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[hxyleswritesthings]

Dynamight's Omega (Part 2 ish)

Author's note: This is just a fluffy piece about the first time BB nests at Bakugou's apartment. It's a very emotional time for the both of them, and I am just obsessed with him being so sweet for her :')

The first time that BB nests at Bakugou’s apartment is a big deal for the both of them. They’ve reached a point in their relationship where they’re starting to spend a few nights a week together. The relationship is getting much more intimate between them as they learn more about each other and explore a more domestic side to their dynamic.

 BB shows up to Bakugou’s apartment with her things, and he can’t help but notice she’s carrying an extra bag as he lets her in. She toes off her shoes before pulling him in for a kiss, his hands landing on her waist as she wraps her arms around his neck. The kiss is unhurried, the two of them happy to be in each other’s presence again. He tugs on her bottom lip playfully, canines poking her before he’s pulling back and she’s resting her head on his chest as they hold each other close. They pull away after a few minutes, only after he steals a few more kisses from her. 

Red dusts her cheeks as her eyes take in the bags still on the floor, noting that Katsuki was staring at them as well. “I, um, brought a little extra with me so that I could..uh…” Her voice is tiny as she looks up at the blonde alpha in front of her. He’s watching her intently, hands rubbing up and down her sides to encourage her to speak. “I mean-is it okay if I nest in your room?” The words are quiet, and Bakugou finds his brain shutting down at the question. 

Never in his 20-something years had he imagined an omega would feel comfortable enough, safe enough, to nest in his home. His personality has always been a bit on the harsher side, and although he does soften up for omegas, he’s always found that his general demeanor scares them off. He’s had a few flings in the past, but none of those ever turned into anything serious. Of course, he dreamed of courting and mating an omega, but he never believed it would actually come true for him. He always figured he would remain too intimidating for a proper omega, and the thought hurt him. As an alpha, he’s always had the strong urge to protect and care for a mate and to sire pups one day. No one had made him feel quite like the girl in front of him, and he highly doubted no other omega had ever looked at him with so much love in their eyes. He knew she had a rough past, yet she looked at every part of him and never showed an ounce of fear.

“Katsuki?” Her voice draws him out of his head and it’s only now that he realizes her small hands on his arms, “Where’d you go?” 

He finally snaps out of it, swallowing the lump in his throat. “I-um-..you know, I-” He takes a few breaths to steady himself and calm his racing heart before he’s speaking again. “Of course you can, take whatever you need, okay?” 

His omega grins, standing up on her toes to plant an excited kiss to his lips before she’s pulling away and grabbing her bags. “I’ll be gone for a while, please knock if you need anything.” She’s gone within seconds, shooting the words over her shoulder as she hurries to the bedroom. 

Bakugou watches her leave, telling her to take all the time she needs before he’s all but running to grab a beer in an attempt to calm his nerves. He’s overrun with so many emotions he goes as far as to text Kirishima just to get it out of his system.  He doesn’t know what to do with himself. His girl is nesting. In his apartment. In his bed. His alpha is so proud that his girl wants to share this experience with him, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t freaking out just a little bit.

Meanwhile BB shuts the bedroom door behind her, setting out the stuff she had packed from her apartment as well as rummaging through Bakugou’s bedroom. She pulls some of his clothes out from their storage, as well as a spare blanket that held his scent. She lays everything out in front of her and fully loses herself to her omega as she gets to work. 

She comes out after a good hour and a half of work, making sure everything was to her liking one last time before deciding it was final. She pads out to the living room, finding Bakugou out on the balcony, phone to his ear and his second beer in his opposite hand. He hangs up without warning the second he hears the sliding door, setting the bottle down and turning towards his girl. “Find everything you need?” 

She nods, grinning up at him. “More than enough. Thank you, Kats.”

“Course, you let me know if you ever need anything else, alright? I’ll get you whatever you need.” 

She’s quiet for a beat, reaching for his hand and stepping closer. “Would you like to come see my nest, alpha?”

It’s Bakugou’s turn to nod before he’s following her into his bedroom, her small hand never leaving his. He finds himself nearly choking up as he stands at the foot of the bed, taking in the sight of her nest. His chest feels tight as he inhales the perfect combination of their scents and he notices that she made it big enough to accommodate his larger frame. She drops his hand and kisses his cheek briefly before climbing up on the bed and gesturing for him to join her. 

He clears his throat, “Omega, may I enter your nest?” Even if her intentions in wanting him there were perfectly fucking clear, he still wanted to use his manners. He’s been in her nest at her apartment plenty of times, but this was new territory for the both of them. This was the first time she had made a nest that was meant to be for the both of them. 

BB is grinning like a fool as she sits in his bed. “Yes, Alpha.” The second the words leave her mouth, Bakugou’s stripping down to his boxers, knowing she prefers skin to skin contact with him, before he’s climbing in and pulling her against him.

