#boko no hero academia denki

[sunflowerrosewood]

Comforting Him When He Has Nightmares Headcanon~ Denki Kaminari

Author's Note: Since my other account @cheekyredwillow got deleted. I am adding some of my favorite fanfictions to this account and revamping this one with new ones. I hope to make an actual list of fandoms I am still a fan of! NO requests for the time being.

On to the headcanon! Your quirk is teleportation.

~You and Denki have been sharing a bed and room recently as you two have been dating

~The two of you loved being near each other and being able to wake up in the morning with one another

~And for the first few nights, it was nice and peaceful

~You two cuddled against each other and both had sound sleep before the next day

~But tonight was different

~You woke up to tossing and turning beside you. You could hear whimpering too

~You turned over to Denki and noticed a painful expression on his face.

~Immediately you started to try and wake him up but he kept tossing and turning

~You started to hear "i'm better than that", "I know what I am doing", "please believe in me"

~You worried that his nightmares was about others teasing him when he goes dumb after using his quirk

~Which he's gotten much better at using it but there are times he still goes dumb

~You shook him again and Denki shot up from his sleep

~He looked at you with panic eyes and recoiled back

~"I'm not good enough" he whimpered

~"Denki honey I am here... Let me in." You said as you slowly made your way to him

~He let you close to him and allowed you to hug him against you

~His face was tucked in the crook of your neck and you were rubbing his back

~His hands gripped your pajamas tight to not let go

~"You are worthy Denki. I love you." You said softly

~He whimpered and shook his head

~"I get dumb when I use my quirk. How will I be enough?" He whispered.

~"Quirks have their side effects. You know mine can take a lot of energy out of me and make me fall asleep. Or teleport the wrong location." You explained. "But that's okay. You are enough for me."

~Denki whimpered once more and nodded his head.

~You kissed his temple and he pulled back for the two of you to share a kiss.

~The two of you laid down together after this and were looking at one another

~You smiled at him and he smiled softly. You yawned and Denki brought you into him to cuddle before sleeping once again.

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i've spoken about "just the tip" denki but i haven't spoken about taking off the condom while fucking denki. (dark content)(something written late at night so there's bound to be some mistakes, i just had to get this idea out here)

denki is a sleeze, you've known that since you've met him but you can't help but be drawn to him. every time you see each other you feel like the sexual tension grows.

one night you end up underneath him after the whole evening of him staring at your breasts. your skirt is pushed up and he's practically ripped off your shirt. his clothes are gone just as quickly as yours and you watch at he runs his hand through his hair, making him look more attractive than normal. you stare at his lean body and pretty face, you gaze at his happy trail that matches the colour of his hair and the precum on his boxers where you can see how hard he is.

it makes him grin wide as he watches you looking at him. he could hardly hold it against you when he's doing the same to you, wanting to leave hickeys and bite marks all over your plush body and run his hands all over your soft body. "kaminari do you have a condom?"

he pauses for a second before saying he does. you don't catch his annoyance in his tone though. one second he's saying he has a condom and the next he's going over to his pocket and taking one out, ripping the packet open with his teeth. denki grabs your face and kisses you passionately while simultaneously entering you harshly, making you gasp in the kiss.

after a while you truly feel like this is the best sex you've ever had, his cock feels so good inside you and he's teasing you just enough to drive you crazy. he kisses all over your body and gropes your tits, making you shiver and flush. you're sweaty and cock drunk, unable to even be able to form sentences.

denki watches as your eyes roll at the back of your head and knows he has an opportunity if he acts now, the next time he moves out of you he quickly takes off the condom and throws it behind him before thrusting back into you again, he instantly groans loudly as he feels your warm wet walls wrapped around him with no barrier and his pace starts to get sloppy.

you don't notice the difference already feeling fuzzy and dumb on his cock. he watches your body jiggle and how your face scrunches up in pleasure, with your head tipped back and sweet noises coming from your mouth, filling the air. denki's holding on tightly to your love handles, definitely leaving you with bruises. a couple more thrusts and he releases his cum inside you to the hilt, shoving his cock in you as far as he can. this time you feel something and have a fleeting thought that he's came in you but ignore it because you saw him put the condom.

next thing you know he's lowering his body and leaving kissing in his wake while he fingers you before he starts eating you out. you gasp at the sudden contact, first having two fingers rubbed against your upper walls and the next having his tongue flicking your clit making your grab his hair tightly and him to moan against your pussy. he stays there for the next hour, making you orgasm multiple times. as his own cum drips out of your pussy and he slips his tongue inside of you tasting himself causing you to grab on tighter to his hair. you never realised he came inside you, disposing of the condom before you noticed.

[dira333]

Chocolate Orange(s)

For @alienaiver

A/N: Honestly, I am very proud of this work and I realized I write best if I know my character/my Y/N. Not sure how that will translate into future requests but have fun with this one. Inspired by only having apple and orange juice at a party (and I hate both of those)

Loosely connected to this amazing fic

4.

“Apple and orange juice are the vanilla and chocolate of ice cream flavors.” You argue and watch with satisfaction as Denki’s jaw drops.

“That doesn’t make any sense.” Hanta starts to argue but Denki doesn’t let him finish.

“You are so right! But what’s strawberry? I mean, what’s strawberry ice cream as juice? Is it grape juice?”

“Could be. But I think that’s more based on where you live, right?”

“Isn’t the most important question which is apple and which is orange?” Hitoshi asks, coming back from the counter with your drinks. He presses a kiss to your temple and Hanta groans across the table.

“Have some mercy. Some people are single!”

“Not our fault you’re too chicken to ask out the cute girl at the bar.” Denki chirps and turns back to you. “Apple is chocolate, right?”

“No way. Apple is vanilla. Orange is chocolate. You can tell by the fact that there is literally orange-flavored chocolate but have you ever seen apple-flavored chocolate?”

“Yeah, but there’s no apple-flavored vanilla either and I love everything that tastes like apple so apple’s gotta be chocolate.”

You’re still thinking about a counterargument, enraged by the smug smirk Denki’s now showcasing when he realizes you have nothing against him but your own taste, when Hitoshi chips in again.

“Orange is chocolate. You know why? Chocolate helps with iron deficiency because it contains iron, even more than spinach if you eat the dark variety. And to properly absorb iron you need Vitamin C, which an orange contains way more than apples do. Your taste has nothing to do with the fact that oranges and chocolate go together.”

Denki’s jaw goes slack once again. “How do you know that shit?” He asks in disbelief while you press your face against your boyfriend's shoulder, flustered by the meaning behind his words.

“Drink your orange juice, baby.” He tells you softly and you nod into his jacket, still too overwhelmed to talk.

On the other side of the table, Kyoka takes her seat next to Denki and gets filled into the argument immediately, snorting when Denki questions yet again how Hitoshi is so knowledgeable.

“Did you forget about the iron deficiency already, dumbass?” Kyoka asks, managing to make the insult sound like a pet name. 

“Oh right!” Denki sounds so proud you can’t help but giggle, finally able to show your face again, though your hand is now curled around Hitoshi’s which in turn is a comforting weight on your thigh. 

“That’s why you’re eating chocolate ice cream with orange juice. I just thought you got awful taste.” 

Kyoka sighs, Hitoshi snorts and Hanta gets up, a look of determination on his face that tells you he stopped listening ages ago.

“Where’s he going?” Kyoka asks, watching Hanta go.

“Probably asking out the girl at the ice cream bar?” And just like that, the conversation has switched again, Denki already trying to get all of you to bet on Hanta’s success rate.

-

3.

“Babe, I’m home.” 

There’s no response to his call and Hitoshi struggles for a moment, two full grocery bags in one hand, his utility bag in the other, and that fiddly door lock that seems to have it out for him.

Instead of you greeting him, the sassier one of your cats decides to run between his legs, trying to trip him with his hands full. He can only thank his agility training back at school that he doesn’t drop anything but he still curses a little.

“Babe?” He calls out again when he makes it to the kitchen counter, dropping the bags and bending over to scratch the little pest behind the ear, earning himself a purr.

“Living room.” He hears then, “Sorry, I fell asleep. Sushi is on my lap.”

“Do you want ice cream? They got the dark chocolate variety.”

“Oh, gimme!” There’s a short break. “But we should have dinner first.”

“You can have a lil snack while I start on dinner. Just leave some room, I got this new recipe I wanna try.”

He pulls out a bowl and spoons ice into it before dropping the box in the freezer. There’s still some sprinkles left over from your last attempt at cake decorating and he tries sprinkling the ice decoratively for a second before he realizes that that’s not going to work like he wants it to.

When he presents his creation to you, you laugh out in surprise, his favorite sound in the world, only topped by the snort you make when he says something sarcasting under his breath.

“What’s that?” You ask, eyeing the explosion of sprinkles and the birthday candle he put in the middle to save it.

“Chef’s desert. Specialty of the house.”

“Oh, what a treat.” You grin up at him and blow out the candle with your eyes closed.

“Did you make a wish?” He asks, knowing full well you did.

“Can’t tell you. Else it won’t come true.”

He hums as if deep in thought before bringing out a glass of orange juice from behind his back. “Don’t forget to drink enough.”

“And my wish came true.” You pucker your lips to ask for a kiss and he leans down, reveling in the taste of chocolate, stealing a lone sprinkle that had stuck to your lip.

-

2.

“This sucks.” You say when you walk out of the building, holding onto Hitoshi for support.

“Sorry that you had to come with today. I didn’t know it would take so long.”

“Don’t apologize. And I know it’s not fun to get yet another diagnose but at least now we know what’s wrong, right?”

“Yeah, but iron deficiency? That’s so lame.”

“Doesn’t feel lame to me. Now, what treat do you want?”

You huff. “Seriously? All these tests took so long, I just wanna get home.”

“Oh.” He nods slowly and you can’t tell if he’s disappointed or just thinking about something.

“Are you up for Karaoke tonight? I mean after you got some rest? Tsuyu bothered Izuku into taking a break again and wants to celebrate that with a little get together.”

“When did that come up?”

“It’s been going through the group chat. You just didn’t look on your phone today. It’s at that one spot that has the comfortable chairs, I made sure of that.”

A surge of warmth goes through you at his comment, made in passing like so many before that. Hitoshi has always been attentive, way before you started dating or even flirting, but every tidbit he learns about your chronic pain he has memorized, looking out for you in ways you still can’t fully grasp.

