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shoto-chann · 27 days

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The UA Easter Games

My Hero Academia

Description: At the request of the Class 1A and 1B girls, UA is hosting their first ever UA Easter Games. Everyone is so excited to participate and celebrate the day with their friends. Of course, what's a celebration without a little mischief?

*Contains mild swearing

Happy Easter, everyone!

"COME ONE, COME ALL! GET READY FOR A DAY YOU'LL NEVER FORGET!" Present Mic continued on his rant about how excited he was and how excited everyone else should be. As everyone gathered to the meeting site, Aizawa (forced by Present Mic and All Might) took over. "I'm sure you're all aware by now why you're here. A couple of students from 1A and 1B made a request a couple of months ago to hold an event for the school on this day. With the approval of Principal Nezu, the teachers are happy to announce that today marks the official UA Easter Games" Aizawa said with his usual monotone and unenthusiastic voice. Some of the students started clapping, others were whispering about the way Aizawa delivered the news that was supposed to be exciting, and some (*cough* bakugo *cough*) didn't care about the news at all. "The Games will hold three events, just like the sports festival. The first event will be a cook-off. The second event will be a fashion show. And the third will be an Easter egg hunt. The class with the most points by the end of the day wins" Aizawa was just about to walk away, but a student raised their hand. "Mr. Aizawa, how does the point system work for the Games?" The student asked. Aizawa looked over at the student and spoke up. "Seeing as how it's a team effort for entire classes, the teachers have a scoring system. A rating system from 1-10. Each event is worth 10 points, and based on how you and your class do during each event, you could earn 8 points, 9 points, or 10 points. Any scores that are a 7 or under is immediate disqualification."

Some of the students murmured to each other about the whole thing. Yaoyorozu spoke up next. "I see. So the lowest amount of points needed per round would be 8. But there would be other factors to consider for points besides winning, right?" "Correct. Besides completing the event, the teachers will watch out for three factors: communication, coordination, and completion. After scoring you on those categories, the teachers will average your scores, and whatever score you get will determine if your class passes or fails. As you mentioned earlier, Yaoyorozu, the lowest you can get is 8 points. That's the minimum you need to pass the event." Aizawa said. The students started talking about how excited they were to do this and win. "What are you all standing around for? The Games have already started" Aizawa said. And with that, every student rushed out to prepare for the first event.

The entire day was a huge blur of fun. The first event was a little rocky since everyone spent half the time trying to find stuff to make. It ended with more than half the school getting eliminated. Them came the second event: the fashion show. This one ran more smoothly and had the teachers choose the finalists carefully. Eventually, it all came down to two classes: class 1a and class 1b.

"Okay, our selected finalists are class 1a with 19 points and 1b with 18 points. Now on to the final event." Aizawa said. Both classes waited with anticipation for the last event, the one they were most excited for all day. "The teachers went ahead and hid Easter eggs all around UA. Your job is to try and collect the most for your class. Feel free to do whatever, but you're not allowed to physically hurt the other class in any way, or else your entire class is disqualified. Now get lost and have fun." And both classes zoomed off in search for the eggs.

*FIVE MINUTES LATER*

After a while of searching, Monoma and Tetsutetsu sat down. "This is so boring," Tetsutetsu said with a huff. "This stuff is for babies. I'm a man. Men don't go around searching for Easter eggs." "Oh, calm down, Tetsutetsu," Monoma said. "Although I agree that this is beneath us, it's important that we beat class 1a and prove that we're better than them." "And how do we do that?" "Easy. We take the eggs that they found." Tetsutetsu perked up. "But isn't that cheating?" Monoma chuckled. "Oh not at all, my friend. Mr. Aizawa said so himself. We're allowed to do whatever as long as we don't physically hurt anyone. All we'd be doing is crushing their spirits and making them see that we're the better class!" Monoma laughed. "So, Tetsu, you in?" "Hell yeah! Let's do it!"

The rest of the game, the duo took some eggs from class 1a without them noticing, and class 1b started to win. Now, they were hiding inside the dorm rooms, waiting for someone in class 1a to walk by so they could take more eggs. And as luck would have it, two members of class 1a walked in: Hunter and Ojiro. Both seemed to be chatting about something, but Monoma and Tetsutetsu couldn't tell what until the 1a boys sat down on the couch. "What do you think the prize will be?" Hunter asked. "Who knows? It could be a trip to the beach, a free movie night, no homework for a month" Ojiro said. "Nah, Mr. Aizawa isn't that generous." "Well, you never know, Hunter." The two continued to talk while the hiding 1b boys took their eggs from their Easter baskets. The 1a boys were oblivious to what was happening and continued talking. "You have any plans after this egg hunt is over, Oji?" "Not really. Why do you ask?" "I was thinking maybe we could hang out and play some games instead of having to stay in our rooms the rest of the day doing nothing." Ojiro thought about that for a moment. "That doesn't sound too bad. Would it be okay if I brought my own game?" "Of course, Ojiro. What's the game called?" Ojiro slightly smirked. "It's one I made up with Midoriya. It's called...TICKLE ATTACK!" Ojiro used his tail to quickly tickle Hunter's back. Hunter squealed and quickly caught Ojiro's tail. "Ohohojiroho!" Ojiro laughed. "Sorry, I couldn't resist the opportunity." Hunter playfully rolled his eyes. "Whahatever" Both 1a boys laughed. Just then, Hunter felt something was off. It was as if someone was watching them. Or rather, it was multiple someones.

"It's not nice to eavesdrop on others, you know" Hunter said as he quickly got up and grabbed Monoma and Tetsutetsu from behind the couch. Both 1b boys grunted as they landed on the couch. Ojiro jumped in surprise at this. "Monoma? Tetsutetsu?" "What are you two doing here?" The 1b boys looked at each other and exchanged a silent message. "We're just looking for Easter eggs" Monoma chuckled as he pulled out an egg that was in Ojiro's basket. "Hey, that looks like the egg I found" He said. Ojiro looked over behind the couch at the 1b boys' baskets. "They've been stealing our eggs!" Hunter looked over and saw that it was true. "That is messed up. Both of you are gonna give us and our friends the eggs that you stole" Hunter's demanded. Monoma laughed. "As if we'd do such a thing. This is a competition. We'd never give up the chance to win against your class and destroy you!" "I'm serious, Monoma. You have one chance to do it" Hunter said. "You can kiss my ass!" Monoma bit back. This time, Hunter and Ojiro exchanged glances and a silent conversation. They smirked and looked back at the 1b boys. "Well then, I guess we'll have to convince you to give them back."

