#yeah all that internal hero stuff that was making it easier to face things and think about things and focus on things was silly or miscued

[katsukisblackteddy]

HOT TOMALES! I just got a great idea for a request! Bakugo, Fatgum, Sero, and Hawks hcs of them with a black!fem!s/o but she has a Galaxy quirk. It gives her purple blue eyes with stars and constellation pupils that changes when she blinks, she blushes stardust and mini stars, has sparkly tears, and her quirk allows her to use black holes, comet like projectiles, and she can make mini stars and planets appear from her energy along with spreading stars and constellation like freckles all over her body. (I saw these gorgeous art designs and I couldn’t help myself. I do not own the art, they are just inspiration to me for this request 😭✨)

“She’s Out of This World” - Headcannons

Pairings: bakugou, fatgum, sero, and hawks x black!fem! reader Pronouns: she/her Warnings: none...besides a few curse words (cough...bakugou...cough)

Thanks for another great request <3

He definitely was NOT looking forward to the new foreign student joining the class when Aizawa first announced it

But then you stepped through the oversized doorway and he very obviously did a double take

Bakubitch was seeing stars...literally...you were flustered and blushing stardust

Bakugou thought that you were hot and your quirk was cool...though he would NOT admit it

He was definitely overly aggressive towards you when you met each other because bby boi didn’t know how to express his feelings

Hi crush grew when he saw you wouldn’t take his shit and you talked back...(he thought that was hot as fuck)

“Hey (y/n)-chan?” Midoriya asked from his seat, his half burnt journal out as he held a pen in his hand. His green eyes were wide as he looked you over before scribbling things down

Bakugou wasn’t saying anything and was pretending to be on his phone but he would look up every so often to see if you found Deku as annoying as he did

He was kinda bummed when he saw you didn’t

“What’s up Midoriya?” You asked back as Midoriya looked back up at you, loosing his train of thought when he saw the constellations in your eyes change and shooting stars in the purple-blue orbs when you blinked or got excited.

“C-can you make stars and planets and stuff?” He asked after a pause. This caught the explosive blonde’s attention as he watched you smile and nod.

“Yeah...do you want me to do it now?” Everyone nodded in response to your question, their eyes now focusing on you.

A mini galaxy began to appear above your hands, a small smile on your face as you looked at everyone’s excited and impressed faces.

“Woah! You’re really hot!” Mineta said, catching you off guard as your eyes widened and you cheeks became covered in stardust, a shooting star appearing above your head.

“T-thanks.” You grew even more flustered as some of the other boys agreed

Bakugou glared daggers at Mineta for breathing near you, so the fact that he talked to you was pissing him off even more

Mineta’s ass got BEAT after school and the next day Mineta wouldn’t even look at you

You caught the satisfied smirk on Bakugou’s face that he tried to hide when he saw Mineta practically piss his pants

“You know you could just talk to me...” You said from your seat behind Bakugou with a small laugh as Bakugou tried to hide his quickly reddening cheeks

He LOVES to talk about you and show you off, even if not a lot of people get to see you together because y’all are pro-heros

Will definitely talk everyone’s ears off when given the chance about how cool your galaxy quirk is and how strong and powerful you are to the point where some of his friends are convinced you aren’t real because they haven’t seen you together

No one questions him anymore after you joined him and his two interns on patrol when they spotted you after you had just finished your own patrol

“Excuse me.” You looked down when you felt a small tug at your belt, seeing a little girl with pigtails and warm brown eyes.

“Hi sweetheart.” You smiled widely at the girl as you kneeled to her level, noticing the doll of you in her arms and the small stars that were drawn on her cheeks.

“I wanna be just like you when I grow up! I already told my mommy!” The little girl told you excitedly as a woman who looks like the older version of the little girl in front of you smiles at you with a hand on the girl’s shoulder.

“I think you’ll make a great hero one day.” You told her as her eyes seemed to shine in adoration. Her little hand touched the stars on your cheek as she mumbled about how pretty it was.

“Thank you.” You laughed lightly as the little girl blushed.

“I can make sunlight!” She explained after a moment, excitedly showing you her hands that formed the little ball of light.

“Watch this.” You smiled, putting your hands around hers as you made tiny planets and a mini galaxy around her little ball of light that looked like a sun.

“Woah!” The little girl excitedly jumped up and down before hugging you as her mother thanked you before the pair walked off. You stood turning when you felt eyes on you.

It was your boyfriend, Toyomitsu and his two interns who had been watching the little exchange with small smiles.

“Are these your interns!” You asked him excitedly as you pulled at his large hand, eyeing the two teenagers.

“Mmhmm.” He nodded proudly. “Isn’t she out of this world?” He asked to the boys with a laugh.

You rolled your eyes at his corny joke, but let out a small laugh. 

“Do you want to join us?”

“Of course! Toyomitsu literally doesn’t stop talking about you two! It’s great to finally meet you.”

“Really? He hasn’t stopped talking about you either.” Kirishima said as your starry purple and blue eyes looked from the redhead to your boyfriend with a raised eyebrow. He just smiled at you, a soft pink covering his cheeks as he shrugged.

Flex tape is super into you from the moment he saw you, but he was too nervous to say anything to you in the beginning

He was convinced you would go for someone like him (which is stupid bc he’s so cute)...he was obviously wrong

Both you and Sero’s quirks have pretty practical applications, especially when you generated small suns and moons as light sources

The first time you generated a black hole kinda scared him tho...even if it was a small one

Once you convinced him that you had complete control over the black hole, he wasn’t so nervous about it anymore.

Definitely takes advantage of the black hole creation ability of your quirk now too

“Hey (y/n) can you come over?” Your boyfriend called you. This made you nervous because you thought something bad could’ve happened...like that one time Sero had accidentally gotten his tape stuck in a fan while it was accidentally stuck in his hair

“What happened? Did you start a fire? Was Denki involved? Is there another fan, because I can go get my scissors again!” You said quickly as you stood at his door in the dorms. 

You had rushed there so it had only taken you a moment to get there after he had hung up.

“Nope...no fire, Kaminari wasn’t involved, and there isn’t another fan incident...but I kinda broke the vacuum cleaner and there’s glitter all over my room.”

“Why is there glitter everywhere?” You looked from the mess all on the floor to your boyfriend who smiled sheepishly at you.

“Well, Kaminari thought it would be fun to do a prank...and the test kinda backfired...”

“I thought you said Kaminari wasn’t involved?”

“Uh-” He stopped when you held your hand up with a sigh.

“What am I supposed to do about this Hanta?”

“I was thinking that maybe you could use a black hole...since it’s kinda like a vacuum?”

“Fine.” You sighed after a pause in conversation, nodding once before you made a small black hole appear in your hand. Pointing it towards the floor you sucked up all of the glitter before making the black hole disappear again.

“I knew it would be faster than a vacuum!” Sero told you as he hugged and thanked you.

“Don’t be so messy next time...and maybe stay away from the glitter.” You laughed.

Keigo was kind of caught off guard when he first saw you.

He originally thought your quirk had just changed your appearance and that it was only creating stars, well until one day...

You see, the pair of you had moved in together and had also gotten a dog because why the hell not?

Anyways Keigo was supposed to be getting home any moment from patrol and since you had been off that day, you stayed home with your dog

“Did you have to ruin your toys so quickly? We just brought you this ball.” You complained to the small rambunctious animal who simple stared up at you with big brown eyes and a wag of its tail.

“Alright, let’s try this then.” You said after thinking for a moment. You created a small planet before throwing it down the hall. If your dog broke it, you could simply make a new one and it wouldn’t be a waste of money.

The dog happily chased after it before appearing a moment later with the small blue planet in its mouth. It put the sphere down at your feet, looking up at you and waiting for you to throw it again.

The door opened as you threw it down the hall again, Keigo walking into the house after just getting off. 

He set his goggles on the table by the door along with his special headphones, taking his gloves and jacket off at the door.

“I’m home, Birdie.” He called out as your dog ran towards him and dropped the strange new ball that he didn’t remember getting at his feet.

“I’m in here.”

“Weird.” The pro-hero mumbled before tossing the ball again and walking towards where your voice had come from.

“How was patrol?” You asked as your dog appeared again, the broken planet in front of him on the ground at your feet.

“It was fine...nothing major.” He answered simply, watching as you sighed giving a look to your dog before putting your hands together and making another small sphere, this time a purple color.

“Try not to break it so quickly this time.” You told the dog before tossing it.

“What was that?” He questioned as you looked at him confused. “When you put your hands together?” He clarified.

“Oh...did I forget to tell you? He broke his new ball, so I created a planet for him. I just figured it would be easier than buying him another toy that he’ll just end up destroying.” You shrugged.

“You can make planets?”

“Among other things.” You laughed softly at the surprised face he made. “I thought I told you.”

“No...but that’s cool as hell! What else can you do?” He asked, his eyes not leaving yours as he laid his head in your lap as you both sat on the couch with you explaining your quirk in depth.

Tags:

#katsukisblackteddy #requested #bnha #bnha x black reader #mha x black reader #mha #headcannons #bakugou #fatgum #sero #hawks #galaxy quirk #x reader #pls i love fatgum #bnha boys make me soft #bnha x reader

[skellebonez]

Could you do number 46. They have amnesia? With Monkie King and MK If you’re still doing the request/prompts

You didn't say who had to have amnesia, anon. Spoilers for episodes up to S2E6 inside.

They have amnesia?

"How is this even possible?" MK asked softly, not wanting to be heard but knowing that Wukong’s superior hearing would pick up most of what he was saying. Though given how distracted he was...

"It shouldn't be!" Tang exclaimed equally as quiet, watching his hero with a mix of curiosity and dismay. "He's the Monkey King, nothing should be able to hurt him like this."

"Maybe he wasn't hurt," Mei offered, watching Wukong herself as Pigsy held up another photograph and only recieved a confused look in response. "Maybe it's magic. He can be affected by magic that isn't directly hurting him, right? Even if it takes something big to hurt him physically a spell or curse could still something."

"That is a possibility..." Tang muttered under his breathe. He ran his hand through his hair, sighing as Pigsy seemed to exhaust photographs and illustrations to show the Monkey King. Sandy stood beside them both, Mo curled up in Wukong’s arms instead of his usual place on the big guy's shoulder, and said something in hushed tones that made the Monkey King's ears pull back. "There are no shortages of either that could cause memory loss, hopefully for us temporarily so. And he didn't seem injured in any way when we found him outside the shop... though he shouldn't even be here, he was on vacation! Wouldn't he have told you he was coming back?"

"Maybe..." MK started slowly, watching as Pigsy held up a group of photos and Wukong pointed to one of them excitedly. "But he's been acting... weird since he left anyway. Like he was distracted. I kinda just tried not to worry about it but..." He trailed off, jumping as a loud snap was heard and then wishing he had the staff out in his hands to wrap them around it instead of the mop he just snapped in two. "... crap..."

"You're worried," Mei said softly, laying her hand on her best friend's shoulder. "I am too, even though I may not know the Monkey King that well. But once we find out exactly how much he remembers we can find a way to help him."

"Yeah, about that," Pigsy's voice broke through their conversation as he made his way over. The chef looked perturbed. "So we went through all your pictures MK. He remembers going on the journey, though the details of it are lost, and he knows Mount Huaguo like the back of his hand. But he doesn't remember like 99% of the journey, can't remember any of his monkeys, can't remember us, can't even remember that he's the Monkey King or what that title means." He sighed, pinching the bridge of his snout for a second before continuing. "What he does remember clearly is that he lives alone on an island and that it's the modern day, he went on some big journey he barely recalls... and that he knows MK and that MK is important."

"What?" MK looked away from where he had glanced over to Wukong, staring at Pigsy in disbelief. "Wait, you're telling me I'm the only person he remembers!?"

"Barely!" Pigsy elaborated with another sigh. "Kid, whatever happened to him really messed up his memories. He knows your name and face and that you're important. He kind of remembers training you. But that is it. He doesn't recognize anyone else. And I don't know him that good, but he doesn't seem to be acting like his normal self either."

This was bad. There was no other way to put it. And they needed to figure something out fast.

"MK?" Wukong said suddenly, having wandered up to the group. He still had Mo in his arms, the cat looking up at him in concern. "Is everything alright, Bud?"

It most certainly was not.

~

"This is my house?" Wukong asked softly, one of the first things he had said since MK and he had arrived back on Mount Huaguo. Getting him home was easy enough, one of the few things he remembered was where he lived after all, but he seemed confused regardless. Perhaps he didn't remember the mountain as much as Pigsy thought he did. "It's... cozy!" He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "When your boss told me I was a king I kind of worried that... well, I don't know why, I was just worried for some reason. Weird."

Weird didn't even begin to cover it.

Pigsy wasn't lying when he said that Wukong hadn't been acting like his normal self. Instead of the loud and boisterous and kind of, admittedly, self important Monkey King MK expected, Wukong was oddly subdued. Maybe it was the amnesia making him weary, but he was acting so much like he had for just the shortest moments at the Lunar New Year festival (both before the fireworks had cheered him up and after the fight with the Spider Queen) that MK was starting to wonder...

"I really do live alone except for my monkeys, huh?" Wukong said softly, one of the aforementioned monkeys looking at him in their own concern.

When he saw them face to face he seemed to recall at least a bit. That he cared for them in some capacity both as an actual caregiver and as "I guess a King is right" as Wukong put it. But while he knew each one on the island by name before he couldn't recall a single one now. But MK remembered that the little one that followed them inside was called Yue, partly because he had been the one to help name her.

Knowing that Wukong likely didn't remember that day, let alone how important it had been to him to include his student in this endeavor, made MK's chest hurt.

"Yeah, it's, uh... yeah," MK attempted to confirm, coming off as awkward as he felt internally. Everything about this was awkward. But MK could not, and would not, leave his mentor while he could only barely recall how to navigate his own home island. "So... we didn't exactly get that much to eat at Pigsy's... you hungry?"

~

The two ate in moderate silence. MK didn't want to force Wukong to feel awkward by asking him about topics he couldn't remember (the last few confused and then apologetic smiles made him feel too bad to try again). He managed to find something, at least, however small it was.

Wukong seemed to remember little bits and pieces about himself. Not everything, obviously, but he remembered some important things. He knew he was immortal and invincible. He knew that he was very very old. He knew he was technically not a regular demon monkey but a stone monkey born out of a... well, a stone. And he remembered his dietary preferences.

This last one was news to MK, who had never actually seen him eat more than peaches and peach chips and food made from his own hair (which was not something he was looking forward to trying again). But it made fashioning something for them to eat easier. Something simple, rice for both of them with fresh peaches (he had so many of these things in his fridge and MK did not know how they lasted without spoiling, but he did not ask) for his mentor and rice with some tofu and green onions for MK (simple, but with seasoning and sauce that for some reason had his own initials on it tasty, he had to remember to ask about that... after).

It was... kind of nice, the situation aside.

"... am I your... absentee dad?"

And there that went right out the window and right into the volcanic inferno of the flaming mountains!

MK nearly choked on his rice, barely managing to chug a glass of water before managing out a "HWUH?" in his mentor's direction.

"I-I'm sorry!" Wukong stuttered out, the uncertainty in his voice sounding wrong. "I just... I thought... there's stuff in here with your name on it but there isn't a place for you to stay, the second room is just storage, so I thought..." He trailed off, biting his lip before sighing. "You told me you were my student. But that... it's doesn't feel right. It doesn't feel wrong but it feels... sorry."

Taking a moment to breathe in deeply, MK steeled himself.

"No, don't apologize," he started, setting his bowl to the side and staying quiet for a moment. "No, you're not... my dad. But I noticed those things too. I've never really been inside your house all that much, only a couple times before you left and only twice since. You don't..." He paused, trying to find the right words to express himself. "I guess I'm just realizing there's a lot of things you don't tell me."

"... it'd be kind of awkward if I just ruined some kind of big thing I was gonna tell you when I got back," Wukong said through another bite of a peach.

"Yeah, I doubt you were gonna tell me you'e adopting me," MK laughed out awkwardly... but that awkwardness lingered long after the conversation moved on to how much of the stuff in the house he remembered.

~

MK woke up in a sleeping bag in a room that didn't belong to him. He was confused at first, sitting up quickly and looking around before realizing that he was just in Wukong's house. On the floor of Wukong's bedroom, actually. The Monkey King had insisted that he could not sleep on the couch, comfortable as it looked, and they looked around in his storage room for any alternative until they found this.

It was comfortable enough. But not so comfortable he slept through what had woken him.

It sounded like crying.

Not loud, not enough to wake most people. But MK was already highly stressed from the situation and had developed much better hearing since obtaining the Monkey King Powers (how he had thought he needed to learn super hearing that one time he did not know now that he thought about it). So he picked up on the soft sniffs and whimpers and shakey breathes and now he would not be going back to sleep until he figured out what was up.

"Monkey King? You sure there isn-" MK froze as he turned to his mentor's bed, only to find it empty.

Well. Shit...

That probably answered that question.

MK wasted no time in jumping to his feet rushing out of the room and toward the crying before freezing in the door way to he living room.

Monkey King was sitting on the floor, TV on and VR set still strapped to his head.

"Oh... no..." MK muttered softly, making his way inside to stand behind Wukong. "Hey... Monkey King? What are you doing?"

Wukong flinched, he'd never seen him do that before, and gripped his controller tighter. He heard it creak worryingly under his grip.

"I... I saw this game earlier," he started slowly, and MK didn't need him to explain which one it was. The case, familiar to him now, was sitting in plain sight on the floor before them. "I dunno, it just... it felt important. And I couldn't sleep so I decided to go through some more of my stuff and... and..." He took in a shakey breathe, putting the controller down and taking the VR headset off. "I... it was weird looking at myself. Listening to myself tell me what do to. But it felt familar. So I kept playing and..."

MK put a hand on his mentor's shoulder and looked at the screen. He'd made it to the in game store, the temple. There Tripitaka, Tang Sanzang, resided to give the player passive abilities. "How long have you been playing?"

"An hour maybe?" Wukong offered, wiping the tears from his face. "I made it to Zhu Ganglie but I. I couldn't. I didn't want to... MK, I feel like I should remember these people. I can't look at them without feeling... sad. Guilty? I can't help but feel like I did something wrong to them?"

And MK's chest hurt once again, knowing that somewhere deep down in Wukong he hadn't completely forgotten his companions from his journey centuries ago. He should have pieced it together when he played. The art, the dialogue, the placement of the monk... he'd never seen the game on store shelves before either, never even heard of it.

But Sun Wukong had played this game for 10,000 hours.

"They're, uh... They're the people who were on your journey with you," MK started as he sat on the floor by his mentor. "You haven't gotten to Sha Wujing, but he's there too. So was Bai Long Ma. I could... tell you about them? I don't know all the stories by heart like Tang does, but I can try."

"You don't have to do that," Wukong said much more assuredly and firm than before. "If I did something that made me feel like this that should be my own burden to bear, not yours."

"Yeah... but I want to help you anyway."

The two sat in silence for a moment before Wukong stood and made his way into the kitchen. He returned a moment later with a small bowl of peaches and a wrapped pack of pears (once again with MK's initials on it). He sat on the couch, gesturing for his student to join him before he spoke.

"I appreciate the offer, I do... but I'll be able to learn that on my own before my memories return," Wukong said, biting into one of his peaches with a sad smile. "You said Tang, the guy from the noodle shop, knows them. I can ask him tomorrow... well, later today. But as I said before, that isn't your burden to bear. And I don't want to put that on you. And even though I remember you the most out of everything it feels like I don't know you as much as I should. So, if neither of us is going to sleep again any time soon... tell me about MK?"

"... When I moved into the apartment above Pigsy’s I took on MK as a nickname."

Wukong looked up in confusion for a moment before his eyes widened and he put all his focus on his student with a soft smile. "OK..."

The two talked for only roughly another hour, Sun Wukong listening to MK tell him anything he felt comfortable telling him. When he woke up he was back in the sleeping bag, the soft snores of the Monkey King resounding above him.

As he laid awake, the small monkey Yue having made her way inside to sleep on his chest making a good excuse to not get up, he wanted to mull over everything he had learned. He'd learned more about his mentor in the 6 waking hours they spent together in his home than he had his entire apprenticeship, and the same went the other way.

MK wondered just why Sun Wukong hid all this from him so far. For so long. And he knew now he couldn't have possibly been on vacation. Not when it resulted in this. The Monkey King had been hiding so much from him and it clearly wasn't limited to what he was doing behind his back.

But right now Sun Wukong trusted MK, him coming back with him to Mount Huaguo was evidence enough of that. And MK trusted him as he was now... but didn't know how much of Sun Wukong from the past to trust anymore. He needed to get his mentor's memories back. And he needed to get answers.

Sun Wukong slept on, oblivious to the conflict in his student's head.

#monkie kid #lego monkie kid #gen fic #amnesia fic #mk #qi xiaotian #sun wukong #monkey king #dad wukong hints #prompt fill #the amnesia is magic so it is not an accurate representation

[catboyshinsou]

sick headcanons!

anon request: i love your writing smmm !! 🥺 can i request mha sick hcs where they take care of the reader when they don’t feel well 🥺 you choose who !! <3333

a/n: sorry it took so long <//3

pairings: Kaminari, Kirishima, Tokoyami and Monoma x sick,g/n!reader

warnings: none rlly, mention of throwing up in monoma, slight manga spoilers

can be seen platonically and romantically <3

kaminari:

Tbh i think he’d be quite Useless

Just rlly panicky n stuff bc what the fuck does one do with a sick person???

*walks into your dorm* “hey y-n wanna- WHAT THE FUCK YOU LOOK TERRIBLE”

*you in a blanket and not having enough energy to be offended* “i think i’m dying” “y/n WHAT”

He’d try his best regardless tho

He goes to sato and helps with doing something soothing and welcoming

On his way back to your dorm he passes aizawa and tells him you’re sick in THE worst way

“Oh yeah Aizawa-sensei, y/n is dying-” “THEY’RE WHAT”

Kami would definitely storm into the room with him and be just as worried

What if it was something really serious??? Like the plague?????

They find you just laying in bed, sniffling and groaning

Turns out it wasn’t the plague and just a bad flu

Flu with its whole jazz, you had a fever of 38C and you could barely move

Aizawa got you excused from classes for about a week and left again

Kami just stood there with his soup and went “oh thank god you're not dying”

like i said i think he'd be useless but try his best

he checks up on you every half hour either in person or via text during classes

he brings you stuff like blankets and foods even though you can't taste any of them or have any type of appetite

but! thanks to the fridge in your room you just had snacks for about… forever

he gave you extra attention too

sometimes he'd just sit on the ground and talk about his day and theories while you just laid under your blanket

you appreciated it though

except for aizawa, sato and tsuyu nobody came over and even they just came in every few hours

kami stayed for hours on end and even tried to convince aizawa to let him sleep over so he could “watch over you” incase you “stopped breathing”

it's not like you slept much when he was around anyway, nights were not ideal for a good rest on a sick day

it was endearing seeing him lay on a futon on the floor and poking you when he had to get up for class

he leaves notes and stuff to make sure you didn't get worried

did he do anything to make you feel better physically? not rlly

did he lift your spirits and make you feel less lonely? most definitely

kirishima:

hear me out

this boy is an angel when it comes to caring for people

when he got into the whole essentially self care stuff he also knows what's best for others

he was probably one of the first to notice you being ~off your game~

whether in class or just yknow vibing, he'd tap your shoulder and softly “you okay man?”

he calls everyone dude and man and bro no matter gender or anything he's just that into the manliness stuff

and yes he puts you in essentially self isolation more for yourself than for others

“your body needs to rest y/n! can't properly get better if everyone keeps bothering you!”

he calls you every night tho and he has aizawa bring you stuff when he checks up on you (he's allowed because he's the teacher ofc also as long you're a UA student like one of your legal guardians which is like a dad and dads can see their kids sick right?)

stuff ranges from just bowls of soup to compresses to the handmade ointment against a sore throat to like socks he knitted or something his parents sent in bc he told them you were sick

yes this boy tells his parents you're sick

i mean someone probably told yours but like twice the parents means twice the comfort!

alternatively if your parents are *cough* he'd tell his parents and put you on the phone with them because everyone needs some parental love from time to time (don't act tough about it, he's gonna make you cry and tell you how manly you are for doing so)

when you're back on your feet he probably still treats you like you're about to fall over for like two or three days more

he praises you for how well you did during your essential quarantine and when you say you didn't do anything he says some cheesy stuff about manliness

“bro i'm so proud of you for getting through it!” “i didn't do anything kiri-” “don't say that! it takes so much energy and manliness to keep in self isolation and get better, you did amazing”

tokoyami:

i love birds

also look at baby toko he's so cute

do birds get sick?

anyways

tokoyami is like.. helpful but tries to be undercover about it

he's not gonna ignore you or anything

he's the type to like silently nudge teachers into your area so they could see you were clearly sick and send you back to the dorms to rest

but he'd never actually ask you or tell anyone

it would ruin his whole ~vibe~

dark shadow tells him to tell someone and he rlly does especially if he sees you struggling through it in class but he's also just not great at talking with people so a nudge or “secret note” will have to do

it does work, you're in your dorm right before combat training because mic had sent you up and excused you

mic is sweet he said he'd send aizawa up when he finds him but that you should rest

he also tells you that you have some really attentive friends

you're at this point just letting the sickness take over you so you have no idea what he just said (you heard him but the words just didn't register in your brain)

you get into bed and the first thing you do is sleep through afternoon classes

tokoyami is only at 50% today and so is dark shadow

tokoyami swears he isn't worried, the teachers are capable of taking care of you in an appropriate manner so that you will recover in no time

dark shadow on the other hand is all gittery and doesn't wanna focus on anything but you

off topic but i just think dark shadow is tokoyamis way of showing emotions or well like… like his internal thoughts? not like his internal dialogue but ya know his feelings

so he can act all goth and dramatic but dark shadow is a good way of still giving some of his feelings an output

back to you

so training is over and so is your nap

but you wake up to pillows, stuffed animals, blankets and more pillows surrounding you

half of them weren't yours either

they laid around you like some kind of pillow fortress jusy surrounding you and making sure you didn't hit your head on the wall or fall from the bed

it kinda felt like a nest- oh

you tried getting up, your head almost immediately flinging uoh back into bed but you needed to see if a certain someone would come back in to build the nest

“dark shadow, be quiet we don't want them to w- oh you're up”

tokoyami came in with more stuffies and an extra blanket like it was a siberian winter and your rooms only source of warmth was an almost dying candle

“are those yours?” you asked half asleep, your head absolutely booming

you could barely keep your eyes open, that's how exhausted you were but you made an effort to smile at the bird and his shadow

“uh no, yaomomo-san insisted on making some blankets for you and hagakure-san, ashido-san and uraraka-san gave me all their stuffed animals when they heard i was paying you a visit-” “but the blue star blanket and teardrop pillow are from fumi!! he brought them from home because he can't sleep without them!!” “DARK SHADOW!”

you only chuckled before breaking out in a cough again

aizawa came in some time after and had a hard time finding you under all the blankets and stuffies and even offered to tell the class to stop bothering you

but you just laid there all cozy and told him to let them be

“it's how he shows affection, it's nice”

monoma:

oh so the 1A student got sick??? huh??? I thought 1A was invincible hUUUUUUH??? *manic laughter*

coughs

anyways

so basically the two hero courses are more “in tune” after the joint training

they often have dinners together and it isn't rare to see kendo come over with monoma and tetsu^4

she came over to hang with the girls and tetsu had training sessions with kiri

nobody rlly knew why monoma tagged along though

all he did was spout about how average everything is for the “superior hero course”

he did secretly like the classes growing together more though

he'd sit on the couch with you and occasionally laugh about something else other than his team beating yours during joint training

one day he came in and didn't see you at your usual spot

“ehhhh??? where's the only tolerable person in this course??”

used to his lowkey insults deku pointed you out at the dinner table, head resting on your hand and looking over some homework

“y/n what are you- oh my god you look horrible”

“thanks monoma, you're as nice as ever”

your face was drained of any colour, eyes heavy lidded and you could barely control the pen that scribbled over the paper

he tried grabbing your wrist but pulled back immediately

you were way too hot and the fact that he noticed by grabbing your wrist meant that it was more than just a high fever

“is 1A that incompetent that they couldnt even notice their classmate falling sick??? can you guys do anything but trouble???”

