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jaymadii · 2 years

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CHANGE OF HEART [O!Bakugo Katsuki x A!Male Reader]

You and Bakugo had a complicated history to say the least; in the romantic sense. Back in your UA days you had attempted to court him. You two had been doing this sort of dance around each other for a while; he’d ask to to scent things for him like blankets and pillows for his nest — something about having a familiar alpha’s aroma helped a mateless omega’s heats be more bearable. In return, you occasionally asked Bakugo to scent a hoodie or one of your shirts for you to defer away unwanted attention from some of the more pushy omegas (mostly Hatsume).

You had gotten your wires mixed and mistaken Bakugous comfortability with you as attraction. You had spend hours picking out the perfect courting gift for Bakugou, even going as far to ask Izuku’s opinion on the matter. You had settled on a expensive cashmere blanket — sunset orange. It was the kind of blanket that was advertised as peak nesting material. You scented the blanket and sealed it up in a plain box with a ribbon wrapped around it. Simple, like Bakugou would like it.

The humiliation lives with you to this day when you remember Katsuki’s horrified expression when you presented him with the gift, yelling at you and slamming the door in your face, but not before dropping the gift at your feet.

Your relationship was never quite the same after that. You trashed the blanket in the closest bin from his dorm to yours, washed all the clothes that still lingered of Bakugou’s scent, and avoided him for weeks on end. Izuku was kind enough to scent some of your shirts to ward off other omegas, and to let you lay your head in his lap while stroke your hair for a little after you explained why you couldn’t just have Bakugou do it. He would make a good mate for someone one day.

Time heals all wounds though, because as you grew up, and focused more on your hero work, yours and Bakugou’s relationship repaired on at least a professional level. You were one of the few alpha pro-hero’s that didn’t care if they were teamed up with a omega in the battlefield, which ended up with you and Bakugou being partners more often than not. The last alpha they tried to make Bakugo team up with made a snide comment about what was the superior secondary gender, then ended up in the hospital with a broken arm and pretty nasty gash on his head.

That leads you to where you are now: sitting in a bar with all your co-workers/high school friends for a after patrol drink. You were exhausted to say the least, after a day of crime fighting and a not so well night of sleep, you didn’t really feel in a partying mood. But it was rare for all of your schedules to line up for a get together like you used to have, so you put a smile on your face and order two fingers of whiskey. The group had already been here a hour and a half, you had just payed all the tabs and were getting ready to leave. You leaned your head against the back of the booth and closed your eyes— just for a minute to rest them, blissfully unaware of the way Bakugou was side glancing you. Kaminari was going on about a bank robbery he busted a couple of days ago and did you think he was embellishing some of these details? Yes. But it kept the rest of the group in a trance so you were gonna keep your mouth shut about it. Everyone had been drinking pretty heavily, everyone but you.

You open your eyes back up. The bar was loud and smelt like a locker room of different scents. You were tired and grouchy and miserable today. It was times like these to you think about how nice it would be to have some…ahem…stress relief. Your eyes scan the bar area for a minute, zeroing in on the waitress you had earlier. She was a petite brunette with blue eyes and a short skirt. She smelt like a beta, but you could see scent patches on her neck— definitely a omega; a alpha would wear a stronger brand. She must have felt your gaze because the next thing your know she’s looking over her shoulder and batting her eyes at you in a almost seductive way.

You suddenly feel a petite hand on your face following a big shove, “Hey!” You protested, ushering Uraraka’s limbs away from you as she giggled, definitely a little drunk. All eyes on the table turned to the two of you as you struggled to get the wiggle worm to calm down.

“Someone’s making sex eyes at you” she teased in a sing song voice, definitely too loud for any sort of subtlety. The whole group irrupted into “Ohhh” and “Ahhh” and you suddenly wanted the ground to open up and swallow you whole. Everyone started their teasing, everyone but Katsuki who was being uncharacteristically quite. You groaned and buried your head in arms, a blush covered your face that was so pink it looked like you were sunburned. Everyone at the table quite down almost instantly, and you allow your eyes to peak just above your arms to access the situation.

“Ahem,” you looked over to your right. The pretty waitress was staring back at you. She had her check book clutched to her chest in a nervous manner and her eyes seemed to look anywhere but at yours. Thanks for being so loud, Uraraka. “Your receipt.” She said, placing the paper on the table and sliding it to you. You nodded, a small smile of gratitude gracing your lips before she turned around and walked away. Your friends broke out into whispers and Kaminari started annoyingly nudging you in the side as you all stood up to leave. You wave him off.

With the receipt still in your hand, you all spit off in your different directions when you exit the bar. You and Bakugou head toward the direction of your car, since you work together it’s not uncommon for you to carpool to or from work, and since you had shared plans with your friends tonight it was decided by him that you would take the both of you. You haven’t heard a peep from the blonde since he yelled at Kirishima for double dipping in the salsa earlier. He had only spoke when spoken to tonight but you brushed that off as him being as tired as you were right now.

“She gave you her number.” He said emotionless, gesturing to the receipt in your hand. You flipped the piece of paper around and well, she did. Written in pretty girlish handwriting was her name, number, and ‘call me’ on the back of the receipt. So that’s why she gave it to you. Your face flushed again at the thought of a pretty omega taking interest in you. Sure there had been omega in the past that had took a shining to you, but most of them you shrugged off in favor of focusing on work or well, when your head was too fuzzy with the thoughts of maybe being with Bakugou. You wanted to know what she smelled like, without blockers on, would your scents be compatible? Of course, it could be a one night stand sort of deal, which would mean compatibility is basically a moot point because it wouldn’t be going anywhere serious. “Are you going to call her?” Bakugo pressed, which wasn’t like him at all. The two of you didn’t talk about your romantic lives ever. It was the one unspoken rule you shared since that dumb night in the dorms.

You knitted your eyebrows together, unsure of what answer he was probably expecting. “I think I will.” You answered honestly, feeling the burning gaze Bakugou had on your hand as you stuffed the receipt into your coat pocket and took your car keys out.

“You don’t even know her.” He argued, his pace slowing as he trailed behind you. There was something in his tone that you didn’t care to decipher, because you stopped trying to understand Bakugo on a personal level years ago. “I didn’t take you for the kind of alpha that sleeps around.” That was a low blow. You turn around, a hand on the drivers side door, and look at him. His eyes were unfocused, and stance was wobbly. How much did he have to drink again?

“Let’s get you home, Bakugo. We have to work in the morning.” You’re gonna brush off his words as after affects of too much alcohol. You were suspecting this to happen, it’s why your only had a sip of your drink the whole evening. Someone needed to drive home. Bakugou’s eyes narrowed in almost a menacing way and he didn’t take anymore steps towards your car.

“No!” He shouted, and suddenly you remember just how public this parking lot is as a passerby send a look your way. “Tell me your not gonna call her! You’re not that kind of alpha!” Your silent for a second, accessing your choices. You could have a loud verbal argument with your co-worker in the middle of the street, or you could put him over your shoulder like a child and take him to the car. You quickly rush over, all but throwing the blonde in the passenger seat of your car as he fight you in a very ungraceful way. “You wouldn’t do that to me.” That made you pause, halfway into bucking Bakugo’s seatbelt you turn to look at him. He had tears in the brims of his eyes and he looked like he was about to have a breakdown. He was a very emotional drunk.

“Bakugo, calm down.” You whispered, you don’t want him to cry. You’ve never seen him cry. You reach out and gently rub his cheek with your thumb, ignoring how your heart dropped to your stomach when he leaned into your touch.

You shut the passengers door on him and got in the drivers seat, Bakugo’s was struggling against the seatbelt. Tears were free falling down his cheeks and his breathing was getting short and rapid. It broke your heart to see the omega in distress over something stupid and meaningless like a phone number. He needed to calm down. You needed to calm him down. You quickly peeled off your scent blockers on your neck, allowing a calming scent to overtake the car. Bakugou found the click release of his seatbelt and launched himself into your lap, straddling your hips, rubbing his face on the sides of your neck, leaving a trail of tears in his wake.

The car was filled with a gentle humming sound. Purring.

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It was a surprise you didn’t get pulled over driving home. Bakugo refused to leave your lap, he refused to get out of the car without you when you drove to his place. You climbed up the stairs of your apartment complex to at a time, Bakugo was still in your arms and you had a feeling he wouldn’t let go of you anytime soon. Thank god you only lived on the second floor. As soon as you opened your front door Bakugo lifted his head from your neck, accessing your surroundings as you walked him further inside. He had never been to your place before — your den.

“Alright,” You said as you walked him into your bedroom, you manhandled the blonde on to your bed, met with a whole new wave of purring as you did so. Bakugo looked up at you with hooded eyes, rolling his back on your comforter, coating himself in your scent from the it. You were suddenly met with the scent of a very horny omega. Great. When did he take his scent patches off without you noticing. “You sleep here, I’ll sleep out there.” You ordered, before pointing out the door and to the couch in the living area. You had to be the one to keep a cool head in this situation, no matter how much his scent is making you want to bend his knees to his shoulders and rail into him until morning. He’s probably flexible enough to do it too. You made a move to leave.

Bakugo stared at you for a minute, then his hands had iron grips on your forearm, forcing you back on top of him and caging himself under you — you were dominating him. You could see the outline of his dick in his pants, and you could smell the slick gushing out of him. He was making it very hard to be a gentleman right now.

“I haven’t smelt your scent since high school” he whispered, hands began to stroke your shoulders and neck, a gesture he was hoping would invite you in, closer to him. It was the first thing he said since you had got out of the car. It was true, during high school you wore your scent blockers religiously after Bakugo had rejected you. You had to be with such close quarters with each other that you figured you’d be doing him a favor. You wore them during work for professionalism. The only time you didn’t wear your scent blockers now were when you were at home by yourself. “I’m sorry,”He whispered again, like someone else was gonna hear him. His hand slipped up from your shoulder to your neck, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs, just like you did to him in the car. “I’m sorry I didn’t accept your gift then.”

You swallowed, you didn’t want to talk about it. You went five years without bringing it up, why was he bringing it up. “It’s okay.” You whispered back, then tried to untangle yourself from his limbs. You had to get out of here.

Bakugo didn’t let you go, as you tried to get him to release one of his hands he grabbed you with his other, and his legs around your waist, then flipped you over so you were trapped between the bed and him. He buried his head in your neck and inhaled deeply. He missed your scent, he missed you. And he didn’t want you to move on with another omega because of a mistake he made when he was seventeen. He wanted your pups, your mark, a bond. He never seen you take any interest in a omega that wasn’t him. Being here — in your apartment, surround by the scent he missed so much — was overwhelming. Had you ever brought anyone else here?

“It’s not okay.” He said, pining your hands to your side so you couldn’t lift him off of you. “I was miserable without you, you didn’t look at me for months, you asked fucking Deku to scent your shirts for you.”

“You didn’t want to be with me.”

“I’ll always want you.” Your faces were too close, you could feel his breath with every word. “I should’ve realized it then.” Bakugou kissed you, in a sweet and loving manner, it was slow and coordinated. It wasn’t aggressive and forceful like you always thought his kisses would be like. You tasted to alcohol on his tongue and suddenly remember just how much Bakugo had to drink tonight.

“You need to sleep, your gonna have a hangover in the morning.” You mumbled against his lips.

“Not if you don’t stay with me.”

“Just for tonight.”

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A/N: I’ll edit and proofread this later, I had a sudden burst of energy to write.

Edited and proofread 7/6/22

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w0lfplague03 · 1 year

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Alpha! Kaminari Denki going absolutely FERAL when you get your heat for the first time in your second year.

It happens in the first period of the morning, and you have to be accompanied back to the dorms because of how potent the smell is. Kaminari has to be physically restrained to his desk to not run out after you, his mate. "She's in pain! Let me go help her!" , Aizawa has to threaten him to make him stop.

The moment it happens, you whimper and all the alphas in the class immediately take a deep breath trying to find the source, and Denki knows it's you, he just knew.

When class is over he sprints to the dorms and ends up fighting with BAKUGOU because if he bursts into your room like that he'd go into a rut and no one wants a pregnant omega in the hero course.

"SHE'S MINE! LET ME GO"

Kaminari Denki Is an aggressive alpha when it comes to his omega.

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redpandaramblings · 1 year

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Like Caramel For Chocolate- An Omega Bakugou x Alpha f!Reader fic. Part 11

Part 1 Here

Masterlist Here

Content Warning: Negative headspace, omegaverse, self deprecation, depressive thoughts, pushy parental figures, ambiguous omegaverse reproduction, non traditional A/B/O dynamics, unhealthy relationships, relationship that could be easily fixed if idiots would use their words and communicate, Shinso/Denki side relationship, Bakugou is a dumbass but so is y/n

Where we left off-

“Denki Kaminari. You are an absolutely amazing omega, and my very dear friend. I think we could have been good together. But what I want the most is for you to be happy with the alpha that makes you happy. You deserve the world, Denks.”

“Well, so do you.”

You smiled at each other, still holding hands and just basking in the comfort of each other’s presence. That is until a pair of fists slammed down onto the table with enough force to upset the cups sitting there. You jolted in shock as you looked up to meet a pair of angry, ruby red eyes.

You and Denki watched the liquid running off the table with wide eyes, before turning your gazes back to the enraged man before you. His tall, bulky frame blocked you from the rest of the restaurant, leaving you feeling trapped and vulnerable. His shoulders heaved as he took deep breath, trying and only partially succeeding in calming himself.

“What the FUCK do you two thing you’re doing?”

You swallowed, unable to speak as two ruby eyes seemed to sear their way into your soul.

“It….” Denki stuttered, nervously shrinking into his chair. “It isn’t what it looks like?”

“And what exactly do you think, I think this looks like? Because to me, it looks like you two are slinking around in dark little coffee shops getting cozy while my best friend is curled up at home is his nest, practically catatonic from your shit!”

It was hard to maintain eye contact with the redhead, but you felt you had to.

“What Bakugou does isn’t my concern anymore.” You spoke lowly, an eerie calm to your voice.

“The fuck is that supposed to mean?!?! And you, don’t think you’re going anyway, either!” Denki sunk back into his seat, his escape attempt thwarted. Kiri’s raised voice was drawing a few glances and murmurs.

“Look,” you sigh as you catch the looks coming your way “can we do this somewhere else? Anywhere else?”

Kiri looked around, his cheeks tinged pink as he caught on to the attention focused your way. He nodded once. “Agency. Now.”

You shared a glance with Denki and nodded. It took a few moments to gather your things and settle your bill. Kiri glowered from the door when he noticed you paid for both yourself and Denki. The walk to the agency Kiri worked at seemed longer than it was due to the heavy silence. Denki wrung his hands, trying to catch your eye, but you keep your stare straight ahead, not really focusing on anything. Your brain picking at the bits of information Kiri had inadvertently thrown your way. Bakugou wasn’t doing well? He was nesting outside of his heat, which was unusual. Or was it? The dark hurt part of your brain whispered to you that you didn’t know because you’d never been allowed to see any nest. Kirishima was actually visibly pissed, so it had to be serious… Or maybe this was just what the first part of What Kiri and Katsuki getting together would look like. Katsuki actually letting someone in. Kiri being allowed to show the protective alpha side you had always been forced to repress. Half felt like this is exactly how things were supposed to be.

