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im-so-tired-sorry · 1 year

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Kiribaku x gn!reader headcanons <3

A/N: my first time writing like this so bare with me lmao. these boys are always in my head. Part 1 since i realized while writing this was already long enough.

CW: mainly platonic, slight flirting

Genre: fluff

Word count: 0.8k

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while still attending ua (and still friends), you, kirishima and bakugo would always be hanging out together: in class, training at the gym, studying, or even chilling in each others dorms (sometimes even after curfew)

you would hang out in each others rooms, watching movies, reading books/manga, doing skin care, etc. sometime you would even invite the rest of the bakusquad over.

if two of you were planning on hanging out, you would plan to invite the third.

the boys would become a tad upset if you already had plans with your other friends/ classmates, but they wouldn’t say anything. they would still hangout and try to bring back a souvenir— whether it’s food or a gift shop item or even a small plush—for you once you come back to the dorms so you can hangout again and talk about your day.

it’s almost as if you three being separated for a long time was draining; you would all at least have to be in the same room to recharge and relax.

study sessions where bakugo would start to become less strict on you and kiri once you start pulling better grades, but still call you out for slacking off.

study sessions where bakugo bets that if you and eijirou made an equal or better grade than him on the next test, he would take you both out for dinner.

you and eijirou making dinner plans while katsuki is trying to figure out how you both passed his grade by a couple of percentage numbers. “you cheated didn’t you?” “we swear we didn’t!!”

there are two specific types of inside jokes between you three; if it happened in public, you can tease each other about it and explain the context if someone asked. then there are the ones you keep to yourselves, the ones that originated from private moments. those are the ones where, if mentioned, not even bakugo can help but break a smile reimagining the moment.

katsuki, who will stay after everyone else has left and help you with your training if you’re having trouble with a specific move. you tell him that “it’s ok” not wanting to waste his time, but he’ll just grumble. “how do you expect to be a good hero if you won’t even put in the effort?”

eijirou, who will never let you eat alone. no matter how late it is, if he finds you having a late dinner, he’ll join you with his own snack.

katsuki, who will maybe let you lean on his shoulder to catch up on sleep after staying up late to study and train.

eijirou who will carry you to the infirmary as soon as you catch a really bad cold, and katsuki who will blame it on you overworking yourself. either way, if they’re not in class or training, they are staying by your bedside ‘till you get better.

the three of you, along with other classmates, celebrate together when you pass your exams

the three of you, along with friends and family, grab dinner after the graduation ceremony

the three of you become a little distant once you start working at a different hero agency while kiri and baku get to work together. a couple of months go by and there’s silence between the pod. being a hero is busy work after all, especially when your trying to be some of the best.

you still try to make time for each other, trying to align every day off you have to see each other.

you would buy every magazine that had either of the boys on the cover and send it in the group chat. “wouldn’t mind being saved by this hunk😍” “💪💪😘” “You guys are gross.”

at one point, the three of you just start going straight over to each other’s houses after patrol shifts, eating dinner together, and if it’s too late, it turns into a last minute sleepover.

katsuki, who give you old clothes of his to let you sleep in.

katsuki, who will add your hero costume to the laundry pile and wake up early in the morning so your suit is clean and dry before you wake up and have to go.

eijirou, who will let you choose anything in his wardrobe to change into once it’s decided you’re staying the night.

eijirou, who, though can’t usually cook well, will make a solid breakfast for you before you have to clock back into work.

when they shoot you a text saying they’re coming over, you prep the house and take out their clothes and toothbrushes that they’ve “accidentally” left at your house so they can easily change and settle in once they arrive.

if you all have the day off tomorrow, it’s automatically a movie night and you each pick a movie to watch

cut to you all cuddling on top of each other, dead asleep while the credits roll.

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tigerlilla · 2 years

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sparks

a bakugo x reader fic || pt 1

pt 2

no tws apply :)

every night was the same. you’d been keeping the same routine all three years of college. you loved it. so, of course, it changed.

a series of extremely unfortunate events involving a burst pipe and your dorm room had put you here, living in an unused hero study dorm room until futher notice.

you couldn’t really complain; the kitchen was bigger, the bathrooms nicer. the dorms here were different than most places. each area of study had a co-ed dorm that encouraged “community and school spirit,” or so they claimed.

mostly everyone had been very nice to you, smiling and asking if you needed any help. you knew who they all were. you were in the general study program focusing in journalism, of course you knew everything about ua’s favorite heroes. you may have even written a few pieces on some of them for the school newspaper.

you had your favorites and you definitely had least favorites. of course, one of them had to be sitting right before in you, putting a kink in your perfect night routine.

bakugo katsuki. you narrowed your eyes. he was sitting on the couch in front of the tv, a bottle of some sort dangled between his fingers, feet kicked up on the coffee table, sitting there in the dark spare for the light of the tv and a small lamp. at least the tv was on low volume.

you hadn’t talked to him in years. you’d heard he’d calmed down since all the shit went down his first year. still, you pictured him as the angry boy screaming at you for stepping on the back of his sneakers.

you creeped out from the hallway, walking into the kitchen behind him. he wouldn’t change your plans, you decided, puffing up your chest. you heated up a kettle of water, pulling a tea bag out from the cabinet. you made your sleepy time tea in your sleepy time mug and no one could stop you. not even bakugo katsuki.

