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hehebread · 3 years

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My MHA Fanfic Masterlist

here’s a collection of my sfw works on ao3. enjoy!

Tough Love (there’s no place I’d rather be than in your arms): Izuku and Katsuki are just awkward teenagers going on their first date. (7.3k, T rated, dkbkdk, mutual pining, fluff, humour) COMPLETE

Drumming Noise: Due to a language barrier mishap, Katsuki and Izuku end up fake dating for a hero conference week, getting booked in for a lovers getaway. (32.8k, T rated, dkbkdk with a side of kirimina, fake relationship, sharing a bed, fluff/humour) COMPLETE

Flutter of a Butterfly: During rehearsal for the cultural festival, Kirishima struggles to come to terms with these new feelings he has for Ashido. Luckily, his friends are there to hype him up, or embarrass him, whichever comes first. (3.5k, T rated, kirimina with a side of dkbkdk, first love, pining) COMPLETE

Pretty in White: It's the day of Yagi Toshinori and Midoriya Inko's wedding. Izuku has his plate full running around and making sure everything's in order. Inko and Mituski are in the final stage of their plan to get their sons together, except they skipped all the steps in the beginning. And, Katsuki just wants to go home. (3.6k, T-rated, dkbkdk, first kiss, getting together, fluff/humour) COMPLETE

Flats, Thigh Straps, and Bridge-Wide Gaps: A strange, but not unwelcome, side effect of going out with Deku is his things making a home for themselves in Katsuki’s place. He’s incapable of turning a corner in his apartment without running into a trinket that reminds him of the nerd. Their belongings just start meshing up and mixing until they both have a little corner for each other in their homes, and Kastuki didn’t really have any issues with it. Well, that was before today. (4k, T rated, dkbkdk, established relationship, moving in together, light angst/fluff) COMPLETE

All Might’s Guaranteed Guide to Asking Your Crush Out and Having Them Leap into Your Arms: the title is the summary! Izuku wants to ask out his crush, and All Might is determined to help him out with his extensive knowledge and ... lack of experience. (7.1k, T rated, dkbkdk, awkward flirting, pining deku, fluff/comedy) COMPLETE

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You Make a Fool of Love: Katsuki and Izuku navigate their new relationship, and what intimacy means to them both. In which, Katsuki is asexual and Izuku is not. A story told in two parts. (65.2k, E rated, dkbk, established relationship, self discovery, communication angst, fluff, comedy) COMPLETE

Bear in Bunny Wear: On growing up together then apart, falling in love over telephone lines and being home for the holidays. The new year comes, Izuku leaves, and Katsuki stays behind. Alternatively, Izuku is a late bloomer, and Katsuki's not prepared for the nerd to start galloping that growth spurt like a carnivorous plant. (22.1k, M rated, dkbk, long distance relationship, falling in love, slow build, angst/comedy) ONGOING

The Deku Filter: In which pro hero Deku faces his greatest adversary, Ground Zero’s Cast of Extras, the fandom. (9.1k, M rated, dkbk, social media AU, comedy, thirsty GZ fandom) ONGOING

De Novo Neoplasm: Caught in the dead space between hero society and villain territory, Katsuki and Izuku go on the run after being wrongfully accused of a heinous crime. (6.7k, M rated, dkbkdk, on the run, whump, action) ONGOING

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hehebread · 3 years

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[BKDK] Izuku keeps mentioning a Kacchan to reporters and they think that's his gf

this was a request on twt that i had way too much fun writing. warning for suggestive language!

“And is there…. a special person….or a group of people you would like to thank on air today? Anyone who inspired you? Anyone you would attribute your success to? An image of victory per say?”

Izuku’s eyes glimmer as the bright lights of the studio reflect on his irises. “Oh!” He jumps in his seat, his perfectly- coiffed curls bouncing as he nods frantically to the show’s host. “Yes! Yes!” Leaning forward with his hands on his leg, the camera zooms in on his face where the blush is painting his cheeks. “I wouldn’t be the hero I am today if it wasn’t for Kacchan!”

And it’s as if an earthquake alert dropped on the talk show. The host grows this devious grin on his face as he turns to the camera team and says, “Well, well, well, behind every great man is a woman after all.”

