#DkBk fanfic

[dragzo]

Fanart for @impossibilitygirl ‘s bkdk fic ‘Room 1217’

Katsuki calling Izuku ‘space cadet’ throughout this fic actually drove me insane (/pos) because it’s the cutest, most creative nickname he’s ever used and I love it. I obviously had to draw something for it!

[red-sneakers]

You can read "Go Get Your Man, Young Bakugou!" (my fanfic which this scene is from) here.

blueasrai is an INCREDIBLE artist. Please check out their other work (including my favorite bkdk comic ever) on instagram.

[neverstopsleeping]

Kacchan from my dkbk tennis au fic now has a matching Izuku 🧡💚🎾

[subzunny]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Uraraka Ochako, Ashido Mina & Bakugou Katsuki Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Ashido Mina, Jirou Kyouka, Yaoyorozu Momo, Asui Tsuyu, Hagakure Tooru, Kirishima Eijirou, Uraraka Ochako Additional Tags: One Shot, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Tension, Kissing, Boys In Love, Boys Kissing, Rough Kissing, Romance, Teenagers, No Smut, Making Out Summary:

Katsuki has been forced to join the girls from class 1a's sleepover as the classic "gay boy acception" but when the sleepover chats lead to talking about crushes, Katsuki is faced with the challenge of wooing Izuku.

[hellokatsuki]

Something it was never it was never supposed to be.

dkbk fic chapter 1 out of idk how many.

Katsuki and Izuku sat next to each other in Mr. Aizawa’s office as he lectured them. 

“.. you both know better than to be sparring outside of the training courses. You could have caused thousands of dollars in damages.” He trails off looking between the both of them trying to gauge their reactions. Izuku had his eyes down with his hands shoved between his legs, he was anxiously bounding his leg as he listened as expected. Katsuki was looking away from Aizawa towards the window, his body language clearly seeming disinterested in the scolding. 

Before he could continue where he left off he was interrupted by Katsuki. 

“But we didn't, " he shrugged, “so there's really no point to this.” he said smugly. Izuku harshly tapped Katsuki with his shoe before he spoke next.

 “He meant..” Katsuki interrupted him, his face slightly flushed with embarrassment. He sighed and gritted his teeth. “I meant we are sorry for any disturbance or damages we may have caused. Deku and I must have gotten carried away after our last spar in class.” 

Aizawa stumbled over his words at first. “I don't have time for this.” He looks at his watch. “Since it’s a Friday the only punishment that I can carry out with such short notice is dorm suspension until Sunday..So I would go ahead and cancel any plans you two may have for the extended weekend.”

Izuku looked up at his professor, “Yes Mr. Aizawa, we promise it won't happen again!” He stood up from his seat and bowed, Katsuki began to follow suit but stopped when Aizawa spoke up again. 

“This will be our last meeting about this topic and I mean it. You both have repeatedly acted carelessly while sparring with one another. After the holiday weekend you both will spend time after school cleaning the training grounds.” Izuku muttered another apology before they exited.  

“My mom is gonna have a heart attack when I tell her why I won't be home this weekend.” Izuku continued anxiously rambling to himself as he walked next to Katsuki. Bakugou was silent gathering his own thoughts on how to tell his mom he was suspended, again. This isn't the first time or probably the last he would be punished like this. 

“Deku just tell Auntie Inko it was my fault you got suspended, my mom is already gonna kill me. She can't kill me if I’m already dead.” Katsuki joked as he tried to relieve some of the tension in the air. 

“That's not the point Kacchan, my mom wanted me home for something really important. They're both gonna be so disappointed in me.” Izuku pushed open the exit doors for them and began the walk back to the dorms together. He sighed and slouched his shoulders. 

“Both?! Dammit Deku you didn't tell me your dad was back in town he hasn't been back from the states in years.” Katsuki grabbed Izuku's arm and pulled him back towards the school. “We have to convince Mr. Aizawa to let you go home.” Izuku pulled his arm out of his grip.

“Drop it Kacchan I’m serious.” His voice cracked and his face clearly showed he was not interested in where this conversation was headed, he rubbed the spot on his arm where he had been suddenly grabbed. 

“What the hell are you talking about? You need to go home to see your dad, you idiot.” He stared at Izuku, his face scrunched up with confusion and annoyance. “That lowlife can drop dead if he doesn't understand that this is a once in a decade occasion for you.” 

