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1. Eiji (Fem Eijiro x Reader x Katsuki)

Day 1 of Breedingtober

Eijiro gets hit by a quirk and winds up turning into a girl, Eiji. Although Eiji is in much distress, everyone else can't help but to like this change.

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Warning: Genderbend, Pronoun change from He to She, FxF, MxF, Breeding Kink, chubby girls supremacy (Eijiro's a chubby princess), SMUT, slight peaking, top Katsuki, masturbation, voyeurism, cunnilingus, threesome

Eijiro grabbed the civilian out of the way, hearing the loud sound that came from the attacking villain. He put the civilian in the alley, away from sight and affect of the attack currently happening in this part of the city. “Stay out of sight. If you go straight, you’ll make it to Deku’s agency.” He told her. He quickly rushed out of the alley, racing back out into the street with the sound of thanks from the person he had just saved.

Eijiro wished that Katsuki was here today. It was his day off today and one that he was spending with you back home. Honestly Eijiro wished he was back home with the two of you, but it didn’t mean he didn’t love his job. He loved his job as a hero. He had worked so hard to get to where he was and he was pretty comfortably as the number eighth hero of Japan with the agency that he shared with Katsuki. He was a beloved hero and he worked hard at his job, so he couldn’t really complain.

Besides right now, with this group of villains that came out of nowhere.

Luckily Prohero Deku was on the scene as well, making this probably much easier than it would have been.

Prohero Deku flew down from the sky, landing now near the rounded-up group of villains that were finally rounded up. The green haired hero put a hand to the back of his head. “Are you sure?” He asked the side kicks that were around.

“How are we looking, Deku?” Eijiro asked as he walked over to the group. His large strides carrying him over to the other large hero.

Midoriya let out a sigh as he folded his large arms over his chest as he looked to his fellow ProHero. “We’re missing one.” He reported to the redheaded hero. Midoriya had a frown on his face as he tried to think back to the fight and where the missing villain could have gone. The gears in his head were moving fast behind his jewelled emerald eyes. “I don’t know how we could miss him.”

Eijiro put his hands on his hips. “We can look through street footage and try and see where he went?” He suggested.

“Hm, problem is…” Midoriya started with a hum as he put a hand to his chin. “There aren’t many cameras in this area… but…” Midoriya started mumbling which put a smile on Eijiro’s face in amusement.

Knowing Midoriya from high school, Eijiro knew his little mannerisms and knew that the green haired man just needed a moment for his millions of thoughts to align to one another in order for him to get a solution. He always did. Eijiro turned to his sidekicks in the meantime, his facial expression turning a bit stricter. “The police?”

“Less than a minute out, Red Riot.” One of his new sidekicks, Terraquake a young girl fresh out of UA with an earth based quirk. She was training under him and Tetsutetsu and he had to say, he was impressed with how much of a hard worker she was.

He nodded his head. “Good, make sure you keep an eye on them.” He said as he motioned to the group of villains that were rounded up together. The sidekicks took it quite seriously as they focused their gazes on the group like a bunch of wide eyed owls. Eijiro opened his mouth to tell them to ease up but he found it rather humorous. It reminded him of when he was younger, just becoming a side kick and taking every word the pros said like it was gospel.

Something caught Eijiro’s attention. It was the villain from earlier, aiming their hand at Midoriya who had pulled up a holographic screen and was focusing on the street video of the fight that happened earlier. Eijiro’s ruby eyes widened. “Deku!” He quickly raced over to Midoriya, pushing him out of the, way hardening his body just as the quirk went off.

A huge burst of smoke went off in the street, earning a few shocked noises.

Midoriya stumbled out of the pink smoke coughing as he fanned the smoke out of his face. He turned back to the huge dense smoke, fear trickling down his spine at the lack of sight of Eijiro. His attention snapped to the direction the quirk came from. He had noticed it far to late and was lucky that Eijiro was paying attention. He glared at the villain, that tried running back down the alley. In a flash of light, Midoriya had them wrapped in Black whip, flipping them back to the rest of their villain group. Before the villain could start up his quirk again, Midoriya threw a hard punch to his head knocking him out.

He quickly ran back to the smoke. “Round him up with the others!” He shouted at the side kicks who were still shocked at all that happened in the span of five seconds. Midoriya however didn’t wait to see what they were doing as he neared the smoke. “RED!” He shouted into the smoke as he ran in, covering his mouth with his cape.

He heard coughing from within the smoke. “D-Don’t worry-” He heard someone cough in the smoke but the voice didn’t sound like Eijiro. “I’m alright! God, I feel weird though.” The person said within the thick pink smoke that started to lift.

Midoriya furrowed his eyebrows as he tried looking through the slowly lifting smoke. He noticed someone’s figure in the smoke but it did not look like Kirishima Eijiro. The figure was for one, shorter than Eijiro was. Eijiro was a huge bulking six foot seven man that was closer to three hundred pounds of pure muscle. This person was not that. Actually, whoever they were a pretty round, almost like a pear. They had tanned skin just like Eijiro though and the same vivid red hair. However soon, Midoriya came vividly aware that this person was in a rather… unfortunate situation.

Immediately, Midoriya rushed over and draped his cape around them. “Uh… Deku, I feel fine, what’s with the cape?” The person asked as Midoriya avoided looking down at the shorter than they were originally. They looked up at him with ruby eyes in confusion, furrowing their eyebrows. “Why are you so tall?” They asked worriedly. “Did I get hit with a-” Immediately the person put their hands to their throat with a gasp. “What’s wrong with my voice? I sound like… like a girl! Deku!” Midoriya kept looking anywhere that wasn’t down. “Deku, why won’t you look at me!”

“Uh… Kirishima-kun…” He started as he swallowed down hard, his face warm as he felt certain body parts against him. His face bloomed pink. At the use of their family name and not their hero name, the person grew tense and worried. “You… you’re pretty indecent right now.”

“What… what do you mean?”

Midoriya didn’t want to say it right out but it was hard to get around. “You’re… you’re different.”

“Different? Different how?” The person looked down at their hands and noticed that their hands were smaller than they used to be and much softer too. Their red eyebrows furrowed as they looked down. Well, they couldn’t see past what used to be well sculpted pecs and were now anything but that. Heat travelled to their face at the sight, large round breasts on his chest that were sadly not very hidden. The cropped long sleeved shirt that was made for their hero costume sadly weren’t designed to hold such wait or stretch that much. Honestly, their breasts weren’t even covered at all. Not to get started on the fact that their pants were too big for them now, but they hung off of wide hips. That was enough to come to a conclusion. “Oh… my… God…”

Midoriya cleared his throat. “Yah… Maybe I should just…” As fast as he could, Midoriya removed his cape and swallowed up Eiji’s form and carried her up into his arms. Eiji’s face bloomed pink finding himself easily surrounded by Midoriya’s large arms and being lighter than he was before. At least now her body was covered away from potential prying eyes. Midoriya cleared his throat to the sidekicks. Said sidekicks looked to Eiji with wide eyes, noticing that their boss had changed significantly. “I’m taking Eijiro back to the agency, he was hit by a quirk. Handle the police.” Prohero Deku didn’t wait for an answer as he quickly made off with Eiji before the media arrived.

Eiji wasn’t sure what was happening but he felt weird. Well that was actually incorrect. He felt normal but in a different way. He couldn’t really describe it.

Midoriya rushed into the DynaRiot agency, skipping all the formalities and reception, by practically running to the elevator. The elevator ride up was tense as Eiji was quiet and Midoriya genuinely didn’t know what to say. Luckily Midoriya had been to the DynaRiot agency enough times to know which level what was.

He moved out of the elevator just as the doors opened. He quickly raced to the male hero changing rooms. He moved inside, moving to put Eiji down onto one of the benches. He let out a breath as he stood up straight. “Eijiro… You…”

Eiji stood up in much too big shoes and quickly moved to a mirror. She looked at herself with wide ruby eyes. “I’m a girl.” She let out in a soft whisper.

Midoriya hesitated as he grimaced. “Well…” Eiji turned to look at him with wide eyes. “You’re a pretty girl.” Midoriya attempted to try lighten the situation with a tense smile.

Eiji didn’t smile.

“Ayo, Deku.” That’s when the two of them became aware that the locker room was not in fact empty. Standing amongst the rest of the other male heroes was Tetsutetsu. Tetsu looked to the red headed woman and then back to Midoriya. He motioned to her. “I don’t think Eijiro would appreciate you banging his sister in the locker rooms.”

Immediately Eiji perked up at the sight of Tetsu. “Tetsu!” She quickly let go of Midoriya’s cape and raced over to Tetsu who stood in a low hanging white towel. She put her hands to his arms as she gripped his biceps and looked up at him with urgency in her ruby eyes. "Tetsu! It's me, Eijiro." She spoke, her voice, nothing like how the normal Eijiro would sound.

It took Tetsu a second before his eyes widened in surprise. He looked down suspiciously before looking up to Midoriya. “Is this a joke? Cause its not funny.”

Midoriya shook his head. “Nope.” He let out with a sigh. “Eijiro got hit by a quirk and… well… turned into a girl it seems.” The green haired Number one hero revealed.

Tetsu’s dark eyes than moved back down to Eiji who was nodding her head furiously. "Eijiro? Man, what happened to you? You look like Tamami."

"I know, but we lost track of this one villain and-" Now to be fair, Tetsu really did care about the situation, he really did. He really wanted to know what happened to his best bud, but he was also a man, and unfortunately, Eiji’s new body wasn't suited for her hero suit, that was now way too big for her body. Her tight cropped vest that would normally cover the entirety of her pecs as a man did nothing to cover her sinfully large breasts.

Tetsu nodded his head dumbly as Eiji spoke to him, her voice not helping the predicament. He let out a breath as he put his fingers to the bridge of his nose. "Uh… Yah, Eij, let me stop you there. Now I really want to help you, right, but I can't get past your knockers right now." He spoke honestly.

Eiji looked down and noticed her breasts were on display again. She quickly used her arms to cover her chest as her face bloomed in embarrassment. She glared at the other heroes who immediately found interest in the floor, ceiling and their lockers.

Midoriya cleared his throat as he looked away from Eiji as well. “I think I should go notify the doctor.” He started as he turned around to head out the room. “Tetsu you help Eijiro get changed, meet me at the medical bay.”

“Oi wait just a-” And Midoriya was gone. Tetsu’s face fell in annoyance. He let out a deep sigh. This was going to be hard on him. Quite literally. Now, Tetsu had always found Eijiro’s sisters attractive. I mean, it was hard not to, but now that his best friend looked like one of her sisters… shirtless… wasn’t helping his predicament. He turned back to Eiji who was struggling to hold her breasts and open the locker with a focused look on her face. This would be torture. “Eijiro- wait can I call you that?” He asked as he walked over to help open the locker.

Eiji looked up at him confused. “That’s my name though.”

“Eijiro is a boy’s name, and you aren’t exactly…” He hesitated as he looked down at her. “How about Emi?”

“No.”

That made Tetsu laugh. He finally got the locker open, allowing Eiji to access the clothes in her locker. Tetsu put a hand to his chin. “How about… Ei…ko? Eiko!” Tetsu said lighting up like a lightbulb.

Eiji hesitated as she looked to him. Never before did she think she would be looking up at Tetsu, nor feel so small and… vulnerable. Suddenly she didn’t feel as comfortable as she used to be. “Eiji… Eiji is fine right now.” She decided as she looked back through her locker. She grabbed her shirt and held it to her chest. It was big. Really big. Was she always this large as a man? She let out a sigh as she took off the cropped sleeve top and put on the large shirt as it fell just below her ass. She pulled at the large shirt with a judging look. She moved to take off her belt and try and take off her large pants.

Tetsu watched as Eiji bent down. Her squishy round ass, that looked more fat than muscle now as her thighs were squished together. Luckily, she still had her boxers on, but that didn’t stop the way the now tight boxers that were trying to stretch over her ass clung to her nether lips as she bent down enough to see. Tetsu’s face was set ablaze at the sight. He had to remind himself. That’s his best friend. Eijiro. His bud that he literally would ride into war next to and basically his brother… but that was not Eijiro. Especially when all Tetsu was thinking about was whether Eiji’s sex was as fat as it looked.

He glanced around realising he wasn’t the only one staring. Tetsu let out a loud cough as he moved to open his own locker. He sent them all pointed looks. Immediately the others got the look and turned away with loud coughs as well.

Eiji stood back up straight as she looked around at all of them, confused.

You heard a knock at the door, interrupting lunch with Katsuki. Katsuki lifted an eyebrow as he looked to the hallway before looking to you. He shook his head. “Ignore ‘em. They’ll go away eventually.” The blond told you as he used his chopstick to lift up noodles into his mouth.

You gave him a pointed look at what he had just said. “Katsuki.” You stood up from the table, wiping your hands.

He raised his eyebrow confused. “What did I say?” He asked with a shrug.

You shook your head as you moved into the hallway. You had spent most of your day in bed with Katsuki because he didn’t want to get out of bed. He was exhausted from a mission he had just come back from and had the next week off luckily. He wanted to spend the day with you and his large redheaded meat loving husband too all in bed, but that could only happen when Eijiro got back home.

You unlocked the door and opened it. “Hello? Oh.”

Standing in front of you was Tetsu in his civilian clothes as well as… Tamami? The woman standing next to him looked exactly like a Kirishima. However what you wanted to know was why on earth she was dressed in just an oversized hoodie and large flip flops and nothing else. You hesitated before looking up to Tetsu. He gave you and awkward smile. “It’s not what it looks like.”

You just stared at him for a moment. “Katsuki!” You called back, calling the blond to get here as soon as possible, because there was no way you would have to be the only to explain to Eijiro how his best friend was fucking his sister.

“YN, sunflower!” Eiji let out in a whine as she walked over to you and opened her arms, and wrapped herself around you. Your eyes widened as the short woman buried her face to the side of your neck and sighed. Almost the same way your husband would. You raised an eyebrow down at her. She never used to call you sunflower, only Eijiro did that.

Katsuki walked over to the front door grumbling with a scowl at having to leave his lunch. His hands were buried in his pockets of his sweatpants as he neared. He looked down at the woman that was hugging you with a raised eyebrow before looking up at Tetsu.

Tetsu sighed as he motioned to Eiji. “Eijiro got hit with a genderbend quirk.” He announced making the both of you looking at him with wide eyes. “Now she- I mean he is like that. The doctors said the quirk should fade out in three days or so, so Eiji over here can come back when she looks less…” He hesitated as he motioned over to Eiji’s form. Eiji shot him a glare. He put on a tense sharp smile before looking back up at the two of you. “Good luck.” He dismissed, turning around and heading back to his bike.

Katsuki and you were silent as you glanced at each other and then looked back down to Eiji. She looked up at the both of you with wide ruby eyes that looked identical to your husband’s. Katsuki furrowed his eyebrows sceptically. “Eij?”

Eiji let out a soft gentle smile, almost adorable with round pushed up cheeks. “Hi Kitty Kat.”

Katsuki eased at the nickname. He let out a sigh and shook his head. “You really had to go ahead and get yourself hit by a quirk.” He shook his head with a tsk as he moved back away from the doorway. You chuckled as you closed the door allowing the three of you privacy.

A whine came out of Eiji’s throat as she followed him down the hallway with you in tow. She put a hand to her arm of her hoodie. “Kat, it wasn’t my fault. A villain got away and then I tried pushing Midoriya out the way but I got hit instead.”

Katsuki rolled his crimson eyes as he paused, folding his arms over his chest as he turned to look at Eiji. “How am I not surprised.” He spoke sarcastically as he looked down at Eiji.

As he actually looked down at her he realised how… soft she looked. Eijiro was a large muscular man that literally went hard for a living, but now… she looked so soft. She looked up at him with wide ruby eyes that suddenly looked so uncertain and innocent maybe. Her face was softer and rounder, a pout on her face as she looked upset with him. She wore her hoodie that she went to work with but it was so big on her that it sort of looked like home wear. Her thighs were so chubby that they couldn’t help but touch however her legs also looked sculpted, showing a bit of the work she put in to becoming a hero, come in now.

“-suki… -tsuki… Katsuki?”

“Hm?” Katsuki ripped his crimson eyes away from her thighs and up to her face. You could see it as plain as day. Katsuki didn’t know what to think about this but at the same time he was also not denying that his attention was on Eiji’s new body.

Eiji looked over to you as well. She looked down at her body hidden by the large black hoodie. “I don’t understand why I’m not larger.” She let out worriedly. “I mean, Akari, Ayah and my mom aren’t this size. They’re all big and strong woman. This isn’t me.” She let out, clearly insecure in this new body.

“Aww but Eiji, you’re so cute!” You let out as you moved to put your hands in hers. You looked over her body. “You’re so pretty. Nothing is wrong with being this size as a woman. Your mom and Tamami are this size. Every woman is different and this is the body that you are in for now. It’s so much fun and you never have to worry about being kicked in the balls.”

At that Eijiro’s eyes widened. She gasped as she raced down the hall, taking you both by surprise. Katsuki raised a blond eyebrow in confusion. You shrugged not sure yourself. Suddenly you both heard a scream. You both raced into the master bedroom. Discarded on the floor were a pair of boxers.

Standing facing the mirror was Eiji, her hand bunching up the hoodie up to allow view of her lower half. She looked genuinely scared of what she was seeing. “Where’s my dick!” She asked loudly looking to the both of you almost as if you had an answer for her. Your mouth went into a straight line for a moment before laughter started to spill from your mouth. You giggled at the look on her face. “Y/N this is serious!”

It didn’t stop your laughter however. Eijiro’s pride and joy was quite literally his cock and balls and Katsuki and you could both understand why. Eijiro had a cock to make any person scared and good lord was he as fertile and full as a bull. It was almost hilarious how worried he was. Katsuki however, wasn’t laughing, mostly because he was too focused on Eiji’s sex. New, fat and half calling for him to bury his face into.

“Eiji, it’s okay.” You spoke softly as you moved over to her, putting your hands on her shoulders as you stood behind her. She looked at you sceptically through the mirror. “It really is. I mean as much as I will dearly miss your cock for the next couple of days…” You let out with a sigh almost at the memory of it. Maybe you should get it framed. “You don’t need it. Personally, I think that” You looked down to between her legs making Eiji blush. “In and out of itself is amazing too.”

Eiji hesitated, dropping the hoodie, suddenly feeling vulnerable. “I… I mean, I can’t be the man I am in our relationship if I can’t…”

“What? If you can’t fuck us?” Katsuki asked as he slowly walked over to the two of you. He folded his arms over his chest, tilting his head to the side with a smirk. “Maybe we’ve just got to let you realise that man or woman, we still going to love you Eiji.” He moved to put a hand to the side of Eiji’s face, his fingers brushing her ear. “Hm?”

Eiji knew what that was. Katsuki always used to do it when he was in the mood. Now that he did it, she realised that you both seemed rather eager about this new change. He could see it in the way, Katsuki’s eyes never left her body and could see it in the way, your hands stayed on her hips, not moving. However, Eiji wasn’t sure what to do. Katsuki gave her a look that said something that she never saw before when she was a man, almost making her feel… at his mercy. Eiji hesitated but she wanted to see how this would work out. She nodded her head slowly, “Okay… what did you have in mind?” She asked softly.

The question brought a grin to Katsuki’s face. “Baby.” You hummed, perking up at the nickname. Katsuki glanced at you, moving one hand to your chin, brushing your lip. “Get Eiji ready for me, hm? Think you can do that?”

You nodded your head. “Sure thing.” You turned your eyes to Eiji who felt rather ganged up on right now. You dragged her by her hand over to the bed, leading her forward. However, taking her by surprise, you put a hand to the side of her soft face and kissed her. Eiji’s eyes went wide in shock but she kissed you back. It was odd being slightly shorter than you but it was something that she easily forgot about as she was swept up in your arms. You hummed into the kiss, searching her mouth for answers she didn’t know how to give to you.

Your hands found their way up past the hoodie. You felt her soft skin of her bare wide hips, wanting nothing more but to feel them. You felt up her stomach, the layer of fat around her making her feel soft and squishy to the touch. You moved your hands up making a shiver race down her back as she gasped for air, angling her head up to the ceiling as she gasped. You moved your mouth to her neck, licking at her bare neck. You hummed as you began to suck against it making her suck in a breath. Your hands found their way up before grabbing her breasts.

A loud gasp came from her mouth at the sudden action, making her look down. Before she could say anything, you were pushing up the hoodie, wanting it off so you could see her in her entirety. You pushed her down against the bed, allowing her to fall in front of you. Eiji looked up at you bashfully, a blush on her face of being open and bare for you to see.

“Wow, Eiji… look at you.” You started motioning to her. She looked away from you trying to swallow the embarrassment. Katsuki moved over to shift her head up to look up at him. He loved to see her like this. Bottom lip out with wide eyes almost wondering what he would do. It made him groan as he bent down and kissed her. While Katsuki did that, you took off your own clothes, moving to climb ontop of Eiji, your hands moving to her breasts once again.

A whine came out of her throat instantly making you throb. She turned her head to look down at you as you pinched and squeezed her nipples. Pink perky breasts that had you in a trance. You leaned forward, keeping your eyes on hers as you licked over her nipple making Eiji whine once again. You wrapped your mouth around her as you began to suck your other hand fiddling with her other breast. Eiji bit down on her bottom lip at the feeling. She had never quite experienced anything like it and damn did she feel sensitive. It was always the other way around, with her wanting to bite and suck at you and Katsuki. It was odd now having the playing field shifted but she wasn’t complaining.

Katsuki chuckled as he moved his mouth to her neck, hitting the spot that you were paying attention to before. Eiji closed her eyes as she angled her head away from him. “Kats…” She whined. “Y/N...” She let out breathy as she felt jolts of pleasure all over her body. You shifted to the other tit, making her jolt at the action. You moved your one hand up her thighs, spreading her thick legs apart, positioning yourself between them. You moaned at the taste of her skin as you moved your fingers up her slit.

Eiji gasped, opening her eyes as she sat up. She looked down at you, wondering what on earth that was. Katsuki glanced down at you before chuckling. You smirked around her nipple, moving your finger up to her clit. Immediately a moan came out of Eijiro’s mouth, pornographic and needy as she arched her back.

Katsuki chuckled as he moved behind her, keeping her back against his chest. “That feel good, Eiji?”

Eiji looked down at you with half lidded eyes as she looked down at you. You let go of her breasts, letting a line of spit connect your mouth to her nipples. You grinned as you moved to spread her thighs apart more. Eiji watched as you spread her fat lips. She let out a stuttered breath. “Is… Is that my-” You moved your middle finger to circle her clit. A keen came out of her throat. She was blushing at the sounds she was making but she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t help it because it felt so good. “Oh my God.” She moaned as you watched slick drip out of her clenching hole as you gave her clit attention. “Oh fuck! Y/N. Shit- is this-” She watched you move down between her legs, your mouth kissing down her body. “Is this how you feel when I- DEAR GOD!” A groan came from her chest as she arched her back against Katsuki, your mouth sucking on her clit as you moved a finger inside of her.

She was so tight. So tight that she was hugging your one finger as if she was a vice. You tried to wiggle your finger inside her curling your finger as you tried to loosen her up for Katsuki. You wiggled your hips against the bed, humping your wet sex down against the blanket. You couldn’t resist it. Not when every sound that came out of Eiji’s mouth made you clench on nothing and ache with throbbing need. You could see how much Katsuki was enjoying this. His hands grabbing and massaging her tits as he watched hypnotised.

Eiji gasped as you forced another finger in. She bit down on her bottom lip writhing in pain and pleasure. She couldn’t even think beyond what you were doing to her body. How could pleasure feel this good? God did she love it.

“Y/N, stop.” With the order from Katsuki, you paused, unlatching from Eiji’s sex as you stilled your fingers.

Eiji let out a broken sob, turning to look up at Katsuki with pleading eyes. “Katsuki, why did you do that?” She asked. She moved her hips, trying to fuck herself onto your fingers. “I want to cum. Let me cum.”

Katsuki wrapped his hand around her neck making her stop. She stilled as she looked up at him. He shook his head with a tsk. “You aren’t in charge now, Eiji.” He reminded her with a tilt of his head. “You don’t get to decide right now. Now stop being a slut, and listen.” At the degrading words, you felt Eiji tighten on your fingers, a small whine coming out of her lips.

“Oh?” You let out with a chuckle. “Eiji liked that, Katsuki.” You reported to him amusedly.

Katsuki raised a blond eyebrow before looking down to Eiji. “Oh?” He asked shocked. Eiji looked away from him, feeling bashful now. Katsuki squeezed her neck before moving to stand up beside the bed. He moved to push down his sweatpants, his hard cock not hiding itself at all. “Good wives wait for their husbands on their knees, Eiji. Now be a good wife,” With a large hand, he stroked his cock, the head flushed and already dripping pre. “and come here.” He smirked down at her, a dark glint in his crimson eyes.

You took your fingers out of Eiji and moved off of her. Eiji watched you with a desperate look, silently asking you to come and give her a hand. However, you ignored her as you moved over to Katsuki, positioning yourself at his side. He wrapped an arm around you, moving down to kiss you so that he could taste Eiji on your lips. He groaned at the taste, messily licking at your lips and mouth in pent up need. You chuckled at his desperation.

Eiji watched in need, pushing her thighs together at the sight of the two of you sharing saliva at the taste of her. She frowned but begrudgingly moved onto her knees. She moved closer towards Katsuki, spreading her legs and putting her hands in front of her.

Katsuki glanced down with a smirk, knowing that Eiji followed her sex more than her pride. He chuckled into your kiss. He reached down once more and held his cock for her. “Well go on.” He barked. “It’s not gonna suck itself.”

Eiji was silent as she glanced up at him with a glint in her eyes that said that when she was back in her original body, she would get it later. However she leaned forward, pushing her ass up as she moved to bend down and wrap her lips around his cock. She sucked at the head for a second, before moving one hand to hold it. She felt it throb in her hands, feeling the prominent vein on the underside of his cock. She tilted her head before looking up and bobbing her head up and down his cock, keeping her ruby eyes up on him. Katsuki groaned at the sight, moving one hand to thread through Eiji’s red hair. “Good fucking girl.” He growled down. “That’s a good girl. You want it, don’t you?”

