#[[ yall this happened... right... after what happened with v deku

[ua-monoma]

.detention

@ua-katsuki

So this was it, huh.

Bakugou walks in quick strides as he makes his way outside, moving at a slightly faster pace than the usual. With only fifteen minutes before he and Monoma are supposed to be in detention he's not going to take any risks. The last thing he wants is to wind up being punished again on top of the time he's currently serving.

As he heads for the gates — where Monoma said he'd been in the group chat — he wonders back to the game of truth or dare a few days ago, how Monoma had been acting then. How Monoma is acting now. Quiet. Apologetic.

Though everyone else may be quick to accept Monoma's excuse about not feeling well, Bakugou has a vague feeling it isn't just that. There has to be something else going on here. He definitely knows Monoma better than just that.

It doesn't take him long to find Monoma, spotting him sitting in the grass. Staring at his phone. Heading towards him, Bakugou suddenly smacks Monoma over the head with his bag — not enough to hurt him, obviously, but enough to get his attention.

He recognizes that blank stare anywhere. Especially being that he's had that exact same stare before.

"Get up, moron," he snaps. "We need to go." The smack breaks him out of his thoughts, though he's not really thinking much. He's not really. Processing. Much. There were words on the screen that he'd definitely been reading, and there were words on the screen that he'd definitely typed, though the second he looked away, it's as if he'd never...

...

It's hard to grasp what's really happening in his head. It was like trying to see the world through a filter, but instead of a screen of color it was a solid black wall, blocking everything out. Blocking him from himself.

He wants to rest. Or, he thinks he might. Someone has told him he should, that's what it was, so maybe...

He reaches up and touches where the bag had bounced off his head. "Oh." He glances up at Bakugou and then back at his phone, typing a quick message goodbye before he climbs to his feet. "Sorry," he says softly, not sounding particularly quiet, just... distant. "I didn't realize what time it was," he explains, though he vaguely feels like he's maybe said that already, maybe to a different person, he can't remember. "I was losing track..." Bakugou stares at him for a moment, lips pursed. Taking in his posture, his appearance. His reactions. Examining him. Then, adjusting his bag over his shoulder, he manages a grunt. "'S fine. As long as we make it on time, I don't care. Come on," he adds, and motions for Monoma to follow him. "Let's get outta here."

As they walk, Bakugou continues to keep a close eye on Monoma. He should've known. There is definitely something he doesn't quite understand at play here, something he doesn't even think he wants to know about. How someone could go from Monoma had been acting earlier to this in such a short amount of time... It can't be possible.

It's like Monoma has become a completely different person. Not once, but twice. And Bakugou isn't quite sure about how he's expected to respond to it, how he's supposed to in the first place.

However, there's definitely one factor he understands for that, that being the distance gaze in Monoma's eyes. He remembers what it was like when he'd been like that, too — is still like, too, but not nearly as bad as before. Hardly noticeable, but there. Being out of the dorms for the first time in over a week is odd, like he's stepped out of this plane of existence and entered a completely new one... One that is familiar but not, one that feels new but he knows isn't...

"Hey," he says after a few moments. They're not too far from the assigned classroom now, barely going to make it on time. And he's certain it's just going to be the both of them the entire time, two hours of just the both of them sitting in an empty room... Gives me the chance to catch up on work, at least.

Then he realizes he still hasn't spoken. "You," he says, "have a lot of explaining to do. About what's going on. And I don't wanna hear crap excuses, you hear me?" Monoma is still rubbing that little spot on his head that Bakugou had hit. It's not like it... hurts at all, not really. More like he kind of wants it to. More like he's remembering something bad and remembers how it felt and is wondering how something could possibly exist as a sensation that doesn't feel as bad as that.  He kind of wishes it was hurting, or, still hurting, because then he wouldn't have to think about how it had hurt, which made no sense, but it's what's drilling-.. driving into him... Stealing every thought away.

He wishes he could rest somewhere.

"... Okay," Monoma answers quietly. For half a second, he almost blurts the truth out. It would've been easy to, like this. Though, he wouldn't have known how to start. There were videos, apparently, and he had them on his phone, a little treat that Toga decided would be useful for him once she'd returned the device to him. He could always show him. That seems easier than having to explain- no, but what had that Deku said? Did he mention any of his secret wants? His desires? Did it reveal what he was doing? What even brought him to that place?

No.

Better to lie about it. But what was he supposed to say? Toga had given him instructions on how to adapt. Deku had as well. He barely remembers them though. Something about being sick. Something about pills. Something. His head hurts, or, wants to hurt, and he can't stop thinking about that. That's probably a crap excuse, though, isnt it...? And he doesn't want to give Bakugou any grief.

They get to the classroom, and he's listless as he finds his desk. There's a teacher there to make sure that they are in place before they're left alone, which... Monoma doesn't like but also can barely concentrate on. He's still thinking about Bakugou's demands. He's still... having trouble... thinking about what he should say...

"... I guess... I'm not... feeling well," he mumbles to his desk, nails digging in lightly to where they're still pressed to his head. "And I haven't been, for a while... aha...." Bakugou sits at a desk several rows away from Monoma, merely offering a nod in acknowledgement until the teacher gets up and leaves the classroom; at which point he slams his bag down on the ground and then marches over to Monoma, slamming his hands down on Monoma's desk and gazing at him quite seriously.

"It isn't just that, though," he insists, the tone of his voice leaving no room for argument. "There's something else going on, isn't there? Something you're not telling me." Then, suddenly, it hits him — like a punch to the stomach, and he reels. It didn't have to with the other night, did it? When we...?

He shakes his head at that thought. No. This isn't about that. This is... Bakugou has never seen Monoma like this before. Never seen him in this state, closed off from the rest of the world... It's such a terrible thing to see in person, and Bakugou briefly wonders if that's what Monoma had seen in him during their fight.

He groans. "Fine," he says. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. It seems pretty serious." However, his volume rises slightly as he adds, "But you'd better be talking care of yourself, you hear me? If not I'll kick your sorry ass!"

With that, he returns to his own desk and sits down. Monoma blinks, staring impassively as Bakugou struggles through his words. It's almost funny, though he can't really find the humor in him to really laugh about it. It's... almost a lot of things, but nothing he can really place right now.

His eyes follow him as he returns to his desk. He finally brings his hand away from his head, folding his arms on the desk  before he lays against them, sighing as the cold surface presses against his cheek. He closes his eyes for a second before he's opening them again, turning his head to watch Bakugou settling into his seat.

"... You really care about me, huh...?" he asks slowly, his voice soft, almost fond. "Trying to make sure I take care of myself... that's kind of funny." His eyes close again, though he's not really tired... more just drifting. "Can't say I mind the attention, really..." Bakugou merely grunts in response, already reaching for his bag in order to pull out some of the work that needs to be done; and, being that it's been seven school days since the last time he was in class, it's quite a lot to catch up on.

"Well, you're going to have to get used to it either way," he responds at last, resting his face against one hand as he opens up a book and begins to gloss his eyes over the text inside. The words seem to blend together, blur and dissolve. Being that he hasn't slept well in days and he's currently sitting in a quiet, empty classroom, staying awake isn't exactly an easy feat. "We're going to be stuck with each other for a while."

Truthfully, Bakugou isn't too fond of the idea. Not after... what happened. His lips tingle at the memory and the hand rested against his cheek subconsciously clenches. He blinks slowly, taking in a short breath and urging himself to focus.

So he really doesn't want to talk about what's been going on lately, then, Bakugou considers, especially after the truth or dare game. It's almost like... he hadn't been there at all. He falls silent. Monoma's eyes flit open again. He's back to watching Bakugou quietly, vaguely trying to read his thoughts through the expressions passing on his face. He seems upset. Bakugou upset for him seems like a nice thought, for a little bit.

