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dreamdepot · 3 months ago

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The Demon Incident (Bakugou/Midoriya x Male Reader)

[One Shot] Ashido suggests a harmless scare-off competition for Halloween. Leave it to your boyfriends to truly take it to the “Plus Ultra” level.

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This story will follow naming conventions as used in the official English Dub, and characters will follow Japanese practice for addressing one another. For example, in the case of Izuku Midoriya, he will typically be referred to by his surname by others and by the narrator (with the exception of his nickname of course). His first name will be used only between those exceptionally close to him (e.g. in dialogue, you would refer to him as “Izuku”).

This fic includes strong language and haunted house levels of implied violence (honestly worse things happen in canon). Last but not least, not canon compliant, Mineta’s gone, Shinsou’s in 3-A. Think that covers everything. Enjoy and Happy Halloween!

Looking back, Class 3-A would agree the event that would come to be known as “the Demon Incident” was all Ashido’s fault. To be fair, she didn’t mean to, but it all started with one innocent idea that fateful afternoon…

“…and that led to the adoption of the first vigilante laws in Japan,” Aizawa-sensei said, snapping his book shut. “Don’t forget your reports on vigilantism and its effects on modern society are due next Monday. I feel it goes without saying, but I expect you all to be on your best behavior this weekend. Halloween is a fun holiday, but knowing teenagers and you hellspawn…” He heaved a sigh as he shrugged into his favorite sleeping bag. “Due to heightened security, you will only be allowed off campus for special circumstances. If I hear even a peep of you at the parties downtown, you’ll be expelled faster than you can say ‘Plus Ultra’. Enjoy your lunch.”

You groaned, knowing you still had a good two pages left to do on your report on Knuckleduster before you could enjoy the holiday. Even worse, you knew your boyfriends were not about to let you live that down. For all the upsides of polyamory, getting double lectures on procrastination was not one of them.

Speaking of boyfriends, the one who sat directly in front of you started putting his things away as the usual after-class chatter started up. Midoriya had barely zipped up his backpack when a pair of hands slammed down on his desk.

“Eep!”

“Oh, sorry Deku!” Uraraka giggled. “I didn’t mean to scare you, I just wanted to ask if you had any plans for Halloween?”

“O-oh, it’s okay Uraraka!” He replied. “You just caught me off-guard. And no, I didn’t really have any plans.”

“Kinda sucks that Aizawa said we couldn’t go out, huh? I really wanted to check out the parties in Shibuya for once.”

“The Shibuya parties are rife with behavior not becoming of future heroes!” Iida cut in. “Uraraka, I’m appalled you’d think such behavior is okay!”

“This coming from Mr. Hosu over here?” Todoroki muttered.

Iida’s jaw locked shut as he turned about as red as Kirishima’s hair. “I thought we promised not to talk about that!”

Todoroki shrugged, putting away his notebooks, one for class and one that you assumed was full of his wild theories. The others laughed, minus Shinsou, who remained asleep at his desk. You joined in, especially since you could also overhear Kaminari and Sero lamenting that they couldn’t go trick-or-treating. Yaoyorozu tapped you on the shoulder holding out her phone with costume ideas. “What do you think [L/n]? Should I go with the classic look or make it a bit more modern?”

“Honestly you could pull off either one, but I think that one’s better for your Medusa costume.”

“Great, thank you! You’re still coming to game night on Sunday, right?”

“Of course! So long as I get my report done… and we don’t do Monopoly again.” You couldn’t complain about your seating placement – and neither could Yaoyorozu since you replaced a particularly troubling student when you joined Class A in Year 2.

Then, as the room lulled in conversation, it happened. “Hey guys, I’ve got an idea!” Ashido announced, standing up on her desk chair. “We’re all stuck here for Halloween, so we should do something together, right? We’re only young once after all!”

“Oh, are you thinking of a party?” Yaoyorozu asked. “I’d be happy to have my family’s chef cater, and I could provide the decorations.”

“No, a costume contest!” Hagakure shouted. “We should totally see who has the best costume!”

“I’ve got a lot of recipes for homemade candy I’ve been wanting to try,” Sato offered.

Ashido held up her hand, and the class quieted down again. “All excellent ideas, but we’re high schoolers! We should do something bigger, something amazing, something that we’ll remember for the rest of our lives. Maybe it’ll even go down in UA history! I propose…” She paused, watching as you all leaned in in anticipation. “A scare-off.”

“A scare-off?” The class echoed.

“Exactly. We each try to see who can scare the most people in class. People can team up to form alliances, of course, but no more than four people in a team. Losers have to do the winners’ dorm chores for a month.”

“Oh, I’m in!” Kirishima shouted. “A test of bravery, it’s so manly!”

“More like a test of who can stare into the darkness without letting the darkness stare into them,” Tokoyami said, with the softest of smiles.

“Fumi means he’s excited!” Dark Shadow squawked.

“Hold on, hold on!” Iida called out over the excitement, arm chops fully deployed. “We need to set ground rules. And get off of your chair, it’s dangerous!”

“Of course, class prez,” Ashido winked. Iida nearly had an aneurysm as she moved from standing on her chair to standing on her desk. “We aren’t leaving campus, Aizawa made that clear. Since there’s only a day and a half to get ready, we can’t really order anything either, so you can only use what’s on campus. Also, it wouldn’t be fair to the other classes if they get involved without wanting to, so the scaring can only happen in our dorm. Anything outside or in our own rooms is a safe zone. The roof, common areas, and hallways are all free game. We’ll start at 10 sharp on Halloween night. Anyone who runs out to the safe zones or surrenders is out.”

“Oh,” Iida paused. “Very well thought out, thank you.”

Ashido mock-bowed, as you and half the class gave her applause. She snapped her fingers. “Oh, I almost forgot. No one is required to participate if you’re not into it. Anyone who says they’re not participating will be considered safe and won’t have to do the punishment for the losers.” Her eyes drifted to Midoriya.

“Why are you looking at me?”

“Sorry Mido,” she said, “but, I know you don’t like scary movies… you always leave when we have a scary movie marathon. I figured you wouldn’t like something like this.”

“Oh… well… I… I want to participate. I think it’ll be fun.”

Bakugou, who had been uncharacteristically silent, slowly turned towards Midoriya with a raised eyebrow. You bit your tongue as well, giving a look to your boyfriend. You had to fight a smile, practically seeing the gears in his head turning. His brilliant analytical mind was already working overtime. “Ka-Kacchan, don’t look at me like that! It’ll be f-fun!” He said, but his quavering voice wasn’t convincing.

Or at least it wasn’t convincing in the way his classmates thought.

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Bakugou was walking with you back to the dorms when Kirishima ambushed the two of you outside the bathrooms. “Yo, Katsuki, [Y/n]! Do you guys wanna team up for the scare-off?”

“Fuck off Shitty Hair, I’m not teaming up with you.”

You, of course, were a bit gentler. “Sorry Kiri, I’m still deciding if I want to participate. I don’t even have a costume yet.”

“Oh man, is Baku-bro actually scared?” Sero laughed.

Kaminari snickered. “Who know Blasty McSplodey was a scaredy cat?”

“Guys, chill,” you said with more than a little heat. Before you could continue, you felt Bakugou grab your shoulder. Your eyes met for a brief moment, with him sending you a silent thanks.

Bakugou took a deep breath; you knew he was running through his therapy checklist. He had come quite a long way in the past two years. He counted down silently, then replied. “One, not scared. You chucklefucks were the ones who needed to sleep with the light on after that last slasher movie. Two, I’m gonna be off campus.”

“Wait,” Kirishima said. “You’re not gonna sneak off campus, are you?”

“Fuck no! I actually have an excuse. The old hag and old man need me at home for some stupid Halloween thing for their work. One of their shitty models got sick.”

“It’s actually a pretty cool line, the clothes are modern takes on classic horror movies. There’s this sleek Dracula one I’d love to get if I had the money,” you added. “And Bakugou, you know your parents just want you to be more involved. It’s their way of showing love.”

“No one asked you,” he muttered. “Doesn’t mean I gotta like it.”

“Ah damn, that sucks…” Sero muttered. “Not the love part, that’s cool you get to model. Just… you would’ve been perfect for our team.”

“Yeah, nothing’s scarier than your explosions,” Kaminari said, hanging off Sero’s shoulders.

“And don’t you fucking forget it!” Bakugou snarked, though there was no heat behind it. As your friends headed off to the cafeteria, you and Bakugou quietly turned back to the dorms.

You took the elevator up, walked down the hallway, climbed the stairwell to the next floor, walked back down the next hallway, and took the elevator back down a floor. The two of you were now sure no one was following you. Bakugou took one last look to make sure the hall was deserted before approaching the door and giving the secret knock.

Almost immediately, a soft voice came from the other side. “Original run. Issue 506-A.”

It was an obscure issue in the worst arc of the comic run, but Bakugou remembered it without hesitation. “All Might fights the robots of the evil Doctor Z.”

“Issue A not Issue B.”

“Listen fucker, you know it’s us!”

“You were the one who came up with the password system, not me.”

Bakugou rolled his eyes. You sighed and answered instead. “Misprint issue with messed up coloring. Makes All Might look like he’s running around without pants.”

The door swung open. “Welcome, Agent Explosion Murder and Agent Speedo.”

“Agent Green Might,” Bakugou replied with a smirk, and walked into Midoriya’s room. The door clicked shut and was locked.

“Guys, can we please change my codename?”

Midoriya snorted. “No way, we’re totally not letting you live down the locker room incident of Year 2.”

“How was I supposed to know it was a banana peel?!”

Bakugou fell onto the bed laughing. “Fuckin’ classic!” Therapy wasn’t the only thing Bakugou had made a lot of progress on. Patching up his friendship with Midoriya was another, and living together in the dorms let the two do a lot of the things they always wanted to as kids. The secret passcodes with issues of the All Might comic and the codenames had been in place since they were four. Even in the rough times in middle school, the codes were used during their few truces. By the time the three of you started dating, they quickly roped you into all of their schemes.

The biggest scheme of all was keeping up the façade they hated each other – which was actually Midoriya’s doing. Despite appearances, he was far more scheming than anyone expected. He was not even close to the perfect little boy scout hero-wannabe that he portrayed. You used to be surprised by his mischievous side, but now you knew he was the evil mastermind of your throuple. Now, the three of you continued your relationship in secret, not because of how your classmates would react, but because messing with them was more fun.

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“Guys,” he had said at the time, “it’s perfect for tricking villains into thinking we’re not as close as we really are. They’ll underestimate us!”

“Don’t give me that bullshit ‘Zuku, you just want to fuck with our class.”

You had just laughed back then. “Bet you 10,000 yen they don’t figure it out before graduation.”

“Oh, you’re on.”

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“Those idiots really think you’re scared of shitty slasher movies.”

Midoriya groaned. “Ugh, they’re so boring and predictable. You guys know I can’t sit through one without falling asleep.”

“Or talking our ear off about how stupid they are,” you giggled, pulling Midoriya into your lap. He automatically adjusted into prime cuddling position without even realizing it. “Your mind never takes a break, huh ‘Zuku?”

“Why would you split up when a murderer is around? This isn’t Scooby Doo!” Midoriya huffed, adorably you might add, as you wrapped your arms around him. “I would’ve caught any of those slashers in five minutes.”

“Says the guy who can single arm shoulder press Fatgum and Endea-whore at the same time.”

“Details…”

“Would be the perfect time to try out Operation Crystal Lake,” Bakugou said, flopping back on Midoriya’s bed.

“Could be, but I’ve upgraded it. You guys want in?”

“You think I’d be here if I didn’t, nerd? Made sure they think I’m gonna be off campus for Halloween. Nice improv by the way, [Y/n].”

“Come on, Kit-kat, you know I’ve always got your back. ‘Zuku, who’s gonna be our Jason? I’ve got the perfect quirk for it.”

Midoriya smirked. “I have a better role in mind. Kacchan, how do you feel about scaring the piss out of the Bakusquad?”

“Don’t call them the Bakusquad.”

Both you and Midoriya answered together. “You’re their leader, it’s the Bakusquad.”

Bakugou groaned. “Whatever. Guessing you’re planning on using the trick we tried to pull on the old hag?”

“Auntie knows our tricks so it didn’t work on her, but I bet it’ll have the others running to their rooms in no time. Well, at least Kaminari, Sero, and Kirishima. Mina’s gonna be tough, she’s definitely got the strongest spine for horror out of the rest of the class. Jirou might be hard too…” You gently tapped Midoriya’s hand, your sign for when he started mumbling.

“Right, sorry,” he said as he straightened up. “I’m thinking of bringing in someone to help. I’ve talked to one, and…” His phone pinged. “She’s on board.”

“Full team of four,” you said. “So, what plan are you thinking of now?”

Izuku walked over to his favorite All Might poster. He posed in his classic Golden Age costume, pointing at the viewer. It was the crown jewel of his collection so it was kept in a thick frame.

Well, that was what he told everyone else in class.

He flicked the hidden switch and the poster swung up, revealing the corkboard underneath with a spaghetti of red string tying pictures of your classmates together. “Kacchan, [Y/n], let me introduce you to Operation Ouiji Board.”

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It was finally the last class of the day, and thankfully it was a lighter one: History with Midnight. The class was getting antsy, and some were already planning their tricks for the scare-off. As Midnight allowed everyone to swap desks for a group project, it only made the planning easier. Ojiro turned to Kouda and Shouji. “Do you think we should go easy on Midoriya?” he signed, so as not to alert Midnight and to make Kouda feel more comfortable. You had the perfect view and quietly tapped a transcription in morse code with your pen for your boyfriends to hear. Midoriya’s insistence that the three of you become experts in non-verbal communication really paid off.

“Maybe. I’m not sure what I’m going to do yet.” Shouji signed back. “How about you Kouda?”

Kouda shrugged. “I don’t know if I even want to be part of it yet. I thought it might be fun to include my animal friends, but I don’t want them to get hurt if someone gets scared.”

“Good point,” Shouji signed.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the classroom, Uraraka floated a note to Asui. Bakugou got just enough of a peek and tapped back to you.

Let’s team up! I’m sure we could do something really fun with our quirks. Maybe I could float some of your slime?

Asui passed the note back with her tongue.

Okay, but slime isn’t scary by itself – kero.

No one was sure why Asui felt the need to write out the croak, but it was cute all the same.

Up at the front of the classroom, Kaminari whispered to Hagakure, just loud enough for all three of you to hear. “C’mon, you should totally join our team. You’d be perfect to play a ghost!”

“I mean, I know, but isn’t that what everyone is expecting me to play? Scary happens when you least expect it.”

“Okay!” Midnight said, snapping her whip. The class jolted upright. “It’s clear that you’re all excited for Halloween and not going to focus on your work. Obviously, I can’t blame you. Halloween is the best holiday of the year of course. The drama, the costumes, the tricks and… the treats.”

She slid up to sit on her desk, legs crossed. “So, does anyone want to tell me what exactly you all are planning? Or do I need to get rough… and by rough, I mean tell Aizawa.”

“No worries, we’re just going to have a scare-off in our dorms on Halloween,” Ashido explained.

“A scare-off! Oh, that sounds like so much fun! It reminds me of my days in UA when Mic and I tried to scare our friends at Halloween,” She paused, and her face fell a bit. “Just… promise not to do anything too dangerous.”

“Of course, not sensei, I’ll personally make sure of it,” Iida said.

Midnight appeared oddly stern. “Thank you, but I am serious. There are students who always try talk to ghosts or summon demons.”

Bakugou snorted. “As if that shit exists.”

Midnight pursed her lips. “That’s what I used to say. Then I ended up working a case investigating some students who had seemed to go missing. Turns out they were doing what they thought was ‘harmless’ witchcraft. They were never seen again… in one piece that is. It took months to find all the body parts.”

A sobering chill fell over the class. When the bell pierced the silence, everyone jumped. “But that was then, and I’m sure you all would be smart enough not to do anything like that! Be safe, have fun!”

The class slowly filed out, except for you and Midoriya. You walked quietly together out of the main classroom building and across campus to the dorms.

“So, what do you think of the plan?” Midoriya asked.

“Perfection as always, Small Might.”

“Aww, you flatter me.”

“So, I’ve got the little toy from Mei we’ll be using, but I’m kinda surprised you didn’t ask her to be our fourth.”

Midoriya laughed. “She’d be a great fit for the team, but since we’re going for subtle…” The campus suddenly shook. Both of you turned towards to the massive warehouse that housed the Support Class shops. As expected, a plume of smoke rose into the air, followed by the exasperated groans of Power Loader.

“Point taken,” you muttered. “Well then, I’ll get my stuff ready for the pre-show. Should I get the fake blood packs?”

“I think you’ll be able to do fine without it. Blood might actually traumatize them.”

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Bakugou stared at the storm brewing outside. He fought to keep a smirk off his face. This couldn’t have worked out better.

“Are you sure you can’t stay Baku-bro?” Sero asked.

Bakugou leveled a look at Sero. “You don’t know the old hag. There’s no telling her no.”

Just then, you and Midoriya ran up, on cue. “Kacchan, are you sure though? I’m sure Auntie wouldn’t want you going out in this rain! It’s dangerous and people drive so recklessly…”

“Hah?! You sayin’ I’m gonna die or somethin’ shitty Deku?”

“N-no! Of course not, I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

You gave your best puppy-dog eyes. “At least text us to let us know you got there, okay?”

Bakugou raised an eyebrow and a smirk in your direction. “Oh? You goin’ soft on me, [L/n]? Keep that up and people might start talkin’…”

“I’m just saying! It’s dangerous on nights like this – not to mention Midnight’s story…”

“Aww, see Baku-bro, can’t you be nice? We all just care about you!” Sero laughed.

“Fuck off. I’ll see you fuckers later. If something happens, I’m coming back to haunt your asses.” With that, he popped his umbrella and headed out. He could hear Midoriya spouting off his usual muttering and your attempts to calm him, but Bakugou smirked, hearing how it was a clear setup. As soon as he was out of view of the dorms, he circled back and scrambled up the rope ladder you had set up outside your dorm window. Now all he had to do was wait for showtime…

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“Oh, hey [L/n].”

“Eep! Shouji, don’t do that!” You said. “Nearly jumped out of my skin there.”

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. Guess Midnight’s story has everyone on edge.”

You laughed. “Yeah, guess so. Don’t know how long I’ll last tonight. You ready?”

“Yeah, teamed up with Ojiro and Hagakure. We’ll try to go easy on you.”

A flicker of guilt passed through you. “Don’t. It’s like they always say, we gotta go Plus Ultra!”

Shouji seemed impressed. “Challenge accepted then. By the way, what’s with the lunchbox?”

“Oh this?” you said, holding up the small tin box in your hand. It looked like a collector’s item, stamped with some pre-quirk era comic book hero’s likeness. “Surprise for Snipe-sensei’s birthday. He doesn’t look like it, but he has his own collection of retro merch that’d make even Midoriya jealous.”

“Huh, had no idea. I’ll catch you later.”

“Yeah, see ya!” As Shouji left, you let out a silent sigh. The bit about Snipe you completely pulled out of your ass. Instead, you crept through a side door and set the lunchbox against the wall, the strong magnets holding it steady. With careful hands, you opened it and set the timer, connecting wires to the dorm’s fuse box…

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At the slightly-less-exciting stroke of 10 pm, the students gathered in the common room. Almost instantly, Hagakure and Kouda screamed. Sero descended from the ceiling and his web of tape in a fairly good spider costume. “Aww man, I was hoping I’d get more of you with that,” He groaned. “At least I still have the rest of the night.”

“Good luck man,” Kaminari laughed, dressed in a Pikachu kigirumi. “You’re not gonna get me with that.”

“Kaminari,” a deep voice breathed in his ear. “You failed your test.”

“AAHHH I’M SORRY SENSEI!” He then stopped and realized that “sensei” had violet eyes.

“Heh,” Shinsou grinned, lowering his capture weapon. “Funny how much a voice changer and some black hair dye can do.” Todoroki, dressed as a vampire, narrowed his eyes, pulling out his conspiracy notebook to make a couple notes.

“Guys,” Midoriya said, “Have any of you heard from Kacchan? He always texts when he gets to Auntie’s place. He should have been there hours ago, but he’s not answering my texts.”

“I’m sure he’s just busy,” Uraraka said, patting his shoulder. She was dressed in a highly detailed Apollo-era astronaut spacesuit, accurate down to the mission patches. “I bet his mom just put him to work right away and he forgot.”

“I guess… but it’s not like him!” Midoriya’s eyes watered, threatening to ruin his professional-grade All Might costume and makeup.

Aoyama popped up next to him. “It will be fine, mon ami. Why don’t you have a snack!” He whipped out a silver tray and lifted the lid, revealing a platter of Kraft Singles. “OooOOOoooo! Isn’t it terrifying?!”

Midoriya looked to Uraraka, who merely shrugged. “Aoyama, what’s scary about processed cheese?”

“It’s not real cheese! Is it plastic? Is it even truly edible? OoooOOOOooooOOOO!” He closed the tray and slunk off to attempt to scare another.

Uraraka leaned over to Midoriya. “We can never introduce him to actual American food, can we?” Midoriya shook his head.

“Sorry I’m late!” You said, running up to them.

Uraraka gasped. “So cool! I could’ve sworn you were gonna use your quirk.”

“Too tiring to keep that up,” you said. Your shapeshifting quirk was flawless but had the significant drawback of burning you out after prolonged use – certainly made you jealous of people like Toga, even if she had to drink blood for hers. “You don’t think the witch costume is too cliché?” You had the full robes, complete with eerie skull buttons and a pointed witch’s hat. You even had a thick grimoire and Ouiji board cradled in your arms.

“No, it’s great! It’s so detailed too, you look like you can really cast magic spells! Did Hagakure help you with the makeup?”

“Funny story, actually…” Before the two of you could launch into specifics, the lights dimmed.

“Now that we’re all here, let’s get started!” Ashido said, getting a cheer from the class. “Who wants to go first?”

“If it’s all the same, I’d like to go first,” you volunteered “It took some time to set everything up.”

“Sounds good!” Ashido said. “What’cha got for us?”

“Demonic summoning!”

The class was caught a bit off-guard. “Okay, guess we’re going zero to a hundred off the bat,” Jirou muttered. While the rest of the class murmured, Dark Shadow clapped excitedly.

Everyone gathered in the darkest corner of the common room as you opened your spellbook and set out the Ouiji board. “Are you sure this is safe?” Midoriya asked, eyeing the chalk lines and runes.

“It will be, as long as none of you cross the salt line. It’s very important you don’t,” you said. “If the salt line is broken, the demon could escape and… well I’d rather not say.”

“It’d kill you all!” Dark Shadow shrieked.

“Shhh!” Tokoyami said, eager to watch the show.

The class shuddered. You sat in the middle of the carefully warded circle and began chanting in Latin. At first nothing happened. Ashido was just about to say something, when the lights flickered. Your chanting grew louder as your voice grew deeper, and your eyes seemed to roll back in your head.

“O-o-okay [L/n], I think you can stop,” Ojiro said, more worried about your wellbeing than anything.

Suddenly, the lights cut out completely. The red emergency lights kicked on, casting an eerie glow over the room. A dark amorphous figure materialized in the summoning circle. Gasps filled the room. You slumped forward as the demon began to take shape.

“[Y/n]!” Midoriya shouted, running forward, just missing the grabbing hands of his friends, trying to keep him back. He tripped, and the salt line broke…

The shadow smashed into his chest. As soon as it started, the ritual seemed to be done and the lights snapped on. Everyone rushed to Midoriya and you. “[L/n]’s breathing but unconscious,” Shouji called out.

“Deku? Deku, wake up,” Uraraka said, kneeling at his side. Suddenly his eyes flung open, and he jolted awake. “Deku?”

He floated to his feet, and the class gasped. His eyes were bloody red instead of cool forest green. His bones popped as his head cocked to one side. “What’s wrong, friiiiends?” His voice eerily creaked. “Don’t you want to play with your old pal Deeekuuuu?”

Everyone took a step back. “Deku… what are you…?” Uraraka said. A frightening grin overtook his face. He opened his mouth and a terrifying black tentacle lashed out before snapping back. With a single sweep, he knocked your limp body sideways and into the wall. “[L/n]!”

“Mon dieu!” Aoyama squeaked.

Midoriya blocked anyone from getting close to you as his demented voice cackled. “Let’s play hide and seek. I’ll be it.”

The lights snapped off again.

“Run.”

Screams filled the room, and the class scattered. Kouda and Aoyama immediately ran into their rooms. No amount of bragging rights and chore freedom was worth dealing with demons.

Two down, nineteen remain.

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Uraraka, Iida, Todoroki, and Asui were huddled together on the next floor. “We’ve got to do something,” Iida hissed.

“How do you deal with a possessed best friend?” Uraraka sobbed. “And what about [L/n]?!”

“We’ve got to make sure [L/n] is okay, and maybe he’ll put things right,” Asui said. “We have to get back down to the common room.”

“But we’ll need a distraction,” Iida said quietly. “I vol-”

“Me,” Todoroki said. The others turned. “It makes the most sense. Iida can get in and out fast and I can maybe freeze… that thing.”

“That thing is our friend!”

“Not anymore,” Todoroki said. “We have to save him. It’s a monster wearing Midoriya’s skin.”

Asui reluctantly nodded. “I’ll go and help Iida.”

“What a good plan.” The four of them jumped, Midoriya’s eerie voice echoed through the hallway. “Too bad none of you will live to make it downstairs.”

“Where is he?” Uraraka squeaked looking around. Todoroki flared his flames to light the room, but nothing was there.

“Why O-chaaaaa-ko, I’m your friend, I’m always by your side.” Suddenly they looked up. The Green Demon skittered across the ceiling, then bent backwards to look at them with a demented smile. They didn’t have a chance before the tentacles lashed out.

“Got youuuuu.”

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A few floors up, Sato, Hagakure, Ojiro, Shouji, and Shinsou huddled together. “What do we do, what do we do, what do we do?!” Hagakure squealed.

“Deep breaths, Tooru,” Ojiro soothed, rubbing her back. “We’re going to be okay.”

“We do need a plan,” Sato muttered. “We’ve all got good quirks to keep us safe, we just need supplies. Let’s head to my room, I’ve got sugar for myself, but also a lot of kitchen knives just in case.”

“What if this is all just part of the scare off?” Shouji asked. “Aren’t we overreacting?”

“You saw Deku!” Hagakure nearly shrieked. “He’s not like that. That’s not our ray of sunshine!”

“Shinsou, you’ve been quiet,” Sato said. “What do you think? You’re the closest with Midoriya.”

Shinsou was pale, his face just illuminated by the light of his phone. “Tenya, Tsu, Shouto, and Ochako are gone.”

“What do you mean, gone?” Ojiro asked.

“Just… gone,” Shinsou muttered. “We all agreed to share our phone locations with each other just in case someone got kidnapped. All four of their phones are just… gone.”

Suddenly, they could hear heavy footsteps approaching them. Shinsou whipped the phone flashlight down the hall. “Guys?” A familiar voice called. “Is that you?”

“Uraraka?”

She ran up panting. “Thank goodness you’re alright! I just barely escaped Deku. I hope the others got away.”

Shinsou narrowed his eyes. “Ochako, what about your phone?”

“We kept our phones out for light and Deku smashed them. We tried calling for help, but it looks like the storm knocked out a cell tower.” An eerie skittering echoed down the halls. “Oh no, that’s Deku,” Uraraka hissed. “Turn off your light!”

“But…”

“Do it, Shinsou!” Hagakure hissed.

Shinsou begrudgingly turned it off, plunging them all into darkness. “Here, let’s hold hands so we don’t get lost,” Uraraka said. Shinsou felt a soft hand take his – Uraraka, he assumed – while he could feel Shouji take his other hand. “This way guys. We can use my room.”

For a moment they stumbled in the dark, heading farther down the hallway. Ojiro then spoke up. “Uh, Uraraka, where are you going?”

“To my room.”

“But… isn’t your room the other way? We’re heading towards [L/n]’s room.”

Suddenly, lightning flashed, briefly lighting the hallway. Shinsou jumped back, letting go. “That’s not Uraraka!” Uraraka’s form was replaced by yours, now looking decayed and zombie-like. “Shit, it’s [L/n]!”

“Oh dear,” you hissed as the skittering grew louder and closer. Shinsou’s phone light turned on again. “It’s always so hard to keep a form for long.”

“[L/n], you’ve gotta fight him!” Hagakure shouted.

Shouji froze. “Look at his eyes.”

Where your normal eyes once were had been replaced by nothing but empty black pools. You raised your arms, hissing. “I must serve my master. All hail the Green Demon!”

“Run!”

“Going somewhere?” Demon Midoriya floated through the air, tentacles lashing.

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The Bakusquad minus Ashido hid in the boys bathrooms, in a rear closet. The room was eerily quiet, the silence only broken by the occasional slosh of water in the bath as the pump circulated. “Guys I’m freaking out, what the hell is going on!” Kaminari trembled.

“I don’t know but we’ve got to get out of here!” Sero agreed.

“Guys, pull yourselves together, we’re heroes! We need to make sure our friends are safe first! Getting everyone out safe is the manly thing to do.”

“You’re right man,” Sero said, pulling out his phone and sending a message in the group chat.

“But what about [L/n]? And how do we save Deku? A-And Bakugou still isn’t answering!”

Kirishima’s shoulders sagged. “We’ll have to check on Baku-bro later. Hopefully he’s fine. First, we gotta get out and get the teachers.”

“Man, of course it was Deku who’d get possessed. If he was here, he’d know what to do. He’d like… analyze the demon!”

“Or [L/n] would be able to copy and fight him hand to hand!”

“Or Baku-bro could knock him out,” Kirishima agreed. “Wait, we could fix this! If we got to the breakers, we could get the lights back on. That’d at least help us see him coming!”

“Good idea Kiri!”

“Guys,” Sero whispered. “The group chat… it’s silent.” The other two peeked over his shoulder. The only thing there was a sound clip sent from Shinsou.

“Shit! It’s [L/n]-”

The clip cut off.

“[L/n]?” Kaminari muttered. “Does that mean… Demon-ku got to [L/n]?”

“Guys,” Sero said.

“Then, we really need to get out of here and get the teachers. Kaminari, you and Sero run ahead. I’ll try and check for anyone else here.”

“Guys.”

“Kiri, it’s too dangerous!”

“Guys!”

“What!”

“Did you just hear the door open?” They slowly turned towards the closet door. A slow bare footstep smacked against the tile. One by one, they could hear each of the showers turn on. Steam started to fill the room, seeping under the door. The bathwater splashed.

The three scarcely dared to breathe. They stared at the slit of light under the door, waiting for a sign of who it was. Their hearts stopped when they heard a familiar popping.

“Katsuki…?” Kirishima ventured.

“You came back?” Kaminari asked hopefully, reaching for the door handle.

Sero grabbed his friends. “Something’s not right.”

The lock on the door exploded. The door slowly swung open. “Baku-” Kaminari’s voice caught in his throat.

It was Bakugou, but his skin was pale and splotchy. His eyes were completely black, and his hair hung loosely on his head, soaked to the bone. His favorite clothes were torn and… was that a tire track across his chest? A raspy breath rattled from his mouth as his arm slowly rose to point at his friends. “Youuuu… fuckers…”

Their screams could be heard all over campus.

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“I don’t like this.”

“Me neither, Tokoyami. We should have all stayed together.” Yaoyorozu produced a flashlight from her arm. “At least we have an advantage with you and Dark Shadow.”