you stepped back out into the living room, eyeing the lamp. it was on the side table on the opposite side of the couch of bakugo. because of course it had to be. your life was a comedy where everything was perfectly not perfect.

you raised your chin, walking over to the couch and sitting down. you opened up your book, folded your legs underneath you, and sipped on your tea. all without a word to bakugo.

younger bakugo would have screamed at you for sitting 6 feet away from him and cussed you out with words you didn’t even know. this bakugo just grunted and kept his eyes on the tv. some news program was playing.

maybe the rumors were true. this bakugo wasn’t the bakugo of the first year sports festival. this bakugo had seen some shit. deeply depressing and dark shit no 18 year old should have ever had to see.

whatever. you refused to make excuses for him.

you cared more about your book than spiky hair.

you nestled deeper in the couch cushion, settling in for a nice, night read.

…

you startled awake, sitting up quickly, your book falling out of your open hands. you blinked the sleep out of your eyes, looking all around you.

bakugo stood a few feet away, looking back over his shoulder at you. “sorry, didn’t mean to wake you.” he slouched off.

you narrowed your eyes; that was very weird. very weird. you’d written a few opinion pieces on bakugo and none of them were nice. you often criticized his attitude, his brashness with civilians, his anger management problems. he didn’t care about being kind or considerate.

right?

it was too late to be contemplating such things. you walked back to your room, empty mug and book in tow.

you’d think more tomorrow, after a good night’s sleep.

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you’d had the same problem every night. you’d lay down in bed, only to not be able to fall asleep and for your legs to twitch relentlessly.

you knew when you got in bed you wouldn’t be able to sleep, but you kept trying every night. then, you’d pull yourself out of bed and make tea. you had a stack of journalism books ready to lull you to sleep.

tonight, you picked up one about divisive writing. you grabbed your mug and set off down the hallway.

bakugo was on the couch again, another news program on tv. you slipped into the kitchen and made your tea.

he was still there when you walked back out, sitting in the middle of the sofa with his arm draped over the back. you sat your mug down on the coffee table and he scooted closer to the opposite side.

you gave him a slight smile of appreciation. one that was met with a good look of his profile. the blue glow of the tv made his features look sharper, rough and brawny.

you settled into the couch, massaging your sore thighs, nose already buried in your book.

…

you woke with a pain in your neck, literally and figuratively. you had fallen asleep on the couch again, your neck curled against the armrest.

it wasn’t unusual for you to fall asleep on the couch in your regular dorm, but two nights in a row was weird.

your book was neatly laid on the table, bookmark safetly in place. you didn’t remember closing your book. you would have just gone back to your room if you stopped reading.

maybe bakugo took it out of your hands. no. ha. no way.

you were just sleep deprived. that was all.

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a week went by with nothing weird. you’d read your book, drink your tea, stand up and excuse yourself. bakugo would grunt or mumble hello but that was it.

tonight was different. bakugo wasn’t on the couch when you walked into the living room. your frowned and sat down in your usual spot. it may take 21 days to form a habit but it took way less for you to get used to bakugo’s presence next to you on the couch. the room was even darker without the glow of the tv. it was too quiet.

you turned on the tv and changed the channel to the hero news network. you just needed the background noise.

you opened your book, but got only 5 pages read before he appeared.

his hair was wet, towel dried, sticking up all over the place. his black tshirt stuck to his wet skin. his hands were red, looking like they had been scrubbed raw. his face was stern, eyes dark, mouth a thin line. he said nothing, just sat down on the couch, sitting as far away from you as possible.

bakugo picked the remote up off the table, switching the tv to an online news stream.

you resisted the urge to ask him why. this streamer was well known for being a villain sympathizer. bakugo hadn’t watched his streams the last two nights. why now?

you switched your attention to the tv, tearing your eyes away from bakugo’s harsh features.

“again, we find ourselves asking, why are we putting our safety in the hands of teenagers?” the streamer laughed harshly. “the near disaster today should remind us of all of just how unsafe we are. will the young hero bakugo ever learn from his mistakes? how many of our children will be scarred and beaten before the safety commission takes away his license?”

phone recorded video played, screams and shouts heard in the background. a fuzzy bakugo was fighting a villain in the middle of the street, some sort of scarf dancing in the air. the video zoomed in to show the scarf wrapped around a screaming toddler, floating high in the air. fire raced up the scarf, dancing closer and closer to the child. the child screamed, leaning away from the flames. bakugo finally grabbed the child, but landed hard on the ground, the child wrapped in his arms. the scarf had been ripped, the fire on its edges put out. the video panned out to show the villain gone.

“folks,” the streamer said, “is bakugo a hero? did he not start the fire himself? when fighting a villain with a paper quirk, you gotta think the man would be careful with his fire. and this isn’t the only time bakugo has been careless. remember the oil fire last year? i sure do and-“

you stood up and yanked the remote from his hand, turning the tv off.

“what the fuck is wrong with you?” bakugo seethed, narrowing his eyes at you, grabbing for the remote. there was the angry boy you remembered.

