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ALL OUT OF LUCK

pairing. k. bakugou x reader

synopsis. you had the biggest, fattest crush on bakugou katsuki in high school, which granted you weird looks and judgment from those who found out, because why, when you could fawn over prince-like todoroki or manly kirishima instead? fast forward to 10 years later, though, and now the joke’s on them, because #2 pro-hero dynamight just got dubbed the hottest bachelor of the year. but that doesn’t matter, because you’re over him now. you’ve been over him, ever since that butchered attempt at confessing where he dismissed you as a gen ed extra before you could even get the words out. so why, all of a sudden—and an entire decade later—do you have to work with him on a top-secret mission?

status. ongoing!

working tags. fem!reader, pro-hero!katsuki, aged-up (26), a lot of cussing (bkg-typical), several mentions of bullying & discrimination (quirk supremacy), reader has a quirk :0, reader is alluded to being smaller than bkg, canon-typical violence, nsfw themes (is there gonna be eventual smut? we shall see)

links. ao3 (coming soon)

꩜ .ᐟ chapter one

꩜ .ᐟ chapter two

꩜ .ᐟ chapter three

꩜ .ᐟ chapter four

꩜ .ᐟ chapter five

꩜ .ᐟ chapter six

꩜ .ᐟ chapter seven

꩜ .ᐟ chapter eight

꩜ .ᐟ chapter nine

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Todoroki Fam. 'Drabble'

Movements. It's so Todoroki family.

Songs that based this little fic: Third Degree, Vacant Home, Losing Fight.

It was quiet now that Touya was home - that same room his siblings always slept in, the single person floor beds, lined up side by side. Body bandaged beyond repair, body charred. He didn't want to be here, but that little bit of guilt for his siblings burned in his frontal lobe, made him mumble a nimble 'yes' through melted vocal chords when the doctor mentioned going home once he was healed enough.

He was bedridden most of the time. His mother helped him eat, Rei was the only one he wanted to be close to. Save a little for Natsuo. He didn't like Fuyumi - she was too nice. Especially to their dear old father, she tried to pick up the puzzle pieces and fit ones that didn't match, but matched the colours of the rest of them, like a child.

It was his mother who brought up family therapy. The thought of sitting on a cramped couch, yammering out their feelings to some guy. It nauseated him. He didn't even want to repair this shitty family in the first place, but Fuyumi's neverending kindness and his mother's understanding of his father's love was unmatched. Once again, he couldn't change his mind when his brain forced him to gently nod.

He didn't know how many times he wished to lash out on his family. When they said something that wasn't true, or when his father spoke about 'how much he loved his kids' or something. He wanted to scream, lunge at the man just like he had done in the past. The fight that made him like this. Unable to lash out, unable to hardly speak. Voice gone, insides charred.

He didn't like being woken up to that sweet tone of his sister, or his mother. Natsuo didn't talk to him, Shoto was smart enough to understand that his eldest brother would never like him. Shoto was the thing that ruined it all - made his father neglect the rest of his children because he was too focused on training his weapon child.

So, when the day came he could finally walk again, things changed.

This house felt empty. As he limped the halls, hand dragging along the side in case he needed to catch himself. He was getting used to this all over again, legs weak. From being burnt, and being bedridden. When he finally stood up from the bed, he swore he could feel some of his skin stick to the bed and peel off. He didn't look at the bed, a hint of embarassment in his mind.

He didn't turn to the footsteps behind him. He knew it wasn't his father or Natsuo - the footsteps were too gentle. Too nimble and weightless to be either of the men. But when he heard his younger brother's voice, his blue eyes flickered over to the left, hand keeping to the pale wall on his right.

"Do you feel better?" Shoto spoke, quietly. He was surprised he was even speaking to him. He hadn't spoken to him, since that night. Did they even speak..? He didn't remember.

Touya couldn't speak. He rasped out a gentle "No," before he turned to the floor. He scoffed a little, the noise sounding painful to let out.

His brother spoke again. "I'm surprised you're... Out of bed this early." He mumured, hands shoved in his pockets. Shoto didn't know how to speak to his elder brother, it had been so long. When did he leave, when he was maybe 6? This villain he had fought for so long, now his brother. In his home, taking time rejuvinating.

Touya stared at the ground, black socks covering bandaged feet. Pale green sweats covering bandaged legs. Bandages, more bandages. Everything but those pretty eyes were covered. Replaced every week. He felt skin peel every time the bandages came undone, but their mother helped lather the man in scar repair gel so that it wouldn't peel as bad.

"..I didn't either." He rasped, before he jostled himself against the wall, to push himself into a turn, other hand immediately coming up to catch himself on the wall once he faced his brother. Shoto watched him stumble, hands balled into fists as he held back the reaction to help the man stand. He couldn't touch him in that state, he wouldn't want it anyway.

