#deku is a mouse

[mjbunnyluv]

A Very Mouseku Halloween

“Trick or treat!” a group of children shouted excitedly when Katsuki answered the door.

“Wow, you’re the first pineapple I’ve seen,” the blonde chuckled upon seeing a little girl in a foam costume and sprouting headband. 

Handfuls of candy were dumped into each pillowcase and bucket. Katsuki prided himself on being the best apartment to get candy from every year. He splurged on the good stuff. King size candy bars and top quality treats. None of that dollar store shit.

A chorus of thank yous ended their meeting before the kids raced down the hall to knock on the next door.

“Kacchan?” Deku asked, cuddled up in his usual window perch. 

“What’s up?”

“Why so many little people knock on the door?”

“It’s Halloween.”

“Hello-ween?”

“Halloween,” Katsuki corrected, crossing the room and scooping the little mouse into his hand. “A holiday. Kids dress up and go door to door collecting candy. Sometimes adults have parties where they dress up, too.”

There was a sparkle of curiosity in those big emerald eyes. Ears flicked back and forth as Deku pondered the new information. Katsuki waited patiently as the tiny creature tried a few times to form his thoughts into words.

“Can Kacchan take Deku trick or treat?”

“You want to go? It means we have to go outside the apartment.”

Those big, floppy ears flattened against the mouse’s wild curls. “Oh.”

“But we don’t have to go far,” Katsuki suggested. “Just a couple of floors in the building. And you’ll need a costume.”

“Samurai!” Deku squeaked.

The blonde sighed. “Your origami armor got destroyed when you threw it in the sink, remember?”

“But…Kacchan makes another?”

Katsuki rolled his eyes with a twitch of his lips. Hell, he’d really do anything for this cute little shit, wouldn’t he? 

There were a few decorations around the apartment. Just little things like window clings and a foam pumpkin that Deku had taken a bite out of thinking it was food. A paper garland was strung across the wall with glittery images of bats, pumpkins and…

“I’ve got a better idea,” he told Deku.

“Okay!” the little mouse grinned and hopped around in Katsuki’s palm. “Let’s go, Kacchan!”

Twenty minutes later, after a few mistakes that required a restart and interruptions from new groups of trick-or-treaters, the pair was finally ready. Katsuki put out a bowl of candy beside the door and walked down the hall.

Years of being dragged to one of Mina’s famed parties meant that the blonde had plenty of accessories and costumes to choose from. But while he had options on hand, Deku had none. Which was why cutting little holes out of an old pillowcase and dropping it over the mouse’s head was the perfect solution.

Katsuki raised his fist to the door and knocked loudly three times. A few seconds later, the old lady who lived there opened up, blinking curiously behind her comically thick glasses.

“Oh, hello dear,” she croaked, finally realizing who was standing before her. “Did you need some chili sauce?”

“No, Ming-san, Deku has something to say,” he responded, holding out his hand where the ghostly little mouse stood. “Go on.”

“Tr-trick or treats!” he squeaked.

A soft smile stretched the old lady’s wrinkles. “A little ghost. How darling. Just a second dear.” She turned to grab a handful of candy from the bowl on the table in the genkan.

Katsuki held open the pillowcase to collect the treats. Before he could say thank you, a second handful was tossed in. 

“For you, too, Katsuki,” Ming-san smiled. “You make an adorable kitty.”

Choking a bit and feeling his cheeks burn red, Katsuki didn’t have a chance to get any words out before he was met with the solid wood of the door. “I’m a wolf.”

Deku giggled and spun around. Not used to the flowy material, he tripped and flopped over in the human’s palm. The small accident made the little mouse giggle harder.

“Don’t use up all your energy,” Katsuki warned him. “We’ve still got more doors to knock on.”

They passed a group of kids that were just getting off the elevator. Of course, they had to stop so Deku could compliment all their costumes and get head pads from each child. Katsuki took them around each floor, knocking and allowing the little mouse to do the honors of squeaking out “trick or treat.” 

Every person cooed at the tiny thing, absolutely smitten with his makeshift ghost costume, giant ears and eyes the only things visible through the old bit of cloth. By the time they made it to the lowest floor, the pillowcase was heavy with so many different kinds of candy. 

Deku was nearly vibrating from his perch on Katsuki’s shoulder as he watched another handful of candy be added to their collection. 

“Hey, Deku?” 

“Yes, Kacchan?”

“How do you feel about going outside?” Ruby eyes tried to focus on the little mouse, but the angle was difficult. Still, he could see the way Deku went very still.

“O-Outside?”

“Yeah. Just down the street. I think there’s someone who would be really excited to see you.”

Big ears perked up at the mention of friends. “O-Okay.”

“You sure?”

Deku nodded, “Mhmm! Kacchan will protect me.”

“That’s right,” Katsuki grunted and plucked the adorable mouse off his shoulder so he could loudly kiss the top of his head. 

Deku giggled and pulled the sheet up so there was no barrier and puckered his lips for a proper kiss. Tiny hands gripped Katsuki’s face when their lips met, making the blonde smile. 

They made their way to the lobby exit. Though there wasn’t any rain like the forecast had called for, it still looked dark and blustery. 

“You ready?” Katsuki asked, helping adjust the mouse’s costume.

Deku hesitated.

“We don’t have to leave if you don’t want to.”

“But…want to see friends.”

Katsuki could hear the pout in his voice. 

“Want to sit in my coat pocket?” He asked jokingly only to be shocked when the little mouse nodded furiously. “Alright,” Katsuki sighed and moved his hand closer to his hip. “Climb in.”

Deku hopped into his new hiding spot, getting cozy before peeking up at Katsuki with those big, sparkling eyes. 

“Too damn cute,” the blonde snorted and patted the pocket softly. “Let’s go. If you get nervous just borrow inside.”

“Okay, Kacchan.”

It was even windier than it looked. Katsuki had to use a lot of his body weight to shove the door open and once they got outside, Deku dropped into the deep pocket. Halfway to their destination, that forecasted rain decided to show up. 

Katsuki wondered if it was worth putting his little mouse through all this, especially when he could feel Deku trembling in his pocket. No matter what they did, it would end in them getting wet. Onward!

