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[jinstronaut]

a taehyung a week until he's released ♥

week 18/52

[evansonlylove]

he hurt me but it felt like true love

-Kai anderson x fem reader

CW: abusive relationship, sex w/o protection, slapping, spitting, manhandling, angry kai, knife play, threatening. slut shamming. mentions of death.

summary: while kai was out running meetings for his cult, teaching and mentoring his followers he hears men of the group talking about you. About your beauty, how bad they wanted you and how much of a slut they thought you were. Rather than kai getting angry at them, he directs that anger towards you.

You loved kai more than anything. Your friends and family said it was manipulation, abuse and such, but to you he was God. Understanding that him being busy all the time helping his people wasn’t something hard for you to understand, you actually looked up to him for it.

He had promised you he’d be home intime for dinner. Dressing up nice with a pretty dress you knew he liked, putting your hair down and making his favorite food was your way to repay him for everything. Yet where was he? You couldn’t text or call him in fear of him getting upset, all you could do was wait. But even the most faithful followers get tired.

Keeping on the dress in hope that he may come back soon and wake you up to have dinner you laid in bed, thinking about him was all you could ever do. Were you dumb in love with a psychotic cult leader? Yes, you couldn’t complain since you knew what you signed up for with him but a fire lit inside you this night. Anger, you wanted to be #1 in his mind but you never were, and you were done taking it.

Somewhere in the time you fell asleep and wake up to something sharp on your neck and a familiar scent. opening your eyes and seeing kai standing at the edge of the bed right infront of you, his long blue hair falling infront of his face along with rage.

“kai? whats h-“ His hand reaches to your cheeks with a squeeze and leaning your head up to look at him while a knife pressing at your neck.

“Tell me, do you think i’m stupid y/n?” He squatted down face to face with you as he asked, never taking his eyes off of you. “Do you think you get to be some slut while with me?”

You look at him with confusion “what are you talking about kai?” you muttered out, still not being able to comprehend the situation as he woke you. You try to sit up but quickly get pushed back down and the knife being held harder against you skin

“Stay the fuck down and speak up. tell me. do you think i don’t know what you do?” And just like that, the rage from earlier comes rushing back to you in waves.

“kai i have no fucking idea what you’re talking about. you leave me hanging with dinner and come home accusing me of thing? are you serious? put the goddamn knife down.” He had never seen you like this, speaking up and being upset with him. The last thing you expected him to do was laugh, and yet that’s what he did. Laughed right in your face with a knife digging into you.

“Im not putting anything down. you know what i heard though? i heard how much you love flaunting yourself around MY members. do you know what they think of you y/n?” He laughs again almost phycotictly “They think you’re a stupid slut that’s free for grabs all because little miss y/n loves being so fucking sweet and talkative. Here’s a thought baby, why don’t you shut the fuck up and stay away from them? maybe so you won’t embarrass me like this?”

“i didnt do anything kai, i wasn’t even at the meetings today. Yes i try to help and talk to them but that’s just because i want to be a part of what you do, why can’t you see that?”

“You wanna know what i see? i see a desperate bitch begging for attention, if not from me than it’s from them. you think i have time to deal with that after all i do for you and these people? you think i don’t love you or something so you feel like you have to do all that?” He turns his head as he asks the last question, almost mocking you. You see his hand go down to his pants as he starts unzipping them slowly.

“yes. i just want your attention and love kai, can you understand that please?” Your body weakens as you say these words, suddenly you feel better by just telling him this and not keeping it in.

“You want me attention huh? and my love. Here i’ll give you allll my attention you pathetic little whore. I see how hard you try, let me reward you with my attention hm?” He gets up leaving his crotch at your heads height now. Even though you heard his sarcasm this was all you wanted, his attention in any way, shape or form. “Open that pretty little mouth for your leader, you wanted attention right? i’ll give it to you” You looked up at his though your eyelashes with doe eyes and opened your mouth just as he had asked you to do. His pants slid down with ease as he palmed himself through his underwear, he loved making you wait for it after all. All you could do was wait and wait and wait, your mouth watered at the sight of him finally taking his cock out as he stepped closer to you he slapped his tip on your lips. He spit down on his cock and into your mouth before he slipped his hard cock into it, a loud grown coming from him almost immediately.

“Is this was you wanted? here’s the fucking attention for you” He went on to fuck your mouth, one hand behind your head leading you deeper on his cock while the other pressed a cold knife against the side of your neck. “I should fucking kill you for what those guys said. But then i’d be wasting such a perfect mouth, so good at sucking me off. So..fucking.. pretty” One more thrust and he stayed deep in your throat making you gag, he stayed just like that for almost a minute. Your eyes watered with mascara running down your face and saliva down your chin before he let go as he looked down at you.

You subconsciously pressed your thighs together to please yourself in anyway and he saw it. “Oh you love this don’t you little lamb, you love being used by your God. use your words” His hand slid up your thighs before you could reply his hand was already up your dress as he was met with a surprise.

“What a fucking slut, no panties? i should’ve known this is what you wanted all along” He ran a finger through your folds and stopped right at your clit. “But, i won’t do anything until you admit what a slut you are, admit this is what you wanted”

“yes divine ruler this is what i wanted, i’m such a slut for you but only for you i swear. i’ll do better.” As promised for your honestly he began running circles on your clit. A desperate moan came from your lips, any touch from him made your body react in ways you didn’t know where possible.

“Good girl” You felt the cold knife make its way to your lips as he slid a finger into your wet pussy, you let your tongue out for him to place the knife as he finger fucked you. “what a good fucking girl you are while doing what you’re told. Do you want even more attention?” A almost embarrassing whimper came out of your mouth as he spoke.

“mhm, please” And just like that he got in his knees on the bed, placing your legs above his shoulders and his cock lying on your stomach. He leaned over you putting one hand on one side of you and the other on his cock lining up with your entrance. Relentlessly he thrusted into you making you both moan as you looked into eachothers eyes, he quickly reached for the knife again and placed at at your neck before he continued his rough thrusts.

“You’re still at my mercy, your pleasure, your orgasm… your life is all at my mercy. show me you’re worth my attention” Those words alone made you squeeze around his cock, all you want to do is please him and show him you’re worth his everything. You reached your hand behind his head and leaned him in closer as you both went in for the most passionate kiss you’ve ever shared, you were addicted to his taste. Kai fucking anderson was a drug you’d never get enough of. Your legs latched around his waist making his thrusts deeper, your moans going into the kiss before he left your lips and went on to your ear, his grunts sound like heaven in your ear. “You feel so fucking good” He whispered into your ear causing shivers to go down your spine.

“i’m all yours kai, i want you to use my body forever give me your attention whenever you please” You whispered in return. You put your hand around his holding the knife and looked into his eyes. “if i’m not enough for you i’ll kill me myself” Your legs start shaking as you got closer to your orgasm.

“That won’t be necessary my pretty slut” He leaned back up and let the knife go, both his hands went to your waist as he fucked you deeper and harder than before, using your waist to push you down to meet his thrusts. You wer sure the grip he had on you would leave bruises but you didn’t care, all you could think about was him.

“I’m gonna cum kai please, let me cum all over your cock my divine ruler” You begged as you felt him throb inside you, his thrusts getting sloppy and his face scrunching with his moans. You knew he was close and all you wanted was to be filled up by him. “fill me with your seed, please it’s all i live for, it’s all id die for kai”

“Cum for me baby, i’ll bless this fucking pussy with my cum for you” He let out his final thrusts as you came all of him, squeezing around him throwing him over the edge as he filled you up you wrapped you legs tighter around him. You threw you head back with the overwhelming pleasure he caused you, his hand quickly teacher below your neck making you look at his cock finishing inside you. He pulled out and grabbed the knife running it down your pussy, picking up his cum dripping out of you. “Open up that pretty mouth for me” Taking your tongue out again he slid the knife along it, leaving his cum on your tongue for you to swallow.

“am i worthy of you divine ruler?” Your words come out like music to his ears, he leaned down and kissed your lips before he slapped you across your cheek.

“My pathetic little slut. you’re worthy.”

He hurt you and it felt like true love.

I hope this was good, i wrote it pretty quickly once i got the idea. I appreciate all likes, comments and reposts they make my day and show your support! requests are open♥️ -rain

[theodoresgirl]

I see you like dabi... Can you write something with dad dabi??

Dad!Dabi Headcanons

a/n: dabi as a dad, Personally a favorite. Never actually attempt to write it so here we go. lmk if you want more<33

warning: Some 'canon' parts and fan-canon. my personal opinion, delulu.

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★ — Dabi’s the kind of guy to first react negatively towards you saying you’re pregnant. He’s never imagined being a dad, His own pushed him down when he gained a “better” son. It would take some reassurance, Like telling him you believed he would be a great dad, and that he was nothing like his father. He would slowly be open to the idea of being part of the kids life.

★ — Dabi’s by your side whenever he can, between the LOV and planing his pay back to his own dad.

★ — Dabi’s holding your hair when you get sick, He’s bringing you food late at night on his recruitment patrols.

★ — He’ll even bust out his old hair braiding skills (he might be a little rusty at first) to keep it out of your face during hot flashes. he learned braiding with fuyumi’s hair when they were younger.

★ — Dabi keeps you and the baby a complete secret, To make sure he knew that if something happened to him. You and the baby wouldn’t be targeted

★ — Dabi would be terrified to touch your stomach, he isn’t normally a feel bad kind of guy but he didn't wanna accidentally hurt you or the baby. It takes some time before he can rest his hand on your belly or lay his head on it.

★ — He tries to attend at least a few doctor appointments, but he misses the birth because of his identity. He'd get really upset ith

★ — Some time after you have the baby, you and him would be sitting on the couch, The baby was sleeping and he lets slip he wants another one. “to give it a friend” lame excuse but hey, It works. He wouldn’t ask for another one but if you asked he wouldn’t say no.

★ — He first sees his daughter when you come home. He’s right there, He heard you talking outside the door and getting your keys.

★ — He was sitting in a chair at the island counter. Safe to say he’s been there for 3 hours waiting.

★ — For awhile he just sits on the couch while you hold her. He’d be scared, again. He didn’t wanna harm her.

★ — She looked exactly like him at her age. Red hair, teal eyes, a big smile.

★ — Sometimes you’d wake to go the bathroom and see a empty place next to to, and noise in the nursery. Dabi would be sitting in a rocking chair mumbling about who knows what while his little girl just slept on his chest. He’d never admit it though, if you brought it up he’d say you were really tired and hallucinated it. (you didn’t)

★ — His phone lock screen was of course his motorcycle, but his home-screen was a picture of you passed out with baby girl.

★ — Second pregnancy around he would probably be outed as toya, Depending on the outcome (we are gonna go the happy delulu root) he'd have contact with his sister, maybe even natsuo. You drag him out to lunch with his sister.

★ — He'd always have his arms around you, around your waist, on your hips and stomach.

★ — He'd definitely rubs the fact his family loves him to his dad, no doubt. He'd brag about how his daughter is always following him around, and his future partner is perfect and loves him for him.

★ — Dabi also definitely got your daughter to say dada first, Even though it took 2 years she finally said her first word. it would be when you went out with his siblings. He sends you a video of her sitting on the couch in one of those Ariel princess dresses. She clear as day she says 'dada'. He teases you about it a lot.

★ — At first you'll have to force him, but after awhile the only movies that are on the tv at all times was Disney & barbie. (His favorites are Barbie and the Magic of Pegasus & Robin hood)

★ — Dabi would lay down on the floor while his daughter played with his hair and feels his scars.

★ — Dabi also by now stopped using his quirk, which over time slowly his scars began to heal.

★ — He was present for your 2nd child, your sons birth. To say he teared up is a understatement. He stood by your side the whole time, he wasn't willing to miss it this time.

★ — Your son looked again, was a mini dabi, but white hair.

★ — When your daughters quirk forms its just like dabis, She ran into you and his room one morning giggling excitedly about having a cool quirk like her daddy. His face was pure fear, could her skin handle the heat? or was it like his?

★ — Dabi would watch when she'd use her quirk, to make sure she didn't get hurt, and she never did. That made dabi relieved.

[pickyourpoisonandevolve]

Hello, have you also been struck with an inane desire to kiss the CoD boys? Did the brainrot demon whisper in your ear “go fuck the masked man, the mustache man, and the Scottish man?” Well you’re in luck. My sleep deprivation vomited this out last night, I did not check for errors and I have NOT played MW. Sorry to all the Gaz fans out there, I genuinely forgot to include him. Sometimes you just gotta purge the fic poltergeists in your brain. I’m sorry. John up next when the demon returns.

All for One, One for All

Part 2 here

TW: NSFW, MDNI, fem reader. I’m bad at tags, sorry.

Down time with the 141 was always a grab bag. If a mission went well it was celebratory, others were solemn. Either way, the group was comfortable enough to have a … physical connection with each other. Hugs and words of comfort common after missions. Hands through hair as you all shared stresses together. But while everyone had a baseline comfortability, as the newbie, you lost out on some of the camaraderie, some of the closeness. It drove you fucking insane.

That’s why you were barely holding it together as Soap and you were close on the couch in the break room, legs tangled as you talked about everything and nothing. The recent mission, what they were doing on leave, cute new recruits. He was always the easiest to talk to, decompress with. Quick to anxieties with, as well as who you both had … predilections to. A master of weaseling his way into talking about your respective secret desires. Like how he had been spending spare time with Ghost on off days. How you couldn’t keep eye contact with your Captain.

Missions were different, there were tasks at hand and jobs to do. But with Price, his hands comforting, ready to protect seemed to linger between you and him, longer than others. Yet you couldn’t keep conversations longer than a few minutes when you debriefed in meetings. Too much perception, you felt like dissolving when his attention was on you too long. You kept the intensity of how much you wanted your Captain to yourself though. You wonder how Soap did it with your Lieutenant. You picked at your hangnails, seemed like you could even smell them nearby, cigarette and cigar smoke lingering in your olfactory memory.

A longing, you told Soap, with your head in your hands, avoiding the embarrassment of eye contact. Stuttering through it, you described the longing, the need for belonging. “You all made it look so easy, it WAS so easy,” You lament. You got here too late, missed the boat on inclusion in the 141. No more room at the inn. They meant everything to you, they were your whole world. And the sneaking ache that you could die tomorrow and they’d move on clawed at your ribcage endlessly. You just… wanted to feel like you meant something to to them, to someone. Wanted someone to steal all the silence in your mind and fill it with warmth. With touch. With lov—

“To someone? Or to him?” You heard, through the static in your ears. The tears you’ve been fighting finally make an appearance.

“Bonnie, hey, darl’,” Soap whispered to you, bringing his lips to your forehead, fingers through your temples. Shh, shh, shh, everything was okay and that the team was here for you. He was here for you. Quieting your mind, his hands ran through your hair and lingered to your neck. You closed your eyes, trying not to feel overwhelmed. “I should have kept my mouth shut you don’t have to pity me.” You said, gently trying to push Soap back.

