#BNHA idea

[fandomprompt]

Bnha prompt

Fuyumi Todoroki is done. Her family is constantly being hurt and she is done being kind. She is done taking everything.

No one expected her breakdown to kill the number one villain though

[meguyummy]

chat what do we think about reddit snark reader x fanblogger izuku?? you're such an asshole hero hater (you have your reasons! or maybe you're just bored yolo) and he won't stop dickeating and dming you arguing "heroes aren't all bad!' and ARGGGG you hate him!! so bad!! but then you meet irl and aww he's kinda cute woah! then u both find out the secret identities..

[bnhaaizawaideas]

So, its been a while huh?

BNHA has come back into my brain full swing, and with that it brings new ideas and brainrot!

I'll be putting the idea under a Read More so I'm not clogging up anyones pages lol. Below, is a prompt/outline/drabble(?) of Aizawa Shouta if Buckshot Roulette existed in My Hero Academia.

Buckshot Roulette

Right out of graduation, Aizawa was basically homeless. Sure, hes a pro hero now, but the pay is low and its more convenient to just live out of his sleeping bag in alleys or under bridges. But even then, he needs money to buy food, replace his hero costume/scarf, and pay medical bills. Money he just doesn't have.

During a mission, he stumbles upon a really seedy club. Rumor has it that there is a game and a dealer, just barely on the right side of legal. A game that has a massive payout, but a massive risk, as the player's life is their wager. Underground this game is known as Buckshot Roulette, or Buckshot more simply.

At this point in his life, Aizawa has little to live for and even less to lose. This is still in the depths of his depressive spiral after Oboro's passing several years prior, and is quite possibly the lowest point he's been at to date. With his only support system -his friends Hizashi and Nemuri- firmly cut out of his life, Aizawa takes a gamble and decides to play.

The Dealer's quirk is simple. So long as they are in the confines of the same room, The Dealer can prevent someone from dying (including themself) via revival and rapid healing as long as they are attached to a blood transfusion system. If the person dies a certain amount of times in a set range of time, or a different specific criteria (such as a round of the game), a defibrillator is needed for revival.

Aizawa plays the game, and wins. At some point he reunites with his friends, and starts to get his life together. Of course, if money is needed, Aizawa is willing to secretly put his life on the line again and again to keep his friends happy and safe. After many rounds and years of getting lucky, he manages to pull himself away completely and swears himself away from the seedy club where it all started.

That is, until The Dealer tires of his absence and decides to take matters into their own hands.

Of course, it's the students who get caught in the crossfire. Each and every one of them was silently taken from their beds in the dorms, bound by quirk suppression cuffs and thick, heavy chains with padlocks to prevent any escape.

Aizawa is ordered to the club by a ransom note, and is offered a choice.

He can choose to play a game of Buckshot. If he wins, he and all the students go scott free with no debt to The Dealer. Of he loses, he dies and every student must play their own game of Buckshot for their lives. Or he can walk away, guaranteeing his own survival, forcing the students to fend for themselves and play their own games.

We all know what he decided to do. He's Eraserhead, the guy who has put himself in danger time and time again to save his kids. He picks up the rifle and begins.

As the game is played, Aizawa explains to his students generally how the game works, and which items do what. Being repeatedly shot in the head does not help with memory, so the students help him keep track of how many of each type of shell there is. Sometimes, as they get the hang of the rules, they'll even offer advice and calculations on the probability of certain outcomes.

After a long game of Buckshot Roulette, Aizawa Shouta walks away from the table victorious, with all of his kids (and a splitting headache) in tow. Metaphorically. In reality, they're essentially dragging him out the door because of all the blood loss and shots to the head affecting his balance and ability to walk and think properly once the adrenaline wears off.

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If I were to write this for myself, I would write out the whole game in detail, prolly with the help of the actual game itself. Feel free to use with credit, I've had this idea for ages and would love to see it a reality.

As always, likes do near nothing on Tumblr so I would really appreciate it if you would reblog this post if you liked it!

[stargirl230]

you’re my hero!

bnha doomed yuri was not on my 2024 bingo card

(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)

[justcubbystuff]

Omg. What if its in a BNHA Prince/Medieval AU where you are a princess and are wearing that dress. That night you had a ball celebrating your coming of age, you were now a full mature woman. You ended up going out on the balcony wanting to have some fresh air, away from everyone, from your father and the men who tried to get you as their woman. While that night, the king of Dragons, Bakugou, was out on a stride with Kirishima only to spot you out there. And oh you caught his eyes in such a red and beautiful outfit. Not that this was the only beautiful thing there.

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[kinjisroom]

quirk accident with moms!! de-aging

[shigarosie]

Izuku keeps cumming prematurely. It's to be expected, really, he was a virgin when you met and he gets worked up easily. You've never held it against him- in fact you find it pretty hot. He always keeps going, though it can be hard for him. Too intense. And embarrassing in his eyes. He's a firm believer in making your partner cum first. So you had to come up with something to help him hold off for a few minutes, for his sake.

