#and baku's gonna bring up that uncomfortableness if it happens again

[elibeeline]

Body is wired but brain is so tired please let me sleep

[taiyakiiwrites]

— angsttober day #11: guts

pairing(s): katsuki bakugou x gn!reader

wc: 0.6k+ words

summary: you felt sick the entire day, and no matter how much your boyfriend kept bugging you about it, you kept saying it was fine. it was, in fact, not fine.

content: gore warning, puking, overprotective baku, reader pushes things aside because plot, unedited writing

notes: so yall just love it when i write for the boom boom boy, so here. i was planning to do a bunch of different characters but fine. this was supposed to all around character time, but it wasn’t. fine /j /lh dw i love writin for him—✋✨

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“i said open up!”

“and i said i’m fine—” your words were cut off. another shot of pain hit your stomach, and you retched again into the toilet bowl.

your sickness seemed to appear out of thin air. yesterday you were anything but sick—you were nailing the training exercises aizawa and bakugou were giving you, breezing through your quizzes, and even had a lot more energy than usual. apparently, it was the calm before the storm.

neither of you could pinpoint when things changed exactly. when you woke up today, you felt a little groggy, but not as bad as now. bakugou noticed the drained emotion in your eyes when you two were walking to school, but you said it was just a case of the mornings. he instantly didn’t like you pushing it aside, but complied nonetheless.

during school was when it started to reach an uncomfortable level a pain. headaches, dry throat, and an empty and full feeling in your stomach at the same time. bakugou spoke up again. even when it got to the point where you had to sit out during training exercises, you ignored it.

you got through the school day with an overprotective boyfriend looming over you and your brain ready to shut down at any moment. you kept telling yourself that things were okay—that you were okay…

but the minute you stepped into the dorms, it crashed on you like a wave of disease. you ran to the bathroom without a thought.

“i told you! you should’ve let me bring you back to the dorms!” bakugou scolded. “i knew there was something wrong!���

“i’m sorry, okay?! you exclaimed, still holding the rims of the toilet in front of you. “i thought it was nothing, that i could handle it! i—” you stopped yourself and threw up again. looking down (unfortunately) at the mess you made, you wanted to puke again. you choked.

bakugou sighed. “it’s… it’s fine..! just—” he banged the door again—“just let me in!”

a beat passed… and you nodded to yourself. you crawled on your hands and knees to the door, too weak to support yourself up. grabbing the knob from where you were, you turned it.

he went to go by your side, but you choked and threw up on the floor. a groan left you at the sight.

“m’sorry,” you muttered, too ashamed to look into his eyes.

bakugou nodded, then crouched in front of you. “it’s okay…” he moved a hand slowly to your back, rubbing small circles. you sighed.

“… hey.” he spoke up. did his tone change? “… is that… blood?”

you looked down, confused. there was blood. swirled into the disgusting green puddle before you, tiny bits of crimson had made its way into your puke.

“jesus!” you pushed yourself away from the puddle, your chest heaving. you looked up at bakugou. worry was the only thing in his eyes. “i-i didn’t even realize…” your gaze drifted.

“hey.” bakugou snapped his fingers twice. you looked back at him. “it’s gonna be okay.” his eyebrows were furrowed with determination, his lips a small line. “i’ll go get the nurse if you can wait a couple seconds, and she can help—”

a growl pried at your… chest?

“oh, shit.”

this sudden feeling… it was new. foreign. terrifying. you couldn’t tell what was happening to your body. you’ve never felt anything like it.

a small mass started to crawl up your throat from the inside.

you covered your mouth with a small squeak. your boyfriend’s cries were handed to deaf ears, you now only focused on two things. one: the feeling of something beating inside you making its way out, almost like it had grown sentient.

two: the question of what in the world was happening to you.

despite your best abilities to stop whatever was happening, a final retch left your lips. something far too big plopped out of your mouth. slimy liquid covered the object, dripping through the cracks of your fingers.

your hands started to shake.

you looked up at bakugou.

you’ve never seen him more scared.

there in your hands laid your heart, covered in an unknown slime, and beating slowly.

you felt another mass preparing to shoot out.

[smashboxgirl26]

so long

katsuki bakugou x fem! reader (oneshot) summary: getting back together with an ex is tempting in ways that it shouldn't be contains: smut word count: 2.3k author's note: i might make a series out of this, idk yet. lemme know in the comments though if you'd be interested <3 edit: i made a series!! find it here masterlist

You stepped out into the darkness of the night as you headed over to the pool area where the rest of your class said they were hanging out. After the long day of training, it made sense that most people wanted to spend the night relaxing in the hot tub. Dressed in a swimsuit, with a towel and your room key in hand, you walked over to where the light of the pool illuminated the faces of some of your classmates.

But what you’d failed to realize was that none of the girls had come.

Five pairs of eyes stopped on your form as you stepped into their view, and you felt as each of them practically raked their eyes over you before turning away quickly. You immediately felt self conscious, moving the towel that was hanging on the side of your arm in front of your body, as if it was a shield that could protect you from their stares.

“Hey Y/N!” Kirishima called out quickly.

You waved back, giving him a small smile as you placed your stuff on one of the pool chairs. It was as you did this that you began to feel Bakugou’s piercing stare on your form.

What’s his stupid problem?

You decided to ignore him and his issues as you made your way to the edge of the tile.

“Hey guys, where’s everyone else? I thought some of the girls were coming too.”

“They said that they were too tired to come out in the groupchat,” Ojirou answered. “It makes sense, since the training today was really hard.”

“Oh,” was all you could really say in response.

Why hadn’t they told you earlier? That would’ve saved you the embarrassment of having to come here and get ogled by your male classmates. Yeah, you’d known them for pretty much three years now, but you could still feel the way their gaze was directed towards you, or any of your female counterparts whenever entering a room. It was definitely a lot better than when you had first started, but it was still there.

Well, you couldn’t just back out now. You were already here, and the water looked so warm and… inviting.

“Come in,” Kirishima smiled as he scooched himself over to make room for you.

But of course, it was right next to Bakugou.

You internally rolled your eyes and groaned as you slipped both your legs into the warm water, watching as some of the steam escaped, before making your way in.

You easily slid between the two boys, and leaned back against the tile. The jets weren’t on, but the water was warm enough that your body still instantly relaxed. It had been an extremely long, tiring day.

It was mostly quiet, with only the sounds of the water shifting and the light chatter that Ojirou and Satou were making on the other side of the hot tub.

Your hands were resting on either side of your legs, keeping you in place as you leaned against the pool wall. But you almost jumped at the feeling of someone’s fingers touching one of yours.

You quickly swivelled your gaze over to Bakugou, who seemed to be staring off into the distance with his usual grumpy look on his face.

You knew it was him, but whether or not it was on purpose was still up for debate. So you decided to ignore him, and promptly forgot about it when Kirishima spoke up again.

“You did really good in your training today Y/N.”

“Thank you,” you smiled as you turned back to him quickly. “You did really good today too. Your unbreakable move was super cool.”

“Ah,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “It was nothing really.”

You noticed how his face was beginning to tinge the slightest bit red, and you couldn’t really tell if it was from the temperature of the water or if he was just blushing.

And then out of nowhere, you felt another touch from Bakugou, except his fingers lingered this time, resting on the outer edge of your thigh. You continued to ignore him, knowing that he wasn’t even looking in your direction while his fingers began rubbing your skin softly.

You knew you could easily pluck his hand off of you and move away. And that’s what you should’ve done. That’s what you were supposed to do.

But you didn’t.

And in some sort of twisted way, you liked the familiar feeling, despite the way it slightly burned in your chest with the way he was acting.

He was an asshole, so why did you continue to let him mess with you?

“No, don’t undersell yourself,” you stated, bringing your attention back to Kirishima. “It was very cool, or, manly as you would put it.”

He gave you a wide toothy grin before opening his mouth to say something else, but he was interrupted by Ojirou, Satou, and Tokoyami as they began getting up and making their way out of the jacuzzi.

And again, you felt Bakugou’s fingers rub your thigh again, after a while of just sitting there. Except, you could feel as he began inching his hand higher up your thigh, trying to get a reaction out of you.

But you ignored him again, and turned to stare at the blank space in front of you. He still hadn’t said anything to you, so why would you say something to him first?

“Bye guys!” Kirishima waved after the three boys who left.

He was blissfully unaware of the tension coming from right beside him and the way that Bakugou’s fingers were continuously rubbing over your thigh. You wanted to keep it that way, but the uneasy, yet fluttering feeling in your stomach from his touch became worse once his hand had made its way towards your inner thigh.

You bit the inside of your cheek, trying to ignore it and not say anything out loud. It was embarrassing, letting everyone know you were letting your ex feel you up under the water.

But you knew exactly what Bakugou was doing, with the way that his hand was now kneading the skin on your inner thigh, groping and squeezing it continuously. It was almost painful at this point, and you knew when you came out the skin would be all red. But you let him do it.

“Well, uh, I think I’m gonna go back to my room now,” Kirishima stated lightly, as he stretched his arms over the top of his head. “It’s been a long day, so Imma head to bed now.”

No, don’t leave me alone with him.

“Ok, goodnight Kirishima,” you waved.

“Bye guys,” he smiled before he left.

And again, it was silent, with only the sound of the water flowing slowly as you shifted uncomfortably. You gave a sidelong glance to Bakugou, trying to see if he was now going to say what this was all about. But he ignored you, still staring to the other side.

His hand still hadn’t moved from its spot on your thigh, but you didn’t want to say anything about it. And with Bakugou keeping silent too, you clamped your mouth shut and decided to pretend he wasn’t there with you.

“I know what you’re doing,” you heard Bakugou mumble from the side. His grip on your thigh suddenly became more harsh, and you could feel how his blunt nails were digging into your skin.

“What exactly am I doing?” you asked, without even turning to look at him.

“Wearing this stupid swimsuit in front of all the others, trying to get a rise out of me,” he seethed.

His hand had let go of its death grip on your thigh, and you almost felt it give a sigh of relief, but his fingers were slowly rolling over the edge of the swimsuit, where the seam met your skin.

“What do you want?” you huffed, turning to finally face him. You already knew the answer to his question, obvious by what was happening below the surface of the water.

“What do you think?” he deflected, his eyes meeting yours. His fingers were now running over the little bit of fabric that was covering your heat. He was trying to tease you.

You paused before replying, “You know we can’t.”

“Then why didn’t you stop me earlier?”, he asked with a raised eyebrow as he scooted closer. You could feel as his finger began pushing itself against your folds, but the pressure was still lessened by the swimsuit fabric blocking him.

Your breath hitched slightly, and you caught his smirk as he finally got you to react to what he was doing.

“Because the others were here, and it was embarrassing,” you replied, turning away.

“So? There’s no one here now.”

Your eyes narrowed into a glare as you tried to stare him down, yet making no move to try and move his fingers from where he was now rubbing. It felt too good to do that, too safe, too familiar.

“Face it, you're still a slut for me. Even if we’re not together it doesn’t matter,” he smirked as he brought his face closer to yours. “You’re still mine.”

“I’m no-”

It was then that his fingers finally went under the swimsuit, and you revelled in the feeling of them as he began to pump two of his fingers in and out at a steady, slow pace. Your breath was immediately stopped, as you quickly bit your lip to try and prevent any sounds from coming out.

With that, Bakugou began pumping his fingers in and out faster, his other hand finally joining the action as he brought it up to your chest to knead your breasts. He stood in front of you, encasing you with your back against the tiled wall as he continued to pump his fingers into your pussy. And as much as you tried to, you could no longer hold in your whimpers or your moans as he began curling his fingers inside of you, leaving you to hold onto his broad shoulders for support.

“Take it,” he growled as he continued. But then, his other hand stopped kneading your breast, leaving it to rub his thumb against your clit as he continued pumping you.