With one fell swoop, Hunter and Ojiro pinned Monoma and Tetsutetsu to the ground and started tickling them. "Hahahahahaha! Stahahahap! Stahahap thihis!" Monoma laughed as Ojiro targeted his sides. Hunter went for Tetsutetsu's hips, making him squeal and wiggle like crazy. "STAHAHAP! IM SOHOHORRY!" "Damn. I'm barely touching you, and you're already begging for mercy. You must be one extremely ticklish baby" Hunter teased. "IM NOHOT A BAHAHAHABY! IM AHA MAHAHAHAN!" "Last I checked, men don't squeal and giggle like a toddler when they see the tickle monster" "DOHOHON'T SAHAY TIHIHIHIHICKLE!" "Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle" Tetsutetsu only laughed harder. "You must like being tickled if you're not activating your quirk" Hunter pointed out. Tetsutetsu tried to tell Hunter to shut up, but his words were replaced with cackles. Poor Monoma wasn't fairing any better. Ojiro was using his tail to lightly tickle his knees and used his hands to target his belly. "STAHAHAHAP! THIHIHIS HUHUHURTS!" Monoma lied. "You laughed when you get hurt? Strange" Ojiro responded as he tickled faster. "PLEHEHEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAHAN'T! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" "Then give us the eggs" "NEHEHEHEVER!" This went on for about ten minutes before Tetsutetsu caved in. "FIHIHIHINE! I GIHIHIVE UHUP! MEHEHEHERCY!" "You promise to give back the eggs?" Hunter asked, slowly dragging his nails across Tetsutetsu's abs. "YEHEHEHEHES!" "I don't believe you" Hunter started tickling Tetsutetsu mercilessly, aiming for his belly button and thighs. Tetsutetsu screamed and kicked and squirmed, trying to fight back on any way he could, but he felt trapped under Hunter's wiggling fingers that seemed to be all over his tickle spots at the same time. Ojiro picked up on what Hunter was doing and started tickling Monoma mercilessly, targeting his hips and feet. That barely lasted a few seconds before Monoma started begging. "WAHAHAHAIT! IM SOHOHORRY! I'LL GIHIHIHIVE THEHE EHEHEHEGGS BAHAHACK! JUHUST STAHAHAHAP! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! OHOHOJIRO!" Ojiro smirked and looked over at Hunter. "Should we show mercy?" "Yeah, we should. Any longer, and we might actually hurt them" Hunter said as they both stopped tickling the 1b boys. Monona and Tetsutetsu got time to catch their breaths after nearly 30 minutes of torture. Hunter and Ojiro stood over them and watched. "You two done giggling like four year olds yet?" Hunter teased. Monoma and Tetsutetsu just glared at him with a goofy grin on their faces. "As you agreed, you'll give us back all the eggs that you stole" Hunter said. "Plus some of your eggs just for making us go through all that trouble" Ojiro added. "So if you don't mind-"

Hunter was cut off by Tetsutetsu tackling him onto the couch. Ojiro tried to help Hunter, but fell to the ground cackling immediately when Monoma grabbed his tail and tickled it without any shred of mercy. Tetsutetsu dug his now cold metal fingers into Hunter's ribs, causing him to shriek and squirm violently. "WHAHAHAHAT THE HEHEHEHELL?!" "Did you think we weren't gonna get our revenge?" Tetsutetsu asked as he tickled Hunter faster. Ojiro was rolling on the floor dying of laughter because of Monoma's relentless attack. "MOHOHONOMAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!" "I don't think so, tail boy. You made a fool out of us, so it's our turn to do the same to you" Monoma laughed evily as he continued to tickle the hell out of the tailed hero. And unlike the 1a boys who showed mercy, the 1b boys went for their worst spots instantly and never let up for a second. They had the 1a boys crying with laughter by the time they stopped tickling them. Before the 1a boys could recover, the 1b boys left with the eggs. Class 1b ended up winning the UA Easter Games and won a free paid vacation. Hunter and Ojiro ended up paying the price later for losing.

The End

I hope you enjoyed my first holiday tickle fic. I may end up posting a new fic before I post the requested demon slayer one I'm working on, but it's undecided. I'll keep you all updated on what happens.

That's all for now. Until next time,

❄️🔥shoto-chann🔥❄️ out

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lilspidermonkey · 1 year

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Bakugou x Reader Touch Chapter VI

This one took a little longer than i anticipated to post, but here it is!

This one does have a lemon scene in it, but with it being their first times, it’s not going to be anything too rough or intence, so I’m sorry about that!

If any spelling or grammer errors, all i can say is that words are hard!

The next morning was warm, the sun seemed extra bright, and the birds seemed to be in a good mood. The room was bright, despite the blinds, the sun-filled Bakugou’s room with warm light, the sounds of kissing echoing through the room. You were on top of Bakugou, cupping his face in your hands as you were leaning down kissing the boy, over and over. Bakugou had his hand on your hips, his fingers tickling your skin. He pinched at the fabric of the baggy shirt on your body, “Could’ve just taken one from the closet.” He grinned. You sighed down at him, “Like it better when I take it directly from you.” You teased. Bakugou tugged the shirt down, and you lean down with it, “So do I.” he whispered. You grinned and continued to make out with the boy. Bakugou’s hands slipped back to your hips under the shirt, but you shivered at feeling his fingers traveling further up to your waist. Sighing into the kiss, your voice trembling, Bakugou leaned up, to kiss you more before leaning into your neck. Feeling his lips, tongue, and teeth play with your skin, you trembled in his hold, your hands going into his hair. Bakugou leaned to your ear, “Want my hands to go higher? Or,” he slowly slipped one hand down from your waist, sliding it down past your hip and onto your ass, giving a good grope, “lower?” You jolted at feeling the grope, your back arching a little, you glared at the boy, “Pervert.” You grumbled. Bakugou grinned with sharp eyes, “Says the one not wearing pants.” He said. You scoffed, “You’re not wearing a shirt.” You pointed out. The boy shrugged, “You took it from me.” At your lack of response, the boy’s grin grew. He brought you back into the kiss, nibbling at your lip, pulling sounds from you. You pushed into Bakugou, you couldn’t help the frustration that you were feeling, you wanted him to just touch you, kiss you, everything. Bakugou hissed at the movement of your hips, you felt his body tremble, “Jesus, careful.” He grumbled. You smiled mischievously, loving to his ear, “Can’t handle it?” you whispered, biting his ear as you brought your hips over him again. The boy growled, his hold on your ass and waist tight. He glared at you as you pulled back to look at him, “You’re asking for it.” He breathed. You smiled, your blush was heating up your whole face. Reaching back, you grabbed Bakugou’s hand that was on your ass, guiding it to slip under the shirt. You held his other hand as you placed them both high up on your waist, you shivered, nervousness creeping up on you. Looking to the boy’s eyes, you could see past the excitement, that he was nervous as well. You sighed, “Bakugou…” you whispered. And that’s all that was needed, Bakugou brought you back to his lips, the hungry kiss making you moan. Going for your neck again, you leaned your head back, letting him access your throat as he kissed and bit it. As you just moaned a little louder, a knock was heard at the door. You almost screamed at them to fuck off, this happened too often, you were going to have to put a goddamn sign on the door for people to piss off and just leave a text. Bakugou groaned in frustration, “What!?” he yelled. “Hey man, you ready to go?” called Kirishima. Bakugou groaned, rubbing his face, “Fuck.” He looked up at you. “Me and Shitty Hair are supposed to study today.” You smiled with a sigh, “That’s okay, I promised Tetsu that I’d hang out with him.” You said. You climbed off the boy, and he reached over to grab your hand, his face not happy. Trying to hold back your laughter, you smiled and kissed the boy, “We talked about this. You’re not going to keep me from Tetsu. What if I told you to stop seeing Kirishima?” you asked. Bakugou shrugged, “Bye Shitty Hair.” He said. You raised your eyebrow at him, “Yeah right, he’s your best friend, face it.” You said. The boy grumbled looking off to the side, he knew you were right. You raised your hand to hook around his neck, and brought him closer, “Would it make you feel better to know that you’re the only one I do this to?” you said as you kissed his jaw. “Or this?” you went to his neck and kissed it as well. Leaning back you didn’t even have to say the words as you kissed his lips. Bakugou gripped your hand and brought his other hand to rest on your lower back, deepening the kiss. “Ahh, dude? You in there?” Kirishima’s voice carried through the door. Bakugou pulled away and groaned, leaning his head back, “Give me a second!” he yelled. You giggled, “If you’re that worried about it then…” your voice trailed off as you looked at Bakugou mischievously. When the door opened, Kirishima looked surprised to have his eyes drop down to meet yours. You smiled up at the boy, “Hi Kirishima!” you said. The boy blinked, and in realization of your appearance, blushed, “H-hi (Y/n)!” he said in embarrassment. At his embarrassment, you felt your own creep up. You blushed, “Well, I’ll leave you guys to it, laters!” you called and walked away. Kirishima watched as you retreated down the hall. Looking into the room, Kirishima saw Bakugou, his hand covering the lower half of his face, his cheeks red as he glared down at the side. Kirishima went red at seeing this, and the shirtless Bakugou, “Dude, was she wearing your shirt??” he asked. Bakugou rubbed his hand up and down his face, “Yes!!” he yelled.

