#midoriya out here about to steal your parents

[n1ght0f-nyx]

MHA BOYS- you're pregnant

how the mha boys react when you tell them your pregnant. tags/warnings- pregnancy (obvi) aged up (post-canon) no negative reactions, this is so corny i hate it characters- izuku midoryria, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, denki kamanari, ejirio Kirishima, fumikage tokoyami, koji koda, mezo shoji, tamaki amajiki, hanta sero, tenya iida 

Izuku Midoriya

When you told Izuku the news, he froze mid-step, his eyes widening as your words sank in. “Really?” he whispered, his voice barely audible. You nodded, watching as his mind raced, almost seeing the gears turning behind his green eyes.

For a long moment, he didn’t speak. Then, without warning, he pulled out his notebook, scribbling down notes and making lists at lightning speed. Baby-proofing the apartment, researching the best cribs, figuring out how to balance work and fatherhood—his brain was in overdrive.

But amid the frantic planning, you caught him stealing glances at your stomach, his lips curving into the smallest of smiles. He wasn’t saying much, but his actions spoke louder than words. When he finally put down the notebook, he reached for your hand, squeezing it gently.

“We’ve got this,” he murmured, his voice filled with quiet determination. “I’ll be there every step of the way.”

Katsuki Bakugo

Bakugo didn’t say anything at first when you broke the news. His usual fiery demeanor was replaced by a heavy silence as he processed your words. His red eyes were locked on you, intense and unreadable, as if trying to figure out what to do next.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally spoke, his voice gruff but steady. “You serious?”

When you nodded, he didn’t explode or rant like you might have expected. Instead, he reached out and pulled you into a rough, but secure embrace. His arms tightened around you protectively, and you felt the shift in him. His protective instincts, already strong, seemed to go into overdrive. He wasn’t one for soft words, but his actions said it all.

Over the next few days, you noticed him being extra cautious—keeping a close eye on what you were eating, making sure you were comfortable, and even being more mindful of his temper around you. He wasn’t suddenly soft, but there was a newfound depth to his care.

One evening, you caught him looking at baby clothes online. “Just making sure the kid isn’t weak,” he grumbled when you asked. But there was a glint of something in his eyes—an excitement he’d never admit out loud.

Shoto Todoroki

When you told Shoto the news, he took it with his usual calm, his expression barely changing. But there was a brief flicker in his mismatched eyes—something deep, something reflective. He took your hand, holding it gently as he nodded.

“We’ll figure this out together,” he said simply, his voice steady.

You could see the wheels turning in his mind, though he didn’t voice all his thoughts. Instead, he became even more attentive than usual. He took on more around the house without a word, ensuring you were as comfortable as possible. It wasn’t overt, but you could feel the shift in him—a quiet resolve to be better than the father he’d had.

Sometimes, you’d catch him lost in thought, his gaze distant as he seemed to contemplate the future. But there was also a softness to him that hadn’t been there before—a subtle happiness that radiated from him whenever he was with you.

Denki Kaminari

Denki’s reaction was instant—a wide grin splitting his face as he practically bounced in place. "No way! We’re gonna be parents?!" His excitement was infectious, and I couldn’t help but laugh. He pulled me into a playful hug, his energy buzzing. "This is gonna be so awesome! I’m gonna teach them all about music, and video games, and... oh man, this is so cool!" But then, his expression softened, and he looked at me with surprising seriousness. "I’ll be here for you, babe. Every step of the way."

Eijiro Kirishima

Kirishima’s reaction was nothing short of pure joy. "We’re gonna be a family? That’s so manly!" he exclaimed, pulling me into the biggest hug. His enthusiasm was contagious, and I found myself smiling as he rambled on about all the things he wanted to do for our baby. "I’m gonna be the best dad ever, I swear!" he declared, his eyes shining with determination. Then, more quietly, he added, "And I’ll be here for you, no matter what. We’ve got this."

Fumikage Tokoyami

Tokoyami’s reaction was more subdued, but the depth of his emotions was clear in his eyes. "A child," he said softly, his voice filled with quiet reverence. He took my hand in his, his touch gentle yet firm. "This is a profound responsibility, one I’ll carry with pride." His gaze met mine, filled with a determination that was uniquely his. "I’ll protect you both from any darkness that comes our way," he promised, his tone resolute. "You have my word."

Koji Koda

Koji’s eyes widened, and for a moment, he seemed almost overwhelmed by the news. But then, a warm, gentle smile spread across his face. "We’re... we’re going to have a baby," he murmured, as if trying to wrap his mind around the idea. He reached out, his large hands enveloping mine in a comforting hold. "I’ll take care of you both," he promised softly. And then, almost as an afterthought, he added with a shy smile, "The animals will be so excited to meet the baby."

Mezo Shoji

Shoji’s reaction was calm, his many arms moving to gently envelop me in a protective embrace. "This is big news," he said quietly, his voice filled with a steady resolve. "But we’ll handle it together." He looked down at me, his expression softening. "I’ll make sure you’re safe, that you have everything you need." His touch was reassuring, a reminder of the quiet strength he always carried. "You and our child are my top priority now."

Tamaki Amajiki

Tamaki’s reaction was a mix of emotions, his face shifting from surprise to anxiety, and finally to a tentative smile. "Y-You’re... pregnant?" he stammered, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. I nodded, and he reached out hesitantly, his hand trembling as it rested on my stomach. "I’ll... I’ll do my best," he whispered, his voice barely audible. Then, more firmly, he added, "I’ll protect you both. I promise."

Hanta Sero

Sero’s reaction was instant and full of excitement. "No way! We’re gonna have a baby?!" he exclaimed, scooping me up in a playful hug. His smile was infectious, and I found myself laughing along with him. But then, he set me down gently, his expression turning serious. "I’m gonna be here for you, okay? Whatever you need, I’ve got your back." He squeezed my hand, his usual carefree demeanor giving way to a deeper sense of responsibility. "We’re in this together."

Tenya Iida

Iida’s reaction was immediate and methodical, his mind already racing with plans and preparations. "We need to start organizing everything," he said, his tone serious but filled with a quiet excitement. "Doctor’s appointments, a nursery... we’ll need to make sure everything is ready." But then, he paused, his expression softening as he took my hand. "But most importantly, I want to make sure you’re okay," he added gently. "I’m here for you, every step of the way."

[fatkish]

Thank you to those who replied to my ask about villains for my MHA story. And thank you (sorry I forgot your username otherwise I would have put it here) for leaving me with this:

Instead of basing off of other characters, my suggestion is to think, "what are the themes and needs of the story?" Or put another way, "who are these villains meant to oppose?" Toga exists to foil Ochako. Dabi foils Todoroki. Shigarakil foils Deku. Kurogiri foils Aizawa. AFO foils and opposes All Might. Spinner, Compress, Magne, etc. exist in the story to provide support. So, who are your protagonists? What plot do you want to tell with them?

So now I have a different question.

[sadbigemini]

Hiya, back again with more MHA fic prompts– or more like one prompt with two versions of it. Anyways, let's get started!

Delinquent Class 1-A Reform Program

They were all in juvie but were handpicked by Nezu and Aizawa for the program.

m*ne*a is added bc he has family on the school board. Neither of them thought it was a good idea.

They have group therapy and live in dorms on campus bc they are living their sentences at UA

Maybe Kouda and Sero are in juvie together. And it's kinda shitty so there are bugs everywhere. So, Sero helps Kouda get over his fear of bugs.

What they're in for:

QUIRKISM: Midoriya (blamed him for Bakugou getting arrested so they called an anonymous tip saying he was talking about selling his notebooks. Which as we know have extensive info on heroes), Shouji (just bc his looks smh), Shinsou (he used his quirk to save himself from being killed– either from bullies, abusive fosters, or abusive parents), Ojiro & Tsu (at a protest and got arrested– it was mostly peaceful and for heteromorphs. They do not know each other), Tokoyami (see Quirk Accident(s)), Hagakure (see Pranks/Vandalism),

QUIRK ACCIDENT(S): Tokoyami (Dark Shadow went overboard defending him against his bullies who followed him after the movies to beat him up. They did not believe that he didn't do it on purpose), Satou (he hurt some people during a sugar rush), Kaminari (someone deliberately scared him in the pool, knowing he would spark. They scared him so bad that he short-circuited. Some people might have died)

PRANKS/VANDALISM: Hagakure (she pulled pranks all the time at school to get back at her bullies. However, nobody could prove it was her but they all knew it was . So, they framed her for stealing things), Sero (he does both but is a famous graffiti artist which is what landed him in juvie. He was caught defacing an endeawhore billboard).

VIOLENCE: Bakugou (being himself and how he went too far– surprisingly it wasn't on Mido but Mido did intervene) Kirishima (he beat a guy half to death for being a pedo to Mina), Mina (punched a cop for being too rough with a cooperating Kiri. He was letting himself be arrested but the cop knew the pedo so), Jirou (same thing but also at the heteromorph protest she decked a hero for being handsy), Iida (for vigilantism- it started with getting revenge for someone hurting his brother but then another vigilante straightened him out), Shouto (the vigilante that straightened him out. His sperm-donor let him be arrested to 'teach him a lesson').

FRAUD(?): Yaomomo (made things w/ her quirk and gave them to the poor some being yen or diamonds), Aoyama (was raised by grifters, con artists and he was involved in several of their schemes. They shifted all the blame on him, pretended it was all him, and acted like concerned parents)

THIEVERY: "Hagakure", Aoyama, Uraraka (she was really hungry and maybe homeless), Kouda (technically- he released several animals from several facilities that were being held captive and experimented on– Nezu likes him lol)

?: m*ne*a being himself

Aizawa: "Some of you don't deserve to be here. Whether it be because of discrimination, teenage rebellion, poverty, your families, or quirk accidents. And there are those of you who do and need to learn restraint and/or had good intentions but broke the law, got caught."

UA’s Delinquent Reform Program

Quirkless Midoriya Izuku.

All of these who are also seen above can have the same reasons for being arrested.

Midoriya, Shinsou, Kaminari, Hagakure, Kuroiro (quirkism), Shishida (again quirkism and maybe a quirk accident), Shouji, Tokoyami, Tokage (quirkism but also probably pranks), Monoma (again quirkism), Kamakiri (again quirkism but also bc he beat up his bullies and harassers everytime), Hatsume (blew up too many things, too many times), Toga, (you know why, you could use the canon story of why she ran away), OCs(?), and m*ne*a ARE IN THE PROGRAM.

Tokage, Toga, and Hatsume are besties.

Hound Dog is their homeroom teacher. They have group therapy sometimes.

Most of them are there for discriminatory reasons and don't actually deserve to be there. Some were there for more lighthearted reasons like pulling pranks. Or both. And others deserved to be there and redemption doesn't seem to be in their future or it is just very far.

A lot of them fight for a chance to be in the hero course. While some want to go into other courses. Though not all of them get the chance to make it into either (the OCs and unredeemed grapist).

There are times where students are removed from the program. Sometimes it's because of the three strikes and you're out, stipulation. To be considered a strike it has to be something serious. Like physical bullying, sexual harassment, and etc.

Other times it's because the student never belonged there in the first place. A lot of these students still want to stay in the program even if they don't need to be there. Either it's because then they'd just be in ‘boring’ Gen Ed or they made some friends and don't want to leave them (ppl who actually understand them). Or its bc Hound Dog thinks they need to be there to heal. With these students if they are negatively affected by the program they are pulled. Such as being bullied or triggered and it's bad for their mental health.

Final exams are the program’s check point. They stay in the program if by final exams they haven't made good progress. Or if Hound Dog recommends the stay for a while longer. There are also students who are moved into the program after final exams. I.e. Bakugou and maybe m*ne*a

After school and Gen Ed classes when heroics is going on they have classes about discrimination, bullying, sexual harassment, managing quirks, and so on and so forth.

Some villains target UA students because of the LoV like it's an internet trend.

How about during the USJ a group of the villains stormed the main campus and all the teachers had already left for the USJ. Believing its security would protect the remaining students and that the threat was only at the USJ. Unfortunately, they were wrong. Luckily our Delinquents come to the rescue.

Sir Nighteye asks Midoriya if he's the one who refused OFA and is pissy about it. It's at his internship bc Mirio thought that Sir could help with Mido's analysis.

Self-defense is an extracurricular/club. Ecto, Eraser, and Snipe teach it but mostly Ecto. Those trying for the hero course take it.

Also RG knows them very well bc Kamakiri rubs off on them.

They also have dorms on campus before everyone else.

I hope this makes sense

[polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup]

📓

For BNHA I have an All Might/Inko Fake Bitter Divorcees fic that I’m unreasonably fond of.

Effectively what happens is this:

Midoriya goes to the UA Entrance Exam

He has a new Quirk

He has never used this new Quirk in his fucking life

He cannot fucking tell people this fact

This is a foolproof plan nothing will go wrong this will all be FINE

Who’s this blonde boy clapping him on the back what do you mean his Quirk is that he steals Quirks oh fuck oh god wait no

A child

EXPLODES

In the UA entrance exam

(Yes I know Monoma can’t steal OFA because it’s a stockpile quirk but I planned this before they revealed that in canon so let’s all just pretend.)

In an act of stunning teamwork, Midoriya keeps Monoma from bleeding out, some random purple haired guy with a mind control Quirk keeps him calm, and Iida Tenya runs to kidnap Setsuna, a girl who canonically regrows limbs with her Quirk, which Midoriya knew because he met her earlier that day, from the recommendation entrance exam. They manage to keep Monoma alive and regrow his arm and are only slightly horribly traumatized.

The school won’t let them leave until their parents come get them for legal reasons.

THE PROBLEM:

Everyone knows that izukus quirk was the one that made Monoma explode

He didn’t HAVE a quirk this morning

No one here can know that fact

His mom doesn’t know he has a quirk and he CANNOT let her find out like this.

So he frantically texts all might begging him to come get him instead because he cannot tell his mom like this she will have a heart attack and die and he’ll be an orphan, leaving him to succumb to the fate of shonen protagonists everywhere.

Izuku: “you don’t have to call my mom my uh,” completely unrelated adult man who meets me after school every day without parental knowledge or permission because he told me not to tell anyone. you do NOT want to call the police on this man “dad is coming to get me.”

Aizawa: we already called your mom since she was your only emergency contact.

Izuku: ohgodohno.exe

Two parents show up for Izuku.

Izuku does not HAVE two parents.

His mom KNOWS this fact.

Aizawa, who met Small Might at a meeting: … so you must be Midoriya’s father

Toshinori, sweating: … yes

Inko, who knows this is not the father of her child: I—

Izuku: HI DAD

Izuku decides the only way out is through they just have to go with this. He manages to convince his mom through a combination of whispered pleas and facial expressions to not immediately raise the alarm but that combined with the sheer animosity radiating off inko convinces everyone that Inko and Small Might are extremely bitter divorcees who have given up trying to keep it together for the kid and are just fucking at each others throats.

Shinsou is just sort of sitting in the room feeling kind of awkward that he’s a part of this. They forgot he was there.

Inko: my son doesn’t have a quirk

Toshinori: well uh, dear, you know that my side has a history of late bloomers

Inko, with enough acid to dissolve the bones of a fully grown elephant: did I know that sweetheart? Or was I just expected to somehow know that when I walked into this room?

Toshinori: … at least he has his quirk now!

Inko: ONE THAT EXPLODES ARMS?

Toshinori: I’m certain it does other things too

Shinsou, also here: :o

Izuku leverages the awkwardness to dragging his “parents” away for a family meeting in the bathroom wherein 1) they all come clean about the entire OFA business and 2) they decide that they have to just commit to the story that Izuku is all mights child and inko is his angry ex wife because if anyone ever does find out about the connection between them “I inherited his Quirk because I’m his literal biological son” is a lot better for them all than “I inherited his Quirk because it’s a highly secretive transferable quirk from the dawn of superheroes that has grown to be the most powerful quirk in history that you may be able to have too if you torture me into giving it to you.”

Also Featuring:

Shinsou, plagued by knowledge of All Mights torrid family life, because he accidentally walked in on their family meeting while all might was still in his powered form. He did not want to know these secrets. He will not be sharing them. Please go away and let him go back to not knowing things.

Iida, Shinsou, and Izuku friendship pre UA accidentally discovering the past users way sooner because shinsous practicing his Quirk on Izuku and Izukus like “hey who are those eight shadowy figures who watch me from the dark when you use your quirk on me” and shinsous like “the fucking what.”

However they conclude that izukus obviously extremely haunted and has eight angry ghosts living in his bones that they must find a way to exorcise or appease. This is in no small part because the past users are hazing the newbie. It’s okay Iida is extremely productive they will start with exorcisms from all major religions and go from there

(Iida: well if you couldn't manage it here then I don't see what "going to the Vatican" will do--I, sir, sir. If you're going to be uncouth then I'm going to have to block your number. Sir you may tell the bishop whatever you please--I--good day sir *hanging up* the nerve of some people. The Catholic Church was a wash but I’ve made contact with a Taoist Fashi for the upcoming week)

Meanwhile Inko and All Might are trying to gaslight select people in their lives into believing they were married to each other when they absolutely were not married to each other. It has varying success.

[spicy-dumbass]

Micheal Reeves!Izuku returns with a chaotic vengence

First + Back + Next

- Izuku just straight up adopts a raccoon

       - Name is still up for debate so I'm taking suggestions

       - I just had the image of just a pair of eyes peeking out of the darkness before a raccoon launches out or a raccoon either in his hair or hanging off his arm knawing on a piece of metal, so that exists now

- Izuku breaks into police stations just to pretend that he was caught for something only to talk to police or to be a minor inconvenience for the sake of removing his other actual crimes

      - He also knows how to break out of handcuffs but prefers to knaw through the metal as it's far more entertaining to see people slowly lose their collective shit as it works

- Both Mei and Izuku both radiate chaotic energy but Izuku is tolerated by Power loader, the key reason for this being is that Izuku works mainly with non-explosive possibly flammable tech for the purpose of ai and tasers while mei works for the sake of insane ideas and explosions

- Note for Mei sourced from the lovely debesys, mei already has enough parents, she has like. 5. they are polyam, that is how many are needed to regulate the sheer chaos her being emits

      - (This resulted in the following idea for Izuku's family dynamic)

- Inko is polyam and has three partners, Power Loader nor anyone else in cannon is a part of this relationship but are still Izuku's parents as I shall explain

      - Aizawa questioning who Izuku's parents are:

         Inko, sipping tea gently not mentioning the adopted parents or her relationship: wouldn't you like to know weather boy

      - Inko, causally in the living room: Where are you going?

