.

Feat. Therapy, Dadzawa, best boy Kirishima, dysfunctional families, healing, growing up, and the mortifying ordeal of being known

guys.. the medical accuracy of this fic is just... *chef’s kiss*

I rarely see mental health genuinely handled well in fics, but this one goes above and beyond. kudos to the author for doing such excellent research into psychology, and making the application of it in here not-boring. also, while this one does have abusive!Mitsuki, it’s done in a way that feels realistic, and how I usually will see it occur in real life, rather than just for the hurt/comfort feels.

fair warning, the fic can be incredibly triggering (themes of severe depression, PTSD, panic attacks, rape survival, abuse survival, suicidal ideation/attempted suicide, among other things), so be safe and heed the tw’s if you decide to read. legitimately one of my Top Favorite fics in this fandom.

Lock and Key by autochorystalize

Bakugou made a choked, gravelly noise before croaking out a low, “You can’t be serious.” His fingers ached to blow up everything in the room.

“I’m sorry, young man, but you can’t change reality! This sometimes happens.” Recovery Girl clicked through his file, adding a new symbol in a previously empty slot.

- - -

A pair of eyes discreetly locked on to an explosive blond plowing his way forward, parting people in his path. He recognized the kid, of course. Anyone in the underbelly of society would recognize him, after the publicity of both UA’s Sports Festival and the events leading up to All Might’s fall. The uniform he was wearing cast away any doubts about the young man’s identity.

It was a bit of a surprise that the little firecracker presented as an omega.

- - - - - - - - -

Or: there are certain types of evil that seemed too distant, archaic violations and perversions that would never actually threaten bright-eyed heroes-in-training in the clean, modern world...but sometimes those evils aren't as distant as one might think.

remember when I said that I love a/b/o fics that are full of plot and world-building and gender-induced tension? that’s this one. the OC’s are fabulous and you love to hate ‘em. also, it’s the fic that made me fall head-over-heels for the TodoBaku dynamic, so it’s got a special place in my cold, dead heart. 

be warned, there are rather explicit non-con scenes between an adult (OC) and a minor (Bakugou) in this one, but the author warns for them in advance, and you could likely skip those parts without missing too much if you need to.

Never and Always, Eventually by Wawa_Boonliang

"Katsuki can remember the exact moment that he and Deku…that he and Midoriya Izuku became friends. He can also remember the moment he and Izuku became fierce rivals, a time when they were almost enemies.

However, what he remembers most clearly about their relationship is the moment that they moved passed rivals and became something more close than mere friends. Something more like brotherhood, something forged in fire and secured in the middle of a battlefield or in the midst of natural disaster where the number of the dead was climbing ever higher. And then it was torn from him."

Katsuki is given a second chance. A chance to save everyone. A chance to change everything.

But should he?

y’all. I’m a slutty, slutty whore for time travel fics. a time travel fic with autistic!coded Bakugou? it was love at first read.

Lessons Learned by Sif (Rosae)

Rather than the police station, Katsuki's friends bring him to a hospital after rescuing him from the villains. His wounds were minor, but it didn't make having them treated any less important. As it would so happen, Best Jeanist was also brought to this hospital after the attack.

Sometimes, small choices have a big impact on how a story plays out.

classic Bakugou hurt/comfort. this fic opened me up to the potential that could be a genuinely good Best Jeanist & Katsuki mentor-mentee relationship, and I kind of dig it and search ravenously for it in other fics now. I’m also a huge fan of the behind-the-scences Pro Hero Chat group.

Slope by sunfleurmoon

“I’m not a hero. Or a good person,” Katsuki says, giving Aizawa a pointed look, “So leave me alone. I don’t care about the League or UA, or you—” The two years he’s been away have been fine, more than fine, fucking fantastic actually if you ignore the bi-monthly near-death experiences. He doesn’t need this place. He doesn’t miss this place.

And yet, longing, a childish desire to tear up, or maybe blow something to bits, they all twist in his chest like a band of traitors regardless. “—I just want to go home.”

Or: the one where Katsuki and Izuku fail the first term exam, Aizawa discovers their pasts, and Katsuki is booted from UA. Featuring questionable descriptions of villain organizations, a slightly illegal moving shop, and your favorite emotionally constipated badass in distress with a newly discovered penchant for collecting strays.

paaaaaaiiiiiiiin. the hurt is ALIVE in this one. lots of tortured, angsty exploding child goodness. the OC’s are excellently crafted, and the Bakugou & Eri relationship? beautiful. definitely deserves a read.

Ground Zero by WindsChild8178

In the wake of Kamino, Katsuki is tested more than anyone could imagine. Bound by a villain’s quirk to keep his silence or die, he lives each day knowing it might very well be his last. He continues to work towards becoming a hero, keeping his secret from his classmates and teachers, focusing on making it through each day and trying not to allow the panic or depression to get the best of him. When the villain finally corners him with demands in exchange for his life, there is really only one answer Katsuki Bakugou can give.

honestly don't know which I want updated more - social media 101 or ground zero. this author's fics are amazing, and I really wasn't expecting the twist in this one. can't wait for windschild to come back to this fic some day.

The Defect by LadyGreenFrisbee

"Why do you want to win the Sports Festival so badly?" 

Because I want to see if the defect could usurp the masterpiece.

(In which Endeavor holds a terrible secret and Bakugo has to suffer since childhood for it.)

a great concept, and I adore the shouto and Katsuki sibling interaction here. hoping the author will come back to this one some day.

A Name That You'll Remember by Heronfem

Kirishima Eijirou is a Hero. Bakugou Katsuki... is not. Trapped in his toxic workplace and increasingly desperate to get out, Red Riot's days are only brightened by a new villain known as Caution, who's not exactly villainous and keeps accidentally doing good deeds. But when a real villain appears, a threat from the past that demands that Red Riot make the ultimate sacrifice to keep the public safe, Bakugou is forced into saving the day... and eventually, Red Riot himself.

sob story good guy villains are my weakness, this fic is a gem, and I'd kill for the sequel.

Our Hero by AnonymousTwit

He felt everything jerk to the side and throw his balance off before he saw anything, dust clouding his vision and irritating his lungs as the earth itself opened up to swallow them whole. For a single moment, in a millisecond's time, his wild eyes locked with Raccoon Eyes', hers alight with fear and adrenaline-fueled desperation. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he realized that it was the first time she'd looked at him with something other than long-deserved hatred in days.

And then he was free falling.

Or

After a particularly nasty encounter between childhood friends, the class learns about Bakugou and Midoriya's dark history and practically ostracizes Bakugou while trying to defend Midoriya. An earthquake during an outing has all sides regretting their decisions.

just fucking tear apart my self-sacrificing faves in every way imaginable while their loved ones watch on in terror. 💖🥰💖 this one is heavy on the Bakusquad and Class-1A feels, and VERY heavy on the Mina & Bakugou relationship (platonic).

Running back the tape, watching it replay by Faralyne

For someone ripped from their time, ripped from the few but strong relationships built by time and personal development, by self-reflection and swallowed pride, ripped from the one thing that made him feel worthwhile and needed and put-together, and forced to forge everything over again—Katsuki thinks he is handling it pretty fucking well.

Or

A villain’s quirk sends a 29-year-old Bakugou back in time to his middle school days.

am I a sucker for time travel? yes. am I a sucker for vigilante!bakugou? also yes. am I a sucker for this fic? literally refreshing the page in wait for an update as we speak.

Liability by sandelf

After All-Might dies rescuing Bakugou from the League, Bakugou is determined to prove it wasn't for nothing.

But the world is against him, his grief is overwhelming, and his stability is splitting at the edges.

very self-indulgent bakugou angst. tw for harassment, severe depression, and suicidality.

Special Mentions:

How To Win The Sport Festival: A Step By Step Guide by mhwright

Short re-imagining of the Sports Festival Arc if Shinso had planned a little better and worked a little harder to win the Sports Festival and if the match-ups had been slightly different. Self-indulgent fic of watching him succeed.

this is completely Shinsou-centric, not Bakugou-centric, but I love and adore it and am dying for a sequel. Shinsou is Best Boy here and you'll be rooting for him the whole time.

#fic rec #katsuki bakugou #bakugou #seriously though if you have a rec for me please always assume i will be unbearably grateful for it #and hit me up with it in the comments or through messaging #thanks for the follows y'all!

[iidascalves]

First patrol (Hawks x reader)

So I got a little carried away writing the beginning of this one, but I just REALLY love Mirko. I wasn’t sure what to use as the reader’s quirk so I just did the ability to create telekinetic force fields with energy in different shapes and shit. Also, (h/n) will mean your hero name. Once I finished I writing this I decided it was a little long so I split it into two parts. I guess this first part can be considered a various x reader lol. I’ll post part 2 soon! I’m having a lot of fun with these so please don’t be shy to send requests or asks! Thanks :)

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“THAT’S NOT FUCKING FAIR” Bakugou screeched in the common room.

“I literally don’t know what you want me to say.” You stared blankly at Bakugou as he was practically foaming at the month. His hands began to emit smoke.

“Kacchan, calm down! (Y/n), I’m happy you got such a great opportunity!” Izuku tries to congratulate you while holding a death grip on Bakugou’s arm. “You and Mirko will make a great duo!”. You smiled at his reassurance and braced yourself for his detailed mutterings about the specifics of both your and your future mentor’s quirks.

“Thank you. I’m excited but nervous.” You shifted in your seat while your hands were in tight fists. “I’m excited to prove myself.”

“I’ve met Mirko before. She’ll enjoy working with you, I’m sure of it.” Todoroki spoke for the first time all evening from the dinner table as he slurped cold soba. You honestly had forgotten he was there.

“Oh yeah! Your father and Mirko team up sometimes, right?” Izuku mentioned as he turned on the couch to face Todoroki.

“Yes.” Todoroki took a slurp of soba before continuing. “If you run into him, be wary. He’s more concerned about his reputation than a rookie looking for guidance or protection. That’s why Hawks does his own thing most of the time. My dad can’t be bothered with anyone else.”

“I’m sure (y/n) will be in good hands with Mirko.” Izuku tried to ease the tension in the room. As Todoroki is a man of few words, it’s rare for him to share things like this. You decided you should head to bed to prepare for your long day tomorrow.

“Alright guys. Thanks for chatting with me. I’m off to bed.” After replies of good nights and wishes of luck, you tried sleep off the anxiety until tomorrow.

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“Ready to rumble, (y/n)?!” Mirko enthusiastically greeted you when you entered her office.

“Yes Ma’am! Thank you for letting me join you today!” You bowed to Mirko and straightened up as you heard her walking toward you.

“No need to be so formal!” Mirko gave you a big slap on the back as she passed you. With your back aching and stinging, you closely followed her to the elevator. “I don’t take just anyone out to patrol with me, (Y/n). You got something special, kid.” She gave you a large smile as the elevator door closed. You were thrilled to finally start your internship, with your idol none the less.

“Thank you, Rumi. It means a lot coming from you.” You tried to calm the reddening of your face as you two descend to the lobby of her agency.

“Don’t sweat it! And remember that on the street I’m Mirko. Right, (h/n)?” Mirko smiled at you as the elevator rang.

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After a few hours of patrol you and Mirko still hadn’t had any calls or serious confrontations. Although popperazzi and other media outlets seemed to follow you both everywhere, they were only taking pictures from a distance as not to interfere. “Sorry that this is such a quiet day. I wanted to see you in action!” Mirko began chatting with you and you two walked.

“No, it’s alright. Something is bound to come up anyway, right?” You smiled and continued to survey your surroundings. A teenage boy ran up.

“You’re Mirko, right?” His face was a deep red.

“The one and only! Want a picture or something?” Mirko smiled at the boy. His head whipped around before his eyes frantically landed on you.

“Hi. Can you take our picture, please?” You held up the fan’s phone to take a picture with Mirko.

“1,2,3, smile!” You continued taking a few pictures until Mirko put her hand up to her ear intercom. You handed the phone back to the guy and awaited news. Mirko nodded at you after coming off the intercom.

“Let’s go. No time to waste.” Mirko turned serious as she dashed off to the lower part of town. You used your quirk to manifest a board to ride on in order to keep up.

As unfamiliar buildings flew past, you couldn’t recall seeing the surrounding landmarks on the sheet of information Mirko gave you about your sector.

“Mirko, are we close?” You grew anxious and unsure as you approached the scene.

