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prettyboykatsuki · 3 years

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comforting sleep deprived s/o | bnha

➳ incld ;; bakugo and kirishima

➳ warnings ;; none, just fluff, pro-hero!au

➳ wc ;; 1.8k overall.

➳ a/n ;; i haven’t slept properly in days. running on empty so this is how im coping. i love them.

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i. bakugo katsuki

- doesn’t like napping cause he insists on keeping his sleep schedule tight. not that you can really get mad at him over that - hero work is busy and he doesn’t like being tired cause it makes him more aggravated than usual.

- so he avoids naps almost at all costs and rarely gets tired. his sleep schedule is really, really good.

- not so much the same for you though.

- bakugo accepted pretty early on that you were something of a night-owl. bad sleep anxiety and just generally having too much energy at night made it so that he rarely ever saw you go to bed. you were at least lagging a few hours behind him like. at all times.

- he didn’t really mind at first, but at some point he realized just how little sleep you actually got. one time he woke up at 7am, surprised to see you also awake - only to find out you hadn’t slept the entire night.

- he was pissed. after almost blowing up your kitchen, he sighed and basically told you that if you need helping sleeping to just “fucking ask him” or else.

- needless to say, it didn’t get that much better. you two compromised by setting a time that you had to be in bed by, even if you weren’t asleep. whenever bakugo has time, he’s always trying to get you to rest but sometimes his schedule doesn’t really allow him to check up on you how he likes.

- he’s coming home from a long mission. not super tired but just tedious work. he just wanted to relax. it was late, 3:37am on the clock when he finally walks in.

- to his surprise - there’s a light on in the kitchen. when he walks in, very confused, he sees you sliding cookies off of a sheetpan into a little plastic tupperware. he stops. he stares.

- why the hell were you baking at three in the fucking morning

- “what the fuck are you doing awake?”

- you jump back with a hand over your chest, barely catching your breath. you blink a few times before sighing.

- “baking. i didn’t think you’d be home so soon”

- he hears it before he sees it. your voice is absolutely tattered - he can literally hear how exhausted you are. he pumps the breaks, walking towards you swiftly before staring down at you hard.

- “when was the last time you slept,”

- you press your lips into a tight smile, and he sees the dark purple under your eyes. he feel his heart hurt a little. his hands come up to your face as he brushes his thumb every so slightly against your lashes.

- “it’s uh.. hard to sleep without you. more than usual, you know”

- “Y/N”

- “i don’t know. maybe two or three days ago properly? i mean i got some sleep in between but -,”

- he stops you before you can start. he shuts the cookie container and leaves the tray in the sink before grabbing your hand a little forcefully and tugs you to the bathroom - lifting you up onto the counter. you know to stay put.

- when he comes back it’s with a fresh change of clothes for the both of you. you blink at him owlishly as he strips himself off of his clothes - grateful he took time to shower at the agency.

- he takes his shirt off and then takes yours off too, before pulling you right towards him. your arms instantly are around his neck, the warmth of his body pressed against your figure with his chin tucked over your shoulder.

- and god - he’s so comforting you kind of want to cry. he smells like clean soap and deodorant and a little like smoke. feeling his skin against yours makes you feel instant relief. just hugging in the bathroom has you falling half asleep. you were just so tired.

- when he pulls back, his whole face looks so damn worried it makes you want to cry. you put your own hands on his face and cheek, brushing your thumb on his cheek bone as he rests his forehead on yours.

- “dumbasss. i can leave something with you if it’s that bad - fuck, you could’ve called me, you know?”

- and you sigh and smile and kiss him a bit before pulling away again. man, you’re tired. you’re so, so tired.

- “yeah.. i know,”

- he helps you get undressed and freshened up, even rubs your facewash into your skin and rubs all your skincare in before hauling you off the bed. he turns the lights dim and just holds you, rubbing circles into your back as he holds you right to his chest.

- “go to fucking sleep,” “love you katsuki” “..love you too”

- he doesn’t sleep until you do, and wakes up the next morning to call in sick for you while you sleep against his chest. he should probably wake up but.. sleeping a bit longer won’t kill him.

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ii. kirishima eijirou

- kirishima likes to wake up pretty early so he can workout and do his cardio at the start of his day and his weightlifting later on. sleeping well is important to him cause his workout routine is super unforgiving if he’s not resting properly on rest days and the like. building muscles absolutely requires sleep!

- that being said - he doesn’t mind not sleeping early if he has something to do. drinking especially normally keeps him up on weekends. overall, it was good but he doesn’t limit himself.

- overall, it’s not something he paid a ton of attention too. life is all about balance so kiri goes with the flow. his rule of thumb is trying to get at least 8 hours a night tho.

- but because kirishima is so go with the flow - it took him a long time to figure out that you were a night owl and something of an insomniac. he assumed that when he wished you goodnight everday, you fell asleep around the same time as him.

- but one drunken even, he finds himself stumbling to your apartment. knocking on your and barely standing upright - he immediately is planning on apologizing for disturbing your sleep.

- but then you.. open the door and you’re literally wide awake. you look tired but you’re clearly not sleepy. kirishima, once gain, blasted - pushes the thoughts to the back of his mind and grins toothily. he’s just excited to see you at that point and forgets about the whole ordeal until a few weeks later.

- he ends up texting you about it a couple weeks later, assuming it’d be a once off thing that you’d explain to him.

- ... is upset and shocked to learn that you rarely, if ever fall asleep before two am like on a good day. poor man is in shock for the rest of the day and proceeds to ask you about why you have a hard time to sleeping to try and see what he can do.

- he wants to help but you just keep brushing it off and it honestly made him so upset he didn’t know what to do with himself. he couldn’t sleep a wink that night because the whole thing is bothering him so damn much.

- what really sets him off is when he finally has a chance to see you after a few weeks. you were busy with uni and didn’t really have a ton of time to see him so the two of you couldn’t see each other properly for a few weeks.

- he’s elated to see you. he’s missed his baby so much and he’s pulling all the stops out when he’s getting dressed. jeans cuffed, his best cologne, fresh shaved, brand new sneakers. he really wants to impress.

- he’s wrapping you up into the tightest hug when he see’s you. your dressed comfortably but he still thinks you look so beautiful and he’s complimenting you, giving you kisses and overall just doting on you. he wraps your hand in his yours and just talks.

- in fact, he’s so excited to see you, he doesn’t notice how..deflated you are. not at first anyways.

- but as the date goes on, it becomes more and more obvious you don’t share his enthusiasm in the same way.

- sure, he’s talkative but you haven’t said a word about how your week has been. all of his jokes have been met with mere huffs and forced chuckles and your eyes seem really distant.

- it hits him all at once at the end of your date when you just seem so... out of it. he’s about to take you somewhere else but you stopped listening a while ago. kirishima stops dead in his tracks and holds your hand nervously, calling you a few times to get your attention.

- “Y/N.. are you mad at me? is something wrong?”

- your eyes go wide, flailing your hands to reassure him. you knew you were acting strange but to see kirishima this upset makes you feel awful.

- “oh kiri - god no, it’s not you. sorry for being so.. distant - it’s not you,”

- “well then.. what’s wrong?”

- kirishima feels his heart get pierced when he sees you laugh. you look... so exhausted. your eyes are so heavy and the makeup on your skin is only barely concealing your dark circles. why did it take him so long to notice?

- before he can even reply, he remembers that little tidbit about your sleep schedule. his heart so genuinely aches.

- “Y/N.. when was the last time you got any proper sleep?”

- you flinch, visibly at the question. with an awkward laugh you inform him that it had been at least a week since you’ve had the time to actually sleep.

- “why didn’t you sleep today? on your day off?”

- “i uhm.. wanted to see you. i know you had a date planned and i was excited to see you. sorry for.. ruining your plans”

- he’s devastated by how cute you are. hugs you so damn tight.

- “baby, you can see me whenever. im happy being with you even if all we’re doing is napping together”

- when you mumble a soft “oh” in his chest, he can’t help but melt into a sigh. before you can protest, he’s dragging you back to his car and driving you home ignores your protests and buckles you, covering you with his jacket before kissing the crown of your head and telling you to sleep on the way back to his place.

- he watches you like a hawk the whole time until he arrives at his place. he wakes you up and carries you on his back until he gets inside. all he does is kick his shoes off before pulling the full weight of you down on his body, kissing your whole face.

- “sleep well baby. ill wake you up in a few”

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nights-legacy · 3 years

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Spooked Teleportation-Todoroki

Full Masterlist MHA Masterlist

+Y/N has a ghost quirk that she does not have complete control over yet. Y/N is a relatively quiet girl that has been able to get close to Todoroki from the beginning. One day, during training, Todoroki spooks her accidentally causing her quirk activate out of her control, teleporting them somewhere. This cause her to over use her quirk.

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“Oi! Spectra! Do you have your part of the project on you?” Bakugo yelled across the room. I lifted my head up from Todoroki’s desk and thought for a second.

“Yeah I do.”

“Good. I need to check on something. Give ‘em to me.” He walked over to my desk with his hand out. I shared a look with Todoroki who rolled his eyes.

“Give me a second.” I turned around and dug into my bag before finding it. I handed it to him and he turned around, walking away. I chuckled before turning back to Todoroki. He was working on his homework and I just watched as he wrote stuff down.

“What?” He asked, darting his eyes up to look at me before looking back at his paper. I shool my head meaning nothing. He nodded before focusing on his work. I was naturally quiet so he accepted my answer. I was also really bored so I started to mess with my ‘ghost magic’ as Bakugo calls it, making a pen float around.

“Doot do-do.” I messed around. I made the pen do tricks in the air, not really paying attention to much else.

“L/N.” Todoroki called gently. I jumped with an eep and the pen dropped right on his paper, where he was writing. I covered my mouth as he immediately stopped writing. He looked up at me again through his eyelashes.

“Sorry.” I yelped. A smile broke out on his face before he chuckled setting down his pencil.

“Having fun?” He asked, leaning on his arms looking at me. I smiled, dropping my hands into my lap. I laughed, blushing and nodding. He shook his head before picking up the pen and holding it out to me. I nodded and he dropped his hand, the pen staying in midair. “There we go. It’s good practice.”

“Thanks.” I leant on his desk again and with both went back to what we were doing. I was lost in my playing until someone else spoke up.

“You know it’s sexy when you use your quirk.” Mineta popped up next to me. I yelped, sending the pen flying and looking down at him.

“Hey, who threw that?” Kaminari yelled.

“I mean it’s really, really attractive.” I looked at him appalled and embarrassed. He was staring at me intently. I looked between him and Todoroki before disappearing from the room completely. I teleported to the hallway, shaken and uncomfortable. I heard yelling in the room from Bakugo, Kirishima, and Todoroki before I heard Mineta scream in fear.

“Maybe you should chill for a minute or two.” I heard Todoroki saw and I covered my mouth to not burst out laughing.

“You can come back in, L/N.” I looked to my left and saw Aizawa-sensei stepping out of the doorway. I nodded and ghosted back in. I laughed when I saw Mineta ‘chilling’ in a block of ice. I looked at Todoroki but he was just casually sitting there doing his work again.

“Wow.” I whispered before turning towards Kami. “Sorry, Kaminari. I didn’t meant to chuck the pen at you.” His head popped up and whipped around towards me.

“It’s alright. I understand!” He said before tossing the pen back to me.

“Okay class. Go get changed and head out to the training fields.” Aizawa instructed. We all started putting away our things before getting up to leave. “Oh and Todoroki, you may want to thaw out Mineta so he can join us. Just a thought…a mild suggestion.”

“Alright.” A thud of his body hitting the floor made a wet plop. He groaned out before getting up himself.

The rest of our day was spent with one on one training or by ourselves. Back and forth really. I was just happy Mineta was leaving me alone. I spent most of time by myself since I still didn’t completely trust my quirk. I was standing messing with my energy beam, ray thingy. I was get frustrated and tired. I took a breath to try and calm myself. I was just about to try again when a hand was placed on my shoulder.

“L/N, do you need…”

“Ahh!” I got scared and accidentally teleported. As soon as I landed and was solid again, I felt the other person was still with me. I felt them stumble before gaining their balance just as I collapsed.

“Hey, hey.” Someone caught me before I hit the ground. My head was spinning and I couldn’t see straight but I could see red and white hair. Todoroki moved us both to the ground, setting my head in his lap. My vision and head cleared but exhaustion set in. “Are you alright?”

“I’m exhausted. I just…” I set my hands on my head. I couldn’t form words very easily right now. I looked up at him and saw worry in his eyes.

“Okay, sh. Just rest.” He said, looking around us. I did too to see that we were nowhere near the school.

“Shit, I’m sorry Todoroki.” I apologized, silently chiding myself.

“Stop.” He said. I looked up at him surprised and confused. “I know what you are thinking and you need to stop. This isn’t your fault and it’s not that bad.”

“Yes it is. I should have been able to control my quirk.” I said sitting up. I got up to my feet but my knees gave and my head spun again. I felt Todoroki grab me before I could even start to fall. He brought me down into his lap, setting my head on his shoulder.

“Stay down.” He said before checking me over entirely. “What has you so exhausted? I have never seen you act this way over your quirk like this.”

“I have never teleported more than myself. You with me took a lot out of me I guess.” I told him feeling my whole body grow heavier with the exhaustion. “Todoroki, I’m feeling really tired.”

“Rest.” That was all he said before he pulled out his phone. I didn’t completely listen but could tell he was calling Aizawa-sensei. I was half asleep when I heard someone walk up on us. I opened my eyes to see Aizawa kneeling next to us.

“Are you both alright?” He asked. Todoroki answered and explained what had happened. They both helped me sit up before standing. I held onto both of their arms as they walked me to a car. My exhaustion wasn’t getting any better and before I knew it I was passing out, falling into Todoroki.

I awoke some time later in my own bed in my dorm. I yawned as I sat up looking around. I noticed the night sky out my balcony doors. Another thing I noticed was that the balcony doors were open, curtains billowing in the breeze. I got up and took a few steps towards it to see the bi-colored haired boy leaning against the railing.

“Todoroki?” He looked over his shoulder at me.

“You’re awake.” He turned towards me as I came out. “How are you feeling?”

“I have a small headache but otherwise I’m okay.” I said, leaning on the railing myself. I took a big breath looking up into the stars. “Thank you for helping me. That was kind of scary.”

“It was my pleasure. You are my friend. I would never let anything come to hurt you.” He said. I smiled before jumping at the sound of Bakugo’s voice yelling.

“DEKU!”

“My god.” I looked at Todoroki with a chuckle. “He is on the other side of the building and two floors up yet we can still hear him. That’s hilarious.”

“Very much. I have to hear that all the time though.”

“Oh that’s right. Your room is above his.” I sucked in air and gave him an apologetic look. “Sorry.” He shrugged.

“I have learned to block him out quite easily.” He said before we fell into comfortable silence, listening to the sound of the city beyond the school gates. “You scared me today. I thought you were seriously hurt. I was…worried.” He reached out and grabbed my hand, pulling me closer. His gaze was on my hand while he rubbed circles with his thumb.

“You were worried about me?” I said.

“Mm-hmm.” He nodded. He held my hand tighter. “I care very much for you.” He brought my hand up and kissed it. “So much.”

“Todoroki…” I whispered before smiling and blushing. I looked down before setting my head on his shoulder. I threaded my fingers threw his to intertwine our hands.

“I should get back to my room and let you rest some more. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.” He said softly. I sighed.

“Alright but…can we stay like this for a little longer?” I looked up at him through my eyelashes. He smiled.

“Of course but only for a little longer.” He said wrapping his arm around me. “It’s a little cold out. I need to keep you warm.” He said as I tucked my head under his chin. I sighed and nodded, relaxing into his arms.todo

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writersmorgue · 3 years

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You're a Hero, Eijirou Kirishima

for @juicebocs and their wonderful art that absolutely did not make me cry. definitely not.

“Have you seen the news?”

Has Katsuki seen the news? Sure he fuckin’ has. All of Japan has seen it at this point.

He shoots Kaminari a glare, forcing the blond to back the fuck off. He just needs to get home but this paperwork is taking forever to submit.

At this point he rewatched the video more than his own wedding vows.

Eijirou had been on a routine mission, but of course, his trouble-magnet of a partner had ended up in the middle of a bank robbery smack dab in the middle of Tokyo. Alone. The robbers had set up a hellish version of the trolley problem basically, with one group of five children and one pregnant woman in one room and a dozen other adults in another.

Eijirou had panicked like any sane person would. After being given a time limit, a mere ten seconds to choose one, he picked the children.

Now in Katsuki’s mind, this makes sense. He would’ve obviously chosen the fuckin’ kids. Probably. It’s different, he supposes, when lives are actually on the line.

When Aizawa had them attempt this problem in second year, Katsuki had brushed it off as ‘bullshit he’ll never need.”

Funny how life works.

The upload bar reaches 100% and Katsuki almost knocks over Kaminari on his mad dash out of the building.

He clicks on Eijirou’s contact and presses the phone aggressively up to his ear, cursing when his husband’s cheerful voice informs him that he can leave a message after the beep.

“Leave a message my ass, Eijirou you better be fuckin’ okay.” He growls into the receiver, clenching his teeth and pressing the end call button as he steps onto the train.

Curse the fuckin’ agency for forcing him to stay late today out of all days.

It’s a mere twenty minutes later when he finally makes it home, hiking up his post-shift sweatpants he stills, waiting for a sign of life.

“Ei?” He calls, “I’m home.”

Nothing but the distant sound of water running.

Katsuki speedwalks to the bathroom, dodging various items strewn on the floor.

Eijirou’s mouthguard, his stupid shoulder gears, his boots.

Steam is visible from the doorway of their bedroom, slipping through the cracks of their bathroom door and out into the frigid air. Katsuki peels off his sweatshirt, leaving it to hang on their bedpost, he rubs his arms as goosebumps rise on his skin.

“Ei?” He calls as he places his hand on the doorknob, “I’m coming in.”

No response. God fucking damnit.

He twists the handle, waving away the wall of steam that collides with his face.

Squinting in the dim light, he can barely make out the huddled form of his husband in the bottom of the tub. Scorching water pelting his bare back. His skin is almost as red as his hair prompting Katsuki to somewhat frantically turn the temperature down.

He crouches in front of the redhead and plops himself down on their fuzzy black bath mat.

Eijirou clamps his eyes shut and digs his head into his arms. Katsuki frowns, sticking his hand out to meet his husband who flinches slightly when they make contact.

Katsuki rubs his hand along Eijirou’s warm arm before sliding his other arm under himself and resting his head on the tub.

“Ei-baby, can you look at me?” The affectionate nickname slips, laced with worry.

Eijirou sniffs and brings his head up, tears silently stream down his face, mixing with the shower water, and he curls farther in on himself.

“I’m sorry,” He sobs, grimacing as if preparing for a blow. Katsuki’s frown deepens.

“The hell are you apologizing for?” Of course, Katsuki knows, he’s not stupid. Obviously, his angel of a husband blames himself for not saving the other group even though he was handling a hostage situation alone for some fucking reason. “Ei you didn’t do anything wrong.”

Eijirou’s face screws up before he chokes out another sob, “Katsuki you weren’t there, I fucked up. I could’ve saved them both. I’m a terrible hero, you deserve someone better.”

“Ei, quit with your fuckin’ bullshit. You know that’s not true.” The softer, “one of the hostages filmed it.”

Eijirou flinches so hard Katsuki retracts his hand, “Oh no, oh nonononono-” Eijirou gasps, gripping his head in his hands

“No Ei-” Katsuki reaches out, almost afraid to touch him, “Eijirou Kirishima look at me.”

His husband’s wide eyes meet his, “No one blames you. The whole fuckin’ country has probably seen the video at this point, yes, but no one blames you. Babe, you didn’t do anything wrong. You waited for backup that didn’t come, you were calm and collected, and you made a decision, one that most pros wouldn’t have been able to make. But you know the one thing you didn’t do?”

Eijirou opens his mouth, probably to spew some self-deprecating bullshit that Katsuki is not going to deal with right now.

“You didn’t let those fuckin’ kids die. You’re a hero, Ei.” He cuts him off, reinstating the hand contact on Eijirou’s arm. He grips the redhead’s hand, hard.

Eijirou uncurls his hand and intertwines their fingers together.

