#izuku is fucking sick and tired of people being assholes
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𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦.
𝘧𝘵. 𝘪𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶, 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘨𝘰, 𝘥𝘢𝘣𝘪 (+𝘩𝘢𝘸𝘬𝘴), 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘸𝘢.
𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 18+ 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵. 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵.
𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴: 1.5𝘬
𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘰𝘺𝘴/𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨/𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘥𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢, 𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺/𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 18. 𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘪 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴. 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺. 𝘮𝘸𝘢𝘩.
“man, fuck you, the horse you rode in on, and your weak ass dick! just leave me the fuck alone.” you spit, arms crossed as you shoot the man in front of you a glare hot like jet fuel.
𝘪𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶:
izuku midoriya is one of the sweetest people to grace the earth
there’s no doubt about it.
but know he is not afraid to put yo ass in a fucking headlock and pound his way into you, voice thick and raspy as he asks you just who the fuck you think you’re talking to.
he’s grown up quite a bit since high school
and refuses to get bitched by anyone, especially his own girlfriend.
a saccharine smile inches across peony pink lips, spreading over porcelain teeth
“you uh... you wanna repeat that, honey?”
you know you’ve made a mistake
he’s got that look in his eye, ravenous and wicked
“look...izuku, baby, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to snap like that—“
“that’s not what i asked. i asked you...if you wanna repeat that.”
would definitely strap your ankles to a spreader bar, reveling in the way you continue to writhe against it
only to cry out in desperation once you realize that the more you struggle, the wider your legs go
or he’ll make you cry as you struggle to form a coherent apology, words choppy from the the remote controlled vibe is sending shockwaves through your heavily sensitive clit
he’d kneel above you, smile wide and innocent as he turns it up to the second most powerful setting, hard-on growing at the sight of your head lolling back while you try to appease him with sorry after sorry
“i-izuku—fuck, fuck! mmh— it’s too much....please, please, ‘m sorry! i didn’t mean it, ’m too sensitive—please just let me make it up to you baby—“
“all you gotta do is say the magic words sweetheart, and i’ll give you what you need.”
yeah, he’s one of those motherfuckers.
“remind me who’s pussy this is, and this’ll all be over with.”
“god, fine!! it’s yours okay! nobody else’s..now please, please fuck me izuku, i need you—“
doesn’t hold back for a second when he’s staking his claim all over your body, a calloused thumb roving over your clit gently, mindful of your sensitivity but edging you closer and closer to a fifth orgasm
happily smears strings of thick, sticky cum all over your stomach to mark you as his
and doesn’t hesitate to lick it off the supple, soft skin of your torso, the milky white substance congealing with transparent slippery saliva
he grasps your face firmly, fingers pushing your cheeks inwards and causing your spit slicked lips to jut out in a pretty little pout
“open.” he mutters before dripping the salty concoction onto your awaiting tongue, a throaty groan rumbling in his chest as he watches you happily swallow every last drop
“good girl.”
the aftercare is immaculate, izuku taking his time to wipe you clean so tenderly, lips pressing against each and every bruise, your body pliant as he whispers sweet reassurances into your sweat soaked skin
“much better now, right?”
you nod, eyes heavy as you sink into the warmth of his chest, hands clinging to him like he could disappear at any moment
“happy i could help you relieve some of that tension honey.”
“but talk to me like that again, and i promise you that’ll be the last time you call anything about me weak, especially how i fuck you. got it?”
prepare to be not only throughly sore the next day, but to have to conceal fingerprint shaped bruises on your hips and thighs
takes pictures of your fucked out face to have for future incidents where you decide you wanna talk like you have zero home training
and isn’t afraid to flash katsuki one or two whenever he gets to talking about how he could take you from him.
𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘨𝘰:
“so that’s how you wanna act, hm? if you needed some dick you should’ve just fuckin’ said so instead of always runnin’ your damn mouth.”
he whirls you around, pelvis pressing into the small of your back, rivulets of sweat beading at the base of your neck from his close proximity
he’s such a glutton for putting little bitches like you in their place.
blade sharp canines dragging against the curve of your neck, pathetic attempts to maintain your resolve falling from unsteady lips
“the hell’s wrong with you—you already know i’m with izuku...i’m not doing this shit to him again—”
but you were already gone when his lips slotted against yours, body throbbing at the contact
now izuku was a good lover, a giver, a pleaser at heart
always putting your enjoyment above his
but eventually one grows tired of slick tongues and curved fingers, pretty whines and gentle kisses
you wanted “fuck you”s, spit flying along sick expletives hurled at your bowed, desperate figure, sweet sticky semen coating your throat after it was abused and stroked as though you were a piece of plastic.
and as luck may have it, katsuki was more than willing to provide.
yet today you’d had enough, his subtle touches when you passed one another had garnered izuku’s attention; you’d reassured the male that it was nothing to bother with, that the two of you were just coworkers.
at least when his balls aren’t in your slutty fucking mouth, thick bubbled spit dripping onto your home screen as you text izuku that you’ll be home late for “stir-friday” once again.
the best sex was on days like today, when you got just a little too reckless at the mouth
when you needed a not so gentle reminder of who’s leaving you breathless all hours of the night
takes his time with you, fingers teeming with a slight brine as they’re sloppily thrust into your mouth with a “shut the fuck up talking to me like you don’t know who the fuck i am.”
degradation? baby, you’ve met the man.
“wanna act like a bitch, that’s fine. just don’t complain when i leave you limping like one, got it?”
you’re shoved atop a desk, it’s contents forgotten as katsuki latches onto a tit and proceeds to leave mark after mark, striving to rid any trace of your lover
panties tugged to the side, fingerpads waltzing up the length of your—no, his pussy
kisses down your sternum and the plush skin of your stomach, flipping you opposite him before snaking his tongue between your southernmost lips, devouring you like a man starved
but doesn’t let you cum, not yet anyway
“katsuki—please, i need it, don’t fucking tease..”
hates when you whine because it chips at his hard exterior, he’d give anything to pull another cry from you
“beg for it then. you had so much to say earlier, eh? go ahead and put your mouth to better use, fuckin’ slut.”
spanks you while he eats it from the back cause he can
and don’t even get me started on his size kink
lives for making you feel small against his large stature and even larger ego
“damn, you’re tight...thought deku would’ve broken you in a bit more for me by now—”
his pace is angry and unforgiving like his mouth, leaving you no mercy when he finally takes his place between your thighs
“that’s it...take that shit. don’t run...come on, tell me who’s dick you go dumb for, say it—“
“yours! j-just yours, never ‘zuku. fuck! m’ so fucking close please, please—“
cant fill you up like he wants, but settles for painting your body with splotches of white, watching them mix with your now-purpling bruises
and when izuku calls your phone on the hour to ask when you’ll be home, that cocky fuck answers
“relax. your little girlfriend and i are at the office with some reports, she’s so damn uptight...been on my dick this entire time. “
“should probably loosen her up more, maybe she’d be less annoying.”
𝘥𝘢𝘣𝘪:
he secretly loves it when you get like this
while dabi loves the rush of tossing around some brainless slut with a thing for fucking mass murderers
pussy was much better when it came with a little resistance, a little push back before he got what he wanted
“dabi come on..let her be. i’m sorry sweetness, this guy botherin’ you?”
his counterpart, keigo, was a top tier scumbag with grade-A looks, words mingling with a dulcet voice that could turn water into wine if he pleased
sienna wings bristled against his shoulder blades as he leaned down, an arm coming across your chest casually, bent over the back of the couch
“don’t call me that shit. actually, both of you are bothering me.” you grit, a hand swatting away tanned nimble fingers that were slowly making their way towards a breast
“see what i mean kei? she’s being a fucking brat. can’t stand bitches like her, always thinking they’re too good for guys like us.”
dabi takes a seat to your left, cyan eyes raking over the curve of your hips ravenously, staples gleaming in the bar’s gentle yellow glow
he was going to have so much fun breaking you in.
“ i think i know what her problem is....somebody just wants a little attention, right? hell, look at how she’s dressed...”
keigo’s eyes have taken on a darker energy, a hand winding around the width of your neck and squeezing lightly
“i don’t want anything from either of you assholes—wait, the hell are you trying to—ah!”
taking advantage of your pliant state, dabi’s hands begin to roam over exposed skin, a scarred set of hands slithering up your top
his abrasive fingers tweak your nipples roughly, rolling them between a forefinger and thumb with a lustful glare
“come on...don’t you want us to make you feel good? tell us you don’t want us to cream you like a fuckin’ twinkie, and we’ll leave your bitchy ass high and fucking dry, just like this.”
you hate them, the last thing you want is for either of these douchebags to be what gets you off
but god do keigo’s lips feel like heaven on earth when they’re against your pulse point like that, and dabi’s profuse experience shows in the way he manipulates your body to make you sigh in ecstasy, fingers slipping past drenched lace with ease to tease your sensitive clit...
“we—we shouldn’t do this out here, someone might see...s-shit, ah fuck—”
“so what? don’t want everyone to see how much you like getting double teamed?” keigo taunts, tongue darting out to soothe the harsh bruise he’d finished sucking into the skin beneath your ear
“nah, i think we’ll take you right here. besides, it’s just us and the boss man tonight. ‘should let him watch though, maybe he’d learn a thing or two about what a good fuck really looks like instead of that hentai shit.”
“so...you in or not? my hand’s starting to cramp.”
you nod, the motion serving at the catalyst for a number of debaucherous things that would soon happen to your body
marking is an absolute must
keigo’s practically feral once he knows you’re his to play with, love bites littering the expanse of your tits, neck, even the inside of your thighs
dabi marks you too, but he’s not nearly as nice as keigo, leaving handprints all over your ass, each one accompanied by a harsh yet tolerable burn
you can thank his quirk for that
they’re sloppy and they know it, dabi’s spit creating web-like strings connecting your pussy lips together, the metal barbell wedged between tongue muscle retreating from beneath your trembling thighs
meanwhile keigo’s reveling in the way your spit coats his dick in an effortless gloss, a hand keeping your head steady as he drives into your throat with reckless abandon
the saliva making its way down through the valley of your breasts while you struggle to breathe, eyes watering in both panic and pleasure as the two use you like a toy
they take turns, metal and heady sweat flood your tastebuds when dabi takes on keigo’s previous stance
dabi certainly makes sure you give his balls special attention. it doesnt enhance his pleasure, he just likes seeing you get so nasty for him.
not so high and mighty when you’re gargling the dick of one of japan’s most wanted, are you?
keigo’s dick reaches depths you didn’t think possible, tip prodding your innermost spots and making you sputter pathetically around dabi’s length, eyes burning as you try to control the heat in your lungs
“nah nah nah, don’t get all teary eyed now—thought it was “fuck us and our weak ass dick”? hm? well this weak ass dick’s makin’ you choke like a two dollar whore, and keigo’s about to pump that sloppy cunt full of cum...still think you’re better than us?”
you’re tossed between the two men like a ragdoll, until your body’s spent and you’re bred so good that you drip with their mix of fluids every time you shift a little
the men don’t hesitate to compliment your endurance, praising you for being “such a good little fucktoy”.
which in dabi’s words, is the closest you’ll ever get to a “sorry for bothering you”.
𝘢𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘸𝘢:
let me tell you a thing or two about shota.
he has no time, or tolerance, for bullshit.
between his atrocious sleep schedule, nightly patrols, and his day job as a high school teacher, he doesn’t have the capacity for mind games
so when you’d snapped on him like that, he did what he felt like was the most logical thing
he left you alone. he wasn’t about to get into some childish argument all because he didn’t give you the reaction you’d wanted over a dress
aizawa’s not a reactive man by nature
so when you’d purchased the sultry number, seams tight and neckline waivering on indecent
he’d merely hummed at the article of clothing in approval, committing the sight to memory before going back to finish reviewing his lesson plans for next week
which to you, wasn’t good enough. you wanted him to exhibit some sort of lust, something that made you feel like you still had him in the palm of your hand
it wasn’t like the two of you weren’t having sex, no not at all. but you wanted to feel like he wasn’t just attracted to you, but craved, desired, was desperate for your touch every now and again
and when he’d given his...lackluster feedback, you exploded, the two of you briefly exchanging words before you’d said that. shota was in no mood to argue, so he excused himself from the room to continue his work
“sorry if i actually want to, you know, feel desired by my own boyfriend? god, it’s like you don’t even look at me anymore.”
that comment stung, even recalling your wounded tone made his heart ache
was he really not paying attention to you?
but, unsurprisingly, the feelings of anger didn’t abate. just what made you think you could play these games with him, the two of you were grown, you knew if you wanted something all you had to do was ask—it made no sense
steel pen tip digging into the hurried scrawl of kaminari’s essay....if you could even call it that, he rose from his desk, relieved his tense neck from the presence of hair by knotting it into a high ponytail
beginning to strip as he made his way toward your shower
you wanted him to look at you? alright. he’d do exactly that, and then some. just remember, be careful what you wish for.
“shota? look... i’m sorry for how i acted earlier. i should’ve just communicated how i felt instead of blowing up on you like that, i just get frustrated with how much you work and how we never see each other, and it makes it hard for me to—mmph!”
he meets your lips with a subdued roughness, hands splayed across your hips, water trickling across stiffened knuckles while he fumbled and scoured for any piece of you he could manage to grasp
“you said you feel like i don’t look at you anymore.”
“lets fix that. i have a proposition for you. if you manage to hold eye contact with me for however long it takes for you to cum, my body’s yours to do whatever you want with.”
“however...look away for even a second, and i’ll have no problem reminding you just how much you can take before you’re begging for me to fuck you. you know how...efficient i can be. sound fair?”
now something he’d alluded to, but never said about this little agreement? there was no way for you to win.
on days where his exhaustion levels weren’t at an all time low, he’d find himself lapping at the slightly acidic, rich nectar between your thighs for hours and hours on end
so what made you think you even had the resolve to maintain eye contact the entire time?
you lose, though that was to be expected
and shota couldn’t be happier about it
now while it’s practically canon that he’s into bondage, let’s switch things up a bit
honestly, he’s the type to love proving a point.
he’ll make you ride his dick, not letting you stop for a second even though he’s practically in your stomach at this point
bad at it? he doesn’t care. your knees are giving out? not his problem.
“sho-please, i can’t, ‘s too big...fuck—“
“damn, and to think i had ‘weak ass dick’ before. now you can’t take it? pick a side sweetheart, your desperation is showing.”
he’s not incredibly vocal in the bedroom as that’s just not who he is
but makes an exception when it comes to making fun of you
“come on, you can swallow more than that, right? tch. you’ve gotten lazy.”
is another one of those “take a photo for future reference” type of people. but he’s respectful of not only your privacy but his own, and keeps it in the hidden photos folder of his camera roll like a sane adult.
he had to learn the hard way about the importance of concealing scandalous materials that one time hizashi was using screen sharing to suggest a new learning course during a staff meeting
only for the blonde to scroll and several pairs of eyes in the room to be blessed (or cursed) with the sight of a rather ecstatic looking woman bent in a position that would make a gymnast blush
also likes to give you sloppy, shallow half strokes to drive you to the point of insanity before spreading your ass cheeks and molding your body to the bed beneath you
“you wanna know what i was thinking about when you walked out with that dress on? hm? i wondered... ‘how long it would take before we used it as a cumrag after i was done with you?’ i thought about doing this.”
oh, and by the way, there’s a mirror above your bed for a reason. but we’ll get into that some other time, won’t we?
#izuku midoriya x reader#bakugo x reader#dabi x reader#hawks x reader#aizawa x reader#deku smut#bakugo smut#dabi smut#hawks smut#aizawa smut#mha smut#mha x reader#bnha x reader#kittybutmakeitferal#thanks once again for 1k you nasties!
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Little Lies. Part Two.
Todoroki x Fem! Reader... Warnings, angsty, smut at the end.
Part One
Part two
Part Three
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Kirishima and I pulled into the school parking lot at the same time. He was quick to jump out of his car and run over to my car door. Before I could even react he was ripping it open, smiling at me like a maniac. I had avoided him the rest of the weekend, not wanting to discuss what everyone had seen. I also didn’t want to even begin to talk about what Shoto and I were. That was something I didn’t have the answer too, thanks to him not answering his texts since he left that night.
