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smiley-babe · 2 years

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break him in

Prohero!Bakugo x Villain!Reader

Nsfw/ MDNI 18+

Warnings: AFAB reader, aged up characters, switch Bakugo (mostly sub), dom/switch reader, dubcon/ borderline noncon, unprotected sex, use of toys, serious edging and teasing, overstimulation, dacryphilia, spanking, choking, (pretty boy, baby boy, sweetheart used), virgin!Bakugo, corruption, creampie, oral (m receiving), bratty Katsuki, villain!Reader and prohero!Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya mentioned

Summary: She’ll do anything to escape the law, including corrupting her former classmate

Wc: 5.8k

When he tries to move his arms to cover his face, they won't move. "What the fuck?" Usually he can sense his explosive power, especially as he grows increasingly irritated. But right now he feels nothing.

"Can't exactly have you activating your quirk in here love." Now he finally opens his eyes fully. He's met with a pretty face. A familiar one at that. You giggle when noticing that he recognizes you. "Remember me Kacchan?"

There's a lot of memories circling in his head. And a lot of questions. "Why the fuck am I here?" He's tied to a chair, hands behind his back, bound with quirk deactivating cuffs. His gauntlets are out of sight. He's in a strange sort of dark room, saved for the bright overhead lighting. It reminds him of a basement of some sort. It's eerie.

You smile warmly at him. "Thought we could catch up. We were pretty good friends Katsuki."

He scoffs and grits his teeth. "You were friends with that damn Deku. I wanted nothing to do with you."

A fake pout replaces your current expression. "Aww Kat. That hurts my feelings."

"Shut up! You were always fucking with my head! Making me... feel things...," he grits. He hates what you used to do to him. For once in his life, he felt humiliation. All because of you.

You walk closer to him, pushing his knees apart with your own before stepping between them. Roughly you grasp his jaw and force him to look up at you. "Should probably watch your tone with me. You're at my mercy baby boy. No one's coming to get you."

His heart is racing. Not with fear, no. He's not scared of you. Desperately he tries to shake his head out of your grip. "Get out of my fucking head! Ah dammit!" This very strong man feared your quirk. It drives him mad.

Your quirk was simple. You're able to instill memories into a person's mind. It's very useful for villain work more than hero work. The memories can't be any longer than 2 hours and you're only able to dish out 5 or 6 memories a day.

When attending UA, you made it your mission to break the class pretty boy. And to you that is Katsuki Bakugo. You loved his brashness, his confidence, the dominant demeanor that oozes out of his every pore. He was someone you wanted to ruin.

In order to activate your quirk, you have to be touching the person. So whenever you managed to touch Bakugo, you would instill some sexual memory of you and him in his head. The first time you did it, his face completely flushed all the way to the tips of his ears. Not to mention to his aching boner. He had to race to the bathroom where he came in his pants. It was the most embarrassing thing to ever happen to him.

After finding out about your quirk, he didn't want you to touch him ever again. He got very violent when you were near him, especially when you were about to touch him. His humiliation manifested into irrational fear.

What pissed him off the most was the fact that he got off on that memory. It feels so vivid to him still. He can practically feel your walls engulfing him in your warmth. He's spent so many nights cumming to that false memory.

"What the hell do you want from me? Tryna torture me for intel? Well news flash, dumbass, I'm not easy to break." Trying to break free is futile but he still struggles in his restraints.

You let out a venomous laugh. He can just see the evil emanating from your grin. "That's why I always liked you Katsuki. I love tough toys. I also love breaking them until they're in tears." Katsuki cringes and clenches his jaw tight. "You still a virgin baby boy?"

When he goes silent, his eyes darting his elsewhere, you squeeze his jaw harder. His pretty ruby eyes flicker back to yours. "Don't have time for that shit."

You let go of his face and he goes back to looking somewhere else. He's starting to regret admitting his purity. But maybe he wants this. Maybe he saved himself just for you. The false memory makes him think you can make his actual first time feel so memorable.

He can hear your heels click as you walk around the room. But he's scared to look up. He just wants to get out of here. He needs to get out of here. "Let me the fuck out. Right now," he growls, finally looking up at you again. You've stopped in front of him with something behind your back.

"I'd prefer not to sweetheart. Pink or orange?," you ask him.

Katsuki raises a brow. Is this some code for what kind of torture he'll have to endure? "Pink," he mumbles. He doesn't even know why he's entertaining you. But he knows there's no escape for now.

"Good choice pretty boy," you hum, putting a hand on his shoulder.

His whole body tenses when seeing a new memory in his mind. It's all so vivid. Your moans and whimpers in his ear. The feeling of you wrapped tightly around him like a vice. He lets out a guttural groan and struggles harder in his restraints. "Let me OUT!"

The amount of lust coursing through his veins is enough to drive him mad. And all he can see is the damn memory playing over again in his head. It's starting to piss him off.

He's panting hard and shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Another groan comes from him when your hand strokes him through his suit. "St- stop touching." But his body defies his words as he ruts up into your hand, chasing the friction.

To see him so flustered has you already dripping with want. "The great Dynamight holding onto his innocence. How cute," you purr in his ear. Your hands tug at his pants, making eye contact with him. "Need some consent pretty boy."

The struggle in his mind feels like an all out war. He wants so badly to say no. But he knows you'll keep up this torture until he's forced to say yes. There's no way he could resist for so long. His cock is already aching and begging to be touched. He feels like he'll explode if he waits any longer. "Just fucking do it." Once again he's averting his gaze from you.

"Mm mm sweetheart. I need a yes or no. Can I touch it for you?"

When you get on your knees in front of him, he has to bite his tongue. He thinks you look good right there but could never bring himself to admit it. But he wants to see more. "Fuck... yes you can touch it. Just do it already dumbass. Fucking hurts."

So you tug off his hero pants, smirking when he raises his hips to help you. Your eyes widen when seeing his cock finally freed. It's thick and sort of menacing. But you got this far. Can't back down now. The tip is flushed an angry red and he's practically leaking pre.

A moan forces it's way out when you wrap your soft hand around him. Just your hand feels too much for him. His eyes squeeze shut as you stroke him slowly. "How's that feeling?" All he does is groan. His eyes snap open when you squeeze his tip a little harder than necessary.

"H- hey! What the fuck?"

You glare at him and pull your hand away. You didn't miss the way he fidgets from the loss of contact. "Asked you a question sweetheart. Answer me."

Katsuki's gaze is murderous. His pupils are blown from the adrenaline and lust, leaving an outer ridge of crimson. His chest heaves and his jaw is clenched. "F- felt good... So good."

A smirk graces your lips again. "Good boy." His cock twitches at the nickname, oozing more pre. "Mmm like being praised? So cute."

" 'm not cute," he growls out. He hates that his body is defying him. All his mind is focused on is cumming. That's all he fucking wants right now.

You hum and raise a brow at him. "You're a fucking brat. And brats need punishment." Finally you reveal what is in your other hand. He watches you slide it on and starts to struggle.

"What the hell is that?"

You look up at him and smile innocently. You press a button on the object and take out a little remote. A strangled moan flies out of his mouth as the cock ring you put on him vibrates. He's trying so hard to break his restraints so he can get the ring off him.

But when you start to suck lightly on his tip he begins to relax a bit. But you're ready to break him right now. So you force as much of him as you can down your throat. His whole buddy shudders when feeling your throat constrict around his tip. "Ah~ Fuck- godammitttt."

Katsuki already looks a bit of a mess. He's sweating and shivering. His cheeks are flushed red and he's drooling a bit. In the pit of his stomach he can feel the urge to cum. He's so close yet not close enough. With you bobbing your head, stroking the rest of him and that vibrating shit around his balls he feels like cumming. He feels himself going insane. "Wanna cum," he babbles out. "Please wanna c- cum..."

The man is near tears at this point, almost choking on his sobs. "What's that baby boy?" You lick a stripe up the under side of his cock and it twitches in your grasp.

"L- lemme cum... please." His eyes refuse to meet yours as you stroke his cock languidly. Let's break him down a little more, you think.

Batting your lashes at him and smiling prettily you ask, "Do you think you deserve to cum?" Your thumb swipes over his slit, causing him to shiver. He's basically biting his tongue. The taste of metallic fills his mouth. He'd rather not answer that question. In all honestly he'd rather die, not to be dramatic.

Your patience is running thin. Your smile drops as you turn the vibration up on the ring. Katsuki throws his head back as he gasps and cries from the torturous sensation. "What did I say about answering questions cutie?"

All he does is struggle in his chair and groan. So you turn it up higher. "F- fuck! N- no... don't deserve to- to cum." There's tears in his eyes now. "Please... please y/n," he whines out, his hips bucking slightly to chase the intense pleasure.

He's too cute to say no to. "Begging so pretty for me. Guess you deserve a reward." He nods his head frantically and whimpers when you finally touch him again. Turning the vibration off, you suck his tip gently. Bakugo trembles and whimpers some more. He wants to cum so bad but it feels like something is stopping him.

Quickly he learns it was that damn cock ring. When you free him from it a tremor runs up his body as he cums thick ropes, painting his abs in white. Katsuki slumps forward, panting hard. It feels like he just did one of his extraneous workouts. "You've had your fun now let me go." His voice is low and hoarse.

He looks up when you start to giggle. "Oh Katsuki this is only the beginning. I just wanted to show you what I'm capable of. I still need intel and," you straddle his lap, fingers tracing over a deep scar on his shoulder. "I still haven't cum yet. You'll help me right Katsuki?" Your hand touches his cheek as he glares at you. His silence makes you roll your eyes. But he's the one tied to a chair. He'll comply sooner or later.

"Katuski," you call to him in that sickenly sweet voice of yours. "Remember that time we had to spar and you had a hard on the entire time?," you ask him with a giggle. The tips of his ears burn from the memory. "I've never seen you so flustered since that day until now." Just silence. He hopes you can't hear how fast his heart is beating. "All I could think about when you kept pinning me down was how badly I wanted you inside me." He bit his lips to hide the groan that was scratching its way up his throat. "I didn't even care if we had an audience. Just wanted you to stuff me full." Your lips plant kisses across his jaw, moving lower.

He can't stop the blood rushing to his cock from anticipation of what's to come. He's trying so hard to deny it but the desire is overwhelming. Even before you started teasing him with these faux memories. When you walked up to him the first time in between classes he thought you were so pretty. But the first thing you said to him drove an arrow straight through his heart.

"Hey you're King Explosion Murder Dynamight, right?" He simply nods. "That's so awesome! You're going to be the coolest hero to like ever exist!"

At that time you didn't realize your words held a little bit of weight to them. You saw him as someone more than the loud brash human he was. Calling him a hero instead of convincing him he'd be a good villain meant a lot.

The desire for you only grew worse after the teasing. Deep inside he wanted those memories to be real. But his pride didn't allow him to admit that.

"What're you waiting for?," he mumbles. You tilt your head at him. He finally looks up at you again, crimson eyes burning with something unknown. "Wanna fuck me? Go head and do it." There's a tinge of venom in his voice. This is definitely not how he imagined his first time to go.

You feign a pout. "Aww Katsuki. I want you to enjoy this as much as me. Can't deflower you without your consent," you purr into his ear.

He wishes his hands were free. The drive to blast you in your face makes his muscles twitch. "Doesn't look like I have much of a choice sweetheart," he mocks your nickname for him. He pauses for a moment. "Want you to fuck me." Crimson eyes looking into yours. "Just do it. Want it bad," he mumbles.

A smirk crawls it's onto your face. You finally got him right where you want him. "Oh nowww you want it pretty boy? I don't know I kind of like seeing you beg. Think you can do it some more?" You get off his lap and take off your villain suit. He watches intently, taking in every inch of skin you reveal to him. "C'mon Katsuki. Beg like the good boy you are and I promise I'll make you feel good."

His breath hitches when watching your hand slide down between your legs. He can hear how wet you were. It perked his cock up and he was practically salivating at the chance of a taste. "Want it please. Want to taste it." He's learning fast. And good boys should be rewarded. So you hold your fingers to his lips. His eyes watch your juices trickle down the digits.

Bakugo sticks his tongue out and waits for you to place your fingers on the wet muscle. When he finally gets a taste he can't help the low groan that vibrates in his throat. His lips enclose around your fingers and his eyes close while he savors the taste. He would give anything in this moment just for you to sit on his face.

You straddle his lap again as he continues to suckle on your fingers, tongue wrapping around them. You pull them from his mouth and he whines a bit. "If you want the full experience I'm going to need something from you pretty boy."

He hisses when feeling your sweltering core rub against his hard cock. "The fuck you want?," he spits. He's getting frustrated. All this teasing is making him more snappy. But when he gets what he wants he's purring like a kitten.

"I know you're the leader of the team trying to snuff me and my friends out. I need to know their next plan of action."

Bakugo chuckles. "You think I'm going to give up precious information like that? All for some pussy? Are you out of your godamn mi- ah!," he moans out when you slide his tip inside of you. You slowly slide just the tip in and out.

Katsuki feels like he can cum just from this. It feels so good. So wet. So warm. He feels like he's going to explode when you slip a little more of him inside and sigh out his name. He wants to hear it over and over again.

But you raise your hips a little, letting him slide all the way out. He can't help the whine that escapes his lips. "Put it back! Fuck- you're a fucking bitch," he growls out. Now he's back to being hostile.

"Mmm now Katsuki I only like mean nicknames when I'm being fucked. And it looks like I'm the one doing the fucking here." This only riles him up even more.

"Let me out of this fucking chair and I'll show you what I can do! I'll make sure you can't walk for a week," he taunts. But he's as scary as a shark behind glass at an aquarium.

"Sorry baby. I can't let out you out. Now," you grasp his cock and stroke him nice and slow, flicking your wrist just right and focusing on his extra sensitive tip. Those ruby red irises are going a bit hazy already. It's like he loses himself a little more every time you touch him. "Give me some info and I'll take care of your big problem." You let some drool slide off the tip of your tongue onto his aching cockhead.

Katsuki keeps his eyes on you. He's trying so hard not to spill anything but this is so hard when you're edging him just too close. His dick hurts so much. His balls hurt just as bad.

You're teasing his tip at your entrance again. "Give me something baby. Anything and I'll sit all the way on it. I know you want it. You're leaking so much for me." He hates how your words hold the ugly truth.

Telling you something small shouldn't hurt right? Plus he can just get back and warn them before the plan goes into action. "Deku is the leader. Not me. You'll have to talk to him. He'll be harder to break than me."

Katsuki doesn't understand why you're laughing. It's annoying and taunting him. "How do you think I captured you sweet face? He's always had a little crush on me. Was easy to get him to spill some juicy secrets."

That's when Bakugo thinks back at all their past missions that had to with your group. How you guys always seem to slip through their fingers despite all the careful planning and work put into bringing your team down. Deku knew Bakugo would eventually get frustrated and go looking for you group alone. He feels like he was set up.

"I'm going to kill that fucking nerd," Bakugo seethes.

