#Izuku is a little menace.

[sofjoy82]

I couldn’t help it. Now, let’s indulge into the battles of villain Toshinori, a baby Izuku, and goldfish. I give @stormcallart Another snippet, fluff, this time😌

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Toshinori had faced many obstacles and threats in his life as All Smite. He worked hard to earn the title of Japans worst villain and that took a lot of time and sacrifice. He was considered a menace by the Public Hero Safety Commission. Surly there’d be nothing that could thwart him?

All Smite was currently having a heated face off with a thief. Blue eyes gleamed as he stared the menace down. He stood tall, waiting for the boy to make the first move.

The young menace held a stolen box of goldfish in his tiny hands. He babbled happily as he gazed up at his father. The innocent smile he had on his face suggested something evil. Izuku knew what he was doing.

All Smite narrowed his eyes at the boy. Izuku often played ‘too cute to be punished’. It worked almost every time. Yagi held out his hand expectantly. “Izuku, give it to me.”

The baby giggled and quickly shook his head ‘no’. His vocabulary wasn’t that broad at this point. Around… thirty words? ‘Gowlfish’ seemed to be his favorite word above all; and right now he was babbling it under his breath as he held the precious box to his chest.

Toshinori huffed and bent down. He wore a sweet smile, trying to coax the toddler closer to grab the box. “Izuku, baby, daddy wants some goldfish too. Can he have some?”

The villain smiled when Izuku nodded and walked forward. He held his hand out for the box, proud that to have this win.

Izuku was all too happy to ‘share’ his goldfish with his father. The villain let out a cry when several slimy goldfish were placed in his hands. He shook his hand quickly and wiped his hand on his pants. “Gross! The box! Not your slobbery goldfish!” He glared at the baby.

Izuku found his fathers distress truly enjoyable and squealed with laughter. He paused to look his father in the eye before reaching into the box and grabbing a chubby fist full, which he quickly popped in his mouth.

Toshinori glowered darkly. His son was truly living up to the ‘little menace’ title his onesie gave him. The two stared each other down before Izuku smiled…

… And decided to make a run for it.

“Hey! Get back here!” Toshinori stood up and watched his son dash down the halls with the open box above this head, leaving a spotted trail of cheesy crackers behind him.

“Gowlfish!” He cried victoriously, disappearing around the bend. “My Gowlfish!”

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Toshinori would end up finding his son an hour later, passed out on the living room carpet with his toy bunny in one arm and his blankey in the other. The box of goldfish was discarded beside the toddler.

Toshinori sighed when he saw the box was almost empty. A small school of fish had formed around Izuku’s head, resembling sheep in a dream.

Izuku had a content smile on his face. Obviously, this had been a fun day.

Toshinori let out a soft laugh as he picked up his boy. Izuku didn’t stir from his self induced cracker coma and his head flopped onto his papas shoulder.

“You really are a little menace.” Toshinori mused playfully.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Okay now I’m thinking of MY Snipe!Dad AU… of which I now have 2 given the Fathers of Izuku but anyways~

So the ‘Snipe Adopts Izuku’ one has Snipe taking Izuku in when Inko dies. Izuku is very nervous at first but blossoms under Snipe’s care. The first time Snipe takes Izu to a hero gala it’s just pure chaos. More so when like right in the middle people hear a loud: “WAIT! I don’t have to be a boy?!” Coming from Izuku.

This of course starts the journey to self discovery where Snipe in his himbo ways is supportive but keeps texting Mic and Tiger cause he’s the person who legit does not get it but will support it’s just he relies on the experts.

Izuku eventually decides that she/her works best and is an awesome girl who loves skirts and embraces everything.

(She keeps Izuku as a name. It’s a name she remembers being told to her from a mother who’d tried but failed. A name a boy she once knew tried to mock and make an insult. A name that is hers when she’s lost so much.

It’s her name.)

Little Izuku wielding a nerf gun is common for UA and she’s constantly dropping out of vents to shock people. Midnight teaches her how to keep her skirt down and loans her skorts or leggings. Little Izuku’s baby crush is on Mic and then Fatgum and then on Thirteen and it’s so cute even as Snipe despairs at his baby growing up.

Snipe teaches her how to punch, how to shoot and how to spit cause it’s a cowpoke thing to do. He takes her to his cousins in Canada who run a horse farm and who teach her all sorts of slang and curses. He shows her how to duck and how to jump. He teaches her all he can and then some.

Izuku has friends in Iida, in Todoroki and Yaoyorozu. She also has a friend in two kids at her school, a pink girl and a boy with sharp teeth. She’s constantly climbing on things and harassing the new staff member Aizawa into helping with parkour.

When she meets All Might, she doesn’t ask his opinion. She’s known him since before his injury, where he never said anything and after where he watched her work because the heroes all keep an eye on one another and even he’s seen the Quirkless child blossom. He doesn’t think that Izuku can be like him.

He does think that she’s going to be a hero. Just not like him. He won’t say that though.

Izuku doesn’t need his opinion. She has her dad teaching her to shoot. She has Nezu cackling as he teaches her how to analyze and attack. She has Aizawa teaching her and Midnight and all of UA. She has her friends backing her up.