“I don't want to talk about this right now. It's not a big deal, I just need to go call my mom before she worries about me.” Izuku turned and began to walk away. Katsuki watched Deku walk away for a moment before he yelled.

“You think you can just walk away from this? You drop this on me out of nowhere as if we haven't known each other's families since birth. We're supposed to tell eachother things like this.” He yelled shakily. “Now you're keeping secrets and for some reason you think you're too good to see your dad? Who you haven't seen in how long? You are being a selfish idiot Izuku.” 

Izuku stopped in his tracks; his eyes welled with tears and he clenched his fists by his sides. Before a single word was spoken Izuku flew towards Katsuki slamming his right fist into the side of his head, sending him stumbling back. “I’m sick of your shit Kacchan.” He hissed. “You have no idea what I’m even going through right now just shut up.” 

Katsuki stumbled back and fell to the ground after the impact. Immediately boiling rage swarmed his body and a million thoughts raced through his head. None rational enough to stop him from using his quirk to push him off the ground flying towards his friend. 

“You think you can hit me and walk off with your life? You are fucking dead Deku.” He flew straight into Deku, colliding with him at full speed they both hit the ground. Katsuki raised his fists as one big explosion formed from both hands he slammed down into Dekus face burying the back of  his head into the sidewalk. After the first collision he raised his fists again planning on repeating the same motion. 

As a last effort to avoid using his quirk for further punishment Deku slammed his head into Katsuki’s face, taking the opportunity he wrapped his leg around the back of Katsuki’s and flipped himself on top of him. A stream of blood and tears dripped down from Deku’s face onto Katsuki’s below him. 

“Kacchan why, why did you have to turn this into something it was never supposed to be? You get so wrapped up in your own thoughts and it always ends up like this. This isn't even about you and you have the nerve to call me selfish? You wouldn't have any idea how I feel right now.” Izuku wanted to beat Katsuki until his arms were shattered but he couldn't bring himself to, all the anger he felt melted into sorrow. He let himself fall to the ground next to his friend too overwhelmed to even fight anymore. 

Katsuki turned to his side, his nose dripping blood into his mouth and onto his cheeks. “You think I'm too weak to handle this? Fight me you useless bastard.” He spat. This wasn't a normal fight for either of them, they were both exhausted from school and after their sparring session earlier both had to visit Recovery girl due to the mutual sustained injuries so their stamina was low as well. Emotions were amplified by ten even before they left Aizawa’s office. Katsuki couldn't handle the non reaction Izuku was having out of desperation for a reaction or an acknowledgment he folded his arm towards him, with a quick swing he connected his elbow into the side of Izuku’s head one, two, three times each time Izuku's body shook and trembled each time he was struck. 

Izuku wasn't even present in his body anymore he felt the impact but he just didn't have the energy to react anymore, until it felt like a match was struck in his bones throughout his whole body. He knew it was one for all and he couldn't stop himself, the power he inherited prohibited his body to give in so quickly. His hand grabbed Katsuki’s elbow and twisted it down into the pavement, his other hand grabbed onto the roots of his hair and lifted Katsukis’s head up preparing to drive the back of his head into the same spot he had done it to him. Before he could push down he felt his arms and legs become wrapped together.

Both boys were pulled into the air away from each other; even though barely conscious Aizawa’s voice rang out like nails on a chalkboard to them.  

“I can only blame myself for trusting you both to behave, you two have to be the most stubborn students I have ever had. Ever.” Aizawa began to walk towards the Recovery girl's office with both boys wrapped uncomfortably tight in the ends of his scarf. 

He stepped into the small clinic and cleared his throat. Recovery girl turned from her desk to face the man. She sighed and hopped down from her ‘too tall for her’ desk chair. 

“These two I’m not surprised by, you on the other hand Eraser I’m surprised you even thought to bring them to me.” She sighed out in frustration. “I’ve already seen them today, there isn't much more I can do for them anymore.” Aizawa laid both down, dropping them not so gently onto each mattress. 

He looked up into the light holding his eyelids open as he dropped his eye drops into his eyes.

 “My apologies but please I’ve had about all I can take from them today, they are on dorm suspension this weekend because they couldn't stop fighting and the first thing they do after leaving my office is fight. Don't even waste your energy to heal them Chiyo, just let them sleep it off here.” He kept his head tilted upwards rapidly, blinking, waiting for his eyes to rehydrate.“No matter what you do, I'm leaving now. My family is waiting for me at home, I'll go ahead and call home for them just so their parents are filled in on the situation as well as their recent behaviors.”  