After putting on a different shirt, Bakugou, and Kirishima were in the room, sitting on the floor with books around them. Bakugou was glaring off to the side, his leg bouncing, while Kirishima had his eyes darting from the table, to Bakugou, to the bed, and back again. Kirishima cleared his throat, “Sooo, things are going…well?” he asked. Bakugou growled, “Just shut up!” he groaned. With a ding, Bakugou looked at his phone, his expression fading from one of anger to hesitation and frustration. Kirishima looked the boy up and down, “I heard (Y/n) and Tetsutetsu are hanging out today.” The boy looked up from his phone and off to the side, a huff as a response. Kirishima gave a half smile, “Still upset over the whole thing with those two?” he asked. Bakugou sighed and ruffled his hair, “I dunno.” He said. The red-haired boy leaned on the table, “Do you think she has feelings for him?” he asked. Bakugou shot his head up, “Like hell she would go for a metal bastard like him!” he yelled. Kirishima laughed, “Okay, okay!” he said, putting his hands up. “Then…do you not trust her?” Bakugou grumbled, “It’s not that.” He rubbed the back of his head. “Jesus, I don’t know, it’s not even that big of a deal.” Kirishima smiled, “You like her.” He said. Bakugou glanced at him, then back to the ground. Kirishima’s eyes widened, “Wait, you,” he huffed a laugh, “You love her.” Bakugou cringed, “Shut up, Shitty Hair!” he said. The redhead rubbed the back of his head, “Does she know?” he asked. The blonde scoffed, “She might have an idea.” He said. Kirishima’s eyes widened, “You didn’t tell her!?” he yelled. Bakugou glared, “You really think I would say some cheesy shit like that?” he yelled back. Kirishima groaned, “Then how would she know?” he asked. Bakugou averted his eyes, and Kirishima’s eyebrow went up, “Wait, have you guys…kissed?” he asked. When Bakugou scrunched up his nose and just glanced at the bed, Kirishima blushed, “Did you guys…?” Bakugou glared, “Watch it, Shitty Hair!” he warned. He sighed and grumbled, “We haven’t done anything like that…not exactly.” Kirishima blinked, “Wait, are you still under the quirk accident?” Kirishima asked. Bakugou looked to his friend and then his hands, “I think? I don’t know, it’s not like how it was before. I can go pretty much a good few hours without her, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t want to be around her.” He shrugged. “But it’s not like I’m going to go into a panic. More like I just want her near me, I don’t want her to leave me.” Kirishima smiled at his good friend, “Bakugou, you’re totally not under the quirk anymore, you just have feeling for her.” He said. “How long have you felt this way?” Bakugou sighed, “I don’t know, Jesus, before the fight? I think? Fuck if I know, it’s felt like this for more than a few days, that’s all I know.” He said. Kirishima nodded, “Does she know you’re not affected anymore?” he asked, when Bakugou didn’t respond, the redhead groaned. “Dude!!” Bakugou groaned as well, “Back off! How the hell am I meant to tell her?” he yelled. Kirishima lifted his hands as he shrugged, “I dunno, maybe the exact way you just told me?” The blonde sighed, “Easier said than done.” He mumbled. Kirishima smiled at the boy, “You’ll be alright, I’m sure by now, (Y/n) is used to your personality, even way before this whole quirk accident.” He said. Bakugou huffed, “I know.” He said. Kirishima cleared his throat, “Sooo, do you have…protection?” he asked. The blonde's red eyes shot wide as he creaked his neck, the movement robotic-like, looking at Kirishima with death in his eyes, “What did you just say?” he spat. The redhead put his hands up, “Look man, I just want you to be careful, it’s normal for teenagers to…experiment…with the person they like.” He explained. Bakugou went red, from anger and embarrassment, “Shut up!! We’re not talking about this!!” he yelled.

You were sitting on the Tetsutetsu’s bed, Switch in hand as you played. Tetsutetsu sat on the floor, back against the bed, also holding a Switch in his hands, the two of you playing a game against each other. The boy cleared his throat, “Are we still not going to talk about it?” he asked. You sighed, “Are you still going to ask about it?” you asked in frustration. The boy looked up in thought, “Yeah, probably.” He nodded. Grumbling you laid your head down, “Ughhhh, okay, fine!” you gave in. The boy grinned and leaned his head back, “Awesome! Okay, so what’s with Bakugou’s shirt? And what’s with the bite on your throat?” he asked. Bakugou’s little nibbles on your neck were pretty light, so they weren’t visible. The bite on your throat, however, was not. It wasn’t overly dark, but it was noticeable for sure, and Tetsutetsu couldn’t take his eyes off it at first. You sighed, sitting up, “Things with me and Bakugou have…taken a few steps.” You said. Tetsutetsu turned, “As in…?” at seeing you just blush, his eyes widened. “Did you guys have-” Slamming your hands over his mouth, you cut him off, “No!” you yelled. You grimaced, “But…close.” Tetsutetsu’s eyes widened, “Whoa, so you guys are, y’know, together?” he asked. You rubbed the back of your neck, “Not exactly.” You sighed. The boy tilted his head, “Wait, hasn’t he told you he loves you?” he asked. You cringed a little, “No.” you said. He blinked, “Have you still not told him you’re in love with him?” he asked in shock. You almost gagged, “No!” you waved your hands. “I take it back, let’s not talk about it.” Tetsutetsu shook his head, “So neither one of you know how the other feels?” he asked. You sighed, “We have an idea…” you mumbled. The boy shook his head, “How exactly?” he asked. Bringing your knees to your chest you leaned against the wall, “He took me out yesterday to a food festival, and when we were talking, things kinda took a turn, and we kissed.” Rubbing your face, you sighed again. “And then more when we got to the dorms…and even more this morning.” Tetsutetsu’s eyes widened, “Whoa, but you guys haven’t…?” he trailed off. You groaned, “I mean, no, we haven’t.” you hid your face in your hands. “But I’m kinda sure it was heading in that direction. Things were getting heated, but Kirishima knocked on the door, which happens way too often, and I’m pretty sure things were going in that direction.” Tetsutetsu rubbed the back of his neck, “Hey, I’m sorry if this kinda upsets you, but is Bakugou still under that quirk accident you told me about?” he asked. You wrapped your arms back around your legs, “I think so. But I don’t think Bakugou would go this far if it was because of the quirk. If so, then I feel like it would’ve happened sooner.” You explained. The boy nodded, “I get where you’re coming from, and I don’t want you to think that he might not actually like you, cause I’m sure he does.” The boy looked down in hesitation. You smiled at him, “But you want to be sure that he likes me for me, and that it’s not just the quirk making him think he does.” You finished for the boy. He looked back up at you, “Yeah.” He stood up and joined you on the bed, “Sorry, I just don’t want to see you get hurt, that’s all.” You smiled at him and gripped his hand, “I know, but I know Bakugou, I’ll talk to him about it.” You said. The boy smiled as well, “You’re like my little sister, I can’t stand to see you getting hurt over a boy.” He said. You laughed, “Little sister? We’re the same age, you metal butt!” you said. The both of you laughed and you kicked him off the bed.

