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'The Forbidden Flame.' Chapter V Prince Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Synopsis: The winds are changing, and something is brewing in the dark veil of night.

Warnings: MDNI. Very light smut at the start, deceit, character deaths, finale of this series, dragons, lots of fire, descriptions of blood, violence, spiralling madness.

Word Count: 7469.

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The night is dark and filled with unspeakable nightmares, the shadows become home to those who seek chaos. The grounds of the Keep of Corvos are eerily quiet, guards seem to be sparse leaving the gates wide open for the one person who had travelled to Corvos with an agenda, a plan to change the rule once and for all.

A slice of a dagger against someone's throat, the clunk of metallic armour as it hits the floor. Scurrying feet, hushed whispers exchanged amongst those who are only here to serve their Lord. The castle is alive tonight but not in the way one may think, it is instead alive with the infestation of betrayers, usurpers and ultimately, crawling with Death who comes to claim those offered.

The Red Lion prowls deeper into the Dragon's den.

...A gasp is heard in the still of the night, lips parted whilst large hands guide hips up and down in a rhythmic pattern. Silk sheets slide off of smooth skin and bunch around thighs that are connected to one another from the intimacy of the new couple. Katsuki has his eyes solely locked onto yours, the fire behind you giving you an ethereal glow in the darkness of the room and the way it shines off of the sweat coating his and your own body makes the fire in his gut grow tenfold.

He thinks you're most beautiful when you're like this, eyes unfocused as you stare down at him. He had never in his life been put in a situation where he was on his back and vulnerable and enjoyed it as much as this. How could he not enjoy it with the way your hands are pressed against his pectoral muscles, softly stroking your fingers against battle scars, and the way you're sucking him into your warmth so easily? He thinks this is what heaven must feel like.

...A shlick sound fills the throneroom, followed by a groan of agony. Staggering footsteps allow the person to land safely in the comfort of their throne, wide brown eyes staring up at the person who had sought council, who had lied and betrayed their King in hopes of killing him. Masaru holds a hand to the blade buried deep into his side, the blood spilling from between aged fingers and yet he can't stop his eyes from departing from the usurper... Enji Todoroki.

"And I thought dragons weren't meant to die." Enji comments, eyes darting down towards the blade with a vicious grin, the scar on his face painting a picture of a man who is fit for the title of Kingslayer, Usurper, and future King of Corvos. "In truth, Masaru, I didn't want it to be you who had to be killed but you've been sitting on the throne for too long now. All of you have, it's time for a change."

"You believe yourself to be a good fit for the throne, Lord Enji?" Masaru grits through his teeth, leaning against the armrest of the throne to alleviate the pain as much as he could on his opposing side but he could feel it, the blade was serrated and most likely shredded his vital organs. "I'm afraid not even you have enough patience for the role of King, they'll eat you alive."

Enji's upper lip curls into a vicious snarl before he's snapping his attention to the guard who had come in with, "Find the Queen, leave the Prince to him." and Masaru's blood runs cold, his wife, he's sure by now that she must know something is up. Mitsuki was no fool, she was just as observant as he was, he doesn't doubt that she's already making moves to gather the remaining Kingsguard to escort her to the dragon pit. If she makes it there, then Masaru knows everything will be fine even after he dies.

"Rest easy, Masaru, it won't be long now until the poison kicks in." is all Enji offers before abruptly turning on his heel, his hulking frame growing blurry the longer Masaru stares at his back. The poison is like fire in his blood, prickling under his skin and bubbling in his stomach until he coughs, the blood pooling from his lips is thick and yet all Masaru can think about is his wife and his son, he prays the dragons are already communicating.

...

Katsuki holds you close to his chest, carding his fingers through your hair whilst the two of you huff out panting breaths. The sheets on your back are cool in comparison to the heat that is your blood, the air is comfortable and warm surrounding the two of you.

You had only hoped that you'd be allowed some more time like this with Katsuki.

The abrupt banging fist against the door has Katsuki sitting upright, sheets falling from his chest but covering you entirely as he stares at the door for a second before it's thrown open. His hackles rise instantly, poised to attack if it were an intruder but instead when he sees it's Kirishima he relaxes, just slightly, his body covering your own enough to ensure Eijirou sees nothing of you. "Eijirou, I swear to the fucking Gods if you don't tell me why the fuc—"

"The King, your Grace." Eijirou pants, and now Katsuki is finally taking in his full appearance. His face is painted in splatters of blood, the usual black of his metal armour looks slicker than usual and the copper in the air finally hits Katsuki's nose. "The King is dead. Someone has killed the King."

Katsuki freezes in place, usually boiling blood turning colder than the ice that caps the mountains in the Frozen Reach. He is immediately plummeted back into the mindset of the young boy who had received news of his uncle's passing, murdered. "Who?" the word is a nasty growl, even making Eijirou flinch from the shift in demeanour of the blonde prince.

"No one knows, he was found on his Throne. Almost half of the guards of the Keep are dead, someone is taking them out." Eijirou explains, his eyes finally meet yours from just over Katsuki's shoulder and he can see the wide-eyed worried expression on your face.

Katsuki flinches when you lay a hand on his back but doesn't react as much as that, he lets you console him with gentle touches until he speaks again. "My mother, where is she?"

"...No one has seen the Queen I'm afraid."

Immediately Katsuki is turning to you, startling you from how he grabs your shoulders and pulls you close enough to his eye level you can see the way his eyes are filled with the most ferocious of fires. "I need you to listen to me, please." you nod in response to his words, too scared to speak out in a situation you have no idea how to handle. "Do not leave this room under any circumstance, you hear me? Do not leave, do not answer that door for anyone."

He kisses your forehead hard when you nod again, tears clumped into your lashes when he finally slides off of the bed and makes quick work to move around the room to pick up his clothes and then his armour. Something you had never seen him in before, not up close anyway, you imagine he wore it the day he saved you in the field and perhaps every other time he was on dragon back but you can see how his muscles flex from the weight of it when he slips into the armoured chest piece, and how his footsteps grow naturally heavier once he picks up the blade you had never seen him wield before.

He told you one night whilst laid before the fire on the large bear fur rug that it was made of the strongest steel anyone had ever seen, that it was strong enough to slice through a man cleanly with just one stroke and that it was forged specifically in dragon fire. A true Bakugou sword. He mentions that it's not often he uses it, more when there are big wars and he'll be on the ground fighting, and if he is grabbing it now then you know he's going to be engaging in a fight that could result in his death if he were to be distracted.

"Eijirou, I need you to make sure this wing is kept clear. Do not let anyone pass, not even my own men. I only trust you right now, understood?" Kirishima nods, and he's turning abruptly to leave the room you assume to start his duty of being your guard. Katsuki is back in front of you now, leaning over the bed and cupping your face in his hands.

"I'll return for you, I promise you that. Please, for my sake, stay here. I don't know how I'd react if I lost you too." he lays a gentle kiss on your lips once he's finished, his forehead pressing against yours shortly after.

"I promise," you whisper back, and he applies a little bit more pressure to your forehead before he's pulling back quickly, you assume it's because he knows he'll stay longer if he were to kiss you and he worries that he'll lose the advantage of being in the know.

The room grows noticeably colder once Katsuki leaves, the door is loud as it slams shut and the crackling of the fire is the only noise keeping you from focusing on the spiralling thoughts in your mind what if he doesn't come back? What if he dies, you imagine you'll be dead not long after once you've been found in the Prince's chambers.

Just beyond the wooden doors, Katsuki curls his hands into tight fists as he fights this feeling in his chest like something is tugging him to take the steps backwards until he's barging back through that door to protect you but he can't. If his father is truly dead then his ascension to the crown has begun, he's the new King-to-be and he has to protect more than just you. So with long strides that feel like his feet are weighted down by the heaviest of rocks, he finally makes enough space between himself and you that his mind is slowly filled with a burning rage that he hadn't felt in weeks now, and he can tell that Xol is fairing no differently from the flare of an untamable fire that sets Katsuki's blood alight.

...You're unsure how much time has passed since Katsuki had left you but it's silent, you assume Eijirou is doing a good job at defending this part of the castle to ensure you're safe but there's something unnerving, something telling you that not even here you're safe. The fire has burnt itself down to simmering embers that spit and crackle when a gust of wind from the balcony blows by—the balcony?

You whip around just in time to see a figure slink on through the wide open windows, the sheer curtains shrouding them some as they continue to prowl along the back wall that's shrouded in the darkest of shadows. The tension in the air was palpable like it could be sliced through with a knife, you swallowed the lump in your throat, "Who are you?" it should've sounded firmer but instead it came out shaky, the nerves clear as the moon in the night sky just beyond the flimsy curtains that billowed with another gust of wind.

The man chuckles a little, and you finally catch the glint of his amber eyes in the darkness when he passes by a beam of moonlight. "I wasn't expecting you to be here," he avoids your question entirely as he comes to a standstill just on the fine line of the shadowed darkness, the tips of his bloodied boots on show. "I thought I'd be able to slip in here and slit the Prince's throat, but it seems I have something much more enjoyable at hand."

The room stills for a split second at his words before it explodes into chaos, the man dashes out from the shadows and the glint of the dagger in his hand is what catches your eye first before you're throwing yourself back to the other side of the room with a scream. You scramble to pick up anything, just something to throw at him to slow him down, your fingers brush along something cool and metal. The man lunges once again towards you, and you pull the thing forward that you had managed to grab to slam it directly against the side of his face.

He groans, stumbling backwards until he hits the post of the wooden bed and he clutches the side of his head. You finally get a good look at him in his dazed state, he has blonde hair but it's nothing like your Prince's, it's more windswept and roguish. He has narrow features, sharp and he must be beautiful, you think, when he isn't trying to murder someone innocent. His eyes open once again, instantly honing on you and you can't help but feel pinned to the spot like a bird of prey is watching you, hunting you.

The blood trickling down from his scalp is quickly forgotten in place of getting revenge on you it would seem as his hand slowly drops, the other tightening on the steel blade. He grins, but it's nothing quite like you had seen before, it's deranged and manic, and you realise this might just be the last thing you see before you die. Not your Prince, not even the wild lilies in the field but a man in the dark who had come to shed blood for no real reason. "Good hit, woulda liked yer if you weren't fuckin' some dragon bastard."

It happens too quickly this time, he launches himself across the room and slams your head harshly back against the brick wall forcing the fire poker in your hand to drop with a clang. Nausea that washes over you is instantaneous, and the edges of your vision blacken the next time you blink up to see the man standing over you, blood dripping from his slightly bearded chin and dropping directly onto the nightshirt Katsuki had given you.

"How about we give your King a show, huh? I'm sure he'd love that," he says before grabbing a hold of your hair in one big hand, the pain radiating through your scalp burns like nothing you had quite felt before. You were being dragged along the floor, your bare feet struggling to find purchase on the stone tiles whilst your hands grasped fruitlessly at the hand in your hair, digging and scratching in hopes you might hurt him enough to make him drop you.

Your mind is foggy, dipped in heavy thick mud that you're struggling to wade through to ensure you don't sink to the bottom. A momentary thought passes by, where is Kirishima? Hadn't he been told to protect you, to protect the room you were in? How was this man effortlessly dragging you down the halls, screaming and kicking as much as you can? But then you hear it, louder yells and the clashing of swords.

Your screams were minuscule compared to the battles being waged in the throneroom as you're practically thrown down the steps by your captor, the crack of your ankle making you shriek out in agony and the tears that roll down your cheeks are thick. But still, he gives no second to let you recoup, instantly grabbing a hold of your hair again to continue his march to his destination.

Something wet seeps through the bottom of the shirt that is still protecting you somewhat and you realise your feet are slipping just a little bit more against the polished tile, your eyes blink slowly to realise it wasn't water on your legs but rather you were being dragged through a pool of blood and other innards you refused to acknowledge. Bodies are strewn along the sides of the halls, some fully intact whilst others were cut in half you wondered if Katsuki had come through this way with his sword.

You recognise the large pillars and the beautiful mural painting on the ceiling to realise you're in the throneroom, this is where he had wanted to bring you, this is where you're going to die. You couldn't hear Katsuki despite straining your ears to hear that familiar yell, he wasn't even here and you'd die alone—

"Unhand her, or I'll remove your hands." the voice is dark, deep and downright scary so much so that you can't even recognise it. It wasn't Katsuki, you could tell that much but who else would defend you like that? "Do not make me repeat myself."

The man holding your hair raises an eyebrow at the man before him, the armoured guard was clearly twice his size yet he didn't stand down nor let you go. "Don't tell me, the Prince also has his guards fucking his common whore?"

Guards? You try to glance around but the hand in your hair tightens, another scream ripping through your throat. Suddenly that pressure on your scalp lessens and is replaced with what feels like a bucket of something warm had been dunked over your head. You gasp loudly when it reaches your eyes, coating your lips enough to taste the copper and you realise you've been doused in blood. Instead of worrying about what may have happened, you scramble to the side just in time to twist around to see the mountain of a man in what you recognise as the Princesguards armour raise up the biggest sword you might've ever seen as if it were just a stick and swing it fluidly at the man.

The man who had captured you is holding his blade in his hand still whilst the other is... dripping onto the floor, and you finally spot the offending hand that had been buried in your hair. "Ha, you weren't lyin'. She really means that much to you?" the windswept-haired man taunts, he has his back to you but you can see the way his body trembles slightly when the man in armour twists the sword in his hand in preparation.

"Anyone the King deems worthy of my protection means just as much to me as he does." and you finally catch a glimpse of red hair just peeking out from beneath the helmet he was wearing, furious red eyes you had once recognised only in Katsuki's reflected perfectly in Eijirou's as he rears his sword-wielding arm back with a guttural roar from the exertion it must take to carry such a thing, nevermind swinging it.

There's a wet sound that you now have the displeasure of recognising as flesh being sliced cleanly, then the squelching sound of innards hitting the floor before a heavy thump of the top half of the man's body falling just shy of your lap. The blood spray was wide, coating the once pristine walls in a pretty shade of crimson as well as yourself, if anyone didn't know any better then they might just assume you had been bathing in it.

Suddenly you're being crowded, clinking metal gloves reaching out to grab at your shoulders hastily to force you to look up into his eyes. "Can you stand for me?" Eijirou asks, and you nod despite the sudden surge of vomit that threatens to burst from your throat as a reminder of the concussion you most likely received in the room prior to being dragged out like some street rat. Eijirou helps you stand then, large hands supporting your frame and he's looking at you with the utmost worry, his eyebrows scrunched. "Did he hurt you?"

Your hand hesitantly reaches to the back of your head, feeling where the source of the pain is coming from and when you reveal your hand to Eijirou he curses, loudly, the blood coating your fingers is fresh and glossy. "You'll be fine, your Grace, just hold onto me." You don't have it in you to question his way of addressing you, allowing him to manhandle you up into his arms and against his bloodied metal armour, you let your head lay to rest on his shoulder as he bounds with large strides to somewhere. You're not quite sure where, you just hope to see your Katsuki at the end of it all.

...

The City of Corvos is plunged into mayhem, the streets are alight with fire from lit arrows and bodies of the innocent litter the streets. The smoke is thick, blowing up into the night sky to shroud the moon and its stars from the carnage that is exploding just beneath. The screams are loud, cries of terror and yells that come from deep in the gut when a man is about to take the life of another, it's hard to tell who is who.

Especially from up in the sky, as two dragons circle the city with large wings that span nearly more than the entirety of the Keep in all its glory. The first dragon dips down lower, slicing through the heavy smoke before its jaw opens to release a torrent of fire that blows back brick, buildings and people alike as if they were leaves caught up in a turbulent wind. No one quite knows which two dragons are in the sky until they catch the underbelly of the dragon with blue scales.

"The Queen!" someone yells at the top of their lungs, gathering the attention of the surrounding soldiers who all look in time to see the white and blue dragon disappear once again into the plume of smoke. "She's in the sky!"

That can only leave one other option for the remaining dragon in the sky.

Xol, and it's rider, Katsuki Bakugou.

Xol is different in its approach to destruction, Katsuki having released the reigns he had wrapped tightly around his fists as he tried to wrangle his burning rage. But once he was on his dragon, and in the air, it felt like the most natural thing was to just let loose. Xol was faster than Ova, like a shooting arrow through the dark as its mouth remained open to allow its glands filled with hydrogen to ignite the spark at the back of its throat to release a consistent powerful beam of pure fire that burned hotter than it ever had before.

Buildings were destroyed, regardless of who or what may have been living within them, and the streets that were once lined with Todoroki men were obliterated in a split second of Katsuki flying by before he peeled back up into the sky to recoup, he had caught his mother when she was already up in the air.

It's natural for him to fall into line with his mother once in the sky, he can see her from just across the large expanse of wings and even with the distance, he can see the anger in her features. She hadn't expected this, hadn't realised the man she had allowed into her home would be the same one to bury the knife into her husband. Katsuki knew the two of them could end this easily, they just had to coordinate this final attack.

"Mo—" he yells, watching Mitsuki look over him before something makes her body jolt. Katsuki blinks slowly, unsure if he had seen that correctly as his mother's body falls back against the saddle of the dragon, the flaming arrow in her chest burning brightly against the dense smoke screen around them. It's like his head is submerged entirely underwater, the roaring pained screech of Ova is lost on him as he just stares. Watches as his mother slips effortlessly from the saddle and disappears into the cloud of smoke, falling from this height he knows there's likely going to be nothing left of her but still, he can't break his eyes away from the spot she once was.

The blood pounding against his ears is deafening, he doesn't even hear the roar Xol lets out when the anguish of losing not just his father but his mother too hits their connection, the dragon peeling back further up into the sky once realising his rider is nonresponsive. Katsuki watches as the lighter white dragon vanishes into the smoke, the flames it releases from its mouth on its way down illuminating its silhouette before disappearing once again into the darkness.

Katsuki can feel something different in his chest, it's no longer as simple as rage and grief but something much more, something worse. His blood is boiling, his heart ramming itself against his ribcage and his eyes readjust on the sight in front of him. Xol had brought him high enough to see the entirety of the Corvos that was now his and all the land just beyond its large walls.

Something inside of him tells him to burn it all down.

...

Kirishima isn't quite sure what he's meant to do now, as he holds you against his chest pressed up to a pillar to shield the both of you from the fire that's falling from the sky in powerful bursts he wonders if Xol has a rider or not. Katsuki had always been good with aiming the fire, always knew who was his men and who wasn't but it was like he had forgotten about that entirely.

The large man has to consistently jostle you awake in his arms, ensuring your head was angled so you didn't choke on your own tongue and that he could keep an eye on you, your eyes were still responsive so he figures that must be a good enough sign that you weren't entirely laid out on deaths doorstep. He worries just how Katsuki might react if you were to die too. It would be a bloodbath.

"Kirishima!" comes the voice of someone from his side, Eijirou snaps his attention over to them with a hand threatening to grab at his sword but he instantly relaxes at the sight of Hanta jogging over to him who was just as doused in blood as the both of you. "We've got him." Sero pants and it takes a second for Kirishima to understand what that means.

They got him; Enji Todoroki has been captured.

"Signal for the dragons to land, he'll come if he knows it's safe to do so." Kirishima orders and Sero is disappearing once again into the smoky night, and he jostles you again in his arms. "Hey, still holdin' on?"

"Of course," you smile weakly and Kirishima decides to not comment on the blood on your lips, instead smiling back at you and holding you a little firmer in his arms. "Is Katsuki here?"

"He'll be here soon, just have to get him off that big beast of his first." Kirishima watches as you nod, relaxing once again into the cool embrace of his armour and he prays that Katsuki makes haste, if he ends this thing quicker then he'll be able to take you somewhere with living scholars to help you.

Kirishima steps out into the courtyard once he sees the fire signal lit for Katsuki, eyes darting around to see the destruction that has been laid waste to the once beautiful grounds. It was like a battlefield, bloody and fiery as any others he had been involved in. His steps are slow and methodical, stepping over body parts and bloodied swords that had been left in the wake of a dragon strike. All the whilst, you're slowly stirring in your place against his chest, bleary eyes blinking to take in the sting of the smoke in the air and the heavy smell of blood, and burning flesh.

Finally, you both come to a stop, and you turn just in time to see something dart through the cloud of smoke before there's a deafening roar that has you flinching away at the pain that radiates through your head like a bell has been struck directly in your brain. The whoosh of hot air follows after, large wings blowing away the surrounding smoke to reveal Xol in all his glory. He looks much different to how you had seen him in his pen just two days ago, this right here is a real dragon in its element. Fire breathing, growling and threatening stance as he looms over the courtyard.

Xol lowers down enough to let Katsuki slip free from his back, heavy boots dropping hard onto the sodden floor before he's marching directly towards the man who has been brought to his knees surrounded by his men in the middle of the courtyard. He wastes no time in grabbing Enji by his throat, forcing the bigger mans back to bend awkwardly backwards as he snarls down into his face.