“Mwhehehe,” Dark Shadow giggled. “Say the line, Fumi!”

“It’s hardly appropriate. For all we know our friends are in danger from a demon… if they’re still alive that is.”

“I’m sure they’re alright,” Yaoyorozu sighed. She cast the light over the doorway to the maintenance room. “Hmm, didn’t Shouji say he saw [L/n] messing around over here earlier?”

“Do you think he planned this?” Tokoyami looked deep in thought. “Perhaps this is an elaborate act?”

“But [L/n] borrowed all of your demon summoning books!” Dark Shadow squawked.

“Why do you have demon summoning books?”

“You never know what might be handy someday.”

“I suppose I should expand my reading then,” Yaoyorozu muttered, running the light over the door again, stopping short of opening it. “The floor. It’s all wet.”

“Soaked!” Dark Shadow added. Suddenly the hallway was filled with screams.

“What was that?!”

Tokoyami spread his cloak, letting Dark Shadow spread across the floor and walls. “By the sound of it, our friends.”

Dark Shadow didn’t get far. “Fumi, I found something!”

You moaned as Dark Shadow coiled around you. “All hail the Green Demon!”

Yaoyorozu gasped. “Oh no, it’s [L/n]!”

“The demon has clearly claimed his mind. We’ll need to perform an exorcism. We should take him to my room.”

“Fumi, he’s holding something!” Dark Shadow took the bundle from your hand and brought it over to Tokoyami.

Yaoyorozu cast the light over the strange object. “Looks like a bundle of paper,” Tokoyami muttered. “Are you trying to communicate, [L/n]? You can break free of the demon!”

Yaoyorozu, however, frowned as she touched the paper. “This is odd, it’s not normal.” Then she realized a moment too late. “Tokoyami, throw it away, it’s flash paper!”

“Too late… fuckers…” The enthralled Bakugou growled. With the smallest of sparks, the room burst with light rendering Dark Shadow useless.

Before Yaoyorozu could run, you crept up behind her. “You must serve the Green Demon!”

As the two screamed, taken beyond the veil, you and Bakugou droned on with your worship, only stopping to mutter. “What a mad banquet of darkness…”

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Ashido and Jirou crept through the common room. “I have a really bad feeling we’re the only ones left,” Jirou said. “You heard those screams too, right?”

“C’mon, all we have to do is undo whatever [L/n] was doing right? It’s Ouiji board rules, right? We just have to say goodbye!” Ashido said.

“This is a demon summoning, Mina, I don’t think it’s that easy.” Jirou froze. “Someone’s coming.”

Suddenly, an eerie red light illuminated you above the summoning circle. “You shall not stop the dark revelry. You will make the perfect sacrifice for our lord! All hail the Green Demon!” You shouted, launching into a new wave of chanting.

“Screw this, we gotta get out of here!” Jirou shouted, but as she reached to grab Ashido’s arm, a clammy cold hand grabbed her.

“Earphoooones…” The voice growled behind her.

“Ahh! Bakugou?!”

Ashido stepped back, readying her acid. “I’m sorry guys, I don’t want to hurt you, but I’m not letting you take her!” She was about to throw it when she could hear skittering above her. She spun around just in time to be snatched by the demonic tentacles.

“Such a good servants you are,” Midoriya’s demented voice hissed. His eyes seemed to bore into Ashido. “You’ve brought me perfect sacrifices. I’ll harvest their souls, just like the rest.” The demon seemed to unhinge its jaws, descending on her.

“NOOOOOOO!!”

The lights flicked on. “And that’s the game,” Midnight said, standing next to the light switch. The rest of the class emerged from the hallway, embarrassed.

“What?!” The two girls shouted.

Midoriya smiled brightly and lowered Ashido before retracting Black Whip and releasing Float. You high-fived him before turning to Bakugou, who was strangely trembling. “Katsuki, are you okay?”

Suddenly he doubled over in laughter. “WOOOOO! I can’t believe each and every one of you idiots fell for it!”

“But-but-but, I thought you left?!” Kirishima spluttered.

Bakugou was dying with laughter, so you took over. “Bakugou’s trick was, as sensei would say, a logical ruse. In fact, Midoriya planned the whole thing.”

“Midoriya?!”

“But Mido,” Ashido said, “I thought you didn��t like scary things!”

“Nope, I just find them really boring, and people don’t like it when I start overanalyzing movies.” Uraraka and Iida winced. “Nothing against you guys of course! I know I’d get upset if someone wouldn’t stop talking when I was watching something.”

“So, how did you do it?” Yaoyorozu asked. “It was – clearly – very convincing.”

“Well, Kacchan pretending to leave was the first step, but getting Midnight to help was the second.”

“Wait, we were only allowed to have people from our class!” Sato said.

Bakugou, finally having control over his laughs, snorted. “Nah, Pinky only said we could only have four people on our team. She never said it had to be in our class.”

“You got me there,” Ashido sighed.

“That’s why I planted that little story about demonic summoning during class,” Midnight said, “and why I volunteered to watch the dorm for Aizawa tonight. Then of course, I also supplied a bit of my quirk.”

“We needed just a bit,” Midoriya explained. “That way we could get [L/n] to convincingly pass out. Then, after he woke up when I chased you guys out of the room, he had time to put on some bloody makeup and to shapeshift into the fake Ochako. Auntie taught me a lot about costume makeup for cosplays so I have a bit of a collection for times like this.”

Shouji’s eyes widened. “Then, when I saw [L/n]…”

“I was setting up a timer to temporarily cut the power. Nothing sells a demon like a blackout, right?” All three of you removed the costume contact lenses from their eyes. “Convincing, huh?”

“All I had to do was suggest something terrible happening to me for you idiots to fill in the rest of the blanks,” Bakugou smirked. “’course my costume was pretty good too.”

“Admittedly the hardest part was getting Black Whip to come out of my mouth.” Midoriya muttered. “Anyway, that means we win! So, who’s taking over trash duty for me?”

The class just stared in shock. “I… can’t believe it,” Shinsou muttered. “They completely played us.”

“Like a goddamn fiddle,” Kaminari groaned.

“Not like it was hard, Dunce-face,” Bakugou snorted. “Doesn’t hurt my [Y/n] and my ‘Zuku are awesome actors and could scare your asses any day!”

It took all of two seconds before Bakugou realized what he had said. Todoroki, fearless or perhaps blunt as ever, spoke first. “Did Bakugou just admit he’s dating [L/n] and Midoriya?”

“Ah fuck.” In a flash you were surrounded by your classmates, clamoring for details.

You sighed. “And here I figured I’d win the bet.”

Midoriya laughed. “I guess Kacchan just had to force a win.”

“I didn’t wanna win it like this!”

And so, despite winning the scare-off, the three of you were perhaps stuck with the scariest thing of all: explaining why you were hiding a relationship for fun from a class that thrived on chaos.

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#x male reader #x reader #my stuff #mha x reader #mha #bnha #my hero academia #halloween

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ao3feed-izch · 3 months ago

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𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥; k. bakugo x reader

by whynotthrowitback

(Originally published on Wattpad)

This story revolves around a courageous teenage girl who is on a journey of self-discovery as she grapples with the challenges posed by her unique quirk. Struggling to navigate the complexities of her abilities, she confronts the shadows of her past, seeking to assert her identity and find a sense of belonging. Through trials and tribulations, she strives to rise above her difficulties, ultimately aiming to transform her hardships into personal strength and resilience.

As she navigates the twists and turns of her journey, she unknowingly captivates the gaze of a certain blond-haired boy. He stands at a crossroads in his own life, struggling to unravel the complexity of his emotions while grappling with his fiery temper. Each encounter between them sparks a mix of curiosity and confusion, pushing him to explore not only his feelings for her but also the deeper layers of himself.

Words: 6562, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, Other

Characters: Bakugo Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Reader, Todoroki Shouto, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Uraraka Ochako, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Reze!Reader

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki & Bakugou Katsuki's Family, Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Bakugou Katsuki & Reader, Todoroki Shouto & Reader, Midoriya Izuku & Reader, Mina Ashido & Reader, Midoriya Izuku & Midoriya Izuku's Family, Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako

Additional Tags: slowburn, like really slowburn, Don't Like Don't Read, Teenage Drama, Eventual Romance, Bakugo is a jerk, Reze!Reader - Freeform, Mentioned Reze (Chainsaw Man), Reader has a bomb quirk(Reze's powers), Reader Has a Quirk (My Hero Academia), Other Additional Tags to Be Added

source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60606712

#ao3feed #dekuraka #izch #izuku midoriya #izuocha #ochako uraraka #ochadeku #auto

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not-hope12 · 28 days ago

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Yandere Bakugou x Black Fem! Reader

Hey ya'll this is my first EVER fanfiction on tumblr...soo it may be a bit wonky

Ps. CHECK OUT MY WATTPAD STORY 'IT'S ALL ABOUT LOVIN' OR LIVIN' :BhaddieHopes

Name: Y/n Bennet

Age: 15

Ethnicity: Blasian (African + Japanese)

Quirk: Avatar

•->can use all 4 elements, with its side bending.

• -> side effects: headaches, passing out and stomach pain.

Name: Kastuki Bakugou

Age: 16

Ethnicity: Japanese

Quirk: Explosion

• -> allows him to make explosions from his hands by detonating the nitroglycerin-like substance he sweats.

• ->Side effects: Stressed; sweat glands and Aching forearms

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Y/n pov*

*BANG* *BANG* "Y/N OPEN THIS DOOR, YOU FUCKING IDIOT...I SWEAR, IF YOU'RE LATE TO THIS FUCKING UA THING, I DON'T GOT TIME HAVING TO WAKE UP YOUR LAZY ASS FOR SCHOOL, I GOTTA MAKE A DROP OFF-" I open the door, staring at the ground. staring at him, means wanting to get beat again. "Morning Asahi...where's dad?" I ask, normally he's the one to wake me up.

For context, I live with my dad Haruto, and older brother Asahi. They don't really like me that much, well far from it actually. I mean, they must really hate me if they gotta abuse me almost every fucking day.

"Why, lemme guess want another round huh" Asahi says, looking at me with a lustful gaze...ew. "What the fuck, no why would you-" *Slap* "Don't you swear at me you little bitch, be grateful we even let you stay here. Now strip, I need something to fuck." Asahi said, taking of his pajama pants "W-what please don't...not today.." What? you thought this was the first time he well they've done this to me?

Suddenly, Asahi pushed me against my bed while quickly taking of my night dress and before I knew it, I was almost late to my first day of highschool and already had to do my laundry.

time skip*

I walk through the corridors of UA, people staring at me from all over. 'Woah who's that' 'She's so pretty..' Words. About me. I look down on the floor, to scared to make eye contact with anyone. When suddenly -*thump*- I knocked into someone. It's Katsuki Bakugou. He was quite famous last year for winning the UA sport festival, he's in 2A now, and still the strongest in the game. "U-uh sorry...I didn't see you ther-" "WATCH IT YOU FUCKING EXTRA, I SWEAR-" I was suddenly met with silence as me and Bakugou make eye contact, he stares at me with a shocked expression when suddenly a pink girl, probably Mina Ashido, helped me up from the ground. "Sorry about him, he has quite the temper..." She said side-eyeing Bakugou, as she looks back at me with a big smile "I'm Ashido Mina, but it's cool for you to call me Mina!" She said as she then looked back at her friends. "This is Kirishima, Denki, Sero, and Jirou!" I don't say anything as I just stare at them with a blank expression on my face. "U-uh hello" I say, my voice just above a whisper. "Hey man, sorry about my buddy Bakugou here! You seem pretty chill!" The man that Mina introduced to me as Kirishima. "It's okay-" "Whatever loser, I'm not gonna waste my time with all you extras" Bakugou storms of, as he walks to the 2A classroom..

Later, I soon walk inside the classroom to everyone seated already. Crap.. Aizawa then walks from his desk to stand next to me. "This is Y/N Bennet, she was supposed to be in 1A, but she had quite good marks so they decided to put her in 2A, Y/n introduce yourself and your quirk" Fuck... I cannot do speaking in crowds.. "Uh...I'm Y/n-" "WE KNOW!" Bakugou interrupted me again.. before getting a hit on the head by Mina. "A-and my quirk is Avatar, I can basically control the 4 elements plus it's sub quirks l-like, lightning, flight, bloodbending, healing, lava- uh yea..." I say not expecting the gasps from the classroom "How the heck can someone have so many quirks..." Mumbles filled the classroom, as I finished explaining my quirk to them. "Okay class settle down, uh Y/n you can take a seat there next to Bakugou" Bakugou groans in annoyance as I go take my seat next to him.

Time skip*

It was lunch time, and the first place I went was the rooftop where it's nice and silent- *thump* I bumped into someone again...just my luck- "YOU FUCKING EXTRA- oh, It's you" Bakugou suddenly stopped yelling at me, as he swiftly grabbed my hand and sat me down at the bench by the huge sakura tree. He stared at me for quite some time, "Uh do you need-" "Oi, you wouldn't be Asahi's younger sister right" what.the.fuck. "H-how do you know my older brother..?" Bakugou looked at me with a shocked look before he continued speaking. "Uh, he sold me and the others weed a couple times...he's pretty chill, but once I heard him speak with a couple of his guys about his younger sister, and how he'd fuck her and shit. It was pretty fucked up, then he showed a couple of us a video and well shit it was clearly you..." What, no.no.no. Asahi did not do that...there's no way "W-what.." "Yea, I mean I don't know if I should've told you or anything but-" "OMG! BAKUGOUS TALKING WITH Y/N" We quickly turned, Denki, he gasps sarcastically walking up to us. Followed by Mina, Kirishima, Jirou and Sero. "U-uh I have to go" I say quickly as I quickly walk away and into the bathroom. "Wait-" Before he could speak I rushed of already as I didn't even give the rest of the group a glance. I went to the girls bathroom as I tried by best to control my breathing but before I knew it I was already having a panic attack.

Time skip*

I slowly walk inside my house, stumbling across empty beer bottles. I try to close the door silently, not to wake my dad up from his loud snores. But it was too late, his snores stopped and all I could hear was his loud footsteps coming down the stairs. As soon as we locked eyes, he stormed towards me not giving me a second to react, as he snatches me by my neck choking me slightly "Y/n, why the fuck do you thinks it's okay to be coming home at this time," huh?" "Dad, y-you're hurting me" "I. don't. give. two. shits. Fucking answer me, before I have to punish you. Again." "U-uh...d-dadd, I can't breath" He suddenly flings me across the floor, as he walks to get a new bottle of beer, he quickly finishes it before flinging it across my head, the glass shattereing, causing some cuts to form on my cheeks blood slowly falling out. I don't say anything as he grabs me by my afro, dragging me to the basement. He throws me onto the spare bed and unbuckles his belt. "Dad...p-please, I-i was at school pleasee-" My screams and cries are put to a halt as I feel the sting of the buckle against my body, cuts forming on my already bruised body. "AAAH STOP S-STOP YOU'RE HURTING ME!" My dad groaned in annoyance as he dropped his belt and went out the basement, and back to his bed.

#mha x reader #yandere bakugou smut #bakugou x black reader #yandere Bakugou x black reader #smut #angst

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jazzthatonewriterchick · 2 years ago

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A New Kind of Distraction (poly!Pro!KiriMina x Bi!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot)

Pairing: Pro!Kirishima x Pro!Bi!Mina x Bi!Fem!Reader (race not specific)

Synopsis: After your boyfriend of a year breaks up with you on what would have been your two-year anniversary, your very good, very attractive friend Mina (whom you’ve secretly been crushing on since high school) and her even more attractive boyfriend Kirishima decide that the only way to get you over your shit ex is through a threesome with her and him when you get an invite to Dynamight’s birthday party.

Warnings: Smutty Smut (MINORS DON’T READ), 18+, Mentions of Alcohol & Marijuana, Friends to Lovers, Poly Romance, Threesome, Swearing, Dom!Kiri, subby!Mina & Reader, Bratty Mina, Aged up!Kiri & Mina (both are 25) Spanking, Facefucking, Mild Degradation, Praise, Spit Play, Cunnilingus, Fingering, Clit Stimulation, PIV Sex, Pussyjob, Unprotected Sex (IF YOU DON’T WRAP IT, YOU CAN’T HIT IT), Mutual Orgasms, Aftercare, Bakugou catches y’all, Bisexual!Mina & Reader, Race of reader is not specified

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer's Note: Hiiiiii!! Nice to meet y'all. I'm Jazz (or Jasmin) & I'm fucking nervous to be posting this. This is my first fic on Tumblr & I've been a lurker for a LONG time now lol.

I was known as the author JasminNelson then urgirlyjazz for a long time on Wattpad. My stories were fairly popular until writing on Wattpad got stale & I needed a clean slate. So now I'm on here & Ao3! I've very excited to be a part of the community of talented black writers I've seen on here, so I hope my writing is enough!

I've had this little idea for a while now, so I decided to finally write it. All criticism & tips are welcome too! Enjoy! -Jazz 🩷🩷

Ao3 link here!

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“I’m not going to the party, Mina.”

“Why noooot?” Mina whines from her spot on the couch, still dressed in her pajamas of a loose Red Riot tank top and shorts that showed off her very impressive ass from many hours of pilates and work as a pro hero. Your eyes quickly flick away from the double RR, stark red and practically mocking you, on the front of her breasts.

You turn your back to her as you stand in your kitchen in the apartment you both share as roomies and best friends, mostly to keep your eyes off her tits and that damn tank top as a reminder of what you don’t have anymore. You busy yourself by whipping up your iced coffee to go with your breakfast that you still haven’t prepared yet.

“Well, number one, it’s way too sudden,” you begin to explain as you grab your thermos and fill it with ice from the fridge. “I don’t even have an outfit for something as big as Dynamight’s birthday bash.”

Mina rolls her golden irises with pinups as black as inkblots as she sits cross-legged on the couch. “It’s tomorrow night, Y/N,” she huffs with a scoffing laugh. “We can go shopping once you get off work today. You get off at 4, right?”

“Yes,” you reply, and you wish you don’t because that opens the door to the possibility that you’ll be interested in attending Bakugou Katsuki aka Dynamight’s 25th birthday party at his house. His parties have always been extravagant as soon as he became a pro hero, nothing but a show of his money and fame. Last party he had, his whip ended up in his swimming pool. “But it’s still a no. My plan was to come home and sleep like I always do.”

“Yes,” Mina agrees, her tone accusatory. “Like you always do, and have been doing for two months with your depressed ass.” You whip around with your thermos, mouth agape. “Hey!” you shout defensively. “I am not depressed! And don’t joke about that kinda shit. Mental health is no joke.”

“You’re right!” Mina agrees. “Which is why you should avoid sinking at the bottom of a depressive hole like you did before by coming out with me and Kiri. You remember what happened when that first month, don’t you?” She stands from the couch, giving you a good look at her toned legs and the very bright, very pink bra she wears underneath her RR tank top.

Goddammit. Why does she always have to this to you? It’s bad enough you’ve had a crush on the girl since your days at U.A. High with her bubbly and silly self. You thought you had gotten over it once you both got older, but years later, with Mina now being dubbed the pro hero “Pinky” and you in college and juggling your job at a local financial law office, things have only gotten worse.

You and Mina have been friends for years and you’ve seen her grow into the adorable, kind woman she is today, which makes crushing on her so damn hard. It’s even harder seeing her date your mutual friend since high school Eijoru Kirishima aka “Red Riot”, one of the sweetest people you’ve ever met, even after years of hard work and constant threats that would make anyone break.

And whom you also have been crushing on.

Mind you, your crush on Kiri has not been as long-term as the one you have on Mina, but it is just as strong and just as pestering. But who wouldn’t fall for that big, goofy grin, that deep, raspy voice, and those muscles that you’re guilty of dreaming of touching for yourself? He and Minda dated right after they graduated U.A. High after years of secretly pining for each other and you couldn’t be happier for them….

At least, that’s what you try to tell yourself. Though they do their best to include you in their plans and not make you feel like a third wheel, between crushing on both of them and not having your ex to distract you anymore, hanging with them feels like slowly losing your mind. Every time Kiri comes to visit your and Mina’s apartment during his lunch break or on his days off, this results in you usually making an excuse to leave to avoid watching him and Mina be lovey-dovey and dry hump on the couch.

And activities outside of the apartment? Forget it. You’d rather stay home and drown in ice cream and movies than watch your hopeless crushes giggle with each other at the restaurant table or cuddle in a movie theater. It’s fucking torture! But you know it could never be possible to be with either one of them.

Realizing you’ve been silent for too long, you answer Mina as you move to get some oat milk creamer out of the fridge. “Yes, I remember, Mina,” you sigh, not wanting to. “That first month after he left me was not my hottest.” Mina clucks her tongue against the roof of her mouth. “I still don’t know what you saw in that guy,” she mutters.

You put your thermos on the Keurig coffee maker and press the start button, staring down at your painted nails and the cuffs to your sweater for work. It’s been two months since your ex took your heart, shat on it, and threw it in the trash all on what would have been your second-year anniversary. But according to him, he never had your heart in the first place.

He had told you all of this while standing outside of the restaurant he wasted time making reservations for, humiliating you in front of the people who walked in and out the doors. “You think I don’t see the way you look at them?” he had scoffed to you, face twisted in a scowl. “You think I don’t know? How the fuck are you with me but you’re in love with them?”

“I’m not in love with either of them!” you had shouted, in tears, makeup and night ruined. “We’re just friends! I had a crush on Mina in high school, but–”

“And it hasn’t left,” he had growled. “Don’t bullshit me, Y/N. Whenever we’re all together, you look at her like you want to kiss her. And you look at her man like you want him to join!”

His harsh words made you flinch, and it made you cringe even more that you weren’t subtle in keeping your feelings hidden from him. “I’ve done so much to try and show you how much you mean to me,” he said, his voice strained with emotion. “And yet…” He scoffed to himself, looking away from you as if he couldn’t stand the sight of you.

You stared down at your shoes, ashamed. started to be angered with yourself at hurting him so…until he said this fuck shit: “I thought I was okay with you being bisexual, but deep down, I always knew this would happen.”

Your head shot up so fast you could’ve gotten whiplash. “You’re kidding, right?” you scoffed, but his scowl told you differently. “You’re blaming this on my sexuality? Something I can’t help?” He was silent, walls behind his eyes completely guarding his true feelings.

You should’ve known that would’ve happened. It wouldn’t be the first time you were misunderstood for being bisexual in the dating scene: ‘So it’s not a phase?’ ‘Does that mean you’d be down for a threesome?’ ‘What if you cheat with a guy and a girl? I couldn’t handle that!’

The first month after that was filled with crying, self-loathing, and nights getting cuddles from Mina. The next month was better, but you’ve learned to keep a boundary between Mina and Kirishima, including missing out on hanging with them by taking up extra hours at work or going to your campus library to study for exams instead.

“I just worry about you, Y/N,” Mina sighs, bringing you back down to earth. “Kiri worries too. He just doesn’t tell you because he’s worried he’ll cross a line. You don’t even hang with us anymore!”

You sigh to yourself, feeling horrible for treating your friends in such a way. You want to explain yourself to them, but that would mean admitting to them the truth about why your ex left you in the first place and about the pitiful, embarrassing crushes you have on them. As the smell of coffee fills the air, the hot liquid becoming chilled from the ice in your thermos, you turn to a worried-looking Mina.

“I’m sorry, Pinky,” you say apologetically, tugging at the sleeve of your sweater. Mina cracks a smile at the use of her hero name and your old nickname for her in high school. “I guess I’ve just been trying to distract myself from any romance…including you and Kiri.”

Mina’s brows furrow in confusion. “I mean, shit, Mina,” you chuckle. “You guys are relationship goals! Every time you guys are together, I feel like offing myself.”

Mina giggles to herself, the sound like music to your ears. Then her smile drops. “Have we been making you uncomfortable?” she asks, and then gasps, horrified. “Have we been rubbing our relationship in your face this whole time? Is that why you stopped hanging out with us?”

“Mina, Mina, honey!” You immediately come to her aid, putting your hands on her shoulders. “You’re gonna make yourself sick. No, you and Kiri don’t make me uncomfortable. You just make me remember what I had.” Or wish I had.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” Mina softly says, looking absolutely gutted by this. “I didn’t even realize…” She trails off, staring down at her yellow shark slippers. You want to kick yourself, feeling like you just made her feel guilty for something that isn’t even her fault.

Finally, she looks back up at you, a newfound understanding in those stark night eyes. “You don’t have to come to Bakugou’s party, if you don’t want to. I know his parties aren’t your scene and that’s fine! I just thought it’d be a good chance for you to have fun and relax because you so deserve it.”

‘Do I?’ you want to ask. Do you really deserve anything close to peace after your relationship ended because you’re crushing on two other people that can never like you back?

The Keurig buzzes, signaling that your coffee is done and making you realize that you’ve yet to cook breakfast, and you start your shift in half an hour. It also makes you realize that you do, in fact, need a distraction from your breakup, even if just for a little while. And you’ll make sure you stay as far away from Mina and Kiri’s love affair as possible while there.

You let out a defeated sigh, earning Mina’s attention. “Fine,” you groan. “I’ll go.” Mina squeals, happily clapping her hands. “But only for an hour. I’m not gonna stick around and watch Denki try to take body shots off of every girl at the party again.”

Mina shakes her head so hard that she’d put a bobblehead out of work. “Yeah, yeah, of course.” She squeals again, wrapping her arms tightly around you and giving you a whiff of her strawberry shampoo from her soft, pink curls. “Oh, this is gonna be so much fun! I’ll meet you outside of your office at 4 and we can go shopping!”

“And get dinner,” you add, playfully batting her away. “Now shoo! I have to get ready for work.” Mina giggles and goes to leave you to pack up, but not before grabbing your chin and planting a kiss on your cheek that leaves you feeling hot in your sweater and your brain short-circuiting.

Ten minutes later, when you finally grab your coffee and your bag for work and make it on time to the bus stop to take you to work, you wonder if this is really a good idea. Is it possible to stay away from your very attractive best friend and her very attractive boyfriend tonight, especially when alcohol is involved?

Standing under the cherry blossom trees that grace the block of your apartment, pink petals cascading down around you, you look to the blue spring sky in prayer. “God, help me,” you moan.

********************

When you and Mina step out of the Lyft she orders the next night and stand in front of the massive mansion brimming with activity and noise, you already regret stepping out of your apartment.

Especially in the mini dress she made you wear after shopping the day before after your very slow shift at the financial law firm. Your boss wasn’t there that day, so you let yourself take a longer lunch than normal after completing all of your tasks as soon as you got there. It’s a pretty good gig–the pay is enough to keep the lights on, you get your own private cubicle, and it puts you in a position to meet pro heroes who have financial problems of their own, so the gossip with Mina is always juicy.

You now wish you would’ve just made an excuse to go straight home yesterday instead of shopping for a good party outfit. Though you’ll admit you look good in the skin-tight, bodycon dress, matching pumps, and a push-up bra that makes your titties look absolutely scrumptious, the cool spring breeze sneaking up your thighs to your panties makes you think twice.

Especially as Mina drags you up the steps to the brick walkway to Dynamight’s humble abode. You can hear the hip-hop music blaring from the speakers inside (sounds like Pop Smoke), so loud that the windows shake, and the DJ hyping the dancing crowd up into the mic. Multi-color lights flash from inside the living room, all different colors of rainbows.

Mina, with her hand still in yours, turns to smile at you. She went for a black crop top that stops just above her toned stomach and low-rise jeans with rips at the knees that exposes the V-line that leads down to where your fantasies can only imagine. In her six-inch pumps, she stands just at your height, and her gold earrings dangling from her ears glint in the moonlight shining above the mansion roof. “Ready?” she brightly asks.

“Definitely not,” you answer, nervously staring at your hands still connected.

“Aw, come on, girl!” she giggles. “You’ll be fine! Everyone you know is there. Bakugou is very particular about his guests. Plus, you look fine as hell.” She sneakily takes a handful of your ass, making you squeak. “No doubt you’ll find someone to get your mind off of that jerk. Now come on!”

Before you can protest or even recover from the ass grab, she’s knocking on the door where a big, burly man comes walking up to the door with a very intimidating scowl. “Name?” he asks as he gets out a notepad.

“Mina Ashido and Y/N L/N,” Mina answers, her bright smile never faltering. The guard looks over the notepad for a moment before nodding and allowing them through. As soon as they’re inside, he shuts the door and stands by it protectively.

Your eyes drink in the large, beautifully-decorated living room where guests, many of whom you know and are familiar with, occupy. Most are on the dance floor that is separated from the front door by a red velvet rope, bodies bumping under the lights to the music. On the far right is a mini bar where three hired bartenders are serving drinks, from cocktails to rounds of shots.

Along the walls are love seats and lounge seats where you see puffs of smoke from lit blunts and hookah pipes float up to the ceiling. Near the dance floor is a DJ stand where the DJ stands working hard, taking a break from yelling into the mic. Though the party still looks like it is worth a couple thousand, it’s pretty chill for Bakugou’s taste.

Speaking of Bakugou, when he yells at Mina and you from across the room, it’s like a record scratch in itself. “Pinky! Y/N!” he screams at the top of his lungs, waving one muscular arm at them from his little VIP area which includes the likes of the Bakusquad. Sero gives a wave too which you happily return while Denki throws up the peace sign, too faded to function as he snuggles with Jirou in his seat who gives you a wave as well.

“There’s the birthday boy!” Mina happily laughs as Bakugou throws both arms around her tinier body, nearly knocking her over. “Damn, someone’s been goin’ overtime.”

“You fuckin’ know it,” Bakugou slurs before giving you a hug as well. You can smell the liquor radiating off of him. “She got you out of the crib, huh? Must be a full moon.”

“Very funny,” you scoff, throwing his arms off of you as he cackles. “And happy birthday. Surprised you didn’t go overboard this time.” Bakugou rolls his crimson eyes at your words. “Ugh, don’t even mention it. My publicist was up my ass about how my car ended up in that pool.”

You giggle at the memory of that group chat where you, Mina, and the rest of the squad clowned Bakugou for his bad decisions. “And I’m surprised you put yourself in that get-up,” Bakugou comments, his eyes trailing over your form. “What, you my birthday present or something? ‘Cause I wouldn’t be complaining.”

“Careful, K,” Mina says in a warning, protectively putting a hand on your lower back. It only makes your skin catch fire through the fabric of your dress. “She just got out of a relationship two months ago. I don’t think she’s wanting to take care of your drunk ass tonight.”

Bakugou scoffs in disbelief at her words, making you giggle to yourself. “Don’t worry, Bakugou,” you coo, patting the birthday boy on the back. “There’s plenty of girls I’m sure would love to give a piece of another kind of cake tonight.”

“And who would that be?” a very familiar, very sexy, rasped voice asks from behind you. “Certainly not you, right, Y/N? You’re way too good for this messy bitch.”

You slowly turn, finding the Red Riot to be standing behind you carrying two lemon drop martinis rimmed in sugar. And he looks so damn good–he decided to go casual with a loose mesh tank top that exposes his impressive pecs where you see the silver ring that adorns one nipple and muscular arms roped in tattoos, leather joggers that only leave to the imagination what’s underneath, and hightop sneakers. His red locks are tied half up, half down, though some strands still fall into his crimson eyes that are dead-locked on you and Mina.

