#ESPECIALLY if you believe that he’s kirishima’s brother

[fluff-n-cookies]

Some Deku things.

TW: cursing twice. f word and b word. kinda angsty, sorry, but like 3 grams of it.

for being the main character, Izuku Midoriya isn't given as much nearly love as much love as he should be, platonically especially.

Now, as he's too young to be a father, this could go two ways. (two ways that don't involve adult! reader.) either you're his sister or his best friend.

but I want both so we'll make you Bakugou's sister and Deku's best friend.

and this ain't bout' Katsuki so I'll focus on Izuku for now.

the only way I can see you two meetings is that Bakugou's parents adopted you as Bakugou had trouble connecting with his peers on a good level and hoped you would help Bakugou (and them.) find some peace in all this mayhem.

Unfortunately for them it's Bakugou we're talking about so of course he treated you terribly leaving both you and Izuku in the same position.

wanting to impress him.

so Izuku wanting to be a hero to someone, tries to stick up for you

...which ends in him getting blasted in the face, but hey! he's trying!

I also headcanon he has some self esteem problems where he "doesn't feel masculine." as in he feels weak. and according to Kacchan, hanging out with girls is girly and he always tells his mom he wants to play with Kacchan as an excuse to hangout with you.

I swear, he spends all his allowance money on All might merch for you. your hair is always full of the All might themed bows he bought you. you keep telling he doesn't have to but no he's too busy convincing his mom to buy more for you.

as he gets older (UA time.) he will not shut up about you. the number of stories Iida heard about you is in the hundreds now. and Denki, Mina, and Mineta genuinely thought you were not real and either Deku is high, drunk, hallucinating, or he's just a very sad dude.

BOY WERE THEY SURPRISED TO SEE YOU WAITING BY THE GATES FOR HIM OUTSIDE.

and, no you weren't there for Kacchan, the Bitch can walk himself home.

he kept yelling at himself for not actually being a good brother to you and making you feel bad about yourself, but you'll never know.

one time you jokingly kissed Izuku's cheek in front of Bakugou and Izuku has the same color as your cherry lip balm that was now stuck to his cheek, and Aizawa and Kirishima had to physically restrain Bakugou as not to have a murder on their lands.

Denies all allegations he has a crush on you then proceeds to buy you your favorite candy and flowers for no reason. other than your the best thing to ever happen to him that is.

but no, seriously, his feelings are all platonic. the reason he treats you like this is because he genuinely believes you are an angel sent to guide him through this harsh world.

Bakugou and his peers ridiculed him.

His mother didn't think he could become a hero.

All might wasn't physically there.

He doesn't have a father!

you were the only one who ever stuck around.

he would kill and be killed if you asked and is willing to give up anything for you.

except for his limited addition 2031 All might figurine.

[escape-the-real]

The Lost Crown: A Tale of Rebellious Royalty. (MHA Fantasy Au x reader)

Drabble, Characters are 18+

Synopsis: Y/n meets two new acquaintances while on the run. Can they trust them?

Word count: 1,766

Includes/mentioned: Shigaraki, Magne, Bakugo, Hana, Kirishima.

Key: (T:) - Translation, (e/c) - eye colour, (s/c) - skin colour, (h/c) - hair colour.

Warning: Angst, and mentions of deceased loved ones.

⚔︎- Chapter Two: The Dark Forest-⚔︎

Y/n stopped running to catch their breath but also turned to look back towards the palace that had been their home for so many years. It was all they knew, but that simple knowledge sent fear coursing through them again. Quickly Y/n turned and ran deeper into the forest.

The village road was a well-traveled route that they were afraid to go on. They endured the brambles, thistles, and thorns that grew quickly in the underbrush instead. The thistles thrashed Y/n's ankles and the thorns tore the makeshift cloak they were wearing. Their heart pounding so loudly that they stopped when they could hear nothing else. However, at that point, Y/n was driven forward by a greater fear of being captured than a fear of the unknown.

They found that the more they moved, the forest around them lay in listening quiet. The noise of Y/n's scrambling canceled out any noise of a follower behind them. So they ran without stopping. When at last Y/n couldn't go any further, they sat down with their back against a huge tree and rested their head on their knees.

"I'm too tired to be afraid," Y/n muttered out to the open air before closing their eyes.

When Y/n's eyes reopened, the gray light of dawn lit the clearing around them. Where the clearing merged into the forest, tangled fronds and broken branches marked the way they had come. Y/n stared in dismay. Prince Shigaraki's trackers would not even be needed to find them. They would be the morning's entertainment for his visitors.

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about it." The voice was gentle, hardly disturbing the quiet of the peaceful clearing.

Their heart leaped into their throat. At first glance around the cleaning, they saw nothing. They were ready to believe that they had finally gone mad.

In their peripherals, they saw a long red, and scaly tail. This tail belonged to a… man? He sat resting on a branch above Y/n on the tree they had fallen asleep against. He had bright red hair that spiked towards the heavens, scarlet eyes, sharp pointed teeth that formed a smile, folded wings, and horns that protruded from his red hair. He wore no cloak, just a small grey vest that did nothing to hide his rather muscular build that was littered with scales, a baggy pair of dark grey pants, and a dull orange scarf hung loosely around his neck.

Y/n shuffled forward in alarm when he jumped down from his perch above them. He made a non-threatening gesture by raising his hands in surrender. He walked slowly towards the way that Y/n had come. They watched him, ready to run. He retraced Y/n's steps and with heavy swipes of his tail, he crushed the brambles and undergrowth. Y/n watched in curiosity and astonishment. When at last the man was finished, a wide portion of the underbrush had been flattened. The tacks that they had left had been well hidden. The man made his way back towards them. He stretched his arms above his head yawning, sharp pointed teeth fully on display.

"W-why did you help me?" Questioned Y/n, not used to kindness, especially kindness from a stranger. The man tilted his head at them, pondering their question.

"There's nothing the way you came but Shigaraki's palace," the man replied gently. "Anyone who flees from that wretched place will find that I give my assistance freely."

Y/n's e/c eyes widen in surprise. Slowly they felt their body begin to relax. "You do not call him Prince," they said wearily studying the man.

"Nope," the man said confidently. "I only have one who I shall call Prince, and it's not Shigaraki, brother to our dead Queen.

"Who do you serve then?" Y/n asked.

"I serve the barbarian Prince and his family. I am his mate and sworn protector, it's what my dragon-shifting ancestors have done for centuries before the great war. When we lost so many…" His voice trailed off. He looked back at Y/n, and his eyes lost their fire, becoming gentle.

He shakes his head as if to clear his thoughts before looking back at them with his head tilted and a wide smile. "Come on," he said. "We shouldn't linger around here. It's unwise and dangerous."

Y/n hesitated for a moment. They looked around as if finding the best route of escape.

"Come," the man said gently yet firmly at the same time. "No harm will come to you when you're with me." His eyes pleading her to allow him to help.

When Y/n took the first step towards him, it surprised even them. But once their decision was made, they couldn't turn back. Y/n intended to take another step toward the man but stopped due to her feet being cut up and having extremely sore muscles. The man gave them a once-over before swiftly walking over and picking them up, bridal style. They let out a squeak before clutching their cloak tighter and pulling their hood down to cast a shadow over their eyes, but the man didn't look down at them. Instead, he gave a light rumble that they felt vibrate in his chest. He walked into the sea of overgrown ferns. Y/n could see the path before the ferns hid it again.

Y/n had become used to the swaying motion of being carried when they came across an open meadow. Little huts were clustered along its edges, their little chimneys sending light grey smoke into the sky. Between the huts, Y/n could see animal corrals. People went about their work, stopping now and then to entertain their children.

"Is it a village?" Y/n whispered in awe.

The man gave her a funny look. "Have you never been to the village?"

They shook their head. Their attention was fixed on the huts, and they didn't see the look the man gave them.

They moved through the village. Few individuals turned to look at them with curiosity. Y/n was drawn to one in particular; he had his back to them, but his ash blonde hair was spiky, and he moved with an unusual grace. When he turned, his ruby-red eyes followed the two. Y/n was too tired to remember just how he sparked this recognition and too sore to really care.

The shapeshifter carried them away from the village to a small camp and the man that Y/n saw before was there waiting.

This man had spikey blonde hair, piercing blood-coloured eyes, different tribal jewelry, and tribal tattoos. He had no shirt on his muscular chest, a red cloak adorned with white fur at the collar sat on his shoulders, and baggy black pants hung up by a belt sat dangerously on his narrow waist.

"Tch, the hell is this?" The ash blonde spoke harshly.

"A guest and be nice." The shapeshifter said with a sigh.

"Eijiro." The ash blonde said warningly.

"Eijiro?" Y/n muttered this name out.

The redhead holding them looked down at them in his arms with a smile.

"Yup, that's my name. Eijiro Kirishima! Guess we didn't really introduce ourselves before, did we?" He said with a light chuckle.

The blonde let out a loud sigh. "Whatever, we will talk later about this. I saw a herd of wild boar this morning and intend to get some fucking meat for dinner."

"Could you possibly drive them through the clearing near the twisted tree and a little bit through the plain?" Kirishima asked the blonde while setting Y/n on a freshly made bed roll.

"Why?" The blonde snapped.

Kirishima went closer to the other man before whispering something that made his jaw clench. Y/n could only catch something about The Yami no dōmei (T: Dark Alliance), which made them shudder.

The blonde quirked an eyebrow before saying, "Heh! Shigaraki's group might change one hunt for another". He didn't care how loud he was or if Y/n heard him.

Kirishima kisses the man on the lips with a quick "Be safe Katsuki."

The blonde smirks after the kiss and looks towards Y/n, who looks away embarrassed for being caught staring at their private moment. The blonde laughed heartily, then grabbed a sword and headed to the area where he had last seen the herd of boars earlier.

Y/n watched Katuski walk away before they realized how tired they were and how comfy this bed roll that Ejiro had placed them down upon. They didn't even notice when Ejiro got a bucket of water and sat beside them.

"Mind laying back for me? Just want to clean your scratches, don't want them getting infected, do we?" He says, gently pushing their shoulder to get them to lay back.

Ejiro pulled out a shimmering green vile from his trouser pocket and dumped its contents into the bucket of water. They made no protest as he slid their cloak off from their shoulders. When a cloth dipped in the bucket was gently applied to the scratches created by the thistles, Y/n closed their eyes.

The rhythmic movement abruptly halted. The feeling of comfort vanished in an instant. When Y/n opened their eyes, they noticed that Ejiro's scarlet eyes were sweeping over the birthmark on their shoulder. Almost in a protective manner, their hand shot up to cover it. Ejiro turned away, sensing the uneasiness.

He got up and started tending to things around the small campsite. Y/n waited tensely for him to mention anything about the birthmark. But he said nothing. For some strange reason, the silence from him bothered them even more. It robbed them of their peace and made them slightly angry.