"Where's that son of yours, hm? I want to rip his eyes out in front of you so you can watch what it's like to lose something dear to you."

"Shoto isn't here, I made sure he was so far North not even you could touch him," Enji growls back, choking a little on his words the more he speaks as Katsuki begins to crush his throat with his bare hands.

He gets impossibly closer, the fire burning in his eyes bright but the flames dripping from his jaws is just as vicious, "I swear this to you, Enji Todoroki, I will find your son if it is the last thing I do and I will tear him limb from limb. Then I'll do the same with your wife, and don't think I know you're harbouring the other bastard son in the North. He will suffer just as much as the others." Katsuki promises with a harsh shove to Enji, throwing him into the dirt before he backs off.

Katsuki finally turns, eyes darting between his men before they lock onto Kirishima, or more importantly you. His heart seizes up in his chest at the state of you, the blood that has dried to your skin and matted your hair looks like you were attacked viciously. But when he finally meets your eyes, he can see the relief in them and he feels the same feeling wash over him as he takes quick strides forward until he's practically ripping you out of Eijirou's arms and into his own.

His hand cups the back of your head, he can feel the wetness there but he holds you close despite that, whispering against your head. "'M so sorry, my love. I shouldn't have left you, I—" he chokes on the tears that have been waiting to bubble over all night, but you card your bloodied fingers through his sooty hair, holding him close.

"You did what you had to, my King." and Katsuki shudders at the word rolling from your lips, pressing his own against your temple multiple times before he's turning to look at the group of men who were slowly realising the predicament they were in with the looming beast and the sneering King of Dragons in their face.

It isn't long after when Katsuki flicks his eyes up to look at Xol, the dragon's jaw opening with a hiss as the hydrogen blows from its glands and the loud rush of flames building up in its throat. Then come the screams, the men around Enji begging for forgiveness, for their Gods to listen to their pleas and save them from what will be a painful yet quick death.

"Scream all you like," Katsuki yells over them, "your Gods can't hear you." and he turns just in time for the flames to be released, holding your head into the crook of his neck to protect you from the torrent of fire that blows up the dirt and turns the men into nothing but ashes. Their screams were silenced until the sound of sizzling and ash as it slowly crumbles and disappears into the blood and mud beneath is all that can be heard.

He doesn't wait after that, marching back into what is now his castle in search of the scholar he knows who is kept hidden in emergencies such as this, they were always ordered to run and hide in case something happens to one of the Bakugou's. The entire time he holds you close to his chest, cradling you against him as you breathe wet yet heavy breaths against his blood-soaked skin, he knows in his heart that he cannot lose you so he won't. That's a promise.

...

The morning air is dewy, and the fog that settles over the sea is thick but no one can focus on anything but the great pyre before them with the bodies that had been wrapped in special cloth and laid to rest on their bed of wood. Katsuki glares at it, the crown on his head feels heavy but the weight of everyone's eyes is heavier as they wait for him to give the signal. His throat feels tight, and the sting of his eyes is telling of the tears that want to break through.

In the distance, he can see both Ova and Karranth side-by-side, smaller than Xol who was circling in the sky endlessly with shrieks of grief each time a pang of it hit Katsuki in the heart. It had taken some time for him to come to terms with everything that had happened, from his father and mother passing, to the fact the traitor's son had been spotted so far North that he was walking the border where the tribes live.

It was all too much.

But when a delicate hand wrapped around his forearm, squeezing gently before sliding down to intertwine their fingers, he felt that immediate relief washes over him. He had at least saved you, it was very touch and go for days when you struggled to stay awake and coherent but you pulled you. Katsuki knew you would, you had to, not just for his sake but because he knew the entire realm needed a Queen just as much as they needed a King.

"They're waiting for you, my love," you whisper, and his eyes drift down to your own. You looked just as tired as he was but it was no fault of your own, it was all him. He struggled to sleep most nights after what happened, but you were always there to quickly soothe him and guide him back to bed.

Katsuki gives a solemn nod, the crown glinting in the morning sun before his eyes look back out across the pyre and directly with the two sibling dragons who seem to wordlessly take his command when he whistles loudly with the use of two fingers in his mouth. The large dragons raise up slightly, large jaws opening up to release unstopping beams of fire that engulf the entirety of the pyre in one go until they finally relent, the roars just as loud as the fire they had released.

You duck behind the King's arm when the two dragons turn, large wings spanning outwards before they beat once, twice and the third they're up into the air. The blast from the wind has the flames blowing in your direction, the heat prickling at your skin before it returns to normal. When you look back towards them, you half expected them to be turning towards the Dragon pit to sleep but instead, they're flying out towards the Fading Sea.

"Are they leaving?" you ask finally to Katsuki who squeezes your hand gently, bringing it up to lay a gentle kiss on your knuckles.

"They're returning back to the Elder Valley," he explains, smiling gently at the confusion on your face. "It's the birthplace of the first dragons, but also the place they go when they have no rider. It's a place they can be free until they die. I doubt I'll ever see them again unless I venture out there."

A part of you aches at that admission, the two dragons were the final part of his mother and father, yet they were flying away and most likely never returning back to Ilgnis, and Katsuki just had to accept that fact. "I'm sorry," you whisper, unsure how to console the grief he must be feeling. But Katsuki just shakes his head, pulling you into his chest gently to hold you close to him.

"No need to say sorry, it's just how life is. Maybe one-day Xol will return there, and be reunited with both Ova and Karranth. Perhaps he'll even get that fight with Ova he has always wanted." he says with a gentle laugh, you know he's just trying to find a way through the pain so you laugh with him, arms squeezing around his midsection.

You're unsure of what will come next, as there is you with no experience in any court and yet you're being placed onto a seat next to the throne. Katsuki is no different to you, having never really spoken with his father about what would happen when his ascension comes around, he figured he had more time than this but still, he is certain he'll be completely fine with you by his side guiding him when he needs it.

The gathering crowd had slowly dispersed as the two of you stood in front of the pyre, only the Kingsguard remain. Finally one of them steps forward, Kirishima is quick to bow his head to both of you when he clears his throat to catch your attention. You share a smile with the red-haired man whilst Katsuki picks up back the mask of annoyance at being interrupted with something that'll take up the rest of his evening.

"Your Grace," he greets you, "Your Majesty." he turns slightly to greet Katsuki. Kirishima had been very helpful the past few weeks, especially with you being on the precipice of something disastrous. He had been around to aid the new King in his endeavours, he had formed a new army, ordered the North to pledge allegiance to the new King or else it'll be seen as an act of treason; siding with the traitor who attempted to usurp the previous King.

"What is it, Eijirou?" Katsuki glares, an arm around your waist to keep you close to him as your arms remained looped around his own beneath the heavy black cloak he was wearing, letting you greedily submerge yourself entirely into his warmth. "It couldn't wait until after my mother and father's funeral?"

Eijirou sighs, shaking his head lightly with a look of guilt on his face. "Afraid not, your Majesty. It seems that there have been sightings of the Todoroki son in the North." and Katsuki's frown somehow deepens, he already knew that, he'd been scouring over maps and trying to make connections with some of the northern families in an attempt to make them out the bastard but they were all tight-lipped.

"But he isn't alone," Eijirou is quick to continue seeing the tell-tale sign of the King's wrath bubbling. "Apparently he had been seen with another man, someone who had been on the run for years and is trying to get him access into the tribal lands where we have no control."

You glance up at Katsuki, his eyebrows are furrowed deep and his jaw is tensed, the muscle jumping each second that passes by as Eijirou omits the name of the apparent traitor who is willing to help someone such as Shoto Todoroki. You smooth a hand over his chest, it had been a little difficult as of late to try and keep his anger sated, Katsuki had told you one night that it was partially because of his connection with Xol. The dragon had its own method of mourning, and that was to be as angry as it possibly could be.

You had both lost five dragon handlers in the past week.

"Spit it the fuck out Ei, before you choke on it," Katsuki growls, arm tensing around your waist.

Eijirou glances down at you, and then back towards the King before straightening his shoulders and seeming to ready himself before he spoke the name. "It would seem that Shoto had been sighted with another white-haired male."

"According to the taverns in the North, that person is rumoured to be no one other than the first heir of Blacksummit. Touya Todoroki."

Katsuki freezes in place, and you glance between the two tall men to try and understand what that meant. You had never heard of a Touya Todoroki but clearly, Katsuki had, and it was a bad thing for Shoto to be in talks with his eldest brother? And just as you're about to speak, a smile breaks out on the King's face but it's not something that could be described as kind.

Malicious, perhaps.

"Eijirou, gather the bulk of our forces, we're heading North." is all Katsuki says before he turns to you, pressing a long hard kiss to your forehead whilst you're just in bewilderment. What does he mean he's going North? Surely now is not the time, he has many things to attend to in court—

"And you, my love," his hands slide down to grip your own, the leather of his gloves brushing against your own before he squeezes gently. "You are going to rule in my stead whilst I'm away."

"What," you blink, not fully comprehending his words but you're certain you can hear Denki snickering just beyond the both of you amongst the rest of the Kingsguard. "Katsuki, I don't think so. I haven't even got the slightest idea how I'm meant to talk to one highborn citizen, never mind listen to their demands and attempt to make amends!" you all but hiss at him, squeezing his hands a little harsher to try and get your anger across.

Katsuki's smile doesn't falter but you can see the glint in his eye when you pinch a little too hard at his skin through his glove making the man hiss out in pain. "Ouch! Listen! You'll do fine, you'll have Mina with you and she was my mother's handmaiden, she knows everything."

You can't argue with that, so you just frown and unknowingly jut your bottom lip out in a pout. How dare he spring things onto you like this, you had hoped he would at least stay for a while to settle in, to see how the crown fits but of course. Men will be men when they have the chance to hop onto a dragon and wreak havoc. A hand cups your face, a thumb brushing over your bottom lip slowly until you look up to meet his gaze.

"Don't look at me like that my love, I promise it won't be for too long." he lays a gentle kiss on your lips, leaning back just enough to continue. "Just a few weeks, a month at most."

You can't help but kiss him back, letting him pull you back into his chest slowly. "Fine, but you must promise me that you'll come back. I cannot do this alone."

Katsuki smiles, this time the genuine smile that he reserves for just you in the privacy of your shared room before he nods once. "I will always find my way back to you, no matter what."

It's not much longer after that he's departing from you, now standing in front of the Keep as he mounts the horse that will take him up to the Pandemonium so he can take Xol up north too. It's bittersweet to watch the man you've fallen in love with so quickly depart on what will be longer than a months expedition, he was a determined man and if he knew he was getting close to wiping the Todoroki name off of the map then he wouldn't retreat back home just because he had told you so.

As you watch him disappear up the road to the dragon pit, you can't help but feel like you've been plunged into your own dragon pit as all eyes suddenly shift to the new vicarious Queen. All you can do is turn on your heel, and keep your back straight and head high to ensure no one noticed the slight tremble in your hands as you picked up the bottom of your dress to make sure you didn't step on it.

You may not be the King of Dragons nor a Bakugou by anything but name but you are just as strongwilled as Katsuki, and you were going to show them all that even a commoner such as yourself can rise to the top.

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tteokdoroki · 2 years

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— apricot + katsuki bakugou.

BNHA 362 MANGA SPOILERS. yeah idk im sad aha!! have this. i’m sorry, it’s mostly angst, implied high school lovers, blood, villain attack, character death.

katsuki bakugou likes apricots.

it’s unlikely that anyone who wasn’t close to him knew this fact, it wasn’t common knowledge. he likes the colour, bright and hot orange like flames that tickle your skin and make you feel the right type of warm. it’s the same shade he wears proudly on his hero costume. it’s something you would only know if you were really looking at him— like really looking. you noticed it straight away, the first time you met him, the blonde was snacking on a bag of dried apricots. casually throwing the sweet orange snack doused in sugar grains into his mouth with his feet lazed on your desk. he’d given you a look, one that you’d never forget, one that you’d memories and be able to read just by looking into his ruby gem eyes.

you could tell just by looking at him that day, he admired you.

you weren’t afraid of him, he knew that from your stance and squared shoulders and the nonchalant look on your pretty face. he knew. you knew. your sights set on each other from then onwards.

katsuki bakugou tastes like apricots.

you know that from when you kiss him for the first time, his lips on yours at some stupid party kirishima is hosting for graduation. neither of you remember how much you’ve had to drink, you downed a few peach soju’s before you even went near the blonde— holding onto those stupid romantic strings of fate that just so happened to be wrapped around katsuki bakugou’s pinky finger. he tastes so sweet, so delicate and he treats you as such, a warm hand on your waist as he pulls your hips from their spot pinned against the wall into his. he’s probably had a cider or two— apricot, of course but you don’t dwell since your hands are in his hair, combing through sandy locks, lashes fluttering against his sun spotted cheeks. you feel almost sick— but in a good way, a great way. like you’ve had too much sugar, but again not enough, finding yourself hardly wanting to pull away from mismatched lips…not wanting to part from bakugou’s. your lungs burn, but it feels so good— all you can taste in the air that you breathe is the fruit that he loves so much and maybe a hint of the love that he holds for you.

“i like you a lot,” bakugou blushes under the flashing party lights— he’s handsome, he’s so pretty, albeit a little awkward but the years at school together have served him well. “more than..apricot?” he offers when you don’t reply, and you burst into fits of giggles (despite his confused face) and rub your gloss from his cheeks, the corner of his mouth where his lips swell from kissing you.

“i like you a lot too.” you say, watching ruby eyes flood with relief. “more than apricot.”

katsuki bakugou’s last words end with apricot.

you’re years down the line, married now. your wedding had orange roses and ribbons because apricot is your colour— you kiss bakugou good night and say your silly little words of comfort as you do. ‘i love you lots, more than apricot.’ you say, despite how fucking stupid it is but it brings you both happiness. you stay at home with your kids because you’re tired of the hero work and maybe you have something more to live for— a family to look after. a baby girl and twin boys after her. they look like him, so much like him and you can’t help but think about how much you might not be able to look at them when—if bakugou’s gone.

“where is he?” your voice shakes, but it’s demanding as you arrive on the scene— pushing and shoving your way through EMTs and civilians after the villain attack. it’s carnage, there’s blood everywhere and tears in your eyes because when izuku midoriya looks at you— it’s the confirmation you need to know it’s his. it’s katsuki’s. “god damn it midoriya, now is not the time. look at me. where is he?” you shake the man that stands like he’s made of tonnes of bricks until he crumbles when it should be you crumbling instead.

“o-over there— please, you have to know…i tried my—“ he tried his best, but his best isn’t enough because if it were, your husband wouldn’t be laying in gravel, the light seeping from his blood red eyes and the dirt and dust masking the very colour that pours from his fatal wounds.

you reach bakugou in three short strides that feel like three years while you come to terms with the fact that you might lose the only man you’ve ever loved. “h-hey…hey there dummy,” you coo to him, voice still shaking— suffocating in your throat, as you try not to cry. “what happened out there? i-i heard you did so good.” bakugou looks too far gone to hear you, even ask you sink to your knees and pull his head into your lap, not knowing where to look aside from his eyes. that’s how bad his body is hurt. “hey. c’mon now, eyes on me katsuki.”

he looks to you, not quite there. “y-yeah? s-shoulda seen me sweetheart. k-kicked that asshole’s ass. s-saved em. all those people.” katsuki says, same gravel to his voice…just full of less life as he reaches up with a singed hand to hold of your own. he’s delirious.

“you did, so many people kats. they’re real lucky, yanno?” you respond instantly, squeezing his hand— ignoring the smell of death hanging heavy in the air as you press your lips to his spot covered forehead. “‘m so proud of you, the kids are too.”

“yeah?”

“mhm, oh yeah.”

“‘m kinda tired, babe…” katsuki’s breath becomes ragged, the more he breathes the more blood he loses and he makes a face. the one that only you can read. he knows he’s going to die, you know it too— so you stop the EMTs from trying to save his life. you spare him any pain he might be in, and you hold him like you would back then, when he first kissed you and when he tasted like his favourite fruit.

“y-you can rest now dummy,” you bite back the tears and brush back his hair, keeping your eyes on his as katsuki squeezes your hand again.

“w-what about the kids?“

you shake your head, let the tears roll and burn a path down your cheek. katsuki wipes at one, smearing his blood against your skin and diluting it in the crystal droplets. “don’t worry about ‘em, they’re my problem now. they’ll understand when they’re older. they’ll know how their daddy’s a hero.”

katsuki shakes his head this time, you’re so stubborn and so is he. “what ‘bout you, hah? w-what happens to m-my wife, eh?” he coughs it up this time, red on his lips just like in his eyes and you squeeze him tighter to you, not ready for his light to go out just yet. “y’gonna come with me?” it’s a shitty joke, he’s always been shit at jokes— and it doesn’t land quite right but bakugou somehow manages to make you smile in his final moments anyways.

“you’ll have to wait for me on the other side, yeah? ‘m not ready to go just yet. they need me.”

“‘mkay,” katsuki slurs, blinking slow, yet happy with your answer. “i know.”

he’s fading fast from your grip, you’re choking on air— you’re losing a piece of yourself so you press your lips to his knuckles and say it one last time. “i love you so much,” you heave. “i love you lots..”

“more than apricots…” katsuki smiles one last time, bright and beautiful but somewhat of a grimace to anyone who didn’t know him. who wasn’t really looking, who couldn’t see how sweet he was like his favourite fruit.

but you always saw him.

and you’ll see him for the rest of your life— in his clothes that you won’t put away, in the eyes of his children when they tug on your sleeve for snacks or to go outside and play.

and in the skies when the sunsets into beautiful shades of pink and apricot.

#tteokdoroki #bakugou drabble #bakugou angst #bakugou x reader #tw: character death #YEAHHH LOL MY BAD FRIENDS #sorry but not rlly im hurt #bnha manga spoilers #bnha 362 spoilers

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gojoed · 2 years

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i say this a lot but katsuki likes to share his food with you!!!! you don't understand! on dates he’ll order TOO MUCH WHEN YALL BUY FROM FOOD STANDS. he’s excited to give one to you aka his love his soulmate his ride or die. “take it! smells good right?” and you can take bites out of both to see which you like more and then trade if necessary.

some convenience stores you can eat right in the store, so imagine having ramen or a hot meal together and you keep eyeing his spicy noodles so he’ll grab YOURS and start eating, which is your cue to do the same. he has a drink ready if you can’t handle the heat 🥰 i love him

even breakfast!!!!-‘ aRGH. he’ll have his bowl of rice and maybe an omelette and he just has to hold out a fork for you to open your mouth and NOM. being with katsuki you’d be well or over fed 😶😶

the way that food is a love language between you two. it's not only something that you need to survive but it's also something that you've had and you have shared with each other your entire lives. he takes ride or die seriously, if he wants to try a new dish, you're trying it with him.

he orders waaaaay too much food at the stands so that leftover food is left in the fridge for the next day to serve as lunch, or even dinner or a treat after dinner.

food is an unspoken language with you two.

NO BECAUSE THE OMELET MADE ME THINK HE'S NOT GIVING YOU A BITE UNTIL HE FOLDS IT PERFECTLY. you know how you fold food with your fork and then eat it and pick it up? yeah he wants it to fold perfectly so it can fit its way into your mouth.

not a day goes by that you are hungry, not with bakugo katsuki around

#jaegh <33 #katsuki <33

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anti-katsuki-lounge · 1 year

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Came across a post, which made me curious; How do you feel about BKG finding out about OFA in the early chapters? Personally, I hate it. He only learned the secret after throwing a hissy fit in class where he nearly murdered Izuku, but it doesn't affect his role in the story too much. You can have him find out with the rest of the class and 98% of his arc would be the same.

Plus, he doesn't add anything to the OFA arc. He only got in the way at meetings and didn't need to be in on the secret to help Izuku "train." Even in the hospital arc, when he goes with Izuku to fight Shigaraki, he didn't need to know the secret. He could have just gone because he saw Izuku going and was "worried." If anything, not knowing about OFA would have made that moment stronger.

I 100% agree. The only thing it serves as is to give Katsuki more relevance and even then it doesn’t work. Him finding out too was BS. You’re telling me that from a vague comment he was able to pierce together that Izuku has All Might’s quirk? That’s some bull

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bakumu-archive · 2 years

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a silent question

bakugou x fem!reader

wc: 1.5k

summary: kirishma uses his big brain to figure out why exactly bakugou is being so doting this christmas eve, it can’t be because you're… oh my god, are you?

cw: fluff, parenting, pregnancy, christmas eve traditions, kiri has a partner and children but they are only mentioned in passing (its @eijirosriot lol), and a hug where reader is lifted a little

a/n: this was inspired because I want to have his babies so bad, as many as he wants, i do not care. This also maybe might fit into the ruby red series in the future because this is apart of my self ship story, but it's totally not related to anything happening right now. its just a nice lil one shot. merry christmas, happy holidays, and all that jazz.

this is a part of the @goldenshoyo holiday collab for day 24! christmas eve! check out the masterlist here!

minors do not interact. this work contains mature themes and if you continue reading you have agreed you are willing to see such content

Kirishima sits across from you and Bakugou at his large dinner table, the red walls of the room contrasting beautifully with the Christmas tree decorated in the corner, and the soft holiday music fighting to be heard in the background is the opposite of the screaming children around him.