“(y/n) you have to tell me everything, and I mean every detail!” Kirishima was practically shouting in my face, I blinked a few times before shaking my head. I grabbed my book bag from the passenger seat, and flung it over my shoulder. Kirishima let out a groan, and followed close behind me.
“Honestly Kiri, it is not that big of a deal, we just got caught up in the moment,” I sighed, trying to convince myself to believe it too. The feeling I felt when he kissed me was something I would never be able to forget. Usually the only person I ever made out with was Kaminari, but we never went that far. It was always just brought on from too much drinking, and too much dancing at a party.
“How does studying lead to that moment?” Kirishima snorted, and I held up my middle finger as I walked to my locker.
What I wasn’t expecting was Todoroki to be leaning against my locker, laughing with Bakugo and Midoriya who had his arm slung around Ochako’s shoulder. The four of them all looked in mine and Kirishima’s direction. Bakugo instantly lit up at the sight of his boyfriend, and practically ran to grab Kirishima’s hand. My face was red when I met Todoroki’s eyes, and realized he was smiling softly at me. He stood up straight so he was no longer leaning against my locker, before moving to the other side to lean up against that one while I got into my locker.
“Good morning sunshine,” Todoroki teased, and I shot him a playful dirty look. When I got my locker door opened I was met with a coffee, and pastry bag sitting there. I looked over at him with a raised eyebrow.
“I think my only concern is that you know my locker combination?” I laughed, and he just smirked. Leaning past me he turned the cup around, and in black marker on the cup were the words, “Be my date this weekend?”
“It is really easy to get information out of the office ladies when you look like me,” Todoroki looked at my bright red face as I processed what was happening, “Plus when they found out I was asking you to the dance, they were not hesitant to help at all,”
“You, you’re asking me to the dance?” I laughed, my face still burning red. Finally making eye contact again, and he just smiled at me. That stupid closed mouth smirk he always had plastered across his face.
“Or just for an actual date in general, I am tired of pretending that I just wanted to get close to you for that exceptional brain of yours,” Todoroki gently tapped a finger against my temple, and it wasn’t until I heard Kirishima let out an excited noise, that I realized I had completely forgotten we weren’t the only two people in this hallway. I turned around to look at our friends, all of them still watching the scene unfold.
“Well, as much as I would love to bring down that ego of yours, I don’t want to embarrass you in front of our friends,” I smiled, looking back towards him, “So I would love to be your date to the dance,”
“Finally!” Ochako and Kirishima shouted at the same time. All of us started laughing soon after, everyone cracking up at their outburst. In that moment Todoroki casually slung his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into his side. I took a sip of my coffee, leaning into him a little bit. I looked up to see him already looking down at me. He gave the top of my head a quick kiss, before going back to bickering with Bakugo about something.
This moment was perfect.
----------Shoto POV-----------
I pulled my shirt off in the locker room, changing out of my gym uniform. Bakugo was sitting on the bench, just staring at me. I looked at him for a second, before throwing my sweaty tshirt at his face. He glared at me before throwing it back.
“What is your problem Bakugo?” I laughed, turning back towards my locker to comb my hair back out.
“I think the bet is going too far,” Bakugo sighed, “(Y/N) is actually a really cool person,”
I paused for a second, because for a little bit there I had completely forgotten about that stupid bet we had made. Up until I kissed her the other night, that’s all it was. Ever since then though, all I could think about was how I wanted to do that forever. The way her lips felt against mine, the way she felt in general. The physical connection was great, but she also calmed every thought I had. Just with that stupid smile that would spread across her face when someone said something that she thought was funny. That was all it took for my world to freeze.
“Bakugo, the bet is off,” I sighed, “I won’t lie, a few weeks ago messing with (Y/N) sounded like a great idea, but I don’t know I think there could be something there?”
“You sound like you’re still questioning that statement dude,” Bakugo laughed at the uncertainty in my voice, and I laughed along with him for a second.
“No really, the bet is done, I didn’t expect myself to get this close with-”
“What bet?” We both practically jumped out of our skin at the sound of the voice that came from behind us. I turned around to see Denki Kaminari standing there with his gym bag slung over his shoulder, “Oh don’t tell me that you’re being all lovey with (Y/N) for a bet dude?”
“Mind your own business,” Bakugo growled at Kaminari who just let out a laugh again.
“Dude, I am the last person to worry about hearing that, the other part of your little trio was standing next to me a few seconds ago, he heard everything you two said,” Kaminari laughed again, walking towards his gym locker, “I gotta say though, good choice Todoroki, (y/n) is a pretty nice piece of ass,”
I snapped my head towards him, before I could even react though Bakugo had him slammed up against his locker.
“I will handle this dickhead, go get Izuku,” Bakugo growled, and I nodded my head. Rushing out of the locker room. Luckily Izuku was standing in the hallway, a look of disappointment across his face. I walked up to him as quickly as I could, before grabbing his phone out of his hand. He instantly shot me a dirty look.
“Let me explain, please Midoriya,” I pleaded, and he just shook his head.
“I excuse you and Bakugo being assholes all the time Todoroki,” He mumbled, “I always let it the hell go, but this is too damn far!”
“Okay I know it looks bad but please let me explain before you freak out,” I stared at him frantically, “It started out as a bet, but (Y/N) is actually someone I want to spend my time with Midoriya, please I can’t lose that now,”
“So are you just not going to tell her?” He laughed dryly, his eyes filling up with tears that I was sure was coming from a place of anger, “God you are such an asshole Todoroki,”
“No, no, I can’t tell her,” I panicked slightly, “She would hate me,”
“Fine, then I will tell her,” Izuku turned on his heel, but I quickly grabbed his shirt and pushed him up against the wall, “What the fuck Todoroki!”
“You can’t tell her!” I shouted back at him, “I haven’t felt this way about anybody, ever, please Midoriya,”
“It was all started on some sick joke!” Midoriya tried shoving me off of him, “If you gave a damn about (Y/N) you will be a man and tell her yourself,”
I was pulled off of him by an out of breath Bakugo. Behind him stood both Sero and Kaminari, Kaminari who now had a black eye forming. My attention was pulled back to Midoriya, and I sent him a pleading look. The realization hit me, Kaminari and Sero knew. If they knew they would more likely open their mouths about all of this. I looked around the hallway, before finally letting out a sigh.
“I have to be the one to tell her,” I looked at all of the guys standing in the hallway, “If anyone does it before I can, I will kick your ass, I don’t care who you are,”
I looked back towards Midoriya who was still glaring at me, but he nodded his head. Before pushing past me to go into the locker room. He paused at the door for a second, turning back to look at me.
“You have until the after party at Sero’s this Saturday, or I tell her,” Midoriya pushed open the locker room door. Leaving the four of us standing in the hallway alone.
I looked at Bakugo with a bit of worry. Maybe everything would be fine, and she wouldn’t be as angry as I thought she would be. Her being angry though was the last thing I was worried about. I think I was more worried that she would be broken by my little lies.
---------- (y/n) pov ----------- this part is a little spicyyyyy
I was laying in bed, scrolling through my social media feeds. I had gotten home just a little bit ago, I had gone shopping with Ochako and Kirishima for our outfits for the dance this weekend. I had found the perfect dress, a little embarrassed at how cheesy it was for me to even wear. It was a strapless white dress, with red detailings throughout it. The moment I saw it, all I could think of was Todoroki. I looked up from my phone at the dress that was hanging on my closet door.
If you would have told me a few weeks ago that I would be going with Todoroki to this dance, I would have laughed in your face. Today though? Today all I could do was smile at the thought of us dancing together. All night. Then being a couple the entire time at the after party. If that’s what this was now? A couple? That much hasn’t been determined yet, but it was safe to say we were close enough to a couple now.
Let me in. -T
I looked at my phone, before walking down to my front door. Todoroki was standing on my porch, his face a little panicked, but he seemed to visibly relax at the sight of me. I smiled and stepped aside so he could walk in. He stepped inside and slipped off his shoes.
“Hey, what are you doing here?” I smiled at him, and he just looked at me for a second.
“Is anybody home?” Todoroki looked up the stairs, and I felt myself go red.
“Shoto Todoroki are you here for a hook up?” I blushed furiously and he just turned to look at me before smirking. Stepping closer to me, as if I was some kind of prey.
“Would you be opposed if I was?” He grinned once he had me cornered against the back of the couch. His head dipped down to the crook of my neck, as he started placing small pecks along the area. Shivers went up my spine, and I tilted my head to the side to give him more room to maneuver.
“N-no I wouldn’t be opposed,” I sighed, as his hands found their way to my hips.
—/third person pov time ;)\—
Todoroki pressed himself against (y/n)’s body. Still just placing kiss after kiss against her neck, enjoying the small sighs of enjoyment that were leaving her mouth. (Y/n) finally grew tired of the small teasing, and pulled Todoroki into a kiss. He groaned into moment, feeling himself become even more turned on by her use of force.
He deepened the kiss even further, pushing himself even more into her body. Both of them moaning at the friction. (Y/N) couldn’t help but notice how much more desperate Todoroki seemed now, this wasn’t like before. He was treating this kiss like it was going to be their last. She didn’t mind though, the way he was grabbing her like she was going to disappear was turning her on even more.
“Upstairs,” (Y/N) broke the kiss slightly, grabbing the taller boys hand and dragging him up the stairs with her. Todoroki followed behind, happily taking in the sight of her. Once they were in his bedrooms, his lips were instantly connected back against hers. He led her towards her bed and gently pushed her down. Then positioned himself on top her, never once breaking the kiss. (Y/N) snaked her hands up the back of his shirt, trying to signal she wanted it off. Todoroki pulled back, and happily obliged taking his shirt off.
“Don’t drool too much (Y/N),” Todoroki teased, looking down at the girl who was staring at him in awe. He took this opportunity to run his hands up her shirt, smirking at the goosebumps that instantly came up on her skin.
Todoroki let his hand trail her stomach, underneath her shirt. His hand slowly went up further, before finally landing over her bra. He gave a quick squeeze, still just smirking at her reactions. Finally he lifted her shirt up over her head, and made his way back to kissing her neck. Wet open mouth kisses were trailed from her neck, to her collar bones, til finally he was pushing her bra down. (Y/N) let out a small gasp once Todoroki finally began living kitten licks against her nipple. The stimulation was something she wasn’t entirely used to, but she knew she enjoyed it. He used his hand to begin twisting and lightly pulling at the other nipple. Soft moans escaped her mouth, and he felt himself growing even harder.
“Shoto, please I want more,” (Y/N) moaned out slightly, causing the boy to freeze what he was doing. He pulled back away from her, taking in the moment. Her breathing had picked up slightly, not a lot but enough. Shoto smiled at the girl, letting his hand travel down to the band of her shorts she was wearing. He let out a little groan himself once he realized it was only the thin shorts that were guarding her down there.
“You just walk around like this?” He smirked, letting his hand go down even further. Finally his finger traced over her folds ever so slightly, small moans escaping both of their mouths. Todoroki let his fingers dip down, gently beginning to rub against her sensitive nub. Waves of pure bliss ripped throughout her body, as he gently rubbed his fingers in circles, every so often taking it between two fingers and rolling it around. (Y/N) could feel the tension building in her lower stomach, and she began to squirm around even more.
“I want you to let go okay?” Todoroki whispered, still just watching from above as he continued to rub against her clit. The way her face would scrunch up before each moan, the way the moans sounded once they left her mouth. All of it was enough for him to tip over the edge right there. He knew what he wanted, but he also knew that it was going to be their first times. The way it was going to feel for him and the way it was going to feel for her would two different things.
(Y/N) screwed her eyes shut, her hand reaching down to grab Shoto’s wrist desperately. The tension in her stomach was growing, and she could feel a warm sensation building up deep inside of her. The moans became more shallow, her chest rising up and down drastically. Finally, with one last rub, nothing but pure euphoria ripped through her body. Shoto watched in completely bliss as her body shook, her head leaning back, and her back arching up. He leaned down again, kissing her through her high.
What he wasn’t expecting though was for her hips to buck up against his, his clothed erection twitching at the feeling. He let a moan escape his lips into the kiss, and (Y/N) couldn’t help but smirk. She bucked her hips up again, her hands reaching down to his sweats as she tried pulling them down.
“Wait, wait,” Shoto stopped, staring down at her still. She was a panting mess, and so was he. He took a minute to stare at her, before letting out a sigh of defeat, “We can’t, not tonight,”
“What?” (Y/n) looked at him, pouting slightly. He leaned down and kissed her stuck out lip.
“I want to take this slow okay?” Todoroki sighed, coming up with the best excuse he possibly could, “You deserve more than just a hook up for your first time,”
“I really would not be complaining if we did,” (Y/N) whined, “I want you to be my first Shoto, so why-”
“Let’s wait until this weekend okay?” He forced a smile, “If you still feel the same after Sero’s party then we will, I promise,”
Guilt filled his entire body, but she nodded none the less. He kissed her again, before helping her back into her shorts, and shirt. He slid his back on over his head, and went to leave but she quickly stood up. Grabbing his hand and pulling him back to her bed. Neither of them said anything, they both just held each other. (Y/N) was in pure bliss, taking in his scent, mentally preparing herself for this weekend. Shoto was holding her a little tighter than he intended, because he knew this moment was fleeting. That after this weekend the chances of him ever talking to this girl again, were slim to none. She was going to hate him, and he knew he deserved just that.
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Decagon: The Supportive Hero Chapter 1
Summary: When Izuku finally accepts that Bakugou is not his friend anymore, he ends up collapsing at home. He discovers that he has had a Quirk all along- the ability to bond with others and increase their Quirks. Izuku fully intends to become a hero still, now with a new Quirk by his side. A new school leads him to new friends and new bonds both Quirked and not, plus his mom finding a new husband has his family increasing and the support he needs keeps coming in.
Look out world, here comes Decagon!
Pairings: Aizawa Shouta/Midoriya Inko so far. Others TBA
Warnings: Bakugou Faces Consequences. Bakugou critical. But also he ends up getting redeemed like WAY later so... yeah.
Other Tags: Shinsou is Aizawa’s cousin/nephew, Queer Platonic relationships ahead, Izuku has a Quirk.
On AO3
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People have a limit. Something that pushes them over the edge, something that makes them snap.
This limit could be related to anything. A movie making you walk out of the theatre for terrible acting.
Rage quitting a game because of one fight that is impossible to beat for now real reason.
Having a long day at work, and then coming home to a screaming child it could be a limit.
For Midoriya Izuku his limit was reached with Bakugou Katsuki.
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Izuku grew up around his best friend Bakugou Katsuki. As little kids, they played together often. He called him Kacchan as a friendly little boy.
Kacchan was a little boy who was a little mean to people. Some little boys are like that. Usually, schools or parents would fix that. For Kacchan, they didn’t.
The school because he was a skilled kid. He learned to read early, was a bright kid and also got his Quirk a bit early. A very powerful Quirk enabling him to sweat a nitroglycerin-like compound that exploded. Not actual nitroglycerin, but close enough.
“A future hero.” the teachers would say. The school district was a low-ranking one and was desperate to get recognition.
Kacchan’s parents tried to correct him when they caught him being mean, but both worked long hours and struggled with trying to figure out when was too much. Both were victims of abuse from their own parents and worried over if it was too much or too little how they raised their son.
Then there was Izuku.
The doctor he went to said he was Quirkless. And everyone knew the Quirkless were worthless. No one cared about Izuku compared to Kacchan. But it was okay because while Kacchan was mean he wasn’t cruel.
Then it all changed. Izuku didn’t know why. He didn’t know why offering his hand to Kacchan made him angry. He didn’t know why Kacchan yelled. He didn’t understand anything.
Izuku became the joke. The punching bag of Kacchan and soon the rest of the school.
Freak. Worthless. Useless.
He felt small and tired and every day he dragged himself home feeling drained of energy. It was hard. It didn’t help that he had health issues. He couldn’t put on a decent weight. His skin often felt like it was burning up. Some days he couldn’t breathe he felt so heavy.
His mother worried. She was the only bright spot in his life. The only person to care. She fought hard for him.
When he was eight they tried to claim he was cheating on a test. He had to be, they argued.
She demanded they investigate properly, including calling in the investigators from the board who all had lie detector Quirks or Quirks that let them be able to tell if people cheated.
Six kids got caught.
None of them were Izuku and the school was harshly reprimanded for blaming him.