“I don’t know if I’ll have the energy to sing but I will try to come.”

“Only if you feel up to it.” He ensures, moving to open the car door for you. “But it wouldn’t be fun without you.”

You’re still flustered when he gets into the driver's seat, phone in hand.

“We drive by that ice cream shop you like. Sure we can’t pick up a treat? I’m kinda craving ice cream right now.”

“You’re never craving ice cream.” You tell him, pushing his shoulder a little. “You always let me finish yours.”

“So two cups of chocolate ice cream?” He asks, finger moving already over website, picking out the treats.

“Can we get sprinkles?” You ask and he smiles.

“Two cups of chocolate ice cream with orange sprinkles, coming right up.”

-

1.

“Don’t be too obvious, but that guy two tables over is totally a villain mastermind and plotting to take over the world.” Hitoshi whispers and you flinch in surprise, almost flinging your glass of orange juice off the table.

He snorts, catching the glass before it topples over. “That’s your not too obvious? Impressive.”

You turn slowly to look but the guy seems normal enough.

“Are you sure? Should we alert the heroes?”

When you turn, Hitoshi’s shoulders are shaking with laughter.

“What?”

“Sorry. You looked so tense there, fiddling with your napkin, I wanted to lighten the mood and you took it literally.”

“I’m sorry I’m nervous on my first date.” You snap back playfully and he flushes, revealing his own nerves.

“I wanted to say we can just pretend that’s not a date if you’re not comfortable.” He coughs out and you fling yourself forward immediately, juice glass wobbling dangerously again as you take hold of his hand.

“No.” You say, determined, “I really want this to be a date.”

He flushes an even deeper red and swallows thickly.

“Okay, well, I…” He takes a breath before turning back to his playful self, pulling you along with thim.

“Look again. No normal person would order something like that.” 

You turn again, snorting when you spot it.

“Let people enjoy their food unjudged, will you?”

“Oh, I am judging. That’s a perfect chocolate cake he’s ruining by putting ketchup on it!”

-

Hours later when the bus spits you out in front of your apartment building your both tired and giggly, high on adrenaline and feelings, arms linked and fingers crossed.

It could feel like a normal hangout, like a normal friday night spent with your best friend. But this isn’t a normal hangout and even though he can’t say who confessed first, through a touch, a deed, a smile, a look, he’s glad you’re finally at this point.

If only he could enjoy this without nervousness bubbling in his stomach like he drank a gallon of coke on a bag of mentos. 

“Hitoshi.” You stop walking, pulling him back effectively, “You’re walking past my place.”

“Oh.” He stops, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand.

He could have walked five more blocks if it meant to hold your hand longer but he’s glad he got the time he got.

But what now? Does he kiss you? Is he allowed to? His eyes flick to your lips and you notice, blood rushing to his face immediately. 

“Fuck.” He curses. “Sorry, I forgot… I forgot I got you something. Wait a second.” 

He pulls back his hand, hating the feeling of not touching you anymore, and swings his backpack to the front to pull a little box out of it.

He wrapped it in kitten paper because that’s the only thing Aizawa had at home - go figure - and he snorts when you carefully lift the edges of his messy work, as if there’s any hope of saving that paper.

He can see your confusion when you reveal the box of chocolate oranges and he licks his lips, his mentos-coke-mix-feelings bubbling ferociously in his stomach.

He’s gotta come clear now. There’s no way back.

“I… I know they’re cheap but there’s some story behind it, trust me… Like, ever since I’ve known you, you’re addicted to chocolate and you drink loads of orange juice, to the point we joked you’re blood must taste like chocolate or orange or both now, right?”

You nod and he knows he’s rambling but it feels like some latch inside him slipped and he can’t stop talking now that he’s started, the words spilling out of him.

“And some time ago I realized that you have really nice lips. Like,” He makes a noise that sounded less weird in his head and you giggle, the sound fueling his rambling, “But that’s not something you tell your best friend. But at the corner store, they had these Chocolate Oranges and I walked past them after patrol and I saw them and thought, this is what kissing you must taste like. I’ve bought them before I could stop myself, ate one on the way home, and freaked out about it only to eat one the next day and the next day and… I guess the store has figured out there’s a new need for those oranges and they’ve got a whole display of them now. I’m probably going to get diabetes or something and I just… if this is weird, you can tell me-”

Your lips cut him off, softer than he had imagined, warmer than he had dreamed.

His eyes flicker shut on their own and he realizes, like one does with a truth they had known all along, that Chocolate Oranges could never compare to you.

[dabisdancechoreographer]

Bakugou Katsuki has pet rats.

Mina and Sero peer pressured him into buying them.

Izuku named them the most outrageous names like Twinkle Toes and Rat Might and Bakugou only allowed it because come on its Izuku. You can't say no to him its impossible.

Denki and Kirishima scream when the ratties crawl down their tops.

Uraraka accidentally used her quirk on them once and they were running around in the air in the common room.

Shoto randomly comes and steals them for cuddles (he's a touched deprived, neglected and abused child ok. he needs rat cuddles)

Mineta gets chomped on by them (not because he's tasty, just because the ratties don't stand creepy perverts)

Momo buys them accessories and toys because she's rich asf (Uraraka's crying rn)

[sannasruins]

bad flirt

denki x reader

type: hurt to comfort/ fluff

warnings: jealousy, self consciousness, implied f!reader

a/n: this is me combating writer's block, i have nothing to say for myself, sorry in advance <3

word count:1.5k

 Kaminari Denki was always a bit of a flirt, calling all the girls in your grade “sweetcheeks”, “sunshine”, and “cutie”. You weren’t in his class, so you didn’t receive the brunt of it but whenever he came by the support classroom to get his disks adjusted or his costume tinkered with, he would always seek you out to do it. Sitting and talking to you as you worked, his words often came off awkward and inexperienced, he was trying to be cool, but he was still learning. At first you were annoyed with him, interrupting your other work, forcing you to divide your attention between him and his tech, unless you wanted him to start whining in an even more annoying falsetto. 

“If I had a go-en* for every time I saw someone as beautiful as you, I’d have 5 yen.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, keeping your eyes down and focused on the disk you were fiddling with, tightening a screw fully before you humored him with a response. 

“I heard you say the same thing to Yaoyorozu Momo last week in the lunch line, so you would have at least 10 yen.”

His face flushed in embarrassment, and he reached up to scratch his neck as he let out an apologetic laugh, “ah I better start learning more lines then, shouldn’t I?”

You looked up and at him, “maybe you should stop flirting with so many girls, or get better at it, because you kinda suck at it.”

He laughed in earnest this time, “aha yeah, though I’m just playing around, its nothing serious l/n.”

Oddly enough that sent a weird pang to your heart, you weren’t sure why, but you decided it wasn't important enough to give any thought to. 

You hummed in response and directed all your focus back onto his gear, oblivious to the pair of gleaming yellow eyes watching your every movement. 

Denki’s gear seemed to be getting broken or needing adjustment more and more recently, and every time he made his way to the support classrooms, he was always seeking you out. Interrupting conversations you were having with other male classmates, sliding into whatever space he could that was next to you, and spouting ridiculous pickup lines.

“Can you take me to the hospital? I think I just broke my legs falling for you so hard!”

“Cupid called; he told me to tell you he needs my heart back.”

“I seem to have lost my phone number, could I have yours instead?”

“I was wondering if you had an extra heart, because mine was just stolen!”

At first it annoyed you, his frequent and rudely impromptu interruptions, but you slowly found yourself looking forward to his visits, to hear his cheesy lines and chitchat with you. Along with that though, you found this uncomfortable feeling making its home in your gut every time you would overhear him talking to another girl the same way he talked to you. Using the same kind of stupid flirting techniques, he used on you on the way prettier girls from class 1A and B. You didn’t like it, in fact you hated the way it, and that stupid blonde, made you feel. 

It all came to a head on an overcast, regular day, nothing in particular caused it, in fact the day had been peaceful, and you were allowed to stay late by yourself with the promise of locking up after yourself since you were convinced you were close to a breakthrough on a new technology you had been working on. Maybe it was just the line, maybe it was the way he had come sliding into the spot next to you with no regard for your personal space, maybe it was the way you couldn’t even escape his words after school hours.

“Sorry, can you help me? I think there’s something wrong with my eyes, cause I can't seem to take them off you.”

It wasn’t an especially offensive line, not his worst by far, but something about it caused you to be pushed past your limits, the last screw holding together the damn snapping and opening the flood gates. You stood up from your workstation, leaving him sitting there and looking at you with a confused smile on his face.

“Will you just leave me alone Kaminari? There are so many other girls in this course you can go harass, I’m so sick of your shallow meaningless flirting! You should understand there can be weight behind your words! You can’t,” you sigh exasperated, running both hands up your face and through your hair, “You can’t just go around with your sweet words and sly smiles and stupid cute face and expect it to not work!”

He watched you with wide, electric eyes, and pink slowly blooming across his cheeks.

“You, you think my face is cute?” he stammered.

His stupid question only agitated you more, is that the only thing he had heard you say as you poured out your grievances. Tears of frustration welled in your eyes, threatening and fighting to spill over and ruin the image of strength you had desperately tried to present in an attempt to be taken seriously. 

The tears won, and now you were standing in the middle of your empty classroom, crying in front of the bewildered boy who had no idea that there were consequences to his actions. 

He stood, arms out in front of him, hands open, as if he was trying to approach a feral animal, “hey, hey, hey, ‘m sorry l/n, I didn’t know.” He slowly made his way closer.

“I wouldn’t have said those things if I knew.” He reached you, and when you didn’t make any move to push him away, circled his arms around you in an embrace, pressing your face close to his heart with one of his hands. It was beating fast.

You bounced your fist off of his chest weakly as you cried, mumbling about “leading me on” and “playing with my feelings”. It took about 5 minutes for you to wear yourself out, to calm down and run out of tears, but he was still as a statue. He stood and listened to you, never releasing you from his warm embrace. 

When you had finally silenced, he pulled away slightly, ignoring the small damp spot on his shirt of tears and snot, and looked at your reddened face. 

“Are you done?” he inquired. You nodded. 

He led you over to your workstation and pushed you down into your chair, before turning around and rummaging through his school bag, pulling out a water bottle and offering it to you. 

“I haven’t drunk from it yet, so it’s clean.” he informed, tilting it in your direction, enticing you to take it with a quivering hand, and sip from it slowly. 