She chirps happily as he kisses up her neck before his lips are on hers and she’s sighing into his mouth. To her, Katsuki is passionate and loving and everything she could ever want in an alpha. He makes her feel protected while also trusting her to take care of herself. She’s soon pulling back from him, giggling at the growl he emits from the loss of contact. 

“Do you approve of my nest, alpha?” She speaks it gently, albeit a little nervous still. 

“It’s perfect, you did perfect.” His voice is raspy with emotion, praises for his girl tumbling past his lips as he tugs her to lay on top of him. “Such a good omega, making such a pretty nest for her alpha. Keeping her alpha comfortable.” He rubs her back as they lay, nosing at her scent glands, his second gender taking over the forefront of his mind. “Take such good care of alpha, make him happy. Perfect omega.” His canines ache to be sinking into her neck, wanting to keep this girl all for himself. He indulges himself just a bit as he grazes them against her neck and BB is an absolute mess at the praise, her omega making her bare her neck to him in submission. It was a big deal for her to submit to an alpha so willingly. This is the first time she’s ever allowed herself to get this close to one. Growing up, she didn’t have the most stable home life, and she witnessed her own dam get put into too many dangerous situations. As an adult, BB wasn’t quite as scared, but she remained very cautious. Although her omega always begged to be mated, she was in no rush to commit herself to someone and run the risk of being controlled.

With Katsuki, things were different. She found herself shy around him at times, unsure of how he’ll respond to certain things. However, the man has never made her feel anything but safe and supported. He was always reminding her that she had a choice in how things progressed between the two of them, and that should she need anything, to give him a call. She didn’t take him up on that until one late night she had gotten off work and noticed some men that had been outside the shop for a while. She had been keeping an eye on them, and for some reason, it set alarm bells off in her head.  She decided to listen to her instincts and dialed his number. Katsuki had just gotten back from a quick mission, and he didn’t even bother to shower before heading straight to her, telling her to keep him on the phone if she was uncomfortable. He showed up in record time, palms smoking from flying over and his hero suit still covered in grime from the day. He waved at her through the glass door and stood guard as she came out, locking everything up before he walked her home. He took her up to her apartment and left her with a quick forehead kiss and a promise to be safe on his way home. 

There was one particular thing about Katsuki that she loved. It was that he never expected anything of her. He was only willing to take what she was willing to give and he never once put pressure on her to be a certain way or give anything up for him.

Bakugou groans at the sight of his girl submitting to him, teasing her a bit as he allows the sharp points to drag up her neck, a shiver running down her spine. He pulls away quickly before his alpha brain gets carried away and he ends up prematurely marking her. His girl just whines a bit when he pulls back, moving to tuck her head at the point between his neck and shoulder. 

“Careful, Omega. As pretty of a sight you are like this, my alpha is screaming at me to bite you.” He’s growling halfheartedly through the words. The girl giggles, ignoring the heat that suddenly pricks at her skin from the thought. The two of them were fully content on taking their relationship slow, no rush to mark each other. She’s been having to remind herself of that fact a lot more lately. Katsuki was always so strong and confident in himself, and he was confident in her and their relationship. Unlike other alphas she had been around, he never made her question whether he cared for her or not. Throughout her relationship he had showered her in so much love, and made her a priority. Better yet, he was always telling her that he didn’t want an omega that was going to see her alpha as the end all be all. He’s there to support his mate in their goals and self-growth just as much as they are to support his. He doesn’t expect his omega to give up anything to be with him. He had also expressed to her (during their first argument) that he wants an omega that isn’t afraid to bite back at him. If he’s stepping out of line, he needs his omega to feel comfortable expressing that, to tell him to his face when he needs to tone it down or do something differently. She can’t believe how lucky she is to have this wonderful bond with such a great person. In this cruel world, there are far too many alphas that feel they hold some sort of power over omegas, and they happily abuse it. There was something about Katsuki wanting her to be strong on her own that had her absolutely weak at the knees. If he were to ask her to fully submit to him, she’d do it without a second thought. 

The pair are quiet for a few minutes, listening to each other’s steady breathing before she’s pressing kisses to his skin wherever she can reach and nuzzling further into him. “Kay, alpha. Let’s nap now, making our nest was hard work and I’m pooped.” 

Bakugou is grinning like an idiot at his girl, shifting to pull the blanket over the bother of them and making sure to hold her close as they doze off together.