Deku didn’t know they had been invited to a party at Jirou’s music store. Katsuki had initially believed the little mouse would be overwhelmed and too scared to leave the apartment. But seeing him get so into the Halloween spirit made him change his mind. Luckily, the music shop was close by. Only a couple blocks away.

Still didn’t make it any easier to get there with this weather.

When he pulled open the door and stepped into the warmly lit shop, Katsuki sagged into the warmth, relieved to finally be out of the rain. Music thrummed from the upper level where the festivities were taking place. One of the young women who worked nights manned the counter.

“Oh hey,” she greeted, her smile stretching the skeleton teeth painted on her lips. “They said you weren’t coming.”

“Changed my mind.”

“Cool,” she nodded. “Go on up.”

“Thanks,” Katsuki grunted, patting his coat pocket. “You can come out now.”

Ears poked out from the cozy hiding place before promptly disappearing again. The blonde sighed, but continued on past the back door and up the stairs.

The music grew louder, pulsing in Katsuki’s chest. He was sure his little mouse’s ears were hurting from it, but they wouldn’t stay long. Or those crazy idiots would just have to turn it down so Deku could join in.

Upon stepping into the upstairs loft, a body slammed into him. Ready for a fight, Katsuki growled and shoved back only for his attacker to wrap their arms around him tighter.

“Blasty you came!!” Jirou exclaimed looking up at him through glassy eyes and smiling wide with a rosy complexion. Little devil horns poked out of her hair and dark eye makeup was smeared across her face.

“You’re drunk, Ears.”

“I am not!”

“She is,” Momo sighed, coming over to collect her girlfriend. Dressed as an angel, she was the perfect antithesis to the little devil clinging to Katsuki.

Jirou pouted and finally let go. “Okay…maybe I’m a little drunk.”

“Is Deku with you?” Momo asked, eyeing the blonde.

“Yeah. Mind turning the music down?”

“Oh shit, yeah! For sure!” 

Jirou went stumbling across the room. A few moments later, the music was at a much more tolerable level and Katsuki felt his shoulders relax from where they’d been hiked up around his ears.

The man patted his pocket again. “Oi, Deku. You gonna say hi or what?”

A little shuffling from inside, but no appearance from the mouse.

“Awww,” Momo cooed. “It’s alright, Love. Was it scary coming over here?”

More shuffling, but Katsuki was positive he felt the distinct way his little mouse nodded. Okay, so maybe this was a bad idea. Shit, now they were going to have to walk all the way back and Deku would be terrified. They could always call a cab, but that seemed pretty pointless when the apartment was only a couple blocks away. 

Katsuki was so absorbed in his ponderings of how to get his little love home in the least traumatic way, that he didn’t comprehend Deku’s sudden sharp movement upward.

“BOO!” the little mouse squeaked loudly, popping out of the pocket. His costume was a little askew, only one ear poking out. Still, everyone jumped.

“Oh jeez!” Jirou breathed, hand over her heart, looking shocked and out of breath. Momo rubbed her back in circles softly.

Deku giggled proudly at his jump scare abilities. 

“You little shit,” Katsuki huffed in amusement. “You were only pretending weren’t you?”

The tiny mouse clambered out of his hiding spot and Katsuki had to catch him suddenly before he tumbled toward the floor. 

“It’s Hello-ween!”

“Halloween,” Momo corrected, reaching forward to adjust his costume. “You make a very scary ghost.”

“Totally!” Jirou laughed. “You scared the hell out of me!”

“Impressive,” Katsuki smirked, eyeing his friend dressed as a devil. Her pun seemed to have gone over her head with how drunk she was.

The happy little wiggle Deku did made Katsuki’s heart throb in his chest. Fuck he loved his Deku so much. Watching him learn and grow and become so comfortable with the world around him was the most amazing and fulfilling sight.

“Yeah, he’s pretty terrifying,” Katsuki chuckled, raising Deku up so he could kiss and nibble those soft, fuzzy ears. The little mouse giggled and squeaked in delight. “Happy Halloween, Baby.”

[m0use-house]

feel free to explain why too!

[astrayinasuit]

Me if I were characters but they seem like theyd fight eachother if they were in the same room

Too diverse honestly

[quitesins]

Atp I don’t even gaf about the mha ending I just want to see how this affects all the fanfics about to be written 🙈🤞

[everypanelofizuku]

Chapter 30 - Calvary-Match Finale

[theloveinc]

YALL PLEASE IK WE LOVE DILF DEKU BUT WHAT IF YOU TWO ARE DILFS AND MILFS. Like YALL met in the 90s when he was JUST hitting his peak of being #1 and ALL THE HOT 90s/2k PHOTOS OF HIM AND HIS GF TOGETHER (Who is now his wife) LIKE JUST TWO PEOPLE YOUNG AND IN LOVE. Him holding her hand and laughing as they are trying to quickly get away from the paparazzi and he has his arm out and trying to wiggle through fans and having the other around her waist. He’s always wearing every day clothes in all of them cause he was young probably early 20s and didn’t really see the reason of dressing up! OH and if his wife is a poc she has those hot make up looks black girls did back then! OH I loVE IT! There’s definitely pics of the two of them like him sitting on the floor while watching a early 2000s music video from America while she is sitting behind him on the couch practicing corn rolls on his BIG HEAD OHHH YALL. AND IF THEY HAVE LITTLE MIX KIDS OMFG LET ME STOP

normally i'd stick two asks together but i'm gonna answer you in separate parts bc i wanna respond to all of your thoughts, if that's alright!

but this reminds me a little of my childhood lover post (here!)... and how deku is always so sweet to you in public, so confident with your love that he's not afraid of showing it off .... and esp how well you've both aged, still both beautiful as the day you met.

i'm sure this is what you were going for with your imagery (which def brings this imagery to life) , but this also makes me think of the tik tok trends of people sharing pics of their parents from the 90s, or getting their photos done at vintage studios. the funny but sweet poses of people standing together in y2k clothes in front of colorful backgrounds. OR even prom pictures, with the silly background drapes hehehe.

also imagining having some 90s love song being your + deku's SONG. like the song you always dance together to in the kitchen, that your kids make faces at🥺

and they're definitely cute, just like u say! either dressed up in all the cute little tracksuits you can find or in daddy's nice hero merch and similar big, chunky sneakers. or maybe u even buy them jelly sandals to match the color beads and clips in their hair... so nostalgic :(

this is such a deku vibe!!