Recovery girl stared down at the incapacitated students for a moment, analyzing their injuries for a moment. “They seem to be fine, a little roughed up but they will walk it off.” Recovery girl packed up her purse and exited the infirmary school with Aizawa in tow, making sure they both got out of the building safely. As they made it to the gate they departed, exchanging goodbyes as they headed home in opposite directions. 

[queen-swagzilla]

chapter 17 of courting & coupons is up on ao3!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35366950/chapters/88151488

chapter 18 is already up on my patreon if you Just Can’t Wait 🎊 patreon.com/queenswagzilla

merry christmas my little potatoes 💕 #dkbk

rts appreciated! 🎁🎄❄️

[martian-writes]

📣 NEW FIC ALERT 📣

[pentagonieslut]

hii!! this is my first time requesting something so sorry if its too vague, but i wanted to ask what do you think dkb's reactions would be to dry humping? appreciate your work and I'm glad to see a bb writing something on this app cause there's literally no dkb fics🥲

hi cutie ! i gotcha haha ! i put it in a headcanon type style too if that’s okay with you ! hope you like it ! <3

DKB REACTION : dry humping

E-CHAN:

you were at a basketball game, him hugging you from behind as you stood up for the final 10 minutes

it was packed so you were already pressed up against him

him slowly bricking up is a lie- he’s been bricked up since you were looking a little too good for his liking in public. he wanted you to look the way you looked now in private

you knew it too that he was bricked..so you took it into your own hands

first pretending to stand on your tip toes to see the players

then pretending to pick something up

finally- outright going for it

his hands grabbing your waist tightly as he hisses

he moves up and down against you, letting out the tiniest whine

“fuck if we weren’t going to an after party i’d rip your clothes off right now”

he can’t hide it so he has to change clothes into bigger ones

D1:

you guys were watching a movie

you were desperate to have some attention since he just revoked your punishment from testing him two weeks ago

deciding the movie was a good time to try to get some action, you moved

you turned around to koala bear hug him and play a ‘im tired’ card

he thought nothing of it and started stroking your back gently to lull you to sleep

moving your hips, he froze and glanced at you quickly thinking you were just joking

when you continued on he got what you were trying to do and let you continue

“babydoll if you wanted me to help you feel something, you should’ve asked”

he lifted his hips up as if to thrust into you causing you to whimper from his action

he just continues watching the movie and let’s you help yourself- his motto:

want it? work for it.

once you grinded harder down against him, continuing to make yourself get off

“did you finish princess? good girl, now let’s clean up this mess hm?”

TEO:

(his fucking arms,, i want him to choke me like he hates me with a burning passion)

you were doing the take me down dance that he created, preparing to do a dance video to it

both of you have the hots for each other but he doesn’t know how to ask you out since you’ve got the powerful aura that makes everyone bite their lips

you were wearing shorts since you’ve been practicing all day and just a sports bra

part of the choreography had you hovering above him- just a couple of inches above him

couldn’t stand the fact he was unintentionally be teased

your legs started hurting and you ended up sitting on top of him

which he was okay with

continuing to dance that part, you grinding on him as you only have a sly smile through the mirror

the loudest groan leaves his mouth

you both forget about the dance and he smashes his lips against yours as you continue grinding on him

once you stop and get off him as to not get in trouble, you wink at him and disappear for a ‘break’

HEECHAN:

with him i highly doubt you’ll even dry hump

like deadass

wooyoung’s little brother frfr

as soon as he started

he’d stop and just fuck you then and there

please when he danced to PTSD

FUCK

has the prettiest whines i bet

but tease him enough, he might just show you why he’s the head choreographer

GK:

this is unintentional but

you were all in the car

they wanted to take you to this luxe studio they rented since it reminded you of the one you have back home

you were sitting in his lap, the road being bumpy

you planted yourself as hard as you could against him

the bouncing didn’t help the fact that every twist and turn you were grinding on his throbbing cock

whispers into your ear

“please try to hold onto something that will give you stability and not make you move”

his face was red because he was with his members

they wont let him live it down

his moans were about to burst through his throat

only wished for it all to end

LUNE:

you were at the pool in the middle of the night

he had his eyes closed as he relaxed and listened to the music coming from the speaker

sneaking onto the daybed next to him

you grin and rather than hump him, you lick a stripe up his cock

simulating that you were sucking him off

you suck and he opens his eyes and moans

he’s pretty but that moan is prettier

lemme stop before my thoughts win

JUNSEO:

