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yourneighborbakugou · 3 years

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A Weeks Adventure (Part 2)

Pairing: Bakugou Katuski x Reader Warnings: mentions of smut Read Part One Word Count: ~4k A/N: Happy Birthday to our gremlin Bakugou! There’s so much birthday content out right now for Bakugou I can’t wait to read them all! I hope you all enjoy this because lowkey, sis stayed up super late to finish it and my eyes this morning felt like they were going to explode. It’s not perfect but I hope you like it. Thanks for reading 😊

“I will beat you, Bakugou Katsuki.” You take your napkin and tuck it in your shirt and stare into the soul of your husband’s eyes.

“And I will enjoy every second of it.” Your eyes darken as the competitor in you takes over.

“I’d like to see you try.” Bakugou tucks his napkin into his shirt as well, ready for the challenge.

“Ladies and gentlemen.” A lady speaks through the intercom. “The competition for the most bowls of spicy tonkotsu ramen eaten in 5 minutes, begins….NOW!”

5 minutes later, the whistle is blown and all competitors raise their hands. You gulp down the soup you’ve held in your cheeks and count your bowels--6. Six bowls, you think you’ve done a good job considering others next to you barely had 5. Turning to Bakugou your eyes widened as you recounted his bowls for a 3rd time--10 bowls!!

Bakugou wipes his lips and if you could swipe the shit eating grin he had right now you would in a heartbeat. So how did you both end up here at an eating competition? Let’s rewind 5 days.

Sunday

The sun rises on Sunday morning brighter than Bakugou remembers. Today was the first day of his week off. Snuggled next to him laid your figure, enclosed inside his arms. He takes a moment to snuggle his nose on your head before pulling you closer to him, as if you weren’t already close enough.

“‘Suki, what are you doing?” You chuckle as you felt his hold tighten.

“Should I stop?” He placed a kiss behind your ear.

“Stay. 5 more minutes yeah?” You asked teasingly though you knew what the answer would be.

“How about the whole week?”

You immediately open your eyes, turn to him in disbelief.

“That’s not cool, Bakugou Katuski.” You pout which only makes him laugh. He knew you meant serious business when you called him by his full name.

“Should I call Ei that I’m heading in then?” He perks a brow your way, challenging you to fight him if you felt he was lying.

You both lay in silence for a few seconds as the fact that he had the whole week off sets in. Bakugou knew you were happy when your lips began to slowly curve before a full blown smile emerged. You threw your arms over him in excitement and snuggled your face on his neck.

You wasted no time having your husband all to yourself the entire week. Today you chose to relax at home to binge watch your favorite show and plan activities for the week. Midway through the opening, your mind starts to wander. What exactly would you both do? You had only planned for 2 days of activities.

“Earth to Y/N.” Bakugou flicks your forehead. “You missed half the show, woman. I thought you wanted to watch this?”

You apologize and explain your worries to him. Having him for the entire week, though you’re super happy about it, it feels wrong since you weren’t sure what you both would do with the extra time off.

“You worry too much.” Is all he says before getting up to cook lunch for you both. You sit across the counter creating a list, mumbling like Deku would with his hero analysis, debating about things you both can do. You’ve looked at numerous websites online to get ideas but only a few ideas have really stood out.

Bakugou brings a plate of food over to you and takes a peak at what you’re doing--a fresh piece of paper with a list and a crumbled old note that looks like ideas you had for the 2 days you originally planned for.

You stop writing to take a bite from your husband’s deliciously home cooked meal and Bakugou takes this opportunity to snatch your list to read. Reading down the list, he immediately read the last bullet again to make sure he read it right.

Visit a temple? -- Absolutely

Hiking - No, you do this regularly and you don’t want to be sore

Gym - Absolutely not.

Beach -- A must

Skydiving -- Why pay for this when your husband can do this for free

Food adventure -- Yes!

Picnic -- yes yes yes!

Watch a movie -- plan Z if all else fails

Make babies

You’ve been happily married for 3 years and the talk of having children comes from time to time. You both agreed that until you’re both ready, the other won’t push for it.

He slowly moves the paper away from his face and you ready yourself with a big smile. This was one of the many surprises you had for him. You were ready to be the mother to his children.

Seeing your expression he understood. His heart exploded at your confession and for a second, you swore you saw tears form in his beautiful red eyes, eyes you can’t wait for your children to have.

“That’s not cool, Bakugou Y/N.” He teased with your famous line earlier that morning.

Monday

Locking the front door to your home, you excitedly walk over to your car where Bakugou was already in the front seat, ready to go. Opening the passenger door, you take a seat and the smile you carried from the front door to your car doesn’t cease.

“Ready?” He placed his hand on your thigh.

“Ready.” You hold his hand in yours and the excitement for the next few days of what you both planned was now in motion.

First stop? Visiting a temple for offerings and prayers.

The temple wasn’t crowded, thankfully. You drag Bakugou along, buying food from the stalls nearby for breakfast--everything from sweet to savory. You take a bit into your fresh taiyaki and hum in approval. Bakugou steals a bite from your taiyaki before nodding in agreement and walking away.

“Hey, you thief!” You trail behind him laughing.

With a full stomach, you head to the temizuya (water pavilion) for cleansing. Together, you both gently toss a coin into the saisen-bako (offertory box) before making your way to the bell on the haiden to make your prayer. You bow twice to greet the kami-sama (deities), then clap twice to show appreciation, and end with a silent prayer. On cue, you both do your last departing bow.

The air after prayer always gets you. It was a strange, calm feeling. What did you pray for? You both thought. Bakugou wears a faint smile as he holds your hand firmly in his. Hand in hand, you descend the temple.

With the sun setting in the distance, and the drive to your destination being a few hours away, you let yourself slowly drift to sleep.

Tuesday - Birthday Boy

Today was the big day -- Bakugou’s birthday. Day 1 of your 2 day plan for your husband--watch the sunrise, picnic, make babies.

Your face warms at the thought of the last activity. Stepping out of the bathroom, you watch Bakugou lay in bed shirtless. Yeah, you were so ready for the last activity.

Bakugou stirs awake when a familiar figure lowers onto him. His instinctively holds you by your hips and gives you a gentle squeeze. You pepper his face with kisses which cause him to smile.

“You’re up early.” He speaks in his morning voice--deep and so, so hot.

“We have to leave soon before we miss the sunrise.” You give him one last kiss on his cheek.

Bakugou opens an eye to look up at your figure. You’re already all dressed and ready to go. With the warm weather this week, even the early morning couldn’t escape the heat. It’s not a surprise to him that you opted for a tank and shorts.

When you feel the tint in his boxers you know exactly what he was thinking.

“Suki, no.” You protest, ready to get off him but his firm grip on you doesn’t allow you to.

“Birthday boy calls the shots.” In an instant, he has you flipped and on your back. “And I say the sunrise I want to see is right here.”

He’s fingers dance on your waist, kissing you by your ear, making his way back to your lips. Your resolve crumbles as he takes the lead. With your consent, he helps you out of your clothes and the desire in him fuels him to love every inch of your body. Bakugou made sweet love to you as the sun rose in the distance.

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“What a beautiful day, don’t you think?” You raise your arms, soaking in the sun. You pack the baskets and blankets into the trunk of the car in a hurry.

“Are you going to tell me where we’re going yet?” Bakugou walks out towards you putting in his orange tee.

You’re too busy admiring your husband to let the annoyance in his tone bother you.

“If you keep looking at me like that we might not go anywhere today, sweetheart. Unless…” Bakugou lowers himself to you and stops a breath away.

You want to protest so bad but god, he looked so good and when you really think about how lucky you are to be his wife you can’t help but feel so much pride. You had the Bakugou Katsuki, aka Pro Hero Dynamight.

You were his Bakugou Y/N.

You knew he was teasing by stopping a mere breath away. Getting another kiss wouldn’t be so bad. You leaned in fast to steal a kiss. But not fast enough. Bakugou anticipated your steal.

“Didn’t you say we were going to be late?” He leans back and walks past you.

You’re left feeling embarrassed that he caught on. Even after all these years, you still get butterflies like the first day you met.

The drive to the cliff you wanted to have a picnic at was not far. Better yet, you both had the place to yourselves.

“Wear these.” You hand your husband a black silk eye mask who was leaning on the driver side door.

“It’ll only be for a minute, I promise.” You add, feeling the protest in his eyes.

“Fine.” He says before he pulls the mask over his eyes and you get to work.

Bakugou is focused on your movements since it’s the only thing ensuring him that you were okay. He hears your footsteps go to the trunk before hearing the trunk open. The car gently shakes as you remove something you’ve packed in the morning.

Last night, he woke up sometime after midnight when he heard noises coming from the kitchen. Leaning against the bedroom door, he did his best to hide in the shadow of the darkness as he watched you prepare for today.

All his life he’s always wondered if he was worthy of anyone’s love. He was grumpy, loud and brash and you were anything but that. He’s never wished time would stop until he met you--your gorgeous E/C eyes that twinkles in the light, beautiful smile that made his heart beat faster, and when you call him by his name he swears he can’t breath.

Watching you from afar prepare what seems to be lunch, he’s reminded how special you are to him. Bakugou retreats from the door and back to bed to let you finish the surprise he knows you worked so hard to prepare.

It’s been a few minutes since he’s heard you return to the car. He calls out to you but hears nothing.

“Y/N!” He calls one more time. He doesn’t let another second pass after you don’t respond. Removing the mask and looking around, his eyes adjust to the blinding light.

When the blinding light begins to color the world around him, the first thing he spots in the distance is you. You’re standing in front of a blanket with food all around and holding a cake with a sparkling candle.

Bakugou is yet again, mesmerized by your spirit and love. He smiles making his way to you before stopping a few feet away.

“Matcha flavored with whipped cream, just the way you like.”

The candle fizzle out and the words you’ve written on the cake are now visible.

To The Love of My Life.

“Happy Birthday, Katsuki.” You say, grabbing his attention. “May this year bless you with good health and fortune.”

“I wish the world would stop for a second to let me appreciate you more.” Bakugou lowers his forehead to meet yours. A gentle kiss seals the birthday wish.

The next few hours were spent basking in each other's company away from the city noise. With only a few hours left til sunset, you both head back home.. You still had one more gift for him.

Bakugou opens the sliding door in your shared bedroom to allow the ocean breeze in. He takes a seat on the sofa outside and waits for you to join him.

“Hey.” You called out to him shly. When Bakugou turns to see you, he’s breathless.

You wore a black and green bustier, matching black lace panties and to finish the look, an orange gartier. Bakugou loved seeing you in his colors.

“Do you like it?” Though Bakugou has seen you bare many times, the intensity of his eyes still makes you feel shy.

The tightness in his sweatpants further grows and the uncomfortable mess you got him in makes his growl. Bakugou motions you to walk over to him with two fingers, tapping his lap for where you need to sit. You follow his command and take a seat on his lap. His bulge teases you as he adjusts himself lower on the sofa. All day, he’s been a tease. But here in the bedroom, you know how to make him crumble just as much.

“You know, they say men’s testosterone level increases at this hour.” You lower yourself to meet his lips. “Increasing the chances of pregnancy.”

Bakugou growls in heat, hands finding its home on your hips, digging into your flesh to hold you still as he tries to release some pressure from his groin.

“Daddy Bakugou.” You say in the sexiest way he’s ever heard you say. “Has a nice ring to it, don’t you think so ‘Suki?”

Bakugou leans forward to kiss you but just as he teased you this morning, you do the same. You pull back before he can find any pleasure from your lips.

“Fuck, Y/N.” Bakugou is growing frustrated at your teasing. With his strength and build, he can easily overpower you; but something about you taking the lead makes you so fucking sexy right now. He’s so turned on.

You can’t deny that you are turned on right now either. The show you’ve put on so far took so much courage you were afraid you weren’t going to get through the first line. With the heat intensifying within, you can’t hold much longer either.

Crossing your arms behind Bakugou’s neck, you cradle your face to his.

“Please give me a baby, Katsuki.”

Wednesday

“Ten more minutes of stomping folks. Your very own wine bottle from grapes you harvested and aroma’s you selected are minutes away from completion.” The wine instructor announces to the group.

You can’t stop laughing at Bakugou’s expression as your feet stomp the purple grapes below into liquid. The thought of drinking the liquid afterwards horrifies Bakugou even more. The instructor had explained that the delicate balance of the acid, sugar and alcohol that is added to each batch means human pathogens can’t survive. You’re more likely to be stung by a bee than for your wine to taste like feet the instructor explained.

“Congratulations! You’ve just made a one-of-a-kind wine. What would you like to name your wine?”

“Y/Nsuki” You both say at the same time, a nickname you’ve received from your friends.

The worker processes the label and sticks it on 3 wine bottles. It’ll take 2-3 weeks before you can actually consume it but it’ll be worth the wait. Before heading out, you purchase another bottle of the favorite wine you both had that day for an evening drink.

“My feet feel weird.” Bakugou complains on the ride home. “I can’t believe you made us do that.”

“I thought it was rather fun making our own wine.” You snuggle the wine on your lap closer. Today was a success! The last two days were everything you planned it to be and Bakugou seemed to have enjoyed it as well.

It’s now half way through the week which means your getaway was almost over. Getting home, you and Bakugou climb into the outdoor sofa to enjoy the sunset yet again. With a glass of wine in hand, you reminisce about the past.

“Do you still remember when we met?”

“Of course.”

“Remember when you asked me out?”

“Is this a test or something?” He arched a brow.

“Remember what you said to me?”

“It’s always been you.” He looks over his shoulder, reciting the memory to you.

“And I will choose you everyday.” You respond, reciting the rest of the memory.

The wine makes its way to your head and your feeling confident in your drunken state. Leaning an arm on the cushion, you face Bakugou who takes another sip of wine.

“Remember when I challenged you to the Bamboo challenge?” you chuckled drunkenly. “And then you kissed me? I was so shocked. I think it was that moment I fell stupid hard for you.”

Bakugou was about to take a sip before you made your confession. You’ve never told him this before.

“It felt like yesterday when you proposed to me. I am the luckiest woman alive to be able to say the strongest, sexiest, and most powerful hero Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight is my husband.” You giggle, only to fall forward more than intended. Bakugou catches you before lifting your body to snuggle on him.

“See, I knew my strong sexy husband will catch me.” The alcohol pushes your eyelids shut and the strength to fight against it was no more. “‘M lay r’e hr” You mumbled incoherently as sleep took over.

The sun had finally set and the only noise left was the crashing of the waves on shore. For the fourth time this week, Baugou wished he could freeze time to appreciate you longer.

Thursday

“The goal is to go shop for things that remind us of each other. We both have 30 minutes each to shop.” You explained to your husband who is more than thrilled for a challenge he knew he was going to win easily.

An hour later you both are back at your home sitting across each other on the kitchen island.

“Ready?” You both grab onto item #1 hidden underneath you.

“Something that is their favorite color. 3...2...1!”

You place orange socks on the island while Bakugou pulls a F/C mug out.

“A favorite snack 3...2...1!”

You pull a bag of wasabi flavored chips and Bakugou pulls out a box of cookies-n-cream pocky sticks.

“A favorite drink 3...2...1!”

You both place a pack of yakult on the kitchen island. Bakugou is the first to chuckle. Seeing that you both knew to buy yakult, you drink one to celebrate.

“Something they want 3...2...1!”

You pull out a red All-Might knock off tee and Bakugou pulls out a card shaped like a coupon. Inside the card read: Baku Coupon: Good for one request

“Only one?” You protest.

“Yeah so choose wisely, princess.” Bakugou gives you a wink as he tries on the tee (he likes it but won't admit it).

You set aside the card to reveal the last item in the challenge.

“Something they need 3...2...1!”

You pull out a bag of assorted candy and Bakugou pulls out a box of condoms.