You got a text from Bakugou, telling you to come back for dinner. Excited, you took off from Tetsutetsu’s dorm, bumping into Bakugou in the front yard of the 1-A dorm. You smiled as you went over to him, “What’s for dinner?” you asked. The boy grabbed your hand and started walking, dragging you along, “Let’s go out for it.” He said. Looking down, you tried to stop the boy, “Hold up, let me get changed then.” You said. Bakugou turned to look you up and down and around your face, “You look fine.” He said. Giving him a look of disbelief, you huffed, “The hell I do, Bakugou, I’m wearing your shirt I slept in last night, I’m wearing my stay-at-home tracksuit pants, I haven’t touched my hair besides just throwing it up into a messy bun, and not the nice kind.” You listed off. Bakugou shrugged, “You look fine, I don’t see the issue.” He said, continuing to drag yours along with him. You blinked, “You don’t care that I look like this, with you, in public?” you asked. Bakugou raised an eyebrow in confusion, “Why the hell would I?” he asked. You hesitated, trying to find the words, “Wouldn’t it be embarrassing?” you asked. The boy huffed, “Why the hell should I be embarrassed with you being dressed comfortably? As long as you’re not dressed like a weirdo or a freak, I couldn’t care less.” He said. You watched the back of him as you followed with him, soon smiling. God, he wasn’t even aware of how much that actually made you so happy to hear. He didn’t take you anywhere fancy, which you preferred. It was a little American-themed diner, which you found so cute and bizarre. Sitting in a booth across from each other, you both laughed and talked and shared food and drinks together, you were even able to convince Bakugou to take a few pictures with you. After having something to eat, you both walked by a park, to which you couldn’t resist. You practically forced him to go to the playground, he thought it was dumb and childish, but from the smiles and laughter, you could tell he was having fun. Climbing to the top of a little animal-shaped igloo, you smiled, this was so much fun. You always had fun with Bakugou, well, mostly, but as much as he got on your nerves, you never regretted becoming his friend. Bakugou looked up at you, “Hey, Kindergartener, let’s go.” He called up. You smiled, “Catch me?” you asked. The boy looked unimpressed, “I’ll drop you so fast.” He threatened. Laughing out, you grinned at him, “Nah, I don’t think you will.” Taking a few steps back, you raced forward and jumped. “Here I come!” But despite his words, the boy easily caught you in his arms, making you laugh from the excitement, and proving the boy wrong. He looked down at you as you were in his hold, feet on the ground now, “You’re an idiot.” He commented. You grinned, “And yet you can’t stay away from this idiot.” You teased. The boy half smiled, “Whatever.” He said. You pretended to be surprised, “You didn’t deny it!” you laughed. He rolled his eyes, “Shut up already.” He said, giving you a kiss. Humming into the kiss, you relaxed into it, but you couldn’t get Tetsutetsu’s concerns out of your head, along with your own. Looking up at the blonde's red eyes, you sighed, cupping his cheek, “Can I ask you something?” you asked. The boy looked hesitant, but nodded, “Sure.” He agreed. You took a breath and sighed, “I just wanted to ask, so that I’m not just unnecessarily worrying.” You shrugged your shoulders, “Are you feeling the way you do about me, for me?” Bakugou’s eyes widened slightly, rubbing the back of his head, Kirishima’s words echoing in his head. He sighed, “You want to know if it’s the quirk making me think I’m feeling the way I am?” he asked. You shrugged one shoulder, “I know that it’s a little silly to question, but I guess I just kinda need to hear it confirmed with your own words?” you said, it sounded more like a question than how you planned. Bakugou watched your eyes, “Honestly, thinking about it, I don’t think the quirk has been in effect for a while now.” He said. You blinked, “What? For how long?” you asked. He sighed, “I don’t know, more than a few days? It’s not like I was fully paying attention to it.” He said rubbing the back of his neck. Taking a breath, you sighed, “Unnecessarily worrying.” You said, smiling up at him. “So does that mean, you actually have feelings for me?” The boy’s cheeks tinted pink, “You seriously going to bring that up?” he asked, avoiding your eyes. You grinned, “Of course I am.” You laughed. Bakugou gave an irritated pout, reaching his hand to cup your face, “You already know, so it doesn’t matter.” He said, inching closer. You put up your hand to block his lips from yours, “Nope! No kisses for you before you admit it!” you announced. The boy grumbled, “Jesus Christ, why does it matter so much? It’s fine right?” he asked. You just hummed, ignoring his stubbornness, “Maybe tonight I’ll even spend the night in my room alone, considering a certain someone doesn’t need it anymore, and hasn’t said anything about certain feelings.” You teased, walking off. The boy groaned loudly and reached out his hand to catch you while you were walking, “No one said I didn’t need it anymore.” He sighed roughly in defeat. “I guess I have feelings that are, more than what they would be for anyone else.” You turned to look at the boy, poor thing turning red and eyes locked on the ground. Giggling, you walked up to him, cupping his face in your hand, “I’ll settle for that.” You said, smiling. The boy lifted an eyebrow, “And you?” he asked. You bit your lip, “I obviously have ‘feelings that are more than what they would be for anyone else’ too.” You repeated. The boy grinned and leaned in to kiss you.