They tried to mark down his grades at age nine.
Inko dragged the board into it again and this time now, they had someone to watch over their marking. An idea from the head of the board given she had a Quirkless daughter herself and knew the patterns from when her daughter was in school.
Izuku knew she would do anything for him.
“Bet your mom fucking cries herself to sleep knowing she has a worthless Deku as a son,” Kacchan sneered at Izuku when they were ten. “She probably hates you you freak.”
They were at the park. Izuku just wanted to play on the swings. Kacchan was there with his friends- or lackeys whichever he preferred. Kacchan was convinced Izuku had followed him, convinced that he was so important to Izuku that he would waste his time like that.
Izuku was ten. He knew his mother loved him and cared for him deep in his soul and he knew Kacchan was lying. He was saying mean things to hurt Izuku.
He brought his mother into it.
Izuku stared at Kacchan… at Bakugou and felt something snap.
Everyone has a limit.
Izuku’s was his mother. And Bakugou crossed it.
It changed everything.
Izuku stared at Bakugou for a long time, enough that the other boy began feeling uncomfortable before turning and walking away. The single act was enough to startle the other boy, as well as the other two who were with him.
Bakugou watched Izuku go with wide eyes before scowling.
“Useless freak,” he grunted. He turned and stopped, suddenly feeling dizzy for a second before shaking his head. Probably didn’t drink enough water again, he figured.
Izuku walked home in a daze, feeling sick for some reason. He shivered as he tried to grasp the handle of his apartment door, laying his to hot head on the cold door and breathing in.
Why… why did he feel like that? He was fine. Angry at Bakugou, sure but he was fine earlier… you don’t get sick that fast. It wasn’t possible.
He managed to get the door open, stumbling into the apartment, his legs too heavy and his arms like lead as he tried to move.
“Izuku…” he heard his mother speak but he couldn’t respond, his tongue too heavy and a sudden icy cold sweeping through his body as his knees buckled.”IZUKU!”
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Inko dropped to her knees, a hand going to her son’s neck and checking his pulse.
Slow but steady. Good.
Oh, thank God.
She grabbed her phone from her pocket and dialled for an ambulance. She kept the phone to her ear as she tried to focus on five things she could see.
The couch. The book she had dropped in her scramble to get to Izuku. The ugly carpet she kept meaning to replace. The stupid wedding photo she kept meaning to throw out now that she caught Hizashi actually cheating thanks to his mistress finding out he was married. Izuku’s red shoes.
She could not panic. She could not panic.
Do not Panic! She hissed mentally as the phone connected.
“What’s your emergency?”
“My son collapsed. He was at the park and came home, just suddenly dropped when he came in.” Inko said. “His pulse is steady.”
“Alright,” the operator said soothingly. “And this can’t be his Quirk?”
“Izuku’s Quirkless. He’s had problems with kids using theirs on him before as a bullying tactic so it might be someone else’s but I don’t think so.” Inko reported. After she had gone after the fourth kid’s family they had stopped. She knew they kept doing so, she wasn’t stupid but Izuku wouldn’t tell her and the school played dumb. At least they stopped trying to charge her for new uniforms when she had also threatened them with demanding a release of all their videotapes, with the help of a friend at the law firm she worked at who had a Quirk that let him get ANYTHING deleted from a system.
“Shit,” she heard over the phone and sighed in relief.
Quirkless people were discriminated against. However, it was often in subtle ways most people didn’t think about. Microaggressions, her boss had told her when she came to him and asked for help understanding the laws to protect her son. Outright harm was sadly common as well, but luckily it was improper to do so. You could be an asshole but hurting them? Very improper and Japanese people hated being improper. So Izuku dealt mostly with microaggressions from adults. Children not so much.
Inko had gotten good at picking up people who would be cruel to him. And from the sounds of it, the operator was not one of them.
Giving the address, she stayed on the line while sitting next to her son.
The ambulance came quickly and she opened the door to wave them in. Three of them though only two came up the steps to her apartment. Her building didn’t have an elevator sadly, the building over two hundred years old before the time of Quirks.
They came into her apartment quickly and checked him over themselves, one of them frowning.
“... are you sure your son is Quirkless?” Asked a blue-haired female paramedic. Inko blinked.
“Yes. He was diagnosed at four.”
“How?” The other woman asked.
“The doctor said his toe joint-“ both paramedics interrupted her with groans.
“Ben!” The woman yelled, going to stick her head outside the open door to yell at their driver. “We got a possible unknown Quirk!” She told the man, while Inko stared in confusion before the other paramedic, a brunette man, spoke up.
“The toe joint theory is false. Got disproven about… five years back? Guess they didn’t call you in for a re-evaluation if your kid never showed signs.” Inko stared at him before she felt a very familiar feeling in her gut.
Anger. Raw hot anger curled its way up inside of her like a snake, filling her stomach with rage.
“Oh.” She hissed. “I see.”
“Well, you’re terrifying.” The man muttered as his partner came back in.
“My Quirk is Medical Check. I can tell what injuries people have. Your son is suffering extreme Quirk exhaustion. I’m talking probably one of the worst cases I’ve seen.” The woman told her. “He needs fluids, heat packs and the hospital. Now.”
Inko followed them as they took her son, pausing to lock her door as she ran after them to get into the ambulance. As she drove with them she began texting her law firm.
She had some things to do. Mostly plan on how to best terrify the doctor's office and potentially sue the doctor who misdiagnosed her son and never called back when the test was proven false. If it was possible anyway.
When they got to the hospital she put her phone away and ran after the cot when it was transferred to nurses, only being stopped by a nurse who needed her to fill out forms. She did so while her son was being checked over.
The forms were simple, though do once she ended up writing unknown in the Quirk box, including the words of the paramedic.
She then got directed to a sterile waiting room filled with magazines, other people and posters of heroes smiling and saying random messages that were supposedly comforting or something.
She waited quietly, eyes on the clock until a nurse came in.
“Mrs. Midoriya?” The nurse called and she stood, walking over to her. “Right this way. Your son was stabilized.” Inko followed the nurse who led her to a room where a doctor was looking over a clipboard, her son in a bed with multiple blankets, an IV line and what she thought were heat packs around him. It was a pediatric room, with bright walls and superheroes on them.
She thought he’d like it when he woke up.
“Ah, Mrs. Midoriya. I’m Doctor Aizawa.” The man offered his hand and Inko shook it. “Your son is… stable.”
“But not okay?” She asked.
“Okay is… harder to describe.” Said the doctor. He frowned, scratching his cheek. He’s handsome, Inko thought. Her worry for her son made her latch on to stupid details such as the man in front of her was handsome. Dark hair, dark eyes. Nice and tall. “Your son is suffering extreme Quirk exhaustion. In fact from his records we have on file it looks like he’s suffered it for years. It just happened to have fully kicked in now.” The doctor motioned to the bed. “His body temperature is extremely low and he shows signs of malnutrition but from what I understand you have been trying to help with that. Various vitamins and diets?”
“Yes. Are you saying he’s been suffering it for years but no one knew?!?” Inko demanded, heart in her throat and anger still in her gut.
“Quirk exhaustion can appear as chronic fatigue if it never reaches a serious point.” The doctor replied, looking at his clipboard again. “If the person white the right Quirk never checks it can be missed if the Quirk itself is passive. Like your son’s appears to be.”
“Do we know what it is?” Inko demanded, turning to look back at her son. He looked so small in the bed, swaddled up in blankets and heat packs. He shivered and her hands clenched. How was he cold, she wondered. How was he cold under so much?
“Sadly no. My Quirk enables me to stop the usage of Quirks on myself, so I won’t be able to tell.” The doctor said. Inko frowned, glancing at him and waiting for an explanation. “Part of my Quirk is that this way I am able to tell what a person’s Quirk is when they use it on me. I don’t know the full details but I can tell what it does in the basic terms.”
“And that’s why you’re a doctor?” Inko asked. He looked surprised and she blushed. “Izuku loves Quirks. He’ll probably ask you a million questions when he wakes up and ask to write it all down in a notebook. He loves analyzing.”
“Ah,” chuckled Dr. Aizawa. “Possible his Quirk deals with other Quirks then, that’s a common side effect. Becoming interested in other Quirks though usually it’s just wanting to know what they do. That was how it was for me and my cousin.”
“Cousin?” Inko asked.
“Ah yes. My cousin is a pro-hero. His Quirk enables him to stop other people’s Quirks when they’re working. He can erase all but mutation types. I was going to ask permission to contact him. I often do so in cases like this. As long as it’s not mutation he can tell what your son’s Quirk main purpose is.”
“Main purpose?”
“Some Quirks have multipurpose Quirks. For example, Tanaka- the paramedic you met- Medical Check enables her to be able to tell what someone’s medical concern is at the moment, but it also enables her to retain vast amounts of information on medical history and enables her to know what the exact tool needed for a patient is. It’s why she’s such a good paramedic.” Dr. Aizawa informed her. “We can figure out the main purpose and any side effects will then come later.”
“Thank you, please call him,” Inko replied and the doctor left, leaving Inko to wait by her son’s side, hoping he’d wake up.
He didn’t by the time a tall dark-haired man in a black jumpsuit stumbled in, a visitor badge on a lanyard around his neck along with a long scarf. Dr. Aizawa followed him, looking annoyed.
“Hello,” The man in the jumpsuit said in exhaustion. “I’m Aizawa Shouta, the Pro-Hero Eraserhead.”
“Eraserhead?” Inko asked. “My son knows you.”
“... what?” The man looked startled. Inko chuckled, unable to help it.
“My son. He loves heroes, wants to be one. He found out about you and just became obsessed. Said you’re a little like him, fighting with no Quirk.” The man blinked and then coughed, rubbing the back of his head.
“That’s nice.” He muttered. Dr. Aizawa snickered from behind him and his cousin shot him a nasty glare. “I’m going to use my Quirk to disable your son’s. I should have the basic idea of what it is then.” Inko nodded and watched as the man’s eyes went red and his hair floated up along with his scarf. When his eyes went to her son, she gasped, feeling a sudden dizziness. She stumbled slightly and grabbed the table she was sitting by.
“Mrs. Midoriya!” Dr. Aizawa cried out, going to check on her. She blinked and let him check her over as the other Aizawa dropped his Quirk and turned to them. “Was this her son’s Quirk?” Dr. Aizawa asked.
“Yes,” Eraserhead replied. “Her son has a bond type Quirk, meaning he forms bonds with people and I think boosts their Quirk.”
“Oh, is it drawing too much energy from him?” The doctor asked in worry. “I’ll contact a specialist in bonding Quirks.”
“Why are you spending so much time on this?” Inko asked the doctor. “I mean I’m happy, don’t get me wrong but… Izuku is just a little boy who had an unknown Quirk.”
“Bonding Quirks are dangerous,” Eraserhead was the one to reply, facing her. “Bonding Quirks that affect others? More so. There was a villain who had one over fifty years ago. By bonding with people he could heal them by passing the wounds onto others. He killed twenty heroes and over a hundred civilians.”
“There’s also the chance his bonding with others could be accidental and could have a villain bond to him and increase his Quirk,” Dr. Aizawa told her. “We need to be careful.” Inko nodded her understanding. “Shouta, can you stay on-site for a while? I’ll have to report this and in case a villain is tipped off…”
“I will.” Eraserhead promised before yawning. “I’ll sleep in the cot if that’s okay?” He asked Inko. “I had a case that had me up for the last few days.” Inko waved him to the spare cot in the room normally meant for parents and he collapsed into it with a groan.
Dr. Aizawa left to go and make his calls. Inko herself decided to go and get a drink from a machine, leaving the room quietly.
Walking down the hospital halls, she found her way to a vending machine where she put in some money to get a water bottle. Waiting for it, she heard a familiar voice from behind her. She turned to see a familiar blonde woman scowling at a blonde boy.
Bakugou Mitsuki and her son, Bakugou Katsuki.
Inko and Mitsuki used to go to the same high school, and were friends of a sort. Enough that when their kids were younger and they had learned they lived in the same areas, they started hanging out again. But Mitsuki was a model, and her husband a fairly popular fashion designer. Often they were out and about with work, meaning that Inko and Mitsuki were restricted to monthly meet-ups.
Inko didn’t mind. Mitsuki was a nice enough woman but she was a lot to handle.
“Calm down brat, the doctors said you were fine!” Mitsuki told her son.
“What do they know? My explosion was way less powerful than before!”
Inko suddenly knew. She stood there and watched the two and just knew. She knew deep in her gut what had happened.
As if in a trance, she walked up to them. Mitsuki saw her first, and a look of concern crossed her face. After all, she was in the pediatric part of the hospital.
“Inko! Is Izu-chan okay?” the woman asked. Inko didn’t answer, instead staring down Katsuki.
“Bakugou Katsuki.” she began in a very clear tone, controlling her anger. “What did you say to my son?” He froze, eyes wide before they darted to the side. Mitsuki began scowling.
“Brat! Didn’t I fucking tell you to leave Izu-chan the fuck alone! What the hell are you thinking, still being mean to your friend?!”
“They’re not friends,” Inko spoke up, still staring at him. “Izuku is a terrible liar but I can tell when someone explodes his belongings. I just never had proof.”
Mitsuki paled before her eyes flashed and cheeks reddened. She might have managed to become more affluent and gain a fair amount of money from modelling and fashion, but she grew up like Inko, terrified and constantly trying to make ends meet. Secretaries like Inko, even ones working for a law firm, did not make enough to cover replacing clothes all the time.
“Bakugou Katsuki,” Mitsuki snarled through her teeth and Katuski actually paled himself, looking at her. “We will have a talk later, young man.” she continued through her teeth.
The look her son carried told Inko that he knew the anger Mitsuki felt then wasn’t the fireworks or the cherry bomb temper his mother usually had. Loud screaming, and snapping, but then she was done. Got the anger out.
Her anger then was the colder anger she carried, born from years of abuse and terror she had felt as a kid.
“What did you say?” Inko asked him again.
“... Told him you didn’t love him and he was a worthless Deku,” Katsuki admitted. Inko closed her eyes as Mitsuki jerked away from her son, a look of pure anger crossing her face before her fists clenched.
“Bakugou Katsuki, me and your father WILL be talking about this,” Mitsuki grounded out, the words sounding as if it took everything she had not to scream them. “And expect a very lengthy punishment.” The shocked look Katsuki flashed her made Inko’s heart cold.
“My son came home from the park and collapsed,” Inko said. “Turns out the doctor used a test on him that was outdated five years back, but we were never called in for a revaluation. He came and collapsed due to Quirk exhaustion.”
“Son of a bitch.” Mitsuki whispered, her eyes widening. Inko nodded, still looking at the young boy.
Katsuki looked shocked before a look of pure anger crossed his face. His hands clenched and Inko wanted to shake him. How dare he be angry her son has a Quirk. How dare he look like that.
She didn’t though. Instead, she kept speaking.
“It's a bonding Quirk. When he bonds with someone, their Quirk increases, we think.” Her eyes flashed to Mitsuki who made a choked noise at what she said before Inko continued to speak, “A man who could erase Quirks temporarily came in and erased his. I felt dizzy and confused for a second, weaker.”
“... No,” Katsuki said, it clicking for him too. “No! THAT FUCKING FREAK HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MY STRENGTH! WITH MY QUIRK!” he screamed at Inko. A few nurses in the halls turned to look their way and a security guard who had been down the hall turned around. Inko didn’t move.
“If I’m right and he snapped the bond, then you owe him a lot. And you ruined it.” Inko told him before turning around. Katsuki screamed again but his mother moved him away from Inko, grabbing a nurse to speak and keeping a grip on her son as Inko walked away.
Was it cruel to say that to a ten-year-old? Inko wondered as she walked back to her son’s room.
Possibly.
But she didn’t regret it.
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Izuku blinked his eyes open, squinting at the bright light from the ceiling. He closed his eyes again, groaning as his brain felt like it was full of sludge, his mind struggling to understand what was going on. He was cold for some reason, but he could feel blankets on himself.
“Izuku!” his mother cried out, running to him from the doorway into his room. “You’re okay?”
“Mom?” Izuku slurred. He shivered, feeling cold, so cold. “Mom where am I?” Izuku asked.
“The hospital honey,” Inko told him, reaching up to run a hand over his head. “You collapsed after coming home from the park.”