“shut up monoma, we tried getting them to bed but they insisted on finishing up first and there's nothing in the world that can get y/n away from what they've put their head to”, kaminari yelled from the living room space

how were you gonna get anything finished if your head was falling off your shoulders if you didn't hold it up

class 1A really was incompetent

“sato-san, give me a hand”

sato, who was currently cooking up dinner, just held out his hand and some type of chocolate bar which monoma grabbed and ate up

“this is incredibly sweet, i don't know how you do it”

it's become like half a routine for monoma to copy quirks for whatever reason

kiri and tetsu used it to determine which quirk was handier

uraraka’s quirk made cleaning up after a game night easier

it was training for all of them

monoma could train his copy and the others could measure how much they've grown from his reaction to it

anyways

sato’s quirk kicked in and he lifted you up over his shoulder

“monoma!” you could barely lift your voice, faintly kicking

before you knew it he placed you on your bed in your dorm and sighed

“you're lighter than i thought”

“i think i'm gonna throw up”

so you hurled into your garbage can

monoma held back whatever there was to hold back

(he was very much disgusted but even he knew that this wasn't the time to let any type of negative emotion show)

“jolly gees y/n, what did you have for breakfast?!”

you laid in bed as he passed you a water bottle

“you need to drink something, you lost a lot of water”

“awe caring for me, monoma?”

“this is for general health, y/n. i would never as much as care for anyone, especially not a brat from 1A. who even knew that any of you could fall sick huh?! weren't you supposed to be superior to the rest of us??!”

he said all of that while putting a blanket on you and opening the window for fresh air

“god you 1A fools really are incompetent!”

he went into your bathroom and soaked a small towel in water

“i'm only doing this so you don't infect anyone. god you could cause an epidemic at UA and in the end 1b would fall victim to you as well! this is all just for the general well-being!”

you didn't even hear what he was saying anymore

with a half empty bottle next to your head, you slept peacefully

monoma let out a deep breath when he saw you

“i'd never care for anyone in 1A, i'm better than that…”

he whispered those words to himself

(he did care)

#bnha imagines #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha x gn!reader #Kaminari Denki #kaminari x reader #kaminari fluff #kaminari imagine #kirishima eijirou #kirishima fluff #kirishima x gender neutral reader #kirishima x you #kirishima x reader #bnha tokoyami #tokoyami headcanons #tokoyami fluff #tokoyami x reader #monoma x reader #mha monoma #monoma x y/n #monoma neito #monoma fluff

[justanotherpersonsuniverse]

uh, ml bnha au

Yep. Here we go folks. Uh I don’t know much I’ll expand on this but it’s here. The quirks that is. Uhm- here we go I guess? Thank you @ghostatjoes and @symphonic-scream and all y’all for the ideas and inspiration.

Adrien’s will be the only on the nose most obvious one. I wanna try and keep these powers from being just the miraculous powers. So this will be a mix of just original ideas and akuma stuff.

Adrien: “Cataclysm” pretty much it’s Shigaraki’s Decay but a little different. It’s this au’s version of One For All. The Destruction Hero, Plagg, passed this quirk down to him when Adrien proved that he had a good heart to be a hero cause Plagg needs a replacement due to an injury causing Cataclysm to slowly start to kill him. Adrien is aiming to save as many people as possible as a rescue hero. (His outfit has a cat motif in honor of Plagg who has a cat head due to an unrelated mutation like how Tokoyami has a bird head)

Marinette: “Growth” Marinette can amplify the life in a living object. Whether this means taking a small flower and turning it a building tall beanstalk or amplifying the healing of someone’s body. However she can only use this in short bursts or else she risks over growing her body causing chronic pains and possible plants growing from her arms. 

Nino: “Bubbles” Okay yeah so obviously Bubbler, but it’s a little cooler? Nino can entrap anything into these bubbles. Sounds, healing packs, explosions, balls of fire, light itself, all condensed into these bubbles ready to be yeeted across the battle field like bombs, med packs, or flash bombs. However they can be a little fragile so he’s working to make them more tough. The bubble solution he uses to make these bubbles are made of his unique sweat. Bakugo style. Don’t ask what it’s made of he isn’t sure either. At least it makes him smell nice.

Alya: “Signal” Not the most offensive quirk, but she can send a signal to every single person in a certain radius that she’s training to grow. Whether this is a message, an image she’s seeing(this can extend to just what she’s seeing in general), etc. She’s also training for this to extent to different signals in the air like WiFi signals so she can send them electrically as well. However she risks heavy migraines with overuse. To make up for her very situational quirk she’s working on upping her physical strength.

Chloe: “Venom/Honeycomb” With Venom she can temporarily paralyze a specific part of an opponent. It’s not as strong as her mother’s Venom or her Aunt/Mentor Pollen���s Venom as it’s a quirk she’s gotten from her family, but she’s working on making sure she’s the most exceptional in the entire class, and making sure no one hears of her other quirk. Honeycomb, which is actually her main quirk and not secondary, gives her the ability to produce a honey like substance that can harden into resin following her will. Chloe refuses to use it for it is unexceptional. She must be like her mother or else..

Sabrina: “Emotional Pulse” Sabrina draws energy from the emotions around her to give her a physical boost. It can go from a strengthened punch to something looking like Detroit Smash. However a draw back can be that the emotions around her can start literally affecting her and somewhat tilting how she may feel. So in an angry environment she herself might start to become angry as well. Hyper empathy basically. And it makes her a little anxious about her identity as an individual.

Nathaniel: “Ink” Nathaniel basically water bends ink into creations he can control, quite literally drawing his creations to life. His limit is how much ink he has. Like that one fuckin Mickey Mouse game.

Alix: “Clockwise” For, at most, thirty seconds, Alix’s speed is super enhanced to an incredible degree, practically breaking time itself. This also enhances her strength and mind, pretty much giving her the spiritual equivalent of that one scene with QuickSilver or that one scene from Over the Hedge. However she can’t go over thirty seconds right now or else her body, mind, and definitely internal organs will begin to face serious damage. To make sure she can track herself, she has a pocket watch that she always has handy to remind her how much time has actually passed.

Kim: “Icarus” Kim can create wings out of a waxy substance from his back that allows him the power of flight. One of the most straightforward power here honestly. Like Icarus however, these wings can melt and can be destroyed. Kim, however, has a small control over the wax which means he could potentially be able to use it for something else, however this requires patience and control, something he lacks. 

Max: “Locker” Pretty much, Max is able to set a “marker” on any enclosed space (of a arm reachable size, spanning from a literal locker or a luggage bag) and from anywhere in a 4 mile radius (that he can train to grow) Max is able to “reach into inside” and grab anything that’s inside there. However this space must exist, it’s not a pocket dimension, and so are the objects inside as well. This quirk is useful for holding emergency equipment or grabbing a quick weapon. However it has to be something he can actually hold and something he has already put in there, so he must calculate what would be useful so he can prioritize space and what he should bring with him. 

Ivan: “Minotaur” Gives him attributes akin to The Minotaur. Though his appearance is mostly human, it does become more and more beastly as his anger or need to use his power rises. 

Mylene: “Fear” Mylene gets a boost of power from the fear around her, which she has the ability to enhance to terrifying levels, leaving her victims in states of trauma and distress if she doesn’t control its degree. This quirk mutates her slightly to be akin in some way to the form of the person she’s using her quirk on’s fear. However she herself is easy to be scared so this backfires most of the time.

Juleka: “Vampire Bat” She can do anything a bat can do! Plus a bloody bonus. She has the power of echolocation which, if trained, can possibly knock down a small target. She doesn’t have wings but is working to incorporate some kind of glider into her hero design. As for that vampiric bonus, she has minor control over blood, able to bend it at will, however at this moment, the best she can do is make someone dizzy through a few edits with their blood stream.

Rose: “Perfume” Rose is able to admit a powerful perfume like gas which, upon inhaling, can reduce the victims into a drowsy state of mind. However she’s the only one immune to it so she must be extremely careful with how she uses it and who's around to possibly inhale it. A strange side effect from this quirk is that there’s a slight green tint to her blush.

Extras-

Luka: “Synesthesia” like the actual condition of synesthesia, he is able to visualize and conceptualize sound on different levels of understanding. With this, his hearing is incredibly sensitive and simply pressing an ear against the wall could help him develop an map of the entire building. He claims to hear the souls of others as well, which is supported by his ability to tell from illusion or reality just by his sense of hearing.

Kagami: “Storm” She has the entire essence of a storm wrapped up inside her. Though it may be confused with Class 1b’s Aurore Beaureal’s quirk “Weather” if you were to mistake those two, you would certainly get a lightning bolt to the stomach. Kagami’s quirk has been part of her family for generations, and as the up coming member of her hero family’s legacy, she is planning for no one to be in her way.

Marc: “Origami” Has complete control over paper and can manipulate them to become any creation they can think of, getting said creation’s attributes. So if Marc made a origami dog it might start barking and it’s teeth might become sharp enough to actually pierce skin, same if Marc made a paper sword. However the limitation is how much paper Marc actually has.

Lila: “Whistle” Lila can manipulate a person’s perception through the power of her whistle, causing possible hallucinations or problems in their sight. However it’s controlled by her whistle and it’s power so breathing exercises are important for her to do. To make things easier, she has taken up using the flute to better enhance her quirk. 

Maybe in a different post I’ll talk about the different pro heroes, vigilantes, and villains.

#ml bnha au #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #nino lahiffe #alya cesaire #chloe bourgeois #sabrina raincomprix #nathaniel kurtzberg #alix kubdel #kim le chien #max kante #ivan bruel #mylene haprele #juleka couffaine #rose lavillant #luka couffaine #kagami tsurugi #marc anciel #lila rossi

[vs-redemption]

Ahhh I just discovered your blog and I love it so much! Sorry to be angsty right off the bat, but can I request an Aizawa x reader where he has to assure them that the reader's interests have value or something along the lines? I get shut down so often when I accidentally gush about stuff I find cool (ladybugs) so I'm unfortunately more reserved now but yeah :)

From Cindy: It is now two hours past my usual bedtime and I don’t think I’m going to make it much longer. Before I sleep though, I am posting this as promised. I did reread it a couple times, but my tired brain isn’t up to full capacity. I hope it’s okay. Also, please don’t let people make you feel bad about the things you enjoy. Seriously, I hate when people do that. There’s enough negativity in the word without the good stuff being taken away on top of that. As long as you aren’t hurting anyone else, like what you like and never be ashamed of it! ♥

Ladybugs Aizawa x Reader

Everyone has those certain things they avoid revealing about themselves at the beginning of a relationship, romantic or otherwise, for fear of scaring the other person away. In some extreme cases, people might want to keep those parts of themselves hidden forever. For you, it was a particular hobby of yours being revealed too soon that made you a little cautious when meeting new people. You had a ready list of suitable answers stored in your brain for the inevitable moment someone asked you about your interests. It wasn’t like you were into something taboo or anything like that. It’s just that you’d been on the receiving end of enough judgmental looks to know it was better to keep that particular information to yourself.

When you first started to get to know Aizawa, you’d stuck to topics you knew he’d be able to relate to like music, movies, and books. It was easy enough to find common ground that way and you wouldn’t have to worry about him thinking you were some kind of weirdo. This strategy worked well for you and it wasn’t long before the amazing man was asking to be your boyfriend. Things between the two of you were really great, and on the random day when he called you up and asked if you wanted to get some ice cream and take a walk in the park, your secret pastime was the furthest thing from your mind. You were just looking forward to having a fun date with the guy you were slowly falling in love with.

“The weather is so nice today!” You sigh happily, walking hand in hand with Aizawa through the park he’d taken you to.

“Yeah, it’s nice,” he tilts his head toward you with a content smile, “I got lucky having today off.”

“You really do work way too hard, Shota,” you tell him seriously. “Between your classes and hero work it’s a wonder you have any free time at all.” He lets out a laugh and nods his head in agreement as a planter full of flowers on the side of the path you were walking on catches your eye. Aizawa notices the shift in your attention and slows down a little so you both could admire them.

“They plant new flowers in this park every couple months,” He mentions offhandedly. “It’s one of the reasons I enjoy coming here. Do you know what kind they are?”

“Geraniums,” you answer automatically as your eyes scan over the plant, a smile growing across your face as you spot a ladybug crawling over one of the leaves. You let go of Aizawa’s hand so you could crouch down and reach out to invite the insect into your palm. “Ladybugs are attracted to plants like this because there are plenty of smaller pests for them to feed on.” You turn to look over your shoulder at him as the ladybug crawls over your fingers. “Did you know they can play dead like possums do?”

Aizawa raises his eyebrows and before he has a chance to respond you realize what you’d said. You place the ladybug back onto the plant and stand up quickly, taking his hand into yours again and offering to continue your walk. Your boyfriend eyes you curiously as you lead him forward. Embarrassment washes over you and you internally berate yourself for being awkward. You try to go back to eating your ice cream normally, hoping to move past the moment quickly.

“I actually didn’t know that,” he replies after a pause. “I’m guessing they do that as a way to avoid getting eaten by predators?”

“Yeah,” you simply nod, knowing you could probably give an entire lecture on the topic but the thought of boring him to death held you back.

“That’s interesting,” Aizawa continues to watch you for a moment. “Are you really into gardening or something? You looked pretty excited for a minute. We can go back over there if you want.”

“No, it’s fine,” You assure him with a smile. “I just… think ladybugs are kind of cool, but I know that’s a bit weird so…”

“I don’t think that’s weird,” Aizawa rubs his thumb over your knuckles.

“Maybe,” you say after a small glance up at him. “Still, I’ve been told that it’s annoying when I go off on tangents and I don’t want to bother you.”

“Hey,” Aizawa stops walking and gives you a serious look. “You’re allowed to talk about the things that make you happy, especially around me.” He lets out a laugh of embarrassment of his own while giving your hand a squeeze. “You’ve never met any of my students but you let me rant about them to you all the time. Is that annoying to you?”

“No! Of course not!” You assure him, a smile blooming on your face. “It’s nice that you’re so passionate about your job and I like seeing the joy on your face when you talk about them.” Aizawa returns your smile and nudges your arm playfully.

“I feel the same way about you,” he confesses. “I want to know all about the things you love. If something is important to you, it’s important to me. And if it brings a smile to your face, that’s even better.” You both continue on your walk as Aizawa hums thoughtfully. “And honestly, nobody should judge you or make you feel like you’re not allowed to talk about things that interest you anyway. Your hobbies make you who you are and if everyone liked the same stuff, life would be extremely boring.”

“Thanks Shota.” You could tell he was being genuine by the look on his face, and it felt nice to have a bit of validation. “It means a lot to hear you say that.”

“I’m not just saying it,” He assures you, “I truly mean it. And unfortunately, there are always going to be people who try to make you feel bad for being happy, but it’s usually because they’re unhappy themselves. It’s easier said than done, but we have to try not to let people like that get us down.” Aizawa leans in to press a chaste kiss to your cheek. “Just remember that you can always come to me to rant and rave about whatever you’d like.” The pep talk was short and sweet, but his words did give you a little more confidence. Perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to be a bit more open about your unique interests in the future.

“So,” Aizawa speaks up again a moment later, “when did you start getting into ladybugs?” You smile at his question, hesitating for just a second before launching into the full story.

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha #mha #cindy's writing #aizawa x reader #shouta aizawa

[backugo]

Confession

Character: Bakugou katsuki

warnings: Sad bakugou

Summary: Bakugou likes you.He knows he does but hes stuck in his own thoughts wondering if he should act upon them. 

Bakugou had feelings for you since his first year at UA, even though he would never admit it. At first, he thought the abnormal feeling was the result of nerves or lousy cooking, so he would go about ignoring his instincts. Two years have passed, and his sensitivity grows stronger. His actions towards you were beginning to become more evident without his knowledge. 

On occasion, he would catch himself staring at you across the room, taking in every detail of your character and locking onto your presence. Slowly drowning out the sound of the teachers’ lecture, your existence is isolated from the rest. Bakugou watches as you attentively copy notes off of the presentation. You bite your bottom lip, obviously indicating you were struggling at the concept being discussed. 

Bakugou is a natural-born genius, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t study. He just looks smarter, not harder. This is why he is unsympathetic about why so many topics are considered difficult when it becomes easier for him after a few hours of revision. 'Maybe I should offer to teach her?’ He looks at the notes he prepared a week in preparation for this course and stopped himself. Why should he care? If you wanted his help, you should come and grovel at his feet. He was a top student in all fields, after all. Who would do a better job at guaranteeing you high marks on your next exam? His gaze is once again pulled to you as his thoughts continue. He had never found himself so mesmerized by anyone else before, curious as to what exactly is it that he likes about you. 

You weren’t the strongest nor the smartest. You were NOT the most popular, but you were the favorite among his friends. Denki was always raving over how you encourage his jokes, Kirishima about your bravery, and Sero about your willingness to pull little pranks on the others. Did Bakugou like you for those things, no? Not at all. He admired you in his unique way. You’ve fallen more than anyone in the class, easily apart of the bottom 5 in class 1A, yet he had to give you credit for how you have grown. Your scores are getting better, studying with him and his friends every chance you get, even without exams approaching. 

The skills you have acquired within such a short time amaze him; he looks forward to every sparing session with you. You were never able to beat him, let alone even come close; however, you always asked for his opinion on doing better. A couple of times, you’ve surprised him by offering some suggestions on his form, and they’ve worked. Of course, he’d never tell you that. He would have figured it out; eventually, you had just beaten him to the realization first. Yet, Kirishima has pointed out that his physical intimacy with you has evolved. His once disgusted demeanor with being in the same room as you have grown into a soft appreciation. Every little moment of you silently sitting next to him is something he cherishes as most don’t give him any peace. No physical altercation had progressed until last night. He sighs, letting his mind replay the same incident over and over. You, Kirishima, Sero, Denki, and Mina decided to invite yourselves to his dorm room to go over a few questions that weren’t understood from the day before. 

Bakugou found it a tedious chore to continually be the only intelligent one of the group, but the thought of you being in his room was an opportunity he wasn’t going to pass up. He even went out to buy snacks for the group in question just to give an impression on you that he indeed wasn’t all bad, even though his delivery of the words, "Yeah, so what? You all are stupid enough without being hungry. I only bought these so you guys wouldn’t whine about how your God Damn stomachs are practically eating themselves to get out of a math question. Plus, you all can’t say dumb shit that pisses me off if your mouths are full. So here, eat and shut up"could have put a negative spin on his genuine gesture. When he holds out a bag of your favorite chips, your fingers brushed against his palm, stunning him before your lips connected with his cheek. Your lips forming into the beautiful smile that gives him butterflies as he felt his cheeks heat up. "Thanks, Suki. These are my favorite. You’re the best," you praise before returning to Mina’s side. So what if he memorized all your favorite snacks? It’s not like he could help it with your constant need to stuff your face at all times. It wasn’t hard to notice, but your sudden display of affection came as a shock to him. His chest clenched at the realization that he has never had such a delayed reaction before, and he hated it in all honesty. He loathed the effect you had on him. He condemned that his body would betray him by allowing his cheeks to become flushed every time you approach him since then. His logic is always interrupted when you compliment him for even the most basic of things. He hated you entirely, but he knows he has to have you. Time is running out. You both are eighteen, ready to graduate, and work full-time at your hero internships. When that happens, he doesn’t know if there will ever be a juncture in your hero careers  where you’ll meet again. You may take a position farther from him, but if his feelings are known now, he hopes you’ll think about staying. 

The thought of you moving even a city over makes his heart feel hollow, his mind in anguish with so few memories of you together. The ears on the sides of his head perk up at the faint echos of the dismissal bell. He sees you staring back at him, your face expressing great concern as you rise from your chair to rush over to his hastily. He couldn’t hear what you were saying because he just couldn’t focus. His state of mind wasn’t coherent when he went into a dark hole; he found it hard to pull himself free from his insecurities. Especially when in public, he just tends to shut down and ignore people until he feels better internally, but the firm grip on his shoulder steals his attention from you for a split second to the sight of both Kirishima and Deku. They both shared the same aura of uneasiness at their friends’ unusual state of stillness. Their lips move, but all that’s heard is muffed vibrates that carry his name. He stares at them with an empty feeling, no desire to yell and threaten for them to leave him alone. 

He just wished that he could find a way to bring you close to him, an opportunity to show you that he harbors some sort of affection for you. He feels his focus slipping away until he feels a strange warmness on his right cheek. A soft hand that he thought could only belong to you was stroking small circles up to his cheekbone. His red eyes bore into yours with a softness foreign to all those that know him. Your eyes, filled with such concern, pulled at him. He doesn’t want you to see him like this. He isn’t weak. Why should he allow his emotions and fears to get in the way of whatever he wants? With a slight burn in his stomach, he finds himself leaning into your hand, taking comfort in the warmth your palms have. "Y/N?" He finally speaks. Those around him standstill as he broke his silence. "Go out with me." He says softly. He squeezes your hand in his, ignoring the astonished ogling of your friends. As you scanned his facial expression to get a clue as to what to say, you smile and realize; It wasn’t a question.

#bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #bnha #boku no hero academia #bakugou #katsuki #bakugou katsuki #bnha fluff #bakugou fluff #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo imagine #MHA #mha bakugou #my hero academia #boku no hero x reader #katsuki bakugō

[mexicancat-girl]

Miraculous Ladybug Sugar Prompts

Because there’s enough hate and salt in this fandom, might as well lighten things up with some positivity.

Marinette brings in leftovers from her parent’s bakery to class so they don’t go to waste, an overflowing box of pastries and breads, before class starts. Everyone in class smiles and thanks her profusely for her kindness, the dreary Monday made a little sweeter by her. Adrien is particularly happy at snagging a croissant, and Nathaniel quietly thanks her for keeping his Kosher diet in mind.

Adrien always makes sure to say hello to all his classmates in the morning, because he knows how it feels like to be ignored and alone in the mornings in his home. He’s like a bright ball of sunshine. Everyone in class feels a little more willing to face the day with his genuine smile and goodwill to start them off. 

Alya gets an excited fan running up to her, realizing she’s the runner of the Ladyblog, and asking for her autograph. The fan thanks her for being so brave and amazing, running around to show Paris what the heroes are doing. Alya recognizes how important her sacrifices mean to the people of Paris, even when she’s not a superhero.

Nino is well-known in his community as being the local DJ for hire. After DJing for someone’s birthday, the family that hired him praise him for being so talented and hardworking, such a young enterpreneur! The others at the party also praise and compliment him, and Nino’s left with a plate of leftovers, a check, and his heart full of pride and happiness that his efforts are paying off in these small ways. He might not be famous yet, or anytime soon, but people enjoying his music and his DJing is still great.

Nathaniel is working on sketches with Marc in the park, when a little girl excitedly runs up to them and asks Nathaniel if he can draw her. The girl’s father catches up and apologizes for his daughter’s rudeness. Nathaniel gives a shocked look over at a smiling Marc, before assuring that it’s fine, he can draw the man’s daughter ‘as practice’. After gifting the girl the drawing, the little girl squeals and hugs him, thanking him profusely. Nathaniel is flustered, especially when the father slips him a bill as a thank you, leaving with his daughter before the artist can stutter out a refusal. Marc giggles and congratulates him on the commission, and Nathaniel laughs helplessly, feeling happy he could make that little girl’s day brighter.

Kim has a swim meet he’s been practicing for weeks. His entire class shows up to cheer him on, and he feels happy and grateful for the support. He ends up coming in at second place, glad he placed, but internally disappointed he didn’t end up getting first. All his classmates cheer for him and assure him that he’s amazing, starting up a chant of “Kim! Kim! Kim!”. The athlete ends up smiling wide and laughing, buoeyed by his friends’ support. He realizes that he might not have gotten first, but he still accomplished something great.

