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A Floppy Green Mess

Bakudeku Valentine’s story based on this adorably funny art piece by @corzev with permission. https://corzev.tumblr.com/post/190847911389/dont-repostedit-uhhh-happy-valentines-day-lol

Seated in his desk chair, Bakugou braces his arms along the backing and rests his chin on top. His eyes narrow and brows twitch as he stares at his bed… or rather what sat upon it. Tomorrow… tomorrow might be the death of him, and this reminder was all of his own making.

He knew that Deku will love this stupid gift since the boy was a complete sap at heart, but coming from him, well, he had to really dig deep to pull it off. Just sneaking it into his dorm room without being caught had been an undertaking. He didn’t even want to think about carrying into the common room downstairs or dealing with all the gawking that was sure to come with it.

Only one other person knew about his plans for Valentine’s day, and even that had been due to an unplanned and pure accident the blonde would have preferred never happened. Damn that shitty hair for having a similar gift idea for Mina. Traditionally honmei chocolates were given, but Bakugou could careless about traditions. Kirishima’s excuse on the other hand, was that Mina hinted at wanting something other than chocolates too. At least the red head came in useful for sneaking the gifts in, since he didn’t want to get caught either.

But why had he chosen this particular gift?! He groans and swipes a hand down his face, sitting up in the process. There were a lot of options at the store, and he’d spent the better half of two hours combing through it for the perfect idea.

The most cliché gift for Deku would have been an All Might themed item, but that green-haired nerd had too damn many All Might stuff already. Jewelry was out of his price range, plus he just couldn’t see Deku caring about such material things. A cool new journal might make him happy, but that was boring. Finally, when he’d been almost ready to give up and walk out, there it had been at the back of the store. Propped on a display stand because of its size, it was perfect.

One big ass stuffed green rabbit plush that was almost bigger than he was. In fact, he could barely get his arms around it. He swore the thing even looked like Midoriya, with its bright green eyes and freckles representing whiskers. The right ear was flopped over, adding to its huggable adorability factor, but on the front of its chest were the words “My Hero.” Bakugou wasn’t super thrilled with that message, but he couldn’t begrudge the fact the rest of the doll was perfect for his idiot little Valentine. Deku was bound to adore it, squeeze it, probably snuggle with the damn thing, and it would be like Katsuki living through the doll even if the nerd doesn’t reciprocate his feelings.

‘He better fucking like me back!’ The blonde growls under his breath. He wouldn’t be taking this embarrassing chance if he thought there wasn’t one. Eavesdropping on the A-1 girl’s conversations had him pretty convinced that the guy had a secret crush on him. According to them, Midoriya’s nursed it for years, and it was the whole reason he’s put up with the hot-headed blonde’s abusive attitude. Bakugou didn’t want to admit that he was quite a bully to the boy their whole life, but he was an asshole to everyone. Okay… so maybe he was worse to Deku, but the guy could be annoying too.

‘Then why’d you fall for him?’

‘Shut up!’ he growls at his conscious. He had no idea why! Somehow the damn nerd grew on him! Yeah, the nerd was still the same annoying ray of sunshine he’s always been but watching the nerd develop after receiving One For All and go from a mouse to a powerhouse on par with him, well, it just happened. He didn’t even notice the feelings developing, or how he’d started paying more attention to the guy, worried about, and even started acting nicer to him….

Until one day after an exhaustive training session, they were in the communal showers, and seeing a half-naked Midoriya spiked his heartrate along with something else below the waist. Thank All Might no one noticed the smoke coming off of his hands due to the level of steam in the room. He’d quickly dashed back into a shower stall and took a very long cold shower to cope. But the answer was as clear as a blow to the head. He was in love with Midoriya Izuku.

Speaking of a shower, the waning light outside of his window signaled dinner would be soon. He climbs off his chair and gives the stuffed doll one last look before grabbing his things. A shower might calm his nerves and maybe provide a bit of respite to cool the other physical desires swirling in his brain.

