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The Sweetest Thing by @whenjoshisjoseph

Holy shit I loved this too hard! 

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First work in my BNHA Noir Week series!! Super excited for this, even though I know hardly anything about it, haha XD I’ll reblog this over on fanatical-san, too :p it’s not too late for y’all to join in!!

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Join the Gay Side of BNHA Writing server, where we as writers, beta readers, or both, encourage and help each other with writing all the lovely gay ships of the wonderful Boku No Hero Academia! You don’t have to be a published writer or beta reader! As long as you enjoy writing and Boku No Hero Academia (and its gay ships!!), this server is for you!

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me externally: I write fanfic because I enjoy it! I write for myself!

me internally: validate me. drown me in kudos. i will sell my soul for comments and fic recs

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gotta love that external validation.jpg

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I’m super excited to be a part of this zine!! Go give the blog a follow - and expect to see some cool stuff a little later on!!!

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Hey guys! I need to start saving up for some important stuff (I currently don’t have my own income and I want to be able to support causes that my homophobic parents wouldn’t allow me to...also college is hard :p), so I’d be super grateful if you could fill the survey out for me!

Remember, this isn’t you committing to anything - it’s simply a way of me knowing if it’s a worthwhile idea!

I love y’all and I’m so blessed to have y’all <3

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One sentence fic: Tododeku + eyeliner

Got this ask as a reply, not an ask, so I didn’t see it til now asdfghjkl sorry! This one is for akkopidgex!

Here it isss:

Midoriya leant in a little closer to Shouto’s face as he applied the eyeliner, their proximity highlighting Midoriya’s freckles and making it hard for Shouto to look away as Midoriya continued to talk about how good Shouto’s eyes would look with a little more definition, endearingly careful with his scar.

I hope that sounded alright - loved the prompt!!

(Send me an LGBTQ+ BNHA/Haikyuu ship ask with a prompt, and I’ll write a one sentence fic!!)

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When Bakugou Katsuki and Midoriya Izuku, two firefighters, die saving people in a fire, they arrive in the afterlife and are assigned to Heaven and Hell - but it doesn't work the way everyone expects it to. A mix up in the records proclaims Bakugou an angel and Midoriya demon... ...Only, it was meant to be the other way around. Now, Bakugou must race against time and prevent Midoriya from becoming a full fledged demon if he's ever to save him, and in order to that, he needs to find out what Midoriya held against him when he was alive. Feelings were never meant to come into it. ___ Or, Bakugou is the awkward angel, and Midoriya is surprisngly good at being demonic.

This chaotic multishipper is currently bakudeku-ing rn, and not only am I bkdk-ing, I’m writing heavy angsty bkdk...read at your own risk!!

Love y’all <3 <3 <3

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Me too! I’m looking to sign up for one 👀👀

BNHA Zines

Recently I’ve really wanted to try out participating on zines but I can’t seem to find any open rn. I would really appreciate if u sent me open BNHA zines!!

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Todoroki Shouto/Yoarashi Inasa, Kaminari Denki/Kirishima Eijirou Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Background & Cameo Characters, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Kirishima Eijirou, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: bakudeku, KatsuDeku, Secret Santa, Secret Santa 2018, Alternate Universe - Art School, Well - Freeform, NOT art school, Just art, Alternative Universe - Art, Alternate Universe - Law Enforcement, sorta - Freeform, Midoriya is an artist, bakugou is a lawyer, Alternate Universe - No Quirks (My Hero Academia), anonymous, Identity Reveal, Unbeta'd I'm Lonely AF, Merry Christmas! Summary:

Katsuki's mentor, All Might, is retiring, and he wants a piece of art commissioned - a crucial gift. He finally finds the right artist...but the person is anonymous. Izuku gets commissioned by some lawyer he doesn't know, and he doesn't usually take commissions, but the offer is just too tempting... Neither knows it's the other. ___ MERRY CHRISTMAS, SO HOE, I'M SO SORRY IF THIS AIN'T GREAT BUT I ADORE YOUUUU Also, VGC, you're a legend, thanks for organising this <3

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki

Read below the cut, if you're good with an unitalicised version... Otherwise, click the link!

Also please don't die, I'm so sorry, I've never written angst

15:00, three hours after

Izuku is smiling.