You could no longer control the way your legs are shaking, or the way your heart rate sped up instantly as he relentlessly continued. The knot in your stomach became tighter from the overstimulation, and you could no longer control your next words.

“Baku- Ah, I’m gonna cum!”

And almost immediately, he stopped.

You instantly opened your eyes to see why he had stopped, only for him to wordlessly pick you up by your thighs and sit you down at the edge of the pool while he remained in the water.

“Bakugou please!” you pleaded desperately. His fingers were so warm, so familiar to you. You needed him to help you finish.

“And here I thought you weren’t mine anymore,” he asked with an eyebrow raised. His hands were now resting on your thighs, running up and down slowly as you became more desperate to get off from your high. Every second he spent teasing you lessened the knot in your stomach.

“Baku-”

“Katsuki,” he interrupted quickly. “I fuckin’ hate when you call me that.”

And without saying anything else, he was yanking off your sticky bathing suit and spreading your legs open wide.

“Katsuki,” you started quickly, glancing around. “What if someone comes?”

He made a noise that sounded like it was between a laugh and a scoff, “Now you care? Not when you were moaning like a whore two minutes ago?”

But before you could say anything else, he pushed his mouth right up to your soaking entrance (which wasn’t just because you were in the pool), and began peppering it with light kisses before shoving his tongue in.

Your hands were instantly running their way through his hair as you panted loudly and moaned. With his tongue swirling around quickly, it didn’t take long for the knot to make its way back into your stomach, leaving you a mess as you edged your way towards your orgasm.

“That's a good girl,” you heard Katsuki grumble against you, sending the vibrations straight to your clit. “Be a good little slut and cum on my tongue.”

And that was exactly the encouragement you needed as you arched your back and instantly began creaming, feeling him lap it up quickly as he helped you ride out the orgasm.

You were left a panting, sticky mess as you laid back on the floor, uncaring from how violently your legs were shaking and the way your chest rose up and down quickly.

Katsuki quickly stripped off his swimsuit, tossing it off to the side uncaringly, as he brought himself over your form. You could see the way his eyes were practically fucking you themselves as he laid himself over you and lined his cock up to your entrance.

He began rubbing himself over your folds, coating them with your slick before finally pushing it in quickly, not really giving you enough time to adjust to his length.

You sharply inhaled, while he groaned at the feeling of you clenching around him. Even if it had only been a couple months since you’d broken up, it felt like it did the first time you’d slept together.

Even though he’d paused for a second, it wasn’t really for you to adjust more than it was for him to get used to the feeling of being back inside you again.

How he’d craved to feel you writhing beneath him for so long. He’d missed the little noises you’d make whenever he teased you, trying to see the different reactions he’d get out of you.

As soon as he began pounding himself into you, your moans came out louder and higher, your fingers desperately grasping onto his shoulders and chest for support while you were smushed between his body and the floor.

It was sheer ecstasy, for both of you, after not being with each other for so long.

[bakusdumptruck]

Bakusquad Crack Post Pt.2

Hello you beautiful bitches 😌 hope you had a good day today! I was stuck on what I was going to write and decided to make a side story on what happened with the LoV in the first part! So now i’ll give you high bakusquad ft. The LoV🤩

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Pairing: Aged up Bakusquad x gn!Y/n x LoV 

Warnings: Use of marijuana, swearing, injuries, slight manga spoilers

Summary: Bakusquad gets kidnapped by the Lov, but it turns out better than expected.  

✨QUICK RECAP ✨

You and the Bakusquad were v e r y faded chilling on a hill watching the stars 

A nomu pops out of no where and you all start attacking, but completely miss

The nomu starts chasing you and ends up knocking everyone out 

OKAY NOW LETS GET IT 😈

So... you got kidnapped by the infamous League of Villains

B💥: *waking up* “Fucking shit what hap- oh shit hey crusty 😏 never thought i’d be here again.”

ST(Shiggy)🧴: “Never thought you’d be this easy to catch you little bitch”

B💥: “WHO YOU CALLIN A LITTLE BITCH YOU FLAKEY FU-”

Y/n🥵: *evil/scary ass voice* “Bakugou if you don’t shut the fuck up right now i’ll let his flakey ass disintegrate you. You’re beING TOO FUCKING LOUD 😃🔪”

B💥: “uh... where’d you get that knife from :D”

K💪🏼: “Hey guys, sorry to ruin your moment but shouldn’t we be concerned that we got kidnapped.”

M💅🏽: “I agree... We literally got kidnapped by the people who want to kill us.”

S🕷: “Oh shit, that’s who they are? No wonder they looked so familiar.”

All: 👁👄👁

ST🧴: “Ya’ll are dumber than I expected... anyway we want you guys to join us. You all have powerful quirks, especially you Baku-”

B💥: “YAWWNNNN. No thank you. I already said no.”

ST🧴: “Did you just s a y the word yawn 🙃 *scratching neck* You’re pissing me off. I’ll just kill you then.”

S🕷: “Hold on mr.saltine, before you kill bakubro can we smoke our last joint? This weed was expensive and I AM NOT letting it go to waste. Plus I have even more and it needs to be gone before I die.” 

M💅🏽: “Sero please tell me you didn’t bring your stoner pack.”

S🕷: *pulls out his so called “Seros Super Stoner Pack”*

Shiggy’s starting to regret his life choices.

All of a sudden Dabi pops out of no where

DB🔥: “Is that weed? I smell weed. Where is it.”

 Sero had the most amazing idea, but not for them to escape no, he has had the most amazing idea to make sure he finishes his weed.

S🕷: “...Wanna smoke with us 👀 I already rolled a joint and I can roll at least 4 more. Don’t wanna let it all go to waste 😃”

DB🔥: “Let them out of the cuffs. I need to smoke.”

At this point Shigaraki is over everything and decides to smoke to distract himself from the stupidity.

So, ya know, Sero does his thing and hands yall the other papers to roll up

*30 minutes and 5 joints later...*

DB🔥: “NO BUT LIKE ENDEAVOR IS A FUCKING B I T C H. HE CAN KISS MY BURNT ASS.”

 This smoke session somehow turned into a therapy session. 

DB🔥: “I KNOW HE’S MY DAD BUT HOLY SHIT. FUCKER PUSHED ME INTO FAKING MY OWN FUCKING DEATH AND NOW HERE I AM. IM BURNT, MUSTY, AND STUCK WITH THIS CRUSTY ASS BITCH.”

Y/n🥵: *patting his back* “There there, let it out... uhuh just like that”

DB🔥: “I CAN’T EVEN FUCKING CRY. MY TEAR DUCTS ARE BURNT AND I FEEL DUMB AS FUCK CRYING WITH NO TEARS. I LOOK FUCKING CONSTIPATED.”

ST🧴: “Bitch please, you look constipated all the time.”

DB🔥: “Square the fuck up. 😃 Right now.”

D⚡️: “So... we just gon ignore the fact that he’s Endeavors “dead” son?”

Eventually Dabi lets everything off of his chest and goes off pouting in your arms

To lighten up the mood Sero connects his phone to his speaker and picks whatever song came up first 

It was WAP by Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion.

Denki was the first one to get up and starts to rap the first verse. He knew it word for word.

Sero joined in after but also started dancing

Mans was MOVING them hips. Them shits were swaying like it was nobody’s business 💅🏽

WAIT SO HEAR ME OUT,  I feel like Bakugou would be a completely different person when he’s high

Yeah he’s still angry and shit but he’d be sooooo fucking funny

 This bitch would get up all of a sudden and be like 

B💥: “YOU’RE DOING IT WRONG FUCKER. THIS IS HOW YOU FUCKING MOVE”

Then he starts aggressively twerking anyway he can 😭

He’s twerking on the wall, on the floor, ON PEOPLE  

You all eventually form a circle around him and start hyping him up

LMAOO ITS LIKE THAT DANCE CIRCLE AT SCHOOL DANCES AND EVERYONE HAS THEIR PHONE OUT

Y/n🥵: “BEST FRIEND SHOW EM YOUR MOVES”

K:💪🏼: “GO, OUUU YUH GET IT I GUESS 💅🏽... OKAY IM NEXT BEST FRIEND. GET THE CAMERA 🤩”

KIRI FUCKING PUSHES HIM OUT 

K💪🏼: “dougie 🤪 hype me up 😤🥵”

He does it REALLY bad, but that’s not gonna stop the hype 

ST🧴: “AHAHAHA WHY HE MOVIN LIKE THAT. MANS STIFF AS FUCK”

M💅🏽: “Like you can do any better than that 😗”

ST🧴: “Baby please, watch this”

Shiggy starts voguing... and he’s really fucking good. 

All: “💀”

DB🔥: “HOLY SHIT THIS IS FUCKING GOLD . YO GUYS GET THE FUCK OUT YOUR ROOMS. Hehe he’s gonna regret doing this. ”

The rest of the LoV members come out and are shocked 

They don’t know whether to laugh, cry, or be disgusted 

TG🔪: “Dabi... is he okay, wait a minute... wHEN DID THEY GET HERE”

SP🐊: “...I’m going back to my room.”

TW👺: “OUU YUH SHIGGY. GET IT BITCH- this is so fucking disgusting.”

Mr.Compress and Kurogiri don’t even bother to see whats happening

Once the most iconic part of the song pops up YOU AND MINA GO OFF.

M💅🏽: “OUT OF THE WAY BITCHES. ITS THE BADDIES TURN.”

Holy fuck can y/n and Mina marry me already. p l e a s e.

Yall hitting every beat, every move, THE ATTITUDE. Yes. A+. 1000/10

Everyone was screaming their asses off and jumping around

After WAP, Dear Maria, Count Me In by All Time Low played

DB🔥: “OHHH SHIT ITS MY TIME WHORES”

Dabi pulls out a guitar and amp out of thin air and plays his fucking heart out.

Bakugou finds drums and plays like theres no tomorrow

Sero finds a bass and joins in 

Y/n🥵: “What the fuck 😃 why is this so good 😃”

The rest of you starts head banging and singing along

K💪🏼: “TAKE A BREATH DONT IT SOUND SO EASY, NEVER HAD A DOUBT NOW IM GOING CRAZY WATCHING FROM THE FLOOR”

M💅🏽: “waYMENT- I THOUGHT HE COULDN’T SING. WHERE DID THAT COME FROM 😳”

Denki adds harmony to the next part

K💪🏼D⚡️: “TAKE A BREATH AND LET THE REST COME EASY, NEVER SETTLE DOWN CAUSE THE CASH FLOW LEAVES ME. ALWAYS, WANTING MORE”

Y/n🥵: “DENKI YOU TOO??? I’m going to pass away. This is too muCH. I’M GOING TO SIMP PLEASE.”

Oop, the best part’s coming up... who’s singing next?👀

DB🔥: “IT WAS NEVER A PHASE MOM. ITS A LIFE STYLE- CAUSE I GOT YOUR PICTURE IM COMING WITH YOU DEAR MARIA COUNT ME IN THERES A STORY AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS BOTTLE AND IM THE PEN.”

That shit was chefs fucking kiss. Dabi has the perfect voice for this song.

At this point you, Mina, and Shiggy were on the floor with tears streaming down your faces.

When yall thought it couldn’t get any better, Bakugou and Sero start harmonizing for the last part 💅🏽

B💥S🕷: MAKE IT COUNt WHEN IM THE ONE WHOS SELLING YOU OUT CAUSE IT FEELS LIKE STEALING HEARTS CALLING YOUR NAME FROM THE CROWD”

Dead. You flat lined. Your limit has been passed and now you’re a hard core simp. 

Mina was so glad she started recording because there definitely won’t be another opportunity.  

Y/n🥵: “Guys... WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT. HOW CAN YOU PULL INSTRUMENTS OUT OF YOUR ASSES AND PLAY PERFECTLY. KIRI WHERE THE HELL DID THE VOICE COME FROM.”

The boys were sweating and out of breath. They just did a whole performance in the hide out with zero practice.

