#ahhh I’m soft for deku

[nnnyxie]

More Fan!Izuku because it’s sO good-

Imagine Fan!izu x Streamer!Reader..basing this off of myself shamelessly🤭 basically reader is like a singer or something…like does choir(me🤭)and sings in bands(also me🤞) and musical theater(surprise, me‼️)..also plays an instrument…but something fancy like harp yk?(I Play the harp💅) And they do like cosy lil streams of just singing and playing their instrument and Izu as the busy lil hero he is just likes their voice it somehow enchants him??? Helps him relax and calm down and he just loves hearing it and rewinding to it after a long day and reader ofcourse a loyal Deku fan but because reader is ✨shy✨ they don’t show their face while streaming (I just love any kind of reveals of identity idk) and they also keep their background minimal to not give away anything about them but one das they just have a little fangirling moment showing off their new favorite Deku Figurine and hearing praise from them drives Izu insane(in a good way) and yeah idk hope that gives you a good baseeee

#𖢥 izuku anon

omg choir twinsies !!

(also i love the harp??? i have NO CLUE how to play but it’s just so!!!! ahhh!!!! it’s so pretty look and sound wise)

so yk that one artist that does the omnichord songs?? so like— that’s what you do EXCEPT!!

it’s not the omnichord!! it’s the harp!!!

rn i’m a teensy bit obsessed with lana del ray and mitski so!!! you mainly perform their songs <3

i wholeheartedly believe izuku is ‘i bet on losing dogs’ by mitski and ‘dark paradise’ by lana del ray personified!!! (lowkey projecting?)

our dear boy loves when you perform their songs. he’s tried listening to the original artists but— your covers just hit different yk?? your covers are just so pretty!!

he found you thanks to ochako and mina!! one day they were talking about streamers and youtubers they watch (because mina games obvi) and ochako talked about your streams and your channel!! she talked about how your musical talent was amazing and how soft your voice was!! izuku loves trying out things his friends like so he decided to give you a shot!!!

and he just fell in love— the moment you said ‘hi’, he felt like fainting.

from then on, he started falling asleep to your videos, and tuning into your streams when he had the free time.

from time to time you’ll do asmr streams. like whispering and talking about your day!! talking about some of the new things you’ve gotten or some of your favorite heroes!!

when you do these asmr streams they always somehow lead to you ranting about pro hero deku!!

izuku usually isn’t around when you do these asmr streams but today??? this night??? right now??? he can!! and he most definitely will!! he was lucky enough to have today off and spent the majority of the day binging your videos while catching up on sleep.

anyways

he was cooking dinner (i like to think that he cooks dinner for his mom when he visits) when he heard a ‘ting’ (he keeps his sound notifs on for work!!)

he went to check it andddd it was a twitch notif from your channel!! the title being:

asmr chat pt.15 ; p.o. box

he’s quick to open the app, immediately pressing on your streaming clip.

“hello everyone!” you whispered. only your desk showed. it had various bags and wrapped boxes on top. “i was sent gifts through my p.o. box and i’ve decided to open them on stream.” you ran your hands over a box. “we’ll open this one first!”

as you sifted through each gift, you grew increasingly excited. your fans knew you well— as they all had gotten you some form of pro hero deku merch!!

when it came to your last box, it was a sweatshirt. the fabric was soft and the perfect texture. the design— the design was your favorite. it was black with small, thin green writing of his hero name on the forearms. the upper left front of the jacket had a green outline of his hero helmet. the sweatshirt also had green accents— his signature green on all of this, of course.

“i really appreciate all of these! you all know me so well! ah! i’m seriously in awe of all of these!!” you smiled behind the camera. “i love deku, he’s my favorite hero. ever since he started out, i knew he’d be the best. he’s always saving everyone with a smile, and god— it’s amazing! he’s amazing! i don’t know him personally but i’m sure that he’s just as kind on tv as he is in real life.” you ran your hand over the outline on the sweatshirt. “i bet he’s just as cute too,” you laughed along with the chat. they knew about your big crush on the pro hero and would tease you about it during small talks like this. izuku’s face flushed and it grew hotter as he read through the comments.

oilspill.in.a.cup : manifesting the love of ur life for you bae!!!

veianna.sausagezzz : ur in love w/ him atp just find him nd kiss him

nylie.kei : VEIANNA THATS ASSAULT??

pinky✔︎ : wiggles eyebrows

you laughed as you read through these. “i’ll have to agree with nylie, here. no matter how pretty his lips are, i wouldn’t do that.”

izuku typed out a comment— not sure whether to send it or not. you two have developed a sort of parasocial relationship with one another, a one-sided admiration. though, now it isn’t exactly one-sided.

he decides to send it though. ignoring the absolute anxiety he’s feeling as he waits for your reaction.

midoriya.izuku✔︎ : i dunno, i wouldn’t mind one!

carpool.toenail : AYO!?

vieanna.sausagezzz : SEEEEEEE SEEEEE @/nylie.kei

oilspill.in.a.cup : MANIFESTED 😩🤌

nylie.kei : OHMYGODBSLEVSLDB

pinky✔︎ : IZUKU??????

“oh— uhm. oh.” you were flustered. honestly, you couldn’t speak. you were both extremely embarrassed and very flattered. and very happy that he watches your streams. “uhm i gotta go clean up— see you all later!”

edit;

omg i forgot to add an end note????

ANYWAYS!! had fun writing this heheheh

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #my hero academia x reader #boku no hero x reader #izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #deku x reader #izuku midoria x reader #/ᐠ - ˕ -マ works — ♡︎ #♡︎ — izuku anon

[thecuriousquest]

Sub!Deku to Dom!Deku

***Note: It was really hard for me to decide if I wanted to post this for a few reasons. One because this doesn’t exactly align with my regular content and I don’t want people in my inbox asking me to write for Sub!Deku. There’s nothing wrong with men wanting to sub, and I’m not kink shaming. Two because I’m unsure if all of my followers will enjoy reading gay content. This is just a thought I had on my mind, so if you don’t like it, then don’t read it.

PLEASE FUCK PLEASE READ THE FUCKING WARNINGS FUCK PLEASE

Warnings: Yandere themes, NSFW, polyamory, homosexual relations, bisexuality, bisexual relations, heterosexual relations, sex training?, non con, kidnapping, Victim!Reader, Sub!Reader, Bakugou the Sadistic Dom, Shoto the Hard Dom, Izuku the Dark Daddy Dom

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OKAY BUT JUST HEAR ME OUT!

TodoBakuDeku where Bakugou is like the leading Dom of the relationship, Todoroki is a dom as well, but Midoriya is their sub.

Then you come along, kidnapped in all of your tied up glory, and Izuku kind of just gets hard looking at you. He wants to slap you and watch you cry into your gag, stick his fingers knuckle deep inside of you and stretch out your tight pussy only to deny you the satisfaction and watch you rub your thighs together. These are feelings and thoughts he has never had before, and he’s scared because he doesn’t want to tell his doms about it, fearing they might turn him away if he vocalizes what’s going on with him.

So, he begins to brat out. He’s on edge, and Katsuki and Shoto notice this.

Whereas Shoto is a hard dom, he’s willing to let a few things slide. He will grab Deku’s chin and ask, “Do you need to spend some time kneeling on rice?” He tilts his head at the shorter hero, bangs shifting with the movement. “Answer me, Izuku. Is that what you need?”

If his green eyes shift away from the bicolored ones, Shoto will smack his lip lightly to regain Izuku’s focus. “I asked you a question, and you will answer it.”

“No…Sir, I don’t need to kneel on rice. I’ll be good.”

And Shoto smirks, letting Deku go and do whatever it is he was about to though more sullenly than before.

Katsuki isn’t, however. Katsuki is a sadist and puts Deku right over his knee and spanks the ever loving fuck out of that pale ass.

“The hell’s gotten into you, Nerd?!”

“Ahhh! Kacchan! Please, stop!” He’s on the verge of crying, not even having endured ten swats yet.

“That’s not what you call me when you’re being punished. You know the rules, brat!”

“M-Master! I’m sorry, Master!”

He can’t take anymore after forty, and sobs his heart out over the sturdy thigh, telling Katsuki all about how he wants to dom you.

“Master, I…I know I belong to you and Sir but…I wanna try it. I didn’t know how to tell you. I’m sorry. Please, don’t leave me? I still want to be your sub, Kacchan! I love you and Shoto so much.”

And Katsuki doesn’t really know what to do. He’s used to his little nerd always crying about something or another, but this is so different. What would this make Izuku? A bisexual switch? If so, he’s never heard of the term before, but it’s not an impossibility. Katsuki, Shoto, and Izuku are all bisexuals. That’s why they chose to…bring you to live with them instead of another guy. They all fell in love with you when they saw you one day while they were patrolling together.

Izuku has never shown dom tendencies or behavior before. That’s the only reason why it comes as such a surprise to him. Then, he realizes that Izuku has been stuck over his knee, sobbing into folded arms while he’s been thinking things over. He pulls his nerd up onto his thigh and hugs him, petting his mop of green hair soothingly.

“Hey, I’m not mad or anything. Quit fussing. Just surprised is all. Shoto and I aren’t leaving you. Got it?”

Deku nods, his freckled cheeks perking up with the soft smile of his lips. “Got it, Kacchan.”

AND THEN BEGINS THE TRAINING.

Shoto and Katsuki find a new way to bond with their little sub and victim girlfriend. The two train Izuku on how to dom you, and Izuku finds it a lot harder than he thought it would be. He wants to be nice to you, loving with you, but something dark in his heart keeps wanting to pop out. He wants to see you cry so he can lick your tears up. He wants to pull your hair back with raw strength until your neck strains so badly it might break. He wants to choke you until you pass out and fuck you into waking you up with an orgasm. He wants to spank you so badly that you end up bleeding. He wants to hear you call him “Daddy”.

Shoto is usually the one who tries to get Izuku to restrain himself, telling the forest green hero, “Go easy on her since this is likely her first time doing something this extreme.”

And it is. You’ve never experienced anything like kidnapping or BDSM before. Sure, you have experience when it comes to sex. This is another story, however.

If Deku gets a little too rough with you for his liking, Shoto’s not afraid to slam a palm down on Izuku’s ass and pull on his balls until he can regain his composure.

Bakugou…well…is Bakugou. He sits in the corner with a nice view, legs propped up on a chest in front of the bed, beer in hand, and spurs Izuku on as he watches the show. “Stick your cock in her ass. She can take it.” Fucking sadist.

It’s their little gift to Izuku, letting him take all of your holes first. He’s been such a good boy for them ever since the three got into a relationship. It’s the least they can let him have.

You’re left a crying, mewling, and whimpering mess. Sweaty, bleeding slightly from where he pressed his fingernails into your hips as he demolishes your pussy from the back.

Izuku hooks a finger underneath your gag, dragging it down as he bites into your shoulder. He huffs in your ear in a husky growl, “Call me ‘Daddy’.”

You bite your lip, trying to stifle a wail as his hand cracks down on your thigh.

“Say it,” he demands.

“Daddy! Daddy, please,” you sob out with heavy breaths.

Izuku moans as he fills your throbbing pussy up with come.

Katsuki laughs as he realizes something. “Hey, she’s a crybaby just like Deku!”

#yandere #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x darling #yandere themes #triggering content #triggering themes #my hero acedamia #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #yandere my hero academia #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere katsuki bakugou #yandere shoto todoroki #yandere izuku midoriya #yandere deku

[shiviwrites07]

Honey Sweet

Dom!Reader x Sub!Izuku Midoriya

Synopsis: A fun teasing session turns into something unexpectedly....pleasurable.

Warnings: Smut, Nipple play, Creampie, Overstimulation, Borderline sex, characters are underaged (17 years)

Words: 1.2k

You and Midoriya have been dating for quite some time. Now in your second year of high school, you both can’t deny the sexual tension between you both. You both haven’t tried anything yet as Izuku was too shy to instigate such a thing though he wondered about how he would feel as he fucked you with his cock. That was until Mineta and Kaminari instilled a new idea in his mind. 

                                                        The boys were in the bath when their conversation went from something naive to something……. erotic. “Ahhh I wish I had a sexy girlfriend. Oh the things I would do with her…” Kaminari trailed off as Mineta butted in, “I would just grope her tits and-“ He was shut up when dark shadow surrounded him emitting an aura of pure malice. Tokoyami sighed and said, “I suggest you stop Mineta, or I wouldn’t be able to control him.” While Mineta was shaking like a leaf, Bakugo cockily exclaimed, “I bet you 5000 yen on the fact that Deku hasn’t done anything with (N/N) yet.” Midoriya’s eyes widened as a blush adorned his face and neck, all the way to his ears. That was when Mineta screeched, “WHAT?! YOU’RE DATING (Y/N)- CHAN AND YOU HAVEN’T TOUCHED HER YET?! THOSE FAT TITS, THICK THIGHS, DO YOU NOT HAVE ANY HORMONES IN YOUR BODY?!” Midoriya sank into the water as he was overwhelmed by the fact that he was facing a screaming Mineta, not to mention the way his cock was twitching at the lewd thoughts in his mind about you. He abruptly got up, wrapped a towel around himself while saying, “I-I’ll see you later guys. Gotta go study for my test!-“ 

                                                While going up the elevator, Midoriya had a conviction in mind. He was going to ask if he could- gah. Even thinking about asking you such a thing made his ears turn red. By the time he finished contemplating, he realised he had reached your door. He took a deep breath and gently knocked, “Puppy, are you in there?” A soft ‘I’m coming’ could be heard before the sound of footsteps got louder until the door was opened. Midoriya’s next words died down in his throat as he saw what you were wearing. You were wearing a little, red, silk crop top that had one strap slipping down your shoulder. His eyes widened when they travelled down to your chest, realising that you were not wearing a bra, your perky nipples peaking out. As his eyes travelled further down, he was snapped back to reality by the sound of your voice, “Izuku? Are you okay? What?-“ Your eyes widened when you realised what you were wearing. You scrambled to go towards your closet to pick out some clothes when you heard Izuku say, “NO wait- I mean- You look good- not that you don’t usually do- I just- iwantotouchyoutonight.” You could not believe your ears. You had been waiting so long to hear this.

                                                     “Really? Are you sure?” “Y-YEAH, yeah I want to.” You chuckle at his antics as you lead him towards your bed. You make him sit him down as you straddle his lap, his face in the crook of your neck, “You can touch me all you want baby~”. You grind your hips on his clothed dick, listening to the soft whimpers that left his mouth. You take his hands as you guide his hands to take off the straps of your top. Izuku feels the drool slipping out of his mouth as you guide his hands to cup your tits. You chuckle at his antics as you wipe the drool from his chin, “You like ‘em baby boy?” “Yes m-mommy” Your eyes widen as you hear him call you mommy, a shiver went down your spine as you moaned, the sound going straight to your pussy. You let him push your top further down as you grab his chin harshly.

