#past IzuOcha (mentioned)

[menuliso]

i actually think i have some sort of brain damage from chapter 403 because now ive taken my bkdk obsession to a whole new degree. like, i was insane before, but now i feel as if i should be genuinely put into an asylum.

ive gone through a full on awakening.

before this chapter i refused to believe that bkdk would become canon/hinted bc like its wishful thinking. but now? ive fallen into the fucking deep end. i am of full belief that bkdk will become canon or at least be hinted bc horikoshi is cooking something and im so glad im not the only one to see it.

there is no way that man doesnt know what hes doing. bkdks entire arc has been fucking perfect and this man just keeps BUILDING UP. like all this talk about feelings, and how bkdk have never really spoken about them to eachother before??? this is like, building up to a fucking love confession i swear, because katsuki DIED for izuku, and izuku cant control his heart when it comes to katsuki, and like… what other explaination is there? atp i consider it canon that theyre in love with each other.

and the other most likely ship that i thought was gonna be canon, izuocha, just is not feasible. its not like i dislike the ship, no hate to it at all, but making it canon would be so fucking harmful to izuku and ochakos characters and we dont talk about that enough. it would a dissapointing, flat conclusion with barely any build up and itd be the bland, predictable formula. like, ochako has already basically wrapped up her thing with izuku with that entire fight with toga. shes admitted herself that her crush on izuku was more admiration than anything of massive substance. and dont even get me started on izuku. barring some fluster and embarrassed blushing in the early seasons, this boy has NOT reciprocated AT ALL. its actually ridiculous. izuku has been focused on like, two things only: hero work, and kacchan. izuku does not show ANY romantic feeling to ochako whatsoever.

surely, surely if horikoshi were to make this canon, he’d put in a little more effort? add some more chemistry, more development, more than just ‘boy meets girl. blush and get shy. little crush. get married. the end’?

that is bad storytelling, and horikoshi is anything but a bad storyteller. this guy adds foreshadowing YEARS before the chapter. horikoshi is INSANE when it comes to character + relationship + plot development. if horikoshi throws all that out the way, and makes izuocha canon, id be extremely, extremely disappointed. not because i hate the ship, but because itd be out of nowhere, disregard practically ALL development, and be nauseatingly dissatisfying.

talking of which, for the entire day ive been thinking about the foreshadowing for bkdk.

there. is. so. fucking. much. it feels like everytime i read like a new section of the manga, their relationship is described in the most frutti tutti rainbow gay way. im sorry, shigafo, did you just say that katsuki is closer to izuku than ANYONE else? excuse me, aizawa, did you just describe them as pair, a pair that the class revolves around? dont even mention the shit that izuku and katsuki say referring to each other. i cant even choose one to add in here, but every out of context bkdk quote has like these SEVERE more-than-platonic undertones, especially when you consider their past and their development. i feel like horikoshi has been doing some fucking insane foreshadowing for something MORE.

yk, i keep on thinking about how in the double spread in 403, the words ‘the beginning’ are displayed right over bkdk, as they find each other. call me delusional, but that has to be on purpose. i also keep on thinking about izukus green and orange gloves in so many official arts, and the light in both their eyes when they see each other, and the way theyre both always observing the other, never speaking about how they feel directly.

their relationship is just so, so……. and i feel like the only next step is for them to talk. just. fucking. talk. its been hinted at for so long, and horikoshi is doing SOMETHING.

them simply being together would be the most satisfying, developed, beautiful ending.

if they arent canon, i will die. ill say it now. bkdk canon. there is too much proof. as a writer, i know for a fact that i write everything for a REASON. why would horikoshi write this, if he wasn’t going to do anything with it?

bkdk will be canon. i dont care if i sound insane, or get proved entirely wrong. i now fully believe that the last page of the manga will be bkdk at a theme park eating crepes.

thank you chapter 403 for driving me off the rails.

[kacchanrawr]

mha final volume spoilers

For the past few months I've kinda just come to accept MHA's ending to be whatever. Not the best, but not the worst I've seen it's fine whatever. But seeing the final volume extra content honestly just has me genuinely hating the ending. I'm trying to keep an open mind cuz it's not officially out yet and leaks can be kinda dubious, but I'm genuinely so upset.

Ig the main feeling I have is: genuinely what's the point??? I mean there's a lot of things going on in mha and depending on what you care about ig you could feel like everything's fine and resolved, but personally? Just no. My main problem a few months ago was with Toga's death, but now I'm just even more pissed.

As so many people have probably already discussed: killing the villains off after all this stuff about saving them is a fucking problem right?? With Toga's case specifically (cuz she's my fave and I care the most about her), it's her just dying after she finally found the love and acceptance she's always wanted from Ochako. Like why? Even if you can technically make sense of it with her explanation of "I want to live life as I please", it's just stupid and distasteful. It would be one thing if she said that cuz she was just running away to be free, but to kill her? Of bloodloss of all things? Idc abt people going oh thats sooo poetic, no i think it's stupid. So many other characters have lived after going through worse like for fuck's sake, Edgeshot's still around.

What's the point of that emotional resolution if you don't show the aftermath, of her being able to live happily, or at least how she'll go on with life from then on? She didn't have to die, she could've just escaped or whatever (I was hoping that was the case when there was no mention of Toga's body). But by killing her, the only message I got from mha's whole saving the villains thing is: "sooo maybe having empathy for the deviances of society is important actually, but it's kinda inconvenient to deal with them." And even if that wasn't Hori's exact intention, that's what his story seems to be saying by killing off the villains.

And then the fucking nail in the coffin is the fact that Hori used Toga's death to drive Izuocha. It was one thing when he did it with the cliff talk when Ochako was mourning Toga (I always found it distasteful okay), but it's so much worse to write Toga literally pushing Ochako to Deku. So not only did Hori kill off the queer character who finally had her resolution and romance so he won't have to deal with her, but he's really following through with the Bury the Gays trope by using her o push the girl she loves to a man? Ew.

The worst part is that even if Izuocha got together and they're canon or whatever cuz of that last part, the way Hori did it is so fucking mid. Like seriously, if you were gonna do my girl dirty like that for that het romance, at least make it good?? But noooo. I mean they don't have to be like kissing and getting married and having babies or whatever (that'd just be shit), but at least have them properly get together. What is that "implied romance" ass handshake?? There's no fucking reason to make it implied, they're not queer or forbidden or complicated or anything. Bro just didn't wanna commit to actually fleshing out their romance. And you used Toga and her death for that, for absolutely fucking nothing?? The funniest part is that everything Togachako did is infinitely more romantic than that handshake, so how am I supposed to be convinced by this "implied romance"? (anyone who says implications enough for izuocha I'd say the bar's just on the floor for you cuz they're het)

And then there's Bakugo. I mean I was fine and whatever with the original epilogue, but what the fuck? So you're telling me bro lead Project Deku Hero Suit or whatever for 8 years, only for Deku to reject him when asked to be a part of his agency? It may or may not have been explicitly stated that they'd be in a hero agency together whatever, but I feel like it was a natural conclusion that they'd end up working together/closely as a hero duo? Win to save and save to win, wonder duo defeating ShigAFO together, that hospital talk about competing together for the rest of their lives, him being the one to reach out to Deku at the epilogue chapter, hello? DEKU REJECTED THAT AND FOR WHAT. Also ok fine this may sound stupid to be upset over, but why the fuck is Bakugo rank 15. Like we do just be writing whatever I guess

I'm still holding on to some hope that the leaks were ass and inaccurate. Or maybe even completely fake cuz the chapter's been getting a lot of AI art allegations? Though it's also probable that's just the leaker who used AI to get high res pictures of the leaks. IDK MAN JUST PLEASE DON'T LET THIS BE COMPLETELY ACCURATE PLEASE LET ME STAND CORRECTED

[menofsweaters]

Okay, I finally broke down and read the MHA epilogue leaks and I'm throwing my thoughts at the wall here so they'll get out of my brain. I fully did NOT seek these leaks out, but I was inundated with them all over tumblr, Insta, and even TikTok.

First and foremost, canon genuinely means very little to me. 90% of my enjoyment of MHA comes from fan works, including creating my own AUs and whatnot with friends, so like... canon being bad can't hurt me. I'm also old and have lived through way worse queerbaiting and fandom wars. There's also probably a lot lost in translation that we don't know yet and won't know until the official release. 🤷‍♀️

In no particular order, here is my brain dump on:

Izuocha and shipping in general

- as mentioned above, I don't really care about canon and I don't think ships need to be canon to be meaningful and enjoyable. I'll ship characters who never meet. I'll ship characters from completely different fandoms. Who's gonna stop me? In general, I think the shippers need to stop putting so much emphasis on a particular ship being canon.

- ALL THAT BEING SAID, BKDK was my first MHA ship and it's incredibly important to a lot of people. I think Hori had the opportunity to do something with that relationship that would have been groundbreaking, and he chose not to. He also had the opportunity to simply not focus on any ships and he didn't do that either, soooo... yeah. I think it's okay to be bitter that we still can't have a canon queer ship in shounen. It's reasonable to be disappointed. BKDK and Togachako were the most moving and complex relationships portrayed in the entire manga, in my humble opinion, and it does sting that they got pushed aside.