"Here, I made some tea to help you relax enough to sleep. Made with Valerian, you know, the plant." Ejiro said, placing a small cup beside them.

Y/n knew of the plant Valerian. It was in one of the books they had read many times while locked in their room. Valerian is well known for having mildly hypnotic qualities that make it act on the nervous system like a sedative.

"O-oh, thank you," Y/n said, sitting up a little. With his back to them, they pretended to sip the tea before dumping it on the grass next to the bedroll. Then, instead of taking that much-needed rest, Y/n spent the next few hours feigning sleep.

Many thoughts and images ran through their mind. Y/n thought of the palace, Shigaraki raging at Mange for losing them, the boars, and the two new acquaintances they had met. With all those thoughts swirling through their head, they fell into a troubled sleep.

Thanks for reading, hope it was enjoyable!! Make sure to stick around for ⚔︎- Chapter Three: Flames at Noon-⚔︎

[kywaslost]

You Dreamt He Died - Bakugou!Reader

A/N: This is based on a dream I had a few days ago about my own brother. Thought it’d make a good comfort fic.

Warnings: heavy mentions of sh and attempted suicide, car wreck, death

If one were asked their thoughts of the Bakugou twins before they had met them, they’d say they thought they’d be at each other’s throats. That there would be constant yelling and bickering between the two. But they were all wrong. You and Katsuki were the best of friends, the perfect sibling duo. You were attached to Katsuki’s hip, and he was yours. Don’t get me wrong, there was the typical sibling rivalry, but for the most part you and Katsuki got along really well.

So well, in fact, that you often had nightmares about terrible things being done to your brother. Especially after the sludge attack, and his kidnapping. You’d been there for both villain attacks. The sludge villain had attacked you, too, but the press never talked about you. And you were there when the League got a hold of Katsuki. They tried to get you first, but you were able to get to safety before they could get you. But you were there when you watched your twin get pulled into some type of portal, taken away from you.

You had night mares. Sometimes they were bad enough to be considered night terrors. That’s why it wasn’t odd to see you leaving Katsuki’s room in the mornings, or asleep hunched over the counter in the kitchen, or knocked out on the sofa. But it was also uncommon for the other kids in 1-A to wake up to you screaming, or for you to miss class to go to therapy to talk about your dreams.

Sometimes you wouldn’t wake up from your nightmares until the morning. That’s just what happened tonight.

Your dream felt so real. You vividly remember standing in a hospital room, looking over the foot of the bed of your dead brother. All you could remember was pitch black. Then headlights. You were hanging upside down. Then you heard the doctor. Died in a car wreck, what a shame.

Suddenly you were standing in the dining room of your childhood home, silent tears streaming down your face. You turned to your parents.

“Mom,” you croaked out. “I can’t see reality for what it is. I struggle with derealization. Tell me. Is he dead? He’s never coming home? I’ll never see him again?”

Mitsuki glared at you, malice in her voice as she spoke, “yes.”

‘Did I kill him?’ you thought to yourself, crying harder. Then it was almost as if time skipped forward, and now you were on the top of a building somewhere in the city. You felt fat wet tears stream down your face. You opened your eyes, and the first thing you saw was blood. But it was your blood. A kitchen knife sat beside you on the chilly concrete roof. Were you trying to kill yourself? There was blood dripping down your arms.

You immediately pulled out your phone, pulling up Aizawa’s phone number. He had told you to always text or call him when you felt this way, so you texted him, telling him how you felt and what had happened.

Fast forward 8 hours, and this was his response:

Aizawa: Sorry, I was sleeping. I’m sorry about what happened, hope you’ll figure it out!

How you were still alive now, you didn’t know. All you knew was that you were now standing in one of the halls of UA, breathless. There, standing alive and well in front of you, was Katsuki. His backpack hung over one shoulder as he spoke to Kirishima over his shoulder.

You couldn’t believe your eyes. It was hard to breathe. Was this real?

“Katsu?” your voice shook. Katsuki’s head snapped to you, raising an eyebrow.

“What?”

Your eyes filled with tears as you ran into him, wrapping your arms around his waist. You hugged him tightly, not daring to let go. “Are you real?”

Bakugou hesitated, “Yeah? I’d hope so.”

You spent the remainder of your dream clinging to Bakugou’s arm, following him around. You missed your elected classes to stay with him, hoping to god that this wasn’t just a dream. That he’s alive and not dead by your own doing.

You startled yourself awake. You glanced around your bedroom in a panic, taking in your surroundings. You were in your dorm room, and moonlight streamed in through the cracked curtains of your balcony. You stumbled out of bed, tripping over your weighted blanket as you stumbled over to your bedroom door. You threw open the door and ran into the hall, leaving your door open as you ran to the elevator.

You weren’t sure where you were going, but you ended up on the first floor of the dorms. When the elevator dinged and you stepped out, all lights were off, except for the lights in the kitchen.

“Y/N?” a soft, confused voice called from behind you. You whipped around, hands pressed to your chest as you heaved in quick breaths. Your eyes landed on Izuku, standing in the entryway of the kitchen. His grey hoodie hung lower on one side, and covered his hands. He looked tired, and worried. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

“Where’s my brother?” you asked with a whimper.

“Kacchan?” Deku asked, coming closer to you. “He should still be in bed.” Izuku placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, eyebrows raised in concern. “You’re shaking, N/N. Why don’t you sit down for a moment?”

You shook your head, then wiped the tears streaming down your face. It was getting harder to breathe. “I want Katsuki. I need to see him!”

“Ok,” Izuku said calmly, running the hand that was on your shoulder up and down your arm. “Here. Let’s sit down, and I can call him, ok? Then he can come down here. Is that alright?” You nodded, following Izuku as he led you over to the living room. You took a seat next to Deku and curled in on yourself, waiting for your brother.

Deku sat closely beside you, wrapping an arm around his shaking form. He gave you one last worried glance before pulling out his phone and opening Katsuki’s contact. A moment passed before the boy beside you sighed and took the phone away from his face.

“He won’t answer,” he muttered to himself. But you heard his words, and they sent you into hysterics. You cried harder, choking on your sobs. Izuku rushed to comfort you, pulling you into a hug. “No, no, it’s ok,” he said desperately. “I’m sure he’s just asleep. I’ll have Todoroki go wake him, ok?”

“Hello?” a tired voice came from the other end of the phone. “Midoriya, is everything alright?”

Izuku chuckled nervously. “Hey, Todoroki. Sorry to bother you. It’s just, I think Y/N had a nightmare, or something like that, and she’s kinda panicky. Do you think you could wake up Kacchan? I tried to call him but he didn’t answer.”

Deku could hear Shoto’s sheets ruffle as he got out of bed. “Yes, I can do that. Where are you?”

“Down in the living room,” Izu answered. “Thank you, Todoroki.”

“You’re welcome Midoriya.” Then the two hung up.

“Hey,” Izuku cooed gently, trying to calm your tears. “Todoroki’s going to get your brother, ok? I promise, he’s alright.” The green haired boy held you tighter. “Let’s try and get your breathing under control, yeah?”

Todoroki stepped out of the elevator and onto the floor Bakugou’s room was located on. He made his way to the blond’s door and knocked. “Katsuki,” he called.

There was grumbling coming from behind the door. “Who the hell is it?” Katsuki grumbled.

“Todoroki,” the icyhot boy stated.

“What the hell do you want at 4 in the morning?”

“It’s Y/N.”

There was a sudden commotion coming from behind the door before it was thrown open and a tired yet worried Bakugou stood in the doorway. “What happened?”

When Todoroki and Bakugou made it down to the first floor, Izuku had managed to get your breathing under control and your tears down to a minimum. When the elevator door dinged and Bakugou stepped out, Todoroki followed closely.

“N/N?” Katsuki called out quietly, reaching out for you. “What happened?”

You jumped from the couch and into the arms of your brother. “I dreamt I killed you,” you cried. “I killed you in a car wreck.”

“Oh, honey,” he cooed softly. “I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.” Bakugou’s crimson red eyes met Izuku’s, saying a silent ‘thank you’.

Bakugou rarely showed his soft side to anyone but you, but he was thankful that your guys’ childhood friend was there to calm you down, and that Todoroki was there to wake him up. You ended up going back to Katsuki’s room with him, spending the rest of the night with your twin. Thankfully it was now the weekend, so you could spend the rest of the day reassuring yourself that Katsuki was in fact alive and well beside you. But it was always nice to have him hold your hand and reassure you every once in a while.

[bestygogirl]

BEST YGO GIRL: Round 2, Group D

Match 8

please use this as an opportunity to say why you like a character, not why you don't.

Propaganda under the cut!

Romin Kirishima

Sevens treats her so well. She can duel and is a successful musician. She gets her own song sung by her voice actor in the show. She is absolutely slay. She’s a rocker with pink hair and pronouns. And she also made a curry that was so bad that it was used as a bomb and to power a spaceship you guys HAVE to vote for Romin I know very little about her but she seems like a mix of girlfail and girlboss and that's extremely real of her. Also she has a guitar and guitars are very cool

Shizuka Kawai

Shizuka is obviously very sweet, supportive and positive, but she is also stubborn and brave as hell. There's the obvious ones: Ripped off her post-surgery bandages after being functionally blind in order to jump into deep water to save her brother without a second thought! Perfect win record, won her first ever duel despite having no clue how to play!

But there's a couple really great less obvious character moments as well:

First off, her message to Jounouchi before Duelist Kingdom: It's heavily implied they hadn't spoken in a long time since their parents' divorce. But Shizuka, a very sheltered pre-teen, was the first one to break the silence and reach out to her big brother - even though they were likely deliberately being kept apart by their mother, who seems to believe Jou is a bad influence on his sister. Jou and Shizuka's mom has likely been repeating this narrative to Shizuka growing up, too: "Your brother is no-good just like your dad. Your brother is dangerous. Your brother is a bad influence" etc, etc. But this doesn't stop her from secretly deciding to contact Jou. Shizuka had no idea when reaching out that he'd do something over-the-top like try and win money for her operation. She just wanted to talk to her estranged sibling and update him on her life, including her illness, which was probably really scary for her to talk about.

Second: This kid breaks out of a hospital, still blind and wearing post-surgical bandages after a major operation, to see her brother. She meets all of her brother's friends in one go and immediately is like "Whatever I'll get in your car strange woman, just get me to Katsuya!!" Then after the pier duel she's still so determined to offer what support she can that she gets on the giant aircraft of a well-known local maniac without hesitation. The first things she sees after years of declining eyesight are: her brother nearly drowning, literal gods being summoned, someone she clearly idolizes as a big sister getting Shadow Game'd, Honda getting dropped into a pit of lava, her brother ACTUALLY dying - and she remains kind, cheerful and brave throughout it all.