But if that was the case, why did it hurt so much?

You continued to brood as the looming building of Kirishima and Bakugou’s agency got closer with every step. Knowing that this would be the first time you were going to be allowed in didn’t help your mood in the slightest. Kirishima led you and Denki down a side alley and through an unassuming back door. A few turns down a hallway, and you were in a small workout room, by the look of it. Kirishima locked the door behind you before whirling towards you and Denki, eyes blazing.

“Now, you two are going to tell me exactly what the FUCK is going on here!”

Denki cringed, half hiding behind you. Your own nose crinkled from the strong angry scent pouring off of Kirishima. And frankly? It was starting to piss you off.

“Well you see,” you drawled as you glared right back at Kirishima, “my friend and I were enjoying a nice peaceful afternoon snack, when suddenly a huge stinking pheremoned out alpha came, knocked over our drinks, and started yelling at us.” Your own scent was turning burnt and acrid as your volume increased.

“Jesus Christ, y/n…” Denki threw up his hands, and backed away from you. He could see where this was going, and he made sure to put some of the weight lifting machines between himself and the two angry alphas in the room. Kirishima took a small step back, momentarily startled by your reaction before rage filled him stronger than before. So you wanted a fight, huh? Well, good.

“You know what I mean! You go off in the middle of Bakugou’s heat. Then a few weeks later, he’s damn near working himself to death, and when he’s not working, he’s curled up in his nest, refusing to talk to anybody! And you’re nowhere!!! Your omega is in pain, and you’re nowhere!”

The two of you had begun to circle each other slowly, glaring at each other. The burnt smell of your combined anger was clogging the air. Denki was covering his nose and mouth with his sleeve to keep himself from gagging. You weren’t going to back down, though. Why was this red headed rock sticking his nose into your business? Hadn’t he got what he wanted? Hadn’t Bakugou gotten what he wanted? You were so tired of people telling you what to do, what’s best for you. You were tired of being viewed as nothing but docile, someone who would just take what was given and not complain. Well, you still were an alpha. And you had had enough. You could feel your fangs dropping down, the sharp tips nicking your lip.

“He’s not my omega anymore!” You hissed at Kirishima.

“Why not? So you can run around behind his back with his fucking pack mate?!?” Kirishima roared back at you, inching closer with his teeth bared.

You laughed mirthlessly. “Oh, please. I just gave him and you exactly what you wanted.”

Kirshima shook his head, momentarily confused. “Wait, what? What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

As Eijiro’s anger cooled, yours only burned hotter.

“You heard me!” You snarled, stepping closer until you were right in Kiri’s face. “I. Just. Gave. Him. What. He. Wanted. And he doesn’t want me. Hasn’t for years. All yours now! Take him! You were always going to anyway!”

Kirishima stared wide eyed, confusion having replaced all of his anger. “y/n, what are you talking about?”

Maybe it was that your mood was running hot. Maybe it was the stress. Maybe it was because you had chemically suppressed your ruts for the last decade. Maybe it was because you had been suppressing your alpha instincts for just as long. It could have been any combination of those things. But for whatever reason, that question from Kirishima was the thing to snap your teetering control. With a frustrated scream of alpha rage, you swung, aiming at Eijiro’s jaw. Your fist connected. Unfortunately for your hand, years of hero training meant that Kirishima had hardened the area out of instinct.

“Fuck!” You yelped as you felt the bones in your fingers crunch. The pain mostly brought you back to your senses. You took a few steps back, sinking to the ground and clutching your injured hand to your chest. Denki hurried up behind you, hovering and worriedly asking you questions that you didn’t really hear, let alone respond to. Kirishima hesitated a moment before kneeling in front of you, his worry evident. When he went to take your hand to look it over, you let him, the fight draining out of you. He gently poked and prodded, as your breath hitched from pain. Denki rubbed your back trying to sooth you. After a moment, Kirishima spoke.

“Well, you broke it.”

You nodded with a snort. “Figured.”

“Feel better now?”

You gave a sad half smile. “I mean, my hand is killing me, but yeah. Sorry about that.”

“Well, sorry my face broke your hand. But seriously. Just… What is going on, Y/N? Because right now I’m really lost. You and Bakubro love each other. I know you two do. But now he isn’t talking and what you’re saying is making exactly zero sense. So can you please just walk me through it from the beginning? I promise to hear you out.”

“God,” you sigh, tilting your head back. “I don’t even know where the beginning is… This whole shit show has been a long time coming. I guess the most important thing is Bakugou and I broke up. He’s very obviously wanted to for a while. So he’s finally free to date you. Then Denki and I were engaged though that was mostly our family’s fault for setting us up on a marriage date. Then Denki got bonded, but not to me. And then you showed up and I punched you in the face.”

You blinked up at Kiri as if that explained everything. Kirishima looked at Denki with hopeless confusion. Denki sighed.

“Come on. Let’s get her hand looked at and then go to your office. I’ll tell you as mush of everything as I know.”

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You were sitting on the couch, nursing your bandaged hand as Denki was wrapping up.

“... And then Shinso and I ended up bonding after the hospital let me go home. Y/N was just taking me out for a celebration lunch when you showed up.”

Kiri leaned back in his seat, letting out a long breath. “Okay. Right.” He said. “That explains a lot. Not everything, but a lot.” He sat up again and looked directly at you. “Though I want to know where the heck you got the idea that I want Bakubro as an omega.”

You couldn’t quite meet Kirishima’s gaze as you replied. “It’s not a stupid idea. He’s comfortable around you. Much more comfortable around you than he’s ever been around me. He lets you scent him. He calls you his pack. He not only lets you see his nests, he lets you into them sometimes. I barely am allowed in his apartment, let alone being able to see his nest. We haven’t scented each other with any regularity since high school. You see him so much more than I do, and you understand him and his job in a way that I’ll never be able to. You look good together. He doesn’t mind when you act like an alpha with him.”

Kirishima blew out a breath. “Okay… Okay, I can see what you’re getting at. But seriously. Bakubro is a bro. I’ve never thought of him like that.”

You nodded, looking at the floor. “Okay. If you say so, I’ll believe you. But it doesn’t change the fact that Bakugou has wanted out of the relationship for a while.”

“And did he tell you that? Like actually tell you that?” Kiri asked.

“He didn’t have to. He made himself very clear.”

“And when was the last time you two sat down and seriously talked?”

You didn’t have a reply. Kirishima sighed and rubbed his eyes. “I don’t get paid enough for this.” he mumbled to himself. “Alright!” He said, clapping his hands together and standing up. “You!” he said, pointing to you. “You’re coming with me.” And you!” he pointed to Denki, “You’re coming with too to make sure she doesn’t try to get out of this.”

You and Denki looked at each other in confusion, as you both stood up slowly.

“Where are we going, exactly?” Denki asked as he followed after you and Kirishima.

“To do something I should have done a long time ago, but I thought the two knuckleheads would be able to sort things out for themselves, without outside interference. Guess I was wrong in that regard.”

He ushered you and Denki into the back of an agency car, before getting into the driver’s seat. You questioned where he was taking you, but Kirishima just shook his head and kept driving. It was a surprise when you ended up in the parking garage of your apartment. Kiri got out, and opened up the door to the backseat. “Out!” He said. You only hesitated a moment before you slide yourself out the the car, Denki following close behind. Understanding was starting to creep across Denki’s expression.

“Eiji, what?” your question was cut short with a yelp as Kirishima threw you over his shoulder. He strode quickly to the elevator, Denki following close behind. You beat your good hand against Kiri’s back as you tried to squirm your way out of his grasp. Denki hit the elevator buttons, knowing what to do without being told.

“Eijiro Kirishima, you put me down! What the hell?!”

Kirishima shook his head. “Nope. Not til we get where we’re going. Consider this payback for the punch.”

The elevator dinged, and Kiri was off once again. He fished in his pocket and handed a set of keys to Denki. Denki run ahead and began unlocking a door. Seconds later, you were landing on your butt, having just been unceremoniously chucked through the doorway.

Kirishima stood blocking the doorway. “I’m not going to let you leave until the two of you actually talk. I’m not letting anyone in my pack ruin their lives because they can’t put on adult pants and have a proper conversation. And for the record, y/n? You’ve always been pack. You always will be. Now go talk to your damn omega!”

And with that, Kirishima slammed the door shut, leaving you sitting wide eyed and shellshocked on the floor of Bakugou’s apartment.

Hello everyone! I'm well aware that It's been a while. Very sorry for the delay. Lot of life stuff. I hope that this in small part makes up for it. Ended up having to radically change my plans for this bit, but I'm pretty sure I like how it came out. Enjoy!

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kteabug · 8 months

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“that’s not my sire” — pup, probably

Summary: At birth pups instinctively know their dam and sire’s scents, it’s what allows them to know who is a safe place. What happens when a pup rejects the alpha that believes they are the sire?

Pairings: BakuDeku (endgame), BakuKami, KiriKami, OverDeku (past)

Word Count: 9, 480

Warnings: Infidelity. Shitty parenting. Minor Character Death. Omegaverse. A!Bakugo. A!Kirishima. O!Kaminari. O!Midoriya. Quirkless AU.

AN: This is based off a silly little head canon I have.

**PLEASE READ: this fic is bakudeku ending, but before we get there, there’s bakukami and then mentions of overdeku.

Bakugo Katsuki knew the omega he was going to marry when he was nine years old. He first saw him at a garden party his grandparents threw, he was the grandson of someone his grandfather knew or something like that. Honestly, he could’ve been the son of the waitstaff and Katsuki would’ve chosen him. His yellow blonde hair, citrine colored eyes and bubbly personality had the alpha captivated. This is based off a silly little head canon I have.

When the two were 16, Katsuki bashfully asked the omega for an official courtship — it was amusing to those around to see the brash and loud alpha seem so docile as he handed the omega a scented shirt and high end blanket he ordered from his parents’ company. Kaminari Denki accepted the gesture with a warm smile as if he had any other option.

When the two were 20, their engagement was announced and within the year, they were married. The Bakugos had wanted to forego the engagement and tie the union together with a mating claim, but the Kaminaris did not — they felt the bond should only take place if and when Denki said so. Bonds cannot be as easily removed as a marital status can.

While it bothered Katsuki to see the hard thick plastic collar around Denki’s neck during their heats/ruts, he understood that it was the omega’s choice. He had always known Denki was it for him, he would wait until the end of time for his omega if that’s what he needed.

After the first year they were together, Denki expressed he was tired of having to wear the anti-claiming collar so Katsuki immediately bought a muzzle. The next year Denki said the muzzle ruined the mood but that he didn’t want to wear the collar so he suggested they spend their cycles in heat/rut clinics. Clinics designed for mated or unmated individuals to ride out their cycles without fear of unwanted bonding or for those who are away from their mates.

Katsuki didn’t really like the idea, it felt so sterile and robotic rather than the passionate nature heats/ruts are. It didn’t feel right to Katsuki for Denki to be alone in a hospital-like room in pain, crying out for relief while his alpha did what? Sat at home like it was just another Wednesday? The thought alone just broke his heart but if that’s what his omega needed then he’d do it.

However after four years, both sides of their families are exhausted waiting for a pup to be born. Katsuki however doesn’t press the issue, when Denki is ready he’d tell him. It’s after their anniversary dinner that the omega’s attitude changes — Mitsuki made a comment about Denki’s appetite which he counters with him being in preheat even though the alpha doesn’t pick up on it. When they get home, Denki practically jumps the ash blonde.

The alpha’s rut is triggered by the intensity of Denki’s actions, the omega hasn’t acted so hungry, so aggressive, so needy with Katsuki before. The sudden action doesn’t allow the omega to wear his collar but somehow he keeps enough sanity to bite his own arm to prevent himself from bonding with Denki. A few weeks later, Denki announces to Katsuki and their families the pair is expecting a pup.

Katsuki is over the moon. If he’s honest (which he won’t be) the moment he smelt Denki’s jasmine scent, he saw a future with a house full of love, warmth and pups. He wanted pups with citrine eyes and soft blonde hair, pups with their dam’s bubbly personality and headstrong nature. He wanted to watch their pups grow up and go off to have their own lives while spending the rest of their lives falling in love with each other over and over again.

Katsuki is there to rub Denki’s back when his morning sickness is rough before carrying him back to bed with crackers and ginger ale. He buys any and every craving the omega has — teasing that the pup must have their dam’s taste since Denki doesn't want spicy foods like Marasu had with him. He reads, talks and sings to the growing bump as he rubs lotion to help keep the omega’s skin moisturized. He tries to go to appointments, but Denki tells him they aren’t really that important for them both to go.

According to Katsuki’s planner, the anatomy scan should be coming up and he really wants to go. He doesn’t care what their sex is, he just wants to see the pup, to be able to look at the screen and call him or her by the name chosen. Denki instantly loved both the names Kats suggested which surprised the alpha but he went with it.

He doesn’t get that as Denki comes home with ultrasound scans announcing it’s a girl, brushing off Katsuki’s complaints by saying he simply forgot it was /that/ appointment today. The entire rest of the day whenever Katsuki tries to bring up anything to do with the appointment or asking to go to just one appointment, the omega claims he’s getting a headache and prompts switches subjects.

Denki claims that the appointments from now on will only last five minutes at tops — it’d be more of a hassle than anything. Katsuki hates it, he wants to be there, to hear their pup’s heartbeat, but he doesn’t want to add stress to Denki so he stays home.

The alpha swallows the ugly feeling that sits in his chest, threatening to come out anytime Denki brushing off something he asks considering the pup. Denki has always been an amazing partner, so it must just be the pregnancy hormones. Kats instead decides to go focus on his daughter’s room — it’s the place she’ll spend the most time so it needs to be perfect.

He divides the wall, painting the lower half a terracotta orange while leaving the upper half an off-white. They picked white furnishings: crib, dresser, changing table, rocking chair and around the room had a few natural wood accents such as the photo frames and wall shelves. This room will grow with her and he can’t help but tear up at the thought.

He folds her burp bibs, sheets and swaddles even trying to match the tiny little socks before just tossing them in a drawer. He hangs up her onesies, dresses, footed pajamas and sleep sacs. Katsuki attempts to fold her white onesies but they are teeny compared to his massive hands.

He even adds a name sign on the door — Yuika: dream come true. That’s what she truly is, a dream come true for Katsuki and he has so much love for her that it spills out in tears. Denki always just shakes his head, but putting a name to the pup he talks to, feels kick, it makes it all feel surreal.

Katsuki plans to be ready for when Denki goes into labor. He has bags packed for him, Denki and Yuika. The car seat is properly installed in their car with the window shades and mirror for the headrest to see her from the rear view mirror. He’s even gone as far as to run drills to make sure he can get himself and Denki to the car effectively for the big day.