You watched Eiji move closer, moving to try and take more of his cock into her mouth as she shifted, spreading her legs more. Katsuki motioned back to Eiji, allowing you to move behind her once more. You watched as her sex stayed dripping as she pushed her fat ass back, getting aroused at just sucking Katsuki off. You chuckled as you moved a finger slowly to her hole pushing it in. You saw her push back, wanting your whole finger instantly. A moan came out of her throat as you watched her try and fuck back onto your fingers and try to take Katsuki’s cock at the same time.

Katsuki looked down with a half-lidded gaze. Today just couldn’t get any better. Not when he looked down and all he could see was you and Eiji. Eiji looked up at him with teary eyes as she gasped, Katsuki’s grip on her hair tight as she dragged her face off his cock. However, it was almost as if the redhead was in a trance as she reached forward and grabbed a hold of the blond’s cock. She stroked his cock with her hands, looking up at him with pleading wide eyes as saliva dribbled down her chin. Katsuki groaned at the sight. “Fuck, Eiji.” He guided her back onto his cock as she sucked him off like her life depended on it. “Y/N baby girl, I need to fuck her.”

You chuckled at how needy he sounded. You nodded. “Eiji’s ready for you, Kat.” You told him, removing your fingers out from Eiji’s hot cunt that was practically trying not to let go of you at this point. A whine came from the redhead, but you gave her ass a nice slap making her jolt and moan.

Katsuki hummed as he looked down. He had Eiji deepthroating his cock, her hands on his thighs as her throat tightened around him. He pulled her back making her gasp as more saliva fell down her chin and onto her breasts. She coughed trying to get air back in her lungs. Katsuki pushed her down, flipping the redheaded girl onto her knees once more with her ass facing him this time. He used one hand to push her neck down, forcing her to stick a thick round ass out for him. God, he wanted to just throw his face in there and die.

“Y/N baby, you think you can take care of yourself?” Katsuki asked with a raised eyebrow as he looked up at you as he held his cock to Eiji’s waiting entrance.

He, however, got his answer pretty fast when he saw you lying back enjoying the view with two fingers already inside you and your thumb circling your clit. You chuckled as you leaned back, allowing Katsuki all the view he could dream of. “I’m good, baby. You go to town. I wanna see Eiji fall apart on your cock.”

If Katsuki could kiss the living daylights out of you, he would. Katsuki looked down at Eiji who was whining in need. That’s when it hit Katsuki. His face perking up in realisation as he let out a loud laugh. “I’m gonna be your first time, huh, Eiji?” He asked amusedly. He dragged the head of his cock up and down her moist slit. “It’s alright. I promise to be easy on ya’. Don’t wanna break our girl so quick.” He pushed into her slowly. Eiji let out a keen at the feeling of his cock pushing in and stretching out her virgin hole. It was painful but it was also deliciously good. She felt like she could barely breathe as she closed her eyes and let the amazing feeling of being one with Katsuki like this go through her. It was always different with a cock, but now? She could barely think.

Katsuki let out a groan as he bottomed out inside her. He took a moment to allow her to adjust to him, watching and loving the way her hole squeezed around him as she tried to accommodate with him inside her. Without prompt, Katsuki noticed Eiji slowly moving her hips. He chuckled. “You ready already?” He moved just leaving the tip of his cock in before, pushing back inside her harshly. A loud moan came out of Eiji at the thrust.

Carefully, Katsuki built up a rhythm, moving in and out of her at a steady pace. He watched as her ass bounced back against his pelvis, the fat of her ass slapping against him as she tried throwing her ass back in time to match his thrusts. “God, who’s a good girl, Eiji? Who’s a good fucking girl?” He asked her.

Eiji could barely even answer with how good she was feeling. Was this how it felt like to get fucked? To have a cock inside her? Eiji didn’t know if she was grateful to the quirk or to Katsuki’s cock more. She was practically drooling as she allowed him to use her as he pleased. The view made you clench on your fingers at how fucked out she looked already. “I-I am! Me! I-I’m a good g-girl.” She let out.

“Yah you are. What happened to being the dom in this relationship, Eiji?” Katsuki taunted as he landed a harsh slap to her ass. “You busy moaning on my cock like a damn whore. Is that what you are now? All you needed was cock in your cunt and suddenly you're so good for me?"

Eiji nodded her head dumbly. She looked back at him, cock drunk. “Yes! I’m so good for you.” Eiji was always one for praise, no matter the situation and it didn’t seem to change now.

Katsuki grinned as he felt her practically try and milk his cock. “Yah, thought so.” He grunted out. He pulled back, angling his cock down before slamming in roughly, hitting a spot that had Eiji squealing.

“FUCK~” She squealed out. You half wish you were recording this. The sound she was making were damn right euphoric.

Katsuki chuckled as his pace started to increase. He couldn’t help himself. She just felt too goddamn good. Too tight, too warm, too amazing. He half wished he had two cocks so that he could fuck the both of you at the same time. “How about a fuck I baby into you and keep you like this for the rest of our lives? All fat and pregnant and happy? All for me and YN.”

Catching Eiji completely off guard was the way her stomach did a flip as her thighs started to shake and she went tense for a moment. “AH!” Katsuki’s eyes widened as he watched her cum right on his cock, a white sticky ring of cum around his cock where she had him sucked in. Eiji’s thighs were trembling but she looked back at him with a flushed expression. Her expression so needy as her pussy just seemed to massage his cock in need despite having just cum. “Fuck me, please Kats. Don’t stop…”

Katsuki let out an amused scoff, half in disbelief and half in arousal. He grabbed at her ass, continuing with more vigour than before. Eiji let out a moan as she relaxed her body, allowing him to use her as his own personal fleshlight. She bit down on her bottom lip, saliva dripping down her bottom lip as she drooled. She giggled on his cock as he fucked into her, giggle being interrupted by harsh thrusts.

Katsuki grinned down at her. He glanced up at you, noticing your own smile in adoration to the redhead in front of the both of you. He scoffed in amusement. “Fuck, you like that don’t you?” he asked as he pounded into her. You had never seen Katsuki seem so breathless and so determined. A spark in his eyes as practically speared into her. “You still got that breeding kink we know and love?”

At the mention of a kink that was engrained into her, Katsuki felt her cunt tighten around his cock. “Yes!” She shouted, nodding her head as she looked back at him. “Yes! Breed me, Katsuki. Please, please fuck your cum into me. I wanna feel it.” She nodded her head with tears lining her ruby eyes and yet a smile on her face. “I wanna feel you inside me! Knock me up, Katsuki!” She cried out loudly, almost loud enough that you were sure that if you stood right outside your window you could hear. “Please!” She sobbed out, gripping Katsuki’s cock so tightly it had his head feeling light. “I wanna feel full. I want it.” She begged so pretty it almost made you feel sorry for her.

A low growl came out of his throat. “So pretty and all for me and Y/N. All for us, our perfect breeding bitch.” He growled. The title made Eiji roll her eyes back with a groan as she pushed her ass back against Katsuki, trying to work his cock into giving her what she wanted. You had never seen Eiji act so needy and you were actually pretty surprised to see this side of her, however it wasn’t an unwelcomed one. Katsuki’s grip on her ass was tight as he started to reach his end, the fat of Eiji’s ass seeping through his fingers as he gripped her with bruising strength. With a groan, Katsuki pushed deep inside her with a low groan as he came inside her.

Eiji shivered as she drooled against the bed, the warm feeling of Katsuki’s cum insider he making her giggle dumbly as she clutched the blankets with weak strength. Pure euphoria going through her head as she couldn’t come up with coherent words to say. Katsuki was breathing heavily as he closed his eyes for a second.

Katsuki heard a small muffled sound and looked over to you. You had your thighs closed around your hand, slick dripping down your hole as you had squirted just a bit onto the blanket underneath you. Katsuki let out a groan at the sight. He slowly exited out of Eiji, making her sigh as her thighs relaxed slightly but she stayed in a presenting position, her eyes closed tiredly.

Katsuki had to suck in a breath at the sight of his cum that started to spill out from inside Eiji. Seemed as though he was really pent up. Katsuki moved to the bathroom grabbing a damp warm cloth to quickly clean himself up before he went to the both of you. He moved over to you, making you open your eyes. Katsuki placed a kiss onto your cheek as he gently cleaned you up. You smiled as you wrapped your arms around him and gave him a kiss. Once you were all clean. He let you move into the covers, waiting to take a nap with your beloveds.

Katsuki moved to Eiji who hadn’t moved from how she was. She opened her eyes at the cold feeling against her sex. She hissed slightly but allowed Katsuki to do his thing. Katsuki placed a kiss on her ass, gently caressing her before finishing up. You moved to grab Eiji, easily swaddling her in your arms as you littered her face with kisses. The redheaded woman was silent but had a small content smile on her face. You both waited as Katsuki came into the blankets as well. You held Eiji in your arms, keeping her squished between the both of you.

The redheaded woman walked into the DynaRiot agency with a pep in her step as she smiled as she always did. Her face was bright as she looked around with wide ruby eyes at the lobby. She waved at the receptionist who didn’t bother her as she scanned her finger that allowed her past towards the elevators. The young woman held a big picnic bag in her hands as she hummed to herself in the elevator.

Maybe Eiji could get used to this for a little while… just a little while.

She stepped out onto the floor for the heroes where they would be until called upon by an alarm or when doing paperwork. She walked through the halls as she did occasionally with a bright smile and waves, noticing the way a lot of the heroes seemed to stop and stare or bow to her. She raised an eyebrow but didn’t see the need to question it.

She carefully walked into the lunchroom, taking the attention of the heroes there. She smiled broadly as she looked at the faces she knew. “Afternoon everyone! I brought cupcakes!” She chirped out brightly as she looked at all of them.

Tetsu didn’t know what to do as he looked at the Kirishima woman in the heroes break room in a white sundress. He looked at his fellow heroes who all also seemed confused. Immediately the rest of them straightened up and bowed their heads. “Good Afternoon, sir.” They greeted standardly.

She blinked once, twice, three times. She tilted her head confused. “Is… is today opposite day?” She asked confused as she turned to look to Tetsu. “Tetsu, what’s going on?” She asked.

Tetsu hesitated. There’s two possibilities. Either that Eijiro was still a girl and was so deep into it that he was wearing a sundress and baking (Which he never does) or this was Tamami. Tetsu was too scared to take a gamble.

He glanced at the others before looking at the redhaired woman in the doorway. “You made cupcakes?” He said ignoring her question.

Her face brightened up as she nodded her head. “Yep, chocolate and vanilla, I also brought Ei-nii lunch.” She motioned down to the bag she was holding. “Where is he?” She asked looking around the room, not noticing her older brother.

At the mention of the nickname that Tamami used for her older brother, Tetsu eased. “Tamami,” he let out with a relieved sigh. “He’s-”

“Right here.” Stepping out from behind her was Eijiro, back as a man and dressed rather casually for work. The heroes that were there looked at him shocked. They were surprised to see the large hero back as a man in front of them after all the work gossip that had happened over the past four days while he wasn’t at work. Eijiro raised an eyebrow at all of them, not understanding their confusion.

Tamami turned to her older brother, her face lighting up. “Eiji!” She let out happily. “I brought you lunch.”

Eijiro softened at the look of his younger sister, he pat her head gently. “Thank you, Tammy. How’s varsity treating you?”

She frowned with a slump. “A lot of work.” She let out a sigh but straightened up again. “But I think it will all be worth it when I finally get my teacher’s degree! I’ve been interning at one of the schools nearby and all the kids are so nice.”

Eijiro smiled down at his sister, her bubbly personality brightening up his day all together. He listened to her talk about her class and where she was interning for a bit, but then he caught eye of the rather quiet room they were now in and all the other heroes stopping to stare at his sister. Specifically, their gazes were at his sister who had her back turned to them and their eyes down casted.

Eijiro’s eyebrow twitched before he looked down at Tamami with a bright smile. “Hey, Tammy, mind taking it to my office. We can have lunch together.”

Her face lit up at the thought. “That would be perfect!” She gave him the cupcakes as she turned and waved to everyone in the room before leaving towards her older brother’s office.

The room descended into silence as Eijiro glared at all of them. He opened the large box of cupcakes that Tamami had handed him. He walked forward and placed the box on the counter, taking a cupcake before moving to lean against the counter next to them. The cupcake looked like a large swirl of death by chocolate but it was beautifully pipped and done. “Any of you check out my sister again, you’re getting stuck with graveyard patrol duty for the next month.” He spoke casually.

Terraquake looked at her wrist where a nonexistent watch was. “WOW! Look at that, lunch is over.” She spoke dramatically with pointed gazes to the heroes around her.

“OH jeez, what a bummer.”

“It’s so good to see you again boss.”

“Your sister makes wonderful cupcakes.”

“Absolutely delicious.”

“You should thank her for us, Red.”

“You’re hair looks phenomenal.”

Soon all that was left was Tetsu and Eijiro. Eijiro rolled his eyes as Tetsu laughed. He moved to grab a cupcake. “It’s good to see you back as yourself Eij.”

“Thank you.” Eijiro said genuinely with a smile. He debated whether or not he should go to his office or eat the cupcake first.

“So…” Tetsu hesitated for a moment. “How was it?” Eijiro glanced at him. “Just wanted to know how you were.”

Eijiro let out a sigh. “I’m fine, T.”

“That’s good, that’s good.” Tetsu took a cupcake and moved to lean against a counter. “Now… Hypothetically speaking, if I were to ask if I could take Tamami out-” Eijiro’s arm hardened. “To the dentist cause she wanted to go. It was just a rhetorical question.” He put his hand up, moving to head back out before pausing. He turned to look at Eijiro, debating something in his head. He mulled it over. “Eijiro you know me.” He said putting one hand to his chest with a sharp smile. Eijiro glared. “And let’s say you had photos of when you were a girl-”

“Not a chance, Tetsu. I am not giving them to you.”

Tetsu paused as he processed that. “So they exist?”

Eijiro paused as he looked at his best friend. He shook his head as he closed his eyes putting his fingers to the bridge of his nose. “Get out.”

“So they do?”

“I said get out!”

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katsuizu-stuff · 2 years

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Katsuki Bakugo holds Izuku’s heart ❤️

To Izuku Midoriya, Bakugo isn’t just another ‘regular person’ by which I mean he doesn’t see Bakugo as a friend or someone he can easily talk to. Bakugo is much more than that. I mean everyone should know by now that they have been in each other’s life’s ever since they were kids.

And the first and most clearest way of seeing this is when he ends up fighting against Monoma in (S5) when Deku unlocks black whip for the first time.

He clearly states that without Jiro, Sero and Sato Bakugo wouldn’t have passed. With this said, Izuku could have easily say something back but he didn’t because he knew Monoma was egging him on.

But as their battle continued Monoma asked Izuku, “How can Bakugo smile so unconcerneldy? He was caught by a villain. And he was responsible for ending the symbol of peace.” Sure Bakugo was caught by the LOV however he was not responsible of ending the symbol of peace, aka All Might.

Bakugo, himself, thought the same thing which he was beating himself up for which is made clear in ‘Deku vs. Kacchan pt.2’

That right there the “…he was responsible for ending the symbol of peace.” Was what triggered black whip. (that’s what I, personally, think)

We seen through the show, especially when Izuku and Katsuki were kids, in every memory we are shown Bakugo is always smiling. However after Bakugo fell into the stream and Izuku went down to help him to lend him a hand and saying, “Are you okay Kacchan?” That was the first moment were Bakugo isn’t showing a smile.

However after Bakugo fell into the stream and Izuku went down to help him to lend him a hand and saying, “It would’ve been bad if you hit your head?” That was the first moment were Bakugo isn’t shown smiling.

If it were in real life a friend helping out another friend would end up being happy knowing that their friend is giving them a helping hand responding with a simple, “yeah I’m okay, I just scraped my knee.” or “yeah I’m fine I just got some dirt on me.” BUT remember this is an anime, not real life.

This was the moment were their relationship switched as we are clearly shown. That was the moment were he started bullying Izuku. But as the show/manga continued, and still is, Izuku is seen to be ‘attach’ to Katsuki. Izuku gets super emotional when it comes to Katsuki. And you can clearly see it when Bakugo gets captured by the LOV we saw how he dropped to his knees head down on the ground as tears spilled and he yelled to the top of his lungs. Everyone that was surrounded by Izuku (Todoroki, Uraraka, Asui, Tokoyami, Shoji) they all had their hands reached out to Izuku but neither one of them dared to touch him.

So when one of the previous users of OFA came he said, “Earlier you thought, ‘I’ll capture that guy, right?” We are never shown when Izuku thought this. It could have been when Monoma was egging him on or (the one I think is the most resonable choice) is the second part where Monoma is speaking about Bakugo getting caught and how he ended All Might

Izuku was clearly angry to hear those words. The previous user basically said it, “If you use your power in anger, the power will react to that.” Izuku was truly angry pissed at Monoma by speaking about Bakugo in that way.

And here, everyone reading this who got this far, is when we get to see that Katsuki isn’t just another person to Izuku. That Katsuki truly holds Izuku’s heart. By the previous user saying, “What’s important is controlling your heart.”

Overall, Izuku loves Katsuki. (wether it be romantic or not) Izuku loves his Kacchan.

#bakudeku #dekubaku #decchan #bkdk #dkbk #izuku x kacchan #bakugou x izuku #deku x kacchan #izuku x katsuki #katsuki x izuku #katsuki x deku #bakugo katuski #izuku midoriya #bkdk brainrot #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha bkdk #i believe in a thing called love #love

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got something for your BakuDeku heart.

i call this one Our silence it takes place after the exams when they were fighting All might

The hospital room was quiet after Recovery Girl left him, Midoriya has already been to this very nurses room more times than he could count. The only thing missing is the sound of the machines monitoring his vital signs that normally filled vacant air.

She said his back was horrible and she was barely able to heal it.. He knew All Might had to go all out during the exam; earlier he was even wearing weighted gear but it didn’t slow him down at all! Still, Midoriya thinks back to how his back felt when All Might messed it up, he could barely move! Only hopping on adrenaline until he saw Kacchan in his idol's hand. His body moved on its own again he couldn’t just make it without him. He closed his eyes and sighed.

Holding his friend’s unconscious body as he ran towards the escape gate. Kacchan would have never allowed it if he were awake. He’d want to make it on his own. He looked over at the blond who was sleeping in a recovery bed beside him.

“I’m sorry I had to do that to you and ruin your pride..” He uttered quietly in his mind.

He laid there in the sunset lit hospital bed until he felt like he could move a little better. He sat on his bed wide awake wincing when he felt his bruised side easily with his hand. He glanced over at Kacchan, who was still asleep. Recovery Girl did him justice, made him look like he had only survived the trial with mer scratches.

He sure looked peaceful.

She said he would be out for a while so he wasn’t expecting him to get up anytime soon. However a few moments passed and he saw him begin to stir. His eyes fluttered open and he squinted in the dim light of the room.

"Kacchan," Deku said softly, risking a disturbance in their rare silence.

This time it was different; he didn't snap or yell. Instead, he looked right at him with a strange vulnerability in his eyes that took Midoriya off his guard as any look Kacchan tended to throw his way good or bad..

Slowly, as if fighting through immense pain, He semi-rose from his bed since their beds were so close together he didn’t really have to get up to go wherever he was going, (which just so happened to be towards Midoriya) He made his way over and the silent room fell into even more silence as he approached closer. An intense expression fixed on his scruffy face dared him to run away but that's not what he was saying, he wanted him to stay still.

No words, only large relaxed sharp red eyes staring into Midoriya’s green.

He blinked, unable to comprehend what is happening as Bakugo stills in front of him. And then, before he could even get a word, thought, voice or sound out, Kacchan leans in, plants thee softest (and only) kiss on his lips.

Midoriya’s eyes widened in shock and surprise as their lips touch more. Slide more. Open more. He doesn’t touch him no, that would ruin it (but would it really?) his hands stay albeit awkwardly shaken beside his person on the bed. Bakugo is doing everything while Midoriya is just trying not to melt away.

Unknowingly he keeps pulling back trying to back up into a wall but there is no wall and if he backs up anymore he’s going to fall backwards out of the bed. Everytime he moves Bakugo uses that moment to drink him in moving his head like he’s done this before but he knows he hasn’t.

The jerk’s been single his whole middle school but he’s still better at this somehow.

When they pull apart for air he says “Kacchan” not knowing if it’s a question or what, maybe wants him to do something? He’s already doing enough so why did he say his name? He doesn’t remember when he realizes the weight of the other boy on his lap. He’s straddling him and he feels like he’s going to fall over. “Kacchan..” He says again really wanting to put his hands on his body but he doesn’t know if he can.

Is such a privilege allowed?

At a point he opened his eyes closed them and open them again, he went back to try and continue the kiss however as quickly as it started it was over. Kacchan doesn’t give him an answer either; he just pulls away slowly with a slight wince from the pain it had caused him to move.

In this moment they just stared at each other; Midoriya trying to process what had just occurred while Kacchan looked at him with another expression he didn't recognize behind those fiery eyes.

"Nerd...I didn’t need your damn help," Kacchan mumbled before breaking eye connect making his way back to his own bed. “We’re even now, don’t expect me to do anything like what you did during that exam.. ”

Saving him? Was this a thank you?

Midoriya remained seated on his bed - trying to make sense of it all - unable to move or even do that while the room returned to its previous silence. Maybe not the same but a silence that was similar.

This was written to be super sweet i hope you like it

i love you so bad for this already

I WISH YOU COULD SEE MY FACE RIGHT NOW IM SO HAPPY I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH GODKJSDKJLODF

This was so sweet, it's so them, such a conflicted moment, neither of them fully understanding their emotions and not knowing where things will go from here... i love this

i have no words just woah, thank you for sending me this, it really made me smile so much

#bkdk #bakudeku #bakugou katsuki #izuku midoriya #bnha #mha #rei replies

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stillness-in-green · 2 years

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Chapter Thoughts: 359, Place of Learning

Sorry for the lateness on this one, gang; was tied up with other writings. Look for next week's to be more timely, and in the meantime, hit the jump!

"The messenger-bodyguard said he'll be going up top too!"

I hadn't caught this in just the scanlation, but comparing the official here to the leaks for Chapter 360, I guess that'd be Mirio, huh? I suppose he or whoever put down his game piece in the planning session figured he wouldn't be much use against Shigaraki—his phasing is great, and his fighting style even better, but a normal human punch is not going to do anybody much good against Noumu-style toughness.

Comparatively, his phasing probably allows him to get around the interior of the structure much faster, which is an advantage when supplies need to get from one point to another ASAP. But then when ShigAFO turns into an enormous barricade of hands, well, being able to phase suddenly looks a little more useful top-side, huh? I had been wondering as of the end of this chapter why he hadn't been with his Big Three compatriots from the start, so I'm glad to see this little nod.

The business course stuff:

I have somewhat mixed thoughts, but on the whole, I rather like it. On the one hand, I think "promoting heroes" has a tang of propaganda to it, which is rather at odds with the (nominal) objectivity of something like news footage or documentary filmmaking. Of course, any kind of information can be skewed by its presentation, but it seems to me that talking of hero promotion, of image and presentation to the masses, is inherently embracing a certain narrative you're trying to put across. Spiral Stack Hair Boy there even says it outright: He and his classmates are preserving a record of Heroes Victorious. They are not there to preserve a record of e.g. The Tragic Death of Shimura Tenko or what-have-you.

On the other hand, I like Spiral Stack firing back—against an uncommonly young parroter of the "you kids and your cellphones" complaint!—that having records of events is valid and extremely important work. He remains vague about "past wars",(1) but given how recently and repeatedly Skeptic and Dabi have demonstrated the impact of being able to choose how to frame a story,(2) the heroes would be wise to stop letting villains control the narrative!

In short, I'm dubious of the narrative that the Business Course kids are presenting, but I like that the story is engaging with the idea of how the events it's portraying look within the world. It's good follow-through from earlier iterations of the topic, from aforementioned villain meddling to all the eyes on Endeavor, and even the whole discussion about heroes-as-entertainment versus heroes-with-human-needs.

Bakugou Stuff:

I like the jolt of panic in Bakugou's eye when ShigAFO breaks his arm; it feels like a relatively rare expression for him.

I had jotted down in my notes, "Bakugou thinking about the gap is good Endeavor paralleling," but I gotta say I liked it better before it got localized with baseball metaphors. I already know there's a baseball OVA coming out, Caleb! You don't need to remind me of all the inane tripe meant to move keychains and vinyl standees we're getting instead of anything remotely interesting!

I don't have anything in particular to say about the whole "Bakugou is, in AFO's opinion, closer to Deku than anyone else." Frankly, as frustrating as it is being a villain fan at times, I'm extremely glad that I have barely any investment in Bakugou and negative investment in Deku, because I can't even imagine how much it must suck to be an even-keeled fan of either character trying to find any content that isn't vapidly OOC or vindictively mean-spirited. Good Christ, the spoiler tags were still a shitshow two full weeks after the initial leaks for this chapter.

Aizawa (and Mandalay):

The electromagnetic interference could be legit, but also feels a bit retconned, particularly the handwave of Aizawa protesting that she got Midoriya a bit ago, so why can't she now? Is the erratic communication going to serve a dramatic purpose at all? Is it just to keep Hori from needing to update the reader on what Deku ran into last time we saw him when he isn't ready to transition scenes yet?

Also, Aizawa, exactly how fast do you think Deku is going to get here from halfway across the country? Japan is seriously not that small. Honestly, the American jets picking him up really is your best bet.

I enjoy his desperation, though. S'good crunch.

On UA and the Big Three:

Man. They really did just take the whole school up, huh? Somehow I'd been under the impression that it was a fake, that Troy Fortress, not UA itself, but nope, that's absolutely UA. What happened to all the refugees? Are they still in the building, or hiding out underground? Were they evacuated out to the refugee housing on the campus before the school took off? But then why didn't one of AFO's spies contact him to let him know? What was the point of the whole thing where the facility connects to Shiketsu if the school was just going to fly off into the sky alone?