Third: Despite her clear idolization and respect of Jounouchi, she actually doesn't just thoughtlessly go along with what he says all the time! Several times in the anime, when she feels Jou is being impulsive, stubborn or unkind, she'll call him out on it. A notable example is in Virtual World when Jounouchi suggests they should just leave Kaiba and Mokuba to go off alone. Shizuka firmly tells him "No, that's not the right thing to do," and tries to go off after the Kaibros all by herself. This is really brave as hell, especially seeing as she's evidently prepared to go against ALL of her brother's cool older friends despite being young, a bit naive/inexperienced, and has seen a staggering amount of dangerous things happen to them all up to that point.

Fourth: Virtual World Duel. Yes she has a miniature crisis after seeing her brother's best friend get dropped into lava. But she recovers and wins the duel with a religious-iconography-power-lesbian card. Love that for her.

Fifth: Shizuka is the only character in the entire series to stand in front of Seto Kaiba and say to his face "human lives are more important than card games." And she's not even one of Yuugi's core friend group, who's seen Kaiba at his most vulnerable. From her perspective, this is not only a giant tall scary-looking older guy with the bitchiest resting face this side of the Pacific, he's also one of the most powerful individuals in Domino City (possibly in Japan.) Kaiba is a well-known public figure who Shizuka had previously probably only seen on the news for things like staggering wealth, general lunacy, and patricide. AND YET, she's the one who marches her little self up to him and tells him to land his damn blimp and get Bakura some medical care. (It kind of works, too! Kaiba is difficult and annoying to all of them and implies he doesn't care if Bakura dies, but after Shizuka makes her appeal, only THEN does he admit that KaibaCorp has excellent trained medical staff on board.)

Sixth: Pulls a truly disturbed prank with Mai and then laughs in the face of her brother's devastation. We love a weird kid with an extremely questionable sense of humor. She's definitely fine after all the Horrors(TM) she's witnessed. Probably.

Anyways vote Shizuka she's a fucking great character and the fandom has been SLEEPING on her!!!!

[heartofjasmina]

Congrats on 1000 followers!!! ψ(｀∇´)ψ cheers to many more!

May I get some big headcanons for kirishima?

Thank you so much!! <3

Big brother Kirishima loves seeing you yelp every time his massive hand spanks your ass for encouragement, especially since no one would believe the cheerful giant would ever do such a thing. It carries over into the bedroom too-- he always smacks your ass when he's balls deep inside you.

[doodlegirl1998]

Thinking about how, once again, mha is a dystopia. Why every kid wants to be heroes?

Money could be a good reason but excluding Izu and Ocha, no one seems to be struggling financially to the point "oh no. I need to be a hero and help my family"

Then I thought about and well...propaganda is a good tool for good or bad. Then now I wonder if AM was such tool. Think about it, he is the #1 hero of all Japan and kids, especially in Japan, have this idol culture where "this dude is so cool. I want to buy all his merch and be like him"

We see kids (even baby Tenko) playing as AM, the victorious one. A propaganda can sure make seem this job as a amazing and wonderful.

Ok....where is the propaganda? Why the kids really want to be heroes? (Maybe is an excuse to use their quirks freely, but I can only especulate)

In mha we are told (lightly show) kids want to be heroes but is never explaines why, let alone why quirkless Izu wants to be a hero.

Where is the propaganda?

Does other heroes resent AM for that? Does they thank AM for this?

Hori wants us to believe everyone wants to be hero, in a society where people will blame you, the hero, if you lose. You have to be Atlas or else you are cancelled.

Hi @mikeellee 👋

Yeah this is what I find strange about Hori's world building - it's never really explored why all these kids want to be heroes bar a few rare examples (here's the ones I can think of.)

Bakugou - wants to be the next number 1 and rich for himself (see Volume 1.)

Ochaco - wants to provide for her family and being a hero will help her do that.

Izuku - Wants to help and save people like All Might. (Ok that's fine but why a hero specifically? Izu could have been a Doctor, Firefighter or a Quirk Analyst and still done that. It would be interesting if he wanted to be a hero specifically out of spite because that's one of the things people told him he could never do.)

Shoto: wanted to be a hero to save people like his mother and siblings - but his mother explicitly. - This could have been a great way to explore heroic corruption if there were more 'heroic people' having quirk marriages like this. Yet Hori doesn't give us that. Endeav seems like one rare asshole. Not systemic corruption.

Here's the thing, it's not really explored why anyone else / any other kid wants to be a hero other than brief barely explored ideas at best. I've included a few examples below.

"My brother is a hero, I want to be like him," - Iida. Great - so why doesn't Hori explore this more and have Tensei appear more as a driving force for Iida?

"Saving people is so cool," - Jirou. Ok, why does she think that? Was she ever in a position where she needed saving? Why was this so strong a feeling that she prioritised this career path over her music which is passionate about?

Kirishima hates bullies and views saving people as "manly" taking inspiration from Crimson Riot. So why be a hero specifically? Just because his idol was? Kirishima could have been an amazing teacher and eradicated bullies that way. (Ignore for a moment about how being besties with the biggest bully in 1A undermines all that.)

Mineta says he wants to be a hero to "get girls" and "be popular". Shallow but realistic motivations for a teen boy yet there must be something more driving him otherwise he would have given up by now.

I wish we saw more of the HPSC propaganda, the deeper things driving these kids to heroism specifically and AM's good work that's spoken about but not seen enough.

Do the kids want freedom to use their quirks and use them for good? I could see that especially with sentient quirks like Dark Shadow, keeping sentient quirks surpressed would probably be hard and painful.

As for your last point - I think other heroes relied on and admired AM a lot viewing him as above them - the symbol of stability of their society. A concept that has a lot of flaws but will be undoubtedly repeated in Izuku being the next symbol in their heroic society.

[silverynight]

A full moon

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Chapter 2

After visiting his friend Uraraka, Izuku goes back to the dorms with a weird sensation; it's like someone has been following him. He had to look around before knocking on Uraraka's door and did the same when he found himself back in the hallway at night.

Perhaps it's just his imagination; it's been a difficult and weird week. It's Friday night now and even though he doesn't have to go to any class tomorrow he feels like he's exhausted.

He's going to be alone for the weekend, Shoto is visiting his sister and he'll be staying with her a couple of days; he knows it's important to him because she's the one (along with his older brother) who has been really supportive of him all this time.

It's really late, Izuku can only see the path back to the building because there are lights outside; he's dragging his feet, too tired to move quickly. Trying not to think about all the homework he'll have to do tomorrow, he thinks of what Uraraka said about his situation.

She's really protective of him and basically told him to be careful (because she didn't like when Izuku told her Bakugo was a bully in middle school) but at the same time said he should give him a chance.

"It's almost like he's..." She didn't finish the sentence though, she just chuckled instead. "Just one opportunity... I mean if he's Kirishima's friend he must be good or at least have good intentions. I don't think Kirishima would be friends with someone who actually hurts other people."

She's right. It's just that Izuku doesn't exactly know what Bakugo wants... But he should give him an opportunity.

There's also the possibility that Bakugo is not interested enough to even try to see him again...

Suddenly, Izuku hears a noise; he turns around and gets startled when he gets a glimpse of the biggest dog he's ever seen in his life. From where he's standing, it looks like a huge shadow, its eyes are red, and almost glow in the night.

It's probably not wise to get close to a dog he doesn't own, especially considering that they're not allowed inside the campus which means someone is keeping it hidden (which is unlikely, considering the size of the dog) or it got inside on its own.

"Hi!" Izuku grins, moving closer. It's weird that the dog hasn't moved or looked away from him the whole time; at first it almost seemed like it was watching Izuku's every move. "How did you get in here?"

Oh. It's not a dog... It's a wolf or at least it looks like one now that Izuku is close enough to actually look at it under the lamp light. No, it can't be. What's a wolf doing there? Besides, it's an unique one because Izuku has never seen a wolf with blond fur in his life.

Izuku stops for a moment; if it's a wolf it means it's a wild animal that could attack him if it feels threatened.

Suddenly, the creature moves; it trots towards him before Izuku can even think what to do, but then he realizes it's wagging its tail.

Maybe he's a half wolf, he seems to be used to being around people.

"Are you lost?" Izuku chuckles when the wolf nuzzles against his left side, demanding attention. "Such a handsome boy!"

The tail goes crazy when Izuku finally kneels and starts stroking the wolf's head and scratching behind its ears.

The fur is incredibly soft and is clean, which means the wolf must have an owner.

"Let's go to my room!" Izuku says, rising from the ground. "Come quickly, before someone sees you. I promise I'll take you back home tomorrow."

The wolf must be trained, because he moves carefully and doesn't make any sounds, he stops when Izuku asks him to and they both manage to get inside Izuku's room.

He? Since when he thinks about the wolf as he? Well, it doesn't matter, it feels better than think of him as it and Izuku is sure the wolf is a boy.

Izuku still can't believe no one saw them; it's late sure, but it's Friday and he's sure most of the students are still awake.

"My roommate won't be here this weekend so I think we'll be fine for now," Izuku explains to the wolf; he probably doesn't understand, but Izuku likes to talk to him.

Izuku doesn't have any dog food so he gives the wolf half of his burger and puts some comfortable clothes on after eating his half. He finds hilarious that the wolf turns his back on him when he's taking his clothes off and wonders if he was trained to do that too.

"You can look now," Izuku chuckles. "I'm decent."

He doesn't expect the wolf to understand, although to his surprise the wolf does turn around when Izuku asks.

Probably a coincidence.

He jumps on his bed, too exhausted to do anything else. His eyes are almost completely closed when he feels the mattress shift under the creature's weight; he can't believe he didn't notice him getting on the bed.

"No, wait, you have to sleep on the floor!" The wolf looks so offended at that it's almost like he understands every word. Izuku can't help but laugh. The wolf is really warm next to him and so soft Izuku gives in almost immediately. "Alright, just this time. But if I'm going to let you sleep on my bed I feel like I have to give you a name, at least a temporary one. What about bubblegum?"

The wolf huffs, looking outraged; he curls up next to Izuku and even though he's huge, they both manage to fit on the bed.

"Fine. I don't like that one either, I just wanted to see your reaction... Cotton candy? Okay, I get it, I get it! Nothing soft because you're a big bad wolf!"

It seems the wolf doesn't like any name because Izuku tries a couple and the creature hits him on the leg with his tail every time, looking unhappy and grumpy.

"What about Kacchan?" Izuku whispers, fighting the need to close his eyes. The wolf doesn't hit him, but doesn't look convinced either. "Come on! That's a cute name! I know you like to look scary and tough, but I think you're actually kind and sweet inside."

Before the wolf huffs, Izuku starts caressing the fur behind his ears and the creature almost purrs in response. His tail starts wagging happily.

"Kacchan it is then," Izuku giggles, before moving away from the creature a little bit to give him space. "Goodnight, Kacchan."