Alix is doing skate tricks in the park, gathering a bit of an audience cheering her on. She smiles and waves at them, going about her laps, before doing an impressive crazy stunt. Everyone has their phones out recording her, cheering loudly and going wild. Alix grins and pants for breath as people start coming up to pat her on the back or congratulate her on the amazing move. She feels proud that people acknowledge her skills

Max and Markov are going to have a presentation with a technology company, which Max is nervous about. He keeps making calculations on how well the meeting will go versus it ending up in disaster. His friends talk him through his anxieties, trying to tell him that he doesn’t need to constantly calculate the possibilities. He just has to go into the meeting and do the best he can. He’s smart, and he knows his stuff. And if it doesn’t work out this time, there’s always next time. Max calms down, bolstered by the support of his friends, and gains a bit of hope and confidence. He takes the advice to heart.

Sabrina spends a weekend with her father doing everything she wants to do, because Roger wants to treat his daughter and catch up with her. He’s been so busy with Akuma, he feels like he hasn’t been there enough for her. So Sabrina and her father sit down to eat pizza and watch one of Sabrina’s favorite shows. The girl gushes about the show and explains the characters to her attentive listener. Her and her dad make ice cream sundaes and eat those as well. Sabrina turns her phone off for the entire weekend, so she won’t worry about anything except taking a relaxing weekend off.

Ivan is working on a new love song for Mylene. He gets the help from his friends in Kitty Section. Rose and Juleka are happy to help, and Luka is there to lend an ear as well and help calm them all down from overwhelming Ivan with nerves. They end up having a casual jam session, laughing and joking and eating snacks Anarka gives them. Ivan is glad he has such cool friends and band mates willing to help him. He’d thought he would be wasting their time with his problems, but they end up spending the time well by goofing off and bonding.

Mylene is excited to plant a new set of herbs for her herb garden. Her boyfriend Ivan is more than happy to help her with the task. And for once, her father has the day off, and helps as well. Mylene gets to spend the day with her two favorite and most important people in her life, helping her and supporting her interests and hobbies. After they’re done, the three attempt to make dinner together. Mylene keeps getting shooed off to do the easier tasks, because her father and boyfriend want her to not have to worry and do the bulk of the cooking. The food ends up looking a little messy and gets toastier than they wanted, but Mylene just laughs happily and thanks her papa and Ivan with kisses on the cheek.

Juleka is trying out new hairstyles one week. Luka helps her brush her hair and style it, the two using tons of bobby pins and looking up tutorials on their phones. She wants to try to see what looks good and what she feels good with, to branch out and be more fashionable. It’ll help her feel more comfortable as well, since she wants to try modeling. Her classmates compliment her different hairstyles, Rose gushing over Juleka the most. Getting constantly peppered in compliments makes Juleka flustered and blush, but she’s also enjoying the support and attention, happy that no matter what she looks like, people still like her.

Rose writes a song to perform for the school’s talent show. Everyone expects a cutesy love song, and are surprised when she starts a heavy rock song while screaming into the mic. Juleka and Ivan whoop and cheer for Kitty Section’s singer, and everyone realizes that Rose has more depth than her pretty in pink exterior shows. Her friends and classmates start rocking out to her song, cheering wildly when she finishes, the loudest group among the others cheering for her. Rose beams and bows, glad to see so much support for her singing.

Chloe has a hard time being nice to people or showing a soft side. So instead of using words, she starts giving people gifts instead. Is it bribery? Yeah. But getting gifts is what she’s used to, and she has tons of money, so why not use it? The class are surprised when she starts doing things like ordering catering for when they have class events, letting Sabrina borrow accessories from her, etc. She even wrinkles her nose and gifts Adrien a wheel of Camembert, telling him he needs to eat more, even if it is stinky cheese. The others in class slowly start to warm up to the queen bee.

Luka usually has a hard time asking for help. He’s used to being the older sibling, the one to take care of things. Used to taking care of the house when his mom’s out working. He’s trying to schedule school with Kitty Section practices and chores, and gets overwhelmed. Despite him trying to hide his stress, someone notices. One day, Juleka sits down with him, offering that she can be the one to shedule their practices for them, and organize their equipment. Luka already does a lot for their family and friends. Heart full and heart song singing, he hugs his little sister tightly and thanks her. It’s good to be reminded that he doesn’t have to be the one to support others, but that others can support him as well.

Kagami is still unfamiliar with social cues, especially as France’s customs are different than Japan’s. Much more familiar, might louder, than what she’s used to. Thankfully, through Adrien and Marinette’s help, Kagami gets slowly more accustomed. She goes to get ice cream with them, picks up on slang, is comfortable enough to allow for casual touches. She’s not sure if Paris will ever be her home, but with the help and support of her slowly growing list of friends, she believes that Paris will no longer feel like enemy territory. Possibly even a home away from home.

Lila sits in her room, alone, and doesn’t plan. Doesn’t scheme. Doesn’t worry about pretenses or spinning a web of lies. Her ailing grandmother calls her, voice kind, Nonna asking her if she’s read any new books or tried any new foods in France. And Lila allows herself an hour of telling her Nonna all the little things about Paris, the tastes and smells and sounds. Of the park near her school, the vendors on the street, the cafe she found and likes to sit and drink a coffee in. Nonna tells her kindly, “I’m glad you’re doing well in Paris. I’m sure your friends are helping you adjust.” Lila thanks her, giving her well-wishes, and hangs up. She wipes away the silent tears on her face. The hour of peace was nice, while it lasted.

#marinette dupain-cheng #adrien agreste #alya cesaire #nino lahiffe #nathaniel kurtzberg #miraculous ladybug sugar #prompts #kim le chien #alix kubdel #max kante #sabrina raincomprix #ivan bruel #mylene haprele #juleka couffaine #rose lavillant #chloe bourgeois #luka couffaine #kagami tsurugi #lila rossi #mexicat writes #long post #class sugar #marcnath #julerose

[m4gp13]

For those of you who made it through my laughably incoherent ethabaster think piece, here’s some hc’s, you’ve earned them:

- Ethan has sole possession of their one shared brain cell. Alabaster is not allowed to even look at it. This is because they used to have two but Al broke the good one trying to blow up something (probably Percy).

- If Al finds out Ethan left without some form of magical protection i.e. a sigil, a crystal, ground eggshells, he will be pretty much vibrating with nerves until Ethan gets back so he can give him a once-over.

- Alabaster’s from a very witchy family who all worship Hecate for many reasons that differ depending on which estranged relative you ask and they all kinda saw Al as the first coming of witch Christ so he had a lot of expectations at a very young age.

- Ethan knows this and tries to lift as much Titan army business off his shoulders as possible.

- He accidentally lifts too much off to the point where he is drowning in work and is now the one in need of saving. But does he tell anyone that if he looks at one more stack of demands from his mile long list of bosses he’s going to cry for five hours? Of course not don’t be ridiculous.

- Alabaster immediately hated Percy as soon as he heard the guys name but due to the arena stuff and telling Thalia not to k*ll him Ethan actually held a bit of respect for Percy which annoyed Al to no end.

-This was until the not-so-peaceful peace talk in tlo when Percy starts shit talking Nemesis and Ethan just internally goes “actually the witch bitch was right this guy sucks ass”

-However, under no circumstances will Ethan ever tell this to Alabaster; not because he values his pride (he has none) but because he knows the life of a demigod is short and he doesn’t want to spend the rest of his very short one hearing Al rub that one thing in his face for every single second of it.

- And I mean Every. Single. Second.

- So yeah he takes that to the grave and doesn’t even tell anyone in the underworld in case they tell Al when he dies and he doesn’t want to spend the rest of his afterlife with Al being a dumbass. (also yes Ethan got into Elysium, fuck you)

- (Actually I have another idea about where Ethan went post-life but that’s so far from canon it’s more of an AU than a headcanon so we’re gonna leave that out for now)

- Al thought he was the one in charge of the Hecate kids because he was the most powerful and the highest ranking in the army but he was Not. That was Ethan. The Hecate kids thought Ethan was their unofficial adopted baby brother but little did they know he was the mum the whole time.

- Ethan is the only thing standing between them and starving to death. He also does the younger kids hair and gives everyone with long hair super intricate braids that stay out of their faces during “field work”. Al thinks this is more of him trying to take the weight off his shoulders but Ethan knows that if he doesn’t do this shit no one will so he kinda has to. Not that he doesn’t like doing it. being helpful is his love language.

 - Because of their powers over the mist the Hecate kids of the army were notorious pranksters who were usually at war with the Hermes kids (wars usually declared by Al because he rolled a zero on self restraint) but none of them prank Ethan because “nooooo you can’t do him he babey 🥺”

- Ethan has simply decided that what the magic prank wizards don’t know can’t hurt them and just turns to his blind side whenever he sees them sneaking off the ship to get Micky D’s in the middle of the night to stay on their good sides.

- Speaking of the ship, Ethan thinks it’s the dumbest thing in the world that one of their most powerful demigod enemies is the son of a sea god and he actually has a pretty decent relationship with said sea god and their main base of operations aside from mt Othrys is a fucking BOAT. He tells Al all about his worries for the ship and while Al assures him that nothing that bad could happen he always makes sure that the ship always has the least amount of demigods on board at all times just in case.

- It takes all the strength Ethan has not to yell “TOLD YOU SO” at him when the ship blows up.

- Al probably either wears basic white boy clothes or typical witchy stuff (like moons and shit) depending his mood meanwhile Ethan found out about leather and just goes for it.  

- Every grunge/punk/emo/eboy/teachwear bitch aspires to be him and because he aint about all that “gender roles” bs he definitely goes about wearing cool egirl stuff too. Not just slightly feminine shaped jumpers but all the plaid skirts, fishnets and lace trimmed dresses he can steal afford and Al, despite his more basic fashion taste is here for it. You’ve never seen someone more supportive of their pals fits, get you a hypeman like Al. You deserve it. (Ethan is also not afraid to walk around in a full pastel gamer girl fit)

- (Also Al hyping up one Ethans fits in front of a Titan is the reason they were allowed to start wearing army fatigues instead of the whole ancient Greek armour on occasion)

- Ethan appreciates Al’s enthusiasm but he also kinda doesn’t get it. And he definitely doesn't do that “yeah you’re right I DO look good” thing because he just doesn’t know how. He’d always been a little self-conscious about getting a big head but then he found out about Nemesis and hubris and all that fun stuff, looked at his meager pile of self worth and said “ yep, this has to go”

- Al almost starts crying when he finds out and pretty much makes it mission to be such a good hype man that Ethan has no choice but to think of himself as a Pretty Cool Dude via absorbing the hype through diffusion. It kinda starts working but then Ethan [REDACTED] in tlo so we’ll never know what could’ve been.

- To nick a hc from someone ( hi @chromarozee-spam) contrary to his taste in clothes Ethan does ballet (he was a punk AND did ballet, what more can I say?) and while Al tries to support his hobbies he is genuinely afraid both for and of him. “For” because “holy fuck that looks painful are you okay?”. And “of” because “are you sure those are bones inside you because I don’t think bones are supposed do that?!”.

- Ethan tries to assure him that no his spine is not made of rubber, broken bones or otherworldly materials so can he stop bothering him during practice please?

- This does not stop Al from making a million protection wards and constantly asking his deck if Ethan is indeed a Being of this Good Green Earth.

- Eventually his cards pretty much just tell him that he is friends with one bendy heck of a boi and he needs to fucking get over it so he kinda just,, ,,,,, , does.

- Again with the hc thieving (this time from @altorringtons) Al learning to use a two-handed broadsword so he can guard Ethan’s blind side and back in a fight *soft noises* just them trying so hard to keep each other alive because they love each other and they care about each other!

- They also sleep in the same bed whenever they get the chance (fully clothed ya nasties, they’re kids) and they just hug each other soooo tight because they just need to know they’re alright cos they always get pretty banged up in fights against campers or just monsters that are too much like wild animals to recruit. (What? Me? Projecting my desire to be intimately held by the closest person I have to family with their arms wrapped not tight enough to make me uncomfortable but tight enough to make me feel loved? Never! What on earth are you talking about?)

- Because Al is super stubborn and prideful whenever they have an argument Al can’t really bring himself to say he’s sorry so when he’s ready to apologise he just climbs into bed on Ethan’s blind side and cuddles him because he knows Ethan is super worried about getting attacked on his blind side so it’s like he has a guard or a shield.

- Ethan on the other hand just calls him a Rock Boy in a derogatory way until he gets over himself and apologizes but he really does love the fact that Al knows that about him and accommodates that.

- The thing they fight about most is how “heroic” the titan army is. Kronos’ brainwashing worked on Al like a charm and he fully believes that they are the rebellion and camp is the empire. Ethan on the other hand wasn’t at camp long enough for Kronos or Luke to really do anything but it doesn’t matter because Ethan really doesn’t give a shit if he’s on the “evil side” cos he just wants respect and he’s willing to do what it takes without a second thought of how people see him. If he thinks he’s doing the right thing but on the wrong side he can live with that but Al needs to feel like all of his side is on the moral high ground because that’s what Kronos drilled into his brain.

- Ethan knows that Al delusional when it comes to the non-existent heroics of the army but eventually he just decides to let Al believe the titans lies because that’s easier for him even if it hurts Ethan to see him being manipulated like that.

- Due to Ethan not giving a shit on the humanity of his bosses he gets punished a lot more often and a lot more violently than Al because they know that Ethan already knows they don’t care about him so they don’t have to sugar coat him but Al still believes that they’re heroes and his mindset needs to stay like that to keep him obedient.

- Also because I am  a Cruel Person By Nature I hc Ethan’s mortal family (which usually just consists of his dad) as meeting a not very pg13 end at the hands of a monster who wanted to nible on Ethan a tad which pretty much scarred him for life.

- SO, at the end of the battle of Man Hats Are In when Al looks around and sees that his whole family (that joined the titans) are dead! oh no! How sad! At least he knows someone whose been through the same thing so they understand each other and can help each other through this tough time together right? SIKE!

- so yeah Al learns Ethan d-worded in the worst possible way at the worst possible time and just looses it from grief. Loosing his family was bad enough but finding out he lost the one person he thought he would be able to confide in and heal with immediately after just really rubs salt in the wound.

- When the survivors start re-grouping to find someplace to hide until the gods forget about them Al just wanders off because it’s all he can do to not break down on the spot.

- He’s just wandering in a daze for a while and most people just assume he’s high but he snaps out of it and gets into anger mode when Lamia starts attacking him because he finally has something to do and occupy himself with even though it’s hard not to think about his sibling especially when Lamia keeps talking like they never would have died if she’d been in charge which is why she should totally just kill him and lead their siblings instead.

- His desire to have something to keep his mind off his family and Ethan is the first thing he thinks about when Claymore re-alives and immediately starts talking about doing research (yeah because that’s what you need after a long stressful day of fighting monsters and literally dying).

- Ethan keeps trying to cross the veil and help, even if he just sends Al a pleasant dream to help him sleep but contrary to what you might think from the name, the veil is really hard to cross so Ethan just has to bite his nails and watch his friend suffer.

- It gets easier to watch after Al and Claymore pretty much adopt each other because at least he has someone but they do still get into pretty scary situations.

- When they were both premortem they got paired up for a lot of missions for the titan army and they usually just tried to pretend they were on a fun road trip around America when they could and make fun of mortal shit together.

- At one point they were in a motel and the last people accidentally left behind one of Claymore’s books about death and they found it the funniest thing ever. Between a pair of in which one of their mum’s regularly goes to the underworld and one has been there himself they find mortal ideas of the afterlife to be very amusing.

- Alabaster has decided he would not like to share this with the class (Claymore) thank you very much.

- Also when they’re doing their road tripping Ethan knows all the best places to crash, the cheapest food places and the local gangs don’t bother them because between running away from camp and joining the army he just wandered around a lot.

- Like he’d just hop on a random train, take a nap and figure it out when he wakes up; he made a lot of friends this way too as well as his taste in clothes cos he didn’t have a lot of money so he’d just DIY some second hand punk shit. Al thinks he’s the Gandalf of the demigod world because he just knows everyone who might help them and everywhere they could spend the night. He definitely tells his siblings about Ethan being the closest thing they have to a wandering wizard and they fucking love it.

- Also because Nemesis tends to not have a lot of kids Ethan was the only one of hers in the army and Al felt really bad for him because his sibling were his favourite part about the army so he tried to include Ethan in as much as possible with his siblings.

- As an unexpected result Ethan ended up with a small army of super powered children to sick on the people who keep making jabs about him loosing in the arena battle.

- Al sometimes thinks he’s given him too much power but also he will fuck a bitch up if they make fun of his pals so he sees where his siblings are coming from and yeah those bitches had it coming. He also has a copy of bitchcraft.

- Ethan’s dad was the type to play “Stay With Me” by Miki Matsubara on repeat for hours and Ethan would probably enjoy the song but he’s heard it so often that now it makes his ears bleed and Al sometimes tortures him with for fun until Ethan starts throwing shit.

- To steal another hc from @chromarozee-spam Ethan has a thing for cats and one time Al accidentally gave himself mistform cat-ears and Ethan could not stop touching them. Ethan was just craning his head back uncontrollably grinning so much his face hurt. Al can’t bring himself to be upset because Ethan rarely ever smiles since he joined the army.

- Al saw Ethan crying over one of those video’s where people put their hoodies on backwards and put their cat in the hood so he made a mist cat and bought him a hoodie. Ethan of course started crying again but it was happy tears instead.

- Ethan is fucking tiny while Al is almost a foot taller than him. He wouldn’t mind so much if Al didn’t exhaust every opportunity to rub it in his face so he just starts climbing all over shit (especially tall buildings) half to give Al heart attacks and half so he can be like “Sorry? What was that? I’m so high up I can’t hear you. Can you speak up a little? Maybe get a ladder? Or taller?”

- Also I don’t know why but I hc Al as Texan. Ethan gets told about this “Alabaster C. Torrington” guy who knows latin, incantations and other magical knowledge and expects some fancy British guy so when they meet and Al speaks Ethan gets whiplash so hard he fuckin chokes.

- Al is also very casual and Ethan is pretty professional so when he meets this magic general with a straight back and the first thing that comes out of this assholes mouth is some “Howdy y’all!!” bullshit he just dies on the spot.

- Also because Al is texan he is very sensitive to the cold (I’m about 80% sure that Texas is one of the Warm states) so when he has to do stuff in cold places like the labyrinth or new york (idk about that one to but in every film I’ve seen that’s set in NY it’s raining for about 90% of the time) he complains about being freezing all the time until Ethan helpfully reminds him that he can literally make fire out of nothing, surely he can find a way to warm himself up.

- Ethan is also sensitive to the cold because he’s basically malnourished but he’s been like that for a while and thinks it’s normal so he sucks it up until Al notices he’s always cold. Ethan tells him it’s fine but Al is basically a walking electric blanket so whenever Al cuddles him to keep him warm Ethan can’t help but melt because he’s so fucking warm and soft and have you noticed I crave intimacy?

- Ethan started studying Greek myths vigorously since he found out he was a demigod and when he died he kept an eye and an ear out for Al because even though he wouldn’t be able to do anything it still reassures him to know what’s going on, HOWEVER, he was almost filled with enough malice to rip through the barrier between the living and the dead purely to beat an ass when he hears Al’s little “I don’t bother reading about worthless monsters like you!” jab.

- Ethan is very jumpy and fidgety to the point where Al is genuinely concerned and while Ethan assures Al that nothing’s wrong Al is still suspicious. Ethan probably would have told Al about it if it was because of anything but Kronos but seeing that it mostly is, he doesn’t because Ethan feels like Al will just take Kronos’ word over his and he’ll loose the only person he trusts in the army.

- Al doesn’t find out about it until way after the war when Kronos’ brainwashing starts to come undone because by then his mindset is a lot less biased in the titans favour so he can see things that he just unconsciously ignored before and is able to put two and two together. When he does boy is it a trip.

- Ethan is really bad at talking about feelings and stuff so whenever Al gets upset over something and Ethan has no idea how to talk to him he’ll just get him some rocks. One time Ethan found out about those heart shaped valentine boxes that are normally filled with chocolates but people put crystals in them and that just became his go-to for when Al was especially upset. 

- Al is only slightly better at talking about stuff but he can still get Ethan to open up to him which is good because Ethan isn’t very materialistic so it’s hard to make him feel better by buying him things and because someone needs to get Ethan to express himself in an emotionally healthy way.

- Also because of this they just can’t tell each other they love each other. Like they’ll barely whisper it when the other is asleep because they’re just so bad at talking about feelings. It wasn’t that much of an issue until after the war and Ethan gets k-worded and Al is left alone and sobbing over all the times he never told his loved ones how much they meant to him.

- But because this is a headcanon list; fuck that, Al saved Ethan with some sort of magic bullshit and they talk about how much they love each other all the time now because they can’t stand the thought of one of them dying having never been told how much they are loved.

#me going around nicking hcs: thank you for your sacrifices #this will help tremendously in the war effort #also max i am extremely pleased to tell you that auto correct thinks Harrington is a lovely name for you #and you stan the magic messiah #autocorrect didn't say that one #but it's true #pjo #percy jackson #ethan nakamura #alabaster torrington #alabaster c torrington #ethan x alabaster #ethabaster

[amazingphilza]

DSMP!OC HEADCANNONS

i dunno if ppl on here make dsmp!ocs for themselves outside art but here’s my long list of headcannons?? idk what to call this, but assume all names have c! before it ofc :]

,, this is kinda messy & probably has a lot of plot holes but i just needed a space to write out all my thoughts LOL

also cw / ment of manipulation & ib: dsmp wiki <3

character origin :

previous life was the l’mantree :D

allegedly planted by schlatt, we will never know who’s my canonical parent(s)

reborn as a dryad after niki burns the l’mantree

i think being a dryad would fit especially since they’re typically nymphs of oak trees :]

appearance :

my character’s mc skin has long light brown hair & is seen wearing a flower crown with petals that are around the color of a pale violet and navy blue

clothing would consist of black shoes & a long light grey sweater that falls down to the legs and covers most of the hands which adorned with 2 black stripes on the upper arms

lore / history :

since my past life was the l’mantree, i would’ve known the ins and outs of the history when l’manburg was still standing, up until niki burned the tree

after witnessing everything, i’d hold a grudge on niki (+ allies?) and loyal to wilbur since he’s the whole person that made a meaning of the land of l’manburg

however i’d still be on edge w any side because i could sympathize with everyone to some extent after seeing some sort of distress from everyone at some point

i think seeing both sides of the spectrum when l’manburg/manburg still stood could change my perspective of some other characters

but at the same time, not everything was completely centered in l’manburg so i wouldn’t know the whole story of everyone’s character

i’m currently writing this just after tommy has left the prison & mostly everyone is treating him differently, so i’d try to befriend him by not showing that i dont care about his past & trauma but also not being fully faithful about our friendship ahaha,,,

he seems like the type that needs someone to see through his past history but tommy would definitely disapprove of my character visiting dream at the prison (i would do it anyway :))

vowing my current life to wilbur, i would help dream escape to revive wilbur & follow along with their plans of chaos

i don’t fully support dream but he is the only way to wilbur, making me comply with dream’s decisions

“growing up” in my past life and witnessing endless conflict, it is the only thing i know and understand; chaos

but i think during the process of helping dream & wilbur i’d keep my connection with them secret, being the person to obtain all the inside information they need

i could see myself as a type of equilibrium like ranboo but in a bad way, i don’t know how to explain it

but i would try befriending ranboo since he seems like he is involved in many things and would know a lot, despite his short term memory

unfortunately i’m not sure how much his character actually knows since i haven’t been able to watch his pov that much but i’m sure there’s a lot in his memory book...

to blend in as a normal person within the rest of the characters, i’d surround myself with connor a lot

not only because he needs more lore, connor is one of the “normal” citizens of the smp so i believe being with him doesn’t bring as much attention to myself, unlike people that’s related to the egg and their noticeable features after associating themselves with the egg

he is currently only on bad terms with techno which is rly good when comparing that to other characters and their relationships with other people

connor could probably sense my real intentions eventually & tell everyone else that i’m not who i say i am but if that’s my flaw & my downfall is caused by connor, so be it! sorry dream & wilbur

i feel like for being a young dryad, i’d still fool around with dream/wilbur & help give tommy an small “advantage” to defeating the two ?

like yes i’m supposed to be on your side but where’s the fun if tommy can’t do anything to begin with?

i honestly don’t know if wilbur was revived he’d actually be his vassal but let’s assume that happens, but either way i’m with wilbur on his decisions

but ya dream seems like the type to punish me for helping tommy and send me to the afterlife to learn & become smarter like wilbur had done or smth

in the end, i just want to give tommy bits and pieces that tease him from ending all the wars and problems he has been faced with

like here’s some info about dream and wilbur but it won’t be no where close to enough

but who knows, ghostbur said ‘villains are just heroes that aren’t convinced yet’ & maybe tommy could eventually grow on me & change my ways,,

maybe me fooling around & teasing tommy with answers he’s been searching for is a way to mask that i want to be a good person

ok but imagine after knowing so much about dream/wilbur, the revive book, & the afterlife & then i switch sides,,,

surely if tommy can’t put and end to them, dream would make sure i’m gone for good instead

but also if me & connor are in good terms & he’s canonically a necromancer & can bring ppl back to life,,,,

personality :

to all besides dream & wilbur, i’d try to act passive and friendly on the outside to get on everyone’s good side

however under the mask i am more mischievous & strive to cause more problems for everyone on the server from the inside out

in a way, i’ve taken up some of dream’s manipulative personality but still very understanding

i’d like to think of my character as a good listener,, trying to do less talking than others so i do not open up about my true self and intentions

i’ve seen rumors about schlatt & mexican dream also being revived along with wilbur & i feel like i’d have some soft spot for schlatt & pick up a few things from his own character, not sure what though

schlatt planted l’mantree theory, dad!schlatt au part 2 !! /j

because of my character’s closed off and quiet personality, i feel like i’d be pretty analytical

i would know how to slip between the cracks with some characters & notice the smallest things to make them question themselves

maybe my character is good at holding their composure, and not that susceptible to being “emotional” in a way so it’s easier to face people

like i understand when a situation is sad, etc but i can’t show emotion towards how i feel about it (i don’t know if that makes sense but ya!)

i wanna try to elaborate more,, like imagine my character before tommy visits the prison, i would be unfazed from when i found out he died to the point he’s released and we find out he’s been revived

everything is a constant blur hehe

i just can’t fully process everything i guess? i dunno if that’s helpful but yeah!