When you had had your fill of the refreshing water, you screwed the cap back on, feeling much more composed and a little embarrassed of your earlier outburst. You scrubbed your face with the back of your sleeve, wiping away the salty streaks that had smeared themselves across your cheeks. You offered him an apology and excuse.

 “I’m sorry about that Kaminari, I don’t know what got into me.” 

He shook his head, dismissing your words.

“I’m really sorry too l/n, I didn’t know my talking to other girls like that would hurt your feelings so bad, I just, I don’t want you to think I didn’t mean them when I was saying them to you.” He paused, eyes flitting across the room as they avoided looking at you. 

“I know it’s not very convincing, saying that the same things I say to others have no meaning but when I say them to you, they do, but it’s true. In truth, I was practicing what I wanted to say to you, all those times you overheard me, because,” he coughed awkwardly, face flushed a bright red, “because well, I really like you, and I didn’t want to screw up with what I say to you.”

You let out a bemused and astonished huff of humor.

“Yeah, kind of ironic now,” he continued, “but I’ve always been really awkward around girls, especially the pretty ones I like, like you. And, well, I figured practice makes perfect.”

It was your turn to flush now, heat rising to your face at his confession. 

“I’m sorry I made you think I wasn’t serious, or made you feel like I was just playing with your feelings. That really isn’t what it is. I would love if you would let me prove that to you.” He took one of your hands into both of his. 

“I really like you, l/n y/n, please let me make it up to you, could I take you out this weekend?”

You wiped at the reddened skin of your face once more, as if you could rub away the blush that had made its home on your cheeks. You nodded, snuffling against your sleeve.

“Yeah, I think I’d like that, Kaminari.”

“Call me Denki.” he pressed.

The ghost of a smile graced your lips. “Yeah, I think I'd like that Denki.”

*go-en is the five yen piece

[gaybananabread]

Hii!! I'm so glad that you're gonna participate in the augtickletober! Please consider writing number 25 with lee todoroki, where he gets gang tickled by the boys from class 1A hehehe (I feel like I've seen many gang tickles for Bakugou/Midoriya, but rarely seen it for Todoroki, and I feel like Todoroki somehow deserves it). (Please no foot tickles) If you need plot recommendation (but feel free to use your own hehe): - The boys of 1A decided to help Todoroki practice since basically he's the one that hasn't received his provisional license. - Class 1A is having a field trip, and the boys have deep talks at their sleeping hall before sleeps and the topic of "Todoroki rarely laughs" pops up I hope this idea works well! Thank you so much for participating in this event, looking forward to it!!

TickleTober Day 25 - Gang Tickles

THIS! Thank you for the kind words and awesome ideas Anon! Definitely got my creative juices flowing! Sorry this is so late, I’ve had quite the week (O~O) And the candy-cane could definitely go with some gang tickling. Mans needs to laugh more! Did a handful of the 1A boys, just because more than 5 lers on one person gets a little iffy. Anywhosit, thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Todoroki

Lers: Kirishima, Sero, Kaminari, Midoriya, Bakugou

Summary: On a class field trip, the boys of 1A get to talking about their multi-quirked peer. After discovering that they all rarely hear his laugh, the goobers make it their mission to get him to crack a smile. Some fun, ticklish methods are utilized.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!

It was a rare, yet heavily anticipated day for Class 1A; Fieldrip Day was finally upon them. They were out at one of the pro’s training facilities. One of All Might’s favorites, to be specific. The facility had a few sports fields, a training hall, and some nice barracks. If anything, it was better than a day of doing schoolwork at UA. Nothing against Aizawa; the teens just liked the change in pace. Plus, no math for a day.

Every student enjoyed the day; even Bakugou cracked a few genuine smiles. Ready to rest and recover, the boys hit the showers and got ready to sleep. Tokoyami was out the moment he arrived, not caring for small talk. A few conversations floated around the room as the male students entered the barracks, one in particular sticking out.

“Hey, Todoroki never really laughs, does he?” Sero had been the first to bring it up, but at that point, every student had their own little thought to add. “You’re right, I’ve really only heard him laugh once or twice. He smiles, but those are rare too!” Denki had seemed particularly surprised at the revelation.

“Why do you extras care? That half-and-half stiff is just taking after his father. Pros like him don’t act all happy,” Bakugou tossed his hair towel to the side, almost hitting Aoyama with the soggy thing. Kirishima, ever the apologist, tried to redeem anything the blonde had just said. “Th-that might be part of it, but he could just be a stoic dude. I wouldn’t call him a stiff, Bakubro. He’s just…a little serious.”

The tape hero jumped back in, trying to keep his conversation on topic. “Only time I’ve seen him even giggle was when Mr. Smiley attacked. Still, the guy pretty much held it in! Bakugou even laughed when he got hit, man!” That got a growl from said blonde, Sero nervously chuckling at the murderous glare he received.

Midoriya was fidgeting with his sleeve, looking down as they argued. He knew something they all didn’t, and saw a much different side of Todoroki. Iida noticed his antsy demeanor, outing him to his peers. “You seem rather tense, Midoriya. Care to share what’s on your mind?”

He squeaked at the sudden attention, feeling their eager eyes on him. “U-uhm, I dunno. It’s not really my place to share it…” Denki, bored and ever the trouble maker, pressed the matter. “Aww, c’mon Midoriya! You can’t just not tell us! We gotta know!”

The angel and devil on his shoulder fought for a few seconds, coming to the ultimate conclusion that a little laughter could do his friend some good. “W-well, I’ve seen Todoroki laugh quite a few times. You kinda gotta…m-make him, though.” The interested students hung on his every word, soaking in the new information. Make him? “What’dya mean by that, Midobro?

Izuku sighed, knowing they would want to hear more. At least Kirishima was nice about it. “He’s…he’s ticklish. Like, pretty badly ticklish. I’ve managed to get him really laughing a few times; it isn’t all that hard.”

Every teen that was paying attention seemed shocked. The serious, stoic, hardly-cracked-a-smile guy Todoroki was ticklish? It seemed hard to believe; the image of their emotionally distant peer a giggly, blushing, mess was just too obscure to imagine. Denki made sure to point it out. “No way! I’ve poked him before, and got nothing! I’d know if Todoroki was ticklish.”

Bakugou stared down his childhood friend before interrupting. He knew the greenette well enough to tell when he was lying. “Nah, the nerd’s telling the truth. Icy-hot is fucking ticklish.”

Kaminari looked like he’d just won the lottery. A goofy smirk formed on his face as he made a joke. “Wow, Todoroki is actually ticklish. I’m gonna go visit Hell for a bit, now that it’s frozen over.” Ojiro, rolling his eyes at the line, tased the goofy blonde’s side.

Iida regretted asking, feeling a bit guilty for indirectly exposing his classmate’s secret.. “Can you all be mature about anything? Our classmate would not appreciate us gossiping about this personal aspect!” Bakugou rolled his eyes, flopping on his mattress. “Pull the stick out your ass, four eyes. It’s just stupid shit, not like we’re talkin’ bout his dirty secrets or anything.”

The class president squawked at his argument, but didn’t get a chance to yell at him before Kirishima cut back in. “HEY! Why don’t we all put this info to use and, I dunno, make the guy laugh. I think we can all agree that he needs it.”

Nobody argued with him there. Not every student was up for it, some fearing retribution, others not wanting to be crispy-fried or frozen solid. In the end, the team consisted of Kirishima, Sero, Kaminari, Midoriya, and surprisingly Bakugou. They got a plan together; all they needed was the dual-quirked teen.

-

Todorki had always enjoyed longer showers; it felt nice to just stand under the water and think. He was expecting a few of his peers to question how long he took, though he wasn’t prepared to have five of them eagerly eyeing him as he left the showers. The boy tried to keep the suspicion out of his voice as he spoke to them. “Do you all need something from me?”

The electric blonde smirked, stepping forwards. “Actually, yeah.” With that, the group went into action. Catching him by surprise, Sero came up behind him and shot tape around his hands, hoisting them above his head. Kirishima held the shocked teen in place as Sero got a few more layers of tape on his hands and forearms, thoroughly restraining him.

Normally, Todo would’ve just burned throughout the tape and left. With his peers so close, however, he was hesitant; he couldn’t risk hurting them. The teen tugged at his arms, shooting a glare at his classmates. “What’re you all doing?”

They answered his question pretty quickly. Kaminari squeezed his sides, while Sero poked along his spine. He snapped his mouth shut, eyes growing wide. Oh, they didn’t. He forced out an order, managing to contain his giggles. “G-get off of me!”

This only encouraged his “attackers.” Sero used both hands, dragging his nails down Todoroki’s spine. The candy-cane arched his back, flinching right into Kirishima’s wiggling fingers on his belly. That got a snort out of him, the serious teen’s cheeks dusted with red.

“Oooh, someone’s ticklish!” It was already a struggle to hold in his giggling; Kaminiari’s stupid teases were an unfair challenge. “Sh-shut uhup!” The electric student gasped, eyes lighting up with playful mischief. “Was that a giggle?! C’mon, gimme a few more!”

Who knew Kaminari would be so good at teasing? The student definitely didn’t, that’s for sure. Thankfully, he moved his fingers to the boy’s armpits, trying to find his worst spot; he didn’t realize he had already found it. “How about here, huh? Does this tickle?” That damn word… He wished he could delete it from the blonde’s vocabulary.

Midoriya tried to conceal a smile, watching his peer move farther away from the jackpot he was looking for. He was conflicted; on one hand, it was wonderful to see Todoroki like this around other people. On the other hand, he would probably be more than a little betrayed if the greenette revealed his worst spot. Decisions, decisions… Eh, what’s the worst that could happen?

“You know you’re getting colder, right?” All four of the perpetrators turned to him, Todoroki’s eyes narrowed in a “don’t you dare” expression. Ignoring it and the inevitable revenge, he continued. “You actually already found it. It’s right around here…”

Denki parted the waters for him, letting the freckled teen do his thing. With an apologetic smile, he clawed at Todoroki’s navel, not flinching at the howl of laughter the action received. The other students’ eyes lit up, though Bakugou tried to conceal his. Izuku stepped back, leaving his friends the chaotic seed he’d planted.

