#fisherman!katsuki

[alythekitten]

Some mermay KiriBaku for our souls ✨

My very old Mermay!Au with Mer!Kiri and Fisherman!Baku needs some new content!!! 🥰🥰🥰

Ps: eheh I can draw water again 👀💕

[habken]

I absolutely love your, cecaelia!deku and fisherman!katsuki Au! I was wondering if Izuku was a prince making Inko a queen, or are they just civilians in their kingdom? What does their family consist of? Like dekus dad and such. I remember you saying something about how she most likely transformed due to getting a crush and little mermaid type stuff going down. (Also, it would be arms, not tentacles, because tentacles are longer and skinnier than arms and only have the suckers at the end, unlike how arms have them all over) (sorry I felt like being a smartass but I also like spreading information around idk)

I was thinking of them as royalty! The whole reason I started drawing them more and made a little au was cause someone commented “sea prince deku” under my post with a bunch with different deku doodles including the sketch of cecaelia deku and I got inspired lol

I’ve taken inspiration from both ponyo and the little mermaid, and I associate Inko woth granmamare a lot. So deku’s dad — because of the ponyo inspo — in my mind is All Might. He’s got such big fujimoto vibes to me and I’m a sucker for toshinko

I haven’t really thought past that family-wise. I don’t think Inko’s parents are around anymore, and it’s probably just the three of them, but I imagine deku’s got his friend’s down there in the kingdom. I haven’t put too much thought into who’s human and who’s a mermaid yet, but I’ll work on their designs soon ! I really like unconventional mermaids, so I want to make designs based on a lot of different sea life if I can! I’m also down to take suggestions

(also,, unfortunately I will probably continue calling them tentacles cause I think it’s a fun word)

[pinkykats-place]

BakuDeku MerMay 2024 Fic Recs

archive of our own

Disclaimers!

None of the stories below are mine.

Few contain mature content.

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GIF not mine.

Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!

Lured by huliganships

Summary: Izuku had always been fascinated by the sea. When he was still a child his mother told him that her mother had been a mermaid who had fallen in love with a human. Because of that the sea favored their family. Izuku had never understood what his mother meant by that, not until he had grown up and discovered his gift.

Whenever he sang, the sea listened.

Mer!Baku x Semi-Human!Deku

One Shot | SFW

Tastes Like Fucking Lionfish by jonabenkku

Summary: Izuku’s neighbour finds an injured Merman by the shore. Logically he brought it to his home, and suddenly it’s Izuku's job to take care of the stunning creature in a bathtub.

Mer Baku x Human Deku

One Shot | SFW

The Mating Grounds by huliganships

Summary: The mating grounds were a sacred place. The old songs that all mer children listened to while growing up told them of its location, about the peace that prevailed there, and how it was the last safe haven for every wanderer. Lure singing had become rare over the years, but most pods still had one or two elders who were teaching the gift to the younger generation.

While Katsuki was sure he would never need to travel there, he hadn't been prepared for how it made him feel watching Izuku swim away from him to find a partner elsewhere.

Mer Baku x Mer Deku

One Shot | SFW

Love in the reef by Dantalia

Summary: Izuku is a pretty betta bearer mer, who is shunned by his fellow mer because he is a male carrier. A rare second gender for males.

This year marked another year he had to spend mating season alone and in pain Izuku thinks.
Enter tiger shark Katsuki who takes an instant claim on the green mer and promises him a life time instead of a mating season.

Mer Baku x Mer Deku

One Shot | SFW

Find the feeding grounds by ContraryBee

Summary: Izuku is so hungry. The season is ready to change but he's unprepared. He's alone. He's wandering.

And Katsuki is the god's favorite: of course a beautiful, delicious, near-heat bearer would enter his territory, swim right into his hands. He's hungry too. Fucking starving.

mer!Baku x mer!Deku

One Shot | NSFW

Unwanted Gift by TigerLilies64

Summary: Prince Katsuki has been gifted with a merperson of all things. He's incensed that he would be offered such an inhuman gift, but rejecting it would threaten fragile diplomatic relations. So now he's got a chatty merman in his room that he never asked for. What is he to do?

Human Baku x Mer Deku

Complete | 4 Chapters | NSFW

His Freedom and His Fortune by s_the_queen

Summary: "He didn't say his name," she said, casting her eyes down. "He… he said you were friends. That he was looking for you. I made a mistake—" she broke off, a distressed cry at the back of her throat. Katsuki didn't care. His heart was racing. "I told him you made berth here to treat with another mermaid—a siren who fancied himself in love with you."

"Describe him," he spat. "Or I'll make it my mission to end your pathetic life."

She looked up at him, eyes sad. He didn't fucking care. "He had white hair and his face was weathered. He had unusual jewelry—a chain of clasped hands around his neck. His voice sounded like dry sand."

She needn't say more. He knew exactly who had his love.

Izuku was in the clutches of his greatest enemy—the pirate Shigaraki—the White Hand of the Sea.

-or-

Izuku, the siren who holds Katsuki's heart, has been kidnapped. Katsuki will do anything to get him back.

Human Baku x Mer Deku

One Shot | SFW

The Sea and His Possessions by ChickenAlfrado

Summary: Bakugou Katsuki lives a humble life as a young fisherman. Bringing his catch of the day to the local market to bring in money for himself and his family. Everyday, he has a ritual. Wake up, go fishing, go to the market, come home, sleep. After his father took ill, he had no choice but to take on the role as the bread winner for his household. Having just become an adult, he had no issue taking the family business onto his shoulders.

Until a certain terrible storm rocks his boat far from his comfortable ritual.

Human Baku x Mer Deku

One Shot | SFW

[bioplast-hero]

Lure

40k • mature + • tdbkdk ot3

Deku’s got a secret mer boyfriend. Not so secret anymore— not when he needs Kacchan’s help to sail away with his pretty fish boy before summer's end. Katsuki isn't exactly on board with that. And the closer he gets to figuring out why, the harder it is to imagine letting them go.

Coastal town mermaid AU recently completed for MerMay! Featuring fisherman's son Katsuki, childhood friend Izuku, & siren Shouto.