Katsuki sticks a hand into the stream, tucking a loose strand of hair behind the other’s ear.

“C’mon Red, let’s get you dried off, this shit can’t be good for your skin.”

He stands, walking over to the cupboard and quickly grabbing a few fuzzy towels. He shuts off the water and rubs Eijirou down as his husband shivers, skin hardening in small waves.

Katsuki reaches a hand down to pull Eijirou up but stops when they make contact.

“If you blame yourself again while I can hear it I’ll blast you to the moon,” Katsuki murmurs sweetly.

“Understood,” Eijirou immediately responds, knowing the blond can and will keep that promise.

Katsuki pulls him upright and gently tugs him into a warm embrace.

Eijirou crumples into his arms, letting himself fall, knowing Katsuki will catch him.

Katsuki rubs circles into his back, shushing him softly as he cries.

“I- I couldn’t do anything, a-and they’re dead. All those people had families, Kat. They had lives-” Katsuki grips red hair and leads them both down onto the bed.

“Let’s get you into something warmer, yeah?” He stands, causing Eijirou to let out a short whimper when he leaves, “Close your eyes and count to twenty, Ei.”

He steps away to their closet as soon as Eijirou does so.

He returns exactly twenty counts later with Eijirou’s baggiest sweatpants, boxers, and a Crimson Riot hoodie that he’s had since high school. It’s old and tattered but it makes Ei feel safe.

Katsuki sits on the bed next to the redhead and pulls on his own All Might hoodie. Then he pulls his husband down and curls his body as best he can around the bigger man. A towel was placed under them for Eijirou’s wet hair.

“I’m proud of you, Eijirou. You were amazing today.”

The big puppy digs his head into the gap between Katsuki’s head and shoulder, taking in his husband’s scent.

“Thank you, Kat. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“I love you, stupid.” Katsuki brings a corner of the towel up and begins dragging it along Eijirou’s hair, slowly drying it.

“I love you too.”

#kiribaku #based on art #god it's so good go look at it #eijirou kirishima #bakugo katsuki #fanfic #drabble #oneshot #boys in love #soft bakugou #bnha #mha #bnha fic #mha fic #llyn writes shit

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httpswwwtbhkcom · 3 years

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How Will They React to You Overworking Yourself

[Oneshot/Imagine]

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x Reader, Monoma Neito x Reader, Denki Kaminari x Reader, Eijiro Kirishima x Reader, (Separately)

[@httpswwwtbhkcom’s masterlist]

Summary: You weren’t hanging out with them that much, making them worried. Whenever they see you, you were either passed out on your desk or studying.

Warning: Swearing, grammar errors, overworking thingies (I forgot what’s it called..)(A few days later after I made this: I have no clue what I meant by overworking thingies no more.)

Genre: Fluff,

Keys:

Y/n- your name,

Reader: Neutral

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Katsuki Bakugo:

He frowned when he saw you working on today’s homework which the due was next week. Even though he was strict in doing his work, he also takes breaks.

“You should take a rest, Y/n.” He gruffed. You jumped at the sudden noise, not hearing anyone come in the room. You looked at the person who scared you, sighing. “You scared me!” You spoke, dodging his statement. Bakugo’s eyes softened then looked away, muttering an apology.

“As I said earlier, you should take a rest. You look like shit.” He remarked. You rolled your eyes. “I’m fine, Bakugo. I take rests too-” As if on queue, you yawned. You immediately covered your mouth to muffle yourself but one look at Bakugo, you could tell he had already have heard it.

“I can’t Bakugo! I have so many things on my plate! I can’t just rest, I’m busy everyday!” Bakugo scoffed, went towards you and carried you to your bed. “Wha- Hey! Bakugo!!” You whined, hitting him with all your might (You were tired, so it wasn’t that strong.) Bakugo was unfazed by your attempts and threw you to your clean bed which looked like it wasn’t used.

You stiffened at the touch of the soft bed. It was so soft you could just drift off. ‘But what about my work? MY WORK?!’ You thought, that was enough for you to squirm and try to get out of bed. Bakugo blankly stared at you. ‘Are you not giving up already? God...’.

“Stop squirming and try to rest already, idiot. Take a rest.” His eyes giving you a hard glare. “But my work-” “Continue your work tomorrow or something. It’s fucking Saturday, you should ease up a bit.” Finally, you slowly drifted off to sleep. Your eyes fluttering slowly as you let sleep consume you.

Once Bakugo thought you were sleeping. He muttered a ‘fuckin’ finally.’ and tucked you to bed properly.

He glanced at your messy desk and stared at it for a few seconds, taking in every detail on the desk. There was the homework due next week, a book about math, an open comic book, papers scattered everywhere, and your computer still on with the tab of youtube with your favorite song on it (It was paused).

Bakugo looked at you once again, and sat on the edge of the bed, and did not leave. He had the feeling of you waking up and getting out of bed to do your work once he leaves the room. Or so he thought was his reason for staying for a few hours.

He stayed there beside you, glancing at you every now and then. After an hour, Bakugo found himself drifting off to sleep beside you.

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Monoma Neito:

Monoma frowned when he saw you passed out on your messy desk. It wasn’t his first time seeing you like this. His dorm was beside yours so he always gets to see you study when he needs to go to his dorm because your door is slightly open (You should close your door properly next time.).

He sighed, thinking if he should go in your room and put you to bed since he felt a ‘tinsy bit’ of concern, or if he should just shrug it off and go continue his day. Monoma took one glance at you and went inside your room. “You should stop overworking yourself, Y/n...” He murmured.

Monoma went to you and slowly and carefully carried you bridal style. He walked towards your bed and tried to carefully place you on your bed without waking you up. To his dismay, you were waking up.

The first thing you saw was Monoma silently panicking. “Monoma...?” You groaned, confused and tired at the moment. Taking a breather, He calmed down. “What are you... Where am I? Wait- I’M SUPPOSED TO FINISH MY HOMEWORK!” You exclaimed once you were fully conscious.

You looked around you to finally notice that Monoma was carrying you. Your face dusted pink while Monoma blushed in embarrassment. “C-calm down.. The deadline’s next week, remember? You need to take a rest. You look like sh- I mean, You have bags under your eyes.”

“But, I have so many things to do..” You tried to reason with Monoma but failed. “You can do it tomorrow, take this as a day-off.”

You pouted “A day-off? I can’t have a day-off now! If I do, then I won’t have a day-off tomorrow- or the day after that.” He carefully placed you on your bed, having a bit of trouble since you were trying to go back to your desk. “You never rest, Y/n. During lunch, you were reading a book, barely eating your food!” You quietly listened as he kept ranting.

While he was ranting, he stopped when he noticed you were starting to drift off to sleep. Instead, he slowly took the blanket underneath you and gently placed it on your body, also making sure it doesn’t cover your face.

He sat beside you and gently massaged your head, Earning a moan from you. Monoma stopped and tensed at the sudden sound. His face was red. He took a glance to see you still unconscious and sighed in relief. After a few minutes, Monoma finally calmed down a bit, though his face is tinted pink.

He decided to leave you alone, but before he left, he kissed your forehead.

“Good night, sweetheart.”

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Denki Kaminari:

Kaminari was just passing by your dorm when he noticed your door slightly open. Curious, he slowly opened it, not making a sound. His eyes landed on you taking notes from your computer. ‘Again?’ He inaudibly sighed. He welcomed himself in your dorm.

He snuck up behind you while you were going to the next page of the file. Kaminari grinned as he planned to scare you.

“Boo!”

You shrieked in surprise, accidentally ripping the paper a bit. “Kami! My notes!” You exclaimed in despair. “Sorry Y/n, But you could print it out instead right?” He tried to assure you. You only responded with a glare and a small yawn. “Tired?” Kaminari teased, leaning closer to you.

Your face tinted light pink, but your tiredness didn’t fully process of how close you both really were. You dozed off a bit, accidentally leaning closer to Kaminari’s face. He noticed this and froze. Kaminari didn’t know what to do, should he back away? Should he let this go and get his first kiss from you?

But before he can even think, your lips met his. Kaminari didn’t move for a few seconds, but then he backed away, completely taken aback. He held your shoulders when you were almost going to collapse from your seat. You were conscious again and slightly jumped. “H-huh?”

“Oh... Hey..” Kaminari said awkwardly, backing up a few steps. “Hm...?” Then it clicked. You first thought about your work. “My notes... I need to finish it..! Then I need to read the next chapter!” The more you talked, the more you realize that you haven’t finished anything yet.

You took Kaminari’s hands from your shoulders and went to your desk to finish your work. He frowned. “Y/n.” He called sternly, taking you by surprise at the moment. Kaminari forced you to look at him. You noticed how serious he actually looked, despite your state. “Hm?.... Make it fast, I need to finish my schedule.”

“Y/n, please stop doing this to yourself and calm down! Look at you! You’re tired. You keep overworking yourself!”

You responded with a frown, shaking your head. “I have too, Kami. I have to if I want to keep my grades up..” “BUT YOU DON’T HAVE TOO!” You flinched at his outburst. Kaminari took notice and apologized. “Your so smart already, Why do you even need to do this to yourself?” You couldn’t say anything to shoot back because Kaminari didn’t let you. “Don’t say that you’re doing it to be the star student or something. You already have high grades. Your grades are higher than mine. Please.. Please don’t overwork yourself. It’s bad for you!”

You unintentionally yawned, Luckily, Kaminari thought nothing bad of it. “See? You’re even tired! Let’s take a rest okay?” You finally nodded after a few moments, wanting to sleep on your bed. While standing up, you almost stumble but was caught by Kaminari.

“Don’t worry, I’ll carry you there instead k? Just go sleep.” He hushed. You slowly nodded, as he carried you bridal style to your bed. As he was walking to your bed, you leaned your head on his chest and felt his heart beats. It was fast but it somehow soothed you.

Unnoticed by you, Kaminari was panicking internally. His face red, his heart beating rapidly. He looked at you, who were already sleeping peacefully. ‘Calm down, Denki. You’re going to wake them up if you keep this up.’ He took a breath.

He carefully set you down on your bed, putting a blanket on you. He was going to leave until you held the side of his shirt. “Sleep with me, Kami.” You slurred, half-asleep. “S-sleep? With you?” He stuttered, his face and neck red. “Please? It’s so cold...” You pleaded, still holding the hem of his shirt.

Kaminari looked at you. You were looking cold. You wouldn’t mind it sleeping with him for a while right?

“Fine..” You moved a bit to the side to give Kaminari some space. As he wrapped his arms around you, he grinned. ‘This is one in a million! I’ll never forget this day! Best. Day. EVER!’ Kaminari internally cheered as he held you close to his chest.

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Eijiro Kirishima:

Kirishima was walking towards your dorm. He was worried since he didn’t see you in the common room. Plus, he wanted to hang out with you since he haven’t talked to you in a while.

Finally, he was at your door. Kirishima was going to knock until he noticed the door wasn’t closed. He wanted to take a peek but he stopped himself, telling it’s rude and unmanly to do. So he knocked on the door. “Hey Y/n? It’s Kirishima, can I come in?”

No response.

“Y/n?”

Still no response.

“Are you there?”

Nothing.

He was starting to get worried so he opened the door and went in the room. He sighed in relief when he saw you passed out on your desk, your computer still on.

Kirishima silently walked to you and turned your computer on sleep mode and carefully slithered his arms on your waist and your legs. Then carried you bridal style. As he was walking to your bed to set you down, you unexpectedly woke up and squirmed. Kirishima looked at you wide eyed and silently panicked.

“H-huh...?” You muttered, moving a bit to see Kirishima’s surprised face. “W-what are you doing...? Kirishima..? Wait.. I’m supposed to be...” You thought for a while, then it clicked on your head. “I’m supposed to be doing my work!” You exclaimed, squirming more but failing since Kirishima used his quirk to keep you in place and to not fall from his hands.

“No, don’t. it’s fine, you can do it tomorrow instead. The deadline’s in 3 days, don’t worry.” He reassured you. “But I need to do it! I have so many things to do soon after the homework Sensei gave us!”

“Chill! You can do it later. Take a rest first. You can’t do it now, you’re exhausted..” He told you. “You didn’t sleep in like, 4 days straight right? It’s going to be relaxing if you atleast take a nap.” Kirishima added. “But-” “No buts. Just take a rest. Please? For me?”

You both look at each other for a solid minute. Then you stopped squirming and sighed in defeat. “Fine.. I guess taking a short nap wouldn’t hurt.” Kirishima grinned as he hugged you tight.

He carefully placed you on your bed and put a blanket on top of you while you stared at him with half lidded eyes. Your yawn caught Kirishima off guard for a second then he chuckled. “Take a good rest Y/n.” He kissed your forehead then left, but you stopped him halfway from leaving the room.

“Can you stay with me?”

He froze and looked at you with a red face. Kirishima then smiled and nodded.

“Of course, anything for you.”

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E/n: I did this all 4 at night so expect some of it to not make sense.

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todrokishoto · 3 years

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late night conversations | shouto todoroki

summary: excitement leads to insomnia and insomnia leads to a conversation with mr. shouto todoroki

warning(s): mentions of fighting and poor half and half’s childhood. slight angst

a/n: ok but this is not where i was expecting this to go. it was supposed to be about something else lmao but enjoy ig

your undeniable fatigue was overwhelming, but you were still unable to succumb to the sleep you so desperately needed. not yet, anyway. your body, albeit drained from the physical training performed today during class, was buzzing.

demanding training was nothing new to class 1-a, and each and everyone of you were progressing with each round of drills the teachers would throw at you. add academic studies into the mix as well and you have the perfect recipe for exhaustion.

your door slipped shut behind you, the excitement coursing through your veins making it impossible to remain in bed. the hardwood floor was cold underneath your bare feet, but you didn’t feel like going back to fetch your slippers.

during class with mr. aizawa, you were finally able to nail the ultimate move you had been working on for the past couple of weeks. not only did it feel amazing to execute it flawlessly after so much practice, but it had scored you the victory in the fight against ururaka.

the auburn-haired girl had learned a lot during her internship and had put up more of a fight than you expected. you had seen her go up against some of your other classmates, but experiencing it in person was definitely something else.

the ding of the elevator echoed, the doors moving apart, as you arrived on the first floor. thank goodness there were no rooms on this floor because you swore the sound would have been loud enough to wake someone up.

fiddling with your phone, you moved mindlessly, trying to ignore the aches moving throughout your body. you weren’t entirely sure what you planned to do, to be quite honest, but anything seemed like a better idea than being stuck in your bedroom.

most of your classmates were sleeping, you assumed, or at the very least tucked into bed. the unusual silence of the student dorms didn’t necessarily surprise you but it did make you feel slightly uneasy. it felt foreign.

so when your name was called, you couldn’t contain the small yelp that escaped you. your phone collided with the floor, the sound once again echoing around the (almost) empty common room, and you winced. with a flick of the wrist, your quirk brought your phone back into your hand and you glanced up to inspect who else was awake at this hour.

“shouto?”

his bicolored hair fell into his eyes as he nodded. it was obvious the boy needed a haircut soon but you didn’t dare comment on it. instead, you swallowed the remainder of your shock and made your way over to the sofa he was seated on.

“what are you doing up?” you questioned quietly, hoping you weren’t prying too much.

“couldn’t sleep. my thoughts are a little overwhelming at the moment.”

you nodded, your lips pursing together as you tried to wrack your brain for an appropriate response. the two of you had shared a handful of conversations but he was always so formal, making it hard to decipher his true feelings about you. if anyone were to ask if you were friends, you had no idea what to say.

he spoke first, “sorry for scaring you, by the way.”

“it’s all good,” you assured quickly, the corner of your lips twitching with hints of embarrassment. “i, uh, just didn’t expect anyone else to be awake. i can leave. if, uh, you know, you want me to.”

he shook his head, strands of red and white mixing together. he didn’t verbally protest but scooted over slightly, leaving more room on the couch for you to sit. you accepted his silent offer, not saying anything either, as you lowered yourself onto the sofa.

the silence continued. you were itching to break it, each second passing making you feel more and more on edge. shouto didn’t make a move to talk like he had previously and you found yourself wondering if it was due to his preoccupied mind or an inability to find the right words. maybe he had just invited you to sit out of common courtesy, secretly hoping you’d decline.

“great job—”

“so, how did—”

a smile tugged on your lips as his bicolored eyes widened slightly. you nodded, waiting for him to continue his sentence. he remained quiet for a brief moment and you wondered if he suddenly regretted what he was about to say.

“i just wanted to congratulate you on your win against uraraka. you did a great job,” he praised, his words being nothing but earnest.

“thank you. i didn’t know you were, uh, watching,” you admitted. why were you suddenly feeling self-conscious about him watching you fight? most of your classmates had, so why was he different?

he nodded. “kirishima was able to knock me outside the ring, so i had some time to watch you both.”

“kirishima? really? i mean— he’s my friend and i love him, but he beat you? really?”

his eyes closed momentarily as his left hand came up to his face. his fingers traced the scar framing his eye, seemingly subconsciously. you felt rude for watching him so intently but you couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the contrast of his bright blue orb compared to the red mark.

only when his eyes met yours did you realize that you had been caught staring. you averted your gaze immediately. you desperately wanted the conversation to continue and you were inwardly scolding yourself when he spoke again.

“he made a comment and i got distracted, so he had an opening. he did put up a pretty good fight before that, though,” he recalled, his gaze flickering toward his hands now clasped in his lap. “i keep getting distracted when my past or family is mentioned, which is starting to mess with my focus and training.”

you swallowed, your chest swelling with pride. out of all people, shouto todoroki had decided to confide in you. while you knew a lot about him, his family and his past, most of the information came from your other classmates or rumors. he, himself, had never really seemed interested in sharing those details with you and you refused to pry.

“what did he say? i’ll beat his ass.”

a laugh. you hoped the surprise you felt wasn’t physically visible. his laughter was rarely shared and you could probably count on one hand how many times you had heard it. you decided right then and there that you would give anything to hear it again and again.

“just something about my left side matching him. you know, with the red all? it was mindless, really. no need to give him a beating on my behalf. he apologized after,” he assured. “i just... i hate that no matter what i do, my father and the family name still has this affect on me.”

his brain was reeling. you could practically see the gears turning and his internal conflict was essentially radiating from his body. eager to offer advice, you had to bite your bottom lip to keep quiet. you wanted to give him some time with his thoughts. you had interrupted him earlier, after all.

you knew about his complicated family dynamic. he inspired you, honestly. despite everything he had experienced so far in his young life, he was still able to be one of the top students. he was still able to get up in the morning and go about his day. other people weren’t that strong.

“i’m going to speak freely for a moment, if you don’t mind,” he didn’t object, so you continued. “no matter how much you wish he wasn’t, endeavor will always be your father. there’s not a single person who wouldn’t agree that your childhood was horrible, but you can’t change what happened.”

he listened, almost clinging to every word, desperate for validation. so you kept going,

“what i’m trying to say is that you’ve come so far. when school started, you were so reserved, obsessing over how your family name defined you. now, i see you laughing with iida and deku during lunch. you use your left side with, what seems like, no hesitation. children can’t choose their parents. you just need to keep proving that you’re better. that you’re able to come out on top. but you have to do it for you.”

you weren’t sure if your words had efficiently conveyed what you truly wanted to say. there was so much more you wanted to tell him. you wanted to praise him, encourage him, let him know that while you two weren’t the closest - you would always be there for him.

but as he remained quiet, you couldn’t help but worry that you had crossed a line. that was it. if your relationship could be considered friendship in the first place, you had definitely ruined it now. each second of silence ensuing was like a stab to your heart, which was already thumping from nervousness, mind you.

“thank you,” it was no louder than a whisper but you heard it clear as day. “i needed— thank you.”

the double-quirked boy wasn’t one to openly show his feelings. everyone knew this. whether he was angry, sad or happy, his face always appeared to successfully hide it. so you pretended not to notice the tears welling up in his eyes, offering him a smile instead.

once again, there was a silence engulfing the two of you. this one, though, wasn’t thick and awkward. it was welcome and comfortable. the kind of silence that happens between best friends and neither one of them mind.

you were the one to break it, albeit involuntarily. you know how bodies do things that you don’t necessarily want them do? yeah, well your body did just that. shouto’s bicolored eyes met with yours as a violent shiver coursed through you. was it really that cold?

he seemed to study you briefly before holding out his arm and angling his body slightly toward you. you weren’t sure if he was just that oblivious or if he was being bold. this time, it was your mind going into overdrive. it seemed innocent enough but you still felt hesitant to accept his offer.

before you were able to either accept or decline, his arm had wrapped around your shoulders. with a gentle tug, you practically fell into his embrace, immediately feeling the warmth from his skin. your tense muscles relaxed and you let his heat melt away your worries.