Izuku doesn’t need the words of a hero she respects but knows that his pedestal is weak. She only needs the laugh of her father as he ruffles her hair and tells her “Nice shot.”

[princess-of-the-corner]

So. With the bnha nextgens, specifically for my main polyship.

When the five call up their families and are like 'hey we adopted two kids and there's a third one on the way!'

Which family member has the biggest existential crisis?

[acanthus-literary]

“Kacchan.” Izuku takes a tentative step forward. He takes Kacchan’s wrist in his hand. Kacchan starts a little, but he doesn't pull away. "I'm sorry for acting weird the past few days."

"You always act weird."

Izuku glares. "I'm sorry for acting weirder than usual. Is that better?"

"Mhm." Kacchan gives him a small, teasing smile.

- Don't Wanna Tango With You (I'd Rather Tangle With Him) by Fitzrovia

[cixteenyne]

i nEED more izu content and you are the best of the best so i needed to come to you

personally, the thing that i think gets over looked about midoriya is that

1: he’s strong as fuck??? (gets me so weak in the knees heaven knows)

2: BLACK. WHIP.

jesus christ he’s just!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i think he’s so neat i want him to do things to me

anyways, smutfic about him coming home to reader after she’s been a brat to him all day & him being such a sweet & loving dom but also that type of menacing & powerful hero he is. he loves his s/o to no end, but will not hesitate to put her in her place!!! wow my stomach turns just thinking about it

basically, brat tamer izuku, using blackwhip. i’m so down bad for him it hurts

I remember getting this ask and salivating at it, yet I had no idea how to write and interpret it into a full blown post instead of just a thirst and I just didn’t feel like posting (I meant it when I said I’m barley consistent). SOOO in April 1, no, this isn’t an april fools joke!! I bring you, angry izuku ..

Warning(s): vulgar wording (yk how we do), restraints, mean izuku/passive aggressive, manhandling, inappropriate use of black whip, brat taming, slight intimidation if you squint, Fem reader. Halfway proofread…😒

‘Patient and Gentle’

Izuku had been so sweet to you all day, so caring and soft and understanding- he always had been, so it’s just to say he’s being himself as per usual. But, you. You.

Just so snide today, snappy little thing.

What did he do? He doesn’t know- he doesn’t care to know, he won’t listen to you if you try to explain, well- he will; just won’t let it linger. He’s past that.

You’re past that.

He sighed as he walked into the room, the door shutting softly behind him despite the off energy he had around him.

He doesn’t move from his spot, his hand still resting against the door as his head peers behind him. To you. He just gazes for a while, only a while before- clip! Another snappy remark, it was just ‘clip, clip, clip’ with you today, that’s all he could portray it as.

Something like a… like a-

“oh, that’s weird.”

Or a short ‘clip!’ Of a

“whatever.” In a certain tone a- cadence, if you will.

Why were you speaking this specific way to him. And why was it pissing him off so.. damn.. much…?

He still looking at you, yet at some point he’s turned around a tuned out whatever snide remark you’re sure to have made by now. His eyes keep traversing from one point to another, each point having something to do with you.

A short question of; ‘is there a problem?’

Is there?

“I don’t know.” A shrug from you. And a back fucking turned.

It makes his blood simmer to an 8 on a stove.

His footsteps are light yet foreboding as they advanced toward you, to you standing so.. he can’t even find the words, how does one stand in indifference? That must be it.

He’s in your personal space now, he’s smiling so sweetly at you; the way he always had, so patient and gentle. Yet his words are cracked with the tone, clashing with the way they dance out of his lips.

“Is there a problem..?” Is there? He needs to know, he had asked you a question, he wanted an answer. He didn’t ask for an ‘I don’t know.’ He asked for an explanation. Did you not understand that?- or, were you being a dumb whore on purpose?

You shook your head, not meeting his eyes. There was no problem. so, what the hell is your deal today?

“Speak up, baby..”

“No..”

you shook you head again. It was mumbled out, maybe due to his body smothering yours, but at least it was in words.

“Then what’s wrong, baby? Yr’ you acting like that.. hm?”

He whispered to you, talking you down as if you were a kid experiencing anger for the first time. His faux sad expression was beginning to make you feel silly. Good. That’s was good.

You look away- or you try to, yet his face follows yours, not letting you escape his eyes.

“Don’t- no, you don’t do that. You look at me. ‘K..? I don’t like that.”

He really didn’t. And you knew that. He looked a little disappointed too, shame. What a shame, yet you were shameless.

He sighed, a click of his teeth as he let silence permeate the room.

A cold solid-? A chilly.. rope.. it slid around your neck, slowly and purposefully. It’s grip tightening with no intent to let go. There was a tug on it, forcing you the look up at him.

Black whip. He activated it and was using it as a leash, he thought it was fitting. Act like a bitch, get treated like one. ‘S only fair.

“Izu’s a little mad okay..? And he’s sorry… but- he needs to teach his girl… m’kay..?”

You stood in place, slightly defiant, yet not outright. So he tugged. Hard. And you stumbled out of place.