That's how you end up on his lap, telling him to talk you through his last homework assignment or his favorite anime. He rambles through equations or plot points in extreme detail while you ride him, asking him questions to keep his focus off of your pussy and on whatever topic he chose. It works pretty well- he doesn't cum within the first fifteen minutes if fucking you, and you think it's hot when he rambles. It's a trait about him that initially attracted you to him in the first place. You love your nerdy little boyfriend and his rambling <3

[lilacgaby]

after the war, katsuki had amassed a fanbase. even in the school itself, he'd find himself being chased down every period.

saying he hated it was an understatement. he hated not only being followed and judged, but being late to his classes? that was the final straw.

you slammed your head against the desk in your now empty classroom. math was your weakest subject and you'd just failed another test..

with a 70%. oh, the horror.

deflated and upset, you sunk your weight against the desk. only to jump up in surprise as you found yourself eye to eye with bakugo himself.

"h--"

"be my girlfriend really quick."

"what?!"

he pulled you up with surprising gentleness, pulling you to the door and opening it, the dozens of eyes staring at you. more specifically, staring at the way bakugo's hand was intertwined with yours.

"my girlfriend doesn't appreciate your bullshit. and neither do i."

he pulled you with him, walking you down the hallway as you heard the groans and grievances of his fan girls. he finally stopped in front of the stairs, letting you free your hand now moist from his sweaty palms.

"uh.. if you help me with this shit, i can tutor you or whatever." he had a hand behind his head as he now looked into your eyes.

you barely needed to contemplate it. spend time with your crush and get your grade up?

you stuck the pinkie of your hand out, "i'm in!"

he scoffed, a soft smile on his face as he intertwined your pinkie in his.

little did you know, you had him wrapped around your pinkie in more ways than one.

full ver!

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[herbarimoon]

Here with you

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[fandomprompt]

What do you think the repercussions are for faking quirk?

Just imagine, this girl who grew up with quirkless best friend, who’s quirk allowed her to read peoples statistics, the opening parts you would see for a player.(name, age, special abilities, i.e. quirks, etc). This girl had to watch her best friend be bullied and ostracized until eventually her friend died at the tender age of 12.

Now, this little girl gets transferred to a new classroom and sees a boy who is quirkless. Do you think in her head she might think, ‘I can save him’? Her quirk is something people automatically take as true. What if she gave him a purely mental quirk? Saying he had an analysis, or enhanced intelligence, or even just something like he could read body heat? It wouldn’t be that hard, and most people would probably take her word as gospel and think he got this diagnosed.

I kind of want this character now. Someone write a fic where a girl with this ability meets Izuku Midoriya as a kid and is like “I need to protect this guy.” so when she starts going to school with him, she gets really upset when the teacher calls him quirkless and says in front of everyone.

“Why are you lying? His stats say that his quirk is enhanced intelligence/analysis.” And she successfully gaslight the entirety of the people that know him into believing that he has an analysis quirk that was just never noticed, all while Izuku either goes along with her, or is steamrolled into agreeing.

Bonus points this is a world where Izuku’s doctor is the Doctor, who works for all for one, and gets arrested not long after this whole fiasco starts, leading the people of Aldera to believe that he got arrested for lying and tampering with medical records, when he was actually in cahoots with a villain who was thought to be dead

[teaposee]

This will be fun ^^

1 / 2 / 3

[simpee9000]

Katsuki Bakugo who has a FAT crush on reader. Who he hardly sees around.

You're a healer mainly, so you're in general courses and train with Recovery Girl on the side. He only sees you when you're with Shoto Todoroki, your half sibling. (Endeavour had an affair and failed to get custody after some things were exposed.)

You met at a family dinner, Shoto dragging him and Izuku along. Bakugo took a liking to you, liking how sharp you were. Cutting into any detail while everyone waiting for your next word. Bakugo tried to respect Shoto, not wanting to cross any boundaries. But god, did he want you. You were everything he wanted in a person and more-

So after graduation he spent more time injured than not. Making you joke about him doing it on purpose. Eventually you realized that actually was the case. So with a little pushing, he finally caved and forgot about his friendship for Shoto entirely. Focusing on the way you felt against him instead.

Lmk if this is interesting! I'll write a story for it or something!

[eggsdrawings]

home visit 🏠 ft. shiketsu au dabihawks

[amkyor]

K. BAKUGO SHORT STORY ᡣ𐭩

Scarily Observant:

You had always joked that Bakugo wasn’t the most romantic guy. He didn’t shower you with flowery compliments or grand gestures, but you knew better.

His love showed itself in quieter ways, ones that made your heart skip a beat when you realized just how much attention he paid to you.

It started small—too small to notice at first. Like how he always handed you the mug you liked best when y'all had coffee or how he seemed to know exactly where you left you keys before you even asked.

“Lucky guess,” he’d mutter when you pointed it out, but there was no mistaking the faint smirk tugging at his lips.