They stared at each other at the end for a little bit and excitedly hyped themselves up. 

Dabi spoke about starting a band forgetting about his occupation and why the bakusquad was there in the first place

Honestly this moment was precious. The villains and aspiring hero’s were getting along because of the weed in their system. This just proves how weed can solve all your problems 💅🏽

*knock knock* “Doordash delivery”

ST🧴: “Oh, when did you guys order food?”

S🕷: “We didn’t order food...”

ST🧴: “... FUCKING SHIT NOT AGA-”

The pro hero’s busted in 🤩

DB🔥: “KUROGIRIIII. GET US THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.”

And just like the the LoV escaped

M💅🏽: “Ya kno what, I honestly forgot where we were.”

B💥: “Same.”

K💪🏼: “We were having too much fun...”

D⚡️: “Ughhh why’d they come so early 😫 we were boutta start a band 🥺”

S🕷: “Wait... why were we here again??”

Y/n🥵: “Sero...baby, maybe you should lay off the weed for a bit 💀”

Aizawa walked in and shot his scarf out to all of you. He made sure to make them uncomfortably tight and pulled you guys right to him.

A🐱: 👺👹*gremlin noises*👺👹

Lol you guys are fucked. 

HELLOOOOO I hope you guys enjoyed this story of what went on when the squad got kidnapped!! Honestly my account is gonna have ALOT of bakusquad scenarios since I literally love all of them so much. Not a day goes by where I’m not thinking about hanging out with them 😭 Credits to jazzmonster for the gif 😌 once I saw it I knew I had to use it. Anywayy thank you all so much for the support :’-) I didn’t think people would actually like the stuff I write since its all over the place 😫 Hope you have a good rest of your day/night 🖤

[sweettodo]

TUTOR ⟿ KATSUKI BAKUGO X FEM!READER [pt. two].

Includes : thigh riding, slight smut, swearing.

Word count : 2584 - tried writing more of a story type thing, read part one of you want, or don’t. It’ll just add up more if you read pt 1

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I drag my feet down the boys dorm hallway, my head fuming and my hands trembling from anger. I cant believe I have to do this shit. I’d rather watch grass grow.

I hesitate knocking on the door, my fist just in the air centimeters away from the door, I sigh and finally knock.

“Oh- Hi y/n!” I’m almost relieved it’s Kirishima at the door instead of Bakugo.

“Hi Kirishima, Bakugo here?” I drag, he nods and widens the door to let me in.

I walk in and stand there like a ditz in front of Bakugo, who’s wearing sweats and a sweatshirt. He looks at me with bug eyes. “Well look at what the cat dragged in.” He cackles, I roll my eyes and make myself comfortable, plopping down on the couch and placing my bag on the coffee table.

“Just do your thing please.” I mutter, taking out my notebook, chemistry packets and a pencil. An eyebrow raises, he smirks, cracking his knuckles and propping his elbows on his knees.

“Do my thing? Matter of fact, why are you here?” I scoff and it takes me every bone in my body to not get up and leave. But I needed to be the bigger person. I needed to act like a good girl.

“Can you-“ I take in a sharp breath of air before swallowing my pride, “can you help me?” Kirishima practically jumps out of his skin, he’s absolutely blown away in fact.

“Someone pinch me; this cant be real!” He exclaims, I roll my eyes and Bakugo smiles, standing and grabbing his bag, walking up to me and sitting down on the couch.

“Kirishima you can leave for now.” He shoo’s his friend away.

“Sure bud, I’ll be back later, bye y/n!” Kiri dismisses himself and leaves.

“You didn’t come to class today? I hope you don’t get me sick.” I state, he opens his laptop and glances back at me.

“You just love hearing yourself talk don’t you.” He crudely says, “I’m not sick, I just didn’t want to go to classes today.” He mumbles.

“Very studious of you.” I mutter under my breath.

“You want me to help you or what?!” He shoots.

“Alright- Jesus.” I retort.

I pick up my notebook and wait for him to pull up slides that he’s gonna help me with. The air in the room was tight. It was like if I made a sudden movement something catastrophic would happen. I was uncomfortable, I couldn’t quite tell how he felt.

“Here we go, you should start writing; what’s due this week for you?” He asks, he looks at me and watches as I shuffle through my packets. This was all late work. I was in shambles.

“This.” I hand him a worksheet about Ions.

“This is easy shit y/n,” he reads the questions out loud, “first, do you know anything about ionic compounds?” He asks.

“Uhh- I know a little.” I scratch the back of my head, he lets out a little grunt and snatches my pencil from my hand.

“Fine, let’s work on the periodic table, answer these two questions- the ones about reactivity.” I nod my head and start writing in the lines. “Let me read it when you’re done.” He sticks his hands in his pockets. This was the first time we’ve shared words in a very long - long time.

A few minutes pass, I feel somewhat okay with what I’ve written, I hand him the paper and he reads it, his eyes moving along the paper while I gnaw at my bottom lip in anticipation, I was almost nervous about what he was gonna say. My heart was slightly pounding, I was getting hot.

I slip the white sweater from over my head and looks at me in question, judging eyes staring at my white button up, watching me wipe my hands onto my arms.

“It’s sorta okay, just write more about why Calcium is more reactive.” He says quietly, returning the paper to me, I grab it and continue writing. The room was quiet.

“Here- is that-” I quickly stop myself.

“Is it what?” He responds, slowly taking the paper from me. ‘Oh my god’ I repeat in my head.

“Is it what?” He repeats, I gulp in embarrassment.

“Is it okay?” I mutter, a smug look curls onto his mouth, he leans back into the couch, my cheeks are overtaken with a pounding hot feeling.

“Looks fine to me.” He declares, I take the paper from him and stick it in my folder.

••

With his laptop sitting on his thigh, his body centimeters away from mine, he reads and teaches me everything I’ve missed; the hour since I arrived was moving smoother, he reads, I write, he has me answer the questions on the assignments.

His body radiated a welcoming warm, this past hour he inched closer to me; in result, keeping me comfortable while I sat pretty in my skirt and knee highs.

“Alright answer this and show me when you’re done.” I take the paper from his hand and begin writing. I don’t notice him peering over my work until I’m interrupted, “no, erase that.” Bakugo’s leg is now touching my own, his right hand grabbing my pencil from my hand and erasing a sentence, his wrist applying pressure against my thigh and I look at him, he slowly brings his head up to look up at me.

We stare at each other for a few moments, my heart once again pounding out of my chest, my throat completely shut. The tension in the room could cut, I couldn’t name what I was feeling.

His hand grabs the paper and the notebook that sat under it, the computer now in the table, still maintaining eye contact, I had never seen this side of Bakugo. He tosses it on the table, inches away from my face, something clicks.

His hand grabs the collar of my shirt, pulling me forward, I suck in a breath, my eyes widened and I look at him, he looks down at me into my eyes for a split second before enveloping me into a kiss. Our lips move in sync, my head tilted to the right while his hand hangs onto my collar.

My ears grow hot, my hand slightly trembles and the air in my body is completely gone, that’s probably why I felt so dizzy.

His hand hesitantly makes its way to the small of my back, pulling me closer to his body, my leg slightly on top of his thigh, he pulls me further over his thigh. One of my legs somewhat dangling and the other folded into the couch pressed against his own.

Either leg was around his thigh, I knew where this could head.

The kiss was so deep it was almost like that’s what we needed; this was so passionate I hadn’t even had this with a boyfriend.

My eyes were shut, his tongue rolling against my own, I let him deepen the kiss; myself doing the same.

The area between my legs throbbed. I tried to stay as still as possible over his thigh, knowing if I moved I would regret it.

His hand drops from the collar of my shirt, moving to over my thigh, his thumb caressing over my skirt while he gripped my leg.

I pull away for air and look down at his thigh which held me, I start to stand but he stops me, pushing me back onto his hard thigh, the action made me yelp, my already sensitive clit screaming for more.

He looks at me, his lips swollen and slightly purple, I lean back in and he bites my bottom lip, sucking it while looking at me, I was internally screaming.

He pulls back and yanks my hair back, my head gets forced back while he kisses behind my ear and down my neck, one of my hands was pressed against his chest while the other kept me still on his thigh.

“Baku-” I’m interrupted my his hand pushing my thigh down harder, the only thing protecting me from his sweatpants being my underwear; which was a joke. He had to have known what this was going to do to me.

“Bakugo.” I mewl, his hand slowly releasing my hair and I look at him, he had that smug smirk on his face.

“Bakugo- I’m going to ruin your sweatpants.” I mumble, trying to stand again, he does the same thing as before, finally getting a whimper out of me.

“What if that’s what I want?” I stare at him with wide eyes, he now has both hands on my waist, his grip tight as he creates a friction between me and his thigh; I gasp.

“I thought you hated me.” I retort; he bites his bottom lip.

“I do.” He chuckles, bouncing his leg twice, my mouth drops open.

“I wish I could say the same for you though, do you hate me y/n?” His hands slowly moving me back and fourth over his thigh, I bite my lip, my face in a twisted lust.

“I do.” I pant, he raises an eyebrow.

“If I lift you off of my thigh right now, is it gonna be soaked?” I thank my skirt for covering his thigh for the time being.

“Shut up. I hate you and you fucking know it.” He smiles and attacks my lower neck with bites, i unbutton a few buttons of my shirt, ushering him to go lower, I couldn’t have everyone put two and two together.

He leaves hickies all over my boobs, his leg slightly bouncing in the process, I was a mess. I didn’t know I was this weak willed.

“Bakugo can you leave anymore bruises?” I sarcastically ask, he pulls back and whispers into my ear.

“Do you want to cum on my thigh?” I swallow hard and keep quiet.

“Well, if you keep bouncing I might have to.” I chuckle, his cheeks grow pink from my response.

He grabs me and throws his legs onto the couch, “ride my thigh.” He purrs. I lean over him, my arms thrown over his shoulders.

“I don’t want to ruin your pants.”

“Really? I want you to fucking soak them.” That’s all he really needed to say to me, I slowly grind against his thigh, he kisses my jawline and little whimpers are being thrown out of my mouth.

My shirt half unbuttoned, my hands on his chest, he watches me in amazement while I unravel against his leg.

It didn’t take long for me to come close to orgasming; breathing heavy, staring at Bakugo while he watched me grind against his leg for his own pleasure. “How close are you?” He asks.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” I giggle. He smiles and we start making out again, messily making out didn’t help my cause, the hot coil in my body builds up pressure before exploding, my thighs quivering, my head drops to his shoulder and I twitch, my body washed over with heat and tingles as I breathe heavy into Bakugo’s shoulder.

“That was fast.” He states.

“Don’t talk to me right now.” I pant, the pressure of his thigh making me continue twitching, I didn’t even want to see his leg right now.

“Funny for you to say that after you just used me as your toy.” I muster up energy and courage to bring my head up, my hand landing around his throat, his mouth opens into a smile. I only tighten my grip, my fingers turning white.

“And I’ll do it again. You’re a useful toy.” I tighten around his throat, he bites onto his bottom lip, his head slightly tilted back. I lift up over his thigh.

“Spit in my mouth.” My eyes widen, I send him a evil smirk, he really wanted me to do this to him? Was he serious?

“Yeah?” I ask, he sends me a ‘mhmm’.

I let spit roll off my tongue and into his mouth, his mouth open, allowing me to do this sin.

I lean back down and kiss him, this was hot. I needed to stop now before I decided to go all the way with him. I’d go back to hating him later.

*knock knock*

I gasp, jumping off him, only getting a glance at his completely soaked thigh. Buttoning my shirt so fast I even surprised myself at how fast I did it. He throws his legs off the couch, standing and walking into the bathroom. I see the spikey red haired man walk in and I smile.

“How’s studying?” He asks. I shrug.

“As good as it can be, I’ve only wanted to kill him a few times.” I wink, he laughs.