[sipsteainanxiety]

Bruh that just ruined my night

Wtf is This casting 🫣

PLS the way i found out a few days ago and im still not over it LMAO. i get a visceral reaction every time i see henry danger as bkg. my fight or flight instincts kick in and i choose fight every time. he is my number one enemy.

fr tho, i think im mostly not over the fact that its HENRY DANGER. like... i used to watch that show as a kid LMAOOOO. im not surprised that they whitewashed the entire cast tbh. disappointed, yes. but like... i lowkey feel bad for the kids sdhfksjf. like... mineta's actor........... poor child.............

[demon-blood-youths]

Before dinnertime came, Navarro spend lounging around until he got a call from his phone. Navarro grimaces and sees a snake icon on his phone. It's Shdwkyz.

"Shdwkyz..." Navarro said.

"Hey. Just want to know how you're doing?"

"Peachy...." Navarro answered.

"Oh is that bad?" Shdwkyz asked.

"Tch. You wish. Besides didn't your punishment start? I hope you're not going on your nightly hunts." Navarro retorted making Shdwkyz chuckle, "I'm not that stupid. I'm more worried about you." Shdwkyz said. Navarro scoffs, "More like excited about how I'm doing..."

"Uh-huh. Anyway...just want to let you know that everyone is doing fine."

"And Ink?"

"Fine as well."

"Okay....anyway...it's going to be dinner. Got to eat." Navarro said before hanging up the phone. Damn...he's thristy. Maybe he should take a glass of water. Navarro gets out of his room and goes to the kitchen to get something to drink.

The other boys were waiting in their rooms but they hope that Ren was alright after a while. Well, at least Midoriya will be sure to keep him calm while he was still knocked out from the time. For now, they waited.

~~Timeskip: Dinnertime at night~~

It was time for dinner as Midoriya was writing some things down in his room with the others in their own rooms. Rin was seeing things on his phone with Denji in his room playing video games for a bit. Bakugo finally woke up but he was grumbling after his beat down punishment. Atsushi was looking at a book he got but he was worried if Ren was alright or not. He didn't hear anything out there nor Ren checking up on any of the other guys.

[yanderenightmare]

Have you ever wrote something like

Detective reader x criminal yandere or vice versa

♡ TW: yandere, kidnapping, serial killer, mutilation, blood and gore, amatuer amputation

♡ gn reader

It’s so sweet of you to be so obsessed with him. Following his every track—of the tracks he decides to leave behind for you, of course. But in this game the two of you play it’s clear who’s the better player. But then again, it’s not exactly a fair fight. You have to follow the law, after all, and he doesn’t. It’s way easier for him when he can watch you through any means he deems necessary—while you have to go through your boss each and every time you wish to follow up on any simple lead.

Oh, but you’re so cute—with your little crimeboard. “Is all that red string for little old me?” he’ll chuckle under his breath, sipping his coffee as he stares at your busy body from across the room. It’s too bad it’s all a waste. You’ll never find him, even though he’s right under your nose as a fellow detective. 

In a way, he wishes you could play cat and mouse forever, constantly switching the roles. Though he salutes you for getting this far—there have been times when you’ve made him have to work twice as diligently—but in the end, it’s far too easy to stop you.

“I’m sorry about this—I wish I could do it differently, but you, of all people, know my M.O. better than anyone,” he apologizes, kneeling before the spot he has you strapped to a chair in his living room—a plastic sheet beneath you with your wrist neatly fixed to the armrest as he holds a heated knife to your pinky.

The gag between your teeth soaks with your spit and screams as he expertly snips the little finger clean off.

“There we go, all done!” he cheers, smiling at you gently, then putting your lopped-off digit into a plastic container filled with ice. “I’ll make sure our respected coworkers find this tomorrow.”

You shiver, screams turning to sobs and gasps. He places the box and knife onto the floor, then proceeds to cup your face in both blood-wet hands.

“Don’t worry,” he ushers. “I’m not gonna kill you like I did all the others.”

He gets in close. Thumbs stroking your tear-soaked cheeks, painting them red. His eyes seem black—eclipsed with something inhuman as he skitters across your face from your glassy doll eyes all swollen and glittery to your sniffling nose and your plumped lips sucking the cloth he’d tied around the back of your head. 

Even closer now, he continues with a rasp, “No—just for you—I’ll break my ritual and keep you safe and sound with me as a living trophy,” he laughs then, breathily with elation, placing his forehead upon your sweat-pilled one. “You’ll be my audience while I continue my work,” he muses while smiling giddily up at you. “My sweetest and prettiest little fan.”

♡ BNHA – Deku, Denki, Hawks, ♡ JJK – Mahito, Gojo ♡ HQ – Tendou, Atsumu ♡ DS – Doma ♡ WB – Kiryu, Umemiya, Togame ♡ AOT – Armin

♡ FEM x M INSERT masterlist ♡ GN x M INSERT masterlist

[antsday]

in the palm of your hand

[i was re-reading @habken's incredible scammers to lovers au and wrote this short fic. I really love their work and couldn't help myself lmaoo. anyways i hope you all enjoy!!!]

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“Hi! Can I help you with- oh,” says the angel from the IT department, spinny chair swiveling to a stop. “It’s you again.”

The first week Katsuki had come in, Deku had been relatively understanding and chipper- bright and sunny and shit. More personal than the strained smile and forced cheer that most customer service workers spoke with- of course I’ll fix your laptop, no problem, just leave it to me. 

Now, about three weeks later he looks at Katsuki like he’s just bitten into a lemon. As in, like Katsuki had come into the IT department, looked Deku in the eye, bit into a lemon, and then made a puckered up face and writhed in discomfort and then showed up with another lemon the next day, rinse and repeat for nearly a month. A complicated mix of intrigue and confusion and mild horror at this endless display of masochism.

Which is fair; there really is no other way to look at a top ten Pro Hero who repeatedly comes in to have his laptop fixed and won’t admit under penalty of death that it was because he clicked a pop-up in hopes of having a proper conversation with a dreamy IT guy. Not that Dreamy IT guy in question knows about all of that, but whatever. If Katsuki was in Deku’s position, he would also be worried about the fact that the safety and integrity of the public was left in the hands of guys who can’t stop getting scammed by obvious pop-up ads. 