“C’mon.. T’ the bed.. s’right there..” a slow step forward, then the rest followed suit, she was hoping for a smooth walk over to the bed, but she was pushed so meanly by him.

He didn’t say anything as he bullied her with such a sweet face. Always so patient and gentle. Even when he’s not.

He rolled the black whip in his hands, his quirk tightening around him as he tugged your neck back, getting on top of you. He had pushed you onto your tummy. He even got down low next to your ear to taunt you like a bully.

“Izu has to do this okay..? Keep his girl good. ‘Zuku doesn’t like disobeying whores. He doesn’t like mean girls.”

Being so mean to him all day. Whore. How dare you. But don’t worry, he loves you so much, he’s willing to teach you himself- just how he likes his girls.

He reached around under your hips and undid your button. And a ‘ziiiip!’ Oh, it was foreboding. Your body was heating up, it was like an oven with no limit.

Your pants were being pushed down, and you keened. A whine at being exposed to casually as he shushed you.

“Shhh.. shh, lemme take it off.. all of it.”

Your pants couldn’t hit the floor before his hands were always working off your shirt, as he let black whip go for a while to get it off.

Yet his hands were right back on it. Harsher, no bra. truly a whore.

He filled his palm with your breast, the soft supple flesh making him groan, a grind of his hips into your ass. He was going to fucking ruin you for this.

His breathing was hot and heavy against your neck, making goosebumps rise and quicker across your skin.

His hands began snaking again, from your breast, to your tummy, your hips, the inside of your panties. Your pussy. So, so.. wet already.

And then he was dragging them down your laps and kicking them away. His finger just playing with your pussy for a while, two finger sliding down the crevices, a palm cupping it whole and rubbing, and a single finger on your clit. Slowly rubbing and pinching, tapping.

His lips kissing your neck so sweetly. So patient and gentle.. a suck across your skin. And moan and a whine, it only made him harder.

He stops his playing- his rubbing and you whine again, disappointed, and it makes him smile a little more sweetly, or cruelly, he can’t tell himself at this point, he just knows he loves watching that sweet face of yours contort.

Black while fluctuates and another tendril seeps out and bind your arms, forcing them to your back. Your pussy drips at the strain in your shoulders.

He hadn’t taken anything off yet, and he didn’t plan too! He didn’t need to. He undid his belt, slowly. Letting the ‘clink!’ And the ‘dink!’ Of the metal fill your ears. Letting you anticipate.

His bulge is almost painful, the strain of it is almost good, yet it still annoys him- having it be let free was heavenly.. his green was deep yet still so sweet, a whine in his voice that never quite went away even as it deepened with age..

His cock bobbed up and as it fell back down, heavy under its own weight, the tip tapped your ass, leaving it to ripple. The sight made him keen yet it dipped into a moan as his own hand wrapped around his aching dick. It drooled precum.

Black whip flickered as his mind was muddled with pleasure, yet his control of it was impressive despite the situation. He wasn’t number one for nothing.

“He’s gonna teach you.. ‘kay..? Fuck… look so good baby… if you weren’t such a mean slut today-.. I’d be a little gentle..”

the way he spoke was as if he ran a marathon, and his voice always had the undertones of a whine.

He pushed his hand to his shirt, as if the action took everything in him- and began to unbutton it in a hurry, he felt stuffy in the article of clothing and he needed it off- or atleast open.

He tightened black whip, wrapping his hand in it further to force you into an arch, stroking his cock and lining it up with your pussy, cunt dripping with arousal.

The tip tapped against the entrance, then it pushed in, and in, and stretched, each inch was fucking delicious. Your eyes rolled and you bit your lip, and he heard it- he didn’t like it, if that angry tug of black whip was anything to go by.

He couldn’t help but slam the rest of it in, making you yelp. His grunts are uncontrollable and he doesn’t care. he whines behind you as his tip just leaks and leaks inside of you, yet he hadn’t cum yet.

Just made it more slippery and the sounds -god, the sounds- the sloppy and wet sounds of his cock driving into you cunt wasn’t drowned out by your combined moans.

He kept it tugged in your little leash as he keeps thrusting, his voice raw with pleasure and still a bit of irritation.

You still had upset him earlier, he had every right to take it out on you. You’re his girl.

He hips sped up, this thrusts got harder and your legs would have given out if his hips weren’t keeping you in place. Fucking his anger into you, and yours out of you.

He pulled your leash up and forced you to your feet, your back flush against his chest as she kept fucking you, going and going and fucking going, you couldn’t barley think- let alone stand. Fucking you like a rag doll was all he planned on doing.

His hand went to your front, and began to play with your clit, rolling it under his finger, making you dizzy, you moans increasing and you felt yourself tremble. You were about to cum, he knew it.

You always came first, that wouldn’t change, even if you were mean, and he was angry, he was going to take care of his girl, let her cum all she wants.

And you did, you came around him and squeezed his cock like it was a lifeline. Her pussy fluttering around him.