“my left side’s not all bad, i guess,” he mused and you swore you could hear a smirk. your face was pressed into his chest, making it impossible for you to check.

instead, you readjusted your arm, placing it on his abdomen. he tensed up ever-so-slightly when you did, his muscles flexing beneath his shirt, but neither of you commented on it. his chest continuously rose and fell with each breath, creating a rather comforting rhythm.

“so, what did you think about my fight? did i impress mr. shouto todoroki?”

yet another laugh escaped him, his chest rumbling underneath you. you swore it was one of the most beautiful sounds you had ever heard and it was easily becoming one of your favorites. you would, without hesitation, fight anyone who dared take it away from him.

he began telling you about what he had noticed during your fight and you listened. you knew he was giving honest advice, and honestly, you could probably use the pointers but you found yourself more captivated by his voice than anything else. had it always been this smooth?

your conversations continued. they were random and sometimes one-sided, and you had no idea how they lasted but you didn’t want them to stop. he didn’t either, it seemed, occasionally bringing up new topics himself. they continued long into the night, you were sure.

and, eventually, fatigue caught up to the both of you. the conversations more and more scarce. his breathing growing more and more shallow, barely moving underneath you. your eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

neither one of you retreated to your respective bedrooms. neither one of you moved; your bodies just melting together like missing puzzle pieces finally finding each other. and neither one of you heard the snickers and camera shutters from your classmates in the morning.

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harveywritings92 · 3 years

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MHA/BNHA: They get severely injured and you heal them

You're recovery Girl's granddaughter you have a healing quirk called Angel's Glow, which requires skin on skin contact to work, small wounds, bruises and bone fractures are healed in seconds just by placing your hands on the injured area which will glow blue and repair damage, however wounds that are near fatal are different story. In that case, it’s kind of embarrassing, but you treat it how you would hypothermia, stripping down to your panties (or naked) and lay down holding that person close letting your healing aura cover them, of course you've never been in a situation where you've had to do that, pretty much keeping it reserved for your romantic partner, So when you got a call that your boyfriend was severely injured in a fight and his chances of survival aren't looking to good.

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Fatgum/Taishiro:

Reader's age 26.

The last thing Taishiro remembered was fighting this crazy strong villain with an equally strong quirk! So, one can imagine his confusion when the last thing he remembered before blacking out; was fighting as Fatgum and then waking up after who knows how long as Fitgum and in a stranger's bedroom hooked up to a very annoying heart monitor that would not. stop. beeping! Taishiro slowly sat up; with a grimace expecting to feel pain shooting all throughout his body the second he moved, but to his astonishment nothing happened...

He was sure his left leg was broken during that fight! he cautiously wiggled his toes and jerk his left leg around, nothing no pain... in fact he felt great; giddy like he had just eaten an entire buffet of his favorite foods! But how did... His train thought was cut short when he felt an slender arm around his waist.

Taishiro suddenly became hyperaware of the other person, a woman. laying in the bed next to him! His heartrate spiked causing the monitor to start beeping rapidly!

The blond carefully reached over and gently pushed the woman's hair away from her face, the BMI hero felt a wave of relief wash over him upon seeing the calm sleeping face of his girlfriend Y/n starring back at him. But the relief quickly shifted to befuddlement, why was she here? he then noticed their apparent lack clothes, His yellow eyes widened and felt his face burn; Taishiro swallowed hard as he checked under blanket... why were they just wearing boxers and panties?

Spotting a some of his spare clothes in Y/n's closet, Taishiro quietly and carefully got out of the bed; unplugged the Heart monitor before taking it off, and got dressed in his track pants and T-shirt, then careful got Y/n dressed in one of his hoodies before tucking her into bed, Just as Recovery-Girl popped her head in to check on them as she couldn't hear the monitor beeping anymore, and got worried she smiled seeing her *hopefully* soon to-be Grandson-law alive and healthy.

"Oh thank goodness you're awake..."

"Yeah, I jus' woke up. Sorry for intruddin."

"It's nothing to be sorry for, though I'm sure you're confused how you aren't in a coma or dead."

"...What happened to me?"

Recovery-girl gave him the run down after he was put out of commission, Taishiro was in pretty bad shape, the out come was looking grim when Y/n ordered the ambulance be redirected to her private-practice which also doubled as her home, they got got one of her intern's to use their quirk which could burn off his fat, they cleaned his cuts and got him stitched up then the y/ht woman told everyone to go home; save for her grandmother and Kirishima who refused to leave his mentor until he was sure hew was going to be alright.

it was only when he saw Y/n taking her clothes off did the flustered teen ask about those guest rooms, she offered and recovery- Girl lead him out of the room, the y/ht woman slipped into bed next her her unconscious lover and activated her quirk, Tai's whole body was soon surrounded in veil of blue light that slowly started to repair and heal his broken body.

Taishiro smiled gently as he caressed Y/n's cheek making her wince in her sleep. "The poor thing must be exhausted over using her quirk for two days." the pride the tall man had felt to shifted into concern. "two days?!" he croaked he remembered Y/n telling him that her quirk can also transfer her patients pain onto her to the lessen their burdens, and if he was in really bad shape as recovery-girl described... "Is she gonna be okay?" he asked voice cracking, the old nurse frowned knowing that her granddaughter told him about her quirks pain absobtion. "Well, the next couple days won't be very pleasant for her, I may have to keep her sedated." the blond eyes started to burn as he watched Y/n sleeping soundly, vowing stay by her side and to take her on very nice vacation when this was all over, they could both use it.

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Shoto Todoroki:

Reader age 21, Shoto: 19

This poor touch-starved child was so confused and flustered when he woke up in a strange bed, wearing nothing but his boxers and y/n clinging to him very intimately, all while alarm-bells were going off in his head as part on his mind was still in fight or flight mode as he cautiously scanned his girlfriend expecting this to be a dream, and the villain that attacked him to pop-out at any moment...

After a few moments of waiting for the dream to end, Shoto cautiously used his fire to burn himself he winced feeling the pain burn his wrist, then the pain went numb the bi-colored haired man's brows furrowed before seeing the familiar blue aura from [y/wt] woman's quirk reverse the damage on his wrist, Shoto's stomach churred as realized what she had done, he carefully removed himself from the warm embrace of her bed and looked around the room for something to wear before spotting some a pair of sweat pants and a T-shirt left out for him, he changed then carefully got his girlfriend dressed into her PJs and her tucked in.

Shoto was the picture of calm as he kept a silent vigil over the [y/hc] woman carefully playing with her hair, but internally he was freaking out! Wondering how long had he been out for? and how long had Y/n been healing him? was she going to be okay?! he grimaced at he saw her wince in her sleep; even a blind man could see she was already suffering from the effects of over using her quirk! "Why would you do something so foolish?" he sighed using his cold half to keep Y/n's forehead cool he felt her temperature spike. "Love makes you do very rash decisions." Shoto jumped to see Recovery-Girl behind him and the dual quirked boy immediate bowed his head to her in forgiveness.

"Don't do that Todoroki, you don't need to apologize."

"But because me Y/n is..."

"It's not you're fault dear, Y/n knew the risks as soon as she heard you were in critical condition."

"How long were we like that?" he asked asked dreading the answer Recovery-Girl frowned as she checked her granddaughter's vitals over. "Four days, I won't lie the next couple days won't be kind to my Granddaughter." She saw Shoto wince knowing the guilt eating at him. "But knowing she has a handsome young man looking after her, should help her make a speedy recovery.~" the room's temperature suddenly spikes as a blush adorned Shoto's cheeks Recovery-Girl giggled jubilantly as she left the room leaving Y/n in Shoto's care.

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Touya/Dabi:

Reader age 25 (note you're quirk can't heal his scars (you've tried) you were childhood friends with him, he kidnapped you and keeps you in his safehouse!)

Dabi woke up that morning with a splitting headache, crap how much did he have to drink? he growled taking a sharp breath as his eyes adjusted to his dimly lit bedroom, trying to piece together what happened last night, when he caught something blue in the dim light at first he thought it was his quirk acting up, but then he noticed some of his staples were missing around his stomach...

The it all came flooding back to him one of the Nomus had gotten lose before it could be "trained" and went on a rampage the villains and a couple heroes on the league payroll stropped it, but not without consequences, the beast managed to take a bite out of Dabi's waist, the scarred man somehow managed to make it home... walking through the front door was the last thing he remembered before blacking out, then he felt his stomach drop when he realized that this blue glow wasn't his flames!

Dabi quickly turned the light on above his bed and found a sleeping Y/n hugging his waist her quirk overworking itself trying to fix his scars, which weren't healing because the tissue was to damaged to fix, "You idiot!" he barked getting out of bed, then paused when he felt a rush cold air on his everything, his teal eyes looked down... Yep, naked as the day he was born, he cussed and checked under the thin sheet Y/n had covered them in, same story.

He check her temperature she was freezing! "Tch" Dabi quickly readjusted the sheet around his girlfriend's shivering body then went and put on some black sweat pants, he quickly went to drawers and grabbed a pair of boxers and a t-shirt and put those on his y/ht girlfriend, then grabbed the discarded blanket from off the floor covering the couple.

Dabi used his quirk to boost up his body temp while rubbing Y/n’s arms trying warm her up. the last thing he needed was her getting sick, however he paused his ministrations and checked his burner phone... shit it been 2 days since the incident! He had a lot of messages from the league demanding to know where he was, He should probably get around to telling them he's alive... meh, maybe after Y/n recovered those f-ckers will live.

#boku no hero academia #bnha fanfiction #fatgum x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #dabi x reader #boku no hero x reader #my hero academy fanfiction #Healer! reader

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xoxo-teddybear · 3 years

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Oh, The Lies You Tell - Bakugou Katsuki - pt. 2

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: angst, trauma, abuse, betrayal, fluff, slice of life, smut, cursing, manipulation, possible spoilers, physical harm, 18+

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

Ep. Warnings: fluff, childhood trauma, cursing, Bakugou kinda OOC, DADZAWA

Summary: More Bakugou x reader interaction! And Y/N’s first time training with the students and showing off her “quirk.” How will the students react?

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.6 Pt.7 Pt.8 Pt.9

Once you saw the familiar blonde, you smiled. “.....hey back, cutie.” You said with confidence. Bakugou only blushed at the comment and sucked his teeth as he rolled his eyes.

“Soo...you’re my escort?” You flirtatiously asked. You can’t help it, it’s just your personality. Plus, after years of villainous work, you had to learn how to speak with a calm and seductive voice to get your way with your victims.

“Yeah, that means I’m stuck with your dumbass for the next few months. So try to keep up and don’t you dare hold me back.” He ferociously said. You just giggled and went to mess with his unbuttoned shirt collar.

“Whatever you say, Fiesty,” as you examined his clothes, you just had to speak up again. “Whattup with the clothes? No tie, no tuck, no....prestigiousness?” Bakugou scoffed at your question.

“Oh yea? Like you’re one to talk. You completely changed your uniform. You realize the girls in UA don’t dress this-“ you cut him off.

“What? Rebellious?”

“I was gonna say hot.”

“That works too.”

“Suits you real well.”

“Oh, I bet it does,” you smirked. During your time throwing spitfire replies to one another, you realized how close both your faces have gotten. You saw ruby eyes, perfect porcelain skin with the perfect amount of tan, soft but fluffy, spiky, blonde hair, and a smirk that copied your own. As Bakugou was too busy admiring your looks, you gently placed two fingers under his chin.....and flicked his head upwards at the sky.

“Hehe...let’s go, Cutie. You gotta show me my dorm, remember? Cant stand here forever staring at me.” You chuckled to yourself.

“I was not doing any of that shitty woman!” Bakugou yelled. As Bakugou did that, Rumor ran right across him making his balance go all outta wack.

“Heh..yeah, sure.” You said as you walked off with Rumor, petting his head. Oh, this is gonna be fun.

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On the walk to the dorms, you and Bakugou got to know each other quite well. Just the basics though. Favorite music, favorite foods, personality types, likes and dislikes, all that good stuff. You also both shared a little flirtatious banter, not that you minded, however it threw Bakugou off. When the fuck does he ever talk like that? As you both walked up to the entrance you realized something.

“Hey, you never asked me about my quirk. How come?” You asked as you both continued to walk to the doors.

“Don’t need to. I’ll see all I have to see tomorrow during training.” Bakugou said.

“Makes sense.” You replied.

“Of course it does,” He said as he opened the doors to give you a tour. You were in awe. Growing up, you never really had a home before the league. You slept in benches, jail cells, or straight on the ground outside in the rain. But this? Basically luxury to you, but of course you kept up a chill persona.

“This is the common area, kitchens over there, everyone gets their own bathrooms, the showers are that way, and I’ll show you to your dorm,” Bakugou said, giving you the “grand” tour. As you walked up to your room, you saw how already filled it was...but this wasn’t any of your stuff.

“Didn’t realize you were into music like that.” Bakugou said. When you turned to look at your desk, you saw how large it was and how there was a control panel they used at recording studios on it. Set up with it was a microphone that artist used when recording their songs and there was a mini keyboard and acoustic guitar set up on the side. Then it hit you. You had gone over your interest with Mr. Aizawa, guess he filled up the room to make you more comfortable OR to make it seem like you were a normal kid who actually had stuff. In reality, you had nothing but your villain costume (which you demanded to be kept) and Rumor.

“Umm...not really. I just sing a little and enjoy writing little songs. Nothing special really,” you replied to him. “Uh, could you give me a sec? I wanna change out of this uniform and relax a little.” You said to him.

“Yeah, sure. Dinner starts at 6 so be down by then and come meet the rest of the morons.” He said as he backed out the room and walked on to wherever. You began to explore the room. Rumor took comfort on the soft bed, and you looked at the recording area. It was amazing. You strummed the guitar, taking in it’s beautiful sound and dabbled on the keyboard. You then realized.

“Rumor! What am I gonna change in to?! I literally have nothing!” You said as you ran to your closet, astound when you saw the large amount of clothes, along with a little sticky note.

Enjoy the gift, Y/N! Cant wait to have you in class!

- Ms. Midnight

“Midnight, huh? Then these clothes must be hot as fuck!” You excitedly said. Safe to say you put on a little fashion show for yourself and Rumor. As you put on the clothes and made new outfits, you noticed how she had gone for the typical “baddie style.” Lots of ripped jeans, plenty of casual heels, thigh high boots, leather jackets, bomber jackets, crop tops, tube tops, and of course booty shorts. You also noticed the massive amount of jewelry given to you. Plenty of necklaces and anklets. Very pretty.

Once done with your little show, you and Rumor looked at the clock. 5:30.

“I think we should stay in here. Who needs dinner anyways?” Rumor only growled at you. He knew better. You both needed food and you should go down there and make some friends.

“Oh c’mon! We’ve gone days without food before, why not now?” You saw how Rumor gave you this look of ‘because it wasn’t available then’ and you rolled your eyes knowing your friend was right.

“Fineeeeeee,” you reluctantly said as Rumor gave a happy bark and wagged his tail. You changed into some comfortable clothes and went to the common area.

When walking down there, you saw a spikey read head, a tall black haired boy, a girl with long greenish hair, and then you saw Deku, Kaminari, Uraraka, Todoroki, and Bakugou. While they were talking, the red head took notice of yours and Rumor’s presence.

“Oh! Hey L/N! Rumor! Come join us!” How sweet of him to include Rumor. As you both walked towards a single open seat on a solo couch seat, you saw how everyone had their eyes set on you with a smile.

“Umm....hey.” You nervously let out with a small laugh. As you tried to settle, Rumor placed his head on your lap to calm you down and Bakugou took notice of this.

“Would you idiots stop staring at her like that? She’s obviously kinda nervous.” Bakugou said with his head thrown back on the couch. The red head then spoke up to agree.

“Oh right! Sorry about that L/N!” He said kindly.

“No, it’s no trouble. And you guys can quit the formalities and just call me Y/N. I don’t mind!” You sweetly said.

“Alright then, nice to meet you Y/N! I’m Eijirou Kirishima, this is Hanta Sero, and Tsuyu Asui. I’ve heard you already met these guys, and I’ve also heard you got Bakugou as your escort!” Bakugou growled at Kirishima for mentioning that.

“Yeah! He’s kinda.....bratty?” You teased. Bakugou only looked at you with wide angry eyes and a small blush.

“Ha, yeah. Bakubro can be a brute, but when you get to know the guy, you find out he’s just a big ole softie with rough ways.” He joked.

“I AIN’T SOFT SHITTY HAIR!” Bakugou screamed. The group just giggled and watch the interaction go on. You guys talked and laughed and they got to know about you and Rumor a little better. Finally, a girl with a black ponytail came in.

“Hey guys! Dinner’s ready! Oh! And L/N, we made 2 steaks for Rumor. I hope you don’t mind.” She said.

“Oh not at all! Thanks you guys, that was really sweet of you.” Rumor understood what was going on just by the scent in the air and he was excited. As you all walked to the table and took ur seats, everyone got to talking again. Dinner went on and Rumor was enjoying his steaks.

“Man..what a lucky dog. Steak for dinner.” Kirishima spoke. Everyone chuckled and continued on. The girl with the pony tail, who you learned was nicknamed Momo, walked in with a final pot.

“Okay you guys! This is the final dish! Just some Miso soup to peck on. Kaminari, can you go and grab the ladel?” As the blonde walked away, everyone was excited for the dish.

“Sorry guys, the soup is a little too hot. You should wait for it to cool down before digging in,” Momo said apologetically.

“Oh hey, no worries, I have a solution!” You said as you made a tiny little tornado with you air bending and sent it to the pot of soup on the table to cool it down. The massive amount of steam was clearly decreased and everyone thanked you.

“So your quirk is tiny tornadoes?” Bakugou whispered to you as he was the one sitting next to you.

“No, you dummy.” You giggled until you heard a crack. Everyone looked over and saw Kaminari broke the one and only ladel. Everyone booed and sighed at the loss of miso soup and the poor blonde just apologized with a nervous smile.

“It’s fine you guys, we don’t need a ladel. Who wants some miso?” You asked and everyone raised their hands. So, you used your water bending to pick up the soup give some to all your classmates. Everyone was confused but impressed.

“Okay, what the hell is your quirk?” Bakugou asked in confusion.

“You’ll find out soon, Cutie.”

“Whatever you say, Princess.” He replied back.

It was safe to say the new nickname left you in shock with some blush and you noticed everyone stopped eating to look at you both.

“........huh?!” The group simultaneously said with blank and confused faces as Bakugou yelled at them saying they heard nothing.

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The next day the students met up with Mr. Aizawa wearing any comfortable gym/fighting attire. Instead of meeting at Gym Gamma, the teacher took his students out to the Sports Festival Areana. The students all buzzed with excitement, most only wanting to know the new student’s quirk and fight style.

“Okay, today we’ll be doing sparring matches. We’ve paired you all up based on skill level and experience. One battle at a time. Whoever makes it to the top 3, those students are excused from classes tomorrow. Get warmed up, take your seats, and I’ll call up the first two fighters.” Mr. Aizawa spoke.

The students were ready. Everyone was, but no one was prepared for you. They never saw your fight style, never saw you use your quirk for battle, never even saw you pick a fight. This’ll be interesting.

“Okay bud, since it’s a 1v1, you’re benched.” You spoke to Rumor. He whined at the fact that he wouldn’t be getting any action but nonetheless, listened to his best friend. “Oh don’t give me that sass, why don’t you go talk to Kirishima or Bakugou while I’m in battle. Fair?” Rumor huffed at you, but you took it as compliance.

“Hey, Princess.”

You turned to who called you and saw Bakugou and what appeared to be his little posse following him. It consisted of Kirishima, Sero, Kaminari, and Mina.

“Oh hey guys. What’s up?” You asked.