It's—a shame, I guess. I feel like there ought to be a lot of power in seeing the school trashed like this—it's been the main setting of the series for three hundred and fifty chapters! It's the place where a bunch of friendships have been made, powers forged, little day-to-day victories and losses accumulated, all things a student would remember upon seeing their high school demolished.

Also too, the symbol that UA represents is in ruins, the Number One Hero School that produces the very best heroes, the ivory tower the students were kept in that controlled what knowledge they gained and, for a very long time, cut them off from the world and the people they were training to protect.

UA needed to go down, I think, as so many other structures in this society do, but I wish the one toppling its towers could be Shigaraki Tomura, who once wanted to be a hero, for whom the whole building has been converted into a deathtrap rather than—per the title—a place of learning. Instead, we get the AFO Vestige, whose only attachment to hero schools has been plucking promising quirks out of them like grapes from the vine.

Further, the students we get reacting to the destruction aren't the students I'd expect—the students of 1-A, the ones whose schooling we've spent the entire series watching. Sure, the Big Three, as seniors, spent three times as long there as the main cast, so I'm sure they have a lot of regrets seeing those thrashed classrooms. But the audience has never been privy to Mirio and the rest's school lives, so what they're remembering and mourning here is entirely opaque.

The only emotion I feel looking at the three of them is sympathy pangs for Suneater, because Suneater's one of my favorite students, and he gives me moe aggression. That's entirely down to my being predisposed to empathy for Suneater when he's faltering, however, not because the story's given me any reason whatsoever to care about his feelings about seeing his school trashed.

Also, to come full circle back to the messenger/bodyguard, it's kind of eyeroll-inducing that Lemillion is now parroting the talk about holding out until Midoriya shows up. Maybe it's just to make Bakugou look more singular next week, maybe it's the streak of pragmatism Mirio learned from Nighteye, but it does feel kind of a shame that the young hero who ran ahead to fight Overhaul solo is now also trapped in that mentality that only One For All can strike the necessary decisive blow.

I critique him now, but Mirio will have a much better showing in the next chapter, and I'm looking forward to writing quite a bit about it.

Odds & Ends:

Hori's dedication to Ame-comi-style sound effect lettering continues to impress.

Oh my god, Nejire's girlfriend complaining about her hair. XD I did laugh.

Shigaraki's hair not even getting solid black outlines anymore, even in closeups. Good stuff. Wish I wasn't so soured on the anime so I could more genuinely anticipate seeing it in color.

That heavy black silhouette of Shigaraki against the shattered outline of UA fuckin' rules. Wish it was more "him."

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1: But talking about concrete records of wars at all is a possibly interesting choice, given Japan's noted tendency towards historical revisionism re: Japanese warcrimes.

2: Not just Dabi's video, but also Skeptic's doctoring of the Deika footage.

#bnha #bnha 359 #bnha spoilers #(mild ones for 360)#chapter thoughts #the ua big three #bnha worldbuilding #-ish

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amy-maguire · 29 days

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Toga.. that's me. Shattered Pieces of My Secret - Chapter 6

“Kacchan that doesn’t make sense.. Speak slowly and explain to me what’s going on.” He attempted to speak calmly. “Are you trying to tell me there’s a copy of Ochako walking around and I’m with her-” He paused and shock immediately filled his eyes as he pieced things together. How had he been so stupid before? The details were all in front of him. “Get Aizawa.” His voice was now somewhat shaky as his eyes fell on Toga. “Aizawa and Police.”

Toga looked across the table realizing he had figured out the secret, and in a last desperate attempt to convince him she yelled, “It’s not what you think Deku!! If you think I’m that.. Weird girl who followed us around at camp you have it all wrong! What if the copy is with them?” She asked, trying to copy Ochako’s usual body language, anything. But Izuku’s eyes were nothing but cold when he looked at her, cold, scared, and determined. “Just get the police and Aizawa I’ll send you the address.” He stood up walking towards Toga. He was prepared to take out his provisional hero license and take this seriously.

Her plan wasn’t working and so she turned to the only thing she could turn to, her knife. She stood up as well, eyeing the exit, if she couldn’t injure him she would at least leave. The league needed her. The next thing she knew she heard the beep of the phone call ending, some rapid texting and then a voice, “Stand down Toga Himiko.” By this point Toga was close to the exit and she placed her hand on the door handle.

“What’s going on?” The cashier from earlier asked, he was concerned. Izuku kept an eye on Toga but kept speaking, “I have reason to suspect that this girl is Toga Himiko from the league of villains and I need you to evacuate the building. She’s dangerous. I’m getting a real pro and police on the scene to detain her but I need you to do this.” The cashier nodded, fear filling his face as the familiar villain name was spoken. “Y-yes sir!” He said, rushing over to the other customers.

Toga’s heart was racing, “I didn’t want to have to do this Izuku..” her persona was fully dropping with each second, “But I can’t really let you put me in a police car!” (Fact check this next part) Toga felt the sticky substance form on the back of her neck again, and she watched as Ochako’s body fell into pieces of gray goop. She was fully exposed and Izuku was still keeping his distance. He was aware of her good melee knife fighting skills. “Stand down.” he said, before repeating the common legal jargon police officers and heroes said before arresting someone. “Like I said, I can't do that.” She turned the door handle, “Freeze!” Izuku yelled, tendrils of black whip shooting up over his back to face her. Why hadn’t he detained her yet? Why was he hesitating?

“I don’t think you want to do that.” Toga said, pushing the door open before Izuku stepped closer, “Freeze!” He repeated. “Detain her.” He thought, “What are you doing?” Toga noticed his hesitation and jumped on it holding her dagger tighter as she broke into a sprint. “Shoot.” Izuku cursed running after her, his brain moving a mile a minute.

“He’s on my tail.” Toga thought, all the emotion from before now pushed down so she could try and be logical. But, truthfully she was still hurt. Every time she’d thought about something like this happening before she had pushed the thoughts down because it hurt too much. But now it was actually happening. “I have to get rid of him.” She thought, was this going to turn out like middle school. She reached down grabbing multiple daggers, people could see her running through the streets, and Izuku was getting closer. Quickly she planted her foot and pivoted around, throwing four daggers towards the green haired boy. Then, she quickly turned back and ran, she didn’t have time to see if they hit the mark. Izuku was able to grab three of the daggers using blackwhip, but one whizzed past him and cut the side of his stomach. Not deep, but it was still blood. Izuku’s blood.. He winced, he was holding back and he knew it. “Grab her.” He thought using a tendril of blackwhip to cover over the wound momentarily, while he brought the daggers to himself. He could hear sirens behind him, the police were on their way. “One for all, full cowling, five percent.” He thought, watching as his body glowed, he didn’t need much power. Izuku dashed forward and he hit Toga in the back pushing her to the ground. He went to grab her wrists with other black whip tendrils, but.. He stopped for a split second. She looked so sad on the ground.

When Toga fell she cried out and her eyes narrowed, how was he that fast to grab her? “No.” toga thought, panic seizing her. Izuku’s full body weight was on her and she couldn’t move. “Get up..” she thought squirming as Izuku held her there and then black whip seized her full on. “Toga Himiko..” Izuku started, “You’re under arrest.” he stated. Her heart fell, she had been a villain for years, only to get caught now? Yes it was by him but..

Izuku forced Toga to stand up, telling her not to resist, he also used blackwhip to take away any more daggers he saw on her. It hadn’t occurred to her, but she was on TV. People had been filming her through their phones and she was live on multiple social media accounts. “You’re good, Izuku.” She stated, pain streaking her tone. He didn’t respond, beginning to walk back towards the ramen shop with her where more police would be waiting. “Don’t re-” he started as he began to walk again but something cut him off. Suddenly he felt his ears ringing and his body was thrown against something.

He was.. HE WAS ON FIRE. He hadn’t realized at first but part of his body was boiling with pain, there was blue fire inching its way up his clothes. He cried out as he rolled to put the fire out. All he could hear was, “Toga. You messed up.” he looked up and in front of him stood two more league of villains members. They weren’t facing him, but he could tell they were Mr. Compress and Dabi. The patchwork villain had snuck up behind him from a portal from Kurogiri and attacked him.. Him and anything in the vicinity. The walls and concrete of things surrounding them were on fire. “I told you not to get caught. You’re glad the boss thinks you're useful or we would’ve left you.”

“Correction. You would have left her.” Mr. Compress corrected, “toga is a friend.”

Izuku went to activate his quirk again but he was interrupted again, “Let’s get rid of him.” Dabi said, before compress turned and lunged at Izuku, snapping his fingers and enclosing him in a marble. “We can’t have this pest ruining our show.. Can we?” He said. Toga was quiet, the blast had hit her too, and part of her side had gone up in flames. Mr. Compress helped her put it out while Izuku was regaining his wits but. Why did everything have to go this way? “Toga, let’s go.” Dabi said sternly as the shadowy figure of Kurogiri reappeared to take them back. But she was frozen.

“Toga.” Dabi said again, “We didn’t come here for nothing get into the warp gate.” but she was silent again. They had hurt Izuku.. Not only that but she had gotten caught for the first time today. Izuku would now hate her more than he ever did, but that wasn’t different from everyone else. Why couldn’t she just have a nice date with Izuku? Why couldn’t she have just two hours to kiss him and confess and.. Be a person again. Why.. why..

“Mr. Compress.” Toga said quietly, “Release Izuku.” Dabi scoffed, “What are you, stupid?” She shook her head, leaning down and picking up some of her daggers. “If you’re going to get rid of him, I don’t want it to be the easy way out.” She stated, “I get to be the one who sees Izuku off.” her gaze was sharp and her heart was hurt. The only way she knew how to get emotions out was through violence, and she really wanted to stab Izuku right now. “You want to have another show on your own?” Mr. Compress asked, intrigued. Dabi went to intervene but Kurogiri spoke before he did, “We don’t have much time, Toga.” “Give me five, no.. ten minutes. Make a ring of fire for me and I’ll fix this myself. Then, take me back to the league.” She was trying to sound forceful but she just seemed to beg. Kurogiri took pity on her, he was.. Reminded of something, someone. “Fine, I shall watch from close by and warp you back if things go wrong or you finish. Dabi and Compress will stay behind.” Dabi rolled his eyes, “Like I would do that.” Mr. Compress frowned, “Let her have a moment will you.” Dabi scoffed and blew fire out in a couple directions before deciding making a ring wasn’t that hard. Then he stepped into Kurogiri’s warp gate and Mr. Compress stood close by. “We’ll be back for you, Toga.” he said, snapping his fingers as Izuku’s body fell to the ground. Compress was gone through the warp gate by the time Izuku had opened his eyes again.

“I’m sorry,” Toga apologized, “But if I’m going to do this I’m going to do this my way.” she launched at him and he only barely was able to have enough wits to dodge back. “I want us to work, but if we can’t work I’ll.. I’LL JUST CUT YOU UP!” She didn’t realize she laughed.. But she did. It was a manic laugh, one formed out of fear, and anger, and sadness, and pure affection. Because as painful as this situation was, he sure looked amazing with all those bruises and that cut.

Izuku grunted, now more awake he activated one for all again. This time, he wouldn’t hold back. Right? “Toga!!” He yelled, launching at her with a punch this time instead of using black whip. She barely dodged, but he was starting to use his minimal notes on her to his advantage. “She’s a knife fighter” he thought, “So she’ll probably do this..” he predicted as he cunningly dodged a swing. But, he felt so weird about this. She was his age. They could’ve been friends, and her quirk was so cool! He was hoping maybe he could save her, but right now he was more focused on staying alive and apprehending her. Where were the cops? Toga frowned, annoyed. She tried using a different move but he dodged again. He was so annoying, but.. She loved it. After a couple more tries she placed two daggers in one hand and jumped launched onto him as she fell onto his chest. Just like at the training camp. This time he had his arms though and he tried to dodge the knives as they came moving down towards his face. “Ow..” he thought. Toga smiled, she.. Was infatuated now. All her feelings were flowing into one and she just couldn’t help it. Both knives had stabbed directly through his forearms. Blood was dripping down onto him hitting his face. Izuku screamed.

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tteokdoroki · 3 years

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had it | k.bakugou.

♡ pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem!reader.

♡ word count: 4.5K

♡ rating: everyone.

♡ genre: pro hero!au, married!au, fluff, comfort.

♡ summary: your pro hero husband is a show off, always has and always will be... but when his big ego gets in the way of you doing your job, you give him little piece of your mind..

♡ warning(s): please read ! mentions of violence, i gave reader a quirk?? bakugou with a daughter ok literally nothing. oh and angst if you squint.

♡ author’s note(s): hi besties!! happy birthday to meee!! today i’m dropping a fic that’s been a long time coming, its a short and fluffy little piece with domestic baku bc i love him with babies n kids ok ok!! i hope you all have a lovely day <3

♡ masterlist | requests | kofi

some say that working for a pro hero is an honour, no matter what the position is. some may work behind the scenes— creating gear and suits that support the pros protecting their cities or livelihoods. others are in charge of things like reports, PR and even physical health. everyone plays an important role in a hero's career. there’s never a dull moment working in a team supporting the pros, especially if that pro was dynamight.

the offices for katsuki bakugou’s hero agency were always buzzing; usually because the clean up team were rushing through with stacks upon stacks of receipts and paperwork from the damage done during bakugou’s patrols— other times it would be his secretaries gossiping about how good he looks in his winter costume because damn did that tight black shirt do his arms justice but usually it was just because of the PR team contacting media outlets with excuses for bakugou’s potty mouth.

working for the hot headed blonde was more laid back than it seemed however, the man himself was rarely ever in the office as the number two hero but out on missions instead, the pay was pretty decent and no one ever really faced his angry wrath nor his sailor like mouth unless they had royally fucked up on their job. katsuki bakugou was someone to admire, he never gave a damn about what people had to say about him— he only cared about getting the job done and maybe that’s why most people enjoyed their time under the dynamight agency.

particularly this time, right around noon.

the doors to the floor of the secretary offices fly open, crashing loudly against the walls and drawing the staff from their daily work. this office space is around ten floors up and somehow you’ve made it in record time today. “where is he?” your voice crawls through the entrance of the room, settling over the workers like a thick fog— commanding, menacing and soft all at the same time. newbies cower in their boots, confused at what’s going on and it’s safe to presume those who have been working here for years have yet to give them the run down. “don’t make me ask again.” you add, eyes darkening as you cast your gaze across the room.

an intern approaches you, visibly shaking with fear which makes you loosen your stance and raise an eyebrow toward them. “he-uh... he just went for his lunch break—“ the stutter, gulping under the stare of another highly ranked pro hero. “in his...office— ma’am!” they stumble through their words, hiding behind the ungodly amount of paperwork that's been dumped into their hands. you make a mental note to chew bakugou out on the load his interns have been getting as well as your prior reasons for coming to his agency.

nonetheless you shake your head and drop the frown, a sweet smile quickly replacing the look that could put anyone six feet under if you really tried. with a tap to the side of your head, the visor to your hero costume rises above your eyes— allowing you to give the poor little intern a cheeky wink as thanks. “‘ppreciate it darling, have a good one!” you thank them properly with a ruffle to their hair, resuming your previous stance as you march the rest of the way through the office and kick open the door at the end of the room.

the intern sags, a whimper of relief passing from tired lips while they wipe at the sweat forming on their brow. they’d not even encountered their boss yet and they’d already come face to face with a top pro hero. “w-what’s her deal?”

a chuckle to the left of the poor kid startles them out of their mind; but they relax upon realising it’s just another one of dynamight’s secretaries— haruto, who’d apparently been working at the agency since it started up. “that’s nightsky, her quirk is lullaby, which allows her to control certain people if she hits the right note. she can also put them to sleep, if she really wants to,” the intern now perks up, remembering you from countless interviews on tv. you ranked pretty highly too, managing to the reach the top five this year along with others like shoto and deku. “she owns the hero agency across the street, herself and dynamight have been going at it ever since. it’s like they’re elderly lovers or somethin‘.”

“d-do you think they are? lovers like you say?” the intern asks a little too excitedly, touching at their messy hair from where you’d ruffled it. a crimson blush warms their cheeks, the idea of two pros playing enemies to the public eye but being lovers in secret seemed like something right out of a romance novel. how romantic.

haruto only chuckles at the newbie, standing to ruffle their hair as well before heading over to the coffee stand to fix himself a cup. “beats me,” he mumbles cheerily as he walks away, arms crossed behind his head. “but with the way yn bursts in here at the same time everyday to scold bakugou, and leaves with a huge smile on her face— i wouldn’t put it past them. they probably have a whole life together.” he taps his nose once as if he’s given away too much information, turning away without a word.

the intern hums, seemingly happy with their superior’s answer and easily heads back to work from there.

katsuki bakugou was bored out of his mind.

being a successful pro hero was all he’d ever wanted— being the number two pro hero just came with that. bakugou wanted to get to the top and show everyone he was the best of the best and with him being blessed with a powerful quirk there was no way he couldn’t be where he was today. yet, now that he’d finally achieved his dream all he wanted was a fucking break. the blonde stares down at his microwaveable bowl of home cooked stew, a frown cutting deep into his cheeks. it was his lunch break for crying out loud, but instead of scarfing down the delicious meal before him, the hero was forced to watch it cool as some dumb fuck reporter asked him questions over the phone.

the telephone interview ( or a waste of his fucking time, as katsuki had called it ) , had been set up by his PR team right after he’d taken down a couple low level villains downtown earlier this morning. katsuki had called it nothing but apparently the whole world and their mother had been on his ass, watching as he took the criminals down with ease and raving about how glorious dynamight was during that fight. the reporter drones on about said event, asking the same old questions and it takes everything within the hot headed pro not to blow a casket— he’d been promised a few extra days off from his manager if he could finish the interview without blowing something up and only god knew how much katsuki needed a break from dumb paps and some overly obsessive fans.

‘so, final question, how does it feel to be the number two?’

bakugou grunts, buying himself time to formulate an answer. what he really wants to do is kindly tell the reporter to fuck off and ask more original questions; but with the prize of a longer weekend hanging in the balance he bites his tongue for the sake of freedom. “well i—“

“katsuki bakugou.” your voice cuts through his sentence before he can finish, vermillion eyes land on your hero costume clad form as you burst into his office. a lazy smirk now decorates the hero’s lips, brow quirked with piqued interest. “i have a bone to pick with you, you motherfucker.”

the reporter on the other end falls silent as katsuki watches you, leaning back in his plush leather chair. you look slightly disheveled, costume torn in a few places, scrapes littering your skin as you pant heavily from exertion— chest rising and falling with every breath, it seems ragged and bakugou makes a mental note to remind you to get your ribs checked out later. “you’re late, shitty woman.” the number two sits up a little straighter as you enter the room, leaning up to look at you while you slam your hands down on the smooth marble desk— the force rattling the items he has neatly placed on it.

‘uh-? mister...dynamight-? sir?’

your eyes sweep the room while the pro before you deals with the reporter, mentioning to her that they’ll have to continue their call later. in the meantime, you note that katsuki’s office is meticulously clean, not a single book, folder or pen out of place— it’s high up with a perfect view of the city and the large windows allow golden beams of the sun to light up the room. the sound of a phone being placed back on its hook brings you from your thoughts; annoyance settling deep in your veins as you turn to face bakugou again.

“i had it,” you growl lowly, jumping the gun before he can even register what you’ve said. “i’m a grown woman, katsuki, i can handle a couple of criminals myself, you know.”

the blasting hero does nothing but smirk even wider at the irked tone that litters your voice, standing up as well to tower over you. bakugou still wears his own hero costume, considerably in less damage than yours— not a single tear had formed in his suit, mind the small scratches on his face no doubt from his stupid explosions creating some debris. leaning over the desk between you, bakugou uses a forefinger and thumb to tilt your head up, bringing you even closer than before. “clearly y’didn’t sweetheart, or otherwise that icyhot bastard wouldn’t have needed to back you up ‘fore i got there...” his timbre voice sends sparks of electricity through the air in the room, it’s low and gravelly which is enough to send shivers down your spine but you’re not about to let katsuki bakugou know that he makes you flustered— it’d go straight to his head, the cocky bastard.

nonetheless; you roll your eyes at the mention of your old classmate and fellow pro hero— shoto todoroki. yourself and shoto got along fairly well, even back in high school, so it was normal for you to work together from time to time; you both made a great team and your skill set complimented each other’s well. katsuki was just jealous. he never really got along with todoroki like that. “he didn’t back me up, we were working together,” you snap back at the blonde, shaking yourself from bakugou’s grasp and flicking him right between those alluring vermillion eyes. “something you might not be familiar with, mister number two.” bakugou backs away from you completely ( only wincing slightly ), making you smirk in victory. you’ve struck a nerve. deciding to leave the conversation at that, you turn to make your exit as he collapses back into his seat with a deathly scowl and a quiet ‘tch’. “like i said, i had it, dynamight. next time, don’t jump in uninvited.”

happy that you got the last laugh, you open the door to leave his office but pause when a wave of heat hits your back. you should have known, katsuki bakugou was never one to back down from a challenge and you certainly weren’t an exception. well shit. when you turn around to face the blonde, small explosions spark from his right hand and he has some what of a look of a feral pomeranian, blood red eyes full of rage.

you visibly gulp and katsuki growls out his next words with the upmost venom, designed to hurt and cut at your feelings. “well maybe y’sudda let the actual pros handle shit like this,” bakugou begins, voice rising in volume with every syllable that passes his lips. “we both know you’re no good at short distance attacks with your quirk, shitty woman, you couldn’t have taken those villains down without me.” the blonde finishes with a short ‘tsk’, settling the explosions that spark in his palms. now it’s your turn to be pissed. you could handle katsuki’s jealousy, his petty reasoning for joining you on your patrol and taking the credit but bashing you and your quirk? no way in hell would he get away with that.

“bakugou?”

“what? the fuck y’still here for?”

you roll your shoulders, gracing the blonde with a devilish smile as your eyes light up mischievously. “why are you hitting yourself, bakugou?” you sing, hitting just the right notes that will have him under your spell, the tone in your voice as smooth as chocolate. katsuki’s eyes widen in horror and before he can stop himself, his free hand comes up to slap him across the face. that was your quirk, lullaby. you had the ability to sing your way out of any situation— adjusting the tune of your song to control the actions of certain individuals or groups of people. it was near impossible to resist but the more people you used your quirk on, the weaker your control over them was. that doesn’t mean you weren’t going to use it on bakugou from time to time. the blonde tries to fight it, he really does, but he’s no use up against your ability— losing all control of his own body. he grunts on impact, looking bewildered for a moment as he moves to grab his own wrist to stop any impending blows. “not so cocky now, are we dynamight?”

“h-hey!” he stammers, refusing to accept defeat against you. “shitty woman, no fuckin’ fair. you know i can’t use my quirk against you in here.” he was right, while your quirk was poor against short distance attacks ( meaning you had to result to hand to hand combat ), bakugou couldn’t use his own in enclosed spaces without hurting anyone he didn’t want to. especially you, he would never hurt you intentionally unless you were sparring.

“shoulda thought about that before you decided to taunt me, you know better than to piss off your wife, katsu.” you chide, still smiling just as brightly as you were earlier, before taking a seat on his desk and folding one leg over the other. it was quite amusing to watch your husband of four years fight against himself— everyone knew katsuki had an unbelievable amount of strength even without his quirk so he was definitely beating himself up ( literally and figuratively ).

bakugou looks up at you through gritted teeth while he struggles to keep the wrist you have control of down and you almost feel bad for the guy. “turn it off, dammit!” he curses at you, said hand rising above his free one to tug at his own sun kissed locks.

feigning interest in the objects on your lover's desk, you ignore his pleas for you to release him from the holds of your quirk and hum “apologise.”

“f-fuck... fuck y-you.”

you sigh knowingly, picking up a hand crafted paperweight, covered in glitter and sequin stars, inspecting it carefully. bakugou could hardly ever say the word ‘sorry’, it was just in his nature and he’d been that way since you were young. part of you knows it’s because of how he was treated as a child where people praised him for his quirk. that meant he became prideful yes, thought highly of himself too and struggled to admit when others were right...but he had his own way of apologising— through actions instead of words.

like when you first moved in together and he had broken your favourite mug, instead of saying he was sorry, he spent all night super glueing it back together for you to use in the morning. to him, actions were louder than words but you right now; you were being mean and just wanted to hear him say it.

“fuck fuck, fine. alright. ‘m sorry.” bakugou lets out a strained growl as the hand you control gives a particularly hard yank to his hair. “i’m sorry for lying about your quirk. it’s not shitty…’n ‘m sorry for... barging in on your patrol. again.” you grin, satisfied with his answer and grab the hand he keeps down with his wrist. you press a simple kiss to the skin, making your husband blush as you release your hold over the limb. katsuki shyly yanks it from your grip, rubbing over the area that you’d kissed, shooting his gaze to the side in the process. “jesus shitty woman, if i don’t die from being a hero or of old fucking age, i know for a fact you’ll be the one to kill me first.” he mutters harshly under his breath, but you know he’s only kidding from the way his hands now fall to your thighs and his fingers rub small circles into the exposed skin.

“pro hero nightsky murders number two pro hero dynamight in cold blood!” you joke as if you’re reading a headline in a news article, katsuki only glares up at you— making no effort to curse you out because of your shitty joke, which causes you to frown while leaning forward to brush some of his hair away from his face. “you know i’m only kidding right? is something wrong? did i come at a bad time?”

it’s only now that you notice the exhausted expression that paints your lover’s face. he’s always up to playing this game with you, at the same time every day— you come to bother him about some trivial matter, tease him a bit and leave with a kiss. but today, you can tell he’s trying to hide something from you. something that bothers him.

bakugou shakes his head, leaning into your touch as you play with his hair— a habit he’d picked up from even before you started dating back in high school, although he’d never admit that to you if you’d asked. “nothin’, just this stupid fuckin’ interview the PR team want me to do about the fight today. the one i took from you,” your husband smirks slightly at the thought and you roll your eyes for what seems like the nine hundredth time that afternoon. “didn’t get to finish my fuckin’ lunch but they promised me a couple days off if i got the interview done.”