It’s ironic, really; the tears don’t stop, but neither does his expression falter. The corners of his mouth are titled up, yes, he’s smiling, but he tastes salt, too, bitter against his tongue.

Bitterer still is the feel of the words in his mouth.

“I am honoured to accept the position,” he repeats. “Honoured, thank you. It is such an honour, I cannot express my gratitude. Many thanks-”

He’s a broken record, the lines he should say stuck in his throat, the emotion he should have numb in his chest. For all his morbid imaginings, he never thought it would end so...anti-climatically. So ordinarily. The role is passed on from one person to the next, as uneventfully as it should be. Izuku has received a promotion, and that is it.

12:00, one day after

He keeps staring at the phone.

Izuku can just about see the nondescript object if he peeks over the stack of paperwork. A slight exaggeration, perhaps, but the workload is heavy nonetheless. Time doesn’t stop for Izuku, wouldn’t have stopped even if he’d taken the week they’d offered to him to ‘process things’. But what is there to process?

He’s gotten a promotion; it’s nothing special.

Izuku needs to get on with it.

00:00, two days after

The noise is abhorrent, unbearable, but he screams again, choked and breathless and not quite reaching the level he needs it to reach. He needs to get it out of him, away from him, and he needs the images burnt from his mind. God, but he gets no reprise even as he sleeps, even as he tries to, even as...he…

Izuku is so incredibly tired. And he has work the next day. His job, the new one, the promotion, the job that he is wholeheartedly grateful for.

00:07, two days after

He hates the job. He should resign.

00:11, two days after

But Izuku can’t. He can’t, because of the promise. He cannot step away from what he does not want to bear alone, because of a stupid piece of paper and the memory of hands gripping his shoulders and insisting Izuku promised.

He should’ve told him then and there.

He didn’t.

And he can’t, not anymore.

11:00, four days after

The leather is uncomfortably cold, and Izuku shivers despites himself. Light filters in from the window, hitting the furniture at every angle but a one that would brighten up Izuku’s immediate vicinity. It’s fitting, that it also leaves the crumpled tissues and smashed glass in shadow, doesn’t venture near the small cuts on Izuku’s hands where it pierced his skin.

He doesn’t feel the pain, not really - nothing overshadows the numbness spreading throughout his blood. Izuku doesn’t hurt, Izuku doesn’t hurt, Izuku doesn’t feel.

Izuku doesn’t want to, and so he won’t.

Will he?

02:49, eight days after

“Roses are fuck all compared to you,” the blonde shouts in the background of the video, Kirishima gleefully zooming in on Izuku’s flustered look as the compliment sinks in. That had been taken...three months ago? Four? And of course, it had been funny, at the time, but the video doesn’t look quite the same when Izuku watches with blurry eyes, impulsively clicking on ‘replay’ when the clip ends. Tears make for a comforting filter, he thinks. He doesn’t have to see it properly, this way. It’s better.

Though, no, it’s not better, that’s a lie, but it’s something, and when they told him it was obligatory that he take the week off work that he initially hadn’t, they also mentioned that it would help to do something with the time, and so he does, he does do something. See? He’s not sleeping, sleeping is a waste of time, he’s doing something!

And he...how many days has it been? Izuku...Izuku doesn’t know, but that’s okay, that’s perfect, because he doesn’t need to know how many days it’s been since he shattered the rose vase with his bare hands. The wilted roses are still lying there, petals strewn across pieces of shattered glass.

They’re mocking him, the roses are mocking him, he hates the roses, he can’t-

He can’t touch-

“Roses are fuck all compared to you.”

Izuku’s eyes are glued to the screen again.

14:51, eleven days after

The phone terrifies him. The last time he picked up the...the thing, it gave him a promotion. He doesn’t need anything else, thank you, he just wants to be left alone.

But Uraraka and Kirishima seem...they seem unhappy, disappointed. Why are they so upset? Izuku is protecting himself, Izuku needs to protect himself if he’s going to save everyone with a smile, so what’s the matter?

“Mido, I-” Uraraka is holding his shoulders. The same way...the same way Kacchan was holding his shoulders, that day.

Kacchan, Kacchan, Kacchan...it’s not Kacchan anymore. It was Bakugou Katsuki, the blonde’s name was, and he needs to give it up. But he’s Deku, he’s useless, because Kacchan always said so himself. Deku can’t do anything right, even Bakugou Katsuki knew that. Kacchan, Kacchan, Kac-

“Midoriya, please,” she pleads, and shakes his shoulders this time. Bakugou Katsuki shook his shoulders like that, she can’t do it too, it’s not right, he-

He flinches away violently, and so does she, and it’s when she flinches that Midoriya Izuku finally, finally wakes up from his stupor.