Izuku isn’t quite sure why the host is bringing his mother into this since the interview is reaching its end and he has already discussed her influence in detail very early on, but he doesn’t get a chance to ponder.

The host, Yamaguchi-san, leans into Izuku’s space with renowned interest and an interesting glint in his eyes. Izuku feels himself sweating in his oversized maroon-striped suit.

“So, Midoriya-san, Hero Deku, Rising Symbol of Equity and Hope, can you tell us more about … Kacchan?” His voice goes higher at the last syllable, almost sing songs, and Izuku is not sure if he should be worried or not, but he won’t pass an opportunity to gush about Kacchan!

“Ah, Kacchan is very … confident, hardworking, strong, and smart. Kacchan is a hero who knows how to lead a team and perform under pressure, an inspiration to both myself and our entire graduating class, and a”—Izuku can feel the heat rise in his face as he tries to hide in his colour— “a shining star who was closer to me than All Might!”

The host makes a loud ‘AWWW’ noise at the same time as the small audience in the studio. “My, my! Sounds like Kacchan is very important to Hero Deku! Don’t be shy! Tell us more! Is there a physical description to go with your precious person?”

“Ahm!” Izuku fiddles with his fingers as he avoids the gazes on him. There a long beat of silence before he manages to say, “Muscles….Blonde…..Sharp eyes….” With a vague gesture to his middle section, he mumbles, barely audible, “Big, ugh…..” Heart.

“OOOOOOOOOH!” The host goes wild and so does the audience. “So are we talking Hiromi Oshima type big or maybe Rio Natsume, or aaaah Aki Hoshino even ….?”

Izuku feels his ears ring in humiliation as he tries to process what they’re talking about. Something Kacchan has in common with all these beautiful women is his big successful career so Izuku nods. “Yes!” Then, a thought occurs and he rises in his chair. “Even bigger!”

After all, Kacchan’s net worth is higher than these ladies.

“BIGGER?”

“The biggest!”

“Oh my god!” The host is losing his mind now! “And is it … natural? Or did Kacchan get a little help from professionals?”

“No, no, no! Kacchan was a natural ever since we were in school together!” Izuku’s eyes shine with a fire to defend his childhood best friend, no longer trying to hide in his big suit. “No one helped Kacchan get this big!”

“That’s … amazing!” The host shakes his head in both awe and disbelief. “Now we want to see Kacchan in action! When the hero works around the city, defeating villains, does the size get in the way?”

Does Kacchan’s fame get in the way of his work? “Sometimes,” Izuku muses, “But Kacchan never lets the restless and perky nuisances stop him, y’know. With a little shake from his hands, and a few colourful words of wisdoms, nothing gets in the way!” Izuku laughs as he remembers Kacchan’s way of dismissing fans and reporters alike.

“Wow!”

“Of course, there are times where Kacchan’s big firm moulds become springy and hard to control, but I have yet to see an instance where that has been a major issue. ”

Kacchan is still having some adjustment problems with his new hero costume, particularly his grenade mould, but that’s as far as distractions go.

“Does Kacchan not use support?”

“Uhm, only when it’s a dire situation! Sometimes I’m even allowed to provide assistance!”

“You must be very lucky…”

“I am! It feels … exciting and … very special! Kacchan doesn’t trust just anyone, y’know! I can never quite get used to the trust we built together. We are one unit working together.”

“Do you use your hands…. Or something else?”

“Oh, hands! Yes! But anything works really! Whatever Kacchan is comfortable with and needs at the time. Black Whip, combo moves, an iron grip...”

The host furrow his brows and seems to be considering Izuku’s answer before he opens his mouth again. “Uhm, never mind.” He then turns to the camera, smile back on. “Our time is almost running out! Thank you, hero Deku for your time! We look forward to seeing you again in the big screen!”

The next day, Izuku wakes up to the headline: Hero Deku And His Mysterious Busty New Girlfriend: The Beautiful and Spunky Kacchan!

He’s doomed

He sees Kacchan early the next day.

Having spent the morning talking to tabloids and the host show agents about the misunderstanding and whether or not it was possible to take down the episode at least, Izuku slumps his head on his desk in defeat.

