#but I just love the idea of Bakugou being so fucking dumb

[kingkatsuki]

I wrote something about this before but just thinking about inviting Bakugou in for coffee after your third date and he says no because it’s like 11pm and who the fuck is drinking coffee at this hour and then he finds out from Sero what “coffee” actually is and he’s furious with himself.

[bbunnyyy]

All The Stars~ PT.3

BAKUGOU X SECRET ADMIRER PT.3

A/N: I love this part n I love writing for y'all, you guys are so sweet. I know I said this part would come out a few weeks ago, but my kitten contacted parvo virus. I hope you guys understand :<

P.S: I'd like to add that one of the next parts will have slightly suggestive themes, nothing too descriptive.

ALL THE STARS PT.1 | ALL THE STARS PT.4

You groaned, jolting awake from what you thought was a short nap. The sun was blazing, hot on your skin now. Your head and throat throbbed- you were dehydrated and miserable. Propping yourself up on your elbows, you took in your surroundings.

Bakugou shut the door to his dorm so hard the walls shook. His muscular back rested against the wooden door. He closed his eyes, panting. The book in his hands felt like concrete, heavy and cold. Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself down. Opening the book, he took in the pages- pages and pages of sketches of himself sitting idly in class. He had to admit, you had some real talent there. He looked so calm, taking notes while resting his chin on his palm.

Meanwhile, you pulled your knees towards yourself, taking a minute to recall the past few hours. Eyes widening, you frantically searched around as you remembered you had set your sketchbook down- it would be no short of a disaster if anyone opened that book. Maybe it wasn't THAT great of an idea to carry said book out of your dorm room. Shit. Bakugou pulled Kirishima into his dorm room, his heart beating in his temples now. "Woah, I didn't think L/N would be the one who was putting those gifts in your locker! I can't say I'm surprised though, you guys are so thoughtful with each other." Kirishima nodded. "Thoughtful with wHO, I can't fuckin stand her. She's so annoying and dumb and stupid, almost stupider than Deku." Bakugou shouted, hands on his cheeks.

"Yeah, totes bro." Kirishima deadpanned, patting Bakugou's back. "So, when're ya asking her out? There are a couple good movies in the theatre or that new cafe down the street... We should ask Denki, he looks like the kinda dude to have this kinda experience", Kirishima rambled on and on, which all went over the blond's head, too busy calming the thumping in his chest, his head steaming.

Shaking his head, Bakugou took a deep breath in. "Fuck that, We have training at Ground Beta in half an hour. We'd better start heading over and warming up." Bakugou said, ushering Kirishima out of his room. Closing the door shut, He put his forehead to the cool wood at the thought of facing you at the Ground- knowing you, you must be having a panic attack at the mere thought of your sketchbook being missing- fuck- now that he thought of it, that was fucking selfish of him to do. He wondered if he could slip it into your dorm room while you were on the ground- he could fake an injury or a fever or something, he'd just have to convince Aizawa Sensei. A tough task in itself.

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You stood next to Uraraka at Ground Beta. You shifted your weight from one foot to another as your fingers fiddled with your hair, still anxious over how you couldn't find your sketchbook this morning. Bakugou was stretching with the boys in some distance, taking note of how you couldn't hide how anxious you were. Almost in tears, you thought about the possible scenarios. What if someone had taken your book? What if they'd shown Bakugou? What if they'd leaked it all around UA? Your hero career was as good as over.

Aizawa Sensei walked onto the ground, patting your back as he took notice of how down you were. Aizawa Sensei started reading off the pairings for training. You shook your head, taking in deep breaths while steadying yourself to get your head in the game. UA wasn't for the weak and you weren't going to let something as small as this drag you down- they were just sketches and you could always claim the book wasn't yours, un-named as the book was.

"YN/LN and Bakugou Katsuki, please make your way to the centre of Ground Beta."

You physically flinched as you grimaced at the pairing. Uraraka gave you a small push, urging you to step forward. Aizawa Sensei gave you the side eye, wondering what kind of argument you and Bakugou had again, prompting this kind of reaction from you. Little did he know, huh?

TAGLIST: @lovra974 Thanks so much for keeping up with the series~

[viburnt]

MORE BAKUGOU 🗣️🗣️🗣️

pretty pls

Wasn't sure what kind of Bakugo you wanted so...

CONTENT WARNING: Possessive and stalker behavior, bullying, rumors and gaslighting, seclusion, sexual themes, abuse. Dead dove, do not eat!

Bully! Bakugo and his outcast darling

You never quite understood why you didn't fit among your classmates, an odd look splashing their faces whenever you tried to engage with them. 'Maybe it's all my imagination,' you'd tell yourself in an effort to explain such behavior. Perhaps, you were just being dramatic.

You weren't.

People do avoid you, and not particularly because you've done something wrong. It's because of him. This bully carefully crafts an intricate web of lies and rumors, slowly but surely intoxicating people's minds; it's so easy to believe someone like him! His confidence and reputation making his word almost a truth. Doesn't take long for your classmates to form a distorted opinion of you.

Bakugo is the kind of bully that allows the roots of his obsession to go deep, his grasp creeping and filling every crack and crevice of your life. He wants to give you no option, no chances for you to escape him; Bully! Bakugo wants to be the only thing you can have, the only thing you need.

It starts with small things, whispered words into the hallways that reached the right people: slut, idiot, dumb... all kinds of names and crazy gossip stories eating your classmate's brains like worms to an apple. A new reputation for you, the sweet and stupidly unaware darling that you are.

You notice the uncomfortable ambience, the changes in the atmosphere, how people stop talking when you're around. It makes you feel scared, dreadful, and Bully! Bakugo is always there to bask on the worrisome frown your face has. He loves to play pretend, act as if your presence was bothersome and he's only pitying you, "reluctantly" giving you a shoulder to cry on.

The blond follows you around to see the results of his hard work, grinning with pride whenever you start having a mental breakdown in the bathroom or at the library. And he's always there to offer his company, in his own twisted way...

"Tch, you're so fucking annoying. Stop crying already, dammit!" "Have a fucking tissue and stop bothering me." "Fine, you can fucking cry in my shoulder..."

Bully! Bakugo loves fucking with your mind; the same hand that ruthlessly tears you bit by bit, feeds you copious amounts of sugar to keep you wrapped around his pinky finger. He enjoys making you doubt yourself, your choices, your everything... Always reminding how much of a waste of time you are, making you think you should be grarteful that he's even speaking to you.

"They don't like you," He says, "Why would they like a crybaby? I barely can stand you."

"Tch, stop crying already, I don't like that!" "S-sorry, I-I'll try to stop the tears."

Bully! Bakugo who likes pushing you around to do things you would never! If he wants you to do something (no matter the nature of the action), he'll first try to plant the idea and bother you with it over and over, and then, when you try to say no... "Tch, come on, don't be a fucking bore!" "I'm your only friend, aren't I?" "You'd be so lonely without me, can at least do this for me."

Master of guilt tripping.

Do I think he'd leave some sort of mark on you to scare others away? Yes. He already managed to wreck what little good reputation you could have, but he wants people to know that you're his property! It's very probable that he buys a piece of jewelry for your ears (earrings if you have or maybe piercings), or go for a more radical mark like a tattoo or scar. No, silly, you don't have a saying here!

He adores how desperate you look! Seriously, the fucker has a thing for making you cry, calling you the absolute worse in ways that your poor brain can't grasp. This Bakugo also enjoys baby talking to you, there's something about it that makes him feel in control (not to mention that the little leap of joy you do when he's slightly sweet to you makes his dick hard.)

Next stage for him is keeping you secluded. Trust me, he already did a fantastic murdering your social life, but now he takes it further. Oh, you wanna go to that school? Keep dreaming, you'll be by his side where he can have you at his heart's content. No, silly, you can't go anywhere without him; yes, he'll have his hand on the back of your neck everywhere. And don't think of making small talk with any friendly strangers! He'll chew you out for it.

This Bakugo doesn't normally go for his sexual desires with you, he is rather content with having a dumb little pet he can kick whenever he feels like. The topic is not exempt though, he'll have his leg between yours just to make you pathetically grind on it. If he feels particularly lustful, he'll spit on your face as he pushes you against the wall, having his way with groping and squeezing and-

"Curve your fucking back, pet! Fuck- Your stupid cunt is always ridiculously tight."

Overall a different kind of manipulator; compared to Stalker/Possessive! Izuku, this version of Bakugo has a different motto: wreck it down and build it to your fucking liking.

[majestytime]

Bunny Honey

✧ ships: bakugou katsuki/midoriya izuku

✧ summary: in which katsuki confesses his feelings to the bunny he's taking care of, not knowing that it's actually izuku in bunny form.

✧ word count: 2.4k words

✧ tags: sfw, fluff, crack, silly, idiots in love, soft bakugou katsuki, bunny midoriya izuku, quirk accident, kissing, shy bakugou katsuki

✧ notes: this is so bad don't even read this oh my god this stupid fucking idea has been on the back burner for a while and i'm just writing it to get it out of my brain ajdhfkljhjkgsd anyways hope you enjoy reading

✧ AO3 link

Izuku isn't sure how it happened.

One minute he's walking in the shopping district, then in the blink of an eye, he's less than a foot tall with fur all over his body.

He's been transformed into a bunny!

The girl who bumped into him panics and runs off. Somehow, instinctively, Izuku's bunny body knows how to move around and hop. He chases after her for a little while, but in the end, he loses sight of her in the crowds because someone picks him up off the ground. 

Someone with gentle hands and aggressive red eyes.

"Kacchan!" Izuku cries, but his voice comes out as a quiet squeak.