“Who the fuck said anything about pity.” A different, deeper voice in your ear this time. Panic floods your body as you feel a second pair of hands slide around your shoulders. “No, no, no Ghost, please don’t I’m sorry I shouldn’t—,” you stammer out, fight and flight winning simultaneously as you push immovable bodies and try to pull yourself away. Why you thought that was possible with these two men was beyond you.

Vice grips pull you back down, holding you close to both men’s chests. “Breathe, sergeant.” Delivered as a command. That part of your brain still seemed to function as you took deep breaths, not noticing how Ghost positioned himself on the couch. Leaning back at an angle, he pulled you in his lap, back against his chest and arms around your waist. Feeling his breath against the nape of your neck, steadying, matching his breathing. The smell of cigarettes, pine and sweat fill your senses. Soap slotted himself between both of your legs, into your lap, eyes keeping your focus. Knowing looking at Ghost would throw you completely askew. Ever the team, those two, you thought briefly.

Minutes went by in silence as your breathing slowed, heartbeat returned to normal. Ghost gave you one of his hands to fuss with as you calmed, testing the waters, getting used to him. His other hand carded through Soaps hair, lying in your lap. His nose nuzzled your neck as he broke the silence. “I’m, we’re, sorry for making you feel like the odd man out, sweetheart. Should have done a better job as your lieutenant to make you feel a part of the team.” He took the hand lying in yours and brought it to your stomach, bringing you closer into his chest, rubbing lazy circles. “This is… a lot to some. Who we are as a team. As much as we wanted to bring you in, we didn’t want to scare you away neither.”

“But for what it’s worth, ever since you got here,” Ghost growls, pinky grabbing the edge of your shirt, pulling upwards. “You’ve been ours.”

Everything seemed to move at once. Ghosts hands now on your body properly, exploring your curves and pulling you into him deeper. Soap chuckled lightly, his hands now caressing your hips and breathing into your waistline, peering up at you with big beautiful eyes. “Ours in the royal sense, LT. She’s been called f—“ his words cut off as a rough hand at the back of his head pressed him into your pussy. “Hmm, he’s a lot cuter when he’s down there, huh?” Ghost chuckles into your shoulder. Your heart feels like it’s in your throat, your hands come up and try to meet his, unsure of if you’re trying to push him away or pull him closer. His arms come around and lock yours in place as Soap is released and fingers start to play with the button on your pants. “Let us make up for some lost time, sweetheart,” he growls into your shoulder.

Sheer panic, or disassociation, you’re not sure what gets you through the next moment. But either way it feels like an eternity, watching Soap pull down your pants and panties, feeling Ghost caress the valley between your tits, ambiently trying to steady your heart. Mumbling both to you and himself, he repositions you ever so slightly in his lap, bringing your ass tighter into his hips and spreading your thighs across his, giving Soap better access. “Have no fucking idea how bad we’ve needed you, bird. Been dreaming about your fucking body, how you smell, what you taste like.” You feel his hardness start, pushing up against your ass. Your deep breaths start turning into soft moans, and both men groan into you. Soap kisses you gently on your thighs, leading a trail to your core, nipping you along the way. You feel like glass, any sudden movement and you’ll shatter into Ghosts arms, heart too raw, wants too real. Ghost feels your tension and wraps one arm around your waist as the other brings your shirt above your tits, exposing them to the cold room. His free hand teasing a nipple as he whispered “Stay with me, baby.”

A strangled sound left your throat as you felt Soap’s tongue separate your lips and meet your clit. “Johnny, please, oh God.” Feeling his tongue work you open, you can only focus on your breathing so you don’t float away. Ghost adjusts something behind you as you feel two fingers slide in gently. Broken moans and pleas leave your mouth as you feel lips against your neck, kissing, biting. “Tell me how he feels bird.” Ghost murmurs. Fingers moving faster, faster as Soap attacks your clit. You chance a look down as you meet his eyes, his mouth breaking out into the biggest smile as he lifts his face briefly. A man this pretty should be illegal, you think. “Tell me, bonnie. Tell me what you want.” A sound you’d be downright ashamed of leaves your mouth, clenching around his fingers. “Fuck Soap, I want you, I want—“ His fingers start working your g-spot faster as he teases, “Use your words, bon. I wanna hear you say it.”

“I wanna, I wanna cum Johnny, please” you say in barely a whisper as he coaxes it out of you. All you feel is the cord in your stomach break as every muscle in your body tenses. Soap laughing into your clit, Ghost licking and moaning in your ear, that you belong to us, all of us. A distant part of you wonders why things sound so wet as you look down to Soaps eyes, crinkled as he makes you watch yourself squirt into his mouth.

“Oh my god, oh my god,” you chant as Soap sucks your clit, bringing you down. Everything feels wet, you can feel it at your knees. This couch is gonna have to be burned. Soap gives one last suck to your clit, coming off with a pop. Ghosts breath comes out in short bursts as you feel him grind hard into your ass, grunting in your ear. Soap comes up and grabs you tenderly by your face, kissing you gently, deeply, making you taste. Bringing his forehead to yours, he looks at you, so tender it makes your heart stop. “Told ya we’re here. Cannae do it without ya, sweet.”

Hands gently lay you down on the couch as you remember what your limbs are supposed to feel like. A kiss from each on your forehead as Ghost says “You did so good, sweetheart. I’m gonna take care of our boy here, you stay put, yeah?” Your breathing starts to return to normal, letting feelings flood back slowly. “Oh, okay.” You whisper out, taking a deep breath and sitting up slightly. The big feelings start to creep back in, but a little less heavy. Tears start to flow, not from sadness but something else. You sniff away some of the emotions. “Are we, are we okay, is, oh my god what is Price, what—“ Soap is quick to take a knee next to you, kissing your tears away and cooing shhhh’s in your ear. You’ve been so distracted by this attention that you finally notice the smell in the room, stronger than earlier. Cloves, a sweetness, cigar smoke.

Your head snaps back to the chair across from you all, and your breath dies in your throat. Blue eyes locked into yours, like he’s never looked at anything else. He crushes the last of his cigar into the ashtray beside him and leans forward, hands gripping his knees tightly. “You broken, sweetheart?”

[squiddy-god]

Task force T4T

Kyle "gaz" Garrick

As always remember that I myself am a trans man, this is meant for trans men specifically, I don't care who interacts but keep in mind this is for trans men. I will probably make an Xtransfem version! (Big maybe) Gaz is third up on this list because I love him. Ngl I don't know what possessed me to write the smut portion of this but 😳 sir. Lawrdy 

Tw : nsfw eventually, trans genitalia, pre op genitals, description of dysphoria, t4t relationship, transphobia and canon typical violence. Boy x boy. Men kissing…perhaps 😳holding hands. 

He's so handsome  😍

Anyway Gaz has known about being trans for almost as long as he can remember but it never quite clicked in his head that he was a man 

About a year after joining the military he came out and really dug his heels in after he realized how wrong Ms. Garrick sounded on every official report 

He's had top surgery for convince but kinda misses his tits. 

He's had the name Kyle in his head for years actually. Saw a guy who he thought was just ✨bloody stunning ✨ named Kyle and he's been set with that ever since 

He was (and is) an absolute smoke show with his skin care and fancy shampoos 

Has a beautiful satin dark blue bonnet from when his hair was very long that he sleeps in

If anyone asks about the pretty picture of the mysterious girl he tells them it's his ex 

He told soap this at first and was promptly told how hard he fumbled the bag 

Ok so I have actually a very funny idea for how you met Kyle 

So you where the very handsome boyfriend of another soldier, who was in all polite but honest words 

A complete knob head

So here it is, a dinner party, lots of people besides the 141 and this guy decides to bring his partner, no big deal. Except you look so uncomfortable, I mean like you just wanna go slink off to some corner. but your bf is bragging on and on (to the wrong people tbh) and Gaz can't help but stare a little, you are a handsome, awkward thing, twiddling with your thumbs absently and avoiding the gaze of anyone who might be looking

He thinks he's subtle but he's not. 

If you weren't taken already Gaz would be pouncing at the opportunity to get your number- he's clearly a hopeless romantic

He's built for longing- and he already has the first date planed out

Or he would, but alas 

Until he tunes back in to soaps passive aggressive Scottish grumbling and realisis how much of an insufferable ass your bf is. He's obnoxious and has an inflated ego, and whenever you try to say something or join the conversation he just dismisses you! Even has the audacity to order you off to get him a beer. 

Well now Kyle doesn't feel so bad about his fantasies

Then the nail in the coffin. 

The drunker he gets the more disrespectful he is, until the next time he tries to order you off to get him a beer he misgenders you. 

And Kyle Gaz Garrick simply will not tolerate this absolute lack of respect for you. So he scoffs barely audible and stands up, leans down all stunning 6’0 of him and asks just Loud enough for you and your drunk idiot to hear “don't worry ‘bout it lov’, anything you want to drink?” 

Such a gentleman! And when he comes back with your drink he conveniently “forgets” the one for your bf. 

He's such a good listener, doesn't talk to much but he listens and has pretty solid insights. 

So now it's his life mission to get you to leave your “loser boyfriend”

Very upfront, says he's definitely in to you but he wouldn't try anything and wants to genuinely be friends

He also says he doesn't care if you don't want him just leave the pos bf 

He does care but- yk

Eventually it works, one to many arguments about respect and even one about Gaz where some not so good words where exchanged. 

Gaz was prepared to wait a good while before you where ready to consider him an option but was more than pleasantly surprised to here you say how you've been emotionally checked out since before even meeting Kyle!

Definitely makes a bit of a show of kissing you when he sees you ex

He's so pretty it's actually un-real 

His surgery scars are harder to notice in terms of color but are slightly raised and nice to trace! 

No one knows his dead name because any time he “gives it out” or is harassed about it he gives a different name. 

If you kept longer hair/want him to just braid your hair he is literally the best At it. 

He gives me “raised by single parent” vibes but like I think the absent parent would have been in the military. 

Like being raised by a single mom who wore her wedding band long after her husband's passing/raised by a single dad who never dated or remarried because his wife was his soul mate. 

Kinda vibe with single dad who jokes that “he didn't even have to try to raise a good son”/” failed at raising a daughter but at least he got a son who's decent” all in good fun of course

Still calls his pecks “a bangen rack” 

Sends you post workout photos that are ✨

You two take turns cooking dinner and gas always does smh corny like roses and candles

Smells like musky cologne and the candle isle at the grocery store. 

Act of intimacy like no other is letting you shave his face. He sits you on his lap and hands you the blue and orange razor along with shaving cream. “Not a word sweetheart” before even one dirty joke escapes you. 

And if you kiss him. After patting his face dry? He's dead and in heaven

Has always liked men's clothing and has a collection of silky Satin button down shirts he wears almost exclusively half unbuttoned

NSFW 

Kyle Gaz Garrick fucksssssssssssss

If anyone on 141 is good at sex it's Gaz. Gold Star. 

How are you gonna say no when he's giving you the most sultry honey brown bedroom eyes? And that's how your on your back- 

It's giving switch who never thought he could top because he never had a male partner who'd let him 

Gaz stays strapped lmao

Absolutely king of sex toys, if it buzzes hisses it vibrates he owns one 

The strap color matches the outfit-

Spends hours fucking you stupid and sloppy with his fingers before making you guess what color he's gonna stuff you full of. Get it right and he'll fuck you, sucking another dark hickey onto that sweet spot that has you moaning. Get it wrong and he'll spank your poor swollen clit/T-dick “come on now lov, what shirts did I have on tonight? Or was my handsome man so distracted to notice?” Like sir your boobs are starting at me don't ask me the color of nothing!! 

Eats you out with a fork and knife. Absolutely adores face sitting both ways! Or 69

Loves to ride you in any way shape or form 

Adrenaline and T make him horny so good luck when he comes back all pent up from the gym or deployment

[thebottomfromhell]

Hantengu x gn reader who “disappeared” for a few days (we js went to visit family and forgot to tell him)

We are ready to laugh at Hantengu's misery, and guess who is with us? Urogi and Karaku are anyone's nightmare.

Hantengu's (main body) reaction to GN Human Reader going "missing".

Warmings: This one is funny but Hantengu is genuinely having a bad time here so Bullying, Character with PTSD, (Pre-)Panic attack and Implied sexual content (just Karaku's teasing of "We have heard").

Where are you? No, seriously, where are you? This isn't funny, you know? He and the clones came by and he is yet to find you. He searched in your room, in the corridors, in the bathroom, in the kitchen, in your wardrobes, even under the floor.... WHERE ARE YOU? DID YOU LEAVE? IS THIS YOU WAY TO TELL HIM YOU DON'T WANT HIM ANYMORE?! AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

"Hey, is something wrong?" Asks Karaku, who, by the way, is stealing your products for the hair, a dressing drown and is about to use all you hot water thank you very much, as he found the main body hugging his legs as he lies on the floor, sobbing heard enough for everyone in the house to hear him and see what is going on. "Y-Y-Y/N! Y/N! Y/N is go-go-gone!" Sekido crosses his arms as he looks disgusted to the main body, Aizetsu just stays at the corner of the room, looking uncomfortable. Urogi "Y/N is gone? Why? Where?" Hantengu sobs and screams, how can he be so loud? "Y/N! Y/N LEF-LE-LEFT ME! Y/N DOE-DOES-DOESN'T LOV-LOVE ME ANYMORE!"

While Urogi looks genuinely worried you might have left, as Sekido palms his head so hard he scratches his hand with his horn, Karaku justas looks around the room for anything you might have to make himself a spa. "If Y/N had left then the house would not be having things like clothes or food, which, by the way, some is rotting. Y/N's irresponsibility is sad.... still, it would be more likely something happened before leaving like this. You know, with the slayers and the other demons." That was Aizetsu's attemp of helping the situation. As you might guess, it didn't help at all. Hantengu stops sobbing because of the shock before shrieking loud enough that Urogi and Karaku have to cover their ears.

"NOOOOO! Y/N IS DEAD! DEAD! Y/N LEFT MEEE!" he grabbing his head as he starts running towards your room, clothing the door loudly once he reach it to the point the clones can basically feel the door shutting down from the other side of the house. "LOOK WHAT YOU JUST DID, AIZETSU!" Sekido yells as he grabs Aizetsu by the collar. "I didn't mean it like that. This is so pitiful." They look at the direction the main body took without knowing what to do. "Will Y/N be fine?" Karaku rests his hands on Urogi's shoulder. "Don't worry, Y/N has a life besides us, remember? Probably just hanging around family and friends or had a field trip because of wrok. Ya' know.... responsibilities." The word seems to disgusts both clones as they make a face, making Sekido facepalm again as Aizetsu sighs.