- I am not a fan of Izuocha, even though I generally like Ochaco. I just find it boring. I'm not enthused by het ships in general, but Izuocha in particular has zero chemistry in my eyes. They're also very similar characters in their mannerisms and personality, and I prefer "opposites attract" type ships that are more dynamic. I prefer Izuku and Ochaco as besties. They went through such similar traumas during the war, being unable to save someone that truly mattered to them, I would prefer to think of this ending as them helping each other move past their PTSD to rekindle a closer friendship.

- ALL OF THAT BEING SAID, while the chapter did not explicitly pair up ANY couples (except apparently Mushroom Girl and Vantablack? which is?? cute but random???), it's definitely implied that Izuocha is pursuing a romantic relationship. Feel free to tell yourself something different but it is what it is.

The hero rankings and other random plot crumbs

- the rankings also felt so incredibly random to me?? Best Jeanist dropping below Mt. Lady? what??

- good on Lemillion being number one though, I always imagine him in the top spot and I think the MHA world needs a hero like that to lift their spirits after the war. It makes sense that he's popular.

- also makes sense that Shouto is number two but wtf do you mean AIR CONDITIONING HERO

- so many of the updated character designs on the adult heroes are BAD, but Jeanist looks slick

- they changed Shinsou's hero name? for why? and gave him a bad haircut??

- absolutely no mention of how Hawks and All Might are working to revamp the hero rankings system, do not accept this

- Mirio is one of my favorite characters but his scene was weird af

- so many inconsistencies in the art style and messaging

- people randomly saying ominous things with no follow through like "heroes won't be around for much longer" or whatever

- I saw someone mention an implication that Bakugou is married to a woman but I didn't find any sign of that in the leaks, so I think that's fake. I know everyone is upset about Dynamight being number 15, and I agree that's too low, but that irritation is low on my list of grievances.

- the whole conversation between Baku and Deku about joining his agency was confusing and unfulfilling? I get why Deku would say no to being a sidekick, but I also don't feel like that's what Bakugou was offering, and they had the conversation in the car with Kirishima... just awkward. Which segues into my next talking point

Horikoshi's writing as a whole

- I think you can easily track the degradation of Hori's writing from the vigilante Deku arc to now. It's disjointed, confusing, often strays from established themes, and meanders around on weird tangents. It's... not great. It's not awful, but not great, especially for an epic climax/epilogue. Which is fine! He's a human being, not a content machine! But I think it's fair for fans to be disappointed that the writing has gone downhill, especially since the art has improved and become much more dynamic and interesting at the same time.

- in my view, it's incredibly easy to see that Hori lost his passion and was completely burnt out on MHA as we approached the end. The writing reflects a desire to wrap up everything quickly. Vital details are written in text rather than shown on the page. Storylines and themes are abandoned. Characters die, fail, or excel completely off screen. Hori spends more screen time and puts more emphasis on random side characters (see: Dai and the figure escaped a basement and was saved by that grandmother) rather than main characters, probably because it would be too difficult to give better endings to the main characters.

- you can also see the difference between the complex symbolism and plot points set up since the very beginning in earlier chapters, and all of that complexity and the hopeful vibes are bled away at the end. It's sad, actually.

- I saw an interesting take that this final chapter is Hori trying to make everyone happy - implying Izuocha while leaving BKDK still kind of open, making Deku a teacher AND a hero, listing all of the rankings, etc. and I think this is the theory that makes the most sense to me. He's taking a safer route and trying to please as many fans as possible, while unfortunately disappointing everyone.

- I've also heard that there's pressure from editors or Shounen Jump to have the series end this way, but I don't know about that. I'd think they would want to keep milking this cash cow forever. Maybe that partially explains the lack of queer canonical ships.

- SPEAKING OF WHICH, I've heard consistently from the fanbase that Hori is more progressive and more queer-friendly than other mangaka, but I honestly haven't seen any proof of this. Feels like wishful thinking. I've also hear that he's had other canon gay and trans characters, but the only ones I know of are Magne and Tiger, both characters that are simply implied to be gender nonconforming and maybe trans. But these are also not necessarily great portrayals, even if they are intended to be canon. Maybe there are characters in other works of his that I don't know about.

- maybe I'm jaded, but I also can't shake the assumption that Hori purposefully implied Izuocha at the end because he doesn't like his main characters being seen as gay. We've seen this in many other fathoms. Even if Hori didn't want to make BKDK canon, there are other popular queer ships that could have been given a tiny spotlight if he really wanted to have that representation.

- this is going back to shipping a bit, but Hori had this entire manga to create a meaningful relationship between Izuku and Ochaco and he just... didn't? Instead he literally and figuratively pushed them together at the end? Why not show them going on cute dates and getting closer? Why not a kiss? It just feels like a half-hearted cop-out. Ochaco has more chemistry and more screen time with Toga's ghost living in her brain than with Izuku. I am not exaggerating.

- I think Hori has a major case of "oops I accidentally wrote a powerful queer love story" syndrome (see also: Destiel) and just didn't know what to do with that. There's so little room for chemistry with other characters when you make the entire story about Bakugou and Izuku's relationship. 👀

- I think a lot of fans put Hori on a pedestal and expected perfection, but it turns out he's just one guy and he can't please everyone. I never got the vibe that he was a particularly great writer, and I never got the vibe that he was going to make BKDK canon. I think he (kind of like a certain JKR) created an amazing world and beloved characters, and then really fumbled at the very end when all the pressure was on.

Okay, I think I've cleansed my brain enough of all this.

TLDR: I think Horikoshi's writing has unfortunately been going downhill for a long time and this is the culmination of that. I feel bad for the man because he's probably under so much pressure and so burnt out - he wants to be done. Maybe we would have gotten something better if Hori could take some extended breaks or hand off the manga to someone else.

I'm disappointed about BKDK but more in an "I'm disappointed that we couldn't have this representation in 2024" way than a personal way. I would have preferred no ships. I'll keep enjoying fan content of lots of different ships that aren't canon and you should too! The canon can't hurt you! I hope we get the queer shounen we all deserve one day.

[mikeellee]

Hi, I was wondering about shoto Todoroki before going to be so this may sound a bit nonsense but ...did Shoto really changed or the narrative tricked us?

I want to preface I have no beef with Shoto, this is not a Shoto slander nor hate. I'm curious bc his storyline could have been great haven't be allowed to be.

My thing with Shoto is...his big changing moment is when Izu said "it's your power, bit his" and cool moment, Shoto used his fire and won. I have grievances on how Izu sacrificed a win (I admit I don't think he could have won against Shoto nor BK should but moving on) and got...nothing. Look, not saying Izu should be reward for every little thing but after that moment we could have got a Shoto and Izu friendship (to justify why the fuck Shoto would give his backstory to a complete stranger. Srsly he and Izu were non entities prior the moment)

And yes, Shoto get brownie points for helping Izu in the stain arc. That was nice of him - it set him apart from class A1 who ignored his calls/message "ah but his message was a mess" maybe so but no one shows concern for him! Izu is not someone who cries wolf. Plus they were in patrol.

But ...after that, it seems the character didn't change. He still wants to be a hero. I wouldn't understand if Shoto couldn't stop being hero bc of his father...bc he fears him, let's be real Shoto was a minor and Endy is violent and powerful enough to make his life awful if Shoto decides to be anything else...very convenient shoto wants to be a hero.

In the license arc, Shoto didn't get the license. We do attribute this to Inasa being an entitled fan...but is that just this? Does Shoto helped the others? Acted like a hero? I still remember moments of that anime and in this arc I don't remember Shoto being a team player...I could misremember here.

He makes no friendship, certainly not with Izu. I would argue he befriend BK and that is a Freudian slip - yes, let's blame hori and this is correct as Shoto should hate BK since he hates his father.

There a oneshot to explain the movie "Izu you are a mass murder" where Shoto looks amazed at BK destroying smth of Izu. As if Endy never did smth similar to him in the past which for sure happened.

Its just ...I don't think Shoto changed or had to change.

Izu ...sort change...for worse. He started the story thinking he is worthless. Ended thinking he is a loser- he voiced that, canon. And can only be a hero if someone, his lifelong abuser, handed him a magical suit. Its something so sad bc it fits perfectly on the whole "character hallucinate everything you see in the story"

Something @thr0wnawayy mentioned about Izuku's delusion stuck with me bc...it makes sense.

Not sure why I'm talking about shoto. You could argue many characters didn't change or got worse.

Ochako now is a superficial bitch. Even if hori makes Izuocha canon with kids and marriage ...he will still write Ochako being passive aggressive with Izu, people will joke the kids aren't his - cucko Izu was big and while decreased, it never stopped.

Class A1 is how a bunch of fake friends who only call Izu when they need something. Izu just accepts this is his life.

We read this manga expecting him to be a great hero...and we have this "happy ending" where it would be kinder if Izuku had died along side Shig.

That...makes me think. A lot.

Tô any novice writers reading this...you can fall in love with a character, you can fall out of love with a character but be professional. Think of the story and...don't be a Hori.

[asofspades]

In the past 24 I've got a guy to have beef with me on tiktok for saying that Jayne and Viktors relationship was definitely not brotherly and that what they have goes beyond the realm of romantic or platonic as we understand it, dude was pressed because I was "calling them gay", didn't understand that a single co-creator stating he views them as brotherly doesn't suddenly negate all the symbolism and the work of all the other animators, creators and designers involved, and he minimised the impact animator's interpretation of the characters have on the portrayal of said characters. Dude also negated the existence of queer platonic relationships and there existing things that go beyond friendship and romance which as an aroace stung a bit but then I thought "meh, that's just a stupid person, I'm ignoring that.