[Read the fic on AO3]

[reikuto]

CONTENT! quirkless!au, bakudeku, angst, established relationship. SUMMARY! completely inspired by the movie little fish. this is NOT my idea. in a world where there’s a global memory-loss pandemic called neuro inflammatory affliction, katsuki struggles to help izuku keep his memories. A/N! enjoy!! (p.s. this fic takes places over the course of several months!!!) UNEDITED. i was too excited to post!!!!!! GO WATCH LITTLE FISH, ITS FREE ON AMAZON PRIME

HE SHOULDN’T HAVE IGNORED THE SIGNS. it’s not like he hadn’t seen the news; the fisherman who jumped off his boat to swim home, the marathon runner who forgot to stop running, the pilot who forgot how to fly a plane mid flight, katsuki had seen it all and yet he shrugged it off. instead he’d shift his focus to the man beside him, who somehow always uttered the most factually incorrect sentences in hopes of getting a reaction out of the blond. bakugou katsuki would narrow his eyes at the freckled man, whose lips quirked up into a knowing smirk. “was it something i said?” izuku midoriya chuckles, sliding the blonde his coffee.

“that’s not what happened.” katsuki scoffs, bringing his mug to his lips. “but whatever.”

“you sure?” izuku cocks an eyebrow. “pretty sure that’s how it went down.”

“nope,” katsuki says simply, resisting the urge to take the bait. “it’s alright though, i know you’re just trying to piss me off.”

it’s never been anything but a stupid joke; a silly way they - mostly izuku - would poke fun at each other. the freckled man would smile cheekily as he spewed out some half-assed version of the truth and katsuki would roll his eyes before almost always giving izuku the exact reaction he wanted. in the end, it never mattered, the blonde would still begrudgingly accept the shorter man’s soft kisses and teasing apologies. it was never serious, it was never supposed to be serious, katsuki was never supposed to feel genuine fear inking through him when izuku recalled a memory incorrectly.

the government said there was no known cure for NIA; there was no avoiding it, no preventing it, no stopping it. people would inevitably forget their memories, some steadily and others in one fell swoop, but they’d lose it nonetheless. katsuki believed - prayed - that somehow he and izuku would be spared, that there was some sort of immunity and they had been fortunate enough to get it.

there wasn’t.

for izuku midoriya it happened slowly, over the course of six months. katsuki didn’t know if he was supposed be grateful for the steady decline; while it gave them more time together, it only made it harder to witness the man he loved lose everything that made him…him. the first sign of NIA that katsuki had recognized in izuku occurred on a chilly saturday morning. walking back to their shared apartment, hand in hand, when izuku nodded at a restaurant they’d frequent at and said: do you think that place is any good?

it took a couple seconds for his question to register, but when it did, katsuki brought the two of them to a halt. “what did you say?”

“hm?” izuku innocently turned to katsuki. “i asked if you thought it looked like it was any good.”

“are you being serious?”

“yes?” izuku laughed. “it’s close to our place, we should check it out.”

“we’ve been eating there for months, deku.” katsuki frowned, and the way izuku’s smile faltered made him wish he would’ve just kept his mouth shut.

katsuki refused to give up though, adorning every picture in their apartment with sticky notes of names, ages, and their relationship to izuku. he’d talk about their childhood at dinner, ignoring the pang in his chest at izuku’s reactions as if these memories weren’t his too. he’d let izuku spend hours scrolling through social media, grateful that their friends had always documented every birthday and outing. he’d watch izuku take in the pictures and videos in awe, with only one thought on his mind: why was the universe trying to take izuku away?

one early morning, when izuku thought katsuki was still asleep, he had gotten up and stared at the pictures littered on their dresser. katsuki watched with a knot in his throat as izuku’s fingers delicately traced the frames, the way his hands trembled as he picked them up, and the way he looked around their apartment as if he were a guest sleeping over for the first time.

katsuki sat up then, his rustling garnering the attention of izuku, who only stared at him silently. katsuki could almost see the gears turning in his head when at last, izuku said, “bakugou?”

katsuki ignored the churn in his stomach because this didn’t mean anything. they could still get past this, the fact that izuku still knew his name is a good thing right? katsuki just had to work a little harder to make izuku remember details.

“kacchan,” katsuki corrected gently. “you call me kacchan.”

“kacchan,” izuku repeated, and katsuki felt the relief wash over him when he sees izuku smile. “good morning, kacchan.”

unfortunately, katsuki wasn’t always as successful, such as the time he and and izuku were cuddled on the couch watching tv when izuku’s phone started ringing. with a sigh, izuku picked up his phone and glanced at the screen before tossing it aside.

“who was it?” katsuki asked, absentmindedly playing with izuku’s fingers as he watched tv.

“someone named uraraka.”

katsuki tore his eyes from the television to look at izuku’s phone. “you’re not gonna answer?”

“i don’t know an uraraka.” izuku shrugged.

bakugou’s eyes furrowed, picking up the remote to lower the volume. “yeah you do. ochako uraraka? we graduated with her.”

izuku remained silent for a couple seconds, “what was she like?“

fuck. “uh…short, round cheeks, nice.”

izuku laughed, and the sound eases katsuki’s heart. “that doesn’t really help, kacchan.”

katsuki took his hand off of izuku’s, crossing his arms as he tried to think of any information on the girl. “you dated her for a while. a long time ago. you’re still friends though.”

“oh,”

“listen, i don’t know her all that well but i know you two are close.” katsuki shrugged a shoulder. “she would’ve liked to talk to you.”

izuku didn’t respond, instead he quietly got up from his spot beside katsuki and walked over to the kitchen. internally debating whether or not to answer the call and let izuku hear her, katsuki mumbled a curse word and stood up to follow him into the kitchen. he recognized that the shift in izuku’s expression meant that he was struggling to put pieces together.

“what’s your name?” katsuki urged.

izuku pursed his lips, grabbing a glass and pouring himself water. “i’m fine, kacchan, we don’t have to do this right now.”

“when’s your birthday?”

that question made izuku roll his eyes but nonetheless he answered, “june.”

katsuki barely succeeded in hiding the slight temble of his lips, “june what.”

izuku took a long sip of his water before setting the glass down, staring at the counter as he struggled to recall a date. “i don’t know.”

bakugou sighed, walking around the island to pull izuku into an embrace, who accepted it in defeat. katsuki squeezed him a bit tighter, taking a minute to appreciate izuku’s warmth. “july.”