"Aww that's not very nice Katsuki. He was just trying to help me see an old friend. He doesn't know you're tied up at the moment though." You would have to steer clear of Deku for a while. If he finds out what you're actually up to he won't be too happy. And you don't know if you can weasel your way out of harming his poor Kacchan. "I need something better than that Katsuki. Deku refuses to tell me the next plan because it's your plan."

Bakugo just shrugs. "Don't know what yer talkin' about." You didn't expect this to be easy at all. That's why you have some tricks up your sleeve.

"Change of plans." He raises a brow when you get up and walk somewhere behind him. There's a sound of rustling and then "aha!" from you. Coming back into view you hold a small egg shape thing.

"The fuck is that?," Bakugo asks glancing between you and the object.

You beam at him. "The next torture object." You kneel down and slip the cock ring back on him even though he tries to fight you. Standing back up, you turn the little egg on and it vibrates to life. With an intense gaze, he watches you slide it deep inside yourself. "Fuck that feels good," you moan out.

You find yourself back on his lap again. The cock ring starts to vibrate again. Katsuki squeezes his eyes shut when feeling you rub him through your fold again. "Mind if I warm you up?" He nods as a moan slips from his lips.

"Fuck!," Katsuki growls as you lower yourself slowly on his cock.

"Mmm s' big Katsuki." The stretch hurts a little but you take it anyways. It'll feel better the longer he splits you open. You gasp when his tip knocks the toy against your cervix. You want so badly to start rocking your hips but you have to crumple up Bakugo's resolve before you can continue.

There's too many sensations for Bakugo to even think straight. He wants it to stop but he also wants to paints your inside. He's never felt so conflicted before in his life. "How's that feelin' cutie?" You're nipping over his neck, leaving marks.

His eyes roll back into his skull when he feels the vibrator sitting right on top of his tip. " 's good. Fuck! J- just fuck me already. Do it dammit!" Katsuki's gone feral. All the blood rushing to his cock instead of his head. "Please just do it. Fuck!"

You shake your head and thread your fingers through his spiky ash blonde locs. "Tell me what you know." He thinks that two can play at this game. So he leans back slightly, feet planted firmly on the ground, and nudges his hips up a little just to test the waters. "Fuck Katsuki!" Your nails dig into his shoulders as you hiss from the sudden pleasure.

"Already seeing stars? Thought you were stronger than that," he says in a snide tone. He moves his hips some more, bouncing you on his cock. "Sh- shit!"

"W- wait!," you moan out, feeling him assault your spot by pushing the egg right up against your spot. Oh how the tables have turned. At his mercy all of a sudden with every snap of his hips. You whimper into his ear as you move your hips in synch with his. "Feels good doesn't it Katsuki? Just like how you dreamed?"

He groans loudly as he keeps slamming his tip into the vibrator. This feels like heaven to him. He couldn't believe he was missing out. He wishes he could touch you, grab you, manhandle you into any position so he could fuck you with every once of energy he has. "Better than my dreams," he mumbles as his eyes close from the pleasure.

It's time to take back control. You slam down hard on his length, making him choke on a moan. "Don't make me tie up your legs too baby boy," you warn him. He pants hard and whines from the constant vibration. "Tell me Katsuki. Tell me you're fucking plan or I'm leaving you with this fucking hard on." He clenches his teeth and growls a bit when your hand wraps around his throat tightly. "You're not leaving until I get something." Your face is inches from his. His eyes are low with lust.

He tch's and looks away from you. He hates that he kind of likes you choking him. He smirks up at you. "Harder," is all he says. You groan and pull your hand away. It's almost impossible to break him at this point. Maybe he was right. But you can't give up yet. You've gotten so far. Time to take another approach maybe.

You reach behind him and unlock the cuffs restraining him. You get up, neglecting his cock and start putting your clothes on after taking the vibrator out. "You were right. I can't break you. So go. Get out of my sight."

He's fast. He's got a large gloved hand around your neck, squeezing tight before you can even take a step away from him. "Tell me what's stopping me from crushing your windpipe."

Your words are calm, despite your thrumming pulse under his fingers. " 'cause that's not what you want Katsuki. I'm your friend even if I'm a villain."

"We're not friends at all dumbass. You've caused me nothing but fuckin' trouble and now. You're gonna get it." His grip tightens around your neck and you squeak in pain. But he does something unexpected. He spins you around and bends you over the table you're next to. "Help me take care of this shit and I'll act like this never happened."

You nod and gasp when he damn near rips your pants off. "Be rough with me Katsuki. Take what you want from me. Like a true villain."

He groans and fists himself, lining himself up with your entrance. "Not a fucking villain." You grip the table hard when he pushes inside. Even though he was in you moments ago, the stretch still feels new.

"Ah Katsuki!," you call out when he finally bottoms out. He still has the stupid vibrating ring around his balls. But he doesn't care. He wants to ruin you just like you ruined his mind. He wants your thoughts filled with only him now. He keeps you pressed to the table with a hand to the back of your neck.

When he finally pulls back and does his first thrust you mewl for him. His cock is fat and heavy as it drags against your walls. He starts slow, finding a good rhythm while finding that so called special spot. He sighs and groans every time he plunges back in. His tip easily hits that squishy special spot. "Not so fucking tough now huh?," he growls out. His pace is getting faster and makes it hard to respond. The sound of skin slapping and your obnoxious moans fill the room.

"H- harder Katsuki please! S- so closeeee," you whimper.

He tch's. "Don't go ordering me around dammit! Take what the fuck I give you!" His large gloved palm hits the skin of your ass making you hiss. But he feels your pussy clamp around him from the pain. "Should have known you'd like pain." He grabs a handful of your hair and forces your back to arch more. You can feel him even deeper this way as he drills into you.

But you can tell he's getting closer because his groans are even more frequent and louder. "Want your cum Katsuki. Please!" He's huffing and moaning more, his strokes growing sloppier. You're orgasm feels close but not close enough. Your fingers rub over your clit as he sinks even deeper into you, chasing the orgasm that he's been denied for too long. Your body is shaking and it's hard to control the volume of your voice.

When he finally spills into you he's a whimpering mess. You can feel his cock pulsing as he empties himself into you. "F- fuck still cumming," he whines out. Your pussy is milking him for all he's worth. His forehead rests against your back as he finally pulls out. He's panting hard and very flushed. But you're not done with him yet.

So you turn around and stand up with him. You reach up, fingers tracing over the column of his neck, reaching to the back of it. You grip a handful of his hair and bring his face close to yours. "I'll let you go if I get a kiss."

He's going to take the bait. He leans down a little more, lips parting. They slot against yours, so warm and slightly rough. The hook in his mouth; time to bring him to the surface. Your teeth graze over his bottom lip. He moans a little against your lips. So close to reeling him back in. You pull him closer by snaking your other arm around his neck. His hands grip at your waist as his tongue tries to dominate yours.

When he pulls you closer by your hips, you know you've won the game. You pull away a bit and see his pupils blown again when he opens his eyes. "You're so pretty Katsuki." His eyes look away from yours, the comment making him bashful. "Let me take care of you." He doesn't even know what that means but he's seated back in the chair before he knows it.

You line him up again with your entrance and he shivers when his tip makes contact with your sex. "It's sensitive dumbass."

You make a face at him. "Don't be a baby Katsu. Promise I'll be gentle." He nods and watches you slowly sit on it. It feels like when Kaminari accidentally hits him with his quirk. Muscles twitchy and nerves on fire. "Calm down baby boy," you whisper to him, kissing along his jaw as you sit farther down. You start slow. Every rock of your hips makes him shudder and have to blink away tears. "You're okay Katsuki. I got you."

"Fuck," he whines. He wants more but it feels so overwhelming. "F- faster. I can take it," he grits.

You smirk at him and stop your movement. "I have to ask something first." He shoots a glare, sweat glistening on his brow. "Tell me your plan and I'll give you anything you ask for, including going faster."

Katsuki groans. He knew you were going to manipulate him again. But you're so intoxicating to him. He can't stay away. He can barely say no. He feels so fucking helpless. Pinned like a pretty butterfly held down by those thin silver nails. He gulps and bites his lip when your lips kiss at his neck. "God fuck. Guess you leave me no choice huh?" He's answered by your tongue licking up the skin you previously kissed. "We had found your raggedy ass hideout and were going to ambush it tomorrow night. But I guess now that's not going to happen."

You nip at his neck, watching the skin turn red and darkening. "I know about the spy Katsuki." The man tenses under you. How the fuck could you have possibly known? It took so long to set that plan into motion. "Was pretty easy to figure out. Izuku didn't even have to tell me. Ya see when people start asking more questions than normal I feel uneasy. All it took was a measly knife to his throat to get him to confess. So pitiful." Katsuki knew you were dangerous but this dangerous? You're hardly the girl he remembers back in school. "Now that I know your plan and I got rid of the mole, you won't be able to track me anymore."

He's speechless. Embarrassed even that you figured out his ploy. But fuck it. He's done with this game. He looks up at you, eyes lidded, without a care in the world anymore. "I believe I'm owed something."

You smile endearingly at him, caressing his soft flushed cheeks. "You've been a good boy for me. This reward is well deserved. So don't complain about it." He nods and cries out when you start with a rapid pace, slamming your ass back into his lap. You stick your thumb in his mouth while he whines out, opening his mouth some more. "Look pretty beneath me baby boy." The compliment makes him keen, the words alone driving him up the precipice.

He's drooling into your hand, tongue pinned by your thumb and eyes rolling back. The steady smack smack smack filled the room. Katsuki doesn't think he can take much more. His sensitive tip hitting your spongy cervix was driving him to near tears. His toes are curling in his boots. " 's good! So good~," he whines out.

You remove your thumb from his mouth and grab his jaw, pulling him into a sloppy kiss. You swallow up his whimpers and protests of wanting you to slow down. He's feeling close again and it aches this time. His hands are at your hips, squeezing your skin every time he hits you deeply inside.

The way he stretches you open is driving you crazy. Every time you sink back down it takes so much out of you not to stop and give up. But Katsuki deserves to feel good. And you also want to cum one more time. Just one more and then you can let him go.

He pulls away from your lips and hisses when you clench around him tightly. "F- fuck stop squeezing! I won't- won't last much longer!" But you don't listen. You're close too.

"C'mon baby. Want you to let go for me." You nip at his jaw as he continues to whine, moving his hips with yours despite his cries. He's so needy, so sensitive, and so so whiney. And you love it. A particular sharp thrust upward has you suddenly cumming around him, making a mess in his lap. "K- Katsuki! Ah fuck-"

His eyes roll back as he chases his high, fucking up into you and moving you up and down his cock. "Yeah yeah yeah- fuck! G- gonna cum." He's breathless, panting and moaning like he's in heat. And when he cums he damn near loses it. All his senses feel so dull except for that damn feeling as he empties his heavy balls into your awaiting pussy. He could feel his eyes crossing from the pleasure. All he can get out is, "so good!" over and over.

You press your forehead against his and help him calm down. "Shh it's okay baby. 'm right here." You stroke his sweaty cheek and he pants with his eyes closed. His cum is already leaking out of you, staining his thighs. "Did so good for me pretty boy." You peck his lips as he opens his eyes.

"I still hate you," he mumbles, looking away from you.

"I got what I wanted anyways sweetheart. You're free to go."

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I Promise - K.B ; Part Three

Summary: After your clan had been exiled and shunned from the western lands, your family grew to hate the royal family who they felt betrayed them. In return you were sent on a mission to reclaim your families honor, but you would come to find out that your mission came with a price.

Dragon Prince!Bakugou x AFAB Reader

Warnings: hmm not a lot, lmk if I missed some, but just intended violence, scars on reader, ofc grammar errors

A/N: I'm glad everyone has been liking this story so far :) it's been fun to world build with this one! According to my outline I'm thinking it might be eight parts, we'll see lol we've got a long way to go!

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Part Three

When you finally woke, it was morning. The sun was shining through a crack in the tent flaps illuminating a small sliver of the furs on the floor. You blinked and sat up, rubbing your eyes as you glanced around. This tent was full of plants, and different medical instruments as well as art. Your eyes widened when you saw a painting of your dragon.

“Oh, you’re awake,” A gentle voice said from deeper within the tent, and a man with green hair came forward. He was tall, built like a warrior, not a healer. He glanced at where you were looking and smiled, “Looks just like your dragon right?”

You nodded, “yes, it’s beautiful, you’re quite talented.”

The healer grinned, pleased with your answer as he pulled up a stool and sat down next to you, “thank you, but more importantly how do you feel?”

You looked towards your leg, it was wrapped in cloth, but it didn’t hurt not like last night. “It feels much better.”

“Good, glad to hear it. I’m Midoriya, the clan healer, I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced,” Midoriya said as he stuck out his hand.

You took it, surprised with how firm his handshake was, and you told him your name.

Midoriya hummed as he placed his hand back on his thigh, “Well, I’d like to keep you here for a few more hours, just to be sure you’re back to normal, but that’s up to Kacchan.”

“Kacchan?” you repeated, raising an eyebrow.

Midoriya nodded, “Katsuki.”

“Oh,” you said, feeling a bitter taste in your mouth. Even though he saved you, he did leave you out there to die in the woods.

“He should be here right about,” Midoriya said as he lifted the tent flap to look at his sundial, which almost immediately got blocked by Bakugou’s shadow. “Now.”

You lifted your gaze to see Bakugou’s hulking figure in the middle of the entrance to the tent. He was still covered in your blood from last night, and you could see your bloody hand prints on his chest, neck, and face.

“Get out Deku,” Bakugou snapped, giving his friend a harsh push out of the tent and yanking the flaps shut as he walked toward you and sat on the stool next to your bed. He remained silent for a few moments, examining your wounds. You were mostly healed, just a few scabs on your calf from the pincher. “You healed nicely.”

You frowned, “Lucky me.” You wished more than anything that this mission was over and your enemies were gone, you wished Bakugou was gone. That pompous jerk, you glanced at him again, jutting out your bottom lip as you narrowed your eyes.

“I guess you have a right to be pissed at me-”

“You left me knowing those insects would be out!” you snapped, how was I supposed to fend for myself? I had no weapon because Sero took my spear away from me.”

“I know, look,” Bakugou hissed as he ran his hand over his face, “it was a lapse of judgment alright?”

You scoffed, “whatever.” You looked away from him, still feeling more than upset. Despite your current feelings, this was the moment you were looking for. The moment you could slip past his guard and progress your relationship with him.

“Don’t be such a brat, you’re fine. Kirishima got stung by one once,” Bakugou snapped back, clearly done with your attitude.

You huffed, glancing back at him. He did seem to be somewhat conflicted with himself. This was good. “Alright,” you began, letting your shoulders drop, “we can just forget about it, okay? I’m fine thanks to Midoriya.”

Bakugou rose a brow, clearly confused as to why you were letting him off the hook. Why would you do that? You’re people were full of hate, they held a grudge. He knew that for a fact, he saw that when he met your mother when you were both kids. He wouldn’t ever forget her cold gaze, it felt like ice was pelting his skin when she looked at him.

But when he looked at your eyes, there was no malice. Your amber eyes were warm, welcoming. Had he misjudged you?

No, there was still a glint of scheming behind your eyes. He still couldn’t trust you.