Oh, this is very bad.

He starts thumping his forehead on the wood in sync with the bleeps noises in the phone, already planning his funeral in his head.

Okay, so it seems the suspense around this girlfriend is raking up his popularity, but god, at what cost.

“Nerd, we need to talk.”

Izuku’s soul near flies to the roof at the sound of the door to his office slamming close. Fuckfuckfuck.

Kacchan stands before him with his hand on his hip, teeth snarled and looking ready to tear his flesh open. Oh, this is going to be fun!

After flashing a haughty glare at the glass door to scare away the nosy friends hanging about, Kacchan continues, “About the interview.”

Of course! Yes! His final hour is approaching. “Haahahaha, what about it?” Izuku feels his undershirt cling to his torso, sweat collecting on his face. He directs a shaky hand to a nearby chair. “Feel free to take a seat, Kacchan! You want me to get you anything? Water, tissues, uhm, a knife, a body sized bag, or uhhh, a shovel? I think I have some spare sheets of paper if you’d like to give me a chance to—“

“So…” Kacchan starts.

“PLEASE TELL MY MUM I LOVE HER!”

“…this Kacchan, huh?” Having completely ignored every single word Izuku just said, Kacchan crosses his arms and scowls. “Is she strong? How come I never heard about her before? Since when did you start dating this gravure idol and pro hero, huh?”

“Wha—?”

“So, you just go around giving everyone pretty nicknames now?” Kacchan snorts and his expression darkens before he slams his hands on Izuku’s desk. He looks at Izuku from under his chin, and Izuku swear he can see flames behind his eyes. He growls, “What’s her actual name?”

An alarm bell rings in Izuku’s ears and he stutters, “Ka— Ka— Kat— Katsuko! Bakugan Katsuko…….”

Kacchan’s expression doesn’t change and Izuku feels his heart leap to his throat. God, Kacchan is gonna call his bluff at any minute now. He’s going to reject him then he’s going to break his heart and his bones.

“What’s she like?”

Kacchan shifts forward slightly and Izuku is just know noticing the ample cleavage in clear view. Right there. In front of Izuku’s face. “Uhm. Ah, she’s very, ugh, im- pec— impeccable!! And strong! Muscl— mature!! Breasty too – I mean, pretty! PRETTY!” Izuku bites his tongue then swallows thickly. “Beautiful, actually!” Lifting his gaze to meet Kacchan, he whispers, “Gorgeous. Just the most amazing person in my life.”

Kacchan is staring intently with his sharp red eyes, and Izuku feels his chest swell with confidence he never had before. “Kacchan is my inspiration, and I just … love … Kacchan so much. I wish I had the courage to tell him— um, her that.”

“Are you two serious?” Kacchan asks, impassive but there is silent rage hiding behind his words.

Something flashes quickly through Kacchan’s eyes before he narrows them. It takes Izuku a second to recognise that it’s /hurt/ and then he realise what he has just done.

“No, no, no!” Izuku backtracks immediately. “I don’t even know her that well! In fact, she kinda smells and definitely has sweating problem.” Izuku needs to do damage control and come clean NOW. “You know what? I will call her and break up with her right now. Ha ha ha.”

What the hell is he saying? Who is he going to call?

Kacchan stands up while Izuku fumbles with his phone. “Don’t be a dick,” he says, before he heads to the door.

Izuku jumps from his chair and is ready to chase after him when Kacchan stops him. “How big?”

“Huh?”

“You said Bakugan was big.”

Ah, yes, he did. Tragically.

“Um, y’know just…” Izuku motions with his hands like he’s moulding two doughballs, palms up and fingers wiggling because he’s lost control of his life once he accepted his funeral date, but that’s not even happening anymore so what is he doing really.

He then makes am hourglass shape in the air and belatedly realises that he’s just outlining Kacchan’s shape in front of him. Izuku retreats his hands and puts them behind his back in shame.

Kacchan is looking at him funny. Like he’s trying to figure something out.

“Does she shoot aerial bomb or something? Is that a combat-style quirk?”

Izuku blinks.

Kacchan just sneers and turns around.

