#Denki is from the hero's commission

[angst-king]

Right or Wrong

((this story is an Au where Denki is a commission kid like Hawks)) (CW this story contains mention of drinking, and neglect.)

“Denki do you mind staying after class, a few of us need to have a word with you.” Denki’s anxiety spiked visibly and Aizwa had to reassure him that he wasn’t in trouble though it wasn’t very helpful. All throughout the day he had been wondering what he could have done to need to stay after class and talk to more than 1 teacher! When the end of school bell rang he anxiously packed his bag and approached Aizawa’s desk.

“You wanted me to stay after class, s-sir?” Denki stood a foot away from the desk as he looked up at the pro hero. Hands down by his side shoulders back almost military-like in his stance. Shota nodded and walked out from his desk telling him to follow. Denki wordlessly obeyed fearing the consequences of asking what this meeting was for. Shota led him to a conference room where Principal Nezu, Recovery Girl, Midnight, Present Mic, and Hawks all sat.

“Oh Ersaser you sure brought him here fast, I’m surprised he didn’t run!” Nezu commented as he sipped his tea, Denki sure was fighting the urge to run away. Though he knew that he couldn’t do that he was too frozen to move without orders besides, they knew he had a track record for running away. He did it on the first few days of school, he hid from them as if he was trying to escape! Shota offered Denki a seat at the table which he took and nervously played with the bottom of his shirt.

“I’m sorry to make you so nervous with having this meeting Denki, but we’ve done some examining and reflecting and there are some things we need to bring up. I promise you are not in trouble.” Denki nods and tries to swallow the lump in his throat that threatened to choke him as he listens.

“You are a commission kid, it was very obvious when we received your files. Do you remember when the class had to take a test regarding your home life?” “y-yes sir” “well we got concerned when looking over your results. You say that your parents are hardly home, i understand that they are pro heroes. So let me ask this how many days a month are they home for more than 3 hours of the day?” Denki had to think about that and shrugged, he was usually cleaning the house or doing class work so he didn’t notice too much.

“I don’t know, I’m usually busy I guess.” “That’s quite alright Denki, you say you buy your own food correct? Is it food for the entire house or is it just snacks that you buy for yourself while your parents buy the majority of what you eat?” Denki shook his head

“I buy food for the entire house though they tend to eat out most times and if I do bring my own food I keep it in my room so they don’t eat it before I can.” “Where do you get the money from?” “they put money into an account for me and I just use the debit card they gave me.” “Do your parents ever ask you about school, or do they know about your time at the commission?” Denki shook his head again and folded his hands in his lap. He was confused as to why they were questioning him about his home life. His parents were pro heroes so they’d be busy right? Plus he was 16 so he was old enough to be alone for long periods. There were a few more questions that Denki had to answer such as whether had he ever been to a doctor besides Recovery Girl, and does he had an emergency contact in case anything were to go wrong. When he answered ‘no’ to both of those questions he could feel the pity in the room weighing heavily on him then Nezu gestured to Hawks.

“Denki I’m sure you recognize Hawks right? Well due to both of you having a similar background with the commission we asked if Hawks would mind stepping in as your life mentor or parental figure since you don’t have one.” That's when Denki’s eyes went wide. Why were they doing this? He had parents, they were just busy! He was doing pretty well on his own, he was keeping up with his homework even if it took him all day and night to complete it! He kept the house clean, he could cook for himself too! What more could he need?

“Look I know this is probably a lot to take in and we’re not having Hawks replace your parents. He is simply filling in a role that they aren’t putting the effort to even create. As of today, Hawks is your guardian.” “M-my guardian?” “Mhm, think of it like him being a parent that you don’t have to call ‘dad’ but he does all the things parents are supposed to do” Then Denki’s face went blank, weren’t his parents already doing what they were supposed to do?

“Wait wait. I don’t mean to speak out of turn sir but….aren’t my parents already doing that? They’ve given me a place to stay, no one hurts me, they work a solid job and all I have to do is go to school, train, keep up with the cleaning, buy food and clothes, and occasionally do some maintenance work on the house.” Hawks then spoke up in his leaned-back position in the chair he sat in.

“Hey kid, we’re gonna take things slow and figure out where I need to do my whole guardianship duties besides filling out permission forms.” “….wait…. a parent is supposed to sign those?” “yes…” “oh….” Damn, Denki had just been signing his parent’s names on them since they just told him to do that when they were busy. Maybe there were some things he didn’t know he needed. When the meeting was over, Denki headed out the doors of the school with Hawks in tow.

“Ey kid, you got anywhere you need to be?” “Hm? Just the store to pick up things for dinner tonight, why?” “I’ll come with you and I’ll pay,” Hawks says as he catches up to the younger blond, Denki furrowed his brows at this.

“Why, I’ve got my own money?” “I know but I wanna help ya cut down just a bit. I know you’re most likely not spending your money like crazy but, it shouldn’t be completely on you to get food. Besides, I wanna know what you plan on making” Denki shrugged and let the pro hero walk with him down the street and into the city.

“I’m just making chicken and shrimp fried rice, I’ve got the rice already at home. Made sure to buy that yesterday, I just need to buy some chicken and shrimp, plus some seasonings” “oh cool! Sounds delicious” “did you wanna stay for dinner, I don’t mind.” “hmm we’ll see, kid” Even though the walk to the store wasn’t very far Denki tended to get nervous in crowded streets and seemed to stay closer to Keigo. Keigo didn’t comment on this and just kept this observation to himself.

Inside the store, Denki kept getting separated from Keigo by fan girls vying for the pro hero’s attention. Denki didn’t seem to mind or care, he just went around like the pro hero wasn’t there. Keigo would apologize for the interruptions but Denki would shrug it off saying

“You’re a pro hero, it's part of the job. I’m perfectly fine on my own.” Denki wasn’t wrong he was very independent, Keigo could see that. He could also see that his confidence was fake and that he was unsure of how to act around people still, his social skills he been stunted badly due to the isolation the commission caused. He took this opportunity to observe Denki’s mannerisms, behaviors, and how he would react to things. When the shopping was finished and they had to go back out into the city he let the boy stay close to him as they walked. He used to be extremely nervous in crowded spaces so he understood the fear.

When they got to Denki’s place, Denki welcomed the pro hero inside.

“Welcome to my house, I don’t know if Mom and Dad are coming home tonight since its Thursday and usually they don’t come home till Monday maybe Tuesday” What in the hell were they doing for them to be gone like that?! Keigo knew good any well that was not their pro hero schedule and if so it wouldn’t be that long! Keigo bit his tongue and placed his shoes on the mat beside the door as he stepped into the home. He was surprised to see how clean it was, there were a few alcoholic drinks on the coffee table of the living room which Denki apologized for but besides that, it was pretty well kept.

“No need to apologize, kid just a couple of b-” Keigo paused in his tracks when he saw Denki gulp what was in them. He swallowed it down like it was nothing! Denki noticed his staring and replied

“ I don’t want it leaking in the trash bags, so I just drink what’s left.” “You could just pour it down the drain, Denki, you shouldn’t drink!” He wasn’t mad but he was very concerned by his casualness. Denki shrugged only giving back a “waste not want not” before heading into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Keigo as still flabbergasted about it. He looked through that house it didn’t feel lived in, it had nice furniture but it felt more like a show house. There weren’t many pictures or pieces of art, the furniture was beige and the environment felt cold!

As he looked around he heard music start playing, pop music playing from the kitchen. He peaked inside to see Denki dancing while chopping up green onions at the kitchen counter. He was smiling and singing along to the music playing through his phone as he cooked. Keigo didn’t want to interrupt and just leaned against the threshold and watched the teen have a good time. It was sweet to see him enjoying himself in his own house, to see him relax and not be so rigid or scared.

“You need any help in there, kid?” Denki almost jumped out of his skin when he heard Keigo speak as if he forgot the other was there! Keigo chuckled and apologized for startling him. Denki sighed and just waved him off.

“Nah I got it, I already got the rice and meat cooking, shouldn’t be long.” He answered nonchalantly, his eyes focused on the task in front of him as he went back to humming along to the music. The electricity user seemed so at ease and calm! To think he had only been released from the commission a few months ago. Keigo wondered what traumas lay beneath his relaxed facade.

Once dinner was done, Denki gave Keigo a bowl to serve himself and they sat at the table. He took note of how fast Denki ate and he knew it wasn’t just because he was hungry. Denki was shoveling spoonfuls of rice into his mouth while his other hand held the bowl close to his body in an almost guarded way.

“Hey slow down buddy, no one’s gonna take it from ya. I don’t want you to choke, okay.” Denki nods and swallows what's in his mouth and takes in smaller amounts of food. Hawks figured he could ask him some questions so he could gauge how his interactions needed to go.

“So kid, you have any hobbies?” “mhm, tattoo designing” That surprised Hawks, he asked Denki to elaborate on this.

“Well I just like to draw on people, though i mainly do it to myself in places people won't look as often.“ Denki turned over his hand to show a small ghost drawing on the bottom of his wrist. It was done in pen and looked cool even if it was small.

“Wow that’s so cute” “Thanks I have a few others in different places, but I also just like to draw them in my notebook when I can’t focus.” “that’s awesome you’ll have to show me sometime!” Denki grinned proudly at the pro hero’s interest in his hobby.

“I also like to do body modding like piercings” “Piercings?’ “Mhm, i have a few” That made Hawks look up at him fast, he had to get a good look at Kaminari wondering where those piercings had to be for him to have them! Denki then rubbed at his nose revealing a septum a small silver piercing, he moved his hair back showing two lobe piercings.

“I also have a belly button piercing, and I’m thinking about doing a tongue piercing soon” “When and where did you get all of that done?!” “Oh, I did them myself. A week or two after being brought home, i decided I wanted to change some things up. I did the ears first I waited a week in between those two, I did the septum piercing the same month as the ears, and then last month I pierced my belly button.” “Wait you did it all yourself?!” Hawks asked worriedly, Denki nodded, Hawks was bewildered by this.

“Y-you shouldn’t be doing that to yourself you can get an infection or something!” “I took care of that, i sanitized the things that I used, wore gloves, and bought good jewelry. So far everything’s healing pretty well. Besides I didn’t wanna go looking around Japan for places that to it. You already know the piercing culture here is limited.” Hawks sighed at this.

“Please just be careful, I don’t want you getting hurt or damaging yourself.” That seemed to make Denki laugh eliciting a

“Aaaw you care about me or something?” Confusedly Hawks nodded

“Yeah I do, I may not be your parent but still, I don’t want anything bad happening to you.” “oh you’re serious?” Denki looked back at him.

“Hell yeah I am, and no its not just because I’m ‘assigned’ to look after you. I took this opportunity willingly because I know what its like to not have anyone to guide you when you get out. People do stupid things…but since that’s the case, if you’re going to do stupid things you need to be at least somewhat smart about it.” “….so no piercing my tongue?” “let's wait on that okay, kid?” “Deal!”