“Yeah,” Mirko grinned as she gained momentum by swinging off a lamppost. “Stay sharp. This is uncharted territory for you.” You nodded and picked up speed, feeling the wind press against you.

Finally, you saw the scene you were summoned to. A monstrous villain was holding a car with a family trapped inside above his head. You didn’t recognize the villain, he was most likely an angry civilian that snapped. The villain was towering about thirty feet above you. He was angrily screaming, the veins on his neck and arms were bulging and strained. It was obvious this guy never used his quirk like this before.

“You think he used an enhancer?” You kept your eyes glued to the car the villain gripped.

“Probably.” Mirko’s smirk wavered and her brows furrowed. “Bunch of bastards have been juicing up and wrecking shit recently.” The villain began to shake the car and screech in anger.

“I’ll get the car, you get the guy?” You asked Mirko as your eyes focused in on the car and you activated your quirk.

“Read my mind. Just give me a boost.” Mirko smirked and slid a foot back in preparation to jump. “Let’s go.” Mirko lept sideways causing the villain to whip his head in her direction. You raised your left hand and manifested a platform under the car. Your right arm shot out as you made a small platform about seven feet in the air for Mirko to vault off of. Your eyes remained on the car as you heard Mirko’s feet pound on the platform and you saw a swift white streak knock the villain from under the vehicle. While Mirko repeatedly kicked the villain into submission, you lowered the car with the clamoring family to the ground. You ran to the car and escorted each member to the side where a small crown was gathered. You turned to see Mirko with the villain in a suffocating leg triangle. The villain’s screeching quieted and his body began to lose muscle and shrink.

“Mirko, should we take him in for questioning?” You pulled handcuffs out of your pocket and placed them into Mirko’s outstretched hand.

A gust of wind passed behind you making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. You also felt an intense warmth behind you. “We can take him off your hands. You’re in our jurisdiction after all.” You spun around to see Endeavor and Hawks. Your hands clenched and your chest tightened at the sight of the two top heroes.

“Number 1 and 2, always a pleasure.” Mirko hauled the villain to his feet. “So what if we’re in your jurisdiction? You guys didn’t get here fast enough. That’s why we were called.” Mirko smirked.

“Mirko,” Endeavor began to speak. ” we were being briefed on an important future mission. Our delay was expected so they called you and uhh.. Shouto’s classmate.”

“’Shouto’s classmate’ is not the name of my intern, Endeavor.” Mirko put a hand on her hip and raised a brow at the number one hero. Her ears perked up at the arrival of an idea. “How about this: we walk this jerk to the precinct and do introductions over some lunch?”.

“As long as the place has chicken.” Hawks smiled at Mirko. You wanted to admire his handsome features, but decided against it out of fear of embarrassment if he caught you. “Endeavor treats since he was the reason we’re late!”. Endeavor crossed his arms and sighed. He then began walking in the direction of the precinct. Mirko and Hawks shared a laugh and Mirko began hauling the villain behind Endeavor. You paused before following. Your eyes were still trained on Endeavor. You wondered if he would have cooperated at all if you fought with him instead of Mirko. Hell, he didn’t even bother to learn your name after being friends with Shouto for the past year.

“So what’s your deal, kid?”. Hawks was suddenly walking by your side. You tensed at his sudden presence and looked ahead towards Mirko.

“My deal?” You glanced at him to see if his eyes were still on you, eyes briefly meeting before your head turned.

“Yeah. Does Endeavor spook you or something?”

“No.” You could feel your face getting warm. “He’s just intimidating, I guess. And hearing what Shouto has to say about him doesn’t really help.” You didn’t like being questioned like this.

“I get that. He’s a shitty dad.” Hawks stretched as you two walked. “He’s also a pretty difficult guy to get to know. He’s starting to change for the better though. But his social skills are still shit.” Hawks looked over at you to make sure his remark made you smile. He knew if he kept talking you’d loosen up and get more comfortable. “How’s your first patrol going?”

You glanced at him and smiled. “I can’t complain about lunch with the top two heroes.” Hawks laughed.

“Yeah, I guess. I’d say you’re doing pretty well for your first time. Mirko doesn’t team up with just anyone, you know.” Your face got even warmer as you became flustered once again.

“I’m mainly only good for defense and rescue.” You looked away from Hawks and started to fidget with your hands.

“Don’t be modest, kid. I saw you rescue that family back there.” Your face was own fire upon hearing his praise. “Also saw you kick ass at the sports festival. If it were up to me, I’d have you do more offense training.”

“T-thanks.” You said shyly as you scanned around you for something to look at to distract you from your own embarrassment. Things remained pretty quiet as you continued to walk to the precinct.

#bnha x reader #bnha imagines #various x reader bnha #hawks x you #hawks x reader #mirko x reader #mha x reader #mha oneshot #mha imagines #my heo academia #boku no hero fanfic #boku no hero academia #keigo takami x reader #keigo takami

[karmasuna]

How would the boys handle having a crush on an emotionally reserved girl? [bakugo katsuki, midoriya izuku, todoroki shouto]

Ah, gotcha! Thank you for the clarification, and I hope you like this! 

P.S. I’m sorry this took so long (^^;)

Genre: Fluff

Bakugo Katsuki

-when he first meets you he would probably hate you since you would never react when he yells at you, only staring back at him cooly with a steely gaze before walking away after he yells at you 

-you were known as the Tundra Diva of class 1A, with the chilly and secretive attitude you had towards everyone

-he wouldn’t like how you never seemed to be affected by his outbursts, never giving him any kind of reaction which only fueled his anger and dislike towards you 

-over time he would begin to use you as an emotional punching bag of sorts, coming to you and yelling at you when he was feeling particularly frustrated or just had a hard day

-he would use the excuse that your face was making him angry to yell at you

-and you would just sit there and take it, letting him vent out his frustrations as you continued on with whatever you were doing, occasionally looking up and see whether he was done being angry yet 

-his yelling about how shitty you were eventually turns into full on angry yelling about how dumb everyone else was, and the topic always shifts to whatever he was feeling pissed about that that day

-over time as he came to yell at you about whatever he was angry about more and more, the volume of his yelling decreases, and it becomes more of an angry rant as he complains to you about how stupid all of you were

-and you would start to give him short reactions, giving him one-worded replies to let him know that you were still listening to him and acknowledging how he felt

-soon, he begins to realize that he actually likes doesn’t hate talking to you

-you were the first person to actually acknowledge his feelings instead of just yelling at him to shut up like his mom did or just laugh at him like all your other classmates did

-sure, you didn’t give him much of a reaction when he yelled at you, but from the little you did give him to work with he could tell that you weren’t just humoring him 

-you actually listened to what he had to say, even if your uninterested expression didn’t show it

-eventually him coming to find you to talk about his day would become a daily occurrence, him storming into your room uninvited after dinner every night to angrily complain about his day while you occasionally make sounds of acknowledgement at him 

-the angry muttering softens into regular talking over time, and by that point you were pretty sure that you and Kirishima were the only two people he ever talked to with his inside voice 

-the way he acts around you when the two of you were alone bleeds out into how he treats you at school as well, and your classmates eventually start to notice as well

- “How’d you get Bakugo to be so nice to you?” Mina asks you one day, elbowing you eagerly as she tries to get you to spill the beans about your relationship with the angry blonde

- “I guess we have become acquaintances of sorts.” you tell her curtly, leaving her to gasp in surprise as she runs after you with questions, asking you how in the world you managed to befriend a guy like him 

-the news spreads like wildfire through your classmates, and all of them are surprised to know that the boy famous for his anger issues and you, known for being cold and emotionally reserved are becoming friends

-Kirishima knows his best friend better though, and he hunts Bakugo down and demands to know how the blonde felt about you

- “She’s just okay to talk to,” he answers gruffly. “I don’t hate her.”

-the redhead nearly bursts with delight hearing his best friend admit it out loud

- “You like her, don’t you?”

- Bakugo’s face turns the shade of Kirishima’s hair, and he angry denies it before chucking a book at the other boy and yelling at him to get out, slamming the door in his face

-but it was too late, and a knowing grin spreads across Kirishima’s face as he registered the fact that his best friend has a crush and it was none other than the Tundra Diva

-being left alone, Bakugo is left to his own devices as he feels his thoughts run rampant, letting himself think about you and how he felt about you

-sure, he didn’t really know anything about you but he had a sneaking suspicion that you actually cared about him even with your nonchalant responses to him

-and he feels his face go red as he thinks about you and he realizes 

- “oh fuck me, I have a crush on that idiot.”

 Midoriya Izuku

-Honestly Midoriya would be kind of scared of you at first, with you cool attitude and the fact that you barely talked to anyone, let alone have any friends

-But he would admire your quirk and your skills, and would be secretly taking a lot of notes about your abilities but he would be too shy to ask you questions about your quirk, instead writing down a long list of questions in his notebook 

-The first time you really acknowledge you would be when he accidentally leaves his notebook open on his desk to the page with all the questions he wanted to ask you 

-His detailed drawing and analysis of your costume catches your eye, and you raise your eyebrows in mild surprise when you see the plethora of questions he had written down for you

-Glancing around to make sure no one was around, you sit down and start writing down answers to his questions, adding detailed explanations to help him understand your quirk better

-And when he comes back to his desk his gasps in delight at the rows of neat writing next to his questions that answered all of his questions

-Knowing that only you would know so much about your own quirk, the green-haired boy immediately rushes over to your desk and thanks you profusely for your help

-With a smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes you nod, telling him that you don’t mind him asking questions

- “Really?? Are you sure?” 

-and from that time on he would come and ask you questions about your quirk and your fighting style every now and then, and you would help him clarify some points that he isn’t too sure about

-it would become a routine of sorts for the two of you, him coming to knock on your door every night to ask you a few questions, and you would answer him patiently and calmly

-he would be so grateful since you were practically the only one who was willing to sit through his constant questioning 

-one day he would just sit there in your room sadly after asking you questions as usual 

- “Is everything alright, Midoriya?” you ask politely after seeing his crestfallen face

- “I don’t think I have any more questions for you anymore,” he says sadly

- Truthfully, you had become used to his daily visits, since he was the first person who actually talked to you at school outside of polite chit chat

-Sometimes it wasn’t that you weren’t willing to be friends with others, people were just too intimidated by your cool exterior to even approach you

- “Isn’t that a good thing?”

- “Well that means I don’t have an excuse to come and see you anymore.”

-you’re surprised by how bluntly he said that, asking him why he would want to come see you

- “Well, I don’t know much about you other than your quirk, but I know that you’re a really nice person and I really want to get to know you better,” he spultters, face turning red when he realized that he was ranting and apologizes when he sees your expressionless face

-and you give him a small smile, and this time it reaches your eyes as you softly tell him that he’s welcome to visit anytime

-he heart warms when he sees your genuine smile for the first time

-and he can’t help but think to himself that he always wants to see you smile like that, and he wants to be the one who makes you smile

-later it’s while he tells Todoroki about what he was thinking at the time that he pauses mid-sentence and realizes that he has a crush on you, his facing flushing bright red 

 Todoroki Shouto

-he wouldn’t pay much attention to you at first, since he himself was quite emotionally inward as well

-he wasn’t one to initiate a conversation with anyone and neither were you, so you never really interacted with each other

-the first time he really takes notice of you is when the two of you get assigned to fight against one another in a practice match    

-and as he tries to analyze your moves and your quirk he realizes that your skills were actually on par with his own, which piqued his interest in you

-after that match he starts doing his own research on you, looking up your name and learning about your quirk 

-eventually, you would be forced to pair up with him more and more often during training, since no one would really approach either of you to ask you to be their partner, with your steely gazes sending everyone running from the two of you

-so you two would end up as a pair every time without fail since you were the only ones left without a partner

-and after multiple times of pairing up with him for various tasks, you two eventually fall into a comfortable dynamic and get used to each other’s style, each complimenting the other nicely

-by then you two would already be known for your seamless teamwork and non-verbal communication one of the best in the entire hero course

-and with that fame rumors also begin to spread about the two of you being together

-those who were brave enough to approach either of you would timidly ask whether the two of you were dating, and you would cooly deny the claims

-but little did you know that everyone constantly telling him that the two of you would make a good couple and that you should get together really did get to Todoroki

-and he couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like if the two of you really got together

-he would brush it off at first, thinking that it was only because people kept on bringing the topic up that it was inevitable that he would think about it 

-but he starts second guessing his true feelings when he sees you talking to Kirishima one day during class

-and he starts feeling uneasy inside as he sees you making small talk with the bright boy 

-sure, Kirishima was a good person and Todoroki knew he harbored no ill intent towards you, and yet at that moment he wanted nothing more but for Kirishima to stop cozying up to you

-Todoroki and you were partners, so why were you getting closer to someone else rather than spending more time with him?