Meanwhile Hantengu is inside your bed, covering himself with your sheets, again in fetal position as he cries. You changed and washed these sheets, so they no longer smell like you, making him whimper and sob as he hugs a pillow, body trembling. He doesn't know if it's the heat and preassure under the beddings or the fact that he can't stop crying, but he feels as if suffocating. His vision is blurry, is it because of the thick tears running down to the side of your face as they wet your beddings? He can't tell but he doesn't even want to think what other choice could it be. It's too hot, it's hard to breath. Hantengu misses you, he misses you so much, he wants you to be there. This heat is not like yours, this body is not like yours, this smell it's not like yours....

It's not you, you are not here, you are not here and he needs you. He can't breath without you and his pulse is way too fast for it to be comfortable, Hantengu doesn't know what to do but to choke on his own sobs because you are not there to comfort him. He really needs you, can't you see? Where are you? Are you laughing at him? "Y/N! Y-Y-Y/N! PLE-PLEA-PLEASE! Y/N!" He cries for you, but you left. You left and he can't handdle it!

Urogi goes to your room later, finding the main body under the beddings. "Hey! Are you still crying?" He takes the sheets off your bed, uncovering Hantengu, who doesn't really react to it. "Hey! Hey! Are you listening? I'm talking to you! C'mon, don't ignore me!" He whines as he grabs Hantengu's shoulder, no reaction again, and moves him a little. Realizing he is not getting a response, he stands on top of Hantengu, curling in himself. The weight slowly settles into the main body as he realizes the Joy clone is on him. "Wha-wha-what?" At seeing the door open, Karaku enters your room as well, smiling at the scene. "Well, you definetely look a lot better. You are not planning to replace Y/N with Urogi, are you?"

The main body whines as he tries to push the bird-like clone off him, but Urogi uses his wings to balance himself, intimidating Hantengu. "Not true! Not true!" He can see Aizetsu at the end of the corridor passing by, so he calls for his aid. "AIZETSU! AIZETSU! HELP!" The Sorrow clone looks, realizing the main body is no longer panicking, at least not more or worst than usual, and he evaluates his choices. In the end, being teased by Karaku and Urogi is better than having an attack, demon or not, so he backs down slowly, without saying a word. "AIZETSU! YOU TRAITOR! I HATE YOU!"

"Aww, I bet Y/N will find you so cute and pretty once back like this~ Desperate and needy~ You are doing it on purpose, aren't ya?" Karaku starts, he just can't help it, it's fun to bully the main body, that's it. "That's not true! Sto-stop accusing me!" Urogi laughs when Karaku does as they keep teasing Hantengu. "So cute! That is why you act like this when thinking of Y/N? For attention? So cute!" The main body starts sobbing again. He doesn't do it for attention, bet he blushes as he can't deny he wants it badly. He always wants your attention, is comforting, please give it to him already! "Well, we all know Y/N loves to see you cry and hear you sob and whimper. We have heard it before~"

It's impossible to tall how many hours the two clones of positive emotions spent distracting Hantengu from having another panic attack, but at least he is not fearing that you are dead or that you are not comming back. "When do you think Y/N will come back?" Asks Sekido annoyed while hearing the laughs and squeals from your room. "No idea, and the sun is already up. We can only wait and see." The anger clone growls at that, but accepts there is not muche they can do about it. You arrive when the sun is about to set, and you can tell by the noise Uppermoon 4 is inside. You are careful so the still lingering sun rays don't touch inside as you step in.

"Tadai-" You can't even finish before Hantengu uses his speed, the speed he has as a demon, to get in front of you and kneel as he hugs your waist, still crying. "Y/N! Y/N! Y/N! DO-DO-DON'T LEAVE! NOT AGA-AGAIN! I-I-I NEED YOU!" He relaxes slightly, burring his face in your stomach, as you pet his head. "Calm down love, I was just out to see some family, nothing to worry about. We are safe, I got you." Karaku was to say a "I told you so" when Sekido growls and start pulling from the hair both him and Urogi, they already ahd their fun, Now they leave Hantengu in your hands. "We will be on the other room. Aizetsu!" The named one yelps but follows Sekido without saying anyhting.

"Plea-plea-please don't.... I'll be good, I'll be good, please! Don't do that again. It was scary. Scary!" You chuckle at that, even as he whines, Hantengu melts against your touch, finally calming down. "Shhh. It's alright, sorry for scaring you. Are you feeling better?" No answer to that, but you already know. "Shh, it's fine love. I won't be leaving you again anytime soon, promise." At least not without telling him, Why did you have to love the delicate one?

[dedicatednotobsessed]

A Night in the Pub [Tom Glynn-Carney x Fem!Reader]

Other HOTD stories [requests open]

Summary: Your best friend drags you to a local pub insisting you need a night out fill with drinks and good music. The band of the night is called Sleep Walking Animals and you happen to catch the eyes of the lead singer….

You blew out a breath as you stood in the pub bathroom beside your best friend, Lacey Thompson, while fixing your makeup. She had rushed you out the door which didn’t give you time to finish your makeup because she believed that you were going to miss the beginning of the band.

“We still would have been on time if I got to finish my makeup,” You mumbled looking down at your tube of red lipstick. “But someone was rushing me out the door.” You gave Lacey a look before looking in the bathroom mirror to apply your lipstick.

“How many times do I have to say sorry?” Lacey groaned. “I wanted to make sure the pub wasn’t too crowded by the time we got here.”

You rolled your eyes and let out a sigh. “Next time I’m choosing the place we’re going to.”

“Fine, fine,” Lacey grumbled a bit in response as she helped you put everything back in your bag. “But I know you’ll like these guys.”

You held open the bathroom door for your friend, glancing behind you. “You’re still buying me a drink.”

Lacey rolled her eyes but she had a smile on her lips. “I guess that’s fair.”

You giggled and hooked your arm with hers while heading over to the bar, glancing back over to the stage. It was more of a local band known as Sleep Walking Animals; Lacey had seen them a few times and insisted you went with her this one night.

You thanked the bartender for the beer and turned fully to the stage seeing a blonde haired boy hopping up on the stage to put the microphone in the stand. You tilted your head with a small smile; he was pretty easy on the eyes.

“That’s the lead singer,” Lacey whispered to you noticing you staring at the blonde. “His name is Tom.”

You hummed looking over him once more while taking a sip of your beer. “I like his hat,” You said with a small smile noticing the brown paper boy style hat settled atop his head.

“He wears that one a lot,” Lacey said with a smirk.

You smiled lightly when his blue eyes connected with yours and you turned away as the rest of the band began to come out on the stage to finish setting up.

“Good evening, everyone!” Tom exclaimed into the microphone. “We appreciate all of you coming out tonight whether it’s for us or for the drinks.” He chuckled a bit. “I hope you enjoy the music and drink one for us,” He said his eyes connecting with yours.

You giggled at the smirk and wink he gave you and you leaned back in your seat as the band began their set. You took a sip of your beer before yelping when Lacey suddenly pulled you to the dance floor.

“Lacey!” You yelped and laughed as she just took your arms beginning to dance to the live music, your eyes glancing back to the lead singer, smiling when he kept looking your way.

You turned back to your friend, giggling as you continued to dance. Maybe tonight would not be such a bad night.

You clapped and cheered for the band when they finished, laughing a bit at how out of breath Tom seemed. You tilted your head seeing his hat laying on the floor in front of the stage and you walked closer.

“If anyone would like a special request,” The bassist, Jack said into his own microphone. “We’ll be here for about another twenty more minutes or so.”

“I wonder if the magic hat worked,” You heard one of the guitarists speak up with a teasing tone to his voice as he clapped Tom on the back.

“It clearly isn’t magical enough if it fell off,” You spoke up.

You laughed a bit when the blonde boy turned to you, confused, placing his hand on top of his head. You offered it to him while walking closer.

“Thank you, love,” He said while smiling as he grabbed his hat.

You nodded a bit. “You guys take requests, is that what I heard?”

Jack nodded. “Is there something you wanted to hear, love?”

You furrowed your brows as you pulled out your phone. “There used to be this one song that I was obsessed with,” You mumbled typing in the title on Google before showing it to Tom. “Do you know it?”

Tom lightly placed his hand over yours furrowing his brows as he read over it before slowly nodding. “Yeah, yeah, I know that one.” He smiled over at you while putting his hat on top of your head. “Watch it for me, love?”

You looked up at him, shocked before you returned his smile and nodded. You placed a hand on top of the hat watching him hop back onto the stage, glancing over to Lacey when she came over with a fresh beer.

You smiled as you took a sip, nodding your head to the music while you walked closer to the stage. You met Tom’s blue eyes as he bent down in front of you while he sang to you. It was as though there was no one else in the room.

You scrunched up your nose when you finished the song and laid back on the stage, laughing and clapping for him. You bit your lip gently and turned to the bar where Lacey was waiting for you.

“Hey!” You felt someone grab your hand and turned smiling up at the lead singer. “I…was wondering if you would like to grab a drink before the bar closes.”

You smirked up at him. “Do you use that offer on all the girls you sing to and you don’t even know their name?” You teased.

Tom chuckled a bit. “I’m Tom, but I’m sure you already knew that…and you are?”

You smiled and looked down. “I’m Y/N, and I would love to grab a drink with you.”

Once the pub closed, you ended up pub hopping with Tom until he walked you home. The two of you were a bit drunk both erupting into giggles.

“Woah, careful!” Tom laughed as he held you up when you tripped on your porch step.

You laughed with him, placing your hands over his. You smiled up at him and tilted your head. “Thank you Mr. Tom I-don’t-know-what-your-last-name-is.”

Tom chuckled a bit. “It is my pleasure.” He slowly let go of you while pouting. “I don’t want this night to end.”

You bit your lip gently, lightly bouncing on the balls of your feet. “Want to come in for another drink?” You suddenly offered.

Tom rubbed the back of his neck. “I don’t want to overstay my welcome.”

You turned to unlock the door, tilting your head a bit. “You can sleep on the couch if you want, but…my bed is big enough for two people,” You suggested.

When you turned back around after locking your door, you were shocked when his lips crashed against yours. Tom slowly backed you up to the couch and giggled against his lips as you fell back on the couch, pulling him with you. You didn’t expect your night to turn out the way it did, but you do not regret going to that pub.

[todoroki-waifu]

Megumi x Reader

Warning: Gender neutral reader, wrote this on a whim, Megumi might be OOC. T_T 

Scenario: Super late Christmas-ish drabble.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 724

You were Christmas shopping with Megumi, trying to finish your gift searching by today. You had only a few days until the 25th so you were limited on time.

Megumi was already finished with his shopping, but lied about needing one more present so that he could accompany you to the city. Even though he wasn't too fond of the growing crowds, especially this time of the year, he'd tolerate it just so he could spend time with you.

It was difficult to get alone time with his crush without revealing his secret. Usually the others were with you, but today he was lucky and he was going to take advantage of it.

"Megumi, look!" You pointed towards the beautifully decorated trees that were lined up throughout the entire pathway. They sparkled a sapphire color, shrouding their surroundings and passersby with a blue glow.

"It looks so pretty!" You went ahead of him, arms out as if trying to embrace the blue light.

"H-hey! Hold on!" Megumi sees your form becoming smaller and distant. The shikigami user attempts to catch up without bumping into anyone. He is almost losing you in the bustle and moves faster when he sees you getting pushed around.

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You didn't think that you had walked that far from your dark haired friend. Once there weren't many people around you, you quickly scanned the area for Megumi. Your search was interrupted when another body collided into you, dropping a couple of your shopping bags.

"I'm so sorry!" A young male gasped immediately.

"It's-it's okay! It was my fault. I was in the way." You bow your head apologetically. You hoped that the stranger was alright and that the crash didn't damage any of his belongings. As you went down to grab your fallen purchases, another hand took possession of it.

"Here. Let me get that." Both your eyes finally meet as he hands your friends' presents.

"Oh! Uh, thank you." You miss the way he blushes as he continues to stare at you.

"No problem." He fixes his scarf as he nervously smiles at you. "I feel kinda bad ramming into like that. Let me take you out for some coffee to make it-"

"Hey." A third and familiar voice interrupts.

"Megumi!"

"You okay?" He asks, witnessing the collison. Too bad he couldn't have sent his divine dog to stop the guy from knocking into you. Megumi saw the way the stranger stared at you and although he could agree with the mesmerizing effect you give off, he wasn't too keen on giving you up. Plus the stranger was...well, a stranger.

The unfamiliar person noticed the way your smile shined brightly at Megumi and he knew that the glow on your face wasn't from the Christmas lights.

"Oh, my bad!" The unknown male backs away, nodding to the both of you before he leaves.

"You need to be more careful." Megumi sighs.

"I know. I'm sorry." Your cute pout momentarily stops Megumi from taking a breath. "It's just that everything looks so nice."

"Well, you still need to be aware of your surroundings." You then feel him take your hand and he loops it through his arm. He saw the slightly surprised and confused look in your eyes and immediately turned to continue down the walkway. "Just so you don’t keep bumping into people."

You follow him closely, softly thanking him as you try to keep your heart from beating too fast. A few minutes of walking and admiring, Megumi interrupts your thoughts.

"We can come back here again."

"We? Oh, yes! I'm sure Itadori and Nobara would lov-"

"No, I mean just us two." He stops to look at you. "I want to take you back here once you're settled with your Christmas shopping. We can go sometime this week before our Christmas party, that way you can fully enjoy the decorations and lights."

"You mean, like a d-date?" Megumi couldn't help but turn his reddened face elsewhere as he lets out a low hum with a nod.

"Y-yes! I'd love to!" You let out a happy squeal, excitedly embracing your admirer. Megumi's blue eyes widen slightly at your reaction, but then chuckles when he feels you bouncing in his arms.

"Now, hurry up with your gifts so I can finally take you out." 

[flovverworks]

hold on im rereading (skimming thro) owens affection story and the way cain first went 'whats up do u wanna grab a meal?' and then akira (who has been watching) approaches owen like 'hello how have u been do u want to eat together..' LOOOOOLLL

also i know this gets brought up early pt2 alrdy when akira speaks to vincent, but akira calling all of the wizards by name (and heathcliff heath etc) but using miss for canary. lord. also the way akira starts thinking everyones handsome nonstop and brings in a billion 'this person is so pretty' adjectives in every other sentence LIKE U RLY DONT HAVE TOOOOOO <-person who thinks its hilarious. i sometimes go 'please understand' when i have akira think someones handsome Once. i need to upgrade it to ten times

Akira: I’m taking notes on everyone here in case I suddenly have to return to my world. That includes you too, Owen.... Could you tell me more about yourself? Owen: I was killed by you. Akira: Eh...!? Owen’s delicate lips twist at my exclamation. Owen: What would you do if that was the case? What if your memories from your other world were all false? What if you were a criminal in this world? Alternatively, what if your lover was someone you happened to hate? What if I was your lover?

completely normal conversation. but also owen who only seems pleased if akiras annoyed when owen says he hates them,,

Owen: What are you trying to accomplish? Owen’s irritation catches on to me, and I begin to feel irritated and sad. Akira: Then fine. I don’t care anymore. If you’re not going to talk about yourself, I’ll never understand you. And next time Mithra is about to find out about your injury, I won’t know what to do, so. I’ll leave you alone. Bye.