After dinner Hawks offered to clean up the kitchen and pack away leftovers so Denki could sit down. He wasn’t actually upset with him over the fact he was piercing himself. He was just worried about the risks, but he also knew that it was a control aspect. Being in the commission your bodily autonomy would be completely stripped from you until you were nothing but their soldier, their puppet. They owned you and there wasn’t much you had control over. Being released had to be not only overwhelming but confusing since you now have to figure out how to be a person without much instruction. Well, he already knew Denki didn’t have anyone to teach him so he essentially taught himself! Hawks did too, he was still figuring himself out though the biggest changes were transitioning.

Hawks was a transmale, and when he first started his transition he was lost and confused and was changing everything at once to not only change himself into what he wanted but to cope with his new freedom! He did a lot of stupid things he pierced himself, stayed out late drinking, and picked up some bad habits. So he could sympathize with Denki and see why he was doing the things he did, he just hoped he could be the guide he needed.

[amadeness]

── .✦ Dating Bakugou Katsuki - general headcanons (x male reader, time-skip)

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It takes him an unbelievable amount of time to realize he likes you. But once he does, he’ll be extremely straightforward. (He believes it will be easier for him once he gets rejected.)

Somehow always secretly knew that he was into guys but decided to ignore it. He wasn’t really interested in relationships, to begin with.

He’s not gay. He just really likes you. A man. (His words. He doesn’t want to label himself.)

Invites you on a date but forgets to tell you that it’s a date and not just you two hanging out. Realizes in the middle of the night and then just casually drops: “Oh yeah, this is a date. I like you.” like it’s not that big of a deal. Gets upset when you stare at him in confusion after.

Might try to act romantic in the beginning, it’s what he always assumed relationships are about. But once he realizes it’s not working for him, he’ll drop it pretty quickly. (Doesn’t mean that he can’t be romantic on occasion. It’s just it only works when he’s not actually trying.)

Nothing is stopping YOU from being romantic tho, if you know what I mean. 

His love languages are food and fighting. He’ll try to feed you delicious food while complimenting anything you cook (unless you’re like… really bad. Then he’ll try to teach you.) 

Everything you two do is a competition. It was like that even before you started dating but now he doesn’t get as angry when you win, just pouty. He enjoys seeing you getting better at whatever you do, it’s also a great way to spend time with each other.

The big spoon. Feels like he’s keeping you safe like this.

He’s not easing his family into anything. He’ll just casually drop that he has a boyfriend at a family dinner and move on. The fact that it was after about half of a year of you two dating isn’t that surprising.

Will refuse to elaborate when anyone asks any following questions.

The squad had to figure it out on their own. Maybe after months of him acting weird, Denki accidentally crashes your date. Katsuki still refuses to say anything, so you’ll have to be the one to break the news.

Doesn’t really get jealous. Is more offended that this whoever thought they could take his place.

He really enjoys doing simple everyday tasks with you - think cooking, grocery shopping, and cleaning. Being a pro might make some of this a bit more complicated due to the possibility of being recognized in public, but that doesn’t stop the two of you.

Personally commissions matching pieces of jewellery for your three-month anniversary. A ring (that he wears on a chain around his neck) for him and whatever you prefer for you. Both pieces can be used as trackers in case of emergencies and are made from (almost) indestructible material. Will sulk if he sees you’re not wearing it.

── .✦ Pro-Hero!reader

On the fence about working with you. Seeing you and personally making sure that you’re doing alright is easing his anxieties. Sometimes he can get a bit distracted tho.

But don’t be mistaken. He knows how strong you are and that you can take care of yourself just fine, he probably wouldn’t be into you otherwise. That doesn’t mean he can’t be anxious.

You probably went to a different hero school. You first met during a joint training/license exam and when you guys graduated, you started working for the same agency.

He’s fascinated by your efficiency on the field and strategic thinking. Your first real conversation was him asking you to spar.

── .✦ Civilian!reader

Doesn’t matter if you have a quirk or not, he’ll insist on you learning self-defence and will teach you personally.

What attracted him to you was your fearlessness while facing any kind of danger. That doesn’t mean he isn’t angry any time you get in danger’s way without you needing to.

You two probably met during some kind of emergency. You did something stupid to help apprehend the villain or save another civilian. First, he screamed at you for being too reckless. Then he complimented you on your quick thinking and courage.

Later he found out that you frequent his favourite restaurant/bar and you started talking. When the squad found out, they decided to befriend you too and adopt you into the friend group.

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A power bottom. Wants to feel the maximum amount of pleasure but doesn’t want to give up control.

Nothing happens until he’s the one feeling it. You’re horny but he’s not? Great, take care of it on your own.

Your first time together was awkward. He refuses to talk about it in advance and just… believes that you two will figure it out as you go. The night ends with a ruined orgasm, bruise and one pouty blond.

After that, he was finally convinced to have a proper conversation with you. He wouldn’t look into your eyes the whole time, but he was surprisingly straightforward about his likes and dislikes, carefully listening to everything you’ve said.

Praise kink, but no degradation, please.

Bondage is also a big, non-negotiable no for him. As well as breath play. (both giving and receiving)

I think he’d be against consciously hurting you in general.

On the other hand, he’s really into leaving hickeys and edging. (giving)

Really into quickies if he’s the one initiating. He refuses to do it in any “weird” or unsanitary places but around the house? His favourite was the kitchen counter. (He was strictly against it at first but then it just happened and he enjoyed it a bit too much. He had to disinfect the place three times before he was calm again. Now he sometimes gets horny while cooking because he keeps thinking of it.)

Starts out rough and fast. The more rounds, the gentler and slower he gets, craving more affection.

Expects and loves aftercare, even tho he’ll pretend he hates it at first and that you don’t need to fuss about him.

Help to clean both him and the bed up before burying under the fresh covers together to cuddle and talk. Doesn’t matter if it’s about the sex you just had or about your day. He just wants to listen to your voice while lying on your chest and tracing patterns into your naked skin.

Will act annoyed if he can’t walk the next day but you both know that he wouldn’t have it any other way.

── .✦ (please excuse any mistakes, i'm not a native speaker)

── .✦ © all rights reserved to amadeness. do not repost or translate without permission.

[muzsmocsing]

MHA headcanons because the show makes me happy: part 2

This turned out sort of Bakugou heavy, I don't even like him that much but alas he's an interesting little guy. Like last time, if you don't like them or it clashes with canon that's okay. I can be wrong about inconsequential things sometimes. As a treat :)

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🌟 Tsuyu is autistic and does not mask at all. If you want a brutally honest opinion without aggression that comes from annoying Bakugou, Tsu is your gal.

🌟 Aizawa hates great danes. He's neutral about dogs in general, not his thing but people can like what they like. But great danes... They just don't sit right with his soul.

🌟 It does kind of bother Ojiro when Denki uses his tail as a fidget toy in class. But it seems to help him focus a bit so Ojiro doesn't have the heart to tell him to stop.

🌟 Thirteen has a program for troubled kids struggling with "villainous" quirks. They want to show people that if literal black holes can be used to do good in the world, so can any other ability.

🌟 Kirishima is a good singer but he only does it when he's alone. His singing voice is much softer than his speaking voice, and he thinks it's not manly enough. Bakugou knows this because he sometimes hears him practice Lemon Boy at night. He doesn't say anything about it though because he'd rather admit to Deku he considers him a good friend than jeopardize that experience.

- Welcome to the Bakugou interlude! One of these have a VERY brief mention of PAST domestic abuse, it's marked by this 💥 if you'd rather skip that. -

🌟 Bakugou got his passion for cooking from Auntie Inko. She'd always let him help with dinner when he stayed over, and taught him that cooking is a way to show love when putting it into words is too hard. Now he makes lunch for his friends every Saturday.

💥 Masaru is actually Katsuki's stepdad. Mitsuri managed to escape her abusive first marriage when Katsuki was four. After all the trauma, she found safety in the kind, gentle man that is now her husband. Masaru is endlessly patient with his son and Katsuki turned out to be 100% a papa's boy. And Mitsuki couldn't be any happier about that.

🌟 Not counting his boyfriend, Bakugou's closest friends are actually Ochaco and Denki. Besides Kirishima Ochaco is the only other student he considers a true equal. And Denki just kind of weaseled himself into his heart along the way.

🌟 When Bakugo is being particularly difficult Denki likes to call him a boomer.

🌟 Bakugou's worst enemies aren't the LoV or even Deku. It's Mina's neon pink and chartreuse zebra print faux fur collar dressing gown and Kirishima's 8-in-1 shampoo.

🌟 Pro hero Dynamight, famous for his smoky eye and sharp liner, has an alt skincare and makeup brand with violent names and edgy packaging but impeccable quality. His most recent release is the 3rd Degree palette, a collab with Shouto.

- That's it for the Bakugou interlude! -

🌟 Fatgum was VERY popular with both girls and boys in high school and all the "nice guys" were seething about it. He was a tall, funny, thick guy and the definition of a dad friend. He always had crackers or granola bars on him in case someone skipped breakfast.

🌟 Yaomomo takes commissions from her classmates if they want something made. She takes payment is in the form of chocolates equivalent to how much fat she has to burn to make the item, or based on how stupid she thinks it is. (She charged Denki 2 whole chocolate cakes for a maid dress.)

🌟 Hatsume is secretly working on a new hero costume for Momo. She overheard her confiding in Jirou that the outfit is cold and makes her feel exposed and vulnerable, so she stole some leftover scraps from Mirio's costume for studying and got to work immediately.

🌟 Even in his true form, Toshinori is freakishly tall. Endeavor, a full time beefcake of almost 2 meters, can just barely look the decrepit old man with turbo asthma in the eyes. And that drives him insane.

🌟 Toshinori thinks of his Allmight form as drag. When he lived in the US he explored all the things he'd missed out on living in a more conservative country and became a regular at the ballroom scene. The queens inspired him to camp up his hero persona to the MAX.

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Thank you for reading!! If you liked this you can check out part 1 here.

[serxinns]

Hero's await but a deadly fate...

Yandere villian au x reader (potential series?) This is a rewritten verison

A/n note: this is a rewritten and sort of continuation to the story "Heros vs villains" by @Msmimianime all the credit amd concept go to her so please support! They're making new stories!

Summary: y/n is a pro hero in her early 20s a few years ago she found out about her classmates, teachers, and even some of the students has been in on this as well and working with the LOV!! and now a few years later you are the guardian of Eri by the hero commission and also hide from your past and a bunch of psychopaths!!

Wake up....

