#mahoro x reader

[thesharktanksdriver]

A wish for a happy life (romantic)

The Readers gender I’ve tried to leave ambiguous

This is being made when there’s only 4 episodes out (and I haven’t yet seen them all) so there may be inaccuracies to stuff later revealed but who cares!

I got inspiration to write this after seeing @ice-cream-writes-stuff bucchigiri fic that you can find here. Please check it out

There need to be more fanfics for this show pleaseeeeee 🙏🏻

To say you were a handful as a child was an understatement

From the moment you could remember anything your knuckles were always bruised and bloodied

Bruises littering your arms like medals of a successfully won fight

Tousled hair and busted lips

Glowering and prideful eyes daring someone to be next

Fighting was almost as natural as breathing to you back then

Speaking with your fists to get across the message of not being messed with as playground bullies ran off

Violence was all you knew as a way to get attention

Crying and begging for the orphanage attendants or preschool teachers to listen was for naught

They brushed it off

Crying was white noise

But the yelling and sounds of an arm being broken on school property was heard loud and clear

On all accounts you should’ve ended up as a delinquent

For hells sake you even started a gang at some point

On all accounts you were Someone on the “wrong” path in life fated to be some lowlife scum

It was expected of you by just about every grown up

Even looking at yourself in the mirror, busted and broken you knew how you’d likely end up

You didn’t want that but what choice did you have?

You wanted to be loved, to be seen, to have a happy life

But fate didn’t seem to have that cut out for you

…at first

But despite it all

You changed

And it all started with a woman own a small Chinese restaurant and her son

Despite your track record

The scornful look on your lips and gritted teeth as the other children lined up to be picked as you sat off to the side

That kind woman and her son saw you

The kid off to the side

The unwanted

The “trouble child”

And despite the fact they should’ve picked one of the more well behaved kids they chose you

Arajin often talks about the look on your face that day

The pure disbelief

Shock

Confusion

And most of all the tears

The expression of finally being seen for the first time in your life without having to quite literally pummeling it into someone

Your expression remained that when they brought you home

A room already made for you and left for you to eventually decorate how you want

That night laying in your new bed you vowed you’d change

You’d put your life on track

Not only for yourself but for your new family

Arajin (platonic)

Arajin can removed with a whole heart the first time he met you

It was before bringing you into the family

He was training with Matakara at the time as some older kids from some gang showed up

They were probably gonna rough them up

Arajin was ready to fight when suddenly someone beat them to the punch

“Oi! You fucking meatheads I told you to leave civ’s alone!” You stood there, a scowl on your face as the others cowered. Your eyes turned to him and Matakara, sympathy flashing through the hardened eyes of steel and diamond. The unspoken words of “I’m sorry” in them.

After that he saw you around town

Never going up to you but watching in curiosity

Maybe once upon a time he’d see you like any other punk

But that day changed something

There was compassion in your eyes

Even compassion in the way you seemed to fight for others without admitting it

He could see at heart you were a good person

Someone who fought for others because no one fought for them

He didn’t know why you did what you did until he and mom ended up at that orphanage

And in the back he saw you there

To the side with a resented sadness

Knowing you would never be picked

Never be loved

Never have a good life

His eyes connected with yours and he swears he sees them widen in that moment

You were seen

You were chosen

You could have a good life now

That night he remembers your silent sobs of joy in the next room over

The next morning he design comment on your reddened eyes and neither does mom

Both just focus on how you eat with a smile

Still a little jittery as if wondering if this was real

He pats your shoulder to remind you it is

In the months following he can’t help but smile when noticing your room grow with things of your interest

The way you seem to find clothes that properly fit you

The way in which you talk with him while cooking with mom

You grow with him

Hang out with Matakara who welcomes you with open arms

When he becomes interested in base you save up your buy him one for his birthday and when it comes yours he does the same bit with a drum set

In every way possible Arajin sees you change for the better

Perhaps your temper never went away but you know how to handle it now

Use it for good

Use it without lashing out wildly

He sees that you help mom out, call her mom too

You call him Ara, call him your brother

In every way possible you look out for him as best you can

When he looses his old physique and dream you take the place of protector instead

No matter the situation you step up for him even if his idiotic actions lead to his ass being beaten

You love him like he’s actually your brother

And he loves you the same

When moving back to the graffiti covered hometown you both were born in he can’t help but see your nervous

It’s easy to tell for him since he sees past your stoic facade

Your hands fidget

Eyes glancing from place to place

Breath getting heavy

When your shared teacher talks about the class he sees your hands fidget once more

For so long you’ve protected him

And in the moment your both in front of the class he protect you

He introduces you by his nickname for you

Your stoic face breaking a little with gratitude before he immediately sits down beside a cute girl in the back of the class

You aren’t surprised, damn horny teenage boys

The sentiment of what he did thought resonates with you though

Much more than you’d ever admit to your stupid little sleez of brother

That girl he’s looking at with goo goo eyes is trouble (also vaguely familiar)

But you’d be damned if he’d get his asskicked if you weren’t there to save him

…….later on when he ends up in a temple almost completely naked and ends up shooting both himself and you with two old ass guns you almost give him the ass kicking of the century

But fortunately for him you don’t

But unfortunately for the both of you two beings appear instead

“Ara, when we get home I’m kicking you in the ass for shooting me in the stomach”

“Just don’t kill me before I lose my virginity”

“God your a degenerate”

Senya and Astḗr (platonic)

The two Majin appear from a burst of smoke swirling smoke of red’s and purples

Two magical beings demanding to know what both your and your brothers wish was

The Majin your brother was granted is much more intimidating in nature than yours who leisurely relaxes on a cloud

Their much more and lithe androgynous appearance paired with an elegant and sly smile

Whilst Senya pokes at Arajin for being a wimp, Astḗr stares at you with interest in their golden eyes

A curious expression on their face as they examine your glare of both fear and defence

A lavender tinged hand reaches out

Your frozen in fear

And then-

“Kyaaa!! You’re such an adorable human!” The Majin wraps their arms around you, choking you in a massive hug as the other lightly laughs at their behaviour. “Ah! Mind my manners! I’m Aster, now what’s your wish?”

“Huh?…w…what?”

“What’s your wish?”