                                      Izuku doesn’t have time to comprehend as you forcefully let your tongue invade his mouth, a wave of pleasure hitting him hard. Your tongues dance as you make him grope your breasts. It’s too much for him. You lay his body down as you separate your mouths, a trail of saliva connecting you to each other. You pull his shirt off and take some time to admire the scars that adorn his chilled torso, running your hands up and down his chest as you moan at the feeling. Izuku keeps his eyes on you, watching the way your body shines in the light of your nightlight. He still wonders how he got someone like you. But his train of thought is interrupted when you start sucking on his neck, small barely audible moans leaving his mouth. You start to suck bruises onto his skin, for the world to see that he was yours. You continued this same process until you reached his pelvis. Izuku whined when you sat up straight but wasn’t expecting to hear the next few words that left your mouth, “Do you want mommy to sit on your face?” 

                          Izuku’s brain was too fucked up to form a coherent sentence so he just nodded, watching as you situated yourself over his face. You let Izuku hold your thighs as you lowered yourself onto his mouth. You moaned as soon as you felt Izuku’s warm mouth on your pussy. Izuku was determined to make you feel good. His tongue invaded your clit and pushed itself deeper into the depths of your vagina. You tugged harshly at his roots, eliciting a loud groan from him had sent vibrations up your pussy.  He licked and sucked at your clit and you could feel the wave of pleasure rushing through your veins. Izuku wants in any better condition as he looked up to see your juicy tits bouncing above him, one of his hands lazily stroking his cock while the other held you in place.                      

                                         “Fuck baby, right there. Fuck yeah! Such a good boy for mommy~” Izuku could feel himself being sent closer to the edge by your praises. You tugged hi hair as you felt your orgasm coming up. “Izu- Im gonna- Gonna cum-“ Your eyes rolled back to the back of your head as an earth shattering orgasm hit your body. Izuku lapped up your juices like a starved man, not letting one drop go to waste. He followed soon after with his own orgasm, leaving you both panting and breathing heavily. You felt your eyes grow wide as you felt izuku put his tongue in once again, not before him murmuring, 

“I won’t stop now baby girl. Not after I know that you taste so honey sweet.”

BONUS: The next morning when Izuku took off his shirt after training in the boys locker room, he turned around to see all the boys with theirs eyes wide and mouths hanging open, staring at his bruises. Izuku just shrugged and said, “What? I just ate some honey sweet pussy last night.” This led to Iida scolding Izuku for using such vulgar language while Mineta and Kaminari screeched and cried tears of anger and jealousy. 

#izuku x y/n #izuku x reader #izuku x reader smut #izuku midoria x reader #izuku midoriya x reader angst #deku x reader smut #deku x reader #bnha bakugo x reader #bnha kaminari #bnha midoriya #bnha x reader #midoriya x reader #midoriya x you #deku midoriya #izuku smut #midoriya smut #prohero deku x reader #deku smut #mha fluff #deku fluff #deku x reader angst #izuku midoryia smut #bakugo x reader #bakugou katsuki #todomomo #mha tokoyami #bnha mineta #midoriya izuku #midoriya x y/n #im so bad at tags

[kingkatsuki]

Jo!!

I forgot to say, but your squirting fic was really sweet, it was really really wonderful how Bakugou would ask us for consent, and I mean he would focus all on us for that consent and just ignoring D3ku!! The way he was like "you want me to leave" I would have screamed no!! Don't leave me here with D3ku!! And when I would get my brain back after those orgasms, I would tell D3ku to screw off to work or wherever, I would need my alone time with Bakugou lol!!!

Keep up those fics or drabbles!!

Hope your day/night or when ever is going great!!! 😁

Ahhh!! I’m so glad you liked it! I wanted him to take charge but not in like a bully way? I just wanted it to come across that he was really soft for reader and tbh didn’t give a shit that Deku was there.

Now you’ve had that night with Bakugou there’s no way Deku is ever going to hit it right, even with all the experience gained😂

I hope you’re having a lovely day too bby💕

#jo talks

[aulel-process]

Ahh... I never have celebrity crushes... the only times I obsess about a celebrity are when I wish I could embody a vibe they have or identify with a fictional character they play (so it’s all rather self-absorbed, all about who I wish I could be (apparently I wish I could be a super pretty man who looks like a Greek statue... rationality is an unfortunately small area of my brain))... but this might be a first! I feel like Rami Malek gives off Deku vibes >.< shouldn’t judge by appearances (superficial as visual art is)... but something about his expression is just... so sensitive sweet bean baby cute >.< how he purses his lips when he smiles is... so... adorkable... in more eloquent terms..

“You can't ascribe moral qualities to a person's appearance without sounding like a 4chan eugenicist, but you can draw connections between how something looks and how it makes other people feel...“Rami possesses a magnetism and physical presence unlike any other actor I know,” Cary Fukunaga, director of the new Bond film, added. “He has this rare ability to tap into that live wire that makes us human.”

There are other features that distinguish him from the Ryans and Chrises of Hollywood, as well. He has, for example, permanent undereye circles, which can make him look like he's carrying the weight of Society on his shoulders (Elliot) or a wrenching internal conflict (Freddie Mercury). He also has a jawline so sharp it inspired a meme implying that a person could slice her finger on it. But mostly it is his voice. The voice is deeper than expected and subtly forceful in the manner of a man who is holding a weapon that he won't use but knows is there. Sometimes it narrows into a paranoid whisper. Sometimes it crumbles like a cookie. It can be hard or soft. During his audition for Mr. Robot, Malek ran a scene in which Elliot confronts a pedophile. Most actors would take the performance in a cold and calculating and To Catch a Predator direction, but Malek did the opposite, Sam Esmail told me, giving Elliot warmth and vulnerability. “It was such a brave and unusual choice to play it that way, to show empathy for a monster instead of going for showy badassery,” Esmail said. “I think that's what's so special about Rami as an actor and a person—he's heroic without being on a pedestal.”“

Gosh... I want a movie with him as Patroclus and Niels Schneider as Achilles so badly ;_; I’m taking this into my own hands and I’ll make the most realistic sculpts of Rami Malek and Niels Schneider and animate all the potent Song of Achilles scenes! Ahhh... but his expressions!! His expressions just convey... so much sensitivity ;_; ( 1 )

P.S.

I like that they call him an “altruistic dweeb in Short Term 12″ XD...

#rami malek #niels schneider #song of achilles #achilles

[ihatebnha]

Hi, I heard you were feeling a little sick, hope ur feeling well!! I've been working these past couple months and I've finally been able to look through ur recent posts so I'm a little behind. I'm embarrassed to say that I've been counting the days and kept writing in my notes app abt what I would send lmao. Ur really my comfort blog. <3 Anyway before this gets long and I end up embarrassing myself more I was scrolling through pinterest and found this:

https://pin.it/6OQSLYI

This is giving me very much izuku vibes. Someone might think that it's bakugo however

I think he's more clear cut in the way he loves and I think it's pretty much agreed that once he decided he's with you, it's already in his head that he's marrying you. Not that any other character wouldn't ( or that its his goal but it might just be the most sinple way of saying this is forever) but going through those (emotional) milestones with bakugo might be easier since once you break through his exterior and he's decided on choosing you there's no hesitation afterwards so while he's a little rough around the edges,midoriya is a completely different story . Its like trying to pull teeth out, trying to get him to admit he needs help or to let him know that ur there for him. Bakugo is very much, "I don't deserved to be loved because I'm not good enough", whereas midoriya is, "I don't deserve to be loved unless Im paying for it." And he has!! His body is a monument of all the times he's given himself away freely simply bc he doesn't see himself as worthy of anything unless he's bleeding for it. Unless he's kneeling and putting his neck through a guillotine. So standing in the shower and letting himself be vulnerable enough not flinch when you touch him and letting himself feel loved without a price ughhhhhdbjsbsjs 🥺. Thinking about how hard he's trying not fall to his knees and sob because he only dreamed about someone loving him the way he's loved others.

Um anyway 💀 thinking lots of thoughts lmao,lmk if the link isn't working lol

(link!)

cookie🥺🥺🥺 sorry for the late response! don’t ever feel bad for being or getting behind cuz (clearly) it happens to everyone... it’s really sweet of u to even want to check back in at all AND KEEPING NOTES FOR ME? please, you are *cries* too kind. 

it’s funny tho cuz i always, always, notice when ur in my notifs. i think because maybe sent me an ask i don’t remember but also mostly the time u responded to my hc about bakugo liking the black eyed peas LOOOL and i’m still grateful <3 

anyway lalala that’s just to say ur so sweet and i think of u too !!! let’s get into this tho a bit ;’)

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i for sure agree it’s deku!! like you point out, i definitely think the whole... confusion + being overwhelmed aspect is a lot more him than bakugo, who definitely skirts around being blatant w/ affection but isn’t all that opposed to both giving and receiving. deku, on the other hand, really... waits for you to lead, and because he’s him... is happy to wait forever. So when you suddenly reach out and care for him in a way he’s never experienced before... AHHH.

and just... that specific kind of intimacy too, i see as being very deku. you know, bakugo likes washing himself, so when you do it... it’s more of a vulnerable act. deku... can sometimes (and often) neglects these aspects of self care bc again, he believes his body is for The People... so when you to take control of it and provide? it’s this whole different level of softness and gentleness and love because it’s not related to anything painful or outside of just... showing ur love for him and him alone, as a person. a lover. 

(does that make sense? not that it isn’t all that for bakugo... but he’s more self sufficient in that the washing doesn’t make him fall apart. he falls apart for other reasons and then you’re there to help after)

but uh... yeah. i’m melting thinking about it! and esp because he has such nice hair in general, too. Can you imagine giving him an olaplex or oil treatment for fun and him just... tearing up and then falling asleep in ur lap LOL? he wakes up with the nicest, shiniest curls. i adore him to bits :((

and you, too! thank you so much for this <3

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also i just want to highlight: 

“His body is a monument of all the times he's given himself away freely simply bc he doesn't see himself as worthy of anything unless he's bleeding for it. Unless he's kneeling and putting his neck through a guillotine.” 

WOWWWWW!!!

#deku #ajdsfajdkjf ur so sweet #i tired so no big tags but #find me again okay? #<3 #ask #caitie things #undecidedcookie

[dabibells]

Just from reading that snippet about your bully dabi fic, it is amazing :DDD I’m so excited to know what’s next, you’re an amazing writer!!!

More for the ask game - 🍉🧼💿☘️

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AHHH THANK U! hopefully i'll finally get off my ass and finish it lol.

answers for the ask game are under the cut!

🍉 - favorite character/story trope

my favorite character tropes are either the "soft only for you" trope (because i am sad and lonely) or the "starts normal or even sweet and then hardens like a rock and kills people" trope. i love when characters have trauma that just... sets them free, i guess. they do things they could never have done without their past experiences pushing them.

story tropes? i am a fan of love in hopeless situations with hopeless endings, villain was the victim all along (bonus points of there's no redemption arc because i only enjoy depressing media), and found family. i also love when childhood friends are put in horrible situations (death games, dystopia, apocalypse, etc) just to see how they react and deal with each other.

🧼 - which character is most likely to walk around in a wal-mart/gas station decked out in armor/cosplay/hero costume

out of my many fandom experiences, the first one that came to mind was clint barton/hawkeye from marvel comics. just seems like some shit he would get dragged into. from mha? deku would be caught on a monday night at barnes n noble in full all might cosplay, sadly.

ps: i hate clint barton in the mcu. they botched his character. also, i saw a deku cosplayer in barnes n noble once.

💿 - which character is most likely to have a terrible sleep schedule?

shigaraki. he is a gamer. end of story.

☘️ - do you enjoy mostly incorporating canon or fanon details in your work?

i like trying to keep my dabi as canon as i can. i feel like fanon kinda fucks up his character if taken too far. yeah, he does have a soft spot for a few select people deep down, but i think he's also capable of unspeakable acts, some of which i don't want to say online for fear of being ~*canceled*~ and so i will keep my dabi hcs where he is a horrible person to myself.

my version of shigaraki that i hold in my little brain is nasty and hates women so i like to sometimes ignore that and make him a little less gross and think that his worst trait (besides like murder and stuff) is... having a piss kink. sigh.

#ask game #not me writing PARAGRAPHS #mail #🌻 anon

[mikeellee]

I never did a rant about a ship before bc I always thought someone else could do a better job defending it but, considering how this fandom is...maybe I should give my 2 cents for shigadeku

Note: please. I’m note here to cause any ship war. You ship what you want. If you dont like shigadeku then that’s fine.

That’s out of the way, lets talk about this ship. Now, Hori is a bad writer but even in his bad canon...shigadeku does have interesting and “strong” foundations.

I put “” here bc any ship headed by Hori will be bad written. I know this.

Both are different sides of the same coin. Both are outcasts, both have quirks that caused them pain.

And both are alone.

Now, what we know about shiggy is that he is being manipulated by AFO since a young age.

* I want to mention here how...in the hands of a better writer, the name deku could mean smth omen and AFO could call shiggy deku either in front of him or to his back to add more paralels and development for the 2 like, Izu stood up and says/make bk stop calling him deku is great but imagine him defending shiggy?*

oK think with me. In any sci fi/fantasy movie when a character is being mind controlled or groomed...what would stop him to finished the task is seeing the hero/loved one bc would be the begin for the character to.set free.

“I was supposed to kill this person but I dont want ....for now” and develop from there.

Now, when we meet Shiggy is into the hate AFO spill. He has 0 reasons for wanting AM dead.

“Ahhh but AM represent how this society is bad”

Great answer and idea for a fic. But in canon he never gives a real answer. “I hate AM” is his get go....no further explanation.

But how funny he saw Zuzu and staet wanting to talk to him. No one put this idea in his head.

No AFO.

No Kotaro.

Its all Shiggy.

He, still under AFO’s bullshite, went to see Zuzu. And yes we get the mall scene but what many fans oddly refuse to admit is how...he went to Zuzu on his own free will.

THAT IS HUGE. Especially considering SHIGGY IS GROOMED (that is not fanfic that is canon and I do hate hori’a canon)

He has a photo of Izu...who by the time was just a student.

Like this has a HUGE potential. And I dont get why people refuse to reconize that?

If this stoey was headed by a competent writer shigadeku would be a more prevalent relationship.

They arent mortal enemies...they are two hurt boys stuck in this stupid war and decide to stop the feud.

God this line above is more romantic.

For those wondering...I did watch boku already liking IzuOcha but...Hori sideline Ochako and her feelings so much.

“Ah and the cute moments? Izuocha will be canon, not shigadeku”

I Know. And I have no problems with this ship- if we compare with naruto’s canon ship- but it doesnt change how underveloped it is. Also, Izu could have cute moments with Mina too and no one will say they are endgame.

Not sure if my point is clear. All I’m saying is that Shigadeku has such romantic potential and you dont need to turn Izu into “soft cinnamon roll” or change Shiggy into “playboy” to make it work.

“Ah gross. Shiggy is older than Zuzu”

3 or 4 years isnt a big deal. I mean, Shiggy was a 17 years old when the story begins and that didnt stop anyone to ship shiggy witb dabi or eraserhead who are older than him.