He gives you both a toothy smile, cocking the brow that is pierced. “Well, look who decided to grace us with their presence,” he chuckles. “Two of the prettiest girls to exist.” Bakugou rolls his eyes at his friend’s words. “Stop being such a fuckin’ simp, man,” he groans.

Kiri only laughs. “You’re just jealous is all.” He sticks his tongue out at Bakugou before handing you and Mina the drinks. “For you, m’ladies. Figured you’d get some now before other guests arrive. Deku and Ochako are running late, Shoto will be here later after visiting his siblings, and I think some other folks are coming.”

“Thank you, babe,” Mina giggles and wraps her arms around Kiri’s neck. He returns the embrace, squeezing her against him before taking a handful of her ass with one muscular hand. “Who the fuck told you to come out the house like this?” he playfully growls as she squeals in his ear.

You stand there awkwardly, not knowing what to do except sip your drink. God, you wish you were between that, feeling Mina’s breasts pressing against your front while Kiri holds your hips from behind, the hard planes of his chest pushing into your back. You picture the two of you together on the dance floor, hips rolling and lost in the bliss, hands caressing and lips on each others’ necks.

“Oi, don’t drool on my floor, dummy,” Bakugou playfully growls into your ear. You startle, looking at his humored smirk. “I’m not drooling,” you hiss.

His smile still doesn’t slip from his face. “You ain’t tell ‘em yet?” he asks, nodding at Mina and Kiri who are now laughing to each other about something Denki did an hour before they arrived, Kiri’s eyes loving and adoring as they regard Mina. “And don’t give me no dumb shit and say, “tell ‘em what”. You know what I mean.”

Even if you wanted to play dumb, you don’t think you’d have the energy to. You take a sip of the lemon drop, hoping the taste of sugar, citrus, and vodka will help ease the tension you feel watching your friends canoodle as they stand at the bar now. “No,” you whisper to Bakugou. “And I never will. They’re my friends, Katsuki, and they’re dating.”

“You know poly is a thing, right?” he asks like you’re an idiot. You roll your eyes so hard into your head that you swear they’ll roll out your skull. Yes, of course, you know that polyamorous relationships are a thing! You’ve never been in one before, but you know you want one with them.

“Yes, fuck!” you hiss, irked. “Of course, I do, but just because it’s a thing doesn’t automatically mean they’d be down for it…or that they feel the same way!”

“Who feels the same way?” Mina questions, now suddenly beside you. Kiri stands behind her with his own beer, cracking the bottle cap open with no problem. “Uh, no one!” you immediately answer. “Nothing! We were just…talking. Right, Bakugou?”

Bakugou looks at you and then at Mina and Kiri, not even blinking. With a sip of his drink, he silently walks away, heading back to the VIP section to stop Denki from dry fucking Jirou on his coffee table and Sero’s horrible singing by impressive dancing to the reggaeton now blaring from the speakers above. Without him as a buffer, you feel awkward and embarrassed standing in front of your attractive, gorgeous, sexy friends.

“Hey, why don’t we sit?” Kiri suggests with a grin. “Wouldn’t want either of you to get knocked over in these things.” He taps his foot against Mina’s pumps and then your four-inch heels. “How the hell you walk in those?”

“These aren’t even that high, Kiri,” you giggle, stopping abruptly when he puts his large hand on your lower back. The light touch of his fingertips on your skin leaves a trail of fire in their wake. “I know nothing about women’s shoes and I’m glad I don’t,” he chuckles as he leads you and Mina to another lounge section. “By the way, you look really good tonight. Red is definitely your color.”

The compliment has you flushing. “Doesn’t she?” Mina squeals happily. “I had to make the girl get the dress ‘cause she was adamant about not wearing it. Doesn’t she look like she’ll get some good dick by the time the party ends?” She smirks at Kiri who lets out a loud, belly laugh.

“Mina!” you shriek, embarrassed. “Or pussy!” Mina adds with a devious giggle. “Sorry, girl. Can’t forget you go both ways.” You roll your eyes as you take a seat on the black loveseat presented to you farther away from the commotion of the party. “You’re impossible, and you’re not even drunk yet.”

Mina winks at you, sipping her martini. “Nearly there.” Kiri takes a seat next to you first before circling an arm around Mina’s waist and positioning her to sit in his lap. His left arm settles there protective while his right moves to sling around the back of the couch, right behind your neck, still holding his beer. Like he’s protecting both of his girls. The nagging thought makes you sip your drink a little slower.

“So what’s been up, stranger?” Kiri asks, flashing you an easy grin that makes your stomach flutter. “You’ve been good? Mina says you’ve been getting better since that dickhead dumped you. And on your second anniversary?” He shakes his head disappointedly. “That’s so unmanly.”

“Tell me about it,” you sigh despondently. “I’m much better than last month. You should’ve seen me–nothing but tears, ice cream, and wine bottles. Mina will tell you.” Mina nods, clarifying your statement. Kiri frowns, not happy with hearing that. “Shit, Y/N. Why didn’t you come hang with us all that time? Was starting to think you hated us.”

He says it like he’s kidding, but you can tell from his slightly saddened gaze that he means it. You feel even worse now. “I don’t hate you, silly,” you softly giggle. “But I’m sorry for making you both feel like that. I just didn’t wanna be reminded of what I didn’t have anymore.” You tick a finger between him and Mina.

Kiri raises his pierced brow. “That’s why you always leave when I visit you and Mina? Or why you never come out with us anymore?” Your face burns with embarrassment. “I know it sounds stupid, but–”

“Y/N,” Kiri cuts in, sounding serious, “if you were ever feeling uncomfortable with Mina and me showing each other affection in front of you, you could’ve said so. Especially since you just got broken up with. We would’ve been more mindful of how you were feeling.”

Mina nods, agreeing, and takes your hand from across Kiri’s lap. “We love you just as much as we love each other,” she says, her soft voice serious and firm. “You’re our third piece, you know.”

Third piece. Like another missing piece to a puzzle. Like the answer to an equation. Maybe it’s the alcohol starting to talk, but something in those words fills you with so much warmth and fuzziness that you have to shift in your seat to make yourself comfortable. “Thanks, guys,” you manage to giggle. “I feel much less like an idiot now.”

“You should feel like an idiot for thinking we wouldn’t notice your change in behavior, dummy!” Mina pokes your cheek, making you and Kiri laugh. “But there’s nothing like a little alcohol that can change that.” She clinks your glass with yours, her glossy lips shining under the flashing lights. “How about it, Y/N? You down with hanging with us tonight?” Kiri’s eyes lock with yours, the softness in them pleading with you to stay.

You didn’t have to be told twice.

The next hour rolls by in flashes; clips that you know you won’t be able to remember come tomorrow. At some point, you notice Deku and Uraraka sneak in holding hands and give them a wave. Shoto slinks in as well alongside Hitoshi and Iida, who looks way out of his element here. Momo and Tsuyu come too, and you, Mina, and the rest of the gang of U.A. 1 girls chat for a while about your outfits and relationships before Kiri steals you and Mina away again.

In the hour, you consume about two martinis, two tequila shots, and a shot of Henny that is coaxed by Bakugou walking around telling people to drive the boat. “And no hands!” Denki had yelled beside Bakugou, just as ready to see you and Mina down a shot with a phone in hand and the camera light in your face. “But I get to pour it,” Kiri prompted, already moving to snatch the bottle out of Bakugou’s hands.

Bakugou put up his hands in defense, allowing his friend to first pour a shot down Mina’s throat. The girl was ready, throwing her head back with her mouth open. “Tongue out,” Kiri had demanded in a low growl you’ve never heard before, and it sent a flutter between your legs that you had to clamp shut by crossing your legs.

Mina did as she was told, sticking her pink tongue out to catch the stream of Henny that poured from the bottle. She took it gladly, swallowing it and then giving a gaping Bakugou and Denki a grin. She then looked at you with a mischievous smile. “You’re next, kid,” she giggled as Kiri loomed on you, a wide smirk on his face. “Don’t worry, cutie,” he chuckled at your horrified expression. “You can take it. I know you can.”

Before you could respond or even tell your mind to stop getting in the gutter, Kiri was already coaxing your mouth open, tongue out, and the Henny was pouring down your throat in a short but strong stream. You swallowed it, feeling the short burn in your throat and then the warm feeling that wrapped around you later once it started settling. Mina squealed happily, hugging you tightly while Denki drooled and Bakugou went in search of new people to harass.

After that, the alcohol really started settling in. You could tell from the warmth you felt all over your body and the way your stomach felt like it was filled with butterflies. Not to mention the way your pussy clenched. Mina and Kiri sitting so close to you don’t make it any better.

You all now sit with Mina in between you and Kiri on the loveseat, arms thrown over your shoulders. Her heels are off and her lip gloss is gone, her head tilted up to the ceiling as she mouths the words to SZA’s “Love Galore”. You look over at Kiri and see him swaying to the music, eyes hooded. You’re not sure if he’s tipsy too, but you wouldn’t put it passed him.

“Ah, I’ve missed this,” Mina sighs contently. “Just us. Being together like this.” She puts one foot in your lap and wiggles her painted toes. “You say it like we’re all in a relationship or something,” you giggle and then freeze, realizing what you just said. God, is the alcohol really that strong?

Mina stares at you, her gaze softer than normal. “Aren’t we though?” she questions. “Aren’t we all one big happy family?” You blink at her, not sure what she means or why it makes you feel so warm.

Kiri must notice the tension because he lays a hand on his tipsy girlfriend’s shoulder. “Mina, baby…” But Mina is still giving you that soft-eyed gaze, one that makes your heart beat ten times faster.

“I think what she means is that things feel natural when it’s all three of us, you know? Like three peas in a pod.” He gives you a friendly, lopsided smile that eases the strange energy in the air between you. He sits back, sipping some of his beer. “But it’s better when you’re happy and comfortable.”

Now you realize what Mina meant: you really are like a big, happy family. You, Mina, and Kiri, together. Two people you trust wholeheartedly with your secrets and weird habits. Two people you can count on to have your back through everything. The newfound knowledge makes you want to cry. You blink away the tears in a hurry, not wanting them to think you’re that drunk. Damn those fucking drinks!

“I am,” you answer honestly, looking into Mina and Kiri’s eyes. “And…I’ve missed you guys too. I like us together like this too.” Your words make them both grin happily, the sights of them making your heart swell.

“Come on, girly,” Mina giggles. “Bring it in closer!” You scoot over and hug her to you, breathing in her scent of perfume, sweat, and strawberry.

Kiri wraps his muscled arms around both of you, squeezing tight even as you wheeze and Mina cries out for him to ease up. “Kiri, you’re crushing me!” you shriek with laughter.

“Not a chance,” he grunts playfully, but he eases up enough to allow you both to breathe.

You feel oh-so-happy you could kiss both of them. You were so worried that things would be awkward or that you’d ruined everything after not hanging with them as much, but now you realize how stupid those thoughts were. You’re so filled with love for them that you could just grab them and hold them, run your hands over them, feel your tongue caress theirs as you–

“Oh, boy.” Kiri’s voice stops your heated thoughts from taking flight, his eyes directed towards the DJ stand where Denki stands with the mic in one hand and a red solo cup in the other. “Turn the fuckin’ music up!” he slurs into the mic. “I wanna see some ass! Ladies, single or not, get out on this fuckin’ floor!”

The DJ is happy to oblige, switching to a mix of City Girls, Megan Thee Stallion, and a bit of those 90s songs like Uncle Luke and 2 Live Crew that make you want to hit the splits and throw your ass in someone’s face with your drunk ass. Mina squeals, already standing up and moving her hips, happy with the song change.

“You heard Denki’s drunk ass,” Kiri chuckles to you. “Ladies first.” He motions his hand for you and Mina to go first. You stand on legs that suddenly feel like jelly and walk with a dancing Mina to the dance floor where it’s beyond packed. Mina takes your hands in hers and moves with you to the music, no ass-throwing yet.

Kiri stands protectively behind Mina, not touching her but still keeping watch. You giggle, moving your hips with her, and though your dance moves are pretty tame, it’s enough to attract someone from off to the side of the dance floor. And his eyes are on you.

The guy is pretty nice-looking, but he’s not familiar. His leering presence is enough to make Kiri move in, standing between you and Mina, and the stranger. “Ah, sorry, dude. She’s with me.” Mina, finally paying attention, flashes a smile at the guy. “She’s with us, actually,” she adds with a wink.

The stranger puts up his hands in defense and slinks away, but Kiri never moves away. Mina turns to you and wraps her arms around you, pulling you closer. “Right, Y/N?” she purrs to you, so close you can smell her perfume and peppermint gum mixed with the vodka on her breath. “Aren’t you with us?”

The scent of her perfume, the closeness of her, and the alcohol are all making it very hard to focus or even speak. She doesn’t allow you time to think of a response before she’s whipping around and bending her knees, winding her pretty ass all up into you. Though you’ve done this plenty of times with her, it feels so much different now. Kiri laughs from beside you as his girlfriend pops off, even hitting a split before picking herself back up and proceeding to leave her breathless.

“You’d better catch it, cutie,” Kiri chuckles. “Mina doesn’t play when she throws it.” He gives you a wink, telling you something only you can catch. “Oh, I know,” you laugh. “Neither do I.” Catching Mina by surprise, you whirl her around so she’s standing behind you and throw your ass into her. She gladly allows it, her hands gripping your hips to push into hers.

“Shouldn’t you be the one in my position, sir?” Mina playfully scolds, and for a moment you forget Kiri is still here. “Get your ass over here!” You stand up straight as Mina pulls Kiri towards you and moves to stand behind him, her hands on his hips.

“Oh, I don’t…” The words die in your throat as you get a look at Kiri’s hard chest and how close he is. You can feel his hot breath fanning your face and the cologne he’s wearing smells so damn good. Why does God punish you so? “It’s okay, Y/N!” Mina laughs from behind her boyfriend. “Throw it back on him, girl!”

Kiri looks down at you, the multi-colored lights flashing across his handsome face and hooded eyes. “You heard her,” he whispers, a cheeky grin on his face. “Lemme see what you got, cutie.”

He’s called you “cutie” so many times before, but this feels different. Personal. You’ve danced with him before too, of course, but never like this: so intimate and nasty, your ass winding into his hips that push into yours, moving in time with the beat. But you’re too gone in the alcohol, the music, and the closeness of Kiri to think rationally.

You can see why Mina always brings Kiri to parties and clubs with her because the man can keep up. At one point, he picks you up and bounces you up and down against him, your titties jiggling in your bra and hair flying, your and Mina’s shrieks of laughter heard among you. He does the same thing to Mina too, leading you to hype him up and take your phone out to snap a video. You can only imagine what the man can do in bed with moves like that.

After the freaky music ends, it only gets freakier, the tempo growing slower and more sensual. You recognize the song now playing as that mashup between Beyoncé’s “Cuff It” and Twista’s “Wetter” (Remix here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VbyPBIy_qYA). The energy on the floor shifts as bodies begin to bump and grind under the lights.

The energy in the air shifts too as Mina suddenly moves behind you, sandwiching you between herself and Kiri. “Now we switch,” she giggles softly, the sound breathy and barely above a whisper. “Stand close to me. Don’t want you gettin’ away from us this time.”

You find yourself unable to speak as both press against you from the front and the back, Mina’s hands on your hips and grinding herself into your ass. Kiri has his hands on Mina’s ass, meaning his arms around wrapped around you since you’re sandwiched in between. “Is this okay?” he whispers against the shell of your ear. “Still feelin’ good, babe?”

“I…I…” Your words are soft and weak. You wanna tell him you feel like a prisoner in a very sexy and tempting jail cell, but how the fuck would that sound?

Kiri smiles down at you, his gaze less than friendly. “I know I told you already,” he whispers, “but you look really good tonight. And you’re wearin’ my color.” He inhales sharply as one hand moves to run down your hip, his fingers gliding across the fabric. “You don’t know what that does to me.”

Your mouth is parted with unspoken words, your mind desperately trying to make sense of what’s happening. Before you can, Kiri twirls you around so you’re facing Mina and he’s behind you, his hard body swaying with both of yours. Mina wraps her arms around your shoulders and moves closer so you’re chest to chest, stomach to stomach.

You can’t focus on anything other than how good this feels, being between them like this, where you feel as if nothing could ever touch or harm you. You find yourself leaning your head back into Kiri’s chest, neck exposed to his lips or teeth if he wishes to take a bite of you. You’d welcome it.

But it isn’t Kiri who decides to assault your neck in kisses. It’s Mina. The scent of her strawberry shampoo hits your nostrils as her lips caress the exposed skin of your neck. You resist the urge to whimper, and you don’t know whether you should push her away or welcome her.

“We should…we shouldn’t…” The words coming from your mouth are barely audible, even to you. The scent of Kiri’s cologne and Mina’s lips on your neck are enough to silence you as your pussy clenches in your panties.

Just as the song changes to something just as slow and sensual, specifically that Ariana Grande x Ciara mashup that you’ve found Mina winding her hips in the kitchen many times to (Remix here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lMfl3yOQ3us) and you begin to think the DJ is trying to get the dance floor pregnant, Mina moves her head from your neck to look at you. Her gaze is soft and hungry, less than friendly.

The air is charged, shifting to something completely different. Something heated and tempting, nasty yet sensual. Then, like a full moon, Mina’s face gets closer to yours and her lips are suddenly on yours. They’re soft and slightly sticky from the remains of the Fenty gloss that coated her lips. Your eyes are open, wide with shock, and her lips move against yours, the tip of her wet tongue caressing your bottom lip, but not coaxing it open.

The kiss lasts for what feels like an eternity, but it’s only for about twenty seconds at the least. In that moment, your mind goes blank and all words cease to exist. Mina’s eyes flutter open to look at her, her golden irises soft. “Thank God for those martinis,” she sighs softly. “Or else I wouldn’t have been able to finally do that.”

You blink at her, silent, not understanding what the fuck just happened. But that’s stupid because of course you do! Your friend, your beautiful, amazing, talented, sexy best friend, just kissed you in the middle of the dance floor. “W-What?” you dumbly ask. “What did you do?”

Mina is still giving you that soft, longing look as her arms drop from your neck. “Would you believe it if I told you that I’ve been crushing on you since our U.A. days?” she asks as if afraid to find out the answer.

You blink again, rapidly, making sure this isn’t a dream or some hallucination from inhaling too much weed. “Wh-What?” you dumbly, idiotically, stupidly, and drunkenly ask again.

“She’s not the only one, cutie,” Kiri guiltily says from behind you. You turn to face him and he’s giving you an apologetic look. “I’m guilty of that too. But we were all such good friends back then too that I didn’t wanna say anything.”

Mina nervously wrings her hands together, looking less than confident. “Me either. And then Kiri and I started dating, and we both admitted to each other our feelings for you. We just weren’t sure if we should ever say anything, especially when your ex came into the picture. I mean, poly relationships aren’t exactly new, but they’re still kinda taboo in society, y’know? They’re misunderstood.”

Kiri nods, agreeing. “Plus, we’ve never been in a poly relationship before, so it’s still new to us too.” He rubs the back of his neck, causing his tricep to bulge.

You look between your two friends who look like they wanna dig their hands in the sand and never come out, and you can’t believe anything they’re saying. This has to be a dream, right? There’s no way this is real. It’s just too good. Too sweet. Too much of a blessing. Your mind races as you attempt to process their words and confessions, and the fact that they feel the same way as you. “Shit.” It’s all you can muster.

Mina’s eyes widen an inch and she looks downright terrified. “Fuck, we’re overwhelming you, aren’t we?” she laments. “I knew we should’ve waited! I fucked up with that kiss, didn’t I?” She moves to back up, nearly bumping into someone, but Kiri grabs her arm to stop her. “Mina, baby, relax.”

“You didn’t!” you say loudly, your hand shooting out to stop her from leaving. Then again, softer, “You didn’t.” Mina blinks, surprised. You lick your dry lips and will yourself to tell the truth. It’s too late to turn back now. “My ex broke up with me because he knew my heart lied with another,” you softly admit as you take Kiri’s hand into other empty hand. “Or rather two others.” His eyes widen in realization.

“I’ve wanted you both for a long time now,” you softly admit, even as the heat in your cheeks rises and you want the floor to swallow you up whole. Especially as the silence between you swells uncomfortably so.

Suddenly, Kiri’s gaze grows hooded and dark, all kindness gone. “Fuck,” he growls, unable to stop himself now. He grabs a hold of you by your waist and allows you to let out a tiny gasp of surprise before his lips are suddenly on yours. His lips is a little less soft than Mina’s, but still sensual and careful, his tongue asking for access to your mouth by caressing your bottom lip.

You allow it, your mouth parting so his tongue can slip in and caress yours. You can taste the liquor, the slight tang of beer, and mint gum in his mouth as his tongue dances with yours, the feeling making you moan softly against his lips. You’re aware of Mina’s hands on your hips and her lips on your neck, making you want to shake from the feeling. This is just too much. The high is just too good.

The sound of wolf whistles and Bakugou’s cackling in the mic make you and Kiri jump away, the kiss leaving you lightheaded. “Awww, shit, they fucking on the dance floor!” Denki hollers into the mic. “Get some!” He is still standing with the DJ as Bakugou and Sero laugh from beside him, both making obscene gestures at Kiri who flushes.

Mina gives them the finger and turns to you both, her gaze electric. “Let’s go somewhere more private,” she whispers. You can’t agree more, and neither can Kiri. His calloused hand, rough from years of training and hero work, grab yours and Mina’s, practically dragging you off the dance floor to the banister leading up the winding staircase to Bakugou’s upstairs area.

“No fucking in my bedroom, nerds!” Bakugou yells into the mic.

“Use protection!” Sero calls after you all as you practically run upstairs, Kiri nearly knocking one guy down as he stands blocking the stairs.

You don’t stop moving until you’re finally upstairs, hidden away from the prying eyes and ears of the party. The hallway is long and dark, many of the doors leading to guest rooms reserved for only Bakugou’s closest friends. His grand bedroom, which is right down the hall, is locked, the only doors open being some guest rooms and the bathroom on the left.

“In here,” Mina whispers, already cracking open an unlocked door to a grand guest room. Kiri lets you and Mina slink in first before he walks in, shutting the door behind him.

The guest room is quite beautiful and clean with a flat-screen mounted on the wall and facing a king-sized bed covered in a soft, black comforter, a nightstand, a private bathroom, and a sliding glass door that leads out onto a balcony where the moonlight shines into the bedroom, lighting the darkness. It doesn’t appear that the door has an inside lock, but you doubt anyone will come upstairs to find you…or you hope not.

You find yourself not really caring, especially when you’re standing in a room, alone, with your longtime crushes finally. Mina stands in the middle of the room, the moonlight making her hair look like a halo. She looks beautiful.

“Finally,” she sighs, exasperated. “I thought I was gonna have to start fucking you on the dance floor.” She steps toward you, eyes sensual slits. She takes her time; a predator assessing her prey.

She doesn’t speak as she continues to saunter towards you and you don’t move. Your feet are frozen in place. She finally makes it to you and wraps her arms around your waist, bringing you close. “Now tell me all about how long you’ve wanted us.”

Her lips find yours once more, caressing your mouth. Her tongue slips into your mouth and swirls against yours for a few seconds before her lips suck gently against your mouth. A tiny moan leaves her lips at the soft sunction, the words taken right from your lips.

As she gently releases your tongue, a thin strand of saliva glints between your mouths that seem to make you wetter. It even affects Kiri–you can hear the soft groan that leaves his lips from somewhere behind you. Mina gives you a playful smile, her eyes never leaving yours as her pink lips coat your neck and collarbone in kiss, her fingers dancing across your back.

You moan softly at the feeling of her everywhere all at once. “Mina…” Her name is a sigh on your lips.

“Tell me all about how much you’ve wanted to kiss me,” she coos, her lips like a sweet drug to you. You just want more. “Or kiss Kiri.” She pulls away and gazes at Kiri who has been standing there respectfully behind you but his fists are clenched and his joggers aren’t doing much to hide the bulge there. Your eyes widen at the size. He’s huge.

Mina giggles to herself as her fingers glide down your hips. “I bet you’ve been dreaming about trying him for yourself, hm? Well, now’s your chance. We get to share him tonight.” Your mouth drops at her words and you stare at her, dumbfounded. She must take your reaction wrong because her smile fades, her eyes nervous. “I-If that’s what you want.”

If that’s what you want. ‘Does a bear shit in the forest?’ you think. Of fucking course that’s what you want!

Kiri steps a little closer, still giving you space to feel comfortable. “No pressure, cutie,” he softly, encouragingly, says. “This is all about you. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think about this a few times.” A light dusting of red coats his cheeks, matching his stark red hair.

All about you. The words are sweet but they don’t make you feel too good. You don’t want tonight to just be about you. You shake your head slowly at Kiri. “No. It’s about us.” You take his hand, bringing him closer to you and Mina. To his girls. “I’ve wanted this since our U.A. days. I’ve thought about us, together, like this.”

The happy smile that crosses both Kiri and Mina’s lips makes your heart flutter. If you got a contact high from all that weed and hookah smoke floating about downstairs, then this is the best hallucination ever. Mina wastes no time cupping your face in her hands and kissing you again, passion and words left unsaid for years exploding through that one move. You return the kiss, moving your hands to hold her slim waist against you. Your tongue glides into her mouth, unable to get enough of your touch.

“Fuck, Y/N,” she softly moans into your mouth. “You taste so good.” The sound of your name on her lips, so lewd yet so sweet, goes straight to your clit, making the tiny bud jump in your panties.

You’re hyper aware of Kiri’s strong hand caressing your back as you and Mina makeout, lips and tongues dancing with one another. “Fuck,” he exhaled sharply. “That is so fucking sexy, seeing you pretty girls kiss like that.” Pretty. He called you pretty. “Is it okay if I join?”

Mina pulls away from the kiss and raises a brow at him, laughing. “Are you kidding me? That’s why you’re here!” She yanks him over, having him stand between you and her. “Get your sexy ass over here.”

Kiri is like a very sexy wedge between you and Mina, nothing but muscles and a 6 ft frame that towers over you but doesn’t make you feel intimidated in any way. You’d gladly let the man toss your ass around like a rag doll, fuck you any way he wants to. But it makes you even wetter to know he’d ask you first and do it how you want it done.

“Is that okay with you?” he asks, eyes serious. You nod, unable to speak, but Kiri ain’t having none of that. His hand moves to caress your chin, making you flush. “Gimme a yes, cutie. Not just a nod.”

You don’t know how you manage to speak, but the tiny “yes” that leaves your lips are enough for him. A smirk crosses his lips and it soaks your panties even more. “Good girl.”

God, as if you couldn’t get any more aroused. Those two words make every single cell in your body come to life. Kiri doesn’t allow you time to process the words when his mouth finds yours, swooping in to give you one toe-curling kiss.

Mina, ever the observant little minx, notices your reaction to Kiri’s praise though and giggles. “Oooh, you found her weakness. She just loves being called a good girl. And a word of advice: she goes insane for praise too….and neck kisses.”

Kiri pulls away, looking at her in surprise, and then at you. “Oh, yeah?” he asks, quirking curious a brow at you.

“Hey!” you gasp as Mina pokes her tongue at you. Leave it to this sneaky bitch to use your confessions of kinks against you after many times of talking about sex between two girl friends. You eye Kiri, pursing your lips at him. “And I bet you know she loves a hand on her throat. And spankings.”

Mina flushes while Kiri smirks. “Oh, don’t I,” he growls. One hand comes down to smack Mina on the ass, the sound of his hand coming down onto her cheeks and Mina’s little yelp turning you on. “Little brat, ain’t she?”

You nod in agreement as he turns back to you, his gaze softer now. “Before we go any further, is there anything you don’t want me to do or say? Any boundaries I shouldn’t cross?”

“Uh…” You try to grasp for something to answer his question. Really, you’d let them both do whatever they wanted to you, but you can understand why he’s asking. This is the first time either one of you are together like this. So you answer honestly: “Not really. I don’t mind being called a slut. And I guess just let me know if you wanna do rougher shit with me.”

Kiri nods, understanding, as Mina throws an arm around his neck. “Oh, don’t worry, pretty girl,” she purrs. “Kiri’s a gentleman. He’ll be as soft or as rough as you want him to be. You’re in good hands.” Your eyes trail over Kiri’s face, your eyes locking with his. “I know,” you whisper, only for him to hear. You trust him and Mina completely with your body, your heart, your soul.

Those words make every single restraint Kiri had on himself crumble. “Come here, gimme that neck,” he growls, and his lips begin to assault your neck and shoulders, giving you the sweetest, wettest kisses everywhere he can reach. “Fuck, you feel so good against me,” he groans against your skin. “It took everything in me to not fuck you up on that dance floor.”

The dirty secrets leaving his lips make you moan, throwing your head back, unashamed and unabashed. “So now you know we both wanted to jump your bones,” Mina purrs, now suddenly beside you, her breath fanning your face. “Watching you two like this is so…fuck. Why don’t we finally get out of these clothes?”

Kiri pulls away, his look hungered. You don’t even think your ex looked at you in such a way. “I thought you wouldn’t fucking ask. I was so close to ripping those clothes off of both of you.”

“That’s not gentleman-ly at all, sir!” Mina mockingly scoffs. “Bad boy. Now you’ll have to watch instead of us.” She lays a hand on Kiri’s hard chest and playfully pushes him back onto the bed. He falls back against the soft mattress with a light laugh, the sound making you laugh too. “Just watch us for now, baby. Relax and enjoy the show.”

The moonlight illuminates Kiri’s face and you can see every ounce of lust in them. “Fuck…Yes, ma’am.” He does as his girlfriend says, moving against the headboard to put his muscled arms behind his head, enjoying the show unfolding before him.

Mina comes up behind you, her fingers reaching for the zipper to your dress. “Come here, pretty girl. Let me get this zipper down for you. Is that okay?”

At your slow nod, she slowly brings the zipper down until your dress pools at your heeled feet. She softly gasps at the familiar push-up bra and panty set that adorns your skin, and Kiri groans, recognizing it too. “Rihanna’s lingerie? Naughty girl. I bet you were hoping you’d get fucked tonight, didn’t you?”

Her hands come to cup your ass, gliding all over your hips and lower back as her lips kiss the back of your neck. Her hands then glide to the front to cup your breasts, gently needing them in the lace cups of your bra. “Ah…” The sound leaves your lips, feeling like a release.

“Probably not by two though,” she giggles, eyeing Kiri. He lays there, the tent in his joggers growing bigger. “Lucky me. You’re still in your clothes though, Mina. Don’t you wanna join our pretty girlfriend?”

Girlfriend. Our girlfriend. Fuck, if you would have died now, you’d die a happy woman.

You turn to assist Mina, wanting to get your hands on her. “Lemme help.” She happily allows you to strip her off her clothes, leaving them discarded on the floor. She is just left in just her pumps, a black bra that brings out her pink skin, and a matching thong that makes her ass look immaculate. So many times you’ve dreamed of touching those impressive, toned globes, smacking it, squeezing it.

She lets you do it now and you can’t stop yourself. Your hands have minds of their own as they glide all over her ass and hips, your lips on her neck. The sounds that leave her lips are music to your ears, testimates of how good you’re making her feet.

“Yes, baby, touch me,” she softly gasps. “Let me touch you too.” Her lips find yours as her fingers find your panties, sneaking between your thighs to touch your fabric-covered flit. “Fuck, Mina,” you moan, unable to hold back.