THIS IS THE PART IM OBSESSED WITHHHHHHHH GUY WHOS BEEN TRYING NONSTOP TO BEFRIEND SOMEONE LETS THE BAD MOOD AFFECT THEM the second part wording is ssooooo bad too LOLLLL theyre so annoyed i love it sm. but also this being the time when owen accepts talking to them,,,despite also being rly annoyed,,

but also akira like Just having owen agree to their request, immediately saying 'ya i thought ur room would be strange' and trying his bed is so funny. 'i finally realize why i cant bring myself to hate owen' oughhh but also both akira & owen sitting there confused while owens trying to talk abuot himself LOL i like them so much. i think theyre rly neat

reading mithras too, and the way oz is like 'why would i do that' but then akira asks and hes like '...i guess since the sage is asking..' LOOOL

Akira: Ah... Mithra, it looks like you have a visitor. Mithra: You get the door. You’re capable of that much, right? Akira: (He’s just non-stop snark right now....) Ye~s, who is it?

this fkng interaction skull emoji (laughed) 'mithra u should say thank u too' like a mother....

anyway the way mithra talks about tiretta,,,,,,'only just said goodbye to her 10 or so years ago' T_^ (also thinks its funny/endearing how he says the twins said she was like his mother while mithra says she was more of a master/comrade/little sister<-especially the last one makes me laugh. i lov tiretta

My lips curve upwards, and I can’t help but stroke Mithra’s hair. Mithra doesn’t resist. Akira: I can sort of understand why people want to pat you on the head, Mithra. Mithra: Okay..... Is that so. Akira: It’s like when you’re next to a wild beast that you usually don’t see around. It makes you want to touch him while you can..... Mithra: You’re treating me like a rare animal...... Mithra rolls onto his other side. In the next moment, Mithra leaps up, pins me down, and bites my shoulder. Akira: Gya....ah! Mithra: Ahaha. I scream, and Mithra laughs. Apparently he only pretended to bite me. But I had prepared myself for death, so my heart won’t stop pounding. Akira: (What the heck goes on in his mind..... Was he playing around with me because I called him a beast? I thought I was going to die.....)

THIS PAAAARRTTTTTTT IM ALSO OBSEESED WITH 'i had prepared myself for death' JKADBKAD I THINK ABOUT THIS ALL THE TIME. guy who doesnt act like both owen & mithra could easily kill them

also what da hell was the next part about. when akira can wish that mithra wouldnt do things thatd make ppl misunderstand & dislike him. also oz giving tips to akira on how to make mithra sleep but its just ways to make kids sleep,,,,,the dad,,,

[villain-sympathizer]

If I may request a sort of prequel to Impromptu Interrogation; while ReDestro is getting strong armed by the LOV, reader is getting just as hard a time from Trumpet, Geten, and Skeptic in the room over?

oh my god this is honestly hilarious, absolutely i will write that!!

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[Part one]

Re-Destro x Reader; but sans Re-Destro in this part LMAO; MLA being a big wacky family

[Content warnings: Mentions of spying/privacy invasion, curtesy of Skeptic; Geten being a lil mean, but what else is new]

Word count: 937

[[Note: I write all my xReaders in third person and non-descript, so that others can insert either themselves or their OCs if they want!]]

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»»—— Impromptu Interrogation Pt. 2 ——««

Nervous, shaking hands continuously fiddle with the various edges and buttons of their outfit, a clear sign of [Name]'s anxiety of the upcoming dinner with the CEO of Detnerat himself. They sit on a couch of the drawing room, accompanied by the other original members of the Meta Liberation Army. Chitose sat next to them, a blue hand resting gently on their shoulder, while the rest of the group is spread out around the room.

Koku stood next to one of the large windows, glass of whiskey in hand, gazing out of the pristinely clean glass like a brooding Victorian wife. Tomoyasu was hunched over his laptop, rapidly typing away on the couch opposite of them, and providing the only sound in the room besides the clinking of ice in Koku's glass. From one of the further corners of the room, Geten sat on a cushioned chair fiddling with a knick knack from one of the decor shelves.

"I assure you, dear, that it'll be totally fine," Chitose's sweet voice broke the semi-silence of the room, bringing [Name] out of their stupor. "Rikiya is such an forgiving man, even if things go bad, he'll understand."

A scoff comes from Tomoyasu, drawing the attention of the two in front of him. "Right, understanding. We'll go with that," he grumbles, not once pausing in his typing.

Chitose responds with a huff. "Y'know, you don't have to be here, right? None of you do, in fact," the purple-haired woman purses her lips in annoyance, eyes squinting at her coworkers.

"And miss the chance to see off [Name] to dinner with the boss?" Koku replies with a grin, pushing off from his spot leaning next to the window to make his way closer to the group. "It's like getting to see your own kid off on their first date! I've always wanted that feeling," he takes a seat in one of the armchairs near the couches, taking a sip from his glass.

Though none of them could see it, they absolutely felt Geten roll his eyes at the older man.

Koku continued with his little monologue once he swallowed the alcohol. "Besides, we all know Tomo's only here cause he's worried about the boss, since he's such as kiss-ass to Re-Destro."

"I am not worried, you asshat," Tomoyasu hisses back at him, finally pausing in his work to glare at the other through his long bangs.

Chitose snorts at Koku's small response of 'So you admit you're a kiss-ass?', breaking the tension between the two by speaking up. "Oh? Not worried at all?" A smile graces her lips as she reaches over and plucks a tiny, black device from within [Name]'s clothes. "Is that why you bugged them with this?" Her smile only grows when she sees the long-haired man grind his teeth from behind his lips, trying desperately to come up with an excuse. When her colleague failed to provide a response, Chitose gave a triumphant huff as she flicks the device back at Tomoyasu. "Weirdo."

"Maybe Re-Destro asked him to," calls a voice from the other end of the room, reminding everyone of Geten's presence. "This 'date' could just be for information, after all."

"Nonsense!" Both Chitose and Koku exclaim in unison, nearly jumping out of their seats in objection, startling both Tomoyasu and [Name].

Geten merely rolls his eyes, yet again, his hood down for once so that everyone could see his indifference to the situation. With arms crossed, he leans back in his seat, opting to observe the group again.

Tomoyasu grunts out a response, before slamming his laptop closed. "The boy has a point, you know."

"Oh shut up," Chitose is quick to snap back. "You just want an excuse for your weird spying habit," she responds, turning herself to once again address the main person in the topic, [Name]. "Now, don't listen to them. I assure you that this is indeed a real, genuine date," the blue woman replaces her hand on the other's shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. "Hell, Rikiya even came to me and Koku for dating advice more times than we can count! He looked just as nervous as a lovesick school boy."

[Name], once they recovered from the sheer absurdity of the events that just occurred, took a deep breath and offered a grateful smile to the woman next to them. "Thank you, Chi, you've been a big help," they say just before Chitose pulls them into a sudden hug, squealing as she tugs them up off the couch.

"Of course! Now go, it's almost time, and it's a little bit of a walk to the room he's in," she explains, carefully nudging them towards the door.

Koku sets his drink down on the coffee table between the couches, making his way over to the duo. "Would you like me to walk with you there? It'll likely be easier on your nerves to have someone to chat with."

[Name] shakes their head, shooting the man a kind smile as they open the door. "No thanks, but I appreciate the offer. I'll probably be lost in my own thoughts, anyway," they reply. "Thank you guys, also. Or... well, just you and Chi, really," they give a lighthearted chuckle and a wave to the group, before finally disappearing through the doors.

Chitose waits for the doors to close completely before whirling around to face Tomoyasu and Geten. "What is wrong with you two?" There's a silent pause in the room, no one daring to speak, until Geten decides to pipe in with:

"Do you want the long or short answer to that?"

[i-cant-sing]

wait omg omg but imagine todoroki reader missing school and telling boyfriend bakugo it was because of period cramps. so he shows up to the todoroki residence and just takes care of her, imagine how the family would react lol

Todoroki reader on her period pt 2

Hmmm, alright alright. Check out my MASTERLIST for more!

Bakugou texts you why you aren't at school and you text him back that you're on your period and won't be at school for the whole week. Obviously, Katsuki is pissed because he won't be able to see his favourite person for the whole week- he barely made it through the day without you. He goes back home, and his parents immediately noticed that he was angrier than usual.

Mitsuki asks him what's wrong and Katsuki tells her that you won't be at school for the rest of the week. His mom laughs and tells him that he could always go visit you after school, and maybe take some snacks and your favourite desserts to cheer you up. This way you'd both be happy.

An hour later, Katsuki is outside your house, knocking on the door but of course, Rei doesn't let him in. He's about to leave when he hears someone running down the stairs and when he hears Rei yells out your name, he rushes in through the door, not caring that he broke off the doorknob.

He runs in the bathroom to see Rei holding your hair back as you puke your guts out. Once you're done, Rei helps you up and cleans your face and that's when Katsuki sees how miserable you've been. You have dark circles under your eyes, the colour is drained from your face and your legs are shaking. You notice him and weakly smile at him. "Katsuki? What are you doing here?" Katsuki's face is hard, but you can see the worry swimming in his eyes. "Just... wanted to see you." You laugh. "That's cute, but I look bad right now. So unless you wanna see me barf for the next few days, I suggest you leave." You said to him, as you began walking up the stairs to your room. Katsuki doesn't say anything as he walks up behind you, quietly lifting you up in his arms as he climbs up the stairs.

"Thanks." You say as he settles you on the bed, pulling up your covers to your chin. You're expecting him to leave, but you're surprised when he sits on your chair by your desk. You raise your eyebrows at him. "You need something?" He shakes his head, before turning towards your desk. "I'll write down your notes since you didn't come today." "Aww Kat you don't have to do that, Shotou will help me later-" "I want to do it." You sighed, you knew there was no changing his mind. "Okay, suit yourself."

Meanwhile, Rei is downstairs calling your siblings, frantically telling them that rat boy is upstairs with you. They don't have to be told twice as they're all rushing home, only Natsuo got stuck at the hospital with another shift, Fuyumi is stuck in traffic, and Shotou was busy fighting some villains. So, the only sibling available was Dabi, who usually ignores you when you're menstruating, but the moment Rei told him that Bakugou was in your room, he zoomed out of the LoV base and got home in record time. Dabi bursted through the door, ready to burn the rat bastard, but he's shocked to see you and Katsuki cuddling up in bed. Dabi walks up, about to rip Katsuki off you when your boyfriend puts a finger to his lips, telling Dabi to not make a sound. That's when Dabi sees your sleeping face, a content sigh escapes your lips as you snuggle into your boyfriend's chest further. Your brother realises that's the first time you're actually not that miserable during your period, Rei had mentioned to him about your insomnia during these days. His eyes wander down to where Katsuki's eyes hand are rubbing your lower back and it hits him then how you kept on begging him to rub your back, or warm up your blankets, or whined for cuddles- but Dabi always denied our requests, because he's a jerk.

So, he sits down in the corner and keeps watching you both. He won't wake you up, but he'll make sure that rat boy doesn't try something with you.

He's boiling in rage when Katsuki grins evilly as he leans down to kiss your cheek.

When you finally wake up an hour later, you open up your eyes to see Katsuki sticking out his tongue at someone. You look behind you and see Dabi sitting there, his hand erupting up in flames. You punch Katsuki's chest, whispering "idiot". He helps you sit up and Dabi gets up and pretty much pushes Bakugo off the bed as he sits in his place.

"Hey. How you holding up?" He asks you, and you just tiredly shrug. "Okay, I guess. I'm happy to see you home." You smile. Dabi grins. "Here, I got you something." He hands you the snacks and sweets Katsuki had gotten you, who scoffs in the back. "Thanks Dabi." You hug your brother, before resting your head on his chest, groaning about how he's warm.

Dabi shifts you until you're in his lap, with your head against his chest, and this time, Dabi flips off Katsuki in the back. "Don't you have somewhere to be, brat?" Dabi asks him. "No, I'll stay here with Y/n-" You shake your head. "Its okay, Kats. Dabi is here now, you should go home and rest." Katsuki nods. "I'll see you tomorrow." He says leaning in for a kiss, but Dabi pushes his face away. "Yeah, yeah. We get it. Leave now." Katsuki scowls but leaves, and as soon as he does, you smack Dabi's chest. "You didn't have to be so mean." Your brother only rolls his eyes. "You want hot chocolate?" Dabi has to control his laughter as your eyes suddenly twinkle at the sound of your favourite drink.

It's like you'r still a kid.

"With hello kitty marshmallows?" "Yeah, I got them too. Stupid things are always sold out everywhere." You eye him weirdly. "Are you dying? You're being uncharacteristically nice." He settles you back on your bed.

"I can be nice too, brat."

Just as long you don't replace me with someone else.

[bnhamixjuice-sfw]

ANON REQUEST: Hawks, Dabi and Aizawa: spot an ex he had a bad break up with, he sees her walking around struggling to hold on to a bag of groceries while pushing a stroller with a toddler in it that looks awful lot like them, and the he awkwardly confronts them when the bag falls out of her hands.

Tags: Manga Spoiler, Mention of cheating, Angst to Fluff.

Hawks

“I’m so sorry Dove, I didn’t mean to–”

“Didn’t mean what? to deny that I’m your girlfriend in front of the media ‘cause you had a job agreement with the commission not to reveal me! okay Keigo you’re doing this for what reason exactly? Hero Reputation? More women you can use to cheat behind my back again and expect me to forgive you? I–I don’t want this kind of life anymore!”, you wailed in pure anguish roughly wriggling your wrist away from his firm clutch.

He felt suffocated when he needed to let you go for all the things that he did to hurt you, holding back the urge to chase you outside when you frantically closed the door, not looking back anymore on him. Leaving the top pro hero falling on his knees, lonely between these four walls of his house.

After all this time he can’t forget you, longing to see your face everywhere he goes even on pro hero awarding events or his usual patrol work with Endeavor looking for you through the crowds, praying to see your smile again that he misses the most.

His life was crumbling apart without you, but luck was on his side today when he spotted you not too far from where he was signing autographs for his fans while stealing some glances. As always, you’re still beautiful standing there.

Trying to fix your grocery bags while clasping the baby-carriage’s handle. He hesitated at first to approach you thinking you’re probably waiting for your husband to pick you up and your child. And that’s when a tuft of yellow hair popped out.

“Mommy look it’s Hawks, Awtoglaph pweasee awtoglapph”, his excited pleas reached Hawks’ ears. pointing his fingers towards your ex-boyfriend who waved a hand on both of you.

Soon red feathers clumped together on the ground, preventing your bag to fall.