You offered him a small smile, “what? Not used to someone letting you off the hook? Can’t say I’m surprised your grandmother seems to run a pretty tight ship around here.”

Bakugou pulled himself out of his thoughts and scoffed while shaking his head. It was then he noticed something around your neck that wasn’t there before. It was his necklace, “why do you have that?” he asked.

You furrowed your brows and glanced down seeing a leather necklace around your neck. It had a few gemstones on it, carnelian, quartz, and a bear claw? That wasn’t yours. “Oh, I don’t know, I woke up with it.”

Bakugou snorted, glancing outside to see Deku talking with Kirishima. Damn idiot must have put it on you last night. He absently rubbed his neck, feeling your dry blood flake off his skin, did you yank it off by accident? Maybe that’s how you got it? He let out a sigh, as he looked towards you struggling to untie the leather knots that held his necklace around your neck. “Whatever, just keep it for now. I’ll get it later. Don’t lose it, it’s worth more than your entire clan,” Bakugou snapped as he stood up narrowing his eyes at you before leaving you in the tent alone.

Your eyes widened in shock as you looked down at the necklace, and then you grinned. This was a big step in your friendship, which meant you were that much closer to achieving your goal.

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The next few days you spent in camp so you could finish healing. It was nice though, you learned where everything was and even met some people that didn’t seem to hate you for your family name.

Your favorite part of camp was probably the market. Every family in the clan had some sort of speciality that could be traded which meant that the market was busy everyday with something new. Personally, your favorite trader had to be an old man who was a beekeeper. He would have a huge spread of various honey’s he collected from his hives along with honeycomb, and beeswax that he’d turn into different moisturizers.

All in all it was very impressive to you, considering you had no idea what a bee was up until now.

“So this honey,” you began as you pointed to the dark golden liquid in the jar, “comes from insects?”

“Yes,” the beekeeper, whose name you learned was Gran, said, “for the hundredth time yes! If you keep comin’ back here asking me about my damn bee’s-”

You grinned and held up your hands, “sorry, sorry, it’s just so weird that you eat this stuff from them?”

Gran rolled his eyes, “look if I give you some will you leave me alone? I have paying customers here,” he snapped while leaning around you to see a growing line of irritated people.

You shook your head, “I couldn’t-”

“Just take it,” Gran grumbled and tossed you a frosted glass jar filled with honey and some honeycomb.

You caught the jar and gave him a sheepish smile before darting away from the rest of the people in line. You didn’t miss how someone cursed you out as you passed, one man even spat at your feet. Not that you really cared anymore. These people would have what's coming to them in due time.

For now, you were more interested in your honey. You made your way across camp, holding the jar up to see the sunlight illuminate the honey, making the gold liquid glow.

While you were so busy inspecting the honey, you failed to miss two pairs of eyes watching you closely.

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“Look at that creature,” Mitsuki snapped, watching you from a distance. She was seething at the fact that you were still here. “Why hasn’t she left?”

“Ask the ancient hag that,” Bakugou scoffed, as he shot you a quick glance, and then looked back at his reflection in the bowl in front of him. He was carefully painting red lines down his bare chest, trying hard not to mess up.

Mitsuki huffed, “if she steps one toe out of line, you have my permission to eliminate her-”

“What is with you two?” the queen mother’s frail voice sounded from behind Bakugou’s tent. “She hasn’t done anything wrong-”

“But she will, mother,” Mitsuki snapped as she turned her enraged gaze towards her mother, “it is in her blood.”

“We don’t know that,” the queen mother said as she inspected Bakugou. “All she’s done is pester Gran about honey for the past three days. She’s nothing like her mother, it’s clear to see that.” She paused, taking a rattling breath as she turned to her grandson, “Katsuki, keep those lines straight, none of your suitors want to see sloppy work.”

“Whatever,” Bakugou snapped, not bothering to look at his grandmother.

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You soon found yourself under a large willow tree beside a wide shallow creek. There were a few water birds waddling around the edges of the creek, ducking their heads into the current to catch a mouthful of minnows.

You let out a sigh, as a warm breeze shook the branches of the tree above you, making the leaves rattle softly in the wind. It was so nice here, and so pretty. The people here took that for granted. They didn’t know what it was like to not feel plush green grass beneath the feet, or have clean flowing water.

Or to be able to experience the gifts that mother nature bears to her friends. Like the honey you were given. You undid the top of the jar, setting the lid on your knee as you inspected the honey, it was a viscous liquid, and sticky looking.

Without giving it a second thought you dunked your finger into the jar and pulled it out, watching as the golden liquid clung to your finger. You stuck out your tongue, giving it a tentative lick and to your surprise it was sweet.

In fact, it was the best thing you've ever eaten in your whole life. Before you could even register you had your whole hand in the jar trying to yank out the honeycomb inside.

“If I didn’t know any better, I would think you were a bear,” Bakugou’s grandmother said from behind you.

How you didn’t hear her sneak up on you, you had no idea, but that didn’t matter. You were more embarrassed that she had caught you with your whole hand in a jar of honey. “Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t see you,” you began, completely caught off guard as you tried to yank your hand out of the jar.

“It’s okay, go back to eating your honey,” she said with a chuckle as she moved beside you and then sat down with a soft groan. She then placed her cane next to her as she leaned back against the tree. “It’s not often I find myself this far outside of my tent but I have to admit, this is a nice view of camp.”

You nodded, wondering if she figured out you would come out here to scope things out. If she was starting to suspect you.

Although you were also out here to enjoy nature and get away from the people who could barely stand your entire existence. “It is impressive.”

“I imagine so,” Bakugou’s grandmother said as she watched you take a bite of the honeycomb. You had honey dripping off your chin, and then she noticed the necklace you were wearing. It was Katuski’s, it was made after he killed his first bear.

You chewed on the honeycomb, savoring its sweetness as you glanced at the queen mother again. “What brings you out here?”

“Watching my grandson scare away his suitors,” she said with a sigh as she lifted her hand to point to where Bakugou was storming towards a group of women.

“Oh?” you said as you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, “he gets to choose?”

“He does, to some extent,” his grandmother answered, “we have this tradition that the prince or princess must choose their partner before obtaining the throne. We have a pool of suitable partners put together for them, usually this is decided by our elders. It’s a bit like a ceremony and the healer has a vision.”

“A vision?” you asked with raised brows.

Bakugou’s grandmother nodded, “yes, in our clan our healer is the one closest to our ancestors. They see and understand what we do not. Along with healing the sick and wounded they also guide us. Young Midoriya has done well after his mentor, Toshinori passed.”

“Interesting, back in my home, we didn’t have anything like that,” you said remembering back to your home. The decisions were made by your mother. She was swift with her judgment and anyone who didn’t impress her was thrown into the streets at night, which were wildly unsafe with rogues and murderers. Most of the unlucky people who faced your mothers judgment did not live to see the next day.

Your home was chaotic at its best. There were no rules except to survive. If you had a piece of land or a shack of your own, you had to fight for it. Every person fended for themselves.

The honey seemed unappetizing now as you set the jar beside you, watching as Bakugou talked to a tall girl with wildflowers braided into her hair. “How do the visions impact his choice?” you finally asked.

“Well, this was Midoriya’s first time, so he wasn’t able to give us a clear picture. I believe he said he saw a bear, the ocean, a good amount of blood, something about a large beast, red dahlias, and a ladybug. It was rather confusing to a good majority of the elders, including myself.”

You huffed, “well, hopefully Bakugou figures it out fast, looks like he’s done for the day.” you mentioned with a chuckle as you watched him stomp off and one girl clearly kicked dirt in his direction.

“That brat,” Bakugou’s grandmother hissed, “here help me up will you? I’ve got to get back.”

You nodded, standing up fast and quickly washing your hands and face off in the creek so you weren’t covered in honey before helping the queen mother up. She was looking more frail today and you heard her let out a rattly breath again. “Are you doing alright?” you asked as you let her cling onto your arm.

She looked up at you, “oh yes, thank you I’m fine. It’s just when the nights start to get cold like this, my lungs give me trouble. In fact,” she began glancing at the mountain range ahead. The snow was starting to creep down the face of the mountain. “We should be packing up to move to our winter camp soon.”

You gave her an odd look before remembering that they were nomadic. It would make sense for them to leave when it got cold here to go somewhere warm. “Where would that be?”

“Oh, it’s my favorite,” the queen mother smiled as she shut her eyes, “we go to the ocean.”

—-----

As the week went on you were mostly left to your own devices still, due to how intense Bakugou’s courting was. He would be out in the fields all day talking to girls. You learned everytime he chose someone, he would have to bring them to Midoriya, where they would have to be approved. All week you saw a frustrated Bakugou storm out of the tent followed by the sound of crying.

Which meant he was in a rotten mood. He stayed true to his grandmother's request to teach you his clan's ways, but he had a short span of patience for you and more often than not he would call you some foul name and then leave.

“You have to use a saddle,” Bakugou hissed as he pointed to your dragon. “It’s part of our customs.”

“But I don’t want to use a saddle,” you argued, “it slows her down and it restricts me.”

Bakugou growled your name as he took a threatening step towards you, “well if you want to stay here, you have to use a fuckin’ saddle.”

You rolled your eyes, “she’s not gonna like that.” As if she understood your words your dragon pressed herself close to the grass, letting a low hiss pass through her teeth at the sight of the large saddle on the ground.

“I mean, maybe she doesn’t have to wear it,” Kirishima said with a shrug, "it is pretty uncomfortable during long rides.”

“Did I ask for your input, shitty scales? No.

So keep your trap shut,” Bakugou hissed.

Kirishima snorted and shook his head before sharing a glance with your dragon and then shrugged.

You folded your arms across your chest, “I bet your grandmother would be fine if I rode bareback.”

“The ancient hag is not on your side,” Bakugou hissed, “just cause you two talked for a bit doesn’t mean shit. You're still a brat, and a traitor.”

“That line gets old,” you said as the wind started to pick up, making you have to raise your voice. “Why don’t you go and talk to another suitor? Kirishima can teach me more-”

“That’s not Kirishima’s job,” Bakugou interrupted, “you’re my responsibility, and like hell I’d leave you with him.”

“Well maybe you should go, man?” Kirishima said gently, “I think, and I mean this nicely, you need a break. It can’t feel great that everytime you bring someone to Midoriya you get turned down.”

Bakugou’s upper lip twitched. He was pissed as hell at Deku. That damn healer was set on staying true to his vision. Well, Bakugou thought that vision was shit, it literally meant nothing. He just needed to have a betrothed before the fall festival which would be in the coming months after the clan traveled to their winter location. His mother’s old war wound was forcing her to give up her throne sooner than expected and he had to step up, yet he was failing all because of a stupid damn vision.

“It’s fine, Katsuki, nothing is going to happen,” Kirishima assured again.

Bakugou shot you one last glare before storming off, muttering about something under his breath.

“Well I feel better now,” Kirihsima laughed as he came closer to you, “he’s been wound up for weeks now.”

You snorted, “don’t know how you manage to put up with him.”

Kirisima smiled, it was bright, “you’ll learn to love him in time, he’s a good guy.”

You gave Kirishma a weak smile. That was far from true. Bakugou was part of the family that condemned yours. He was the farthest thing from a good guy.

Kirishima hummed, sensing a bit of your apprehension, but decided to leave it. “So tell me more about your dragon?” he asked as he walked forward letting your dragon sniff his arm.

“Oh, well I don’t know that much about her. She’s not like you all,” you commented to him. Hoping he didn’t ask too many questions just due to the fact that your dragon was from the royal clutch after all.

Kirishima laughed, “she isn’t at all. I can’t say I’ve seen a green one before. Back in my homeland, most of us are bright red, aside from a few being maroon.” He paused and looked at you briefly, “are you planning on staying with us for a while?”

You were taken back with his question, and your heart jumped in your chest. Why did he ask that? Did he want you to leave? Was he able to sense that you were going to betray his and Bakugou’s trust someday? You swallowed thickly, “um, I was thinking it would be nice to stay with you the clan till you reach your winter grounds.”

To your utter surprise Kirisima smiled again, “good, I’m glad to hear that. Despite what everyone else thinks, I like having you around.”

You furrowed your brows, “what makes you say that?”

Kirishima shrugged, “just instinct, I guess.” He rolled his shoulders, “well, why don’t we try out this saddle then?”

You sighed, “alright, fine. But if she throws me off, you’ll have to catch me.”

Kirishima snorted and then helped you saddle your dragon. It was a little touch and go as she clearly didn’t like having straps around her chest to hold the saddle in place. After a solid thirty minutes of struggling she was ready.

You tentatively climbed onto the saddle. It looked almost ridiculously small on your dragon's huge back. She turned her head to look at you as you sat down, and stretched your legs in the seat. The leather creaked and groaned as you adjusted your seat. “This is wildly uncomfortable,” you muttered.

“Just need to break it in,” Kirishima said, “it’ll get better with time.” He then looked to the sky and squinted. Aside from the wind, the weather was perfect for flying, especially since this was his first time shifting since he was poisoned with silver.

You watched Kirishima look down to the ground and then crouch, you weren’t exactly sure what he was doing until he stretched his wings and suddenly his form shook. Before your eyes he transformed into a huge crimson dragon. He was much larger than yours, and instead of having just back legs and using his wings as front legs when walking, he had front arms too.

Your eyes widened as he walked forward, the ground seemed to shake under each step till he was eye level with you. He chuffed, causing a hot burst of air to hit your face, making you sputter. Kirishima made a throaty growl, which you thought could have been a laugh.

Kirishima took a few more steps past you, letting your dragon position herself to take off after him. Then he took off, running. The ground shook after each step and his claws left deep grooves in the ground after every step. Then he bunched his back legs and jumped up, flapping his wings as he took to the sky.

You heard a few children squealing as they ran to the edge of camp to watch Kirishima fly. Your dragon wheezed and moved forward, following Kirishima’s steps before jumping up and following him into the sky.

You frowned, holding onto her spike as the saddle slipped sideways, maybe you didn’t tighten it enough? Nonetheless you followed Kirishima up higher and higher until you were above the clouds.

He seemed happy to be back in his true form. He was darting around the clouds and diving down into some, making them split apart and wisp away in the strong wind.

You smiled, watching him play in the sky. He was sweet, and was easily the kindest person in the clan, besides Midoriya, and maybe Bakugou’s grandmother. It made your heart ache at the thought of betraying Kirishima, which was unsettling. You had only been in the clan for a little over a week and you were already getting attached.

While you were lost in thought, your dragon, obviously surprised to see Kirishima having fun, was curious as to what he was doing, and took off at a speed you’ve never seen her travel before.

“Whoa!” you yelped as you almost got flung off the side of your dragon as she chased after Kirishima, weaving through the clouds.

Kirishima’s red eyes widened with delight and he took a swooping dive down to the ground, and then your dragon followed him.

Your stomach lurched as you flew straight down screaming at the top of your lungs as your legs flew out straight behind you. You had your arms tightly wrapped around your dragon’s spike as she caught up with Kirishima, flying next to him as they dove towards the ground.