All that planning fails the alpha when Denki wakes him up at 3am saying it’s time. Katsuki trips getting out of bed, puts his shirt on backwards and has two different tennis shoes on. But they do manage to get to the hospital unscathed which is a miracle with the way Katsuki was driving.

The maternity ward has scent neutralizer constantly pumping through the air vents — it helps keep things safer for the in labor omegas and their pups. Somehow this helps calm Katsuki’s nerves as he holds Denki’s hand through it all.

Nearly 18 hours later, Yuika is born. She has ten fingers and ten toes with a head of beautiful black hair. Katsuki assumes it’s from Denki’s side since the omega has a black stripe through his own hair and his sire has solid black hair. Like many newborns her eye color isn’t set in stone, but Katsuki hopes she gets the same citrine eyes as her dam.

The scent neutralizer is cut off to their room. After delivery, the room is to be filled only with the parents' scents; pups instinctively recognise their parents' pheromones marking them a safe person. Everyone else who enters the room, regardless of relation, has to wear scent patches — Katsuki is more than on board with this as he doesn’t want Yuika bombarded with too many scents.

Denki holds her the entire first day, rarely letting her go. He doesn’t even put her in the incubator for naps after breastfeeding, opting to just do contact naps. Katsuki tries not to let it bother him, but it feels off. They are partners and yet it feels that Denki doesn’t trust him to hold their daughter. He doesn’t feel like he’s asking for all that much, just a few moments with her in his arms, but Denki continuously waves him off.

The next day however when Denki is taking a much desired shower, Katsuki gets to hold the bundle of joy. All he’s thought about for the last several months has been her — holding her, comforting her, feeding her, loving her. It’s like a crescendo of emotions as he reaches out, gently picking her up and cradling her into his chest. But the high pitch scream she lets out causes all those emotions to just stop.

He’s worried that maybe he woke her up so he starts making the shushing noises, bouncing slightly, and rocking her; all the things the books mentioned but they don’t work. He holds her higher, closer to his scent glands, wondering if maybe he hasn’t been letting out enough of his pheromones, but that seems to worsen things. Thankfully a nurse pops in, giving him a hopeful smile before saying she might just need to be changed.

Later that night he brings it up to Denki, voicing his worries and asking if any of the expecting omega books said anything about it. The omega simply brushes him off, telling him that it was probably because he wasn’t around and she’s just more used to his scent. Katsuki lays away that night, his partner’s words did nothing to ease his anxiety, but maybe tomorrow would fare better.

It doesn’t.

Yuika cries and screams and refuses to relax any time Katsuki holds her or even tries to pick her up. It’s like a knife in his chest that gets twisted each time she fully calms down the second Denki touches her. Why was she rejecting him? Was it him? Did she just not feel safe around him at all?

When the doctor comes for a visit to tell Denki they want him to stay an extra day, Katsuki tries to get an answer from the doctor. He tries to reassure Katsuki that while it’s not exactly common, it’s not uncommon for pups to struggle to adjust to their sire’s scent — especially in cases where the parents aren’t bonded. Bonded couples have a blended scent whereas he and Denki have two very different ones.

Katsuki might’ve believed him if it hadn’t been for the purple-haired nurse whose facial expression showed she didn’t really think that. He follows her out into the hallway and practically begs to know her opinion, saying that he just wants answers to why his daughter rejects him.

He can tell she’s uncomfortable but she relents, explaining that a pup’s reaction is usually only /that/ intense if the alpha present isn’t their biological sire. In cases where a pup fails to adjust are typically more when the sire is a prime or the pup is being adopted. That’s why when adoption is chosen by the omega or female beta, the adoptive parents come around and scent the expectant individual in hopes it alleviates some of the initial scent rejection.

Katsuki doesn’t believe her. Denki isn’t like that. Denki wouldn’t cheat on him. Denki loves him and they are a team. Sure the last several months have felt different than the past three years but hormones can be a bitch so the alpha didn’t take it personally. He then remembers when he brought to Denki’s attention he seems to have gone into labor earlier than it was projected in Kats’ planner, Denki said she was a little premature. Maybe that’s why she’s rejecting him? Though the doctor not mentioning it is a bit weird.

It’s the same the next day too, Yuika screams whenever he holds her so he doesn’t. It breaks his heart to not be able to hold his little girl, but he only wants her to feel safe and happy. So he just does things that help Denki such as making a hundred trips out of the room to refill his water cup, feeding the omega as he holds their princess, and making sure to call a nurse if Yuika needs something when Denki is asleep.

He’s worried more now about taking her home than he was before — their home was heavily filled with his scent. What if his baby girl didn’t feel safe in her own home? He had spent the most time in her nursery, what if she couldn’t rest there? Denki tells him that babies cry and she’ll eventually be fine over time and maybe that’s true, but the alpha is panicking.

The morning of discharge day has Katsuki even more anxious. He practiced getting to the hospital not getting home; over the last few days they had accumulated more things than originally brought. The alpha wanted help getting both Denki and Yuika home, but his parents and in-laws were busy and so were his friends. The omega quickly told him that he had it handled, he would just ask Eijiro.

Now it isn’t that Katsuki doesn’t like Eijiro, the red headed alpha has never done anything to warrant Kats hatred or anything like that. It is more about the way his in-laws turn up their noses when the alpha is mentioned that makes him weary. Denki on the other hand constantly sings his praises, the two were apparently friends in school before his parents sent him off to boarding school.

After discreetly asking around, he learned that Eijiro is the illegitimate grandson of Kirishima Kenji, one of the biggest names in the tech industry. One of his sons decided to keep a mistress and Eijiro is the result, but to keep things mostly under wraps, Kenji moved him and his mother to the family compound.

Kenji even allowed Eijiro to be given their family name rather than whatever his mother’s was and he attended nice academies but not the same as the other grandchildren. Eijiro had been allowed the same lifestyle of Kenji’s biological grandchildren, but the imbalance in status still remained.

Katsuki has met this man a total of three times: engagement announcement party, wedding, and then at the party to celebrate their one year anniversary. All three times Eijiro had drunk quite a bit, but Katsuki couldn’t blame him, the parties were an awful bore. Though he didn’t see Eijiro at their pregnancy announcement party or the other myriad of parties their families threw, so he isn’t sure why the alpha would come up to the hospital.

Surely enough, when he is taking some of Denki’s stuff to the car he sees Eijiro walking into the hospital. Katsuki shrugs it off, maybe the redhead just really hated going to parties and avoided them or hell, maybe Kats just never saw him. He bounces in the elevator, Eijiro will be their first visitor outside of immediate family and he wants to make sure he’s there when Yuika meets him. Yeah he’ll be wearing scent patches, but if she really is super sensitive to scents, it doesn’t hurt to be cautious.

He stops in the doorway when he realizes there’s no crying coming out of Denki’s room despite knowing the omega was in the bathroom changing. When Katsuki looks into the room he sees his daughter happy and content in the stranger’s arms, much like she is in Denki’s. He can pick up on the redhead’s pheromones, assuming he didn’t have patches on and that still isn’t a problem with the young pup.

Then he watches Denki come out of the bathroom, smiling as he leans into Eijiro’s side and the air in his lungs is knocked out. He watches as the two share a look, but not just any look, but /the/ look. The kind you give the person you love with all your heart, the one that’s soft and gentle and anyone who sees it can tell your soulmates. He knows that look because his mom snapped a picture of the two together as teenagers and teased him over the soft expression on his face.

To anyone the two would look like a picture perfect family which fucking hurts because suddenly that makes Katsuki the odd man out.

Midoriya Izuku loves his job. He has always wanted to help people and working as a nurse allows him just that. Being a labor and delivery nurse is just the icing on the cake — being able to help bring pups into the world and help betas and omegas is the best thing. There’s so many emotions that rush through those who have given birth and it’s crucial to have someone that can understand you, that’s where Izuku thrives.

One omega felt like a horrible dam for not breastfeeding her pup, feeling like she was letting her son down. She said that all the mommy blogs said if you formula feed or even pump and use a bottle that you’re selfish, don’t deserve to be a parent, don’t love your kid, and are lazy. She was spiraling on top of all of the postpartum emotions and it broke Izuku’s heart. So he pointed out all the great things she’s done to prove she did love her pup: she made sure he was fed, she held him and soothed him. The biggest sign was that she was worried about being a good parent because bad parents don’t worry about that. The omega thanked him profusely.

One beta had made the choice to put her little girl up for adoption and despite having made it, she was upset. It was a hard decision for anyone to make, it took a lot of strength which Izuku gently reminded her of. He held her hand, releasing a calming scent to surround her in hopes to help her. She asked him if she was selfish for not wanting to keep her baby, saying she just wasn’t ready, but he squashed those thoughts telling her how selfless she was. He then got to introduce the adoptive parents to her who thanked her tremendously. Before the beta left, she made sure to tell him that he had really helped her and the couple said she was always welcome to go and visit.

Some days are harder than others and he’s there for those who don’t leave with the baby they planned to take home. Izuku knows he can’t take that pain away, if he could he would in a heartbeat. He makes little momentos using the baby’s handprint and footprint, sometimes with a photograph of the parents holding the baby if they want. He also uses the blankets they were wrapped in to make teddy bears to send home with the grieving parents. It’s not much, but it’s all he can do to help bring them some comfort. He doesn’t always get a happy thank you like in other cases, but that’s fine; just knowing that one day they’ll be able to see those momentos and smile a little is enough for him.

While he’s used to dealing with dams, he has offered help and comfort to sires as well. He’s there to help show them how to change diapers and not be afraid of changing their outfits — little baby fingers and toes seem to terrify alphas. He helps show them how to hold their heads properly and check footed clothing for strands of hair to prevent it from wrapping around little toes. He watches amusingly at first time and even seasoned sires fret over swaddling and putting little hats on the pups. Smirking at the proud looks on their faces when they excitedly show off their sons and daughters to visitors for the first time.

The last three days he had used personal time and was eager to get back to work as much as he loves being at home. He expects the usual when he gets back, his coworkers catching him up on who is in labor and who has given birth, basically giving him the rundown for the upcoming shift. He doesn’t expect to hear hushed whispers of a scandal with a pup not taking to their sire. Izuku doesn’t care to engage in gossip especially at work, but this really bothers him.

It can be harmful to a pup who is constantly around pheromones that stress them out leading to lack of eating, trouble sleeping and more. He is only half listening and at first wonders if maybe it’s an alpha stepping up to be a sire, it happens and could be why the pup is rejecting them. At least that’s what he wants to believe because the alternative, the possibility of it having been infidelity fills the greenette with rage. Truly someone could not be /that/ stupid to think wishful thinking will override instincts! The nerve!

He’s walking away from the nurse’s station, getting ready to start checking on patients discharging when a blur of blonde passes by. The blonde doesn’t get too far before he falls to his knees as he gasps for air, sobs wrecking his chest. Izuku drops down in front of the man, releasing his soothing scent before taking his handkerchief and wiping the alpha’s cheeks. The omega is unsure why he does that exactly, it’s something he’s only ever done for Kumi and surely not something you do for a strange alpha you just met.

“I…but he…not mine…”

Izuku instantly puts it all together. He’s the alpha his coworkers have been talking about, the alpha who’s little one isn’t taking to his scent and the omega’s heart breaks. He’s seen it happen before, an affair exposed by a pup’s rejection — had to call security for it and everything but usually the wronged alpha is angry. The alpha will yell and scream, storm out, maybe have tears in their eyes, but nothing like this. Most times there’s some sort of inkling that there’s an affair going on, but the blonde seems to have been completely blindsided.

The omega helps the alpha up and into a nearby chair, trying to comfort him but what could he say?

It will be okay.

Izuku hates that phrase because he can’t say that confidently.

Things will work out.

Izuku cannot promise that.

Everything happens for a reason.

Izuku wants to gag every time he hears that being told to people.

“I appreciate you not wanting to bullshit me.” Katsuki lets out something of a laugh while sniffling.

Izuku turns pink, he thought he’s been getting better about mumbling. But despite his embarrassment he’s glad he got the alpha to laugh a bit.

“There you are, Midoriya! I got worried when you didn’t answer a page!” The same purple-haired nurse from before says.

“I’m sorry! I got distracted.” The omega tilts his head to the side and gives her a blinding smile.

“It’s my fault.” Katsuki adds, for some reason he feels the need to protect the small omega, “I was upset and he made me laugh.”

The nurse recognizes the alpha immediately — not just from having spoken to him previously but because she was just in his omega’s room and witnessed probably what had upset him. Some redhead alpha holding a very calm pup, a pup that up until now he believed to be his. “That’s Midoriya’s quirk!”

The greenette snaps his head at her, with a very motherly ‘stop it’ look but Katsuki beats him to it.

“Quirk?”

“Yeah, it’s like a superpower. It’s from Izuku’s favorite kid’s show!”

“Kid’s show? I’ll have you know that All-Might’s Mighty Adventures is a very popular classic TV series! Kid’s show? Hah, just because it’s animated doesn’t make it for children.” Izuku continues to defend the show, leaving a smirk on the nurse’s face and a faint blush on the alpha’s — the omega misses both of them.

Kaminari Denki had been told what to do and when to do it since he can remember, though he’s pretty positive it’s been like that since he was born. It probably went back further to when he was conceived, he’s certain his dad demanded he be a male and his mother willed him to be an omega. Though with the chill in his parents’ marriage, maybe he was a designer embryo grown in a lab.

Being born in a wealthy family has its upsides, but also most definitely its downsides. Especially when it’s a family that’s not secure it’s in holdings — you see the Kaminari family is what one would call ‘new money’ and it only dates back to Denki’s grandfather. His grandfather got lucky with a few investments when Denki was three and having a friend owe him a favor ended up with his grandfather rubbing elbows with Bakugo Mamoru (Mitsuki’s father). That allowed the Kaminari's introduction to other more prominent families like the Todoroki’s (hotels), Kirishima’s (tech) and Yagi’s (entertainment) who are what’s called ‘old money’.

When Denki presented at five, his parents had been so thrilled — male omegas still hold a lot of value in the upper class and are sought after. Some more traditional wealthy families prefer having alpha/alpha couples take over the company so an omega is useful for producing heirs and quelling ruts. Denki’s parents want more, more wealth, more fame, more status, so using their son to “marry up” was just par for the course.

When he was seven he was sent to a decent private academy and that’s where he met Kirishima Eijiro — a shy alpha who transferred in mid school year. His seat was placed right next to Denki and it was love at first sight for the omega. Every chance he got he would try to get to know the alpha more, break through his shell and then finally right before the school year was over Eijiro smiled at him. The two became inseparable, so much so that Denki once screamed until Eijiro was allowed to have his seat moved to be next to his.

At first his parents were pleased, Kirishima is a very well known name, but then they heard the hushed whispers of Eijiro not really being a Kirishima. It didn’t matter that for the first time in his life Denki had a friend, that he smiled more now and that being around the alpha helped the omega do better in classes. No, their child’s happiness didn’t matter, what mattered was their own selfishness in knowing a bastard son-in-law would do nothing for them.