But he wouldn’t stop until he was finished too. Your body was pushed back onto the bed, the black whip disintegrating as he took his own hands and used them to restrain you instead. He pushed his hips deep into yours in slow yet aggressive thrusts. He was going to cum, fill you, he was going to teach you just what your place was and to never forget it.

“Fuck..! Fuck!”

And two deep thrusts was all he had left before he burst with thick ropes of cum into your pussy. Your tummy being filled with warmth and your eyes tilting into your head as they closed in exhaustion.

He stilled and let him empty itself before smiling so sweetly at you.

“Does my baby feel better..?”

He asked, just as sweetly as he always has. Maybe you’d learn something this time around.

“M..hm.”

He mumbled into your ear as he settled his chest against your back;

“Good.. don’t forget what ‘Zuku taught you today.. ‘Kay..?”

So patient and gentle.

(Don’t copy my stuff pookie, bitches with juicy pussy DONT copy works.. but you can still reblog… daddy appreciates those.)

[i-cant-sing]

My mind is just coming up with amazing ideas today. I guess that's what happens when u don't study for a week... (this is all happening my academic burnout sm)

I present to you- Yandere Dad Hawks x bird kid reader.

Look Dad Keigo was gonna be a doting father for any kid, biological or not, but there's just something about his bio kid who also HAS HIS QUIRK😭😭😭 Like he can't stop awing at the sight of his little baby bird having tiny tiny red wings like papa.

The ever loving, forever doting, always spoiling his baby, that's the kind of dad Keigo is. I mean, putting his own childhood trauma aside, he still wants you to have the best childhood ever. There are very few things he says no to (only coming second to Dad Dabi who only says no to things that will actively put you in danger. Want ice cream for breakfast? Okay. Want to go to 7/11 with grandpa Enji? Hell no.). Child reader wants an Endeavour hero figure? Of course, darling! Here, take one from daddy's collection 🥰🥰🥰 Dont wanna eat your peas? Sorry, doll. You're gonna have to finish your plate, even if you try to look adorably menacing by fluffing up your wings.

Oh and your wings😭 You know how Rei has a weird thing for your hair (and she definitely gives you a flea bath after you hang out with hawks)? Yeah that's how Keigo is with your wings- obsessed. He takes care of them, cleans them out and even has you sit for hours if that's how long it takes him to groom them. "Its no use swatting me, baby. I'm still not letting you move an inch until I'm done. So, just sit back and relax.🥰" keigo would say as he hands his phone to watch some shows.

I headcanon that Keigo's kid will be sassy and quick as him. The two can bicker for hours, and no ones really sure whether you're just that good at arguments or if Keigo just let's you win because he loves you so much.

I can also see Keigo and reader bonding over their mutual love for pro hero Endeavour (but in very different ways💀)

Dad Keigo adores spending time with you, especially now that you're put in a safehouse with only a handful people he let's you meet. A major part of his life is feeding you. Maybe it's the bird brain, maybe it's his childhood trauma, but Keigo has to cook meals for you and he has to watch you eat them. He's not sure, but it makes him be at peace knowing that you sleep with a tummy full and a warm bed.

I think as far as flying goes, Keigo tells you to only to do it under his supervision. You know how sometimes you forget how ti breathe and then making a concious effort to breathe makes it difficult to do so? That's what Keigo thinks happens. He thinks that if you fly alone, you might suddenly forget how flap your wings or maybe you get tired and then you're just crashing down to the ground. Unfortunately for his weak heart, you don't listen to him and fly as high as you can.

Would Keigo let you go to school? Initially, yes. But it only takes one incident, something even as harmless as a stupid prank call threatening his child (Dabi did the call), and that's enough for him to go hay wire and pull you out of school and move to a new safehouse, cut off from anyone and everyone. When he has to leave, he'd either drop you off at Enji's, OR have someone from the Hero Comminsion come and babysit you.

You can pout and cry and scream at him all you want, he's not changing his mind. You're his baby, his only light, only will to live, he can't risk your life.

His life would only become more complicated if either of you get a love interest. For you, the choices are: Katsuki, Tokoyami, Izuku. For him, the choices are: Dabi, your baby mama, Miruko.

[misssmina]

UA University Athletics: Pt. 1

Bakugou, Kirishima, Midoriya, Iida, Sero, Todoroki

Bakugou: This menace plays any and all contact sports freshman and junior year (As recommended by his father and his counselor for his anger). Hockey, football, wrestling, etc. Late into his junior year and senior year he switched over to cross-country because he had a better grasp on his emotions and just needed something regular to blow off steam.

Kirishima: Probably the same sports as Bakugou, but stuck with hockey the longest. He gives me happy goalie vibes, loves being on the ice and knows nothing can get through him. Definitely has a very devoted fan club.

Midoriya: I can see Izuku running track in his early years, as he gets more toned and muscular he also takes up an interest in football and gymnastics. (He and Bakugou are fan favorites because of their arguments on the field but how well they work together.)

Iida: You KNOW this boy is a track star. Born to do long distance, forced to be a sprinter. He stuck with track all four years, but dabbled in wrestling his sophomore year, it was a little barbaric for his taste.