And then there's people having one sided beef with me in the MHA fandom because I said I think Izuocha is not well developed as a romantic relationship and it feels weird that Hori would suddenly make them canon. Some people are also mad I said I would've preferred no relationships to be canon because there wasn't proper development, or that I think the epilogue we already had was perfect and this feels a bit overkill. And then they say bkdk fans are toxic like😅. Would Izuocha be a good ship if they'd been properly developed? Yes. But they just weren't plus it feels like Ochako's personal development got sidelined in favor of a ship, she had a CRUSH, a teen crush that mainly originated because she admired Izuku's heroism, but her arc is about learning to appreciate herself for the hero she is and stop trying to imitate Izuku. And frankly it also feels like throwing away her entire plot with Toga, kind of like they used the queer character as a crutch to justify a poorly developed straigh couple. And that's not even mentioning how weird it is that after 8-9 years of not seeing each other they suddenly fall in love like, that's a bit weird. And I won't even talk about how I feel like they just threw away all the symbolism and effort they put into Izuku's relationship with Bakugo. There should've been no endgame couples.

[transplantedmate]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61943443/chapters/158395027

I wrote a longfic! And just posted ch 1!

This is fully written so I'll be posting a chapter every couple days - just need to do a lot of html editing.

The short version: Izuku needs a place to stay for a few weeks. Katsuki happens to have an empty guest room. Friends to lovers and other domestic shenanigans ensue.

(AO3 summary and all details about ratings, tags, etc. are below, feel free to skip to that, I have a lot of yapping to yap)

This story takes place 3-ish years after Izuku gets the suit. It assumes that the 431 epilogue happened.

The timeframe of the fic is not that long (I mean, it's right there in the title) but this is written as a slow burn of sorts. It covers the whole story, from them realising "oh, I like you" all the way to... well, I'm not going to tell you exactly how it ends yet, but it's definitely a happy ending.

This story is about falling in love, but it's also about friendships, about asking for help, and about letting those around you support you. It features appearances by most of the UA students we meet in canon, Inko, the Bakugous, All Might... you name it. i had a lot of fun exploring their different voices and POVs.

Also cats. There's cats in it. And a lot of coffee cups.

The fic is on the fluffier side, but has it's angsty moments. (I swear, you leave Bakugou alone with his thoughts for 5 minutes and that yumy yummy angst just writes itself). there's some humour in there too, because why not.

It's primarily a bkdk/izukat/whatever you call that ship story, and most of the fic is from their POV/focused on Izuku and Katsuki.

That said, I had a lot of fun making space for some of the less-developed canon characters (e.g. Sato) to have their own dialogue and moments... and some of the more fleshed out characters outside of our main pair too.

Speaking of which, that's the name of the first chapter: Making Space

The fic includes snippets of texting between the UA students too, especially in this first chapter. I surprised myself by really enjoying writing that. It also made me learn a lot of css. Check it out! It turned out quite pretty I think.

Ok, now the specifics:

Rating: T

Chapters: 17 + epilogue (1 posted)

Chapter length: between 1.5 and 2.9 k per my latest count. Most chapters are about 2k.

Relationship:

Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku

Characters:

Bakugou Katsuki

Midoriya Izuku

Uraraka Ochako

Ashido Mina

Kaminari Denki

Kirishima Eijirou

Asui Tsuyu

Sero Hanta

Koda Koji

Shoji Yuko

Jirou Kyouka

Yaoyorozu Momo

Midoriya Inko

Yagi Toshinori | All Might

Bakugou Mitsuki

Bakugou Masaru

Mineta Minoru

Hagakure Tooru

Aoyama Yuuga

Shinsou Hitoshi

Additional Tags:

Friends to Lovers

Roommates

Domestic Fluff

Developing Friendships

Falling In Love

Idiots in Love

Uraraka Ochako is a Good Friend

Uraraka is a good friend of BOTH Deku and Bakugo

Mentions of past Izuocha (in a healthy manner they are friends)

Food as a Metaphor for Love

Getting Together

Fluff

Some angst

Pining

Mutual Pining

Pining Bakugou Katsuki

Pining Midoriya Izuku

all the pining

Bakugou has a cat (pet)

Good Parent Midoriya Inko

Good Parent Bakugou Mitsuki

Kirishima Eijirou is a Good Friend

Kirishima Eijirou is a Ray of Sunshine

Texting

Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot

Soft Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku

Moving In Together

Post-My Hero Academia Chapter 431: More

Post-Canon

I wouldn't call this a fix it as much as a fic about healing and growing

[doodlegirl1998]

Izuku's backstory was severely overlooked.

To the point where it effects his character and certain things going unmentioned.

But I think the one thing that gets unmentioned the most is how he feels about love and romance.

Now I know romance isn't a strong point in Shonen, but I feel it could've been used effectively and really give some depth in Izuku's story.

Like have it be revealed that he probably doesn't feel worthy of being in a romantic relationship because his way of thinking is this

"Who would ever wanna get with a quirkless nobody like me?"

And

"Who would ever wanna get with someone who's quirk hurts him and makes him a liability?"

Have a flashback where a girl asked him out and it turns out to have been a cruel prank to humiliate him for ever believing someone could love him.

Sure he has an idea for a date, but that doesn't mean he can't imagine what being in a relationship would be like.

It's half the reason why I don't like Izuocha since she expresses how she feels about him but we never see if he even feels the same way.

Hi @theloganator101 👋

Definitely agree with this. There's lots of missed opportunities with Izu especially given his backstory.

If Hori actually acknowledged Izu's backstory, this could have been an interesting plot line with IzuOcha to go down.

I mentioned to you in another post where you spoke about this - that I feel like "I must push my feelings down" would canonically fit more with Izu than Ocha regarding his feelings for her. I could see Izu feeling like he doesn't deserve her / not wanting to lose her friendship if things go wrong. Add on your idea about a girl asking Quirkless!Izu out as a joke (which I could see happening - kids are cruel) and that would neatly explain why Izu hasn't asked out Ocha despite liking her a lot.

In canon, Hori avoids mentioning Izu's backstory like the plague because it would reveal / remind the audience that Bkg is a POS to Izu.

Protecting BKG, to Hori, seems to come above his MC and all aspects of his life - exploring Izu's backstory and past quirklessness? Exploring IzuOcha? Exploring both Ocha and Iida (Izu's first real friends)? All ignored to protect Bkg or give him focus that he doesn't deserve.

Poor Izu. Bakugou is a cancer on his life and the story of MHA as a whole.

[ochako-deserves-better]

It would be weird- Kacchako (romantic) [Past IzuOcha]

Inspired by this post

Ochako found the better part of her class sitting in a circle on the floor in the common room. Maybe it was nostalgia that compelled them to relive their first bonding night in the dorms, maybe it was sadness at the countdown on their days together. Unlike their first year, however, a slightly-less-grumpy-but-still-grumpy Bakugo joined the festivities (at least mostly) by his own choice. He settled himself diagonal from her, with Kirishima and Mina separating the two.

They joked about the "Dekusquad" and the "Bakusquad," and how the groups blended seamlessly about a third of the way through their second year together. Couples emerged and ended with no animosity. The deep-rooted platonic bond between every member of the group seemed to be indestructible.

...It wasn't like Ochako hadn't thought about it. She's had crushes on a few of her classmates, but was too afraid to risk the fallout should their relationship go sour... even though, as she had mentioned, there hasn't been a nasty break up... ever.

Her current crush has tortured her for nearly a year, her mind consistently plagued with scarlet eyes and the crackle of firecrackers. His passion and drive has always drawn Ochako in, but as their friendship grew, she had seen an endearing side to the boy that had completely captured her heart.

But this was it. In less than a month they'd all be going to their new agencies, potentially never working together again. In less than a month, that secretly sweet smile would no longer live across the hall.

"Girl, are you good?" Mina shook Ochako's shoulder, chasing away the thought.

"Wha-? Oh, yeah, sorry! Just, lost in thought I guess," she trailed off with a laugh.

"So? Truth or dare?" Mina asked, a devious grin on her face.

Ochako swore under her breath. Izuku or Jirou would've given her something low-risk, but Mina was evil in these games. What she chose didn't matter--she was going to reveal something. "Ugh, Mina why me?" she whined. "Fine. Uh, truth? I guess? Please be nice to me."

Mina laughed, "No way. Hmmm," she tapped her index finger to her chin as she thought, glancing at Bakugo before turning back to her.

Shit. Why did she tell Mina she had a thing for Bakugo??

"Why haven't you dated anyone since your two dates with Midoriya? And I know for a fact it's not that you still like him," she teased. Ochako and Midoriya decided together that they loved each other in a strictly platonic way after a catastrophic attempt at kissing each other.

"Mina, please," Ochako cried, her face blooming in red as her friends laughed. She knew that all eyes were on her, but Bakugo's gaze burned into the side of her face, forcing her to look at the floor to avoid making eye contact.

"Wait! Mina, do you know who she likes?!" Hagakure called out, gloved hands flying up to cover her mouth [assumedly].

Ochako whined, admitting to the whole group that yes, she had feelings for someone, and yes, Mina knew their identity.

"I am sworn to secrecy," Mina shook her head, "So, O.cha.ko.chan?" she sang sweetly. "Why are you still single?"

Ochako buried her head in her hands, "I dunno," she admitted after collecting herself, "We've gotten really close as friends and... it'd be weird."