What?! You laughed grabbing the box of condoms. Bakugou unwrapped a lollipop and stuck it in his mouth. You’re always teasing him that he needed more sweets in his life and he plans to add more than just sweets.

His suggestive actions stirs naughty thoughts of what you could be sucking right now. Bakugou catches the lust in your eyes and grins. The condoms he bought were meant to be a message. You looked away in a feeble attempt to hide the dirty thoughts you were just having about your husband.

Friday

It was your last day at your coastal home before an early ride home tomorrow. Taking a stroll down the beach to relax, the commotion at the nearby hotel catches your attention and you’re pulling Bakugou along to check out what was going on. The banner hung above the balcony read “Spicy Tonkotsu Ramen Challenge”.

“I will beat you, Bakugou Katuski.” You take your napkin and tuck it in your shirt and stare into the soul of your husband’s eyes.

“And I will enjoy every second of it.” Your eyes darken as the competitor in you takes over. You’ve volunteered for both of you to play since the event was free.

“I’d like to see you try.” Bakugou tucks his napkin into his shirt as well, ready for the challenge.

“Ladies and gentlemen.” A lady speaks through the intercom. “The competition for the most bowls of spicy tonkotsu ramen eaten in 5 minutes, begins….NOW!”

Bakugou wipes his lips and if you could swipe the shit eating grin he had right now you would in a heartbeat.

“We have a winner!” The MC raises Bakugou’s arm and the crowd cheers him on. “It’s been an honor hosting you Dynamight.”

The crowd gathers to take photos with your husband and though he was not a man who enjoys fan service, winning a competition boosted his ego. You watched as he timidly posed for photos before eventually returning to the grumpy man you loved. He stalks over to you and grabs you by the waist.

“Let’s go home.”

With a full stomach, it was no surprise you both took an afternoon nap.

Waking in your slumber, the moonlight shines through your bedroom and onto your husband’s face. You lay motionless to appreciate your husband before your getaway ends tomorrow. Bakugou stirs from his sleep and opens his eyes to see you’ve already awakened. He shifts to move closer to you, arm around your waist.

“Hi, beautiful.” He gives the softest smile, ones he saves only for you to see behind closed doors. Your heart is beating fast at the butterflies inside you.

“I’ve been thinking.” You returned a smile. “I want to cash in my coupon.”

Bakugou nods, prepared to do anything for you. You want him to take another week off? Done. Make love to you into the night? Done. Make food for you to eat? Done.

“Love me forever.”

Bakugou wasn’t expecting you to request this but he can’t say he’s surprised either. You always chose him, day-after-day, night-after-night. Even on days he didn’t deserve it. To spend the rest of his life loving you was more than what he can ask for.

“Til the day I die.” he says before crashing his lips with yours in a passionate kiss. The embers only grow within as your bodies mold together to match the desire in your eyes.

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petri808 · 3 years

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Bakudeku canon divergent, vampire quirk AU

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For the next several days, Bakugou stopped in towns along the train route that were in the easterly direction to see if any other strange reports had been made. He wasn’t sure if the first man’s attack had anything to do with his friend, but in the towns, he was able to confirm a sighting of a green streak, there were coinciding reports of attacks in the days preceding them. Always a similar story, late at night, didn’t see the attacker, and bite wounds on various parts of the body such as the arm, shoulder, or even neck. The other thing they had in common, were the victims were found in drunken stupors. Was it a coincidence? What was another coincidence, is after the first victim, the rest were all what police classified as problems. With or without quirks, they were bad men who had lists of crimes under their belts. That meant whatever was causing the attacks now appeared to have a specific target.

Bakugou stood in the Ena township police station, tapping his foot to release some of the pent-up energy. “Yesterday,” he questioned the desk sergeant, “are you telling me that attack was just yesterday evening?”

The man nodded. “The victim is still in the hospital being treated for low blood levels. They’ve had to keep him sedated through the IV infusions because he wouldn’t stop screaming about a man with green eyes.”

“And there’s no other incidences?” The officer shook his head. “That means the attacker could still be here.”

“Wait, do you know who it is?”

Bakugou shook his head no. He wasn’t about to tell some beat cop who he suspected it could be. “It’s just based off the pattern I’ve been tracking. There are usually a few attacks over the spans of one to three days, and then they just end. So, if this was the first, it means there will be more.”

After speaking with the cops and getting a map for the area of the latest attack, Bakugou staked out the scene. There are no traces left behind to say who or what had caused the attacks, but what he did notice of the area is it was a seedy side of town. The victim said he’d been pulled off the main street into an adjoining alley way around 1 am, too quickly to even get a scream out. He remembered the time because the bar he’d just left had hit its closing time. The alley was narrow, and empty save for a few dumpsters for neighboring shops, no doorways or lighting, perfect for hiding in.

‘Tonight, is still a new moon…’ Bakugou noted, which added to the dark cover of night. After his reconnaissance, he went back to his tiny hotel room to get a few hours of sleep. It was going to be a long night.

It was a decision he didn’t know if he would come to regret someday, but in the end, the blonde hero realized that his flashier costume would make him stand out way too easily. So, after foregoing his costume, Bakugou dressed all in black for the undercover work. He climbed to the roof of a building, dead center of the area the attacker might choose in the hopes that the green lightning seen by eyewitnesses will be the tell-tale sign he’ll be able to use to track the person. Patience wasn’t exactly his virtue, but it was the only way he was gonna catch the guy.

The first night’s stakeout yielded nothing. No sightings, no attacks. Which could mean anything or nothing. Previous attacks didn’t always take place every night in a row, but it could also mean the attacker had moved on. Did they catch-wind of him being there and fled? Damn he hoped not! This was the closest he’d come to catching up to the green lightning! Two nights later, Bakugou was growing disillusioned. Every day he checked back with the authorities to make sure no other sightings had been made in town or in surrounding cities, and with the answer being ‘no’ each time, there was a small glimmer of hope he was still in the right place at the right time.

But as he laid on a rooftop on the night of day 4, a lot of thoughts were plaguing him because there was nothing to do while waiting but think. Sometimes he would run the events of that AFO fight though his mind trying to remember any little details that may help him. Other times, it would be about Midoriya and what could have possibly made the man run off like this. Those thought’s either left him broken or wanting to strangle the guy for causing them so much pain. Midoriya better damn well be ready to do a hell of a lot of apologizing to their friends and family!

Bakugou grimaced at the last thought. Such personal emotions he would rather lock away into some box deep within the recesses of his soul than to admit the truth. He told himself he was doing this for their friends. He tried to convince himself that he was doing this for aunty Inko and to make All Might proud. These were a part of the search, yes… but not the full reason. The blonde had to admit he missed the stupid nerd. Midoriya was his childhood friend, and no matter how much shit he gave the guy, he was the one person he could count on. He was still determined to beat the mouse and become the Number one hero… but he was also proud of how far Midoriya had come in the last three years. It would be a shame for it all to be thrown away now.

Just as he was ready to call it a night, Bakugou heard a muffled scream from a nearby street. He rushed over as quickly as possible, racing into the alley way just as the unconscious victim’s body is being laid down. Bloody hell he was right all along!

“DEKU?!”

All he could see was the person’s back, but he’d know those red shoes anywhere. The mousy green hair looked even wilder than normal. Midoriya still had on his costume, but it was torn up with a raggedy cloak swaddling his upper body. Simply put, his friend looked like a homeless man off the streets. The figure froze for a second, then without turning to face off against Bakugou immediately flashed with green and took off into the sky. Green lightning!

“DEKU YOU, FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!” Bakugou blasted off after the man. Damn it, his gear would have helped with the propulsion! He couldn’t remember him being so quick before, what the hell was going on? Midoriya was streaking away, zigzagging along roof tops, and heading towards a section of industrial warehouses. If it wasn’t for the quirks electrical output to tell him where to go, he could easily lose sight in the darkness.

He gritted his teeth and pushed his quirk to its limit. There was no way Bakugou was going to screw up this opportunity. So, if he couldn’t catch up, he could knock the nerd out of the sky! “ARRGHH!!!” He sent repeated AP-Auto shots towards Midoriya at medium power, growing angrier as the man dodged the first few volleys. “THAT’S IT!!!!” In his rage, Bakugou increased the spread like buck shots of crackling fire ringing around the fleeing figure, and he kept up the pace in rapid succession.

“AHHHHH!”

The scream pierced the night and Bakugou saw several hits knock the man off course, barreling the body straight for the ground. It wasn’t his intention to hurt, but damn it, Midoriya shouldn’t have run in the first place! He turned on the turbo and reached the man just as he was trying to get back on his feet.

“Don’t fucking think about it!” Bakugou grabbed the man’s shoulder and whipped him around. “Goddamn it Deku! What the fuck is your problem?!”

“K-Kacchan, wh-wh—”

“Don’t you Kacchan me, you bastard!” He gripped tightly so that Midoriya can’t squirm away easily. “Did you think I wouldn’t come looking for you idiot!”

“Yes.”

It was as if the wind had been knocked out of him. Okay, he should be surprised by that answer. When had he ever acted like he cared when it came to Midoriya? But that didn’t mean such a quick and blunt response wouldn’t hit him like a brick to the head. And you know what, he has shown he cared in his own way. Damn it! When has he ever just left the man behind? His fist balled up and cocked back, striking Izuku hard on the chin and sending him back to the ground. “Stupid fuck!” Bakugou spat the words out before dropping to his knees on top of the man. “I ought ‘a beat the crap out of you right now for even thinking that!”

But Midoriya shoved back trying to push the man off. “What the fuck are you talking about?! You don’t give a shit about me, never have! When the hell did you start caring?!” He kicked and twisted, fighting the larger male. “Get the fuck off me! I can’t stay here!”

“You are coming home with me Deku whether you like it or not!”

“NOOOOOO!!!” Midoriya activated his quirk up to 70% and bucked Bakugou off him. “It’s too dangerous, Kacchan just get away from me!” He took a stance to spring himself back into the air, but the blonde scrambled and jumped on top of him, pushing him back to the ground. “Get off, I don’t want to hurt you!” Midoriya screamed. This was getting out of control. Exhausting so much energy on Bakugou was stirring up his hunger and if that happened, he didn’t know if he could control himself.

“What the fuck ya gonna do, drink my blood too? What the hell is going on with you Deku?! Goddamn it tell me what the fuck happened in that forest!”

“Y-You know about that?”

“How do you think I tracked your ass down?!”

The pain is his stomach was rising fast. Midoriya winced as the rush of blood sounded off in his ears and other tell-tale signs progressively made its entrance. This was not good! “Kacchan please,” his voice whined and pleaded through the aching throb in his core, “let me go before something happens.”

“I don’t care what it takes Deku, I can’t lose you again.”

“I-I’m so sorry Kacchan.”

Bakugou’s eyes widen as he saw a dark red sheen enveloping the whites of Midoriya’s eyes. Is this what happened when he’d attacked all those men?

Every last nerve was fighting against control. It was an option Midoriya didn’t want to use, but if he could control it just a little longer, all he wanted to do was give himself a head start. “Please,” he begged one more time, “just forget about me Kacchan.”

“Get it through your fucking head! I’M NOT LEAVING YOU!”

That was the last thing Bakugou remembered…

#bakudeku #katsudeku #bakudeku fan fic #bkdk #ktdk #bakudeku fan fiction #bakudeku canon divergent au #vampire quirk #decchan #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku

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Have you heard? Apparently, Horikoshi said Hero Academia might be headed to a conclusion soon. This was surprising to say the least; not just because fans don’t want it to end but because it doesn’t really feel like it’s anywhere close to it’s end (plenty think it’s closer to halfway, with a select few like me thinking it’s closer to the 1/3 point). This has led some to speculate, partially in denial, if the conclusion Horikoshi is talking about is not actually the series’ “conclusion” concussion, but instead a Naruto Shippuden style “new name for the next part” type of deal. (Or if he’s just having the word “soon” put in some serious work.)

So I want to discuss that; go over as many reason I can think of for why the series could end within the next year or 2, or for why it could see another 5+ years to it’s life. It mean it sounds fun, right?

(Going into this though, I would like to state my bias. I don’t want the series to end soon; and if it kept at it’s current pace to conclude Deku’s academic life in chapters 800~1000, I would be a very happy camper. I’ll try not to let this affect my judgement, but I’ve got no oversight but myself here so...)

Anyway, here we go.

Reasons for the series to end soon.

I think a good point to start is that Horikoshi once stated he planned to end the series at around 30 volumes, roughly what’s already been covered, before finding he needed to expand the series further than that. That’s understandable, it’s easy to see how this arc could’ve been the end of the series had things played out differently enough in the last few chapters; but if he’s already said he’s expanded beyond that, what does that have to do with this discussion? Well for this side of the argument, it means 2 things: 1) all that’s left can be considered the ‘expansion’ on Horikoshi’s original idea, so how likely is it that there’s a lot of that, & 2) that Horikoshi likely didn’t intend for the series to last for Deku’s full school life, a major belief for those expecting the series to last a significant time.

And when we look at the actual content of the series, yeah there’s certainly things that could point to the series ending soon; namely all the arcs and plot threads that kinda just got resolved rapid fire. Dabi’s reveal, Mirio getting his quirk back, Hawks launching the attack he’s been orchestrating since his first appearance, Compress’s face, Bakugou letting go of his resentment for Deku; just to name a few. True, this is nowhere near all of the arcs & plot threads; but it’s a sizable enough portion if we’re assuming the rest have the next year or 2 to resolve themselves. A few more arcs like this last one and yeah, the series won’t have anything really tying it down from ending.

There’s also Deku’s rate of vestige quirk acquisition to consider. I mean in the 3 arcs featuring him since we learned about his extra quirks, he has acquired 3 quirks. At that rate, he’d have them all in 3 more student arcs and basically be at all but full power by then. Not that him keeping up this rate of quirk acquisition is guaranteed, but it sure seems like a sign of the series not lasting too long.

It’s also worth mentioning that there are ways for the series to end soon, easy paths to the finish line available to Horikoshi. It wouldn’t be that hard, for example, to get to confronting Dabi & Toga and resolving their arcs in some timely fashion. And AFO’s presence as a bigger bad over Tomura could allow for him to pull a Kaguya to his Madara, allowing for the plot to resolve with his defeat without really needing to address a lot of Tomura’s issues. And heck, that might’ve even become more likely after this latest chapter, wherein AFO acquired his very own army. That would likely involve finding too-easy solutions a lot of the more complicated issues, or worse, brushing them under the rug; but it can’t be denied that this is an option for how Horikoshi could resolve the series in just a few years.

Last piece of evidence worth mentioning is the simple nature of shorter series being the “path of least resistance.” You can argue all you like how the series lasting longer makes more sense or might result in a better story (and I’m basically about to); but in the end it can’t be denied that the less the series has left, the less work it is for Horikoshi. And that’s just gonna make it inherently more likely; a largely equivalent result for less effort is never not gonna be attractive for people.

Reasons for the series to last a long time.

Okay, I’ve done my best to be fair and included as many points as I could think of in favor of a shorter lifespan; but I won’t lie, this 2nd half is gonna be the fun part of this post for me.

Let’s start at the opposite end of the other side’s first point; Horikoshi planned to originally end the series at around 30 volumes. This past arc, ending in Volume 30, took place in the space between Deku’s 1st and 2nd school year, or you could say it took place during the end of his 1st year. This implies that while the original plan was not to go through Deku’s whole school life, he did intend it to end at a point of significance; the end of a school year. And what that implies is that he won’t end the series smack in the middle of the 2nd year, which would be where the series would end if it only lasted less than 3 more years. It implies he’d likely aim to end the series at the end of year 2 at the earliest, a significant ways away. (And before you ponder about a time skip; remember that year 1 had a time skip and still lasted ~30 volumes & ~6 years.)