When your families get together, it always ends up loud like this. Your oldest and Kirishima's oldest are very close in age, and both boys are so excited about everything, they can't help but yell, and today they are shouting about who can finish their dinner first because for some reason they think they get to open their presents the second they finish eating.

Eijiro’s twins aren't helping the situation either; they are trying to tell their older brother that it doesn't matter who finishes first, Christmas Eve presents are opened from youngest to oldest, but their arguments are completely lost in the chaos.

And then there's your and Katsuki's youngest daughter, the princess of the group, or at least she usually is. She is currently crying, refusing to eat her dinner because her older brother told her the rice was made out of bugs.

Yep, just a normal Christmas eve for the Bakugou and Kirishima families.

The tradition started when the boys were born. It was nice to spend the evening together watching the babies wrap their tiny hands around your finger and giggle when they saw each other. Now it's still just as exciting, except there are more of them and they are louder and love to run everywhere.

The only thing missing is Kirishima’s partner who couldn't get the night off, but Eijiro gave them a kiss before they left and told them that he could handle it, and he can. But the yelling is starting to get to him and you as well.

Your eyes are closed and your fingers are rubbing along your brow bone, trying to soothe away a migraine.

Katsuki, who was trying to convince the princess to eat, looks over at your motion and Eijiro can see the fierce look of protection in his eyes.

“Oi! Inside voices. Now,” Bakugou barks at the boys, and they instantly quiet, sensing the unwavering energy radiating off of Katsuki.

Kirishima furrows his eyebrows, watching the way his best friend turns to you and begins rubbing your back in circles. It reminds him of something… but what is it?

There’s a nagging feeling at the back of his mind and he takes another bite of his food before replaying the evening in his head.

His first note of evidence: Bakugou is being too doting on you tonight. Sure, he has always been protective, but when the two of you walked in the door this evening, Katsuki wouldn't even let you take your own shoes off. Nor would he let you help cook dinner or help set the table. And you were only allowed to help serve the plates when you finally put your foot down. Kirishma has only seen Bakugou like this three times in his life: first on your wedding day, and the second and third times when you were pregnant with your kids.

Secondly: you're not drinking any alcohol or eating any fish, which honestly doesn't clue him in to a lot since those don’t always happen when he sees you. Sometimes you just aren't in the mood or you’re driving a drunk Bakugou home, but… it's not nothing, he thinks. Maybe he should test his theory.

“Here,” he says, placing a piece of sushi onto your plate. “You didn't have any yet, right? You can have some of mine.”

Katsuki instantly whips his head around, looking at your plate before glancing at you with wide eyes.

“Thanks Ei,” you say, trying to wave off the death glare that Katsuki is sending you. “But I'm not really feeling sushi tonight.”

Kirishima takes the sushi off your plate, checking off the ‘no fish’ box in his head.

He takes a bite and chews, pondering the rest of the night. The only other weird thing was when Kirishima gave you and Katsuki your Christmas gift before dinner.

It's a trip for two to visit one of the most beautiful hot springs in all of Japan. It should have been the perfect gift; he's even heard both of you mentioning wanting to go there but when he presented the tickets, he was met with silence and worried looks.

An overprotective husband, no alcohol or raw fish, no hot springs— they are essentially hot tubs, right? All of these things usually come with—

“Holy shit,” Eijiro chokes, chopsticks slipping from his fingers and landing on his plate with a clang.

His twins stare up at him like he just committed a cardinal sin. “Dad said a bad word,” one of them chastises before the other joins in with, “That's a dollar to the swear jar.”

Kirishima feels like he's being held at gunpoint with the way both of their palms stretch out expectantly. He reaches in his pocket, fishing out a spare dollar and holding it for them to snatch. “If you're done eating, why don't you go separate the presents, I need to talk to Uncle Katsuki and Aunt Y/N for a second.”

The kids leave the table, and you call after them, “Don't open them or we will return them!”

A chorus of ‘yes’s and squeals is all you receive and you take another drink of your water.

You can hear the kids fussing with the presents in the other room, but they know not to test the rules; one year you did actually take the presents away, if only temporarily.

“So…” Kirishima starts, looking expectantly between the two of you.

Katsuki narrows his eyes at him in response. “So?”

Eijiro’s eyebrows raise and he shakes his head a little, “Are you guys…?”

“Ei, just spit it out,” you laugh, cutting the tension between the two pro heros.

“Areyouguyspregnant?” he blurts out, immediately bowing his head and clashing his hands in front of him, praying that Bakugou doesn't blow up his house.

You look over at Katsuki, and he is already looking at you with a half smile. You raise your eyebrows at him in silent question: should we tell him?

Katsuki’s smile gets bigger, crinkling his eyes as he nods his head towards Kirishima as if saying: go ahead.

You cup Katsuki’s cheek, and he nuzzles into your palm. He's so absolutely smitten with you, especially when you're pregnant. It makes up for how overprotective he gets.

Truly, it is a little too soon to start telling people about it, as you haven't even told either of your families yet, but it's Eijiro. He's your confidant, your partner-in-crime, Katsuki’s best friend, and yours too, if you're being honest.

Katsuki takes your hand in his and rests it on his thigh, giving it a light encouraging squeeze.

“Kirishima Eijiro, how do you always figure these things out?” you sigh with a giggle, “Yes, we’re pregnant—”

He rises from his seat, raising his fists in glory. “I knew it!” he exclaims, running over to your side of the table. He pulls you from your seat and wraps you in a huge hug, lifting you slightly off the ground and swaying back and forth.

Katsuki stands up, putting a hand heated by his quirk on Eijiro’s shoulder and a wicked gleam in his eye, “She just told you she was pregnant and you come over here, yanking her outta her chair, and start swinging her around?”

Kirishima puts you down gently and releases you with a smile before he launches himself at Bakugou.

“You're so right, man! I should have attacked you instead!” Kirishima’s whole body is wrapped around Katsuki’s, clinging on to him like a koala. “I'm so happy for the both of you!”

You can hear the slight waver in his voice like he's about to cry, and you lock eyes with Katsuki. He looks torn between being irritated at his buffoon of a best friend for enveloping him in a heavy-ass hug and the joy of sharing this life-changing news to one of the most important people in his life.

You put a hand on Kirishima's back and lean against Katsuki’s arm in the weirdest group hug you've ever had, but you're so happy right now you feel like you could cry.

Your small moment of bliss is soon interrupted by a large crash followed promptly by the wailing of not one, but two children.

The twins come rushing into the dining room, stopping dead in their tracks when they see the sight of their father clinging on to his best friend. They try to process what they're looking at before one of them speaks up, “You know what—” and the other finishes “—nevermind.”

They slowly back out of the room like they are inching away from a hungry predator and then bolt back towards the commotion.

Kirishima climbed off of Bakugou and gives you one of his shining smiles before he's rushing off after the twins.

You go to follow him when Katsuki grabs your hand and pulls you into him. He kisses your forehead and you feel love bloom across your chest.

“Just think,” he whispers, smiling against your skin. “By this time next year there will be another one.”

#katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou fluff #mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha fluff #bnha fluff #goldenshoyo holiday collaboration

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katanaski · 2 years

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𝕄𝕐 𝕊𝕋𝕌𝔻𝕐 𝔹𝕌𝔻𝔻𝕐| Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader.

Hello there,this little drabble is somewhat related to this post here

Smut is implied but not present on this post since Katsuki's dick is out. DNI if you are a minor.

1.5 wc

Not long after classes started you and Katsuki became somewhat 'friends'. You are both in your dorm,you doing some body studies,little warm up sketches that you rather enjoy doing,Bakugou sprawled all over your tiny bed,long legs hanging off the bed cause he's too fucking huge for it!! serving as your muse like always. You do the arms and torso half decent,more proportionate than last time but when you get to the pubic area you get stuck...mind flashing back to the first day you ever laid eyes on Bakugou,his body,his cock.

You want to see it again.

"Hey Katsuki..?" You call out to him from your seat at your desk,adjacent to the bed. He doesn’t move just makes an incoherent noise,a deep rumbled hum that sounds like a moan more than anything else.

"Are you sleeping"? You ask,your eyes leaving your half assed sketch in order to look at him stretch, he reaches for your headboard , holds on tight before he arches his back off your mattress with a groan. You swear those are his bones creaking and cracking and not the worn out springs of your bed. You don't care though,fuck your old mattress,who cares about that when Katsuki's arms are way over his head still stretching like a cat and his shirt has ridden up his belly, a pale sinful strip of flesh and the divots of his well defined abs greets your eyes.

"Like hell,your bed fucking sucks— Waddaya need?" He asks, already getting up before you even answer. A small smile tugs at your lips at that, in the time you've known Katsuki you have learned two things;

1 : He's the most considerate person you have ever met, he can complain all he wants but his love language is 100% acts of service.

2 : There's nothing you ask of him that he can say no to and you exploit this fact.

" I was gonna ask you to do something but...hmm nevermind" your fingers play with the corner of the page in your sketchbook, you look everywhere but him. You know exactly what to do to reel him in.

He comes to stop next to your little desk, runs a hand down his face and tussles his hair with a heavy sigh "I said whaddya need short-stuff "

"Shut up,I only look short because I'm sitting down you big stupid man" you mumble the last part but you know he's heard you when he hits the top of your head with his knuckles.

"Ow,what the fuck Katsuki…"

"If you're not gonna tell me I'm leaving, I told Kirishima I was gonna help him redye his shitty roots" He shoves his hands in his pockets and looks at you expectantly.

"You're gonna think I'm weird if I tell you" You pout and shrink down on your chair.

" I already think you're weird,dumbass" Katsuki says,cupping your jaw in his large hand and lifting your face to look up at him "What is it?"

You look like a fucking chipmunk with the way he's squeezing your cheeks,and the big puppy eyes your giving him as you struggle with whether to tell him or not makes him want to kiss you stupid.

"Cabn I bambwy bwrace byourb bwick?"

Katsuki cocks an eyebrow "Can you what now? He ask letting go of your face

" I SAID,CAN I maybe traceyourdick?"..

You squeeze your eyes shut,there's no way he'll agree,he probably thinks you're out of your mind,fuck,you yourself think you've gone insane.

"Will it help?"

"Will it help what?" You ask,you're not following at all.

"Tracing my dick.. Will it help you?" Katsuki clarifies, a bored look in his face,not put out by your crazy request in the least.

" uhm maybe? I mean yes. You don't have to if you don't want to of course,I can always I don't know lookup some you know — you gesture toward his crotch— on the internet if you're not comfortable"

Like fucking he'll you are,Katsuki wants to say but intend he tells you "Flip the page"

"Flip the page? Why do i -

"You don't have enough space left...it won't fit" He cuts in,hands already pulling his bell out of the loops of his jeans. Fingers opening the button and pulling down his zipper.

"Fit?..oh..OHHHHH!!" Realization hits you of what he means and you feel warmer just thinking about it. You flip the page,smooth it out even though there's no creases in sight. Waiting.

The moment his hand disappears bellow the waistband of his underwear is the moment you feel your clit come alive and the moment he pulls his semi erect dick and places flat atop the white sheet of paper is the moment you feel it throb. Thighs clenching when you notice his pretty balls on the paper too, cushioning the weight of his cock.

"Well? get on with it,I got somewhere to be" he says,crossing his arms and looking down at you.

You swallow,it's been so long since you last saw his bare dick you almost forgot the pretty shade of dusty pink the tip is. You do your best not to touch it you really do,angling your pencil slightly and tracing a couple millimeters away from it but your knuckles still knock against his cock, the heel of your palm comes in contact with it,puts a little pressure down on it when you try and draw around the fat tip. Katsuki grunts but says nothing otherwise,too busy texting kirishima by the way the corner of his mouth lifts a little after a roll of his eyes. Kirishima is amongst the very few people that can manage to make Katsuki smile.

A few agonizing moments later your place your pencil down, nudging Katsuki on the side of his tight,signaling you’re done.

‘’ Ok,done,Katsuki move your dick i wanna see’’ you say,no point getting shy now that his cock is sitting atop your desk.

Katsuki steps back a little,his heavy cock dragging against the paper and you hate it for it, wishing it was your tongue instead.

‘’What the fuck is that’’ Katsuki says indignantly

‘’What do you mean what’s that…hello, is your dick? Your chest gets tight for a second. You know you’re not Picasso and Katsuki has never been the one to judge your artwork. He points out where you need to shade more,what angle looks odd and other tips that at the end of the day come in pretty handy,so hearing him say that,in that tone of voice,may or may not make you want to cry a little. But common it is his dick,it can’t look that bad can it?

‘’It looks like a fucking corn dog’’

True enough there on the paper is the fat cylinder shape of what’s supposed to be his dick. You burst out laughing,the deadpan look on his face and the big blob on the paper together is too much,you’re on the verge of tears when Katsuki smacks the back of your head for making fun of him.

‘’Ow,I mean it looks pretty tasty to me’’ you say between laughs,too high on serotonin and his presence that you don’t really pay attention to what you just said.

‘’Shut up,try again’’he all but snarls

‘’Uh?’’

‘’I said — Katsuki all but take ahold of his cock and puts it on your palm— try again”

You do your best not to whimper but you feel the moisture seep out of your pussy, the smooth heat of Katsuki’s cock on your hand getting you even wetter than you were before he even got out of your bed. You squeeze it then,your fingers not able to wrap around it entirely as you place it down again. Neither of you say anything but something in the air shifts,you know by the way Katsuki puts his phone away by the way his cock twitches on the paper whenever you take ahold of it.

A few tries later and the inside of your thighs feel sticky,lubed up with your own slick, 5 pages worth of Katsuki’s pretty balls and dick fill the front and back at various stages of an erection. A panting blushing Katsuki biting his lip,phone long forgotten as you flip yet another page placing his now throbbing cock on it, reddened tip oozing pre in a way that the page sticks to it whenever you shift it around.

One day not long from now,you'll come across your sketchbook,pages clustered by Katsuki’s dried up cum. He tells you you should throw it away,fuck,he's bought you so many to replace the one he ruined but you still won't. Once in a while you flip through the pages,hold it up to the light of your room to see the shape of his cock you've come so familiar with since then.

You won't be throwing it out anytime soon.

#bakugou thirst #mha katsuki #bakugou katsuki #Bakugou x reader #i said i wasn't posting but uh yeah #;____;♡#— king♡

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Tiny Dicks Are The Best; Bakugou x FtM Reader

Genre: smut

Type: oneshot

Word Count: 1.3K

Warnings: cock/clit worship, mentions of surgery, mentions of dysphoria, praise, body worship, Bakugou being a total simp,

Other: this is %1,000,000 self indulgent, also I’m sorry it’s short and shitty, I wanted to make it longer but if I did then it’d come out super late like the last one.

NSFW Taglist: @smolchildfangirl @combat-wombatus @mandalorian-baby-bird @waffleareniceandfluffy @catcherisvibin

Y’know, being transgender isn’t bad at all. You can make a bunch of gender jokes, confuse the government, make bigots cry with just your existence, and it’s easier to understand people of different genders.

It’s just that the dysphoria and transphobia can be shitty.

But this isn’t about that, this is about your dick, or rather, lack thereof.

As much as you were told by the guys and girls of class 1-A that you exuded ‘big dick energy,’ you were pretty sure that you had a smaller dick than even Mineta. When you started taking Testosterone, your clit had started to get bigger, and it would get hard just like an actual penis, but it was very much not a penis.

Notice the lack of balls and the placement of your urethra? Yeah that was no real dick. But it was nice to pretend. It served enough dick-like purpose for you to call it a dick, and it had grown to be about three inches. So it was technically a dick, even if it wasn’t a penis.

So you called it a dick.

You had gotten top surgery however, so you did have those very cool scars on your chest, and being able to walk around shirtless felt freakin amazing. Bakugou had seen you shirtless, but he hadn’t seen your dick yet.

After a good long while of dating the amazing third year, you felt it was time. And fuck if you weren’t nervous.

You’d talked about it before, but know you were actually about to do it. You were going to have sex with Katsuki Bakugou, the hottest guy in the world, your incredible boyfriend, the man who never lost. You were gonna have sex with him.

“We don’t have to go all the way.” you were laying on the bed, Katsuki’s hands on either side of your waist as he hovered over you. His red eyes soft, yet lustful as he stared at your body beneath his. “We don’t have to do this.”

You stared up at him lovingly as his hand traveled to your cheek, rubbing your cheek bone. You smiled at him, putting your hand on his, moving your face to press a kiss to his palm.

“Katsuki, I want to do this with you. We can start slow if you want.” You offered, and he nodded. His shirt had been abandoned a long time ago, and his neck was covered in hickies. Your uniform top was unbuttoned, tie laying beside you. Katsuki nodded at you, his hand falling down to your chest. He ran his fingers along your surgery scars, dipping his head down to kiss them. You giggled a little, telling him it tickled.

He moved down, pressing kisses to every inch of your body, occasionally sucking the skin between his lips to try and make hickies, biting down and smirking up at your face.

“Gettin’ flustered yet, babe?” he chuckled smugly. You buried your face in the crook of your arm, embarrassed.

“M-maybe a little...” you muttered. He hummed, moving lower and lower until he was unbuckling your pants. “Hey- wait, wait a moment, Katsuki!” You sat up, grabbing his wrist. Katsuki froze, looking up at you.

“Do you want to stop?” he asked.

“N-no, I just- I gotta tell you something...” he stared at you, waiting for you to talk to him. “My dick doesn’t look how you think it will...” you murmured. “I just want you to be prepared.” you let go of his wrist, sitting back to let him continue.

“Whatever your dick looks like, I promise I’ll love it. It’s your dick afterall.” he purred, pulling your belt off your pants, before helping you lift your hips so he could take your pants off.

Tiny as your dick was, it still made a small imprint in your underwear, and Bakugou bit his lip. You squirmed a little as he finally started to pull your underwear down. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes as you revealed yourself to him.

You heard Bakugou suck in a breath, and his fingers dug into your thighs, nails gripping your skin hard enough to leave marks. You opened your eyes, looking down your body at your boyfriend, who was staring right at your sex with a burning desire.

“K-Katsuki?” You whispered “D- d’you not like it?”

“I wanna suck you off- oh god please let me suck your dick!” He tore his eyes away to look you in the eyes. You nodded, brushing some of his hair out of his face.

“You can, just be gentle. It’s very sensitive.” He nodded, pressing a few kisses to your outer labia. He slipped a finger between your folds, gathering up some of your slick. He lifted it to his nose, sniffing it before his tongue darted out from between his lips to lap at his finger.

His grip on your thigh tightened as you heard him groan. He forced your legs open, pushing them upwards and out of the way. Finally, he went down on you.

You whined loudly as he wrapped his lips around your dick, sucking lightly as he teased your entrance with his fingers. Your hands flew to the sheets, tugging the fabric up with your fingers in a sorry attempt to keep yourself grounded.

“Ah- K-Katsuki~ fuck Katsuki!” You cried out, bucking your hips up against his face.

“What? Can’t handle it? You want me to stop~?” He teased, and you shook your head

“Don’t stop! Oh god please don’t stop!”

“Yeah? You like it?” He purred. “Cuz I sure do, I really like this fucking dick~” you tried to press your face into the pillows as he slipped a finger inside you.

“Katsuki- y-you’re embarrassing me!” You whined.

“Yeah? I don’t fucking care,” he growled. “I only care about getting this cute little dick to cum~” in that instant, you were back inside his mouth, and he didn’t even need to bob his head to fit all of you inside.

You squirmed and wiggled, and Katsuki moved his hands from you thigh to your hip. He growled again, looking up at you with a glare. He wanted you to keep still.

His thumb rubbed soothingly at your skin as he continued to fingerfuck you, slipping another digit inside your quivering walls. You couldn’t keep yourself from mewling his name, bucking up into his touch.

“God I love your noises,” he groaned against your sopping wet core. “I love your dick, I love you.”

“Katsuki!” You cried out when his fingers curled upwards, pressing against your g-spot. “Oh fuck Katsuki, right there!”

“Oh? Did I find your special spot? Hmm good boy~” you could feel all senses washing away, Katsuki was just making you feel so good, too good, you could hardly process it.

Was this really his first time?

Katsuki pulled his fingers out of you, moving them upwards to rub at your dick. Your own slick acting as lube. He circled your entrance with his tongue.

“Ah- Kat-Katsuki! Careful, that- that’s sensitive! Mm fuck~”

“Well you seem to like it, so I’m going to do it.” He slid his tongue inside you, swishing it around to gather as much of your nectar as he could.