Izuku hummed and then shivered again, wrapping the blankets around him as if he was a butterfly in a cocoon.
“I’m cold,” he whined.
“I know baby,” Inko said. She tucked the blankets in more as a doctor he didn’t recognize came in, along with a guy in a black jumpsuit holding a coffee mug.
“Ah, he is awake.” the doctor said. He bowed his head and introduced himself as Doctor Aizawa. “And this is my cousin Eraserhead.”
Izuku blinked at the doctor’s word, trying to understand. His mother looked at him with worry while the doctor walked over to check his temperature and check his vitals.
“... Eraserhead? THe hero?” Izuku asked, blinking rapidly. “I… I saw your fight with Angel Dust.” Eraserhead frowned.
“That fight?” he shook his head. “How did you find the stream?”
“I… I got hit by a classmate’s Quirk. Makes you stay up for days. Couldn’t sleep and found it.” Izuku admitted. The said classmate had actually hit him on accident and felt awful about it. Had been really nice until her family moved. He missed her, she had been one of the few who wasn’t scared off by K… Bakugou. He shivered again and wrapped the blanket tighter around him.
“Ah.” Eraserhead nodded. He fell silent after that, the doctor instead taking over.
“Vitals are fine. Core temperature is still low but slowly rising. If your theory is right Mrs. Midoriya, then it is possible part of the bond drew heat from the other boy and losing it dropped his own temperature.” The doctor said, causing Izuku to frown. He looked at the doctor, his head slowly feeling less foggy.
“Huh?”
“Izuku… honey. You have a Quirk.”
He wanted to throw up.
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A Quirk.
He had a Quirk all this time. Every single damn year since he was born, he’d had a Quirk.
And it was thanks to some stupid doctor who used an outdated test and the doctor’s office who never called he was tormented for years.
Izuku stayed under his blankets, not wanting to leave as Dr. Aizawa left, saying he had spoken to the specialist and they would come soon.
His mother left as well, heading out to speak with her boss and to settle things with the school.
“It sucks.” A voice from Eraserhead startled Izuku who had forgotten he was in the room, laying on the cot. “It sucks this happened to you. If you want to punch someone or scream I’m here.”
“... if people knew earlier everyone would want to be my friend. They will now.” Izuku voiced. “Like K… Bakugou. Everyone wants to be his friend even though he’s mean cause they think they’ll be cool with him.”
“Mhmm.” Aizawa hummed. “Me and Minato, your doctor, were in a foster home when I went to UA. When I got into the hero course they suddenly bragged about it, wanted to be around me and be my friend.” He chuckled a little. “I told them no. In unkind terms. Mostly swear words.”
Izuku snickered at that before falling silent. The two laid in the room together silently for a little while longer.
“...I don’t want to bond with Bakugou again. But if mom was right and he-”
“No,” Eraserhead said. He sat up from the cot he had been laying on to go and sit beside Izuku, staring at him. “You don’t owe him a damn thing. If you broke the bond, then it was over something you felt went too far. From what I can tell he’s been bullying you. You do not owe him friendship or respect or anything.” The older man told him, holding his eyes. “No one owes anyone anything.”
“But he wants to be a hero. And heroes need to be strong.” Izuku said. Eraserhead shook his head at that.
“Then he needed this wake-up call. Bullies don’t last long in hero courses if we can help it. It’s better he learns that his actions have consequences now than later when he’s older and in a hero course but gets removed from said course.” Eraserhead reached out to lay a hand on Izuku’s head. “You do not owe him anything kid. Don’t let him make you think you do.”
Izuku laid in bed, staring at the ceiling while Eraserhead went back to bed. He felt a sudden deep thought.
Eraserhead was right.
He didn’t owe Bakugou a single thing. He didn’t owe him his friendship, his time or his Quirk.
He was Izuku. He was going to be a hero.
And he owed him nothing.
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This spiralled off a Tumblr ask and I couldn't resist it. It was to much fun. I hope you guys are enjoying this! Also, yes. Tags are right, we get some Bakugou redemption later on though that will take a while. He's a stubborn brat.
The Aizawa/Inko pairing is the only one I have planned and originally it wasn't even planned. Just me kinda playing with a thought and oops, down the rabbit hole.
Little bit on Aizawa and his cousin: Both are related and were kept together due to this. Their parents were killed when Minato was about ten, and Aizawa was about seven. When Aizawa got into the hero course, Minato was just graduating high school. He got custody of Aizawa and the two left the foster home. Minato is the only medical professional OTHER then Recovery Girl that Aizawa trusts to treat him.
Minato will not play a huge role other then as a doctor and Shinsou's dad but you will get references to the man.
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some dumb bnha headcanons i wrote down during algebra last year
•uraraka floating to the ceiling and/or making furniture and other people do the same when she’s asleep
•shigaraki disintegrating doorknobs, toga thinks it’s hilarious, kurogiri has receipts with just,,,, DOORKNOBS
•that’s what afo really pays him for
•lmao like he pays him rest in peace oboro
•aizawa uses erasure unintentionally whenever he’s angry (or he does it on purpose because red eyes scare the kids and it brings him pleasure)
•dark shadow randomly joining in on class discussions and spilling tokoyami’s darkest secrets including his hawks shrine
•he and izuku make shrines together
•midoriya has freaky green lightening crackling up his arms and I’m trying to sleep, mr aizawa
•denki getting unnaturally jittery during thunderstorms. sometimes he causes a power outage.
•the man sucks the energy from power cables on a daily basis and charges his friends phones godbless
•katsuki’s banned from being sick because his sweat could cause the dorms to explode. same with his gym socks
•”why are these cats laying on me” -todoroki
•air conditioner and heater but he never feels like the right temperature, and it flares up (especially his ice) when he’s angry
•naomasa uses his quirk to his advantage whenever he can don’t lie
•he’ll know
•literally that’s his quirk
•sato is dorm mom, as we know, but,,, a quarter of UA’s budget is sugar for his cakes
•nezu gets some whenever sato bakes so he doesn’t really give a fuck that it’s taking all the school’s combat supplies
•momo shares her clothes with all of the girls especially ochako because the poor (no pun intended) girl is broke af
•tsuyu eats bugs and it freaks present mic and all might out but aizawa kind of vibes with it
•”TSU WHY ARE YOU LICKING YOUR EYES”
•kirishima accidentally using his quirk in his sleep and tearing his sheets by tossing and turning
•jirou has sensory overload and aizawa
has tea and blankets on standby send headcanon
•everyone loves shouji and he drinks respect women juice every day.
•he thinks he’s ugly but everyone loves him.
•sometimes his arms get in the way.
•doorways are a nightmare because his arms are so wide and he’s so fucking tall
•everyone just vibes with it tho
•secretly nicknamed kakashi
•”SHITTY NERDS HE’S OBVIOUSLY THAT STUPID GRUNT THAT KIDNAPPED PUSSY BOY SASUKE”
•”kacchan, you watch naruto?!”
•we know that mina sneezes acid
•that’s a recipe for disaster in itself
•sero loves this really old movie with this american hero named spiderman
•tape webshooters
•dispenser hair is brought into the shrine cult,,, but make it animal crossing
•”hey bakubro you really look like marshall”
•”WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY TO ME SHITTY HAIR I’LL KILL YOU AND STUPID DEKU”
•”kacchan i didn’t even say anything!”
•”YEAH, AND??”
•tokoyami has a grave for midoriya in the dorm courtyard just in case
•todoroki brings flowers there every day
•”um todoroki i’m not dead”
•”i know.”
•”what”
•aizawa puts all his kids in therapy
•mina’s therapist recommends television as a distraction
•”fuck” -aizawa
•the entire class ends up watching the entirety of subbed sofia the first
•aizawa kind of likes it tbh
•everyone screams when he mentions prince james at dinner: how the hELL DOES HE KNOW WHO THAT IS
•izuku nags bakugou to make katsudon every night bc it’s his favorite
•bakugou’s is really spicy like his mom’s, since inko learned the recipe from mitsuki
•sometimes bakugou WILL make katsudon for deku because he’s a closet softie and secretly feels bad for being so mean to izuku before everything at ua happened
•he won’t admit that but kirishima knows and thinks it’s sweet
•kiri is trying to get them to be friends again
•katsuki says NO. and dyes kirishima’s hair purple in retaliation
•in solidarity with shark boy, all of 1a dyes their hair purple
•even bakugou, eventually
•shinsou is really fucking confused
•the general studies classes think it’s because 1a wants shinsou in the hero course
•the support classes just think everyone in 1a is actually in love with shinsou because of his new abs
•i mean 👀
•izuku misses his mom :(
•at least he has his all might body pillow
•and all might who begs bakugou to burn it
•if it’s kacchan it won’t be suspicious
•”just ask for a hug kiddo I’m literally one building away???”
•1a adopts eri and she moves to the student dorms with her 19 siblings
•mineta literally just drops the hero course after the lov kidnaps bakugou he’s done with ua
•that’s what i did with my ap music theory class oops
•ua’s done with him
•kouta punches him in the balls on midoriya’s request
•he really is the future number one hero
•1a is slightly horrified because this is deku who cried over an ant dying
•actually he cries over everything
•which just makes them even more horrified
•but not opposed to it at all
•kirishima records it
•movie night is once a week and it’s the top pick
•shinsou moves to 1a with his “i have no intention of making friends” family
•rumours are it’s because of the whole hair dyeing incident
•no seriously, even aizawa participated, nezu had no choice at that point
•shinsou knows that it was just a prank that went too far but goes along with the rumors anyway just to fuck with people
•”yeah, i’m dating everyone in 1a”
•”WE KNEW IT”
•hatsume was the one who started that rumor btw
•eri has her newest big brother
•this one is very tired deku please force him to sleep
•mirio gets his quirk back and heads off to help at nighteye’s agency during school breaks
•but he comes back to visit 1a and eri so much that it’s like he’s not even gone
•halloween comes
•aizawa is dorothy from the wizard of oz because hizashi wanted to be toto
•all might risks his life
•”eraserhead! may i see those red heels of yours?!”
•he gets red eyes instead
•is it his quirk or are they just bloodshot??
•who knows
•shinsou dresses as “himself but happy” which is just foundation over his baggy eyes and a horrible yellow smiley face t-shirt
•eri is lemillion for all hallow’s eve and deku for halloween
•deku cries
•mirio also cries but only amajiki knows
•she tells aizawa that she had to be the heroes who rescued her this year, but promises she’ll dress as him next time because he’s her hero too
•aizawa cries to midnight and hizashi for three hours straight
•they didn’t even know he could cry
•hizashi freaks out because he thinks aizawa’s quirk malfunctioned or something and almost takes him to the hospital
•”i haven’t felt emotions in years, what are these children doing to me!!”
•midnight just awkwardly pats him on the back and gets him a beer
•then she goes back to playing candy crush so hizashi can handle it
•she’s on level 2,487
•todoroki is only one level behind
•he plays one level of candy crush for every time his dad is an asshole
•he downloaded it two weeks ago
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Unfortunate Soul Chapter 4
Hello again my lovelies, I’m truly sorry for the wait. Covid has really made a mess out of the airline industry which has really affected my job. I haven’t been able to get as much time has I would have liked to write seeing as I had to get a second job to make up for not being able to fly as much. But like I have promised in the past I will finish this story. Thank you for all of those that have left comments, liked and have even subscribed to my story. You truly have no idea how happy you all have made me, it truly gives me inspiration knowing people out there like my work. So Thank You So Much, I will see you next time.
I woke to the chatter of voices. I looked around my small white wall room and realized that I was in the hospital. I could see my parents talking in soft voices about what had happened the day prior. I stayed very still, giving the illusion that I was still asleep. I need to hear their conversation; I wanted to know what it was all about. I looked around the room and saw a few files on my bedside table; I know that those must be my potential mates.
"This can't be happening, Toshi. Izuku had so many dreams that he wanted to accomplish. Katsuki took that away from him! I can't believe that Katsuki would do something like this. I should have tried harder when I spoke to Mitsuki, and maybe we could have come up with a better solution than Izuku having to go through this arranged marriage."
"Shota, having Katsuki marry Izuku would have been the ideal plan, but do you want our son to be with someone that clearly doesn't want him. He may go along with it if we force him. But in the long run, it would be very detrimental to Izku's mental and emotional health, and God only knows if that kid turns out to be a complete asshole and causes physical harm to our boy."
"But an arranged marriage, Toshi. Don't you think that's a little bit extreme? Shouldn't we at least let him find someone that would be right for him instead of choosing for him?"
"Sho, Honey. It's the best solution. We can't wait any longer. The doctor already told us that he is already at the end of this first trimester; he will start showing soon. We are running out of time; our society will not accept him otherwise."
"Dad, mom. I really don't mind seeing what will become of this arranged marriage."
At my words, they both stopped and stared at me. Confusion mirrored their faces. I continued and hoped that they wouldn't stop me in the middle of my sentence. "Look, I understand what has to happen. I truly am disappointed that I can't marry my child's father, but if he doesn't want us, then fuck him. I'm not going to raise my child with a man that hates us both. Yes, Katsuki is the love of my life, but I have to do what is best for my baby."
Following my words, my mom came to sit on the edge of my bed. "I'm so sorry, baby. I wish this were not happening to you. And if I could change it, you better believe that I would. I wish you would have come to us sooner, then maybe things could have been different."
I reached out my hand to hold his with a small smile on my face. "I know, mom, this is all my fault. You and dad are the most important people in my life, but I was so scared that you would hate me and abandon me. Can you ever forgive me for not coming to you first?"
"Zuku, my boy. You have nothing to be scared of, your mother and I will always love you. No matter what happens. We will figure things out." Dad said as he also made his way to my bed.
"Now, don't misunderstand. This situation is not what we dreamed for you and damn Katsuki. He will not get away without being made responsible. You can be sure about that; your mother already informed his parents that he would have to pay you child support, but we believe it is best if you find another mate. I'll be DAMNED if I let that son of a bitch hurt you again."
I smiled at my parents, knowing that everything they have done has been for my well-being, and I know deep down in my heart that they would always be there for me when I needed them. I sat a little bit straighter on my bed and looked at the stack of files on my nightside table, the thought of meeting a complete stranger made me nervous, but I know that there was no other way. Kacchan would never change his mind about us, and I was too scared to raise my kid alone. Reaching over, I pulled the files to my lap and grassed my fingers over the covers. In these files were the names and photos of my future husband. Having the flies so close truly made my situation feel extremely real. There was no turning back now.
"You don't have to go throw them right now, baby. Just rest for today. Will let you sleep, and we will be back later to take you home." With a kiss on my forehead, my mom started heading to the door. "Sleep, my boy. You still have plenty of time tomorrow to go through those. It's best to go into this with a clear head." My dad ruffled my hair and followed my mom out the door.
Sighing, I looked at the folders again; this was it. The moment my life would change. I wonder what my future husband would be like if he would be understanding of my situation. The thought of him not accepting my child was heartbreaking. But I knew I would do anything to protect my baby, even if it meant marrying a man that I did not love. Picking the top file and placing the other two on the nightstand, I open it to the first page. The guy in the photo was around my age, with lovely corn color hair and a babyface. His tiny blue eyes had a scene of adventure and fun. They grabbed my attention instantly, which made his smile appear like a ray of light. He looked very handsome in his white shirt and green pants uniform. He was handsome, indeed.
Name: Togata Mirio
Birthday July 15, 2516
Age: 19
Birthplace: Chiba Prefecture
Quirk: Permeation/Formally
Occupation: College Student at Tokyo U
Favorite Color: Green
Favorite Food: Ramen
Hobbies: Comedy
He enjoys making people laugh and sees life as a beautiful adventure. He works part-time at an orphanage where he is well-loved.
With a small smile, I placed his file to the side and reached for the next one. Once I opened it, it blessed me with the most captivating face I have ever seen. He had a small smile on his face, but his beautiful blue and grey had so much sadness in them. It tugged at my heartstrings and made me want to know more about him. His beautiful white and red hair was unique in its beauty; it suited him well. The red mark around his left blue eye makes him intriguing and mysterious.
Name: Todoroki Shoto
Birthday: January 11, 2513
Age: 22
Birthplace: Musutafu
Quirk: Half Cold - Half Hot
Occupation: CEO Todoroki Industry
Favorite Color: Grey
Favorite Food: Cold Soba
Hobbies: Going to the gym and visiting his mother
He loves visiting his sick mother in a lovely home that was bought by him. He is a very loving and caring child and makes sure that his mother has everything he needs.