Shoto spoke up. "...Uhm. Mom wanted you to sit with us at dinner. Now that you can kinda get around on your own."

Touya rolled his eyes. He hardly could. "Is Dad going to be home?" He scraped out.

"Yeah. She wants everybody to be there."

"Great.." Touya sighed a little. "The last thing I want is to eat dinner with him."

Shoto stared at the ground. "..You know I don't like him either. Maybe not as much as you, but..." He didn't continue. He couldn't anger Touya. "It'd make mom happy," He tries to reassure him into coming.

Touya stares at the wall. Eyes having hardly drifted to his younger brother the entire conversation. "..Okay. I'll come."

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Apologies for any typos as I wrote this out just an hour or so after I woke up, 😞

I have a queued NSFW Alphabet for Dark Choco Cookie coming out at 8am EST on the 24th if anybody is interested!! Might make a Dabi one next...

And my ask box is open! Ty for reading my ramble fic.

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Keigo and Touya as teens, because in my head they're happy and safe together

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Reblog if you want your followers to tell you which fictional character you remind them of.

PLEASE .

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hello! On your rewrite blog you brought the idea of yuga reporting bakugo to the LOV and I have a question to ask but since it has nothing to do you with your rewrite, I'm sending this ask to your main instead lol

okay, so, if afo had asked yuga to give him the name of a student to recruite into the LOV, do you think yuga would have given him katuski's name or a name of a different student?

personally, as long as afo didn't ask for a reason why behind his choice, i could see yuga suggesting a student that both wouldn't accept the LOV offer and could hopefully hold their own against the LOV if things get violent

Oh, ciao ciao. First of all, thank you for respecting the rules of the rewrite blog! It made me happy to see :)

As for the ask itself...

I could see Yuuga suggesting either Izuku or Mezou, both with different reasons.

It's implied in canon that Yuuga realised Izuku used to be quirkless early on, but didn't do anything with that knowledge until later. As someone who knew what it was like to be quirkless, the idea that Izuku, who only recently gained a quirk, became a hero with such a kind personality would be striking. It would give the impression that he wouldn't be tempted at all.

This would also serve to deepen Izuku's characterisation, with him surrounded by villains of society's making and having to deal with the idea that villains aren't so black and white as he once perceived. Plus, him actually speaking to AFO is a great idea, especially because it would actually feel right.

Many fanfics already have this premise, of Izuku being the one to get kidnapped by the LOV and being challenged. It served as a great climax in one of my personal favourite fanfics, Why Are We Here Again?

As for Mezou: the reasoning is actually very similar to Izuku. He is someone who suffered from mutant discrimination, something canon acknowledges to be widespread, yet he protects everyone so fiercely and doesn't show a lick of hatred to anyone.

Because his mental strength is so high, it would imply that he could hold up strongly against the LOV's temptations, and he's physically strong enough to hold his own until help arrives. He would be a great choice for Yuuga.

Plus, he's an interesting character to me, and it could serve to build up to the mutant discrimination arc later on, (though that was terribly handled in canon). Ironically, Horikoshi seems to have his own beef with mutants, seeing as they hardly get the light of day in canon.

So, yeah, that's what I would make happen in canon, considering Bakugou really didn't need that arc. That arc only made is so he entered this fake relationship with Izuku that makes me want to rip my eyes out.

Thanks for the ask!

(P.S. If you're wondering what anon meant by 'rewrite blog', please check out @my-rewrite-academia where I'm rewriting the series as a whole <3)

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random shaw pack / solaire headcanons? 👁👁

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Anything for you my friend!

Shaw Pack first I think

David sleeps better with fewer nightmares when the whole pack is near. He sleeps like a baby when they’re all traveling together. It just soothes something in him to know that everybody he loves is there and safe.

Angel gets called “little alpha” sometimes as a joke but like… it’s not a joke. When David and Asher were sleeping off the inversion, Angel was running that shit like the navy and Nobody questioned it.

Milo, Sweetheart, and Angel are all perfectly reasonable heights, but because everybody else in the stupid pack is so large, they look small by comparison.

Babe is an introvert, and get tired fast when they’re in large groups. They tend to hide in the kitchen with David during large pack gatherings, where the two of them sit in absolute silence and cook together. They barely actually talk to each other, but they both consider the other to be one of their closest friends.

Darlin’ still has nightmares about Quinn. It often results in them thrashing and striking out to get him away. They rarely ever wake up from them, and Sam refuses to reveal to them that he has to hold them while they happen to that they don’t hurt themself or him.

And now Solaire’s!!

William is very passionate about literacy. He grew up in a time when only very certain groups had access to education, and when he was able to access it himself, it changed the way he thought and lived his life. He uses a portion of his tremendous wealth to sponsor literacy programs all across the USA.