“no, what the fuck is wrong with you?” you quipped back, keeping the remote behind you.

bakugo slumped, all anger disappearing. “fuck,” he ran a red hand over his face. “i know i fucked up. i was just trying-“

“what? no. i’m not- you’re not-“ you sighed. ��don’t watch that shit. don’t give him streams and money he doesn’t deserve. you saved that kids life. it doesn’t matter what went wrong, the kid is safe.”

he stared at you. “you wrote that article about the oil.”

you were surprised he knew who you were. you were just a lowly school journalist with a knack for getting in trouble for writing articles looking down on the school.

“you write shit articles about heroes all the time.”

you frown, “i write about the way society fails the children they send to fight their battles. there is something systemically wrong with a country who sends a 19 year old to fight a B rank villain by himself with civilian hostages and then bashes him online for making a mistake he wasn’t trained to handle.”

bakugo opens his mouth, but you aren’t done.

“you made a mistake today, but it was a mistake out of desperation to save the child. you are not the villain here, katsuki bakugo,” you point at the tv. “he is, for ever making you feel like one.”

bakugo is quiet, big red eyes looking up at you.

you’re out of breath, your hands on your hips. “okay,” you drop the remote on the couch, picking up your book, “i’m going to bed. good night.”

you walked away quickly, the reality of your outburst setting in. how embarrassing. and you left your mug on the table.

jesus christ. what a night.

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you were almost too embarrassed to go to the living room the next night. but what did you have to be embarrassed about? your outburst was all true. it was what you wrote about. it was what you were passionate about. honestly, it was a great on the spot reaction.

you snuck past the couch, bakugo stretched out, legs on the coffee table, arm on the back of the couch, and into the kitchen.

a kettle of hot water was waiting for you, your mug set on the counter by the stove. hmm. a crease was already settling between your eyebrows.

you padded out into the living room, plopping down on the couch.

“hey,” bakugo said, eyes meeting yours.

“did you set out the kettle?” you asked, unable to quell your curiosity.

bakugo turned his gaze back to the tv, “yeah.”

“thank you,” you said quietly.

bakugo said nothing.

you opened up your book. you had one chapter left. you were reading a cheesy, hallmark grade, cozy mystery that was going to end neatly with a bow around it. you secretly enjoyed it.

you finished your chapter quickly with a happy sigh. it ended exactly how you had predicted on page 10. how satisfying. you felt in control of one thing, at least.

“good night, bakugo,” you said quietly, standing up from your spot on the couch.

his eyes flickered to yours, then back to the tv.

oh, how nice sleep would be after a day like today.

…

you racked your brain for everything bad you had done in the past few weeks. nothing seemed bad enough to deserve this punishment. you just wanted sleep. sweet, peaceful sleep.

but no.

instead, you laid in bed, your mind unable to shut off. your legs twitched, anxious to be moved every five minutes.

ugh.

you got out of bed, throwing on an oversized hoodie. you practically stomped back into the kitchen. hopefully, your sleepytime tea would actually bring you sleepytime.

you stopped and slid a few inches in your socks. the tv was still on in the living room. you moved to investigate it.

“bakugo?” you frowned. “why are you still up? it’s 3 in the morning. don’t you have training at 7?”

he turned to look at you, dark eyes meeting yours. “can’t sleep.”

you nodded, walking over to the couch. “me neither.”

bakugo was sitting in the middle of the couch instead of his usual all-the-way-to-the-left. you sat down beside him, much closer than usual. if you set your hand beside you, your fingers would brush his thigh. you weren’t thinking about that at all. not even a little bit.

the office reruns played on the tv. very different than the typical news programs he watched.

you would laugh quietly every time something funny happened, but bakugo was stoic as ever. you weren’t convinced he wasn’t sleeping with his eyes open.

on second thought, it was weird seeing bakugo so quiet. he had changed since his first year.

the company picnic episode came on. maybe it’d make your brain calm down enough you could sleep.

…

a ridiculously loud and annoying alarm woke you up. you reached for your phone, not bothering to pick your head up. your pillow shifted and you groaned. no wonder you couldn’t sleep, your bed was extremely uncomfortable.

you sat up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, slowly adjusting to the dark room.

the tv was still on. wait. you didn’t have a tv in your room. the living room. you were on the living room couch. your hand wasn’t on your night table, but a hard, muscular thigh. bakugo. shit, bakugo.

you shifted away, surprise waking you up uncomfortably quickly. “shit, sorry. fuck, my bad.”

bakugo didn’t seem to hear you. he was throwing his now silent phone down, reclining back against the couch. his arm was still around you, fingers grazing your back. bakugo’s head was on the back bar of the couch, closed eyes looking up at the ceiling.

you looked at him, pursing your lips. you slipped off the couch. “good night, bakugo,” you whispered.

you got into bed, mind fuzzy and quiet, spare for an image of a boy with spiky, blonde hair.