Bakugou reaches over and silences the alarm clock on his phone. Unable to get a restful sleep, he’d already been up when the beep signaled the arrival of 8 am Saturday morning. There wasn’t a rush to get out of bed, knowing that Deku was probably still out cold. That boy has never been a morning person and on school days it often took a load of coffee to get him past the walking dead stage. He on the other hand could rise before the sun breached the horizon and get a workout run in before heading to class.

Another alert from his phone, but this time a message from Kirishima. ‘I can hear Deku in his room, boy’s early today.’

The blonde sits up. ‘Don’t panic,’ he tells himself, ‘just because he’s up early doesn’t mean anything.’ He swings his legs over the side of the bed, giving his arms and back a good stretch to warm up the muscles.

Another alert. ‘He left his room got his jacket and scarf on.’

“Fuck!” Where the hell is Deku going this early?! Bakugou hurries to throw on a pair of pants, a warm turtleneck, and his shoes almost tripping over the pants legs as he puts them on. He then grabs the rabbit plush and races out of his room, not even stopping to close the door behind him. This thing was so cumbersome to carry! Hoisting it over his shoulder, he descends the staircase, figuring it would be faster. He takes them two by two, practically throwing himself down the flights and slamming his shoulder against the open bar once he makes it to the bottom.

Crap! Crap! Crap! The second he bursts through the stairwell entrance, Bakugou see’s Deku almost at the front door. “Oi! Nerd!” He screams as he breaks into a sprint.

Deku hears someone calling his name and stops, turning towards the source. “Oh, hey Kacchan!” He waves with a beaming smile.

How is Deku so awake already?! To Bakguou this was quite out of character for the guy to be lively in the morning. He stops a couple of feet from the green-haired man. “Where the fuck you headin’ so early?”

“Um, well, you know my mom is all alone,” Deku flushes a little embarrassed, “so I was gonna meet her for brunch as a Valentine’s treat.”

‘That’s it?!’ Bakugou lets out an exhale of relief because deep down he’d feared his crush was about to go meet a potential rival. Not that he’d ever admit that out loud. “Oh. Tch, sounds like the sappy kind of shit you’d think to do.”

“Um, Kacchan, what do you have there?” Midoriya points to the doll. “Is that a gift from someone?” His eyes crinkle, “do you have an admirer?!”

“What?!” Oh, wait the doll! How the fuck could he forget about the big ass plush rabbit in his arms. “Hell, no this isn’t from anyone! Who the fuck would give me a stuffed animal?!”

Midoriya giggles, he didn’t think so least they were ready to be incinerated. “Then why do you have it?”

Immediately, the hot-heads blood pressure goes through the roof. His cheeks heat up and burst into a dark reddish hue. He averts his eyes, nervous and embarrassed. “It’s for you Deku.” Bakugou holds the doll out. “You know for the holiday and crap.”

“What?!” This surely wasn’t really happening. Deku pinches his arm, for he had to still be dreaming. Waking up early was playing tricks on his mind. “No way, y-you got me a-a gift? Does that mean?”

This bitch was going to make him say it! The blonde growls, “damn are you gonna accept it?” He tries again to thrust the doll towards his crush. “Be my fucking Valentine Deku?”

There was no warning, no rimming of moisture, or light clouding in his eyes. The moment Bakugou said the last three words, tears explode from Midoriya like the uncorking of a champagne bottle. Even the hot head was taken aback by the sheer volume of liquid pouring out. How was it even possible?! And if that wasn’t crazy enough…. In the middle of the fountain action, the man goes limp and drops like a dead weight to the floor.

“Stupid fucking nerd!” Bakugou drops the stuffed rabbit, quickly slides onto his knees and pulls the collapsed man into his lap. “Oi! Dumb ass wake up!” he shakes his crush, but the guy was unresponsive. Shit! Did he hit his head or something? “Deku this isn’t funny!” He slaps the unconscious man. He could see the headline’s now: Pro hero dies from bunny shock. “Wake up!”