“We’re all pumped up to see your quirk! Those tricks you did during dinner last night had us all coming up with ideas on what it could be.” Mina squealed. “I guessed substance manipulation.”

“Telekinesis,” Kirishima said

“Weather powers,” Sero guessed

“Food control!” Kaminari answered. Oh what a piece of work that one is. Everyone looked at the fool with raised brows.

“Heh...guess not.” The goofy boy said with a scratch to his head. You all laughed and you looked towards Bakugou waiting for him to answer.

“Well..what’s your guess, Cutie?” You looked towards Bakugou as he just stared at you.

“Elements,” he said calmly. That shocked you. Who knew someone was gonna guess. Well, he was still wrong considering it wasn’t really a quirk but yeah.

“Just a guess. I’ll figure it out once I see you fight.” He added on.

“Oh yeah! Mr. Aizawa pairs us up based on skill level and experience! We’ll get to know more about how you fight based on your partner.” Mina said.

As the group continued talking, Mr. Aizawa finally came to speak up.

“Okay, listen up. I’m sure you’re all curious as to what L/N is able to do, so our first match we’ll be L/N vs. Todoroki.” Everyone had their jaws drop. Shoto Todoroki?!? He was one of the top students in the class in both intelligence and physical skill. He is an excellent fight with a powerful quirk. How the hell are you supposed to win. You only smirked and walked up to the fighting area. As you walked, a pair of red eyes followed you.

‘What the hell can this chick do?’ Bakugou thought to himself.

As you and Todoroki met in the middle facing each other with Mr. Aizawa in between you both, he spoke up.

“Okay, here are the rules......there are none. The match will begin when you hear the buzzer go off. You’ll hear 3 beeps then a ring, then you can spar. You can use your quirk at any level, do whatever you may please, do whatever it takes to win. The match stops when one of you falls off the square or is knocked out and unable to continue fighting. Understand?” He said while looking at both of you and speaking loud enough for everyone to hear. You both nodded your heads but Mr. Aizawa looked at you with a more stern stare.

“Do you understand, Y/N?” He asked once more. You nodded your head and waited for him to start the match. He walked off the field and went to sit with the class. They all stared in anticipation. Bakugou focused his eyes on you.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Ring!

At the first second, Todoroki used his left side to throw some fire your way. At the sight of the burning flames you only smirked and extended your hand. Everyone watched you do, what they thought was, nothing. They only saw you stand there.

“Y/N DO SOMETHING!” Bakugou screamed in fear of you getting hurt.

When the flames came close enough, you used your fire bending to move them around your body and attack Todoroki. The boy had a quick reaction and sent an ice wall towards you. Perfect. You ran to the ice coming your way and turned it into water, which you used to push back Todoroki, closer to the edge. You sent fire his way and he ran at you, dodging it and attempting to strike you. You flipped away from him. Everyone saw how acrobatic you were. When he came closer once more to punch you, you turned to you side and struck his right shoulder, paralyzing his arm.

Todoroki screamed in shock and pain as he realized he couldn’t feel his arm. He sent more fire to you, in which you used your air bending to put the flames out. You used your earth bending to lift the area that Todoroki was standing on into the air, as he flew through the air, you blasted fire from your feet to get up in the air and blasted him with a gust of wind that knocked him out the area of the square. When he fell to the ground, he hit the field instead of the square, meaning he lost. You fell closer to the concrete but used your fire to slow down before you could crash. Once you landed you looked around for Aizawa.

Beeeeeeeepppppp!!

“That’s the match. L/N wins.” You looked around and everyone still sat in shock. Nobody even clapped. They just looked so....impressed? Kaminari was in the middle of petting Rumor and when he stopped, Rumor noticed the match was over and saw you standing. He howled to cheer for you as everyone ran down to say something. As the crowd came up to you, you were hit with compliments.

As the class continued to hype you up, you saw how Bakugou still just stared at you. You walked over to him.

“Impressed?” You asked.

“......you’re good.” Bakugou still said in slight shock. You only laughed at his answer. You knew he thought more, but you weren’t gonna push him. Every one saw Todoroki get up and limp towards you.

“L/N....that was a great fight. You’re incredibly skilled.” He complimented.

“Thank you Todoroki. And please, I told you to call me Y/N.” You kindly said

“Right, of course...ah.” He hissed in pain. You felt bad for how hard you went on him.

“Here..let me just,” you took the moisture in the air and took water out of it. You used it to heal up Todoroki’s injuries and soothe his pain. “Feel better?”

“Very much, yes. Thank you.” He said.

“No problem, but your arm is a different story. I temporarily paralyzed it with my dim mak fighting style. It’ll take some minutes for it to come back fully.” You explained.

“Okay. That was really impressive. I had no idea there was a fighter like you.” He said once again.

“Whats dim mak?” Kirishima asked.

“It’s the fighting style I use. It’s attacks a person’s pressure points with quick and sharp jabs. It paralyzes a person or just a limb for a good hour depending on how hard I hit.” You replied.

“Pressure points?” Kaminari asked.

“They’re the parts in your body where you’re sensitive and can be detained when they’re hit. With that, it means I know the human body like the back of my hand. Thanks to that I’ve come up with a skill called Chi Blocking.” You explained.

“What’s that?” Mina asked.

“Something you’ll all find out about the next time Y/N fights. Until then, let’s have Todoroki get to recovery girl and let’s continue the matches.” Aizawa said. As everyone went to their seat and Aizawa called up Iida and Aoyama, Bakugou asked you a few questions.

“What the fuck was that?!” He asked.

“What?” You giggled.

“The fucking fire, and the wind, and you moved rocks and you turned his ice into water!!” He spasmed out.

“Uh huh...” you said with a smile and raised brow.

“A-and the flips! You flip and did a bunch of acrobatic tricks, and the jabs, the “dim mak,” it was- I was- it was-.......HUH” he exclaimed.

“Not like Bakugou to freak out over a fight like that. What happened to Mr. Cool Guy?” Denki said.

“You shut your mouth, Sparky!” Bakugou threatened. “Look, all I’m tryna ask is..how and when did you learn all of this? Your quirk is crazy OP, and your fighter skill is insane! Appreciate that bullshit cuz I don’t say shit like that often.”

You just laughed and sighed. You weren’t sure how to answer his question. “Umm,” you started “I don’t really know...I just-“ you were cut off by a mouse. Principle Nezu, you remembered him.

“Mr. Aizawa?” The peppy mouse asked.

“Yes?” Aizawa replied.

“May I speak with you? Concerning your new student and her transfers. There’s been a few complications with her paperwork that need to be solved.” He politely asked.

“Yes, I understand sir. Class, free day. Head back to your dorms but be sure to get in an hour and a half of training today. That’ll be all. Dismissed.” The pro said as he followed the principle. As students gathered to leave and head back to the dormitory, Bakugou stopped you.

“Hey, wait. You still gotta tell me how you learned all this, Princess.” He said.

“What’s there to say?” You awkwardly laughed out. “Uh..I discovered my...quirk.. while doing some work-“

“Work as a child?” Bakugou asked.

“Sorta. I discovered it there and then..I met someone who trained me how to fight like that.” You explained.

“Your parents must be really proud.” Bakugou slightly smiled.

“Umm..yeah, I bet they are.” You said kind of skiddish.

“I can imagine the look on their faces when they saw the pretty impressive quirk you got. My parents were pretty shocked too with mine.” He added on.

“Oh really? You can imagine their faces?” You laughed out nervously. ‘I sure can’t,’ you thought to yourself.

“I mean yeah. Parents usually....” you drowned him out. Parents...parents...parents...PARENTS. You snapped.

“Bakugou!” You said with tone. “I don’t have or know my parents....” you said as he stopped talking and dropped his jaw to the ground. Before he could say anything, you bit your lips, called Rumor to go, and left, leaving Bakugou in regret.

As you ran with slight tears in your eyes, you told Rumor to change into a giant wolf. He shifted and you hopped on him.

“Let’s go to the spot, Rumor.” You said as he took off.

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When Rumor arrived at ‘The Spot’ you settled. The spot was beautiful. Tall trees, beautiful plants, plenty of adorable creatures, and a gorgeous pond right in the middle of it all. You layed against a tree as Rumor placed you down so you could stop your tears and he transformed back into his wolf-dog form and cuddled up against you.

“No parents...” you said aloud. Although sad you never really got to experience or meet your parents or what it’s like to have them or a family, you were conflicted. Yes it was sad not having parents or a family, but you never had one so it’s hard to tell how you feel about the topic. As the thoughts ran through your mind, your eyes glowed a bright white and when you opened them, you weren’t at the spot anymore.

“Hello....?” You said as you looked around. “Helloooo...?? Anyone there?”

“Welcome back to the spirit world, Y/N.” When you turned to your side, you were in awe.

“Avatar Korra!” You bowed to show respect but then went to hug your spiritual mentor. She embraced you with wide arms. She’s always been the friendly, open, optimistic type. “What am I doing here, Korra?”

“Why do you think you’re here, Y/N?” She said with a sly smile and hands on her hips, but beaming eyes.

“My parents?” You questioned but she only shook her head.

“Your path.” Korra stated.

“My path?” You asked.

“Yes. Or more so, the path you choose.” She corrected.

“I don’t understand.” You said.

As Korra continued to smile at you, you both stood still as the world shifted. You looked around and saw the LOV hideout.

“The league? I don’t understand, what does my path have to do with them?” You questioned, but before she said anything, the world shifted once more and you were infront of UA’s building.

“The school?....Oh, this isn’t some typa light and dark thing, is it?” You asked Korra.

“It is.” She replied back.

“Ugghhhh, we’ve been through this. I’m a bad person. I could never fit in with those goodie two shoes! I’m a member of the league of villains! Not heroes. My path is the darkness.” You stated.

“Is it? You weren’t born into darkness.” Korra said.

“What?....”

“Y/N, you’re not a bad person. Your a villain because of survival. That’s the life that you know. That’s the life that you were kidnapped into.” Korra began.

“Yeah but-“

“But nothing. You know in your heart you would much rather be a hero than some low life villain!” Korra exclaimed.

“No I couldn’t. They’re too good. I could never be that great. Hell, I’m on a plan to take down UA right now!” You said.

“And are you doing that because you want to? Or is it because you think the league is gonna torture you any less if you succeed......you don’t wanna take down the heroes. You wanna be like them.”

“I don’t.”

“You do.”

“I can’t!”

“But you can. You can be all these amazing things, but you’re just on the wrong path with the wrong people. All you have to do is make the choice to leave them. You want to be good, Y/N. It’s in your nature. You’re the avatar after all. It’s your destiny to bring peace to the world.”

Once Korra had said that, a flash came and you were back in the spot. You gasped as you returned and shook your head. You saw it had gotten dark now and figured it was best if you headed back. You woke up Rumor and asked him to become a giant wolf again. He shifted and brought you back to UA. Along the walk, you couldn’t help but think back to what Korra said.

“My path......light or dark...” you looked down at your palms and squeezed them shut in frustration. You huffed and looked ahead, and saw you arrived at the front of the dorms. Standing there, waiting for you, Mr. Aizawa.

“Welcome back.” He said to you.

“Hi...” you blankly said as you attempted to get past him. However, he stopped you from going in.

“Not so fast, we need to speak first before anything else.” He stated

“What about? Because I’ve had a really long and kinda frustrating day, and I don’t need some bullshit to fuck it up even more. I mean, I’m so aggravated that I-“ a piece of paper dangling in your face shut you up.

“What are those?” You asked the hero.

“Adoption papers. I’m now your legal guardian.” Aizawa stated.

“.........HUHHHHH?!?!???” There was no way this was happening. It couldn’t be. You??? Adopted??? By a pro hero??? One that you almost killed???

“Okay, I’m sorry but I don’t need a guardian. I’ve been by myself, on my own, the second I was born. No family raised me, no motherly figure, no nothing. It’s just been me, the spirits, and the villain who took care of me till I was, what, 5? And then kicked me out and left me stranded. I’ve been surviving on my own for over a decade, I don’t need you to look out for me.” You exclaimed.

“Yeah, don’t worry. I won’t be an annoying parent, I’m just your legal guardian. You’re still underage, meaning you’ll need permission for certain things to continue to move forward.” He explained to you. You thought about it, and damn it, he was right. If you wanted to go about this whole thing the legal way, you’d need this.

“.....Fine. Just don’t tell me what to do dAD,” you sarcastically said.

“I’m your guardian and teacher now, I can tell you whatever I want, brat. Now get inside, you’re past curfew.” He said but you only squinted your eyes at him in disbelief. Did he really give you a curfew?

“Student curfew. You live in the dorms, all students have to be in this building by 10:30,” he explained. You just scoffed and went inside with Rumor.

“Guess I have a dad now, Rumor.” You sighed. You never had a father before. It warmed your heart a little, but then you remembered he wasn’t really your dad. Just a guardian. As you walked into the common area, you saw the lights were out. The students must’ve been in their dorms. You walked to the kitchen to grab a snack before heading to bed but you saw Bakugou sitting there with a water bottle in hand. He seemed kinda bummed out. You cleared your voice to get his attention and when he looked up at you, you told Rumor to head to the room.

“Y-Y/N! Hey!..” he said to you.

“Heh..hi Bakugou...Umm..I’m sorry about the whole..running away thing. I just needed to clear my head a little.” You said as you took the seat next to him.

“No, don’t apologize. I’m.....i-.....I’m sorry for pushing you about the whole parent thing. I didn’t know.” He apologized. You only shook your head and stared at your hands before speaking up.

“It’s fine. How could you know? After all, I’ve only been here for 2 days. Besides, you didn’t really upset me, it’s just..I feel kinda outta place when the parent topic comes up. Guess I just freaked out,” you saw the look on his face. Disappointment. Is he that upset that hurt you? Or at least thought he did? “B-but don’t worry! I’m fine! For real! I’ve been parent-less for almost my entire life so it doesn’t sting like that. Hehe..wow Umm. Depressing. You know I feel like I’m rambling, am I rambling? Should I stop? I think I should shut up, or maybe I’m just gonna go now that I-“ Bakugou placed his hand on yours which shut you up real quick. You looked up at his face as he stared into your eyes.

“You can talk to me about it you know. It’s clear you wanna get some things off your chest and I’m really interested in you.” You raised your brow at that last sentence. He realized what he said and quickly tried to correct himself.

“I mean- uh- not like that, or um it could be like that! It could be, if you’re cool with that. But it’s not, or maybe, i don’t know, it’s not it’s, I was, it was, I- yeah I’m gonna stop talking now.” He cleared his throat at the end of that, settling down. You giggled and reassured him.

“No, no it’s fine. I really don’t mind. Umm, what do you wanna know. I’m fine with sharing anything.” You said.

“Okay, let’s just continue with this parent topic then....how were you raised?” He asked. This scared you. You had to be real careful with your choice of words or else your cover would be blown.

“Okay, let’s see. I was born in a place-“

“Oh really?” He teased.

“Shuddup,” you laughed and playfully hit his shoulder.

“And that place was..very private. Very unknown, but my parents Umm, i don’t really know what happened to them. The earliest thing I can remember is that..someone found me and told me my parents were gone, they weren’t my real family, they just took me in because they couldn’t let a baby die, and raised me till I was 5.” You said.

“And then?” He asked.

“You sure? It just goes down hill from here.” You warned. But he only nodded and asked for you to continue. You looked at your hands in your lap before continuing.

“I was kicked out. Left on the streets. I slept on park benches, in alleyway tunnels, on rooftops of buildings. I pawned for food and..” you didn’t know if you should admit the next part. But Bakugou held onto your hand and asked for more.

“And then?” He questioned.

“.....I did what I had to do to survive. I committed crimes, but I had to live. I was just a child and didn’t know what to do. If you look at me any different for what I did though, I won’t judge you.” You said. He squeezed your hand almost as if he was telling you he understood. He nodded and pleaded for more.

“After 2 years on the streets, a cult found me. An evil and dark cult. They used their quirks to torture people they kidnapped and made them slaves to create weapons. They kept us in cells and chains, working 24/7. It was there that I learned of my abilities. I found out I could control the 4 elements and their sub-elements. There, I also met a master. He was old and couldn’t fight anymore, but he saw the potential in me and taught me dim mak in the shadows. After a year of being enslaved there and secretly training, these people (the LOV) came in and killed the cult members and stole some of their weapons and destroyed the rest. Once I saw them taking down those horrible people, I used my abilities and they saw. I guess I impressed them and they recruited me to join their little family. I’ve been with them ever since. But then I met Mr. Aizawa and he asked me to join UA. Since the group I joined wasn’t really family, I didn’t need their permission. They were more like friends and they were even the ones who pushed me to come here.” You finished up your little story and saw Bakugou looked at you with worry in his eyes.

“And now I’m here! Sitting in a dim kitchen at UA with a cute boy at 11:00 p.m.” you said trying to cheer up the mood. “Bakugou...”

“You’re not..affected? By everything you’ve been through?”

“You don’t have to feel bad!”

“But I do! You’re here! You’re not...”

“Dead?” You teased.

“Basically!” You laughed at that.

“Y/N, I’m serious!” Bakugou tried to say.

“And so am I! You don’t have to be upset. I value everything I went through, all the good and bad.” You explained.

“Why?” He asked.

“Because it made me the kickass baddie that I am today!” You said flipping your hair and laughing. “Seriously though! Everything I went through made me who I am. It’s made me stronger, more independent. It lets me know I can handle myself. So I’m good, you don’t have to worry.” You said grabbing onto his hand again and reassuring him. He used his thumb to rub at your hand and enjoy the feeling.

“You are...probably the strongest person I’ve ever met.” He said calmly with a small SMALL smile on his face as he looked at you.

“I’ll also bet that I’m also the only “criminal” that you look like you wanna kiss.” You playfully said.

“Maybe I do...” he said with a smirk and soft voice as he leaned in closer.

“And maybe I’ll let you..” you said as you leaned in. As you two got closer and closer, your eyes filled with daze and the world around you two fell apart. It was just you and him in that moment. Until it was ruined. Just as your lips were about to touch, Mr. Aizawa came in.

“Hey!” He shouted

“GAH!” You both screamed and jumped away from each other with a blush adoring both your faces. Aizawa walked up to both of you, shoving the adoption papers in bakugou’s face.

“No smooching with my newly adopted daughter!” He said with a stern voice.

“I’m not your daughter! You’re just my guardian and it only happened like a few hours ago!” You stated.

“You can’t tell me who I can and can’t kiss, old man.” Bakugou said.

“Listen you little punk! I outta...” then Bakugou and your teacher were now going at it, yelling over each other and saying whatever, completely leaving you outta the conversation. You let out a little gust of wind to shut them up and get their attention.

“Okay, it’s late, tomorrow is Saturday, so you two won’t have to see each other, MAYBE, for 2 days. Can we just let this whole thing cool over?” You asked.

“We can, I’m just annoyed at the fact that this dynamite stick was gonna steal my daughter away from me!” Aizawa complained.

“I wasn’t stealing her, I was-“

“STOLEEEEEEE” Aizawa corrected and Bakugou just sucked his teeth and looked around.

“Whatever, can we just let it go?” You asked again. They nodded and you all went your separate way. Except for the fact that once Aizawa was outta sight, Bakugou went running right back to you and walked you to your dorm.

“Sooo..about that kiss.” Bakugou said. You just giggled and opened the door to your room.

“Goodnight, Bakugou,” you said but as you were about to walk in, he said something else.

“Katsuki.”

“Huh?” You said looking back at him.

“Katsuki. It’s my name. You can call me Katsuki.” He explained.

“Wow, trust me that much?” You teased.

“You trusted me enough to open up, this is the least I could do.” He said. You smiled and corrected yourself.

“Okay then...goodnight, Katsuki.” You said smiling. He pulled you in by your waists and held you close as he placed a soft kiss to your cheek.

“Goodnight, Princess.” He said and walked off.