“Your laptop’s broken again?” Deku says incredulously, as if reading Katsuki’s mind. His voice is really nice, even when he sounds confused as shit. Smooth and soft like- like a satin pillowcase. Or something. Whatever. It’s not like they pay him to be good with words. 

Then again, it’s not like they pay him to (unsuccessfully) flirt with the guy he’s normally supposed to see once a month max, but here he was. 

“Yeah,” says Katsuki, like he said two days ago, and then three days before that, and for the past month. It’s easier to say than I got a pop-up ad for a BL manga and I am ninety percent sure the twink on the cover was just a recolor of Sasuke Uchiha and I clicked it because I’m a fucking dumbass and I needed an excuse to keep coming in here and gazing into your dreamy-ass eyes. If you even care. 

He’s surprised Deku’s even asking. He’s been consistently coming in here for exactly the same reason: his laptop ‘mysteriously’ got a virus and now he needs it fixed. He’ll be back to pick it up soon, no, he’s not getting a new laptop, no, he’s not sure what happened, no, he’s not going to install some fancy-ass ad-blocker because he doesn’t want to (and it would get rid of his excuse), and Deku’s never asked this but yes, he would love to go get dinner sometime, he’s free today and tomorrow and the day after that and the rest of his life, forever, actually- 

“...Did you,” Deku begins, like he’s searching for the right words. “Uh. Do you have any idea what could have happened? Any idea at all?” 

I gazed into the dead-eyed stare of poorly-recolored Sasuke’s green eyes and thought of you because your eyes are also green, and less unnerving to look at, and the more I thought about that the more my mouse moved away from the ‘x’ button and the next thing I know, I have a virus and my desire to carnally hold your hand has overpowered any other logical thought. That’s what happened. 

“No,” Katsuki says belatedly. “Fuck. Look, can you fix it or not?” 

“Of course,” says Deku. He’s still got that little furrow in his brow. Katsuki wants to bite at it like taffy- which, is a weird fucking thing to think, scratch that- “Just- give it over, and I’ll be sure to have it ready for you in a little while.”

“Cool.” He holds out his laptop. It’s reminiscent of when he was four and showing off the cool rhinoceros beetle he caught to his mom. He’s internally beaming with pride at his success so far, and Deku’s got that same baffled, borderline horrified expression that his mom did. 

Although, that particular interaction ended with the thing flying out of his hands and into his mom’s cardigan and with him getting yelled at, so, maybe it’s not the ideal scenario to compare this to.

 But this encounter will end differently. He’s got a grip on the rhinoceros beetle, now. He just has to play his cards right. 

“So,” he says, shoving his hands into the pockets of his slacks so Deku won’t see how fucking sweaty they are. “You’ll have it ready by lunch tomorrow?” 

Deku takes the laptop and tilts his head. “Uh. Yeah, I will. In fact, I can get it to you earlier than that-”

“I’ll be busy for the rest of the day,” Katsuki lies. All his incident reports are done, and he’s got the night shift on patrol tomorrow. “You’re done by 2 tomorrow, right?”

“...Yes?”

“Great. Look, I have to stop at that fucking- crepe place, down the street, right,” he says, praying to every God there is that he looks cool and casual and not like a ‘Deranged Goblin Man’, as the Hero Times described him a few months ago. “So. When you get off work you should meet me there. At the crepe place. Tomorrow. At two pm.”

He doesn’t know what’s worse- the fact that he’s really doing this, being reduced to the same sort of emotional sap he would have made fun of only five years ago; or the fact that Present Mic’s lessons on subtlety and hidden meanings in text were actually good for something. 

Look at him, effortlessly weaving together words to create sentences with underlying motives. He’s like a modern-day Shakespeare. He’s golden. He’s killing it. Bakugou Katsuki, master of words. He’s on cloud-fucking-nine. He’s-

…aaaaand Deku isn’t responding. 

Deku blinks. He opens his mouth. Closes it. He sets the laptop down, staring up at Katsuki intently, and Katsuki starts to sweat. 

You are Bakugou Katsuki, he reminds himself. You might be down bad, but you’re not weak. It will not kill you if he rejects you. Well, it’ll kill you a little. But not that much. 

“At the crepe pla- to give you the laptop, right?” says Deku slowly. His face is turning bright red. Katsuki goes a little weak in the knees. 

“Sure, yeah,” Katsuki says half-heartedly. “Look, if you want, I could. I dunno. Fucking- buy you a crepe or something. As payment.” 

He’s so smooth. Eat your fucking heart out, Dunce Face. ‘Zero game’, his ass. 

“Sure,” Deku says, scratching the back of his neck, smile just a tad bit shy. His face is still mildly flushed. Katsuki swoons (and does his best to not let it show on his face). “I- uh. I’d like that. I guess.” 

“Cool,” says Katsuki. “Cool. Great. Okay, bye. Be there or else. Bye. See you.”

He turns on his heel and power walks out of the room, not once looking back, even when Pigtails nearly crashes into him or when Deku makes a noise suspiciously like he’s slamming his head against the desk. He walks out of the room, into the hallway, back to his own office.

The door slams shut behind him. He takes a deep breath. Squeezes his eyes shut. A breathlessly excited grin forces his way onto his face, and he pumps his fists, victorious. 

He's got a date.

part one/part two

[mjbunnyluv]

Picking the Sweetest Strawberry

Katsuki didn’t know how he got roped into this weekend trip. Well, he did. As the only one of his friends who had a car, he was named designated driver. 

So, instead of spending the summer day in the comfort of his air conditioned apartment, Katsuki was standing in the middle of a farm staring down rows and rows of bright red strawberries. The air was sweet with their ripe scent, the sun hot on the back of his neck despite the short-sleeve button down he threw over his tank top. 

Raccoon Eyes and Round Face were already skipping down one of the rows, little white baskets swinging in their hands. Eyebags followed Pikachu like a sleepy puppy, dutifully hanging onto their basket as the electric blonde snacked on juicy berries. Katsuki rolled his eyes. He doubted those idiots would even fill a basket by the time they were overheated and ready to get out of the sun.

“Ready?” Momo asked, coming to stand beside him.

“I guess,” Katsuki sighed and took the basket she held out to him.

“Oh come on,” she smirked. “I think you actually like the idea of picking strawberries straight from the source. How many recipes do you have rolling around that brain of yours?”