Ten fingers immediately latched onto Todo’s stomach, Kaminari wasting no time. Loud, surprisingly bubbly laughter burst from him, a wide smile growing on the face of the typically-earnest teen. “N-NOHOHO! MIHIDORIYAHA! TRAHAHAITOR!”

That started a little competition; an unspoken game of “Who Can Get Todoroki to Laugh the Loudest” beginning between the four teens. Denki was in the lead, scribbling in and around his navel and teasing his lower belly. Kirishima was in a semi-close second, drilling his fingertips into the multi-quirked boy’s hollows. Sero, deciding to be a menace, toyed near his spine, tracing teasy little shapes up and down his back. Bakugou and Izuku hung back, though the explosive blonde seemed ready to jump in.

Todoroki was burning; not literally, but he could feel the heat on his cheeks. He trusted his classmates not to go too far, but damn, that shit tickled. He was mainly nervous of Bakugou; they had already found his worst spot, but he knows one more that would make the goofiness much more unbearable. A spot that Baku knew.

Deciding that he had waited long enough, the fiery teen cracked his knuckles, approaching the group. He crouched down, going for Todo’s outer thigh. He clawed at the outer edges, making sure to keep things as comfortable as they could be.

Todoroki shrieked at the addition of the spot, four people now trying their best to wreck him. It was almost maddening; all he could think about was “tickles, tickles shIT THAT TICKLES!” over and over again. His entire face was a bright red, almost matching the left side of his hair. “NAHAHAHA! GUHU- PLEHEHEASE! NOHO MOHOHORE!”

Denki saw how wild all the tickling was driving his classmate. Deciding to show some mercy, he went for one more scribble on the boy’s navel before backing away. Kirishima also took the hint, ending the underarm tickles. Bakugou reluctantly pulled away, not wanting to seem silly compared to the other two. Sero continued out of pure spite, wanting to hear the giggles a little longer.

The hot-and-cold student was wiped; five of his classmates “tormenting” him was exhausting. He practically hung from the tape restraints, giggling softly as Sero continued to softly tickle his back. It honestly just made him more tired, but in a good way. He still wanted it to end, but they were relaxing in the silliest way.

Midoriya checked the time, seeing how late it was getting. He had always been a bit of a mother-hen when it came to his close friends, even though he got injured far worse and much more often than they did. “Come on, Sero. He’s had enough.” The tape hero-in-training backed away, a smug smile on his face. “Fine. You know he was enjoying it, though.”

Kirishima hardened his hand, cutting the tape around the giggly, exhausted teen’s arms. It quickly unraveled, Todo swaying into Midoriya’s waiting arms. He carried his classmate over to the half-and-half student’s bed for the night, laying him down and pulling the blankets over him. He was out in seconds.

The rest of their classmates snickered quietly, each going either back to sleep or to their devices. The goof troop that wrecked him fist-bumped, silently cheering a job well-done. Sero, still proud of himself for bringing it up and starting it all, chuckled. “I’ll admit, that was pretty fun. Nice to see him laugh like that.”

His friends agreed, even Bakugou huffing a quiet “I guess” before heading to his bed. The teen had a strict sleep schedule, and while the tickling was fun, it did delay that. The rest snickered before dispersing, each heading to their own sleeping spots.

Todoroki found himself smiling and laughing a lot more after that day, be it from cheesy jokes or the occasional side poke. And honestly? He didn’t really mind. Turns out even the most serious of teenagers can enjoy a good laugh with friends every once in a while.

[red-riot-gives-you-wings]

I know it’s a little late, but here’s what I’ve been working on for a couple days.

The Bakusquad dress up as Mario characters inspired by me and my friends.

I was Luigi.

[i-wanna-die-like-now]

Seeing as I suck at lighting I decided to do some practice

[kteabug]

“that’s not my sire” — pup, probably

Summary: At birth pups instinctively know their dam and sire’s scents, it’s what allows them to know who is a safe place. What happens when a pup rejects the alpha that believes they are the sire?

Pairings: BakuDeku (endgame), BakuKami, KiriKami, OverDeku (past)

Word Count: 9, 480

Warnings: Infidelity. Shitty parenting. Minor Character Death. Omegaverse. A!Bakugo. A!Kirishima. O!Kaminari. O!Midoriya. Quirkless AU.

AN: This is based off a silly little head canon I have.

**PLEASE READ: this fic is bakudeku ending, but before we get there, there’s bakukami and then mentions of overdeku.

Bakugo Katsuki knew the omega he was going to marry when he was nine years old. He first saw him at a garden party his grandparents threw, he was the grandson of someone his grandfather knew or something like that. Honestly, he could’ve been the son of the waitstaff and Katsuki would’ve chosen him. His yellow blonde hair, citrine colored eyes and bubbly personality had the alpha captivated. This is based off a silly little head canon I have.

When the two were 16, Katsuki bashfully asked the omega for an official courtship — it was amusing to those around to see the brash and loud alpha seem so docile as he handed the omega a scented shirt and high end blanket he ordered from his parents’ company. Kaminari Denki accepted the gesture with a warm smile as if he had any other option.

When the two were 20, their engagement was announced and within the year, they were married. The Bakugos had wanted to forego the engagement and tie the union together with a mating claim, but the Kaminaris did not — they felt the bond should only take place if and when Denki said so. Bonds cannot be as easily removed as a marital status can.

While it bothered Katsuki to see the hard thick plastic collar around Denki’s neck during their heats/ruts, he understood that it was the omega’s choice. He had always known Denki was it for him, he would wait until the end of time for his omega if that’s what he needed.

**

After the first year they were together, Denki expressed he was tired of having to wear the anti-claiming collar so Katsuki immediately bought a muzzle. The next year Denki said the muzzle ruined the mood but that he didn’t want to wear the collar so he suggested they spend their cycles in heat/rut clinics. Clinics designed for mated or unmated individuals to ride out their cycles without fear of unwanted bonding or for those who are away from their mates.

Katsuki didn’t really like the idea, it felt so sterile and robotic rather than the passionate nature heats/ruts are. It didn’t feel right to Katsuki for Denki to be alone in a hospital-like room in pain, crying out for relief while his alpha did what? Sat at home like it was just another Wednesday? The thought alone just broke his heart but if that’s what his omega needed then he’d do it.

However after four years, both sides of their families are exhausted waiting for a pup to be born. Katsuki however doesn’t press the issue, when Denki is ready he’d tell him. It’s after their anniversary dinner that the omega’s attitude changes — Mitsuki made a comment about Denki’s appetite which he counters with him being in preheat even though the alpha doesn’t pick up on it. When they get home, Denki practically jumps the ash blonde.

The alpha’s rut is triggered by the intensity of Denki’s actions, the omega hasn’t acted so hungry, so aggressive, so needy with Katsuki before. The sudden action doesn’t allow the omega to wear his collar but somehow he keeps enough sanity to bite his own arm to prevent himself from bonding with Denki. A few weeks later, Denki announces to Katsuki and their families the pair is expecting a pup.

**

Katsuki is over the moon. If he’s honest (which he won’t be) the moment he smelt Denki’s jasmine scent, he saw a future with a house full of love, warmth and pups. He wanted pups with citrine eyes and soft blonde hair, pups with their dam’s bubbly personality and headstrong nature. He wanted to watch their pups grow up and go off to have their own lives while spending the rest of their lives falling in love with each other over and over again.

Katsuki is there to rub Denki’s back when his morning sickness is rough before carrying him back to bed with crackers and ginger ale. He buys any and every craving the omega has — teasing that the pup must have their dam’s taste since Denki doesn't want spicy foods like Marasu had with him. He reads, talks and sings to the growing bump as he rubs lotion to help keep the omega’s skin moisturized. He tries to go to appointments, but Denki tells him they aren’t really that important for them both to go.

According to Katsuki’s planner, the anatomy scan should be coming up and he really wants to go. He doesn’t care what their sex is, he just wants to see the pup, to be able to look at the screen and call him or her by the name chosen. Denki instantly loved both the names Kats suggested which surprised the alpha but he went with it.

He doesn’t get that as Denki comes home with ultrasound scans announcing it’s a girl, brushing off Katsuki’s complaints by saying he simply forgot it was /that/ appointment today. The entire rest of the day whenever Katsuki tries to bring up anything to do with the appointment or asking to go to just one appointment, the omega claims he’s getting a headache and prompts switches subjects.

Denki claims that the appointments from now on will only last five minutes at tops — it’d be more of a hassle than anything. Katsuki hates it, he wants to be there, to hear their pup’s heartbeat, but he doesn’t want to add stress to Denki so he stays home.

The alpha swallows the ugly feeling that sits in his chest, threatening to come out anytime Denki brushing off something he asks considering the pup. Denki has always been an amazing partner, so it must just be the pregnancy hormones. Kats instead decides to go focus on his daughter’s room — it’s the place she’ll spend the most time so it needs to be perfect.

He divides the wall, painting the lower half a terracotta orange while leaving the upper half an off-white. They picked white furnishings: crib, dresser, changing table, rocking chair and around the room had a few natural wood accents such as the photo frames and wall shelves. This room will grow with her and he can’t help but tear up at the thought.

He folds her burp bibs, sheets and swaddles even trying to match the tiny little socks before just tossing them in a drawer. He hangs up her onesies, dresses, footed pajamas and sleep sacs. Katsuki attempts to fold her white onesies but they are teeny compared to his massive hands.

He even adds a name sign on the door — Yuika: dream come true. That’s what she truly is, a dream come true for Katsuki and he has so much love for her that it spills out in tears. Denki always just shakes his head, but putting a name to the pup he talks to, feels kick, it makes it all feel surreal.

**

Katsuki plans to be ready for when Denki goes into labor. He has bags packed for him, Denki and Yuika. The car seat is properly installed in their car with the window shades and mirror for the headrest to see her from the rear view mirror. He’s even gone as far as to run drills to make sure he can get himself and Denki to the car effectively for the big day.

All that planning fails the alpha when Denki wakes him up at 3am saying it’s time. Katsuki trips getting out of bed, puts his shirt on backwards and has two different tennis shoes on. But they do manage to get to the hospital unscathed which is a miracle with the way Katsuki was driving.

The maternity ward has scent neutralizer constantly pumping through the air vents — it helps keep things safer for the in labor omegas and their pups. Somehow this helps calm Katsuki’s nerves as he holds Denki’s hand through it all.