A/N: Ok Cubs! That was the second part and in here we got to see the spirit world! We’re intorduced to Avatar Korra and we’ve discovered Y/N is the present avatar! How do we feel about this? Good? Bad? Let me know!!! I hope your enjoying the story so far. I know it’s kinda weird and all outta disorder but this is my personal day dream that I wanna bring to life that I’m hoping some of you enjoy. It’s just a jumble of avatar elements with a BNHA/MHA base. Please be patient with me! I know this is a Bakugou x Reader fic but it is also a story. It’s gonna grow and build and once we establish the basics, more Bakugou x Reader issues will show up along the way! I hope you’ve liked it so far! See you next time! 💗🧸

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kissingchoso · 2 years

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hnnng thinking about being in a fwb relationship with izuku but this scenario is soft bc izu is drunk and he misses you <3

THIS WASNT SUPPOSED TO BE THIS LONG ONFG I WANNA WRITW A FIC FOR THIS SHIT WHAT THE HELL. i’m literally crying gn

thinking about how much he misses you because you’re both so busy with work and the one night he’s free to go clubbing with his friends, you’re trapped at work for an extra amount of time but you wish him that he has fun regardless! you didn’t expect him to drunk text you about how much he really wishes you were there with him and how badly he wants to dance with you </3

you really didn’t expect to see a call from kirishima around one a.m with the sound of a sniffly izu in the back. he’s asking if it’s okay that he drops izu at your apartment for the night because he keeps asking for you and he is flat out refusing to go home. there’s no time for you to process the request until the receiver picks up the sounds of midoriya in the back chanting your name in between sobs. you agree, partly because you’re feeling bad that kirishima has to deal with this right now but also because you just want to see what the fuss is all about.

kirishima gets there within fifteen minutes, supporting his drunk friend on his shoulder. he gives you an apologetic look when you open the door, steadying izu as he steps forward to your space, gasping your name with happiness. izuku engulfs you in a hug and you bite back the gag that threatens to crawl up your throat because he just drank that much. eijirou asks if you’ll need help getting him settled for the night but he’s already done so much tonight for izu, you send him off with a wave and a thankful smile over midoriya’s shoulder. the red head closes the door with a relieved expression to give you some privacy.

“zu?” you mumble into the drunkard’s ear, feeling his incredible body weight lean on you more and more with each passing minute you’re standing like this. the man only hums from your shoulder, squeezing you tighter to him. “let’s get you to bed, yeah? we can cuddle and everything, just gotta work with me a lil bit.”

it’s a process getting him into bed. he doubles over to hack on your tile (thankfully he missed the carpet by four or so inches) and is apologizing to profusely that the tears start coming again. he hiccups saying that he can fix it and he just needs a few minutes to clean up but you usher him to your room despite it all.

he lets you undress him down to his boxers and crawl into his side of the bed. blinks a couple of times to fight off the sleep just to watch you get him comfortable for the night. you plug in his phone using an extra charger, tuck him into the bed and even ran to another part of your apartment just to grab a bucket and leave it on his side. your sweetness even extended to the gentle pecks you left all scattered throughout his face once you noticed how hard he was fighting. “gotta sleep now, zuzu. we’ll talk more in the morning.” and he does what he’s told, sliding under with a lopsided smile on his face.

the next morning, he doesn’t remember half of the shit that happened last night. doesn’t recall how he ended up in your bed of all places. doesn’t think how much trouble he must be with you for interrupting your night. but when he turns his head to the side and finds you aimlessly scrolling through tik tok on your phone, a soft smile on your face from the video you were just watching, all of his worries slip away for a moment. all because he’s here with you, yeah, your relationship is primarily centered around scratching that itch for the other, but he cannot cast aside the subtle increase in his pulse the more he looks or thinks about you. you’re addicting in your own right and izu knows he needs to put a brake pedal to all his feelings at the expense of the timing not being there. he knows this. but that doesn’t stop him from reaching out for you, grumpily pulling you towards him with what little strength he has left from the night. he wants to kiss you told more and as his way of saying thank you for but decides to spare you with his morning breath. instead, you throw a leg over his fall into the warmth his body gives you.

the reality of last night can wait, is what he tells himself as the scent of your body wash fills his nostrils and he’s dozing back off.

#cw// vomit #🖤. izuku #🖤. izuku x reader #izuku scenarios #izuku x reader #izuku midoria x reader #izuku imagine

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anaiswriterr · 3 years

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last christmas

Pairing: Todoroki x Reader

Rating: T

Last Christmas by Wham!

↷ SYNOPSIS: Five fucking years of a relationship down the drain when Shoto decided to call it quits, leaving you colder than the ice he produced. Last Christmas left you underneath the mistletoe with a bottle of eggnog staring off into space as others partied with their significant others for Christmas. But what happens when next Christmas you no longer are as cold as ice and is under the arm of another pro hero? Can Shoto get you back?

- mha december special part three -

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It’s the silence between the two of you that tells you, it’s truly over.

The relationship has finally crumbled into nothing but empty promises, and lost memories that’ll never be saved.

“So that’s it, five years and we’re done?” You mumble, biting back your bottom lip stopping it from quivering. His response is just a simple nod, his hands pressed hard into the back pockets of his jeans. You search his eyes, for something that tells you to fight back. But his mumbled, “I’m sorry.” Is all it takes for you to flush down the speech you have mentally prepared and wave the white flag in defeat. You shrug, looking back into the hallways where the agency holiday party took place. Could this really not wait at home?

“Is there anything I could do to change your mind, Sho?”

You blink back away the tears that desperately want to fall, refusing to cry in front of your coworkers, the corner the both of you were in grew hot. Your sweater feels tight around your neck, you watch as Shoto shrugs his shoulders. “This wasn’t supposed to happen.. but work is getting dangerous. We have different perspectives of life-“

“You think I didn’t know I was dating a hero?” You seethe taking small sips of your beverage, eyeing his apologetic figure, bullshit, his hands stuffed deep into his back pockets and his duo colored hair frame his face. You want to scream and shout out him, but arguing at a Christmas party was something you didn’t find much interest in right about now. It wouldn’t fix anything - it would only cause a scene. You shrug, “Fine, if that’s what you want. I’ll stay the night at Uraraka and Deku’s, I’ll be back for my stuff in the morning.” Taking in a heavy sip of alcohol from your red solo cup, watching Shoto nod.

“I’m really sorry-“

“Don’t.” You place your hand on his chest, stopping his movement from moving towards you. You didn’t want a hug or kiss goodbye, “I’m gonna go enjoy the rest of my night, you, can go home and pack my bags.” You pat his chest looking up from your teary eyelashes that clumped together. It just had to be this night, of all places, of all times.

Getting dumped the day before Christmas sure was a way to enter the New Year. Well, you shrug, downing the last of your alcoholic beverage in search for the brunette. “There’s a first for everything.”

And well... you guess this would be the story of how you got your heartbroken on Christmas Eve.

***

Last Christmas, you were left colder than ice. Your five year relationship frozen in time as you searched for apartments near the area. Close enough to work and far away from Shoto - he offered to stay at a hotel, even to leave himself. But you didn’t want anything from him, you wanted no lingering scents of the duel quirk user.

Who even breaks up with someone the night before Christmas!?

Irritated with life you settled down in a small cute apartment, washing your clothes to fade his warm scent of cinnamon mixed with the cool base of mint, mixing detergent and softener to mask his presence. Adopted a rescue dog to make the apartment seem more livelier - despite the scattered tissues and running mascara you were fine.

Just fine.

You look around your bedroom, snuggling beside your dog, Pebbles, sighing in irritation and wiping away the eye boogers that sat on the inner corners of your eyelids. Tapping your face awake and staring at the empty bottle of wine beside you resting on your nightstand. “I’m just... fine.”

Crying.

Sadness. Completely normal emotions and feelings to stumble upon after a break up - considering the two of you have been together for quiet sometime it took you awhile to get used to sleeping alone. Although, Pebbles did accompany you into bed to spare warmth it still hurt reaching out to nothing but either fur or air. Repeating the same routine everyday for months, avoiding all hero news, and simply just grabbing your favorite cup of coffee and heading off to work.

A cycle that grew all too quite robotic quickly.

That is, until you met Samonri Kayeta.

A senior executive advisor for the technical company you worked for to help support heroes. You had bumped into him in the break room while your poured yourself another cup of coffee. His presence startling you and causing you to spill your Styrofoam cup onto your hand and all over the marble corner tops.

Apologizing profusely for the scare he handed you a paper towel immediately, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” Kayeta apologized, pulling your hand forward dabbing away at the burn and gently ushering you to the sink. Running your palm under the cold water, he treats the burn.

This moment was only the beginning of the romantic relationship the both of you jumped into after only two months of dating. His apologies still remained when you bring up the first time the both of you met one another. Laughing his worries away.

Samonri wasn’t a hero.

In fact, he was actually born quirkless just like you.

And you were thankful for that fact, the hero life was just no longer a thing you planned to engage in. Seeing as your prior hero relationship didn’t end so well. Samonri wasn’t ever in the face of danger, he had no reason to protect you. So therefore excuses of a plausible breakup if things got bad never worried you. Between the both of you - nothing ever truly went bad. Of course couples argue, but the two of you never truly thought about breaking up.

And suddenly your cold heart, once frozen in time, thawed out from the warmth you found in another man.

***

Next Christmas, came faster then any other. An invitation to celebrate the engagement of both Izuku and Ochako to one another was received. The velvet invitation in your hand felt smooth as you handed it to Samonri - a small smile pulls at the corner of his lips, he nods. “Yeah, let’s go.” He urged.

It was a night event, semi formal and semi casual.

You held hands dearly with Samonri as you entered the hall, when a pair of eyes trail your frame. You can feel his heat from all the way across the hall, his freezing temperatures dueling with his molting heat. Todoroki, the new number three hero is staring daggers into the brown haired mans back. Your eyes meet his duel colored ones, it’s been months since you’ve stared back into those eyes.

“Are you okay, darling?”

You turn to face Samonri, ignoring the eyes on your back. His grip on your hand tightens lovingly, “Y-Yeah, of course.” You say breathlessly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, you haven’t spoken to Todoroki since the day you finally moved out - were the two of you even on first name basis? He stood in a corner besides Ilda and Momo, he looks different. Much more serious, a lot more bruises and scars. You weren’t there to treat his wounds no more, but you were thankful, you never had to go frantically search for the first aid kit every other night - not anymore at least. You walk over to Izuku, who is standing with Bakugou and Kirishima near the bar toasting to the engagement.

You greet them normally, congratulating the two.

Your shoulders ease when the boring eyes finally peel off your back sending cool goosebumps up your skin ending at the base of your neck. Samonri is already long gone, lounging with Denki and Sero at the bar sipping on a couple drinks with his dress coat resting behind him. Meanwhile you found yourself wandering towards to the group of girls who celebrated in delight.

Uraraka’s smile growing larger with each passing second.

Your feet hurt from all the walking and dancing, laughing as Samonri twirled you one last time. “You think we should head back home? It’s getting late,” He says running his fingers through his dark wavy hair, pulling at his roots.

“Wanna wait in the car for a while, I’m just going to say good bye to everybody.”

He nods, pressing a chaste kiss onto your forehead before digging into his jean pocket and pulling out his car keys; “I’ll wait for you.” His hand moves away from the small of your back as you watch him leave through the front door of the venue and into the hall where the elevator was.

“I should probably leave, Samonri and I have work in the morning; I love you both! Congratulations!” You hug the happy couple, walking off to bid goodbye to the others. Leaving the venue and into the elevator, you press the down button. Awaiting for the elevator to arrive to your level you didn’t even realize the sound of the party room door opening and slamming shut. The small ding pulls you out of your thoughts, the sliding doors open and you step in, pressing the first floor button watching as the doors close.

“Wait- Y/N!”

The elevator door opens wide as Todoroki squeezes himself in, he leans down to catch his breath. With your hand over you hand from the startle you blink in surprise. You cross your arms over your chest, turning your head away. “What do you want, Todoroki.”

“Y-you... didn’t say... hello..”

“You ran all this way - because I didn’t say hello?”

The door closes shut, and the elevator begins to descend down the floors. Changing numbers from six to three, Shoto reaches out for the emergency stop button. Pressing hard against its flat red surface, a small buzz goes off. Ringing in your ears you nearly had enough, “Todoroki! What are you doing?”

Your back is slammed into the wall, two arms charge in your body like a flightless bird. His hair is disheveled and his eyes are teary, you’ve never seen him in such distress. Your body presses hard onto the cold flat surface behind you and his warm breath reddens your neck. He is mumbling to himself, quietly, you barley catch a glimpse of it. “Todoroki..” he says. Your heart is pounding, drumming away at your rib cage it’s been months since you’ve seen him up and close. “That’s not my name..” he sighs, you arch a brow questioning his out of character behavior. “What are you saying-“

“It’s not my name.. you call me Shoto.. Sho-“

“That was then.”

“So it just means nothing to you?”

“You left me.”

It goes silent. His eyes search into yours, reaching out to the woman he remembers. You grow irritated. Annoyed by the situation wishing the elevator door would’ve just closed a little quicker, he left you. Not the other way around, “Remember, Shoto, you left me the day before Christmas.. what do you want from me?” The words finally set in, he looks up at you. Confused and enraged you push him away, “Don’t you remember? And you ran all this way for a hello?! What kinda bullshit- how stupid do you think I am!?” You argue, walking towards the buttons.

“What do you want from me, mister pro hero.”

He sighs, blocking your way from the buttons, stopping you in your tracks. “Does he make you happy?”

You blow a raspberry at him, “Yes, of course he does- now if you’ll excuse me he’s waiting for me in the parking lot-“

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you.” He huffs, pushing your hand away from the buttons. You squint your eyes in annoyance, “Oh please you’ve had plenty of times to talk to me, a simple hello or how are you would’ve been nice.” You lean back to cross your arms over your chest ignoring his longing gaze.

“Please,” he whispers, staring down onto the ground.

You sigh once more in defeat know he wouldn’t move, he was like that. He was serious about this, and when he’s serious there was no way he’d back down from it. Tilting your head, you allow him to get in his last words.

“I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“Don’t you think that’s a little too late?”

“Everything I did was always too late.. when I said I loved you, when I asked you out after two years of being friends - god I should’ve asked the moment I met you; or when I left you because I couldn’t handle the fact somebody, no, someone like you could ever love me the way you did. It was so much.”

He pushes away from the buttons and walks towards you slowly, backing you up into the wall. Your chest grows heavy at his words peering into his eyes that were hooded by his bangs.

“I don’t know why I’m here.. but I just couldn’t let you go without tell you, I’m sorry.. I love you.. and to please just come home.”

Home..

The apartment you and Shoto bought right after the two of you graduated High School; he was already interning to become a hero and you were just starting college. With only one flower pot to decorate, three picture frames and mattress. The two of you ate dinner on top of the kitchen counter laughing at the most idiotic things you could come up with. The one you spent five years in, cleaning his wounds, holding him after the hard days, settling him in warm baths to ease his tense muscles.

Home was the place the two of you discussed about a family.

Until last Christmas.. when he left you.

He presses the button on last time, allowing the elevator to continue its transit to the first floor. Look up to face you, you can finally see him clearly. His eyes, his face you once stared into lovingly.

You still loved him.

The elevator dings, opening up its metal doors yet you stand still for a while. He’s whispering, begging for you to stay, to not leave.

But the past can not effect your decision that Shoto Todoroki..

“I’m sorry, Todoroki. I wish you well.” You step out, clutching hard onto your purse. Refusing to look back at his defeated body, his expression would merely kill you. Leaving the venue in a hurry searching for Samonri.

His car is parked just around the corner, his tall frame smiles at you with his arms crossed leaning on the trunk; he waves you over. You speed walk towards him, “Hey babe,” he places a small kiss onto your forehead tenderly, noticing your face of sadness he cups your cheeks, “What’s wrong?”

was indeed your past.

You shake your head of the thoughts of the pro hero you once cleaned up in the dead of nights away; focusing on your now. His gentle features, his intentions clear as day. For so long you choked on smoke and ice.. smiling at him.

Goodbye, Sho..

“Nothing.. lets go home.”

TAGLIST: @meep-meep @hikaru-mikazuki @jabkie @simpingovereveryanimeguy @theycallmemrsbarnes @bittersweetbooke @meri-soni-meri-tamanna @myheroesaretired @fandomtrashbitch @chocbaleine

Authors note: Who said this would be a cute fluff fic? I did, which obviously didn’t work out. Why? Because it just wasn’t realistic and wouldn’t make sense to just magically make the reader forgive him and leave someone who is perfectly capable of being with the reader seeing as he helped pick up the broken pieces left behind. Anyways. Honestly. I’m fucking tired, I’m sorry it took so long to get this out. Should of been out like a week ago, but so much has happened and I’ve been just all over the place, I have Winter blues and it’s hard to get through this. I just got a job too, it feels like I have no right to feel this way. People have it so much worse, but everyday I just really hate it here. I got all A’s, amazing friends and it’s like fuck people don’t even have what I have so it feels wrong for me to feel this way. But ig it is what it is. Sorry guys, updates soon.

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pink-imagines · 4 years

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bad day

request: Hi. I'm going through a rough patch rn (someone I thought of as a best friend stabbed me in the back) and it's really hard. I was wondering how Bakugou, Kirishima, and Twice (if you write for him) would react to their normally perky s.o. suddenly being to upset to even get out of bed. Thank you so much.

a/n: i hope this helps a little bit. loosing friends is hard but you can’t do anything to stop it. i hope you feel better soon, i’ll post the ones with kirishima and twice soon!

warnings: crying and slight angst, otherwise very fluffy

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Katsuki Bakugo

It had been a while since the two of you had started dating, you had actually just moved in together. Though you had taken your relationship pretty far you hadn’t really cried in front of him, or exposed any negative emotions to him. Sure, you’d fought like any other couple but it was always easily solved and no tears had to be shed.

Today, however, was unlike any other day - in the sense that you weren’t your usual happy self. You were always the moodsetter in a group, the happy one who always made others laugh. Maybe that’s why everyone was kind of confused by Katsuki and your relationship, as you seemed like two opposites on the outside. Either way, today you didn’t feel like you usually presented yourself and you were way too tired to even try to pretend like you’re happy - which was often what happened on your bad days.

When you woke up that morning Katsuki was already out of bed, and most likely already at the agency. You reached for your phone and called into your work, explaining that you were feeling sick and that you couldn’t come in for the day. It wasn’t a complete lie as you weren’t feeling well, but it’s not like you were physically sick. When you put back your phone on your bedside table you immeditately crawled back under the covers and curled up in a little ball. You didn’t want to get up. You didn’t even have the energy to move at all.

Eventually you had to go to the bathroom, even if you really didn’t want to get out of bed. You forced yourself out of the comfortable covers and walked over to the bathroom, on the way you walked past a clock and you noted that it was in fact already noon. More exact, it was already 5 pm and you had slept through the entire day. Grumpily, you made your way to the bathroom and did your business rather quickly. When you were washing your hands you looked up at the mirror, seeing someone who you couldn’t actually recognize. You touched your cheek and then let your hand run through your very tangled hair. With a sigh you looked away from your reflection and went back to the bedroom. You looked through Katsuki’s closet and took out a hoodie of his. All you wanted right now was for him to come home and hug you tightly, but for now one of his hoodies would have to do.

Over the past few hours you phone had been blow up with messages, from social media, to text, to emails. You felt a sense of overwhelming stress by just looking at your phone. You hadn’t showered, hadn’t eaten, and you hadn’t done any work what so ever. To say the least, you felt absolutely useless and shitty. There were no messages from Katsuki, meaning that he was probably out for a shift at the moment and would be home late. With dreaded steps you walked over to the bed and crawled back under the covers.

After a while your neighbors, living above you, started watching TV. This wasn’t usually a problem but, with all the stress building up around you, the noise was becoming unbearable. You felt the tears brimming up in your eyes and you choked out a sob. All you wanted was a hug... would he even want to hug you now that you were such a total mess? You were always so happy, what if this wasn’t what he had “signed up for”? It didn’t matter, he wouldn’t be home until you were supposed to be asleep and so you let your sobs sound through the room.

You couldn’t hear Katsuki putting the key in the keyhole and opening the door. You couldn’t hear him kicking off his shoes and hanging up his jacket. You definitely didn’t hear him walk into the bedroom... but you did hear him call out to you. “Baby? You okay?”, he asked and your whimpered immediately quieted down. He sat down on the bed, making it tilt slightly, and he put his hand softly on your shoulder. You wouldn’t answer him. “I gotta take a shower, okay? Come out to the kitchen if you feel like it and I’ll make you some food.”, he said and got up. You heard him take clean clothes out of his wardrobe and take them to the bathroom. Hearing him leave made your heart ache but you hadn’t exactly done anything to make him stay.