The blonde clicked his tongue and turned away from her. At least he could blame the sun on the blush that reddened the tips of his ears. How was it that Ponytail coil always read him like a book? Sure, visiting a farm to pick his own strawberries wasn’t his ideal Saturday afternoon, but he couldn’t deny that he’d already thought about Strawberry Shortcake with homemade whipped cream, Strawberry Mochi, Strawberry Compote for tomorrow morning’s crepes. 

“We should get started before Denki eats them all,” Momo giggled.

Katsuki’s passive expression twisted into a scowl. With the basket hanging from his wrist, he cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted toward Hitoshi & Denki. “Dunce Face if you puke in my car I’ll make you lick it up before making you walk the rest of the way home!”

Gold eyes widened as Denki’s hand paused halfway to his mouth. The strawberry never made it to his mouth, instead dropping into the basket Hitoshi held out. 

“That’s what I fucking thought,” Katsuki grumbled under his breath and picked a row to start down. He crouched and inspected a promising looking plant. Picking a ruby red fruit from the leaf, Katsuki was about to drop it in his basket when he noticed little bites littering the backside of the fruit. With a sigh, he tossed it away. Some little critter had gotten to it first. 

After a half hour of inspecting and picking berries, Katsuki was drenched in sweat and getting annoyed with Mina’s whining. She was the one who suggested this little adventure, so why the fuck was she complaining about the heat. It was the middle of June and there wasn’t a single cloud in the sky. Not even a breeze to mention, either. 

A rustle from the strawberry plant he was reaching for made him pause. Maybe he found the culprit who’d been snacking on all the berries in the field. Carefully, Katsuki lifted a wide leaf and was met with two massive emerald eyes staring up at him. Giant round ears nestled on either side of unruly green curls and a nude tail twitched in alarm. The little mouse squeaked before scurrying away. 

“Hey, Katsuki!” Ochako shouted, running toward him. 

The blonde caught sight of the little mouse stopping in his friend’s path, ears flattened to his head. 

“Round Face, stop!” Katsuki snapped. The brunette yelped and paused mid-step, foot hovering just above the tiny creature. He hurried over and scooped up the little mouse who trembled in his hands and held onto Katsuki’s fingers for dear life.

“A mouse?” Ochako gasped, leaning in to get a better look. “He’s so cute! Oh my gosh, I almost stepped on him! Sorry, little guy!”

Slowly, those giant ears rose again, emerald eyes tearfully taking in the two humans looking down on him curiously. He squeaked a few times, leaning forward to look over the edge of Katsuki’s hands before scurrying back.

“I’ve got you,” the blonde cooed. “Not gonna let you fall.” Big, teary eyes blinked up at him, nose twitching slightly. Katsuki felt his heart flip. The mouse really was cute. “You been eating all the strawberries, buddy?”

The little creature perked up at the mention of the sweet fruit and he started squeaking excitedly, pointing toward the field of plants. Katsuki couldn’t help the amused snort and he registered Ochako giggling at the little mouse’s reaction, too. 

“Here, I’ll put you down.” He crouched and lowered his hand slowly, opening his fingers so the tiny critter could walk down them like a ramp. “There you go.”

Once the mouse was back on the ground, he scurried away. Strawberry leaves shook as he run under them and Katsuki tracked the movement until it stopped. 

“Phew, that was close!” Ochako exhaled. “Anyway, I was coming over here to tell you Mina and I are going into the farmstand. They sell fresh squeezed strawberry lemonade.”

Katsuki wiped the sweat from his face with the end of his button down. He eyed his basket, overflowing with strawberries. “Damn that sounds amazing right now.”

The brunette grinned and hooked her arm in his, practically dragging him along. “Let’s go!”

“Fuck, don’t touch me! I’m already sweaty enough. I don’t need yours, too,” Katsuki grumbled and pulled his arm away, choosing to walk beside her instead. Scarlet eyes shifted toward the last place he’d seen the little mouse. No movement. The poor thing was probably traumatized by the encounter. Katsuki hoped he would be okay.

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While the strawberries were soaking in vinegar, Katsuki got to making pastry. He’d always felt that he was better at cooking than baking, but after a few afternoons spent at Sato’s bakery, the blonde had improved greatly. Baking was about exact measurements rather than cooking, where Katsuki could experiment by throwing random things together and get a delicious outcome.

Sheets of dough and butter were folded, stretched, and folded again before going into the fridge to chill.

Katsuki dumped the bowl of vinegar and thoroughly rinsed the fruits. Laid out on a towel to dry off, he rolled his shoulders and stretched. The trip to the farm wasn’t awful. He’d expected more whining and maybe a headache, but it had actually been pretty fun. He especially liked meeting the little mouse in the strawberry fields. 

A chill crawled up Katsuki’s spine and he whipped around. He’d had the distinct feeling of being watched in his own home. But as his scarlet eyes frantically searched the space, he saw no one. Holding his breath for a moment longer, the blonde tried to listen for anything odd. When nothing showed itself, he let out the breath he was holding in a long exhale.

The rest of the time spent in the kitchen, Katsuki kept looking over his shoulder. With the way the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, he swore he was being watched. But there was no evidence of anyone besides him in the apartment. 

The blonde slapped the chilled dough on the counter and rolled it out before cutting squares from it. The oven beeped to let him know it was pre-heated and with each shell filled with cream cheese mixture, Katsuki slipped the tray onto one of the racks. Then, he got to work cutting up his fresh picked strawberries and stirring a sugar syrup on the stovetop. His shoulders and back ached from a busy day, but he knew the sweet treats would be worth it in the end. 

The pastries were left to cool for ten minutes. And during that time, Katsuki dipped his set aside berries in the sugary syrup to coat them. Then he topped his desserts with the glistening fruit to create a mouth watering display of deliciousness. It was hard to resist, so he didn’t. 

Katsuki took a bite out of one of the pastries and let out an obscene moan. “Fuuuuuck that’s good.” A wooden spoon clattered against the counter, making him jump. He coughed as he narrowly avoided choking on half chewed pastry and strawberries. 

The spoon was placed back in the utensil canister, but Katsuki also pulled the container away from the wall. Nothing.

The blonde shrugged and finished off his pastry, leaving the others on a decorative plate. It had been a long day. Time to get ready to head to bed.