Plus why equate a romantic relationship with sex right away? Zuzu and Shiggy are traumatized and while yes, some people can cope differently...I doubt Shiggy will go “welp time to fuck some bitches”

Shigadeku can be a slow burn. Two souls who meet each other, who are healing and learning to trust again and...then comes sex.

Or they can fuck too. This is fiction. I promise you the shipping police is not real.

“Ah but shigadeku is abusive. He tried to kill zuzu”

In the bs of war arc? Yes. But note how a dude who is seeting to kill Heroes and was groomed for this...never decayed Zuzu in that mall.

BUT HEY WANNA KNOW WHO TRIED TO KILL HIM 2 TIMES AND THE FANDOM SHIPS ZUZU WITH? 🙃🙃

“Izu is not gay”

They are fictional, plus, you know what? After the bs of Mineta...Zuzu is the Bi king we deserve.

“Shiggy would abuse Zuzu”

Actually ....nope. Take how Shiggy treats LoV for example, i know therw are fics who make Shiggy be EVIL and awful to his found family but in Hori’a canon...he is pretty nice to them.

HEY WANNA KNOW WHO IS ABUSIVE TOWARDS ZUZU AND THE FANDOM STILL SHIP ZUZU WITH THIS PERSON?🙃🙃

“Why you hate hori’a canon so much?”

Bc this relationship was dropped and wasted. Like when the mall scene happened on my first watch I thought “oh they will interact again after that” NOPE AND HE TRIES TO RECRUIT BK AND EVEN THROUGH HE IS CRAZY ABOUT ZUZU AND HAS A PHOTO OF HIM...NEVER TRIES TO LEARN ANYTHING ABOUT HIM.

Some call that bk’s redemption arc ...excuse me

🤢🤮

Lets call bs arc to not ruin the redemption arcs’s name.

Not only it make Shiggy seem a bit dumb (and still a better option tham bk) bk DIDNT CHANGE AT ALL.

A reason for me to like this ship, aside the paralels and enemies to lovers, is the idea of someone truly caring and protecting Zuzu...someone who can understand his pain and help him.

“And yoi think shiggy could be that person?”

I do. We saw how he cares for LoV and while yeah Shiggy and Izu wouldnt be cassanovas here...it would have a great deal of caring and trust.

(I know shigadeku writers like to dumb down zuzu so he can be Shiggy’s sexy toy and...I say....write what you want but what a way to waste great characters and what a way to be boring)

Overral, wish this ship get more consideration in this fandom but...if we are in a fandom where some say “trash boy is the best boy” 🙁😔

#shigadeku #tomudeku #shigaraki x deku #hori is a bad writer #the way a lot of the fandom treats izuku just bothers me #izuku midoriya #shigaraki deserves better #tomura shigaraki

[andypantsx3]

ANDIE i finished vested interest for the fifth time today and I LOVE IT SO MUCH it fulfils my tiny little heart aching for love so much <333 i just wanted to ask - does reader ever return shoutos grey coat from chapter 1 to him?? what was his reaction if we do offer it back to him?? i was just curious tho jahdjshd no need to respond otherwise im sure ur busy af with the new deku fic IM SO EXCITED FOR IT TOO THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD IM EATING SO WELL - 🌼

Hello my love!!! Ahhh thank you so much, I’m so happy you like it!!! And I'm never, ever too busy for you!! 💕

I wrote this as a drabble because I couldn't help myself lol. I hope you like it!!

Two coats, a deep navy and a soft black, stared back at you from your coat hooks.

Just yesterday, you'd finally remembered to return Shouto's grey jacket to him, after two weeks of it sitting idly on your coat rack. It had warmed you straight through to your toes every time you saw the reminder of him, but you didn't really need it now. You had the real thing, and you saw him literally every day.

Shouto, for his part, had just watched you impassively as you passed the coat back to him, accepting it with a carefully blank expression—and now you knew why.

He'd still been fucking scheming.

The next morning, you dragged both coats into work with you, depositing them in Shouto's office while he was still out on patrol. You thought the message might be received, then, that you would be executing on a zero-tolerance shady behavior plan, now that the two of you were dating, but apparently Shouto wasn't receiving the signal.

The next day, four coats looked back at you from your coat hooks, and your eyebrows shot straight into your hairline, your mouth gaping in disbelief.

Shouto refused to acknowledge what you were talking about when you broached the subject with him, affecting hearing loss the second your mouth shaped the first syllable of the word jacket, and when you finally returned those four coats to him, eight more appeared on your rack.

It was like you were cutting off a hydra's head, only the hydra was your pro hero boyfriend and his head was a chronic case of absolute little shit behavior.

Eventually, after several weeks, Shouto's supply of coats seemed to run out, and you thought that might be the end of things. But then other articles of clothing started making their way into your apartment—hangers full of soft sweaters stuffed into the left side of your closet, a drawer mysteriously filled with socks way too large for your own feet, and several changes of Shouto's hero costume laid away in your front hall closet.

Even when you stopped returning the articles, more things kept appearing, until so many of Shouto's things were taking up space in your place that you suspected he had nothing left at his own apartment.

"You might as well just move in, then," you said, exasperated, one evening several months into the clothing fiasco. "You basically live here anyway."

Shouto laid himself out over you, his weight pressing you firmly down into the cushions of your couch. "I thought you'd never ask," he said calmly, though you could detect that familiar note of smug satisfaction underlaying his tone.

You didn't have time to call him on it, though, as then his mouth was pressed to yours in a firm kiss. You returned his attentions enthusiastically, and then he took his time reminding you of a few very, very pleasant things—a few things that had very little to do with clothing at all.

#ask andie #🌼 anon #fic extras

[nights-legacy]

Not Scared of You, but Scared-Midoriya

Main Masterlist MHA Masterlist

+Everyone knows how Midoriya is a sweet little puppy most of the time. But most know that he can get scary when he is angry, prime example: UA Sports Festival. One person he has never let his anger out around directly is Y/N. One day, she witnesses it first hand and Midoriya doesn’t realize until later.

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Laughter filled the common room as Sero and Jiro were done with a karaoke performace. Jiro was good as always but Sero was messing up on purpose. Kaminari was laughing so hard I thought he was going to short circuit. Even Bakugo was smiling a bit.

“Alright, alright. Okay whose next?” Mina got up and aske. I finally caught my breath and turned to look at Midoriya behind me. I was sitting on the floor in front of him. He had his head propped up on his arm, staring off into space.

“Hey, you okay?” I asked. He took a bit to answer but only gave me a questioning hum as a response. He lifted his head to look at me. I turned around completely laying my arms across his lap before reaching up to trace the side of his face. He closed his eyes, pressing into my fingertips ever so slightly. “You okay there, honey?’”

“Yeah I’m fine.” He whispers, kissing my fingertips before looking away again. I cocked my head to the side in wonder. He normally never acts like this, at all. I set my head against his knee and stared up at him. I saw his eyes look at me for a second before his hand went to my hair and began running through it.

“L/N, how about youuuu… Nope, you’re busy. Moving on.” Mina called for me but decided against it. I closed my eyes and relaxed, enjoying the soft moment.

“Oi!” Bakugo yelled out in his usual annoyed tone. I inwardly groaned. “This is getting boring and a little annoying.” Everyone started to whine, saying they were having fun and that he was a party pooper. “Oh, can it you…”

“Oh will you give it a rest Kacchan. Everyone else is having fun so if you’re bored, go ahead and find something to do on your own. There’s the door or elevator.” The whole room went quiet. I looked up at Midoriya surprise.

“Baby…”

“What did you say to me you Shitty Deku?!” Bakugo was on his feet in less the than a second. Midoriya’s hand stilled in my hair. I saw anger flare in his eyes even though he didn’t make a move to look at Bakugo.

“I said there’s the door.” He repeated. My worry from earlier tripled. I looked back at Bakugo seeing him seething.

“Listen here you shitty nerd, I don’t know what got you all brave and shit but I ain’t having it. You don’t call the shot around here.”

“And neither do you Kacchan!” Midoriya was up on his feet in an instant. I jumped back as fast as I could but tumbled a little. Hands caught me as I nearly fell back. I looked up to see Kiri and he pulled me back more, away from the two.

“Bros, how about we calm this down a notch?” He tried but the two ignored him. They continued to argue, getting louder and louder. I knew Midoriya could get mad from stories the others told me but I had never seen it firsthand. They were right when they said it rivaled Bakugo’s.

“You know what Bakugo, I can’t stand you right now. I just want to…I’m gonna…”

“What Deku? You’re going to do what?” Bakugo yelled back crossing his arms over his chest. He was smirking, thinking he caught Midoriya in a bluff.

“Midoriya, baby. I think you need to cool off.” I tried, getting on my knees to reach forward and grab his hand. He exploded in that moment.

“No!” He flung his hands out. I jumped back to avoid being hit. I landed against Tsuyu, who pulled me into her side. Midoriya blew up, ranting about I don’t even know what anymore. I was so blindsided by the shock that I stopped listening. I only came back to when Tsuyu, Uraraka, and Kiri were trying to get my attention.

“What?” I asked looking around. Midoriya was gone but Bakugo was still there, quietly seething but when he looked at me, I saw a slight bit of worry in his eyes.

“Are you okay?” Uraraka asked.

“Yeah, you seemed to zone out there for a few minutes.” Kiri said, brushing hair out of my face and checked me over.

“Yeah, yeah. I just was…surprised. I have never seen him act like that.” My voice got quieter as I finished my sentence. I stood up and brushed off me pants. “Where did he go?”

“Out for a run.” Tsuyu told me.

“But you better give him time to cool off.” Bakugo chimed in, surprising me. “He is really riled.” He said before turning to leave in the elevators. The whole mood had shifted drastically in the room.

“I think I am going to go to bed.” I said softly before leaving the room without another word. I got up to the 4th floor and began to walk to my room.

“Hey.” I stopped and saw Bakugo. I looked at him in question.

“What are you doing here? In the girls wing?”

“I wanted to tell you that Deku…ahhh!” He huffed before looking at me intently. “Have you ever wondered why you never saw him angry before? No? Well it’s because he never wanted you too! He was always pretty good at keeping you away from him when he is angry but I don’t know what was up with him tonight. He seemed to forget that or something.”

“Yeah.” I looked down at the ground.

“Don’t let it bother you or whatever. He’ll always be the same shitty Deku.” He grumbled before leaving. I sighed before walking into my room. I didn’t turn on the lights, letting my teal string lights glow lead my way to the bed. I plopped down, throwing my arm over my eyes.

“What in the world…” I whispered before getting under the covers and drifting off.

*Next Day*

“And you have to basically read between the lines, Kaminari.” I explained while reading over the part of the homework he was having trouble with.

“Why does English have to be so hard?” He groaned. I chuckled but shrugged. “But I have to admit, you helping me is better than when Baku helps. He normally is hitting me over the head within the first few minutes.”

“Oh, do you think it will help?” I rolled up my magazine. He yelped and dramatically held up his arms. We both started laughing.

“Hey darling.” I heard Midoriya say behind me before kissing my cheek. I jumped and looked at him before down at the table.

“Hi baby.” He hummed and walked over to speak with Iida. I could feel Kami’s eyes on me.

“Are you that shaken up over last night?” He asked softly. I looked at him before looking back at his work. “You nearly jumped mile…”

“Kami.” I looked up at him. He looked at me with sympathy before nodding. He turned back to his book. Bakugo plopped down on the other side of Kami with his own homework. He looked at me before at Midoriya. He raised an eyebrow in question. I just looked back the magazine. He sighed.

A little while later, the two boys left to go do some training. I had switched to reading a book as other’s left the room to do their own things. I didn’t realize how many people had left until I felt someone sit next to me. I looked up to see Midoriya. He was smiling at me. I gave him a smile back.

“Good book?” He asked. I nodded, sitting up slowly. I marked my place and set it aside. I set my hands in my lap.

“How was your day?” I asked. He smiled wide.

“Better than yesterday for sure.” He chirped. “Todoroki and I trained early this morning before he insisted on us going and getting Soba for the umpteenth time this week. Before we came back to relax for the day.” He cheerfully explained. “But then Mineta of course came along but we went whoop and…” He threw his arm out in front of him as he raised his voice. I flinched slightly and he noticed immediately, freezing. “Darling? Are you okay?”

“Y-yeah, I’m fine.” I said while grounding myself. His eyes looked me over before looking at his raised arms and back. His eyes glazed over for a second before they began to glisten with tears.

“You’re scared of me.” He said simply, lowering his arms into his lap. “Because of last night.”

“Midoriya, baby.” I started but he stood up.

“I’m such an idiot. I never wanted you to see me like that.” He wrung his hands through his hair roughly. “I scared you. You’re scared of me. I, I, I…”

“No, no. I was just spooked…shocked.” I said getting up. He shook his head before looking at me. He had tears running down his face. I went to say something but he ran off before I could. “Midoriya!” He ran out of the dorms.

“What’s wrong, L/N?” Uraraka came up running up with Iida.

“He ran off because he thinks I’m scared of him. After last night.” I said strained. “I was just spooked. I had never seen him like that, it’s new. Strange but I’m not scared!! I’m concerned!” I stopped in my tracks. “I’m not scared.” I said more to myself.

“L/N?” Iida called to me.

“I have to go.” I said taking off after Midoriya. I ran down the sidewalks, hunting for my missing boyfriend. I ran past classmates, asking if they had seen him. A couple had seen him but not sure where he went. I was getting really worried when Bakugo came running up.

“What happened?” He asked, breathing heavy. “Did he find out your reaction to him? That you’re scared?”

“I’m not scared Bakugo. I’m concerned. Worried. Something is wrong and that’s what made him blow up last night. You only ignited the fuse which you are very good at doing by the way.” I sassed. His eyes narrowed.

“Why you…” He stopped himself before he looked at me again. “Come on, I know where he went.” He said before grabbing my hand and pulling me along. He ran us out of the school grounds and down the street. We ran for a while before we came across a piece of shore line. “He’ll be down on the beach.”

“Thanks Bakugo.” I said before running off.

“Whatever!” He yelled. I ran down the steps and into the sand. I looked around for my green haired boyfriend overlooking the water. I caught sight of him on the rocks. I ran, slipping in the sand. I got to the rocks and clambered up them.

“Midoriya!” I called out to him. He whipped around. He tried to get up but I was on him, hugging him from behind. “Please don’t run from me Izuku.” I whispered into the back of his neck. He was tense in my arms.

“But I scared you.” He whimpered. “I promised I would never…”

“You didn’t scare me Izuku.” I said. I felt him shake. “Okay, I was scared in the moment because it was new. You didn’t scare me, the situation scared me. I was, no am more concerned for you. You were off last night before it happened and then you blew up.”

“I know.”

“I promise, I’m not scared of you. I am just worried.” I moved to sit next to him, my back to the water. “What’s wrong?”