“Whatever. I’m doing a photoshoot this afternoon. The Sekushī clothing line is dropping a new summer set and they asked me to model.”

“Se- Sekushi?? You mean, like—” Izuku feels his face go impossibly red. “You’re saying that, you’re going to wear, like…..” his voice goes down to a whisper when he says “…..a b-b-b-b-b-bikini?”

“Swimwear,” Kacchan turns to say over his shoulder, “Among other things.”

The sexy smirk he sends Izuku’s way is doing very, very weird things to Izuku’s body and imagination, things too inappropriate to describe in a work setting.

Kacchan leaves but not without offering the most dangerous challenge to Izuku’s mental wellbeing. “Feel free to drop in.”

Oh, he absolutely will.

“Bring Bakugon.”

Oh, he absolutely will not.

Actually….

Maybe, he will.

Kacchan is going to ruin Izuku

#dekubaku #dkbk #bakudeku #bkdk #bnha #mha #boku no hero fic #boku no hero academia #my hero fanfic #my hero academia #izuku midoriya #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #prompt fill #icewrites

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hehebread · 3 years

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kacchan: i just find it ~so sexy when you do that?

izuku: do what?

kacchan: fight me like your life depends on it

#bnha incorrect quotes #bakudeku #bkdk #dkbk #dekubaku #bnha #boku no hero incorrect quotes #mha incorrect quotes #boku no hero academia #icewrites

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hehebread · 3 years

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Misc 1 Prompt: “All I do is drink coffee and say bad words."

Deku is overworked and Katsuki knows the secret formula that’ll get this stubborn mule of a nerd to take a break.

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“Shit, shit, shit!” Izuku mumbles under his breath as he watches the ink drip down from pen to paper.

“Oh, crap! No, no, no!” This is terrible. If the document stains multiple pages, then Izuku will have to do over this entire stack. He tries to separate the pages as best as he can, swearing under his breath. Here goes an hour worth of work.

How come the agency did not turn to online signatures already? Wouldn’t that save them so much and paper?

“Dammit,” Izuku groans.

“Easy with the language, dipshit. That’s my territory.”

A mug is dropped down on his desk, the content swirling inside but not coming close to spilling. Kacchan stands over him, hands on his hips, and already in civilian clothes.

“Thank you for the coffee, Kacchan.” Izuku smiles despite the tiredness sneaking into his voice. He brings the warm drink to his lips, and whispers over the steam, “Is it with—?”

“Sugar, and a dash of milk, yes. I’m not a monster.” Kacchan smirks, and Izuku hides his blush behind his mug as he takes a sip. To be fair, Kacchan had been trying to get Izuku to cut down on his sugar intake, favouring healthier options than sweet as cotton candy coffee, but it seems that even cold-hearted Kacchan took pity on Deku with his hefty workload.

Who thought being a pro would involve so much paperwork?

“Is the future number one planning to sleep in his office again, or do you have some homeless shelter to serve dinner to tonight? O, what act of kindness will mighty heart of gold, pro hero Deku be busy doing this evening?”

The tone drips with sarcasm that Izuku almost winces.

“Kacchan, please,” Izuku mumbles shyly, “All I do is drink coffee and say bad words.” He keeps his gaze fixated on his muddy reflection in the golden brown liquid, noticing the dark circles decorating his eyes.

Kacchan snorts. “Then why don’t you come home and sleep with me? I can cook you something better than that grey meat in the breakroom’s fridge.”

“You know there’s nothing I want more than that, but the work…”

“To hell with it! Can’t wait till tomorrow?”

“It’s time sensitive. I’m sorry, Kacchan.”

Kacchan goes suddenly quiet and Izuku eyes follow him as he walks around the desk, face unreadable.

“Kiss me goodnight, you bastard.”

Without waiting for Izuku to catch on, Kacchan grabs the front of his green hero suit and bends down to slam a kiss on Izuku’s lips. Kacchan still feels hot against the warmth of coffee still on his tongue, but Izuku loves the heat that comes with everything Kacchan. His hands, his lips, the red of his eyes before his eyelashes flutter close. Kacchan takes his times humming into Izuku’s mouth.

Languid and lazy swipes of tongue over his lips and Izuku is /melting/.