Going back to the dorm hand in hand, it felt a little different than all the other times, this time you both knew how you both felt about each other. It was like you guys were little pre-schoolers, giggling and smiling at each other happily while swinging your conjoined hands, you doing most of the swinging and giggling, but it was fine since Bakugou had no complaints about it, this time. Returning back to his room, you sighed, “I’ll quickly take a bath, I won’t be long-” But you were cut off at the door as Bakugou put his hand on it, blocking you from opening it. You turned to look up at him, but as he was blocking the door, he had also cadged you up against it. His eyes stared down at you, “You’re not going anywhere.” He said in a low voice. Your face flushed pink, shit his voice was amazing, “I wouldn’t be long.” You breathed out, not trusting your voice. The boy leaned down to kiss your neck, making you jolt, “I’m not letting you go.” He said, continuing to look at you with his sharp eyes. You licked your lips, your breath trembling, “Ever?” you asked. The boy just grinned down at you, swooping down to capture your lips with his in a rough kiss. And that was all the answer you needed. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and he put his hands on your hips. Nibbling on his lips, a groan escaped Bakugou’s lips, he bent down for a moment, only to pick you up by your waist, and instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his waist. Putting you back against the door, Bakugou continued with the deep kiss, pulling little moans from your lips. Wracking your hands through his hair, you pulled back for breath, but seeing the boy with his forehead exposed, thanks to your fingers, did something to both your head, and your lower region. Bakugou impatiently brought you back in for another kiss, pulling off the door, Bakugou had let you slip down back onto the ground. You both stumbled deep sighs in each other’s mouths as Bakugou helped in the removal of your pants. Taking a step back to admire your form, Bakugou grinned, “You look great in nothing but my shirt on you.” He said, a hint of a growl in his voice. You blushed but grinned, “Yeah, I’m not surprised, considering all the ogling you do.” You teased. The boy kept his smile as he grabbed you again, “When you first put it on while half asleep, I almost couldn’t take it.” He said. “Looked real good.” You titled your head, “Didn’t picture you for the ‘boyfriend shirt’ type.” You teased. “Not a kink I would’ve pinned you for.” The boy smiled mischievously, “Just wait.” He breathed. You blushed, a shiver going through your body at the attractiveness of the boy. He scooped you up again, bringing you up to his torso, and kissing you. You cupped his face and accepted all the kisses, instinctively wrapping your legs around his waist again. Bakugou brought you over to the bed, him crawling over to the middle on his knees, then laid you down, not roughly, but enough to make you do a little bounce. You giggled a little, the boy just looking down at you as he towered over you. Lifting his shirt over his head, your blush intensified. He sighed after getting the shirt over his head, pushing his hair back from his forehead, his cheeks tinted pink. Seeing his hair pushed back again, you bit your lip, squeezing your thighs together lightly. At your reaction, the boy’s smile grew, leaning down to put his hands under his shirt you were wearing, his hands warm on your bare skin. Pushing the shirt up, you leaned up to go along with helping in taking off the shirt. With both shirts on the ground, the boy looked down at you. His intense eyes made you a little shy, you covered yourself a little, being in just your bra and panties. The boy grabbed your hands, pinning them up above your head. Looking at him, you met his red eyes, keeping his gaze, he leaned down and caught your lips. Kissing you deeply, he moved to your jaw, then down to your neck. As he sucked and nibbled your neck, the sensations shot down your body. Heaving out some heavy breaths, Bakugou soon moved down your neck, going for your collarbone. With every movement, Bakugou brought your hands down with him. Finally reaching to the middle of your chest, the boy released your hands, bringing his to your waist, gripping at you to bring you closer. You moaned as the kisses went down your sternum. Bakugou’s hand moved up from your waist, going up and under your back. Feeling him going for the back of your bra, you arched your back, nervousness seeping into your chest. Feeling your nervousness, Bakugou pulled back to look at you, his face more flushed, “Trust me.” He whispered to you. You licked your lips then bit at your lower lip, giving him a small nod. At your nod, the boy leaned in to kiss you, continuing with his movements to remove your bra. Unclipping the back with small difficulty, the boy brought down the straps from your shoulders and slipped your bra off. Leaning back to look at you, a shiver went through his body, his face pink, but his ears and neck red. Moving your hands to rub up his chest, you titled your head, “Just going to stare?” you asked teasingly. At that, the boy grinned widely, sitting up to slingshot your bra across the room somewhere. You laughed at this, and the boy swooped in to steal kisses from you, “You’re an idiot.” You giggled. The boy put his hand through his hair, pushing it back again, “Your idiot.” He said. You grinned bashfully, looking away, “You’re such a dork!” you laughed. Bakugou leaned in close to you, whispering into your ear, “Your dork.” He said, then bit your ear. You moaned out, gripping onto his shoulders. The both of you slowly getting into a rhythm, kissing and touching. Things started to get a bit more serious. After leaving so many marks on your body, and you some on him, Bakugou tugged at your panties, sliding them off and throwing them over his shoulder. You blushed like crazy, but you were too excited to get too shy. Bringing the boy down to continue kissing, you lifted your leg, brushing up against Bakugou’s bulge. The boy flinched, groaning as he trembled. You grinned, continuing to rub against his bulge, the boy trembling and heavily breathed. He glared down at you, “Don’t tease me.” He said. Sliding his hands down your stomach, his fingers slipped under your panties. You flinched and gasped as the boy's fingers played around, feeling the wetness. He watched you, “You’re really wet.” He pointed out. You flushed and covered your face with your hands, panting uncontrollably from pleasure. Bakugou played with your entrance, before finally slipping two fingers in. Feeling this you moaned out, reaching one hand away from your face to grab his arm. The boy pushed his fingers in and out of you, a slow pace at first, but then increasing with each thrust. Hearing your moans, the boy took this as a good sign, he moved his hands slightly so that his palm was flush against your clit. The movement of his fingers causing his palm to stimulate your clit. You continued to moan, the pleasure making your head fuzzy. Soon, after a bit more touching and kissing, Bakugou leaned back, undoing his pants, and letting his bulge free. You blushed seeing it, your lowers throbbing intensely. Bakugou was breathing heavily as he moved your legs to either side of himself, getting your hips close to him. You felt him rub his hot member against your wet entrance, making your body tremble in anticipation. Bakugou looked down at you, “Ready?” he asked, almost out of breath himself. You looked at him, your body still trembling, nodding at him. The boy trembled himself, positioning himself, then with a few calming breaths, pushed himself into you, as slowly and gently as possible. You flinched, arching your back, hands flying to grip the bed sheets and Bakugou’s shoulders as you moaned out. The boy trembled and groaned, looking down at you, “You okay?” he asked. You nodded through your moans, “Yes..!” you moaned in response. Bakugou groaned again, feeling your tightness on him, “Let me know if I’m hurting you.” He breathed. Continuing, you could feel that it did hurt, but not too badly, more like a tight stretching sensation. As Bakugou set a steady pace, you moaned and gripped him, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. The boy blinked down at you, reaching over to wipe your tears away with his thumb. Feeling his hand, you pushed into his hand, enjoying his gentle touch. The pain slowly subsided, and all you could feel was pleasure. Bakugou leaned down to kiss you, fastening the pace. You moaned into his ear as he leaned his head against your shoulder as he thrust into you. Bakugou groaned, “I’m close..” he groaned into your ear. Your legs tightened around him, “Me too..!” you breathed. The boy leaned back, grabbing your hips, he started to thrust into you harder and faster. You moaned louder, the pleasure clouding your embarrassment. Hearing your cries of pleasure, the boy went even faster. You felt as if your vision was blurring from the pleasure, feeling your body temperature rise, and tingling. With a few more thrusts, Bakugou pushed you over the edge, making you cry out. Feeling your release, Bakugou leaned down feeling your fingers digging into his back, causing the boy to also finish. After a few extra thrusts, the boy stopped, breathing heavily together. He soon pulled himself out of you, pulling a whimper from your lips. Shaking from loss of energy and ecstasy, the boy collapsed onto you. You hugged him close as you both breathed heavily together, holding each other through each other’s highs. You were happy, you would never regret this. It was awkward, sexy, and fun, it made you feel closer than you ever have with Bakugou. You could feel tears building up again, but you just gripped the boy tighter. Bakugou leaned his head up, staring at you as he wiped the tears away from your eyes, “You regretting it already?” he asked. You knew he was half joking, but it made you a little upset. You shook your head, “Never.” You looked him in the eyes. “I’m just really happy.” The boy smiled down at you, “Being all corny now, huh?” he teased. That made you chuckle, “Shut up, dork.” You laughed. Bakugou grinned at you and leaned down for a kiss. You hummed into the kiss, pulling him as close to you as possible.

-Chapter VI Fin-

#bakugou katuski x reader #Bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bnha #mha #x reader #y/n #teasing #fluff #first time #lemon #recovered #love #makeout #kirishima #tetsutetsu

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parkerthewaterbender · 2 years

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Awfully enough, I think Tetsutetsu does something similar to what Kirishima does to his hair. Not like doing the same hairstyle he has but more like... dyeing his hair. I like to think it used to be black but since he prolly wanted something new, he colored it silver. This scenario made me trigger another one.

Tetsu noticed his hair roots growing out one day, so he went shopping with his class B for hair dye and additional stuff. While everyone else went to look for food, toilet paper, hand soap and what not; tetsu went to the hair dye section of the supermarket.

Obviously finding silver dye was something that happened once every full moon, heck finding any unnatural color in a normal supermarket was rare. So he searched one part and found nothing. Then he turned to his right and finds Kirishima, with also his jet black roots growing out, looking for red hair dye.

I just imagine him being like :0 BRO!! and Kiri also screaming BROOO!! :D and looking for hair dye together.

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mhathotfic · 1 year

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I have to work but I just wanna daydream about being the cute daycare attendant that all the pro heroes have a fat crush on because mc of a fanfic logic. Like there’s gotta be a few that caters to solely heroes and others who work in the industry right?

Imagine the drama of not only liking your child’s care attendant but also all your allies and rivals have the same feelings so now every drop-off and pickup is a contest of vying for their attention.

Monday the Midoriya’s bring in thoughtful handmade cards from home that he and his kid worked on together.

Tuesday the Bakugou’s bring in sweets baked from scratch be “mini-me wants to be a baker” and definitely not because Mr. Bakugou is trying to outdo Mr. Midoriya

The next two days is surprisingly quiet then Friday Mr. Todoroki paid for the entire facility to have a pizza party. Mr. Kirishima bought new playground equipment and it seems Mr. Tetsutetsu had the same idea and it eventually just gets to be whole mess of preening peacocks trying to impress someone they don’t even know is single or not.

Then Saturday after sorting the headache out, the Ashido’s show up with a cup of coffee and a slice of cake for them and do hand over properly before Mina asks if they maybe like to go to the cafe she got the treats from because she’d love to know them better and they agree with an enthusiastic yes.