-that night he voices his concerns to Midoriya and Uraraka, and after hearing how he felt the other two exchanged a knowing glance before they turn to look back at the oblivious teen who was looking back at them blankly

- “Are you perhaps jealous?” Uraraka says suggestively, waggling her eyebrows at Todoroki

-and he ponders this idea, wondering if what he was feeling was indeed jealousy

- “Perhaps,” he begins, thinking hard about how he felt about you

- “Todoroki-kun, you have a crush on Y/N, don’t you?” Midoriya exclaims, clapping his hands in delight

-and they excitedly tell the now-blushing boy that the two of you would be perfect for each other, since you were just like him and the two of you could become the icy power couple of 1A

-he does think that that sounds nice, a small smile appearing on his face as he thought about you

- “I think maybe I do like her.”

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Chapter Two - Calling All Callers!

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“Your Grace, I-” You sputtered, dipping into a small curtsy, trying to show your respect to the duke’s son. The red-and-white haired man simply raised a hand, waving off the courtesy to show no harm was done.

“There is no need, Miss… Yagi.” Shouto said hesitantly. You gave him a smile and nodded.

“It really is a pleasure to meet you, but I am curious, how do you know my brother?” You ask.

“He and I studied at UA together a couple of years ago.” Izuku commented, beaming at the two of you. A bright grin sprouted across your face.

“Oh, how lovely!” You enthused. “I’ve heard wonderful things from both the critics and Izuku about that institution, people say it’s one of the finest in the country.” This earns a slim smile to spread across Shouto’s face, so thin in fact, that if one weren’t looking specifically for it they would miss it. You just happened to catch it.

“Yes, it was certainly a rewarding experience - the professors there allow a great amount of knowledge to pass through their students.” Shouto’s voice was measured and direct, matching what he was wearing. It was a handsome grey velvet suit with small gold details on the cuffs and coattails, and he had a white cravat with matching gold features. 

“Curses, would you look at the time,” Izuku mutters, in his hand a pocket watch. “I’m terribly sorry to cut this introduction short, but it is time that Y/N and I must be departing.” You shoot your brother a bewildered look.

“But Brother, it is quite early,” You noted, wanting to continue the conversation the three of you were having.

“Under normal circumstances you are indeed correct, but I’m sure you would like to be well-rested for tomorrow morning.” He says, a somewhat shyness seeping into his voice. It then suddenly clicked for you - callers. It was custom that the morning following the first ball of the season, young men would be invited into the homes of the young ladies they had an interest in, often bringing along with them gifts.

“Ah, quite right,” you say softly, the daunting events of the next morning making you a little uneased. Out of a nervous habit, you pulled your silk gloves higher on your arms - even though they were at their highest - and sighed. “Your Grace, it was lovely to meet and converse with you this evening. I do hope you excuse our early departure,” You tell Shouto, genuine disappointment in his voice. Shouto simply nodded.

“Of course, Lady Yagi. It truly was a pleasure.” You cutsied with a simper and took Izuku’s arm.

“We must get together properly, how about you come to our club?” Izuku offers.

“Indeed, that would be nice.” Shouto confirms, a hand outstretched to shake your brother’s. From there you bid your adieu and followed Izuku back to where your father was located. The carriage ride home passed by a lot quicker than you would’ve thought, your mind running rampant with questions about the duke’s son.

“Up, up, up!” You whine as you hear Mei trill about. As soon as she pulls back the curtains, the offensive light shines into your eyes causing you to squint.

“What time is it,” you groan as you arch your back into a stretch. Mei rolls her eyes and gives you a grin.

“It is time for you to get up, Miss Yagi.” She replies. You frown as you hear her address you in such a formal way.

“Mei, I’ve told you before - please call me Y/N. We’ve been friends since we were little.” 

“And I hope you remember that when you marry some rich man,” she quips, earning a stuck out tongue from you. The two of you always were in sync when you were getting ready for the day. You slip into your chemise and moisturize your hands while Mei is behind you tightening the restricting corset around your torso. Then comes the dress. “Which one, Y/N.” Mei asks, making a point to emphasize your name. You give her a smirk and turn your attention to the dresses she was holding. One of them was a pretty pale pink and had a sheer lace pattern on top while the other was a sage green with a darker green satin bow tied around.

“I don’t know…” you mumble, closely inspecting both of them. You acknowledged that both of the colors and features presented a different attitude - while pink bore a more innocent approach to society, the sage green displayed a much more mature tone.

“Personally, I love both, but I think the sage green is your winner.” A deeper but still feminine voice filtered into your room from behind you. Recognizing it immediately, a wide grin spread across your face. You turned around to find your governess from when you were young, Nemuri Kayama.

“Mrs. Kayama!” You exclaim, rushing towards the woman and enveloping her in a hug. While your actions might’ve been seen as improper by most of the public, your relationship with your governess was far different than the norm. When Inko, your mother, died, Nemuri helped to pick up the pieces. She was your father’s friend from when they were younger - happening to live right next to each other. From the raw age of eleven, Nemuri became your mother-figure and governess, teaching you how to become an integral part of society but not be quieted and coddled. She taught you to be strong.

“Y/N my dear, it’s truly been too long since the last time I saw you.” She said earnestly, returning your tight hug. “But we are on a tight schedule today - callers will be coming any moment!” Nemuri exclaimed, leading you back to Mei. “Mei, it is wonderful to see you again.” Mei brightens at the raven-haired woman’s words and smiles. 

“It’s an honor, Mrs. Kayama! And to be clear, we are going with the sage green?” Mei questioned, holding up the pretty dress. With a simple but clear nod, Nemuri allowed space for Mei to help you into your dress as she went to grab something from the basket she carried. 

“Mei, before you do her hair, I have something,” She says, walking back over to you with something wrapped in tissue paper. “For you, my dear.” Nemuri places the wrapped gift in your hand. Daintily, you peeled back the layer to reveal a stunning hair comb. Detailed with gold plated flowers, the comb fit perfectly with your outfit - in the center of each group of petals were pearls.

“Mrs. Kayama…” you say, at a loss for words. Her hands work along with Mei’s as they style your hair into an updo, letting some of the front hairs stay down to make it look more effortless. Finally, Nemuri takes the comb from your hand and nestles it into your hair.

“It was my mother’s and it would be my greatest wish for you to have it.” She says, giving you a smile through your mirror.

“I couldn’t possibly-” you start.

“Y/N. I want you to have it. I have no children, nor will I ever, but I do have you.” Nemuri rests her hands lightly on your shoulders. You bring one of yours up to touch her’s, grabbing hold of it.

“Thank you.”

“Miss Yagi, I would encourage you to settle into the parlor soon, it’s almost 11 o’clock,” A maid said from around the corner. You quickly stood and slipped on your lacy gloves and looked back to both Mei and Nemuri for a final approval of your outfit. You were greeted with encouraging smiles - all you needed to scamper off down the stairs and into the parlor. Waiting there was both your father who was reading this morning’s newspaper.

“Sorry for being a bit tardy, I was catching up with Mrs. Kayama,” you explain, settling onto one of the pristine white couches that adorned the beautiful room. Originally designed and decorated by your late mother, it was full of everything she loved. From the powder pink walls to the white detailing, the beautiful chandelier that dangled from the ceiling, and the most comfortable but chic furniture, all of it seemed to scream ‘Inko’.

“That’s quite alright darling,” he says taking a sip of his tea.

“Is Izuku off with Lady Uraraka? I remember him mentioning that he wanted to take her to the sweets shop downtown,” You mention, smoothing out the folds of your dress.

“Actually, he is-” Your father begins but is cut off by the shuffling of feet. He simply waves the conversation off, signaling that the two of you would continue it later. You, however, were scrambling to your feet in order to look presentable. In walked two of your butlers, and behind them, a group of about five young men.

“Callers for Miss Yagi?” 

And with one sentence, those four little words, your afternoon was whirled into a twister. You felt flattered, of course, but some of the young men that called for you were just so… dull. Just like at the ball the previous night, Lord Ojirou was kind but boring - his conversation going in one ear and out the other. But, to be polite, you wore a kind smile and nodded when needed. Sir Koda was incredibly shy, so you had to take the reins on your chat. It wasn’t awful, in fact, he was a rather nice man to talk to. He was even so kind hearted as to bring you two white parakeets - a gift for giving him your time. Lord Kaibara and Lord Shoda were both nice enough, each bearing expensive flowers and boxes of sweets. And finally, you were onto the worst out of the bunch. You figured that the afternoon was going nicely, a bit too nicely. Then, of course, Lord Mineta had to walk on in. While he brought along a gift that was nice enough, a pair of sheer lace gloves, he was insufferable to converse with. You made eye contact with your father several times and knew that if he could kick the young lord out, he would, but for the sake of your family’s reputation he abstained. You suppressed a sigh as your conversation with Lord Mineta took quite a serious turn, already talking about a possible engagement between the two of you.

“Oh Miss Yagi, I can see it now - you and I, a large house in the midst of the city, about ten children-”

“Ten?!” You exclaim, a nervous smile on your face as you brought out your fan.

“But of course!” Your conversation with him continued down this unfortunate path but you chose to focus on the opening door behind him to reveal your brother. You let a breath of relief flow out from you as you saw his familiar face, but it soon morphed to one of curiosity, because behind him, was Shouto Todoroki. You registered Lord Mineta continuing to drone on but your eyes stayed on the duke’s son, watching his simple mannerisms as he followed Izuku to where your father was sitting. It only took another moment for the red-and-white haired man to return your gaze. It was like a fresh rain had descended upon you - a wave of solace seemed to wash over you as your eye-contact remained, finding comfort in his heterochromatic eyes. It was broken, however, when you felt someone’s hands on top of your gloved ones. Wrenching your head back quickly to the man, if you could even call him that, in front of you, you started to feel a light panic rise within you. What on Earth am I doing entertaining this guy? Like hell would I ever become engaged to a man like him, you thought.

“As I was saying, Lady Yagi, I was mentioning how it would be more than kind of you to join me to promenade tomorrow - perhaps noon?” Lord Mineta said, a sickening smirk spreading across his face. You glanced over at Shouto to see he was still looking at you and flashed him a look of desperation.

“I, umm, that is very kind of you Lord Mineta, however I find myself occupied tomorrow.” You say, trying to find any excuse to get out of the situation he hopes to find the two of you in.

“That is curious because I remember talking to the other callers you so selflessly entertained and they mentioned nothing about making plans with you,” Damn, he caught me in a lie. I am surely in for it now.

“That’s because I have made plans with Lady Yagi.” A cool tone graced the room and you turned your head to look up at the speaker. Shouto stood next to you and looked at Lord Mineta with indifference in his expression, but pure confidence flickered in his eyes.

“O-Of course Your Grace!” Lord Mineta stuttered, letting go of your hands. You quickly returned your hands to your side, accidentally brushing one across Shouto’s sleeve. “If you would excuse me, I have some business to attend to! Lovely, of course, to chat with you Miss Yagi.” He says and walks quickly out of the room. As soon as the doors were shut, you sighed with relief and turned to face Shouto.

“Thank you so much for helping me,” you confess, giving him a tired smile. “I don’t intend to be rude, but Lord Mineta was-”

“He was incredibly inappropriate and completely mindless.” He says. The bluntness of his words made you laugh, even causing you to bend over a bit.

“Nicely put, Your Grace.” You compliment, amusement still leaking from your voice. He gives you a small smile. “Were you and Izuku at our family’s club? I hope everything was to your satisfaction,” You comment, inviting him to take a seat next to you on the couch. He takes your offer and settles down beside you.

“It was very pleasant indeed, your family was kind enough to provide me with the finest of activities there.” He confirms. You grin and discard your gloves, wanting to rid Lord Mineta’s presence from your memory. You don’t realize, being too preoccupied with the lacy accessories, but his breath hitched a bit at your casual actions.

“I normally don’t get to go, it being a gentleman’s place and all,” you say as you arrange the gloves by your side, “but on special occasions when it’s closed I do love to go horseback riding there. The paths and roads there are always brimming with beauty.” You look back to him.