“Noth…” He cut short at my stare. “Alright, alright. I am just stressed and tired and I don’t even know what else. I am just…” He dropped his head in his hands. I could hear him sniffling. I reached up and pulled his head up. I rubbed my thumbs over his cheeks.

“Come here.” I said. He latched onto me in the next second, crying into my shoulder. “You’re pushing yourself to hard, Izuku. I have never seen you so out of it like you were last night. I know you fight with Bakugo a lot but that was something else entirely. You need to slow down. Please.”

“I know. I will, I promise.” He whimpered. I started humming some random song to calm him down. After a few minutes he had finally stopped crying. In the time, he had curled into a ball in my lap. He looked up at me with watery eyes and a small smile. “How did you find me, by the way?”

“Just a friend giving me a tip and a direction to go.” I said while running my finger through his curls. I felt him relax in my lap. We just sat there for a while listening to the waves, the birds, and each other’s breathing. At some point we adjusted to where we were cuddling.

“It was Kacchan, wasn’t it?” He said suddenly causing me to laugh. “It was, wasn’t it?! Haha, I knew he cared!” He cheered, fist pumping the air. I laughed at my boy as he did a happy dance. I just shook my head as he turned back into his normal self.

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[sleepdeprivedsloth]

In the Dead of Night

[MHA - Midoriya, Bakugou]

summary: Not wanting to return to a nightmare, Bakugou spends the night alone in the common area. That is, until Midoriya finds him and tries to get his old friend to open up with an effective technique from their childhood. (platonic BakuDeku tickle fic)

potential warnings: swearing, tickling

words: 1.5 k

a/n: ahhh my first fic!! …kinda hoping no one sees this but yeah imma post it anyways haha. hopefully whoever ends up reading this will enjoy it! happy national tickle day guys :D

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Bakugou stared blankly out of one of the windows in the common area, gazing into the empty void that was the night sky. He rarely ever was awake during the dead of night, but yet here he was. Sleeplessly seated on the couch, long past the time his classmates all retired to their dorms.

He would much rather be asleep, heaven knew he needed the rest, but he was not going to risk returning to his nightmare. The experience felt more like he actually relived the sludge monster incident rather than only a dream. He could never willingly go back to that.

His mind being in its own world, Bakugou didn’t quite catch the faint sound of footsteps that grew closer. He vaguely recognized the familiar noises of the refrigerator door opening and closing before he was brought back from his daze by a hand offering him a bottle of water in front of his eyes.

Bakugou looked up and spotted no other than Izuku freaking Midoriya. He felt his facial features try to form a glare out of a force of habit, but his body was too exhausted to actually comply. Reluctantly, he grabbed the water bottle and took a sip as the green-haired boy wordlessly sat on the opposite end of the couch.

Midoriya, whose brain was still in the waking-up process, had just been awakened a few moments ago with his throat strongly craving for some cold water. Maybe it was due to the fact that his mind was still a bit clouded with sleep, or that the two boys had been sitting in silence for an uncomfortable amount of time, but Midoriya actually broke the silence and spoke up.

“What are you doing up at such a late hour?” he asked, turning slightly in his seat so that he could study Bakugou’s reactions. Midoriya didn’t know what he expected as a response, probably a snarky reply or just outright rage, but what he received definitely shocked him.

Bakugou completely ignored him and avoided any chance of eye contact by staring straight ahead. It was as if he didn’t know that his classmate was sitting not even three feet away from him. Midoriya immediately became more attentive and alert, his Kacchan Radar going off like crazy. Bakugou never missed an opportunity to pick a fight with or insult anyone, especially Midoriya.

To his credit, Midoriya took a moment to consider his options. He could go interrogation mode on Bakugou, but he doubted that the blonde would actually open up to him like that. Maybe he could just sit there in silence until Bakugou willingly chose to talk to him, but that could honestly take days. Of course, he could go back to his dorm and leave Bakugou alone, which was probably the option that his classmate would have wanted him to choose, but when was Midoriya even known for actually pleasing Bakugou?

Suddenly Midoriya remembered a technique that had never failed him back when he and Bakugou were younger. A method that they had both been sworn to secrecy about, and hadn’t been used in years.

“Why are you down here so late, Kacchan?” Midoriya asked again, grinning slightly, this time punctuating the other’s name with a poke to his side.

Bakugou let out a quiet yelp, obviously not expecting a small tingling sensation to suddenly shoot through his entire body. He internally cursed himself for showing a reaction and flinching away from the touch.

Still awaiting a response, Midoriya dared to poke again, but before his finger could come in contact with the boy’s body, Bakugou abruptly brought himself to his feet and made a move to leave the common area.

Midoriya quickly and quietly followed suit, walking up behind his unsuspecting classmate. He tasered his index and middle fingers into both of Bakugou’s sides, latching onto them and relentlessly digging in. “C’mon Kacchan, talk to me!”

Bakugou had to squeeze his eyes shut and cover his mouth with one hand to prevent himself from making any noises that could potentially wake up his classmates. He desperately tried to fight off Midoriya’s fingers with his other hand (emphasis on “tried”), but he was too tired physically and mentally to actually get away.

With the advantage of the surprise attack on his side, Midoriya was able to keep the minimally thrashing Bakugou in his grasp. Being the teasing shit that he is, Midoriya taunted, “I bet you wanna laugh, huh Kacchan? Go on, you’ll feel better if you just let it out.”

“N-no I w-won’t!” Bakugou argued from behind his hand, struggling to keep the laughter building up inside of his throat under control. “If we w-weren’t in the dorms right now I would not he-hesitate to blast your ass into nehext week.”

Midoriya gave a playful, over-dramatic gasp. “Did the Kacchan just giggle?” He moved his hands up to Bakugou’s ribs and started scribbling his fingers against them, causing the boy’s weak wall of defense to come crumbling down. As Bakugou’s little laughs started leaking out, Midoriya continued wiggling along the sensitive bones and drilling into the grooves between them. “I am now officially addicted, I must hear mor-”

“Hehehaha Deheheku quirk! Quhuhuhuirk!”

Midoriya immediately recognized the meaning of the word and stopped his tickling, letting his own arms drop to his sides. He watched as Bakugou bent over, arms wrapped tightly around his torso, trying to regain his self-control.

Meanwhile, Midoriya’s head began to flood with memories from his childhood, when the two boys had tickle fights almost on a daily basis. To prevent one of them from pushing the other past their limits, they had decided to use “quirk” as some sort of safeword. Midoriya was a bit surprised that he had immediately understood Bakugou’s intended context of the word, considering that it hadn’t been used for what felt like forever.

A soft, sentimental smile crossed Midoriya's face as he caught a glimpse of Bakugou's face for the first time since tickling him. The blonde’s lips were brought upwards in a reluctant smile and a light blush, most likely from embarrassment, dusted his cheeks. If only Midoriya had a camera to capture the rare moment.

“Did it really tickle so much that you had to call “quirk?”” Midoriya questioned, genuinely curious if he had gone too far.

Being somewhat in control of his own body again, Bakugou stood to his full height and faced his former best friend. If Midoriya noticed that his arms were still wrapped around and protecting his ribs, he didn’t say anything. “Of course it wasn’t that bad, dumbass. I-” Bakugou paused for a moment before looking away from Midoriya and continuing in a whispered voice. “I just didn’t want to risk making too much noise and waking anyone up and…”

He didn’t have to finish his thought for Midoriya to catch on to what he meant. He easily realized that Bakugou didn’t want any of their classmates to find out that he’s ticklish, which was understandable.

Midoriya nodded, showing Bakugou that he didn’t need to further explain. They stood in silence for a moment before the greenette chose to speak up again. “So why are you down here so late at night instead of sleeping in your dorm?”

Bakugou’s body visibly stiffened as he quickly cast his gaze towards the floor. If he hadn’t been exhausted beyond belief and still recovering from those nimble fingers that definitely did not tickle him, he probably would have told Midoriya to screw off and mind his own business. But instead, he answered, “If you really must know, shitty Deku, I had a dream about the damn sludge villain. I didn’t wanna deal with that shit again, so I just came down here to wait out until morning.”

Midoriya knew from experience that Bakugou didn’t want comforting words or pity. That would only make him feel even more vulnerable than he already was, and that wasn’t Midoriya’s intention. So instead, he simply replied in an indifferent tone, “Oh, alright then. Mind if I wait out here too then?”

Not waiting for an answer, Midoriya walked back to the couch and sat back down, spreading out comfortably but still leaving more than enough room for Bakugou. The last thing he wanted was for his former childhood best friend to have to recover from a nightmare alone. But he would never say it out loud, for Bakugou’s sake.

Two minutes passed before Bakugou inevitably decided to walk over and take the seat next to the other boy. Midoriya looked over and caught his classmate’s eye, nodding slightly to him with a small smile before turning back to gaze outside of the window.

Having gone from childhood best friends, to bully and victim, to rivals, to… wherever their relationship stood now, the two boys shared a strong bond that neither of them knew how to describe. But just being in each others’ presence in the dead of night, enjoying the silence between them, was comforting.

However, the pair would definitely not be feeling so relaxed if they hadn’t failed to notice a certain pink-haired alien queen that managed to capture a short, incriminating video before excitedly running off back to her dorm only a few mere moments ago.

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a/n: thanks for reading, and i hope you guys liked it! i’m still working on that fandom list but yeah MHA will definitely be on there lol. i’ll try to update again soon but until then have a great life y’all!!

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Attitude Adjustment (My Hero Academia)

Heyo everyone! So, this fic is based off just post the first final exam in season 2! Who doesn’t love a good Dad!Might fic with his sons? X3

Tiny trigger warning for Bakugou’s loud swearing. That is to be expected with our petty explosive boy, though! X3

“Kacchan! You heard what Recovery girl said! You shouldn’t go home right now!”

“Shut up, Deku! I don’t need to stay the night. I feel fine, dammit!”

“But you're not fine! You’re barely moving at your normal speed!”

“I told you I don’t need your help, nerd!”

“Well, too bad, Kacchan! I’m here, so deal with it!”

All might bit down a sigh as he watched the two boys bicker among themselves. It was a few hours after the final exam, and while they passed, both boys took tremendous amounts of injury during the test. Recovery girl fixed them up, and after a scolding lecture about not overusing their quirks, the boys were welcomed to stay the night to heal.

Which lead to now. Bakugou had turned down the offer to stay, despite how drained his body was post Recovery Girl’s treatment. Midoriya didn’t want Bakugou to go home alone in the state he was in, and was trying to convince him to stay. It really was a messy situation.

“Geez, to think these two were friends at one point…” All Might sighed, buffing up into his presentable form as a valuable teaching moment came to mind. “Looks like it’s up to me to show young Bakugou the importance of teamwork!”

Said blonde was just turning on his heels to leave, grumbling about how’d he be fine walking home when All Might pounced, swooping in stopping Bakugou in his tracks. “I am here!” He announced, scaring the hell out of both boys with his sudden entrance. “A-All Might? What the hell are you doing?” Bakugou stammered, barely able to move with the teacher’s hand on his shoulder. “A-All Might?” Midoriya yelped, eyes widening as he looked up at his mentor.

“Hahaha! I overheard your little scruffle just now, and I thought I’d say something!” All Might nodded, his smile dropping slightly into a more somber expression as he looked at the boys. “While I’m proud of you two for passing the finals, there were clear issues with your teamwork. Neither of you could decide what to do when facing me, and in a real battle, that could lead to all kinds of danger.” All Might’s eyes locked onto Bakugou’s red ones, making the younger boy blush slightly. “W-What? Why are you looking at me like that?” He snapped, glaring fiercely.

“Young Bakugou, while your technical stills in combat are quite amazing, your attitude towards your partner was atrocious! It seems to me you’re going to need an impromptu remedial lesson.” With that, All Might pulled the blond into his chest, easily capturing his wrists in one hand. Bakugou struggled to wriggle free, but his body was too tired from Recovery Girl’s quirk, leaving him defenseless. “What! What are you doing?” He yelled, fighting the best he could anyway.

“As for you, Young Midoriya. You too need a lesson.” All Might nodded, his smile returning, a glint of mischief to it. “Your strategies and quick thinking allow you to easily assess the situation around you, however- you lack confidence when it comes to young Bakugou here. You need to learn to assert yourself better with this young lad here.” With his free hand, he raised it above Bakugou’s head so only Midoriya could see, wiggling his fingers playfully. “We’ll work on that as well. Now come, let us show Young Bakugou here how teamwork should be!”

With that, All Might wasted no time digging his free hand into Bakugou’s exposed armpit, prodding and poking at the soft skin. The blonde student immediately jolted with a howl, thrashing about as All Might’s tickly hand invaded a bad spot. “AHHH! Ahehahahhahahahahahaha! Aahahahahhahlll Mihihihhiihihght! Sthahahhahhahap!” He cried, not at all prepared for the tickly trick.

Midoriya’s eyes widened, a mixture of awe and fear as his mentor tickled his old friend/bully. Wait, Kacchan was still ticklish? He was tempted to make a few notes on the situation before him, only to be stopped when Bakugou squawked loudly, wriggling more when All Might’s hand moved to his ribs, poking and prodding the skin. “Ahahahahhahhaha! Sthahahahhap ihhihihiiht! Ihihihihihilll Kihihihihihill yohohohohohu!” He cried, cheeks flushing a bright pink as he laughed.

“Now, young Bakugou. That’s not very heroic!” All might teased, his tone playful as he carried on the tickly torture. Midoriya finally came to his conclusion, walking up to his mentor and classmate. “Ahahhahahahhaahha! Dheheehehheeku! Hehehehehehehlp mehehehehe!” The blonde cried, squirming even more when the green haired boy kneeled, hands resting on his hips. “Sorry, Kacchan. You need to learn to listen when I talk.” With that, he pressed his thumbs into the sensitive joints, dodging a flying kick when Bakugou screamed.

“AHHH! AAhAHAHHAHAHAH! NAHAHHAHHAHAT THEHEHEHEHHERE!” He cried, his laughter growing in volume and hysterics when Midoriya pressed into his worst spots, a cheery grin on his freckled face. “AHEHEHHAHAHAHAHHAHA! STAHAHAHAHHAHP IIHIHIHIT!” Bakugou shrieked, his body growing increasingly weaker as the tickling carried on, tears of mirth dotting his eyes as he reached his limit. Midoriya giggled before standing up, easing off of Bakugou and patting All Might’s wrist. “I think he’s had enough, don’t you?” He asked with a laugh, nodding towards his classmate.

“Heh, seems so. I believe Bakugou had learned his lesson.” All Might stopped his own playful attack, releasing Bakugou’s wrist and easing the blonde to the ground. Bakugou gasped for air as he curled into a ball, arms tightly around his waist as he giggled helplessly. Tiny explosions popped off his hands occasionally, but nothing too serious. For a brief moment, Midoriya felt kinda bad. “Heh...are you alright, Kacchan? Maybe we overdid it…” He mused outloud, jolting when he felt a hand grab his ankle.