Another reason to think the series is gonna last a while; it’s quite slow, in an overall sense at least. It’s hard to describe but; It doesn’t always feel that way because the moment-to-moment pacing is very good & it always feels like something is happening and stuff is getting tackled. But this is because it tends to tackle plots one at a time; so while plots make good development while in the focus, they can stay out of focus for a significant duration. For example; the ‘Shinsou becoming a hero’ plot was introduced in the Sports Festival, only saw real development during Joint Training, and has still yet to resolve with year 2 not starting yet. Or for another example, we learned over 150 chapters ago that All Might had his future predicted where he’ll die at the hands of a villain, setting up a plot where he’ll try to twist his future and survive this unknown threat to his life. His life has not once been in danger since. Not even in a broad sense like someone’s targeting him; no, this man has not has one risk to his life since the plot thread was introduced. There’s tons for plot threads like that, I’m barely scratching the surface here. And that’s actually fine...if the series has a long future ahead of it. This system of pacing actually works wonders for BNHA; because while people can occasionally miss their faves and their plots, crying out “where’s Shinsou” and all that, they generally like what’s being focused on when it’s handled and paced well (which it usually is). As long as the series itself has time to get to all of these plots and develop them to their resolution, this pacing system works like a well oiled machine.

Deku especially is a useful measuring tool for how slow this series can be. He’s not like the other plot points see, because he’s almost always around so he’s made to develop at a more even pace until the end. This is in contrast to characters like Shinou, Aoyama, Kirishima, Toga, or Shigaraki; who get bursts of development because they don’t spend consistent time in the spotlight and Horikoshi can’t be entirely sure when he’ll get the next chance to make use of them. So with that said, how slow is his development & how far along is it? Well, not very actually. Aside from in terms of powers, his development has been a bit lacking. Not to say he hasn’t had character moments, but they have been a bit scarce & minimal; and a lot of his major flaws (such as his self-destructive tendencies, his self-esteem issues, and his toxic hero worship) have barely been addressed, let alone resolved. In general, his character feels like it’s barely changed since he got into UA; in stark contrast to characters like Shigaraki, Todoroki, Shinsou, & even Bakugou. And that kind of implies a long road a head of him.

To bounce off another point from the “short future section” I mentioned how a lot of overarching plots just ended. The thing about that is, I actually made a post talking about that and how a lot of how they ended seems to set up more overarching plots then they seem to end. To not repeat myself too much, because this post is already really long; it’s like the series resolved the greater part of 6 years of content only to set-up up to 6 more years of content, and all in one arc. (Goodness that was a busy arc.)

And that’s just the advancement of already existing plot points. There’s a lot it can feel like he hasn’t even touched on yet. Mostly characters. There are just. So. Many. Characters in this series. That are in positions of seeming importance, but have done nothing. For example, Horikoshi’s been known to suddenly focus on class 1A students to make them feel important, and has gotten through maybe over half; but hasn’t really touched on Sero, Sato, Koda, Ojiro, Hagakure, & especially Shoji (who really, really feels like he has something planned, but nothing’s happened yet). And that’s just the guys below Mineta’s development level, which itself is pretty low. To say nothing of Class 1B, or Ms. Joke’s students, or most of the 30 faces known in the PLF, the main antagonistic group of the series! And yeah, this could all just be because Horikoshi likes introducing characters in larger groups than he’s actually equipped to handle; I’m not denying that. I’m just saying it��s also possible that he could be doing this because he feels like he has the time to explore them whenever he wants. (Heck, it could very well be both.)

Conclusion:

...I don’t know dude. I mean a longer series looks more likely to me; but I am very well aware that I’m not unbiased enough to make any real conclusive statement. Maybe I should consider that to mean it’s more even than that.

Perhaps we’re just too far away from the ending to really be able to tell either way. I mean low estimates still give the series at least a year. But even so, I do think this was all worth considering; because if nothing else, I did get a feel for all that’s likely to happen between now and the inevitable end. And I guess it turns out to be kind of a lot. So that’s neat.

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I just want y'all to know that 'soon' in manga terms isn't the next few chapters, or even the next arc or two depending on the length and impact, but could very well just be the next year or two instead which would give us a good 50-100 chapters and with mha's pacing would cover a lot. I don't see the series getting past 500 chapters or even going beyond or reaching 700, personally. My reasons are largely in part due to all the other times 'soon' translated into years. [1/5]

There's one major warning flag though, and that's Hori's statement on the Prohero arc being important for the final arc, so once we start bringing that up in the manga, consider it near the finale. We also gotta see 'all the characters coming together' and that hasn't happened yet, there's far too much to cover before the manga ends. Even with us being on the fast-track to reveals. We get a lot of info from singular chapters, so I wouldn't worry. [2/5]

If he can give us six chapters of build-up and dedicate several chapters to villains and their backstories, we could get something for the other characters too.Right now though, if anyone actually read Hori's message on 'mha ending' instead of going 'I heard from this person-' he said, and I quote. [3/5]

"I want to draw how to take a step forward, how to stand firm, how to stand up again when things are tough or you are in pain, when you're feeling like you're at a dead end." Which is a good hint towards us getting our recovery arc and resolution, I mean c'mon???? This largely applies to the two who just got their lives ruined, Shouto and Hawks, and Deku must be feeling it too. But mostly those two and y'know why. [4/5]

But eh, we're likely gonna get sprinkles with everyone. Aizawa did lose a leg after all and the kids are despondent, but tbh I care less about them getting their hopes and dreams back and more on whose actually suffering the most here. Sorry, off-track. Last point, Hori announced when My Villain Academia was ending soon too, I think this is like that. [5/5]

Yeah, I don’t think the manga is ending anytime soon but I can understand people being worried considering that most of us didn’t even think he was anywhere near coming close to the conclusion, only for him to do an interview where he plans to get to it “soon”.

Obviously, as BNHA is a weekly manga and we know he still has so much to cover, he won’t be ending anytime too soon even despite his words, he’s probably just got a plan on how he wants to conclude his manga and how many chapters he plans to write.

People just panic a little when the hear something could be coming to a finish but that just means they don’t want it to end because they love it so much. Sadly everything must come to an end eventually and BNHA is no exception. Let’s hope Hori gives us a good manga and a good conclusion when he eventually gets to it!

#bnha #bnha manga spoilers #thanks for the ask!!#Anonymous

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shutupandshipit · 4 years

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Little Life - Ch.4

Summary: A baby could ruin his career before it had even started. If anyone found out, he would be kicked out of the Hero Course at the very least and UA at the very worst. Even then, how was he supposed to care for a baby once it arrived? He was a fucking seventeen-year-old boy, not a twenty-nine-year-old omega with their shit at least somewhat together.

…..

Or where Katsuki get pregnant, but is determined to make it to graduation. No matter what it takes.

Pairing: Bakudeku

Rating: T (just for language mostly)

Chapter: 4/16

Previous <- Chapter 3

Chapter 5 -> Next

Master Post

Chapter 4: 2 Months

"Kacchan, are you making katsudon again?"

Katsuki started, and stepped back from the stove quickly as hot oil splashed onto the counter. He hadn't heard Izuku coming up, and that more than anything made him spin with a snarl. "Fucking hell, Deku, I'm working with hot oil! What made you think this was a great time to sneak up on me!"

"I wasn't trying to surprise you," Izuku explained quickly, hands up between them as Katsuki crowded his space, "I was just wondering. You've been eating katsudon a lot recently."

"So what?" Katsuki turned back to the stove if only to ignore his omega screaming at him to get closer. To press flush and scent his mate. To wrap himself up in Izuku's warmth. His omega needed to mind his own damn business.

"You never really liked katsudon..." Izuku trailed off, eyes roaming over him in a hot slide. Katsuki repressed a shiver. "You've been eating weird lately."

"Fuck you. You don't know my diet." Katsuki started serving the food with perfunctory movements onto two plates, his cheeks warming under Izuku's scrutiny. He had been eating weird combinations of food recently, and it was equally true that he hadn't really been trying to hide it. The cravings were just too hard to ignore when he finally got back from school to everything he needed to satisfy them right in the pantry.

"You were eating cucumbers topped with ice cream yesterday."

"What's your point?"

"You don't like ice cream."

"That's the weird part to you?" Katsuki shoved one of the plates into Izuku's chest, turning to take the other to a table. He scooted in, and started shoveling food into his mouth. When he'd been researching, the internet hadn't told him just how hungry he would be. He was hungry all of the time now. Only his willpower kept him from completely overeating. Granted, that didn't stop him from salivating over Sato's pastries until the teen offered him half anytime he brought out a snack now.

After a moment, Izuku followed and cautiously took the seat across from him. He glanced furtively around at their classmates, but no one was paying attention. Even if they were, their relationship wasn't any of their business to ask about.

Without looking up, Katsuki nudged his leg between Izuku's calves, and had to hold back the sigh of utter contentment that threatened to slip out. He bit the inside of his cheek when Izuku affectionately began to rub his leg back.

Izuku stilled as he took the first bite, eyes jerking up to Katsuki. He set his fork down. "Okay, no, really, Kacchan, what's going on?"

Katsuki leveled him with a harsh glare. "What the fuck is your damage now? If you don't want to eat it, don't. Just give it to Shitty Hair or some shit. Fuck." He was tired. He was tired of things not going right. Izuku was supposed to be his constant, but he should have known better. The universe wasn't so kind.

When he started to pull his leg back, Izuku's hooked his ankle around his calf.

"I'm not saying I don't want to eat it. It's good, Kacchan, like everything you cook, but it's not how you usually cook."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"I can still feel my taste buds. It's very... mild. It's nothing how you usually cook." Izuku stared back at him with big green pleading eyes. "I'm worried about you."

Well, yeah, the food was mild. For the past couple weeks, any time Katsuki had eaten his normal level of spicy, he'd gotten raging heartburn. Even now, even with how mild he'd made his food, he could feel the acid beginning to rise. He'd had to cut back because he didn't want to be eating Anacids like he at the ginger candy he kept with him.

He couldn't very well tell Izuku that, especially because of the reason behind it. Well, he could, but then the nerd would give the whole game away without meaning to. Katsuki wasn't going to be the reason Izuku couldn't become a hero. If he was found out, he'd be the only one to get dropped.

"Don't."

"Kacchan-"

"Izuku," he said lowly, allowing his scent to unfurl like a blanket that had Izuku starting in surprise, "Leave it."

Sighing, Izuku lowered his head, scent tentatively leaking out around the edges of his control. "Okay, just... I'm here when you want to talk."

Allowing himself the barest moment of vulnerability, of wanting his alpha, his mate, he inhaled their mixing scents and said, "I know."

They finished eating in silence, wrapped in each others scents, ignoring all the looks being cut their way probably due to how harmoniously their scents were intermixing when normally they'd war for dominance. They did the dishes in silence, and without speaking, found their way to Katsuki's room. It was only when he opened his door that he remembered all of the Izuku's clothes that he'd been hoarding in the past weeks.

He'd started snatching a shirt here and there, beginning the construction of the nest he would keep their baby in. When they finally arrived that is. Most omegas didn't start building a nest until closer to the end of their third trimester, but it calmed him most days. He would arrange and rearrange the clothes to produce the most potent air of Izuku's scent that he could, and then he'd lay there basking in his creation. When he felt at his worst, he'd just dig out the biggest of the shirts to wear even though it was almost too small for him.

He stalled at the sight, mortified. He considered throwing Izuku out, but his omega was having none of that train of thought. He'd denied the both of them too much recently.

Izuku stopped, confusion clearing in a moment. "This is where all my clothes have gone?" he mumbled, staring at the nest, "That makes sense. Kacchan, are you..." He trailed off for a moment, cutting a glance at him. "Are you going into heat soon? You didn't have one last month."

God, Izuku didn't know how much he wished that were the reason."

"No, I just... wanted your scent." He turned his face as far away as he was able to hide the heating of his face.

"You could have just come to me," Izuku whispered gently, turning to face him, but he didn't return the look.

"No, I needed... this. It's the..." He tried to come up with a plausible reason, something that wasn't a complete lie, but wasn't the real truth. "The stress. Of everything. We're so close to graduating, but there's still a lot left."

Nodding thoughtfully, Izuku turned to look at the mess his bed had become. "Yeah, I get it. Can I... join you in your nest?"

'Yes. Please,' he thought emphatically, 'A thousand times yes.'

Instead of saying that, he climbed into the middle of his nest and laid down facing the wall. The bed dipped slowly with Izuku's weight before he curled around Katsuki and pressed his nose into the back of his neck. Immediately, his chest began to rumble.

'Mate. Alpha. Safe,' his omega sighed.

.....

Katsuki promptly threw Izuku out of his nest and bedroom the next morning, and his omega concurred vehemently. Now that they'd both been satiated and returned to equilibrium, drenched in their alpha's scent, his omega had decided that he didn't want Izuku anywhere near such a mess of a nest. They didn't even want him to look at it. Their nest had to be perfect the next time they let him climb in.

'No one wants omega who can't make proper nest,' his omega growled irritably in this chest, 'Must be perfect.'

He couldn't argue with his omega's logic even if he knew rationally that wasn't true in Izuku's case.

He left for school ungodly early, and grit his teeth as he stepped into the Support Courses workshop. A headache bloomed at the sight of Hatsume's nonstop movement, like she was sucking out every bit of energy and goodwill he'd cultivated over the night. For several long moments, he watched her flitter around erratically, wondering how long it would be before she noticed him.

When she just continued on with no idea he was there, he released a rather loud and aggravated growl.

Hatsume's pink head swung around, and she grinned manically at him. "Bakugou, morning! I haven't finished the upgrades to your-"

He cut her off. "Do you have material for armor? Something light and sturdy, but high strength? Something that can cover my entire torso or even just my stomach, but won't get in the way?"

She cocked her head, considering. It was like he could literally see the hamster sprinting on its wheel in her head. "You want armor? You've never asked for armor before."

"Yeah, well, shit changes."

Her manic grin returned full force. "I've got the perfect thing!"

They went back and forth for the better part of an hour before Hatsume finally pulled out something that would work for the time being. It was light weight, almost like Kevlar, but she explained the it had been made by another support student with a metal quirk. It was thin, almost like a shirt, and fit him snugly enough that it wouldn't be obvious under his hero uniform. He'd just have to be careful not to take a direct hit to the stomach while out on patrol or in training.

"I'll make you a new top for your hero uniform with material stronger than this, that way you don't have to double layer. You can take this with you for the time being though."

He stared down at the cloth in distaste. It smelled overwhelmingly of multiple alphas, and his hackles rose. He'd have to sneak it into Izuku's room or something for him to scent. He clutched it in his fingers like a lifeline, the final defense between his baby and the outside world. When he looked up at Hatsume's expectant, giddy eyes, he asked, "Can you double up the protection over the abdomen? I need extra protection there."

Her eyes flickered down for the briefest of moments, making him curl his lips defensively, before grinning from ear to ear. "That'll be a cinch. I'll have it ready with your other mods in say... two days?"

"Thanks," he said grudgingly before taking his leave to escape the strange omega. Shit, he really kind of hated talking to her. Sometimes he actually enjoyed talking shop with her, discussing mods and upgrades and new projects, but she was just too much. She was so energetic about everything, and he always left completely drained afterward.

He trudged to class, ready for another miserably long day.

#my hero academia #mha #bakudeku #dekubaku #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #omegaverse #omega!katsuki #alpha!izuku #my writing #multi-chapter #little life

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lilypad-make · 4 years

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BNHA Fanfic Recs

Like One for All is passed , I pass on these fic recs

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23189671/chapters/55510960

There is a League spy somewhere in Ryloth High School. Four UA students are selected to find the traitor.