“Unfortunately I wasn’t able to partake in such recreations, perhaps I shall take a ride another time.” Shouto says.

“I’m sure my brother would love to take you, he absolutely adores his horse but don’t tell anyone I told you that.” You snicker, eyeing Izuku to make sure he wasn’t listening. It seemed to be that he was very absorbed in a conversation with your father, one that he started the moment he walked into the parlor.

“Well, if things go according to plan for Izuku, I do believe he will have less opportunities to give his time to his friends.” Shouto says, a warmer tone to his voice. It took a moment to connect the dots, but your face lit up when it did.

“Is he asking father to permit him to propose to Lady Uraraka?!” You whisper-squeal, your head drifting closer to Shouto’s.

“Indeed,” He whispers back, his smile beginning to widen.

“Well, if he’s too busy to accompany you, I wouldn’t mind doing so.” You say softly, your eyes flicking back to his. Noticing the not-so-far distance between the two of you, you lean back and blush. He doesn’t seem to mind, though, showing nothing to insinuate that he was uncomfortable.

“That would be nice, Miss Yagi.” You think a bit at how he addresses you and smiles.

“Please, Your Grace, call me Y/N. You see, whenever I do an activity with another whether it be picnicking, eating flavored ice, or horseback riding, I consider them my friend. And as my friend, I prefer to be called by my first name.” You say confidently. You can see Shouto clearly process your words and he in turn gives you a soft smile.

“If I am to call you Y/N, then if you wouldn’t mind, I would like you to call me Shouto.” For some reason, butterflies seemed to take flight in your chest when he said those words to you - like your soul had told you that this moment was one to remember.

“Alright then, Shouto.” You quip, a sly grin donning your face.

“How about tomorrow then?” He suggests quickly. You sit back, stunned a bit as his eagerness.

“Huh?” You say shocked.

“Well I did say that I had plans with you tomorrow,” His voice seemed to become a bit more shy as he explained himself, but still held steady. Recalling your interaction from earlier, you laugh a bit and nod.

“Yes, you certainly did. Tomorrow should do splendidly.” You assure him.

“Thank you Father! Thank you!” Your brother’s shouts of excitement pulled you from your conversation with the duke’s son and towards Izuku.

“What? What happened?” You stand up and rush over to your father and brother. Izuku seemed to have a sparkle in his eye, and wait, was that a tear?

“Tomorrow I will be proposing to Lady Uraraka.” He says breathlessly. You let out a shriek of excitement and wrap your arms around him, giving him a bone crushing hug.

“Izuku, that’s wonderful!” You shout with glee. The two of you spin around a bit and you were stationary enough to catch Shouto’s eye, a look of happiness spread across his face.

“Sorry, we can be kind of an energetic family,” You laugh, straightening your dress back out. He, to your surprise, chuckles.

“No, no, I’m not bothered by any means.” He replies. Shouto checks his pocket watch and sighs, regretfully looking back up to the three of you. “Unfortunately, I must be taking my leave. My father and I have some things to take care of, but Lady Yagi, I look forward to our sally tomorrow.” He says, tucking his pocket watch back into his coat.

“Y/N.” You emphasize. Shouto nods and smiles.

“Y/N.” He says, waving as he steps out of the parlor. As soon as it’s confirmed he exited your house, both your father and brother turned to you, expectant expressions on their faces. “What?” You ask, walking back over to fold up your gloves, handing them to a maid so that she could rush them to the washroom.

“Well, how were your callers?” Izuku asked. You roll your eyes and stretch your arms, feeling a little stiff after sitting for hours upon hours.

“They were… fine. Sir Koda was certainly nice to talk to and Lord Ojirou was, well, nice.” You realize that the two of them weren’t really satisfied with your responses, looking for more. “Really, that’s all I can say. None of them were that wondrous.” Your father hummed and closed his newspaper, standing up to rub a hand affectionately on your shoulder.

“You seemed quite friendly with the duke’s son,” he said, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. Unwillingly, you felt your face heat up and try to temper it before it became apparent to the two men.

“Oh, Shouto? He is very polite and kind - the two of us are actually going riding tomorrow.” You say casually as you take a teacup from the table and take a sip of the chamomile that was sitting in it. You hummed at the taste, calmness running through your nerves.

“Shouto, huh?” Izuku said, wiggling his eyebrows and nudging you with his shoulders. You simply rolled your eyes and set the teacup back on its saucer.

“Izuku, you know my friendship policy,” you respond.

“So that was all you planned for? Being friends with him?” You father inquired, a genuine look of curiosity on his face.

“Well, yes, that was what I planned for. I wouldn’t mind it at all if he was my friend. In fact, I would like it very much.” You decide, a soft smile spreading across your face.

“Sis, I know that smile,” Izuku says, pointing a finger at your face.

“What smile am I wearing then?” You ask, raising a brow.

“It’s the same one when Father brought Lord Takami by when you were thirteen.” He says, smiling cockily. The blush on your face returned and you shook your head.

“You're being foolish,” you respond, gently pushing your brother away, earning grins and chuckles from your father and Izuku. While you tried to negate your feelings, you couldn’t help but let yourself admire Shouto - granted, it may be in a more, well, romantic way then you would’ve originally intended. However, that is probably not what he needed. He needed a friend to go horseback riding with and that was what you would be. For now.

A/N: In case any of you were confused, the reason why Shouto got so flustered when Y/N took of their gloves is because it was technically considered improper for women to physically touch a man whose not part of her family without wearing them. So, even though Y/N didn’t touch him, he was still a little shocked by her casual actions :) 

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❝ The Wish to Return...❞ Pt. 2

(A) Todoroki Shouto X (A)Bakugou Katsuki X Black!Reader X (A)Midoriya Izuku 

✑Characters ⟹(Apex Alpha) Todoroki Shouto ⟹(Alpha)Bakugou Katsuki ⟹(Alpha)Midoriya Izuku

✑Warnings: ⟹Yandere ⟹NSFW ⟹Non-con ⟹Mental/Physiological abuse ⟹Sexism ⟹Gender Norms

✑Prompt/Summary: Three males are dropped off into the middle of nowhere, having no clue what's going on or how long they'll be away. Yet the sweet smell of a woman makes them want to stay.

✑Notes: ⟹No Quirk AU ⟹Y/C/S = Your certain scent ⟹Listen, don't @ me. I’m trying something new with the Omegaverse bear with me pls ⟹Aged up ⟹Some warnings don't apply to this part, but for future parts. The NSFW still applies to this part.

«Pt.1»   «Pt.2»

Part 2: Disapperance 

Gone. 

Like you weren't even there to begin with. 

But the sweet smell of Y/C/S still lingered in the air.

It was upsetting. 

Whoever you are was just begging to be claimed, releasing such a sweet smell in the night alone with no Alpha or scent upon you. It could make one drool at how defenseless you were. The two men stare at where you once stood, inhaling all that they could before your scent was gone forever. They wanted you… no, needed you.

Upon walking back inside, Todoroki immediately headed to his room. Izuku in deep thought as he walked back to his room, only for soft speaking of the Beta and Omega in the kitchen, cleaning up from tonight's dinner. “It smells like Y/C/S or like fresh something. It’s always so potent.” Uraraka giggled happily as she looked up at her friend, his hands deep in dishwater.

“Maybe they're in the town. We can travel down and see.”

“I've already been, but they weren't there. Maybe they're from Haibazia!”

“We can't travel there, especially, with the overrun of Alphas.”

“So then the Festival! Everyone goes.” The two girls chatted to each other excitedly, Izuku pushing away from the back wall and walking to his bedroom. Eavesdropping on people wasn't something he'd like to do, but something he did often.

Haibazia, a much larger and more profitable town, but overrun with Alphas. Muttering all the possibilities, he stopped outside his room. ‘Taking two Alphas there won't do us any good.’ Mentally cursing his friends for their bad attitudes, made traveling much harder. 

That night he couldn't sleep. 

The soft voice whispering into his ear. Random hands running up his body. Like another body was pressed up against and the smell of Y/C/S filling his nose.

Bakugou was the second awake, finding Todoroki sitting at the dinner table rubbing a liquid against his neck. It wasn't odd to see Todoroki awake this early. He ran on his own internal clock, which resulted in him getting up before the sun rose.  “I suggest you wear this too.” Bakugou snatched the bottle and read over it. 

‘Scent Cancellationn.’

He glared and crossed his arms. “I don't need it.” Todoroki glanced at Bakugou, sending a shiver down his spine. Removing his hand over his scent gland, Bakugou slightly flinched at the movement. “I wasn't asking Katsuki. You can’t control yourself, and the last thing I need is for you to ruin my agenda.” 

“Sorry.” Muttering an apology, he applied the scent cancellation, avoiding Todoroki’s stare. He hated himself for easily bending over to Todoroki’s will. If it came down to a physical fight, Bakugou was sure he could win… right? That’s what he was taught to believe. He was above the rest throughout all his school years and a few of his adult life until he met Todoroki Shouto for a modeling gig.

‘Japan’s Hottest Alpha.’ 

A rank 1 through 10. Bakugou had been sure he would easily gain number one place until Todoroki came along and took his spot. Bakugou was enraged and Todoroki wasn't one who flaunted his status as Apex Alpha, well not anymore. He held that above Bakugou’s head, like a sweet treat that Bakugou couldn't earn no matter how good he was in his career. 

One could say that Bakugou was the reason Todoroki flaunted his power.

“Such a tense atmosphere.”

Kirishima tried to lighten the mood as he sat down at the table. “I see Midoriya isn’t awake.” He chuckled, earning a glare from Bakugou. “He has a difficult time waking up.” Midoriya being the type of person he is rather stays up the entire night and sleeps the entire day, until exactly 8:30 AM. No matter how long he stayed up the previous night, let him go to sleep at 8:00 AM, expecting him to be up and active at 8:30 AM.

“Todoroki, so you're an Apex Alpha?”

Rare. Most Alpha’s can go through their entire life without meeting an Apex Alpha. Nodded, he leaned back in his chair, straightening his spine. “My father was also one.” Kirishima’s eyes widen, asking Alpha a bunch of questions. How was your life growing up? Do you have a mate? Todoroki answered each one calmly, the fresh smell of the rain on wood getting stronger. 

“Slow down would you. I'm sure an attractive guy like Todoroki has some pretty little Omega at home.” Denki walked in sitting behind his friend. He was an unclaimed Omega and not on the timid or shy side, due to being around Alphas all the time.

“I don’t. I don’t have any interest in finding one.” Bakugou sneered at his comment, knowing damn well that any Omega Todoroki found interest in, he would scare them away, looking damn well unapproachable. “What about you, Bakubro? Any special Omega at home?”

“Tch. I don't want one.” That was a lie. Due to how Bakugou acted, he attracted Omegas that were overly confident and overly rude. Not to say he didn't want a confident mate, but he didn't need one insulting him constantly as their form of flirting. One asshole in the relationship was enough, and that asshole was going to be him.

“What about Midoriya?”

“He’s far too involved in his work.” Todoroki and Bakugou spoke at the same time. Midoriya easily attracted partners, Omegas to Alphas. He had a soft personality and spoke fondly about the things he liked and grew more confident after their first years at UA. Which drew girls, boys, and in between towards him. Like moths to a flame.

“That’s not true. I have an Omega in mind.” 

Izuku appeared with a soft grin. His eyes flickering over to Todoroki, before taking a seat beside Bakugou and Denki. A possessive growl leaves Todoroki’s mouth, leaving Izuku slightly unfazed.  Another thing pissed off Bakugou.

Deku.

He was an Alpha, a regular Alpha, but could fake it. Appearing as Apex Alpha, when his scent wasn't involved. His acting was so convincing, it even at moments tricked Todoroki. “You can't act all possessive if you haven't even met Omega.”

“Did you both catch a whiff of Y/C/S? We smell them a lot during the week.”

“You know about Y/C/S.” Kirishima nodded. “No one knows their name, well... I think Momo might know.”  Denki nodded and crossed his arms. “They come around here a lot, before disappearing. During the night, the entire driveway has the strongest smell of Y/C/S, but it’s gone in a matter of seconds, but I’ve actually seen her.” 

Denki spoke smugly, earning a playful shove by Kirishima. “What do they look like?” Izuku asked next. “They look like no one from around here. H/C hair that was extremely curly and in an Afro I can't remember her face exactly, ‘cause we only spoke for a small amount of time, but they had warm brown skin. Their voice was soft, with a light accent when pronouncing a few words.”

