#i love my disaster kid bakugo a lot

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•Cross The Line•

Summary: “And they were roommates” predictable self induldent Denki roommate content lmao. Friends to lovers, pretty fluffy

Pairing: Denki Kaminari x FemReader (both 18+)

Warnings: Itty bitty angst, Lots o’ tension, Unprotected sex, Oral sex (female receiving), Quirk use during sex, Cumplay.

Word count: 6,984

A/N: Y'all I did it I wrote mostly plot are y'all proud of me for not being useless and horni for one fic. I mean it gets horni at the end but there is plot so yeehaw.

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“Son of a bitch!” You yell as you hurl the eyeliner across the bathroom, at your wits end after messing up for the third time. It hits the door with a sharp crack before it falls to the floor.

You kick the cabinet, successfully stubbing your toe in the process.

“Shit, shit shit shit.” You tumble backwards as you hop on one foot, planting your ass right on the toilet lid with a loud groan.

“You remodeling in here?” A chirpy voice says from the other side of the door.

“Fuck off, Denki.” You bark as you hold your busted toe.

He just chuckles as he opens the door and strides in, he leans back against the counter and crosses his arms while you scowl up at him.

His signature smirk is painted across his face, yellow hair sticking up in every direction. As usual, he’s going without a shirt, leaving him in just a pair of loose basketball shorts.

They hang just a little too low, exposing the waistband of his briefs, framing his defined adonis belt…

“You’re gonna need a bucket for all that drool.” He says, raising his eyebrows as his smirk grows into a smile.

“Oh please, I was noticing how scrawny you look.” You retort, letting your foot drop to the floor so you can stand.

“You got a date?” He nods at your dress, eyes lingering at the slit that exposes just a little too much thigh.

You and Denki are just roommates, that’s it. You’re also both incredibly horny, bisexual disasters. Naturally, there’s attraction, lingering stares, and moments of tension, but it never goes past that.

Just roommates. You can’t cross that line. Kirishima had introduced you two after meeting in class one day, convinced you would hit it off. You sure as hell did. You cliqued pretty much instantly, both full of chaotic dumbass energy.

Eventually, Kirishima moved in with his boyfriend, Katsuki Bakugo. This left Denki with no roommate, which meant you got an invitation.

You were hesitant at first, moving in with somebody after a few months of friendship was a big step, but you and Denki just worked. Neither of you kept a schedule, you shared one brain cell, and you always made each other laugh.

So, of course you moved in. Two years later, it’s still you and Denki against the world. You take care of each other, he’ll bring you candy and a heating pad when you’re on your period, you’ll make him soup and play with his hair when he’s sick.

You’ve seen each other naked, heard each other have sex, and helped each other score hookups. You pick each other up when you’re sloppy drunk, and nurse each other through the hangover the next day.

You have not, and will not, cross the line of a sexual relationship with each other. You can’t afford to, neither of you can lose the movie nights, the screaming bad music in the car together, or the two in the morning waffle house runs.

“I did, but I’m not going.” You huff as you stomp over to the sink so you can wash off the makeup.

“I can’t get this stupid eyeliner right, I’ve tried like a million times and I can’t fucking do it.” You scrub your face a little too hard, turning your skin a bit red in the process.

“Want me to do it?” He asks, he says it like it’s obvious. It kind of is, the kid is wicked good at eyeliner, he does it nearly every day.

“If you pinky promise you won’t make me look stupid and sabotage my date.” You glare at him, hinting at a time when he did in fact sabotage a date.

“That was one time, which you thanked me for in the end, because the dude was a total fuckboy.” He holds up his hands in a defensive posture.

“You’re a total fuckboy, and you did not have to tell him I had fucking herpes.” You throw your wet rag at him, which he catches skillfully.

“I’m a whore, not a fuckboy. Big difference.” He says as he tosses the rag onto the side of the sink.

“What would that be?” You ask as you bend down to retrieve the eyeliner before handing it to him begrudgingly.

He accepts it with a grin, golden eyes lighting up as he pulls the cap off of the felt pen before giving it a good shake.

“Fuckboys are so selfish, they always leave someone wanting.” He shifts so he’s standing in front of you as you lean back against the counter.

He places one hand under your chin so you’ll tilt your face up for him.

“A whore keeps someone satisfied.” His voice drops slightly as he looks down at you.

You don’t look down at his lips, or his collar bones, or his abs…

“You’re such a flirt.” You say, crossing your arms, trying to put something between the two of you.

“Hell yeah I am, now close those eyes for me.” He winks and you roll your eyes before closing them.

His hand slides up from your chin so you can hold the side of your face, his thumb lifts your eyelid slightly.

The feeling of his hand touching your face so gently shouldn’t make your heart rate increase, the feeling of his breath on your face shouldn’t make your knees a little unsteady. Most of all, Denki being this close shouldn’t be making you this dizzy.

You’ve walked in on him jerking it, you’ve even walked in on him balls deep in somebody else. You and Denki are close, you’ve stood this close before, with less clothing, why does it all of a sudden feel so different? No, it doesn’t. It can’t.

You feel the felt tip of the eyeliner press into your eyelid, he moves so fluently. He flicks his wrist at the end of the line, he shifts and does the other eye with the same precision.

“Open.” You do as he says, blinking up at him, raising your eyebrows in question as he looks you over.

A pleased smile creeps onto his face.

“You’re real pretty, ya know?” He says softly, grabbing your chin gently so he can turn your face from one side to the other.

The compliment makes your cheeks grow warmer. Your eyes dart down as you shift on your feet a little bit.

“You’re a sap.” You grumble before turning to check his work in the mirror.

It’s perfect, just a delicate little wing that enhances your eye shape. Perfect for a first date, Denki has always been better at makeup, and it’s always driven you just a little insane.

“What else are you gonna do?” He asks, making eye contact with you through the mirror.

“What do you mean?” You say as you grab your mascara and start applying it.

“Well are you gonna do anything with this?” He ruffles the top of your hair, you drop the mascara so you can bat his hand away.

“Dude, knock it off.” You say, you try to sound pissed, but start laughing when he wraps his arm around your neck so he can put you in a headlock.

“Only if you let me fix the rat’s nest on your head.” He laughs as you struggle to pull his arm off.

“I can do my own hair you sparky bastard.” You reach over and pinch his side.

He yelps and releases you from the hold, he raises his hands up and gives you a mischievous look.

“Oh, you want sparky?” Small snaps of electricity start to emit from his palms.

“Denki Kaminari, if you zap me I will suplex you.” You warn him, looking around for something you can grab to defend yourself with.

He’s much quicker than you though, and his arms around your waist in an instant. He hoists you up into the air and sits your ass on the counter. You feel the little shocks popping at your sides as he pushes you so your back is pressed against the mirror. Your senses are invaded by his warmth and the smell of Axe body spray, a smell you’ve grown to love.

“Denki, no! This shit always makes my hair all frizzy!” You protest as involuntary giggles leave your chest.

“Aw, sweetheart, are you sayin’ you can feel electricity between us?” He wiggles his eyebrows as his fingers stall.

“I will puke on you if you say any more cheesy shit.” You warn him, trying to keep your face straight, but you crack up at the melodramatic expression that crosses his face.

Then he delivers a particularly strong zap to the meat of your hip.

You don’t have time to control the way your body reacts. There’s no chance for you to keep your back arches, or the way you let out a fuck. The way you shiver is a little too intimate, your voice a little too broken. All of which Denki pays a little too much attention to.

You both settle and freeze, his sharp eyes meet yours. You’ve seen Denki Kaminari look serious a grand total of twice in the time you’ve known him. The first time was when you were ridiculously sick last winter, fever and chill with the works. The second time is now.

He watches you carefully, one eyebrow shooting up.

“Did that tickle?” He questions, a hint of amusement in his voice.

“It- yeah- it also fucking hurt, asshole.” You grumble, pushing at his chest so you can hop off the counter.

You try to shove past him with your head down, desperate to get out from under the weighty tension in the bathroom. Denki grabs you around the wrist though, stopping you in your tracks.

Your eyes meet as another wave of nerves washes over your body.

“Are we gonna talk about it?” His voice is steady, but tentative.

“There’s nothing to talk about.” Your voice is just above a whisper.

Though, there certainly was.

You both stand there for a brief beat of thick silence, watching, waiting. You must imagine the way his lip twitches, the way his body shifts forward slightly…

No fucking way.

You turn on your heels and make your way out of the bathroom quickly.

You’re in your room with the door closed in no time. You lean against the back of it, catching the breath you didn’t realize you had lost.

What the hell was that? And why did it feel so… good?

No. Fuck no. Not with Denki.

You get ready in a huff, positively full of angst and confusion.

You shove it all down. It’s normal, right? To have a bit of tension with somebody you know so well, live so closely with, care for so deeply. You and Denki know each other. That’s all.

Your outfit isn’t much, but it’s enough for a first day. The colors are flattering against your complexion, the fabric clings in the right places. It’s nice, just nice.

You walk quietly from your room to the living room where Denki is sitting on the couch, legs spread wide with an arm across the back. Looking absolutely delicious- fuck- no not delicious. He just looks like Denki.

“That’s cute.” He says, he motions up and down with his phone, directing his comment at your outfit.

“Thanks.” You say a little too shortly, feeling the guilt immediately.

“I’ll be home later.” You say as you grab your keys from the dish.

“Be safe.” He calls after you.

Fuck.

***

Your date is an absolute disaster, nothing short of a trainwreck. It’s one of those dates that drains you. You politely nod as they ramble on about themselves, laugh at the bad and very insensitive jokes, and indulge in the small talk. Most of all, you miss Denki. You contribute very little, enjoy nothing, and wait for the end of the dreadful two hours you set aside for this.

You pay for dinner quickly, declining their offer for drinks, giving some bullshit excuse about having to work in the morning and being tired. You’re off tomorrow, and you’re wide awake.

You’re itching to get back to your apartment, dying to tell Denki all about your date’s wet cardboard personality. Hopefully, the bizarre moment you shared in the bathroom will be ignored and buried.

Never to be seen again.

You bust into the apartment, shuck off your bag and kick off your shoes. Denki is no longer on the couch, but at the kitchen table huddled over a cup of tea. The lights are all low or off, leaving him in mostly darkness. His posture is odd, slouched, defeated almost.

“Who died?” You try to joke, usually able to earn a chuckle with that line.

Denki doesn’t chuckle though, he sniffles.

“Sparky? What’s wrong?” You’re on him instantly, feet moving on their own.

Your hands are on the sides of his face, pulling up so he has to look at you. Your heart clenches and your chest burns as soon as the small amount of light catches his face.

His left cheek is painted with a deep red and purple bruise. His bright eyes search your face as you take the sight in, and you’re suddenly filled with fiery rage when you see how heartbroken he looks.

“Who the fuck-”

“It was my fault.” He cuts you off, grabbing your wrists so he can pull your hands off his face.

“Denki, what-”

“I told him we would hook up, so he thought we would. When I got there he had a bad vibe so I tried to leave… but he didn’t like that and he-”

You hush him when his breathing picks up, when you see tears well and his lip quiver.

“Hey, it’s ok, you’re ok.” You pull him against your chest, making a mental note to find and throttle the bastard that did this.

But that can wait. You and Denki had both returned from dates fairly busted up. The bruises were always one that were wanted though, never like this. A bad date was always laughed over, never cried over. The very thought of somebody laying their hands on Denki like this… it makes your skin crawl, it makes you want to kill.

His arms are around your waist immediately, hands grabbing as your clothes, pulling you closer. You hold each other for a long while until you feel his leg start bouncing and his fingers start to twitch.

You pull back and look down at him. He looks so displaced, so frantic and caught off guard. He needs something to do. Something to focus on. You can tell he’s not ready to talk, but he’s ready to be distracted, talking will come later.

“Will you help me get this shit off my face?” You ask gently, sliding your hand through his hair.

He blinks hard before wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.

“Yeah- shit- I’m sorry, how was your date?” He asks, doing a shit job as pulling himself together.

“Don’t be sorry. It was awful. All they talked about was their college glory days.” You sigh, thumb running over his forehead.

“That didn’t win you? What’s wrong with you?” He asks, voice dripping with sarcasm.

There he is, or at least he’s trying.

“I missed you the whole time.” It slips out, runs away from you. You mean it though, god do you mean it.

He looks up at you with that same uneasy, distraught look. It almost makes you buckle. You feel pulled to fall into his lap, wrap yourself around him and press sweet kisses into his neck. You can’t, you know you can’t. He would probably be pissed if you crossed that line.

He doesn’t answer, he just nods silently, eyes falling to the ground as he stands up.

“Let’s get that shit off your face.”

You end up perched on the counter again as he wipes your makeup off with a warm cloth. It may seem backwards, him taking care of you, to most people it is. During your time together, you’ve learned that Denki feels useless if he isn’t helping.

When something is hurting him, he’s healed by pouring into someone else, so you let him. You’ll ice his bruise later, bring him water and medicine once you help him scratch this itch.

He takes his time with you, wiping away the makeup he did for you. The dull ache returns to your chest as he works. The soft glow of the bathroom nightlight is your only illumination, giving the room a painfully intimate environment.

He slowly wipes the cloth across your forehead one last time, laying it on the sink before bringing his hand up to hold your chin like he had earlier. You can’t help but glance at his bruise and simply hurt deep inside. You hate that you weren’t there, that you couldn’t stop it.

He breathes for a moment, looking at the planes of your face, eyes lingering in your lips for a bit too long.

“Pretty…” It’s a soft confession, something far too tender for the nature of your relationship.

His admittance settles somewhere deep within you, it wraps itself around your heart and warms it. It’s almost overwhelming and definitely terrifying.

“Do you need to eat?” You kill the building flames immediately, stamp them out with a stubborn foot.

He doesn’t mean it, he’s just vulnerable, he’s just emotional. You’d be an asshole to give into it.

“I could eat.” He sighs.

***

“This is so fucking stupid.” Denki laughs, irritated by the default plot line of the chick flick on tv.

You had ordered your favorite takeout, too much of it, to share as you watch. Slowly, you had pulled him out of his shaken state. With plenty of talk about your awful date, several good laughs, and the occasional soft spoken “you’re okay”. Denki is now settled with his head in your lap as he criticizes the lazy drama of the film.

“Why won’t they just stop being stupid and just… like each other?” He whines, gesturing at the tv with an inpatient hand.

“Dude they can’t. It would ruin the tension for them to like each other right now.” You explain.

He sits up and huffs before grabbing a handful of popcorn.

“But they could work. They could really work.” He says as he stuffs his face.

He seems so genuinely thoughtful, despite his grievances with the quality of the movie, he’s involved.

“Maybe they could.” You say, watching him instead of the movie.

He feels it when he looks at you, squeezing his ribs, trickling down his spine. The overwhelming, almost blind urge to lean in and kiss you. But he can’t, so he doesn’t.

“Could they?” He whispers.

You’re both frozen, trapped in the beam that’s suddenly shining down on you. It exposes every crack and corner of your relationship, leaving you both ripped open and afraid.

He’s leaning in again like he did in the bathroom, closer and closer and closer… until he grabs his damn drink.

Fuck.

A blush spreads across your cheeks, stomach aching with embarrassment. You pull back, shoving yourself under a blanket. You weren’t too obvious, right? You didn’t lean in too much… right?

He takes a long sip then sets the drink down harshly, not enough to make you jump, but enough to make you pay attention.

“Can we stop, please?” He says as he stands up, he runs his hands through his hair and huffs before he starts to pace.

“What?” You ask, trying to sound as oblivious as possible.

“Dude.” He turns on you, looking exhausted, eyes begging you for something.

“Denki- I, you need sleep…” You stand up and start to tidy, not really doing anything though. Just picking up cups and setting them down to look busy.

“I don’t need sleep.” He snaps before grabbing you by the shoulders. His eyes are wild, frantic, searching.

“What do you need?” You ask, hands shaking at your sides. His body sags, hands releasing you so he can hug himself.

“I don’t know.” It’s short and rushed, and he leaves you no time to respond before he storms off to his bedroom. His feet stomp, the door slams, and you fall to the couch in a heap.

This cannot be happening, not to you and Denki. You both just need sleep, you just need to brush it off and start again tomorrow. He’s emotional. He’s just emotional.

You turn the TV off, sneering at the couple kissing on it. You clean up slowly, setting dishes in the sink to be done tomorrow.

It’s ok. You’re ok. Emotions run high after bad dates, after traumatic events. It’s human nature. That’s all, you and Denki will be ok, you always are.

Your shoulders draw up when you hear his door open again, staying busy at the sink as you heard him walk into the kitchen.

“Can we talk about it?” His voice is unsteady, it tugs on your heart as you spin to face him.

“Talk about wha-”

“Please. Don’t.” He sighs as he steps towards you.

He’s too damn pretty when he’s tired. His cheeks get all pink, with glassy eyes and a shiny nose. Even with his busted cheek bone, he’s so… pretty.

Denki’s feelings have always run hot, he loves fast and hurts deeply. You can’t even begin to imagine the tsunami of emotion he must have pounding against his chest. You see it in his eyes though, something is breaking him.

“We could work.” He closes the distance between you even more, giving you no room to hide once your backside hits the counter.

“Denki…” You put your hands on his chest, trying to put something between you two, trying to cling to the line that’s been drawn.

“We could. Just- you don’t have to answer. Just think about it.” And then he’s gone again, away to hide in his room. Leaving you shocked and overwhelmed.

We could work.

You could, and you know it, you’re just not ready to accept it.

***

Sleep doesn’t come well, or even at all. You do think about it, all night. It’s the only thing on your mind as you toss and turn and huff. The sun is already peaking up into the sky, bathing your room in a hazy glow.

We could work.

Just because you could, doesn’t mean it wouldn’t be foolish of you to try. This is a friendship neither of you can afford to lose. You have some confidence that it could indeed withstand an awkward attempt at a relationship… but what if the attempt wasn’t awkward? Denki had told you, drunkenly, how much he loved you. He slept next to you when you cried, held you and talked you down. He knew how many sugars to put in your coffee and how you never bothered to match your socks.

Over time, Denki had memorized you as a person, and you had done the same for him. Isn’t that what you’re supposed to have in a partner? Someone who knows you, someone who makes it safe to be known.

Knock knock

It’s a courtesy knock, something he does to let you know he’s coming in. You never keep your door locked, and he’s always allowed in.

“Mornin’.” He says with a scratchy voice as he peaks into your room.

Fucking hell. Why does he have to be so pretty all the time?

“Mornin’.” You reply

You pull the blankets up around your chest, you realize now you’re in one of his t-shirts, not uncommon, but entirely too intimate given recent events.

He sits on the edge of your bed, all messy hair and puffy eyes. He offers you one of the coffee cups he’s holding, and it smells divine. You accept it as you sit up right, crossing your legs and clinging to your blankets.

His bruise is darker, yellow around the edges with deep red and purple splotches. It gives your chest the same tight feeling, something helpless and angry.

“I’m sorry, I was out of line.” He says quietly.

“You were right, I was emotional and I needed sleep and I definitely shouldn’t have dumped it on you.”

He fidgets while he talks, leg bouncing as his fingers dance around his mug. You reach out to rub his back, but he flinches. He fucking flinches.

Neither of you speak, but you meet each other’s eyes. He looks sorry, so sorry. He looks embarrassed and scared and guilty.

Slowly, you grab both cups and set them on your nightstand. You open your arms to him, still not speaking, not opening the door for him to apologise for something that isn’t his fault.

He falls into you easily, arms around your waist with his face against your neck. He crumbles there, unable to articulate, only able to cry. You hold him close, rub circles in his back and play with his hair. You let him go as long as he needs to, sitting with him, hurting with him.

“Denki?” You tread carefully, using your softest voice.

He looks up then, with a rosey face and searching eyes.

“You’re safe here. You’re safe with me.”

Something you’ve never seen before flashes in his eyes, something soft and warm, something that makes you want to fall forward into him like he just did with you.

You don’t, though, you stay still.

“Thank you.” He whispers.

Then, with all the caution and care in the world, he places a kiss on your forehead. It’s so simple, it’s been done a million times between the two of you, but it sits differently in your chest this time. It stays there, taking up space, spreading through you. That feeling of wanting to cross a line.

“Do you want to make breakfast?” He asks as he wipes at his face with his sleeves.