"Who left their damn pet running around in the open like this?" Kacchan grumbles, turning Izuku around this way and that. "Especially near the street on a busy day like this. You could've gotten hurt..."

Izuku frantically flails his paws and kicks his hind legs, desperately trying to signal to Kacchan that it's him. But he freezes when Kacchan holds him close to his chest, gently petting Izuku's fuzzy forehead.

"Stop freaking out," Kacchan says, looking down at him with the tiniest of smiles. "I'll find your shitty owner, don't worry."

Kacchan? Being nice to him? With that soft look on his face? Izuku must be dreaming.

Todoroki and Kaminari catch up to Kacchan and immediately take notice of the bunny in Kacchan's arms.

Kaminari coos, leaning in close to Izuku. "Aw, who's this little guy?"

"Found him scurrying around in the crowd," Kacchan grumbles, back to his old aggressive self. "Fucker would've gotten crushed if I hadn't picked him up."

"Cute," Todoroki murmurs. He reaches a hand out to pet Izuku, but Kacchan turns his back on Todoroki, glaring at him.

"Don't touch him!" Kacchan snaps. "It's probably scared because of all the unfamiliar faces."

Kaminari grins, grabbing Kacchan's shoulder. "Awww, you just want the cute bunny all to yourself. You don't have to be shy, Kacchan."

He says Kacchan's name teasingly. Kacchan shakes him off, kicking him in the leg.

"Ow! C'mon, man!"

Todoroki checks his phone. "We were supposed to meet up here after an hour, but Midoriya's running late."

"Oh, yeah," Kaminari says, leaning over to check the time on Todoroki's phone. "Text him."

"I did earlier," Todoroki replies. "He read the message but hasn't responded."

"That's weird."

Izuku had been walking around while looking at his phone. That's probably why he bumped into that girl in the first place. If Kacchan knew what happened, he would scold Izuku for sure. If only Izuku could speak up...

Katsuki stays silent throughout the whole conversation, his expression remaining the same. But then, Izuku feels Kacchan's grip tighten around him, clutching him closer to his chest. Loudly, Katsuki says, "Shitnerd probably got too excited about some dumb merch and lost track of time. We should look for him."

Is Kacchan...worried about him?

No. Izuku shakes his head. There's no way.

"It's only been ten minutes though..." Kaminari says.

"I'll try calling him first," Todoroki says. He dials Izuku's number, and the three of them jolt when they hear Izuku's ringtone in the distance. The three of them follow the sound, then stop in front of a pile of clothes on the ground, with Izuku's phone buzzing next to them. Todoroki picks up Izuku's phone. "What...?"

"No way..." Kaminari whispers, shocked. "Midoriya's running around naked?!"

"No, you dumbass!" Kacchan yells. "Something obviously happened!"

"I know that!" Kaminari shouts back. "I was just trying to lighten the mood."

Todoroki stares blankly at the clothes. "Midoriya..."

Izuku squirms in Kacchan's grip, trying to jump down to the clothes so he can give them a sign that he's been transformed. But Kacchan holds onto him firmly, making it impossible for him to break free.

"Was he transformed somehow?" Kaminari asks.

"Unlikely," Todoroki replies. "Quirks that can transform others are extremely rare."

Kacchan stays silent, squatting down. He shifts his grip so that Izuku is tucked against his body with one arm. Then, with his free hand, he checks the pockets of Izuku's pants, grabbing his keys and wallet. He opens the wallet, showing off the money inside to Todoroki and Kaminari.

"The money is still here which means he wasn't robbed," Kacchan says. "His ID and other shit are still in there too."

"We should call Aizawa and the police," Todoroki says.

"On it," Kaminari replies.

Kacchan tucks Izuku's wallet and keys into his own pockets, frowning down at the ground. Izuku catches a glimpse of his own reflection in a nearby shop window. His fur is a rich viridian, and his eyes are a dark, dark green that looks almost black. In their scientifically advanced quirk society, pets with uniquely colored fur weren't uncommon. That means that Izuku seems like any other normal bunny, which means there's zero chance they would question his appearance.

Izuku slumps in Katsuki's arms, defeated. The three of them spend the rest of the afternoon contacting Aizawa and searching for Izuku until the police arrive. Dusk falls over the city, golden orange sunlight melting across the sky into a deep midnight blue. The four of them arrive at Heights Alliance much later than they anticipated, with Class 1-A waiting for them in the common area of the dorms. The disappointment and concern is evident on their faces.

"Couldn't find him, huh?" Kirishima says.

"Aizawa-sensei told us to leave it with the police and sent us back to the dorms," Todoroki says.

"Let's save our energy for tomorrow," Uraraka says with a determined look on her face. "We can all search for him together—"

"If Aizawa-sensei permits it," Iida interjects, chopping the air once.

Satou walks over from the kitchen, holding out a plate. "I made mini cheesecakes for everyone."

Kacchan lingers in the corner of the room, his back towards the rest of the class, clearly clutching something close to his chest.

Mina approaches him, peering over his shoulder. "Hey, what're you holding—?"

Kacchan turns around, trying to keep whatever he's clutching under his shirt hidden. "Fuck off!"

Izuku wiggles around in Kacchan's shirt, wriggling out of his grasp and popping his head out above the collar of Kacchan's shirt.

Hagakure gasps. "Is that a bunny?!"

The others crowd around Kacchan, trying to look and reach out. Mina coos, "Can we pet him?"

Kacchan snarls, leaning away from them. "No!"

Izuku tries to look around the room, searching for Koda. But he can't seem to see him anywhere amongst the faces of his classmates. Then he remembers—Koda had already left to go on a family trip for spring break. So Izuku's going to be stuck like this indefinitely over the break.

His classmates' voices clamor around him, growing louder and overlapping one another. The sound is overwhelming, grating against Izuku's sensitive bunny ears. Izuku trembles instinctively, squeezing his eyes shut and trying to pull his ears down with his paws. He's unable to grab onto his ears though, so it ends up awkwardly patting his head rapidly, as if he has an itch.

Kacchan walks away from them, grumbling, "Don't follow me."

In the hallway, the silence is a relief for Izuku. Gently, Kacchan scratches Izuku's head with two fingers as he walks to the elevator. Izuku melts at the sensation, then freezes when he remembers he's still inside Katsuki's shirt—

And he's pushed right against Kacchan's bare pecs.

Slowly, Izuku presses a paw into one of Kacchan's firm pecs, his paw sinking into the skin.

Squishy.

If Izuku was still human, he'd be blushing furiously.

"Not comfortable enough for you?" Katsuki says as he steps out of the elevator. He walks to his bedroom, locking the door behind him. Gently, he pulls Izuku out of his shirt, setting him down onto the ground.

And then, Izuku's heart jumps out of his chest when Katsuki starts stripping.

Izuku internally screams when Kacchan takes off his t-shirt, and then the long-sleeved shirt that was layered underneath, exposing the entire top half of his muscular body.

Izuku hops over to him, pawing frantically at his leg. Kacchan glances down at him, unbuckling the belt on his jeans. "Calm down, I'll play with you in a minute. I gotta change first. Clingy shithead."

Kacchan's pants fall to the ground, and Izuku's soul practically leaves his body. Kacchan kicks off his jeans and walks over to the dresser, searching for something to wear. Torn between hiding or looking, Izuku covers his eyes with his little bunny paws, but finds himself moving his paws slightly away, peeking at Kacchan's gorgeous body.

Izuku tries to ignore the feeling of disappointment inside him when Kacchan finally finds something to wear. He slips into a black tank top and sweats, then picks Izuku up off the ground. Kacchan lays down on his bed, resting Izuku on his chest. He brushes his knuckles across Izuku's cheek, and Izuku tilts his head to nuzzle into Kacchan's hand.

"I wonder if you have an owner," Kacchan says. "None of the pet shops I went to seemed to recognize you."

"Because it's me, Kacchan. I'm not a rabbit," Izuku tries to say, but no sound comes out. So he just rubs his cheek against Kacchan's hand even more.

"I'll keep searching for your damn owner tomorrow," Kacchan says, stroking his thumb across Izuku's fur. "But if they turn out to be a piece of shit, I'm keeping you for myself! You got that?!"

If only he knew it was Izuku on his chest and not an actual bunny. He probably wouldn't be saying such sweet things to him.

"I'll keep searching for that shitty Izuku too," Kacchan grumbles. "That damn nerd is always getting himself into pointless trouble. He better not be dead in an alleyway somewhere..."

"I'm right here, Kacchan, don't worry," Izuku squeaks, pressing a paw to Kacchan's heart.

Kacchan picks up Izuku's paw off of his chest, wiggling it around. "Would it kill him to be more careful? Idiot doesn't even realize how much he worries me."

Izuku's ears perk up.

Kacchan worries about me? Izuku thinks to himself.

"He's always fucking up that body of his with One For All," Kacchan continues, "and acting like he can do everything on his own. When will he learn to ask for help properly?"

He pauses, squeezing Izuku's paw between his forefinger and thumb.

"I wonder if that's my fault."

Izuku's heart melts inside his chest, guilt gnawing at his stomach. He knew his relationship with Kacchan had improved greatly, but he never would've thought Kacchan showed this much concern for his well-being, to the point where he blamed himself for Izuku's tendencies. Izuku wishes he could tell Kacchan to cheer up.

"I want to make it up to him," Kacchan murmurs, red eyes somber. "I wish I could tell him how much I love him, but I know I don't deserve it. It's not fair to him to be selfish."

Wait, did Kacchan just say he loves Izuku—?!