Although it seems he doesn't like the space because the wolf gets closer again and nuzzles against Izuku's neck before closing his eyes.

***

A wet tongue on his face wakes him up. Izuku groans before actually opening his eyes and remembers everything that happened last night.

"Kacchan!" Izuku scolds him, although he only pretends to be irritated; the wolf wags his tail in response like he knows. "It's too early!"

A heavy, almost possessive paw lays on his chest and stops him from moving away. The wolf looks at him before burying his cold nose in the curve on Izuku's neck. It makes him giggle.

"Come on, we have to get off the bed eventually," Izuku pats the creature on the head lightly, reminding himself that he has to take him back to his owner or at least somewhere safe.

Izuku pushes him softly, but the wolf huffs and moves even closer.

"Come on, Kacchan!" Finally, he manages to sit on the bed with his legs crossed, but the wolf shifts his position only to place his head on Izuku's lap. "You're really clingy, you know? You must miss your owner."

The creature is huge and stubborn, which means Izuku might actually need some help to get him out. But he doesn't know who could help him without saying a word about it... Shoto is not there so he's out of the question.

Perhaps...

Before he can regret it he sends a quick text to Kirishima and hopes for the best.

In order to avoid getting anxious, Izuku finally gets completely off the bed, ignoring the wolf's outraged growl, puts some clean clothes on and makes the bed.

He's sitting on the floor, trying to do homework, with half of the wolf's body on his lap when he hears a knock on his door.

"Kacchan, no!" The wolf is immediately on all fours, grumpily growling at the door, although he looks more irritated than angry.

Fortunately, it's just Kirishima at the other side.

"Listen, I know I didn't explain anything to you in my text but I need your help with something..."

"Sure, Midobro! That's what friends are for!" He grins before actually walking inside. "By the way I heard something weird and–Bakugo?"

The wolf huffs, sitting stubbornly next to Izuku and glaring at the redhead like he wants him to go.

"Bakugo?" Izuku repeats, confused. "You mean Kacchan is Bakugo's wolf?"

Kirishima looks suddenly nervous and surprised by the wolf's presence in Izuku's room.

"That's exactly what I meant of course! He's Bakugo's wolf!" Then he blinks a couple of times before adding: "Wait a minute... Kacchan?"

Izuku blushes before looking back at the grumpy wolf next to him.

"It's the name I use for him... It was temporary, I was planning on finding the owner..."

"Kacchan!" Kirishima laughs, prompting the wolf to growl at him, although the redhead doesn't look worried at all. "Kacchan! It's such a cute name!"

"Please don't tell Bakugo I found his wolf!" Izuku says, flustered. "He must be really worried! He'd probably get mad at me if–"

"Oh, trust me," Kirishima cuts him off, smiling amusedly at the way the creature starts nuzzling against Izuku's leg to calm him down. "He wouldn't mind."

Feeling a little bit better, Izuku kneels in front of the wolf and hugs him tight before scratching behind his ears; his tail starts wagging.

"I'm going to miss you."

The wolf starts nuzzling against his chest, cheek and neck almost with determination until Kirishima smacks him on the head; the wolf huffs with irritation at him.

"Ba–Kacchan!" Kirishima scolds. "You know you shouldn't be doing that; it's not fair!"

"What?" Izuku asks, confused. He rises again much to the wolf's irritation. "He's only being affectionate..."

"He's scenting you."

"I don't understand..."

Kirishima sighs.

"It's okay, Midoriya. You did nothing wrong I... Listen, I think it's time to get him back home."

"Sure. Do you need help?"

"No, I can manage from here, trust me," Kirishima assures him. However, he does roll his eyes when the wolf sits behind Izuku's legs. "No, none of that! You know this is not how... things are done."

"It's okay, Kacchan! If... Bakugo lets me maybe I'll pay you a visit some day, okay?"

Reluctantly, the wolf trots towards Kirishima almost in defeat.

"By the way, how does Bakugo keep a creature like this in the campus without anyone noticing?"

"Bakugo doesn't actually live here, he has his own apartment."

"Oh, that makes sense," Izuku mumbles, even though it doesn't, because it means the wolf got inside on his own.

He has no idea how Kirishima is going to get him out now.

"Are you sure you don't want me to help you?"

"It's fine... I've done this before."

"Alright, goodbye, Kirishima. Goodbye, Kacchan."

There's something weird about this whole situation... Although Izuku is not sure what it is.

***

For the first time in a while, Eijiro narrows his eyes at his friend as soon as they're in the empty dressing room; Bakugo has finally shape shifted and put on some of his clothes before starting to pace around the room.

"That was not manly at all, Bakubro!"

"I know, I know!" He hisses, running his fingers through his own hair with a little bit of desperation. "It's just... I only wanted to see him at first, but I didn't want him to think I was a creep following him around..."

"Even though you were," Eijiro points out, trying not to chuckle.

Bakugo frowns, but pretends he didn't hear that.

"So I changed into my wolf form and followed him for a while... I only wanted to make sure he was okay! But then he saw me outside the dorms and invited me into his room and he let me cuddle him! Sure, he thought I was just a pet, but he let me get closer to him! And you know all my attempts at courting him have gone really bad! He doesn't want me near when I'm like this, but–"

"I told you you should try to court him another way, humans don't understand how werewolves do it..."

"I just wanted to be close to him!" Bakugo explodes, eyes glimmering with a very deep and strong longing. He really looks like he's in pain.

"Okay, I get it... He's your mate," Eijiro sighs. "But you can't keep lying to him like this... At least try to woo him like humans do. You have to earn his trust and his love before you try to explain the truth about yourself to him."

Bakugo takes a deep breath, but he nods.

"Fine... Although he might miss Kacchan so I could–"

"No, I don't think that's a good idea."

"We'll see."

***

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Silent Sparks - Volt 82

Warnings: It's a small filler chapter cause next chapter is the start of the raid!! Word count: 1946

Notes: Italics - Tsukare signing Bold italics - Family member/friend signing 'Italics with apostrophes' - Thoughts

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My first day back to class was uneventful. Dad and I sparred in front of most of the class. I used my inhaler once during the entire match, but he deemed he felt comfortable with me going on the mission.

The call came the next day in the middle of the night.

My phone buzzed on my chest, Denki sound asleep on my laptop and I rushed to get my shoes on. Midoriya and I left our rooms at the same time and only gave each other a nod while we rushed to the elevator. Kirishima, Uraraka and Tsu standing in the commons with their phones.

"Alright. You too?" Kirishima asked us.

"We got it." Tsu confirmed.

"It's happening." Midoriya said.

"Hey, you okay? Did you sleep last night?" Denki asked as I came down to the commons to eat breakfast.

"Yeah, I got a little bit of sleep in." I told him lackadaisically.

"What's going on?" He asked gently, careful not to draw anyone's attention to us.

"I'll explain later, I promise. I can't talk about it right now." I told him softly while looking into his eyes. He took a breath but nodded and dropped it.

Kirishima, Midoriya, Uraraka, Tsu and I sat in silence, all of us mentally preparing for today. I gave my brother a hug and Denki a quick kiss and soon left with the others to Nighteye's agency.

"They're keeping this Eri girl in their stronghold?" Rock Lock asked incredulously.

"And by stronghold, you mean..." Fat Gum trailed off.

"The headquarters of the Hassaikai. It's their leader's residence." Ryukyu confirmed.

"So you're tellin' me all that time we spent investigating was for nothing then?" Rock Lock jabbed.

"Not at all, we gained plenty of new information as well." Nighteye corrected.

"How'd you confirm she was there?" Fat Gum asked quickly. I bit back my laughter as Nighteye pulled out Gung-Ho! Glitter Squad 10! box.

"A member of the Hassaikai visited a nearby department store the other day. He purchased a toy favored by young girls." Nighteye stated casually.

"What?"

"That's pretty sparkly." Rock Lock said.

"Listen, maybe the guy just likes cutesy stuff. Different strokes for different folks, Nighteye." Fat jumped in. "You wanna tell us what you're doin' with one, though?"

"Yes. I was there when he made the purchase and overheard his conversation with the store clerk." He explained how he used his foresight on the guy and saw Eri.

"You ended up using Foresight anyway?" Rock Lock jabbed.

"If you recall, I said I'd use it when our path was more certain." Nighteye stated calmly.

"Whatever, this means we've got the data we need, right?" Fat Gum interjected.

"Yes. And we know for sure when they'll be there thanks to our stakeouts." Centipeder confirmed.

"We also worked with the police and already got a warrant to search the place!" Bubble Girl told us happily. "Next step..."

"... is to barge in there!" Fat Gum exclaimed.

"So what's the deal with ginger back here?" Rock Lock asked, turning around from the front to look at me.

"And that means?" I replied dully.

"Last time you went out and these guys were involved, they almost killed you." I sighed at the statement while everyone turned to me in silence.

"Yeah, they almost killed me. Had Fat Gum radio the school so I could say my goodbyes and everything. I don't believe that was just the Hassaikai though. They're working with the League, we can assume that much. As we are all well aware, the League has an interest in me. My bet is they persuaded the Hassaikai to help trap me or take me out, especially since Kirishima and I caught the guy who shot Sun Eater. For what reason, I'm not sure. But I can almost guarantee that the news coverage pissed off the League a lot." Rock Lock took a few steps forward, arms crossed over his chest.

"What makes you say that, Shortstack."

"Shigaraki is a power hungry, egotistical maniac with a loathing for heroes. He wants attention. He functions much like a toddler having a tantrum, that doesn't mean we should underestimate him though. So if he was behind that, or had anything to do with it, the fact that he got zero recognition, it would send him into a frenzy. He thrives off of chaos, whether it be in society or the chaos he makes. I'm aware of the risks, I'm not daft, but my only concern at this moment is getting that girl out of there. And it's Sonus, not Shortstack." Rock Lock licked his lips and nodded, dropping the issue right then and there.

I stood off to the side as Mirio worked on cheering up and pep talking with my classmates, Amajiki looking at him lovingly.

'They're cute together.' I thought to myself, mostly focusing on keeping my heart rate calm.

I followed everyone to the men's locker room, my suit having been repaired fully since the last time. I felt stray eyes on my back, and I already knew who they belonged to without looking up as I got in my costume.

"What?" I asked dryly.

"I- How did you..." Rock Lock trailed off.

"Just because I don't have my glasses on doesn't mean I don't have eyes in the back of my head. What do you need?" I asked again, my tone colder.

"I just wanted to say, it was nothin' personal back there." I scoffed under my breath and popped my glasses on.

"Sure it wasn't." He looked taken aback by my comment. "You don't feel like you can trust me cause I'm a kid. Personally, I couldn't care less who you are. I don't care about your age, your fighting style, who you like, what you look like, what your quirk is, none of it. As long as I know at the end of the day you're gonna have my back out there, couldn't care less about any of that. You saw my scars in person, so what? Now you're convinced I'll have your back and you feel the need to tell me because you felt bad?" He sighed and hung his head for a moment, waiting until I turned to face him.