Your eyes were watering as you tried to see how close the ground was. However, to your horror you were heading towards a lake. Even through your watery eyes you could make out a few commoners mulling around the water side, now obviously pointing at Kirishima and your dragon racing.

You could see Bakugou sitting at the water's edge with a girl who was talking animatedly but then she pointed at you. He stood up abruptly leaving his suitor to run to the shore of the lake, waving his arms rapidly.

“Kirishima!” you shouted above the roaring wind, not like he could hear you. The water was getting closer and closer by the second and Kirishima pushed himself faster, and your dragon followed suit. They were flying so fast that you had no option but to shut your eyes, they simply wouldn’t stay open.

Suddenly your dragon pulled up, making your legs and body slam back down into the saddle, which was already loose. Your eyes shot open as you scrambled to find your seating but the sudden change in movement had you unbalanced and to your horror the momentum of your body had you falling sideways.

You scrambled to grab onto the straps of the saddle as your hands slipped from the spike you were holding on, but it was futile. You were falling.

At the notice of your absence your dragon quickly turned around flying back down towards you with her back claws outstretched to catch you.

Your eyes were wide as the water came closer and closer. You could hear Bakugou shouting at Kirishima. It didn’t matter though, you would hit the water before anyone could catch you. It probably wouldn’t hurt that bad, you were about thirty feet from the water.

A claw hooked into your shirt just before you hit the water, tearing the tunic you were wearing right from your body. You landed into the water with a grunt, wincing as water shot up your nose.

Bubbles floated up past your face as you opened your eyes briefly, and started paddling towards the surface of the lake. After a few short moments you surfaced sputtering and shaking. Above you your dragon and Kirishima were hovering above the water, making waves with every flap of their wings. “It’s okay, I’m fine. Just go land.”

You watched as the two dragons flew to the shoreline and landed. Kirishima’s form shook and he shrunk back down to his human form, and immediately sprinted into the water shouting apologies.

“Shitty scales!” Bakugou shouted, “get back to the shoreline and watch her dragon, everyone is scared shitless of that thing.” He was referring to the common folk fleeing the opposite direction from your dragon, especially now because she was obviously distressed from losing her rider.

You continued paddling towards the shore, fighting the strong current as best you could. You swam a few times in a pond that would show up after a big rain back home. It wasn’t nearly as deep at this lake, or as clear. You wrinkled your nose at the memory of that pond. It was filthy, and mostly mud and silt, but you were thankful you did swim in it or else you wouldn’t have known how to swim back to shore now.

You huffed, lifting your head up to avoid a wave as you got closer to shore, and then you realized you were now closer to Bakugou who was swimming out to get you. To your horror you glanced over your shoulder to realize that your shirt was floating a good ways away from you, your dragon must have ripped it when she tried to grab you.

With hot cheeks you turned around in the water and paddled back towards your shirt. How humiliating.

“The hell are you doing!” Bakugou shouted as he continued to swim towards you.

“Just go back to shore,” you replied with chattering teeth as you approached your shirt. It was mostly shredded, but at least it would cover your chest.

“You can’t be out that far, damn it,” Bakugou yelled, picking up the pace, “there’s a reason why we don’t swim in this lake, dumbass!”

Just as you were about to grab your shirt, it disappeared under the water followed by a few big bubbles. A sense of dread filled your gut as a large tail poked out of the water and slapped the surface.

Then you turned around as fast as you could and swam towards Bakugou with big eyes. “The hell is in here?” you shouted as a dark shadow started to swim underneath you.

The water rippled next to you and a beast of fish, bigger than Kirishima in his dragon form popped its head up out of the water. It was looking at you with one giant unblinking eye before it ducked back under the water.

You almost froze at the sight of the fish but instead you swam as quickly as you could. You were so focused on getting out of the water that you didn’t even care when you ran right into Bakugou who was getting ready to pull you out.

“You’ve got to be the unluckiest person I’ve ever met,” Bakugou began as he went to push you off his chest. You were clinging to him like some drowned rat.

It was horribly embarrassing that you were pressed into his bare torso with yours, but you wouldn’t dare pull away now that people were starting to gather close to you both. “Whatever, look I need a shirt,” you hissed, looking up at him with warm cheeks.

It was then Bakugou realized the situation he was in, and his ears turned bright red when he looked down at where your chest met the bottom of his own chest. He quickly averted his eyes, swallowing thickly as he yanked off his fur lined cape and held it out. It was soaking wet and heavy as hell but you obviously didn’t care because the moment he took it off you snatched it out of his hand.

“Thanks,” you muttered, quickly glancing up at him as he cleared his throat and gave you a nod.

Kirishima was running towards you with your dragon awkwardly running after him, and he was shouting your name before he came to a halting stop in front of you, “I’m so sorry, I should have never made you fly like that when it was your first time in the saddle, and you almost got eaten by the giant catfish-”

“It’s okay,” you said with a small smile, “it was just an accident, and if I wasn’t in the saddle I definitely would have stayed on. So let’s do it again, yeah?

Kirishima nodded, “I’d like that.”

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After you had returned to camp you made your way back to your tent to get a new shirt. Your other shirt was more of a loose tunic and the sleeves were long, which was good for when it got cold at night. It was a little small on you though, which was unfortunate, you just would have to avoid lifting your arms above your head so the hem of the shirt wouldn’t lift up.

After your little incident with Bakugou today, you would like nothing more than to see him again, but you had to return his stupid cloak. It was mostly damp now after drying in the sun for the rest of the afternoon, so it wasn’t nearly as heavy as it was before.

As you thought back on the events of the afternoon, you felt your face warm again. There was a strange feeling in your stomach, it felt almost like there was something flapping in your chest. You let out a breath, as you placed the back of your hands against your cheeks to cool them down.

While you continued to walk through camp towards Bakugou’s tent, you happened to walk past someone cursing and then the sound of crashing objects. You tilted your head and moved towards the sound and to your shock it was the queen, Mitsuki.

She was clutching her abdomen and was clearly in pain as she tried to use the hilt of her ax to stand up.

A dark sense of foreboding rushed over you and it was like you felt your mother standing behind you. Her cold hands were wrapped around the top of your shoulders like vulture talons, and she was whispering in your ear.

This is your chance, the queen is alone. No one will know.

The fluttering feeling in your chest dropped like lead in your stomach and you took a step forward. Your hand was shaky as it blindly reached towards a rock on the ground. It wouldn’t be pretty.

You paused, swallowing thickly as Mitsuki swore again. She was panting and sweating, obviously struggling to overcome whatever was causing her to be unable to stand.

Do it! Useless child!

A rush of cold wind pushed past you and ruffled your top, making it rise past your stomach. The scar across your abdomen seemed to ache as your mothers voice rang through your ears again.

You took a step forward, hearing blood roar in your ears as you grabbed the rock. Mitsuki was finally able to stand. She was wheezing almost as she looked down and to your shock she yanked up her own shirt.

It was then you saw a scar identical to yours on her abdomen. The rock fell from your hand and Mitsuki looked up to see you standing in the shadows, she was about to curse you out till you took a step forward and she immediately noticed your scar.

You both looked at each other in silence.

Was her scar from the same person who gave you yours? Surely it had to be, that was your mother’s trademark cut after all.

Mitsuki opened her mouth to speak but her leg buckled again.

This time you rushed forward to grab her arm and held her up. “Here,” you muttered as you wrapped her arm around your shoulder, “where do you need to go?”

“Midoriya,” Mitsuki said through clenched teeth as she eyed you warily.

You nodded as you helped her limp to Midoriya’s tent, and avoided the common folk eating their dinners around campfires in front of their tents.

After a few moments you delivered the queen to Midoriya who rushed her. He thanked you heavily before shutting the tent flap and leaving you alone to your thoughts. You felt like everything you had somehow known was standing on the edge of a knife and for the first time in your life, you didn’t really know what to do.

#ipromise #bakugou x reader #bhna bakugou #tw. intended violence #tw. mention of scars

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Part II

He goes to bed early. Izuku takes a deep breath and looks at the ceiling, thinking about everything that happened that day.

It's a bad idea; he doesn't need to ask anyone to know summoning a demon (a very powerful one) is something he's not prepared to do.

However, he's curious now, especially because all the memories he thought he lost that day have come back suddenly.

Izuku sighs and shakes his head, closing his eyes for a moment as the sky finally starts turning dark.

When he opens his eyes again it's still dark, the only problem is that everything looks different somehow, it's like there's a subtle mist all over his room. He wonders if it comes from outside because he's sure he didn't leave any potions inside his cauldron.

He's about to take his sunflower, the one he always leaves on his nightstand, to summon light when he notices the glowing red eyes in the middle of the room.

At first they look like they're floating, but quickly Izuku notices the face and the body in the shadows. And the wings...

The creature looks mostly like a human, but Izuku knows he's a demon, a very tall, muscular demon with horns, just like the one he saw when Ashido touched him.

"De-Izuku."

The green haired witch blinks and moves a little bit farther away from him, although he doesn't jump off the bed.

"Shit! This is not how I wanted our second encounter to go, damn it!" The demon curses and even though Izuku can perfectly see his sharp teeth when he does, there's something about his frustration that makes him look more vulnerable, more human, if that's possible.

"Who are you?" Izuku should be thinking about a banishing spell at the moment, but for some reason he doesn't feel like he's in danger.

"You don't remember?" Despite his intimidating appearance, the blond demon looks almost hurt then.

"Kacchan?" Izuku blinks a couple of times as his memories bring back the figure of a little demon, trying to bite his neck.

The witch doesn't realize he's covering his own neck with his hand until the demon grimaces at the sight.

"I'm sorry about that," he mumbles and when he takes a step closer to the bed, Izuku realizes that he's just a shadow, which means he's not physically in Izuku's room. "I know it's difficult for you to believe me, but I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Then why did you try to bite me?"

Perhaps the light of the moon coming from outside is playing tricks on his eyes, but Izuku is almost sure the demon starts blushing as he shyly rubs the back of his neck.

"I'm an alpha," he blurts out, as if that's explanation enough. Suddenly, Izuku has the need to make his notebook appear. "I wanted to... mark you."

Feeling even more confused and lost, Izuku decides that it's time to ask more important questions.

"What's your name? I remember calling you Kacchan, but I don't think–"

"Bakugo Katsuki, but you can keep calling me Kacchan."

The demon has turned out to be very kind, perhaps too kind... Izuku is not sure if this is just a trick or not.

"Why did you come here?"

"I want you to summon me."

If what Ashido said is true and Bakugo is indeed the demon king, then summoning him could be very dangerous.

"I don't think that's a good idea," Izuku mumbles, remembering what he said to Ashido.

"Listen, Izuku... I just want to be able to stay here with you," Bakugo says, getting a little bit desperate. "You can bind me to you... I swear I don't want to hurt anyone and I won't bite you unless you want me to..."

Why would he want a demon to bite him? What is Bakugo actually planning? That demon doesn't look like he wants to explore the mortal world like Ashido does.

"I just want to be able to come and go."

For what purpose exactly? It'd be very irresponsible of Izuku to let a demon roam free, especially one as powerful as Bakugo seems to be.

"I'm sorry–"

"Izuku..."

Suddenly, the room is not as visible as it was before... it's almost like it's disappearing; Bakugo has noticed it too and tries to get even closer to Izuku, to tell him something, but he vanishes in the blink of an eye.

The witch turns his head around, wondering what's going on, but his vision turns completely dark and when he opens his eyes again he's lying on his bed, but there's sunlight coming from the window this time.

He finally woke up.

It was a dream, Izuku is sure of it, but what he's not so certain about is if Bakugo was actually part of his mind or the demon managed to get into his dreams somehow.

The witch takes a deep breath, has breakfast and goes to the woods to gather more ingredients for his potions. Did he have an actual conversation with the demon king? Now that Izuku thinks about it, it seems unlikely.

However, he also decides to get fresh lavender and jasmine to make himself a potion to sleep without dreams.

Izuku spends most of the morning making different kinds of potions, then in the afternoon he gets himself something to eat and greets the people who come to his shop to buy something for their problems. Izuku has also started to sell charmed objects, mostly for protection, especially necklaces because people seem to like those.

The day goes by too fast for his liking.

Feeling a little bit guilty, he drinks the potion he made for himself and goes to sleep.

The guilt comes back the next morning when he realizes that he didn't have any dreams the night before. But it has to be for the best, right? The demon is obviously trying to trick him.

In the middle of the day another memory comes to his mind: the little demon with piercing red eyes is calling him beautiful and pretty, but at the same time assuring him that if Izuku is pretty, he must be weak as well.

"You're too pretty to be strong! Powerful demons are not cute!"

"I'm not a demon!" Little Izuku protests, using a little bit of magic to push the blond kid away. A blond kid with horns...

The little demon smiles back at him after that. He looks quite pleased instead of angry.

"I'm going to mark you, Deku!"

That's when Bakugo tried to bite him.

Izuku shakes his head, although he can't help but chuckle at the memory now; it's not as terrifying as he thought it was, Bakugo used to have little sharp teeth and his growl wasn't even a bit intimidating. Izuku remembers himself laughing as he tried to run away from the bossy little demon.

Maybe he should give him a chance. Izuku shakes his head. No, no... he has never summoned a demon before, he could make a mistake.

What if that's exactly what Bakugo wants? However, for some reason, Izuku can't bring himself to believe the demon is trying to trick him.

However, that demon is not little anymore and even though Izuku just saw him in a dream, he knows he's very powerful now.

He should be careful.

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Izuku misses the demon; it's been a week since he's been drinking that potion and he still wonders if it was the right choice.

Feeling a little bit nervous, he takes he vial and puts it back in the shelf.

He's going to dream that day, although that doesn't mean the demon will pay him a visit.

Of course, it doesn't turn out as Izuku thought it would. When he opens his eyes, there's mist in his room like last time, but Bakugo is surrounded by fire and smoke and he's growling and hissing like a feral beast.

And yet Izuku is not afraid of him, he has the feeling, no, he knows the demon is not angry with him.

"Wake up, Izuku!"

"What?"

"You have to wake up! There's someone in your house and I can't protect you from here!"

Before he can ask anything else, Izuku blinks, the demon is gone and the witch is back in his bed, in the middle of the night, but he knows he's completely awake this time.

He hears the noise and knows there are at least three people downstairs; he uses his flowers to see what's going on (a couple of irises he left on his counter) and realizes they're probably outsiders.

The people in the village know him and respect him, some of them are very friendly towards him, but sometimes there are people from outside who are afraid of witches and try to hurt them.

He gets up and starts muttering a couple of spells to get his vines to move and trap the intruders; he hears a couple of grunts, screams and the sound of metal when the weapons fall all over the floor.

By the time Izuku gets down the stairs, the intruders are trapped, tangled in the vines, the ones the witch strategically placed around his shop. He even rolls his eyes when the men start cursing him and puts them all to sleep.

In the morning he sends them back home, confused and with no memory of his little shop; they will never find his home again.

Izuku knows he's very much capable of taking care of himself, but he wonders that day what would've happened if Bakugo hadn't yelled at him to wake up.

Right there and then he decides he's going to summon Bakugo Katsuki, at least to have a proper conversation with him.