It was just as Katsuki was settling against the mattress when he heard a clatter from the kitchen. 

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” he growled, whipping off the sheets and stomping across the apartment. “I swear to fuck, whoever is hiding, I’ll fucking kill you!” 

A squeak and a clatter.

Katsuki flipped on the light and froze. As did the little mouse with big emerald eyes filled to the brim with tears. Crumbs littered the counter at the edge of the plate where the little creature must have been eating his fill of the delicious pastries. 

“How the hell…” 

The little mouse crossed his hands over his soft belly and looked up at Katsuki with the tearful eyes that made his heart melt. Somehow the tiny cutie pie had made it home with him.

“K-Kacchan!” the mouse squeaked.

Katsuki stood there staring, breath caught in his throat before shouting, “You can talk?!”

Green curls bobbed as the mouse nodded rapidly. “Yummy,” he chittered, rubbing his tummy with one hand and pointing at the plate of desserts with the other.

Scarlet eyes shifted to the plate and the blonde nearly choked. Half the plate was cleared! “Fucking hell! How many did you eat?!”

The little mouse’s floppy ears flattened against his head as he worried his tail between his tiny hands. “Yummy,” he squeaked again. “Kacchan make yummy snack.”

The human cocked his head and pointed to himself, “I’m Kacchan?”

The mouse nodded. “You Kacchan. Me Deku.”

Katsuki sighed and approached the counter. Deku scurried back. “I ain’t gonna hurt ya.” His big ears started to rise again as he watched the blonde swipe the crumbs into his hand and dump them in the garbage. 

“So, Deku��how’d you make it here?” Katsuki asked, actually curious about how the mouse was able to stowaway without him or his friends noticing.

“Pocket,” Deku squeaked. “Kacchan pocket.”

Katsuki scrunched up his face in confusion. There was no way the mouse was in his pocket the entire time. He would have felt him. Unless…his eyes wandered to his button down he’d tossed on the chair when he got home. He’d taken it off when he and his friends grabbed lemonade from the farm. That must have been when Deku climbed into the breast pocket and inadvertently became the seventh passenger in his car.

“Well, guess you’re stuck here for now,” Katsuki sighed. 

“Deku stay?” the mouse asked. 

Big emerald eyes sparkled up at Katsuki and the human’s heart flipped in his chest. God he just wanted to squeeze the fuck out of him! Who gave him the right to be so goddamn cute?!

“Yeah,” he cleared his throat. “You can stay.”

Little feet pitter pattered on the counter as Deku danced in excitement. Katsuki chuckled at the sight. 

“C’mon,” the blonde smiled and put his hand on the counter palm up. Deku climbed up, holding onto his fingers just like at the farm. “Let’s go to bed.”

Katsuki brought them to the bedroom, lowering the mouse onto the pillow before climbing in after him. He wasn’t sure when he’d have a chance to get back to the farm and there was no way he was letting Deku go around here. The little mouse would be snatched up by a feral cat or some shitty bird in a second. 

He startled slightly at the feeling of a tiny, warm body curling up against his neck. Reaching up, Katsuki pat Deku’s fluffy curls. The little mouse squeaked softly and chattered his teeth. Who knew…maybe he’d never make it back to the farm. 

[phant0mth1ef]

chapter 3: stupid, stupid game.

“so how sure are we about your boyfriend not wanting a boyfriend?” the sudden voice made you jump, you’d forgotten how often monoma liked to show up uninvited, especially when it was late at night and you were already weary of intruders.

“what? i don’t have a boyfriend.” you poured the blueberries into the mixture beforing combining them with the batter.

“i know that. i meant bakugou.” monoma made his way to your fridge, opening it and picking out a snack you’d frequently bought just because of how often he was over at your place.

“oh. well what makes you say that?” you were quiet, too quiet for monoma’s liking. he frowned.

“well, he’s always rambling about stupid deku this, stupid deku that.” he spoke while eating his food, a pet peeve he knew you had.

“hey, are you okay?” monoma asked once he finished, you’d been silent and your main focus was watching your muffins rise in the oven.

“m’fine.” you mumbled, eyes not once leaving where your pan sat on the second rack.

“is this about that shindo thing? you’re not over him?”

“s’not about shindo. s’about the fact that he was able to go pro after everything he did to me. just not fair.” you sighed, rubbing your eyes.

“well, i can assure you that he’s a second rate hero at best. nothing special. and i would know, i’m the most special in terms of heroes. also think of it this way, if you do end up getting bakugou, you could totally make shindo feel like shit.” monoma head to where your dishes were sitting in the sink, turning on the water and grabbing the sponge. after all, he was the one who ate most of your treats, he should be the one to clean up.

“i guess you’re right.” you sat on the counter next to the sink, monoma’s blonde hair sticking out in contrast to your dark themed kitchen.

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bakugou didn’t know what urged him to watch your stream. he didn’t really know how he got to your page, seeing that your profile picture was a manga panel of gojo, perfect for your username.

he didn’t know how he ended up staring at his phone at night, nor how he ended up actually laughing at your commentary.

at first, he’d only watched your stream because kirishima had put him onto it, saying how you were genuinely a pretty funny person aside from all the thirst comments that you’d make about pro hero dynamight.

of course, he couldn’t let your ego get inflated so he was under a screen name.

you didn’t know that. so you’d continued to speak freely about the pro hero, even while you were in the lobby waiting to respawn.

“as i was saying, lowkey dynamight would make a great father. but i-.” your voice was cutoff as you were killed by someone under the username phant0mth1ef on fortnite, your bestfriend’s laugh echoing through your headset as you stopped, your viewers watching as your mouth dropped open. bakugou watching as your mouth dropped open.

you ended the call with monoma, and closed the fortnite app as your face stayed the same, your mouse racing across the screen as you put your headset down, getting up from your chair to go grab a snack.

“why do people play fortnite. it’s a stupid, stupid game it does not work.” a fake german accent in your voice as your door open and shut. your viewers continuing to talk in your chat.

and for the first time since watching your streams, bakugou let out a genuine laugh.

tags! : @sukunasbottomlefteyeball @pixiesluver @kanvis

[bicheetopuff]

I don’t think y’all understand how crazy this is. Well, I know you do but I like yapping and I need to type things out to completely understand for myself what’s going on.