Porter struggles to accept non sexual intimacy, even though it’s his favorite type. Before meeting Treasure, he’d only been touched out of violence or lust. When they run their fingers through his hair and sleep on his chest or hold his hand, it’s revolutionary for him, but it makes the damaged thing in his chest squirm.

Vincent gets his nails done bi-weekly. It’s usually just a clear coat and a cuticle trim, but sometimes he goes a little crazy with the colors. He matches his nails to his outfits for Summits.

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this art will always make me want to bawl my eyes out because what do you mean we could have pro hero touya and health assistant toga only if they had decent parents??

(I hate mha society so much)

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Chapter 390 - Shoto Todoroki Rising

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I’m high-key projecting onto Touya as an oldest sibling, so I will be ignoring canon forever, thank you ✨

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The Class 1-A Support Group: Fuck Endeavor Edition

The sun was setting over U.A. High School, casting long shadows across the classroom where Class 1-A had gathered for their usual study session. However, today’s topic was anything but ordinary. The recent broadcast from Touya Todoroki had left everyone in a state of disbelief and anger, and the students were ready to vent.

“Can you believe Endeavor?” Mineta piped up, his usual bravado replaced by genuine disgust. “I know I'm not free of sin, but damn, Endeavor is… y'know, just the worst!”

“Mineta’s right,” Iida said, adjusting his glasses with a serious expression. “Todoroki, I used to have respect for Endeavor, but now he repulses me. I would like to offer my deepest sympathy to you and your family. Except for him, of course.”

“Thanks, Iida,” Shoto replied, his voice flat but with a hint of appreciation.

“It’s clear that Endeavor only changed because his actions came back to him,” Sero added, crossing his arms. His tone was matter-of-fact, but the anger simmering beneath was palpable.

Bakugou, who had been unusually quiet, made a face that was hard to read.

“Tch, if I was law enforcement, I’d tell Shigaraki that his new name is Frida Goman, and Endeavor is no longer Frida Goman,” Kaminari chimed in, trying to lighten the mood.

“Facts, brother!” Kirishima agreed, nodding vigorously.

“How can people say the villains are too far gone and at the same time say that Endeavor is not?” Tokoyami pondered aloud, his dark feathers ruffling slightly.

“Because he’s a hero,” Jirou replied, rolling her eyes. “Man, the world’s so unfair.”

Deku, ever the optimist, chimed in, “You’d expect at least some of the corruption to be solved by the end of the series…”

“Ah- No need to break the fourth wall now, Midoriya!” Iida interjected, a hint of exasperation in his voice.

“I know this sounds weird, but I totally understand why Dabi became a villain!” Kirishima said, his voice filled with empathy.

“Freal!” Kaminari agreed, leaning forward in his seat.

Tsuyu added, “You could’ve ended up like your brother, Todoroki. Ribbit.”

Yaoyorozu nodded thoughtfully. “Shoto… our class has gone through so much that we should all be in therapy, but you especially, because of the abuse and instability in your childhood.”

“If I was Endeavor’s doctor, I would’ve done some… secret mad doctor operations on him, actually,” Kaminari said with a laugh, but there was a dark undertone to his words.

“Haha!” Jirou chuckled, but her laughter faded as she continued. “You’re supposed to be a hero!”

“Isn’t that justice though?” Kaminari replied, a smirk on his face.

“I can’t imagine if that had been my mother he did all those things to… Oh, I would’ve- UGH!” Kaminari exclaimed, his frustration boiling over.

“Honestly, I think I would’ve offed him in his sleep,” Jirou said, her expression fierce.

“Yeah,” Kaminari replied, nodding in agreement.

“If I was Todoroki, I wouldn’t have like fifty pictures of Endeavor that I throw knives at! But then I wouldn’t have fifty pictures of him because they’d be all knifed up,” Jirou said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Literally!” Kaminari added, his enthusiasm infectious.

“Actually, even though I’m not him, I’m STILL GONNA DO THAT!” Jirou declared, pumping her fist in the air.

“YEAHHHHHH!” Kaminari cheered, the energy in the room shifting to something more lighthearted.

“I must admit, I really only see him as a villain. But that feels like an insult to the villains, because most villains don’t cross… that line,” Tokoyami said, his voice low and serious.

Shoji scoffed, knowing exactly what ‘that line’ meant.

“I’m so forgiving man, like I can forgive anyone, but God, I just can’t bring myself to forgive him!” Kirishima said, his voice filled with frustration.

“I feel the exact same!” Kaminari agreed, the group nodding in solidarity.

As the discussion continued, the students of Class 1-A found strength in their shared feelings, united in their disdain for Endeavor and their support for Shoto. They might not have all the answers, but together, they could face whatever challenges lay ahead.