You kept running with a crying distressed 6-year-old sobbing in your back wondering what was going on... you trying to ignore the protest from your classmates and running by the confusing teachers seeing you run but quickly chasing after you

Wake up..

your head turned back seeing your former classmate and friend Izuku and his gang who were also your former classmates chasing after you begging you to stop and let them explain their selves your teachers their quicks to retrain you midnight with her smoke, Aizawa desperately aimed his capture weapon towards the two of you and mic telling you to stop but you didn't listen to anything they had to say you just had one goal to run to the police..

WAKE UP

"Nagh!!" You bolted up awake you saw Eri already in her school uniform glaring at you "Uh...I'm sorry.?" "You have been twisting and turning in your bed for the past 30 minutes! We got 20 mins or I'll be late" Eri puffed her cheeks out "Sorry bud I'll get ready in a jiffy" You ruffled her head and went past her to get your clothes and take a quick shower "You had that dream didn't you?" You stopped in your tracks in silence looking back to Eri worried and concerned with a soft smile "Yeah..I'll probably take something of these nightmares don't stop" you said as you walked down the hall to take a shower

After a quick shower, you quickly put on your shoes and your work uniform made breakfast for Eri and you, and went out the door and into the car...

Timeskip cause I want to

When you to work a few people stared at you with pity and confusion and worry you were confused why until you looked at the news "The famous hero known as "a puppeteer" died at the hands of the villain Izuku Midoriya and his group called the "Dekusquad" at the back of the alley in the most brutal way to go too!" You flinched when you heard those names and pictures pop up on the screen

Ochako uraraka

Asui Tsuyu

Tenya iida

Shoto Todoroki

Momo yaoyorozu

Izuku Midoriya

You stared in fear knowing that they were still out there free...ready to get their hands on you ... watching "y/n.."...waiting.her .."y/n!" Taunting you like you were some kid and waiting to nab you and snatch you-"y/n! You finally snapped out of it looking around and it was your co-worker and good friend Mirko "you ok kiddo?" She looked at you concerned "yea yea! I'm fine I'm fine!" Her worried expression quickly turned into a smile "Great! Cause me and you have a new mission we're gonna do and it involves catching dangerous villains tomorrow"

"...what?" "Yep! These villains have been killing heroes from left to right" She dropped the files of each villain their crimes, the place they've been and went to when they killed their victims and victims' bodies evidence, and more each of them having the names you knew very well unfortunately

Katsuki bakugo

Kirishima eljirou

Mina ashido

Denki Kaminari

Sero hanta

Jirou kyouka

"They also have a group..?" "Yes a group just like the "dekusquad" are apparently and it seems like most of your former classmates and teachers, the most powerful 3rd years, and even some of the 1b teachers and his students, and the LOV is also associated with this as well.." You grabbed every file to observe to see if what Mirko said was all true and a sudden chill went up your spine.

Seeing all the names and pictures of your once best friends and mentors being monsters and people becoming their victims all because of your "protection" in their vocabulary, you flipped over each page on each file seeing the names "Mei hastune, Hitoshi Shinso, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Ibara Shiozaki, Aizawa Shouta, midnight, thirteen, present mic, and more it was so disturbing.. so sickening that they would do this just for you!?

The paper you were holding was crumbling up in your grip shaking in anger confusion in frustration you didn't know why. Why would they do this to you why are they hurting innocent people just for your thoughts and questions were running through your head "y/n.." Mirko grabbed your shoulder and looked at you sympathetically

"You know why don't you go home for the day it's already close to closing time.." Mirko said, "No really I do I can help nothing bothering me!" "Are you sure? Cause this seems like a very dangerous mission and you're already a tar-" "No I can do it im mentally and physically capable plus I trained with you and Hawks right beside me right?" The bunny hero sighed and looked straight at your face "I'll think about it but please get some rest.. tomorrow PLENTY OF IT" you chuckled and rolled your eyes at her stern tone "fine fine!"

You went out the door in your car humming to yourself unaware that an certain someone was watching you giggling to herself with cat like eyes

[queer-obsession]

on my bullshit again and thought abt if MHA characters (pro heroes) would hard launch or soft launch your relationship so here you go:

Izuku Midoiya: soft launch - he's definitely the type to take a relationship slow in general anyway and with his status as a pro he wouldn't want to just throw you to the wolves. His manager helps him out and after you've been together for honestly almost a year he'll carefully start stepping back from being single. If asked if he's in a relationship in an interview instead of "no" he'll say "no comment", he'll purposefully get caught buying something for you a couple times, he'll tweet a quote abt love, and eventually post a picture of him holding hands with you or hugging you where your face isn't visible, then his next interview when he gets asked if he has a partner he'll say yes and that's it, a few days later he posts a photo kissing you with your face visible and captions it with a simple heart

Katsuki Bakugou: No launch - He is a firm believer of it's nobodies fucking business so he just doesn't talk abt it. Eventually you guys would get caught by fans or paparazzi and he'd probably be like "yeah that's my partner got a fucking problem with it?" and that's it. Honestly people are to afraid to bring you up in interviews

Shoto Todoroki: Soft launch - he doesn't know the fucking difference but his manager would eventually want him to soft launch your relationship when people start to catch on so he does. He does the classics, gets caught buying flowers, posts abt love, takes a photo of a candlelit table for two, and eventually posts you two together. What the world doesn't know is that your actually the one that crafted all the soft launch posts

Kaminari Denki: Hard launch (by accident) - he can't help himself 😭 you guys probably planned on keep your relationship on the low for a bit longer but he accidentally mentions you in an interview or he posts a photo of you talking abt how cute you are and doesn't realize he did it on his main

Kirishima Eijiro: Hard launch - He can't shut up abt you. The second you guys are official EVERYONE knows. One day he just gets asked abt his relationship status and he just praises you for a minute straight and you only became his girlfriend a month ago

Mina Ashido: Soft launch - I think she would love crafting and organizing a soft launch. Taking fun teasing pictures and watching people in the comments freak out. She just finds it cute to soft launch and practical. She eventually posts a photo of you two together probably on a holiday with the cheesiest and sweetest caption. She defiantly planned everything with the idea of announcing your relationship on said holiday to

Keigo Takami (Hawks): Soft launch - He's a very high ranking hero and let's not forget that the hero commission helicopters him like a bunch of stalkers. your relationship would be a secret for a while, over a year 1/2, because of the commission. When they realize your not going anywhere and that the public is catching on they organize for his handler and PR team to soft launch the relationship. I feel like his PR team definitely built up a bachelor reputation for him so they have to soft launch to get people shipping you guys and not being as mad he's no longer single. Shit goes on for months, him getting caught buying gifts, getting caught at a fancy restaurant, his PR manger tweeting cryptic shit, organizing a fake paparazzi shoot where they "catch" him holding hands with an unknown person. Eventually he mentions being in a relationship in an interview, but he doesn't post you for another few weeks at his managers request so that people can "digest"

Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic): Hard launch - he doesn't really mention his personal life to much but his students know abt you and he mentions you on his radio show. He just casually mentions you one day and then doesn't talk abt you again for two months when he casually mentions you again

Aizawa Shouta: No launch (lowkey secret) - Another firm believer of it's no one's fucking business. There is no launch because your relationship would most likely be a secret. Never mentions you at work, is an underground hero, and a definite homebody. There was never any hope of any type of launch. Present mic is the only one that knows except maybe Midnight. Nezu knows to but he's a stalker

Rumi Usagiyama (Mirko): Hard launch - When i say hard launch i mean it. This women legit just makes out with you in public one day and that's it. The internet almost breaks because it comes out of no where for the general public. Never talks abt you because she likes the focus to be on her hero work but doesn't shy away from PDA and doesn't care if people know.

i hope someone finds this interesting 😭 reblogs appreciated ❤️ have fun down the MHA rabbit hole

[mintsbubbletea]

𝐌𝐇𝐀 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 - 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐬

Word Count: 340+ all of them

Contains: Gender Neutral Reader, cursing, babies, neck kissing, kissing, donuts.

Proof read and Edited

A/N: hey yall going through a rough time and would appreciate any donations or commissions on my kofi

Prompt: Y/n: Name, did you eat all of my powdered doughnuts?

Name: ...No.

Y/n: Then what's that white stuff on your shirt?

Name: Cocaine...

Momo

On your way home from work, you couldn't help but feel exhausted. It had been a long day, spent mostly at your desk, staring at the computer screen. Working under Endeavours agency meant late nights and endless paperwork. Finally, you managed to escape and hurried your way back home. As you stepped off the elevator onto your apartment floor, you reached into your bag for your keys. Inserting the key into the doorknob, you opened the door and immediately noticed Momo sitting on the couch, munching on something. However, as soon as she saw you, she froze. Closing the door behind you and taking off your shoes, you couldn't help but notice that she was hiding something.

You walked over and kissed her head absentmindedly, not paying much attention. Making your way to the snack cabinet, you were excited to finally indulge in the powdered donuts you had been saving for today. "How was patrol?" you asked, opening the cabinet door only to find that your donuts were missing. Gasping softly, you felt a wave of disappointment wash over you. Closing the cabinet door, you turned your attention to Momo.

"Babe, did you eat my last powdered donuts?" you questioned, looking at her. She looked back at you guiltily. "...No," she replied. You couldn't help but notice the white substance on her shirt. "Then what's that white stuff on your shirt?" you inquired. "Cocaine," she nervously laughed. Crossing your arms, you stared at her. "Momo, I know you didn't just lie to my face," you said firmly. "I'm so sorry, Y/n! I was hungry and there was nothing else I wanted. They looked really good, and I'm on my period, I couldn't help myself," she ranted, genuinely feeling remorseful. Unable to resist, you smiled and gently grabbed her face, shushing her. "Momo, it's fine. It's okay," you reassured her, planting a quick kiss on her lips.

She looked at you, pouting. "Are you sure?" she asked. You nodded. "Yeah, I can always buy some more. If you're hungry, you have to eat. I can't stop you," you replied. The next day, when you came home, you were surprised to find two cabinets filled with powdered donuts.

Mina

You and Mina decided to host a gathering for your friends every Saturday night, a chance to unwind and play Overwatch after a long week of hero work. It was a way for all of you to maintain your friendships and just be regular people for a while. As the game only allowed for five players, Mina patiently waited her turn in the kitchen while you, Sero, Bakugo, Denki, and Eijiro battled it out on the screen, determined to secure a victory.

"Y/n! There's nothing to eat!" Mina's voice echoed from the kitchen. "Uh, check the cabinet. I think I saw your chips in there," you replied, eyes glued to the screen as your team dominated the game. "Don't touch my donuts!" you called out, not wanting your precious treats to disappear.

After a few more intense minutes, the game finally ended, and your team emerged victorious. You stood up from your chair, ready to give Mina her turn, only to find her sitting on the counter, munching on your donuts. She froze when she noticed someone watching her. "Mina...did you eat all of my donuts?" you snapped, catching her in the act. She quickly stuffed a mini donut into her mouth and mumbled, "No," with her mouth full.