Usually Izuku wouldn’t expect Kacchan to be very physical in public, least of all in their agency, but he cannot deny the giddiness in his chest as Kacchan wraps an arm around his shoulder, fingers playing in Izuku’s nape.

Just before Izuku gets the chance to pull him closer and into his arms, Kacchan pulls away. “Night, shitty nerd.”

The look on Kacchan’s face is positively gleaming, teasing Izuku, telling him exactly what he’s missing out on. Hiding his blush behind his hands, Izuku doesn’t allow himself to watch Kacchan’s retreating back –his toned, extremely muscular back- least of all he caves.

“I’ll put the leftover katsudon in the bottom shelf,” Kacchan drops the finishing moves and Izuku scampers out of his chair like a man in a desert seeing water for the first time.

He can wake up an hour early to get those papers done tomorrow.

#dekubaku #bakudeku #bkdk #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academy fanfiction #prompt fill #icewrites #mha fluff #aaaaah i loved writing this!!

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hehebread · 3 years

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villain: hello pro hero deku! you have an appointment with death this evening :)

deku: oh... wow haha that’s super embarrassing haha but i already have a date tonight :)

villain: oh yeah?? you think ur hot shit??

deku: i’m taking kacchan out for dinner so yes i do :)

[dead silence]

deku: we’ve been planning this for weeks actually so i don’t think kacchan will be too happy to reschedule 🤔

villain: that’s not what i meant....

deku: hold on... lemme ask him

[deku calls only to quieten the muffled screeching and profanities on the other line]

deku: he said no :)

#bakudeku #bkdk #bnha #dkbk #dekubaku #bnha incorrect quotes #icewrites

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hehebread · 3 years

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prompt fill: bkdk, sfw, “Am I your lockscreen?”

this one's for you @we-stanjirou

Taking off the sweaty shirt clinging to his skin, Izuku shivers as the cold air hits his bare chest.

“Oi, asshat! You dropped your shitty—” Izuku turns around to catch Kacchan pausing by the entrance of the boys’ changing room. He looks distraught, ears turning a dusky shade of pink, before he awkwardly shuffles his feet and looks to the side. Kacchan grumbles under his breath, “…Phone.”

‘Thanks’ is on the tip of Izuku’s tongue when the phone dangling from Kacchan’s hand pings with a notification.

Kacchan passes the device back to Izuku, but not before he glances at the screen to offhandedly read the message, “Your mother needs you to pick up some sanitary pads on your way home this after— HAAH, what the fuck is that?”

Izuku has mere milliseconds to snag the device away from Kacchan’s fingers as he realises what horror lies in plain view. He clutches the phone to his chest like a tiny little treasure full of his dirtiest secrets, and half-screeches, “NOTHING!”

Feeling his heart banging against his ribcage, Izuku watches Kacchan’s face as it morphs from a case of mild confusion to a full-on shit-eating grin.

He asks with an air thick of self-assured smugness, “Am I your lockscreen?”

The glint in Kacchan’s eyes tells Izuku all that he needs to know.

There’s no denying it.

Kacchan saw his shame.

Feeling naked under that heated stare (which has nothing to do with his current state of undress), Izuku blubbers, “You weren’t supposed to see that…” His face feels as hot as foot-scathing sand on a summer beach.

They have only been on one kinda-date -Izuku isn’t even sure if he’s allowed to use the d-word yet- where all they did was study, play video games, and share one mouth-to-cheek-kiss.

But lately... Kacchan has been staying over in Izuku’s room on school nights. Occasionally.

And they brush hands when they do homework together in the library, and Kacchan never pushed him away once. There was also this time Kacchan borrowed one of Izuku’s shirts for a quick post-training afternoon nap, and he didn’t even mind it when Izuku spooned him from behind.

(Discrete looks, notes left in lunchboxes, and rare smiles hidden under coat sleeves- it's all there)

Was it too early to use a picture of Kacchan in his winter costume as his lockscreen? Was that too forward? Too soon? Is Izuku rushing Kacchan into something he’s not ready for—

“Damn, you can talk,” Kacchan says amusedly, and Izuku splutters when he realises that he’s been rambling aloud all along. Before he gets a chance to clear himself, the flash of the camera makes a cameo.