“Wheres the bastard anyways?”

“I- Uhhh, bathroom.” I answer, seconds later, Bakugo walks out with basketball shorts.

“What are you doing here?” He asks, plopping farther away from me on the couch.

“I said I’d be back later, we still have to work on our project.” Kirishima tosses his bag down onto the table.

“Why is your lip purple? Did you two fight?” He steps close to me, examining my face, I blush.

“Yeah I punched her in the face for being a dumb bitch.” Bakugo growls.

I stand and start packing up my things silently, I needed to get back to my room and look at myself in the mirror besides anyone sees me.

“I’ll be going, see you Kiri!” I quickly shout.

“Yeah! See you at dinner!” ‘Oh fuck! Dinner!’ I pound my fist into my head.

••

“No no no!” I whine into the mirror of my bathroom, my bottom lip had an uneven purple bruise; this is what I wanted to avoid. I begin unbuttoning my shirt, a plethora of purple bruises all over my chest.

“This piece of shit!” I shout; i head to my dresser, swinging it open and finding a sweatshirt, this must do for now.

••

A sweatshirt and shorts is what I walked into the cafeteria wearing; walking side to side with Momo and Mina, we all chat and get our dinner.

“Why is your lip so fucked up!” Kyoka shouts once we sit at the table; there the issue blossoms.

“Oh my god! I didn’t even notice!” Mina bellows, rubbing her finger over my chin, examining me. This is terrible.

“You’re causing a scene...” I mumble, beyond embarrassed, more of the girls were staring.

“That only happens when-”

“Hey! Shitface!” I look to my right and see Bakugo, wearing the same as when I left him.

“What the fuck do you want?” I spit, the girls fall into immediate silence.

“You left this.” He grumbles, why would he do this right now.

“Yeah right.” I snatch the paper from his gross hands and he walks away.

The girls stare at me in utter shock. They weren’t stupid, they immediately caught wind of what just happened.

“Did you two fight?!” Tsuyu shrieks.

I’m speechless, it feels as if everyone’s eyes are looking at me. Why couldn’t I get mad like usual? Where was my defense?

“Yes! Jesus! There, are you guys done?” I grit. “I’d kill him already if I wouldn’t get in trouble for it!”

Did I mean that?

I quickly shove food down my throat; not even finishing it all before I stand and quickly leave the cafeteria. I needed to get my priorities straight. What the fuck just happened to me.

[pwnyta]

OK GONNA GRIPE!! Everyone in the world (like 5-6 people) said im allowed to and encouraged me but honestly most of my gripes are Bakugo as a character so I’ll try a little fix it... it will be under the cut.

BUT GRIPES-

The Sports Festival. I loved it... I thought it was great with some exceptions-

Bakugo v Uraraka is the most obvious example of Horikoshi bending characters to make Bakugo seem better than he is. Literally the whole festival no one says shit about the female contestants, its not a plot point, no ones bothered when Tokoyami vs Momo happens but Bakugo fights Uraraka and the whole ass stadium starts running their mouths about Bakugo being kind of an asshole and being mean to Uraraka cuz shes a soft girl even though shes holding her own and Momo panicked and lost in a sad way.

Bakugo attacked Shouto after knocking him out but he doesnt get disqualified. Even if Horikoshi wanted to set up the LoV targeting him he coulda just had them see the footage of Bakugo attacking Todo and his reaction to disqualification and figuring that hed be more willing to turn coat.

The relationships with Endeavor with Shoto and All Might is one of those things that seems like its going to be a set up for something... But never goes anywhere. All Might hadnt spoke to Endeavor for years before that moment when he asks Endeavor for advice on how to train kids because he was impressed with Shoutos performance but Endeavors like ‘I’ll turn him into someone who can surpass you thats why I MADE HIM‘ and All Mights like ‘wtf? wat‘ but it goes no where...

//end Sports festival kinda...

I have so many issues with how Horikoshi built Shouto as a character to be like on the same level as Deku and Bakugo but hes not apart of that group. Their connection as kids is All Might... Shouto should have learned about one for all and the three of them should grow together more.

IDKY Shouto has this past where All Might is his hero, hes one of the big three, but hes excluded.

All im saying is Shouto (and honestly Bakugo) could have used a lot more screen time.

----

During the training camp arc Tokoyami loses control of his Quirk and almost kills a handful of his classmates and is also grabbed by the LoV with Bakugo... and it NEVER COMES UP AGAIN.

Of course the traitor plot line thats ignored for a million years only to be brought up again just to say it never actually mattered... is another one of those ‘This was a good set up for something and you did nothing with it...‘ situation. I still think Kouda is possible. Theres no reason the Principal is an animal... theres no reason why Kouda could be able to pass the entrance exam where Shinso couldnt they basically have the same Quirk. Kouda is quiet and unassuming and he can communicate very easily in secret and could theoretically control Nezu and make him say shit like ‘Theres no war in Ba Sing Se‘ and everyone would just accept it.... But like its been so long why even bother... itd be weird.

Honestly Shinsos whole... thing is also weird. But he was brought back for... like no real pay off. His tragic story doesnt even make sense... people mocking him for having a ‘villains’ Quirk... this is similar to the Bakugo/Uraraka thing. Because thats not a thing... we dont see that literally anywhere else. I mean Shouji mentions that people think his face is a little scary but thats it. There are pros with scary Quirks and even scarier looks, Tokoyami has a literal sentient DARKNESS living in him and a bird face.... but Shinso has problems? Really.

The same can be said about the CRC. Theres a whole hate group youve created to bring up to make Spinner a little more sympathetic but its never been mentioned before or since even though there are characters in the main crew with animal/creature characteristics. Again Tokoyami is right there.

Kirishima is a weird character to have made as prominent as he is because hes got literally no connection to the main story. Shouto shoulda had his screentime. I love Kirishima and his little story with Fatgum and fighting that big bitch was fucking bitchin... but like? Why Kirishima... also whats with Crimson Riot? What does he or Kirishima have to do with anything.

Shouto has the connections. It shoulda been Shouto.

How the fuck did Hawks get away with tricking the LoV with a fake body of Best Jeanist? Why not just have Hawks kill him... it makes more sense and it helps build a case for the corrupt hero society(or at least the higher ups) a little if theyre willing to kill one of their own. I like Best Jeanist but its fucking weird.

And Ive already bitched enough about the corruption of hero society and the lack of evidence story-wise...

I genuinely thought something would go down with Tensei because him being attacked made no sense even though Stain is shown to be very consistent in his belief to the point of endangering himself as shown when he literally went out of his way to save Deku. So why the fuck did he attack Tensei when everything weve seen of the guy is just a good, considerate, selfless hero.

He could have also been used to set up the corruption BUT NOTHING COMES OF IT.

And I mean like some of this stuff could come up later... but its been drawn out so long its weird... a lot of this shit would likely have a continuous direct effect on the story at large if Horikoshi just didnt... ignore it.

NOW BAKUGO. But because everyone knows I hate him Im gonna put my money where my mouth is and try to make him a little better... Cuz hes fucking garbage.

OK First up... Keep him exactly how he is until this moment exactly-

This is the worst moment for me with Bakugo because I thought he looked like that because he was shocked at himself for doing something so fucked up.

Cuz he does want to be a hero and he looks up to All Might.

So after this moment he dials it back a little on the douchebaggery.... hes sorta more distant and still kind of a jerk but but hes more avoiding Deku/conflict until we get to the Sports Festival!

He cant help himself hes competitive and aggressive and the steeper the competition gets the more he falls back into being that hyper aggressive violent person he wants to not be.

The Sports Festival goes as expected and its not until after and he sees himself that he gets uncomfortable again and tries to mellow out again.

Then the practical exam happens and hes paired with Deku but instead of being needlessly antagonistic they actually DO work together... they can bicker and have different ideas of how to win but then get desperate by the end and actually work together cuz THIS-

WAS SO SHITTY. It didnt need to happen. Also earlier when Bakugo is being an asshole in class Aizawa fully acknowledges Bakugo going down a dark path... and does like nothing about it... (You cant really blame him... Baku gets away with everything.)

ANYWAYS. So they reluctantly work together and work well together... Bakugo still feels kinda shitty and annoyed that Deku is at his level..

-

When Bakugo gets snatched by the LoV I think could REALLY be the biggest turning point...

Instead of Bakugo just continuing on like he does maybe this would be a great moment for him to realize that dark path hes been on. The Villains speak to him and theyre like ‘youd be a great villain‘ and its like that scene in Dr Who when Nine flips out and screams at the last Dalek tells it to go and die... and the Dalek goes ‘Youd make a good Dalek‘ which just gut punches him.

Its like that Bakugo thinks about the shits hes been doing after the villains think they can convince him to join them, he thinks about All Might and his life long dream to be a hero and hes disturbed that he COULD be a villain.

They take off the cuffs... he attacks them as per usual but its not with that cocky attitude.

///Bakugo gets saved

He thanks Kirishima... and thanks the others. It can be a cute moment GDI!

The fight between Bakugo and Deku could be Bakugo asking Deku to spar. Thats what he wants. He wants to test the both of them and Deku agrees so when Aizawa gets pissed at them both ITS DESERVED instead of Aizawa punishing Deku for defending himself.

And that can still be the moment Bakugo has his little breakdown and blaming himself for All Mights retirement.

And then just go from there... Bakugos character development coulda been smooth

[etrnlscn]

12 Days Of Christmas

A Bakugo x F!Reader

series masterlist

Chapter 3: Rockin Around the Christmas Tree

The car ride was long. really long. It was really only an hour but the fact that Bakugo was in the car, made it the slightest bit more uncomfortable for Y/N. Especially since everyone insisted that Bakugo sit in the passenger seat beside, because they all coincidentally were prone to car sickness.

The tension wasn't as thick as yesterday's, but it was still present. Everyone tried to ignore it by blasting to music or starting random conversations. You now knew that Kirishima and Kaminari were both afraid of sloths.

Y/N and Bakugo weren't too terrible at making conversation anymore. They had a bit of discourse here and there, Y/N laughing at one of his jokes. Bakugo commenting on her terrible driving skills.

They arrive at Y/Ns house and everyone is excited, as always. Y/Ns mom was pretty much, EVERYONE'S mom. Since her parents lived closest to campus, all Y/Ns friends would come over during breaks and such.

Everyone get's out the car and makes their way to the door, Y/N rings the bell. "HI BABY!" Y/Ns mother opens the door and gives her the biggest hug. "I'm so happy to see you all come in, come i-"

As everyone trails in, Bakugo is last.

"Is that... KATSUKI?!?!" Y/Ns mother almost shrieks pulling him into a bear hug, as he gasps for air.

She lets go and calls for her husband, "HONEY YOU WONT BELIEVE WHO'S HERE." She shouts down the hall. Y/Ns father comes to the door and his eyes widen as he walks over to greet him.

"Damn I thought I was the favourite" Kaminari says under his breath. Y/N walks over to her parents with an awkward smile. "Yes, Bakugo's in the city for-" Y/N is cut off,

"You didn't tell us you two were back together! Oh, Katsu she was ever so lonely without you" Her mother expressed.

"Us?"

"No!"

"He just-" "She just-"

"He's in the city for christmas, and I thought i'd suprise you heh". Y/N lets out with a sigh.

"Oh, well... we're happy to see you anyway son." Says Y/Ns dad. "Thank you Mr. Y/L/N." You all head to the living area.

The day goes pretty smoothly and everyone is having a great time. Y/N had almost forgot everything about the last 2 days. It was like old times. Just..... chilling.

You all decorated the christmas tree, baked, reminisced. Y/Ns parents asking Bakugo a list of questions. She was happy they got to see him again, he was really like a son to them.