Sero: Pole vaulting. Not sorry. Probably volleyball as well. He’s lanky and limber, but still toned and strong. He liked volleyball a lot until he took a ball straight to the nose.

Todoroki: Definitely gymnastics, probably forced to do fencing. Beautiful and graceful in both. Also has a very devoted fan club, probably full of older women.

[weebsinstash]

I would ruin him. (Clark)

My Adventures With Superman Clark hits me as the kind of yandere where you fuck him after a few casual drinks because he's just so cute and dorky like just the nerdiest shy little hunk you can't help but spank his bubble butt and ride him till he's about to cry and then later on you find out you took his virginity and that casual fucking doesn't exist in his world and he wants you as a serious partner now and won't really take no for an answer

Like lowkey he gives me Izuku energy with how he's, a sweet dedicated uwu baby (like motherfucker LITERALLY makes the cat mouth in one episode) but can be an absolute menace when you upset him or rather, when he's worried for your wellbeing. You can scream and yell and say the most awful things to him and he won't raise a hand against you but if anyone hurt you... well. I mean. They'll be grievously injured is all I'm saying.

Just the idea of absolutely wrecking his shit in bed just like really giving it to him and blowing his poor lil country boy mind as you permanantly punch the hole in that v card of his and afterwards you're just, back at the office like it's nothing, thinking you just got some amazing dick but nothing else, meanwhile he thinks you're like. Dating now 😭 god could you even imagine if you two start regularly getting coffees or like, doing small things together, and you just take it as like hanging out platonically and, he thinks you're going on dates and are officially dating and one day he just outright catches you with another man and is CRUSHED that you basically just say "what??? We had a one night stand, I thought that was just a casual thing?? Bro you thought us hanging out as friends was a date????"

Clark going home taking off his glasses to cry in front of his shrine of photos of you with candles and everything 😭 he's kept receipts from getting coffee or catching a movie together, bought a tube of the same kind of hand cream you use so he can have something that smells like you and also uses it too (it's good stuff, thanks for the unintentional recommendation!), he's got like notebooks with flowcharts and ideas for future potential dates, all sorts of personal notes about you, what you like, plans for the future together, some real over the top shit, bro is practically planning for marriage

You could quit your job to avoid this man and he'd be stalking you as Superman but I think it'd be hilarious if you said "Clark I know that's you :/" just, almost right away. Or, he gets on your good side as Superman while you avoid him as Clark, so, some real miraculous ladybug love triangle shit. LMAOOO imagine going to let Supes get in those guts because you think he's so hunky and cute and he's like absolutely blowing your back out, really taking charge, it's amazing, and you flip him over and it's. Seeing him on his back with his hair all tossled already with him inside of you that THEN you're like "oh shit CLARK???" but like he won't let you hop off until you've both finished either 😩❤️

He's just so. Cute and young in this new show. I want to like. Be the milf neighbor he chases after. I want to invite him in for some lemonade after he helps cut my grass and I suck him off so good he comes back every single week to "help me around the house" 👌 I fix his glasses and ruffle his hair as he leaves my front step with a blush. I wave to him with a wine glass in hand in my fuzzy pink robe and thank him for 'fixing my plumbing' and that I'll see him again Tuesday 💅

[thebest-medicine]

70 with lee deku and ler bakugou??? bkdk has my heart rn <//3

Prompt 70 - “Wait, not there - anywhere but there!”

Prompt 55 - “Please, I’ll do whatever you want!”

A/N: these went well together with the way I took this story so… combined them! enjoy some lee!midoriya ler!Bakugo cuteness ;)

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“Wait! No! Not there!” Izuku gasped, power pulsing along his body as his quirk started to activate in a flustered panic. His legs shifted back and forth, side to side, trying to squirm his way out from under the weight of- “Kacchan! Please! A-Anywhere but there!” He didn’t push back fully yet, not with OFA at least. Conflicted but nervous, he tried reason.

“Ha, no chance! If that’s how you’re gonna be.. It’s this spot. All day. You’re not getting out of this.” Bakugo smirked down at him, wrestling his arms off to one side.

He brought one hand back down to menace the air above Izuku’s hip.

“Mmmnnn—” Izuku whimpered, trying to think, biting his lip anxiously. “Please! I’ll—” His eyes darted, taking everything in. “I’ll do whatever you want!”

“Begging, already?” Bakugo snickered. “Sounds good to me. You know how much I love it when you beg. Maybe that’s what I want.”

Izuku let out a whining cry, resigning himself to the inevitable upcoming tickling. He squeezed his eyes shut, digging his heels into the carpet.

“Really? Nothing to say now?” Katsuki leaned in close, whispering smugly. “Out here putting on a whole show, begging and crying! And then you’re just gonna give up and let me tickle the crap out of you without a fight?” He scratched two fingers along Izuku’s hip bone, drawing a startled gasp of a laugh. “You dork.” Bakugo scolded affectionately. “You like this, don’t you?”

Midoriya shook his head, almost frantic. “N-No! I—” A little anticipatory giggle slipped out. “I- heheh- I don’t! Nohot whehehen you- hee! Ahaha not thehehere!”