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tvgals · 1 year

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‘ HAKUNA MATATA ‘

aizawa x black! fem! reader

aizawa and his pregnant wife’s favorite movie <3

notes: inspired by my mom because her favorite disney movie is the lion king and cried in theaters during the live action

“again, y/n? it’s like the third time today. and it’s only 5:00!” aizawa laughs, walking into the apartment takeout in hand. aizawa got you pregnant almost five months ago. pregnancy hasn’t been easy whatsoever. cravings and feelings bouncing all around inside of you

. “yeah…it’s a good movie!” you giggle, rubbing a hand over your stomach. aizawa playfully rolls his eyes, sitting at the end of the couch, avoiding your feet. he placed the takeout on the coffee table. “here, baby.” he says, handing you your shrimp fried rica and egg rolls. “thank you shō’” you say, eyes never peeling from the tv screen. shōta smiles at you, never in a million years would he have thought he’d settle down and have a baby. never. “what is it with-“ shōta was cut off by you shushing him, the best part of the movie was on, where nala and simba were stuck in the elephant graveyard. shōta smiles, and eats his takeout. “love you y/n.”

short as hell 🫡

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summerlovingbaby · 2 years

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Little Things They Do (mha edition)

SHINSOU

he falls asleep in front of you

shinsou doesn’t sleep much

and when he does it’s usually alone

he simply only falls asleep in front of people that he trust

if he had to sleep infront of someone that he didn’t trust he would always make sure to fall asleep last and always slept light

but in front of you he naps quite often

its always close enough to where he is touching you

or something of that sort

and he sleeps quite heavy

the only reason he does that is because he trusts you completely

BAKUGOU

he asks you for help

bakugou is not one to ask for help ever

he would rather die or suffer in silence than admit he can’t do something

but one night

he was up studying quite often and he just wasn’t understanding

so he asks you for help

is really cute about it too

listens as you explain this complicated math problem to him

and thanks you for your help aftwerwords

he tries not to make asking for help a habit

but he will ask you for help if he is really struggling

and he gets really sweet and cuddly when he asks

KIRISHIMA

he cries infront of you

he always tries to be everyones rock

he tries to stay strong and tough

expecially for you who he tries to protect

he tries to be your rock

but he can’t be strong for everyone

no matter how hard he tries

and sometimes the world gets to much for him

and he can’t take it

and he cries

and he reaches out to you for comfort

the gesture is really sweet bc he never cries in front of anyone

and he goes to you to comfort him

because he trusts you that much.

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xotomesimpx · 2 years

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Bio Bud's: Bakugo Katsuki x (F)Reader

Featuring awkward mom moment's with Bakugo's mom.

So it was no surprise that there was a big biology/science project coming up. And everyone in class 1-A was a little on edge about it. Seeing this Aizawa let loose a little. "I will allow you guy's to pick a partner for the assignment. No more than 3 people for a group though. And pick your partner or team members wisely." Everyone was quick to partner up with a friend rather than someone useful.

Bakugo was going to partner with Kirishima but discovered that he partner with Mina and Kota. He grumbled and glanced around the room but any other option he had was taken. He looked at Mineta "No" Glanced at Hakagure "Definitely not." Until finally his eyes landed on you. You typically kept to yourself and often were left to do projects on your own. All of which turned out great in the past. Did I also mention you were a bit of a science/biology geek.

So it was pretty clear you and him were polar opposites though. You were carefree, mellow, and pretty delicate when you talked to others. having your moments of harshness if needed. You were like a gust of fresh air that never got old. Bakugo the loud, sometimes overbearing, and of course violent.

Match made in hell

He wanted to do it at your house more so. But you couldn't that day. So you had to pick his house to work on the assignment for today. "Turn around dumbass!" Bakugo hastingly shouted at you after you took notice of baby photos of him that were left out.

Hearing this you came face to face with his mom and how the two acted. You decided to let them have their moment and set up out in his backyard. "Where the fuck did she go?!" His mom chided him for not being more welcoming to his guest or keeping an eye on you.

Once he came out and you bickered with him over who should get the supplys from the toolbox. His mom peeped her head out and cleared her throat as bakugo huffed. "UUUGgh fine!" He grabbed the list of supplys and went back inside.While you waited Mitsuki stepped out and the two of you got accuainted.

Time Skip~

It has been a few days and one of Mitsuki's favorite past times is doing the dishes and listen to the two of you banter with each other. It almost reminded her and Bakugo's dad. (Who also took notice) both would laugh every now and then from how equally snarky you were with her son.

She would be that Mama Bear type who would get mad if anyone else did that to her son. But given you were friend's (few friends) and she every now and then started to notice how a little less reckless and rough her son was getting. It gave her peace of mind knowing you knew how to handle her son. She knows for a fact not many can.

She would sometimes let you even stay a bit longer to eat dinner. Only to at some point make it awkward or slightly tease Bakugo for getting all soft and less gruff if you were around.

"What the fuck happened to you swearin' like a sailor at the table?" She raised a brow at her son as she took a bite of her food, he grumbled "This damn idiot made a fucking swear jar." He did not realize his mistake until you lightly nudged him. "Bakugo that will be another 10 cents." He huffed and dropped his fork "Fuck!" He digged in he pocket as you watched. "Scratch that 20..."

You were practically like family by the end of the week. And Mitsuki finally sat you all down together while she was scrapbooking and saving photos. "Aww and here he is on his first day at the beach. He tried knocking other kids sand castle's down." Mitsuki pointed at the photo reminiscing as you held back your chuckles.