[ac34]

Kirishima woke up, stretching his arms above his head. "Aaah.." The spiky haired man groaned, rubbing his eyes. "It's too early.." He sighed, looking at the blonde next to him. It had been about five years since him, Bakugo and the rest of class A had graduated from UA. Some of them had gone on to become side kicks of pro heroes but a select few became heroes themselves. Including him and Bakugo. The pro heroes Red Riot and Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight.... or just Dynamight for short. Of course, Midoriya had become a hero, too. As had Todoriki. As expected. Even though they'd only graduated five years ago, Red Riot and Dynamight had their own small agency together. It was nothing big but Bakugo couldn't be prouder of him and Kirishima. The public knew that him and Bakugo had an agency together and that Kirishima was one of the few people that Bakugo actually tolerated as his friend. What they didn't know, however, is that they were together. Often news channels would ask them if they were dating anyone. Most pros were in a relationship by now. Just look at Midoriya and Uraraka. One of (if not the) cutest hero couples out there. Or Todoroki and Yayorozu. They weren't as popular as Deku and Uravity but they still had some fans fawning over them. But Red Riot and Dynamight? No. They hadn't been in a relationship since high school. Last news reporters knew is that Kirishima broke up with another hero, Pinky (or just plainly: Mina) four years ago. But since then no one knew anything about the two's relationship statuses.

"Kat.." Kirishima mumbled, kissing his boyfriends neck gently, making sure not to cut his skin with his sharp teeth. "Kat...Wake up." He said, brushing some blonde strands from his face. He wasn't waking up. But this wasn't unusual, Bakugo slept through practically everything. He hadn't changed much from his high school self, nine already being late for him and sleeping through basically everything. "Katsuki.." He whispered near Bakugo's ear, giving it a gentle bite. It was a sensitive spot for the blond hero. Yet, he still didn't budge. "Come on, Sparky." Kirishima tried again. "If you don't wake up Deku's gonna beat you to UA." He snickered. Immediately, Bakugo shot up. "Like hell he will!" He raged, jumping out of their bed, rushing to the bathroom to take a shower. "Knew that'd work." He knew his boyfriend well. Even though Bakugo had long apologized to Midoriya, they still had a rivalry. Bakugo and Midoriya, or Dynamight and Deku if you will, had been invited to UA by Aizawa to take on the new first years. They'd been as bratty as they were in their first year. "Ei!" Yelled Bakugo from the bathroom, "Ei, where the hell is my toothbrush?!" "Cupboard." Kirishima answered calmly.

Soon, Bakugo reappeared from the bathroom in his hero suit, gauntlets not yet on. His hero suit hadn't changed much, except for his suit being blacker and covering more of his body to collect sweat from all over, so he'd be able to make bigger and more frequent explosions. "There you are." Kirishima smiled and stood up from their shared bed and walked over to his boyfriend. Gently, he put an arm around his waist, which was quite petite for a man Bakugo's size. Kirishima pulled him in for a kiss. "There, that's better." The pale blond now had a gentle blush on his face. "Hey! Don't do that while catching me off guard anymore, stupid hair!" He protested. Kirishima knew he was just flustered, though. "Yeah, yeah." He laughed, leaving their bedroom, down the hallway to their living room and kitchen. "Breakfast?" He asked. Kirishima wasn't dressed yet. It was his day off, after all. "Of course! Why would I skip the most important meal of the god damn day, idiot?" Bakugo answered with a grin on his face. So Kirishima started making breakfast, eggs with chili flakes, toast, bacon. The usual. Bakugo walked up to the fridge, pouring himself a glass of milk from it. He took a big gulp. "Ahh.." He licked his milk mustache clean. "Smells good, Ei." The blonde pecked his boyfriend on the cheek, he was so good to him. "Thanks!" He enthusiastically replied. "I'm glad." Kirishima finished up cooking and put the eggs and bacon on some toast for them, Bakugo having the eggs with chili flakes. Although Kirishima had become accustomed to the spicy flavors of Bakugo's cooking, every once in a while he liked to have something not spicy.

After finishing their food, it was time for Bakugo to leave. "I love you!" Kirishima pecked him and let him leave. Now. It was time. To set up a party for their three year anniversary! Even though Bakugo didn't like surprises, Kirishima did. He knew Bakugo had thought he'd forgotten their anniversary, but no. HE was just a really good actor. "Let's do this!"

He started cleaning their apartment first, Bakugo liked things clean. Then, he invited Ashido, Sero and Kaminari over to come help him set up. They'd known about it for weeks. It was hard to plan something behind Bakugo's back, especially with Kaminari involved. But they did it! Bakugo hadn't noticed anything!

"What can we do, Kiri?" Ashido immediately asked, hanging her coat over their couch. "Yeah man!" Kaminari filled in, "what does sparky like anyways?" "Spicy stuff...explosions..no Midoriya." Kirishima started listing things. "Yeah well we know that." Sero chuckled, pulling Kirishima down on the couch to brainstorm. Maybe they should've done this before the day of the party. "Right." Kirishima started thinking. What would Bakugo actually like on their anniversary party? "I know!" Ashido jumped up from the couch. "Karaoke!" "No way." The three boys said in unison. "Aw." They continued thinking, brainstorming here and there. "What about games? He likes to win, right?" Kaminari said. "You're right!" Kirishima now had a big, toothy grin on his face. "Party games! And I'll bake him a cake too!" That seemed like a good plan.