“Heh….heh….Deku…” The blonde growled from his spot on the ground, red eyes burning bright. Midoriya paled, trying to run. “K-Kacchan! What-AH!” The green haired student squeaked when Bakugou brought him to the ground, pinning him effortlessly. “DIE, DEKU!” He roared, going in for the attack.

All Might was about to break it up when Midoriya squealed, immediately bursting into bouts of childish laughter as Bakugou dug into his torso, leaving no spot untickled. “AHH! Ahahahahahahha! K-Kahahahhahahchahhahahhan! Stahahhahahahp!” He cried, soon finding himself in the same position Bakugou was just in.

The elder hero laughed softly, backing away from the boys as his mighty form began to fade, knowing he didn’t have much time left. “They’ll be fine, I know it.” He mused softly, a warm smile on his shrinking face as he quickly vanished, the sound of Midoriya’s laughter filling his ears as he went.

I hope you liked it! X3

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Or Red Lilly with Iida 👀

Thank you so much for sending an ask! Sorry this took me forever but i hope you like it!!

Red Lily (Passion) with Tenya Iida

Warnings: MeanDom/Tenya Iida, SubFem/Reader, impact play, handcuffs, use of “sir, good girl”, oral sex (fem receiving) consent check, orgasm denial, degradation, vaginal fingering, no condom, d*cryphilia. 

Also big shoutout to @doinmybesthere @patchworkpuzzle @eyebagsbutglam for helping me out!! I love all of you!!

The first time Iida found out that you sleep without clothes he gave you a two-hour lecture.

“What if there was a fire and you needed to evacuate immediately? What if someone broke in? What if you sleep walk and get out of your apartment? What if- “

“Tenya!” You grab his arms, concerned that they are going to fall off with how aggressively he was chopping them. “I understand that you are just trying to help, but I am comfortable sleeping like that. Could you please respect that?”

He looks down for a moment, the sun glare on his glasses making it impossible to see his eyes. When his shoulders drop, and he visibly relaxes you know he has calmed down. “I am sorry my dear, you’re right. It is important that you are comfortable.” He kisses your cheek. “Let’s go to bed now.”

Two years later

Iida was done, done with the day, done with people, done. Done. DONE.

He was late to the agency because of a villain backup that he couldn’t help with. When he finally ended up getting to the agency, he had to calm down several interns because number one hero Deku had stopped by. One of his engines went out because a villain on his patrol was able to get some sort of substance in his exhaust. This meant he had to go to Mei Hatsume because she was one of the few who could fix it. She tricked him into activating a “baby” of hers that exploded effectively covering his entire hero suit in ash and soot.

Numerous other things happened through out the day that soured his mood even further. The last thing was him getting home late, not 30 mins, not 1 hour, but 4 hours late. He had to take his hero suit to be cleaned and ended up taking a shower at the agency. All he wanted to do was go to bed with you.

Iida sets his stuff down by the door and removes his shoes. Walking carefully, so as to not wake you he opens the bedroom door and glances at your shared bed.

Iida’s breathing stops for a moment, the sight of you making his heart skip a beat. Laying on your side, one of your hands laying on his pillow; the blanket between your legs. Moonlight peaks through the curtains, bathing your naked form in a soft light that makes you glow.

As he shuts the door, he can feel his pants getting uncomfortably tight. You are so beautiful and what better way to ease the stress of a horrible day than to bury himself in your tight heat.

He walks up to the bed, reaching out to caress your face with his knuckles. Your eyes slowly open hazy, and unfocused from sleep, eyelids fluttering.  “Mhm… Tenya?” A soft smile appears on your face and you grab his hand, turning your head to kiss it.

“Sorry I woke you darling, why don’t you go back to sleep?” Iida feels guilty, waking you up just to have sex with you. He moves to pull his hand back but you clutch it tight, he looks at you, raising his brow in question.

You push yourself up with one hand and sit on your knees in front of him, still holding his hand. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes you take a quick moment to stretch, arching your back and lifting your arms up in the air. You hear Iida suck in a breath and open your eyes with a smirk.

“Now why would I go to sleep when you clearly need some help turbo.” You lower the hand not holding his and graze your fingers over the obvious bulge in his slacks.

Iida shudders when you touch him but doesn’t react any further, more worried about your sleep schedule. “Don’t worry about me love, nothing I can’t take care of on my Ohh.” His sentence gets cut of when you give him a squeeze through his pants. His forehead pressing against yours you can hear his breathing getting heavy.

“Don’t worry about me love.” You repeat his words back to him. “Nothing we can’t handle together.” You place his hand that you were still holding on one of your breasts and grab the bottom of his shirt. As you pull it up, he reluctantly lets go of your warm chest and takes his shirt off throwing it behind him. You are already unbuttoning his pants before he throws his shirt and as you work to pull them down, he grabs your hands.

“Let me do this okay? Can you lay down for me? I want to look at you.” His eyes pleading, his face weary and tired you can’t help but abide by his wishes.

You lay back down on the bed, your legs bent at the knees resting to the side. Your hair is splayed out on the pillow a hand on your chest the other to your side resting with the palm up. Iida doesn’t move for a moment, entranced by the goddess in front of him. It’s only when you say his name on a breath that he remembers what he was supposed to be doing.

He undresses in a flash, quick and efficient his clothing forgotten in a pile next to the bed. Now its your turn to admire your partner. His dark blue eyes, chiseled jaw, and wide breadth of his shoulders. Iida worked hard to maintain his physique for hero work, and it showed in the way his muscles flexed as he moved to hover over you.

You both look at each other for a moment longer before Iida leans down to kiss you slow and deep. His lips melding with yours, his tongue meeting yours in a soft caress. You reach your hands to cup his face, but he grabs your wrists and pins them above you.

When he breaks the kiss, you can’t help but whine, arching your back and lifting your head to meet his lips once more. “Y/N.”

The authority in his tone makes you shiver in delight and submission. You lay back down on the bed, once again resting your head on the pillow as you look at his innocently. “Yes Tenya?”

His eyes darken further, almost black in the light. The hand not holding your wrists softly moves up from your hips to your breast. You sigh in contentment until his large fingers pinch one of your nipples and you yelp.

“Now dearest, I understand that you just woke up however – “He pulls on the nipple and you whimper, your eyes starting to water a sadistic smirk crawling up his face. “– I do believe you know better than to address me like that.”

“S-sorry, Sir. I’ll be good, I promise.”

He waits a moment after your answer then lets go of your nipple, rubbing soothing circles over it with his thumb. “That’s better. Now, I’m gonna handcuff you and you are going to keep your eyes shut understood?”

You nod your head before closing your eyes. “Yes sir, understood.”

You feel him shift on the bed and hear a drawer open before the sound of metal clinking together fills your ears. You fidget in anticipation before a sharp pain blooms on your breast. You cry out when Iida slaps you but keep your eyes shut, not wanting to anger him further.

“I thought you said you would be good for me dear. That also means staying still.” Iida lets go of your wrists locking one of them in the cuff before wrapping the chain on the reinforced hook he installed on the bed. Before he cuffs the other wrist, he softly grabs your chin and tilts your face up.

“Y/N, open your eyes for a moment darling.” When you do your eyes immediately connect with his, no longer dark with lust but softly filled with tender love and concern. “You ready for this? Let me know if you are too tired, we can stop.”

You shake your head and give him a soft smile. “I’m ready Tenya, I need you too.”

“Tell me the safe word.”

“Axel”

He kisses your nose, eyes quickly darkening again. “Good girl.”

Before he can ask you to shut your eyes again you do and lay still. “Thank you, sir.” You feel him shift again and you other hand is cuffed; he pulls on the chain to make sure its secure and double checks that the cuffs aren’t too tight.

When you feel the bed shift you know he crawled off of it. You try to listen, to hear any sound that lets you know what is going to happen next but there is only silence.

All of a sudden you feel to large palms on your thighs, giving them a squeeze before pulling them apart.

“Such a perfect pussy.” Iida lightly drags his nails down your legs, a breathy moan escaping your lips. “Look at you, such a good girl for Sir.” You feel a breath of air, the slick of your arousal on your cunt and thighs going cold.

It’s difficult, holding yourself still but the feeling of his large hands on your body keeps you submissive. His hands on your body, however, do not help with the anticipation. Iida isn’t moving, you can almost feel his eyes on your core but no movement, no dipping of the bed or shifting of his hands.

You whimper, trying to relay your need for touch you finally feel the bed move under his weight. “Are you trying to tell me something dear?”

You almost open your eyes, needing to show him just how bad you need his touch, but you don’t. “Please, sir. Please touch me, I-I need you.”

Silence, and then Iida slaps your pussy. You can’t help but arch your back and yelp, eliciting another slap from your lover for moving.

“I don’t remember this being about you. I vividly recall you saying that we were helping me.” Iida wrenches your legs apart father before shoving his face into your cunt, he licks a broad stripe up from your tight hole to your clit before biting to little nub.

“Ahhh! I’m sorry! I’m sorry sir you’re right!” You can feel the tears escape past your eyelids and Iida huffs before biting the inside of one of your thighs.

“Of course, I’m right now you will lay there and be obedient or I will punish you as I see fit.”

“Yes, sir.”

Iida kisses the mark he left on your thigh and continues kissing and biting until he gets to your core. “Fuck you look so good- “He licks you again, humming as your taste blooms on his tongue. “– taste good too.” He continues his ministrations, alternating between biting your thighs and licking at your sex. You can feel the faint tightening of your core, but he isn’t licking hard enough, not giving you enough attention for the feeling to build.

Iida relishes all the little whimpers and moans that escape your mouth. He can tell you’re getting frustrated with the lack of stimulation but like a good girl you are following his orders. After he has decided you deserve a reward, he slots his mouth over our cunt and starts dipping his tongue in and out of your slit.

The needy moan you let out at finally feeling something has his cock twitching. As you strain against the hand cuffs, resisting the urge to grind against his face Iida wraps his arms around your thighs and pulls you impossibly closer.

You choke out a sob when he moves his mouth up to lick shapes onto your clit and gently suck it. He hums against you and the extra stimulation has you crying.

“Please S-sir, I’m m’gonna cum. Can I please cum?” Your thighs are shaking but you’re too focused on holding your orgasm back to care.

Iida thinks about it for a moment, slowing down his movements just to hear the frustrated cry from your mouth. He backs away from you for a moment, chuckling at your frustration.

“I don’t believe you’ve earned the right to do that yet.” He leans down to give you one last swipe of your tongue before sitting up.

The tears fall in earnest now, your need for release clouding your mind. “N-no, please sir I’m – I��ve been a good girl! Please sir I- “You let out a wail when Iida slaps the inside of your thigh.

“Are you such a needy slut that you can’t even follow orders?” He slaps your other thigh and growls when you don’t answer. He adjusts his position until he is at your side, wrapping an arm around your torso to pinch at one of your nipples before running his whole palm down your aching cunt. “Do you like it when I punish you? Is that it?”

You finally calm down enough to shake your head. “N-no, I don’t like it s-sir.”  You are still crying, the tears running down your cheeks and wetting the pillow beneath you.

“I think your lying to me, because every time I hit you.” Iida lifts his hand up and slaps your clit, his fingertips rough from hero work. “You look like you enjoy it slut.”

You can’t help it when you feel the sharp pain on your clit you moan, the feeling slowly fading into pleasure.

“I told you, you like the pain, don’t you? My naughty little pain slut.” He hits your clit again twice in quick succession. “Do you want to be a good girl for me?”

You nod your head, tilting it to the side to rest on his shoulder. “Y-yes, I wanna be a good girl sir.”

He kisses your forehead. “If you can cum just from me slapping your clit then I’ll reward you with my cock yeah?”

“Yes sir!” You force your body to relax, knowing you’re your too tense the pain won’t give way to pleasure.

As Iida repeatedly slaps your clit you can’t help but utter a jumbled mess of words.

Yes sir…. thank you, sir, …. feels s’good…. m’close…please ..... harder ….

When you finally cum you back arches completely off the bed, your mouth open on a silent scream as tears pour down your face.

Iida lays there for a moment, watching as you come undone, he almost finishes right then and there. Before you can catch your breath, he is crawling on top of you and pushing your legs to your chest. He shoves two fingers in your hole scissoring them to open you up before he puts his cock in.

You only have enough energy to moan as he fingers you, your eyes shut from exhaustion instead of obedience.

Iida is intently watching his fingers move in and out of you, clearly you don’t have any control over your body anymore and yet your cunt still pulls his fingers in. When he pulls his fingers out, he shoves them in your mouth, without even a thought your sucking on them to clean them off.

“Good girl.” He lines himself up and thrusts into your cunt, balls deep in one go. No letting you adjust to his size he is now just after his own release.

It doesn’t take long for him to finish; he was already close to coming when he was slapping you. The sounds coming from your mouth and the tears streaming down your face, he will never get tired of it. Right as he is on the edge of cumming he feels your walls start to tighten again, he holds back just long enough so that your orgasm hits and you milk his cock for all its worth.

Iida stays like that for a moment holding your legs and enjoying the post orgasmic bliss until you let out a little whimper. He gently pulls himself out of your abused hole, wincing when he hears a small groan fall from your lips.

After he puts your legs down, he leans over and cups one of your cheeks and kisses your forehead. “You did such a good job my dear, I will be right back to clean you up.” Iida stays there until you give him a nod and gets off the bed without jostling you and heads into the bathroom. When he comes back, he has a warm washcloth and with a light touch he wipes the insides of your thighs and your slick folds.

You still haven’t said anything, but he knows you like the back of his hand and doesn’t push. “Let’s take a shower love, need to clean you up.” Iida takes your cuffs off and rubs your wrists you slowly open your eyes and focus on his face. He smiles down at you and kisses your nose. “I love you dearest.”

“And I you Tenya.”

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To Love's End, Part 4

Read Part One / Part Two / Part Three Summary: When love isn’t enough to mold fate together. Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Fem!Reader Warning: angst, mentions of death Word Count: ~5.1k Playlist: The time we spent by Jordy Quirkless AU! Feudal Japan AU! A/N: Life has been really hectic so getting this chapter out took wayyyyyyy longer than I thought. This chapter was already drafted two months ago and I couldn't find the motivation to read through it for errors until now. We’re about half way through the story! Woot! Woot! Thank you, as always, for being patient with me. Thank you for reading my work and supporting me. I hope you enjoy it!

The fog is dense in the south countryside of Japan. The harsh breeze from sea flows through the small village at the edge of town. Deku stares out at sea as he recalls the last conversation he had with Dabi before his death. 

After a long day of recruiting members to their rebellion against King Sasaki, Deku and Dabi visit the local Izakayas (pub/tavern) to relax. Over gyoza and sake, Deku praises Dabi on a successful recruitment day. It was satisfying to see people come to the realization that Saski was unworthy of being King. They toast and drink multiple rounds of sake before Dabi placed a hand on Deku’s shoulder. 

“You have potential, kid. Don’t let fools deter you from your path.” Dabi says, taking a gulp from his cup of sake. 

Deku angrily chugs his sake and nods knowing exactly what he meant. If there’s one thing he knows about Dabi, it’s seeking revenge on those who’ve hurt you the most. 