Before Izuku can process or react or even blink, Kacchan holds him up with two hands, grinning his regular ol' feral smile.

"But I don't have to worry about you, right?" Kacchan says, bringing Izuku close to his face. "I can be as selfish as I want!"

Softly, he pecks Izuku on the nose, and suddenly, Izuku is looming above Kacchan on the bed, back to his human form.

Completely naked.

With his lips pressed against Kacchan's lips.

They stare at each other, frozen in shock, eyes wide open.

And then Kacchan is shoving Izuku off of him, scrambling backwards onto the bed. "What the fuck?!"

Izuku stands up quickly, a little dizzy from the sudden transformation and adjusting to his real body. "Kacchan, you—! Oof!"

Kacchan catapults a pillow straight into Izuku's dick. "Cover yourself!"

"R-Right!" Izuku yelps, clutching it close to his crotch. They both gawk at each other for a moment, reeling from everything that's happened in the past couple of minutes. Izuku's head is still spinning from the confession and kiss—

Kiss.

"You kissed me!" Izuku shouts, blushing. "And you said you loved me!"

Kacchan flushes red, shouting back, "You were a bunny! That doesn't count!"

Izuku steps forward, his heart pounding inside his chest. "But you meant what you said, right?!"

Flustered, Kacchan struggles to come up with an excuse. "That-That wasn't—That didn't—It didn't mean anything—"

"Don't lie!" Izuku rests one knee on the bed, getting closer to Kacchan, who's curled up against the headboard of the bed with his knees close to his chest. Izuku leans over him, gripping the top of the headboard with both hands, caging Kacchan in with his muscular arms. "Did you really mean it?"

The excuses, the denial, all semblance of logic and reason—they dry up in Kacchan's throat as his eyes flicker between Izuku's face and the rest of his body. "The—You forgot the pillow—"

Izuku doesn't have enough rationale left to care about that. His brain is still a little fried from the transformation and the crazy, infinitesimal chance that his feelings might not be unrequited. He leans in close, their noses centimeters apart, gazing deeply into Kacchan's eyes. "I love you, Kacchan."

He leans in, pressing his lips to Kacchan's mouth. The kiss is gentle and soft at first, sweeter than cotton candy and warm, like honey. Kacchan grasps at Izuku's biceps and Izuku's hands slide down to rest on Kacchan's back, pulling their bodies close together. When they finally part, Izuku rests his forehead against Kacchan's. 

"Izuku, I'm sorry for—" Kacchan starts.

"I know," Izuku says, cutting him off. "You don't have to say it."

"Are you really okay with me?"

"Of course," Izuku says with a smile, kissing Kacchan's forehead. "You're my hero."

Kacchan's brow furrows. He whispers, "But I've hurt you before. What if I hurt you again?"

"You might hurt me"—Izuku places the palm of Kacchan's hand on his chest, over his heart, intertwining their fingers—"and I might hurt you, but we'll pull each other up when we fall down, right?"

Kacchan nods, and it feels like an oath, a promise for their future with each other to be brighter. "Right."

"Let's be together forever, Kacchan," Izuku murmurs, leaning in for another kiss. He pouts when Kacchan suddenly shoves him away.

"Put some damn clothes on first!"

[olichat-reads]

Imagine | ProHero!Bakugou x Villain!Reader #2

a/n: I felt like writing some insight to what i meant when i say you and bakugou working together is somehow worse than you two going against each other. Because, yes, its that bad haha.

she/her reader

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Imagine being tangled in wires and each other like cats in yarn, with you strapped to katsu's leg, trying to wiggle yourself free like a dying fish while reading the manual upside down for katsu who is frantically defusing a bomb with only his left hand because his right is stuck to your face.

"Why do we always end up like this?"

"20 years of friendship and i still have no fucking clue."

"Red wire or white?"

"Re- WAIT. WAIT. NO. WHITE."

"FUCK YOU. ARE TRYING TO GET US KILLED."

"BITCH YOU TRY READING FROM THIS ANGLE. NOW FLIP THE PAGE."

*sigh of god's most tortured soul*

"Y/n. I only have one hand free."

"Well good for you. I have none. Now. Flip- OW. OW KATSU MY HAIR. MY HAIRRR"

"STOP FUCKING SQUIRMING. I CAN'T REACH THE DAMN THING FROM HERE."

*3 minutes left on timer*

*incoherent screeching*

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Its usually why you rarely have anyone else on comms- because no one can stand you guys' stupid 😭.

"Red, are you hearing this psychopath??"

"Shitty hair, if you take her side I'm going to blast your ass into next thursday-"

"Don't threaten him into admitting you were right! You KNOW you're fucking NOT."

"YES, I FUCKING AM-"

"OH YEAH? LETS PUT IT OUT THERE THEN. SEE WHAT THE PUBLIC THINKS OF THE NUMBER ONE HERO DRINKING HIS COFFEE WITH HOT SAUCE-"

"ITS AN ACQUIRED TASTE-"

"ITS FUCKING DISGUSTING IS WHAT IT IS. RED TELL HIM-"

"..."

*red has left the call*

*pinky has come online*

"...HI GUYS PINKY HERE. Red had to um-"

"Pinky please tell this psycho that hot sauce in coffee is fUCKING-"

"Ohhhh its you two...... Yea, nope :D." *call disconnected*

"HAH."

"THAT WAS NOT A *YES* YOU FUCKING-"

But weirdly no one is ever too worried about you two fucking up on missions. You're both the best in the field. Feral, reckless and a little insane? Sure. But you get the job done.

A cross between lawful evil and chaotic evil.

"Can we just kill him?"

"No."

"...can i just kill him?"

"No."

"You've read the file! I'll be doing the world a favour by offing trash like him."

"This world has laws that you are binded to. And the law said fucking no."

"...please?"

"..."

"How am I supposed to live, laugh, love in this conditions?"

*big sigh*

"Fine. Mess him up. No killing. Death's too good for him."

":D!! I feel like I should be worried about the number one hero's morals but FUCK YEAH! VIOLENCE! >:D"

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You're also not against smacking the stupid out of your bestfriend, especially when he gets a little too reckless on the job. Injured or not. It never works but it makes you feel better at least.

"Please stop getting shot. It stresses me out."

"Oh well if you don't fucking like it- PUT THOSE HANDS AWAY I'M INJURED YOU HEARTLESS WENCH-"

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Its not just him tho. You're BOTH stupid. It goes both ways. ✨️ b a l a n c e ✨️

"Why are you like this."

"Idk, man. I think its the anxiety."

"The anx- BITCH YOU JUST JUMPED OUT A 12 STOREY BUILDING."

"DON'T YELL AT ME I LITERALLY JUST TOLD YOU I HAVE ANXIETY"

"'I haVe aNxiETy' she says, yeeting herself out the window because the elevator is 'sUS'."

"Small spaces makes me twitchy-"

"AND JUMPING OUT A FUCKING BUILDING DOESN'T??"

"( ; ω ; )"

"Fuck you."

"I deserve that."

"THE FUCK YOU DO-"

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I feel like as much as it seems like a bad idea for both parties involved, neither you can help that your work life bleeds into your regular life as well. And you both surprisingly manage it well around each other.

"Have you heard about that new hero??"

"You talking about that air brained newbie?"

"Oh my god, so he WAS dumb! I literally thought you guys were using him as bait!"

"We weren't. He's just fucking stupid."

"I almost felt bad knocking him out :("

"Nah, you're fine. In fact, you should've hit him harder. Maybe give him a concussion or hell a scar as a souvenir. Make sure the lesson fucking sticks."

"You are worryingly condoning of violence for the number one hero, Katsu."

"Bitch, have you met me?"

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Another thing that i thing could go awfully wrong is literally planning out your work plans together but you two are just??? So trusting of the other to never double cross you.

"Wait, what? Why the fuck would you do that?"

"Because thats the nearest and fastest exit to the train station. I can cut down on 10 whole minutes and i need that time to catch the train."

"But its the riskiest, you fucking dumbass. Look, you have four other exits WHY would you pick the one you KNOW the heroes would target?"

"Because MATHS SAID-"

"You know what just let me do it-"

"Katsu no-"

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You give each gray hairs but you both of you were ready to risk your neck for the other.

"Having you as my bestfriend is like having an emotionally unstable daughter that never listens."

"...but?"

"There's no buts. You give me migraines."

":("

Yeah. You love each other.

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a/n: hehe

[mikeellee]

Did I see the leaks correctly?

Did All Might seriously just die doing a tribute to fucking Bakugou? Not Izuku, his actual successor and defacto son figure but BAKUGOU?!

Who disrespected Nana and Izuku to his face and HIM (behind his back by blaming him for Izu's self destructive tendencies.)

Tone down the Bakuboner Hori. I'm actually angry now.

Hi @doodlegirl1998

Love getting asks.

Well, AM has done one homage to BK before...and keep in mind a quirkless man did a homage to bk who told Izu to kill himself so he can get a quirk. Hori forget or dont care for this.

So AM is doing 2 homages for this PoS.

Also...Izu has to have a bad image of himself and AM. "Dont be a cry baby, AM told you heroes dont cry" look I sort get why AM has bashing fics.

He never evolve as a teacher or mentor. He cares for Izu? Hurray but the bar is so low....that I still think Shig has a huge chance in getting Zuzu on a date.

AM's past is unknow by the fans and by Izu himself. Not saying AM should tell every single fact of his life, but AM could tell more how he is quirkless AND DEFEAT A BUNCH OF VILLAINS ALONE!!!!

Also AM has 0 idea of Izu's past, dangerously so. He has no curiosity on what happened to his heir in Aldera or his friends...nothing. This is concerning.