“My wish?…” you think it over for a moment before a memory plays in your head as you one night watched a shooting star “I wish happy life”

The Majin grins at that, “as you wish”

And then Arajin wishes to lose his virginity which makes you and the two Majin stare at him in both shock and disbelief

Before you them rightfully punch Arajin in the head for both shooting you and wasting a wish for literally anything in the world

Meanwhile both Majin laugh their metaphorical asses off

The Majin are only seen by you and Arajin despite Ara trying to get others to see the two

Despite the fact that you had a mental breakdown when first meeting Senya and Astḗr you become quickly used to their presence

Senya is the more battle hungry of the two, enthusiastically asking you of your past experiences once hearing you had your fair share

Despite his initial impression he seems to be quite a fun guy

He even has an almost puppy like expression at times when you explain new human things as Aster listens with a look of amazement

Speaking of Aster your Majin is seemingly the youngest

Apparently their first time even experiencing the human world

Senya has granted wishes a couple times within the span of few centuries but Aster is doing it for the first time

It leaves Senya looking on like a big brother as Aster engages with you with enthusiasm

You soon realize though that your wish for a happy life was soon much more complicated than you initially wishes

“Aster why am I seeing shojo anime sparkles?!?”

The Majin giggles “well you said you wanted a happy life right! Well I watched some of those shows your mom was watching and some fairytales and well…they seem to be living a really happy life! Plus you used to live here right? Whats more happy and romantic than reuniting with your old friends!”

As much as you like Aster your gonna strangle them

Mahoro (romantic)

The girl your brother is listing after and sits beside seems worryingly familiar to you

Even she seems to notice this as she looks your way as Ara is too love stricken to notice she’s looking behind him

It’s so odd

She rings a bell in your head yet you can’t place a finger on it

Until it’s after school and you end up at a small stationary shop selling cute stuff

Even back in your delinquent days you had a soft spot for cute stuff

It was a secret you hid in the depths of your soul for your reputation

Except to two people in particular

One of which who you gifted a small my melody keychain to match your kuromi one

In that small store you pick out the cutest stuff of your dreams without any hesitation you used to have

By the time you leave your bag is filled to the brim

It’s there you bump into that pretty girl

She looks at you with big pink eyes

And it’s there passing her you notice her my melody phone charm

It’s there you realize it’s “Mai-chan” as you used to affectionately call her

The only person you felt comfortable in talking about your love for cute things

Back in the day she used to have the biggest crush on you

She’d follow you around and cling to you like a stray puppy and glaring at anyone in a 3 feet radius

She even had the gull to argue with her big bro about being to close to you

In retrospect maybe a little obsessive but at the time she was one of the few you felt…soft with plus it was probably just puppy love

Around everyone you had to be ready for a fight

You were the ruthless leader of a gang after all

You couldn’t have to to just simply sit down and enjoy something like Sanrio

Someone but yourself to put bandaids and wrap your bruised knuckles

But with her you let your guard down

She was someone you could simply be you with

And because of that, because you were her shield and someone who would genuinely listen to her

You could simply be you and she could be herself without people just perceiving her for her looks

When you were adopted though you cut contact for everyone’s sake

Because how would she feel if she saw you were a completely different person

In some sense you were ashamed

In another you thought it was best for anyone to know

When you leave the shop she stares at the kuromi merchandise you bought

Distantly you hear her nickname for you but you pretend to ignore it

When Ara asks about his prospects with his “sweet Mahoro-chan~” you can’t help but sigh

She’s doing that old habit of luring guys in for her brother to beat up since you won’t do it anymore

You tried to warn Ara but you assume you’ll have to step in personally when the time comes

“Oni-chan! I think I saw them again! And they’re hanging out with some boy! You know what that means!”

Matakara (romantic)

The moment you stood up for him and Arajin as kids he looked up to you

Despite the fact you were the leader of those kids you clearly had morals

Even watching your fights against other kids he noticed you were honourable

And that’s something that stuck with him

Sure, it didn’t take much for you to bloody your knuckles but you didn’t play dirty

You fought fair

Sure maybe you were rough around the edges but he saw in you like Arajin a kindness

One that was on display that day and even more so when you were taken in

He didn’t know you for very long until you and your family moved but when he did it was something he’d never forget

You were more kind at heart than he imagined

When he an Arajin would train you’d alway cheer them on and have celebratory snacks ready

When he pushed himself to the limit of got hurt you’d patch him up

Washing his scrapes and putting cute little bandaids on them

He was heartbroken when you left and as were you

So it’s a surprise when he suddenly sees Arajin again

And by extension that means your back too

When you both run into each other again your much more happy than Arajin

In fact his men can hardly believe it when he’s suddenly tackled hugged by you

Never can he but he then spins you around in pure joy

All the while his men Zabu and Komao watch in awe

Before you turn your attention to them

And pause

And then turn back to Matakara with an expression which could only be described as “pissed and wanting an explanation”

So turns out he joined a gang

And turns out you don’t like that much since you then suplex him onto the ground

Of all the things he learned from you it should’ve been not to get affiliated with gangs

It’s literally what you told him and Ara everyday

But nope, this block headed puppy dog did the one thing you told him not to do

Zabu and Komao almost attack you if not for Matakara laughing it off

Even if your upset with his decision he’s at least happy that your still the same you

Temperamental but compassionate

Sturdy yet gentle

Stoic and emotional all at the same time

He asks if sometime you’d like to have lunch or train at the dojo his relatives own and you agree

But only if it’s non gang related and he smiles

Zabu and Komao can practically see hearts buzzing around him and the gentle look in his eyes as you leave

They can’t really blame him for it either

“Other than joining a gang (which I’m still upset about) what have you been doing?” You ask sitting down beside him with your bento box and his. Mom made one specially for him

“Well I’ve been training. Arajin may have given up but I haven’t, it seems like you still train too” he says with the same kind smile as usual

You feel yourself get a bit flustered at that “how else am I supposed to keep that idiot brother of mine safe. I swear he walks into danger sometimes” at that Matakara laughs in agreement.

Marito (romantic)

Back when you started your gang there was only ever one person that ever came close to your strength and that was Marito

When you had defeated him it was as if he became a parasite that latched onto you (you say this lovingly and out of annoyance)

He had stuck with you like glue and became your right hand man

Quite literally helping you claw your way to the top of the metaphorical food chain

Marito and his sister were the only two people at the time that saw you for who you were

Saw where you’d slink back off to at night

Saw how utterly hopeless and alone you felt

You were strong yes, that’s what drew him to you in the first place

It was (as he says) “love at first fight”

But beyond that he began to see the person who did his sisters hair

Gave other tips In how to throw a proper punch

Allowed their mask to break In his presence and crumble

It made him grow to love you more

Respect you more

And most importantly grow to care for you despite your inability to properly see it

Despite what you thought so many people respected and looked up to you

Him included

For fucks sake his own sister got jealous when he once had to carry you or when your attention was on him too much

You didn’t see this though, perhaps couldn’t with the constant feeling of invisibility and insecurity instilled into you at birth

It’s because of this that one day you seemingly disappeared and left a note saying you gave up your position as leader to him

It hurt

It hurt a lot more than he wanted to admit

everyone felt your absence, him and Mahoro especially

But despite that Marito never gave up on trying to find you

He would get it through your thick head one way or another that he cared for you

That he loved you damn it

And if there was one thing people would agree on about Marito is was that he never gave up on something

Especially for someone he loves

So when years pass he’s still looking for you when something catches his attention

His sister mentions that she thought she saw you

It seems you were back

And with a guy? Who was also once again wrapped around her finger

He wasn’t surprised at that but moreso you were with someone

So maybe after that he got a little bit heated more than usual when interrupting Mahoro’s “date” with him to beat the shit out of him

And maybe he does get a little obsessed with his punch

And then you show up with that beautiful stoic and cold look on your face as you give him your famous combo moves

And he falls in love with you all over again

I mean how can he not?