“Most of the town knows about their existence. I guess only two people had an actual conversation with them. Speak of the devil.” An earthy smell flowed from outside, followed by a soft knock on the front door. “I got it!” Uraraka opened the front door with a smile. 

“Momo!” Greeting the Alpha and allowing her inside. “Any treats for us.” Momo held up a large bag, following Uraraka into the kitchen. “Hopefully we can squeeze information outta Momo today.” Denki snickered, earning a slap on his arm.

Watching the black-haired woman descend the driveway, back to a wagon. Shouto watched in pure silence. Mentally cursing himself for getting distracted. His goal was to find a way home, so why was the appearance of this Omega distracting, There were two things that were going to happen if Todoroki found this Omega, either make them his and his alone or

rip your throat out for wasting his time.

“You sitting there pretending to be the good guy is pissing me off.” Kirishima and Denki both leaving to clean up the garden, leaving Izuku and Bakugou alone. “I'm not doing anything Kacchan.” Izuku leaned back and took another sip of his coffee, staring at Bakugou.

“You plan to fight Todoroki for that Omega. You'll lose.”

“As a person who acts so above everyone, you sure do scare easily.” Over the years, Midoriya graduating as Valedictorian, and going to a prestigious school earning his Masters in Psychology, and becoming one of the world's top researchers. He had become cocky and easily stood up to Kacchan, always seeming to be the peacekeeper. 

“I’m not dumb. I know what I can and can’t beat. Todoroki is one of those things I can't beat. You'll lose.”

“I don't plan to fight.” He was smart, far too smart for his own good.

“Y/N.” A soft voice called out, drawing me in from my imagination. Looking over my shoulder, I straightened my back. “Yes, Sir.” Hearing the soft jingle of chains as I stood, walking towards the man. 

“Seems your midnight walks have drawn attention to the townsfolk. What do you have to say?” His hand tilted my chin, his thumb running over my lips. “Forgive me. I was selfish.” He chuckled and placed a light kiss on my cheek, whispering against my skin.

“Learn to control yourself, or no one will want you.”

«Pt.1»  «Pt.2»

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like this - todoroki x fem!reader // pt. one: begin again

𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆: This is gonna be a multi-chapter Slow. Burn.TM, so strap in; I am not pulling any punches! Not based off a request, just something I really wanted to do! The story is written in third person, but MC’s name is still Y/N and L/N and such! Hope you enjoy, loves! Let me know if you want to be tagged in future updates to this story.

Reader’s quirk is ‘Angel,’ the same quirk I used in Shellshocked. She has angel wings and heat-based light blasts, but will get fatigued if she uses too much energy while in her angel form.

I highly recommend using the Interactive Fic Chrome extension for this fic! It essentially replaces Y/N and L/N with whatever name you want! I use it a lot and it’s really great with helping to immerse yourself more in the story.

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: Y/N’s relationship with Shouto Todoroki is a long and complicated one. How long can they ignore their history before everything comes back to the surface?

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 2.1k

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𝐥 𝐢 𝐤 𝐞    𝐭 𝐡 𝐢 𝐬

𝐩 𝐚 𝐫 𝐭   𝐨 𝐧 𝐞 :   𝐛 𝐞 𝐠 𝐢 𝐧   𝐚 𝐠 𝐚 𝐢 𝐧

Do you ever feel like you’re drowning when you look someone in the eye? When you can’t find the right words, even after years of searching for them?

“Shouto, I-”

“Don’t, L/N. Just. . . don’t.”

She felt like all of the air had been knocked out of the room as she met his eyes, and for a moment, she was drowning. “How long? How long are we going to do this?” Y/N begged, voice cracked and tired.

“Do what? There’s nothing here.”

Stop. Begin again.

//

“Ugh. . . I thought that lecture was never gonna end.”

“Don’t be so dramatic, Uraraka,” Y/N laughed, slinging her bag over her shoulder as she waited for her friend to finish packing up after class. “We’ve had Aizawa giving us lectures since we were first years, it’s not that bad.”

“You’d think that third year classes would be a little less, you know...”

“Coma inducing?” Y/N suggested, grinning.

Ochako giggled and followed L/N out of the classroom, the two girls making light chatter as they headed to their dorms to change before going out for the afternoon.

In a few minutes, they were back on their way out, dressed casually to spend the rest of the day relaxing and enjoying the city. They were still talking as they headed for the front of the campus, chatting casually while walking against the stream of other students that bustled about.

“I don’t know about that. Most Pro Heroes seem to. . . to, uh. . .” Y/N trailed off mid sentence as she briefly caught sight of a flash of red and white, a glimpse of scarred skin completely derailing her thoughts. It had been so long since she’d associated him with any sense of comfort, and even longer since he had been willing to open up to her. They’d gone through all of high school dodging away from each other, avoiding and evading until they could hardly look at one another. And now. . .

How were things so broken?

“Y/N, you okay?” Uraraka nudged her shoulder gently, looking to her friend in mild concern.

“Hm? Yeah! Yeah, I’m fine,” L/N replied, her gaze snapping quickly back to Ochako as she returned to reality. “I was just saying that most Pro Heroes like to make a name for themselves, right? Like, being known for something? I just... I really want mine to mean something important to me, you know? What’s the point of being a hero if your heart isn’t all the way in it? Anyways. . . With our last Sports Festival coming up, I guess I’ve just been thinking about it a lot more.”

Uraraka nodded her agreement, thinking on what Y/N had said as they reached the front gate of the school.

When Y/N looked away from her friend and out onto the street, she was met with a sight that brought a smile to her face, her heart skipping a beat. “Takashi!” she cried, beaming as she ran forward and jumped towards him, her worries momentarily forgotten.

Takashi Hirano had been standing at the gate with his arms crossed over his chest, at least until Y/N came running forward; he opened his arms and pulled her into a hug, smiling as he leaned down to place a chaste kiss to her lips. “Hey, angel,” he greeted, giving her a soft smile.

“You said you’d be busy today. I’m not complaining, but I wasn’t expecting to see you here,” Y/N confessed, standing on her toes to place a small kiss to his cheek, running her hand gently through his jet-black locks.

Takashi shrugged, flashing a carefree smile before resting his chin on the top of her head. “Just thought I’d come and surprise you. Being graduated has its perks, you know?”

Y/N was still smiling as she pulled away, her face lightly flushed. “Uraraka and I were just heading out for a bite to eat, but if you have the rest of the evening off, maybe we can catch a movie after?”

He nodded, giving his girlfriend another smile before fishing around in his pocket for something. He retrieved what he was looking for and handed it to L/N, a few slightly crumpled bills. “My treat?” he offered. “You guys get dinner on me, I don’t wanna crash your hangout, so I can go get some work done. I’ll be waiting, ‘kay?”

“Thank you, Hirano!” Uraraka nodded her head, giving him a wide smile.

“You’re the best, Takashi!” Y/N chirped, kissing his cheek again before waving goodbye and heading off with Ochako. From across the courtyard, a cold, multicolored gaze observed the scene, seemingly expressionless. Shouto Todoroki drew in a controlled breath and walked away.

“You two are so sweet together,” Uraraka sighed, once Takashi was out of earshot. “What’s it like dating a pro? Especially with such a cool power!”

“Don’t make it sound so weird! He graduated last year, he’s only a year older than us. He’s barely a pro,” Y/N reminded her, waving off the compliment with a small laugh. “But he is really sweet, and his power is pretty cool.”

“I wonder how he gets those force fields so precise,” she continued, tapping the side of her face with her finger.

“I have no idea, but you sound like Izuku right now,” L/N laughed, nudging her friend’s shoulder. “Now, c’mon. Let’s get some food, I’m starving.”

The rest of her evening was split between her time with Uraraka and her time with Takashi, and by the time she had returned to her dorm, she had forgotten all about those blue and grey eyes that had sent chills down her back.

//

The next morning, the class of 3-A was out on the P.E. courts, waiting for Aizawa to explain the activity. He checked off attendance, and then went into his introduction of the morning’s activities.

“Today is about teamwork,” Aizawa explained, standing at the front of the class with his arms crossed, bloodshot eyes scanning his students’ faces. “You’re all approaching the time when you’re going to have to do hero work on your own, uninstructed. Part of that is being able to work with whoever shows up on the scene, whether you’re friends or not. You’ve all been spoiled; you’ve spent the last three years in the same group, getting to know each other and forming bonds of trust. You won’t always have that luxury in the real world.”

L/N was standing with Yaoyorozu and Ochako, but her gaze drifted to the side, finding that head of read and white hair before she made herself look back at Aizawa. Shouto hadn’t noticed, but she wasn’t surprised; he avoided her like the plague, and she’d learned to do the same. Frankly, she wasn’t sure Todoroki would look at her even if she dropped dead on the spot.

“I’m going to put you in pairs, and you’re not going to complain about who you’re with. The whole point of this is being able to work with anyone.”

The students all nodded, waiting for their instructor to start reading off the list of partners.

“Bakugou and Midoriya. Ochako and Kirishima. Iida and Sero. Ashido and Sato. Todoroki and L/N.”

Y/N froze up, looking over to Todoroki like a deer in the headlights, unsure of what to do. “Ah. . . Aizawa-sama, can-”

“No.”

Great.

Shouto still wouldn’t look at her, even after being assigned a task, so she tried to do something to get him to at least acknowledge her presence. “Shouto, I’m not exactly thrilled about this either, but Aizawa said we need to be able to work with anyone.”

Finally, his gaze met hers, disinterested and apathetic. “It’s not a problem. Let’s just finish this lesson, okay?”

“I. . . Right.”

It was a simple enough task, in theory; the idea was to rescue dummies from a fire while also keeping in mind the structural integrity of the building. There wasn’t much communication, but Y/N and Shouto silently agreed upon their roles.

Todoroki would be using his ice to replace crumbled support beams, and L/N would use her flight to carry the training dummies to safety. It wasn’t ideal; both of them would have rather just had different partners, but they worked quickly and silently, until they were almost done, Y/N flying back into the building for the last few ‘civilians.’

She hoisted the two training dummies onto her back, nestling them between her wings, before heading for an open window.

Todoroki was just a few feet away, holding up pillars of quickly-melting ice to keep the ceiling from caving in and waiting until it was safe for him to exit the building.

Y/N passed by him, and a beam cracked loudly overhead, sending wayward sparks flying down onto her; she used her wings to shield the civilians, not noticing that the ceiling above her was cracking dangerously.

“L/N, move!”

Before she could react, the beam gave way, falling towards her like a massive torch, embers crackling in shards of splintered wood. Something cold wrapped around her arm, and she was pulled away. Y/N had squeezed her eyes shut and when she opened them again, her face was against Todoroki’s shoulder, his cold hand still wrapped around her wrist and his other arm hovering over her waist.

“Thank you,” she muttered, glancing away and starting to pull back from him. She felt like she was going to be sick; she hated being vulnerable in front of him while he was so apathetic, while he acted like she didn’t matter.

“Yeah.” He pushed her away just as quickly as he’d pulled her in, and cleared a way for them to exit the building and deliver the training dummies to safety.

The two young heroes returned to Aizawa and the rest of the class, staring straight ahead as if they couldn’t see each other.

Aizawa, as always, looked unimpressed. “L/N, Todoroki, I’m sorry, but you’ve failed the exercise.”

“What?! But we got everyone out in time! There were no casualties!” Y/N argued, face screwing up in confusion.

“It wasn’t about whether or not you could save everyone. It was about communicating with someone in the field. You didn’t say a word to each other, and you missed the point of the activity.”

“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” she whined, burying her face in the palm of her hand. Of course she’d be paired with the one person she couldn’t work with, it was just her luck.

“You and Todoroki can come in after school today for a written makeup assignment. Kaminari, Yaoyorozu, you’re up.” Aizawa didn’t waste any more time on the matter, leaving L/N and Todoroki to go steep in defeat.

Just as she was about to head into the girl’s locker room, a tap on her shoulder stopped her in her tracks.

“L/N.”

Y/N squeezed her eyes shut, drawing in a breath at the sound of that voice. “Why are you here, Todoroki?”

“You were cut.”

When she turned, she was met with those eyes, drilling into her as he held out a small bandage. She hadn’t even noticed the scrape across her cheek, but now as he pointed it out, she felt a light sting.

“What are you doing?” Y/N asked after a moment, frowning as she returned his stare. “You had every chance to fix this. You’ve had three years to fix this. Why? Why now? I forgave you. I forgave you so long ago, but you just... You just couldn’t let it go, could you?”