He sighs. "Is that such a bad thing...? Being stuck together." He shifts slightly, hair falling further into his face as he does. "I was kind of hoping you'd of grown to tolerate my presence just a little bit... considering all the time we've spent. ... Does it really bother you?" "Honestly," Bakugou replies, looking up from his reading and giving Monoma a brief glance before returning to the paragraph his brain refuses to let him pass, "I don't want to be around anyone right now." Not after the kidnappings. Not after the hospital. Not after Deku.

"You're fine," he adds a moment later, realizing he hasn't done much to answer the actual question. "There are worse people I could be stuck in detention with. That's it." Monoma nods a little. "It's going to make a funny story, in any case..." he sighs, talking more to keep himself from dozing off. "If people aren't already gossiping about it all. Us, alone..." He smiles vaguely. "In detention, of all places..."

Laughing softly, he sighs again. "The troublemakers of our year... That'll be something to write about in ten years, when we're both pros... hah..." Bakugou casts a side glance at Monoma, not at al appreciating the half-assed responses - but, then again, he supposes there’s been a lot going on with Monoma lately. The exhaustion, the distance… It isn’t as if there’s no justification behind it… Turning away, Bakugou returns his attention to the work in front of him.

“I get that you’re tired,” he says, “but you probably shouldn’t sleep here. If a teacher walks in and sees you napping through your punishment it isn’t gonna turn out well for you.” However, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t tired himself.

It’s silent for a few moments. Then he says, “Thanks… for the other day.” "Don't tell me what to do," Monoma mumbles out automatically. "Things aren't turning out well at all anyway, I hardly care..."

Then, shifting a little, he lifts his head, mimicking the way Bakugou has his head propped up against his arm as he stares him down. "Mm... you're welcome. I have to assume, since you're thanking me, that it helped a little? I'm glad..." He smiles again, still as vague and distant as everything else. "I do have to say, though, thinking about it... it was very unlike you. But, if it helped, it helped, mm...? Again..." His smile edges closer to a devious grin, albeit a weak one. "It makes for a funny story." "Yeah, I know," Bakugou replies, more of a mutter than anything. He grimaces at remembering his own actions, how vulnerable he'd made himself and how he must've looked, being in such a pathetic state. He hates it, the thought that anyone should be able to see him at anything but his best, his strongest... And yet... "It wasn't like me at all. I had... I had no idea what the hell I was doing."

I still don't, he wants to add, but resists. He shifts his gaze and makes eye contact with Monoma. "And it's not funny. It's stupid. It shouldn't have happened in the first place." He turns away. "I don't have time for that kind of thing. I need to focus on hero work and that's it. Can't believe I even managed to let myself get distracted for this long already." Monoma hums out a thoughtful note. "I think you like being distracted," he muses, voice lowering into a sly purr. "You at least realizes it helps. And you need the help, don't you...?" He  pauses, quieting long enough to wonder to himself what he was doing before he brushes the thought away, banishing it to that far-away place inside him that the rest of his identity seemed to have hid itself away in.

"Are you taking your own advice, Bakugou?" he asks. "Have you been taking care of yourself? You look tired." He's smirking now, snickering quietly. "Maybe you need more of my help, hmmm?" Bakugou doesn't flinch at the suggestion. In fact, he isn't even surprised. Rather, he lowers his gaze and, for what feels like the thousandth time, regards his bandaged arms, the unhealed burns that exist beneath them. From the fight. From Monoma. Not even Izuku had been able to do that kind of damage since their last fight, and even so... It's odd, how he enjoys them being there. How their mere existence affirms the strength that exists within Monoma, too, something Bakugou had grossly underestimated...

Kissing Monoma is different. Everything about Monoma is different. New. Refreshing. Unlike Izuku, who Bakugou's known for his whole life... He hardly knows anything about Monoma. He can't read him, predict him, and it's an exciting feeling, not knowing what the other is going to do next. He has to stay cautious, stay on his toes, and see what happens.

Regardless... Maybe, just this once, Monoma is right.

Slowly, Bakugou begins to push out of his chair. "Fine." Monoma's eyebrows raises. The scrape of the chair as it was pushed back seemed incredibly loud in the otherwise silent room, demanding his attention, and he blinks as he watches Bakugou start to rise up. "Hm? What? Really? Ha..."

It was the same as before, wasn't it? The way he flirts and teases, playing this little game with his words and never really catching on that he was actually, seriously trying - and succeeding - at lurking Bakugou in. That was a nice little feeling. A powerful one. His heart actually starts to feel like it's beating again, just a teeny tiny bit.

"... What if a teacher walks in? You can't exactly call this a punishment." Another weak, playful smile. "Unless that's what this is all really about. ... What do you think?" Bakugou, standing, glances towards the door. He squints for a few seconds, considering, before he walks over and clicks the button on the handle; subsequently locking them inside. "There," he says, and turns away. "Now nobody can get in. Happy?"

Then, walking towards Monoma, he stops at the desk in front of Monoma's and pulls out the chair, not caring about the sound it makes as he drags it. Though aware that doing this is only giving Monoma what he wants, he can't help himself. Possibly — probably — this is something he might want, too.

He settles it at the side of Monoma's desk and sits down, now only several inches away from him as he grasps Monoma by the shirt and brings him closer. Monoma almost wants to laugh as Bakugou locks the door. It's a nervous little giggle that burbles up in his chest, though he can't really place the reason why. Suddenly, he's claustrophobic.  Suddenly, his clothes are too tight, and his skin is suffocating, and there's no air in the room, and it's just him and Bakugou and all the thoughts and scars between them. His heart starts racing as he comes closer, and closer, and it's almost exactly like it was before, the way he's grabbed and simply pulled in.

He makes a small, fragile sound as their lips meet again. All over again, he's marveling at how soft they are, how delicately he's kissed, how this seemed to be the one thing Bakugou was still awkward and out of his element for. That especially was what was so addicting about it all.

It takes him a moment to kiss back. Truthfully, he's still feeling dazed, still a little disoriented, the memory of who kissed him last and how still sharp where it sat in his mind. But, after a few seconds of shock, he finally does with another noise muffled into the back of his throat, eyes slipping shut as their lips move  together. Bakugou's hands move instinctively to Monoma's upper arms, holding him there as he lists his head and deepens the contact. Mentally he memorizes the contours of Monoma's mouth, now they feel and how he kisses. It's frustrating, how Monoma can seem to do this so effortlessly, and Bakugou is only left with the sudden need to better him.

Eventually, he pulls away. He drops his head against Monoma's shoulder, letting out a breath as he works to, for the umpteenth time, regain his composure. It doesn't feel right, doing this with anyone but Izuku — because, back then, even if it had been a little awkward it was still them, they were both crap at this kind of thing...

"'S stupid," he says against Monoma, voice muffled. "I don't understand how anyone can handle it." And by it he means change, and how anyone could possibly manage to adjust when life takes a sudden turn — what the correct way to go about things is and what isn't. Just what to do.

He doesn't say all that, though. Instead he slumps against the other and manages an exhausted groan, wishing he could be asleep again. Anything sounds better than this. This was one of the parts he likes. When he can almost taste Bakugou's frustration and exhaustion nearly brimming past his skin, when he just stops and collapses into him. He likes how that feels, having his body against his. He likes being clutched on to. He moves automatically as his head falls against his shoulder, his own tilting towards him so he could plant a few kisses atop his head.

Then, he reaches up and wraps his arms around him, drawing him closer. It's a little awkward, and more than a little uncomfortable, what with the way their chairs are positioned, but he can't help but try and pull him in, as best as he can. His fingers dig a little into his back, the back of his shirt gathered into bunches inside his fists. Clinging to someone felt nice and bittersweet, a painful sort of comfort that honestly felt like it hurt more than it helped.