         Izuku: I'm going to see my dad?

         Inko: which one?

         Izuku, frantically flipping through various family photos: Tech dad?

         Inko: ah power loader got it

     - someone: hey midoriya, how many parents do you have?

        Izuku, getting another person to adopt him: not enough :)

     - Izuku just has the energy of like that one dad with the wallet of family photos that just unfurl to the floor

     - Aizawa, after finding Izuku doing tazer bullshit while he was out on patrol: Who are your parents

        Izuku, sliding over adoption papers: better question is who isn't

     - 'oops, i dropped my family on the floor' whole deck of cards amount of photos go everywhere

    - Izuku showing the friends his room before passing by his family photos: :D

       someone, realising of them are heros or out of costume vigilantes/villains: Wow you have a lot of fan photos!

       Izuku, dying on the floor laughing: f a n

- he now has three points for why he goes to U.A.

      - Mandated by law

      - Parent Time tm

      - Harass Aizawa until he becomes a parent

- Izuku "The only reason I don't have a quirk is because God fears me." Midoriya and Izuku "One day i'll have a million parents." Midoriya

- "Well you see to make up for the fact that I don't have a quirk I create inventions that can kill god." - Izuku Midoriya after creating his Roomba throne

     - Stabby is his pet, stabby is also the only active Roomba that shifts around the throne

- Friend group time!! His group consists of Tokoyami, Shinsou, Kaminari, Kirishima, Ururaka, Pony, Aoyama, Monoma (kind of) and Bakugou distantly

     - Tokoyami and Izuku have weird kid energy and vibe over that, Izuku enjoys working with senteint quirks for testing purposes

     - Kaminari could present the craziest ideas which would result in the worst robot ideas and Izuku would be able to help Kaminari learn to regulate the output he has on electricity

     - Kirishima is a happy test subject for shit like human catapults, well happy may not be the right word but he'll do it

                    - Kirishima, giving a concerned look as Izuku sets up one of his many devices: So uh why are we doing this?

                       Izuku, pulling down goggles: Quirk training

                    - Izuku tries his best to convince Iida to kick a non-gravitied Kirishima at full force---

     - Uraraka,,,,, gramvity

     - Aoyama is a personal soldering Iron

                   - 'quirk training :) do you want me to have to use a normal, non sparkly laser :(?'

     - Izuku and Pony is just him showing her how to create chaos and he's proud to say he's the one who taught her how to swear in Japanese

     - Monoma at first is a guinea pig then becomes part of the chaos

     - Shinsou and Izuku bond over their shared discrimination by attacking the laws themselves

                   - Izuku's currently working on trying to make a megaphone for his quirk to work through

                   - Izuku frantically gesturing at tech he's built: but static buzz buzz

                      Shinsou: but quirk no work

                      Izuku: can I at least add a taser

     - Izuku adopts Shouto eventually but that happens late

- Momo and Kendo fear Izuku and anything he creates for good reason

      - Momo actively tries to hide what her quirk is from Izuku when she realises he's who all the rumours are about (Izuku already knows, he's just biding his time until she feels a false sense of security)

- Tsuyu is safe only for the fact that he can't find anything interesting that he can work with

- Recovery girl has a separate section of the medbay just for those affected by a Midoriya related incident

And so my Micheal Reeves!Izuku au returns for family, friend groups and fucking chaos. The decision to have Izuku just amass a family along with Poly!Inko was a choice between my poly friend and I we just wanted Inko to enjoy herself with a happy funky relationship

First + Back + Next

[pervysenpaix]

Our Flower| BakuDekuXBlackFem Chapter 3

Welcome to my first Tumblr Series! This post will serve as the “Masterlist” for this fic. Chapters can also be found through the tag “our flower 💕” I’ll try to update at least once a week. Follow me and turn on your notifications, so that you won’t miss any updates. Enjoy - Unique 💕

Synopsis: You, Izuku, and Katsuki have been bestfriends since UA. One thing leads to another and you find yourself waking up in bed between the two future pros. No big deal, right? Well, things start to get a bit awkward and you start to get really “sick”. A major bombshell is dropped on you the day before graduation, and you decide that it’s best for everyone if you just disappear. But, what happens when the pair walks into your café four years later?

Warning (18+) NSFW Content| Viewer Discretion is advised.

I do not own MHA, MHA Characters or anything associated with the brand. I do not own the art, all images were obtained through google. If you know the artist, please tag them. DO NOT STEAL MY SHIT.

©pervysenpaix 2022

A month had passed, and things were going good. The men were slowly incorporating themselves into you and Blossom’s daily lives. There wasn’t a day that you didn’t hear from them. They always made sure to have some form of contact be it calls, texts, or just stopping. It didn’t happen too often given their work schedules, but if you had time and they were in the area, they’d pop in to say hello and drop off little gifts. Ranging anywhere from your favorite snacks to flowers they “saw on the way over” to an iPhone 13 that they’d conveniently found a day after Blossom shattered your screen.

Money was never an object to them, no matter how much you objected them spending so much on the two of you, they never listened. If it was up to them, you wouldn’t even be working; they’d loving taking care of you fulltime. Complaining often about your hectic work schedule because working two jobs wasn’t healthy for a full-time student and single mom. Their arguments fell on deaf ears because you had no intentions of quitting. Too stubborn to ask for help even though you were barely getting by. Always exhausted from overworking yourself, but never complaining. You try to be strong for Blossom. She needs you, You couldn’t just leave your wellbeing in the hands of just anyone.

But these men weren’t just anyone.

This was Katsuki Bakugo and Izuku Midoriya. Proheroes Dynamight and Deku. Your best friends. Your child’s father(s). The loves of your life. Unconventional? Maybe, but it couldn’t be helped. You loved them ever since high school. Even when you left, even though they were happy together, you never stopped. Not a day went by that you didn’t think of them. Then you found eachother again, and everything’s been great! So why are you so hesitant? Why won’t you let them help you? They’ve given you no reason to doubt. Proving themselves over and over that they’re serious about your daughter. They’re so involved, so consistent. Every Sunday morning, they show up to take Blossom on some outing. The zoo, aquarium, a carnival. Last weekend they went to see Allmight on Ice!And had such a great time. It was their first time alone with Blossom because you didn’t have anyone to cover your shift. Apparently, they had a great time. Izuku had taken so many photos, and he was good about keeping you updated via text.

Hey, doll! Look at these two. Cute right? Wish u were here!

**attachment

Blossom standing in line for a Taiyaki, she said she never had one. I know you’re not Japanese but really , (y/n)? They’re so good!

**attachment

Okay, don’t look at the news. It was a simple misunderstanding and all parties have been compensated.

How did I end up with two, temperamental blondes?

Explosive scandals aside, it was a fun day for all of them. Both men were trying their best at this co-parenting thing, wanting to prove that you could rely on them. They weren’t stupid. They noticed that you were keeping them at an arm’s length. You’d smile and laugh and chat about superficial things, which was nice, but they wanted something deeper. Wanted to be the ones you ran to when you needed help. Understanding, that you had trust issues due to the falling out with your parents over the pregnancy, but still wishing you’d believe them when they said that you could always depend on them.

**♡**

It was early Sunday morning, and the duo was headed to your place. Today was the premier of a new Allmight cartoon movie and they promised to take you and Blossom. The little girl had been rambling about it all week, up until Saturday, when they didn’t hear from her. Odd because Blossom calls every morning telling them to be safe. Even stranger, you weren’t answering any calls or texts. Now this did raise some red flags, but they didn’t want to overreact. Assuming you probably had a double shift, and Blossom was with the babysitter or something. Deciding to keep their cool, they refrained from popping up at your place and peeking through the windows. They were tense and on edge all day, eyes glued to their phones. Brushing everyone off when they questioned their behavior.

This was so weird! They could barely sleep. You weren’t even opening your messages. Izuku was cursing himself because he never got to install those security cameras.

As soon as the early morning sun rose, they were out the door.

It had to be like 7:00 AM, but oh well! The early bird catches the worm, or in this case, the heroes catch woman of their dreams before she escapes with their child and disappears for another four years.

A sigh of relief escaped them when they saw your crappy car in the parking lot. At least she’s still here, Izuku thought as he parked his Benz.

Opting to take the stairs, because the elevator was just too slow, they dashed to your floor and knocked on your door. A little louder than necessary but they were worried. Pressing their ear to the door when they didn’t hear anything, they continued to walk until the soft padding of feet could be heard.

“Coming!” your voice called out, sounding weak and winded. Coughs and sniffles followed. You opened the door without even asking who it was assuming that it’d be your landlord. “I got the letter Ms.Mai, I just need a little more time- O-oh! H-hey guys?” It sounded like a question because it was. Mind completely blank as to why they’d be here, but then it dawned on you that today was Sunday. “(Y/N) why didn’t you answer any of our calls or texts?" Pinching the bridge of your nose, you sighed, “Sorry. I’ve been sick since yesterday and I got home from work late.”

Honestly, you didn’t even have tell them that you were sick. They could see it. Dark circles were under your puffy and red rimmed eyes. Strands of hair clung to your sweat soaked forehead. Sniffing, you crinkled your runny nose and wiped it on your baggy sleeve. Gross. Even your skin looked sick, dull and lacking your normal radiant glow. Did you really go to work like this?

“What the fuck, (Y/N)?” Bakugo hissed, “You look like hell.” The shrill edge that laced his voice did not mix well with your thumping headache. “Please, Suki. Not so loud, it hurts”. Whimpering you rested your head against the doorframe and closed your eyes. The florescent hallway lights were too strong. Your ears were ringing, and your legs shook. “You’re not pregnant again, are you?” Katsuki blurted out, suddenly feeling nervous. Giggling, you raise your arm and tap your wrist, “Ya gotta have sex to get pregnant, and according to my watch, I haven’t had sex since you knocked me up big guy” you respond as you slapped his chest. “i- (Y/N)… you’re not even wearing a watch” Izuku sputtered. “No shit, Sherlock … pew pew !” you retort, shooting two finger guns in his direction. They were too concerned with your bizarre behavior, and the state of your health to paying attention to your words. “Did you go to work like this?”

“ s’worse ‘cause I had to use my quirk on Blossom. Couldn’t sleep well ‘cause she caught it too.”

Using your quirk is difficult nowadays because you haven’t been taking care of yourself. Not getting enough sleep, because you have to work and study. Not eating healthy because you didn’t have time to prepare anything other than ramen noodles or chicken nuggets for yourself, but you always made sure Blossom had a well-balanced diet. You had drained energy that you didn’t have. Now your body was suffering.

The bug you’d caught wasn’t even that bad. Just a mild fever and a headache. Blossom was worse off than you with a high fever, coughs, and stuffy nose. It had gotten better with some medicine, but she was a little fussy when you were trying to put her down. That’s when you used your quirk. You felt a little guilty, but you were exhausted with a headache and all you wanted was sleep.

Izuku and Katsuki, both know how your quirk functions, so they were able to piece together any info you were too weak to mention.

“Could’ve let us fucking know. Would’ve came over or some shit” Katsuki grumbled, pressing his hand against your forehead, eyes widening when he felt your temperature. “You’re fuckin’ hot” You giggled weakly, “gee thanks, ‘suki. Not bad yourself”. The blonde was not in the mood for jokes. He scooped you up off the ground, holding you against his chest bridal style. The sudden action made you feel dizzy and slightly nauseous. “’Suki~ it huurts~. Put me down” you whined, face pressed against his chest and fingers clenching his jacket. “No”, he huffed, stepping over the threshold and into the small apartment. Tissues were all over the living room floor, with at least five half empty water bottles laying next to a bundle of blankets. “You slept in the living room, (Y/N)?” Too tired to answer you nodded, making the man shake his head.

“Give her here and go check on Blossom” Katsuki handed you over, gently like he was carrying a child. Your arms and legs wrapped around the man’s frame loosely and he held you under you thighs. Even in your weakened state you could appreciate the warm heat of his big hands on your bare thighs. “I think a nice hot bath would help you feel better.

**♡**

Izuku’s POV

(Y/N)’s arms and legs clung, lazily, to my body as I ran her bath. Face pressed against my chest, and eyes squeezed shut. Continuously muttering apologizes. “You don’t have apologize. I’d do anything for you, doll.” I lowered her to her feet, holding onto her waist while she steadied herself. “Are you okay? Do you need help?” She says “no” and takes a shaky step forward, she’d probably have fallen if I wasn’t there. I can’t leave her in here like this, she could really hurt herself. I guess I don’t have that much of a choice.

“I’ll stay and help you” I hope it didn’t sound too creepy, but I’m honestly not even thinking about it that way. She’s delirious, barely keeping her eyes open at this point. I’d love to let her just sleep, but I doubt she’d be comfortable being this sweaty. Besides, sleep is always better after a good bath.

A brief moment of silence passes as I wait for her response. (Y/N) is chewing her lip as her glazed over eyes dart between me and the ground. “i- I don’t want to be bother, Izu” she says weakly, refusing to look up from the ground. Reaching forward, I grab her chin, gently pulling her face close to mines. “You’re not a bother, (Y/N). How many times do we have to tell you that? Please just let us help you”. She whimpers when my hands fall to the hem of her sleep shirt. “ I don’t look like I did in high school”. Wow. Still a bit insecure I see. That’s fine, I’ll spend the rest of my life reassuring her if I have to.

“Didn’t expect you too. Besides I think you look better.” She snorts, rolling her eyes. “Yeah, right. Don’t lie to me, Izu. I know what I look like”. I want to to say that she looks amazing and if she wasn’t delirious from fever then I’d fuck her over the bathroom counter, holding her head up by her throat so that she can see the way her gorgeous body jiggles under me everytime I sink my cock in her sweet brown cunny. That would be slightly inappropriate. So I settle for, “Beautiful. You’re beautiful, doll, I’d never lie to you”.

(Y/N) doesn’t resist anymore, just nods her head and lets me do as I please. Well, not really, but you get what I’m saying. She doesn’t resist when I lift her shirt over her head, revealing her breasts. They’d gotten bigger, she was kinda flat in high school so I really like this. Boobs are kind of my thing. Have you seen my boyfriend’s tits? Yeah, exactly. It wasn’t necessary, but I couldn’t help trailing my fingers down her side as I made my way to her panties. Her skin was so smooth and soft; I loved the feeling of her pudgy stomach underneath my fingertips and judging by the way she hummed with her eyes fluttering shut she liked it too. If I wasn’t blushing before, I definitely was when I kneeled to the ground, pulling her thin panties down her thick thighs, putting me face to face with the prettiest pussy I’d ever seen. I’ve missed you so much sweet girl, daddy can’t wait until he’s balls deep in you again.

Clearing my throat, and my mind, I come back up and give her what I hoped was a soft smile and not a predatory grin. “Let’s get you cleaned up, pretty girl”.

**♡**

(Y/N) had fallen asleep in the tub. The poor thing must’ve been exhausted. I got her dressed and tucked her snuggly in the bed with a kiss on her cheek. Softly closing the door and heading out to find the blondes.

“Mornin’ Zuzu!” Blossom called, cereal falling from her mouth due to it being so full. Kacchan chuckled, shaking his head and wiped her face with a napkin. It was always adorable seeing them interact, but something about this felt different. It was so domestic, and I mean that in the best way possible. Like we were a little family, all that’s missing was mommy. “Morning, sweetheart” I kiss her forehead and stand next to Kacchan. “How was she?” he asked, “So hot” I respond immediately, he raises his brow and smirks, “You’re talking about her temperature right?” I can feel my cheeks reddening, “i-uh yep, that’s exactly what I meant”. He smirks, but doesn’t push. Probably because Blossom is right across the counter munching on frosted flakes.

“Daddy says were gonna go to the store, Zuzu!” Kacchan nods, “Yeah her fridge is pretty much empty. Probably hasn’t been able to get out”. I nod in agreement. (Y/N) stretches herself way to thin, she’s gonna burn out at this rate. We definitely have to figure something out. I know she probably wants to be “independent” but there’s nothing wrong with a little help.

Okay, a “little help” turned into a mini shopping spree. In addition to groceries, we bought toiletries, heated blankets, some merch, fuzzy socks, her favorite snacks, more toys, and a 70in tv with surround sound just in case she wanted to watch a movie. Only the best for our girls.

Blossom was feeling well enough to stay out for the rest of the day. We were still able to make it to the movie and go out for lunch. The idea was to keep her out of the house for as long as possible, so that y/n could rest. After a couple of hours, we headed home for dinner. I mounted the tv and cleaned while Katsuki made your favorite dish. Figuring you’d probably be pretty hungry after sleeping all day.

Getting Blossom to bed was pretty easy. After a busy day in the city in the city and a hearty dinner, the little one was so tuckered out that she’d started nodding off at the table. We put on her pajamas and bonnet, then tucked her into her bed.

“Are you cold, sweetheart?” I asked, “Kacchan pass me that blanket over there”. The blonde tossed it over and it landed over my head, which made Blossom giggle. “Alright, settle down...” I trailed off, staring at the handmade blanket. Something about it seemed familiar. “Kacchan, have you seen this before?” The blonde pointed to the two patches at the top, “That looks like that Allmight shirt you wore all the time, and this piece is from my old Aji Fry shirt”. Brows furrowed, I examined the small blanket, working the materials through my fingers. It was old, but freshly mended; like she’d had it for a while. (Y/N) had always been crafty. She loved projects, and would often have me help her with the glittery creations. We used to have so much fun together… “That’s from Mommy’s sad box”.

“Sad box?” Izuku repeated, the toddler nodded while yawning quietly, “mmhmm it used to make her cry when she looked at it, but she doesn’t since you and daddy came”. I didn’t know what to think. “You know where it is, babygirl?” “in the circle by the couch” she mumbled before falling asleep.

For the record, I’d like to make one thing abundantly clear, we were not snooping. Heroes don’t snoop. We were investigating. It’s our jobs as heroes to investigate anything that’s potentially threatening to citizens.

Apparently by “circle”, she meant ottoman. Inside, underneath a pile of blankets, was a large-ish box with the word “Memories” printed on top. It was filled with pictures, cards and papers.

We found copies of Blossom’s ultrasound photo’s, and I slid one into my wallet. It lives there now. Katsuki did the same with several photo’s he’d found of you pregnant and with Blossom as a newborn. You never smiled in the pregnancy photos, always with a pensive expression on your face, but despite that you looked beautiful. Skin shiny and radiant, with your natural hair framing your face., and pregnant belly full and round. I wish I could’ve been there to see it.