in the end though, my moral compass has been very tainted; despite wanting to show my loyalty, it can be slightly easy to sway me, making me internally feel guilty to other people

but me trying to get on everyone’s good side to impress wilbur/dream to seem useful to them would ruin me before i would even realize that i’m another “pawn”

we know damn well dream is faking it till he “makes it” but yk,,

but i’d be stuck in this kind of dilemma of not knowing what thoughts are my own or just something trickled down from wilbur or dream

there’s like maybe something that clicks in my head like “maybe i wanna think for myself for once” or smth

like who am i really?

powers , bonuses , etc :

since dryads can technically manipulate plants in some ways, theoretically i could control the blood vines to some extent ???

i’m pretty sure dryads can communicate with plants so i could understand what the blood vines are saying as well

maybe i could get a good sense of what the egg is all about and stuff

assuming that i understood anything that was happening with the egg in the first place but anyway—

i guess similar to ranboo like how he can’t really be around water without some type of amour or something, it would make sense for me to primarily reside in a type a forest or be near one ?? who knows

seems a bit morbid in a way because of the whole history but if i can somehow easily get rid of the blood vines without it affecting me (if there is still some there) i think it would be kinda pretty to build a tree base in the middle of the l’manburg crator (iskall tease)

like it can show a sign of some rebirth, not the same government repeated once again but a new era in general

you know how you see like destruction years after it the disaster or smth happened and it gets all overgrown with plants and stuff? ya that’s what i’m going for in my head (mumbo jumbo s7 tease)

i know it’s covered in glass already but i dunno, some broken glass and a giant tree emerging from the whole thing and all the rubble seems cool

i’m not a good builder but i have the vision LMAO

omg puffy is like a sheep human hybrid im pretty sure & like there’s a specific type of dryad that are a protector of sheep & other animals?? i’m not exactly sure but that seems like an interesting element to incorporate somehow

also glatt randomly planting a oak sapling in quackity’s lore stream yes pls feed my nonexistent dsmp character lore /j

i honestly dunno how to incorporate the fact dryads can turn shapeshift into trees when trying to escape something but i read something that if a dryad stays in a tree form for too long they’ll forget who they are and stay stuck as a tree?? which like woah that’s cool & some material but at the same time what—

since everyone’s backstory is kinda a mess, mr beast parent tease bc he planted a bunch of trees /hj

i have realized wilbur saying like “the whole reason i built this nation is gone” & blowing up everything or whatever is kinda a plot hole in like ‘why would i follow wilbur if/when he’s revived when he said this?’ but i’d like to think he was the one that made some meaning of the area lmanburg was on, which includes the lmantree

like he was the one that started everything and created that sentiment of that land, and however he views it now is how i would see it now

he gave meaning to my past life and now in my current life, i feel this obligation to repay him for it

not really lore bc i think it was cc!tommy talking to cc!ranboo about his height & age when he first joined but yk it would funny to make my dsmp character than his just to slightly spite him anyway

canonically 6’4 dryad yes . /hj

also i have no idea anything about hannah and her lore but we do be flower buddies :D

also omg like this isn’t at all important but the way ranboo can pick up grass blocks will just have me at awe, i dunno seems in theme with the forest/plant stuff

and i remember reading like there was something about dryads and apples but i can’t remember but i’d give tommy a bunch of apples /hj

apples am i right chat,,,,,

i’ll just have infinite apples in my inventory, like kill me in game, not like losing lives kinda deal but just in general and boom stacks of apples

“bee i get you’re half tree but do you just poop apples out like they’re nothing??” “girls don’t poop” /j

ok but like no matter how many streams i watch i cant grasp where everything is but omg but no if i was new to the server & stuff, canonically & not, i would feel my character to be the curious kind to explore everywhere

like besides a mini tour from some other person in the server, since my character only knows things in the bounds of lmanburg, i’d go off exploring different places like pogtopia, the sewers, showchester, etc

i feel like my character would be really into history, like they would have questions about what happened to lmanburg after the last war? what was life like before wilbur? what was the whole history about the antarctic empire? i dunno but reading a bunch of books from a library seems really interesting

oh but in theory, me and tubbo are loosely related if you wanna count schlatt as my “dad” because he supposedly planted the lmantree ???

i mean could make sense but it seems like a stretch

also if my character ever got close to schlatt, i’m not sure if this is canon, but i swear one time he mentioned how the whole dsmp sever is just a game/server in a game & he’s the only one that knows that ??? but like imagine if i found that out canonically,,,,,

big existential crisis pls

and i’m not 100% sure how dryad shifting works with like going from female to tree form and stuff but if i’m able to morph into different girls on the server & act as them,,,, the about of problems that can cause in the lore omg

lemme frame niki real quick and get inside information /j

oh ya and like hey bee do you support the government then? yes but no. whatever my “fav” person is canonically (assuming this is based in the beginning of this whole hc) whatever wilbur thinks, i think. head empty. but subject to change as the dsmp storyline progresses and stuff :]

ngl i wanna throw in some like random lore that doesn’t make sense to throw people off but i can’t think of anything

not actually really lore related but my choice of stream music like how ranboo has his undertale stuff that makes everyone cry, i will have in love with a ghost

yup i like in love with a ghost sm & i’m pretty sure their music is like not dmca too which yay but yk theoretically never gonna stream on the dsmp but still a fun aspect to think of bc i love listening to music & it’s very impactful to a story & associating something to it makes it more meaningful :D

like i could imagine the chill pop lofi piano stuff fits witha few lore streams of like exploring the whole smp before my character would really go out with being this lost villain in a way?

tubbo’s gangnam style who?

like i feel like i made my character bad/evil so they could have potential to get better in the future

on one hand, i’ll end up w dream and/or wilbur for the rest of my life, which is okay but i could also switch to be with tommy or even disregard all of them and be with techno/phil or quackity & potentially schlatt even who knows

also i cant wait for more connor lore tho, like as much as i tried to make my character give him more content i wanna see how everything goes with him having connections to schlatt & stuff

anyway i would’ve made concept art for my character but i honestly don’t rly like my art currently but who knows LMAO

and lastly if u read all of this ily /p

i might update this later when there’s more lore but ya

#bee for dream smp 2021 /j #dsmp headcanon #dream smp oc #dreamsmp headcanon #dsmp hc #mcyt x oc #dsmp x oc

[cadomoisspokenfor]

Ya know thinking about it, maybe there’s nothing more to Syds weird amount of trust for Farouk than gullibleness and pride.

There seemed to be a pattern of her not really internalizing the severity of Farouks crimes, she mostly just thought of him as an “asshole” throughout all the seasons and not someone doing deep long lasting damage to the people around her.

In chap 11 when they find the music box David ask what it is she says, “Nothing just your asshole parasite messing with my head.”

As if its Davids fault Farouks evil, or as if Farouks only a David problem, and not ya know, an extremely powerful supervillain bent on world domination.

I’m trying to figure out what Syds perception of Farouk was, so lets look at their major interactions.

1. Discovers his existence, chap 5. She was wondering what the problem in her and Davids relationship was and now she has someone to blame. I’ll point out, it’s likely she was only thinking of Farouk as an obstacle in the way of her and Davids relationship, and not as a horrifying abuser who’s had a chokehold on David for his entire life. Now the “mission” is clear, snip Farouk outta Davids head, everything’ll be perfect.

2. David and Amys childhood home, also chap 5. Farouk jump-scares them a few times. And I think as far as Syds concerned, that’s a cheap trick. She sheds a tear but then puts on a brave face and keeps moving. Just a horror show after all. None of it “real”. But then Lenny actually jumps out and attacks her, telepathically ties her up then starts grotesquely kissing David while he’s unconscious. And the way she talks, I think Syd internalizes Lenny as being like... a jealous ex. The kissing, the “you stole my man” type language. Man, this relationship obstacle just won’t get out the way. And then...

3. Mental Clockworks, chap 5-7. In the white room Farouk reveals his true form and chases Syd down which scares the shit outta her. But, important note, he doesn’t actually touch her before the delusion is put in place. It’s still very much not real.

Anyways, what’s a horrifying display of control and power for everyone else worked a bit differently for Syd. She was the only one who noticed anything was off. And she couldn’t place it for a while, which worried her, and she eventually gets incapacitated by Lenny. But then, she’s woken up by Cary who takes her into a phone booth and tries to update her on what’s happening, only she’s already figured it out. I’ll point this out as a moment of overconfidence, she’s visibly proud that she was able to see through the illusion. She’s not like the others, she’s a hero archetype. And being that means when Cary hands her the glasses and tells her to go save the others she’s super confident in her ability to do so. She’s the hero after all. And when she does put on the glasses she remarks, “She thought it’d be more interesting.” She’s actively downplaying this nightmare. I don’t hold it against her but my point in saying all this is that it comes back later. This is another instance of her thinking Farouk’s “Not that big a deal.” Underestimating his abilities. I mean, she saw through it after all, she could probably do it again if she needed too... right?

To summarize 3, Syd sees herself as the hero who saw through Farouks cheap illusion. She feels stronger than Farouk here, like he couldn’t hurt her (really hurt her I mean) even if he tried. And in that, she can’t relate to the others who treat it like a big deal or like a traumatizing moment in their adventure. It was just a standard hero vs villain fight to her. Really hope the points getting across cause this’ll come up later.

4. White room, chap 8. Another interaction with Lenny only this time she’s on the ropes, looking a lot worse for ware. Syds not scared of her anymore, or so she tells herself at least. She saw through Farouks tricks. She can do it again if she has too. Nothings gonna get in the way of her and Davids happily ever after. Except Lenny has a good point... she’s still inside David. Still attached to his mind. She could explode his brain if they try to rip her out forcefully. And David can’t handle himself against Farouk, Syd knows this. Cause Davids never won against Farouk up to this point. Getting out of Mental Clockworks was a team effort from her, Melanie, Cary, and Oliver. If it hadn’t been for the crown they wouldn’t’ve gotten out of their. Syds role in this was to keep Kerry and Rudy safe until Cary could complete his end of the plan. And she did. But David was helpless in that, as far she knows. So she, the hero, needs to do something. Just sitting around isn’t good enough. So... she switches with David again. Using a true loves kiss too, a truly fairy tale worthy action, one for the books.

She’s fully possessed now, completely outta control of her own body, but Farouk only used her to get Kerry. It’s a very short moment for Syd, she might not even remember it. When she wakes up she says, “Did we win?” She honestly might’ve just blacked out after the kiss. Because they’re not telepaths their minds are probably much easier to push to the side than Davids. She might not’ve really... experienced the possession is what I’m getting at. And she’s once again most concerned with David.

D: “You should not have done that, as much as I like kissing you.”

S: “It would’ve killed you.” She says that last line not in a concerned way, but in a playful-ish way. As if to say “Obviously I saved you. I’d destroy the world myself if it meant saving you.”

Ya know what, I’ll point out here also that David once again failed to beat Farouk. Syd managed to get Farouk out of his mind but David still couldn’t stop him in the real world.

5. Plaque, chap 9. As explained in show, Syds been part of the team hunting down Farouk and trying to stop him from finding his body. Before chap 12 she and everyone else is under the impression that Farouk is the source of the “maze virus”. A psychological plaque that freezes everyone in their tracks and causes them to chatter their teeth. Disturbing, but... just based on other stuff we know about the character... she probably doesn’t care that much. Her main focus is probably still David. And when David comes back, she immediately blames him for disappearing. Her context here being that he was found in the club they followed Farouk to, next to a bunch of teeth chatterers mumbling, “Help them. Their in the maze.” Clearly, he’s been somewhat involved with the events of the past year, so why hasn’t he contacted her? Why hasn’t he included her in it? Why’d he abandon her? He says he doesn’t remember anything? Ptonomy says otherwise. Clearly he remembers something. He’s keeping secrets. She gets why from the others, but why from her? They’re supposed to be a team. And he abandoned her, to go clubbing with Farouk or whatever it is that he was doing their.

6. Music box, chap 10. Davids back. Maybe she can just pretend things are normal. He leads them to the middle of nowhere and they find her old music box. Farouk. That asshole. His little jump scares and memory tricks won’t get to her. He can’t hurt her, remember? This is all he can do. Illusions, trick. And she’ll see right through them every time. Besides, was reminding her of her childhood really the best he can do? Yeah she’s got a childhood, so does everyone. She’s over it already. (I’m starting to type more and more in Syds perspective.)

6.5 Syd the illusion breaker gets caught in the maze, chap 12. Only... she’s out of it before David even enters her mind to save her. She sees that he’s there, doesn’t know why, but decides to use this as an opportunity to teach him a lesson. We all know the lesson though. The headline in this particular case is, “David never saved Syd from her maze.” He never even saw it. She doesn’t know what he’s talking about when she mentions it. He entered her mind but she’s the one in full control. Scary good control even, props to her. The lesson she’s trying to teach him is sort of... her own thought process on heroism. “Love can’t save us, it’s what we have to save.” Up to this point “love” is all Syds been fighting for. It’s been the driving force behind her heroism. She’s done some messed up things in her past, sure, but all her problems only made her stronger. They made her the “truth seer” she is today. They led her to David, the best thing that’s ever happened to her. No villain can hurt her more than she’s hurt herself. This all... obviously doesn’t translate perfectly to David. That’s just... not been his experience.

(Skippable David Tangent) Farouk hurt David the most that any one person could. And David couldn’t hurt himself more even if he tried. And all Davids pain hasn’t made him mentally stronger, less gullible, or less sensitive. The opposite in fact. Davids minds been split, unbeknownst to Syd. He’s in a constant state of confusion. He keeps getting tugged around by friends and enemies and doesn’t know what to do about it. Davids pain hasn’t shielded him at all, just caused him more strife. He’s even still being manipulated by his abuser. The survivor story just doesn’t work on him, at the moment at least. As far as Davids concerned his “strength” comes from his powers, and he didn’t get a choice in those either. Syd doesn’t see any of this, she’s not a telepath. She hopes her story will help him but... it really only applies to her. Back into her perspective though,

7. Lenny’s back, chap 15. I know this isn’t a Farouk interaction but it is sorta important. Davids not listening to her. She’s trying to remind him of the mission, trying to keep him focused, but clearly it’s not working. Losing his sister really affected him. She understands sure, but he won’t even talk to her about it. Love is what’s supposed to be used to help each other through these dark times, to make sure people don’t feel alone. But he’s isolating himself from her. He isn’t “saving love” he’s pushing it away. That’s not what heroes are supposed to do. Farouk is once again in the way of their love. She can’t blame David, and she knows it’s not her fault, so Farouk.

But the headline there is she’s downplaying his sisters death. As if it’s just another trick to mess with him, an obstacle to be hurdled over. Like the music box thing. But... his sister died. In fact... Lenny was more immediately comforting to him about it than either of the Syds were.

Syd still isn’t internalizing the pain Farouks causing to others. All she’s internalized is her own wins against him and the fact that he’s never permanently damaged her specifically. Or so she says. He’s still just a ghost in a haunted house.

8. Lenny talk, chap 16. Syd comes over to gloat. She sees through Farouks trick. Lenny’s not gonna frazzle her, or David. She’s just another obstacle to their happiness. Only Lenny drops a hard truth on her. And Syd doesn’t seem to want to hear it. She’s stunned at. Tbh... I think she walks away deciding not to believe her. It must be another trick. She just said that to mess with her (again, Syds thoughts). She really really wants to continue thinking of Farouk as “just some asshole” who they need to work with and/or defeat so her and David can finally have their happy ever after. At this point, if she actually started thinking of Farouk as dangerous to her, as a major threat, it’d feel like giving him power. The power of fear, over her. She refuses to be afraid of Farouk, cause she knows that’s how he tricks people. That’s how he controls them. So she doesn’t listen to Lenny. She resolves to continue downplaying Farouks crimes. A dog barking in peoples ears.

9. The cave, chap 18. In between this and the last one David left her again. He really doesn’t get what “saving love” means. But she dedicates herself to him again. If he won’t save love, she will. She’s a hero after all. She’s beaten Farouk in the past and she’ll beat him again if she has too. And then... the cave. Incorporating what another fan has said, even if Syd does pic up on Melanie being Farouk, she knows her future self wanted to work with him for some reason. He was the key to saving the world. He may be a house haunting asshole, but if he saves the world, then there’s gotta be something more to him... right? Melanie complains about Oliver some more, she’s over it. But then Melanie starts showing Syd images. Syd doesn’t know how she’s doing that, but some of the images are from very private personal moments. And they’re all centered on David. These must be memories. Both her and Davids. How Melanie is doing this can go on the back-burner for now, what is she trying to tell her with these? That Davids crazy? No, Farouk’s the one who was behind all these things. Davids “her man.” Her one true love. The problem in their relationship has always been Farouk.

But then... there are all those moments after she got Farouk out of his head. Him keeping secrets. Him not confiding in her, or being there for her. Him constantly leaving her behind. That’s not how love’s supposed to work. A psychopath? Well, when you say that... and you show these images on the screen... and you show him torturing Oliver ( a victim) to get to Syd. And enjoying it, almost like he just wanted the excuse to go all out. Like it’s not really about saving Syd. Or love for that matter. Syd maybe admits to herself at this point that Davids fairly unhinged. He’s had a rough childhood though, there were bound to be some sharp edges here and there. He tortures Oliver for a long time though. And it really starts to feel like he just likes doing it, not that he’s doing it cause it’s “necessary”. It doesn’t even work.

And then... Melanie shows her Future Syd. She matches the description David gave her. And there’s David, in those same pajamas he wears. And... he’s kissing FS. He didn’t tell her about that. It’s not cheating cause it’s her future self. But... they talked about this. David was the one to say it might feel weird. Why not tell her? Why keep that a secret. Even if it’s not cheating, it certainly feels like it. It’s a huge betrayal. And he doesn’t have Farouk as an excuse. Davids just... a bad person. She’s starting to piece together the point of all this. “Legion, The World Killer” yada yada.

David hasn’t been loyal to her. He hasn’t saved loved, he’s not going to save love. The path he’s on is dark and selfish. Could he destroy the world? They’ve known he could since season 1. They never thought he’d actually do it. But wait no, you can’t give up on love that easily. He’s a good person. And then Melanie shows it all again. And she shows him kissing Lenny. And she shows FS telling Farouk about David. And Syd can’t help but concede. Davids too far gone. Farouk may be an asshole, but David lied about everything. He lied to Syd. Again, Davids not going to save love, he missed the mark on that. Davids going to end the world.

Very important to point out here, as I’ve tried to build it up, Syds internalized herself as a hero who doesn’t let anything get to her. Farouk can’t hurt her with his illusions and tricks. She’s seen through them before and she’ll do it again. But David betraying her? Keeping secrets? Playing with her heart? That hurts more than anything Farouks done to her. She invested in David. She was on his side no matter what, but he wasn’t on her side. So if FS says Davids evil and has gotta go, than she’ll believe her. He’s gotta go.

All of this hopefully explains my theory on Syds specific moment-to-moment reasoning thoroughly

I also wanna say though, if I’m right this makes Syds moment on the mountain make more sense. All the specific unexplained discrepancies.

She says she knows it was Farouk who showed her all that. Because she doesn’t perceive Farouk as that big of a threat and again, as mostly a house haunter. Those were clearly memories, she doesn’t care that the infos coming from him, and she believes she can tell the difference between an illusion and something real. so Davids gotta answer for that.

She gets a detail wrong, she says “He went to see her, after you quit.” But we all know he saw her before David quit and specifically set him up. Syd doesn’t know David specifically broke their rules after they set them. She thinks he kissed her beforehand and didn’t tell her for whatever reason.

And again, she doesn’t fully understand what everyone around hers been through. Hence, “The son of sam” thing. To her, Farouk maybe evil, but you can see through his tricks if you just try hard enough. Even though he possessed her she didn’t really register it happening. At a certain point the things you do when he’s in your head are on you (says Syd).

Oh, and also majorly, the “Farouk, your enemy” thing. She never really care about him all that much. He was just an obstacle. David was the one who had a weird complex about him.

Tl;dr Syd doesn’t view Farouk as much of a threat. She doesn’t register or internalize the pain he’s causing to the others cause he’s not doing any of it to her. Syds main focus is David and when she realizes what Farouk’s showing her are memories, and that David’s betrayed her and isn’t planning on “saving love”, that hurts her more than anything Farouks done. Thus, she turns.

#legion fx #spoilers

[valkyrieofsmut]

Feeling invisible

Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Descriptions:  (Y/n) is feeling kind of invisible, which is making her kind of depressed. She insists that it’s nothing, how she’s feeling isn’t important, it doesn’t matter... but Bucky is determined to change her mind.

Types: Smut, comfort

Warnings: talk of depression feelings. 

Words: 4124

A/n- well, I was feeling really depressed a while ago, and so I started doing the only thing that I could think of to make myself feel better... Writing a comfort smut! So here you go!

Masterlist

Story!

(Y/n) sat on the end cushion of the couch, elbow on the arm, hand supporting her chin. 

Bucky walked into the room from the kitchen, a towel over his shoulder, sports bottle in one hand, the other ruffling his almost dry hair. 

He saw (Y/n) sitting on the couch, her face toward the TV, but her eyes glazed and distant. There was a sparkle in her eye, but it wasn't the one of hope and good feelings he usually saw there; it was one of gloomy bleakness, tears, maring her beautiful face. 

He didn’t like it.

His footsteps hesitated, then turned toward the couch, until he was at the other end. He saw her legs tucked up on the couch, feet between them, making it impossible to actually sit next to her. His brow crinkled as he took it in, then sat on the opposite end of the couch. It’s not like she’d want him to be so close to her anyway, not him, the ex Winter Soldier… 

“Hey,” he said, his gruff voice soft. “Hey, (Y/n),” he tried again, a little louder, but she still didn’t react. It took two more tries and patting her sock covered foot for her to notice him. 

“Oh, hi, Bucky,” she greeted, her face instantly trying to hide her feelings, but her sweet smile didn’t hide the pain in her eyes.

Bucky’s heart lurched and his jaw clenched before he could unclench it. 

“You- do you want to talk about it?” He asked. 

“Talk about what?” (Y/n) asked, either playing stupid, or truly thinking that she was fooling him. But Bucky was no fool.

“Whatever is happening,” he told her, “whatever is making you feel like this.” 

(Y/n)’s smile wavered, and the tears hovering at her bottom lids before she flashed a small smile, gave a soft snort, and turned back to the tv. 

“(Y/n),” his voice was serious, though still soft. “Doll- sorry, you, uh, don’t mind me calling you doll, do you?” He asked sheepishly.

“No,” she murmured, and he’d swear there was a blush on her cheeks. 

“Then please, doll? I’m here, you can tell me what’s going on,” he offered, leaning a little closer. 

“It’s nothing,” she told him with a dismissive shrug, her eyes not leaving the tv. 

The frown and pinched brow on Bucky’s face deepened. “Ya know… When Steve and I were young, in the depression, a lot of life was pretending that everything was ok.” The corner of her lips quirked up and a soft huff of a chuckle left her. “We all pretended like we didn’t know life wasn’t as good as others said it was, let it go to be polite. So I can see through all the bullshit. And you’re not very good at giving it out,” he told her. 

(Y/n)’s head jerked to him, her eyes meeting his, her face staying blank as her heart jumped in her chest. 

“So,” Bucky took a chance and scooted a couple of inches toward her, still almost the whole couch away. “Gonna tell me what’s wrong?” 

“I mean that it’s nothing that should be a problem. Just stupid stuff,” she told him. 

“Like what?” He asked. 

She turned away again, and he saw her lips twitch as she fought the tears trying to push at her. 

Bucky scooted another couple of inches closer, making sure to still be at least half of the couch away, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable. “Doll, you know… it doesn’t matter what we, or anyone else, think should or shouldn’t be a problem. If it’s making you feel bad, then it’s a problem. So… Are you going to tell me?” (Y/n) still hesitated. “It’ll make you feel better.” 

She looked over at him, something that looked like desperation, or maybe need showing in her eyes. 

“C’mon, doll, you can tell me anything, no judgment.” 

(Y/n) let out a sigh and closed her eyes, and Bucky understood; sometimes it was easier to talk about things when you could close your eyes and pretend that the world wasn’t there. “I… I’m just feeling really insignificant.” 

Bucky let out a confused noise and his face showed his lack of understanding. 

“See?” (Y/n) demanded a bit roughly. “It’s stupid. You think it’s stupid. I’m so stupid...”

“No, doll,” Bucky quickly put in. “You’re not stupid, and feeling that way isn’t nothing, I’m- just a bit confused… You’re a hero…”

(Y/n) shrugged. “That doesn’t matter on a personal level. Ooo, my job is to work with the Avengers," she mocked. "As a person, I’m invisible.” 

Bucky felt his head slightly shaking in disagreement. “What brought this on, doll?” 

(Y/n) just made dismissive movements with her body and head. “It’s-” 

“It’s not stupid, doll,” Bucky interrupted. “It’s not stupid. Just tell me.” 

“I-” (Y/n) let out a big breath, then took another. “I have these social media accounts…” She looked over at Bucky to make sure he was following, to see him nodding in recognition. “So, it’s like groups of people that I talk to-” 

“I know what social media is,” Bucky chuckled. 

“I-” she blushed, “I just meant that there are smaller groups made from people of the bigger groups, that I’m a part of, that I was invited to, actually.” Bucky nodded again. “I- I honestly don’t know why I was invited. I was minding my own business, and got an invite, and from there, I was invited to another place. Friendly places, with a lot of the same people. And, it was nice, talking to all these people, being friendly when it’s just me, and not everyone just excited to talk to anyone associated with the Avengers…” 

Bucky nodded again, scooting closer. Only half the couch was between them, but it still felt like an ocean to him. 

“So we talked, and talked, I was asked to hang out and participate in games and stuff… but, recently, I’ve been… I’ve been being ignored more and more. Not- not like they’re being jerks and ganging up against me, I don’t think, just… I make comments or posts, and no one comments, and I swear they don’t look at them. One of the other girls has a pretty face, she puts a pic up, a couple hours later no one has been on to comment, I post something that is funny or cute, all of a sudden, comments on the other girl’s pic. My post is ignored and no one acknowledges it.” 

Bucky reached out, laying his hand on the cushion, close to her. “That’s… Some people are just invested in one thing… But on the other places-?” 