“better the number two than me, eh? but don’t worry, i’ll order us some take out tonight,” your suggest, voice coming out as soft and mingling with your slight giggle— a quiet melody to katsuki’s ears. your only reply from him is a grunt, so you stop your fingers in his hair and watch as he scowls up at you. you quickly press a kiss to the explosive hero’s lips, pulling away to reveal his blushing face. you smile, knowing that you’re the only one who can make him flush red like that. “there’s something else bothering you, isn’t there?”

if there’s one thing katsuki bakugou hates, it’s how you read him like an open book. one look at him and it’s like you know exactly how he’s feeling. he can never hide anything from you— sometimes that both pisses him off and reminds him of how much he is loved by you. he hesitates with his words at first but decides to confide in you anyway, knowing that you’ll get it out of him in one way or another. “‘m worried about you, dumbass.” he mumbles, nudging your hand with his head as if to ask you to continue your earlier actions. “i know you had it, yer fuckin’ powerful but you looked so tired in that fight today ‘n i thought something bad was gonna happen to you, y’fuckin’ shitty woman.”

he toys with the tears in your costume now, smoothing over scars from your bumps and scratches as a result of combat. “oh lovebug,” you mumble, cupping his cheeks to make him look up at you. “you know i can handle my own, they just took a lot out of me today. i promise i’ll—“

“that’s not it, fuck,” katsuki cuts you off, brows furrowing deeply as he grabs your wrists— pulling your from his desk and into his lap. he holds you close, burying his nose into your neck as if you’re going to disappear. you sit still, a little shocked by his actions and his quick change of mood, but wrap your arms around him anyway and slowly fall silent. “it's just that...we’re both pros now and at the top of our ranks ‘n we both have a lot to lose.” you instinctively cling tighter to katsuki, mind flickering to the homemade paperweight you’d spotted on his desk earlier... causing your heart clench.

your daughter had made that for him during her time at preschool for fathers day; something your husband cherished with his whole heart, even if the thing was still sticky with glue when he’d gotten it.

katsuki loved taiga more than anything in the world and if something had happened to her because of your line of work, you don’t know what either of you would do. “what if something were to happen to you? or to me? or shit...both of us? who would look after taiga? you know what happens to kids who end up in the fucking system.” bakugou pauses, the same tired expression from earlier now sitting heavily on his face. “i just want you to be careful, stop pushing yourself so much, y’fuckin’ dumbasss. we have a family take care of. it’s not just you and i anymore.”

you nod, grasping onto your lover’s clothes tightly. the air is flooded with a comfortable silence, the pair of you holding one another right the way through it. you treasure moments like this, where the world stops and katsuki shows you another, more vulnerable side to him.

he would never admit or show this to anyone; but he cares , more than he lets on... especially for you and especially for your daughter. he was attentive, paid attention to you and your weaknesses and helped you overcome them. it was something you couldn’t stop loving about him. “i promise to be more careful, for you and for taiga,” you say quietly after he’s done scolding you, brushing your lips against the side of his head in a soft peck. “that must’ve been why jumped in earlier, you were worried about me?”

“somethin’ like that, you crazy woman,,” bakugou whispers, there’s a tinge of fondness to his ruby eyes as you pull away to look at him, his hands settling on your hips while he moves up to press a soft kiss to your awaiting lips. “didn’t want you getting yourself killed.”

you stay with katsuki in the office for a little longer than usual, laying on his chest as he prattles away about everything and anything even though he should be working. you make sure he eats his lunch, despite how cold it is and promise him a boat load of take out when he comes home later— your sweet cuddling session only being cut short by a call from your assistant to tell you that your daughter is ready to be picked up from school. “better finish that interview katsu, taiga’ll be happy to know her daddy’s getting some time off to spend with her soon,” you remind him as you gather yourself together, your husband pouting ( he swears on his life he wasn’t ) from the loss of your warmth in his lap. “she has a lot to tell you.”

the blonde quirks a brow, watching you as you head for the door. “yeah? like what?” a hand comes up to cover your mouth as you giggle at his curious face. sometimes, when you look at katsuki, you could see how much your daughter resembles him, right down to his mannerisms. she had somehow inherited the shape of your nose and the brightness of your smile ( the only reason barely anyone realised bakugou had a kid, he never fucking smiled. ) but the bakugou genes were incredibly strong so there was no way she’d miss out on those crimson eyes and uncontrollable, untameable messy blonde hair.

she even acted like him. a very brazen little girl who knew what she wanted and how to get it, so she had her daddy wrapped around her stubby little fingers.

you grin, eyes sparkling with the same mischief as before. “oh y’know, just her little crush on midoriya’s boy.”

“yer fuckin’ kiddin’ me.”

“i would never joke about such a thing, just make sure you’re home in time for dinner, number two!” you squeal, dashing out of the office before your husband has time to demand more answers from you. slamming the door shut, you chuckle at the melody of curses that leave your husbands mouth before heading off to pick up your daughter.

on your way, you admit to yourself , that maybe you didn’t have this fight in the bag. but what you did have; was a loving husband, a beautiful daughter and the best life you could have ever imagined.

extended ending:

“so, taiga... daddy hears you have a little... crush on someone.”

you’re in the kitchen, washing the dishes from tonight’s dinner as bakugou wipes tentatively at your little girl’s messy face— she was a poor eater but it’s something you didn’t mind, not when your husband was so soft with cleaning her up. you can see them from where you stand, watching katsuki knowingly.

taiga looks up from the colouring you’d set out for her when she finished up her meal, crimson eyes shining brightly as she fixes her gaze on her father. “mhm mhm!! he’s mister deku’s son! and i’m gonna marry him!”

“no yer not.” bakugou answers simply, looking close to popping a vein.

“why not?”

your husband scoffs, throwing away the tissue he’d used to clean his little girl up before joining her in her colouring. “‘cause daddy says so ‘n boys are gross, especially ones who’s dad’s look like broccoli.” the older ash blonde seems satisfied with his answer, grinning to himself as you dry the dishes with an amused smile.

but taiga isn’t finished, swapping her green crayon for a red one to finish up her drawing. “but you’re a boy...and mommy still married you!”

bakugou pauses, lost for words as taiga continues to colour— humming the theme song from a commercial for some of deku’s merch. you can tell it’s taking everything katsuki’s got not to combust right there on the spot, but he can’t stay mad at taiga for too long, not when she’s describing her wedding and how her daddy is going to walk her down the isle.

setting the dishes to dry and towelling your hands; you smile to yourself as you admire your family. some would say you had it all, and looking at the pair of bakugou’s now, who were you to deny the truth.

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kats-baku1999 · 3 years

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Hidden Secrets, Part Two.

wait I can’t believe you guys actually like part one (read that here) I was so insecure about posting it. I’m glad, I’m so glad. Everyone was asking for Bakugo’s suffering so here it is…

READ PART THREE HERE

warnings: I won’t even lie to you all, I have father problems, so this writing hit a little close to home. if in any way you think it’ll hurt or upset you, please don’t read any further okay? mentions of cheating and sex too. also there is some momo slander. I am so sorry.

It was as if the entire world stopped spinning for a second. Kirishima took a step in front of you and Haru, standing chest to chest with Bakugo. Bakugo glared at him, before looking at you. Every ounce of anger you felt towards him began bubbling up. There was so much you wanted to say. So much you wanted to scream at him. You couldn’t yet though, not in front of Haru.

“Kirishima, will you take Haru to your office? I know how excited he has been to see it since the renovation,” You forced a smile, and looked at your son who’s middle brow was creased, which was a for sure sign he was worrying about something, “It’s alright Ru, I will come meet you in there soon,”

“Yeah, come on little monster, I have a huge TV in there now!” Kirishima’s tone did not match the glare on his face, “The conference room is open you two,”

“Thank you Ei, have fun sweetheart,” Haru released himself from you, and let Kirishima take him. He perked his head back over Kirishima’s shoulder and gave you a small wave with his tiny little hand. You forced another smile and waved back, before turning around to face your ex boyfriend. His face was still frozen in shock, as he watched his old best friend walk off with the tiny little human.

“Please tell me what the fuck-”

“Go to the conference room, now.” You snapped and stomped away from him. Bakugo followed after, the boots of his hero costume echoing on the floor of the lobby. He clicked the door behind him as soon as he was in the same room as you.

“So did you just plan on never fucking telling me I had a kid?!” Bakugo yelled, his voice echoing. You turned around and glared at him, “When the fuck did you even find out you were pregnant?”

“Oh, I found out a few days before I found out you were cheating on me,” You laughed dryly, “I was going to tell you that night, but I got a little side tracked,”

“Bullshit absolute bullshit, you should have told me!” Bakugo yelled, not backing down, “Four fucking years! Four!”

“Cut the bullshit Bakugo, I came to your office two weeks before he was born, I ran into Momo and she said you would call me, that night I get a simple text that says you wanted nothing to do with him,” You yelled, jabbing a finger into his chest, “Then you just mysteriously move away with Momo, and no one hears from you, and now you are in Kirishima’s office demanding to know things?!”

“What the fuck are you talk about?! What text?!” Bakugo yelled, grabbing your hand and moving it away from him, “I just found out about the kid today! You still haven’t even confirmed that he was mine?!”

“Take one fucking look at him and tell me he isn’t yours, the only thing that even convinced me he might be from some magical conception is that he is so sensitive and caring!”

“(Y/N) what fucking messages? We haven’t talked since the night you left?” Bakugo’s voice lowered, “I promise you, if I would have known about him I would have, I would have-”

“What? Come back to me? Be with me?” Your voice was monotone and cold, he felt like he was talking to a stranger. A stranger that hates him.

“I mean, yeah maybe, or at least I would’ve been there for his first steps, words, breath, just anything,” Bakugo’s anger was subsiding for the first time in years, “Momo, that day, I know what you’re talking about, because she told me that her and I would never be happy as long as we were here,”

“Oh wow, so the person who you cheated on me with was also a liar, what a shock,” You scoffed, “Sorry, I’m sorry, I heard about her and Todoroki, and their affair,”

Bakugo paused for a second, shocked by your apology. Also by the fact that you even knew. It wasn’t public knowledge yet, considering it just happened two weeks ago. That was the one reason Kirishima was even acknowledging his presence again. He was the one who found them together, and despite his anger towards him, at one point Bakugo was his best friend. So he called him, told him to come to the bar he was at. When Bakugo got there, he found Momo practically on top of Todoroki. A poor, still oblivious, Todoroki who was convinced that Momo had left Bakugo. That she had called off their two year engagement.

“I didn’t realize Kirishima told you, still don’t know how he failed to mention my son-”

“Hey, don’t do that okay? Be mad at me for not trying harder, but don’t be mad at Kirishima, he knew if he would have said anything he wouldn’t have been able to see Haru anymore,” You sat down in one of the chairs, “To be honest, I had just planned on you never finding out,”

“That isn’t fair (Y/n), he is my son.” Bakugo’s tone of voice was frustrated and angry. He didn’t want to be mad at you, he knew he couldn’t be mad at you.

“No, he is my son, mine, I’ve done everything, I was there for all of the bruises and scratches, for when he got into my hair gel to try and make himself look like Kirishima, for his birthdays and Christmases, you weren’t there,” You snapped, “Sharing his genetics does not make him your son,”

“No but you don’t get to hold this shit against me, it wasn’t my fault,” Bakugo fired back.

“You’re the one who fucked her,” You sneered. Standing up again, running your hand through your hair, “You cheated on me with her, you chose her over me, you don’t get to be the victim here either, I don’t even get to be the victim, the only person who deserves to even act like the victim is my son,”

“I’m here now, I know now, and I want nothing more but than to get to know him,” Bakugo looked at you with pleading eyes, “To be apart of his life, of your life,”

“I don’t know, I can’t just tell him that you’re his dad, he has been asking for the past year, and he has so much more going on already,” You laughed, “He doesn’t have his quirk yet, it’s becoming evident that he might not ever have his quirk, so how do I tell him that his dad is the number one hero, and a person he idolizes?”

“So you’ve faulted me because my ex fiancé was a psychopath who didn’t think I needed to know about my son, and now because I’m the number one hero- wait, he doesn’t have his quirk?”

“No, no he doesn’t, that’s why we are in town, for Denki and Hitoshi’s wedding, and to see a doctor,” You explained, the tears finally spilling over, “I can’t just dump this on him too Bakugo, please, you have to understand,”

“I do, okay I do, but please I can’t just let you walk away today with him and not do anything, I have to know him, but I don’t want to make this a problem bigger than it needs to be,” Bakugo grabbed your shoulders, “Please don’t make me villain here, okay I don’t want to be,”

“As much as I want to, I can’t, I know I can’t it wouldn’t be fair to him,” You grabbed his hands off your shoulders and held them for a second, a small sob threatening to escape your throat, “But please don’t take him from me, he’s all I have,”

Bakugo stopped and tightened his grip on your hands. Forcing you to look up at him. His eyebrows were creased, furrowed up exactly like Haru’s always did. The same look of concern Haru’s always had on his face when you said something close to sad.

“I wouldn’t think about taking him away, so get that shitty ass thought out of your head right now,” Bakugo sighed, “He doesn’t even have to know I’m his father right now, not until your ready, but I would like to be your friend, your friend that comes around him, your friend that he gets to know like he knows Kirishima,”

“Okay, okay,” You mumbled, nodding your head, “You can pick us up and take us to his doctor’s appointment, then we can all go out with Kirishima after so he feels more comfortable, we can start there,”

“Okay, let’s start there,” Bakugo let go of your hands slowly, “Does he you know like anything?”

“Yes, Bakugo he likes things, heroes specifically, are you going to blow up this office if I say Deku is his favorite?” You wiped the tears off your face, and finally bust out laughing at Bakugo’s groan that followed, “I’m going to grab Haru, I’ll have Kirishima send you my number okay?”

“Okay, thank you, let me know about the doctors thing.”

You gave him a small nod and walked out of the room. Stopping the bathroom to rinse off the tears. When you opened up the door to Kirishima’s office, you found Haru staring at the large tv completely awe struck by the footage of Midoriya fighting alongside Bakugo. One of their earlier fights, they were just barely pros. You remembered it because that was when he and Shinso agreed to work together. That was the fight that introduced you to him.

— a few days later

“Momma, you’re doing your upset walk,” Haru whispered, as if he was telling some kind of secret. Shinso snorted into his coffee, and earned him self a dirty look from you.

“Your mother is just nervous over seeing her friend small human,” Shinso called you out, and earned another dirty look.

“Momma is friends with Dynamight, Uncle Toshi! She has even met Deku!” Haru’s eyes were sparkling as he said it, waving around his Deku plushie.

“You know, I’ve worked with Deku before, almost beat him-”

“In the sports festival, yes Uncle Toshi we knowwww,” Haru groaned, having heard the story at least fifty time. It was your turn to laugh. Haru loved Shinso, but when it came to his favorite heroes, being ranked under his own fiancé was a bit of a sting.. So poor Shinso tries to impress the kid every chance he can.

“You’ve told him the story at least ten times,” You backed up your son, shrugging your shoulders.

“You know, I was in the room when you came into this world little man, I deserve some props as a hero,” Shinso groaned, and Haru just laughed, taking another bite of his cereal.

“I know, but you’re a hero like you know a dad would be,” Haru said casually and both of you froze. He was trying so desperately to figure out what it meant to have a Dad. The last time Kirishima came to visit, he had even asked him if he was his dad because of their red eyes, and how Kirishima is always there for his big moments. Then he asked you if Shinso was his dad, because they both liked cats.

“Haru, our ride is here, we better go outside okay?” You smiled, changing the subject, “Give Toshi a hug!”

Haru jumped down and gave Shinso a quick hug. You grabbed your things, and your files about Haru’s past doctor’s appointments. After he grabbed his backpack you walked over and kissed Shinso’s cheeks, mouthing a quick apology. He waved you off.

“Let me know how it goes,” He smiled, and you knew he wasn’t just talking about the doctors appointment.

You picked up Haru and carried him outside. Bakugo waved at you both, and Haru hid his face again. Although he was excited to get to meet one of his heroes, he was also terrified. Bakugo pouted a little bit, and you gave him a small glare. He straightened up and forced a smile.

“I just need to grab his seat!” You forced a smile, trying to avoid how awkward this was. Bakugo shook his head.

“Nope, I bought one, it’s got all the things,” Bakugo sounded proud of himself, you raised an eyebrow but walked towards his car. He opened the door and you saw a seat, one of the ones with a cup holder, and in it was a collectible Deku doll that Haru had wanted for months. Along with a signed picture of him.

“Haru, look,” You whispered, making sure to tell Bakugo later that he can’t just buy his love. Haru’s face lit up though, and he quickly jumped down out of your arms. He grabbed the doll and picture, looking at you with wide eyes.

“Thank you Mr. Dynamight sir!” Haru grinned, before climbing in his seat so you could buckle him in. Bakugo stood behind you, and you could practically feel the grin radiating off of him.

“Call me Katsuki kid, all of my friends do,” Bakugo smiled, and got in the drivers seat. You walked over to the other side, and climbed into the passenger seat.

The ride was quiet, just the sounds of Haru playing with his new toy in the background. Neither you or Bakugo knew what to say to one another. So you just sat in comfortable silence, looking through Haru’s main doctor’s notes. Then Haru needed to blow his nose, and out of habit you opened up the glove box to grab a tissue as if you were in your own car. Inside it though you found Bakugo’s necklace that had matched yours, that you gave back to him when you left. You grabbed a tissue and handed it back to Haru.

“Yours is hanging up on the rearview mirror of my other car,” Bakugo mumbled, his eyes not leaving the road. You studied the side of his face, just nodding in response. It was odd that after all of this time he still had that dumb thing. You two had gotten them on your fourth time of hanging out, he had found them at a festival he made some appearance at. They were cheap, but you both wore them all of the time. The necklaces meant something to both of you, the day you took yours off was the day you knew it was over.

The rest of the ride felt tense. You felt silly over thinking the necklace. You figured he would have thrown them away at this point. When you finally got to the hospital, Bakugo went and found a parking spot. He went to walk in with you two but you shook your head.

“I’m not ready for the rumors to start surrounding Haru, so would you mind just hanging out here?” You whispered.

“Oh, yeah no you’re right, I’ll be here,” Bakugo nodded his head, looking a little disappointed. You climbed out of the car and grabbed Haru, who waved a tiny hand at Bakugo as the two of you walked towards the entrance.

You weren’t in the waiting room for long till you were called into the exam room. They did a few X-rays, and tests, on Haru. Then after about an hour you were sitting in the Doctor’s office as Haru played with his toys on the floor. The doctor say down across from you and showed you all of the test results.

“Well the good news is, Haru will most definitely have a quirk, his body is already adjusted to what his quirk would be,” The doctor smiled, “I’m guessing his father’s quirk has something to do with nitroglycerin?”

“Uh well we don’t actually know much about his father,” You lied, knowing Haru was paying attention now.

“Well Haru has high levels of it in his sweat glands according to the tests, but my only concern is that I think he has some kind of mental block keeping him from using his quirk,” The doctor explained, “You’re quirkless correct?”

“Uh yes sir, I am,” You nodded your head. Haru walked over to you and grabbed your hand. So you put him in your lap.

“Maybe he just won’t use his quirk because he doesn’t want to be different from you, since you are his sole provider,”

“No that’s not it,” Haru interrupted and you both looked at him, “It’s not Mommy’s fault, I just want to use my quirk when Dad comes back for us,”

You felt your heart break into a million pieces.

“Haru sweetie, have you known about your quirk?” You whispered, and he nodded his head sadly.

“I accidentally blew up Mira’s doll at the playground, but made her promise to not tell her parents so you wouldn’t know,” Haru hung his head, and avoided eye contact. Like he did whenever he thought he was going to be in trouble.

“Haru you could’ve told me, then we wouldn’t have had to do all these tests, why didn’t you-”

“I just wanted dad to be the one to help me,” Haru cut you off again, his eyes watering. You let out a sigh and pulled him closer to you. The doctor nodded his head, smiling softly at you.

The two of you walked out to the car again. Bakugo’s head perked up at the sight of you both. He jumped out of the car and opened the door for you to put Haru in. Bakugo raised an eyebrow at the sad look on his face, and then looked at you.

“Tell me he has his quirk? Or at least a hope of one?” Bakugo asked, and you closed Haru’s door. Glaring at Bakugo, before walking over to your door. You climbed in the car and didn’t say a word until you got the park where Kirishima was meeting you guys.

“Hey, Haru why don’t you go with Uncle Ei and play while I talk to Katsuki?” You smiled at Haru, who climbed out of his seat and went to Kirishima who had opened the door for him. Kirishima closed the door and walked away with Haru. Bakugo looked towards you with a raised eyebrow.

“Why did you do it?” You whispered and Bakugo just looked even more confused, “Why did you fuck all of this up?”

“What do you mean?” Bakugo’s tone was proof enough that he was annoyed. Not necessarily at you, but more so at the fact he could see Kirishima playing with his son so effortlessly.

“Cheat on me, leave me alone to raise him, leave him confused and upset because all he wanted was his dad,” Your eyes started water, tears threatening to spill over. Bakugo turned his head back towards you, your words stinging a little bit.

“I didn’t leave you alone, I didn’t know.” His voice was stern, “You can’t make me out to be the dead beat father in this situation (Y/n) I would have been there for him if I would have known he was alive,”

You let out a sigh of defeat, making eye contact with him. Bakugo felt his heart break at the look in your eyes. You looked.. Defeated.

“I know, I know it’s my fault okay?” You whispered, “I should have never kept him from you, I should have told you I was pregnant but I was selfish, and hurt, and-”

You were sobbing now. Your words falling off. Bakugo unbuckled your seat belt, and pulled you over the center console so you were sitting on him. He hugged you, tightly. Letting you let out every single sob, as he rubbed your back. You cling onto his shirt as you buried your face in his shoulder.

“I know why you were mad, and I don’t blame you but (Y/n), I would have been there for you both if I would have know,” He whispered against you, you pulled your head back and looked at him.

“I know, and I’m sorry, I still hate what you did to me, to our relationship, but Haru deserves to know his father,” You sighed, Bakugo reached up and wiped some of the stray make up on your face.

“So we’ll tell him?” He smiled hopefully, and you nodded.

“Eventually, eventually we will tell him, but for now I just want you to get to know him, ease him into it,” His smile faded a little but he knew you were right.

Bakugo stared at you and it settled in for him that it was never Momo. It was never once her for him, it was you. Back then, he was too scared to let himself admit it. Despite how long you two had been together when his affair with Momo started, he was scared. Scared of how much he could love a single person. Then he felt guilty because he had no reason to have that fear. He grew up watching his parents have that kind of love. It was his own selfish mindset that pushed him to that decision.. That pushed him to losing you.

You crawled back into your seat, flipping the visor down. Bakugo watched as you wiped the make up off your face. You turned back to look at him, smiling a little.

"I have a proposition for you, if you want to spend more time with him?" Your voice sounded a little nervous, and Bakugo grinned a little nodding his head, "Go to the wedding with us to the wedding? I mean you and Denki were friends right?"

"Are you sure? I mean I know how all of them must feel about me?" Bakugo laughed a little, and you shook your head looking back at Haru and Kirishima.

"They all love Ru, so much, so I think they will understand why I want you there, and besides Hitoshi does nothing but tell me to get back in the dating game," You rolled your eyes, and Bakugo laughed at you a little bit.

"How long has it been since you've been on a date if Dead Eyes is making jokes about it?" Bakugo was half teasing, and half curious what the answer was.

"Oh don't you start asshole, I have been raising our kid," You laughed, a genuine laugh. A laugh that made Bakugo's heart do some kind of internal flip. He smiled softly at you.

"You said our kid," He whispered, and you blushed a little.

"Our kid who is staring in here trying to figure out what's wrong," You laughed, pointing towards Haru who now had an adorable pout on his face. You climbed out of the car and ran towards him, picking him up and spinning him all crazy like. Bakugo smiled as he watched you two together. Realizing that all he ever wanted in life was right here, and in his reach again.

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lazysimp · 3 years

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Normal Again /// Bakugou x Fem Reader (18+)

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Rating: Explicit

Summary: A sequel to fine. You never expected recovery to be easy but you never thought it would be nearly impossible. In the weeks since your torture things between you and Bakugou had only grown more strained. Will you be able to save your relationship or is it a lost cause?

Word count: 8.7k

Warnings/tags: TW: Self hatred/violence, degradation (not in a sexy way), Angst, Explicit sexual content, Oral sex (giving and receiving), Anal play, She/Her pronouns, All characters are adults, SMUT 18+ Only

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A vicious laugh filled the air as Bakugou’s boot connected with your cheek sending your body flying towards the ground. His deep red eyes were full of glee watching you spit out blood from your busted cheek. He crouched down, looking at you as if you were filth.

“Look at you,” he sneered. “Just lying there taking it all. You are pathetic, honesty how did I ever see you as more than an easy fuck.”

“Stop it Bakugou,” you beg weakly. You could not bring yourself to understand how such cruel words could come from the same mouth that used to worship you.

His boot connects to your head once more sending blinding pain shooting through your skull. “Did you really think you were going to be with me forever? That I would tie myself to someone who can’t even stop themselves from getting kidnapped by a B-ranked villain.”

His boot rests on your face, its thick rubber sole indenting its print into your cheek. “The only reason I kept you around this whole time was that you spread your legs whenever I wanted. You are easy, too easy and the whole office knows it. They all laugh at you, at how much of a whore you are.”

Tears begin to leak from your eyes as he brought to light all your insecurities. You would rather he kept beating you than continue to torture you with his taunts. After every night of the same torture you had grown numb to the physical pain but no matter how hard you tried you could not escape his words.

“If it wasn’t for you I would have already climbed my way to the top. All you can do is hold me back from my dreams with your constant failures. You make me despise you.”