"How do you know?" a new voice spoke up, making Ochako's heart stutter. She snapped her head up, staring at Bakugo with wild eyes. "You're running out of time, Cheeks. You really okay with never knowing if they feel the same way?"

Oh God. Oh no. He knew. He definitely knew. "I don't. uh. I don't think it's mutual so."

"But you don't know?" Bakugo countered. Ochako swore everyone else disappeared, suddenly it was just Bakugo and Ochako, face to face.

"I guess not?" Ochako stammered out, "um. I-- I need to get a drink or uh. I'll be right back, someone else take my turn for me." She rose from her spot, half skipping out of the room to try to play off her panic.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mina scoot around Kirishima.

In the kitchen, Ochako grabbed two ice packs and all but slammed them against her face. The cold sensation made her gasp, but she needed something, anything to think about except what just happened. She needed to calm down, and quickly.

She startled when the kitchen door slammed open. She felt two hands clap on her shoulder and spin her around. "What did Mina mean by--" Bakugo started to snap, before his eyes focused on the icepacks "What the fuck are you doing."

Ochako stared at him, mouth agape. "What did she tell you?" she forced herself to speak.

"Just that I needed to go after you. I fucked up, didn't I? I shouldn't have put you on the spot like that."

"It's not that." She set the icepacks down. Now or never. "It wasn't what was said. It was the fact that it was you that said it." She squared her shoulders, embarrassment evolving into frustration. "Bakugo, if you knew I liked you, why would you embarrass me like that?!"

"I-!" Bakugo faltered. He dropped his hands from her shoulders, dumbly pointing at himself with his left hand. "Me?"

Ochako blinked owlishly at the boy. "Are you saying... you didn't know?"

Bakugo screwed up his face, "No?! Because if I knew, we wouldn't be having this conversation, dumbass! I-" He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he took a deep breath. Ochako was too distracted by her own heart pounding in her ears to notice the crimson blush radiating from his ears.

"You were going to let us graduate without telling me?" he said after a while, his voice wavering as he tried to rein in his emotions.

"I mean, yeah. I don't want to lose you, and.."

"You thought you'd lose me what, if we broke up?"

"yeah? Or if you were weirded out that I liked you, or--"

"Stop. Stop. I," his hands found her shoulders again. "I was going to tell you on Graduation Day. That way if you rejected me I wouldn't have to think about you being across the fuckin' hall." She felt his hands tug on her shoulders, coaxing her toward him. Ochako beamed, throwing herself against him and wrapping her arms around him.

They held each other for a beat, before the rest of the situation reentered their minds. "We should go back, I don't want to miss our last real hangout as a group," Ochako lamented as she stepped out of his grasp. Bakugo nodded, gesturing for her to lead the way.

As they entered back into the room, the game was still in full swing. Kirishima was upside-down, doing handstand pushups in the center of the circle. Laughing at their friend's antics, the two settled back into the circle opting this time to sit side by side.

Kirishima flipped back to his feet, giving a dramatic bow to the cheers from the circle. "Bakubro! Did you see that?" Kirishima beamed at his best friend. "Bet you can't beat my record!" he teased, leaning down to be closer to eye level without sitting.

Bakugo scoffed, leaning back on his arms, "Shut the fuck up, you know I can kick your ass at anything." Ochako rolled her eyes, laughing lightly at his showboating. He glanced at her, the right side of his mouth curling up at her reaction.

"Okay, Fine. Bakugo. Truth or dare?" Kirishima asked, a challenge in his grin.

"Bring it on. Dare. And make it a good one, none of that baby shit."

"I dare you to climb up th--" Kirishima started, before Mina leaped to her feet and slapped her hand over his mouth.

"No! Physical challenges aren't a dare to Bakugo!" Mina interrupted. "We need to hit him where it hurt. Emotions."

The entire group crowed with laughter. Izuku laughed so hard his eyes began to water. "Shut up," Bakugo groaned. He shot an icy glare toward Izuku, "especially you, shithead." He shifted his gaze back to Mina. "Go ahead."

Mina's eyes met Ochako's quickly before returning to the blonde. "I dare you to confess to your crush." She smirks.

Bakugo deadpanned. "Nah. Can't do that. Gimme another one."

Mina put her hands on her hips, a smug look on her face. "What's the matter? Scared?"

"Nah. It's not that. It's just--" Reaching out, Bakugo hooked Ochako's farther shoulder with his hand, yanking her toward him. She not-so-gracefully thunked into him, her heart threatening to leap out of her chest. Ochako craned her neck to look at him, wide-eyed. Swiftly, Bakugo leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to Ochako's temple. Looking back to Mina with a toothy grin on his face, Bakugo smugly finished the thought, "I already did."

How many different ways can I write about Uraraka and Bakugo confessing to each other? When I made this side blog, I figured I'd be writing for other ships too, but once I started writing Kacchako, they have completely taken over my brain. I love them so much 😭 Feel free to request other ships if you want. Or if you have other Kacchako requests, I'd be happy to give it a shot! (I also might be working on a bigger fic, Actress/Bodyguard Quirkless AU 👀 But that one will probably be the first fic on my new, second AO3 account lol)

[epickiya722]

It's comments like this as to why I just hang out in my corner in fandoms.

Coming from this post!

Then you're obviously looking in the wrong space of the fandom. I literally have gotten IzuOcha art over the past couple of days for following a tag. There are still fics, posts, videos, edits and whatever else you can find for IzuOcha.

Yes, Bakudeku is a popular ship, so almost everyone is gonna write fics, draw art and whatever else for them.

But don't, one, complain about it under a post that has nothing to do with it. No where in that post I mentioned BakuDeku. The post wasn't even tagged with BakuDeku! Two, don't act as if no one is making IzuOcha stuff for other shippers to enjoy.

It's comments like this that drives me away from shippers of any ship.

Look, if you want to talk about IzuOcha, do that. No need to bring up another ship to be negative when that space can be used to make up more for IzuOcha.

Make less complaints about the ship you don't like and make more fics, art and edits about the ship you do like.

[sapphic-agent]

So I made it pretty clear that I don't ship Izuocha as I find it bland and that it's pretty much shipping 101 for a series.

But when you actually see the dynamic unfold, it really doesn't have the structure for a ship outside of them getting flustered around each other.

Uraraka called him plain looking at the beginning and even questioned if he was going to fight quirkless which, given his unspoken backstory, would've hit a nerve for him to hear someone he likes say such a thing.

And then there's the whole shoving her feelings aside to focus on hero work which, that I don't have much of a problem with since there are some people out there who would rather focus on their careers first before pursuing a relationship.

But this just ties back to Hori preventing Izuku from having anything nice because why is it only HIS love interest that's doing this? What about any of the other girls or even pro heroes? In fact it's been alluded that Kamui Woods and Mount Lady have something going on so heroes being in a relationship isn't something that's distracting or get in the way of their work.

But Izuku isn't entirely innocent in this either.

If this is supposed to be a couple that's obviously meant to be together in the end, why hasn't he had any scenes of admiring her or flustering over her? It's always been Uraraka.

Now if it was revealed that he doesn't view himself as someone worthy of being in a romantic relationship because of something that happened in his past, that would be fun to explore... but we don't get that!

But the cherry on top of this and maybe it's just me, but I don't like how this is a couple where the guy is only interested because she was the first girl that was nice to him. It just comes across as a bit unhealthy to me.

Now maybe if this was explored and have him fall for someone else, including that realizing that clinging onto the first person who was nice to him isn't okay, then we would have an interesting arc.

But I think that's just me I guess.

I totally get where you're coming from!

I'm not big on IzuOcha myself. If I'm being 100% honest, I actually really like their platonic relationship a lot more. They had decent chemistry in the beginning and she was his first real friend. I'm not saying they shouldn't be together, but Horikoshi should have spent more time on their friendship before even mentioning their romantic feelings.

The plain face thing annoys me, but Horikoshi shits on his own MC constantly for no reason so I don't hold this against Uraraka. I agree that the shoving her feelings aside thing is weird especially because we don't spend that much time seeing her develop as a hero. It's so focused on Izuku whole trying to not make things about Izuku. It's so weird. Like it's fine if it's mentioned or implied, but why it is more centered on her feelings for Izuku then it is on her growing and developing her skills? And you're right because Jirou doesn't do that with Kaminari even though she's way more likely than Uraraka to hide what she's really feeling. I like to chalk it up to Horikoshi not knowing how to write women as main characters.

I totally agree that it's weird that Izuku doesn't get flustered or embarrassed around her. Especially since he did in the beginning and it's implied that he had feelings for her first (or at least attraction). It's odd that Horikoshi dropped this (it might be part of him making Izuku less three dimensional and complex as the series goes on because if you pay attention, a lot of the qualities Izuku had in the beginning of the show really diminish).