"Mom, can't you do that when y/n is gone Jesus!" Bakugo tried grabbing the scrapbook from his mom's hands. "Oh calm down this might not be her first time seeing your goofy face!" She flicked him over the head and sat back down. "Plus we got three more pages to look at." She chirped as she settled in looking over the other photos.

"Aww and here is me and your father cuttin' the wedding cake. Idiot got icing on my dress so we both ended up with it on our faces." She looked at the picture fondly seeing younger her and the man she loved laughing away at the mess.

Bakugo snorted "Laaame!" Mitsuki hit him on his head lightly. "You say that now but you wait before you know it. This will be you and y/n." She said with a devious grin as Bakugo flushed and stammered "No- no way that will ever happen hag!"

"Didn't you say something similar when Mr, Bakugo brought up marrying you someday?" You glanced at Mitsuki as she laughed "Yes, I did and look where we are."

It was a day before the project had to be turned in and Bakugo and you were finished your project early. So you decided to hand it in early to be done with it. "I have to admit... You are not a bad partner." Bakugo grumbled "And you are not as loud as I thought." You hummed with a chuckles as he glared. Not with your typical death glare but a softer one. "Oh shut up. Now let's turn this dam project in" He muttered annoyed and set the project on the table at the back of the class. "That would be ten cents." He rolled his eyes and thought. and gave you the change. "With how much you cuss you could have bought a house." It went silent as he looked at you .

"Where is all that change going towards anyway." You tilt your head and think "Hmmm not sure use it to how we'd like. We'll put it to use at some point for sure though." He nodded in a agreement "And one last question how about you put in some for all the time you cussed, nerd?" You sigh "Oh fine."You dug in your school bag and put some change aside to add to the jar later. "fifty cents should be enough." You muttered as he shook his head "No, scratch that add twenty cents more." Bakugo spoke coldly as you rolled your eyes and added more coins. As you two left the classroom Bakugo looked at you "Also another thing." Bakugo grinned watching your face turn in annoyance.

"Dinner is at around five today." You punched him in the arm lightly. "Damn you Katsu- Bakugo!" You fixed your wording as he glared at you. "It's Katsuki to you, bitch." You waved him off as you left "Yeah yeah see you at five, ya goof!"

Dinner went on as usual with everyone rambling about their day. It got to you "I was getting ready to fight someone who had the audacity to ram into me while in the hall's. But Katsuki had the great idea of dragging me back into the classroom." Bakugo spat back "The bell was about to ring what was i supposed to do, let you get detention?!" The two of you went back and forth with each other as Mitsuki and Masaru gleamed from opposite ends of the table.

"Alright, alright y'alls temper is getting hot not the food! Shush and eat it before it get cold for shits sake!" Mitsuki broke up the bickering and chuckled and she looked back at Masaru. "They argue like an old married couple." Masaru nodded and stiffled a small laugh. "Yes they do indeed."

"Daaad not you two old man." Katsuki grumbled as everyone went back to eating.

And yes Mitsuki noticed you two are on first name basis. Also yes, she has some wedding ideas saved to her Pintrest cause of you two. And most importantly yes, she loves you. Also she may or may not have slipped up and reffered to you as her daughter-in law by accident. (she was embarrassed too dw)

You also wondered what happened to some of the money in you now virtual tip jar. Since you deposited it into a shared account with Katsuki on an app. You did this so both of you had access to it.

Final grades were setting in as Aizawa handed out the rubric to everyone. Some students looked thrilled, others not so much. He handed you both your's and gave a nod. "You two did a better job than expected. Good work." Once he walked away Bakugo grabbed your rubric and looked it over before checking his. "What the hey Kats-" He tsked hidding his creeping blush. Making it seem like he was looking at his paper. "We both got 100%." You leaned down and picked up your paper from the floor but saw something glitter from your school bag.

You grabbed it carefully and pulled out a silver heart locket attached to a chain. "Who's is this?" You asked and raised up the necklace to the other girls in class. They all shrugged "None of us have something like that I don't think." Momo spoke with a shrug until Mina cheered "It is from a secret admirer duh!" Her and Hakagure bubble in delight at who it could be from. You sat down and glanced at bakugo who rolled his eyes. Until something caught your eye, the gold heart locket you saw. Concealed from under his baggy dress shirt.

#bakugo x reader #bakugo x y/n #bhna headcanons #bnha fanfiction #mha x reader #bakugo katuski x reader #katsuki x reader

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armins-main-hoe · 1 year

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Todoroki x reader twins!au

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So I’m just over here thinking what it would be like to be Shoto Todoroki’s twin. You both would look exactly identical. Only difference being your genders and his scar he got from when your mother poured boiling water onto his face.

As kids before the two of you got your quirks, you both were very close. One would not go anywhere or do anything without the other. The rest of your family members had such a hard time trying to get the two of you to separate.

Your father was happy with having you and Shoto. He thought that you both would develop the same quirk, the quirk that was also the quirk he wanted his ‘ideal’ child to have. Now he could have two children with his ‘ideal’ quirk? Why wouldn’t this man be overjoyed?

Shoto had developed his quirk a few weeks before you did. Endeavour saw small Shoto’s quirk and felt proud. You watched as he showered Shoto in praises the day he got his quirk. You watched as the two of them began to spend more time together doing ‘quirk training’.