Especially when he punch back and you simply spit the blood out to the pavement

And how can he not be jealous when you go help Arajin before realize through a now pissy Mahoro (upset he got to be within 4 feet of you) that’s your brother

From the look on his face of lovesick and determined you can’t help but feel a bit nervous in class with Arajin as Mahoro practically looks behind you and you hear some footsteps quickly approaching your classroom

“Looks like big boss is back in town! I wonder how long I’ll need to fight them to get it in their thick head how much I love them” he says kicking his feet as newer members look in confusion. The older one though know

“Oni-chan you better not hog them from me!” A huffy Mahoro grumbles

You really wish you could’ve wished for something else

Your having the feeling Arajin wishes the same

It seems they were right about having wishes always turn out in the worst of ways

Senya and Astḗr don’t seem to be doing it maliciously but rather out of obliviousness

But maybe it was both your faults for not asking for a straight forward wish from two entities that haven’t interacted with humans for centuries (or for in Astḗr’s case ever)

[i-want-men-i-cant-have]

theres two episodes of bucchigiri rn

theres one fanfic of bucchigiri rn

theres at least twelve characters in bucchigiri rn

the math isn’t mathing.

at this point i’ll write my own fics

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

•▪︎Modest Violet•

- "In Christianity, violets are sometimes associated with the Virgin Mary's humility and purity."

Bucchigiri!?! / Reader

[You and Arajin didn't expect to meet a genie. ]

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Arajin Tomoshibi / Senya

The two of you eye the classroom, bowing politely. You glance at Arajin and freeze, his eyes trained on a lone girl who had a listless expression. You look away, frowning meekly.

You and Arajin had been given a strange fate.

Chased by gangsters, running into a shrine as he found gun inside.

Yet as he pressed the trigger, you were grazed by the bullet as it lodges itself in his head.

You stood frozen as the genine.. Or, Senya for short. Had circled his body around your frightened form. Yet he grins in a friendly manner, meeting your unsure gaze.

You and Arajin eagerly question the genie and realize he was stuck with you, too.

Yet when Arajin told his wish, the thought of Mahoro Jin in his mind...

"Hmm.. What is it you wish for..?"Your eyes widen, mouth parting slightly as you trace the bandaid on your cheek. "Your friend wants to lose his virginity." Senya stated as you blink, face blank but nodding.

You knew your wish..

"I-I..." You take a timid breath of air, making sure Arajin wasn't in the room, you spoke.

Senya watches eagerly as your gaze became... Determined.

"I... Want to fall in love."

-

Matakara Asamine

"... (Y/N)?"

You pause in your footsteps, turning around. Facing the familiar teen in quiet suprise. "Matakara..."

Meeting your old childhood acquaintance, which shocked you.

You smile strainfully as his eyes shine intensely

His friends smile as they eye you as well, whispering to each other

"Ah, I can't belive this shrimpy-chick is Matakara's-" "-Shuuush! I wanna see this play out!"

You watch as your friend turns away and throws a look at his friends. Senya yells excitedly in your ears.

You gulp, walking away quickly.

He calls out your name urgently, yet you just start running as Senya screams.

"Oi! Why are you running!" Senya screams as you run into the girls' restroom. Holding your chest, breathing heavily.

-

Marito Jin

"Eh~?" The leader drawls out, gazing at your features. But.. You didn't back down, merely holding out your arms to block Arajin from his sights.

You really didn't want your friend to go on that date with Mahoro...

You made yourself sick with worry, so..

"Follow them!" Senya exclaimed brightly, poking at your shoulder as he pushes you after them.

Leading you into the situation of hiding in bush as you watched Arajin and Mahoro on their date..

Senya kept giving you pep-talks as you try to focus your brain on anything else.

That was until.. Mahoro' brother showed up.

"Ha..." Marito breathes out, the fierce look you had given him.. It was raw, as if your eyes managed to land a hit on him.

Senya couldn't help but smirk, enjoying your confidence.

Before aiding Arajin into fighting the green haired delinquent.

Unfortunately, you as well.

"What is it exactly you wish for...?" Senya yells as you and Arajin scream together.

"I want to lose my virginity!"

"And..?"

With a small breath, you join.

"I want to fall in love!"

-

[This Fandom needs fan-fics! So.. If anyone is interested in me writing for this again! Let me know! I might even make this a series! What other characters should I add? Let me know!]

[mochilovesbuffmen]

Bucchigiri?! x Reader

Some silly hcs when you're his s/o

Part Two w Outa and Matakara<3

Reader is GN!

Shindo

✓ I actually imagine you were a freshman at the school when you met Shindo ✓ you only knew him from afar since back then he liked to keep to himself, always shy and quiet around everyone ✓ things changed when you joined Minato Kai ✓ you were training with the other members when Ken came around with a new member ✓ you instantly recognized Shindo ✓ making your move on getting to know him you two spend a lot of time together (you constantly pestered him) ✓ he slowly opened up to you and you helped him woth becoming stronger as well ✓ when the incident happened where he got banned from Minato Kai you two lost contact even though you tried to find him again ✓ a while later Shindo showed up before you one day, completely changed ✓ explained his plans to you bc you still have a special place in his heart ✓ you tried to warn Ken but it was already too late when the fight started ✓ after the fight (and Shindo getting his ahh handed to him) he surprisingly stuck around you ✓ but not in a nice way, that mf was everywhere you went (or you swore it was a curse and you were the one constantly running into him) ✓ you knew everything that was happening with Senya and Ichiya because Shindo doesn't keep his voice down while ranting about them every chance he gets ✓ from then on you two were a duo (unintentionally)