Crossing your arms, you glared at her. "Oh yeah? Then what's that white stuff on your shirt?" you asked, taking a step closer. Mina hopped down from the counter, feeling cornered by your accusing gaze. "Cocaine," she nervously replied before shoving you aside and making a run for it. "Y/N, I'm so sorry!" she shouted, attempting to avoid you. Without hesitation, you chased after her, while your friends remained unfazed by the commotion. "Guys, help me!" she cried out, sprinting down the hallway. "No way, Y/n will come after us too," Sero remarked, observing the situation.

Mina rushed into the room where the boys were, seeking refuge with Eijiro. "Eiji, please!" she begged, as you grabbed her legs and lifted her off the ground. Eijiro glanced at Mina and then at you. You shot him a fierce glare. "Sorry, Mina," he chuckled nervously, as you finally managed to pry her off and escorted her to your shared room. "No, Y/n! babe, please," she pleaded, as you shut the door and tossed her onto the bed. "Not so fast. You owe me," you grinned, pinning her down and planting kisses on her neck as she giggled loudly. "They better not fuck while we're here," Bakugo muttered in disgust.

Ochako

You and Ochako recently became parents to a beautiful baby, and you both decided to take a break from hero work for the next 6-9 months to fully enjoy this precious time with your little one. It was currently 3 am, and Ochako was taking her turn to stay up and care for the baby while you got some sleep. At 7 pm, you would take over so she could rest. Having a baby with Ochako was a dream come true, and you were grateful for the support and help from your friends, like Deku, Momo, Iida, Shoto, and Mina, who often came over to lend a hand and give you both a break.

As you were sleeping in bed, you heard your daughter stirring in the living room. You got out of bed and made your way to Ochako, who was sitting on the couch, holding your precious baby. She was trying to soothe her and make her sleep while enjoying a donut, which happened to be yours. "My love?" you called out from the doorway. Ochako froze and looked up, trying to hide the donut. She smiled, attempting to conceal her guilt. "Was that my last donut?" you asked playfully, pouting a little.

"No?" she giggled, rocking the baby gently. "Why does our daughter's face have powder on it?" you inquired, moving closer to your wife. "I did cocaine... yeah cocaine," she said, making you burst into laughter. "You did cocaine with our baby?" you teased, sitting down next to her on the couch. Ochako furrowed her brows and shook her head. "Wait, no, that's not... I'm sorry, Y/n," she sighed sadly, looking at you. You couldn't help but smile as you leaned in and kissed her softly.

"Don't apologize. It's just a donut. I could never be upset over a donut," you reassured her gently"Thank you," she whispered, resting her head on your shoulder. You wrapped your arm around her, pulling her close, as your daughter cooed in her arms.

"I love you," she whispered. "I love you more," you replied, feeling incredibly grateful for the beautiful family you were building together.

[kitthepurplepotato]

My weird roommate, Midoriya Izuku!

Alternative title: Midoriya Izuku’s weekly shenanigans!

Midoriya Izuku x Reader

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🥦Summary🥦

“So you are telling me that you lost your job and got evicted on the same day?”

Well, yes. You’ve never been a lucky gal and you are also quirkless. Jirou, your pro hero friend decides to help you out of your misery and give you an opportunity to live beside a mysterious man for barely any rent. The mysterious man is ends up to be the pro hero you’ve been obsessed with for ages! After a few days you realize that Izuku Midoriya is an absolute weirdo… in a really adorable way.

Week by week, the reader explores Midoriya’s weird habits and slowly falls in love with all his flaws. (Eww, so cheesy.)

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Genre: Comedy, romance (no smut, sorry! Might get a bit suggestive, but that’s it!)

General info and warnings (each chapter will have their own): swear words, blood, injuries, potential other hero ships, tooth rotting fluff and extreme amount of awkwardness. No real angst! Reader is 23, Deku is 25.

Other minor relationships in the story: Kirishima x Bakugou, Denki x Shinsou

16+ for safety!

About the author: English is the potato’s second language, please be kind to the potato.

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UPDATE: The story is now being translated to Vietnamese! Click here to read it! Thank you @izukuslittlekitty 💚

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Week 0 - Just go with the flow!

“So you are telling me that you lost your job and got evicted on the same day?”

“Don’t be so dramatic, Jirou. I still have a month to pack my stuff and I wanted to resign anyway. No biggie, really.”

Yeah, no biggie. The bottle of wine in your hand is only for pleasure, not to soothe your broken heart.

You’ve never been the luckiest gal if it comes to… well… anything. First, you were born quirkless, then you ended up helping your family financially for years after the family business went to shit, then right when you were about to be freed from the responsibility as your parents started a new business which actually made money this time, you lost your job and your really cheap apartment. You are not really stressed about the money part as you do have a side hustle; well, if you can call doing Pro Hero fan arts for commission a side hustle; and thanks to your upbringings you always made sure to have some spare money in the bank.

Your main problem is the fact that you just can’t have anything easy. Maybe you do have a quirk after all; one called “Forever Unlucky.” Quite a catchy name, actually, you might make a character based on this in the manga you’re about to draw.

“Bestie, I have an idea. I will sort out all your life problems. Give me one day.” The call cuts off and you are left alone with your thoughts. Oh, well. At least you can start your manga today… Or write a silly fanfiction about Deku being your roommate. You haven’t uploaded anything new to Tumblr in the last few months anyway.

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“I’m not going to beg you, but this is a really good opportunity. You should take it. You’re the only one I trust enough to ask. Take that as the biggest compliment of your life.”

Oh well, this is such a lovely opportunity indeed; Move out of your place and move in with a random guy you can’t even check on social media because Jirou is a secretive little shit and doesn’t tell you his name. This person is also a guy, if that wasn’t obvious. There are so many things that can go wrong, it’s actually ridiculous.

“Sounds like this is a really great way to end up in a ditch, Jirou.” You sigh. You know she’s just trying to help you, but this is shady business. What if the guy is a pervert? Or a murderer? Okay, a pro hero like Jirou wouldn’t hang around a murderer but this guy can still be a pervert.

“Y/N, I shouldn’t be telling you this, but the guy is a pro hero. You love pro heroes, right?”

“Well, I do love them, but until Grape Juice is in the business this doesn’t make me feel any better about this.”

Oh, little Mineta. The fact that he’s still alive and rocking is beyond you. The guy had more scandals than rescues in the last few months.

“Y/N.” Jirou tries his best to sound authoritative. “You don’t have a job, you have nowhere to live, your parents live in the middle of nowhere. You also wanted to take time off to make a manga and get rich and famous. I’m giving you an opportunity to basically live in a fancy ass apartment for free and all you have to do is take care of a fucking cat and pay electricity and water. I know it sound like a stupid fanfiction, and to be fair, this is one, but bitch, let yourself be lucky for once. If everything goes to shit, I’ll let you sleep on my sofa until you find a place.” Jirou takes a deep breath after saying all of this without taking a single breath.

“I’m taking your bed. For 3 months.” You negotiate, clearly about to make the riskiest decision of your life.

“Deal.” Jirou answers and your phone beeps. “Call this number for more info. He’s waiting for your call.” The phone cuts off again and you can’t help but freak out.

NOW?!

You really wanted to sleep on this, give it a second thought, make a plan, get your thoughts together but oh well, you really can’t have it easy, can you?

If this would actually be a fanfiction, it would suck balls; there’s nothing but phone calls, jumping from one person to another, and the plot is way too unreal to be believable. What a shame.

The main character is also really lame; she’s a 23 years old who still reads and writes fanfictions and she lives in a fucking bubble where being a mangaka is still a legit dream to have. *

*the one writing this fanfiction is 28, so in case it wasn’t clear, this part was supposed to be a joke.

You sigh and grab your phone to make the last phone call of the day; you’ll definitely turn that shit off for the rest of the day after all this trauma.

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“H-hello?” A shy voice comes through the phone.

As a pro hero enthusiast, you are absolutely ashamed of yourself; you have zero idea who the fuck you are talking to.

His voice is comedically high, his stuttering is absolutely adorable, but feels kinda fake; or is it the voice that’s fake?

“Hey man, Jirou gave me your phone number…” You are just about to explain your reasons for calling when the mystery man interrupts you with a high squeak. Is there a hero who’s quirk is being a rubber duck? With your luck, this is Grape Juice. Yeah, it’s definitely him.

“Yes! Y/N!” He squeaks again, this time, in pain. “Sorry, I just got back from patrol. I got hit by a quirk, so excuse my voice.”

Yeah, how original. The mystery man suddenly gets hit by a voice changer quirk right before a really important phone call, so this way the mystery man stays mysterious until the first, dramatic encounter. This smells extremely fishy.

“Let me guess, a random villain called Helium Man?” You ask, clearly not believing a single word. Is this really fucking Grape Juice lying about his voice to clear the suspicion?

“It was a child, actually. He wanted a picture and a hug but his quirk just manifested and he hit me with it by accident. I should be fine in 24 hours.”

Oh, a pro hero with a big heart who loves children and animals and stops in the middle of his patrol to hug a child? Yeah, sounds legit. Well, it really does sound legit, that’s something a hero would do. Fuck.

“Uhm, that’s a really nice story, yes.” You grumble, absolutely sure this is a stupid April fools joke. You can’t stop thinking about Mineta.

“Ahh, sorry to bother you so late at night with my rambling, I tend to ramble a lot actually.” A self deprecating laugh leaves the mysterious man’s mouth, and even with the annoying high voice, it sounds absolutely adorable. Fuck, are actually falling for this prank? “Long story short, I’m barely at home and my cat is really lonely and the flat is way too big for the two of us so I want to have a trustworthy roommate who can take care of the flat and my fluffy little son when I’m away. I’m not in need of money, hence why there is no rent and if it comes to the other bills, if you can’t pay them, that’s fine. I asked my friends to ask around in case someone in their close proximity is in need of a new home and Jirou recommended you. She spoke really highly of you.”

That was a really long short story for the fuck’s sake, but that’s fine. After all the Pro Hero Deku interviews, you are kinda immune to this kind of thing. You try to think about who else is prone to rambling in the hero world, but you honestly can not think of a single person.

“And if I understand this right, I won’t be able to pry any information out of you about your identity until I actually say yes and move in for… safety reasons?” You cut the bullshit for him and get to the main reason of your anxiety. The guy on the other side squeaks again.

“I’m really sorry about that. To tell you the truth, my name is well known in this country and I want to make sure the person moving in with me is not after my fame or my connections.” The guy says, then starts to ramble again. “I mean, there is no problem with someone being a fan of me or anything, it’s not about me feeling like a bigger person and not wanting to mingle with the crowd, I really don’t mind that kind of thing, I just want to make sure the person associated with me on such a personal level isn’t trying to use my name as a stepladder? Ahh, to be honest, these aren’t even my words, these are manager’s, she’s a little bit overprotective, because apparently I’m really naive if it comes to the real world… Ahh, I’m rambling again!” The guy makes another squeaky noise, clearly giving up on landing a good first impression with you. You kinda want to hug him.