Soon, they'd set up plenty of party games. From a rip-off dance dance revolution, to Uno and Donkey Shot. "Oh man, this is gonna be great! Thanks, guys." Kirishima smiled at his friend. "No worries, Eijiro!" Ashido said and the three gave him a hug. "I will see you guys tonight then? Around seven?" He asked, letting them go from the hug. "Yep!" Kaminari replied, the three of them grabbing their coats. And off they were, now it was for Kirishima to bake a cake.

It wasn't easy. He had looked up a recipe online but he still didn't manage. Usually his boyfriend was the one to do the cooking and baking around the house. Two hours or so passed and seven o'clock crept closer and closer, when Kirishima's phone rang. "Hey Kiri," Sero's voice spoke from the other side of the phone. "Haven't you checked your phone?" "No?" Kirishima answered, he'd been too busy making this terribly bad cake. "There's a big storm coming man, we won't be able to make it tonight. I'm so sorry." Sero sighed. "Aw man.." Kirishima sighed as well, checking his phone. Sero was right. "Another time, though?" Sero proposed. "Yeah." He hummed a bit. "Another time." The redhead finished up the terrible cake, pushing some sad, drooping candles onto it when he heard the keys unlock the door. "Kat! Don't open the do-" It was already too late, Bakugo now in their home, looking at his boyfriend and kitchen covered in flower and glazing. Bakugo was drenched with water from the rain outside, looking like a wet cat. "Ahh...the surprise is ruined.." Kirishima whined, rubbing some stuff off of his face.

"Surprise?" The blond mumbled after a moment of silence. "Yeah," Kirishima sighed defeated, "I made you a cake and set up party games and- and Sero, Kaminari and Ashido were supposed to come over to celebrate our three years together but the storm-" "You idiot." Bakugo interrupted him, "you should know by now i much prefer spending time one-on-one with you." He laughed, dropping his bag and gauntlets at the door, leaving a little puddle near it.

"Oh. Right." It was so obvious, Bakugo enjoyed spending time with him. Why didn't he think of that. His blond boyfriend walked up to him, looking at the mess he'd made. "Can't you do anything without making it seem like a bomb went off?" Bakugo rolled his eyes, moving his hand up to wipe some glazing off of Kirishima's cheek. "Sorry," mumbled Kirishima, "I cleaned before but it's basically ruined now." Bakugo shut him up with a kiss, pressing his lips against the others.

"Shut up, weird hair." Said Bakugo, connecting their lips again, gently pushing his boyfriend against the kitchen counter. "Mh- Kat.." Kirishima gasped, wrapping his hands around Bakugo's back and waist. He moved his hands across his upper body, around his back, shoulders. But also his waist, stomach and chest, feeling his heart racing in there.

The explosive hero gently pushed Kirishima onto the counter, kissing on his cheek, down his neck and biting down on his T-shirt. "Katsuki.." Kirishima groaned, he knew exactly where this was going, and so did Bakugo. After all, it was his fault. Or no, Kirishima's. For being so cute. And caring. And hot.

"Kat.." Nothing but his name seemed to be coming out of Kirishima, his face nearly blending in with his bright red hair. "Cat got your tongue?" Bakugo chuckled, lifting up Kirishima's shirt and kissing at his chest, abs and stomach, slowly kissing down his happy trail. "Do you want to, Ei?" In moments like these Bakugo could be caring and sweet, surprising to most.

"I do."

A/N:

Hii! First little one shot on here! I could continue this in a seperate post, it will be NSFW, though! Just lmk with some feedback!

I enjoyed writing it alot!

[christarmewn]

New cover for my Couples of Class 1-A fanfic! Aaaaaall the sunflowers 🌻🌻🌻 Had a lot of fun trying new shading techniques 👀 (Made with Clip Studio Paint) . . . . . #couplesofclass1a #todorokishoto #shototodoroki #sunflower #shoto #todoroki #todorokishouto #shoutotodoroki #shouto #mha #myheroacademia #myheroacademiafanfic #mhafanfic #clipstudiopaint #speedpaint #mhaspeedpaint https://www.instagram.com/p/CmFU3o4SgyU/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[nightbigail]

Here's Strawberry Shades, my MHA OC from my fanfic 🍓

He’s an ostentatious (unlicensed) hero with a wacky demeanor who’s always quick to jump into danger in the name of justice. He doesn’t think things through sometimes and often ends up in sticky situations. He’s a bit grandiose about being a hero, but he means well.

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Reformation By LocalCryptid7

I would 100% Recommend this fic to anyone who enjoys Villain Rehab fics ^^<3

[kennydoesart]

MHA Fanfic Idea!