So when Denki was sent away to boarding school without getting to say much of a goodbye to Eijiro before going. When his parents called him home for a stupid party, he had a little hope that Eijiro would be there, his family is one that would make an appearance. He looked and looked, but he wasn’t there. That was the night that he caught another alpha’s eye, one that his parents were all too thrilled about. Denki thought he stunk — his spicy cinnamon clove scent hit his nose funny, not like the sandalwood scent Eijiro had.

But once again, Denki was told what to do and when to do it when Bakugo Mamoru reached out to his grandfather about his grandson, Katsuki’s interest in Denki. He tried to protest, claiming that he already had an alpha, but his mother simply laughed at him and his father grabbed his face hard, nearly using an Alpha Command on him. Tears blurred his eyes as he nodded that he understood Bakugo Katsuki would be the only alpha for him and that he was never allowed to mention Eijiro again.

There was nothing wrong with Katsuki. In fact if he had never met Eijiro, Denki was sure he could’ve fallen in love with him, but he did. He did meet Eijiro and no other alpha compared. It wasn’t Katsuki’s fault nor was it his; when money is involved, feelings really don't matter. It had been during one of their chaperoned dates that by chance Eijiro walked into the same restaurant and his eyes locked on Denki’s. The omega had wanted to plead with him, but he gave him an expression that said ‘oh I understand’ and Denki cried so hard Katsuki thought he overstepped by not wearing scent patches and took him home with an apology.

When he was 16, his mother forced him to accept the blonde’s courtship offer and his fate was sealed. When he got home later that night, he realized that his nest had been completely ransacked. His baby blanket was gone, his favorite fuzzy blanket that he got when he first presented and his plushie.

The plushie had been hidden in the corner of his nest that Eijiro had gifted him before they changed schools. It had long lost the alpha’s scent but it brought him comfort — he was careful to keep it from his parents, but clearly not careful enough. His parents had also completely replaced the nesting mattress and base, saying something about him needing a proper nest now that he was a taken omega. Denki hated it because the new nest wasn’t comforting to him, it felt stiff and sterile and all he had was the blanket and shirt from Katsuki to fill it.

The day after he turned twenty, their engagement was announced and Denki fell apart when he caught the scent of sandalwood among the guests. He saw red eyes, ones that were slightly similar to Katsuki’s but not the same at all, and they were filled with anguish. His black hair is now a bright red and he seemed to be on his grandfather’s heels. Denki ended up at the bar toward the end of the party, watching how happy Katsuki acted as he chatted with his friends when Eijiro sat a few seats down. Denki sent a drink his way, an apricot fizz (please look my way) while EIjiro sent him back an old fashioned (I’ll go my way).

Denki felt like a zombie on the day of his wedding. His mother made him go through what she called a ‘professional omega cleanse’ — he was stripped down and every part of his body, inside and out, was scrubbed, hard. He was then humiliated by having to go through a ‘virginity exam’, something that no one but his own family pushed for. Apparently his parents were taking pride in what a perfect specimen their omega son was. Everyone cooed at the tears that ran down his eyes up at the altar, thinking the omega was overjoyed, but instead it was because he saw an emotionless expression on Eijiro’s face right after he said ‘I do’.

The omega tried. He really did, but Bakugo Katsuki would never be the alpha he held dear in his heart. The alpha really was the perfect mate and he would be…for someone else. He had hoped he’d get pregnant the first year, his heats were more miserable with Katsuki than without him, but he was used to not getting what he wanted from life. After a year he had enough and brought up spending their mating cycles apart. He could see Katsuki’s hesitation but most of Denki’s life was spent doing things he didn’t want so surely Kats could make this sacrifice for him. And he did. In fact Denki learned that Katsuki would bow to anything and everything the omega asked of him.

Denki had been married for three years when he finally saw Eijiro again — both leaving the same heat/rut clinic. Something about knowing Eijiro wasn’t sharing his ruts with another made the omega feel warm inside. He asked the alpha to a nearby cafe and that’s how it all began. Eijiro was still the puppy-dog that he had always been and apparently showed his grandfather he had more potential than his other grandsons. It was innocent, the alpha respecting the fact Denki was bound to another…all until Denki lied.

Telling Eijiro that Katsuki was more focused on work than him, that he was disgusted by the omega’s heat and he’d overheard the blonde saying their relationship was just transactional. He told him that Katsuki turned down a mating claim when in fact it was Denki’s parents that had — since a mating claim can only be broken upon death, they felt withholding it gave them an upper hand to potentially control the Bakugos (it did not). Eijiro had been livid and easily fell into the omega’s trap: so Denki would simply tell Katsuki he was heading to the clinic and instead go to the nearby hotel where Eijiro was waiting for him.

The omega was on cloud nine, his parents left him alone and he got the alpha he wanted. Eijiro doted on him, worshiped him and wholeheartedly loved him, he wanted for nothing when the alpha was around. But it was short-lived when Eijiro tried to end things, saying that it was wrong and he couldn’t stand the person who looked back at him in the mirror. So Denki lied, claiming Katsuki had a side piece, and some other things that got Eijiro to spend one more heat with him. But before he could try to figure out how to prolong his affair, he missed a cycle and a cheap plastic test told him he was royally fucked.

Six weeks. He was six weeks pregnant and it would be very apparent it wasn’t his husband’s. So the night of their fourth anniversary, after his mother-in-law’s comment about his appetite and his ‘pre-heat’ rebuttal led to him sleeping with his husband. It’s uncommon for an alpha/omega couple to get pregnant out of heat/rut periods but thankfully for Denki, his actions triggered Katsuki’s rut. But maintaining the lie wasn’t as easy as he thought it would be. Katsuki, who was already a doting alpha, somehow became even more doting and wonderful, making it hard for Denki to really figure things out.

Katsuki wanted to attend the appointments, but they would say the gestation week and it wouldn’t line up with the timeline Katsuki had mapped out in his planner. At first he could use the alpha’s meetings as reasons he had to go alone, but that didn’t last long because he just asked Mitsuki to cover him. He wanted to see ultrasounds so Denki lied and said there was a power outage so the dates were wrong when the system rebooted. The hardest was hearing Kats going on and on about the anatomy scan, mainly because he already had it so he said he picked a random appointment and came home playing it off as he just now knew they were having a girl. The further along he got, the more attentive Katsuki got, the more annoyed Denki got — after all he wanted his pup’s sire to be doing these things, not Katsuki.

Denki really had thought that because Katsuki spent so much time around him, Yuika would accept him as her sire. Why couldn’t he get anything he wanted? He tried to play it off as normal behavior but his own instincts were going haywire by not having Eijiro around, by some other alpha touching Eijiro’s pup. Each time Yuika screamed, he wanted to shake her until she stopped and would listen. HE had always behaved. HE always did as he was told. HE always listened. HE never disobeyed. Why couldn’t SHE?! Suggesting Eijiro to be the one to come was his last stitch effort in getting her to just calm down for a second. But the moment he saw her relax in the redhead’s arms and Ei looked down at him with pure adoration, he knew that everything was ruined.

Katsuki waited a week to confront Denki, mainly because he had enough self respect to not make an ass out of himself in front of the plethora of visitors they had. He had called Mitsuki to watch Yuika as he talked to Denki, who thankfully didn’t try to lie about things. He stood there as the omega confessed, telling him the various lies Eijiro had been told and then he dropped to his knees in front of Katsuki. He begged the alpha not to leave him, that his parents would kill him if they ever found out and even offered up his mating claim to the alpha. He used the alpha’s love for Yuika to try to persuade him to stay.

As he looked at the omega he could no longer see the one he fell in love with, the one he wanted more than anything to spend forever with. But had Denki ever been that man or had it been rose colored glasses? He was disgusted he tried to use Yuika as a bargaining chip and it was because of the alpha’s love for her that he had to leave. The once fond memories were now tainted and he can’t promise that he won’t grow to resent her if he stays — maybe that’s selfish of him but he’d rather not know her than to end up hurting her.

He also cannot forgive Denki, he’s upset he cheated, but what really hurts was that the omega never talked to him. If he would’ve just told Katsuki about his feelings, about not being interested in him, he’d have helped out. It made his blood boil that the Kaminari’s had used their own son the way they had, but Denki made his choices on his own. He would’ve talked to his parents and ended the courtship where /he/ looked like the ‘bad guy’ rather than Denki and helped him any way that he could. The omega chose not to do that. He chose to lie, cheat, and manipulate and that bell couldn’t be unrang.

Katsuki left the apartment the next day, taking his clothes and personal items, leaving everything else to Denki. His in-laws tried manipulating him into staying with their son but his grandfather shut that down immediately and the divorce was swift and easy for the blonde alpha. By chance (read: he essentially stalked the hospital) he ran into Izuku a few months after the confrontation. He wasn’t sure why he felt such a pull to the nurse, but just the short conversations they shared had him feeling like a child with a puppy dog crush. A few weeks of ‘random’ run-ins and he finally asked the nurse for dinner.

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Izuku couldn’t help but like the attention from the blonde alpha, however it also felt wrong. Izuku’s fingertips gently grazed the scar on his mating claim as he watched his four year old, Kumi, coloring. If he hadn’t given birth himself, he’d be convinced his mate had done so. Kumi had his sire’s dark brown hair and heliodor-colored eyes, he’s so much like Kai that sometimes it hurts. All he has of Izuku is a handful of freckles dusting his nose.

Izuku met Chisaki Kai at work which didn’t surprise anyone, the omega basically lived there. Kai was a pediatric oncologist and they met in the cafeteria — both reached for the same last packaged melon pan. After both tried to pull the ‘no you’, the doctor relented taking it, but when he passed Izuku’s table he slipped it on the nurse’s tray. That singular event triggered a whirlwind romance that resulted in a mating claim ten months later. If you ask anyone in the hospital, they couldn’t name a couple that seemed more perfect.

There was no denying that Kai only had eyes for Izuku, the alpha was absolutely whipped for the tiny omega. The doctor always wore a black face mask, but the smiles on his face when Izuku was around or even mentioned were obvious. He doted on the greenette, always making sure he didn’t work too hard, making sure he took breaks when he needed and somehow all the alpha’s breaks ended up with him on the maternity floor. Everyone thought the two couldn’t get anymore disgustingly in love with each other, but then Izuku found out he was expecting. If Kai was over the top before, he was five times that during the pregnancy.

He just happened to be on the maternity floor nearly every hour to make sure the omega wasn’t overdoing it and that he was drinking his water. If he couldn’t, he’d page one of the OB-GYN to check in with his mate. At home, the alpha wouldn’t let Izuku lift a finger, constantly doting on Izuku and the pup; he even tried to carry him to the bathroom though the greenette put his foot down and said no. Kai attended every appointment, fulfilled every craving and talked to the baby daily. Izuku struggled to believe he deserved such a great alpha, but Kai was there to kiss away each negative thought and reassure him every time he needed it. Kai cried the day Kumi was born, thanking Izuku repeatedly for giving him an amazing life, mate and pup.

Things were perfect.

Until they weren’t.

Shortly after Kumi’s first birthday, Kai lost a patient — a little girl named Eri and he took it harder than most cases. He told Izuku he just wanted to go out for a night drive, something he would do after a bad day, so he kissed his omega and pup goodnight saying he’d be home soon. Izuku got a call from the hospital three hours later, telling him there’d be an accident. Truck ran a red light and crashed into Kai’s car, there was nothing they could do. For weeks Kumi cried for his “dada” but Izuku couldn’t give him the one thing he wanted and if it wasn’t for his mother, he’d have fallen completely apart.

It took eight months before he could go back to the hospital, thankfully he was able to take extended leave to be with Kumi and properly grieve. He smiled and was there for his patients but he wasn’t the same, nobody expected him to be. The first anniversary of Kai’s passing the omega was inconsolable, sobbing so hard he threw up and he couldn’t even look at Kumi for two days. Izuku felt like maybe Kumi looking exactly like Kai was his punishment for taking an alpha like Kai and keeping him all for himself, he was just a male omega born to a single dam after all. Nothing special.

For his third birthday Kumi asked for a superhero party and Izuku assumed it was because the two often watched All Might’s Mighty Adventures. Then one night Kumi surprised him by saying he wanted the superhero decorations that looked like his daddy and the omega sobbed for hours after his pup went to bed. Kumi then became a wonderful reminder of Kai’s love and compassion and Izuku felt like things were really working out for him. Then a blonde alpha showed up and threw his world upside down.

Izuku couldn’t deny the way he felt about Katsuki or the pull he felt toward the alpha. He didn’t just have himself to think of, but Kumi and then there was everything that happened with the omega in the hospital. Then there was his mating claim scar; typically when bonds break the mark fades within a year, but he and Kai had constantly marked each other, practically engraving their love on the other’s skin. A doctor told Izuku that it was rare, but it could happen when a pair repeatedly bite over the claim and that some old stories say it’s a sign of an undying love. Izuku wasn’t so sure another alpha would be okay with that kind of reminded of a past mate.

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Three Years Later

Eijiro’s exhausted, long hours in an office building isn’t what the alpha thought his life would be. When his grandfather found out about Denki and Yuika, he saw a whole different side of the man — he slapped Eijiro across the face and screamed at him. He told him that he was no better than his mother, just another mistress whore and a worthless alpha. Kenji had hoped Eijiro wouldn’t disappoint him, it’s why despite his illigitmacy he wanted Ei to take on one of their companies. Instead he got demoted to being a basic paper pusher, further darkening the black smudge that he was on the family’s name.

Kenji met with Kazuki (Denki’s grandfather) and Mamoru (Katsuki’s grandfather) to hope to smooth things over and make sure further endeavors weren’t tainted. Kazuki apologized for his family’s behavior, he had been in the dark about the whole thing and was willing to accept whatever the others decided, even if it was severing business ties. Mamoru said he wanted a clean divorce for Katsuki, they wouldn’t slander the Kaminari name in the press saying it was all due to irreconcilable differences and wouldn’t speak on the matter. Despite the clear evidence the blonde alpha wasn’t the sire, they would do a DNA test just to cover all the bases and protect Katsuki and the pup.

Kenji said that Denki and Eijiro would mate, not just marry and that it was non-negotiable. He wouldn’t allow Eijiro to further ruin the Kirishima name or have Denki embarrass his grandson by going around saying whatever to whichever alpha would listen. Kazuki agreed, the bond would be more as a punishment than a reward for their behavior, the two wanted to be together so badly, they would now spend the rest of their lives together. Eijiro would still be allowed a job within the family company to support the omega and pup, but he wouldn’t be in the limelight or seen at any events. That also meant that Denki wouldn’t be seen out either, he would be allowed to visit the family compounds but nowhere else.

The red-headed alpha drags his feet to go home, nothing’s been the same since that day at the hospital. When Denki told him he was pregnant, he never said anything about her being his, so he distanced himself. He didn’t attend any parties or anything affiliated with the Bakugo family. He was already struggling to live with himself being no better than his own parents, but when Denki texted he needed help getting home with the pup he felt the urge to help. Eijiro knew the second he saw that little girl that she was his daughter and when Denki leaned against him, he saw a life he always wanted. Then the truth came out: the omega lied to him, repeatedly.