FUCK HES ADORABLE

I LOVE U BIG BEAR

anyways

y’all were sleeping

then it got hot

so you started moving whilst in his iron bear hug

he woke up because you were moving way too damn much

hearing your whines turned him on and he bricked up

“b-baby please? stop moving? let me sleep?”

he forced you awake and gave the cutest smile that had the scariest meaning behind it

sheepish apology

can’t recover so he dances away

YUKU:

he’s so soft my heart 🥺

he’d be sort of surprised that you even asked him

this boy just smiled and says sure

you take it slow

the tiniest sound made by someone else besides the two of you makes him freeze

he’ll help you or try to make you feel good

might even pull something out his ass that yuta aniki taught him

he laughs at your whines and smiles softly

encourages you to do it as many times you like

he might even get handsy and do something for you instead

HARRY JUNE:

“right now? for real?”

“hyungs are going to come in soon”

“try it”

sitting in his lap on the dance floor

under the guise of finding a comfortable position

he moans out loud once

then chokes and turns red

keeps his head down

notices his precum showing

gets shy

is shocked that he can’t combat nor tease anymore

all because he’s chokeheld by you

now he wants to just go to his room and screw you until you black out

[9r7g5h]

It's Ok to Skip a Few Steps - Part 1

Fandom: My Hero Academia, Boku no Hero Academia 

Rating: T

Genre: Gen

Summary: With the way their relationship is, it's ok to skip a few steps.

Words: 2,394

Their love confession was, all things considered, very them.

By this point they’ve received blanket permission to use the training grounds as needed - it was easier to have Cementos fix them over his morning cup of coffee than risk them blowing up at each other during their bi-semester emotional revelation in the dorms. Those were harder, and more expensive, to fix on such a regular basis. It helped too, with Izuku’s ever evolving quirk, for them to have a safe place to quickly go and work out the kinks of whatever new power the poor boy had manifested, throwing himself against someone who could take it instead of waiting for it to boil over and possibly hurt someone while they were unaware. Bakugou also just seemed calmer, really, in the days following the two of them yelling and fighting and measuring up against each other, and that was a blessing in and of itself.

So it wasn’t uncommon to find the two of them past hours training on the grounds. Chances were if they weren’t in the common room, classroom, or asleep, they were there together, and you could always confirm it by listening for explosions and the sounds of someone calling for death.

So the fact that this semester’s first emotional revelation - that they were both in love with each other and had been for years - came during the middle of them beating the crap out of each other was nothing new. They were rivals first, their entire friendship built on pushing each other to be better, and how could they know if they were doing it properly if they didn’t occasionally test each other’s limits? And honestly, the fact that they were in love with each other wasn’t anything new either. They had both had an inkling for a while now, a feeling in their guts and chests that kept drawing them towards each other, that made the idea of permanently walking away more painful than the punches and kicks that managed to land.

But the fact that they were both in love with each other and willing to admit it while beating the crap out of each other? Yeah, that had taken both of them by surprise. Especially since, competitive assholes they both were, neither stopped as they screamed their feelings at each other, sorting through years of fear and misunderstood attraction and mutual respect turned love between explosions and lightning tinged kicks and whips. Eventually, though, they’re too tired to continue, exhaustion forcing them to stop. Exhaustion and pain and the sheer amount of property damage this emotional revelation caused, half the training ground in rubble around the small clearing the two of them lay side by side in.

Unprompted, their hands find each other’s, fingers lacing together, the last bit of their strength going into that hold. Solid, unwilling to be broken, Katsuki’s thumb tracing along one of Izuku’s scars as he turns on his side towards him. Izuku turns to meet him, because no matter what at this point the two of them will always meet the other, will always reach out for the other, will always be there. Exhaustion keeps them from taking the kiss much beyond that simple promise, Katsuki’s free hand on Izuku’s waist, Izuku’s cupping his cheek, the kiss itself not much more of a press of their lips to physically confirm the words they screamed until hoarse. Their occupied hands never letting go of each other, a hand they should have taken and never stopped holding years before.

But eventually they have to move - that is one of the rules they have to stick to, that they eventually make it back to the dorms before Cementos cleans up after them, so he doesn’t accidentally make them part of a building. Unwilling to be crushed by construction, they eventually stand, groaning and grumbling at the pain that sunk into their muscles from laying on the ground for so long like dumbasses. Using each other as crutches, they stumbled back to the dorms, hurried their way through showers (awkwardly avoiding looking at each other while naked while also helping each other tend to the multitude of wounds they were responsible for), before finally heading towards bed.