Leave it to Deku to give him a heart attack on Valentine’s Day. He can feel the eyes of observers on his back boring in, judging. Of course, with his personality, it would be easy to blame him for hurting someone. But there’s no way he’d ever hurt Deku! Not willingly. Who could have predicted this damn nerd would go into shock and collapse?! Tears cloud his ruby red eyes and he cradles the man’s face against his cheek. “This is bullshit!” But his growls are a facade as the panic takes over. “Deku wake the fuck up!”

Stupid rabbit doll! Had the cute and cuddly plush toy been too much? He’d figured Deku would love it. Surely it wasn’t the fact he’s the one who asked the nerd to be his Valentine? Was it really that shocking? Okay fine, so it would seem out of character for him, especially with their history, but they’d gotten past all that and were on good terms now. Even the crying was something he somewhat expected. Maybe not the volume, but let’s face it, the man was a crier.

After what felt like a million years yet in the flash of minutes, Bakugou feels his friend stirring in his arms. He gives another shake. “Get up nerd!”

Midoriya’s eyes open, blinking from the harsh glare that meets it. “Ka…cchan?” He looks around, “why am I on the floor?” But then he notices the moisture in his friend’s eyes. He sits up quickly. “Oh no, what’s wrong?! Y-You’re crying!”

“What?! No!” Bakugou shoves the man off his lap and wipes away the tears he won’t admit had gathered. “I don’t cry!”

“But…”

“I wasn’t crying! You just had me worried cause you fucking collapsed!”

That’s when the whole Valentine’s confession sweeps back into Midoriya’s mind like a blaring reminder alert. “R-Right… Kacchan wants to be my Valentine,” he mumbles under his breath as if his brain is still processing the events before it short circuited. The stuffed plush rabbit lay off to the side, so he pulls it over and hugs it close. “I’m sorry I worried you,” he peers up at the red-faced man in front of him, smiling, sniffling, and tucking his chin into the dolls soft head. “Of course, I’ll be your Valentine Kacchan.”

Bakugou looks away, embarrassed. “I’m not forcing you to be you know.”

“Huh?” Midoriya sits up straighter. “I know you’re not!” He scoots closer on his knees, placing the doll beside them. He reaches out and takes hold of the blonde’s hand, giving it a small squeeze of reassurance. “I was a little surprised, is all to get a gift from you.”

“Tch, well don’t read too much into it.”

“Oh…”

The blonde watches his crush deflate right before his eyes. Shoulders slumped, and body hunched a little as if the man before him wanted to curl into a ball. He can see the tears building again in Midoriya’s eyes.

“…okay. Thank you very much for the gift Kacchan, but I should be on my way.” If his body hadn’t communicated how he felt from Bakugou’s words, his tone sure did.

A stinging arrow pierces the blonde’s heart. He’d gone too far with the remark and the sensitive man was taking it hard. ‘Idiot!’ he growls at himself. Sometimes his mouth really needed a filter. As his crush stood ready to leave, Bakugou grabs his wrist, still from a seated position. He couldn’t bring himself to look up at the man and keeps his eyes glued to the floor.

“Kacchan?”

He squeezes Midoriya’s wrist, “I didn’t….” a sigh escaping his lips, “...didn’t mean for it to come out like that.” His brows furrow, annoyed and upset with himself for ruining the moment. “I’m still coming to terms with the idea…. that I really like you.” He can feel his entire body heating up from the proclamation being said out loud for anyone within range to hear it. There was a mixture of fear, anxiety, melded with excitement and a feeling of liberation all seeping through his frame. “Like… in a romantic way.”

“Kaachan, get up.” Though Midoriya’s words were a demand, his timbre was gentle and lulls Bakugou into at least looking up at the man. “Come on,” he reverses the grip on his wrist, taking hold of the man’s arm, and tugging gently, “get up.”