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oshiawaseni · 2 years

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Dear Kacchan

Um... there’s so many things I want to say to you. Where do I even start? We’ve been through a lot this year, huh? You figured out my secret with One for All. Let’s start with that. It’s been unreal to think that the quirkless me could one day become a hero in training and underneath our favourite hero All Might’s wing, no less. And though this has been an amazing experience that I sometimes pinch myself over and feel so very blessed about, it’s also had it’s troubles, too.

But you know what, Kacchan? I think that it’s thanks to you sharing in my secret that made all of this a little easier to deal with. I’m finally coming clean to everyone about it, but Kacchan... thank you for keeping my secret up until now. And thank you again for helping me train my quirk when things got a bit crazy with black whip and float emerging. Haha, wow... I owe you a lot, it seems...

I can’t remember much about what happened, but you also pushed me out of the way to save me from Shigaraki, didn’t you? Kacchan... thank you for saving my life. I’m sorry that you got hurt because of me but I promise you, I will never cause trouble for you again. Kacchan, I’m so sorry for everything I’ve put you through up until now. You know, while I was lying in the hospital bed I realised that all of the bad things that happened to you lately were mostly my fault. What’s more, the League are targeting me specifically now because of my One for All. So, that’s why before this all can get any worse... I’ve decided that I am going to leave U.A. I don’t want my problems with them bringing you and the others down anymore. I think this is for the best. It’s for the best, Kacchan.

“I couldn’t stand it if you got hurt again because of me. I don’t want to leave you, I don’t!!! But I have to... Kacchan..!”

Please, I hope you can somehow understand that my leaving is the one thing left I can do to repay you for all of these kindnesses you’ve given me this past year, Kacchan. More than anything, I just want everyone to be able to smile again. Thank you for everything, I’m sorry... and goodbye.

Izuku yori.

Happy BakuDeku Day 8/9 everyone!

#bakudeku #happy bakudeku day #dear kacchan #op #kana writes #and rip grandmama...#bnha 319 #my shoujo academia

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starshine-effendy · 1 year

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Vengeful

Ok so I don’t own any MHA characters they belong to their rightful author.

OK NOW DOWN TO BUSINESS!

Water manipulation Quirk but super easy to control + increased distance and increased speed.

You’re basically unstoppable.

Now. POV: You Deku and Kacchan= childhood friends but after your quirks things started going south. He’s the reason why you didn’t go to UA and instead to the wonderful school of Shiketsu High School. Now you’re in your Hero license exam and... There like 2 versions of this. One where you’re vengeful and one where you’re just... shy. In the vengeful one you’re seeking revenge for bullying you.

“Kacchan! Kacchan!” You heard young Deku yell. “I wanna be the hero too Kacchan! I wanna be like All Might!!”

“Shut up Deku you’ll never be as amazing as all might,”

“Why do you have to be so mean?” Deku pouted.

“No one’s as cool as All Might dumb Deku,” Young Kacchan declared.

“Aww I guess you’re right”

“ I’m always right,” the tiny blonde announced, proudly.

"So then I wanna be a hero!”

“No, I’ll be the hero and you be the sidekick,”

“Aww.. Alright then,”

“You be the princess,” He pointed at you with a childlike grin on his face.

That’s how it always was. You’re the princess who needed saving and Kacchan would always save you. Somehow things changed when he got his quirk.

Pop! Pop! Little miniature explosions came out of his palms. This was the moment Kacchan got his quirk. Everyone awed how awesome it was. “Awesome!” One of your classmates cheered.

“You’re so lucky!” Deku yelled out.

“Yea,” Your classmates agreed.

“Impressive, I betchu that’s gonna grow into an amazing quirk!” one of your teachers commented.

“Definitely,” Your other teacher added, “A flashy quirk for a future hero! It’s perfect,”

‘Yea you’re right! I AM amazing! In fact I bet there’s NO one as Great as I am’

His thoughts were cut off when.

A Giant arm appeared. The arm was as big as Kacchan. One thing about it? It was made entirely of water.

“Oh it seems another quirk’s been manifested,” Your female teacher acknowledged.

She and the other teacher looked around for the kid responsible for the water arm. You placed your arm down after cheering for Kacchan and the hand mirrored your movement. The hand dropped to the ground.

“Ah- it’s you! Y/n that’s an impressive quirk!” She commented.

“A hand that big especially in your age is quite incredible,” Your male teacher stated, “I can’t imagine how your quirk will progress in the future but I bet you’re mostly likely the next number 1 hero,”

Kacchan stared at you. His brows were turning to a frown. His little explosions were getting louder. You stole the attention from him and you developed a more powerful quirk. You weren’t supposed to be strong. You were supposed to be the princess. The damsel in distress. This made Kacchan mad. He started bullying you ever since and it was you and Deku for the rest of your school life. That is... until highschool.

Bakugou gave you a swift kick on the gut. You were knocked back against the wall. You held your gut as Bakugou grabbed your collar.

“Listen up 'princess’,” He yelled, “Don’t you DARE try to apply for UA. I’M Going to be the First And ONLY student from this crappy school to get into UA! So you better not Screw that up!”

You only winced at his scary tone. You weren’t planning to get into UA. Even if you did it would be because of Izuku. You could feel yourself trembling. You couldn’t even look him in the eye anymore.

“LOOK AT ME WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU!!” He yelled, explosions coming from his hand.

You drew back further and started trembling harder. You didn’t want to hurt Bakugou. He let your collar go and you fell back slowly.

“Pathetic losers like you shouldn’t even be a hero,” He commented before leaving your line of sight.

That’s the entire thing though. That was never your role. You were never wanted to be a hero. You were supposed to be the princess who Kacchan and Deku saved. You picked yourself up knowing that isn’t your role anymore. You obeyed Bakugou and didn’t apply for UA. You instead went for Shiketsu HighSchool.

Walking home you encountered a commotion. You usually would walk past it and let the heroes take care of it but there’s when you heard a familiar voice. “KACCHAN!” It was Deku. Damn it Midoriya. You didn’t want to lose one of your friends now. Your quirk was water manipulation and the villain was mostly made out of water so quickly took control of the sludge monster and separated it from Bakugo while grabbing Deku to keep him in a safe distance with an ice chain. You controlled the sludge villain to be as small as possible and locked him in an ice dome. You quickly walked away sparing a quick glance at Deku to make sure he’s alright.

You got accepted to Shiketsu Highschool. You kept it a secret from your old friends. Until the day of your hero license exam. You hopped out of your bus with Inasa. An enthusiastic boy who’s loud but he meant well. He was your best friend.

“The usual you guys” A red boy announced.

Inasa sneaked up behind them.

“On my mark,” The red boy continued.

Inasa walked closer towards them.

“Go plus-”

“ULTRA!” Inasa yelled.

You stood next to Camie and watched him with a smile.

That caught the attention of half the UA students there.

“You know it’s pretty rude to barge into other peoples huddles like that Inasa,” Seiji Shishikura, the second year boy, pointed out calmly.

“What? Pardon me,” Inasa raised his head, “I AM” His arms tucked to his side as he continued, “SO” He bowed his head till it hit the ground “VERY EXTREMELY SORRY!!!”

You giggled. That caught the attention of both Izuku and Bakugou. They haven’t seen you smile for a while actually. Especially Bakugou. Since he always tormented you before. You looked like you were glowing.

“Y/n!” Deku called out. He ran towards you.

“Oh Deku!” You responded. You were bombarded with questions from the green nerd.

“Hahaha.. Calm down I have several questions for you too. We can have a chat after the exam,” You cheerfully suggested.

“OH Y/N you know this guy?” Inasa asked in his usual loud enthusiastic voice.

“Yea he’s my middle school friend! Izuku meet Inasa,” You said.

Unbeknownst to you there was a blonde looking at you. He watched as you kept... glowing as you smiled. You never glowed during middle school so this view was definitely new to him. He... liked it.

You waved at Izuku as you, Inasa and your other schoolmates walked into the exam location.

"Vengeance is clouding your vision," Seiji quietly mentioned.

You took a glance at him before ignoring his words.

The exam began and you watched as Bakugou left his classmates with some others following him. You conjured up an ice platform that floats you up into the sky. You followed them and led you to your schoolmate. What a coincidence. You were floating so you got there before they could.

"HEYA SEIJI" You called out.

"Y/n why are you here?" He asked, looking up and shifting his body to face you. You were still floating with your ice platform

"Thought you might need some help," you looked to your side.

He followed your gaze. Bakugou and 2 if his other classmates were running towards you. You have a mischievous smirk and you charged towards them.

"I'LL HANDLE THE BLONDE YOU CAN HAVE THE REST," You yelled.

You heard Seiji yelling at you but you couldn't care. You charged towards Bakugou. Since your quirk has less limits you were faster so you captured him with ice chains that covered his torso and hands sending him flying backwards. Kirishima and Denki were going to attempt to save him when Seiji called out to them. Since you were faster you took off his gauntlets and controlled his sweat too. This happened so fast that he didn't have time to react. The ice restraining his hands slowed down the sweat he was producing too.

"I thought I felt someone following us," Bakugou growled.

You chuckled. You unfroze the positions of his targets and hit 2 of them.

"BASTARD!! I'LL KILL YOU WHERE YOU STAND!!"

"You're all bark but no bite when it comes to me huh?" you questioned with a pout. You thought he changed but you were wrong. You saw Bakugou aggressively squirming around trying to free himself. You tightened the ice

"You know… thanks to Deku I know how your quirk works. So stop squirming, it's useless,"

Bakugou was grunting angrily before he finally stopped."Shiketsu huh? You didn't go to UA so you went to Shiketsu" He growled.

He took a moment before continuing, "WHY? YOU DIDN'T EVEN WANT TO BECOME A HERO!"

Your ice tightened. Bakugou was smart. He knew he was basically quirkless without his sweat or gauntlets. Hell he couldn't even reach his grenades. So he had to resort to negotiating.

"That's true. My role was never the hero Kacchan," you said his name in a mocking tone. "That was yours... But I guess you can't be a hero without passing the exam,"

You paused.

"You never deserved the title anyways,"

"THEN WHY?!" He yelled, "WHY'D YOU BE A HERO WHEN YOU DIDN'T WANT TO IN THE FIRST PLACE?! WHY GO TO SHIKETSU?! WHY TAKE THIS DAMN EXAM?!"

You could feel him struggle in the ice.

"SO I CAN SEE THE LOOK IN YOUR EYES WHEN YOU REALIZE THAT I'M THE NUMBER ONE HERO!" Your words had some venom in them.

Bakugou scoffed. He looked down. "I'm not an idiot! I knew if you were in the picture I'd never be number one. Dammit. I knew you were stronger than me.So I berated you. My helpless princess whom I was supposed to be saving,"

You flinched at the nickname. Looking back at it now he's never called you anything else except your name or that nickname. But it's been so long since you've heard it, it surprised you. "I'm sorry," He mentioned.

This. This. Caught you by surprise. The Katsuki Bakugou just Apologized. To you nonetheless. Sure you had to beat it out of him but this was still surprising. You sighed.

"Better have enough firepower to fix your landing," you said before not dropping him but throwing him in a random direction.

After this he started trying to atone for his past actions like taking you out for your old favorite drink.

Extra: Shy version. (above was vengeful version)

“What? Pardon me,” Inasa raised his head, “I AM” His arms tucked to his side as he continued, “SO” He bowed his head till it hit the ground “VERY EXTREMELY SORRY!!!”

You hid behind Camie jittering in place. Inasa was usually the person you’d hide behind from. He was tall and he made you feel safe even with his loud behavior. Deku caught a glimpse of you and waved at you. You waved back shyly.

“Let’s go” Seiji directed. You followed.

Inasa in an attempt to cool your nerves gave you a challenge to who’s going to pass first. It worked. During the test you took out 12 people with your water powers. You didn’t really want to take too much people out because you didn’t want them to be mad at you. You just attacked some people with a tidal wave which managed to take their balls and at the same time hit their targets. Once you got 3 you tried to stop the wave but before you could you accidently got another 9.

“YEA! YOU WERE AWESOME THERE Y/N,” Inasa cheered. You blushed and nodded at the comment. He kept talking you up and you just stood there face red shyly thanking him every now and then.

#mha #mha bakugou #inasa #yoarashi inasa #fanfic #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugo x reader #inasa x reader #katsuki x y/n #inasa yoarashi x reader #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x reader

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dekusleftsock · 9 months

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What Azi means: I need you. Please come with me. I want to make heaven a better place so we can live happy together, forever.

What Deku means: Kacchan you are so amazing. I can't lose you. I need to fix everything on my own to protect you.

What Crowley heard: go back to heaven so we can fix you

What Bakugou heard: Don't need you. Bye loser

Fr it’s so funny

Though I think azi’s intentions were well meaning, it just doesn’t WORK. Like on a fundamental level, heaven can’t and won’t change to accommodate. It sees Crowley and other demons as evil, HELL as evil. Because if hell ISNT evil, then it’s no longer a concept but a place. Hell is just as capable as heaven is of being good or bad, because they are the same.

Aziraphale’s original concept of heaven, hell, and earth has most definitely changed yes—instead of seeing all demons as bad and all angels as good and all humans as capable of either, he sees them as capable of doing good or bad things—though with humans they may not HAVE that choice, as seen in the grave robbing flashback. He also believes that heaven does not fulfill the duties god desires, instead believing in a vague concept of goodness prevailing over evil—not an entity.

Aziraphale must believe that god is good just as he must believe that hell is evil, because if he doesn’t…

Then those places and entities become conceptual, and he no longer has something to BELIEVE in

It’s not about heaven being good or hell being evil, it’s about his belief in god and what his life was made for.

God and heaven don’t need to be perfect, NOT EVEN GOOD, they just needed to be better than hell.

So while yes, Azi does believe that heaven is a place Crowley belongs, that’s not because he thinks that heaven is good, but that Crowley is better than hell.

I genuinely don’t blame Crowley for his reaction. I mean, metatron saying “Crowley can become an Angel!” was basically a way for metatron to hang a prize on a stick for azi to follow. Crowley KNOWS THIS, he knows what heaven is doing. Not completely, but vaguely.

AND UGGHHHHHHH THE BKDK-NESS OF THIS WHOLE SHOW HITS ME IN THE GUT SO HARD

Whether that’s bc I just really like bkdk or if they’re actually like Crowley and Aziraphale, I’m not sure, but either way I can feel it in my soul.

Izuku’s belief of “I can save you on my own, I can keep my emotions in a box just for you” makes me almost feel like he’s more Crowley than Aziraphale, and Katsuki’s tendency to assume what deku thinks based on ultimately innocent actions feels a whole lot more like Aziraphale than Crowley.

But this mostly comes down to being unapologetic about how you really feel and think about the person you like and their actions. If Crowley wants Aziraphale to understand, he has to tell him. If Aziraphale wants Crowley to hear him, he has to shout.

And it’s just like bkdk in that way. Surprise! The miscommunication is solved through communication!

But it’s also about realizing that your loved one will never be what you want them to be. That’s something they both have to understand.