Memories sprint in his head of his younger self running for his life through the forest. Screams and the fire raging behind him motivated him to keep moving forward. 

“Don’t look back. Keep going until you're safe--promise me Izuku.” his mothers words echo in repeat. 

Before Deku has the chance to reflect more, his trance is broken when he spots soldiers approaching in the distance--Tomura. Deku swiftly tucks the painful memory back into its safebox but he doesn't lock it. There was an important message Dabi shared that night that he needs to think on.

Tomura has never been good news to Deku. Ever since he joined the rebellion Tomura always had something against him. Deku didn’t come from a rich family and was instead chosen by hand by Dabi. Deku wondered if that was the reason. 

“Deku. Such a distasteful name.” Tomura says with self-satisfaction of his mocking. “Funny seeing you out here. Shouldn’t you be on your way to kill Bakugou?”

Deku bites his tongue knowing all too well that bickering with Tomura wasn’t a good choice. 

“Don’t worry. I’m just here to do my job--kill you if you don’t kill Bakugou.” Tomura grins evilly. 

Tomura tosses Deku a wrapped cloth before turning to leave.

“That should be enough for one try. I’ll be watching.”

Deku grips the wrapped cloth in his hand tighter. He’d expect his job to be tough but getting only one shot to kill Bakugou? Could he do it? 

Deku fights the thoughts in his head as he watches Tomura go out of sight. Deku has always watched Bakugou from afar since they were not on the same path. He wished he could’ve done more for Bakugou to show King Sasaki’s true colors before things had gotten so ugly. 

Throwing his cloak over his shoulders, he walks to his horse, One. 

“Ready, One.” Deku leans his forehead on One. One neighs in response and as the sun rises in the distance, Deku is off towards the north.  

Passing through the towns, Deku only makes necessary stops to sleep or eat. Yueei was at least a day’s ride. Late afternoon, Deku finds himself walking One through a village, passing through the market. Night was falling soon and stalls were beginning to close. Passing a stall that sold fruits, Deku stops in front of the woven basket that had fresh apples--50 yen, the sign says. 

“Would you like one, son?” An old woman speaks to him from behind the stall. “I’m closing shop and it’d be a shame for those to go to waste.”

Deku smiles and takes an apple in hand. Before the old women could protest, he left 1,000 yen behind. 

“Young man, your change!” The old woman yells from her stall. Deku continued forward with One, taking a bite into his apple. Apple has always been his favorite as a kid. Memories of him and Bakugou as kids walking between trees to pick apples with their mothers causes Deku to frown. 

Bakugou.  

In the late night, a shadow cautiously roams Yueei palace, making their way through the empty clearings and corridors, escaping the eyes of the palace guards. The figure slowly approached a room and crouched by the sliding door. They slid a white paper through the crack and waited. After a few seconds, a gold paper slides through and the figure quickly hides in their kimono.

“Don’t fail me.” a lady spoke in a low voice.

The shadow nods before vanishing into the night. 

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

“My lady!” You call from outside Ibara’s chambers. When she doesn’t respond a second time, you make your way inside only to find Ibara hunched over her kotatsu. She’s mumbling about something you can’t hear and when she lifts her head to look at you, the bag under her eyes tells you she’s been crying. Her eyes were puffy and nose was all red. Carefully navigating the conversation, you asked Ibara what happened and she explained. 

She and Kirishima were supposed to meet for breakfast at their favorite spot in the palace but he never showed up. It wasn’t like him to not tell her if he couldn’t make it. Ibara waited over 2 hours and the food she cooked herself with Urakaka’s help went cold. What makes it worse is that it rained that morning and Ibara still waited. She continues to tell you Kirishima hasn't gone to see her or send her flowers/messages like he used to. Ibara was devastated. You nod in response to let her know you understood her. 

“Y/N, can I ask you something?” Ibara looks at you with sadden eyes. “And please don’t lie to me.” 

You take her hands in yours, hoping it will bring some resolve to her pain. Ibara lowers her gaze and nods, readying herself to ask you the question that was burning in her head since last night. 

“Where were you the other day?”

You look at Ibara confused, unsure of what she meant. 

“Y/N, please tell me where you were.” Ibara pulls your hands towards her lap and shuts her eyes. “Were you with Kirishima?”

“What?! Ibara, no!” You replied without hesitation and quickly shut down any ideas that would associate you with Kirishima. You’ve known since the beginning how much pressure Ibara put on herself to make things work with Kirishima. The truth was that Ibara’s time at the palace was going to be over soon. Her father had requested she go back home to help take care of their family estate. She only had a few months left and time with Kirishima was precious since he wasn’t going to be able to follow her. Knowing all this, the absolute last thing you want to do is jeopardize that for Ibara.

Thinking back to the day in question, you recall that was the morning you were at the wash house when you bumped into Bakugou---Ahhh, of course. You saw Bakugou that morning. That morning, you also knew Camie was looking for him and almost caught you both. She must’ve found out and lied to Ibara about who you were with. Not looking good, Y/N. 

“Camie told me she saw you with him. She said you kissed him.” Ibara spoke again but this time in a low tone you barely heard it. Ibara turned away from you, hurt that you may have actually done what Camie told her. “She also said she saw you with him in his room.”

“Ibara, I would never do that to you. Please, believe me.” You reach for Ibara’s hands, desperate to make things right. 

“So Camie is a liar? Is that what you’re saying?” Ibara swats your hands away before getting up towards the door. “I know Camie wouldn’t lie to me. How could you do this to me Y/N? You know how much I like Eijirou.”

Tears were now streaming down Ibara’s cheeks.

“I want you to leave. You can tell the housekeeper I don’t need you for a few days.” Ibara opens the sliding door and keeps her gaze low. “Please leave me alone.”

You know Ibara well, she’s made up her mind and nothing you say right now was going to work. Instead, you stand, take a bow and leave the room. Ibara closes the door behind you, leaving you standing there alone in the hallway listening to the soft cries from within her room. You pinch the space between your eyes to relieve the tension that was forming there.

The sound of swords clashing and grunts echo throughout the palace training grounds. Soldiers in the dozens are gathered around, training with one another. 

“Man, I’ve missed the musty smell of men! The epitome of manliness. Wouldn’t you say so Bakugou?” Kirishima crosses his arms as he and Bakugou enter the training grounds to observe all the men before them. 

SWOOSH

An arrow flies a few centimeters away from Bakugou’s face and he quickly catches it. A non-threatening shot; Bakugou grinned at the audacity of his men. This caught the attention of the men in the training grounds. Gasps of Bakugou’s sharpness turned the roaring training ground into a sudden stillness.

“It’s good to see you haven’t lost your touch.” One of Bakugou’s men, Sero, approached. 

“Of course, extra, you think I’d be beat easily with this damn arrow?” Bakugou says with a shit eating grin.

“It’s good to see you two. We’ve missed you out here.” says another one of his men, Kaminari, who was speaking in a teasing tone.

Bakugou tries to avoid these talks as much as possible but given the circumstances, he lets it slide. His men did save him and Kirishima. After merely saving Kirishima from the grasps of the enemies, Bakugou fainted himself. If it wasn’t for his soldiers bravery, they probably would’ve never made it home. 

Bakugou was pumped to get training and waved his men to leave them alone. It’s been a long time since he’s been able to come out here. Kirishima waves the rest of the men goodbye, following Bakugou to an empty spot in the training grounds. The doctor recommended light work only. Their injuries may not be bleeding anymore but the skin still needs time to heal. The training of choice then? Sparring. 

Both men remove their tops and wrap clothes around their hands and one on their head to move their hair out of the way. Kirishima grinned at Bakugou to cue that he was ready. Both men begin to throw jabs and punches at one another, trying to get a hit in. Bakugou would throw a punch, Kirishima would block. Kirishima would punch and Bakugou would counter. This went back and forth for about an hour before both men fell on the ground trying to catch their breaths.

Ever since they were kids, they’ve trained together to improve their combat skills. Their spar sessions have always been them giving each other 100%. Bakugou didn’t approve of half-ass training and Kirishima appreciated the toughness. It helped him improve his skills when he has an opponent who isn’t going easy on him for the hell of it. Bakugou may be better than him but Kirishima was not far behind. 

“Man, who knew not training for a few weeks would make us so rusty.” Kirishima says in between each breath. 

“Tch, who are you calling rusty.” Bakugou says nudging Kirishima in the arm. 

“Ah--Careful Katsuki. Wound.” Kirishima chuckles at the fact that he felt pain from a tiny nudge. He hears Bakugou not quiet say ‘sorry’ but knew that was what his intention was when he said ‘whatever’. 

“Kirishima?”

Kirishima quickly sits up at the sound of a voice he’s oh to familiar with. Camie enters the training ground, side eyeing the oogley eyes the soldiers were giving her. When Camie sees Kirishima was with Bakugou, her eyes lit up. Stalking over to the men, she smiled at Bakugou, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.  

“Bakugou. I’m so happy to see you’re well enough for training again. I’ve missed seeing you out here on my walk to the study room.” Camie speaks in the sweetest tone.  

Kirishima clears his throat loudly to help Bakugou get out of the situation. “Camie, it’s good to see you too. Were you looking for me?”

“I heard Ibara wasn’t well this morning and wanted to tell you. Though, seeing Bakugou with you makes me extra happy.” Camie says as her eyes flirt with Bakugou despite no return of emotions from him. 

“Why don’t you both join Ibara and I for lunch after training? It’s been awhile since we’ve all had lunch together. Let’s all get along.” 

Kirishima looked at Bakugou and knew he didn’t like the sound of it. But he knew refusing Camie in front of the soldiers would also embarrass her and that’s very unmanly in his books. Kirishima would never allow anyone to be embarrassed around him. 

“Sure, we can do that.”

Bakugou quickly nudged Kirishima and gave him a death stare.

Half the day has gone by and Ibara was still upset at you since the morning. You’ve tried bringing her food, tried to clean her room, walk her to her studies but got rejected each time. 

Camie has really done it this time in punishing you. Ibara told you she wouldn’t need you which meant one thing--yard work. Plucking the weeds from the flower garden, you dump it into a waste bucket.

“Great job, Y/N. You’ve gone and pissed Camie off.” You say angirlying pulling a weed. “You could be doing easy work in the kitchen with Urakaka and drinking leftover sake.”

Task after task, you do as told--pulling weeds from the garden, cleaning the ponds from debris, disposing yesterday’s scraps for soil for the garden. By the time late afternoon comes, you find your limbs are aching, your back is in pain, and the pad of your feet just wants to rest.

“L/N! Bring water from the well to the wash house.” the housekeeper yells from across the yard. You respond with a ‘Yes, Ma’am” and move quickly to go fetch the water. With two buckets of water in your hands, you move slowly to the wash house. Walking past the great hall you can hear chatter and laughter. You stop by the door for a quick break for your arms, peeking inside. Looks like the court ladies and lords are having lunch. Blonde hair quickly catches your eyes and a smile tugs at the sight of him. 

Bakugou sat across from Kirishima and Ibara while Camie sat next to him. Ibara and Camie were laughing and Kirishima looked happy. Thank gods those two have made up, you thought before your smile disappeared. You caught Bakugou’s subtle smile which made your heart ache. He fit so well with people of noble status. With the reminder that your status is the reason you can’t be with Bakugou, you pick up the buckets and slowly walk away. 

By late afternoon you’re exhausted. You hate that you’ll be repeating this again tomorrow. Grabbing a roll of sushi from the kitchen, you head for a quieter space--the unused keep has always been reliable for situations like this. 

You exhale sharply as you lean your head against the tree. Your first bite of food for the day was satisfying. You quickly eat your food and gulp down water before basking under the shade. Closing your eyes, you listen to the crickets chirping in the distance, allowing yourself to relax. And before you know it you feel asleep.

In the midst of the chatter at his table, Bakugou caught a glimpse of you as you stopped by the door struggling with the pail of water. He chuckled at the sight before thinking of an excuse to leave to help you. When he looked at the door again, you were already gone. 

“Ibara, it’s good to see you and Kirishima together.” Camie taunts, knowing full well about the lie she told yesterday. “You two are really the perfect pair.”

“You’re too kind, Camie. We don’t look as great as you and Bakugou.” Ibara giggles as the sake they’ve been drinking starts to settle in her body. 

“Ibara, you don’t look so well. Should I call L/N to help take you to your room?” Kirishima holds Ibara by the waist as she becomes unbalanced in her seat. 

“No!” Ibara protested eagerly. The last person she wants to see right now is the person trying to steal her man. “Won’t you take me, Eijirou?” 

Kirishima turns red hearing Ibara call him by his first name in public. It’s not long before Kirishima is helping Ibara out of her seat. Bakugou and Camie waved them goodbye as they walked off down the corridor.

“Kat--”

“Don’t call me that.” Bakugou shuts down Camie’s attempt. He remembers the look in your eyes whenever Camie is mentioned and how you think she belongs to him or whatever. He needs to cut the weed before it causes more problems. 

“But you call me by mine. Why can’t I do the same?”

“Its different. You’re a court lady. Look Camie, I don’t want to beat around the bush. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me. But I’m sorry I can’t return your feelings.”

“Stop! I don’t want to hear it!” Camie breathes heavily, taking a step back from Bakugou. The sake was starting to set for her now too.

“The Utsushimi family deserves someone more worthy than me. There are lots of suitable lords here at Yueei.”

“But I want you!” Camie peers through her lashes with prickling eyes.

“Even if you push me away, I’ll keep trying!” Camie wipes away her tears before turning to walk away from Bakugou.

Bakugou pinches the space between his eyes as the frustration from dealing with women sets a growing headache for him. It’s not that Bakugou hates Camie. But rather he knows what the lifestyle of being with Camie meant and he was not up for that. Bakugou didn’t fancy the court life at Yueei. He didn’t want royalty or money. He wanted to do a damn good job at his duties before retiring to have a quiet peaceful life. 

He needs to take a walk. 

Bakugou mindlessly strolled through the palace, nodding to a few soldiers he passed, and enjoying the calmness of the late afternoon. His feet took him to the far end of the palace before he knew it. The unused keep he found you after the intruder incident suddenly becomes noticeable. He quietly walks to the keep entrance for the first time since then. Opening one side of the door, the sight of you sleeping against the tree caught him by surprise. He sees the two buckets you were struggling to hold earlier not far either. A big smile finds its place on his lips as he walks to you. 

“Oi.” Bakugou bends down and pokes your shoulders. No response. 

“Overworked yourself again hm?” Bakugou shakes his head. He takes a seat next to you, careful to not disturb you. Seconds later, your head starts to slip forward. Bakugou quickly stops your head with his palm and angles you to rest on his shoulder. In your sleep, you hummed and wiggle in approval. 

Fuck, that was so cute. Bakugou covers his mouth to hide the red tint on his cheeks. He stayed as still as possible to support you.

“Baka.” You spoke in your sleep, drawing Bakugou’s attention. Bakugou raised an eyebrow, wondering who you were calling an idiot. “‘Suki, stay.” 