AM has an unhealthy mindset bc he wanted to help people to a dangerous degree.

Izu has a unhealthy mindset bc of abuse of 10 years.

Its Hori own fucking writing!!

Also...AFO is thinking how Nana is useless looking at Shig...wow I wonder if he cackle maniacally too.

And man, oh man...Shig still wanting destruction after everything...he is sla static character. A sexy one but one nonetheless. The fans should be annoyed by this...Shig here time and place for this and ...destruction time is over...unless you want to kill afo (wich so far he hasn't really thought about it)

And yes it is insidious as fuck for Hori to make AM doing a homage for BK in front of Izu...bc is a way of Hori signal to us "isnt BK cool?" And fuck Izu!

That being said...Hori still has time to be the funniest dumb bitch ever. Izu kisses Shig and the power of love ...kills AFO the toddler.

[onthatbkdkbs]

"Holy fuck," Katsuki blurts suddenly and rather loudly, because for all that he's been a fucking ace at everything he's tried since he was old enough to walk, he somehow still hasn't mastered the art of volume control, "I'm in love with that little shit.”

From across the library table that they're (reluctantly, on Katsuki's part) sharing, Todoroki barely reacts. He scribbles down a few more meticulously crafted notes on the bullshit hero politics course they're being forced to take and says, quiet and distracted, "I should hope so. Haven't you been together for awhile now?"

"What??? No?”

Katsuki screeching at near-maximum volume is apparently enough to actually get the bastard's full attention, as heterochromatic eyes deign to lift away from the neat scrawl on his notebook paper in order to level him with a look that's more flat than anything, but skirts the edges of annoyance all the same. Guy's a freak like that, and Katsuki can't figure out how he does it. "Come on, Bakugou. I'm not blind. Or deaf. He gushes about you and your supposed 'manliness' all the time."

"WHAT," Katsuki shouts, because seriously, what. The librarian shoots him a nasty look and he just barely resists the burning urge to give her the finger. That hag has some serious pull around here, as he unfortunately learned the last time he pissed her off and received two full weeks of detention for his efforts—most of which he had to spend being one of Dominatrix-sensei's personal bitch boys. And if that wasn't bad enough, Ball Head had served almost as many detentions as Katsuki had. He still shudders just thinking about that whole fiasco. Not fucking worth it. He manages to lower his voice to hiss, "are you actually talking about Kirishima right now," right at Todoroki's stupid, blank face without causing any more of a scene.

"Well, yes. Who else would I be talking about?" IcyHot pauses with a blink upwards, as though an alternate answer will drop from the ceiling and bash him over his stupid candy-cane colored head if he thinks about it hard enough (likely not, but Katsuki might hit him anyway. On principle). None is apparently forthcoming, so he glances back at Katsuki with a shrug. "But from your reaction, I'm assuming I'm off the mark. So…Kaminari?"

Shit, now that's just insulting. To both of them, even. Katsuki would be willing to bet serious cash that they'd both rather drop dead than somehow fall in love with each other. This idiot, he thinks. What a goddamn joke.

"NO, dumbass. Not Dunce-Face.”

"...Sero?"

There comes a flash of something that could be interesting to consider in Todoroki's mismatched eyes as he mentions the Human Tape Dispenser, or would be if only Katsuki wasn't preoccupied with NOT leaping across the table to strangle this dumb bastard with his bare hands. Instead, he very calmly says, in his calmest voice, really, really calmly, "ARE YOU STUPID. NO. IT'S DEKU, YOU FUCKING HALF-N-HALF WIT.”

"If I'm a half and half wit, doesn't that actually imply I'm a whole wi—”

"For fuck's sake," Katsuki cuts him off with a groan, letting his forehead drop against the cool wooden grain of their study table with a thunk. He'd rather glare a hole through the tabletop right now on the off chance he suddenly develops the ability to explode people (Todoroki, namely) with his eyes. He can't afford to add a manslaughter charge onto his current list of problems. Being in love with Deku is problem enough.

Actually, it's probably the biggest problem he's ever had.

"Are you….okay?" Turd-oroki asks him, seeming curiously wary but looking more constipated than anything. The words sound strange as they pass through the space between them, strained and sour as though Strawberry Shortcake is having some sort of sudden internal crisis about the idea of trying to comfort Katsuki, of all people. Can't really blame him. Katsuki doesn't know how to comfort himself, either. Never has. "You seem…off."

"Off." Katsuki huffs, though he doesn't bother denying it. "Brilliant fuckin' analysis. Screw being a hero, you should be a goddamn therapist.”

There's a pause, like either Todoroki is actually considering a career change or maybe just considering bashing Katsuki over the head with his textbook to put them both out of their misery, and then he says, quietly and with palpable concern, "you seem really off. You didn't even tell me to go to hell just now."

"Go to hell," Katsuki mumbles after the fact. Any vitriol that would otherwise sharpen his voice is tempered by the way his cheek is still smushed morosely against the table. Even Katsuki can't remain intimidating while feeling so pathetic, though he can't bring himself to care much. Not when he feels like this, sick and hot and twisted up inside. "Eat shit and die. Shut the fuck up and get out."

Todoroki ignores all that, which…fair. "Do you…want to talk about it?"

"No.”

"Are you sure?" As Katsuki finally sits up, all the better to glare at him, IcyHot leans forward a bit and gives him the single most horrifying look of commiseration Katsuki's ever experienced in his shitty life. He's obviously trying to empathize with Katsuki in some way, and even seems to be managing it, and this is… Well, it's too pathetic to stand any longer. He doesn't want to have this conversation. He can't believe he'd been stupid enough to open his fat mouth and blurt this shit out in the first place. Why can't he ever keep his fuckin' mouth shut when it counts?

He does keep it shut, now. He can't think of a thing to say. Nothing that doesn't make him sound like a lovesick loser. Instead, he meets Todoroki's probing gaze and shrugs. He can't be sure of anything, anymore.

Under the table, Katsuki's hands ball into tight fists, fingernails digging savagely into his palms. It eases some of the tension in him as the skin breaks, as though the confusion and longing and misery he's stubbornly holding inside is escaping through the cuts little by little, like air from a sad, deflating pool toy.

He feels a bit like that, right now. Collapsing into himself and wilting from the steady force of gravity. Inescapable. Inevitable. Inexorable. A weight that doesn't push, but pulls—a force that reels you in so gently that you barely even notice it's happening. Not until you're already falling.

[robotlesbianjavert]

I've seen some theorise that Tomura decaying represents "the death of tomura shigaraki a being of hate and the false persona created by afo" which means that tenko shimura is free and can live again (considering the roles names and identities play in mha). What's your opinion on that?

hard disagree especially considering the story is now trying to sell us that "tenko" is also an afo construct, from his family struggles to his heroic hopes to even his fuckin birth lmao. i fall in line with what @codenamesazanka said about 'shigaraki' and 'tenko' as personas here, where despite afo's influence there is something real. it's weird to say that shigaraki is false because of afo's influence when what we learned is that tenko as a whole exists because of afo's influence. both of them have gotta be real or fake or nothin.

but i would have disagreed even without the 419 development. i never agreed with the interpretation of there being a clean break between tenko and tomura. shigaraki's frustrations and desires stem from what he experienced as a child, even with the amnesia; tomura's formed his own relationships and goals beyond afo; he straight up has just spent more of his lived life as tomura than he did as tenko. SHIGARAKI is the character that i first fell in love with, because he's enough of a full, charismatic, and engaging character on his own without being reduced to a crying child.

i'm also kind of so-so on whatever people might be saying about names and identities? i think that there is importance there, but it's not that going by one name or another indicates entirely discrete personas. i don't wanna do an in-depth thing about it, but i pulled a couple of quotes about the whole hero/codename thing to reference.

What future do you see for yourself? The name you choose will bring you ever close to cementing a certain image…because names are capable of reflecting one’s true character.

Aizawa, Chapter 45

the phrase "cementing a certain image" could be interpreted as trying to put up a false persona, but "names are capable of reflecting one's true character" messes with that, because it's the new hero names that are meant to represent that truth. more accurately, i'd say that hero names evoke an idealized self that the students are learning to embody. midoriya reclaims deku, tsuyu as cutesy froppy is meant to be approachable, shoto is trying to self-actualize as himself, bakugou wants to murder people with explosions, kirishima and iida are trying to live up to their personal heroes, etc etc.

at no point are the kids trying to be something that they aren't. they're working towards who they want to be.

if one wants to argue about different names symbolizing different selves/personas, the best example is probably all might/toshinori, who does literally do his hero work as a separate persona up until kamino. but most of his story afterwards is that learning that just because he no longer as one for all, the power that made him all might, doesn't mean he actually stops being a hero/all might. as badly demonstrated by him donning that dumb fucking mecha. in any case he more or less reconciles those parts of himself i guess.

in contrast, we have this more recent lore about codenames:

There basically used to be no difference between heroes and villains. One theory says…the alias stuff started when you’d have an anonymous enemy and needed to call them something. From there, some decided to adopt those very nicknames to hide their identities. Assuming another identity - like a new skin - was a matter of survival. At some point, they went all-in with code names, ripped straight from comic books. According to this theory, it all started with people announcing themselves by those aliases. That’s why the world’s turned into a comic book.