Nearly 18 hours later, Yuika is born. She has ten fingers and ten toes with a head of beautiful black hair. Katsuki assumes it’s from Denki’s side since the omega has a black stripe through his own hair and his sire has solid black hair. Like many newborns her eye color isn’t set in stone, but Katsuki hopes she gets the same citrine eyes as her dam.

The scent neutralizer is cut off to their room. After delivery, the room is to be filled only with the parents' scents; pups instinctively recognise their parents' pheromones marking them a safe person. Everyone else who enters the room, regardless of relation, has to wear scent patches — Katsuki is more than on board with this as he doesn’t want Yuika bombarded with too many scents.

Denki holds her the entire first day, rarely letting her go. He doesn’t even put her in the incubator for naps after breastfeeding, opting to just do contact naps. Katsuki tries not to let it bother him, but it feels off. They are partners and yet it feels that Denki doesn’t trust him to hold their daughter. He doesn’t feel like he’s asking for all that much, just a few moments with her in his arms, but Denki continuously waves him off.

The next day however when Denki is taking a much desired shower, Katsuki gets to hold the bundle of joy. All he’s thought about for the last several months has been her — holding her, comforting her, feeding her, loving her. It’s like a crescendo of emotions as he reaches out, gently picking her up and cradling her into his chest. But the high pitch scream she lets out causes all those emotions to just stop.

He’s worried that maybe he woke her up so he starts making the shushing noises, bouncing slightly, and rocking her; all the things the books mentioned but they don’t work. He holds her higher, closer to his scent glands, wondering if maybe he hasn’t been letting out enough of his pheromones, but that seems to worsen things. Thankfully a nurse pops in, giving him a hopeful smile before saying she might just need to be changed.

Later that night he brings it up to Denki, voicing his worries and asking if any of the expecting omega books said anything about it. The omega simply brushes him off, telling him that it was probably because he wasn’t around and she’s just more used to his scent. Katsuki lays away that night, his partner’s words did nothing to ease his anxiety, but maybe tomorrow would fare better.

It doesn’t.

Yuika cries and screams and refuses to relax any time Katsuki holds her or even tries to pick her up. It’s like a knife in his chest that gets twisted each time she fully calms down the second Denki touches her. Why was she rejecting him? Was it him? Did she just not feel safe around him at all?

When the doctor comes for a visit to tell Denki they want him to stay an extra day, Katsuki tries to get an answer from the doctor. He tries to reassure Katsuki that while it’s not exactly common, it’s not uncommon for pups to struggle to adjust to their sire’s scent — especially in cases where the parents aren’t bonded. Bonded couples have a blended scent whereas he and Denki have two very different ones.

Katsuki might’ve believed him if it hadn’t been for the purple-haired nurse whose facial expression showed she didn’t really think that. He follows her out into the hallway and practically begs to know her opinion, saying that he just wants answers to why his daughter rejects him.

He can tell she’s uncomfortable but she relents, explaining that a pup’s reaction is usually only /that/ intense if the alpha present isn’t their biological sire. In cases where a pup fails to adjust are typically more when the sire is a prime or the pup is being adopted. That’s why when adoption is chosen by the omega or female beta, the adoptive parents come around and scent the expectant individual in hopes it alleviates some of the initial scent rejection.

Katsuki doesn’t believe her. Denki isn’t like that. Denki wouldn’t cheat on him. Denki loves him and they are a team. Sure the last several months have felt different than the past three years but hormones can be a bitch so the alpha didn’t take it personally. He then remembers when he brought to Denki’s attention he seems to have gone into labor earlier than it was projected in Kats’ planner, Denki said she was a little premature. Maybe that’s why she’s rejecting him? Though the doctor not mentioning it is a bit weird.

It’s the same the next day too, Yuika screams whenever he holds her so he doesn’t. It breaks his heart to not be able to hold his little girl, but he only wants her to feel safe and happy. So he just does things that help Denki such as making a hundred trips out of the room to refill his water cup, feeding the omega as he holds their princess, and making sure to call a nurse if Yuika needs something when Denki is asleep.

He’s worried more now about taking her home than he was before — their home was heavily filled with his scent. What if his baby girl didn’t feel safe in her own home? He had spent the most time in her nursery, what if she couldn’t rest there? Denki tells him that babies cry and she’ll eventually be fine over time and maybe that’s true, but the alpha is panicking.

The morning of discharge day has Katsuki even more anxious. He practiced getting to the hospital not getting home; over the last few days they had accumulated more things than originally brought. The alpha wanted help getting both Denki and Yuika home, but his parents and in-laws were busy and so were his friends. The omega quickly told him that he had it handled, he would just ask Eijiro.

Now it isn’t that Katsuki doesn’t like Eijiro, the red headed alpha has never done anything to warrant Kats hatred or anything like that. It is more about the way his in-laws turn up their noses when the alpha is mentioned that makes him weary. Denki on the other hand constantly sings his praises, the two were apparently friends in school before his parents sent him off to boarding school.

After discreetly asking around, he learned that Eijiro is the illegitimate grandson of Kirishima Kenji, one of the biggest names in the tech industry. One of his sons decided to keep a mistress and Eijiro is the result, but to keep things mostly under wraps, Kenji moved him and his mother to the family compound.

Kenji even allowed Eijiro to be given their family name rather than whatever his mother’s was and he attended nice academies but not the same as the other grandchildren. Eijiro had been allowed the same lifestyle of Kenji’s biological grandchildren, but the imbalance in status still remained.

Katsuki has met this man a total of three times: engagement announcement party, wedding, and then at the party to celebrate their one year anniversary. All three times Eijiro had drunk quite a bit, but Katsuki couldn’t blame him, the parties were an awful bore. Though he didn’t see Eijiro at their pregnancy announcement party or the other myriad of parties their families threw, so he isn’t sure why the alpha would come up to the hospital.

Surely enough, when he is taking some of Denki’s stuff to the car he sees Eijiro walking into the hospital. Katsuki shrugs it off, maybe the redhead just really hated going to parties and avoided them or hell, maybe Kats just never saw him. He bounces in the elevator, Eijiro will be their first visitor outside of immediate family and he wants to make sure he’s there when Yuika meets him. Yeah he’ll be wearing scent patches, but if she really is super sensitive to scents, it doesn’t hurt to be cautious.

He stops in the doorway when he realizes there’s no crying coming out of Denki’s room despite knowing the omega was in the bathroom changing. When Katsuki looks into the room he sees his daughter happy and content in the stranger’s arms, much like she is in Denki’s. He can pick up on the redhead’s pheromones, assuming he didn’t have patches on and that still isn’t a problem with the young pup.

Then he watches Denki come out of the bathroom, smiling as he leans into Eijiro’s side and the air in his lungs is knocked out. He watches as the two share a look, but not just any look, but /the/ look. The kind you give the person you love with all your heart, the one that’s soft and gentle and anyone who sees it can tell your soulmates. He knows that look because his mom snapped a picture of the two together as teenagers and teased him over the soft expression on his face.

To anyone the two would look like a picture perfect family which fucking hurts because suddenly that makes Katsuki the odd man out.

**

Midoriya Izuku loves his job. He has always wanted to help people and working as a nurse allows him just that. Being a labor and delivery nurse is just the icing on the cake — being able to help bring pups into the world and help betas and omegas is the best thing. There’s so many emotions that rush through those who have given birth and it’s crucial to have someone that can understand you, that’s where Izuku thrives.

One omega felt like a horrible dam for not breastfeeding her pup, feeling like she was letting her son down. She said that all the mommy blogs said if you formula feed or even pump and use a bottle that you’re selfish, don’t deserve to be a parent, don’t love your kid, and are lazy. She was spiraling on top of all of the postpartum emotions and it broke Izuku’s heart. So he pointed out all the great things she’s done to prove she did love her pup: she made sure he was fed, she held him and soothed him. The biggest sign was that she was worried about being a good parent because bad parents don’t worry about that. The omega thanked him profusely.

One beta had made the choice to put her little girl up for adoption and despite having made it, she was upset. It was a hard decision for anyone to make, it took a lot of strength which Izuku gently reminded her of. He held her hand, releasing a calming scent to surround her in hopes to help her. She asked him if she was selfish for not wanting to keep her baby, saying she just wasn’t ready, but he squashed those thoughts telling her how selfless she was. He then got to introduce the adoptive parents to her who thanked her tremendously. Before the beta left, she made sure to tell him that he had really helped her and the couple said she was always welcome to go and visit.

Some days are harder than others and he’s there for those who don’t leave with the baby they planned to take home. Izuku knows he can’t take that pain away, if he could he would in a heartbeat. He makes little momentos using the baby’s handprint and footprint, sometimes with a photograph of the parents holding the baby if they want. He also uses the blankets they were wrapped in to make teddy bears to send home with the grieving parents. It’s not much, but it’s all he can do to help bring them some comfort. He doesn’t always get a happy thank you like in other cases, but that’s fine; just knowing that one day they’ll be able to see those momentos and smile a little is enough for him.

While he’s used to dealing with dams, he has offered help and comfort to sires as well. He’s there to help show them how to change diapers and not be afraid of changing their outfits — little baby fingers and toes seem to terrify alphas. He helps show them how to hold their heads properly and check footed clothing for strands of hair to prevent it from wrapping around little toes. He watches amusingly at first time and even seasoned sires fret over swaddling and putting little hats on the pups. Smirking at the proud looks on their faces when they excitedly show off their sons and daughters to visitors for the first time.

The last three days he had used personal time and was eager to get back to work as much as he loves being at home. He expects the usual when he gets back, his coworkers catching him up on who is in labor and who has given birth, basically giving him the rundown for the upcoming shift. He doesn’t expect to hear hushed whispers of a scandal with a pup not taking to their sire. Izuku doesn’t care to engage in gossip especially at work, but this really bothers him.

It can be harmful to a pup who is constantly around pheromones that stress them out leading to lack of eating, trouble sleeping and more. He is only half listening and at first wonders if maybe it’s an alpha stepping up to be a sire, it happens and could be why the pup is rejecting them. At least that’s what he wants to believe because the alternative, the possibility of it having been infidelity fills the greenette with rage. Truly someone could not be /that/ stupid to think wishful thinking will override instincts! The nerve!