Okay, this has been on my mind for awhile, I don’t know when I’ll upload a test chapter to Ao3 but I’m putting my thoughts here to see if anyone is interested!

I always wondered what it would be like if I was in the mha world but I honestly wouldn’t be a hero or a support student. General is kind of plan and most would transfer into the hero course anyway so having a fic centered around a management student?

Now that’s a story I want to read!

This could be a named reader-insert or an oc insert, who knows. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Pronouns will be gender neutral or mentioned as little as possible to be inclusive!

Paint a Picture, it’ll last longer!

by: Kennywrites23

reader-insert?/ or OC-insert?

queer-platonic(?)

- A second year in UA management department ends up saving a Class 1-A student(Todoroki? Denki? Tokoyami?) on their way home. (Second year used their quirk or defense skills)

- The 1-A student gets curious about their hero; They go to look for them bringing their friends along the way. (eventually the rest of the class too)

- Management student( 1-K) joins UA’s News Paper club; making great use of their quirk getting the scoop of the century! (literally— AFO)

- Dives deep into the realm of heroic business, from founding to managing hero agencies! The 1-K student focuses on the effects heroism has on societies political and economical structures.

That’s all I have planned out right now, but I will be interest in any other ideas or questions!

Goodbye Void!

[joker-ali]

ironheart // chapter 1

now in her school, mere minutes after the viral fight, makes her the center of attention, and (first/name) (last/name) despises every second of it. However, the publicity from the predicament earlier results in a surprise visit, from none other than the headmaster of a nationally-known hero high school, Mister Nezu of UA High School! What will fate have in store today for (first/name)? 

previous chapter // next chapter // masterlist // warning : none

bnha! characters x afab! reader // 1.02k

Rushing into the pristine school gates, (Last/Name) found that mostly everybody was staring at her, even people she fails to talk to. Keeping her head down, attempting to get to at least inside. This was an unnecessarily easy task, as the farther into the school she walked, the crowds in front of her had dissipated, splitting down the middle to give her entry.

The mirror directly next to the lockers allowed (Last/Name) to look at her entire body, and as far as she could tell, there wasn’t anything wrong; so why were they staring?

They couldn’t have already heard, could they? The fight only happened a couple, well, several minutes ago, but how would news of a measly fight transport so quickly? *Technology for you,* she guessed.

She absolutely despises the stares from gossiping onlookers, whether from jealousy, admiration, or either, she disliked it with a strong passion. Why were the glares so intense but full of duplicated emotion at the same time? She felt overly gawked at, as if she was an exotic animal in an enclosure, presented for all to see.

The whispers and disappearance of most loud noises were attracting more stranger schoolmates to openly stare at her as she made her way to home room. However her sweet sanctuary, her quiet homeroom, where she could sit in the corner of the room, safe from the belittling stares and dirty looks from the rest of her classmates; for now.

Missus Watanashi, her home room teacher, was an easygoing individual, with kind, sparkling eyes and a warm smile, she was seen as a beacon of compassion for most students in 3-A. Poised in her chair, eyes fluttering up every minute or so to check on students, while she adamantly graded a multitude of essays, some completely marked in red, some slightly marked, and those ungraded lay in a small basket in the corner of her desk. Watanashi was outwardly kind towards (Last/Name), allowing her to do multiple tasks not usually done by other students, but still would rule with a firm hand in her classroom.

Albeit, today was not (First/Name)’s day, as she found herself unable to enjoy the usual amenities of her homeroom. “Good morning miss (Last/Name), I’m sorry to say but the headmaster would like to see you right now,” her home room teacher exclaims, before offering a kind smile and returning back to her endless pile of work.

“Thank you Watanashi-san for letting me know.” Nodding in reply, the home room teacher watched as her student exited the room, diligently following with her eyes, before the student had made the various twists and turns to the front office of the junior high school.

Headmaster Kobayakawa was an.. interesting individual… Completely interested in increasing his own wealth, and the reputation of the school he resided over, he wasn’t very well-recognized, or fit, for a leadership position. Meeting with him was a misfortunate event for all, except for those who he had willingly favored, due to a multitude of random interests and likes of those randomly picked.

Mindlessly counting the diamond pattern laid intricately on the floor’s tiling was a great way to waste time, the diamond shaped bronze tiles connecting on the bare edges to each other, barely the connection was cut by egg-white triangles lining along the hallway. The golden mini chandeliers that lay overhead paired with the well-maintained plants lined in the corners made the school look amazing, as it appears to be.

Checking in with the front office went normally, until she was called into the headmaster’s office. Entering a luxurious, yet ludicrous, office, she was met with not one, but two people. The first, was headmaster Kobayakawa, a greedy and prejudiced ‘leader’, and the second appeared to be a mutated mouse of some kind? One cannot ever truly tell with how quirks have evolved over multiple decades of time.

