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Mha Rarepair Week Day 5: Clothes sharing

Summary: Bakugou is the fool who wears a tank top everywhere and Kaminari notices he was cold on their picnic date. His jacket should warm him up pretty well.

Ao3 Link: His Black Zip-Up Jacket

    Before their date Denki Kaminari warned Katsuki Bakugou that he should grab a jacket before they left. "It gets colder when the sun goes down." He told him at the door. They were having an evening picnic in the park. Everything was cleared with the school a week before.

    "It's too warm for that and I don't get cold." Bakugou said shrugging him off. His blank tank top matched his camo pants, clothing that worked well for early autumn weather.

    "Alright Elsa." The two grabbed their wooden picnic basket and put on their shoes. By the door there was a coat rack that most occupants of the dormitory used often. Before leaving Kaminari grabbed his black zip up jacket. With that they headed to the park. 

    Bakugou had been in charge of food while Kaminari needed to bring the blanket and drinks. The basket was borrowed from Momo from when she and Shoji used it. Grilled ham and cheese sandwiches had been packed neatly into the basket with water and minute made lemonade. Surprisingly the blanket was a simple black and yellow checkered pattern.

    The park was a twenty minute walk from the school. Autumn warmth filled the air. A light chilly breeze swept through the sky, bringing colorful leaves with it. Beautiful shades of pink, red, and orange had started to fill the sky as the sun set.

    Placing the basket down, Bakugou grabbed the blanket from it. He laid it on the ground and sat on it. Kaminari plopped down beside him and started to unpack the basket. "So, how was your day?"

    "You e been with me all damn day, you know how it was." Bakugou remarked.

    "Well I want to hear you say it! Maybe you've actually been upset about something instead of it just being your attitude."

   "My days been fine. Now how was yous?"

    "My day had been great until Ms. Midnight pulled up with that pop quiz!" Letting his partner finish unpacking the basket, Kaminari laid down. "I absolutely bombed that text but he way."

    "Maybe you should actually study."

    "Hey!" Denki lightly hit Katsuki's leg, "low blow!"

    "I'm just saying. Now everything out so get what you want." Denki got up to grab his food and lemonade.

    As the sun went down Kaminari noticed Bakugou start to shiver. Without saying anything he pulled his jacket off and leaned into his boyfriend. Wrapping him in it he smiled before saying "I told you you'd get cold dumb ass."

    "I am not cold!" Bakugou exclaimed, his body shaking slightly.

    Jokingly Kaminari started to pull his jacket back towards him. "I could always take this back you know."

    "Oh fuck you." Closing his arms around the jacket he didn't let him take it.

    Laughing, the boy sat back down and took a bite of his sandwich. "For someone who's prepared all the time you sure hate wearing jackets when it's going to get cold."

    Bakugou stared at him for a moment, his orange eyes burning a while in him. "It's not supposed to be cold yet." Every word was it's own individual sound as he crossed his arms.

    "Well it is." Kaminari matched his energy.

    Pulling the jacket closer he shook his head. "Thanks." A light pink flush appeared on Bakugou's face.

    "Yeah babe, though you should probably bring your own next time." He said, making fun of him.

    "But then how would I steal yours?"

    Looking away Denki grinned as he felt the butterflies hit his stomach wall.

    Pink skies turned dark blue as they finished their picnic. With the basket repacked the two boys walked hand in hand back to the dorms. When they got back they put away and dishes they used after Bakugou washed them.

The basket was abandoned on the kitchen counter. Before going into his room Bakugou offered Kaminari his jacket back. Instead of taking it he walked into his room. "No one said we couldn't have a sleep over."

Chuckling Bakugou went into the bathroom to change, leaving the zip up jacket on. In that time Denki had gone to go get his own pajamas and to brush his teeth. His partner was already laying down when he opened his bedroom door.

Climbing into bed, Bakugou grabbed him and pulled him close. A warm feeling filled Kaminari as he saw his jacket still on Katsuki. "Goodnight. I love you." He said.

"Night. I love you too."

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I'm too tired to tag this fully have it anyway

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AND HERE FOR THE LAST PART —

“You and psychiatry… You don’t want her healthy. You want her useful.”