He’s walking away from the nurse’s station, getting ready to start checking on patients discharging when a blur of blonde passes by. The blonde doesn’t get too far before he falls to his knees as he gasps for air, sobs wrecking his chest. Izuku drops down in front of the man, releasing his soothing scent before taking his handkerchief and wiping the alpha’s cheeks. The omega is unsure why he does that exactly, it’s something he’s only ever done for Kumi and surely not something you do for a strange alpha you just met.

“I…but he…not mine…”

Izuku instantly puts it all together. He’s the alpha his coworkers have been talking about, the alpha who’s little one isn’t taking to his scent and the omega’s heart breaks. He’s seen it happen before, an affair exposed by a pup’s rejection — had to call security for it and everything but usually the wronged alpha is angry. The alpha will yell and scream, storm out, maybe have tears in their eyes, but nothing like this. Most times there’s some sort of inkling that there’s an affair going on, but the blonde seems to have been completely blindsided.

The omega helps the alpha up and into a nearby chair, trying to comfort him but what could he say?

It will be okay.

Izuku hates that phrase because he can’t say that confidently.

Things will work out.

Izuku cannot promise that.

Everything happens for a reason.

Izuku wants to gag every time he hears that being told to people.

“I appreciate you not wanting to bullshit me.” Katsuki lets out something of a laugh while sniffling.

Izuku turns pink, he thought he’s been getting better about mumbling. But despite his embarrassment he’s glad he got the alpha to laugh a bit.

“There you are, Midoriya! I got worried when you didn’t answer a page!” The same purple-haired nurse from before says.

“I’m sorry! I got distracted.” The omega tilts his head to the side and gives her a blinding smile.

“It’s my fault.” Katsuki adds, for some reason he feels the need to protect the small omega, “I was upset and he made me laugh.”

The nurse recognizes the alpha immediately — not just from having spoken to him previously but because she was just in his omega’s room and witnessed probably what had upset him. Some redhead alpha holding a very calm pup, a pup that up until now he believed to be his. “That’s Midoriya’s quirk!”

The greenette snaps his head at her, with a very motherly ‘stop it’ look but Katsuki beats him to it.

“Quirk?”

“Yeah, it’s like a superpower. It’s from Izuku’s favorite kid’s show!”

“Kid’s show? I’ll have you know that All-Might’s Mighty Adventures is a very popular classic TV series! Kid’s show? Hah, just because it’s animated doesn’t make it for children.” Izuku continues to defend the show, leaving a smirk on the nurse’s face and a faint blush on the alpha’s — the omega misses both of them.

**

Kaminari Denki had been told what to do and when to do it since he can remember, though he’s pretty positive it’s been like that since he was born. It probably went back further to when he was conceived, he’s certain his dad demanded he be a male and his mother willed him to be an omega. Though with the chill in his parents’ marriage, maybe he was a designer embryo grown in a lab.

Being born in a wealthy family has its upsides, but also most definitely its downsides. Especially when it’s a family that’s not secure it’s in holdings — you see the Kaminari family is what one would call ‘new money’ and it only dates back to Denki’s grandfather. His grandfather got lucky with a few investments when Denki was three and having a friend owe him a favor ended up with his grandfather rubbing elbows with Bakugo Mamoru (Mitsuki’s father). That allowed the Kaminari's introduction to other more prominent families like the Todoroki’s (hotels), Kirishima’s (tech) and Yagi’s (entertainment) who are what’s called ‘old money’.

When Denki presented at five, his parents had been so thrilled — male omegas still hold a lot of value in the upper class and are sought after. Some more traditional wealthy families prefer having alpha/alpha couples take over the company so an omega is useful for producing heirs and quelling ruts. Denki’s parents want more, more wealth, more fame, more status, so using their son to “marry up” was just par for the course.

When he was seven he was sent to a decent private academy and that’s where he met Kirishima Eijiro — a shy alpha who transferred in mid school year. His seat was placed right next to Denki and it was love at first sight for the omega. Every chance he got he would try to get to know the alpha more, break through his shell and then finally right before the school year was over Eijiro smiled at him. The two became inseparable, so much so that Denki once screamed until Eijiro was allowed to have his seat moved to be next to his.

At first his parents were pleased, Kirishima is a very well known name, but then they heard the hushed whispers of Eijiro not really being a Kirishima. It didn’t matter that for the first time in his life Denki had a friend, that he smiled more now and that being around the alpha helped the omega do better in classes. No, their child’s happiness didn’t matter, what mattered was their own selfishness in knowing a bastard son-in-law would do nothing for them.

So when Denki was sent away to boarding school without getting to say much of a goodbye to Eijiro before going. When his parents called him home for a stupid party, he had a little hope that Eijiro would be there, his family is one that would make an appearance. He looked and looked, but he wasn’t there. That was the night that he caught another alpha’s eye, one that his parents were all too thrilled about. Denki thought he stunk — his spicy cinnamon clove scent hit his nose funny, not like the sandalwood scent Eijiro had.

But once again, Denki was told what to do and when to do it when Bakugo Mamoru reached out to his grandfather about his grandson, Katsuki’s interest in Denki. He tried to protest, claiming that he already had an alpha, but his mother simply laughed at him and his father grabbed his face hard, nearly using an Alpha Command on him. Tears blurred his eyes as he nodded that he understood Bakugo Katsuki would be the only alpha for him and that he was never allowed to mention Eijiro again.

There was nothing wrong with Katsuki. In fact if he had never met Eijiro, Denki was sure he could’ve fallen in love with him, but he did. He did meet Eijiro and no other alpha compared. It wasn’t Katsuki’s fault nor was it his; when money is involved, feelings really don't matter. It had been during one of their chaperoned dates that by chance Eijiro walked into the same restaurant and his eyes locked on Denki’s. The omega had wanted to plead with him, but he gave him an expression that said ‘oh I understand’ and Denki cried so hard Katsuki thought he overstepped by not wearing scent patches and took him home with an apology.

When he was 16, his mother forced him to accept the blonde’s courtship offer and his fate was sealed. When he got home later that night, he realized that his nest had been completely ransacked. His baby blanket was gone, his favorite fuzzy blanket that he got when he first presented and his plushie.

The plushie had been hidden in the corner of his nest that Eijiro had gifted him before they changed schools. It had long lost the alpha’s scent but it brought him comfort — he was careful to keep it from his parents, but clearly not careful enough. His parents had also completely replaced the nesting mattress and base, saying something about him needing a proper nest now that he was a taken omega. Denki hated it because the new nest wasn’t comforting to him, it felt stiff and sterile and all he had was the blanket and shirt from Katsuki to fill it.

The day after he turned twenty, their engagement was announced and Denki fell apart when he caught the scent of sandalwood among the guests. He saw red eyes, ones that were slightly similar to Katsuki’s but not the same at all, and they were filled with anguish. His black hair is now a bright red and he seemed to be on his grandfather’s heels. Denki ended up at the bar toward the end of the party, watching how happy Katsuki acted as he chatted with his friends when Eijiro sat a few seats down. Denki sent a drink his way, an apricot fizz (please look my way) while EIjiro sent him back an old fashioned (I’ll go my way).

Denki felt like a zombie on the day of his wedding. His mother made him go through what she called a ‘professional omega cleanse’ — he was stripped down and every part of his body, inside and out, was scrubbed, hard. He was then humiliated by having to go through a ‘virginity exam’, something that no one but his own family pushed for. Apparently his parents were taking pride in what a perfect specimen their omega son was. Everyone cooed at the tears that ran down his eyes up at the altar, thinking the omega was overjoyed, but instead it was because he saw an emotionless expression on Eijiro’s face right after he said ‘I do’.

The omega tried. He really did, but Bakugo Katsuki would never be the alpha he held dear in his heart. The alpha really was the perfect mate and he would be…for someone else. He had hoped he’d get pregnant the first year, his heats were more miserable with Katsuki than without him, but he was used to not getting what he wanted from life. After a year he had enough and brought up spending their mating cycles apart. He could see Katsuki’s hesitation but most of Denki’s life was spent doing things he didn’t want so surely Kats could make this sacrifice for him. And he did. In fact Denki learned that Katsuki would bow to anything and everything the omega asked of him.

Denki had been married for three years when he finally saw Eijiro again — both leaving the same heat/rut clinic. Something about knowing Eijiro wasn’t sharing his ruts with another made the omega feel warm inside. He asked the alpha to a nearby cafe and that’s how it all began. Eijiro was still the puppy-dog that he had always been and apparently showed his grandfather he had more potential than his other grandsons. It was innocent, the alpha respecting the fact Denki was bound to another…all until Denki lied.

Telling Eijiro that Katsuki was more focused on work than him, that he was disgusted by the omega’s heat and he’d overheard the blonde saying their relationship was just transactional. He told him that Katsuki turned down a mating claim when in fact it was Denki’s parents that had — since a mating claim can only be broken upon death, they felt withholding it gave them an upper hand to potentially control the Bakugos (it did not). Eijiro had been livid and easily fell into the omega’s trap: so Denki would simply tell Katsuki he was heading to the clinic and instead go to the nearby hotel where Eijiro was waiting for him.

The omega was on cloud nine, his parents left him alone and he got the alpha he wanted. Eijiro doted on him, worshiped him and wholeheartedly loved him, he wanted for nothing when the alpha was around. But it was short-lived when Eijiro tried to end things, saying that it was wrong and he couldn’t stand the person who looked back at him in the mirror. So Denki lied, claiming Katsuki had a side piece, and some other things that got Eijiro to spend one more heat with him. But before he could try to figure out how to prolong his affair, he missed a cycle and a cheap plastic test told him he was royally fucked.

Six weeks. He was six weeks pregnant and it would be very apparent it wasn’t his husband’s. So the night of their fourth anniversary, after his mother-in-law’s comment about his appetite and his ‘pre-heat’ rebuttal led to him sleeping with his husband. It’s uncommon for an alpha/omega couple to get pregnant out of heat/rut periods but thankfully for Denki, his actions triggered Katsuki’s rut. But maintaining the lie wasn’t as easy as he thought it would be. Katsuki, who was already a doting alpha, somehow became even more doting and wonderful, making it hard for Denki to really figure things out.

Katsuki wanted to attend the appointments, but they would say the gestation week and it wouldn’t line up with the timeline Katsuki had mapped out in his planner. At first he could use the alpha’s meetings as reasons he had to go alone, but that didn’t last long because he just asked Mitsuki to cover him. He wanted to see ultrasounds so Denki lied and said there was a power outage so the dates were wrong when the system rebooted. The hardest was hearing Kats going on and on about the anatomy scan, mainly because he already had it so he said he picked a random appointment and came home playing it off as he just now knew they were having a girl. The further along he got, the more attentive Katsuki got, the more annoyed Denki got — after all he wanted his pup’s sire to be doing these things, not Katsuki.