“Not yours,” Katsuki growled, taking back Izuku’s hand once they were both dried and dressed. “I’m not spending my first night cuddling my boyfriend sleeping in that All Might shrine.”

“Kacchan, it’s not a shrine,” Izuku scolded, though he did nothing to protest being led past his floor, just giving Katsuki’s hand a squeeze as he was led into the other room. “Besides, I’m ninety percent sure you think it’s cool and just don’t want to admit it.”

A snort as Katsuki flipped back the blankets and flopped into bed was all the response Izuku needed to that statement, his well put upon glare as Katsuki pat the mattress next to him asking the question for him. “You’re the only one who would think that’s cool, you damn nerd. Why am I in love with you again?”

“Because I’m me,” Izuku said as he crawled into bed next to Katsuki, easily settling in as if he had been sleeping there for years. Like he should have been sleeping there for years. “Just like I love you because you’re you.” A kiss between the two of them, already so familiar, just like their places in each other’s lives and their arms, knowledge they’d already known about other things from years long since passed converging onto this. Breaking the kiss, still keeping it simple and sweet, Izuku laid his head on the pillow, Katsuki’s arm around his waist and his face pressed into his hair, and together they quickly fell asleep.

*~*

Izuku was already awake by the time Katsuki joined him, forcing himself to leave the warmth and comfort for the waking world. They had shifted at some point in the night, Katsuki on his back, Izuku half draped across him, playing on his phone while using Katsuki’s pecs as his pillow. Not that Katsuki minded; sleepy eyes and uncombed hair were more beautiful than he could have thought.

“Do you think dating will be awkward, Kacchan?”

Beautiful and annoying. The question earned Izuku a pillow to the face, Katsuki's arms wrapping around him to pull him as close as possible as he freed himself from his soft attacker. "I just woke up, you damn Deku. You can't keep the questioning of our relationship to a minimum until after I've taken a piss, at least?" His gruff words worked as Izuku giggled, the green-haired boy settling back so he was resting on Katsuki's chest. One of his hands ran up and down Izuku's back, tracing the muscles and spine he could feel through the fabric of his shirt. Almost like petting a dog, but so much better, because it's Izuku.

But damn it, it's Izuku, so of course the question he asked is going to dig in and make a home in his brain until it's been answered.

"I think," he said after a long moment, slowly choosing his words, "any awkwardness we might have will come from growing pains. Dating generally is to get to know the shitty extras and see if you can stand them without stabbing your eyes out, but we already know everything about each other. The good, the bad, the nerdy, all that shit. We've both changed a lot over the last few years," he huffed, wanting to add 'especially me' but restraining himself to keep it more general, "but we already knew where we were, what we went through, and how we came out. Any awkwardness that might come from us dating will just be an extension of that."

The most he's ever said about his feelings and shit without the words being backed by a punch. Though, this happy, gleaming smile should be registered as its own form of violence, from the way it made his stomach twist. Aggravated assault through cuteness and joy, even though he could easily break every bone in Katsuki's body with a single hand (which, damn it, was pretty hot). So instead Katsuki punched his mouth with his own mouth, a quick kiss to knock the nerd off guard, back into the conversation.

"You're right, Kacchan," Izuku said easily, shaking his head to rid himself of the surprised but very welcomed attack. "At this point, most couples would just go to marriage with the amount of information we have on each other."

"So let's get married."

A blank look, his stupidly beautiful giant eyes wide, Izuku's mouth slightly dropped as he took in what Katsuki had proposed. "M-married?"

"Yeah, nerd, married. I love you. You love me. We already know all the shit there is to know about each other. What's going to change by just going for it?" He leaned in and brushed his nose against Izuku's, a bunny kiss that was far too soft for him.

"Aren't we too young?"

"We're both 18, and isn't that the plot of half those shitty movies you and your dorks watch all the time? Young idiots in love doing something stupid and having it work out?" Done with being overly sweet, Katsuki rolled them so he was hovering over Izuku, his forearms framing his head as he bit Izuku's cheek.

Izuku laughed and swatted him, getting a wince from the blond as a bit more force than normal was used. But the adoration and glint had returned to his eyes, the dullness of hesitation lost by their antics, so Katsuki was pleased. "Let's see how today goes," Izuku offered. "We have class anyway, and I don't think Aizawa would sign off on us getting married as excused absences. But ask me again tomorrow."