THEYRE ALL SO AFRAID OF REJECTION AND IT HURTS ME. IT HURTS SO BAD. WHY CANT WE TAKE RISKS GUYS WHY WHY WHY

#bkdk #aziraphale #good omens #Crowley #crowly x aziraphale #this hyperfixation will die soon. prommy 🫶🫶#or it won’t #we’ll SEEEEEEEE

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demonytekav · 1 year

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Fluff Humor short Drabble

Katsuki loses a bet/game and as the loser has to do the bidding of the winner.

Kaminari tells him “The next person to walk through the door you have to kiss them.”

The group laughs, mainly the Bakusquad and a few others, while Katsuki curses him out and grumps about it but accepts the challenge because he “ain’t no bitch”. Everyone hoping it’s Mineta just so they can laugh their asses off.

Some time passes and no one enters into the common room. The punishment is mostly forgotten until Izuku walks into the room seemingly to check out what all the noise is on his way to get something to drink in the kitchen.

The room goes quiet before Katsuki jumps up. “Nerd! Come here.” He demands calmly pointing to the floor by his feet locking eyes with the shorter boy.

Izuku sensing himself in danger looks at Katsuki with suspicion before shaking his head slightly. “Nuh uh.” He says immediately turning around and definitely NOT speed walking out of the room.

He’s followed by a bellowing Katsuki demanding he get his “ass back here” and moves quicker because whatever it was that Kacchan wanted couldn’t be good.

Later when a smug Katsuki and disheveled Izuku walk back into the room Kaminari snorts and tells him “Bro, you didn’t have to make out with him. A kiss on the cheek would have done it. Having you lose to me in the game was more than enough.” Hoping to embarrass the other blonde for going above and beyond.

Katsuki just smirks and says “I don’t half ass shit. Even a bet.”

A “Kacchan” rings out and it makes the blonde pause since it doesn’t sound as sweet or fond as usual. Slowly he turns toward Izuku and notices the shorter boy is frowning at him. Angrily.

“Yeah?” He gulps noticing how still and quiet Izuku is. ‘Not good’ Katsuki thinks.

“Did you kiss me for punishment game?”

The blonde opens and closes his mouth as dread fills him. “I mean, uh…..yes but no?” He gets out, sweat building on his palms because while he did kiss Izuku because of the punishment game he also did it because he wanted to. Katsuki knows full well he wouldn’t have open mouth kissed anyone else that’s for sure. Maybe a back of the hand peck but certainly not tongue on tongue action.

“Come here.” Izuku demands and points to the floor in front of him, mirroring what Katsuki had done earlier but with more….subdued rage.

Katsuki stalls for a second before turning. “Nope.” He replies as he hurriedly begins to put distance between him and the ball of anger now chasing behind him.

“Oh come on Kacchan, why are you running? I’m not going to hurt you.” Izuku smoothly says sounding sweet but Katsuki knows he’s going to be anything but.

The class watches in awe as big bad Katsuki Bakugo runs with his tail tucked between his legs as sweet ever smiling Izuku chasing him all the way outside the dorm and to who knows where. They debate on helping for half a minute before shrugging their shoulders with the consensus that “They will work it out. Eventually.”

A/N: Just had a random small idea I wanted to jot down. I didn’t really clean it up or edit it but I hope you like the idea. It made me giggle. Thanks for reading! Have a good night/day!

#bakudeku #bkdk #Drabble

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mdccanon · 2 years

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Why are "Suspected Traitor Midoriya Izuku" fanfics so painfully cliché and nonsensical?

The ONLY villain Izuku could be implicated in working with is Stain.

I thought this little subgenre of the fandom would produce a FEW interesting deviating AUs about Midoriya starring in The Fugitive. Instead, what I found was a poorly-written story template that erases 40% of Seasons 1 and 2’s plot points to make Hurt, No Comfort fanfiction about whumpee Izuku Midoriya having panic attacks from police brutality, and then attempting suicide.

The trend popped up in 2020, during the Overhaul Arc, but the fanfics feature so little in-story information and focus mostly on information from the first 5 episodes, with a hard emphasis on middle school. It feels like a MHA whump enthusiast started telling their community about an anime featuring a bullied crybaby and they flocked over. These stories have so little understanding of the actual anime, they read more like the writers only understand the story by other people’s fanfiction. Clips of the show, at best.

So, below are common flaws in these whump stories, how they could be improved, but ultimately how dropping the "He's working with the League" plot point and having them suspect him of working with Stain is far more plausible in-story.

This is all with the FULL UNDERSTANDING that these stories are supposed to be about an innocent Izuku being persecuted, betrayed, and heartbroken so that he can fall into despair, be abused, cry crystal tears of suffering… I’m into that shit. I had already leafed through a hundred or so stories of Bakugou and Shigaraki abusing him. And I wouldn't have read SO many of THESE stories if I wasn't looking for good content... It's just that even the most popular stories on AO3 are SO weaksauce.

Elevate yourself. Do better.

Ignoring Police Procedure because the Authors Prefer Nonsensical Accusations

The authors want to get to police/UA staff beating Izuku in an undisclosed basement as soon as possible… Which I wholeheartedly appreciate, but I suppose its a matter of taste that I don't share their opinion that Izuku's heartbreak is sweeter if the accusations make no sense.

I’d prefer either changing key details in the story so that the investigation has a plausible accusation (actually write the League framing Izuku) OR using the literal plot of the anime and being clever about what accusation could be made and by whom.

I read a story where Izuku was framed with a video of him setting fire to the school and because Aizawa and All Might were so mad, they skipped investigation and a TRIAL and just held Izuku in a sensory deprivation prison for five years. The League has a shapeshifter AND a clone-maker, y'all. I did a find search of the entire story. No one mentions Toga or Twice, not even once.

Story Ideas:

At summer camp, the League could implicate Izuku as their mole and reveal that kidnapping Bakugou was part of Izuku's payment. Hell, let Izuku run into the portal, restrain him, kill Bakugou, throw Izuku to All for One so that he can be miraculously healed of ALL of his injuries and tell him, "Good luck getting All Might to believe you weren't working with us." Because if the story is ALWAYS going to be "no one bothers to call Tsukauchi The Human Lie Detector until after they've mentally and physically scarred Izuku for life" ... could the prompt for the betrayal be a bit more interesting?

Or after USJ, Bakugou tells Aizawa Izuku’s “I was given a quirk” confession that, when paired with All Might telling him about All for One, leads Aizawa to quickly and quietly detain Izuku. (Which is also a good cautionary tale about why the hell Kacchan gets to be in the loop but Aizawa has no idea what's going on.) I mean, c'mon, the plot of MHA is basically begging for Izuku to confess that he was given All Might's power and Aizawa not believe him because, hello, All Might clearly still has his quirk.

Erasing 40% of the story to make a plot-holes doesn’t make Izuku’s heartbreak any sweeter. Making characters OOC requires massaging the plot, anyway. If you’re going to change Aizawa to foaming-at-the-mouth irrational or change Class A to being “so scared” no one assumes Izuku must have been coerced into working with Shigaraki information… the LEAST you could do is come up with an interesting red herring to explain why an underground hero lost the ability to do a proper investigation?

Izuku Writes Creepy Notebooks

For most of these stories, this is the only evidence that Izuku was working with the League, in some stories, Aizawa beats Izuku for simply having the notebooks; thinking he’s League traitor isn’t even mentioned! I can see why the bloodthirsty whump writers like this: the notebooks are connected to middle school bullying, so Class A resenting them can quickly segue into Izuku having PTSD panic attacks and running to make his first suicide attempt.

These stories also completely ignore that Izuku asks people questions. Authors will write that Izuku wrote several pages about Uraraka but never, ever actually talked to her to answer his questions: Would she lose her quirk if she loses even one finger (like Shigaraki)? Should Hatsume make protection gloves? How about Ashido, Bakugou and Todoroki? Would Todoroki's powers still work with protective gloves like Bakugou?

But, am I a bad person for wanting a bit more meat on this bone? Instead of Aizawa/Nezu expelling/arresting Izuku simply because they fear the notebooks could be used for evil in the future, doesn’t it sound plausible to believe and heartbreaking for Izuku to have to prove that "most of Stain's victims are profiled in the last few of Izuku's notebooks." (It would still be circumstantial evidence since, if Izuku writes profiles on hundreds of heroes across 15 notebooks, some of them being Stain’s victims is just par for the course. But I prefer this idea over “Izuku OPENLY writes in his notebooks every day, but doesn’t that just prove he’s the traitor even more because we’d assume no traitor would be stupid enough to spy on us in our faces? Gyah! His evil genius is staggering.")

PS: If Bakugou points out that shitty Deku has been making these notebooks for so long, #1 is more of a coloring book of his favorite heroes... he either gets called a traitor too and thrown into prison to be beaten or everyone's response is simply "But they exist! They EXIST! They are creepy!"

Let’s Ignore the USJ/Internship Plot, Even Thought the Fanfic is about the USJ/Internship

Izuku passed on information about Class A to Shigaraki... even though a major plot point of USJ was that Shigaraki didn't know anything about Class A's abilities.

Insist that Izuku’s multiple, painful self-sacrificing moments were all just covers for his evil plans. Either that, or don’t mention them at all, because pointing out that he broke his legs to help All Might sounds like too good of a reason to trust him.

Let’s erase All for One, Gran Torino, and the Nomus from the story because we either need All Might to assume Izuku told Shigaraki about his injury or the story features a quirkless Izuku and the accusation that All for One was rewarding him with a secret quirk is too logical to be allowed. All Might/Nezu/Aizawa cannot be allowed a plausible reason to assume Shigaraki seduced Izuku to the dark side.

Completely ignore that Tsukauchi The Human Lie Detector wrote Izuku’s statement.

Izuku did Summer Camp… Because

Since this is the arc that introduces the concept of “a traitor in their midst,” this trend just crammed Izuku into it without making it fit. So now most of the 400 fanfics are stuck rewriting a few templates of Class A and the teachers accusing him for no reason and ignoring what actually HAPPENED at the summer camp to do so. Because… he has notebooks…

Again, insist that Izuku’s multiple, painful self-sacrificing moments were all just covers for his evil plans. Either that, or don’t mention them at all. Because two broken arms, going out of his way to save a little boy, coming up with plans to save several classmates, and contributing to the arrests of two villains sound like too good of reasons to trust him.

Izuku TOLD the Pussycats who the target and was part of the vanguard protecting him. Without that message, Mr. Compass would have still captured Bakugou with NO ONE being the wiser. No, let’s go one step deeper. Izuku could have left Bakugou behind during the final exam so that he would be forced to take remedial lessons. If the kids who failed really were staying behind, Izuku would give that address. If it was just a logical deception, Izuku would give that address.

Honestly, I've never seen a "he told the League where the summer camp was" story that actually talked about what happened at the summer camp. These fanfictions will have CHAPTERS of Izuku having panic attacks from middle school days and never mention Bakugou... the reason for Izuku's lack of self-worth. Authors will give Izuku trust issues with teachers to make his panic attacks because of Aizawa more heartbreaking... and never, ever mention that Bakugou is the reason teachers didn't help him.

Completely ignore that Tsukauchi The Human Lie Detector wrote Izuku’s statement.

Overhaul is Such a Touching and Courageous Arc that it is Never Mentioned

Sometimes, sometimes... the whole "Gyah, Izuku makes creepy notebooks so lets turn on him!" plot happens after the Overhaul Arc... But his actions during the Arc are NEVER mentioned.

I do recall two stories: One where Aizawa accused him of working for Stain, the League and Overhaul at the same time and when Izuku points out that makes no sense, he gets punched and told not to talk back... And in another, they just accuse Izuku being the mole who informed the yakuza of the sting operations... and no one, not even the Big Three mention how little sense that makes.

Everyone shut up. Beating the every-loving shit out of Kaiju Overhaul and single-handedly saving the tortured girl are nothing compared to creepy notebooks.

Assuming Stain and Izuku are mentor and pupil

By using the plot of the anime...

Nezu/Aizawa/All Might assuming middle school Deku imprinted on Stain the moment he heard a “All Might alone is worthy” speech is a much better assumption than … oh, right, without All for One in the story, there is no logical explanation how NEET Shigaraki recruited Izuku, when he couldn’t even recruit decent henchmen for USJ.

I like the idea of Stain disabling the two heroes who didn’t save Kacchan. Two cowards scolding a child for being braver than them? Since Stain’s arc is a year and some change from Ep. 1, if those two heroes were among the first he ever attacked, it could cause someone to double-take that their last patrol before being forced into retirement was featured on the news with two future UA students.

Stain SAVED Deku from Shigaraki. For any Pro Hero to assume that means Izuku was working with Shigaraki instead of Stain is like watching a girl stick her tongue down a guy's throat and doubting they are a couple because you saw that girl snatch a weave off someone she hates in the school parking lot.

Stain followers, in plain view of Pro Heroes, have declared Izuku as equally a true hero as All Might, saved him, or helped him save the day. Not only was Toga instrumental in Izuku's success in the Overhaul Arc (and Uraraka and Aizawa were aware of that) but the only reason she HAD Izuku's blood was because of a discreet little meet-up during the PLE that could have gone completely unnoticed, except Sero, Mineta, and Kaminari loudly said they saw Izuku interact with a naked girl. Shit! Well, now Izuku has to mention Camie to Beast, it would be out of character to NOT ask.

The Mall Encounter implicates Izuku so much, I'm actually getting scared. IS Izuku Midoriya a Stain follower?! Here is the monologue straight from the DUB: "What's the difference? Your goals, your villains... I don't understand you. I don't agree with the Hero Killer either, but I can understand him. Because the Hero Killer and I have something in common. We're inspired by All Might. That night, he even saved me from the flying nomu. He's a maniac, but he doesn't destroy things because it sounds fun. And when things were looking bad for him, he didn't abandon his mission... Like YOU did. Even if what he did was wrong, he held true to his beliefs. That's the difference."

Now, when Tsukauchi The Human Lie Detector took Izuku's statement after the Mall Encounter… because yes, he takes Izuku’s statement after every fucking crisis, people… even if Izuku repeated that monologue word for word, all Tsukauchi would hear was the confused a innocent hero-in-training.

If Nezu/Aizawa/All Might read back that statement, they could EASILY reinterpret it as an idealistic young pupil disappointed that he couldn't convince his master to spare the lives of all of the fake, unworthy heroes he'd profiled for him. (This serial killer killed 17 and injured 24, now. That's a whole lotta people not killed for a serial killer.) How EASY would it be to suspect that Ingenium was only alive because Izuku pleaded his case? How EASY would it be to think Izuku only sent the signal to Class A to get Iida away from his master ASAP before he had to choose between his mission and his new friends?

And just to wrap up in a nice, neat bow how much the Mall Encounter makes Izuku look like a Stain pupil, the fact that it happened at all looks like Shigaraki flaunting how vulnerable Izuku is with his master in jail. A rogue looking to recruit the quirk analyst prodigy he suspects was that asshole's Player 2. "I hate everyone. But the Hero Killer pisses me off the most.” Izuku tried to act as ignorant as possible. “Wasn’t he one of your guys?” But then he dropped character when Shigaraki dared to compare himself to his master. Shigaraki asked why Stain had more YouTube views and Izuku responded with a shockingly personal declaration on his respect for Stain and All Might.