"... I don't think anyone can," he answers quietly, though he's not sure exactly what he's trying to convey. Maybe he's just thinking about breaking. Yeah. That sounds about right. It's the only thing he feels certain of in this moment, that the second he lets go of the boy in his arms, something inside him very well may shatter.

"..."

He kisses Bakugou's temple before he rests his head against his, sighing as he breathes the sweet smell of him in.

[afroafrofuturistfuture]

Switch Pt 7

A/N: Alrighty! Here’s part seven! I fell more in love with it than I thought I was going to, especially after writing that last part and I hope you guys feel the same. I really put my heart into this one, it was haunting me at work hahah. And I’ve decided to try and cap this out at 10 parts. So lets see when and how we get there. I’m on the journey too same as you guys. This part is a little longer but hopefully worth all that. And as always I barely proofread it.

Find the masterlist here

Synopsis: Pro Hero!AU, aged up, married and cheating. Deku picks Kami up and takes her home.

Warnings: Cursing (because I love cursing and Kami listens to Bakugo who loves cursing and Deku listens to Kami who loves cursing so we’re all cursing), 18+ content (MINORS, YALL GOOD, ON TO THE NEXT ONE), P in V sex, oral, car fooling, nakeyness, mentons of cheating, cheating

“Hey, Momo invited me to a movie and if I leave now, we can catch the next showing.” Kami was already grabbing her purse.

Katsuki shifted his eyes up to her. He was still working on his dinner while hers sat half-finished. He worked to chew and swallow so he could answer. “Oh okay. You want me to drop you off or-”

“Nah, she’s already on her way. She’ll be here in a bit.” She planted a kiss on his cheek, her fear catching up to her. This was risky, she had to admit. Having Deku pick her up at the restaurant in his distinctive car when she just told Katsuki that it would be Yaomomo. She had to be stupid but then again, she started to question why she cared. She already knew his secret. What would happen if he knew hers? 

Then it would be real, the voice in the back of her mind knew. And she didn’t want to deal with that now.

She headed outside and dashed around the corner for a bit more invisibility. She waited maybe six more minutes before her dark green ride rolled up to the curb. She hopped and spared a glance to the driver’s seat. 

“Hi!” He was grinning at her like he tended to do.

“Deku…” she started to laugh. “What the hell are you wearing?”

“I was trying to be sneaky.” He wasn’t offended. It was in fact the opposite. He started to laugh too at his all black outfit. He wore the hood of his hoodie up to try and shroud his face. 

“That doesn’t matter if Katsuki knows your car.” She was still laughing. “We gotta get out of here. Just drive.”

“So where did you want to go?”

She sighed. “It doesn’t matter.”

He peeked at her as much as he could. “Was it really that bad?” 

“It was a photo op. A fucking photo op. The paparazzi were there and he didn’t care that we were out together. He just wanted it to look good for everyone else.” She gave him a wry smile. 

Deku didn’t say anything. He found a street to pull over onto. He put the car in park and turned to her. “Kami, I feel like this is my fault.” His voice was soft and she could tell by the look in his eyes that he meant it. They were big, his brows pulling together. “I told you to go and try to have a good time. I really gave him the benefit of the doubt. As long as you’ve been together, I just thought-”

“It’s okay, Deku. I thought about it too. But it would really fuck this whole thing up if he figured out how to be a better husband just as I was getting close to you, right?” 

He softened, relaxing into his seat. “Is it bad that I want you closer right now?” 

“Not at all.”

“Come here,” he waved her over the console and reached for her. It was clumsy getting there but she managed to sit on his lap. He lowered the seat back some and she pushed his hood down. In the quiet tight space of the car, she gave him a shy kiss that he returned in earnest. His hands started to slide up her blouse and she found that her heart was beating hard against his chest. His hands spanned her middle and lower back, pressing her impossibly close. Already she could feel him stiffening beneath her. She started to grind herself into him and soon they were both panting, the windows starting to fog. 

“Wait, wait, Deku.” She shook her head, trying to pull back. “We probably shouldn’t do this here.”

“Even if it’s quick?” He was absolutely serious. She could see the desire in his eyes, hear the lowered pitch. “I was hoping to finish what we started earlier.” His hands shifted down and he squeezed her thighs. “You’re just so fucking-”

She took over his mouth again, making him groan in pleasure. His hands curved around to squeeze her ass and she moaned in return. She pushed against his chest. “Ugh! Really we shouldn’t. We can’t! Not here. So many people are out and the paparazzi were not far.” 

“Okay, then maybe my place.” He suggested.

“Your place? Are you sure? Isn’t Ochaco home?” 

“Probably not. She wasn’t home when I left.” He reached down and slid his phone out of his pocket to check. “She hasn’t said anything but I think it‘s worth a shot. We have hiding places.” He raised his eyebrows at her. 

She waited for fear to tell her something different, tell her this was a bad idea but she knew he wouldn’t do that to her, even as exciting as sneaking around made their sex life, he wouldn’t risk their exposure. So she said okay. 

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Their house looked like an actual home and Kami’s heart stung with jealousy. She’d been there before once or twice for the housewarming and engagement parties but it wasn’t so often that she was able to be here. It had been a while since she had been there and so the home was still basically brand new to her. She couldn’t tell it apart in the dark. Even just the outside of the mini mansion looked inviting with it’s teal shutters on the cream and white siding. The dark accents made the home that much more attractive. 

He pulled up into the driveway but did not pull into the garage. “Okay, I’m gonna check to see if she’s home. If she is, I’ll come back and we’ll go somewhere else but otherwise I’ll text you to come up to the door.”

She nodded and he set out to do as he said. It took a few minutes and she started to wonder how big must this place be. Then she started to worry. She was going to be sad if Ochaco really was home. But then her phone buzzed.

Deku: Come on in :)

She let out the breath she didn’t know she was holding and stepped out of the car. Before she could knock or anything, Deku was opening the door, his smile full of happiness and relief. “I told Ochaco to let me know when she would be home. She said not to wait up, so we have some time.” He shrugged and stepped aside to let her in. She couldn’t stop the little gasp that escaped. The home was cozy. The ceilings were low with white arches. Everything was closer than in her own home. The white kitchen was open and only a long counter separated it from the dining room and living room. The tables were white and the couches were teal. The space was clean but it felt lived in and warm. Not like her institutional and professional looking home. It was like a welcoming bed and breakfast after a long journey.

“Kami?” He reached out and took her hand, stepping shoulder to shoulder with her. 

“Sorry, I just really like your place.” She covered her face, feeling her embarrassment rise.

“Hey, that’s okay.” He came around to stand in front of her and he stooped forward to look her in the eye. “I’m happy about that. I wanted you to like it.” His grip on her hands tightened as he rested his forehead against hers. 

“You did? Why?”

“I haven’t shared my space with too many people really except my mom and Ochaco and well, I really like you. It’s nice for you to see this side of me. I know I made this space with someone else but I call it home too. Means a lot.” 

His words stunned her momentarily speechless. Her throat constricted with everything she couldn’t quite say, tightened with emotion. 

“Come on, let me give you the tour.” He tugged on her hand and led her around the corner behind the staircase. He showed her the den that was another quiet space with shelves filled with books. Across from that was their small in-home gym. She saw a tiny porcelain bathroom with teal shells lining the walls. He took her up the white wooden staircase and she declined a chance to see their bedroom but opted for the big hallway bathroom with the clawfoot tub in the middle and both guest rooms, one themed white, one themed teal. She took a particular liking to the teal one, lingering in the soft light of the bedside lamps, letting her toes curl and stretch on the colored carpet. 

“This is a great room.”