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Happy birthday to this beautiful man 💖

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The first time you sleep over Katsuki’s, it’s not long after he’s moved into his apartment with the rest of his friends.

Which is bold, the only one who doesn’t flirt with you any chance they get is Mina -mainly because she has her own place- but she’s always telling Katsuki that the minute you get bored with him, she’s there to swoop in.

But his friends waste no time in making sure to rile Katsuki up with cheesy pickup lines that mean nothing to you, but everything to him. He hates the idea of having his friends hit on you, but you’d be lying if riling him up wasn’t exhilarating.

You smile as you hear bare feet pad along the tiling of the kitchen, a massive presence looming behind you; it’s warm, loving, and you feel yourself relaxing at the closeness.

“Morning,” he rasps, arms wrapping around your waist. You smile and curl against him, tipping your head back to look at him.

“You hungry?”

“You didn’t have to make us breakfast,” he murmurs, pressing a loving kiss to the curve of your neck.

You mewl and bend your arm to wrap around him, “I know, I just wanted to do something nice for my man and his friends for being such good company last night.”

He grumbles, “don’t ever refer to my roommates as ‘good.’ Bunch of fucking menaces and creeps.”

“They can’t be too bad,” you hum, turning off the stove. God knows how long you’ll both be drooling with affection. “After all, you let me meet them,” you coo. “And you’d never let your little baby be put in danger.”

“Fucking hate when you call yourself that,” he snaps, spidering his fingers up your side. You squeal and shrink to the side, only to be met with pokes on the other. “Katsuki!”

“Don’t be a little shit and I won’t have to torment you,” he snickers. You’re quick to flick off the stove with what little movement your arms can give you while protecting you from tickles, and you duck as fast as you can under his caging limbs to escape.

He must like the challenge, because he lets you go, only to barrel after you into the living room. A small coffee table separates you both, and you’re at a standstill as you watch each other.

“Katsuki!” You giggle, making a sudden dart to try and throw him off your trail. It doesn’t deter him, like he’s able to predict what you’re going to do before you do. “Y-You’re gonna wake everyone up!”

“I’m not gonna do a fuckin’ thing,” he snorts. “You’re the one screaming and whining.”

“Am not!”

“Are too.”

“Am not!”

“Are too.”

“Are not-“

“I think it’s bold of you to argue with me instead of sprinting away.” He shrugs, making a dash for you and wasting no time in grabbing you into his big arms. You writhe and laugh in his grip, desperate to not shriek and wake his poor roommates. Giggles bubble wildly over your lips, and he hauls you back into the kitchen before plopping you onto the countertop, distant from the stove. You instinctively move your hands to card his blonde hair, and he leans in to steal the last of your giggles from your lips.

“How much time we got before breakfast burns?” He mumbles, hands smoothing up your thighs. Crimson eyes glimmer with mischief, and he bumps your nose with his.

You chuckle and shake your head, legs wrapping around his thick waist, “it was burning before you came in; I turned off the stove so it wouldn’t burst into flames.”

He snorts, “good.” One of the hands resting on the meat of your thighs comes up to grip your chin, “now I don’t have to rush.”

“Ew,” you giggle, but it dies as quickly as you said it when he connects your kiss, working his lips against yours in this own way, full of passion and love with just enough tease to have you whimper.

The hand on your cheek shifts down to rest on your delicate throat, dangling like a necklace. A subtle act of dominance to make you shiver.

“I love you,” you murmur against his lips.

“I love you more-“

“Ewwwww!!!”

“Who knew he had a weakness?”

“Lookin’ good, Dynamight!”

Immediately, Katsuki’s shoulders hike up as the shrill voices from his friends ring through the air. You let out a string of laughter while the other boys you were visiting peer around the wall of the apartment, Sero with a face of disgust, Kirishima with a playful understanding and Kaminari with a cheesy bite of his lip.

“I’m going to KILL YOU IDIOTS!” He barks, abandoning you to dash over to the trio, mainly targeting Kaminari and Sero, who sprint away as fast as they can. Kirishima chuckles and makes his way over to you, helping you off the counter with a sigh.

“How’s he ever going to keep being Number One if you keep doing this to him?”

You snort and elbow his ribs while somewhere in the house, Katsuki caught Denki, and the screams ring loudly in the walls.

“Shut up and help me remake breakfast, dickhead.”

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huh? something on my face?

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On my never-ending mission to project Izuku onto Epic Odysseus

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“Only thing we share is one last name”

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Vincent breaking down after leaving the clan:

Darlin: Oh, don't cry Vincent: I'm such an idiot Darlin: No...there, there Vincent: I miss my dad- Darlin: Oh, that's deeper than I want to go