“We called you forty times, Mido,” she whispers shakily, and both she and Kirishima open their ams.

Izuku collapses.

18:13, twelve days after

“And this is the document?” Mina asks, holding it gingerly in her hands. Izuku is glad that she can appreciate its importance, and manages a weak smile.

He’s smiling, now. The last time he’d smiled, he’d been…

Well, this time, it’s sincere, and, as stupidly insignificant as it may appear, Izuku knows that he’s in good hands.

Mina doesn’t smile. Neither does Kirishima or Kaminari. It would the four of them, usually, smiling and driving Kacchan up the wall with it, but it’s only Izuku this time who still plasters it on his face. And he realised that they’ve been through this too, but half in the dark in a way which Izuku wasn’t, and he feels so horribly selfish for losing control when he should’ve been the one to tell them the full story.

“Kacchan was adamant that I take the role of offensive squad leader if he-if he didn’t…” Izuku finishes quietly. “If he were not to survive.”

A pregnant pause.

Followed by:

“Fuck!” Kaminari exclaims, and the other three jump. “I just- shit, it’s just...it’s unfair. We, we lost communication with him two months ago, scoured the whole of Japan for him, underworld included, and all we get in the end is word that he-he...we don’t even get his body!”

Kaminari’s voice breaks on the last word, and it’s as if the floodgates have been unleashed because they’re weeping then, huddled together as they mourn after what has been cruelly ripped from their very beings - they have lost a part of themselves, the part that belonged to him.

It’s almost two weeks after Izuku gets the call that he begins to comprehend it.

His smile is gone.

22:25, a fortnight after the death of Bakugou Katsuki

“Believe me,” Kirishima begs.

“I can’t,” Izuku gasps out as the sobs wrack his body, the hands that wipe at his eyes unsteady. He tries in vain to get a grip on himself as Kirishima continues, clutching at the edge of the desk.

“I swear to you, he loved you, Midoriya, he loved you like he loved no one else.”

On the table is a photo of a three year old Kacchan holding up a sleeping Izuku protectively. Little Kacchan's face tells Izuku that of course it's true, Kirishima wouldn't lie like this. Kacchan loved you.

“I,” Izuku can hardly get a word out. “I love him too. Love, present, because I still do, even though…even though-”

He’d never told Kacchan anything of the sort. His last words to him had been to “stop freaking out, because you're coming right back, understand? The world needs a hero like you.”

“Yeah, whatever, Deku; the world needs us both,” he'd grinned, knocking a shoulder against the green-haired boy’s until Izuku had giggled. The seriousness from the day before when he'd made Izuku promise to take over if anything happened was gone.

Then, sparing one more glance at Izuku, he ran off in his costume, sunlight framing his retreating figure in a way that made Izuku think that maybe once his Kacchan was back, he'd tell him that he was in love with him.

But he's dead. His Kacchan is dead, the one person who he cared for more than life itself gone. Never again will his Kacchan reply to him. The world has lost a blinding, irreplaceable light.

Kirishima makes a move to comfort him as Izuku grieves, when the phone rings. And they know now, of his irrational fear, all of his friends do. The others have taken it on themselves to answer calls and relay messages until he makes enough progress with a therapist Uraraka recommended him to (they- they aren't getting far enough fast enough, he needs to-), and so Kirishima reaches for the phone, but Izuku snaps out a hand to stop him.

“I-”

“If you're sure.”

“Mhmm.” He doesn't trust his voice enough to say yes plain and simple, but Kirishima allows him to take the phone.

He holds it up to his ear.

Breathes in.

“H-hello? Pro H-hero Deku speaki-speaking?”

Breathes out.

And then he can't breathe, he cannot, he, oh God, he-

On the other end of the line, Bakugou Katsuki implores, voice ragged and torn:

“Deku! Deku, fuck, please, save me, they'll fucking kill me, they'll- shit, I'm going to d-”

And the line goes dead.