“This is where my guests stay. Well, my mom mostly.” He was shy, turning from her. 

She smiled. “That’s really sweet. I could just see Inko curled up in here, all happy to be visiting you. How is she?”

“She’s great, she’s seeing someone. I’ve checked him out thoroughly of course.”

“As a good son should.” 

“Of course. I’ll tell her you asked about her.” He was smiling easily at her now. For a bit, nothing was said. He kept his eyes on her. 

She started to feel self-conscious under his gaze. “What?”

"I want to show you one more thing."

He brought her outside to the backyard where soft lights littered the grass. Towards the back, there was a tent in the middle breaking up a garden of lavender. 

"Deku, what is this?"

"Come on," he took her inside. It was fairly simple. Just a small tan tent with a floor covered with various pillows. String lights lined the top giving it an almost magical feeling. "We put this together when we moved in. I liked the idea of a backyard tent more than she did so now we don't spend too much time in here. Now I come in here to think or be alone or whatever." He sat down and pulled her down with her. She sat right on his lap and he held her just the way he did in the car. She bit her lip so hard, it startled him. "Kami?"

She cleared her throat, blinked heavily. "Deku, all of this, all of you, is so incredibly sweet."

He gave her a sad smile. "That can't be true. It's not sweet of me to want to take up so much of your time."

"It's not a problem if I want to give it to you." She leaned down and brushed her lips against his. He sighed. As quickly as he exhaled, he was inhaling, pulling her in. He kissed her hard, fingers digging into the soft flesh on her hips. She moaned into his mouth, her tongue swiping over his. 

“Mmm, I wish you were still wearing that skirt,” He mumbled between kisses. She felt him twitch in response to the memory. 

She unzipped his hoodie and slid it down his arms, feeling the thick corded muscles. He wore nothing underneath it. “Me too, but I wasn’t going to give Katsuki the satisfaction and now I’m glad I didn’t,” she grinned.

“Oh wait, me too, then.” He grinned back and pulled her blouse over her head. He reached for the back of her bra but then paused. “Is this-is this okay? I know we’re outside and I don’t know when Ochaco will be home and-”

She pressed a thumb to his bottom lip and he gave her his rapt attention. He stared up at her with those big green eyes and she felt like she was falling into warm oblivion. She stroked his cheek and he leaned into the touch, his eyes closing. She kissed him softly and pulled back to look into his eyes again. “Deku, everything is perfect.”

 His hand curled around her neck, pulling her in for another hard kiss. His other hand made quick work of her bra and before she knew it, he was pulling the straps from her shoulders. His fingers tickled down her arms leaving goosebumps in their wake. She curled into him, pressing her breasts to his bare chest. Smoothly and swiftly, he was turning them, laying her back onto the pillows. His eyes traveled quickly over her body. “Beautiful,” he mumbled before pressing his face into the crook of her neck. His lips grazed over her skin from her shoulder to her earlobe while his fingers worked to unbutton her pants. She helped him along, lifting up to shimmy them down. She worked on his sweats next, pulling them quickly from him. Again, he was wearing nothing underneath. 

“It’s like you were ready for this.” 

He laughed. “You texted back and I was just getting out of the shower.” He slid down her body, pulling her panties down as he went. He knew he couldn’t completely lay flat in the small space, so he lifted her hips up, bringing her up to his mouth. 

“Holy shit,” Kami quivered. The angle amplified the intensity for her. She’d only ever seen stuff like this done in porn and couldn’t believe he was doing it to her now and that it was actually working. She was getting devoured by him. He had been traversing the desert for days and she was a fresh drink of water the way he was latched onto her. “Oh my God, I think I’m gonna cum so fast.”

“Mmm!” He hummed, reaching down to grip her breast, fingers rubbing over her nipples. 

“Oh fuck, right there, yes!” She held as still as she could as he pulled out her orgasm with his tongue. When her spasms ceased, he gently laid her back down. She sat up to pull him to her. “Come here, fuck.” She stroked his length as she kissed him. He almost faltered, his arms giving a little bit. He turned his face, shuddering into her strokes. 

"Baby, let me fuck you." He pleaded. 

She whimpered, opened her legs wider and guided him into her. He nearly collapsed in relief. She shifted to laying flat on her back and he covered her body with his. He was panting in her ear, pushing into her. "So fucking good. I don't know how you always feel this good but you just feel so-"

"-fucking amazing," she finished for him. She wrapped her legs around his back.

"Hah," his sweet mint flavored breath washed over her face as he whimpered at the new level of deepness she introduced. "I love this." He was bottoming out, eyes rolling back. 

She latched onto his neck, kissing, sucking, licking. Her nails raked over his back. He was clenching, hips snapping forcefully. 

"Kami...fuck…," he stretched the word, matching his release. His head hung as he tried to catch his breath. He rolled off of her but took her hand in his. "You wanna take a bath with me?" 

"In that big ass stand alone tub? Hell yeah!" She rushed to get up, pulling a laughing Deku with her. 

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She didn't think she'd ever been this relaxed. The tub was deep. The water was the right temperature, just teetering on hot. She was resting back against his strong chest. Their breathing was almost in sync. His arms were resting around the edge. They were in complete silence aside from the occasional movement of water. He'd been quiet since they came in though and she started to worry. 

"Is everything okay?" She tipped her head back in an attempt to look at him. She could feel him chuckle. 

He tilted his head and brought her face around so he could kiss her. "I should've married you." He said, sighing. He rested his elbow back on the edge of the tub and leaned his head on his fist so casually while her mind and heart were doing sprints. "I mean," he continued, "who knows if it would have worked out and who can say if you wouldn't have gotten tired of me like Ochaco did but I do know that I'm having fun. The most fun I've had in a while. I've loved every minute of this." 

She giggled nervously. "You would get tired of me. I don't have enough drive for Katsuki. I'm boring and I'm just content to be where I am, what I am. He's not."

He turned her face back to his solemn one. "Kami, all I want, all I ever wanted, is just for you to be happy. I would never tell you how to do it or look down on you for the path you choose. You're perfect, as is."

She felt like she was melting. She was grateful for the heat of the bath for making her cheeks already pink so he couldn't watch her turn red. "Thank you, Izuku." 

He smiled and kissed her again. "Any time." For a moment she forgot who she was, what they were doing and why they weren't supposed to be doing it. Until Deku's phone started to ring. 

"Fuck." She hopped up out the tub quickly and dashed to her own phone. It was after midnight? Where did the time go? She dried herself off as he talked to his wife. God, his wife. What was she doing? But the answer was clear to her and she didn't let herself think about it. Not as he lied to Ochaco saying he was at the store so he could bring her home. Not as they playfully chased each other out to his car. Not as they blasted one of their favorite songs on the drive. It wasn't until they were sitting outside of her house and he leaned over and rubbed his nose against hers in an Eskimo kiss and then sighed that she let the thought come to the forefront. As he kissed her and told her to text him, she let the thought roam free and run wild to see what it felt like. The thought slotted in a place in her mind that told her it was true. The thought, that she was falling in love with Izuku Midoriya, was ringing clear with certainty and there was nothing she could do about it. 

[drakenology]

Their S/O is shy. With Bakugo, Todoroki and Midoriya!

author’s note: HIIII! So I got this idea from work today. I’m a shy, reserved person in real life and I imagined a headcannon where y/n was an uwu girl. enjoy! I’m going to do the Bakusquad next time. 

warnings: suggestive themes, light violence, fluff, and cussing.

Bakugo 

thinks you’re the cutest

teases you a lot. 

will smack the shit outta anyone who tries taking advantage of your kind and shy demeanor.

loves how your shyness comes to play in the bedroom; he likes trying to get you to loosen up a little.

Would butter you up with compliments and praises.