“It’s the same,” (Y/n) told him. “I ask someone something or comment on their comments, no reply or acknowledgment. No hi, even.”

“Is it something like them being in the middle of an argument?” 

She shook her head. “No, things like, ‘this is a really good movie!’ ‘Oh, thanks, I’m glad you told me!’ ‘You should watch it soon!’ ‘Oh, I’ve wanted to watch that movie. Good to know it’s good.’ ‘You definitely should!’ And then I’ll put something like, ‘I’ve been excited to watch that, too! I’ve heard it’s like this other movie. Do you think so?’ And they will continue to talk to each other, and make no comment on my question. I'll post a funny meme, nothing, someone posts after me, all the reactions and comments. They really just… Ignore me." 

"But you were invited?" Bucky asked.

She nodded. "Yeah. I didn't even know this place existed, but then I was sent an invite." 

Bucky's lip slipped from his teeth. "Then it's obvious that they wanted you there, and they probably didn't ask you just to ignore you…" 

(Y/n) shrugged. "I don't know. It doesn't matter, anyw-"

"Doll, it does. Your feelings matter," he told her, feeling like the nervousness that usually plagued him when he tried to talk to her had disappeared, making it suddenly so much easier. 

A door closed loudly in the next room, and it seemed to signal (Y/n) to get up and head away to her room. Irritation dug at Bucky's stomach as he watched her disappearing through the doorway just as Sam entered the room. 

A soft irritated noise grew in his throat, and he returned Sam's head nod of acknowledgement as he passed. 

Bucky sighed and turned back to the TV, bemoaning the loss of chance when he was making such progress. After a moment, though, he ordered the electronics off and stood, going down the hall and passing (Y/n)'s door on the way to his own. 

Bucky paused, turning back to the door, the pinch of his brow showing his internal struggle. He glanced toward his door, then turned fully and stepped to (Y/n)'s. 

He knocked on the door and it opened a moment later, letting the sounds of her music drift into the hall. 

"Hi again," she greeted with a forced, weak smile. 

He didn't return the smile, seeing the pink around her eyes and feeling his heart squeeze. He instead reached out and cupped her cheek with his hand. 

Bucky stepped closer and the clean showered, after gym smell of him filled her stuffy nose, seeming to loosen up the stuffiness with his spicy scent. 

She looked up from his tank top clad chest into his eyes, the pools of blue capturing her and making her forget what she'd been doing before. 

"Doll," his gruff voice murmured, his thumb slowly circling over her cheekbone. 

(Y/n) hummed softly in question, and stepped back into her room as his hand seemed to direct her. 

"Doll, I don't like seeing that sad look on your face… I'd do anything to get rid of it…" His voice grew softer with each word he spoke, his face getting closer to hers. 

"Anything…?" She breathed, her heart speeding against her ribs. 

"Yeah, doll," he agreed, his breath brushing over her chin, "anything…" 

A tiny, sharp gasp managed to make its way into her lungs just before his lips met hers. 

A weak moan sounded in (Y/n)'s throat signaling her level of need and spurred Bucky into action. One hand went to cradle her head as his body directed her towards the wall through their connected lips, and his other closed the door. 

(Y/n) felt his hot body pressing against hers, and the electricity that it sent all the way through to her bones, but wasn’t aware of much more than where their bodies were connected. 

Somehow, Bucky maneuvered them through the obstacles of her room and got them to her bed, his free hand roving up and down the side of her until it wrapped around the back of her thigh and lifted to pick her up and lay her on the bed. 

(Y/n) gasped for breath, looking up into Bucky’s eyes as he pulled back to adjust himself over her. 

“S-sorry, doll,” he said as their eyes met, moving to get up. “I didn’t mean ta-”

“No,” she told him, her hand grabbing for him and finding a hold around the strap of his tank top. “No, don’t- u-unless you…” Uncertainty filled her belly. Maybe he hadn’t wanted to kiss her, but had just been swept away by the moment…?

“Ya kiddin’ doll?" He asked incredulously, the hand of the arm he wasn’t leaning on gesturing to himself. “I’m about ta rip a hole in my pants! What would make ya think I didn’t want to?” He asked, a charming half smirk lifting the corner of his lips. 

“N- I just-” She stuttered, trying to say something that wouldn’t reveal what she’d been thinking. 

The quirk on his lips fell, his eyes dropping from hers as he realized what had been going through her mind before looking back up to meet them again. “Well, doll,” he started, his lips quirking again, “any man would be lucky ta get this close to you…” His words trailed off as his lips brushed against hers, the tip of his nose bumping hers as he teased her, his warm breath brushing over her until he finally kissed her. 

(Y/n) felt the electricity start to tingle in her nerves again, building her up to a gasping mess when he parted her lips and their tongues began to tangle. Her hips arched to rub against him as his hand slid down her and slipped under the edge of her shirt, smoothing over her belly and around her side, catching and tugging the band of her pants before moving to squeeze her ass and pull her warmth against where his stiff cock was straining against his pants. 

A needy whine snuck from her throat as his stiffness rubbed her swollen lips through their clothes, and she could feel herself getting wetter, her whole body getting needier. 

A low growl rumbled in Bucky's throat, and he pulled his lips from hers, dragging them over her skin as he made his way to her throat, nipping and kissing as he went. His hand slid up under her shirt and began massaging her breast, fingers searching out her nipple. 

"Take this off, doll," he murmured against her neck as he tugged at her bra. 

His passion darkened voice sent tingles through her, straight to the tips of her nipples, it felt like. 

(Y/n) dragged her hands from him, reaching behind her under her shirt and unhooking her bra, using the move it seemed all women learned to get their bra off without taking their shirts off. 

Bucky licked his lips as he watched the contraption being tossed away. "Fuckin' magic trick," he mumbled before turning back to her, his hand pushing her shirt up to her collarbone to bare her breasts and groaned. "God, you're fuckin' gorgeous, doll," he told her as he ducked and took one breast with his mouth and his hand took over the other. 

(Y/n) could feel the way his tongue swirled and moved over her nipple, his teeth plucking at the tip as his fingers mimicked the motion on the other. She gasped as a burst of cold air hit the wet spot as he switched nipples, sucking and flicking his tongue over it while his breath warmed her. 

She tried to say his name, wanting him to know she liked what he was doing, but it came out as a whimper, making a noise between a groan and a grunt leave him in response. 

Bucky started drifting down her body, his mouth leaving a trail of kisses and nibbles as he made his way down to the band of her pants. "Let's get these offa you, huh doll?" He said as he pulled her pants and panties down her legs and tossed them to the floor. He looked up to see her biting her lip and breathing hard, and the corner of his mouth turned up in a cocky grin. 

Bucky tucked his hair behind his ears and kept eye contact as he turned his head and nipped her calf, grin widening as he watched her reaction. He turned and nipped her other calf, then went back to the first, his eyes drifting closed as he kissed his way up her thigh and nuzzled her pussy. 

His eyes met hers again, and his lips dragged up her pussy as he lifted his head to ask, "you ok with this, doll? You ok with me doin' this?" She looked at him in confusion, her teeth tightening on her lip. "Your wants and thoughts matter, doll. I wanna make sure it's ok with you." 

(Y/n) nodded and Bucky gave her his charming smirk. 

He licked his lips as he looked down and murmured, "you smell amazing, doll," before burying his face between her thighs. 

(Y/n) felt his tongue move over her lips, his arms wrapping around her thighs and parting her so his tongue touched the already tender bud of her clit. 

She gasped and her hips arched to him, following his tongue as it slipped up over her around the bud and back down to press against her opening, dipping in and circling and trailing back up to flick over her clit. 

Bucky's hands squeezed her hips, kneading the flesh as he devoured her, making her squirm and pant, silently begging with each arch of her hips. 

Bucky groaned against her and pulled her clit between his lips, gently sucking and licking it until he felt her jerking, her cries drifting down to his ears as she came. He slipped one hand around and let it trail down around the back of her thigh to send two fingers into her throbbing pussy. 

(Y/n)'s movements got more jagged and disconnected as he grew rougher, holding her hips down and shoving his fingers in and out, making her noises get louder and louder, thankfully still a little disguised by the music still pouring from the speakers. 

By the time (Y/n) caught her breath, Bucky was already kissing his way back over her breasts, his tongue stretching out to flick over one nipple. 

"That's a much better expression for your beautiful face to hold, doll," he told her, a grin growing over his lips as he moved up to kiss her. 

Their tongues tangled for a moment before Bucky pulled back enough to toss off his shirt, and (Y/n)'s hands went to smooth over his chest. He groaned at the hungry look in her eyes and immediately returned to her mouth. 

Bucky gave her thighs a squeeze as he pulled them around his waist, pressing against her sensitive pussy and rocked his hips. 

A whine left her throat and Bucky felt a groan rumble in his chest. He took his lips from hers, leaving open mouth kisses along her jaw. 

"Fuck, doll, that perfect little pussy feels so-" He groaned and pressed against her again to fill in the end of the sentence. 

(Y/n) pressed back against him, her thighs tightening around his waist. 

Bucky trailed his open mouth kisses down her throat, leaning his hips back to be able to slide his pants down them, and felt himself spring up, bobbing and overcoming being caught on the band. 

"You ready, sweetheart?" He asked as his hands took hold of her ass. 

(Y/n) managed out a needy affirmative, "uh-huh." 

Bucky licked his lips and pushed in, his hands tightening as he pulled her hips closer. 

His brows met, eyes closed, trying to keep himself going slowly, until he finally bottomed out with a gasped, "fuck…" 

(Y/n) was panting, one hand on his arm, the other flopped somewhere around her head, clutching at something. 

He gave her a minute to catch her breath, and to catch his own, before starting to shift, slowly moving his hips. 

(Y/n) moaned as he started slowly pushing in and out, his hips gently bumping against hers. 

Bucky’s head lowered, his lips meeting hers, tongues circling and rubbing over each other as he pumped in and out and she arched to meet him. 

After a few moments, he pulled away with a groan. “Ah- oh god,” he half groaned, half whined, his hips pausing before picking up pace. “Ah- doll…” 

(Y/n) whimpered, arching up as she wrapped her arms around him, one hand tangling in his hair. “Ngh, Bucky,” she whined, feeling him twitch inside her in reply. 

“(Y-Y/n), angh-!” He cursed, gasping in a breath before his grip tightened. “D-dollface- I-” His hips started moving faster. “F-fuck, dollface- wanna-” He gasped in another breath, then growled near her ear, “wanna pound your sweet little pussy till you scream.” 

(Y/n) whimpered, her fingers digging into him as his hips sped up. Oh boy did she want that, too… “P-please-!” She gasped. “Yes-s ple-ease!” 

Bucky groaned, his back flexing as his hips moved. His pace kept up until he had to pull back to keep going, his arms wrapping under her knees and holding onto her thighs, her keening above his ears driving him crazy with the need to see what her face looked like. 

“Ungh- babydoll... fuck-” he gasped, muttering, “gorgeous,” before he started thrusting harder, his hips slapping against hers as the head of his cock nudged against her cervix, giving a pleasant sting to each thrust. 

“B-Bucky,” she gasped, feeling herself at his mercy now, the only thing she could do was clench the sheets in her hands and cry out as he drove her closer to orgasm. 

He was pounding into her properly, now, his hips slapping against her ass, cock bumping her cervix. “Oh, fuck, (Y/n),” he growled, “come for me.”

The coil in her belly snapped, sending her over the edge with an arch of her back and a cry of his name. 

“That’s it, (Y/n),” he moaned, his hands tightening on her thighs as he slowly rode her through her orgasmic tremors. “God, baby that feels so good,” he panted. 

(Y/n) moaned and tried to catch her breath, but then he started at his previous pace again, pounding into her, his hands tightening on her thighs until she was sure that she’d have bruises the next day, but the thought only registered in the back of her mind, not at all caring as the pleasurable sting of his cock bumping her cervix returned. 

Bucky could feel himself getting close, the already heavenly feeling of her around him only getting better with her orgasm. The fresh wetness from her orgasm only made it easier for him to slide in and out, thrusting fast and hard as he drove them forward toward bliss. 

(Y/n)’s hips arched as her body begged for more, causing him to hit a new spot that made her cry out louder, and Bucky shifted her hips to keep her in that position, repeatedly hitting that spot and making her cries start to turn desperate. 

Bucky slid one hand to rub his fingers over her clit, quickly rubbing over it, asking, “ya ready to come for me again, doll?” 

He groaned as her muscles started twitching, her whole body twitching as she grew desperately close to the edge. 

“P-please- p-p- ah- ple- ple-eE-EASE!” (Y/n)’s ragged cries catching in her throat as she teetered on the edge. 

“(Y/n)- fuck- come- for me- now- doll!” Bucky demanded, slamming into her as his fingers frantically rubbed over her clit. 

His name left her in a scream, her muscles giving a collective shiver before tightening and seeming to pull him in with trembling perfection and another gush of wetness. 

“F- fu- d-dollface-” he panted, his thrusts faltering. “G-od, fuc- yes! G-gonna- ‘m gonna- fuck!” He came with a guttural growl, dropping over her to hold her close, wrapping his arms around her and burying his nose in her neck as he filled her. “S-so good… Th-that’s- definitely he-eaven,” he panted against her as the last waves of their release moved through them. 

When he could gather himself to move without collapsing, Bucky rolled so that she was laying on his chest. 

(Y/n) laid on him, eyes closed and still panting to catch her breath. 

Bucky gave a content groan as his hands started drifting over her, tilting her chin up to pull her into a kiss. 

When he pulled back, a grin twisted his face as he saw the smile on her lips, her eyes still closed. “Wow,” he murmured to her. “Just look at you, doll…” 

“Mm, what?” She asked, wondering if she had super crazy sex hair or something.

“You look like the most important person in my life,” he told her, running his thumb over her lower lip. 

“B-Bucky,” she scolded with a blush as she looked away. 

He turned her back to meet his eyes. “Serious, doll. (Y/n). You’re the most important person in my life.” 

“Wh-what about Steve-” She started, trying to disprove his words. 

“Steve can take care of himself, doll. So can you, but… I want to take care of you,” he told her. “More than I even worry about anyone else -including Steve- so… doesn’t that make you the most important person in my life?” 

“I- I-” 

She was trying to find more arguments against it, he knew she was. 

“Say yes, (Y/n), just say yes. We both know that the answer is ‘yes,’” he told her, wrapping her up in his arms and holding her close as he snuggled into the bed. 

“Y-yes…” she quietly murmured. 

“There you go, dollface,” he murmured back with a soft kiss to her forehead. 

TAG LIST

@lilypalmer1987 @pingu89 @gifsbysimplysonia @omnomsauruswrites @ria132love @slender--spirit @awkward-haux @shuriss @Ladifreakingda  @muggleluna @cauraphernelia @ravenclawmuggles @stonedxsoldier @rainbowkisses31 @racheo91 @mrsmookie @emilysallysmith @sebbystanlover-vk @Mybloodtypeiscoffee @Imnotcoolmasterrr @lillovin84 @leah2901 @igothroughphasesalot @letstalkaboutsebbaby @missinstantgratification @Ven9eance6661 @starkxpotts @a-book-pressed-rose @badassbaker @xxKimmilyxx @lookwhatyoumademequeue @kiki5283 @blingblingboy @stressedandbandobessed7771 @justanothermarvelfan01 @boo-ven9eance @songforhema @rororo06 @the-omni-princess @Ohshit-2500 @dibsonamericasass @yknott81 @isaacunderground @Animemarvelfangirl95 @thequeenreaders @viarogers @anamcg317 @trynnabemultifandom  @karla-silva @janndishsstuff @imeanshitithappens @tephi101 @keldachick @Randomfandompenguin  @mannls @screeching-student-unknown @lizfawn @ya-lyublu-tebya @their-bibliophile @Sebbestian @the-fifth-marauder03 @Jbstans

#Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes x reader #Protective Bucky #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes smut #bucky x y/n #Smut #marvel #Avengers #comfort #comfort sex #fluff #valkyrieofsmut

[proherostories]

img from this post

I hope it was worth the wait!

Ao3

Ages - Always 18+ Pair - Alpha!Izuku x Reader

WC - 6159

Warnings - Biting, Bonding (which leads to mild blood), First Times, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, knotting Notes - Izuku goes through great lengths to make sure consent is unmistakable. He’s also very...thorough. To anyone who reads this and also likes Kirishima, there’s set up about Fated Pairs that applies to a KirishimaxReader in the future.

-----

It was totally, utterly, completely rare for two alphas to get together. Alpha females weren’t as common, but your parents were not only lucky enough to have the right personality mesh for it, but be a fated pair. Which...baffled so many people, but it made their lives so much easier.

What sucked? Somehow somewhere along the line Fate decided you were not going to be an Alpha like your mom and dad. Which meant as soon as your body settled as an Omega, the complete and utter opposite, not even a Beta, your life was designated to not be easy.

Suppressants up the wazzoo to keep it hidden and save yourself the embarrassment, feeling like a disgrace. People still found out somehow and gave you grief. Bullying. Your mom not being someone you could go to for advice because she had no clue. Each time your ‘heat’ was supposed to hit you the medication just went up for a time to hold it back. Being told to just deal with it, no one to turn to, no one to listen.

Then you reached eighteen. The suppressants were failing. You begged and prayed to your body and any deity to listen, needing the medication to last just a little longer. Until you graduated, until you could move out and have the right of body and mind to do what was best for you and not those around you. To finally take control of yourself, to maybe feel healthy. Man, wouldn’t that be a dream?

Somehow, someway, you survived. You made it. You were in your own apartment, you had landed a job through a friend from school with a super understanding owner. Said friend was able to go shopping with you after your first paycheck, get you nesting items, different meds to help with the pain you could only hope would work. Also helped you get...toys. The idea didn’t thrill you, but your friend was hyper concerned. Honestly, what did you do to deserve her? Part of you wished you could just be gay for her, but sadly she wasn’t interested and as much as you tried, you just wanted her cuddles, not her bond.

Then...nothing happened.

It was a relief and also a red flag. Maybe you were a late bloomer because of the suppressants? Oh dear. Your doctor did say it might take a few months to a year for your body to regulate itself. It didn’t help your body’s growth had also been stunted, so basically if it could go wrong it was.

That...also applied to a villain crashing into the shop one day. Yay. Fantastic.

Oh...oh no, but then there was that...really cute Pro Hero, Deku...there was no way. Impossible. He wouldn’t look twice at you…

Then he did.

He looked at you again and again, actually. It started with him apologizing profusely about the shop; he always did his best to keep damage to a minimum but that one had been quite a handful. He even offered to??? Help pay for repairs via his agency??? Which was...Who was this angel of a man?

Then he came back...over and over. He really liked the shop, he said. The owner called him out on buying things to help fund the place, but as soon as he blushed so bad his freckles stood out your friend giggled to you later that that was but wasn’t the reason.

It was? You?

At one point he came in with some friends, showed them around the place, and then one of them...Red Riot? Slapped Deku so hard on the back he stumbled forward in your direction. His friends laughed when he turned beet red.

He asked you to call him Izuku...Izuku Midoriya was his name, and he...he...asked you out for coffee. It was so dumb and so cheesy but…

You said yes.

That’s how you ended up here...several months later after officially dating. You two were laughing, having a great time walking into the theatre chatting about the movie you were going to see. You’d been feeling...warm all day. Part of you thought maybe you were coming down with something? You didn’t pay it any mind, but damn did Izuku look fine as hell. You had always appreciated his body, of course. Thick, muscular, his hugs were amazing the way they wrapped around you. He made you feel so safe. His scent was delicious, too! Ugh, he literally smelled like a cinnamon roll it was so unfair but today it seemed...so much more intense. You wondered why that was? Why did your body feel so tingly, too, every time you looked at him, and your breath caught with how the sunlight was washing over him.

Even Izuku had noticed you were red in the face, but you waved him off. You were fine. You’d go to the clinic in the morning, but you would at least last your date night. That satisfied him enough. Only...you barely managed to survive a portion of the movie. You were squirming in your seat the whole time…Had Izuku always looked so...sexy?

“Hey...sweetpea, are you sure you’re alright?” Izuku whispered low and frowned at you. He reached out and put his hand on your thigh...and when you let out the beginnings of a moan his eyes nearly bugged out of his head. He slapped his giant, scarred hand over your mouth, “Oh no...damnit, I’m so stupid!” he muttered, this time mostly to himself, “I’m so used to your scent now I didn’t even...shit…” He inwardly promised himself to either bring you here again in the future or buy the DVD when it came out, but he stood abruptly and hauled you out of your seat. He didn’t even pay attention to the other people there, gathering both of your things and ushering you out of the row as fast as possible.

“Zuku, what are...what’s wrong?” Your brain was too hazy. “What’s wrong with my scent?” you didn’t even understand why you moaned.

“No time. C’mon, sweetpea, I’m driving.” He barely contained his vibrating body, his hand possessively at the small of your back. His touch was always so friendly, even if you two had been dating for a decent amount of time. This felt different, and it made your body feel hotter. Ignoring the people giving him stares was a lot harder now they were in the lobby, but at least the majority of people were inside enjoying their movies.

Once outside is where your mind finally cleared with the fresh air, “Zuku, what...what’s happening?” you asked, voice small and a bit scared. You were alarmed with yourself now, let alone the situation. “That happened so fast, I was fine half an hour ago!”

“Shhh, baby, it’s okay,” he looped his arm completely around your waist now. It felt so out of character, being on the edge of too tight, too close yet not enough. He was doing his best to let out calming pheromones, but your frightened scent made him dizzy too and his stomach twist. You didn’t belong to anyone, and oh no, his jaw was starting to ache… He took a deeeeep breath in as the wind blew by and ruffled his emerald locks, “I got you, if you let me. Let’s keep walking, it’s all downhill from here. I’ve done a lot of research, okay? I won’t let you down, I promise. I swear. I’ll be right here for you at least until we get you home. Just...leave the window down when we get to my car?”

“G-Got it…” his reassurances were a mixture of comforting and concerning and it was enough of confusion for you to follow him without thinking twice about it.

So now here you two were, on the road, on the way back to your place. Your head was pressed to the window of his car with it halfway down. It was cooling and helped what felt like a fever. “Izuku,” you finally speak up, scared and the silence was too much. His scent was also being sucked towards you...it was also distressed, but there was something...deeper there. What was it? “Please talk to me…”

“I’m sorry! I don’t mean to make you worry!” He immediately apologized, “Everyone used to make fun of me for rambling my ideas and stuff out loud so I was just thinking internally about what to do, how to do it...Ah, aah...um...your...your heat is hitting you, baby...that’s what’s happening. I was so focused on thinking ahead I forgot the now...Is it okay if I...ask you some things? Reiterate stuff we’ve talked about before?”

That explained everything. It was simultaneously a good thing and a problematic thing that your heat was hitting you. “Now’s a good a time as any, while the air from outside helps me think…”

“Yeah...yeah that’s what I thought. You love me...right?” he asked first, of all things.

“I…” your face turns as red as Kirishima’s hair, but for a completely different reason than hormones, “Yes I do. I love you very much, Izuku...why?”

“You...believe in Fated pairs because of your parents, right?”

Oh now that was a very pointed question now wasn’t it? You were pretty smart yourself, and you caught on, “Do you...think that we’re…?”

It was his turn to blush furiously, “Y-Yes...it’s my theory that because of being on suppressants so long, you were never able to really tell if you were a Fated because everyone made such a big deal about you being an Omega. Then you’ve been off of them for a while now, at least a year...and you’ve just been thinking you haven’t had your heat because your body needed to figure itself out, right? Well...I...I’ve never really been interested in anybody. I didn’t really know why. I mean...I’ve been able to appreciate that my friends have awesome bodies and stuff, but it never really did anything to me. No one’s scent has ever done anything to me...until you. I met you and everything changed. I disappeared for two weeks in the middle of us dating...you know how I said I was on a mission long-distance? I...I lied. I was going through my first real…ah...rut. I felt-feel! So bad about lying to you, sweetpea, but I didn’t know how to explain it! Now here you are, hanging on by a thread and...what did it start with?”

He talked so much and so fast. Usually, you could keep up with him, pick apart his muttering, but it took you a moment to even register his question. Even longer to think back to the beginning of your day. Now it was hard to tell if the blush you had was from embarrassment or from your heat. “I...was...admiring you. Your...your body. You’ve smelled so amazing all day, too...cinnamon sugar and vanilla...like a cinnamon roll and I just…” you caught yourself before you said ‘want to bite you’. That would sure as hell have implications in several ways. You jumped at the sound of his steering wheel creaking.

“You smell...really good to me, too, baby…” his voice was strained, his expression pained, but his eyes bore a hole through his windshield with how hard he was staring at the road. God, somehow his nostrils flaring was hot, too.

“I want to talk to you about so much...but...while you can still think, baby, do you...do you...want me to...stay with you? Help you through it? I-I-I mean! I’mavirginsomaybeIwon’tbeverygoodbutI’lldomybestand-”

“Izuku!”

Izuku whined but shut up. You worried for the steering wheel, but he was pulling into a gas station. “I’m sorry…”

“I’m...a virgin too, so I mean at least we’ll be in the same boat, but I figured as much after you mentioned you had your own first real rut.” You said as calmly as possible as he parked. You bit your lip, shifting nervously, “I’ve been...wondering why you haven’t wanted to...have sex with me…” you told him honestly, quiet and upset, “I thought you didn’t...want me...that way…”

“No, no, baby, please!” Izuku waved his hands frantically and he reached out, placing one hand on your shoulder and the other touched your cheek, making you look at him, “I do...God do I want you...I’m going to go grab some protection, okay? We’ve only been dating for a couple months and I don’t want to force anything on you-”

“What if I want it?” 

He sputtered, completely taken aback, “W-What?”

“D-Does time really...m-matter if we’re...if we’re Fated? Like you think we are?” you asked him, blushing.

“No...but...I don’t know if you’re ready for babies, if I’m ready for babies...it may seem like we want it, your scent driving me up the wall and mine doing the same to you, but I want to talk about it all when everything settles down. Is that okay, sweetpea?” he carded his fingers through your hair, petting it, his eyes so gentle and loving that it made you fall head over heels for him all over again, “Bonding with you is different than the prospect of kids. Just because I go get protection doesn’t mean I can’t mark you…” the purr as he stroked over your neck made you shiver and squirm, “Can we compromise on that, baby?”