Bakugou tense at his first name rolling off your lips for the first time. 

THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP

His heart pumps loudly with no ending. Tingly feelings bubble inside him, makes him want to smile all the damn time with you, heart always aching to see your beautiful face--this feeling inside him, it’s been the same since the first time he laid eyes on you. Bakugou doesn’t understand how and why you make him feel this way. All he knows is that he loves it. 

Deep in his thoughts of you, Bakugou also dozed off. 

The afternoon was soon fading into night. The keep remains calm with a slight breeze entering and existing. A leaf flows by and brushes your nose, tickling you awake. You straighten yourself as you yawn.Your arm suddenly brushes a shoulder drawing your attention to the man sleeping next to you. Bakugou begins to stir as well and before you know it you both are looking at one another. 

“Bakugou. What are you doing here?” Flustered, you hide behind your sleeves.

Bakugou clears his throat and turns away from you. He doesn’t want you to see his rosey cheeks. “Was just checking on you.” 

How thoughtful he was. Before you can appreciate his thoughtfulness, your brain betrays you be replaying the hurtful scene you saw earlier that day of Bakugou with Camie.

“Stop overworking yourself.” Bakugou flicks your forehead. 

“Ow!” You pout covering your forehead. All the worries you had suddenly flew out the door.

“I don’t ask for my assignments okay. It’s just my luck today that Ibara is also upset at me so there’s nothing I can do.” 

“Besides, I’m a maid so I do as I’m told.” You lower your head in defeat, fingers curled on your apron. 

“Doesn’t give them the right to bully you.” Bakugou countered. 

“I wish it was that easy.” You scoffed standing up.  

“Who do I need to beat up?” 

“I’d like to keep my job so no thank you.” You chuckled, turning to meet his towering figure. 

“Well they have you sleeping out here in the open by yourself. What if something happens?” He inched closer to you. 

“But nothing happened because you were here.” You smiled big to him. 

You really knew when to be cute to him. Bakugou softened his eyes and smiled back. 

“Look, in a few days all the lord's will be here.” Bakugou starts but you know where this was going. 

“I won’t get in any trouble, promise.” You say bringing your pinky to him. Bakugou brings his pinky to yours to complete the promise. 

“Hey love birds.” Kirishima calls from the keep’s entrance. You both turn to see Kirishima dressed in his best Kimono. “His Majesty calls.”

“Gotta go.” Bakugou spoke softly before letting go to meet Kirishima. You watch them before turning to quietly squealing about the fact that you and Bakugou took a nap together. 

On your walk back to your quarters, you passed the kitchen and inside was Urakaka cleaning up for the day. 

“Any sake tonight?” You peaked through the door and waved. With the way Kirishima was dressed, you figured Lords were gathering which means the big guns were being served tonight. 

“If we get lucky.” Urkaka says as she winked at you. “Thankfully I don’t have to cook the meals tonight, only cleaning. So if there are any leftovers you bet we’re drinking them. For now, we only have tea.”

Urakaka pats the seat next to her at the table for you. 

“I heard things aren’t well with Ibara today.” Urakaka says as she pours you a cup of tea. You wrinkle your brows trying to figure out how she knows. 

“The maids have been talking.” Urakaka takes another sip as you nod in defeat and sip your tea. “Y/N, you know I don’t like butting into your business, but as your friend I feel obligated to say this.”

Urakaka explains that the maids are gossiping at the palace about seeing you and Bakugou together and rumour has it that you’re trying to get Camie jealous. Camie has also been vocal with the maids sprouting lies to them that you were a devious person and for people to be wary of befriending you. Camie even lied that Bakugou loves her and that you were stealing him from her. Maids you’ve known before Camie came to the palace, who you were on good terms with, also started to believe the lies. 

“What bullshit!” You exclaim in anger. “I am not stealing Bakugou from her.”

Urakaka motions you to calm down and to lower your voice. 

“Y/N, I know that but others don’t. The reason I’m telling you all this is because I worry for your well-being at the palace. Rumours like these never end well. Don’t you remember what happened last time with the maid that tried to go against the court ladies? She was found dead at the outskirts of town.”

Urakaka was right. The power court ladies have were truly terrifying. At any given moment you can be disposed of and replaced at Yueei. Thankfully King Sasaki has been kind to his people and ensures all maids who are to be fired or replaced are to be discussed with him first. King Sasaki was much tougher than King Yagi but nonetheless just as righteous. He always did right by his people. 

“Just promise me you’ll be careful?” Urakaka takes your hand in hers. You nod in agreement and give her a gentle squeeze. 

“Urakaka!” The housekeep calls from outside.

“Y/N! Good thing you're here!” The housekeeper enters the kitchen. “Make more tea and help serve it.”

Urakaka quickly helps you boil some tea and you’re soon on your way to help serve the guests. Making your way past the other maids who were walking back, you can’t help but notice the stares from each of them before the whispers began. 

Making your last corner to the hall, a fellow maid purposefully bumps into you,causing you to drop the teapot and burning yourself in the process. You yelp in shock. The maid who bumped into you made no apology. Instead, she looked at you with disgust and turned to walk away. 

Urakaka was right about the maids. With no time to waste dwelling in your sadness, you pick up your shattered teapot, wipe what you could with your apron before making your way back to the kitchen to get more tea. 

Urakaka runs to check on you when she sees your kimono had tea stains and hands were red. You say reassure her you were fine and ask for a new batch of tea. Urakaka nods and turns to busy herself with a new tea batch.

Hold yourself together, you say to yourself, wiping a fallen tear. You throw the wet apron into a bin nearby before grabbing a new apron to put on. The new apron hides just enough of the tea stains on your kimono, making you still presentable. This time, Urakaka comes along to make sure you’re okay. Getting to the great hall, you pause with Urakaka beside you. 

“Are you going to be okay?” She asks and you nod in response. You know Bakugou would be here and that would at least help calm you down. 

“Why do we have to wear this?” Bakugou groans when Kirishima brings in a flashy orange kimono with a black dragon engraved in the back. 

“We need to look our best tonight. Lord Sorahiko Torino is coming to visit to pay respect to the late King Yagi.” Kirishima helps Bakugou dress since they were already running late. Kirishima had got dressed as fast as he could first and thankfully found Bakugou in the nick of time. 

“Hurry.” Kirishima pulls Bakugou into the corridors and towards the grand hall where a small gathering of lords and samurai had congregated. Entering the room, they both bowed as onlookers stared.

“It’s a great honor to meet you Samurai.” Lord Torino bows as Bakugou and Kirishima approaches. 

“The honor is ours, my lord.” Bakugou returns the bow, Kirishima follows suit. 

King Sasaki motions the group gathered to take a seat at the table as maids began to serve tea. King Sasaki and Lord Torino begin to talk business while the Samurai’s chat aside on their own. Kirishima begins serving the samurai’s sake as they talk. 

Bakugou watches you enter with other maids and frowns at the sight of your condition. He didn’t remember seeing your Kimono stained nor your hand red. He remembers you telling him earlier you’ve been overworked by the housekeeper. 

“Isn’t that right Bakugou?” Kirishima says as he nudged Bakugou to get his attention. One of Torino’s samurai asked about his victory at Wakayama and Kirishima was more than happy to explain in detail how the battle went down. 

Bakugou nods, gulping down his sake, eyes still glued to you as you make your rounds to him. When you get to him, you smile and pour him a cup of tea. Orange suits him well. You thought to yourself when your eyes met him.Before your hand gets too far, Bakugou gently holds your wrist to stop you from leaving. 

“What happened to your hand?” 

You contemplate whether to tell him the truth. What would he do if he found out you were getting bullied by the other maids because of Camie's dislike of your relationship with him? 

“I accidentally spilt tea. Nothing serious.” You lie, quickly pulling away before onlookers notice. You try to walk away but is again stopped when he holds you by your apron. 

“Meet me outside in an hour.” 

You nod at his requests and make your way to serve tea to the rest of the group. Existing the hall, you see Urakaka talking to the housekeeper. 

“Ah, there she is.” Urakaka smiles seeing you returned. “Isn’t that right, Y/N? You said you’ll help me make gyoza tomorrow?”

You hesitate for a second not knowing where she was going with this but nod. Housekeeper agreed to have you help Urakaka tomorrow but insisted she can only let you for a day since the palace needed tending to. 

“Thank you for saving me.” You agonized over the task with Urakaka who only chuckles at your pain.

“I’m happy I’m stuck with kitchen duties. You know, I used to be jealous that you were a court maid.” Urkaka loops her arms in yours as you both make your way back to the kitchen. “But then I hear about your yard duties and boy would I rather wash dishes than pluck weed.” She laughed as she teased you. 

You playfully nudge her in annoyance but grateful to have a friend at the palace. 

“Thank you, Ochako. You’re always saving me when I need it most.” You say, squeezing her arm tighter. 

Night soon fell and you were done for the day. Waving Urakaka goodbye, you decide to head to the only spot you knew Bakugou would go to meet you. Though he didn't say it, you knew what he meant when he said ‘outside’. 

Opening the keep doors, you make your way in and sit down by the tree to wait. Pulling your knees towards you, you hug them in anticipation. 

A creak from the front doors draws your attention and a figure enters.

TO BE CONTINUED......

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"Summer Daze"

Summer-y: (see what I did there 👀) What seems like endless days in the summer months are only brief moments in time spent with your man that you wish lasted forever. The different events that take place make your romance burn brighter than the sun...after all, the memories made in the summer are always the most vivid.

Words: 3,045

Warnings: None

Authors Note: IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!🥳💕But here's is a present to you guys as an apology for taking so long on BBD 3. Love you🥺👉🏼👈🏼

Bakugou

Trying not to make any sudden noise, while also holding back your giddy laughter, you sneak your way around the outside of the house trying to spot Bakugou. What had started off as the two of you cleaning the garage, quickly led to the discovery of old large water guns packed away. All it took was one side-eye look from you and Bakugou smirked, grabbing the closest one. "Don't even think about trying to beat me, dumbass. We both know who gets wet around here."

Your jaw dropped at the sudden teasing tone before you grabbed the other water gun and stared at him dead in the eyes. "Oh yeah? Well, let's see if you can manage to get me that wet, Ka-su-ki~" As you finished your sentence, you leaned up and quickly brushed your lips on his before taking off to fill your weapon up with water. It didn't take long before you heard him take off as well, most likely going to the side of the house to turn the hose on. You, however, went inside and filled it up at the sink before making your way into the backyard.

You hid behind the back wall for a few seconds and peeked your head around the corner, just to see Bakugou stalking slowly up the side of the house, his water gun aimed in front of him. Hoping he didn't see you, you quickly duck away and sprint across the yard, hiding behind the tool shed.

"Where'd you go, babygirl?" The cocky voice rang throughout the yard and you peeked around the corner again seeing Bakugou turn in slow circles before glancing at the other end of the house. The sun shone brightly on his blonde hair, his skin glistening with a thin sheen of sweat and what made you almost gasp out loud was the realization he took his shirt off. Only in a pair of athletic grey shorts, you realized his unfair advantage. Two can play at that game.

Softly placing your water gun down, you raise your shirt over your head, leaving you only in your bra. Peeking out once more, you see that Bakugou disappeared and you readied your weapon again. Coming out from your hiding spot, you make your way to the opposite end of the house where you assumed he went. As soon as you saw his broad back towards you, you aimed and started pumping the water gun.

"You look a little hot Katsuki! Time to cool off, explosion boy!" As soon as the cold water hit Bakugou's back, he jumped and immediately turns around to fire back. He smirked and charged forward making you shriek and turn to run back into the backyard, now completely on defense mode.

"Get back here (Y/n)! Admit defeat and I'll stop!" Laughter rings out from Bakugou's throat as he sprays you with water, watching you unsuccessfully dodge it. Trying to turn the tables, you charge forward with everything you got. Not noticing how wet the ground got, you slip on some mud and found yourself tackling Bakugou to the ground.

Groaning softly, you go to move but find Bakugou's arms wrapped tightly around you. Sighing contently, you settle into his chest, the hot sun drying off your wet bodies. You felt a kiss on your head which made you tilt your head up, leaning up on his chest. "Truce?"

Bakugou snorts and runs his palm over your back. "I knew you were hiding from me."

"I still got you first!" You exclaim, poking him in the chest. Bakugou grins up at you with an almost dopey smile on his face. Smiling yourself, you tilt your head and place your lips over his. The kiss was soft and warm, Bakugou's arms circling tightly around your waist pressing you against him.

"Don't think I don't know what you were trying to do without a shirt on." Pulling back, Bakugou's lips brush over your ear and you shudder.

"Yeah, yeah. I had to make the playing field even."

"We'll see about that tonight. Now let's finish cleaning the garage, we have a lot of work to do." Whining you pretend to complain but no matter what you were doing just spending time with Bakugou is worth it.

Midoriya

"Ahhh~! You're so cute Deku!" Squealing, you bounce around Midoriya, snapping pictures of him in his bucket hat, his blush matching the red bucket of strawberries he was currently holding.

The two of you were currently in a strawberry field, picking fresh strawberries under the blazing summer sun and you have yet to get over the fact that Midoriya's bucket hat is way too cute to be ignored. On the way to the field, you cooed at him in the passenger seat while roaming your eyes over the green curls splaying out beneath the brim of the hat. What made it even better was the fact that the hat was baby pink with black stenciled strawberries on it.

At first, Midoriya was bashful and appreciated the compliment but once he saw how much you were fawning over him, he didn't get it. "I-I don't see what the big deal is, (Y/n). It's hot out and I'm just protecting my head." Midoriya fidgets and squats back down to pick up your abandoned strawberry bucket so you could move to a new location. You gasped and snapped a few more pictures of the light shining on the exposed curls, his freckles popping out from the sun.

You follow him over to a new bush of strawberries and bend down next to him, smiling. "It's not just the hat, which by the way, I'm buying you more of those, but it matches your outfit! You look so good in baby pink!" Not being able to hold back, you glance at him again and see a small pout on his lips.

"..."

"Waah~! (Y/n)-!" Midoriya drops the strawberries he was holding as you tackle him to the ground, peppering his face in kisses. "W-wait! Someone could se-mnf..."

You finally kiss his lips and grip the sides of his hat, pulling it down over his eyes. Midoriya's hands still on your waist as you fix your straddled stance on his lap, his legs bent as he leaned up on his elbows. The sweet scent of strawberries filled your nose as you pulled away from his soft lips, the hat still covering his face. Before you could comment, you felt something on your head as his lips covered yours again.

"Maybe you should wear it for a bit, (Y/n). I think the sun is getting to you," Midoriya whispers before pulling back completely. You blink blearily up at him, his curls messier than before since they were under the hat a flushed grin on his face as he gazed dreamily at you. "Hey you're right darling, it looks really cute." His fingers brush some of your hair away from your face, tucking it under the hat.

Now it was your turn to blush as you adverted your gaze. "Deku..."