“Well, I’m definitely not after your fame and it’s not like you are the number one hero Deku, so don’t worry too much.” You try to sound reassuring to calm the mysterious man down a bit.

“Do you not… like Deku?” He stutters, his anxiety obvious even without seeing his face. Is he also a Deku fan?

“Oh, I do. I really do. But I’m not sure Deku would appreciate me bringing a life sized cardboard cutout of his into his own flat together with my 10 limited edition figurines, then walk out of my room to get a glass of water in my Deku pajamas.”

“You can’t have 10 limited edition figurines, there is only 5 available.” The man giggles, and fuck, he’s adorable.

“Well, I have two of each. One in a box one without it, duh.” You roll your eyes, even though no one can see it.

“Fair play.” The mysterious man replies. At least your obsession won’t be a problem then. “So do you want to give my flat a try? I’m only home one day a week so even if you don’t like me, I won’t be too much of a bother to you.”

Fuck, you can’t say no when he sounds so sure you won’t enjoy his company. You don’t know this man but you want to show him he’s good enough to be your friend. If this is Grape Juice, he’s doing a really good job in deceiving you.

“Yes, I’m in. Please, don’t be a weirdo.”

This might not help with the guy’s anxiety, but for your own safety you decide to not tell this man that he actually made your heart race faster already.

“I can’t guarantee that, but I’ll try my best. See you soon, Y/N! Don’t be a weirdo!” He hangs up, his giggles getting more and more muted as he moves his phone away from his face to turn it off.

So let’s sit down and think about all the new information you got during this phone call.

This mysterious man has a high voice, apparently from a quirk related accident, but he might be lying to get brownie points.

He’s indeed a pro hero and a really well known one, which means he’s probably a UA graduate.

He knows Jirou and by your knowledge you are the only one in her friend group who’s not connected to her old schoolmates in some way, so this person might be an old classmate of hers.

This person knows what to say to make himself be more likeable but that doesn’t really mean much as Grape Juice is also really good at first impressions. His true self usually comes out after a few days, but until that point the guy is smooth as fuck, apparently.

Grape Juice also has a high pitched voice…

Fuck.

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You: It’s fucking Mineta isn’t it?!

Jirou: Did you call him?!

You: Yes! He sounds like Grape Juice in those interviews when the interviewer is hot! His voice was also high!

Jirou: I need more information, wait.

Jirou: I can’t believe I’m friends with someone so stupid.

I swear on Denki’s life, it’s not Mineta!

Pack your stuff as soon as possible, the sooner you move in the sooner I can laugh in your face when you realize how fucking wrong you were.

You can’t believe you are doing this. Who in their right mind would move in with someone they know jack shit about?!

Well, apparently that’s you. You might need to get another appointment with your old shrink as something is clearly wrong with you.

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“So, this is the building.”

“You are absolutely shitting me, Jirou.”

Today is the day. All your life is in boxes, your new place is a few steps away, your Deku cutout is resting under your arms because you won’t let anyone touch your husband with their filthy hands.

You almost drop the poor guy when you take a look at the area around you; this is the fanciest part of the city, nothing but skyscrapers with massive bulletproof windows; this area is so posh that people come here for sightseeing. You can get a massive mansion anywhere else for the price of one single flat in this part of the city. Only the biggest pro heroes and celebrities can afford this. You are quite sure you read on a gossip site about this area being the one where the top 10 probably resides.

That means, Deku might live close by. Or… he might be your neighbor.

Fuck, you are such a fangirl.

“Close your mouth and let’s go.” Jirou takes your free hand and pulls you into the lobby; yes, there is a massive lobby in the building just like the ones in fancy hotels. There is a fucking Starbucks in there, only for the residents which might sound absolutely ridiculous and a waste of money but seeing the size of the building (and the fact that the people living in it are loaded) they probably make enough money to keep it going without any loss. It might also be really helpful to the residents as going into a busy coffee shop while your face is all over the high street billboards doesn’t sound like the most pleasant feeling at 6AM in the morning.

Jirou waves to the guy sitting behind the lobby desk. The guy’s eyes scans Jirou’s full body; like literally scans it, sounds effects and all, then moves to you. He does the same thing and pushes a button; a massive door opens on the side of the lobby which leads you to a row of elevators.

“Mind to explain what just happened?” You mumble, while Jirou scans her fingerprint and presses the highest numbered button on the wall.

Fingerprints? Really?

“Oh, that’s Josh, he’s from America. He has an X-ray vision. He checks everyone new before letting them into the building, except the actual residents. I’ve been here a lot of times but he doesn’t like me so I get scanned every time since I tried to go up with a knife hidden in my boots that one time. I tried to tell him I left it there by accident, but he didn’t buy it.” Jirou sighs, like it’s a common mistake and to be fair, as a pro hero it probably was, but damn, these people live in another world for sure.

“But most pro heroes have weapons, don’t they?” You ask, really interested to hear more about this as it doesn’t really make sense to you.

“He doesn’t question it if you are in your hero suit, and he doesn’t bother the actual residents, but I was in my casual clothes and he was new back then. Don’t worry, you live here, you’ll be fine once he gets used to you.”

Well, you have a feeling that this Josh guy will be your new reason to feel self-conscious for the next few months. “Oh, also, remind Zuku to put your fingerprint on the system so you can use the elevator…” Jirou suddenly slaps her palms on her mouth.

“Zuku?” That name doesn’t ring a bell. Jirou let’s out a long, relieved breath.

“We are literally about to meet the guy, shut up and see it for yourself.”

That’s fair.

The ride to the 43rd floor is long and excruciating (it was 2 whole minutes!), but eventually the elevator dings in a pleasant voice and the door opens to a hallway with only one massive door.

This is the highest level of the building. And there is only one door.

“Does he live in a fucking massive penthouse?!” You literally shriek. Your little peasant ass can not process this shit. If buying a flat in this area was expensive, a penthouse is basically the price of a full office building. Whoever this guy is, he is loaded.

“It’s not that big actually, half of it is a rooftop garden with a pool and a hot tub, you’ll love it.”

“Oh, I see, so the flat is not a big deal, there is a fucking pool there instead, yeah. No biggie.”

Jirou is just about to give you a snarky reply when the door opens up; green curls poke through the small gap, shy and embarrassed from not being able to keep it in his pants and wait until the two actually knocked.

After a few seconds, he opens his door properly and…

The one standing in front of you is no other than…

“Pro Hero Deku?!”

The green haired hero scratches the back of his head, his self-deprecating laugh even more adorable than the last time; which isn’t really a surprise as back then he had a voice of a gummy bear high on crack.

“Uhm, hi, I’m Midoriya Izuku.” He waves awkwardly and comes over for a hand shake but you are frozen in place. This is not real. This is a fucking prank. No fucking way…”Can I take the cutout? I made some space next to my All Might one, they will be besties!” The greenette laughs awkwardly and slowly takes the cutout from you, looking at you the way you look at a stray, aggressive dog when trying to pet them for the first time.

“His name is Izu-Izu, Y/N’s husband, please treat both of them well.” Jirou says with a straight, but extremely red face and jumps into the elevator, her loud laughter resonating in the walls as the doors close on her.

This is the most awkward moment of your life. This just can’t get worse. You are on the top of the most expensive building in the country, in front of the hero you’re absolutely obsessed with since you first saw him in the UA sports festival. That said hero is now gently holding your fucking cardboard cutout of himself, looking at you warily, probably contemplating if he needs to take you to a hospital.

“Show me my room, I’m too mortified to speak.” You mumble, looking at a dark spot on the fancy marble. “There’s blood on the floor.” You inform the green haired hero like that’s a perfectly normal thing; and to be fair, it probably is in this household; and make your way after the hero.

You really hope the ground swallows you whole and you’ll never need to look into Deku’s eyes ever again.

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You: I hope your guitar amp short circuits.

Jirou: Rude.

… Next Part!

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Yay, I hope you enjoyed the first part!

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Random fun facts:

- I actually googled the average size of a skyscraper in Tokyo for this ficc and I also googled how long it takes to get to his floor, just to be “realistic.” 😂

- The whole voice changer thing was my boyfriend’s idea! We love a good, supportive boyfriend! 😂

- If you like the style of this story and you fancy some Reader x Bakugou Katsuki, check out my other ficc, Bakugou Katsuki’s daily Shenanigans! These two are basically twins.

See you in the next chapter! Reblogs, comments and likes are appreciated, they keep me going! 💜

[thesakuragarnet]

Playing With Fire: A Pro Hero Dabi AU (Future AU) Chapter One

THIS FIC IS 18+ ONLY!!!!! (Tags below Keep Reading Button)

Summary: Toya Todoroki was groomed his entire life to be his father's successor, only for it to backfire in Endeavor's face. Ranked in the top ten alongside his two closest friends, Hawks and Mirko, the 26-year-old BlueFlame Hero: Dabi is the bane of Endeavor's existence. For half a decade, the trio has been the topic of several scandals involving drugs, alcohol, and promiscuity as they splurge their fortunes on ridiculous parties. Pampered with support items and his family's fortune, Dabi is widely known for his impulsivity and douchebag attitude. However, after meeting his match in a random club, Toya Todoroki has no idea where his life is headed, other than that he wants to spend the rest of it with Sakura and their future children. Now, a year has passed since class 1-A graduated from UA, and, per the Commission, they all serve as sidekicks to various hero agencies (primarily those of Dabi, Hawks, and Mirko).

TL;DR Between pissing off his father, competing with his friends/rivals, trying to start a family, and running his own agency, Toya has absolutely nothing under control, especially his tendency to drink his problems away.

Word Count (of Chapter One): 2,552 words

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Tags for fic: Hero!Dabi, Dabi X OC, Bakusquad, Dekusquad, swearing, explicit s3ggsual content, drinking, drugz, Dabi & Hawks & Mirko are best friends, alcohol!sm, implied s3ggsual content, romance, add!ction, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, smvt, sw!tch Dabi, trying for babies

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Chapter One: The Introduction

The BlueFlame Agency was conveniently placed right across the street from the Endeavor Agency. After years of hard work, Daddy’s money, and not giving any fucks, Toya Todoroki AKA BlueFlame Hero: Dabi had built his own empire. He had been lucky enough to have Support Items that compensated for his complicated Quirk. With a body built for ice and a Quirk of raging fire, Toya Todoroki was the embodiment of self-sabotage. Here he was, twenty-six years old, in the top ten, with only two real friends: Hawks and Mirko. They were rivals that actually gave a shit about each other. Their agencies were all in the same city: Musutafu. It was a town with a large population, which meant more crime and villain activity. The three of them lived like Hollywood celebrities; they partied, they drank, they slept around, and the cycle repeated. They were always trying to outdo one another while simultaneously always having each other’s backs. 