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Vote closed!! I’m going with option B :D

BAKUDEKU FIC IDEAS + VOTE

My multishipper heart needs bakudeku and some of y’all want it too, so I have three ideas for a bakudeku fic, as follows:

Story A

- sort of a baby AU

- UA run a special course during the summer of year 2 to train for being heroes in day to day situations

- The students are put into pairs and given a ‘situation’

- Bakugou and Midoriya get put together

- Their situation is ‘married couple with a one year old child’

- Commence a fluffy tooth rotting slow burn fic about them dealing with that

Story B

- A hero named Harmony is walking behind Bakugou and Midoriya, who are so engrossed in an argument that they don’t notice the truck heading towards them

- She pushes them out of the way but accidentally activated her Quirk

- Her Quirk bonds two people to a physical distance of a metre until they reach the right sort of relationship

- For example, if two people are meant to be friends, the bond will last til they are friends

- Hence Bakugou and Midoriya have to figure out being in a close proximity and also what their relationship is meant to be

Story C

- ayyeee it’s telepathy

- They get hit with a telepathy quirk

- Then…telepathy happens

- How else do I explain this

Vote for your favourite one on Instagram by clicking on my (fanaticalsan) story (or maybe send me a message??)!!!

I hope this doesn’t flop and that these are ideas that y’all would actually wanna read 😅 thanks for your time!!!

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I...Completely Forgot to Tell Y’all? I’m Going With Bakudeku Option B!!

It was a hard decision, but I think B pulled out on top for sure, so this is what you can expect:

Story B

- A hero named Harmony is walking behind Bakugou and Midoriya, who are so engrossed in an argument that they don’t notice the truck heading towards them

- She pushes them out of the way but accidentally activated her Quirk

- Her Quirk bonds two people to a physical distance of a metre until they reach the right sort of relationship

- For example, if two people are meant to be friends, the bond will last til they are friends

- Hence Bakugou and Midoriya have to figure out being in a close proximity and also what their relationship is meant to be

If anyone would like to be notified when the first chapter is out, you can leave a reply to this post?? Idk if anyone would want to know??

Eh, anyway, thanks for all the votes, and I hope you enjoy this when it’s out!!

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Entries closed!!! I’m going to generate the winners now ;)

BNHA FIC GIVEAWAY!!!

Because I love you all, and I’ve seen this sort of thing done before, I thought I’d hop on the love-and-appreciation bus and show my appreciation for you all by giving away three free BNHA fics!! I have an AO3 page if you want to check out how I write before you get involved :’)

But anyway, this is how it works:

How to enter:

  Reply to/reblog this post with ‘I’d like to participate’ (or any variation of those words :D)

The winners/how winners are selected:

There will be three winners, selected at random through inputting names into a random generator

The prize:

A 1.5k + word fic based on a BNHA pairing from the list (see under the cut for the pairings), in any SFW situation you want! (no NSFW, please)

For example, tododeku + truth or dare

Rules:

You can only enter once (see ‘how to enter’ for more details)

…Oof, this sounds so rude but I’d prefer it if you were following me (either as @whenjoshisjoseph or @fanatical-san). You don’t be, though; you can enter all the same!!

For the request, you can only decide on one main pairing

Your DMs must be open as that is how I’ll contact you! (If you don’t reply within a week of me contacting you, then I’ll have to generate another name :/)

Deadline:

The giveaway will close on Friday, November the 23rd, 2018

Receiving the prize:

If you are one of the winners, I will contact you through DMs to let you know that you’ve won, so that we can further discuss the details of the story

The story will be published online both on Tumblr and on Archive Of Our Own. Typically, I will mention the winner, but if you’d rather stay anonymous, that’s fine too.

I hope you all enjoy this, and that it doesn’t flop! Check out the pairings under the cut, and have a lovely day! If you do have any more questions, leave me an ask <3

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For the one sentence fics: kuroken + Kuroo being hella whipped for Kenma!

It was when Kenma had adorably wrinkled his nose at the sensation of a single strand of hair falling on his face, too caught up in the video game he was playing to remove it, that Kuroo had realised that he wanted to be more than just Kenma’s friend; he wanted the be with the smaller boy, to be able to cuddle him and pepper kisses on his face.

Oof, I have literally never written kuroken before so thank you for this experience, and I do apologise if it wasn’t the best. I had fun writing it, though! :D

(Send me an LGBTQ+ BNHA/Haikyuu ship ask with a prompt, and I’ll write a one sentence fic!!)