“Of course. You want those big ass waffles I make?” You ask, trying to lighten the mood.

His grin is slow to appear, but it does appear, and it’s as dazzling as always.

“I always want some big ass waffles.”

***

The rest of the day is spent in close proximity with each other, not unusual, but like everything else the past twenty four hours, it feels different.

You share you sit with knees touching while you eat your waffles, pee with the door open, he puts the toothpaste on your toothbrush for you. It’s all so normal for you two, but god it feels so different. It feels more important, it feels more… wholesome? Maybe? Not quite, that word isn’t entirely applicable. Neither you to Denki are wholesome in any capacity. Then a horrible thought scrambles into your mind.

It feels romantic. It feels domestic. It feels like a relationship.

It hits you while you’re helping him clean up the mess you’ve made cooking dinner. It’s in the way his hand ghosts over your waist when he slides behind you, the way he gets you more to eat without asking him to, the way makes you laugh so naturally.

Fuck.

You love him, you know this as a fact. You love him more than anyone, he knows you inside and out and you know him. You’re just now realizing in exactly what way you love him. He holds your hair when you puke, he rubs your back when you cramp, he pretends to be your boyfriend to scare off bad dates. He loves you too.

“Denki.” Your voice is quiet, your hands shake.

“Can we talk about it?”

His whole body tenses as he sets down the plate he was rinsing. He turns slowly, as if to avoid frightening you.

“Can we?” He asks gently, hopefully.

You step towards him, twisting your fingers around each other anxiously.

“This… works, doesn’t it?” You ask, awkwardly gesturing between the two of you.

He closes more of the distance, standing only inches from you.

“It does, and it could.” He says gently.

“What If it doesn’t?” You wonder out loud, fear creeping up your spine.

“Then it doesn’t.” He says simply.

“And we’ll be ok?”

“We’ll be ok.”

You stand in silence, keeping an eye on each other as you both process the information. He does that leaning thing again, like he wants to be closer. Then you panic.

“But it would be stupid.” You say as you turn away, wringing your hands around each other while you pace. He lets out a sigh and throws his hands up, exhausted with the back and forth.

“Right, because you and I would never do anything stupid.” His voice is rough, impatient, unfamiliar.

“We can’t afford to be stupid with this, dude. Can’t you see that?” You argue.

“Then we can be careful with it, we can start slow, we can ease into it.” He’s nearly begging, stepping towards you again.

“Ease into what!?” You turn on him, stopping him in his tracks.

“Don’t play dumb.” He crosses his arms, you mirror him, both skittish, both afraid.

“Tell me you don’t want this, and we won’t talk about it ever again. You have my word.” He offers, but he doesn’t want to.

You stand there, weighing your options, chest seizing as you watch his vibrant eyes search your face.

You can’t tell him you don’t want it. You can’t lie to him.

“I- Denki… I can’t lose you. We can’t fuck this up.” You feel tears prick at your eyes and a tightness in your throat, the very idea of being without your best friend makes you panic.

“You won’t fucking lose me. You have me, all of me. We won’t fuck this up if we just keep doing what we do.” He tries to keep his voice calm, but he breaks a little.

Another moment of heavy silence is spent between you, chests rising and falling rapidly, hands twitching as minds race.

Denying this any longer would be a crime, a horrible waste of time. Something snaps then, something gives in, and the line is crossed.

His hands are at the side of your face and his forehead falls against yours. Breath is hot, hands are needy, hearts are aching.

“Please, god, please.” You grab at his wrists, not to push him off, to pull him in, keep him close.

“I want you, need you, please.” You confess.

And then your soul is in flames. He shudders and his lips are on yours as soon as he can get them there. All at once, and not soon enough, the line you had both been clinging to is crossed. His hands hold your face so tightly as he works his lips against yours, kissing you with all he has left, letting loose all the times he’s wanted to before. It’s all consuming, it’s mind numbing, it’s (no pun intended) fucking electric.

He walks you back as he kisses you urgently until your ass hits the counter, his hands are on the backs of your thighs instantly. He whispers a quick jump against your lips. You do exactly that.

Now seated on the counter, you spread your legs so he can settle between them. He slides in perfectly, lips still hot and greedy against your own. His hands cling to your hips while yours claw at his back.

He breaks from you, panting with his pupils blown wide.

“Can we do something stupid?” He asks between puffs of air.

“Please, Denki, please.” You sigh, grabbing at his shirt. He grabs it by the collar and rips it off, revealing the body you’ve seen so often, but now you get to know it.

“I wanna taste your pussy.” He whispers before pressing his open mouth against your neck.

The words send a shock all the way down your body. The sparks fly and then settle between your legs where you feel his hard length pressing against your heat.

“Haven’t shaved.” You say, slightly embarrassed.

“Like I fucking care.” And then his hands are at your clothes, pulling them off and throwing them away until you’re left completely bare for him.

His skin feels like heaven against yours, warm and dewy and right.

“Gonna make you feel so good, fuck.” The last word is said with a tone of disbelief.

His hands slide up your sides, gathering your breasts so he can tease your nipples with his thumbs.

He smirks against your neck when you gasp and arch against him, pushing your bodies even closer together.

“Sensitive little thing, aren’t you?” He taunts.

“You’re talking too much.” You let out a breathy laugh at his teasing before planting your hand on top of his head and pushing him down.

He gladly falls to his knees, he throws one of your legs over his shoulder like it’s life or death before finally looking at your soaked center.

“Oh my fucking god.” He sighs.

“I wanna tease you but holy hell, I gotta-” He’s on you before you can brace at all, his tongue licks along your slit slowly, almost reverently.

And then he moans. It’s something whiney, something achey, escaping from the back of his throat.

He doesn’t stop, he doesn’t pull away, he finds the spot that makes you jump and sets up camp. He kitten licks your clit until your hands are pulling at his hair as you gasp above him.

It’s all so much, it’s all so good. Especially when he finally presses two fingers into you. He steps a gentle pace, a soothing push and pull that feels incredible. He works and works and works until your thighs are trembling and you’re babbling praises.

“Denki- fuck- there, right there, fuck fuck fuck.” He eats you so sweetly, with so much precision.

You almost anticipated him being more reckless, more sloppy. He isn’t though, he takes his time, learning your sweet spots, finding the angle that makes you crumble.

And he does.

You reach your end when he flattens his tongue and curls his fingers, massaging every part of you. His name falls from your lips in a broken cry, hands tug at his hair as your thighs squeeze his head.

He helps you through it, licking and fingering slowly to ease you back down, letting you feel every last nerve erupt in pleasure.

“Fuck that was perfect, you’re so fucking sweet.” He sighs against you.

You don’t answer, you can’t, you just grab at him until he gets the hint to stand up.

“Need you inside me, please, Denki please.”

“That’s funny.” He says thoughtfully, pulling down his sweats and briefs to reveal his very hard, very pretty dick.

“What?” You ask, breathless as he steps between your legs. He grabs at his length and gives it a few lazy strokes before pressing his head up against your cunt. The action makes you shiver and dig your nails into his shoulder.

“Didn’t think you were one to beg.” He says with a trembling voice, body buzzing with anticipation.

Then he presses in, replacing any smart remark you may have had with a gasp. It’s definitely a stretch, but god it’s incredible. He fills you so well, presses all of the right spots as he slides in.

“Denki- shit.” Your head falls back against the cabinet, your brain turns to mush as you try to fully comprehend how you ended up here, most of all how you went so long without this.

“So fucking tight.” He pants as he bottoms out, his praise makes you clench, which in turn makes his head fall back with a sweet little gasp.

He pulls in a sharp breath through his teeth, his top lip pulls up almost like he’s in pain. You know he isn’t though, he’s just savoring it.

With a frantic hand, you reach up and grab at the hair at the nape of his neck. You pull him back down against you, both moaning into the kiss when he moves his hips back slowly.

Your lips are messy against each other, bodies working together, finally colliding the way they’re meant to. He keeps his hips moving, setting a perfect, smooth pace. His hands settle on your hips as your stay in his hair.

You’re more vocal than usual, moaning out little praises, needing more and begging for it.

“You feel so good, don’t stop, baby- feels so fucking good.” Your lips quiver as you speak, making you sound so weak and needy. That mixed with the affectionate name does something to Denki, something that names him break a little more.

He buries his face into your neck, whispering a harsh fuck that sounds strangled and desperate. His thrusts get a little faster, his hands grab you a little tighter, and all you feel is Denki.

Your whole body buzzes, in your fingertips, the backs of your thighs, you feel him everywhere.

You don’t even consider the mess that you’ll make on the counter, don’t mind the bruises he’ll leave on your hips, it’s all worth it. So fucking worth it.

“Look at me, look at me when I make you cum.” One of his hands comes up to hold your face as he speaks frantically.

His words set off a cloud of butterflies in your stomach, every sensation building, becoming more intense. You nod pitifully as you lean into his hand, chasing your high with each of his deep, filling thrusts.

The feeling of his hand on your hip reminds you of the last time he had you sitting on a counter like this. You remember how he shocked you, how it went straight to your cunt, how much you loved the feeling.

Body jolting with each thrust, your hand falls over his on your hip. You give him one look, and his eyebrows shoot sky high.

“Yeah? You want me to shock you?” His voice climbs as he speaks, so high and pretty and needy.

“Yes, fuck yes, please, Denki.” You plead, you’re so damn close, you just need that final push.

He doesn’t waste any time. As soon as you ask so sweetly, his palm starts to spark, biting at your skin. You cry out and throw your head forward, the electricity drives you up a wall, absolutely hooked on the sensation.

“That’s it, cum nice and hard for me sweetheart.” His other hand moves down to thumb at your clit and that’s all it takes.

“I’m gonna- ohmyfuckinggod- Denki! Shit!” You sob against his skin as he zaps you just a little more. It makes you delirious, you shiver and jolt as your hands claw down his back.

He fucks you through it, moans and praises fall from his lips as you crest. Your walls quiver around him, almost finishing him off too. Somehow, he keeps it together, he holds his pace until he’s sure you’re on your way back down.

“That’s it baby, that’s it.” He coos as his thrust become more shallow, “Oh fuck.”

He pulls out and jacks himself off only a few times before he’s spilling onto your thigh, painting the skin hot white ropes.

Your hand darts down to gather his release on your fingers before bringing it to your lips. You make a show of licking it up, popping your fingers from your mouth as your eyes flutter shut.

“Oh you dirty fuckin’ girl.” He muses, he gathers the rest up with his thumb so he can press it into your mouth.

You swirl your tongue around his thumb, looking up at him with a doe eyed expression.

You never dreamed you two would ever end up here, feeling and tasting each other in the filthiest of ways, but god it feels so right.

You stay there for just a moment, clinging to the high and each other, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

As your breathing steadies, his hands are placed gently around your waist, thumbs playing at the bottom of your ribs.

You share a moment of silence, waiting for the other to make the first move.

“Wanna talk about it?” Denki asks, a smile playing at his lips. You let out a breathy laugh, head falling forward so you can lean your forehead against his collar bone.

You start to press soft kisses across his chest, he hand slides to play with the hair at the back of your head.

“I don’t think we have to.” You kiss up his chest until you’re looking up at him.

“This works, doesn’t it?” He asks fondly, looking as stunning as ever, bruise and all.

“This works.” You confirm.

With that, he ducks down suddenly, arms sliding around you so he can throw you over his shoulder.

“Denki! What the hell?” You laugh, pounding at his back playfully.

“If we aren’t talkin’ we’re fuckin’. This isn’t a one and done deal baby.” He says as you round the corner to your bedroom, he throws you on the bed so you land with a bounce and a giggle.

“I hope you don’t have plans for the next six hours.” He falls into you, kissing all over your neck and collarbones.

“Hey.” You say quietly.

“Hmm.” He responds between kisses.

“I love you, sparky.”

He pauses, looking up at you with his luminant eyes.

“I know.” His face splits into a teasing grin.

You punch his shoulder, pouting dramatically.

He inches up the bed, caging you with his arms so he can cradle your head with his hands. He looks at you thoughtfully for just a moment before leaning down to kiss you.

It’s gentle and careful this time, slow and thought out. It makes you absolutely melt.

“I love you too.” He whispers against your lips.

It does work, it works beautifully. It was a slow and not so steady road, but you two knuckleheads did it. You crossed that damn line.

[bakugohoex]

“that’s literally the definition of jealous, you dumbass”

pairing: katsuki bakugo x female reader

cw: explicit language and kissing

word count: 2500+

a/n: hey this is my first one shot on tumblr, i haven’t written in almost 3 years now and i thought i should get back into it, so here i am. hope you guys enjoy it.

summary: in which bakugo finds y/n and todoroki getting closer than normal, the more he sees them together the more rage he builds up over someone who he thought was just an extra to him

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It wasn’t like you weren’t friends with Bakugo, you were, there had never been any formal introductions at the beginning of class 1-a, instead a quirk test. It wasn’t that it was boring to see people’s quirks but the only one that stood out was Bakugo’s, his ability to reach the top made you admire him until he opened his mouth. You had just scrapped number 2 on the stupid test something you were proud of, it being the first time you could use your quirk without damage.

He had come up to you by the end of the day, rambling on about some Deku kid who you assumed was the guy who broke his finger. “Fucking Deku” he hadn’t bothered introducing himself and instead rambled on about how much he hated this Deku kid.

“Who are you?” You look at him with the most unamusable face as he stared back watching you intensively.

“Katsuki, Katsuki Bakugo.”

“Oh, okay and why are you talking to me?” You longed out the ‘and’ questioning, why had some boy who you had just met following you and rambling about some Deku.

He stares at you as the both of you continue to walk out of UA, “you got second, just after me dumbass, you need to know that you’ll never beat me.”

“Oh, is this like a i’m not here to make friends you’re all just insignificant to my life kinda routine.” You cocked your head back in a laugh as he huffs in agreement to what you said starting to walk away.

“Nice to meet you Bakugo I’m y/n y/l/n.” The smirk that was plastered on your face making the explosive boy become even more angry.

Even with that being the first encounter with Bakugo there continued to be many more, even helping to find Bakugo after he was captured by the league of villains and the dorm system being implemented. Moments occurred where both Bakugo and you would spend lunches and breaks talking to each other even occasionally walking to and from school.

The relationship wasn’t conventional, but you were friends in some way, so when Bakugo saw something he never expected he was angry, not just normal Bakugo angry though the rage he held was something more, something he couldn’t explain.

“Todoroki look what I got last weekend?” You left your desk, your presence clearly making Bakugo turn around as he saw you sitting on Todoroki’s desk as he sat in his seat. Your legs were swinging with your skirt riding to your thighs. You were showing him something on your phone as Bakugo tried to see, angry that you were that close to that extra and even showing him your legs that were covered by your thigh highs that pushed your thighs together. “Do you like it?”

He heard Todoroki reply making his blood boil, “any guy would love that y/n”. He could hear your laugh as he turned around not wanting to see any more, as he was writing something the pen snapped before throwing it in the bin just missing Mineta who was sharpening his pencil.

This wasn’t the last time he was going to see you and Todoroki spending time together, a couple hours after the first incident he watched as he saw you with your bento box you were talking to Todoroki again, Bakugo was about to call out to you to tell you to join him and Kirishima but instead you turned around showing Todoroki your arm which has the scar that you had told Bakugo about months prior. He wasn’t jealous it was just a stupid story of you falling when you were a kid, so why was he angry again. Did he think it was some private secret between the two of you?  Todoroki and you walked to where Izuku was and sat beside them.

“Fucking Deku” He mutters as he watches you smile at a shitty joke Izuku probably said.

Bakugo stood up not wanting to see anymore knowing he’d break something again, he walked out of the lunch room as he went to get some air, his quirk wanting to be released. He hid his palms as sweat was building up, he couldn’t wait for some training later. All the pent-up anger he had would finally be gone and he wouldn’t have to see you all up in Todoroki.

As Bakugo was walking back to lunch he could hear your voice ringing in his ears, “Shoto” you face him as he smiles at you, “why does everybody like you? Is it because you’re hot and cool” you laugh as Shoto gave a smile at your idiotic behaviour, trying to supress a laugh at how bad the joke was. Bakugo didn’t want to hear your laugh especially beside Todoroki and even worse you were calling him Shoto. He was still Bakugo, why hadn’t it changed, he’d known you longer, you were friends, weren’t you?

The day continued, you were luckily paired up with Momo who wasn’t as harsh as the guys were, it went a lot quicker than usual, and as you finished getting changed, you left for the dorms. Shoto was waiting outside as you ran up smiling at him as you pushed into him your arms touching, Bakugo had come out at the same time, he was going to ask you to walk to the dorms, immediately his face fell as he saw your arms touching Todoroki.

“Everything all right.” Kirishima asked as he saw Bakugo’s face fall.

Bakugo quickly became his normal angry self, “I want to be in fucking bed.”

“Woah its not even 8PM yet.” Kirishima laughed as they walked back to the dorms.

Arriving at the dorms, Bakugo saw you and Mina on the couch, you were still wearing your uniform with you tie hanging off your neck as the front three buttons were unbuttoned, you’d taken off your shoes left in your socks that you’d brought from your knees down to your ankles.

Both of you hadn’t realised Bakugo was behind you before Mina started speaking again, “you still like him then.”

“Duh! Of course, I do, have you seen him?” You sign leaning against the couch.

Bakugo continued to listen, you liked someone? Who was it? It better not be fucking Icy Hot!

“Well I don’t know; you always hide your feelings from me.”

You look up at Mina, “Oh shut up, I need my bed, Momo hit me across the room.”

“Sounds like you’re changing the subject Y/n” You had stood up putting your socks back to your thighs as you did so.

You stick your tongue out as you flipped her off, “Fuck off.” You laugh walking out of the room.

Bakugo pretended to be walking towards you as if he hadn’t heard anything, “Hey Bakugo, I haven’t seen you all day.” You smile as he gives a scowl.

“Why would I want to see you anyway?” He crossed his arms walking past you.

Hurt. You felt hurt, you’d thought your relationship with Bakugo was improving but now it just seemed like he didn’t care about you even as a friend. “Fuck, how am I supposed to tell him I like him.” You whisper as you walk to the elevator.

The next day rolled out quickly, both Bakugo and you not even looking at each other, Bakugo would normally come in and turn around to see your face every morning, nothing this morning though. You looked down. Had you done something wrong?

You had been partnered up with Shoto which you were happy about needing a friend, the scowl on Bakugo’s face said the opposite for him. He watched as the both of you were sparring, seeing Todoroki hitting you with ice and you were hitting him back with your own quirk.

“Bakugo pay attention.” Kirishima shouted as he was running towards the explosive boy.

Bakugo kept watching before he saw you trip up on Todoroki causing the both of you to fall, you had landed on the hard chest of Todoroki, his arms wrapped around your waist, you both looked at each other staring into each other’s eyes. Your legs were inside his own, laughing in embarrassment as you both stayed in the position to work out the best way to get out of it.

That’s what started it, the blood boiling as Bakugo had watched the scene, you both laughing, finally helping each other get up, you were touching hands, arms, bodies something Bakugo hadn’t done with you. He wasn’t jealous, it wasn’t jealousy. He kept telling himself but with the explosion in his hands that flamed up into a bright yellow hue that looked like it could harm All Might himself, Bakugo threw it at Kirishima who had hardened just in time as he had witnessed Bakugo’s eyes go a blood red.

Kirishima fell to the ground as everybody saw him on the ground, “Kirishima” you say running to him alongside the whole class.

Questions came from the whole class as Bakugo stood there before storming away, you noticed the blond boy leave as you quickly followed trying to not be caught by Aizawa. Bakugo was pacing quickly away as you had to run to catch up to him.

“Bakugo.” You shout as he stops, he slowly turns around his eyes still a blood red looking to murder.

“What?” He spits out.

You walk closer to him, “Where are you going?”

“None of your damn business shitty woman.” You looked up at him before huffing.

This had been the second time Bakugo had let his feelings control his mouth in front of you and it was making it harder to see if he had any feelings back for you.

You spoke as he was looking around, “you don’t need to be a dick.”

You walk back to the class, to make sure Kirishima was fine. He wasn’t hurt that badly, but he already knew that to be partnered up with Bakugo was a cause for disaster to occur. Bakugo had come back and was shouting at something Sero had said as he had been made to partner up with Sero in the meantime. He would give sly looks at you and Todoroki who continued to talk to like a normal person would. Bakugo had finally realised that he had fucked it with you, and you were better off with Icy Hot.