“I dunno what you’re so shy about. You’re fuckin hot.”

likes how he’s the complete opposite of you

VERY protective over you. 

You and Bakugo are out at a restaurant on a date. You’re looking through the menu to see what you want, not being able to decide between the burger or the quesadilla (yum!). 

“I think I’m gonna get the steak. What about you, babe?” Katsuki asked, peering over to look at your menu. 

“I dunno.. I think the burger sounds good. I think that’s what I’ll get” You say, sitting your menu down. Bakugo is staring down your dress, oogling at your ample cleavage popping out of the v-neckline. You notice his gaze, blushing profusely. 

“S-Stop it, Katsuki.” You say, covering up your chest with your menu. He smirks and runs his hands up your thighs causing you to fold your legs to try and stop the wetness coming from your panties. Even though you never admit it out loud, you loved when he groped and stared at you. It made you feel like the sexiest woman in the world. Katsuki grabs your chin and kisses you.

“You’re gonna get it tonight, princess.” He whispered in your ear. You blush as you notice the waiter coming your way, swatting Katsuki’s hands away from you. The waiter walked towards your table and sat your drinks down.

“Thanks. Ready to order, babe?” Bakugo looks towards you. You nod, feeling a little nervous to order yourself. You were very soft spoken, so ordering food was a bit of a challenge for you. But today, you had worked up the courage to order without Bakugo’s help. 

“Hi, u-um.. I’ll have the burger, please. Also could I get that without any onions? I’m allergic.” You say, looking down at your menu instead of at the waiter. 

“Certainly. And for you, sir?” The waiter said, motioning to Bakugo.

“I’ll have the steak please. Well done. I don’t like my steak pink. If I see pink, me and my lady are leaving without payin’, ya got that!?” Bakugo said aggressively. To anyone not knowing him, they think he’s being rude and difficult but you know he’s just trying to make the waiter nervous on purpose as a joke. 

“Yes, sir. Coming right up.” The waiter says, leaving in a hurry. 

“Katsuki, you’re giving the waiter a hard time.” You say softly, your voice sounding like a disappointed mother. He sighed, grabbing your hand and kissing it. 

“Alright, I’ll lay off.” He said, laughing. You two chatter about what you guys did for hero work that day, laughing and enjoying each other’s company until the food came. Finally, the food comes; the aroma coating your nose as you get excited to eat.

“Enjoy.” The waiter said dryly, clearly not liking Bakugo’s attitude. You both shrug it off and prepare to dig in. Bakugo seemed to like his steak but your burger had onions all over it. Even if you had picked them off, it still wouldn’t have been safe to eat. You sigh, poking at your burger in disappointment.

“What’s wrong? How come you’re not eating?” Bakugo asked, his mouth full as he wiped steak sauce from his mouth. You shake your head, not wanting to make a scene. He looked at your plate, seeing your burger teething with onions. He’s way angrier than you are, waving the waiter over to your table with fervor. 

“K-Katsuki, I can just take them off it’s not-” You’re interrupted by Bakugo, who isn’t having any of it; already knowing what you’re about to say. The waiter clearly didn’t like Bakugo’s attitude so he messed your order up on purpose because he noticed how soft-spoken you are. He didn’t chance fucking up Katsuki’s order because he knew he’d have a fit and probably kick his ass if he got short with him. 

“No Y/N, it is a big deal. Look at it! It’s got onions all over it. You can’t eat that shit, you’ll get sick even if you pick ‘em off. I’m givin that asshole a piece of my mind!” He shouts, still trying to get the waiter’s attention who was clearly ignoring you two. 

“HEY! I KNOW YOU FUCKING SEE ME. GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE, NOW.” Bakugo shouts. Oh god. The waiter rolled his eyes, walking over to your table.

“Is there a problem, sir?” He asks, not eager to help at all. 

“You’re fuckin’ right there’s a problem. What did my girl order, huh?” Bakugo says, standing from his seat. 

“Katsuki, please.” You say, tugging his sleeve trying to get him to sit back down.

“She ordered a burger.” the waiter answered with attitude. 

“Yeah, with NO ONIONS you idiot! GO TELL THEM TO FUCKING FIX IT OR I’M TELLIN’ YOUR BOSS AND YOU’RE FUCKED.” Bakugo yelled, grabbing the waiter by his collar. The waiter; scared out of his mind, is now sweating with fear. 

“V-Very sorry, sir. I’ll fix that for you right away!” The waiter said, running back to the kitchen to fix your order. Bakugo sat back down in his seat, going back to eat his steak as if nothing happened. The whole restaurant was staring at you both, you sinking into your chair from all the eyes on you. 

“THE FUCK ARE YALL LOOKIN AT!?” Bakugo yelled, getting everyone in the room to turn their attention back to their own tables. He looked back to you, seeing a frown on your face. 

“Don’t you think you went a bit too far?” You ask, crossing your arms. 

“Nope.” He said, feeding you some of his steak until your new burger came. 

“Nobody messes with my baby.”

Todoroki

is such a mom omg

just as protective as Bakugo (if not more)

encourages you to open up

supports your small wins (awww)

fucks the shyness outta you hehe

loves you and your shyness no matter what 

You and Shoto are getting ready to go out when you’re having a difficult time deciding what to wear. You had pulled out a few garments to wear; a red strapless bodycon dress that Shoto got you to accentuate them curves of yours or a simple bulky sweater and jeans. You were a little nervous to dress sexy for Shoto, unsure of yourself and your body not to mention all the potential unwarranted stares from others. You sigh and start dressing yourself in the boring outfit you picked out and sat down at your vanity to do your makeup. Shoto walked in the bedroom from your bathroom to see the dress sitting on the bed. 

“Why aren’t you wearing your dress, love?” He asked, concern written all over his face as he stood next to your vanity. 

“I-I just don’t want all the attention on me. I’m nervous. What if everyone stares at me?” You say, tears burning your eyes. Shoto takes you by your hand and leads you to the full body mirror mounted on the wall of your bedroom. He pushed your hair back and kissed your neck, running his hands on either side of your body. 

“You don’t have to worry about the stares. I’m going to be there to protect you, okay?” He says, sweetly kissing your cheek. You smile warmly and nod. He was right. You change into the dress and slipped on some heels to match, giggling at the praises and encouragement from your boyfriend as he reached for your hand to kiss it. 

“You’re so beautiful, baby.” Shoto said, taking a good look at your curves. He feels himself harden at the sight of you, involuntarily groaning as he pulled you close to him for a deep kiss. 

“How about we stay in tonight instead?” 

He was determined to make you open up... one way or any other teehee.

Midoriya 

loves you SO MUCH OMG

doesn’t care that you’re a little shy and soft-spoken

speaks for you when needed

stands up for you

loves to motivate you 

thinks you’re sinfully adorable

You and Midoriya are walking through the supermarket, shopping for food for your shared home. Izuku was always such a huge help, lifting all the heavy things and putting them in the cart or reaching for things that were too high for you to reach. You loved shopping with him and he loved it too because he could look after you and spend time with you at the same time. 

“Crap, I forgot we need meats for dinner tonight. What did you want again, Izuku?” You asked, looking up from your shopping list. 

“Pork, please. You always make the best pork curry, Y/N” He said sweetly, kissing your forehead. You blush and walk over to the meat department while Izuku gathers the rest of the ingredients for dinner. You stand in line with your number and waited your turn patiently. Suddenly, this big burly man comes out of nowhere and cuts right in front of you in line. You hated when situations like this happen because it was always so hard for you to stand up for yourself. You gulp and muster up enough courage to confront him...sorta?

“U-um excuse me.. I was ne-” You’re interrupted by the man shouting over you.