Izuku blinks against the bright light. Floaters fill Izuku’s vision until he makes out Kacchan’s small half-smile as he taps away at the screen of his own phone, then looks back at Izuku. Kacchan turns his device around to show him his new lockscreen.

It’s a picture of Izuku: sweaty, shirtless, face a flustered mess, hands flailing, hair tousled form the shirt, and looking like a jittery mess. It's hideous.

Kacchan ruffles Izuku’s hair as he passes him on his way out of the locker room.

“Now, we’re even,” he says.

#dekubaku #dkbk #bkdk #bakudeku #bnha #izuku midoriya #bakugou katsuki #mha #mha fanfiction #prompt fill #icewrites #fluff

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kacchan’s love language is acts of service and quality time. he shows he cares with packed launches, folded laundry and quiet evenings on the couch. he bares his love by pulling deku out of danger last minute, chastising him about his performance then spending the night making sure deku’s gear works properly for his long term mission.

deku’s love language is words of endearment and touch. he doesn’t shy away from telling kacchan how much he loves him, babbling on and on about how amazing he is in everything he does. he’s always rewarded with groans or a punch to the arm, but the kisses he receives late at night when kacchan’s too tired to complain about being held are so worth it.

he also loves having kacchan close by, loves seeing him in his periphery when they fight alongside each other and loves how warm that heated skin feels when he runs his hands through it after a long day of hero work. deku will rest his head on kacchan’s chest and paint his memory with the sound of that heartbeat against his eardrums.

it’s the reminder that kacchan is here with him and he’s not going anywhere anytime soon.

#bakudeku #bkdk #dkbk #dekubaku #bnha #katsuki bakugou #izuku midoriya #headcanons #i just think the boys are soft 😔#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #bnha bakugo katsuki #midoriya izuku #icewrites

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"OH you're jealous" for Bkdk?? :))

i’m late !! ;w; but here ya go anon! feat. a jealous deku and a shindou.

It’s the hot breath on the side of his neck, the brush of skin on the shell of his ear, the heat he can feel infiltrating his personal space.

Katsuki catches his breath before a gasp escapes him. Too close. Shindou’s too close.

It’s a dumb after party in a hotel ballroom post-Heroism Recognition Night. Not Katsuki’s scene and he’s regretting being robbed into staying for it by his idiot lot of friends.

The whole affair is a bustle of lights and loud music and people spilling drinks on an already-sticky floor. Definitely not Katsuki’s scene.

But then this freak with the perfect cookie cutter smile, the brand you see on a sleazy politician, and hair that flakes out like someone Katsuki is intimately familiar with, approaches him. He sways to the music with the bravado of a guy who’s too full of himself and knows it.

Katsuki already hates him.

This stranger talks to Katsuki like he knows him or some shit, and it takes him a few minutes to realise that they actually met before.

None of this matters though because the moment the beat gets noisier and the crowd rowdier, this Shindou fucker grows the nerve to lean into Katsuki’s space and croon honey-laced words straight into his ear.

The stench of alcohol is heavy in the air he blows unto Katsuki’s face. And in the few seconds where their cheeks almost brush, a shiver rakes up Katsuki’s spine. Time slows down for a fraction of second before it speeds up again.

And when it does, all Katsuki can see is green.

“There you are, Kacchan! I was looking all over the place for you.”

Fucking Deku is all over him in a flash.

Chin nestled on Katsuki’s shoulder, arms around his middle, chest pushed up against his back, lips teasing the dip of his neck and that’s not the worst of it.

Deku is smothering Katsuki from behind, grip as stiff as iron, but he’s not even looking at him. In fact, the nerd’s glowing eyes are fixated on the bastard standing right before them. “Shindou Yo, what a pleasure to see you again.” Deku’s knifelike tone betrays his sweet words.The fucker sounds ready to bounce and kill. What is wrong with him? “I believe the last time we talked was in Osaka.”

“Yes, the bribery scandal…how could I forget…?” The vibrator in a suit shoots a smile, but unlike his previously practiced doll face, this one is wavering. Whatever’s Deku hinting at, it’s making this Shindou guy shake in his boot, yet it doesn't scare him enough to back down.