Mina walks out past the men who’s been causing all the drama like she has the biggest fattest dick out of them all.

#bnha bakugou #bnha midoriya #bnha todoroki #bnha kirishima #bnha tetsutetsu #bnha mina #fluff #bnha fluff #pretty petra

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cinnabun-faerie · 2 years

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MHA Boys Reactions: Seeing their crush or s/o wearing their clothes (Part 2)

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Featured Characters: Dabi, Hawks, Mezo Shoji, Neito Monoma, Shota Aizawa, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Tomura Shigaraki

Warning: Slightly suggestive (for Dabi & Shigaraki)

You can find part 1 here !

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Dabi

"Take it off." "No."

He wasn't bothered by you wearing his clothes. In fact, you looked hot. However, he liked to pretend that it annoyed him. And your defiance always seemed to push his buttons. You knew that and so did he. It was a cat and mouse game that both of you loved.

"Alright, looks like I'm going to have to remove it myself." "If you can catch me first.

Hawks / Keigo Takami

Wow. You know that you gorgeous right? Even if you were just wearing something of his that was so casual. He just knows that once you put on his hero costume, he's gonna be done for. You just have some sort of spell on him.

Mezo Shoji

He gets a little flustered when he sees you. And despite part of his face being covered, you can still see his pink cheeks. His clothes were a bit big on you and you didn't seem to mind the other arm holes in the side. You said it was too lot and his clothes were comfy. He'd be glad but he would also not be able to stop thinking about you.

Neito Monoma

Well of course you'd want to wear his clothes. Have you seen his fashion sense? It's impeccable. And since it's you, he's fine with it. His ego would definately inflate when he sees you wear his clothes instead of someone else's.

Shota Aizawa

He was used to you borrowing stealing his clothes. But still every time he saw you, he just wanted to hold you and kiss you forehead. Just maybe you'd get a proper kiss from him if leaned how to use his scarf.

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu

Honestly you just look so amazing. And the fact that you are wearing his clothes just takes the cake. He's very up front and tells you how cute you look. He might even ask you if you'd mind going out with him like that. It would make him really happy if you did and he would even match with you.

Tomura Shigaraki

Well. You looked good. Was he going to admit it? No. Was he going to stop you? Also no. But when you start getting flirty with him, his hand might just slip and disintegrate the clothing.

#bnha #bnha fluff #bnha x reader #dabi x reader #hawks x reader #neito x reader #shoji x reader #shota aizawa x reader #tetsutetsu x reader #shigaraki x reader

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whoreinadegradingway · 11 months

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touch starved boyfriends

So I think there is a high possibility that people like Shinsou, Tetsutetsu and Izuku were all touch starved as kids and and the people never really showered them in physical affection.

People thought Shinsou and Izuku were freaks and that something bad would happen to them if they touched the poor boys. Tetsu on the other hand is literally made out of metal.

I feel like at one point they could all meet and have this shared connection.

I also feel like if any of them have a tuff day cuddles in Izu’s dorm because he will love on his boys so hard.

Also you can’t tell me that these boys aren’t like cats when it comes to affection.

#mha headcanons #midoriya izuku #mha shinsou #shinsou fluff #mha tetsutetsu #mha fluff

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ao3feed-bakusquad · 4 months

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#AO3 Link #FanFiction #AO3 Kiribaku #♥#Kiribaku #Bakugou Mitsuki #Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu #💎#💥#⚣#R:T #A:Hyuge #Dragon AU #Fantasy AU #Marriage AU #Fluff

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ficwritingnerd · 8 months

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🌙☕️Espresso Hearts and Celestial Dates ☕️🌙

Days 19-21: Falling, Moonlight, Coffee Shop

Words: 2,957

Tags: SFW, Bakugo-centric, Pining, Fluff

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scarlettriot · 1 year

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Here’s a short little fic just for Marqui @heroesfan101. Thank you for partaking in my Winter Writing Event! I really hope you love your NYE kisses ♡

I don’t think we need any warnings on this one. It just gets a little suggestive.

Word Count: 850ish

“I didn’t lie!”

You were currently yanking off the hoodie you had on, walking down the hall to your room. “Really? I remember asking you yesterday, ‘Tet, baby, wanna do anything for new years,’ and you said, ‘nah, let’s just stay in,’ and now you’re telling me we're gonna be late! Late for what!”

The silver-haired man chuckled and quickly walked down the hall after you, wrapping his arms around your middle when he caught up. “I know what I said. Just wanted to surprise ya.” He spun you to face him before you got to the closet. Holding you close and giving you a smile that never failed to make your heart skip a beat. “Can’t I surprise my girl every now and then?”

You rolled your eyes a bit but still rose up on tiptoes to kiss him. “‘Course you can. But, if I’m not allowed to know where we’re going, that means you need to help me figure out what to wear.”

His eyes lit up, “I’m on it!” This had to be one of Tetsu’s most favorite things to do. He absolutely loved picking out clothes for you to wear and you swear he’s never picked out a bad outfit in the time you two have been together. You look on from the archway to the walk-in closet where he’s facing your side, finger tapping his chin, lost in thought. “Got it,” He mumbles to himself and spots the dress first. A black number that hit just above the knee with a sparkly white hem. He also grabs your black leather jacket, some leggings, and a pair of sleek black boots too, and then looks at you with a brow raised, looking for your approval.

“Gonna help me put it on?”

If his eyes lit up before, they were now a blaze, “I’ll never say no to that!”

He knelt down first to help you step into the leggings, copping a feel once they slid over your ass. Then the dress, guiding one arm in and then the other, kissing your shoulders as he zipped the back. He sat on the edge of the bed and you propped a foot up on his knee, the boot already on, he only needed to zip it up as well.

Once you were ready, he made quick work of getting changed too. A well-tailored pair of dark slacks, and a navy button down, but of course, he took the time to roll the sleeves up past his elbows, claiming it’s uncomfortable if they’re down.

With jackets on, the two of you headed out for the evening.

“So, do I get to know where we’re going now?”

He hummed dramatically, like he still really had to think about it. But, you’re gonna figure it out soon enough. From inside his jacket pocket he pulled out an envelope and handed it over to you. Inside were two tickets, VIP, front row, center seats, to see your favorite band. “Tetsu… are you serious!? How!? They’ve been sold out for weeks!”

“Called in a favor.” He smirked, obviously proud. But, actually, it was more like a dozen favors but, damn, was it all worth it just to see the sparkle in your pretty brown eyes.

You were pulling up to the venue twenty minutes later, settling for valet parking, not wanting to miss a second of the show. There was a separate entrance for VIP and you were given wristbands and led right to your seats and before you knew it, the band was taking the stage.

From the moment music started to play, nobody remained in their seats. You were standing, swaying, and singing right along with your favorite songs and Tetsu was right there with you, albeit, a bit offkey, but his heart was definitely in it. He stood behind you at times, holding you close and singing words softly right into your ear, stealing a kiss every once in a while too.

Song after song played and your heart has never been quite so full. But, when there was just a minute remaining in the year, a countdown began, the whole venue joining in. The seconds ticked by and soon enough, cheers of HAPPY NEW YEAR, rang out. You would’ve joined them, but Tetsu’s lips were already slotted against yours. Way too happy to be entering into another year with you.

His fingers were caught up in your long, dark hair, teeth grazing your lower lip even as another song began, he just couldn’t help himself.

“Happy New Year, Marqui.” He murmured in your ear when you finally broke apart.

“Happy New Year to you too.” You tugged on his collar and brought his lips right back to yours, a bit more desperate than before. You felt his fingers flex impatiently on your hips and knew him well enough to know his hands were gonna be on your ass in a matter of minutes if you didn’t do something about it. “Wanna get outta here?”