“Oh shit, oh fuck, oh shit oh fuck, oh shit, oh fuck oh shit oh fuck!” You threw your head back onto the pillows, legs spasming and pressing down on either side of Katsuki’s face.

Katsuki moved his hand away from your dick, taking to rubbing at your hips to calm you. He continued to tongue-fuck you throughout your high, slowing down as you started to relax before he finally pulled away.

“You good baby?” he purred, licking your sticky climax off his lips. You whimpered, nodding.

“That felt really good~” you huffed as he crawled over you again, pressing kisses to your neck.

“You’re fucking hot~” he murmured, nipping at your skin. “You sounded so sweet, and tasted sweet too~” he tilted your head up so he could meet your eyes. “Tiny dicks are the fucking best~”

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mha-grievances · 1 year

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That's 32 more posts than 2021!

23 posts created (72%)

9 posts reblogged (28%)

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So I think most of us can agree that anime has a lot of fan-service. Whether you like it or not, it’s simply the truth. For the most part, I could care less about fan-service. Too much makes me uncomfortable and deters me from an anime, but if it happens occasionally, then I don’t really care.

Another thing we can agree on is that MHA definitely has a lot of fan-service. I’m able to ignore a good chunk of it, but like others, there are things that make me uncomfortable. Momo’s costume, Midnight’s suggestive remarks when around literal teens, etc. Today though, I’m not going to talk about those though. Instead I want to talk about a certain panel that showed up during this week’s leaks:

It should be no surprise that the literal bunny hero is sexualized, both by Hori himself and by the fans. However, this right here is gore porn. Miruko is on display right here. The way she's laid out on the ground. The way her costume pinches in certain places. The way she’s even winded. For some reason, despite her injuries being super severe, Hori decided to use this moment to sexualize her. Why? What purpose does this serve to the story? Again, fan-service is going to be part of a story, but this is a huge tonal shift. This is supposed to be a dramatic moment. The number five hero was taken out, most of her limbs torn off. This isn’t a moment where she should be sexualized, but she is. Over on my other blog @anti-bakugou-memes, an anon said the following:

“People call her "disturbing and fetishized" purely for the fact that she has several missing limbs. Like... It's so terrible and abelist. Just because character is hot and disabled doesn't mean that they are sexualized. Fetishy disabled content is when character is helpless and used by superiour dudes. Mirko isn't. She is dominating the fight and being her badass self. How is she fetishized or disturbing? Fans are just ableist as fuck.”

In any of Miruko’s other moments, I’d definitely agree. I don’t have positive opinions on her, but one thing I do appreciate is that she’s never been treated as “lesser” or sexualized due to her loss of limbs. In fact, she’s still been kicking ass and taking names. Her sexualization has been focused on the fact that she’s an attractive and fit woman. Her disabilities play no part in her sexualization. It’s not treated in a fetishized way nor is it treated as something unattractive, which is commendable. However, here it feels that her being helpless and tired is being sexualized. This woman has had her limbs ripped off, is most likely dying, and even if she survives she’ll have a lifetime of trauma. Instead of showcasing that, it feels like Hori drew up something for some sick gore hentai. He could’ve drawn her in literally any other position or manner to convey she’s been defeated, and yet he chose possibly the worst one. It’s nasty and outright disrespectful.

55 notes - Posted September 15, 2022

Katsuki Bakugou and Why He’s Poorly Written

Whelp everyone, it’s time for me to kick things off with a bang by talking about Katsuki Bakugou. Just note that this essay is only a draft and I plan to release the full one once MHA officially ends. For now though, I hope you enjoy.

As the title says, Katsuki Bakugou is a poorly written character and is easily my least favorite character in all of fictional media. Now, I think there's two huge parts of his character and it's important to go over them. The first half of Katsuki is one that everyone recognizes, he's a boy with both a superiority and an inferiority complex. It's what the series considers to be his biggest flaw. As a character concept, this isn't new. In fact, anyone could list at least five characters like this without any issues. Why is this important? Well, simply put, this isn't why I hate him. Characters who start off egotistical and get humbled are often some of the best written ones. For Katsuki though, they don’t do this architype well. Now, he clearly has moments where his ego is checked (his fight against the Sludge Villain, him losing the battle trial, him not fighting Shoto at full strength, his fight against All Might, and him getting captured by the League of Villains). At first, he simply gets pissed off, which is natural. Soon though, he begins to reflect on this, realizing that he isn't the best. Normally, this is a good thing. However, most of these lessons don’t stick and Katsuki’s back to acting like he was before his ego was checked. What do I mean about this? I’ll get to that soon.

Sadly, now we get to the part I absolutely hate: the Katsuki that's a full on monster. For those of you raising your pitchforks at me, I'll provide some examples: first off, he bullied Izuku because he enjoyed it. He mentally destroyed a boy just because he dared to have a dream. Second, he nearly committed murder and didn't feel anything about it. Remember the battle trial where he launched a deadly explosion? Now, here's the part where some of you will say that he didn't intend to kill Izuku. That's true, but he didn't care if the boy died. He shouted "not if he dodges," not "he'll dodge." He was wiling to murder someone just to win a stupid exercise. Unlike his egotistical side, this side never develops. You never see him thinking to himself "oh, maybe I went too far," or "wow, I was such a shitty person." It's simply brushed to the side. No one in cannon ever bats an eye to this, and it hurts their characters. Katsuki nearly attacks Izuku in the quirk assessment exam? Shota gives him a warning, despite the fact he was about to expel Izuku a moment ago. So you're telling me that you'd rather keep someone who clearly has anger issues over a boy who's trying to learn how to use his quirk? After the battle trial, he's told to 'grow up' instead of being expelled on the spot. Shota's last class must've been filled with the worst people imaginable if he was willing to expel them and not the maniac. Ejiro and Mina have experience with being bullied, but they befriend Katsuki? Why? They should know that Izuku's being bullied based on his reactions (normal people don't flinch when around someone), but they conveniently ignore it. The entire class ignores it. Hell, I think they know something's up based on their reactions to when Izuku picks his hero name, which hurts their characters even more. Everyone else's characters are harmed because Katsuki has plot armor and everyone's got to worship him, even though realistically no one in that class would like him. Then there's the final exams, where the school tries to use Izuku to better Katsuki, phrasing it like it's somehow partially his fault that Katsuki doesn't want to work with others. Cool, let's treat Izuku as nothing but a prop and ignore the fact that he's actively tried working at getting Katsuki to cooperate. Next comes one of the worst things I've seen in a while; their confrontation when Katsuki learns that Izuku has All might's quirk (which have I mentioned is one of my least favorite scenes in all of media?). When Katsuki keeps questioning Izuku about why he was chosen, this should've been Izuku's time to shine. To give Katsuki 'the reason you suck speech' and let him know the literal hell he's been put through and how All Might doesn't care about strength but instead the person you are. Nope, instead that whole ordeal is brushed to the side and Izuku continues bowing down to Katsuki, showering him with praises. It makes Izuku look weak and makes me believe that he has some form of Stockholm Syndrome. This should've been Izuku's time to show that he isn't weak anymore (the battle trial doesn't count because after it, Izuku goes back to being skittish around Katsuki), but nope, let's ignore the fact that the reason Katsuki was kidnapped was because the villains saw one of them in him. No, it wasn't because he was weak that All Might had to save him. It was because he was a garbage human being. After that, Katsuki's sins are forgiven (if they weren't already) and everything's fine, except Izuku still has to deal with the trauma Katsuki inflicted on him. Unlike his ego, his shitty person-side is never checked. He's never punished for the things he did or has done. He practically gets off scott-free in this regard. He learns a lesson regarding checking his ego but never learns that he needs to be a better person. The only reason he's being "nice" to Izuku is that Izuku is no longer 'weak'. He's treating him like the rest of his classmates now (compare the way he treats the rest of 1-A in the beginning of the series to now. There's almost no difference).

Continued on a separate post cause apparently Tumblr has a character limit. Here’s the link: https://mha-rewritten.tumblr.com/post/685448765657792513/katsuki-bakugou-and-why-hes-poorly-written-pt-2

72 notes - Posted May 27, 2022

Katsuki Bakugou and Why He’s Poorly Written pt 2.

Continues right where part one ends. Read part one here: https://mha-rewritten.tumblr.com/post/685448277861269504/katsuki-bakugou-and-why-hes-poorly-written

Now, as I was saying before, he’s not doing so out of guilt, but because Izuku is 'strong' now. I guarantee that if he encounters another quirkless person, he'll bully them the same way he bullied Izuku. Hell, I believe that if Izuku did commit suicide, he wouldn't care.

In the end, Katsuki is supposed to be a hero, yet he's acting more villainous than the villains without any reason. Both Himiko and Twice have had their minds shattered by their quirks and find that they have no use outside of bloodshed. Tomura, Dabi, and Spinner want to destroy the society that destroyed them and prevented them from living a decent life. Their actions are horrible, but their motives are understandable and makes the viewer pity them, making them compelling villains. Even Muscular, who's basically Katsuki's steroid filled twin in characterization, is a better character because he knows he's a villain and rolls with it. He doesn't claim to be something he's not. He's not deep, but doesn't need to be as he's simply an obstacle. Katsuki? Well, cannon keeps trying to shove the idea that he's a hero in people's faces, but he's not. I get it, the point of Katsuki's character is that he has a superiority and inferiority complex: he has a strong quirk and hates it when people seemingly look down on him (hence why he took offense when Izuku tried to help him when they were kids). However, his response is to mentally and physically torture a boy. You don't have to like everyone, you can choose not to socialize with someone, but the moment you CONSCIOUSLY hurt others, then you're a bad person. People with trauma in the MHA verse such as Ejiro, Shoto (after the sports festival), and Izuku manage to be good people when they have every reason not to be. Even if Katsuki was right in that Izuku thought he was better than him, his response is to mentally and physically torture someone. There's knocking someone off a high-horse and then there's being a shitty person (not to mention how hypocritical Katsuki is being). He's a villain who is treated as a hero and gets no repercussions for his actions nor is he a villain who lashes out after being victims of injustice. He's not even one of those well meaning villains who chose to fight against society. He's just flat-out evil and a Karma Houdini. The only time he's ever punished is when he fights Izuku in the mock-city upon discovering his quirk and compared to everything else he's done, this is nothing, andIzuku also gets punished for defending himself. You can also argue that he doesn't earn his hero license, but he hasn't been shown to learn the importance of saving others from it. In fact, that's another strike against him, he never learns that the most important thing about being a hero is that you save the innocent and everyone sees it as fine. All Might literally says to Izuku that he needs to learn to understand the people who fight to win. Uh, this isn't an MMA anime/manga. This is a superhero one. In this case, saving people is more important than fighting. Even the most edgiest anti-heroes like Punisher and (later versions of) Deadpool avoid damaging the innocent in their crusades. Katsuki? He doesn't care if they die. As long as he beats up the villain, he's fine. I know this is supposed to be a process, but we're pretty far in the manga already and it still hasn't happened. Not hero material in the slightest. And sure, you can argue that his character is meant to embody the 'win to save' mindset, but only the 'win' part is ever shown, never the save. While he does mention this theme in his ‘apology’, it isn’t enough of a recognition for reasons I’ll get to soon.

I also want to highlight that Endeavor's development's been far better than Katsuki. He's been called out on his behavior, used All Might's retirement as a means of learning (discovering that only focusing on being number 1 is a hollow feeling), and is trying to make up for lost time. And guess what? Most of the Todoroki family makes it clear that he has a lot to atone to, and rightfully so. He has to work for their forgiveness, and so far, the only thing Shoto has done is begrudgingly given him a second chance. He still hates his father. Endeavor's being held accountable for his actions, and he still is now that Dabi's identity has been revealed. Katsuki hasn't been held accountable for anything. The redemption story is far from perfect (seriously, it should've taken a lot more for Rei to forgive him), but it's a million times better than Katsuki's.

Some of you might be thinking that I think he needs to have some sort of severe beatdown or something to change. However, I wholeheartedly believe that Katsuki doesn't have to have something traumatic to cause him to change. People change all the time without such incidents. However, he needs to have an 'oh shit' moment where he realizes what he's done. Hell, I've read fanfics that have redeemed Katsuki in magnificent ways without excessive violence. Canon has yet to give him a good redemption arc and doesn't seem like it will as they keep singing him praises. During the scene in the second movie where Izuku gives Katsuki OFA, he says that All Might won't mind it if Izuku gave it to him due to the fact that he admired All Might as well. What about the fact he was a shit human being and hasn't acknowledged this or bothered changing? I understand that transferring OFA was necessary in that final fight, but if All Might or his predecessors are even decent human beings, they will take problem with Katsuki having the quirk meant to symbolize hope and peace.

I think that the best time for his character to develop was during his fight with Izuku after discovering the boy has OFA (and in the way I mentioned or in a similar way). Its a bit too late for it to feel natural now…

Also, I know Katsuki sacrificed himself for Izuku and FINALLY apologized. However, both came out of nowhere. The sacrifice was way out of character for someone like him, especially when he still doesn't realize he's a horrible person ('his legs just started moving on their own' came from nowhere). If his development was more natural, like him consistently showing he's changed rather than him flipflopping between being the same person who bullied Izuku and someone who's trying to change, then this scene would've easily changed my opinion on him. The sacrifice felt more about protecting One for All instead of Izuku himself. If he were to have died, then he basically becomes resolved of any potential consequences he should face for his wrongdoings, stuff he still has yet to acknowledge as wrong. It'd be a cheap copout. It also felt forced seeing as it's supposed to be a touching moment between two friends, but Katsuki was nothing but an abuser. Same goes for the apology. Just ten minutes ago he was insulting Izuku and then he suddenly apologized? Yeah, there's a thing called consistency and this wasn't consistent behavior on his end, weakening the apology to the point where it was practically meaningless. These scenes also remind me of another reason I hate Katsuki's redemption story: Katsuki's 'redemption' story involves a lot of telling, not showing. We're told that he's changing, but he continues to do things that shows he hasn't. He still insults his classmates, hurts Izuku with a block of ice, mocks All Might the past users of OFA (he mocks the previous users dying due to them not being strong enough), fired a point-blank explosion at Tamaki for not fighting him, told a civilian to kill himself, stabbed Izuku in the head for talking about his progress with Black Whip (nearly killing him a second time), and yelled at Fuyumi for talking about her trauma. It takes a special kind of asshole to do the things he's done even AFTER his 'redemption story', especially nearly killing a fellow hero a second time, yelling at a TRAUMA VICTIM, and insulting people who risked their lives to save others while saying you could do better! Because of this, when we get moments like him sacrificing himself to save Izuku (which I think was more-so him protecting OFA rather than Izuku) or him telling the kids not to look down on anyone, it becomes hypocritical and/or OOC. Like what motivated such a random shift from Katsuki calling Izuku a 'wannabe All Might' (a sensitive topic to Izuku and is something he knows is sensitive to him) to suddenly apologizing? Either he has poorly written Bipolar disorder or he's just not a human being. In addition, the apology felt more as if Katsuki was apologizing about being an asshole, but not an abusive piece of shit. The apology needed to be lengthy, not just ‘sorry for everything I did’. He needed to actually acknowledge what he did instead of taking the easy way out, especially when his list of heinous acts are as high as they are. He even needed to acknowledge Izuku’s emotions and why it’s his fault Izuku suffers from self esteem issues. Instead, he just claims he was mean to Izuku, which is far from what he actually was. Dude nearly killed him twice. That’s not mean, that’s evil. Also, he still hasn't received any consequences for his behavior. Endeavor's life is being ruined and he has to watch his son Dabi become a villain, something he's responsible for. When has Katsuki suffered a blow to his reputation? Outright lost a fight to a 'nobody' or even a supporting character? The answer is never.

Another issue I have with Katsuki's development is that it also presents a horrible message: "if your abuser gets slightly better, what happened to you doesn't matter. Just forgive and it'll be like nothing happened! In fact, it was probably nothing so don't even bother thinking of it as abuse. Oh, and don't tell anyone because the person that hurt you is secretly good (lol, no, they wouldn't be hurting you on purpose then and sure there are good people who do bad things, but there's a difference in mugging someone and nearly killing them without remorse), and did I mention that it doesn't matter anyways!? Your mental health doesn't matter, just push through it, life doesn't revolve around you" (this was paraphrased from a comment on an AO3 story, I believe it was one left on 'Fuck Bullies' by RandomWeirdCat, which is a great anti-Katsuki story which I'd highly recommend reading). It may not have been the author's intended message, but it's the one he gives out (I have no ill-will for the author btw. It's horrible that people are sending him death threats for no reason. If you don't like the series, either complain about it online, write Fanfiction, and/or don't watch it).

I also want to mention that Katsuki has Mary Sue traits. Note that I didn't call him a Mary Sue. That term's been thrown to hell and back, but I do stand by the fact he has some traits of a Mary Sue. For starters, I feel Katsuki wins more than he should. In an outright fight, he's only physically lost once and that was in the second movie against Nine. You can also count his kidnapping by the LoV as a loss, but Dabi snuck up on him, so I don't really count it. Same goes with the Sludge Villain. I also don't count the final exam since it was a team battle and it was never concluded. Most of his 'defeats' is to his ego, which would be fine if A: he's humbled from his defeats which he isn't and B: his character flaw was only that he has a large ego (when in reality, his biggest flaw is being a terrible person, which is never addressed in canon). Yeah, he has a powerful quirk and good instincts, but he's never been formally trained and others have superior quirks which are barely shown off. Kyouka and Denki come to mind immediately. Kyouka one-shots anyone she plugs her jacks into (and from what I've seen, she can plug them into anything) and Denki can produce 2 million volts and his quirk lasts for a few seconds, producing a current which could easily kill someone. Shoto also would've stomped Katsuki if he used his fire as Katsuki isn't fireproof (otherwise Dabi wouldn't have been able to threaten him). Muscular, Rappa, and Overhaul would also kill him if he fought them. Rappa even has more striking force as he was able to break Ejiro's 'unbreakable' form while Katsuki couldn't pierce through Ejiro's regular form (only reason he even won that fight is because Ejiro has a time limit to how long he can remain hardened. If it wasn't for that limit, Ejiro could've just won the match. In fact, I'm positive that all he needed to do was grab Katsuki and headbutt him for a KO, but of course, Katsuki HAS to win all his fights. Oddly enough, this showing means that Katsuki's explosions are about as powerful as a bullet since Ejiro's regular hardening was able to take a gun shot with only a crack, more damage than he took when fighting against Katsuki. Katsuki's quirk does have the advantage of having a larger spread though while also being a combination of heat and force whereas a gun's only force). Fumikage would've also been able to demolish Katsuki if it wasn't for his weakness to light (a fair weakness, so I won't say anything about that). As for Katsuki's fighting style, his arms are his source of his quirk, so all someone has to do is break them and he can't use his quirk or else the recoil would bust his arms further (he does have enhanced strength, but he still gets hurt by things that would hurt normal people, so breaking his arm wouldn't be hard if you can get him in a correct hold). If anyone knows anything about boxing, Katsuki's fighting style is similar to that of an out-boxer, where he uses his arm's max reach when throwing attacks. Typically, an out-boxer does so to keep their opponents at bay and I think that due to the recoil of his explosions on his own body, he has to stretch out his arm if he wants to use his quirk to its fullest potential. In every fight, we see this and the only time he doesn't extend his arm is when he's letting loose smaller explosions. Simply put, if someone wanted to break his arm, all they'd have to do is dodge the first strike and slam his elbow with enough force. Long rant, but my point is that his quirk's overrated in canon and there are other quirks that exist that are simply better yet never get the time to shine (and if they do, it's for a running gag. Seriously, Kyouka casually one-shots people for laughs but when it comes to a fight, she suddenly forgets that she can). If they do get some spotlight, it's not against Katsuki who would get stomped without issue. He also has never received any formal training, with his only fights Pre U.A being against those who can't defend himself.

Adding on to the idea of Katsuki having Mary Sue traits, we're also told that Katsuki is also incredibly talented (somehow he can cook, is capable of tutoring when he has no social skills, ranks third in intellect, and can play the drums) yet we actually never see why he has these talents or when he developed them. Your character can be talented, but at some point, there's TOO talented (unless they're shown to have acquired those skills in a flashback or such is the purpose of a character such as Izuru Kamakura from Danganronpa who even then has a weakness- his apathy and the inability to find meaning in life). This wouldn't be that bad if his flaws hinder him, but they don't, or at least in a meaningful way. The worst it did was delay him getting his hero-license. He also gets suspended for provoking a fight, but so does Izuku for defending himself, so I don't count it since he wasn't solely punished for something that was his fault. In general, he never gets punished for his behavior. Seriously, despite how he treats everyone, he's still beloved and anyone who doesn't like him is painted in a bad light (such as Neito and the crowd who was correctly booing him at the Sports Festival). Ejiro and Mina, the two most anti-bully characters in the show, somehow don't notice that Katsuki is a bully and are still friends with him. I've already mentioned all the other stuff he should've gotten in trouble for (such as him nearly killing Izuku in the battle trial), so I'll save you that rant again, but all in all, Katsuki's flaws don't hinder him what-so-ever and he seemingly is good at everything (even in regards to social stuff, something he should be terrible at).