“Shut up, bitch! I’m in a hurry so why don’t you just wait a little while longer.” He yells. You’re shocked at how he spoke to you, clearly this man lacked manners. You stand there, dumbfounded and scared. You were so frustrated with yourself you’re brought to tears, wiping them away as you stand in line and wait your turn. 

“Bitch?” you hear a familiar voice repeat. It was Midoriya, standing beside you with your cart in toe. “You thought this woman was alone, didn’t you? Fucking coward.” Izuku walks towards the man, intimidatingly calm. The man scoffs until he sees Izuku’s face. The pro hero Deku was standing right in front of him and he was angry.

“H-Hey.. I had no idea okay? I’ll back o-”

“If it was me standing there would you have cut in front of me and called me a bitch?” Izuku asked, grabbing the man by his shirt. “You get off on bullying women don’t you, you spineless bastard? Think that just because your big and ugly that you can just push people around? People like you make me sick. Get in the back of fucking line before I lose my temper.” The man does so, glaring at you as he walked to the back of the line. You sigh in relief as your number is called, Izuku leading you to the counter with his hand on your back. He turned around and glared at the man who gave you a hard time one last time. 

“What would you like to order, miss?” The butcher said with a smile.

“Pork, please.” You sigh.

[collisiondiscourse]

on the wonder duo (part 1)

(BNHA Analysis Post Ahead! This isn’t explicitly romantic, but it is an analysis of the relationship between the two most popular characters in BNHA--Katsuki Bakugou and Izuku Midoriya. Split into two posts because I realized that this was gonna be long as HELL)

yall ever think about the fact that the wonder duo is perfectly set up in so that bakugou and deku together are the better version of all might?

bc like. ive been thinking.

everyone knows the win to save and save to win parallel. How they are supposedly two halves of a whole perfect hero (which, previously, was defined as all might)

but ever since bakugou and deku started working as one—growing together to win AND save and continuously reminding each other that they shouldnt try to do things alone, ive realized that its BECAUSE theres two of them that they surpass all might. its not a case of deku and bakugou both being 50% of an ideal hero, but rather i think that they are 100% of what all might SHOULD HAVE BEEN from the very beginning.

as early as the AM v AFO battle in kamino, we see the effects of all mights flawed existence. the fact that he, the greatest and supposedly infallible symbol of peace, was destroyed—society had begun to collapse. there was suddenly no pillar to hold people together and the impacts were so severe that even in the latest chapters of mha it keeps on getting worse. the truth is, all mights biggest mistake was the burden he placed on his own shoulders

with bakugou and deku... its different.

its different for them because down to their attributions, they seem like two halves of a whole person.

i think that the wonder duo are going to surpass all might because of the fact that they work together.

@bakugoukatsuki-rising @svpercraigus @tybee​ @isaustraliaathing​

(batshit crazy and conspiratorial essay under the cut !)

1. Complementary Colors

I’d like to first preface literally everything I say by the fact that I am not an expert analyzer or literary major in any way. I am literally just some random fan on the internet who has wayyy too much time and looks wayyy too deep into things, but here we go!

A common thing we see when we talk about bakugou and deku is the way they are... sort of an inverse of one another.

Down to the design of their features and the way they move, Deku is the obviously softer of the two. There’s an intentional contrast between the two of them, in the way that Deku’s drawn with round shapes and curvy hair and the way Bakugou is literally all spikes and half-mast eyes and rough muscles. Bakugou’s movements too are languid and showy, with the way he leans when he walks and splays his legs and kicks open doors. Katsuki, in a casual sense, is loud and dramatic. 

Deku on the other hand s finicky. He jitters when he walks and he’s often fidgeting and mumbling. Comparatively, the aura he radiates is energetic and frenzied, even self-conscious to a point unlike Bakugou’s calm and confident movements.

the point is, there’s a clear difference in how either of them are designed and what exactly they are supposed to represent. They utterly complement each other down to the way they behave and even their main colors (red-orange and blue-green) being literal complementary colors.

Now, moving to my more ungrounded points, this is quite a bit of a stretch so I’ll try as much as possible to make sense of these with hyperlinked sources because. yeah.

Down to their names, I think Deku and Bakugou both symbolize something deeper. I think that the way Hori expresses characters and what they’re meant to do is something that we have to pay close attention to when we talk about the Wonder Duo’s rise to success.

Izuku Midoriya (緑谷 出久), as some of us may know, does have an interesting meaning when broken up. According to a lovely fan translation of his name, ‘Izuku’--while not an actual name used commonly in real life--means to ‘Come out’ or ‘Long time’. ‘Midoriya’ on the other hand means (Midori) ‘Green’ and (ya) ‘valley’. The translator further pointed out that his first name ‘Izuku’ could be a reference to him being the first legendary hero to come out of the long-running All Might Era. (or, if you’ve been reading @/bakugoukatsuki-rising’s posts, the first significant anime protag in a long while to come out as queer, ppfft)

but that isn’t my focus right now.

We know that Hori LOVES telling stories with names, and more often than not in the BNHA universe, names alone tell us a lot of things about the characters. When referring to Izuku’s last name, Midoriya, it’s important I think to step back and realize that hey, maybe there’s something more to Green Valley than just the fact that his motif is all green.

After searching for a lil on the specifics of green valley, I’ve found out that across many cultures, the colour green and valleys in general tend to represent life. From dream analysts, to Christianity, and even old Taoist teachings, valleys are seen as areas of fertility and escape. They are seen as safe havens and often escapes for people to come to after running away from bad circumstances.

(Sound familiar?)

Deku, in essence represents life and peace. He represents being the “salvation” that the world in BNHA needed. To me, it sounds like Horikoshi is trying to say that he is the long-awaited hero in the sense. The one that people can feel will create a society that feels safe for everyone after years of All Might just saving people from themselves as a band-aid solution.

On the other hand, we have Katsuki Bakugou (爆豪 勝己), who’s name we commonly know means (Katsuki) Winner and (Bakugou) Explosion Master. He is essentially, the champion. The power. His name means success and power and all the things that make up winning.

When putting them side by side, it then becomes increasingly... interesting to me how their names almost perfectly slot into All Might’s save to win and win to save mantra, and how they are both quintessential parts to what made All Might as a hero.

2. Hero Too!

Now, I’m not even gonna really TOUCH much of what happens in canon. If you want me to do a step by step breakdown of their arcs in regards to the plot of manga and anime, feel free to send me a gratuitous ko-fi tip so I can pay for the headache I get after trying to organize my thoughts into word vomit.

What I WILL talk about on the other hand, is the subtle shift both of them slowly have in regards to how they look. Bakugou and Deku, while growing up, seem to have MANY many parallels--but before I elaborate on all of that, I wanna talk about something else.

Detour: Deku’s Red Shoes 

We all know the iconic symbol being Deku’s red shoes. For all his life, save for some outfits like his hero one, we see Deku more often than not wearing his signature red sneakers which have become a running joke in fandom.

But the funny thing is, in Japan, red shoes seem to have an interesting connotation.

In 1922, a popular Japanese nursery rhyme was written, called “Red Shoes”. The interesting part to me about this song was the symbolism that, in my tiny pea-sized brain, I could connect to the story of BNHA.

The story goes that there was a little girl with red shoes named ‘Kimi’. She was from Shizuoka prefecture (which, if you didn’t know, is most likely where Musutafu supposedly is) and was raised by a single mother. When she was young, her mother had to entrust her with a foreigner under the impression that they would give her a better life in America. The stranger is a man named Charles Hewitt (who was described to have blue eyes) and supposedly took her away. 

The singer of the song (supposedly the mother, but some argue it was written from the perspective of a childhood friend) believes that Kimi is happy and living a better life away from them, when the reality of the situation was much worse. The young girl with red shoes in actuality had Tuberculosis, and thus the foreigner whom she was entrusted to had left her to fend for herself and eventually left her to go to America while she died alone and orphaned.