He would’ve stayed until the very last song if that was what you were wanting, but, if you were offering… “Absolutely.” He grinned and took your hand, following you out, and right into the brand new year.

#scar’s winter event ⛄️#tetsutetsu tetsutetsu #tetsu fluff #Tetsu x OC #Tetsu x self insert

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SKDNFJDJAHAI lee monoma and lers keno and tetsutetsu with "Y'know, for someone annoyingly noisy, you have a cute laugh".

Oo yes please!!! I've gotcha anon!

“Gahehahahahahahha! Wahahhahhahahait! Whahahahahait dahahahhahamn yohohohou! Stahahahahhap it!”

Monoma was a mess of laughter, red cheeked and smiling like a goon. His wrists were held above his head by a smiling redhead while his ribs and belly were ambushed by an army of tickling fingers. He was sure he was gonna die.

“You know, for someone annoyingly noisy, you have a cute laugh.” Tetsutetsu mused, grinning when the blonde seemed to flush even more.

“Doesn’t he? And look at that smile- it’s like an angel!” Kendo cooed, curious on just how red they could make him.

“Shuhuhuuhuuhuhht uhuhuhuuhuhup! Ahehahahahahha! Gehehehehehehet bahahahhahahack wehehhehehehheench!”

“And a tongue as sharp as the devil it seems.” Kendou groaned, earning a snort from the other. “We’ll have to fix that.”

“Fiihihihihihix whahahahat-AH NOHOHOOHOHOHOHO!” Monoma all but squealed when Kendou gathered both wrists in one sized up hand, her normal one reaching down and tickling his armpits. “NOHOHOHOOHOT THE PIHIHIHIHIIHTS!”

“Noisy and cute! I think I’m in love!” TetsuTetsu cackled, dropping his hands to Monoma’s hips and squeezing gently. “I think I get why Kirishima likes that blonde kid so much now.”

“Oh? Are you confessing, Tetsu?” Kendou asked, grinning at the now blushing man.

“Possibly.” He admitted, earning a giggle from the girl.

“EHEHEHEHEHXCUUHUHUHUHSE MEEHEHEHEH WHAHAHHAHAHT?” Monoma asked through his mirth, eyes widening at the conversation taking place. Feeling merciful, the pair moved to less sensitive spots, keeping him giggly. “Whahhahahahhat are yohoohohohu sahahahhahaying?”

“Hey, Monoma? Wanna date?” TetsuTetsu asked, finally ending his tickles to give the other a break. Kendou followed suit, faking a phone call as she gave them privacy.

Monoma gasped for breath, hands on his belly as he looked up at the shiny student before him. “Ahhahahare you beheeing serious?”

“Odd time to ask but, yes.” TetsuTetsu nodded, smiling gently at the other. “I like you alot. Have for a while now.”

Monoma stared up at him, taking it all in. He was serious- the playful glint in Tetsu’s eyes held an unmistakable nervousness.

TetsuTetsu had asked him out.

And he…

“Okay.” He decided, feeling himself smile when TetsuTetsu nearly fell over. “I’d prefer to be asked out with flowers next time, but okay. We can date.”

TetsuTetsu lit up like a christmas tree, laughing as he fell into the grass beside him and hugged him close. “Thank you! I’ll be a great date, I promise!”

Monoma huffed and made halfhearted attempts to push him off, but he couldn’t deny the fluttering in his chest, nor the warmth that seemed to encase his entire being.

“I’m holding you to that.”

#sentence starters #mha/bnha #monoma neito #itsuka kendou #tetsutetsu tetsutetsu #Monotetsu #tickle #tickle dabble #fluff #rarepair #backlist sentence starters

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ao3feed-izuku-midoriya · 2 years

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Black Riot

Black Riot by Kuroyuki Kokuyoku

A baby is born, and Kirishima finds out that Izuku can give out godparent rights to his hatchlings if he puts in a good word to their parents.

Words: 700, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of Izuku's Murder Conspiracy

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Midoriya Izuku, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu

Relationships: Kirishima Eijirou & Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou & Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu

Additional Tags: Accidental Baby Acquisition, of the feathery godkid sort, Kirishima Eijirou is a Ray of Sunshine, Black Riot has two goddads, Mentioned Tokoyami Fumikage, Fluff and Humor

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41328309

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Izuku #♠#Izuku Midoriya #Eijirou Kirishima #Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu #A:Kuroyuki #Fluff

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raverin-2 · 10 months

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Just Confess Already | TetsuKami & ShinKiri | Preview

Summary: Tetsu and Kami are becoming the biggest headache for Eijirou and Hitoshi. Eijirou is usually okay, dealing with his best friends talking to him about their crushes together, usually, but three months of it… Well, he calls his own crush just to get out of having to hear Kami talk about his again.

Read now for $3.00 or $5.00 it’s up to you!

Or wait until July 15th for public access.

#Confessions #Denki is a GOOD FRIEND #Ei is a good friend #Getting Together #KamiTetsu #ShinKiri #angst to fluff #discussion of dates #flashbacks #getting together?#mentions of back. relat-#minor angst #pining #whining #hitoshi shinsou #hitoshi x eijirou #eijirou kirishima #tetsutetsu tetsutetsu #denki kaminari

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parkerthewaterbender · 2 years

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since today’s the birthday of our favorite himbos, why not celebrate this day with a bit of fanart from yours truly? Happy birthday kirishima and Tetsutetsu! You both stole my heart.

#mha #mha fanart #boku no hero academia #boku no hero fanart #kirishima fluff #kirishima x you #kirishima fanart #i kinda suck but i'm also proud of this #bnha tetsutetsu #bnha #bnha fanart #my hero academia #My Hero Fanart

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astridthevalkyrie · 2 months

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oh my god, bakugo's kind of my friend! | k. bakugo x reader

----> summary: You'd never dare tell anyone that he was your friend. You'd never be so bold. Katsuki agrees. He's definitely not your friend.

----> warnings: quirkless university au, video game violence, fluff n feelings

----> a/n: title blatantly stolen from the office—"oh my god, dwight's kind of my friend!"

----> word count: 2k

God, no, you’re not friends with Katsuki Bakugo.

No one is.

Yeah, okay, that’s not totally true. He’s sort of friends with Ochako, that’s how you met him. He’s actually fairly close to Izuku and Eijiro, his roommates. He tolerates Shoto, might even begrudgingly respect him. And he’s got some weird mutual-depression pact going on with Kyoka.

But you’re not any of them. And you vehemently deny it when people ask, lest he, heaven forbid, think you’re going around telling people he likes you. You saw what happened to Neito last year when he, just once, said something about his friend Katsuki. You’re pretty sure it was the reason behind his switching majors, too, just to avoid being in the same classes with the terrifying blonde.

Sure, you’re in his apartment. Neito’s never stepped foot in here (aside from The Incident). And you’re well acquainted with the people he does clearly consider not-enemies. Earlier today, you and Momo had been out getting chips and soda for tonight. Just half an hour ago, you’d been playing blind karaoke with Eijiro, Izuku, and Ochako on Kyoka’s old laptop and mic that somehow both still had really good audio quality. Not to mention, you and Mina have had at least one class together every semester since you both started—she always races to slide into the chair next to you on every first day.

And you’re currently sitting on Katsuki’s couch, two feet away from Katsuki, playing a battle royale on Katsuki’s console.

“Behind the building,” he mutters, and you hum in acknowledgement, running to the spot he generously marked on the map.

It started a long while back. You and Denki had been playing some shitty racing game, and you’d very easily kicked his ass, leaving him groaning and flopping back onto Kyoka’s lap, where she offered no pity, rolling his head off with a light shove. As you were laughing at the display, Katsuki had taken Denki’s place on the floor, and all but demanded you pick up the controller once more.

(You’d won again. Terrified, you simply claimed that your controller must be broken before racing out of the room.