And so Midoriya Izuku goes undercover as an ordinary, Quirkless high schooler

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23577970

A stray blast from a quirk leaves Aizawa MIA for 2 weeks. When he gets back to UA, he isn't alone. He acted as a hero, even while hopping between dimensions.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23125075/chapters/55334284#workskin

Midoriya and Todoroki just wanted a relaxing trip to go buy new All Might merch. Howevor that goes out the window when the two of them run into one of Midoriya's old middle school teachers. Specifically, the quirkist one who seemed to have it out for Izuku. Midoriya struggles not to regress into his old mindset and Todoroki struggles to help his friend.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23145532

In an attempt to raise Shouto's spirits, Izuku makes an unannounced visit to the new Todoroki household to ask Fuyumi if she will teach him how to make Shouto's favorite cold soba.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23153374

Uraraka heads home to congratulate her friend on getting number one. She didn’t realize how worried he was about it.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23166436

While briefly returning to Japan for a case, Toshinori sets out on the monumental task of grocery shopping. Fortunately, someone is there to save him from his poor decision making skills. Or from accidentally poisoning himself, probably.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23191612

A Dad Might fic in which Toshinori Yagi goes toe-to-toe with an anti-hero who’s been menacing the people he cares about.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23194696

Mineta was being his usual annoying self. Midoriya got fed up.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/23288878/chapters/55775314#workskin

Raccoon Eyes slams her palms down on the table. “I’ve got it!” She cries exuberantly, and jabs a finger in Shitty Hair’s face. “Pick dare!” Kirishima looks a bit taken aback by the sudden demand.

“Uh, yeah sure, dare,” he agrees, leaning back in his seat. Ashido grins maniacally and slams her hands down again, but drops her voice. “I dare you to sneak over and get Midori’s journal!” Katsuki feels something twist in his stomach, something buried, forgotten, toxic. “If you bring it over here, he’ll have to come join!”

“Mina, I don’t know if that’s-” Kirishima begins, clearly hesitating as he glances in Deku’s direction.

“You can’t back down from a dare!” Ashido says fiercely. “That’s like, the opposite of manly!” Fuck. Those damn magic words. Katsuki’s not sure why he does it liar, but he turns to face Shitty Hair and grabs the collar of his shirt.

“Don’t,” he growls lowly.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23386324

Midoriya questions his classmates on the quirkless after wondering if they'd still like him if they knew.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23406181

Deku has always been a fanboy, from the time he was young enough to understand that All Might was the best hero to ever exist to him becoming a pro hero. After becoming number one hero, he was invited to host the first year's sports festival.

Deku being Deku.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23375245

Eri was confused. She knew that she had put her socks on her table properly, as Mr. Aizawa had shown her. Then why were they gone if she had packed them away?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22436452/chapters/53607226

Izuku will never admit to it but the first time he found solace on top of a building that reminded him of how small he is in a world so vast, he wasn't fifteen, or fourteen, or twelve. He wasn't a boy dreaming to be a hero and to be like the Symbol of Peace, nor was he a child who faced too early the cruelty of a world filled with wonders and quirks.

He was ten and he was looking out of their balcony door back at the apartment with his mom after a long day at school and out of childish curiousity, he peered through the cemented wall that separated him and the open space that could've spelled death if he made a mistake. And the view enthralled him - to be in a place so high, to see people walking and rushing and running and being - it allowed him to see a world that filled him with the thought that from this high up, maybe he wasn't the only one that felt so small.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22988413

Toshinori doesn’t know how long he’s been crying, doesn’t know what was happening around him. He doesn’t see 1-A’s worried glances, misses Aizawa’s shoulder squeeze and Recovery Girl’s gentle pat, misses everything that’s in his field of vision because everything just spelled pain.

And he thought he knew pain, thought he knew loss, thought he knew hurt and anger and brokenness – but the waves crash against him over and over and he finds himself unable to breathe.

Why is the world so intent on taking away those he holds dear?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23295103

What’s your deal, Midoriya?” And Midoriya blinks at him, surprised, as Hitoshi cuts him off from congratulating him. And he sees the shift in the boy’s eyes and he knows that he’s in for another long-ass round of apology and the weight on his chest is getting heavier and heavier and he doesn’t want to deal with any of that so before Midoriya can rain him a barrage of “I’m sorry” that he doesn’t particularly care about, he adds, “What’s a hero student like you so afraid of that you think everything you do is a mistake against the world?”

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/23295379

This is not what Shouta thought he'd find when he went to the common room in the middle of the night, but boy was he glad he was there.

.https://archiveofourown.org/works/23298967

Midoriya gets to the high places of U.A.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23317753?view_adult=true

Izuku goes to visit his mom one weekend, but what he doesn't know is that a certain One For All user is following him.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23323039

Aizawa-sensei, who was always careful; Aizawa-sensei who Izuku had worked to hard to please; Aizawa-sensei who had expected Izuku to get better. And Izuku hadn’t. He’d done it again.

“You didn’t think anyone would help you,” Aizawa-sensei started. Izuku’s throat dried up.

“No,” he whispered.

Or: Izuku tries to hide an injury—a small one—from his teacher. It doesn't go well.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22650859

“Is there anyone else you want us to call?” Ochako asks gently, and Eri chews on her lip and looks down and away. “Do you want me to call Deku?” Ochako pushes, and it’s worth it for the way Eri’s head snaps back up to her, eyes wide with hope, before she looks away again.

“I’ll send him a text!” Mina pipes up, already having her phone out and typing rapidly on it. “He’s just on the other side of the building, Eri-chan,” she waves the phone at her with a wide smile that squints her eyes shut. “All done, he should be here any min-“

The door to the room slams open, making them all jump and jerk their heads towards it. Ochako brings her fists up instinctively, heart hammering in her throat.

“What’s wrong with Eri?” Deku demands, standing in the doorway, green lightning sparking off his skin, eyes shifting around wildly as if looking for a threat, body braced in a battle stance.

(Or: 5 times Eri falls asleep on Izuku + 1 time Izuku falls asleep on her)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17513966

Midoriya beams at him and Tokoyami is suddenly hit with the urge to look away. “So bright,” he mutters under his breath, low enough that Midoriya can’t hear him.

(or, Midoriya is a problem child who just really loves his friends)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23167981

Brace, noun — a device fitted to something to give support.

Izuku is about to graduate, but before that, he needs to try on his hero costume.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23189893

After USJ, Shouta has a few questions for All Might.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23197840

He’d mentioned offhandedly in class that he and All Might were going to make rounds, like U.A. wanted every year, to talk to middle schoolers about heroics, what the program looked like, and to answer any questions about applying and such. Shouta hasn’t been to Aldera before, close as it is; it just hasn’t appeared in his line-up.

But he’d seen Midoriya’s—and Bakugou’s—faces when he’d mentioned Aldera. Bakugou’s features had darkened, and he’d gripped the edge of his seat tightly. But Midoriya had gone perfectly blank.

Or: Aizawa meets Midoriya's middle school teacher, who seems to have an alarming view of his former student.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23243284

It isn't unusual to see pro hero Deku wearing merch for his fellow friends and heroes, but for his birthday, the former class 3-A flips the script.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23241424

“You don’t understand,” Shouta says, wanting to be anywhere but here. “We cannot do this. I physically cannot do this.” “Unfortunately—or rather fortunately,” All Might interrupts, smiling, “the principal’s already approved this. He said it would be, a… how did he phrase it, Yamada?” “A good bonding exercise!” Hizashi’s grinning, sly like a cat. “Shouta, it’s gonna be so fun, I promise.”

When Class 1-A is stuck at U.A. for summer vacation due to a villain threat, the teachers decide to start some fun. Unfortunately for Aizawa, he's included.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23592571

After Kamino. Toshinori feels weighed down with the knowledge that the world now knows his true form. He’s lost the last of One for All, and he can no longer be a hero. Nonetheless, he'll continue to support his successor and he won't let Izuku face the brunt of his burden alone.

Or: DadMight. That’s it. That’s the story.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23226532

“You deserve—”

“No, no,” Mirio says, waving his hands, “that’s not what I’m asking. Why do you, hm, why do you want to give your Quirk away? You don’t want it?”

Izuku can’t breathe. The guilt’s been eating at him; it’s been a glass shard in his chest since he was in the hospital, since Mirio took the bullet, since the look that the others had given him when Mirio had explained he didn’t have a Quirk anymore.

Or, Izuku and Mirio have a discussion about One for All.

During this hard times , please remember that you are not alone and we all are in this together !

#bnha fic recs #boku no hero academia fic rec #bnha fanfic recs #bnha fanfiction #bnha #boku no hero academia

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e7y1 · 4 years

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Ten for Ten for Ten

Rules: Answer ten questions, come up with ten questions of your own, and tag ten people.

Thanks @misscrazyfangirl321 for tagging me for this!

1. Which fictional character, if any, would you most want to marry?

Starting straight up with the marriage ones huh? I guess Percy Jackson or Alphonse Elric? I’m not entirely sure to be honest.

2. If you could travel to visit anywhere in the known universe without danger, (no suffocating in outer space, no drowning under water, etc.) where would you go? One rule: It has to be a specific, known place. Not “as far into outer space as possible” or something.

Normally I would just say Japan but you want specifics. When it comes to specifics I’m stuck on the Pixar studio (it would be cool to see how they make movies and such up close), the top of mountains in North Carolina (the sunrises are breathtaking), or probably just any beautiful area in Japan with cherry blossoms (or snow. Snow is always an option.) I guess the aesthetic I like is mountains, forests, and cherry blossoms. ^-^’

3. What is your happiest memory?

I think it’s this surprise 14th Birthday party thrown for me and my brother. I had an inkling of an idea that it was being thrown but I was still surprised and amazed when it happened. I pretty much remember almost nothing being wrong (I laughed soda up my nose) and it was so much fun being with my friends.

4. If you could make a permanent crossover between any two shows, and it was guaranteed to be good, which shows would you choose?

Wow this is a lot of power! I immediately think about Gravity Falls and Over the garden wall. They are a common crossover already but they would be good together.

5. The star(s) from the last movie you watched and the star(s) of the last TV show you watched are cast in a new movie together. (Actors, not characters.) What kind of movie is it? Tell me about it.

The last movie I watched was Spirited away and the last show I watched... I saw part of the recent Masked Singer episode. If it’s a full episode then that would be Gravity falls but otherwise I have no clue what the people on the Masked Singer do. I would like to think it’s an animated movie due to all of the VA’s as for the kind of movie, I honestly am not sure. I don’t know if these guys are typecasted or anything of the sort.

6. What’s a hobby that you have outside of Tumblr/fandom? (Sewing, singing, juggling tacos, etc.)

I play acoustic guitar. I have been playing for years and I play it for my church on Sundays.

7. If you could make just one change to Tumblr, and the change was absolutely permanent, what would it be?

The group chat things on mobile? I hear they are only on mobile so I would hope to have it available on computer... and the bugs fixed.

8. Your most recent OTP and your very first OTP meet. What happens? Do they get along? What do they talk about?

My first OTP I think was Bob the builder and Wendy. My most recent is Raz and Lili from Psychonauts I think? I ship a lot of characters. Anyways I would hope they do get along though Bob would probably get frustrated or something. They would probably talk about certain abnormalities like say, the talking construction vehicles and the psychic powers?

9. If you could have any kind of fictional creature as a pet EXCEPT a dragon or a unicorn, what would you pick?

A soot sprite from Spirited away. Those things are so cute!

10. What is your favorite article of clothing that you’re currently wearing? Is it a funky hat? A sparkly ring? A pair of boots?

I guess my (probably fake) silver ring or my red and black glasses. It’s seriously weird when I’m not wearing either of them.

Alright so now I have to come up with questions!

1.) Most recent book that you read? Did you even like it?

2.) If you could talk to anyone real or fictional who would it be? Do you have a reason?

3.) If you could learn anything, what would it be? Any reason why?

4.) If you could bring back any fashion trend, what would it be?

5.) Sci-fi or fantasy?

6.) Favorite fictional character? Would you trade places with them? Why or why not?

7.) If you had a time machine, where would you go? (Staying put is also a viable option.) Any reason why?

8.) Favorite place that you’ve ever traveled to? If you haven’t traveled where do you want to go?

9.) If you could see any movie, show, musical, e.t.c for the first time again, what would it be?

10.) If you could write a book that was guaranteed to be a best seller, what would you write?

Tagging: @avril-circus @lovebytes @anxiousaesthetics @imaginashon @theonetrueblue1 @needle-foot @chamiryokuroi @hccupit @your-deku @malibubandit Only do this if you want to though!

#ten for ten for ten #tag game #this was kind of fun actually

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your-denki-kun · 4 years

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Anniversary

Bakugou and Midoriya have been dating and living together for a while. They're pro hero's. Deku is number one and Bakugou is number two. They're 25.

~Izuku pov.~

Me and Kacchan have been together for 5 years and we have been living together for 2 years now. We're both hero's. I love kacchan with all my heart. Tomorrow is our six year anniversary. Right now I'm at the mall, shopping for a present. I walk into a jewelry store. I look at everything they have. Then I see a necklaces that I absolutely love. It was a simple silver necklace, with a forever sign and a hart through it. The forever sign was brons and the hart was silver with diamonds on it. I took one and bought it. I walk out of the store and towards our house.

When I get home Kacchan is not there. I walk to our room and hide the present. Then I walk into the living room and just sit on the couch. I turn on the TV and watch some TV shows and the news. then I hear the front door open. I smile and walk over to the front door. I see Kacchan and hug him.

''Welcome back Kacchan.'' I say.

''Hey.'' He says, hugging me back.

He releases me and walks up to our room. Not long after he comes down in a grey sweatpants. He isn't wearing a top, but that is usual. He walks into the kitchen and starts cooking. I sit down at the table and just watch him.

''How was work?'' I ask him.

''It was fine. Nothing special.'' He says, I smile.

''What did you do today?'' He asks, not looking at me.

''Nothing much. Walked around a bit, watched tv, that was it I guess. And waiting for you of course.'' I say, smilling sweetly.

Kacchan turns towards me and smirks. He turns back to the food and keeps cooking. I look out the window and see the sun is already setting. I lay my head on the table and sigh in satisfaction.

''You tired?'' Kacchan asks.

I look at him. His back is still turned to me.

''A bit. I didn't sleep well last night.'' I mumble.

He walks over and ruffles my hair. Then he picks me up and carry's me to the bed.

''Nap. I'll wake you up when dinner is ready.'' I smile at him and nod.

He smiles at me lovingly. He kisses my forehead and walks out. I close my eyes and fall asleep.

I feel someone nudging my shoulder. I open my eyes and see Kacchan. I smile and rub my eyes.

''Dinner is ready.'' I nod and stand up.

We walk to the kitchen, holding hands. Once we get to the kitchen we sit down and start eating.

''Let's go to bed early today. I'm also tired.'' Kacchan states.

''Okay Kacchan.'' I say smilling.

Once we finish we put the dishes in the dish washer and walk to the bedroom. I get changed into my pj's and lay down in bed beside Kacchan. I cuddle up to him and lay my head on his chest. He puts his arms around me.

''Good night.'' He mumbles.

''Good night Kacchan.'' I mumble back.

It was three in the morning when I heard a phone ring. I feel Kacchan move and grab his phone.

''What?'' He asks, clearly annoyed. He looks at me. ''I'm on my way.'' He hangs up and gets out of bed.

He gets changed into his hero suit and heads out. I sit up and stare at the door blankly.

''Did he forget again?'' Last year he also forgot the anniversary. ''Maybe it's stupid to celebrate it anyway. He clearly doesn't care. Why did I take a day off for it?'' I feel the tears burn in my eyes.

I loved him and I want to show it to him. I think the anniversary is a good time to do that. I let a lot of things I like for him, but I just want this one day. I pull my legs up to my chest and sob into my knees.

After half an hour I get out of bed and walk into the living room. I turn on the TV and switch to the news. I see Kacchan fighting a villain. He was fighting very hard. I look down at my lap.

''I'm a hero. I shouldn't put myself before others. I should be out there fighting. Saving people. It has always been my dream. So why? Why can't i bring myself to do it on this one day?'' I feel the tears stream down my face again.