“Look at this” It was the shirts, well little tattered pieces of fabric. They were folded neatly, and tucked into the corners. I’d been wondering where it had gone off to. So it was you? Not really sure how to feel about this. Flattered or sad? Even more guilty?

We continued to sift through the photos silently. Laughing at photos of Blossom being silly. Tearing up from pictures of you two being alone on holidays, and birthdays. It was good that you had each other, but you deserved more.

A little black scrap book was at the bottom of the box; it was covered in green and orange glitter with “Deku & Dynamight!!” painted on the center in an “action” font. There was a picture of us high fiving pasted on the cover, and it was subtitled “Super Daddies”. My breath caught and my hands started to shake. I really don’t want to cry, I’m trying my best but it’s hard. It’s no secret that I love that little girl like she’s my own, hell she is mines. But, it hits different for you to acknowledge me that way. There’s a note on the first page:

To Blossom:

Hey BB (Blosson Bakugo) I knew that it’d come up one day. That you’d want to know about your father. Would you believe me if I said you had two! That’s so fun right? Two super daddies. As you know they’ve been a little bit busy keeping us safe, but I thought you’d want to know what they’ve been up to! These two are the most amazing men that I met, my bestfriends, Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo. Don’t be too upset that they’re not around right now, Mommy just doesn’t want to get in the way of the citizens that need saving. Hopefully, we’ll see them again soon. In the meantime, let’s just keep them in our hearts and wish them the best.

With Love,

Mommy

I’m thankful that Kacchan’s here because I’d probably would’ve been bawling after open the book, seeing that it’s laid out like a comic book with pictures of us during fights within the panels. There’s newspaper clippings and screenshots from our interviews. She even printed that really cringy Valentine’s Day photo me and Kacchan had to take for Heroes Daily. Under each photo, she had a little blurb, either describing the situation or relating it to a memory she had of us. What really took me out was a blurry photo of us at our first hero signing. It couldn’t have been taken by a professional considering the quality, and there was a ticket stub glued underneath. So that meant- “she was there” Kacchan whispers, resting his head on my shoulder, I nod turning to the last page and my heart stops.

It was a picture of the three of us in our hero costumes, she was sitting on our shoulders doing peace signs while Kacchan flipped off the camera and I gave a thumbs up. “I remember this, this was after we’d passed the permanent licensing exam” Kacchan sniffed, “the day before the party”.

Two tickets to graduation were tucked into the seams, probably her parents. Fucking assholes, how could you abandon your child? It explains why she’s so adamant about doing everything for Blossom. She doesn’t want to let them down like they did her. That’s probably why she’s been hesitant with us also.

That was heavy.

With a sigh, we began putting the things back into the box. Trying to make everything seem undisturbed. “Oi, Deku.” Turning, I saw that Kacchan was holding an two envelopes, both addressed to my bestfriends. One was dated the day of the hero signing, years ago and the other was dated last week.

The first one read:

Hey guys, it’s me!

Been a while, huh? About a year and five months to be exact. I know, I know, you’re probably going “what the fuck” huh ‘Suki? Give me a chance to explain, and then you can decide if you still want to be mad at me or not.

They say that the easiest place to start is from the beginning, so I guess I’ll start with how I fell in love with the both of you.

Izuku, my best boy, everything always felt “right” with you. My day was always ten times better whenever you walked into the infirmary. Yeah, it sucked that you were hurt, but I was more than happy to take the pain away. Whenever I healed you, it was hard not to stare; you were just so pretty Izu. “Boyfriend material” is what ran through my head whenever we were together. It wasn’t just your looks, it was everything about you. Intelligence. Bravery. Kindness. Just the full package, who wouldn’t fall in love with you?

Katsuki, how have you been? Still hot-headed? I hope so, it was one of my favorite things about you. Even though I wanted to slap you sometimes in the beginning because let’s face it, we were like oil and water. Did not get along at all. Only because you were so fun to tease is all. With you things started off slow, and then all at once. When glares turned into smirks and death threats turned into forehead kisses, I knew it then. I’d fallen for the “bad boy” that actually had a good heart.

Then we had our night together. It was amazing. The two of you made it so special for me, I don’t think anyone could ever compare. That was the closest I’d ever felt to anyone, and I’d never been happier. But, that all came crashing down the next day. I was a little nervous going in because of my lack of experience, but I didn’t think I’d be bad. Cause that’s why you two were being weird right? Because it was bad? I mean it was like you were forcing yourself to talk, Suki. And Izu … you could barely even look at me.

So, I took a step back.

I gave you two some space, in hopes that we could get back to how things were . Regardless of how I felt, I valued our friendship more than anything. I didn’t need to have all of you, just a small piece. Plus, you already had eachother. Your relationship goes back to childhood, I was a stranger in comparison. It made sense for the two of you to get together, but it still hurt when you came to tell me that day. See it was easy to pretend like I belonged when I was in the dark, but with once you announced that it was official, the truth became abundantly cleat. You had eachother, you didn’t need me. I was going to be alone.

Then, as if things needed to be any more complicated, I found out that I was pregnant. It was too much. I was scared. My parents were already angry, saying that I would be a burden. I didn’t want you to feel the same way, so I left and did it on my own.

That’s right, I had a baby girl. Her name is Blossom Bakugo, and she is amazing. The silver lining out of all the hurt and loss. Trust me there was a lot. First, I lost my virginity, then I lost my parents, my bestfriends, and my first loves, all in the same day. I’m not upset about it, it was my decisions that lead me here. But it still hurts to be without you.

I actually came to your hero signing today. There’s no way I would’ve missed the first one. You guys looked great in your costumes! I was so proud. All I wanted to do was run up and hug you, but I didn’t. The two of you looked so happy, and I didn’t want to ruin things. Plus, there were so many people. Women. Asian Women. Beautiful, Asian, women with flat stomachs and small waists. Then there was me, the pudgy black girl carrying a five-month-old. I would’ve caused a scene, probably embarrass you and myself. So I took a quick picture and left. I wonder what would’ve happened if I stayed ?

It doesn't matter, I won’t try again. I’m not even sending this letter. On tv, they mentioned writing out your emotions was helpful. I don’t know if it worked because I’m crying more than I’ve had in months. Writing this letter doesn’t change the fact that I’m in love with two men that would never want me .

No wonder you cried whenever you looked in here. That was awful! Did you really believe that? How could you not know, (Y/N)? It’s always been you. Before there was us, it was you. I’m hesitant on reading the next letter, but curiosity is getting the better of me. How else will we know what’s on your mind, if you won’t let us in.

The second letter:

Wow.

I can’t believe that you’re back in my life. I wake up on edge every morning, afraid that its all just a dream, but then I get your goodmorning text Katsuki, or your daily facetime call. It’s been amazing. I was hesitant terrified at first to get you guys involved. Didn’t want you to feel forced or pressured, but things have been going so well. Seeing the two of you with my daughter is just …. I don’t even know how to describe the feeling. Blossom has never been happier. Going this long without a father, and now she has two.

I’m happy too. It might not seem like it because I’m so awkward sometimes, but I just don’t know how to act around you two. I mean, y’all are so fucking sexy, you two have grown up. I feel like I’m in high school again, lusting after my two friends. But just like then, its more than that. I’m still in love with you. Time stood still for me, and when you guys came back into my life, all those feelings that I’d pushed aside came back with you. Ignoring them is hard, especially with the way you’ve been treating me. Always around, giving soft touches, lingering forehead kisses … it makes a girl flustered. I saw the two of you kiss the other day and that image has been permanently engraved in my mind. It wasn’t even a super sexy kiss. It was just the way Izu held your chin, Katsuki. Or the way you whimpered after ‘Suki smirked while pulling away. I just want someone;I just want the two of you to be like that with me… but I know that’ll never happen. Even if you didn’t have eachother, why would you want me? Even in highschool I didn’t have guys flocking towards me, but now ? Yeah, I think it’s safe to assume that I wouldn’t be your type. So, I’ll keep pushing those feelings away because I’m just happy to have you two around. I may be lonely, but I’m not alone. And that works for me.

“I think-

“So she-

We spoke at the same time, both coming to terms with what we just read. You still liked us. Loved us even. This was amazing! This is good! Now we can tell you how we feel and we can all be a big happy family! Right?

We heard shuffling in your bedroom, so we quickly put everything back where we’d found it. You trudged out the bedroom, pout present on your full lips. “I’m hungryyyy” you whined, fluttering your lashes as you swayed side to side. Still apparently delirious from fever and medication. “Kacchan, made you some (f/d). I’ll go turn the stove back on so it can warm up”.

“Suki!” you gasped, pressing your cheeks as you skipped towards him. “thank you, thank you, thank you!” Giggling, you straddled his lap and pressed kisses on his cheeks. “Y/N- stop” His voice was strained and his hands hovered over your ass, not sure if he should let them drop. Did you know what you were doing? Obviously, not. You were out of it. Still giggling, you placed your hand on his chest and squeezed, “but I’m happy you’re feeding me mommy”. Kacchan chuckled, finally let his hands fall against your ass; squeezing you just like you did him”. “I think I prefer “daddy”, Princess” he smirked, making you bite your lip.

“Umm, Kacchan… I don’t think it’s the best time. She’s sick” I say and she turns her attention towards me. Crawling over the couch and climbing into my lap. “You’re right, Izu … I’m lovesick!” Her hands grazed my neck and slid into my hair, tangling her cute fingers in my strands. It felt so good that my eyes fluttered shut for a moment and I pulled her closer. She was pressed against my chest with her crotch resting on top of my bulge. Look, I didn’t want to get hard, I’m trying my best to keep it down but I can feel the warmth radiating from her pussy and I the way she’s looking at me … “You’re so pretty, Izu. Just like in school”. I kissed her.

Pushing her shirt above her hips, I dug my fingers into her plump ass, rocking her hips against mines as my tongue slides into her mouth. (Y/N)’s whimpering, moaning in my mouth and pulling at my strands while we suck on eachother’s tongues. The cushions shifted and Kacchan was pressed against us, licking down my neck and groping her ass. “Daddy~” she mewled, pulling away to press her lips against his. It was even hotter to watch. Still grinding my bulge against her cunt, I reached over to rub at Kacchan’s. He choked down a sob, and rolled his hips against my hand. This was starting to move really fast. We were not expecting something like this to happen. You weren’t even in a clear state of mind. No no, this isn’t good. “K-kacchan stop. We can’t”. He groaned, but pulled away. The look he shot me was enough to make me whimper. Pupils dilated so wide that his eyes looked black and chest heaving rapidly. Like a predator looking at prey. “Deku… “I know , Kacchan me too. But this isn’t ri-“ My words trailed off and a moan escaped my lips when you rocked your hips against me. “No, Izu please. Don’t Stop“ you whined, pawing at Kacchan’s chest and rocking against my lap. Grinding harder and faster until you were chanting my name and cumming all over my pants. That was the most beautiful thing I’d ever witnessed.

“mmm~ such a good girl. Came so hard for me. Felt nice didn’t it ?”

You nodded, grabbing at our hands and sticking out fingers in your mouth. “So good” you muttered around the digits, “wanna make you feel good too”. Fuck. Okay, I know you’re a little out of it right now, but we all love eachother so it’s fine right? Probably won’t even go all the way … Who am I kidding, I’m about to fuck the shit out of you.

“O-okay, Kacchan go grab the baby monitor and I’ll turn off the stove. Go wait for us in the room, doll” You scurried off excitedly and me and Kacchan exchanged grins. “DP?” He raised a brow, and I nodded. Was that even a real question?

Not even ten seconds had passed before we were opening the door to your bedroom. More excited than we’d been in a while. I could see Kacchan’s print against his thigh. This was gonna be crazy.

Or so we thought, because when we opened the door you were asleep. Knocked out in a starfish position, snoring softly. Kacchan whimpered, “i- but- can we wake her up?” Reluctanty, I sighed and shook my head “no” and covered her with a blanket. Kacchan groaned, gripping at his erection. “Fuck! What am I supposed to do about this?” Always, fucking whining. He’s not the one that had your pussy in his face or rubbing on his dick. It’s like I’ve been being edged all day! Wrapping my hand around his throat, I push him against the wall.

“Are you gonna be a good boy for me tonight, Kacchan?”

**♡**

It was a long night. Very eventful, but I’m not complaining. Even though the situation wasn’t ideal, I’m glad we made some progress. I can’t wait for us to talk about taking things to the next step.

We were in the kitchen, getting Blossom ready for school. She had already eaten breakfast, and we were just about to walk out the door when you ran out of your bedroom.

“Blossom ! Wake up!” you shouted, frantically pulling on a pair of pajama pants. Probably thinking that you were running late because we’d turned your alarms off. “Relax, doll. We already got her dressed.” I say, and you made the cutest little squeak. “Izu!? ‘Suki?” Eyes widened as you looked between the two of us. “’Morning, Princess” Kacchan winked, a smirk growing on his features. Always such a tease. “Goodmorning, Doll.” I say, heading in her direction for a morning kiss. Would that be weird ? I mean we already kissed last night so it should be fine. “What are you doing here?” I paused, taking in her confused expression. “Hah?” Kacchan walks out of the kitchen, staring with furrowed brows, but your startled look remained. “W-what are you guys doing here? How did you get in ?” Oh my god. “You don’t remember …?”

“No” she shook her head, “Did Blossom call you?”

“We’ve been here since takin’ care of you since yesterday. Spent the night and everything” Kacchan huffed.

“You really don’t remember ?” I squeezed her hand, and she frowned and put her hand on my cheek, “No… just some weird dreams. Did something happen?”

“ Apparently, not” Katsuki grumbled, picking up Blossom and heading towards the front door. Must’ve been embarrassed because his cheeks were pink and I’m sure I was blushing as well.

“Umm, we’ll drop her off this morning, doll. Get some rest.” I kissed her cheek and she nodded. Confused expression still fixed on her face.

“Thanks for taking care of me last night”.

If you only knew the half of it.

Not quite discontinued but on hiatus until further notice with a high probability of never being updated again but still a slim chance. 🧡💚

My Moots 💋💋| @xogabbiexo, @plussizeficchick, @riozakii, @namjoonswifeyy, @nasty-quillz, @neeheehe, @thicksimpx, @po3ticb3auty, @bl--ankhaeji, @bookwormsenpai, @blkchxrryblyss, @tenyaiidasslut, @dabilovesme, @dabitouya18, @sintiva, @angwritez, @dejwrites, @gabzlovesu, @misss-chrisss, @38riku, @luna-indigoduh, @rinhoes, @haikyutiehoe

[ripperdoc-is-daddy]

Some Things Change

NCPD Inspector Midoriya and MaxTac Agent Katsuki Bakugou have a tiff.

TW: Cyberpunk 2077 SPOILERS, Violence, Gore, Angst, Blood, Crude humor, Crude language, some suggestive dialogue If you have played the TTRPG or CDPR Game then you know what to expect. Cyberpunk RPG specific terminology, Established Relationship, Mentions of offspring. INPUT READER IS A BLACK AFAB-GENDERFLUID PERSON! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! PERMISSION TO READ, REPOST OR TRANSLATE DENIED! ALL MHA/BNHA CHARS ARE GROWN ASS ADULTS

Izuku Midoriya sat at his desk. The mods on his optics rapidly scanning documents and reviewing cases that were on his docket or needed to be closed out. Nothing important was coming over the blotter so he had no reason to move from his desk. He was tired, having been here for the past, what? He didn’t even recall how long it had been. At least two days. There had been an uptick in cyberpsycho cases and black-market snuff bd selling that had prevented his going home. Something he desperately needed. Along with a shower and a meal.   

He was getting neither anytime soon. Well, not at home. Stretching he stood up and made his way to the communal locker rooms. His back was far more sore than he expected. He enters the locker room, heads to his locker, strips, and grabs his shower supplies. Doing one last stretch then heading into the adjacent showers. He sets his stuff down on a bench closest to his favorite showerhead then steps into the glassed-off shower. Slapping the button for hot he stands under and shivers as he is blasted with the ice-cold waters of hell. Groaning he swears to himself, closing his eyes, and quietly begs the powers that be to not give him any more shit. He just wants to relax for 30 minutes.  

“They reversed the connections the other day. Cold is hot, nerd.” a gruff, annoyed voice tells him. Izuku hisses audibly then slams the cold button. “Thanks, Kacchan.” he says quietly as he lets the much warmer water slip down his mostly ‘ganic form. A responding grunt is heard followed by the sound of the showerhead next to him turning on. “Whatever.” is the only thing said back to him and the owner of the voice goes back to ignoring his presence.   

The soaked, green-haired man internally berates himself. He should have known this information! He had just read it in a department report. Rubbing his face harshly he opens his eyes, shakes his head then stares up at the ceiling. His own failure to remember such a basic detail had only served to irritate the only occupant of the room. Someone he desperately wanted to reconnect with.   

Trying to be discreet and casual the lightly freckled man steals a glance over at the other occupant. Next to him stood a bored and irritated-looking Kacchan. Katsuki Bakugou. His former childhood best friend turned Rockerboy turned MaxTac agent. The circumstances concerning his employment being Izuku’s fault. Something he doesn’t think the former Rocker will ever forgive.  

Had Midoriya not overstepped and summoned Kaccha-Bakugou's input all those years ago he wouldn’t be here standing next to him today. The MaxTac member wasn’t mad he had lived. No, he had even expressed his thanks for it. He was furious Izuku had put the man’s input in danger by summoning them to the scene of Bakugou’s Cyberpyschosis. Exposing them to the ugliest and most insecure parts of him and potentially killing them leaving their twins without parents. Ever since then the relationship between the inspector and the MaxTac member has been hostile on good days and catastrophic on bad ones. With Katsuki absolutely refusing to willingly work with or around Midoriya. Which makes the current situation odd now that the green-haired man thought about it.   

“Stop staring nerd. You trying to make a BD reel to sell or save for your private collection?” the Ashen blonde sneers and he continues to scrub his body down. Midoriya sighs and averts his eyes. “No, Kacchan. Just making mental notes. Usually, you want nothing to do with me. I am just surprised that you are willingly standing next to me right now and engaged me in conversation not once but twice now.” The words tumble out of his mouth before he can stop them. Alarm shooting up his spine. Reflexively he steps off to the side and looks over at his former best friend waiting for the angry berating he is sure to receive.   