When Y/N and Bakugo together, he was an angel around her parents. Perfect manners, bringing gifts, cooking and cleaning. If only they knew he was an annoying little-

"Sweetie!" Her mother called. She walked over from the kitchen where she was helping set up the table for the dinner. "Yeah, whats up?". She saw Bakugo standing behind her, looking away. "Well since Katsuki is back I thought you two could put the star on tree! For old times sake." Her mother said. Oh. "Really?!" Y/N spit out in question. "I-I mean yeah sure! If... Bakugo wants too haha." She said nervously scratching her arm.

"If you're okay with it then-"

"I am." Y/N cut him off, smiling, signalling to Bakugo

"Well okay", he smiled slightly as well, to please Y/Ns mother.

"Great!" Her mother said, making her way to the living room where everyone else was, gesturing them along. "Forgot we used to that." She said to Bakugo, "Me too. Ha."

Everyone is putting the finishes touches on the tree when Y/N and Bakugo walk in. Mina walks over to them with the star. "I believe this is yours!" She sing songs, putting it in Y/Ns hand. "WAIT LET ME SET THE CAMERA" Y/Ns dad yells fumbling with the device. "You're recording??" Y/N asks slightly embarrassed. "Of course? When is this happening ever again, its not like my boy comes over everyday yknow!"

"At least get my good side Mr. Y/L/N" Bakugo laughs. Y/N rolls her eyes.

The pair walk over to the tree. "So. How are we doing this?" Y/N looks over at Bakugo. He looks back her and gets on his knees. "Get on." No way. Not today sir. "Wha- I have trust issues." Y/N says with hesitation. "Yeah, and you're also short as hell, come on". He says sharply.

Y/N let out a breath to calm herself. One leg at a time she got on his shoulders and adjusted her seating.

"If you dro-"

"Oh shut up." Bakugo cuts her off and stands up. Y/N shrieks. "Quit wobblin' !" He says, "I'M TRYING!" Y/N replies. She almost drops the star trying to balance herself.

"You guys are a goddamn mess, hurry up." Shinso says from the couch. "Babe sh- Their bonding" Kaminari whispers to him.

Y/N is finally stabilized and she reaches for the the top of the tree, Bakugo hold her thighs down. She places the star and starts adjusting it to her liking.

"Are you done? This isn't times square, the only people looking at it will be you're parents and these dumbasses" He whispers in annoyance referencing their friend. "I'm not letting my tree look like shit, just- hold on" Y/N replies continuing her perfecting.

"That's it you're coming down." Bakugo says attempting to life her legs off his shoulders. "Bakugou wait-" Y/N says squirming, fighting his grip, "Get off !" He says fighting back

"I SAID WAIT-" Y/N yells, wobbling on top of him

"AND I SAID-" Baku retorts.

Bakugo's cut off. He steps back and slips on an ornament that had been shaken off by the commotion. Dropping Y/N, falling himself

"OH MY GOODNESS ARE YOU TWO OKAY?!" Y/Ns mother ran up to them, "I'll be right back with some ice packs!" She says taking off.

"2 bumbling idiots." Shinso sighs, looking down at his phone. The two cripples were lying on the ground in pain. "I specifically told you." Said Y/N, "NOT to drop me.". Bakugo struggling to sit up, "Accidents happen. Sorry." He smirked looking back at her. He noticed she was holding her ankle and wincing

"A-are you okay" He crawls over. "I'm fine, I just landed weird-". She says as she attempts to get up. When she finally gets her feet she looses balance and almost falls again. Bakugo gets up quickly to catch her.

"Yeah, you're not okay." He says draping her arm around his shoulders, and walking her to the kitchen.

She sits on the counter looking down at her ankle, that was turning a darker shade of purple. "Shit." She says. Y/Ns Mother walks in with thie ice pack. "Oh honey are you okay?" She says as she presses the cold on Y/Ns ankle. Y/N smiles and nods. "At least the star looks good!" Her mother says, "Thank you Katsuki" She smiles at him.

"Well now that you're wrapped up i'll call everyone for dinner" She says walking out the room.

Y/N and Bakugo are alone. Y/N looks up. "If i knew were gonna injure me the next time you saw me i'd definitely would have found more ways to avoid you" She says.

"I said I was sorry-"

"Calm down i'm joking!" She laughs. Bakugo smiles a bit but catches himself before she noticed. "You know, I missed a bit of chaos in my life." She says

"Glad I could feed your hunger" He smirks.

[quirklessbunny]

Forgotten (Or Maybe Not)

A small fic for Izuku’s birthday! It’s Todobaku and rated T

hope you enjoy! Definitely has some angst though!

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Izuku wakes up later than he usually would, and stretches out with a groan. He checks his phone, wondering why the alarm didn't go off, then slowly peels himself out of the sheets. For a moment he's almost confused, not used to waking up at home any more, but then he remembers that he came home for his birthday, because he wanted to spend it with his mom. He hadn't told anyone at school, though, he doesn't really want a big deal made out of it.

Because it's really not much of a big deal.

But when he walks out into the living room and isn't greeted with his mom barrelling him over like she usually would, he's pretty confused. In fact, he finds her eating a bowl of cereal in the kitchen, as if it's just any other day.

“Morning, mom,” he says, giving her a soft smile. He grabs a bowl down and pours himself some cereal as well, sitting down beside her. He doesn't care what they have for breakfast, cereal is just fine. He wonders if they'll make a special dinner together like they have been. Izuku hopes so, he likes the way they do his birthdays. They're small and loving and warm. He wouldn't ask for anything else. It's always been just the two of them.

Inko seems to start slightly at him speaking to her, but she smiles back at him.

“Good morning, Izuku. I hope you don't mind that I'm a bit in a rush this morning, they asked me to come into work a little early today.” She finishes her cereal and stands up, rinsing the bowl, seeming to not notice the odd look her son is shooting her. She pauses to kiss his forehead and pull him into a tight hug. “But I'll be back later. I'm sorry that I have to go in when you're home, I know I never get to see you any more. I love you, baby,” she says, hugging him a little tighter before walking out of the room.

Izuku is still stunned. His mother has never worked on his birthday before. She always makes a big deal about the two of them spending the entire day together. He wonders if maybe he screwed the days up, but checking his phone lets him know that no, today <i> is </i> July 15. Maybe he was making a big deal out of nothing. He's older now, maybe birthdays aren't meant to be as involved anymore.

But he kind of regrets coming home if that's the case. He doesn't really want to spend the entire day home alone, and he took the day off of school. He sighs softly, finishing the cereal and rinsing his bowl out as well. Izuku feels his heart ache, but he knows it's selfish. His mom works really hard, and he can't fault her for that.

Even if she didn't even say 'happy birthday'.

Izuku makes himself smile when she walks out to kiss him goodbye, though it falls again the instant the door closes. No, he convinces himself, it's not important. He heads upstairs to his bed again and lays down, clutching his pillow to his chest. He sniffles softly.

“It's not important, it's not important,” he whispers to himself, as if the repetition will help convince him. But it really is important, he thinks as the tears well over and drip down his cheeks. He would have liked his mom at the very least to remember his birthday. He knows Katsuki knows it as well, though he doesn't expect much from his friend turned rival turned friend. Katsuki is still trying to figure it all out still, so a birthday wish from him would be a surprise all it's own.

His phone jingles and it takes a moment for him to clear his eyes up to read the message. He sniffles a few more times and uses the corner of his blanket to wipe away the tears still blurrying his vision.

From: Kacchan

'Hey nerd, where the fuck are you? Aizawa gave out a pop quiz. He said you were cleared to not be here, but pink cheeks is worried you're gonna have trouble making up the quiz.'

His phone rings again before he can come up with a good response for Katsuki.

From: Sho

'Hello Midoriya. You missed a pop quiz, I don't want you to worry. It was fairly simple, and I have no doubt you'll be just fine figuring it out, but if you'd like to study beforehand, my dorm is always welcome.'

Another jingle.

From: Ei

'Hey Izu! Are you doing okay? It's really rare for you to miss school. I know you probably have a good reason, you always do if you're gone. Any way, pop quiz was pretty hard but I think you'll probably do fine, Baku did. I miss you!'

Izuku blushes softly, but decides not to answer. He doesn't know how. They all sound so worried, and it makes him feel kind of weird about missing class. But he doesn't have his school stuff, and he's sure that by the time he makes it, it'd probably be around lunch. But oh well, his mom is at work and  all, and he can come home again afterwards to make dinner with his mom.

If she even wants to do that. He supposes he can ask, but that feels selfish. Like how would he phrase that? 'Hey mom, it's my birthday, are we doing dinner like always?' 'Hey mom, do you want to make dinner for a kid you're not even supposed to have to make dinner for any more? I know you had a tough day at work but now I really want you feed me based on a random day that isn't even that important'. No he doesn't want to make his mom do that.

Unless his mom brings it up, he'll just act like today is any other day. He gets up and showers quickly, then heads to the dorms, changing into his school clothes. He sends Aizawa a quick email to let him know he'll be attending school after all, arriving at the classroom around the end of lunch. He surprised by the complete lack of students in the class. He knows some people get back pretty early, but Aizawa is sitting behind his desk.

He gets a copy of the test, assuring his teacher that he didn't get the answers from any of his classmates, then sits down. Izuku starts on the test, getting confused by the answers repeatedly. He doesn't remember learning any of this stuff in class, he's just lucky he already knew some of the answers about hero history, otherwise he probably would have completely bombed it. What's even weirder is that he doesn't see any other students in the room, even after the bell rings to announce the end of their lunch period.

Izuku silently turns the test in then sits back down, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. It's really uncomfortable to be the only one in the classroom, he thinks. He looks through the window, sighing when he sees Katsuki, Eijiro, and Shoto talking together in the courtyard below. He wishes he was with them, anything would be better than this. Or he wishes they would come and sit through this awkward torture <i> with </i> him. He looks up when Aizawa turns his test back to him.

The big red 'F' stares him in the face. He's never gotten an f score before. “W-Wait, Mr. Aizawa, what?”

Aizawa sits down behind his desk, giving Izuku a tired look.

“Trust me, it's not what I wanted to write either. All the other kids passed, that's why they're not here. I thought I was going to get to have a quiet afternoon to myself to nap, but instead we have to go over all the questions on the pop quiz. I'm kind of disappointed Izuku, you're pretty high up in class, and I expected you to do better.”

Izuku feels tears welling up into his eyes. He though school would have been better, a welcome distraction from the pain of his mother forgetting his birthday, but it seems like that won't be happening now. Instead, he gets to feel like a burden on his teacher, who clearly had engineered the test to give them all a break with how hard class has been lately. He sniffles softly, pulling out his notebook.

They start with the problems he truly didn't get at all, and he's really grateful for it. Then they move onto things that he was wary about, and several of them he finds he didn't fully understand how to do. But then Aizawa starts to explain something that he clearly got right but was marked wrong.

“Mr. Aizawa! I'm sorry to interrupt but I actually got this one right,” he says. “But it was marked wrong.” Izuku's voice is shaking as he tries not to cry any more, especially since he's pointing out something he knows he's correct on.

Aizawa glances at his phone, seeming to mull something over, before nodding and coming over to him. “Then we won't go over that one,” he says. He looks over his paper and sighs. “You got some of these right, my apologies for not looking thoroughly. My answer key has some errors. Let me re grade this, and then I'll let you retake the rest of it.” He brings back the paper a few minutes later.

Izuku takes it, relaxing when he sees the C. He's glad he didn't get as bad of a grade as he thought. When the new paper is handed to him, he starts to write quickly through it, since he knows everything now. When the paper is passed back to him with an A, he almost faints with relief, though he does burst into tears. At this point he's completely starving, his mom forgot his birthday, his best friend didn't say anything to him about it, and he's been harassed about this supposedly small quiz for a solid hour.

He's kind of surprised when Aizawa's hand claps down on his shoulder and gives it a couple comforting pats. “I bet you're hungry, aren't you? Missed lunch, probably. I'm sorry, Midoriya, why don't we go see if we can get you something to eat.” He feels bad about keeping him that long when he's obviously distressed.