Arajin

✓ plssss the only way you'd (hopefully) ever fall for this guy is when you knew him before ✓ like you were chilling with Matakara and Arajin everyday when you were kids ✓ watched them train to become Honki people omg ✓ but that day young Matakara got beat up by this group of kids you weren't around because of a family emergency ✓ you only ever heard Matakaras side of story of why he suddendly moved without saying goodbyes ✓ you two missed him everyday from them on but you had quiet a lot on your hands with rebel Matakara anyways (can't blame ya) ✓ when Arajin moved back and joined your school you were actually ecstatic ✓ you finally had your childhood crush Back after all ✓ Arajins eyes lit up for a bit and you could see a blush on his cheeks when he saw you for the first time when you went to greet him ✓ his happiness quickly dropped tho and he was acting cold towards you, kinda like he's hella uncomfy in your presence (Zabu wanted to beat shrimps ahh everytime he saw you sad bc Arajin ignored you again ✓ and this is how it went ✓ with you (and Matakara) trying to talk to him but he blocked you both out help ✓ you never thought you'd actually be jealous of Mahoro out of all people srs ✓ "I need to find my darling husband. I'm so worried about him." "Honestly, what do you see in that guy?" "He makes me laugh." -Y'alls energy ✓ anyways, i believe you two come together after the whole ideal with Matakara and Ichiya is done. ✓ you were the first one there to hug him&taking care of him and the way he finally seemed to care about you and Matakara made you happy ✓ you have the old Arajin finally back ✓ he still tried to ask Mahoro out w the stone and she rejected (obv) you swooped in and offered him to go on a date. ✓ with no guilt haunting him he was able to see you as you and man was SMITTEN ✓ have fun with a sweaty and awkward diarrhea bomb crushing on you ✓ tbh prepare for him to stare and be interested in other women too (if you can't beat em join em and now you both look at women you find pretty but You're much more smooth with it) ✓ will gift you your personal carved stone with yours and his initials <3 ✓ wear his shirts plsssss he loves it sm ✓ he can COOK and this WELL! Definetly would spoil you with food ✓ he hates fighting but still will protect you (as much as he could) ✓ pls hit him when he tries those cringy romantic shit on you ✓ oh also his momma would absolutely ADORE YOU

KOMAO

✓ HES MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE ✓such a sweetheart omg ✓ BUT he'll tease the shit outta you if you give him the opportunity ✓ he's so clingy and touchy so expect him to randomly hug you or hold onto you ✓ PIGGY BACK RIDES!!! Both ways! Prefers if you carry him and he'll compliment you sm�� ✓ prolly has really funny pet names for you too ✓ he straight up asked you out a few days after meeting you ✓ is not above pestering you until you say yes anyways ✓ absolutely loves it when you hold his face in your hands ✓ greeting him every morning means running towards each other and him spinning you (or you him, it can go both ways) ✓ lots of holding hands and hugging to the point Zabu groans loudly out of

[notchesandbullets]

She’s Mine (Protective!Bakugou x Punk!Tattooed!Reader) feat. Erasermic

Warnings: racism, implied homophobia (not by anyone in the main cast), sexism, discrimination/discriminatory behavior, Modern!AU, Aged-Up!AU, features Bakugou’s parents, Erasermic, Kota, Eri, Mahoro, Katsuma and all of Class A defending you when insults start to fly.

Synopsis: This is not the first time you’re seeing Bakugou’s family but it is the first time you’re meeting his grandmother, who is not the best company to be around. He comes to your defense after you stand up for yourself and he had no qualms about sticking his face in the old hag’s because he’d be damned if he lets anyone talk to you like that. You’re his.

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“Y/N’s here!!!” Mitsuki called over her shoulder as she threw the front door wide open before you could even ring the doorbell.

Her son had texted her that you two were on their way and she was eager to see you. With the job and your relationship with her son, you two were busy bees and didn’t come around as often anymore. 

Which is why she insisted that her stubborn son at least come around for his birthday since it only happened one day out of the year. Then he could continue doing whatever it was that he was doing. 

Luckily, you were on her side and helped convince him to go just this once.

You laughed at the pitter-patter of tiny feet scampering across the cherry hardwood before dropping everything to catch the little kid that tunneled into your legs. 

“Y/N!!! You’re back!!!”

Eri’s ruby red eyes sparkled with joy as she clung to your legs.

“I missed you!!!” She shouted excitedly, hugging your knees tight.

You giggled, resting a hand on top of her head. “I missed you too, munchkin.”

Bakugou snorted behind you and you were reminded of his presence. “Oi, brat. Are you going to let us in or what?”

Eri stuck her tongue out at him childishly before dashing back inside, a trick she learned from her big brother Izuku, doubling back to grab your hand and hauled you inside with her. You casted a glance over your shoulder at your boyfriend but he shrugged, giving you the go-ahead.

He would catch up to you two troublemakers later. Besides, he knew you would want to see all the kids first. 

Kota, an orphan whose extended family gave him up for adoption, along with the siblings, Mahoro and Katsuma, were all under Aizawa’s guardianship.

After he adopted Eri, it sort of just snowballed until he was in too deep. He told Mic repeatedly that it wasn’t his fault that he had a soft spot for orphans.

His husband had merely shook his head with a laugh and hoisted Katsuma up higher so that he could reach the cupcakes they were going to sneak behind his back before dinner.

Mitsuki closed the door behind him as her son kicked off his shoes. 

“She gets that from me.” She said proudly as she gazed lovingly at Eri. She loved having her around the house. 

Since Aizawa and Mic lived relatively close, they came over often since she was feeling rather lonely with an empty nest.

Bakugou snorted. “Yeah, no shit.”

His mother glared at him for his language but didn’t reprimand him like she normally would and his eyes turned into hateful slits.

“Don’t tell me—” He started, gritting his teeth.

“They’re here.” She said with a heavy sigh.

Bakugou cursed vehemently under his breath, his brow furrowing deeply as he fought to control himself. He was banking on them not making an appearance today. 

His grandparents on his dad’s side, though he adored his grandad and thought the world of him, he absolutely could not stand his grandmother. 

She was racist, sexist, had limited views on literally everything and would raise hell if she didn’t get her way and she was a huge pain in his ass.

Even his own mother couldn’t stand her and that was saying something because she tolerated everyone to some degree, despite her odd love language when it came to him. 

They were both shit at communicating but it had gotten better as he got older. 

Now, the worst things that happened were spats here and there when they disagreed but his mother was usually good about backing off if she felt he could make the right decision for himself, which wasn’t often but it was better than none. 

Bakugou strolled inside and his eyes softened for a second when he saw you playing with Mahoro, Kota sitting on your lap as Eri was climbing all over Midoriya. You four were currently playing Monopoly and Eri exclaiming in shock as she realized she was losing since the devious Kota was slowly claiming more and more property.

“Haha!!” He cackled, rubbing his hands together evilly. “You landed on the purple one!!”

“No fair!!” Eri protested. “I don’t have enough money!!!”

“Too bad!!”

“Deku-niichan.” Eri cried, her eyes watering and you nearly fell over laughing as he frantically tried to get her to stop crying. 

The rest of his old class from college was already here, as per his mother’s request and Kirishima’s invitation.

Shinsou, Tsuyu, Todoroki and Iida were all near the food, the previous class rep serving drinks even though it wasn’t his job to play host. 