"You're a good kid, you have a good head on your shoulders. You got morals and I can respect that. So, Sonus, next time work studies come around, I'd be proud if you reached out to me." He said, handing out a card to me. I let a small smile slip as I grabbed it and tucked it into my hero costume.

"Glad to know you aren't rescinding your offer from the Sports Festival." I told him, the two of us starting to walk out of the locker room.

"You saw that I sent you an offer? I'm sure you got loads."

"Almost four thousand to be more precise." He looked at me baffled.

"And through all those, you remembered mine?" He asked in arrogant disbelief. I sent him a cheeky smile and tapped my temple with my index finger.

"Don't forget, high IQ, gotta use it for something." He sighed and shook his head.

"Well played."

"Now then. Let's begin." Nighteye said before we all left, gathering in front of the police station at 8 am.

"As you know, Nighteye was able to use his quirk on a Hassaikai member. Through it, he saw underground facilities, and we believe them to be this Yakuza group's headquarters." The lead officer on the case started, briefing us and all of the cops behind him. "We were also able to confirm that the girl we're trying to rescue is currently being held in one of the rooms there. Although we were unable to map out the entire layout of the underground hallways, we believe the man Sir Nighteye saw took the shortest route to our target. This is the best intel we have at the moment concerning the Hassaikai's stronghold. It's the basis of this mission. Stay smart. These guys are dangerous, and we can expect them to bring their quirks against us, full force. We're passing around a list of current Hassaikai members and their quirks according to our registration databases. Commit this to memory."

"It's solid information to have on hand. Thank you for this." One of the heroes in the front said, an officer handing me a paper. I gazed over it, remembering the key points as best as I could.

"We don't wanna give them time to hide." The detective stated. "Our aim is to identify and apprehend all members as quickly as possible while securing our target."

"Things are moving fast now, huh?" Kirishima asked excitedly.

"Yeah, just remember to stay more focused than me and you'll be alright." I told him.

"You two are energetic, considering how early it is." Amajiki commented.

"Bold of you to assume I slept after we got the message this morning." I said sarcastically.

"I'm getting nervous." Uraraka expressed.

"No joke, first detective work, and now we're cooperating with the police. There's so much I don't know. Onryo seems to be the only one in our class who understands all of this." Tsu said, a finger pushing into her cheek nervously.

"I've dealt with the police too many times and after being a victim in a hero raid that needed to be rescued, it really tends to clear things up. Y'know, like looking at things in a different perspective." I rationed, seeing my Dad behind me look at me curiously.

"All the pros seem like they're pretty chill, huh?" Kirishima asked Midoriya and I as we walked away from the girls studying with Ryukyu. "So brave!" He cheered.

"Hey. I haven't seen Gran Torino around here this morning. You know where he is?" Izuku asked hesitantly.

"Apparently he won't be joining us today." Sir Nighteye said as he walked up.

"Tsukauchi's been keeping an eye on the League. According to him, it looks like they're on the move. Fortunately, we have plenty of heroes here, so we can afford to send Gran Torino." The detective said, walking up beside Nighteye.

"I was wondering where Tsukauchi was, but that answers my question." I told him blandly.

"Maybe we can take down the Hassaikai and the League of Villains at the same time!" Kirishima cheered.

"Oh, yeah!" Izuku returned with excitement.

"Whaddya think Tsukabro?"

"That's the hope, and I'm not trying to be a pessimist, but I won't hold my breath on taking down both groups today." I said in a colder tone.

"Let's do this." Midoriya said, more to himself than anyone.

"Not yet." My Dad said as he walked up to us.

"Ah! Mr. Eraser Head, sir!" My green haired best friend exclaimed in shock.

"I'm teaming up with Nighteye Agency for this. Do you understand me?" He asked.

"Yes, sir!"

"And Sonus. I'm watching you, too. Make me proud." He said before walking off. I swallowed the lump in my throat, my nerves starting to climb.

"Now! Heroes!" The detective called. "Things could get violent quickly out there. If you encounter even a hint of suspicious behavior or resistance, call for help immediately! We're up against gangsters who've avoided capture until now. It is imperative that each of you carry out your respective assignments. And stay sharp in there! We will commence the operation at 0830 hours. Heroes, move out!" He said while him and the rest of the cops saluted us.

[welovethecloudboytoomuch]

I think, I am a Soga stan and I don’t know how to feel about it

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Uhm bnha middle reason 3

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unplanned, e. kirishima x f!reader

chapter two: ripped-up lacy underwear

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A/N: no thoughts, head empty, just long haired pro hero kiri

warnings: cursing, female reader, mentions of alcohol, implied sexual intercourse, suggestive but no smut, horny, lmk if i missed any

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The majority of dinner was spent with you attempting to not look your brother in the eye, downing martini after champagne glass, hoping it would lessen the one-sided tension you were feeling. It didn’t.

Bakugou could feel something was wrong. He was expecting you to be smug about your promotion, bragging left and right, soaking in the compliments from your parents. But, nonetheless, you were… quiet. Very out of character for any of the Bakugou’s, but especially the youngest. 

You smiled every time your parents complimented your work ethic, and your ability to work up to such a high position at such a young age. He doesn’t blame them, becoming a creative director of a fashion brand as major as your mother’s was rare, if not impossible. You were only 25 after all. But he could see you were stuck in your head.

He brushed off your odd behaviour. Assuming you broke up with your boy toy of the month. He knew you didn’t spend the night at home. He called your best friend, Mai, who he knew you were with the night before as nobody was able to get a hold of you in the morning. She told him you probably weren’t home as you cut the outing short when you left with a guy. He didn’t know who this month's victim was, nor did he care. All he cared about was that you didn’t get with any of his friends, or close-ish coworkers. He said the rule to you, too, he wasn’t keen on you messing with anyone who he had to maintain a relationship with.

It was understandable, sure. Which is exactly why you agreed to it. You were kinda sad about it as you had a massive crush on his classmate, Shoto Todoroki when you were 13 and Katsuki just entered high school. But, oh well, you would live with it.

As you downed your fourth, no, fifth glass of champagne, you finally started feeling the effects of the alcohol. You also started gaining the confidence to actually acknowledge your brother's presence at the table, pretending like you didn’t get your back blown out by his best friend just 12 hours ago.

As the alcohol hit your head, so did the flashback.

“Oh, fuck. Katsuki’s gonna murder me” Kirishima groaned, his crimson eyes wide, not believing the sight in front of him. 

“Oh, fuck me.” he groaned, once again, his big hands brushing through his long red hair.

“Uh, I think we kinda covered that part, don’t ya think?” you attempted to chuckle at your joke, though just a whine came out, the shock still not leaving your body. 

“Do you remember anything? I don’t. Maybe we didn’t-” he brought his head up to take a good look at you for the first time.

You were beautiful, he couldn’t deny that. He could see the outline of your body, the white sheet not doing much to cover your figure. Your mascara was smudged. Probably from clubbing, or sleeping. Or most likely the amazing sex you had the night before. Though, he still let the possibility you two didn’t do anything linger in his brain. But, looking at you, he doubted he would be able to contain himself and just spend the night with you, without absolutely destroying you in every way possible. Especially under the influence.

He spotted the purple and blue marks on your neck and collarbone. He assumed there were marks on other parts of your body. 

No, maybe all you did was in fact kiss. Yeah, that’s totally possible. It also wouldn’t count as a betrayal of his best friend, wouldn’t it? I mean kissing and sex are two things that are very different and surely Katsuki would understand  -

But no, he remembered now. All hope was lost when he remembered your screams and whines. You entangled in his arms, begging for more, begging for him to give you more. How could he forget? He thinks he’ll probably never be able to forget your mewls. He’ll most likely die wishing he could hear them once more.

“No, we definitely- uhm - yeah.” you stumbled over your words. You didn’t do that often. Actually, you never stuttered, you were also never nervous. It simply didn't run in your family.

But, standing practically naked, in front of the equally naked number 8th pro hero of the country, was a little intimidating. Especially since the pro hero has known you since you were an awkward thirteen year old. Back when you had braces, no social skills and no other interests besides the latest kpop group.

You melted under his gaze, which was not a common occurrence for you. You were usually the one doing the metaphorical melting. You could feel him analysing your body. You returned the favour, noticing how huge he got in the past decade. Sure, you two saw each other here and there, granted you didn’t really run in the same circles of friends. Especially since there was also the fact you avoided your brother as much as possible during social gatherings.

You knew of his and his friends’ reputation, everybody in Japan did. You didn’t want to risk witnessing your brother taking one of his many conquests home, it was gross. Especially if he decided he would pursue one of your friends, which would be even worse to witness.

That’s exactly why you had formed the little pack of not sleeping with each other's friends. It was simple enough to follow, wasn’t it?

If so, why did you find yourself in your current situation?

Well, you always thought Eijirou was attractive. Katsuki always picked his friends well, that's for sure. He never really gave you any attention when you were younger. He always visited your home while him and your brother were in hero training. He also told you multiple times he sees you as a younger sister. Granted, you were probably always looked at as a kid, but that didn’t stop you from feeling a little sad when he brought his first girlfriend to the Bakugou household.

But, things are different now. You look very different now, and so does he. You’re not children anymore. And he definitely looks even better now that he has matured.

You decided daydreaming wouldn’t do you any good in this situation

“I should probably go.”

You started looking around the room for your clothes.

“Uh, here” Kirishima scratched the back of his head while he held out a piece of black lace in his hand. “It was on the floor.”

Oh, grear. The sturdy hero Red Riot was holding your lacy bra in his hand.

“Thanks. You think I could borrow a shirt?”

“Yeah” he opened a drawer, handing you a simple black t-shirt that was way too big for you, oh well, it would use. “Here you go.” He threw the shirt at you.

You looked at him with your eyebrows raised, expecting him to give you a little bit of privacy so you could wiggle out of the white sheet that was probably doing nothing to actually cover you.

“Uh right, sorry.” 

He got up, not without grabbing a pillow to cover his lower body. You couldn’t help but giggle at the sight. This huge mountain of a man, scrambling to find a pair of underwear, while on his tippy toes mind you, as quickly as possible. Eijirou retreated to the bathroom once he found one.

Once you heard the door of the bathroom lock, you finally let go of the white sheet, your knuckles white from how hard you were gripping it. You put the shirt on, taking note of the hickeys on your breasts. Just as you got dressed in the shirt that went down to half your thigh, you ran into the next problem.

Where the fuck was your underwear?

Just as Kirishima exited the bathroom, he saw you bent over, your ass up high, on full display. You were bent over the ottoman, looking for something. He smirked at the sight. What’s the harm in enjoying a view for a little bit? It’s not like he would get a second chance to look at it, right? Wrong.