Denki really had thought that because Katsuki spent so much time around him, Yuika would accept him as her sire. Why couldn’t he get anything he wanted? He tried to play it off as normal behavior but his own instincts were going haywire by not having Eijiro around, by some other alpha touching Eijiro’s pup. Each time Yuika screamed, he wanted to shake her until she stopped and would listen. HE had always behaved. HE always did as he was told. HE always listened. HE never disobeyed. Why couldn’t SHE?! Suggesting Eijiro to be the one to come was his last stitch effort in getting her to just calm down for a second. But the moment he saw her relax in the redhead’s arms and Ei looked down at him with pure adoration, he knew that everything was ruined.

**

Katsuki waited a week to confront Denki, mainly because he had enough self respect to not make an ass out of himself in front of the plethora of visitors they had. He had called Mitsuki to watch Yuika as he talked to Denki, who thankfully didn’t try to lie about things. He stood there as the omega confessed, telling him the various lies Eijiro had been told and then he dropped to his knees in front of Katsuki. He begged the alpha not to leave him, that his parents would kill him if they ever found out and even offered up his mating claim to the alpha. He used the alpha’s love for Yuika to try to persuade him to stay.

As he looked at the omega he could no longer see the one he fell in love with, the one he wanted more than anything to spend forever with. But had Denki ever been that man or had it been rose colored glasses? He was disgusted he tried to use Yuika as a bargaining chip and it was because of the alpha’s love for her that he had to leave. The once fond memories were now tainted and he can’t promise that he won’t grow to resent her if he stays — maybe that’s selfish of him but he’d rather not know her than to end up hurting her.

He also cannot forgive Denki, he’s upset he cheated, but what really hurts was that the omega never talked to him. If he would’ve just told Katsuki about his feelings, about not being interested in him, he’d have helped out. It made his blood boil that the Kaminari’s had used their own son the way they had, but Denki made his choices on his own. He would’ve talked to his parents and ended the courtship where /he/ looked like the ‘bad guy’ rather than Denki and helped him any way that he could. The omega chose not to do that. He chose to lie, cheat, and manipulate and that bell couldn’t be unrang.

Katsuki left the apartment the next day, taking his clothes and personal items, leaving everything else to Denki. His in-laws tried manipulating him into staying with their son but his grandfather shut that down immediately and the divorce was swift and easy for the blonde alpha. By chance (read: he essentially stalked the hospital) he ran into Izuku a few months after the confrontation. He wasn’t sure why he felt such a pull to the nurse, but just the short conversations they shared had him feeling like a child with a puppy dog crush. A few weeks of ‘random’ run-ins and he finally asked the nurse for dinner.

- -

Izuku couldn’t help but like the attention from the blonde alpha, however it also felt wrong. Izuku’s fingertips gently grazed the scar on his mating claim as he watched his four year old, Kumi, coloring. If he hadn’t given birth himself, he’d be convinced his mate had done so. Kumi had his sire’s dark brown hair and heliodor-colored eyes, he’s so much like Kai that sometimes it hurts. All he has of Izuku is a handful of freckles dusting his nose.

Izuku met Chisaki Kai at work which didn’t surprise anyone, the omega basically lived there. Kai was a pediatric oncologist and they met in the cafeteria — both reached for the same last packaged melon pan. After both tried to pull the ‘no you’, the doctor relented taking it, but when he passed Izuku’s table he slipped it on the nurse’s tray. That singular event triggered a whirlwind romance that resulted in a mating claim ten months later. If you ask anyone in the hospital, they couldn’t name a couple that seemed more perfect.

There was no denying that Kai only had eyes for Izuku, the alpha was absolutely whipped for the tiny omega. The doctor always wore a black face mask, but the smiles on his face when Izuku was around or even mentioned were obvious. He doted on the greenette, always making sure he didn’t work too hard, making sure he took breaks when he needed and somehow all the alpha’s breaks ended up with him on the maternity floor. Everyone thought the two couldn’t get anymore disgustingly in love with each other, but then Izuku found out he was expecting. If Kai was over the top before, he was five times that during the pregnancy.

He just happened to be on the maternity floor nearly every hour to make sure the omega wasn’t overdoing it and that he was drinking his water. If he couldn’t, he’d page one of the OB-GYN to check in with his mate. At home, the alpha wouldn’t let Izuku lift a finger, constantly doting on Izuku and the pup; he even tried to carry him to the bathroom though the greenette put his foot down and said no. Kai attended every appointment, fulfilled every craving and talked to the baby daily. Izuku struggled to believe he deserved such a great alpha, but Kai was there to kiss away each negative thought and reassure him every time he needed it. Kai cried the day Kumi was born, thanking Izuku repeatedly for giving him an amazing life, mate and pup.

Things were perfect.

Until they weren’t.

Shortly after Kumi’s first birthday, Kai lost a patient — a little girl named Eri and he took it harder than most cases. He told Izuku he just wanted to go out for a night drive, something he would do after a bad day, so he kissed his omega and pup goodnight saying he’d be home soon. Izuku got a call from the hospital three hours later, telling him there’d be an accident. Truck ran a red light and crashed into Kai’s car, there was nothing they could do. For weeks Kumi cried for his “dada” but Izuku couldn’t give him the one thing he wanted and if it wasn’t for his mother, he’d have fallen completely apart.

It took eight months before he could go back to the hospital, thankfully he was able to take extended leave to be with Kumi and properly grieve. He smiled and was there for his patients but he wasn’t the same, nobody expected him to be. The first anniversary of Kai’s passing the omega was inconsolable, sobbing so hard he threw up and he couldn’t even look at Kumi for two days. Izuku felt like maybe Kumi looking exactly like Kai was his punishment for taking an alpha like Kai and keeping him all for himself, he was just a male omega born to a single dam after all. Nothing special.

For his third birthday Kumi asked for a superhero party and Izuku assumed it was because the two often watched All Might’s Mighty Adventures. Then one night Kumi surprised him by saying he wanted the superhero decorations that looked like his daddy and the omega sobbed for hours after his pup went to bed. Kumi then became a wonderful reminder of Kai’s love and compassion and Izuku felt like things were really working out for him. Then a blonde alpha showed up and threw his world upside down.

Izuku couldn’t deny the way he felt about Katsuki or the pull he felt toward the alpha. He didn’t just have himself to think of, but Kumi and then there was everything that happened with the omega in the hospital. Then there was his mating claim scar; typically when bonds break the mark fades within a year, but he and Kai had constantly marked each other, practically engraving their love on the other’s skin. A doctor told Izuku that it was rare, but it could happen when a pair repeatedly bite over the claim and that some old stories say it’s a sign of an undying love. Izuku wasn’t so sure another alpha would be okay with that kind of reminded of a past mate.

- -

Three Years Later

Eijiro’s exhausted, long hours in an office building isn’t what the alpha thought his life would be. When his grandfather found out about Denki and Yuika, he saw a whole different side of the man — he slapped Eijiro across the face and screamed at him. He told him that he was no better than his mother, just another mistress whore and a worthless alpha. Kenji had hoped Eijiro wouldn’t disappoint him, it’s why despite his illigitmacy he wanted Ei to take on one of their companies. Instead he got demoted to being a basic paper pusher, further darkening the black smudge that he was on the family’s name.

Kenji met with Kazuki (Denki’s grandfather) and Mamoru (Katsuki’s grandfather) to hope to smooth things over and make sure further endeavors weren’t tainted. Kazuki apologized for his family’s behavior, he had been in the dark about the whole thing and was willing to accept whatever the others decided, even if it was severing business ties. Mamoru said he wanted a clean divorce for Katsuki, they wouldn’t slander the Kaminari name in the press saying it was all due to irreconcilable differences and wouldn’t speak on the matter. Despite the clear evidence the blonde alpha wasn’t the sire, they would do a DNA test just to cover all the bases and protect Katsuki and the pup.

Kenji said that Denki and Eijiro would mate, not just marry and that it was non-negotiable. He wouldn’t allow Eijiro to further ruin the Kirishima name or have Denki embarrass his grandson by going around saying whatever to whichever alpha would listen. Kazuki agreed, the bond would be more as a punishment than a reward for their behavior, the two wanted to be together so badly, they would now spend the rest of their lives together. Eijiro would still be allowed a job within the family company to support the omega and pup, but he wouldn’t be in the limelight or seen at any events. That also meant that Denki wouldn’t be seen out either, he would be allowed to visit the family compounds but nowhere else.

The red-headed alpha drags his feet to go home, nothing’s been the same since that day at the hospital. When Denki told him he was pregnant, he never said anything about her being his, so he distanced himself. He didn’t attend any parties or anything affiliated with the Bakugo family. He was already struggling to live with himself being no better than his own parents, but when Denki texted he needed help getting home with the pup he felt the urge to help. Eijiro knew the second he saw that little girl that she was his daughter and when Denki leaned against him, he saw a life he always wanted. Then the truth came out: the omega lied to him, repeatedly.

Katsuki wasn’t a monster at all. He wasn’t more focused on work, he returned home early every day. He wasn’t disgusted by Denki’s heat, he was respecting what the omega asked him. He never called their relationship transactional, he was head over heels in love with him. He never denied a mating claim, Denki’s parents were withholding it. Katsuki never had a mistress, he spent all his time working to provide for his family or doting on Denki. Eijiro didn’t recognize Denki after he untangled all the lies, he surely wasn’t the omega he fell in love with all those years ago. And now…now he’s stuck with him.

- -

Denki finally has everything he had wanted, mated to Eijiro and had his pup, but it’s nothing like he thought it would be. Eijiro doesn’t bother to look at him and if he has to, he just gets a neutral unreadable expression. The only time he sees pieces of the alpha he loves is when Yuika is around or involved, she gets all the love and attention Denki wanted from the alpha and he /hates/ her for it. Once they left the hospital, he refused to do anything with her, demanding a wet nurse, night nurse, nanny, any and everyone that worked with pups to be hired to handle her. When his parents got wind of this, they berated him and Kenji allowed for Eijiro to have leave to bond with the pup.