“Wow what do we have here, a kid full of energy today, so where do you want me to sign your autograph?”, stooping down beaming a smile with his eyes crinkling behind his yellow visor making your child gasp in awe.

He knew instantly that his suspicion was right seemingly looking at his own reflection with those golden honey orbs and black lines on those eyelids and small bump protruding behind the kid’s shirt, red feathers similar to his, messily cramped inside.

“Ke–Hawks here… ”, almost calling out his first name when you handed him a notebook and a pen.

Slightly feeling his gloved hand against your palm.

“Hawks look I hab wings too–”

“Honey we need to go home now or else you’ll miss your favorite show again, now say bye bye to Mr. Hawks”, you interrupted, sneaking a warning glare on him not to tell him anything before gently freeing your child’s wings out from his shirt’s makeshift holes.

“Little fledgling I guess your wings were moulting, so did your Daddy tell you about it”

“Hab no Dawdy but Oh you see… Mommy Lov’ Dawdy so much that she booboo cries” you were shock-stricken softly hushing your child out of embarassment.

“Well kid make sure to tell your Mommy not to cry okay cause Daddy loves her so much, yes don’t forget to tell that to her every day I–”, he stammered with his voice started cracking, overwhelming him with emotions too easily, swallowing the lump forming on his throat.

“Your father loves you too kid trust me, and surely there’s not a single day he’s not thinking of your Mommy, his only Dove–Ah I think I’m taking too much of your time Miss I-I’m so sorry”, halting it immediately, muffling a few sniffles before finally signing his signature.

Your heart began thumping so loud, not expecting him shamelessly grabbing your hand, burying you into a warm embrace in public.

“Wait Keigo stop this, everyone’s taking so many pictures of you”

“No I don’t care anymore, listen Dove I’m so sorry and I still love you, come back to me please I promise I won’t hurt you again, I’ll do better this time just let me make up for it, and for our son”

You can’t blame yourself for giving in, accepting him wholeheartedly knowing this is what you promised to him once.

To never let your future child experience the same heartache he suffered from his past.

Dabi

He regret those cruel words that came out from his mouth the first time he was too fed up of your constant admonishment of putting a rest on his revenge against his family forever since you cannot bear to see him exhausting his body anymore, starting this heated discourse again between you.

“You always bring this up y/n every single day and it’s too annoying already, why are you siding on Enji too much Babydoll… come on just say it you really want us to have a perfect family, so cool to have a child with this debilitating quirk too right?”

Sucking your inner lips anxiously avoiding to tell him something about that last one, you felt his grip on your sholders constricting furiously waiting for you to answer him back, but your tears spilling from those precious eyes made his stomach churn in guilt realizing what he had done when you began screaming on his face that everything’s over, shoving him away and locking the door of your house shut.

He knew how much of a dick he was, the worst break up that’s been haunting him everyday with your terrified face forever etched on his mind

It’s been a long time since the last time he saw you after you moved from your old house and he cannot find you everywhere until today.

He saw you pushing a stroller on the side of the road and having a hard time balancing the bag of groceries on your other hand.

Perhaps you found someone better than him and additionally having a child; a normal child considering he’s not the father. that’s what he thought until something caught his attention.

Squinting his eyes, he was slack-jawed to find a familiar cerulean orbs and red hair on that young boy giddily calling you Mommy.

He took this rare chance of talking to you again by catching your bag of groceries that you clumsily dropped, your eyes met recognizing your ex-boyfriend instantly when he removed his mask. piercing eyes gazing down below observing your child’s similar features.

“Babydoll why didn’t you tell me about him, our son?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Dabi and refrain from calling me that nickname anymore, also stay away from MY son before I call the police”

You breathed heavily snatching back your grocery bag from his grasp, clutching the stroller’s handle in pure anger.

“Daddy you meanie, go home”, tugging his pants with those tiny hands.

It hurts you to see your own child begging for his father to go home, when you can’t even tell him how you often show his own picture to your child that’s why he recognized his own father easily, keeping him close to his heart and memory forever.

You can’t hate your only child’s father.

He was expecting him to cry on his intimidating face when he bent his knees down to look at his child closely, ignoring your earlier threat by patting his son’s head seemingly accepting this foreign fatherly instinct.

“Kid look I’m obviously a bad guy, I don’t want you to get in trouble so maybe next time when your Mommy allows me, don’t worry I’ll probably see you again next time pepperoni haired kid”, chuckling when he saw his son’s childish pout, letting him pinch his stapled cheeks annoyed at his nickname.

“Y/n this is goodbye then”, flashing you that thin smile noticing his lips quivering a bit as he stood.

Shoving both of his hands inside his pockets before turning around to walk slowly away from both of you ignoring your child’s tantrum cries calling for him to go back.

“Ssh… sweetie don’t cry okay–Wait Touya!”

He stopped on his tracks when you yelled his real name again, like how you used to call him that before out of endearment.

“We’re going to stay here from now on so same address, the usual okay knock thrice and use our anniversary day on pressing the doorbell and don’t forget our password, listen I’m doing this for our child only so you better show up tonight or I won’t ever give you a chance”

He disappeared quickly after that, and tonight he never failed to show up incessantly ringing the doorbell many times even greeting you that typical password; a kiss.

A yearning kiss, hands intertwining the moment you opened your heart once again.

Aizawa

“Shouta you keep missing my calls these past few weeks when I needed you the most, you barely have enough time to visit me when I was sick the whole week and now you’re late, fine I don’t wanna hear your excuses anymore”

Those bitter words pierced him like thorns, seeing you slip out that engagement ring from your finger and placing it on a table whispering those bitter words he doesn’t want to hear from you.

“It’s better if we end this relationship now before we regret something, I–I can’t imagine my future being married with you or even having a child with you who pathetically seek for time and attention from his workaholic father, sorry Shouta”, you covered your mouth trying to bite back your tongue from spilling about your unborn child.

Running outside the restaurant leaving him heartbroken that he can’t further speak out his words anymore because everything that you just told him was painfully true.

He doesn’t deserve you, blaming himself for not appreciating you enough despite of your effort of enduring the hardships of having a pro hero fiance who often risk his life for his students. A man who can’t even spend a time to take care of you.

Nevertheless, he wanted to mend back those strings that binds you to his heart, always pouring out his loneliness on visiting that Cat Cafe on his day off every week reminding him of memories you two share.

You often take him there to spend a date knowing he’s fond of cats and snapping lots of photos of him every time he ends up sleeping on the corner with cats huddling close to his face nearly suffocating him.

Keeping your engagement ring to him all the time was the only thing that calms him down whenever he’s in dire situation on his job, thinking how much he wish to meet you here again.

Unbelievably seeing you again one time, rubbing his weary eyes once and twice to know if it’s truly you. Indeed, he can’t forget that familiar caring smile of his beloved, finding you outside the cat cafe currently having a problem of organizing your bag of groceries.

“Mawmmy, neko pweasee I wanna touch it!”, your daughter began whinning clapping his hands to get your attention.

He can’t believe his own eyes when your child resembles him too much with that obsidian dull eyes and sleek black hair minus for that pigtail hairstyle but that scowl seems a carbon copy of his own.

“Wait Baby I–”

“I think you need help Y/n”

You were flabbergasted to find your ex-fiance taking a hold of your bag of groceries with his whip that was about to hit the ground and voluntarily offering his Neko tote bag for you which you persuaded him not to.

“Mawmmy pwease I want that too, Neko”, her tiny hands reaching out determined to get it no matter what.

“Baby no–”

“Well your daughter love cats so much, you can give this to her, please just a friendly gift”, taking out something from his pocket leaning down a bit to his side to rummage on that keychain, letting you see his necklace around his neck with that old engagement ring of yours dangling.

“Found it, here kid I’m not sure if you’ll like this”

“Aww Mawmmy have that too um…right Mawmmy, so no thanks Mister”

There’s no way you were married that’s what Shouta suspected when he saw you not wearing any ring, and obviously that cat keychain was closely similar to his anniversary keychain that you two bought for each other.

“Y/n I can drive you two back to your house if its okay–”

“Mawmmy please say yes”

You sighed in defeat not having a choice in the first place and also giving freedom to your child to spend time with her father who doesn’t know about this.

His car was still the same, sitting beside him and your child now sleeping behind after getting so tired ogling on his car’s cat accesories.

You chuckled upon seeing your daughter’s face on the mirror messily drooling, leaning slightly on your side to wipe the corner of her mouth.

“Darling is she our daughter”

“Eyes on the road Shouta, and yes so what will you do about it. Do you expect me to ask for any financial support from you oh maybe spending your precious time for our daughter that I can’t even get from you years ago”, you sarcastically uttered, stabbing him rudely with those truthful words he was unprepared to hear from you.

“I understand if you’re still mad at me y/n, but I just want you to let you know that I want to set things right first before asking you to forgive me. Because I don’t want to miss this opportunity again to tell you how much I wanted to talk to you or maybe to see you in your white wedding dress”

You can’t resist how determined he was to get close to you again, feeling his hand slowly making its way on you.

Giving back that engagement ring to whom it truly belongs, and that was you, a dream he wanted to come true despite it being too impossible.

Turning your head away to wipe your own tears, proposing for the second time that you have been waiting to hear from him all along.

“She’s your daughter Shouta and don’t you dare make her cry of I’ll scratch your face harder than what your cat does”

“That’s too kind of you, I mean my cat misses your deadly belly rub too, you named him Mr. Pickles right, well I’m sure he’d be thrilled to see his Mom again and his new sibling soon”,

You both exchanged soft giggling catching up on one another by starting the conversation about your lives and so on and so forth, and apparently your child was eavesdropping on both of you.

Your daughter muffled a “Pro hero mission success” after accomplishing her goal, peeking a bit to see you wearing that shiny ring.

She knew it the first time she saw that stranger recognizing him from one of the picture you often place under your pillow, her daddy.

Well she did inherit Shouta’s intellectual skills after all.

Do not repost this fic/headcanon.

Disclaimer: I don't own My hero academia nor its characters and plot.

[peachyaone]

Nobody. PT 3 (End.)

Pairings : Class 1-A x gn! reader (platonic) / LOV x gn! reader (platonic)

plot: you were kidnapped along with Bakugou on the day of the training camp. But what happens if everyone forgot about you?

After Bakugou escaped, you were knocked out. You woke up in a abandoned buildling, in chains. It must've been hours now, you were exhausted, dehydrated and in so much pain. "You know that they won't come for you, right?" Dabi said. "Shut up..burnt bitch." You choked out. Your throat was burning. You needed water. "They will come. They have to." you said, shaking away the tears. Dabi actually felt bad for you, deep down. You were just a kid.

"Hey, kid." The person with long hair said. You looked at her, she wore sunglasses even though they were indoors. "You must be thirsty, have some water." She said, placing a bottle with a straw in front of you. You stared at her suspiciously. "I didn't spike it, why the hell would I do that?" She said. You reluctantly drank the water, your body relaxed a little. "My name is Magne. And you're Y/N L/N, right?" You nodded. She gave you a small smile.

A crash was heard from behind you. Your heart started to beat faster, "Are they here? Were they coming to rescue you?" You thought. Your head turned to see Twice and another girl. Your heart sunk. The girl seems to be older than you. "Oh! Are we introducing ourselves?" She said, bouncing about. She jumped in front you, "Hey, my name is Himiko Toga!" She said loudly. You winced. "Hi, I'm Twice. Nice to meet you." "Bitch." Twice's eyes widened and he apologized. You looked at him, confused. He seems too nice to be a villain.

More footsteps are approaching, the door opened. It was Shigaraki, Kurogiri and Compress. "You better not get too close, they might bite." Dabi said. You glared at him. "Fuck you, scar face." you said. "Ooo, feisty." Dabi teased.

"Our offer still stands." Shigaraki said, looking at you. Your eyes met and you sighed. "No. They will come for me. I know it." You said. "Sounds like you're not convinced yourself, kid." Compress said.

*timeskip*

It's been weeks.

No sign of the heroes, it seems like they didn't notice you were missing. You were stupid. But you were hoping that your friends would come for you. One of the villains, Kurogiri, never seems to sleep. He was really nice to you though.

*Flashback*

"Hey, child." He said. You sluggishly raised your head to look at him. "What?" you said with a raspy voice. You haven't drank or eaten anything for days. You couldn't sleep either, at least not with the nightmares. There were dark circles under your eyes, your hands and legs are numb, your brain can't process. "I made some food for you, you would like some?" he said softly. You nodded quickly. Kurogiri smiled. "I trust you not to run." He said as he unchained you. You looked at him. "Why are you so nice to me?" you asked. "Your friends have practically abandoned you. You shouldn't go through that." He said. You stayed silent. "Anyways, eat. Before the food gets cold." He said. "Itadakimasu." you said before you start to eat. "Here, have some water too." He said, putting a cup next to you. "Thank you." You said. "You welcome, child."

The two of you sat in comfortable silence.

*end of flashback*

You were at the brink of tears, where are they? "Hey brat." Dabi said. You looked at him. "Have you accepted the fact that they've abandoned you?" He said. You shook your head stubbornly as tears roll down your cheeks. "No, they will come." you said. Dabi sighed angrily and marched toward to you. He slammed his hands at either side of your body. "Look, kid. They left you! Can't you see that?! They would've came earlier if THEY ACTUALLY CARED!" He shouted in your face. You flinched. "Dabi, Stop!" Magne said. "I KNOW THAT! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO SCREAM IT AT MY FACE! I KNOW THAT THEY NEVER CARED! IS IT SO WRONG FOR ME TO HAVE HOPE?!" You voice cracked. Your emotions got the better of you, your quirk broke the chains.

Compress and Twice were standing, prepared. Kurogiri slowly walked to you. "Y/N, child. Breathe." You looked at Shigaraki, eyes filled with anger and betrayal for your so-called friends.

"I accept. I accept your offer." You whispered.

[kwonhoshi0]

𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲 | h.c

navigation | requests : open | 5th february 2021

pairing : midoriya, bakugou, todoroki x gn!reader [separate]

genre : angst to fluff

warnings : season 3 spoilers, violence, eating, drinks

themes : heartbreak, idiocy, violence

: since the training camp you had been a target for the league of villains you fought hard to get your classmate back and that made you an instant target since you showed how powerful you can be but that also means no one can know about your relationship with [ - ], if they did that would be mean he’s also a target and the thought of that terrified you, so it’s for the best.. right.

> quirk : telekinesis | eleven stranger things |

[ midoriya ]

> it was no secret that you’re powerful

> deku trained with you a lot so he knew what you were capable of

> he was the one who truly let you embrace your quirk praising you

> he always told you he’s proud of you afterwards

> so when you told him you couldn’t be with him anymore he was devastated

-> scenario

> you had been thinking about the threat of the lov and how much they wanted to get rid of you, it’s a matter of time before people catch you going to cafes and on dates with the green haired boy, since you were getting more publicity each time a villain attacked it was difficult sneaking around

> breaking up with deku never once crossed your mind, only for his safety, he was already a target but they don’t know he’s all mights successor so you’re still a lot more targeted but if the lov found out you’re dating? you could only imagine the worst

> you knocked on his door, he opened it with a smile on his face as usual ‘hey baby’ he pulled you into a hug, noticing you trying not to hug him back he looked at your face ‘hey is something wrong?’