When his little brother’s class graduated from UA, they were forced to be sidekicks instead of Pros first. The Commission wanted it that way. They were running out of reliable sidekicks, and heroes that gave their sidekicks respect. By training them as rookies and underlings first, they would have the humility and appreciation for their Pro standings as they rose through the ranks. Toya was offended when he found out Shoto chose Mirko’s agency over his own, but he was glad that he hadn’t signed up for Endeavor’s. In truth, Shoto insisted he only applied because it was where his friends were going. The main contenders of the famous “ 2110 Class 1-A” were split between Mirko, Hawks, and Dabi. The BlueFlame Agency housed Katsuki Bakugo, Mina Ashido, Hanta Sero, Denki Kaminari, Ejiro Kirishima, and Kyoka Jirou. Meanwhile, the Hawks Agency boasted Fumikage Tokoyami, Yuga Aoyama, Neito Monoma, Momo Yaoyorozu, Tenya Ida, and Mezo Shoji. Finally, Mirko’s sidekicks were Shoto Todoroki, Izuku Midoriya, Ochaco Uraraka, Tsuyu Asui, Koji Koda, and Mashirao Ojiro. It had been a year since they first began their careers as sidekicks, and many of them were becoming anxious and antsy, wanting to step it up a notch.

…

“He’s late for rounds…again,” Katsuki Bakugo snarls, drumming his gloved hands on his elbow. The sidekicks stand in line awaiting the arrival of their fearless leader: Dabi. They referred to him as many things amongst each other: Hot Topic, Dipstick, Daddy Issues, Shoto’s Psycho Older Brother. He was almost always hungover at every single rounds meeting, and it had been that way since day one. It was no secret that Toya Todoroki had a slight drinking problem that likely started during high school. He, Hawks, and Mirko had made several tabloids very wealthy with their luxurious, salacious parties. Toya had been in several interviews for being an openly neurodivergent Pro, but he hated every minute of them. Once he got away from his father, he stopped taking his ADHD medication. Mina thinks the real reason he stopped taking it was so he could drink as much as he wanted whenever he wanted, but no one really knows. One time, they all came back from a mission to discover him and Hawks contemplating snorting a line of coke, and it was unclear who was trying to encourage or discourage who. 

“I know he’s here. I saw his car out front,” Kirishima frowns, his brow furrowing as he stretches. 

“Maybe he passed out? Should someone go check on him?” Jirou pipes up as she takes off her headphones. 

CRASH!

They all immediately look toward the ceiling, where the sound came from. The floor above them housed Toya’s office. 

“OH SHIT!” Kaminari shouts, preparing to sprint up the stairs. Suddenly, more crashes echo from upstairs…followed by a distinct, high-pitched repetitive noise. 

“Oh…Oh God, really?! ” Sero cringes as he covers his ears. 

“OH NO! OH FUCK! SOMEONE GIVE ME SOME COTTON FOR MY HEADPHONE JACKS!” Jirou panics, her face paling as she squeezes her eyes shut. 

“Aw maaan. How did she slip past us?!” Kaminari whines, and Kirishima jabs him in the side with his elbow.

“Not manly thirsting over a taken woman, bro,” Kirishima shakes his head, and Denki shrugs. The noises get louder and louder, and, suddenly, it’s apparent that there are two separate voices: one raspy and deep, and one smooth and feminine. 

“Screw this. Again?” Mina huffs, her face turning red as she struts over to the stereo and turns the music all the way up. Unfortunately, it does next to nothing. Bakugo is the only one in the room with a blank, uncaring, unfazed stare, and everyone else looks wildly uncomfortable. It’s painfully obvious…Sakura’s here. 

…

The noises coming from both parties might as well shake the walls, and they can hear the sounds of shuffling furniture in the ceiling.

Inside the Pro Hero’s office, Toya shoves all his papers, keyboard, and phone line off the desk and unceremoniously shoves his wife on it, lying her on her back as he continues to thrust into her. Sakura’s unable to keep quiet as she scratches at the back of his leather jacket. 

“Watch the claws,” He grunts through his gasps as he continues to rapidly pound her. 

“Shut the hell up,” Sakura growls between euphoric moans as her eyelids flutter. Toya smirks and deliberately gives a particularly harsh thrust, making her wince. 

“You gonna keep being -ahhh- ah- a fucking brat ?” He groans, blinking hard to distract himself from the building arousal. He’s determined to break her first, or, at the very least, at the same time. 

“ Y-you’re the f-f-uuuucking brat,” Sakura spits back at him as she grabs a fistful of the black leather, pulling him to her and smashing her lips to his. He digs his fingernails into her exposed shoulders, and it takes everything in him not to rip off that beautiful purple dress she’s wearing. He’d love nothing more than to burn it right off and leave her completely naked, but they had a meeting to attend. It had to be quick. They’d been going at it like rabbits for the past five days ever since they got married. After all, that was the plan that his father placed on his shoulders. Find a strong girl with a strong Quirk. Get hitched. Have a kid. Carry on the legacy. That was his duty as the eldest Todoroki son. It only just so happened that he was actually head over heels for this warrior of a woman. Unlike his father, he married for love and lust rather than for power. They had dated for three years and were engaged for two. It was just by chance that they met. He was drunk off his ass at Hawks’ party, planning on just having a one-night stand with the first sexy bitch that took interest. But then, he locked eyes with this toned, sleek woman with flowing brown hair on the dancefloor. And somehow…he knew. It was only her from then on, no one else. 

Sakura and Toya’s tongues tease each other as the desk screeches back and forth with every motion. Sweat drips down both of them as his hips snap back and forth in fluid, calculated motions. 

“Are you ready for it, baby?” His voice is a gravelly rasp in her ear, and it sends a chill down her spine. 

“Twelfth times the charm,” She sighs with a teasing smile on her face. He would kill to see that smile every waking moment of his life. 

“Fuck…Fuck, I’m coming. Oh, I’m fucking coming ,” The moans tumble out of his mouth as his thrusts become erratic, and he sharply inhales as Sakura’s walls clench around him. Her back arches as he harshly bites his lip and empties into her. Sakura’s legs tremor before they both go still, breathing hard and covered in sweat. Like something out of a movie, they both grab each other’s faces and sloppily kiss one another, overwhelmed with the afterglow. 

BEEEEP! 

“Dabi. The Commission is on Line Four,” Jirou’s voice sounds monotonous and irritated through the phone that Toya shoved to the floor. He growls and rolls his eyes as he breaks away from the kiss. 

“Duty calls, princess,” He sighs before slowly slipping out of her, a breath of relief bursting from the both of them as they separate. Toya shakes himself back into his pants and zips them up, wiping Sakura’s juices off of the outside seams. He leans down, picking up the phone and putting it on the desk as he pulls up his rolling chair. Sakura slowly starts to sit up, scooting to the edge of the desk as she prepares to jump off and grab her panties. Swiftly, Toya stops her, smoothly inserting two fingers inside her, keeping any of the release from seeping out. Sakura freezes as he goes to pick up the phone, and he winks at her before making a “Shhh” gesture with his other hand. 

BEEP! 

He presses the button on the landline and picks up the phone, keeping his fingers still deep inside Sakura. 

“BlueFlame Hero: Dabi, speaking. AKA The Toya Todoroki AKA The Amazing Son of Number Two Hero Endeavor AKA The Number Six on The Chart. What’s up?” He leans back in the chair, flexing his finger once and giving his wife a sideways glance as she squirms, desperately trying to be quiet. 

“Yes, Dabi. Are you aware of the Summit this weekend in Hosu City? You haven’t gotten back to us about your attendance,” The voice crackles through the telephone.

“Mirko and Hawks might’ve mentioned it,” He yawns, uncaring. 

“We’ve been sending you and your staff emails for the past month,” The woman explains, and Toya snorts. 

“Oh, yeah. Those,” He mutters in boredom. 

“So? You do understand that you are expected to attend if you wish to keep that Number Six placement, yes?” The woman deadpans, making Toya’s eyes narrow. 

“I’ll be at your stupid summit. Don’t worry your pretty little head. I wouldn’t miss a chance to embarrass my Dad for the world,” He chuckles before he starts pumping his fingers in and out of Sakura, making her tightly grip the edge of the desk and spread her legs wider. He looks over his shoulder at her, a devilish grin spreading across his face as she looks at him with pleading eyes. He can’t tell if she wants him to stop or keep going, and he loves that. 

“Alright, then, wonderful. We’ll be sending details to your sidekicks promptly. We look forward to seeing you there!” The voice says with faux grandeur. 

“Oh, oh. One more thing. The Summit. It’s a whole weekend, right? So, are we getting fancy hotels? Is this like a just me thing, or am I allowed to bring my beautiful wife along? You know, Draconic Hero: Firebrand. Sakura Todoroki. Sister of Ryuko Tatsuma. I’m sure you’ve heard of her,” Toya winks, and the voice at the other end sighs. 

“Yes, you will be staying in a hotel with all of the other Pros invited. The purpose of the Summit is to promote teamwork and set a goal for the year in terms of capturing villains and stopping the drug rings…” The woman continues to speak, but Toya ignores her, mouthing the words “Blah, blah, blah” and rolling his eyes, making Sakura laugh. Her laugh then dissolves into an involuntary loud moan as Toya intentionally curls his fingers around her G-spot. 

“Did-Did you say something?” The woman suddenly stutters, seemingly flustered. A cruel smirk spreads on Toya’s face. 

“Oh, nothing. I’ll be there. We done?” Toya brazenly asks. 

“Y-y-yes Mister Todoroki- I mean, Dabi, sir. Yes, that’s all I needed. Goodbye,” The Commission employee stammers before the phone line goes dead. 

“N-not cool,” Sakura’s voice lilts, and she glares at Toya as he slides his chair closer to her, his fingers still flexing against her sensitive spot. He pushes in deeper so his thumb can run small circles over her clit, and she sharply inhales. 

“Baby girl, we both know I’m cold as ice,” He smugly replies before slowly pulling his hand out of her, making her shudder. He stares at his fingers, noting the dripping mix of their fluids, and grabs a tissue from the box on his desk. He roughly wipes off his hand before throwing the tissue in the trash bin at his feet. 

“I had to make sure it got all the way inside. Can’t get a kid in you if it all seeps out, now, can we?” He chides before picking her panties up off the floor and handing them to her. 

“Now. I believe these are yours?”

...

“Morning, team,” Toya yawns as he runs a hand through his messy white hair. 

“You’re ten minutes late,” Katsuki snaps, and his friends give him a nervous look. 

“To my own meeting? You can’t start without me anyways. Not like you punks have anywhere else to be,” Toya scoffs, crossing his arms. 

“We didn’t  have  to pick your agency, you know,” Bakugo mutters under his breath, and Kirishima touches his shoulder. 

“Cut it out,” He whispers to his best friend, but Bakugo flinches away. 