Shouto blinked at her, then placed the bandage in his pocket. “I see. So that’s it, then?”

“I don’t want to do this, okay? Not right now. Just. . .” Y/N let out a long sigh, and held her hand out, palm open.

He hesitated for a moment before digging the bandage out of his pocket and placing it in her hand.

“Thank you for the help.” With that, she turned into the locker room and started to change back into her uniform, eyeing her reflection in one of the paneled mirrors that lined the far wall.

Her fingers grazed across a long stretch of skin on her back, an angry scar running from her waist up to her shoulder-blades. The mark spiraled across her back, permanently marring a wide area of skin like oil in an ocean.

Her gaze lingered there for a long moment before she pulled her uniform shirt back on, and placed the bandage over the scrape on her cheek.

All these years later, and now he was trying to make amends? Did he really think that it would be so easy? Did he really think that they could just begin again?

//

// 𝑬𝒏𝒅 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆: I really hope you enjoyed! Let me know what you think, I’d love to hear feedback! -Xizi <3

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Hello!!! May I please request a HC on Bakugou and Midoriya's work ethics? I mean how they study and workout during quarantine or smthing? I really wanted some inspiration so thought I would ask you. Thank you very much😁😁😁🙏🙏🙏

Of course love! I’m sorry this took so long. Here we goooo!

Oh hey, btw, here’s a YT vid I found of Izuku with some lofi to help study if you need it!

TW: Quarantine Mention

Bakugou Katsuki:

-With social distancing and all, Bakugou can’t really see Kiri or the rest of the Bakusquad, which means no tutoring anyone in person unfortunately. 

- Of course there’s always the option of doing it over video/phone, in which case it’s a good thing Bakugou is miles apart from everyone physically because let me tell you, he does NOT have the aptitude for dealing with everyone’s crazy over the phone.

-It started as just him and Kiri studying together. They would video chat and help each other with homework before it turned into gaming or just talking about life in general. 

-Shitty Hair invited Denki and Mina after a couple of study sessions though. Quarantine took a toll on everyone mentally and honestly, they just needed to be in each others’ company even if it was just over the phone. Even Sero joined in a couple times to catch up on notes and lessons.

-They drive Bakugou absolutely nuts during study sessions.

-Definitely tried video chat a couple times before deciding it was just easier to study over the phone with so many people.

-Denki is always saying he doesn’t get it and Mina is always sidetracked with painting her nails or some other activity while Sero and Kirishima try so, so hard to understand what Bakugou is trying to go over with them.

-Bless their hearts. Bakugou is certain they’re all brainless (not to mention annoying), but he loves them none the less. 

-He needs them just as much as they need him. He won’t admit it, but the irony is that the Bakusquad’s insanity over phone calls is, in fact, the one thing keeping him sane while he’s home quarantining with his family.

-Working out is also a good distraction for him while he’s cooped up at home.

-He already was super active before quarantine, but now he’s out on walks or jogs all the time. 

-He’s very aware of his limits though, so while he tries not to push himself too far, he’s definitely working on himself. 

-How many miles can he push it this time around? Bakugou definitely would focus on his long range and distance to try and improve it, whether it was combat tactics, running, or something else. Any weak points that he can see in himself are going to be worked on during his free time.

-Runs the same path every morning and keeps to his routine for the most part. He might change his route during his evening walks and jogs, though. 

-Avid stretcher before he does any physical activity (maybe he should take up yoga??? I mean it could make him a little less angry lmao). He’ll be at home on the couch or floor stretching before his workout or run. 

-Blocks out a portion of his day explicitly for physical activity and training.

-Overall, Bakugou is extremely dedicated to improving himself and makes improvements wherever he can, even more so now that he’s got a lot more time on his hands.

Midoriya Izuku:

-Honestly, this boy needs to be careful or he can start to feel isolated and depressed real fast. Much like Bakugou, he needs his friends more than he might think.

-Can’t study together in person, but he also has participated in a few group study sessions with his friends. Usually they consist of Iida, Ochako, Todoroki, Sue, and sometimes Momo.

-Their study sessions are much more controlled and organized than the Bakusquad’s for sure. They even get to have nice little video chats where they catch up with each other and talk about their day, how everyone is doing, how life is etc. 

-It’s really sweet. Izuku and Sue will check on everyone’s mental wellbeing and Iida and Momo will go over anything that didn’t quite make sense in the lesson for anyone who needs it. Todoroki is quiet for the most part during studying, but as soon as they finish the homework and the topic switches, he’s throwing around all the new conspiracy theories and social skills he’s learned about that particular week. And last but not least, Ochako can also be a bit quiet but that’s just because she’s focused on school work...although, quarantine gets boring, and she surprisingly will join in on discussing select conspiracy theories with Shouto.

-Sometimes Izuku will finish his homework early and leave the video chat on and just listen to his friends banter and talk. It’s kind of like he’s back in the classroom with them, but not quite. It’s familiar background noise that makes him feel less alone.

-After studying, Izuku will take a little break and relax by watching an All Might video or reading an article about All Might while lifting his weights in preparation for his actual work out. He still has to dedicate some time to his favorite hero, you know!

-Since he didn’t work out at gyms or public areas so much to begin with, the closing of them during quarantine didn’t effect him too much, but it did stop him from using the school’s workout equipment, if anything.

-Luckily he has his own weights, but having access to a treadmill whenever he wanted was nice...still, he prefers to jog around outside, so that wasn’t really an issue either.

-Runs every single morning before heading back home and transitions right into pushups and and crunches. This boy already trains so hard, and now he has all this extra free time...what else is there to do but train harder?

-Inko has to force him to take a break sometimes, the train-o-holic.

-But on a positive note, with as much as he trains, he’s really made some improvements. Where Bakugou focuses on long range and distance, Izuku has put a lot of work into timing and speed. Sprints have become a daily practice for him along with some new moves that he’s still perfecting, but it’s pretty damn close at this point.

-Times himself with a stopwatch every morning to see if his speed has improved. He also has a whole notebook dedicated to his previous times and personal bests.

-Too embarrassed to admit it, but definitely tried some home workouts. You know the ones; 80′s style outfits, pump up music, cheesy motivational lines, you get the picture. Honestly, he just wanted to try something new, and can you blame him for wanting to spice up his routine? 

-And while the home workouts didn’t really stick with him...Inko seems to have picked up a new past time, so at least they were a benefit to someone (and Izuku has to admit, he’s glad his mom is staying active and happy during quarantine).

-This baby works so hard on himself during all of the crazy going on in the world, and whenever things start to settle down, his hard work is going to be recognized. Exercising and studying are good at keeping him focused, and while he misses his friends dearly, this has been a huge opportunity to work on himself from the comfort of home.

Hope these were okay!

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Support Student Katsuki AU - Pt 15

Katsuki’s quest to get Mina and Denki to put on some armor has been somewhat successful. At the very least he’s got Denki to add layers to his outfit and a thicker leather jacket. He’s also gotten Mina to ditch the skin tight outfit for a similarly colored top/loose pants combo with actual fucking pockets, a proper jacket, and kneepads. Momo and him are currently working on making her an outfit using her hair similarly to Mirio’s.

Meanwhile, Shouto is a absolute mess of pining and angst. Izuku isn’t much better off, his crush has gotten worse and so now he and Shouto are both super blushy at each other almost all of the time. It’s puppy love at it’s finest, and Aizawa is absolutely sick of it. The two idiots have nearly managed to get themselves injured multiple times because they were too distracted by the other person. Katsuki’s also gotten a little annoyed with it because while he doesn’t get jealous hearing Izuku gush about someone else, he is really sick of not hearing anything else but about how dreamy Shouto is.

After someone else almost gets injured in training because Izuku and Shouto were both being Dumb About Feelings, Aizawa decides he’s had enough. By this point he’s already chatted with Katsuki once or twice about the matter, as much as he hates talking about emotions, he wasn’t about to let this poor kid get cheated on after all the other crap he’s been through this year. Katsuki let him know it was all cool and he was just ignoring it until one of them worked up the courage to actually do something. That was fine before, but the next time Aizawa heads over to pick up Eri from the workshop, he lets Katsuki know it’s gotten out of hand.

Katsuki gives a sigh, “Yeah, alright, I should probably do something about those two. Give me a few days.”

Momo is there because they’re working on her hero outfit, and overhears that. She and Shouto have become friends, and so she knows about his crush (or well, okay, everyone knows about his crush, but  Shouto’s been actually talking about it with her). That leaves her a bit worried about what Katsuki means by ‘do something’.

“Uh, are you, upset with Shouto? He’s not trying to steal Izuku or make you jealous, I promise.”

“I’m upset that those two morons are letting it interfere with their training. I’m not jealous or worried ‘bout him stealing ‘Zuku.”

To her surprise, when Katsuki says he’s not jealous it sounds like he actually means that.

“Oh, that’s good I suppose. I’m a bit surprised you’re taking the situation so well.”

With a shrug, Katsuki finishes up the mesh he’s been working on for the past hour or so and starts stitching into place as he replies.

“Him gettin’ feelings for someone else too doesn’t mean he’s not in love with me anymore. ‘Zuku’s just always been the sort to love a lot. I accepted that ages ago.”

“What about you? Have you ever had feelings for someone else?”

That gave Katsuki pause.

“Not yet. Might happen eventually, but I don’t fall in love easy. I don’t tend to think about it too much either. I’ve got more important shit to worry about.”

That night, Momo and Shouto were supposed to ‘study’ together, which usually consisted with Momo actually studying and Shouto laying on her bed and talking for an hour about how tragically in love he is. Things went a little differently this time though, Momo didn’t want to give away exactly what Katsuki had said, but she does tell Shouto it might not be as hopeless as he thought it was. Katsuki had seemed open to the idea of someone else, though it might take time and effort to win him over.

What she meant was that Shouto should go talk to the two of them about his feelings and see where it goes from there.

What Shouto heard was ‘go do a huge romantic gesture to make them fall in love with you’.

He thanks her for the advice, and calmly leaves her room to return to his own where he promptly constructs a wall of crazy to figure out the best possible approach. It takes him until about 3am in the morning, but he ends up with a 23 step plan to make the ultimate romantic gesture. Shouto is sure his plan is absolutely foolproof, after all he consulted over 10 romantic movies to determine what would be most effective.

While Shouto’s busy with that, Katsuki sits Izuku down and makes him have a Serious Feeling Conversation. Izuku’s crushes are usually fleeting, but this one on Shouto has lasted for quite awhile and seemed more serious than the others. After talking about it for a bit, they determine Izuku probably has Serious Feelings. Katsuki doesn’t. However, he does think Shouto’s hot, and he’s not opposed to the idea of adding someone else to their relationship. It’ll be experimental for awhile, they’re teenagers and still figuring out relationships and crushes, but both Izuku and Katsuki trust each other to communicate if something’s not working.

Now they’ve decided to ask Shouto out, Izuku promptly begins to panic and overthink exactly how they should do it. He creates his own 14 step plan for how they should ask Shouto out, while Katsuki goes to bed.

By the next afternoon, Izuku is on step 5 of his plan, while Shouto is on step 7. Both these steps involve them being in the relatively empty common room, sneaking around the other so as to not let them know what their up to.

Shouto was about to leave to go pick up fireworks of dubious legality, when Katsuki gets back from the workshop having finished Momo’s new hero outfit and feeling damn good about himself.

He takes one look at the two morons very clearly up to something in the common room, walks straight over to Shouto and asks if he’d be interested in dating him + Izuku. Shouto’s caught totally off guard, as is Izuku who completely frozen because that was not the plan Kacchan.

Of course, Shouto says yes, and Katsuki gives a firm nod and then drags him + Izuku off to his room because he wants to be fucking cuddled while he works on his plans for Izuku’s next weapon and he’s earned it after putting up with their bullshit for the past few weeks.

(pt. 1) (pt. 2) (pt. 3) (pt. 4) (pt. 5) (pt. 6)(pt. 7) (pt. 8) (pt. 9) (pt. 10) (pt. 11) (pt. 12) (pt. 13) (pt. 14) (pt. 15)

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((Hey everyone! I wish you all a happy holidays, my gift is for @fallingangel312​ I hope you like it! @bnhasecretsanta2019​))

Powdered snow dusted the city that Shouto had grown to love. It had just freshly fallen and was still an angelic white. Though, the city wasn’t the only thing Shouto learned to love. His cheeks were dusted a cherry blossom pink as he takes an icy breath in the cold air. His nerves we’re getting the best of him, in fact the only time he was this nervous was when he was on his first date. That was one of the most important days in his life, even becoming the number two hero couldn’t compare to the nervousness he was feeling today. If all went well, his entire life would change for the better. The only question now was how he would do it. He was too busy lost in his thoughts that he didn’t notice his boyfriend of five years had noticed him through the window. Though he does look up when he sees the door swing open.