Her hand doesn’t stop its slow but deliberate strokes against your clit, moving to cup your sex and grind her palm into your mound. Sparks of pleasure shoot into your clit at the feeling of her palm against it, the feeling making your toes curl in your heels. You don’t even remember that Kiri is there until he lets out a strained groan. “Fuck, I love watching you two.”

Mina pulls away from you and turns to look at him, a sexy smile on her face. “We can tell.” You turn to look at him and you find his hand in his pants, stroking his hardened dick that is still hidden from view beneath his joggers. He smirks lazily at you. “You like seeing me stroke myself, baby girl?” he coos. “It’s okay, you can look. It just makes me harder for you.”

You can’t look away, practically salivating at the sight of his hand moving up and down beneath the fabric of his pants. Mina unabashedly stares too, her chest rapidly moving up and down at the sight. “Maybe we should help him out, Y/N. Put him out of his misery.” Her eyes twinkle as she looks at you and then kneels down at the bedside.

Kiri practically scrambles to move closer to her, putting his legs over the bedside so she can reach. She smiles up at you, curling her finger to beckon you forward. “Come on, kneel with me.”

You’re helpless to resist –both by the sight of Kiri’s bulge and the curve of her breast peeking out of her bra cup as one of her straps falls loosely down her shoulder. You kneel beside her, feeling quite sexy as you do. “Go ahead and take off his pants.”

You oblige and reach for the waistband to Kiri’s joggers. He lifts his hips for you, giving you easier access to get them off his hips before lowering them back down. “Fuck yes,” he breathlessly says, “and I’ll work on my shirt.”

You go to help, but he stops you. “Nah. I’ll take care of the rest of me. You just worry about getting my pants down, okay, cutie?” He winks at you, making you flush and giggle like a damn schoolgirl. “Okay,” you breathlessly reply. He works fast to strip himself of the flimsy tank, flinging it somewhere on the floor, forgotten and unimportant.

As you move his joggers down his legs sinwey with muscle, your eyes graze his impressive body–it’s nothing but muscle, pecs that could make great pillows, a six-pack granted by hours of workouts and discipline. His hooded eyes meet yours as his pants are finally at his feet, and then in one swift motion, gone when you take them down. “Good girl…now take my dick out.”

You’re happy to oblige, your hands quickly moving to pull him out. And good Lord, you needed a warning! When you wrap your hand around his his big, hard dick and pull it out, your mouth falls open. He’s big, thick, and curves upwards, nothing but veins and precum that bubbles at the head for you and Mina that leads up to a patch of trimmed, black curls that are his natural pubic hairs. He has the most beautiful dick you’ve ever seen. It’d give any male porn star a run for its money.

You can’t stop yourself from licking your hand and wrapping it around the base and stroking up and down slowly. You tighten your grip enough to add friction, watching as soft sighs of pleasure leave Kiri’s lips. “That’s it,” he coos. “Fuck, your hand feels so good!” He throws his head back, exposing his neck and bobbing Adam’s apple to you.

Mina giggles from beside you, intently watching you work Kiri’s cock. “Stroking him already? Greedy girl. You didn’t even give him time to breathe.” She moves closer, whispering in your ear. “Mmm, isn’t he so big? And so hard for us? Bet you’ve wondered what it’d feel like in your hand.”

‘Yes,’ you think, lips parted in astonishment as you watch your hand stroke Kiri up and down, the skin there stretching at your movements. Precum continues to drip down your hand, leaving you salivating. You want to taste him.

“That’s it, nice and slow,” Mina coos into your ear. You listen, still working Kiri just right. He must think so too because he moans and grunts at the feeling, not holding anything back. The sounds drift up to the ceiling and make you even wetter. You’re practically soaking the floor through your panties.

“Listen to those moans!” Mina moans, just as aroused. “He’s just begging for you at this point. Should we give him a treat?” She looks at you, eyes glinting and smile mischievous. Kiri picks his head up to look at you both, eyes wide and greedy. “Both of you? Oh, fuck yes, please!”

Mina laughs, kissing your shoulder. “You heard him, girl. Get those lips around that dick.” You do so, making quick work of putting your lips over your teeth to cushion Kiri’s cock as you put him in your mouth. You give him slow strokes of your mouth and kitten licks first, getting used to feel of his big dick stretching your mouth. Kiri shudders, his toes curling at the feeling of your wet, hot mouth and soft lips drinking him in.

Mina watches, coaxing you by rubbing your back. “Mmm, that’s it. Enjoy it. He feels good stretching out your mouth, doesn’t he? Oooh, you look so good taking him like that.” She moans lewdly at the sight and you swear you could burst at this point. Talk about foreplay. “How does she look, Kiri, baby?” she hums.

Kiri is in his world, eyes red slits as he looks at you taking his cock so well. “So…so fucking good! You look so pretty with my dick in your mouth, gorgeous.” His words filled with sweet praise make you go deeper, your hand still stroking his shaft.

“Come on, baby, take him deeper,” Mina encourages, eyes drinking you in as you take your boyfriend’s cock. “Yes, yes, like that. Take all that dick down your pretty throat.” You do so, gagging slightly as Kiri’s cock enters your throat. What you can’t take you stroke, slowly gagging on his dick and breathing through your nostrils.

Kiri is losing it. He writhes underneath you, an arm thrown over his face like he can’t believe how good it feels. “Fuck, Y/N! Taking my cock so good!” You moan against his dick, the vibrations too much for him as you continue to bob your head up and down, up and down, just like that, right there…

Kiri’s moans get louder, strained. “Oh, God, b-baby!” he calls out. “You have to stop or I’ll…I’ll…” You moan encouragingly, nodding your head because yes, you want him to cum. You want every ounce of his cum in your mouth, coating your tongue and throat.

“Stop.” Mina’s stern voice stops you and reluctantly, you move away from Kiri’s dick now dripping in saliva and precum. His big balls are the same, glistening in the moonlight. Kiri’s chest moves up and down rapidly, his skin coated in sweat. “Don’t want him to blow a load before I’ve gotten a taste yet,” Mina purrs. “Move over, greedy girl.”

You slowly move over to give her room, unhanding Kiri. Your hand and lips are coated in spit, but you don’t wipe it away. You like yourself like this for some reason. Mina giggles at you, bumping your hip with hers. “Don’t just sit there, silly. Help me out. Stroke his shaft and his balls for me. He loves that.”

And then she’s taking Kiri in her mouth, giving him short strokes before taking her in her throat with ease. Your eyes widen at the sight of Kiri’s fat dick stretching out her mouth, but she gladly takes it all, her golden eyes looking straight at your helpless, writhing boyfriend. Your hand, still wet from stroking Kiri, palms his balls, gently kneading the soft skin there.

“Ohhh, my fucking God!” he practically screams to the ceiling above. “So…so good…” He’s so loud that you glance at the door for a moment, worried someone will come walking in to see what’s up. But then again, if they hear the moans coming from Kiri’s luscious mouth, maybe they’ll think twice about it.

As you use one hand to massage Kiri’s sobbing wet balls and stroke what Mina can’t fit in her mouth, you watch as your beautiful friend-turned-girlfriend gags on your sexy friend-turned-boyfriend’s dick. She’s an expert at it, taking him with ease, little gagging and slurping sounds leaving her lips.

Spit drips from her lips and down Kiri’s shaft, spilling into your palm and making your hand extra slick. Only the sounds of Mina’s mouth and Kiri’s wanton moans and grunts fill the air with the bumping of the music muffled from downstairs.

Finally, Mina comes up for air with a big gasp, popping off of Kiri’s cock with a wet pop! She smiles at you, lips slick with saliva. “And now we switch again. You take him in your throat while I stroke him.”

You practically pounce on Kiri, devouring his dick like it’s your last meal. You take him in your open throat, breathing through your nose, and welcoming Kiri’s hips bumping up into your mouth. “Yeah,” he raspily grunts, “take it, baby girl. Take my dick.”

The dirty, praise-filled words leaving his lips that are usually reserved for words to make you smile, laugh, and encourage you makes you sobbing wet, so much so that you slowly grind against nothing just to try to ease the aching in your poor, needy clit.

Mina’s hand curls around the back of your neck. “So eager, aren’t you?” she whispers, her eyes drinking in the way you take Kiri’s cock. “Is it okay if I push your head down?”

“Mmm-hmm!” you mumble, nodding your head for extra measure. Mina giggles at this, moving her hand to spank one cheek. “Naughty girl.” Her hand places itself at the back of your head, gently pushing your throat farther down Kiri’s dick until you’re gagging around it and tears prick the corner of your eyes.

Kiri is a mess underneath you, grabbing your shoulders, eyes rolling to the back of his head. Mina keeps her head there, giving you the naughtiest words of encouragement that are worthy of a porno. “Yes, baby girl, gag on that dick,” she whispers in your ear. “Take all of it the way you want to. Make him fucking scream for you.”

You do so, moving your head up and down as much as Mina will allow you, stroking Kiri’s dick with your throat. He grows bigger, thicker, in your mouth, and you know it’s only a matter of time until he cums. “Fuck me!” he gasps loudly, the volume of his voice going straight to your core. “Wait, wait, Y/N, baby, stop!”

His pleas make Mina’s hand fall from your head and you release him. You look up at him, curious as to why he wants you to stop before he could cum down your throat. He stares down at both of you, chest heaving, crimson eyes glowing in the moonlight. “Fuck, you both got me so close. You’re both so good at sucking cock!”

Mina glances at you, wiggling her brows. “Oooh, you hear that, Y/N? First time and you’ve already got him fiending for you.” You let out a breathless giggle, happy with that fact. “So why not let yourself cum in our mouths?” Mina innocently asks Kiri, tilting her head to the side.

Kiri smirks at her. “Because we’ve barely gotten started. I haven’t even tasted either of you for myself.”

You shiver in anticipation, wanting whatever he’s giving. “Well, why didn’t you say so?” Mina giggles and helps you stand on wobbly legs from kneeling for too long. “Maybe you should go first, Y/N. After all, this is new for you too.” She gets on the bed next to Kiri, spreading her toned legs for you to lay in between. “Just lean back against me.”

You don’t have to be told again. You scramble to get up on the bed to join them and lean against Mina, your back against her front. “Let Kiri get a good look at these pretty little panties,” she hums, her fingers moving to pry your legs apart so your panties are on full display. “He’s practically salivating for a taste of these lips.”

Her fingers play with your panty-covered pussy for a few seconds, warming you up and making you crazy from not feeling her soft fingers against your naked pussy. Finally, she moves your panties to the side, the fabric covering your lips coming back shiny with your wetness. Kiri’s eyes widen an inch from seeing how wet you are, especially when Mina’s index and middle fingers gently dip into the wetness.

“M-Mina!” you moan, throwing your head back against her shoulder. She softly giggles, her fingers gently moving upward to toy with your clit, rubbing it in gentle circles.

“Fuck,” Kiri growls, primal and insane with arousal. He gets into position, moving his head between your thighs but never ducking down to taste you for himself. Instead, he looks at you, asking for permission with his molten hot gaze. “Tell me what you want from me, baby girl. Tell me where you want my mouth before I lose my fucking mind.”

Mina’s ministrations and his gaze don’t allow your mind to think clearly, too clouded by need and arousal. “I…”

“You want them on your lips?” Kiri lowly asks before moving to plant a kiss on your mouth. “Or maybe not there…but on your gorgeous tits?” His hands slowly move to take down the straps to your bra, causing your pretty breasts to gently fall out. He pulls the cups down lower so he can suck your tits right, his tongue swirling around the hardened peaks of your nipples. When he nibbles at one with those damn teeth, it damn near makes you crazy.

You let out a strained moan and a whimper, toes curling at the feeling. “You like that?” Kiri asks, voice slightly muffled by his lips against your tits. “God yes!” you cry out as he continues, his mouth like a drug to you as Mina continues to play with your clit, your pussy gushing.

Finally, she stops and moves to suck on her fingers, humming at your taste. “Don’t tease my poor girl, Eji,” she huffs. “Give her what she wants.”

Kiri raises a brow up at her, moving from your tits. “Someone’s impatient and she isn’t the one getting touched yet.” Mina pouts at him. “You’re damn right,” she answers impatiently. “I’m dying to see how she looks writhing against your tongue.”

Kiri chuckles, still not moving to touch or taste your aching, sobbing wet pussy. “Tell me what you want, pretty girl,” he murmurs to you, eyes locked on yours. “Say it to me.”

With his laser stare on you, it makes it hard to say the words, but the ache in your clit eggs you on. “I…I want…” You swallow hard, getting up the nerve to tell him to his handsome face. “I want your mouth on my pussy.”

Kiri’s face brightens with realization. “Oh? I can do that.” He grins at you before ducking down, groaning at your shining, wet lips. “Fuck, you’re wet! Better not let this go to waste then.” He swoops in, his soft lips cushioning and pressing against your clit as his tongue dips inside you, swirling around, up and down.

“O-Oh, fuck!” you choke out, the pleasure hightening your senses. Mina giggles from behind you as her hands curl around your front to toy with your breasts. “Does he feel good, pretty girl?” she asks, her index finger and thumb on both hands gently pinching your nipples. You cry out in response, too gone to give her a real answer. She laughs happily. “I guess that’s a yes.”

Kiri is truly a champ when it comes to eating pussy. He laps at your wetness, alternating between gently sucking at your clit to dipping inside, his nose pressing deliciously against your clit.

Finally, he pulls away enough to speak, his lips coated in your juices. “Fuck, you taste so good!” he moans. “Such a good girl, giving me so much honey to taste.” He moves his index and middle fingers up to your mouth and wordlessly, you suck on them, coating them in your spit.

He takes them out and slowly, very slowly, plunges them inside of you, curling them upward. Your toes curl and your back arches, the sounds leaving your lips sounding so unlike you. Who is this needy little slut in your place? “But, of course, you should know, only a naughty girl would want her pussy eaten and grinding her hips back into my face like this.” Kiri grins up at you. “Don’t you think so, baby girl?”

He goes back to sucking on your clit for a few seconds, his fingers slowly moving in and out until he reaches that spot inside of you that makes you see heaven. “Oh, God, Kiri!” you practically scream.

“Oh, I think so,” he giggles into your pussy. Fuck, even his giggles are hot! “I think your pussy thinks so too. She just keeps gushing around my tongue. How about we make you feel even better, hm?”

With that he slowly takes his fingers out of your wet depths and slides his tongue down your slit to your asshole, wet from your juices dripping down. Kiri? Eating ass? You knew he was an ass guy (hence being with Mina), but you didn’t know it was like that!

His work on your asshole and pussy have you seeing stars, the sounds leaving you unable to be contained. Mina comments on them, cooing at you teasingly. “Aw, listen to those sounds you’re making! At this rate, someone will definitely find us up here. You just can’t help but let out those slutty sounds.”

You turn slightly so you’re facing her pussy now and Kiri has to throw one of your legs over his shoulder to eat you out from the side. You press your hand against Mina’s panty-covered slit, the fabric wet and making it easy for friction. She gasps at the feeling of your fingers, her eyes going wide. “Oh, fuck!” she shouts, her voice loud and high.

Kiri laughs at his girlfriend’s lewd sounds. “Now who’s got the slutty sounds? Trying to make her hit a high note, are you, Y/N?”

You continue to rub Mina’s cunt, smiling at her whimpers and soft moans. “You…you sneaky little…” She inhales sharply, her words cut off by the pleasure. “I-If you’re gonna do that, at least move my panties out of the way.”

You raise a brow. “Oh?” you hum as you move her panties to the side, revealing her pink, puffy lips slick with wetness to you. “Like this?”

Your fingers touch her clit gently, rubbing it in slow circles. Mina’s body lurches at the contact and a gasp leaves her pretty lips. “Yeah!” she gasps out. “Yeah, just like that!”

She grinds her hips into your hand, giving you better access to rubbing her clit, applying as much pressure as she wants. Her face is so pretty the way it’s screwed up in pleasure, eyebrows knitted and eyes closed.

Kiri watches you intently and you can feel his cock stiffening against your inner thigh. “Fuck…you sure I can’t just watch you two do that?” he chuckles, but still ducks down to kiss your pussy. “Move that hand, cutie. Let me take it from here.”

You do as he says and he proceeds to rub Mina’s clit with precision, going as fast as she wants him to. As he does that, he ducks down to suck on your clit, never letting up because that’s not Kiri’s way. You and Mina’s moans and whimpers fill the air, soft gasps and words of “please”, “faster”, and Kiri’s full name falling from your lips.

You suddenly feel that pleasure building in your core, signaling your joyous end. “Oh, my God, Ejirou!” you cry out, using Kiri’s full government name. “I think…I think I’m gonna…” The words die in your throat.

Kiri looks up, eyes fucking feral. “You’re gonna cum, baby girl, hm? Go ahead. Give it to me. I can take all of it! Cum for me!” He ducks down to assault your clit again as his rubs against Mina’s clit get faster.

“M-Me too!” Mina gasps out, her hips wining into her boyfriend’s hand. “Keep rubbing my clit like that, baby, and I’ll…” Her head falls back, mouth a silent O. You can feel that feeling rising, that bubble about to burst.

“No!” you desperately cry out. “No, stop!”

Kiri slowly moves his lips away from your pussy, confused. “No…?”

He even slows down his hand on Mina’s clit. “No, no, please!” she cries out, whimpering as the pleasure dies. “Oh, fuck, I was so close, babe! Why did you…?”

You move away from her and Kiri, sitting up on your knees to look into their eyes. “I want us all to cum together,” you softly confess despite the flush you feel at such a lewd confession. You look at Kiri, taking his hands in yours. “I want to finally feel that dick inside of me, and watch you fuck Mina too.” Your eyes lock with his, begging him to promise to do this for you. “I want you to make us cum like that.”

Kiri blinks at you, dumbfounded, and then his gaze darkens. “Fuck,” he exhales. “But how would we do that? I only have one dick, in case you didn’t realize it.” He nods down at the hardened extra leg he’s packing between his muscled thighs.

Mina is one step ahead. She swoops in to peck Kiri on the lips. “I’ve got an idea,” she giggles and looks at you. “Babe, lay down for me.” You do so, laying on your back on the soft comforter, the fabric smelling faintly of lavender detergent.

Mina smiles. “Perfect.” She gets on top of you, throwing her soft, luscious legs on either side of your hips. She then arches her back and moves up to hover you, her tits now in your face.

“Now, Kiri,” she purrs, “you get behind her so her pussy and my ass are right in your face. Perfect for switching between, right?” She wiggles her ass around enticingly and Kiri’s eyes follow her hips, hypnotized.

“Ahh, I’ve got you,” he hums, moving as fast as the speed of light to settle himself behind Mina as she straddles you. This has got to be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life, and I get to be a part of it? Fuck, that just about makes me wanna burst!” His enthusiasm is enough to make you laugh.

“Uh-uh, not yet, daddy,” Mina gently scolds, and you swear Kiri and you share the same mind because you both look at Mina like she’s a plate of the finest dessert as soon as she says that. “Not until you fuck us both.” She looks down at you with a grin. “I wanna see this cutie explode all over your fat dick.”

Her words and the anticipation drive you wild, your pussy gushing and clenching around nothing but air. “God, just fuck me now before I lose my shit!” you desperately plead, grinding your hips up into Mina.

Kiri chuckles darkly, cracking his neck as he gently strokes his dick. “With pleasure,” he growls. “Put your hips up, baby.” You do so, lifting your hips so he can grasp them and align himself with you. “Good girl.”

His hand sneaks up Mina’s ass to spank her, the sharp sound making your pussy clench. “Fuck, this ass is just too perfect,” he murmurs, spanking Mina again who moans in delight.

“As hot as this is, baby,” Mina breathlessly says, “I want to see Y/N bounce on your dick, if you don’t mind.” The third spank he gives her is sharper now, making her hiss at the contact. “Hush, you bratty girl,” he growls to her and she buttons her lip, a secretive smile on her face. Seeing them play this game, have this dynamic right in front of you, is the hottest shit ever.

Kiri’s eyes glint at you as he looks down at you. “You ready, gorgeous?” he questions. You nod, even murmuring a “yes” in case he wants verbal consent. “And you know we can stop at any time, right?” he asks, eyes serious. Once again, you say “yes” and he needs no more persuasion to grasp your hips and slowly push his cock head into your pussy, separating your wet lips.

Your eyes widen, feeling full already. Your hand immediately goes to grasp his muscled arm while the other grabs Mina’s thigh. “K-Kiri!” you belt out. Kiri is barely hanging on, eyebrows knitted and muscles clenched. “Fuck, you’re so tight!” he yells out, but manages to keep still enough to allow you time to adjust. “You okay?”

“Y-Yeah,” you breathe out, welcoming Mina’s comforting rubs on the outside of your thigh. “Just give me a minute?” Kiri nods, staying put. “Of course.” Your ex wasn’t as well endowed as Kiri, so you’ll definitely need a few minutes to adjust. Kiri gives you that, coaxing you to relax and even moving underneath Mina’s body to rub your clit. His paitence, and Mina’s words of encouragement, allow your body to relax fully.

“Okay,” you finally say. “Just go slow. You’re really big.” Kiri grins at your words. “Just take your time, baby girl. There’s no rush. We have all night for this.”

Before you can bring up this being Dynamite’s bedroom, Kiri growls out, “Fuck Bakugou” before pushing inside of you more. He goes slow, but still, you can feel the stretch and the slight burn as your walls stretch around him. You’re just glad you’re wetter than a lake at this point, allowing it to be easier with how slick you are.

“Can you take him, baby?” Mina asks into your ear.” Yeah? You need a little help? How about I suck on these pretty nipples in my face?” She ducks to suck on your nipples, her strawberry-scented scalp in your nose. “And let me rub that cute little clit.” Her fingers move to play with your clit as Kiri moves out and then back in, nice and slow.

Once he has that rhythm, he has it and he never lets it go. His hips slowly move against yours, his stroke game fucking immaculate. And Mina gets to feel this all the time?

Kiri’s dick has you seeing stars, the entire fucking galaxy exploding behind your eyelids as he strokes those parts inside of you that have you moaning and taking the Lord’s name in vain. “Oh, my God, Eji, yes!” you cry out, not caring if people hear you. Anyone would be this loud if they could get a feel of Red Riot’s dick inside of them.

“Ohhh, yes, that’s good,” Kiri groans, still going slow. “You’re taking me…even deeper…you’re doing so good, baby, oh, my God!” He is vocal, never shutting up, and that makes you even wetter, allowing you to take him deeper. “Fuck me harder!” you cry out, your other hand letting go of Mina’s thigh to grasp Kiri’s other arm. “Please, Kiri, please!”

Kiri does so, wanting to please you. His hips snap against yours a little harder, his stomach rubbing up against your clit. “Such a slutty girl,” Mina giggles, lips hovering over yours. “That’s it, baby, take that dick. Let yourself relax into him. Put a hand on that throat, Kiri. She likes that too.” You stare up at her, eyes wide and open-mouthed. “Oops!” she snickers. “Did I say that?” Oh, this bitch…

Kiri obliges, wrapping a hand around your throat, but not squeezing. “Like that, gorgeous?” he asks, his voice dipping lower into a growl that sends your tummy into butterflies. “Hm? Is this what you fucking want?”

Fuck, if you get any wetter, you’re gonna soak the bed. “Yes! God, yes!” you scream out, unable to keep quiet from the sheer pleasure you’re feeling.

Kiri continues to fuck you as he presses a kiss to Mina’s hair. “I’ll give you anything you want,” he groans. “Both of you. I’ll fuck you in every fucking way possible.”

His sweet yet sensual words awaken something inside of you. Something just as primal. “Promise?” you ask, biting the flesh of your bottom lip.

Kiri’s hot gaze locks on you as he rolls his hips into you. “I fucking swear.” Mina moans from above you, her tits jiggling every time Kiri thrusts into you. “Keep saying shit like that and I’ll cum before you’ve gotten inside me.”

Kiri immediately stops his movements. “Oh, no, the fuck you won’t.” He slips out of you slowly, making you feel empty. “Let’s take a break, babe. This bratty bitch still needs the same treatment, doesn’t she?”

He takes a handful of Mina’s hair and wrenches her hair back, Mina letting out a surprised gasp at the sudden switch in personality. He grins down at you, looking like a damn villian. “Watch me fuck her up.”

With that, he aligns himself with Mina’s pussy and slides inside, only sticking his head in. Mina’s mouth falls open into a pretty O as her back arches. “Oh, fuck!” she shouts. “P-Please…go slow. I wanna feel you go in slow.”

Kiri smiles brightly at this, pressing a kiss to her back. “Of course, babe.” He proceeds to slide into her slow, painfully slow, stretching her pretty, pink pussy out. “Anything…you…want.” Moans and whimpers fall from Mina’s lips as he begins to roll his hips into her ass. He looks down at you, one hand moving to palm your breast. “How about you, gorgeous? Want me to do something for you?”

Your eyes drink in Mina, the sight of her like art–her dark-pink nipples hard, pretty tits jiggling in your face, toned stomach glinting with sweat where you’re sure she can feel Kiri’s dick. “Just fuck her harder,” you breathe out.

Kiri smiles anything but kind. “I can do that.” And does that he can. He fucks Mina right above you, hips snapping into her ass just the way she likes it. “Yeah, you like that, Mina?” he coos, hand still gripping her hair.

Mina is fucking gone, eyes closed and mouth open. “Y-Yeah…that feels so good! Harder, daddy, please!”

Her using that title again makes Kiri fuck her harder, pounding her pussy until the sound of skin slapping and bed springs bouncing are all that fill the air besides Mina and Kiri’s lewd moans. You find yourself rubbing your clit at the show taking place above you, indulging in the best kind of porn as Kiri bounces the both of you with his thrusts.

He chuckles as he looks down at your tits jiggle. “Look at you, babe: bouncing every time I fuck her. It’s almost like I’m fucking you too. Almost…” He stops and slides out of Mina despite her mewl of disappointment. “But not quite. You didn’t feel that stretch, did you, baby girl?” Without getting an answer, he slides into you again. “Now you do.”

Your eyes go wide at the sudden feeling of being filled again, but he doesn’t give you a chance to process it before he’s fucking you again, hips rolling mercilessly into you. “Oh, my God!” you yell out, throwing your head back against the mattress.

Kiri grabs onto Mina’s hips, bumping her ass into him as he fucks you silly. “Fuck, the two of you are so fucking sexy,” he moans out. “I-I don’t know how long I can keep this up.”

The need for his cum filling you up makes you desperate. Needy. Willing to say and do anything for it. “You can cum!” you yell out. “You can cum inside me! I’m on the pill!”

Mina giggles from above you. “Me too. Eager little cumslut, aren’t you?” She dips down to assault your neck, palming at your breasts and rubbing her thumbs over the sensitive nubs of your nipples.

But Kiri stops and slides out of you despite your moans of protest. “Nah,” he huffs. “Not yet. I still have to make sure you two get equal attention, don’t you? So I’m gonna keep switching back and forth between these pretty little pussies until you’re both ready to explode for me, okay?”

He doesn’t wait for an answer as he slides into Mina and rams into her, beating her pussy up. “Kiri, please!” she cries out, and you understand. Pleading for more and for less all at the same time, the pleasure too sweet.

“You two just keep feeling good for me,” Kiri pants, every muscle coated in sweat. “Can you both do that for me?” He suddenly moves to lift one of Mina’s legs and fucks her that way, giving you a good view of her pussy stretching around his dick that slides in and out of her.

“Oh, my God, yes!” Mina cries out, tears pricking in her eyes at the pleasure. She looks down at you and you swear she’s never looked more beautiful. “Kiss me, baby. I wanna taste you.”

You oblige, moving to kiss her as your hand moves against your clit, fingers rubbing the bud faster and faster until you can feel that dam about to break. “Oh, fuck, I’m so close!” you shout. “Please tell me you two are close!” Kiri nods frantically, teeth gritted at the feeling. “Yeah!” he stutters out. “S-So, so close!”

But Mina stops you both. “Wait, Kiri. Stop.” He listens, his face coated in sweat and disappointment. “Oh, fuck, why? I was so, so close!” You were as well, the sweet feeling of release dying as you stop rubbing your clit.

Mina looks back at him. “Because we wanna cum at the same time, right?” she purrs. “So why don’t you slip that dick out of me and put it between us instead? And you can still fuck us until we cum. With extra clit stimulation.” She turns to you, winking. “Does that sound good to the both of you?”

Does that sound good to you? Shit, you’re just about the cum from the idea. “Fuck, Mina…” You squirm around beneath her, wanting to cum with them so badly. Kiri laughs at your neediness. “This cutie is practically begging for that. I’m down for it.”

He slips out of Mina and aligns his dick to meet your pussies just right. “Now hold still for me.”

You both do, waiting as patiently as humanly possible for him to finally slide his dick between your pussies. But when he finally does, you’re not prepared. The feeling of his hard dick stroking your clit between you and Mina as you grind your hips immediately, up and around, anything to get that release.

“Perfect,” Kiri grunts, hips rolling with yours. “Fucking perfect. Does it feel good for you girls as it does for me?”

“So…so good!” Mina moans out, her hips grinding down into Kiri’s dick. “I can’t stop!” You know what she means. Your hips and your body have minds of their own, moving for that pleasure.

“Does it feel good for you too, babe?” Kiri asks, but you can’t speak. You can only answer with the lewdest sounds you’ve ever come out of your mouth; sounds that would put Mariah Carey’s career in a casket.

Kiri and Mina laugh at your sounds much to your embarrassment. “I guess it does judging from those high notes,” he snickers, hips moving faster, harder. “You both needed this, didn’t you? A nice fucking for two pretty little sluts.”

“Keep fucking us like that and we’ll show you how much we needed it,” Mina softly growls, just as feral as you. He does so, grabbing Mina’s shoulder and your thigh before fucking the shit of you both, his cock mercilessly stroking your clits.

“Yeah, like that!” you yell out, practically babbling and drunk from the pleasure. “Keep fucking us like that, daddy!”

Kiri’s eyes snap to yours at the title, his crimson eyes blown with pleasure. “Tell me whose you are,” he growls deeply. “Both of you. Tell me who’s making you feel this good.”

He leans down, squishing Mina between the both of you, and presses his lips to your ear as he ruts deeper between you. “Tell me,” he growls deeply in your ear.

That release builds again, increasing from Kiri’s controlled movements and Mina’s noises in your ear. “Fuck, Eji, please!” you sob, your hips beginning to stutter and move sloppily. “I’m gonna…I’m gonna cum!”

“M-Me too!” Mina whines into your ear, her tits squished against yours and bouncing in time with you and the mattress as Kiri ruts between your pussies. “Oh, my God, I-I can’t stop!” Her body begins to writhe against yours and she grabs you, wrapping her arms around you as Kiri fucks the everloving shit out of you.

“Such good little girls for me,” he growls from above you, going faster and faster, signaling his own dawning release. “So good! I’m gonna cum all over your pretty little pussies.” He thros his head back, lost in the pleasure, moaning to the ceiling, most of them being your names. “Fuck…fuck…fuck!”

When it cums, it’s messier than messy. You can feel his hot cum spurt out of his dick and coat your pussy and Mina’s. The sounds that fall from his lips trigger your own release and you tumble down that hill, falling into an abyss of pure bliss. Mina falls with you, whining and moaning into your ear as her hips slow their grind.

“O-Oh, f-fuck!” she stutters out, gripping you for dear life. “S-So…so good…!” You silently agree, gripping her ass and grinding with her, riding that blissful wave.