Knowing that he took such great care of his mother frankly spoke to my soul. I would do anything in my power for my mom, and it showed me that he had a kind soul. I reached for the last file, wondering what kind of man he would be. So far, I had two beautiful candidates, the anxiety that had been building over the past few days had started to lessen. Opening the last file, I see a man that was in desperate need of sleep. He reminded me of my mom with these heavy bags under his eyes. His dark purple eyes are so intense that it brought a shiver up my spine. He looks intimidating, giving off the impression that he has lived a hard life. His long tufts of indigo hair were messy and flaring out everywhere.
Name: Hitoshi Shinso
Birthday: July 1, 2512
Age: 22
Birthplace: Santana Prefecture
Quirk: Brainwashing
Occupation: Accountant for Angelic Hormonal Watch Monitor
Favorite Cool: Burgundy
Favorite food: Gyudon
Hobbies: Going for bicycle rides and playing with his cat named Mimi
He works very long hours as an accountant, which doesn't give him much free time. He enjoys going walking his cat Mimi in the park and going camping.
After reading his file, I understand why he looks so tired. I couldn't imagine being stuck in an office all day. Closing his file, I laid my head on my pillow and closed my eyes. Reading about these men had brought a little bit of hope into my heart. Being without Kacchan was killing me, the pain of his loss still too fresh, too new. But with time, I know that I could learn to like or even love one of my new suitors. Only time would tell.
That afternoon my parents came to pick me from the hospital. The weather outside was cloudy and cold in the autumn afternoon. The drive home was silent, which gave me plenty of time to let my mind wander. My mind was still reeling from the information I had read. They all seemed like good candidates. They all have something in common with me, Togata sharing my birthday or the fact that Hitoshi's love for cats just like me. The matchmaker listened to my mother's advice when it came to finding the right mate for me. The excitement of meeting them was overwhelming. My mom could see my excitement too. He turned around in his seat and asked if I was feeling well.
"Yeah, mom. I was just thinking about my suitors." At my words, his eyes widened, a small smile appeared on his face.
"So you read over their files. Is it worth getting to know them?" He asked me with pure curiosity. My dad was listening very intently for my answer.
"Of course, it is. Did you know that one of the guys shares my birthday? His name is Togata Mirio. He is 19, only a year older than me. He's a college student, but he works part-time at an orphanage. Then there is Todoroki Shoto, his 22 and is the CEO of the Todoroki Industry if I'm not mistaken, that's one of the largest computer companies in the world. The last guy reminds me of you, mom."
"How so, baby? He asked with a smile on his face, the look of confusion evident in his eyes.
"Well, he works as an accountant for dad's company, so he doesn't get much free time. His bags under his eyes can rival yours." I say, giddy. I was covering my mouth so I wouldn't laugh.
"I do not have bags under my eyes, young man." My comment on his beauty affronted him.
"Honey, it would help your health if you would take it easy once and a while. Zuku is just looking out for you." Dad tried to help but only got a nasty look from my mom.
"Nevermind all that, tell me more about this guy. What's his name?"
"His name is Hitoshi Shinso; he is 23. He loves going outdoors and has a cat named Mimi. If I were to be stuck in an office all day, I would love the outdoors too." I finished with a smile.
"That sounds fantastic, honey. The matchmaker sure picked out some quality candidates. I'm just a little concerned that two of them are a bit older than you."
"Sho, I'm three years older than you. What's the big deal?" He looks at my mom with a smile on his face. "It's not that different from us, and one of them is a CEO. You can't get a better mate than that." He turns his gaze back to the road; my mom gives up the argument. "All right, you win. I don't know why I even bother." Turning back around on his seat.
I start laughing at their antics. After all these years, the love they felt for each other was in every word they spoke. I wish that I could feel that way too. I look outside my window and see the city passing by; my thoughts on the man I love and the hurt I fell, knowing that he will never be mine. But there was hope, hope that one of these incredible men would fill my life with happiness, and after everything I have been through these past few weeks. I was looking forward to a new beginning.
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This fic was created as a pinch hit for the BKDK Katsuki Birthday Exchange 2020 as a gift to @kacchansass #bkdkbirthday
Happy Birthday, Kacchan
Summary: Izuku's trying to do something romantic for Katsukis birthday but Katsukis confused.
Fluff, reminiscing, BKDK, sexual situations.
A/N: Please bear with me, I had a small mishap where the cord to my laptop broke and I was unable to get my progress off of it before the battery died. I had to rewrite it from memory on my phone. The original will be posted when my new cord comes in.
*BKDK*
EDIT; I TOTALLY FORGOT. Minor movie spoilers. If you dont want to be spoilered, skip from Bakugou saying " That wasnt our first kiss..." and come back after the italics.
The sun filtered through the curtains, throwing highlights over dark green hair spilling across a black pillowcase. Bakugou Katsuki always made it his goal to wake up before his partner, claiming to like the peace and quiet, but in reality he liked watching the way Izukus nose wrinkled in his sleep. Today, his eyes were caught by his boyfriends freckles, he refused to admit it to anyone else, but to him they were like stars scattered across the sky.
His crimson eyes were soft as they glanced at the clock, growing wicked as he saw the time. The nerd had decided that they would start celebrating his birthday on the nineteenth, so they could have a whole day to themselves. He'd insisted that they be up no later than eight and it was now eight thirty. Katsuki leaned in, brushing a kiss over his boyfriends freckled cheek,, lips following his fingers as he brushed the wild fall of green behind Izukus ear.
" OI, DEKU!"
With a yelp and thud, the peaceful scene was ruined as Izuku flailed and fell in a tangled heap of blankets to the floor of their apartment. Some things never changed, and even after five years of being Pro-Heroes, and living together for four, he never failed to startled the shit out of his lover. Sometimes he wondered if Izuku had a blind spot where he was concerned, he was rarely taken by surprise by anyone else anymore. Blindspot or not, the ash blond would never get tired of the sight of his taller lover flailing like a fish. It served him right for having the audacity to be half a foot taller than him.
" What? Were we called? Kacchan why are you laughing..." Izuku was slowly trying to extricate himself from the blanket, sun warmed muscle dotted with freckles making an appearance as he untangled his arms. He would look like an oversized child as he stood, wrapped in their large quilt as he rubbed sleep crusted eyes, if it hadn't been for the scars that littered his body.
The birthday boy didn't bother answering, he just jerked his thumb at the clock, laughter dying out into a smirk as he watched bleary emerald eyes blink in confusion at the time then widen as coherent thought filtered in. He knew exactly when the light went on because those eyes widened in panic and his boyfriend launched himself towards the dresser, one foot trying to shake off the remainder of the blanket, like a puppy with a wet foot. Clothes launched themselves around the room as he dug through the drawers.
"Why didn't you wake me earlier? Get dressed, I hope we have enough time to do everything now, I tried to plan extra time in case we got distracted or called but..."
"Don't tell me what to do, I'm the birthday boy here, you better not forget that." With a cocky smirk, Katsuki tuned out his nerd as his words devolved into a mutter about time and plans, and the possibility of rain. The soon to be twenty-two year old had no idea what his boyfriend had planned for today, and of course he was fucking curious, but after the sheer disappointment on Dekus face the last time he'd ruined his own surprise, he hadn't even tried to dig. That didn't mean he wouldn't be an asshole. He made sure to stretch, loosening his muscles nice and slow before he started towards the closet to get dressed. He knew those deep green eyes were on him from the first crack of his neck, through the shoulder roll and into the lunge because the mumbled words had trailed into silence.
. " Aren't you getting dressed, De~Ku? We don't have much time right?" Katsuki said with a smirk before dropping his sleep pants and tugging on a pair of black jeans. He wasn't sure what was planned today, but with enough incentive he knew Deku would agree that birthday sex was in order today, as well as tomorrow. Their relationship may have evolved over the years, but they were both very physical people. They tested each other, got stronger and tested each other again, whether in their hero career or in the bedroom.
The blondes mind started to wander as he pulled his shirt over his head, only to have his thoughts interrupted by strong arms sliding around him, pulling him against his boyfriends hard chest. He tilted his head back, one pierced eyebrow raising at the taller male, the smile on Dekus scarred face was stupidly endearing.
" I never gave you your good morning kiss, Kacchan."
He was ready to roll his eyes- he didn't NEED a good morning kiss- when a large warm hand cupped his chin, tilting his head back into position for the taller man to press their lips together. He didn't need a good morning kiss, but he always wanted one. Stupid Deku always knew how to read him, even when he didn't want him to. The kiss should have been awkward, but they'd had years of practice, and their lips slotted together easily, the awkward position non withstanding. Even here, Katsuki was competitive, reaching up to fist a strong hand in his lovers green curls, taking control of the kiss. It was HIS birthday kiss after all, and he'd be the one in charge.
When they finally parted he licked his lips and pulled himself out of Dekus arms. He could feel himself going soft, warmth for his lover welling in his chest, and a smile tugging at his lips.
Bakugou Katsuki did not get soft when the sun was high in the sky. That was reserved solely for late nights and early mornings damnit.
" You're the one in the fucking hurry, get a shirt on and lets go." He knew Izuku was used to his swift mood changes, and the nerd was on some imaginary time crunch, so they should get going before he got even more time obsessed..
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The sun was even brighter outside, warming the otherwise chilly spring morning. It flickered through Izukus curls as Katsuki watched him from the passengers seat of their rarely used car. He had no idea where they were headed, so he spent the time watching his boyfriend take turns like a madman. From their personalities, most people would think Bakugou was the reckless driver, anyone who had ever been in a car with the heir of One for All could attest to the opposite. Deku drove his car the way he drove through life, with sheer controlled chaos... Katsuki wouldn't want him any other way
Bakugou Katsuki was in love with Izuku Midoriya. He had finally admitted it to himself after they had been dating for three years. He was just bad at showing it in any normal fashion. Thankfully, the nerd knew him well enough to realize that he wouldn't get many " I love yous" from the explosive ash blond. His contemplation of his boyfriends faults were interrupted by a question.
" Kacchan, what do you want for your birthday?"
Broad shouders shrugged as Katsuki tilted his head to the side. " It's a little late to be asking me that, don't you think Deku~" He smirked. " My birthdays tomorrow. Anyway, I think I told you what I wanted last time you asked,or did you forget, loser" The green haired man flushed crimson as he stopped the car in a parking lot. Katsuki knew he was thinking back to last week when he'd asked that question for the hundredth time while they had been in bed. The crimson eyed pro-heroes smirk widened as he remembered the event himself.
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" What do you want for your birthday, Kacchan?" Izuku had been sprawled on top of his boyfriend, knowing the other loved using him as a human blanket. Katsuki had become sick of the question. He didn't need anything for his birthday, so he hadn't even bothered to open his eyes as he moved, smirking as he answered.
"I have everything I want here in my hands"
Izuku Midoriya, six foot seven of broad muscle, and bearer of One for All had let out a surprised, and very unmanly squeak when he felt strong hands grip his ass roughly.
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" Yeah, you remember. so stop asking." the blush had said it all. He watched as Izukus brow wrinkled thoughtfully, smoothing out as he turned the car off. " We're at our first stop. Katsuki looked around unimpressed, the lot overlooked the river, but he didn't see anything special about it. There had to be something, or Izuku wouldn't have the excited look in his eye. He wouldn't be grabbing Katsukis hand and dragging him towards the water, wouldn't be fucking LEAPING OVER THE SIDE and dragging the other with him. When they landed- they were pro's and taking a fall like that was nothing-the irritable blond smacked his boyfriend in the back of the head. " Warn me next time! Now what the fuck is to special about this pla...." He paused as he looked around, red eyes narrowing as the broken shoreline brought up whisps of memory.
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"...You are a fucking idiot."
A soaked form in green was slammed against the ground with a muffled thud, wet curls sticking to a pale, freckled face as lips pressed hungrily together, relief mixing with adrenaline- ,
The newly minted Ground Zero felt like he couldn't get enough air. He had felt his stomach drop when he had seen his rivals limp body tossed over the barrier toward the water below. They had been chasing this villain for hours, and Deku had been taken by surprise. Katsuki had incapacitated the man with an aggressive AP shot and dove after his partner. The rescue had led to...
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"....You're a fucking sap." Katsuki could feel his face heat a little at the memory. It hadn't exactly been their most shining moment.
" Come on Kacchan, it was where we had our first kiss..." Izuku was smiling as he slid an arm around his waist. Katsuki shoved at his chest. " Because you almost died, and I was a dumb teenager... and it wasn't our first kiss." He looked up at his boyfriend with a shit eating grin. Izuku crossed his arms, flustered again.
"I don't remember that one, Kacchan...."
Katsuki did. Visions of a different shoreline flickered through his mind.
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Bakugou had landed hard, both of his arms were broken, so his attempts to get up resulted in him flopping like a useless fish. The pain was making his vision fade in and out, hyperfocusing on a mop of green hair. He could feel the thrum of Izukus quirk under his skin as he dragged himself painfully towards his rival. Bakugo Katsuki had dreamed of being like All Might as a child... The man who always won to save everyone, but not like this. Not with a quirk that was not his own...Not when Izuku wouldn't stand beside him. Having his rival as a foil had become important at some point. He rolled to his side, trying to lift his arm, he knew he needed dna to give the quirk back, but he couldn't. He was too weak. " FUCK this shit. take your quirk back you shitty nerd." the explosive blonde could taste blood on his lips and before he could think through what his exhausted brain had suggested, he was suiting though to action and lifting himself with his abdominal s to awkwardly press his lips against Izukus, cracked bleeding lips meeting cracked and bleeding lips as he thought hard about how much he didn't want this god damn quirk. He would make it to the top with his own power, or it wouldn't mean a damn thing....He hoped it was enough, he couldn't keep conscious anymore and slid off of his rival, darkness taking him.
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"Yeah, you were out like a light. Fine. he'rs the first kiss we BOTH remember. Why are we here"
Izuku looked sheepish. " I was hoping maybe we could kiss here again, without the near death experience?" The shorter male leaned into his boyfriends reach. " Kiss me, and lets get out of here..." He hated seeing the shuttered look in Izuku's eyes, but he had had nightmares about the incident that had gotten them together for years. He cursed internally, nails digging into his palms as Izuku kissed him softly and they made their way back up to the car. Katsuki punched the car, causing startled green eyes to fly up to his face. " Look...It's cute, but I don't like thinking about you dying." His nerd nodded, shoulders still tense and unsure as he spoke. "The next place we can walk to...so lets get some fresh air."
Katsuki preferred walking if he could,so he nodded and fell in next to his lover, shoulders growing tenser, and teeth gritting in anger as the silence continued. He finally reached out to grab Izukus hand, squeezing it tightly, though he wasn't looking at him. Deku better understand. Katsuki hated PDA with a passion, a kiss or two was fine but he didn't hold hands...unless he thought Izuku needed it. Even after four years of dating, he did it so rarely the public sometimes forgot that the Wonder Duo were a couple at all, something he knew weighed on Izukus mind. Katsuki didn't think that they needed to shout it from the mountaintops, but he was almost ready to, to keep his nerd happy.
The landscape was becoming more familiar as they walked, and Katsuki sighed as they moved past their childhood homes, and Izuku headed towards the school. He moved so he was walking slightly in front of Izuku and crossed his arms
" What is this, a trip down memory lane?" The chaotic being that was his boyfriend and hero partner just gave him a sweet, disarming smile, pulling out two passes into the school as he answered. " Something like that." The explosion user was a little surprised at how well planned this was...whatever it was. At this point he was along for the ride, so he followed his boyfriend out past the school proper, past the dorms where a new class was training to be heroes. They walked, following a path he hadn't seen in years to the mock up of a city, it didn't look any different than he remembered, the place having been repaired time after time. So much had happened here for them...
"I got permission from the school to rent it..."
"Ground Beta..." Ruby eyes met emeralds as they were assaulted by memories.
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"Fight me Deku" His emotions were in turmoil. He wasn't strong enough, Izuku had been the one All Might had chosen, not him...and Katsuki had been the one to cause All Might to lose his quirk forever.
Izuku was the only one who could accept and receive those feelings, the only one who could come near him in a fight, and Izuku had still lost to him.