Shigaraki, Chapter 393

here we do have the claim that adopting a new name is similar to adopting a new identity, which lends itself to the idea that you're trying to escape an original/true self, or protect that self from harm. spinner, twice, and dabi are all in ways trying to reinvent themselves, to escape or separate from the things that hurt shuuichi, jin, and touya. mr compress it just stylish. that doesn't stop who they WERE being a part of who they ARE, though. there's also no way for them to go back to who they were, it's just part of them.

it's also really interesting that toga and shigaraki explicitly did not take on villain names (because shigaraki tomura isn't a villain name, because one, this is before he recovers his memories as tenko and two, literally just his name, that he lives every day with.), because they make no pretense about approaching villainy as anything but themselves. this is toga's whole deal, that she wants to live in the world as herself without compromise.

overall, i'd approach the idea of names + identities the same way i approach the running narrative thread about 'origins'. in a sense these origins represent a "truth" about the characters, but it's not that these origins are the only true thing about them. the origins act as a starting point, a reminder of what the characters value and what they want to do. it's grounding, not all encompassing.

anyways nah shigaraki was never anymore false that tenko is and that's that i guessssssssss no matter what. the story says.

[class-1b-bull]

hello! heard your drafts were empty, here’s a suggestion!

personal nitpicks you have about the characterization of class 1B/or just the characters in itself in any aspect?

also more of an ask instead of a prompt, but how often/do you do more full length fics? haven’t fully looked through your backlog yet xp

- 🎭

Not proofread we die like men

My personal thoughts/nitpicks for each character.

Awase - Honestly I have nothing to nitpick about his character itself (other than his lack of style) but I dont like how the fandom doesn't acknowledge how hard he has worked to become a pro (he litterally almost died for momo during the summer camp attack)

Sen - i have nothing to nitpick exsept I wish we could see his love for photography a little bit in the show instead of just having horikoshi saying he likes photography yk

Kamakiri - i dont like how he doesnt have a cannon backstory or cannon reasoning for being as loud and brash as he is. Bakugou and Monoma have their reasons for being dicks so I wanna know his.

Kuroiro - i have nothing to nitpick because he is perfect. (Seriously tho, i love his design, character, personality and quirk and it all fits him so well. I just wish we could see more of him)

Kendo - im not sure what it is about her character but theres something there I dont really like. I cant tell what it is tho so I cant nitpick it rip. Its been bothering me since ive first started bnha.

Kodai - my only nit pick with her is I have a hard time writing for her sometimes but thats about it. Shes kinda boring and she has no hard set personality traits so i struggled to wrjte her in the past

Komori - the only thing I have to say for her is we dont see her as much as we should in the show but that could be said about all of class 1B.

Shiozaki - i actually didnt like her when I started this blog and was originally gonna exclude her from the blog because she made me uncomfortable but the more i have written for her the more she grew on me so now I dont mind her.

Shishida - hes kinda boring to me but I like the memes that make him seem like the class dog instead of just a student yk? I saw someone say hes scared of a hairdryer before lmao. Not rlly a nitpick but idc

Shoda - hes kinda basic to me all around. His cannon personality, likes, quirk, ect. Its all just kinda bland in comparison to most of the characters in the show (especially since this show prides itself on unique characters)

Pony - i dont like how she stabbed ojiro in season 5 or 6 I forgot which one. But yea thats about it. Shes pretty fun for me to write sometimes especially when I talk about her being American. But yea all i really have to nitpick is her stabbing ojiro

Tsubaraba - his quirk and personality is more on the unique side when it comes to this show (considering most of the side characters are the quiet/shy type.) But his design isnt anything special. The only way I can tell kosei apart from a random background character is his eyes. If his back is turned I have no idea who he is lmao

Tetsutetsu - in my heart those things around his eyes is a mask. I dont care that the author said they're eyelashes, its a mask. (Same thing with tokoyami having hair and not feathers...)

Tokage - shes cool and all but she is so fucking hard to write (especially since im trying to not dumb the characters down to one or two specific details) but her entire wiki is just 'emotional girl that likes dinosaurs, she kinda smart too' yk?

Manga - i love him and there is nothing to nitpick because he is perfect. He has one of the more unique personalities and quirks out of everyone in the show (in my opinion) and it fits him very well.

Honenuki - i dont like his design all that much. I like the mutation and his quirk is ok in my opinion but I dont like most other parts of his physical design.

Bondo - i like him but ive struggled to write for him a lot of the time because hes kinda boring and lacks any unique personality traits. Talking to him would be like talking to a wall but idc i live him anyways.

Monoma - his reasoning for being a dick to all of class 1-A is better than bakugous reason for being a dick but people excuse bakugous behavior but not monomas for some reason. Not really a nitpick on him but oh well.

Reiko - all I have to say about her is her personality is a little hard for me to write sometimes. Maybe because i dont know as much about her as I do some of the other students but she lacks emotion sometimes.

Rin - he is called the martial arts hero so where tf is the martial arts? I wanna see rin do martial arts in the way weve seen uraraka do martial arts but we dont get that >:( also there is so little content for him it actually drives me insane.

And to answer the fanfiction question-

I have yet to do any actual fanfiction simply because I dont think I would be good at it. I have creative ideas and i can put it into words until a certain point but I am unable to drag things out properly and put proper care into longer writings due to impatience and my lack of confidencein my longer writings. I might think about writing short oneshots for charachters in the future but for now I will stick with headcanons :P

Anyways my life is slowly being consumed by sun haven.

[kingkatsuki]

Hello Jo! Sorry I’ve been MIA, had to take a Tumblr break. How have you been? What’s the weather like across that big blue sea?

I had some Bakugou thoughts to shout at you if that’s okay! (Hopefully no one’s come up with them while I’ve been gone…if so, just ignore ope)

Imagining you, the one he’s been hardcore crushing on/been in love with, being besties with a lot of the MHA gals. (You can decide how.) But y’all have this group chat where you all talk about the raunchiest shit. You’re just very relaxed with each other and comfortable with talking about just about anything. Including smexy stuff. Which is why when one of the dudes (probably Kaminari) thought he had struck gold when he somehow managed a way to sneak in.

He’s excitedly showing off the convo to all of the other guys the next time they get together, hooting and hollering over how dirty y’all can be. And poor Bakugou looks like he’s about to combust, reading through some of the things you’ve written. Squirming in his seat, his face and ears bright red as he’s reading how desperately horny you’ve been, how you’re needing cock so bad, how you wish you could just get bent over something and get your brains fucked out of your pretty lil’ head

Bonus points if it’s virgin!Bakugou we’re talking about. He has zero experience with any of this stuff, but after reading what you’re into…he’s all pent up now too. And he’s ready and willing to learn.

It’s okay my lovely! It’s good to see you back! I hope you’re doing okay?💕 I’m really good thanks and the weather is finally getting a little warmer but the evenings are still bloody freezing!😭

I love the idea of a girls groupchat where you can just dump all your stupid sex stories, pick up line conversations or just weird dating app matches. And of course the guys know about this chat and want in! Or even just a little peek at it, especially when Denki caught the sight of a selfie Mina sent one evening asking what lingerie set black or purple.

And of course the moment the guys actually get access they’re acting like kids at Christmas, all of them trying to snatch the phone off each other to search keywords in the chat (and by keywords I mean their own names😭) and Bakugou is trying to act like he doesn’t care, telling Denki he’s fucking dumb for getting so excited about violating everyone’s privacy and especially over such frivolous conversation— and that’s when Denki starts reading out your messages. The whole things ridiculous really, Denki’s now put on an awful attempt at your accent, a few pitches higher than you speak as he reads out the last message you posted about how desperate you are to wrap your thighs around someone’s head and how your vibrator just isn’t cutting it anymore. And Bakugou can’t cope, he’s now sat there bright red with a raging hard on as Denki continues to scroll, “Oh shit— she posted selfies too—”

And the moment he says that Bakugou’s on him like a cheetah on a grazing antelope. Palms sparking as he wrestles for the phone, unsure whether it’s the desire to see the pictures or the desperation to make sure Denki’s disgusting eyes don’t get a glimpse of you in such a promiscuous position.

And Bakugou can’t lie, he’s got no idea what pronebone is, or why a guy found it so difficult to find your clit (how hard could it be? Even if he doesn’t know where it is himself—), but now all he can think about is your pretty face writhing beneath him as he lines himself up with your tight, wet heat.

“Fuck,” He grunts, standing up from the sofa, Denki’s cellphone secured in one of his hands as he rubs the other over his sweaty face. His boxers sticking to his thigh uncomfortably as he came in his pants like a randy teenager at the mere thought of you naked.

The next thing he’s doing is googling what every position you mentioned is, and imagining you in every single one of them while he fists his cock.

[bat-eclecticwolfbouquet-love]

Bnha didn't do it for me on the whole "Hero-Villain" tropes anymore. It doesn't feel like its groundbreaking ideas are getting written well like how there's no such thing as a defined Hero or Villain, there is just the nature of things. Everything is so Black and White

I think James Gunn's work, Peacemaker actually has amazing ideas on the whole Hero-Villain tropes, everyone had an absolute blast with it, great character developments and also amazing comedy too

The best thing about the entire series is that how they treat comic superheroes in it is exactly how one would expect Superheroes would be treated in a Modern world, like how Aquaman is getting dissed on Twitter lol, Aquaman even said when he made it as the ending's cameo that people gotta stop with the dumb rumours, yes he doesn't fuck fish AND ofc John Cena too, dang he's one hell of character

Also I guess at some point, the entire "Teenage Heroes" trope got stale since it all feels unrealistic and how no one is talking about the gravity of bringing kids into Heroism so early. They missed out on a lot of chances with "Real Horror" with the Modern Heroes World in Bnha, cuz there are bad things in good things and vice versa

It's sad how no one is talking about the societal treatment towards others and how there are always the Villains cuz mostly everyone didn't have the awareness of how badly they treat others who are considered "freaks of society".