After the class got dismissed you and Todoroki walked back to the dorms again, this time Bakugo couldn’t handle seeing the both of you so close, he pushed past Todoroki hitting shoulders. You look at him as Todoroki was fine but the anger you felt was building up.

“Are you okay?” You ask Todoroki as you both walk into the dorms.

“Yeah I’ve had a lot worse from Bakugo.” He laughs as you give a small smile, he walks towards his room as you go into the elevator, pressing the floor that had Bakugo’s room in.

You paced outside his room contemplating if you should even go inside and shout at him, you finally got the nerves and knocked on the door.

“Who the fuck is it?”

“It’s me.” Bakugo opens the door seeing your frame against his you were wearing you uniform with your tie stuffed in your bag that you’d chucked in your room.

“What the fuck do you want?” He hissed, you barged passed him as he rolled his eyes closing the door as you crossed your arms glaring at him.

He stood in front of you looking pissed, “What the fuck is your problem, first you hurt Kirishima and now you’re getting pissed at Todoroki, what is going on?”

He stays silent, “Really silence, Bakugo fucking tell me what’s going on, we’re…” you pause thinking, did Bakugo even class you as a friend, or where you just another extra to him. “friends.” You finally say.

“I was worried for you that’s all I just don’t want you to get close to Todoroki and get hurt cause then you’ll be sad and you won’t work to your potential and then you won’t be worthy competition.”

You stare at him, thinking of the bullshit you just heard come from his mouth, “Wut?”

“I said what I said.”

“Bakugo you do realise that doesn’t even fucking correlate together.” You look at him as he stares at you, “You’re not jealous or something.”

“What the fuck? No! Of Icy Hot? I’m better than him in every single way. He’s not good at anything, the only difference between us is that he has you and I don’t, I don’t care though, who needs you? I don’t!” The malice dripping from his tongue as he moves closer to you, you could almost feel his body heat against yours.

You look at him smugly, “That’s literally the definition of jealous, you dumbass.”

“I’m not fucking jealous.”

“Whatever.” You mutter before moving closer to him, “if you were I wouldn’t worry I only have eyes for one person…” You stand on your toes going to his ear as you can see his ears turn red, “and its most definitely not Shoto.”

You let go of him as your hands had gone to his chest, he stares down at you, “who is it then?”

Even with him asking casually you could see his eyes watching inventively, “I thought you didn’t care about me.”

“I don’t”

You start walking to his door as he looks at you, “I think I’ll ask him out actually.” You open the door but as soon as Bakugo heard those words he slams the door shut, his arm pushing the door closed as your head was just touching it.

“You are not leaving this fucking room.” He shouts as you cock your head to the side looking at him.

“And why not.” He pauses before speaking, “Don’t be a slut.”

“A slut? Don’t be jealous Katsuki.” You had said his first name without even realising, Bakugo’s eyes fell softly as he stared at you.

“Who do you like?” His arm was still on the door as he looked down almost embarrassed at ignoring your statement.

This was your chance, just say it, say his name Y/n. Do it!

“He’s here right now” You finally mustered out as he looked at you his eyes going wide, he doesn’t speak, just admired processing what he had just heard.

Your back had been to the door as his hand travelled to your throat softly grabbing it as he brought your lips to him, his lips were soft compared to your chapped lips, finally gaining moisture, the kiss became hungrier and hungrier. His hand choking you slightly as you were in between him pressed against the door, his other hand had travelled to your waist, with your hands in his hair. Slowly pushing himself onto you as you felt the kiss deepen.

You both let go to feel air before you finally spoke, the distance between your lips being a mere centimetre, “maybe I was jealous.” He spoke softly.

 “Maybe?” You give a small giggle as you both go in for another kiss, feeling his warmth and safety around you. 

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broke 1,000 followers (the fuck? I don't even make content people), so decided to write up a list of some (but not all, I'll make other lists later) of my favorite Bakugou-centric fic recs. my tastes run towards hurt/comfort, as you'll probably figure from the list. if there are some Baku-centric fics that you've enjoyed that aren't on here, please add them - this is definitely not a complete list of the ones I've read and love, but I'm always up for some recs. <3

fair warning, most of these are wips.

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Social Media 101 by WindsChild8178

Part 1: Survival Guide to Fucking Up

[Solely Bakugou’s point of view]

Katsuki Bakugou doesn’t have a gentle bone in his body. He’s aggressive in everything he does and does everything with 100% of his heart in it. After the Sport’s Festival, Katsuki starts to get harassed by strangers for his unheroic demeanor. It starts with letters but it doesn’t end there. The moment Katsuki realizes the harassment has entered dangerous territory and he needs to tell someone, it’s already too late.

Part 2: Post Traumatic Life Disorder

[Point of View opens up to Bakugou, teachers and classmates]

When the Dorms are finally built, everyone is settling in well, but things become tense as people begin to realize something isn’t right with the recently rescued Bakugou.

[Cannon compliant right up to after the License Exam]

hands down my favorite fic in the fandom right now. it’s the one that converted me into a Bakugou lover. if you have any fondness for Bakugou as a character then it’s likely you’ve read this one already, but if not, I can’t recommend it enough. incredibly depressing, but with the hope that comfort is coming soon in the next few chapters.

The Kids Will Be Alright, Eventually by NotWithThatAttitude

Bakugou is spiraling in the aftermath of Kamino and his friends are starting to notice. He's stubborn, aggressively independent, and less than willing to dig into his past, but after a breakdown that ends with a painful secret revealed, he starts to get help.

Whether he likes it or not.

Meanwhile, a new kind of villain threatens an uneasy peace following the loss of Allmight. Whispers build as a new narrative slowly takes shape:

Hero society needs to change.

Feat. Therapy, Dadzawa, best boy Kirishima, dysfunctional families, healing, growing up, and the mortifying ordeal of being known

guys.. the medical accuracy of this fic is just... *chef’s kiss*

I rarely see mental health genuinely handled well in fics, but this one goes above and beyond. kudos to the author for doing such excellent research into psychology, and making the application of it in here not-boring. also, while this one does have abusive!Mitsuki, it’s done in a way that feels realistic, and how I usually will see it occur in real life, rather than just for the hurt/comfort feels.

fair warning, the fic can be incredibly triggering (themes of severe depression, PTSD, panic attacks, rape survival, abuse survival, suicidal ideation/attempted suicide, among other things), so be safe and heed the tw’s if you decide to read. legitimately one of my Top Favorite fics in this fandom.

Lock and Key by autochorystalize

Bakugou made a choked, gravelly noise before croaking out a low, “You can’t be serious.” His fingers ached to blow up everything in the room.

“I’m sorry, young man, but you can’t change reality! This sometimes happens.” Recovery Girl clicked through his file, adding a new symbol in a previously empty slot.

- - -

A pair of eyes discreetly locked on to an explosive blond plowing his way forward, parting people in his path. He recognized the kid, of course. Anyone in the underbelly of society would recognize him, after the publicity of both UA’s Sports Festival and the events leading up to All Might’s fall. The uniform he was wearing cast away any doubts about the young man’s identity.

It was a bit of a surprise that the little firecracker presented as an omega.

- - - - - - - - -

Or: there are certain types of evil that seemed too distant, archaic violations and perversions that would never actually threaten bright-eyed heroes-in-training in the clean, modern world...but sometimes those evils aren't as distant as one might think.

remember when I said that I love a/b/o fics that are full of plot and world-building and gender-induced tension? that’s this one. the OC’s are fabulous and you love to hate ‘em. also, it’s the fic that made me fall head-over-heels for the TodoBaku dynamic, so it’s got a special place in my cold, dead heart. 

be warned, there are rather explicit non-con scenes between an adult (OC) and a minor (Bakugou) in this one, but the author warns for them in advance, and you could likely skip those parts without missing too much if you need to.

Never and Always, Eventually by Wawa_Boonliang

"Katsuki can remember the exact moment that he and Deku…that he and Midoriya Izuku became friends. He can also remember the moment he and Izuku became fierce rivals, a time when they were almost enemies.

However, what he remembers most clearly about their relationship is the moment that they moved passed rivals and became something more close than mere friends. Something more like brotherhood, something forged in fire and secured in the middle of a battlefield or in the midst of natural disaster where the number of the dead was climbing ever higher. And then it was torn from him."

Katsuki is given a second chance. A chance to save everyone. A chance to change everything.

But should he?

y’all. I’m a slutty, slutty whore for time travel fics. a time travel fic with autistic!coded Bakugou? it was love at first read.

Lessons Learned by Sif (Rosae)

Rather than the police station, Katsuki's friends bring him to a hospital after rescuing him from the villains. His wounds were minor, but it didn't make having them treated any less important. As it would so happen, Best Jeanist was also brought to this hospital after the attack.

Sometimes, small choices have a big impact on how a story plays out.

classic Bakugou hurt/comfort. this fic opened me up to the potential that could be a genuinely good Best Jeanist & Katsuki mentor-mentee relationship, and I kind of dig it and search ravenously for it in other fics now. I’m also a huge fan of the behind-the-scences Pro Hero Chat group.

Slope by sunfleurmoon

“I’m not a hero. Or a good person,” Katsuki says, giving Aizawa a pointed look, “So leave me alone. I don’t care about the League or UA, or you—” The two years he’s been away have been fine, more than fine, fucking fantastic actually if you ignore the bi-monthly near-death experiences. He doesn’t need this place. He doesn’t miss this place.

And yet, longing, a childish desire to tear up, or maybe blow something to bits, they all twist in his chest like a band of traitors regardless. “—I just want to go home.”

Or: the one where Katsuki and Izuku fail the first term exam, Aizawa discovers their pasts, and Katsuki is booted from UA. Featuring questionable descriptions of villain organizations, a slightly illegal moving shop, and your favorite emotionally constipated badass in distress with a newly discovered penchant for collecting strays.

paaaaaaiiiiiiiin. the hurt is ALIVE in this one. lots of tortured, angsty exploding child goodness. the OC’s are excellently crafted, and the Bakugou & Eri relationship? beautiful. definitely deserves a read.

Ground Zero by WindsChild8178

In the wake of Kamino, Katsuki is tested more than anyone could imagine. Bound by a villain’s quirk to keep his silence or die, he lives each day knowing it might very well be his last. He continues to work towards becoming a hero, keeping his secret from his classmates and teachers, focusing on making it through each day and trying not to allow the panic or depression to get the best of him. When the villain finally corners him with demands in exchange for his life, there is really only one answer Katsuki Bakugou can give.

honestly don't know which I want updated more - social media 101 or ground zero. this author's fics are amazing, and I really wasn't expecting the twist in this one. can't wait for windschild to come back to this fic some day.

The Defect by LadyGreenFrisbee

"Why do you want to win the Sports Festival so badly?" 

Because I want to see if the defect could usurp the masterpiece.

(In which Endeavor holds a terrible secret and Bakugo has to suffer since childhood for it.)

a great concept, and I adore the shouto and Katsuki sibling interaction here. hoping the author will come back to this one some day.

A Name That You'll Remember by Heronfem

Kirishima Eijirou is a Hero. Bakugou Katsuki... is not. Trapped in his toxic workplace and increasingly desperate to get out, Red Riot's days are only brightened by a new villain known as Caution, who's not exactly villainous and keeps accidentally doing good deeds. But when a real villain appears, a threat from the past that demands that Red Riot make the ultimate sacrifice to keep the public safe, Bakugou is forced into saving the day... and eventually, Red Riot himself.

sob story good guy villains are my weakness, this fic is a gem, and I'd kill for the sequel.

Our Hero by AnonymousTwit

He felt everything jerk to the side and throw his balance off before he saw anything, dust clouding his vision and irritating his lungs as the earth itself opened up to swallow them whole. For a single moment, in a millisecond's time, his wild eyes locked with Raccoon Eyes', hers alight with fear and adrenaline-fueled desperation. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he realized that it was the first time she'd looked at him with something other than long-deserved hatred in days.

And then he was free falling.

Or

After a particularly nasty encounter between childhood friends, the class learns about Bakugou and Midoriya's dark history and practically ostracizes Bakugou while trying to defend Midoriya. An earthquake during an outing has all sides regretting their decisions.

just fucking tear apart my self-sacrificing faves in every way imaginable while their loved ones watch on in terror. 💖🥰💖 this one is heavy on the Bakusquad and Class-1A feels, and VERY heavy on the Mina & Bakugou relationship (platonic).

Running back the tape, watching it replay by Faralyne

For someone ripped from their time, ripped from the few but strong relationships built by time and personal development, by self-reflection and swallowed pride, ripped from the one thing that made him feel worthwhile and needed and put-together, and forced to forge everything over again—Katsuki thinks he is handling it pretty fucking well.

Or

A villain’s quirk sends a 29-year-old Bakugou back in time to his middle school days.

am I a sucker for time travel? yes. am I a sucker for vigilante!bakugou? also yes. am I a sucker for this fic? literally refreshing the page in wait for an update as we speak.

Liability by sandelf

After All-Might dies rescuing Bakugou from the League, Bakugou is determined to prove it wasn't for nothing.

But the world is against him, his grief is overwhelming, and his stability is splitting at the edges.

very self-indulgent bakugou angst. tw for harassment, severe depression, and suicidality.

Special Mentions:

How To Win The Sport Festival: A Step By Step Guide by mhwright

Short re-imagining of the Sports Festival Arc if Shinso had planned a little better and worked a little harder to win the Sports Festival and if the match-ups had been slightly different. Self-indulgent fic of watching him succeed.

this is completely Shinsou-centric, not Bakugou-centric, but I love and adore it and am dying for a sequel. Shinsou is Best Boy here and you'll be rooting for him the whole time.

[infested-tea]

TodoBaku Headcanons because I’m gay and this is my comfort ship

I feel sad! Anyway, yeah. I like Kiribaku. I’m not gonna start with BakuDeku because of how much it pisses me off and I’m to tired to rant. Another day.

Also TodoDeku and KiriBaku are equally valid because I love them. It’s just this is my comfort ship and I love it.

Though it’s weird because I have no particular attachment to Baku or Shoto since Baku I hate him but love writing him and I’m indifferent to Shoto. Oh well.

Some tw’s for mentions of abuse and mental health and trans-ness

Anyway here’s why my ship is superior you fucks.

Love you and you’re amazing!!

TodoBaku Headcanons

Alright

So, I headcanon that Mitsuki, while not abusive, did deny Bakugo’s emotional development and only either crushed or raised his ego depending on her mood and his brattiness

Anyway, Bakugo is emotionally constipated and doesn’t know how to handle or comprehend his own emotions so they turn to anger as that’s how he observed his mother and his dad tried to reach out but he’s “weak” in the eyes of Bakugo

Don’t deny your emotional development kids. It’s very important.

And we all know that Shoto is learning to comprehend emotions and becoming much more open

I see these two getting together after graduation or in their third year due to Bakugo calming down finally and not abusing Deku (because that’s what he does. Though the show will deny it. And so will fans.)

And also Shoto will finally learn that yeah, it’s ok to hate your dad just don’t take it to extremes

Emotions are valid. Actions are not

This is the lesson of these two learn before getting together and still learn, especially Bakugo. The slow idiot.

But after they learn and still learn to work through emotions

Bakugo is still angy tsundere

His sarcasm often goes over Shoto’s head so he takes it to literally.

Bakugo finds this cutely frustrating

Shoto is extremely blunt, and since Bakugo is a disaster, it often gets Bakugo flustered

Bakugo finds this just frustrating

So, he just learns to be more careful with his wording since he made Shoto cry once and he felt bad

Bakugo will never admit he cares for Shoto, at least in public

Bakugo is rare to say “I love you”

Bakugo expresses his love through actions like letting Shoto touch him or touching Shoto and smiling around him

Shoto shows it through words

Shoto often does things without asking Bakugo, but does consider Bakugo... sometimes...

Like that one time Shoto tried to break up with Bakugo because Bakugo didn’t reply to Shoto’s overly dramatic confession of love on Valentine’s Day

Bakugo screamed at Shoto that day. A lot.

See, Bakugo won’t get into a relationship unless he 100% trusts and respects you

He did to Shoto. And he felt as if he betrayed him

Granted, Bakugo didn’t go 100% at first, especially before coming out to Shoto about being trans/ace

So, Shoto felt the distance and Bakugo keeping him at arms distance

It hurt them both

But, it got better with time

Bakugo was a lot more open with Shoto after he came out

And... Shoto was open from the beginning

Boy doesn’t know how to hide anything

Except... when Bakugo asks him too

He don’t like gettin yelled at

Bakugo absolutely loathes Endeavor

Wants to kill that flaming pile of garbage

Shoto has had to drag him away to prevent a murder

Multiple times mind you

Bakugo isn’t allowed in the Todoroki household anymore

I mean... Shoto wouldn’t mind the death of the man who abused him. But... it’s not very heroic

Speaking of his childhood, Shoto often has nightmares.

So it became a common occurrence for Bakugo to sleep in the same bed as Shoto to help him, even when they didn’t live together for the first few months after graduation

Shoto likes the cuddles... (and so does Baku)

Now, both are extremely clingy

Bakugo’s scared Shoto’s gonna leave him and is touched starved so he clings to Shoto at home

Shoto is also touch-starved to hell and wants physical contact outside of... y’know

And at first he was a bit scared of Bakugo’s touch since he thought it would be a lot rougher, like his dad

But Bakugo isn’t Endeavor. And, since he shows his love through actions but will never admit it aloud because pride, he’s extremely gentle with Shoto

And Shoto responds back with softness too

Although, for a long time, Bakugo wouldn’t allow Shoto to touch him in public which Shoto never knew why, but respected it

It was the homophobia thing, wasn’t it?

Exception to this is when Bakugo either initiates it, or Shoto is being jealous

And both get jealous extremely easily

With Bakugo it manifests itself if Shoto does anything that is interacting with anyone, especially guys

And with Shoto, he’s to dense to realize when someone is flirting. With either him or Bakugo

No Shoto gets jealous when someone gets to physically close to Bakugo

And with Bakugo, he responds with aggressive kissing, vague threats, and holding Shoto

With Shoto it’s a lot more casual but he can throw anyone off with one icy glare

(Bakugo may or may not really love that glare)

Like I’ve mentioned, Bakugo isn’t the one to say “I love you” not unless Shoto is having a hard time or it’s an anniversary of Valentine’s Day (and on the latter two occasions, it’s a very backwards kind of way. But Shoto finds it endearing)

Bakugo is absolute sub to Shoto (no I won’t go into nsfw you pervs. Not this time anyway.)

But either way, he will usually submit to Shoto’s will.

Mind you, he does this willingly since he can bite back. And he does.

But, he is overdramatic in his complaints. He knows he likes it. And he hates that

“Goddamn Icyhot... making me do *blank*” is a common complaint, mostly with cuddles

Also side note

Cuddles.

CUDDLES

CUDDLES

Cuddles or you’ll leave Shoto sad!

[thelreads]

And that’s the end of the chapter and, oh my god... I feel like this is my favorite one so far.

I mean, the other one that had those amazingly cute moments of familial love, but this one...

This one had this

This is the face of our new God everyone. After the Age of Hitoribocchi has come to an end and the powerful Hitoribuff ascended to another plane, this is what shall watch us from above. I felt like Derplight was our new God, but alas, he was merely a prophet of the powerful Hehnya.

...

Oh right the chapter, okay.

So, it was even more of a disaster than I was expecting. Anya had her first experiences on her new school and they were terrible, starting with snob elitist brats treating her badly. Becky at least was just condescending, and she quickly turned a new leaf, so here am I hoping that she really will continue to be Anya’s friend, now Damian... Oh boy, I feel like there will be a lot about him showing up pretty soon. There are a lot of red flags about the reasons that he acts like that, I feel like we’re gonna have some serious Bakugo-levels of shit coming our way pretty soon to make us feel bad, but at least he didn’t crossed a few lines that I hold so I’m open to see him turning a new leaf later one.

But I’m like 84% sure that he got a crush on Anya already, which will only make things worse, and hilarious, if that turns out to be the case. Poor kid, too young to be dealing with this crap.