A teasing smile suddenly crossed his face as he reached for his phone. "Oh? Let me take a picture of how cute you are~ say cheese!"

The mocking tone had blushing even more as Midoriya began snapping away on his phone, but you laughed and struck a few poses, strawberries forgotten for a brief moment. Making a kissy face, you wink at the camera and Midoriya laughs breathlessly, pulling away to look at you again. "We better hurry up so we don't get a heat stroke. How about when we get home we make some cool strawberry deserts to cool us off?"

Nodding your head excitedly, you crawl off Deku and resume picking the strawberries, feeling him take his place beside you. "...I am buying you more hats though."

"Pfft. I know." 

Todoroki

You love Todoroki's quirk. It was useful for just about anything you can think of, a perfect example being right now. The day was winding down and you and Todoroki were curled up together outside, watching the sunset while the cicadas chirped around you. His right side kept you cool against the lingering humidity as you leaned closer into him, his arm wrapping around your waist. As romantic as this was, the sudden rumbling of your stomach had plans to ruin the moment.

"Ah-sorry. Oh! how about we make some smores!" Your embarrassment faded quickly as you pulled away from the embrace. Todoroki's eyes furrowed and was just about to ask a question before you ran inside to gather all the ingredients. You came back outside with your arms full of marshmallows, chocolate, and gram crackers, settling back down beside Todoroki, excitedly.

"When did we get all this?" He asked, turning to face you while opening the bag of marshmallows and popping one in his mouth.

"I went shopping earlier this week. Smores is a summer MUST, Shouto. By the bonfire with friends roasting marshmallows...and the chocolate melts with it for that gooey-goodness?!" You pop a marshmallow in your mouth as well while opening the chocolate and gram cracker box.

"We don't have a bonfire." Todoroki points out, an amused smile on his face.

You stop what you're doing and catch his gaze, looking at him with full seriousness. "No. But we have your left hand."

Todoroki stares at you a second longer before slowly shaking his head, a small breathless laugh escaping his mouth. "Okay...and these 'friends?'" He motions to the empty front yard.

Rolling your eyes you begin breaking apart the crackers and handed him two along with a piece of chocolate. "Not just friends...people you love. Now, I was thinking we could just place the marshmallow on top of the chocolate and you can use your finger-mnf~"

Lips suddenly closed around yours and you sighed into the sugary kiss, the last rays of sunlight just barely shining through the skyline illuminating the two of you. Todoroki pulls back first and licks his lips making you blush. "I love you too, (Y/n)."

His intense gaze was too overpowering you found yourself fidgeting. Not knowing what you do, you hold out your smore, a pleading look in your eyes. Todoroki snorts and takes your treat, igniting his finger so he can roast the marshmallow. "Sometimes I think you only like me because of how convenient my quirk is."

You mock gasp and throw your hands up in defense. "Excuse me sir- actually no. I do really love your quirk. But you, because it's you, I love you. Does that make sense? You are my favorite human being Shouto and being with you right here means a lot."

A faint blush covers Todoroki's face as he finished roasting the marshmallow just how you like it. You noticed and leaned up and kissed him again. "Hehe~ now after smores let's do the good old chubby bunny challenge!"

"Huh?"

"You'll see! It's fun, I promise!"

Kirishima

"Come on, (Y/n)! Trust me, it'll be fine! I promise!" Kirishima wobbled closer to you on the bicycle, trying to convince you to ride on the handlebars. The two of you rented a place out in the country for summer vacation and the place you picked had an old vintage bike stored away in the garage. Kirishima inspected that it would be okay to mount and insisted on taking the two of you on a ride. 

You eyed him suspiciously but knowing he had the pure strength to keep the bike steady while balancing both of your weights made you consider the idea. Quickly, you glance at the squared handlebars and back up to his pleading puppy-dog eyes. Damnit. I can't say no to that. Sighing you walk forward and he grins, his happiness shining brighter than the sun.

"Don't steer us into a tree, Kiri." Turning your back to the bike, you feel behind you and grip the handlebars. "Ready?"

"I would never do anything to hurt you, cutie and you should know that by now. I'm ready, hop on." Kirishima hardens his stance and steadies the bike so you can hop up without it tipping. Of course, Kirishima would never hurt you, but the idea of him looking over your shoulder to steer scared the hell out of you. You hop on the vintage bike, trying to get comfortable on the handlebars. "Okay...I'm going to push off now so I have to release my quirk, but don't worry I still got you." His voice was close to your ear and you shivered from the reassurance.

With your voice caught in your throat, you nod and Kirishima pushes off. "Oh my-" The wobbling had you panicking briefly before you the balance was restored and Kirishima took the two of you out onto a dirt road.

"See? It's not that bad. Besides, I get to have you close to me like this and enjoy the view." His breath tickles your ear again as the warm wind whipped past your bodies, providing some relief to the dry humid air. As sexy as it was having his voice low in your ear like that, the death grip you had on the handlebars made you preoccupied. Warm hands suddenly covered yours as Kirishima adjusted his position and leaned forward a bit. "Look, there's a sunflower field over there. Want to go check it out?"

You relax instantly back into him realizing he was trying to distract you. Oh, how you loved this man. Humming, you nod and close your eyes as Kirishima steered the two of you over to the bright yellow field. Enjoying the sun shining on your face and wind whipping through your hair, Kirishima turns his head and kisses your temple softly.

"There you go, cutie. I told you I got you." Kirishima kisses your temple again and turns the bike slightly to cruise over a bridge. Water streamed under it and the sound of it relaxed you even more. Leaning up, you kiss Kiri under his jaw and agree contently.

"Let's take some cute pictures at the field." You murmur, peaking open your eyes to see the large yellow flowers getting closer. The idea of Kirishima smiling with a bunch of sunflowers made you giggle at the thought. It would be a perfect image.

"What's so funny?"

"You're just so handsome, Eijirou. I love you."

Kirishima lifts one hand from yours and wraps it around your waist, securing you against him. The one-handed control didn't even scare you as he finally slowed to a stop, just within walking distance of the field. You hop down and Kirishima spins you against him, his face flushed slightly from what you said, or from him cycling you couldn't tell. "Well, you're just too cute to handle sometimes, you know that? I love you too, (Y/n)."

He pecks your lips softly as he gets off the bike and the two of you walk hand-in-hand to the sunflowers.

Kaminari

"Left hand blue!" Kirishima called out making some people on the Twister mat groan. The former UA students had gotten together to enjoy a nice summer barbeque and catch up on each other's lives. However, the heroes ended up splitting off into two groups; one being the few who were currently grilling, and two, the ones who brought out games to play. Kaminari, of course, had the genius idea to bring a giant Twister mat and even suggested playing with shaving cream placed on all the circles.

That led to your current situation of trying to reach blue with your left hand while trying not to slip and land on Mina's back. The group currently grilling laughed loudly and made taunting, yet hilarious, commentary on who was most likely to slip next. So far, only Hagakure got eliminated but that was because Sero didn't see her foot and accidentally shoved her down. Hearing everyone groan and whine about the new position had you giggling as you steady yourself on the blue circle.

"This is absolute hell Kaminari...I'm not elastigirl from The Incredibles!" Mina huffed and tried to look behind her for a spot to put her hand. Her comment only made you laugh more, your hand slipping slightly on the shaving cream from the shakey movement. You heard Bakugou snort from across the lawn as he flicked the spinner. "Right hand yellow!"

There was a quiet pause from everyone as a collective, "fuck" rose into the air. Shifting your position, you cross over your left hand and find stability on a yellow circle, breathing out a sigh of relief. You heard Jiro mutter something as a shriek came from Koda. Bracing yourself just in case, you heard a few people fumble as then hit the mat with a thump. The grilling team 'ooh-ed' as a few more made jokes and took pictures.

From the corner of your eye, you see Jiro, Koda and Aoyama walk away to clean off the shaving cream. Once everyone has settled again, this time Shouji flicked the spinner. Everyone voted against him playing because of his unfair advantage and playfully banished him to kitchen duties. "Left hand green!" Easy enough. You take it off of blue and lean back so your resting on a green circle. What surprised you was seeing how close Kaminari entered your space to place his hand on the same dot you're using. "Hey," you whispered, staring into his mirthful gold eyes. Shaving cream was smeared on his cheek and you smiled goofily at him.

"Hey, babe." Kaminari whispers back, leaning closer to you, his fingers moving to cover yours. 

"We got a PDA close up on the field! Disqualification!" Mina's voice called out again and you busted out laughing, throwing your head back as you felt your foot slip. In slow motion, your foot slid, kicking Mina which led to the rest of the players collapsing on shaving cream. However, you had locked eye contact with Kaminari as he fell, his elbows quickly bracing the side of your head as your lips collided. Smiling into the kiss, you let his lips linger as everyone around you tried to catch their breath from laughing.

At that moment, there was only you and Kaminari under the summer sun, covered in shaving cream, with the smell of barbeque in the air.

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u know how denki from bnha asks ochako out for lunch but gets ignored? can he ask male reader out and it seems like he’s getting ignored but at the end y/n flirts with him and is like “your turn now”?

pickup lines

pairing: denki kaminari x male!reader

summary: denki pursues y/n with pickup lines.

category: fluff

warning(s): none

word count: 1153

"do you have a band-aid?" denki kaminari asks y/n out of nowhere after class ends.

"are you hurt?" y/n frowns. they didn't have hero training today, and he's pretty sure nothing as eventful as someone getting injured happened in class.

"because i scraped my knee falling for you," kaminari finishes, smiling at how genuinely concerned y/n was.

"don't worry me like that," y/n rolls his eyes playfully.

kaminari sighs. is that his only response to his pickup line?

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"man, i don't think he's ever gonna like me," kaminari cries.

"stop fucking whining, dunce face!" katsuki bakugo, the ever-so loving friend that he is, shouts at him.

"c'mon, bakugo. our friend's hurting," eijiro kirishima, the genuine angel that he is, frowns, putting a comforting hand on kaminari's shoulder.

"thank you for understanding, kirishima," kaminari lets out a fake sniffle to show how touched he is.

"well, it's not my fucking fault you're a dumbass!"

"how am i a dumbass?" kaminari frowns.

"you're giving up after one stupid ass pickup line? lamest shit i've ever heard."

"bakugo kind of has a point, but i wouldn't call it the 'lamest shit i've ever heard'," kirishima says thoughtfully.

"what? i thought you were on my side," kaminari pouts.

"i was, but you did just start talking to him today," kirishima says.

"but--"

"no fucking excuses! stop bitching about something that you've only just recently grown the balls to start."

"what exactly did you say to him?" hanta sero cuts in, finally done with his homework that kirishima and bakugo had finished together earlier and that kaminari forgot about.

"do you have a band-aid because i scraped my knee falling for you," kaminari mumbles, hiding his face with a pillow.

sero bursting into laughter so intense that he doubles over doesn't help lessen kaminari's embarrassment.

"kaminari," sero wheezes. "y/n's the pretty boy of our entire year. nowadays, his type is super popular, so girls and guys constantly fall for him. you're gonna need to up your game."

"sero's right," kirishima nods, carefully considering the facts laid out before him.

"siding with the enemy again, kirishima?" kaminari whines.

"well, y/n's been getting really popular. the girls might even be more into him than they are todoroki right now."

"and that's exactly why one pathetic pickup line isn't gonna have him falling at your fucking feet," bakugo rolls his eyes.

that's how kaminari set a goal to flirt with y/n at least once a day. hell, he even got a notebook to keep track.

when bakugo, kirishima, and sero first found out about said notebook, they burst out laughing.

after the first few days, they realized that kaminari was serious about it. he was filling it out more diligently than he did his homework.

"this is why you're failing all your classes, fuckhead," bakugo scoffed.

then, on the sixth day they decided to actually read what was inside.

day 1: line: "did it hurt when you fell? fell from heaven?" y/n's reaction: this is the second time he has taken the pickup line for its literal meaning, which is saying a lot because it's only the second time i've used one on him. when i said the second part, he responded playfully. was the playfulness him flirting back? what does it mean???

day 2: line: "you looked super cool during practice today" y/n's reaction: "thanks, you too" okay, first off, i know he was lying. i short circuited and looked like a total loser. second, i think i was too casual. that doesn't even count as flirting. that's like what kirishima would say to bakugo. unless if that's him flirting with explodo-boy?? i can't really tell sometimes

day 3: line: "even covered in sweat, you're the prettiest." y/n's reaction: he just rolled his eyes with another playful smile well, don't blame me! i got nervous, and the day was ending. i needed to make up something! one line a day, and i'm not about to mess it up on the third day

day 4: line: "you're really hot"

y/n's reaction: he lightly punched my shoulder like a bro would do :( okay, i know it was just a blunt statement of fact, but it still counts as flirting right?

day 5: line: "wanna grab a bite some time?" y/n's reaction: "since uraraka-chan's rejected you, i'm the replacement?" he was smiling and rolling his eyes again! my first time trying to ask him on a date and he says no. also why does he keep rolling his eyes :( and he's so not the replacement! i asked her to lunch like a whole week ago

day 6: line: "do you have a map? i keep getting lost in your eyes" y/n's reaction: he rolled his eyes again! what the heck?? :( also, this whole not giving up thing is taking a toll on me. rejection hurts

"if you think 'you looked super cool during practice today' is flirting, i--" sero starts.

"i know, i know!" kaminari interrupts with a deep frown. "and why're you looking through that?!"

"what are you, shitty deku?" bakugo asks with a (shocking) lack of volume. he's too stunned by the amount of genuine effort that kaminari's putting into this, albeit weird.

"what?" kaminari's frown deepens if possible. what's he talking about?

"the notebook," sero says, pointing at it as though it were obvious.

"just because i have a notebook doesn't mean i'm midoriya."

"yeah, but obsessively writing details in it is weird," sero points out.

"don't be so mean, guys," kirishima cuts in. kaminari's about to thank him before he continues to say, "maybe it'll help him practice writing letters that we can actually read."

"my handwriting's great, thank you," kaminari defends with a huff.

"now that kirishima mentions it, you write better notes for this than you do for class," sero says, amazed.

"whatever," kaminari groans. "do you guys think i should give up? he's already rejected me."

"he didn't exactly reject you. he just... avoided the question," kirishima says with a pitying smile as he points at day five in his notes.

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the end of the seventh day is approaching, and kaminari can't think of anything anymore. he thinks that maybe he should give up. y/n hasn't been reciprocating, so maybe he just doesn't see kaminari that way.

with those thoughts haunting him, he decides to leave it be.

he sits at his desk as the class is dismissed for the day, defeatedly staring at his notebook.

he's about to stand up and shuffle out of the classroom like most of the other students are when he feels a presence next to him.

"if i sat on your lap, would that make you an electric chair?" y/n asks with a coy smile.

"what--" kaminari blushes a bright red at his words.

"didn't want you to miss a day in your log," y/n winks as he points at the notebook.

"you knew about--?"

"your move, pikachu," y/n presses soft lips against a red cheek before waving goodbye.

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a/n;

ahhh idk if it's bad or not but i hope it's okay anon!

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