“what?”

katsuki’s voice came out in a whisper, “your birthday’s july fifteenth.”

the two of them stood in silence, arms wrapped one another with the looming dread of the situation sitting heavy in the room. katsuki often wondered when he’d wake up from this nightmare, when it would all be over. katsuki didn’t think he was capable of facing the day izuku forgot him entirely.

“your birthday’s in april.” izuku stated softly, and it’s enough to have katsuki’s eyes welling up in tears. izuku never stated anything anymore, his words always carried traces of uncertainty, always waiting for katsuki to confirm or deny them.

“yeah, it is.” katsuki nodded, his hand reaching up to rest on the back of izuku’s head.

“you’re katsuki bakugou.” izuku was just speaking out loud now, reinstating what little he could remember. “you’re twenty-four.”

“keep going.”

“we met when we were…in kindergarten.” the confidence in izuku’s voice faltered. “you were mean to me.”

that made katsuki laugh, and he pulled away from their embrace to cradle izuku’s face in his hands. “yeah, i was real mean to you.”

“you’re crying,” izuku frowned, gentle hand reaching up to wipe katsuki’s cheek. “you don’t have to cry, i’m okay.” a lie.

katsuki closed his eyes, feeling another tear fall as he rested his forehead against izuku’s. “i love you, deku.”

“i love you too, kacchan.”

katsuki wanted to scream out into the sky. curse the world for taking izuku away from him like this. for taunting him with the crippling fear of waking up and finding that izuku’s doesn’t recognize him anymore. katsuki’s almost convinced himself that it’s a punishment. he’s finally paying for the years he spent being so negligent of others. why else was he being tormented like this? forced to watch izuku succumb to this virus, forced to watch izuku forget him, forced to watch as izuku stopped loving him. karma was the only logical explanation for the position he found himself in today, standing across from a distraught izuku midoriya in their shared bedroom, trying to remind the boy of his identity.

“hey, hey, could you stop for a second?” bakugou begs, trailing behind izuku as he leaves their bedroom in search for his clothes. “listen to me, deku.”

“that’s not my name.” izuku hisses as he snatches a pair of pants off the floor.

“please, just stop—“

“i’m sure we had a great time, but really, i need to go.” izuku apologizes as he zips up his pants, although his kindness is strained as he keeps his distance from the blond.

“you live here,” bakugou says, finally closing the distance between them to show izuku the photos on his phone. “we live here.”

on the screen was the two of them at mina’s halloween party a couple years ago, the picture capturing the moment izuku pressed a kiss on katsuki’s cheek. the blond slid his finger across the screen to reveal another picture, a selfie taken by izuku of the both of them cuddled up on their shared bed. izuku finally settles down, cautiously taking the phone from katsuki and swiping the screen. the next image was of them at the beach, izuku latched onto bakugous’s back with a big grin. the blonde can do nothing but watch in silence as the images register in izuku’s head.

after what felt like ages, izuku looked up at him with watery eyes. “i-i’m-i don’t—“

“it’s okay,” katsuki hushes, feeling his own blood pressure ease up once he wraps his arms around izuku. “just take a deep breath.”

izuku hesitantly reciprocates the hug, and katsuki feels the way his body instantly relaxes in his embrace. the dam broke then, izuku beginning to sob as he mumbles why can’t i remember anything? katsuki feels like someone is trying to pull his heart out of his chest, unable to do anything but murmur soft words as he gently rubs izuku’s back.

after a couple minutes, izuku’s cries finally soften, but katsuki still holds him in him arms. in fact, if it were up to him, he’d never let izuku go, maybe then izuku wouldn’t forget him. hands clenched around bakugou’s shirt, izuku exhales a breath before whispering, “april.”

“what about it,” katsuki pries gently, careful not to overwhelm him.

“y-your birthday’s in april.”

“that’s right.” katsuki nods, “keep going, deku. whatever you can remember.”

“you’re twenty-four.” twenty five now, but wasn’t going to tell izuku that today was his birthday.

“what about you, can you remember anything about yourself? the smallest thing.”

“my name is izuku...” he hums before abruptly pulling away from the embrace, “we talked about getting married.”

katsuki can’t hide the surprise on this face as he wipes away the tears on izuku’s cheeks. “you remember that?“

the conversation occurred earlier that year, barely a month after moving into their apartment and before the virus was brought onto society. they were chatting idly on their balcony while drinking wine — because deku is a grandma — while the hour pushed four in the morning. katsuki had never been one to stay up late, but he’d always cherish that night; no noise, no work keeping them apart, no hectic schedules, just izuku.

the topic of marriage had come up, and he easily recalled the way izuku’s cheeks had flushed. ‘we’ve only been living together for three weeks, kacchan.’ izuku had mumbled. is it so bad that i want to spend the rest of my life with you?’ kacchan had responded in a drunken haze - not that it didn’t reflect his true feelings. nonetheless they proceeded to talk about the must-haves at their wedding, bakugou butting in whenever izuku’s vision got a little bit too ambitious.

“i do remember. ” izuku smiles breathlessly, “and i think we should get married.”

“what?”

“i want to marry you, kacchan, while i’m still me.” izuku pleads as he takes katsuki’s hand in his. “while i still remember us.”

katsuki couldn’t say no even if he wanted to, he just wishes these weren’t the circumstances that they were getting married under. had this virus never occurred, he would’ve given izuku the wedding he knew he wanted, with all those stupid extras and their families gathered together. they’d take a sweet honeymoon and everything would be perfect because why wouldn’t it be, they were together.

instead, they both agreed on eloping secretly; katsuki’s parents had long succumbed to NIA while izuku had forgotten the existence of his mother entirely. their friends most likely had their own set of problems so it felt unfair to pressure them with premise of a wedding. besides, it wasn’t guaranteed that they remembered who katsuki and izuku even were. ever since izuku’s memory began to fade, katsuki hadn’t dedicated any time towards keeping up with any of them.

they found themselves in the lobby of a courthouse on the beautiful saturday morning of may second. katsuki couldn’t recall the last time izuku had looked so happy, hand squeezing his own, “i’ll be right back, yeah?”