Why? Izuku was weak, but he had been chosen by All Might...Katsuki was weak because he had been taken, but Izuku was weaker than him. The fight had been charged with emotion on both sides, it had been a crux of them overcoming the past and becoming true rivals...and eventually friends and lovers.
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Katsuki could see the light of challenge blooming in his boyfriends eyes, and he could feel adrenaline pumping up his spine. They moved like two predators, Pro-heros in their own right as they squared up a few feet apart. It felt familiar, the surrounding, the energy between them, but this time it was without the weight of confusion and sorrow. And the dialogue was different.
"Fight me, Kacchan" Izuku stood, feet apart, hand out in a come-at-me gesture as he waited for Katsuki to make a move.The explosive hero could feel small crackling explosions lighting his palm, as the excitement got the better of him. If this was what Izuku had planned for his birthday present then he fucking accepted. It had been far too long since they'd had a decent spar.
" Come at me, Deku"
Those were the last words spoken until the end of the bout, knowing each other as well as they did, fighting as partners for so long, they knew what the other would be doing intuitively. It was more like a deadly dance than a spar...or, if you were them, foreplay.
Moving on some unknown signal, Katsuki shot himself forward with barehanded explosions, pivoting midair to launch a kick at Deku's head. He felt air whoosh by under him as the taller man ducked and rolled under him, bringing his arm back around to block the retaliating blow. Each blow was met with a counter. The ash blond smirked as an air shot scored a line of blood across his cheek, exes glowing with excitement as he launched himself back to avoid his incredibly fast lover. Narrowed, alert eyes flickered over the battlefield looking for any weakness in his opponent. He saw it before Izuku. Something small tumbled out of Izukus pocket and the idiot dived for it instead of blocking. Katsuki took advantage of his mistake and pinned him face down against the asphalt. He leaned over his boyfriends prone body to whisper in his ear huskily. " I win...again."
He wouldn't have seen the small shiver that ran through the larger mans frame if he hadn't been looking for it. Katsuki was definitely ready for some birthday sex, and from the soft noise that escaped his partner when he ran his tongue over the selfsame ear he had just whispered into, so was Izuku.
So he was floored when his lover pulled away and whipped around, hand out, as if to keep a beast at bay.
Katsuki wanted to growl at getting denied, but the situation was so...stupid he snorted.
"What's wrong, Deku? We've done it in more public spaces and never gotten caught...and I know you wish I'd fucked you here back then..." He moved towards Izuku, gravelly voice seductive. Izuku took another step back.
"Kacchan this isn't what I came here for...I mean it is...but...not..." He was fiddling with the small box that had caused his loss in the first place, then stopped, back straightning. " You...said what you wanted for your birthday...was me right?" His eyes were pleading and Katsuki realized he wasn't just talking about for sex. He growled and looked away, shoulders tense and emotions riding high.
"Yeah....I mean. I already have you, you stupid Deku. You're mine." He reached out and took Izukus free hand, fingers lacing with his. He wanted to know what had the other so nervous. " What is that stupid box."
Katsuki Bakugou had never felt more like an idiot in his life when his boyfriend slid to one knee in front of him and opened the box that he'd been fiddling with.
The box that had plainly been a ring box the whole time.
"So...Yeah. I'm already yours, Kacc....Katsuki." The green haired giant stumbled over the words and shook his head. " Kacchan...So I can't give you anything but more of me...for the rest of our lives." The world seemed to hold it's breath as terrified green eyes met his and it hit him like a tidal wave what this whole day had been about. Izuku was proposing.
Well...Fuck.
The ring sitting in the casing was actually two rings. Two halves of a whole. -Just like them- They were about as manly as engagement rings got, tungstun steel bands with a single gem set in each band, one emerald, one ruby.
The blond didn't know how to process this. Of course he was going to marry the nerd, he'd just assumed he'd be the one asking. He could see his hesitation feeding that stupid insecurity his lover still carried and reached out his hand to snatch the box. He pried the rings apart and handed the one with the green gem out to Izuku with a slightly shaking hand.
"Youre supposed to put this ring on my goddamn finger right? Now give me your left hand Deku." He slid the ring onto his boyfriends left ring finger with a gentleness that belied his rough actions, and felt the slim band slide over his knuckle as Izuku followed suit. He pressed his forehead against Izukus, eyes meeting as a smile flickered across Katsukis lips, before eyes closed and their lips met.
"Happy Birthday, Kacchan"
Katsuki pulled away from the kiss with a snort.
" Shitty nerd getting yourself the better present for MY birthday" Katsuki crossed his arms cockily, the ring on his finger glinting in the afternoon sunlight. " I know I'm just that awesome." He ran his tongue over his lips. " But you did get me one thing I wanted..." The explosive heros arms moved to pull Izuku to his chest. " So I guess it's not too bad..." His hands slid down to squeeze his boyfr...fiances plump ass. " What do you say we celebrate this by giving me the other thing I wanted..." His smirk grew as he felt a twitch against his thigh, even as his boyfriends voice raised an octave. " HERE?"
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8 and 10 for the trash fandom questions >:) spare no detail
#8. What fanfic have you wanted to read/write but couldn't because it was full of too much Sin.
I don't let that stop me, I have a very detailed smut shot in the making involving Naga Izuku and Iida. Which does mean that Izuku has two, because snakes have hemi-penes, and Iida nearly short circuited. It was consensual and I made it very clear that both characters were fine with the act, always practice consent even if it's fanfiction.
My AO3 has a bunch of bookmarks to the spicy stuff, both hidden bookmarks and public ones, and I've even watched the sin semi in public(but it was also the walking dead so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯).
#10. What do you wish was cannon
Oh boy- jfsjfzjtdjts.
The walking dead is so bad that I would love to absolutely Overhual(👀 stupid false birb man get out of here >:[ plague doctor looking asshole with his stupid jacket that enrages me so much for no reason) the entire and probably kill off a bunch of people. But not best boi Glenn. He baby.
Anyways, Rick shoots Shane for his stupid shit with the barn because Shane was a risk to them all, Otis lives because he seems like he would've had a huge impact on the plot if he wasn't sacrificed, Carl could drink his respect women juice and not his dumb bitch juice for the first three seasons like damn >:(.
The group describes the clothes Sophia was wearing and Hershal's like: "Oh, we found her, but she was already sick so we put her in the barn." And that would've fixed half of the damn issues in season 2. Lori still dies in season 3, I don't like Lori, she's dumber than a box of rocks and a complete bitch.
They could stand to reinforce the prison walls in season 3, like, they know how to go on runs and get materials. After all Shane of all people managed to do it and he's a loud ass violent psychopathic fuck wad of used, expired, cunt condoms with the moral compass of a test waffle and an IQ lower than the room temperature when it comes to not being a dick. There's tons of things to salvage, vehicles, floorboards, metal sheets, most people aren't using their tires or cars anymore ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. They could've blocked off the area where the walls are down in the back of the prison. Chain link fences aren't the strongest, so they could've at least reinforced it with something other than logs.
The Governor, in an ironic twist of fate, gets bit by his daughter right off the bat or maybe one of the turned citizens when his stupid "city" falls. That would've spared a bunch of shit in season 4. Everyone's originally already like "let's leave Rick and his people alone, they've got plot armor." Until the Governor walks in and kills a bunch of people and takes back leadership even though he said he was done with that.
The one psycho child dies. Fuck her, she tried to kill Judy(I think that's what the baby's name is) and also killed her sister.
Andrea was useless. So was Amy. They both did exactly shit fuck all, also, Andrea is a bitch. Amy bites her after she turns before Andrea can put her down. She's left with Jim while the rest of the group is traveling to the CDC.
Tara's pretty cool, but she also can't shoot for shit. Plus her girlfriend goes crazy. She can stay tho, she's like Carol.
As for BNHA?
All Might dies, he's got issues and is just a shitty person behind his doofus front. Just yeet the bastard.
Mineta can be in Gen Ed idk how he even got into the hero course. Shinsou takes his place.
Other than that nothing comes to mind rn :>
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The Gamer Hero, Deku Chapter 5
A/N: Thank you guys for all your likes and comments! I noticed that a few people might have been a little confused about The Gamer... it's an element from a Korean webcomic. The only reason why this wasn't listed as a crossover earlier is because I couldn't find it in the category thing. That being said, there are few other things I'd like to say to some of the commenters:
To Octopie21 and origamishishou: The reason why Midoriya hasn't put All Might, Bakugou, and Inko in his party is because he doesn't want to constantly have people in his party. And it simply didn't occur to him anyway... and it may or may not have not occurred to me as well...
To Spidja: +10 points!
To ZaynNaz: You're totally right, I'm sorry. I sometimes put more flowery words in my writing, so that just slipped in. Don't worry, I'll try to deflower Midoriya's internal monologue in the future!
To Shadow-DJ: ಠ◡ಠ
To sunsetskywrites: I'm probably not going to include any ships. There are pairings in BNHA that I ship, but I don't think I'd be able to add them in without it being forced, so... :/. I might eventually make a shipping fanfic, though.
And finally, to everyone who asked me to post another chapter of this fic: ಠ◡ಠ
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My alarm sounded. I yawned and turned it off. I hadn't had to sleep in a while, so that was a little weird. I blinked the sleep out of my eyes, then looked at the text box that greeted me.
You have slept in a bed! Your HP and MP have been restored, and any negative status effects have been cured!
"Huh," I said. "I'm probably never going to see that again. Good to know, though." I sat up and did a few stretches to get myself moving. Remembering what I had done last night, I whispered, "Halitus." My new elemental appeared from nowhere, sitting on my bed and now about as big as a regular eight-year-old boy. He was, at the moment, in his incorporeal form, which I now somehow knew would cost me nothing to use unless I started using him to control the air around me. I could summon him to a corporeal form, but that would require a steady mana cost. "H-hello," I said cautiously.
"Hello, master," he replied. His voice didn't seem to make any audible sound, but I could still hear it in my head. "What do you need of me?" he asked.
"Nothing, for the moment. I just wanted some company, and to maybe ask you a few questions." I looked at Summon Basic Elemental. The skill had gained a level off of the summoning ritual, but now it was ever-so-slightly increasing over time now that I had Halitus out, which was good.
"What do you need of me?" I got up and started to walk to the kitchen. Unfortunately, today was a school day, so I couldn't stay at the beach all day and grind no matter how much I wanted to. My training options were really limited at school, but I'd have to make do.
"What do you know about me?" I asked.
"You are Midoriya Izuku. You are my master. Our souls are one." He... did not waste words, did he?
I blinked. "Is that it?"
"Yes."
"What do you know about the world?"
"There is air. The air moves. People are noisy. This place used to look different." I idly wondered if the way he talked was something that all elementals did or if it was just Halitus.
"...What can you tell me about yourself?" I asked as I made myself breakfast.
"I am air. I move the air. Our souls are one." I sighed. This might be difficult.
"Who are you talking to, Izuku?" my mom asked.
"Oh, right," I said. I manifested Halitus, watching as air swirled around to give him a body. "You remember Halitus, right, mom?"
"Izuku, dear, I don't think I could ever forget what happened last night," she told me.
"Right," I said. "Sorry. I was just asking Halitus some questions about himself." Halitus gave a small nod of his head when I said his name.
"Oh, right. H-hello, Halitus?" she said uneasily.
"I am pleased to meet you, mother of master," he replied. Now that he was corporeal, his voice was audible.
"Please, call me Inko," she laughed.
"Of course, Inko-sama."
Mom sighed. "You... '-san' will do."
"Yes, Inko-san."
"Halitus, what exactly can you do to 'move the air,'" I asked.
"You give me mana and I can control the air in any way you want. My range currently has a radius of roughly one hundred meters, and it will increase as my power grows. My power will increase as your power grows."
"Okay," I said. "Do you know what my Quirk is?"
"I know not what a Quirk is. I know nothing of how the world is now."
"Oh," I said. "I'm going to have to fill you in on a lot, aren't I?"
"If that is what you wish, master."
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I ended up talking to Halitus as I walked to school. For whatever reason, Kacchan didn't meet me when I passed by his house like he'd started doing after we made up, so I just moved on. I'd made Halitus incorporeal before I left the house because I felt like maybe creating a sentient being made of air mana might be pushing public Quirk usage laws a little far. "...and that book was how I was able to summon you," I finished. He said nothing. I was about to say something when he suddenly jerked.
"Master, someone is rapidly approaching," he told me.
"HEY DEKU!" a familiar voice yelled. "WAIT UP!" Kacchan ran up to me, panting a bit. "You were just gonna leave without me, asshole?"
"I thought that maybe you were sick when you weren't waiting for me," I told him.
"Then check with that elemental of yours or something. He's gotta have some sort of air-sensing power."
"I only got Halitus last night," I told him. "I don't know everything about him yet. Why were you late anyway?"
He snarled. "Fucking alarm clocks. Sometimes they just spontaneously combust and shit."
"You blew up your alarm clock again, didn't you?" I sighed.
"Fuck off! This time it wasn't me!" Was it just me, or was he glaring at the air? "Well, not... directly me, anyway... Enough of that shit. Want your book back?" He handed my journal back to me.
I nodded. "Thanks, Kacchan."
He snorted. "What, didja think I was gonna fucking blow it up or drop it in a pond like some asshole?"
I gave him a blank look. "You did that to one of my hero journals."
"Shut up," he said. "Hey, I gotta talk to you about something after school."
"Okay. We can meet on the beach after you're done with detention." Kacchan had blown up at some bullies who were trying to taunt me about how long it took for my Quirk to develop and had ended up in detention because of it.
"Fuckin' detention," he sighed. "Meetcha there."
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School was boring, as usual. Because I had to study to increase my INT, I was already miles ahead of every class. My INT also meant that my memory was more or less eidetic, so I didn't have to worry about forgetting what it was. So long as I paid enough attention in class to know what was going on, I'd be free to let my mind wander to more exciting topics, like how I now had an air-controlling spirit for a minion. I'd figured out in Homeroom that I could communicate with Halitus telepathically, like he did, and used that to test the limits of what he could do throughout the next few periods without anybody asking me why I was muttering to the air... though to be fair I did mutter a lot, so they might have just dismissed it as "Deku being Deku."
I found out that Halitus could passively sense all of the air within his range. While he couldn't transfer the information directly to my mind, he could just tell me where everything was. He could also tell how the air was moving, allowing him to not only feel the wind, but air temperature and sound traveling through the air as well. I discreetly figured out that one MP was worth about one newton of force when it came to Halitus' air moving, so I unfortunately couldn't use it for sustained flight yet. After I was done figuring out what Halitus' limits, I went back to what I normally did during my classes, thinking about my skills. "Maybe I could do something to change Healing Hands," I thought. "If I try to reverse the flow, maybe I'll get some sort of life-draining skill. If I put more mana into it and change how fast it heals, that'll make a regen spell. Actually, could it be possible to change the effect from healing to some kind of buff? If I could make buffs that'd be so useful, plus I could try to do it in reverse to make debu-"
"Midoriya-kun, stop muttering!" my eighth-period teacher yelled at me.
"Ah, sorry!" I said. "I've gotta stop doing that," I thought. A few minutes later, the bell rang and I was finally free to go to the beach and work on my skills.
xoxoxo
I concentrated on my glowing hand as I hauled the tire over to the edge of the beach. The mana in it was primed to flow into the body of whoever I touched it with, giving them life energy. I felt that power, concentrated on it, then forced it to invert. Ping!
A skill has been created through special action! By reversing the effects of 'Healing Hands,' the skill 'Draining Hands has been created!
Draining Hands (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 50
The power of a greedy soul to take life force from a victim's body, converting it to mana.
50 HP drained, removes minor positive conditions.
Any HP drained by this skill is added to the user's MP. The user can choose to gain any effects removed by this skill.
I stared at the ominous purple glow that my hand had taken. It wasn't the best skill, what with the fact that it cost as much as it healed, but I was sure I could train it up so that it was better. "What's that, young Midoriya?" All Might asked. He was sitting on a folding chair in his civilian form nearby.
"I just made a life-draining skill from my healing skill," I told him. "I wanted to test out a hypothesis that I had. I guess now I could use this on myself to train my Healing Hands skill."
"Of course, that's a good idea. Just make sure to keep an eye on your HP and don't use it on others unless you have to."