"Deal, nerd."

*~*

They didn't tell anyone - it was far too new, even if it felt like they had both been running towards this conclusion for years. They just went about their day like always, working and training and spending time with their friends. If anyone noticed the small touches, or the shared lunches, or the stolen kiss once the locker room was cleared out, it wasn't enough to be brought up.

Not much changed in their daily lives, now that they knew they loved each other. Only the addition of that love. It was a bit hard to fall asleep; sharing a bed with someone when you were used to being alone and didn't have the post-battle crash to push you along was difficult to overcome, but eventually they figured it out, cuddled under the All Might blanket Izuku had insisted on bringing from his own room.

The next morning was easy, playful. Button down shirts, formal pants, though Izuku insisted on his bright red sneakers, the little fuck. Not that Katsuki fought too hard, the smile and kiss more than enough to quell any bit of rage that the fashion travesty might have caused. No one was awake as they left, no one to question what they were awake and dressed up for.

Just as they wanted.

A stop at a flower shop on the way to the closest government building. A long stemmed chrysanthemum that Izuku threaded through his hair so it rested over his ear, because "It looks like you, Kacchan!" And if Katsuki popped a few dianthus into his chest pocket for the exact same reason, well, no one could ever prove it, especially not his teary-eyed nerd.

The woman at the desk raised her eyebrow at their request, but just shrugged and handed over the forms. It took longer to get Izuku to stop asking her questions about her quirk (able to put a portion of her consciousness into small objects to complete tasks for her. Not great for combat, but perfect for paperwork) than it did to fill them out. Before lunch they were married, copies of their wedding photo shared on both their phones, courtesy of a woman behind them coming to update her quirk forms.

Fuck if they weren't happier.

*~*

They maybe could have gone about it a bit better, but the next morning there were classes again, and Aizawa would know what the next step was. There were plenty of married heroes, and it's not like there was a class that taught them about filing paperwork, so he would know what to do. They had to let the school know anyway, so it had just made sense, in its own little way, to leave copies of their marriage certificate on his desk before homeroom.

"Problem children, I do not get paid enough for this." The class around them went silent, turning to watch their overly exhausted, clearly exasperated teacher as he raised two forms. Class should have started about fifteen minutes ago, but when Aizawa had just continued to stand there, everyone had taken advantage of his silence to wrap up their conversations, knowing it would probably be an intense day if even their teacher was taking time to prepare himself. Now, though, they were interested. "Have you told your parents?"

"Not yet," Izuku squeaked, looking a bit ashamed at that admission.

"We'll tell them when we're ready," Katsuki added. "Didn't want Auntie and the hag making a big deal out of shit." He turned sideways in his seat, reaching out and taking Izuku's hand in his in a move that startled but didn't surprise the rest of the class.

"Are you happy?" A simple question, but from Aizawa, who knew so much about their past, it was clear there were so many layers to it as well. Are you sure? You won't regret this? You wanted this? You know what this means?

The smiles he received back were real - not a smirk, not a shy reaction to hide feelings, but real, true smiles. "We are."

"In that case," he just sighed, shaking his head as he rubbed at his eyes, "I'll go file these with Nezu. Congrats on your nuptials. Good luck explaining this to everyone else."

He left just as the screaming started - confusion, congratulations, betrayal, a few Dies! thrown in there as if it wasn't partly his fault, attempts at explanations as the rest of the class converged on them.

But they were married now. They could face it together, even if they did skip a few steps. 

[END]

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BKDK Secret Santa anyone?

It came to my attention tonight that there's no Secret Santa event happening, so I'm putting one together!

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I LIVE!!

New chapter is out. Thank you for your patience!

[red-sneakers]

(Slight nsfw below:)

On his way to lunch and muttering softly, Izuku found himself googling, “which has more DNA, saliva or semen?”

He barely had time to read that semen has about thirteen times more DNA than saliva, when Kacchan appeared behind him and snatched his phone out of his hands like they were back in middle school.

“HEY!” Izuku swiped for his phone, but Kacchan held it out of his grasp.

“Whatcha researching, nerd?”

Chapter 5 of "Say, 'Ah,' Nerd" is finally here!