The lack of education on certain social aspects is appalling, they ignore the social issues with Quirks in general and didn't educate children on how to treat others kindly regardless of Quirks, you can see that with Bakugo, since it was his huge characteristic everyone knows for. Honestly this part feels extremely realistic cuz it's an actual real life thing but I don't think it was improved and just left it as is. We see the consequences and never solutions to fix

Yeah to me it feels like hero don't face any consequences and the whole 'saving villains things ' was quickly discarded. I'm not saying all should be forgiven but it was made clear they became what they are because of tragedy, especially Shigaraki. I believe nothing is black and white. It's shades of gray, (I think Tokyo ghoul did this really well).

And yeah the whole kids being heroes and put through the things they've dealt with, like the Pro heroes seemed to step aside and let it happen which is weird. Let's be honest the young students were leading the way against AFO and Shigaraki. I know this was there story (Izuku Bakugou Shouto Shigaraki) these were the main characters but that doesn't mean we gotta like how they get there.

I also think the story got darker then people expected.

I've always felt the a hero or villain is perspective. A person can be a great hero then go home and abuse their family. A person whose a villain may be doing bad deeds to help their family or those they love because the system fucked them over. So to those they are the hero and the hero is the bad guy.

Society changes people and shows the world what it thinks is correct. Shigarakis life was horrible he deserves someone to save him but he's committed crimes that can't be swept under the rug yet he only did them cause he was groomed and lied to and abused but all the Society sees is he is bad. Heroes aren't suppose to kill but there ate heroes who enjoy the brutality of beating or killing villains. But their heroes so it's OK.

You made some great points and I really enjoyed reading this.

IM SORRY I RAMBLED. SO MANY THOUGHTS. I HOPE IT MAKES SENSE. I COULD GO ON AND ON. THIS IS NOT SPELL CHECKED.

[paralyze-fic]

Paralyze.

Chapter 29

The exam began, and all the other schools ambushed us, yelling something about 'U.A.'s destruction', ready to eliminate every single one of us. I got ready to defend myself and whoever I could, but before any attack could get close to me, a hand grabbed me and pulled me somewhere else. I didn't have to look at his face to know who it was.

"Katsuki!" Behind us, I could hear Eijiro and Kaminari calling out for Bakugou too, but he just ignored them. "Where are we going?!"

"Where nobody could take you out, dumbass, we're going to pass this damn exam and get our licences," Eijiro said something about how manly was that of Bakugou to say, and I just blankly stared at him.

I have no idea why but lately Katsuki has been more... clingy?

Everywhere I went, he followed me, everywhere he went, he would drag me along. When somebody got close to me to talk, he would threaten that somebody until they went away or simply drag me somewhere else, the same occurred if I wanted to talk with someone, he would be there listening to our conversation and would be whiny about wanting to play video games.

But the weirdest one was whenever we would make physical contact, Katsuki would stutter then blush and his eyes would be anywhere but on me, and after some minutes of awkward silence, he would stick to me or hug me and say curses like 'I'm doing this because I'm fucking cold' or 'You're taking the whole fucking couch, move asshole!' And so on.

He confused me... Katsuki was confusing.

Maybe he... he liked me back? That would explain the little scene he made earlier with that Shindo guy.

Must admit, Shindo is pretty hot and stuff, but maybe too straightforward, I like the tsundere type a little bit more.

While I was thinking, we began climbing up a ladder, and Katsuki was still arguing with Kaminari, as usual. But I kept thinking, mostly tuning out what they were saying, following the blond closely, until I saw him almost falling forward, I swiftly caught him.

"Are you okay?" He looked at me and blushed a light pink, hardly visible under his mask, only to push me back a bit and tsk as a response.

What is happening to Katsuki...?

"Kirishima!" Kaminari's yell made me snap out of my thoughts. I turned to look to my left where Eijiro had been caught by a... weird mass?

He was being morphed into what looked like... what is that? I have no idea what that is, I just know that it looks disgusting, ew. But poor Eiji though.

"Damn it, let me go!" He struggled in the air in a futile attempt to try to free himself, only to end up in the palm of a purple-haired guy.

"What is that?! What happened?!" Kaminari exclaimed right in my ear, making me frown and grunt at him lowly, he jumped and backed away from me a bit, slightly frightened by my reaction.

"That asshole did it, right? I'll kill you." I sweatdropped at Katsuki's behaviour. Why? Does he have to be so aggressive every time... Well, I guess that's what I signed up for when I fell in love with him, lucky me.

"Us from Shiketsu are obligated to use the hat of our uniforms while on duty, why? Because all of our movements are crowned with the traditions from Shiketsu High School," he dropped Eijiro and that made me angry, this is still a test, he shouldn't treat other students that way.

Briefly looking around I noticed more people had been morphed. That guy could have already passed the exam if he wasn't such an asshole, this was just unnecessary, even if other schools were essentially "villains" to us.

"It's a demonstration of power. We give great importance to the obligation and dignity of education, differentiating us from the pawns who aspire to become heroes like us..." Oh, well, he's one of those guys, that explains pretty much everything.

"I hate those like your type." I heard Katsuki say and I looked at him.

"What did he say? I don't understand anything," Kaminari's confusion made me laugh a bit. He was so dumb and that was kind of cute, I must admit.

"He said that his eyes are tiny and can't see the strength of his opponents," I said for the first time since we met this dude, and Bakugou snickered at my comment, whispering a subtle 'nice one'.

"My eyes are big and attractive!" The purple-haired guy yelled with a desperate tone, well, someone has a complex. Then I heard Kaminari say something, but Katsuki tsk-ed and he got my attention, "U.A. High School, I respect that school. It makes me proud that you consider us equals. But you act in a way that stains your dignity." Behind him, some more of that weird mass was moving, and I knew he was preparing to attack us.

Kaminari exclaimed something again, but Katsuki made him shut up and I pulled the electricity boy a few steps behind me.

"Obligation? Dignity? You don't stop talking. Show it to us with actions and not words, senpai!" ... okay, I never thought I needed Katsuki to say 'senpai', ever. I don't think I'm weird for liking how Katsuki said, right? He sounded a bit condescending which made it better.

But this was not the time to fantasize, (M/n)! There's an incoming -gross, by the way- attack at the moment!

The Shiketsu guy had crouched down and leaned forward slightly, directing that mass towards us and we got ready to defend ourselves, "Especially you, Bakugou!" Katsuki was running at him as I got my quirk ready.

Katsuki used one of his specials moves; AP Shot - Autocannon. It looked so cool I couldn't help but stare, however, we had a situation on our hands, and snapping out of that, I tried to help, so I looked around for any pieces of mass that he could've sneakily sent somewhere.

I noticed a really tiny peace inching slowly towards Kaminari and me, crawling on the ground like an earthworm. Now I wasn't sure if I could stop it, but I could try, I mean, it moves so it has to have some kind of muscle, right?

I kept my eyes on it, and I watched as it curled on itself and then it... melted? Somehow.

That guy was talking again but I wasn't paying attention because I kept searching around us, just in case.

"He talks too much, I'll kill him!" Katsuki yelled and ran at the Shiketsu guy.

"Wait! Don't forget this is a test!"  Katskui glanced at me for a moment but ignored me and used his previous move again as 'Tiny Eyes' attacked once again.

This is getting repetitive, isn't it?

"This would go nowhere. I'll finish quickly with this!" I looked at Kaminari, who was loading his support item and fired a disk in Tiny Eyes' direction. But he dodged it and Kaminari cursed.

He was about to charge at us, but Katsuki yelled at him, "Don't ignore me!" And used a normal AP Shot. Tiny Eyes covered himself with his mass just in time, and I glanced over at Katsuki.

"Katsuki, watch out!" He saw the moving mass, but couldn't avoid it and we watched as it grabbed him around the support on his shoulders.

"You saw it with Kirishima, didn't you? If it touches you, it's over."

"Bakugou!"

"Katsuki!"

Kaminari and I yelled at the same time. I tried to stop the quirk but it just twitched and kept morphing him.

"Idiot! Here!" Katsuki threw something to Kaminari who caught it and I glanced at it.

One of his hand grenades...

Tiny Eyes talked once again, but I was busy thinking of a plan to get Katsuki and Eijiro back to normal, something for the four of us to pass the exam and make this asshole shut up once and for all. Stopping him didn't stop his quirk, and if I get close I risk getting caught in it so there wasn't much I could do. But when I saw him stepping on Eijiro I had an urge to blow up his face...

If only I was Katsuki.

"By the way, their senses, including pain, are normal in this form. Your electricity would hurt them all, Kaminari Denki."

Kaminari looked at me and I nodded slightly, only for him to notice. He talked as I stared at Tiny Eyes legs, just in case-

Kaminari threw the grenade but Tiny Eyes managed to dodge it in the opposite direction to where he was supposed to go. I heard Kaminari cursing to himself, but he talked to our opponent, trying to distract him from what I was gonna do.

I quickly joined our limbs, his left leg to my right and his right to my left, slowly taking a step to my right.

"Eh?! What is this?!" He locked eyes with me, and a scowl formed on his face, his quirk appearing again for the attack.

"By the way, senpai... you're in a good position now," Kaminari shot his electricity as I stopped my quirk, and the guy screamed in pain, kneeling on the ground when Kaminari was done with his attack.

"Senpai, Katsuki can be vulgar, but he's really trying to become a hero. Throwing Kaminari his grenade," we watched as Tiny Eyes' mass regrouped itself, "Was the result of his quick decision-making, don't you think?" I noticed Katsuki and Eijiro moving, trying to go back to their normal form, so I nudged Kaminari slightly so he would keep talking instead.