katsuki gives him a small smile and watches as izuku goes into the bathroom. he feels the anxious churn of his stomach because holy shit he’s gonna marry izuku midoriya. the day he has long awaited is finally here, and maybe now it’ll be easier to remind izuku of the role katsuki has in his life. from now on, when izuku has his episode, katsuki can say ‘it’s me, your husband’ because that’s sure to hold more weight than boyfriend, right? from now on, izuku will have a ring on his finger to remind him that he has someone else in his life, even if katsuki isn’t right next to them. today feels like a hopeful step forward, and katsuki let’s himself get swept up in the potential of their future.

the anxiety that sat in his gut dissolves the longer katsuki stood in that lobby. he looks around the room and takes in the decorations, analyzes the occasional employee that walks by him, and his eyebrows furrow as he turns around and cautiously exits the building.

the sunlight hits katsuki’s face, making him squint out at the world around him. the grass on the buildings is dewey, the breeze is cool and slight against his cheeks, there are people walking their dogs and cars driving by. katsuki pats his body, feeling something in his pocket and shoving his hand inside to retrieve a phone. the screen lights up to reveal a wallpaper of sleeping man, drowning comfortably in sheets, his face hidden. when the phone asks for a passcode, katsuki scoffs, shoving the damned device back in his pocket.

“excuse me?”

katsuki turns around to meet the bright, green eyes of another man, and he can’t help but take a mental note of the freckles that adorned his nose and cheeks. “yeah?”

“did you by any chance see who i walked in with?” the man asks nervously. “i think i’m supposed to meet someone here but..i can’t remember.”

“no,” katsuki grunts stiffly, watching as the man’s face contorts into confusion.

“okay, well thanks.” he mutters, turning around and walking away, although it’s obvious that he doesn’t know where he’s going.

bakugou katsuki watches him leave, the remnants of something foreign in his chest that he can’t quite place.

[ao3feed-tododeku]

Lure

Lure by hiro academia

Deku's got a secret mer boyfriend. Not so secret anymore— not when he needs Kacchan's help to sail away with his pretty fish boy before summer's end.

Katsuki isn't exactly on board with that. And the closer he gets to figuring out why, the harder it is to imagine letting them go.

Words: 6262, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English

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

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Masaru, Bakugou Mitsuki

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto

Additional Tags: Alternative Universe - merfolk, MerMay, Fisherman Bakugou Katsuki, Childhood Friend Midoriya Izuku, Siren Todoroki Shouto, Secret Relationship, Secret Mer Boyfriend, Plotfic, Slow Burn, Pre-Poly Relationship, Mutual Pining, Coming of Age, Heavy Petting, First Times, Friends to Lovers, Getting Together, OT3, Adventure, Learning to Sail, run away with me, Orphan Background, Adopted Midoriya Izuku, Good Parent Bakugou Masaru, Good Parent Bakugou Mitsuki, Growing Up, Leaving Home

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47161015

[deartouya]

🐚 this is such a cute idea!! could i ask for me and katsuki pls :))

kai x katsuki;

the fisherman and the selkie. katsuki's grew up with the sea, his earliest memory watching the tide pools and collecting sand dollars. and there was always something else--something he knew was lurking. his nets came back lighter, crab cages empty, and he kept seeing large eyes and the vanishing of a tail from the corner of his eye, despite the island's lack of seals. not that bought into the island's myths, and definitely not that he's started leaving fruits on the rocks for polished rocks and longer glimpses.

[ao3feed-bnha-rarepair]

Changing Tides

Changing Tides by Purple Rayne17

Once beautiful, winged nymphs in the verdant forests are now bound to sea as punishment. Their ruler decided to transform their blessed voices into instruments of death for those they swore to protect. For every human they let escape, a siren would die.

They have honed their craft, and kill quickly, viciously, and without mercy. They leave no fisherman or sailor stupid enough to cross their waters alive. However, for the first time in 600 years, one of the sirens doesn't want to kill a particular young sailor. Izuku begins to wonder why it is that humans are so hated, and targeted by their god. Thinking quickly, he convinces the group they need a slave, and so he keeps Eijirou alive but captive, all while falling more and more in love with him every day. He wants to learn more about humans, more about this human. As Izuku gains feelings for Eijirou, they must find a way to break the curse or accept his fate among the sea foam.

Words: 3839, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Midoriya Izuku, Shiozaki Ibara, Bakugou Katsuki, Shindou You, Uraraka Ochako, Izumi Kouta, Tokage Setsuna, Midoriya Hisashi

Relationships: Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Blood and Injury, Mention of Death, Enemies to Lovers, First Love, First Kiss, Slaves, prisoner, siren!IzukuMidoriya, human!EijirouKirishima

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48708769

[ao3feed-bakusquad]

Changing Tides

Changing Tides by Purple Rayne17

Once beautiful, winged nymphs in the verdant forests are now bound to sea as punishment. Their ruler decided to transform their blessed voices into instruments of death for those they swore to protect. For every human they let escape, a siren would die.

They have honed their craft, and kill quickly, viciously, and without mercy. They leave no fisherman or sailor stupid enough to cross their waters alive. However, for the first time in 600 years, one of the sirens doesn't want to kill a particular young sailor. Izuku begins to wonder why it is that humans are so hated, and targeted by their god. Thinking quickly, he convinces the group they need a slave, and so he keeps Eijirou alive but captive, all while falling more and more in love with him every day. He wants to learn more about humans, more about this human. As Izuku gains feelings for Eijirou, they must find a way to break the curse or accept his fate among the sea foam.

Words: 3839, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Midoriya Izuku, Shiozaki Ibara, Bakugou Katsuki, Shindou You, Uraraka Ochako, Izumi Kouta, Tokage Setsuna, Midoriya Hisashi

Relationships: Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Blood and Injury, Mention of Death, Enemies to Lovers, First Love, First Kiss, Slaves, prisoner, siren!IzukuMidoriya, human!EijirouKirishima

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48708769

[mirachadoodles]

Here is my second secret santa, for @dallyingdivergent ! ❄️ Here’s a merman Izuku and fisherman Katsuki.

(Sorry @bakudekuss I forgot to tag you!)

[xafright]

so this was cos of this tweet

[alythekitten]

Mermay epic come back!

Those are the panels from 8 to 15, I'm Sorry for flat colors and the line for the others, but at least I'm publishing hehe

[ofmermaidstories]

he tells me he’s gentle when he wants to be—

The bed dipping under Katsuki’s weight wakes you.