“When I see red shoes, I think of her.”

A very interesting story with very interesting implications indeed.

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Anyway, moving on to the more... “nuanced” and connected parts of this section, I have every reason to believe that Bakugou and Deku were simply MEANT to be working together down to how they dress. Now, I’d like to discuss their hero costumes.

At the start of their series, using these godawful pics for reference, it’s clear to see that neither of them seem alike in any way--reflecting the dissonance in their relationship at that point in canon.

ough. deku why. (yes we know why its because you love your mom you stupid little bunny <3)

Anyway, we see an immediate gap in how the two of them are. Deku’s first costume is one that reflects how he treated his dream of being a hero. He was still in that childlike idolization phase, the one where his dreams and aspirations were hinged on pure feelings and inspiration from All Might. Katsuki on the other hand was a lot more tactical--professional to an extent. The gap between their respective development with their quirks is something that is clearly felt in every fashion decision they’d made.

(Notice how Deku’s green is a lot brighter and less like the green accents Katsuki has all over his costume.)

As time progressed however... their costumes changed. The colors, the silhouettes, the practical functions, most things.

(Deku’s Gamma Costume and Bakugou’s Winter Costume used respectively)

we begin to notice a few similarities.

As the show goes on and we see more evolutions of their costumes, it almost seems like they begin to look like a matching pair. Deku’s green grows darker and almost teal in nature, while Bakugou’s orange is veering towards red territory. This is important to note because red-orange and blue-green as I said earlier were complementary colors as compared to simply orange and green. The minute shift is something I really wasn’t quite sure was intentional, but something I find interesting to pick up nonetheless as the colors they used to accent their costumes begin to match up.

Secondly, I think and important thing to note is silhouettes. The way that both Bakugou and Deku’s costumes are designed follow a lot of parallels that typically we don’t see with the rest of 1-A. For one, they both have a combination of tight long-sleeved tops with a bulkier set of bottoms. They also share the use of utility belts and metal pieces typically worn around their necks. Deku has his bunny-eared hood that mimics All Might’s hair, while Bakugou has his orange and black explosion ear-pieces that mimic his own quirk.

i don’t think any other people in class 1-A match each other as subtly yet strongly as these two. Uraraka and Deku and Bakugou and Kirishima do come close however.

“But Codi, you fucking knob!” I hear you plea. “This is such a reach and tells us practically NOTHING!” And yes, I’m inclined to agree with you! You’d be sort of right in the idea that this is a reach. Maybe I am looking too much into this, and maybe it really isn’t that deep--but I do think that them subconsciously matching outfits means something quite brilliant.

In the way that their costumes are designed, each aspect of either outfits have a very logical explanation. The changes were strategic and made with their fighting styles vividly in mind, so what that tells me is that BECAUSE these costumes are so complementary or similar in nature (Bakugou’s reinforcing his arms while Deku reinforces his legs), these two are implicitly showing the audience that their combat styles are complementary as well. 

The evolution of their design choices and similarities tell us that even unknowingly, their minds line up in strategy on the battlefield--a clear exhibit for why they would be INCREDIBLY POWERFUL as a Hero Duo to begin with.

When I look at their hero costumes side by side, I see a mirror. I see the way that these two are reflections of each other and are strong where the other isn’t. The point I see in BNHA repeatedly is that EVERYONE HAS A WEAKNESS. Nothing is infallible, regardless of how hard you train or how powerful your quirk is. Everyone will always have a weakness, but the significant difference I see when fandom discusses the future of Pro-Hero Society is that the new generation is finally raising itself to be RELIANT on each other. 

Observing their fighting styles and the simple use of their quirks, its obvious that they are indeed two parts of a whole hero. Bakugou, who’s quirk emphasized his arms and hands and the power that comes from it, while Deku who’s quirk now emphasizes his legs and lower body and the way he’s always running to save people.

IN CONCLUSION:

As they become heroes, it is easy to assume that if nothing else, Bakugou and Deku will cover each other’s weak spots (especially when you consider the way Deku probably won’t be able to keep using his arms with the way both the anime and manga are going...) (also chapter 285, anyone?)

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Part Two: Interactions, OfA

kofi || commission details

[mydekuacademia]

Deku nsfw alphabet please?

My bb BOY

A: Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He is wonderful at aftercare! The second he catches his breath, hes running to the bathroom to get a damp cloth and to throw a blanket in the dryer to warm it up and make your as comfortable as possible. After youre both cleaned up and huddled under the warm blanket, he cuddles you for at least a couple hours

B: Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner)

His favorite body parts of his own are his legs. Hes self conscious of the scars on his arms, and he knows his legs are strong as hell since he transitioned to training them more. On you, he loves your chest, boobs or nah. He adores kissing your chest and lightly tracing the contours

C: Cum (Anything to do with cum)

He is a safe and responsible hero, so he prefers to use condoms. Plus, he cant imagine that the feeling of cum dripping on/out of you is terribly pleasant

D: Dirty Secret

He secretly wants you to dom the hell out of him, but hes way too shy to ask. You know hes a switch, but he tries not to make it obvious how much he likes when you take control

E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

The most experience he might have is some heavy petting and grinding in a past relationship. Hes come a long way since UA though, so hes more comfortable with himself and his partner.

That being said, he knows what hes doing. He absolutely researches techniques and positions and stuff before getting intimate with you

F: Favorite Position

He likes cowgirl, missionary, and lotus mostly. Pretty much, he wants to see your face to make sure hes doing everything right (also, access to your chest :) )

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

He can be a little goofy, but hes mostly prettt serious. The most he would do is crack a joke about how awkward it is to change position or something similar

H: Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

The carpet does indeed match the drapes, just a little darker.

The first time yall had sex, he wasnt trimmed at all. To be fair, he wasnt expecting it to happen. After that, though, he was neatly trimmed

I: Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Hes so intimate you want to cry omg. Hes constantly whispering in your ear how much he loves you, caressing your cheek, placing soft kisses on your lips and forehead, checking to make sure everythings alright, etc

J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He usually masturbates twice a week or so. Sometimes, hes too shy to ask you to help, or he knows youve had a tough day and just want to chill, so he takes care of it himself. Hell juat duck into the shower for a quick wank and join you in bed afterwards

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He has a massive praise kink. He l i v e s for being told how good hes doing and what a good boy he is. He also lowkey enjoys roleplay where youre a civilian that needs to be rescued and hes your savior.

If he ever tells you about his desire to be dommed, he would LOVE to get pegged

L: Location (Favorite places to do the do)

He prefers the bed, but hes also comfortable with your couch if youre too comfy to move

M: Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Mostly, midoriya gets turned on by how much he loves you. A small peck turns into making out turns into sensual sex. He also might get flustered if you wear something tight-fitting or revealing

N: NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He absolutely wont use his quirk or do anything to hurt you, not even spanking. Also no degredation, humiliation, bodily fluids, etc

O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He prefers giving over receiving. After some practice, he becomes a GOD at giving oral to the point that he wants you to come in his mouth before getting to the main event.