Once the blonde has allowed himself to be pulled up, Midoriya refuses to let go, instead switching to the man’s hand. He intertwines their fingers with a smile. “I like you too. Would you like to come with me to see my mom? I know she won’t mind. We can say hi to your parents too while we’re in the area.”

“Are you sure, I don’t want to be a third wheel…”

“No way! I’d rather you come along,” the nerdy man flushes red, “it can be kind of like our first date.”

Date! Is what he wanted to scream. “Okay fine, I’ll tag along but I’m not calling it a date cause dates are for saps.”

That just makes Midoriya laugh, of course this man would think dates are sappy.

“But, what about the rabbit,” Bakugou motions to the doll, “you’re not taking that with us, right? It’ll be a pain in the ass on the train… trust me.”

Again, the man laughs, “I’ll put it in my dorm room. Wait for me here in the foyer?”

“I’ll come with you, gotta grab my jacket and wallet since I hadn’t dressed to go out.”

“Oh, right,” more laughter.

As they stop to part ways in front of Midoriya’s dorm room, and before letting go of the man’s hand, Bakugou leans forward hesitantly, then places a quick kiss on his crushes his lips. “It’ll just be a couple minutes to grab my stuff.” The green-haired man turns bright red and sputters out a few incoherent words. The blond laughs, at least he didn’t faint this time.

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ladieslovingladiesandfics · 6 years

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Never Picked, Never Chosen

Anon asks: Daisy Johnson Finally asking/taking you on a date after being friends for a long time would include

Whoops Im turning this into a fic sorry not sorry hahaha. Enjoy some season 1 baby Skye. Whoops my hand slipped.

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Warning: W*rt gets put in his place and its B E A U T I F U L (i think), gay babeh skye. whoops i made is angsty. dont worry imma make a 2nd part....maybe

Your name: submit What is this?

If you were a dog, your tail would be swishing back and forth by now.

“Come on, Y/N,” Skye says with a wide smile, her gentle hands wrapping around yours, tugging you along. “You’re going to come to the amusement park with us, right?” her lips do this cute little pout that tugs at your heartstrings, and with the insistent tugging on your arm like a child with an adult, it was hard to say no to the girl you’ve been crushing on for a while now.

You only laugh, nodding your head. “Alright alright Skye, we’re going to the amusement park.” You feel Skye’s hands leave your – almost wishing that they would return – and sign your name off on the paper you were finishing up before closing the manila colored folder with a satisfying susurrus of files and parchment. You feel your lips curl into a smile and your heart begin to beat hundreds of miles an hour. “Let’s go.” Skye lets out this cute little squeal from her lips. “I could kiss you if I could.”

You almost wish she did.

It was a mistake for May and Coulson to allow you five off of your metaphysically leashes and allowed to roam freely around the carnival. Because honestly, you weren’t here to play games – well really you were – but damn it you were here to fucking win. Your eyes shift over to one of those balloon dart games first, and happily scream to Skye over the sound of millions of children “Let’s go win some shit!” and thus, begin to haul her over to the games section of the carnival.

“Y/N, slow down!” Skye laughs alongside you, her grip tightening on yours. “You’re gonna pull my arm off!” “But I’m here to fucking win!” you whine out, gesturing with a grand sweep of your arms to the game section of the colorful carnival. “I am going to win so many fucking prizes that you’ll have no idea what to do with them.”

“Other than snuggle up with them?” Skye giggles out, a sound like wind chimes and makes your cheeks flush with a pastel rouge.

You smiled, nodding your head like a little bobble head. “Yep! And then give some over to you, the bestest friend a girl could ever ask for.”

Her heart plummets deep into the pit of her stomach, but a smile replaces the brief frown that flashed across her lips. “Of course I am, Y/N. Now, let’s go win some games!”

Fifteen fair games later, you and Skye happily tote around your spoils of war, with you cackling like a maniac in pure joy. Giant teddy bears, bunnies, doggies, kitties, oh my! You have amassed such a collection that you even had to ask FitzSimmons to help carry everything around!