You quickly stood up straight as you felt a pair of eyes on you.

“Could you stop staring and help me find my underwear?” you said, visibly annoyed.

Eijirou smirked, “I’m sorry, princess, I couldn’t help it. You wouldn’t believe the view” 

You tried to hide the blush that crept up at the compliment. Biting your lip and looking in the other direction in an attempt to hide your smile.

“And here’s your underwear” Kirishima grabbed the lacy fabric that was visibly ripped off the bed. “But it probably won’t be much use to you now.”

“Oh” you blushed “That’s fine. Thanks anyway, I guess.”

“I can get you a pair of mine if you want.” he offered.

“No, that’s okay. I’ll be fine.” Great, now you have to get home without underwear.

“I don’t really cook, but I’m gonna order some breakfast, if you want to stay,” Kirishima suggested, secretly hoping you would say yes.

“Uh, I would love to. But, I-I have this thing. At work. Yeah, a work thing. So I should probably get to the office.” You lied, but who could blame you? 20 more minutes at his place and you would have to talk about the elephant in the room. Your brother.

Oh fuck, Katsuki. You had to have dinner with him tonight. You were hoping you could take a week to process and gather yourself before you had to face him.

Maybe if you called for a rain check? Faked sick? No, that would obviously indicate there was something wrong. Bakugous never got sick.

“Oh, sure. I get it. We lead busy lives.” Eijirou answered with a dreamy smile plastered on his face.

“I’ll see you around, yeah?” You said as you made your way to the front door, dressed in an oversized t-shirt, without underwear, your bra stuffed in your Balenciaga bag and wearing strappy black heels. You sure were a sight for sore eyes.

“I sure hope you do.” Kirishima thought to himself as he watched you leave his room, then head out the front door.

You were brought back to reality by the clinking of glasses.

“To our talented daughter. I always knew you would get far” your father smiled, looking over to your mother who bared an identical expression.

“To you, sister” Katsuki grumbled, though you knew he was being sincere.

The rest of the dinner went smoothly. You were just tipsy enough to hide your guilt without making a complete fool out of yourself. Your parted ways with your family and decided to have an early night at home. As you were falling asleep all you could think about was the night you spent with the red-haired hero, secretly hoping you would get to do it again.

[shingia]

can i req suna,, akaashi and iwa (and anyone else u want!!) getting jelly abt the s/o hanging out with another guy and being touchy (like the playful smacking or smth) without knowing the guy was their brother? angst to fluff bc i want the ✨ pain ✨ if u dont wanna its fine too,,

thanks bby,, love ur works so much! stay safe and healthy 😫💗

✗ HQ BOYS GETTING JEALOUS OF A GUY WITHOUT KNOWING HE’S YOUR BROTHER ✗

me receiving a request : 🥰 the request including suna :🤩 tysmm bby stay safe and healthy tooo <3

-> suna, iwaizumi, akaashi

-> angst to fluff

-> reblogs help a lot <33

— SUNA

• he hadn’t asked many questions when you told him you couldn’t come over to his house in the afternoon. but now, as he was replaying your snapchat story for the sixth time, he really wished he did

• maybe if he had insisted on coming with you, you wouldn’t have let this guy - that he had never seen, for the record - act so touchy with you

• was it his fault for not making you feel special enough ? to the point that you preferred the company of other men rather than your own boyfriend’s ?

• just the thought of this was enough to make a few of his usually well-hidden insecurities bubble up - most of them due to what his friends always joked about « suna doesn’t care enough to be in a relationship, they’ll all run away after a week ! »

• so yes, suna was hurt, but you didn’t have to see that. your opinion on him was the only one he cared about, he didn’t want to tarnish it. well... your opinion and his little sister’s, who burst into his room as he was about to watch your story for the seventh time to tell him that « someone’s at the door ! »

• not feeling like getting out of bed, it took him a few minutes to drag his feet to the door before finally opening it. and of all the people he could have expected to see, you were the last of them

• « surprise ? » you smiled as you let yourself in, not noticing the surprised look on his face as you greeted him with a tight hug. « i felt bad for cancelling our afternoon together, so i asked my brother to drop me off »

• you weren’t even done talking that suna had already recognized the man in the car that was leaving his driveway. his embrace immediately softened, and a smile crept on his face as he felt all his doubts vanish in a second

• « nuh-uh, don’t take your jacket off beautiful, i’m taking you out », he told you, determined to spoil you in the way he regretted not doing sooner

• at his words, his sister almost magically appeared next to you, coat in hand and ready to go. « you weren’t planning on leaving without me, right ? » she flashed you a toothless grin, grabbing both your hand and his to drag you two outside

• suna shared a deadpanned look with you, « of course not... » you both said in unison as she was already leading the way to her favorite ice cream shop

— IWAIZUMI

• iwa’s trust in you was infinite. but something about the way this guy had his arm playfully wrapped around your shoulders didn’t sit right with him

• his practice had ran late and he was exhausted. but he had promised you he would pop over to the birthday party of your childhood best friend, knowing how much it mattered to you

• but your behavior looked an awful lot like an attempt at making him jealous... and it was working

• was it your way of letting him know that you two weren’t working anymore ? were you just too much of a coward to be clear about it ? he hated to think about you that way. and most of all, he cared about you too much to not step in

• « ok now you got my attention » he told you after pulling you to the side. « if you want to tell me something, go ahead, i’m listening »

• still trapped in the euphoria of the moment, you didn’t really understand how upset he was. but maybe it was for the best, because it allowed you to defuse the tension lightheartedly : « i can’t believe i forgot to introduce you ! » you let out as you dragged him back to where your brother was still standing

• his jaw still clenched, iwa couldn’t even bring himself to shake this stranger’s hand, as friendly as he looked. at least not until you spoke your next words : « he was actually telling me how excited he was to finally met his future brother-in-law ! »

• iwa’s lips slightly parted in confusion, you could almost hear the cogs turning in his head over the music. brother? well that explained a lot of things

• « h-hi, sorry i was... miles away » he apologized before finally shaking the hand your brother was holding out to him

• but once the surprise had passed, another word stuck with him : brother-in-law ? as in « my sibling speaks so highly of you that i’m willing to let you put a ring on their finger even though i have never met you yet » ?

• well, it was good to know that your brother agreed with the plans he’d had for you since day 1...

— AKAASHI

• it was not unusual for akaashi to think that maybe he was not good enough for you. but being actually jealous was a first for him

• he had promised himself to never be too overprotective of you. but the facts were here : it was 3am and the only thing keeping him up was this unknown feeling of pure jealousy

• if he had not been in such a hurry when he witnessed your lighthearted banter and playful fighting with this man in the afternoon, he would’ve come up to you. introduced himself. maybe asked a few questions. if

• suspecting that this unpleasant feeling would not go away unless he talked to you about it, akaashi found himself dialling your number in the middle of the night

• used to his thoughts polluting his mind at unpredictable hours of the day and the night, your ringer was always on. which is why you picked up after only two rings

• « hi angel, i’m sorry to wake you up, i just... » he started, the clarity of his tone letting you know that he had not slept a wink. feeling his hesitation, you were quick to reassure him « it’s ok keiji. what’s going on ? »

• « who were you with ? i mean- this afternoon ? i don’t think i’ve ever met that guy and i was just wondering if... maybe i should ? »

• sitting up straight on your bed, you felt a weight being lifted off your shoulders. if this was the only thing keeping him awake, he should be able to fall asleep in the following minutes. « i was with my brother. but i understand why you were confused, it’s a normal reaction so please don’t blame yourself for that, alright baby ? »

• the gasp you heard on the other end of the line made you chuckle. akaashi’s voice was much less tensed now : « well in that case, yeah i should probably meet him... if you’re ok with that »

• « i’m more than ok with that » you smiled, placing your phone down on your pillow « wanna stay on the phone for a bit ? »

• « that’d be nice », his voice sounded sleepy already, especially above the familiar sound of his covers being pulled up to his chin

— ATSUMU

• how could he put that in words ? he didn’t even know if he was allowed to be jealous because he knew how often you had to see him deal with his many fangirls

• and that was actually what bugged him the most : that he might have already made you feel as shitty as he was feeling now

• but atsumu wasn’t the type to sit down and seriously open up about his feelings. besides, it was much easier to look like a needy boyfriend rather than a vulnerable one

• so he resorted to what he was best at : physical touch as a way to get your attention

• sneaking up behind you, he didn’t give you any warning before wrapping both his arms around your waist and pressing his chest on your back so much that you almost had to bend over

• he really hoped you would be perceptive enough to understand that he wasn’t just being clingy, but in need of a lot of reassurance. and luckily, it was quick to come :

• « tsumu, let me introduce you my brother » you chuckled, understanding how and why he had been mistaken

• one hand still on your waist, he used the other to greet your brother. atsumu did not really seem fazed by the news. of course he was relieved to know that he had nothing to worry about, but this little experience had still been very eye-opening to him

• after your brother had left to give you two some privacy, tsumu’s grip on your waist tightened, but in a softer way

• « ‘m sorry if i ever made ya cry » he let out, completely out of the blue. you didn’t really understand the meaning of this, but it didn’t matter. your hand found its way to his cheek that you brushed lightly with one finger, admiring the how it was slowly turning red. « being jealous sucks... » he added.

• « it does », you approved, giving him a quick peck on the nose. « but there’s nothing and no one that you should worry about, i promise »

• a fond smile lit up his face. you looked sincere, and he really needed to hear that right now. quick as ever, his hands left your waist to come and rest on your cheeks. both holding each other’s faces, you stared at the other for a few seconds, wondering which one of you would give in to a kiss first

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[kingkatsuki]

Imagine being a rookie cop and you’ve been fighting for months to get given a case where you can truly prove yourself, until you finally get one. Infiltrating Bakugou Katsuki’s fighting ring. The entire precinct know about his illicit activities in the industrial warehouses by pier 14, but there’s never been enough evidence to really catch charges.

The first time you entire the club you’re almost blinded by the glowing strobe lights, the loud jeers telling you exactly which direction to follow as you enter the main fighting arena. A large cage sat in the middle surrounded by a large crowd of people drinking and shouting at the men inside. Trying to find a new vantage point so you can watch the fight that’s about to go down, watching the shirtless blond man inside the cage pound his fists together as he glares at his opponent who’s almost twice his size. This is the man you’ve come here for, Bakugou Katsuki.

The hardest part is getting into his circle, Bakugou doesn’t just let anyone in and especially not with ease. You spend weeks frequenting the warehouse, watching his fights, trying to catch him afterwards only to find him surrounded by his men. It’s one night by chance you finally get bump into him after a fight when he’s sporting a bloody lip and a black eye. His eyes roaming your figure as he mentions seeing you at his fights before and asking what a girl like you is doing here. Telling him how much you admire him and how much you’ve enjoyed watching him fight (which isn’t even a lie) listing off the fights you’d seen the weeks prior. This is the first night he allows you into his office, letting you help patch him up as he asks more about you. Listing off the elaborate backstory you’d pretty much committed to memory since receiving the job.