Eventually you heard the water running in the other room and you sat up in bed. You dried away your tears with the cuffs on Katsuki’s hoodie. For a while you sat there and stared out the window through the small gap in the curtains, as you hadn’t bothered with opening them today. You listened to the shower running... and then it turning off... and then Katsuki walking around the bathroom, only to later walk into the kitchen.

After a while of listening to him making something in the kitchen you decided to get out of bed. Suddenly you remembered that you hadn’t eaten all day and you got extremely hungry. Katsuki was standing in his sweatpants and hoodie, what he usually wore at home, but he couldn’t look more handsome in your eyes. His hair was ruffled around and still damp from the shower. Normally you’d never do this, but you didn’t care tonight and you wrapped your arms around him from behind. You felt him stiffen before relaxing under your touch as he kept stirring around things on the stove. “Have you eaten at all today?”, he was way more quiet than usual. You shook your head and let out a sound that was supposed to resemble a “no”. He let out a sigh and turned off the stove, turning around to look at you. “Did you go to bed early?”, he asked. “... no.”, you managed to croak out and you didn’t dare look him in the eye. “... you were in bed all day?”, he asked again and you nodded in response. He sucked in a sharp breath and you were ready for the weird comments or the negative statements... but they never came. Instead Katsuki wrapped his arms around you and pressed your head against his chest. You could hear his heart racing, and even though the sound was calming you couldn’t help but to shed a few tears of relief that you were finally in his arms. “Had a bad day, huh?”, he said softly and you nodded, “It’s okay... let’s get you some food and then I’ll tuck you in.” “... I have to shower...”, you whispered hoarsly. “Then I’ll get the bath ready while you eat, okay?”, he never spoke this softly to you, “I’ll try to see if I could get off work earlier tomorrow too.” “... thank you, Katsuki...”, you muttered against his chest. Before he could say anything else, your grumbling stomach interrupted him. “Food’s ready. Sit down, would you?”, he motioned for you to sit down by the dinner table.

Once you had eaten dinner Katsuki came back from the bathroom saying that your bath was ready. You walked in there, got undressed and got into the perfectly warm bath. It felt like the bubbles around you were embracing you, as if you were on a cloud in the sky. You tilted your head back and relaxed your tensed up shoulders.

After a while the door to the bathroom opened once again and Katsuki stepped inside. He usually took his time with eating, as it was one of the times he could relax and just be with you. However, this time he had been very quick to be back to you - you hadn’t even started washing your hair. Katsuki grabbed the showerhead and tilted your head back slightly, so that he could rinse your hair off with warm water. “Is it too hot?”, he asked. “No... it’s perfect.”, you mumbled. He hummed in response and kept washing your hair as you closed your eyes in immense pleasure. It was like going to the hairsalon, except ten times better since you were in the comfort of your own home and you were with Katsuki. “Give me the shampoo bottle.”, he said suddenly. “Oh but I can-” Katsuki simply hushed you and motioned for the shampoo bottle. You reached for it and gave it to him, letting him put the shampoo in your hair and massage your scalp. You let out a pleased hum at his motions. “You don’t have to do this for me, you know?”, you muttered out to him. “You’ve had a bad day, let me pamper you.”, he huffed, “It’s not like I’ll do this for you all the time, alright?” You chuckled at his flusteredness over something as simple at this. There was a clear image of his red face in your head, making you smile a bit brighter. “This made my day a lot better... thank you.”, you told him softly. “Don’t worry about it.”, he breathed out, “Next time text me or something, I don’t want to come home to you hurting without me even knowing about it.” “I didn’t think you’d react like this to it...”, you shrugged, “... sorry.” “You don’t have to apologies.”, he shook his head slightly, “Just let me know next time, okay? I’ll try helping you.” “Okay.”, you nodded.

Once you were out of the bath Katsuki gave you a new set of sleepwear and you followed him to the bedroom after brushing your teeth.Like he said he would, Katsuki tucked you in and then crawled under the sheets himself. He pulled you close to his chest, where you snuggled up. “Goodnight, baby.”, he whispered. “Goodnight...”

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oikawaplssteponme · 3 years

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PART 10 | previously: part 9 | masterlist

pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x fem! reader

ratings/warnings: swearing, ✨SPICY CONTENT✨ (16+ is probably best) (reminder that characters are aged up)

synopsis: When UA’s hot heads, Katsuki Bakugou and you, are forced to put your hatred for each other aside and plan the third year Prom, things end up getting a little heated...

a/n: hi hi!! ahhh the moment we’ve all been waiting for (or i have been at least☺️) this part is pretty long oops but honestly worth it ahah✨ thank you again for all the love on this, it means a lot 💕 enjoy xx

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ten: say it

The day had come. It was the night before Prom. These agonizing months of planning would soon be over. All your hard work would be on display for your entire grade to see. But what seemed to be stressing you out the most was that you and Bakugou wouldn’t have an excuse to spend time together, or even talk. Odds were that the second the dance is over, you and Bakugou would go back to enemies, or worse, strangers. That thought didn’t sit well with you. After all, you now had such strong feelings for Bakugou. The last thing you wanted was for him to ignore you. Though you felt that was what probably would happen.

“Aren’t you all just so excited for tomorrow?” squealed Mina.

“Not like you haven't asked us the same question a hundred times,” groaned Denki. Mina huffed.

“Well excuse me for being excited for our first Prom.”

“And last gladly,” you added. Your friends looked at you.

“Damn Y/N you could at least pretend to be excited,” joked Kirishima. You laughed nervously.

“Ah sorry. I’ve never been one to like dances,” you admitted.

“Come on, everyone likes dances,” insisted Uraraka. You shook your head.

“I don’t. They are too loud, too crowded, too many idiots who think they can dance when they really can’t.”

“I don’t think anything could be much louder than your quirk Y/N,” laughed Sero. You playfully hit his arm.

“Whatever. Well if you dumb dumbs want a good Prom tomorrow, I have some last minute planning I need to take care of,” you explained. You got up the couch where you were seated and went over to your dorm room. You changed into your pajamas, just a t-shirt and shorts, and went down to the basement.

You had asked Bakugou for the keys earlier so you didn’t have to worry about the basement being locked. You opened the door, the familiar wave of dingy basement overwhelmed your senses just as it did the first time you went inside. You signed.

I definitely won’t miss the smell.

You went over to the endless piles of boxes, shuffling through them.

Where the fuck are they?

Finally you found just what you were looking for. The crowns for Prom King and Queen. Cheesy, yes, but some traditions never die. You grabbed the dusty crowns and a cleaning wipe and sat down on the table. You crossed your legs and began to clean off the plastic crowns.

“I figured I would find you down here.” You whipped your head around to see Bakugou.

“Nowhere else I’d rather be,” you joked. Bakugou joined you on the table.

“Who do you think is gonna win?” asked Bakugou, pointing to the crowns.

“I know Aoyama has been practically begging people to vote for him so I hope he wins. I think Momo had mentioned wanting to win, but so did Mina so I guess we'll know tomorrow,” you explained. Bakugou nodded. He took the queen crown from your hands and placed it on your head.

“Yeah, you’d look pretty stupid if you won so hopefully no one votes for you,” he said. You yanked the crown off of your head and slapped Bakugou’s arm.

“Fuck off,” you laughed. Bakugou sighed.

“I guess this is kinda it,” said Bakugou. You looked down.

“Yeah, I guess it is,” you whispered.

“You know what Y/N, you’re not all that bad really.”

“It only took you three years to realize that dumbass...but thanks,” you smiled.

The tension between you and Bakugou, well, you could cut it with a knife. He sat so close to you, your feet dangling over the edge of the table. Before you even realized what you were doing, you were moving. You hopped off of the table and stood in front of Bakugou, in between his legs.

“What are you doing dumbass-”

“Just shut up for a second.” You looked down, refusing to make any eye contact with him. You took the collar of Bakugou’s shirt with your shaky hands. You gripped onto it and pulled him towards you, still not looking at him. You weren’t even thinking at this point, just letting your actions take over.

“Y/N look at me,” ordered Bakugou. You took a deep breath and slowly lifted your head up. Your eyes met Bakugou’s. You began to slowly move closer to him.

“Katsuki I-I-”

“It’s past curfew, you two should be in your dorms.”

“Fucking hell-”

You immediately jumped away from Bakugou and both of you looked over to the familiar voice.

“Uh we’re sorry Mr. Aizawa,” you apologized.

“Whatever last minute planning you two need to do, you can do it in the morning. Get to your rooms.”

“Right.” You and Bakugou immediately sprinted out the door. Your skin burned, you were so embarrassed. How could you think to confess your feelings to Bakugou like that?

You caught your breath once you were back at the dorms. Bakugou stood next to you.

“Well goodnight Kat-”

Before you could finish your sentence, Bakugou had grabbed your hand and was leading you towards his room.

“Katsuki its late-”

“Then you should be quiet.” Bakugou unlocked the door to his room and brought you inside. He instantly closed the door behind you and pinned your wrists onto the door.

“What the hell was that?” he huffed. His breath was heavy on your face, which didn’t help the burning sensation you felt all over you.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you lied.

“In the basement.”

“Well I-I...”

Bakugou looked you dead in the eyes.

“You were gonna kiss me, weren’t you?” Your eyes grew.

“W-what? Me? Kiss you? No…” Bakugou chuckled. He began to rub his thumbs up and down on your skin as he held your wrists to the door.

“Are you really getting timid on me Y/N? What happened to that hot-head personality we all love?” Bakugou was visibly taunting you. Every smirk, every glance up and down, every time he would tighten his grip on you. He wanted to see you flustered, and it was working.

“I-uh-” He laughed again.

“Come on princess, don’t play dumb with me. Go on, say it.”

“W-what?”

“I haven’t got all day Y/N.”

“Say what?” Bakugou licked his lips and whispered in your ear.

“Say that you want me just as badly as I want you.”

Before you could even think, words spilled out of your mouth.

“Make me.”

Bakugou tilted his head back, letting out a breathy: “Fuck…” before looking back at you.

“You really wanna play this game dumbass?” You gulped.

“Yes…”

Bakugou smirked at you, licking his lips once more.

“Alright, then how’s this?”

Bakugou let go of your wrists and snaked his hands around your waist, gripping around you tightly. He took another small shuffle closer to you. His thumbs rubbing the hem of your shirt, slowly exposing more skin.

“You’re gonna have to try a little harder than that Katsuki,” you said breathily, your heart pounding out of your chest.

“How about now?” Bakugou slowly moved his hands from your waist and down to your ass. You lost your breath at his touch. Bakugou brushed the tip of his nose against yours, a cheeky smile on his face.

“Nope,” you whispered. It was impressive enough that you could even form a sentence at this point. The entire room felt like a million degrees.

“Last chance Y/N…”

Bakugou removed one of his hands from his grip on you and brought it up to your face. He caressed your cheek softly. He then took his thumb and pressed it on your aching lips before painfully slowly dragging it down. He brought his face close to yours again, your lips almost touching.

“Go on...say it.”

You couldn’t take his teasing any longer. His hot breath mixing with yours. He was so close, smirking at you. He knew exactly what he was doing. So, there was only one thing for you to do.

“Fuck you Katsuki.”

You closed the gap between yours and Bakugou’s lips, kissing him intensely. Bakugou didn’t waste another second, immediately picking you up and carrying you towards his bed. He laid you down on your back, hovering over you as he continued to kiss you. You tugged at the collar of his shirt.

“Eager much?” he teased, pulling his shirt over his head. His perfectly sculpted body was breathtaking to say the least.

“You’re staring Y/N.”

“I am not,” you huffed. You took your t-shirt, taking it off as well. Bakugou’s eyes grew as he looked at you just in your bra.

“Look who is staring now?”

“Shut up.” Bakugou dipped back down, kissing you again. You brought your hands up to his hair, running your fingers through it. Bakugou began to trail his lips down to your neck, placing endless kisses all over you. He then began to suck on your neck, slowly.

“Maybe I’ll just have to spell my name all over you. Mark you up...make sure everyone knows you’re mine,” he groaned against your neck. Chills trailed down your spine.

“Fuck Katsuki…”

“God I love it when you say my name-”

Bakugou continued to kiss your neck, marking you up as promised. You started to breath a little faster, your heart pounding. You brought Bakugou’s head back up to face you, bringing your lips to his.

It was everything you wanted and more. The way he kissed you. The way his skin was pressed against yours. It was magic.

You continued to run your fingers through his hair, pulling slightly just to get him as to you as possible.

“God you’re so fucking gorgeous. Fuck princess-.” At this point, Bakugou was just spitting out whatever thoughts came to mind. You were intoxicating to him.

He tucked his arm under you, flipping you so that you were now straddling him. You held his warm face in between your rough hands. He gripped onto your hips, pulling you closer to him.

“Wait Katsuki I-I,” you broke away from the kiss for just a moment.

“Did I do something wrong?” he asked. You smiled, shaking your head.

“No not at all. It just um-” Bakugou sat up, having you sit in his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck.

“This is probably terrible timing but...Katsuki Bakugou, I think I’m in love with you,” you said nervously. Bakugou smiled.

“I know dumbass, I’m not stupid.” He placed a kiss on your forehead. You smiled shyly.

“That's all I wanted to say...we can go back to what we were doing.” Bakugou chuckled.

“So eager again.”

Your head rested on Bakugou’s chest as he traced his finger along your back. It had to be at least 3am.

“It’s way past your bedtime Katsuki,” you whispered.

“Who needs sleep when I’ve got you here,” he said. You looked up at him and smiled.

“We still do, silly,” You tapped his nose. Bakugou sat up.

“Hold on…” He got up from the bed and walked over to his closet.

“Here.”

“Your skull t-shirt?”

“Yeah…uh, you don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to-”

“Of course I want to wear it.” You slipped his favorite shirt on. A smile now appeared on Bakugou’s face.

“Y-you look good,” he said nervously, his cheeks flushed red. You chucked grabbing his arm to lay back down with you.

“Maybe we should get some sleep,” he smiled, rubbing your back again. You nestled your head into the crook of Bakugou’s neck.

“Hmmm okay…” you yawned. Bakugou chuckled.

“Get some rest dumbass.” Bakugou wrapped his arms around you as you laid on his chest. Your breath and his were perfectly in time. Bakugou waited until you were asleep for him to sleep as well. The both of you drifting to sleep with silly smiles plastered on your faces.

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dadgonedeku · 4 years

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Todoroki and kirishima with a s/o who comes back from training with her back and neck sore but she takes care of him and he notice by her actions that she’s not doing well and then he takes care of her

Todoroki + Kirishima taking care of physically exhausted s/o!

❄️~Hi lovely!! I hope these are okay! I apologize it’s so late!! 😭

🔥~SFW & Fem!Reader (fem!pronouns were used!)

🥊~Happy Reading!

Shouto Todoroki❄️🔥

❄️~ Training had been especially rough for the past few days, Aizawa not letting up on pushing you and your classmates beyond your limits.

🔥~ You were exhausted to say the least, as soon as training was over for the day you grabbed your stuff and practically limped to the locker room.

❄️~ Your back was killing you, so much so that you wouldn’t be surprised if you had broken or fractured something. Of course you hadn’t, but it sure felt like it. Every time you stretched or adjusted your posture a shooting pain would radiate through your upper body.

🔥~ Your boyfriend, however, was holding up pretty well. Psh, of course he was, he always did. It was rare when Todoroki got hurt or even exhausted during training. He was one of the strongest in the class, and you were right behind him. For some reason though, today just wasn’t your day.

❄️~ When you exited the locker room holding your costume case you spotted him waiting for you across the hall, typing on his phone leaning up against the plain walls of the school. Since Aizawa was satisfied with everyone’s work for the week, he decided to let you all go back to the dorms early for the weekend. Thank goodness.

🔥~ Your eyes met his and he flashed you a soft smile before tucking his phone into one of his pockets and picking up his own case. You met in the middle of the hallway and walked together. He took your free hand in his gently, and you almost instantly felt a little bit better.

❄️~ “Are you alright s/o?” He asked you curiously, and you only nodded in response. You didn’t want to worry him, if anything you wanted to ask him the same thing. Maybe some sleep and pain medicine would get rid of your back and neck pain. It was a chore to even hold your head up.

🔥~ Of course he could tell you were holding back, in your sparring match against Bakugou you pretty much got thrown all over the place. The force of his explosions almost never failed to send his opponents flying in one way or another. He never held back, especially against girls. You couldn’t help but be kind of grateful for that though, it made you feel tough.

❄️~ “Are you sure?” He asks again, worry lacing his words. Part of you wants to be honest and tell him you’re in pain. It hurts to walk, turn your head, and even stand up straight. You choke it down and swallow your pride, maybe taking care of him will help you feel better.

🔥~ “I’m fine Sho, let’s just head back so I can wrap up those cuts for you.” He barely even had any, and the ones he received in his match were minor, barely even bleeding. He knew something was up. Your posture was stiff and your shoulders were tense. You were walking a little weird too, but of course you always prioritized him over yourself. He couldn’t help but be a little resentful towards your lack of self care. He left it alone though, deciding that fighting you about it now wouldn’t accomplish anything.

❄️~ When the two of you arrived back at the dorms hand in hand, he noticed how you immediately start to head to your dorm instead of talking with the rest of the girls like usual. It had become a little habit of yours to talk with them every other day or so in the common room, but today you just didn’t have the energy. That made him worried, were you okay? Did he do anything wrong?

🔥~ He heads to his own dorm, following you upstairs. It was pure luck your rooms were on the same floor, it made sneaking sleepovers and movie nights easier. “You sure you’re okay s/o?”

❄️~ “Yes Sho, just let me borrow the first aid kit you have.” He responds with a quick okay before opening the door to his dorm, letting you in first before closing the door behind himself. You had grown to have your own little collection of clothes, personal products, etc in his room and honestly, he found it really cute. He notices you struggle to bend down to your backpack to get clothes for yourself. You just wanted to change, all you wanted to do was change, take care of your boyfriend, and sleep. You forced yourself to hold tears back from spilling over as you gave up, your back hurt too much, it was just too much.

🔥~ “S/o? What’s wrong?” He asks, and you break. The pain is overwhelming. You finally crack and tell him everything while trying to massage your aching neck with one hand. He only responds with a frown, making his way over to you and wrapping his arms gently around you. It hurts a little, but you’re instantly met with contrasting warm and cool sensations. It feels so good.

❄️~ “Sit on the edge of the bed, I’m gonna get a heating pad and some medicine from my bag. No objections.” He says bluntly before guiding you over his bed, begrudgingly you sit down best you can and put your face in your hands. Heating pad? Meds? Potential cuddles with your boyfriend? You were all for it, it was almost too good to be true. The only problem, you were still in your uniform and he was already changed, you wanted more comfy clothes.

🔥~ “Sho?” He responds with a hum, and you can almost see the small smile on his features as he digs through his closet. “Can you pass me my bag? I wanna get my comfy clothes so I can change.” He pokes his head from behind one of the doors before asking you to wait a moment. A few moments pass and he walks back over to you. In his arms are the heating pad, one of his hoodies, and a pair of his sweatpants. “These okay?” He asks, and you smile at him as he passes you his clothes and moves to plug the heating pad in, he helps you up and you change as fast as you can in the bathroom.

❄️~ When you come back out he’s already laying down waiting for you, heating pad resting on your side of the bed and a cold water bottle in his hand. It feels like a dream. You walk over to him and he helps you get back into bed, a comforting hand taking yours while the other gently supports the small of your back as you lay down. With a groan you assume the position, and he hands you the water bottle to drink from and a couple of pain pills to swallow.

🔥~ “You did really good today s/o, so please don’t hide things like this from me. I want to take care of you when you need it.” You’re almost in tears on the spot and you can feel the pain is already fading, slowly but surely. You had the best boyfriend ever. You thank him and reach your arms out, a silent request for snuggles. He flashes you another small smile before gently wrapping his arms around you, a cool hand rubbing smooth circles into the back of your neck. He places short kisses on your forehead, telling you how proud he is of you. The nap afterwards is heaven.