Slowly, you began to see Shoto less often. You remember one day where you were playing with your older sister and brothers, you remember seeing Shoto looking at you three from the second floor. You were about to call him over to play too but before you could, you saw your father give you glare and pull Shoto away. You couldn’t help but feel as if your father no longer cared about you. You became another child he just happened to have, a mistake.

This was why when you first got your quirk, the first thing you did was find your father. You ran around the house as fast as your tiny 5 year old legs could, opening every door to find him. When you found him, he was with Shoto of course, you looked up at him with a massive grin.

“Guess what!”

Your father looked down at you, wondering whether or not he should tell you off for interrupting Shoto’s training. Shoto looked at you confused. Why did you look so happy?

“I got my quirk!” You told him. Your father. The first person who came to your mind when you saw your new ability.

Endeavour was surprised, he was starting to think that you might be quirkless a few days ago. He waited for you to show him your quirk. He felt some excitement from what he felt before, he got his hopes up thinking you have the same quirk as Shoto. He could now create not just one perfect hero, but two. He couldn’t wait.

Yet all his excitement and joy quickly faded away when he saw small squirts of water come out from your hand. It seemed that you did get both your father and mother’s quirk combined. Just not in the way he was desperately hoping for. He turned around and told you off for wasting his time.

Shoto was actually surprised when he saw your quirk. He wanted to ask you questions and ask you to do different tricks with your quirk. He wanted to go and hug you when he saw tears form in your eyes, the same eyes he has but his father stopped him. He told Shoto that today’s training is not over.

You walked away and went to go cry quietly in your room. When dinner time came around, your mother came looking fro you to call you to the table. She saw you asleep in your room with some angry red irritated skin around your eyes from crying. She quickly figured that you had cried yourself to sleep. Feeling her heart break at the sight of you, she picked you up in her arms and gently woke you up.

When you woke up and saw your mother’s soft expression, you burst into tears again, telling her your father’s reaction to your quirk. She was happy to hear you got a quirk, shocked that she didn’t find out till now and angry at her husband for making her daughter feel like this. After cheering you up, you both went down to eat dinner with the rest of your family.

You don’t believe you will ever forget that night. You won’t forget the way your mother announced your new quirk to your siblings who didn’t know, you won’t forget your father’s comments, you could not forget the argument your mother and father got into and you could most definitely never forget how that argument ended with your mother on the floor and your father standing before her.

As you and Shoto grew up, you both ended up hating your quirks. Shoto promised himself that he would become a hero using only his mother’s quirk as revenge for what his father did. You hated your quirk and wished everyday that you could get another quirk. The one your father wanted you to have. Maybe then he wouldn’t have hurt your mother, maybe then he would actually see you.

As you and Shoto grew up, you both ended up hating each other. You hated him for having his quirk. You hated him for having father’s best interest. You hated him for becoming distant. Shoto hated you for having your quirk. He hated you for not having father’s best interest, he hated you for being able to do whatever you wanted. He hated you for having freedom and yet you were so ungrateful about it.

Despite not having trained you personally, Endeavour enrolled both you and Shoto to UA. You knew that you really just became his back up plan but at least he thought about you, at least he gave you the chance to attend one of the best schools in Japan. Right?

You ended up in the same class as your brother yet even then the two of you avoided each other as much as you could. The only time you two would ever talk would be whenever you absolutely had to. The rides home would be just as quiet as the rides to school.

However, on a brighter note, you did manage to make friends a lot more quicker than your brother since you were the ‘nicer’ twin. Two of your closest friends being Jirou and Momo.

As you spent your days going to UA, your friends helped you slowly realise that being a hero isn’t only your father’s dream. It can be your own too. Your classmates would genuinely compliment your quirk, helping you believe that your quirk isn’t a waste of time at all.

If there was anything good that your father did for you, then that would be enrolling you into this school. Even when villains somehow got into the school during a training session, even when you could swear you peed yourself a little because of how scared you were, you still were grateful that you came to UA.

When the sports festival came around, your classmates thought of this as a chance to show off in front of the entire world, to you and your bother however, you both thought of this as a chance to to show off to your father, Shoto saw this as a chance to show his father just how capable he is without using his fire quirk, you saw this as a chance to show your father just how capable you are with your ‘disappointment’ for a quirk. It was all going well, both you and your brother were doing pretty well in the festival.

That was until you had a solo match against him. Now, everyone in the audience were looking forward to your fight against your brother. Even your father who you saw watching you from all the way above you in the stands. This could really be your chance to show him that you aren’t a mistake. No, you are far from it.

Shoto thought of you as another stepping stone to step on to reach his goal. Neither of you saw this as a friendly match against your sibling, no both of you couldn’t see each other as siblings. You could only see each other as rivals who happen to come from the same womb.

Even when your match begun, neither of you spoke anything to each other, simply throwing attacks towards each other.

You never had actually gone against your brother in a physical fight before so even though you were determined to win, you did not quite know how to. You knew you could use your water quirk against him whenever he used his fire but he has always been so against using his father quirk so there was no point. Water would be useless against ice.

You had to quick to attack him first and keep him on the defending end.