Katsuki is also clearly a writer's pet. You can clearly tell whom the writers pets in MHA are based on how they're treated and how they never receive consequences for their actions. Now, it's alright to have favorites, it'd be hypocritical for me to say you can't when I have my favorite characters of all time listed on my profile, but when it impedes in your writing, especially in a published material outside of FanFiction, you have a problem.

Finally, I also want to talk about rival characters. A rival character can be great. A character can learn how to improve themselves with the presence of a rival character. Naturally, a rival character doesn't have to be a good person, but they need to offer something to the main character. Katuski offers nothing, or at least nothing that another character can't. In terms of pushing Izuku to be the best hero, Tenya and Shoto could easily take Katsuki's spot. It isn't like Katsuki offers anything outside of being a skilled fighter and a benchmark that Izuku strives to be, which is something Shoto is better at anyways (him being considered the current strongest of 1-A and being able to fight almost evenly with Katsuki despite using 50% of his power). Tenya can also serve as an intellectual rival to Izuku. You also have Tomura causing chaos and showcasing the faults of the hero world. He represents the external conflict Izuku faces and presents an internal conflict as well (how far is he willing to go to save people). Katsuki is supposed to represent the idea that winning is sometimes the best way to save people, but Tomura could also teach Izuku this as well. Katsuki's actions only showcase why a desire to only win as a hero is bad and nothing else, which again could have been fine as well if it wasn't for the fact he's never punished for his mindset and that Izuku still worships him. Some might try to say Katsuki has a strong will and that this is something Izuku strives to have, but he nearly throws a temper tantum after having his butt handed to him during the final exam (he was stupid to even think he was anywhere near All Might's level especially after the Sludge Incident). Izuku was the one who snapped him out of it and has shown that he has a stronger will than Katsuki. Some might also say that Katsuki has confidence that Izuku wishes to emulate, but he could've easily gotten it as he got a better handling of his quirk. Seriously, Katsuki offers nothing to the narrative besides being a hindrance to the main character's growth, and not one the kind that challenges Izuku to grow further like Tomura and the other villains do. He also has no plot relevance, with the only plot relevance he has being that time he got kidnapped and triggered the fight between All Might and All for One, but you could easily replace him with someone else. Shoto's a perfect example due to his connection with Endeavor and Dabi being his brother. While rival characters are important, Katsuki is an example of one that isn't needed. MHA would've been much better without him. He's also a crap secondary protagonist (if you consider him to be one) due to his crappy redemption arc. I have no reason to cheer for him, rather, I'm waiting for him to get his long overdue karma strike.

I also quickly want to compare Katsuki to two other characters who get shit on by the fandom but in my opinion don't deserve to be, or at least don't deserve it as much as Katsuki does. First is Neito Monoma, who I think is a far superior character than Katsuki. Neito has shown that he can be a decent person (offering supportive words to Setsuna after she lost to Katsuki) and actually has a sympathetic reason for his behavior. He was constantly mocked for his situational quirk and wishes to prove that he can stand with other heroes. He also wishes to show people that his class is every bit as good as 1-A. Does it excuse his behavior? No. But it both explains it and makes his actions reasonable. He also hasn't tried killing or excessively wounding anyone, which is a bonus, and actually gets punished for his behavior. Yeah, you can argue whether the punishments are too light or whatnot, but Neito receiving some punishments is better than Katsuki receiving nothing while having everyone continue to suck his dick. Second is Minoru Mineta. There are several reasons for why I like Minoru better than Katsuki: first off, he doesn't hog that much screen time. He does his thing and is immediately out of the picture until he eventually comes back. The most screen time he's had is his battle with Midnight. Meanwhile, we have to deal with Katsuki almost all the time save for the Overhaul arc. Secondly, Minoru does face some punishments for his behavior. He gets nailed by a rock when trying to perv on the girls during the Summer Camp training arc, Tsuyu almost drowns him after he groped her, his classmates constantly look down on him due to his behavior (Denki mentioning that he thought Minoru was as dumb as him and Mina), and some of his classmates actively avoid him/are disgusted by him (Mina excluding him from the room competition). As I mentioned thousands of times, Katsuki never gets punished for his behavior. Everyone loves him for no reason and he gets a slap on the wrist at worst. Again, you can argue that Minoru's punishments are too light, but like I said with Neito, some punishment is better than no punishment when comparing the two. Finally, the series isn't constantly shoving down the idea that Minoru is a good person. His reason for being a hero is made known and mocked by his classmates. He's not treated by some noble person or someone who should be followed. He's constantly mocked for his shortcomings. The only reason he hasn't been expelled is due to plot armor. Meanwhile, canon keeps trying to get us to believe that Katsuki is someone who should be admired despite all his actions. He's given a shitty 'redemption story' to add on to the fact he should be admired, but due to how bad his 'redemption story' is, it only makes his case worse. He also has far worse plot armor than Minoru due to reasons I've already explained. In the end, I find Minoru to be much more tolerable than Katsuki. Now, in the case of me liking Minoru over Katsuki, I'm not arguing which of them is a better character, but which one I like better. I'm neutral towards Minoru as mentioned before due to him being a trope rather than an actual character while Katsuki is a horribly written one.

In conclusion, if the egotistical side of Katsuki was his main characteristic, then he would've been a fine character in my eyes. All that had to be done was make him a cocky asshole who looked down on Izuku for being quirkless and have him occasionally make remarks demeaning the boy, with him getting struck by karma or witnessing something life-changing causing him to rethink his behavior and work on improving himself. Sadly, he's instead someone who revels in another person's suffering and he neither learns from his actions or is punished for his manners. His behavior is simply brushed under the rug. Add the fact that he ruins other characters and he's one of the worst I've seen. It really speaks volumes when your creator wishes that he went a different direction with your character despite you being his favorite in the first place. Katsuki could have been something amazing, or at least decent, but he is never given the development needed to make a character like him work, reducing him to a shit character. Also, him being a kid doesn't excuse his actions. He's old enough to know how to be a decent human being. He simply chooses not to. If he is old enough to receive official training to be a hero, he's able to tell right from wrong. Another thing people use to defend him is that "it's not his fault he's the way he is. Society taught him to be that way." Except it didn't. It taught Katsuki that he has every right to develop an ego, but it didn't teach him how to be a bad person. He chose to torture others. That's 100% his fault. He chooses to tell Izuku to kill himself. He chooses to try fighting an unconscious opponent. He chooses to nearly kill someone twice. He's old enough to tell right from wrong and he doesn't have a reason as to why he can't (such as Himiko Toga whose quirk warps her brain to the point where she can't help but kill). Saying this is stupid and removes the concept of personal responsibility from someone who CAN control their actions. Now, there's things you can and can't help. Katsuki can't help but grow an ego in the environment he was raised in but he CAN help how he treats people (or at least help not torturing people). There's a difference between ignorance/being a cocky dick and outright evil behavior. Katsuki is the latter. In the end, he's one of the biggest wastes of potential I've come across.

Also, I know someone’s going to try to say something about how I don’t know Katsuki as well as Hori does, and that’s true. However, part of being a writer is conveying all the traits of said character. Katsuki is poorly written in that Hori hasn’t been able to convey all that he’s wanted to about Katsuki. Again, it’s a show not tell sort of deal. We’re told that Katsuki’s getting better but we never see it. Those moments that end up showing improvement only end up being OOC since they appear once in a blue moon and are not consistent. Hori may know his ideal version of the character and his intended development/feelings, but he hasn’t been able to convey them effectively in his writing of the character. As such, the Katsuki in his mind and the Katsuki on paper are two different people. An author can say whatever they want about their character, but unless they can effectively show the readers proof of their claims, then the claims are invalid.

TL;DR (To Long Didn't Read): I hate Katsuki because his development is crap, he constantly escapes punishments for his crimes, he has worse plot armor than the freaking MC (Katsuki's whole existence is protected by plot armor (him winning fights he should lose since his quirk's weaker than a bullet and easily countered by anyone who knows how to fight, everyone loving him despite him being awful to them, him not being expelled despite Shota being a 'logical' teacher, etc.)), his character spreads harmful messages, and his existence hurts other characters. I'd let his past behavior slide if it weren't for these reasons. I've actually had to stop reading the manga/watching the anime for a bit because of how much his character ruins the canon series. I love the setting and a lot of the characters, which is why I still write Fanfiction about MHA, but the cannon series is a waste of potential. Again, I have nothing against the creator of MHA, I'm just giving my opinion on his work.

If anyone cares, I can name other egotistical, psychotic, and/or antagonistic characters who've received ACTUAL good development than Katsuki 'let everyone ignore my sins' Bakugo. His character trope can produce some of the most powerful and well-written characters, but Katsuki represents how easily it is to screw it up. Some of the characters I know of who do his trope right even start off as worse human beings than him and have similarly crappy motives. The difference is how they're handled.

90 notes - Posted May 27, 2022

Hori being a perv part 69

So Tooru Hagakure is my favorite MHA character despite mainly being a gag character. So much could’ve been done with her, but hasn’t been done due to a combination of things (her not being a central character, there being many other characters already, Katsuki hogging up screen time that could’ve gone to others, etc.). After years of waiting, we finally got to see a glimpse at what Tooru looks like. Not only that, but not long after, we finally got her on a cover page. And what does Hori do? He fucks it up. This is the image-

Now let it be known that I love the color of her hair and design. What I don’t like is that instead of, ya know, putting her in a cute outfit or something to show off her design, he decides that he’s gonna make her naked. Why Hori? Yes, I know that her hero costume has her naked, something that still bothers me cause if Mirio can get a costume that phases with him then Tooru can definitely get a costume that turns invisible with her, but c’mon. Really? Should’ve expected this seeing as he admitted to Minoru being a self insert for his perverted nature but it still sucks to see. And like I said in my post about Miruko, I’m not a prude about fan service, but at some point, there’s a thing as too much fan service and unneeded fan service. This is one of those instances.

142 notes - Posted September 28, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

So in the future I want to go over Hori’s style of comedy and why it doesn’t work, but for now, I want to highlight an instance where his comedy does land, and it’s here:

Honestly this little joke got a chuckle out of me. I’ll even say it was well written just because Fumikage and Kyouka’s characters make it work. It isn’t overly sexual, it isn’t Katsuki abusing Izuku for the billionth time, it’s just two teens having a small and funny exchange that takes less than a second and doesn’t really detract much from the events going on. It’s one and done. And it’s relatable cause most people get flustered from physical contact, platonic or romantic. So Hori, you’ve earned a W this time.

201 notes - Posted May 29, 2022

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ooh have about the main three with the fake dating trope :D

fake dating the main three

gn!reader, cursing here and there, typos and grammatical errors to be edited, past tense - present tense swerving to be fixed.

note: i was on vacation for 2 days without internet and i have bakugo's done in my notes but my phone died before i can even save it :D this will be kinda long because i went ahead of myself and detailed it exactly how i want. this is not betaed. please do tell me if there's a non they/them pronouns in here. hope you'll enjoy this!

requests are: open!

ㅡ bakugo

i spent the whole day thinking about how he'll agree to fake date. let's just say he's the one in need.

his mom has been bothering him for a long time now. she wants to see katsuki bring home a partner for them to meet.

it's a pain in the ears and he's very TIRED so he decided to just fake date somebody.

the only person he can tolerate in class a aside from kirishima is you. he doesn't care about the other extras.

he'll search for you in the heights' lounge area and ask to talk.

"hey, can we talk?" he grumbles, "uhh, sure? do you want to talk here or somewhere private?" "somewhere private."

when you guys are in a more private area, he'd glare at you for a minute, it'll make you wonder if you did something wrong, before finally speaking.

"date me for a fucking day."

you'll snort at what he said and laugh thinking it was a joke but the annoyed and impatient look on his face says otherwise.

"wait.. are you for real?" "what do you think, shithead?"

bakugo trusts you so much that you have this significant role to play in his life.

you agreed, of course. it's the bakugo katsuki asking for your help. a once in a lifetime chance. (you just like him, stop making things up)

he brings you to the bakugo household the day after and his house is BIG big.

mitsuki, his mom, welcomes you with a big smile and a hug. he then glares at his son, "WHY ARE YOU ONLY BRINGING THIS PRETTY LITTLE CREATURE NOW, YOU BRAT?" "SHUT UP, OLD HAG! BE NICE OR I AIN'T BRINGING THEM HERE NO MORE."

masaru, who's just sitting there at the couch like nothing's happening, gives you a wave.

the dinner was good. his mom's a great cook, his father's a chatterbox. what surprised you the most was how quiet katsuki is. you're not sure why. maybe he's like this at home? quiet, calm, just serene.

"it's not everyday i see a person who can tame my brat of a son. i can see why he likes you, (y/n)." his mom beams at you, "you're pretty, a kind little one too. take care of my son, will ya?"

not knowing what to say, you smiled at her and said what's currently inside your mind, "if he'll let me, i'll take care of him for the rest of my life." you looked down, "but knowing katsuki, he doesn't need anyone to take care of him. he's strong and independent and he knows it. it'll hurt his pride if someone helps him without him asking them to." you smiled to yourself, "i just hope he knows that when he needs me, i'll always be here for him."

mitsuki smiled at you in awe. you have the mother's approval, congrats!

katsuki just stared at you with furrowed eyebrows, masaru pats his back, "good job, son. i'm happy for you."

he then murmured a protest before drinking his water.

time passed by and it's eventually your time to say goodbye to the bakugos.

mitsuki hugs you for the last time and ask you to come have dinner with them again, masaru pats your head and thanks you for being there for his son.

both of you were in a car provided by the school for safety protocols when he spoke, "did you mean it?"

you looked at him, confused, "mean what?" "what you said earlier to my mom, shithead. did you mean it?" "well, yeah. i mean it when i say i'll always be here for you."

he wore this unreadable and unclear expression on his face. he looks mad? confused? no one knows.

"why?" he asked, "why what?" "WHY DO YOU KEEP MAKING ME REPEAT MYSELF. WHY DID YOU SAY IT?" "YOU'RE A FRIEND OF MINE, THAT'S IT."

he chuckled bitterly, "a friend. that's fucking funny. i literally though you also like me for a second."

huh.. what does he mean? also? you laughed nervously, "hey, did i hear you right? thought i heard 'also' there."

"you're fucking dense, aren't you? do you want me to scream it straight at your face? i fucking like you."

you froze. yes, but embarrassment caught up and you covered your reddened face, "WHY ARE YOU SUDDENLY CONFESSING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT? WHAT DO YOU EXPECT ME TO SAY?"

"I AIN'T EXPECTING YOU TO SAY ANYTHING, SHITHEAD!" "I LIKE YOU TOO!" "SHUT THE FUCK UP I DON'T WANT YOUR PITY OF A CONFESSION." "IT'S NOT A PITY OF A CONFESSION BUT FINE! I DON'T LIKE YOU." "OKAY THEN. I'M BRINGING SOMEONE ELSE NEXT DINNER AND TELL THE OLD HAG WE BROKE UP." "NOOOOOOO!!"

ㅡ todoroki

i was contemplating whether to have him help fake date or have him need help. it's fitting if he's the one in need so i decided just that.

he might seem dense and clueless most of the time but he's the epitome of evilness.

he talks about you all the time that's why fuyumi has taken a liking to you and asked shoto to invite you to dinner with them.

shoto sees this as a chance. he'll take advantage of the situation because he knows you won't say no.

he goes to where you are sitting, "i apologize but my sister, fuyumi, she thinks we're dating. she wants to invite you to dinner at our house later." he said that with a straight face but this mf is smirking on the inside.

"uhhh, okay? sure? but uhm, why would she think we're dating?" "she thinks everyone close to me is dating me. she's like that.. yes. fuyumi likes you the most, i think. that's.. uh, that's why she's inviting you to dinner." (I HC HIM AS A BAD LIAR)

sounds suspicious and weird, but okay? you have a lot of question in mind.

"i would go. but how should i act? why didn't you tell her we aren't dating though?" "i don't want to disappoint my sister. you can act like you're dating me, if it's fine with you. just for a day."

"sure, sure! just tell me where and what time. i'll be there." "no, you can come with me. we'll go there together."

he brings you to the todoroki household after class. their house is soooo pretty. it's a traditional japanese house.

fuyumi was the first one to greet you, with her sparkling eyes and bright smile, she held both your hands gently and said, "i'm so glad you came! i've been wanting to ask shoto to have you come eat with us. thank you for coming!"

natsuo jogged from the back and gave you a cool wave, "hey, (y/n). how was it dealing with shoto?"

you faked sighed, "awful. how did you deal with him for the last 16 years?" "we never did." "oh.... OH NO I'M SORRY!" "HAHAHA. it's fine, i'm just kidding. no biggie."

enji won't be home for the day. he's busy doing number 1 hero works.

the dinner was fun. it was the funniest dinner you have ever had.

shoto's quietness is the exact opposite of natsuo's talkativeness. that man is talkative and funny as fuck. throwing jokes everywhere. it was entertaining.

all shoto did was take care of you. he serves you all the food you point at, gets you water, he even went too close for comfort and wiped a stain just above your lips. it made you blush, yes. you don't know why but it left you lightheaded. (you're in love with him, that's why)

fuyumi.. our beautiful and beloved fuyumi.

she exposed his brother's ass.

"aww. you guys are so cute together. ah! (y/n), do you remember that time when.. uhm, kaminari was it? i forgot his name but do you remember that time where he told you, midoriya, and the girls to wear a maid costume for the festival because your class is having a maid cafe booth? shoto told me you were so pretty that time! he hated how the boys in your class looked at you like you were some sweet treat, isn't that right, shoto?"

"and do you remember when you fought bakugo at the sports festival? where it was a close fight and you gave him a hard time? shoto said you won if the decision was up to him and that you were so cool!"

and she went on and on.

shoto was red as a tomato (or even redder) beside you. he was clutching his pants as if he was asking the floor to just eat him up.

you decided to ask him about this later to not uncover the fake dating plan.

dinner ended after a little talking, fuyumi gave you leftovers to take home which you will not reject because her cooking is divine, and asked you to come again after giving you a big and warm hug.

natsuo gave you a high five and thanked you for coming. he also thanked you for laughing at his jokes. he feels like he's very funny now.

both said goodbye to shoto.

the journey back to the heights was quiet but not awkward. it seems like shoto knew you have a lot in mind.

you spoke when he's about to open the main door. "what was that?" he looked at you with a confused expression, "the one at dinner."

"ah, if it isn't obvious yet after my sister opened her mouth, i like you. i have been for a long time now." he said that with a deadpan expression, "it annoyed me at first, it annoyed me that you're in my mind whenever i try to sleep, you're in my mind everytime i wake up. it annoyed me that i want nothing more than to hold you near me, hold your hands, warm you up with my fire everytime you feel cold, hug you, kiss you." he sighed frustratedly, "i just want to do everything with you... i'm sorry. i'm not good with words."

WELL YOU DID NOT EXPECT HIM TO BE THIS STRAIGHTFORWARD.

but again, this is todoroki shoto.

"..what? shoto... i didn't know you felt that way. why didn't you tell me?" you asked him concernedly, you lifted your hand to hold his face but stopped halfway thinking maybe he doesn't want to be touched.

but then he held your hand and guided it to hold his face, "i didn't actually plan to confess but when people started talking about how good of a hero you'd become in the future and when everyone started saying they all want to date you, that's when i decided it's now or never." he looked at your eyes, "i don't want to lose this chance. that's why i started telling fuyumi stories about you and asking her what to do."

"is that why your sister thought we were dating?" "yes. she knows about how i feel for you. she told me to confess and i told her i did and that it went well. i lied to her. i don't know why."

you coughed, "so, she doesn't really think everyone close to you is dating you?" "yes." "you lied to me?" "yes, i apologize."

"you could have told me you like me too!?" "it's not that easy to confess. plus, i really wanted to know how everything will go. it went well, i'm satisfied. you like me too, right?" "i do, shoto. i like you so much." he smiled at you, that rare fucking smile he knows is pretty, "that's enough for me."

"BUT YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF EVERYTHING?" "yes. yes, i did." "WHAT THE HELL'S WRONG WITH YOU!!?" "date me, (y/n)" "OKAY!"

ㅡ midoriya

a lot of guys from the other class have been bothering you. they kept on asking for your number and stuff. one even sent you flowers and a box of chocolates.

you appreciate it if you're being honest. what you don't appreciate is them sticking to you the whole lunch.

you told mina what's happening and she told you that the best shot of getting off those admirers of yours is to date somebody.

you don't wanna to that though. aside from focusing on studies, you have feelings for this certain someone with green messy hair and freckles. you don't want to date someone just to use them and lie to them.