“Yes,” you whine this time, leaning in to kiss him but he jerked back, making you whine again at the loss, “Please…”

“Five minutes, tops,” he promised, “I want you, don’t you worry about that.” He pressed the button on the driver’s side to bring the window up, “I’ll be right back, my pretty little omega,” he soothed her, pumping a fresh wave of his sugary-sweet scent into the car to keep you satisfied, and then popped out of the car, using the button on his keys to lock it.

You watched him zoom towards the door of the store using his Quirk and it amused you. Even when he was out of sight, you were bouncing happily at the fact he’d called you his omega...this was going to be amazing! Even if neither of you knew what you’d be doing, you trusted him. He was such a sweet person, five steps ahead of everything. Fated? That explained so much. How you two were able to click on a whole other level. Growing up seeing your parents so in love even while they were both Alphas made you want your own Fated. It seemed like such a childish dream, but now it was happening!

Other things started to click in your mind, too. Namely how you two had really crappy school lives until high school. Bullying until a friend was able to boost you up...or in his case, friends, but they had become your friends, too. Ochako was the sweetest and sometimes Tsuyu’s blunt attitude helped you think more clearly. You never, oddly enough, felt jealous of them now that you looked back. That was good, you didn’t want something like that to come between you guys.

Like he said, before you knew it his scent was invading your senses again as he got back into the car, but hearing his pleased rumble made you coo in response. “Looks like your mood has improved. I’m so glad.” He stroked your cheek with the back of his knuckles, causing you to purr and nod your head. 

“I couldn’t be happier, Zuku,” you agree, and this time as the drive continued you couldn’t help but watch him with an openly dreamy expression. You were so smitten it would probably embarrass you later. For now? You could care less. 

Finally, finally, you were home. 

You weren't nearly as shaky as you thought you might be. Izuku's soft and sweet smile as you opened your door had you feeling like you were on cloud nine. Absolutely floating! It was hard not to notice the darker smolder to his viridian eyes. That's what it was, in his scent that you hadn't been able to pinpoint before. 

Lust. 

It made shivers run up your spine and you took his big hand in yours, dragging him into your apartment with a giggle. It was here as you two took off your shoes, where your scent was the strongest, that Izuku finally released a long, loud groan. Immediately your own body heat spiked and you were thankful he was quick on the ball, reaching behind to lock the door with a sharp click. "This is really happening…" you breathe, a little in disbelief.

"I'm sorry it had to be like this," Izuku finally dipped his head to brush his nose along your cheek, "I wanted to be more romantic...god you smell amazing, baby…" his body pressed closer, his hands featherlight on your hips but you could feel how he trembled. 

"I would...ah...say I'm not going to break, but…" your breath caught as he lapped at your scent gland, making your legs buckle and you looped your arms around his neck for support, "I know how strong you are...that's why...oh, mm...that's one of the reasons why I admire you…" damn he was assaulting your neck so good.

"Perfect Alpha material? I get that a lot...I always got so embarrassed, but with you…" he growled low, and you suddenly realized you never heard him growl before. If you weren't soaked, you were now and he definitely noticed with the way he inhaled and his nostrils flared, "Fuck, baby...does that do it for you?" He purred, "With you, I'm so glad I can be a good, reliable Alpha for my sweet, perfect Omega…" 

When he growled this time it was very deliberate and when your legs gave out completely he scooped you up with ease. With your legs around his hips, and for a split second you worried your first time would be against the wall. He coaxed you to kiss him; searing, needy, desperate, burning...your mind slipped so hard and fast it didn't matter where you did it, as long as you did soon. "Zuku…" you whine and whimper.

He was quick to shush you, swift powerful steps towards your bedroom echoed off the walls as his heels thumped on the hardwood floor. Thankfully, even as you were losing your mind Izuku realized that while yes, still lust-addled, he was able to keep his head on his shoulders and not go feral. It didn't keep him from grunting and growling as you bit his lip or rocked against his growing bulge, but he could still think which was a lot more important right now.

It had to be because his rut had been over a month ago, which meant you were out of sync. That was lucky in this case. It also made him groan thinking about the future. You two had so much to talk about and it made him giddy, a bounce in his step that resulted in the two of you to literally tumble in bed. Your giggling laughter was music to his ears, making his heart flutter and a wide grin split his face. "I'm going to take such good care of you, sweetpea," he cooed against your lips in a much sweeter kiss, helping push you up against the pillows. He took the tiny bag with the box of condoms and a few snack bars plus a bottle of water from around his wrist and put it on the nightstand. 

His attention to detail made your chest ache with love and adoration. "I believe you, Izuku. You're already being such a wonderful Alpha to me, I love you so much. C'mere...help me take off my clothes? I'm so warm, I feel like I'm overheating…"

"Yes, right, of course!" Izuku also got a little ahead of the game, whipping off his own shirt and tossing it into the abyss that was outside the perimeter of your bed. Fuck, he was littered with scars but he looked so delightful it made you want to drool. 

Reaching behind your back, impatient and your heat not making you nearly as shy as you could have been, you easily unclasped your bra as his scarred hands landed on your thighs. "You know...I'm starting to feel like I'm drunk and on liquid courage…" you muse.

Izuku laughed softly, "It seems like it, doesn't it? It's only going to get worse, but I'm glad you're still here with me, baby…" he scooped his fingers under your top and you sucked a breath in. How did his hands feel even warmer than your body felt but it was still so good? He locked eyes with you, watching every minuscule detail of how you reacted as he danced his fingers up. When his thumbs hooked on your bra, he yanked it all up and off in one swoop. 

For a moment, it was like time froze. He was looking at you as if you were the most beautiful being on the planet, and you took the opportunity to also openly ogle him. It helped distract from any embarrassment you might've felt while you were enjoying how his abs dipped and how the curve if his Adonis belt disappeared into his pants. "Wait...is that a little happy trail?" You giggle and reach out unthinking.

Izuku sucked in a sharp breath. It was apparently your turn to smooth your fingers over his tummy and play with the smattering of green hair that also disappeared into his pants. "We'll get to that," he chuckled, voice strained but clearly amused in spite of it, "You're such an adorable little Omega, aren't you? So innocent and curious." He crowded your space, forcing you to lay down flat on your back, your hair splaying on the pillow. The way you bit your lip and looked up at him with big doe eyes made him grasp your chin and a slow smile lifted his lips, "Yes, just like that. So beautiful and yet so cute. Tonight is all about you, baby. Let me have a good time learning your body, yeah?" He leaned close enough to brush your noses together, "Make you a wonderful whimpering mess, begging for more, begging for me…"

"Yes, yes, please take good care of me, Izuku," your needy whine made him shiver, "Show me more, need more...touch me, touch me all over…" 

"Like this?" Izuku repeated his earlier action, starting at your hips and working his way up. He grabbed your breasts firmly but kept his strength in check. He was experimenting, after all. That included dragging calloused thumbs over already perky little nipples. Since he was now seated between your thighs, he fully expected you to start rutting your crotch against his. The warmth of your core radiated through his jeans, and he watched with fascinated dark eyes as your own rolled back at the friction, "That's it, baby, go ahead and use me...the more you orgasm tonight, the easier it's gunna be…"

"Mm...you learn that through your research, Zuku?" It was meant to tease, but you panted as he rolled your mounds in languid circles, kneading the flesh like a cat, massaging and then pinching your buds which made you gasp.

"Partially, but the other part is speculation. Your slick is going to be plenty of lubrication, but not only is it good to have more...you'll also, uh, be more relaxed...I'm not…" he blushed enough it practically glowed in the dimness of the room, "I'm not exactly small...and my knot could hurt you. So I gotta work you up, baby. Last thing I want to do is hurt you."

You nodded, trusting his intuition. Whatever he had planned you would roll with as much as possible. Still, your mind was growing hazier as both of your scents filled the room and you were surrounded in his cinnamon sweetness. “Please…” you breathed, not exactly sure what you were pleading for. Him to grab and massage your breasts more? To feel him more fully and not through the confines of his jeans? At this point you simply even wanted him to touch you…

“I got you,” he soothed and leaned down. At first, he kept his tongue flat, rubbing it over one of your nipples before closing his lips around it to give the bud a good suck. With the way your back arched he knew he was on the right track, swirling and teasing it next before testing the waters by lightly grazing his teeth. That certainly caused your breath to catch in a gasp, and he tugged on the nipple with it pinched between his pearly whites. With the other nipple, he rolled and twisted it between his thumb and forefinger, pinching and tugging on it at the same time. 

“Izuku!” you cried out, needy and slowly becoming delirious. Your hands gripped his shoulders, your head tossed back and flipping from side to side in pleasure as you ground your hips down hard. The teasing of your nipples, the squeeze of his palms on your mounds, and the way his dick through his jeans throbbed had you going out of your mind within minutes. “If you keep doing that, I’m…”

“Didn’t I already say?” he rumbled and your whole body shook, “That’s what I want...go ahead, Omega, whatever you need…” as he said ‘Omega’ with a growl he rolled and bucked his own hips into yours, ripping another cry from your throat. Fuck, he really liked that sound, so he continued what he was doing with your breasts, switching it up and doing the opposite. He really drove you up the wall this time, and now he did it once he started humping into you, his jeans rough even through the fabric of your own bottoms and it all drove against your clit. With his ears peeled, he kept track of how your breath hitched, what made you gasp, how you whined, filing it all away for later use. If he wasn’t careful, teasing you might become his new favorite pastime...but somehow he doubted you would mind.

“Zuku...Izuku...oh god, Alpha, Alpha, I’m...hnn…” you couldn’t even think now, blabbering with need, and with a few more good ruts of his hips into your core you wailed, back arching and body locking up.

“That’s it…” he breathed heavily and took his hands off your oversensitive body. He started removing your bottoms and all the while he skimmed a kiss over your lips, and then down your neck. Flicking his tongue over each nipple he smooched your sternum, across your belly and then pulled back to strip you completely naked. Now you did blush, biting your lip as you looked at him, completely out of breath. He didn’t want to leave you feeling vulnerable by yourself, so he started doing away with his jeans. As soon as you caught sight of his thick cock your breath hitched, causing him to blush bright again.

Wanting to touch him, you sat up a little and tried to reach for him but he caught your hand. With a shake of his head and pushed you back down, “Next time,” he promised, kissing your knuckles. He kept his hips away from you now, but that didn’t matter because the idea of ‘next time’ had you whining and moaning. “I’m not done with you, pretty Omega.” That had your eyes going wide. What...what else was he going to do???

You were about to find out, but first he kissed you hot and hard as he decided to lick into your mouth and toy with your tongue for a little bit. To you relief, but slight disappointment, after he broke away from your lips he settled himself on his stomach between your legs. Immediately your eyes bugged out while he put your thighs on his shoulders, hooking his thick arms underneath you. Hunter green hair, curly and wild, disappeared between your legs as he went to town. 

It was like nothing you had ever felt before. Eyes rolling back, your sensitivity from your first orgasm of the night had you already keening and trying to buck against his hands holding your pelvis down. He had to have anticipated it, locking you into this position, and it was clear you had no escape. It was so odd, having barely an inch to rock forward if he did something good or jerk back against the bed if he did a little too much. “Zuku, oh god…” was the best thing you could breathe out.

Your coil was tightening fast, and he must’ve heard your breathing pick up because he shifted his arms, using one arm, only one, to keep you in place. Everything changed as soon as you felt the tips of scarred calloused fingers prodding your entrance. This was really happening and you wanted it, “Yes! Yes, yes, please Alpha, fill me up…” you heard his muffled groan against your center and you nearly orgasmed all over those digits because of the way they slid inside with ease.

Mouth latched over your clit, Izuku pumped his two fingers in and out of you slowly but surely. He could feel his cock leaking against your bed and he whimpered himself, the vibrations causing you to jolt and gasp. Ooooh...letting a growl out he couldn’t stop the smirk and started stretching his fingers in a scissoring motion, opening you up as good as he possibly could. Could he wiggle a third in? You were taking two so nicely, and with his knot later… “Mmph…” he moaned, jerking his own hips against the sheets. He decided to try it. 

“God, fuck...yeah, baby, such a good Omega, taking three fingers for me...I’m going to stretch you out the best I can, alright? So good, so perfect, just for me, all for me…” he blabbered, practically vibrating with anticipation. Your answering mewl pulled at the already fraying edges. He couldn’t last much longer himself, “Just one more, baby, my sweetpea...then I can give you what we both want...you want me to take you? Nice and slow and deep? Your slick tastes so good, baby, can’t get enough…” 

You didn’t take Izuku one for dirty talk, but you supposed you were both lost in the moment and each other the words were tumbling out of his mouth much like his usual ramblings. It was endearing, and what he was saying was definitely working. “Yes, Izuku, I’ll be so good for you...you’re taking good care of me, Alpha, sweetheart, oh god...I feel so full...I’m close…”

“I know you are, I can hear it, the way your breathing changes...god I can even feel how close you are right now…” his cock twitched. He was doing good. He was making her feel this way. “Gunna make you feel even more full...you want that? You want me to fill you up with my knot?” he pumped his fingers a little faster and curled them upwards.

“Yes!” you practically screamed in response, stars exploding behind your eyes for a second time in no time flat. “Right there…” you moan wantonly.

That was it. Rearing up, your leg going limp on the bed as you turned into a puddle, he surged towards the nightstand for the convenience store bag. He practically tore the box to shreds trying to get to the condoms, causing you to giggle breathlessly. The sound distracted him long enough he blushed shyly and went slower, making sure to pinch the tip and roll it on properly, nice and snug especially over the slight bump of his knot until it was flush against his groin. “Are you ready, baby?” he cooed, leaning his body over yours and with his dick in hand he rubbed the tip against your core.

“Yes...I want you, Izuku, I need you, so much. I love you, okay?” you smile at him sweetly, reaching up and wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him down until your nipples brushed against his chest, and you forced your jelly legs up onto his hips, “Take me, make me yours.”

Jittery, nervous, he nodded and kissed you to distract you from any discomfort as he pressed into you. Oh, this man. All yours, too, your Fated, your Alpha, your Izuku Midoriya. He was right, though, even if it was dirty talk he did, in fact, fill you to the brim, until you believed you couldn’t take anymore. Stuffed so full of his cock, of him in your heart, tears brimmed your eyes. When you saw him about to fret over you, worries filling his eyes, you shushed him by petting his hair and his face, smiling with so much love and adoration that his own expression morphed from concern into a matching one, “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too, sweetpea,” he kissed your nose, your cheeks where he licked at your stray tears, and then your lips, “I’m going to move now, okay?” at your nod, he shifted his hips and you both whimpered at the loss, only to moan when he pushed back in. He even lost his balance on one arm and dropped down even closer, allowing you to koala yourself onto his body. He chuckled and repeated the soft thrust, this time with a bit more purpose, a bit more force. “Good?”

All you could do was nod into his shoulder, eyes rolled back, “More…” and he complied. Again and again. He was big enough and even curved naturally that with one more shift of his hips he was hitting your g-spot both in and out. “Oh, Izuku…just like that, baby...don’t stop…”

“Wasn’t planning on it,” he huffed into your shoulder, groaning along with you, “So tight…squeezing me so much…” Your heat-soaked scent was right under his nose. “I won’t stop until you cum again, baby. Gunna give you...such a good time…” he pumped a little faster, but more shallow. He couldn’t stand pulling out of you all the way.

Somehow, his grinding and bursts of his hips were what you needed. “Right there, just like that!” he was pressing into your cervix, you could feel it. Part of you was massively disappointed he wouldn’t be filling you up with his cum, but you also understood why. You couldn’t think clearly enough to talk about it. All you knew you wanted was this, this burning heat, the way his panting filled your ears, his scent in your face. You were trembling and whimpering, unsure how to even handle it all. “I’m gunna…” off you went for the third time.

He still didn’t stop.

Your mind was barely able to comprehend that he was kissing you with bruising force because you were nearly screaming bloody murder. His mouth swallowed everything as you thrashed and writhed against him, your nails digging into the skin of his shoulder blades. That made him groan hard into you next, and he was plowing into you now. A fourth hit you without warning and it was like a continuous one from there, but he silenced your screams with his kisses.

“Ready for my knot, baby?” he growled between your sobs. He didn’t know how long he was going to hold out. It was his first time, too, after all. You were clamping down on him so hard his knot that was swelling was catching on each pass. He could hardly think now, either. “Can I bond you? Baby, can I?” he pleaded and you didn’t know why.

“You promised…” you managed to gasp.

“Ha...I did, didn’t I?” he was too breathless to chuckle, but now his jaw really ached, his fangs coming out. Yours were as well. “So close...Omega, baby...oh…” he kissed you again and along your jaw while his hips kept snapping, his hands creating bruises from his fingertips, and when he grazed where he would bond you he yelped. It hit him so suddenly his hips jerked and stuttered, slamming all the way inside. Latching onto you, his fangs broke the skin as his knot inflated, his cum filling the condom as your blood touched his tongue. Not even a second later your own managed to bore through his neck, but he didn’t even flinch.

It all came together, and it felt like everything snapped in place as your Bond formed between you. His chaotic mind was at peace. Your aching hearts were calm. Everything was still, beautiful, as you were lost in each other’s embrace. You both found who you had been waiting for all this time.

Fate had decided to be kind.

#izuku x reader #alpha!izuku #izuku midoriya #bnha writing blog #bnha writing #mha writing #omegaverse #alpha x omega #Hold me up against the wall give it till I beg ( naughtyDeku ) #notsfw #naughty #scandelous

[azucanela]

Hi i really loved your first date HC❤❤👌 i dont know if your requests are open but if they are could you maybe do the same thing with baby boi kiri ??

FIRST DATE HEADCANNONS + SCENARIOS

[ft. denki kaminari, kirishima ejirou]

bakugo, todoroki, shinsou version

SUMMARY: how did they ask you out? And how’d the date go? Well... 

WORD COUNT: 2.2k

WARNINGS: kissing, pretty pg, corny pick up lines

A/N: im glad you liked it! hope you don’t mind that i added denki bc i wanted to do more than one person lol. also im sorry it took so long!!! i lacked inspiration akjsdlksjkldj

DENKI KAMINARI

SO THIS ONE

so panicked when asking you out like he almost gets bakugo in on it

kirishima suggests super manly stuff like buying you roses but he ends up writing you a little note that says “will you go out with me? check yes or yes.” he’s kinda freaking out lol

he’s genuinely worried you will say no be careful with his heart

anyways he has it passed through the classroom and is highkey worried the note will be intercepted by aizawa but its fine it fine

and then mina gets it 

in all honesty, you probably thought the note was for mina, and if it did involve getting asked out, it was definitely for her

but then mina passes the note to you with a SMIRK

looks like someone couldn’t READ THE R O O M

smh

anyways, when he turns over to face you in the middle of class, basically sweating bullets, you’re kinda like ??? bc what is this mans doing

you look at the note and realize your name is on it like OH, he probably need homework answer lol

then you open it and it says “will you go out with me? check yes or yes.” 

even though he’s a really flirty person, he likes you alot so that persona kinda fades with you since he respects you 

and it also makes him really nervous around you

you’re kinda like :o

and he’s like :,)

so then you laugh a little in your seat and he begins to panic, and then you look over to him and with a lil grin, and after class you come up to him, “how about a study date, im honestly worried about your grades.”

then you kiss him on the cheek

kaminari.exe

hes dead you killed him, nearly passes out

and thats how denki got his first study date! because his crush who liked him back thought he was dumb!

poor bb

the actual study date would probably be in a café or a library

denki probably prefers the library since it would be easier to just make out with you in the isolated and quiet space BUT

you want food so café it is ugh, you don’t know what you’re missing out on.

he gets there first, and he actually brings his textbooks and homework, he’s invested and he wants to impress you so he is going to try his hardest okay

kaminari is internally panicking when he sees you, you do a lil wave and he swears his heart explodes with uwus and WOW you look SO good, he really wants to see you in street clothes more often.

he learns more that day than during his entire time in the hero course at UA. 

naturally, since you two live in the same dorm, he walks you back to your room

and then he comes inside

and then-

anyways he really really really want to kiss you on the first date and totally will if you allow it

you make him drink respect women juice at that café and he leaves a changed man

Denki’s knee was bouncing rapidly as he sat in the café. He’d taken the time this morning to pick out an outfit, and pack his textbooks, along with pens, highlighters, anything you could imagine really. If Y/N wanted a study date, he would try his hardest to make it the best study date possible, though he wasn’t really the best at studying, she’d been right when she’d pointed out his poor grades.

But hey, those grades got him a date, so they weren’t all that bad. 

He’s beginning to regret drinking caffeine as his hand taps against the table anxiously, despite his flirtatious personality, Denki had been on few dates. And he’d been stood up before, that was never fun. Also, it was Y/N, the girl who tried to help him pass all his classes, and shared food with him, and reminded him to do his work. This was important.

He’s about to pull out his phone and text her when the bell at the door of the café rings, his head snapping upwards at the sound to see if its Y/N. Relief floods him when he realizes it is her, a nervous smile finding it’s way onto his face as he waves at her. 

Y/N’s face lights up at the sight of him, and she makes her way over to him with ease, taking a seat across from him as she places her backpack on the floor. Y/N raises a brow, “some came prepared.”

“Yeah well, I’m excited to study.” His eyes meet hers, “with you.”

A small laugh escapes her, and Y/N tilts her head at him curiously, “I’m glad you’re excited.” Her eyes fall on the empty line in the café, “you want something?” 

Denki shakes his head, “no. I’m fine.” 

Y/N hums in response, sitting up to go buy a drink. Before heading over to the cashier, she leans over to him, grinning as she speaks, “calm down, Denki. It’s just a study date.”

“A study date with you.” Comes his response, earning him a flick to the head.

He decides then that Y/N looks very pretty in street clothes, it’s something he wished he’d seen sooner. Her outfit is fairly simple, but she looked beautiful in Denki’s eyes nonetheless. His eyes were trained on hers as she paid the barista, coming back to sit while she waited for her drink. 

Y/N rests her head in her hands, “so. You ready for a crash course in calculus?”

Denki hated school, he wouldn’t deny it. But learning alongside Y/N was far more bearable, and it gave him a sense of normalcy that he craved, seeing as he was incredibly nervous. Though Denki managed to loosen up over time, and now that they were walking back to the dorms, he found himself flirting like normal, “I’m not a photographer, but I could picture you and I together.”

She’s been laughing at the corny pick up lines he’s been using the entire walk home, “really now?” Y/N asks, grinning at him as they walk along the path.

“Yeah, really!” He replies, leaning closer to her, “now. Kiss me if I’m wrong, but dinosaurs still exist right?”

There’s a pause, and Denki wonders if he passed an invisible boundary as he turns to Y/N, only for her to yank him by the collar, bringing his lips to hers. Y/N’s other hand comes to his arm, and Denki is temporarily frozen, though he soon realizes he needs to reciprocate if he wants to keep kissing her.

He really wants to keep kissing her.

Bringing his hands to her waist, Denki pulls her closer, smiling when they pull away and she says, “you were wrong.”

KIRISHIMA EJIROU

THE MANLIEST MAN OF DATES

it’s literally just so much chivalry like kirishima single handedly revived it

chivalry is NOT dead, kirishima just has ALL OF IT

Anyways.

asks you out with the help of our boy baku, gets him to good a meal and puts it in some tupperware,

lol convincing bakugo was the funniest part, and he agreed only because he was like, “what you think my cooking couldn’t get you a date? just you watch!” 

genuinely sees his cooking as a means of bribery

kirishima is grateful because he cannot cook so i hope you can

buys you roses, and approaches you, obviously nervous but keeping his cool

you think he’s gonna ask out bakugo HADHJGDSJHGD

you nudge baku and he gives you a look and is all like, “what the hell, that is all clearly for you.”

y/n.exe

lol kirishima is really sheepish about it he’s all like, “so would you be interested in... i dunno maybe going to dinner or something, as a date?”

embarrased bb

you accept the roses and the food and smile at him like, “sure!”

kirishima is relieved™

your first date is probably just like to the mall, you two get food and shop its nice

tries to pay for everything but he is not todoroki

he is your sugar baby congrats

he likes to watch you shop because you get really excited over really simple things and he does too and its just really adorable

definitely wants a fashion show with you

you’ll probably be like, “i don’t wanna waste your time.”

and then you turn around and kirishima is already holding seven different outfits like, “FASHION SHOW!” because hes manly

he also thinks you look REALLY pretty in all these different outfits like wow

he also has a fashion show and he has no right looking that GOOD in these CLOTHES 

y’all probably have your first kiss here, like you’re trying on clothes and he is hyping you up and you get all soft and he gets off soft and he’s like can i kiss you? and you are like HELL YEHA

opens doors for you, pulls out your chair, gives you his jacket, the KING of being a gentleman 10/10 treats you right

would ask to kiss you and will respect whatever you say when he walks you back to the dorms too

assuming he gets a kiss he’s throwing a party lol

Kirishima smiles as he watches Y/N stare at a skirt, squinting at it as she examines it. It’s cute, she’s cute, and he was ecstatic when she’d agreed to go out with him. The date was simple, just a trip to the mall and lunch in the food court, they’d already eaten, so now Y/N was leading him around the mall as they looked at all the stores.

“Do you think this would look good on me?” She asks, bringing a skirt to her lower half to inspect the look.

He simply takes the skirt and throws it over his arm, which is already holding several other articles of clothing, not that he minds, “I think everything here is gonna look good on you.” Kirishima raises his arm up to gesture towards all the clothing he is carrying as he smiles at her. 

Y/N can’t help it when her cheeks warm and she looks away, “C’mon let’s go to the dressing rooms.” She mumbles, eyes falling on hi, “you sure you don’t want help carrying those?”

Kirishima puffs his chest out a bit at this comment, “I wouldn’t be a very manly boyfriend if I didn’t.” Came his response.

This earns him a raised brow from Y/N as she guides the two of them to the dressing rooms, “boyfriend huh?”

His cheeks flush as red as his hair, “I-I’m sorry! I didn’t-”

“I like it.” Y/N winks as she takes the clothes from his arms and heads into the dressing room, shutting the door behind her and leaving Kirishima in shock.