[familyofpaladins]

*puts idea of lmk x bnha crossover into your brain :)*

(Just imagine the kids interacting aaaaa <3<3<3)

@berryblu-arts thank you for this ask, it brightened my mood and also apparently I have more thoughts on this than I realized lol

Sutsjgdkgxfjsutd HONESTLY I WAS SORTA THINKING ABOUT THIS THE OTHER DAY

When I drive to work I listen to music and theres certain songs that I have amv ideas for (which will never happen because I dont have the skills/tools to make them😔) for mha, and not that I've got lmk brainrot , I'm going "oh this song works for lmk too" 👀

Specifically like, Izuku and MK are very similar. Regular Kid given extraordinary power by a person who they've looked up to and admired for years. Then being trained by said person, who as best as they try, not necessarily the best teacher (not that they dont care or arent trying. Just . Miss some points on teaching their protege). The Dad and Son type relationship between them.

So like, if Izuku and MK met, they'd start talking about their experience and be like !!!!! SAME!!! *spiderman meme*

Also, Izuku has his notebooks and MK has his biography of Monkey King, and they'd share those and point out how well drawn things are and how detailed everything is. Itd be very cute .

I think MK and Denki would also get a long well. Like they'd both have that excitable-enegry-with-no-focus thing, and I think they'd like playing video games together.

Tang and Izuku would start to share interests and knowledge and it's just an hour of intense mumbling as they share all the information in their brains.

Izuku, MK, and Tang are the ultimate fanboy group.

Ppffffff Red Son and bakugo would get on like a house fire hdjshdskals. They'd immediately fight each other after they both call each other "peasant/extra!". Everyone else is gettign along fine, but these two are just starting fires and exploding stuff in the background ("How DARE you call Me an Extra! Do you know who I am?!" "Why would I know some random extra loser!!! And I'm no PEASANT! IM THE MURDER EXPLOSION GOD-" )

Now Red Son and Aoyama, now THEY would get along I think. Idk why, they just do.

Mei would be best friends with Mina, they have the same energy and they would be absolutely unstoppable. Imagine them going to the mall and/or arcade. Someone separate them now before they take over the world.

Actually I think Mei would get along great with all the girls. Mei and Tsu like each others blunt honesty. Uraraka and Mei would also be very good friends, cheerful and bubbly, but with that hidden murderous determination. They get into a friendly sparing match. Kirishima would also join in.

If mineta tried anything with mei she would absolutely yeet him across the room with no remorse. But possibly before anything would happen, she'd give him the Dragon Death Glare and he'd be terrified to approach

Momo would have a lovely tea session with Sandy, and they talk for like. 3 hours straight just about tea. Sandy also provides some good advice for her about anxiety and stress and self worth.

Todoroki spends most of the day in Sandy's house petting all of the cats. But I think he would also listen to any stories that Tang tells. (Todoroki after listening to Tang tell stories about Monkey King and MK: .... is MK monkey king's secret love child?") He and Red Son might also have a heart to heart about meeting angry fathers' expectations, and how they're trying to be better. Also Fire Powers (TM)

Sandy also tries some anger management with Bakugo. It is about 30% successful.

Pigsy and Bakugo actually get a long great (theres a lot of yelling, but that's just how they communicate to each other), because they have about the same temperament and bond over cooking (and kicking the others out of the kitchen when they start to be disasters). Satou also gets to stay in the kitchen and helps make noodles and actually teachers a dessert recipe to Pigsy.

All the kids just talk a lot about what powers each of them have. And quirks vs being a demon/descended from dragons/random kid given a punch of powers from ancient being. "So you have dragon powers but can you turn INTO a dragon?" "If you can make extra hands can you also make extra feet??" "What's the heaviest thing you can lift?" Are you actually turning into flames or just transporting with flames???" "Who Has The Hottest Flaaaames!!!" "Holy crap MK has a lot of powers" "kinda like Midoriya" "wait I thought you guys said everyone only has one quirk" "... uuuuuhh its complicated???"

Aizawa walks in and is just like... goddammit not more over powered teenagers. But then also adopts them. Aizawa's quirk doesn't work on MK and co (because their powers arent quirks), but his Glare does get them to stop whatever they doing, so its basically the same.

(Funny bonus: when I first watched the show, when macaque's big shadow form thing was first shown, my first thought was "Giant Evil Monster Aizawa")

[ahshitikeepreadingfanfics]

Bakugo X Pro Hero Reader!

Leading the Pack

Prologue

This is the first Fan Fiction I’ve written in a while. Please don’t judge me too harshly but I’ve had this thought for so long and it needs to be out of my system. TW Please be warned, this will mention animal death and angst. A lot of angst. Along with a scene about a dog attack and traumatic experiences. Plus a sympathetic Bakugo which may be out of character but I love the thought of bakugo loving animals and feeling sorry for you when you loose one of your pack. Also all characters are around 20 years old at this point. Just for clarification.

You are number 35 on the pro hero list international, known for your rescue skills in severe international natural disasters. Your skills were especially useful in search and rescue. Your quirk was animal communication. And your specialty? Dogs. You had a pack of 7.

2 boxers large and muscles that ripple when they run. Both the age of 6. Atlas and Chimi. They were your support. During hard battles of search and rescue along with body retrieval. They could sense any human from miles away and bring you to there location to triage and hopefully save lives of civilians.

2, 6.5 year old huskies, the female Komi and male Shelti, which pull your sled. They work quickly and your so in tune with them both. Raising each dog from when they are two weeks old. They are strong. Both auburn and white in colouring. Their eyes piercing blue. They never backed down when it comes to you. They will push themselves to the end of the earth for you.

A large pit bull who is a licensed therapy dog. About 70lbs. His age is almost unknown. Around 5-7. His Red short fur and spiced brown eyes. Bring comfort to those who need it. His name is Jona, children love him. They ride his back and he knows how to distract them. Your communication is clear. Distract them from the trauma. Keep them away from danger. And if they have lost someone. Use his trauma training. Keep them stable. If there is a medical emergency he howls loudly. Your sidekicks know that his deep loud howl mean he needs help as soon as possible. He was a rescue. He has some scars. But that never stops him from helping children. No one touches his kids until he knows they are not a threat.

Your 5 year old bloodhound, Amber, a light brown with a black muzzle that is a striking contrast from her light brown fur. She is your main tracker beside your lead. She knows indicators for other search and rescue teams. She is a happy dog despite all of the horror she has seen. You lend her to sidekicks for when her skills are needed to track a villain or a missing person and you are unable to be there. But you only ever trust your animals with those you know you can trust. Such as sidekicks who have worked closely with you.

Finally your lead. Ruben, a large 70lb and very happy dog. A Rottweiler. He follows your lead, and leads your pack. He has at the lead in running the sled. He shows your where the most critical civilians and hero’s lie waiting needing you. He is the eldest of your pack. At 8 years old. All black in contrast with your bright suit. He is the one you have the closest connection. He knows you. As you know him. He is your protector. He is fast. Extremely fast. He almost has a quirk of his own in his bite and bark. The bark is loud and has caused villains to freeze in fear allowing for another hero to intercept and take down said villain.

You have been saved by his bite before. When you were young (around 12) and Ruben (1 year old) someone broke into your family home. Just a small time robber wanting money. You hid in your room and realized you had left Ruben outside and you could hear his fear and anger. “Don’t touch my family don’t touch my leader don’t hurt them. I won’t let you.” And you heard an audible snarl. The robber froze and then laughed. His bark hasn’t been as strong then. But his bite, the robber started to make his way toward your room in the back of the house after dismissing Ruben. Your heart is racing as you hear footsteps outside your door and a voice calling. You can do nothing but freeze you want to get up and stop the man from hurting your dog but you can’t. You are paralyzed. Your so young you don’t know what to do and your cellphone so you can call for help is in the bathroom. You can only think is “Don’t hurt me. Please don’t hurt me. Don’t find me” Ruben can hear your fear. He can smell it in the air. Then the robber smelling of sewage and smoke opens your bedroom door. You can hear the faint clacking of your dogs claws on the floor. You don’t know what to do. You hide under your bed shaking as you realize. You have nothing to defend yourself with. You hold your breathe as to not make a sound. Then you see his boots. Dark and muddy. Worn and there are rubber pieces coming off the soul. “Who’s in here I wonder…” the robber states aloud. You can feel hot tears streaming down your face. Then you see Ruben at the door. He will not let this man touch you. You can feel his presence grow even more angered. He is now too close to you. And Ruben will never let that happen. Ruben lunges. The robbers back is turned. Looking around the room he doesn’t see the large dog behind him until it is too late. The dog latches on to his leg. Piercing the skin quickly. The man screams in pain. Ruben doesn’t care. He is too quick. He thrashed the man to the ground. Ruben didn’t care how much the man screamed. He came too close to you. And Ruben drags the man down. And out of the room. He keeps biting and piercing the skin every single time. Until the man stops moving. He can’t. He’s lost too much blood. When you hear the screaming stop. You get up from under your bed slowly. And cautiously walk to the bathroom to call the police. Eventually Ruben joins you. He stands by you while you cry. Even with the blood on his face and paws you weren’t afraid of him. He protected you. You held him. And cried while the cops questioned you. The robber lived. But his reproductive organs did not. He was jailed for a long time. After all. He had been robbing multiple homes in your area and had killed a neighbour. Your parents didn’t think to worry because they were only going to be gone for 20 minutes. When they arrived. They saw the ambulance and police cars and were terrified until they realized you were safe all thanks to Ruben. They enrolled you in a hero academy thanks to Ruben. Because you worked together so closely after the incident it made sense for you to be together. Your hero name? The rescue hero, Tracker. (I’m so sorry for the long backstory but it’s needed. I promise here’s the start of the story)

You have been sent to Japan for your latest mission. There had been a massive mudslide. Mud and water crashed into buildings. In the nearby city hero’s from across the world have come to ground zero. You have prepped for the destruction but every time you see the destruction even the 5 years you’ve been a hero your heart breaks. You know the fear these people are dealing with. You touched your gauntlet gently. Showing a map and language of the area. You select Japanese so that you are able to communicate with civilians and hero’s alike. Most hero’s also know English nowadays but if your dealing with younger hero’s it may be easier to talk to them using your support gear. You had been called in about 1 hour after the mudslide occurred. Luckily you had been getting ready to go to the hero Expo in order to take a look at all the new gadgets and support gear. All your dogs were ready. You got into your transport and got to work. You prepared your team. Your sidekicks were already there when you arrived. At 20 years old you were impressive for how much you’ve grown since graduation. You eyes evaluated ground zero. You saw a hero you have met before. Eraser Head, you had helped him track a persistent villain about a heat ago and with your help he was able to subdue the villain with his bandages. He looked at you as Jona came up to him knowing full well that the pup would get head scratches from the notorious cat lover. He greeted you with a simple “hello. I know it’s bad when you have to show up,” you nodded in agreement never taking your e/c eyes off of him. “We need to get to work. Atlas. Chimi, start looking for survivors that can walk. Signal the team if you find anyone alive and need to get free. Amber your with me and Ruben were going to be looking for hero’s that are trapped and civilians that are in the deepest trouble. Jona look for children and stay near the triage tents and try and help those who need comfort. Bring all the children to one area and alert medical staff. One of my Japanese counterparts should be there to help you communicate. They were made aware of our arrival. Komi and Shelti I will harness you in the sled. You are our fastest route to triage in the field. You will be without Ruben so do not overwork yourself. I will signal and let you know of my location when I find someone in need of transport. You all need to stay safe out there. I need you all to come home.” You bark these orders to your dogs. They disperse. You look at Eraser Head. “ show me the most affected area.” The obsidian hair male nodded. Ruben and Amber at your heels. You walk with Eraser head. The damage. There was so much damage. You could hear the wailing. That made you jump into action. You run to the mound of mud sliding to check a persons pulse they grab your wrist, there is an air pocket. Ruben starts digging around the hand. You start digging too. Amber begins digging about 1 foot away. After about 5 minutes of digging you reveal a head and top of torso. You gently start to pull by the woman’s shoulders. She is crying. Your translator comes to life. “My baby. Please please save my baby “ she wails. You notice Amber digging hurriedly. “You keep saying how you will try and find her baby. Your hair already sticking to your face. You don’t know if it’s tears, sweat or the fog that is rolling in. But you keep pulling. And pulling. The rest of her torso comes free slowly. Eraser head has run over to help pulling. Her hips and then her legs. The mud is caked to your hands. But you don’t care. You pull her out. She is so small she is so afraid. Eraser Head asks her if she can walk. She says she doesn’t know. You are trained to do triage. You check her legs. They seem fine. Her one arm is broken. She probably has a bruised rib. You hear a deep bark. Amber is barking loudly. You jump up onto your feet. “She’s fine except for her arm. And maybe her ribs. She’s lucky” You rip a sticker from your gauntlet. Stick it to her. You hear a wail. It’s a baby. Amber has found the child. You go to grab the child. Then you hear a BOOM

[i-need-air]

Your blog makes my heart explode, it turned in the place i go to whenever I want to feel butterflies and uwu!!! I was wondering, how would a relationship with Bakugo be with a foreigner, like would he embrace their culture or would he see a future with that someone? I saw this study that japanese men find foreign women attractive but just for fooling around and not marriage stuff and my mind went there idk maybe it sounds weird. Fell free to ignore this if it's weird heh

Appreciate your words! You're absolutely adorable and now I'm the one feeling butterflies! 💖💗💖💗💖💗🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

And wow, that's interesting to say at least and I googled it myself to see; I'm not gonna lie, it's not surprising and it points out that the cultural difference could be a problem in long term relationships that's why they're more reclutant about marriage. Japan is very traditional so that's why I said I'm not surprised and honestly it's an issue in multicultural couples everywhere. Been there, felt that...

That being said, let's talk about Bakugou:

× i 100% stand by this: Bakugou dates to marry.

× could definitely leave the ask like this and feel good about myself bc i trust those words.

× one thing about this man is that if he likes you, he likes you

× it's a matter of attitude, not origin, not heritage, not quirk related, not looks, but your personality

× even before dating he will research about your home country and traditions as the curious man he is [ thinks it's not a big deal, he just wants to know where your dumbass came from, like whateverrr who caressss ok but what did you say your birth city was called? how do you spell— 💀]

× and if you are still learning about japanese ones, he will teach you about it in his own way because of two points.

he genuinely wants you to like Japan; it's is homecountry, his origins, he grew up with those traditions and would like to enjoy them with you

it's an excuse to spend time with you; he might act a little indifferent about it [ as he avoids being aggressive with you ] but he likes your company and the small smiles he sends you give him away

× if you're still trying to learn japanese, don't worry, he's a nerd so he knows English but will point out mistakes in grammar or pronunciation; don't mind it, again, he won't mock you, he actually respects you for actively trying to learn another language and mastering it

× even if he did read about your country, he won't ask about it much before dating and it will take him some time to ask afterwards too; absolutely does not mind if you do start talking about your country on your own though since he's learning new things about it and about you, which he then adds to his mental PowerPoint about you

× why doesn't he ask, you say? at first he's interested in your personality and once he's sure he's into you, he'll then slowly think about having a future together, and this guy, this guy is a thinker so he goes through all scenarios; another thing is this dumb pomeranian wants to keep his indifferent act;;

× he does think about cultural differences but doesn't see them as a problem. if you managed to catch his attention and got him to think about a future with you? he's gonna embrace your culture altogether; you already won him, congrats

× food will connect you two and i feel he'll use cooking time to bond together

× he will teach you how to cook japanese food so maybe teach him recipes from your culture? if you don't know, pull some recipes from google and make a disaster together, he doesn't mind much; istg he's gonna cook better than a local grandma after a couple of tries 💀[ specially if you're homesick and enjoyed his other tries, Chef Bakugou will basically do it for u bby ]

× traditions are a big thing too, so whenever you celebrate something he will pay close attention and definitely butt in and ask; the difference from before is that he doesn't have to pry to find out, it comes naturally and that saves him some blushes and the conversation can be more natural while keeping that indifferent pomeranian act i told you about before [ as you bond closer he will get over this issue, don't worry ]

× "So what's it about?" says in a bored tone but his eyes give him away, curiosity getting to him

× just tell him but please, tell him about your past and memories related to those traditions

× language, you say? if your mother language is english he will perfect it bc of you and if it's not;;; ok look, he's a lil shit, ok? so guess who learns how to call you a dumbass in your own mf mother language? ye, that's right

× this is a whole fluff hc but he's extra at doing things, right? when he knows he loves you and tells you the first time, he will tell you in your language

× bc your face is priceless and that's his shit; legit cocky grin and snickers in your face

× tell him "I love you" back and watch him turn into a stuttering tomato

× it will become common between you to say it in your language, it's like a secret only you two share

× by secret i mean everyone knows he's a simp but now ✨international✨

× once Bakugou knows it's time to meet your family, he will actively learn it though, at first without your help; he still has this dumb idea that he has to be the best at everything without seeking help but once you find out and he sees how absolutely enamored you are by his actions, you'll become his tutor [ full time job and you get paid with food and sneaky forehead kisses ]

× he can't pronounce something? gets angry and tries until he does; he ain't a quitter 💅

× makes you repeat the words a lot though, he likes watching your lips move and the way you speak? y e s

× one thing that is make or break in the relationship is where you decide to live long term so pretty early in the relationship you'll know he's not moving away from Japan

× he has his goals and dreams and definitely wants you in them but moving away is something i feel he wouldn't do

× yet he's all up for vacations twice a year or so; remember he wants to be a hero so he won't have time to go more than, but he will want to explore your country with you by his side, also to meet your family and put to test those tutoring classes he got from you;

× once you're married and have kids [ yeah, he wants the whole package ] know for a fact those kids will take part in both cultures; loves your heritage and wants to pass it to the future generations; imagine multilingual mini-Bakugous, i—💖💗💖

× his parents! the Bakugou household is pretty modern and they wouldn't have a problem at all with you being a foreigner; they'd be very interested in learning about your culture too and honestly, they don't mind where you are from as long as you love their son [ they feel blessed someone can handle his dumb ass but ok ]

× fashion designers as they are, they gonna be interested in your traditional clothing; seriously, they'd love to know everything about the topic and even implement them in some of their designs if there's no issue from your side

× overall once Bakugou knows he wants to pursue you, he will go all in for you

× bc he a simp and genuinely appreciates everything about you 💕

[kats-baku1999]

Play with Fire

Master List

Chapter Two: The New Generation

Shoto Todoroki walked through the halls of UA, halfway listening to his friend Izuku Midoriya go on about the hero that was coming to teach their new lesson. Honestly though, Todoroki couldn’t put much focus into Midoriya. There was too much happening in his home life to even think about it. His last visit with his mom hadn’t gone over well, she was in her own little world. Telling him all about his eldest brother, that Todoroki honestly couldn’t remember. Just remembered the sounds of the screams that came from Natsuo when he found out, and the sobs from Fuyumi trying to calm down her brother. That was one of mom’s last straws, that was the breaking point.

“Hey Deku! Todoroki!” Uraraka came running towards them, grinning widely, “She’s here! The hero Mimi!”

Deku let out an excited noise, and took off down the hall to the classroom. The entire reaction finally brought a small grin to Todoroki’s face, but then again Midoriya usually could. Midoriya did that for almost everyone though, so it was nothing new. Todoroki picked up his pace, walking into the classroom. The smile wiping off his face when he finally processed who was here.

The pro hero Mimi... One of the most public haters of his father. Mimi was never one to hide her distaste of Endeavor. She never disclosed why she couldn’t stand him, but was never shy reminding people she couldn’t. She was notable for taking down many villains, and was the number four hero. Right under Hawks, who just so happened to be her significant other. Their relationship was almost overly publicized, helping them both gain fans. There were so many supporters of the relationship, it was almost ridiculous.

Todoroki quietly walked to his seat, trying to avoid eye contact with her. She was in her civilian clothes, which was unusual for heroes that came to visit. Iida was absolutely losing it over the conflict of trying to not yell at a pro for so casually sitting on a desk. Tokoyami walked into the classroom, nodding his head towards her. Remembering her from his internship, she gave him a small smile and wave. Her eyes instantly going back to the boy who was avoiding looking at her.