Eijirou Kirishima🥊

🥊~ “S/o, are you sure you’re okay? Today’s training was tough and you look really tired.” He asks for the 3rd time, and you just nod your head in response.

🥊~ You were busy patching up a small gash on his shoulder, one he had aquired earlier that afternoon during training. Aizawa had been relentless in his drills for the past couple days, and every night you would tend to Kiri’s cuts and bruises in his bathroom. He never knew about your own though, you didn’t want to worry him.

🥊~ Of all nights to have back and neck pain it had to be this one, and it sucked. It hurt to just keep your head up, but of course you kept it to yourself. Kiri’s physical wounds were worse than your pain right? That’s what you had convinced yourself of anyway.

🥊~ “Almost done Ei, can you pass me the ace bandage on the counter?” You hold out a hand and he nods, taking said bandage in his palm before dropping it accidentally. It rolls to the floor beside you and before he can even apologize you’re bending down to get it.

🥊~ Wrong move.

🥊~ As soon as you turn your body you let out a yelp of pain, tears pricking the corners of your eyes as you rush a hand to support your back. Kirishima is taken off guard, eyes wide and focused on you as he takes your free hand in his.

🥊~ “Babe are you okay? What’s wrong?” A worried gaze comes into view as he pulls you back upright, and you can’t help but fall over and lean your head on his chest. You’re so exhausted, your back and neck hurt like they never have before. All you want to do is lay down and sleep, but Kiri’s shoulder came first.

🥊~ “Sorry, I’m okay. My back just hurts a little.” You groan out, Kirishima bends down really quickly and picks up the bandage. Easy, he did it so easily. Why couldn’t you do it? You both had the same training right? Why was he better off than you? You couldn’t help but be at least a little curious.

🥊~ “You wouldn’t have reacted like that if it was just a little. Come on, let’s go get you some medicine and then we can cuddle.” He gives you a toothy grin before standing up and putting away the bandage.

🥊~ “Ei I’m fine, I promise. Just sit down and-“

🥊~ “Nope, no ifs, ands, or butts. I’m gonna help you and there’s no getting out of it. Come on babe, stand up for me.” He holds out a calloused hand for you to take in your own, and you do, not after rolling your eyes though.

🥊~ “But what about your arm? At least let me-“

🥊~ “I’ll be fine, it stopped bleeding anyways. You’re more important.” He gently ushers you to bed, and thank goodness you’re already in pajamas when you lay down, if you weren’t you didn’t think you ever get back up to change. He asks you to wait a moment before opening his mini fridge, he grabs a water bottle and tosses it onto the bed before heading to his desk drawer.

🥊~ Also known as the snack drawer.

🥊~ Why he had snacks in his desk drawer? You didn’t exactly know, but they always came in handy whenever you would sneak into his room to sleepover.

🥊~ He pulls out a package of your favorite snack before grabbing the water bottle and sitting down next to you. He opens the bottle and urges to drink, setting the snack on your lap for you to open and eat at your leisure.

🥊~ “Drink, you’re exhausted, staying hydrated is important.” Of course he would say something like that, being the fitness geek he is. He was 100% right though, so instead of arguing you just took the bottle and sipped from it.

🥊~ He props your neck up with a couple pillows and you relax against the soft material of the pillow cases. They are cool and soothing against the skin of your neck, and you nearly wallow in the relief.

🥊~ “Feel better babe?” Kirishima asks you with a side smile, he’s laying on his side now, facing you and holding one of your smaller hands in his again. He always knew how to make you feel better, no matter the day. You were eternally grateful.

🥊~ “Much, thank you. You didn’t have to do this you know.” His expression drops at your statement and you pause mid sip. You wonder why his crimson eyes are full of concern again. Did you say something wrong?

🥊~ “Babe, you always take care of me. You deserve the same, not only because you’re my girlfriend but because I love you and I wanna make sure you’re okay. Giving your body rest is important. Besides, taking care of you always makes me happy.” It had been a while since you’d heard him say something so serious, but even so it tugged at your heart strings. You only nodded, closing the water bottle and placing it on the table next to the side of the bed along with the snack. As if on cue he wraps his arms around you and you rest your head on his chest. You almost fall asleep right then and there.

🥊~ “Thank you Ei, I love you too.” He kisses your forehead and rubs gentle circles into your back. The pain has gone down a little, but it still lingers, and you let out a wince when he brings up a couple fingers to touch your neck.

🥊~ “You okay s/o? I can massage your neck too if you want.” He doesn’t even wait for your response, his hands already moving up to your shoulders and beginning to knead them, strong thumbs pressing into the back of your neck. You instantly feel a lot more relief, deciding to go limp in his hold with your arms wrapped around his leg while moving to lay in his lap.

🥊~ “I don’t deserve you Ei.” You say in a sleepy voice, only to be followed by a grunt in response to a flick on your forehead.

🥊~ “Ow! What was that for?”

🥊~ “Shush, don’t even start. We both know that’s a lie. You kicked ass today babe, as you always do. Stop selling yourself short. If anything I don’t deserve you. Now let me take care of you in peace please?” A teasing tone laces his last sentence, causing you to nod and giggle slightly. Luckily he’s probably too worn out to give you a lecture on self worth, he’s always good at making you feel confident.

🥊~ After a while you fall asleep in his lap with a smile on your face, and Kirishima kisses your head a few times before gently laying you back down next to him. He cuddles you in his arms and tucks you in, making sure your body isn’t contorted in any way before nodding off himself.

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stellar-imagines · 4 years

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HEADCANONS REQUEST: ❝S/O who has a migraine.❞

[ Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia ] [ Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Kirishima Eijirou ]

「Headcanons of Midoriya, Todoroki and Kirishima with S/O who suffers from migraines.」

MIDORIYA IZUKU

♤ He thinks you were dying and the pain was too much that you couldn't even provide him a proper explanation to assure him that it was nothing too serious. This boy is already looking for answers on the internet only to discover the outrageous answers which include ― brain tumor and all those scary things. He's legit on the verge of crying when he thinks that possibility. Please don't trust Google too much.

♤ In the beginning, he has no idea what he could do and turned off the lights, knowing that bright lights are usually the triggers. He knows what a migraine is supposed to be but he can't emphasize as he has never experienced such a thing before. When you feel nauseous, he will stay with you, holding your hair back as you empty your insides in the toilet and rubbing your back to comfort you.

♤ Legit cries when you actually recover and he will pamper you with your favorite food. No matter what time it is, he will get it for you. He knows that you've emptied out your stomach and barely ate anything thanks to nausea. He's gonna shower you with so much affection. Midoriya will invite you to watch a movie with him and you'd both cuddle. Good luck getting him to let go of you because he's craving attention from you after not being able to hold you for 5 hours.

♤ Midoriya is one very attentive and caring boyfriend. This guy will do everything for you. He would ask you every single detail, from what kind of things trigger you to what he can do to help. He knows that it's no ordinary headache because its symptoms could last for days. Midoriya doesn't really understand the pain that you're going through but he's there to keep you accompanied.

TODOROKI SHOUTO

☆ Oh boy, this one doesn't know much and is already making mistakes of assuming that it was just a normal headache. Todoroki would obviously be confused because he's no idea what you're going through. But seeing you suffer so much makes him really worried. He would be patient and ask if there's anything he could do to help you lessen the pain. It's hard for him to see you in pain.

☆ He checks on you like every 5 minutes, you understand that he was worried but you didn't want to tell him to just leave you alone for a bit. It's not easy to tell well-intentioned people to get lost. You would only request him to draw the blinds, turn off the TV and let you have some alone time. Todoroki is a very understanding person and never really thinks that you're telling him to get lost so he will leave you alone and wait for you to recover.

☆ Once you've recovered he's still a bit worried, asking a lot of questions. He will ask you if you wanted to eat anything. Todoroki will pay for everything and he doesn't care how expensive it is ― because he's using his dad's credit card. He might be slightly more affectionate than usual but that's because he's happy. You're now healthy not suffering from pain anymore and you seem to be smiling as usual.

☆ Todoroki wants to know how he could help you just in case it happens again. He learns about the potential causes of your migraines and helps you avoid or mitigate those triggers in the future. Of course, you'd often feel bad that he has to cancel some plans because of you but he's super patient and tells you its not your fault at all. He knows that you don't want to be ruining the plans nor do you want to be in excruciating pain either.

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

♡ Gets very panicky when it first happens. Kirishima gets a bit too overbearing and it doesn't really help much with your migraine. Will be rubbing your back and holding your hair for you every time you lurch over the toilet. Reassure you with words, telling you that you're doing well and going to be just fine. Reminds you to breathe slowly whenever you're coughing and struggling to breathe.

♡ If all you want is dark, quiet room and just some time alone to rest, he will respect all of that. Kirishima would draw the blinds, tuck you in bed, make sure you're comfortable before leaving you alone. Though it pains him to leave you all alone in pain, he prioritizes what you want and as the patient, you're the one making demands. If staying away from you for a while can make you feel better, he will.

♡ Brings you out after you manage to recover. Kirishima would ask you what you want to eat and bring you there. He will use this opportunity to make up for what he could've done. Seeing you so miserable and knowing there's nothing much he could do to help, greatly pains him. So you better shut up and let him treat you.

♡ He doesn't want to hurt your feelings nor be intrusive because he doesn't suffer from migraines. Kirishima feels useless that he can't emphasize since he doesn't know exactly what you're going through but he tells you to stay strong. He stays positive for your sake, reminding you that you will be just fine in a few hours with enough rest and asking how he can help. Overall, Kirishima is very supportive.

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"Just drop it, (Y/N)."

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Something was terribly wrong, you could feel it deep down in your core, cold and heavy and twisting you into a million knots.

You'd been seeing it for days, with it slowly and gradually becoming more noticeable, but at first you didn't really give it much thought. Following what had happened at the Training Camp and at Kamino, between the League capturing Bakugou, the terrifying battle that followed between All Might and One For All- everything has been crazy, insane really, and the world really hadn't felt like it had stopped spinning yet... Not all the way.

You'd gotten caught in the cloud of poison gas back at the Training Camp, and been out of commission all the way through to the Boss Battle in Kamino Ward. You'd woken up, confused and disoriented- and immediately plunged into a world that seemed to be falling apart. All Might, the world's #1 Hero was being driven back and beaten down, destruction running rampant, and the most terrifying of all- Bakugou had been taken.

You'd been panicky to say the least, immediately trying to push yourself out of your hospital bed and struggling against the nurses trying to keep you down. You demanded answers and an explanation on what was happening, and only finally calmed down for a moment when Asui and Tokoyami came in the room, and told you what went on. You'd been worried and agitated out of your mind about all of it, you'd have done anything to have gone with Kirishima, Midoriya and everyone else to try and get Bakugou back- and you hated yourself for being so weak that you'd been unconscious all through it, and couldn't do a damn thing to help. You had wished over and over again that you could have done something, anything even, and you wished more that he had never gotten taken in the first place.

Bakugou was tough as nails, and he definitely wasn't the sort of person to bend easily under anything (if ever he bent at all), so rationally you knew he would be able to handle himself against the League.... He was probably one of the few in the whole school that would be able to do well in a situation like that, but even then you knew it wasn't going to be easy on him. As tough and as strong as he was, anyone would be at least a little scared being captured by Villains, all alone. And even if he didn't want to admit it, he had probably been pretty scared the whole time. But Bakugou was also the sort of person to bounce back from terrible situations rather quickly, and you figured he would bounce back even if he'd been scared or even after whatever had happened when he'd been captured.... But he hadn't.

It was so subtle, when he came back he'd been quiet and he hadn't wanted to really talk about any of it (even with you)- and you understood it. You wanted to give him time to process everything that had went on in his own way, and you trusted he would get to a point of being fine. You knew he didn't want to be fussed over and so you did your best not to hover, but you still kept an eye on him regardless.

He was getting more and more agitated every day after Kamino, and ten time worse after All Might had called the school to assembly to apologize for hiding his (extremely startling) appearance, and his retirement. You'd been standing next to Bakugou at that assembly, watching the blonde quietly from the corner of your eye and biting the inside of your cheek when you saw him grow more and more tense with every moment. You'd seen the way his fists clenched, trembling faintly from agitation or anger, you weren't really sure- and he'd stayed still with his teeth gritted and head bowed so far you couldn't even see his eyes anymore. He'd stormed off to his dorm room after that and you hadn't seen him at all for the rest of the day. And when you came to knock on his door you earned no answer, and let it be... If he wanted to be alone you would let him, and you were wary of pressing too much in case he rejected you all the way.... But you really wished you knew what was going on.

Had something really bad happened when he was with the League? Or after Kirishima and the others had gotten him back? Had something been done to him that he wouldn't tell anyone, out of fear or shame, or something else....?

You hated coming up with such awful theories, but what else could be stopping him from returning to his usual self? And why did he seem so angry...? Like he was burning alive from the inside with some deep, fiery rage? He didn't keep his anger to himself, and if he did it was rare- you were more likely to find him yelling his frustration at the top of his lungs and blowing things up, than you were to see him actively bottling his fury and acting like everything was fine.

You'd decided to give up being patient a few nights after the assembly, and you'd approached him after class to try and start up a conversation. He'd only grudgingly paused long enough to let you catch up to him in the hall, and as soon as you started in and asked him if he was okay, his expression twisted at you and his eyes hardened.

"I'm fine." He grumbled curtly, shutting you down not two seconds after you'd began, and you jumped a little. He shook his head at you, huffing and turning to keep going, but not before he cast a pointed stare over his shoulder at you. "Just drop it, (Y/N)." He growled lowly, and then walked off, leaving you alone in the center of the hallway and frowning faintly.

He sounded calm when he said it, though there was a bit of an edge to his voice even still.... But the calmness was forced, you could tell instantly.

You sighed, your eyes flashing as you watched him walk away in silence.

.... Maybe tomorrow you would try again..... Maybe he might not shut you down like that tomorrow.

Hopefully

But you didn't really have much faith in it, and that made a heavy lump form in your throat.

You tried to focus on classwork as the day drew to an end, tucked away in your own room and hoping reading would help put you a little at ease... And you managed to read for quite awhile, though more than once you found your mind wandering from the pages. When you had read the same line several times in a row, you put the book down and hopped off the bed, heading toward the balcony connected to your room and stepping out into the cool night air for a break. You let out a long sigh, leaning against the railing with your elbows and looking out on the silent figure of UA's campus before you. It was fairly late now, and you hadn't realized how long you'd been reading before you saw the moon high up in the sky, washing everything out in a blue-silver glow. Your shoulders sank, letting your head hang and shaking it at yourself in tired exasperation.

How were you gonna get Bakugou to tell you what was clearly bothering him? Short of outright demanding it from him, you weren't sure there was much you could do to work him around to talking.... That guy was stubborn as hell even at the best of times, and would be much more so on things like this, the things he clearly did not want to discuss.

You couldn't just drop it like he'd told you too, though. Both partly out of your own stubbornness, and out of simple concern.... Sometimes you wished Bakugou wouldn't make you work so hard at any of the (supposed to be normal) friend stuff..... Though you supposed you actually liked that he wasn't so easy to befriend, because once you actually got to that level with him, it meant the connection was fairly special, and somewhat rare for the explosive blonde.

With another sigh you straightened up, stretching your arms out above you- only to pause halfway through the motion. Movement on one of the sidewalks away from the dorms caught your eye, and you leaned over the railing a bit to get a better look.

There was someone walking toward the dorms, slow and quiet, their hands stuffed in their pockets and eyes down. You blinked, your eyes widening as you recognized the pale blonde hair of Bakugou, and your heart skipped a beat in shock.

What the hell was he doing out? It was way passed curfew and you were sure that no one else in the building was even awake at this hour, discounting yourself. And he was headed toward you, which meant he had left before now and who the hell knows how long he had been out... An hour, a few? You couldn't imagine he'd left before curfew and nobody wondered about him once it was late.... So did he sneak out?

You didn't know, but you were sure as hell gonna find out.

You dodged back onto your room and out the door, moving down the dark hallway and toward the stairs- quiet but quick in your movements. You wanted to catch Bakugou before he made it up to his room and could shut you out again. You hopped down the steps two at a time, months of hero training at UA making it easy for you to take them rather quietly- and better for it, since you really weren't looking to wake anyone up, or alert Bakugou to you coming too early.

You rounded the corner and picked your way across the common area only halfway, before coming to a halt when the front door opened and Bakugou stepped inside. He closed it behind him and took a few steps in across the threshold without ever looking up or noticing you standing there, and even took off his shoes before he froze, suddenly aware that there was someone else in the room with him.

He looked up slowly, red eyes narrowed and wary when he saw you of all people standing there, in the middle of the night, and exactly where he didn't want you to be. Your eyes went wide though, shock running through your veins and your heart skipping not one beat, but two.

His arms were covered in dark bruises, and scrapes and small, little cuts that were blackened, swollen and bleeding here and there too. He looked like he'd stuck his arms in a turbine and just let the fan blades pummel him over and over- and his clothes were dirty too.

Holy... Shit...

You swallowed, your eyes darting over the wounds and his haphazard appearance. He knew what you were looking at, and he growled under his breath at you.

"... y... you're hurt...?" You stammered and he clicked his tongue, looking away and shaking his head firmly. He started walking, burying his hands further in his pants pockets and intent on heading straight passed you and toward the stairs.

"Shut it. This ain't none of your business, and there ain't anything for you to see either." He muttered lowly, "Why the hell are you down here anyway? It's the middle of the night dumbass, just get lost and go back to your own room." He was still walking as he said it, your eyes following him as he did so and stunned still for long enough that he reached your shoulder, and was about to walk straight passed you altogether. He didn't catch your eye again even as you reflexively turned with him, he just hunched his shoulders against you and grimaced. "I told you to drop it, so fucking drop it already." He hissed, and you blinked, your wits quickly catching up with you again and you frowned, turning all the way around and quickly stepping after him.

"How am I supposed to drop it when you show up beat to hell...?" You hissed back quickly, and he faltered a bit at the fact that you'd actually talked back to him this time, instead of relenting quietly like earlier. He paused for half a second and shot a flinty glare over his shoulder at you, but you returned the look steadily and unflinching. "I mean you can't honestly think I'm just gonna ignore this, can you...? You're hurt, and clearly something's wrong- you've been acting really weird for days now...!" You told him quickly, shaking your head. "I... I know you've been through a lot the last week, between the camp and the League, and I get it... but you're not acting like your normal self, and I can't just let it go..... I've been trying to give you space and not pester you or anything, but I can't... I'm worried, I can't just ignore any of this." You grumbled, and his eyes flashed, his brow furrowing and anger igniting in him fast as can be.

"Tch, well I didn't ask for you to give a damn, or worry about me, or any of that other shit, did I?" He hissed lowly, "No, I told you to drop it- so do what I said, and quit wasting your time doing everything else, damn it!" He snapped and you stiffened, "I don't want you to be patient or worry, or pity me, or work yourself up, so just drop it already!"

"... you can't ask me to not worry about you, I'm gonna worry no matter what- that's what friends do!" You shot back quickly and his teeth grit further, a vein ticking on his forehead.

"Ain't friends supposed to listen to what you want, huh?!" He retorted instantly, and you hissed. "And I don't want you to worry about me- I want you to leave me the fuck alone! None of this has anything to do with you, so just leave me alone and quit poking your nose where it don't belong!" He turned away from you abruptly and began to storm off, all barely muffled fury now and practically steaming from the head. You grit your teeth, quickly getting annoyed now too and immediately moving after him.

"Damn it Bakugou, don't walk away from me!" You called, and he shook his head again, picking his pace up.

"JUST DO WHAT I TOLD YOU, (Y/N)!" He yelled back without ever sparing you a glance, already at the stairs now and quickly climbing them, you at his heel.

"I am not dropping this!"

"WELL THEN I AIN'T TALKING TO YOU ANYMORE!"

You sped up, trying to catch up all the way but he was quick to outpace you still. You were both taking the steps three at a time, not really worried about the loudness of your steps or your voices anymore, and you huffed. He'd taken his hand out of his pants pockets now as he moved, and despite how much he was moving his hands away he climbed, you could see they sported the worst of the bruises and cuts and things- even so much as his knuckles were ripped and gashed open, and cached in blood. Your eyes flashed at the sight, your stomach knotting more than it already had.