But none came.   

Only a monotone “Hnnnn.” along with more squishy noises as Bakugou relathers up his loofah and begins to rub himself down. Not content with a once-over. The man had always been obsessively hygienic. “Yeah, I got something to tell ya.” the blonde says flatly. His nose scrunched up in annoyance. Still not looking over at Midoriya. Stretching out his flesh-toned chrome arm, Katsuki lathers it up then moves on to the next one. “My input wanted to me to relay that the twins have their birthday this weekend and they want you there. The twins too,” he growls out.   

Izuku observes the eyebrow twitching above sanguine-colored eyes. Saying those words must have been torture for the other man. “Oh, I see. Yeah, I’ll be there. I wouldn’t miss it for the world. I’ve grown fond of them over the years.” Midoriya says nervously. Rubbing at the back of his head. It wasn’t a lie. He really was fond of the kiddos. How the perpetually scowling man next to him had managed to get such an amazing family was beyond him. He was happy for them and that they still had a chance at family. Even if the blonde did harbor an intense as fuck grudge against him.   

“Yeah, I figured you would say that. I’ll send you a list of what they like currently. We are planning on taking them out into the badlands and doing some fuck shit. Got a new grenade launcher they might enjoy using.” The blonde chuckles, an honest-to-goodness content and peaceful smile making a rare appearance on his face. “I can’t wait to see their faces. What about you nerd? You got anyone to go home to?”   

The abrupt shift to the green-haired man’s personal life has said man looking away quickly and staring down at his feet. “Ah, no. Not just yet. I don’t think we are there yet.” he mumbles out. Not liking the focus being on himself. He can feel the blonde’s sneer and he regrets engaging the other man in conversation. “Heh, you don’t say. Must suck to suck. It’s been a few months now, hasn’t it? Still haven’t managed to convince her to do anything more than a coffee date. Huh, nerd?” Bakugou’s words dig into the warm, squishy hidden interior that Midoriya keeps hidden away.   

“I don’t want to rush anything. Not everyone can rush headlong into a relationship without a care in the world like you.” Izuku replies coldly. Finished with his own shower, he slams the cold-water button again, steps out, and begins to dry off. The shut-off of the shower head next to him lets him know that unfortunately this conversation isn’t done and Katsuki intends to have the last word.  

“What the fuck does that mean, Midoriya?” the overly aggressive blonde follows behind and grabs the other man’s arm once he is within reach. “Answer me!” he demands. Izuku jerks his arm out of the other’s grasp, picks up a towel, and begins to dry himself off. “Just that. That is how the two of you got together. You and your input-” he doesn’t get to finish his sentence as a chromed fist connects with his very much so organic jaw. Midoriya crashes back and trips over the bench falling to the floor with a rough “Mmmfph”. No time to recover as the furious MaxTac agent is now sitting on top of him all but foaming at the mouth.   

“Say that to my face again!” a furious Bakugou pulls Izuku up by the hair, bringing them nose to nose. “I dare you!” the enraged man snarls out. Midoriya narrows his eyes as a hand reaches behind his head to remove the chokehold that Katsuki has on his hair. “Back off Kacchan. Take your immunoblockers before you lose control again,” he warns the MaxTac agent. Calm, cool, and collected. Midoriya was pissed as well but it wouldn’t do anyone any favors if he gave into his rage like the blonde pinning him down was.   

Abruptly the blonde releases him completely. Red eyes bore into his skull with hatred as they both stand up. “You’re such a fucking prick, Izuku,” Katsuki says low and cold. “Not everything is an attack against you. Not my fault you needed someone to push you a bit to just ask her out on a real date instead of pussy footing around like a bitch.” The blonde grabs his towel and storms off leaving Midoriya alone with his thoughts.   

Replaying the conversation in his head he realizes that Katsuki had been trying to help in his own way. Bakugou had always been abrasive but when he looks back at the expression on the blonde’s face and pairs them with the words, he realizes that he assumed that the other was sneering at him. He never saw it. In fact, the last expression he saw before pure rage was bliss on the man’s face. It was very possible that he had projected his own insecurities onto his childhood bestie and things had spiraled from there.   

Internally he berates himself for being such an asshole. “I really need to take some time off. I wouldn’t have done that if I had been taking care of myself,” he complains quietly in the empty room. “Yeah, that's true. You look like shit, Izuku. Go rest. Tell Ochako you are feelin’ under the weather and she’ll show up at your flat with something to help you feel better.” Midoriya’s head whips up to see a mostly dressed Bakugou standing in front of him holding up the green-haired man’s shirt. “Oh, yes! I’ll do that. Thanks, Kacchan.” taking the shirt gingerly, the detective casually shrugs it on. He is opening his mouth to apologize when he is cut off.   

“Don’t. Just don’t. I get it. You are overworked and got a lot on your mind. Take the time off and refresh. You look like shit and your attitude matches. Make sure you show up at the twins’ birthday party or I’ll end you.” Katsuki says casually as he places his own shirt on and begins to lace up his boots. A leather biker jacket with his former band's logo emblazoned on it.   

“Thanks, Kacchan. I mean it. You won’t let me apologize so I won’t but at least let me say thank you.” he pulls on his boxers, joggers, socks, and shoes before the other man responds. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever. It’s what choombs to for each other. I still hold a grudge against you for dragging them into that bloodbath I started but....we are still choombs. Doesn’t mean I wanna see your fuckin’ puppy dog eyes every time I need to get the job done though.” Bakugou grabs his jacket and puts it on. Leaving before Midoriya can say anything. A middle finger his farewell before he exits the room leaving the detective alone and chuckling to himself.   

“Some things never change,” Izuku tells himself mentally. A notification flashes across his optics. Militech and Ochako. Ochako is asking if he is ok. Someone heard the commotion in the showers and she was worried something bad had gone down. He sends her a reassuring reply and asks if she wants to come over for dinner and a movie. Maybe snuggle a bit. Watch a brain dance. The warm fuzzies entering and spreading through his chest at the thought of holding her in his arms.   

He opens the Militech email and his blood turns to ice.   

“Detective, it seems you and I share a mutual interest. I would like to meet with you to discuss.”   

It’s short and sweet. Accompanied by a photo of none other than Katsuki Bakugou. Looking pissed off as ever holding his input with another woman standing behind him looking curiously over them both. This picture was taken the other day at the hostage situation down at Corpo Plaza in the Arasaka building. He scrolls down to see who the sender was. Sanemi Shinazugawa.   

Midoriya swears his optics must be fucky or something because there is no way either of them should have attracted the attention of this man. Yet the message said otherwise. Inhaling deeply, he replies back.   

“That can be arranged. I have prior engagements this upcoming weekend. You can find me in my office on Monday.” That should suffice. Or at least the inspector hopes it does. He sends out his replies and stares up at the ceiling.  

Some things never change but sometimes things do. For better or worse.  

Fin. 

[neesieiumz]

The Tunnel I. Midoriya

Earth bender!Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Summary: You joined their group for a while... living life on the run during the 100 Year War. You’d fallen for the leader of the group, Izuku Midoriya, does he reciprocate your feelings? How does he?

A/N: This is my first collab!! I’m so excited!! This was such a work in progress, and I originally wanted this to be my longest work yet, so I may actually do an extension on this later! I worked on this for over a month only for the plot of this to come to me in like three days. So instead of this having action first romance later, I made this romance based... so there's no actual action. I hope you enjoy it!!

Word count: 3.4K

Warnings: 18+, Cunnilingus, thigh riding

Commission me on Kofi, or just buy me a coffee!

---

You had been traveling with the group of misfits for a while, finding and helping them out of their dilemma of running into the local cops when they stole some food. After that, you made them accept you and accept you as they did. They were all uprooted from their homes by Fire Nation forces and were scoring the Earth Kingdom for a place to live, and stealing while they were at it. You were a lava bender, which is what drew the Fire Nation army to you. Your mother ran away with you a long time ago, after falling in love with an Earth Kingdom man. After he was killed in front of her, she moved to a small village, raised you, and got married to your stepfather… who wasn’t a good man. When the Fire Nation heard about your abilities, he was more than happy to send you away for a quick buck. Your mom fought him, but he shut her up quickly. Without them, you don’t know if you would be here right now.

There was Uraraka, the only non-bender, who had incredible strength and wicked martial arts technique. She was the only girl until you came along and the two of you bonded quickly. There was Tsuyu, a water bender with a signature technique of the longest water whip you’ve ever seen, she would call it “A Frog’s tongue.” There was also Shouto, another water bender who had run away from home, his father was a Fire Nation General, thought to be the Fire Lord’s, right-hand man. His Water Tribe and Fire Nation backgrounds mixed together and he was able to heat up the water he bent, often turning into a smokescreen for you all to escape from. There was even a fire bender there, the ever so explosive Katsuki, whose fire got so hot it caused explosions in his hands. He also ran away from home with Shouto, after standing up for him in a crowd in front of his parents and Shouto’s father.

There were two who were from the Earth Kingdom like you, Ejirou, who liked to bend the earth to create a shield or armor for himself when he fought. He was pretty much you guys’ shield. And then there was him, Izuku Midoriya. He had green fluffy hair, freckles, and tan skin. He had a smile that shined like the sun and honestly, you had never met someone so joyous at him. You almost wouldn’t believe that he was the main offensive bender other than Katsuki. All the scars running down his arms only prove how much of a skilled warrior he is. His earth bending skills were off the charts, apparently, he was trained by one of the best Earhtbenders to ever live, Yagi “All Might” Toshinori. In addition to earth, he was also a skilled metal and sand bender.

Even though he and Katsuki fought on the role often, it was pretty obvious that he was the leader of the group.

Currently, you all were staying in an abandoned home deep into the forest of Shai Ya Mo. Most of the lot was asleep, but yet you found yourself waking up early, it was still night when you did. You looked around in the room and saw an empty sleeping bag, before noticing two lumps in the corner where Ochacho placed her sleeping bag. You smiled at them, giggling internally at the display, before quietly tiptoeing out of the room and into the hallway. You walked down the hall, looking at all the old ancient paintings that were still placed there. You then walked down the stairs, towards the kitchen where you and Ktauki had just cleaned up after making dinner for all of them. You scratched at the back of your neck as you went for the teapot, wanting some lavender tea with a hint of honey to relax right back to sleep.

“Late night?” A smooth, dulcet familiar voice spoke out in the open space near the kitchen.

The sound caused you to jump, turning around quickly with the nearest item near you, which happened to be the teapot you were boiling water in. Familiar scarred hands held out in innocence as the moonlight revealed the person to be Izuku, confirming what your ears had heard. You sighed, relaxing before turning back around to place the kettle over the heat.

“Izuku,” you breathed, “you scared me.”

You heard a deep chuckle, before hearing footsteps come up from behind you. You could feel his body heat as he was now standing right behind you. You shuddered slightly as he leaned over you, looking at the mug out and the teapot boiling water over the sparked flame. His breath ghosted over your shoulder and his hands rested on top of your shoulders as he began to speak, the vibration ringing off in your ear ever so harmoniously.

“Tea? Can you make me a cup too please?”

Mouth dry and nervous, you simply nodded your head before reaching up to get another mug. However, you force mid-motion, the feeling of Izuku’s front pressing up against your back. He was… he was shirtless. You’d only seen Izuku shirtless a handful of times, mostly when you all went swimming together in an impromptu lake. Earth benders carry a lot of power in their legs, you should know, of course, seeing how toned and well-defined your thighs are compared to the rest of your body. But Izuku went all out, saying he wanted to look a lot like his late teacher, All Might. According to him, he wasn’t even close to how he looked, but lord oh lord, was he built. You could feel every sharp curve of his muscle, every indent of his abs. Izuku Midoriya was not someone to play with. You could feel him smil- smirking into your hair as he grabbed the cup out of the cupboard before placing it on the counter beside your own.

You took a moment to swallow as much saliva as you could muster before speaking “th-thank you.”

He simply hummed into your hair, his hand snaking around your thinly covered waist. Hands shaky, you placed the lavender tea bag into the teakettle, before taking a long spoon to stir around while dipping the bag in and out of the hot water to concentrate the taste of the leaves into the water. All while that was happening, you actively ignored the way Izuku’s hand was rubbing across your waist. Your heart pounded away in your chest, and your mind was racing 2 miles a minute.

What does this mean? Does he like me? I always thought he liked Ochako because they were so close. Oh my god, he’s so close. Fuck his hands are so big.

“Y/n.”

With a single call of your name, Izuku easily broke you out of the trance you were in.

“Y/n, you’ve been stirring that tea for over five minutes, I think it’s ready.” His voice carried a tinge of amusement, making your cheeks burn with embarrassment.

“Oh,” you said with a slight pitch to your tone, “of-of course.”

You placed the spoon down on the towel before pouring some honey into each cup. Taking the teapot, you poured the mixture into the two cups, mixing them around to make sure the honey blended into the tea. You then took Izuku’s cup, turning around slightly, and handing it to him. He gave you a small smile, not relaxing his hand from your waist, instead, he used his other hand to grab the tea before taking a long sip.

“Aaah,” he sighed contently, “you make the best tea.”

You thanked him, before going to take a sip out of your own cup. You stood there in silence, just taking small sips of your tea, letting the blend of the soothing, calming lavender, with the sweet tinge of honey overtake you.

“Y/n,” Izuku started, beginning to guide you in one direction, “can I show you something?”

You looked at the tall, green-haired man, blinking before nodding. He smiled down at you before moving his hand from your waist to your free hand, pulling you somewhere. He pulled down another hallway before going down a flight of stairs that you don’t remember seeing in your tour a few days ago. It was dark and there was no light, so you stuck close to the man whilst continuously sipping your tea. You wrapped your cold hand against his warm arm, slightly jumping at the sound of the floorboards creaking. At the end of the stairwell was a door, which you also don’t remember seeing on the tour. You looked up at Izuku, questioning his motives but just gave you another exciting smile before slowly opening up the door.

What you saw amazed you.

It was bright, that was the first thing that caught your eye. In the room were teal crystals all over the room, well it was more like a large tunnel. It all glowed and shined so beautifully together. It was….scenic. The crystals lit up the room, cursing a green-blue glow to cast over the entire tunnel. Each gem gleamed individually and it collided together so smoothly. You almost couldn’t believe your eyes.

“Izuku,” you gasped in amazement, “this is so beautiful.”

You couldn’t help but spin around, wanting to drink in this glorious sight before your eyes.

“Have you heard the tale of Shai Yao Mo, why this forest came to be?”

You looked back at Izuku, who had now taken a seat at one of the falter rocks. He had patted down at the space beside him, so you took it to go and sit beside him. He pulled in with his arm, snuggling you close into his side, making your heart race once more and your pits sweat.

“There was a man, named Gumang Yao, and he was in love with the spirit that lived in this forest. He would come and visit her every day with a gift, handcrafted from his pottery shop. Shai Mo would give him visions of where these tunnels were so he could have gems for his vases and other works.”

A man… in love with a forest spirit. You sighed, as he continued on the story, wrapping your arms around his buff bicep and taking another sip of your tea.

“The forest wasn’t nearly as wild as before, and in the remnants of the forest, you could see traces of where the village used to be. The spirit, named Shai Mo, would see how this human would care for her. And soon enough, the spirit felt the same for Gumang as well. Whenever Gumang was not working, he would go and see her. Gumnag was very content with his life, knowing how Shai Mo couldn’t leave the forest. However, there was an evil rich man who lived in the village as well. His name was Rali. He had a daughter who was in love with Gumang and wanted to marry him. When Gumang refused, Rali had the man sentenced to death for breaking his daughter’s heart.”

You gasped, jumping up slightly, “death? For not wanting to marry a wicked man’s daughter?”

Izuku’s face had a lowly smile, “that’s just the way it was back then Petal.”

You smiled at the use of his nickname for you, nudging for him to continue the story.

“Gumang ran away just as he was stabbed, hoping to see his love one last time. He made it just in time, curled up to a tree, and cried out his love for Shai Mo as he bled out. Shai Mo, who usually spoke with the wind to her beloved, along with her visions, came out in her spiritual form, to hold Gumang for the first and last time. She told him she loved him and Gumang looked at her corporeal form, and called her the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, before dying in her arms.”

You took another sip in anticipation as he continued the story, “what happened next?”

“Shai Mo, distraught with despair and anger, made the forest grow and grow, covering the entire grasslands that backed the village. It destroyed houses, buildings and even killed some. Once she was done, she buried her love’s body under the tree he died. Before disappearing into the forest entirely, never to have come out again.”

“That,” you began, unsure of where to start, “that’s so sad.”

“Yeah, it is.”

You looked up at all the teal crystals embedded in the walls, “yet, I’m glad to know that Gumang died knowing how much the spirit cared for him. How much she loved him.”

You took another sip of your now lukewarm tea, before tapping Izuku on the shoulders to make him look at you. His glistening, evergreen eyes staring right down at you as you traced your free hands across his face, your thumb lingering over the scar he got from a tough opponent. Tea long forgotten, you used your now free hand cup his right cheek, tracing that thumb over his caramel-colored freckles. You felt his own hands grab you by the hips before pulling your entire body onto his lap. It was like something was washing over, a sudden boost of courage if you had to explain yourself. All around you, the crystals began to dim slowly but you didn’t notice, all your attention on Izuku.

“Izuku,” you whispered, leaning your forehead against his own.

You could hear the clank of your cups onto the hard floor but you didn’t care. All you cared about was the man in front of you, the man who you’ve been with for so long. The man you’ve longed for, ever since you joined the group.

That’s when you could feel it, a tentative press of lips against your own. It was swift, but you could taste the hints of lavender and honey from the tea but also a hint of coffee and mint. You wanted more, you needed more. So you pulled him by the face to yours once again and planted your lips on his own. This time, his response was much more proactive, his grip on your waist tightening. Your hands soon trailed down his face, roaming all around his shirtlessness. You breathed through your nose with each second, searing the taste of his lips into your brain. You were doing it, after all this time of dreaming, you were finally kissing Izuku. And it was everything you could imagine and more.

You spread your legs, allowing Izuku to pull you in even closer. You could feel your arousal building up, the slit between your legs slickening up with every second you savored Izuku’s lips. Your body moved on its own, grinding against Izuku’s thigh. Under your thin nightgown, you weren’t wearing anything under it, and you knew that Izuku could feel that. Feeling the building wetness that was beginning to stain his pants, begin to stain his thigh. The act, the show of the way you slowly ground yourself into him, only caused his cock to begin to stir and rise. Your clit rubbed against the thin fabric of his pants, the slight burn giving you an edge you ever knew you needed.