Like most things, I like to think that IzuOcha is simply wasted potential (and maybe was ignored/disregarded im favor of you-know-who but I can't prove it). I definitely see why you don't like it

[searenbound]

I made a list of things I want for the series finale and think you’ll agree:

A very soft and wholesome confession of romantic feelings from Izuku to Ochako where they show flashbacks of Ochako being a great hero and kind person including scenes from the side content and movies

Bakugo and Izuku establishing a brotherhood where Bakugo encourages Izuku to confess to Ochako and Izuku encourages Bakugo to take the train back with Kirishima to reestablishing their strong bond

Bakugo and Kirishima reestablishing their bond and reminiscing about their relationship with flashbacks also including scenes from the side content and movies, romantic undertones that are subtle enough to past Japan’s censorship and not anger the assholes but obvious enough to us queers and the allies

The heroes honored by the commission and Japan where we find out Momo’s mother is a senator and she has a sister who studied abroad fighting her own war overseas

Class A has a montage of their year before leaving to go home with plenty of Izuocha and Kiribaku moments both in flashbacks and new scenes

Everyone in class reuniting with their family with the following details alluding to a sequel

Bakugo’s parents thought he died so they has a very emotional reunion where it’s mentioned that his parents love kirishima, are proud that Katsuki made amends with Izuku, they plan to invite the Midoriyas and Kirishimas for dinner to celebrate their kids

Mitsuki also mentions not wanting Katsuki to continue being a hero but conflicted as she’s happy to seehow much her son has grown and she wants him to maintain the relationships he’s developed

Kirishima is reunited with his mom who is very proud of him and it’s established they have a close relationship where kiri always helps his mom and his mom mentions the dinner at the Bakugo’s and how she’s grown fond of Katsuki

Both their parents imply being in the know about their situation and encourage it

Ochako returns to her parents in a sweet, wholesome, and emotional relationship where they mention that the Yaoyorozus invited them to the homecoming party for their daughters

Kaminari returns to find his sister outside there house with the cops where he finds out his dad is in the hospital after a mysterious attack but the montages at the end of everyone reunited shows him alive

Momo returns home with her mother and is greeted by her sister who puts on a brave face over years of unknown trauma but Mrs. Yaoyorozu comforts both her daughters and she informs Momo that her sister will join her class for her second year

Their sent to their rooms were Momo’s sister hints to her trauma and baits the sequel series

Finally a montage of all the heroes reuniting with their families

I don’t know what I’d even add to this, it all seems so nice and sweet

[jazwritesalot]

Mocha Choco Latte - Chapter 5: Salted Caramel Hot Chocolate

Pairing: Kirishima Eijirou/Bakugou Katsuki, KiriBaku Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia, My Hero Academia Rating: Teen & Up Audiences Current Word Count: 25,426 Tags: Aged-Up Characters, AU- College/University, AU- No Quirks, AU- Coffee Shops & Cafes, Barista Bakugou, Actor Kirishima, slow burn, background IzuOcha, mentions of Bakusquad, rated for language, Bakugou Katsuki swears a lot, Bakugou Katsuki is bad at feelings, drinking, house parties, first kiss

Link to AO3

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

Chapter summary: In which truths come to light

To Katsuki, the past month had been both a blessing and a curse wrapped in one. A blessing, because he had finally worked the nerve up to asking Kirishima to be his boyfriend after their impromptu movie night—where he still had yet to convince the other man that All Might was the superior superhero. When it came time for them to exchange phone numbers, he was thankful that Kirishima was able to laugh off the ridiculousness that was Katsuki’s explanation as to why he one, reacted the way he did when Kirishima did text him, and two, why he hadn’t reached out after the Tape Deck debacle. Katsuki could certainly count himself lucky in finding someone who was both understanding and able to tolerate him and his crabby mood. 

The curse of the past month, however, was wrapped up in the hell that was the last weeks of school combined with his schedule at Sugar Rush due to Kaminari’s suspiciously increasing number of absences from shifts. Katsuki had started to worry about the blond—even going as far as to admit that to Kirishima, who said he would check in with Dunce Face to see what was going on with him. Whatever it was, Kirishima’s talk seemed to help, considering Kaminari finally came back to work this week with a pep in his step. It still rubbed Katsuki the wrong way, though, since having to pick up the extra shifts cut into the already limited time that Katsuki had with Kirishima; when they were able to meet up, the focus was more on studying for their exams rather than spending quality time with the other. 

The other hellish part came packaged with the agreement that they made of not bringing their relationship to the public eye. Kirishima said he wanted some semblance of privacy in his life, which Katsuki understood all too well. But he had to admit that the prospect of screaming from the rooftops that he was the one who was Kirishima Eijirou’s boyfriend had a nice ring to it. For now, however, they kept their relationship between their close friends, which, unfortunately for Katsuki, meant that both Deku and Dunce Face knew. And Deku was constantly asking for updates about the production of the Red Riot movie, to which Bakugou kindly told him to buzz off. Kaminari was just as insufferable, but on a crasser level, and Bakugou Katsuki was not one to kiss and tell, even if no kissing had happened yet—not that the idiot needed to know that. 

As Katsuki walked out of his last final for the semester, he found himself grateful that it was a Friday night. Satou had given him the night off thanks to all the shifts he worked the past month, opting to fill in for Bakugou in his place, since Kaminari was unable to work due to one of his various other jobs filling the time commitment. What he was more grateful for, though, was that Kirishima had planned out a date night for the two of them, and now that they were both free from the obligation that was school, they could finally enjoy some time to themselves. Kirishima had texted him earlier in the day about a café he wanted to try out, sending the address his way and telling him to “dress nice, but not too nice,” whatever that meant. Katsuki was curious as to how they were going to avoid paparazzi, but Kirishima simply waved that off, stating that he was “hiding in plain sight” now since he shaved his hair into an undercut and dyed the rest fire-engine red. 

“But aren’t you worried about them realizing it’s actually you and not someone in cosplay?” Katuski asked as he walked home, finding that it was just easier to call his boyfriend and talk to him rather than text. 

“They’re still looking for the shadow of the man that I once was. As far as they were all concerned, I was too scared to do something as drastic as change my hair color without PR announcing it first.”

“And does PR know about this makeover of yours?” Katsuki asked, irritated at the cold that was seeping into his bones. He was more of a summer man, sue him. 

“They will, come the first of January,” Kirishima laughed, which in turn caused Katsuki to chuckle.

“Figures you’d do something impulsive like that, given your track record.”

“Hey! I told you the teeth thing was a drunken dare from Denki! You can’t hold that against me.” Katsuki could hear the pout across the line, making him laugh harder. 

“I can and will until the end of time. Now, are you going to tell me anything more about this date you have lined up for us, you Cryptic Bastard?” Katsuki couldn’t deny the thrill that the word “date” sent rushing through him, but he had to remain composed. 

“No, I don’t think I will. I want to surprise you! Is that too much to ask?” 

“I guess not,” Katsuki grumbled. “I’m almost home, so I’m gonna get off so I can get ready. See you soon.”

“Can’t wait. Bye Bakugou!” Katsuki was thankful for the colder weather since it was able to mask the blush that warmed his face. He was also thankful that Deku was working tonight, so he didn’t have to be bombarded with a million and one questions about where he was going—as if he knew—and any updates on the Red Riot front (surprise, there haven’t been any since he asked that morning). Bakugou quickly changed from his joggers and thermal shirt to a pair of charcoal grey skinny jeans and a loose orange and black flannel. He decided to keep his glasses on this time around because fuck dealing with contacts. He checked the time and saw that he was supposed to meet Kirishima at the mystery-yet-somehow-familiar address in 20 minutes, so he quickly grabbed his wallet and keys, slipped into his faded Docs, and bundled up in his peacoat and scarf. 

The winter air was nipping at his nose, his pace brisk as he tried to hightail it to their meeting spot, getting more and more suspicious of where he was going the longer he walked. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but he had an eerie sense of déjà vu. It was only when he was greeting the redhead, who was jacket-less, at the front gate did he realize why this was familiar—the garish outdoor menu board of Cool Beans Cat Café stared him down underneath a light dusting of snow. 

“Surprise! You said the other day that you liked cats when we were talking about my roommate bringing home a cat, but that you couldn’t have one at your apartment, so I found this cool café that will let us have a nice dinner and play with cats! Isn’t that awesome?!” Kirishima was so excited about this that Katsuki didn’t have the heart to tell him he was pretty sure he was banned from the restaurant, so he just nodded his head, praying that some higher power would let them have this night together without any issues. Katsuki noted the distinct lack of cats prowling around when they entered the building, though the large white and black fluff ball with the weird face patterning was lounging on the front counter next to the quiet hostess. She raised an eyebrow at them before shrugging it off. 

“Welcome to Cool Beans Cat Café. How may I help you?” she asked, voice as soft as the last time Katsuki had been here. 

“Hello! We’re here for dinner and then I’d like to pay for an hour in the cat lounge,” Kirishima explained. The girl hummed, getting more information from him before leading them into the dining area, which was exactly how Katsuki remembered it. 

“Your waiter will be with you shortly,” she said, leaving the two of them alone. The café was relatively quiet for a Friday night, surprisingly. There weren’t many people in the dining area, but he could hear quiet murmurs coming from the area where the cats apparently were now. Katsuki idly wondered when it changed from them having free reign of the facilities, and shuddered to think that it may have been because of Deku’s drunken antics. 

“Welcome to Cool Beans, how may I help—hey wait a minute.” Son of a bitch. Katsuki looked over to see none other than the purple-haired waiter from months before standing beside their table, quickly piecing together the fact that Katsuki wasn’t supposed to be there. Kirishima glanced between the two of them, his brow furrowed as he tried to figure out just what was going on. 

“Do you two know each other?” Kirishima finally settled on asking. 

“Not really—”

“Didn’t we ban you from our property?” the Troll Doll said, cutting Katsuki off. 

“Banned?!” Kirishima turned his attention back to Katsuki, who was fighting the urge to slide down in his seat, his jaw clenched. 