As soon as the match began you sent water spears his way as fast as you could but he blocked them with ice and sent a few ice shards your way. Dodging them you tried to get closer to him. You may have never fought against your brother but there have been times where you watched him train from afar. You knew that while he does have this amazing quirk, it has also prevented him from being just as good at short distance attacks.

That means your best chance at winning is by getting as close as you can get to him. You ran towards him, dodging every attack he throws at you but just as you thought you ere nearly close enough to attack, he sent a large wall of ice your way.

Yep, you’re done for. No way you can dodge that.

You out your hands up as an attempt to shield yourself from the ice. You close your eyes and waited to the impact but it never came. You slowly open your eyes, looking to see why you hadn’t been thrown across the floor by ice.

Your eyes widened as well as everyone else’s when they saw what was happening. You had went some water to fight the ice, not really expecting anything to happen since you did it by instinct but your water covered his ice and turned into ice itself and stoped his attack.

Shoto was also shocked when he saw that you managed to stop an attack so large with just water. As silence filled the arena, it hit you both what happened.

You can produce and manipulate water.

Ice is simply a form of water.

Therefore, you can control ice too if some of your own water mixes in with it.

Slowly, a big grin appeared on your face. Defeating Shoto might just be easier than you thought since you can put out his fire and control his ice. Water really isn’t so useless after all.

You had to think again when you found yourself with recovery girl when you woke up. You asked her what happened and why you were here. Then you quickly asked her who won the match, you or Shoto.

“You have to take it easy dear, you passed out after over using your quirk and therefore your brother won the match.”

You groaned, flopping your head back against the pillow.

“You and your brother have terribly alike, had you not been a girl then we would have a very hard time telling who is who.” You heard her say.

She’s wrong actually, even if you were a boy, your bother had that scar on his face so actually, telling the two of you apart would still be a piece of cake.

“Well we are twins.” You mumble back to her.

She hums. “Must have been difficult to fight your own brother.”

You knew she meant difficult as in ‘oh no, how could I ever hurt my own brother’.

“Yeah, it was.”

To you, it was difficult in the sense ‘why does this bastard have to be so good at everything’.

“I suppose it was difficult for him too, the poor boy was panicking when he saw you fainted.”

“What?”

You looked at the small lady in surprise. No, he should be happy that he won. Why would he ever care about whether he hurt you or not. He never did before so why the sudden change of heart?

“Yes, he actually-”

The door opened and another staff member came to tell recovery girl that there will be another injured student arriving soon. Recovery girl then told you to go back and watch the remaining matches when you feel better and drink lots of water throughout the day since you were pretty dehydrated from using your quirk to fight so intensely.

You suppose that even though you lost, you still gained a lot from the fight. You discovered how much more you can do with your quirk and also how you can defeat your brother in a fight. Though he was sending some large attacks your way, you could still tell that he was holding back. He was underestimating you, thinking it really would not take much to defeat you. You knew he could do so much more since you have seen him train with your father. You think that once you have trained this new ability of your quirk, even his largest and strongest attack wouldn’t be able to lay a single scratch on you.

By the time you reached the stands and sat down where your classmates were, you saw that the final match had already begun.

It was Shoto fighting against Bakugo. You had interacted a few times with Bakugo. Enough times to know that he doesn’t like you anymore than he likes your brother. You tried being nice to him when you first started school but you decided on avoiding conversation with him when you saw how hot headed he was. Someone like him could only ever be easily befriended by someone who has amazing social skills. Not someone like you, who tries to be friendly but still gets awkward sometimes.

You weren’t going to lie, you were a bit interested to see who would win in a match, Shoto who you had seen train his whole life till now, or some explosion boy who never took no as an answer.

As you were watching, Jirou whispered to you what happened between the match of Midoriya and Shoto.

“He started using his fire quirk too! It was crazy intense between the two. The teachers had to step in and stop them.”

What?

No way.

Fire? Shoto? Never.

“You’re joking.”

“I’m not! I swear!”

You looked back at the fight. You could only see him using his ice to fight against his opponent. Now, you kept watching intensely to see if he would use his fire side. You knew he would become so much more stronger if he did but you weren’t sure if you wanted him to become any stronger than he is now. After all, that would only make it even more difficult to prove your worth to your family if he proved himself even better.

So you kept watching, waiting to see what this match would result in. Midoryia had seemed to catch something you didn’t since he yelled at Shoto to encourage him use his fire. You saw Bakugo propel himself through the stage by setting off explosions around, encasing himself in a twister-like wind. Everyone heard him yell the name of his move “Howister Impact”. Though that was a fascinating move, what caught your eye the most was the flames present on Shoto’s left side.

His flames died out just as Bakugo’s attack hit him. Sending him flying across the stage and breaking his ice apart as well. You saw him lay there unconscious with so many cuts and scratches on him. Your chest felt tight and it got a little hard to breath.

What’s going on? Why do you feel like this? Is Shoto okay? Will you be okay now that he can use his flames? What will he think of you now?

You can’t breath. No why can’t you breath? Breathing is meant to be easy. What’s going on? Why won’t Shoto get up? Why can’t you just BREATH?