He wanted Rei strong and sweet. Silent but steady. Empathetic and at his disposal. To accept everything from him, without complaint; just as society expected from her. As he expected from her, as he had learned to want from her.

Because it was acceptable—to use his anger and authority to silence her, to control her.

Or; Rei is finally free - free of any control on her own being.

mha rarepair week ⸻ day 7; rarest of the rare.

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For twicehawks enjoyers, here for y'all 🙂‍↕️

https://archiveofourown.org/works/68200536

And it was blurry, everything was blurry, blurry, blurry. They don't exist, none of them exist. Never.

And yet, if Keigo loves him ⸻ loves them, maybe they're alive and real?

mha rarepair week ⸻ day 6; sickness/illness.

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Late submission for mha rpw Day 6: Sick

Ojiro is clingy when he's sick and Shinsou doesn't mind being held.

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i've been waiting (for you)

She looks up, wanting to see Kaina fly, wanting to see her soar the sky. Wanting to be there with her. Instead, she watches as Kaina stops flying. She watches as she falls. Rumi doesn’t know where she ends up once she’s fallen. She doesn’t look down and she doesn’t look back.

or, on rumi and kaina as they used to be and as they are now

written for @mhararepairweek Day Seven: Rarest of the Rare

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Mha Rarepair Week Day 4: Domestic

Summary: After a late patrol Aizawa finds that he still has to do the dishes in the dorms. When his partner, Kan Sekijiro comes down the stairs he offers to wash the dishes for him.

  Before Aizawa lay the sisyphean task that was the dishes. His hatred towards the dishes matched that of a cats hatered of water. The sink was full. On the fridge the chore chart haunted him. Dishes can't do themselves so the man sighed and stopped leaning against the counter. He approached the sink with hesitation.

    While Nezu was intelligent some things like dishwashers fell through the cracks, especially when having to build dorms because a student got kidnapped. Still most people silently cursed him forgetting to add one.

    From time to time UA staff members would be assigned patrols or short missions, somerhing to keep them engaged with her work. While most of them would be on weekends, Eraserhead had taken a mission he was needed for on a Wednesday. It was early Thursday morning now, around 1am.

    Reaching his hand into the sink he pulled out a plate. Cool water ran over his fingers as he turned in the water. The blue spung on the sink was dry so he ran it under the water. Once the water warmed up he held the plate under it.

    Footsteps indicated someone walked into the kitchen. It wasn't completely unusual for staff to be awake at odd hours. Pro heros often had trouble sleeping and as teachers they could be up late gradeing papers or planning lessons.

    Arms wrapped around Aizawa's waist, startling him. Kan Sekijiro rested his head on his fiancé's shoulder. "Did you just get back?"

    "Not to long ago, yeah."

    "You decided to do the dishes?"

    Not saying anything Aizawa pointed to the chore chart. "We'll need them in the morning."

    Sekijiro ran his hands up Aizawa's body until he had his hands on his. "Let me take care of them tonight."

    Leaning back into him Shota didn't protest. He let Kan take the plate and spunge out of his hands and set them back in the sink. Grabbing Aizawa, he placed him on the counter. "Stay there."

    "Alright." Aizawa chuckled. As Sekijiro picked back up the plate he smiled. It was nice to have someone to take care of him. They sat in a comfortable silence for a while, the only noise being the foset running.

    When Sekijiro turned around the last thing Aizawa had expected was to be slashed with a bit of water so when that happened he just stared at him for a moment. Then he jumped down and stuck his hand under the now cool water. He splashed him back, laughing slightly.

    "Oh you-" Kan was interrupted by more water being thrown at him.

    Both men started laughing as they threw small amounts of water at each other. Sekijiro abandoned his place near the sink to run up to his fiancé. Just like earlier in the night he grabbed him by the waist and lifted him off the ground. Surprised, Aizawa yelped as he picked him up.

    Suddenly remembering that it was the middle of the night Shota tried to stay quiet. He shushed his partner and they started to lower their voices. "You might want to turn the foset off." He said with sass in his voice. Instead of putting him down, Kan walked Aizawa over to the sink.