‘Remember your anger management techniques, Katsuki,’ he chanted to himself before letting out a deep breath. “If I remember correctly, you guys banned my shitty roommate and his girlfriend; I was just here to pick his sorry ass up and take him home.” The other man narrowed his eyes in contemplation, to which Katsuki leveled him with an impressive glare of his own. Katsuki felt bad for Kirishima, who went back to looking between the two of them, traces of disappointment starting to etch themselves across his features as he took in the possibility of their date night being cut short. 

“You know what, fuck it. I don’t even care. Just don’t manhandle the cats and we’re good,” the waiter finally decided, and Katsuki let out a sigh of relief. “Here’re your menus. The special for the night is Shiitake dashi, and the drink of the night is salted caramel vodka hot cocoa. What can I get you started to drink?”

“Just water.” The waiter raised an eyebrow, scribbling on his notepad before turning to Kirishima, blinking as he finally took in the other man. 

“Do I know you from somewhere?” he asked, and Katsuki felt his heart drop. Could this night get any worse? 

“I don’t think so, man. This is my first time here.” Kirishima gave him a blinding smile, which did little to ease Katsuki’s growing anxiety. He hoped that this sleepy asshole didn’t figure it out, mostly for Kirishima’s sake. 

“True. Just thought I recognized you from a picture an acquaintance of mine has with some of their friends. Guess I was wrong. Oh well,” he shrugged. “What can I get for you?”

“I’d like one of those salted caramel hot cocoas please! But can you make it virgin?” With a nod of the head, the waiter took off to the kitchen, leaving the two of them alone to look over the menu. 

“Midoriya is banned from here? And you almost were too? What’s that all about?” Kirishima finally asked and Katsuki groaned. 

“Deku had a date with Cheeks, and he was nervous as shit, so he got himself shitfaced during it. Which, if you’re ever around a drunk Deku, he becomes even more of a crybaby than he already is,” he said with a shudder. 

“So, he was thrown out for being a nuisance?”

“You could say that. The last time I was here, the cats used to roam around freely here in the dining area. But the damn nerd kept crying and grabbing the cats to the point that they called it animal harassment.” Kirishima snorted at this, and Katsuki had to admit it was pretty comical now, looking back. “Pretty sure he’s the reason the cats are now in a separate room.”

“To be fair, that’s probably safer for the cats. And more sanitary too. But, why didn’t you say anything when we got here? We could have figured something else out had you been banned too.”

“And ruin how excited you were about this? As if I would do that.”

“But what if you had been banned?” 

“I would have figured out some way for this date to happen. One way, or another.” Katsuki wasn’t pouting—really! He wasn’t. 

“You’re something else, you know that?” Kirishima laughed, eyes sparkling with mirth. The waiter, whose name was Shinsou, according to his nametag, returned with their drinks. 

“Know what you guys want to eat?” The poor bastard looked like he would rather be anywhere else than at the café, which Katsuki could sympathize with. Food service was no joke, that’s for sure. They settled on the night special for Kirishima and the mapo tofu for Katsuki, whose only request was to make it as spicy as their kitchen could. He left, the two of them reverting back to their peaceful silence as they sipped at their respective drinks. 

“So, anything else crazy about you that I should know about? Besides almost getting banned from a fine establishment, that is?” Kirishima teased, the beginnings of a milk mustache forming on his upper lip from the whipped cream on his cocoa. 

“Nah, nothing too crazy. Used to be a hellion in middle school and the beginning of high school. The Hag threw my ass into anger management classes and therapy real quick when there was the threat of expulsion because of my attitude and ‘less than favorable behaviors.’” Katsuki put the last phrase in air quotes, and when Kirishima gave him a questioning look, he sighed, continuing on. “As I’ve said before, Izuku and I are cousins, but I wasn’t the greatest to him growing up. It was when we reached middle school that I started hanging out with the wrong crowd and rebelling against my family, him included. I bullied him relentlessly, which I know was a shit thing to do. But at the time, it just made sense, you know? One day, I took it too far, and he got hurt. That’s when both our parents found out. And we were put into individual and family therapy because of it.” Katsuki could feel his face flushing in shame from the confession. He had never told anyone about this before, not even his last boyfriend—not that what they had even held a candle to how he felt toward Kirishima. But still, it was frightening to bare yourself to someone like that, because he wouldn’t blame Kirishima for being disgusted with him and leaving him after this revelation. 

“Hey Bakugou?” Kirishima asked quietly, and he couldn’t bring himself to look at the other man. It was only when Kirishima placed his hands on top of Katsuki’s, lacing their fingers together that he dared to look up. “Thank you for sharing that with me. It was very manly of you to be vulnerable like that with me.”

“You’re not disgusted with me? I did some pretty shitty things, you know?” He was hesitant, not wanting to get his hopes up, but also wanting to be assured that Kirishima believed in him. 

“Emphasis on did. That’s not who you are now, Bakugou.” Another squeeze of their joined hands had a phantom of a smile ghosting over Katsuki’s face. “I know I haven’t known you for long, but I can tell that you have definitely come a long way from who you were as a kid. I’ve seen how you interact with Midoriya, and it’s a far cry from the asshole-ish behavior you just told me about.” 

“I’ve really tried to become a better man, that’s for sure.” The conversation was cut short to their food coming out, but Katsuki almost preferred that, since he needed time to process the fact that Kirishima wasn’t running for the hills like he had expected. 

As their date continued, Katsuki began to realize he really liked this smiling buffoon. Especially as they finished their meals and went to spend time with the cats, who climbed all over Kirishima. And if Katsuki snuck his phone out for a picture of the man with the cats to make his lock screen, no one had to know.

The hour passed by quicker than either of them wanted to, and it really took everything in Katuski’s power to try and not adopt the cat with the weird nose marking since he became attached. That, and he noticed that Kirishima also took a liking to that particular cat. Instead, they left, hand in hand, from the cafe, even though Katsuki really didn’t want the date to end. 

“Would you like to come over to my place?” Kirishima asked shyly, as if he read Katsuki’s mind. 

“I’d love that, if your roommates don’t mind.” Katsuki was excited at the prospect of spending more time with Kirishima, but also didn’t want to be a burden. Or be surprised with more socialization than he was prepared for. 

“I think one is on a date right now, and the other has an event tonight. He should be on the way out, if not already gone by now.” The smile was blinding, and Katsuki squeezed the other man’s hand before letting himself be pulled down the sidewalk toward Kirishima’s house. 

As they were walking, Kirishima chattering away about introducing Dunce Face to Shinsou, Katsuki started to get another sense of deja vu. He could have sworn he had walked this path before. 

It wasn’t until he was face to face with Kirishima’s house that he realized just why he felt confused. There was no way in hell—

“You live at Tape Deck?” Katsuki asked, unable to keep the accusatory tone out of his voice. Kirishima nodded bashfully, which caused Katsuki to become even more confused. And realization dawned on him. If Kirishima lived at Tape Deck, then that meant…

“Oh! Hey Kacchan and Kiri! Wasn’t expecting to run into you guys!” Kaminari exclaimed as he came out of the house. “I wish I could stay and shoot the shit with ya, but I gots to be at Lurkers like 15 minutes ago. Oh! But you both should definitely come to the Holigays Bash next week! It’s gonna be a hit! Toodles!” Whirlwind Kaminari left as quickly as he came, and Katsuki just stood there blinking, trying to process everything. 

“Let’s go inside. I promise to explain everything to you, but I think it would be best to do it in the warmth rather than the cold.” He could hear the begging tone in Kirishima’s voice, and he had to take a deep breath and count to ten before he agreed to follow him inside the familiar yet not house. 

Instead of leading him to the living room, or even his bedroom, Kirishima led him to the basement, which looked vastly different than Katsuki remembered. He guessed the lights being on rather than the string lights would make a difference. There was still a drum kit downstairs, along with the couch and plastic chairs, but otherwise it was pretty bare bones. 

Katsuki took a seat on the couch and looked at Kirishima expectantly, who sat next to him. 

“So yeah, I guess cat’s out of the bag that Denki is my roommate. Sero too, if you remember him.”

“The tall guy with all the piercings and tattoos, right?” Katsuki couldn’t remember much past the Deku fiasco, but he was pretty sure he remembered meeting him. 

“Yup, that would be Hanta. The three of us have been best friends since high school and been roommates since we graduated.”

“Why did you hide it from me?” Katsuki asked, genuinely curious. It’s not like he would have turned the guy down if he knew beforehand. 

“It wasn’t that I was wanting to hide it from you at all. It was more that Denki and Hanta were trying to wingman for me when it came to the show, and I thought it would look bad if I said ‘sure, I’ll be there because I live there.’”

“So, you pretended not to know about the show? But why?” 

“Well, it was a plan that Denks and I cooked up because of my crush on you. We figured if you heard him inviting me to the show, that you might become curious and want to come yourself. It was a shit plan, though.” Katsuki couldn’t help but to laugh at this point. 

“I wouldn’t say it was a shit plan, considering I did come to the show. What was shit was that you weren’t there, though.” He briefly wondered what the excuse was going to be. 

“I know, I know. And it’s a lame as hell excuse for why I was so late. I got caught up studying at the library. And by the time I realized what time it was, I rushed to get to the party, but I just barely missed you.” Katsuki remembered fondly running into the wall of muscle that was Kirishima, and how it momentarily erased all the thoughts from his mind. 

“Idiot,” Katsuki finally settled on, but he said it with such fondness that Kirishima smiled at him. 

“I really was an idiot. I should have been honest with you from the beginning. Maybe we wouldn’t have danced around each other for so long.”