‼️📍18+/cw: this is smut. soft-core flavoured, with an OfMermaids filter over the top and set in the surrender-verse, just because I could. No editing—grammar is for nerds.

You’re sun-warmed and lazy; when the mattress gives you only hum to yourself, curling in tighter to the cradle of pillows. It’s not enough for him.

“Move over,” he grumbles, his weight more sure, now, less cautious of waking you.

You’re made of molasses—pulled to the centre of the bed in a slow, heavy drip, beyond words, beyond replying, already slipping back into sleep. When your breathing deepens Katsuki grunts to himself and changes tactics—leaning over to bite at your neck, bare to him.

Your hiss—your snort—does not deter him. Katsuki trails his nose against the mark he’s left, smoothing the brand of his ownership. “Wake up,” he demands, like he wouldn’t eat you alive if you tried this on him.

Frowning into your pillow, you snuffle against it, shaking your head.

“Get your own bed,” you mumble back, and you can feel your Hero frown in turn against your shoulder before he huffs to himself—and bites you again. Harder, sharper.

“Ow!” You whinge, more awake, now. Katsuki huffs to himself in satisfaction; pulling you in tight against him despite his loud complaining about your nap.

“Shud’up,” he tells you, rubbing his face into the crook of your neck—you shake your head, trying to bite back at him though he keeps you trapped, angled away like a fisherman’s catch, where you can’t do any damage.

His bedroom is filling with light, the city below warming into a golden afternoon. Your earlier aches—your hip from your long hours standing in the shop, your headache—have melted away with the puddled sunlight you’re basking in, now. Katsuki breathes out deep against your neck; relaxing, at last, into the nap he was tormenting you about.

It doesn’t matter. Your breathing evens out with his, the two of you synchronising and when you close your eyes, all you can see is gold.

The peace doesn’t last long.

You wake up to the slow draw of circles—traced with the back of strong fingers, under your shirt. Katsuki noses against the skin of your neck further when you stir.

“Y’smell like your damned weeds,” he says, gruffly. Quietly. Under his fingers, under his words, something within you stirs and when you breathe in, his hold on you tightens.

The afternoon light has deepened; you are liquid in it, warm and easily lulled, easily turning in his arms. Katsuki is stripped in gold, when you face him; his eyes glowing, the burn of fire. For a moment you just stare back—this is your man, you think in stunned surprise. This is the man you have chosen, who has chosen you—but when you breathe in to say something (anything) he frowns, tiny—before he kisses you.

There’s a hesitancy, to his mouth; like Katsuki is unsure, still, if he can do this, if he should. But you—with your molasses movement—sink into the bedding, with him, parting your lips to the glide of his—the softness and the weight and the human taste of him.

Katsuki rolls you, leaning with you, over you and when your mouths part it’s wet. He doesn’t stop. Even as you try to catch your breath Katsuki breathes in against your sun-warmed skin: pressing lazy kisses to the pulse of your neck, your collar bone, the collar of your shirt—and down, down, against the swell of your breasts, cloth dragging.

You let your head loll—unable to help the parting of your lips as he finds the peak of you, his hands fisting in your shirt, exposing your skin. Katsuki doesn’t linger; he kisses down your stomach and you—you can’t suck it in, you can’t hide, his hands—balled—slipping to your sides, holding you there as he works his way down the soft give of your body. You cannot twist away from him, or from his mouth as it finds the silky centre of you, tracing along it with his mouth. His breath is hot and jagged against your underwear—and you breathe in, sharp, when the mouth and tongue that follow are just as molten.

You are liquid. You want to be liquid, you want to slither out of your clothes and press against him, the languidness of your nap translating into this slow unfurling with the man you love—like a flower, in a glass of fresh water. Your fingers curl into your shirt as Katsuki works you until you’re smeared against your own thighs, slippery—he leaves a kiss against you before his powerful shoulders flex, and he leans back, rolling down your underwear.

Cotton in hand, you can feel it as your heart picks up—breathing in to steady yourself before you gasp, Katsuki’s mouth meeting you at last, unhampered. There’s no barrier between you, now; you are summer-warm fruit in his hands, overripe.

Knuckles dig into your hips; you try to center yourself with a breath, with Katsuki, your fingers (weak, they feel weak, like you cannot hold him) tracing the curve of his ear, his hair as Katsuki presses himself into you further.

His breath his hot against you, when he exhales, sharp, it’s own ghostly touch. He treats you so well: you can’t help your tiny, tiny gasp or the magic of it that makes your legs fall apart for him, like they’re weighted.

You breathe in deeply, shakily—but the little things undo you. Your shirt, unbearably soft against your skin. His hair against your thighs—the reminder of his weight above you every time he shifts. Katsuki pulls away—huffing against your thigh before he bites it.

You hiss, and he laves his tongue over his teeth marks.

“Keep your eyes on me,” he tells you, voice throaty.

You groan—agreement, and he noses against his bite mark again, before holding out his hands—sparking them off, his Quirk popping like harmless glitter.

When he offers his hand to you, you take it without fear—his palm still warm as he laces your fingers together, his mouth meeting the soft wetness of you once more.

You are made of molasses. You want to cover him, melt into him; instead you squeeze his hand as Katsuki brings you to the edge, holding you through those warm ocean waves you feel only with him. You are so close—and then Katsuki pulls away sharply, to kiss at where he was just lapping, chaste.

“Come for me,” he says, breathing hot and ragged. In the afternoon he is golden—gold and beautiful, his eyes glimmering, on you only. “Come for me,” he says again. “C’mon. I want you to.”

Dumbly, you nod—it’s enough, Katsuki lowering his face—giving your secret, wet centre another kiss. And then another kiss, and another. He is slow and soft and even though you are trembling, you are warm and safe in the sunlight, in his hold.

It doesn’t take long: you let go with a tiny breath.

Katsuki bites your thigh again with a low, pleased noise and then surges up to pull you in a kiss; a real kiss. A vain kiss, you think weakly—it tastes of you, leaves you spreading out underneath him further. Like this he is yours—not the city’s, and your fingers curl just under his ears, trailing to the fine hair of his nape. His room smells of sunlight and sex, your mess smearing between you but Katsuki doesn’t care, pulling away from you with a hiss.