“Ah, there she is, (First/Name) (Last/Name), one of our most exceptional students at Shujin Junior High!” The red-faced principal gestured for her to take a seat, right next to the unknown visitor, before turning back to the previous conversation at hand.

“Miss (Last/Name), it’s quite a pleasure to meet you, I have heard a bit about you from your headmaster.” Flushing slightly at the stranger’s statement, she replied a quiet ‘thank you’, before questioning, politely, who the stranger was.

“Well, I am Professor Nezu, headmaster of the nationally known high school of U.A. in Japan! I would like to invite you to join the hero course, Miss (Last/Name). The teachers there and I believe you would make a great fit among the rest of the students.”

“With all due respect Mister Nezu, I’d have to reject your offer.” Dumbstruck by her response before furrowing his brows with anger, his face was alike to that of a prize-winning tomato; Principal Kobayakawa was distraught at the amount of publicity his school would receive, just from a singular student applying to UA, and getting in with the transcript provided by his school!

“Miss (L/N), you cannot be serious, this is the opportunity of a-,“ He was about to argue, debate endlessly about the girl’s decision, before being cut off by the the UA principal sitting across from him.

“It’s quite alright Mister Kobayakawa, although may I inquire why miss (L/N)?” Turning his attention to her while she glanced at the fuming junior high principal across from them and slightly shook her head no. Slightly disappointed in her undetailed answer, he sighed, and grabbed a singular card from his pockets vest, before handing it over to her. “Well, if you ever change your mind and decide to apply, I’ll be sure to aid you in the process.” Giving her a warm smile, contrasted to the disdain look laid on her current headmaster’s face, she was sent on her way.

“There’s better options here of course! Allow me to introduce you to several other students starting with..” The sounds of the headmaster attempting to lure in the hero headmaster with his antics and tricks drowned out the further she went down the hallway. Back to the home room, back to her sanctuary, back to her normal, regular, life.

if u are seeing this, have a great day <3

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[angelus-scripturae]

Hold still || Dabi x reader

Hey y’all. So i’m not dead lmfao. just stressed a bit atm rough time y’know. Here’s something i thought of in the shower at 2 am :).

Summary: You replace Dabis staples.

Warnings: Nothing really. Swearing and slightly suggestive, a bit of blood detail, implied established relationship, inaccurate depiction of medical practice (you use pliers to remove and replace staples).

Implied female reader

You had been a part of the league for as long as it was a thing. You hated how the idea of a “Hero” was corrupted and warped over time so you decided to help end that. Which lead you to meeting Dabi.

The man caught your eye the second he walked in the room. The deep purple scars present on his body was the main factor drawing you to him. He was mysterious, secluded, closed off. That just intrigued you more. You’d spend hours sitting by his side rambling without him saying a word. You did that for months until one time you simply shut up in the middle of your sentence because he wasn’t even looking at you.

He was staring at the blurry, soundless TV in front of the couch, a cigarette hanging out his mouth and the faint wisps of smoke escaped from his mouth when he breathed. You sat back into the tattered sofa and laid your head on your fist.

“Why’d you shut up?”

His words caught you by surprise. They were some of the first words he had spoken to you. The only other time he had spoken was when you asked what drink he wanted when you went out “shopping”.

“Why’d you stop?” He repeated.

You pondered on what to say for a moment. You decided to just continue your rambling right where you left off.

Dabi and you got closer in the months that followed. Spending almost every moment together. I mean there’s nothing else to do other than wait around for Shigaraki’s orders nowadays. You even opted to share a room with each other when you inevitably had to move to a smaller, more isolated area.

Thus lead you to today.

“Can you change my staples?”

“What?” You replied thinking you had heard wrong.

“My staples. Can you change ‘em?” he repeated, louder this time as if you were going deaf.

It was roughly two in the morning. Toga and Twice were up on the roof looking out for hero’s and Shigaraki was somewhere with the doctor looking over Nomu designs. You were going to be alone for a while.

“Why?” You said after a few seconds.

“Cuz, they need changin’.” He said stating the obvious for you.

“Why me though. Can’t you do it?” You wondered aloud, “I mean haven’t you been doing it your whole life?”

“Well, yeah.” He sat up in the bed and faced you, “but I never quite get it right and it’s fuckin’ difficult cuz i can never see what I’m doin’.”

“I mean sure, but I doubt I’d get it right.”

“Thanks princess.”

Dabi then got up from the bed and headed towards the practically decaying chest of drawers. He rustled around in a drawer for a few minutes before turning to you with a box of basic stationary staples in his hand. He threw them to you and you caught them before examining the box.

“Are these supposed to go in your body?” you asked with concern.

“Probably not.” he walked towards you with a smirk picking at the staples beneath his eyes, “but it’s the best we got right now ain’t it?”

“I guess.” You chuckled as he sat down beside you. “We really need to get some hospital staples.”