“Yeah, I'm really hungry, sorry,” he whispers. Izuku stands up and nods. He packs up his stuff, then follows Aizawa into the hall. He gets confused when he's led past the cafeteria, but he reasons that they're probably not open at the moment. The kitchen at the dorms is a lot more likely, he thinks.

The dorm building comes into view and he's relieved. He just wants to eat and go lay down and try to forget about this day. This is honestly the worst birthday he's ever had, and his fifth birthday definitely happened. He drops his head and pushes the door open, about to kick off his shoes when a sudden 'surprise!' startles him. He practically falls back against Aizawa, eyes wide as he looks at the enthusiastic smiling faces of his classmates...and All Might. His mom slides out from behind a few kids with a bright smile, and numbly he accepts the hug she gives him.

Izuku starts to cry. Again.

He pushes his mother off of him and runs between the people trying to say happy birthday to him, slamming his door shut. He didn't want a big deal made out of it, not like this. He just wanted a quiet day with his mom, and maybe a few friends to say 'happy birthday'. This is a little too much, even though he loves his classmates a lot.

He jumps when he feels a hand on his shoulder, and his head shoots up to look into worried, crimson eyes. Izuku reaches up and grabs onto Katsuki's wrist, pulling him down so he can bury his face in his shoulder, sobbing softly against him.

“Hey, it's okay,” Katsuki mutters, awkward. He's still not used to Izuku leaning on him to cry, but he wants to help him calm down. He knew this was a stupid fucking idea, pretending that no one knew or remembered his birthday and then throwing him this giant surprise birthday. Izuku never seemed to like things like this, but Eijiro and Uraraka seemed so excited about it that he had a hard time telling them no. “Let's breathe for a moment then head downstairs. Everyone was really excited to spend your birthday with you.”

Izuku takes a panicked, deep breath, then lets out another sob. He grips Katsuki's shirt and whimpers, crying harder. He can't seem to catch his breath, it was all way too overwhelming. Why had they done that? Convinced him they didn't remember his birthday and then surprised him this way? It takes several more minutes before he finally stops sobbing. He reaches up and wipes away his tears, sniffling hard.

“I-I'm sorry,” he mumbles. Izuku looks up at him, then slowly stands up. “I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to run away like that. It was just...overwhelming to get yelled at like that.” He looks around then sighs softly. “I'm gonna change into something more comfortable, I'll meet you down there,” he says, giving Katsuki a forced little smile.

Izuku changes into his normal day clothes, and comes back downstairs, giving the room a sheepish smile. “Sorry for running away,” he says softly, then looks around. “You startled me, but thank you very much for giving me such a nice birthday. It's an honour to have all of you as friends.”

Izuku greets everybody, relaxing more as he falls into the familiar chatting with his closer friends. He's glad to see some of the students from the other classes are there as well. But his main focus? The massive table of food. He walks over to it, piling his plate high then sitting down on the couch and starting to eat. He was so starved, and it becomes obvious with how quickly he starts eating.

After he's gotten the chance to eat, his friends and family crowd him with presents, and it takes Katsuki telling them to back off for them to realize they shouldn't overwhelm him again, but he's grateful to all of them.

His favourite present, beyond  a shadow of a doubt, is the signed limited time All Might figurine Yagi gave him. He runs up to his room immediately to add it to the rather large collection, smiling happily. What started as a really bad birthday turned into something really nice, he thinks as he admires it. A soft knock on the door frame gets his attention, and he turns his excited smile to the person coming in.

“Hey,” Shoto says, stepping into the room. He smiles when he sees the display. “I just had a question,” he starts. He sits down on the bed, awkwardly playing with the blanket he's sitting on. “I wanted to know...if you wanted to go out with me.”

Izuku blushes darkly, then rubs the back of his neck. “Like as a birthday present or like, seriously?” he asks.

Shoto sputters slightly. “Seriously. I've been thinking about this for a while, and I had a big romantic idea set up, but then when you ran away like that I realized you aren't really one for big public gestures, not like Eijiro or Denki or Ochako, the ones I mainly asked how to do it.” He gives Izuku a soft smile, though it's hard for him to hide how embarrassed he's getting the longer it takes Izuku to answer, not when his hair starts to smoke.

Izuku looks over his face, then smiles again. “Yeah, actually. I would really love to go on a date with you.” He reaches out then grabs his hand, then gives it a soft squeeze. “Thank you, for trying not to embarrass me. It means a lot. But it probably would have been okay, there was just a lot going on today.” He rubs his thumb over his hand softly. “Either way, I'm really glad. Cause I've had a huge crush on you for a long time and I've been wanting to ask but was worried you might be upset.”

“Oh. Well that's a relief then.” Shoto smiles softly at him, squeezing his hand in return. “Let's go back down, I'd hate to keep all our friends waiting. Today we're celebrating you, after all. And kind of your mom, because she honestly made and raised the best person I've ever met.”

Izuku blushes darkly and gives him a nudge. “Sappy already,” he teases with a smile. “Yeah, let's head back down.”

And surrounded by his friends and family, he decides, is a really good way to spend his birthday.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 003: Superhero Academy Entrance Exam

Chapter 3 of my not-actually-live liveblog of Boku no Hero Academia! And I have to say, this one is my favorite chapter so far. We’ve got new characters, we’ve got weird video game point challenges, and we’ve got a new crowning moment of awesome for our protagonist! All this, and a guy with the power of jeans. What more could I ask for in life.

Notes: As of posting this I’ve read up through chapter 6 of the manga and watched episodes 1-5 of the anime. My comments (aside from ETAs), however, are from my initial readthrough of the chapter and are unedited. And despite residing here on tumblr where BnHA is a trending tag like every week, I somehow continue to remain almost totally unspoiled (boy that feels like I’m jinxing it).

hey it’s some random speech bubbles just spitting out facts about U.A.! how convenient and helpful

damn, they only accept 1 in 300 people... that’s a 0.33% acceptance rate. I’m pretty sure even Harvard accepts like 5 or 6% of its applicants, so this is... yikes

All Might magnanimously declined the People’ Choice Award lmao

“Best Jeanist.” oh my god. for years I’ve thought Eiichiro Oda was hands-down the best mangaka when it came to creating off-the-wall new characters. but this character’s name is Best Jeanist and he’s wearing a turtleneck denim jacket and has onion hair and I just. I don’t know anymore. my world is shook

what makes it better is the implication that there are other jeanists out there. but he is the best

so much the best that he’s won the best jeanist award eight years running

what is his power?? jeans??

shout out to this other guy Endeavor who I’m completely ignoring because he had the misfortune to be standing next to my homeboy Best Fucking Jeanist

Deku actually went home and took a shower and packed and then got on the subway for a forty-minute ride. holy shit this kid is cool under pressure. probably took a fucking nap on the train too

DID HE EAT THE HAIR??? I ASSUME YES? GODDAMMIT THIS IS BULLSHIT TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED RIGHT NOW

is this the school? I like the trees just chilling out in the entrance lobby there

“there was no time to test out the power All Might had given to me” -- fjkalsjdfj ARE YOU SERIOUS

THEN WHY DIDN’T YOU IDIOTS DO THIS LAST WEEK

YOU COULD HAVE PACKED THE NIGHT BEFORE

THE SHOWER IS FINE, SHOWERS ARE IMPORTANT, BUT YOU COULD HAVE DONE IT FASTER

HE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW IF THE HAIR ACTUALLY DID ANYTHING?? YOU SPENT THE PAST 10 MONTHS BUILDING UP TO THIS? YOU WERE CARRYING THAT BALL FOR TEN FUCKING MONTHS ONLY TO DROP IT THREE FUCKING HOURS BEFORE THE EXAM SFKSHLHK I’M FUCKING LOSING IT

I DON’T CARE IF HE’LL OBVIOUSLY BE FINE, I NEED SOMEONE TO GO AND SMACK HIM PLEASE

-- OH LOOK IT’S MY PROBLEMATIC FAVE

HOLY SAVAGE FUCK THAT “IGNORE + WALK PAST” WAS OFF THE FUCKING CHARTS

“ever since that day, Kaachan never tormented me again”

the answer is yes, right? no? are you sure?? damn

wow they still remember the sludge monster and call it the “sludge incident”

here I was thinking this kind of shit happened on the daily in this crazy superheroes&supervillains society, but I guess some incidents are more memorable than others

also it’s nice that he stopped harassing Green Tsuna, but when my previous (I shouldn’t say “previous”, actually... more like “still current”) favorite Gokudera “GOAT” Hayato had his life saved by his protagonist, he not only stopped tormenting him, but he immediately swore his eternal fealty and dedicated his life to serving him, so that’s a pretty high bar. I will give Baku the benefit of the doubt, though

I’m still obviously on board this ship, as evidenced by the fact that Deku thought “I gotta stop flinching instinctively” and I was like “aww they’ll be lovers any day now”

I don’t understand it either

hey hello I’m cracking up in real life here

wow I thought he was gonna fall and that was hilarious, but instead he’s somehow just... floating there? which is somehow even MORE hilarious

HEY A NEW CHARACTER. [takes notes]

WHY ARE YOU SORRY FOR STOPPING HIM IT WAS A NICE THING TO DO

“[SMILES BROADLY] THIS SURE IS NERVE-WRACKING!” HEY I’M SORRY, BEST JEANIST, BUT YOU CAN FUCK RIGHT OFF, THIS IS MY NEW NEW FAVE

HIGH FIVE, GREEN TSUNA. YOU’RE DOING GREAT

“Everybody say hey” this motherfucker better be saying this in fucking English goddamit. (ETA: he is!! yessssssssss)

nobody said hey

“well that’s cool.” nice recovery! gamfuckingbatte you funky boombox man

YEEEEEEAH

nobody said yeah

my god this is a tough crowd. the practical test could just be warming these stone-cold motherfuckers up and it would 100% explain the abysmally low acceptance rate

I love how Deku talks to himself all the fucking time. I want to watch movies with him. we’ll both talk quietly while trying not to annoy people and probably not succeeding.

they’re sitting next to each other oh my god they were roomaaaaates

no but it’s seriously so cute??

there are probably thousands of people there, they didn’t HAVE to sit with each other. (unless seating arrangements are determined by school)

ETA: which they probably are come to think of it. hahaha)

they can’t take the test together though, aw

look at these fucking Mario silhouettes. did Nintendo sign off on these?

is it allowed because they’re blacked out? how fucking sneaky

(ETA: actually in the anime they didn’t make any Mario references at all, which makes me think there actually was a copyright issue)

these rules seem simple enough. actually seems almost too simple. the amount of different quirks they’re dealing with and the lack of guidelines on how not to use them seems to be asking for trouble. but I guess they probably know what they’re doing by now

I thought this was a high school, why is this 40-year-old man here asking questions about the exam

OH SHIT DEKU HE’S CALLING YOU OUT FROM TWENTY FEET AWAY

we would so get kicked out of movies together

now they’re literally referencing Super Mario Bros by name huh

and calling it an “old retro game”... sob

I actually love the pop culture reference so much and hope that more of these follow. this is how people talk in real life. none of that coming across a zombie and not actually calling them “zombies” because that concept somehow doesn’t exist or any of that bullshit. no sir. “you guys know thwomps from Mario? this thing is like a thwomp from Mario”

here we go. this set-up reminds me of Choice from KHR. please dear god don’t actually be like Choice from KHR

yeah, come to think... how big is this school

there’s a guy whose arm bone is sticking waaaaaay out of his elbow and it’s making me so fucking uncomfortable

please go away

THE GIRL IS HERE

AND THE FORTY-YEAR-OLD MAN IS HERE TOO DAMMIT

all these people who don’t even fucking know Deku are still picking on him for some reason. ugh. just more people to show up, Izu. you got this dude

I’m getting strong Hunger Game vibes here

oh damn they sure did run

thd thd thd thd

relax, Deku, I’m sure there are plenty of monsters to go around. plus most of those guys appear to be morons and I’m sure the smiley girl and the forty-year-old man are the only ones in the group who’ll actually pass somehow

oh fucking FINALLY a flashback to him eating the hair!!

he’ll START to feel SOMETHING in A FEW HOURS?!!!

and there he is running off to take a shower as previously established

I am glad he is confirmed as having good personal hygiene, though

“prepare for some real kickback” noooo I’m getting nervous

when you use One for All, clench up your butt

ssshhf this giant fucking robot literally interrupted his flashback right before we got to the good part??