    Turning off the foset, Sekijiro let Aizawa down. He cupped his face and smiled softly. "You look tired."

    Pressing against him Aizawa spoke "I am."

    Kan kissed him gently before letting him go. "How about we go to bed?"

    "I've got to dry the dishes, love."

    Sighing, Sekijiro shook his head. "I'll help."

    Together they grabbed two rags and dried the cups, bowls, utensils, and plates that had been in the sink. Aizawa took the plates and utensils and the other man took the cups and bowls. Then they put the dishes away.

    As Aizawa closed the last cabinet the two walked out of the kitchen, Kan turing off the main light.

    Even though they had to awake in a few hours Aizawa knew he would sleep well. After all, he had his partner to cubble with and the weekend two days away.

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And that's a wrap, day 7!! A bit of a continuation from another fic of mine outside of the rarepair week, but I hope y'all enjoy nonetheless!

Welcome Home 1k Words Prompt: Rarest of the Rare/Free Day

Ship: GhostBoom, Bakugou Katsuki/Yanagi Reiko

"We don't have to do this today," he offered quietly. "No pressure." But she shook her head, gathering what little courage she did have. "No, I want to," she whispered, grateful when his hand found hers, squeezing gently before he pushed open the door.

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Here, for day 5 ; some autistic and fluff things! ,, i think .

It's when a yellow skirt that doesn't belong to you flutters around your hips,

a lavender sweater that's too big on your shoulders, and that doesn't belong to her either;

It's shared, nurturing affection.

mha rarepair week ⸻ day 5; clothes sharing.

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Day 4 ; after the men, here these beautiful women who deserve love and happiness <33

And sometimes love is perhaps holding the loved one in your arms. It is not being a doctor and curing them of their ills, simply being there? Something ⸻ she never knew until her.

mha rarepair week ⸻ day 4; domestic / quirk accident.

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Here, for day 2 :

It’s fucking summer, everyone feels too hot so of course, they all decide to go to the beach ⸻ and of course, it's these three who stays at the shadow .

mha rarepair week ⸻ day 2; beach day.

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For day 3, i wrote my beloved erasermight >:')

“I've decided to keep on living.”

That's what Toshinori told him that winter evening. That's what Shota feels, too, most of the time.

Or: Toshinori and Shota are learning how to live for the first time in their lives, and they're doing it through pain.

mha rarepair week ⸻ day 3; firsts.

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Someone left a threatening note on Shouta's desk.

Someone left a threatening note on Shouta's desk at U.A.

Someone left a threatening note on Shouta's desk at U.A. before classes started.

But for some reason, Nedzu refuses to investigate?

Damn it. This, on top of everything else? How is he supposed to deal with a threat he doesn't know where to look for?

And... how did they know about Oboro?

(MHA Rarepair Week 2025 - Day Seven - Rarest of the Rare - EraserCloudMicNight)

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HAH IT WORKED I THINK

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/67990826/chapters/175844446

Inserting links only sometimes works for me so I hope this does, but this is the first chapter of my Rare Pair Week Day 2 fic using the prompt Forced Proximity: Stuck Together!

Mineta, the jerk, has stuck Tooru and Hitoshi together for some reason. And now they have to spend all day like this? Oh man...

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Day 6 for MHA rarepair week!! This is my 100th fanfic posted on ao3!! I'm feeling very proud of myself :D

In Sickness & Stubbornness 1,8k Words Prompt: Sickness/Illness

Ship: PolyFaculty, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic/Kurose Anan | Thirteen/Snipe/Kayama Nemuri | Midnight/Inui Ryou | Hound Dog/Maijima Higari | Power Loader/Kan Sekijirou | Vlad King/Ishiyama Ken | Cementoss/Yagi Toshinori | All Might

“Jesus, Shou! You’re burnin’ up like a goddamn furnace—” “I said I’m fine,” Shouta growled, only to double over as his lungs seized.

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Late post for mhararepair Day 3: Firsts

"Crowns of sunlight, sounds of laughter, face flushed with mirth- Shinsou is enamored and drowning in the warm joy that spreads in his veins. Is this what love feels like?"