"you know, what if you just get your shit together and confess to midoriya?" "MINA, BE QUIET! SOMEONE MIGHT HEAR YOU!" "confess to midoriya!" she whispired.

"or just ask him to date you until your followers stop following you around?" kaminari interjects, "what, you mean like, fake date him?" "yeah. something like that." "you're really useful sometimes, aren't you?" "shut up, mina."

you've thought about it all night. would izuku think i'm using him? would he reject the idea? would he be mad about it?

after contemplating, you finally went out of your room and walked straight at his door. he opened it with a smile after 3 knocks.

"hey, (y/n)! how can i help you?"

you looked at him nervously. what you were about to ask is a big part to act. "i will get straight to the point. some people from the other classes have been bothering me for a while now. they keep on following me and asking for my number even though i rejected them all the time. i want to ask you if you could date me? IT'S FAKE! OF COURSE. will you please fake date me until they get off me? i, uh, i'm not taking advantage of your kindness. i promise. right?" you said with a shaking voice.

he laughed at your rambling, "no need to be nervous, (y/n)! i would love to do the honors and fake date you! it's like an undercover hero mission. it's so cool! when do we start?"

you smiled at his enthusiasms. izuku is really the kindest person here on earth. you told him what to do, who those people are, etc. your fake dating starts tomorrow.

izuku was waiting outside your door when you opened it, he has his usual beaming smile when you saw him, "hi, (y/n)! ready to start our mission?" he's surely so into this whole thing.

you both walked down the lounge area holding each other's hand. everyone was gaping at the sight except todoroki who remained munching on his sandwich and bakugo who, well, "fucking finally you idiots." he said.

izuku let go of your hand and held both his hands up while shaking his head in a panicky manner, "no, no! we're just fake dating. i'm helping (y/n) get rid of their admirers! they said it was bothering them!"

"okay. but (y/n), why deku?" the motherfucker was smirking at you. todoroki, bless him, caught the panic in your eyes and called bakugo off. "that's enough, bakugo. leave them alone." "tsk! fucking icyhot a fucking killjoy."

most of your admirers stopped following you after they saw you holding hands with izuku. he's been doing a lot for you. he tried to tie your hair at training and brought you water. nothing much happened inside the classroom because everyone knows it's just a show. lots of outsiders believe you're dating izuku. some still bothers you from time to time especially at lunch.

you were sitting with bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, and of course, izuku, when a group of 3 went to your table (they're brave. no one would come bother bakugo's table because everyone's terrified of him.)

"hey, (y/n). can you give me your number now? i just wanted to get to know you better." "(y/n) give me your number! i'll send you lots of chocolates. i promise!" "they're liars but i'm not. i'd take you to your favorite movie this sunday of you'll give me your number?"

you pursed your lips in an annoyed manner, your friends are here and they're embarrassing you. you were about to speak when izuku beats you to it, "please stop bothering (y/n). it's obvious that my partner doesn't want to give you their number."

the group stared at each other with bewildered expressions on their faces, one looked at izuki and asked, "partner? you mean, combat partner or boyfriend? (y/n)'s dating someone?"

izuku wore a prideful expression on his face, "yes, i am their boyfriend and they're dating someone. that's why with all due respect, please leave them alone."

the 3 backed out and apologized. not everyone has the same personality as mineta. the person who seemed like their leader walked forward and bowed, "we're so sorry. we should've stopped when they rejected us the first time. they're just so intriguing that's why we wanted to know more about them. we're really sorry." with that, they left.

you faced izuku and thanked him. it was nice to finally walk and look around without seeing unfamiliar faces follow you. "thank you so much, izuku! you saved me. really."

he smilled at you, "it's nothing! i'd do anything for (y/n)." izuku froze at what he said and started chuckling anxiously, "i.. i didn't mean it like that! hahaha! but if you need anything, i, uhm, i'd always be glad to help." you stared at him and said, "me too, izuku. i'd always be glad to help you! you can come to me everytime you need something." he blushed at what you said.

"FUCKING IDIOTS JUST GET TOGETHER ALREADY! I'M TIRED OF HEARING BOTH YOUR SHIT! CONFESS TO EACH OTHER GODDAMNIT!" "oi bakugo. that's not how to do it." "SHUT UP SHITTY HAIR!" "bakugo, you're too noisy." "YOU HALF AND HALF BASTARD I'M TIRED OF YOU TOO!"

izuku coughed tensely, "(y/n), can i talk to you outside? i just need to tell you something." you nodded, "of course!" you both stood up and left the table of wild animals.

when the two of you got outside, izuku's hands were obviously shaking so without a thought, you held it. "are you okay?" "I AM... i am." "why are you acting like this? did something happen?" you asked worriedly.

"no, everything's fine. i just.. i don't know how it started but i just woke up one day thinking how i'd love you to be mine. i want to walk you to school, i want to tell everyone i'm your boyfriend, i want to kiss you good night. haha, is it to much to ask, (y/n)? i like you a lot." he told you that nervously, the boy was shaking and sweating.

"i can't believe it... izuku, i like you too. oh god, are you serious?" "i am, haha! i didn't know you feel the same. i'm really happy!" "i didn't know you feel the same too! half of our classmates knew that i like you. katsuki's just too noisy. he literally told everyone when you did extra training." "(y/n).. kacchan also knows about my feelings for you! he told todoroki and kirishima. is that why he's so persistent in getting us together?" "i don't know. that's just how he is."

you both were awkward as fuck but izuku asked if you'd like to date for real and you said yes.

when you came back to the table, it was bakugo who spoke first, "are you idiots finally together?" you replied to him with a middle finger which aggravated the blondie, "YOU FUCKER!"

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makeste · 3 years

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but I just feel too tired to be fighting

this is a follow-up post to what I said in my recap the other day about this arc being the Deku Angst arc, as opposed to the Villain Hunt arc or the Deku SIXQUIRKS Exhibition arc. I feel like the fandom discussion tends to focus on the flashier parts of the chapters -- the sexy villains and the new quirk reveals and the Shindous -- each week, and so the quieter emotional beats sometimes get overlooked, especially since the character arc here is playing out in little bits and pieces over time rather than all at once.

this has always been a very reactionary fandom, and there’s a tendency to judge the chapters week to week without ever going back to look at how they all fit into the big picture. so I figured I would try to attempt that, and basically go chapter by chapter here to look at what exactly Horikoshi is setting up and how it all fits together.

so let’s start with the end of chapter 306, which is when the arc officially kicks off. specifically with the very last page:

this is imo one of the best pages Horikoshi has ever drawn. I got the sense that this was a scene he’d had in his mind’s eye for quite a long time, and that he was excited to finally get to this part of the story. it’s extremely effective as both a chapter-ender, and an arc-opener. like, look at this:

it establishes the initial premise of the new arc -- the world is in chaos, and Deku is now seemingly on his own

it leaves the readers with a number of questions. why did Deku leave U.A.?? is he really on his own now?? why does he look so beat-up and exhausted?? what is he up to?? what is the world like now that all these villains have been unleashed and the heroes have been decimated?? and most importantly of all, what the fuck is going to happen next??

it pays homage to some of Horikoshi’s comic book influences -- Batman in particular

it dramatically hits us with that “THE FINAL ACT BEGINS” and lets us know that shit is getting real now

that’s some good shit. so much so that I think people tended to overlook the other notable thing about this page amidst all of the initial excitement and discussion and speculation about where the series was headed. and that is the fact that the final panel in this chapter is NOT the panel of Deku standing above the city. the very last panel, the one that this chapter actually ends on, is instead the close-up of Deku’s face. his face, which is covered in shadow; and his eyes, which have dark circles under them and are prominently missing the usual flecks of light that give him his signature “sunny optimistic shounen protagonist” look.

not to mention this last line here, which is a call back to the very first time we saw the 14-year-old Deku way back in chapter one.

I don’t think it’s a coincidence that Horikoshi chose to throw this reference in. nor is it a coincidence that THIS is the scene he actually chose to end the chapter on. what this does is show us the drastic shift in Deku’s emotional state of mind, and his attitude towards being a hero. he’s gone from being thrilled and excited to being jaded and exhausted. he’s matured, but at a great cost. it’s always been his dream to be a hero, but “be careful what you wish for” is a popular adage for a reason. and right now he looks the furthest thing from happy.

and this is the emotional beat that Horikoshi chooses to end the chapter on. this is the panel that closes out the War arc, and begins the final act. to me the message could not be clearer -- this arc will be about the exploration of Deku’s character, and his struggle as he tries to live up to the expectations that have been placed on him as the Last Holder of OFA and quite possibly the World’s Only Hope.

it’s a character arc that builds on a lot of the things we’ve already learned about Deku over the course of the series, such as the fact that he is reckless, and that he focuses on others often at the expense of himself. but more importantly, it’s an arc that finally expands on the dark side of what has up until now been a net positive for Deku -- the power of OFA. up until this point, despite its ups and downs, it’s been a boon for Deku overall and has allowed him to pursue his dream. but now we’re finally reaching the point where the monkey’s paw part of the OFA blessing/curse finally starts to come into play. OFA gives Deku more power than he could have ever dreamed of, but it also comes with a built-in destiny that he can’t opt out of whether he likes it or not. AFO is on the loose and out there trying to destroy the world. and now everyone has pinned their hopes on this sixteen-year-old kid, and the question of whether or not the sixteen-year-old kid is ready is apparently not one that anyone feels inclined to ask (possibly because they’re afraid that the answer might be “no”).

he doesn’t have a choice in the matter. he has to do it, because there’s no one else who can. that’s the kind of pressure that is on Deku now.

and on that note, we begin the Deku Angst arc.

chapter 307

this in hindsight was mostly just a set-up chapter to better establish the current state of the BnHA world at large (spoilers: it’s not good), while also providing an answer for one of the big initial questions of the arc -- namely, “what happened to all of those villains that AFO released from Tartarus?” these are important things to touch on, but the pacing could definitely have been better, and the bulk of the chapter was dedicated to providing fanservice to all of the Shindou fans who spammed the most recent popularity poll (which, whatever lol). anyway, so this was the sole chapter thus far with absolutely no Deku development. thankfully the arc picks up from there.

chapter 308

on to the next one! this was the one and only chapter thus far which I think actually qualifies as an “exhibition fight.” this was definitely all about showing off Deku’s current powerset, as well as introducing us to another of the SIXQUIRKS. however, there was Deku development here as well, most notably in this scene:

this is the scene that got a lot of people speculating that this arc was going to focus on Deku hunting down all of the old villains. but I think people got so caught up in that speculation that they overlooked what this scene tells us about Deku’s mindset. and yes, there is new information being revealed here, and it’s not just a rehash of the stuff we already knew. like yes, we know that Deku was shaken up by the recent encounters with Dabi and Tomura, and we know that made him start questioning why villains become villains in the first place, and all that good stuff, and that’s great. however, there are two additional important things that this scene helps establish for us.

the upcoming battle with TomurAFO is weighing heavily on Deku’s mind. this is something that will become a recurring theme in this arc. Deku is thinking about this constantly. the question of what to do when he finally encounters TomurAFO again is knocking incessantly at the back of his mind, and this won’t be the last time it comes up.

Deku is using these villain encounters as test runs. can Tomura be redeemed?? is he just being stupid and naïve?? or is this really something worth attempting?? the interesting thing about this is that Deku’s resolve to save people is usually so strong and unwavering that it’s more than enough to overcome any doubts that he might have. but this time it seems like the repeated objections posed by the Vestiges and Gran Torino have really gotten to him. it’s possible I’m just reading way too much into things, but to me it really feels like Deku’s recent attempts at Talk no Jutsu were meant to do more than just show his growing awareness that the line between heroes and villains is thinner than he once imagined. they’re also serving as trial runs for the real test, when it finally comes. if he can “save” even a villain like Muscular, there’s hope for him being able to save Tomura as well. and so that moment when Muscular rejects him out of hand is all the more disappointing to him, even if it wasn’t really unexpected. basically it wasn’t the answer that he had been hoping for.

aside from those little notes though, like I said, this was unquestionably an exhibition fight first and foremost. which is fine; we needed to establish where Deku is currently in terms of strength, and it was also just fun to see him kick some ass, ngl. in terms of story purpose this chapter was similar to 219, which showed us how Shouto and Katsuki had powered up after getting their provisional licenses. people who don’t care about those characters might argue that these fights weren’t necessary, but as someone who stans all three characters hard, I would disagree! but anyways, moving on.

chapter 309

in contrast to the previous chapter, this chapter focuses more on establishing Deku’s current mental state, as opposed to his physical state. and this is what we learn:

(1) Deku is ~technically~ being shadowed/accompanied by All Might and the Hawksquad (but in practice he’s avoiding them).

(2) it was Deku’s own decision to leave U.A., and he did it because he didn’t want anyone else getting hurt in order to protect him.

and finally, (3) Deku’s game plan is to stop Tomura and All for One before they reach full power.

this last part is very important, because it means there’s a countdown in effect. as far as Deku is concerned, there’s only a finite amount of time before TomurAFO becomes unstoppable. which means that he’s not only under “gotta get stronger” pressure, but time pressure as well. he doesn’t have the luxury of taking his time and training in safety. he’s being rushed now; this is do-or-die.

this chapter is also the first in this arc in which we get to see Deku’s expressions without the hood covering up his face, and what we see is very telling. as previously stated, the light is gone from Deku’s eyes. he keeps his expressions very neutral, and the only time we even see a hint of a smile is when he hugs his mom in the flashback, and it’s clear from the dialogue (“it’s okay, I’ll come home to you”) that he’s doing it for her sake in order to comfort her.

but aside from that, this is very much not the Deku we’ve grown accustomed to. this is the chapter that really establishes his current mental state imo. above all else, he’s afraid that more people will get hurt because of him, and so he’s distancing himself from everyone around him. and he’s also morbidly preoccupied with the inevitability of having to face TomurAFO again, and soon. the chapter ends on the flashback of Gran giving him his cape, and telling Deku that “killing can be another way to save someone.” there’s a lot on this kid’s mind, to say the least.

chapter 310

this chapter opens with a gang of civilians who are trying to open fire on a nice fox lady whose only crime was walking around in the rain at night. Deku intervenes to save her, and it’s the first time in this arc that we see anything close to the “old” Deku, who just wanted to save people with a smile.

but it’s bittersweet, because all the lady can talk about is how scared she was, and how horrible everything is right now. and so Deku, who feels responsible in a lot of ways for everything that’s happened, just feels that much more pressure to somehow make things right again.

there’s also this extra throwaway line which is especially heartbreaking:

“I can’t afford to be around anyone.” fucking ouch. just reinforcing once more how incredibly isolated Deku is right now -- not by choice, but because he feels like it’s not safe to let anyone else get close to him. and so he’s out here running around this dystopian cityscape in the middle of the night in the pouring rain all on his own, and neglecting himself to the point where All Might practically has to force a bento on him.

but does he complain? of course not. because his focus is never on himself. instead, when he settles down to eat, his thoughts immediately drift back to, guess who...

it’s that time pressure once again. “unless I draw out One for All’s full power, I can’t stop any of this.” it’s just nonstop, I have to get stronger, I’m running out of time, I have to do better, and constantly thinking about that inevitable confrontation.

Deku is a thinker, you guys. and when left to his own devices he will overthink, every time. his mind will run in endless loops while he mentally works his way through all of the possibilities. and that’s one of his greatest strengths, don’t get me wrong, but at a time like this it’s also one of his greatest weaknesses. it’s just so fucking easy for him to get stuck in his own head, in his endless rambling thoughts and analyses. and without anyone else there to help distract him, or help him focus, he’s become fixated on his mission, and it’s slowly consuming him.

this, incidentally, is also the chapter in which we finally see Two and Three’s faces, and learn why Two in particular is so reluctant to lend his power to Deku. he appears to be the lone holdout at this point, so stay tuned on that, because I don’t doubt this will wind up being crucial to Deku’s future development, however it winds up playing out.

chapter 311

this chapter flips back to the Hawksquad for the first half, so we get a brief respite from the ongoing Dekuangst. right before we switch back though, we do get confirmation of something we had pretty much already guessed:

like, that much was already apparent based on what we’d seen (the bags under his eyes; the fact that he refused to sit still in any one place for very long even at night), but it’s always nice to get the official confirmation so that people can’t dispute it lol. so yeah, Deku isn’t sleeping much. and not eating much either, if all he’s getting is the occasional bento from Dadmight. so basically not taking care of himself at all, huge shocker there. but this is something that’s important enough to the story that Horikoshi took the time to point it out in the dialogue, in addition to all of the visual clues we’d already gotten.

and just in case we needed to drive that point in any further, this chapter ends with the appearance of Lady Nagant! like yeah, no shit Deku isn’t getting much sleep, what with him having to fend off racist civilians and hired assassins every five fucking minutes. smdh. can he live??

chapter 312

so this is the chapter that properly introduces Lady Nagant, who maaaay or may not be one of the primary antagonists of this arc?? like, it’s really unclear right now tbh, but she gets hyped up by Hawks and AFO, and has a flashback and a mysterious past and a weird trump card (where did you go, Overhaul) and all that good shit, so yeah? one can hope at any rate.

but anyway. so to his credit, Deku’s first thought is to retreat, but he quickly abandons that plan once he figures out Nagant’s location. this is played off like a logical strategic decision at first, but the subsequent chapter quickly makes it clear that Deku’s decision to take the fight to Nagant is less rational than he might have you think.

chapter 313

so yeah. last but not least, the most recent chapter, in which Deku’s real reason for targeting Lady soon becomes apparent:

what’s more, it quickly becomes clear that he miscalculated and probably would have been better off following Hawks’s advice, seeing as he promptly gets himself shot, and subsequently realizes that AFO gave Nagant an extra quirk, something he hadn’t taken into account. but instead of cutting his losses and running at this point, he doubles down instead and not only breaks out Smokescreen, but also the Third’s quirk which he has never even used before.

it’s worth noting that both En and the Third start telling him to chill at this point, and warn him that what he’s attempting is too dangerous. but tbh if they were expecting him to listen, they haven’t been reading the same arc I’ve been reading. once again, Horikoshi makes it clear that Deku has one thing and one thing only on his mind right now.

of course. once again it all comes back to this. hunt down AFO. it doesn’t matter that he’s exhausted. it doesn’t matter that he’s just been shot twice. it doesn’t matter that Hawks, despite knowing what Deku was capable of with his OFA abilities, specifically warned him away from this one person only. it doesn’t matter that even the Vestiges are trying to tell him you’re going too fast and you’re trying to do too much and it’s too dangerous.

he just doesn’t care. long story short, the only thing that matters to Deku right now is tracking down and defeating TomurAFO. and as the person who knows him best once so aptly put it, “he doesn’t take himself into account.” and therein lies the major challenge of this arc.

and so this is where we’re currently at now. and this has been a very long post, but if nothing else, I hope I was able to get this one point across: there is absolutely no way that Deku will be able to defeat TomurAFO as he is now. not a chance in hell. somehow he’s managed the uncommon feat of waging a war of attrition against himself, which is really quite an accomplishment. he’s not taking care of himself, and he’s refusing to listen to sound advice from the people surrounding him, and is trying to skip ahead to the final boss battle before he’s ready, because the guilt and pressure from feeling responsible for the current situation are eating him up. the only way that the world can go back to normal is if he can defeat AFO; therefore he has to do it as soon as possible, because time is running out and everyone is counting on him. this is who Deku is. and this is what inevitably happens when his saving mentality is taken to extremes, and left unchecked.

anyway so to wrap up this post now, I do think this arc is a lot more cohesive than it’s gotten credit for thus far, and Deku is the glue holding it all together. I for one am loving the exploration of his character and all the subtle little angsty touches as we build up to the big moment, whenever it finally comes. just keep in mind though that if his decisions right now seem reckless and short-sighted, it’s because they’re supposed to seem that way, because Deku is not in a good mental state right now. the cracks are finally showing in our perfect protagonist, just like everyone has been wanting this whole time. he is just a kid. he is doing his best. he is trying far too hard to do his best, and it is hurting him so badly, but he doesn’t even realize. this arc is not an endorsement of the Angsty Nomad Hero lifestyle, lol. it’s the exact fucking opposite, and I think it’s being wildly misinterpreted with all of the emphasis on “oh look at that, he mastered another quirk with no effort”, as opposed to “oh look at that, he is shutting down emotionally and is a few more missed nights of sleep away from a complete and total breakdown.”

tl;dr the overarching storyline of this arc is all about Deku slowly falling apart due to his trauma from Jakku, and the subsequent pressure that was put on him by the Vestiges with their whole “GUESS WHAT, YOU’RE THE LAST USER OF OFA, THAT’S RIGHT, IT’S ALL ON YOU BUDDY” pep talk. and mark my words, things are not going to go according to plan. something is going to go terribly wrong here. whether it’s something happening to All Might, or AFO setting up a trap for him, either way Deku is being set up to fail in a major way. unless of course, someone (or a group of someones) manages to intervene first, and possibly stage an intervention or something. it’s what he needs right now, but idk if Horikoshi is going to make it that easy.

anyway, but in other words, the point of this arc is not to show how much stronger Deku has gotten and how he doesn’t even need his friends anymore. it’s the exact opposite -- the point of this arc is to show that Deku needs his friends now more than ever. that in spite of OFA and all of its mystical trappings and fancy SIXQUIRKS, Deku can’t do this alone. he needs his friends. that’s the core message. and right now, we are at the “I can get by on my own” part of the story. and the part we are all waiting for, but which is coming -- I guarantee it is coming, you guys -- is “the thing is, you don’t have to.”

and that shit is going to slap hard you guys. and I for one can’t wait. but until then, enjoy the angst.