Katsuki pushed Izuku away their entire childhood after Izuku was diagnosed quirkless. Before that, it felt like he wanted Izuku to push himself in more things. In his own weird little way, he believed in him. Katsuki was good at everything and he was self aware about that so the reason he always singled out Deku to try out the things he was trying and comparing their furture quirks was because he always wanted Izuku as his rival. He saw something in Izuku that he couldn’t find in himself which at that age deemed him “worthy” of competing with him.

When Izuku was confirmed to not have a quirk and everyone was telling Katsuki that his quirk was amazing, he felt like Izuku wasn’t worthy of competing against him anymore and was offended that Izuku didn’t understand that. He legitimately thought that Izuku was trying to stoop Katsuki “down to his level” because he didn’t understand that Izuku just wanted to be around him and be friends with him. He wasn’t trying to sign up for his life long rivalship that Katsuki had made up in his head that his four year old self established he had already won.

Even then, Katsuki still believed in Izuku. In the TUMs where Katsuki is trying to chase down Nine but Izuku finds him first. He’s not surprised. He’s angry that he didn’t have the same skill that Izuku did in that department. Or when Izuku was talking about applying to UA, Katsuki didn’t laugh it off. He wanted Izuku to not apply at all because he knew there was a chance he could actually get in. Or when Izuku actually did get in, Katsuki wasn’t surprised, he was just wondering how. He has never not had faith in Izuku.

And now, after he established that Izuku never meant ill will towards him and realized that he was just being a jerk towards him for no reason, he started to view him as a proper rival again. Izuku is the only person in his life that has been able to push him to become his best self. He grew so much as a person. But, Izuku’s influence and just his care for him in general landed him wounded on several occasions now. He almost died. Yet he’s unable to think of himself first anymore like he used to.

He went to Izuku’s hospital room and cried like a baby because of Izuku losing his quirk. Because he lost that rival that wanted and needed for so long. He lost his second chance to compete with him after losing so much time. He feels like the person he cares about most just lost his dream because he wasn’t there to help. He blames himself for Izuku’s misfortune yet couldn’t care less about his own.

And from Izuku’s POV, he just experienced a heavy loss for not being able to save Shigaraki (yet/in the way he wanted to). He lost his quirk which made his dream come true even if it was only for a short time. He’s quirkless again yet the first person who came to check on him was the very person that used to give him hell for not having a quirk. The guy he chased after his whole childhood because he wanted to be like him and be his friend. And that guy that always used to push him away pours his heart out and tells him, “I wanted to play this game of cat and mouse with you for the rest of our lives,” and he can’t be anything other than shocked and reassuring at the admission.

This scene single handedly began the healing process for both of their inner child’s. Katsuki feels comfortable to show his emotions and admit to wanting a rival and Izuku finally gets to see just how badly Katsuki wants him around.

But, Izuku still hasn’t even truly acknowledged Katsuki’s apology. And even in this chapter, all he said were things to make Katsuki feel better. He hasn’t explained how he feels about anything yet.

I want Katsuki to tell Izuku that even if he’s quirkless, he still wants to be by his side. And I want Izuku to tell Katsuki that he forgives him for everything he’s done. I NEED THEM TO TALK!

HORI PLEASE LET DEKU TALK ABOUT HIS EMOTIONS NOT EVEN JUST ABOUT KATSUKI BUT ABOUT EVERYTHING. I NEED TO KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN IZUKUS HEAD. LET THEM HAVE A REAL CONVERSATION THAT ISNT UNDER THE CIRCUMSTANCES OF BEING CRITICALLY INJURED. I BEG!!!

[wroteitbutneverwatchedit]

Kastsuki Bakugo- Break time taste.

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Warnings: Smut!!!!, some plot, never actually watched Bnha, PnV, Fingering, established couple, let me know what else. Barely proofread.

A/n: Hey y'all sorry I've been slacking. But here hope you guys like it, Since Bakugo won the poll. Satoru will be next coming this week or next! Love you guys<3

Word Count: 1.6K

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"Kacchan, take a picture it will last longer" I teased, I even leaned forward a blew him a kiss. He smirked and took out his phone to take a picture of me, I rolled my eyes and paid him no mind.

"I still can't believe you guys got married, I know I was at your wedding but I can't believe it" Midoriya exclaimed in disbelief, I laughed and Bakugo shot me a glare.

"Shut up Deku" Bakugo grumbled

"Bakugo be nice." I warned, he huffed and rolled his eyes.

"I still don't understand why him. You could have chosen anyone else, but you chose Katsuki." Uraraka playfully critiqued.

"Because I love him, and he has nice boobs. Plus he would do anything to make me happy" I responded, I could see a small shy smile on Bakugo's face. I stood up and walked around the table to him, he instinctively placed his hands on my thighs as I stood in front of him.

"No offense but Bakugo is a brute" Todoroki spoke softly, I laughed and sat down on Bakugo's lap. He looked up at me as if I held the world in my eyes.

"I love you so much" I cooed before kissing him softly on the lips, he reciprocated and smiled.

"I love you more" he spoke earnestly, he always said those words and it was like I could feel the meaning behind it.

"Wow, I never thought I'd see a lovesick Katsuki." Deku gasped, Bakugo rolled his eyes and sighed. I kissed Bakugo again, he pulled me down further into his lap and wrapped his arms around my waist. I pulled away and smiled sweetly at him.

"Calm down I'm not going anywhere" I teased, he stood up and picked me up with him. I looked at him confused as he started out the door.

"There are only 20 minutes left in break" Kirishima warned, Bakugo scoffed and continued walking.

"May not be enough time to fuck her, but it's enough time to taste her" he bragged, I hit his shoulder and tried to get out of his grasp.

"Sweet cheeks, there's no running with me. You know this" he forewarned

"Katsuki, put me down" I yelped, I loved my husband. He just had this bad habit of being kind of mean during sex, of course, he was caring and attentive. He just would make me take it all without being able to run away. He sat me down on the desk in his office and quickly went to lock the door, I immediately got up and walked to the other end of the room.

"Katsuki, please. I don't know if I can take any more teasing from you. If you're going to fuck me just me." I whined, he sighed and undid his belt. He pulled off his gloves and made his way towards me, I dodged his grasp and moved away.