“Listen, you’re my favorite, so I’ll give you a pass on the attitude alright. I’ll be on time for the rest of the week, I swear. I had something…important to do,” Toya smiles to himself absentmindedly tapping his foot. Kaminari snickers, and Mina and Jirou simultaneously smack him on the back of the head. The clicking of leather boots echoes in the stairwell behind Toya, and Sakura slowly emerges into the doorway, walking up behind him. She  clearly  is struggling to walk. 

“I’ve got the reports printed out,” Sakura says flatly, handing a folder to Toya. He cracks open the folder and walks up to each sidekick, handing them a sheet of paper. 

“These are your patrol zones for the day. Remember, our goal is to outdo your little friends at Hawks’ and Mirko’s agencies. If you see them, feel free to team up, but be the better hero. If you need me, just call. I’ll have my phone on me all day. I’ve got a meeting with Team Lurkers this afternoon, though. So, I probably won’t answer after four-ish. Got it?” He drones on like a tired drill sergeant. 

“Yes, sir!” They all shout back, except Bakugo, who only gives an annoyed nod. 

“Oh, and whoever can get an embarrassing picture of Shoto fucking up gets a dollar raise,” Toya sneers. 

“What about Deku?” Bakugo raises his eyebrow. 

“The Number One’s prodigy? Ehhhh, maybe like twenty-five cents,” The Pro concedes, making Bakugo smirk. 

“In the bag,” The chaotic sidekick mutters under his breath as he follows his friends out of the automatic doors, leaving Toya and Sakura alone. 

“You…you don’t have a meeting with Team Lurkers at all today,” Sakura points out, raising her eyebrow. 

“Right.  We  are going to a rave with Keigo and Rumi tonight. But, don’t worry. I already promised you, no more hard drugs. But I can’t promise I won’t be doing shots with Keigo,” Toya snickers, grabbing her by the waist and kissing her on the forehead. 

“In the meantime, I think we should pay dear old Dad a visit, considering he didn’t bother showing up to the wedding.” 

[my-rewrite-academia]

now this is very silly question but i felt compelled to ask.

now since class 1-a are teenagers, who in your rewrite reads/writes fanfic and engages fandom culture?

Don't worry about silly questions! I love them, and they do enhance the characters, even if only in niche ways.

...

Reads Fanfiction:

Aoyama Yuuga

Ashido Mina

Bakugou Katsuki (refuses to admit it)

Jirou Kyouka

Satou RIkidou

Tokoyami Fumikage

Uraraka Ochako

Write Fanfiction:

Aoyama Yuuga (mainly ship-fics, angsty stuff)

Ashido Mina (mainly crack ships with x-overs you've never even dreamt of)

Tokoyami Fumikage (the softest fanfics you have ever read that will make you cry from how sweet it is)

Engages in Fandom Culture:

Aoyama Yuuga (will buy merch, but not clothing items unless it's fabulous, and will engage in discussions, and goes to cons)

Bakugou Katuski (refuses to admit it, only All Might merch, will go to cons)

Iida Tenya (only buying merch of his brother)

Kaminari Denki (will engage online but cannot buy merchandise)

Kirishima Eijirou (Red Riot merch, the few he can find, mostly used products)

Midoirya Izuku (this one was obvious, he will attend cons, wear cosplay, buy merch, engage in group chats for heroes, etc)

Sero Hanta (only buys merch from his favourite hero, Spiderguy, (a Spider-Man rip-off), and watched hero fights via video)

Merchandise tends to be expensive, unless they're overtly popular and the heroes aren't the ones commission the merch, such as All Might and Endeavour.

HeroCon is a thing, and it only happens twice a year, once in March and once in July. Again, it's a bit of a hefty price, so it's not readily available to all of 1-A, unless they have money to spare.

Others do watch videoes about heroes, but won't really comment and have other hobbies they'd rather engage in, and they obviously watch the NEWS when their parents have it on.

Momo 100% buys Ochako her first Thirteen merch, because her love language is gift giving. Ochako would fight God for her.

Thanks for the ask!

[the-derpy-duck]

Electric type gym leader

I’m taking a quick break from the draw one character for letters A-Z thing because I got a big commission and that really burned me out for a second but I started rewatching MHA because it’s been a really long time since I watched it.

Anyway when I was looking at Denki’s hero costume I thought he looked a bit like a Pokémon gym leader and I wanted to draw him with a pikachu because…. he just is pikachu. Not sure how much I like the white around the lightning tho .—.

[ao3feed-kiribaku]

Hang Ten

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/h5ZIB7E by wanderingsoulsearching Six years ago, Katsuki returned home to find his best friend Eijiro gone without a trace. Despite searching tirelessly, Eijiro seemed to have vanished like many others after the war. But he doesn't let that stop him. He cant. So he puts his all into hero work. But Katsuki's life takes a sudden turn when Keigo from the New Hero Commission informs him of a dangerous group targeting heroes, Katsuki in particular. To protect Class 1A's students who have already been through so much, Keigo makes the hard call to relocate them to various corners of the world indefinitely. After being sent to a quiet beach town in California, Katsuki reluctantly adjusts, finding solace in learning to surf. However, everything changes when a local surfer with black hair reaches a hand out to him. Facing Eijiro again after so long brings back old feelings and questions. Can Katsuki forgive Eijiro's sudden departure, or has time created an unbridgeable gap between them? As Katsuki navigates the waves and his emotions in this new life, he must confront whether some wounds are too deep to heal. Words: 3539, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Usagiyama Rumi | Miruko, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Shinsou Hitoshi Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: SURF AU, Surfing AU, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki, Surfer Kirishima Eijirou, Post-Final War Arc (My Hero Academia), Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/h5ZIB7E

[unhonest-iago]

BNHA Fic Masterlist

Bento Box; Reader makes bento boxes for Aizawa in attempts to get the man to eat more [GN]

Touch Starved; Aizawa always offered y/n a shoulder to cry on. Or y/n finally takes him up on his offer [Male]

Death Rattle; How Aizawa, Kurogiri, & Present Mic (separately) react to y/n's death [GN]

For Free?; Pro heroes Eraserhead, All Might, & Midnight react to their wiki feet pages

Malicious Gentle Parenting; If Aizawa knew what Hizashi's plan was, he would never have gone to him. 'Alright! When one you starts giving me attitude, I'm gonna start hitting on mom.'

Hand Clap; Hcs about Class 1-A comparing hand sizes

Electives; Hcs about the electives that Class 1-A & Class 1-B take

Bartender ≠ Mathematician; Denki finally gets carded by a bartender when one finally realizes he's under the legal drinking age

Freeze Gopher; Kirishima reminds Todoroki of his dad

Just Keep Swimming; Endeavor teaches Hawks how to swim

Lulled to Sea; In which both Hawks & Endeavor hear the same siren song, somehow ended up as a soulmates au

Fauna-Flora; Bakugou gifts Deku a bouquet saying 'fuck you' in flower language

Not a Damsel; Bakugou notices something off about the way l/n’s punching but he can’t put his finger on it. Ends in Bakugou taking care of y/n’s injured hand [Fem]

Trapped; Bakugou safewords while trying sensory deprivation with y/n. Bringing up past memories [GN]

Till Death Do Us Part; Dabi and Hawks meet in a different life and actually get to grow old together

Phoenix; 'From the moment, Dabi first saw Hawks, he knew he was looking at a lost soul.'

Flame Boy; Todoroki headcanons and his friendships w/ Class 1-A

Pebble; Touya teaches Shouto how to skateboard

Blank Canvas; Tamaki lets Reader paint his back [Male]

Dick Jokes; Dabi takes Reader up on their dare to read Shakespeare, ends up not understanding the bard's sex jokes. Reader explains it to him. [GN]

Wtf is This?; Dabi finds y/n's sex toy. Or y/n lies their way out of a sticky situation [GN]

Achoo; Dabi takes care of reader while they're sick [GN]

Time to Face the Music; Reader's fed up at being mistreated by the hero commission and Hizashi's oblivious to it end clashing into a tumultuous combo. [Fem]

Like Mother, Like Son; Bakugou takes after his mom in that he aggressively starts hitting on Deku once he realizes he likes him romantically

Fanboys; deku pulls a 'he said no pickles' and gets bakugou's all might card signed for him

Aizawa-Yamada Family Hcs

Bakugou + saying 'I'm proud of you' [GN]

Fuck Like a Pornstar; Hawks x Reader [Fem]

Todoroki Siblings + Thyroid Disorders Hc

[writersmorgue]

Febuwhump Day 17 - Hostage Situation

Inspired by this prompt

TWs in tags || read on Ao3 || wc: 996

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Katsuki watches in horror as the villain raises the gun to Denki’s temple. 

The man is halfway to death’s door already, having taken a severe beating in the battle that led them here. He can’t survive much more, definitely not a shot to the head. 

“Hold the fuck on,” He curses his voice for wavering, the villain’s eye glinting when he realizes he hit a sore spot, “don’t do any of that shit. What are you attacking the Commission for?”

Katsuki tries to keep his hands steady, pleading no sparks set off and freak out the villain. 

The man chuckles, raising an eyebrow, “So quick to negotiate with me, dearest Ground Zero? I thought you’d be tougher than that. I’m sure this pathetic boy is nothing more than a pebble under your boot.” He nudges the gun harder into Denki’s head, smearing blood from an earlier wound. 

Denki winces, eyes fluttering. Katsuki sneers, shifting his weight, “You didn’t answer my question.”

“Oh,” The villain takes the bait, “I need to know the location of Overhaul’s little doll. Unfortunately, the heroes I asked before weren’t too keen on letting me search for her freely, so I figured I’d go to the source. They probably keep the lab rat in the lab, correct?”

Katsuki’s jaw flexes at the mention of Eri. The young girl was under Aizawa’s care and had been since she was freed, but that was top-secret information, and no one so motivated had come looking. 

“So!” The villain jolts Katsuki out of his thoughts, “Tell me her location and let me go free or the little bitch here gets it!” His finger flexes over the trigger, Katsuki’s blood running cold. 

“If I told you where she is, we would both die. I’m under oath.” Katsuki explains lowly, holding his hands out, “Her caretaker would kill you before you made it within a mile of her.”

The villain’s smile widens, “Ah, but you do know where she is? I see.” 

Shit. Shit . 

Katsuki clenches his fists, shaking his head, “You’ll have to get through dozens of other heroes. The best I can do is let you go.”

For a moment, Katsuki’s heart lets him believe the man considers it. He angles the gun down, grazing it over Denki’s arm. 

He lets his eyes close for just a moment, breathing in to steady himself. 

A bang and a blood-curdling shriek snap him out of his temporary calmness. 

Red eyes snap open, looking first at Denki’s head, but seeing no fresh wounds, he looks down. 

The villain had shot right through the hero’s wrist, leaving his hand mangled and dangling at a horrible angle. 