“Hey! Y/N! Snap out of it.” You turned your head to see Jirou shaking your shoulder, her eyes were filled with concern and you finally found it in you to breath. Once you somewhat found your breath again, you stood up and left the stands. You don’t think you can stay there right now with so many people around.

“I need to go.” You told your friend before you left.

You did not know exactly where you were going to go. You just kept walking and walking till you ended up in front of a door. A door you recognised as the infirmary.

Do you go in? Should you see him?

Wait, would he even want to see you right now?

You want to ask him so many questions but you knew that if you did go to see him, all those questions would die at your tongue. You did not know what to do.

Just then the door opened and recovery girl stepped out. She looked a little shocked to see you standing right outside the door but she soon smiled at you.

“Do you need anything dear? Or are you here to see your brother?”

“Um..” Well you were here to see him but you just don’t know if you should see him.

You saw recovery girl nod and open the door a little wider for you.

“There is another boy there too but your brother is in the last bed on the far left. He will be waking up any time soon.”

You nodded back at her and said thank you before walking in. She did not follow you back in since she mentioned she had to quickly go and get something but she will be back in a few minutes. She wouldn’t usually go out an leave students unattended but they were in a stable condition and all that was left was for them to wake up. It seems like whatever she needed to get was pretty important.

Each step you took towards his bed was hesitant. The last time you were by his side when he woke up was probably back when you were small kids. The last time you seemed to care so much was also back when you were kids. You softly called out his name to see if he was awake before pulling the curtain back. He didn’t say anything so you pulled the curtain back and stepped in.

You saw him laying down on the bed, as you got closer you could see all the scratches he has on his face. He looked quite peaceful sleeping even though he went through such an intense match. Your hand slowly came up to gently brush some strands of his hair away from his eyes. Looking at him right now made you think whether or not you really do ‘hate’ him. It isn’t like he picked and chose his quirk. Not like you got to choose either but it doesn’t change the fact that its because of him that your father pushed you away.

No, you shouldn’t blame him. It’s not his fault. Honestly, right now you don’t quite know who to blame, your father, him, you or your quirk.

He still had not woken up yet. You stood there awkwardly for a bit. You then decided on leaving when he didn’t wake after a while. You turned around to leave and grabbed the end of the curtain. You weren’t sure what you came here to do anyway.

“Y/n?” He called out to you. His voice sounded a little weak but you didn’t turn around. You just stopped. “What are you doing?”

Shit, did he have to wake up now?

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. I’ll be going now.”

You didn’t wait to hear if he wanted you to stay or not and left. Maybe sometime later you both will be able to talk. Or not.

Either way, you decided to take some time to yourself and think things through.

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First thing he noticed about you

Izuku Midoriya: Everything. Every time he looks at you, he notices a new detail that he hadn’t seen before. A new shade in your eyes, the way the light hits your skin, a new expression or emotion that crosses your face. It’s endlessly fascinating, and he can’t get enough.

Katsuki Bakugo: He was immediately drawn to your intense, piercing eyes that seemed to bore right into his soul. You have a way about you that radiates strength and power and you carried yourself with such confidence and certainty that it was easy to see why people were drawn to you. He was intrigued by your sense of self, and your ability to command respect without having to try.

Shoto Todoroki: He was immediately intrigued by your sense of fashion, and your dark sense of humor made him laugh on more than one occasion. He finds you as a fascinating person to talk to, and your conversations always leave him feeling enlightened and educated about something new.

Tenya Ida: He saw you across a room, he was immediately struck by your beauty. He found it strange that he could see it all in an instant - your intelligence, your sense of humor, your capacity for kindness. He finds you to be extraordinary. And the first time you spoke, he felt as though you had known each other for centuries.

Fumikage Tokoyami: The first thing he had noticed about you was your bright and vibrant energy. Your presence immediately caught his attention and he was drawn in by your charisma and confidence.

Hitoshi Shinso: Your voice. How calm and smooth it was. How soothing you could be. The way you listened, truly listened even if Shinso took a while to open up about most things, even when you were not just waiting for your turn to speak. He could talk to you for hours.

Denki Kaminari: You always seemed willing to try new things and step out of your comfort zone, and he really admired that about you. You truly embrace the new and unexpected and seem to approach everything with curiosity and wonder.

Eijiro Kirishima: Your eyes also stood out the most to him--they were beautiful and expressive like no others he had ever seen. They were soulful and seemed to shine with an inner light like they were windows to your soul. He had never seen anyone like you before and knew in that instant that he wanted to get to know you better.

Mashirao Ojiro: He was intrigued by your creativity and intelligence, and your sense of humor immediately made him feel at ease. It was clear from the first time he met you that you were a special person with endless potential, and he wanted to get to know you on a deeper level.

Mirio Togata: He was immediately drawn to your sense of style and confidence. You seemed like someone who could take on any challenge with grace. Your determination and tenacity was evident from your early interactions and he appreciated that you always seemed to be looking for opportunities to connect with others and help out where you could. He saw a lot of himself in you and instantly felt drawn to you.

Tamaki Amajiki: Your voice, and your laughter, the little crinkles around your eyes when you smile, the way your teeth show when you smile, the way you're always so positive despite everything negative happening around you, there’s so much that he immediately noticed about you.

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