"You begged for it, now come get it."He chastised, after a couple minutes of cat and mouse chase. He caged me against his desk, I gave him a nervous smile and a sweet kiss on the cheek.

"So cute, now let my dick kiss your cervix like that." He critiqued, turned me around, and bent me over his desk. I helped him pull my pants down, he slowly fingered me to stretch me out. Though his patience was wearing thin with me, he still always took precautions to not hurt me. He was being a bit rough, pressing down on my G-spot harshly. I reached down to rub my clit which was oh-so neglected, and He spanked me in response.

"I didn't tell you to do that, you've been acting like a damn brat. You'll cum when I say you can cum" he berated, as he continued spanking me. I yelped in response, Katsuki tended to get a little heavy-handed at times.

"Stop" I cried, he immediately stopped and turned me over on my back to check on me.

"Hey, you okay? Was that too rough? I'm sorry" he spoke softly trying to gauge my reaction.

"Yes, you're being heavy-handed." I whined I wrapped one of my legs around his waist. I pulled him against me and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You're so bad, you love when I get rough with you" he teased, he undid his pants and pulled down his briefs just enough for him to spring free. He kissed me as he ran against my lips before slowly plunging into me. Even after he stretched me out a little bit I still had the familiar stretch feeling, he thrusted into me before stopping to let me adjust. Every time we did it felt like the first time, his dick was a good amount bigger than average. He was snug against my cervix and it always made me feel full.

"All I did was put it in, and you keep squeezing me" he groaned in pleasure, I had a tight grip on his arm that was next to my head. He felt so deep and big, it was so much. Once my grip on his arm loosened a little he started thrusting slowly and softly, it felt good. It was so intense, he was pressed against my G-spot so snugly and it felt like a slow knot feeling forming in my stomach. He started to go harder but still the slow thrusts, he used one hand to rub my clit and the other to hold himself up. My eyes started to roll back as I could feel my orgasm approaching but the feeling was short-lived when he stopped moving altogether. He had pulled out to just the tip, his hand moved completely away from my clit as he reached up and held my face in his hands.

"Sweets, you have to look at me when I'm inside you. I want you to remember this, I'm showing you so much love." He cooed, I looked at him as best as I could. He kissed me softly and sweetly, and as I wasn't expecting it he thrusted into me swiftly. It took me by surprise and made me scream, I tried to pull away from it. Reaching for anything to grab onto but he took hold of both my hands, and he upped his pace and intensity.

"K-kat, please" I screamed, it felt so good but it was too fast. My orgasm was going to crash down on me, I tried to wrap my legs around his waist to slow him down but he overpowered me.

"S-suki, cum gonna cum" I cried, he switched one of his hands to hold my leg against his chest. He used the other to rub my clit, the way he placed his hand was on my hip. So he was pulling me into him but also pushing me into the desk, he was trying to make me cum hard and it was working. I felt my orgasm hit me so hard, I squirted and he kept moving. He moved faster and matched the pace he was rubbing my clit, he knew that after I orgasm I got clingy. So he kept me in that compromising position to keep a good distance between us.

"You're doing such a good job sweets" he groaned, he was getting close. The way my walls were convulsing and squeezing his was pulling him to the edge. I couldn't think straight with him still abusing my clit.

"Please please please please" I moaned, he started to get sloppy with his thrusts. He was still going fast but not as precise, he was tipping over the edge but still trying to hold on.

"Kat please" I whined, his thrust started to slow down as he came still hard enough to shake the desk though. He came inside me filling me up very well, I pushed his hand off my clit as I finally got to catch my breath. He slowly pulled out and grabbed some wet wipes from his desk drawer. He started to clean me up softly so as not to overstimulate me too much.

[bluestarjay]

The Bakugous are def the type of family that got a newborn puppy at the same time katsuki was born, so they would grow up together. Idk what breed, but like, I love the concept of them having a dog it's so sweet. Bonus points if since it's technically katsukis dog, he named it, so it has a ridiculous cutesy name or smth, like "Mr fluffy" or some basic ass name like marshmallow or oreo 💀💀💀 OR HE NAMED IT AFTER ALL MIGHT LMAOAO when All Might and Aizawa visited the bakugous to talk abt dorms, mitsuki is like, "All Might, Aizawa, this is my husband Masaru, and that adorable little shithead right there is, ah, named All Might. Katsuki named him when he was quite young,,,," and then he's screaming at her to shut up bc that's embarrassing, but all might is 🥰🥰🥰 "You named your puppy after me, young bakugou? How thoughtful! I'm so honored!!" And All Might the dog loves deku more than katsuki, and on the rare occasion that deku visits, all might the dog is jumping on him and giving him sm love and attention and bakugous like, "you can't just steal my fucking dog, nerd ☹️" their dog takes after masaru the most bc it's the sweetest dog you'll ever meet, like, if someone broke in the dog would lick the intruder kind of friendly. Deku's apartment doesn't allow pets, so he had pet bugs for a while, but he never told his mom he was keeping them, so she was understandably terrified when she found a bugs in his room, even if they were contained, so then he got a pet rock. Yes, a pet rock. He was really lonely in middle school,,,, but anyways, deku seems like the kind of guy that would have a pet praying mantis. Ngl, I could see either one of them owning a pet tarantula. Bakugo would have a pet snake, too. He found a snake in the woods and took it home to his parents, and they made him release it, but they agreed he could have a pet snake if he promised to take care of it, so then he got it, and then invited deku over to see. Deku thought it was gonna be a nice little thing as bakugo had already started bullying him at that point, and thought he was gonna be his friend again, but instead, bakugo made him watch as he fed the snake a mouse 🥰🥰 deku was traumatized,,,

[prettywomen666]

Guys, I would die for Bakugo and Deku's dynamic like WHAT THE FLIP FLAP PATTY WACK Hori did an entire flipparooney with their character dynamics literally in the beigining Deku wouldn't kill anyone but for some frui- I mean ODD reason he is okay with killing someone for BAKUGO????!!! and bakugo the person who would rather bathe in a tub of snakes while covered in mouse sent than socialize would rather DIE than have deku be hurt??????????????? like WHAT???? and not to mention that when in danger the person who has come to save bakugo EVERY TIME throughout the series is Deku.... like what the heckle??????? remember ya'll they're "enemies".