“Y/n,” he sounded like he was out of breath, breathing heavily as he let go of your lips for a second.

You whined against his lips, hips moving faster and faster against his thigh. The thin band within your stomach gradually builds up with each thrust against his body.

“Y/n,” he started again, groaning at his feeling of hard cock threatening to burst against the seams of his thin pants.

“Izuku,” you moaned, throwing your head back as the band snapped suddenly, your orgasm washing all over you.

You spilled yourself all over his thighs, a large wet stan as proof of your release. You inhaled shakingly as Izuku lifted you in his arms before slowly placing you on the floor. You were taking deep breaths, you had never came so fast before. Not even during those late nights when it was just you and your index and middle finger. You could feel Izuku’s broad hands take at your thigh before slowly peeling them back, the knee-jerk reaction of you holding them back to let him see you in all your glory. Your messy cunt all on display for him.

“Y/n… is this… is this okay?” He asked, huffing in deep breaths.

You breathed out a yes as Izuku took a finger, before dipping it into your pulsating pussy, slowly moving up and down in between your inner lips. Your clear cum got all over his fingers, before seeing his whole dip down towards your pussy, shuddering as you felt his breath hit your cunt. You gasped, feeling his large tongue lick from the bottom, near the taint between your pussy and your asshole, before slowly going up and up between your inner lips. He drank you in with the tip of his tongue and stopped once his tongue hit the sensitive bundle of nerves. Your hands moved from your thighs to his hair, gripping it tight as he dove, eating away at your pussy as if he was a mad man. He licked, he sucked and even bit in all the right places. You couldn’t keep your voice down, screaming to the heavens above as Izuku bit your thigh, leaving a slight mark before going back in.

“Izuku, oh Izuku, fuuuck!”

You could feel his calloused fingers spread your inner lips before diving even deeper, his tongue sticking in and out of your hole rapidly. When his tongue was diving deep inside of you, his fingers were encircling your clit, the rough pads of his fingers making paced circled motions into the pearl, making sure the pressure was just enough to make your hips buck right back into this mouth. You tasted amazing, so clean, oh my god he couldn’t get enough of you. Then he switched, and your mind damn near went blank. He plunged one of his beefy fingers into your vagina, while he surrounded his lips around your clit beginning to suck and swirl his tongue around it.

“Come on,” he coaxed, mumbling against you, “give me one more, I know you can do it Petal.”

You screamed, your hips lifting up into the sky, wrapping your legs around Izuku’s neck and smothering him into your pussy, “Oh god oh god, oh my god, I’m cumming again! Izuku fuuck”

You could barely hear him, but you knew what he was mumbling against you. So with no holding back, your climax released, all over his face. It dripped down onto his neck, but that didn’t stop him from licking up all that was left behind on your pussy.

You heaved in and out, tired from the two back-to-back orgasms you had. Your ears rang and buzzed, and your vision was pure white before fading into an ebony black. Your body flopped onto the ground and your eyes closed as you heard Izuku shuffling around. Soon enough you felt yourself being lifted off the ground and walking. That’s when a realization came to your mind. He never… he never got off.

Your legs were numb at this point, but you were able to shuffle around to get his attention.

“Yeah Petal?”

Your words slurred a bit as you slowly opened your eyes, slightly winding at the light of the glimmering gems above you.

“You never… you didn’t…” Your words were jumbled together but it seems that Izuku got what you meant.

He chuckled in your ear, pulling you closer to his body, “don’t about that, trust me. Your pleasure was all the pleasure I needed”

You opened your eyes fully as you were back at the top of the stairs again, the darkness better united for your eyes. He then took you down the hallway and up the stairs before walking past the two rooms before opening the door in the hallway. The one that was conveniently locked when you all arrived here. Inside the room, you could see a bed, big enough for two people. He slowly laid you down on top of it, before slowly climbing into the bed himself. He pulled the blanket from the two of you, and you found the strength to cuddle up beside him as he did, using the warmth of his body to lull you to sleep.

Deep in the back of your mind, it was as if you could hear a woman singing to you. A sweet lullaby that reminded you of the tea you had before. The calming, assuring voice sending the two of you straight into the land of dreams.

Buy me a coffee!! Here’s the link

Tags list; @tremendouswolfsaladranch

[rights-for-redshirts]

What really frustrates me these days.

There's a few "strong" female characters in BNHA, and in fiction in general. And don't get me wrong, I love Uraraka and Momo and Jirou and Mina with all my heart. Fanfiction about them? Love it. Fanart? Comics? Ships? You name it. They are my children and I would die for their happiness.

But ... as characters, I ... can't bring myself to like their concepts. And that's because ... even while they have strong quirks. And usually aren't that bad at fighting. (Ochaco's knife stealing moves are so. Cool.) None of them have any meaningful agency, drive or ambition to change something (and therefore rarely any influence on the actual plot, but that's not even the point here).

Look at the males: we've got

Midoriya, the visionary, who wants to become no.1 to make for a better world as well as save everybody and keeps raising the philosophical question of what it means to be a hero. Meaningful motivation, as well as what drives the show.

We've got Todoroki, who has Daddy IssuesTM and is struggling to find his own purpose away from that. Meaningful struggle.

Bakugou, who is a bundle of complicated volatile emotions wrapped up in nitro and spiky gelled hair, who undergoes a shitton of character development and I don't think I even need to point out how complicated he is under all of that violent behaviour. Motivation: pretty sure those are inferiority complexes caused by your messed up society. Meaningful and terrifying.

We've got Iida, who is more of a side character but stil has this whole responsibility: rules vs morals thing going on as well as his deep relationship with his brother

Now for the females:

Ochako, motivation: Money for her parents. Nice. Cute. Completely irrelevant. Or at least that's how it's treated in the show itself, since I'm pretty sure there are a lot more issues buried beneath that than what we're shown.

Asui, motivation: idk? Saving people, I think? Which would be cool if they actually explored it and dedicated some time to, but ... sure let' just ignore that because it's NEVER FUCKING RELEVANT to the plot. Her internship was cool, I guess.

Yaoyorozu, motivation: ... does that ever actually come up? The most character development I've seen from her was her confidence crisis in the finals, aside from that ... nothing comes to mind. She's really cool and I love her as a person. And she joins on adventures more easily, like the rescue attempt at Kamino. But she doesn't take the initiative either, at least as long as the guys are around (the tracker on the Nomou duringthe training camp was extremely cool, I admit it). In the end, she is more of a commodity for the "leaders" of 1A than an actual player.

So ... all of that has probably been said already, and by someone better with words than me at 1am. But I needed to get this off my chest -

It doesn't matter how strong a female character is. Or how weak, for that matter. What does matter is the impact they're having on the story, and what kind of impact that is. A female Gojo who never impacts the plot is a weak fucking female character. A quirkless female Midoriya throwing a book into the sludge villain's eye full well knowing she has no way to defend herself afterwards, but doing it anyways because it's the right thing to do and saving Bakugous life in the process as well as kickstarting three other events like receiving OFA, is an extremely strong female character; not because she's powerful, but because her actions drive the plot, because she has impact.

And seeing how the girls in BNHA are always, always treated as an afterthought - not when it comes to their own personal little arcs, but how every single one of them ends up being an irrelevant filler in the grand scheme of things - quite honestly, that's ... pretty painful.

[may-day-voice]

Mother's Day

w/ Izuku Midoriya, Shouto Todoroki & Katsuki Bakugou

please do not repost, but you have permission to reblog :)

• Watch/ Listen on YouTube: https://youtu.be/Fu2ifujKQI4

• Read on Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1109387237-oneshots-pro-hero-au-172732014-mother%27s-day

IZUKU MIDORIYA | Potluck Brunch

"Do you think that this is too much?"

"I'm sure it's fine."

Midoriya's smile warmed the chilliest of mornings while the cherry blossoms began to drift in the spring breeze. It was a busy start to the day grocery shopping for a surprise brunch he wanted to make for his mother. That did however include having to wake at four in the morning to peruse through the markets for the freshest ingredients.

You yawned loudly while carrying various shopping bags on hand, eyeing Midoriya carrying the more heavier ingredients with him - mostly the meat.

"Still trying to wake up?" Asked Midoriya.

"Just trying to slip back into my old routine," you explained, nuzzling your nose into your scarf. "I used to clean my equipment every two days at the break of dawn."

"You used to clean your guns?"

"Dismantle and put them back together too. I used to time myself."

You spoke casually and nonchalantly about those memories, recalling that competitive feeling to beat your time again and again. However, you heard nothing from Midoriya, finding that he only stared at you quizzically.

"What? I was... bored," you slowly explained, a little embarrassed about the topic.

"That explains your reaction time," pondered Midoriya, his eyes staring upwards in thought. "Constant practice and muscle memory would only make them second nature to you."

"Are you theorizing now?"

"Hehe, maybe a little."

You grimaced and yet smiled at Midoriya, bumping your hip into his playfully. He was still the observant and analytical man, always putting forward his ingenuity over his Quirk.

Soon, the both of you made your way to his old family home in an apartment complex, taking the elevator up before approaching the very familiar front door to his mother's. After a knock or two, the door opened, revealing a short woman whose eyes upon seeing the both of you, smiled happily.

"Izuku," she greeted, receiving a large hug from Midoriya.

"Nice to see you mum," he spoke, pulling away for you to greet her as well.

"So good to see you Inko," you cooed with a gentle hug. "Hope we haven't disturbed you."

"Oh nonsense, what's all this?" She asked, eyeing all of the bags in hand.

"Happy Mother's Day," cheered Midoriya while he lifted the heavier bags in hand. "We're going to treat you with potluck brunch."

"Izuku had this planned over the last week," you explained with another yawn escaping your throat. "Nothing but the best ingredients."

Inko glanced between yourself and Midoriya, along with all of the ingredients on hand in astonishment, before her eyes pricked with tears. You contemplated whether she was growing upset, however she closed in for another hug, sharing it between the both of you.

"You two work so hard. You didn't need to do this," she cried in happiness. Because of her short height, you glanced at Midoriya who was also standing awkwardly from the hug, finding that smile on his face again.

"We wanted to," he comforted while he gently pulled away, allowing Inko to release her sudden hold before he entered the apartment. "We'll take care of the cooking and cleaning."

"Today is meant for you," you reassured her, following Midoriya with a smile. "You don't lift a finger at all."

"As long as Cutie doesn't grill a cake," he teased from within, causing your shoulders to stiffen from the twang of embarrassment.

"Huh?" uttered Inko in confusion.

"Hey! It was only once!"

SHOUTO TODOROKI | Visiting Hours

Entering into the hospital ward still felt like an odd experience. Already having bypassed the reception desk with ease, Todoroki and yourself brought a few gifts for the occasion, including a small bouquet of Autumn Bellflowers.

"Have your brother and sister visited already?" You asked curiously with the resonant sounds of footsteps filling the halls.

"Natsu visited after work, and Fuyumi spent the day with Mum yesterday," bluntly replied Todoroki.

"That's good."

Todoroki eyed a smile on your lips, the both of you walking side by side while he smiled to himself. He cherished these little stares he could steal to see you happy next to him, hoping for you to slowly become more ingrained in his life now that you were engaged.

"What?" You uttered, catching his eye on you.

"Nothing," he replied, still with a warm smile.

Soon, Room 315 was in sight before Todoroki knocked on the door, opening it for you to enter first. You spotted his mother by the window, enjoying the gifts that were brought over the past day until her tired yet calm eyes spotted you by the door.

"Welcome," she greeted, walking up to you with open arms and hugging you. That was unexpected. You quipped in surprise, before she gently released you to turn to her son.

"Hello Mum," cooly greeted Todoroki.

"Please sit," invited Rei, pulling you gently by the arm to seat you by the dining table while Todoroki placed the bouquet of flowers elsewhere. Though the tug of Rei's hands were gentle, it held purpose. You felt it in her grip, in the tiny fingertips while she pulled you into the room.

Something wasn't odd, but it was different.

"How are you both?" She asked with delight.

"Aside from work, we've been doing fine," replied Todoroki.

"Yeah, there's been a hiccup, but nothing that we couldn't handle with some old friends," you added with a smile.

"I've seen the news," started Rei, her eyes dulling a little from her thoughts. "That man that is causing a mess, there's no sign of him?"

You turned to Todoroki, catching his eye once more before he joined the table, calmly holding onto his mother's hands.

"The Commission's got eyes on him. We'll find him soon," he reassured, receiving a calm

smile from his mother. "How are you going, Mum?"

"I've been well. Natsuo brought over some gifts and Fuyumi visited with some delicious treats and meals." Rei's eyes turned to Todoroki, filled with a sadness you had seen time and time before. "Your father came by as well, only for a short while though."

"I see," shortly replied Todoroki.

"Will you be slowly moving back to the estate?" You asked out of the blue, catching Rei off guard. "I mean, there's a place there for you, and maybe it's good to stay close with... family."

"Very soon," replied Rei without hesitation. "It's a shame. I was hoping to see you more often."

"Oh, I mean I don't live far from the hospital so if ever you need anything I'm a phone call away."

A silence befell the room, one that felt odd, like how Rei held your hand not too long ago.

"What?"

"Oh it's not that I don't appreciate the offer, but I would've thought Shouto would have invited the suggestion to you," explained Rei with that content smile, almost similar to the ones she gave on Todoroki's birthday.

"Love, would you like to move in with me?" Asked Todoroki from beside you without warning and without fail.

A stammer stopped your mouth from forming comprehensible words, taken back by the question. You looked between the two, spotting that content and warm smile on mother and son. Ones that you couldn't object or argue with. This was supposed to be Mother's Day.

"This is the best gift yet," commented Rei, smiling gently at your flabbergasted reaction.

KATSUKI BAKUGOU | Future In-Laws

Both Bakugou and yourself stood by the front door of his old family home, having arranged half a day to visit his mother for Mother's Day. You noticed how blue the sky was, how bright the sun shone, and how calm the Neighbourhood felt.

If only Bakugou was as cheerful.

You eyed him every once in a while, his face unchanging with that scowl etched in his brow. It wasn't his normal, usual, aggravated self. It was more of a-

"What?" He growled, his eyes glancing into yours.

"Nothing," you responded coolly with a smile.

"Don't gloat."

"I'm not."

"If that hag says anything, we're walking back home."

A snort escaped your nostrils, a small one but nonetheless one that continued to bubble into your shoulders. "I love your parents," you commented.

"That's what I'm afraid of."

"You're here!" Exclaimed Mitsuki, causing a cringe on Bakugou's snarl but a smile from yours.

"Hi Mitsuki!" You chirped, hugging the woman by the door.

"Oh hush, you can call me Mum now."

"Mum?"

"Shut up hag," reacted Bakugou with a snarl. "They're not calling you that."

"I give them my consent, Katsuki. You have no say in the matter," snarked Mitsuki.

The tension was, well, insurmountably tense, standing between two very aggressive individuals in a staring contest. Until you spotted a familiar set of eyes from inside the house, waving meekly despite his tall stature.

"Hi Masaru," you greeted with a wave of your own.

"I see the day has started," he commented while his eyes worriedly observed the growling match his wife and son were dealing with by the door. You only chuckled until-

"Oh, you can call him Dad now, or Pop whichever you prefer," mused Mitsuki with a chirp, with no sign of aggravation on her face or in her voice.

"Honey, they don't have to call me-"

"No, I won't accept it. Our Katsuki has found his one and only, so they're now a part of the family!"

"Will you shut it you old hag?" Interrupted Bakugou again. "They're not calling you that, and they don't want to."

"You're not the voice of reason here, you brat! Even as a man, you're still a child!"

You stuttered at the sudden change and turn of phrase every so often. The thought crossed your mind that you would've been so used to this family dynamic now. But there were some things you hoped you weren't the center of attention for. That was difficult when you were between Bakugou and his mother.

You gently held onto Bakugou's arm, pressing your body against it in hopes to comfort him while you smiled at Mitsuki.

"Why don't we cross that bridge when we cross the threshold?" You suggested. "After all it's your day today and we are happy to spend it with you out of our Hero schedules."

A deep sigh escaped Mitsuki's lips while she smiled back at you. "Of course, I still think that you're now a part of the Bakugou family, so no pressure when you're comfortable with the new names."

"You'll hear it straight from me," you reassured, causing a giggle to erupt from Mitsuki.

"Splendid, come on in." Mitsuki skipped inside the family home, leaving Bakugou and yourself by the door to spot Masaru following after her, mouthing his thanks to you.

You felt Bakugou's aggressive and tense nature wash away while you held onto his arm throughout the small conversation with Mitsuki, tenderly rubbing your hand against his skin before you noticed his stare on you.

"You okay?" You asked with a smile.

"Yeah, no thanks to that hag," he retorted. "But... thanks."

"Always here for you."

You felt his large hand intertwine with yours, fingers pressed together, palms touching. A smirk appeared on Bakugou's lips before he led you into his old family home, a place you had become acquainted with for years, now stepping into it as his fiancé.

[hey-hamlet]

BNHA AU Ideas : Your blessings are your curses.

Also on AO3

TL;DR:

Dead All Might acts as a guardian angel to this heroic quirkless kid he runs into. Izuku gets put into a dangerous situation and turns out – DNA wasn’t needed to pass OFA. Just intent. Izuku gains the ability to see All Might along with the ability to use his quirk.

Sadly, AFO notices.

Now Izuku is on the run with a ghost for a guardian after AFO’s goons kill his mother.

Your blessings are your curses:

TL;DR: Dead all might, acts as a guardian angel to this quirkless kid he runs into. Izuku gets put into a dangerous situation and turns out – DNA wasn’t needed to pass OFA. Just intent. Izuku gains the ability to see All Might along with the ability to use his quirk.

Sadly, AFO notices.

Now Izuku is on the run with a ghost for a guardian after AFO’s goons kill his mother.

So – In the fight between All for One and All Might six years before canon, All Might loses.

Not horribly. All for One is still left almost dead and retreats into hiding, but All Might falls unconscious never to open his eyes again, later dying of sepsis in the hospital. His eyes may never physically reopen, but he does awaken – translucent and noncorporeal.

For a while he doesn’t know if it’s a latent quirk, or maybe something All for One did as a final blow, but no – it’s One for All. One for All has a mind of its own and refuses to disappear until Yagi has found a successor. Not that Yagi knows that.