Izuku frowns worriedly, quickly running out in his All Might onesie running over and hugging Shouto in a tight hug.

 “What are you doing out here in the cold Shouto! Come on let’s get you inside!” Izuku shivers from the cold pulling Shouto inside the house. Though Shouto didn’t really have to worry much about the cold thanks to his quirk, he couldn’t help but feel warm inside sense Izuku was so worried about him. Shouto could smell the sweet scent of hot cocoa and wood smoke in the house. There was the sound of chattering from the living room. He was invited over to celebrate Christmas with his old classmates. They had all gone off to do amazing things, but he knew that they would from the beginning. Izuku comes over to his side with a hot coco in his hands, whip cream on the top, and a candy cane dipped into the drink. “Just how you like it.” Izuku says placing a soft kiss onto Shouto’s cheek. A soft loving smile crosses his face as he takes the cup into his hands. “Thanks Izuku.” Shouto says, but he tenses up when he feels forign hands on his shoulders. He quickly turns getting ready to fight out of habit, though he relaxes when he sees it was just Mina. “Relax, relax! It’s just me! I really don’t wanna get beaten up by the number two hero. Though you two are so cute! You two should like, really get together.” Mina says giggling softly her cheeks dusted a soft red from alcohol. Shoto studies the drink in her hand deciding it’d be best to avoid the eggnog. “We’ve been dating for five years.” Shouto says with a raise of a brow glancing over at Izuku who was blushing slightly. Izuku decides to make his escape to the kitchen to avoid this conversation. “Ooooo~ then you two should get married!” It was Shouto’s turn to go red and clear his throat. “I…” he stops himself, glancing around to insure there was no one listening in on their conversation. “I… I’m going to ask him tonight.” Shouto whispers quietly to her. Mina has a look of shock on her face before she grins excitedly. “Oh this is going to be good, I need my camera!” With that she runs off leaving Shouto a bit puzzled. Why did she look shocked? Before he could really try and think it through she comes back sliding across the floor and grabbing Shouto pulling him into the kitchen. Not expecting this he gets pulled in only hearing Izuku’s yelp of surprise before he grunts as he smacks into something. He groans quietly, opening his eyes looking at what he hit. In front of him was Izuku, there was no space between them. As they both realize that Mina had pushed them together a blush crosses their cheeks as they just stare at each other, though neither pull away. Mina grinned playfully and points above them. Curiously the two of them look up, seeing mistletoe dangling above them. Mina had her phone camera at the ready, grinning at the two of them. Shoto just stares at her a bit too flustered to do anything. Izuku takes Shouto’s cheeks into his hands making him turn to him. They look into each other’s eyes, a soft smile on Izuku’s lips as he leans in placing a gentle kiss to the others lips. There was a flash from the camera as Mina squeals excitedly. “So cute!~ I’ll be sure to send you the photo tomorrow!” With that she runs off excitedly waving her phone and getting a crowd to gather around. Izuku lets out a soft embarrassed laugh and Shouto just sighs giving up sense he knew there would be know way to stop her.

The rest of the night goes well, everyone gathering around for dinner, chatting among themselves and sharing stories of their lives. It started to get later in the night and the party was dying down. Shouto and Izuku were cuddled up beside the fireplace, just enjoying the warmth and feeling of the other being close to them. Shouto runs his fingers through the carpet to try and soothe his stress. He was running out of time and he had a feeling if he waited any longer he wouldn’t be able to do it. Taking a breath he turns to Izuku. “Hey-” They both say at the same time freezing up and letting out a small laugh. “You go first.” Izuku says moving his hair from his eyes. Shouto stares at him for a few seconds, just watching how his face glowed in the light of the fireplace. He had never seen anyone more beautiful in his life. The sight of Izuku filled him with the courage he needed. He stands and takes a breath. “Midoryia Izuku.” he starts off. He didn’t plan anything for a speech, why was he doing a speech!? He noticed out of the corner of his eye Mina recording them. “I didn’t plan anything in advance, so this is straight from the heart…” He clears his throat and takes a breath. “Izuku, when we first met I knew there was something different about you. I just couldn’t put my finger on it. It frustrated me to no end to not know what it was…” he chuckles quietly to himself. “Then at the sports festival I learned what it was… Heart… You have the heart of a true hero, you’re someone who’s kind, loving, sweet, understanding… Someone who was and still is willing to help others even at the risk of his own life.”

“You shared that heart with me. Showed me what it truly meant to love and be loved. I… I owe you a lot Izuku… I know there’s no way I would be able to repay you in a lifetime.” He takes a breath and reaches into his back pocket, grabbing a small box as he gets onto one knee. “That’s why… That’s why I want you to marry me Izuku. I want to return all the love you gave me and more… In this life and in the next.” a bright smile crosses his face, tears brim at the corner of his eyes as he flips open the box to show the ring. “Will you marry me Midoryia Izuku?” Shoto stares into Izuku’s shocked face. Why was he taking so long to respond? He could feel his shoulders tensing up. “Izuku…?” He asks softly clearly worried, starting to doubt himself. He shouldn’t have done this in public, what if he said no? What if- before he could go on Izuku quickly stands up.  There were tears in his eyes and he had a look of frustration on his face. “You idiot…” he hics out rubbing the tears from his eyes. “That’s not how this was supposed to go!” Izuku glares at Shouto, who stares at him frozen in shock. Izuku gets onto one knee as well and pulls a ring from his pocket as well. “Todoroki Shouto, will you marry me?” Izuku says with a big grin, tears going down his face. Shouto couldn’t keep the tears back now, letting them fall down his face as he lets out a choked sob. He quickly covers his mouth with his free hand. “Yes… Yes Izuku I will.” Shouto quickly pulls Izuku into a tight hug, making Izuku laugh. “Shouto too tight! You’re going to make me drop the ring!” With that Shouto releases him with a small laugh. Everyone around them cheers happily, Mina grins brightly giving them a thumbs up, of course she was in on it. With the anxiety now over with everyone gets another round of shots going, bringing this magical night to an end. 

#tododeku #fluff #PURE FLUFF #christmas fluff #mha christmas #secret santa 2019 #secret santa

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Completed fics

These are some long but completed fics that I have read and really enjoyed.. They span different ships and aus so be sure to read the tags. There are honestly some really well written fic here so enjoy.

Yesterday Upon The Stair by PitViperOfDoom   60/60   https://archiveofourown.org/works/8337607  Midoriya Izuku has always been written off as weird. As if it's not bad enough to be the quirkless weakling, he has to be the weird quirkless weakling on top of it.But truthfully, the "weird" part is the only part that's accurate. He's determined not to be a weakling, and in spite of what it says on paper, he's not actually quirkless. Even before meeting All-Might and taking on the power of One For All, Izuku isn't quirkless.Not that anyone would believe it if he told them.

Dis(associate) by BeyondTheClouds777  40/40 https://archiveofourown.org/works/13853580  Izuku has a “dissociation” Quirk that lets his ghost leave his body, and it’s both convenient and inconvenient at the same time. Either way, he's going to do whatever it takes to become a hero.

Hero Class Civil Warfare by RogueDruid (Icarius51)  33/33   https://archiveofourown.org/works/14446512Heroes lead by Bakugo.Villains lead by Midoriya.Seven days prep time.Three days for Izuku Midoriya to show why they should be glad he's not a real villain. 

A Dangerous Game by tsukithewolf  122/122 https://archiveofourown.org/works/15915708 When Midoriya Izuku is 13 years old, he is kidnapped on his way home from school by a villain.One year later he is found and returned home with some scars, no memories of the events he went through, and a latent fire quirk.Izuku has to live a double life if he and his loved ones are to survive, and hopefully not forget the “real” himBakugou Katsuki is certain that Izuku has been lying to everyone since the day he had been rescued. And he’s going to figure out his secret.

Canary by cloud_nine_and_three_quarters 50/50 https://archiveofourown.org/works/19334392 Midoriya Izuku is Quirkless. Well, he thought was. That was until he opened his mouth to sing.There is more power in Midoriya's singing than he could have ever dreamed of - a power truly worthy of a hero. But will he ever have the confidence to spread his wings and soar?Follow Canary on his journey to find his voice and become the hero he was always meant to be.

Getting to Know You by TaurusVersant 20/20   https://archiveofourown.org/works/7894591 For every student in Class 1-A, Midoriya Izuku is someone different. Their thoughts, feelings, friendships and rivalries, they're all completely different.And how they each grow to know and appreciate him, that's different too.

Oh to be a cat by AnimeFanGirl2223.  8/8   https://archiveofourown.org/works/14886671/chapters/34475246    Midoriya is turned into a kitten and ends up with shinosu hitsohi 

Operation: Seduce Eraserhead by wolfram003 for YamiHeart6/6 earaserhead/mic https://archiveofourown.org/works/13272663  Yamada a villian attempts to seduce an underground hero with dryeye.

Reverie by   AuspiciousWhisker   12/12   https://archiveofourown.org/works/7038916Shinsou Hitoshi finds a cure for his insomnia in a very unexpected place.

quote love unquote by newamsterdam  28/28   https://archiveofourown.org/works/12025527 When Kirishima Eijirou's band hits the big time, he's not prepared for his newfound fame. He's even less prepared to meet the actor he's been crushing on for years, or to start dating him as a publicity stunt. The closer Kirishima gets to Bakugou Katsuki, the more he realizes he's in over his head. But it's hard to stop, once his heart is in it.

Thanks for Saving Me by Esselle  7/7  https://archiveofourown.org/works/18052598  Midoriya Izuku is a university sophomore, a fanboy, quirkless. On the list of things he is not: a hero.That's why he's more surprised than anyone when he rescues Todoroki Shouto, his favorite pro hero, from a deadly villain attack. 

How to Train Your Useless Dragon by Mikacrispy 30/30  https://archiveofourown.org/works/18080861  Bakugou Katsuki needs to kill a dragon to take its teeth and become a warrior of his tribe.But, what? Why the fuck doesn't this dragon have teeth?

there's a space here shaped like you by kingdoms  8/8  https://archiveofourown.org/works/13669170  There is an explosion of smoke and air. Everyone shrieks, hands grabbing at each other. As the smoke begins to clear, they can make out a figure, hunched over, coughing into his elbow. They step back. He looks up.Fantasy universe Bakugou has crash-landed at UA. Kirishima despairs.

Demise of Midoriya Izuku by gothiclolitapl 13/13   https://archiveofourown.org/works/11557743  Midoriya did jump off and landed himself in the hosptial. Chaos ensues, wonderful chaos.

and even the cake is in tiers by supercrunch  8/8  https://archiveofourown.org/works/14854668 Izuku sighs. "I think Kacchan's picking fights because he wants Todoroki to notice him. Maybe the two of them just need a little push in the right direction.”“Off a cliff, maybe,” says Ochako."Let’s be serious,” Iida says. “We all know Bakugou’s crush isn’t on Todoroki.”(What's Deku doing? His best, probably.)

users are online by sunnymari 17/17 https://archiveofourown.org/works/17334236 Another chat fic, full of teenage angst and Gen Z memery. Gay af and full of ragrets. Mistakes have been definitely made.

Second Chance by Saysi 42/42 https://archiveofourown.org/works/15753732 Izuku Midoriya's life has been plagued with mistakes. People have been hurt, friends have been lost, accidents have happened.When the country is nearing imminent destruction, he remembers every bad move, every wrong word, and wonders if he could have changed things.Then time stops.Izuku Midoriya grew up thinking he was Quirkless - turns out he just needed to face death to activate it.

Retry by Xenolis 6/6                   https://archiveofourown.org/works/23925361 By a Quirk or twist of fate, Izuku and All Might are sent back in time to when Izuku was seven. Alone together and armed with knowledge of the future, they're not going to let tragic stories unfurl in the same way.Quirkless or not, Izuku is going to save as many people as he can, and even All for One can't stop him. 