#bnha 313 #midoriya izuku #bnha meta #deku meta #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #long post #like 'long' is really an understatement here lol #our little green protagonist is really going through it you guys #and I just have a lot of thoughts and feelings about it

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little-fairy-forest · 3 years

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hey sweetheart, how’s your day been?

hear me out, (if asking for all three is too much you can 100% just do todo or baku)

but the boys as princes and they meet princess y/n and she has always been told to ‘know her place’ by her so basically never speak unless spoken to, be as respectful as possible and where she shouldn’t be involved in stuff for the kingdom since she’s a woman or something like that. and they show her that she does have a say and is very powerful etc..

{ just small extras - she can use a sword which might impress them especially baku, her father wanted to marry her off and she’s very kind can be rough and a lot of people had wanted to be married to her only for beauty reasons } these don’t have to be included, just incase i didn’t have much to go off of at the start <3

i have to give you a break at some point but after i read my last one i always come back for more 💗💗

🍀 hello, I have been happy out in the sunshine lately! ☀️ love fantasy anything, especially royal au's, this again will be a little long :)

Prince! x Princess!reader

Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki

Bakugou

Katsuki always wanted to know who he would spend his life with, may it be going on quests or fine dining, he hoped it wasn't someone who didnt want to get their hands dirty, dragons don't clean themselves! Kind of...

When he heard he was going to meet his potential wife he was excited, he knew the old hag wouldn't marry him to someone who he wouldn't like, he would probably through a fit and embarrassed the kingdom

Katsuki was getting ready to meet you and your family out in the garden patio for tea when his dad pulled him aside "listen katsuki, the princess is lovely so don't worry but! Unfortunately since her grandparents still run her country she needs to obey their rules. One of them is women don't speak unless spoken to...so her and her mother will not initiate conversation so please be patient" Marasru tells katsuki as they walk down the hall

"Your joking?" Katsuki asks "no I'm serious that why her parents want her married quickly, so she can live a free life rather then in their country. Her father doesn't seem to be gaining the crown until a few more decades yet" Masaru tries to sympathise

Katsuki now has to speak to you, and initiate each conversation? Brilliant fucking brilliant

As you and your family sit across from the Bakugous, Katsuki tries to start a conversation while your parents talk about "useless crap"

"Hello, princess y/n, em...do you like the meal? I wasn't told you liked spicey foods" katsuki is trying his best not to curse...so hard "huh? Yes its lovely thank you" you say quickly looking down as your mother looks over to you

Katsuki decided for the better good to stay quite for the rest of the meal

As you were walking down one of the corridors to make your way to your bedroom, since your family would be staying with the Bakugou family for a while, you got lost. I mean this place was huge! Too many corridors for your liking.

You ended up by the soldiers wing, hearing them sharpen their weapons you decide to ask them for help to your room.

"Hello? Can someone help me? I'm a little lost..." you say loud enough for someone to hear you, but not loud enough for someone to get distracted and get hurt.

"Huh? Oh! Princess! Hello, my name is Kirishima, head solider of this department! How may I help you?" Kirishima says bowing and giving a bright smile. "I got lost on my way-" you stopped yourself, you look over to a young spilder struggling to sharpen his sword, "carefully! Hold to knife away from you, here let me show you,"

As you teach the young solider to sharpen his sword, you talk to the young recruits about your time you served undercover in the army, about your adventures with the neighbouring kingdoms dutchess, Kyoka Jiro.

"Wait so princess, you know how to fight?!" Kirishima asks surprised "yes, let me see if I still have a few tricks"

As you begin to show to soldiers some tricks you learned, Katsuki makes his way around the corner, he was doing checks on the shoulders gear hence why they were cleaning them. As he watches you swing the sword with ease and his army watches with amazement...he finds it hot? Like here you are in this crappy dress, deadly looking heels, and a crown on your head as you defeat his strongest soldiers?! How!

"Jesus...shes really fucking good...damn"

As Katsuki makes his way over he gets ready to jump in after Sero is finished his fight against you, when your not expecting it, he startled you from behind making you swing around and accidentally cutting him on the cheek

All the soldiers stop I'm shock, they thought you were dead meat now, you hurt the prince! You started to tear up, if your parents found out you knew how to handle weaponry, you would be married off to a far far away kingdom never to be seen again.

"I'm so sorry prince Katsuki! Here let me get you a cloth-" you were panicking the prince hasn't said a thing since he touched his cheek and watching the blood drip from his fingertip "relax, wait until you see the scars on my chest later" he says bluntly smirking.

You drop the cloth, great. You have now been embarrassed by the prince in front of a whole army.

Katuski grabs you by the hand dragging you away from all the soldiers "ooo'ing and awe'ing"

"Listen I'm clearly not hurt and you clearly can fight. I'll make a deal. When we get married you teach the new recruits we get in what they need to know, get them out if my hair. Be head of the army. Clearly it's something your passionate about, thank fuck you didn't want to sit around all day drinking tea and gossiping" Katsuki suggests as he cleans his wound

"Really?? I would love to train an army, wear the gear and not a dress everyday, and tea and gossip? No thank you, I would rather have a pint of beer or whatever and hang around the army with you" you say confidently looking at katsuki

"Ahah it's a deal" katsuki says going in for a kiss on the cheek, as you move to kiss him on the lips, he pulls back and looks at you in the eyes "as much as I want to break traditions both of our heads would be tomorrow's dinner If they catch us, let's go somewhere private" katsuki says as he picks you up princess style

Yep, may aswell marry him tomorrow as clearly your now a free bird :)

Midoriya

Midoriya was from a small kingdom on the outskirts of the capital, he was the only Duke capable of stepping up after the retirement of the king "all might"

When he was told he was going on a date with a local duchess, he was so happy, seriously he was always told he was too childish to ever hold hands with someone let alone get married

When he first layed eyes on you, wow. Serisouly he was ready to say his vows since just by observing you you had amazing manners, very well put together and the best part, you wore green

When he watched you interact with other members of staff you seem a little off. Like you didn't look men in their eyes,and your father spoke for you??

He came up to you when you were looking around before stepping out onto a small balcony, making sure to not get caught

"erm excuse me? Princess y/n? Are you feeling alright? Would you like to see the nurse?" Izuku asks looking at your face that seemed to have a frightened look and a thin glaze of sweat on your brow

"No thank you, I'm alright." You said looking down. Izuku made his way over to you and placed his hand on your chin, you flinched "h-hey what's wrong??" Izuku was know worried. Why did you flinch?

"Sorry about that I-" you were cut off when Izuku spoke "look at me , l/n please"

You looked you at Izuku 'oh my god their eyes..are gorgeous..how am I ment to stay calm??' Izuku thought as he looked deeply into your eyes for a while

"Are you sure everything is alright? I know it's weird being forced to go on a date with someone as weird as me- but! I promise I'm not! Ahaha, I heard that the baby ducks should be around the pond soon at this time of year, would you like to go have a look?" Izuku offers as he held out his hand towards you, you place your hand in his and let him lead the way, of course you do. It's what you were told to do...

As you and Izuku made your way through the gardens and close to the pond he asked you a question, one that caught you off guard

"Princess, is there anything you want to let me know? I'm able to get you help if you have social anxiety. I wouldn't want you to go through a possible big wedding-thats if you like me enough!! But-but what I'm saying is-" Izuku started to ramble so you cut him off with all the confidence in you

"Its ok really. I was just told to 'be your shadow' since I won't have a say on how you run the kingdom since I'm a woman...I've always been told what to do,what to say, it does get tiring since I haven't been able to express who I am as a person. That's why I was scared about the date since.. well I don't have much to say about myself and I didn't want you to think I was boring.." you say looking away from Izuku in embarrassment

"That's.. horrible..you are your own person! Don't worry if you find someone you prefer over me which is easy, just know you can be yourself in my kingdom! Wear what you want even though you look beautiful in green" Izuku says as he smiles at you before crouching down to pet a duckling

"Well I do like you Izuku, I admire that you are hardworking, you look up to someone who treats you well and you seem to care for your kingdom...that's only three things but, honestly if I were to marry you and help you run this country I'd just want to be free...be able to speak how I want, how I dress..." you mumble off as you look down at Izuku petting the ducklings

'Oh and your super cute' you thought to yourself as you blush

"Well if you want to help me run this kingdom I hope you have some ideas since I've heard about your intelligence and your love for books, Oh! I should show you the library and my notes!" Izuku says as he dusts to dirt off himself

As you wonder about your future with this clumsy duke, you are happy he is already remembering more then your family has in years in a matter of hours..maybe a wedding ring should make an appearance soon...;)

Todoroki

Todoroki was a prince known all over the country and neighbouring countries. This younger prince was known for his beauty, his strong army, intelligence and much more

But most important of all, he was next in line to take over the thrown. His father- king Enji was known for not the best of things. Shouto wants to wipe the kingdoms name and start anew, but he needs to find someone who wants that as well, not just marrying him for what is written down about him, but what is underneath

When shouto first lays his eyes on you when your older sister was having tea with princess Fuyumi, he was curious. Why weren't you speaking? Why we you looking down? You seem uncomfortable

When shouto was told he would be meeting a suitor later that week he was annoyed, he has met so many at this stage he was sick of the same people being so fake to his face, he just wanted someone to be open about his past with and not be judged

When we realised you were the person he was going to be dating possibly, he was intrigued to get to know you

Shouto picked up quickly that you only spoke for certain things such as mannerisms other then that your father spoke for you..

When Shouto and you were told to take a walk around the castle and talk, you were nervous. You have never spoke to someone as high profile as the prince shouto todoroki!? How were you meant to compare to him, stand next to him, marry him-

"So princess y/n I've heard lots about your kingdom over lunch, may I ask about how you view your kingdom?" Shouto asked as he held the door open for you "of course" you replied as you began to speak about your home country, the traditions, the language, shouto listened to every detail why? Well you never mentioned once about wealth, yourself, not about your acquaintances, you were so calm.

Shouto realised you were almost nervous around him? Most girls he's been near are trying to pull the arm off him! He notices as you speak you are avoiding eye contact, and have a timid voice, he needs to make sure you are comfortable around him.

"Princess, would you like to sit down here? You seem to be on edge are you okay?" Shouto offers to sit near a window ledge looking over one of the many gardens, as shouto goes to guide you towards to ledge you flinch away from his arm, shouto knows that look from anywhere.

His mother

Why did you flinch? Who hurt you? How long have you been mistreated? Is this why you don't make eye contact with males? Shouto needs to know now

"Princess? Why did you flinch? Are you being mistreated?" Shouto tried to pry

You started to tear up, you ended up confessing to shouto your father plans to marry you off to shouto and his threats to lock you away forever. Your mother was no better since she stayed quite

Shouto was disgusted, no raging. He wanted to make sure you were going to be treated how you deserved to be. Like a queen. He knew he needed to prevent you from following a path like his mother. He offers to start to court you.

You were happy, you found your prince charming at the end of the tunnel. Now you are able to re-write your own ending not the one pre planned by your parents :)

I apologise for this mess

I had this written a few days ago and I was debating a lot with it..I took things out, added things, took them out again

Not my best work by far but it's something:)

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dick destroyer december | i. midoriya

♡ pairing: izuku midoriya x fem!reader.

♡ word count: 6.2K

♡ rating: mature, 18+, mdni.

♡ genre: college!au, fluff + smut.

♡ summary: with no nut november over, finals complete and christmas right around the corner, your number one boy returns to you with only one thing on his mind.

♡ warning(s): please read ! heavy smut, pwp ( characters aged up to twenties ), drinking, mentions of alcohol, mentions of poly!kiribaku, unprotected sex ( wrap it before you tap it y’all ) wall sex, fingering ( female recieving ), light!pet play, spitting, cum play, mentions of sex toys, exhibitionism, oral sex ( male + female recieving ), light!praise, heavy!breeding kink.

♡ author’s note(s): merry christmas everyone! i hope despite the circumstances that you’re all able to enjoy the holidays and are staying safe, if you’re not celebrating i wish you a wonderful day as well!! anyways here’s a little festive fic to satisfy you guys and tysm for 2K+ followers <33 find the corresponding kiribaku fic here!

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ever since you’d started college, your roomate, katsuki had always said that november was his favourite month of the year; it took you a while to figure out why.

having known the blonde since you were a child, you were aware that he despised the cold weather that nipped at his nose and made his quirk slow down. he hated wearing extra sweaters and begrudgingly asking your mother to make him some hot chocolate whenever he came over to play; in fact he hated asking you for it now as adults in your early twenties but as his good college roommate from freshmen year, you made sure he always had a mug waiting. nonetheless, katsuki’s sudden love for the winter months and festive weeks following honestly confused you to your wits end— especially with the impending doom of finals sneaking up on you.

however, you quickly found out the reason behind your best friend’s change in attitude towards the month of november, six months into your freshman year relationship with izuku midoriya.

“no nut november,” katsuki had purred into the neck of his beer bottle, rolling the cool glass against his bottom lip as he laughed at you from across the room. you had recalled the conversation to have occurred exactly half way through october, before the aforementioned month, you and your roommate had decided to host a small gathering with your classmates— purely fulled by thirty boxes of pepperoni pizza and beer, only two of the boxes had been vegetarian for your friends mina ashido and denki kaminari ( he was challenged by mina to go green for an entire month. “that’s why i love this month s’fuckin’ much.”

bakugou ended his sentence with a swig of his beer, setting the now empty bottle onto the coffee table that had been a house warming gift from his own mom. the sound causes todoroki and sero to jump from their place playing cards against humanity with your girl friend momo on the floor, and kirishima ( bakugou’s crush at the time, who’s drunk and passed out in the blonde’s lap ) to flinch awake. katuski pets his red hair once, making kirishima blink up at him affectionally.

your boyfriend, izuku, fidgets under the intimating stare of your roomie and you can tell he’s fighting the blush that spreads rapidly across his freckled cheeks. “n-no nut november?” your baby squeaks out, large palm settling on your lower waist as you shuffle to get comfortable in his lap. it’s clear he hasn’t taken part before, so you know exactly what your best friend is doing. trying to tease him in front of all your friends and pull him into something that you’re going to hate. nonetheless, deku downs the rest of his own alcoholic drink as bakugou prepares a response— the rest of your friendship group now pulled into the conversation.

“katsuki bakugou, don’t be mean.” you scold with a bite into your grease laced pizza and offer up the rest to izuku, who politely passes. you pout.

“‘m not, just sayin’— that damn month will be the only time of the year that i don’t get to hear you and the goddamn nerd fuckin’ like rabbits all the time.”

this time, its you who fights an embarrassed look on your face while your green haired lover simply swipes todoroki’s shot from the coffee table and swallows it all at once. the dual haired boy only groans before rising to get another from the kitchen and the rest of your friends hide their giggles in their own drinks, cards and half eaten pizza slices. “you…you can hear us?” you squeal incredulously, causing your friends to snort out loud again. izuku still says nothing.

“baby, we damn near almost see you whenever we drop by!” kirishima mumbles with sleep curling in his tone, he stretches like a cat on bakugou’s lap and grins at you— sharpened teeth dazzling under the LED lights in your living room. they flicker to a deep green, but you barely notice it.

abandoning your pizza as a whole, you huff and push up the sleeves of izuku’s hoodie that you wear— just about ready to pummel your best friend into the ground for having people over while you…ahem…get some, but shoto returns from the kitchen quicker than you anticipate and cuts right through the chatter with ease, giving you little time to feel flustered by the sudden turn in conversation. “you guys are more sexually active than my parents and they had four kids, messed up with raising us from touya, though,” he says in his iconic monotonous voice, causing you to splutter and katsuki to kick his feet out in victory. “seriously, i doubt midoriya would be able to beat any of us at this no nut november thing ‘cause of it.”

this time, deku ( as so affectionally nicknamed by your childhood best friend ), pouts, his frustrated voice bleeding into the conversation. “c’mon, don’t you have a little faith in me, shoto?”

“no.” is todoroki’s simple answer. you flinch, did you guys really have sex that often? to the point where no one believed your boyfriend could go a month without getting his dick wet?

“i second that,” kaminari pipes in, picking a mushroom off of his pizza and leaning over to plop it into sero’s mouth.

“third it!” the latter adds.

your roomie takes that and runs with it. “he wouldn’t last a day even if he tried.”

“leave it alone, katsuki.” you find the courage to defend yourself through your flustered state without realising the buzz of beer and vodka shooting through zuku’s veins.

it takes quite a bit to get your boyfriend drunk, he was a big boy after all and played for your college football team but once the drink was through his system he often broke out of his shy demeanour and into one of confidence and challenging your beloved best friend. izuku’s grip on your waist tightens as he leans forward to point accusingly at the blonde before speaking. “wanna fucking bet on it, kacchan?” he says with sparkling emerald eyes and a honeyed voice that makes you twitch in place in his lap. of course you would get horny right in the middle of your two best boys having a drunk argument.

“what’chu say nerd?” bakugou slurs, pushing poor kirishima off of his lap and to the floor in order to stand up and cross the room towards your boyfriend, pointing a finger in his face.

izuku pushes the digit away, smirking up at the blonde drunkenly and everyone’s gaze in the room suddenly falls on them. “i bet that i can last longer in no nut november than you.”

you whimper from your lover’s lap, knowing that as soon as everyone clears out you’re going to pounce on him before this stupid bet takes place. this doesn’t go unnoticed by the girls, momo and mina, who tease you for having such a high libido but you don’t think they’ll understand how much you’re going to suffer without your broccoli haired boyfriend’s dick every other night.

you love izuku and katsuki, you really do— but its times like this, for the sake of your sex drive and love life, that you really wish they’d got along more. maybe it was their little battle for your affection that caused the rift between the two, after all katsuki had been the only boy in your life up until college and izuku, you were pretty sure was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with…either way, their rivalry was getting in your way and was about to be a major cockblock for the next thirty days. “hold up you guys, don’t i get a say in this?” your voice comes out in a slight whine as you tug on midoriya’s fitted shirt, but he’s too busy having a stare off with your roommate to notice. “what about me and my needs?”

“it’s not about’cha, shitty girl.”

“stay out of this, yn.”

you huff, pushing yourself off of your boyfriend izuku’s lap to stand and smack the pair of losers upside their heads before joining your girls on the floor. mina pulls you into a comforting hug, trying to distract your mind from the fact that it’ll be deku dick-less for a month while momo serves you out a set of cards to join her in a game of cards against humanity with the other boys lounging on the floor— kirihsima is invited into the game too. “sounds like i’ll be getting you a dildo as an early christmas present!” ashido comments, swiping her deck off of your hand me down rug before anyone can see them.

momo grins at you while you take your cards and take another shot from poor, unsuspecting shoto. “better make it extra thick, we know he’s got a nice one on him, yn.”

“fuck you guys.”