“It didn’t help that I was being an idiot about it too. So, I think we’re even on that front.” Katsuki grabbed Kirishima’s hand, fingers linking with his. “So,” he started after a comfortable silence, “is there anything else I should know about, so I’m not shell shocked again?”

“Well, I guess you might wanna know that I’ve slept with Denks.” Katsuki knew he was wearing his surprise on his face, but he let Kirishima continue. “It was right after high school ended. The guy I had been dating for years broke it off with me after admitting he was only with me for the money. I was depressed and wanted to feel loved. Kaminari was going through his own shit—which is his story to tell, not mine—and we just ended up gravitating toward each other and slept together. It was only once, and there’s no romantic feelings toward him at all.”

“I didn’t think there were,” Katsuki said finally, after he let the words sink in. “Besides, the past is the past. So what if you and Dunce Face had a fling. He’s not the one you’re dating now.” Kirishima’s smile turned blinding once again, pulling Katsuki close to him into a crushing hug, which Katsuki reciprocated. He was happy, sue him. 

As they pulled back, all the endorphins and emotions that Katsuki had been harboring for the redhead for months now bubbled up to the surface at the soft smile that was directed at him. He just couldn’t take it anymore, he decided, as he looked briefly at Kirishima’s mouth. 

“Can I kiss you?” Katsuki whispered, afraid that if he spoke any louder that the bubble would be broken, and the spell would unravel. 

“Oh god please,” Kirishima groaned out, leaning into the palm that was now cupping his cheek. Katsuki leaned in slowly and as their lips connected, time stood still. It was the softest press of lips, but Katsuki was on cloud nine. He felt electricity dancing down his spine from where they were connected. Kirishima’s lips were slightly chapped, but he didn’t care because this was real. It finally happened. All the nights of lying awake in bed, wondering what it would be like to kiss the other man finally came to fruition. 

They pulled apart slightly, eyes opening to glance at one another before leaning back in, not ready to end the moment. Katsuki swore they kissed for what felt like hours, his fingers sliding into the loose red hair. Kirishima’s hands found his waist, pulling him infinitely closer. A tongue traced his lips and Katsuki had to bite back a soft moan as he parted his lips for Kirishima. They mapped each other’s mouths, committing the other to memory. 

Eventually they had to pull apart to catch their breath, chests heaving. Katsuki was nearly in Kirishima’s lap, which scared him and exhilarated him at the same time. As much as his hormones were raging right now, this was just their first kiss. 

“We should slow down probably,” Kirishima laughed, the breathless chuckle adorable to Katsuki’s ears. He could only nod in agreement, hiding his face in the other man’s shoulder. They stayed like this for a while, letting their heartbeats return to normal as the adrenaline wore off, both content with staying in each other’s arms. 

“I had a great time tonight,” Katsuki finally murmured while climbing off of Kirishima’s lap and settling down next to him on the couch. 

“Me too. I’m glad we got to spend tonight together.” Katsuki could practically see the stars in Kirishima’s eyes as he talked, and he found himself becoming more smitten with the man. “I just wish we could do more together before I have to go on the PR tour.” Katsuki should not find the pout on the other man to be as adorable as it was, but here he was, hopelessly devoted to him.

“Well, why don’t we plan something then? School is over for the semester and I’m sure Satou will give me the time off.” He better, considering all the shifts that Katsuki had picked up over the course of the last few months. Kirishima seemed to perk up at this. 

“What about hiking? You said you liked to do that, if I remember right.”

“I fuckin’ love hiking. How about we go hiking for the holiday?” That would be romantic and all that shit, Katuski was sure. The huge smile he got in return was enough to let him know that that was a great idea.

“We could make it a few days adventure. Rent one of those fancy hotels and just get away from it all. How does that sound?” Once again, Katsuki was sure that if Kirishima had a tail, it would be wagging. It was so cute how excited he would get. 

“Sounds like it’s what we’re doing next week, Red.” Katsuki knew his grin was manic, but he didn’t care. And as he cuddled up next to Kirishima, both of them pouring over their phones to make the arrangements, he found himself excited for a future with this man, whatever it may be. Sure, there were going to be bumps in the road, especially with Kirishima’s career involved, but he was sure that they could work them out, as equals.  

[ao3feed-izch]

MHA A.U: In The Aftermath

by Zeus2003

After Izuku Midoriya was Expelled from U.A high school on the first day, he and his mother went to live with his father in the U.S. Eight years later, Izuku, now an up-and-coming quirk analyst, returned to Japan. A stranger to his homeland, he runs into a face from the past and is brought up to speed on how it all fell down!

This takes inspiration from several fics where Deku is either not a part of 1-A, or is expelled from U.A altogether, what the consequences are, and how people are dealing with the aftermath!

Words: 1521, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Uraraka Ochako, Saitou (My Hero Academia)

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako

Additional Tags: Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Does Not Have One for All Quirk, He Used To But Not Anymore, Midoriya Izuku is Expelled from U.A. High School, Midoriya Izuku is Not a Hero, Midoriya Izuku Has a Job in Quirk Analysis, Midoriya Izuku Does Not Go to U.A. High School, Midoriya Izuku Moves To America, he's moving back, Uraraka Ochako is not a hero, But She Can Support Her Family Now, Uraraka Ochako Is a Construction Worker, Uraraka Ochako Works for the Yaoyorozu company, Midoriya Izuku Works for the Yaoyorozu company, Saitou Survives Toga Himiko’s Attack, Saitou is a Midoriya (My Hero Academia), Saitou and Midoriya Izuku are Cousins, Mentioned Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is a Bad Teacher, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Being An Asshole, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Expels Midoriya Izuku, And there are Consequences, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Faces Consequences, Dead Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Mentioned Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Several 1-A Kids Get Killed, Several 1-A Kids Leave the Hero Course, Few 1-A Kids Stick Around, Hero Society is Corrupt (My Hero Academia), Corrupt Hero Public Safety Commission (My Hero Academia), Hero Society is No More (My Hero Academia), No More Heroes (Not That One), Eight year Time Skip, Eventual Izuocha - Freeform, eventual Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Implied/Referenced “Suicide”, Midoriya Izuku cries a lot

source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/62011549

[theophagie]

Sorry for the epic of gilgamesh but idk I woke up with izuocha hate on my mind today and I gotta let some of it out so this isn't really going to be coherent. Power of Hindsight to me, but the way this is all still applicable even after her admission of liking/having liked Midoriya (translations vary)... If anything, compared to the everything that she has told and shared with Toga during their confrontation, those feelings appear secondary at best, especially because of the way in which they are brought up: as only one of the stepping stones that have allowed Uraraka to get closer to Toga

Also, this is something that I've seen mentioned here and there (and that I fully agree with), but. Although she recognised the (past?) existence of her feelings for Midoriya, she never did tell Toga what her deal what, why she felt like they were bad for her (and nor did she ever inwardly come back to it). Why? Their conversation perfectly lent itself to it. Everyone can want and think about multiple things but for some reason Uraraka couldn't hypothetically work hard while also liking someone? Why?? It's not like anyone told her that, quite the contrary actually. I wonder how her thoughts and actions could be interpreted in light of this :) who knows :)) because the alternative really is "damn, Uraraka, you fucking suck LOL". And not to also throw in the Sexuality Discourse, but it's especially because of how messy this fuckass "romantic subplot" is that I get sooo pissed off when people get all "if you hc her as a lesbian in denial and not as bi you're biphobic". I, a living breathing bisexual, am going to *remembers that it's a fascist move to employ threats of physical violence as an intimidation technique* explode you. within the confines of my mind.

I wanna go on and on about a thing and 'tis my premise

Now, to the scene that kicked off the Cursed Subplot

First and foremost, one of my grievances with it is that Aoyama's comment is pretty much out of nowhere. Despite having had little to no interaction with Uraraka prior to this, somehow he knows her enough to tell what she's thinking, and the audience is just supposed to accept this. >_>? Ultimately his comment has no purpose other than that of making Uraraka aware that she's got something going on, but it just feels unsatisfactory, cheap, and out of place. I've seen theorises that he wanted to fail the exam on purpose to avoid going to the summer camp (thus, avoiding to aid AFO), but that still doesn't explain how he Just Knew which button to push

Having said that, it's Interesting_Meme.jpeg that this isn't the first time something went bad for Uraraka after she tried to use Midoriya as a reference [see: the Sports Festival arc, "I'll win just like Deku!" -> loses immediately after she has this thought]. And I say "bad" for a reason: in a real fight, this distraction would have killed her. Hell, she still could have gotten injured if Thirteen hadn't reacted in time. It's exactly the same thing that happened during the first mock battle supervised by All Might: the fact that this was an exercise is what allowed her to pass

And there's quite some satisfaction/vindication to knowing that it's not just me, random reader, who says this

"Always be conscious of who you are"... i.e. possibly thee sentence that is most relevant to her character arc in the whole manga

With the added detail that Toga was a character created specifically for her, and that Uraraka was developed to match Toga, it's hard to see how "being just like the person you like" could have anything but negative results. Toga's case is more complex because of the combination of natural urges she feels due to her quirk and the abuse and neglect she suffered at the hands of society, and I don't personally believe that "she's just mistaken" about love and admiration being connected, as some people say, but the core idea of Identity is the same. Becoming (just like) someone else means giving up on everything that makes you you, and Uraraka has been "punished" for having tried to. While she hasn't explicitly said anything about it (yet) ("chat about love" I am so terrified of what could come out of you), it's only with the shift to "I can be inspired by Deku" that she effectively stops stacking losses or half-assed results. And I guess that thinking about it as a shift to something constructive rather than as a full suppression of feelings does solve at least the contradiction of "If Toga suppression = bad, why Uraraka suppression = good?" (I still think "I can teach you, Toga, how love should actually be!" would be a TERRIBLE thing though btw)

This is one of the instances where the japanese text may help a lot, because "bottling feelings up" and "keeping feelings under control" do share a common repression element to them, but at the same time they aren't the same

I do think that on its own this is a good approach to love as a theme, but as things currently stand, (excluding things like Uraraka being sidelined so often and the lack of interaction with other characters) my gripes with Horikoshi are: the interference of other characters (Aoyama, Mina) is annoying; it's ultimately disappointing that, as far as the relationship side of things is concerned, everything is on Uraraka's shoulders alone. Midoriya merely is an unaware external cause, and this lack of reciprocity not only renders the prospect of a possible future relationship between them completely unappealing and bland (if the standards for romance are supposed to be a character thinking "Oh, A Cute Girl I just met is talking to me!"... *side eye*), but personally it also... makes him feel like an intruder. When I think about "the love subplot", it's Uraraka and Toga that immediately come to my mind, with Midoriya just being an annoying afterthought, because he's only indirectly involved and... that's it ("he's just standing there... menacingly!")