[neverstopsleeping]

Thank you AO3 for getting back online the first day of W1mbledon so I could post chapter 6 of my dkbk tennis AU fic as I planned 💚🧡🎾

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[usdemigods]

Chapters: 2/30 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Uraraka Ochako, Toga Himiko, Bakugou Katsuki, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Sensei | All For One, Minor Characters Additional Tags: Unreliable Narrator, Slow Burn, really slow burn, Merlin AU basically, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Alternate Universe - Magic, Original Character(s), Medieval Britain, Alternate Universe - Arthurian Lore, Reluctant friends, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Slow Build, Background Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Slow Burn Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Prince Bakugou Katsuki, Servant Midoriya Izuku, Master/Servant Summary:

“Your magic is not something to be ashamed of. Watching you today… well, it took my breath away!”

A lump caught in Izuku’s throat, his chest constricting painfully.

‘Oh.’

Yagi pressed on through Izuku’s poorly muffled sobs, “I don’t know you very well, young man, but I can see your potential is wasted here. I’d like to offer you a job. Come with me to the castle and become my apprentice. I am an old man, and it would be good to pass on all the knowledge I have accumulated through the years. And, I sense that Camelot is where you belong.”

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Or, after a lifetime sheltered in his sleepy village, Izuku finds himself in Camelot - bound to a destiny he never wanted: protect the brash, foul-mouthed prince at all costs, for he is the king destined to save the realm from its eternal slumber... their fates endlessly intertwined.

[hellokatsuki]

Something it was never supposed to be

Chapter 2

The sun had set quickly as the night crept over UA, it was hours after sunset before either had begun to stir awake. As Izuku began to wake he rolled onto his side letting out a wince of pain his hand rushed to the back of his head. He rubbed his head that was covered in dried blood trying to relive the pounding sensation that quickly became unbearable for him. He attempted to make out his surroundings in the pitch black room due to his unfortunate familiarity with the infirmary he knew where he was like the back of his own hand. As he lay in the cold dark room he ran over the events that landed him here in the first place, it was stupid, the argument, the fight, just the entire situation was so irrational. Exactly a situation Izuku and Katsuki would find themselves in together. His internal monologue stopped abruptly when he remembered Katsuki was also injured and in the same room.

"Kaachan" his voice cracked, his throat felt like it was on fire. He waited for a response, when none came it felt like the silence in the room was amplified. Assuming he was still knocked out Izuku shifted from one side to the other so he could be facing the other boy. He pulled the thin sheet that he was laying on over himself and closed his eyes, the longer he lay there he noticed how cold the room was. Izuku curled into himself attempting to warm himself up, a shiver went up his spine. He couldn't rest like this. Everything was cold, everything hurt, it was too dark, he had too much on his mind. Last him and Katsuki spoke it was a fight, his mom was going to be upset with him, he was already expecting a scolding from All Might and Aizawa, he was mumbling to himself all the way today had gone wrong and everything that would happen because of his reckless behavior today. 

“Dammit shut the hell up Deku.” Katsuki sat up and tossed his pillow at Izuku’s head.  

Izuku yelped as the pillow smacked his still pounding head. “Kacchan that hurt.” He sat up and shot Katsuki a dirty look, he grabbed the pillow and threw it back at him but missed.

“Your aim is terrible nerd,” Katsuki laughed, his voice also sore from the events prior. “Your stupid mumbling nonsense woke me up, and I was sleeping good too.” Katsuki stretched his arms and back, a familiar burning sensation overcame his body, he was sore and in so much pain. He looked down at his wrist that had his heart rate monitor on it, everything seemed normal so nothing to be too concerned about except his elbow, it was purple and black, completely swollen to hell and back. If it isn't broken it was definitely fractured. Katsuki’s tone made a serious shift. “First you keep secrets and then you break my arm.” 

Izuku expected Katsuki to bring the fight up but not so soon, he wasn't even angry anymore just felt disappointed he wasn't being heard from his best friend. “Please can we just have a conversation about this? It’s not even something worth fighting about, just give me like 10 minutes.”

“Fine, you have 10 minutes to explain yourself, or you die.” Katsuki crossed his legs and turned his body to face Izuku. 

“Can I sit with you?” Not bothering to wait for an answer, Izuku got out of his bed and limped over to Katsuki’s. He plopped himself down onto the bed, he scooted himself back and copied the other boy's position he was sitting in. 

Katsuki was caught off guard by Izuku’s sudden burst of comfort with him. “I guess but dont fucking touch me, bastard.” He scooted away from Izuku. 