Asami felt her chest clench up at how much like Touya he looked when it came to his face shape. Shoto Todoroki had gained a lot of his own fame outside of his father, thanks to his performance at the sports festival. Then there was the whole Stain situation. She couldn’t help but always feel stressed when it came to him, feeling protective over a boy who didn’t know her. She had known him though, and she loved his older brother. Maybe not an in love kind of love, considering they were only thirteen back then, but she did love Touya more than anything back then. Asami knew that she had to look out for his siblings, the way she knew he would have if he would’ve survived.

“Okay class, please direct your attention towards Pro-Hero Mimi for your lecture today,” Aizawa announced and everybody looked forward. All of their eyes focusing excitedly on Asami.

“So today’s lecture is a little, well heavy,” Asami sighed, “Your teachers believed you all needed to begin to be prepared for the worst situations possible, considering what you all have had to face this year so far,”

“You have all been told all your lives that being a hero had its risks, and sometimes those risks aren’t personal, but are towards the people you care about,” Her eyes focused in Todoroki, “Sometimes, we lose the people we care about in our line of work, and I am no stranger to this grief,”

“Ma’am I’m sorry, but what hero friends have you lost?” Midoriya questioned, “I just mean, I’ve never seen a report about it,”

“Well, I haven’t lost anyone since I was thirteen years old, he never got the chance to be a hero,” Asami smiled to herself, Touya’s laugh echoing through her head, “He would have made a fine one though, and would’ve been one of the best,”

“Sorry, I guess I’m just confused as to how this applies to anything, sorry I don’t mean to be disrespectful,” Mina stumbled over her words, and Asami just smiled sadly at her.

“I’m just here to tell you guys, to really think this through, and to understand all of the burdens that come with our line of work,” Asami explained, standing up from the desk, “To also understand, that you do not have to be numb to these feelings, so from now on I will be working with UA to have a therapy section, for you to also work on controlling some of these emotions,”

“How does that have anything to do with us becoming pros?” Bakugo scoffed, glaring at Asami.

“Well, having good emotional control will help your control of your quirk, they’re all connected you know?” Asami smiled, tilting her head a little bit, “I will only be with you guys for a limited amount of time, but how long that limited time is, depends on all of you,”

“Asami here will be using her quirk to place you all in emotionally triggering situations, that you’ll have to pull yourself out of, we agreed that you all need to work on controlling your emotions too,” Aizawa also explained to the class.

“These sessions will have three parts, one where we get to know one another, two where you hopefully help me understand your emotional triggers, and then the third level is the use of my quirk,” Asami handed a stack of papers to be passed around, “These sheets explain your schedules and times with me,”

“I expect all of you to take this seriously, and to respect Asami, she will also be joining us on our summer camp, as yet another chaperone for you disaster children,” Aizawa sighed, “Thank you Asami, we look forward to working with you.”

Asami excused herself from the school for the day. Making her way home slowly, stopping for a few errands along the way. Texting Keigo to see if they were still on for their date. He was quick to respond with a yes and a bunch of winking emojis. So she made her way home, to shower and get ready for her date. Pinning her hair up and putting on a simple red dress.

Keigo didn’t even bother knocking on her front door, just letting himself into her apartment. Making himself comfortable in the kitchen, waiting for her to come out of her room. Asami walked out, and smiled at Keigo. Walking forward to place a small kiss on his cheek. He grinned back at her, taking in her looks for the night.

“Well aren’t you just a pretty little thing tonight,” Keigo smirked at her, “Now going to this uptight hero banquet doesn’t sound even remotely appealing,”

“You know what they’ll say if we aren’t there Bird Boy,” Asami grinned, stepping out of his arms. She walked over to her coat rack, grabbing her jacket and her purse.

“How’d it go with the kiddos today?” Keigo smiled, opening the front door for his girlfriend.

“They seemed more confused than anything, but I think it’ll be successful,” Asami explained, “You know how I feel about all of this, I think it’ll be exciting to watch these kids come to terms with their feelings, and be really successful as pros!”

“My dear Asami, you are really going to change this next generation of heroes,” Keigo grabbed her hand to bring it up to his lips to kiss it. She smiled at the gesture, and at his support.

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Asami’s first student session was with non other than Todoroki himself. He reluctantly stood outside of her makeshift office. Unsure of how to approach the situation. After all she hated his father, so surely she had some kind of distaste towards him. Asami slid open the door though, smiling gently at Todoroki and letting him in.

“Don’t look so scared Todoroki, you look way too tense,” Asami laughed at the boy who just looked at her, sitting down in one of the chairs across from her desk. She watched him for a second sitting down in her seat. Opening up his school file she read through it.

“You know who I am right?” Todoroki sighed, “I just don’t want you to-”

“I don’t blame you for anything to do with your father,” Asami interrupted him, “I am sorry for my public distaste towards the man, it has nothing to do with you though,”

“It has to do with your friendship with my late older brother, right?” Todoroki was straight to the point. She looked shocked at his words, and his knowledge of who she was, “My mother and my siblings do nothing but mention how much you’ve grown since playing with Touya,”

“I am sorry I have more memories with him than I’m sure you do, but it’s thanks to that I am painfully aware of how your father is,” Asami looked at the small picture of her and Touya sitting on her desk.

“So why not expose him completely to the press, you could ruin him with the knowledge you have?” Todoroki’s question stuck within her. She knew she had the power to but...

“Despite my anger towards your father, I care deeply for your family Todoroki, I used to play with your siblings, I even got to sneak you into play with us one day,” Asami grinned at the memory, “You were so small back then, but Touya told me it was the first time you had even got to interact with all of them,”

“I’m sorry, I don’t remember,”

“I didn’t expect you to, but I do, I remember all of him and again I am truly sorry I got more time with him than you did,” Asami frowned, feeling guilty, “But your brother he was one determined kid,”

Asami handed the picture of them across the desk to Todoroki.

“He is the friend you were referring to last week, correct?” Todoroki questioned, staring at the photo of his older brother. His hair both red and white, but not in the way Shoto’s was. It was sporadic, and unevenly placed.

“Yeah, he is the reason I am everything I am today, you know originally I wanted to be a teacher, but after Touya passed away I wanted to carry on his dream and become a pro,” Asami closed Todoroki’s file, and took back the photo from him, “Even ended up disowned from my parents, they aren’t exactly supportive of the superhero society,”

“You went against their wishes just for my older brother?” Todoroki seemed confused, “He meant that much to you?”

“I think I admired him more than anything, you know he always made it a point to say it wasn’t your fault,” Asami watched as Shoto showed a bit of emotion... Almost relief. She wondered if he had heard that his father was what pushed Touya past the breaking point. The only one she kept in much contact with was Natsuo, but he said he didn’t pay much attention to anything that happened with his father.

“Well, I need to get to my next class, uh we meet again next week right?” Todoroki stood up from his seat and looked nervously at Asami. Who nodded with a grin on her face.

“You can also get my contact information from Aizawa, and get ahold of me anytime you might need something okay?” Todoroki nodded, before turning around and walking out of the office.

Asami could only think to herself about how in another life they might know each other. How maybe if Touya would’ve been there, if he would’ve stopped his father’s obsession. If he would’ve made sure Shoto was more than some weapon. They could’ve watched him train, and been there for his accomplishments with UA... And the messes he made at UA.

A small, sad, sigh left her mouth. Her eyes focused in on the picture of Touya, and her bottom lip caught in between her teeth. After all, she had another session so she couldn’t be the one crying.

“I miss you, idiot.”

[luminous-shifting-vibes]

*sequel* to actual fucking quotes from the shiftblr coffeehouse discord server

once again, it's out of context because x1000 funnier

also x1000 longer than previous post

"ur satan is gnc af"

"Bestie I’m already having gender envy over a fucking demon please"

"O_O ODEPIJHFbavevisdpvfhzdcnjawedsidjksjdkoeirjfmkdsoeirujdksodifjndmksoidfjdksidfj ITS" NOT IN MY FRAFTS IS SPEDNT 1 hour PN THAT SHIT"

"AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"ohoho sexy"

"I am very proud of myself"

"himbo x edgy fuck"

"YOU COULD SQUISH HES CHEECKS"

"he has teefs"

"SQUASH"

"good for biting ����"

"he's a himbo basically"

"B͂̒̄iͫ̍̈tͧ̓ͯè̄̇"

"bifth"

"i havent watched blue exorcist in years but mr okumura my beloved </3"

"MY LIFE QUESTIONS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED"

"is it important information to mention that the person i put up for my turn is the son of satan" "I know like 1 thing about everyone who isnt ranboo lmfao"

"crimes"

"tumblr sexyman"

"idk why but my first thought was cowboy onceler"

"I vibe with him but he is very long and twisty"

"steampunk e-girl"

"steampunk tumblr sexyman"

"Canonically bi crimelord I agree!!"

"OOO FRIEND SHAPED"

"ARTIST SIGHTED"

"they look like someone i would want to be friends with but is way cooler than me so i'd never actually talk to them"

"babby..... would die for him"

"honestly i probably kin him"

"i'm sure he's lovely but he looks way too much like my ex i'm sorry-"

"i'd be down for another rotation! i have another twink to show y'all"

"Also :00 blonde friend"

"Let us all infodhmo"

"Hsjagdvbs shhh im on phone"

"Nix woukd you like to joon?

"skitters away"

"I have two braincells and they both drink dumb bitch juice"

"oof wait whats the order again i have 0 memory"

"i want to bond with him over cosplay-"

"Awkwardly watches in band kid"

"One day I'm gonna a broadway star"

"which isnt to say they were bad. they were just fortnite dancing during rehersals"

"I threw it so hard my glasses flew off and slid under the stage right divider"

"anyway heres my boi"

"emo"

"haha emo"

"virgil sanders kinnie"

"he looks like he listens to my chemical panic at the fallout boy"

"Bro I bet he'd kick my ass with his deck"

"bird man my beloved"

"fuck i had so much to say and then i forgot it all"

"Birds!!"

"guiguhuh"

"crabrave"

"She sounds like someone I would end up stealing her personality"

"yess name collector gang"

"alias glass aiden haven absinthe fish brick rice"

"But I have Cypress, Remure, Genesis, Lemres, and Comet"

"And she's named after a mars candy bar bc alien"

"Hey, if plato went by plato, you can be king thief"

"im not dissing my gramma like that shfojd"

"My dad has seven legal names" "bitches be like *looks at fictional character* *steals their name* it's us we're bithces"

"coraline lowkey traumatized me but i adore it regardless"

"mmmmmm magic man :]"

"°0° green man"

"criminal (affectionate)"

"he would shoplift a candy bar from walmart and then brag to all of his friends about the sick stealing he did"

"despite the fact he's canonically been capable of overpowering a minor deity"

"i would commit so many crimes for him"

"Very babey"

"Yes please tell green man he is very pog"

"he also keeps a lot of dumb secrets"

"but I will sorely miss the chaos and energy of this here chat until I wake again" (by request XD)

"i just say words and if they're funny then they're funny"

"* or extremly chaotic either works"

"at this point we are just taking turns rambling"

"oH--"

"bc my brain has a schedule"

"Hopefully they have gyoza there or I will lose my mind"

"hehe yes spooky man"

"my ghost glucose guardian"

"the head of the undead group that lives there, and we end up dating. (yes I date a ghost, no I will not be taking constructive criticism /lh)"

"ghosts r just inherently sexy"

"i mean im becoming a squid thing so"

"Raven quirk raven quirk!!"

"ł â m p"

"łæmp"

"mothman: ooh lamp you look very nice today! do you come here often? mothman: wait shit no"

"I'd date a ghost"

"mine is still accurate, i am still sobbing (/j)"

"p e e p e e"

""@nick wilde is a tumblr sexyman" is the best thing i have ever seen"

"im sorry im cackling like a dying hyena"

"you're all 12 year olds"

"PEENIE"

"He once caused global warming on accident so he could get a tan"

"god, what a himbo. i love him"

"that reminds me of my friends kin assigned me jesus"

"Man outside of battle be like: princely crying but then in battle hes like: "CATACLYSM! DISASTER! DEVASTATION!" Chill out man"

"Every time I talk about satan it never fails to shock people it's my favorite thing to do"

"im kin assigning him roman sanders" ""Oh yeah he caused global warming because he wanted to get girls" "he what""

"oh damn i forgot satan was straight"

"twink appreciation club"

"give us the twinks"

"my first thought was bottom-"

"so many people to try and get his dad to love him"

"daddy issued"

"OH MY GOD ITS WILBUR"

"Big boy but"

"anyways janus is swagggg"

"........................."

"gib twink"

"give twink then i will share"

"holds him gentle like hamburger"

"This dumb bitch opened a book that said "do not open" and got possessed by a little bastard"

"he is. fragile creachur"

"klug is beauty klug is grace i would let him step on my face"

"If I'm playing swap and I have to hear one more "Pwanet Powew" Im gonna lose it"

"Who is to blame? Pandora or the box?"

"Bakugo isnt my type but I respect the drip"

"i say like my type isnt long-haired pretty boys and girls that look so gnc that people have a history of confusing them for men"

"hes a gremlin and i can appreciate a pretty gremlin"

"that is to say i am attracted to VFlower vocaloid. This is a confession."

"note i am a lesbian"

"You may like Schezo wegey"

"why does he have one single expression"

"soul soul eater passes the vibe check"

"magic wand"

"I Want To Hold His Hand"

"i would commit a war crime for him any war crime idc which one"

"my favorite one is when he sounded rlly gay because he said "Muscular bodies keep me satisfied""

"p e a n u t"

"Klug is a homophobic homosexual its just facts"

"grug from the croods is peak male performance"

"jaw drops to floor, eyes pop out of sockets accompanied by trumpets, heart beats out of chest, awooga awooga sound effect, pulls chain on train whistle that has appeared next to head as steam blows out, slams fists on table, rattling any plates, bowls or silverware, whistles loudly, fireworks shoot from top of head, pants loudly as tongue hangs out of mouth, wipes comically large bead of sweat from forehead, clears throat, straightens tie, combs hair Ahem, you look very lovely."

"tag yourself im the fireworks shooting from the top of the head"

"i like essays"

"central time gang"

"11:11 pog-" (wait... is that a suprise angel number?? yes it is lovelies just for you <3)

"Then again im also a dumbass bitch who wonders what the souls in soul eater taste like. SERIOUSLY THOUGH. THEY LOOK TASTY AS HELL!!!! LIKE GODDAMN BRO YOU'RE MAKING ME FUCKING HUNGRY. Like. that shit- it's Bone Apple motherfucking Teeth. hell yea my guy. Im hongy now.... shlorp I'm seriously considering this. Like. They seem kinda like a liquid? But a solid? Are they like jello? The fuck they taste like my guy???? I keep imagining they're like sour, like sour candy maybe? Or do they taste salty? Sweet? Maybe some combo of two? Do they even have a taste or is it about the texture? The sensation? God my mouth is watering what the hell. I am starving. I think I need to go get a cookie. I'm gonna go get a cookie. Brb. I'm better. I'm still craving souls though. Which is a weird-ass cringey thing to say but I'm being dead-ass rn. They just.... look tasty???? And I wanna eat one. Thus. I am shifting to Soul Eater for the express purpose of satisfying my fucking cravings. enjoy"

"points were made"

"jello? more like helloooo schloooAHFJDSDAIDWNALDHSJKDAIDANDM"

"WAIT I THINK I HAVE AN ANIME GIRL BITING VIDEO TOO"

"anime girl voice: mmm! mm... ahhhhmp!! mmm, mmm... aaahmp!"

"i think it sounds great i'm going to start eating like that"

"several people are typing"

"do these look edible to you"

"forbidden gummies"

"when I was on lsd I couldn't eat my fruit gummies because I thought they were alive because they had little faces on them"

"oh shit yeah don't do drugs"

"anyways general consensus is puyos are edible, ty for your input everyone"

"everypony is a word so powerful it can bring nations to its knees"

"pls the self control it's taking me not to say "hewwo everypony" in gen chat when someone new joins-"

"hewwo evewrypony uwu deaw cewestia i hopwe it doewsnt wain owo"

"ive cooked up a sowution wiwth the knowwege ive acwued. they say a kitcwen time saves niwne, but im just savwing two. Ive gathewwed the inwedients to make a time sowbet. Thewe's hawdly woom fow seconds when the seconds mewt away."

"I had a ten year old sister... you know what happened to her??? very sad, very tragic... she turned eleven....."

"NIIICE"

"Guts dont say the secks word :( /j"

"watch your fucking language in front of the president"

"im so sorry lumi"

"i think you're like ehhhh 8/10 funny"

"now me???? 10/10. Hilarious"

"sometimes i have to take a step back and remember that this is the same guts i follow on tumblr /lh"

""ok every here's some good shifting advice!!! uwu have a good day" "yeah i did lsd and ate fruit gummies""

"i have one setting and it's whatever this is"

"my bitch ass cat just pushed the door open with his fuzzy face and now my sleeping dad is being lulled into dreams by Cosmo Sheldrake's 'Pliocine'."

"me on discord: nick wilde"

"me on tumblr: shifting water! haha funne! me on here: my hermit crabs are cannibals also i want to eat souls."

"im sorry yOUR VIBESA RE JUST SO DIFFERNT"

"u give off older cousin ive never spoken to but always admire at the family gatherings vibes"

"what the fuck"

"BC I HAVE LIBERTU"

"If you adopt me then yes"

"am I qualified for dad jokes???"

"we're all a lot smarter on tumblr"

"I'm like "awww... sweet... sweet little shiftlings... posting such sweet shiftling content... so pure, so wholesome... does not even know abcs....""

"can't think before you speak if you never think B)"

"I'm not responsible enough to be a mom"

"cat pet"

"show us pictures of the cat or i will do Crime"

"maybe thats me being a coward tho"

"MOTH!!!! MOTH MY BELOVED"

if y'all want I can make this a series bc shiftblr keeps giving me more content

[quicksilverlightning]

All Might Headcanons

Cause I need to put them somewhere.

- He's middle-aged; you thirsty fans trying to claim that he's in his 30's are delusional. Late 40's at the earliest, 50's more likely. Personally, I put him at 53 to 55.

- All Might has never made a dime from hero work. Even when he was just starting out, any payment he accepted was in the form of food or favors. Rewards and bounties go to victims or charity. Toshinori and his agency 100% live on merchandising royalties.

- While he doesn't have the time to answer all of his fan mail, he does see it all at one point or another. There's an entire department at the agency just for processing everything. While standard replies are inevitable, he does personally sign all responses. The team brings anything particularly important to his attention, or directs it to the proper channels; as the Number One, All Might is often contacted by people with nowhere to go. Children with abusive parents frequently write the top hero for help; there are at least two social workers on All Might's payroll.

- An intrepid eight-year-old once sent him a birthday party invitation; he showed up.

- He sees all the fan art; the agency has a monthly newsletter. All of it is kept and archived. One of the floors is a rotating gallery. His personal favorites are kept and framed at home.

- After Kamino, the agency has to double the staff of the mail department.

- Toshinori can cook, clean, sew, repair a leak, change a tire, fix a doorknob, and generally manage anything domestic after living alone so long.

- After moving to the dorms, Toshinori becomes the go-to problem solver for the kids, most of whom are living on their own for the first time. He shows Kirishima and Sero how to use the washing machine, and teaches Shoji how to get rid of bloodstains with lemon juice. When Kaminari turns the kitchen into a disaster zone trying to make pancakes, Toshinori steps in, trying not to laugh.

- He makes breakfast for the kids every Monday morning.

- The students love him, and he's the first person they go to with personal problems. Ashido jokes that he should become a counselor or a life coach instead.

- He lights up inside when Todoroki shyly asks how he can become a more open and friendly hero.

- Toshinori has picked up an extremely wide array of skills over time, because you never know what might save your life one day.

- Present Mic once shut everyone out of the staff room by accident; Toshinori picked the lock before someone could fetch Aizawa. He's teaching Young Midoriya.

- " A little finesse now can save you a lot of trouble later, my boy."

- He folds origami animals and leaves them around the dorms. No one knows it's him doing it.

- He leaves an army of tiny frogs outside Tsu's door.

- Toshinori is a polyglot; he's fluent in Japanese and English, but knows a smattering of other languages, as he's often called in to help with international incidents. He can passably speak Mandarin, Korean, Spanish, and Russian, and say his catchphrase in 42 languages.

- Additionally, he knows both Japanese Sign Language and American Sign Language. He practices both with Kouda.