I sigh. I hear a loud explosion. I look at the screen and see Kacchan beat the villain. I turn off the TV, smile a small smile and head back to bed. I lay down, my back facing the door and stare into the darkness. An hour later I hear Kacchan walk into the house. He walks into the bedroom, strips and lays down behind me. He hugs me from behind and goes to sleep. Once he's asleep I start to shake. I stand up and walk out of the house. I'm still in my pj's, but who cares. I walk over to Todoroki's house and knock. He opens up and looks at me confused.

''He promised.'' I say, tears streaming down my face once again. He let's me in, knowing what's going on.

~Katsuki pov.~

I open my eyes. It was light outside. I look around, but don't see Deku anywhere. I sit up and walk out of the room. I walk around the house and can't find him anywhere. I'm hella confused.

''Whatever. I don't have to work today. I'll go hang out with Kirishima.'' I get dressed and head to Kirishima's house.

He welcomes me in and we just chill. Once it's 5 pm I head back home. I walk in and still don't see Deku anywhere. I shrug and start on dinner. After 20 minutes the door opens. I turn to the door and see Deku walk in. He walks up to our room in silence. I cock up an eyebrow, but shrug again and continue making dinner. Once dinner is done I call Deku. He walks into the kitchen.

''What's bothering you?'' I ask, setting a plate of katsudon in front of him, he looks at the bowl and doesn't give a kick.

''Nothing.'' He takes a bite and starts eating.

'The fuck? Whatever, if the nerd doesn't want to tell, it's not my problem.' I start eating, glancing at Deku every now and then. Once he's done he places his bowl in the sink and walks into the bedroom again.

''Tsk.'' I finish and do the dishes.

Once I'm done doing dishes I turn on the TV and take out my phone.

~Izuku pov.~

I walk into our room after dinner. I sit down on the edge of the bed. I look at the place I hid the present. I take out the present and look at the box. I fellt the tears burn in my eyes. I let out a shaky breath. I hear Kacchan doing the dishes and walking into the living room when he's done. He turns on the TV.

''He really forgot.....'' I take the present, put it in my pocket and walk out of the room.

I walk into the living room and see Kacchan sitting on the couch, paying attention to his phone and the TV. I look down and walk out of the house. I call Todoroki.

''Hey, Midoriya. He really forgot huh?''

''Yeah.'' I choke out. ''I'm gonna return his present to the shop.'' I say with a shaking voice.

''Do what you want. Call me if you need anything. Bye.''

''Will do. Bye.'' I hang up and walk to the store.

I walk inside and walk up to the cash register. I place the box on the desk.

''I'm returning it. Here's the check.'' She nods and gives me back my money, after pushing on some buttons.

I take the cash and walk out of the store. I head back home and walk in. Kacchan is still sitting on the couch. I hang my head low and walk back to bed. I lay down in the same position as yesterday evening and close my eyes.

The next morning I wake up at six and get ready for the day. I get dressed, eat and then I head out. I walk over to my agency, happy to finaly have something fun to do. I walk in and get greeted by all my friends.

''How was your anniversary?'' Uraraka asks. I look down sad.

''There wasn't any. Kacchan forgot, just like last time. I bet he hung out with Kirishima all day. Sometimes I think Kacchan would be happier if he was in a relationship with Kirishima.'' I say in a sad voice.

''Ohh, Deku, I'm sorry.'' Uraraka says, hugging me tight.

I hug her back. I let her go and we get to work. I was distracted and out of it the entire day. When my shift ended it was 5 pm. I walk home with my face down and my shoulders hanging down. I enter the house and walk to the bathroom. I turn on the shower, strip and step in. I let the tears fall that I have been holding in all day.

'I'm pathetic. why is he even with me? He clearly doesn't love me.' I ask myself. I turn of the shower and dry myself of. I walk into the bedroom and put on some clothes. I walk into the kitchen and see Kacchan cooking. I sit down at the table and look at him. I can't bring myself to smile. I look down at the table.

A bowl of food get's placed in front of me. I look up and see that Kacchan was done cooking. He started eating. I did the same. After a bit I was full, but my bowl wasn't empty yet. I play with the food. I feel Kacchan glancing at me. I stand up and walk into our room. I lay down on the bed and close my eyes. I can't sleep, but at least it's better than sitting in one room with him.

''I'M GOING TO KIRISHIMA'S PLACE!!'' Kacchan yells, slamming the door shut short after. I curl into a ball.

''He doesn't love me.'' I cry. I hear my phone ring.

I look at the screen and see Todoroki is calling. I ignore it and just keep crying. Eventually I fall asleep.

It's been like that for about two weeks now. The tension is becoming unbearable. Kacchan doesn't bring it up, and I'm to scared to, because I'm scared he really doesn't love me anymore. Right now I'm at work.

''Deku-kun, maybe you should go home. You aren't looking to well.'' Uraraka says.

I just nod and leave. I walk home, enter and walk to the bed. I lay down. It's like the bed has been my best friend for the past two weeks. As soon as I get home I go to bed and only come out when I have too. I'm also becoming thinner then is healthy. My friends are very worried about me. I've been closing myself off. I haven't had a good hug in two weeks. Kacchan spoons me when we sleep, but that doesn't count. I hear the front door open.

''Well, see ya later Bakubro. I had fun today.''

''Yeah, Whatever. Bye.''

I hear the front door close and Kacchan walk around the house. 'Are they having an affair? Why wouldn't Kacchan have one? I mean, look at me. I'm ugly, weak, horrible, a crybaby, I don't deserve him.' I start to shake and feel the all to familiar feeling of tears streaming down my face. I sob softly into the pillow.

~Katsuki pov.~

I close the door. I'm worried about Deku. Today I talked to Kirishima about it. I look around and notice Deku is home. 'He must be in the bedroom again. He doesn't leave that place unless I force him. He hasn't been eating either.' I walk over to the bedroom and open the door. I see Deku crying into a pillow. I walk over to him and put my hand on his back, rubbing it gently. He looks at me and moves away. That hurt me.

''What's going on? You've been out of it for two weeks?'' I ask.

He starts to tremble. ''Do you love me?'' This question confuses me.

''Of course.'' He looks down.

''Don't lie. You're having an affair with Kirishima, aren't you?'' He asks in a soft, broken voice.

''No. He's my friend. I'm not good with emotions, so I went to him to ask for advice on how to help you. I don't know what to do anymore. What did I do?'' I ask.

I sounded sad, desperate and concerned. He looks at me and then he looks away again. He plays with his fingers nervously.

''I'm not gonna hurt you. I promise. Please, just tell me what's bothering you.'' I plead. He starts to shake. ''De-Izuku......'' I reach out to him, but he slaps my hand away before I can touch him.

''You forgot. You know what it means to me. And yet you forgot. You went to hang with Kirishima instead. You don't care about me! You don't love me! YOU LOVE HIM!! NOT ME!!'' He yells, tears streaming down his face.

I look at him shocked. 'Did I forget his birthday or something? But it's only november.' I was supper confused on what he meant and I don't know what to do.

''What are you talking about?'' He looks at me.

''Exactly. You forgot! Even my friends remembered! So why didn't you?!'' He stands up and walks out of the room. I walk after him.

''Talk to me!'' I say, grabbing his wrist and turning him around.

He puls his wrist out of my grip.

''WHY WOULD I?!?!''

''BECAUSE I SAY SO!!'' I yell at him.

He looks shocked. He turns around and walks out of the house. I walk after him.

''DON'T YOU DARE RUN AWAY FROM ME!!'' I yell angrily, grabbing his arm.

He looks at me, tears streaming down his face, eyes broken. I let him go.

''Izuku....please, just talk to me!''

''NO!! YOU FORGOT!! YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME!!''

''I DO DAMN IT!! I DO FUCKING CARE ABOUT YOU!! WHY DO YOU THINK I HAVEN'T BEEN SLEEPING WELL FOR THE PAST FEW WEEKS?!?! WHY DO YOU THINK I COOKED ALL YOUR FAVORITE MEALS THE LAST FEW WEEKS?!?!'' I yell.

He freezes and shakes his head furiously.

''DON'T LIE!!''

''I'M NOT LYING!! TALK TO ME!!'' I beg him.

He breaks down in tears and drops down to the ground. I catch him and just hug him, not saying a word. He hugs me like his life depends on it and cries his heard out. I pick him up and walk back into our house. I sit down on the couch and place him on my lap. He cries into my shoulder and shakes violently. I just hug him tight.

''Please, Izuku. Tell me what's been bothering you. I'm worried sick. I don't know what I did wrong, but I want to fix it. I miss your smile and your hugs. I just miss you.'' He stops crying and looks down.

~Izuku pov.~

'Does he mean it? Should I tell him?' I take a deep, shaky breathe.

''T-two weeks ago. I-I told work I wouldn't be coming and d-didn't want to be called in. Unless it was a big, big situation.'' I say softly. Kacchan just rubs my back and listens. ''Do you know why?'' I ask him, looking him in the eyes.

He looked in thought. Then he looks me in the eyes.

''No, why did you do that?'' I look down, feeling the tears come back up.

''Do I really mean that little to you?'' I ask softly.

''No, you mean the world to me Izuku.'' He says, cupping me cheeks.

I look at him with teary eyes.

''Then why did you forget our anniversary?!'' I exclaim.

Kacchan freezes and goes pail. I stand up and walk to our room. Kacchan doesn't follow me. I lay down on the bed and look out the window. I hear the front door open en close. I stand up and walk to the living room. It was empty. Kacchan was gone and so was his phone, jacket, shoes and money. I feel the tears stream down my face. I fall to the ground and let out a pained sob.

Then I hunch over and cry. 'He left me. He really left me. He knows i figured him out.' I repeat in my head. After a bit I hear a knock at the door. I wipe my tears, sniffle and walk to the door. I open up to see our next door neighbor.

''Is everything alright?'' She asks.

''No, but thank you for checking. You can leave now.'' She nods, wishes me luck, says goodbye and walks off.

I close the door again and walk into the kitchen. I grab some ice cream and walk over to the couch. I roll myself up in the blanket and eat the ice cream while watching a sad movie.

After two hours, a movie and a half, three buckets of ice cream and two boxes of tissues later the front door opens. I pause the movie and look up. Kacchan walks in. He's carrying all these bag's. I look back at the tv in silence. I pull the blanket up higher. I hear him walk into the kitchen and our bedroom.

I just lay there, blanket pulled up to my nose, movie on pause and ice cream slowly melting. Then I hear footsteps walk up to me. My feet are lifted up and moved. Then Kacchan sits me up and just hugs me. I don't do a thing. Then he lifts me up and sets me down on a chair in the kitchen. He starts cooking in silence.

Does he hate me? Is he mad? Is he going to kill me? Why is he so silent?' I was getting nervous. Then he places a bowl of katsudon in front of me. I eat it in silence. He doesn't eat. 'Did he really poison it? Am I going to die? Maybe I deserve to die......' I stop eating and begin shaking again.

~Katsuki pov.~

I walk out of the house and towards the mall. I'm mad at myself for forgetting our anniversary. I know how much it means to him and I still forgot. I reach the mall and buy all kinds of things. I bought chocolades, ingredients for katsudon, roses, a necklace, a key chain, a mug, ice cream, sappy movies and Ground Zero merg. After two hours I finaly reach our house.

I walk in. I see Izuku is watching sad movies while eating ice cream. I put the ingredients in the kitchen and walk to our bedroom and place the present there. I walk to the living room and walk over to Izuku. I lift up his feet and move them, so they're on the ground. Then I lift his upper body up and hug him. He doesn't hug me back.

I lift him up and carry him to the kitchen. I set him down on a chair and start on dinner. All this while we haven't said a word. I place the katsudon in front of him and watch as he eats. I, in all honesty, wasn't hungry, because I feel like shit. He stops eating and starts shaking. I walk over to him and crouch down beside him. I look at his face and see tears streaming down. I hug him. He pushes me off and looks away.

''Izuku....?'' I ask.

''Do you hate me? Are you mad at me? Are...are you going to kill me?'' He asks in a soft voice.

''No, I don't hate you nor am I going to kill you. I'm gonna spoil you tonight. I have made you feel like shit for over two weeks. You deserve me to spoil you. And I'm mad at myself for forgetting. I know how much it means to you. I'm sorry.'' I say, cupping his cheek.

He looks at me and starts crying again. He hugs me.

''What did I do now?'' I ask worried.

''Nothing. I'm just happy.'' I smile and hug him tight.

I let him go and stand up.

''Now, finish eating.'' He nods and finishes his food.

I pick him up bridal style and walk to the bedroom. Izuku just hugs me tight. I open the door and place him on the bed, beside all the presents I got for him.

''I got you presents. I didn't wrap then, but I guess it's the idea that counts.'' I say, sitting down beside him.

~Izuku pov.~

I look at all the gifts he got me. Then I remember the necklace I got him. I stand up and walk to my nightstand. I went back the day after I returned it, to buy it again. I get it out and give it to Kacchan. I look at my presents. I see exactly the same necklace. I look at Kacchan. He looks back at me. We smile and then give each other a kiss. I look at all the other presents, while leaning against Kacchan. We are both wearing the necklaces.

''Kacchan. I love you.''

''I love you too.'' He gives me a kiss and then stands up.

He grabs my mug and walks out of the room. I wait patiently for him. He walks back in with steaming mugs of hot chocolade. I take mine. It had whipped cream and marshmallows. I kiss Kacchan. He grabs one of my movies and puts it in the DVD-player.

He sit's down on the bed and places his mug on the nightstand. I place my mug down as well and cuddle up to him. He puts my new blanket over us and puts his arm around me. I rest my head on his chest. The movie had a sad part and I was crying. Kacchan chuckled and gave me some tissues. When it was finished I was tired. I look at Kacchan.

''I'm tired Kacchan.'' I mumble.

''Then go to sleep. I wont leave. Not now, not ever. I promise.'' I smile at him and he does the same.

We lay down, embracing one another and wish each other good night.

~Katsuki pov.~

The next morning I woke up first. I carefully get out of bed and walk to the kitchen. I make us breakfast and bring it to the bedroom. I place it on his nightstand and wake him up.

''Izuku. Wake up. Breakfast is ready.'' He opens his eyes slowly and then rubs them with his fists.

He sits up. I give him the breakfast and he just smiles. I sit down beside him and turn on the TV. We watch some tv while we eat. When we finish eating I place the tray on my nightstand and cuddled with Izuku on the bed. He cuddles me tight and snuggles up to me. I lean my head on his and place a kiss on his hair.

''I missed this.'' I say soft.

''Me too. I should have told you it was our anniversary...'' He mumbles, looking down.

''No, I should have remembered. I'll put the date in my phone as ‘anniversary’ every year. And not as ‘got together with future husband’ on the date self.'' I smirk.

He flushes red and hides his face in my chest.

''Kachaaaan.'' He whines.

''What? It's true.'' I chuckle.

He just hides his face in my chest and I hug him tight.

Two years after that day they got engaged and a year after that they got married. They're thinking about adopting a little kid and maybe a pet. Katsuki has his doubts, but Izuku really want's it and ever since that time Katsuki has a hard time saying no to Izuku. Katsuki never forgot an anniversary again.

made by: denka kaminari. your-denki-kun.

#bnha #bakudeku #bakugou #midoriya #fanfiction #sad #deku #kacchan #shitty writing #bnha fanfiction #shitty content #my own idea #don't repost #own content

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lets-watch-mha · 4 years

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Many needed conversations (and one very tired teacher). ((part 2))

When Bakugo arrived your class, everyone went silent. They just started at him.

Deku was the first one to speak, "Kacchan! Is that mean you're-"

"I'm staying." he cut him off, but avoided his gaze. Instead, he shot an angry look for the rest of the class, "what are you all staring at, idiots?"

He went to his desk and threw his bag at his seat.

Ochaco lifted her chin a bit and stepped forward, looking directly at Bakugo. "We know what you've done to Deku." She said. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

He narrowed the distance between them, getting dangerously close. "I say that you should mind your own business, Round Face."