> you were trying so hard to keep a straight face, to make this hurt as much as possible so he wouldn’t come back, you knew if he tried to get you back you wouldn’t be able to resist

> ‘izuku..’ you paused breathing in, ‘we can’t be together anymore’ he looked at you for a couple seconds before breaking out in a laugh, ‘ very funny, don’t say things like that!, we need to finish that series we were watching..wait-’

> your face hadn’t changed, the only different being the small beads forming under your eyes, ‘you’re being serious?’ he said with a shaky voice, his eyes were slightly shiny tears threatening to form, his entire face fell

> ‘i’m sorry’ was all you said before you attempted to leave only being stopped by his hand ‘midoriya let go-’

> ‘not until you tell me why, y/n we’re so happy, you were happy yesterday and now you’re saying you don’t want this anymore? what happened, you told me you loved me, was that a lie’

> you tried so so hard not to sob yelling how much you love him right there but you already started crying

> ‘y-you’re crying, why would you be crying if you don’t care about me, if you didn’t care you would’ve left minutes ago so why’

> ‘izuku i couldn’t keep putting you in fucking danger it’s driving me insane, we can’t go out to eat without worrying someone will recognise us and hunt you down, i need you to be safe and this is the only way’ you pulled your arm away from him wiping away the tears on your cheeks

> he pulled you back towards him his nose touching yours, you didn’t push him away, he took his thumb swiping it across your cheek wiping it of the fresh tears

> ‘then we’ll deal with it together, not apart’

[ bakugou ]

> he knew how you felt because everytime aizawa mentioned being targeted he couldn’t help but notice you not looking at him or glancing at him as much

> you comforted him after each nightmare or any doubts he had after he got kidnapped

> whispering to him while he layed in your arms ‘bakugou you are the strongest person i know, you can’t blame yourself for anything, nobody blames you, they never have’

> you were his comfort, his teddybear

-> scenario

> the last few days you had been distant from him which didn’t make him worry much since you’re both busy sometimes and you both understood that

> but when you refused to look at him and gave him short answers after class he got worried

> ‘y/n, what the fuck is happening’ you couldn’t look him in the eyes

> you put on your best straight face and said ‘bakugou we can’t be together’

> there was silence for a couple seconds

> ‘teddy bear..’

> it hurt, it hurt so bad seeing him upset over you, you couldn’t even comfort him, so you left

> you sat with the dekusquad afraid of running into him and sobbing

> after you left he stood there for a couple seconds, he wiped away a couple tears forming as all the memories of you flashed through his head in a second, he held the necklace you got together, a promise necklace

> he sat at his normal table not talking to anyone only glancing at you, you weren’t talking to anyone either, not even touching the food in front of you

> after a couple minutes you got up and grabbed your bag after the many protests from todoroki and midoriya telling you to eat

> mina saw you getting up ‘hey bakugou is y/n okay?’ he only ignored her watching as you hurried off to what seemed to be the girls bathrooms, mina followed after you. he couldn’t lie and say he wasn’t worried

> ‘y/n?.. wait are you okay, come out of the toilets’ she watched as you slowly came out with puffy under eyes and teary eyes ‘oh my god y/n what happened’, you explained everything, how you broke up with him because of how dangerous it was being with him, how he would be safer without you

> ‘y/n i’ve never seen bakugou happier then when he’s with you, if things are meant to be with you two then things will work out, i promise’

> you both walked back to class only to see him and a couple students already there, you weren’t planning on going back to lesson saying you’re injured but you knew aizawa would’ve sent you to recovery girl only for there be nothing to recover from

> you sat in your seat trying your hardest not to cry or move or even glance at him

> he watched you every couple seconds, eyes softening when he noticed a tear drop from your eyes watching as you quickly wiped them away sitting up straight

> he knew you love him but he doesn’t know why you left him

> a couple days past and he couldn’t help but notice how puffy your eyes looked

> he missed you, a lot and his nightmares had increased in the last 3 days

> you did everything to avoid him

> but finally you had to talk to eachother because aizawa paired you up, you asked aizawa if you could swap ‘y/n you and bakugou are great training partners, plus he doesn’t hurt you enough to send you to recovery girl like he does others’

> you sighed walking to your designated training area

> you didn’t want to hurt him more than you have emotionally this past week so you barely tried

> ‘you’re not trying’ he states, you looked up at him regretting it instantly seeing his eyebags and crimson eyes, not twinkling as they usually do

> ‘sorry’ you said quickly getting ready to dodge again

> ‘for what’... ‘huh?’.. ‘what are you sorry for’ he said searching your eyes for an answer

> ‘everything’.. ‘y/n that’s not a fucking answer’ frustrated he walked over to you pulling out a necklace that hid under his shirt

> ‘we got these as a fucking promise, a promise we would always be here, are you even wearing yours’ his hand reached over to your neck, his eyes lit up for a second when he realised you were still wearing it

> ‘i know you still love me, so why the fuck-’

> ‘bakugou you’re in constant fucking danger because of me, we can’t do anything together without having to worry, i want you to find someone that you can be in a normal relationship with, not someone who can’t even go outside with you without fearing the worst’ you let a couple tears slip out wiping them away as fast a they came

> ‘don’t be fucking stupid come here’ he pulled you towards him engulfing you in his scent which you missed greatly, ‘dumbass, we make these fuckin decisions together, which means you have to deal with me, we aren’t breaking up over some stupid villains alright’

> you held him tighter than you have before

> he made sure that for now you order take out rather than going out to eat and when you do go outside you made sure to wear masks and go with some of your classmates

> he does all of this because he loves you that much and he cares that much

[ todoroki ]

> you pined over eachother for months before todoroki had the courage to talk to you

> the conversations always flowed really well and there was no awkward pauses thinking of what to say

> you fit with eachother like a puzzle piece

> since you’re the first person he’s felt this way about you had to, show him affection and how it w o r k s?

> like when you hug him he doesn’t understand why people like hugging until you do it, he feels warm and safe in your arms and he now understands why he sees people hugging a lot

> when you first kissed it was like sparks and fireworks were going off around you, you didn’t plan on kissing him then but you had just hugged him so he was close and you looked up at him as he looked down at you smiling a little, with that you closed the space between you pressing your lips to his

> your relationship since then has been a comfortable and safe relationship for you both, that was until the training camp incident when you realised how much danger you were really putting todoroki in

> aizawa was talking to you in the staff room about the safety precautions you had to take and how you have to be careful with your relationship with todoroki

> a part of you was hoping he’d say you have to break up for safety reasons but he knows you don’t want that, even if it was for the best

> todoroki is going to be an amazing hero who will save thousands of lives and you could be the undoing of that future

> so you had to do it

-> scenario

> ‘hey love, what are we doing outside’ you were stood outside the dorms, you wanted to tell him here just so no one would interrupt

> ‘i uhm..’ this is a lot harder than you thought

> you looked at your feet refusing to look into his eyes knowing you’d breakdown

> ‘todoroki i can’t do this.. anymore’ 

> ‘can’t do what?’ when you didn’t look at him again he realised

> ‘what.. what happened baby we were normal yesterday did i do something wrong?’ you ignored him shifting your feet a little

> ‘do you not love me anymore’ it broke your heart that he thought that, you’re doing this because you love him not because you don’t .. but you had to say this to get him away

> ‘i..no i don’t’

> refusing to look at his face you ran back in tears falling down your cheeks as you ignored your friends asking if you’re okay and shut yourself in your room

> no more laying on his chest while you talk about random things at 3am, no more feeding him soba and no more holding hands running in the rain

> it was all too good to be true and now it’s over

> the next couple weeks you wanted to see him, check how he was doing but you couldn’t so you stuck to quick glances, sometimes you met his eyes in the process cursing at yourself

> your friends noticed you were off, ochako midoriya and iida asked why you weren’t hanging out with them

> you didn’t want to cause todoroki more pain so you hung out with the bakusquad so todoroki could stick with his friends without it being awkward

> you’re already friends with some of the bakusquad but you just didn’t hang out with them as much

> ‘y/n why do you look so.. lifeless’ denki asked you, you would usually be happy to talk to people and be playful but recently you had just stared at your food and soba only to be reminded of him

> ‘i don’t know’ you lied, your friends were worried about you

> todoroki was good at hiding things, he was a lot happier with you smiling while with you and around you but now he doesn’t have you

> a part of you thought he was over it already but you knew that was just you overthinking it

> ‘you know what, we should have a class movie night !, mopey you’re coming’ you looked at mina for a second before realising you’re who she’s talking to

> ‘mopey’ you raised a brow, ‘yeah you haven’t been yourself lately we want the old y/n back!! ..you haven’t even gamed with us’ kirishima spoke up making you smile sadly

> and then you realised todoroki probably won’t be at the movie night since he only went because of you ‘okay, ill go’

> that night you sat inbetween denki and bakugou scrolling through your phone while the dekubakusquad picked a movie

> ‘hey dumbass, why’d you look so fuckin dead’

> ‘not sure’.... ‘that’s bullshit’ he responded staring at his own phone

> ‘mhm’ was all you could say before the movie started

> as you looked up you realised todoroki was sitting in front of you

> how were you going to get through this..

> the movie begun and you quickly realised it was one of your favourite movies, it was the movie that you and todoroki had your first kiss watching

> clearing your head of these thoughts you carried on watching

> half an hour later it got to the part where the guy finally kisses his crush and you felt tears in your eyes, holding them back as you remembered todoroki kissing you during this scene

> you felt someone move from in front of you, your eyes widening as todoroki took your arm pulling you up close to him

> ‘what are you-’

> ‘y/n i chose this movie because i wanted to be able to do this again’ he cupped your cheeks smashing his lips to yours, you couldn’t pull away this is all you wanted and missed

> as you both pulled away he said ‘i know you don’t love me but i want to help you learn to love me again and i prom-’ you cut him off as you felt guilt bubble up inside of you remembering what you said

> ‘i lied.. i said that i didn’t love you because i needed you to leave, i broke up with you because of the target, i can’t have someone finding out about us and using you and hurting you as a way to get to me i would be taking away your chance at becoming a great hero, i can’t do that it’s selfish’

> he looked at you as the sides of his lips curled up in a small smile

> ‘a part of me should be mad at you for breaking up with me because of hero stuff but i understand, i’m relieved you love me, i love you and you love me that’s why we’re going to be careful and make this work’

A/N :

pain only pain, why do i do this

taglist : @blazedbakugou @todoroki-shoto-is-life @luluwiie

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 310: A Tale of Two Kacchans

Previously on BnHA: Flashback!Deku was all, “hey, you know what sounds like a good decision? Abandoning my studies at the safest place in the country so that the bad guy who wants to find me and kill me has literally nothing standing in his way of doing that.” All Might was all, “I fucking knew you were going to say some bullshit like that so whatever, but I’M COMING WITH YOU and I’m also going to invite the Hawksquad to come with us, mostly so that I can steal Jeanist’s car.” Jeanist was all, “okay fine you can borrow my car, All Might, but only if you wear jeans.” All Might was all, “okay sure” and he wore jeans and also sunglasses and a leather jacket and it was pretty rad. Anyway so now they’re out there fighting crime and hunting down the LoV and stuff, and absolutely none of it is going to end well, I’m just letting you know now. But I guess we’ll let them enjoy it while it lasts.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi is all “happy belated Kacchan’s Birthday makeste, here’s the flashback you really wanted at long last,” and proceeds to pull the old vestige flashback out of the kitchen drawer and upend its contents all over my Friday afternoon without the slightest bit of warning. OFA III is all “WHAT’S UP I’M JUST SOME GUY, HELLO,” and okay?? Hello yourself. OFA II, on the other hand, is all, “okay yeah I have different hair and stuff, but I’m like 98% sure I’m either Bakugou or his goddamn twin, I mean look at me.” Which, yeah. I looked, and he really is though you guys. Anyway though, so he and OFA II basically just showed up in the First (who goes by Yoichi now)’s prison cell one day all “HEY THERE, WE’RE HERE TO SAVE YOU, APPARENTLY, ALTHOUGH WE SEEM REAL CONFUSED ABOUT IT TBH BUT HEY.” And so they saved him, and Yoichi was all “hey nice to meet you do you want to join my super-exclusive Saving The World Club”, and so they did, and then the chapter ended lol. I would have said yes too.

oh my sweet lord?? I didn’t realize we were getting a color page this week, but LOOK AT THIS

this could have been a fucking volume cover. I’m almost mad that it wasn’t, lol but I mean fkldjslklk just look at it??! Horikoshi out here spoiling us and making sure we’re well fed since next week the manga is on break for Golden Week. well this will certainly help to tide me over. hot damn look at those colors

so now it’s raining on some dumb building in the middle of somewhere

is this where the Hawksquad has set up camp for the night? or are we actually cutting back to the League? that’d be unexpected (but not unwelcome)

ffff nevermind dammit it’s just more random citizens under attack

feels like this is the third or fourth scene we’ve had of civilians being Under Attack since this arc started. I mean no offense, but I think we get it by this point. it’s the end times, etc. etc. we’re well aware that things have gone to shit

so apparently these two guys are facing off against a girl with a mutant quirk. and she’s telling them that she’s not a monster and she was just scared, oh shit. I believe her btw, you can see it in her face

but these assholes don’t believe her at all and they’re pointing what looks to be some type of support item gun at her

you know what’s interesting, is that this kind of random quirk discrimination is the exact kind of thing PLF and the like were swearing up and down they’d put a stop to with their glorious revolution. it’s almost like those guys were completely full of shit. huh

so yeah, fortunately for this woman someone is stepping in and intervening before she can be blasted to bits by this trigger-happy asshole for absolutely no fucking reason

looks like a hero actually stepped in and saved her?? but no that can’t be, heroes are the ones that ruin everything and make everything worse, or so I understand. lol where did all of this sarcasm come from out of nowhere dlkdsjlk I’m sorry guys I just suddenly got swept up in the hypocrisy of certain people’s philosophies out of the blue idek

anyway so it is of course Deku saving her, and now he’s trying to talk thess jerks down all diplomatically instead of just kicking their asses, which is certainly a choice

MOTHERFUCKER I’M

fucking impossible to miss the real world parallels here. shit. this woman nearly died for her crime of Walking While Having A Mutant Quirk huh. and meanwhile Deku is just letting this guy scurry away and even letting him keep that fucking bazooka of his, like, ????

fucking hell she’s crying!!