"Why won't you just talk to me...?!" You snapped irritably, puffing a little from the climbing. "How can you tell me to ignore everything even when you're acting so weird, or coming back in the middle of the night covered in blood....?! You can't just yell at me to leave you alone, and drop it, and expect I'll automatically stop worrying about you- I can't! You're hurt and you're clearly bothered by something, and you've been pulling further and further away from everyone since what happened with the League and at Kamino...! I just wanna help you! Why can't you just let me...?!"

He reached the top steps of his floor and abruptly stopped, bloody hands clenched so hard at his sides new trails of blood began to drip from his fingers. You stopped too, startled at the sudden halt and still a few steps down from where he was. He was shaking now, from anger or whatever else you weren't altogether sure, but the strangled breath let out was so low and so full of pain you felt shivers run down your spine.

"Because I don't deserve your damn concern, alright?!" He snapped at you, his voice quivering much more than you had ever heard it do so, and your heart dropped.

W-what...?

".... What do you.. ?" You started, your voice hushed and so very lost now, and he hunched a little at the question.

"... Tch..... All that shit that happened- the Training Camp getting busted into, you idiots getting hurt and gassed- that was on me! The damn League was there for me and you all got dragged into it!" He snapped. "And then because of me, and the whole stupid rescue- an entire goddamn ward got demolished, a shitton of people died, Best Jeanist nearly got murdered, and All Might-!"

He broke off abruptly on the (former) No. 1 Hero's name, and you stared, your heart sinking into the very pits of your stomach.

B...Bakugou....

He folded in on himself, barely still on his feet and the breath he sucked in shaky and pained and so close to breaking altogether. Your heart in your feet was breaking too, your mind whirling as it all started to come together.

He... He blames himself for everything that happened...?

But it wasn't...

".... Tch.... Damn it..." His voice was hoarse now, hushed and wavering. "... I don't deserve a damn thing... Not after all the crap that happened... I ain't worth your time... So just quit.... Please..."

You went rigid, your eyes wide and glittering like mad in the dim, ears ringing on the last word.... The word so full of hurt and pleading.

Please

He shook himself out rather roughly and turned again, moving off quickly and you weren't so fast to give chase this time, you were reeling too much. You caught yourself soon after though and hated the hesitation, your feet quickly stumbling up the last few steps after him.

He was at his room already, and the door slammed shut behind him, the noise ringing through the whole of the Building. You went straight up to the door, intent on just storming in and not giving a damn, but it was locked and it halted you.

"Bakugou! Open the door!" You snapped quickly, the harshness of your voice near as startling as the door slamming, and you hit your fist against it a few times too. You didn't get any answer and you hissed, banging a few more times. "Open the door damn it...! You need to let me in, let me talk to you....!" You hissed, pushing against the door now and hoping maybe it would give..... But it wouldn't, and short of kicking it in, there didn't seem much hope it would open any time soon, or that Bakugou would answer you either.

"Bakugou!" You snapped again, but still silence.

"...(Y/N)...? What's going on...?"

Kirishima in the room next door popped his head out, after having been woken up by the door slamming and your own banging on the wood. Your head snapped in his direction, annoyed and panicked all at once and with absolutely no patience nor interest in trying to explain anything to him right now.

"Go back to bed." You ordered sharply and he flinched at the harshness of your tone, stunned for half a second before shrinking under the glare you settled on him and slowly inching back through the door.

"... O..okay.....?" He mumbled, followed by the click of the door latching and you turned that glare back on the door in front of you. You paused, your eyes dropping to the floor to try and see if any light was coming underneath it, and if not maybe he was just on the other side.... But you couldn't tell, you weren't even sure he'd turned the light on.

"Bakugou." You murmured, lowly this time and sinking slightly to sit on your heels, your forehead falling against the door, swallowing hard.

".... Bakugou please open the door." You murmured tensely, your throat tightening despite yourself when his 'please' rung on your ears all anew. You hissed, your fingernails digging into the wood and scrunching your eyes closed.

Damn it

".... Please.... I know you hear me, let me in.... Please..." You hissed, ".... I didn't realize..... Bakugou... None of it is your fault.... None of it.... It isn't your fault..... Please don't say it is, it isn't...." Your voice cracked and you swallowed again, hunching a little further, the top of your head pressed against the door now.

"..... Let me in.... I don't want you to sit there all alone.... I know you don't feel like you deserve it.... But you do... I want to help you.... So please.... Bakugou, open the door...."

Your breath hitched, your pleading for the door to open breaking off as you tensed, holding your breath and desperately trying not to lose what little composure you had. How..... How could you not have realized this before now...?

You knew it had to have hurt him, everything that had gone on.... But he was supposed to be fine, right....? This was Bakugou you were talking about, he was going to come back from this.... Right....?

How could he think..... Believe even.... That it was all his fault...?

That he didn't deserve your kindness, or anyone else's...?

... Bakugou....

".... Tch.... Bakugou please.... I want to help you.... You deserve to be helped, none of this is your fault...."

He could hear you on the other side, practically feel the warmth of your hands through the door and his back pressed against it. He sat on the floor, hunched over with his knees brought in to his chest, hugging them and his face pressed against them too. He heard your voice getting softer with every word, more pleading and more painful, and he hurt more with every bit of it.

Why were you trying so hard? How could you even say that, that it wasn't his fault? It was his fault, all of it on him and his ass for getting caught in the first place... hell, even the Villains being there was his fault- he was the one they wanted, everyone else was just cannon fodder in the way.

Everybody who got killed or hurt, all of that... it was all on him. He should never have gotten caught, and nobody should have had to come rescue him either- you all should have just left him where he was. If you had, hundreds of people wouldn't be dead right now, Best Jeanist wouldn't be ripped to shreds, and All Might.... All Might would still be a Hero, damn it...

"... Bakugou.... let me in...."

The sound of you still asking to be let in was like knives through his chest, every time you repeated 'it isn't your fault' and 'you deserve to be helped' like getting torn into a million pieces. His body curled in on itself more and more, his fingers digging into the back of his neck and it feeling more and more impossible to breathe.

Why wouldn't you just go...?

You shifted, pressing your back against the door and pulling your legs up to you, your eyes glittering in the dim and lips a tight line. You stayed there, leaning against the door and sitting on your heels for a very long time. Eventually your voice failed you, and the Building wen quiet again- but you never left. You didn't dare leave, you kept your hands on the door and willed with everything you had that you would reach him somehow, even with the door in the way. If your voice wouldn't do it, maybe just being there would have to be enough.... maybe even if he didn't open the door, the fact that you were still there on the other side would be enough. You weren't as close as you wanted, but he wasn't entirely alone in there either, not with you out there, waiting.

And he never moved either, he stayed sitting with his back against the door too, the wood the only thing between you both and keeping you apart. You couldn't possibly feel one another, and yet somehow you did, a warmth that radiated through the door and into your backs. A ghost of a sensation of one another, quiet and faint... apart but not quite.

You were there for the entire night, you never left him alone and he could feel you the whole time. He hated you for not going, hated that you didn't listen and that you were losing sleep staying there in the hall.... and still he wasn't sure what he would do if that warmth through the door went away either. The idea that you might not be there made his stomach churn, and some icy lump in his core get all the colder and fill him with unease.

... you were so stubborn damn it....

You were halfway lost in the turmoil of you own mind when the door at your back suddenly disappeared, your balance lost in an instant and thudding against the floor a little painfully, stunned and not sure what had even happened.... the door was open, and you were lying in the entryway, eyes gleaming.

The door was open

You scrambled into sitting up again, eyes wide and quickly looking for Bakugou but you couldn't see him. He was behind the halfway open door, holding it open with you in the way of it and hissing.

"Get in here already." He muttered lowly, and you shuffled across the floor into the room. As soon as you were out of the path of the door Bakugou shut it again, sitting crosslegged on the floor and hunched over with his hands on his knees, his head bowed and face hidden by his hair. His fingers dug into his knees, his whole body shaking as you both just sat there for a few moments, silent and unmoving.

His shoulders hunched, his hands shaking and somewhere between pained and annoyed, before he lift his bruised and bloody hands up and held them out, rigid and waiting and still not looking up at you. You faltered, a little unsure of the gesture or what it even meant...?

"... tch... damn it, don't make me sit here.... and don't make me ask..." He hissed, his voice quivering and your eyes widened, glittering. He swallowed, his hands shaking more and his voice dropping to something just shy of a whisper, wispy and.. fragile.

"... please...."

You inched forward immediately, the word hitting you straight to the core as you quickly moved over to him. As soon as you were in reach, his hands grabbed hold of your shoulders rather firmly and pulled you into him, hugging to you tightly and trapping you in place. You were shocked by it, but you gave into the embrace right away, wrapping your arms around him and swallowing as he buried his face in your shoulder roughly. He was shaking, even as he held you tightly, and you could feel his breathing uneven against you and hitching as he fought not to crumble.... but every second he failed to steady the breaths, his hold on you grew more firm, more desperate. Your heart ached with every second of it, doing your best to keep holding on to him as tightly as he was to you, worried that he might think you wanted to pull away, and you really didn't. He'd let you in, he was letting himself give in and reach out for you.... he let you in, and you weren't about to let go, not for anything.

"..... tch..... I'm sorry...." Bakugou hissed, his voice hoarse and barely above a whisper, pushing his face further into your neck and his whole body jumping underneath you as he broke off in a strangled sob. He was crying now, quietly and trying to stifle it, and you pulled him further into you, your heart breaking.

"... I...... I'm.... sorry..."

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yo here’s an idea for you (just bc i feel like you’ll do this hc justice) a cybersex hc, like a facetime situation with bakugou (or whoever you like) idk how else to explain it

A/N Welp I kinda did what you asked. ENJOY

Your phone pings in your pocket before you pull it out, a message from someone worth losing your kill streak for.

*"King needs a selfie kitten."*

You smirk down at your phone with a cheeky attitude as you angle the phone to get the smallest glimpse at your cleavage, you lean against a muscled arm beside you.

"Kiri, selfie." He turns to the camera giving it a cocky look as you wink with a peace sign sending it on it's way before the two of you continue to pwn noobs on yalls favorite online game.

"Who's that going to?" He asks, rubies glancing back here and there to see how low cut you allowed your shirt to be.

"Just a friend!" You muse, before he watches your face become a little crestfallen.

"Then why isn't your *friend* here?" He asks, nudging you with your shoulder to engage again. You pick up your controller sticking out your tongue.

Kirishima cannot deny that he wants that tongue to do more than tease him.

"He's working! You know how the hero work schedule is." You sigh openly this time, securing top of the leader board as you get a six kill streak is less than a minute.

"Oh a hero?" Kirishima teases as your phone pings, he hopes to see the name of said hero saved in your phone. Instead he just sees King Sama 💥 as the name.

"Yes. A hero!" You nudge him back, he fights the butterflies in his stomach, he wasn't sure how much longer he could be *just* friends with you if your laugh had him that twisted.

That fucked up over just a normal sound and your smile.

Damn it was bright. He goes for a low blow as he adds

"Yet here you are with me, alone, on *Valentine's Day*." The stats come up on screen after they show the play of the game with you annihilating the enemy team.

"Yea well..." You tuck hair behind your ear, unsure of what to say. Heart clenching as Kirishima comes dangerously close. His breath mingles with yours as his tone deepens causing your stomach to flip.

"I wouldn't be afraid to show you off, Y/N." He says softly, leaning impossibly closer, just as his feather soft lips are about to touch yours, your phone rings. Blaring out the familiar tone of a facetime request. Ruby eyes burn into glass as they read King Sama 💥 coming between you and him once again.

"I uh gotta take this. I'll be right back." You say, standing and mostly pretending as if nothing happened. Kirishima plays along, waving the controller as if waving you away. All the while the plastic groans beneath his steely grip.

You slip into the bedroom down the hall, trying to push the thoughts of your room mate out of your mind.

You plug in the string lights to set the mood before you answer the call, his voice comes out of your phone's speaker like sinful velvet.

"I've been gone barely 16 hours and you're already disobeying me." A threat that has your core heating, "I told you to be in bed an hour ago. Shirt off kitten."

You notice that he already ready for bed, shirtless and in nothing but his black boxers. You lick your lips thinking of the prize beneath the soft fabric.

"And I told you I'd be staying up late in protest!" You half smile, half pout as you tell the truth, pulling your shirt over your head. He knew you always stayed up late with Kirishima on his weekend off from hero work.

You half wish Bakugou had instructed you to go to bed early because he was jealous of you spending time with someone else. Your stomach sours at the thought that he most likely hadn't done it out of jealousy or wanting to posses you.

"What was that? Are you talking back?" He expected this, he expected you to only half listen or fight back more so since he isn't there in person. Still he fights to keep the smile from his face.

"That's how a conversation works." You shrug, half agitated with him for being gone on valentines day.

As if he could help when he was sent to another city for work. Plus it wasn't as if you two were dating anyfuckinway.

Just fucking and occasionally hanging out. A dom with his bratty as hell kitten.

Kirishima's words have got you thinking. Maybe you did need something a little bit more. This one sided love, no matter how hot, was starting to hurt your heart. As if on cue your heart pangs out while the rest of your body ignites beneath his gaze.

"You sure have a smart mouth for someone who isn't standing in front of me Kitten." He says darkly, illuminated only by the soft hotel lamp and the light of his phone.

"You wouldn't do anything anyway." You even have audacity to roll your eyes. Bakugou's heart beat quickens, your banter seems to be less flirty and more stand offish than usual. Not being there in person today has him worried, not only are you alone with your male roommate but he knows he isn't there to force what ever is bothering you out of you. As there is no chance in hell you'll swallow your pride and tell him what's wrong.

"Oh I wouldn't Kitten?" His voice takes a sharp edge, "That's fine I'll remember that for later."

Silence stretches between the two of you for a moment as your gut twists, biting at your lip. Now frustrated with your body for still reacting to him as you feel your stomach tighten.

"For now let's address the fact that you're wearing that pair of underwear I got you." His smile is deadly as your face goes to slight shock considering you've only taken off your shirt for him, "It tells me when you've turned it on."

"I...I..I'm not wearing them."

"Oh?" He asks, thumb tapping the screen to activate the little vibe in the black pair of underwear. You let your phone tilt away from you as it buzzes against your clit, tightly pressed agaisnt you especially with how your thighs are pressed together.

"Keep the phone on your face kitten." You do as he asks, keeping the camera pointed at your face. Your cheeks redden quickly as your cunt clenches on it's own, desperate to have something to fill it.

But that wasn't happening tonight was it?

"Pants off." A command as you prop the phone up on your night stand to give him a full view of your body. He lowers the setting a bit while you shimmy your tight jeans down over your thicc ass and thighs. He groans as he watches, palming himself.

"Bend over, slide your underwear to the side so I can see how wet you are." Your body moves on it's own as you do what is commanding, keeping your moans whisper soft. He groans loudly when you move the fabric and a string of your slick sticks to it.

"What do you think Kirishima would do if he knew you were wearing a vibe for me today while you sat next to him? If he knew how much a slut you were?" He asks cranking it up, you let out a loud moan, "Quiet. Unless you want him to hear."

"Nnnnnn. No King I don't." You feel your body twitch as you press yourself against the bed, reminding yourself that he isn't here to slip himself in you.

"Remove your bra and sit pretty kitten." He commands leaving it on the agonizing steady setting.

"No please and thank you?" You ask with some bite to which he switches up the pattern to very low to shockingly high at unpredictable times.

"A king never asks." He smirks as even hundreds of miles apart you're softly moaning his name when he commands you, "Now help me cum baby."

He strokes himself on camera, the sight of it driving you mad, the little bit of precum you can see before he coats his head has you seeing stars. You'd do anything to have that in your mouth right now.

"Tell me what you're thinking." His voice is sultry, "Cause I'm thinking of making sure you're a quivering mess beneath me."

You gasp at the thought of him having his way with you, closely to how he is now.

"I... I.." But you can't tell him what you want as you can barely thing with how nicely this pair of underwear is pleasing you.

"Pull on your nipples for me." And you palm your breasts before pulling at the perked points, sending you closer to the edge that he has been silently denying. Knowing just when to change the setting lower, driving you completely mad. The vibrations go up and a loud moan escapes your mouth.

"Such a naughty thing." He sets it to the lowest setting as you pout, "Trying to cum without permission and being loud when I told you to be quiet."

"But you...Katsukiiiii." You whine instead as he changes it again but allowing you to continue to back talk.

"That doesn't sound like an apology to me." He says as his hand still goes up and down his length furiously. You follow his hand. Twisting this way and that in attempt to let up some of the pleasure as he ups the ante. The closer he gets the higher the setting.

He watches you twist restlessly as your gasped moans ring out over the speaker of his phone. He thanks God above and the creator for Facetime as he watches your cheeks and breasts flush.

And all for him.

He needed this after such a rough day, pops litter his forearms as he groans from the sight of you holding it in.

The sound of tiny explosions has you biting your palm to keep the moan contained. You love it when he's close.

"Who owns this pussy?" He asks, upping the vibration and switching up the pattern. Your nails dig into your thighs as you cover your mouth to keep from crying out.

"Y....you Sama. You own it." You say breathless as you try so so hard to obey him. To keep your release in, if you ended it on a good note he would allow you your crescendo.

He would also make your in person visit that much better.

"Fuuuuck kitten." He says, pumping hard even as cum leaves his throbbing cock in spurts. By habit your mouth is wide open, but you're holding your breath to keep from moaning.

One slips out much too loud and you bite your hand to keep yourself together. Tears collecting in your eyes as you're pushed closer and closer and closer. You begin to rut into the bed, hoping the extra friction with bring relief, cheeks reddening as you pray he gives you permission.

"Please sama please...." You cry out, loosening your cunt walls slowly to allow for the best release. Scarlet eyes watch you fight and bite at yourself in hopes to please him.

However his mind was already made up. He knows when you're at the very brink of your crescendo, he knows your eyes will start to roll back a few times as you focus on the stars you must see and he knows you're close because you're actually begging him.

You're about to snap, about to bite hard into your hand while the other pulls at your nipple like he instructed before the vibrator turns off causing you to let out a whimper.

"S...sama I think the battery may have died." You say, disappointment shrouding your face before he gives you a level look.

"No kitten, I turned it off. You were mouthy so this is your punishment. No cumming until I get back tomorrow. Got that?" Your face reddens as he expects, knowing full well the tantrum that is about to unfold. You stand as if that would make a difference over the phone huffing loudly.

"THAT'S NOT FAIR!" You yell, not allowing the heat of embarrassment to creep up your throat or the hot tears forming in your eyes since you are not getting your way. Despite knowing he's the only dom you've met that you actually listen to more times than not.

"It is fair kitten. I've been so lenient with you lately and you've been nothing but bratty."

"You're a brat tamer that's your job!" A hiss as your breathing hitches. He bites his lower lip, almost ready to give in and only because he is not there for the after care.

"You don't seem tame to me." He shrugs, "I'm a dom kitten. Now be a good little one and listen."

"Well I'm not. I'm...I'm.." You think of anything you can just to spite him, to get under his skin, it comes out faster than you can think it over, "I'm going to ask Kirishima for help."

Katsuki goes quiet on the other side, you watch his face harden as his eyes turn into glowing hot embers. Silence passes between the two of you. Both too proud to admit how much that sentence hurts you both.

"That's fine Y/LN." He snarls, "We aren't dating. So go ahead. Use him to cum just be sure to let me know if he's better than your Sama."

You see red as your heart claws up your throat, especially by the use of your last name.

"Fine!" You hiss ending the call with out your normal good byes.

He sends a threatening text that he knows will egg you on, angry with you for wanting another man and himself for not being man enough to tell you that he likes you and has for the past several months.

That he may be in *love* with you.

*"If you do fuck him. Be sure to send pictures."*

The text makes you feel next to nothing to him as you silently scream. You shove off the underwear angrily, slipping in the dicking down shorts Katuski loves so much and the same ones you've caught even gentleman Kirishima eyeing from time to time before slipping back on your tight top.

You had asked for this. You told him explicitly no feelings and not to be light on punishments.

And look at you crying because he did exactly as you asked while you were the one stupid enough to break your own rule. You splash your face with cold water until it no longer looks as if you'd been crying. Scrubbing the towel over it before giving your reflection your best cat like smile.

You were going to eat Kirishima up.

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