Rage flashed on her face. "That's it. You're going down, Bakugo!" she pushed him.

At least 5 students rushed to diffuse the situation.

"Uraraka, no!" Deku gently restrained her. "Please, it's ok."

Wisely, he avoided her hands, so she couldn't use them to float him away. That didn't stop her from trying. "It's not ok, Deku! He hurt you so much!"

Iida tried to reason with her, "You can get suspended, is it worth it?"

"YES!"

Meanwhile the entire Bakusquad tried to restrain Bakugo, who surprisingly enough wasn't trying to blast them off when struggling to get out of their grip. "Get off me you fuckers!".

When he finally broke free, Ochaco was ready to continue the fight but Bakugo just left the classroom, slamming the door close.

Kirishima hurried after him, "Bakugo, wait!"

Ochaco was furious. She chose to direct that fury first at Iida. "Why haven't you backed me up? I thought we agreed on this."

Iida looked down. "I did, but then I thought about this. Aizawa-Sense watched the same thing we did, and he talked to Bakugo about it. He probably already punished him. And Midoriya didn't want us to attack him either."

"But Deku forgive everyone ! And Aizawa didn't even expel him! And you've seen how he reacted when he arrived, I bet he's not even sorry!"

Deku put a hand on her shoulder, looking at her with a sad smile. "Thank you for wanting to protect me, Uraraka. Before you, I never had a friend who had my back like this. But I don't want you to get hurt because of me, I can protect myself now." he then looked at the door. "And I can handle Kacchan. He's not the same way he was in middle school, I don't want to reopen old wounds."

Ochaco's heart hurt, she bite her lip, "That doesn't mean you have to forgive him."

"I know, and I'm still not sure I do. But I don't want a revenge. I just want… A new beginning. Where both of us just do the best we can to become heroes, the way we used to dream about when we were little. Is that alright?"

She pulled him in for a hug. "Of course it is. I'm sorry, Deku." She buried her her into his shoulder.

He petted her head. "It's alright, Uraraka."

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

Eijiro run after Bakugo, who quickly stomped away from the classroom.

"Bakugo, wait!"

"Leave me alone, Shitty hair." he hasn't even turned around.

Eijiro caught up with him. "Please, I just want to talk." he touched the angry boy's shoulder and made him face Eijiro.

"Don't want to hear it. I don't care what you, or any of the other extras think!" Bakugo snapped.

"Well, too bad!" Eijiro snapped back. "Because we care about you! You're my friend, Bakugo. And yes, Uraraka shouldn't have started a fight like this but I'm not going to let you to just storm away from your problems."

Eijiro didn't even get to blink before Bakugo grabbed him from the collar of his shirt. "Who the fuck do think you're saying is running away?"

Eijiro didn't even flinch, he looked right into Bakugo's red eyes. "You." he released himself from the grip." Look, the class is pretty hostile to you right now and honestly, I get it. What you did was, pretty messed up, man. And… I've always kind of looked up to you but I have to know… do you even feel bad about it?"

Bakugo scoffed. Then, after a moment, he looked right at him, and looked in a way Eijiro rarely saw before: vulnerable.

"I told him to kill himself, Kirishima." he said, then laughed. It was a dry, desperate sound, Bakugo clenched his hair, looking at Eijiro with a crooked smile. “I should have been expelled. He-he asked them not to. I told him to kill himself and he begged for me to get a second chance. How fucked up is that?”

Eijiro didn’t know what to say to that.

But Bakugo didn’t wait for an answer. “No matter what I did to him, he just wouldn’t give up. No matter how many times I told him that I don’t need his help, that I was stronger than he could ever dream to be and that I didn’t need his pity… ”

He sat down, knees curled up against his chest. “He could have died and it would have been my fault . I pushed him around and Aizawa said it could have been enough for him to actually do that.”

Eijiro sat next to him and put a hand on his shoulder, “Yes, and it’s messed up, but he didn’t . He’s here now, to annoy the crap out of you and offer to help you whether you like it or not.” He tried to send him a comforting smile. “If he asked for you to stay it must means he wants you to have a second chance.”

“But I don’t deserve a second chance.” said Bakugo. And Eijiro knew that if Bakugo was anything, it was fair. He wouldn’t take anything he doesn’t feel like he’s earned.

Eijiro smiled at him. “Then...maybe you can try to deserve it? What has Aizawa-Sensei told you?”

“That I need to go to anger-management lessons.” He said with disdain.

“I dunno, sounds like a good idea, bro. Go to those lessons, apologize to Midoriya, try to be better.”

Bakugo rolled his eyes, “Not that it would help much with the other extras. Why are you even here? Why do you care?”

“Because we’re friends man, even if you don’t want to admit it. And friends look after each other. Even if they make mistakes. And the rest of the class...I think they’ll be a little cold to you for a while but overall it’s Midoriya’s decision whether to forgive you or not. And if he’s ok with you they’ll be too.”

The bell ringed, indicating that they break is over.

Eijiro patted Bakugo’s back, then stood up. “Come on dude, let’s go back.”

Bakugo hasn’t said a thing, but he got up as well.

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

Toshinori didn’t know what to expect when Aizawa said that they need to talk, but he knew it had to be important.

He also didn’t expect young Midoriya to be there, maybe the boy got himself in troubles again? It was an open secret at this point that he and young Midoriya were practically close, even if people didn’t know why exactly. So maybe Aizawa thought he should know about the boy’s situation. This would also explain the nervous look on the hero student’s face, who looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here.

Toshinori hoped it wasn’t anything too serious but knew that whatever it may be, he would be there to support his boy.

“Hello, Yagi.” greeted Aizawa as he and Midoriya entered the room.

Toshinori shot the two a smile, hoping it could calm the kid’s nerves. “Hello Aizawa, I understand that you wanted to talk to me about something, does it have to do with young Midoriya here?”

“Yes.” he replied shortly, then closed the door behind him.

Aizawa went to sit in front of All Might, gesturing Midoriya join them.

Midoriya burst, talking so quickly it was hard to follow. ”I am so, so sorry All Might! I didn’t mean it, I should have stayed that night, I could have avoided this! I will do everything to fix this, I promise. I failed yo-”

He then got cut off by the teacher besides him, who thankfully made things clearer. “As a result of circumstances outside of anyone’s control, the source of Midoriya’s quirk got revealed to his class and I. This is in no way Midoriya’s fault, but we thought it would be good to let you know.”

Midoriya winced. He was shaking as if he was waiting to be yelled at.

“Oh dear, that is pretty surprising.” said Toshinori. For some unknown reason he was more worried about Midoriya’s state than One For All's secret, for the moment. “May I know what those circumstances were?”

Aizawa replied, drily as always, “This is none of your concern.”

But Toshinori wasn’t going to have it. “Consider the fact that this about my successor and my used-to-be quirk, I think this is very much my concern.” he let a trace of anger reach his tone.

Aizawa sighed, and pinched the bridge of his nose. Then he managed to tell All Might with a completely straight face one of the strangest things he’s heard. Midoriya hasn’t contradicted his speech once, but looked incredibly guilty the entire time.

“I see…” Toshinori said in the end of it, trying to make sense of the entire thing. “So this, DVD, is now in your place?”

“Yes.” Aizawa confirmed.

“And no one has any idea where did it come from?” he made sure.

“No.”

“And now the entire class knows.” All Might summed up. He started to get why Aizawa looked so tired. “This is unfortunate but I can see that it was just an accident. I don’t blame you, my boy.” To that, young Midoriya exhaled for maybe the first time in the last few minutes.

“Seems like I am going to have a talk with them on how serious this matter is and why it should stay a secret.” he continued.

“I already have. No one will say a word if they want to study here next year as well.” Reassured Aizawa. “But that leads us to the second topic: why have you kept this a secret from the teachers as well?” he gave him a sharp look.

All Might started sweating, “We-well, you see, I thought the less people to know, the better. Principle Nezu and recovery girl know, but only them. I didn’t think it was vital for anyone else to know.”

Aizawa paused. Then, he repeated what Toshinori just said, “You didn’t think. It was vital, for the people in charge of this boy’s hero training to know he only had his quirk from the start of the school year?” The words were so sharp they felt like knives.

Toshinori sweated even more, “I-I, never imagined he would struggle controlling it so much! I thought I could handle mentoring him myself.”

“ugh, you two are far too similar. You are giving him a bad example, Yagi. Don’t you get that this is a far too large responsibility for one person? One kid? Pressuring him to be the ‘next symbol of peace’ when he hasn’t even graduated high school?”

“But I want to be the next symbol of peace!” Midoriya intervened in the conversation for the first time. “I always wanted to save people like All Might, and then I got this chance, so I want to make it worth something. People are scared, I want to give them hope. And All Might has been a really good mentor, I got a lot better since the first time I used One For All and I continue to improve. I can do it.”

Toshinori felt his heart warming when he heard those words. Ever since that first day, he knew there was something about this kid. And he keeps being proven right again and again.

“All Might got one thing right, problem child.” Aizawa said. “Your heart is so big you would have managed to get yourself in dangerous situations to save people regardless of what anyone told you. At least now you have the powers to probably-not-get-killed while you’re there. I am only mad because I could have helped you better if I knew.”

“You also have to consider that young Midoriya could have been blamed of receiving a special treatment if the teachers knew our connection. I knew he wanted to prove his worth by himself.” All Might argued.

“No one here in UA gets or gives special treatment. Had Midoriya not showed a potential to be a hero, I would have kicked him out in the first day.”

All Might grinned in victory. “So you admit it! You admit he has potential!” he pointed at him.

Midoriya turned red, and then redder when Aizawa said, “I have. I thought I made it clear.” Then he added, “Let’s say that from now on, you two are going to tell me everything related to this quirk and any troubles you have with it, is that alright?”

The boy’s head turned to all might with a questioning expression, waiting to get a permission. “I agree if that’s what you think is best, my boy.”

Then, Midoriya turned to Aizawa:” Then I will. Thank you so much, Sensei.”

All Might could see a hint of a smile on the dark haired man’s face, but it was soon erased when he looked at him again. “That’s good, but I am still not done with you, Yagi. Can you please explain to me why you thought it was a good idea to contain a dangerous villain inside a plastic bottle you put in your pocket? Or why your first instinct to finding out a kid is stuck to your leg is trying to get rid of him mid air? ”

“Wha-”

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

Shota reported the events to the principal, who approved all of his decisions after hearing his reasons.

Only one thing was left: What to do with Aldera Junior High.

Of course, what Shota wanted to do was confront them about the information he had but he can’t exactly tell them where he got it from.

Principal Nezu gave him a sinister smile when he raised that problem, seems like at least this problem will be taken care of.

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

After school, everyone were gathered in the central room. They all looked at Izuku, who stood in front of a board.

“So, I have a few theories on where this DVD came from if you would like to hear them.” he said.

“Please do, I have so many questions.” said Ojiro.

Izuku pointed out to the first point on his list: Time Travel.

“My first theory was that this DVD came here from the future, considered that I have no memory of narrating any of this despite it being my voice. Maybe, a time travel quirk let me send this message to the past, for us to watch together and learn from our experiences.”

“Is that mean you’ll really be the ‘greatest hero’?” asked Ashido while Kacchan scoffed. “As if!” he replied.

Izuku got flustered.”I don’t k-know? Maybe? I mean, I want to hope but I can’t say for sure a-and all of you are pretty amazing as well and-”

“Midoriya. Breath.” Said Jiro.

He took a deep breath and went on.:”However, it doesn’t explain many things. Even if a quirk was used to record my memories somehow, there were scenes where I wasn’t even present, along with the inner voices of other people and some animation effects. Which leads us to the second theory.”

He pointed on the board. “Alternative universe.”

“Isn’t all of that a little too sci-fie?” asked Hagakure.

Kaminari shrugged. “I mean, at least it’s an explanation.”

Yaorazou tucked her hair behind her ear. “While alternative universes are a popular concept in the science fiction genre, the idea came from real science-based theories. The universe is infinite after all, there may be countless of “alternative versions” of us out there. However, no one ever found a proof to those theories.”

“Thank you for explaining this so well, Yaorazou.” said Izuku.

“Wait, so there’s an alternative universe where we’re just a TV show characters? or...actors, or something? That’s mind blowing.” said Sato.

“But if that DVD is from an alternative universe, how did it even arrive here? And why?” asked Uraraka.

Izuku shrugged. “I don’t know, maybe there’s a quirk that can transfer objects from alternative dimensions? That could be so cool. The possibilities are endless.”

“In other words, you have no answer.” Todoroki said flatly.

Izuku started sweating, “No, not really…”

“Wait.” Said Tokoyami. “There’s still my theory.”

“Oh, right.” Izuku pointed at the last sentence on the board: Black Magic.

“Seriously?!” asked Mineta.

“I don’t actually know enough about it, I wrote it because Tokoyami insisted. So I’ll just let him explain from now on.” Izuku sat down, passing the pointer to Dark Shadow who held it in his mouth.

“Black Magic can explain it all: The mysterious DVD that appeared out of nowhere, containing secrets known to few, the TV and remote who got stuck just when we wanted to stop watching. This DVD came to us from an alternative realem-the dark one. It’s purpose is to force us watch our lowest moments and relive them.”

Everyone just stared at him for a while, til Tsuyu noted:”But no one’s forcing us to do anything. We choose to watch that.”

Tokoyami hasn’t lost his cool. “curiosity is both man’s greatest ally and his greatest enemy.”

Then, Kacchan decided he had it. “CAN YOU NERDS STOP TALKING ABOUT THIS STUPID DVD?! Who cares where it came from?! It’s here now and we can either watch it or not.”

Shoji petted his chin. “Actually, we probably should talk about what we should do next. We all agreed to continue to watch the show, but it was without Bakugo and Midoriya. We need to make sure they’re ok with it.”

Everyone’s eyes turned first to Izuku, who got nervous as a result. “I-I mean, I was pretty overwhelmed before but if the show will be about the events since I got into the UA I should be good? Also I don’t really want to be the reason why you won’t get to watch something you like. And if the show is from my perspective you all will get to see how amazing you are, because that’s how I see you.”

“Aww, Deku!” Uraraka hugged him.

Iida smiled at him as well. “We appreciate your permission, Midoriya. I hope you could see how amazing you are as well.”

“What about Bakugo?” asked Todoroki, and everyone’s gaze turned to Kacchan now.

He got up from the couch. “Tch, as if I care what you morons do in your free time. But don’t expect me to watch this nonsense as well. I have better things to do.”

“Then it settled.” said Iida. “We should tell Aizawa our decision.”

#My hero academia

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parappa-and-lammy · 5 years

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Sorry at @anon y @fig for the s u p e r l a t e response, haven’t been feelin anywhere near 100% at all soo

BUT now i feel okay-ish! Enough to answer! yee soo hhhhn my teacher pairings and other series pairings hoo boy

just let you know This postll have tags ‘non p@r@ppa’ and 'long post’ in case you dont wanna see but here we go, teacher pairs first i guess

I wish i could draw for them all. For now though, we’ll make due with a list, in no particular order. it’s juice and jam time.