The omega tries to entice Eijiro, flaunting his pheromones especially pre-heat ones, but to no avail. At first, Eijiro simply ignored Denki, then he began leaving boxes of scent patches around before telling the blonde to spend his heat in a clinic if he needed to. That only further upset Denki who tried to lock himself in their room for attention but got nothing from the alpha. Instead Eijiro moved into one of the spare rooms and continued on with life.

Denki watches as Eijiro comes into their apartment, face unreadable until Yuika rushes to him and the alpha lights up. He rolls his eyes as she asks about his day, excitedly telling him about hers and how her nanny made her lunch just like he does. The omega watches as Eijiro relives the nanny as he takes over childcare for the evening — playing games with her, making her dinner, giving her a bath, reading her a book before tucking her in. Denki watches as Eijiro walks out of her room and back into the main area of the house, it’s as though he doesn’t exist as the alpha moves around him.

“So you’re just not gonna speak?” He spits at his /mate/.

“You’d just lie anyways.”

The omega pushes himself off the couch and slams the front door behind him. He doesn’t give a fuck anymore that he’s supposed to stay out of sight, not cause anymore issues, he cannot stand being trapped in that suffocating house anymore. He misses the way things were with Katsuki — how HE was always first to the blonde alpha, HE was the one that loved and HE was the one that got all the attention. HE deserves those things, to be the one doted on and cared for, HE did everything he was told to so why was he being punished?

He’s turning a corner, heading towards some cafe when he freezes, hearing that all familiar husky voice. Denki realizes how awful he looks: dark bags under his eyes, oily hair, he’s exhausted and simply looks a mess. At first glance he probably looks like a tired parent, but it’s due to being mated to an alpha that he doesn’t have a solid bond with. But maybe his looks won’t matter, Katsuki has loved him pretty much his whole life, so he’ll see through such a trivial thing. He looks at his reflection in a shop window, fiddling with his hair and smoothing his shirt. Denki feels something for the first time since he was forced to mate Eijiro and excitedly walks towards the blonde alpha.

The omega’s face completely drops when he takes in the sight of Katsuki with a pup much older than Yuika on his shoulders. What really sours his mood is seeing the alpha walking next to a basic looking pregnant omega. How could Katsuki just replace him like that? Sure he wanted out, yeah he wanted to be with Eijiro, but Katsuki never showed interest in anyone else. He had even told Denki that, that no other omega had or would ever catch his eye, so Katsuki is just a liar! Not to mention he clearly lost any standards by being with someone that was no more than damaged goods with a pup.

That could’ve been him. Instead he’s stuck with Eijiro and Yuika, two people that make his life miserable. Two people that have done nothing but ruin his life and take away everything that he worked for. He hates them. He hates them. He hates them. He sees Katsuki laughing at something the pup said, smiling lovingly at that whore of an omega and Denki feels sick.

- -

Katsuki never thought he’d fall in love with another omega. His whole life was Denki Denki Denki. Then he met Izuku. Waiting an appropriate time to approach the omega had been difficult because he was ready right then, that moment he left Denki, he was ready. But that wouldn’t be fair to Izuku especially since he knew the story, it would make the greenette feel like a rebound — he could not have that.

Izuku had been upfront and completely honest with Katsuki. On the first date he told the alpha that he had a late husband, a pup, and a mating scar. He told him that if any of that bothered Katsuki, there’d be no hard feelings between them. With such kindness in his eyes, he bluntly told Kats that he didn’t want to waste either one of their time. The blonde wanted to say he loved him right there in that moment, but he settled for simply nodding; his honesty was refreshing after everything.

It took six months for him to meet Kumi and despite not being a newborn, Kats was worried he’d reject his scent. To both his and Izuku’s surprise, within an hour of their first meeting Kumi blatantly told them the alpha’s scent was comforting. At first Katsuki was worried that with Kumi, he’d be living in Kai’s shadow — he never wanted to replace his sire, just be another alpha figure he could look up to. He just wanted to add to those the pup felt safe around. A year in, while he was tucking Kumi into bed, the pup looked up and said “did you know my Daddy was a superhero? Pretty cool huh?” Without skipping a beat, the alpha said that was amazing and retold a story Izuku told him, smiling as Kumi’s eyes sparkled.

Nearly two years into their relationship, Kumi called Kats ‘papa’ in passing; he never noticed the large loop he had thrown the couple into. Izuku immediately felt horrible, that he selfishly moved too fast and now his son was forgetting his sire; something that the omega swore he never would let happen. Katsuki panicked, worried he overstepped, worried he somehow messed up. Then the pup asked, “hey Papa, did Ma ever tell you about the time Daddy…”

**

Katsuki is nervous. Like to the point it feels like his stomach is turning inside out and he’s gonna puke. Technically he’s been in this exact position before, standing next to an omega giving birth, but this time it’s different. This time the love between them is mutual, everything he does is appreciated, and it’s so clear what was missing in his past relationship.

The nurses pass the tiny little pup back to Izuku who coos preciously before telling Kumi to look at his baby sibling. Kumi has a huge smile on his face, excited to finally meet them. Discreetly (read: not discreet at all) Katsuki sniffs himself, worried that the pup will reject his scent just like Yuika did. Izuku reassured him that won’t happen, never taking offense at the alpha’s worry, but he couldn’t help it. Time hasn’t fully healed that wound — he had even gone as far as having Izuku heavily scent him before they came to the hospital.

The tiny bundle is offered to Katsuki who gently takes them. His hands are sweaty as he pulls the swaddled pup into his chest, heart nearly beating out of his chest. He closes his eyes and waits. He waits for the babe to start screaming, to become uncomfortable and search for a different scent, just like Yuika had done. He braces himself, tears pooling in his eyes as any moment now the pup will wake unsettled.

That never comes.

When he opens his eyes, he sees a peacefully sleeping pup in his arms. No screaming. No fussing. No fear. Tempting fate, he pulls the baby up closer to his chest, letting out just a bit more of his pheromones knowing things will drastically change. They don’t. Instead the pup wiggles to get a bit more comfortable before relaxing into Katsuki’s hold and the alpha loses it. He starts crying, unable to stop the waterworks as Izuku tries to comfort him. Kumi very proudly states that he told his Papa he wouldn’t stink to the new baby and Mitsuki finds herself holding back laughs as she records the entire scene.

It took time, as with all things, but Katsuki’s heart completely healed — thanks to a wonderful green-haired nurse, of course.

[mikaaki]

✧ ⁠— DATES WITH THE BAKUSQUAD

prompt : cute dates with the bakusquad !

characters : katsuki bakugo , denki kaminari , eijirou kirishima , sero hanta , mina ashido

notes : gn ! reader , lol let’s see if you guys can guess which bakusquad member is my favorite. also my first time writing for mha , so sorry for any ooc content :((

✧ ⁠— KATSUKI BAKUGO

i can see bakugo being a skater , so , that’s what i’m going with

he takes you to a skate park

if you don’t know how to skate , he tries helping you learn

he’s uh ,, loud

he’s trying his best?

❝ bakugo , you’re yelling😐 ❞

❝ NO IM NOT ❞

half your date is just telling him to calm down because people are staring

he has sweet moments while helping you learn

if you also know how to skate , he keeps trying to one up you with different skating tricks

just fun times

will make you teach him a trick he doesn’t know , and vice versa

✧ ⁠— DENKI KAMINARI

arcade babe <3

can you imagine just going to an arcade with denki absolutely head over heels as he follows you around the place?

he’s absolutely trying to win every game you show the slightest amount of interest in

he’s trying to impress you so hard. it doesn’t even matter how long you two have been dating for

keeps going on about how good he is at the games , even if he absolutely sucks

he takes a bunch of pictures with you

literally so excited to be around you ( even though you two are already dating?? )

✧ ⁠— EIJIRO KIRISHIMA

hair dye date ?!

we all know kiri dyes his hair. so why not get his lovely partner to help out?

if you have any dye that needs to be touched up — or just want to dye your hair in general — he’ll happily help out

it’s just you two hanging out for the most part

taking care of each other and blasting music ( which you two probably get yelled at for , let’s be honest )

just a super cute bonding experience

✧ ⁠— SERO HANTA

takes you out to eat. probably for ramen or something

it’s also probably very spur of the moment

❝ i’m hungry. we should go out. ❞

❝ like , on a date? ❞

❝ omg. first date to a ramen shop??? ❞

he probably lets you wear one of his jackets while you two are out

he thinks it’s cute on you

it’s a new shop you’ve never been to , so he’s giving recommendations of the items he thinks are the best

✧ ⁠— MINA ASHIDO

going to a bakery ?!?

she’s in absolutely awe tbh

❝ omg you took me to a bakery??? ❞

just so excited to try out a bunch of new foods

literally just going through and rating everything

the best way to her heart is through food <3

afterwards , she’ll randomly come to your room with foods

[firesmokeandashes]

Happy birthday to everyone's favorite sparkplug, Kaminari Denki! 🥳

Happy Birthday to the human equivalent of Picakchu! We love you, buddy! 🥰

[sunflowerrosewood]

My Hero Academia Masterlist

Here is my masterlist for MHA. Check the guide below to know the types of fanfics.

💗 - Fluff

🎆 - Smut

💔 - Angst

🌻 - Headcanon

🌹 - One Shot

🍄 - Imagine

🌸 - Multiple parts

🌼 - alphabet

🍀 - alternative universes

Aizawa Shouta

Getting a Pet with Aizawa 💗🍄

Bakugou Katsuki

Reason to Be Overprotective 💗💔🌹

Denki Kaminari

Comforting Him When He Has Nightmares 💔💗🌻

Izuku Midoriya

Fluff Alphabet 💗🌼

Kirishima Eijirou

Swimming 💗🍄

Tomura Shigaraki

NSFW Alphabet 🎆🌼

[ima-ghost-art]

I decided to drop back into one of my old fandoms for a bit, so here's Underground hero Denki Kaminari!!

[thisteaistoosweet]

Zappy zappy boi

[dabisdancechoreographer]

Kiribaku walking in together with hickies:

Mina: Did you two finally sleep together?!

Bakugou and Kirishima defensively: No.

Sero: That was two negatives.

Denki: That's a yes.

[poppysplace-edits]

denki kaminari stimboard in yellow, purple, and black with electricity, fidget toys, and music for @wearethecubes <3 (this is a fictive request no kin tags please)

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