#masterlist #masterlist completed fics #completed fics

[katsukiboom]

Your Silhouette || IzuOcha

Hey guys! Today I’m bringing you this commission I did for the lovely @xpegasusuniverse​, thank you once more for all the love and support my dude! The prompt given was “the Dekusquad was going to see a movie as a group, but everyone ends up canceling at the last minute except Izuku and Ochako” - I hope you guys enjoy it as well! <3

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- Midoriya! Uraraka-san!

As they sat in class waiting for Aizawa to appear that Friday morning, both teens turned around from their small talk just in time to see a certain, usually serious blue-haired boy approach them through the small crowd of students gathered on the hallway with a slight frown adorning his expression - he seemed just a little bit sad and by what Uraraka could guess, it had something to do with their big plans for the night.

- I am so glad I finally caught up with you guys, - Iida said once he was by their side. He was a bit agitated as if he had run all the way from wherever he was, his cheeks just barely tinted red. – I… I’m so sorry, - he continued while dramatically wrapping an arm around Izuku’s shoulders and putting his free hand above his eyes, covering his glasses as well. Something about the whole thing didn’t seem ‘normal’ to Ochaco, but she attributed it to her surprise. – Aizawa-sensei needs me to run some errands for the upcoming festival, which unfortunately means I will not be able to join tonight’s meeting. I am sorry for the inconvenience; I hope you have a great time. – His short explanation was followed by a sigh, and she only smiled.

- It’s okay, Iida-kun, - she replied, one hand held in front of her as a gesture of understanding, - let’s make sure to do the next one when we’re all available!

But little did she know it was just the beginning of the day.

Next it was Tsuyu, who slipped a note to Ochaco’s desk in the middle of Present Mic’s class, her neat handwriting explaining that she would have to come back home for the night as something had happened with the babysitter and she’d have to take care of her siblings for the weekend; as she didn’t know when her mother would come pick her up, she had decided to stay in the dorms just in case she missed the timing. Ochaco was worried and thought that it must’ve been something quite important, but when she noticed her friend was smiling back at her and then gave a side glance to Iida’s desk the sensation that something was off started to form in her mind.

The last person to cancel was Todoroki, offering them little words about what was holding him back but Izuku seemed panicked when the dual-haired boy came up to them with a sulky face. – It’s just that I have a lot going on and it has left me a bit tired, - Shouto had said. - I think you two should get together anyways. It’d be such a shame to waste the tickets Iida got us.

It all seemed pesky.

- What do you think we should do? – A nervous Izuku asked Ochaco while they waited in line for lunch, both their minds analyzing the possibilities without the other one knowing. – I- I mean, I’m not sure if you’re comfortable with just the two of us going…

She didn’t reply right away, thankful that she was before him to get her meal and that he wasn’t able to see her cheeks turn red at the sound of those words. Alone with Deku? Did I win the lottery? – I’m okay with it as long as you’re okay too, Deku-kun, - she shyly replied, - we could go back to the dorms and change after classes end so we don’t have to deal with the uniforms, but we have to be super quick about it so we don’t come back too late.

With her back turned to him, she was unable to see the big grin that spread on his face.

The hours after that seemed to fly by, and in no time the bell that warned students about the end of the day; it was a quick trip to the 1-A dorms for the students and no one really suspected a thing when the pair bolted towards their respective rooms except for the three that had bailed out of the outing, whose understanding glances met at the same time as they shared an unspoken secret: it had all been just a ruse, a shortcut in the way of, hopefully, making the two lovebirds realize what they had been so oblivious to this whole time. Some might’ve argued that it was pushing the two into that position but truly their friends knew they were just quickening the inevitable, and with one last smile they all got into their own rooms as well.

                                                              -

Izuku was the first one to get out of his, wearing a plain black shirt with a pair of washed-up jeans, a black jacket and his usual red sneakers, having cleaned them enough to glisten underneath the ceiling lights. He was satisfied with his looks to say the least but he still feared he’d feel underdressed, even if Ochaco wore something similar. ‘What if we accidentally wear matching clothes? Would she feel embarrassed by that?’ his mind started racing and his cheeks turned slightly red, but he tried to hide it as he made his way to the common room where Aoyama and Kaminari were playing with cards, their loud voices a dead giveaway that Aoyama was actually winning.

- Hey, Deku, going out somewhere fancy tonight? – Sero asked from the small kitchen there, a glass of water in his hand. His eyebrows were raised and his usual smile rested on his face, but this time it felt a bit more teasing than usual. From his side, Jirou watched with amusement.

- Yeah, actually, - Izuku started saying but he was cut off by the timid sound of heels behind him, and he was sure nothing in the world could’ve prepared him for what was coming: Ochaco was wearing a baby pink button-up with a flowy skirt to match and white sandals with kitten heels. She was holding a small purse and seemed to have put on minimal makeup, although to him she looked just as beautiful as ever. – He-h-hello Uraraka-san, - he muttered, fighting the urge to look at her outfit just one more time. – You look gre... good. You look really good, - he added with a nervous laugh.

That was all he could say and he wanted nothing more than to slap himself for not being able to fully express himself, but her gentle smile more than made up for his mistake. - You don’t look bad either, - she told him while blatantly ignoring the many surprised looks they were getting from their present classmates. – Are you ready? We should go now unless we want to miss the movie, - she added with a little sigh at the end and Izuku smiled back, feeling his confidence resurging as he let her lead the way.

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The way to the movie theater wasn’t as quiet as Izuku feared it would be; they talked about school, the upcoming festival and the holidays that would follow and their expectations for the night, and he was happy to see her just as excited as he was. – What was the name of the movie Iida bought the tickets for? – Ochaco asked just as they got to their destination, but before he could reply she found it while scrolling up their group chat in her phone. – O-oh, - she whispered, which made him feel just a tad uneasy. – It’s called Your Silhouette, - she explained as they walked inside the small venue, the volume of the chatting around them rising but still allowing them to talk normally through the noise. – It’s the latest film by Miyazaki; you know, the famous director. It’s got great reviews but it’s a romance movie, - she added, not taking her gaze off her phone, and he saw her cheeks turning red. – Are you still fine watching that together, Deku?

He thought about it for a second, taking his time to reply while scanning the different food options the place had to offer. – If Uraraka-san’s okay with it, - he finally replied, - then I’m okay as well. – Their eyes met and their hearts jumped as they smiled at each other. Izuku wondered when it had been the last time he had felt this comfortable being alone with a girl, but he knew it would be of no use to dwell on whatever he felt in the past and just decided to enjoy the night without caring about what would come after.

They bought two large sodas and only one bucket of sweet popcorn along with a bag of chips, as they had agreed that the movie would be too long for them to grab some dinner later. Feeling satisfied with their snacks, they headed to their designated auditorium and quickly found their seats – they were surprised to see that Iida had given them the only tickets that were located at the back of the room and that were in the two-seat row, giving them no option but to sit there just far enough from the rest of the movie-goers. Uraraka took the time before the movie started to make a quick trip to the bathroom and Izuku saw the chance to message one of his friends in search of answers.

‘It was all on purpose, right? Was this a set-up?’

His message was read almost instantly by Todoroki but he received no reply other than a wink face emoji, and he almost groaned loudly had it not been for the lights going down and the projection starting to run. Izuku was in the middle of texting his date to tell her to hurry up when a finger tapped on his shoulder, making him turn around abruptly; her round face was right behind him and the distance between them was shorter than usual, but when she whispered, - I’m back, Deku-kun, - he almost melted on the spot.

Carefully, he let her pass to the seat beside the wall, holding both sodas so that she didn’t accidentally spill anything. The movie started not long after, and as the whole room fell into silence only the munching noises could be heard around them. Taking a peek at the girl next to him, he saw her attentively watching the film as if she was trying to remember every line, which made him laugh silently yet caught her attention. – Is something wrong? – She mouthed, tilting her head to the side ever so slightly.

- Oh, no, it’s just that you looked so cute just now, - Izuku replied without really thinking, and didn’t notice until her eyes opened up like plates. It was too late to back down but he also didn’t want to lose the courage that had surfaced in his body, and instinctively reached out to grab her hand, giving it a little squeeze before pulling away and turning back to the movie. He seemed completely calm on the outside but his mind was reeling, telling himself that his impulse would cost him the friendship he held so dearly, but it was only a matter of time until he felt a soft touch against his arm again.

When he looked at her again, he saw her gleeful expression and her hand barely tugging at his jacket. Due to the darkened room and the constant lights flashing on her skin he wasn’t sure if she was blushing again, but maybe he didn’t need to know. – I think you look really handsome as well, Deku, - she said just loud enough for him to hear, and his heart skipped a beat yet again. Uraraka looked so innocent yet breathtaking, something only the atmosphere around them could cause, and he felt actually blessed to be able to take in such a scene.

They stood there, looking at each other before he slowly moved forward and she mirrored his actions, meeting him halfway and sealing their feelings for each other with a soft peck that lasted shorter than either of them would’ve liked. The film became the least of their worries as they melted into one another, his arm wrapping around her shoulders and keeping her glued to him for the rest of the date.

If anyone had walked in the room they would’ve seen only a silhouette of two people merged together, their hearts moving in sync after being released from their cages.

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Core 4 with someone in class 1a coming up and saying "you and SO should date" and the boy telling his class they've been dating for a few months.... no one has noticed.

h-                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            I’ve rewritten Bakugou’s so many times bc I find it so hard to believe that no one knows about their relationship

Midoriya Izuku: 

Kaminari glances around the classroom as the class waits for Aizawa to finally walk in. He was supposed to be cramming his homework with Sero and Ashido, but he found a sight a bit more intriguing. (L/n) and Midoriya were happily chatting. Kaminari raised an eyebrow as (Y/n) says something that causes Midoriya’s face to go red.

“That’s so disappointing” He groans as he turns away from them. Sero looks up from his page along with Ashido and both give him questioning stares. He nods in their direction, “It’s so obvious Midoriya and (L/n) like each other”

The other two glance over at them and Ashido nods with enthusiasm. She stands from her seat with a determined look, Kaminari soon following suit. Sero grabs both of their wrists before they can go any further, “Their relationship is none of our business- Ashido!”

“Hey, Midoriya, (L/n)! You two should totally go out sometime!” She happily shouts at them. Midoriya begins freaking out, mumbling and fussing loudly with a red face while (L/n) smiles.

“Actually, Ashido-”

“W-We’re already d-dating! For awhile a-actually!” The whole class gets silent at the revelation for a moment before a sudden uproar overtakes the whole room.

Bakugou Katsuki:

“Hey, Kirishima!” Kirishima looks up from putting his things in his bag, Hagakure and Ashido both bouncing towards him. He seems to feel a sudden chill in the air once they stop in front of him, but he soon blows it off with the question shoved in his face, “What’s going on with (L/n) and Bakugou? Are they finally together?”

He freezes and thinks back to the last few months. There wasn’t really anything out of the ordinary between the two. Yeah, they seemed to be somewhat closer and did just about everything together, but they never really said anything about being together. 

“That’s ridicul-”

“Yes, we’re dating, you dense dumbasses” Bakugou finally pipes up from beside the door, noticeably holding (L/n)’s hand. They’ve both got small tinges of red n their cheeks and Bakugou is soon leading them to the cafeteria.

Iida Tenya:

Iida and (L/n) were walking just a little ways ahead of Uraraka and Midoriya. Uraraka’s watching the two ahead of them, thinking intently about their relationship in general. Before long she’s poking Midoriya’s shirt, “Hey, Deku?”

“Huh, yes?” He turns to her slightly frazzled, obviously knocked from some thinking. She points ahead of them and he’s even more confused, “What are you talking about?”

She deadpans for a moment before running up to Iida, smiling as she lightly tugs against his shirt. He turns to her questioningly while she makes motions towards (L/n), who was currently walking up their porch. He, too, remained confused before she gave an exasperated sigh, “You should date (Y/n)!”

Iida stares at her for a good minute. He blinks; one, twice. Then he laughs and ruffles her hair, “We already are”

Todoroki Shouto:

“Hey, Todoroki!” He pipes up as Midoriya approaches him, giving him his full attention. He seemed somewhat nervous, practically sweating bullets.

“Yes, Midoriya?-”

“You should date, (L/n)!” That definitely wasn’t loud. Todoroki goes to speak up, but Midoriya just keeps going, “H-Hear me out! You’re both so close and it’s obvious youbothfeelsomethingtowardseachotherand-”

“We’re already together, Midoriya” He simply states, turning back to his work.

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