His old haunts are too painful to hang around, the whole nation is grieving for him and seeing that pain on his old friend's faces burns something fierce. So he does what he’s always done. He helps.

Midoriya Izuku is nine when his favourite hero dies. He sees how the nation is grieving and his desire to be a hero only burns brighter. The bullying he suffers worsens, hate crimes against the quirkless and those with ‘villainous’ quirks uptick. Japan isn’t a pillar of safety and security anymore – crime rates have risen to match or overtake worldwide averages.

Still, he feels almost, safer? He gets luckier – the book his classmate stole shows up in his bag by the next period, bullies trip more often, and sometimes as he runs from villain attacks or classmates with their quirks popping against the nape of his neck, he feels a broad hand push him forwards, giving him an extra burst of speed.

He decides it must be the All Might charm he bought the day before the news of All Might’s death broke. A small solid plastic charm meant for a phone with a bright yellow bell attached, along with a tag reading “I AM HERE”. He fills the bell with scraps of paper so no one can hear it ring as he holds it tight in his hand when he gets nervous.

Midoriya Izuku is nine when he is almost killed.

With All Might gone, organized crime spikes. Quirk trafficking rings spring up – very rare, but no less real. It’s one of these such rings that kidnaps Izuku on his way home from school. He awakens, sore and blurry-eyed in a warehouse with a half dozen other crying children. One by one they are forced to show off their quirks, to gauge their value.

Izuku has no quirk to show. He has no value to these people. They growl at him to stop playing around, to stop pretending to be a hero (his All Might charm is almost cutting into his hand from how hard he holds it. He needs his luck more than ever please all might save me one more time - ). He can't bring himself to shut his eyes as a flaming hand reaches towards his face.

For a moment it feels like he's being held. He feels safe.

A shockwave levels the warehouse, leaving he and the other children untouched, the villains buried in the rubble. Green sparks sink into his skin, dancing over the rapidly purpling bruises decorating his arm. He runs.

He comes back to himself in a park, sobbing and shaking, arms wrapped around his shaking form and an oddly familiar voice murmuring apologies and praise as a broad hand runs gently through his hair.

It seems One for All never needed DNA, only intent, to pass itself along. With the passing of the quirk, Yagi should have dissipated, but he refused, clinging to the child he’d accidentally burdened with his legacy, the same quirkless child he’d been playing guardian angel for all this time.

When Izuku sees All Might he freezes. It’s not All Might as he knew him, rather – this is the All Might that died. He’s translucent, faded around the edges, with a tattered and bloodstained costume, thick padded bandaging over his stomach hiding stiches staining to close infected wounds, doing little to stop the blood oozing through. Still – All Might’s eyes are bright blue and kind and his smile is as it always was. Izuku throws himself onto his hero and sobs.

All Might – Yagi, as he insisted Izuku call him – led him to the nearest police station, as he tried to explain what had occurred. It wasn’t easy considering Yagi didn’t seem to be sure himself, but Izuku was pretty sure the quirk he’d been accidentally gifted was sentient.

Izuku held his arms up to the sky, stretching his fingers to the pinpricks of light in the night sky. Sparks of glittering gold, green, white, blue and red jumped across his skin, like the static shocks he’d get when he wore his wool socks in bed, but less painful. They almost felt playful.

“What are they called?” Yagi looked at him, confusion clear on his face. One of his spikes of hair drooped, and if Izuku could ignore the dust and blood that ran through it it would almost be funny.

“They? My boy, do you mean the sparks? If so, they don’t have a name.”

Izuku frowned, letting his hand drop. He could feel the sparks gently brushing his injuries, almost soothingly. “No, I mean your quirk. They should have a name, they’re so nice to me.”

Yagi coughed, dark blood spilling from his mouth, never to hit the ground. “One for All. It’s called One for All.”

Izuku’s frown deepened.

“All Might, mama says it’s rude to call someone an it.”

Inko is reunited with her only mildly injured son, now excitedly gushing about a quirk he’d somehow manifested. She privately thanks whatever spirit finally decided to smile upon her son, even if it took so long.

Their happiness doesn’t last long. Days later Izuku receives a summons to the head office. He freezes when he sees the police officer, Yagi’s comforting hand on his shoulder the only thing that keeps him from running.

It was a villain attack, the officer says with kindness so forced Izuku wants to cry. Yagi looks angry. If you’ll just come with us so we can get you to the safehouse with your mother –

Yagi almost growls with rage. “She’s lying.” He whispers, habit enforced despite the fact Izuku is the only person alive that can hear him. “Follow her out of the school then run” Izuku does exactly that, quirk sparking up his legs and pushing him forwards, down the familiar path to home. He takes the stairs six at a time, quirk chipping the edges of the concrete as he hurls himself forward.

Their apartment is in shambles, bookshelves tipped, small objects laying scattered on the floor, a pale arm laying limply from a half-open bathroom door.

Yagi pushes him out of the apartment and confirms the identity himself. He urges a sobbing Izuku to say his goodbyes to his mother’s corpse as they quickly gather all the money in the house, a few spare clothes and whatever food and water Yagi could knock down from the pantry shelves for him. Izuku crams it into his backpack as he sobs, Yagi guarding the entrance as he boils with rage and guilt.

He didn’t think All for One would find Izuku. He didn’t think he would even be looking. He was wrong and now his boy was paying the price.

So starts his time on the run.

He meets Shinsou first, saving him from some rubble in a villain attack. He meets him again later, battered and bruised – not from a villain, but from his foster parents. Shinsou joins him, no matter how Izuku explains hes in danger. Shinsou wants to be a hero, and if the only way he gets to be a hero is stubbornly keeping Izuku out of trouble? That’s not a bad trade-off, considering izuku was the first person to save him.

A little while later the two run into Shouto feverish and badly burnt and try to nurse him back to health as best they can. A few days in Touya and Toga run into their little camp guns blazing, expecting them to have kidnapped Shouto only to see Izuku patiently trying to feed him rice porridge with a veritable pile of ‘liberated’ fever reducers on the floor beside them.

They apologise but Shinsou and a still feverish Shouto refuse to talk to Touya or Toga for like three days bc they made Izuku cry.

They refuse to leave no matter how Izuku explains he has a centuries old villain after him. These kids are ride or die. So Hitoshi, Shouto and Izuku are like 9 and trying to learn what they can from libraries and newspapers, never settling down for too long. Toga (12) and Touya/Dabi (14) try and keep them all alive by working or stealing what they need to live. It doesn’t take long for them to evolve into a mini vigilante group.

Aizawa becomes familiar with the messy group of short vigilantes that seem to bounce from prefecture to prefecture every second day, to the point that the force is pretty sure one of them has a teleportation quirk because they don’t seem to have any kind of home base. He’s completely uninterested in trying to arrest them in the beginning – they aren’t hurting anyone and are not half bad at what they do.

That changes when he meets them.

Battered and bleeding out in a rainy alley with a villain looming over him with a knife, Aizawa is pretty sure this is the night he dies. The knife swings back, glinting in the streetlights as he tries in vain to scramble backwards with heavy limbs. It never connects. The villain jerks back as a brilliant blue plume of flame cuts him off, burning the tips of his hair. Not expecting backup the villain bolts. Aizawa feels small hands helping him into a sitting position – his stomach starts to sink. When the short masked figure with curly hair speaks he feels his heart turn to ice. The figure couldn’t be older than 11, probably closer to 10.

He wakes up in the hospital and he makes it his mission to save these kids.

Ghost All Might is having a rough time. His boy is in danger and the best he can do is rattle windows and trip sprinting villains. He can’t help them enough.

He has a plan though.

He warns Izuku that he’ll be gone for a while and to keep safe without him and he goes out scouting. Being invisible and impermeable is normally a curse but when trying to find a paranoid 200-year-old super villain? It’s pretty damn useful. It takes months but eventually he’s not only tracked down All for One’s main hideout he’s also memorised his schedule. It’s nothing impressive considering the man is still mostly bedbound after what All Might did to him, but he won't be a pushover. It’s a start, though.

Izuku cries tears of joy when he sees All Might again and cries even more when he shares what he found. It’s do or die time. He offers every one of his friends the chance to split now because there is a good chance they’ll die, but none of them wants to leave him. With that, he starts planning.

They’ll need Eraserhead, no bones about it. Without him, there would be no way to strike the final blow. They spend a few weeks refining their stealth then they seek Aizawa out.

They knew he’d have a price for helping them, but they never expected it would be so high, but simultaneously so kind. In exchange for his help and a vow of silence he wants each child to let him help them, to find them a safe place to live, a school to go to – a future. Izuku has spent his whole life being told he doesn’t have a future, from when he was diagnosed quirkless to the almost 2 years spent on the run from Japan’s most dangerous villain. He’s still not sure he’ll have one, even with All for One dead, but he knows he wants his friends to grow up happy and safe.

He accepts.

With Aizawa’s help, with Dabi and Toga clearing the way and Shinsou standing in the wings as the last resort, Izuku kills All for One as he sleeps. Nothing flashy, nothing fancy, just quiet footsteps, a sharp knife and shaking hands.

Aizawa is horrified this child just killed someone in front of him, but Izuku is sobbing and All for One is notorious in underground circles so he keeps his quirk up until the blood stops flowing from his neck. He takes the children and flees.

[bigteefsmallbrain]

SOULMATE AU HEADCANONS

So, Soulmate AU where when you talk out loud to yourself, your soulmate can hear you and vice versa, but actively trying to have a conversation with them doesn't work. I'm here, it's 8:43 in the afternoon as opposed to 3:29 AM when I first came up with this.

SOULMATE AU HEADCANONS FOR: Shoto Todoroki, Rin Okumura, and Sakura Haruno

Shoto Todoroki

Aha, good luck finding out you have a soulmate in the first place with this one

He literally does not speak out loud to himself

Not at first that is

He also is clueless about soulmates, like, as soon as he hears your voice he’s google searching “Why is there a voice in my head talking about how their family is disrespecting Ramen?”

When he does realize that it’s his soulmate, he won’t actively pursue speaking to himself or finding you

Actively being the key word here

He wants to believe he doesn’t care and that his soulmate, whoever they are, will just get in his way

But that doesn’t stop him from focusing solely on you when you talk

Or trying to reply to you sometimes

And it certainly doesn’t stop him from subconsciously starting to speak to himself

Which, by the way, scared the piss out of you the first time

You didn’t even know you had a soulmate till that point

so hearing a male voice in your head go “I can’t believe they only serve hot soba here”

Would understandably frighten you

He doesn’t even realize it at first until his father gets pissed at him for mumbling

And he’s just like “oh” and immediately stops, as soon as he realizes from then on

Like you’ll be going about your day, hear him start to speak, then cut himself off

Which is disappointing

His sudden radio silence changes drastically after his fight with Midoriya

Like after getting knocked out by Bakugo and being put into the infirmary, he decides to check over himself while mumbling or if Recovery Girl lists his injuries for him, he’ll repeat them under his breath

Which, scares you obviously, but you’re also glad he’s not dead or something

He starts rating cold soba that he has or has had in the past

Reviewing his day

Talking about Midoriya

Which worries you, does he have a crush? Are they just good friends? Is this ‘Midoriya’ going to steal your soulmate

I stg, Midoriya has become a love rival and the poor boy has no idea

You’re stalking him on the internet trying to find anything you can on him to make sure you can outdo anything he does

He can knit? Oh look, professional lessons and equipment

He does Yoga? Aha, you have never been more flexible in your life

Anything he’s done? You are now doing it better than he ever could

Todoroki doesn’t have this same fear, his parents weren’t soulmates, and he fully trusts you, you’re made for each other, literally

When you finally meet, it’s so unexpected, and he blue screens

Here? Now? Who? What’s yesterday?

He’s not functioning

Todoroki.exe has crashed

Person too pretty

You’re not any better though

Honestly, have you seen this man? He’s model material

Worth millions

You both stare at each other for a good while before Midoriya comes and breaks the silence

And Todoroki makes the mistake of going “Oh, hey Midoriya” and paying attention to him

The fire has been lit, RIP Midoriya Izuku, an innocent man

Rin Okumura

You have a collection of recipes

He talks A LOT when cooking, like, he’s a walking cookbook, going through each step and ingredient

Even for recipes of his own creation

Which he never writes down and frequently forgets

So when you meet, he’s convinced he died and went to heaven

All his beautifully crafted recipes and instructions, he may cry when you show them to him

He also reads out loud to himself, so prepare for that

All the Manga, any book he may read, some new recipe he found on the internet

He reads it out, and sometimes does different voices for other characters

Which is great and all, but since he’s a dropout, it’s literally at all the worst times

Doing a math quiz? He’s crying while reading a romance manga

Trying to study? Good luck with that, he’s dramatically reenacting a action manga panel

He watches Hell's Kitchen and other cooking shows

And RAMBLES

He’s talking about how this technique would be better

Or how he should try recreating that dish later

Critiquing how something turned out

Making a dish along with the show

Now, for him, every time he hears your voice, he freezes

Like, physically freezes

No thoughts, head empty, only soulmate

He will not respond until you’re done talking to yourself

And he commits whatever you say to memory

If you talk about a certain food, he is IMMEDIATELY in the kitchen either A) Learning the recipe for it, or B) Making sure he can still cook it

I can, nearly guarantee, that this man will invite you to his home for breakfast/lunch/dinner when you meet, and cook literally everything you’ve ever mentioned

And continue to cook for you after that

Like, he goes from “I wish to eliminate my birth father” to “The way of the house husband, Okumura style”

When you both meet, he pounces on you

No, I mean literally

He leaps on top of you

No hesitation

As soon as he hears your voice

It’s a immediate cuddle session on the floor

Or if you manage to stay upright, he’s clinging to you like a koala

No, you can’t escape or avoid

And if you DO stay upright, he will continue to lunge at you every time he is within jumping distance

Sakura Haruno

Yes, she may be seen as annoying or useless, but I like her, so I’m going to self indulge, and you can’t stop me

That doesn’t mean I'm gonna sugar coat this though

THIS GIRL GOES THROUGH ALL FIVE STAGES OF GRIEF IN THREE HOURS, AND MOST OF IT IS CRYING

She has spent who knows how long pursuing a toxic, probably Naruto-sexual, duck lookin emo DISASTER only to find out he’s NOT her soulmate?

“I went on this diet, and for what? Nothing”

“I bet it’s wrong, it has to be, right? Sasuke can’t NOT be my soulmate, RIGHT!?”

Yeah, she’s in a sad/denial state for about a week after that

And even after, she’s still salty

It’s not until Sasuke leaves, telling Sakura to go pursue HER soulmate instead of some stupid skin deep crush that she really begins to get OVER him and get INTO you

Except you’ve had enough of her Sasuke BS, so she not only needs to let go of her long time crush, but also make it up to her soulmate

The first time she says something about getting over Sasuke and wanting to be with her soulmate, you laugh, and she hears because you DON’T want to talk to her

“Does she really think one sentence is going to fix years of heartbreak?”

Now, when you put it like that, she cringes, and realizes that there's a lot of damage she caused

Honestly, when you two meet, you don’t recognize each other immediately, due to the fact that you don’t speak to her often or care to remember her voice

You probably found her with her head in her hands, probably eating away her woes at Ichirakus

You slide in, very smoothly, might I add, and ask what’s wrong while ordering yourself a bowl

She tells you the surface, that a friend ran from the village, which is true, but not what she’s sad about

You give her advice, chit chat a bit longer, getting to know each other, before paying for both her and your bowl and heading off

Never gave any names, just friendly conversation

You run into each other more frequently, growing closer with each talk, finally knowing each others names

Never mentioning meeting each other when talking to yourselves though

Eventually, using your advice when Sakura mentioned her soulmate was mad at her, you grew to forgive your soulmate

The two of you got such Deja Vu because of it too, since you were talking to each other and listening to the other ramble to themselves

Till one day, one of you mention the others name

And the other is like, “Oh my gosh [Y/N or Sakura] is my soulmate”

And then you both know

And the next time you see each other it’s a bit awkward, until Sakura says “So uh, I used your advice”

And you burst out laughing, conversation flowing as it would from there

You do hold a vendetta against Sasuke though, and after getting to know Sakura, it just gets 10 times worse

Like you’re ready to knock his teeth in if you ever see him

The pure, unadulterated rage you hold for him grows with every hate crime against Sakura he makes

Like, she tries to help him, now platonically, and he tries to kill her

There is no end to your rage

Everyone knows not to mention his name around you now

White boy better run and run fast if y’all ever meet

Yes, I do simp for pink haired characters, what are you gonna do about it?

If you’d like to see more headcanons, be that for this AU, or something else, feel free to submit an ask or comment! I hope you enjoyed these little headcanons!

[anime-academix]

Scars

Headcanon

Characters: Midoriya, Todoroki, Aizawa, Shigaraki, Dabi

Midoriya:

You know how hard he trains to become the number one hero and you’re his number one supporter!

But because of that, he usually ends up hurt as a result

You’ve lectured him several times that he needs to be more careful when training

He tries, he truly does, but he gets so into becoming stronger, a lot of the times he slips up

Whenever you’re made aware that he’s injured and in the infirmary, you almost always see a new scar forming on his body

Everytime he sees you, he can’t help but be ashamed of himself for getting himself hurt yet again

He gets kind of insecure of all the scars he’s accumulated over his time at UA already

It happens when you two are hanging out--after a major injury on his arm from the fight at the training camp--that you see the sleeve covering his right arm

You can’t help but trace the sleeve on his arm

He takes notice to where your eyes are and shifts uncomfortably, holding his arm with his opposite hand as he looks down

“Can I see it?” You question and he’s taken aback.

He hesitantly nods and lifts his arms up ever so slightly toward you.

Delicately, you pull off the sleeve only to reveal a huge scar, purple in colour, starting from the top of his shoulder to the bottom of his elbow

He will be on the verge of tears because he thinks his scars are ugly

You’ll put his hand in yours and plant kisses on the huge scar gently and work your way around to kiss the other scars on his arms

This boy will straight up start crying, which may even lead you to tear up a bit

You’ll ask him why he’s crying and attempt to wipe away a few of his tears

“My scars are so hideous...and I j-just have so many of them and--”

“Izu, listen to me. Sure, I don’t like the fact that you have scars because it’s a reminder of how much you get hurt. But that doesn’t mean they're hideous. They’re beautiful. Yeah, it’s a reminder of pain, but it’s an even bigger reminder of your strength and bravery. And I am so proud of how far you’ve come. I know I can’t heal them like Recovery Girl, but I will kiss every single one of them everyday if I have to. I love them and I love you.”