“Still cumming!” Kiri moans from above you, hips still going and going. “So much!” You can feel it–ropes and ropes of hot cum spilling onto your stomach and onto the comforter as he gives you about a week’s worth of nut. Finally, after letting out a groan that would make any girl blush, his movements slow and stills, breathing heavily.

You lean back against the comforter, exhaustion overtaking you. Above you, Mina laughs hysterically. “Damn, daddy!” she giggles, wiggling her ass into an exhausted Kiri. “You practically soaked the comforter!”

Slowly, Kiri pulls away from you and Mina slowly gets off of you, revealing the very large mess of bodily fluids that coat the black comforter.

The laugh that erupts from you is loud and abrupt, and you’re taken aback by the reaction when you should be horrified. But the bliss you feel from that earth-shattering orgasm and that your two crushes reciprocating your feelings doesn’t allow you to. “Bakugou is gonna kill us,” you giggle.

Kiri laughs with you, wiping sweat from his forehead. “We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it,” he sighs, looking down at you and at Mina adoringly. “That was amazing.”

Mina hums in agreement, gently running her hand down your naked tummy. “It absolutely was,” she says with a smile. “Talk about a good distraction from your shit ex, hm?”

You couldn’t agree more. “Mmm,” you hum in agreement, orgasm-sedated exhaustion settling in. You try to sit up and need Kiri’s help, your limbs feeling flimsy and jell-O-like. “Easy there, cutie,” he whispers encouragingly. Slowly, now.”

“Let me go get us some water,” Mina says, letting Kiri help her off the bed so she can walk to the private bathroom. She turns shortly after with two glasses of water, one of them being for you. “Here, baby. Drink up.”

You thank her, gladly taking the glass and gulping down the sweet, cold water. Her and Kiri share the other before Kiri crawls up to the headboard and settles under the covers. He smiles lazily at both of you, arms open wide. “Come here, both of you. We all need a good snuggle.” You giggle as you crawl towards him alongside Mina. “Glad to see you’re not too manly for cuddles.”

Kiri looks at you like you’re insane. “You shitting me? Cuddles are for everybody.” You take one side while Mina takes the other, curling at his side. “That was better than my wildest dreams,” he sighs, enclosing his arms around both of you, holding you close to him. Mina hums in agreement, her hand moving to cup yours on Kiri’s chest, right over his beating heart.

You let out a content sigh, loving this feeling of bliss. The smell of mingling scents–sex, perfume, cologne–fill your nose as you cuddle into Kiri’s side and let Mina rub circles into your knuckles with her thumb, feeling safe. But even so, that nagging feeling of something bothering you doesn’t allow you to fall so deeply into the peace.

You nervously look at Kiri and Mina, biting your lip. “So…does this mean we’re all dating now?” you carefully ask. “You’re my girlfriend and my boyfriend?”

Kiri and Mina look at each other before looking at you. “Yeah,” Mina brightly answers, breaking into a beautiful smile that eases every insecurity and uncertainty you felt. “If that’s okay with you.”

You blink at her, almost not believing it was that easy. “It’s…” You trail off, scoffing to yourself. This is way better than a dream. “It’s more than okay with me.” You grip Mina’s hand and press a kiss to Kiri’s pec, making him hum. “Good,” he sighs, “‘cause I would’ve jumped from the nearest building if it wasn’t.”

As you and Mina giggle, giddy from the sex and the way the night has turned out and this, there is a loud, harsh knock at the door that startles you. Kiri sits up immediately, protectively shifting so he’s covering your naked chest with his body and throws the covers over Mina to hide her from the chin down.

The door is opening before any of you can protest. Bakugou’s raspy and slurred voice drifts into the bedroom as he opens the door. “Yo, shitty hair! What the fuck is with those bed springs jumping? You’d better not be–”

His words cut off immediately as he gets a good look at the way his guest room looks–clothes on the floor, comforter a mess, and the three of you naked and occupying the bed, staring wide-eyed at him like deers in headlights.

He steps back into the doorway and grabs the door handle. “I’ll kill you all later,” he growls before shutting the door behind him, leaving you alone once more.

Silence swells in the room before you three erupt in laughter, so much so that your stomach hurts. “We’re never gonna live this down now, you know that, right?” Kiri asks through a fit of giggles. “He’s never gonna let us come back here.”

Mina wipes at her eyes, leaning up to stare into your eyes. “I’ll gladly take the fall for that,” she sighs contently. “Especially for more of this.” She moves to stroke your arm lovingly as Kiri wraps an arm around you, holding you even closer.

You couldn’t agree more with that statement and finally, you allow yourself to fall into the bliss that sleep brings, cuddled up with the two you trust most.

Finally.

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━ 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎!! ➣ bakugou x fem! reader

➣ DARK CONTENT!! violence, detailed description of miscarriage, and death

➣ 2.4k words

➣ This is a very long prologue to one of my stories on wattpad and ao3 called "In Another Life". Basically, it starts in the 14th century when thirteen year old Bakugou is taken away from his family by a group called Jaku. Twelves years after fighting with Jaku, Bakugou wanted out but had to leave the hard way, putting a huge target on his back and loved ones. You're his wife, carrying his child.

— Commissions are open!

Removing his armoured gauntlets, Bakugou drops them on the ground next to his sword, leaning against a large rock. He dipped his hands into a river, sighing as the cold water met his skin and washed away the blood staining his knuckles. His spiky blonde hair covered in black ash and his crimson red orbs staring at his bloody reflection had him combing his damped locks back using his sweat as a gel.

He fought off an aggravating sound of annoyance as a few rustles of the bushes drowned Bakugou's sense of peace. Now it was impossible for him to enjoy the sounds of mother nature. He always thought if he kept a distance from his companion, he would probably hear Kirishima's screams from the mountain ranges, and the redhead would come running.

With his hands wet, Bakugou wipes at his face. The remnants of his last fight was blood as a tool fighting for the king. That final battle would change his fate, for his actions were selfish and against the rules. He and Kirishima would soon become fugitives when the loyal pawns report about them fleeing after killing many—way too many.

"You know it's not too late for you...the king could forgive you if you beg hard enough," Bakugou said, shaking the water off his hands and strapping his gauntlets to his wrists. His fingers curled underneath the chest plate of his armour where he kept a locket made by you, his wife. A young woman he met in his hometown in search of his parents.

The thought of you brought a smile upon his lips. He hated being away for so long. He missed you terribly, and your reach was not too far. You were expecting a bundle of joy that would see the sun in a few months. The last he spoke to you was when you both argued over the baby's gender and who it would look more alike.

"You know I can't do that to you and y/n," Kirishima explained, undoing the knot keeping their horses tied to a tree. "Sides-"

"Best friends stick together, Bakugou-" Kirishima answered, leading two brown horses by the reins. He holds out Bakugou's reins as well as his fist, smiling brightly. "-I got your back, man,"

The blonde shook his head and bumped his fist against Kirishima's. "I can never get rid of you, Kirishima-"

"Why would you wanna get rid of me? Someone has to be your kid's crazy uncle," The redhead chuckled, climbing onto his horse. Bakugou rolled his eyes, mounting his horse as well after he collected his sword. Shaken by the sun reflecting off his sword, the horse starts thrashing with Bakugou tucking the blade away. He quickly calms his steed, running his hand along its long mane and neck.

"You know what you did back there, Bakugou...back at camp," Kirishima began.

"Acts of treason for killing my comrades who denied me my freedom that I fought for twelve years, what about it?" Bakugou cuts him off, lightly tapping the side of his foot against the horse's side, causing it to start trotting.

"No, I mean yeah, but...the captain and Jaku,"

"I know what you're trying to say, Kirishima! I should've handled it differently, but it would've ended the same!" Bakugou gripped his horse reins tight. The vein on his forehead was ready to burst. Shaking his head, he gestured his horse to move forward at a steady pace, whispering. "I had no other choice! and that bastard had it coming for disrespecting my wife."

"If you weren't distracted by that child carrying whore living in Musutafu, we wouldn't be having this conversation!" Those were his captain's last words, seconds before Bakugou slit the man's throat.

"And...we know about their experiments on those who would disobey-" Kirishima explained, thinking back on the rumours. Most of those who spread them would wind up missing the next day. There are worst ways of dying in Jaku, and the man responsible for the experiments has infinite creativity.

"It doesn't matter anymore; what's done is done! Now let's go," Bakugou ordered, motioning his horse to move.

"Right behind you, Bakugou," Kirishima said, following behind Bakugou, hiding his frown with a smile.

Humming a soft tune, you stirred your food in a pot whilst your spare hand caressed your small round belly. You made sure the spices you pulled in filled your nostrils with the lovely aroma that reminded you of your husband. The meat the butcher brought over for you made your lips water thanks to your craving aided by your pregnancy.

As you stirred the vegetables, you didn't notice Bakugou walking into the door. You couldn't hear him over you humming, and when he saw you, he smirked, setting his equipment on the floor quietly. You still didn't take note of the figure creeping up behind until you felt a pair of arms curled themselves around you.

You jumped, almost dropping your spoon on the floor. The thought of you about to be kidnapped quickly disappeared when your husband turned you around by your curves. You sighed in relief, wrapping your arms around his neck accepting his lips against yours. Melting into the kiss, you felt the spoon slip from your fingers.

Parting briefly, Bakugou rests his forehead on yours, making you hum. "Did you miss me?"

"Yes, Katsuki-" Gripping his wrist, you placed his hand on your belly, pressing it firmly on your bump. "We both did,"

"I hope the little brat has been taking care of you while I was gone," He grinned, kneeling down till he was at eye level with your belly. Your fingers comb through his hair as he talks to the baby as if it could reply.

"I can take care of myself, Katsuki and besides-" You giggled, pulling Bakugou up by his cheeks for another kiss. "I have you now, don't I? and you're home early, which makes things a little easier for me,"

He immediately frowned. "About that y/n...we need to talk,"

"About what?" You asked, tilting your head. "If it's important, we can talk after supper. That's if I made enough for the both of us."

Sniffing the air, your nose caught a whiff of ash and blood coming from him, making you cover your nose. "And you might wanna take a bath before you eat too,"

"Are you saying I smell that bad? In that case-" With that, your small form was encased in his arms for a tight embrace. You whined, feeling the side of his face rub up on yours. Smeared on your cheek was his flakes of ash mixed in his sweat.

You pushed him away by his shoulder. "Gross!"

"Looks like we both need a bath," He grinned, amused by you wiping your cheek using the sleeve of your dress. He earned a slap on the shoulder and shook your head as Bakugou brought your body close.

Clicking your tongue, you could feel his finger tampering with the back straps of your dress. "Aw, now I smell like charred death mixed with sweat,"

"Then allow me to make it up to you," He said, kissing the skin on your neck before picking you up bridal style. You screamed as he spun you around, leaving your pot of food unattended. Luckily the fire died out.

You gasped, holding onto his shoulders. "Hey, what about the food! Wait! Katsuki!"

The intoxicating scent of chamomile rubbing on your arm cleared your skin of your husband's aftermath of war. Lathering you and Bakugou of its petals drowning in the water, you rest his hands on your swollen belly. You sighed in relief, enjoying his hands running along your stomach. Bakugou admired how soft you felt and how beautiful you looked as you leaned your back against his bare chest. You were content filling the gaps between his finger with your own, intertwining them together.

Loving his thumbs caressing along yours, your eyes traced the new scars lining his forearms. A worrying sight that made your heartache.

"You didn't tell me why you were home so early, Katsuki. Did something happen while you were gone?" You decided to ask, glancing over your shoulder. His silence didn't help, and him now hiding his face in the crook of your neck. One of your hands touched his damped locks and massaged his scalp in the hope your fingertips would rile him up. Your lips brushed his cheekbone. "Katsuki, is there something wrong?"

Feeling his breath on your shoulder, you turned your body so you were facing him face to face and held both of his cheeks in your hands. You forced his eyes onto yours, resting your forehead against his, shivering from the droplets dripping down his hair.

"I haven't been honest with you y/n," He admitted pulling you in more; your knees stayed by his hips, and you sat on his thighs. You combed your fingers through his hair, pushing his bangs out of his face. Sucking in your lips, you smirked, nodding your head.

"Not everyone is honest, Katsuki. Everyone lies eventually," You tell him.

"It's not that simple...more of a regret," He replied, shaking his head, grabbing onto your wrists. Slipping past his grip, you place your hands back where you put them.

"I don't mind so long as you tell me what's been bothering you. I'll be the judge of your deceit," You assured him, pressing your lips against his for a quick peck. You didn't expect the following words ready to leave his mouth.

"I left Jaku by force...and killed my captain," He announced, taking you by surprise. Leaning back, you gently pushed him back by his shoulders, letting him see your shocked expression. He fucked up, big time.

"Y-you did what?!" You began stammering. "That's impossible. There's no way?! you could've-you're lying, Katsuki, right?"

Your husband shook his head, urging another wave of shock and a gasp slapping your straight across the face. Both of your hands left his shoulders to support your body against the tub. Using the edge, you climbed out of the tub, leaving Bakugou in his lonesome. He heard you whimper as you wrapped your naked body in a gown, laid over a chair and left the room, your face overflowing with tears and aching hands grasping your stomach.

'Fuck', Bakugou sighed, throwing his fist creating a loud splash in the water. He climbed out after you, putting on whatever he could find, which were leather pants. As he did his belt buckle, he followed the sound of your cries emanating within your shared bedroom. He frowned, spotting you sitting before your mirror, hiding your face in your hands.

You were choking on your sobs, revealing your tear-stained face to your husband, slowly creeping up behind you ever so slowly. Shaking your head in disbelief, your eyes fell on the floor, causing your tears to rain down on your legs.

"Why Katsuki?" You asked out of disappointment. The sound of the floor creaked as Bakugou kneeled down beside your chair and took you by the hand. "You idiot,"

"I had no choice y/n. It was either run or die." He tells making shift your body.

Instead of saying anything, you slapped him directly on the cheek, the impact forced him to turn his head, and his eyes widened. Pushing yourself out of your chair, you stared him down, fuming.

"Then you should've done nothing!" You yelled, rubbing your eyes with your free hand fighting back the urge to slap him again. "All of this could've been avoided, Katsuki! Instead, you put your life in danger. How could you! It's bad enough that I have to worry about you every single day, and now you're wanted by Jaku!"

Another tear seeps past your tear ducts as your left-hand finds your bump. "Our child...Katsuki,"

"Oi Y/n," Bakugou spoke abruptly, forcing your eyes on him. His hands purchased your cheeks, and his thumb worked at wiping your tears away. "Everything I do is for you and our kid. Jaku took everything away from me before, and I wasn't gonna let them do it again. I promised to give you a better life, and Jaku was in the way. I wouldn't have done if it meant I would put you two in danger,"

"K-katsuki," A ragged breath escaped, overwhelmed and in caution of the baby in your stomach. Sitting back down, Bakugou looks up at you, his cheek red from your slap, and when his hand creeps up on your thigh, a pounding at the door stops him. You both jump, and being the protective man that he was, Bakugou squeezed your leg, halting your movements.

"Stay here," He orders you slipping away.

"Katsuki-"

"Stay...here," He repeated in a serious tone of voice.

Shooting you one more look, Bakugou walks back into the kitchen, where he dropped most of his stuff and grabs the long sword leaning against his chest plate. He unsheathes his blade creeping near the window beside the door. He peered through the curtain to see who was outside, and a shadow caught his eye. A sigh of relief escapes once he realizes who had been waiting for him behind the door. He swings it open, revealing his redhead comrade frantically panting, out of breath and sweating.

"Kirishima, what the hell?!" Bakugou cursed, unaware of you walking up behind him. Kirishima, dressed in his filthy armour, had blood splatter all over himself, and he clung to his left arm that was littered with cuts and held onto his sword.

"I'm sorry, man, but we need to leave right now!"

"Shit-y/n!"

Now riding away from Jaku soldiers and fire arrows, you held onto Bakugou for dear life as he had you sitting in his lap. His armour was barely strapped onto his shoulders, and his helmet had been left behind. The backplate of his armour acted as your shield. You feared for your husband's life all while he kept his hand on your belly.

"Y/n...I'm sorry about everything!" You heard Bakugou over the sound of a soldiers war cry. Archers fired more arrows; one grazed his left cheek, making you grasp it with your hand.

Your thumb brushed away the blood. "You're apologizing now!"

You were no stranger when it came to his injuries, tending the ones he couldn't reach or the ones he didn't know how to fix.

Kirishima calls out, leading your horse further into the forest just outside your now burning village. Bakugou steadies the reins following behind Kirishima as close as possible.

"In case I don't get the chance to...! I owe that to you and our little brat!" Bakugou tells you, holding you tight. You were on the brink of tears, unsure of what to say or do. Bakugou cradled your head in the crook of his neck, whispering sweet nothings in your ear. In your mind, it was unfair not just for you but for your unborn baby.

"It's not fair..." you chocked out a sob clutching onto the hand resting on your bump.

"I know,"

Kirishima takes a quick turn, grinning as he comes upon a waterfall and rocky rapids. He jerks the reins making his horse increase his speed, and spins around. "This way, Bakugo-"

A loud squeal from the horse tore through Kirishimas eardrum when an arrow lodged into his steeds head, sending him flying. He screams, separating from his now dead horse and into a tree.

"Kirishima!" You and Bakugou scream in unison, tugging on the reins of his horse, forcing it to come to a stop.

Kirishima choked on his blood, screaming. "Go! Leave without me! I'll catch up!"

"Idiot, you'll die!" Bakugou yelled, holding out his arm. "Climb on!"

"Sorry, man," Kirishima apologized, slapping the rear of Bakugou's horse making the steed ride off, leaving him alone. Bakugou steadied himself when his horse galloped into the river, cursing aloud. You did your best consoling him as well as yourself.

"Damn it, these rapids are gonna slow us down," Bakugou said, slapping the neck of the horse lightly. "Come on, old boy,"

"Katsuki...is Kirishima gonna be alright?" You asked, peering over his shoulder.

Bakugou pushed your head down, keeping your eyes off of the soldiers following him. "Don't worry about him knowing that idiot he'll do something-"

He lied. He knew with Kirishima's injuries, the possibility of survival would be less than 30%. Bakugou rode on accepting his friend's fate but hoped for the best if Kirishima's training kicked in.

Directing the horse out of the river, Bakugou peered over his shoulder, thankful that the currents slowed down the soldiers. With their numbers grouped together, the water rapids would eventually make them collide.

The growing gap between you made Bakugou grin, seeing an escape route right before him. A fresh start was in his reach. However, between your legs, you felt something oozing out of you. You cried, feeling pain in your lower abdomen.

"Katsuki, somethings wrong...!" You yelled, clawing at your gown. Reaching down for your thighs, you graze your fingertips at the substance. Pulling your fingers up, your eyes widen at the sight of blood. "...I-i'm bleeding,"

Bakugou looks down at your fingers. "Shit, not now,"

"Ah!" You screamed, holding your stomach as the tightness added more to your pain. The blood seeping out of you spreads all over your legs while your husband panicked in his head. Was it the stress? He thought internally. You were only five months into your pregnancy, so it was terrible for the baby as the stress that transpired moments ago were probably the main course.

"Katsuki, it hurts!" You sobbed into the crook of his neck. Tears blurred your vision because of the pain. "The baby!"

"I know! Hang on just a little longer!" Bakugou assured you, glancing over his shoulder, making sure you were both alone with no soldier or light in sight. Even if they were alone, what could he do for the baby? Judging by the blood, he predicted that their baby was already gone. He shook his head, not wanting to think about it, especially when it came to your feelings and not wanting to put you through more pain than you already were.

He couldn't help but blame himself for it. Bringing the horse to a halt, he jumps down, picking you up bridal style before he shooed his horse away in the hope it would draw the soldiers away.

"Katsuki..please save our child! I don't want to lose our child!" You cried out.

"It's okay...shh...I got you," He reassured, knowing well it will do nothing on your part.

As you wailed in pain, Bakugou offered his shirt for you to clamp down on to drown out the noise of your pain. He carries you down the foot of the hill, following the river leading away from the sounds of fighting. In no time, the blood would eventually leave a trail if you stayed on land, and Bakugou would have no choice but to fight.

Whimpering, you clung to Bakugou's armour, digging your fingers into its leather straps, keeping it up against his body. The poke of your finger could be felt on Katsuki's shoulders.

"Y/n, I know you're in pain, but I need you to keep quiet, or they'll find us," Katsuki whispered in your causing you to growl lowly.

"You try feeling my pain, bastard!" You cursed. The pain was too much to bear and made you loopy. Your stress doubled, seeing the noticeable blood trail following you as Bakugou continued running.

He didn't slow down; he knew the blood hitting the ground. It would've been the same if they were still on the horse. At this point, Bakugou was stuck on learning how to lose the soldiers, which he would be capable of taking them out on his own. He knew most of them, either through training or lived in the same village as him.

Slowing down near a large body of water at the end of the hill. Bakugou found a clear space and placed you down behind a nearby tree. A long sigh left his lips as an idea appeared, ripping his heart into several pieces. You were drifting in and out of consciousness from the lack of blood. He rested your back against the rock before he kissed your forehead and whispered. "I love you,"

"Kats-what..." You muttered out, eyes falling down on his lips.

"I'll clear us a path," Bakugou added, giving you a long, tender kiss on your lips before moving away.

"Katsuki...don't leave me, please," You whispered under your breath, reaching out for him as he backed away. You winced, falling onto your side, grabbing hold of your abdomen.

Walking back out into the clearing, Bakugou kneeled on one knee, his fingers tracing his sword. His tongue licked at the blood you smeared from the cut on his cheeks. He was waiting, keeping his eye on the torchlight following your blood trail. Hearing several men getting closer, Bakugou smirked, feeling a big fight heading his way. He estimated around eleven men, not like it was a problem on his end.

"There he is!" Someone yelled, riding in attempting to cut Katsuki down. However, Bakugou, still kneeling, drove his sword into the neck of the man's horse. He ripped his long sword out, completely decapitating the horse, and he walked around the corpse picking up its rider by the back of his throat.

"Idiot," Bakugou chuckled, using his hostage as a human shield. One by one, arrows were shot into the soldier's chest. Seeing a crossbow resting on his hostages hip, Bakugou grabs the loaded weapon aiming it at a man, specifically a rider carrying an archer. He shot the arrow hitting his target's skull, killing him instantly and knocking the archer off the horse.

"Argh!" The archer screamed in pain until Bakugou silenced him. Then using the now dead archers bow and arrow, he shot down the other riders and their horses. He degraded them for their unplanned approach. Bakugou was more skilled than them, thanks to his twelve years of training.

Only seven left, he said to himself, wiping his sweaty cheek.

Those who survived walked into the fray, weapons at their side; meanwhile, Bakugou stood firm.

"Katsuki Bakugou, you're wanted for the murder of four Jaku soldiers and the Grand Captain! we have been ordered to take you in alive!" One of the soldiers ordered, slowly confronting the blonde as slow as possible.

Bakugou snarled, faking his surrender and stabbing his sword into the ground. Once he felt the man was close up in his face, Katsuki twisted the man's wrist, holding a sword earning a blood-curdling scream. Bakugou takes the mans sword and slits the man's throat. He then kicks the man in the chest, making the man's body hit the three coming up from behind. Bakugou quickly picks up his own sword killing the rest using two blades.

Dropping his bloody weapons, Bakugou rubbed at his face. The blood smears on his eyes prevented him from seeing anything clearly and left a coppery taste in his mouth. He growled in disgust; his clothes were now littered in blood. Any man would be driven to insanity by bloodshed. Bakugou looked over his shoulder, where he left you and picked up his sword once again.

After he finds a horse, Bakugou quickly puts you on the saddle. He rode away, taking the route he came from, leaving his carnage in his dust. He pats your cheek, urging you to wake up. "Y/n wake up!"

Your eyes fluttered open, seeing Bakugou looking down at you. "My love...you're alive,"

"It's okay now we lost them," He tells you, rubbing a hand on your back.

With a tender touch on his cheek, you held his face stroking his face gently. You couldn't see his beautiful red eye because of all the blood. "I can't see your beautiful eyes,"

Bakugou looks down at you, seeing a weak smile stretching on your lips. "I love you too...Katsuki,"

This caused Bakugou to chuckle as he leaned into your touch. "You idiot...I know,"

Coming up on another town, Bakugou is in relief before he notices the barricade. Until he saw the line of archers, his eyes widened. He pulled at his bridles, but at the same time, arrows fired. Bakugou wrapped his arms around you, turning the horse to the side, facing his back to the arrowheads.

"Bakugou!" Riding in the last second, Kirishima crashed into Katsuki, taking you with him causing you to scream. The three of you rolled downhill; Bakugou and Kirishima collided into a tree after tree and fell on top of each other. A clap of thunder boomed in their eardrums, and the rain slowly came down on their heads.

"Argh fuck Kiri," Bakugou groaned, pushing Kirishima off his chest. "I thought you were dead,"

"I barely made it out alive, man, but-" Kirishima's words faded.

By the time he looked up at Kiri's face, he had sawed horror and disbelief. Knowing what he was looking at, Bakugou snapped his head towards where his friend had his eyes on. His own eyes widened, his body rushing over to the form that laid on its back. "Y/N!!"

The rain quickly made a mess of the ground. Your body is covered in blood—Mostly your stomach, several bloody handprints stained your dress. The rainfall hits the blood on your face, leaving smears on your skin. Your eyes were still open, blinking away the tears in your eyes, and by the time Katsuki fell on his knees beside you, your breathing became slow.

"No, no, no!" Katsuki's hand lifts you up by the back of your head. His other hand sits on your shoulder. It's how he's able to see the arrow in your side, creating a pool of blood beneath you. "S-shit!"

Your eyes meet Katsuki's briefly, bringing a weak smile to your lips, and a single stream of blood escapes your parted lips. Over the sounds of your husband shouts, your eyelids grew heavy. Katsuki taps your cheek. "Y/n..."

"S-so tired.." You let out quietly, feeling your body growing weaker by the second.

"I know y/n, but I need you to keep your eyes open for me, alright! You're gonna be okay, I promise," Katsuki assures you. This brings another smile, bigger than before, but it would be your last.

"In...another life, my katsuki-" Tears rolled down your cheeks, and it quickly became a little hard to breathe. "I'll see your face again-"

"Y/n-"

"I l-love you,"

"No, no! Y/n!" Screamed Katsuki as you succumbed to your injuries. "Hey! Hey! stay with me!"

Drawing out your last breath, your eyes closed, finally accepting sleep, and your body went limp. You stopped moving entirely, no heartbeat or air in your lungs, and still lodged into your side, the arrow stuck out with the end hanging on by a splinter. Already dying from your lack of blood, the puncture of an arrowhead only quickened the process, thus ending your life in minutes. Now you rest alongside your baby.

Pulling the rest of your body on his lap, Katsuki shook you, pleading for your eyes to open. Your skin was going pale, it felt as cold as ice, and your plumpy pink lips went purple. Katsuki was already crying into your chest, moving your arm over his shoulder. He was getting tears all over you, and his screams were as loud as the soldiers approaching.

"Bakugou...we have to go," Kirishima sniffles, letting his tears fall free. He grabbed the weeping blonde by his shoulders. "I'm sorry, but she's gone,"

"No!" Katsuki shoved his hand away. He shook you again. "Please...y/n open your fucking eyes! I can't lose you too!"

"Katsuki, come quick!" You called out, your hands shaking with excitement. Katsuki made haste hoping nothing was wrong. Instead, he walked in on you, having the biggest smile on your face. "The baby moved! Come here,"

Katsuki was relieved, kneeling in front of you. You took his hands, resting them on the spots where you felt the baby kicked. Nothing happened at first, seeing as the baby was shy for its daddy, and Katsuki almost didn't believe you. He tried to rip his hand away but felt something slight push against his palm.

"What the-" In shock, Katsuki rubbed the spot then felt another kick in his other palm.

"You feel it too?" You asked, which he replied with a nod.

"Our brat's strong like me," Katsuki grinned, pressing his lips on your stomach, then the ring on your left hand.

"I can't wait to meet them," You brimmed a bright smile. However, the memory began to fade.

"Come on, y/n! Open your eyes! FUCK!" Katsuki roared, slamming his fist on the ground. "You said you love me, so come back, please!"

His screams became louder, and his pleas turned into demands. Kirishima was already knocked out, and Katsuki would soon follow. A soldier crept up behind Katsuki and slammed the handle of his sword on the side of Katsuki's head.

Katsuki's head met the ground, and his world slowly went black. His last sight of your body disappeared into the abyss.

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threadofdestiny · 3 years ago

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Magnolia Chapter 9 (Bakugou x f!reader

Feudal Japan AU

Shogun!Bakugou x Midoriya’s sister!reader

Summery: Her mother, lady Midoriya Inko, had once told her that the gods had predestined a path for every single person. All she had to do was follow the path and trust that it would lead her to happiness. But how could (Y/N) find happiness in a political formed marriage with her brother’s rival, a man known for being brutal and cold hearted?

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Chapter 1, Chapter 8, Chapter 10 (Coming soon)

Author´s Note:

Finally! After so many months of silence, I finally finished the chapter. I am so sorry that you had to wait so long. I had to restart the chapter 3 times because I simply didn't like it. My husband even had to help me out a bit with tactical maneuvers, as I was getting so muddled myself that it was starting to become unbelievable in my eyes. On top of that, I just couldn't get into the writing flow because of the pregnancy. Hormones are a funny thing. I even wasnt able to take the rest to read a good book. Everything in my head was just about our upcoming life change. I also found out a few weeks into my pregnancy that I was expecting twins and that threw me completely off track. I was so afraid for a long time whether I would be good enough for two little, helpless humans. Gosh, I was so down most of the time, doupting myself. On top of that all of a sudden our apartment was also too small for another unplanned creature. So we had to move to a larger apartment at short notice. The pregnancy was very exhausting, full of hurdles and incredibly nerve-wracking, but now I'm about to give birth in a few days and I finally feel ready to welcome my two little girls into this world, while i will be trying to be the best version of myself for the both of them. Maybe I am not going to be perfect. I certainly will be doing quite the few mistakes, but i will love them with all my heart and going to do my best.

With the new life change, of course I don't know how fast I'll get on with the chapters, but I'll definitely keep on writing. Especially the first weeks will surely be a double challenge for my husband and me, which is why there isn't much time to spare, but I hope you'll still keep waiting for my updates and rejoice with me as we reach one more milestone after another in this story.

Thank you for your support! I appricate it!

Chapter 9

Aftermath

"Where is Kaminari and Shinsou? I want to know how such chaos could break out under our control!", snarled Bakugou angrily after lowering his injured wife into Kirishima's arms, before getting off his horse himself with clenched teeth. Like an angry bull, he stampeded toward the two samurai, who were already hurrying to meet them, before rearing up in front of them with a dangerously tense posture. "Kirishima told me that he had sent a relief for you, Shinsou! Where is he?" Both samurai looked stiffly to the ground as they bowed deeply to their master with apologetic gestures. There was nothing left of the relaxed, almost friendly atmosphere between them and their shogun. At that moment, Bakugou’s body language conveyed that the hierarchy between them was to be clearly observed. At that very moment, he radiated the powerful aura of the bloodthirsty samurai who was feared throughout the land for his mercilessness.