“Hey there’s Ward!” Fitz says, gesturing over to a shooting game as best as he could while holding a giant pink and purple bunny rabbit. So really it just looks like the bunny was just nodding in the man’s direction.

The said dark-haired SHIELD agent held a rifle in his hands, aiming expertly at each and every target, scoring bullseyes after bullseyes. However, the attendant on the other hand, looked not that impressed at all, in fact, she was merely checking out her well-manicured short nails.

The four of you waddle over to the man just as he wins himself a stuffed dog. “Hello Ward,” greets Simmons, trying her best to wave while holding up a brown teddy bear and a gaggle of cute kitty plushies. “What did you win?”

“A dog.” He answers before glancing between the four of you. “Did you guys win all that?” “Oh no, Y/N is the real expert here.” Skye says, her voice muffled thanks to the fur of the cute Pikachu plush she balanced on top of a pile of Pokemon plushes. “They won all of these. We’re just helping them carry them.”

You happily nod once more, almost bouncing up and down with giddy pride. “Yup and this shooting game is my next target.” Everyone begins to groan at your little pun, causing you to laugh once more. “Hold these for me, Ward,” you shove the massive stock into his arms before paying the attendant for a turn. “I like your hair.” You state, causing the woman to flush.

“Thanks. Have fun.” She says with a wink.

What you didn’t know, was that Skye was currently scowling at the woman behind your back.

“Are you sure you don’t need any help there, Y/N?” Ward questions, setting down his pile of prizes for a half second. “You have a desk job,” rifle in hand, you almost wanted to ‘accidently’ swing it around and hit him. “Let me help, I am better at this you know.”

You roll your eyes and huff, turning to him with the rifle positioned over your shoulder, not even bothering to look at each target the muzzle was aiming for. “What because you’re a straight white man?” sounds of muffled giggles around you begin to resounded in the air, from in front and even behind you. You only smile and say once more, “No thanks, I got this.”

BANG

Your finger had pulled the trigger and right in the bullseyes did the target make its marks. Everyone begins to gape at you, while you only shift the rifle to the left a bit more and fire.

Yet again a bullseye.

You hit every single target while keeping eye contact with Ward, the most shit-eating grin blooming across your face. When you had won yet another prize, you happily hand the rifle back to the flabbergasted woman only to receive a little piece of parchment alongside your new stuffed animal.

A series of numbers.

You glance up, flushing bright red as the saucy woman winks. “Call me anytime, Y/N.” and with a blown kiss and a wave of goodbye, she goes off to serve the next customer in line.

You turn back to the others, still reeling from the experience. “So uh…I guess I got a date?”

Skye didn’t know whether to be sad, upset, happy, or turned on…but really, the biggest emotion she felt was…regret.

“You look….wow.” Skye stares at you, dressed to the nines and on your way out on a date with Riley. She almost wished that she was the only who asked you out first. Damn it, why was she always too late?

You only laugh, hugging your best friend tightly. Maybe…maybe this will help you get over her. She didn’t seem like she was into you especially when Ward was around. God, the thought of them getting together made you want to hurl. “Thanks Skye, if it wasn’t for your help, I’d still look like a disaster. “Y/N, you never look like a disaster, you know that.” She states back, holding back each tear that was welling up within her eyes. “Come on, your date should be here soon.” She glances up at the clock on your apartment wall, anything to not look at your visage and crumble into a pile of tears and sobs.

The doorbell rings and you run over to greet Riley and with that, you say a goodbye to Skye who stands there, watching your fading form with tears in her eyes.

Yet again she wasn’t picked. Yet again she wasn’t chosen.

Yet again, she was alone.

#Daisy Johnson #daisy x reader #daisy johnson x reader #agents of shield #agents of shield imagine #daisy johnson imagine #skye imagine #skye x reader #anti skyeward #anti grant ward #anti ward

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