He enjoys receiving, he just really likes pleasing you first and foremost

P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

99% of the time, hes more slow and sensual. Sex, to him, is more of an act of love than just getting off. However, if hes had a rough day and is frustrated, he'll pick up the pace a bit

Q: Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Not a fan, tbh. He wants to take his time with you. That being said, if you really, really want one, he'll cave. Hes absolutely going to take his time with you later, though

R: Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)  

Izu isnt huge on risks. Hes down to experiment, sure, but he doesnt want to get caught. He might actually die if somebody saw you two like that

S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

With as much training as hes done, he has so much goddamn stamina its insane. If he really wanted to, he could go /several/ rounds, each lasting a long time. Hes not gonna overstimulate you though

T: Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He's too shy to buy anything for himself, but hed use it if you gave it to him. Hes most likely to enjoy a strap-on if anything

U: Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He only teases you if hes in a really playful mood. Normally, he wont tease because it makes him feel mean

V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He can get pretty loud sometimes, especially when hes close to cumming. Hed let out a deep groan/moan and the occasional curse and maybe cry out your name. Aside from that, his moans are loud enough for you to hear, but not loud enough to worry about the neighbors hearing

W: Wild Card (Random headcanon)

He once found All Might themed condoms and bought them with absolutely no intention of ever using them, but he did end up using them on one occasion when you ran out if the normal ones. He couldnt look all might in the eye for weeks

X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Hes lowkey kinda packing. Slightly bigger than average with good girth. He didnt know it was anything special until you came along and told him

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Pretty average tbh, but he knows how to control his urges and only act upon them when appropriate and reciprocated. As i said before, sex to him is more intimacy than getting off

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not fast at all. He can stay awake for hours talking to you or taking notes or doing paperwork or whatever. Unless yall have sex just before bed, it doesnt affect his sleep schedule at all

[yumenosakiacademy]

metr0c0n 2k18 friday

diary 4 future me. cosplayed: tsumiki (sd/r2)

uh idk how to describe some panels due to barely remembering or not knowing how 2 word stuff so!! sry

okay so i arrived there early at like. 9:30 but apparently the con didnt open until 10 am? so i sat in the bottom floor lobby n played CR/went on tumblr until i went in and went to the bla/ck butler panel! ciel kept being dared to hug everyone, even ppl he hated like alois or soma n grell kept flirting w sebestian

then the bn/ha panel! they did trvia at first, n i think i got a question right, but didnt raise my hand so rip... anyway after short trivia they did the q+a and pr3s3nt m!c said he goes thru 2 cans a day w his hair n that he has endorsements w hairspray companies n later all m!ght said he was oth proud and disappointed in deku’s obssesion w him n i asked aizawa if any of the students ever vaped in his classroom n he said that the were rowdy

after that i walked around for a while n saw a momo (id0lish) n without thinking, asked 2 take their pic n they said they remember me from last year n they were apparently the momo i took a pic of last year??? haha whoops i was just Excited. i also saw a rei while talking to a tsumiki+nico n i was like “thats a yumenosaki uniform omg r u cosplaying ens/tars/into ES” n they said yes they were supposed 2 b rei but their friend had their wig but we were talking abt ES n i cant rly remember a lot of the convo but they said they only rly disliked eichi n i think they liked rei n ritsu n switch? anyway, also around this time, i was climbing the stairs n a fancy dre/amer jane was like ‘hey uh, are you looking for someone named x?” n i said “no...?” n they realized they got the wrong peron n apolgized n left but later i saw them again n asked 4 a pic n apparently their dress was $200 holy shit.. it was a rly nice outfit tho aa. 

then i went to the hs panel! not much to say tbh? stuff happened, questions were asked n all, yknow. kanaya n rose came in fashinoably late but the kanaya was pretty aa. they got asked abt vines n i remember the kanayas favorite was the “yall ugly” vine. aradias was “so no head?” roses was “we all gonna die someday” 

anyway, i went downstairs n stood arund then noticed someone that looked like 1st yr koga so as i passed them when i started moving, i asked if they were koga n they said yes n i took a pic of them (i didnt realize their friend was rei/fem!rei (i think) altho i slightlky wondered it but i had tunnelvision.. a onetrack mind...) n i was like “how r u doing in the event?” n they apparently dont play the game, but they’re into ES n i said “oh!” n i asked their best boy n they said keito or [someone i cant remember] n i said oh cool and i stan rei, since im thirsty, and chiaki n idk the rest of the convo, but they told me there was an ES person in the artist alley n i immediately ran off to go find the artist. then i found an iruma w an arashi in their itabag n complemented them on it (n also said arashi is valid) n their friend had a tsukasa itabag n we talked abt ES for a minute and i asked them abt the button artist.

then the v0ltr0n panel! again, dont kno what 2 say, but it was p funny! “what’s yalls favorite ship??” “we all swore, the Castle” bhrghrt. then i meant 2 go 2 the su panel after the v0ltr0n panel bc it ended at 5:20 n the SU panel ws ongoing after it but i just Didnt. 

so i walked around the dealers room again n saw someone w a tsumugi itabag n i was like “their hair looks similar to tsumugi r they cosplaying tsumugi?? either way, ill complement them on their bag” but they Were cosplayng tsumugi like i expected n they said they were glad 2 b recognized n that tsumugi doesnt get enough love n i got a pic of them n we talked abt ES n they liked the natsume strap on my bag n they also like the oddballs, bc i mentioned i have all the oddballs on my  bag except shu n i learned the ES button person was the same one that made the buttons? they showed me a lil tori figure keychain they got n it was cute... idk if we talked abt much else but Yeah. i also ran into the rei n they found their wig n i was like “u got ur wig? nice! im proud [idk why i said this? i think i meant it in an ‘i believed in u!’way??]” n asked them n the dia they were w for a pic, and also ran into one of my tumblr friends n they had such a cuuuute outfit n they had a lil v!ktuuri charm AND a super cute clear keychain n i was like “MY EFFING BOY.. WUV” but we talked 4 a minute which was fun!!

then the v0ltr0n “opration whats goin on” panel! the operation was apparently that lance couldnt speak english thruout the panel but i knew a bit of spanish so i could kno some of the words but anyway i remember they all T-posed n i think they got asked a vines question too? yea! i remember at some point the kieth threw their starbucks cup in rp anger or smth (it was p much empty) but some of it got ont he carpet n everyone was like ‘KEITH...”

then i coudnt walk around the dealers room bc it was closed so i walked on the con floor n some person was walking around w a large speaker n they put on “Take On Me” n a bunch of us started a chain of people following each other doing that weird dance run that goes w that song n we went all around the con floor, up the escalators, up the stairs, circled around 3 LL cosplayers, went back down, went all the way to the game room, did it in circles around the middle floor of the game room, then the person changed it to “Nevr Gonna give u up” n said we all just got rickrolled but we continued the chain/conga n just danced along to it and motiond to others while lipsyncing all the way back to the middle floor area w the music then the speaker person put on the macarena n i did it for a minute b4 worrying abt my wig n getting tired so i walked around the area then stood near a corner n started reading a hypm!c smut fic then later sat down near the next panel room i was going to go in n finished it

then the dd/lc panel!! i was on my ipad 4 some of it oops sry but they were talking abt who’s best girl n what was it like for monika to delete the others n they got asked the meme and vine question too n they all T-posed as well n there was a kid in the audience who rly loved natsuki n monika n gave natsuki a hug b4 they had 2 leave b4 the panel ended n it was cute... someone tried 2 play your reality on an ocarina, yuri said f*ck, n sayori yeeted a pencil aiming 4 the center aisle of the room but it hit someone but yea Fun Timez

i left a few minutes early to go to the g0rillaz panel but apparently they had 2 cancel so i called my dad 2 come pick me up n saw my tmblr friend again nwe talked abt kp0p n con stuff then they left n i went to the game room 4 a sec but b4 that i saw kenyan n joked w him n called him a furry but how i met w hhim was that he was at the post near the game room (the badge check) n as i walked past he said “i told ur dad id watch over u it’s okay” or smth like that n i went “...excuse me? i dont know you.” but then i realized who it was n went “oh.kenyan sry hi” n he was like “yea, u do, iplay pathfinders n dnd w ur dad in 2 days....” and i said “in our house ur labeled as a furry” n said he should cosplay his furry characters

anywway after a while (i just sat down n waited) dad picked me up!