Shinsou cleared his throat briefly before he began to explain the situation in his typical monotone voice: "The samurai who was supposed to relieve me for the moment cannot be found. However, traces of blood have been discovered where the carriage was previously standing. Shoji-san and Koda-san are already searching the area." Cursing, Bakugou clenched his hands into fists as he turned meaningfully to Kirishima. He, too, appraised him with a concerned expression as he carefully lowered his ladyship onto her own legs, then propped her up with a proffered arm. Shortly thereafter, the Shogun lowered his attention to his wife, who nervously held onto the red-haired man's shoulder to relieve the pressure on her injured ankle. (Y/N)'s fingers clawed quaveringly at the red-haired warrior's armor as she returned her husband's gaze, searching for answers. The young woman did not dare to speak. Too much tension was in the air, while all eyes were on Bakugou, waiting for the instruction on how to deal with this situation. For a moment they looked at each other in silence before the Shogun looked back up at his closest confidant. "Double the number of guards until we know how to proceed! Have Kaminari and Shinsou stay with her. At least one of them is always near her. Without exception! Choose the most loyal people to assist you with the guard. No one else is to even approach her without my permission." "Understood!" both samurai replied as if from the same mouth. "As we had already guessed, the last-minute changes in travel arrangements have left security gaps. I want them closed as soon as possible. Kirishima, double-check every person accompanying us. We do not trust anyone who has not proven their loyalty to us or who can be identified by someone they know as a member of this convoy. Also, bring me the coachman. The horses could not have broken away so easily, and the formation of the carriages should have made such a maneuver difficult as well," Bakugou continued analyzing the situation at hand, while (Y/N) listened anxiously to her husband's words. The young shogun looked like a person who would normally leave nothing to chance. The way he clenched his jaw suggested how unacceptable he found this chaos right under his watch. Guilty of having put him in this position, the young lady tried to take a step toward her husband. She was aware that the changes in travel arrangements had taken place because of her. Her careless action at the feast a few days earlier had led to these late consequences and had only caused her newlywed husband more inconvenience than she had already been aware of. Worse yet...she had put them all in danger. Again.

As she tried to put weight on her injured ankle, (Y/N) buckled to the side, gasping in pain, which is why she began to lose her balance. Immediately, Kirishima's grip on her upper arm tightened to stabilize her.

Bakugou's arm also shot out to reach for her as he gloomily watched her facial expressions. Guiltily, she looked up at her husband as she tried to stand up straight again. She wanted to apologize to him. To ask for forgiveness. But when she had regained her composure and carefully tried to start a sentence, not a single word escaped from her quivering lips. Bakugou, also silent, took in the pained expression on his wife's face and then tightened his grip on her upper arm for a brief moment. Beneath the grim facade of his stony countenance, the expression of concern flashed in his eyes for a few seconds, but it was gone as quickly as it had emerged. It had seemed as if he too had wanted to say something to her before turning away after a moment of hesitation to gesture Kaminari to take care of his wife, while he kept his silence towards her. He watched as the latter dutifully stepped closer and offered his wife an arm, which she accepted, disappointed in herself, while carefully letting go of Kirishima so as not to lose her balance again. Only when she had shifted her weight to the other man did the Shogun finally let go of (Y/N) as well, turning to her guards one last time: "Send for her personal maid and have her injuries treated as best you can. Have her do this as quickly as possible so that we can make further arrangements on short notice if necessary," Bakugou ordered curtly before turning away from them to be followed by Kirishima to take control of the situation.

Nervously, (Y/N) bit her lower lip as she looked anxiously after her husband. It was hard for her to comprehend how routinely he could act in spite of such chaos, while she had difficulty even thinking clearly. She followed him with her gaze until he disappeared behind a wall of soldiers running around, busying themselves cleaning up the mess of the escaping horses. Only when Kaminari tried to lead her gently in the opposite direction, she finally turned away with her head down in shame to follow him slowly.

In a society like theirs, a young lady was considered an adult as soon as one had married a man. In the eyes of her fellow men, she was now a part of a completely different world than she was used to. But basically she still felt like a little girl, dressed up in her mother's clothes, trying to mime a person she was supposed to be, but wasn't really yet. As if she was just playing pretend. She was afraid that Bakugou saw exactly the same in her. A young girl who was nothing more than a burden to him. Not fit to fill the role of the new lady of his household. A burden that had been imposed on him by his emperor, much to his disgust. Perhaps this also explained why he avoided her so much. She was probably just another helpless stupid sheep in his unloved flock of needy people that he had to take care of. Not only had she apparently disappointed Bakugou in their marriage bed. Her husband had now had to rescue her several times from various situations, as if she were just a careless child who kept going astray. How many times would she maneuver him into awkward situations? Never before had she felt so foolish and simple-minded as in the past days. It seemed to her as if she was committing one mistake after another and at the same time not even being able to identify many of these mistakes, even though she herself had always striven so hard for perfection and was always praised by her mother for her self-reflection. She knew the etiquette and behaviors of the society in the capital. She had been taught to fulfill her role as a young well-mannered lady satisfactorily. But now she felt like she had unlearned everything, or at least that none of it seemed applicable in the presence of her newlywed husband. (Y/N) felt lost and scared. Unprepared and overwhelmed. This was no place for someone like her and yet she was bothered by being so dependent on the people around her. To be so disoriented in the flow of events. Feeling like she was drowning.

But she didn't want to feel that way. She wanted to be more of value. She wanted to be a person who had earned the respect and trust of her husband. Just like the men who just led her from the chaotic clearing, but on a completely different level of course. She was no worrior, nor does she want to be one. But she was his wife but only in title it seemed.

Thoughtfully, she wondered if she could have contributed something helpful to the situation if she hadn't been hurt or simply knew better what to do. How was a young lady to behave in such a situation? How could she support her husband in such times without burdening him even more? Should she stand quietly on the sidelines and wait for others to take care of the mess? Was there nothing she could do?

Sensing his lady's discomfort, Kaminari patted her arm reassuringly with an encouraging smile on his lips. He slowed his gait a bit while leaning down to discreetly address her: "Don't worry. We have everything under control. Nothing will happen to you!", he misinterpreted her mood confidently, while Shinsou spoke to two more samurai a few meters in front of them, who started to follow him instantly. Immediately, (Y/N) gave her companion a faint smile while she nodded her thanks. She had almost forgotten in her self-pity that they were in an avoidably dangerous situation, but she covered her surprise as best she could before replying: "I have full confidence in all of your abilities, Kaminari-san." she replied placatingly to keep up her facade as they flanked her on all sides and safely led her to a more secluded but manageable spot.

Breathing in sharply the fresh spring air, (Y/N) placed her trembling hand on her cramping thigh while trying to keep her leg as still as possible. Her long-time maid wrapped clean strips of cloth around her injured ankle as carefully as she could after rubbing it with a cooling ointment, but she couldn't quite prevent the pain her lady felt in the process. Just like the rest of the servants and soldiers, Mina had assumed a tense posture since the incident with the carriage. No one could explain how such a situation could have evolved. But all of them secretly feared the worst. Contrary to her usual disposition, Mina had been gloomily silent since arriving at her lady's side, having convinced herself that she had suffered only scratches and bruises besides her injured ankle before treating her with gentle care.

In such a situation, what did one say to each other to lighten the atmosphere a bit?

Just the idea that someone might have tried to make an attempt on her mistress triggered an uneasy feeling in the young girl. Her attention kept wandering over the numerous trees that circled the clearing like lurking shadows, while she tried to suppress the trembling in her lower lip. "How could such a terrible thing happen?" the usually bright maid murmured dejectedly, finally making her concern known, but (Y/N) shook her head directly, waving it off, not wanting to show how worried she was as well now that she had been able to collect herself. "Bakugou-sama is about to find out what had caused all of this. We should just stay calm and wait. He will know what to do," (Y/N) replied hesitantly after she had weighed her thoughts internally. Nodding, the young maid agreed with her mistress before sighing softly. "Who would have thought a few weeks ago that we would soon find ourselves in such a situation?" she then whispered softly while shaking her head in disbelief.

With her travel fan flipped open, the young lady covered her pained expression as she patted Mina's arm guiltily. "I'm sorry for tearing you away from your life in the capital," (Y/N) apologized dejectedly, but Mina only shook her head vehemently in response. "I don't regret my decision to follow you, milady! I won't be deterred that quickly. If any hoodlum even gets too close to me or you, they're going to get the shock of their lives. Nobody messes with us!", protested Mina with newfound self-confidence. As a demonstration, she clenched her hands into fists and threw them into the air with momentum, as if she wanted to punch an opponent under the chin. Immediately, her mistress' shoulders slumped a bit as she visibly relaxed, according to her companion. Suppressing a soft giggle, (Y/N) nodded in agreement before turning to look at the four guards who surrounded her on all sides. All of them stood with their backs to the two ladies in order to keep a close eye on their surroundings and at the same time to give their lady a certain amount of privacy as long as a part of her skin was uncovered. But (Y/N) thought she could recognize how Kaminari's shoulders started to tremble slightly after her maid's statement, as if he would have to suppress a laugh despite the atmosphere. Since she couldn't look at his averted face, she turned back to her maid to confirm her statement: "When one has you as a guard, one doesn't need to be afraid anymore," the young lady confirmed mildly joking, while Mina, with a small smile on her lips, finally fastened the bandage to her mistress' foot and reached for a clean stocking to carefully slip it over her leg.

It didn't take long for the mood to fade again, however, after silence returned between them. Both women were hung up on their own thoughts, and yet they were going in the same direction. Who would have thought that just a few days after leaving the capital, something like this could have happened? And how many times would they be exposed to such a situation? Was this now a danger they could expect at any time?

It felt completely surreal. Not even a week ago, the young lady had lived sheltered in a handsome mansion in the center of the capital, while now she was sitting surrounded by countless strange men in a forest unknown to her. She had not been prepared for something like this. How could she have prepared herself for something like this?

The warm spring air and the lush green of the leaves in the treetops made her situation seem deceptively idyllic, but secretly she was aware that, according to her husband's statements, the accident with her carriage probably could not have been caused by a series of coincidences. Concerned, (Y/N) raised her fan a little higher in front of her face, so that only her eyes flashed out over the rim decorated with gold thread. Attentively, she looked at her surroundings with a critical gaze, as if she would be able to recognize a potential enemy purely from the body language of the people, if she would only look attentively enough. But what should she pay attention to? Except for a handful of people, all these people were unknown to her. Even her guards were strangers. Only Kaminari had been a person she had barely known from her past in the capital, before she had met Bakugou. So how was she supposed to interpret the body language of the people around her?

Shrouded in silence, (Y/N) watched as a few meters away from them, the shogun followed by Kirishima paced furiously up and down past his warriors while keeping a close eye on his men. However, it was not long before one of his samurai, followed by another person, stepped out of the crowd to approach Bakugou. Stumbling, the second man, who turned out to be the coachman, stepped in front of his master before he threw himself to the ground at his feet and pressed his forehead against the floor. Darkly Bakugou stared down at him while silently listening to the words of the samurai who had accompanied the scared coachman. The latter pointed to the part of the woods that had been behind (Y/N)'s carriage, while the kneeling man remained trembling on the ground.

She would have liked to know what they were talking about, but the young lady was too far away to understand what the men were saying. Only the sheer panic written on the old coachman's face when he briefly looked up to clearly answer a question her husband must have asked him, told (Y/N) from her position that it must have been very bad news.

"Explain to me why some of the horses were able to escape and why my wife's carriage was apparently not properly secured!" the Shogun ordered somberly, after having had it explained to him why he had had to wait so long for his men to find the coachman in the forest with some of the runaway horses. "I-I cannot explain it, master. We went through the steps as usual. One of my assistants had fastened the horses as usual, while I had secured the carriage with wedges under the wheels as usual. I then went to the soldiers to take a break. Normally, the assistant should have been on hand to check the carriage's axles, as my legs are not taking the long kneeling on the ground very well anymore. Before I could return, however, the horses had already bolted," the older man explained tremulously, before pressing his forehead anxiously against the stony ground once again.

Snorting with rage, Bakugou glanced over his shoulder to have Kirishima confirm the coachman's statement. The latter nodded after a moment as he recalled the arrival at the rest stop in his memories. "That's right. I can confirm that the carriage had been secured by the gentleman before I joined you."

"What about the assistant?" continued Bakugou, after turning back to the old man. The latter thought for a moment before quivering his voice in reply, "I haven't seen him again after the incident. I was busy securing the captured horses. Actually, it would be his job to help me with that." Bakugou and Kirishima then fell silent for a moment as they processed what had been said. "Describe the boy to us so we can have someone look for him!" the red-haired samurai echoed in a calm voice as he took a step closer to his master.

"H-he is quite a small fellow, almost petite, and doesn't stand out much because of it. However, he is quick and skilled, which is why I hired him on short notice after you quickly ordered more people to join the convoy. At first I thought he was a girl because of his soft features and big eyes. He always wears a cap, so I don't know what color his hair is, but his irises are the color of honey," the coachman described gesturing before continuing timidly, "I-I just pulled this out of the hind leg of one of the horses, though, which had dragged its leg a bit behind it," the kneeling man stammered before pulling an object out of his pocket and holding it up with trembling hands. Silence spread among those present as they looked at a small distinctive throwing knife. Blood had dried on the tip, which probably came from the injured horse. With a serious expression, the Shogun took the small weapon from his subordinate's hand and examined it insistently before giving him an appraising look, "Did you observe anything else?" The coachman then shook his head vehemently before replying, "No, Your Grace. Forgive me!"

Vigilantly, Bakugou watched his counterpart's every emotion before finally turning away from the older man, "You may go. See that the horses are supervised throughout. If something like this happens again on your watch, you will have operated a carriage for the last time," Bakugou threatened dangerously calm as he finally dismissed him. The shogun waited as his subordinate gratefully departed before giving Kirishima a meaningful look. "The samurai who was supposed to guard the carriage was found dead a little deeper in the forest. He was found with a stab wound just above the throat. Normally we probably would have had trouble finding the body, but one of the escaped horses was found there and happened to blow the cover. For one thing, to kill a samurai in this manner, the person would have had to have been somewhat smaller and quite agile to be able to stab upward so precisely past the throat guard. Also, the person would have had to get close enough to him first without arousing direct suspicion. The assistant is small and inconspicuous and, moreover, can no longer be found. We should keep this in mind. Judging from the forging of the knife, one of Shigaraki's assassins has sneaked in among the servants and is trying to make the attack look like an accident for the time being so that he can disappear into the chaos afterwards. I will have the servant searched to verify this assumption," the red-haired samurai concluded quietly as he let his gaze roam over the soldiers and servants. "We must still assume that the assassin remains in the vicinity to make sure that his mission has been accomplished. There may be others lurking among us as well. On the other hand, the assassination attempt was quite messy. Shigaraki seemed to have wanted us to know he is behind all of this. Otherwise there would be no evidence like the knife that was found, but that doesn’t mean that there would be no other attempt. We need to get my wife out of here as quickly as possible and then figure out how to proceed," Bakugou decided grimly as he looked thoughtfully over at (Y/N), who was guarded away from the convoy by four of his samurai. "The carts are slowing us down too much and making sure she'll be an easy target now after the cover that her carriage had provided is gone..." he muttered more to himself before turning back to Kirishima. "Get the fastest horses ready! You will take her with Kaminari, Shinsou, Koda, and Shoji to the next town. There, you are to rent smallest inn as possible that can be easily supervised and wait for us. From there we will discuss our further procedure!", the Shogun ordered after a short moment. Kirishima nodded resolutely and beat his fists demonstratively against each other in front of his chest. "You can count on me! I'll make sure nothing happens to her!", the red-haired samurai confidently proclaimed before turning to get the horses ready.

The shogun strode purposefully towards the group guarding his wife. Once there, he turned to Kaminari and pointed to Kirishima who was hurrying in the opposite direction. "Follow him and help him get the horses ready! You, Shinsou, Koda, and Shoji will ride ahead with him to get my wife away from here," Bakugou ordered before walking past him. Without asking further, the straw-blond young man nodded before going on his way. Surprised, (Y/N) stared up at her husband as the shogun walked up to her without further ado and leaned down to her. "Come, Kirishima will take you away from here!" repeated Bakugou curtly before lifting his wife, without hesitation in his arms to move her away faster. Inhaling sharply, the young woman sought a hold on her husband's shoulders as she looked up into his face in alarm. "W-what about you?" she asked quietly, while she cast a quick glance over his shoulder to glance uncertainly at the rest of the guards, who followed them silently.

"I'll take control of the convoy here with the rest of my men and catch up with you later," he replied after lowering his gaze to her for a moment. Her fingers tightened on his shoulders as she blinked at him from under her lashes. For a brief moment, she was silent as she weighed whether to speak her thoughts freely. "... Isn't that dangerous? What if you're attacked?", she finally asked with concern, but Bakugou only snorted derisively in response before shifting her weight in his arms. "Shouldn't you be more worried that you'll be attacked?", he growled resolutely before pausing briefly and clearing his throat: " Which you don't have to. Your guards are capable of protecting you!", he added harshly, as if he awkwardly tried calm her after his statement. Before (Y/N) could say anything in reply, the clacking of hooves sounded behind them. The young shogun turned to the small group of samurai, who approached them with brisk steps before nodding to Kirishima. When the young lady caught sight of the horses, she turned again to her husband in alarm. She faltered briefly as she realized what she was about to reveal, but she shook her head in embarrassment as her husband lowered her to the ground, before attempting to lift her onto one of the horses a moment later. She gently tapped her fingers against Bakugou's upper arm to get his attention before quietly clearing her throat, "I'm sorry, but I never learned to ride," she murmured softly. The Shogun rolled his chimney red eyes before pressing his heavy hands to her waist right under her ribs. "You're riding with Kirishima!" he countered as said man stepped closer towards the couple, giving his ladyship an encouraging smile.

Before (Y/N) knew it, she was jerkily put on astride the huge warhorse on which Kirishima usually sat alone. When the mighty beast beneath her began to shift its weight, the young woman clung awkwardly to the animal's neck, which pawed unimpressed with one of its hooves. Only when she felt Kirishima sit down behind her and grab the reins around her body, she began to had the feeling not to fall down at any moment. Only then did she dare to take her attention off the huge colossus and look over to Bakugou one last time. The latter returned her gaze grimly before tapping Kirishima's forearm dismissively and stepping back. "See you later!" the redhead announced with a confident smile on his lips before putting his spurs to his horse. Immediately, his companions did the same, each covering one unprotected flank of Kirishima to offer them as much protection as possible through this formation. (Y/N) had no time to turn around to the clearing. She was too busy wishing she would not fall down breaking her neck at the speed. With cramping fingers, she held onto the saddle while pressing her thighs against the horse's rump. "Don't worry, milady! Just try to match the horse's movement. Otherwise, your legs will cramp after a short while!", shouted Kirishima past the whirring wind after interpreting her stiff posture. “You are going to be safe, promise!”, he added before he whistled to spurr his horse even faster after that, while leaning forward a bit to defy the wind. The cool metal and leather of his armor pressed against (Y/N)'s back as she tried to match him. It was strange not to be near her own husband and be in the presence of another, but the thought fled right back out of her mind as she anxiously began to ponder what lay ahead of them, as well as behind of them.

Again, she asked herself how she could steel herself against all that was to come? But she was certain that no matter what would happen, she had to keep trying not to float uncontrollably in the air like a feather in the storm. She was aware that her journey only had begun, but she didn't want to lose hope even if doubts will plague her constantly. (Y/N) was going to grow into her role, to gain Bakugous respect and trust. At this point, she didn't know if love wasn't too ambitious a goal, but this... this she wanted to achieve by all means and for that she had to stop playing pretend and needed to begin to grow.

#bakugo #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x female reader #bakugou x reader #mha #bnha

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smashboxgirl26 · 3 years ago

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Hey! I know you have a lot of wips, so would you mind telling what you've been writing recently and stuff?

I'm just curious because I love your writing and I wanna see what you'll be posting soon :)

OMYGOSH OFCCC AND TYSMM FOR THE COMPLIMENT LITERALLY THATS SO SWEET BROO <333

okay so it's kinda a lot (ik shoot me), but bear with me k?

Hidden in the Sand (b.k. x reader) ~to be perhaps posted in may?? -> He'd gotten what he wanted, but perhaps it wasn't what he needed. (AKA - a mermaid! reader x prohero! bakugou au, filled with unrequited romance and childhood regrets, angst and memories, and the ocean <3)

Have Your Cake (and Eat it too) (b.k. x reader) ~posted by october -> Dammit he was an asshole, but why'd he have to look so goddamn good? (AKA - my take on the tattoo/florist shop au! except its not bc i'm special hehe a bakery owner! reader x tattoo artist! bakguou au, with a shit ton of drama (bc save ur tears wasn't enough), enemies to lovers, and a lott of cute moments

Wounded Crown (dabi x reader) ~idk when bruh -> He'd taken your kingdom, your family, and your crown - you weren't going to let him add you to that list. (AKA - that one fictober oneshot i never posted bc im lazy :/ - a conquerer! dabi x princess! reader, filled with angst and violence, and perhaps a sliver of love by the end)

[UNTITLED] (b.k. x reader) ~idk -> He knew that you weren't his, and he knew he already had someone. But how could he resist the forces pulling you together? (AKA - a married! prohero! bakugou x married! prohero! reader, with a lot of angst obviously, cheating and infidelity, and perhaps a happy ending)

[UNTITLED] (b.k x reader) ~idk -> Meeting the person you're destined to be with, on a boat destined to sink. (AKA THE TITANIC AU REMEMBER THAT - a middle class! bakugou x aristocratic! reader, with angst <3)

[UNTITLED] (b.k. x reader x k.e.) ~idk man stop pressuring me -> When he found you, he'd never expected the cold, beatup-looking girl to have such a past, especially not when it affected their future. (AKA a canon plot-following story with my own twists :)) - a kirishima x [REDACTED]! reader x bakugou, filled with a bunch of angst and secrets, perhaps some redemption arcs, and maybe a good ending)

YUHHHH THATS ABOUT IT GUYS

AND THEN THERES ALSO LIKE VENGEANCE, SAVE UR TEARS, SYMPHONY, AND DRAGON BLOOD OFC (PLUS ANOTHER ON WATTPAD) SO AS U CAN SEE I'VE BEEN BUSY LOLL

ofc these are all subject to change if i realize a plotline doesn't fit properly like it does in my head so keep that in mind if something never gets posted, tyyy

#keke.asks #keke.talks #THIS WAS A BIG BOI GODDAMN #i dont think i even realized how much shit was floating around in my head 24/7 so honestly this was good #TYY ANONNIE WHO SENT THE ASK <333 #muah

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suckjasmins · 4 years ago

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The love story, Bakugou x reader

A/n i've decided to start writing a fic, it will me a bakugou katsuki x reader, fantasy au, they both are going to be in a tribe and the fic will be about bakugou and how he's competing for Y/n's love (not really but well) the story will also be on wattpad, same username lol lets just get started right??

Pairings: Bakugou x reader

Tags: fluff, angst, romance(?), ligh smut in later chapters

word count: 1054 words

Chapter: 1/??

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The horn blew through the whole village. Waking anyone who wasn't already awake. The horns purpose was to signal when the mating season had started. Everyone now knew that the festival would start in about an hour, they would then blow the horn again. Each mating season started with a party, it was a chance to relax and to have fun. The season could be very stressful, and filled with excitement, sexual excitement. Right after the mating season came the actually mating part. The mating season included competitions with the alphas, although it wasn't the typical alpha and omega thing. A few betas would join too but omegas never joined. Alphas is just what the tribe described the warriors as. They also hunted the most, and protected the tribe from outside dangers. Betas was the 'fixers' of the village, they were more neutral and mostly fixed everyones problems. They also harvested berries and simpler things. The omegas, was the babysitters, the moms of the tribe. But just because of the titles, doesn't mean they controlled anyone. Everyone chose what they wanted to be.

You woke up, early as always, ready for the day to begin when you heard the horn. You had completely forgotten about the mating season. The only think you thought of was that the alphas was back. They had been on, one of the longest hunt, and the mating season had been pushed back. Almost all of the betas had also been with them. Running down to the centre of the village, you spotted the alphas back. Being the same age as them, you all played together as children, meaning you were friends with them. The first alpha you spotted was Mina, throwing yourself at her, you nearly toppled both of you to the ground.

"Y/n! I've missed you! How have you been?" Mina hugged you as she asked her questions. She held your hands while looking around. "Are you excited for the mating season?" she wiggled her eyebrows.

"I don't know... maybe?" you carefully asked, watching her reaction.

Before she could respond, strong arms hugged you from behind. You burst out in laughter, already knowing who it was.

"Eijirooo! Stop! You'er crushing me!" Turning around, you met Kirishimas eyes. You both smiled and laughed, missing each other. After all, you both were best friends while being kids. After talking for a few minutes, you both moved on to other business. Him having to help move the big load of deer and bear, you wanting to meet the others.

As you went on to search for the others, you saw him. Bakugou Katsuki stood out like a sore thumb, talking to a few of the more 'important' people. He stood and gloated, a pridefull smirk plastered on his face. Accepting and not thanking anyone for the compliments he got. When he turned around, you noticed he was hurt, his arm looked to be broken. It hung around his neck with the help of a cloth. When you looked up, you realized he was staring at you and had caught you staring at him. You slightly blushed and he only smirked. You walked forward, and only glanced at his eyes now and then. It was strange between you two, you played together while being children. There was also a period of time, you both were really close, but then he stopped being with you. You never knew why, but you stopped questioning it a while ago.

Finally you stood in front of him, you looked up and softly smiled at him. He had a little smirk but otherwise looked disinterested. He was a few inches taller than you, he had a thick fur covering his shoulder. But otherwise he wore nothing else then pants, he also had a necklace with teeth hanging on it. A few more teeth decorated it than last time.

"So... Hi Bakugou" for some reason, he was the only one out of your friends you called by their last name. Did he even consider you as his friend? "I heard the hunt went well.. and.. how are you?" you softly chuckled. He only stared down at you, he finally opened his mouth to say something when-

BEEEEEP , (a/n the horn is supposed to sound like a foghorn?? i dont know how to describe it lol)

He simply closed his mouth and looked at the little scene to the right, well his left, your right. At the scene stood the tribe leader, Bakugou Mitsuki. She waited for everyone to be silent and then cleared her throat.

"Everyone! We'er finally back from the hunt! We now have food for the rest of the year! Now I know the mating season has been pushed back... but it has finally begun! Let us start the festival!"

Mitsukis voice boomed over the crowd, as she finished her short speech, the crowd let out a roar of excitement. After that music had started and people broke out dancing. You glanced at Bakugou again and blushed. He simply stared at you, his eyes staring into your own. He was a lot closer than you remembered, and you could smell him. He smelled like, a fire camp and of blood. Surprisingly it doesn't disgust you, it was kinda comforting. Bakugou opened his mouth to speak when Denki and Kyoto wandered over to you two.

"Yoo! Y/n! How's it going?" Denki laughed and smiled, his arm dangled over Kyotos shoulders. She blushed slightly and smiled at you.

"You guys look happy... why?" you smiled smugly at her, waiting for the answer. But you already knew the answer. The couple had pinned after each other the whole year, so it was no suprise.

"Well.. you see-" Kyoto started.

"I'm going to compete for Kyoto!" Denki happily slurred, pulling Kyoto to him and giving her a light kiss on her cheek. Kyoto burst out blushing, yelling at Denki, hitting his shoulder while he hugged her.

"I'm so happy for you guys!" You laughed and hugged them both. You didn't notice Bakugous sour expression when you hugged Denki. Looking at them, you noticed that Kyoto was a blushing mess, and Denki was a drunk mess, except he hadn't drank anything.

a/n sooo firts chapterrr, a bit nervous because im gonna try to make this a long ass ficc lol

#prince bakugou katsuki #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou x you #bakugouprince #lightomegaverse #fantasay au #bakugou smut #mha smut #bnha #bnha eijiro kirishima #bnha mina #kaminari #kyoto #bakusquad

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rinarecommends · 5 years ago

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Talented Ass Writers: Tumblr (1)

Talented Ass Writers.

As the fan-fiction connoisseur that I am, I see it only fitting that my first official post be a shout out to all the great writers that I’ve discovered, befriended, and thoroughly enjoyed since my arrival on the holy ground that is tumblr.

Now. I’m 22 years old, and I’ve read a lot of fan-fiction in my days, guys, so I’d like to think I know good quality material when I read it. I’ve even dabbled in the writing aspect of it, but we aren’t going to talk about that. I’m more of a reader than a writer, at least when creative writing is concerned. I have ideas, but I can never think them through to where I want them to end up, so alas, I read others works and immerse myself in worlds inside worlds.

For the past year or so, I’ve been heavy into the BNHA fandom, hence the name on my blog. My favorite character is Bakugou Katsuki. As if that wasn’t obvious, but I’m a fan-girl at heart, so I read on multiple platforms including: wattpad, quotev, ffnet, AO3, obscure websites that exist, and of course tumblr, and in this post and the parts that will come later, I will mention lots of authors from different platforms that I think people should know about, in my humble opinion.

I mainly read reader inserts or fics with OC’s, but I’m not going to say that there won’t be some character x character action because in the past, I’ve read plenty of those for several fandoms.

Without Further Ado, Welcome to My “Talented Ass Writers” List, or at least the first part of a yet to be determined number.

* denotes that the fic is NSFW

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@kingexpl0sionmurder - I had to start this list off with my main girl. Steff is not only a talented ass writer, but she’s also a great person and one of my close friends! She currently only has stories for BNHA characters including: Shinsou, Kaminari, Sero, and Todoroki. She writes NSFW and SFW, but she is a 18+ blog.

One of My Favorites: Missed Connection *

@pleasantanathema - This blog is strictly 18+ NSFW content, so this one is for all my deviants, like myself. She writes smut beautifully, and her writing is just amazing. I once requested her to write Jealous!Bakugou, and she delivered. She writes for Haikyuu and BNHA, so pick your poison, and I just want to add that she may or may not be one of the reasons that I thirst, occasionally, over Endeavor.

One of My Favorites: Encounter Series *

@ttetsuro - skyyyyyy! She’s so good!! You may have read her iconic hoof piece on her previous blog! She’s posted a couple of stories on this new blog, and she’s really great at writing! She’s also a genuine ass person, and one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met.

One of My Favorites: Backseat*

@bratwritings - Nat is super talented. Her blog is 18+. She has great creativity, and she is very descriptive in her writing. She writes for BNHA, and the characters she’s wrote for, I think she’s captured them very well!

One of My Favorites: Keeping it Professional*

@bakublossom - I recently discovered her blog! She does regular writings, but I discovered her with her SMAU! Her SMAU & fics are so good!

One of My Favorites: Apartment 204

@lady-bakuhoe - this list is far from complete, but I wanted to go ahead & put Jo on here. If you like to read Fanfiction, I’m sure you’ve stumbled upon one of Jo’s fics. SHE HAS SO MANY GOOOD ONES. I love her writing so much. She has a way with words, and I read a lot, honestly one of the best. She’s not currently writing, but I would definitely recommend checking out her stuff here or on AO3. 18+ only though.

One of My Favorites: I cant pick one. Literally read any of them.

@ikinabi - Red!! The Kiri Stan who made me also kinda thirst for Kirishima! She writes beautifully. I adore her as a writer & as a person! You won’t regret checking her out, especially if you live for kiri & his unbreakable form! 18+.