You stood up and stood between his legs as he tilted his head up to look at you.

“So how do I do this?” You asked as he handed you some pliers in a silent answer, “You want me to use these to get staples out of your face?”

“You scared you’ll hurt me?”

“Well yes.” You stated looking straight into his azure eyes, “These are pliers and stationary staples. Both should never be used to do this.”

“Awe.” He pouted with a half-smirk, “Don’t worry sugar, I can take it.”

You placed the box gently on the bed before holding the pliers properly in your hands. You hooked the end of the pliers under the staple before gently easing it out of his skin. Small drops of blood dripped down his chin which you quickly wiped with your sleeve. You then placed the staple on a tissue and took a new staple out of the box before easing that back into the holes and wiping away the blood that surfaced.

“Did that hurt?” You asked holding brushing the staple with your finger. His hands came up to rest on your waist, the cold metal of his rings sending goosebumps up your sides as his thumbs made small circles on the skin.

“You see me cryin’?” He answered and you shook your head, “Just continue.”

So you did. You repeated the tedious action of removing and replacing the staples and laying them onto the tissue on the nightstand.

He kept moving around to get comfortable this almost making you fuck up multiple times.

“Hold still.” You warned and he just rolled his eyes.

One sudden movement made you take a staple out much more aggressively than planned.

“Ah fuck!”

“I told you to hold stil! That is not my fault. Maybe if you didn’t move so much this wouldn’t happen.” You scolded as you placed your hand under his chin to keep his face still and wiped away the blood dripping from his chin.

You continued again without an issue until you got to the last few on his neck.

Your hand on his chin tilting his head up and away from you, his hands still on your waist caressing the soft skin showing. You began to pull on the staple to remove it when his movements ceased. His hands tightened and he sucked in a sharp breath.

“Did I hurt you?”

“Nah you’re alright darlin’. Just be a bit careful with that one.”

You nodded and continued. Taking extra care with the last few staples as to avoid hurting him any more. Once you finished, His hands dropped from your waist as you went into the kitchen to despose of the used tissues and wash your hands and the pliers the best you could.

You were washing a bit of dried blood off your hand when a pair of arms snaked their way around your waist and a chin rested in the crook of your neck. You leaned your head onto Dabi’s as you felt his long exhale on your coller bone.

“I feel a lot better doll.” He spun you around after you had finished washing your hands and pressed you against the counter. Your hands found their way up to the back of his neck and into his hair. “You did so good.”

“I should do it for you all the time then?” You smiled as his lips ghosted over yours and the soft smell of tobacco and toothpaste lingered in your nose.

“Fuck yeah. You look fuckin hot while doin’ it too.” He whispered before pressing a soft, passionate kiss to your lips.

Hi! Hope you enjoyed this very much self-indulgent fic! Just thought i’d give y’all something before i went back to writers block lmao.

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Akimitsu Yoshiko

OC for my new Bakugo fic, Always.

Name: Akimitsu Yoshiko (Last name, First name)

Nicknames: Yoshi, Yosh, Solar Panel, Plant

Hero name: Photonix

Height: 5'3

Eye color: Silver

Hair: Waist length black and white hair.

Relatives: Mother- Akimitsu Yoko (Alive); Father- Akimitsu Daiki (deceased); Brother- Akimitsu Daisuke (deceased)

Likes: Reading, singing, sweets, sparring and dogs

Dislikes: Her ex and spicy food

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Quirks: Explosions, healing. 

Explosions: She can convert light energy stored up in her body into explosions. She stores up a lot of light in her body and is unbeatable during the day. She's the same at the night as long as she has light stored up. She can also bring out the stored energy from her body outside in the form of harmless light balls. These light balls can be stored in grenades so that they can explode when she wants them to.

Healing: She can boost peoples energy and heal minor injuries like cuts or small fractures by touching them. She cant using healing on herself.

Disadvantage: Using explosions for a prolonged period of time makes the muscles in her back and arms ache. Using healing in great amounts can drain her energy.

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Power: 5/5

Speed: 4/5

Technique: 4/5

Intelligence: 4/5

Cooperativeness: 3/5

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[lex-play]

I’m gonna start posting my fics here as well as twit

I don’t take criticism for my work but I do take it for my format. Lol. I never wrote on tumblr before so I’m brand new at this. 

[kiwijaune]

Snippets from Blue Light

"Oï, Big nose !!! How many times will I have to repeat myself ??"

Kariage smirked behind the smoke of his cigarette. "Four, two, one, nine…" He answered with a pun. Shi-ni-ku. Go die.

Bakugo glared at him. The red of his eyes was so intense ; Kariage turned his head away before he could drown inside. "If you get caught by a teacher, I will fucking kill you." Bakugo growled before he went for a table outside, Yubi right behind him.