lmao this chapter is actively trying to make me mad now huh. that’s some genuine righteous anger I’m feeling on behalf of this fictional ferret lady whom I only met two minutes ago. girl you are not the one who needs to explain herself here!! you didn’t do anything wrong holy fuck. everything about this situation sucks so much

fkKJKLMMMHFGH

“I’m sorry I made you upset, please enjoy this panel of tiny!floating!Deku hefting this lady’s massive beach umbrella up for her like the fucking gentleman he is” well okay then thank you sir

and JUST LIKE THAT the tension is broken and I’m entirely incapable of taking the rest of this conversation seriously because Deku’s trying to be all calming and authoritative, but now the illusion has been broken because I know he only comes up to like her knees

“well thanks again for saving me young man. I’ll leave you to it, I’m sure you’ve got more important things to do like protecting your Lucky Charms cereal from all those greedy children”

oh hey All Might

you wouldn’t have just let that guy with the bazooka just walk away to commit more attempted murders would you?? man

OH MY GOD DEKU IS IMMEDIATELY DITCHING HIM AGAIN

I ~CANNOT STAY HERE~ oh, well, sorry to keep you detained I know you’re busy

dfslkjlk oh my god

fucking told you Deku didn’t pack any food lol. it’s literally all notebooks in that bag you guys. he couldn’t just leave them all in his dorm room when he left, because what if someone tried to read them and came across one of the pages where he absentmindedly doodled Kacchan’s name surrounded by little tiny hearts oh gosh

AWWWWW

I needed this Horikoshi. thank you for this wholesome soul-cleansing interaction after all of that bullshit earlier

so now Deku’s climbing up this tall building to eat his lunchbox more dramatically. Tokoyami would be proud

and Banjou is saying that society right now is just like in The Good Old Days (read: bad old days) when quirk society was even more of a mess than it is now

which is exactly how AFO likes it, no doubt

so now Deku’s having a whole conversation with Banjou seemingly out loud lol, weird. and he’s basically saying that they don’t have any clues as to where TomurAFO and the League are hiding right now, and none of the Tartarus escapees they’ve found knew anything either

mmmmmfmhm, marge simpson noises

but you think you can?? you, alone, by yourself?? you think you stand a chance?? I just need you to think this all through a bit more kid

Deku it is NOT JUST YOUR RESPONSIBILITY ALONE, PLEASE REALIZE THIS ALREADY. YOU MAY BE THE CHOSEN ONE, BUT EVEN THE CHOSEN ONE NEEDS HIS FRIENDS BY HIS SIDE GODDAMMIT

and of course my pleading is all in vain, because he’s a fictional character who can’t fucking hear me, and also because I’m pretty sure there’s only one character who is going to actually be able to get him to hear reason here. I’ve been saying it, and I’ll keep saying it lol. so until then I guess I’ll just have to be patient

anyway so it appears we’re segueing into another flashback??? HORIKOSHI PLEASE GIVE ME SOME BAKUCRUMBS BEFORE THE TWO WEEK BREAK, I BEG YOU

dlKSDJLFKWJELKGHSLGKLEKJLFKHLGK

YES, THANK YOU, I KNOW WHERE THIS FUCKING IS LOL, IT’S NOT LIKE I’VE BEEN OBSESSED WITH FINDING OUT WHAT HAPPENS IN THE REST OF THIS SCENE OR ANYTHING LMAO. BUT ANYWAYS DON’T MIND ME, YOU WERE SAYING??

oh my god oh my god I’m not readyyyyy, but also FUCK YEAH I AM SO FUCKING READY LOL LET’S DO THIS

YOU GUYS

I’M ABOUT TO STEP IN THAT ROOM AND YEET ONE OF THOSE FUCKING CHAIRS AT YOU ALL

NOOOOO

I’M ABOUT TO GRAB BANJOU’S GOGGLES AND STRETCH THEM OUT AND SNAP THEM BACK SO THEY SMACK THE SHIT OUT OF HIS FOREHEAD!!! IT’S WHAT HE DESERVES!!! I’M ABOUT TO MOVE TO JAPAN AND GET A JOB WITH DOORDASH AND FIND OUT WHAT HORIKOSHI LIKES TO ORDER FOR LUNCH SO I CAN BE THE ONE TO DELIVER IT SO THAT WHEN HE OPENS THE DOOR I CAN FINALLY ASK HIM “HEY WHAT THE FUCK” IN PERSON

AHHH NO EVERYBODY SHHHHH STOP TALKING!!!!

SOMEONE PLEASE TELL THAT PERSON SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF THEIR LUNGS IN THE BACKGROUND TO SHUT THE FUCK UP, OH WAIT, THAT’S ME

(」゜ロ゜)」 щ(゜ロ゜щ)

LOL THIS FUCKING ASSHOLE!!! LOOK AT YOU!!! YOU’RE NOT KIRISHIMA OR SHINSOU OR IIDA IN A WIG OR ANYBODY LOL. YOU’RE JUST A DUDE. BROOOOO ABOUT FUCKING TIME, WHAT’S GOOD

I CAN’T SCROLL DOWN AHHHH BUT I HAVE TO BUT IT’S TOO INTENSE AHHHHHHH

I CAN SEE THE TOP OF HIS SPIKY HEAD, IT’S FINALLY THAT TIME AHHHHHHHH OKAY I’M GONNA DO IT HERE GOES

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

IT’S HIM. IT FUCKING REALLY FUCKIGN IS HIM OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. WHY AM I SO SHOCKED LMAO I’M THE ONE WHO’S BEEN SAYING THIS THE WHOLE DAMN TIME LMAO. OH GOD. O H MY FUCKING GOD

well okay then sir. so are you an ~ancestor~ or a Kacchan from another timeline or so what’s your deal then

YOICHI WHO IS YOICHI

YOICHI ALWAYS KNOWS WHAT’S UP. LMAO WHO IS YOICHI

(ETA: I’m going to punch myself in the face lmao. he’s Yoichi. he, the First. that’s his name. name reveal at long last what what!!)

MORE IMPORTANTLY SHOULD I BE IMAGINING NOBU’S VOICE RIGHT NOW BECAUSE LMAO I AM ANYWAY BUT YEAH

(ETA: I actually think he’s going to end up being voiced by Nobuhiko whether he ends up being Kacchan or not, just because it fits right in with the general “identical in almost every way” aesthetic he’s got going on.)

TUMBLR HOW WE LIKING OUR ANGSTY ALTERNATE UNIVERSE KACCHAN?? EVERYONE HATED YOU SO MUCH BEFORE THEY EVEN MET YOU, BUT THEY FORGOT TO CONSIDER THE POSSIBILITY THAT YOU MIGHT BE HOT LMAO WHAT A TWIST

“some bright-eyed brat” oh come on. IT’S GOTTA BE HIM LOL

oh my god you all are probably TIRED AS FUCK of all my screaming but I’M SORRY IMMA HAVE TO DO IT ONE LAST TIME BECAUSE...

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

that face. that expression!! THE FACT THAT HE’S OUT HERE OPENING DOORS WITH HIS FEET, LIKE HOLY SHIT!! JUST ADMIT THE JIG IS UP ALREADY

and so they really are the ones who busted First out of his jail cell huh

so how did they know you were in the room?? why did they come and break you out?? and how, pray tell, did they know to get you to transfer OFA to them?? hmmmMMMMMMMM

oh MY GOD

you guys. oh my god. it’s too much. every last bit of it lines up exactly with the Bakuverse theory sdkjfj I’m short-circuiting. it’s really fucking happening oh my lord

HELLO SEXY ALTERNATE UNIVERSE KACCHAN WITH HIS SEXY FUCKING SCAR, FUCK YEAH WE REALLY ARE EATING GOOD THIS CHAPTER

HELL YEAH WE’RE GOING. WE’RE GOING FULL SPEED YOU GUYS. LMAO I’M SO FUCKING HYPED RIGHT NOW I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF WEFKJLDKFFFF

SO, EVERYONE, LET’S RECAP. -- ACTUALLY NO, I STARTED TO WRITE UP A LIST, BUT I IMMEDIATELY REALIZED IT REALLY JUST NEEDS TO GO IN ITS OWN THREAD. SO I MADE IT AND POSTED IT, AND NOW I’M FINISHING UP THIS HOT MESS OF A RECAP POST. SO NOW WE’RE BACK TO THIS ONE FINAL PANEL OF DEKU EATING HIS KATSU ALL SERIOUS

YES SIR. YES SIR, WE GOING, FULL SPEED AHEAD, WHATEVER, IDK WTF IS HAPPENING BUT YES!!

lol, anyways so as I said in my other post, mysterious sexy guys with tragic pasts are what bring us together as a fandom, so whatever your thoughts are on the rest of it, let’s just rejoice in that. it’s what we deserve

[softer-ua]

I was thinking about how Katsuki has never seen Deku in the hospital before and how Deku might be surprised to see him, and how that would probably hurt Katsukis feelings.

Then I decided to be self-indulgent and write the scene out. It was supposed to be short but I got super self-indulgent, because I like making Katsuki feel and making it hurt 🥰

I don’t wanna be unexpected

Deku carefully cracks open his eyes slowly taking in a dark unfamiliar ceiling and the heavy aching of his limbs, he isn’t fully cast anymore but a routine stiffness that tells him he had been.

 He’s grown used to this routine over the last year, he doesn’t even bother trying to sit up. Instead, he just scans the room the best he can from his semi-horizontal position. 

Turning his head to the left he sees an empty visiting chair and a small window letting in the city’s lights. It’s the only light the room has so it must be well into the middle of the night. 

Continuing to the right he sees a small nightstand filled with get-well cards and gifts. It brings a smile to his cracked lips, he’d most certainly cry if his body had the water to spare. 

If you told Deku a year ago that he’d get into UA he might have believed you, but never in a million years would he believe you if you told him he was on friendly terms with at least 1/3 of all of UA’s hero course students. 

Sometimes that felt like the most unbelievable part of everything. Having his idol pass his legacy to him to beat an ancient evil? Crazy but within the realm of his imagination. 

Making close friends with half his class and being at a minimum a positive acquaintance to most of his peers? It was almost unthinkable for a kid who’d spent his whole life being scorned and left out by even his teachers. 

Choked up by his feelings, Deku tries to swallow the painful lump forming in his throat. He’s worried so many people and let them down by getting hospitalized yet again. 

He’s too dehydrated to cry but he can’t help the dry cracked warble that escapes him. It takes a concentrated effort to clear his throat and not break down completely. It wouldn’t be cathartic at this moment, just painful. 

A small groan from the foot of his bed pulls his attention away from reading what he could of the cards. 

What he sees doesn’t instantly register with his groggy mind. That’s not uncommon, usually, the longer he’s out the more disoriented he is upon waking, his body might have made a full recovery but the brain takes longer to re-engage with its surroundings. 

Deku doesn’t expect to see Kacchan of all people in his hospital room at all, let alone when he first wakes up in the dead of night, but the blonde tuft of hair sticking up from a familiar orange hoodie turned makeshift pillow cradled in well-toned arms makes the figure resting over the edge of his hospital bed unmistakable 

Deku would know that pale face pinched into a grimace anywhere. 

It adds to the layer of confusion he’s grown used to as part of waking up hospitalized. It also adds a layer of dread and an equal amount of relief. Things must be pretty bad if Kacchan is here, but Kacchan is here and he looks completely whole. It’s a best worst-case scenario. 

Kacchan lets out a small grunt as he pushes his face deeper into orange cotton. Deku’s heart squeezes at the sight of the blonde's obvious discomfort. 

Kacchan should be at home sleeping in a real bed, not hunched over in a visitor chair clutching a hoodie for a pillow. 

Without thinking Deku calls out “Kacchan?”, his voice just above a whisper, a selfish part of him hopes Kacchan will stay asleep a little longer. That he’ll stay where Deku can see him and knows he’s okay. But he knows it’s selfish. So he calls again a little louder, his voice hoarse and scratchy from lack of use. 

The blonde shoots up, eyes near frantic as he looks around before red irises settle their sites on him with more concern than Deku ever remembers seeing on Kacchan. Well, at least outside a fight and directed at him.

He hopes they're not about to fight, but when it comes to Kacchans temperament… well he’d be a fool to dismiss the possibility of it. 

For a moment all Kacchan does is stare at him. It makes something cold and heavy settle in his stomach. Nothing scares Kacchan, and yet he looks completely shaken. 

“Deku? Are you really awake this time?” Katsuki tries to not make his whisper sound as desperate as he feels. There’s no point getting worked up over another dream or worse a still drug-addled Deku, but this Deku seems to recognize him for the first time, and although tired his green eyes shined with a level of coherency that’s been missing for a few days now.

Katsukis’s chest grew tight seeing it. It paled in comparison to the glimmer of brilliance that usually shone in those beautiful emeralds, but when compared to the unfocused glazed look he had been sporting the last few days? Well, Katsuki thought he just might collapse with relief. 

This is what he’d been waiting for, Deku’s been physically healed for at least 2 days now but consciously he’s been pretty touch and go. “Uh, I think so?” That’s definitely not the kinda question Deku had been expecting, but he has his own question he wants to get to before they get into that. 

Pushing through the dry burning in his throat Deku rattled off the most pressing questions. “How are you feeling? Is everyone okay? Did LOV getaway? What’s going on?” 

Annoyance flashes in Katsukis’s eyes before quieting with acceptance, of course, the nerd wants to know how everyone else is and the current status. Katsuki wanted the same when he first woke up, they were heroes in training, after all. Their own lives would always take a backseat to their self-appointed responsibilities. 

“Hold on. You sound like sh– not good.” Katsuki got up and got the nerd a cup of water and then helped him sit upright, trying to decide on what to tell him. Completely missing the way Deku flushed at his uncharacteristic gentleness. 

Katsuki decided on the bare minimum. 

“I don’t wanna talk about that sh- not good fight right now. All you need to know is that everyone is fine. You’re the only one still layed up, worrying everyone half to death. You’ve been out for almost a week, you woke up a few times but you were all loopy calling people by the wrong names.” 

Calling him by the wrong name. Deku must have said an incoherent hello to half the class only sometimes guessing who he was speaking to correctly or just talking to no one at all before immediately falling back asleep. Deku had of course asked about him more than a few times but not once did the bastard see him sitting right in front of him. 

It had taken every ounce of willpower Katsuki possessed to not throttle him, but he’d promised All Might that for the sake of Auntie Inko he wouldn’t upset the nerd. 

The pride Katsuki had just momentarily taken in thinking to get Deku water, the gentleness he took help the dweeb sit up, and managing not to swear when recounting the transgressions to boot turned ashen when he saw the way Deku shied away with guilt. 

A stubborn part of him felt righteous and believed Deku should feel guilty, a larger part felt a sense of failure in breaking his promise to All Might literally the first time he actually spoke to Deku. 

“Wait, if everyone else is okay what are you doing here?” Deku feels himself relaxing despite his guilt, contentment settling in the spaces where trepidation previously roosted, he trusted Kacchan to be honest. 

If he says everything’s fine then it is, but the lack of pressing news makes Kacchan passed out at the end of his bed even more confusing. 