Tokoyami was currently engaged in a conversation with his dad and as Bakugou spun around the room, he realized every last one of his old classmates had shown up.

It was fucking crowded in his house. 

But the spark of joy he felt diminished the instant he saw his grandmother and he scowled, straying to your side almost protectively as her eyes burned into his back. 

This. 

This was why he didn’t fucking want her here. He didn’t want her to rain judgement upon the person who had won over his heart.

No way in hell.

Look, you weren’t fragile by any means. Your heart was filled with a healthy amount of self-esteem and you had built up your walls to protect yourself against people who had something to say about your many tattoos or piercings, yet you still were the kindest soul he had ever met. 

It was in the way you walked and interacted with people, a genuine smile always present on your features as you gave them more respect than most would give you upon first glance.

Bakugou knew you could handle yourself but you shouldn’t have to with his own fucking relatives. That shit was messed up. 

You glanced at your boyfriend out of the corner of your eye and your gaze dropped down to where his hands were clenched into fists, jaw locked tight and you sigh, softly urging Kota to get up and continue playing with Mahoro and Katsuma until you got back.

The boy grumbled but did as you asked, easily getting swept up in the competition of the game as you drifted to Bakugou’s side.

“I know that look,” You murmured into his ear, your hand covering his as you ignored the idle chatter coming from your friends and family around you. “What’s wrong?”

Bakugou clenched his teeth and debated about it for a second.

“Nothing.” He spat out eventually, choosing to deal with the old hag himself and you let him go when he stomped off, knowing that Kirishima or Kaminari would handle whatever it was that just happened if he didn’t want to talk to you about it. 

Momo greeted you warmly and a smile slipped onto your face as though it had never left. 

You hadn’t bothered to dress all that nice or different from your usual getup, feeling more comfortable in leather and all black that looked like you just came from a rock concert but you got the feeling that not everyone was feeling it as much as Jirou was when she came over to compliment you on your fashion taste.

Shoji and Koda each greeted you respectively and before you knew it, the catered dinner arrived and it was finally time to eat. The judging look you had been aware of from someone you didn’t recognize passing by as you brushed it off as unimportant and focused on helping Mitsuki set the table. 

You clapped your hands gleefully when Eri pitched in to help, complimenting her on how well of a job she did as she finished and you beamed at her when she smiled up at you.

Of course, Aizawa needed to help her since he didn’t want her to stand on a chair and lose her balance but it was easy enough to lift her up. She wasn’t that big yet. 

He had already told Mic he was dreading the day when she would grow up and have to leave home to start her own life and his husband patted him on the back sympathetically, reassuring him that it wouldn’t be the end of the world. 

They loved their children and their children absolutely adored them. 

You had told them as such on more than one occasion since they got insecure that they weren’t adequate parents but you reassured them that they were perfectly imperfect.

They put their kids’ health, safety and happiness before everything else and did everything they could for them. 

You wished your own parents had done that for you. 

As soon as you set down the place settings for everyone and called everyone in for dinner, they flooded the huge dining table that overflowed into the living area to accommodate everyone. 

Bakugou had left for a second to grab something from his old bedroom, promising to be back right away and you reassured him that you would be fine. 

You were barely into helping Mic convince a stubborn Kota to take a spoonful of green beans onto his plate, Shinsou helping Aizawa with Mahoro’s vegetable serving, when a throat cleared itself loudly.

The lively chatter died all around the table died down as grey eyes pierced your own and you stiffened but held your ground. 

You knew that look, you had seen it too many times. 

The older woman opened her mouth and spoke.

“So, you’re my grandson’s girlfriend?” She enunciated, looking you up and down from where she was sitting at the head of the table, her hands setting down her knitting project to glare at you. “I don’t see why he’s dating you.”

The expressions of shock at her vulgar words made several of your friends angry in your defense, Iida and Todoroki trembling in anger and Mina’s eyes narrowed as she dropped her happy-go-lucky personality in favor of ripping her a new one. 

But before any of them could act, she was continuing evenly.

“For someone who doesn’t know how to dress properly and looks like that, I mean, it’s already bad enough that your skin is that color, my dear, and you’ve ruined it even further with those ugly things.” She spat, unaware of the wrath she was evoking from every single person in the room. 

Kaminari’s electric eyes glowed as he saw red. “Bad enough?” 

“Excuse me?” Shoji seethed with unparalleled anger rising up in his chest, a rare sight for the normally calm and collected man.

Jirou, Ochako and Momo were furious at the way she was talking down to you and they shared a look amongst themselves, communicating wordlessly that this wasn’t going to be allowed to get out of hand any longer.

Kirishima was visibly shaking and even the normally shy Koda was fuming in his seat, openly glaring at the elderly woman who spewed insults at you. 

A chair scraped back as Midoriya shot up but you shook your head, holding your finger up to your lips as you subtly gestured for everyone to hold back. 

Aizawa’s nostrils flared from where he was covering Eri’s ears while several of his former students took care of the rest of the kids to make sure they wouldn’t hear this.

To their horror, the grandmother wasn’t even close to being done as she pointed a gnarly finger at you.

“Your job as a girl is to stay in the kitchen and attend to your husband. To even think you’re worth anything if you weren’t involved with my grandson is absurd.” She hissed at you venously, her skewed ideals rooted deeply in her beliefs and how she was raised. “You are a disgrace to even breathe the same air as someone like me.”

“Mother!!”

Bakugou’s father frantically tried to amend what had been done and Mitsuki was about to yell at her but you stopped her. 

Everyone’s eyes turned on you as you took a deep breath. 

“I’m sorry you feel that way, but I won’t apologize for being who I am.” You said quietly but firmly, failing to notice someone coming down the stairs and overhearing your steady words as they flowed from your lips like honey. 

Not tricks. Just genuine sympathy, like you didn’t even hear her say all those horrible things to you. 

It was supposed to be your boyfriend’s day and you weren’t going to ruin it for him in the same manner that she had just done. 

“I understand what you’re saying, but don’t you think that we should be allowed to love who we love?” 

You inclined your head slightly, allowing a sliver of the emotion you felt to slip onto your face as you glanced pointedly as Aizawa and Mic.

After you noticed her staring so openly at you, you also noticed that she would scowl whenever the two men would walk in the room and play with their kids and while you would take whatever she was going to throw at you, you weren’t going to tolerate the same for them.

They didn’t deserve that.

Holding up your arm, you inspected the ink running up and down the length of it. “As for my appearance, my style is my own. I don’t recall asking for your opinion.”

There were a couple of snickers from Jirou, Kaminari, Sero and Mineta as you put her in his place and Todoroki leaned back in his seat, gazing up at you proudly as you stood your ground without firing any hate back at the old woman. 