It’s ridiculous.

They’re glaring at each other with fangs blared and Katsuki feels like a pot being held between two hard rocks. Neither are refusing to budge, and he’s about to crack.

“Deku,” Katsuki hisses under his breath. With a sizzling spark from his palm, he grabs Deku’s wrist.

“Ah, Kacchan!” The shock of the motion alerts Deku to the fact that he’s heating the air around them with the electricity of OFA.

Deku’s bullshit display of aggression seems to do the trick though, because Shindou backs off with a nonchalant huff.

Katsuki doesn’t waste time in fisting Deku’s shirt and bringing the nerd to face him. He readies an explosion with his other hand.

“The hell was that about?” Katsuki spits, furious and confused, because they’ve been dancing around each other for ages now.

Katsuki had been silently begging Deku to put a label on this hot clusterfuck ever since they smacked tongues without a fucking beep from the nerd. And he chooses NOW to claim his prize, to mark his territory, to flaunt their relationship, as if Katsuki was his and his alone all this time—

“I didn’t like the way he was looking at you,” Deku says, voice unwavering and eyes sharp. This is the face of a little shit who doesn’t regret what he did. The motherfucker. “He was eyeing you like you’re nothing but a piece of meat and it made me mad.”

Something about the way Deku doesn’t flinch in front of Katsuki’s nitroglycerin smoke, how unbothered he is about the stares they're getting, how unapologetic the fucker is about the unease he draped over the room with his quirk – it gets Katsuki going. A moment passes. The coin drops and Katsuki's anger seeps away. He flashes his teeth to mirror the confidence Deku is sprouting like weeds.

“Oh, you’re jealous!”

A statement that should leave Deku a red, stuttering mess, but the shitty nerd doesn’t break eye contact when he detaches Katsuki’s fist from his shirt.

“Kacchan is amazing,” he mutters. “Everybody wants a taste, but I—” Deku takes advantage of the enclosed busy space of the ballroom, and leans into Katsuki space. “I won’t let them have any.” Lips brush against the sensitive skin of Katsuki’s neck, and he feels arms hold him in a vice grip. “Because he’s mine.”

“Idiot,” Katsuki grits out, and pats away Deku’s wild hair from where it’s tickling his nose. “Stop glaring at him over my shoulders.”

And, like a switch had been turned off, Deku splutters and blushes and squeaks, burying his face in Katsuki’s shirt to whine, “But, I’m nooooooot!”

Fucking nerd

#dekubaku #dkbk #bakudeku #bkdk #bnha #bnha fanfiction #fluff #icewrites #boku no hero fanfic #boku no hero imagines

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hehebread · 3 years

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Prompt: Misc 16 “YOU SAID TO BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!” from this list

Tags: platonic dkbk.

deku shows kacchan his costume designs for their debut as hero partners

“So, what do you think? Be honest.”

Katsuki surveys the notebook Deku has spread out before him. He tries to keep a straight face as he looks at the cartoonish adaptation of both him and his hero partner instead choosing to objectively focus on the costume design.

Deku’s glimmering eyes are on him, waiting for a reaction as he swirls around on his desk chair.

After an awkward pause, Katsuki clicks his tongue. “That shit looks like it was drawn by a toddler. I’m not showing up to the hero billboards with clown clothes, Deku. What kinda of emo-looking, tree-licking, hippy ass combo is this? It’s like a group of colour blind grannies got together and dressed us for bingo night. This is some creepy middle-aged All Might fanboy wetdream—“

“KACCHAN!”

With a pillow to the face, Katsuki topples over the bed behind him. “Oof!” Deku takes advantage of the split second delay in Katsuki’s reaction to climb over him. “YOU SAID TO BE HONEST. STOP HITTING ME!”

“That’s not honest. You’re just being a jerk!” Deku whines. He hasn’t faltered in smacking Katsuki with his All Might body pillow ONCE.

Brilliant! Just fan-fucking-tastic!

Katsuki stations his arms to protect his face. He can push Deku off at any point now, thank you very much. This has nothing to do with how heavy the nerd is. No, Katsuki absolutely does not feel like he’s being crushed under a boulder. Fuck you.