Your Sargent pressuring you to get information from him, reminding you its been weeks with nothing. Filling you with dread that you’ll be taken off the case completely and lose what you’ve got. Promising that you’ll get him something, something important.

One thing you didn’t bank on was falling for him, and you fell hard and fast. The evenings spent frequenting the fight club no longer seen as your job, big calloused palms hoisting you up onto his desk before he’s due to fight as he presses soft kisses against your jaw. Hands slipping beneath your skirt to pull your panties down as he fucks you hard and fast, contrasting to the way he holds you after a match, so frightened you might break.

A few weeks later there’s a raid on the warehouse thanks to information you’d fed back to your Sargent, information that Bakugou had given you willingly because he trusted you.

Kirishima telling him it had to be someone on the inside that spilled info, it can’t have been an outsider. Sero swearing blind it was you, that Bakugou was getting soft and there was no way he should’ve believed a word you said. But Bakugou won’t believe it, you wouldn’t do that to him. He loves you.

And then the absolute betrayal Bakugou feels the moment he finds out who you truly are, the person that he’d fallen head over heels for is really an undercover cop. There’s no amount of words or explanations that can quantify the hurt he feels for finally allowing someone in for it to end like this. Not only did you betray him but it’s like he betrayed his brothers by trusting you. Wondering how he could’ve been so stupid to let you in, to love you-

[ihatebnha]

some real nasty fucking shit i’m thinking about… 

(warnings: dub con, spitting, infantilization, cum swapping, voyeurism, incestuous implications, reader has puss puss, etc.) 

-

Kirishima who makes you kiss him in front of all his friends when you piss him off… except that it’s never just a kiss, no… it’s him using a big hand to pinch your jaw open so he can shove his tongue down your throat, the other grabbing at a tit and squeezing, hard.

He makes you kiss him like that, saliva spilling all over your chin while his friends watch and whoop and cheer… and when you finally manage to pull back, dazed and confused, Kiri who spits in your mouth one final time… and then makes you thank him. 

-

Insecure Bakugo who used to do pussy inspections every day when you first started dating… poor baby so nervous that you’d leave or cheat on him just like everyone else, that he always had to make sure at the end of every day that you never once betrayed him.  

Of course, your pussy was perfect every single time, be it that it was made for one man and one man only… but that never stopped Bakugo from finding some excuse to get mad at you and fuck it real good…

Even if he always swore that he believed you. 

-

Nasty Deku who loves to cum swap… always burying his cock deep in your pussy only to immediately suck out the cum and spit it all over your face with the poor excuse that he was aiming for your mouth… 

He still loves to kiss you like that, though; run his tongue all over your cheeks so he can push the cum back to where it belongs… making out with you until his seed bubbles down all sticky and cold… and the both of you can fall asleep, cheek to cheek. 

-

And voyeur Shoto who just wants to fuck you right in front of his family; let his brother, sister, and even father in on how well he fucks you every night… unafraid of taking you whenever and wherever he can, be it the kitchen, the couch, or the family room… he wants them to know. 

He especially loves in when one of them walks in on you, too… cock and balls tightening immediately at the sight of Fuyumi clenching her thighs or Natsuo’s clenched fists and vivid, green eyes. 

Maybe one day, Shoto thinks, they can join in. 

[writersmorgue]

asking bnha characters their pronouns on live (pt. 1?)

BAKUGO

"No, All Might is not the best hero, FUCK you..." Dynamight rolls his eyes as he ties up his bootlaces, "I am, he's a close second." He squints, picking up his phone and setting it down on the edge of the roof he's sitting on, the sky a beautiful orange in the background.

"What are my pronouns..." he mumbles, eyes tracking the comments on his Livestream, "he/him, though if number/one were a pronoun that would be it." he snickers, "Oh, grapelord you don't like pronouns?" He fakes a pout, "Get fucked." Flipping off the camera, he blocks the account just before an explosion goes off in the near distance. The live ends immediately.

MIDORIYA

"Thanks for the donation endeavorhater360!! That goes straight to my good friend Hanta, also known as Cellophane's, hospital fund! We're so excited to see these new, improved hospitals with the best staff and equipment go up all around th- OH yes I do love soba I was just teasing Shouto in that interview- no I don't think endeavor is terrible I was just reading the user- well if I had to say I do think he could work on his- oh pronouns!! That's a good question! I go by he/him but anything is fine! I don't really mind!" Deku grins, continuing his ramble as he bench presses a 700-pound weight. His forehead shining with a thin layer of sweat, "Thanks for asking!"

SHOUTO

"Who is my favorite villain? What an odd question I'm a pro hero why would I have a favorite villain?" Shouto looks around the room he's in quickly, then leans closer to the camera, "Dabi, although you can probably guess why I'm biased." He looks at the comments and smirks, "notdabi says 'if it makes you feel better you're my fav hero too' well, notdabi, i'll keep that in mind." He continues to scroll up through the comments for a minute, occasionally blocking endeavor stan accounts, then stops on a question regarding his preffered pronouns, "Hmm, no one's asked me that on live I suppose. He/they but they are in my bio. Thanks." He continues scrolling.

OCHAKO

Uravity pauses her actions, several piles of manga halting midair where she had been organizing them by title, "OH!!! What a good question!" The books continue moving as she peels her eyes off the screen to continue working. "I like she/her or he/him pronouns! they/them is fine too but I don't identify with it as much. Instagram just added that feature I should probably add that! I always forget." She giggles, causing the books to vibrate with her motion. "Make sure to ask if you're not sure! Misgendering is a big issue amongst pro heroes especially with the gender norms we have in place and don't even get me started on costume requirements," She rolls her eyes, "But this is supposed to be a relaxing stream so I won't get into it now."

KIRISHIMA

"And that's what I looked like in middle school!" Red Riot flips the printed photo over to look at it, "Man I was going through some shit. Heavy in the emo phase too. Don't get me wrong emo people are the best, it just wasn't who I was really. MCR still slaps though."He sighs wistfully, "Well I think that's all of that album but I do have some high school photos with Dynamight, Pinky, Cellophane, and Chargebolt if you wanna see those!" He eyes the comments gauging his audience's response. "What are my pronouns... OH, that's the she/he/they thing right? I'm super he/him but I know a lot of heroes who arent cisgender I believe is the term, so be sure to ask!" He hits his knuckles together in his signature pose. "Alright onto embarrassing my friends-"

MINA

"He said WHAT?! Oh, that boy is dead-" Pinky growls as she slams her file back on her freshly manicured nail. "If he weren't like a brother to me, Eijirou would've been a victim of these hands years ago." She sighs, "I swear it's like he-" she looks at the comments, nodding vigorously along with one, "YES exactly!!! Like a cute puppy who doesn't understand that peeing on the carpet is bad. Actually- She snorts, "That reminds me of this one time in third year where he-" She looks back to the comments, "OH they/she babe thanks for asking! Anyway he got SUPER drunk, sorry Aizawa-sensei, and was crying onthe common room couch because he saw a bird shit out of a tree and thought it was an egg that fell to the ground-"

[backtobackbakubabe]

Speak Easy Part 13

Dabi x Reader , Bakugo x Reader

Words : 3125

Masterlist

Reader has a siren quirk and has spent the past several years of her life as a captive being experimented on by “heroes” Now that she’s out she needs protection and safe place to heal. Who will be the one to put her pieces back together.

Words with ‘this’ is dialogue written in her journal rather than said out loud and and words with ~this~ is dialogue said in sign language rather than out loud.

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You watched as Dabi paced in front of you as you hugged your knees to your chest. Shoto had come to sit next to you and you were grateful for his calming presence. He kept giving you a weird look and then looking at his brother. He obviously wanted to ask what was going on between the two of you, but you mouthed, “later” at him and he shrugged it off.

“Ok. So what? He has a list of my safe houses. That’s okay… That’s arguably a good thing actually.” Dabi was thinking out loud trying, and even though his voice sounded calm, you could see the way his hands balled into fists so tight his staples were pulling.

“No one knows about this place. This is the safest house out of all of them. I bought it after I left the League, it’s in the middle of nowhere, and the security is the best money can buy.” He stopped his pacing and looked at his brother, “So…”

Shoto draped a lazy arm around you and you released a tense breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. He quirked his head at his older brother, “So…? What? Why is that a good thing?”

Dabi’s eyes got this scary look. They practically glowed and you could tell whatever he was thinking probably wasn’t good. “It means we can pick them off. Set up traps for them at my other safe houses. It might take some time… we won’t know what houses they’re targeting so at first it’ll be a lot of guess work.” You could see a scheme hatching behind his eyes and for once he truly looked like a villain. “You said Bakugo was already out looking for them, right? I can meet up with him! They’re my houses after all, no one knows them better than me.”

He took off towards the bedroom mumbling something about needing to pack. Your wide eyes connected with Shoto’s, “How long before he remembers he’d have to leave me behind and panics?”

Shoto hummed, “I’d say about thirty seconds after he’s done packing.” He shrugged, “It’s not a bad plan honestly. I see he’s gotten rather attached to you lately though.”

You could hear the unspoken question and you weren’t sure you were ready to jump into that conversation just yet. It was bad enough that Katsuki knew. You shrugged and averted your eyes back to the door Dabi had disappeared behind. “We’ve gotten pretty close. You learn a lot about someone when you’re stuck in a house with them.”

“SHIT!”

Shoto sighed, “Sounds like he just remembered.”

Dabi stomped back into the living room and stopped a few feet in front of you. His stare was intense almost like he was trying to see through you. You could see his frustration growing as he battelled internally over what he should do. “I can’t leave you here by yourself… I don’t want to leave you at all. But- But I can’t take you with me either.” You could see his mind running a mile a minute trying to come up with a solution.

“You can leave me here, I’m not totally useless. I have the collar, so you can call me, check on my location and vitals and all that creepy shit.” You gestured to the younger Todoroki sitting next to you, “And I’m sure your brother and Izuku are dying to have some time to catch up. They can keep me company. Kiri too if need be.”

Dabi kneeled in front of you and laid his arms on either side of you, caging you in. “It would drive me insane leaving you here.”

You brushed your thumb over the spot between his eyes, smoothing out his worried expression. “More insane than if you stayed here and let Katsuki handle this on his own?”

His body sagged and he leaned his forehead onto your shoulder. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say it sounds like you want me to go.”

You leaned your head on his. “Of course I don’t want you to go idiot. But I hate to break it to you, I know you pretty well… And I don’t think sitting here day after day listening to you complain about how you could do it better, sounds like fun.” He groaned because he knew you were right. “So, go ahead and go. I’ll be fine here I promise. Go catch some bad guys with Katsuki.”