- The day Mic needs a substitute for English, he comes to class with a serious expression.

- "This will be the most important day you ever have in this class."

- He teaches them how to to swear.

- It's the best day of Bakugo's life.

[bakugohoex]

looove your blog keep up the amazing work 😙✌🏽 anywho fic where people in UA still think shinsou's quirk is scary and they avoid him as much as possible bc they're scared he might activate it + that makes him sad but reader isn't scared of him at all !! and she always talks to him/hangs with him etc.. and he like low-key falls in love w her

”why aren’t you scared of me?”

pairing: hitoshi shinso x female reader

cw: language, slight angst, fluff, kissing

word count: 4000+

a/n: umm this is weird and i got rid of the joint traning arc and mina and momo are being bitches and it’s just me waffling at 00:30 so yeah have fun to the people awake reading this also thank you so much for the support

summary: in which shinso joins class 1a and whilst everybody seems to be scared of him out of fear he’ll use his quirk, you try to befriend the boy and he develops feelings as soon as you talk to him.

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His arrival into the class was shocking to say the least, the small whispers between your classmates and the fear that flushed through their eyes. Except you, you were intrigued by the boy, having seen his quirk at the sports festival you had seen how he used it against Midoriya. His soft violet hair looked a mess but a cute mess to say the least, his dull eyes and grey marks underneath his eyes melted your insides.

“You can sit behind Y/n.” You smiled to signify you were Y/n and he looked down walking past your classmates.

The whispers all in ear shot, you could see his eyes fall but didn’t say anything about it. Him, swiftly taking the seat right behind you, Aizawa had let the class talk among themselves and the fact nobody had come to talk to the boy. Hurt you a lot more than you wished, “y/n, we’re having that movie night next Sunday.”

“I can’t wait.” You turned around to meet the boy, “you’re invited as well.”

He gazed up catching your eyes, your knuckles were white due to the grip on the chair, and you stared with utter confidence. Mina having been the one to ask, she gave a side eye at what you had just said but didn’t bother making a remark.

Shinso answered with a, “I wouldn’t want to intrude.”

“No, it’s fine, I want you to come.” You had never been this confident but at how he had been ignored by the rest of the class it jolted something inside of you, “we can have lunch together as well.”

“Okay.” It was blunt and Momo this time had come up to you.

She stood in front of you, ignoring the boy, you could see how tense she was at the close proximity between them. She gestured for you to get up, but you ignored her action, “I’ll talk to you later.” You spoke continuing to ignore her pleas, was she really scared of him?

Were they all really that scared of him?

“You can go to your friends; you don’t need to be some sort of pity party.” Shinso muttered, stretching back and leaning against his chair.

Wide eyed, you tilted your head to be placed on the back of your hands, “I’m not a pity party, I want to be friends.”

“Friends, your class hates me.” He looked up and down, your skirt had ridden up and he could see a scar that you had probably gotten from someone’s quirk.

You roll you eyes giving the boy a smirk, “they don’t hate you.” .

“Really?” He gushes out knowing it’s the truth.

“Yes, stop worrying.” It was concerning how easy you two could converse, and your friends were ever so afraid. His gaze watching every one of your features, they assumed he was thinking of how to taint you, but all the saw was a tenderness comfort from you.

You noticed Ectoplasm come through the door ready to teach the hated maths lesson, “be warned if you get a question wrong, he will glare at you.” You gestured to the man and Shinso’s lip twitched upwards.

“Maybe it’s just because you get the questions wrong.” Shinso remarked back, urning a small slap on the arm to him.

His could feel the tip of his ears redden at how your hand had touched his arm, even though the fabric, your hand had lingered before hearing the sound of the lesson starting. You turned back around trying to look and concentrate on the board but all you could really think about was the boy. He was sweet, he understood your humour and he was nice, and you had no idea where there seemed to be an air of terror around the room.

Lunch had finally arrived just as you were getting your stuff, “Y/n, let’s go to next lunch.” This time it was Midoriya who had spoken, he had fought Shinso and knew everything about him. Seeing you be so friendly to someone who had a quirk like him, it made the green haired boy anxious.

“I’m having lunch with Shinso actually” You took your bag, standing up and allowing Shinso to have a full view of your frame, the loose tie around the white shirt, the thigh highs encasing your legs and making your thighs suffocate between the fabric.

He saw the way the class was looking at the scene and he became angry, maybe even upset. Did they really fear him this much, think he’d become some sort of villain and he’d taint you.

You started walking before waiting, “come on then.” It felt like being beckoned but he followed nevertheless, meeting your gaze and walking past the class with you.

“She’s too nice for her own good.” Mina spoke walking out with Momo.

Momo nodded watching how you stood close to the boy, “he might hurt her, we need to keep an eye on them.”

“What if he’s already in her mind?” Mina spoke callously, it was unknown for the two of them to act like this. But they had seen the festival, and they has seen the look on Midoriya’s eyes when he was being brainwashed. You were too nice, everybody knew that, but you had always been infatuated with his quirk from the first time you saw him use it. You hadn’t fought against him during the sports festival but had made it to the same stage he had.

He wouldn’t have paid attention to you, wouldn’t have looked and watched your fight, you weren’t anybody important. “I bet you’re happy you got moved into our class.” Both of you were rounding a corner and you had been telling him about the classmates, but all he could think about was the hate and disgust he had seen in their eyes.

“Yeah, too bad you’ll probably be my only friend.” He shrugs pulling at this tie to loosen due to feeling constricted.

“So we are friends?” He heard the sign of your chuckle and took a heavy breathe, it was soft and warm, filled with a tender kindness he had never experienced before.

He didn’t meet your gaze, “shut up.” He could almost feel your smile on him, turning to meet your gaze, he was going to be friends with you. He knew that, but was still fearful you’d leave him, leave and be afraid of his quirk.

“I shouldn’t have made you have lunch with me, you probably have your own friends from general studies.” You scratched the back of your head looking forward towards the main hall, you both walked towards the food a hunger taking over you.

He captures your eyes beginning to speak, “not really, I used them a lot in the festival and I guess they got pissed.”

He followed you to the empty seat, sitting opposite you as you picked at your food, “well what did you expect, dumbass.” He gave a low chuckle watching how your hair bounced in place and how you licked your lips after taking a bite of the rice.

“I remember seeing your fight, it was good, too bad you lost.” He taunted back; you rolled your eyes gently kicking his leg from underneath the table. Another flush had erupted from his face feeling your leg graze his own.

“It wasn’t my fault, I couldn’t touch her to use my quirk, she kept hitting me.” You whined, he smiled at the action, it was cute, but he was never going to admit that.

Instead raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms whilst leaning back he watched you, “okay then, what is this quirk of yours, I better be impressed.”

“Give me your hand.” He gave a wary look, “I’m not going to break your hand.”

He scoffed, putting his hand out, the rest of the class had arrived a couple minutes prior and had seen the two of you. “I don’t understand why you lot are scared of brainwashing kid, you’re all just pussy’s.” Bakugo stormed walking to another table with Kirishima, Sero and Denki.

All four had to admit his quirk was good, even Bakugo who would say it was shitty. They didn’t really care, and Denki could see him as the popular kid who’d he want to be friends with. The four hadn’t gone up to him due to seeing the glares that you had gotten and the glare of Mina’s that felt ice cold.

Most of them believed fear had caught up but how could they live in fear of the boy when he was in their class permanently. What could they do but see him try to integrate more into the class, Kirishima had even felt happy that you had invited him even after Mina and Momo’s look of horror.

Mina had gone to sit with the girls who seemed a lot more hatred to the boy, you understood Izuku’s anxiousness, but he’d get over it when he got more comfortable. You knew the class would be fine, after these months with them all, they’d be fine hopefully. The girls had watched him put his hand out and your fingers grazing his palms, they had no reason but fear that filled them, one of their close friends getting close with a boy with a quirk like his. It was a recipe for disaster.

“What is she doing?” Jirio asked, she didn’t have the same hatred as Momo, and Mina did. But that was only due to you being closer with the latter.

“Showing her quirk.” Hagakure spoke being able to see a lot more than the others by being the closest to the two of you.

Mina’s eyes widened, “why would she do that?”

The lack of response made it seem more like there was more fear from her than anybody else. Of course she would feel like this, she had seen you grow and been there for you and she didn’t want some stupid brainwashing boy to make you a villain. She hadn’t realised her thoughts, how inconsiderate she had been, he wasn’t a villain but why did she believe it so much. Having seen him control Midoriya it was frightening and now here you were sitting in front of him without acknowledging the fear.

“Basically if I touch any matter really, I can control it, so I touched your hand now…” You had stopped speaking letting your mind go blank as you thought for him to wave at you, “see.”

His eyes widened it was like his, it was something similar not exactly the same. But he felt his chest go heavy, he had fallen for you, from the way you spoke to having seen your fight and see you defeated. He had to admit he thought you were an arrogant weakling but now after you had so effortlessly become friends with him, he felt something a lot more for you.

“Shinso.” The sound of your voice saying his name, drove him wild and he couldn’t move, frozen at how you had spoke so smoothly, how his name on your lips was so effortless and seductive. He might sometimes be coy, but he was blunt but at this moment he couldn’t speak out of fear of losing something potential.

“Sorry.” It was a mutter and you shrugged it off taking him to where training would be.

Having changed into your hero costume you saw Shinso with the detachable mask around his mouth. He walked closer to you, but saw how your friends had come over quickly, he didn’t take a step forward standing still. Until Denki had seen him, “hey, I’m Kaminari.”

“Shinso.” The violet haired boy spoke.

Denki began gleefully talking to no end, “…I think your quirk is cool and you look one of those popular boys in Shojo manga.”

“You read Shojo manga.” Shinso spoke visibly confused but intrigued at the boy.

Denki began to save himself by acting cooler than usual, “what you don’t?”

“Nope.” It was another blunt statement; he had easily been able to not been blunt with you, but he was getting anxious at the motives of Denki’s.

“Come to my room tonight, I’ll show you so many.” Denki had easily said, Shinso nodded, he felt relieved that this mornings antics had all be swept away, even seeing Kirishima and Sero coming along dragging Bakugo beside him. They began to converse and Shinso felt relieved but occasionally looked at you, he found your hero costume beautiful, he understood for the lack of clothes due to it being easy to touch stuff with your any part of your body.

He zoned out looking at how your legs were exposed, the white leotard that encased your body and the long white cape that fell from around your neck, it looked moveable and he could see the material to be controllable for you to grab stuff. You looked like an ethereal angel and he if this really was a Shojo manga his nose would be bleeding right about now.

“We’re doing doubles, get into pairs and then join up with another pair.” Shinso noticed how he probably wouldn’t end up with you or one of the boys as they’d partner up together, but Denki had stayed close to him already an acknowledgement that the two were pairs and Sero had gone to pair up with Sato.

You had seen Denki go up to the boy and you knew your assumptions were right, being partnered with Mina would be hard at how she gave fearful remarks of not getting too close to the boy. You were against Momo and Ururaka, it was an ease using and controlling whatever Momo made but you weren’t fully in the fighting spirt. Your gaze on the fight between Kirishima and Bakugo against Shinso and Denki.

“Y/n, pay attention.” Mina chastised, you nodded continuing to stop Ururaka’s aim, it was easy to get close to them and with ease and Mina’s acid you were able to touch them and control them to stop.

It went on like this for a while, you were glad that with timing you didn’t have to go against Midoriya and Todoroki or Bakugo and Kirishima. They’re power was a lot and you really didn’t want to break any bones today, but fate still ended up hating you and the last fight was against Shinso and Denki.

You could almost feel the smirk through the mask, the capturing weapon surrounding his pretty little neck. “Ready to lose Y/n.” You didn’t speak, knowing exactly what he was going to do.

Denki had come full force at the two of you, you quickly with ease touched him as he swung for Mina who slyly escaped using her acid. You brought the boy up, whispering in his ears a few fatal words, before he stormed at Shinso with his quirk. “Using my teammate against me, so callous of you.”

You still hadn’t spoken, Mina hated how he toyed with you but still remained further away that you did.

“Shinso.” Denki shouted but that was Shinso’s cue to use his own quirk, it went on back and forth using Denki before he overexerted himself and stayed on the ground. Knowing you’d have to make this quick, you ran up to the boy ready to touch him.

But you felt the cool alloy wrap around your bones, Aizawa had seen the progress Shinso had made using them and he was impressed. He was still rough and needed a lot more practice, but he was able to hold onto you with confidence. You tried to get out, but he had made your cape wrap around your skin making his scarf able to not be controlled by you, you were all wrapped up for him in a pretty little present.

“Say the magic words.” He mocked out.

You huffed taking a sign before speaking, “let me out…please.”

He let you go and had begun controlling you, bringing you this time closer to his body. “You did good.” He stopped brainwashing you and you came out of your daze.

“Being under you brainwashing is creepily good, it’s like an out of body experience.” You spoke highly praising the boy before hearing Aizawa dismiss you all.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” He laughs walking with you to the changing rooms.

You wanted to ask about his new friendships as it seemed to have been him become a lot more comfortable than you had expected, “you made friends with Denki and them lot.”

“Yeah, they seem okay, even that Bakugo he makes some good points, he’s still arrogant though.” You laughed cocking your head back at the remark.

“That describes him to the T.” You partnered ways getting changed and meeting each other outside to walk to the dorms

He spoke about Denki inviting him to read some Shojo manga, and you couldn’t wait to hear that story. He was even your neighbour which you were happy about, knowing that there was only a thin wall between the two of you.

The days continued on as usual, you spending more and more time with Shinso, the class becoming more comfortable with him, even Midoriya was friendly saying Hi’s in the mornings which Shinso would reply with. It seemed like everybody was growing on him, everybody except Mina and Momo, there was a sense of air that you were still infatuated with him.

They remember your exact words from the sports festival, “his quirk looks kind of scary, I’d rather die then fight him.” You had said it jokingly, but they took it literally and couldn’t understand why you were as scared as they were. They saw the look of evil in his eyes, but the class had moved past, and they seemed to be the only ones left. They were your friends, of course they were but the way they had been acting had made you distance yourself just for them to cool off.

Another fast long week had approached, and it was finally time for the movie night that was occurring, Shinso had walked down with you, the purple hoodie encased his frame with the grey joggers. He had been in awe when you came out of your room in shorts and a zip up hoodie seeing the peak of a tank top underneath. You really did look perfect in anything; it was the moment he knew that he had begun falling for you deeper.

“Denki showed me this Shojo manga, he said you’d read it.” You began to think of the manga’s you had read which happened to be a long list. “Kiss him, not me.”

“Oh yeah, it’s sappy, I love it though, we should watch the anime.” You hadn’t realised what you said but it was obviously an invitation into one another’s rooms to watch a romance anime.

Shinso tried to surpress his cheeks from flushing but continued on speaking, “I’ll hold you to that.”

“Of course.” You laughed meeting the class who had set up in front of the TV, you grabbed the hoodie sleeve of Shinso’s pushing him onto the end of the sofa as you sat beside him. “Now if I fall asleep, I won’t be embarrassed.”

The thought of you falling asleep on him, made his heart beat. He felt butterflies at how you were already partially leaning against him, he watched Mina and Momo glare from the other side, ignoring it though. The movie had started something Bakugo had chosen after winning rock paper scissors, it was disturbing to say the least and you knew you’d end up falling asleep through the second part of it.

Iida had paused the film for breaks being the efficient man he was, Shinso stayed put as you went to get a glass of water. Mina following, “Y/n, why have you been so distant with me?” She was worried for the friendship, had Shinso made you like this?

“Oh, have I, I didn’t realise.” You speak taking a long sip of the water.

“Yeah, you have, did Shinso do this to you? Are you like under his control?” It was unexpected and you choked on your water in shock.

You were trying to keep a lid on your anger, but you had given up, “Mina stop being a fucking bitch to the boy, he hasn’t done anything to me, everybody has warmed up to him except you and Momo and it’s driving me crazy to have to step on egg shells around you. He isn’t a villain okay.”

Her mouth was wide and at your shouting the class had gathered, even Shinso who had heard the last part. Denki put a reassuring arm on his friends shoulder before waiting for Mina’s reply, who hadn’t realised the presence of others.

“He’s probably controlling everybody Y/n, you told me and Momo you would never want to fight him, why would you say that and befriend him?” You thought back to those words you had said months ago.

“I can say I wouldn’t want to fight him because I’m glad he’s on our side.” You muttered, “he’s not controlling all of, stop acting like this.”

Mina tried to move closer to you, but you put your arm out to stop her, “can’t you see we’re all scared of him; he’s going to end up a villain.”

Shinso broke at those words, he coughed making Mina realise what she had said, the faces of 19 angry faces glaring at her. Shinso began to speak and Mina was scared shitless, “I’m going to head up early.”

“Shin…” He moved past everybody walking away, he wasn’t in the mood for confrontation and now all he could think about was you, why weren’t you scared of him, why were you so kind to him?

You barged past the girl, “don’t fucking talk to me until you apologise to him.” You ran to follow the boy who had already taken the elevator, you thought over the scene and he needed someone.

Walking towards his door, you knocked waiting for him to open it, he looked sad, upset even. You didn’t know what to say seeing his glum face, “she shouldn’t have said that.”

“It’s the truth though, isn’t it, I’ll always be seen as a villain.” You went to reach for him, but he took a step backwards, “that’s the thing, I don’t understand though.”

“What, Shinso?” You questioned closing the door and leaning against it.

“Why aren’t you scared of me?” Your eyes widened.

“Why would I ever be scared of you?”

He came close to your smaller frame, his arms crossed above your head leaning down to meet your eyes. “My quirk its not very hero type now is it.”

“Shinso, I never cared about your quirk, yeah its cool but I saw you, for you not your quirk.” You rested your hands on his chest, hoping to bring comfort.

One of his hands, moved to your cheek, caressing it softly and slowly. “I shouldn’t have asked you that.”

“No, it’s fine, I want you to know that I like you for you.” You hadn’t meant for a confession of your crush to come out, but you stopped caring, you liked him, you really did, and you didn’t care if Mina and Momo didn’t. They would have to acknowledge it one way or another.

His other hand moved your hair away from your face, “you’re lucky then.” He moved his face closer to yours, you could smell the caramel popcorn fresh from his breathe.

“Why?” You tilted your head waiting for the gap to close.

Just as his lips skimmed yours, he spoke softly, “that I like you for you t…” He never finished his sentence, instead kissing you softly, your soft lips engulphed within his own. Your hands in his hair as he brought his hands to grip your waist. He felt every inch of you in that one kiss, hearing a soft moan which allowed his tongue to take the lead and make you own submit. It felt intoxicating and heavy, with teeth on teeth and his grip tightening against your waist. He wanted to feel you on him, he didn’t care what the two girls thought of him anymore because he had you and that was all he ever needed.