So firsty to start it all off 1. Papa Rappa and General Potter - even though they arent teachers im just countin em because yknow theyre adults. I like em together a lot, and even considered writing my own thing for it (i never did post the art of them together) yet ONLY if Sloane ‘Phoenix’ Rappa were out of the picture somehow! Otherwise the two doggos bein together are good 💝

2. Mooselini y Cheap Cheap - something that always makes me interest in a pair at first is cute art, usually. I like em together and think its adorable :’3 ive even thought of scenarios for em, that maaaybee could be developed into a fic. Maybe

3. Fleaswallow/Cheap Cheap - look ive been a fan of the weird headcanon of ‘The chicken is a convict’ and think itd be great for this one. Theyd smonk weed and plan new ways to sell their stuff together

4. Mushi or Guru Ant/ Takoyama - hehe the octopus has a thing for invertebrates :P i obviously like him with Mushi, but ive warmed up a lot to him bein with Guru Ant as well 💜 fan favorites gettin paired togetherr

5. Captain Fussenpepper y Cathy Pillar - man these two always get buried and forgotten overall... but i think them old farts would be really cuute togetherr 😻 theyd go on cute dates in their golden years and stuff,,, and Cathy would be able to handle him at his best and worst thanks to her nursing experience

6. Teriyaki Yoko and Paul Chuck - i think it hilarious how they were goin on a dinner date in the newer anime and it makes sense too; only a man as tough and off his rocker as him would like the demon of the maybe-hell place

7. Beard Burger with his wife, End of that wholesome story.

8. this aint exactly a pair since naaah, but ive always really liked the idea of Takoyama and Cheap Cheapp bein buds. Theyd hangout and talk shit about the other and have a gay old time ❤️️🧡💛💚💙💜 ive been meaning to draw it for the longest time, but i havent yet

9. Talking about Takoyama, i heard an idea somewhere about he and Moosesha bein together 🤔 of course thats a slim idea right there, but i still like it! ^.^ most likely has to do with them bein total opposites is all 💗 ive always loved that trope

10. And finaallyyy Colonel Noodle, who obviously the best to be paired with him would be a piping hot bowl of ramen moodles :v but Really, i see lotsa cute ideas, the ones i like mostest being of him with PaRappa or Rammy~

and thaaats the teacherss of the series, i guess uh. Onwards to the ‘other series’ shipsssss. Itll be a random handful-ish that i come up with on the top of my head. imma try and keep it shorter as well this post is already MUCH TOO LONG

1. startin off this series with Naruhina because i like it as much as Parapp and Lams 💖 -from the Naruto series

They inspire and help each other out so much and hhhhh needless to say im extremely happy with how the series progressed 😻😻 like unbelievably happy, i have to hurry up and watch it all and squee over it

2. Ive super duper liked marceline/princess bubblegum ever since that one episode clearly hinted at feelings in that one episode with the witch and the shirt and the kitty alarm clock that i need 💗 - from Adventure Time

they like each otherrr, they have for a whiile, so imagine my excitement when certain things happen in AT, which has ended recently :’S i seriously have to rewatch and marathon the show to see it myself

3. Deku and Ocharaka. Uraka, CHOCOLATE im so terrible at remembering their names :’D 💔💝 - from My Hero Academia

i just recently started watchin BNHA and i gotta say, i adore it and i adore these two 😻 it just so cute,,,, seein em interact on screen is so adorable in itself, i gotta keep watching to catch up on the series because i love it overall

4. And for something from a series not so sweet and fluffyyy, Bubba/Leatherface and Stretch, whichever her last and real name is because i keep forgetting iittt 💓💖 - from TCM2

This movie is the first in the series that i’ve watched (ive since bingewatched every single other installment...even the two not-so-goods ones shiver), and i absolutely loved each second they interacted on screen,, =w= its just. so cute, and oddly sweet for the movie it is. It’s a sad shame it wasn’t too developed and all, but i still utterly love it ;w; ❤️️❣️💝💕

and finally 5. Lapidot because of course; loving Steven Universe as much as i do of course it makes it onto the list 💚💙💚💙

I remember startin to like em as a pair waay before they were introduced to each other (because whadya know, i saw some cute arts and was hooked), but then the series progressed, Rebecca did some cute arts of em also, i just love em together and need to watch more SU

And there ya have it! :D my shippings for the teachers, and also some random pairs from other series as wellll!~ this post is way too hecking long but it was fun to do when i finally was feeling better!

Thanks for sendin them asks in, and sorry it took so long! 💕

#sfw #long post #non p@r@ppa #ask #asks #oh woof it took so long to get to this #:'3 thanks for sendin your stuffs in m'dudes #nyall are groovy

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imamessofawriter · 6 years

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Tododeku week 2018

Day 5

Theme: Promises

Quote: “Life is bristling with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to cultivate one’s garden.” — Voltaire, letter to Pierre-Joseph Luneau de Boisjermain (21 October 1769)

Warnings: Alternate Universe.

@tododeku-week

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Garden of promises

Todoroki Shōto had started his part time job as barista in a coffee shop close to his university campus. After rebelling against his father by choosing a fine art major, Todoroki Enji had cut off all financial support in regards to his son. Leaving a nineteen-year-old boy almost broke and without any money. Shōto had been grateful for his scholarship to take off the load by paying the tuition fees. Leaving whatever money he has to pay rent, and as living expenses for food and other necessities.

The coffee shop was small and located at the corner of an empty street. Its location made it ideal for coffee loving college student to frequent and order coffee that wasn’t Starbucks or Costa. The entire street wasn’t appealing, it consisted of small random shops whose target was definitely not the academic demographic.

Opposite of the small shop was a huge and loud flower shop. Colors and designs that are enough to blind one’s eyes. However, it was the busiest and most visited shop in the street. Having more customers than Zero Gravity Coffee.

“Listen Todoroki, every day you will be delivering a flat white, except on Fridays it’ll be an Americano, both in extra-large to All Mighty flowers across from us at 11:30 in the morning to a guy named Midoriya Izuku,” Uraraka Ochako, the shift manager, explained, “he has wild and untamed green hair, the greenest eyes you’ve ever seen and freckles.”

“We do deliveries?” Shōto had asked, confused. He hadn’t read anything about deliveries in the job description.

“No,” she answered in a bubbly voice, “Deku is a close friend and our number one customer so we kind of spoil him.”

“Deku?”

“It’s a nickname,” the lively manager smiled sheepishly, “now off to work.”

It was only the first week and Shōto had went to deliver the flat white in extra-large every day at 11:30 as told. And every day he would be greeted by a huge smile and a dirt covered teen, who seemed to be quite flustered and doesn’t know his bearings as well. The freckled man would pay Shōto and thank him for his cup of coffee, and then he would start muttering excessively about pot’s and seeds.

On Friday per Uraraka’s instruction, he made an Americano in extra-large and took it to the flower shop. His backpack on his shoulder and out of the shop’s uniform. “Midoriya, your americano is here,” he announced, looking around the unusually, almost quiet shop.

“Just a second,” he heard the frustrated yell coming from the back of the shop. Soon he was greeted with Midoriya, looking different from usual. The green haired male was out of his gardening apron and uniform, he wasn’t covered in dirt for once, and he was carrying a backpack.

“Thank you,” he greeted, taking the foam cup and handing Shōto the money.

“You are a student as well?” Shōto asked, never having seen Midoriya in anything other than his work uniform or anywhere out of the shop.

“Yeah,” Midoriya nodded, moving to grab a small flower arrangement made of yellow lilies, goldenrod and daffodils. They were the same exact arrangement as the one in the middle of the shop front window, even in the same vase. “Uraraka said that the old arrangement is withering so I made a new one,” he explained, “I need to drop it off.”

“I’ll help you,” Todoroki offered, “either way I need to put the money in the till.”

“Tsyu-chan tell Yagi-san that I’m going to class and take care,” he yelled to his coworker, who was at the other end of the shop. He had seen her on Monday, Wednesday and now Friday. At first, he thought that she and Midoriya were siblings until he read her name tag. There was another girl who worked at the shop, Todoroki had only seen her working after 3PM. She also had green hair that looked like vines, and he again thought that she was related to Midoriya somehow.

“Don’t worry Midoriya-chan,” she replied, “Ibara-chan will be here in a few to cover your shift.”

The two went to the coffee shop together. Todoroki giving one of the workers the money to put on the till while Midoriya placed the flowers in the shop window. “Mind if we walk together?” Midoriya asked as he skipped towards Todoroki. He was already out of the shop and in the street.

“It’s fine,” was all Todoroki said, his eyes glued to the phone in his hands. They walked in an awkward silent, Midoriya occasionally sipping his americano and tapping on his phone. “What major are you in?” Todoroki suddenly asked out of the blue to break the ice. As they neared the campus, the number of students around them growing larger.

“Social sciences, majoring in psychology,” Izuku replied, “what about you?”

“Fine arts, architecture.”

“I thought architecture was part of the college of engineering?”

“That’s Architectural engineering,” Shōto answered, annoyed with the question, “I specialize in the aesthetics of architect, the visuals and designs.”

“I see,” Izuku nodded and stopped in his tracks. He pointed towards a second road, “I’m heading that way but I’ll see you around.”

Shōto waved and headed towards his class. Ever since that day, he and Midoriya became close acquaintances but not enough to call themselves friends. Shōto had learned that all of Midoriya’s classes were from 8 am till 11 am and then he will resume from 2:30 pm till 4:00pm. The only exception was Friday where he had some sort of research class from 12:00 pm till 2:15 pm.

Months have passed and Shōto was free to visit his mother during winter break. He decided that because it’s the first time in almost a long time since he last saw his mother, he would ask Midoriya to make a flower arrangement for her. He had seen the wonderous arrangement the psychologist had done and had full faith in his abilities.

“Who are they for?” Midoriya asked, taking a sip of his flat white.

“My mother,” Todoroki admitted, rubbing his neck sheepishly, “I haven’t visited her in a long time and I wanted to give her a nice basket or arrangement.”

“Sure thing,” Midoriya smiled, “just describe her to me and I will make you the perfect basket.”

“I don’t understand how describing my mother will help you make a perfect basket, I thought I would pick her favorite flower and some red roses?”

“Todoroki-kun, red roses mean love and romance,” Midoriya explained. He bore an aghast expression as if Todoroki had said something offensive or scandalous. “If you want to show your mother that you love her you would go with pink or orange roses, or maybe something that means pure love like a white carnation or perhaps a sunflower or, or a sweet pea, something like that.”

“I didn’t know that.” The dual haired boy admitted, not bothered by the muttering and rambling, having gotten used to it since the start of the semester, “what about amaryllis?”

“Let’s see, a star shaped means pride, determination,” Izuku began, “and it is also used to indicate worth beyond beauty. But the story behind it is quite sad, the Greeks said that Amaryllis fell in love with Alteo, and to win him over she dressed in white and stabbed her heart 30 times in front of his door with a golden arrow, killing herself. When Alteo came out he saw a beautiful crimson flower covered in red from the blood of her heart.”

“That’s deep.”

“Most flowers are,” Izuku chuckled, “but people don’t care about their meanings, they care about how beautiful and attractive they are. Like surface attraction but once they know what’s underneath they get turned off by it.”

“I see,” Shōto nodded, seemingly thoughtful for a few seconds, “then can you make a basket that represent strength, appreciation, and innocence?”

“What’s your budget?”

“Since it’s for my mother I would rather not put a limit.”

“Any specific date or time you want them done, so they can be fresh when she receives them?”

“The week after the next, on the 15th, how about it?” Shōto asked, after revisiting his schedule in his mind, “when I deliver your flat white would be nice.”

“Got it, in 10 days” Midoriya noted in his book, muttering about many possibilities and combinations, seeming very focused at the moment. Shōto smiled and left the boy to his own devices, heading back to the coffee shop with a box of new centerpieces for their tables.

In the next ten days that he would visit to deliver the coffee cup, he would stay at Midoriya’s for five minutes and learn about flower’s and their meanings. Afterhours, the two would meet and talk about life, their past, their hopes and future. Shōto began opening up about his childhood, how his mother has been hospitalized for a decade, and his father cutting him off financially. How every other week a challenge stood in his way and he had to fight it. How sometimes he almost thought of giving up his dream to satisfy his father.

In turn Midoriya was able to quickly assess Todoroki’s mood, his mental state. He used his knowledge in psychology to cheer the boy up during their five-minute exchange every morning. During those visits, sometimes the florist would hand him a single piece of flower and say that it describes him or to cheer him up. And every time, Shōto would put the flower in a vase at his dorm room until it withered and he had to throw it out.

He had chrysanthemums because he is honest. Alstroemeria for their friendship and fortune. Pear blossom for a lasting friendship. Aster because it symbolizes Shōto’s patience and elegance. A gladiolus for his strength of character. And every time, he would open his laptop and search for the meaning and history of the flower. Looking for more meanings and symbols than the ones Midoriya had gave him.

“Your total would be 30,600 yen please,” Midoriya stated as he took the flat white from Shōto, “but since you are a friend I gave you a 15% discount and now it’s 26,000 yen.”

“That’s…” Shōto looked at Midoriya trying to think of the right word. That was roughly his entire paycheck for the week. He was just grateful that he had been saving almost 3000 yen per week and setting them to the side.

“Expensive I know, but it’s the cheapest arrangement I could make but still enough to wow your mother and she can use it like a centerpiece or decoration” Midoriya stated, leaving his coffee on the counter and grabbing a large basket. Or what was supposed to be a basket. It was a large round blue glass vase with yellow and gold engravings. There were many different flowers arranged accordingly, sage and oak leaves wrapping the flowers. Purple hyacinth’s, daylilies, a single lotus at the corner next to some sweet woodruff. There were white carnations, goldenrod, blue forget-me-not’s, white valerians, blue and yellow irises, and even some amaryllis.

Looking at the basket, Todoroki understood why it was expensive. It was neat and elegant even though there were tons of different flowers in there. It had exceeded his expectations.

“I used a blue vase instead of a normal basket because it’s much nicer. The hyacinth means sorrow, forgiveness and regret. Don’t worry the daylilies are not toxic, and in Chinese they represent mothers. A lotus for purity and rebirth. Some woodruff because it means humility since both you described your mother as a modest person. The white carnation means sweet and lovely, as well as innocence and pure love. Goldenrod are used to encourage people and I thought that your mother would definitely need encouraging. Blue forget-me-not’s that pretty self-explanatory, white valerians are known to calm people. And some blue Irises for faith and hope while the yellow are for passion. I also added a few amaryllises since they are her favorite and they mean pride. I also covered any holes or areas with sage, they symbol of wisdom and oak leaves which mean strength.” Midoriya explained rather quickly, before clamping a hand over his mouth, cheeks red in embarrassment, “I’m doing it again, aren’t I.”

“Wow,” Todoroki breathed, awestruck, “they are beautiful, thank you.”

He grabbed his wallet and paid Izuku for the arrangement. All the while a smile on his face, seemingly happy and content with it. “If she takes care of them well and water them, they can last up to a month,” Midoriya pointed, “and tell me about the visit when you come back, I’ll miss you bringing my coffee.”

Shōto had said goodbye to Midoriya and went back to his dorm room. Picking up some things and heading out to visit his mother. The visit was quite short in itself, he had reconciled with his mother in his first year of high school, and the last time he saw her was at the beginning of his third year. He had updated her with his situation, but it seems that her mental health had not made any progress since he last saw her.

“It’s like the don’t even try with her,” Shōto complained, the sun low in the sky as he sat on the flower shop counter the weekend he returned. He turned and looked at Midoriya who was busy trying to arrange some red roses, primroses with some heliotropes in a medium sized bouquet for a guy who was going to propose to his girlfriend on their four-year anniversary.

“They are giving her the wrong treatments,” Midoriya commented, completely focused on his flowers. “If it were up to me I would start by having looking at the source of her breakdown, making a list of factors that affected her in chronological order. Then I will start slowly from the last factor making my way to the first. They are trying to treat the root of the problem without addressing all the other problems, it’s like asking a baby to walk before he starts crawling. They seem desperate to have her forgive your father without acknowledging everything else. Mentioning him at every session will damage her more than help her. but that would also depend on how willing she is to discuss everything and to seek therapy. Did the hospital change her doctors? Do they let her walk around the hospital or be out in the open? Being cooped up on the same place for ten years can be pretty damaging as well. Do –”

“Midoriya you are muttering again,” Todoroki had cut off the florist, looking at him with a smile, “I barely made a word of what you’re saying.”