“gladly, we’re not taking part of no nut november like those two idiots.” the black haired girl hums, shuffling in her seat to start the next round. you roll your eyes and turn your gaze to watch the green and blonde haired boys you adore so much fight over this trivial guys only event.

their cheeks are flushed from all the beer they’ve drunk and they’re leaning on each other for support, but that doesn’t stop them from going at each other. “you couldn’t beat me, even if you tried, shitty deku.” katsuki mumbles, arm around midoriya’s head— forcing the poor boy into bakugou’s large pecs. “haha...shitku…”

“oh try me, bitch.” your boyfriend counters, voice so husky it sends shivers down your spine, although it contrasts deeply with the sight of his adorable cheeks pressed against katsuki’s tits.

they’re too drunk to brawl it out and quite frankly you’re too tired to bother to stop them, mind only wondering how you plan to survive the next thirty days.

three years, three novembers and a few weeks into december later; you’re still wondering how the hell you’ve survived.

ever since that night in your freshman year; izuku, bakugou and the other boys have competed vigorously to last throughout the entirety of no nut november; your boyfriend having won the last three years in a row. katsuki hated it, losing to your izuku but he hated the victory sex you gave him even more.

you’d think he’d be used to it by now, with everyone in their final year of college but bakugou had manage to luck out this year on not hearing you and midoriya go round after round on november thirtieth. finals had hit you guys hard in terms of wrapping up the semester before christmas; they were important to pass too, considering you’d all be graduating within a few months, so you’d barely seen izuku since november ended and december rolled around.

now, being a couple weeks into the festive month and with finals drawing to a close— you had yet to make plans to see your boyfriend. there was little time between the online classes and preparation from the holidays, yet you could feel yourself growing more sexually frustrated by the second. rubbing one out wasn’t doing it for you anymore and listening katsuki’s bragging about his peaceful nights of sleep while you decorated your apartment with mistletoe and tinsel was really starting to tick you off.

the very decoration slips from between your fingers as bakugou walks in, yanking bits of tape from his fingers from where you had him lining the ceiling rails with gold, green and red tinsel. the blonde had only gone and slammed the door to your living room against the wall, grumbling about the stupid mess of clear tape across his clumsy fingers— the action scaring you half to death before you huff, facing him. “what, katsuki? what could you possibly need right now?”

his vermillion gaze picks up from his smoking palms, a last resort to getting rid of the tape. “came to tell ya that ‘m headin’ out with kirishima— going to pick up our girlfriend from the airport.” a sweet blush lays loosely against your best friend’s cheeks at his admission, not long after you guys’ drunken night in freshman year, bakugou had confessed to your red headed companion; only to find out he had a girlfriend waiting for him in his hometown.

kirishima wasn’t a cheater, but he also couldn’t help the flutter in his heart around bakugou— so had the two meet straight away and after a lot of tears and large dramatics, the three settled into a cute little relationship. you’d only met the girl once when she visited both boys for spring break— but you’d loved her and knew how much she made your best friend happy.

you smile nonetheless, picking the mistletoe up from the floor. “tell her i said hi, yeah?” you mention to your friend while he shrugs on a jacket and checks himself in the mirror. katsuki was in love, and it was insanely adorable to see. “do i need to set up the guest bedroom for her ’n kiri?”

“nah, shitty red head kicked out kami, he’s staying with sero and mina while my girl’s up.” katsuki shakes his head, letting you fix the collar of his jacket after you bound over to him. “we’ll be back after lunch to pick up some of my stuff though. so don’t do anything fuckin’ stupid and i’ll see you later, yeah?”

you cross a finger over your heart but the mischievous smile on your face gives you away. “no promises katsu, stay safe out there!”

your smile drops however, as soon as your roommate closes the door behind him, knowing him and kirishima, they’ll probably fuck their girl across all the surfaces in eijirou’s free apartment, which only makes your stomach churn with hot jealously and a hint of arousal.

selfish of you as it were, you wish your boyfriend hadn’t chosen such an intense subject with so many finals and intense studying— but izuku loved engineering almost as much as he loved you, so its not like you would ask him to give up his passion.

besides, you figured he’d look pretty hot in his mechanics classes—sleeves rolled up to his elbows, scared hands on display while sweat drips down his furrowed brow and—

and fuck me, now you were as horny as a mother fucker.

a familiar ache appears between your thighs while you attempt to busy yourself with the rest of the festive decorations; you hang a wreathe at the door both inside and out, tape the remaining tinsel around counters in your kitchen and finally attempt to fix the christmas tree katsuki insisted wasn’t lopsided ( even though it was ). but no matter how hard you worked om christmas-ing the apartment, you couldn’t shake the fantasy of midoriya railing you against his work bench. it wouldn’t go away.

patting your cheeks to calm your hot flush; you decide that you’re done bedazzling and fix some christmas lights above your doorways to go with your LED ones, and get ready to take a cold shower and hoping that the wetness between your legs will go away. you make a b-line for the bathroom, not bothering to bring a spare change of clothes since katsuki isn’t home. it’s not like he hasn’t seen you naked before.

you’re half way through your commute, wearing nothing but one of zuku’s old shirts when the front door jingles and busts open from the other side of your home. foot steps pound against your hardwood floor, letting you know someone is approaching.

“fucking hell katsuki, stop slamming the door against the wall before you make another—“ your words die in the back of your throat when your sweet little boyfriend comes into view. albeit a bit dishevelled, deku’s green hair falls prettily over his excited eyes while sweat rolls in tiny droplets from his forehead to his chin and his backpack hanging half off of his shoulder…in all honesty he looks a mess, but a good looking one at that. “zuku? what are you doing here?”

your lover looks bewildered, but a smile that fills you with warmth crosses his face. “i ran across campus to see you; i finished my finals…” he pants, the engineering building is pretty far from here so no wonder he looks the way he does.

despite knowing this, you quirk a brow. “still doesn’t answer my question babe.”

“november is over,” izuku sighs, dropping his backpack and crossing the room towards you in three short strides. When he reaches you, scarred hands curl around your waist while soft lips tickle the shell of your ear with deku’s next words. “it’s christmas…don’t make me wait. i want to fuck you.”

you don’t miss the way bight green eyes darken and drag up your hand naked body, your boyfriend’s shirt ending just above your knees and exposing the meat of your thighs to him. the wetness pools between them, making your skin glisten under familiar flashing LED lights and tinsel. izuku is waiting for a. sign...anything for you to give him consent to take his prize between your legs, electricity crackles in the air and you instinctively reach up to curl your fingers in his curls. “fuck me, izuku.” you say breathlessly, unleashing a month and a half’s worth of hormones out onto each other. “fuck me like you mean it, big boy.”

the teasing lilt to your voice earns you a spank to the ass as deku lifts you up into his arms and over his muscular shoulder. you squeal in delight at the harsh sting, leaning down to pat his ass too. he’s got a particularly nice one and you’re sure it was carved by the fucking gods.

the green haired boy hauls you over to the kitchen counter, setting you down atop it before his lips find yours in passionate and hurried movements. its been so long since you’ve kissed him, felt his muscles ripple under your touch while your hand roams his chest underneath the varsity jacket he wears.

you push the offending material off while izuku trails a hand between your thighs, chuckling into the kiss at the slick that adds a glimmer to your skin. his pink tongue darts out to lick a stripe across your bottom lip, begging for permission to enter your hot mouth. you grant him access, swirling your own pink muscle around is and suck it down. your breath hitches as thick fingers finally come into contact with the burn of your heat, gently prodding at your puffy, sticky clit. “you’re…doll, you’re so fucking wet already. did you miss me?” your boy moans breathlessly in between your sloppy kisses, pulling away to show you the string of your slick that coats his fingers. you nod in agreement.

izuku taps your lips once and you obediently take the digits into your mouth, humming at your sweetness that invades your tongue, all the while, his other wandering hand shoves two digits into your wet cunt with no warning— making you shiver on the counter while the tinsel you’d taped there scratches at your calves. both sets of fingers thrust into your openings at the same time, giving you a friction you so awfully desire.

“such a good girl, dollface— fuck, i f-forgot how good you looked sucking on my fingers like that.” midoriya whines out and you’re not sure which of your holes he’s referring to, but you couldn’t care less, not when those that stuff your tight pussy are curling against the walls in a way that has you leaking sweet nectar all over your marble surfaces. you gush at his praise however, bucking your hips into his hand while the heel of his palm grinds into your swollen clit— sending shockwaves through your body.

the fingers that plug your mouth are pulled out so the darling sounds of your moans mingle with that of your dripping heat, walls clenching around izuku every once on a while. your lover grinds against the table, watching you with close eyes as your face contorts into expressions that he’s missed so dearly. one thrust into your spongy g-spot makes your body jump and thighs close around your boyfriend’s hand— head falling forward against his shoulder. “mnn, zuzu... haven’t felt this good in s’long, gonna cum, gonna mess up your hand.”

to your dismay, deku pulls from your cunt faster than you would have liked and you whine at the empty feeling in your stretched out hole. your heat makes an awful dripping sound when you’re fully empty, and you grunt knowing that its a mess you’ll have to clean up later.

however, you’re easily distracted by the lips at your collar bones, painting bruises into your sweat licked skin while slick hands paw at your breasts. “cum on my face first, please?” its cute how desperate izuku is, but you can’t say that you aren’t either— especially when you haven’t fucked in so long.

“yes, god yes…” you accept too quickly while your shirt is pulled off completely; for midoriya’s mouth as moved from pressing hot kisses to your neck onto biting at your breast and rolling the hardened nipple of your other with his free hand. “but, wanna suck you off too ‘zuku…”

your boyfriend doesn’t hesitate with his next movements, kicking off his pants and boxers ( in one go, mind you ) before picking you up once again and sinking to the floor with you in his arms. he makes quick work of flipping you onto your tummy, pulsing cunny shoved so close into his face that you can feel deku’s nose bump your clit when he breathes and then; your face rests so easily on the swell of his thigh— right next to his hardened cock that you’ve missed so much.

izuku midoriya is a god and you swear by it.

your friend’s were right, he is packing. he’s thick and girthy, tip angry and red as it leaks heavily with a clear precum that has you drooling. “missed your dick, zu,“ you sigh, mostly to yourself and before you know it, your lips enclose around the head of his cock.

the way you suck on it, as if you’ve been starved of your last meal makes izuku shiver with pleasure and his nails dig into your peachy ass. you roll his balls between your fingers, loving the delicious whimpers you manage to lure from between your boy’s lips and the sound makes your pussy spasm around nothing.

a weighted palm moves to the back of your head in order to push you further down on his cock, deku’s own hips bucking up so you swallow more of him down. the taste of him is dangerously addictive, saltiness dancing across your tongue. “suck my dick sweetheart, yeah? suck on it just like that, good girl.” the hot breath from each of his choked laments brushes against your eager cunt, dampening your skin even more. he dives right in, tongue slithering between your puffy folds while he slurps at you with at insatiable place.

izuku craves to make you feel nothing but ecstasy, working his pink muscle hard against your walls that clamp down on his tongue while yours runs laps between the dribbling tip of his iron hot length. inhaling sharply, you force yourself to take more of deku down your throat, listening out for the tears that sting in his emerald eyes wen you swallow around him. You hum with sweet victory when his breathing stutters and hips jump up with excitement.

you’re both close, sensitive from the time you’ve spent away from one another, but neither of you can find it in yourselves to care. the room rises with temperature at every step you take towards orgasm, deku taking your cheeks in large, calloused palms and spreading you apart to spit directly into your hole. you swear on your life you’d never known pleasure until you’d met izuku, as no matter how much time you’d been apart, he still knew all the little tips and tricks to get you going. where to hold you, how to touch you, what to say. he was always so focused on making you feel good.

your head bobs up and down with an inconsistent pace, each time, your tongue mapping out the veins on his girth that you’d come to know so well, hand’s fisting at balls and the rest of his cock that you can’t reach.

“i’m gonna…doll—puppy, i’m gonna cream in that mouth of yours… please,” a strangled cry. “i-is that okay?”

you tap his thigh once, your own little signal to let your boyfriend know it’s okay before continuing your work— letting drool pool in your mouth before spewing it onto his cock. deku pulls his tongue from inside of you, flicking it rapidly at your clit to bring you closer and closer to the edge, not wanting to cum without you. and he doesn’t, the cord that’s built up in your stomach finally snapping.

white flashes behind your eyes as you gush all over izuku’s face, drenching his freckled cheeks and painting his innocence with a layer of your honeyed sin. Your lover follows shortly after, filling your mouth to the brim with a heavy load that tastes of him and only him. a taste that you could fall in love with every single day. “baby,” you giggle after letting go of his cock with a satisfying ‘pop’, heat spreading beneath your skin as you take note of the slight shine to the green haired student’s face. “think you made me squirt!”

“guess i did! you’re always so cute when you squirt for me, yn,” and like the messy boy he is, midoriya wipes his mouth on the back of his hand ( always a poor eater, couldn’t keep his meal in one peace ) before peeking at you from over your quivering and arched back. izuku smiles proudly at his handy-work of your messy cunt, radiating a billion rays of sunshine and your heart clenches in your chest. you hate how cute he looks when you’re in such a lewd and compromising position, like he hadn’t just fucked you dumb under the mistletoe. “should’ve been on my dick ’n not m-my tongue though...”

“i wouldn’t be opposed to another round, if you aren’t.”

“like hell i could say no to being inside you after a whole month of waiting, doll.”

you roll your eyes, but wiggle your hips back into your boyfriend’s face nonetheless. “then dick me down deku, destroy me.”

with your boyfriend’s help, you manage to crawl off of his lap and wait patiently on your knees as he stands. izuku beams down at you, a hundred and one words of love written in his eyes that glow warmly under christmas lights before he pets your head and reaches for your hands to help you stand on shaky legs.

the first kiss you share after this is gentle and sweet, even while your tangled fingers are set free and deku’s large hands are once again on your waist, rubbing small circles into the skin of your hips as he backs you into the nearest wall. you simper at the taste of yourself on his tongue and allow him to hoist you up by the backs of your thighs— locking your ankles at the centre of his back and just above bis bum— all the while keeping you pressed against the wall.

the outline of izuku’s length presses hotly against your weeping slit, his lips still slotted against yours in a slow liplock while his tip smears the remains of his seed across your clit and between your folds. you feel your boyfriend’s arms quiver around you as he slowly begins to sheath himself within your spamming pussy— jolting away from his lips, your mouth falls open in a weak moan and the green eyed boy quickly follows you, copying the movement of your lips as his sweaty forehead meets your own and your gazes align sweetly. “doll…” he mumbles brokenly, letting you adjust to the push of his cock against your walls. “been so long since i felt you like this…”

your fingertips reach out and graze his shoulders, hot breath fanning out between your bodies as izuku’s cock reaches the hilt inside of you. he stills. “move baby, can’t wait anymore— “

izuku midoriya doesn’t need to be told twice when it comes to fucking you; finally making the move to bottom out inside of your pussy. heat blossoms in your heart and your glistening mound as your lover gently rolls his hips against yours and the way he feels reminds you that your mind, body and soul belong to him and him only.

although you are finally together, moving as one against the wall in your shitty college apartment, you crave for izuku to fill you to the brim and reach up to tug at mossy locks in order to bring him impossibly closer.

you don’t dare close your eyes as deku sets the pace, not even as your gaze on him flutters, you want the image of his blushed and blissed out face imprinted to into the back of your mind forever, you want the sounds of struggled whimpers and skin slapping against skin to become the tune of your memories. you want your senses to be filled with him always and forever as make love against tinselled ceiling rails and mistletoe above your heads. all you can think is more, more, more. more of him, more of izuku.

“focus on me, puppy,” izuku reminds you, grinding his pelvis against you every time his hips canter into you. his cock grazes the entrance of your womb, leaking into you like a cocktail of your arousals. but the neediness behind his words makes you blink away the glassiness in your eyes, locking your arms and legs around him tighter and grinding your hips down to meet the drive of his cock into your spongy g-spot. “your cute lil hole’s still so tight, nice ’n moulded into the shape of my cock— made to take me, right?” your boy babbles, tripping over his sentences through the saliva on his tongue.

the feeling has you stirring against your boyfriend’s length, his now rapid pace sending your teary eyes rolling and you mewling. “made for you ’n only you ‘zu, please don’ stop…” is all you can say, mind breaking as midoriya’s hands drop between your joined bodies to draw lazy shapes into your puffy nub, the movements silky due to the mild mix of juices coating your sexes.

each thrust from your lover sends you a little bit up the wall, head of his cock catching tastefully along the ridges of your velvety walls— the way your pussy feels inside drives izuku to the brink of insanity, you’ve always been able to take him so well and he missed the way your cute face curled into expressions of desire all for him. you’re so pretty, so intoxicating and he’s so happy to have you back in his arms.

“s-such a good girl for me, yn…fucking hell puppy,” izuku punctuates each of his toe curling thrusts with stuttered cries of your name, angling his hips upwards to hit your g-spot over and over. everything feels so sloppy, tainted with signs of your love but as the knot in your stomach begins to unravel, you couldn’t care less. “gonna make you mine, gonna fill you up and make you my fucking puppy.”

“’m already yours, always will be zuku,” you manage to speak, clenching down on him and letting out an almost pornographic moan as deku drills into you with the last of his strength.

he nods against your foreheads that remain pressed together, staring at you with adoration written across his seafood eyes. “love you, doll…love you s’much, you did so well baby…cum for me now…” izuku mumbles out, hissing slightly as your grip on his hair tightens to yank him down for one final searing kiss.

tears of heavenly pleasure roll down your cheeks as he swallows your final moan, his words pushing you right over the edge and into an earth shattering orgasm. “c-cumming!” you squeal so loud that you’re sure the neighbours can hear, while you lose control and pulse around midoriya’s scalding cock. the world of colour flashes behind your eyes— release splattering out against your boyfriend’s pelvis and the floor. “mnnn, izuku! i love you, please…”

you’re begging now, your sloppy pussy coaxing him along to his own release while deku relentlessly fucks into you. his chest rumbles with every one of his whimpers and groans, cock pushing you into overstimulation while he snaps his hips into you.

“ohh i love you…gonna cum, gonna cum— fuck, puppy—!” he sobs pathetically, dropping his head to your neck as his teeth clamp down on your bare skin to silence himsel. your tired body is forced up the wall while izuku tumbles into his own orgasm, sweltering seed splashing up inside your abused cunt. he slows to a grind, creaming inside you and painting your insides white as snow— panting with you until your breathing calms down.

the pair of you sink to the floor again, still in one another’s embrace as exhaustion sweeps over your limbs. before you know it, izuku is giggling sweetly against your lips, pressing grateful kisses along your neck and jaw while you fiddle with his baby hairs on the nape of his neck— still trying to catch your breath.

“t-that,” he sighs, nothing but love and adoration cushioning his gaze on you as you settle in his lap. you squirm at feeling so full, his cum dripping out of your fluttering hole but find yourself getting comfortable soon after. “that was so good, i missed you, yn, really.”

you cup the boy’s freckled cheeks and hum, heart swelling at his slight confession. “i missed you more zuku, all of you, not just your dick.” you clarify your words, making light of the mess you’ve made.

izuku rolls his eyes but leans into your gentle touch nonetheless, faking a pout in order to get a kiss on the lips. “glad to know that my girlfriend still loves me, even when she’s been deprived of my godly cock for a month and a half.”

“i’ll always love you.” you say, leaning in to give him a slight peck on the lips.

“as will i.”

you both tilt your heads to complete the vow with a simple kiss when a cough cuts through the love filled atmosphere, making you and izuku jump right out of your skin. Immediately, your gaze scopes out the room, only to land on your child hood best friend— accompanied by both his girlfriend and boyfriend. fuck, you completely forgot about that.

“are you two done now?” katsuki drawls, still tucked into his winter jacket, while krishima covers his girlfriend’s eyes with a free hand, the other occupied by her luggage from her flight. she still offers you an awkward smile and a wave.

“k-kacchan! haven’t you ever heard of knocking?” deku squeaks, wrapping his arms around you to pull you into his chest and at least protect some of your decency. it’s nothing bakugou nor kirishima haven’t sen before ( it’s not the first time you’ve been caught like this ) but you allow yourself to fall into izuku’s protective embrace anyways— heated embarrassment prickling underneath your skin.

your blonde roommate, however, is livid— staring you down with bloody eyes that speak tales of murder. “knock? knock? i fucking live here, you shitty nerd!” bakugou scolds, making you flinch and offer him a weak smile. eijirou by now has the decency to escort his girlfriend into his other partner’s room to gather some of his belongings, effectively leaving you and your boyfriend to face the wrath of your favourite angry pomeranian. the blonde turns to you. “and i thought i told you not to do anythin’ fuckin’ stupid while i was gone?”

“don’t yell at me! i didn’t know izuku was coming… literally and figuratively!” both boys groan at this, making you scowl. what? it was a good joke! “besides, i was just congratulating my boyfriend for winning no nut november, again. you should be used to it by now, suki.”

katuski looks between you both, annoyance sweeping his face before he pinches the bridge of his nose and huffs. “couldn’t you congratulate him somewhere else? somewhere, where i didn’t have to be blinded and traumatised for the rest of my shitty life.”

this time, it’s your boyfriend who speaks up, standing with you in his arms. deku smirks evilly, pointing to the little green plant above your heads. “no can do kacchan, it’s dick destroyer december and there was no better way to start it, than under the mistletoe.”

izuku turns swiftly on his heel and makes a dash towards your bedroom before your best friend can threaten to blow you up, presumably to fuck you in your bed for this next round.

“fuck you guys!” he curses you out, watching you go.

“we’re already on it, have a great christmas, katsuki!” you sing back, just a deku slams your door shut and drops you onto your bed— already crawling on top of you.

you’d have to thank katsuki someday for challenging izuku back in freshman year, because without his newfound love for november— you wouldn’t have discovered your guilty pleasure for dick destroyer december.

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