His heel digs into your temple creating an agonizing inescapable pressure. You were helpless to stop his merciless assault and you were not sure you even wanted to. All you really wanted was for all of this to stop. The constant pain and guilt had worn down your spirit, it was as though you had nothing left to even lose.

“Look at you just lying there taking it. Why don’t you fight me you pathetic bitch? Why don’t you ever fight?” He screamed, emphasizing each with a blow to your head. You reach up to cover your ears not wanting to hear anything else but your arms were trapped down at your side, held by some invisible force.

You try again to lift move your arms and then your legs but a warm tight hold tightened even further. Needing to escape the suffocating warmth you thrash around, lashing out at the invisible force.

“Shh, baby it is ok,” Bakugou said above you his boot still on your head. “This is all just a dream.”

You slam your eyes closed needing to escape the glaring red eyes that only brought you pain.

“Mimic is dead and will never hurt you again I promise,” Bakugou’s voice grows closer to your ear. This was your chance! You manage to free one arm and reach up, blindly scratching at any body part you could reach.

Your nails scream for mercy as you drag them viciously down his arm, their gliding made easy by blood. Despite the pain you know you must have caused, the invisible hold only tightened, trapping both of your hands.

“Please baby open your eyes, you are safe I promise.” Bakugou’s voice cooed softly trying to pry you away from your own mind.

You shake your head not trusting the voice, after all, it was the same one that had just been hurting you. With both your hands held still you are left with no choice but to use your teeth. You bite down on one of the arms holding you, sinking your teeth deep into the flesh until a rusty taste fills your mouth.

“Open your eyes my beautiful girl please,” Bakugou’s voice grew clearer, the malice you had been expecting surprisingly absent.

Reluctantly you relax into the warm hold and crack one eye open. A sweet smelling black tank top was the first thing you recognized. You blink your eyes a few times to clean them and get a better look around.

The cold dark room you had been in only moments ago was gone, replaced by a soft bed and warm blankets. The tight suffocating grip that had held you earlier is now a warm embrace.

You look at the strong arms holding you to your fiancé’s chest and wince. Deep red scratch marks littered his muscles and an already bruising bite branded his shoulder. With you no longer resisting he released your hands and started to run his fingers up and down your back. Despite his mask of relaxation, you could tell he was shaken up.

“I did it again didn’t I?” you ask weakly already knowing the answer.

Bakugou let out a sigh, “Yeah, it took me nearly ten minutes to get you back this time.”

Overwhelming guilt filled your mind for the second time tonight. You had hurt the man you loved because of some stupid dreams. It had been months since your rescue and still every night without fail you dreamed about it happening. It was like the torture never stopped.

“It is getting worse,” Bakugou says, continuing to pet down your back.

You nod weakly. He was not wrong. Neither of you had gotten a full night’s rest since the incident. No matter what pills you took without fail you dreamed about Bakugou. Logically you knew it was not Bakugou who had been the one to hurt you. He was your hero and his reward is you flinching from his touch and attacking him in your sleep. None of this was fair.

Bakugou’s lips softly pressed against your forehead as he pulled you in even closer. You ignored the spike of fear being close to him caused and tried to remember this was your Bakugou, not the sick twisted version Mimic created.

“We can’t keep going like this baby,” he says weakly. “I think I need to leave for a little bit.”

Absolute panic grips your heart, “No! Please don’t leave me. I’ll get better I promise. I will find another sleeping pill that one doctor prescribed worked for the first couple of weeks. We can figure this out, please don’t-”

“Shh,” Bakugou pulled you in closer. “Right now I am not good for you.”

You open your mouth to protest but he places his hand finger over our lips. “Baby you flinch every time I look at you.”

You wanted to deny his claim but remember how his eyes felt on your skin and shutter.

“My face, my voice, hell my smell are all triggers for you. I am hurting you by being near you. I am causing you pain by serving as a living reminder of your pain and I can’t do it anymore.”

Hot tears start to fall from your eyes. You hated how everything he is saying is not wrong. He is a walking trigger for the memories of that night and you had no idea how to get over them.

“So this is it,” you say, defeated.

“No, baby god no. You and I just need some time apart until you are ready to see me again. I am planning on staying at Deku’s for a bit, the nerd offered me his spare bedroom.”

Despair was the only thing you could feel. All of this was your fault and he should hate you for it but he doesn’t. Why doesn’t he hate you like you hate yourself? He should be screaming at you for causing all of this. The blame is yours and yours alone. If you had been just a little stronger you would never have been taken in the first place and none of this would have happened.

“Until I can get you to talk to me about how you are feeling I can’t help you. All I am doing is making this worse.” His arms started to loosen their hold around you and for the first time in weeks you wanted them back.

His arms pulled away completely, taking his warmth. “This is not permanent,” he assured. “It is just until you are ready for me to come back and I will wait as long as you need.”

You start to reach out for him, to beg him to get back in bed but the silhouette of him above you sent a chill down your spine. You wanted to rip everything apart, every time you made progress there was something dragging you backward.

You watch helplessly as he quickly dresses and leaves the bedroom, not looking back. You can’t blame him, you want to be free of yourself too. You could hear the front door to the apartment open and quietly shut, the lock clicking into place.

Life moved slower when you did not have your angry gremlin by your side. It had been a few weeks since he left and you had never been more miserable. At first, you had agreed to the separation, after all, he was a giant trigger but you were quickly realizing it was worse without him.

The anxiety of being alone at night had you reaching for your phone nearly every night, wanting to call him. It was a miracle you had managed to resist. With you not there to bother him maybe he would finally be getting some sleep.

The only communication you had gotten from him was a couple of texts letting you know he was still alive. You know he was trying to give you space but the longer he was away the more you wanted to drag him back home.

Your therapist had still not cleared you for fieldwork so the only thing you could to distract yourself was binge a couple of shows and try some cooking. Of course nothing you made tasted half as good as Bakugou’s cooking. By the end of the the first week your life consisted of sleep, tv, and takeout.

Your glazed-over eyes half focus on the tv in front of you as you are lost in your thoughts. You hear a knock on the door and rush over to open it. Could he have changed his mind and come back? For the first time in a long time hope filled your chest but it was quickly shattered as you look through the peephole. Uraraka stood still outside your door holding a few grocery bags.

You try to plaster on a fake smile and open the door. Uraraka did not wait for an invitation and barreled her way into your apartment.

“Hello to you too,” you mumble, closing the door.

She sets the floating bags onto the counter and releases her quirk. “Whew, you would believe the line at the store this morning. All the old ladies were fighting their way into the store for the 20% off sale. Of course none of them could beat me from being first in line.”

You snort, no matter how many brand deals and hero contracts Uraraka had she never stopped being frugal.

“How was your morning?” She asked, unpacking the many goods from the bags.

You shrug, “Same as always, watched some tv and pretend my life isn’t falling apart.”

Uraraka pauses and gives you a look of understanding. “You know he hasn’t forgotten about you, not for one minute.”

You look away, “What does it matter, our relationship is practically over. I have not seen him in weeks and even if I did see him I would make everything worse with my stupid fear.”

“You fear is not stupid, you went through something traumatic and need time to heal.”

You scoff, “I have had time. But every time I make any progress something triggers me and I fall right back down to where I started.”

“That is normal though! It took me weeks to even look at Deku without crying. You are both being too hard on yourselves.”

“I am tired of waiting!” You yell, finally letting your anger out in the open. “I miss him so much it hurts. I miss how he would hold me every night after he helped me bathe because I was too sore to even lift my arms. I miss how he would pack my lunch every day because he could not stand watching me go hungry. I miss my Bakugou.”

Uraraka wraps her arms around your shoulders pulling you in tight against her chest, letting you sob. It was the first time in weeks anyone had touched you. Her soft hands traced up and down your back, trying her best to soothe the pain.

“I miss him so much,” you cry between hiccups.

“So why don’t you call him? I am sure he would be happy to hear your voice.” Uraraka pulls out her phone and starts to dial his number.

“No!” You snatch the phone from her hand and toss it over your shoulder. You wince as you hear the phone connect with the hardwood floor.

The hand on your back stills, “You are going to replace that you know.”

You nod, a worthy expense if it meant you did not have to confront reality just yet. At least with him gone you could pretend your relationship was not over.

“Stop saying that! Your relationship is not over. What the two of you need is a good conversation.”

You must have said the last part out loud. “What does it matter, even if we have a conversation and he moves back in I will end up having nightmares and keep him up for weeks. It is not fair for him to suffer through that for me.”

“Ugh!” Uraraka shoves you off her chest and stands. “Both of you keep pushing each other away based on some convoluted idea that you are actually protecting each other. It makes me want to pull my hair out!

You cross your arms over your chest, “Well I am protecting him.”

She rolls her eyes, “Sure.”

“Hey, don’t make me regret teaching you sarcasm. I’m being serious, my nightmares were getting so bad I started to attack him in my sleep.”

“No offense but Bakugou can handle you with his hands tied behind his back.”

“But he shouldn’t have to! It is not fair for him to have to worry if his fiancé will attack him in his sleep every night.”

“News flash, life is not fair. It was not fair when I watched the love of my life get skewered in front of me. It was not fair when I could not look at him for weeks without crying. And it was not fair when Mimic tortured you. None of this is fair or just, it is all shit we are given and sometimes it is more than we can handle.”

She holds your chin in her hands, “The only thing you are doing wrong is pushing away the person who you need the most.”

“But I hurt him when he is close,” you argue weakly.

Uraraka’s eyes softened, “You hurt him more when you push him away. His quirk is not mind reading, he has no idea how to help you, how you can both help each other.”

You knew she was right, that what you were doing was not working. But you were stuck, unsure how to even start talking to him again. Even so, you had to try.

“Alright, I will try giving him a call-”

Behind you, Uraraka’s phone rang, its piercing ring tone cutting you off. Your heart sinks, that ring tone only went off when a hospital was calling. Without a word, Uraraka bends down and picks up her phone from the floor.

“Hello, this is Uravity speaking,” she said into the phone.

You watch her face for clues and your heart grew even heavier as worry danced in her eyes.

“Are you going to transfer him to the Hero’s hospital in Tokyo?”

Your breathing stops. No, the world could not be so cruel. Your hearing grows fuzzy making it impossible to tune into the rest of Uraraka’s conversation.

“Hey,” someone said in the background. “Hey, I need you to focus. Bakugou is hurt, I am not next of kin so they won’t tell me anything about his condition. I am going to drive us over to the hospital, he should already be there by the time we arrive”

You nod, too stunned to speak. He was hurt. Your Bakugou was hurt and you were just standing around. Ignoring the pain in your chest your mind finally snapped into action.

Wordlessly you and Uraraka rushed down to her car below. The drive to the Hero’s hospital was short, only a few blocks from your apartment. The front entrance was already packed full of reporters trying to catch a glimpse of your injured hero.

You bite your tounge to stop yourself from cursing the reporters out. Those nosy assholes wanted to broadcast Bakugou’s pain to the public for a quick buck. Luckily disappeared from your sight as Uraraka drove past the and into the private parking lot.

Uraraka had not even put the car in park when you shoved open the door and ran to the sliding doors. You could hear her yell to wait behind you but you kept running until you found the front desk.

You skid to a stop in front of a shocked receptionist and slam your palms down on the counter, “Where are they taking Hero Dynamight?” You ask, holding your hero license out so she would know you were not a reporter.

The receptionist winced, “I am sorry but only allowed to disclose information to the family of the patient.”

“Well I am his wife and I am demanding to know where he is.” You retort, not caring about the implications of the claim.

“Dynamight is not married, his paperwork states he is a single but nice try.”

“Listen here you-” your rant was cut short by a soft hand on your shoulder.

“It was a private ceremony, they have still not made it public yet so there is now paperwork. I know that is not protocol but won’t you please let it slide this once ” Uraraka smiles sweetly trying to play cute to get what she wants.

The receptionist shook her head, “ I am sorry but I cannot allow anyone who is not documented family to visit any patient.”

You open your mouth to yell but Uraraka beats you to it.

“That is fine, thank you for doing such a great job protecting our heroes.” She gently grabs your bicep and pulls you away from the desk before you could say another word.

“What are you doing she is our only way of figuring out anything about Bakugou.” You hiss trying to pry yourself free from her hold.

“No she’s not,” Uraraka turns her head to look at you and smiles. “I spent a few weeks coming in and out of this hospital while Deku was recovering. Going through the main entrance is the easiest way but there is a locked side door. With enough force, it can be wiggle open.”

“Won’t it have an alarm?”

“Of course it has an alarm this is a heavily secured building. Luckily they have a well-trained hero there to investigate the disturbance,” she winked.

You laugh, being a hero did have its perks. It only took a few more turns before she found the small door.

“Now when I open this door a blaring alarm will go off and two security guards will come rushing from either end. I will handle the one on this side but you will be on your own for the other. Try not to hurt them too much.”

With that Uraraka wraps her hand around the door handle and pulls, her arm muscles bulging from the effort. You stand still, stunned to watch your friend pry open the solid steel door.

The door finally gives sending out a blaring alarm but you had already made it past the first couple hallways, hiding in a small doorway as a guard runs past. You wait another minute to make sure the coast is clear besides casually walking down the hallway until you found a nurse’s station.

“Excuse me,” you say, trying to sound as polite as possible. “The front desk told me to ask you which room my husband is in.”

The oldest nurse looked you up and down skeptically, “What is your husband’s name?”

“Bakugou Katsuki.”

“Uh-hu sure, wait here a minute for me while I go find his nurse.” She turned and disappeared into the room behind the station.

Fuck, she was onto you. You slowly walk backward away from the door’s line of sight and rush down the hallway looking desperately for Bakugou. He had to be here somewhere but the hospital was a maze of hallways and doors with no names on them.

You could not yell out for him that would only alert security to your position faster. You spin on your heels looking frantically for any sign of him but the more you look, the more lost you become.

“Hey! You cannot be back here,” A security guard yelled, a taser already armed in his hand.

You put your hands into the air, looking to your side for an escape. You could handle one petty security guard but you did not feel like explaining to the commission why you beat a guard. Sucking in a deep breath you run towards the officer who was too shocked to pull the trigger on the taser. Sticking your leg out you kick his feet out from under him sending his back to the floor.

Without looking back you run down the hall taking as many turns as you could to find a hiding spot. One of these rooms had to have no camera in it.

In your frantic looking, one door stood out. It was off to the left in a dead-end hallway. It had to be a good enough hiding spot as any. You sprint to the door and swing the door open into a pitch-black room.

You felt bile rise in your throat at the thought of entering the darkness but you had no choice, security was hot on your heels. You close your eyes and step into the darkness, closing the door behind you.

Your back rests against the door and you listen to the guards run past the hallway. For now they had no idea where you were. You let out a sigh of relief and feel around the wall for a light switch.

Mercifully, you find it and switch it on. The room looked like any other hospital room except for one thing. There was someone in the bed and they were about to look up.

Shit! You duck under one of the tables in time to hide from their view.

“Oi, I thought I told you people to leave me alone! I already took the damn pills and agreed to stay the night.”

Your breathing stops at the deep rough voice of Bakugou. You found him; he is not in a coma fighting for his life. He is in bed resting safely just feet away from you. A sob of relief climbs your throat, and you have to slap your hand over your mouth to mute it.

The rush of blinding fear to find Bakugou suddenly turns into fear about seeing him. What if he did not want you to visit? Fuck you should have thought about this more before you left.

“I can hear your breathing! Don’t make me get out of bed or I will kick your ass.”

Not wanting him to hurt himself by standing you relent and force your weak knees up. You keep your eyes to the floor not daring to look at his face, “Surprise,” you tease weakly.

“W-what?” Bakugou said, his voice high and full of confusion.

“I-I heard you got hurt, no one was telling me anything, so I decided to come and check up on you myself. But I see you are fine so I will leave you alone. I am sorry for barging in.”

“Wait! Don’t leave,” Bakugou winces as he sits up in bed, his abdomen covered in bandages. Instantly you rush to his bedside.

“Don’t move that fast you will hurt yourself!” You lecture, gently pushing him back down to the bed. Bakugou looks down at your hands with shock, you had not touched him caringly since the incident.

You quickly realized your hands were still on him and snatch them back to your side. You stand there awkwardly, unsure what to do. It was like the months of being together had been erased since he had left.

“W-what happened?” You finally ask to break the silence.

Bakugou looks down at his hands, “Some stupid kid ran out in the middle of the fight and almost got themselves killed. I didn’t have enough time to get them out of the way, so I had to shield them instead. Damn villain managed to shoot me.”

“You got shot!”

“Yeah, pathetic asshole knew he could not take me without a gun. Lucky for me he had terrible aim and managed to only graze my side. The only reason I am still in this stupid bed is because Rescue Girl is on vacation and refuses to come in and heal me.”

The heavy weight on your heart lifted slightly knowing he was not seriously hurt but you still worried about his current condition. Bakugou was not one to sit around until he felt better. In the time the two of you had been together he only got sick once and it took tackling him to the ground and tying him up in bed to keep him from working.

You knew him and Deku were on good terms now but dealing with a hurt Bakugou was a full-time job. “How long did the doctor say you have to be off work?”

Bakugou scoffed, “She thinks I have to wait at least a week even with Recovery Girl. As soon as I can escape this bed I will head back to the office I have a villain to hunt down.”

You put your hands on your hips, “Oh no you won’t. If the doctor tells you to wait a week you will wait a week.”

A mischievous grin spreads across Bakugou’s face, “Oh, and how are you going to enforce that?”

Blood rushes to your face making your cheeks feel like they were burning. To keep him from fighting his restraints the last time he was sick you had to fuck him until he was too tired to care he was chained up. By the time he had recovered from being sick you could barely walk and he had to be the one to take care of you.

“Don’t look at me like that when you are hurt.”

“Then answer the question, how do you plan to keep me from working this week.”

“What are you five? Do you really need an incentive to be good?” You taunt.

A wolfish grin spread across his face, “Yes.”

You throw your hands up in the air, “Ugh, you are terrible!”

His hand reaches out and grabs your wrist to pull you in closer to the bed and for a second fear flashes in your eyes. All of the teasing had made you forget your fear but his touch brought is all back.

Bakugou sensed the change in your demeanor and opened his hand to free you from his touch.

“Wait, don’t move your hand,” you suck in a deep breath. “Just give me a second.”

His warm long fingers wrapped themselves back around your wrist, holding still as you try to calm your heart. You were stronger than this fear. You could do this.

“Baby, you don’t have to push yourself, I understand-”

“No!’ You yell, taking a step closer to his bed. “This is ok, I will make this ok again.”

You avoid looking at his face, needing to build up your strength before testing your limits. Being separated from him had helped your memories heal some but it was still difficult to see him.

Forcing the tight fear in your chest down you intertwined your fingers through his and pull them up to your lips, gently kissing his knuckles.

“It is easier when I control where you touch,” you mumble to him, trying to follow Uraraka’s advice.

“What?” Bakugou asked, unsure what you meant.

“When you are the one controlling the touching, it makes me nervous because I don’t know what will happen next. It makes me feel like I have no control and that is when I start to freak out.”

You look down to where your hands were joined, “When I am leading the touch I have some idea of what will happen next and it is easier to not feel scared.”

“So you have to be in charge?”

“I don’t have to always be in charge, I just need to know what you are thinking, what you are doing before you do it or I need to be guiding it.”

Bakugou smiled, “So if I told you to sit on my face would that work?”

A few incoherent words fall out of your mouth as you try to process what he just said.

“Well, maybe, but you are hurt and need your rest. Besides, you should not be thinking about that while you are lying in a hospital bed. When you are discharged, we can try something like that.”

Bakugou sat up straighter, “Oh no you don’t. I have gone without your taste on my tongue for too long. You are going to get that sweet ass over here and sit on my face.”

“No, Bakugou. Look at the state of you. I could seriously hurt you.”

That was the absolute worst thing you could have said, in seconds his teasing eyes filled with fiery determination. The last time he gave you that look was when you rejected going on a date with him. A week later he had your legs wrapped around his waist.

He lifts his finger and points to you and then his face, “Come here.”

You stubbornly shake your head, “This is not happening Bakugou. You could tear your stitches and have to stay in the hospital even longer.”

He shrugs, “Fine with me as long as you are here.”

This damn man must be suicidal. “We need to talk more about our relationship before we dive right into sex.”

“Your mouth will be free and clear to talk.”

“This is an awful idea. What if I get freaked out in the middle of it all?”

“That’s easy, we stop,” he gently pulls you in closer his face now only inches away.

“Please baby I have missed you; I promise I will stop if it gets too much.”

You were conflicted. Neither of you were in a state where you should be fooling around. But the feel of his hand on yours was so calming and warm that you wanted more.

“Alright,” you whisper. “But If you are in any pain you need to let me know.”

“Yeah, yeah, I promise. Now get that pretty ass up here,” he pats his shoulders.

“This is such a bad idea,” you mumble to yourself as you slip off your pants while Bakugou lowered the head of the bed. This could go wrong in so many ways but the longer you thought about his tongue on you the less you cared.

“Fuck baby,” Bakugou groaned, “Climb up, you won’t hurt me.”

You toss your pants to the side and do as he said. Climbing up onto his bed and carefully lowering yourself over his face. Your face was burning at the thought of what all he could see. Needing support, you grab ahold of the headboard. After all you did not want to hurt him. Bakugou was not having that. He wrapped his arms around your thighs and pulled you down until you had no choice but to rest your weight on his face.

“Wait, you could hurt yourself,” you protested breathlessly.

He only laughed, his hot breath teasing your aching cunt. He sat still under you for a few minutes letting you get adjusted to the feeling of his touch, and it let him soak in the sight of you above him.

“Such a pretty pussy,” he mumbled against the soft skin of your thighs. Not wanting to move too fast he first places a few sloppy kissing along with your inner thigh, giving you ample time to mentally prepare for his mouth on your cunt.

You try to stop yourself from shaking but it was impossible. It had been months since someone had touched you and to have Bakugou beneath you, ready to worship your body, was almost too much for your brain to process.

Bakugou’s mouth teased your other thigh before settling on your already soaking wet pussy.

“That’s my good girl, already wet for me. This pretty pussy knows who it belongs to, but does its owner?”

“Bakugou stop talking to my pussy and get to work,” you growl.

“Tsk, when did you become so greedy?” The hands on your thighs shift around until they were able to spread open your sex giving him complete access to you.

“You are lucky I miss this just as much as you do or I would tease you for hours. Tie your ass to the bed and not let you leave until neither of us could move.”

You rock your hips trying to egg him on, “Sounds to me like you are all talk.”

The hands on your thighs tighten forcing you to put all your weight onto his face. You try to pull yourself up, not wanting to suffocate your boyfriend but he refuses and goes straight for the kill. His soft wet tongue drags a straight line up the slit of your cunt, gathering up your juices.

Your hands abandon the headboard and thread through his hair. Bakugou groaned, settling into feasting on your cunt. His soft lips slide through your folds, looking for your hidden button.

“Ah please Bakugou,” you beg, “it feels so good.”

You could feel his smile against your skin before his mouth latches onto your throbbing clit, dragging it into his mouth.

While his lips teased your clit, one hand left your thigh to snake around under you. You lurch forward as two thick fingers slip through your folds, wetting themselves in your slick before they gently press at your entrance.

Your hips buck away from the combined sensations fearing to be too much but Bakugou was not having it, he strengthened his hold on your thighs and pushed you down on his fingers. You sob at the feeling of being stretched, it had been so long the burn was more intense than normal.

“Fuck baby you are so tight around my fingers, I can’t wait to have you wrapped around my cock,” he groaned.

“Bakugou,” you whined. “You can’t just say things like that.”

He releases your clit with a pop, “Like what? Like how I want to feast on this pussy until you are all I can taste for weeks. Like how by the time I am done with you, you will be a sobbing mess that I will have to take care of. Just listen to this sloppy pussy take my fingers. Fuck baby people would kill for even a sliver of this cunt but too bad for them it is all mine.”

You shove a fist in your mouth to stifle a loud moan. The last thing either of you needed was someone barging in.

Bakugou pulled your aching bud back between his lips and got to work. The two fingers inside you started to pump, curling to hit your sweet spot each time they were inside you. His delicious tongue flicked up and down on your clit driving you mad.

Trusting you would not run away he releases your other thigh and reaches under your shirt. His large hand stroked up your stomach, caressing the skin there before latching onto one of your nipples. He pinches the soft peak between his fingers, rolling it until it pebbles. You arch your back into his hand and start to rock your hips wanting more.

Bakugou moans into your cunt, able to tell you were growing lost in the pleasure. He loved it when you were too engrossed with feeling good to care about anything except him.

Looking down in between your legs you could see his light blonde hair peeking out from the apex of your thighs and had a devilish idea.

“Bakugou stick out your tongue,” you order.

He releases you from his mouth and looks up, his chin soaking with your juices, “What?”

“Stick out your tongue, like this,” You show him with your own mouth.

A spark of recognition flashed in his eyes and he smiled. Good, he liked the idea too. With no delay, his tongue stuck out of his mouth. You reach down and spread yourself open, settling back over Bakugou’s eager tongue. His fingers abandon you in favor of holding onto your ass while you dig your fingers into his hair.

With both of you settled you slowly begin to rock your hips, riding his tongue. You start off slowly, watching closely for any sign Bakugou was not comfortable but judging by his growl of pleasure you would say he is just fine.

A red hot warmth started to grow in the lower half of your body, slowly spreading its tingle to your lower belly. Fuck, the image of Bakugou beneath you, letting your ride his face was almost too much to process.

“Oh god Bakugou,” you moan. “Please, it feels so good.”

He could only groan in response, his mouth too busy bringing you to your peak. When you looked down at him between your legs you could only see his bright lust filled eyes. They were intensely watching you fall apart.

White spots started to grow in your vision and you increase the speed of your thrusts. The fingers in his hair tighten, now holding onto him for dear life. It only took a few more rocks of your hips before the white spots grew into a blinding white light.

Overwhelming waves crashed into you, sending glorious pleasure pulsing through you. Your body was not your own as the electricity ran through you making every muscle grow taunt and release in a never-ending cycle.