One of My Favorites: Power*

@gallickingun - Morgan not only writes for my angry boy baku, but she’s also writes (wrote?) for my asshole prince of all Saiyans that I love so dearly, and she’s good at it. That’s why she’s on the list, obviously. She writes smut, spice, fluff, ANGST (I’m still mad about that ending MORGAN 😂) & she does it beautifully. She’s also a really chill person, and you won’t regret checking her out. 18+

One of My Favorites: please, I beg of you.*

@league-of-thots - Jay’s blog is 18+, and she writes for several characters, including Hawks and Natsuo. She’s really good at smut, which I believe is slowly becoming a prerequisite for this list, and her writing, the not smutty parts, is also superb. She also throws in some kinks, and We all secretly like the kinky stuff, you can admit it to me.

One of My Favorites: How Much I Love You*

@rivendell101 - I feel like I keep saying things like “she’s so good,” but they wouldn’t be on this list if they weren’t good. I’m not normally into threesomes, okay, but after reading the way she wrote her todoxreaderxbaku ... I had a change of heart. Her fic is really well done, and I can’t wait to read more of her stuff! 18+.

One of My Favorites: Some like it Hot*

@ichor-and-symbiosis - Don’t get me wrong. I love my heroes, but this is one of my fave villain blogs, specifically Shigaraki. She totally writes for other characters including Heroes and other Villains, but she captures Tomura so well, and she has so many fics! If you want some five finger death punch, AKA Shigaraki, in your life, I would definitely check this blog out! 18+.

One of My Favorites: Mine*

@bnhabadass - Nora’s tumblr name fits her so well because she’s definitely a badass! She writes for a lot of BNHA characters, and her writing is really good! I’ve read some of her work, and I plan on reading more because I haven’t been disappointed yet! 18+.

One of My Favorites: Behind Tent Walls*

@burnedbyshoto - Lyssa! The Todoroki stan of Todoroki stans. She captures Shouto so well in her writing, and I’ve thoroughly enjoyed all of the fics that I’ve read by her. If you love a certain icy hot bastard, I think you’ll like her blog! 18+.

One of My Favorites: House-sitting and Concupiscence*

@cutesuki--bakugou - Sarah is so talented. She writes, obviosuly, but she also DRAWS, and in this house, we stan multi-talented queens. She drew me MMA bakugou, and I will forever be indebted to her, but that’s not why she’s on this list. She’s on here because she’s super great at writing, especially for Baku. She also has great xOC content, but she does xReader as well! 18+.

One of My Favorites: Frigid*

@todourouki - Despite the name, this blog writes for BNHA and Haikyuu! I am partial to the BNHA fandom because it has my angry boy in it, but I do like the Haikyuu fandom, and I feel like it’s growing very rapidly recently. I love this blog’s writing style, and the smut is great! 18+.

One of My Favorites: Studying, but make it Nude*

@ladyexplosionmurder - I’m sorry, but if you write good bakugou stories, you’ll probably end up on this list, or one of my future lists, and this blog writes good bakugou! They don’t have many stories yet, but I’ve really enjoyed what I’ve read so far. This is definitely a blog to watch!

One of My Favorites: Riled Up

@tomurasprincess - Mari writes more darker stuff, but she does it WELL. If you’re into Yandere and things that come with that, I highly suggest checking out her blog! You won’t regret it. 18+.

One of My Favorites: Explosive Consequences*

@hisoknen - Raph also dabbles in the dark arts of the BNHA Fandom, but she also does it beautifully. I highly recommend her as well. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed all of the fics that I’ve read that were written by her. I suggest checking this blog out. 18+.

One of My Favorites: Looking for Trouble*

@mrs-takami-keigo - Ari is a great person whom I connect on with love for an angry explosion boy and makeup and other things, and she’s also.... a great writer! I enjoy reading her fics, and I think others will as well. You should def check her out. 18+

One of My Favorites: Mesmerize*

Part 2 of the list is here

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kookie-doughs · 4 years ago

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If it is striked it isn’t published yet :) Do take note that I am very bad at writing and be warned. So you wouldn’t be surprised of my… synopsis My story my rules

I hope you’ll refer to my pinned post in case of tagging or requesting :)

ONE SHOT AILSE

A multi-fandom one shot collection I write. I’m not sure if they’re good but I really want to try writing one-shots aight lezgo

OC FIC AILSE

A collection of my OC fics probably going to be xReaders. I hope you’ll enjoy them and IDK. Meet them Here and Here !!!

Beta Tester

Haikyuu!! Fanfiction Kozume Kenma X Reader Social Media AU; Written -Y/N L/N is a popular mangaka.

Status: Completed;

Published On: January 14, 2021 - April 25, 2021

My setter

Haikyuu Fanfiction Kenma Kozume X Reader Social Media AU; Written -Initially published in Wattpad as: Red Flag Y/N’s life revolved in volleyball with her being related to some of the biggest volleyball players. Not only that but, everyone she’s related with happens to be setters. Unfortunately she wasn’t blessed with a setter’s precision… but with a spiker’s power.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Let Me Try Acting

Haikyuu Fanfiction Lev Haiba X Reader Social Media AU; Written -Actress Y/N L/N seen out with model Lev Haiba!

Status: Completed;

Published On: January 26, 2021 - July 1, 2021;

Can I Meet Her?

Haikyuu Fanfiction Kuroo Tetsuro X Reader Social Media AU; Written -The biggest faceless streamer SandOnMyToes finally plays with Kodzuken.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Your Voice

Haikyuu Fanfiction Oikawa Tooru X Reader Social Media AU; Written; Soulmate AU -In a world where only a few people has a soulmate, and they are burdened with a disability until they meet their other half.

Status: Completed;

Published On: July 11, 2021 - March 11, 2023;

Happy Meal

Boku No Hero Fanfiction Hawks / Keigo Takami X Reader Written; Social Media AU;

-As a young mother Y/N had no idea what to do when the number 2 hero had taken the last happy meal that her son so desperately want.

Status: Completed;

Published On: May 9, 2021 - July 10, 2023;

Maybe Hero

Boku No Hero Fanfiction Hawks / Keigo Takami X Reader Social Media AU; Written -Y/N L/N a UA’s 1st year Department of Support was mistaken by the No. 2 hero as a hero.

Warning: Age-gap UwU

Status: On going; Uploads: Wednesday;

Published On: Oct 18, 2023

Forbidden

Boku No Hero Fanfiction Shota Aizawa X Reader Social Media AU; Soulmate AU; Written -When either of the couple reach the age of 18 you receive a soulmate indicator, and to your family’s surprise you get yours at the age of 4.

Warning: Age-gap UwU

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Thoughts

Boku No Hero Fanfiction Shigaraki Tomura X Reader Written; Social Media AU; -Working at the cafe meant you had to interact with a lot of people. Which made controlling your quirk harder.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Heat

Boku No Hero Fanfiction Katsuki Bakugou X Reader X Eijiro Kirishima Social Media AU; ABO AU; Written -A dangerous power had been given to Y/N L/N. The power to control all there is to control in the secondary genders.

Warning: Poly; Sexual Themes(?) UwU

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Marked

Attack On Titan Fanfiction Levi Ackerman X Reader ABO AU; Soulmate AU(?); Written -The whole world went in panic when THE Levi Ackerman, the most renowned alpha was marked by an unknown omega.

Warning: Sexual Themes(?) UwU

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

A Fight Worth Dying For

Attack On Titan Fanfiction Levi Ackerman X Reader Written -Scouting Legion had always risked their lives for Eren the moment he came to being “Humanity’s hope”. Everyone. Everyone but one person.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Hospital Visit

One Piece Fanfiction Tralfagar D Water Law X Reader Modern AU; Social Media AU; Written -Having been severely injured Y/N had to visit the hospital.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Again And Again

One Piece Fanfiction Portgas D Ace X Reader Written; -Amatsuki Y/N decided to stay in the future without her sister upon meeting a friend’s son.

Status: Completed

Published On: August 4, 2023 - December 9, 2023

Beauty And The Beast

One Piece Fanfiction Charlotte Katakuri X Reader Written; -Aspiring to be part of the WCI 31, Y/N pursued her dreams

Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Evermore

One Piece Fanfiction Dracule Mihawk X Reader Written; -Your evermore with Mihawk is a story to be told

Status: Ongoing; Uploads: Friday

Published On: January 26, 2024;

Daddy Cupid

One Piece Fanfiction Various Male X Reader Modern AU; Written; -When your father grows weary of your single life, he takes it upon himself to play matchmaker. With him knowing the entire city, he embarks on a mission to find you the perfect match.

Status: Ongoing; Uploads: Monday

Published On: October 9, 2023;

That One Pirate

One Piece Fanfiction Supernova Trio (Monkey D Luffy; Trafalgar D Water Law; Eustass Kid) X Reader Written -It was known that Big Mom marries her children for deals.

Warning: Poly UwU

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

His Haven

Death Note Fanfiction L Lawliet X Reader Written; Soulmate AU; -She was his haven. She was the only one. His only one. The one person to carry his name.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

God

One Punch Man Fanfiction Flashy Flash X Zombie Man X Watchdog Man X Reader Written; Social Media AU;

-A warning came. That a 22 year old unemployed woman from Z-City would cause the first God Disaster Level.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Who Are You?

Jujutsu Kaisen Fanfiction Fushiguro Megumi X Reader Social Media AU; Written -Wasuke Itadori had adopted a child. YN LN was Yuuji’s aunt… despite him being only a year younger.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Cursed

Jujutsu Kaisen Fanfiction Ryomen Sukuna X Reader Written; Social Media AU -With the curses awakening due to Sukuna’s revival, something else had awoken.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

The Rumored Shaman

Jujutsu Kaisen Fanfiction Gojo Satoru X Reader Written; Social Media AU -Rumor has it that there’s a powerful special grade sorcerer, second only to Gojo Satoru. Y/N, no one knows much about her, except one person, her dear husband who happens to be Gojo Satoru. But no one needs to know that.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Look At Me

Jujutsu Kaisen Fanfiction Gojo Satoru X Reader Soulmate AU; Written; Social Media AU;

-You can’t see the color of whatever your soulmate’s eyes’ color is until you’ve locked eyes. And you’ve never had the chance to appreciate the beauty of skies and sea.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Buy One Take One

Mairimashita! Iruma-Kun Fanfiction Alice Asmodeus X Reader Written; Social Media AU -Suzuki Iruma and his sister was sold to a demon… Well Iruma was, Sukzuki YN, his sister, just couldn’t leave his disaster of a brother alone. So the lucky demon got a buy-one-take-one promo.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Not So Bad

Ore Monogatari Fanfiction Sunakawa Makoto X Reader Written; Social Media AU -Y/N L/N tends to like people who others call “ugly” and Gouda Takeo fits right in her types.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

My Hero

Solo Leveling Fanfiction Sung Jin-Woo X Reader Written; Social Media AU -Hunter Sung Jin-Woo saved a girl. She fell in love with him.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Memories

The Beginning After The End Fanfiction Arthur Leywin X Reader Written; -Arthur knew her the moment he saw her. He knew it was her, his late wife in the past life. It was N/N, But that wasn’t… right. She wasn’t her, she was Y/N.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Well Then I’m Superman

Marvel Fanfiction Peter Parker X Reader Written -Peter Parker mistakenly confessed he was Spiderman only to be made fun of. Now he wants to subtly prove it.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Who’s Who?

Harry Potter Fanfiction George Weasley X Reader X Fred Weasley Written -Y/N L/N accidentally confesses to the wrong Weasley twin.

Warning: Poly UwU

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

My Bad

Harry Potter Fanfiction George Weasley X Reader Written -In which Y/N L/N mistakenly called George “Fred” and never had she gotten away from it.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Mudblood

Harry Potter Fanfiction Draco Malfoy X Reader Written -Y/N L/N is a muggle-born. And a certain bleach-blond baby decided their father deserves to hear about you.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Dear Diary

Harry Potter Fanfiction Tom Riddle X Reader Written -A family heirloom passed down to your family comes to you. Entasked to protect and never open, curiosity has bested the cat.

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

What’s Wrong With The Slytherins?

Harry Potter Fanfiction Slytherin Gang (Mattheo Riddle, Tom Riddle, Draco Malfoy, Lorenzo Beckshire, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini) X Reader Social Media AU; Written -Y/N L/N accidentally gets invited in a group chat.

Warning: Poly UwU

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

The Attention

Harry Potter Fanfiction Slytherin Gang (Mattheo Riddle, Tom Riddle, Regulus Black, Serverus Snape) X Reader Written -What is.it about you that garners their attention.

Warning: Possibly Poly UwU

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Eyes Of The Heir

Harry Potter Fanfiction Riddles Brothers (Mattheo Riddle, Tom Riddle) X Reader Written -One is feared the other adored. Yet neither of them can seem to get your attention.

Warning: Possibly Poly UwU

Status: Draft; Uploads: Unknown

Published On: Not Yet;

Y/N L/N And The Halfbloods

Percy Jackson Fanfiction Percy Jackson X Reader Written

Book 1;

Published On: January 13, 2021 - June 27, 2021;

Book 2;

Published on: July 10, 2022

Book 3; Book 4; Book 5

-Initially published in Wattpad: Y/N L/N And The Halfbloods I lost the other books and I only have book 3, 4 and 5 left :) At the age of 12 Y/N L/N’s life changed drastically.

Status: Ongoing; Uploads: No Specific Schedule :(

If anyone wants to request uhm… you should do the thing in my dash… yeah. I could publish them if requested. But if not I would finish the ones I currently have first before publishing another…

#UwU #Masterlist #all of my stories #I write stuff #if you want to be added to a tagllist please look at my pinned post UwU #pls do refer to my pinned post #i am here to ruin fandoms uwu #I write fics that no one asked for #idfk i write fanfics of whatever i fucking read bruh #leik as long as i think that mans cute i got fanfics in my head #som r so bad iion evn thnk i should pst it

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yeonjunsgoodgirl · 4 years ago

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Eclipse

Chapter one: at first sight

Tamaki Amajiki x reader

Attention: this isn't a one-shot, but a story with chapters. I'll post one chapter every week!

You can also find this story on wattpad.

«GET OUT OF MY WAY, YOU BASTARD HALF AND HALF! PISS OFF!»

Y/N turned, her right eyebrow arched while was looking at her friend. «What do you want, Bakugou?»

«I wasn't speaking with you, but with Shoto!» he screamed again, looking almost possessed.

She grabbed her twin by the sleeve of his uniform, pulling him aside to let the blonde boy pass by and enter the class first.

«Remind me how did you become his friend?» Shoto asked with his usually serious expression.

«Don't ask. I don't know either.» she just answered, entering the class.

She took her seat, which was not so far from Shoto's at the bottom of the class. She was just like her twin, at least physically: hair half white and half red, an eye light blue and the other one brown, but without the big scar on her left eye. However she had a little one on her right cheekbone. It happened when she tried to help her brother the day their mother threw the boiling hot water to him. Some of that splashed, hitting her and leaving that little scar.

She was a little bit shorter than Shoto, maybe around 5'6". But their personality was different; Y/N used to show her emotions, her feelings unlike her brother. She didn't care about their father, or better, she couldn't stand him due to his behavior, nevertheless she wasn't moved by grudge and anger like Shoto. She just used not to consider Endeavor.

«You should be more talkative and make some friends in this class...» she whispered, looking at her brother. Shoto hadn't integrate himself with the rest of the class yet. He preferred always stay aside and usually alone. The same was for Y/N at the beginning of the school, not wanting to leave her twin alone, but day by day, she'd become friend with Jirou and Mina, then with Kirishima, who introduced her to Bakugou and Kaminari, but Shoto kept going to be alone. Such a stubborn brother sometimes.

«I don't care.» he just answered, making her snort.

Y/N didn't care about what Endeavor did to her, but she kind hated him into her heart's depths to what he did to Shoto. She hated him because her twin lost his happiness, never being able to get back what he had lost in his childhood. He was like an adult into a teenager boy.

«Get your hero costumes. We'll meet at Ground Beta.» said professor Aizawa, catching their attention. «Today, training.»

Y/N stood up, catching the small suitcase containing her hero costume. It was different from Shoto's. Her costume wasn't planned considering just the ice quirk. She had red shorts, comfortable and fireproof, black long boots –till half thigh-, a red crop top and a black short-sleeved jacket.

«Hey Y/N!» Mina called her with energy as always. «Wanna team up if we'll do a team training?!»

Mina has always been kind with her.

«Yeah of course! We're probably going to-» she was cut off, crashing against someone in the hallway towards the exit. Y/N rubbed her forehead for some seconds before looking up to see who's the person she crashed against. In front of her there was a boy, taller than her. His face was a bit covered by the dark purple hair, but she could notice the red on his cheeks and the way his eyes were trying to avoid hers. He was fuckin' cute, but she could bet she had never seen him before; perhaps the boy was a senior.

«I'm so sorry, I had to pay attention-»

«F-forget about i-it...» he quickly said, walking away at a fast pace.

She followed him with her eyes, being a little bit confused, then looking at the boy's friend, still in front of Mina and her. «D-did I say something wrong?» she asked worried.

The boy with blond hair and a tuft upwards smiled politely shaking his head. «No, you didn't. Forgive Tamaki please, he's just too shy to talk with anyone, don't even mention pretty girls...»

«Oh...» she whisper, looking down and shifting foot to foot.

«Don't worry. Anyway, I'm Mirio Togata, nice to meet you.» the boy said, bowing slightly.

She quickly did the same, introducing herself. «I'm Todoroki Y/N. she's my friend Mina.»

«See you around girls, have a nice lesson!» he greeted them, following his friend, disappeared along the hallway by now.

«Pretty~» she said nudging her a little, a naughty smile on her face.

«Which one?» asked Y/N, walking quickly once she realized they were late because of that little 'accident'.

«The one you crashed with!» she exclaimed enthusiastic.

«Yeah...pretty.»

«Tamaki? Hey, Earth to Tamaki!»

Mirio made a little paper ball, throwing it to his friend who was sitting in front of him. The professor wasn't arrived yet, and he absolutely wanted to ask something to Amajiki.

The poor boy jump in fright when the sheet paper hit his head, waking him up from his thoughts. Mirio noticed he was really, really absent during the last lessons' hours. As if he wasn't able to focus.

«What's wrong, Mirio?» he asked quietly.

«You're lost! I mean, you always seem lost, but now you really are!» he said, pointing at him, that smile never left his lips. «What's wrong? You're overthinking!»

«I-I am not...» he whispered, avoiding his gaze.

Mirio knew him very well and he knew there was something on his mind for sure. He was too lost, it wasn't like always, when he seemed not interest in something, this time it seemed more like he was lost because he was interest in something...or someone. Mirio opened his eyes wide, thinking about it: someone.

«Wait! You thinking about Y/N?!» he exclaimed standing up swiftly. Mirio moved from his desk, encircling Tamaki's and stopping in front of him with a huge smile on his lips.

«Who?»

«Y/N! the girl who got against you before!» Mirio clarified, remembering they'd introduced themselves when his friend was gone.

Tamaki seemed lighting up a bit. «Is her name Y/N?»

«Yeah, she's Todoroki's sister. Endeavor's daughter.»

Hearing those words, Tamaki's face became darker. She was Endeavor's daughter...her father was the hero number two in the whole Japan. What kind of possibilities he had?

«Tamaki? Ta-ma-ki!» the blonde guy waved his hands in front of his eyes, trying to waking him up from his paranoias.

«I'm not thinking about Y/N anyway.» he tried to close the discussion quickly, but Mirio wasn't the person who gave up.

«C'mon, just tell me! She's pretty and seems really, really kind.» he smiled. «You've never tried to have a girlfriend, giving up still before even try! C'mon man, just try to become her friend...maybe then you could have the chance to ask her a date!»

«You're going crazy. How am I supposed to do all of this? I'm not comfortable making friends, you know I'm too introvert.»

«And what if she'll do the first move?»

«Then I'll think about it.»

Mirio brusted into a laugh. «You just admitted you were thinking about her.» he said, making his friend become redder and redder for the shame and embarrassment.

Tamaki thought she was just beautiful. She was younger than him, but seemed so mature and 'older' than her classmates. He'd never thought about a girlfriend, actually he'd never taken interesting in them, convincing himself he wouldn't be able to do the first move, thinking about himself as too pathetic and less than what a girl would expect.

Little did he knew how wrong was he.

NEXT CHAPTER NEXT WEEK!

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ninjacupcakelover200 · 5 years ago

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More my Type~!Villain! Izuku Midoriya x reader

Word count: 1162

Description:(Y/n) had been worried about Izuku ever since he left UA. She worried for him every day hoping one day he would pop up and everything would be back to normal back now it's far from it. Izuku does pop up like (Y/n) wishes but she was hoping more for her Izuku for the villain Izuku.

Warnings: Angst

Deku smirked as he walked down a long hallway. At the end of the hallway held his sweet little princess, (Y/n). No one was allowed there, but of course the exception of him. He has been the only person visiting (Y/n) for the past 2 weeks and Izuku could tell it was driving her crazy. He quietly knocked on the door before he grabbed onto the knob the door and pushed his way into the room. Within the room was a bed frame with a mattress on top of it. With a dress off to the side with very few limited chooses of clothing for (Y/n). Deku's smile brighten once he looked to the corner of the room and saw as (Y/n) sat there glaring to the door.

"I don't know why you even knock anymore. You don't wait for me to actually say to come in." she said to him. Izuku chuckled hearing as she said this. "Maybe because I know you're response would be something like got rot in hell." Izuku said as he closed and locked the door behind him. (Y/n) faked a smile to him. "You know me so well." she said to him. Izuku just shook his head and walked over to the corner (Y/n) was sitting in. "Why do you want me to rot in hell, (Y/n)-chan?" Izuku asked her. "Why do you keep me locked up in here?" she asked him back. "Because I love you." he answered her as he towered over her small frame. "Well because I hate you." she said back to him with a smug smirk.

Izuku growled a bit hearing as she said this. He then knelled down in front of her so they were at the same level. "Sticks and stones may break my bones but not your harsh words, (Y/n). Sticks and stones." Izuku said. "Oh well actually last time I check it was actually the quirk you stole from All might that broke your bones." (Y/n) growled to him. Izuku let out a chuckle hearing as she said this. He then quickly used his right hand to firmly grab onto (Y/n)'s chin and make her look at him. "Well you don't have to worry about that anymore, my love." he spoke to her. (Y/n) whimpered a bit feeling as his grip gotten tighter as he held her chin. "I'm not the weak little boy you use to know, (Y/n). In fact I've learned to master One for All." he said to her.

(Y/n) glared to Izuku as he said this. "In fact I've learn how to enhance it. I can even use it better than that so called Symbol of Peace of yours." he said smirking to her. "You want a cookie for that?" she growled out to him. Izuku just shook his head as he glared to her. "I want you to look at me as if I'm a actually human being and not some trash you found on the side walk." Izuku said to her. "You're not trash, Izuku." (Y/n) said to him. Izuku cringed hearing her used the name Izuku but looked to her in her (e/c) colored eyes. "You're a monster!" she shouted to his face.

Izuku just shook his head hearing as she said this. "You tear people apart and slowly torture them and all for what? For your own sick enjoyment? You a sick bastard Midoriya!" (Y/n) said to him. "You don't have any right going by the name of Deku. You barely deserve the name Izuku Midoriya but I guess the police do need some kind of name for when they find you and throw you behind bars." (Y/n) said to him. "ENOUGH!" Izuku yelled to her. His right arm soon wasn't gripping her chin anymore and was soon wrapped firmly around (Y/n) neck. His grip getting tighter and tighter as he cut off her airways. "IT'S LAUGHABLE FOR YOU TO THINK YOU'RE ANY BETTER THAN ME, (Y/N)!" Izuku yelled to her. (Y/n) looked at him in confusion. "IN UA, YOU KNEW KACCHAN LIKED YOU. HELL THE WHOLE CLASS KNEW SINCE THE FIRST FUCKING DAY. YET YOU FOLLOWED AROUND HIS BEST FRIEND LIKE SOME TYPE OF LOST PUPPY! EVEN BECAME IMITATE WITH INNOCENT LITTLE KIRISHIMA BUT WHAT EVERYONE DIDN'T KNOW WAS THAT (Y/N) HAD ALSO SLEPT WITH KATSUKI! DON'T KNOW IF IT WAS OUT OF PITY OR THE FACT THAT YOU ACTUALLY LIKED HIM. SOON LITTLE (Y/N) DIDN'T FEEL SO GOOD.WHICH THAT CAUSED A WHOLE LOT OF PROBLEMS BETWEEN KIRISHIMA AND KACCHAN!" Izuku yelled in her face.

This had brought tears to (Y/n)'s face as her airways were still being blocked off by Izuku. "I wonder if you knew that Katsuki and Kirishima fought over you. In fact several times but of course why would they do this. Well this was because of the fact the little slut (Y/n) didn't know for the father was." Izuku said to her. "Did you know Kacchan wanted little Koru so badly to be his kid that he became depress when the DNA test came back in and Koru turned out to be Kirishima's kid? He got so depress I swear he started cutting for a while." Izuku said this to (Y/n). She started to gasp for air as she clawed at Izuku's hand that was wrapped around her throat. "Fast Forward past UA and little (Y/n) and Kirishima are married and planning on starting a bigger family but of course with the stress of worrying about her little hubby. (Y/n) had miscarriage after miscarriage. Which caused problems in the marriage and Kirishima couldn't handle the stress of being married with you while also being the 3rd Pro Hero but then there's Katsuki Bakugou. The 1st Pro Hero, who could handle all your fucking drama and impregnate you like there's no tomorrow. " Izuku growled to her. "

"You broke Kirishima, (Y/n). If it wasn't for me I'm sure you would have broke Kacchan sooner or later." Izuku said to her with a smirk. (Y/n) growled and used her left hand to slap Izuku across the face as he said this. Izuku quickly let go of (Y/n) throat and held his cheek in pain. "Don't ever try and fucking compare me to you! I'm not a monster. Yes I had my fair share of issues but at least I didn't run away from them and become some villain." she growled to him. "I sat there and handle each and every problem. I didn't break any fucking one. If anything I was then one who got broken in the process." she said to him as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I will tell you this now that I won't ever and I mean EVER look at you as if you're a human being again."

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Hi there guys this is a story you can find on my Wattpad account which is at _holy-water-needed_. The story is called More my Type. Please do be warned that yes it’s a bit of a Katsuki x reader as well but please don’t comment on it. I already have enough comments judging on how I write the story. Okay bye :)

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katsuki-goodness · 5 years ago

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Forgotten (Todoroki x reader) | Part 3

Summary: He helps you but everything is so headache-inducing

Word count: 988

Part 1, Part 2, >Part3<, Part 4

Your eyes flutter open and the image in front of you was the same but one person was missing and a few new ones were standing next to your bed. Their relieved faces told you that they knew you, too, but no memories of them came and now you were worrying even more.

“Hey, Y/n, how are you doing?” One of the males said, his somehow lean body having visible muscles through his hero costume. You didn’t respond back, instead, you continued to look around with fear in your eyes. You felt again, something that you couldn’t explain but you were more scared because there were so many sets of eyes. They all told you different things but you couldn’t act on your guts alone, not like you did with Todoroki. “Y/n?” He asked this time.

“You’re scaring her, Deku,” The brunette said with a worried look on her face. The boy named Deku didn’t say anything else. He looked puzzled, remembering that Todoroki said something about scaring you if they acted too friendly with you.

“I’m sorry, Y/n,” The boy said again. “Let me introduce myself to you, again. I am Izuku Midoriya, but many people call me by my hero name, Deku.” A smile spread on his face, making you softly smile back. The brunette stepped forward with an enthusiastic smile of her own and clapped her hands together.

“Hello, Y/n! I am Ochako Uraraka!” Her smile didn’t fail to brighten you up either. “Ah, this is Katsuki Bakugou, he is part of Todoroki’s father’s agency and one of our friends.” The boy named Katsuki Bakugou scoffed with his eyes looking a bit with a glare. You didn’t feel scared or anything but his energy felt irritated but not at you. His intention of being pissed was more for someone else.

“We are sorry that you can’t remember who we are, and judging from your face, you are worried,” Deku pointed it out very easily and you couldn’t deny it, it was true. Right now, all your emotions were on your sleeve and you didn’t even know how to hide it without feeling anxious. You didn’t know anyone in here but they say you do. Where was Todoroki when you needed him?

As his walk got faster, Todoroki entered the hospital again with his eyes trailing around, trying to find his way back up to your room. He had been called by his father. He questioned his whereabouts when he went looking for you. Of course, Todoroki didn’t lie to him because even if he got in trouble, he couldn’t leave you without finding out you were okay. His father let it slide this time only because the location of the explosion was near the mission he was supposed to be on. It surprised him and his father sent his condolences to you since your mission was supposed to be a group mission, sending you out with another friend, Tenya Iida, who was also caught in the explosion but wasn’t hurt as severely as you. He sent out a group to find the villains so Todoroki was a bit grateful to his dad. He ended up giving a small smile after leaving and now he was at the hospital while the worries came to him when he left you with the three.

He had opened the door to your room when he walked quickly to see you again but no one was there. Your light smile had relaxed him and took the opportunity to come to you and hold your hand once again. “Are you okay?” He questioned you with his voice coming out very softly.

You nodded at him. “Yeah, um, Deku, Uraraka and Bakugou went to talk to the doctor.” As if on cue, Deku came in, smile plastered on his face as he saw Todoroki’s hands covering yours.

“Hey, Todoroki! I talked to the doctor and he said they can let Y/n go home if she is doing okay! He just needs to do some more studies to make sure there are no complications.” Todoroki’s eyes lit up, turning his head to look at you made you blush a bit just witnessing his eyes almost sparkle. You couldn’t help but chuckle from this childish act. It was so endearing and your chuckle made him turn bright red. This was the first you saw him embarrassed in a long time even in this state, your mind began to cycle through the memories, and it only caused your head to hurt again.

“What the hell,” You mentally groaned, scrunching your face into a displeasing one, holding your head in one hand as you bent over as to subdue the pain.

“Y/n?” Todoroki worried voice and gentle grip on you burned your head even more. It felt as if you were gaining those moments you had forgotten but it felt so painful when you thought of one or tried to remember. They went away again because you couldn’t hold onto them all at once and it faded again. All you remembered were names and you were still not sure who's name you just remembered.

“Shouto Todoroki,” You softly said. The aforementioned boy eyes perked up and tried looking at yours but they were still shaded by your hair that had fallen at the side of your face. “Izuku Midoriya, Ochako Uraraka, Katsuki Bakugou, Tenya Iida, Eijiro Kirishima...” Todoroki and Deku’s faces were both surprised. You knew the first few names but knowing Tenya or Kirishima’s names were completely obscure and you continued to name them off too. Their faces changed to smiles as Todoroki held your hands in his.

“Y/n! Y-you remembered our classmates!” Deku exclaimed with his cheesy smile.

“You remembered,” Todoroki said to you.

“I only remember names but I don’t remember anyone’s face,” You responded to him but he only held your hands tighter as his soft smile didn’t fade.

“It’s a start.”

Sorry for the late chapter! I have a paper due and a few drawings too for school so I’ve been busy! That also includes my Wattpad and YouTube stories lol but I hope you all enjoy regardless! The next chapter should move things along and it might be the last one, not sure yet.