DEKU. CLENCH YOUR BUTTTT

“why can’t I move?” MAYBE YOU CLENCHED TOO TIGHT. SHIT

some bishounen with a crotch laser just appeared out of nowhere and blasted it!

whew

“merci!” you’re welcome, Tuxedo Mask

wow he’s been standing around for four minutes already?? I take back what I said before, Deku. fucking run

everyone else has killed basically all the enemies. fuck why do I feel like he’s about to face a fucking thwomp. how many points were those again

...lmao zero. well shit

these Ender’s Game test-makers have deemed Yuri on Ice over here a “decision maker”

who am I to argue

BAKUGOUUU

YESSS MY ANGRY SON WHOM I’VE ADOPTED FOR REASONS THAT STILL CONFUSE ME HAS GOT THAT .3% ACCEPTANCE RATE LOCKED UP

OH NO IT’S THE YARUKI SWITCH

WHAT’S A YARUKI SWITCH

ah

now feels like a good time to speculate on just how fucking expensive this fucking test is with the giant robots and the entire fucking city built for the sole purpose of being leveled in ten fucking minutes all for the sake of a test which only 1 out of every 300 people will even fucking pass

somewhere out there I hope there are people whose quirks are just “building lots of things really cheaply and effectively”, otherwise this feels like such a waste

haha now everyone is running again but in the opposite direction this time

and so is Deku. NOW he can move, huh

aaaaaand he’s crying again

something better happen or else he’s screwed

oh fuck me, the girl fell, of COURSE it had to be the girl

(ETA: actually upon reflection I think they redeemed this due to two things: (1) tying it back to her not letting him trip and fall earlier, and (2) the fact that she’s not the first person that Deku has had to heroically rescue, and the person who WAS first was not only a guy, but the angry explosive prodigy character. so I’ll give them a pass here)

(ETA 2: after watching it in the anime, a bunch of debris fucking fell on her, so I take back all of my complaining. good show)

AHHHHH HE’S RUNNING BACK TOWARD THE GIANT MONSTER DOING THE HEROIC “I JUST ACTED WITHOUT THINKING” THING AGAIN AHHH

AHHHHHHHH

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THIS IS THE COOLEST THING I’VE EVER SEEN

HOLY SHIT WAY TO BRING ME BACK DOWN

-- AH?! NOOO WHY IS IT OVER

I’M GONNA GO READ THE NEXT ONE RIGHT NOW

(ETA: and you better believe I did)

BUT FIRST

BONUS:

”I’m glad he came out so unlikable.” HAHA JOKE’S ON YOU

”his face just screams ‘I’m a rotten thief’” LMAO SOB WHY IS HE MY FAVORITE

GOOD CALL CHANGING HIS PERSONALITY THOUGH BECAUSE THIS VERSION NEEDS TO BE PUNCHED IN THE FUCKING FACE:

I HATE HIM

AND THAT’S IT THAT’S THE CHAPTER????

holy fucking shit.

[franeridart]

I don't know if I like what the manga is doing with the eri story wise right now. Like, after the new chapter, if eri's quirk ends up doing what I think it does, it will probably be a huge loss for the manga story wise. (I love mirio and nighteye, but in this situation, to get them back this way, would probably feel like a huge cop out)

Ah, can’t say you find me on your side on this, anon - generally I’m a positive person! And I like bnha because it’s a positive story! So, yeah, if Eri’s gonna fix it and avoid deaths and permanent damages all around I’m not gonna mind it one bit. I understand your position on this tho, and I’m pretty sure you’re not alone on it. I guess it’s about what you’re looking for in a story, and what the point the story means to bring across is to begin with - you say that having an all around positive outcome to this arc is gonna be a loss for the manga, but bnha isn’t snk. It’s not Tokyo Ghoul, or D.Gray-man, or any other story made to drive across the point that life is sad and sad things happen and you just gotta deal with it as best as you can. The general point of HeroAca, since the very beginning, is that luck exists! Things can turn out for the best! Look at it, our protagonist didn’t even have a quirk and now he’s got the best one out there. Literally became the successor to the greatest hero alive without doing anything aside from being a nice guy

I mean. I get why you’d wish for a... more real story, I guess. I get that you might like the angst and the realness of life being shitty and bad things happening and all that jazz. But that’s never been bnha’s point? Since the very start? Deku’s whole arc is turning into a fight to show you that you should never lose hope and that even set futures can still be rewritten - and, about that, there’s also how big part of this arc is still about Nighteye and what he saw in All Might’s future, and about Deku wanting to prove that he doesn’t have to die, so a girl that can literally rewind said future to make it go some other way? That’s exactly what you need to counter Nighteye’s quirk. Deku might talk about twisting fate all he wants, but considering how Nighteye’s quirk works and how precise and definitive it is, without something that can make what Nighteye saw happen just to bring it back and change it there was no way Deku could have done much.

As I said, I get why you’d be disappointed in the possibility of a total fix-it, but as far as bnha’s plot goes I don’t think the story’s gonna lose anything with simply keeping up the positive-to-a-naive-point look on life it has always had, if that’s what it decides to do. You might end up finding the story less good then you’d been expecting, but that’s because you were seeing bnha as a genre it has never even tried to be. This is still a story in which at some point holding hands saved the day, after all haha

Anon said:you always thanks horikoshi for your life but seriously, thank you, for my life

sob you’re so sweet oh my GOD ;O; thank you so much, I’m so so happy you’re liking my stuff!!!

Anon said:YOUR LATEST KIRIBAKU COMIC KILLED ME AND I THANK YOU FOR THAT YOU TALENTED HUMAN BEING

WAAAHHHHHHHH I’M GLAD YOU LIKED IT OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Would you ever draw anything nsfw or at least a little bit steamy?? I would love to see some of that in you style

That’s actually answered in my faq! But yeah to keep it short the answer is nope, I try to keep my blogs as sfw as I can manage! Also why would you want to see that sorta thing in my style omfg hahaha I feel like it would just end up looking wrong lmao

Anon said:im legit crying over this kiribaku comic 😭😭😭 bless you

I’m super happy you liked it but please don’t cry omfg !!!!*hands you tissues* 

Anon said:......LISTen!! !! ! I LOVE U SO MUCH!!! !! ! and thank u for the super quality content b l e s s u p! ! !!!

AAAAHHHHH I LOVE U TOO THANK YOU SO MUCH !!!!!!!

Anon said:I rambled about it and I'm still blown away by it but that comic made my day so so so so so much I feel blessed. I was so excited when I saw how much there was and all of it!!! Was so good!!!! The art was consistently amazing and gosh u blow me away ur so good!!! I know it must've taken a lot and doing all that and SO WELL in 3 days??? I rlly appreciate the effort u put in and I wanted to let you know I think it was incredible C: I hope ur having as lovely as a day as that comic made mine

I’m gonna legit start sobbing, thank you so so so so much ;O; it did take a whole damn lot of work, but with how nice you’re being I feel like it was 100% worth it!!!

Anon said:your comic totally made my saturday, kiri is so cuuute wtf?? and baku so hella pretty? i mean, the way you draw him?? i cant rlly explain it but thank you for this beauty on my dashboard. i have all those warm mushy feelings when i see your stuff

Thank you!!!! and I’m happy I could make you feel the mushy feels hahaha feeling mushy mush is good I’m always glad when I’m told I managed to convey that !!!!

Anon said:your comics were so cute and so well drawn!! your art always puts a smile on my face :)

And your nice words put a smile on mine so now we’re both smiling and happy!!!!!! I love that!!!!!! :D

Anon said:bless you and thank you for the kiribaku content, you're making my day every time dude

You’re all!!!! so kind!!!!!!! aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank you

Anon said:dRAW KIRISHIMA'S BLACK HAIR SPIKY OMG

That’s actually a nice idea, but can I maybe ask you to come around again with a “please” and “could you”? I’m sure you didn’t mean anything bad by it and I love the enthusiasm, but I prefer it when people are being polite when asking for stuff out of me

Anon said:Okay, how bout this? Bakushima Skyrim AU. This might be a little too close to the fantasy AU but hear me out. So Bakugoi Katsuki is a Breton Spellsword who is commanded by his lord (Aizawa) to go help the Empire with the Stormcloak Rebellion, he is then sent to Helgen by General Tullius to investigate its sudden communication silence. He then meets Kirishima (Eric the Slayer) at Rorikstead who is immediately fascinated by him, they end up traveling together and discover that Bakugo is dragonborn

I mean!!! That sounds like an incredible concept!!! But I’ve never played skyrim in my life before and I could barely manage to follow this ask all the way through, so I’m probably not the best person to suggest this to haha

Anon said:is momo your first option for our lil rocker lesbian or is it mina?

What a question! And one I don’t have a proper answer to, actually - I like both of them equally but for completely different reasons? MomoJirou is the type of ship I sorta see as more or less canon, like, they’re pretty damn obvious aren’t they? And they’re besties! And the aesthetics work so well! So generally I’m like, if I gotta pick one person for Jirou, basing the decision solely on canon stuff, I’m gonna pick Momo. They’re soft and warm too, have sort of a coffee-shop-AU feel to them, I love it

On the other hand Jirou and Mina don’t really have a significant relationship in canon yet - they’re friends and chill together now and again, but haven’t really interacted much in a proper way for me to say “yes, I can see it, this is a ship with some serious foundation” like I can with Momo. But. I understand this ship in a way I can’t seem to manage with MomoJirou. What Jirou would love in Mina and what Mina would love in Jirou, why they’d love each other, how they’d spend their time together and what the general feel of their story would be - the mood of it and the reasons behind it, I understand them, and I can’t seem to manage to do that with Momo yet.

So the actual answer is, if it’s about which of the two gives me more of a “this might actually be canon” feel, then it’s Momo. I do believe they love each other and their relationship is lovely. But if it’s about which of the two I have more fun thinking about, then Mina. It’s two very different ships with very different moods, after all haha

Anon said:your latest warm up my heart!!! man i love how you draw izuku and eri and mirio and well all of them but you dont often draw izuku especially congrats i never want to look away from it

I’M GLAD YOU LIKED THAT ONE I’m actually weirdly proud of how that Izuku came out since usually I can barely manage to make him look like himself, so!!!! thank you!!!!!!

Anon said:Fran, hi! I saw some drawings of you (like, YOU) and I got under the impression that you're really tall??? Would you mind telling us your height? If it's too weird and it gets you uncomfortable, please, just ignore!

I decieved you, anon lmao I’m ~160cm, more or less like my girl Mina! Still the tallest girl in my family, but a small bean none the less in the grand scheme of things haha

Anon said:EVERY AU WHERE ALMA LIVES AND IS TOGETHER WITH YUU BEING HAPPY AND LOVED IS A VERY VERY GOOD AU!!! 💕

WHAT A CONSTANT ETERNAL MOOD THO

Anon said:Looking at your art reminds me that there still are good things to look forward to. Thank you.

This is such a soft ask??? Oh my god???? Thank you so much for the kind feeling!!!

Anon said:you did!! A background on the momojirou!! And I LOVE IT!!