… Seriously, I’ve gaslit myself into thinking Izuku really is Stain’s pupil...

At this point, I’m just working out the kinks on either an actual traitor AU or a reasonable doubt fugitive AU.

Conclusion

I love making characters suffer. I genuinely do. I can tolerate melodrama for the sake of characters suffering. I love OOC because I equally love Aizawa beating Izuku and Aizawa dating Izuku... If someone has a recommendation on both happening at the same time, I'd appreciate it.

But I just don’t understand the appeal of lazy writing or nonsensical characters WITHIN the context of the story being written. Every time someone says "Izuku sold information about us" all I can think about is that Shigaraki has never understood any of Class A's powers. Just write that Izuku wanted the League to kidnap Bakugou. Use the fucking anime.

#izuku mydoria #my hero academia #mha critical #fandom #all might #aizawa shota #principal nezu #bnha critical #overhaul #whump writing #whump mha #fanfiction advice #shota aizawa #mha aizawa

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riahlynn101 · 1 year

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"Everything."

Trigger warnings: A major (very beloved) character is brutally murdered, and there's a whole bunch of other violence. Please, use your best judgement, and remember to put your mental health first :D!!

For those that want to proceed, hope you all enjoy <3

Summary: All for One goes toe-to-toe with All Might (again).

It ends in flames.

Note:

This post and all the tags underneath inspired me to write this story: https://www.tumblr.com/marunalu/715670959100690432/okay-i-dont-have-faith-about-this-but-it-would-be?source=share.

(All of the blogs shown in the post are amazing! And I can't recommend them enough!)

All for One has been around for a long time, and with that time, comes enemies. He’s had many.

Various governing bodies.

A few no-name heroes that he made quick work of.

The Yakuza.

And some low-level villains that thought they could double cross him.

But each of them was a tick on his to-do list. Nothing but hosts from which he can quirk shop. Truly only one (does it count as one if there's a never-ending line of them?) of his enemies given a run for his money. And he means that in the worst way possible.

All Might.

He hates the man.

No.

Hate is not a strong enough word.

Loathe?

No.

If he had to settle on a single word, All for One would have to pick: Abominate. Yes, he abominates the showboat of a man. The stupid blond oaf with his brother’s stolen quirk.

The man who took everything away from him.

It must be fate that he gets to fight him once again. Kamino hadn’t been a fair fight (neither was the one before that one), but All for One is willing to let that go (no, he isn’t) for this chance to put All Might in his place.

They make eye contact.

All Might smiles at him. His briefcase and car unconfigure themselves into a mechanical suit, giving him the barest of protection.

He smiles back. He smiles so hard, his face hurts.

“All Might!” He practically screams, landing hard. The ground shakes. “Come to die by my hand?!”

When All Might responds to him, his voice is muffled by the mechanical machinery - robotic and a little staticky. It reminds him of their fight in Kamino, though it had been his own voice at that time that was muffled and changed.

“I won’t let you get to UA!”

He grits his teeth together. A familiar burning sensation builds in his chest, creeping up his throat (not yet).

“And how, pray tell, are you going to stop me?! You playing Iron Man will slow me down - at most.”

“Slowing you down is all I need to do.”

Something twists in All for One’s chest.

“For Midoriya Izuku?!” He asks, flinging himself out of the way of an oncoming robotic fist. He uses the split second of the suit regaining its balance to throw a punch of his own. The impact leaves his fist and funny bone ringing, but he does manage to dent some of the metal.

“Deku-”

For a second, All for One is transported back in time.

A time where his main concern rested with wiping his son’s tear-stained face, because someone decided to dissect his wonderfully unique name and twist it into something ugly and unbefitting of someone so, so…. good….

He remembers the anger he felt upon hearing the dreaded nickname for the first time. How much his son had shook in his arms, trembling and hurt ( they hurt him. They hurt him so badly, no amount of hugs and rambling about quirks made it better.) At the time, he elected to do the morally right thing (mostly because he couldn’t risk leading anyone back to his family), and went straight to the boys’ parents.

The group of boys were scolded and made to apologize to his son.

His son had beamed at him. Sunny and whole again. “I think Kacchan wants to be my friend again. He said sorry, which means everything’s all better.”

Hisashi found himself secretly hoping-despite his experience of knowing how these things play out-that his son was right. Anything to keep Izuku smiling at him. That smile means everything to him.

But….

….everything wasn’t fine after that.

The little brats went right back to teasing and poking and prodding his son over minute differences. Every little flaw of his son’s was judged swiftly and harshly, being tied back to that horrid nickname. And that little smile he loved and coveted so much.... slowly went away.

All for One’s throat burns - the quirk almost has a mind of its own, crawling up his oropharynx. It waits (impatiently) for its chance at being used. Too long it’s been since he could use his favorite quirk.

“Do not,” He starts, combining a minor strength enhancer with a spike mutation, “call him that!”

All Might-the bastard-dives out of the way. His suit creaks. “That’s Young Midoriya’s hero name! Deku’s the name of a hero!”

A tear-stained face with a runny nose pops into his mind’s eye. He can see it so clearly, like his son is right in front of him.

“Shut up!” His voice shakes the ground.

“No!” All Might gets a hit in, using the momentum from the ground shaking to get closer. “I will gladly fight to protect Deku! My boy-”

All for One thought processes screech to a halt.

His boy?

No! No! No! No!

“He’s not your boy! He’s never been your boy!”

Even behind the mask of steel, he just knows All Might is smiling. “He. Is. My. Boy!” He pauses after each word, as if giving All for One some time to process what he’s saying. “I may not be his father, but I have seen him grow! I have seen him become the best version of himself!” A metal fist makes contact with his face. It stings and he lands thirty or so feet away. “I have seen him thrive and fail! I held him after his nightmares and kept him nourished when he was out hunting you! That boy is my son!”

The burning sensation creeps upward, he can feel it in the back of his mouth. All for One suppresses it.

His body trembles. He blames it on the effects of rewind, which seems to be slowing down (as he appears to be the same age as when he arrived but hasn’t completely disappeared because his injuries from being punched are completely gone). It’s definitely not because he feels the stabbing pain of jealousy.

(His son replaced him.)

“How dare you!” He bellows. “You took everything from me! My empire, associates and connections, and everything in between!” He dodges another of All Might’s attacks. He airwalk to propel himself right at his nemesis. “But I could live with that!” Water drips down his cheeks.

Is it raining?

All Might staggers backward but struggles due to the robot’s bulky nature.

“I’ve lived with worse! I can always rebuild my empire!” His voice shakes a little, but he doesn’t waver even the tiniest bit. He punches the front of the machine, sending it toppling to the ground. “But one thing I can never forgive you for, the only thing that can’t be replaced or rebuilt, is my family!”

“What are you talking about!” All Might shouts, trying his best to scramble backwards. (Keyword: trying).

“My family! You-you took me away from them!” He stalks forward. “I couldn’t go home after you…” All for One swallows, looking down. “My wife and child needed me! They needed me and you took me away from them!”

When All Might speaks next, it’s not in the expected tone of a haughty hero. “I’m sorry, All for One.”

He waits for the backhanded insult, but it never comes.

“You’re sorry?” He falters. What’s happening right now? How does he proceed? His mouth is uncomfortably warm, but nowhere in his thousands of plans did he have All Might apologizing to him.

“Yes- sorry I couldn’t incapacitate you sooner!”

All for One is on guard once again. This- this is the tone he’s come to know.

“I’m sure your family is better off without you in it!”

The blond oaf’s words hit him like a freight train. They hurt. They hurt and All for One wishes they didn’t! And they shouldn’t because none of it is true!

He remembers hearing the doctor’s droning voice reading his wife’s letters to him. They all more or less read the same: Izuku is inconsolable and wants his dad to come home.

He thinks of how tightly his tiny family would cling to him after he came home. They would lay together for hours on end, watching movies, cuddled up and happy and content with each other’s presence.

He thinks of his wife’s almost compulsive need to run her fingers through his hair. (Height difference be damned. If his wife wanted to play with his hair; she found a way).

He thinks of his son clinging to him during thunderstorms, or after a bad dream. How they would sit on the living room couch, and Hisashi would rock his too-tiny son side-to-side.

Before he can think better of it, “fire breath” escapes his mouth. He douses the suit in flames, listening as All Might screams in pain. Being cooked alive inside a makeshift oven can’t be fun, but then again, neither was having his face ripped off.

“You are not his father!” All for One yells over the muffled sounds of screaming. “I am! He is my boy! You are nothing! Nothing! Worthless! Nana Shimura is looking down at you in shame! Shame!” He has to pause his rant to gulp some air down. His heart beats erratically inside his chest. “Izuku Midoriya is mine!”

And, as the screaming abruptly stops, All for One sets his sights on his primary target.

Next stop, UA!

#cross posted on ao3 #mha fanfiction #dad for one #izuku midoriya #yagi toshinori #major character death #angst #hurt no comfort

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aromanticannibal · 1 year

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AU where Izuku listened to All Might and found another way he could help people because uwu.

He goes home to his mom bawling his eyes out and being like mom I can't be a hero and Inko's immediately like. wtf happened. My child may be an idiot but he's also the physical incarnation of hope how is he Not Hoping rn.

Izuku tells her what happened and she goes mmh. She's unsure if she should hate All Might for his lack of tact or if she should be happy he made her son reconsider his decision

(I'm going off memory but as far as I'm aware here Inko doesn't want Izuku to be a hero, not because she thinks he's not worthy or bc she's a terrible mother she's just scared of him getting hurt.)

Izuku asks her what he should do now and she goes hey baby you're smart. You know a lot about heroes and quirks. You can find a way to help heroes and people with that

Small timeskip, Izuku studies engineering and shit, Hatsume Mei stuff, and starts remaking all of his journals to reorganize them and add more things. He's overworking himself to forget about how sad and angry at everything he is that he can't be hero at first, but he realizes that he truly loves analyzing even if it's not in the goal to become a hero.

Katsuki notices the shift in Izuku's behavior, but doesn't say anything. Now that Izuku became more discreet and stopped talking about being a hero, Katsuki's bullying calmed down - it's not perfect, and others are still being assholes, but y'know. Small victories

Izuku applies to UA in the support course. He becomes friends with Hatsume despite how high energy and overexcited she is, and bonds with her on their similar hyperfixations (Izuku's on quirks and Hatsume's on her babies).

Izuku avoids Katsuki like the plague, but can't help being interested in the hero course students. They're all so cool!

He starts getting noticed because of his work - his actual support items aren't the best, but his designs, ideas and analysis are great. He regularly gets caught mumbling about something borderline revolutionary and his teachers are like wtf. bro

Izuku does well in the sports festival because of his wits and the support items he designed and Hatsume made ; he does fight Shinsou, who wins since Izuku doesn't have his deus ex machina powers and can't escape Brainwashing. Izuku immediately gets attached to Shinsou, who's surprised Izuku doesn't hate him and his quirk.

(Shinsou then fights Todoroki : he loses, but his taunts to try and brainwash Todoroki make the latter start thinking about his quirk, resulting in a similar revelation than in canon, although slower)

Katsuki is somehow pretty calm about the whole "Deku got into the goddamn Sports Festival" thing. As calm as Katsuki can be at least.

Flashforward, end of season 2. Many hero course students have asked Izuku to help with either their costumes' designs or support items (mainly Aoyama for his belt, Hagakure and Yaoyorozu for obvious reasons, Kaminari to be able to aim his electricity, and Ashido to be able to use her acid more safely - so mostly aim stuff too).

Season 2 has Katsuki overworking himself during the exams with All Might and Izuku. I don't have the strength or the motivation to figure out how this goes without Izuku right now, but let's say it had Katsuki discover a major flaw in his gauntlets.

Thing is, he knows if he goes to support to get something better, he'll have to see Izuku. He doesn't really want to bully him anymore, it makes no sense to do so, but he isn't at the stage of his character development where he's like ok I got to apologize.

And what do we do when we're in distress? Right! Denial! (not actual advice don't ignore your problems people)

So Katsuki goes to support and pulls up like I need smth. Izuku doesn't realize it's Kacchan who's here until he turns around and he's like AA KACCHAN

Katsuki feels incredibly weird hearing the nickname again but doesn't say anything about it and acts like this is a perfectly normal interaction between two normal people. Denial at its finest

The second Katsuki explains his problem, Izuku gets out of his head. He knows Kacchan, his quirk, his fighting style, he very much knows how to fix this and even make it better. Katsuki remembers that there's someone out there who knows him and understand why he fights the way he does and has a mini crisis.

ultimately, he accepts Izuku's designs and says he'll be back to get his new gauntlets. He says "Thanks, Deku." and it's Izuku's turn to have a mini crisis.

(Hatsume definitely looks at him like yo dude. who this)

From then on Izuku is less scared to go talk to hero course students and stops avoiding Katsuki constantly. He makes some friendships!

He was already friends with Shinsou and Hatsume, but everyone else were just some people he kinda likes.

He mainly becomes friends with The Gang™ (Iida, Todoroki and Uraraka) but also with Ashido, Aoyama, Yaoyorozu and Hagakure from the time they came to him for designs.

When Katsuki gets kidnapped, Izuku is very very not okay. Like yeah they're not friends, but they used to be and Izuku still cares about Kacchan. He can't help but notice how much Katsuki's been trying to be nicer to him and others too (as subtle as it can be).

He definitely helps the Saving Bakugou Gang from where he can, giving them advice and support items. Katsuki feels many things when he learns how touched by this whole thing Izuku was.

On a funkier note, I feel like Izuku would definitely sit in during hero course classes when he doesn't have class. Aizawa probably doesn't care man would just be like heh whatever don't get killed

When Shinsou tells Izuku he's been training with Eraserhead and might actually enter the hero course, he gets so unbelievably excited. He comes up with a ton of ideas for Shinsou's costume, helps Hatsume with the Persona Cords and thinks of a ton of uses Shinsou quirk could have. He fills up an entire notebook with stuff about Shinsou and his quirk (Shinsou isn't sure if he should feel flattered or terrified).

from then on nothing that special happens and I'm too lazy rn to bother thinking of plot stuff. so let's skip to the 🔮 future 🔮

Izuku probably becomes a designer for costumes and support items, maybe keeps working with Hatsume (Hatsume is a genius at ingeneering but she often forgets people can like. die. so her items end up being unpractical. Izuku helps with that by overthinking every part of the item).

He actually also ends up making designs for civilians with unpractical quirks. Clothing is pretty much figured out but he definitely helps make mutation friendly fashion brands more popular, and he works to help people with unstable quirks have helpful stuff, like gloves for quirks like Shigaraki's or Uraraka's for example.

He'd probably be VERY helped by the fact that he's friends with a lot of heroes - they'd give him and Hatsume constant shout-outs and publicity.

Katsuki would also probably ask him to work at his agency at some point, but Izuku would say no, wanting to keeping working with Hatsume and be able to keep a wide range of stuff to work on.