He had plopped down onto the bench outside the dressing room, earning sympathetic smiles from those who pass by him, though he really doesn’t mind. If he was honest, he liked this. Y/N got excited over the smallest of things and that got him pretty excited as well, her joy was contagious almost. Kirishima was shocked he’d even scored a date with Y/N in the first place, she was in the top of their class, and had a ridiculous amount of friends, and even more admirers it seemed. 

She’d been trying on clothes for quite some time now, exiting only to show him the outfits, not that responses to these outfits ever changed, since she looked beautiful every time. 

Resting his head in his hand, he hears Y/N call out, “you sure you aren’t bored yet?” She’s slipping on a different outfit, a small smirk on her face as she wonders what his reaction could be. 

“No, not at all.” Kirishima replied, shifting in his seat. 

And then Y/N came out of the dressing room, she had chosen the skirt she’d previously show him along with a low cut top that he had not seen her pick.

Oh god.

Kirishima felt his mouth go dry as it gaped open in shock, “how do I look?” Though she clearly knew what he thought, given his reaction, Kirishima couldn’t help but remind himself that it wasn’t manly to stare. 

“Pretty.” Kirishima replies, “really pretty.” He straighten in his seat, offering her a nervous smile as she watches her spin in a circle. “How is someone so beautiful, literally?

Y/N is beaming at him, a small laugh escaping her as she comes to stand in front of him and replies, “I could say the same about you.” Kirishima's face breaks out into a smile and she brings her hands to his shoulders, “thanks for taking me out Kiri.”

He tilts his head curiously at her actions, “thanks for agreeing to got out with me.”

She hums in response, hands coming to his cheeks as she stood between his legs, locking eyes with Kirishima Y/N gives him a small smile, “can I kiss you, Kiri?”

His eyes widen a fraction and he nods rapidly, “definitely.” He mumbles in reply, eyes closing as their lips met. Kirishima allowed his hands to come waist, squeezing her hips as they kissed.

Yeah, he liked this.

A/N: i have zero inspiration and i feel like kirishima is out of character i am sorry akjdhkjshdkjahs 🙃 anyways kirishima looks respectfully

TAGLISTS[lmk if you want to be added or removed via askbox or replies]

BNHA: @shawkneecaps​

#kirishima x reader #kaminari x reader #denki kaminari x reader #ejirou kirishima x reader #ejirou x reader #denki x reader #kaminari denki x reader #kirihima ejirou x reader #ejiro x reader #kirishima ejiro x reader #ejiro kirishima x reader #kirishima x you #kaminari x you #kirishima x y/n #x reader #x you #kaminar x y/n

[ashamedofmyfics]

Reconnecting isn't so bad

Characters: Shinsou Hitoshi x Denki Kaminari 

Words: 3,620

Summary: 

The group text had been sent, still active from their time at UA and almost everyone had responded that they would be there.

Denki had not been able to put his phone down, he’d screenshotted the chat, panicked, texted Mina and panicked again; amongst all the replied saying “hell yeah” and “awesome, it’ll be great to catch up” was a reply he hadn’t expected to see.

A one-word reply had consumed him for an entire week now

Shinsou Hitoshi: Sure.

Tags: Blowjobs, Drinking, Explicit consent, Top Shinsou, Bottom Denki

Read on ao3

Denki had never thought throughout all his schooling years that his adult life could be even more stressful than his years at UA. He’d spent the last five years interning at an agency before finally getting the invitation to join Ground Zero’s, which he immediately accepted; Bakugou, Kirishima and Denki had always worked well together so Denki thought it only natural that they’d continue their friendship into their twenties. He has been at Bakugou’s agency for two years now and had just celebrated his twenty-fifth birthday which was an event all in its own but it would have nothing on the party he was invited to tonight. Todoroki, although quiet and stoic majority of the time still loved to find ways to piss off his father, his latest method was hosting the most lavish and wild parties for pro heroes which always left a hole in his dad’s wallet and a mess in his penthouse. The party Shoto was throwing tonight was by all standards much quieter than his normal events, it was only open to his graduating class which he hadn’t seen in quite some time, at least not all together as they were all busy at different agencies across the country.

Izuku had been the one to suggest the “get together” as he had called it but Todoroki didn’t do small, this party would be like all his others, an open bar with very expensive alcohol, security and of course safety from paparazzi.

“It would be so fun to see everyone again don’t you think?”

Izuku had practically begged Shoto, eyes tearing up when he’d suggested it, how could he say no? Izuku was his everything, whatever he wanted he would have. The group text had been sent, still active from their time at UA and almost everyone had responded that they would be there.

Denki had not been able to put his phone down, he’d screenshotted the chat, panicked, texted Mina and panicked again; amongst all the replied saying “hell yeah” and “awesome, it’ll be great to catch up” was a reply he hadn’t expected to see.

A one-word reply had consumed him for an entire week now

Shinsou Hitoshi: Sure

That meant Hitoshi was going to the party, Denki would see his high school crush for the first time in six years, He had given up on trying to ‘seduce’ Shinsou when Monoma had asked him out first, the thing that hurt Denki the most was that Hitoshi had said yes and as far as he knew they’d been dating ever since.

Denki had tried to keep in contact but Shinsou was working as an undercover hero, he rarely answered messages or had the time to hang out, either that or he just didn’t want to. Eventually he just let bygones be bygones, stopped messaging knowing he wouldn’t get a reply, he didn’t even know which agency Shinsou was working for, only that his hero name was Brainwash.

His mind the week before the party had been all over the place, Bakugou was yelling at him even more for stupid slip ups he was making and Kirishima kept giving him pitying looks. He couldn’t help it though, he was beyond nervous, what if Shinsou had really thought him to be annoying all those years and had stopped replying to him because he genuinely hated him, they often were paired together in sparing matches at school to improve their close quarters combat training and Denki had thought they’d at least had some fun, even managing to make Shinsou smile on occasion.

All the thoughts Denki was having were absolutely sabotaging him, he even thought it might just be a good idea not to go to the event, that thought had quickly been thrown out the window after the pre drinks with Mina and Sero had started. Mina really was the queen of self-confidence and always seemed to know the right way to bring anyone out of their own brain.

“Look Denki my darling, my lightning bug, everything will be amazing, you’ll go to the party with us, you don’t have to talk to anyone you don’t want to, were gonna dance, drink and grind on each other for a while, we have our escape word if things get bad and your ass looks great in those shorts. You’re gonna be fine I promise, plus its Shoto’s party and we haven’t seen the class in years”

“Yeah you’re right, I guess I’m just stressed because I’m overthinking. You promise you’ll bail me out if I make a fool of myself or anything?”

“I promise! Sero and I will be by your side or super close all night”

“For sure dude, we’ve got your back and maybe your front depending on how the night goes”

Sero gave Denki a wink, he was one of the only people Denki still regularly hooked up with, it was more a bro helping bro let out frustration thing but they’d been doing it for a while and they were definitely comfortable enough with each other. It was easier for Denki to do friends with benefits, dating wasn’t really something he felt he was comfortable doing, especially now that he was a pro hero, the attention was nice sure but dating fans or sleeping with them was one of his hard no’s.

The trio continued their pre drinks knowing full well that the bar would be flowing when they got there, making final adjustments to their outfits, makeup and hair they were finally ready to go, hopping into one of their private cars they crammed into the backseat while the driver took them to their destination.

Todoroki’s penthouse was beautiful, the view was spectacular and all of the furniture was so incredibly comfortable, Denki felt like he could snuggle into it and sleep forever. He took in the partygoers around him, they were all chatting and catching up, some obviously having worked together at the same agencies but for others it had been the first time they’d seen each other since graduation.

Speaking of which Denki was desperately trying to avoid the tall handsome man with purple hair that had made himself comfortable on the balcony, chatting with Izuku, no doubt catching up. Denki sighed as he watched Hitoshi bring his cigarette to his lips, taking a long drag before releasing the smoke into the warm night air. Denki shivered, oh yeah he was definitely not over Hitoshi, his eyes were still sunken and carried his usual bags but he had grown his hair out a bit, wearing it half up in a bun like he’d seen Mic Sensei do in the past.

Denki groaned as he tore his eyes away from the man he knew he could never obtain; he was nowhere near drunk enough to get through tonight. Looking over towards the bar he spots Shoto and Mina chatting and drinking; finally, an escape from his torment, Mina would help take his mind off things and Shoto was never one to ask invasive questions.

Almost reluctantly he got up from his comfortable seat the alcoholic buzz hitting him as he stood up, the slight feeling of dizziness telling him it was probably not the best idea to keep drinking at the rate he was.

‘Screw it’ Denki thought to himself making his way over to his friends. Mina already had a drink to hand him when he got there, taking it and thanking her he took a swig, letting the alcohol hit his tongue, slightly burning on the way down but not an unwelcome feeling.

He’d spent about fifteen minutes talking to his friends and catching up when Todoroki noticed his boyfriend approaching them, giving a small wave Denki looked back to see who he was waving to. Deku was making his way over to them with Shinsou in tow.

Denki felt his blood run cold and the nausea hit hard as his eyes met Hitoshi’s; spinning around a bit too fast he frantically looked to Mina while mouthing the word ‘help’. As Izuku and Shinsou approached Mina put her arm around Denki holding him close to her, and reassuring him he’d be okay. Izuku threw his arms around his boyfriend’s neck and kissed him deeply, Shoto seeming all too happy to return the kiss.

As the two seemed to be wrapped up in each other Shinsou turned to the others to say hi.

As he observed the two Mina was smiling at him while Denki did not look well at all, his head was hidden in Minas shirt and he looked like he might be crying.

“Hey guys, good to see you again”

“Hey Shinsou!” Mina smiled and replied for both of them. “You’re looking well, how have you been?”

“Yeah, good, just work and stuff, y’know …the usual. …Hey is-is Denki okay?”

Denki froze, oh god his voice was so deep, Denki can’t even count how many times he’d fantasised about that voice, feeling genuine tears start to prick at his eyes he gave a small thumbs up as he raised his head to meet Hitoshi’s gaze.

“Hey Shinsou, yeah I’m fine, just feeling a bit nauseous, I think I drank too much”

Denki felt another wave hit him, oh no, maybe the threat of vomiting was an actual threat now; his stomach was doing flips and his head was spinning even more.

“Ummm, I think I need to go to the bathroom. Please excuse me” Denki released himself from Mina’s hold as he looked for the bathroom, honestly he welcomed it at this point, at least he could be alone for a while, try and clear his head a bit.

Denki hated being sick, it was always so unpleasant. Eventually he got a break in his sickness to stop and have a breather, hearing a knock on the bathroom door he managed in a soft voice

“Hey sorry dude kinda occupied in here”

“Denki …its Hitoshi, I thought you might need some water and asprin?”

Denki felt the blush on his face grow as he realised Shinsou had been the one to come check on him, why now? Why him? Denki could only imagine he looked like a mess, against his better judgement he reached up to unlock the door.

When Denki opened the door he saw Hitoshi standing above him staring wide eyed at the scene in front of him. Denki could only imagine how bad he looked right now, red eyes and messed up makeup from crying, hair tied back as best he could, shirt askew exposing his shoulder, slumped over the bowl with apparently every last once of dignity literally flushed away.

Hitoshi sat down beside Denki, ripping some toilet paper and wiping his face clean; the act was gentle and far too domestic for Denki’s liking, another wave hit him as he returned his face to the toilet.

Once he had finished Shinsou patiently returned to helping Denki tidy himself up, offering him the pain killers and water.

“Here, open up” Shinsou whispered as he held up the tablet to Denki’s mouth

Too stunned to talk Denki could only hold eye contact as he obeyed and opened his mouth for Hitoshi, gently placing the tablet on His tongue before offering the water.

After swallowing they sat in silence for a while before Denki spoke

“Thanks Shinsou, I really appreciate it, Sorry I’m such a mess tonight…and like..in general y’know heh”

“You’re completely fine Denki, you’re beautiful, just like always”

Denki’s head snapped up so fast, he thought his brain had gone static again, starring dumbly at Shinsou trying to figure out if he’d actually said what he thought he’d said.

“What?”

“…I’m sorry, I just, I don’t know why I said that” Hitoshi felt the blush on his cheeks rise as he realised he’d just confessed to his long time crush

“You really are beautiful though, I’ve thought so since high school, I guess just seeing you tonight made me realise I still like you, I’m really sorry I don’t even know if you’re single or not and I really shouldn’t be confessing to you in a bathroom when you’ve just been sick and don’t really have the option to-“

“Hitoshi.”

Shinsou stopped his rambling, looking into Denki’s golden eyes, expecting to see rejection but instead Denki was smiling and looked like he was trying to hold back tears.

“I-I like you too Shinsou, but…but I thought you were with Monoma?”

“Nah we split pretty soon after graduation, just didn’t work out, and I could never really get over you”

“Oh” Denki’s tears began to flow freely as Hitoshi pulled him into his chest.

“You wanna go home? I can drive you, I’m sober”

“Yeah, that would be really nice please”.

Denki did his best to clean himself up before heading out with Shinsou, explaining to Mina that He was going to take Denki home she gave him a small wink and smile.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Walking Denki inside Shinsou took in the apartment, it was modest enough and fairly clean, pictures of Denki and his pro hero friends and team were strewn about the place.

“Hey I think I just wanna have a quick shower, do you wanna have a cup of tea? Or if you need to get going that’s fine too?”

“I would love a tea Denki; you go shower I’ll put the kettle on”

“Cups are in this cupboard, tea selection is in the pantry” Denki pointed before heading to grab some fresh clean clothes for his shower.

Feeling clean and sobered up from his shower and tea Denki and Shinsou spent the next couple of hours talking about themselves, catching up and confessing to each other about their mutual crushes while laughing about it.

“I should probably go; let you sleep” Hitoshi said looking at his now empty cup

“..You could stay if you want?” it came out more as a question on Denki’s part

It was so fast Denki almost didn’t register it was happening, Shinsou had kissed him, deep, gently wrapping Denki’s arms around his neck and lifting his legs around his waist; breaking the kiss only to ask which way the bedroom was.

Eventually they made it to the comfort of the bed neither boy willing to let the other go as they entangled themselves together, only breaking the kiss occasionally to breathe, Shinsou took one of those opportunities to move his mouth to Denki’s neck licking a stripe before attaching his mouth to suck a dark purple bruise on porcelain skin.

Denki’s moan was so guttural he couldn’t silence himself even if he tried, it had been a while since he’d been with someone but oh god he felt so good just being with Hitoshi.

Shinsou moved his hands down the blonde’s body, under his shirt to gently tease and play with his nipples; Denki’s breath hitched in his throat as he let out a silent scream, oh god Hitoshi was talented.

“T-Toshi ..please ahh-I can’t oh yes hnng”

Shinsou ground his hips against the smaller boy’s beneath him, feeling his member stiff in his pants, the friction felt delicious. Breaking the kiss, Hitoshi caught his breath as he observed Denki beneath him, trying to do the same.

“Hey, I just wanted to be clear what you’re okay with tonight?”

A sudden panic struck Denki, he wasn’t sure he was ready for full penetration tonight, prepping generally took him a while; Shinsou must have noticed the worry in his eyes leaning down to kiss him gently.

“Hey, it’s okay, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, I’m just happy being here with you”

“I’m sorry Toshi, ummm maybe we could just make out and dry hump? If you’re cool with that?”

“what about a blow job?”

“Oh” Deni’s blush reached the tips of his ears “Yeah I can give you a blow job if you want”

Shinsou’s laugh was low and quiet “I meant me give you one” a sly smile on his lips as he glanced down at him; suddenly Denki felt very small beneath the taller man.

“Really? Are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure, Denki I want to make you feel amazing, show you how much I’ve wanted you, how much I need you”

in between each breath Shinsou kept peppering gentle kisses to Kaminari’s lips, neck and chest looking up into his eyes awaiting consent to move lower. The answer he got was almost a whisper

“please”

“Keep your eyes on me okay kitten?”

moaning deeply Denki felt his cock twitch at the pet name, his blush increasing and spreading to his neck and chest.

Shinsou noticed the effect that seemed to have on the man beneath him, moving to cup Denki’s growing erection and gently began to rub him to full hardness.

“Did that make you feel good? You want me to keep calling you my kitten?”

“Yes! Toshi please! I’ll be good I’ll be so good I promise please keep going”

A dark chuckle built in Hitoshi’s chest looking up to meet Denki’s beautiful golden eyes again

“Of course Kitten, you’re being so good for me, so well behaved, how about I give you a special treat for being so patient hmm?”

Denki threw his head back at the praise as Shinsou slipped two fingers into the waistband of his pants gently sliding them down, Denki lifting his hips to help him. Once his pants were off Denki realised how exposed he now felt, his shirt was still hitched up exposing his tummy and his cock was straining against his boxers. Shinsou seemed to notice Denki’s change in demeanour and removed his own shirt.

Hitoshi’s body was stunning, he’d beefed up so much in the last seven years, his muscles so well defined and his abs looked like they were chiselled from marble.

“Careful kitty, you’re drooling” Shinsou chuckled as Denki Realised he’d been staring wide eyed and open mouthed for a bit too long.

Crawling in between the smaller man’s thighs Shinsou allowed himself to start working on Denki’s cock, gently kissing along the shaft through his underwear and lightly fondling his balls. Denki let out a silent scream as he began to leak precum, staining his boxers and leaving a gorgeous wet patch just above where Hitoshi was kissing.

Looking up at the blonde Shinsou smirked, Denki looked utterly wrecked and he’d hardly done anything to him yet.

“You ready kitten?”

Denki just nodded and let out a weak “please”

Focusing his attention back on the task at hand Shinsou carefully began to remove Denki’s boxers, freeing his cock to the chill of the air, it twitched at the sensation before Denki gave a full body shudder as Hitoshi moved in to release his warm breath along his shaft.

Purple eyes met gold as Hitoshi wet his lips before placing a final kiss to Denki’s head as he gently, inch by inch, took him completely into his throat.

Hitoshi set a gruellingly slow pace, bringing Denki to the edge only to deny him his release. After teasing the blonde for a solid half hour he looked about ready to cry; Shinsou gently released his dick with a quiet pop.

“you ready to come kitty?”

“YES! Toshi please oh god I need to come PLEASE!”

“Alright kitten, I want you to come down my throat okay?”

“What!? Toshi are you sure? I don’t think-”

“Of course I’m sure, I can’t wait to taste you deep in my throat”

With those words Denki was completely lost again, Shinsou taking him in his mouth once more and increasing both speed and pressure. Denki could feel his orgasm building, just a little more, he was so desperate to go over the edge.

Shinsou could feel Denki’s cock hit the back of his throat again and again as he bobbed his head, desperate to pleasure him, needing to show him just how much he meant to him; Feeling Denki’s hands find purchase in his hair, tugging but not pulling too hard he felt his hips begin to stutter, a sign Denki was close to finish.

With a few more thrusts Denki was moaning as he released into Hitoshi’s mouth, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d had this strong an orgasm, thighs tensing and trembling, eyes rolling back as the last spurts hit Hitoshi’s tongue.

Breathing heavily Denki released Shinsou’s hair, swallowing the last of the come Hitoshi moved to lay next to him, pulling him in close to his chest and tangling their legs together.

“Did you enjoy that?” Denki’s voice still small and wrecked from his orgasm

“You have no idea” Hitoshi chuckled, kissing Denki on the forehead.

Denki angled his chin up so he could give Shinsou a proper kiss, gently sliding his tongue into the others mouth before pulling away.

“Oh my god I taste gross I am so sorry Toshi!” Denki panicked eyes met Hitoshi’s as he began to laugh

“I think you taste delicious, just like whipped cream” Shinsou held Denki closer as his laughs rumbled through his chest “Although maybe I should steal some toothpaste, do you have a spare toothbrush I could steal?”

“Yeah of course I do, in the first draw beneath the sink in the bathroom”.

When Shinsou returned Denki had cleaned up and put fresh pyjamas on, Shinsou being the furnace he was just opted to sleep in his briefs, snuggling under the covers and once again pulling Denki to his chest. It was the most comfortable either of them had felt in a very long time, they would be able to talk things out in the morning but for now they were both content in each other’s arms.

#shinsou hitoshi #denki kaminari #shinkami #bnha #mha #my hero academia

[addictofsupernatural]

Mystery Man

Sweet Pea x reader

Summary: When shy girl y/n catches Sweet Pea's eye, he decides to show her some gratitude. The only problem is, she doesn't know it's him.

Word Count: 4825

You didn't really have that much friends. You were a shy person, and it took a bit to get you to open up. Betty didn't care, and saw something in you that she liked. So you became best friends with the core four. People still made fun of you at the artificial school called Riverdale High, but it didn't bother you most of the time since you knew there were people in your life that liked you for the "freak" that you are.

Being shy also made you very observant. When people weren't making fun of you, they ignored you, and being invisible made it easier to witness all that was going on. Of course you did go back and talk about some things you'd hear with Betty, Jughead and Veronica. But that's how you've come to known Sweet Pea.

He wasn't as bad as so many Northside students made him seem to be. Not at all. In your eyes, he was just looking out for his family, the Serpents. It wasn't his fault he was born the wrong side of town, yet people were quick to judge him. He was easily angry, but you saw that it was because of everybody's judgements. You saw that he didn't want people to think he was weak, so he used anger to show people otherwise.

That's why you decided to help him. You figured you should just mind your business, but you felt bad for the tall serpent sitting next to you who was struggling with the equations. He never asked for help since people would just label him as stupid.

He buried his face in his hands in frustration. How was he supposed to pass this class when the teacher is doing lessons that he never learned at Southside High?

He was brought out of his thoughts when he felt a tap on his arm. He turned his head towards you, looking you up and down. "Do you need help?" You asked quietly.

He just stared at you. He didn't know if it were a joke or not. "What?" Was the only thing that came out of his mouth. He then felt more stupid.

You took it upon yourself to grab his notebook and begin to write on the problem he's been stuck on. "Do you get how I set that up?" He shook his head. "So since it has an exclamation mark, it means that it multiplies with all the numbers before it, up to 1. But to make it easier, when you write out the numbers you stop when it's the same as the bottom of the fraction so you can cross it out. That way the bottom is 1 and you don't have to simplify. All you have to do is multiply the rest of the numbers."

You gave him back his notebook, and he continued to stare at you. You suddenly felt really hot and small in your seat. You went back to your own notebook, and Sweet Pea did the same.

By some miracle, the rest of the problems were easy to complete. He looked around at almost the entire class struggling, but he was done. He didn't feel so dumb as he usually felt. He looked over to you. You were done as well, and were doodling on your pages.

"Alright everyone," Ms. Danvers brought everybody's attention to her. "Pencils down. Let's review." She looked around the room, noticing Sweet Pea staring at you instead of the board. "Sweet Pea." He snapped his head to her. "Since you don't find it important to pay attention, why don't you tell us the answer to number 1?"

"Uh, 235." Ms. Danvers looked at him with a mixture of shock and annoyance. She ignored him, moving on to the second question. Sweet Pea smiled to himself before looking to you. You smiled back.

When he kept his gaze on you, your face felt hot and your smile faded as you quickly looked back to your notebook. He internally chuckled at you. He noticed how your hair covered some of your face, and that you had a cute figure that you hid as well with a flannel.

The bell rang and you all packed up. You were about to get up when a hand slammed on your desk, causing you to jump your seat. "Sorry." Sweet Pea said. "Thanks for earlier." He put down a ten dollar bill.

You looked at the bill and slid it towards him. "You're welcome." You then got up and grabbed your stuff.

"I don't want to owe you anything." He held out the money to you.

You sighed, grabbing the money and putting it in his flannel pocket. "If you're being paid to be nice then it's not really being nice is it?" He didn't say anything, so you offered him a small smile. "If you ever need help, you could just ask."

He watched you leave, wondering how someone could be so adorably nice. He decided to sort of follow you around without your knowledge of knowing. You didn't really speak to anyone, except for Jughead and his three friends.

Later at the Whyte Wrym Sweet Pea asked Jughead a question, with Betty sitting on his lap. "So what's with your quiet friend at school Jones?"

Betty and Jughead looked at each other. "I think he means y/n." Betty explained.

"Oh. Why are you so interested in her?"

"I never said I was, she's just kinda mysterious. Why doesn't she really talk?"

Jughead and Betty smiled at each other knowingly. "She's a shy girl." Betty said. "The sweetest you'll ever meet though. It sucks that she takes all that crap from everybody."

Sweet Pea furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

"Oh, just the artificial society created by highschool. Her quietness seems to be at the bottom of the food chain." Jughead explained. Sweet Pea just stared at him. "She gets bullied and doesn't do anything about it."

He didn't know how to react. He was angry, but he really didn't have to be. He didn't even know you. "Shouldn't someone be defending her?"

"You mean you want to defend her?" Jughead asked. Sweet Pea didn't say anything, but gave him a glare.

Betty smiled. "Whenever we try to help her she just brushes it off. Besides, she has some personal issues that she has to deal with."

"How do you get closer to a girl like that?"

Both Betty and Sweet Pea ignored Jughead's snickering. "Actions speak louder than words. You should show her that you want to get close to her."

Sweet Pea thought about this. It was a good idea. He wasn't a very outgoing person when it came to talking about his feelings, so this worked out perfectly. "Can you tell me something that she likes?"

The next day you were going through a normal day at school when you opened your locker, finding something out of the ordinary. There was a comic book with a present bow on it and a letter taped to the front.

I heard you love Marvel. Hope you like it, cause I'd feel like a superhero if I made you smile. You should have your hair a little out of your face. It's cute, but what's behind your hair is even cuter. I know heroes usually hide behind a mask, but there is one hero that isn't afraid to show the world what he really looks like. You'll be hearing from me again soon.

You took the note off, seeing a comic book for Iron Man Volume 3, the one where he reveals his identity. Tony Stark was your favorite Avenger. How could anybody know this?

Sweet Pea watched you as you smiled at the gift, putting it in your backpack and happily walking to the school library for lunch with your friends. This was working. Sweet Pea felt proud of himself.

When you got to the library you found an unopened bag of Pop's on your seat. "It's for you." Betty said, a teasing smile on.

"Who's it from?" You asked quietly.

Veronica then spoke up. "He'd rather not have us say." You opened the bag to your favorite order, as well as another note.