Bakugo watched him with a hungry affection. He pinched at Izuku’s hip gently just to watch his body jolt each time. “Just this little, stupid spot.” He observed softly.

“NohohoHOHO! KacchahahaHAHAN!” Izuku squealed, scrunching his face into his shoulder just before where Katsuki has both of his arms pinned.

“No?! Still on that, huh? Okay. How about this little spot instead?” Bakugo teased, and Midoriya almost sighed in relief before he felt the fingers reappear on his opposite hip and repeat the motion.

“PleheheHEHEASE!” Deku cried.

“Well, which is it? This spot? Or the other side?” Bakugo asked, quickly switching between each of his hips and sending Izuku into a swirling panic of loud laughter.

“Or what about…” Bakugo began. “Both at once!” He shouted, dropping his hold on Izuku. Izuku flailed under him, clawing to get away unsuccessfully— though if he put his power into it, it wouldn’t be hard at all. Through his squirming and Katsuki’s determined fingers, all Midoriya managed to do was roll onto his stomach. Bakugo grinned, then reached forward to squeeze both hips at once.

Izuku screamed into the carpet, kicking and trying to push away or protect himself with his arms. He was uncoordinated jelly in this state, though —exactly the point to which Katsuki liked to get him.

“YEEHEEHEEEE PLEHEHEHEHEEASE! AAHHH! KAAAAACCHAN!” Izuku shrieked through his laughter.

“I’ll stop when I get sick of hearing you laugh.”

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[bakvrue]

bakugou x reader

halloween costumes, named children, some cute family fluff, selfship coded, ~800 wc, divider @/cafekitsune

"Katsuki, you have to come out."

You hear a sad grunt on the other side of the bathroom door, and you can picture the way his face is contorting in the mirror already.

It was almost cruel of your daughter to ask this of him, but she doesn't know that.

"If you won't come out I'm coming in." You open the door and press your lips together, willing yourself not to laugh.

Your strong and prideful husband stares at himself in the mirror; green curls frame his face, a yellow cape hangs off his shoulders, and he's fitted with Deku's signature jump suit.

"I hate this." He narrows his eyes at himself in the mirror. "Do I have to wear the wig, can't I have some dignity?"

"You have to wear it for photos at least." He grumbles as you lean your head on his shoulder. Even covered in green he still looks like himself. "Wait, you forgot one very important part."

You grab an eyeliner pencil from your makeup drawer and turn his face, drawing Midoriya's four freckles on each cheek.

"There, the finishing touch." He groans, and you take his head into your hands. "Just wait until you see Katsuno, she's so excited to be her hero."

His mouth twists to the side, most likely wondering why he even agreed to match with her. But you remember how his eyes sparkled when she came home from preschool overwhelmed with excitement saying that she wanted to match costumes with him. She only slipped it in afterwards that she would be dressing as him, and that of course he would have to be Deku.

Katsuki makes peace with his reflection and turns to you, "So can I get a Halloween kiss?"

He puckers his lips, grabbing onto you before you can dance out of his reach. "Just a kiss for your hero," he makes kissy sounds like the menace he is and you erupt into laughter, pushing his face away and trying to bend over backwards to get away from his assault.

"Ew! Daddy, that's gross!" Your youngest, Natsumi, stands in the doorway, her hand on her hip and fairy wings on her back. The sparkle makeup you let her do herself makes her serious look very much the opposite.

Katsuki lets go of you, and gets into a crouching position, hands in the air like he's some sort of monster. "It's your turn for kisses then!"

He chases her out of the bathroom and down the hall, rounding the corner into the girls' room, but Katsumi jumps out of the doorway holding up her hand to command a stop. Her hair is up in a ponytail, accented with Bakugou’s own hair spikes, her costume an almost near replica for his own, down to the knee pads and the boots.

"Stop!" Her little voice makes Katsuki freeze in his tracks, he grunts and lunges after her and your daughter squeals and runs into her room, with her father/monster/Deku on her tail.

"It's not every day you see prohero Deku chasing a squealing Dynamite!" You call down the hallway as you grab the last pieces of your costume.

"It's Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight to you!" Katsuki and Kasuno yell out in unison.

Your oldest, Takumi, appears next to you. His ninja costume must be working some type of magic because where did he even come from?

He shakes his head at the racket, "Those two are too much alike."

"Don't I know it…" you laugh at the screams coming from the girls' room once again and you can only imagine what is going on in there. Katsuki probably has them cornered on one of the beds and they're about to turn the tides with the help of some stuffed animals. "Come on bud, let's go see if anyone is here yet."

Bonus:

"You got photos of this right?" Izuku sneaks up on you with two of his children climbing on his arm like a jungle gym.

"Of course I did." You wiggle your phone at him, "And I already made backups, and backups of the backups."

"Smart," Izuku shuffles on his feet and the two kids decide climbing on their dad isn't fun anymore and run off. "Would you—"

"Don't worry, I already sent you a few."

"Thanks," Izuku looks around the crowd to spot his wife when you hear a loud yell.

"AUGH! You can't take me down so easily villains!"