I’M HAPPY YOU LIKED IT!!!!! It’s just flowers, tho haha

Anon said:Your art is so nice to look at, it's really soft and pretty and looking at it makes me really happy!! I fell in love with your style the moment I saw it. Thank you for making such lovely art and posting it here, I really appreciate getting to see it ♡♡♡

;O; thank you so much oh my god!!!! I still feel like it’s sort of all over the place, but this ask makes me feel so much better about it aaah!!!!!!

Anon said:minajirou!! i never thought about so thank you fran bcause its so cute!! and soft!! and bright!! my best girls yess

THEY’RE GOOD AREN’T THEY bright beautiful ladies they make me so happy hahaha

Anon said:Your blog has changed my life for the better. thank you

I’m sure that’s an exaggeration omfg but I’m happy I can make you happy!!!

Anon said:Gosh Fran, I just wait for Kirishima with his hair down to be animated. Thank god you indulge us with your doodles of his fluffy hair down while we wait! On another note... I love how you add some random details in your drawings (like Kiri's tag sticking out lol).

THANK YOU for noticing even the small things like that hahaha some details like that are more for my personal amusement than anything else, but it’s nice to know some people pick up on them too hahaha

[takeenata]

Those Folk

( By request of @kryptonitic, reuploading an old story about a group of Doppelgangers.)

Walked into Demetri’s restaurant the other day. He owns this classy diner called the Chez Tzaz, one of those places that need a reservation planned days prior; portions are smaller than a sardine can but cost like they’re made of gold; it’s considered rude to not be wearing your finest suits and ties. I personally don’t give much thought on suits and ties; most of my suits don’t fit since I last wore them, and I think the only time I wore something formal was to my wedding and to a friend’s funeral.

So naturally I walk into this high class establishment in my cargos, boots, red flannel, and leather jacket. In my hands was a copy of a newspaper, and a caramel latte for Demetri if he had so happened to be here this morning. But he wasn’t, so I guess the latte was just gonna go to whoever wanted it now; I can’t drink coffee, leaves a bad taste in my mouth. So when I noticed that Demetri wasn’t here, I started to head out the door. I was then halted by the hollering of someone with an almost heinous french accent.

“Hey lumberjack!” This voice shouted across the diner, drawing the attention of everyone in the diner. At first I thought it was Deme bringing out his inner heritage, letting loose and fully accepting his french self. I laughed, a friend making a joke at my looks is nothing but funny to me. I turned around, seeing he wasn’t there. All eyes were drawn to the back corner of the diner, where a group of fancy schmucks were sitting.

So I just grunt and head back for the door, but the same voice calls for me again. “Where you going beardo?” Twice now he had attempted to insult me. Had it been Deme, I wouldn’t have cared since he’s my pal. But I didn’t even know this joker. Twice was more than enough to send me over to this table to confront him. Good lord was I surprised with what I had seen.

The prick was blonde. He wore some fancy looking shades that tried to hide his eye color, but I had a good guess they were a shade of blue. The frenchman had a crisp and clean white collared shirt with his sleeves neatly rolled up, not some chopped-up-jumbled “made-in-a-minute” rolled sleeves, fitted with a tie and gold clasp. He also wore a belt and suspenders, which confused me why when you only needed either or. He looked exactly like Demetri, but a human. I’m confused as all Hell when I seen it.

I tried to say something that wasn’t going to be taken rude, it went in the lines of “You called me over?” Odds are it came out as “What’re you wanting?”

Regardless of what I had said, he still said something. “You know this is a regal restaurant,” he said with a smug look on his face, drinking some fancy bullshit from a tiny glass cup.

I scanned him over. I missed that he was wearing a watch with a gold frame around it, odds are some high-class brand that I had no clue existed, or could even say the name right. I made eye contact with him, and with an angry glare I said “What’s it to you?”

“Don’t understand? I figured as much.” He would laugh, and so would his little group of hellions with him. “This is a fancy place. Everyone is wearing their expensive clothes and enjoy everyone else’s expensive clothes. You come in here looking like that and it throws off the vibe and ruins everyone’s time.”

“I don’t see how being in here for more than a few seconds makes everyone uncomfortable. I’m just lookin’ for-”

I started to lose my mind when he cut me off by raising his hand, like he was in charge of the whole world or something. “See here, Mister Lumberjack. You come in here, and you look like you're wearing clothes that a bum donated to like a lesser-tier Goodwill for even worse-off homeless people.“ There’s no chance he just made that up on the spot. “And what’s that, a newspaper? You know phones exist; are you stuck in the 90’s?”

“Now hold on a second.”

“Oh! Mr knife ears needs a second to think of something to say?” That was all it took for me to say fuck this place and leave. I wasn’t about to start a fight with a bunch of random people, let alone random strangers in Demetri’s restaurant. He’d probably try to make me pay for any at all damages done to the place, and believe me if there was a fight here there would’ve been damages to everything. Namely the pricks.

…

Trying to tell my friends what happened the other day. They all think I’m overreacting to basic schoolyard bullying. Demetri was more upset with the fact that I wore flannel into his establishment, instead of a suit. Him and that guy that looked like him, it’s weirder than hell to think that there’s now a successful doppelganger running about with Demetri’s look. It’s weird to think that there’s an entire group of people that have successfully managed to pull off the looks of a few friends of mine, and myself. And yes, from the group of six each one looked like some alternate reality versions of us.

There was one that looked like my good friend Archer with his pale skin and dyed blue hair, even had a lot of piercings dangling from his ears. Another male was taller than the rest of his group, had a thick beard that connected to a mane of curly hair, and oddly enough he was wearing plaid inside the diner when I first went in there. Why is it acceptable to wear plaid but not flannel in that place? Fuck that guy.

There was a mighty minotaur there. He had red fur, big black horns on the sides of his head, all the works of a beast. Though down his face was a navy blue colored paint that went to his arms, like he was apart of the Braveheart cast. To add stranger parts to him, he wore a pair of goggles on his forehead. I could tell that he was this group’s version of Baku, the youngest friend of mine that enjoys telling puns that make me rethink why I’m friends with him.

There were a few gals there too. One that was a reasonable height with some sort of violet shade dyed into her hair, her eyes were brown, and she was sitting rather close and tight to the blonde guy that was insulting me. It was safe to say that was the Oola of this clusterfuck. Another one of the ladies was shorter than the rest of the bunch, her hair was kind of like a light blue, damn near snow white colored. She was loaded with rings around her fingers and on her ears, and I’ll be damned if these rings weren’t made of silver and sapphires. There was also a woman with long brown hair, green eyes, and the way she glared at me with death in her eyes has kind of stayed with me.

I’m going to try to talk to Demetri about seeing these people in person. I went to my bar last night to unwind from all that but guess who was there?

Them.

…

That went as well as you’d expect.

Managed to convince both Demetri and Oola to join me in meeting the group of comedians that hung around the Chez Tzaz. Had to put on some sort of formal attire, which irked me. As said, a lot of my old formal wear don’t fit around my arms and chest as much as they used to, since I’ve gotten bigger since I last wore them. Thankfully, Demetri said it was acceptable to wear a turtleneck to a formal restaurant like this.

Demetri wore his usual outfit. No shirt, but suspenders and a tie nonetheless. Of course he would’ve worn his sunglasses inside, after all they’re designer and “meant to be worn and shared with the world,” right? Oola wore a nice yellow dress that really brought out her golden eyes; I always counted on Oola to make up for the lack of shirts that Deme gave. But I guess he can wear whatever the hell he wants in his own place.

We three entered the building. Almost instantly Demetri and Oola were asking me where they were the last time I seen them. All I had to do was look for another guy wearing sunglasses indoors. Sure enough; I gazed into the back right corner and spotted the seven. I wanted to start calling them the seven sins, but to be frank none of them represented anything sinful. Yet.

We stood in front of the group. I was recollecting on what had happened the day prior to really say anything that wouldn’t come off as rude, so Demetri took the floor. "Heeeey guys. Hope you're enjoyin' the food. I'm Deme, by the way- the Maître D'emon 'round here. Quick question- I heard you were giving my buddy a rough time yesterday?"

I had expected an answer that would’ve thrown Demetri over his limit. Instead, this dickhead responded with “Oh Hello! Fine domicile you’ve thrown together Monsieur Marquette. But yes, I am afraid I did give your friend a hard time yesterday morning, but it was all in good fun really! Not everyday you see an elf, right?”

"True. Tak is..." Demetri ran his eyes over me again. "Something. But you'll get enough of him the first time someone vaguely mentions "working out."" The two frenchmen would share a laugh at that, as well as Oola, and the group of humans, plus a minotaur. Fuck me.

"Alright, quit teasing poor Tak and let's get to ordering,” Oola said, trying to calm down her laughter. Yeah she always did join in on teasing me for being old and weird looking sometimes, but she was always the first to stop and say sorry. So everyone halts their laughter and gets their menus out.

Everyone ordered something unique, namely involving some kind of meat and sauce. I didn’t want to spend about thirty-bucks on a steak when I can go home and roast a fat piece of meat for free, and even feed my family in the process. But what bothered the shit out of me was my doppelganger that wore plaid ordered from the vegan menu…

I’ve nothing against vegans. But like I said, it bothered the shit out of me when he ordered from the vegan menu, only because this guy looks like me, talks like me, almost dresses like I do- but chooses from the vegan menu. I’m not afraid to admit I’m ignorant about the vegan culture, but buddy how did you get tree-trunk-arms when you’re eating salads all damn day?

So for next hour or so they’re all joking and having a good time. I’m only listening to bits and pieces of the conversation, sitting there watching everyone with my arms crossed. I was absolutely furious that I was being showed that I was wrong, and I was slowly starting to think my friends were right. Maybe I was just overreacting to all of this. Maybe I was getting old, even for an elf.

I had learned their names by now. There was Dominici; Demetri. Ulla; Oola. Dona; Donaugh. Anthony; Archer. Leo the Minotaur; Baku. Linda; Sek, which didn’t make much sense to me but whatever. Then there was mine; Timothy.

I had looked up after a blank moment and noticed that Oola wasn’t with us anymore; her seat was empty but the purse she brought with her was still in her seat. So I lean over to Deme and ask “Where’d Oola go?”

“Oh she went to-”

Deme would’ve been cut off immediately by the salad eater.. “Off to go burn a village down probably.”

“Excuse me, what?” Though I couldn’t really see past his black tinted sunglasses, I could at least see the sudden rise of his brows in question.

I was surprised too. I narrow my vision at Timothy, eyes scolding him before my mouth could. “The hell do you mean by that?”

“What, she’s a dragon.”

I’d stand up and slam my hands down on the table, shaking everyone’s plates and cups. I didn’t care if it caused a scene, I’d scream at this boy. “That don’t mean shit!”

Deme soon stood up too, putting a hand on my shoulder in his attempt to calm me down. “Tak chill, you know this can be considered harassment?”

The other frenchman would shout an audible laugh at us both from the other side of a white coffee mug. “You’re harassing our eyes with this catastrophe you call your tenue.” I was stunted a little bit. I know he was speaking french but I had no honest idea what the hell he was saying. Demetri understood, and it wasn’t exactly well. I came to find out later that tenue meant outfit. “At least you tried though, but honestly. Wearing Hermès from last season? Try to catch up.”

Without a word, Demetri committed to a face full of anger and exploded. Exploded as in, combusted; returning home to Hell. Not exploded like yelling at these brats, which I would’ve loved to have seen more than anything. Oola soons returns from her stop in the bathroom, asks me where Deme was. I had told her Deme left to go back to the office odds were. Without further questioning she takes her purse and thanks myself and the group for their company for the night, then walks herself out the door. I told the group nothing, but gave them a strong finger before I left.

Hope Deme’s alright. I’ve never seen Deme up and leave like that before, maybe what these folk had said might’ve hurt him a little. I’ll talk to him when I get the chance. Looking back now I realize that Deme didn’t pay for his food or Oola’s food, probably leaving the bill to the gathering.

Ha! Yeah. Fuck those guys.