“Deku, stop! Gah, get off. Hitting me is not going to fix that ugly ass colour scheme. What did you do? Have a rooster eat a rainbow cake then vomit all over the page— ouch!”

Okay, that was a strong hit. It took the wind straight out of his lungs, Katsuki’s not gonna lie.

“It was our joint design when were four, Kacchan.” Deku halts his repeated assaults to fucking pout at Katsuki like a damn baby.

Kastuki blinks at him and then he picks up the notebook from where it fell on the floor.

No way.

This can’t be.

There is no fucking chance Deku kept these silly little drawing from when they were stupid kids who didn’t know any better.

Looking back at the nerd, Katsuki snorts. He smiles lazily at him, then says, “Well, I don’t think the capes will be necessary. Major fire hazard with my quirk.”

Deku’s eyes lights up, and he looks ready to burst. What a sentimental idiot. Katsuki almost can’t stand looking at that dopey look on his face.

Katsuki sits up on his elbows and furrows his brows upon a closer look. “Wait up, why the hell is my tank top cut that low? I don’t remember drawing that.”

“I might have done some edits to, uhm,” Deku turns red, averting his gaze, “show off your best attributes.”

In an instant, Katsuki holds Deku in a headlock tight enough to turn him blue. “Eat shit, Deku.”

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hehebread · 3 years

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Prompt: “Why are you lying to me?” from this prompt list.

Tags: dkbk, angst, sfw.

Deku is in the hospital and Katsuki’s furious.

“I’ll be fine.” “It looks worse than it is.” “I’ll be home for dinner.” “I can take him by myself.” “This won’t happen again, I promise.”

It’s always the same with Deku.

He has these excuses up his sleeve, little cards in his pocket that he throws at Katsuki to calm his raging storm.

And as expected, when Katsuki enters the hospital room, Deku has one of his bullshit excuses at the tip of his tongue, keen on his trying habit to placate Katsuki.

“I know it looks bad, but the doctor is expecting a speedy recovery. I only injured one knee so I should be able to get around with a crutch. It’s nothing to worry about. I’ll be okay, Kacchan—”

“Why are you lying to me?”

Katsuki spits, voice monotone and devoid of the anger bubbling at the surface.

“Huh?” Deku tries to crane up his neck to look at him, and Katsuki doesn’t even care at how uncomfortable that must be.

“I asked you a question,” with a sneer, and stone cold words, he makes his was to Deku’s bedside. “Why in the shitting hell are you lying to me? You think this is okay, huh? That it’s nothing to fucking worry about?”

“It’s not serious— Kacchan, I promise I didn’t mean for—”

“I’m sick of this, Deku!” Katsuki is sick of being worried, sick of imagining the worst case scenario, sick of being scared to death every time he gets a call from the hospital.

He doesn’t even care about how intimidating he looks standing over a bedridden Deku like this.

“You smash your knee, fuck up your spleen, use up three bags of blood, and still expect me to come over and hand you a fucking gold medal? Dammit Deku, stop lying to me! Stop telling me it’s all fine just to shut me up. I don’t need your babying! I don’t need this fucking pity!”

“I—” Deku swallows, voice thick with the emotions he’s trying to hold back. “But I can’t stand the way you’re looking at me right now...the way you look at me every time I get injured … like you’re disappointed. Like you don’t trust me anymore.”

But, it's not true.

Katsuki does trust Deku. He’s one of the few people Katsuki would trust with his own life.

Katsuki’s not disappointed.

He’s scared.

“I don’t want your shit promises, Deku,” Katsuki leans on the bed, and props one forearm above Deku’s head to look him in the eyes. The word catch in his throat but he takes a breath to force them out. “If you want me to stick around, nerd, then you better stop being all talk and no fucking action.” Katsuki lets his forehead rest on Deku’s, revealing on the coolness of the skin against his own.

“Come back in one piece and maybe then I’ll believe you,” Katsuki whispers.

#dekubaku #dkbk #bakudeku #bkdk #bnha #angst #prompt fill #was requested on twt !!#icewrites #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #katsuki bakugou #izuku midoriya

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