"And Kirishima is a guy who jumps at the enemy even if it's a foolish thing to do. You just have some information about them, so don't insult them as if you know everything about them!" The Shiketsu guy prepared another attack and he was so engrossed in both of us, that he didn't notice the two guys getting up on their two feet.

"I'm telling you to understand better your positions! Idiots!" He didn't get a chance to do anything as Eijiro punched him, followed by Katsuki's explosion.

After he didn't get up, I heard them talking to each other before Eijiro turned towards us. "Thank you, Kaminari, (M/n)!"

"Why did you take so long, asshole?!" Despite me being here and half at fault, Katsuki only yelled at Kaminari.

Poor Pikachu.

But now, after Kaminari panicked about the rest of the students also coming back to normal, Katsuki stared at them and licked his lips with a hungry look in his eyes.

The movement of his tongue made the illusion of going in slow motion in my eyes but it also made me unaware of the girl trying to sneak up on me until an explosion brought me back.

"Be careful, idiot. We're about to finish this, don't lose now." I smiled and nodded at Katsuki, facing forward to attack and pass this exam.

//////

"There are four who passed together..."

Kaminari, Eijiro, Katsuki and I were walking towards the anteroom, and that was when Kaminari spotted Uraraka, Sero and Izuku.

While those four were doing a funny dance and making me chuckle, I smiled at Izuku and waved at him. I was about to tell him something, but Katsuki walked between us, "You passed? Damn Deku." I frowned at him.

"Kacchan, eh, yeah..." Izuku smiled nervously at him.

"It's normal with that power. You made yours what you took, huh?" My confused stare followed him as he walked on his own, I turned to Izuku once more to ask him, but instead, I ran to Katsuki after I saw his expression, it was something between surprise and fright.

"What did you mean by that, Katsuki?" He looked over his shoulder at me but kept walking.

"Nothing, (M/n)."

//////

We all watched the screen, showing us how the arena started to collapse.

So, the second phase is rescue, eh?

[bakugousleftnipple]

Writing Fanfic About You | Bakugou x reader

Word count: 400ish

Warnings: pussy owning reader, oral (reader receiving), softie bakugou

Summary: Bakugou writes a little bit of fanfic about his favorite character, the reader

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Bakugou stares his laptop screen down, feeling like this was a dumb idea. He had an unfortunate new hobby. Ever since he found out what fanfiction was, he spent too much of his free time reading it. There was just one problem though. None of it was up to his taste. The way he saw his favorite character was admittedly different than how most did, which made him feel frustrated because he could clearly do a better job. So here he was, feeling like a dumbass. Fuck it.

His fingers tapped against the keys lightly, trying to figure out how to narrow down his favorite thoughts and headcanons he had by making a quick list of things he might like to explore. He was going to make it a reader insert because it felt like he was sharing you, his favorite character, if he paired you with someone from the series. They didn’t deserve you anyway. He blushes lightly at the possessive feeling he had over someone who wasn’t even real. 

He types about how he would love to be your first, how he would love to teach her to cum. He strings together pretty sentences about being your first, exploring intimacy with you. When he rereads what he’s written, he huffs and realizes he has written in first person. Maybe he would keep this to himself.

My hands pull her pretty thighs open, kissing the soft flesh of her inner thigh. She makes a soft noise at the back of her throat and it makes my cock ache as I nip at her skin. She’s so damn pretty for me like this, chest out and panting as I finally nudge her folds open with my nose and press a kiss to her pussy. Her pussy is so pretty, which should make me feel weird to admit, but it really isn’t surprising. All of her is beautiful. Fuck, she’s making those noises that make me twitch, but nows the time to focus on her. Her pleasure is all that matters, and it makes me  harder to hear her moaning as I suck on her clit, looking up at her as I flick my tongue against it and she takes my breath away.

Nah, he looked way too much like a softie for this to ever be traced back to him.

[ang3l0fde4th4ndd0gs]

I am going to rant about a certain fandom. I'm sure many of you have heard about how toxic and shitty it is, so let's talk about it for a minute.

My name is Sirius. I've been writing fanfiction since I was 13 or 14. I'm 19 now. So about 5 years or so. I started when I was heavily into the BNHA fandom. I was often writing a LOT about some of it. I have a book now that I've continued since then that had some of those characters within the main cast of them.

That's not the important part it's just a quick introduction before I explain further what I'm ranting about.

I see it happening now in just about every fandom I'm in. There are NO guidelines for shipping people and NO guidelines for creating fan made anything for any fandom. The socially acceptable ones are please don't ship an adult with a child, don't ship a sibling with their sibling, don't ship family generally.

But why do you fucking care so much what my opinions are on a ship?

Dude, my creations are MY OWN. That goes for EVERYONE who has ever created anything either for a fandom or just for fun. Do not put limits on yourself because of how fucking awful the fandom is. Yeah, a LOT of fandoms have that toxic section that is going to make shit ass comments about what your preferences are.

But the worst fandom I've ever been a part of is by fucking FAR the My Hero Academia fandom. Let me tell you why. This is a real fucking comment I got on a story I wrote.

"Deku is the bottom, you dumb bitch."

Listen to me. I am NOT your puppet. If you don't like reading the things I write, then scroll past or close it. Do NOT fucking comment insults or threats or anything because you don't like a ship.

I myself ship Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugou. But I myself don't see Bakugou as a top. I will not go into the reasons why.

So yes when I write that ship, I write it the way I see it. It's as simple as that.

That goes for any fandom. If you like two people together, put them together. Create your own scenarios, your own ideas and your own content where they're together the way you want them to be. That's the whole fucking point of fanfiction. If you enjoy it, write it, draw it, anything.

I'm so fucking frustrated with all of it. There shouldn't be any backlash toward anyone for something they enjoy if it doesn't cause any fucking harm to anyone else.

Thank you for reading. I know this isn't my usual content, I usually intend for my blog to be an escape for everyone who finds that sort of energy online. I just will not and do not tolerate the negativity toward any creator.

I am a cosplayer, an author and a digital artist and a tattoo artist. I adore creating for fandoms. I will never stop creating for things that I enjoy because it is part of my lifestyle and I love what I do. But that does not mean at ALL that I will EVER tolerate the mistreatment of myself or any other creator about a work. I won't be posting every hate comment I get. But I will be speaking up if I see it toward anyone including myself.

Be a respectful fucking human being. That is not that difficult. Be a good person. Don't talk shit to people about their creations.

[mirllop]

a fic hotpot?? hehe, don't mind if i do~

i hope you don't mind the direction i took it! i left it open-ended too, does anyone else want to add to the hotpot? :)

TO THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR: i really loved the concepts in the original fic! thank you for writing this awesome piece and leaving it open for us to add to 😊 ❤️ as a little note, I did take liberty with the timeline. I placed them back in class 1-A (in the fic above, you implied that they were 2-A) and I edited the four months thing to eight months. I'm so sorry! I hope you don't mind. It just worked better for what I had in mind.

•• –– ••

Those stupid extras, playing that stupid prank on him. Why did it matter, anyway? But the pit in his stomach kept growing.

Hmph. He was just looking out for Deku. As a future hero, you couldn't just choose anyone to date. The media would be all over it. Yeah. He was just protecting the image of class 1-A.

Everyone was still staring at him as he boiled his own personal stew of rage, anxiety, and nausea. "What the fuck are you all staring at?" He growled, the threat of explosions making the bystanders turn their heads away.

"K-Kacchan?" Wide green eyes found his, filled with worry and... was that fucking pity? Better not be, you damn nerd.

"Hmph."

––

Maybe stomping away and leaving Deku's question open-ended wasn't the greatest option, because everyone was whispering at lunch. And unfortunately, his go-to "Shut the fuck up, all of you," wasn't working.

"Bakubro, what happened this morning? Mina said ––" Kirishima started, glancing warily at his explosion-prone hands.

"You think you can trust a single thing that bitch says?"

Kirishima shrugged. She is our friend, were the unspoken words.

Kaminari looked at his tray and muttered, "She told him Midoriya was dating someone from another class... and he freaked out."

"Shut the hell up, Dunce Face," Bakugou popped a few explosions off.

"Do you maybe think you're overreacting, Bakugou?" Kirishima ventured. He'd always been the one to stand up to Bakugou, to say what was on his mind, to offer that helping hand despite it always being slapped away.

"No! It's fucking Deku! He can't just date––" Bakugou cut himself off, realizing his next words would probably be disastrous. "––some random extra. Plus, that isn't even the fucking point. Racoon Eyes lied." When everyone stared at him confused, he stood up with his tray. "This is pointless. Fuck off."

He knew what he was doing, dammit.

––

"Kacchan?" A knocking at his door pulled him out of his mathematics tunnel vision. "Kacch––"

"What the fuck do you want?"

"Can I come in?"

"No."

A distant chorus of laughter echoed from the downstairs common room, and it sure as hell felt like the universe was aiming those laughs right at him. What a dumb predicament.

"Please? I just want to talk to you. About earlier, I––"

"Go. Away."

"Then I'll just say what I have to say out here." Oh, great. His determined voice. Now Bakugou really wasn't escaping this nerd's rambling. "I... please don't get mad at me for saying what I'm about to say. I care about you, but... you can't control who I date. If I found someone from another class, why would it matter?" He paused. Bakugou gave no response. "I'm sorry Mina played that prank on you. I really had nothing to do with it and would have told her it was a bad idea."

"Are you done?"

"Kacchan. Please. I'm trying. Can you try? I know you're capable."