Hagakure clapped her hands jubilantly as a few cheers of agreement sounded around from the table but you had one more thing to say. 

Your eyes softened. “I understand how you may feel about me, but I don’t need your acceptance. I love myself just as I am and if Katsuki ever feels differently about me and we split, then we’ll split. But please do not judge my love for him based on how you believe I should be. I am who I am and I won’t ever apologize for that.”

“And you never fucking have to.”

Bakugou strolled into the dining area, smirking at the old hag who had the nerve to look shocked at his appearance. Of course she would be so fucking disgusting to say something this horrible to you when he wasn’t within earshot. 

Bitch. 

Blood relations didn’t excuse behavior. 

Narrowing his vermilion eyes at his grandmother, he faced her head on as he took your hand into his. 

“She’s my fucking girlfriend.” He declared, tenacity and stubbornness dripping off of his tone as he snarled at his grandmother. “And if you ever speak to her like that again—”

He nodded in time to Mic and Aizawa, the men who had mentored him and taught him almost everything he knew. 

“Or either of them, including the rest of these shitheads, I’ll fucking kill you.”

The veiled threat hung in the air and you squeaked as Bakugou abruptly dragged you to the front door.

“Where are you going?!” Mitsuki cried out, worried that you both were going to leave without eating anything and she was sad to think that her mother-in-law had driven you away.

Bakugou gnashed his teeth at the confused clamour that arose from his classmates. “Out!! We’ll be back later!!”

You could hardly get a word in edgewise as he dragged you all the way out to the car after barely giving you enough time to put on your shoes.

“Katsuki!! What—”

Your bewildered protests were interrupted as he whirled around and kissed you hard. You melted into his touch as his hot palms settled on your hips, pulling you flush against him. Whining softly when he pulled away, you panted as he breathed hard against you, his exhales fanning out over your face.

You were in a daze as he led you to the car, buckling you in before he got in the driver’s seat. 

And he drove, taking a detour that would take him towards the countryside where there were no people, no places, just you and him. 

Just how he liked it. 

The painted lavenders and pale pinks of the setting sun faded to midnight black with stars twinkling high above you as you cruised around for hours before he finally spoke. 

“I’m sorry.” He apologized quietly and you immediately grabbed his hand that wasn’t currently occupied with steering.

“No!! You don’t have anything to apologize for—”

“Yes I do.”

His grip tightened on the steering wheel a fraction as he slowly explained that if he had told you earlier about what she was capable of instead of ranting to his best friend like an idiot, maybe he could’ve—

“Katuski.”

Your soft murmur brought him back down to planet Earth and you shook your head firmly. 

“It’s not your fault.” You told him without wavering once as he brought the car to a stop just at the edge of the trail. “I don’t blame you at all.”

Bakugou slammed his hand against the steering wheel angrily. “Yes it fucking is!!!”

He ranted and he ranted about how he had come downstairs only to hear his own flesh and blood spitting those vile insults that you didn’t deserve at all. 

You didn’t deserve it at all.

You were quiet when he finished and when his chest was heaving with the spent rage he had aired out, you asked, “Feel better?”

“Like hell I do!!!” He snapped at you, about to go off again when he noticed the bemused expression on your face. “What the fuck, dumbass?”

You tilted your head in confusion. “Huh?”

“Why the hell aren’t you bothered at all?” He questioned, genuinely flabbergasted. 

Eyes clearing in understanding, you traced the back of his hand with your fingers. “Because it doesn’t bother me.”

At the sight of Bakugou opening his mouth, you hurried out, “I mean, do you really think someone like that gets to cut me down? Her words don’t mean anything to me.”

You hesitated and opened yourself a little bit, trusting him not to take advantage of your weakness because while her words stung in the moment, it was nothing your heart couldn’t come back from. But…

“If you were to say them, it would hurt a lot more, but I don’t think you would— eep!!”

You yelped as he dragged you over to his seat, yanking at the seatbelt that got in the way, but pulled you to his chest once he released the safety clip.

“Never.” He breathed against your hair, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. “I would fucking never.”

You closed your eyes. “I know.”

There, in his car, you two stayed in a tight embrace under the stars until you it got late enough that you insisted you should go back and at least spend the rest of the time with your friends, which, if their sleeping schedules hadn’t changed since college, there was a good chance almost all of them would still be up.

So Bakugou drove you both back, his heart a little more at ease after he got to hold you close and be alone with you. 

That was all he wanted.

Well… He thought to himself as he unconsciously brushed his left hand over the small velvet box that had been hastily stuffed in his pocket the second he grabbed it from his room.

That and one other thing.

[makethiscanon]

🎶🌞👀🤲 for the ask game?

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

Of course! Music is my imagination's lifeblood. I tend to listen to emotive scores from movies and video games, but once in a while I'll find a song with lyrics that really speak to me. It's usually the songs that speak of finding somewhere to belong, or that things can change with enough belief.

At the moment, I've got 'There's a Place for Us' by BYU Noteworthy (originally by Carrie Underwood) on loop for inspiration.

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

Last thing at night or very first thing in the morning while the world (and my head) is quiet. Once there's too much stimulation in front of me, be it sound or distraction, I can't keep my thoughts together enough to concentrate, so I do my best work in moments of peace.

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

Oh no. Not my mountain of WIPs 😂 I've been writing a self-indulgent piece recently to wind down after work, where nothing much really happens.

It's actually an Animal Crossing/My Hero Academia crossover, but it's an iyashikei fic (there's no English word equivalent, but it's a genre of writing in japan known as a slice of life story with healing properties for its calm and tranquil atmosphere).

Basically reader lives on an island with my 2 favourite villagers, Goldie & Sherb, plus Ojiro, and it's all about them growing the island into a beautiful place to live for Tom Nook. 0 drama. 0 tension or angst. Lots of peaceful fun.

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

I've picked a different WIP from the last question so there's some variety. This is actually a snippet from my introductory fic for Mimi Mahoro, the shy horror queen:

“Attention, everyone. We have a new student joining us today.”

Aizawa’s voice rippled out over the general hum of Class 1-A at the beginning of morning homeroom.

As class transfers were rare and school transfers were almost unheard-of, the announcement shut everyone up at once. Gossiping ceased and even idle notebook-doodling halted.

Holding his students’ undivided attention, Aizawa raised an arm towards the door to welcome someone inside. The class remained still, their curiosities gluing them to their seats with their lips sealed shut.

“This is Miss Mahoro. Transferring mid-semester can be daunting, so please make her feel welcome and included.”

The door opened. Excitement built. Midoriya pulled out his notepad to take notes, and everyone sat up straighter in anticipation.

But no one came in. The collective excitement quickly slipped to confusion. Aizawa cleared his throat then gestured to the door again as if to urge the person inside.