"I wasn't planning on it," I said hastily. "I was, however, planning on seeing if I could make new skills from Healing Hands. I'm going to try to do something else that I thought of." I canceled the Draining Hands and switched back to Healing Hands. I let the mana build up and concentrate, then thought of something. "If I'm using this much mana, then I can properly stabilize it into projectile form, like with Mana Bolt. Having a ranged healing skill would be even better than a touched base one." I made a few modifications, then said, "Can I test out a skill on you? It shouldn't do any damage."
"Sure, but could you please be careful just in case?" I nodded, then shot a pulse of green light from my hand at All Might, causing him to glow slightly green for a second. Thankfully, he didn't appear to be hurt. Ping!
You have made a new skill. What will you name it?
"Regeneration," I said.
Regeneration (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 200
A skill that causes the target's body to heal itself over time.
Target regains 5 HP every second for 2 minutes.
Skill can be fired with a range of 10m with an additional 10 MP.
"It worked!" I shouted. Ping! I stopped working. "Huh?"
For creating multiple skills, you have received the title 'Skilled Gamer!'
"What's wrong, young Midoriya?" All Might asked.
"I just got a title. Hang on, let me see something." I opened my status screen. My title was still The Gamer, but now there was now an arrow on the box with my title, like when you can click on the box to bring up more options. I pressed the arrow, and it showed a box that had two titles: The Gamer and Skilled Gamer. "It seems like I can get new titles by doing certain things. I'm going to see if it has some sort of bonus or something." I Observed both of the titles.
The Gamer
The first title bestowed upon the one with the power of The Gamer. Has no special effects.
Skilled Gamer
The title given to a gamer who likes to make new skills.
15% bonus to skill experience.
"And?" All Might asked.
I equipped Skilled Gamer. "The title that I just got gives me more skill experience and my original title, which would be the default title, did nothing. I'll probably get more titles with different effects by doing significant enough things, which means that I could get even more skills."
"That's excellent, young Midoriya, but for now could you get back to work? It seems that that's all that that is for now, so you should continue with your training."
I picked the tire back up. "Of course!" I remembered the other skills that I wanted to make. I concentrated on Regeneration, but this time, instead of making the mana heal, I tried to make it reinforce the body. It clicked, and I applied it to myself. A blue light spread over my body and I felt the protection come over me.
You have made a new skill. What would you like to call it?
"Defense Up."
Defense Up (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 150
A skill that uses mana to defend the target's body.
Reduces damage taken by 5% for 2 minutes.
Skill can be fired with a range of 10m with an additional 10 MP
I nodded to myself. "This will be useful. I should probably make other buffs to go with it." I concentrated.
You have made a new skill. What would you like to call it?
Attack Up (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 150
A skill that uses mana to strengthen the target's offensive power.
Increases damage dealt by 5% for 2 minutes.
Skill can be fired with a range of 10m with an additional 10 MP
You have made a new skill. What would you like to call it?
Speed Up (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 150
A skill that uses mana to increase the target's speed.
Increases movement and attack speed by 5% for 2 minutes.
Skill can be fired with a range of 10m with an additional 10 MP
Through the creation of multiple complex skills, your INT has increased by one!
I grinned. Even if it would be a drain on my mana to keep them all up simultaneously, the fact that I had them meant that I could increase my stats if I ever needed to, plus I could buff others. Not to mention, the fact that they had an alternate casting mode meant that they might have the potential to get more casting modes, which would be extra useful. "Still, even with these buffs, it might be good to also have debuffs just in case." Just like with Draining Hands, I inverted the mana effects to see if I could make them into debuffs.
You have made a new skill. What would you like to call it?
Defense Down (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 150
A skill that uses mana to weaken the target's body.
Increases damage taken by 5% for 2 minutes.
Skill can be fired with a range of 10m with an additional 10 MP
You have made a new skill. What would you like to call it?
Attack Down (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 150
You have made a new skill. What would you like to call it?
Speed Down (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 150
"I think I'm good on buffs and debuffs for the moment," I said. "What should I work on now?" Suddenly, the BGM changed to Kacchan's image song, followed by Kacchan greeting me.
"Sup, Deku! We gonna talk now?" he asked as he ran up to me.
"Ah, young Bakugou. Welcome back," All Might said.
"What did you need to talk about, Kacchan?" I asked. He grinned, then held up his hand. He made a small explosion, the fire of which somehow stayed after the explosion ended. The fire grew, then swirled down to the ground beside Kacchan, where it condensed into the form of a young girl. I gasped. "What?"
Kacchan grinned wider. "You remember what you said about how you felt like other people should be able to use mana and stuff? I just proved you fucking right!"
"Kacchan, that's amazing!" I exclaimed. "The implications of this... You might have just revolutionized everything!"
"I know I'm awesome, Deku, you don't need to tell me what I already know," Kacchan said smugly. Honestly, I think he was underselling what he did, if anything.
"Uh..." We both turned our heads to see the source of the noise. All Might was standing there, his mouth wide open and blood pouring out. I quickly walked over to him and used Healing Hands on him. "Thank you, young Midoriya. Young Bakugou, it seems that you've discovered that anyone can, with enough practice, use magic. This is something that I'm going to have to call in. You two don't have to worry about anything, though. For now, why don't the two of you get acquainted with your elemental powers?"
"Right," I said. I summoned Halitus to my side. "This is Halitus, as you know. What's her name?"
"Hello," the fire elemental said. "My name is Pyra. I'm pleased to meet you, Midoriya-san, Halitus-san." She gave a small curtsy.
"Greetings," Halitus said. "My name is Halitus."
Kacchan smirked. "Hey Deku, wanna have a spar using only elemental spells?" he asked.
"Sure, Kacchan," I said. We got on opposite ends of the part of the beach that we'd cleared away for sparring matches. "Let's begin," I said. Kacchan immediately lifted his hand up so that his palm faced me. An orangey glow began to come from his hand, and a ball of fire erupted from it and shot at me. I had Halitus block it with a small vacuum, causing it to snuff out mid-flight. "What was that?" I asked.
"How the fuck did I figure that out first?" he asked. "Use your affinity on your mana, dumbass!" I blinked, then slapped my forehead. Of course I could do that. I held my other hand at him and gathered air-charged mana. I shot a small ball of pressurized air at him, a popup telling me that I'd gotten the skill Air Shot. "Now you're getting it!" he yelled excitedly. He shot a volley of fireballs at me, which I dodged some of and had Halitus block the rest. Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I got a notification from Sense Danger that reminded me that Kacchan also had an elemental. A fire elemental. And I just let him light a fire. I dodged out of the way of the lances of flame that shot at me from where the fireballs hit the ground. I needed to increase my speed, but I couldn't use Speed Up because it wasn't elemental. As I used an Air Shot to blow the fire back, I got an idea. I gathered some air mana and let it spread over my body, combining with it.
A skill has been created through a special action! Unifying the body with nature's power has created the skill 'Elemental Aura' to empower oneself with the elements!
Elemental Aura (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 100
The combining of one's body with elemental power grants abilities according to that element. Power changes as the caster's INT, WIS, skill level, and elemental affinity grow. Only possible for those attuned to the elements.
Additional 100 MP used per minute.
Air Aura: Increases movement speed by 30%, increases jump height by 15%, increases DEX by 10%, user can generate wind and expend more MP to increase wind generation.
I felt myself speed up as a green glow spread across my body. Unlike with Speed Up, the glow didn't stop after I cast the skill because it was still active. I charged toward Kacchan, a combination of my running and the wind I was generating creating a cloud of sand behind me that smothered and blocked the flames. I threw a punch at him before he could get the chance to cast any more spells. He caught my fist with one hand, then started laughing maniacally. "HAHAHAHAHA! That was a fucking good one, Izuku!" I blinked. Did he just use my real name? "Let me guess, you cloaked your body in air mana to give yourself some sort of elemental boost, huh?" He chuckled a bit, then his grin grew to a toothy smile. "Is this what it feels like to be proud of someone else? I'm gonna have to step up my fuckin' game if you keep pulling shit like this, you know? How 'bout I start..." as he said that, a fiery glow began to envelop his body, and I could feel sweltering heat from his hand. "WITH THIS!" With that, he threw my hand back and punched me in the chest, making me fly back farther than I'd have thought he could. While I was staggered, he darted forwards with a speed I could barely see, then started pummeling me when he got to me. I couldn't find any openings, but then I had an idea. I overcharged my Air Aura, causing it to explode in a burst of wind that sent Kacchan flying back.
A skill has been created through a special action! By overcharging the skill 'Elemental Aura' to the point of explosion, the skill 'Elemental Burst' has been created!
Elemental Burst (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 200
The power of the elements can be too much for one to handle in great enough amounts. This skill turns that weakness into a strength by generating a burst of elemental mana.
Elemental Burst is strengthened if used while Elemental Aura is active, but destroys Elemental Aura when used.
I dropped to the ground as Kacchan was sent flying. Air obviously wouldn't work on Kacchan's fire aura, so I needed to use something else. I concentrated on the sand beneath my fingers, feeling it interact with my mana.
Earth Affinity: 10
I grinned. Kacchan didn't specify that I had to use air magic, just elemental magic. I looked at my mana, seeing that it was still high enough for a fight. I cloaked myself in earth mana the same way I'd used Air Aura.
Earth Aura: Decreases damage taken by 30%, Increases damage dealt by 15%, increases VIT by 10%, user can generate shockwaves and expend more MP to increase shockwave force.
This time, the mana that enveloped me was brown and cream-colored, like desert camouflage. As soon as I was done, Kacchan came rushing at me again and threw a punch at me with a kiai. This time, I blocked it with my arm, causing him to wince as his fist met my hardened skin. I punched him in the gut in return, which knocked the wind out of him. I took a step forward as I backhanded him, the combination of the shockwave and the strike knocking him over. He did a move that looked almost like he was breakdancing when he hit the ground, except he generated a wave of fire with the sweeping movements as he got up. I stomped, sending up a wave of sand in front of me to block the fire. It gave me an idea, so I used earth mana to compress some of the sand into rocks, which gave me a popup that said that I got the skill Rock Throw. I shot the rocks at Kacchan so that he had to dodge them instead of charge at me again. As he dodged, I ran towards him. He saw me and smirked as he began to run towards me. When we met, we both punched each other in the face, knocking each other down. We groaned simultaneously. "Draw?" Kacchan asked.
"Draw," I agreed. I placed my hand on his chest and started to heal him. "Before you say anything about not needing it, I need to practice with Healing Hands with every opportunity to make it more powerful."
"That's fine," he said. He was quiet for a moment, then said, "I really am sorry, Izuku," without any of the usual prickliness in his voice. I was so startled at him using my real name that I almost shot him in the chest with a Mana Bolt.
I sat upright. "D-did you just use my real name, Kacchan?"
"'Course I did," he said. He didn't sit up, but just stared at me. "I'm trying to be serious. Yeah, I was trying to get you to give up on being a hero because I didn't want to see you get hurt, but that doesn't excuse how much of a fucking asshole I was about it!" He slammed his fist into the sand. "I just... I just got so angry when I thought about you getting hurt doin' shit like that, and I took it out on you. That was shitty of me, Izuku." He sighed. "I must be the fucking worst at being a hero."
"It's okay, Kacchan," I told him. "Yeah, it sucked, and yeah, nothing will change the fact that you did it, but at least now we can move forward and work on our problems together." I smiled at him. "Also, I'm pretty sure that the title of 'The Fucking Worst at Being a Hero' goes to Endeavor."
Kacchan cackled at that. "Fucking good one, De-Izuku. I needed to hear that."
"You can call me 'Deku' if you want to, Kacchan," I offered. "I don't mind. The name's actually kinda grown on me."
"Whatever you say, Deku." He got up and did a few stretches. "Now let's blow some of this junk up!" He punctuated his statement with a blast of his Quirk.
"Actually," I said as I got up, "I had an idea that I want to test out." I held out my hand and concentrated. If I could make a shield out of mana, then why couldn't I make a sword? The mana built up and solidified, forming a katana made of blue mana.
Bound Blade (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 50
Weaponry is certainly useful, but may not always be readily available. This skill allows the user to forge weapons from their own mana. This skill can only be used by those with excellent control over their mana.
Extra 50 MP used per minute per weapon.
Max number of weapons: 1
"Did you just make a sword out of mana, Deku?" Kacchan asked. "That's pretty fucking badass."
I nodded, then concentrated on the sword. "Maybe I could add elemental mana to it..." I muttered. I turned my Air Aura on, then made it extend to my sword.
Elemental Weaponry (Active) LV1 EXP 0.00% MP 50
The body is not the only thing that can be empowered by the elements. This skill allows the user to give the armaments they wield the power of the elements.
Additional 50 MP used per minute.
Air Aura: Increases cutting power by 30%, increases attack speed by 30%, allows user to generate wind from weapons as with Air Aura.
Earth Aura: Increases striking power by 30%, increases shock absorption by 30%, allows user to generate shockwaves from weapons as with Earth Aura.
I sped towards a nearby fridge and cut through it like it was made of butter. Two pop-ups told me that I'd gotten the skills Sword Mastery and Power Strike. "FUCK YEAH!" Kacchan yelled. "That's the sort of shit that makes me regret ever thinking you couldn't be a hero, Deku!"
I smiled. "Thanks, Kacchan. If you want, I could try teaching you some of my spells and see how good you are at them." The massive grin he gave was all I needed to know that he'd take me up on that offer.
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A/N: I feel like this might be obvious, but I really like element-based powers. To those of you who are wondering, the reason why Bakugou isn't being a total douche to Midoriya is because he didn't feel like Midoriya was lying about his Quirk. In canon, it was just dropped on him that Midoriya had a Quirk in the middle of Aizawa's test, no explanation. This time, he heard ahead of time that Midoriya found his Quirk and that he was a late bloomer, so he didn't feel as betrayed. That, and it's already been proven that Midoriya can bring out the best in others. *Pokes Todoroki and Iida in their cheeks.* Also, I tried to cut down on the amount of skill text there was, so I only put in text that I thought was necessary. Figured you guys didn't want to have to read all of that. And I didn't feel like it.
So yeah, that. Hope you all liked this chapter!
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may i request a monoma x reader where monoma thinks reader likes someone else?
This smug bih is jelly af
(Readers quirk is taking over someone's quirk by touching them for as long as they want. They don't use there quirk but control how the opponent uses it.)
MONOMA NEITO slammed his locker shut more aggressively than usual, catching a worried glance from Kendou. She paused her conversation with a vine haired girl and glanced over.
“What’s your problem now?” She almost groaned puffing out her cheeks. The blonde just shrugged and said it was nothing. He trudged along the long school hallway alone.
No he was definitely on edge about something.
He’d developed an ’ infatuation ’ with some 1A female that participated in the Sports Festival. He was interested by her before, but seeing her be amazing on the battle field seemed to just put fuel in the fire. His fire anyways.
Now, he had a crush on you. Especially since you were patient enough to start up some small talk with him while watching some other students fight it out. He was beyond surprised, not showing any of it on his face of course..
He r e a l l y wanted to hear more of your voice.
But than he realized something, you’ve been talking to that ‘Bakugou’ kid he pissed off at the festival. A lot. Like more than an average person (or Kirishima) could handle, the guy was barely even sociable 90% of the time! So why were you putting up with him instead of Monoma!
Thoughts were rushing in and out of his head, the teachers lesson not even reaching his ears. The ringing of reasons for 'her’ to like Bakugou were far too loud.
Did you like him?
Did he like you?
Were you dating…?
On the inside, he was furious. That dude was a total lunatic with some stupid superiority complex. What does Bakugou have that he doesn’t that you find so appealing? He kinda felt sick, the nausea causing his internal anger to dissipate into worry almost immediately.
His ears were so deaf to the background noise of his surroundings, an orange haired girl had to poke him with a pencil.He was sent a few glances from students, the teacher had asked him a question. 'Shit.’ He hastily smiled politely asking him to repeat the question.
“I said, did you get all that?” He felt sweat trickle down his neck.
“Yes sir.” His smug expression definitely was conflicting with his nervousness on the inside.
After getting out of the classroom way too early for some reason, Kendou filled him in on the instructions for the training today. They were meeting up with class 1A for a training exercise. His ears perked up, now he was kinda excited.
He’d get to talk to you again.