Bakugou redoubled his effort, not letting you even finish your first peak before he was building you up to another. The idea that you would feel that pleasure again was enough to make you mad.

His fingers slipped into your clenching entrance and curled forward, teasing your sweet spot. His lips returned to your clit, sucking it gently into his mouth and lashing at the tender bud with his tongue.

You release his hair, afraid you will rip it out, and hold onto the headboard as all the clenching tension finally releases, sending you spiraling. Loud wanton moans ripped from your throat and you could do nothing to stop them.

Bakugou toyed with you until you could no longer hold yourself upright. Only then did he gently lift you off his face and down onto his lap. You slouch over and rest your forehead on his shoulder. The world around you was fuzzy, your mind still reeling from how hard you finished.

“Wait, Bakugou you are not supposed to be lifting anything!” You yell when your mind finally returns to reality.

“Tsk, I already told you I am fine.”

You fought the urge to slap him, “You idiot what if you had busted open your stitches!”

“You did not seem too worried about that when you were rubbing your cunt on my tongue.”

“Well, obviously I was not thinking straight,” you mumble. Damn him for being right.

Bakugou gives you a sly smile, “You know I am feeling a little sore.”

Regret slams into you, “Damn it Bakugou, I was worried this would happen. Where are you hurting.”

His hips thrust upwards forcing his rock-hard cock against your ass. “Right there baby.”

You flick your finger against his forehead, “I was really worried you asshole.”

“But it aches, won’t you make it feel better?”

“You are lucky you are hot,” you whisper into his ear before carefully descending his body. You settle in between his legs, pulling down the blankets to free his cock.

You have to stop and stare at it. Everything about your boyfriend had to be perfect. His cock was long and proud, resting on his stomach with a small tuft of blonde pubic hair at the base. His cock had one large vein running up the length of it, pulsing with each heartbeat. God, you wanted to trace that vein with your tongue.

Reaching up you wrap your hand around the base of his cock. He was so warm on your hand, like your own personal space heater. You shuffle your body to get your mouth a little close to his cock and then before he could say anything bring the head of his cock into your mouth.

His reaction was instant, his hands shot down to grab at the sheets beside your head. You could feel his hips flex under you as he fought the urge to thrust up into your mouth.

Feeling emboldened by his reaction you relaxed the muscles in your jaw and took more of his length into your mouth. His salty flavor spilled across your tongue as he started to release pre-cum. Your poor baby had gone too long without any attention.

Redoubling your effort you bring up your free hand and wet it with your spit. Reaching under your busy mouth you slide your finger down until you find Bakugou’s tight entrance.

“Hey, what do you think you are doing?” Bakugou growls, grabbing your wrist.

You let his cock fall out of your mouth and look up innocently, “I am making you feel good baby, just lay back and relax. I promise this will feel good.”

He looked conflicted but slowly the iron-clad grip on your wrist loosened enough to set you free. Not waiting for him to change his mind you begin to circle his hole with your wet finger. Before you could even try to push your finger forward you needed him to relax. You return to teasing his aching cock with your mouth, sucking on his tip just the way he likes all the while circling your finger around his hole, waiting for him to relax enough for you to slip it in.

As you take another inch of him into your mouth you could feel him relax enough to slip your finger slip past the tight ring of muscle. You could feel Bakugou tense so you did not move the finger forward, giving him time to adjust to the intrusion.

With your tongue on his dick it was easy enough to distract him as you slowly inch your finger in. Once you went in far enough you twist your finger around, looking for a soft spongy spot inside him. A sharp thrust up into your mouth signaled you had found exactly what you were looking for.

“What the fuck,” Bakugou groaned, his hands going to hide his face. You smirk, finally, you were the one driving him insane.

You benign to move your hand and mouth on his cock in time with your finger in his ass. Small pathetic whines were leaving Bakugou’s mouth and you felt like a god. You were so engrossed in bringing him pleasure you had no time to think about anything else.

You could hear his breathing begin to grow more labored and his cock grow even harder in your mouth. “Fuck, baby I am going to-” Was the only warning you had before his cum shot to the back of your throat.

You swallow his release down, making sure to ease your hold on his cock, now only gently pumping your hand and finger to lengthen his orgasm.

Slowly the pulsing of his cock stopped and you released him from your mouth, wiping the spit on your chin off with the back of your hand. You could not help but smile as you watched Bakugou slowly come back into the real world with a beautiful dazed look on his face.

He slid his hand under your chin and lifted your head to meet his eyes, “Where the fuck did you learn that?”

“Being away from you for this long made me desperate so I watched a couple of videos to make it easier.”

“Right,” he said breathlessly, “You need to show me that shit later if it taught you that.”

You laugh, “Gladly. Now lay down you need your rest.”

Bakugou tilts his head, “What the hell do you mean rest? I have not been away from you for too long, I can rest later. Now I am going to get my cock into that tight pussy.”

“Bakugou you just finished.”

“So,” he thrusts his hips up, rubbing his already erect cock against your ass.

“How?” You ask in amazement.

“I have been fantasizing about fucking you for months baby. Did you really think once would be enough to satisfy me?”

Without waiting another minute his hands grab into your hips and lift you up. Lining your entrance up with the tip of his cock. In a flash you involuntarily tense your body, the memories of that night rushing back into your head. No, no, no, not now, not when you were so close to being one with Bakugou again.

His bright red eyes meet yours as he feels you tense. Fuck, why did you always mess everything up, this was all your fault. Why could you not just be normal, that is what he deserved a nice normal happy girl.

“Hey,” Bakugou whispered softly. “Talk to me, what is wrong.”

You wanted to keep your lips shut, to pretend that everything was fine but that would be lying. You never wanted to lie to him.

“I can’t stop thinking about Mimic. One minute I am fine and the next he is all I can see.”

Bakugou’s eyebrows furrowed, “You were fine with what we did earlier? What triggered it?”

You shake your head, “It is different every time. It is just hard for my mind to differentiate from my Bakugou and the one Mimic made.”

“So call me Katsuki.”

“Huh?”

“If you are having a hard time with there being two Bakugou’s, then try calling me Katsuki. That way there is at least one easy way to tell me apart from him.”

“You want me to call you by your first name?”

His eyes softened, “Yeah baby, I want you to call me by my first name.”

“Katsuki,” You test his name out, loving how it feels on your tongue. You watch his face to see his reaction and see lust fill his gaze. Oh he liked it.

You start to whisper his name over and over again, like a prayer to remind yourself you were no longer under Mimics thumb. You were with the man who would kill anything that tried to hurt you.

“If you keep saying my name like that baby I am going to fuck you,” Katsuki growled into your ear.

Oh would he now? You wiggle your hips, teasing the head of your cock with your dripping slit. Pulling him in close you whisper one little word, “Katsuki.”

“You asked for it,” He laughed, hauling your hips back up until they hovered over his cock.

The hands on your hips gripped down with bruising force and his cock slipped into your entrance. All the play from earlier had left you more than prepared enough to take his length. The familiar burn started as his cock sank deeper inside you, opening you wide for him.

“By the time I am finished with you, this tight cunt is going to be fucking dripping in my cum. I am going to fill you to the fucking brim.”

A low groan was your only response he bottomed out inside you, his cock leaving no space unfilled. You could damn near feel him in the back of your throat. Normally he would be the one to initiate thrusting but you were growing too impatient.

Bracing your hands on his chest, careful to avoid his bandages, you lift your hips up until only the tip of his cock was inside. Then you slam your hip down, marveling at the feel of him entering you again.

His cock was perfect for hitting all the sweet spots inside you. Not wanting to be left out Katsuki grab ahold of your ass and uses his own strength to strengthen each thrust.

You look down to where you both were joined and almost came on the spot. The sight of his cock pistoning into you was mind-shattering. He looked like a god beneath you. His large muscles building with effort, the thick veins in his arms standing elevated.

“Look at me,” he ordered, his bright red eyes filled with determination. “Right now you are mine, that means the only thing you are allowed to think about is me. About how good my cock feels splitting you open. Is that clear?”

You weakly nod your head, too overwhelmed to speak. A soft smile spreads across his face, “That is my baby, so good for me.”

His praise felt like a caress on your skin. You needed to distract yourself or this would end too soon. You lean forward and press your lips onto his. His tongue glided along the seam of your lips, demanding entrance. You happily opened your mouth allowing his tongue to slip inside. The taste of his spit was mixed with your own flavor, and you still had some of his taste on your tongue. The combined flavor was so fucking lewd and hot.

The familiar tingled started to grow in your pussy, you were not going to last long. The muscles in your legs begin to tremble making your thrusts grow sloppy. Katsuki was not having it. His hips rose to meet yours, forcing your body to endure even more pleasure all the while he toyed with your mouth.

It all became too much, the different sensations all worked together to drive you up, higher and higher you were climbing until it was hard to even breathe. Then, just like that, all the pressure released sending you spiraling.

Your pussy clamped down on his cock, forcing Katsuki to erupt. The thought of him filling you only lengthened the brutal pleasure filling your mind. There was no room in your mind for anything but him. You had no care in the world but him just like he ordered.

As the pulses of pleasure slowed you were able to finally catch your breath. You both laid still in each others arms for a few minutes, letting you come slowly back to earth. Of all the times the two of you fucked this definitely had to be in the top three. Though they did say that makeup sex was the best.

“How are you feeling?” Katsuki asked, his voice rough.

You rest your ear against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, “I feel good.”

He places a soft kiss on your forehead, “Do you think you are ready for me to come home?”

You take the time to think about it. Having him back in your life did not set off fear like it used to. Instead, it made you feel warm inside. You looked forward to going to bed with him instead of dreading it.

“Yeah,” you smile. “Yeah, I am.”

The arms around your waist tighten pulling you impossibly closer to his chest. You snuggle in closer, getting comfortable. Katsuki would never admit it but lying here with you in his arms safe and happy was one of the happiest moments in his life.

Neither of you was healed from what had happened but you refused to push him away again. You will get past what happened and you will do it with him by your side.

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kunimikat · 3 years

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How they act after you break up with them.

(I made sure to check but there might be small grammar errors, and this is a long one so strap in 🙇, but hope you enjoy angst+fluff here) but not me actually feeling bad for them after-

Is more out of it then usual.

The reason you broke up with him is because you felt like it wasn’t a real relationship. And more like you sometimes got to talk during class, and sometimes out of school.

He writes in his a separate notebook of ways he could’ve done better

Starts comparing himself to other guys more often

Leaves earlier then everyone else to got to dorms.

Mumbles even more then usual, and sometimes the only person that can snap him out of it is Aizawa.

Sometimes takes it out on his friends

“Hey Deku!-“

“Not right now Uraraka.”

“Oi, Deku nerd, the-“

“Can you not right now Kacchan?”

“HAAH?-“

“Midoryia! Would you like to study?”

“Maybe later Iida...”

Todoroki offered him soba but it resulted in Midoriya slowly slurping up soba as he looked into the void of people

He shut everyone one out and didn’t talk barely most of the week.

He’d take out a lot of his anger during training.

It somehow finally clicks into place how bad you feel and how much you miss him when All Might pull you aside and asks. “Uhhh...Is Young Midoriya ok? I’m getting real worried....ITS NOT LIKE I DONT WORRY ABOUT MY OTHER STUDENTS HAHAHA! HOW’S-

There’s 15 minutes of your life awkwardly telling All Might how all your classmates are doing.

Which made you want to jump off the top of UA at the moment.

You decide to head to his dorm and ask him about it, cause you feel like it’s your fault.

You walk in on him crying, clutching the shirt you bought for him on his birthday.

You almost dropped to your knees in guilt at the sight

You rushed over and sat by him, comforting him, though it wasn’t much as you started crying too.

Basically a crying festival for an hour.

“Please....Please Y/N I love you so much, I promise I’ll make it work, and I’ll do my best to make it up to you, just please...PLEASE don’t leave me.” You kiss him on the lips and then his hand, “Babe it’s not all on you, I promise I’ll do better this time too, I’m so sorry for being selfish, I love you, ok?” Another crying fest.

After you start dating again:

Always makes sure you’re comfortable, and checks into your dorm before he starts a study session.

Helps you with your work before his. ( Though you insist he doesn’t as he’s gotten points off multiple times for turning in his work late.)

Goes on dates every time you have some free space in your schedules. Somehow ends up in an All Might merch shop 80% of the time.

!!CUDDLE SESSIONS AFTER HERO TRAINING AT ALL TIMES!! Even in Recovery Girl’s office, though many times she bops you both on the head and tells you to get out.

(If you both like All Might) You both geek out over new All Might stuff, and his old interviews while wearing an All Might onesies.

(If you like a different hero) You could spend hours bickering on who’s best hero, pulling up recordings and articles on the. With you holding your favorite hero plushie and him wearing All Might pajamas.

And waking up early just to take a long route to school together.

Makes sure to say ‘I love you’ at every small moment, and compliments you, though he can’t take compliments himself-

If it’s a permanent breakup:

“I...I understand, but why?”

Tears well up in his eyes and he for once he keeps eye contact with you, without looking away

It takes everything in you to not breakdown

“I’m sorry Izuku, I just don’t think it’ll work out in the end.” He grabs your hand and holds it both of his. He puts it to his forehead, nearly on his knees at this point. You try not to cry with him, but you knew it wasn’t going to end up a happily ever after in the end. And you wanted to break it off before that could happen.

“Izuku, I know, I know, I’m so sorry, I wish it couldn’t end like this-“

“Then don’t let it. Please Y/N don’t let this end.”

You eyes welled up as you put a hand over your mouth while repeating ‘I’m sorry, so sorry Izuku’. You looked away from him as you slipped your hand out of his, you close your eyes painfully, the tears finally running down your face. You couldn’t help but look back one more time, and almost wanted to run to where he was and take it all back. He sat on his knees, his head in his hands as painful sobs wracked his body. You quickly leave the room, shutting the door behind you.

You both were pretty quiet and emotionless the whole week.

Midoriya was even worse then before,

It got to the point where sometimes he didn’t eat or sleep

He barely responded to anything anyone said

Hell, even Bakugo was worried at some point

Midoriya would always go back to his dorm and cuddle with the gifts you gave him while you were dating.

It took a long time for him to get over it, and even when he thought it did, he still gets emotional over it

Even after highschool it pains him to see your off doing your own thing without you at his side the whole time

Quieter then usual

Is so deep in thought, sometimes forgets he’s in class or what he’s doing

During tests, or while working on assignments he’d be so deep in thought he didn’t realize he broke his pencil, or used his quirk on his desk

Instead of having his usual outburst on people he’d just walk off, or click his tounge and walk off

Even during Hero Lessons he’d be less calculated, and not as pumped up

When anyone tried to ask he’d just say “Fuck off, I’m fine.”

His grades slightly dropped

He had bags under his eyes, and had even worse posture then usual

When it came time to leave, he’d be the first one out, and no one could find out where he’d go

A permanent frown was on his face at all times (basically him most of time but with a deeper frown)

No one knew what to do at this point

It didn’t click with you until one day during Hero Lessons

He was sparring with Kirishima and all of a sudden he fainted

Everyone was surprised to say the most

You rushed with Kirishima to Recover Girls office

You both almost busted the door off it’s hinges

She wacked you both on the head but quickly tended to Bakugo, surprising you both as she checked on him

“Oh....I wouldn’t have expected this from Bakugo.” You and Kirishima had confused looks on your faces. “Well he passed out from exhaustion, which I usually see with that foolish Midoriya boy. This one usually keeps up with himself, something must’ve happened.” She cut herself off as she saw the look on your face that said it all. She beckons Kirishima to follow her out, as he still wasn’t getting what was happening.

You finally got a good look at him, and saw just how exhausted he looked. The bags under his eyes, his bruised body, and how pained he looked in his sleep. You hugged the non-bruised part of his arm, and finally let the tears you held let go. “I’m sorry Katsuki...I’m sorry I didn’t see it sooner.” Before you realized he woke up, he placed his free hand on your head, rubbing small and soothing circles on your head. “S’okay, let’s make this work.” You knew you didn’t have to say anything else as you both stayed like that until Recovery Girl came in to kick you both out.

After you start dating again:

Comes to your dorm everyday to get you up knowing you’d oversleep if he didn’t (also wants to see your sleeping face...not in a weird way)

Cooks you breakfast in bed on off days,

You guys cook something together when you have a movie night

Instead of yelling most times, he just makes sure he understands your side of everything before jumping to conclusions

Makes sure he isn’t too rough with you verbally (lol not sure physically)

Brings you to his parents house during some free time since you get along with his mom and dad well

Won’t admit it but adores the fact that his parents love you

Whispers ‘I love you’ when he’s made sure your ‘sleeping’ (you’re not, you just wanna hear him say it all shy like)

You guys go on training dates, where you both train together, then have a picnic where you just trained

Him being more open with PDA, like holding your hand, or laying his head on your shoulder, etc. just small stuff

He loves playing with your hair and twisting it around his fingers while cuddling or studying

You both cheer on your favorite hero during a fight on TV, or you pick a random channel on TV and you just listen to him rant how stupid something is while you lean onto his shoulder at 2am (somehow got him to stay up this late)

If it’s a permanent breakup:

“No...no...you can’t, you can’t be serious”

He sounded so broken. His fists clutched so hard you thought his bones would pop out

Anger was evident in his face, and he honestly scared you with the face he was making

“Y/N....are you joking?” You frown and step back a little, did he really think everything you said was a joke? “No Bakugo, I just think this isnt gonna work out in the end.” You heard him click his tongue, then just look at you in shock, then anger. He looked down, his bangs covering his expression. “So you’re just gonna end it like that? No working anything out, just break up? It was one fucking mistake Y/N.”

“Yeah one big mistake, you don’t suck faces with some other person on accident, Bakugo.” The venom in your voice slicing through the tension filled air. “Can you just fucking forgive me? I won’t do it again.”

“You said that last time, Katsuki, then you go and clown off again-“

Before you could get anything else out Bakugo already had his quirk going in one hand, and the other holding your shoulder down. You both looked surprised, even as he backed away. “No..nononono fuck Y/N baby I’m sorry-” you smacked the hand that reached out for you. You started packing everything, Bakugo’s eyes widened as he just stood in shock. Before he knew it you were leaving already.

“N...NO NO Y/N PLEASE, I’M SORRY-“ he grabbed you by the arm that reached for the door knob. You quickly shrugged him out of his grasp, and opened the door. “Goodbye Bakugo, I hope well for the next person with you.” And you slammed it in his face. He stood there, it’s like the emotions he felt before were completely wiped when you slammed the door on him. It was 8:03pm, he should start getting ready for bed anyway.

For a few weeks he was unresponsive, and only talked when he needed to

His movements were sluggish and he’d often stare at nothing

Bakugo didn’t even glare, or really do anything when Midoriya tried talking him

Or shittyhair, dunce face, raccoon eyes, or soy sauce face

They were all the same, and just molded into one voice every time someone tried talking to him

After a while he got over it, but he still regrets what he did

You helped him through so much yet he went off and did stupid shit

Even after highschool, he’d still keep up on you frequently through social media

Basically stalking you on there, guessing he never truly got over it once he felt tears subconsciously stream down his face as he saw you with someone else, happier.

He felt like he didn’t do anything wrong, and he was confused at the throb in his heart every time you looked away from him or ignored him.

So he did ask you, and all you did was look at him like he just hit you.

Why did you look so hurt?

Todoroki shrugged it off, thinking you’d come back like you did after every fight you guys had

But you didn’t, and that’s what took an actual toll on him

More emotional

A permanent frown on his pretty features most of the time

All he mostly eats is soba

He didn’t know how to handle this in all honesty

Sometimes he’d just stare at you, and even when you looked back he’d just stare...

Sometimes he’s so out of it he doesn’t realize he’s either froze the entire classroom or was a living breathing radiator, or both (rip Momo, Satou, and Tokoyami)

He’d ask Midoryia for help but it came out as a fumbled mess most of the time:

“Midoryia...how do you hurt....them, a lot...without...? Can you help?

Midoryia is just like:

(Sorry I had to add that in I was cackling sm from it)

“I think you should just talk to them Todoroki.”

That was harder to do then he expected, you mangaged to avoid him pretty well,

One day he was just fed up and as soon as the bell rang he took your hand and left the class

He takes you to an empty classroom, his left side nearly giving you frostbite

You were about to yell at him before you saw his broken expression

“What...what did I do for it to be like this?” You we’re now quiet as you saw the confused and hurt expression on his face. Him barely being able to control either of his quirks, he was shaking, yet still held a confused expression. It just clicked with you, Todoroki wasn’t used to the sudden emotions or feelings, and when one of the people he’d usually go to to talk about it wasn’t there, he started to crumble.

You hugged him tightly , not caring if his quirks messed up your uniform. “I’m sorry Y/N....I’m sorry I’m not enough, but-“ You cover his mouth as tears fell from your eyes and onto the ground or his uniform. “I- I-I’m so sorry Todo...it’s just you never gave me affection and I was being so selfish and petty about it, I just- I didn’t realize that you went through your own experience for it to turn out like this. It’s not your fault, and I love you the way you are Shoto.” Todoroki didn’t even notice the tears come down his face as you kissed him over and over again. A small ‘I’m sorry’ from you every time. His quirks calmed down and now you were holding each other in a random classroom. You’re heart nearly stopped as you looked up at him and saw a small, teary eyed smile.

After you start Dating again:

Todoroki was much more observant

He’d stay up late readings articles saying “How to understand emotions” or “Is there other good food then Cold Soba” wait-

Regularly gets you gifts, even though most of the time you make him return the stuff since he’s been getting so much with his dads card

Endeavor ended up yelling at you both in a 7/11 while you were stuffing your faces with a soba flavored chips

You both figured out a way to get Todoroki to express himself without words

He’d slightly activate his left side if he wanted any sort of attention, and his right side was if he was feeling stressed or upset

He subconsciously goes to your dorm now to check up on you to make sure you’ve had a glass of water, dinner or anything really (He just wanted a reason to go to your dorm)

You played with his hair once, and he’s never going back

When cuddling he’d lay his head in the crook of your neck, hoping to feel you playing with his hair

You push him to start taking therapy sessions to understand what emotions he’s feeling and how to express them

Takes you in your free time to an empty field just to hear you talk, and learn more about you

And he’d always wake up early and made sure to get a few snacks for you before you woke up and brought them to your dorm room (Last time he tried to cook he almost burned the kitchen down)

Overall Todoroki just loves giving you small head pats now, you don’t know where it came from but you didn’t complain

Poor bby stuttered so hard the first time he said ‘I love you’ you giggled

Ended up making him feel embarrassed and like he did something wrong, but you quickly kissed him/praised him

He can’t stop saying it now, one time you picked up his pencil, before you could hand it to him just a sudden “I love you Y/N” the entire class looked at you both in shock

“STOP SUCKING FACES OVER THERE!”

“SHUT UP BAKUGO”

“HAAAH?”

Todoroki is the happiest he’s been.

If it’s a permanent breakup:

“Over? What do you mean we’re over?”

You felt so horrible by the the pure confusion on his face

But the rude things he said to you, over powering your want to get back with him

Lately Todoroki has been more protective, and rude. Insulting everything you do, belittling you slightly. It just added up and you were tired of it

Todoroki tilted his head to the side, deep in thought.

“Y/N your being on the dumber side again, are you hanging out with them too much?” You were taken aback by how nonchalantly he insulted you and your friends. “Excuse me? Todoroki did I hear you right?” You stepped foward leaning your head toward him. “Of course you can, or did Bakugo’s yelling make you not hear so well?” The fact he said it with no emotion, or nothing to it was making you clench your fist. “The hell has gotten into you Todoroki?” You shove his shoulder a bit. He frowned at you heavily making you flinch. “Well if you didn’t go and ignore me most of this week maybe I wouldn’t be like this. I usually hold my tongue but you’ve been rude this entire week.”

You stood there speechless. “Well Ex-fucking-cuse me Shoto. Maybe if you didn’t insult me all the damn time I wouldn’t ignore you, or wait for an decent apology.”

You drag out the last words as you glared at him, Todoroki giving one back. “I’m only telling the truth so you don’t look dumb. I’m helping you out Y/N, I thought you’d understand.” You scoff in utter shock, you couldn’t help the sudden urge to slap some sense into him. Now he stood speechless, the force in that slap causing his hair to look messy, and a red mark on his cheek. Tears were in your eyes as you clenched your fist, biting your lip from cussing him out on the spot. “Your lucky I don’t beat your sorry ass, just...just the the fuck out Todoroki!” You pushed him toward the door. He looked at you with no emotion in his face as he saw you start to bawl your eyes out. “Just...just get the hell out Todoroki, it’s over, we’re over.” He felt a pang in his heart, but choose to ignore it and just left.

It only actually came to him during the night as he was about to walk to your dorm after a nightmare, when he realized the entire conversation

He tried knocking on your door but you didn’t answer, even though he could hear your music

He went back to his dorm, sat on his bed and just had a full mental breakdown

Realizing his main emotional support that helped him through mostly everything was gone

He felt he said stuff his father said to you already which made it even worse

He tried texting and calling you but you had him blocked on everything

He repeated the entire conversation in his head, just now coming to how disgusting he really did sound

Todoroki for that whole week was an emotional wreck

During hero training if he was thinking about you or what he did he doesn’t notice poor Satou trying to get out of his wall of Ice.

Is always with Midoryia at some given time,

He kind of clinged onto people in his circle that gave him attention of some sort

When he some time passed he eventually got over it

After Highschool you both kept in touch, but it pained him when he saw you engaged and happy with another person

But he was happy if you were happy.

Heyyy so this is probably the longest thing I’ve written since like my last Wattpad fanfics I used to do(yikes). But hope you enjoy, and don’t be afraid to request! I’m taking them now so go wild.