Katsuki wasn’t a monster at all. He wasn’t more focused on work, he returned home early every day. He wasn’t disgusted by Denki’s heat, he was respecting what the omega asked him. He never called their relationship transactional, he was head over heels in love with him. He never denied a mating claim, Denki’s parents were withholding it. Katsuki never had a mistress, he spent all his time working to provide for his family or doting on Denki. Eijiro didn’t recognize Denki after he untangled all the lies, he surely wasn’t the omega he fell in love with all those years ago. And now…now he’s stuck with him.

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Denki finally has everything he had wanted, mated to Eijiro and had his pup, but it’s nothing like he thought it would be. Eijiro doesn’t bother to look at him and if he has to, he just gets a neutral unreadable expression. The only time he sees pieces of the alpha he loves is when Yuika is around or involved, she gets all the love and attention Denki wanted from the alpha and he /hates/ her for it. Once they left the hospital, he refused to do anything with her, demanding a wet nurse, night nurse, nanny, any and everyone that worked with pups to be hired to handle her. When his parents got wind of this, they berated him and Kenji allowed for Eijiro to have leave to bond with the pup.

The omega tries to entice Eijiro, flaunting his pheromones especially pre-heat ones, but to no avail. At first, Eijiro simply ignored Denki, then he began leaving boxes of scent patches around before telling the blonde to spend his heat in a clinic if he needed to. That only further upset Denki who tried to lock himself in their room for attention but got nothing from the alpha. Instead Eijiro moved into one of the spare rooms and continued on with life.

Denki watches as Eijiro comes into their apartment, face unreadable until Yuika rushes to him and the alpha lights up. He rolls his eyes as she asks about his day, excitedly telling him about hers and how her nanny made her lunch just like he does. The omega watches as Eijiro relives the nanny as he takes over childcare for the evening — playing games with her, making her dinner, giving her a bath, reading her a book before tucking her in. Denki watches as Eijiro walks out of her room and back into the main area of the house, it’s as though he doesn’t exist as the alpha moves around him.

“So you’re just not gonna speak?” He spits at his /mate/.

“You’d just lie anyways.”

The omega pushes himself off the couch and slams the front door behind him. He doesn’t give a fuck anymore that he’s supposed to stay out of sight, not cause anymore issues, he cannot stand being trapped in that suffocating house anymore. He misses the way things were with Katsuki — how HE was always first to the blonde alpha, HE was the one that loved and HE was the one that got all the attention. HE deserves those things, to be the one doted on and cared for, HE did everything he was told to so why was he being punished?

He’s turning a corner, heading towards some cafe when he freezes, hearing that all familiar husky voice. Denki realizes how awful he looks: dark bags under his eyes, oily hair, he’s exhausted and simply looks a mess. At first glance he probably looks like a tired parent, but it’s due to being mated to an alpha that he doesn’t have a solid bond with. But maybe his looks won’t matter, Katsuki has loved him pretty much his whole life, so he’ll see through such a trivial thing. He looks at his reflection in a shop window, fiddling with his hair and smoothing his shirt. Denki feels something for the first time since he was forced to mate Eijiro and excitedly walks towards the blonde alpha.

The omega’s face completely drops when he takes in the sight of Katsuki with a pup much older than Yuika on his shoulders. What really sours his mood is seeing the alpha walking next to a basic looking pregnant omega. How could Katsuki just replace him like that? Sure he wanted out, yeah he wanted to be with Eijiro, but Katsuki never showed interest in anyone else. He had even told Denki that, that no other omega had or would ever catch his eye, so Katsuki is just a liar! Not to mention he clearly lost any standards by being with someone that was no more than damaged goods with a pup.

That could’ve been him. Instead he’s stuck with Eijiro and Yuika, two people that make his life miserable. Two people that have done nothing but ruin his life and take away everything that he worked for. He hates them. He hates them. He hates them. He sees Katsuki laughing at something the pup said, smiling lovingly at that whore of an omega and Denki feels sick.

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Katsuki never thought he’d fall in love with another omega. His whole life was Denki Denki Denki. Then he met Izuku. Waiting an appropriate time to approach the omega had been difficult because he was ready right then, that moment he left Denki, he was ready. But that wouldn’t be fair to Izuku especially since he knew the story, it would make the greenette feel like a rebound — he could not have that.

Izuku had been upfront and completely honest with Katsuki. On the first date he told the alpha that he had a late husband, a pup, and a mating scar. He told him that if any of that bothered Katsuki, there’d be no hard feelings between them. With such kindness in his eyes, he bluntly told Kats that he didn’t want to waste either one of their time. The blonde wanted to say he loved him right there in that moment, but he settled for simply nodding; his honesty was refreshing after everything.

It took six months for him to meet Kumi and despite not being a newborn, Kats was worried he’d reject his scent. To both his and Izuku’s surprise, within an hour of their first meeting Kumi blatantly told them the alpha’s scent was comforting. At first Katsuki was worried that with Kumi, he’d be living in Kai’s shadow — he never wanted to replace his sire, just be another alpha figure he could look up to. He just wanted to add to those the pup felt safe around. A year in, while he was tucking Kumi into bed, the pup looked up and said “did you know my Daddy was a superhero? Pretty cool huh?” Without skipping a beat, the alpha said that was amazing and retold a story Izuku told him, smiling as Kumi’s eyes sparkled.

Nearly two years into their relationship, Kumi called Kats ‘papa’ in passing; he never noticed the large loop he had thrown the couple into. Izuku immediately felt horrible, that he selfishly moved too fast and now his son was forgetting his sire; something that the omega swore he never would let happen. Katsuki panicked, worried he overstepped, worried he somehow messed up. Then the pup asked, “hey Papa, did Ma ever tell you about the time Daddy…”

Katsuki is nervous. Like to the point it feels like his stomach is turning inside out and he’s gonna puke. Technically he’s been in this exact position before, standing next to an omega giving birth, but this time it’s different. This time the love between them is mutual, everything he does is appreciated, and it’s so clear what was missing in his past relationship.

The nurses pass the tiny little pup back to Izuku who coos preciously before telling Kumi to look at his baby sibling. Kumi has a huge smile on his face, excited to finally meet them. Discreetly (read: not discreet at all) Katsuki sniffs himself, worried that the pup will reject his scent just like Yuika did. Izuku reassured him that won’t happen, never taking offense at the alpha’s worry, but he couldn’t help it. Time hasn’t fully healed that wound — he had even gone as far as having Izuku heavily scent him before they came to the hospital.

The tiny bundle is offered to Katsuki who gently takes them. His hands are sweaty as he pulls the swaddled pup into his chest, heart nearly beating out of his chest. He closes his eyes and waits. He waits for the babe to start screaming, to become uncomfortable and search for a different scent, just like Yuika had done. He braces himself, tears pooling in his eyes as any moment now the pup will wake unsettled.

That never comes.

When he opens his eyes, he sees a peacefully sleeping pup in his arms. No screaming. No fussing. No fear. Tempting fate, he pulls the baby up closer to his chest, letting out just a bit more of his pheromones knowing things will drastically change. They don’t. Instead the pup wiggles to get a bit more comfortable before relaxing into Katsuki’s hold and the alpha loses it. He starts crying, unable to stop the waterworks as Izuku tries to comfort him. Kumi very proudly states that he told his Papa he wouldn’t stink to the new baby and Mitsuki finds herself holding back laughs as she records the entire scene.

It took time, as with all things, but Katsuki’s heart completely healed — thanks to a wonderful green-haired nurse, of course.

#my hero academia #boko no hero academia #bakudeku #bakugo x midoriya #bakugo katsuki #midoriya izuku #kirishima eijirou #denki kaminari #chisaki kai #cw infidelity #cw cheating #omegaverse au #omegaverse #alpha katsuki #alpha kirishima #omega Kaminari #omega izuku

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hawnks · 5 months

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Those anxious cheetahs with the emotional support puppies….that’s pro-hero denki and you.

#it’s denki night #I’m forcing strei to talk abt alpha!denki like a child emperor

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mysicklove · 9 months

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You know what. Sub alpha Denki.

Denki moaned as you bounced on his cock arms tied legs tied. He needed more his rut was killing hi man’s he just wanted to flip you over and pound into you. But he was a good boy. He whimpered as his cock shot another load into you. You’re not stopping tear pool in his eyes as you milk him. His beautiful omega. His master

-Douma simp :3

i can get behind this. but also Denki would never ever in any world be an alpha. he's my little bitch boy. a beta at most. anyways I still like this

hes looks up at you, eyes glassy, and drool coating his mouth. he cant move, so all he can do is stare and plead with you to just go a little faster. ever instinct in his body is telling him to move, but he cant and it makes him so frustrated.

but of course its hit rut, so he is still cumming profusely, but you dont let up, and he's sort of glad about it. on one hand, it burns to horrible, but on the other, if you stopped moving he might as well go insane.

#thirsting hours #denki thirsts <3 #douma simp darling #ive seen multiple post with sub alphas #but idk i just love my little itty bitty omega boys the most

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friendly-reject · 1 year

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✼　 ҉ ✼ DORM SHENANIGANS ✼　 ҉ ✼

BNHA x Gn!reader

Warnings: Swearing, mild violence, mineta existing

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~Third POV~

It was the second week in the dorms, you had all settled in nicely, it was around 9am and everyone was awake, well except for you. You were passed out on your bedroom floor, seeing as you were up all night doing God knows what you were quite worn out so now you're just spread out on the black rug on your floor. Sleeping was ni- *BANG BANG BANG*, "WHAT THE FU-" You shot up instantly in a confused and agitated state, "OI DUMBASS GET UP, THOSE IDIOTS CAN'T COOK FOR SHIT AND I REFUSE TO TEACH THEIR USELESS ASSES" Bakugou screamed at you behind your door as you got up, flipped him off and got dressed.

Grabbing your phone and your Bluetooth headphones you pocketed both/ your phone and layed your headphones around the back of your neck. Exiting your dorm and closing the door as you rubbed the sleep from your eyes making your way to the kitchen area. "Alright, what'd you idiots need help with aga-" , you paused seeing the disaster the kitchen was in "Oh God what the hell, WHAT THE HELL IS THIS??" You panicked wondering how a group of UA students could mess up such an easy life skill, some mystery food was very much charcoal burnt, Midoriya was crying and Momo was clearly about to have a breakdown. " I just wanted our c-class to have a g-group breakfasSSSTT" She spoke to herself as she suddenly burst into tears. You ran upto her looking/up/down at her tearfilled eyes and awkwardly embraced her as chaos ran through the dorm, "Heyy, it's alright I have half decent cooking skills so I'm sure I'll be able to salvage whatever they were exactly aiming to make" You cringed as you spoke trying your best to not want to hurl than and there. "Alright, everyone OUT, I need this space for a whole hour and NO ONE interrupting me either please and thank you", You spoke clapping your hands and quickly got to work cleaning up before starting to cook.

Mesmerised by your efficiency in the kitchen Midoriya, Kirishima, Mineta and Hagakure stared at you with amazement and pure joy.

With such extreme focus you prepared a breakfast to feed your entire class and left-overs, of course you didn't need to but you wanted to. You enjoyed/didn't enjoy cooking but/so you were happy to help with breakfast/ you did enjoy making sure your class was taken care of so you cooked anyway. "Food's ready! Come eat!" You called out towards your dorm mates as they all started rushing in like a stampede. You had prepared a variety of foods, ranging from hardy brunch or light smooth sides. "OH WOW! THIS LOOKS DELICIOUS L/N" Hagakure says with joy as you laugh and scratch the back of your neck "Thank you and you all know I prefer my first name even if we all aren't extremely close?" You respond nonchalantlly, feeling uncomfortable with people calling you by your last name even if it was respectful. "Oh right! Thank you for the meal!" Everyone but Bakugou shouts and bows their heads as they all start plating their food. Grabbing your own plate you sit down at one of the far left tables. Sitting just across from bakugou he snarled at you "Oi Q/B/N (quirk based nickname) what the hell are you doing?", He glared at you with egg hanging from his chopsticks, "Chill out Bakugou, I'm still tired I don't feel like making conversations with the others" You called back at him, stuffing your face with rice. 4 other plates slam down next to both of you. Sero, Mina, Kirishima and Kaminari accompanied you all chatting and eating.

You spaced out with food still in your mouth, Bakugou nudged your shin with his foot, shaking your head you swallowed your food, "Hm?" You tilted your head at him as he nudged his head towards Mineta harassing Ojiro and Deku. You gripped your chopsticks "What does this grape fuck want with them?" You stood up and slammed down your chopsticks, walking towards them but being stopped by Bakugou with him putting a hand just infront of your stomach, you glared at him but he only stared at the three of them leaving you confused but a flow of admiration gushed against you when you saw Ojiro himself grab mineta and throw him against a wall, "You're really annoying mineta, but atleast I was gentle" He said sitting back down and continuing his meal. You clapped your hands and sat back down also to continue eating, "Ya know, some of these idiots aren't that bad, but that doesn't mean I like anyone here!" Bakugou chirped at you while you chuckled in response "Yea yea, I know, so how's the food?" You asked sparking conversation, "It's decent, a little light in my opinion, besides I like spicy food alot more than regular food." He responded, you nodded understanding his point of view "Oi, are you doing anything today Q/B/N? God knows these extras are more mindless than sheep" He questioned you, you and Kirishima definitely got along with Bakugou more than the rest of the class did with him. "Yea, I'm picking up my costume from Power Loader and Hatsume, got it fixed and added some simple support items nothing big but still took longer than normal adjustments" You explained as he took in the information "I'm coming with you extra" He spat at you,"I- You're what? Why?" You retorted in confusion, "BECAUSE I SAID SO NERD!" He shot up and yelled,picked up his finished plate to go wash it and went to get ready. "Damn Bakuhoe what's your deal" You whispered as you also went to clean your dishes. Mina and Kaminari started crying laughing once they heard your comeback "God Y/N that name was ge-", as you put your plate in the sink you noticed something, "WHO IN GODS NAME BURNT THE PAN THIS BADLY?!?" Your voice rang in everyone's ears. "Oh shit" Kaminari sweat dropped "I'm screwed" He squeaked out as he ran for his dorm. "Y/N NO" the class shouted, "GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE, I BOUGHT THAT PAN" You ran after him.

Ah yes, another day in the 1A dorms.

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Hope you enjoyed :]]

#bnha x gn!reader #bnha x reader incorrect quotes #bnha x gn! reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #ojiro x reader #mina x reader #momo x reader #bnha x dom!reader #deku x gn!reader #oneshot x bnha #alpha reader #sero x you #denki kaminari #jirou x reader #shinsou x reader #mha x reader #my hero academia

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fuckmekat · 10 months

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cute shinkami omegaverse from my friend tempi

omega denki and sad alpha shinsou babies

#my art #shinkami #shinsou x kaminari #omegaverse #omega denki #alpha shinsou

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queentheweeb · 1 year

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Alpha Denki Kaminari X Omega Mezo Shoji

Shoji wasn't sure if his pack mates were that oblivious or if they just didn't care about how much pain the blonde Alpha was in whenever he overused his quirk. They were in the middle of their second year at U.A and yes everyone has improved and gotten better but, mistakes happen. Shouji always notices when the blonde would overuse his quirk he would be in pain even if he is not telling anyone or he simply does a thumbs up. He doesn't like everyone just ignores his pain including himself. His crush on the blonde Alpha wouldn't just let him stay on the sidelines and watch him suffer. The first time he approached the blonde when he short-circuited, his friends left him to be but, the pulling and nagging at his gut wouldn't allow him to do that.