The painkillers he’s on make thinking feel like everything’s ruining through Windows 95’, he can practically hear his brain's fan whirring. His mind can’t really pull up fresh thoughts, just old truths, Kacchans never visited before and he apparently has no reason to now.

Katsuki sighs as he slumps back into his chair. Deku’s still clearly confused and he isn’t sure he has the energy to repeat himself right now, then considering how he failed the first time he decides might as well try.

“Everyone is fine, everything is as fine as it can be at the moment. You’re in the hospital recovering from the fight with supercharged crusty mcdusty, but you are also apparently going to be fine” Dekus staring at him like he has two heads so he keeps talking. “The league is being dealt with, I’m not talking about the fighting until tomorrow at the earliest, neither of us is in shape for that conversation and I don’t know much myself yet”

Deku’s pinch brows and slight pout tell him he’s got questions, questions he can’t answer. Anytime he even thinks about how the fight went down he feels like he’s going to explode.

Trying to reign in every ounce of self control he possesses he slumps further in his chair rubbing his face and counts to five. Then kicks Dekus hospital bed for good measure, before speaking again.

“Deku just rest, you're clearly still out of it and I don’t wanna repeat myself a third time.” Seriously how many other ways can he say everything is, by a very loose definition, fine. How much clearer can he make it that he’s not giving anything else up?

“Uh you didn’t have to repeat yourself? I believed you the first time, Kacchan” Deku couldn’t help but feel like Kacchan was purposely misinterpreting his question, but why? It shouldn’t be a hard question, he’d really only asked to make conversation and clear up some brain cobwebs.

“Then why did you ask–“ Something ugly and broken twists in Katsuki’s gut as he slowly repeated Dekus' question in his head ‘what are you doing here’.

“I just didn’t expect to see you here if you didn’t have to be.”

Deku wasn’t, hadn’t been, asking why someone was there with him but why he, Katsuki, was there. Deku wanted to know why he was here instead of literally anyone else. Deku didn’t know that Katsuki had basically taken up permanent residence in here with him, probably couldn’t see the cot laying at the foot of his bed.

White-hot rage coursed through him in an instant, after everything they went through Deku thought he’d just ditch him to some extras in scrubs? Katsuki had a bad temper on good sleep, exhausted he was ready to put Deku back in a coma.

He struggled with the feeling of his palms heating, but the second before he felt like detonating Katsuki caught Deku’s eyes in full.

As always they show everything the nerds feeling and the familiarity soothes him in a way he can’t explain. Doesn’t ever want to explain.

It used to drive him up the wall like Deku was purposely giving him messages in a language he couldn’t read. Shoving in his face how inadequate he is in comparison.

Katsuki knows now that’s not the case and over the last few months, he’s actually been learning how to read Deku for the first time in his life.

And he’s discovering that even though it’s an advanced read for him he likes the challenge and even more he likes the victorious warmth that spreads down to his toes when he can tell just what Dekus is thinking without any words.

Right now Deku does look slightly confused and yet still so open and trusting, and his crooked shy smile proves that he is actually happy Katsukis here. His confusion is just that, confusion.

Always glad to see him, always caught off guard by his presence.

As much as the familiarity soothed the recognition hurt.

A couple of months on good terms doesn’t erase all the bad years, he knows this, he’s told himself as much a dozen-plus times.

He’s never visited Deku in the infirmary or the hospital before now.

At first just because his stubborn pride insisted that he couldn’t show weakness/care for someone else because he was above them all, that he had to constantly act like Deku was below him. Even when he recognized Deku as a rival he didn’t visit, partly because of lingering pride but mostly because he felt like he didn’t deserve to.

He was too much of a coward/slave to his pride to risk being turned away.

This time he hadn’t even considered Deku might not want him, he had just selfishly insisted he stay by his side for his own peace of mind.

To see Deku wanted him here but couldn’t understand why Katsuki would want to be here himself left his fingers feeling numb as all the adrenaline drained out of him.

Deku studied Kacchan intently, his explosive rival had turned to him and risen half out his chair looking like he was about to shout at him but when their eyes locked the words had apparently died on his tongue.

Now Kacchan was just staring at him with an unreadable expression entirely unmoving after he plopped back in his seat, never breaking eye contact. It was clear now that Kacchan hadn’t understood his question at first but now he seemed lost at how to answer.

Deku wanted to wait for Kacchan to speak but experience told him he shouldn’t hold his breath.

Besides it was late, as much as he desperately didn’t want him to go, Kacchan should be safely asleep in his own room. It’d be selfish to ask him to stay.

Kacchan probably hadn’t meant to stay as late as he did, he was just prone to falling asleep wherever he was once 9 pm rolled around. Deku knew first hand that Auntie Mitsuki had a very strict bedtime policy that had long been physically instilled into Kacchans psyche.

“Kacchan, it’s late you should head back to the dorms and get some real sleep. I feel fine.” At the sudden incredulous tweak of a blonde eyebrow, Deku rushed to elaborate, “I mean I'm of course tired, and a sore but I feel whole. This is a familiar routine for me, I’m okay.”

Katsuki thought back to what he told All Might a lifetime ago, “he never considers himself”.

Here Deku was laying in a hospital bed concerned about his sleep and knowing just what he wanted/needed to hear, that Deku was okay, straight from the source.

It’s all he’d wanted to hear for almost a week now and he had to press his lips shut into a tight line to keep the embarrassing whimper he felt clawing at his throat from escaping.

“I know that you can go to the front desk and the attendant will call for a UA shuttle, doesn’t matter the time, Todoroki has left as late as 3 am”

Oh if that didn’t have something ugly snapping its jaws and thirsty for blood inside Katsuki. At heart, he’s always been explosively petty.

As much comfort as Todoroki being almost equally worried about Deku had been over the last week anytime anyone so much as even accidentally hinted at the ways Katsuki had failed to be there for Deku before now had him seeing red.

Reminding him how others had stepped up and into the places, Katsuki felt he should have been, felt like a slap in the face. But coming from Deku the anger he felt turned inward.

Where he usually saw red, all he saw was green. Not the warm emerald hue of Deku sitting in front of him, but dark bitter jealous green.

Petulant ‘whys’ clawed at his ribs. Why did people who’d only know Deku for a year have a more prominent roles in the nerds life than he did after knowing him forever, why did Deku have to like those extras so damn much, why didn’t he realize sooner how important Deku was, why did he have to care about any of that at all, why did Deku have to bring up that goddamn candy cane, why did Deku want to send him away, why wasn’t Deku even half as desperate to stay by his side as he was, why why why?!

He voiced none of these thoughts, instead just continued staring grumpily ahead. Hoping Deku didn’t notice how heavy his breathing had gotten or how he tightened his grip on the chair's armrests.

Deku took another sip of water before continuing. “I’m happy you’re here, really, it means a lot to me.” He let a genuine full smile slip on his face, he didn’t want Kacchan thinking he wasn’t grateful for his presence.

He really was happy that Kacchan was the first person he got to see upon waking up.

Circumstantial or not the fact that Kacchan was here with him now was a deep comfort to him and a pleasant way to wake up. Usually, it was to his classmates' forced positivity or his overly fussy weeping mother and that never got easier to deal with. As confusing as the change was it was a nice one. And he told him as much.

Why did Deku always know exactly what to say to people? When he, Katsuki Bakugo, couldn’t say anything at all.

Normally the instant relief his body felt at Deku’s words just pissed him off, but tonight exhaustion took its toll.

He felt the tears he’d been fighting all week fall hot and sticky down his cheeks, embarrassment shame and guilt tinted his face a splotchy pink. When he felt the lump in his throat give way to a choked hiccup he didn’t just crack, he shattered.

Ugly sobs racked through him and he buried his face in his hands and dug his fingers into his hair.

Why was the only familiar part of this him breaking down in front of Deku? He’s known Deku his whole life. He should have been the first and last person in Deku’s hospital room every time from the very beginning if for nothing more than obligation. Any one of those times could have been the last time.

Deku would have slipped away from him, and Katsuki would have been one of the last ones to know.

He hadn’t because he knew it’d always end up like this, him blubbering like a baby over Dekus hospital bed and he couldn’t risk it before. Too desperate to keep that little voice inside him that picks apart his every sign of weakness quiet.

It never goes away and UA had made it so much louder, he couldn’t give more feed to the fire. That’s exactly what Deku does to him.

On bad days Katsuki feels the little claws of insecurity scratching at his brain comparing him to Deku, that Deku’s surpassing him because he’s weak and he’s going to get left behind, he’s going to be forgotten.

On equally bad days he surpasses Deku completely and the voice switches gears, telling him he doesn’t deserve Dekus praises. That he’s a hopeless brat with an oversized ego and Deku’s words are empty. Katsuki hasn’t earned them, and he never will, Deku’s just placating him.

Katsuki doesn’t have good days.

Why did he even care though, Deku has seen him cry a dozen times and never once has it changed anything, hell Deku cries all the time.

But Deku’s never been debilitated by crying the way he is, Deku always keeps moving like he doesn’t even notice he’s crying. But he, Katsuki, can barely breathe around his tears.

Because he’s weak and a coward and everything Dekus not. Deku’s light years ahead of him in being a better person and by proxy a better hero and he’s never going to catch up.

Delirious with exhaustion Katsukis thoughts keep spiraling out of his control, growing more and more vicious.

He doesn’t even deserve to call himself Dekus' rival, Deku’s going to leave him behind, Deku’s going to keep taking on the world by himself because he’s not strong enough to fight alongside him, Dekus going to get himself killed and it’s all his fault. He’s hyperventilating through his sobs now.

“Wha- Kacchan, what’s wrong?” Deku suppressed a small groan at stretching stiff unused muscles as his scrambled brain had him lurch forward to grasp Kacchans wrists, he can see where blunt nails dig into his scalp. Gently as he could, Deku replaces callused hands with his crooked ones.

“Hey look at me.” He lifted Kacchans head to meet his eyes and took deep slow dramatic breaths encouraging Kacchan to match his breathing. Red eyes frantically scanned his face and clutched his wrists tightly like a lifeline, desperate that Deku doesn’t pull away.

Slowly their breathing synchronized, the tears kept flowing though, Deku was certain he was crying now too but he made no move to confirm this. He just kept watching Kacchan, keeping his own breathing steady. This wasn’t the first time he’s had Kacchan match his breathing, but it is the first time he’s been this close and this obvious about it. Then again Kacchans never looked this desperate.

In the past when he’s noticed Kacchans breathing has sped up and his gaze looks far away he’ll nonchalantly sit down next to him like he hasn’t noticed Kacchans problem at all, then he’ll practice his own breathing exercises a little louder than would be considered polite. Consciously or not Kacchan follows suit.

He’d learned the tactic when he was 7 from his mom helping one of their neighbors on the way to the store, a very nice lady he called Auntie Kay. She had some kind of disorder that gave her bad anxiety and had apparently forgotten to take meds that morning and got overwhelmed by the noise. His mom used to be an assisted living caregiver before she became, well his mom, so she had experience with this kind of thing.

Later she explained what she’d been doing. That you're someone they have a long history of trusting you don’t want to get in their space, just reaffirm to them that they’re safe and try to get them to slow their breathing, focus on breathing out.

1, because It’s hard to concentrate if you don’t feel safe. 2, the human body doesn’t know if it has enough oxygen, it knows if it’s getting enough air and if it has too much carbon dioxide in it, and you breathe out carbon dioxide.

That day his mom was like a mini hero, saving the day with a smile. It made him more aware that there’s more to being a hero than just fighting villains, it’s about saving people.

He can’t fight villains from a hospital bed, he could still be there for others. He could be there for Kacchan.

After a minute he hesitantly thumbed away the freshest tears but that seemed to just make things worse as another sob racked through Kacchan and he tightened his grip on his wrists. It wasn’t until Kacchan finally spoke and he reflexively snapped his jaw shut that Deku realized he’d been making soft shushing noises.

Katsuki tightened his grip on Deku’s wrists as he choked on one last sob thinking that Deku was finally pulling away, but when he just continued to thumb his tears away and making soft little noises he let himself believe Deku wasn’t going to dismiss him again.

Katsukis never let himself be comforted like this by anyone, not even as a child, but he was too tired to fight it, too distraught to care about how selfish he’s sure he’s being, and too certain that Deku was the only thing keeping him tethered to reality.

He’s confronted his own mortality a few times this year but none of it had compared to being confronted in real-time with Dekus. Living with Deku so close to death over the last week had taken its toll on everyone but Katsuki especially had been unraveling more and more each day.

The first day he’d been ready to bring the entire hospital down if he didn’t get to Deku’s side immediately. It only got worse from there.

He’d grown more cantankerous than he’d ever been, but the fire in him had been dying out. By the time Deku first woke up and didn’t recognize him the only thing he’d say to anyone was the same mumbled shut up, only sometimes accompanied by half-hearted sparks daring anyone to try to remove him from the room.

Auntie Inko was distraught too but she had let All Might take her home after that first visit and encouraged her to rest there saying something about how no mother should have to see this side of hero work or whatever.

The doctors were probably just worried about what all those tears might do to their equipment, Katsuki certainly had been even if he hadn’t said so.

Katsuki had promised Inko he’d stay by Deku’s' side, she’d looked conflicted about something but they both silently agreed that was a discussion for another day.

Katsuki doesn’t know what to say now but desperately feels like he needs to say something.

He’s terrified it’ll all come out wrong and freak Deku out, Deku who just woke up for real for the first time! He’s terrified of saying nothing and losing his chance to say anything at all because Deku just woke up for real for the first time in a week!

Deku deserves to hear him apologize for everything, but he doesn’t feel like he’s ready to be forgiven and if Deku doesn’t forgive he doesn’t know what’ll happen to him, he may very well implode.

If Deku turns him away then the kindest thing the universe could do for him would be to ignite every nitroglycerin-soaked cell in his body and just let him go. But the universe isn’t kind and will instead make him force himself out of this room and into a UA shuttle and into a life where everything green fades into bleak gray.

“Kacchan, your muttering” Deku says with the softest smile Katsuki has ever seen, and he feels like all his broken pieces have begun melting.

Deku stays silent, thumbs rubbing gentle circles. He seems content with doing nothing more than smiling at him until the sun comes up. And Katsuki feels another sob rip through him as he forces himself to speak.

“I meant it when I told you to keep your eyes on me.” The desperation in his own voice sounds like nails on a chalkboard to him. “I want you to know to look for me, and that I’ll be there. Even outside of heroing. I want you to expect me at every turn, forever. I don’t wanna be unexpected”

Deku leans forward and Katsuki thinks he’ll stop breathing all over again until their foreheads bump together. Deku’s looking right in his eyes, and he’s so close Katsuki's eyes can barely focus on him. They just stay like that for a small eternity while Katsuki’s heart beats wildly for entirely different reasons. One’s he’s not sure he’s ready to understand.

“Okay, Kacchan”