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☕️ bakugou katsuki :)

[just as a general statement: i’m only at the start of season 4 !!!]

okay i LOVE bakugo like tbh i spent seasons 1 and 2 being like “oh my god i love him he’s such a shithead” but then once season 3 happened w/ the training camp and everything after i was like “oh..... OH..............” and also bc i think s3 is really when we start to see him.......... kinda reach out to his classmates? like i dont even remember the context or what he said but i remember early s3 thinking to myself “oh hey bakugo just..... gave his own form of motivation”

but like........ here is where bakugo GETS ME like, the fight he and deku had after the provisional licensing exam......... holy shit like 

1) of all things, i thought bakugo was going on the “i hate myself bc i was too weak and i got caught” route, which would’ve been heartbreaking in itself!!!! but instead we got “i hate myself bc i was too weak and i got caught and that in turn destroyed the hero i’ve admired my entire life and all might absolutely blames me” and that like. really got me tbh like i’ve always seen bakugo as a character whose pride will be his downfall and i think they really did it in such an interesting way bc bakugo truly blames himself for what happened to all might, even after all might assures him that he was going to lose his power anyway, and it just. makes me really sad, you know? bc yeah bakugo can be. aggressive. to say the least. but he’s still a kid, you know? and all might obviously cares for his students and he truly felt like he failed as bakugo’s teacher because bakugo was feeling so guilty and like. thinking back? i think we really do see that guilt? or at least the Effects of that guilt? and it makes me big sad :( not to mention the fact that, maybe it was just my interpretation, but the bakugo we see kidnapped by the LOV seemed to be scared, in his own way? like if im remembering correctly, he was like “you assholes won’t kill me, you want me for your league” but he was still Actually Thinking about his movements and what he was going to do? and during the fight with all for one, he actually admitted to himself that he was stuck? that he couldn’t get away from the LOV and therefore all might couldn’t fight to his full potential bc of the collateral damage? and just like to see bakugo Actually Accept that he’s in a bad situation + the guilt like........ oh boy

2) and also bakugo and deku’s actual fight was top tier holy shit like. the fact that deku was like “i’m not going to back down from this fight, not only am i the only one who understands what bakugo is going through and i know he needs to blow off some steam, but i’m also going to show him that he can’t push me around anymore” and bakugo like....... genuinely being upset that he beat deku? like i just keep thinking abt him asking all might why he chose deku to have one for all, especially bc bakugo then asks something along the lines of “but don’t you see that i’m weak now, too?” like.......... the fight was just so good and we saw how deku has progressed and made one for all his own quirk and also like. we almost see this tragic downfall-esque moment for bakugo? like bakugo’s fatal flaw is his pride and how he sees Any Type Of Help as a sign that he’s weak, and he finally felt this true moment of “everything i have done in my life has been wrong.” like, when he asks deku, “does this mean everything i’ve done to become just like all might has been wrong?” oh boy............. like i really want bakugo to learn that help =/= weakness, and even all might pointed it out that, while deku admires bakugo’s desire to win, bakugo “fears deku’s spirit” bc deku always acts with the intention to help others, and bakugo has always viewed that type of..... team work as a sign of weakness. i think it’s why he’s always going off on his own (like in the licensing exam), though hot take i wouldn’t be surprised if his penchant for doing his own thing is also tied to his guilt over what happened with all might

also though his friendship with kirishima???? top tier like tbh i love how kirishima seems to kinda see through bakugo and they really do seem to get each other :’)

i think my main thing with bakugo, and maybe this is a little too much heart-on-my-sleeve, but i kinda tend to have a bit of a soft spot for characters who are Angry A Lot like. maybe this sounds dumb but it’s very much this protective feeling of “ik what it’s like to be so consumed by anger that it sometimes feels like it’s the core of your personality and God do i want to see you heal” but i think that might be some projection on my end akjdsjkdjkds like i just get a bit sad bc bakugo, along with all the students, are Kids and the show doesn’t let you forget that they are Kids who always happen to be at the wrong place in the wrong time and it’s just like. i want him + all the characters to be able to heal

also tbh ik she’s only been seen like.......... twice but i have :/ thoughts :/ on bakugo’s mom and this is DEFINITELY projection but it really stood out to me how the way she described his quirk was “stupid awesome” in kinda a dismissive way and how she has that same aggressive behavior and. okay. that might have been for comedic effect like “ahahaha see how similar they are!!” like i get it and it also got a few chuckles out of me but also like. i am :/ bc parental figures play a Big Role in the show (such as deku’s love for his mom while all might essentially stands in as a father figure, todoroki having to actually address the hate he has towards his father [though i have hmm thoughts abt his situation with his mom too], and tbh i’ll even put iida with his older brother here bc of how much his goals align with making his brother/family proud) and it Really stands out to me how bakugo’s mom shares his anger/aggressive behavior but also seems to see him like. the rest of the world sees him. like while she did show care in being like “obviously i was worried about him, but when aizawa said that the LOV wouldn’t break his spirit, i knew he was in the right hands,” but i am overall very warily :/ at how similar they are, especially in a show that has already shown the depths of parental/guardian influence on its main cast of teenagers

and also there’s already been stuff said about how deku and bakugo eerily parallel all might and endeavor, right? like someone has already wrote a think-piece about that? bc with a show that actually has a very big commentary on breaking cycles of abuse (especially with todoroki), i am Big Eyes Emoji

(this isn’t to like. brush aside the mean things bakugo has done/said to deku and the other characters but like. i think it’s more than just “oh he’s just an asshole” like yeah he’s definitely abrasive and aggressive and jaded but it stems from this overwhelming sense of pride + a warped view of what it means to be a hero) (bc he really did only view being a hero as Winning and while that’s definitely a part of it, he ignored the more emotional side of it) (also don’t get me wrong his pride drives me up the wall a lot, especially thinking back to the sports festival, and again maybe this is me thinking too much or projecting, but it’s very obvious that he was heralded from the moment his quirk developed and that immediately made a recipe for disaster)

tldr: i love bakugo! a lot! he drives me up a wall but GOD get this kid some therapy <3

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The “Better Half”; A Poly KiriBaku x Reader Fanfic

enjoy the series | part one part two part three

part four part five

“Heyyyy! Ichiko!” You heard your twin brother chasing you, but you didn’t turn around. He couldn’t see you cry like this, especially over a boy, who happened to be his bully. You had never cried in front of Izuku before. You were supposed to be his protector, and you refused to let him see me as weak or vulnerable. You continued to walk towards the main square, ignoring him while also wiping away any sign of crying. “Hey Ichi! Wait for me!” Izuku ran up to you, pulling on your backpack.

“Go back to class Izuku…” You angrily shoved him away, but only softly. Izuku stared at you as he followed, shocked by your behavior. “N-no! I can’t!” Izuku walked in front of you and looked back as he continued to walk backward. “How am I supposed to leave you alone after something like that?! You just cut your relationship with your childhood best friend. Surely you want someone to comfort you.” Izuku explained as you shook your head, trying to get him out of your mind.

“No! I’m fine Izuku!” You shouted, now speed-walking to try to get away with him. You didn’t exactly know where you were going honestly, but oh well. Anywhere people didn’t know you. You didn’t even want Izuku around, especially Izuku out of all people. “But you just had your first heartbreak Ichiko! I can help by-” You stomped your foot to the ground, stopping and staring at him angrily. “Enough! You’ve done enough! I only had to do that because of you Izuku! Now go away from me! I want to be alone!” You screamed as he saw the tears in your eyes and finally left you alone to walk, understanding.

You felt bad, but thanks to Izuku, you had to accept something he said. Heartbreak, something that you had never thought you would feel, especially not today. You had been the most popular girl, had the best groups of friends, and had never lost a friend before. You ran to the town square, first running through a tunnel that led to the main market place and most public place. Through your footsteps, cries, and sniffles, you were unable to hear the gushing, slithering noises echoing throughout the tunnel that followed you. When you reached the end, you stopped, looking at the large crowd in front of you.

As you went to take a step, you watched as pieces of gel reached out and grabbed you from behind, wrapping around your neck, waist, and feet. The entire crowd of people turned to you, shocked and scared for the young girl in front of them. “Someone call the pros!” A lady screamed as you began squirming, watching another slime limb start reaching around your head towards your mouth. “Stop squirming kid! It’ll be a lot less painful for both of us if you just let me do this!”

As the slime began going into your mouth and cutting off your oxygen, you could watch as everyone’s eyes laid upon you. You began punching and kicking the slime monster as it fought against you, squeezing the air out of you. You watched as reporters and pro heroes surrounded you, not knowing how to confront the situation. “Please!” You screamed, choking on the slime as you felt your brain becoming foggy as all the oxygen in your body slipped away. Before your final breath, you raised your hand and used your quirk to the best of your abilities.

“Do not worry! Because I am here!” You heard in the background of your mind as the slime retreated from your body, letting you crash into the ground painfully in a cloud of dust. “Young girl, are you awake? Oh god, this isn’t good... I’m running out of time. Young girl, please wake up please!” You opened your eyes to see All Might... THE All Might. You sat up slowly, unable to believe your eyes. “What the-” You stood up quickly, staring at the tall, muscular man in front of you. “Oh good, you’re able to move. Are you breathing properly?”

All Might questioned as you nodded slowly, still recovering mentally. You flipped yourself the other way where you could see the slime monster and its eyes, watching you. As All Might began to step towards the monster, it slithered back into the shadows. All Might went to chase it before you began coughing loudly, trying to sit up. He stepped back and knelt down, trying to examine you for any injuries. “W-Where is it?” You asked, looking around slowly for the slime that had captured you.

“You used your quirk on it before you passed out. It dropped you and slithered back into the tunnel.” All Might explained as you stretched your arms around, hearing the cracking and popping within your body. “Why didn’t you chase it?” You asked, using All Might’s arm to help you stand back up. “Well, you stopped breathing for a second. I couldn’t just leave you.” He explained and handed you your backpack.

“I’m sorry. Thank you.” You whispered quietly as All Might finally notice the mascara tear streaks under your eyes. Had those been there from the monster attack or beforehand? Had you been crying before you had been attacked? “I can walk you home if you-” All Might stopped talking as you wiped a tear off your sulky face. “I’ll be fine. Thank you All Might.” Staring at the ground, you gave him a weak smile, bowed, and walked away from the crowd, feeling the eyes staring at you from behind before you disappeared from view.

As soon as you were out of the town square, you began running. Tears streamed down your face as you ran through alleys upon alleys, crowds, and crowds, across streets and past buildings. You kept running, not caring where you were going until you hit something. While running through an alley with tears in your eyes, you ran into a ladder on the side of an abandoned building. Looking up it while rubbing your sore head, you got an idea.

You didn’t really think, you just wanted to getaway. You began stepping up the iron ladder on top of the 28-story-building until you felt the wind in your hair, and saw your school from afar. You had about an hour until school ended, which meant it would be about an hour until your mom would be blowing up your phone. You didn’t care though, you had no more care left in you. You walked to the edge of the building and sat down, swinging your feet in the air as you stared out.

For minutes, you sat in silence, thinking about Bakugo and Izuku over and over. How had this happened? Just years ago, you and your boys had been happy, little kids with dreams and love for each other. You had all been so close, and now you all were separated both emotionally and physically. Your dear brother was most likely at home, wondering where you could be, and Bakugo… well… knowing him he was probably smoking or skating somewhere with friends, not even thinking of you. Who knew he could be so selfish…

“Young lady, please do not j-jump off! A simple monster attack has no reflection on your self-worth!” You turned, out of your deep train-of-thought, to see All Might once more, standing before you with a worried expression. “All Might? What are you doing here?” You asked, getting up and walking over to him. “I was flying by and saw your poor self sitting on the edge of a building. I was worried about you.” He confessed as you nodded, looking over All Might’s body.

He was shaking, as if in pain but trying to conceal it. “I wasn’t… I wasn’t going to jump. I was just… thinking.” You explained as he nodded, walking towards you slowly. “Well, if you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to take you down from here so I-” All Might stopped as he fell to the ground, clutching his side in pain. “A-All Might!!” You yelled, bending down to try to help before All Might began to shrivel up like a grape. Before your eyes, a long-haired, blue-eyed man stood before you.

“You’re not All Might!!” You screamed, backing up away from the imposter slowly. “Do not fall off the roof Young Lady.” The man’s hoarse voice whispered cautiously as you realized the voice was still his. Before you could help him up, he began coughing up blood as his face became red and he began to fell towards the ground. Without hesitation, you ran to your backpack to retrieve our first aid kit and bento box and ran back to All Might.

“All Might, you’re puking blood!” You exclaimed, grabbing your backpack and putting it under his head to act as a pillow. “It’s okay, this is normal.” He waved it away, watching you take out a bento box and food with it. “Here.” You grabbed your chopsticks and began to feed him tonkatsu and rice cakes. ‘Nice kid.’ All Might thought, enjoying the company of you feeding him good food. ‘A little weird, but nice.” He smiled again, before noticing the mascara marks under your eyes.

“Young lady, why were you crying? It wasn’t because of the attack, right?” He asked as you slowly shook your head, continuing to feed him. “N-no. I had a rough day at school. There was… There was a disaster at school today, and I just had to ditch.” You explained as All Might nodded, enjoying the drama and food combo you were giving him. “My childhood best friend told him he loved me, right? I mean, I kind of knew because I’ve always loved him but he literally confessed to me two days ago.”

All Might continued staring, wanting you to continue. “Anyways, my twin brother, Izuku, is quirkless. He… my childhood best friend told him to go kill himself and beat him up without me knowing. Anyways, I… I told him I would never forgive him, and then I stormed out. I never thought… in a million years… that anything like this would happen! But now… it is. God, I feel so hopeless and used! School is ending in a week, I have to prepare for the UA, and now my best friend isn’t my best friend anymore.” You explained, trying your best not to cry in front of the pro hero.

“God, I just feel so hopeless. It’s like everything I ever had is crumbling around me and there’s nothing I can do.” You began to cry before All Might lifted your chin to look at him. “Where are your parents in all this? Surely you can go to them for help.” He suggested as you slowly shook your head.

“My mother is nice and all but she’s very simple-minded. She wanted to become a mom and that was it. Even when I was a child, she told me how it wasn’t realistic to dream of becoming a hero. Besides, my brother and I have not told her anything about the bullying or the drama that’s gone on. It would only change her relationship with Mitsuki, his mother. Izuku has always gone to me. I’ve always been his protector from everything.”

All Might smiled sadly at you, pitying you deeply. In a way, you reminded him of his young self. Scared of the future, fragile, and wanting more. Could he possibly help you? “What about your father? He must be willing.” All Might recommended as you looked up at him depressingly. Oh right, most kids had dads that were present. “He… He left when I was young. My father was a genius in college with a good heart, but drugs and alcohol consumed him.”

All Might’s eyes immediately filled with despair as he realized you had grown up mostly without a father. “He was a smart man though, and looking back on it, I have reason to believe he knew Izuku was quirkless before us all. Izuku was shorter than he was supposed to be, along with his muscle-building being slower than me even. Even if he wasn’t quirkless, Izuku had always been a burden to my father. I hate to point the finger, but Father didn’t like Izuku. Not at all.”

All Might lightly grip your hand to comfort you as you continued to feed him now a tamagoyaki omelet. “Although I miss him, I remember now how terrible he was, and how aggressive he was to all of us. He would pull me around and say it built character. He would make me train when my mom went out and pushed me to my limits. He calorie count, made me work my quirk out and pushed me to not trust others. At the end of the day… I’m glad he’s gone.”

All Might sighed, nervously wanting to say something but having no idea of what to actually respond with. How could he have known about the terrible situations you had been in? If only your dear brother hadn’t been quirkless, then none of this would have happened. The universe was just so very cruel.

Before All Might could ask you more, your phone began ringing. Excusing yourself, you lifted it to your ear and responded. “Ichiko! I’ve been texting you for the past ten minutes! If you don’t come home with me, Mom’s going to get worried. Where are you anyway?!” Izuku yelled into the phone worryingly. “I’m… nowhere. Where are you now?” You asked, hearing people’s voices in the background. “The town square where I last saw you.” You nodded, looking over to All Might.

“Alright, stay there. I’ll meet you.” You hung up the phone and walked back over to the pro hero who sat up, staring at you. “I can fly you back if you want.” He offered, but you shook your head, denying his generous offer. “That’s nice, but you’re in no condition to fly right now. It was nice talking to you All Might, I hope you enjoyed the food.” As you were about to leave, you heard him yell out.

“Wait! I don’t even know your name, Young Lady. Do not keep such secrets from someone who knows your life story!” You grinned back at the pro hero who looked healthy now. “My name is Ichiko Midoryia, and I go to Aldera Junior High. See you around All Might.” You smiled as you went down the iron ladder and returned your feet to the concrete. You walked throughout the very busy sidewalk, and towards the town square that was buzzing with people.

You walked towards the tunnel and stood just outside of it, bringing your phone out to call your brother, who you didn’t see at the moment. All you could hear was the ringing as you continued to call him, yet as you went to call him again, you began to hear ringing behind you. Before you could turn around, many of the people in the square turned and began screaming, backing up even as their eyes laid on something behind you. As a response, you began to turn around quickly before gasping.

Before your eyes was the slimy, sludge villain with the black beady eyes, currently strangling your brother. Wrapped around his waist, neck, and legs, it held Izuku still as he stared at you, the eyes slowly going to the back of his head. You backed up, still on the ground, looking around for anyone to help. That’s when your eyes laid on All Might, in his weak form, staring back with panic in his eyes.

That’s when you realized he was unable to help, and nobody else was going to save your brother. “Young Ichiko, get away from that thing!!” All Might yelled from the crowd, barely standing out of the crowds shrieks and screams, as he didn’t realize that Izuku was your twin. You stood back up and began to face the villain. Ignoring the protests of the crowd, you ran towards the villain and threw your backpack at it, right in the eyes.

As it reacted in pain, you raised your hand and began to use your quirk against it. As it opened its eyes, it began to shrivel and shake in pain as the pain consumed him. You continued to use it to the best of your ability until it dropped your brother and began to go back into the darkness of the tunnel. You ran to Izuku and dropped to your knees, watching All Might sprint out of the crowd and join you. “Someone call the ambulance! Someone call the ambulance!” You screamed, shaking him.

It was five minutes before the ambulance was there, and two before the reporters got there. Blinding cameras everywhere, microphones being shoved in your face, and questions from all over being jumbled together into one loud deafening noise. You began to cry, the emotions being too much as your brother’s unconscious body laid next to you. It was all too much to handle, causing you to not even care about the several pro heroes that crowded around you, trying to comfort in any way.

“Why did you save this boy? Is this your brother? Is this your friend? How do you feel about the heroes not coming in time to see him? Can you tell us about his condition? Tell us about the villain that attacked him!” You began sobbing as you felt arms wrap around you, but the questions kept coming. Finally, they stopped all of a sudden. “Leave the poor girl alone!! Hasn’t she been through enough! You should ashamed of harassing a traumatized minor! Stop with these questions!”

You looked up to see All Might shielding you from the lights and reporters with his bulky self. Adjusting to the light again, you looked around to see Mt. Lady hugging you, Midnight trying to shoo away cameramen on your left, and a few students from your high school on the right, watching from afar. Finally, though, the ambulance arrived. They propped your brother onto the bed and rolled him in, offering you a spot next to him. Before you could deny, hero-formed All might stepped in.

“I think she’s been through a lot, maybe if I fly her there it will help calm the trauma. Mt. Lady, will you ride with the poor boy?” All Might asked, acting as a father-figure almost to you. Mt. Lady nodded calmly and stepped into the ambulance, letting the reporters get many photos f her fro behind. You watched slowly as the ambulance drove away, taking Izuku with it.

“Come now, before any more stupid reporter asks you another dumb question.” He wrapped his arm around you and soared into the sky, leaving behind the flashing cameras. It was a short flight, but with the night sky and the city lights below you, you felt happy. YOu knew it wouldn’t last, but it was nice. Finally, you arrived at the hospital, All Might transforming into his weak state and walking in with you. It hadn’t occurred that the 1# hero had spent his entire day with you yet.

You walked in, allowing All Might to check you in as your parental custodian, and walked up to Izuku’s assigned hospital room. Slowly but surely, you walked your way down to the hospital and prepared yourself. All Might rubbed your shoulder comfortingly as you finally made up the courage to go inside. As you stepped in, you were graced with the sight of Mt. Lady sitting on a stool beside him, reading his chart.

“Ahh, there you two are! I knew it! In this lighting, it’s easy to tell you’re his twin!” She placed the clipboard back on the wall and walked over to you. “They showed camera footage of you fighting that sludge villain! You’re such a hero in the making!” She exclaimed quietly, hugging you lightly. “Th-They showed that on tv?!” You asked, running to the box television and turning it to face you. Exactly as she had said, the footage of you was on the tv, alongside many witnesses answering questions from a reporter in the town square.

“Why yes, it was quite incredible! She went from being terrified to making a whole plan to save the victim in just seconds. It was quite impressive for a junior high student who was in shock.” One lady in a fur coat explained. “Why would you say she went into action, and the many adults around her didn’t?” The news reporter, a blue-skinned woman with blonde hair asked, putting her microphone back into the lady’s face. “To put it simply, I do not believe that anyone but her in that scenario chooses the hero aspect of the fight mode.”

You felt Mt. Lady pat you on the head as you continued to watch the television, before remembering someone. You took your phone out and laid your eyes upon hundreds of messages and notifications. Girls who you didn’t even know were texting you, all of your friends were trying to call, and your mom had called you hundreds of times. You went to call Bakugo, before stopping yourself. No, you couldn’t do that to yourself. Looking at your notifications, he had called you non-stop since you ran out on him. You did your best to stop the pain in your chest as you went to call your mom.