Finally, after what seemed like a very long pause, a girl shuffled into the room. She kept her head low, clinging to the back wall like her life depended on it. But despite the clear bout of nerves, she made it all the way to Aizawa’s desk then held onto it like a lifeline, lifting her head to finally meet the class’s collective gaze.

“I’m M—M-Mimi Mahoro. L-looking forward to working with- with you.”

Her voice was so incredibly quiet and jittery that it barely reached past the first row of desks.

In comparison to many of her new classmates, Mahoro didn’t leave much of an impression. Perhaps her only discerning feature was her long, brown hair, as there was enough of it to style into thick pigtails with ample extra billowing freely down her back and shoulders. Heavy bangs hid the left side of her face, and her pale, almost sickly skin suggested that she had been a NEET until very recently.

It was customary to offer up information about oneself during an introduction, but as Mahoro seemed to have used up all her inner strength just to say her name, Aizawa stepped in on her behalf. Those in the front row could see she was shaking like a leaf.

“Thank you, Miss Mahoro. If you would like to take your seat, you’ll be just behind Mister Midoriya.”

Dutifully, Midoriya raised his hand to show her where to sit.

Mahoro nodded, looking a little less panicky after being relieved of her public speaking duty. She bowed to the class then kept her head low as she weaved between the desks, making a beeline for her chair. Once she was seated, she immediately looked out the window to prevent any accidental eye-locking.

Her classmates did indeed turn to look at her, but Aizawa cleared his throat to garner their attention.

“Furthermore, I have news regarding your midterms."

A collective groan rose up amongst the students. With the prospect of getting to know their new classmate, the last thing they wanted to do instead was think about their impending failure on the upcoming exams.

“Groan all you want. You might be ahead in terms of practical work, but your scores on the mock written tests tell me there’s still a lot to do. We’ll be shifting class-time to focus on theory over practical, and I sorely suggest you find study groups during free periods. Some of you will benefit from them more than others.”

He did not try to hide the way his gaze fell on Kirishima, Kaminari and Ashido. The latter chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of her pink head.

“Roger dodger, sir.”

As Aizawa returned his attention to the rest of the class, Ashido’s shoulders sagged. Kaminari leaned over to pat her consolingly on the back, as he was equally deflated for knowing he was part of the Bad Scores Brigade again.

“Yaomomo might tutor us, if we ask nicely?”

“Let’s buy her chocolates as a bribe.”

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Thank you again for another fun set of asks! ♡

[nekoma-hoe]

~my rules for requests~

the fandoms:

-haikyuu

-boku no hero academia

the characters i will write for:

haikyuu

-karasuno: daichi, sugawara, asahi, nishinoya, tanaka, tsukishima, yamaguchi, kageyama, hinata, kiyoko, yachi, ukai, saeko, and natsu (only platonic cause if its not you fucking disgusting)

-nekoma: kuroo, yaku, lev, kenma, and alisa.

-seijoh: oikawa, matsukawa, iwazumi, hanamaki, and kentaro.

-date tech: aone (and maybe futacoochie)

-fukurodani: bokuto and keiji.

-shiratorizawa: tendou, goshiki, ushijima, and semi.

-other: sakusa, atsumu, osamu, suna, and kita.

my hero academia

-ua students: mina, tsuyu, ochaco, deku, bakugo, todoroki, kaminari, sero, kirishima, jiro, momo, and mineta (i would gladly write for him for reasons tba) pony, monoma, itsuka, tetsutetsu, tamaki, mirio (even tho i lowkey hate him), nejire, hitoshi and mei.

-other students: inasa and camie.

-ua teachers: aizawa, presentation micheal, midnight, ms joke.

-pro heros: endeavor, hawks, mirko, mountain lady, fatgum, ragdoll, nana shimura.

-villains: stain, shigaraki, dabi, toga, twice, kurogiri, and any of the nomus

other: yokumira mera, eri, kota, mahoro, katsuma (all four will be platonic), mitsuki, inko, and rei.

i will write:

-character x reader

-character x character

-character x oc

-oc x oc (circumstances change for each ask)

-fluff 

-angst

-smut thats probably not going to be very detailed unless thats what you want which i can try.

-polyamory 

headcanons:

-three or four characters

oneshots:

-one character

imagines/drabbles/scenarios:

-two or three characters

a/n: if you request something, i might not finish with it right away. if im rushed at times, it will ruin what im doing so please try to be patient. also this is a first time for me to be writing so all feedback, good or bad is appreciated. i apologize if anyone has a problem with the way i characterize the characters. also i feel like i write headcanons the best.

[pityslash]

IN THE WATER. chapter five

SHIP: bakugo x fem reader

A/N: sorry for the long wait! i hope it isn’t disappointing, i’m sure yall wanted a sweet happy ending sooo tw character death lol 💀💀

TAGLIST: @smashboxgirl26

　　V. WHEN THE LAST HOPE RUNS OUT

katsuki was in the kitchen putting a small portion of food away, dirty dishes in the sink. “the kids already ate..” he was quick to ask the usual questions, and you answered. “i ran into more revenants today. they’re wandering outside again.”

if you ignore it, maybe it will disappear.

“i know. that’s what i wanted to talk with you about—“ you suddenly took a sharp breath, loud enough to cut him off. it was like a gasp, so natural he almost could have ignored it.

"what was that?" he straightened up, leaning to grab your shoulder. you got cleaned up and dressed in clean(er) clothes when you got back, taking a bath, but he saw the blood.

then he noticed mahoro, peeking around the corner. she was always the one to tattletale or run and tell him things around the house, but now she was keeping her distance.

katsuki tugged at your leg and you turned away, afraid of what he would say. he felt an unpleasant coil in his stomach, and he stared, as if he had never seen you before. “what did you do?”

his tone said it all, and you wanted to cry. “fucking shit, why didn’t you say something? get up, you’re staying in the other room and— y/n?”

the light in your eyes goes out of focus, dimming the way the sun does as it sets, and it makes him realize death still loomed over. it isn’t bound to outer walls. katsuki yells your name and then everything goes black.

his heart pounding the entire way back, buildings turned into trees and the city disappeared. katsuki fell silent and only the sound of breathing could be heard, because that’s all he could do.

white blankets crunched under heavy boots and his legs burned, or maybe it was the cold, but it felt like he was being strangled by his own neck.

it was snowing outside. really, truly snowing.

ever since that day, it had been tense and uncomfortable. the long, treacherous journey north, just the two of you. it was hard, finding out you were infected and only had a certain amount of time. you and me, katsuki thought, how it started.

the air was freezing on your skin, not at all prepared for the weather, red and bruised. that one on your arm has gotten bigger..

flakes fall from the sky and you dare look out the window, you are so cold.

the sound of footsteps made your heart skip into your throat and close your eyes, squeezing a fist as tingles numb your fingertips. katsuki slammed the door behind him, kicking off his boots and the snow was already starting to melt on the beautiful wood flooring.