"Kaminari-Kun? Can you hear me?" He only got the thumbs up and wee sound making him cringe. He ran a hand through the blonde's hair, trying not to flinch. His eyes were moving back and forth rapidly but weren't cloudy. Could he hear him? Were his ears stuffed like cotton? "If you can understand me, I will take you to the dorms. Or recovery girl?" He wanted to try and communicate and it seems it worked because Denki dropped one thumb and stretched out all his fingers on his right hand. As gently as he can he grabbed the boy's hand and, they slowly walked back to the dorms, both boys ignoring the few who stared at them. His priority was making sure that Kaminari was going to be okay. His omega preened at taking care of their Alpha. He wished it would shut up at times.

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Ever since he decided to take care of Kaminari he found himself gravitating toward him all the time and watching him all the time. He knew he had it bad for the blondie and he knew that both his friends and Kaminari's friends knew about his crush but, the only one who seemed to not know was Kaminari himself. Which he was fine with because he was not reading to indulge in his feelings toward the Alpha. Not yet.

"What are we going to do with you Shouji-Kun?" He had an uncharacteristic urge to hide in his arms but, he fought the urge so he can look over at Ochako who was smiling gently at him. She is a beta who knew about his dilemma and wanted to help him but, only when he was truly ready.

"I don't know! He's just so cute and I probably should do something about it before he gets swept up but, I can't. I am not ready because I don't want to ruin our friendship. His friendship is so much more important to me than losing him over my romantic feelings." This was him panicking and he normally was good at keeping his scent in since he didn't bother wearing scent patches in the dorm but, his panic leaked out subtly. He was quickly soothed by Jiro who fitted herself into his lap and arms and calmed him down with her own blueberry omegan scent. He never expected blueberries from her but, it matched.

"Don't worry so much, we can worry about those finicky feelings later yeah? Let's listen to some music." She pulled out headphones giving him one and putting the other in her own ear as she showed her screen the two of them choosing an album to listen to. He felt better already and unbeknownst to him, he was already being watched by said Alpha he was head over heels for.

"He is not going anywhere love. Jiro got him on lockdown." He jumped turning to smile sheepishly at Mina who was smirking. He could hide nothing from her and it wasn't like he was trying to anyway. His whole squad knew how he felt about Mezo but, he was too nervous to tell Mezo how he feels because he didn't want to ruin their friendship. He loves Mezo too much to lose him over something as major as feelings.

"I know, I know I just...love to watch him. He is so pretty even if others don't think so he's perfect in my eyes. He deserves the world and only the best. I want to do that for him, I want us to grow, learn and be heroes together and get married-Oh my God, I am so fucked in a good way." Denki slammed his head on the table and out of the corner of his eye he saw Mezo look his way before turning back to Jiro who patted him to get his attention. What was he going to do? He ignored the way Mina and Sero cackled at him

"I think it's manly dude that you think so highly of him! He is amazing and you guys would look so good together." Kirishima was trying to be supportive even though he found it endearing how the two of them danced around each other. It was so obvious that they loved each other but, everyone seemed to notice but the two of them! "Even though I am thinking of locking the two of you in a closet to figure out your feelings for each other." Denki shot straight up ready to throw hands with Kirishima who hardened and caught the giggles.

"I will do that the day you and Izuku stop dancing around each other!" Eijiro shut up turning as red as his hair earning cackles from the rest of the squad including Kaminari. At least it took away from how fast his heart was beating out of his chest.

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"Okay Mezo, today is the day!" He was giving himself a pep talk in the mirror with a box of chocolate. Today was the white day and he was prepping himself to give the chocolate and a bear with his scent to Denki. He had received chocolate a month ago on Valentine's day and it took him about a week and a half to figure out it was in fact Denki and he was ecstatic. That meant that Denki liked him back right? That meant his pining was no longer going to be pining. Was Denki just being nice? He doubts it because everyone else who got chocolate didn't mention Denki besides his pack and when he subtly compared their chocolate to his, his was very intricate and had pretty details. Yes, he took several pictures sending them to his parents before enjoying the chocolate. It looked hand-made, down to the box and bow tie. He had kept the box and bow tie the chocolate came with because it was too cute to part with yet. He threw away the mold the chocolates were in though.

"I pray he liked them, please God I hope he reciprocates. I hope he realized I made his chocolates special." Mezo had paused in his self-pep talk to listen to the voice outside his door. He recognized it as Denki's and he sounded mildly panicked. He listened to his ramblings some more. "I made the chocolate hand-made for him and everything has been fine! I want to get chocolates from him so I can just pour out my feelings. I need to tell Mezo how I feel already! I love him so much it hurts." Mezo almost dropped his chocolate in his hurry to open the door. He didn't have a mask but, fuck it that wasn't important right now.

"I knew it was you who gave me the chocolate and I made you some to show you that I really really like you a whole lot," Mezo said it all in one breath to the stock still Denki who looked at him with wide eyes. "These chocolates I made for you." Mezo handed him the chocolate watching as he slowly took it and inspected the box. It seemed he was taking everything in as he looked between the chocolate and him and back to the chocolate. Mezo was nervous and wanted to say more but, he was choked up a bit. What he wasn't expecting was for Denki to launch himself at him and, thankfully he was strong enough not to fall back with the force. What did make him melt was the way Denki was purring and letting out his citrus, lemon scent. Mezo loved it so much and found himself purring back in return holding Denki gently but, firmly.

"I love you, Mezo. You don't have to say it back, the fact that you even like me that way is enough! I'll wait for you to fall in love with me I won't go anywhere. I promise. Just promise me that you'll let me be your Alpha and you'll be my Omega. Please." Denki had buried his face in his neck taking in deep whiffs of his scent. He loved how much Denki seemed to love him. He was excited.

"I can't wait to fall in love with you, my Alpha." He thanked every deity that the two of them were alone on the floor so they can enjoy their moment together in peace.

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I found this to be so cute.

#anime #fanfic #manga #bnha #mha #fanfiction #quotev #quirks #fluff #x reader #Omega mezo shoji #alpha denki #Alpha Denki kaminari #Denki X Shoji #Denki Kaminari x Mezo shoji #romance #a/b/o au #a/b/o dynamics

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animeomegas · 2 years

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Omega!Denki - Back of the neck

(This is a birthday gift!!! For the wonderful, amazing, ridiculously talented @omeganronpa!!!! Because birthdays! and celebrations! and yay!!! I hope you enjoy it 🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤💖💗💓💞💕💟💝💘)

Summary: Denki knew he was smitten with this alpha from class 3B... but did they seriously put him into subspace just by putting their hand at the back of his neck??? Fuck, he had it bad.

Warnings: This is non-sexual subspace. Denki does take his shirt off at one point but alpha reader averts their eyes because they are a Respectful Alpha™ thank you very much 😤 Mineta is also a jealous bitch in this.

It was Denki’s favourite night of the week: Friday night. There was no need to do homework, no late training exercises, and best of all, Bakusquad movie night!

Snacks, films and friends, was there a better combination?

“So,” Kirishima said, wiggling his eyebrows as Sero tried to locate the remote to put on the film. “Are you and that alpha from 3B official yet?”

Denki pouted at the question as he hugged a pillow to his chest.

“No, not yet… I totally thought they would make it official when they took me out to that café last week, but they didn’t…”

“Aww, it will happen, Denks, don’t worry!” Mina cooed, ruffling his hair. “Take it from another alpha, they’re so obviously head over heels for you!”

At that moment, Sero successfully located the remote behind one of the curtains with a triumphant noise.

“Found it!” he held up the remote in triumph and returned to the couches and plopped himself down. “But hey, if you’re so worried about it, why not ask them to join next week’s movie night? You can offer to walk them back to their dorm and confess on the doorstep all romantic and stuff. Alphas don’t have to make the first move anymore, dude.”

Denki turned the idea over in his mind for a moment. He was nervous to reveal his feelings so candidly, but maybe his friends were right.

“Yeah… okay, good idea, Sero, I’ll do that if you guys don’t mind an extra person next week?”

“Whatever, as long as they don’t talk over the film like some people. Now, are we going to watch this movie or what?”

“Sure!” Denki grinned, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. “Sorry Bakugou, didn’t mean to side-track everyone. Press play!”

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“Are you sure your friends don’t mind me crashing movie night? I know it’s your thing.”

Denki hummed without registering your words, focusing instead on the feeling of your hand on his lower back.

“Denki? Earth to Denki?”

Denki startled, stopping in his tracks and looking at you with wide eyes.

“Sorry, what did you say?”

You stopped walking with him, both of you now standing a couple of metres from the 3A dorm entrance.

“Are you okay?” you asked softly, rubbing his arms with your hands. “You’ve been really out of it today.”

“Sorry,” he apologised, rubbing tiredly at his face. “I didn’t sleep well at all last night, just couldn’t get my brain to shut up and then I got the shit kicked out of me by Midoriya during a spar today. He didn’t mean to hurt me, but I swear that guy forgets that he’s fucking jacked sometimes.”

You laughed lightly and Denki’s stomach flipped.

“I’m sure if you decided to take a little nap during the film, no one would mind.”

“No!” Denki protested. “Film night is sacred! I won’t betray the film night ritual like that!”

You laughed again, this time grabbing his hand in yours and giving it a little squeeze.

“Well, if film night’s so sacred, we should get a move on because we’re already late,” you grinned at him in a way that made Denki’s legs feel weak. Every time you gave him special attention or affection, he just wanted to fall into your arms and let you spoil him until he couldn’t take it anymore.

You metaphorically tugged him out of those thoughts as you physically tugged him towards the door, allowing him to open it and let you both into the common area where his friends were lounging on the sofas while a couple of his other classmates pottered around in the kitchen.

“Finally!” Mina cheered, throwing her arms up in the air. “You guys are here!”

“Took you long enough,” Sero teased. “Did Denki get lost trying to find the 3B dorms again?”

Denki knew the teasing was only that, teasing, but his stupid, tired brain decided to let the comment sting against his will. He really wasn’t in the mood to hear about his incompetence in front of the alpha he was trying so hard to impress.

“Hey, it wasn’t his fault it was mine,” you said easily, slipping a hand to the back of his neck to squeeze it comfortingly. “He was on time, but I couldn’t find my jacket, sorry everyone!”

Denki only heard the start of your deflection because his entire brain was desperately focused on trying not to melt at the grip you had on the back of his neck. His brain felt like it was slowly emptying and then filling back up with fuzz. You had him by the neck and it felt so lovely after the stress of the day.

“Bro, you okay over there?” Kirishima asked, jolting Denki back to reality.

Denki swallowed heavily, trying to remove the cotton feeling from his mouth.

“Uh, yeah, I’m fine,” he managed to force out, automatically leaning towards you, comforted by the way you immediately wrapped an arm around him.

“Then let’s get this party started! I picked this week’s film,” Mina said, grabbing the remote off the coffee table and twirling it in her hand.

“Fucking help us all,” Bakugou muttered, taking a swig of his drink.

Mina made an offended noise and, without hesitation, threw a cushion at him, sticking out her tongue the whole while.

Bakugou let out a growl, just managing to catch the cushion. Denki knew he was just joking around, Bakugou was always like that. So why was his heart rate spiking? What was wrong with him today?

“Hey, let’s sit down, come on,” you whispered in his ear, leaving a trail of goosebumps in your wake. Denki allowed you to lead him to the sofa without a second thought.

“Okay! I’m pressing play now and if you can’t hear the film because you’re arguing, then that’s your problem!” Sero announced loudly, making significant eye contact with Mina and Bakugou, who reluctantly stopped bickering as the opening credits started to play.

Not that Denki really noticed them. Try as he might, he couldn’t convince himself to focus on the film when you were sitting right next to him. All it took was one moment of weakness and he was crawling onto his maybe-sort-of-hopefully alpha’s lap and burying his face in your chest.

He just… needed it. Every part of him was just itching to be close to you, to be surrounded with your scent.

Sure enough, he quickly relaxed, heart rate dropping as everything felt better all at once.

The way you wrapped one arm around him and used the other to stroke his hair pulled a tremendous purr from him, loud enough that his friends even turned to look at him, but none of them commented on what they saw.

Denki didn’t care who was watching though; your heartbeat was so nice to listen to. It was so steady and comforting. He let his mind float as he listened.

This was nice. He liked this. You were so amazing, such a perfect alpha. And he hoped more than anything that you would reciprocate his confession after the film. The reminder of his later plans sent a spike of anxiety through him, but you scratched the back of his neck and suddenly all the anxiety was gone.

He’d be okay.

You were here and that meant everything was going to be okay.

The film was nothing more than background noise at this point and Denki couldn’t have told you how far into the film you were because he’d completely lost his sense of time while he laid there dozing in your lap.

Until a new voice forced him up.

“Ugh, you guys are gross,” it was Mineta, who had come out of the kitchen with a pot noodle in hand and was now staring at you and Denki. “I’m sick of seeing you all over each other around school and now you’re bring it to our dorm? Gross, I hope you cheat on each other.”

Denki had heard Mineta say many things that were so much worse than that, but for some reason, he could feel his chest hurt as he registered the words. The pleasant floating was ripped away from him in an instant and all that remained was panic that this special alpha was going to leave him for someone else.

Tears bubbled over before he could stop them, a small sob soon following.

Everyone froze, even Mineta looked taken aback and a little nervous at his response. It was clear that he hadn’t expected Denki to cry.

“It was just a joke, why are you-“

You snarled at Mineta before he could finish, pulling Denki to your chest protectively and holding him tightly.

Mineta squeaked like the coward he was and scurried away as Bakugou shouted something Denki couldn’t quite make out.

But even though the perpetrator had fled, Denki couldn’t stop the tears or his instinct to curl himself into you as much as possible.

“Alpha, please don’t leave me,” he whimpered, uncaring about how pathetic the request must have sounded to you and his friends. He would say whatever and do whatever if it meant he could keep you. He needed you. He couldn’t remember how he had survived before you ‘d come into his life now.

“Shh, it’s alright omega, you’ve been having a tough day, huh?” you made a soothing grumbling noise that lined your words. “Why don’t I take you to your room for an early night? You’ll have to direct me, but I know you can do it.”

Denki nodded and you picked him up in one clean motion. He was perfectly content to leave movie night behind and navigate to his room from the comfort and protection of your arms.

Vaguely he heard Bakugou growl out some warning about you not touching him while he was upset, but Denki didn’t know what Bakugou was talking about because he loved it when you touched him; it made him feel safe.