Imagine your surprise when, the next time you visited, he’d barked at you to assist him with a multiplayer, ordering a pouty Denki off the couch.)

You like playing, and you don’t have a console with as much storage back home, and you’re too broke to be buying multiple games anyways, so you don’t mind taking advantage of Katsuki’s appreciation for your skill. It’s usually a nice way to end the night, whether you and Ochako end up leaving or if you fall asleep right there on the couch.

Shivering, you bring your feet under the wool blanket you’d brought with you. You’re the only one who finds the apartment freezing. Everyone else typically sheds their extra layers, while you once hunted down Eijiro’s sock drawer to steal a pair of He-Man stockings for the night.

“Up in the window,” you warn, at the same time he says, “Oi.”

Both of you meet each other’s gaze for a second in bewilderment, before rapidly turning your attention back to the TV. He dodges the shot from the window, and then continues.

“You been tellin’ people I hate you?”

“What?” Your hands almost drop the controller, but you regain control just quick enough to roll out of the way of a grenade. “No.”

“Kirishima said Tetsutetsu told him that Kendo told him that Tokage told her that you told her I hated you.”

If you weren’t nervous, you’d tell Katsuki you were surprised he even knew all those names. “I didn’t say that. I just said we weren’t friends.”

There’s an awfully long pause. You can still hear the sounds from the game, and the chatter of everyone else in the apartment—Hanta’s trying to rap?—but not a word from your couch partner. If it weren’t for the screen in front of you, you’d be nervously biting your nails or just full on escaping, honestly. Not that you’re scared of Katsuki, at least not more than one should be, but…

Well, the truth is you did see him as a friend. Or, screw it, as more than that, if those little arrhythmias you observed in yourself every time he would raise his hand in greeting when he passed you on campus were any indication. And you know it’s going to hurt—it already does—to hear him confirm the same thing that you told everyone when they asked. That you meant very little to him, in the long term.

“We’re not friends, huh?” he finally says, as more of an inquiry than you’d expected it to sound.

Your mouth feels dry, but you don’t stop staring straight ahead, spamming X to whack someone over the head with a bat. “Um. Are we?”

“Isn’t this your favorite game?” he shoots back, as though that answers your question.

“Yes? So?”

Another pause. You climb up to the roof of some building and emote pointlessly before hopping down and ducking behind a bush to heal. Katsuki lets out a mix of a sigh and a grunt, dashing across an abandoned minefield.

“So,” he snarks, “I only bought it after you told me it was your favorite.”

Faintly, you feel the tips of your ears grow hot. Is that true? That can’t be true, can it? The timing does line up. You think it was back in the first week of October that you mentioned it, and then by Halloween you’d already played several rounds. Between that and losing to Momo in several games of pool, finals month had flown by.

But…

“I didn’t even tell you that.” Your voice comes out meek, and even though you’re in a safe space now, you’re still too nervous to turn your head and look at him. “I was talking to Shoto.” You’d even been half sure that Shoto wasn’t really registering what you were saying, with Ochako an inch away from him shrieking starships were meant to fly-y-y-y-y directly into his ear.

Katsuki grunts. “I was there, wasn’t I?”

If you wrack your memory, you can sort of remember it. He was…on Ochako’s other side? When she got drunk, she usually wanted to whack something, and Katsuki’s arm had been her victim that day, her palm smacking against his elbow at every other sung word.

The heat from your ears travels down to your neck. Over the singing and over everyone else’s conversations, was he paying attention to…you?

“I appreciate it,” you squeak quickly, wincing when you’re shot in the leg, “I mean, that was nice. Thank you. I just—I didn’t think you wanted me telling people we were friends, after what happened to—”

“If you bring up Monoma, I’ll take away your blanket,” he threatens; it makes you chuckle weakly. “You’re not that shithead. He pisses me off. You’re…you know.” You don’t know, actually. “You.”

Yeah, you’re you. You play games with him. You know his friends. You’re the only one who can try to outdance Eijiro to Rasputin in Just Dance. What does any of that have to do with…

“Do you think I ever fuckin’ carried that dick’s bag to class?”

“I don’t—”

“Do you think I had his stupid long ice cream order memorized? Pistachios, on the sides only,” he mimics, and you huff in an affronted sort of way, defensive of your topping choices. “Telling people to shut up so that I could hear what he was saying? Turning up the heat and burning up everyone in the apartment just to keep him warm? Was I inviting him to my place every two weeks just to fuckin’ watch him play Kingdom Hearts 3?”

And so, you finally look to the side. Katsuki’s cheeks are red, and his gaze is still on the television. His thumbs move furiously against the controller, and you have to bite your lip to prevent a quiet you’re really cute, you know that? from carelessly slipping from your mouth.

“But, to be fair,” you attempt, still confused, “you don’t exactly do all of that for your other friends either, Katsuki.”

At your words, he slouches into his seat more, the creases on his forehead deepening as an uncharacteristic frown—a frown, not a scowl—forms on his face. One would think you’d just told him you hated his guts.

“Yeah.“ His glare flickers over to you for a moment. “Exactly.”

There’s a blast from the TV and a realization that hits you at the same time.

You’re not his friend. He doesn’t see you as a friend.

The heat finally reaches your cheeks, and your mouth falls open slightly.

Then, realizing something else, your head immediately snaps back to the screen to see that blast sound had actually been your character getting blown up.

Your mouth falls open. You’d looked away for a few seconds at best. Which aces are in the lobby tonight?

“I lost,” you tell him, crestfallen.

Katsuki snorts. “I didn’t.”

He keeps playing, and your cheeks don’t take any time to cool down. Instead, you stare at him while he’s distracted trying to escape the same vicious bastards who hunted you down, and you note that his face doesn’t look any less heated either. For once, it’s clearly not because he’s just getting into the game.

You wonder if that was ever the case at all, or if he just felt the same striking little jolt you did everytime you two accidentally bumped into each other while playing on this exact couch.

“I think I’m done for tonight.” The announcement comes out a bit louder than you expected. “I’ll probably head back.”

“I don’t think so.” Without breaking his eyes away from the TV, he nudges his head in the direction of the bedrooms. “Uraraka’s dead on her feet, and you’re not walkin’ back alone.”

Has he always purposely caused the fluttering in your chest? “Okay, well. Izuku’s still awake, I’ll just take his bed for now.”

Katsuki’s tongue clicks in a fuck-around-and-find-out kind of way. “Alright. Put the controller back before you go.”

“Fine. Where’s the, uh…” You turn your head this way and that, looking for the little box that they all go in.

“On my right,” he offers casually, not a hint on his face that he essentially just confessed to you.

Feeling a little spiteful, you reach to the side, blanket and all, instead of just standing up and going behind the couch like you would any other day. Purposefully blocking his view of the screen as you reach over him to toss the controller into the box, you smirk slightly when another blast signals that he’s died as well.

Only to yelp when a firm arm shoves you down against his chest.

“Would you look at that,” he murmurs, red eyes glittering in amusement as he watches you struggle on his lap, “I lost too.”

Tokage is going to hear a very different story tomorrow. “And how’s that my problem?”

His grip tightens, fingers gently digging into the thick cloth of the blanket that’s draped over you. “I wanna play again. And I’m cold.”

There’s a small, dumb grin on his face that you’d consider kissing off if it wasn’t mirrored by an equally dumb one of yours. You’re pretty sure Katsuki’s never ever complained about the cold in his apartment. But then, he’s never complained about the heat either. If he wants to be a sauna under you, who are you to deny him? Besides, you’re feeling cold too, you might as well just take advantage of the free insulation.

From the table, in the midst of pouring something that looks like cookie batter into a bowl, Kyoka raises her brow at the sight of you, then pats Tenya’s arm and points.

He mouths something like, “Finally.”

Face burning once more, you bury your face in Katsuki’s neck, and relax in his hold while he presses X to replay.

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