“Pfft I don’t know why, something about team work and adapting to the people and your surroundings and different unknown quirks of others….. you know the deal.” He thanked her and they headed to the arena together. It was a city like setting, with lots of metal pipe structures and frail looking buildings, a little outing clear in the middle of it.( kinda like the one in the new ep w izuku n sero but more clear and like a city? Idk)
There were four roles. Police who couldn’t use quirks, Heroes who could, injured or attacked who needed rescuing(immobile unable to move), and Villains. It was a simple but complicated exercise.
“If a hero, villain or police officer is immobilized or wrapped in white tape, they become the injured and are not allowed to move from there spot. The key to winning depends on how many injured on each side or if all heroes or villains are immobilized.” All might practically yelled.
“You may all put yourselves in pairs.” The tired man sighed, his eyes almost covered by black long hair was evidence to his haggard state.
All might gave an almighty salute to us (see wat I did there hehu) and it was time to team up with someone. His heart sank at the the thought of you choosing Bakugou over him, when he heard you two arguing like a married couple.
“Boom boyyyyy where are youuuu….” you almost sang poking your beautiful head out of the crowd.
“Shut up already! So much for being the fucking patient one!”
Well there goes his chances with teaming up with y-
“Quiet down already, pairs need to consist of one 1a and one 1b student.” The haggard man sighed. Monoma glanced to you excitedly, though managed to keep his face blank.
“What kInD oF FuckerY is ThiS!!”
Taking your eyes off Katsuki, you and the blonde made eye contact, your e/c orbs looking into his pretty grey ones, didn’t you know him from somewhere? It clicked so you smiled brightly and ran over to him.
“Hey hey! I know you! Sports festival right!” You trotted over waving to him. His grey tinted eyes lighting up, he’d be lying if he wasn’t excited by you even remembering him.
“Yep. What is it?” He smiled for a second, it transitioning to a familiar smug grin.
“O-oh! N….Neito! Right? Well we have to choose different pairs now and your the only person I could think of….so…” you tried not to ramble, a little sad that he’d probably say no. His eyebrows bounced up, eyes widening a slight bit, than chuckled. Man did he loved the way his first name sounded in your voice.
“Well I don’t see why not.” He shrugged smugly, secretly dying on the inside about how cute you looked when you stuttered and rambled a little bit.
You two with some others were chosen for the part of heroes of course, and Bakugou was chosen as one of the villains, paired up with some random 1b student.
At the moment, you and the yellowy’ blonde may have been trying to attack a certain explosive boy. He was on a rampage of capturing heroes while you too thought up a plan inside a partially destroyed building.
Monoma distracted him, putting his dodging skills to work, snatching the boys quirk too steal his attention,
“YOU FUCKING COPY-CaT iLl KiLl yOu!”
“Haha, go on and try.”
Monoma was taunting him, so you swooped in from the building jumping towards his back, your hand grazed the ash blondes shoulder, gifting you control over his quirk. He hadn’t seen you yet since you were a fast runner he knew a second hero was present but looked too late to catch you hiding under a wrecked wall piece from a building he’d blown up. You didn’t wanna give away your hiding spot but it looked like Monoma would need a little help soon enough.
“Monoma!” You yelled, he took his eyes off of Katsuki.
“Got it!” You redirected an explosion about to hit him, giving him a change to retreat. Concentrating, you got Bakugou to, basically start self destructing.
“What the f-…Fucking Y/n! FUCKING Really!?” Monoma envied how he knew you enough to recognize you by your quirk almost immediately. Your quirk was quite exciting though, it was practically the ultimate counter attack.
You weren’t aiming to hurt him, but he unfortunately looked down at his palm before hand confused, knocking himself out with a minor explosion that came out of it shortly.
“Shit…. I am so dead afterwards, aren’t I.” You two wrapped him up in tape, leaning him against a wall, and went back into your little damaged building.You and Monoma just sat there on concrete waiting for more villains, awkwardly.
He was itching to ask if you associated your self 'intimately’ with the ash blonde he hated. He had to at l e a s t hint at it right?
“So what’s with you and 'boom boy’?”
“Huh?” You shot him a confused glance, putting a light dust of red in his cheeks. Why did you have to look so adorable?
“Well I mean, you too are pretty close for a pret- *cough* cool high school girl and a short tempered lunatic.” You watched his lips twitch a bit, seeming to struggle keeping on a smug expression, you tilted your head.
'Damn, good one Monoma. You almost called her pretty a n d trashed talked her potential boyfriend in one sentence. Great.’
“You got a crush on 'him’ or something.?” Jealousy was even more unbearably potent in that sentence.
“Kacchan?” You confirmed, he looked at the ground.
You blinked at him, giving him time to say he was joking. Than you stomped on his pride, by instead of replying stifling a laugh. Than struggling to keep it in and practically laughing through your whole sentence.
“Bakugou Katsuki? Pfft he’s l-like a-a brother t-to me.” He let out a quiet huh registering your words after admiring your careless laugh. It was like music to his ears. Now he felt like an idiot.
“W-why-” you gasped for emphasis on your realization.
“You’re….jealous?” His instincts kicked into panic mode the moment he messed up, this couldn’t have gone worse. Like hell someone as smart and pretty would like some smug asshole she’s talked too a couple of times, she’d find out and then. Game over.
“Woah, I was right for once AND made Monoma Neito, the copy cat of class B jealous!!” You eyebrows rose, and then a smug expression took over the features he admired most, then you smiled like an idiot seeing his face turn red. He desperately tried to erase the sound of how nicely his first name rolled off your tongue. He shook his head.
“Pshhh, yeah right. No I’m no-!” Before he could deny anything, you quit the sarcastic scooted closer to him on the concrete floor. You grabbed one cheek and pecked the other softly. This smug boy was beyond shocked.
“Cute.” His face was pink and his thoughts were scattered. You placed another soft kiss on his neck, sending shivers down his back.
For once he didn’t have any comebacks or smug remarks.
I apoligize this is kindaaa long but I was really in the mood for writing wOoPs :)
I explained the game or tranin a. Little to thoroughly because I was planning on maybe involving it in other imagines, like you guys request with a different char and the game, and I can write it as like a diff char x reader with them 'rescuing’ or having to carry you or smth. Idk.
Leave a note reblog and send me some requestssss I’m planning on opening them rn!
#monoma neito#bnha#monoma#neito#monoma neito x reader#bnha monoma#bnha imagines#bnha scenario#bnha x reader
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Hero
Chapter 33/??
Relationship: Todoroki Shouto x Reader (Your/Name), (Full/Name)
Summit: It all begin at the Sports Festival when Shouto’s other half met Endevour by mistake. The student never thought to see his partner fight against his father just to show him that he is wrong. It started from that instant, Shouto’s new path started exactly from that moment thanks to his friends and his beloved one.
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"Crap, they found it out already? " thinks Joel, "Oh yeah, the waves things... Maybe they saw a change in them and they understood it... Shit."
<<You can't decline it.>> the man stopped (Y/N) before she could speak, <<It's a high priestess's order.>>
<<She wasn't very sick?>> retorts Lenka, <<You didn't come last time to force (Y/N) to take the lead of the family? Now, she's fine?>>
<<She is not, but she is recovering.>> replies the other man, <<She ordered that the third coming of Kafka and her servants must return to the estate.>> they turn their heels and exit, then stop in front of Miraje and Hakkai, <<The third Kafka's heir has two new servants, your violation was helpful, so we will not punish you.>>
<<Her name is (Y/N), try your best to remember it, guys.>> Kirishima can't stand those people at all, <<I don't know who the hell do think you are, but you better treat (Y/N) well from now on.>>
<<Do you know who you are facing?>> the woman moves the hand from her mouth to Eijiro's forehead, even with that veil, it's clear that she is looking at the student with an angry gaze, <<Know your place->>
<<(Y/N)!! Hey, hang in there! Call someone!>>
The chiefs open the door again to check what happened and find the girl vomiting blood, bleeding from her nose and eyes. While her childhood friends explain what happened before, the chiefs notice her crystal earring cracking.
<<!! The beasts are going in berserk! (Y/N) control them!>> they're using some strange techniques to help the girl to repress the beasts that are trying to get out somehow.
<<I-I'm t-trying....>> the girl continues to vomit blood and crouch into herself to enduring the pain all over her body, <<T-they won't t-to l-listen to m-me...>>
A strange aura born around her, and the chiefs are ready to suppress her immediately, but Shuu and Joel punch them hardly enough to send them out of the room. Miraje and Hakkai stare at those men laid at the ground shocked.
<<If you want to kill (Y/N), I dare you fucking bastards to do it, but over my fucking corpse!>> both are so upset that it's new even for your grandparents, they’re always so calm, now it seems like they are consumed by their own rage, <<Move a step and this hospital will be your fucking grave!>>
<<Hey sugar cube, we're here, can we do something to help you?>> says Lenka scared of what’s happening, this is all new for all of them, (Y/N) never had symptoms like those.
<<I’m the one... who holds the reins....>> slowly, the aura goes back, <<Obey me... Go to your place...>> a few minutes later, everything is settled, and the girl recovers fast from the crisis. Tenka calls a nurse to change the sheets, while Shouto and Izuku helps you to clean yourself.
<<Come tomorrow to the estate Kafka's child.>> says the woman, <<This is worse than we thought. The high priestess must know this.>> she exits with a fast pace and talks to Miraje, <<Come with me, this is a huge emergency.>>
<<Yes ma'am.>> your grandma quickly follows the leader.
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The next morning, (Y/N) and her friends, Todoroki and Izuku leave to reach the Ryuhi's mansion. The students are disorientated when they see a boat and a man with similar clothes to the chiefs on board, but without asking anything, they get in and the boat weighs anchor. While you and Shouto rest a bit, Izuku asks politely why they took a boat and Tenka replies to him while plays with a PSP.
<<The Ryhui family is nonexistent for the world, they live and work around the globe, but the high spheres of the family live in a phantom island not reported on maps. That place is used as a training camp for each member of the family to help them to achieve their dreams, or at least, that's what they say.>>
<<They have a fixation for traditions and all those stupid things... Someone in the past died because had broken the rules.>> comments Lenka listening to music, <<Everyone is kind there though, the high spheres are the asshole ones, so until we meet them, you can do whatever you want.>>
"E-eh? They kill people if they break the rules?! Where are we, in the medieval era?" thinks Izuku feeling a huge pressure on his shoulders, <<H-how we should behave then?>>
<<Treat the high spheres like shit.>> says Shuu enjoying the view of the sea, <<Let (Y/N) speak for you and try your best to not do something bad, or she will be in trouble.>>
<<I will never do that, Shuu-san.>>
<<Wait until they meet us to say that.>> the man shakes you gently, you are arrived, <<You're gonna eat those words up.>>
The boat anchors and stops right in front of a wooden bridge. Since Todoroki slept during the journey, Joel summits all the advices that he must respect on these lands, and the student memorized them in once, if they make problems for (Y/N), he will respect those rules better than a soldier.
The view that shows to them is wonderful, everything is painted in green, big cherry blossom trees form a way towards a huge staircase which leads to an enormous oriental castle....? What the hell is that?! Is so big, too big, what the fu-
The tiles are white as the snow, little houses here and there and that's only a side of that place... Their attention is stolen by the same man that was with you during the internship.
<<Young Master, what happened to your hair?>> he says offering his hand to help you to get off the bridge.
<<I wanted to imitate my boyfriend, so I dyed my hair.>>
<<Really?>> the man looks at you confused.
<<Of course not, silly.>> you lightly hit him on the arm and smile, <<I guess I used too much power when my body wasn't in good conditions.>> "No matter how many times I come here... I still hate this place with all my might..."
<<Oh, how careless I am, I didn't introduce myself.>> he bows in front of the students, <<My name is Ran and I am (Y/N)'s guardian. We already met during the Hosu accident, but pleased to meet you again, heroes Deku and Shouto.>>
<<Are you the hero, Ray...?>> asks shyly Izuku.
<<I am.>> Ran and (Y/N) see that a lot of people are forming a way from there until the castle, and the girl sighs already tired, <<Young Master, please bear with it. We can't break the rules.>>
<<We can't fucking do anything here, I see no differences.>> she whispers back.
Suddenly, everyone starts to sing with powerful voices and the group moves forward. Children, adolescents, adults and even old persons, male, female... there's so many people, what is this? Since the two young heroes are confused, Lenka explains what's happening.
<<Every time a Kafka's heir arrives, a hymn called: "Riot of a Hundred Flames" must be played as sign of respect and worship, since the ones like (Y/N) are considered as a god here.>>
<<How stupid...>> whispers Todoroki, looking at all those people lowering their heads while singing.
<<As the world recognizes you as Endevour's son and not for being Shouto, here is the same thing.>> whispers back Tenka walking behind (Y/N).
When they reach the top of the staircase, a huge wide space is waiting them. As the hymn reaches its end, the servants of the house, sit on their knees in a very polite pose, immobile as a statue. (Y/N) stays at the top of the group, staring at the side of the castle where there are a few seats and three servants are attending the arrive of the chiefs.
Shuu remembers to Shouto and Izuku to be mute and let (Y/N) speak, even if they’re the bearers of the beasts, she has more power inside the hierarchy, leave everything to her is the best choice right now. The silence falls upon them, everything is so quiet that Midoriya can hear the sound of the river, the sound of the leaves... A whisper rises from the servants group, starting a conversation.
<<I heard that she fought Seatiel...>> , <<We must reveal ourselves? What she was thinking?>> , <<I don't know, (Y/N)-sama was really irresponsible about the family.>> , <<She is planning to reject the right to lead the family, what a disgraceful child.>> , <<What you were aspecting from her? She is the Black Sun.>>
<<Seems that you did a big mistake this time, right, third coming of Kafka?>> one of the servant who’s waiting near the empty seats, speaks aloud, <<This happened because you didn't obey to our orders.>>
<<Shut up useless bitch, I'm not here to talk with you.>>
<<Mph, talks the unwanted child you are, who is the most useless one here?>>
<<Todoroki-kun for the love of god, restrain yourself!>> whispers Midoriya clinging to Shouto's arm because he was unlocking his quirk, <<We must bear with it, or else, (Y/N)-chan will pay for us.>> "God, Shuu-san was right... It's very hard to not say something back. Why these people are so mean with her? Is this the way to treat someone that you consider like a god?"
<<Talks the woman that couldn't become anything in her life, so she decided to become a slutty dog for a miserable master.>> Joel notices that the tip of her hair is turning black, she is losing her composure, this is bad...
<<You->> a door slides open and the three chiefs walk to their seats. Everyone lows their head a little, but not (Y/N) and her friends, they mustn't do that since they are in a higher position inside the family, and they want to treat those bastards like shit too. Two birds with a stone.
<<Welcome, Kafka's heir and her servants.>> speaks the man, <<Explain what happened in the Hosu prefecture.>>
<<I want to talk with the high priestess about this.>> responds the girl, <<You are not wise enough.>>
<<Your new servants have tamed the power of the beast?>>
<<I want to meet the high priestess.>> your friends understand right away that you’re at your limit, your voice is becoming harsher, <<If you reject my request, I'll do it by myself.>>
<<She is sick today, you must talk with us.>>
<<I've warned you.>> the girl walks a few steps followed by her group, but the woman who was arguing with before and the other servants block her, <<C'mon, do you think that these good-for-nothing can beat me? It's against my vow to hurt someone, I let you step aside voluntarily.>>
<<Dogs don't talk; when your master says come, you come!>> the other man shouts angrily.
<<You might not know this, but I'm a crazy bastard that'll bite her master.>> you smile evilly, <<This is your last chance, let me meet the high priestess.>>
<<Are you deaf-GHA!!!>> (Y/N) grabbed the woman's hand, twisted it and kneed her elbow, breaking her arm. Izuku jumps when he hears what sound makes the other servants that are crushed on the ground so easily and with so much power. They’re groaning in pain in front of the girl, who doesn't even look at them.
<<These bitches aren't suitable even for a warming up. Ran is much stronger than them->>
<<What is all this mess?>>
An authoritarianvoice stops everything.
---Continue...
Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 21.5, 22, 22.5, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, Last Chapter
#todoroki shouto#shoto todoroki#midoriya izuku#deku midoriya#bnha#boku no hero academia#my hero academia#bnha scenarios#scenarios#fanfictions#anime#manga
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