Sorry that they were all confusing it’s my first hcs+scenario thingy, but I have a few other things in the works so... 💃🕺

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zukump3 · 3 years

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ignoring them for 24 hours ✧ hc

you ignore your boys for 24 hours. or, at least, you try to.

genre: fluff

requested: yes! i added todoroki just cause

as perceptive as he is

izuku probably notices immediately how you’re avoiding him

you two wake up at similar times because you go to sleep at similar times, but this time you woke up before him

he gave you a sweet “good morning” and kissed your cheek, but you only smiled and went to the bathroom

he thought that was strange. you usually say good morning back

but then again, it was such a small thing that he didn’t really overreact over it

however, when you left his dorm without saying goodbye or anything like that he got a little worried

once classes were beginning, he went to your dorm to pick you up and walk you to class like usual but

you were already gone.

“what the...” he would murmur to himself, frowning now

what was up with you? were you ignoring him or something?

what even annoyed him further was that you spent the whole day with fucking bakusquad!

bakugo didn’t seem to like it of course, but kirishima and the others accepted your company like it was nothing

he tried to sit next to you at lunch but once bakugo noticed his presence, he immediately yelled at the green haired boy to “fucking beat it!”

“but i-“

“WHAT DID I JUST SAY?!”

the fact that you didn’t even come to his defense kind of hurt him

he didn’t even eat at lunch

he was so bummed out that he just poked at his food with a frown on his face

of course you noticed this. you had been watching him all day and it broke your heart to see your baby like this omg ㅠㅠ

you couldn’t do it anymore. you got up and sat next to him at lunch and you swear he shined brighter than the sun when he saw you

“y/n! i-you-“

“i was trying to praaank you,” you pouted. “but you looked so upset after what that bomb bitch said-i couldn’t do it anymore.”

his pout matched yours.

“don’t do that again... i was seriously worried!”

he makes you stay by him for the rest of the day 😭

ignoring him for 24 hours challenge: failed.

y/n only lasted 5-6 hours.

todoroki literally doesn’t notice at all

he doesn’t talk much, and seeing that you don’t talk to him much in the morning doesn’t really bother him

he just assumed you were tired and didn’t really care

you two usually got coffee together in the morning but as he went to the common room to wait for you, he was a bit peeved that you didn’t show up

he just assumed you fell asleep or something, or maybe you weren’t in the mood

not gonna lie, he was already missing your presence but he wouldn’t push you to interact with him if you weren’t in the mood

when he goes to class though, he sees you laughing and smiling with the rest of dekusquad

having a good time, apparently

he sits with you guys and listens, and his brows furrowed when he heard you say

“i wish i would’ve gotten coffee this morning. really wanted some mocha.”

...?

did you forget that you two got coffee literally every morning?

okay, whatever. something was definitely wrong with you but he wouldn’t push.

you two also sit together during lunch but you sat between tsu and izuku instead

he’s like

what. the fuck.

he stares at you for the entirety of lunch time 😭

he doesn’t even mean to, he’s just so confused?

like why are you ignoring him? you guys didn’t fight or anything last night so ?? why??

the day continues like that

whenever he comes around you leave, whenever he talks you look away from him

he’s a mixture of irritated and annoyed

irritated bc he doesn’t know why you’re acting this way, and annoyed because he wants to fucking talk to you

you’re one of the only people in this class he talks to on a daily basis and you’re pushing him away??

he only says something when it’s kind of late and everyone is tucked away in their dorms

he has a key to your dorm room don’t ask why so he goes ahead and enters

you’re on your bed, giggling about how well the prank is going to mina when you hear the doorknob jiggle and your boyfriend enter the room

“shoto!”

“we need to talk, y/n.”

you make a face. “actually, i-“

“y/n.”

the sternness in his voice makes you look up at him, kinda scared at just how serious he looks

“you’ve been ignoring me all day. why? did i do something?”

“i—“

“if i did, please tell me. communication is important in every relationship and our relationship is very special. if you do not talk to me, i have no way of knowing what i did to hurt you and-“

“shoto! oh my god, it was just a prank!” you tell him quickly, standing up and holding out your arms.

he lowkey makes a 🤨 face.

“a prank...?”

“yeah. ignore your boyfriend for 24 hours prank,” you sigh. “i was so close.”

he sighs with you, walking over to hug you tightly, which feels so good after today.

“it’s a very stupid prank.”

you giggle against his chest.

“yeah. very stupid.”

ignoring him for 24 hours challenge: failed.

y/n only lasted 18 hours.

another one that notices immediately

you went the extra mile as to leave his dorm way earlier than he wakes up, which-

how tf did you do that

he automatically doesn’t fucking like that.

“y/n?!” he’ll yell out into his bathroom and grumble when you aren’t in there, or anywhere else in his room

he doesn’t even see you until class starts, sitting and laughing with fucking dekusquad

not only that, with midoriya

“hey dumbass, why’d you leave my dorm so early today?!” he asks you, and your eyes don’t even meet his.

you just continue scribbling at your desk.

his eyes turn white.

“i’m talking to you!”

“bakugo, please go have a seat. you’re being incredibly too loud.” aizawa would tell him, slipping his face out of his yellow sleeping bag.

he looks at his teacher, then at you, then back at his teacher before cursing and marching to his desk

probably always glancing at you through the day

the fact that you’re smiling and laughing with fucking deku

that just makes his mood even worse

you’re supposed to be smiling and laughing with him, not that crybaby

obviously his friends notice how mad he is

“dude, why so pent up?” kirishima would ask him and bakugo would literally snark

the red head smirks. “oooh—its y/n isn’t it.”

bakugo pauses.

“how the fuck did you know-“

“you know she’s pranking you, right?” kirishima would laugh at the look of anger that crosses bakugo’s face.

you’re ignoring him for a... a...

a PRANK?!

he’s livid.

during training he will not hesitate to march up to you

“you think it’s funny to ignore your boyfriend for a stupid prank, huh?! you think that’s so funny don’t you?!”

“bakugo, i-“

“SILENCEEEE!” he’ll literally roar at you and blast you like 10 feet away 😭

cue him being your partner and beating you up for practice

ignoring him for 24 hours challenge: failed.

y/n only lasted 5 hours.

kirishima understands the concept of “personal space”

he knows that sometimes, you don’t wanna be bothered

and sometimes, he doesn’t wanna be bothered

but sometimes he doesn’t care about that concept.

he will poke and pester at you if you do this challenge.

if you wake up and don’t say anything to him, he’ll yank you down to the bed and whine at you until you manage to squirm out of his arms and go to your own dorm room

he’ll stand right next to you during breakfast

and i mean he will always be standing next to you.

no matter how many times you move around the tables, he’ll somehow end up next to you

like ?? does he have super speed or something 😭

he will not tolerate you ignoring him

like not at all

during class if he cracks a few jokes and you don’t respond to them he’ll probably fake cry

“y/n, you’re making me feel very unmanly right now!”

you swear you didn’t know it would be this hard

he probably notices it’s a prank though when he’s walking next to you in the halls and you’re not even speaking to him, just staring forward

“ahh... you’re trying to play a little joke on me or something? well, we’ll see how long you keep that up!”

retorts to making you jealous the entire day.

hangs out with literally every girl, even the fucking invisible bitch

you can’t take it anymore when it nears 6pm and he asks uraraka to come back to his dorm and watch movies with him

being the amazing girlfriend you are, you get up, land in his lap, and cuddle up to him tightly

he grins at you, preppering you with kisses

“told you you wouldn’t last, y/n.”

ignoring your boyfriend for 24 hours challenge: failed.

y/n only lasted 11 hours.

#bnha x poc!reader #bnha x reader #izuku x reader #mha x reader #mha fluff #mha headcanon #mha headcanons #bakugo x reader #kirishima x black reader #kirishima x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki headcanons #kirishima headcanons #bakugo headcanons #midoriya headcanons #midoriya x reader

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shotorozu · 3 years

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TITLE : hospital stay

PAIRING : bakugou katsuki x reader

SYNOPSIS : you’re in the hospital on your boyfriend’s birthday, and bakugou seems to have no issue with spending it in there.

WARNING(S) : MHA MANGA SPOILERS ‼️ (recent arc)

legend : [Y/N = your name] they/them pronouns used, a quirk similar to the avatar but that’s about it.

note(s) : so, it’s bakugou’s birthday. and i had this idea since march 20 😦 so i’ve been waiting for his birthday to come for literally a month but i didn’t want to post this way too early. alsooo i don’t know if this arc happened near spring but lets pretend it did for the sake of the story

When you woke up, the fluorescent lights were the first to hit your face

Following by the incoming beeping of a monitor, and the sudden throbbing of your head, the dryness of your throat evident.

Blinking slowly (or trying to, your other eye being a bit delayed.) you try recalling what just happened. You’re in a hospital, that’s one thing you know, but the specifics are still unknown to you.

Right. You remember now, you were fighting along side your classmates, and you managed to get blasted away when you thought that shielding Bakugou Katsuki would work. Yeah, you were sure that you were going to get an earful from him, if he—

You jolt when you notice said blond standing right next to your bed, vermillion eyes staring deep into your own, and somewhat— you could feel the weight and intensity in the stare

“S-since when did you get here?” You’re startled, and your voice is hoarse. Bakugou doesn’t formulate a response, and chooses to avoid the question as a whole.

“Finally you’re up.” He rolls his eyes. He looks much better than you remembered, despite having a few bandages on his forehead— he looked well. “It’s been 5 fucking days.”

“Five days?” You question out loud, your sense of time all disorganized. You clench your hand, just to see if your quirk was still working. Seeing air, fire, water, and just.. something, would relieve your worries— but a look from the blond shot you down quickly. You decided that it was wise if you didn’t try.

The blond seems to be done with the conversation, since he immediately walks out of the room. Actually, why was he here? You’d expect him to be laying down in bed, but despite being hit with that beam, he was walking around like everything was fine.

He comes back with a few other nurses, and they’re relieved to see that you’re awake— and even though they’ve bombarded you with questions with how you felt, you couldn’t brush off the feeling of a pair of ruby eyes on you.

Just, glaring. It’s nothing abnormal.

When the nurses finally leave you alone, giving you details of a few injuries— like your injured— well, burned eyelid that honestly stung (it came from the fire aspect of your quirk) you would’ve expected to be alone in your hospital room for the rest of your time there but Bakugou stayed.

“You’re going to tell me why you jumped in front of me?”

You were expecting to be questioned by him, after all— what you did didn’t exactly shield him, since he was also pierced. You didn’t expect the interrogation to be happening this soon

“Actually, don’t answer that. I don’t want to fucking know.” And he suddenly changes his mind, just like that.

You would’ve said impulse as an answer, but you doubt that he would’ve taken that seriously. And besides, you were kind of glad he changed midway that he didn’t want your answer. Your voice feels parched, despite chugging down a glass of water earlier.

“Did you check up on Deku?” You cringe when you hear cracks in your voice, and the dryness is unbearable to your throat, but he nods. “Idiot’s knocked out cold.”

He doesn’t mention the fact that you were one of the last few people that were still rendered unconscious.

“Your throat sounds like the sahara desert. Do me a favor and drink up.”

You blink owlishly at the glass of water that was set on the mini table, and when you drink up— it actually does something to relieve (temporarily) the dryness.

It was a consequence of your quirk after all, using your quirk too much would cause your body to feel sore, and everywhere to feel dry, and he knew that.

Bakugou was acting uncharacteristically, and you just don’t know why. Maybe it’s not so uncharacteristic of him, since he’s been less of an asshole as of recently, but you know that he would probably deviate from the question if you asked, so the both of you sat in silence.

—

It’s the next day, the same as yesterday— except it looked like dawn when you woke up. Bakugou also appeared at the side of your bed once again, almost as if he was there for quite some time.

“Nice to see you too,” You think to yourself, and you’re glad you didn’t actually say that out loud. You try to stand up straight, but Bakugou’s quick to push your back against the pillows.

“Don’t sit up, that’s idiotic.”

“Right, sorry. How did you get here? Isn’t it too early?” The parched throat came back. Though the ‘magical’ baku-water helped, it’s effects were only temporarily, sadly.

“You call 7am early?” Right, because for him— 7am isn’t that early, you even remember seeing him up at 6 sometimes.

“Actually, wait.” You blink, trying to recall what day it was, and what month it was. You recalled it being spring but.. was it March? or was it April already?

“What.. day is it today?”

It was almost like he was hesitant to say, “..April 20.”

“What the— April 20?” You’re appalled, because the last time you remembered, it wasn’t anywhere near April 20, but maybe it’s your 5 day unconsciousness to be blamed. “Isn’t it your birthday?”

“Shut up,” He mumbles, and he shifts around the room in search of something, but it’s too dim to be able to tell.

“Medicine. The nurses said you should take it now.”

You don’t reply.

“It’s for your Sahara desert throat. The other things are for your fucked up eye and injuries.”

That seems to be enough to convince you to take the medicine, and despite wanting to run away screaming from the bitterness, you take the medicine— not wanting to be met with any consequences

“Why are you spending your birthday here?”

“Do idiots like you ask that many questions?” He shoots back, and you’re unfazed by the fact that he just called you an idiot. You wouldn’t blame him.

“No but.. you seem fine.”

“A few days ago I was not, but now I am because I took medicine.” He walks over to untwist a few medicine caps, it appears to be for your eye.

“So, Does my eye look fine?” You bat your eyelashes just to mess with him, and he flicks your forehead with an ointment cap “No.”

“Sorry, sorry,” You laugh, choosing to completely ignore the sudden sharp pain when you laugh.

He bends down to reach eyelevel, “Can you see?”

“Sorta.” Your eye has this thin blur filter to it, that can’t be good— can it? Going blind in one eye, and having to wear an eye patch.

It was almost on cue, because Bakugou says “You’ll be rocking the pirate look if you don’t take your medicine,” Instead of handing the medicine for you to apply, he quickly applies a decent amount around your eyes— not giving you a warning whatsoever.

You wince slightly, but you’re glad it’s over. But why is he playing nurse with you? And why was he brushing off the fact that it’s literally his birthday.

—

Through out the entire day, Bakugou continued to act as if he had some responsibility over you. From helping you put on your medicine, to just monitoring you with eyes of a hawk. The fact that he chose to ignore all your protests was just a part of him.

His behavior was also very.. interesting. It would swing from being his usual self, to being this eerily quiet and calm Bakugou. You would’ve guessed that you were having a fever dream, if it weren’t for the fact that he wore his usual scowl on his face.

What remained consistent, despite it all— was that he stayed. He ate lunch in your room. He only left when the doctors and nurses asked him too, but that was only temporary. He stayed with you the entire day, even when the clock stroke 5pm.

But it’s quite literally his birthday? Why would he spend it in a hospital room with some extra? Or idiot? Let alone, why would he take care of said idiot/extra on his birthday? You don’t know because he refuses to tell you on why he spent it here.

“Did you at least get some cake or something?” You ask for the umpteenth time, Bakugou’s paced back and forth for some medicine bottles and bottles of water, and you could tell that he was scowling, despite the fact that he was facing the other direction, “Why the hell would I want cake? You’ve been asking weird shit all day.”

“Because it’s your birthday? Seriously— have you been brainwashed into thinking that it’s not your birthday?”

“What— fuck no. I haven’t been brainwashed.” He turns over to you, “I know today is my birthday.”

“Okay, so you know. Why aren’t you celebrating then? Did people forget? Or am I finally going insane?”

Bakugou chooses to stay silent. He stands up, and walks over to you— everytime he moves closer, you could feel your heart pound, luckily not at a dangerous rate.

“Birthday, birthday, birthday” He grumbles, quiet, but loud enough for you to hear. “That’s all you’ve been talking about. As if like you weren’t the one in the hospital bed as we speak.”

“Okay, is it wrong to remember your birthday?”

“Shut up, I didn’t say that.” He gets closer once again, almost to the point that your faces weren’t that far away.

“You’ve just been so concerned about my damn birthday, that you haven’t even taken a good look at yourself,” He gestures at you, by looking you up and down

You finally take observation of all of the gauzes, the IV tubes, and bandages, his words forcing you to look at what was reality.

“I don’t know why you did what you did, jumping in front of me like some kind of heroic bastard, it’s dumb. For all I know, I should be screaming at you, and wishing you the worst for that.” He clenches his fist when he recalls, the scene replaying in his head

“But what I am saying is that, you can give me a gift if you’re so fucking concerned about my birthday. It’s the least you can do.” His statement is solid enough for you to take him seriously. You wouldn’t have if he was scowling, but it’s quite.. different. An expression you’ve seen all day, but seeing it up close is a different story.

“And that would be..?” You gulp, anticipation bubbles

And just like that, he presses his lips against yours, the warmth of his lips sending shocks of warmth all around your body— the impact was abrupt, but the kiss as a whole was surprisingly gentle

Yet, it was also similar to his quirk, it sparked up spurs of need and sent goosebumps all over your body.

You place a hand on his shoulder, the tubes around your arms making it too difficult to wrap your arms around him as you deepened the kiss, Bakugou’s touch is cautious when he lays his hand on a spot that was the least affected, aware of your injuries. Pushing the small of your back with his hand quite gently, he kisses you like it’ll be the very last— even though you both know it won’t be.

When you both pull back, you’re taken aback— unable to think of coherent words, and a proper response.

But this damn bastard, he smirks at you knowing that he just sent shocks and explosions of intense feelings all around your body, your lips still tingling from the kiss.

“Wait, that’s unfair!”

“What?”

“I had no idea you even liked me!”

“For the fucking longest time I did, why the hell would I even be in some extras room, if I didn’t care about them?!” He tries not to yell too loudly but, the tone of his voice gets raised

You blink, “And you preferred playing nurse with your crush this entire time, instead of spending it properly like well.. everyone else?”

“Who the hell said— Fucking hell, do I have to kiss you again for you to understand?”

“Enlighten me,” Your mouth quirks up into a smile, which ultimately causes his cheeks to be set ablaze.

“Playing fucking nurse with you isn’t horrible. It’s one way to spend my birthday, even when you give me shit about it” His brows press together, trying to drown out his flustered expressions with a scowl, “There’ll be more birthdays to come, so why would I be ‘wasting’ it here? There, that’s it. You happy now?”

Silence.

“..More than happy. But don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about your thing for playing nur—”

“Don’t you fucking finish that thought,” He says stern. “I’m going to get the nurses to check on you, and then— I’ll go home and come back again, tomorrow.”

He storms off, and when the blond is sure that he’s not in your line of vision anymore— he slumps against the wall

“Fucking hell, they’re driving me crazy.” He mumbles, recalling what he had pulled off earlier.

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fanfic-chan · 2 years

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Maybe brown heart 🤎 with Kirishima and Bakugou; Lee bakugou. They're both my comfort characters and I love them to pieces!!

Eyyyy sorry this took so long! I haven't written for these two in quite a while so it was fun to do something for them after so long! I hope you enjoy!^^

Valentine's Apologies

Ler: Kirishima

Lee: Bakugou

"You better run~! Or else the love bug is gonna gobble you up!"

"Stop being weird you idiot!" Bakugou growled over his shoulder even as he continued running from his pursuer, shoving Deku somewhat forcefully out of his path as he passed through the common room and took the chase outside.

He heard Kirishima apologize for him to the nerd as he followed him, and he rolled his eyes a little. He'd watched that little idiot break his arms repetitively and still keep fighting. A little push wasn't gonna hurt him much.

"Hey! Get back here and face me like a man Bakubro!" Kirishima taunted him, making the blonde's eye twitch in annoyance. Of course he was gonna try and provoke him into turning around, but there was no way that was going to-

"Don't tell me you're scared."

Scratch that. He was going to murder that redheaded moron.

Kirishima grinned readily as Bakugou whipped around and charged at him, already having prepared himself for the expected reaction. Just before Bakugou could get to him, he dodged to the side and watched as the blonde when tumbling to the ground, making quick work of straddling him while he was down.

"HEY!!- GET OFF ME WEIRD HAIR!! I'LL FREHEHEAKING KIHIHIHILL YOHOHOU!" Bakugou shouted as he struggled and tried to squirm out of his friends grip, but Kirishima merely chuckled at the threat as he squeezed at his friends sides.

"Nice try man, but I think we both know by now that you would never actually kill me. That wouldn't be very heroic afterall now would it?" He teased, laughing when he drew out an uncharacteristic squeal from his friend. "Now, are you going to apologize to Mina for what you said or not?"

"NE-NEHEHEHEHEVER!!!" The blonde declared through his booming laughter, making Kirishima roll his eyes.

Earlier that morning, Mina had been running around the dorms giving everyone little Valentine's that she'd gotten. But of course, Bakugou being Bakugou, rather than just taking his politely, he just had to go and make some snarky comment about how Valentine's Day was, and I quote, 'sappy and annoying'.

Which is the exact reason why they were in this position in the first place.

"FIHIHIHINE!!! OKAHAHAY!! I'LL APOHOHOLOGIZE YOU IDIOHOHOT JUHUST GEHHEHEHET OFF ALREHEHEADY!!" He screamed after a few moments longer, and the redhead grinned victoriously as he stood up and offered his friend a hand up, which the blonde took begrudgingly.

And as the two friends headed back inside to find Mina, Bakugou couldn't help but privately think to himself that maybe, just maybe, he didn't actually hate these idiots as much as he said he did.

#platonic candyhearts event #sfw #sfw tickling #ler!kirishima #lee!bakugou

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makeste · 3 years

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BnHA Chapter 311: Hand Gun

Previously on BnHA: Horikoshi was all “thinkin’ about dropping in some woke analogies of the very real and very presently relevant issue of racial profiling idk what do you guys think” and then shrugged and did it without waiting for an answer, and ngl it was a bit sudden, but I’m here for it. All Might was all “DEKU YOU NEED TO EAT” and Deku was all “OKAY” and took his hero bento and went to go stand dramatically on a tower in the rain whilst having some highly anticipated Vestige flashbacks. OFA II was all, “sup, I guess I’m not Kacchan... OR AM I,” and ngl I think he is?? Alternate universes anybody?? Hello??? But anyway, so OFA the First a.k.a. Yoichi was all “remember that time you guys rescued me from my evil brother and Two took my hand and we Had A Moment?”, and Two and Three were all “ahh yeah good times”, and it was very nice and very, very gay. The chapter ended with it being very unclear if Two and Three have actually lent their power to Deku yet or not lmao. Y’all need to get your shit together dudes.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi is all “what if I gave a random bad guy a fucking tommy gun that shoots nails” and jesus christ calm down son. The Hawksquad, a.k.a. SQUAWK as per @hotchocolatier, are all “time to drive aimlessly around town acting like Deku has a restraining order on us because that’s literally the best plan to combat the League we could come up with,” and I have no further comment. Hawks is all “idk about you guys but I want to know more about AFO and Tomura’s whole deal” and I can’t remember the last time I identified so strongly with one of these characters. All Might is all, “[EXPLODES???]”, and the chapter ends with that mysterious hot girl from the Tartarus breakout being all “HELLO I CAN TURN INTO A GUN AND I LITERALLY DON’T GIVE A FUCK” and (1) WOW, and (2) IT’S TRUE, SHE CAN, AND SHE REALLY DOESN’T. GODDAMN.

(ETA: so this wholly escaped my notice on the first go, and also has nothing to do with the chapter itself, but I only just realized that this chapter was scanlated by a new group, TCB Scans. they actually did a very good job, and I’m curious if they’ve found a new RAW provider, because the quality this week is actually crazy good in comparison to what we’ve been dealing with for the past few months. I’m gonna have to get caught up on what exactly happened here lol.)

so what will it be this week? more Vestige antics? more of Sad Nomad Deku standing on buildings and pretending like he’s some cool aloof antihero, as if he could fool us when we all know his hero backpack is secretly stuffed full with his nerd diaries and the remnants of all the hero bentos that All Might keeps giving him?? or, just putting it out there, just a crazy thought, but you don’t suppose we might actually cut back to U.A.? mmm. side-eyes emoji

maaaaaan I’m starting to get tired of this trend of beginning chapters by dropping in on random power-tripping civilians and/or Shindou lol. just once can we get a chapter that opens with someone I actually give a fuck about

oh at least Endeavor is here

A WHAT SUPPORT ITEM!??! HOLY SHIT DDLKJSLFKJL

lol somehow that’s more terrifying than bullets for me?? like I’m fully aware that bullets will fuck you up way worse and that in real life nail guns probably don’t work like this AT ALL and only have a range of like... hold up let me just google... up to 100 to 150 m/s and distances of up to 500m wait WHAT

okay wait. hold up. like I was expecting google to tell me nail guns only shoot a few feet at most, and instead the first search result is some CDC blog article that’s “dispelling” the “””myth””” -- please note my repeated sarcastic quotation marks -- that nail guns can fire 1400 feet per second, by explaining that actually they can fire anywhere from 315 ft/sec to 1,295 ft/sec, and that “it is in the pneumatic nail gun user’s best interest to handle these tools as if they were a firearm despite having a lower velocity” dlkjdslkjflkl

SO THAT SCENE IN IRON MAN 3 WHERE TONY RAIDS A HOME DEPOT AND BUYS A BUNCH OF RANDOM TOOLS AND SHIT AND GOES ON TO STAGE A ONE-MAN INVASION OF AN INTERNATIONAL TERRORIST’S FLORIDA MANSION HQ IS ACTUALLY TRUE. YOU’RE TELLING ME THAT THE FILM “HOME ALONE” IS ACTUALLY A DOCUMENTARY. “the Discovery Channel television program “Mythbusters” compared the penetration capacity of an airborne projectile shot from a pneumatic framing nail gun to that of a 9mm hand gun” HELLO YES AND A MERRY “WHAT THE FUCK” TO YOU AS WELL

anyway, so. there’s apparently a reason why the Number One hero, who can burn people with the intensity of a sun going supernova, is hiding here behind this concrete support column making frowny faces. nope. nuh uh. he ain’t about that. I don’t blame you buddy

so now he’s barrel rolling out of his hiding place and setting this dude THE FUCK ON FIRE because HELL NO. BAD ENOUGH I HAD TO WATCH THAT FUCKING MUSHROOM EPISODE LAST WEEK! YOU TAKE THAT SHIT SOMEWHERE ELSE

LOL look at his face

I know the context is actually him being all “I know I’m responsible for basically everything that happened and so that’s why I’m so grim and serious about this mission to set things right piece by piece,” but in my mind this pissed-off face is 100% all because this dude tried to shoot his eye out with a nail gun. look at that. you made him go full flame face again. beard and all. protecting his face so that it can hopefully melt any stray nails that get too close. nope nope nope

good lord. so what’s up next. let me guess the guy fighting Best Jeanist has like an atomic chainsaw or some shit

lol nope we’re just cutting back to Hawks and Jeanist chilling in the Jesla after they’ve wrapped things up

Jeanist has got some serious Groot energy you guys jesus christ he’s like 12 feet tall

oh snap someone threw a pipe at him now

today is just the chapter of Endeavor being assaulted by random DIY tools I guess

I mean, I get why they’re pissed at him obviously; I would be too lol. but tbh I also don’t really understand the “get out of here we don’t want your help” attitude that all of these people suddenly seem to have?? like it if were me, I would be fucking DEMANDING for him and the other heroes to be working round the clock to fix their stupid mess. I mean who else is gonna do it?? it’s their mess, I sure don’t want to be the one to clean it up instead. anyways but whatever lol

oh shit?

so they haven’t dropped the whole “OFA secret potentially gets revealed to the world” thing yet after all. that makes sense I suppose, it did seem like that whole thing wound up playing out a bit too easily

anyway so yeah

the locals are definitely none too happy. well at least Dabi’s got something to be cheerful about I guess

so now we’re cutting to the interior of the Jesla and they’re chitchatting about the current investigation

oh wow this actually makes a bit of sense now. so there was a reason they were keeping their distance from Deku

please note that even in this abstract Endeavor’s-Mental-Image-Of-Him panel, Deku’s eyes still don’t have the light in them anymore :( my poor son

also ftr I still think using Deku as bait in this particular sense is the shittiest idea ever ngl. like sure, let’s let the sixteen-year-old run around battling miscellaneous escaped prison convicts while we stay several kilometers away ON PURPOSE despite the fact that you’re using him as bait to draw out the Big Bad, who just a reminder can destroy anything with a mere touch and who you were all basically helpless against. what exactly are you all planning to do if Tomura or one of the other League VIPs actually shows up to retrieve him?? are you even keeping tabs on him at all in real time?? jesus

(ETA: well that escalated quickly lol.)