“You—‘k?” he pants, breathless, his shoulders flexing, like they’re holding wings.

“We’re okay,” you promise him, pressing your face to his. He steadies himself against you, then kisses your nose—before biting at your cheek, his laugh low and dangerous when you yelp.

“Shud’up,” he tells you, imperiously—and you push away his face, shrieking when he tries to bite your fingers, too, the pair of you rolling around in his linens—sun-warmed and lazy.

—so i think he wants to be gentle with me.

[pinkykats-place]

Mermaid AU🧜 mer deku x human baku

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Disclaimers!

None of the stories linked below are mine.

Some contain mature content - read tags.

Art not mine - artist thegirlinthefandom.SG

Note: If you read any of these works and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!

Something Fishy by 9oz

Summary: Midoriya, a mermaid, ends up on barbarian pirate captain Bakugo's ship and it's not good news (yet).

Complete | 8 Chapters | Mature

Out of these Waters by awkwardtypeos

Summary: (Little Mermaid AU - with a twist)

Izuku realizes that not only did he just fall out of love at that exact moment, but he also realizes that Katsuki Bakugo is the biggest asshole he’s ever met in his entire life. He sold his soul to a sea witch to be with the world’s worst human being. He’s too furious to be sad - so Izuku stands up on his painful legs and slugs Bakugo right in the jaw, hard, and watches him scramble backward clutching at his face, spitting out more curses than Izuku knew to exist in the human language.

Complete | 16 Chapters

Rated - Mature

If the stars could sing by Evilkat23

Summary: There in front of Aizawa was an aquarium the size of the wall, which, given how big and long these walls were, was impressive. The aquarium was back lit by a soft blue back light and fake background of the ocean. Yet, there weren't any fish in this aquarium…

Well…

There was one. Kinda.

There in the aquarium was a mer…boy?

Abandoned | 7 Chapters | Mature

Of Love, Scales, & Fins by orphan_account

Summary: Katsuki Bakugou is doing what he can to rise up in the ranks as a criminal, even if it is wasn't his first choice in life. Of course, he made the mistake of messing with the Shie Hassaikai clan, which landed him in the river to swim with the fishes.

Or, at least that's what he thought. The last thing he remembers before waking on the riverbank is a beautiful face & a soft kiss.

Then, the same man, whom he thought was just a figment of his imagination, shows up at his door, naked aside from his neighbor's garments & telling Katsuki that he's a member of the merfolk! What the fuck?

Complete | 16 Chapters | NSFW

Wish by Darkshadow

Summary: Eight year old Katsuki goes to the beach only to spot the most beautiful creature he has ever seen, can he convince the merman to stay by his side even through times of struggle.

One Shot | Mature Themes | No Smut

I Am No Fisherman's Slave by DanaEliza

Summary: After many failed attempts, captain Bakugo has set sail for an island that mostly certainly has mermaids. A species he has been looking for, for years. But what if instead of finding a mermaid, one has already found them?

7/? Chapters | NSFW

Last Updated Feb 2021

Home is Where the Heart Is by RoboticSpaceCase

Summary: Tricked into working under a strange man as a “treasure hunter”, Katsuki Bakugou finds himself out on a boat, trolling the waters for something interesting. When he accidentally catches a mermaid, Bakugou knows he’s found his way out of his boring job and all of his debt. All he had to do was make it back to shore.

12/18 Chapters | NSFW

Last Updated 2020

Life Amongst The Waves by Skelekitty

Summary: Izuku and Bakugou met as children. Izuku got caught in the currents during a storm out at sea and ended up being washed ashore on a beach. It just so happened that Bakugou was out for a walk early that morning and found him unconscious. He helped Izuku and got him back in the water.

After that they met often in a secret cave to escape the eyes of others around, this went on for a few months, but one day Bakugou stopped coming.

Incomplete | 7/? Chapters | SFW

Last Updated 2019

When you hold me by Serah_chan

Summary: It’s another oil spill, Katsuki’s told. Rescue and containment operatives have been mobilized to save as much life and hold off the growing blotch of sticky death spilling into the bay. Katsuki’s unit gets sent out on boats to set up oil boons. He’s just finished and is getting ready to go switch to life rescue when he spots something hits his small boat. What the fuck? He thinks just before there’s another thud. He rushes to the side to take a look, aware it may be an animal in peril... what he finds instead is an oil slick covered hand reaching out, pressed against the side of the hull.

Complete | 24 Chapters

A Sea of Green and Red by TriforceAngel

Summary: Pirates are terrible, ruthless, taking and hurting others for anything that they want. Or are they?

Taken from his home and his loved one's Izuku must find a way to get back home beneath the waves. Will he have the help to do so? Or will he change his mind to pursue something he had never experienced before?

WIP | 20/? Chapters | mature content

Last Updated May 2024

At An Ocean's Divide by that_enby_nerd

Summary: An AU in which Midoriya is a merman living near the kingdom of the Bakugo family, and a forbidden connection forms between the prince and a knight of the sea.

Incomplete | 12/? CH | Mature

Last Updated May 2022

Series: Pirates and Sirens by BluGemRising

2 Works

[katsukibakugouprompts]

Mermaid AU, fluff, crack

Mermaid Katsuki who likes watching the surface people work under the guise of “keeping an eye on them in case they cause trouble”. In the process of watching, a new surface dweller catches his eye and he very crabbily decides this pathetic attempt at a predator needs some help. Cue our poor fisherman suffering Katsuki’s toughest “tough love”, and a whole lot of fish.

TDBK: Todorki is a rich noble who ran away to a costal town and is trying to make it as “the common folk”, but can’t fish worth shit.

BKDK: Deku has to take over for his father, Toshinori, who is too ill to fish. But he’s so shrimpy he can’t even pull the nets into the boat.

KRBK: Kirishima just sucks at fishing and never places his nets in the right spots.