You find the source: your husband, with his mini-me on his shoulders, and every Bakugou and Midoriya child, about eight in total, climbing on him trying to drag him down. The green wig slipping off his head and the child hanging off his neck; you raise your phone yet again.

*Click*

"Don't worry Izuku, I'll send that one too," you laugh before he can even open his mouth.

[shih-coulda-had-it]

teenage menaces

wc: ~850; context: set a few months into the last year of Aldera, Toshinori baits Bakugou into a fist-fight and they got in trouble with admin. this was mostly me testing out whether or not I could write Bakugou without stepping into the bashing zone. izuku pov.

//

The three of them wait outside the classroom: Kacchan impatiently, Izuku anxiously, and Yagi cheerfully.

“Yagi-san, what if you get expelled?” Izuku hisses, weaving his fingers together to stop them from twitching.

“Then I’ll get homeschooled? Honestly, Midoriya-kun!” He laughs under his breath, grinning way too big for a boy who got in trouble for beating up the star pupil of Aldera. Kacchan—looks small, next to him. Small and furious, like he doesn’t know the right way to get Yagi to shut up and sit down. Izuku prays that Kacchan never finds out that Yagi is actually All Might. Something might really break.

“Shut the hell up,” Kacchan snarls. “I can’t hear what they’re saying.”

“Ah, if I know my old man…”

“I told you to shut up!”

“You don’t want to place a bet on it, Bakugou-shonen?”

“WHO ARE YOU CALLING ‘YOUNG’?!”

The door swings open to reveal a pale-faced principal and a deeply unimpressed Gran Torino. The latter is out of uniform, but the clean-cut fashion of the button-up and slacks does an effective job at communicating Torino’s professionalism. He swipes the end of his cane at Yagi’s ankle, and Yagi yelps and jumps in surprise.

“Who are you calling ‘old man’?” Torino snaps.

“Sorry,” Yagi says unapologetically. “What’s gonna happen, jii-san?”

“You’re suspended for three days,” the old man announces, and because Yagi looks delighted at not having to attend school, meaning Kacchan looks furious at this apparent light sentence, the principal valiantly steps in.

“You’ll obviously have assignments over this period, to reflect on your actions. And Bakugou-kun must have an apology made to him.”

“I don’t want his stupid apology!” Kacchan spits.

“Fujita-san,” says Torino, “I believe I told you what was going to happen. I’ll get the parents’ permission. They might even be happy about seeing their son in action, if the boy wants to be a hero. Just get me two teachers.”

“Torino-san, this is a deeply improper way to handle the situation—!”

“The entire way you’re running your school is improper,” he drawls. “Don’t worry, it’s not an issue unique to your administration. I know what I’m doing, and I know my boy. He won’t be the one hitting below the belt.”

Izuku connects the dots faster than either Kacchan or Yagi. He blurts out, “Are you having them fight?”, and two blond heads whip around to stare (or glare) him down, then back at each other. Yagi’s grin widens. 

Torino says mildly, “In martial arts classes, they call it a spar. Clears the head, knowing the hierarchy… of who’s better.”

The principal’s distress is palpable. “It’s not legal,” he protests.

“I’d win,” Kacchan declares, bristling. Izuku bites his tongue to stop himself from trying to intervene. This is not a fair fight that Torino is setting up; however Quirkless Yagi is, he hasn’t lost the experience of his time as All Might, and with all the training that Torino’s put them through, his muscle memory and reflexes are sharp. Just because Torino is promising to get parental and teacher supervision—god, it’s a whole trap. Kacchan can’t beat Yagi unless Yagi overestimates him. It would take a legitimate miracle for Yagi to lose.

“I don’t know, jii-san,” Yagi says playfully. “Isn’t that a little mean to Bakugou-kun? He won’t be able to use his Quirk in the fight.” Unlike today, his smile says. 

“You need a Quirk to punch someone down?” Torino responds, and he rolls his eyes at Yagi’s tone. “That’s when you cross into villain territory. No. This is going to be good old-fashioned fisticuffs.”

Does Kacchan sense it? He must. He’s never been an idiot. The way his eyes dart down to Torino, assessing, attempting to reassess the old man’s threat level, to so casually propose arranging a fight between two fifteen year olds—Kacchan knows the shape of the trap, then. It just depends on whether he believes he can win.

And Kacchan, Izuku knows, believes in winning.

“Midoriya-kun,” the principal suddenly says, and Izuku flinches at the sheer hope in the man’s tone. “You’ve known Bakugou-kun for a long time. Did he start the fight?” 

The weight of all their eyes is overwhelming. His loyalty is being torn two ways, and he doesn’t know who to save. If he stops this fight, and denies Kacchan the chance to show off his skills and heart, Kacchan will hate him. If he stops this fight, and affirms that Yagi threw the first punch, then—All Might won’t hate him. The wry twist to Yagi’s smile is basically a blessing to disavow his fellow Quirkless classmate.

But Izuku doesn’t want to disappoint All Might, or even Gran Torino.