“there you are.”

you greet him softly, tired from just boiling water —katsuki told you to start melting snow while he was out. the amount you melted wasn’t enough, he sighed. katsuki had been gone for hours, probably, you couldn’t keep a train of thought anymore.

he takes off his damp gloves and tossed them on a table, before shrugging off his jacket and hanging it up. “i didn’t have much luck with the houses around here either. i have to get more wood, we won’t last the week.”

katsuki starts to tell you about plans for tomorrow. he grabs a small blanket from the closet and drapes it over your shoulders.

“i’ll make you something in a minute.” and true to his word, it wasn’t long before you hold a bowl of soup; mouth watering. your stomach has been hurting more recently, sometimes katsuki would throw a tantrum. it was hard to find food— harder for you to keep it down.

the sound of a single gunshot made all three of you flinch, katsuki pushed katsuma and mahoro behind him out of instinct. you couldn’t look into the eyes of your attacker, too afraid. “just hand them over.”

he’d been looking for these children for months, and word gets around when there were eyes everywhere. dead or alive. “.. i’m impressed they’ve survived this long.”

so much blood was shed that day, too many had fallen and it was all your fault. this world changes people, better or for worse, all that mattered was who was the meanest.

“izuku, we trusted you!” you screamed, looking up to meet green eyes, dull and void of pity. he opened his mouth but you couldn’t hear a word. katsuki glanced at you confused.

“is this a joke?” and then you instantly recognized the young man, shoto. “izuku midoriya is gone.”

shoto was full of grief, remembering the petty tears and begging from his best friend before a bullet silenced him. they were supposed to end this together, if only some bastard wasn’t trigger-happy.

“what?” you blink once, blink twice, and izuku disappears. maybe his luck did run out after all, you wanted to throw up. a woman stepped forward, short in height and she had red hair. one of the others called out her name; kiruka.

katsuma grabs your hand, and you couldn’t look down. “i’ll go with you! i’ll go, just don’t hurt my friends.”

“katsuki.. have the kids eaten already?”

it’s been weeks, months. why is that even a question? katsuki bit his inner cheek before starting to eat.

“i don’t know.” he said with a sigh of resignation and leaned back against the chair. windows were broken and he didn't get much sleep that night.

the next few weeks were excruciatingly long, and he is almost thankful for it. the silence never bothered him before. time flies sometimes, and other times it doesn’t. the sound of his newfound family was replaced with passing groans outside the door.

everything was dwindling down, all the food and the supplies and the energy. when he looked at you and saw how you either slept all day or not at all, it held him back, and he hated the feeling.

maybe it was a thursday when he noticed just how tired you were, you had barely spoken in the past five hours. katsuki’s knees were scraped by the broken glass and threads were torn more than designed; his stomach hurt, too.

“y/n,” he struggled to keep you upright. your lips were dry and you looked so ill. “it’s almost dark.” you were so distracted that you didn’t notice when katsuki moved closer; his body radiated heat while yours didn’t.

maybe this was the plan for your character this entire time —pain, loss, small burns from his touch. maybe the gods were having sympathy.

katsuki reached for a bottle, unscrewing the lid and eyeing the clean water since it had finally cooled from boil that morning. he winced to himself when he realized that was it, and for a split second he had to think about giving this water to you.

he felt like a monster waiting for your end.

“you’ll need to keep the fire going, i’m getting a few hours in.” katsuki told you, tossing shavings of wood into the small flame.

it was a hard morning with no sleep. the mental ticks of minutes turned into hours but he never stopped, and pride filled his chest and made his hands shake when you praised the smoke.

he watched you move and stretch out your legs, having been cross-cross for an hour, to reach for the small rabbit he hunted.

the flames were burning bright, they were like your souls and hearts but some day, they would become ash. “okay, get some rest.” katsuki waited a second in case you had something else to say, before he turned around and pulled up the sleeping bag.

“it’s okay,” your voice cracks in a way that makes his heart clench.

a wave of relief washes over you, like the world had come to a brief stop to catch a breath itself. katsuki held you the entire night, even when he could feel your restlessness and heavy breathing. “i’m not going anywhere, y/n.”

nothing could have prepared him for when you finally succumbed to this infection. you leaned closer and katsuki accepted the kiss, his hand slid around the back of your neck. “thank you.”

the light was fading from existence and it felt empty. the entirety of this home felt empty. alone. his cheek pressed into the side of your head and you felt his heartbeat.. soft and steady.

but you left katsuki with a lingering echo of emotions. terror, trust, love. the late night talks and reassuring smiles and this stupid romance story, it was all for nothing.

hands quiver and his eyes were glassy, fresh tears gathered to match your own. something broke— deep inside of him. katsuki bakugo could scream and cry until the sun comes out, but no one was around to hear.

your skin was stained black by morning.

we vow our lives and blood, but this is not our home.

[ao3feed-aizawashouta]

by LittleMissOtaku

♡⋆.ೃ࿔* {ᴋɪɴɢ!ᴛᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ x ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ}

In a world where the almighty Sun Kingdom never faces any rain, in the Rain Dukedom selected women of the royal family inherit the ability to call upon the rain and its winds with a special song. When the Sun King— the most powerful ruler of the world — requests a princess from the Rain Dukedom to be his bride, the youngest of four princess is sent to fulfill the request. A tale of a mismatch pair — one forced to take the throne and conquer the world in 3 years which blinded his eyes to see the beauty of it — and the other with he ability of calling upon a beautiful force of Mother Nature.

 ιғ σηℓү нε cσυℓ∂ sεε тнε ωσяℓ∂ тняσυgн нεя εүεs...

 [ɴᴏ ǫᴜɪʀᴋs!ᴀᴜ] [ғᴀɴᴛᴀsʏ!ᴀᴜ]

(ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏғғ ᴏғ ‘ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɪs sᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ’)

(‘ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɪs sᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ’ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴅᴀɪ sʜɪɪɴᴀ)

(‘ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴀᴍɪᴀ’ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴋᴏʜᴇɪ ʜɪʀᴏᴋᴏsʜɪ)

(sᴏᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ)

(ᴀɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ)

Words: 1256, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, それでも世界は美しい | The World Is Still Beautiful

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M

Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Toshinori Yagi, Ochaco Uraraka, Mina Ashido, Yaoyorozu Momo, Tenya IIda, Minoru Mineta, Eri, Aizawa Shouta, Mahoro, Hawks - Character, Endeavor, Rei Todoroki, Gran Torino

Relationships: Todoroki Shouto/Reader

Additional Tags: Fantasy AU, No quirks Au, Anime/Manga - Freeform, Fanfiction, Romance, Manga