“You already know my dad left to work overseas when I was born, everything was fine the first year my dad was gone. Mom sent him letters, pictures of me, they video chatted and he made sure everyone was taken care of.” Izuku couldn't manage to look at anything but his own hands as he spoke. “But after a while he stopped answering, the post office returned all my moms letters and we never heard another word from him. For years my mom told me he would come back but he was just busy with his important job, but it was just a lie, she lied to protect my feelings, the week after the doctors told my mom I would never develop a quirk she got a letter from my father.”

 Izuku took a moment to breathe before he spoke once more. “He sent his last letter, he explained he had married and had a new family. My parents were never married so it just seemed easier for him to make a new life where he was than to come home to us.” Izuku snapped his head to look at Katsuki “And before you say anything, I never hid anything from you, my mom only told me just last week. I just wanted time to think about everything before everyone else knew.” At this point tears spilled from his eyes, he rested his head in his hands while he cried for a moment. 

Katsuki began to say something but was cut off. “Don't interrupt me yet, I’m not done.” Izuku snapped through his tears. To both of their own surprises Katsuki uttered out an apology and stayed slight as Izuku spoke. “My mom lied for that loser for so long and she didn't tell me until she thought I could handle it, but the reason she wanted me home was for family portraits and a special dinner. I think she wanted to tell me her and All might have started seeing each other. But I think I ruined it.”

All Katsuki could do was stare at Izuku with a mix of anger and disgust on his face. “That bum couldn't even grow the balls to say that to your moms face? Good fucking riddance, your mom deserves way better than that walking human garbage. All might is a way cooler guy to have as a dad anyways.” 

Izuku pulled his knees up to his face and rested his face on his knees, his face was wrecked with tears, sweat and the dried blood began to rehydrate and spill down his face. “You're absolutely terrible at comforting people but I really appreciate you Kacchan. But I think you owe me a real apology for beating me up before we could even talk about anything.” Izuku teased. 

Katsuki swallowed hard, his face flushed slightly. “I..I’m sorry Izuku.” He rested his arm stiffly on Izuku’s shoulder attempting to comfort him. 

Izuku pursed his lips to keep in his laughter, but lost it when he saw the awkward expression on Katsuki’s face. In any normal situation he wouldn't ever think to laugh in his childhood friend's face but this was his only chance to be able to get away with it. “Kacchan you seriously need to work on that if you want to be a hero. What are you gonna do if you need to comfort someone in a life or death situation?” 

Katsuki’s mouth hung open for a second, normally he would have killed anyone who dared to speak to him like that, let alone laugh at him. But he couldn't kill Izuku right now. It would be a low blow, he already has no real dad and his teacher is dating his mom? Yeah too much of a cheap shot for him. Katsuki grit his teeth and tightened his grip on Izuku’s shoulder. “If I were you I would accept my attempts to be kind right now.”

“Yeah Lord Explosion Murder, it's too late for the tough act you already dropped. It's too far gone.” Izuku laid his head against the hand Katsuki had gripping his shoulder. 

Immediately Katsuki ripped his hand away. “Dont make this fucking weird, shitty Deku, I dont need you.” He pushed himself weakly off the bed and started looking for something to wrap up his elbow in. Izuku had distracted him for a moment but the pain was back and excruciating for him. 

“What are you looking for? Let me help.” Izuku also got up off the bed to help Katsuki. 

“I’m trying to find something to fix the arm you fucked up, asshole.” Katsuki pulled open a drawer and began to rummage around. He moved from one drawer to the other quickly, barely looking.”I don't want your help.”

Izuku grabbed some medical tape and some pre roll out of a drawer that Katsuki overlooked. “Yeah you don't want my help but you know you need it Kacchan.”

[xkuramaxhieix]

DekuBaku ao3 fanfic search

I dun goofed and failed to bookmark two dekubaku fics I read on ao3. 

Please help me find them TT_TT

Fanfic number one:

Omegaverse - Bakugou has Deku’s kid, and the kid runs up to Deku wearing light up sneakers and Deku’s merch. Bakugou’s in a seaside town raising the kid. Towards the end of the fic, it’s revealed that Deku was only in town becuse he was on a mandatory break for overworking himself.

Fanfic number two: - FOUND it was Cruel Affection by Mediumcanis

Smutty - Deku and Bakugou are having sex, and Deku is calling Bakugou all sorts of names and such, but Bakugou starts crying because contrary to popular belief, he doesn’t like the verbal degradation/humiliation. Deku feels bad and starts praising Bakugou instead, mending the climax on a sweeter note.

PLEASE help me find these fics. I’m desperate. -cries-