You like it? Sometimes you forget your lunch money since a lot of things go through your mind. It's not good for you to skip meals. Eat up! :)

"Are you guys telling him stuff about me?"

"If somebody asks a question, it'd be rude not to answer." Betty said, amusement in her voice.

The next day at school you saw a small box with another note sitting on your desk in Geometry. You first opened the note, with Sweet Pea nervously sitting next to you in his desk.

Make a wish! My wish is for you to like me for who I really am, but I'll let you have this chance. Oh, and as much as I'd love to spoil you, I'm not really made of money. I'd rather talk to you more. 714-xxx-xxxx

You then opened the box, revealing a necklace that had a small rose gold wishbone on it. You let out a short giggle when you saw it. "Make a wish." You quietly said.

Sweet Pea watched in joy as you put it on. You then put the note in your backpack. When you looked around, he turned back to the front of him, trying not to seem suspicious. He then felt a tap on his arm.

"Hey." You said. "Uh, did you see who left this?" He shook his head. "Oh, okay. Sorry to bother you." You turned but quickly turned back to him. "Oh, and, please don't tell people about this. I know you don't know me and shouldn't really care about me, but I'm just saying. Just in case, y'know? I, um, don't want certain people to know about this." You nervously stared at him when you finished your ramble.

"Why not?" He simply asked.

You let out an unamused laugh. As you were about to open your mouth to respond, some River Vixens came up to you. "Aw, what's this? Shy girl got a gift from a crush?" One said as she lifted up your necklace.

The other one went behind you and took it off. "It's cute. I think it'd look better on me."

"Wait, no!" They laughed at your panicked form. "Please give it back. Please." They responded by taking their seats.

You began to shake your leg nonstop. Sweet Pea watched as you kept doing that and tapping your fingers on the desk. "Are you okay?"

"Huh- uh, yeah. Mhm." You didn't look at him.

"You sure?"

"It's called anxiety." You snapped. "So if you want to make fun of me for it too, be my guest." He didn't respond, only stared at you. You buried your hands in your face, then pushed back your hair to look at him. "Sorry." You mumbled.

He nodded. "You should let someone help you with it."

"I don't want to drag someone into my problems, that's selfish." You paused. "Which is what I'm kinda doing to you right now. Sorry."

"You shouldn't say sorry for things when you didn't do anything wrong." The bell then rang and you kept your gaze on Sweet Pea, wondering how someone could be so secretly nice. You brain then wondered, and you snapped out of your thoughts. You shouldn't think of him like that, when there's someone out there who actually has feelings for you.

Later on, you heard a knock on your door about an hour after you got home. You went to go answer it, since your parents were always working. Not they'd answer the door. When they were home, they didn't really talk to you. They told you that they loved you, but you always felt that they were ashamed of you. They were Northsiders, after all, they weren't really proud of having a child that was different from the others.

When you got to the door, nobody was there. You looked down, and there was another box with a note. You opened the box, and there was another necklace. This time, it was a key hole. You then took a look at the letter.

I heard what happened, but it's okay :) Maybe you'll find the key. Hopefully sometime soon.

You then set the box and letter down on your nightstand. You took out the letter from earlier and put the number in.

You ~ Thank you

??? ~ For? 😏

You ~ Everything

??? ~ Do you like the new necklace?

??? ~ I have a matching one of a key

You ~ Why are you being so nice to me?

??? ~ Why are you always so nice?

You ~ .-.

??? ~ You don't care about superficial crap that everybody else does

??? ~ You're always so selfless and don't ask for help when you might need it

??? ~ Why wouldn't I be nice you to?

The two of you talked some more, and you figured that he wouldn't reveal himself to you anything soon. That meant that it was up to you to figure it out. You texted him the next day.

You ~ You're from the Southside

Sweet Pea was caught off guard. It had only been two days of doing this and you were already on to him.

??? ~ Why do you think that?

You ~ Because almost all Northside guys are dicks

??? ~ Lol

??? ~ Wait

??? ~ Almost?

You ~ Archie is sweet

Sweet Pea rolled his eyes. Of course you would think that. Everybody on the Northside seems to love Archie, and he never understood why. Little did he know that you were saying this on purpose.

??? ~ He's not even as innocent as people make him out to be

??? ~ I don't get what people see in him

You ~ So you're a Serpent

Sweet Pea was freaking out now. "Wow." Toni said, reading over his shoulder. "Smart girl."

"Toni, back off." He pushed her away. "Stop reading my messages."

"You really have to hide yourself in order to get a girl to like you?" She teased. He glared at her. "Relax, I'm kidding. You don't have to hide yourself, she doesn't seem like the type of person to care." They both looked at his phone as he texted you.

You ~ Why do you think that?

Y/n ~ If you don't like Archie then you're a serpent

Y/n ~ Don't worry snake boy 🐍🐍

Y/n ~ I'll find the key soon enough

"Wow, you're really making her work to you." Toni said. "Then again, you seem like you're working hard too."

At school you went up to Jughead, asking a question that was to everyone's delight. "Could I have a list of all the Serpents that go to this school?"

He shifted in his seat. "Why?"

"The guy who's been giving me things is a serpent. I can tell."

"Wow," Veronica said. "Mystery man is taking an effect on you. I haven't seen you this giddy before."

"I can give you a list of the Swords and Serpents Club members." Jughead offered.

You nodded, giving him a hug. "Thank you!" He awkwardly hugged back. He then gave you the list after school.

You ~ So I narrowed you down to 16 guys

Snake Boy ~ Good job

Snake Boy ~ Your prize is at your favorite diner

You stopped in your tracks on the way to your house, turning around to and walking to Pop's. "Hey Pop."

"Hello y/n." Pop said, smiling. "You must be here for your gift."

You nodded excitedly. He handed you a teddy bear with a mini Southside Serpents jacket on it. "Thanks Pop." You giddily said. "Could you tell me anything about him?"

"Well, I'm only allowed to say one thing."

"Um, this hair color?"

"Black."

"Thanks Pop." You then took off, texting your mystery man.

You ~ 7 guys

Snake Boy ~ Your next prize is at your door step

It was a Joker and Harley Quinn poster. You happily put it up on your wall. You were excited to learn who this guy was. You just hoped that he wouldn't change is mind.

The next day you walked into Geometry class, sitting down and putting your key hole necklace under your shirt. Sweet Pea smiled. You were enjoying the gifts, and it seemed special to you. Unfortunately he was so focused on you that he wasn't paying attention to the board, and had no idea what to do.

"Um, hey," he tapped your shoulder as you drew on your notebook. You looked up at him and smiled. "Could you help me out with this? Please?"

You smiled. "Sure." You then began explaining the equations to him, and even cracked a joke here and there. You were usually awkward with people when talking to them, but he was easier to talk to. You showed him though your notebook, and Sweet Pea couldn't have been any happier with what is saw.

"Is that a bear with a leather jacket on?" He pointed at one of your drawings. You felt your face heat up and nodded. You hid behind your hair. He let out a chuckled. "That's pretty cute."

He then took a piece of your hair and tucked it behind your ear. You then looked at him. "Why'd you do that?"

"You look prettier when you show your face." Your face felt like it was on fire as you turned to the front. You couldn't be feeling like this with him when mystery man was waiting for you.

Your mind danced around the idea of Sweet Pea being mystery man, but you dismissed it. He would probably be too embarrassed to be seen with you. Maybe he's just a really flirty person.

In PE Jughead gave you a water bottle from mystery man. On the plastic bottle it said hydrate. "This is becoming sickening to watch." Jughead said. "I don't really enjoy being a delivery boy."

"So you're closer to him then." You said. "You wouldn't do this unless you were more closer with them."

"I can neither confirm nor deny this." His smile betrayed him.

"So it's either Fangs or Sweet Pea." You cracked a smile as you said the ladder's name.

Jughead noticed and shrugged. "I guess you'll just have to ask mystery man himself."

You grabbed your stuff when PE was over, taking out your phone to give a quick text.

You ~ 2 guys

Snake Boy ~ Who did you come up with?

You ~ Sweet Pea or Fangs

As Sweet Pea looked at his phone in shock, Fangs was reading over his shoulder. "Hey, it's either me or you. I've seen her, she's pretty hot. Maybe I could have her." He laughed as his friend shoved him.

As you and Jughead were walking out of school, some bulldogs stopped the two of you. "Well what do we have here?" Reggie said. "If it isn't little miss freak."

"Lay off Reggie." Jughead said.

He chose to ignore Jughead. "I noticed that you've been skippin' around school like you own the place, all for some mystery guy." You said nothing, only looked down. "Let me tell you something, whoever this guy is, doesn't like you. I mean, there's nothing to like, really. You will always be the freak that people laugh about, and he's just playing you."

You kept your gaze on the ground, which infuriated one of the other bulldogs. "Hey!" He said, shoving you back. "You listenin-"

He was cut off by a punch from Jughead, which caused another Bulldog with a ring on to punch Jughead, causing his cheek to bleed. You yanked him away, and the two of you began to sprint to your house.

Once you got home you gave Jughead your first aid kit to patch himself up. That was when you thought about what Reggie said. He was right. You would always be the freak, and nobody would like you for who you are. You were too damaged, too different.

"Hope you're not thinking about what Reggie said." Your thoughts were cut off by Jughead. "Look, Reggie's just a dick. Don't ever listen to anything that comes out of a mouth breather."

You smiled at his half joke, but still felt a heavy feeling in your chest and stomach. "Thanks Jug, but I just kinda want to be alone right now." He knowingly hugged you as your eyes began to water. He then saw himself out.

That's when the bad thoughts came flowing into your brain. They were worse that usual, and instead of fighting your anxiety like you read about, you just let it take over you. Once you started crying, you went into your room and curled up on your bed. You stopped crying after a bit, but were still taken over by the bad thoughts. That's when too heard a knock at the door.

You answered it, and saw Sweet Pea nervously standing there with a bag of chocolates. "Hey. I was going to just leave these at the door, but it seemed like this was more serious."

You stared at him blankly. "Are you mystery man?" You asked, quieter than intended.

He let out a small laugh. "Is that what you guys have been calling me?"

You still looked at him seriously. "How do I know this isn't some mean trick?"

He showed a necklace that he was wearing under his shirt. It had a gold key on it. You ran up and hugged him, causing him to drop the bag. "Woah." He laughed. "Didn't think you'd be that excited."

"Come in." You picked up the bag and grabbed his hand, leading him in.

"You sure your Northside parents are okay with a serpent coming into their home?" He asked as you closed the door.

"They're not home, and they don't really pay attention to their freak daughter." You said as you both sit on the couch. "So, I have questions."

"It's only fair if I ask questions too." Sweet Pea said as he got a little closer.

You suddenly became aware of the close proximity and scooted back a bit. "Okay." you said, face flushed. "We'll take turns. I'll go first. Why did you do all these things for me?"

"Because I wanted to get closer to you. You didn't handle being face to face as well, so I figured this was the best way to go." You nodded. "Are you happy that it was me?"

"Extremely." His lips curled up as he looked at your blushing form in a daze. "What do you see in me?"

"Awesomeness." You giggled. "I see that you don't care about me living in the Southside. I see that you're always kind to people, even though nobody deserves you. I see that your really pretty but don't think so. I see that your body is perfect but you cover it with a flannel."

As he said that, he pushed hair out of your face and gently tugged on your flannel, causing one side to be hanging off your shoulder. You got closer, putting a hand on his cheek. "It's your turn."

He leaned into your hand. "Why were you happy that it was me?"

"Because I was starting to gain feelings for real you, and I felt like I was betraying mystery you because I had feelings for him too." He looked down to your lips. "I figured out it was you. What's my prize?"

He leaned into you, pushing his lips onto yours. He put his hands on your waist while you put yours in his face. When he finally pulled back from the mind blowing kiss, he asked, "Would you like to go out with me?"

"Do I get to call you my boyfriend?"

He laughed. "Of course."

"Are you sure you want to be with me? Damaged and all?" You were nervous, and this made Sweet Pea just fall deeper for you.

"You're not damaged, you're actually perfect. You just don't see it, but it's okay because I do. If you're going through something I'll always be here for you. Truth is, I'm the broken one here."

You shook your head, kissing the side of his jaw. "I don't care about your baggage, I care about you." He then pulled you in for another amazing kiss as you felt him smile.

The next day at school you confidently walked in with your key hole necklace. As you were looking you for friends to tell them the amazing news, three River Vixens came up to you. "Well what do we have here?"

Your smile faltered a bit. "I think Mr Fake Secret Admirer gave it to her." Another said.

You held onto it. You were not going to let them get this one too, it was too special. "That's none of your business." You sternly said.

The three of them laughed. "Aw, shy girl does have a voice after all. Look tiny, you will never have a man who loves you, so you should stop trying to convince people that someone fell for your loser ass-"

Her voice faded off as the three of them stared up at you. You then felt two arms wrap around you, and you smiled, turning around into your boyfriends arms. "Morning."

"Morning." You said back. He then tugged you into a kiss, grabbing your face and deepening it as the three others watched. When the two of you pulled back you had your arms around his neck. "Did you like the chocolates?"

The two of you were almost nose to nose, you staring at him as he happily stared at your lips. "Yeah, I ate a little when you left. How'd you know those were my favorite?"

His hands left your cheeks to slide onto your hips. "I have my ways." He then looked up, pulling back a bit to eye the three Vixens. "Can I help you?"

You didn't look at them, only played with the key necklace he was wearing. They noticed how the two of you were matching necklaces. "She's paying you, isn't she?"

He then laughed, eyeing them up and down. "You girls have boyfriends, do you?" They were all silent. "Yeah, thought so. Maybe when you guys stop being assholes to other people, you'll understand why we're so happy."

He then put an arm around your shoulder and walked away with you. "Wow." You laughed.

"Can't let them talk bad about my girl. No flannel?"

"No, figured I should stop hiding so much. You like it?" You smiled, and Sweet Pea almost melted. You were just too adorable.

He pulled your waist closer to him. "I like you."

"I like you too." You both kissed, but stopped when Sweet Pea felt a hand clasp his shoulder.

"So you managed to pull this off." Fangs said. He then stepped towards you. "Since I was your second choice, does that mean that I can have you if things don't work out between the two of you?"

You giggled, already liking this guy. Sweet Pea found this less funny, and decided that everybody should know who you belong to. "Come on." He said grabbing you and putting you over his shoulder.

"Sweets!" You and Fangs laughed as he began to walk away with you. "It was nice to meet you Fangs!" You called out as he watched you being hauled around by your boyfriend.

#riverdale #riverdale fandom #riverdale fanfiction #sweet pea #sweet pea fanfiction #sweet pea fic #sweet pea x reader #riverdale sweet pea #sweet pea fluff #the southside serpents #sweet pea x y/n

[trying-write-fanfics]

OverhaulXReader part 41 (E)

So this a different path/decision written for the long ass Overhaul story. Basically this part takes place after part 40, but the E and the O in the titles stand for different paths. I hope that’s not too confusing.

Y/n had forgotten to set her alarms. Though she didn’t sleep much the night before, she had the morning. When she did wake up, she felt like shit. It was hard to peel herself out of bed because she wanted to go back and sleep. Kai really did a number on her last night, so much build up to only get ruined by more fighting. 

 Marriage? Now? What was she thinking? Sure her life was pretty set in the career department, but Overhaul didn’t want her around his men for his own reasons. He didn’t think she could defend herself, BUT HE WAS RIGHT! Marrying someone he has to worry about would probably be too much for him.

 When she entered the bakery she was expecting to get scolded, but everyone had hounded her for a completely different reason.

“Don’t clock in just yet!”

“I can’t believe it!”

“A pro hero wants you to visit the hospital!”

 They all wanted to know how she was close with a pro-hero. Y/n couldn’t believe how the events were getting weirder. First she had an over the top romantic date with her boyfriend which ended in life threatening disaster, and now a pro-hero summoned her. She knew exactly who it was, but she didn’t think her friendship with Tai was that deep. Then again it’s been a couple years and she does give him free food. 

“Is it dire?” She asked.

“Of course it is!” Her employees pushed her. 

 It hit her that only the staff at the old restaurant knew about her being in a relationship. Ever since she had the bakery she never really mentioned Overhaul, no one really asked. They all just thought it was a little cool that pro-hero Fatgum would stop by. 

“Alright, don’t burn the place down.” She yawned.

“Oversleep? Is that why you’re late?”

“Yeah I ran into some villain activity last night.”

“They should use you as a radar to find villains!” 

She wanted to call Overhaul, but resisted the urge. He told her last night he had an early morning. He was working and couldn’t be bothered with little worries. Oh to be engaged. To show it off to her co-workers and then say they’re having a small wedding. How she’d rub it in her mother’s face for trying to set her up with that gross doctor. It would be a true fairytale ending. Would she go traditional or western for the dress? Overhaul would probably want to go traditional, but she wanted a big puffy skirt and call herself a full cake. Telling her he loves her in front of everyone they know. Oh such naughty thoughts. But he didn't propose, so it would be best to store such thoughts.

 At the hospital,  the nurses directed Y/n to Fatgum. There were two younger people in the room with him. Suneater who she recognized despite the bandages, and an even younger body in a full cast. Both the boys were asleep. She didn’t even recognize Tai. He was in a hospital gown, awake. He had a bandage on his face and head. 

 “I might be in the wrong room.”  She said.

“Did someone else call you?” Oh it was his voice.

“I’ve never seen you without a mask before.” She tried covering up. “Sorry sorry.”

“It’s fine, Red Riot over there didn’t even know it was me and I was with him during the whole transformation.” He told her 

“You have a whole party in here. What happened?”

“I can’t give you too many details, but we did complete a raid.”

Fatgum had a plan. Considering Y/n was still in the city, and willing to visit him, she doesn’t know what happened to the Shie Hassakai yet. Despite her lack of knowledge that didn’t make him feel easy. It seemed the league and the Shie Hassakai were not on good terms when they worked together. She may have been used without knowing it, but she wasn’t safe yet. He wanted her here so that no one would attack her. Her fate was unsure. 

“Did you need anything from me? Meals?” She asked him 

 “Nothing like that, I thought maybe I could turn the tables.” He tried joking. 

“Too bad I’m not a hero.” She told him. “I’d have to change my whole wardrobe if I was.” 

“Thank you for coming, Y/n. You’re a good friend.” He was worried this visit was going to be too short.

Tai was learning a lot from her movements. She didn’t see flustered or worried about Overhaul. She couldn’t have known. If she did there would be no reason how she could act so calmly. She’d be overwhelmed if she found out her boyfriend's place was raided. What if they were never a couple and Tai only put a bunch of information that seemed connected wasn’t? Sure they did go to the same elementary, and maybe she came back home just to be close with her family or the place she grew up at. Maybe her and Overhaul got a drink once or they were friendly at her restaurant which made that guy assume they were more than something and choked her. Overhaul was just probably being nice. Sure her grandpa was connected to the old head, but her parents seemed to have distanced themselves as much as possible, which probably distanced Y/n. They might know each other and that is all. Overhaul could have used someone else's regeneration quirk despite Y/n being the closed guess. There were so many things they still didn’t know. 

“Well you did the same for me. At least you have your interns with you.” She told him. “I bet you were a great leader.”

“I feel like a lot of the good today was already in their hearts.” He told Y/n.

 Y/n stayed a bit longer but confessed she had to get back to work. Fatgum tried to sway her, but his words fell on deaf ears. She promised she’d bring him a meal tomorrow and for his interns, but for now she had to manage the bakery.

 The Wicked Sparrow’s bakery was hopping with customers and her employees were bustling. They asked her the connection she had with pro hero Fatgum over and over and just drooled over the story of being personally saved. They all had at least seen him in person a couple times since he was a customer who wasn’t so easily disguised. They asked if he was her boyfriend, but she told the truth and said “no”. 

 It felt wrong, the whole day did. Overhaul was going to propose, she knew it in her heart! He mentioned it at a wedding for crying out loud! Now her friend was injured and her employees gushed over her closeness to a hero. They came a dime a dozen! 

 When the work day was done, Y/n dragged herself to the subway to get home. She hadn’t heard from Overhaul all day, but that wasn’t new. She just missed him. Especially now. She wishes she could tell both Overhaul and Fatgum to get different jobs, less dangerous. It would be easier said than done. These jobs were what they dreamed of since they were young, being there head of the yakuza and a pro-hero. 

Y/n unlocked her apartment door and found her place to be a mess. The couch was flipped, wine glasses were broke, there were papers everywhere. She hesitated but slowly stepped in the house. She knew it was best to call the police before walking in, but she might have had stuff to hide. She turned into the bathroom to find the sink running. She shut it off and pulled the shower curtain to see if anyone was hiding. No one. Behind her she heard a click, and her eyes widened. Danger again. Something that happened so many times and yet the feeling never adapted well. Her eyes looked in the mirror to find a man with a gas mask on behind her pointing a gun at the back of her head. 

“If you wanna live, come with me.” 

“O-okay.” She shook. 

“Wait.” He said as Y/n turned to face the man. 

He took her phone out of her pocket and smashed it against the sink. That was her only hope! There would have to be some sort of GPS on it, she gave Overhaul her “find my friends”. And now she’s gonna die!

Y/n followed him to the car. He instructed her to get in the back seat as he drove. The locks on the car had child locks to prevent the escape. 

“This won’t be so bad I promise.” The man said

Oh god she was going to get...she couldn’t even think it. Her lungs tightened. 

“You don’t trust me?”

“I’m gonna end up on the news, being a dismembered body aren’t I?” She asked, shaking. 

“No, not that.” He told her.

 The man’s demeanor was different in the apartment than in the car. In the apartment he was intimidating, wanting to kill her, y’all, looking over her, broke her phone. Now he was more casual and relaxed. Trying to make it seem this wasn’t the worst thing to happen. If she stayed with Fatgum maybe this wouldn’t happen even though this guy was hiding in her place. It was inevitable wasn’t it? He was probably crazy, he was pulling this. 

“I actually don’t know how you’re gonna take any of it, to be quite honest.” He told her. 

“Why do you care? Are you a stalker?” Why is he pretending to care how she takes this! He kidnapped her. “If you’re gonna kill me why didn’t you just do it back there?”

“Well I’m not a stalker...okay maybe sorta, I was interested in who you are.” He told her.

“Oh my god!” She fiddled with the door handle that didn’t do anything to unlock. 

“Hey, hey calm down! I’m not gonna hurt you unless you make me!”

“I just might make you, I’m not as submissive as you think!” She growled, kicking his seat.

“Hey hey! I’m taking you somewhere! Can’t you see I’m driving!”

“If I’m gonna die, I’ll take us both down!” She yelled. 

 Noticing she wasn’t wearing her seat belt the man took a sharp fast turn which caused her to slam her face in the windows. She groaned as she held her cheek.

“Dick.” She told him. 

“You made me!” He yelled.

“Yeah, I made you kidnap me!”

“I’m doing something nice for someone.”

“Oh my god! Did my mom put you up to this! What is it this time! That I didn’t come crawling back to her and that now it’s real that I wasn’t coming back!”

Under the mask the man felt the pressure of the situation rising. She was just throwing wild cards at him and he didn’t know how to respond, but also keep the favor concealed. 

“What? She did, didn’t she?”

“No. Right now the less you know the better.”

“That’s so unfair! How long is it gonna take for us to get to wherever you’re driving?” 

“A while. I was hoping we can talk to keep the drive less boring, but it seems to only be stressful. I’ll turn on the radio.” He said.

Ariana Grande’s Break Free came on. It was the chorus. 

“Looks like the radio is trying to tell me something.” Y/n said.

“We’re obviously not listening to that.” Told her.

He dialed the radio and the next station was playing Sweet Escape by Gwen Steffani. He could see Y/n raising an eyebrow at him. Sweating, he put on the news, and it was about a woman escaping from her abuser and setting them on fire. 

“NEVER MIND!” The man yelled turning off the radio. 

The car ride was long, but Y/n was feeling like she could put her guard down just a little bit. It was gonna be a long car ride that didn’t seem like it was going to end. While the man couldn’t do anything but drive, she could at least relax her muscles. She wondered what Overhaul was doing. She didn’t know if he knew she was missing her not. He might be too embarrassed to face her just yet after last night. He shouldn’t though, though he despises so many heros, he was her hero last night. But it’s still a high possibility. She also didn’t message him at all today! The day slipped away from her! That could add to the distance. If he did find out she was missing, he would probably lose it. It would start with a call to ask about last night, he can surprise her. Sure they are immature sometimes, but Overhaul did overcome a lot to be with Y/n, she knew that. There would be no pick up. When he gets a free moment he would break in and see her place was a mess. Though she was the messier one, she wasn’t that messy. But what hints or clues would he have to be able to track her down. She was a goner. 

“Hey, I have a favor to ask, stalker.”

“I can’t let you out.”

“If I’m gonna die, I wanna at least let someone know how much I love them. You can read the letter if you want if you’re worried if I’m gonna snitch you out. We can mail it from a random address too. I just can’t forgive myself if I left things like I did.”

“Did you two break up?” The man asked.

“First of all rude, yes I’m in a relationship, and no we didn’t fight last night.” Her knife like tone was back up. “I just want him to know my feelings haven’t changed, even if it’s hard to tell sometimes.”

“Well I’m not gonna kill you.”

“So who is?”

“I meant the purpose of this trip isn’t gonna get you killed.” The man said.

“I don’t trust like that.” She told him.

“I’ll think about it, but we’re almost there anyway.”

She sighed. Y/n’s eyes looked through the tinted window to see they were on the coast. Her eyes went to the other window finding they were in a less populated area. There was grass and trees, the waves crashed on the sand. The sun was going down. Y/n didn’t even know what to think at such a location. Who did she know would want her at a beach? It wasn’t a nice beach, a little dumpy with litter and seaweed. The car pulled into the rundown town. There were no huge big store names. Some even were planting flowers in their windows. They drove out of the downtown area and then drove into some secluded private property. There was a lot of land, a lot of lush greenery too, covering the house from the street view. They parked in front of the small cabin. 

 “Whatever you do, try not to scream.” The man told her. 

Y/n gulped as she was reaching for the front door.

#overhaulxreader #overhaul #chisaki kai #chisaki kaixreader #xreader #bnha #bnha fanfiction