[bxllafanficc]

¡Skate/sing your hearts out! (Yuri Plizetsky x reader)

(part five)

Part one. Part two. Part three. Part four. Masterlist

Summary: After last year's cancellation of Figure Skating Grand Prix, Yuri Plisetsky finds himself unable to bring out his inner skater after a year of doing nothing but enjoy life like a regular teenager. That's when you enter the picture; We Are Voice Grand Awards's currently hottest competitive vocalist come first place two years in a row. Just like the other competitors of Grand Prix, it turns out that Victor and Yuuri faces the same issue. With an arrangement between Victor and Yakov, they agree to travel to Japan and hire you as a mutual coach for Yuri and Yuuri to help bring back the emotion into their performances like before, maybe even more intense than ever. Yuri however, who's never experienced issues with his coaches before, for some reason finds this one particularly difficult to coexist along with in their (reasonably) odd partnership. Warnings: none

*Yuri's POV*

(One week later)

He groaned, still trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes even after breakfast. The sun was annoyingly bright today and the crowds chatting along the streets became a loud buzzing in his ears. They walk along shore at a smaller street where the typical fisherman has been standing, even years from now since Yuri saw him last. With a face mask up to his eyes and his hoodie up, it also came to be exceedingly hot underneath his disguise. Sweaty again.

In front of him walked Yuuri and Victor, sheering for him to hurry up meanwhile Victor snapped some photos behind his head on him and (Y/n). 'A selfie to remember' he said. Though the sour face of (Y/n) was far from something anyone would like to remember. Terrifying.

Right. Why? Yuri didn't exactly hit it off at its peak this morning with (Y/n) as his roommate. The cold shoulder hitting him like a slap in the face grew even larger every time he tried talk her back to normal state. A 'what's the matter with you? Stop being a drag!' Wasn't gonna get him an answer so far. Though, Yuri found himself surprised that he even made an effort into talking with her in this mood. One week with her and he's already softening up? Not great. He can't treat her as if she isn't a stranger to him, nice or not. Even if she always came at the late ending hours of his practicing at the rink and greeted him with a late snack after training. Star-shaped apple slices and a smoothie. He found it weird the first time and he still does. Every morning and every late evening because Yakov happened to mention that apples were Yuri's favorite fruit.

And this morning? Maybe he could actually admit that he screwed up. It probably could've gone better if he hadn't stolen Magnolia from her... Long story short, she was asleep with the cat in her arms and Yuri sneaked out a makeshift toy to lure him over. (Y/n) quickly noticed that Yuri was now the person cuddling the cat and she tried to call him over for his morning brush with a happy chirping sound. But Yuri had held Magnolia still when he tried to go until the cat was like 'meh whatevs' and went back to sleep in Yuri's arms. He knew now afterwards that it was already a little bit much to hold the cat back but the worst part wasn't past yet. No. The worst part was when he said 'He wants to be with me, not you, you clingy hag' and 'Maybe if you weren't so stubborn and tacky all the time he would be sprinting to you this moment instead of cuddling with his savior.' When she hadn't responded well to his words some unknown force told him to push it harder. So kept on pushing at her limits with spiteful manners and comments. He can't really understand why he'd said that now afterwards. All that came out meanwhile Yuri was still half asleep from past day's exhaustion, and he hadn't yet realized that he probably should filter the way he talk to his coach, nonetheless the,, he wouldn't say idol,, but- Nonetheless the acquaintance she is. Though he couldn't stand her. How itching and irritated he felt whenever she made her own sour looks. Isn't she supposed to be happy sunshine or what? Just get over it already, it was just an insult anyway.

But it was clear that (Y/n) took the insult to heart and has been doing so since then. At breakfast, he had received a bowl of starshaped cut apples put down harshly in front of him at the table. That along with blueberry pancakes. Why she was the one making breakfast, he didn't understand. But it had certainly not been unbearable to eat. No the opposite really. The entire Katsuki household was there along with them and everyone had been gulping it down like starved hounds. But the thing really throwing Yuri off was the fact that his appleslices were the only ones being but into starshapes. Just that she took the extra time even though or because she was upset at him?

Yuri gazed at the girl's direction as he thought of the event. 'So very unnecessary' he thought. Was it some twisted joke he didn't quite get or a revenge he didn't see coming? Because except for the apples, she had been totally snappy with him since they left for the unknown adventure Victor had described it as. And she wouldn't really have made that extra effort out of kindness judging on her mood today.

(Y/n) was very keen not to glance at him just one bit this morning since that breakfast. And when Yuri made a huge deal out of it afterwards, Victor had took him aside and whispered into his ear; 'There will come days where she won't put up with your bullshit anymore and today seems like such a situation. I don't know what you did to cause that reaction because it's quite rare. But I recommend you lay off and let her cool down on her own.' His words had been a sense of advise with a hint of bitterness in it.

Just minutes later he had gathered us four and announced that he would be taking them all somewhere to cleanse our minds and gather our thoughts. He hadn't really understood why all four would go there but that's when (Y/n) decided it was time to announce a pretty important details she almost withheld from him until now. Apparently the entire reason they chose to do this whole coaching in Japan was because she had taken Yuuri as her apprentice as well. It all seemed relevant of course. Why else would Yuri be here right now and not with her back in Russia? But it made him feel uneasy and let down for some stupid reason. Why she apparently thought it was much more important to teach Yuuri than him since they were in Japan right now. He's always gotta be the favorite even though Yuri won gold and proved himself to be better than the piglet. Victor already chose him. And clearly (Y/n) did too. But she made him believe that she came here only to coach him.

He didn't understand anything. He didn't want her coaching, didn't want to hear anything she had to say. She wasn't a real coach even. He certainly didn't want to share a room with her and he didn't want to feel relieved at the sight of her at the rink yesterday, coming to his rescue like that. He just wanted her to stop talking so much but now he couldn't stand the silence she was giving him.

Couldn't she just get her shit together?

"Ta-daaa! We're here!" Victor's shout made Yuri snap back to reality at the beat of a second. It took him a moment to understand the building the man was waving towards but soon he remembered the experiences he had there.

"No- nonono! I'm not going through that hellish session again. No damned waterfalls and no hitting me with a stick!" Yuri turned on his heels but was grabbed by the collar of his neck by a pouting Victor. (Y/n) who was clearly new to the subject gave Yuuri a hesitant look but Victor wasn't going down.

"Come on, it will be great for everyone. And I promise no hitting this time!"

'This time.' He didn't believe it one bit. He knew it was just an attempt to get him through the doors. Once in, no turning back. But if there was going to be hitting, he was secretly hoping that it would not be (Y/n) as the one doing it.

"Still no. There's no way you're getting me through those doors! Never am I ever standing under a waterfall again!"