Thankfully, Denki managed to remember the way to his dorm room, something you praised him for, giving him a little kiss when he managed to fish out his key. Slowly but surely, Denki could feel himself losing the panic and returning to that glorious floaty space once more. He liked it when you praised him. He liked it a lot.

“Are we like, together-together?” Denki mumbled into your chest suddenly as you walked into his room.

“Do you want us to be?” you asked in return, putting him on his bed. Denki screwed up his face in disapproval at your unhelpful answer. But floaty Denki had no qualms about answering honestly.

“Yes. Obviously.”

You chuckled, grabbing him some pyjamas from his dresser.

“Then we are. Simple as that.”

“But what exactly are we?” Denki asked again, stressing the words. “Are we… courting or, or, or intended mates? Or something else altogether?”

“How about we talk about this tomorrow?” you said, bringing him the pyjamas. “Right now, you need to go and get changed.”

Denki blinked at the order before immediately pulling his shirt off and throwing it vaguely in the direction of his laundry basket.

You sputtered and blushed, turning around to face the wall, muttering ‘or change here, that’s fine too.’

It took a little longer than normal for Denki to get himself changed and tucked up in bed, but you didn’t seem to mind. He loved that about you; you were so patient, not like everyone else.

“Will you stay with me?” he mumbled into his pillow, holding out a hand that you accepted, crouching down by the head of his bed.

“I’ll stay until you fall asleep and then I’ll come and cook you breakfast tomorrow morning, how’s that sound?”

“Hmm, okay,” Denki agreed, sighing sadly. “Next time you have to stay all night though.”

“Okay baby, if that’s what you want.”

Denki purred happily at the nickname and you chuckled at him. But it wasn’t a mean chuckle. You never laughed at him to be mean.

The last thing he remembered was watching and feeling you stroke his hand as he dozed off and then… nothing.

Until he woke the next morning, much earlier than normal due to his shockingly early night and prompt groaned into his pillow.

What the fuck had happened last night?

Denki felt like his face was burning at a thousand degrees as he recalled how he’d acted last night.

Was he like, the most submissive omega in the world? Seriously, a little sleep deprivation and a hand to the back of the neck and suddenly he’s clawing at an alpha like an omega written by a porn director…

His friends were never going to let him live that down.

“Fuck.”

#denki x reader #reader insert #bnha #mha #denki #denki kaminari #reader insert #gn reader #gender neutral reader #alpha!reader #omega!denki #omega!kaminari #alpha x omega #omegaverse #a/b/o

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guardian-of-da-gay · 2 years

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“C’mon Ei, it’s your turn...”

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Virgin's First Popped Knot Part 1

Shinsou goes to Aizawa to learn how mating really works. Aizawa and Hizashi give him a live demonstration. Hitoshi however hasn't ever had a knot and he hasn't ever popped a knot before and this is his first time with a heating omega. Thankfully Shota and 'Zashi are very good teachers. (No student x teacher. No underaged.)

“See if you sit back on your own heels, you can feel the either dense wall that seals off the channel or the rim of the channel if they’re in full fertile heat or the soft thin wall of they’re in infertile heat. Right now since Hizashi’s not nearing a heat, his wall is thick and dense. It does still feel nice, doesn’t it?” Aizawa explained to the young hero as he shifted his weight onto his butt which rested on his heels. He looked down at his husband who looked rather bored.

Hizashi smiled and nodded.

“Yep. Feels like when you get your feet rubbed.” Hizashi said and Shinsou looked confused.

All of it was so confusing

He’d come to Aizawa, his hero course teacher and idol, for advice about how to knot. However Aizawa tried to explain to him but he’d called Hizashi and they decided to give him an in person demonstration. It wasn’t uncommon to ask your ‘guide’ to physically show you how to knot or handle a heat. Most of the teachers were licensed guides for young adults or adolescents. However Hitoshi wasn’t confident or brave enough to ask anyone else for help.

Now here he was, sitting in Hizashi’s radio chair that they rolled over to the bed, paying attention closely as his teacher talked like he wasn’t balls deep in another guy.

“Does it not- um does it not like feel like good? Like um arousing?” Shinsou asked. He’d gotten over being embarrassed when Aizawa had told him about Omega pre-heat purges and binges. (Omegas basically ‘clearing their systems’ and then eating all heat.) He’d tried to ask any questions that had come to mind.

“Not really. Now there’s a spot a little- oof! Yeah there! A little closer to the entrance that feels really good!” Hizashi said and smiled a little breathlessly. As Aizawa pulled his hips back, dragging his cock along Hizashi's prostate.

“Everyone has that though. It’s called your prostate and yes even alphas have them. They’re similar to a female g-spot. It doesn’t take much to hit it either. On either side of it are the slick glands so if your partner isn’t slicking without a little encouragement, it’s easy to stimulate with your fingers, or gently with just the tip of your penis. Usually if you want to tell them where it is, it’s half way up their cock, and the size of their thumb.” Aizawa explained and then showed Shinsou. Aizawa reached up and took both of his thumbs and placed them on either side of Hizashi's small cock, right in the middle.

Shinsou nodded, that was something he’d never heard about. He thought it’d be much… bigger. He’d watched a lot of porn and it always seemed like something that should be a large target of a sort.

“See even out of heat a bit of stimulus and they give. I’ll bring you some wipes when we’re done, sorry honey.” Aizawa said as he reached down and gathered some slick that was starting to bead around his cock. He wiped his fingers, once showing Shinsou, onto his discarded underwear.

“It’s fine. No harm no foul.” Hizashi mumbled as Shinsou intently watched his hole. He noticed that Aizawa’s cock was at a rather extreme angle, pointing up into Mister Yamada s hole and not…. Straight. Not just in.

“But what if it’s too much pressure there? Like if you, hypothetically, have a kinda thin… skinny partner. Wouldn’t it hurt their stomachs?” Shinsou asked. He knows his cock is big. Big for a seventeen year old. And well… if he was gonna share a bed with Denki… he didn’t want to hurt his hopefully to be mate. Even through the muscles of Mister Yamada’s stomach there was a bit of a bump.

“Well I wouldn’t know. You know everything you say to us right now we will not hold against you or anyone else you mention.” Aizawa said when he saw the panic on Shinsou's face. Shinsou breathed deeply for a second and thought it over. It’s best to get all questions answered properly.

“Um… it’s Denki Kaminari… we’ve been dating since I got to the hero course. We won’t do it in the dorms! We got a place at a hotel… um but I don’t wanna hurt him by doing.. that .” Shinsou said and pointed to where Hizashi was laying on his back with his hips pulled up to sit on Aizawa's. It was an odd position but he’d seen it in porn and he knows it’s common.

“Oh yes, young Denki is quite thin. Perhaps not this position then. Hizashi can you just present for me please?” Aizawa said after thinking of it. The young blonde was NOT a person he thought the lavender headed boy fancied. But he understood, loud blondes are a type.

Hizashi pulled at where Aizawa was grasping his thigh and pulled.

“Yeah yeah, lemme have my legs.” He said as Aizawa pulled himself out of Hizashi's wet hole. Shinsou thought that Mister Yamada would be a good guide for Denki. Someone who was thin and had lots of experience.

Hizashi rolled to his stomach and then got on his hands and knees on their bed. His back was straight for a moment before Aizawa rubbed his calf. Then his back dipped and arched.

‘ Wow… real presenting. I wonder how long they’ve done this…’ Shinsou thought as he looked at how relaxed and calm they both were. They must have been guides for years now.

“This is usually what comes most naturally but if not it’s easy to manipulate. Hands and knees at first. It’s easiest to perform any foreplay and to stimulate the slick glands here. They can either be up on their hands, like this, or down on their elbows.” Aizawa explained as Hizashi dropped down so he was down on his elbows, arms crossed in front of him. “Thank you Hizashi. When the actual coupling begins, you should be up either on your knees, some prefer to stand if they’re quite a bit shorter than their partner, see how I’m not quite even?” Aizawa said as Hizashi yawned and rolled one of his ankles, relaxing deeper into the position. Aizawa moved to stand up on his knees and scoot to be in between Hizashi’s spread legs. Aizawa had shorter legs than the blonde so the omega’s hole was higher than his cock.

“Ye-yessir” Shinsou said . This was the position he’d seen the most. A breeding stance. If you wanted babies you did this. This was a baby making pose. He felt dirty being there while they were in this position. He almost laughed at himself because of the thought because it was so… childish to think like that. Everyone who got heat or rut was shown this pose and the meaning of mating and he was blushing like a cherry just seeing it.

“Easily fixed. Simply spread their knees out a bit more and that brings their bottom lower. If they get a bit uncomfortable because of how they’re spread, offer a pillow to support. Or two.” Aizawa explained and pushed Hizashi's knees with his hands so the other man’s ass was a bit lower than his cock. He then pulled two pillows from the head of the bed to put under the omegas stomach and hips.

Hizashi let the cushions at his weight.

“Thank you.” Hizashi mumbled and laid his head on his arms. It was nice laying here after a long hard day at work. His mate smelled nice and happy, his nest was clean, and he had just eaten dinner and showered. His alpha took such good care of him. Hizashi knew that young Hitoshi was a calmer, more timid young man so it was all the better if he himself stayed nice and calm. Lucky enough that was easy for Hizashi right then.

“It’s your duty to make sure they’re comfortable and that they also enjoy it. That’s why it’s so important to make sure they’re slicking properly. If you feel them tensing or their slick glands start throbbing, immediately stop and ask if anything’s wrong. Slick glands are usually extremely sensitive during heat. Most people will freely slick during heat but if they grow sore from nervousness during sex they can tear and that is… horrible. You never want to tear a slick gland.” Aizawa explained and pushed himself back into Hizashi's wet hole, all the way over his knot. Aizawa rubbed at Hizashi's hip for a moment while speaking.

“Okay, um… Mister Aizawa?” Shinsou asked, amazed at the way Mister Yamada stretched so easily over Mister Aizawa's… huge knot.

“Yes Hitoshi? You can just ask.” Aizawa said in a more teacherly nice voice. He was trying to make it easy for young Hitoshi to just ask any questions. He’d been a guide for a dozen years, and in his opinion Shinsou was doing very well.

“Um… I’ve never um I’ve never popped a knot before .” Shinsou whispered and leaned forward and looked at Aizawa's eyes. Hizashi almost awed, boy’s usually popped their first knot during eighth, ninth grade. Not their fourth year of highschool. Shinsou’s anxiety probably delayed him.

“Who’s going to be your guide if you’re at a hotel? One of the graduated students? Denki’s mother?” Aizawa questioned. A first coupling and a first knot? No wonder Shinsou needed to ask for help. Usually an older friend or mother of the omega would be their guide.

Shinsou looked down nervously, picking at his hands.

“we don’t have a guide.” He mumbled. They knew they needed one but Denki's mom was busy and they didn’t know any upperclassman or graduates that liked them or that they trusted.

“Hitoshi, you should know better. We’re both licensed but we understand if you’d-“ Aizawa scolded but was cut off by the young hero.

“Will Mister Yamada talk to Denki cause he’s really nervous too but he wouldn’t come ask for you to show him how to do this.” Shinsou said quickly while looking down at where his teachers were still connected. It was strange being scolded by a man who was linked to his mate.

“Yeah. Yeah we’ll be your guides. It’s a great idea to have both an alpha and omega guide if it’s your first knot. Give us a date, we'll have everything ready.” Aizawa said after Hizashi nodded tiredly.

“Yeah, I’ll help Young Kaminari. Now I am beat, so go talk alpha shit in the living room.” Hizashi said and kicked Aizawa in the butt.

#egg_company #fanfic #fanfiction #alpha/beta/omega au #mha aizawa #shoto aizawa #aizawa shouta #hizashi yamada #yamada hizashi #denki kaminari #denki x shinsou #shinsou hitoshi #hitoshi shinsou #mha denki #omega denki #alpha hitoshi #smut tag #omegaverse fic #omegaverse

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Alphas and Betas Keeping Omegas Safe CH. 4

MHA- Dekubowl (Deku x everyone (but really just Deku x Class 1a minus Mineta cause he got expelled or something idk fuck him)) | SFW Omegaverse

Summary: Izuku Midoriya, one of the few omegas to ever make it into the hero course, has seen his fair share of sexism. He did grow up quirkless AND omega, after all. One day while out and about, he has a run in with some organization... ABKOS. They talk big about wanting to keep omegas safe, but what does that really mean? | LINK TO THIS ON AO3 (incaseideletethisoffmytumblroneday)

SFW Angst/Fluff

inspiration: https://archiveofourown.org/series/1539151 // https://archiveofourown.org/series/1701352

Warnings: kidnapping, sexism, implied terrorism, hate group, bigotry, hospitalization, torture?? kinda??,

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The 5 arrived on campus and quickly made their way to Heights Alliance where the rest of the pack was waiting.

As they approached the door, Aizawa stood in front and held out an arm. "I'll go in first to make sure they don't crowd. I'm expecting you all to behave and put Midoriya's needs first."

"Of course we will!" Uraraka exclaimed.

Aizawa nodded and entered the doors.

There was a wait, maybe 5 minutes, before he opened the door open and motioned them all inside.

Bakugou entered, cradling Deku close to his chest, ready to protect him from anyone who might try to take him. He knew they were packmates, but nothing would separate him from his dropped omega if they knew what was good for them.

Gasps and murmurs erupted through the pack at the sight of him.

"Oh, Izuku."

"Aw, poor Deku."

"Jeez, little guy looks rough."

"I've explained what happened and what he needs. Pass around the discharge instructions so everyone can read it." Aizawa explained and then began to leave. "If anything happens, call security immediately." And with that, he was gone.

In front of the tv was a massive nest of clothing, blankets, pillows, you name it. That, combined with the couch, gave everyone a place to be so they could surround Izuku with pack scent and comfort.

"We've provided an assortment of fluids and non-perishable foods for him. I've also taken the liberty of acquiring some pajamas for Izuku to change into." Momo smiled and held out a set of yellow and green pajamas she most likely made herself. Uraraka handed her packet of discharge instructions to Momo who took it and nodded in appreciation.

"Katsuki. Would you rather change him or cook for him?" Iida asked.

Bakugou rolled his eyes. To be honest, he'd like to be the one to do both, but the sooner he gets dinner started, then the sooner his omega can eat.

"Kirishima. You change him. I'll get into sleepwear and then get some katsudon started."

Kirishima smiled and approached. He held out his arms for Midoriya. Bakugou's face soured, knowing he'd have to give up hold of his omega for a while. He relented, though, and placed Midoriya into Kirishima's arms.

"That's so manly of you to let us help, Bakubro." Kirishima grinned fully and left with Midoriya for the bathroom with the pajamas tossed over his shoulder.

Bakugou grunted and headed to his room for a quick change, followed by the other two packmates from the mission, Uraraka and Kaminari. Sweaty wasn’t exactly optimal for cooking or comforting their omega.

They returned rather shortly, eager to be there when Izuku was ready. Bakugou beelined for the kitchen while Kaminari and Uraraka joined the others.