“Ugh don’t say it like that. You make is sound like a cheesy buddy cop movie. I just hope your little hero friend isn’t squeamish because I’m not going to hold back.”

Shoto cleared his throat, “Some of us… little heroes… have seen enough shit to last a lifetime. Bakugo’s the hardest working and grittiest out of us all, so believe me when I say you don’t need to worry about him.”

Dabi narrowed his eyes at his brother who he had just realized was practically cuddling with you. “Seeing death and dealing it out are two different things. I know he’s capable of killing someone, but mentally I don’t think he could cross that line.” He held a hand up to stop Shoto from arguing with him. “And I don’t care if he doesn’t want to get his precious hero hands dirty. Because that’s what I’m here for, and I’m honestly looking forward to it.”

You huffed, “Listen, I really don’t like the look you get when you talk about killing people. It’s sick… killing isn’t supposed to be fun you psychopath.”

His eyes shifted back to yours, “Baby girl. I want to make something clear. I will find the sick fucks that kidnapped you. I will torture them in the most painful and humiliating ways possible. By the time I’m done… they will welcome death with open arms. I’ll be doing them a favor.” His forehead pressed against yours. “Unless you’d rather I save them for you…My destroyer of men.”

You hit his shoulder, “I’d rather you let Katsuki arrest them! You know how I feel about killing villains.”

His hand gripped the back of your neck hard to force you to look at him, “…No. You know I can’t do that. The sooner you accept that, the easier all of this will be.” His thumb rubbed your cheek, “I know it sucks. But this is the world you live in now. We can’t trust anyone but ourselves.”

Shoto cleared his throat, “Listen I don’t know what is going on between the two of you, but I would appreciate it if you refrained from being kinky in my presence.”

Dabi growled, “Fuck off! You literally let yourself in unannounced… When all of this over I swear we’re leaving the fucking country. I’m so sick of you brats just coming over whenever you feel like it. We’re gonna leave and you’ll never see us again.”

Shoto quirked an eyebrow, “So… Even after all of this is resolved… you plan to still live with y/n?” You could see the gears turning in his head as he pieced all of this together. “Hmm interesting.” He got up and stretched. “Well I guess I’ll give you guys some alone time to… do whatever this is… just without me having to witness it.”

“Hey before you go… You sure you’re okay with keeping an eye on her while I’m gone?” You hadn’t heard Dabi sound so uncertain before. Usually he carried so much confidence that it was overwhelming. But now he sounded lost.

Shoto nodded, “Yeah it’s not a big deal. Izuku and I can take shifts. Kirishima will probably take over every now and then depending on how long you are gone… But we don’t mind. Y/n was right when she said we’d like to catch up with her.” He gave you an awkward wink that was completely out of character for him. “You’ve been hoarding her all to yourself for months now.” He walked down the hall and shouted, “Try not to be too loud. I’ll just pick the room that smells the least like sex.”

“Good luck! I’ve fucked her on every surface of the hou—” You slammed a hand over Dabi’s mouth to cut him off.

You hid your face in Dabi’s shoulder to stifle your laugh. “I love your brother so much. He has no filter and it’s honestly so refreshing.”

A quick slap to your thigh had you gasping, “I don’t appreciate you talking about my brother that way.” He nipped at your earlobe harshly, “Especially after I just agreed to let him stay here while I’m gone.”

Before you could respond he was standing up and throwing you over his shoulder, “I think I need to remind you who you fucking belong to.” He slapped your ass as you shrieked, “I might be gone for a while, so I think I need to give you something to remember.”

“You are so ridiculous! He’s literally in a committed relationship with another man!”

Dabi tossed you onto his bed and immediately fell on top of you. “He’s also my brother and I know that slut swings both ways.” He bit down hard on your shoulder, “I’m going to leave my fucking mark all over you before I go.” He sucked a bruise into your neck, “Tonight… I’m going to claim every fucking inch of you.”

He had you naked underneath him within seconds, kissing down the column of your neck. He continued down to suck a nipple into his mouth and you had to bite down on your lip to keep from screaming.

“Come on baby, let him hear you. Let him hear how good I treat you. Let him know that there is only one Todoroki for you.”

You wanted to argue with him. There was no way Shoto was interested in you at all. He’d been in love with Izuku since high school. But you were also enjoying the way Dabi was marking his territory. There was something so peaceful about giving up control to another person, especially someone you trust.

You let him kiss and suck and grope every part of you. In this moment you were his to do with as he wished. You didn’t care he was leaving mark after mark on your skin. He was claiming you, he was daring others to lay a finger on what it is his. And you fucking loved it. You loved the peace and the comfort that came with the idea of him declaring that you are his. The security of knowing he wouldn’t let another soul touch you.

He bit harshly into your inner thigh, making you yelp and buck your hips.

He chuckled darkly as he came back up and rubbed his nose against yours. “Baby girl, just look at your face. I haven’t even touched your pussy yet and you already looked so fucked out.” He dragged his fingers lightly over your stomach, across your ribs, over your breast, and finally let them settle on your neck.

You shivered and closed your eyes, “Dabiiii, stop teasing me.”

His fingers tightened around your throat. “You said some shit earlier that really got under my skin. And now I can’t decide if I should punish you or not.”

Your head spun as it tried to think about what you possibly could have said to upset him. “What – what did I say?”

Dabi leaned in sucking your bottom lip into his mouth before biting down hard. “You said…. You loved my brother.”

Your heart pounded in your chest and you felt an intense heart overwhelm your face and neck. Was he saying what you thought he was saying? Was he jealous? Did he want you to say you loved him? Is that really what he wanted to hear?

You hadn’t noticed him pulling his own pants down until he was thrusting into you. “I’m a selfish man y/n. I’m greedy. I don’t share. And hearing those sweet little words said about someone else.” His hips snapped into yours harder, as his fingers got even tighter around your neck to the point where you were sure there would be bruises.

His pace picked up and you could feel the sweat dripping from his forehead, “I wanna hear you say it. Who do you love?”

Your eyes rolled back as you croaked out a horse “you”

“That’s not good enough doll. I said! WHO do you FUCKIN LOVE?”

His fingers let go of your throat and as intense pleasure washed over you, leaving your legs shaking, “YOU!”

He fucked you through your orgasm before he followed right behind you, “That’s what I fuckin thought.”

He only parted with you long enough to clean the two of you up. He wandered to the bathroom to get a warm, wet towel. You hummed contently as rubbed it all over your body, especially over the sore new marks he had made on your skin. When he was satisfied, he tossed the rag to the floor to deal with later and rejoined you in bed. He pulled you to him, your back to his chest, and let out a huge sigh. “I’m really nervous about leaving you here. And it honestly makes me angry. I’ve never cared about another person like this, hell I’ve never even cared about my own well being this much.” You could feel him resting his chin on your shoulder, “It makes me feel weak and I hate it.”

You intertwined your fingers with his that were wrapped around your middle. “You know what they say about bravery right? Bravery isn’t not being scared. Only stupid people aren’t scared of anything. Bravery is being scared of something and doing it anyway.” You sank further into his embrace. “If it makes you feel any better, I’m scared too. Which is equally as frustrating.”

You could feel him kiss your shoulder, encouraging you to continue. “I used to be incredibly independent. I lived alone, I worked alone, because of the classified nature of my job I was pretty isolated. I didn’t need anyone, and I was more than happy to get shit done on my own…Now the thought doing anything without you gives me anxiety.”

He sighed, “If anything that makes me feel worse… I believe we have a classic case of codependency… it’s your fault by the way. For sucking me in to your annoyingly needy arms.”

“Says the guy who has his arms currently wrapped around me like a vice.” You wanted to stay in this sweet moment. He was never this open with you, never this soft. “And even though it’s not my fault, I will admit that I did kind of need you for everything when I first got here.” You felt his chest rumble with silent laughter. “But you never really complained, did you? To be honest I had thought you would have been… I don’t know… a little more… cold I guess.”

His hands heated up as they rubbed circles into your stomach. “To anyone else I definitely would have been.” He turned you around so he could pull your chest to his and rolled onto his back, tucking your head under his chin. “I was fucking toast the second you fell into my arms though.” He groaned, “UGH! I sound like such a pussy. I hate it.”

You pressed several kisses to his chest, “Well I don’t hate it.”

There was a long stretch of silence in which the two of you just held each other, not wanting to burst your bubble.

Dabi cleared his throat and you knew he wanted to talk about it. “Listen… While I’m gone all of the laws are still valid. You still need to take care of yourself. Just because I’m not here to force you to eat lunch doesn’t mean you don’t have to.” His fingers rubbed up and down your spine. “I’m sure if you ask the guys, they’ll work out with you, but they need to keep their filthy hands to themselves.” His hand stopped at your collar, “And as much I hate saying this. Don’t call me.”

You lifted your head and gave him a confused look, “What? You worried your side chicks will hear?”

He reached down and slapped your ass, “Shut up. I literally live with you and we never leave the house. That jokes not even funny.” His hand started to rub the same spot he had just slapped, “I’m being serious though. I don’t want you to call me. If something happens and they get my phone, or hell if they somehow capture me, I don’t want anything tying me to you. Shigaraki suspects you’re with me otherwise he wouldn’t be going through my safe houses. But he doesn’t know you’re with me, and I want to keep it that way.” His voice got quitter as he mumbled into your hair, “Besides… I think if I heard your voice I’d give up and come home.”

You froze, “Okay, that is officially the softest thing you’ve ever said to me… and I love it.”

He growled low in your ear, “That’s it, I’m going to start calling you whore, and making you call me sir. I’m losing my damn edge.”

You just giggled, knowing he was bluffing, but then again… he did get you a collar.

“I’m going to miss you… sir.”

“I’m gonna miss you too… my special little whore.”

You sarcastically beamed at him, “Aww you think I’m special?”

That night, you barley slept. You were so worried he’d leave without waking you up to say bye. So, as a consequence you woke up several times throughout the night and every time, he’d pull you closer and mumble a sleepy “still here.”

When morning finally came you sat on the bed with your kneed tucked under your chin as you watched him finish getting ready. Your eyes followed him as he walked around the room, taking his time. He knew the sooner he got dressed the sooner he’d have to leave.

Finally, when he had no other choice, he laced his boots up and looked at you. “Come here…” He held his arms out to you and you quickly slid into his embrace. “You be a good girl while I’m gone, okay?” He kissed the top of your head. “Listen to Shoto and try not to give him too much shit. Follow the laws, don’t watch any of our shows while I’m gone, if there’s any big emergencies have one of the guys call Bakugo.”

You nodded and looked up into his bright blue eyes, “You be safe, and don’t do anything stupid. Come back preferably in one piece please.”

He chuckled, “I will do my best doll.”

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