Bakugo leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “Wear the green sweater,” he said casually.

One day, you were running late for work, frantically searching through your closet. “Why is everything I want to wear in the laundry?” You groaned, yanking hangers back and forth.

You paused, turning to him in surprise. “The green one? You mean the one with the loose sleeves I got last year?”

Your jaw dropped. “How do you even know that?”

“Yeah. You always wear it when you’ve got long meetings,” he replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

He shrugged. “You fidget with the sleeves when you’re stressed. Look, just wear it and stop making me late, dumbass.”

“Don’t overthink it,” he’d grumble when you called him out, his ears tinged red.

Moments like that kept piling up. He remembered every little thing you told him, from how you liked your tea to the name of your favorite childhood toy.

Once, you casually mentioned a song you used to love but hadn’t heard in years. The next time y'all went on a drive, it was queued up in the playlist.

But the moment that truly floored came during a quiet evening at home. You were curled up on the couch, flipping through an old photo album your mother had sent over. Bakugo glanced over your shoulder, his sharp eyes taking in every detail.

“That’s the bracelet you lost, isn’t it?” he asked, pointing to a picture of you as a kid, wearing a simple silver bangle.

“You talked about it when we first started dating. Said your grandma gave it to you,” he replied, almost nonchalantly. Then, with a small, rare softness in his voice, he added, “It meant a lot to you.”

Her eyes widened. “How do you remember that? I barely even mentioned it!”

You turned to him, overwhelmed by the realization of how much he truly paid attention to you. “You’re scarily observant, you know that?”

He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well, someone’s gotta remember all the stuff you keep forgetting.”

But deep down, you knew the truth: Bakugo’s sharp eyes weren’t just for battle or strategy. They were his way of showing love—by noticing, remembering, and cherishing every little thing about you.

FANFIC RECOMMENDATION:

Adult Bakugo x Female Reader

If the link does not work, use the username ᡣ𐭩

Wattpad: amkyor

[peachsukii]

In an attempt to swing back into writing...

For softie Sunday, I'm thinking about Bakugo and reader dating casually in their mid 20s - they both have been through past relationship bullshit and are hoping that this time, it would be different with one another.

It's been a few months, nothing crazy, but he's been working nonstop. Like, three to four days of back to back rescues, emergencies, and normal patrols that have him exhausted beyond belief. You two haven't had a lot of time to spend together recently, and he hates it. Running out the door in the middle of dinner dates or movie nights at your apartment, it ate away at him that his relationship was taking a backseat in his life. That’s how his last one ended, and he was goddamn determined to not let it happen again.

You had tried to tell him to go home and rest, but his stubborn nature kicks in and refuses. He tells you he'll be at your place by seven and that he'll just shower at your place to save time. Bakugo arrives at your apartment and the exhaustion is evident in his demeanor. He greets you with a gruff "hey" before coming inside, pressing a quick kiss to your temple before unloading all of his stuff to the floor. Your apartment is cozy as always, feeling like a second home to him in such a short amount of time. As you ask him about his day, he just grumbles something under his breath and shakes his head. “Be done in 15. Go pick a movie.”

Bakugo’s walking down the hall to your bathroom with his bag over his shoulder, and the way his body looks too heavy for him weighs on your heart. He works so hard, and yet, refuses to have anyone help him in return. It’s a bit impulsive, but you follow behind him. He hears your footsteps and shoots a glance over his shoulder at you.

“What’re ya doin’?” He asks curiously.

You take another step toward him and smile, a hand resting on his back. “Let me help you.”

He’s too tired to protest, to sleep deprived to use any of his default defensive mechanisms to shoo you away. He thinks for a second and sighs. “Alright.”

And it’s not like you two haven’t seen each other naked before — hell no. You do that any chance you get. But this? It’s different. It’s a new kind of intimacy being explored. The two of you strip down and jump in the shower together, and you can tell immediately that Bakugo’s unsure what exactly you’re doing in there with him. That is, until you reach around him and grab some of your vanilla scented body wash, lathering it in your hands and start to rub his shoulders. The emotion hits him like a truck in his exhausted state, fight or flight kicking in to run from this…but he doesn’t. Instead, he lets you massage the soap all over his body for him, eyes closed and the tension melting away as your hands explore every aching muscle.

Just when he thinks you’re done, you start washing his hair for him, too. A wave of unfamiliar affection drowns out his urge to swat your hands away as he focuses on the softness of your hands, how gently you scratch at his scalp and that it feels goddamn fantastic to be taken care of like this. It flips a switch in him, finally relaxing under your touch. Bakugo doesn’t even realize when you’re done until you’re titling his head back under the stream of hot water to rinse it out for him.

He’s not sure what good deed he’s done to deserve you, but he’s not letting it slip through his fingers this time. And who knows? Maybe he is learning how to love, and be loved, again.

[hotpotatopotat]

Post canon teacher Deku, now that he's a hero with his fancy new suit as well, can train his students like All Might did for him!

They're in for a rude awakening aren't they? 🤣