Hugs the life out of you while crying into your chest, repeatedly telling you how much he loves you

Todoroki:

Ever since you and Todoroki started dating, you knew he was insecure about the scar on his face

He’s only insecure about it because of the memory attached to the scar and it brings him great pain

You were the only person he could trust enough to talk about his past and this insecurity

Whenever the two of you are together, you can’t help but occasionally steal glances at it

You don't stare at it in disgust, it reminds you of the stories he’s told you of his past and you can’t help but feel a slight pain in your heart when you think of everything he’s gone through but also awe at how much strength and courage he has

He’s truly brilliant

He catches you staring at him

“What're you thinking about?”

He will immediately catch on that you’re looking at his scar and will subtly look away

“You...Shouto, will you look at me?”

He’s taken aback but hesitantly turns to you, exposing his scar again

“Can I touch it? Your scar?”

Doesn’t know how to respond to this unexpected question but nods his head slightly.

Trusts you with his whole entire heart

Your hand cups the side of his face as your thumb softly caresses the bottom of his scar

Instantly melts into your soft hand, finds comfort in your touch

Eventually you’ll find yourself sitting on his lap with his arms wrapped around you and your hand cupping his face

“You’re beautiful.”

A small smile appears on his lips as he looks up at you

“And your scar is beautiful” You added, pressing a soft kiss on his scar

The kiss will cause his cheeks to heat up which leads him to hug you tightly, his head against your chest.

“Thank you...I love you.”

“I love you too, Shouto.”

Aizawa:

It doesn’t bother him that much that he has an obvious scar under his right eye so he doesn’t think about it too much

He doesn’t think about it until he’s with you

But, it’s not a bad thing at all!

You’re a very affectionate person, especially when the two of you are alone

So when he comes home from doing hero work and/or teaching, he can almost always expect to come back to cuddles and kisses

It happens when the two of you are cuddling that you’re pressing kisses on him but stop when you get to his scar

Aizawa LOVES when you kiss his scar

No matter how many times you do, each time is always so special

You’ll trace his scar with the pads of your fingertips while his arms rest lazily around you

Your soft caresses are honestly enough to make him drowsy as his eyes close

You run your other hand through his long black hair, humming softly

A few soft kisses are placed on his scar

That’ll earn you a small smile from him as he opens his eyes

Will begin peppering soft kisses around your neck which will cause you to move your other hand and place it in his hair

He’ll remove his lips from your neck before passionately pressing them against your own lips

A hum of satisfaction will be heard from the two of you

You both adore these moments with each other. When the two of you are close, intimate, vulnerable but in each other’s arms. The moments where you both give and receive confirmation that you love and adore every single part of each other

Shigaraki:

Extremely shy when it comes to physical intimacy/affection

You're almost always the one to initiate it

Because you’re immune to his quirk, it’s a relief to him that he can touch you without having to worry about you turning into dust in his hands--that is WHEN he decides to be bold enough to touch you

Didn’t really care about his scars until you came into his life and he became self conscious about it

He honestly thought you’d think his scars were ugly so he would try to avoid moments of vulnerability with you

But you though the complete opposite

You can honestly see right through him

Happens when he gets severely injured after a failed mission that you have to patch him up

Kurogiri will bring him to your room where he’s in pretty bad shape

When it’s just the two of you, he’ll remove all of the hands from his body

Despite his injuries, he’s INSANELY nervous to be this vulnerable around you

No matter how many times you’ve seen him without the hands, he still gets anxious

Freaks out a little when you sit beside him to tend to his wounds

Becomes even more self conscious showing the scars on his face, especially the ones on his lips. He will shake his hair slightly to cover his face

At this point, you’re a little fed up with your own boyfriend avoiding you constantly

“Tenko…will you please look at me?”

The use of his real name will catch him COMPLETELY off guard 

Can’t help but turn to look at you, his head slightly tilted down

You’ll cup his face in your hands

“Will you stop hiding from me?”

“I have to...I need to.”

“No you don’t. Why are you saying that?”

“Because...I’m...not...I’m not attractive enough for you.”

“What? That’s bullshit. Why would you think that, my love? You’re beautiful, even more than that.”

Stares up at you, would honestly want to cry right then and there at your words

He was always so used to people calling him horrifying because of his skin and scars, therefore he became disinterested at what others thought of his looks because it was always the same. That is, until he met you

You’ll kiss the scar above and below his lips softly. You’ll brush the hair out of his face and place soft kisses on his cheek and below his eye

He didn’t mean for it to happen, but he’ll actually start crying. He will wrap his arms around your waist softly, moving his head to rest on your shoulder.

You'll wrap your arms around him, running your fingers through his hair softly as he sobs quietly

“Shh...I’m here. You’re safe.”

It was then he would know that no matter how many scars he had, you would love him and all of his imperfections

He would genuinely feel loved by you, a feeling he was not familiar with

Dabi:

I mean, Dabi’s scars are more than quite obvious (due to...A+ parenting, thank Endeavour!)

He honestly tries to act all tough, like his scars don’t bother him and pays no attention to it

Happens when he exits the bathroom from showering, shirtless and wearing a pair of sweatpants

He won’t say it aloud but you’ve observed that he’s more comfortable showing the entirety of his scars around you

You’ll wrap your arms around him from behind and begin kissing his scarred shoulder

Will genuinely think that you’re just being a little frisky, but that thought will be put to bed when you whisper that you think he’s beautiful

This will catch him entirely off guard

He’s never been called beautiful before

Turns around and looks down at you with soft eyes

“What are you talking about?” Will honestly try to laugh it off and pretend like it doesn’t mean everything to him that you just told him that

But you can read him almost too well so you know that actually has an affect on him

You’ll smile and gently cup the side of his face

You won’t say anything but kiss the scars on his face

He’ll roll his eyes, but you both know that he secretly loves your touches on his scars

[phantomrose96]

New BNHA, new liveblog, 0 miles today because the gyms are all closed. this is weird for me.

REALLY loving each and every one of the hand-wavy reasons Horikoshi gives for “fuck it i just wanted Aizawa (or maybe Mirio?) to adopt a kid”

Aizawa: “Look, the hospital kicked her out, her parents are MIA, her grandpa’s in a coma, and it’s not like Mirio is doing anything right now.” Mirio: “Haha yeah :DD”

“We worked for like 15 episodes to steal her, you think we’d just, what, give her BACK? Finders fucking keepers, Midoriya.”

Sometimes a family is an out-of-commission 18 year old, a really tired teacher, a traumatized little girl, and the ugliest godDAMN sweater on the planet

Dats gay

I really like the Wild Wild Pussycats casual clothes???

Their whole aesthetic is Your Three Lesbian Aunts And One Gay Uncle Visiting For Thanksgiving

Kota has... Deku’s Shoes... thats real fucking cute

SPEAKING of cute: Ragdoll is an absolute gem and I wish there was more of her in the Training Camp arc she’s a real cutie

I’m glad we’re finally learning how rankings work, considering the very concept of the ranking system has been absolutely core to the series since Day 1. Like 90-something episodes in and Horikoshi is finally like “oh i should explain how that works”

I’m a big fan of how, whenever something Thematically Relevant to Todoroki is said, they just have to pan to his blank face, because it’s not like he’d ever. you know. participate in the conversation. not his style. we only get the Meaningful Panning Shot.

Is that

Is that a

Is that a washing machine?

Is the #8 hero a washing machine?

Never mind

Wait is THAT man just named Crust?? Poor bastard is the #6 hero and his hero name is crust.

Like I KNOW it’s a japanese show and they can’t know all the impli--but i mean, but i

“Most Underappreciated Part of a Pizza Hero: Crust”

oh HELL YEAH

OH HELL YEAH

also btw i really like Edgeshot’s voice. especially during the Kamino arc. it’s like, hypnotically chill

its him... finally... the bastard of lore.... i’ve heard whispers of this fucker

oh like he’s an ASSHOLE-ASSHOLE

“Who are you trying to make happy with that statement? Stain?” O H SO like he’s an A S S H O L E

Mirko: “You’re an asshole. ...I LIKE that” 

how quick i am to stan two separate characters within 30 seconds of meeting them

what arrogance. what audacity. what flippant fucking disregard. i’d like TWELVE of him please.

Hawks: -speaks- Me:

you know whats great? you know whats fantastic? his whole wing motif. because it doesn’t matter that Endeavor’s like 6′5″, Hawks can still float above him and condescend to him 

hes looking down his fucking nose at this man. ICONIC.

Hawks: “Just so everyone knows, I have a higher approval rating than Endeavor, and I have more fans, and my hair is way better than his. Anyway, you wanted to microphone, Bitch Boi?”

REALLY vibing with Hawks’ sarcasti-clapping of Endeavor’s speech to a completely silent audience

ASJSAHJAS, AN ICON. #1 HERO OF MY HEART, HAWKS

“Shame” as a quirk is a hilarious concept. And also how do you discover this? “Little Timmy’s fly was open at school and he promptly took out a wall”

and Hawks just fucking DECKS him from behind. LOVE the bait and switch of Shame-Man being important.

Endeavor: “Is he... is he dead?” Hawks: “Hot pot!! :DD”

The stupidest looking dog. i LOVE it

Just jumping in front of a truck for NO narrative reason other to have Hawks’ feathers save it

while hawks is STILL TALKING ABOUT FOOD

I MEAN BITCH SAME, BITCH RELATABLE, BUT LIKE

CHEEKY. love his stupid bits of English.

the autograph signing scene was basically just the Talent Show episode of Spongebob where Squidward and Spongebob do exactly the same thing, Spongebob being met with uproarious applause and Squidward being met with dead silence.

me buying shit in a craft store i cannot possibly need nor use, but it was shiny and only $5

Hawks calls Tokoyami “Tsukuyomi”?? am i missing something there or did he straight up get the name wrong?

Hawks: “I tried to scout your son but turns out he’s a failure. Runs in the family? :D”

85% of the reason I’m loving Hawks is because he’s JUST here to make Endeavor’s life harder, and that’s something I support every day of the week.

Hawks: “I just want to complain about how nothing happened today and then go to bed”

That one’s not a joke thats a direct fucking quote and WOW BITCH SAME

Endeavor: “how do you know about these Nomu rumors?” Hawks: “I’m a nosy bitch who loves gossip and can’t mind my own business? How would I not know about this???”

I understand this is a serious and dramatic screenshot, but also I’m too caught up in the notion that - when experiencing some strong emotion - Todo can’t help but just Light Himself A Little On Fire

Deku: “Good morning Todoroki! Are you ready for our English test today? :D” Shouto: -catches fire- Shouto: “...Our what”

Lunchrush: “Hey there, what can I get you?” Shouto: “The cold soba” Lunchrush: “All out of cold soba, sorry” Shouto: -catches fire- “That’s fine. Just the ramen then.”

Endeavor: “Hey.. son... Shouto... I’ve been thinking... With all the steps I’ve made to be a better hero, don’t you think maybe it’s time you forgive me?” Shouto: -actively on fire. 100% encased in flame- “Let me think about it.”

[dearest-kibble]

Can I request headcanons for yandere Bakugou, Todoroki and Deku where they have been leaving their darlings voicemails proclaiming their love and whatnot and seeing as they're not reacting badly to it, their darling must be happy. Turns out they haven't heard any of it because they don't know how to access their voicemail

Oh gosh oh gosh I love this concept??? Thank you for requesting! 

Okay so,,, these get a little unhinged real quick because i am in a mood so!

Tw: Dacryphilia, degradation, stalking, yandere relationships, unhealthy relationships,  (Maybe?? just in case,,,) dumbification, lots of cussing (Thanks katsuki.) They’re all pretty abusive,,, Midoriya’s gets a little n/sfw-ish? Like just motions of moans but,, to be safe also panty stealing. I love these boys so much so i’ll make them terrible,,, as a treat.

All of these characters are third years!

So here now, we have a temperamental one.

And no, it’s not Katsuki.

It’s Shoto.

Half cold, half hot.

He’s easy to anger. If you say the wrong thing, well you’re in for it.

But, he likes you.

You’re always smiling at him.

He knows that you smile at others but there has to be something to smiling at him, right?

People tell him he’s handsome, they tell him he looks good. Women ask for his number.

So you smile at him because you like him.

So he’ll dote on you a little.

He has your number. He paid someone for it.

And he’s been leaving you just about the nicest things he could.

He loves talking to you, even if he doesn’t quite feel comfortable talking to you face to face.

And he just loves telling you how sweet you look for him. How cute your voice sounds and how he just loves you.

“I’ll make sure to marry you one day. You’ll have anything you want.”

“You looked so sweet in that outfit today, once we’re married, I’ll get you something like it. Would you like that? I’ll make sure you have the nicest clothing for when you walk down the isle, goodbye.”

“Your voice is stuck in my head, I can’t wait until I can hear your voice all day in our house together. Goodbye, I can’t wait to see you.”

“When we have a child, you’ll be a wonderful parent. I love you, goodbye.”

“You’ll marry me, right? Goodbye darling, say yes.”

And well, Shoto wasn’t being told to stop, but you weren’t talking to him.

At all.

And so, he tries to ask you about it after class, in the dorms when you two are in the common room.

Luckily for Shoto, you’re the only one there.

You send him a quick smile as you see him sitting in the corner, before you return to stretching.

It makes his heart stop - just for a few seconds - before hastily standing up and walking towards you.  

“Why haven’t you said yes?” He’s got that intense sound in his voice, like it’s as important as finding a villain.

“Yes to what?” You’re still stretching as you look up into his eyes.

It’s clear to him that you don’t have a clue. And really, that shouldn’t make him angry. It’s irrational to think that you’ve been deliberately ignoring him. But who doesn’t check their voicemail?

“The messages I’ve left you, why haven’t you responded to any of them, don’t you love me?” Shoto feels as calm as ever.

You’ve stopped stretching. Expression blank as you attempt to process whatever is going through your head.

“Of course I love you!” And your smile is back. Shoto nods, of course you love him, he can give you whatever you nee- “You’re one of my friends!”

Oh.

“Oh.” Ice begins to melt beneath his flesh

“I don’t know what messages you’re talking about though, did you ask Sero for my number? Class notes, right?”

You can’t not know how to check your voicemail. No one is that stupid.

“The messages I left you. You must’ve checked them.”

“I’m uhh..” You laugh a little. Normally it’d make him blush. “I don’t know how to check them. Sorry Todo...”

“You know exactly what I am talking about.” The look you give him is nothing but confused.

“I... don’t, could you explain it to me?”

“You wouldn't need this explanation if you just talked to me.”

“Sorry Todoroki, I didn’t know you wanted to talk.” You’re a good actor, because there's no way you didn’t know he wanted to talk to you, to marry you.

“I’ll show you.” He grabs you hand and yank you off the ground. “Give me your phone.”

“Wha-” You shiver.

“Your phone. Give it to me.” You hand it over without hesitation. “Good.”

It doesn’t take long for him to find the messages he left. 

“How do you know my password?” He ignores your question.

He opens the most recent message he left. Just this morning.

“Good morning. I want you to know, that our marriage won’t be a quirk marriage. I can’t wait to see what you’ll look like in the dress i have picked out, I love you. Goodbye.” 

“Todo-” 

“Shoto. I’m going to be your husband.” 

“I- give me some time to process-”

“You have had plenty of time to process. So you must’ve been ignoring me.”

“I haven’t!” It’s adorable how desperately you try to lie. You’re quite good at it. 

“Be quiet.” His voice is devoid of emotion. “You can’t go around ignoring your future husband like that. Now we’re going to have a nice, long chat about this in my room.

“But Todoro-”

“You will call me Shoto.” He sends a flare of ice up your arm.

“Shoto! You’re name is Shoto and I-” Your free hand scratches desperately at the ice. 

“Desperately trying to get me to remove the ice.” He gives you a cold smile. “Once you really learn your lesson, that won’t happen again. Got it?”

You nod. Tears dripping down your cheeks. 

“You wouldn’t be crying if you didn’t ignore me.” He pets your hair. “Now, I’m more than a friend to you, right love?”

“Of course Shoto! I love you more tha-”

“Then smile like you do.” You look like you’re helpless with those tears in your eyes though. 

You try, you really do but this is where your acting prowess stops. It’s not a cute, sweet thing like normal. No, it’s ugly and contorted.

“Try again.” Practice makes perfect. “That isn’t what I asked for.”

You wipe your tears with your free hand. He should’ve frozen them both. You’d have to learn to rely on Shoto sooner or later. You take a deep breathe and fix your face into that adorable little smile you gave Shoto.

“Was that so hard?” He brings a chilled hand to your face to wipe away a tear that had gotten away from you. “Come, we’ll talk in my room. Once your arm melts, we’ll see if you’ve learned your lesson.” 

Katsuki only has your number for study sessions, he swears.

Your friends don’t believe it no matter how loud he yells.

Probably for good reason.

You’re not doing nearly as poor as Kirishima in terms of grades, and you weren’t a bad note taker either. So the fact that Bakugou still invited you to study and the fact that he seemed a little extra harsh on you?

Your friends find it a little strange.

But Bakugou also calls Kirashima “Shitty Hair” so it’s not really out of character for him to tell you how much of a dumbs you are for getting from point A to B in a different way than normal. 

Hell, Bakugou does it the way too.

He tells you it’s because you’re “A shitty extra who’s just trying to be better than me!”

Which, to be fair, checks out with how he treats the rest of the class.

So he’s fine.

Your friends are just a little paranoid that’s all.

And he can understand that. After all, who wouldn’t want to protect you?

He even leaves you little messages. He thinks they speak for themself.

“You got bruised today when you were trying that shitty new move of yours. Be more god-damn carful next time!”

“Hey. Why aren’t you at our study sessions? Shitty Hair isn’t as stupid as you and he actually understands the material. I’m stuck here for another damn hour if you don’t- Oi! Pick up the fucking phone you shit head!”

“Fuck, I went a little far with the last message. I saw your new cut. Did you get it from a shitty piece of paper? You’re a fucked up excuse for a hero if you got beat by a piece of paper. Don’t worry doll, once I’m with you, I’ll kiss it all better.”

He leaves countless messages a day. 

You haven’t even thought about them he bets.

Your brain might as well be a cows, you’re so fucking stupid. 

“Oi! Cow brain! Talk to me.” He doesn’t dare drag you over. You’re still delicate even if you have the mental capacity of a shrew.