Silence. Bakugou didn't know how to respond to that. Despite his anger, Bakugou could recognize the logic. And he fucking hated that Deku actually sounded right.

"Fine. It was dumb. There, you happy?" He growled.

"Thank you, Kacchan," Izuku murmured. The fragility in that voice...

"You don't have to keep standing there like a weirdo-creep. Just come in already."

His untouched math homework lay mocking him. Oh, screw you.

The green-haired boy crept in and sat on the floor. Bakugou noticed that he didn't even take two steps inside the space. He was scared. The explosive blond sneered in annoyance.

A few moments of silence blanketed them uncomfortably before Midoriya spoke. "Why did it bother you so much to hear I was dating someone?"

"Fuck off. Don't make me kick you out."

"Kacchan."

Katsuki refused to look at him. "It's just... I don't know. I don't like the thought of you dating some extra." He mumbled.

"O-oh," Midoriya mumbled after a few seconds ticked by. "I just thought you were angry, you know, because you hate new people in your life, and––"

"Stop rambling. It–– they wouldn't... deserve you." His rough voice traveled through the small space and needled itself directly into Izuku's heart. Shiny rays of hope wove through him–– and old shoots of hope, ones he had uprooted so desperately out of self-preservation a long time ago, stirred.

Something Bakugou had said earlier struck him suddenly. Some random bitch you couldn't have even known longer than eight fucking months? What the fuck, Deku?"

The only person he'd known here more than eight months was him.

"Y-You mentioned time as a factor. Kacchan, did you... you just seemed so angry. Who would I date that I've known longer than––"

"Get out. GET OUT."

"Just talk to me, Kacchan!"

Pop. Pop. Warning explosions lit up in Bakugou's palms, familiar reminders of what the warrior could do. "Get the fuck out of my room right now."

And while Bakugou usually existed in a constant state of varying degrees of anger, this outburst was not like his usual outbursts. It was hotter. Wilder. Ready to devour and burn anyone who came close.

Midoriya knew he'd lost. The door that had opened was now firmly closing shut. All he had wanted was to build a bridge, but the raging fire on the other side had set it ablaze the minute he tried to set in a support beam.

An empty, sickened feeling filled him.

He hauled himself to his feet, muscles aching in protest. Turned his back and stepped through the door.

Red eyes watched as he closed it behind him.

Fic hotpot-(unfinished, add to it if ya want)

In which Mina is a fucking bitch(and Katsuki loves her for it)

“Morning, Bakubabe!”

Mina’s here early, Katsuki thinks. The first one to make it into class, only after Katsuki himself.

Weird. Usually its Izuku walking in a few minutes after Katsuki, with Mina dashing in with seconds to spare before class starts.

The mischievous glint in her eye makes the hairs on the back of his neck rise up like a cat. She’s fucking up to something, as usual. Goddamnit.

It doesn’t take long for Katsuki to figure out what.

His ears manage to drown out her mindless chatter until a certain set of words cut like a knife through his consciousness, throwing him backward and reeling, trying to catch up.

His eyes go wide.

“Wait-fucking-what?”

“Huh?-wait. He seriously didn’t tell you? I heard from Shira-san in 1-A last night that her and Midoriya were dating! Isn’t that just the cutest!” The bitch has the nerve to clasp her hands together and sigh like a lovesick school girl. Katsuki barely even notices.

“He fucking-he, he’s fucking dating someone? What the fuck?” Katsuki’s breathing stutters, his mind swimming with so many thoughts, so many feelings he couldn’t understand, couldn’t place, couldn’t-what the fuck.

What the fuck.

What the FUCK.

Mina is staring at him with her beady fucking eyes, with the biggest shittiest grin he’d ever seen on the girl.

He could care less in the face of his sudden panic.

“Good morning Kacc-oh! Morning Mina! You’re here early!” Izuku walks in then and has the balls to act normal. As if he wasn’t fucking dating someone right in front of him.

What the fuck.

Katsuki abruptly stands, shoving his desk away, just because it seems like the right thing to do in the situation. He’s stalking up and staring Izuku down with the fire of a thousand suns before he even knows what’s happening.

“You’re fucking DATING someone? What the actual FUCK?! I-what-fucking- what the goddamn everloving fuck? Some goddamn extra from 1A? What the fuck? You’re really so fucking horny you’d settle for some random bitch you couldn’t have even known longer than four fucking months? What the fuck, Deku?” Katsuki is seething, barking his grievances in Izuku’s face with all the restraint of a rabid dog. If his vision hadn’t tunneled so badly in the moment he might have seen Mina staring at the two of them with a look of absolute unhinged joy.

Deku has the gall to look confused.

“I-Kacchan-what? I’m not-who-wha-“

“Fucking Shira-bitch? Are you fucking kidding me? Gonna lie right to my fucking face? How fucking long, Deku?”

“Shira-who? Kacchan i dont-I’m not dating anyone. I don’t even- there is no-who is Shira-san?” De-Izuku has the audacity to look confused at Katsuki’s accusations. Not a hint of dishonesty marring the green haired boy’s stupid features.

The realization smacks him right across the face.

Oh no.

Oh fuck.

This fucking BITCH.

“YOU!”

Katsuki whirls around on the alien bitch and Mina yelps, moving to dodge from one of his explosions, barely managing to escape with a bit of fringed hair before Izuku grabs his arms from behind and holds him in place with blackwhip.

“Kacchan, stop!”

“What the f-that fucking bitch told me you were dating fucking Shira-cunt! Ashido you stupid bitch! I’m gonna melt your fucking shitty stumps right off your goddamn head!”

“KACCHAN! Why would it even matter if i was dating someone! It was just a prank! There isn’t even a Shira-chan in class 1A! Calm down!”

And-didn’t that hit him like a sack of bricks. He deflates in record time and something searing hot settles in the pit of his stomach.

Katsuki feels nauseous.

[thetraingotsetonfireonmidnight]

𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔐𝔬𝔪...

Bakugou Katsuki x GN!reader

You sucked in a breath, "Katsuki…babe…hear me out-"

"The fuck?" He gave you a confused look, before his eyes widened and disgust twisted his face. "Don't fuckin tell me…"

Inspired by a short conversation I had with my friend. You can blame him for this

"You ready?" Bakugou asked you, his voice uncharacteristically quiet. 

You two stood in front of his childhood home. While the house wasn't too big, it now seemed to tower over you and you felt like shrinking in on yourself.

"Not really." You admitted. If you were being honest, you had never expected to be invited to Bakugou's house to meet his parents, as weird as that sounded. Anytime the idea was brought up, your hard headed boyfriend immediately rejected the thought, going on about how he didn't need his old hag's approval for his relationship (his words, not yours). You felt relieved by that. You could only imagine the kind of people who raised Katsuki. It wasn't a good image. You loved him, but you weren't sure if you could handle multiple of him.

But then one night, while on a date, Bakugou had stared at the floor with his hands shoved in his pockets. He kicked at a random pebble on the floor before asking you in an annoyed tone if you wanted to go over to his house for dinner.

He made it very clear that he had only asked because his mother wouldn't let it go, and that otherwise, he wouldn't have proposed the idea.

Of course you said yes. Even if you wanted to avoid it, you had to do it eventually if you wanted to make your relationship with Katsuki long term.

So here you were, standing in front of the home your boyfriend grew up in, your hand holding onto his arm (He's weird about you holding his hands. He always insists you should hang onto him instead).

He scoffed, "There's nothin to worry about. Just don't be dumb."

"How reassuring." You raised your fist to knock on the door, but before you got the chance, Katsuki kicked the door, resulting in it slamming against the wall.

"OI, YOU HAG. WE'RE HERE." 

You stood in shock, feeling mortified at your boyfriend's entrance.. So much for a good impression.

"THAT BETTER NOT HAVE BEEN MY DOOR YOU JUST SLAMMED, KATSUKI!" A voice called from inside. 

Bakugou made an annoyed sound, before gesturing for you to walk in.

You hesitantly walked inside, your hand death-gripping Katsuki's arm.

A series of stomps became louder, before a figure came up and stood in front of you. Your jaw dropped at the sight.

She looked just like Katsuki, except taller and well…you know…feminine.

She looked young and beautiful, her skin practically glowing in the sunlight that peaked through the window curtains. She crossed her arms and you noticed that they were defined, the muscle straining against the blouse she wore.

And she had some big….assets…yeah.

You tried hard not to ogle at Bakugou's mom, looking anywhere but where she stood.

"Hag, this is my partner."

Katsuki's mother's eyes softened when she looked at you. She gave you a small smile, "Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you." Her smile quickly faded and turned into a scowl when she turned to her son, "KATSUKI, THIS IS HOW YOU DECIDE TO MAKE A FIRST IMPRESSION? YOU CAME TOO EARLY, I HAVEN'T FINISHED DINNER."

"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO INSISTED WE COME HERE, IT'S NOT MY FAULT IF YOU'RE SLOW AS HELL."

The two blondes continued to scream at each other. You weren't really paying attention, a little too distracted by something else, but eventually it seemed like they came to an agreement.

"Wait here while I finish dinner, dear!" Bakugou's mom walked back into the kitchen, leaving you two alone.

You felt your cheeks warm up.

"What?" Bakugou must have noticed your dazed look.

You sucked in a breath, "Katsuki…babe…hear me out-"

"The fuck?" He gave you a confused look, before his eyes widened and disgust twisted his face. "Don't fuckin tell me…"

"Your mom…she's—"

"UGH NOT YOU TOO, FOR FUCK'S SAKE!"

"I'm just saying-"

"STOP TALKING, I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT!"

"DON'T YELL IN THE HOUSE, KATSUKI!"