“The little brat has a rewind quirk, I’ve heard. Seems to be true from how tightly they’ve got her secured.” The gun travels up Denki’s shuddering arm to his shoulder, “Might want to take us to her if you want this one to live, hm?”

Fuck, FUCK. 

Katsuki freezes, totally and completely lost. 

He could attack now, catch him off guard when he thinks Katsuki is cornered. 

But most likely Denki wouldn’t make it. 

No, not an option. 

He could agree, but he, the villain, and most likely Denki as well would be taken out for endangering Eri. 

He doesn’t have any bargaining power here, what else would the villain want that could distract him long enough for Katsuki to grab Denki and go? He only has his bracers on him, boots, comm device, aids, the dumbass American coin Denki found on their last patrol that Katsuki never took out of his pocket-

His eyes dart up to the blond’s mangled wrist, bloody tears carving a path in the dust caked on his face. 

Denki dies or they both die endangering a child. 

Katsuki looks down at his hand, ignoring the taunts from the villain tracing the barrel of the gun up and down Denki’s side. 

He reaches his palm up and places it at the side of his own head. 

The villain snickers, pressing the gun to Denki’s temple again, “You wouldn’t.”

He briefly wonders what his younger self would think of this. Him, threatening to kill himself to protect dunce face of all people? The idiot who almost killed their entire class trying to make toast, the dumbass who fried all of Katsuki’s arm hair off once, the motherfucker who was Katsuki’s second real friend at UA- the one who sat next to him without fear even when he threatened to break his neck.

A hundred of his deaths are worth one of Denki’s. If either of them should survive this, it should be him. 

Katsuki takes a deep breath, “I would rather die than kill someone innocent, especially a child.” He smirks, “You’re not getting shit from me. You pull that trigger and I blow: You’re back to the start.”

He can tell the villain is starting to believe him. 

“But- the media-”

Katsuki quirks an eyebrow, “You really think the media knows shit about me?”

His hand flexes on his head, and he can feel the nitro seeping into his hair. Even if he lives, he’ll be a walking matchstick. 

The villain growls, shaking Denki slightly, “I’m going to kill this fucking brat, and you’re not going to do a fucking thing. You’re just a lowlife hero who cares for no one but himself.”

“Would I still be here if that were true? You took my friend hostage, not me. Fortunately for him, I do give a shit about his dumbass.” 

Denki is thrown to the ground, Katsuki flinches at the movement but doesn’t let his hand move from his head. 

He winces at Denki’s poor wrist, hoping he can get the guy to a healer in time. 

“Take your fuckass twink, I’m fucking out of here.” The villain spins on his heel, sprinting out of Katsuki’s sight. 

He heaves a breath of relief, stepping forward to kneel by the other hero. 

Fuck, I can’t believe I just did that.

[foxfire-hashira]

Hi, I'm Roman. Welcome to my blog.

I post whatever the fuck I feel like on this blog.

As of this post, I am tentatively reopening my ask box, feel free to ask about my ships, OCs, F/Os, headcanons, or even request drawings.

Commissions are open. DM me for details.

My internet mom is @theandrewgraves !! She made my blog header, AND we riff off of each other quite often in tags and reblogs, so if you see a lot of the same post, that is most likely what's going on. LOL.

Current ships:

-Yusuke Urameshi/OC

-Bakuquad/Izuku/OC polycule

-Linkcest

-Rauru/Link

-Ganondorf/Link

-Soriku

-Vaniroku

-Soroku

-Gravecest

-Hero/Erik

-Silvadow/Shadilver

-Sonadow

-Various OC/Canon ships

-Various selfships

Current F/Os:

-Eijirou Kirishima

-Katsuki Bakugou

-Izuku Midoriya

-Denki Kaminari

-Nero Sparda

- Andrew Graves

- Yusuke Urameshi

- Yoko Kurama

- InuYasha

-Danny Fenton

-Link

-Sora

-Riku

-Zagreus

-Thanatos

Current Fandoms:

-Kingdom Hearts

-Yu Yu Hakusho

-InuYasha

-Jujitsu Kaizen

-The Coffin of Andy and LeyLey

-BNHA

-The Legend of Zelda

-Danny Phantom

-Devil May Cry

-Baldur's Gate 3

-Dragon Quest

-Hades

DNI if:

-Anti/FanPool

-Under 18

-Radqueer

-Support AI """art"""

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Fanfiction Title: Running Up The Hill. Words: 965. Ratings: General Audiences. Relationship: Kaminari & Kirishima, Kaminari & Midoriya. Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply. Summary: Denki questions his luck and even his sanity. Why are all the schools in Japan on hilltops? And those that rarely aren't on top of a stupidly high hill are inside a geography depression, which is the same thing in the blond's opinion. One way or another, students have to walk up or down a hill to get to and from school. And that doesn't even count as an extra point in PE lessons, which Denki thinks is criminal. Links: ao3, tips! Commissions info here!

He faces the hill. It's a long and big and high hill, so, so high. Sighing defeatedly, he walks with heavy steps to the pavement. Sliding down to the ground and making himself comfortable there. Watching the thousands of people climbing the hill as if it wasn't just too absurdly tall.

Denki questions his luck and even his sanity. Why are all the schools in Japan on hilltops? And those that rarely aren't on top of a stupidly high hill are inside a geography depression, which is the same thing in the blond's opinion. One way or another, students have to walk up or down a hill to get to and from school. And that doesn't even count as an extra point in PE lessons, which Denki thinks is criminal.

Of the three schools Denki attended during his time in Japan, all were on hilltops. Every day, he had to climb them with the ponderous, tired steps of someone who wasn't getting enough sleep to get to a place he didn't even like, full of people who made nasty, dubious comments every time they thought he wasn't listening.

As much as everyone thinks otherwise, Denki isn't the most sociable person in the world. Although his hair and clothes are eye-catching, his voice is loud, and he speaks to anyone who speaks to him in an informal, light-hearted way, Denki is not a person of many friends. To be quite honest, he'd say he only has one friend, and it's not even someone from his school, but a boy he met online who's a fan of a certain slightly older hero, Crimson Red.

Red Riot is a good friend. He's fun and kind and likes to spend hours chatting to Denki about old heroes and listens when he complains about school and the people in his class without saying he's a crybaby about it. And, most importantly of all, he doesn't think Denki is an idiot for having a learning disability. He encourages Denki to keep going, to be better and to push forward whenever he encounters a challenge that leaves him feeling lost, anxious or unmotivated. And it's because of him that Denki is facing yet another hill. Because this is the school that Red Riot said he was going to. This is his friend's dream school, and if Denki is honest with himself for a moment, he might even admit that this is his dream school, too.

Ansty and frightened, he tries to calm his heart, which is beating violently in his chest. Denki hates hills, and passing the entrance exam means three more years of hills ahead of him. It also means the chance to be in the same school as his only friend, and even though they end up in different classes, they can still see each other during lunchtime and study together for exams since the curriculum is the same for all classes. Climbing that hill means meeting people like him, meeting people with the same dream who might not laugh at him. It means the possibility of joining a school that understands the difficulties Denki has and can help him with them because Denki knows that this school is good for people like him. Because he researched the subject tirelessly, afraid that everything would be the same as the last three schools. But, as it turns out, this school is different and Denki wants to be a student here so badly. He wants so badly to be treated the same as everyone else for the first time in his life. Denki needs a place where no one will laugh at him because he's not the fastest intellectually, where no one will laugh if he short-circuits. Where no one will call him an idiot just because he can't read or write or express himself properly

Denki needs a place where the teachers will pay attention and do something, and if this school of all schools isn't everything he expects, then no school will be. For if the number one school in Japan isn't good at keeping its students in line, no other school is.

"Katsudon," a voice to Denki's right says. The blond follows the voice to find a green-haired boy standing a few metres away from him. The boy holds the straps of his obnoxious yellow backpack with such a firm grip that his knuckles turn white. His gaze drifts down to his red, worn-out trainers. Denki recognized the trainers, there was a boy at his second school with trainers like that, and he was transferred before the second half of the year. The green-haired boy stares at his Primordial shoes as if he wishes he were wearing something else. And he probably is, Denki reckons.

"I really want to get into this school," the boy mutters quietly. "Very much. This is my dream school, it always has been, and I've worked hard to get here," he continues quietly. Denki can see that the boy's statement is true. His muscles are big enough that he can see them through his uniform. Taking a deep breath, the boy turns his gaze to the top of the hill. Determination coursing through his body and shining in his eyes. "I'm going to pass this exam. I'm going to get into this school. And then I'm going to eat katsudon to celebrate," he says, as if writing the future in steel.

With long, firm strides, the green-haired boy walks up the hill without looking back.

Denki feels something in his chest, something burning hot that turns his anxiety to ashes.

Determined and inspired, Denki runs up the hill. Ready to grab his place at this school and, with luck, maybe end up in the same class as his best friend and the green-haired boy.

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Heroes Rising: Zero and The Mockingbird

Use the related link post to read Heroes Rising: Zero and The Mockingbird on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/60510802 by BeanSidhe_13 As young hero in training, Marissa Hannigan, joins her class on Nabu Island, she hopes to gain some experience and have a well deserved break from the chaos of UA and the League of Villains. With her best friends, Bakugou Katsuki’s temper, Denki’s penchant to overload and the incoming stormfront, the young cheetah-Quirked student may have to take a rain check on that vacation. While young Pro, The Mockingbird: The Hypnosis Hero is struggling to keep up with her faster-than-the-wind hero partner, Hawks, and her teaching assistant position at UA, an opportunity to relax and spend time with her little sister and class comes around with a trip to Nabu Island. Between making sure Keigo doesn’t run himself ragged, keeping an eye on her sister and her friends and trying to finish her paperwork on time, she’s feeling every bit of being an honorary Aizawa and wants to nap.   (With the manga and anime coming to its end, my friends and family finally convinced me to write out my MHA au and post it. Here’s my love letter to MHA and the characters that taught me so much) Words: 2430, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), Boku No Hero Hero Academia: Heroes Rising Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, Gen, Multi Characters: Original Female Character(s), Bakugou Katsuki, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku, Iida Tenya, Kaminari Denki, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Eri (My Hero Academia), Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Bakusquad - Character, Dekusquad - Character, Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia), Hero Public Safety Commission President (My Hero Academia), Nine (My Hero Academia), Shimano Mahoro, Shimano Katsuma Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki & Original Character(s), Takami Keigo | Hawks/Original Female Character(s), Class 1-A (My Hero Academia) & Original Character(s), Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi, Eri & Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Class 1-A, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Quirk Discrimination (My Hero Academia), Fluff, Chaos, Mild descriptions of violence, Character Study, I have no idea what I’m doing here, tags will be updated as I go, Takami Keigo | Hawks is a Good Friend, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead | Dadzawa, Big Sister OC Use the related link post to read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/60510802