"So... Mr. Aizawa said that he was kidnapped and was forced to wear shock cuffs and a collar, but... why?" Mina was looking over the counter at Bakugou.

"Doesn't matter now." Bakugou snapped as he began preparing food. To be honest, that was a lie. He just didn't want to talk about it.

Kaminari, though, did.

"It was some group called ABKOS. I think they're a terrorist group or something?"

"Abkos... that name sounds familiar." Iida commented.

"I'll look it up." Jirou said. She pulled out her phone and typed it in. She was quiet for a moment, her eyes scanning whatever she had found. Her expression slowly turns from disgust, to anger, to horror.

"What? Kyouka, you okay?" Kaminari asked.

"Holy shit."

A few people look alarmed at this.

"What? They're terrorists?"

"They're like... some real organization with sponsors and stuff, but... god, this is all super sexist stuff. Stuff like omegas should just stay at home and raise pups and they're naturally frail."

"Gross! How does anyone support that?" Mina exclaimed.

"Also says... they designed shock collars and bracelets to 'guide your omega into a better headspace'. And they give a 'small harmless shock'."

"Harmless shock!?" Mina practically screamed.

"How is this organization not illegal?" Hagakure shouts.

"They're advertising these collars like helpful tools? They're practically weapons!" Sero said, his volume rising to match his fellow packmates'.

"These articles... 'All Omegas Deserve A Collar', 'Keep Omegas Out Of Stressful Professions', 'Omega Advocacy'..." Jirou listed. She felt like she was going to throw up.

"Let's cease our investigation of ABKOS for now." Iida interrupted. "Izuku is in a drop and our scents should not be tainted with anger or fear. We need to stay calm and collected so we may help him. We will report what we have found to Mr. Aizawa tomorrow while Izuku is being healed."

The pack, previously building on fury and terror, reluctantly agreed and began to calm.

"We should put a show or movie on we know Izuku enjoys." Iida walked to the TV to grab the remote and scroll through their various streaming service subscriptions.

"He loves Hero documentaries. We should put on one of those." Asui said.

"Indeed. A good idea, Tsu."

"Isn't there an old All Might documentary he likes? Something about his time in America?" Satou questioned.

"Yeah, I think it's something like 'All Might Conquers The American Dream?'" Ojiro suggested.

While some of the pack tried to pick out the right thing to watch, Kirishima came in with Izuku cuddled into his chest. "Sorry it took a while. He needed a quick shower so I helped him out with that, but I think Midobro's getting more aware." He spoke softly yet half the pack whipped their heads up and were there in an instant, though they kept a bit of distance so as not to crowd.

"Izuku, you there, buddy?" Kirishima asked softly.

Izuku whined and buried his face into Kirishima's neck to sniff his scent glands. "Kiri..."

Kirishima's inner alpha swelled with pride. "Yeah, buddy, it's me."

"Oh, I wish we could scent him so bad!" Mina whined.

"See how he responds to touching his hands. Be gentle, though." Kirishima said.

Mina, and Koda carefully took his hands to pet, squeeze, and rub them.

And Izuku purred. He purred!

The pack all gasped in delight that their omega was feeling well and safe enough to purr.

"Let's get him in our makeshift nest." Mina whisper-shouted, aware of how close she was to the dropped omega.

The redhead nodded and carried the omega to the nest. Most of the pack followed and started sitting and laying in different areas of the banket mound, letting Kirishima and Izuku take the center. The tv was now running an All Might documentary as everyone got settled. The alphas were closest to Izuku. Kirishima, Iida, Momo, Tokoyami, and Todoroki, with a spot saved for Bakugou.

"You can come out if you promise to be careful." Tokoyami murmured. After a moment Dark shadow slowly appeared and floated above Izuku.

"Is he okay, Fumi?" Dark Shadow asked.

"You heard Aizawa, he will be fine." Tokoyami answered. Dark Shadow hovered for a moment, occasionally moving to get a different angle of their omega, before retreating back into Tokoyami, seemingly satisfied at having looked Midoriya over.

"We should try and get him to drink something." Momo grabbed a water bottle and approached Izuku. She was slow, knowing Kiri might see her as a threat, though he comparatively less likely to snap than Bakugou.

Kirishima's grip on him did tighten but he let Momo get on her knees and reach for him. He let her take Izuku's chin and guide his lips to the opening of the bottle. She unscrewed the cap and let him drink, though they were both watching for signs it wasn't being swallowed properly.

Thankfully he had no problem. Midoriya drank the water and when he pulled away he seemed a bit more aware.

"More?" He asked.

Momo smiled. "Of course, sweetheart." She let Izuku drink as much as he wanted, which ended up being the whole bottle.

When he finished he blinked a few times and looked around.

"What is it, 'Zu?" The redhead asked.

"Kacchan?"

"Aw, he wants Bakugou." Mina cooed.

"Bakubro's making you dinner, Mido. Be patient." Kirishima buried his face in Izuku's still slightly damp fluffy green lockes and nuzzled his head, making him let out a few illegally adorable giggles.

The group continued to coo over their omega slowly regaining clarity until Bakugou came in with a bowl of katsudon. He sat next to Kirishima. "Give him here. I cook, I feed him."

Kirishima chuckled. "Guess that makes sense." He looked down to Izuku who was looking at Bakugou with hopeful eyes. "You ready to be with Bakubro now?" He kissed his forehead and Midoriya whined and reached a hand out to Bakugou.

"Kacchan."

"Yeah, nerd, I'm here."

Kirishima took the plate from Bakugou and let Izuku clumsily crawl into his lap. Bakugou put his arms around Deku to better position him in his lap so his back was up against Bakugou's stomach and he was facing out. Bakugou took the plate back from Kirishima and took the chopsticks in his hands. He carefully grabbed a piece and moved it to the omega's mouth. "Eat." He commanded.

Izuku obeyed and opened his mouth for the food. Once it was placed inside he chewed and smiled. "Thank you... Alpha." He murmured through bites.

Bakugou's inner alpha exploded in pride while the other alphas had to swallow their jealousy. This is what's best for our omega. They told themselves.

The feeding continued for a while, they didn't want to overwhelm him with too much food at once so they took breaks and gave him plenty of water.

Bakugou was giving him the last few pieces of rice when Izuku buried his head in Bakugou's neck. As much as he wanted it to continue, he wanted him to finish the food.

"Deku, eat." He nudged him only to hear the slightest snore in response.

"So cute! He fell asleep on Bakugou's shoulder!" Mina squealed.

Bakugou growled to himself. Why did this nerd insist on embarrassing him whatever chance he got?

"Perhaps we should all get some sleep. Those who do not wish to stay may return to their rooms. The rest of us shall stay here with Izuku for the night." Iida explained quietly.

Nobody left. They all just laid down to sleep. Bakugou grabbed the plate and leaned to the side to place it out of the way before slowly laying back, cradling Izuku the whole way. When they were fully laid down, Bakugou grabbed the nearest blanket, threw it over the two of them, and closed his eyes...

"Love you... alpha."

…If his pounding heart would let him.

...

Midoriya woke up with light peeking in through the window. Where was he? This wasn't his room. This was... the common area?

Warmth... he was... he was laying on top of Kacchan. Midoriya looked around the room. The entire pack was down here... in a massive nest of blankets and clothing. The omega made a move to get up but his wrist brushed across his shirt causing him to wince. Shit that hurt. His wrists and neck were raw and burnt. What-?

Oh. Right. Memories came flooding back to him. The kidnapping, the van, the crash, the awful awful shocks...

Last thing he remembered he was in full-body agony from those shocks... and then it went black.

He must've been rescued and let back into the dorms. Why didn't he remember anything? What happened to Hotaru and her group? Were his wounds gonna heal? What was gonna happen to his scent glands?

"Mm... Deku?" Kacchan's gravelly voice broke Izuku's worrying. "You feelin' alright?"

"Kacchan? What happened to me? What happened to the ABKOS group?"

Kacchan blinked himself awake. "Looks like you're finally out of that fuckin' drop."

"I dropped?!" Izuku practically screeched.

A few pack members jolted awake at the volume. They looked around, eyes landing on Midoriya and smiled.

"Izuku, you're out of your drop." Todoroki smiled. "I'm happy you're feeling better."

"Oh gosh, I was in a drop. I haven't dropped in years." Midoriya whispered to himself.

"I'm glad you're back to normal, Izuku." Shoji said.

"You've got healing in half an hour." Bakugou said, reading off his phone. "With Recovery Girl."

Midoriya experimentally ran a finger over his neck and whimpered at the feeling.

"Don't poke your wounds, idiot." Bakugou huffed.

The omega was silent for a moment.

ABKOS…

"I'm gonna go get changed." Midoriya got up and left for the elevator.

Alphas and Betas…

He rode up the elevator silently, his mind replaying everything.

Keeping Omegas safe…

When the elevator dinged on his floor and quickly made his way into his room to change.

"Being a hero isn't an omega's job, leave that to the alphas."

He changed into his uniform, yelping and whining as the tight cuffs and collar brushed across his wounds.

"We're here to help you return to your omegan nature."

Izuku leaned onto his bed and gripped the blankets.

Omega.

His breathing shuttered.

Omega.

He felt like he was suffocating.

Omega.

Why did it hurt? Why did this feel so bad?

ABKOS

A loud knocking startled him from his spiral. "Deku! You've got healing soon, let's go." Bakugou barked from the other side of the door.

Izuku gasped. He was breathing heavily. He was starting to panic. Healing soon? Had he really been in his room that long?

"Deku!" He knocked louder.

"Coming, Kacchan!" He called back. The omega exited the room to an impatient looking Bakugou.

"Come on." Bakugou took his hand and led him to the elevator.

Izuku looked down at the hand leading him.

Why did it make him feel so hollow?

The whole walk to Recovery Girl's office was like that. Neither of them spoke. The greenette was too busy lost in thought. Occasionally he'd look down at their intertwined hands with a forlorn expression.

Why? He'd been attacked before. Hell, he's been bullied and harassed for being an omega before. So... why?

They were in Recovery Girl's office before Izuku could come up with an answer.

"Poor dear. Take a seat." She motioned to a chair.

Izuku forced a smile and nodded before sitting in the aforementioned chair. Bakugou sat beside him with their hands still clasped together.

As usual, she stretched out her lips to place an uncomfortably long kiss on his cheek, allowing his body's healing process to speed up.

The red and brown charred marks across his skin slowly started to regain their natural pink color.

Bakugou wanted nothing more than to scent him right then and there, to claim what had been taken and held from him, but he waited. He goddamn waited as long as he needed.

Eventually the marks were healed. Recovery girl stepped back and smiled. "There you go. Do they still hurt?"

Midoriya ran his fingers over his neck and wrist, expression finally turning into a smile. "Nope! They feel much better, thank you!" He turned to Bakugou. "Let's get to class."

"Not happenin', nerd."

Midoriya’s smile fell. "What? Why?"

"Doctor's orders, you're resting the rest of the day. Me and a few of the others are staying with you."

Midoriya pulled his hands from Bakugou's grip and tightened his fists.

Bakugou blinked in surprise. That was new.

"I'm fine, Kacchan. My wounds are healed."

"I'm sorry, Midoriya, but the doctor's discharge instructions were clear." Recovery Girl interrupted. "I may have healed you but your body's internal thermodynamics may still be changed and unstable. You need rest and plenty of fluids."

The omega looked at the floor and nodded. "I understand."

"We're heading back to the dorms, Deku." Bakugou reached for his hand but Izuku recoiled and brought his hands to his chest.

"Yeah, I know." He murmured and left.

Bakugou's eyes were wide. What the Hell was with that nerd?

Whatever. Like he cared.

Well, his inner alpha cared very very much.

You've upset Omega! You must protect and care for Omega! Be a better alpha!

Bakugou growled to himself, loud enough for Recovery Girl to hear.

"Now, mister, you better not do anything to harm Midoriya in this state, you hear?" She lightly scolded.

"I'm not gonna do anything to hurt him, you hag!" He yelled and stormed out.

He exited the building and saw Deku walking back to Heights Alliance.

"Deku, what the fuck's wrong with you?" He demanded and he ran to catch up with him so they were walking side by side.

"It's nothing, Kacchan." He spoke so quietly, as if volume itself was his enemy.

Bakugou got in front of Izuku, blocking his path, and put his hands on the greenette's shoulders. "Bull. Shit. Tell me what the fuck's wrong."

Tears cascaded down the omega’s cheeks. His shoulders shook with repressed sobs.

"Deku?"

"I'm the Omega." He whimpered. "Everyone thinks I'm worthless or should just be at home breeding. I should be used to it. Quirkless and omega in middle school... I should be used to it, but... there's so many people out there, grown adults, who think I shouldn't have any say in my future.

"Kacchan they... they didn't just kidnap me to serve their own purposes. They truly thought they were helping some animal find a home. I wasn't human to them, and they're not just some random group of people. There's a massive organization filled with these people." He was crying fully now and his body was shaking.

The sight filled Bakugou with rage, as did anything that seemed to distress his omega. "Why are you letting villains get to you? You know they're insane, they tried to fucking kidnap you for God's sake!" His hands unconsciously gripped into Midoriya’s shoulders and he bared his fangs which didn't seem to faze the distraught omega.

"I know that, Kacchan!” He shouted, momentarily flaring in anger to match his alpha’s. “I just... I have to work harder. Not just to be a hero, but to prove that an Omega can be strong and... and I shouldn't need a pack."

Bakugou's heart froze. Shouldn't need a pack. Did... did he want to leave the pack? Would he lose his precious omega?

"I can't be a hero if I drop. I can't be a hero if I need a pack to take care of me all the time." He whimpered.

"You've kicked the asses of all kinds of villains, you're practically already a pro." Bakugou shouted before pausing and lowering his voice. "You promised... We were gonna become heroes together."

"We are gonna be heroes together.” Midoriya places his hands on Bakugou’s wrists. “But I need to be strong on my own."

The alphas' anger came back in a roaring inferno. "So what, because I'm in a pack you don't think I'm strong?"

"What? No! Of course not!” The greenette stepped back, letting Bakugou’s hands fall from his shoulders. “You're amazing, Kacchan!"

"Packs don't make you weak, you dumbass nerd. You're only weak if you let yourself be. Your pack's got nothing to do with strength!"

"But I'm... I'm... I'm the omega."

"All Might picked you right? If he didn't think an omega could be number one he never would've picked you in the first place! And he fucking loved the idea of us all being a pack. If you look up to All Might so much then maybe take that into consideration!"

Midoriya's tears were still flowing, but less.

He threw himself into a hug with his alpha and cried into his shirt.

Bakugou couldn't even care about his shirt with Deku like that.

"I'm sorry, Kacchan."

"Don't be sorry, ya damn nerd. Let's just get you resting so we can get back to class tomorrow and I can get back to kicking your ass and beating you to the number one spot!"

The omegas sobs slowly tapered off and he looked up at the alpha. "Yeah. Let's do it."

"Finally." He huffed. He started walking back to the dorms and couldn't help but smile when a hand slipped into his.

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