“One second Bakugou, I’m going to talk to Mr. Aizawa about mastering my quirk.”

You haven’t even figured out how to master your quirk? So fucking useless. But he waits for about fifteen minutes outside the door. 

“We need to have a study session.”

“Why? I’m doing pretty well, aren’t I?”

“Not with that stupid burn mark you got from sparring with the laser extra!”

“Aoyama?”

“Fuckin Aoyama.” Little blond bitch is trying to hurt you. 

“I’m fine Bakugou, i’m going to be a hero I should get used to a few cuts and burns, with the villain climate,”

“The fucks a villain climate?” You don’t even know that climate is used for weather. You really are a stupid pig. Someone needs to save your bacon, huh?

“The way villains are at the-” Damn your eyes look like a deers’

“I know what a villain climate is!”

“So, you pulled me aside to study, right?”

“At least you remember that.” Any smart person would’ve figured out that was a lie though. “But you’re a fucking idiot for thinking that was the case. You’ve been getting my notes, you know how fuckin worried I am about you getting hurt.”

“You worry about me getting hurt?” Your mind really did move like molasses. 

“Pretty fuckin slow on the uptake there sweetheart.” 

“You’ve been sending me messages?” Oh fuck. You’re even dumber than a cow. 

“Are you completely braindead? I’ve been calling you a dumbass for months,” 

“I don’t know how to open my voicemail, not my fault technology is confusing baku-”

“No one is that fucking dumb!” 

“Bakugou, you’re yelling.”

“No Shit?! I wouldn’t need to be if you actually understood anything that I’m telling you! It’s not that fucking hard to understand you just open your damn phone, and click on those stupid ass red icons on the phone app.” If you weren’t so delicate and in need of keeping safe, he’d punch you.

“Oh uhh- Bakugou? Did you mean to play these?”

“Fuck no I didn't.” Maybe he’s a little obvious. But not so obvious that you’d pick up on it.

“I uhh really think I love you? Maybe it’s cause you're such a fucking dumbs that I can’t stand that you get hurt. It’s painful to see. Shit. I hate that I love you. Just die already.” Katsuki in the phone sounds like he’s gone soft. Can’t have that.

“Bakugou, it isn’t very heroic to tell someone to go d-”

“That’s the thing your shitty mind picks up on?” You’re such a cute little doll. “I just told you that I loved yo-”

“Even more of a reason to report you. Two pro heroes shouldn’t have a relationship, it’s unprofessional.”

“Your stupid ass really thinks you’re gonna be a hero? You can’t even go a round with Aoyama without getting a burn. Nah baby, you’re gonna be at home, well protected and away so that you don’t have a chance to fuck something up.”

“I’m going to be a hero Bakugou.”

“I tell you that I’m gonna keep you at home, away from everything and everyone and you’re concerned with being a hero? Dumb as hell.” 

“Bakugou, you seem to be especially mean to me-”

“Fuck it. You wanna get a shitty Lunch Rush meal?” Oh it’d be so easy to drug you up. You probably don’t even think about people who might drug your food. You're just a stupid little doll.

Midoriya really likes stalking you, okay?

You’re cute, a real old family friend and really sweet too.

You were absolutely ecstatic when his mom held that dinner to celebrate his quirk’s manifestation.

He almost told you the truth about All For One.

Big developments should be shared with the people you love, right?

Course he never really got your number cause he’s a little bit shy, but.

You won’t mind if he finds it in your house, right?

He’s been there countless times before, so it’s not like this is anything big or new or a groundbreaking development. 

It’s just, he’s here at night now, and you’re asleep. And so are your parents. 

But he’s quiet, don’t worry! He’s not gonna wake anyone up. It’s a hero’s duty to make sure that others are okay, and that includes getting the proper amount of sleep!

So he makes his way around your house with a nervous shuffle. 

How can he be calm when you’re sleeping just mere rooms away? It’s very distracting with you on the bed, just splayed out for him to watch and look at while you dream. 

Sometimes you moan. 

He likes to think he caused that.

He’s a little disgusted to think it, but he’s a little pent up. All the time

And you just look so cute on top of that bed-

But he came here for a phone number, and he’s gonna get one. 

Besides, he’s going to be the number one hero, a symbol of peace! He can’t sully All-Might’s legacy with dirty thoughts!

So he finds your phone charging on a chest of drawers in your room. 

After a few seconds of watching you sleep.

And oh you look good in a tank top and shorts, eyes closed and-

He picks up your phone to distract himself.

You were really trusting, weren’t you? You didn’t even have a lock on your phone.  

He’d hug you if you wouldn’t wake up from his cold skin.

He’d do more than hug you-

Nope, not gonna think about that and Midoriya hates himself a little for looking through your drawer to find where you keep your panties. 

There a lot of pairs to choose from, colored, patterned, laced... So many, pretty kinds of panties.

He settles for a pure, white pair. It’s plain. You won’t miss it.

After he pockets the guilt-inducing panties, he once again sets his sight on your phone.

Once again, he opens it, tries to find where you’ve put your contact information, and quickly duplicates it for his own device,

“Goodnight Bunny! Sleep well!” Oh what he wouldn’t give to kiss you goodnight.

After that, he decides to send you a few messages. They’re quick, innocent, sweet. He almost recorded himself cumming in your panties.

That morning, he wakes up bright and early, with even more energy than normal. He send you a good morning message, and moves on to stretch before class. 

He isn’t late but the only notes he can take in classes are those about your sleeping habits.

You snore, you like to sleep on your left side rather than your right, meaning Midoriya is the little spoon, and you like to sleep in tank tops which means Midoriya has to start wearing them.

When lunch rolls around, before Midoriya meets with Iida and Ururaka he sends you a quick update.

He should probably return your panties,

After he washes them, of course. 

He returns that night to your house with a notebook he’s decided to dedicate to you and your shared love story.

He checks your phone again and debates playing the recordings back to you in your sleep, or waiting for you to find his sweet surprise.

You’ve always likes surprises, you’d love one from him!

He looks at your panty drawer again.

It takes most of his willpower not to take another pair.

“Goodnight! Sleep well bunny!”

He makes a swift exit and leaves another message.

He repeats the process for several days and maybe it’s his imagination, but you sleep with a smile on your face now!

He wonders if it’s the returned panties that did it, or his messages.  

Sunday is date night for your parents, and it’s U.A’s day off. It’s like the stars have aligned themselves for Izuku Midoriya and your love.

He’s going to ask if you like his messages and if you’d like him to start texting you.

After five days of sneaking in the night, finally Izuku can knock on your door and see the light shining on your perfect face.

He knocks on the door, dressed in casual clothes. 

You answer in an All-Might hoodie and Izuku imagines it’s his All-Might hoodie.

“Oh! Hey Midoriya! Parents are out now, would you like to come in?”

“Oh uh! Yes please!” Even if he’d imagined this playing out so much, he can’t help the nervous tick of his hands. He’s so so close to you.

The door stays open until Izuku walks through, It’s nice to come in the front, and not a window.

You begin leading him towards the kitchen, hang a left out of the foyer. 

“I just started some chicken nuggets, hopefully I made enough for you,” You spin around suddenly. “I don’t know why, but I don’t think I have your number.”

That means you haven’t listened to any of his messages then? Izuku’s smile drops.

“Oh it’s nothing personal, I just never thought of giving it to you before, agues i should’ve considering how long we’ve known each other. I didn’t mean to make you look so sad Doriya, here its...”

Would he have to show you his messages? Would he have to make you see how much he loved you?

But that... sounded so violent! So villainous. It wouldn’t be right.

“Hey..” You put a hand on his shoulder. It fits perfectly. “You got that Doriya?”

“Yes!” His smile isn’t hard to regain with your hand so warm on him.

“Nuggets are done too! How many you want?”

“Oh, I’m actually, not- that hungry.”

“Any reason?”

“In my-” What did should he  — that’s got to work. “In my most recent work-study, there’s this case where someone is leaving voicemails to their targets,” But that makes him sound more villainous  than he wanted to.

“Oh shit really?” You look very cute with your wide eyes. 

“Uhm, yes?” It’s a terrible lie and anyone could pick it up if they weren’t so good and kind and trusting - and oh no.

It just had to make him sound like a villain.

“I’ve been getting some voicemails recently, and if it’s evidence or anything, do you need to take a look?”

“No,” He can feel the sweat dripping from his face. “It’s ah, fine?”

“Midoriya, if I have evidence and I don’t bring it in, wouldn’t that make me an accomplice?”

“Technically-” But if you knew they were from him why would you think they were an accomplice- you thought he didn’t have your number. 

You hadn’t heard those messages.

“Do you know is it’s evidence?”

“Well I can’t actually open m voicemail but if it’s anything, you can teach me, right?

“Of course!” He offers a hand to take the phone. “You just -” He taps a few things, “There!”

And you two listen to them. Izuku has such a big smile on his face.

“Good morning! I hope you feel great today! I’m going to do the best i can today, and i know you will too! I love you!”

“I’m about to at lunch, i wonder what you’re having. Maybe one day, we can cook together? Love you, have a nice meal!” 

“I’m about to get ready to come see you tonight, if you want to, stay up! I want to kiss you goodnight! Love you Bunny!”

“What is this?”

“I’m a little embarrassed, but it’s like the voicemails said! I love you, morning noon and night!”

“Midoriya, have you — oh god is that where my panties went?” The anger in your voice hurts him. “Get out.”

“Bunny I-”

“Get out of my house Midoriya. Before I call a real hero.”

“I love you!” 

“You don’t love me, you like my panties and an idea you’ve cultivated because we were never really that close.”

“I’ve known you since i was-”

“Yes, you have, but it’s our parents who are friends - not us. If we were friends, by now I’d call you Izuku.” And like that the notebook of his brain that’s pages were being torn out and stomped on were being sewn back in by a practiced hand.

“You can call me Izuku, if you want.”

“Midoriya, i’m telling you, get out and I won’t report you. You could get your license revoked. You don’t want that.”

“But-”

“Leave.” The way you stood your ground was very admirable. 

He makes a mental note, you are trusting, sweet, kind and headstrong. 

He can work with those. 

He’s suddenly glad he only returned one pair of panties.

He’ll get to visit you again real soon.

-- 

HOLY SHIT DID THAT TAKE FOREVER TO GET Through. I rewrote Shoto’s part five time but im pretty happy with it. Overall I think Bakuboi’s is the best.,., and Izuku,,, my poor deku,,, yours is.... interesting. Anyway thank you for the patience of the requester! And for also requesting these three lovely lads. Oh boy,,, time for some smut coming up... 

[dynyamight]

Ok, something just popped into my head.

MHA band au, with Deku as lead singer, Bakugo on the electric guitar, Mina on drums, and Tsu playing an electric keyboard, performing 'You Give Love a Bad Name' by Bon Jovi

ooooo, an interesting band group, anon!! i love it

Chugging down his water bottle, Midoriya smiles against the lid, allowing himself to catch his breath and bathe in his confidence.

Their gig back at the local bar is approaching, but the entire band has been practicing every chance they could get. And, instead of his usual nerves, flooding him with doubt, Midoriya was feeling absolutely ready for their performance.

Bon Jovi. Not a common artist to cover. But, his songs are a collective favorite among the group, leaving every member happy and satisfied.

And, it’s evident in the energy that flowed in between them, during practice. Midoriya had sung possibly his best tonight, as he had been completely absorbed by the music his band members helped to create. So effortlessly. Filled with contagious energy.

The cool water calms his rapid heart, thrumming in his chest excitedly. The gig starts up on Saturday, but he wants to already perform in front of the crowd. Now.

Unfortunately, a hard smack on his back causes him to spit it all out.

Some of the water had gone down the wrong pipe. Coughing, Midoriya squeezes his eyes, slamming a hard fist to his chest. The bottle in his hands, gone.

“You never fail to blow me away!” Ashido giggles aloud, behind him, “Who ever would have thought your voice could ever go that high! Surely, not me! And, I hear you sing every day.”

“M-Mina, be careful.” Tsuyu croaks weakly. When Midoriya opens his eyes, albeit watery, he sees Tsuyu approaching him. She puts her hands on his shoulders. “Are you okay, Izu-chan?”

Midoriya isn't. This throat is itching for another cough. But, instead, he smiles. “Y-Yeah, I’m good.” He admits.

Well, he tries to admit. Not even a second after, Midoriya has to pull away, coughing into his elbow. His throat was burning, aching to be cleared.

He feels a water bottle shoved into his hand. “Drink.”

Without thinking, Midoriya brings the bottle to his lips, graciously uncapped. He drinks it, washing and alleviating the bothersome sensation away. He allows his vision to cloud, instead focusing on the relief.

“Bakugou to the rescue!” Ashido cheers. “Hurray, Hurray!”

“Shut it. You could’ve ruined his vocals.”

“Aww, but at least you were here to fix that!”

“That’s not the fucking point!”

Bringing down the bottle, Midoriya lifts his gaze over to his bandmates. While Ashido remained beside him, twisting her drumsticks around playfully, both Tsuyu and Bakugou stood in front of her, deadpanned.

“See!” Ashido gestures towards Midoriya, arms spread out. Her drumsticks shake around him. “He’s alive! Totally, and completely ready for Saturday night.”

“Izu-chan needs to rest his voice.” Tsuyu states, bringing her hands up to the jingling drumsticks. She pushes them away from Midoriya. “Something like a coughing fit could have an effect on his voice, with the gig being so close.”

“And, if we get shitted on, it’s your fucking fault!” Bakugou spats, visibly tightening his grip on his guitar. Some of the strings play, echoing from the speakers.

“You two need to chill out.” Ashido laughs, brushing off the concern. She pokes Midoriya on the side, with a stick “He’s still going to make the whole crowd go wild, right?”

Midoriya nods, softly offering her a feeble smile. “Well, I hope so.”

“Oh, I know so.” Ashido confirms outright. She starts walking back to her drumset, picking up her sling bag, off the ground. “Hey, Bakugou. I have my night shift at the gas station tonight. Can I leave my drums-?”

“You already know I’m going to say yes.” Bakugou interrupts, his gaze on readjusting his shoulder strap. “So, why bother asking? It’s annoying.”

“I ask, because it’s courtesy.” Ashido giggles, carrying her bag. She waves them off. “C’mon Tsuyu! Let’s go!”

As she skips out, slipping out under the slightly ajared garage door, Tsuyu hurries back to her keyboard. Clicking some buttons off, she lifts her head up to Bakugou. “Can I-?”

“Just go.” Bakugou waves her off. “It ain’t like I steal shit from you extras.”

Nodding, Tsuyu grabs onto her own bag. “Tomorrow, same time?”

Midoriya nods. “If you guys can, of course.”

“Of course, we can.” Tsuyu smiles, a twinkle in her eyes. “Just say the word, and we’ll find a way.”

Before Midoriya could say any more, a loud honk screams outside, jolting shock to everyone. The honk persists, beeping a few more times, before it quiets finally.

Bakugou growls. “She’s going to have my neighborhood hate me.”

As Tsuyu runs out, ducking under the garage door, Midoriya turns to face Bakugou. He can already feel himself grinning. “I thought you said they already hate you.”

Scoffing, Bakugou walks away, heading over and crouching down to switch off the speaker boxes. It’s audible, by the white noise suddenly cutting out. “Yeah, and they are going to hate me more, after her shit. Hell, might get my parents fucking evicted.”

Midoriya shrugs, putting his hands in his pockets. “We could always just find a new place. You and I-”

“If you’re gonna suggest us living together, one more time,” Bakugou starts, back facing Midoriya, “I’m going to slam this guitar in your dumb face.”

Immediately, Midoriya pouts. “Why not? Auntie wants you out of the house, and I want you. It’s an easy trade off.”

There’s a silence between them after that, with only the sounds of clicking and shuffling on Bakugou’s end.

But, thankfully, Bakugou speaks. “..Because, then, we won’t focus on our music.” He mutters, still tinkering with the speakers. He places his guitar on top of the biggest one.

Though, Midoriya has a feeling that he’s just trying to avoid making eye contact. Instead, he walks over to Bakugou, crouching down to his level. “Why wouldn’t we?”

Looking up, Bakugou meets Midoriya’s gaze, stern and firm. Nevertheless, Midoriya watches as those pupils dilate, and the stubborn glare waver.

He inches close, noses brushing. Midoriya leans, hoping to reach.

Bakugou clicks his tongue, shoving him off balance. As Midoriya struggles to stay on his feet, arms flailing, Bakugou stands up. “That’s why we ain’t moving together. Get your head out of the dumb clouds, and focus on the record label.”

Defeated, Midoriya allows himself to fall on the ground, concrete cool against his elbows and jeans. “Just one kiss, Kacchan. That’s all I’m asking here.”

“Yeah, one kiss, and you’ll become fucking obsessed.” Bakugou mocks, “And, right now, the only thing you need to be obsessed about is the band.” He walks over to the wall, clicking on a button.

Automatically, the garage door opens wider, lifting completely. Midoriya watches as the neighborhood becomes more visible, with the street lamps lighting up the dark night.

“You should head out.”

Sighing, Midoriya picks himself up. He brushes off the dust on the back of his jeans, before trudging to the corner of the garage, where he had thrown his backpack earlier. The vibrant yellow, now dusted a bit. But, he doesn’t mind. Midoriya simply slings it over his shoulders.

“Hey, Kacchan.” He offers, right as he’s about to go under the garage door.

Rolling his eyes, Bakugou crosses his arms and stares back, glaring. “What, Deku.”

Midoriya directs a pointer finger at him. “You give love a bad name.”

Blinking for a moment, Bakugou then proceeds to shake his head, groaning. However, Midoriya catches at the upturned lips of a hidden smile.

“You are so annoying." Bakugou mutters, "Is that why we’re fucking playing that song? Because, your dumbass wants to sing about me, of all people?”

“Just admit that you like me already.” Midoriya beckons. He internally cringes at how it almost sounds like he’s begging.

He expects a non answer, or even an insult. But, instead Bakugou shrugs. “What would you even do, if I said yes.”

Midoriya feels his smile grow. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe, I promise us a good Saturday gig, and we go on a date together?”

Bakugou shakes his head, shooing him away with a hand. “Sure, whatever. I like you. There. Go away already, before I let this door crush you.”

When Midoriya makes it to his car, parked right outside the Bakugou’s residence, he can’t help but drum his hands happily on the steering wheel. He hopes Saturday night will come faster.