#shouto todoroki #todoroki x reader #bnha todoroki #todoroki shouto #bnha #mha

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wolfie-posts · 5 years ago

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Kiss and Run Ch.3

Bakugou Katsuki x Female!Reader

Read Chapter 1 here

Author: @wolfie-posts

Co-Writer: @queenmusicforthoughts

Warning: language

Chapter length: 7k words

Story Summary:

You did it! You were given the opportunity to study at U.A. alongside class 1A to become a pro-hero. Within the next three years, you were gonna learn more about yourself and your special quirk, about friendship, about fighting, winning and losing. The road to your goal is bumpy and steep with a lot of obstacles like villains and an explosive blond boy, who decided to make your life a little harder. Will you finally be able to control your quirk? Will you overcome the problems together with your classmates along the way?

A/N: Hello my dudes! Finally, the wait is over, may I present to you chapter 3! I have put my heart and soul into this and I am really happy about how it turned out. I'm really proud of my baby (my story) and I hope you can enjoy it as much as I do while writing it. A HUGE THANKS to all my beta readers, without them this story would probably not be where it is now. They not only keep my writing in check, but they also motivate me and help me plot! Okay, enough of my rant! Enjoy my dudes :)

AO3

Quotev

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After the quirk assessment test, you were kind of happy that you didn't have any other classes for the rest of the day because, honestly, you were exhausted. You could feel every inch of your body, even muscles you didn't know you had from pushing yourself to the brink. Your limbs were shaking from overstraining but you liked that feeling. It simply showed that you had worked hard and given your best. No pain, no gain, right?

The changing room was filled with loud chatter. Most of the girls were crowding around the black-haired girl, who had known all along, that Aizawa had lied to bring out the best in all of you. They were discussing the different things that had happened, talking about the "explosive blonde guy" Bakugou, who nearly started a fight with the "broccoli boy" Midoriya and other things like their personal accomplishments, scores, and quirks during the testing. You didn't really follow the conversation, you just observed the other girls and picked up some of the things they said while getting undressed. All you could think about was getting out of your sweaty sports uniform and jumping straight into a steaming hot shower.

You quickly took your towel, body wash, shampoo, and conditioner out of your locker and headed to the shower stalls. You were the first one in the shower stalls due to your "antisocial" behavior. It wasn't like you didn't want to talk to the other girls. they all seemed absolutely sweet, but you didn't really know what to say. You didn't even know the names of most of them, so you just decided to keep to yourself and head into the shower while the others were busy talking.

The hot water running down your body helped to loosen up your tight muscles. You felt relaxation replace the tension you had built up throughout the day. A deep sigh left your mouth in relief as the hot water poured over your face, washing away all the stress and thoughts you had, which also muted the voices of your classmates. A feeling of ease spread through your body while you were washing out the shampoo. You turned off the water after you were finished and dried yourself off, tucking the towel around you like a dress before you walked back to your locker.

You took out your school uniform and stuffed the dirty sports clothes into your bag. You had always pictured yourself in those uniforms back in middle school, wondering how they would look on you.

In your imagination, you had seen yourself many times walking through the hallways of U.A. wearing their uniform with your chin tilted up in pride. Wearing that uniform gave you a feeling of accomplishment; it meant being one step closer to your goal of becoming a pro-hero, one step closer to controlling your quirk. It wasn't like those uniforms were ugly or anything- you actually really liked the school uniform from U.A. It consisted of a cute but formal green skirt, fitting green high-knee socks, a white shirt with a red necktie, and a long-sleeved grey jacket.

You noticed that most of the girls wore knee-high socks, except for you and Uraraka, Pink-cheeks being the only girl wearing green tights instead of socks. You just simply stretched the socks out until they were above your knees and instead of wearing those typical brown girly school shoes, you stuck to your comfortable combat boots. As you were tying up your shoelaces, you failed to notice the alien girl walking up towards you.

"Damn, I really needed that shower!" your newfound friend said, opening up the locker next to yours, causing you to jump a bit at the sudden sound of the girl's cheerful voice. You didn't even realize that you had been drifting off into your thoughts up until now. Normally, you were pretty aware of your surroundings, but even though the shower had cleared your head, your mind started to wander back to the happenings from earlier.

"Huh?" you asked even though you knew what the pink girl had said to you. She had just caught you totally off-guard. "Oh.. umm yeah!" you stammered out after catching on to the conversation; you looked up to see Ashido smiling at you while putting back on her uniform.

"Your brain sure seems fried like Kaminari's, after today's training," she laughed at you, making you clutch your chest from the invisible shot she had fired at you before you fulfilled the act with a painful gasp, which made the two of you erupt into laughter.

"Wanna walk home together?" you asked Ashido, swinging your backpack over your shoulder while leaning against your locker. The pink girl was like a fresh breeze of ocean air, her carefree and forward behavior making you immediately feel close to her like you had already known each other for ages. A small smile spread across your lips at the thought of spending the next three years with that sweet weirdo by your side.

"Hell yeah!" she said, quickly gathering her stuff so you wouldn't have to wait on her. After the two of you had picked up the syllabus, you walked home together, chatting about your expectations for the following days at U.A.

It was a cheerful walk home, Ashido was jumping around showing not even the slightest bit of tiredness. She was way too excited for tomorrow to be exhausted, she couldn't wait for class to actually start, for her first real hero lesson.

You sure would get a sore face from all that smiling and laughing, you thought to yourself while eyeing the bright blue sky. Before you parted ways with Ashido, you exchanged phone numbers and arranged to meet up before school from now on, at the same streetcorner, to walk there together. With a quick goodbye hug and a "see ya tomorrow," you separated, strolling the remaining way home alone.

At home, your parents eagerly awaited your arrival; before you could even shut the door they had already surprised you with a loving and excited hug, shooting questions at you about how your first day went.

You loved how involved your parents were in your life, you have always felt at home with them and you never came short on warmth, affection, and love. Getting into U.A. had been your biggest dream, which your parents fully supported even though they never wanted to be heroes themselves.

After changing into some more comfy clothes, you walked back down to meet your parents in the kitchen, seeing your mother hovered over some pans at the stove. The moment you stepped into the kitchen, your nose caught the pleasing smell of spices, an all to familiar smell belonging to your favorite dish.

"It smells amazing mom!" you said, feeling your mouth begin to water.

"I thought you would like to eat your favorite food after such an exciting day," your mom said, smiling at you from over her shoulder. Your dad was already sitting at the laid table and signaled you to have a seat next to him. For the third time today you reviewed the events of the quirk assessment test and told your parents about your different classmates, especially about Ashido, Kirishima, Bakugou, Kaminari, and Midoriya.

“Remember that ungrateful kid I told you about? The one from the entrance exam, who yelled at me for saving his life?” you asked your parents, rolling your eyes at the memory of the incident, getting a nod in response from both of them, which signaled you to go on with your story.

“Turns out he’s one of my classmates now, but that isn’t even the worst part! He is so arrogant I can’t even deal with him, and this morning he almost blew my head off when I walked into class!”

“You want me to beat him up for you sweetie?” your dad asked you in a serious manner. It was such an unnatural statement coming from him, that it made you raise your eyebrows in return.

“We both know that you would break your wrist in the process. If I ever needed one of you to beat someone up, I would definitely call mom for help.” you chuckled, gaining the laughs of both your parents.

“I mean I could easily get into a fight with him, you know? He already gave me plenty of good reasons to do so. For example, he just randomly pushed me to the ground today while I was waiting for my turn at the exercises. He even threatened to kill me! He’s such a jerk!”

“I’m sorry honey, boys at that age can be annoying sometimes, but they'll grow out of it and mature eventually, but if he doesn’t stop just promise me that you’ll beat his ass up in your next training, okay hon? ”

“Oh heck yeah, I will! He also doesn’t even let me call him by his name.. what else am I supposed to call him? Ugh.. that Bakugou kid just makes my blood boil, such an ungrateful assho--” you cut yourself off by covering up your mouth, realizing who you were talking with.

“Woah, hold up there young lady!” your dad interrupted your rant, shaking his finger at you. “No cursing in this house!”

“Sorry. Not all of the guys are idiots like Bakugou, though! I met this guy Kirishima and he is sooo nice like imagine a ‘Cinderella’ kind of nice, totally the opposite of Bakugou, probably can’t even hurt a fly and he has this amazing quirk which doesn’t really fit his sweet personality.”

“Oohh tell me more about this boy! I want to know all the juicy details!” your mom spoke up with a knowing look, wiggling her eyebrows, making you blush furiously.

“Moooom! It’s not like that! He’s just nice, okay? And he has a pretty strong quirk, like literally! He can turn himself rock solid... I had to find out the hard way...” you said getting a little quieter at the end, remembering your embarrassing encounter with the red-haired boy.

“Okay, okay!” your mom said defensively, throwing her hands up in mock surrender. “It’s totally not what I think it is,” she said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice, but you decided to just ignore that.

“Anyways… there’s also this girl Ashido, she just decided that I was gonna be her best friend, not that I’m complaining because she’s awesome. She is gonna be a really cool hero someday, she looks like a pink alien with horns and everything. Her quirk is acid, which makes it so much better! We had to compete against each other in the first exercise and she thoroughly kicked my ass.”

Without giving your parents a second to respond, you launched into a tangent about yet another classmate.

“There was also this other boy, he has green hair that totally looks like broccoli, and he’s honestly such a stalker! I think he has a notebook or something where he keeps tabs on everyone's quirks and their stats! It was so creepy, I NEED to stay away from that kid because I don’t want him to find out how my quirk works.” you said with a nervous look in your eyes, kneading your hands in your lap.

“Oh sweetie, don’t be silly! They’ll find out sooner or later, I mean you’re going to be in the sports tournament after all.”

‘Oh fuck’ you thought to yourself. You hadn’t even considered the fact that you’d be participating in the largest televised event in Japan. Your eyes widened as the requirements of being a U.A. student began to sink in.

‘I don’t want to start kissing random people just to get stronger… Why did my quirk have to involve something so private?! I don’t want my first kiss to be so meaningless! What if they make me kiss someone in training? Oh god..-’

Your thoughts were interrupted by your mom setting a plate of food in front of you. “Stop overthinking and eat with us, you’ll be fine sweetie.”

After dinner a new wave of tiredness hit you, normally you would have stayed up a little longer to watch some tv with your parents, however, you still had to read the syllabus, so you ended up saying an early ‘goodnight’ to your parents and headed up to your room.

'What a day' you thought as you dropped onto your bed, reading through the syllabus.

U.A.'s hero course curriculum consists of normal core classes like English, history, science and so, which always take place in the mornings, followed by a long lunch break. Although U.A. is a school that trains the next generation of pro-heroes, they weren't slacking on the normal education each and every student should receive.

Your eyes lit up when you saw the afternoon schedule.

"Basic hero training" you mumbled with a proud grin spreading across your face.

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You walked down the sidewalks of your neighborhood, wisps of early morning sunlight making their way through the trees. Your neighborhood tended to be on the peaceful side, but in the mornings, right before people woke up to start their day, there was absolute silence.

Birds would sing, a slow breeze would flow through, and you’d revel in the calming silence. You’d usually walk to school alone, but this routine had been broken after you met Ashido. You were getting excited as you saw her already waiting for you at the street corner, waving to get your attention, which made you pick up your speed. She greeted you with an enthusiastic hug once you made it to her.

“Oh my god, I am sooooo excited for today! Are you excited? I am excited!” Ashido said eagerly, jumping around like a bouncy ball.

‘How could this girl have this much energy so early in the morning?’ you thought to yourself while admiring the over-eager pink girl.

“Don’t get too excited yet, we still have to go through the boring subjects before basic hero training starts.” the moment you said that Ashido froze into place and gave you a disappointed look.

“Did you really have to remind me about that?” Ashido groaned, going from 100 percent to zero real quick.

“Sorry,” you chuckled and shrugged your shoulders, “but there is no going around it.”

“Just keep up the pace you sloth, we’re meeting up with one more person before going to school and they are already waiting for us.” Ashido casually said, raising her hand as if saying ‘talk to the hand’ and strode off.

“Who are we meeting up with Ashido? Why are you only telling me this now?” you whined, jogging lightly to catch up to your pink-haired companion.

“Oh just shut up, I am doing you a favor!” the alien girl said in a serious tone but you could see the corners of her lips quirked up into a small smile.

“ASHIDO, who are we meeting up with?” you said, letting out a frustrated sigh. It was way too early for people to be testing your patience.

“Nope! My lips are sealed. You will know who it is when we get there.” she simply shut you up and kept on walking in unusual and torturing silence.

Time flew by as the two of you continued your trek through the city.

“The meetup point is straight ahead, ohh I think I already see him..” Ashido began to talk again next to you but your attention had been somewhere else.

‘Aww KITTY!’ a soft squeal escaped your lips as you crouched down to pet the stray, completely ignoring Ashido who kept on walking, still talking as if you were next to her.

You were too occupied with the small creature in front of you to notice the growing distance between you and your friend. Animals really were your weakness, who could simply walk past them without giving them some love?

You were so distracted that you didn’t even notice Ashido waving to somebody in the distance with a huge grin on her face.

The first one to notice the lack of the other person’s presence was Ashido because when she wanted to see your embarrassed and shocked face, it suddenly wasn’t there. She turned back around and scanned the street for you, only to find your figure crouched down near someone’s driveway petting a cat.

“You have to be kidding me...” Ashido mumbled to herself, shaking her head in disbelief.

“EH (Y/N), GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!” the pink girl yelled across the street, promptly gaining your attention.

“Wasn’t a cat the reason she came to school late yesterday? This girl… pff if it weren’t for me she’d probably be late again.” Ashido muttered to herself, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow once you caught up to her.

In your hurry, you failed to notice the red-haired boy only a few meters away, quickly making his way towards the two of you. The sudden flash of red in the corner of your eyes made you look into the direction of the approaching person, only to be greeted by a brightly smiling Kirishima.

Your face dropped at the sight of the boy and you could feel your ears begin to heat up at the embarrassing memories from yesterday, which were flooding your brain once again.

You gave Kirishima a small smile and quickly turned towards your pink friend with the same smile plastered on your face. The smile didn’t quite reach your eyes, which held a murderous glare.

“For your sake, tell me this is a coincidence,” you said in a dangerously low voice, but Ashido ignored your indirect intimidation and turned towards the red-haired boy unaffectedly with an innocent smile.

“Hey Kiri, I’m so happy we can keep on walking to school together,” Ashido said, almost bursting with laughter at the sight of your furious expression and the hint of pink which was now forming not only on your cheeks but also Kirishima's.

“I’m going to kill you!” you whispered the threat so that only Ashido could hear.

“Yeah I am happy too that we both made it into U.A.,” he said while scratching the back of his neck.

And before you even knew it this would become your favorite part of the day, with friends who soon would become more like family.

As the school building came into view, two figures stood out from the swarm of people who were walking inside of the premises. Everybody was heading inside, while those two were the only ones frozen into place. The two boys resembled an island in a stream of students.

“Oh hey look it’s Kaminari and Sero,” Kirishima said excitedly, pointing towards the boys.

‘Oh no...’ you thought to yourself, gulping down the lump in your throat while heading straight into dangerous territory.

“Oh hey it’s you the girl who wanted to tou-”

“YES! HI IT’S ME (Y/N)!” you quickly interrupted Kaminari before he could finish his sentence, “also hi, we haven’t been introduced yet,” you turned towards the other boy, which you didn’t know the name of yet and bowed.

“My name is Hanta Sero, nice to meet you.” the black-haired boy said to you and smiled.

“Now that the squad is complete should we head to class?” Ashido said, throwing her fists up towards the sky in excitement.

“C'mon, let’s go!” she yelled enthusiastically, pulling you and Kirishima along the way as she headed inside of the building.

Your first class of the day was English, as you took your seat behind Ashido you couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone’s eyes were on you but you didn’t dare to look for the person and kept on talking with your new friends.

It didn’t take long before Present Mic stormed into class and right away began the lesson by writing down four English sentences at the blackboard.

The man whom I respect most is my father.

That is the house in which he lived.

I well remember the day on which we both met.

Please tell that all you know.

“Now, which of these four sentences contains a mistake?” he asked into the room with a questioning look, holding up his English book.

You had to control yourself not to laugh at the priceless expressions your friends had. The looks of boredom and disappointment weren’t just plastered on your friends’ faces, everybody in class had a cloud of apathy hanging above their heads, everyone but Midoriya and the black-haired smarty-pants girl.

“Hey everybody look alive, grammar rules!” Present Mic yelled out as a result of literally getting no reaction at all to his previous question. He looked like a jumping jack, wagging his arms around hectically in a sad attempt to motivate his students.

“Yes, Yaoyorozu.” Present Mic called out to the black-haired girl with a hint of relief in his voice. She was the only one with her hand raised, but before Yaoyorozu could proudly answer your teacher's question the door swung open revealing a tired and sluggish Aizawa.

“Excuse me, Mic, but I need to borrow (y/n) here for a while,” he said in a monotonous way gaining a startled look from your English teacher.

“Ah.. yes, no problem!” Present Mic replied in a rather confused manner, class had only started like 15 minutes ago, how come one of his students was already getting called out? They didn’t even have the time to do anything stupid yet.

“Follow me!” was all Aizawa said, walking out into the hallway, waving his hand to underline his order.

“Ohhhhhhhh someone is in trouble!” Kaminari spoke up in a sing-song voice while wiggling his eyebrows, but Ashido had your back and shut him up with a smack to the back of his head before you could even say anything in your defense.

“How could she be in trouble? It’s only the second day of school?!” she growled at Kaminari, although her words weren’t showing any concern her eyes did look worried.

After making sure Kaminari wasn’t saying another word, Ashido looked back at you and nodded into your direction as if to make sure you were okay, which you returned to assure her that you would be fine. It was a small but meaningful gesture, one that you appreciated very much.

As you were putting away your stuff, you could feel the looks of your classmates glued to your every move, but one person, in particular, didn’t even bother to look your way, why would he care about some damn extra? Even the birds outside were more interesting than that shitty girl, who was in for some trouble.

Stepping into the hallway, you expected Aizawa to lash out on you or give you a scary pep talk as he did to Uraraka and the rest of the class during testing. You didn’t expect him to yawn and wave you off with the words “All Might is waiting for you in his office”.

“He is what now?” you said out loud, doubting your own ears. You couldn’t hide the genuine surprise on your face.

‘What could All Might, the symbol of peace, possibly want to talk with me about?’ you asked yourself in fear, seeing every bad thing you have ever done in your life flash before your eyes.

“He didn’t say. Just hurry up and stop wasting my time,” he said while zipping up his yellow sleeping bag, not batting an eye at you.

On your way to his office, you drifted off into your thoughts, thinking about all the possible reasons All Might could want to talk to you, leaving you even more clueless than before.

You were so deep into your thoughts, that you didn’t even realize you had been standing in front of his office for a solid 3 minutes. Gathering all your courage, you forced yourself to knock at the door, bringing your anxiety level to its peak. A loud “come in” from the other side of the door, brought you back into the here and now. You took this as your cue to enter, hands shaking slightly as you opened the door, feeling your heartbeat racing in your throat.

“Hello young (l/n), please, take a seat.” All Might said while gesturing towards the chair in front of him, giving you his iconic white-toothed smile.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of meeting you?” was all you could manage to say after taking a seat, kneading your hands in your lab trying to calm yourself down.

“So, the others don’t know yet but I am going to be your teacher for the basic hero training course,” All Might began his speech.

Anyone else would have had their jaw on the ground at this point, anyone except for you. You were too busy overthinking the situation to even register the awesome fact that the symbol of peace himself would be your teacher. There wasn't really time for you to feel happy about it, because the only thing on your mind was, why exactly was he telling you this? Why just you and not the others?

“I've been preparing today’s training and as I was going over the different arrangements, I noticed that you seem to have a small disadvantage in comparison to your classmates. You see, before you even attended the school, U.A. had you fill out a hero costume form. Everybody had to do that, draw their dream costume just how they envisioned it with gadgets that enhance your quirks." All Might said, a faint smile dancing on his lips. For a moment, it seemed like he was drifting off into his memories as he stared into the distance.

"You probably ask yourself why I am telling you this right now, young (l/n). Well, the thing is that the hero costumes will play an important part in today’s exercise. I was going over all of them and yours stood out quite a bit. First I thought the development department had made a mistake, so I checked your hero costume form, to compare your design with your finished suit. I didn't really expect it to be almost entirely blank except for the assessments.” All Might said interrupting his own speech as he started to rummage through a stack of papers.

There was an awkward silence, the sound of papers being sorted echoed in your ears together with your heartbeat. You felt the need to break the silence, but you knew it wasn't the moment to talk right now, so you just watched intensely as All Might went through the different documents. As he was trying to find what he was looking for, you were trying to remember what you had written back then on your form.

“Ah, found it! Here...” he said scanning the paper.

“Your only request was that it needed to be a ‘flexible short jumpsuit with some high knee socks’, nothing else, not even a drawing.” All Might stated, raising an eyebrow at you, which made you squirm nervously in your seat.

You could see that he was trying to read your mind by interpreting your facial expression, wanting to understand the reasons behind not designing your own hero costume.

His blue eyes were staring at you, but he wasn’t really looking at you, you could see that his mind was wandering off to somewhere else. ‘How could you not have any wishes for your hero suit’ he thought to himself, reminiscing the time he himself had to think about his own hero costume.

He had wanted to be a hero as long as he could remember, thinking about his hero name, already designing possible costumes before he even knew if he had a quirk or not. He had spent so many hours of his life thinking about becoming a hero, even when he found out that he was quirkless, he never stopped dreaming about it. Being enlightened with the power of ‘One for All’ was the best day of his life, so why didn't you seem that interested in becoming a popular heroine? You had a pretty good chance at that too, from what All Might had read in your file. Your quirk is pretty strong as well, so why weren't you embracing it?

"I think I also mentioned that I wanted to keep my combat boots..." you mumbled to yourself, thinking back to you filling out your form. It wasn't that you didn't care about your costume, you just didn't think about becoming a hero from the start. You didn't even know about your quirk’s expanse until the age of seven. Before that, you had never really given the job much thought.

“Don’t get me wrong, I want to be a heroine, I really do! The thing is, I don’t have any clue about my quirk, I have no control whatsoever, and I really can’t think of any gadgets that would benefit it. That’s the reason why my form was pretty much blank ‘cause you’d probably have a better idea of what would suit my quirk. As long as I can keep my boots and the costume has the colors black, red and turquoise I’ll be happy, so you do you!” you grinned, having gained more confidence over the course of your speech.

You were okay with reaching your limit of knowledge, that is why you came to U.A., right? So that the best heroes and teachers can help you figure things out. Till now, you had just watched from the sidelines, being in U.A. meant looking behind the curtains, seeing the work and effort everyone has to put in on a daily basis, learning about your own strengths and weaknesses and how to deal with them.

“I thought you’d say something like that. Which is why I’ve arranged for you to go to the development department and talk to Power Loader. He’s the best person to talk to about this and I’m sure he’ll help you create your perfect hero costume. I already told him that you’d be there, so you better get going young L/N.” All Might said, standing up and gesturing for you to get up as well. You complied, confusion in your eyes as he gently nudged you towards the door and into the hallway.

“Good luck young l/n! Can’t wait to see what you come up with!” and just like that he shut the door in your face, leaving you stunned and slightly speechless.

“He could have at least told me where I can find the damn Development Department before closing the door in my face...” you mumbled, slightly annoyed, throwing your backpack over your shoulder as you began your search for the elusive Development’s Studio.

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“Finally” you sighed as you saw the bright and playful yellow sign of the ‘Development Studio’ down the hall. Some boxes with fabrics, metal scrap and other things like cleaning stuff stood to the left and right of the huge metal entrance doors.

It had taken you quite a while to find the studio, which was located on the first floor of U.A. High’s main building. You had wandered around for a long time, getting more and more frustrated by the second after All Might had sent you off to find the office on your own. It was your first “real” day at U.A. and you were already missing class to go deal with your hero costume. ‘Pfff priorities’ you thought to yourself looking at the metal doors.

‘Let’s just get this over with’ you thought to yourself, looking down at the grey suitcase with green numbers on it, your number.

All Might had explained that everyone in class 1-A would receive a suitcase like yours, they were all numbered from 1 to 21, suitcase number “1” belonging to the first person of the class in alphabetical order.

As you were eyeing your suitcase, your thoughts started to drift off. You were the only one who hadn’t put in the effort to fill out the hero costume form. What if the costume they had made for you was absolutely dreadful?

The longer you thought about it, the more you wanted to facepalm yourself, what if they had put you in some kind of princess dress? You would have been forced to seriously defeat villains wearing something silly like that. Those pictures in your mind were terrifying and you fiercely shook your head to get rid of them before they scar your memory forever.

You took in a deep breath and focused yourself before you knocked on the door, hoping the man who managed the place wouldn’t be too mad about your tardiness due to your lack of orientation.

Loud rumbling was heard in the workshop followed by a muffled cry and a dull thud, which made you flinch and raise one eyebrow.

“Hello? Is everything okay in there? I’m coming in.” you said hesitantly after a small pause, entering the studio carefully, your body on high alert just like your eyes. You were on the lookout for any unusual signs that fit the noises from before.

As you walked into the studio you scanned the room for the person whos cry you had heard, but what you saw had your mouth agape.

The studio was filled with different tools laying on tables or hanging neatly at their designated place on the walls. Wooden planks, metal scrap, fabrics, everything was spread out over the different tables or put away in boxes. There were mannequins, some naked, others wearing some prototypes of suits or gadgets standing to the left. Different shelves were holding boxes of material, finished products or rolled up drafts.

You were standing in the middle of some crazy genius engineer’s workshop, there was just so much to see, chains hanging from the ceiling, a glass window which displayed some mannequin with a suit getting fried by a laser and cut by a chainsaw and there was a whole wall of monitors on your right. But the most interesting view of this place was the shirtless guy with a yellow helmet in the shape of a rectangular excavator claw, which was covering his head and most of his face.

‘What a weird and overdramatic jaw-guard’ you thought to yourself as you took in every detail of the short and skinny man, who was laying in a pile of boxes and gadgets.

You came to a halt right in front of the man, eyeing him warily as you held out your hand towards him.

“Looks like you could use a hand,” you said with a small smirk but still cautious of the unknown person with the strange helmet.

“Ah, thanks! You arrived just at the right moment.” he chuckled as he gladly took your hand.

You knew you had small hands but when the stranger took ahold of your it felt like your hand was miniature sized. You also noticed weird orange “L” shaped pieces at the end of his fingers. His hands had you staring, slightly tilting your head as if that would give you any answers to those claw-like fingers.

“You must be (y/n) (l/n) then, I am Higari Maijima also known as Power Loader. All Might told me that you would pay me a visit at some point today. So, what can I do for you?” he said in a kind voice, signaling you to come sit down at the second chair in front of the monitors.

“Nice to meet ya, I don’t know if All Might told you why I am here but apparently my heroine costume is in desperate need of some updates,” you said with a hint of sarcasm as you looked down at your suitcase.

“Oh, I got you! You aren’t happy with your design and how it turned out. Well, let’s see.” he said while turning towards his keyboard, his fingers were flying over the keys which seemed to be bigger than the average size.

He opened up some files and dragged them into some kind of program, not even a minute later a virtual you popped up on the screen wearing a short black jumpsuit.

“Wow” was all you could manage to say as you ogled the virtual you.

“Hm, that is a pretty plain costume, what is it that you don’t like about it?” Power Loader asked you as he opened up some more files about your requests and body measurements.

“Well, this is actually the first time I see the suit myself. Honestly, I expected worse from what All Might told me,” you said pulling down the corners of your mouth as you shrugged your shoulders. You were genuinely impressed by the outcome of your costume, they had taken pretty much everything you had written on your form into account, which wasn’t a lot. You had requested the colors black, red and turquoise and that you wanted to keep your combat boots. The finished product was a black short jumpsuit without sleeves with a high neck. It showed some skin on the sides, leaving your ribs bare.

Most of your costume was in black but an ordinary jumpsuit like that wasn’t fit for a heroine, which is why they worked with some pretty detailing in red and turquoise. Your shoulders had some red elements just like your thighs. You were also given some high knee socks and some long gloves in black with the difference that they had turquoise detailing on the ends. All in all your hero costume looked sharp.

“Wait, if you haven’t seen it before, why do you want to change it?” Power Loader interrupted your analyzation of the outfit.

“As a matter of fact, I never designed my costume. See?” you said pointing at one of the monitors which displayed your submission form.

“I honestly never really thought about it because I don’t even know how I can use my quirk to the fullest, I don’t know what would benefit my powers in the slightest. So, I just wrote down my measurements and the colors I wanted and et voilà!” you said pointing at the virtual you in hero costume.

“You see, All Might told me that I should talk to you about my quirk and possible gadgets. He said you would be the only person who would be able to create a getup, that would suit me and my powers perfectly,” you said expectantly while glancing at the pro hero next to you out of the corner of your eye.

“Think you’re up for the challenge?” you added with a devilish smirk, knowing exactly which buttons to press to motivate the engineer next to you.

“Let’s get to work!” was all he said excitingly rubbing his hands together as he rapidly typed on his keypad.

“Okay, tell me about your quirk, fighting style and preferences and let me do the magic,” he said and even though you couldn’t really see his face, you were damn sure that he had the same stupid smile on his face as you.

“So, I have a copy quirk ergo I need an all-rounder suit, it needs to be flexible and withstand all kinds of situations.”

“Copy that, what about protectors?”

“Ohhh, give me some knees and elbows to kill!”

“Some... what?”

“Those protection thingies!”

“Those?” he asked you pointing at some pentagon-shaped knee protectors in silver.

“YES, but make them sharper!”

“Okay... what about your fighting style?”

“Hm, I am a kickboxer so maybe something for my knuckles, wrists, and feet?”

“I can strengthen the fabric of your gloves around your wrist and give you some knuckle protectors. I would sew it into the glove, so you could break bones and still look stylish?”

“Yes, let’s do that! What about my shoes though? I really want to keep my lucky boots!”

“Don’t worry, I can work with your boots, no need to change them. You would have to leave them here for a while but I can pimp them up with some iron soles and shines that can act as armor. How does that sound?”

“Sounds like a damn awesome hero outfit to me!” you said approvingly of the upgrades with a big smile. That was a hero costume you could get behind and kick some ass with!

“Okay great! I think I actually have some prototypes of those knee protectors you want, well some similar looking ones. Give me a second.” Power Loader said looking through the pile of boxes and gadgets he had been laying in minutes ago.

“Found them! Here,” he said, giving you a pair of plain silver looking knee protectors.

“From what All Might told me, you will be needing them this afternoon, just bring me your combat boots after you finished your first basic hero training. Who knows, maybe you come up with some more changes to your costume after practice.” Power Loader said giving you a gentle smile, which didn’t really suit his intimidating aura.

“Alrighty then! See you after I kicked some ass in my prototype suit! Bye!” you flashed him a quick grin and raised your hand goodbye as you skipped out of the development studio.

As you looked at the clock hanging in the hallway on your way to class your eyes widened in shock! It was already lunch break! You had literally missed all your core classes dealing with this problem. ‘How is that even possible?’ you asked yourself as you hurried to the cafeteria. It didn’t feel like you had been talking for so long and upgrading your hero costume didn’t take too long either, or did it? You apparently had lost your sense of time completely, there was no other explanation for this.

“Better hurry before I run out of time to eat lunch!” you mumbled to yourself as you searched for the cafeteria, where your pink-alien friend was already waiting for you. You couldn’t wait to get some food into your stomach before basic hero training started, ‘oh boy, will they flip if they find out who our teacher will be!’ you grinned to yourself stupidly.

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