...

The rapid flow of the water forcibly threatening to push him forwards was as cold as he remembered it. Screw the hitting with sticks, this just felt like someone rapidly slapping him across the back over and over. At least the water could've been warm. What was the deal with that anyway? He knew exactly why going here was kept a secret from him. They would never have caught him if he knew before. Now Yuri is standing in the middle, unable to escape. A quiet but intimidating (Y/n) who hasn't spoken up for hours and Yuuri who seems to actually be taking this whole thing seriously. Then there's the big question. Where is Little blondie Rasputin in the picture. The answer is right in front of him in a corner of the other side of the room. In a bubble bath taking it easy. He said that he'd be making sure we'd concentrate on opening up our minds and he'd tell us if he noticed otherwise. Yuri believed none of it. He just doesn't want to be here himself. Cause why was (Y/n) doing it if both the coaches aren't in on it. She's already in touch with herself and doesn't need it. Part of him guesses that she was participating on her own terms for some reason.

'This isn't working. I'm literally standing here thinking about everything and anything until time passes!' He thought. And...

He made the mistake of looking to his right. (Y/n) was standing close beside him with closed eyes. He was going to close his eyes as well but then he noticed how soft her skin looked. Like, all the wrinkles caused by her constant grumpy face were flattened out. Her mouth hung low and her lips were slightly parted. That made him notice her slow breathing making her chest rise and fall in a nice rhythm. Even though the water hitting his scalp shouted angrily in his ears, he was somehow able to here her melodic breathing. She was doing this the right way. And she looked completely relaxed. Almost asleep.

He kept on listening to her breathing and prayed that she wouldn't open her eyes right this moment. If so, she'd probably have realized right away how long exactly he had been staring at her.

He brushed it off and adverted his gaze, closed his eyes shut. It wasn't anything more than that. He had to get to know her at some point and her striking eyes were always too intimidating for him. He would always look away to feel less stripped of his soul in front of her. It was almost the first time he really could study her features up close, and without her knowing. (D-Did that sound weird-? anyway.)

He couldn't see her anymore but her light breath could still be heard. A part of it made Yuri think of music when he listened to it. He'll focus on that. Mach the breathing to his own.

Everything she did held a steady rhythm to it, unintentionally probably. The music was so much more than just the beautiful voice she had, but it consumed her entire being. Maybe that's why it felt so real on stage.

Does he have to let the skating consume him too? What if he loses control of what he's doing? Starts doing a different choreography or hits the wall again? What would happen if he just let go?

"I think we're done for today. Great job guys! You too Yuri!"

Well, he would never find out because he could never let that happen. Ever. If he doesn't hold control, then what does he have.

Yuuri and (Y/n) came back to reality and stepped out of the fall. Yuri followed short behind and watched the droplets of water running down the back of the girl in front of him. Her shoulders were much less tense than before they begun their session.

'If she thinks she's her to help me let go of all control and fly off the surface of the earth, then I'm sorry. For your coaching will have been in vain.'

...

Yuri was the last one out of the showers and was alone in the locker room as the piglet had already finished before him. He put one the clothes he came in since he came unprepared and set off to the main entrance. To his surprise, he found (Y/n) leaned against a nearby wall just outside the path leading the separate changing rooms apart. 'She's been waiting for me?' She still looks stern but this time Yuri's directly hit in the face by it. She's not ignoring him anymore. Her eyes are as piercing as always but not with excitement or content as usual. Yuri has to turn his head. The feeling's too much.

He walks beside her this time as well. Not a few feet behind like the way they came here.

Victor's tall back was seen outside the building through the glass doors and the two of them headed out. Yuuri was there too but they weren't alone. A large crowd of screaming teenagers as well as adults were swooning over the two skaters. Reporters and journalists were at the front struggling to ask the pair questions meanwhile guards from the center nearby held them all back. At the corner of his eye (Y/n) was turning slightly pale of the sudden screams that roared as they arrived together. As soon as Yuri was noticed the same reaction came for the second time and he joined in on the surprise. His first instinct was to run and hope none in the crowd ran faster than him. But is seemed like (Y/n) sensed his intentions before he did. A firm and calming hand was placed upon his head and as what- a warning? A threat? He looked at her and she smiled. Not to him, but to the crowd.

"Is that (Y/n) and Yuri Plisetsky?"

"Yes! But why are they in Japan? And together?"

"Aww look! They look so cute together!"

A couple pictures were taken of the two of them and Yuri was as stunned by the girl's hand as well as her warm presence towards her fans. He was even too caught up to snap her hand away.

"How long have you known each other?"

"Yuri YURI! What were you doing in there with the Aubade duchess of (nationality)?" Duchess? Right. One of her many titles created by her fan base. It's pretty funny. Why a duchess? Why not a queen or an empress? Yuri wasn't the one to complain though. He was called the Russian punk.

"(Y/n), any reason you're in Japan? Any hot news you'd like to share with us?" The woman asking leaned over the fighting arms of the guard and winked playfully at the two of them. He saw (Y/n) getting visibly  uncomfortable at the suggestive question and she stuttered, trying to come up with something smooth and contained for the reporter to use in her article. Yuri was just pissed off at how rudely this woman got all up in their private life like that. He felt like it had been put upon (Y/n) as her responsibility alone to answer that and that just made him angrier.

But the back of the tall Russian male hiding him from camera views stopped the salty defensive words he almost spit out.

"Of course! It's about time to announce anyway. On the behalf of myself and Yakov Feltsman, we're proud to announce that (Y/n) (l/n) will spend her time in Japan as coach for our competing skaters; Yuri Plisetsky and Yuuri Katsuki, in their preparations for this year's Grand Prix senior division!" Victor's worlds were happily announced to the audience and the next moment all hell of a screaming mess broke loose. The reporters rushed sideways to call their firms about the news and the guards almost failed to hold the fighting fans at bay. It all was a mess already. It went from being super private and secretive to Victor dropping the act without warning and soon the whole world would know in just a couple of minutes.

Shit.

A/N; Aaand another chapter! I have so fun writing these and it's almost like therapy session for me too:') no waterfalls though. It seems like Yuri's starting to warm up to (Y/n) right? Well... Baby steps;) What do you think will happen in next chapter? Let me know what you think!