Kariage lazily followed them while he took a drag on his cigarette. Bakugo Katsuki was a God among insects. They parted in front of Him. They obeyed all His commands. His mere presence was crushing them all. They hated Him, they loved Him, they ran away from Him, they worshipped the ground He was walking on.

Kariage didn't know where he fit. He didn't know which type of extra he was, what type of feelings Bakugo made him feel.

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Bakugo stared at him for a second. He touched his own nose with the tip of his fingers. The reaction was almost adorable under the soft rain of pink petals. Kariage grabbed his eraser without even looking, because this was the kind of moment he wanted to catch. That fleeting second were Bakugo seemed unable to decide if he just got insulted or not.

"Here." Yubi said, dropping snacks on the table. He made sure none of them touched Bakugo's books.

The God came back instantly. "Humpf." He took the bottle of water Yubi bought back for him.

Kariage decided to go for a melon bread. He opened the little packet and nonchalantly let a few crumbles fall onto Bakugo's stuff. The teenager nearly bust a vein. "OÏ !!!" He wipped his book clean, the glare so withering Kariage was nearly surprised he didn't catch on fire.

Kariage chuckled, the smoke thicker than a cigarette's smoke. Drawing a God's attention was weirdly exhilarating.

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Note : Okay, so translating is actually WAY harder than I thought ?? Like I actually have to change my whole writing style because french's type of sentences sound really weird in english ? I thought I would just be translating words for words T^T

Also, if anything sounds weird or if there is grammar mistakes, please tell me so I can improve myself !

[the-fiction-vixen]

Love this comment I got on my MHA fic "Awake and Dreaming"!⁠ ⁠ ◾ LINK IN BIO ◾ (it's a completed fic!)⁠ ⁠ SUMMARY: ⁠ 15-year-old Shoto Todoroki often has nightmares of his past. It mostly follows the same story: his father training his five-year-old self to the point of him getting sick, his mother coming to comfort him and his father abusing her instead as a result of her interference. This leading into his mother's crazed eyes before she scars his face with boiling water... but this night is different. Before his mother can intervene, someone swoops in and saves him, a teenaged boy with green hair and eyes. After that, he encounters the boy in his dreams again several times and oddly enough it seems that Shoto is the only one who can remember him in this so-called dream world.⁠ ⁠ #selfpromosunday #selfpromo #selfpromotion #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #fanficwriting #ao3 #ao3comment #archiveofourown #writingfanfic #mha #myheroacademia #mhafanfic #myheroacademiafanfic https://www.instagram.com/p/CdTH577s4Wj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[randomutfan]

A part of my Fantasy. (MHA x My Fantasy) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/367027559-a-part-of-my-fantasy-mha-x-my-fantasy?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=random_UTfan The main character is a Sans. Yep. A sans. I call him M2 (Stands for multiverse 2) His Au is called Timedust but I won't get too much into it. https://www.pinterest.com/pin/79376012176668228/ what his human form looks like but remove the scarf.... and Horror of course I do not own any of the characters from My Hero Academia

[christarmewn]

"Heartbeat" | Love-Coach Ochako

No one asked for this, but I did it anyway! (That seems to happen a lot, lol) Two brand-new front covers for my MHA fanfic, The Couples of Class 1-A: "Love-Coach Ochako" arc!

Check it out on Ao3 and Wattpad!

Summary: At long last, Todoroki admits he has feelings for the goddess of 1-A, Yaoyorozu Momo. The only problem now is what he's supposed to do about it. Clueless on his own, Todoroki enlists the aid of his friend Uraraka to help him navigate his feelings. She happily agrees, hoping that by coaching him, she can come to understand the similar feelings she harbors for her classmate Midoriya.

For a while, both of their plans appear to be going suspiciously well. However, due to a misunderstanding, everyone comes to the wrong conclusion that Todoroki and Uraraka are actually dating! Now, with a considerable amount of outside pressure, the two are forced to keep up the façade for two whole weeks without losing the interest of their respective crushes.

In short, it's a disaster waiting to happen. But at least it's entertaining!

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Feel free to like and re-blog!

[bloomeddandelion]

Guys! Plot Bunnies have plagued me,

Okay so 4th wall quirk, Mha OC first sees the red AO3 logo on top of the screen,

then the author's name,

then the Comments, Kudos, Hits,

Then able to see her story being written in real time by the author,

The other fics written by the author,

Real life through the eyes of author and readers, after everything in real life,

The other planets of the solar system, potentially an alien species of rl,

The universe,

And then god himself,

In which she begs him to spare her from this prison, so God kills the author and the fic ends just like in the Truman show.

[free-mha-fic-recs]

A deadman's gun by NohaIjiachi

A deadman's gun by NohaIjiachi

This fic is prefect for anyone who wants a bittersweet ending. It is restricted meaning that you must have an AO3 account to read this.

Have a good time reading (I know I did lol ^^<3)