“Sorry,” the florist blushed as he wrapped the flowers in black tissue paper with a brown string holding it all together. He smiled brightly as he sat the flower down, looking at it in deep thought. “Hey Todoroki,” he called, “can she wait for me?”

“Who?” the architect cooked his head to the side in confusion. Not following where the conversation was headed to or who the florist was talking about.

“Your mother,” the other smiled, a soft and comforting smile, “once I finish my degree I will treat her and help her.”

“You would?” he asked. Knowing that the other was fully planning to help his mother. He got to know Midoriya and the kind of person he was, there was no doubt that the freckled man was going to help her.

“I promise to you that I will make her better.”

“In that case I will design your office,” Todoroki smiled back, “There will be a lot of flowers engravings and flower prints, the ceiling will have a painting of a flower garden, how about that?”

“That sounds lovely.”

Since that week, Midoriya Izuku would study about abuse victims in his free time. He would still continue observing Shōto whenever they would hang around. Making the boy a flower crown of his favorite flowers whenever he was sad or overly emotional. Sometimes he sends Shōto a flower with a small note whenever he delivered some centerpieces to the coffee shop. Occasionally picking the coffee order himself just so they can chat. Uraraka giving them the look and shooing them back to work, sporting a knowing grin.

One day a small bouquet with only six flowers, was delivered to Todoroki Rei’s hospital room, two pink roses, two irises and two white clovers. She was surprised to see the flowers and wondered who had sent them. She took the card and read the message, shaking as tears of happiness trickled down her cheek.

Pink roses are for grace. Irises are for good new. White clover means ‘I promise’.

Todoroki Rei, I promises to help you and your son in any way I can. I will make sure that he is happy.

The future will be bright.

Signed, Shōto’s friend.

That day Todoroki Shōto had received a call from the hospital. His mother told him about the flowers and asked him to thank Midoriya. The next day the florist arrived at the flower shop to find a steaming cup of flat white on the counter, next to it was a single dark pink rose with a note attached.

Would like to go out on a date sometime?

Todoroki Shōto.

P.S. The coffee is on me.

Midoriya smiled at the carefully chosen flower, the symbol it meant. Gratitude and love.

“Hey Izuku,” Shōto greeted kissing Midoriya on the cheek, and waved to the other occupant of the room, “hey mom”. The two had grown older since then. They graduated from college and started their careers. Izuku as promised had went to Todoroki Rei and helped her more than any doctor had accomplished to do. He managed to have her check out of the hospital and is currently living with him and Shōto in their house.

Todoroki had paid him back by designing his therapy center. A wall covered in 3D flowers with their meanings underneath each one. The ceiling looked like a roman painting of angels and cupids tending to a flower garden. The garden had greatly resembled the personal garden in their backyard, it was filled with flowers ranging from roses to poppies, carnations, dandelions and jasmines. There was also a cherry blossom tree.

And every time they went through something or felt an emotion strongly, they would grow a flower that represent that emotion. They called it their garden of promises.

A/N: Todoroki’s receives minimum wage which is 800 yen (appx $7.25) which I worked out by converting $7.25 into yen and rounding the number, he works for 6 hours a day and makes roughly 4800 yen/day ($45), again 800x6, every day during the week makes his weekly allowance, 33600 yen ($300). The bouquet initially costed $275 but was discounted to roughly $230. The arrangement is professionally made and uses many different flowers so obviously this bouquet will be expensive compared to grocery shop bouquets, also taking into account that the thing was really huge, almost 20 inches in diameter.

#tododeku week 2018 #tododeku #todoroki shouto #midoriya izuku #flower shop AU #coffee shop AU #happy ending #Todoroki Rei

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itsnothingofinterest · 3 years

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So while we’re in this delay-induced downtime, just for fun, I’d like to make a few short term predictions for Hero Aca’s future; Namely I’d like to make some predictions about what I think the next 3-ish arcs will be after the Paranormal Liberation “War” arc.

(Small preface, I am making these predictions under the prediction that the current arc will end with at least 99.9% of the PLF getting away & society as a whole some form of devastated by this arc’s events. Both safe bets, I think.)

Anyway yeah, here’s my predictions on what I think the next 3 arcs will be; the prison break arc, the start of the 2nd year arc, and the 2nd Sports Festival arc.

The Prison Break Arc (early April, in-universe)

A long-expected arc, this is one that finally feels like everything’s in place for. The PLF finally have all their resources to fight against society, but the timing’s not right so they need to be productive between now & their real big attack (which we’ll get back to). But the villains do have a few personal issues to take care of, namely friends in need of rescuing and potato-heads in need of confronting. Also taking out a massive prison before major attack just seems like a smart move.

This arc’s got a lot going for it. First, people are thinking we could see PLF members (usually Dabi) getting captured and needing rescuing from Tartarus; and if that does happen, we could get some cool character interactions out of it.

But even without that, we’ll get reunions with Muscular, Moonfish, & especially Kurogiri. (Also maybe Mustard? It’s yet to be confirmed or denied if he’s in Tartarus, and one the one hand he’s a kid, but on the other we’re 5 for 5 for caught League members/associates going to Tartarus.) We’ve got the potential continuation of the Kurogiri/Shirakumo storyline. We’ve got Stain meeting some combination of Toga, Spinner, & Dabi. We’ve got Shigaraki meeting with AFO again, which could very likely end up rather ugly as he confronts him for his shenanigans, his weakness, & the actions of his vestige. I could honestly see Tomura vs AFO being the final boss fight of this arc.

But before all that, we also have the PLF fighting against Tartarus’ forces. It’s the perfect opportunity to see some action for PLF members that’ve been quiet this arc, like Trumpet or Redestro, and get to know some of the advisors better. And on the other hand we can see the defense systems in Tartarus, as well as meet new...well I’m not sure if they’d be classified as heroes, but I imagine the workers would be licensed to use their quirks. It’d be an interesting battle is what I’m saying.

The Start of 2nd Year Arc (late April, in-universe)

Honestly, I’m not sure what this arc would actually entail, but I do think it would be necessary before the next big arc. A chance to see what the start of the new school year brings, a chance to see how everyone is handling the events of the failed PLF raid, and one last chance to set up another dark horse or 2 for the next arc, like how Jirou, Aoyama, & Mina have gotten some importance in the last few student-focused arcs.

Also it would be the final piece to Shinso’s current arc, with him actually getting into a hero class, and hopefully a chance to start up a new arc. While we’re at it, we could get other new students too, like new 1st years or maybe even a transfer student so 1a & 1b continue having even student body counts.

But what this arc would actually be, I don’t have a clue about. It could be some simple new training exercise for 2nd years to start out the new years. Or it could be something in response to the villains’ rise, perhaps some new extreme exercise mandated by the Hero Commission or even the government itself. It could also be either a decent length or quite short, since not a lot really needs to happen.

As an aside before we move on, I’m not really sure if this would go before or after the Prison Break arc. I mean I say this would be late April and that one early, but they could easily set this arc over the break in order to reverse the order. The only important bits is they have have 2 arcs, one with the villains and one with the students, to see where everyone’s at.

The 2nd Sports Festival (early May, in-universe)

This will be the next big arc. The Sports festival; the one time of year when hundreds of heroes are known to gather in a single location, a massive cultural event to Japan, a chance to see how far everyone’s really grown since the last Sports Festival, & coincidentally taking place 4 months after Toga said Tomura was going to destroy everything in 4 months. Except the entire point of this theory (and I mean the entire theory) is that that’s not a coincidence and I’ve never believed it was.

So put simple, I’m excepting things to go all Chunin Exams this year, so it would be divided into 2 sections...actually 3 since we need to establish why this is happening at all.

And the reason it would happen at all after Jaku is simple; good PR. The hero commission & hero society as a whole is currently running on good PR and the faith of the people, and I’ve long expected the higher ups to get desperate if that faith were called into question. People can do stupid stuff to save face so of course they’re still holding this big event in the aftermath of a major villain victory and the ruined reputation of at least the top 2 heroes; it’ll show how...unwavering they are...or something. Oh but don’t worry, they’ll up security; I mean they’re not idiots.

But yeah, then there’s the tournament itself, which would have a lot going on. Everyone would be affected by the PLF raid in lots of potential ways; maybe some are wondering why they’re bothering with this while others see it as a way to reassure people or to get stronger. We’ll get to see everyone’s growth and have a proper tourney where we know everyone, instead of being introduced to a lot of people’s competence level for the first time. Deku will get to try again to show off to the world, and might even got the the finals this time.

I’m not sure if he’ll win though, a) because this would probably be Bakugou’s last opportunity to fight Deku with even the remotest chance to win, b) there should be a 3rd festival in the 3rd year and we’ve got to keep up progression, and c) who can even say there’ll be a winner if I’m expecting things to go all Chunin Exams?

And yeah, that leads to the start of the war-for-real, the big shake up likely to shape the entire rest of the school year, the big attack where things go all Chunin Exams. I’m honestly not sure what it would entail, actually, since there’s so many options to make this a big status quo-shaking moment for the PLF to peruse. Off the top of my head:

They could launch a big attack on UA, with hundreds to thousands of heroes gathered in an attempt to kill them all and end heroics by default. It’s certainly an effective way to get the students involved, to the point that if this wasn’t the plan, I wouldn’t be surprised if the PLF pretended it was anyway as a diversion. One way or another, I think the students have to be involved in this fight.

They could attack some key target, like the Hero Commission building or whatever base of government japan has. I mean if so many of the heroes are in one place, that must mean there’s not a lot anywhere else, which means a lot of places should be relatively unprotected...in theory. In practice, I wouldn’t be surprised if top heroes met the PLF at where ever they’re going.

Lastly, they could just attack lots of cities at once like they said they would. I’m not sure if this would really be the focus, since this being the big attack implies they want to do it all in one day, where this felt to me more like a long term plan when I heard it; but I’m leaving it on the table anyway. Maybe they will try to physically collapse society in one day, who knows?

One last prediction before we close out: if Endeavor is still alive by this point, instead of dying fighting Touya in the current arc, this arc will be where he dies. This will be to force All Might to the spotlight, both as people reminisce to when he was no.1, and as he intentionally goes out to try & keep faith in heroes alive. As a result, the target on his back that was removed with his retirement will return to him, and his safety will once again be a concern.

And that about sums it up; I think we’ll have a villain arc, a hero arc, and then the next big conflict arc where things get shaken up once again. And then whatever the aftermath of these arcs are, they’ll be what really shapes the status quo and be what separates the students’ 2nd year from the 1st.

That’s the really safe version of my prediction anyway, but I’m prepared to be wrong regardless. And even so, I’m excited to see where the story will go after Jaku.

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1-64 please

lol so witty xp but thank you for these! :p

1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you?

I mean, yeah. Sometimes I doubt my own existence, tbh. How are we real, what defines reality, etc. etc. etc.

2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you?

A...2? Maybe? I love the dark, but there are legitimate things to be afraid of in the dark. You can’t see potential attacks as well in the cloak of darkness, everything we’ve been conditioned to think be afraid of (..rape, etc.). Plus, obviously, horror movies and whatnot have instilled an anxiety about “monsters” lurking there. But also, the night is beautiful and calming and cool - there’s the moon and stars lights shine that much brighter...

3. The person you would never want to meet?

Government officials? Barney? Big Bird? Freddy??

4. What is your favorite word?

Fuck. Astral. Loquacious. Stellar. Absurd.

I just really love a lot of words, tbh.

5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be?

Deku tree!

6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought?

Eeeeeewwwww.

7. What shirt are you wearing?

Black button down! Super simple!

8. What do you label yourself as?

Very, very queer.

9. Bright room or dark room?

Bright room, dark furniture. (I did the black room thing, it made it quite hard to see, tbh.)

10. What were you doing at midnight last night?

Sleeping!

11. Favorite age you’ve been so far?

...21? Maybe? Sure?

12. Who told you they loved you last?

My mom!

13. Your worst enemy?

Myself.

14. What is your current desktop picture?

Self-promo time, but it’s literally just my YouTube logo??

15. Do you like someone?

Many people!

16. The last song you listened to?

“Fake Happy” - Paramore

17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?

Do I really have to pick just one person?? lol

18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face?

Oooooh boy.........

19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do?

;) anyone who’s consenting ;p

lol

no, i don’t know? I like doings for myself, to be honest. And if someone is helping me with something I’m asking of them, I want them to want to or to actually have the capacity to freely say yes or no. So the idea of a slave even for a day isn’t too appealing.

20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional)

...forearms? Maybe?

21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do?

BRO I HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS A LOT because when I think about myself in my head, I kind of imagine myself as a dude that looks a lot like Ville Valo/Gerard Way/...Cyr kind of mix? Id hardcore spend a lot of the day just jacking off, let’s be real. But also just existing because yesssss at last.

22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it?

Nope, 100% talentless!

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of?

Don’t know about unique? But animals. And people in full body costumes like fur suits?

24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal.

No thanks.

25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it?

Yay! I don’t! It goes into the bank! soicansaveupforthestuffthatiactuallyneed/wantthatcostsmorethan100dollars

26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go?

England. Tbh, Brighton looks fucking lovely.

27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be?

The sweetest wine, ever, but also horribly cheap because so am I: Bartenura Moscato

28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place?

Be kind to yourself and each other.

29. What is your favorite expletive?

FUCK.

30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno?

Oh, computer/hard drives, definitely.

31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

...part of me doesn’t want to erase anything because it’s all contributed to where I am currently in life....? I do better with bad experiences than the possibility of the unknown.

32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world!

FUCK YES, UK, I AM COMING FOR YOU.

33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?

Uhhhh. Someone who didn’t want to die - who died before their time and requests to be brought back...I don’t want to bring life to someone who doesn’t want it.

34. What was your last dream about?

Oh. I had some dream last night and I can’t remember what it was but I think it involved Arin Hanson? And I wish I remembered it because he’s a fucking A+ gem.

35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]?

Human? Naaaah.

36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital?

Not...that I recall? I think I went to the ER when I was about 6 with a head injury from a hockey puck.

37. Have you ever built a snowman?

No!! I want to visit snow so bad!

38. What is the color of your socks?

Shockingly? Black.

39. What type of music do you like?

Alt rock/pop rock. :)

40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?

Sunsets...

41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor?

I...literally don’t even remember?

42. What football team do you support? (I will answer in terms of American football as well as soccer)

LOL. AFC Wimbledon?? Sure?

43. Do you have any scars?

Yuuup.

44. What do you want to be when you graduate?

Clinical psychologist.

45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

TOO MANY THINGS, DO NOT GET ME STARTED

46. Are you reliable?

I definitely am be once I make a commitment to someone or to do something.

47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?

Can you tell me where you are, what you’re doing, are you okay?

48. Do you hold grudges?

...yes and no? I hold negative feelings for a lot of things, but I’m also really quick to let certain things go. So it depends on what situation caused the negative feelings.

49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create?

Puppy sized elephant.

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had?

will anything top cheesy pants? I don’t knooow.

51. Are you a good liar?

Nope.

52. How long could you go without talking?

Longer than would be good for my mental health.

53. What has been you worst haircut/style?

............

54. Have you ever baked your own cake?

I think so? Had to made a Cell Cake. Which is basically a cake of an animal/plant cell.

55. Can you do any accents other than your own?

Awful, awful, awful British accent. So no.

56. What do you like on your toast?

Toast. Though, haven’t had that in years either.

57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of?

I think it may have been myself, tbh? Narcissistic, yo.

58. What would be you dream car?

Something cheap, reliable, organized, and small.

59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain.

I do sing in the shower! I make up stories in my head in the shower? But I don’t think that’s too weird?

60. Do you believe in aliens?

Traditional aliens? eh? But do I think we’re the only things in this giant universe? I don’t think that’s too likely.

61. Do you often read your horoscope?

Never?

62. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet?

63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons?

DRAGONS.

64. What do you think about babies?

...smelly, dirty, loud, but ocassionally cute? But also verrrry much not for me.

#ask

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