It only took one ring before she picked up. “Ichiko?! Ichiko?! I saw you on the news Baby! Mitsuki is driving me to the hospital now! We’ll be there in a few minutes!” She yelled into the phone, before abruptly hanging up. Huh...weird. You put your phone back, ignoring all the annoying notifications and looking back at the other three in the room. “Young Ichiko! If you’d like a small break before your mother gets here, I recommend you come with me.”

You followed the smiling pro hero in his weak form to the end of the hall, and then up a set of stairs behind a heavy door to the roof of the hospital. “I know you like tall places to think Young Ichiko, so this might work!” All Might proudly exclaimed before noticing your sad expression. “He’s going to be alright Ichiko. He’s simply sleeping. He’ll be able to come home tonight.” All Might explained, walking to the edge and sitting down with you.

“I… I couldn’t protect him.” You murmured, only loud enough for All Might to hear you. “Ichiko, you saved him! He’d be dead without you, you do know that right?” He asked as you nodded slowly. “I know! I know that! But still, he was only waiting there because I left him and yelled at him to go away! If I had been a better sister and stayed with him, none of this would have happened! If I had just put Bakugo in his place earlier, none of this would have happened! God!”

All Might began to rub your back, watching you sob. “When will it end? Things are just getting worse and worse! First, I lose my friend. Then I almost lost my brother! What’s next?! Gosh, I just want something good to happen!” You yelled out into the open space, 30 floors above the ground. Up here, freedom was natural, and yelling was a habit. “Young Ichiko, I know a lot about you now. Is there anything you want to know about me?”

You looked over to the blonde man, wondering what you did want to know. Surely there was something. “Yes actually. Why do you puke blood and shrivel up like a grape?” You asked as he laughed softly as if trying to hide despair in his voice. “It was a terrible fight against All For One. One where I was lucky t walk away with my life. He gave me permanent internal injuries that act as a timer for when I can be in my hero mode. If I overdo it, that’s just how my body reacts.”

You nodded slowly, following along with your idol’s words. “For years, I grew up seeing heroes as these higher beings to worship like Gods, but the more I try to get involved in hero stuff, the more I see they’re just human. Well, except for your quirk.” You smiled, thinking of your younger self that obsessed over All Might day-and-night with your brother. Izuku never grew out of it though, always wanting to hold on to his childhood where his life wasn’t defined as useless. Where he still had hope.

“Listen Young Ichiko, I’ve been thinking. You showed me how powerful you are, and how dedicated you are to saving others. You’re in a tight spot, and I’d like to… Well, I’d like to train you, to where you’re guaranteed to become as good of a hero as myself one day when I can’t hero anymore.” You looked into his blue eyes to see nothing but the truth. “Y-You want to train me? Like help me, and see me on a regular basis?!” You asked, joy overcoming your body.

“W-Wait, UA… That means that I’ll be away from Izuku. If classes take up every day, and then I train every weekend with you… then will when I have time for him?! We’ve always been together. What if something happens to him?” You began to freak out before the hero lightly put his hand on your shoulder. Oh my god All Might, I… I have to think about it.” With that, you ran into the hotel and back into the hallway, pacing around.

As you turned around, you froze, seeing a boy your age coming up to you. He had strange eyebrows and blue hair with glasses. He looked like he had just finished playing golf. “Excuse me. I see to be lost. Do you know which level the… hmm… Urgent care is? I know you don’t work here, but my brother is waiting and I’m terribly lost.” He explained as you sighed, trying to remember the sign on the first floor. “Fifth floor I’m sure. If not, there’s a sign on the first floor with a map and everything.”

He nodded, bowed, and ran back the way he had come from. Interesting… You began pacing again before your Mother opened the hospital door to reveal Mt. Lady helping Izuku, who was now in his normal clothes, walk. “Going home already?” You asked, worried for Izuku’s health as they all walked out into the hospital hallway. “Don’t be silly, it’s not like he broke anything. Just had to monitor his breathing and brain wave patterns, but he’ll be perfectly fine.” Mitsuki explained, holding flowers that she had brought.

“Come, dear, it’s time to go home.” Inko gestured for you to follow her before you shook your head no. “All Might is going to take me home actually. I’ll see you there.” You waved to her as she smiled sadly at you. YOu had never been close to your mom, especially after your Dad had left. She always said that she saw so much of him in you, which had traumatized you from ever building a relationship with her.

You walked back up to the roof, accidentally ignoring Izuku waving and smiling at you? You weren’t mad at him, but he didn’t know that. You met back up with All Might and said your goodbyes, exchanging your numbers and setting a time to meet. “Meet in front of your school when it gets out tomorrow. I will see you then Young Ichiko. Have a safe night.” And with that, he flew off, smiling and waving as he disappeared from view.

You went back down to the main lobby and signed yourself out before stopping at the dors. As you removed your skateboard from your backpack, you felt eyes on you. Looking up, you saw the boy from before staring at you. Then he looked back at the tv, and then once again, returned his stare to you. You thought nothing of it before glancing at the screen to see a photo of you with the label “Future Shining Hero???” You blushed, wrapping your backpack around you, setting down your board, and skating away.

Down four blocks, a right, then down another five before you got to the skatepark. Absolutely nobody would be there at this time, right? Wrong. As you skated to the concrete platforms, you saw a black-haired boy biking, and an older man skating on the other side. Choosing to ignore them, you plugged in your headphones and began to skate around, performing kickflips and dropping in at impressive speeds. You were one to ignore any stereotypes that said girls couldn’t skate.

It was when you decided to take a break when your life flashed before your eyes. Looking to your left, the 21-year-old man was about to fall on you and smack you into the concrete. You shrieked, ducking, and waiting for impact. But all you heard were the two guys arguing. “Be more careful!” The black-haired one yelled at the other as she apologized to you both and skated away.

You turned to the black-haired guy, who was around your age and had rock-like forms on his body. His quirk possibly? “Thank you! That was awesome!” YOu exclaimed, looking at his body, very impressed. “It was nothing compared to those tricks you were doing! Can you show me a few?” He asked like a fanboy, happily smiling as you nodded.

You showed him everything you were practicing, talked about skating, and even let him use your board any times. IN return, he let you use his bike as y’all exchanged stories, talked about random stuff, and bonded over the dumbest of things. “Wait, I didn’t even get your name. What was it again?” You asked as he turned to you, smiling a shark tooth grin. “Eijiro Kirishima! It’s nice to meet ya!” He high fived you before y’all went back to joking around. This dude was a keeper for sure.

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My Whirlpool of a Life

Ships: Kaminari/OC

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Masterlist

Chapter 9: Rescue Wrap Up

“A villain has completed another large-scale attack.”

“Everyone!” Midoriya addressed us. “This is part of the exam!”

I gasped as Gang Orca walked out of the destroyed wall, smoke trailing from the explosion. He was not an opponent I would ever want to face.

“Tell me, wannabe heroes.” He looked at us, his red eyes focused. “Can you rescue people and fight at the same time?”

“The terrorists have appeared and are beginning to sweep the area. Hero candidates at the scene should continue their rescue efforts while also suppressing the newly-arrived villains.”

“Now,” Gang Orca started moving into the arena. “How will you react? Will you fight? Or protect? Help or run away? What would a hero do?”

As the villain crew ran towards us, Shindo took off toward them. “Get everyone to safety! Get them as far away from the villains as possible!”

“On it!” I called back, looking towards those that were injured. “If you can run, follow me! If you can’t, find the closest hero!”

I gently moved water underneath the most injured people, keeping them as flat as possible. I ran, moving towards a new area of the arena. “Someone get ahead and clear out a spot!”

A high pitched noise rang out from behind me, but I didn’t dare look back. I had to trust that Shindo knew what he was doing, or that someone else would step in. The people we’d rescued were now my number one priority.

Mina and Ojiro came running up with a few people. I heard them talking to Midoriya behind me and waved Mina over, still moving.

“Can you give me an update?” My legs kept pumping and Mina was gasping as she tried to keep up.

“We found a few more injured people at the opposite end of the river. Todoroki jumped in to help out with Gang Orca.”

“Okay, good. He’s strong, he can hold him off until more people can help.”

I felt the air around us start to whip around and knew that Yoarashi must’ve joined in the fight. With two powerful heroes at our back, I was a lot more relaxed.

The people who had run ahead were still clearing out an area for the first aid station. I gently swept those I’d grabbed with my waves to the flat area, before using those same waves to shove debris out of the way. The others caught up fairly quickly, able to rest once more.

“Apologies for those of you who had to run on your own.” I said as we started to get everyone settled again. “A villain attack is no joke, and we needed to get you out of there as soon as possible. Those of you who still need injuries tended to, please flag down the nearest hero.”

I looked up just in time to see Yoarashi fall out of the air. He was able to control his descent, but I had no idea what happened.

The urge to help was strong, but I knew Midoriya had stayed behind. Our powerhouses would have to pull it off. If they couldn’t, at least I’d be here as another line of defense.

“Miss?” A little boy tugged at my pant leg, eyes full of tears. “Are we going to be attacked again?”

“If we are, I’ll protect you. I promise.”

The kid reminded me so much of Izumi. I held my arms out for a hug and he jumped into them.

“How old are you?” I asked, trying to keep him occupied as I walked around, handing out bandages when necessary.

He clung to my leg like a koala. “Six.”

“My brother is just about your age.” I gave him a smile. “He used to hate heroes.”

“How can you hate heroes?!”

“My parents were heroes.” I explained, sitting him down with some other kids. “Have you heard of Water Hose?”

“No.” Chorused most of the kids.

“They were great heroes. But there was a villain that was too strong for them.” The memories of them in the morgue flooded my brain again, but I kept much better control over my quirk. “That’s why heroes need to work together.”

A burst of flame and air whooshed up from where the fight was taking place. The kids all gasped.

“Like that! When heroes work together, we can do incredible things.”

“Woah!”

“So cool!”

The kids stared in awe, and I couldn’t help but smile at their faces.

“Dew Drop!”

Kaminari waved as his group crested over a hill, two people in tow.

I ran over, eyes on the two with them. “How injured are you? Can you walk?”

“Very mild injuries.” The woman said, giving me a smile. “Thank you, Dew Drop.”

I started giggling. “Oh, that’s not - um. I haven’t picked a hero name yet, that’s just a nickname.”

“Oh! Apologies.”

“It’s alright!” I made a water slide down to the first aid station. “Let’s get you down there.”

As soon as the two of them reached the others, a buzzer sounded.

“Um, yeah, so at this time, all of the HUC members who were deployed have been rescued from the disaster zone.”

“We were the last ones?”

“It may seem anticlimactic, but with this, the provisional licensing exam has officially been completed. After we tally the scores, we will announce the results here in the arena. Anyone injured should go to the infirmary. The rest of you are free to change clothes and wait wherever you like.”

I could see a few kids tugging on Yao-Momo too. She brought them over to the group in front of me.

“I know they’re HUC members, but they’re still kids.” She gave them a pretty smile. “It’s strange.”

“It is.” The kids started to get gathered up. “Let’s get out of these outfits.”

“But I like this outfit on you!” Kaminari frowned, trapping me in his arms again. “And you said Hatsume made it comfy.”

I rolled my eyes, but there was a smile on my face. “Yeah, but I’m still more comfy in my regular clothes. Tight is not my thing.”

“Tell me about it!” Uraraka pinched at her outfit.

Giving Kami a quick peck on the cheek, I untangled myself from his arms. “I’ll be right back. You should change too.”

He flexed his arms. “Come on, you know you like me like this.”

“Exactly! I don’t want to share.”

He blushed as I walked off with the girls. Uraraka stared at me with wide eyes.

“How do you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Just…flirt like that?” She pressed her fists against her cheeks and shook her head. “I can’t do that, I get so flustered.”

“I mean it helps that I know he’s just as into me.” I pointed out. “And my ex had been my best friend, so we just got close without realizing it.”

“So I should be friends with him first?”

A teasing grin spread across my face. “With who exactly?”

Her face turned bright red. “Absolutely no one!”

“I think being friends with absolutely no one would help, yeah.” I gave her a wink and her face got even redder.

Momo was smiling too, but she was doing a much better job of hiding it.

We quickly changed out of our costumes and back into our street clothes.

Everyone gathered up around the stage, the classes sticking with each other. I nodded to Shindo, who gave me a nod back. The two of us had gained mutual respect for each other over the rescue portion. I wouldn’t mind working with him in the future as a pro.

“Okay everyone.” The announcer spoke up, getting our attention. “Thanks for your hard work in today’s exam. Now before I announce the results, I should probably explain the way we evaluated you.”

I started tuning him out again, catching the basics. We were docked points if we made mistakes. Once the list of names went up, I was more than a little happy to see my name.

“I did it!”

More cries of victory came from my classmates. Kaminari spun me around, laughing. “We killed it!”

Bakugo steamed close by and I looked to see that neither him nor Todoroki had made it.

“Should’ve been more careful with what you said.” Kaminari said to Bakugo. “Words are important, you know.”

I let go of him, hiding behind Mina as I waited for the explosion. Kaminari might’ve been my boyfriend, but I didn’t have a death wish like he apparently did.

“Shut your mouth before I murder you.”

A squeal from the microphone got our attention again. “So, next we’ll give you the printouts of your results. They include a breakdown of your scores, so you’ll know exactly what areas you need to improve going forward.”

“Here you go.” A man in a suit handed me a piece of paper.

Most of it was blank, except for the 100 at the top.

“We had one participant exceed in the rescue portion, losing no points.” The announcer waved his hand and names disappeared. Mine flashed up, filling the screen. “Congratulations to Nima Kota for reaching a first for this test.”

The entire class turned to look at me, which meant the other classes did too. My face felt hot as I waved to everyone.

“I hate all this attention.” I whispered to Kaminari and Mina, who were the closest.

I was saved by the announcer moving on, talking about how those of us who made it could use our quirks out in the field, but only during an emergency. He also told us that we’d be watched now, as they needed as many pros in the field as possible now that All Might was no longer available.

We also heard that those who failed would get a chance to get their licenses as well, once they passed a new test.

“Isn’t that great, Todoroki?” I heard Midoriya ask.

He nodded, and I saw Mineta start saying something, but he was cut off as Iida grabbed his face.

“If you want help, let us know.” I chimed in. “You’ve been so nice to help me train, I’d love to return the favor.”

“Since you lost no points in the rescue mission, it would be wise to learn from you.”

“Please proceed in an orderly fashion to the lobby. We will be taking your pictures and giving you your licenses there.”

As we walked to the lobby, Shindo pulled me aside. Kaminari followed, fingers sparking a little.

“Bug, relax.” I put a hand on his shoulder. “What’s up?”

“I wanted to tell you that if you can become a better fighter, you’re definitely going to be in the top ten.” He cracked his knuckles. “At the very least, you’ll be the best rescue hero out there.”

“Thanks. But I was just following my training.”

“Whoever trained you did well.”

He walked off, joining up with his class. Kaminari put an arm around my shoulders, and I could hear him mumbling. I put an arm around his waist, pulling him into a hug.

“Bug, you don’t have to worry about me.” My words were muffled as I nuzzled into his chest. “You’re the only one for me. I’d choose you over everyone else, every time.”

“Was that a Pokemon joke?”

Giggling, I pinched his cheek. “My very own Pikachu.”

“God, do not call me that.” He groaned. We started walking to catch up with our class. “If Bakugo hears that, it’ll be my nickname forever.”

“I mean, it’s better than Dunce Face.”

“HURRY UP!”

Speak of the devil.

Bakugo glared over at the two of us. “Move it. I want to leave.”

“Okay, okay.”

We got in one of the four lines for photos. It moved pretty quickly. Kaminari gave me a wet kiss on the forehead just before my turn.

“You look so cute when you’re blushing.” He said as he joined me.

Our cards got processed, and we headed to the table to grab them.

One of the ladies at the table looked up at me. “You don’t have a hero name registered. We need one for your license. Of course you can change it at any time, but it will take at least a week for the new license to get to you.”

A memory popped into my head.

“You know, once we’re heroes, we’ll need hero names.” I said, poking my boyfriend. “You’ve gotta have a good one. Like All Might, or Midnight.”

He rolled his eyes. “Why don’t you come up with mine?”

“Fine. But you have to come up with mine.”

“Riptide.”

The lady at the table nodded, typing it into the computer. A few minutes later, I was holding my license. I had a huge smile on my face, and my cheeks were only slightly pink.

“Why Riptide?” Kaminari asked as we headed back to the bus.

“My ex gave me the name. He said it was because people underestimated me, but I could be deadly, given the chance.” I shrugged. “It’s a good name, and he has a point.”

“I can’t wait to see that deadly side of yours.”

“Everyone get on the bus.” Aizawa said, leaning against the side of it. “We’re leaving.”

“Yes sir!”

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SO uhh iideku soulmate au where the first words ur soulmate says to u r tattooed on ur wrist or like inner arm or smth idk is so fuckin funny like

so fucking midoriya gets called out during the explanation of the exam and hes Dying because holy shit he knew his words meant that the first meet w his soulmate wouldnt be meet-cute (necessarily) but he didnt know the words would be SHOUTED IN FRONT OF EVERYONE TAKING THE EXAM OHHHHH GOD

its so fucking funny you guys

anyway meanwhile iida has this fuckign garbled mess on his arm because midoriya a) stutters when he first talks to iida and b) iida TALKS OVER HIM WHEN MIDORIYA FIRST SPEAKS TO HIM

these disasters i cant believe them this is so fucking funny

so like the entrance exam goes w/o them talking abt it bc midoriya doesnt have time to be like "shut UP omfg ur my soulmate" esp cause he feels kinda bad bc iida's like "dont distract the other examinees!!" and he doesnt wanna prove him right abt him being a Delinquent because our boy is stubborn so yeah

honestly between registering his quirk and getting his hero costume together nd all that midoriya probably straight up......forgets he meets his soulmate sjkfnkjnkdjnksjkf

anyway first day of school rolls around tho and iida makes a beeline for midoriya the sec he enters the class and mido is like "oh fuck he figured out im his soulmate i hope this isnt awkward" bc what a first impression That would be on the whole class but iida just apologizes for being a presumptuous dick and then uraraka shows up and midoriya at this point thinks it would be v v v awkward to bring it up so he just DOESNT LMFAOOOO

to be fair tho midoriya isnt that confident yet and hes arnd all these new amazing people and pro heroes suddenly All The Time so hes kinda overwhelmed and just needs a got damn second

eventually tho people meet up with their soulamtes like kiri and baku and baku's like "YOURE THE REASON THAT FUCKING 'bakugo? can i call you bakubro then?' IS ON MY ARM FOR E V E R ???????" and kiri is like "ur the reason why That whole tangent is on my arm??" and bakugo freezes before going like "okay guess we both fucked up
" also yaoyorozu and jirou who just have simple "hi im momo" "OH MY GOD UR MY SOULMATE" and its v sweet im crying

anyway so eventually as people pair up and all that. the topic comes up during lunch w the izucrew bc its fun and its a new place and time in their lives so a lot of people r meeting their soulmates rn 

iida brings it up like "i have no idea what my soulmate is gonna say to me bc yall look at this" and he shows them his arm and midoriya squawks and kinda slides down his chair bc he cant believe his mumbling and being-talked-over got fucking recorded on iida's arm forever how embarrassing he cant decide who got it worse

anyway eventually they ask midoriya what his words are and mido is like "HHHHH" but he doesnt lie bc this isnt Angst come on

anyway its so fucking funny when he shows them all his arm and everyone fucking LAUGHS BECAUSE THEY REMEMBER IIDA SHOUTING AT HIM DURING THE PRESENTATION AND IIDA IS JUST LIKE "WAIT WHAT WHAT OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY" ITS SO FUCKING FJNKFJNKDJNKFJNKSDJNKFJNK

anyway then iida shows off his words again and uraraka gets a lil cheeky and says "yknow im not surpried now that i know deku is iida's soulmate bc only deku could say That out loud" and mido dies insides but not really

anyway iida catches him after class and they kinda plan a time to meet up and talk and potentially meet the family and see what kinda soulmates theyll be (platonic or romantic) and its just v cute and both are happy and ahhh my heart

god they are absolutely romcom goals i love them so much

okay and thats it thats the au its so cute and funny

anyway this is hilarious i love this au with these kids uwu