He trembles, breathes shakily, and says, “Kacchan would never miss a fight he couldn’t win,” and in the time his audience takes to process, Izuku quite deliberately sides with Yagi. Not hiding. Standing elbow to elbow, in solidarity.

Kacchan’s face twists. “Deku,” he hisses.

“Focus, boy,” Torino says, and his cane clacks against the linoleum flooring. “Your fight’s with Toshinori. That is, if your parents agree to supervise.”

“What if they’re too busy?” 

“We’ll find a time.”

[searenbound]

Thinking about bunny hybrids again

Just… you might expect a weak willed pervert of a man to cheat with his little bunny girl mistress, but how embarrassing for a man would it be to come home and find his girlfriend/wife getting fucked absolutely stupid by the seemingly timid and docile rabbit hybrid she adopted because “he looked so sad and he’s really sweet when he warms up to you!”

Oh he’s warmed up alright, little menace warmed himself up with her pussy really well. Giving the unwitting cuckold a sickly sweet smile as he makes her cum with a sobbing cry of his name “I-Izuku!”

[princess-of-the-corner]

LM's hair vote is over! We ended with duo-toned, Green/White and full on curly!

Next let's go with height!

[rayshippouuchiha]

What if YuYuHakusho/BNHA?

Because demons can obviously live for a super long time (Yusuke's ancestor was still around to kick his ass even after he'd been, er, "off his feed" as it were, for that entire time), so there's no reason that Yusuke wouldn't be around and checking up on his own descendants in BNHA-verse...

Descendants like, say.... Izuku? Or Aizawa? Depending on which way you want to swing it...

The dissolution of the barrier between worlds is the actual origin of quirks.

Youkai intermixing with humans and producing more and more hybrid children of various kinds. The glowing baby in China was just the first one that they weren't able to keep under wraps.

Yusuke pops up out of the woodwork to check on his bloodline every once in a while and this time around he runs right up on Izuku. The little broccoli sprout is, Yusuke can tell, the first one in his line since Yusuke himself who might be able to activate his genetics one day. And if he stops in on some of the old gang's descendants too well that's his job as honorary grand grand grand uncle. Even if little Shouta is still as grumpy as Hiei ever was.

OR if it's Aizawa that's related to him instead then Aizawa has to deal with his startlingly young-looking many many times grandfather (instead of grand grand etc uncle) popping up every few years to poke fun at him and fuck around with his life for a bit

Either way Yusuke enjoys being a menace. And when/if AfO pops up? Well it's been a bit since Yusuke has had a good rumble. Time to show this asshole what a real demon can do.

[gentrychild]

:) Anyone au where Shouto died during the training camp?

Why do you want Japan to sink? Seriously. Why did you wake up and chose violence?

I can't even give you five headcanons because I would spoil you my entire story as Izuku would finish the plot in three chapters and the rest of the 15 chapters would be spent resurrecting Shouto.

Izuku kinda breaks society but doesn't notice it. He just wanted to get access quickly to everyone responsible of Shouto's death. AFO is running after him and begging him to calm down. It's not like you lost a little brother, Izuku, really, you ought to show restraint.

Endeavor is around and not happy that his son is dead but he has faith in the green menace to bring Shouto back so he is distracting All Might. No, All Might, you do not need to stop the kid or to help him. Just let him do his thing.

All Might doesn't intend to stop Izuku but since I have to keep him busy in this fic, I guess that he accidentally adopts Dabi. Dabi is overjoyed, but only because it threatens to make his father combust. Also, the Might Tower is a good place to hide from Fuyumi. She is very scary.

Knowing Izuku's luck, Shouto resurrected five minutes after he left thanks to a phoenix quirk and then got lost in the forest for two weeks. He had no cell reception to call Anyone. He finally hikes back home only to see a very broken country. Literally. Izuku is standing in the middle of it, holding Ujiko by the scruff and threatening him but drops him as soon as he sees Shouto. He then blames AFO for the current state of Japan.

And then he hugs his best friend.

[deusvervewrites]

Saiyan AU

*Set during Kamino when Tsuyu is fighting her brothers*

Tsuyu: *Has just revealed her Warrior form for the first time to her brothers*

Piano, overconfident: You think we’re scared of a little transformation? Tambourine! Secure our sister!

Tambourine leaps toward Tsuyu, only to get knocked out in a single punch.

Tsuyu starts to walk forward with a menacing aura.

Piano, shocked: Cymbal! Subdue her!

As he rushes toward her, she blasts him and continues walking towards them.

Piano, terrified: A-ah! Drum! Knock her out!

Drum battles with Tsuyu, lasting the longest, but is still knocked out after a few seconds with some ki blasts as Tsuyu approaches Piano. He looks at her recognizes why he’s so terrified: the aura of terror she’s giving off is the exact same as King Piccolo’s.

Piano, begging: Y-your Majesty! I think we can agree this is all a big misunderstanding and let bygones be bygones.

Tsuyu glowers at him before knocking him out with a single hit.

Tsuyu: My brothers are idiots. Now time to *stray blast fron Izuku v. Mina fight hits the room she’s in* help out in whatever’s going on out there!

If there's a better time to debut a transformation I don't know what it is