Horikoshi is all of a sudden dropping whole pages of exposition here and I can’t be bothered to summarize this lol so just,

a big fat YES to what Jeanist said, though. that’s why imo they would have been better off laying a trap at U.A. rather than just wandering around out in the open. I assume they’re trying to cut their potential losses because U.A. is full of students (and civilians), but those students also happen to be more capable than pretty much anyone else in the manga at this point. and tbh they’re already in life-threatening danger regardless of how things play out from here on, so they might as well at least try to use the few advantages they have right now. U.A. is almost certainly going to come under siege at some point anyway, so they might as well prepare for it

lol I don’t think I’m explaining this very well because I don’t have the patience right now to break it down point by point like it really ought to be, so for now I’ll just say that imo “U.A. siege” stands a good chance of being the eventual endgame even now, and so this whole “Deku runs around being bait” arc is really just killing time until then lol. like and subscribe for more rambling nonsensical takes such as this. maybe next time I’ll even put it all into one single sentence for maximum meandering senior citizen rant value

well it’s nice that they’re finally talking about all of this I guess

we readers have known all of this for months now but this confirms the heroes are finally caught up. ALSO, Hawks is so fucking smart, as always. kinda wonder if things would have played out differently if All Might had let him in on the secret a bit earlier. probably that’s why Horikoshi made damn sure they didn’t find out until after the War arc lol

OH MY GOD YOOOOOO HAWKS OUT HERE ASKING THE REAL QUESTIONS

“anyone else wondering why AFO bothered to raise Tomura as his fake heir for fifteen years when he was secretly planning on taking over his body the whole time” YES, [raises hand] lmao Hawks where the hell were you when I was debating this “AFO is the final villain and Tomura is just his pawn” thing on multiple occasions over the past several years lol

lmao seeing them debate the metaphysics of OFA and all of its mystical bullshit is seriously surreal you guys

JEANIST HAVE YOU CHECKED OUT MY META TAG I HAVE WRITTEN SO MANY ESSAYS. I ACTUALLY WAS PLANNING ON WRITING ANOTHER ESSAY ABOUT THE THING THAT I’M PRETTY SURE HAWKS IS ABOUT TO BRING UP, BUT I NEVER GOT AROUND TO IT WHOOPS, BUT MAYBE I WILL NOW LOL LET’S SEE HOW IT GOES

yes!!

WHICH AFO FUCKING ENSURED HE WOULD BE BY LITERALLY PLANNING OUT EVERY LAST DETAIL OF HIS FAMILY TRAGEDY, FROM SECRETLY GIVING TENKO THE QUIRK TO MAKING SURE NO CIVILIANS OR HEROES WOULD HELP HIM UNTIL AFO FINALLY STEPPED IN. I’M 1000% CONVINCED THIS IS THE CASE YOU GUYS. NOT JUST BECAUSE I’M NOT A FAN OF “THE WORLD IS A FUNDAMENTALLY SHITTY PLACE, ACTUALLY” TAKES BECAUSE MISTER ROGERS TOLD ME TO ALWAYS LOOK FOR THE HELPERS, BUT ALSO BECAUSE IT LITERALLY JUST DOESN’T MAKE A LICK OF SENSE OTHERWISE. THEIR ENTIRE HOUSE CAVED IN FFS, YOU’RE TELLING ME NONE OF THE NEIGHBORS FUCKING OVERHEARD THAT SHIT AND WENT “UMMMMMMMMM” AND WENT TO SEE WHAT WAS GOING ON?? “DIDN’T THERE USED TO BE A HOUSE HERE, AND LIKE A WHOLE FAMILY, AND SHIT?”

LIKE I’M SORRY, BUT IT’S ONE THING TO SAY IT’S REALISTIC THAT NOT A SINGLE PERSON WOULD ATTEMPT TO HELP THE WANDERING TRAUMATIZED CHILD AFTERWARDS (WHICH I DISAGREE WITH AS WELL BUT AT LEAST THAT’S MORE SUBJECTIVE), AND IT’S A WHOLE OTHER THING TO ARGUE THAT IT’S REALISTIC THAT NO ONE WOULD BE FUCKING NOSY. LIKE THAT’S A WHOLE DIFFERENT LEVEL OF “THAT’S NOT HOW ANY OF THIS WORKS” ENTIRELY LOL. anyway tl;dr AFO is a piece of shit and Tomura’s entire worldview is based on a magnificently intricate and savagely cruel lie more at 11

anyway so after all that ranting it looks like that wasn’t even what Hawks was talking about after all lol. I just went off for absolutely no reason lol oh well. instead it seems that Hawks is suggesting that Tomura’s carefully cultivated hatred might not yet have actually reached “can defeat OFA” levels even after all of that trauma. interesting!

don’t mind me, I’m just sitting here while my brain furiously scrambles to put together all the parallels between Hawks and Tomura that it never noticed before until exactly this second. like I’m not even sure that was the intent here at all (I need to check out another translation or two lol), but regardless my mind decided that now would be the perfect time to make the connection between these two twenty-somethings who both had horrific childhoods and spent years being molded by their respective manipulative guardians, and developed eerily similar “laugh at everything because what else can you do” coping mechanisms to deal with it all hmmmmm

anyway so they were talking more about their strategy, but now all of a sudden Jeanist’s phone is beeping??

AND NOW WE’RE CUTTING AWAY TO ALL MIGHT AND HIS MIGHTMOBILE DAMMIT so that means the call to Jeanist was actually something important then!! WAS IT BAKUGOU OMG. DOES YOUR INTERN WANT A WORD FFFKLFSJK please it’s been so long I just need a little crumb or two to tide me over lmao have mercy

anyway so All Might’s following the GPS tracking device he’s apparently got planted on Deku (which in my conspiracy headcanons he’s actually had for a long time now, like since before DvK2 lol because HOW ELSE WOULD HAVE HAVE KNOWN THAT THEY WERE FIGHTING EACH OTHER IN GROUND BETA, PEOPLE) and thinking angsty thoughts about Deku’s sucky life

AND NOW ALL MIGHT’S PHONE IS RINGING TOO?? BAKUGOU HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE YOU CALLING. “WHERE ARE YOU HIDING THE NERD GODDAMMIT”

OMG

lol is he under attack or is he just finally giving All Might the slip like we all know he SECRETLY PLANNED TO ALL ALONG oh my poor dumb angstmuffin

OMG AHHHHHHH WHAT

DID ALL MIGHT JUST FUCKING DIE LMAO NO OF COURSE NOT, BUT WHAT

WHAT IS HAPPENING OMG

THE FUCK IS THAT. AT LEAST IT’S NOT A NAIL

OH IT’S A SPEAKER!! OMG DID THEY TAKE ALL MIGHT HOSTAGE

“THEY’RE HERE” WELP, TIME TO SEE JUST HOW SHITTY THIS SHITTY PLAN REALLY IS LOL

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

SHE!!!!

omg. AND OVERHAUL JUST CHILLING THERE IN THE BACKGROUND ALL “WHAT DO YOU EVEN WANT ME TO DO I’VE GOT NO FUCKING ARMS” YEAH GOOD RIDDANCE LOL

DOES THIS GIRL HAVE ONE GIANT LEG OR WHAT, LIKE WHAT’S THE DEAL HERE

-- HOLD UP WAIT, THE GUN IS HER ARM, HOLY SHIT SHE CAN TURN INTO A GUN -- OKAY HOLD UP BECAUSE I NEED TO SAY THAT IN BIGGER TEXT BECAUSE !!!!

YOU GUYS, THE COOL TARTARUS GIRL IS BACK AND HER QUIRK IS “CAN TURN INTO A FUCKING GUN.” THIS IS NOT A DRILL!! MY BEST GIRL MT. GUN IS FINALLY BACK ON THE SCENE WITH HER QUIRK “CAN DO ANYTHING A GUN CAN DO.” “I HEARD Y’ALL WENT AND NAMED ONE OF YOUR HEROES ‘GUNHEAD’ EVEN THOUGH HIS HEAD ISN’T EVEN A GUN, LIKE WTF IS UP WITH THAT LET ME SHOW YOU HOW IT’S DONE” DANG OKAY

lmao only fifteen pages this week, and STILL NO KACCHAN (THEN WHO WAS PHONE!!!), but man I don’t even care because finally we’ve got a cliffhanger that’s actually deserving of being a cliffhanger! hot dog. okay then

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Hi if you’re comfortable with Writing MIDORIYA has a crush a on reader and all might notice so he help them get together

Hello! I'm so sorry this took a while to get to. I took another writing break but im back to write this request! It is a bit cheesy, I'm not really sure how to write All Might but I wanted to take a crack at it so I hope you enjoy this silly piece!

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Matchmaker

Word Count: 3,400

Relationship: Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

"Sorry I'm late," Izuku slid into the chair, a bit out of breath from running the whole way to the restaurant. "There was a small incident I had to take care of."

"No worries, I've only been here a few minutes myself." Yagi gave his pupil a warm smile. "I hope everything was resolved?"

"Oh yeah, it was just a purse snatcher. Nothing big." He waved it off, grabbing the water in front of him.

The café was a nice little hole in the wall Izuku had found a few weeks ago. It was hardly ever busy, even during the lunch rush hour, so it was easy to stop by to grab a quick bite. When he mentioned it to Yagi, it sort of turned into their informal weekly get-together spot. With Izuku's hero career on the rise, he was finding himself busier and busier every day, which meant he couldn't see his mentor as often. So he always looked forward to their lunch dates.

"Back again?" your bright voice said between them. "You fellas are like clockwork."

Izuku, mid-sip, turned to you and nearly choked on his water. They'd been coming here for three weeks now and for the third week in a row, you'd been their server. Maybe it was the way you smiled at him or maybe it was the way you always snuck quick glances at him from across the room, but Izuku's brain always seemed to turn off around you.

He didn’t even realize he'd spilled his water until you pulled a towel from your apron to wipe up the puddle on the table. Izuku stammered out an apology as he looked up at you, cheeks tinged cherry red at his fumble, but you only smiled in return.

"It looks like you could use a minute, I'll go get another water for you." And with that, you took the soaked towel and half-empty cup, disappearing from his tunnel vision.

"You alright?" Yagi tried to keep his serious face on, but he couldn't help the twinkle in his eyes because he was right. Now he just needed his plan to go off smoothly. The only problem; Izuku was anything but smooth.

"Uh…yeah," he said, inspecting his wet shirt. "Sorry, I don't know what happened."

The young pro glanced around the small café. It was pretty empty, which wasn't all the unusual. The few patrons the place did have were scattered about and none seemed to have noticed his little blunder.

"Don't sweat it my boy, it happens." The retired hero checked his cell before pocketing the device. "It's going to be a beautiful weekend, do you have plans?"

"I've picked up a few extra shifts on Saturday for Oxman."

Izuku didn't bother with the menu, he always ordered the same thing. Instead, he tried to dab the water out of the soaked fabric, completely oblivious to you approaching the table for the second time.

"You picked up more shifts? For Saturday?" This was throwing a wrench into Yagi's plans. "Don't you think you should take a break? You've been overworking yourself lately and-"

"I've got fresh water for-" Izuku flinched and before you could even finish the sentence, his arm knocked the glass out of your hand, spilling the contents on the table in a mini waterfall.

Both men jumped up as water cascaded over all four sides. This time, it did catch the attention of the other customers. All eyes on them, Izuku flushed, profusely apologizing for the mess as he grabbed as many napkins as he could.

"Calm down, It's alright," you laughed it off, picking up the dripping menus. "I'll just move you to another table. No worries."

The thought of staying any longer after he so thoroughly embarrassed himself, especially in front of you, was torture. No, he had to get out of here before he messed anything else up.

"I'm sorry, uh, I'm, I have to- uh, I have to go," was all he managed to say before he darted from the building at lightning speed.

Yagi sighed and pulled his phone out, typing furiously. He'd expected a few kinks, but this was quickly going south. No, he could salvage this still. He just needed to adjust his plan. Oxman's sector usually ran through Kinro Park. That could work.

"Sorry about the mess," Yagi sighed, crossing his arms.

"It's fine, but is he alright?" You couldn't help but stare out the door that Izuku bolted from.

"The life of a hero." He turned to you. "He's been working so much and unfortunately he'll miss the festivities on Saturday."

"What festivities?" You cocked your head, focusing on him.

"Oh, you didn't hear?" He smiled. Yes, this could work.

Saturday came all too quickly and Izuku found himself in Kinro Park, a large expanse of land that many people flocked to during warm days such as this one. It had everything: ponds, trails, bridges, forests, etc. The park was crowded today with all sorts of people trying to enjoy the nice weather.

An hour into patrol and the only things he'd done so far was catching a stray balloon from floating away and retrieving some phones people had dropped in a few ponds. Not very exciting, but it was nice to have a few days where he didn't have to fight super-powered villains. Small things like these were also part of being a hero.

When he wasn't saving phones from drowning, he thought back on the events that happened earlier that week. Replaying the disaster at the café over and over in his head. How could he possibly go back now? Especially when he acted like a bull in a china shop around you. He was a pro hero for goodness sake, nothing should be able to beat him, yet there you were, taking him down with a single disarmingly cute smile. What was wrong with him?

Lost in thought, he hadn't realized he had walked down one of the smaller trails that lead towards an even smaller grove where a couple of picnic tables were scattered about the grassy area. This trail was a lesser-known path that lead into the heart of the forest, but hardly anyone ever came here simply because the dirt path was so obscure and overgrown, most didn't bother. He was about to turn back when he heard a crack and a startled yelp.

Without a second of hesitation, he kicked it into high gear, racing into the grove to see someone hanging off a branch, halfway up a large oak tree. The mostly broken-off branch they were hanging on was too thin to support anyone's weight so it was only a matter of time before it completely gave way. When the branch finally snapped, Izuku was there, catching them bridle style, midair with ease. What he was not expecting was to come face to face with you: hair ruffled, eyes wide, and a tight grip around his neck.

"Deku!" you whispered a bit breathless. "Thanks."

You knew his name. Sure he was a hero on the rise, but he wasn't a top pro yet and in his opinion, no one very recognizable. Baffled by the recognition, he could only stare and stumble slightly when he landed.

"Deku?" you said again, cocking your head slightly as he still kept a solid grip on you once you were back on the ground. "Are you alright?"

That broke him out of his trance. "I think I should be asking you that." Setting you on your feet, he stepped back to give you some space, even as he wished he could stay closer. "Are you alright?"

Inspecting yourself for injuries, you shrugged with a lopsided smile. "Well, I'm still in one piece thanks to you."

"If you don't mind me asking, um, what were you climbing the tree for anyway?"

Snapping your fingers and turning to the tree again, you pointed near the top. "My bag. I don't know how but I set it down on the table and I turned my back for like one second and suddenly it's all the way up there. All my stuff is in there, I can't get home without it." You sighed and turned to him. "And of course, the day I decide to come all the way out here for this festival, I get lost and now my bag is stuck in a tree."

"What festival?" Izuku had been all over this park and he'd heard no talk of a festival happening today.

"All Might told me about it." You looked shyly at Deku. "He said you'd be too busy working to go so he gave me one of his tickets, but those directions were so confusing and I wound up here."

Izuku definitely didn't remember plans to go to any festival with Yagi this week. Although, there was an event happening in the park next week to showcase a new play in the newly refurbished amphitheater. Yagi had been given tickets and he invited Izuku as his plus one. But he would hardly call that a festival and besides, that was next week.

"The tickets in my bag. Maybe you can make sense of those directions?" You perked up, pointing to the swaying bag high up in the tree. "Also, my only way home is in there, so I kinda need it back."

"Right, I'll get it, hold on," he said and easily made the tall leap to swipe the bag off the branch. When he landed, he handed it to you with a nervous smile. "Safe and sound."

"Thank you Deku, really," you said, brushing off a few stray leaves, "I know it was probably stupid to climb the tree, but I am glad you got here when you did. You really saved me there."

"I'm glad I could help." There was a slight linger in the shared gaze before he broke it off shuffling his boots. It was like his body suddenly had no idea what to do around you. "Um, did you say All Might gave you tickets?"

There was a spark in your eyes at the name. "Well, I know you're probably used to it, but when All Might offered them to me, how could I say no? It's All Might!" Even in retirement, All Might was still just as popular.

The fact that you seemed so giddy about it all only made Izuku's heart beat faster. You were excited by heroes just like he was, or rather, still is. But this time, in your eyes, he was one of those heroes.

After digging through your bag, you produced the small ticket and showed it to Izuku. "The map is on the back, but I can't really make sense of it. It almost looks like it was drawn from memory or something. The festival looks like it should be here in this grove, but obviously, that can't be right."

Izuku inspected the ticket. It seemed normal enough, but after a close examination, he could see a small second layer on top of the paper. A quick scratch at it revealed a sticker that when peeled back, showed the actual ticket for the theatre event next week. Just what was Yagi trying to do?

"What is that?" you grabbed the ticket, peeling the rest of the sticker off. "It's a fake? Why would All Might give me a fake ticket?" This time you looked to Izuku for the answer, but he was just as confused as you.

"It's a real ticket, just not to the right event." Izuku crossed his arms. "I don't know why he would do that."

"Great," you sighed, slinging the bag over your shoulder. "Well, I guess there's no reason to stay here. Thanks again Deku, you know, for saving me and all."

He rubbed the back of his head with a lopsided smile. "Anytime. I need to get back to patrol, but if you decide to climb anymore trees anytime soon, I'll be around."

That got a hearty laugh from you and you lightly pushed his shoulder as you walked past him. "Careful hotshot, you're giving me ideas." That got a small blush from the hero. "And if you decide you're hungry again, I'll be at the café." With a wink, you readjusted your bag and headed towards the trail.

Izuku stood there, at a loss for words as you stepped onto the path. What was he supposed to do now? Did you seriously want him back at the café after the catastrophe he left you with last time? A thousand thoughts zipped through his mind so fast he had to remind himself to breathe.

Another startled yelp brought him out of the whirlpool of thoughts he was drowning in and he looked up. There, blocking your exit, was a small drone with a blue glow fading in and out on the top. It was a familiar design he would recognize anywhere: Mei Hatsume. Why one of her drones was out in the middle of the forest was anyone's guess.

"Target locked." A mechanical voice rang out from the small device.

"Uh, is this thing yours?" you asked, slowly backing away from it.

"Engaging enemy," the voice said before two prongs jutted out the front, each sparking with electricity.

Izuku moved so fast you didn't even realize he'd put himself between you and the drone until green filled your vision, his hand rested reassuringly on your arm. Your focus quickly left the drone and turned to his face, or what you could see of it. Jaw locked, eyes narrowed, and a warm hand melting into your skin. This was the closest you'd been to the pro and despite the seemingly dangerous threat in front of you, you didn't feel in danger. Not with Izuku around.

"Whoops, my bad!" Yagi popped his head out from behind the bushes to your right, holding a large remote in his hand. "I'm so sorry about that!" He said, messing with the full panel of buttons. It seemed like overkill for such a small drone, but if this really was Mei's then that would actually make a lot of sense. Yagi didn't seem to understand what any of the buttons did and resorted to button smashing. That was a bad idea.

The machine sparked and glitched in the air, the prongs jutting back in and out a few times. When it finally stilled, the gentle blue darkened to a deep red and the electric prongs were replaced by small turrets. "Activating instant kill mode."

"All Might!" Izuku warned, gripping your arm tighter in case he needed to make a quick escape.

"I've got it! I've got it!" He, in fact, did not have it. But he did continue his rapid button mashing and one of them must've been the off switch because the device immediately beeped twice and crashed ungracefully to the ground. "See, everything's fine!"

"Who puts instant kill mode on a drone?" you breathed, your own bruising grip on Izuku's shoulder not letting up.

Izuku's guard still up, he let go of you to inspect the device lying lifelessly on the ground. When he was satisfied that it was powered down, he turned his glare towards Yagi, who was still standing sheepishly in the bushes.

"What is going on?" you asked, puzzled by pretty much the entire situation.

Izuku marched towards his mentor and grabbed his arm, hauling him out of the bushes. The man didn't put up much of a fight as Izuku lead him a little farther away, holding a hand telling you to wait where you were for just a moment. When he was out of earshot, he looked up at the retired hero.

"What was that?"

"I was just testing out a drone for young Hatsume," Yagi forced a smile, "It was a failure."

"There's something…strange going on with you lately." Izuku glanced back at you, who had ventured closer to the drone in curiosity. "Why'd you give her that ticket? And why'd you cover it up with a fake event?"

Yagi cocked his head, trying to figure out the best way out of this. "Well, I- um I was just trying to help."

"Help with what?"

The older man let out an exhausted sigh. "It's obvious what's going on between the two of you, but I don't think either of you sees it. Ever since you met that girl, you've been distracted. I was just trying to…speed things along."

Izuku blinked, registering the information before he stepped back, face red. "Wait, so you were trying to-to, play matchmaker?" The thought filled the poor hero with such a heavy embarrassment that All Might of all people was interfering with his…love life.

Yagi groaned and rubbed his face. "No, well sort of. Look, I'm sorry, I just, you were getting so lost in your work that you were neglecting other aspects of your life. I didn't mean to go this far, I just wanted you to realize what was in front of you." He placed his hand on Izuku's shoulder with a sigh. "I was exactly like you at your age. Wanting nothing more than to be the hero that everyone could rely on. But at the cost of a personal life. I'm not saying to abandon your goals, but don't make the same mistakes that I did."

Izuku was only half-listening, too focused on the fact that his mentor, a man he considered a father figure, was trying to set him up with you. You, the one person who turned his stomach into a butterfly sanctuary. The person who seemed to unbalance him with a single look. The person who constantly filled his mind- maybe Yagi had a point. But that didn't make it any less awkward.

"So the bag-"

"Was me."

"The tickets?"

"I thought once you realized the mistake, you'd take her to the show instead."

"And the drone?"

"You were letting her walk away, it was a last resort." He looked down at the controller. "Although, I probably should've practiced more with it. Hatsume makes these things so complicated."

"Deku?" you called, looking a bit uncomfortable, standing alone with the deactivated drone.

"I-" he shook his head. "We'll talk about this later." He pointed to the controller. "And give that thing back to Hatsume."

Yagi nodded but grabbed Izuku's shoulder as he turned to leave. "I'm sorry for the trouble I caused, but you have a chance here my boy, don't squander it."

Izuku looked at Yagi's hand and nodded. "I- I know you mean well Toshi, but I'm grown up now." When Yagi's face fell with a defeated nod, the young hero waved his hands. "But I'm grateful you care so much. Thank you, I can handle it from here."

A small smile made its way onto his face. "I know you do my boy. Go get her."

With a nod, Izuku jogged back over to you, checking you over. Yagi watched the two of you for a moment before blending back into the trees. It seemed the two of you needed privacy.

"Well this has been a weird day," you said when Izuku came back. "Does this happen often for you?"

"This was definitely a first," he admitted. "I'm sorry about that."

"It's alright. You'd never let anything bad happen." you shrugged. "It'll make for an interesting story though. Um, why was All Might hiding in the bushes with a drone?"

"He has too much free time on his hands nowadays." The pro hero muttered, glancing back to the tree line. "Um, so about that ticket, it's actually for next week. I was just thinking, I have one too, so if, uh, if you were interested, we could go together."

"Well I sure can't waste this ticket, after all we went through for it," you grinned. "That sounds fun."

A huge wave of relief washed over him at your acceptance. "Great," he sighed with a smile. "You know, in case some other crazy defective device comes along, I can walk you to your car if you'd like?"

"Wow, a hero and a gentleman." you looped your arm through his. "I'd like that very much.”

It took all of Izuku's training and willpower to stay calm as you leaned into him, getting comfortable for the long walk back. Neither of you noticed a pair of dark blue eyes on you as you left the clearing, excitably holding onto the defective drone because despite the setbacks, his plan had actually worked.

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