I think after they dealt with their shit, Katsuki and Izuku would become friends again, though not as much as before.

Mainly I just want my mans to put his analyzing skills to use. anyways that was it folks

#mha #bnha #Izuku midoriya #hatsume mei #mha au #bnha au #mha headcanons #bnha headcanons #shinsou hitoshi

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musicfeedsmysoul12 · 1 year

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Random thought time:

-I don’t typically like fics where anyone other then Izuku is gender bent because I’m my experience it becomes this weird sort of… bleh mess that doesn’t stay true to the characters.

For example: fics where Todoroki is turned female give me weird vibes a lot (not all but some) because they make her less Shouto and more ‘ice Queen girlfriend who is emotionally intelligent and super smart’ when in reality Shouto is an emotionally dense wall. Not dumb (defiantly not as often shown in fanfic) but he’s not that smart about emotional or social stuff. By removing that you remove a huge part of his character. And sure different socialization but let’s be real: I can still see Endevaour moulding Fem!Shouto into his successor especially if Rei can’t have more kids. (Headcanon but yeah) so her experiences are mostly the same.

Other examples include just… they like make the characters so off in my head it’s hard to read. Like I read a Fem Kirishima where she was all long hair and giggles and I’m like: Fem!Kiri is the biggest ducking himbo in the world who is jacked as fuck and has her short spiky hair still. That’s Kirishima.

- I’m still salty about the ‘this character is bisexual with a harem but only has the opposite gender in the harem’ shit.

- I find myself not giving a fuck about Tsu more and more but I’m reminding myself it’s cause of fanfics and that I need to research shit to get back to liking her. I still don’t like Izu/Ocha/Tsu though and never will.

- I have come to the conclusion I will refuse to make Iida, All Might or Izuku a bad person in fics because they get enough shit and I love them.

- I really want to write a story with an older sister for Izuku who ends up raising him cause I’m giggling over the idea.

- I hate time travel in the sense of ‘we can go back in time but cannot interact with anyone due to paradox’. I like it as in ‘the world ended so fuck it. Let’s go back and try again’.

- I find myself wishing I’d not had Inko be a bad person in POTSOD, but I don’t fully mind cause I like writing Dadzawa.

- I sometimes wish to try and write out Raising Kacchan but fuuuuuuck I don’t wanna deal with Stan’s finding it and then my other shit.

- I am very annoyed each time I see a tiktok whining about genderbends. Yes, some suck. Others though are fucking amazing as they observe shit.

-I had Shinsou/Jirou ONCE and now my brain keeps poking it with a stick.

- I refuse to write ShinKami anymore because I can’t stop just seeing smaller EraserMic and it feels so cheap to do it because fan authors literally make it the whole thing that it’s the second coming and fuuuuuck it’s boring.

- Ms Joke’s flirting should be treated like how Mineta flirts as Aizawa does not seem to be amused by it, and his reaction to her showing up is oh shit, not ‘oh yes!’

- I wanna write a one sided crush for Aphrodite Rising that ends very badly as in scorched earth who isn’t someone anyone expects because I wanna make it hurt and really examine how toxic views on things can affect anyone and sometimes you don’t realize how toxic they are until it’s staring you in the face.

- Any fic that has any character other then Izuku be Quirkless (Uraraka, Shout, Bakugou and so on) should be avoided in my mind because half the time it’s a thin excuse to bash Izuku and the other it’s just dumb. Write him getting into the hero course!!

- I still believe the best character arc for Bakugou is for him to never rise about the mid rankings as this shows he will accept it’s not a competition and that heroics should be about saving people not beating them.

- I would have 90% less of an issue with Bakuhou is it wasn’t for the idea that Izuku HAS to be his friend after.

- I have ranted about the above before.

- … I have in fact read some B@kuDe€u fics that weren’t bad, but like that’s a rare fucking find that doesn’t have Izuku be a freaking doormat that just smiles and nods at the shit that Bakugou pulls.

- I got called a hypocrite a while back on POTSOD and I think it was about Bakugou and you know what? Fuck it. Fine, call me that. I’ll admit it. Will anyone else admit they’re one to for stabbing the fuck out of him while screaming about Endevaour?

- speaking on that the more I think about it the more I’m like: I might… kind… maybe… sorta… don’t mind his redemption arc because while I firmly think the message you must always forgive your abuser is a shitty one I do know that at least he is trying. I just think it’s a bit to little to late but he acknowledges that at least in some cases.

- someone said they hate Magne because people only like her as she’s trans and they ignore Toger and stuff. They were also giving off mad homophobic and transphobic vibes with their shit though but… fucking hell they had a point and I hate it. Magne’s character is so flat that… yeah. That’s a fucking point for a lot of her love. (Not that it’s wrong or anything but where is the Tiger love?)

- I plan on redemption arcs for Toga in a few fics but I’ll be blunt they are not what people normally expect.

- I love asshole Dabi but I do enjoy my ‘he’s a good brother’ fics it’s just asshole Dabi is more fun to write. Maybe I’ll try one day to write it but until then… yeah.

- I’ve warmed up to TodoDeku and UraDeku more but I still stand by the idea that Iida often gets forgotten and he should be around way more. I see to many fics replace him with Todoroki and it kind of made me salty about the platonic friendship between Todo and Izuku. Why are you replacing Iida?!

- JiroMomo has reached a similar state as UraTsu to me: I find it stale because it’s often used in fics as a background pairing and sure they’re friends but there’s the ‘get the girls out of the way’ vibe mixed with ‘yeah they’re friends but… can I personally see chemistry!?’

- it is after midnight and I think my laundry is done after my giant ass purge/clean today so good night. Send me asks about this shit to if you want

#bnha #bnha au #yeah send asks tomorrow #or today #I wanna see what people think of my half asleep rant

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tetrathewizard · 8 months

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I'd love to rp BakuDeku!! I just lost an rp partner who I was doing a lot of MHA AU rp with and I got a taste for it! I don't write a lot unfortunately, but I do my best. I can promise to write a few sentences per response

I have a ton of ideas I really want to try! Mostly I want to do AUs, maybe use a couple OCs I have? I can play most characters except for AFO, All Might, and Endeavor

The AUs I really wanted to try were:

Spider Deku x Venom Kacchan

Spirited Away

Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood

Fantasy AU

It's where Izuku is the demon king and Katsuki is the hero. In this world human adventures can be revived endlessly by the Mana Tree so it's like a video game. But of course Izuku is in love with Katsuki and doesn't want to hurt him

Fantasy AU Villain Deku

I was thinking that we start off with Izuku being a normal village boy but runs into Tomura. They talk for a bit and later Tomura basically revives the demon king AFO in his village and everyone blames Izuku because he's the village scapegoat. He's treated very badly until he's pushed to the breaking point and Tomura or AFO comes to literally talk him away from a cliff

Alice in Wonderland

I had an idea where Izuku would fall down the rabbit hole as a kid. But once he's there the world naturally starts to force him to take on a role. Unfortunately since the King of Hearts has eyes on him...that means Izuku slowly starts to become the Prince of Hearts. His hair becomes white and his eyes will change to red. Once the transformation is complete he won't be able to return home. Izuku is trying to avoid the King of Hearts and find a way to go home while keeping his memories of the real world. A sequel would be him returning to Wonderland as an adult because his mother is dying and he could find a cure there but he faces similar perils and that his reality is starting to merge with Wonderland!

Lovecraftian Cult AU

Izuku Midoriya is a humble police officer in a small town. One night his long lost childhood friend, Katsuki Bakugou comes to him. Izuku is discovered to be the son of an Eldritch Abomination, the King in Yellow. Izuku is then taken to a commune where he is worshipped as a god like entity. Confused and frightened he tries to adjust to this new reality as his powers confirm that their faith is much more than the ravings of lunatics. At the same time he must perform his duties as a guardian of his followers and interact with surrounding cults in the area while the Cult of All for One plots the end of the world...

If any of this looks appealing please feel free to DM me! I know it's very Izuku heavy but that's just who I main as. I'm more than happy to play someone else as the main character. I'm willing to play as Izuku, Shouto, Hitoshi, Mirio, Keigo and others! If you want to add me on Discord, I'm Aria6516

No abuse, rape, self harm, suicide, drug abuse, knife play, torture or choking (Canon backstories are okay)

#bakudeku rp #anime rp #fandom rp #mha rp #my hero academia rp #anime roleplay #bnha rp #literate rp #manga rp

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mysterylover123 · 2 years

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Every TodoBaku Moment Part 3: Shoto on Kacchan Part 2

1. Chapter 43

So returning to Shoto’s mindset in the finals. It’s not that he doesn’t respect Bakugou, we know he does. But he’s confused about whether using his fire side is right at all - the right move, for himself and his mom. Midoriya and Bakugou both have a similar arc with Shoto in the Sports Fest: Both leran his tragic backstory, both are sympathetic but also pissed off that Shoto is putting his private vendetta over doing his best. Midoriya approaches it from a ‘saving’ angle, Bakugou from the ‘winning’ angle. Both together almost manage it, but Shoto’s problems are not going to be cured just through one or two small breakthroughs. This drives a wedge in his relationship with Bakugou for a while. This section is when they are at their most distant and hostile.

2. Chapter 44

A tiny blink and you’ll miss it panel. After Shoto gets his medal and we move on to Kacchan in the manga, There’s a brief shot where he turns to look at Bakugou as Bakugou loses his temper over the match. Mostly Shoto looks sad and pensive during this sequence, but for just one moment he takes the time to notice Bakugou’s feelings. It’s so small it’s hard to read his expression though, so it’s hard to hypothesize what his reaction is.

3. Chapter 60

Bakugou makes a very long speech challenging Deku and then turns to include Todoroki in it. Shoto’s response to this provocation is to say absolutely nothing and not react at all. This is something the anime put in the filler set around this time, like the pool episode and the movie (at first). Shoto basically takes Bakugou’s challenges in stride. There’s not really a return or a hurt feeling. It’s more like quiet bemusement perhaps?

4. Chapter 71

LOL I’ll bet for some fans this is the scene that created the TDBK ship in the first place. Anyway this is Shoto’s first actual comment on Bakugou in a very long time - the first time since he was watching his matches in the Sports Fest, really, that we see him paying Bakugou any special attention. He states that Kota, the bratty kid who just punched Midoriya in the you know what, remidns him of Bakugou. Basically Shoto at this point has come to see Bakugou as a bratty kid, which implies some condescension. Bakugou is the same age as Shoto (actually according to the wiki almost a year older, born Arpil the year prior and Shoto born January), but he comes across as immature to Shoto because of his mindset. Shoto’s response is different in different translations - usually it’s more along the veins of his typical “apologies”. It is notable that he apologizes though, even though his thought bubble says he still thinks they’re similar. He assumes he hurt Bakugou’s feelings and respects them enough to say he’s sorry.

5. Chapter 73

thanks to their ‘two halves of a whole’ thing, there are a lot of scenes where Deku and Kacchan appear to think the same thing together. This is one of the few times when the three of them have the same thought at the same time, in this clear sequence where they seem to all be in unison.

6. Chapter 78

So the next section is all about them being teamed up together. On Shoto’s side, his last team up was with Momo in “Yaoyorozu Rising”, which really explored and deconstructed his teamwork style. HE thinks so much faster and plans so much further ahead - he’s so used too, to being the most OP person on the planet, that he doesn’t really register his teammates’ contributions easily. Even teammates he respects, like Momo and Kacchan. So on Shoto’s side (I’ll cover Bakugou’s in his section), this part is a continuation of hte lessons from Yaoyorozu rising. First Shoto had to learn to listen to someone he both respects and gets along with. Now he has to learn how to work with someone he respects but doesn’t get along with.

OK so anyway this panel in particular. Prior to this panel, in Chapter 74, Shoto’s response to the crisis was to immediately explain the plan and decide what course of action they were going to take. Bakugou of course is angry at being ordered around - unlike the emotionally scarred Momo in YR, Bakugou is not going to be dictated to.

This Panel up above is right after Deku’s announcement came out that Bakugou is the target. This is of course a formula for some bad miscommunication between these two: Shoto acting angry out of concern and his usual style of “do as I say and it’ll all be fine”, which of course pushes every button Bakugou has and sets him up to ignore Shoto as much as he possibly can.

7. Continued.

So this back and forth continues. Shoto bails Bakugou out of his reckless mistakes with ice and berates him, pointing out that he, Shoto, knows better (that’s how Bakugou sees it) and Bakugou gets more and more annoyed with him. Now it’s really easy to just side with Shoto here and say ‘dammit Kacchan listen to him’ (that’s what Bakugou needs to do) but we’re here to talk about Shoto’s arc in this post so on his side, what Shoto again needs to do is learn how to listen to his teammate. Shoto can tell Bakugou a lot about what not to do but it’s not like he has an actual plan up his sleeve other than ‘let me just keep throwing up icebergs and that’ll handle the whole thing, don’t worry your pretty little head about it’. Shoto usually assumes that he can handle everything with his OP quirk and whenever that doesn’t work he runs out of ideas immediately (CITE: Vs Midoriya, vs Stain, vs. Bakugou, vs Aizawa, vs Gang Orca later on). This is one of his fatal flaws on the battlefield.

8. Continued

Shoto just keeps on pointing out all the problems with Bakugou’s attack plan, without offering a single alternative himself. At this point, Moonfish keeps breaking through his icebergs. They’re in a holding pattern but it can’t last forever. I think Shoto’s assumption here, as stated above, is that he can just keep tanking damage forever (despite the fact that, as you can see in this panel, he’s starting to freeze himself by over using his ice quirk and freeze the 1b guy he’s carrying ). While he does throw out some decent points here, considering that approximately ten seconds later he and Bakugou are using their flamey explode quirks to calm down Tokoyami, it’s not that there’s no way around this. Bakugou isn’t an idiot, and he’s good at using his quirk in creative ways. Shoto’s attitde here doesn’t show any trust in his teammate’s ability to use hsi powers - it basically implies ‘you’ll just make a mess of things so leave it to me.’

9. Chapter 80

But finally, finally, when Tokoyami and Midoriya show up, Shoto gets off this kick and listens to one of Bakugou’s suggestions. I’m not sure what changes in his head in between Chapter 79 and 80 that he’s able to do this. It’s possible of course that in the earlier chapters he’s panicking a bit because Moonfish is directly here to kidnap and possibly kill Kacchan (given his later reaction to the actual kidnapping, it’s safe to say there is some personal investment in Bakugou’s safety already at play). HE’s reacting by going into panic mode and regressing from his more enlightened, post YR “my teammates may have soem good ideas occasionally” mindset, because there’s such an immediate and real danger here. When Tokoyami coems in the stakes are different. There’s more people to protect Bakugou (Shoji and Midoriya) and the danger Dark Shadow is causing takes the focus off of Bakugou being in danger. That’s my theory, anyway. So without Bakugou being in immediate danger, Shoto can listen to him, what he’s actually saying, and work together with him:

10. Finally

For the first time we see TDBK teamwork. They move smoothly and as one to save Dark Shadow and Tokoyami.

To be continued

#todobaku #bakugou x todoroki #bakugou katsuki #todoroki shoto

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