[amynchan]

In the rain first kisss but mike it angsttttts

*evil laughter*  ok

I was so excited about this that I actually got one of my friends to beta it for me.  XD  Feel honored, I guess???  Thanks to THE FAMED AND GLORIOUS DUCKTECTIVE for helping me get this monster ready.

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“I’m cold.”

“No shit, Sherlock.”

Any other day, this might have been banter.  Any other day, there might have been teasing.  A playful nudge.  A scoff that wasn’t one hundred percent real, and maybe being almost brave enough to test the waters today.  A word. A question.  Anything to end the limbo that he’d thought was the worst thing he’d ever experienced.

Any other day.

He swore, the word hissing between his teeth.  She shuddered, her breath rising in a delicate puff of condensation, swiftly being obliterated by the torrenting rain.  It bordered on being snow it was so frigid.  He felt frozen.  He couldn’t imagine how she felt.  Cold? What a fucking understatement.

“Katsuki?”  His name sounded so damn small on her tongue.  He hated it. Hated that her voice wasn’t filled with the strength he was used to.  The spitfire.  Hated that this was the situation they were in now.

He hated it so damn much.

“Just—” Words wouldn’t cooperate.  They couldn’t.  But damn it he would force them.  There was too much blo—  “Don’t even think of closing your eyes.  Stay awake, Cheeks, or I’ll—”

The threat wouldn’t come together for him.  Nothing would.  His eyes darted from the wound to her face.  Her face.  Damn it, she looked hopeful.  Fucking shit—

“Do… do you think…”

Shit, shit, shit.  He did not want her to finish that sentence.  After everything she’d gone through the past five years…  losing her parents, her husband, her agency…  damn it, she was just starting to get on her feet again!

Fuck guns.  Fuck robbers who laid in waiting to ambush people at night.  Fuck being distracted at the worst time.  Fuck the ambulance that wasn’t here already. Fuck the blood pooling on the ground and the freezing temperatures.  Fuck, fuck, fu—

“…I’ll see them…again…?”

“Shut up!”  The words tore from his throat.  Raw, unbidden, hurt.  Agonized.  As stuck as they’d been before, they weren’t now.  “Don’t talk like that!  Don’t you dare!  And, damnit, don’t close your fucking—”

Heedless of his demands, her eyes began to flutter shut, a delirious smile on her face.  Her breath shuddered as it tumbled into her body, and it left in a shaky sigh.

It was too damn happy.  Too fucking hopeful.

“Ochako.”  Her name came out as a threatening growl. “Stay awake.  You hear me?  Stay—”

It was no use. She couldn’t hear him.  Her breaths grew shallow, and try as he may, he just couldn’t get her to fight.  He never could.  He couldn’t get her to want to live.  The people she’d lived for had left her behind.  She’d been desperate to catch up for too long now. 

He’d been dragging her along these past years by competing with her, by making her as angry as him.  He’d tried so hard to make her want to live again.  But this…  this…

He swore loudly, and it did nothing.  No reprimand. No competition.  No spitfire.  Just delirium that comes with losing too much too quickly.

Desperation clawed at his veins, but he was never one to sit on the sidelines and beg.  The emotions that had been in his chest, in his veins, wrapping around his entire body finally broke through.  Water ricocheted off his face as he entered her space, capturing her lips with his own.

He couldn’t beg with words, but…  maybe this…

This…

Just…

Katsuki knew that no matter what he did, she was lost.  She was still, and no matter how much breath he pushed into her mouth, she neither accepted nor returned it.

Just like his feelings.  Just like always.

He drew away, and despair was the only thing on his face as she willingly released the  last threads of her life.  Only one kept her tethered to the world he was in.  It was an emotion he never wanted in her eyes, and she turned them towards him.  Fucking rich, to look to him for reassurance now.

“Do… do you think he’ll…”

Be waiting for me…?  He knew her well enough that she didn’t have to finish the sentence.  Disgust curdled his insides.  Disgust, despair, sorrow, anger.  They were all there, but he nodded anyways.

“Nerd’s always been waiting for you,” he groused out.  He hated himself for it.  But fear was one thing he could not stand in conjunction with Ochako.  She was never afraid.  It was what he loved about her.  He wouldn’t let her be afraid now.

Bitterly, it was enough.  She was gone within a moment.  Colder than she’d ever been, and freer than she’d been in five damn years.  Freer than Katsuki could ever make her, no matter how hard he tried.

Death was fair. It came for everyone at some point or another.  It dished out the same punishment equally and without reservation, touching upon the rich and the poor and the sinners and the saints and every goddamned soul in between. He wouldn’t blame death for being there.

Life, though…

Katsuki could only scream to whatever would hear him, the anger and sorrow and grief and rage boiling with a thousand unnamed emotions to rent the sky apart.  The pain life doled out was uneven and favored those who were susceptible.  Life granted torment and agony upon the unlucky, leaving the lucky unscathed until death doled out its fair comeuppance.

Life was a cruel bitch, and, in that moment, Katsuki had never hated anything more.

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[kiwizuku]

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ pairing ;; established! izuocha x fem! afab! reader

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ content warnings ;; smut, pro hero au, quirkless! kindergarden teacher! au, polyamory, established relationships, age difference, (slight) power imbalance, hero worship, degradation, sir/ma'am, milf! ochako, dilf! izuku, dom! izuocha, very submissive reader, threesome, oral (f!receiving)

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"Bye!" You call out to the couple, the child next to them turning and giving you a hug as you kneel. "I'll see you tomorrow," you whisper in the kid's ear, the young girl giving a small giggle and nod in response before running up to take her father's hand.

As the door closes behind them, you jump back up into a standing position.

Exhaling deeply, you go to sit at your desk. Checking the time table once, twice -- and with a sigh, you relax into your seat further.

One more interview. It's just past nine, so it's fairly late for a school night, but it made sense to fit everyone in on the same night. You only has just over twenty kids to deal with, anyways.

Looking around the room, everything feels... different in the darkened light. Of course you have the overhead lights on, the orange hue almost nostalgia in the way it reminds you of staying up too late in the living room, your parents watching late night tv.

The walls are decorated with educational posters -- the pretty kind, not the bubbly lettered eyesores -- and artwork the kids have made.

It feels... homely. It's a shared space, so clearly appreciated and loved by you and your kids. Even though you're just in your mid-twenties, you've quickly become accustomed to your new job. You loved it, almost as much as you loved the kids you taught.

...Especially the one you would be seeing in about five minutes.

Aiko Midoriya was a ball of energy. She was always more than happy to help clean up, brighten fellow students' days, and was mature enough to hold a proper conversation with you.

Incredibly intelligent, you always gave her extra work to keep her busy.

Which gave you some reason to be so excited to meet her parents. She had mentioned that she loved them, wished to be like them, but had never specified what they did or even what they looked like.

A knock on the classroom door breaks you from your thoughts, making you scramble out of your seat and rush to the door, straightening yourself up ever so slightly before opening the door with a wide smile.

"Hi! I'm Miss. L/N, it's great--"

You choke, only after having started your spiel realising who exactly was standing in front of you.

Number One and Four heroes Deku and Uravity.

Placing a hand over your mouth, you try to ignore the heat in your cheeks. God. You were not expecting your teenage wet-dreams to be the parents interviewing you. Shit. Fuck. Every curse you never said because you worked with children flooded your mind.

"Sorry," you chuckle nervously, looking away from them bashfully. "This is quite unprofessional of me, I just wasn't expecting you two to be at my door this evening!"

"It's okay!" Uravity's sweet yet mature voice responds, and as you meet her eyes, she gives you a kind smile. "We're used to it, don't worry!"

She's breathlessly attractive as she speaks. Adorning her signature bob, her white silk top seems so elegant paired with her long black skirt. Fancy.

Your gaze flickers to Deku, then. His hair has grown out, the tips reaching just below his ears in a roguishly attractive way.

Were they your sexual awakening?

Maybe.

But that didn't mean anything, and it certainly didn't mean that you were going to treat them as anything but the parents of a student.

"Thank you," you bow slightly, before giving them a softer smile and leading them to your desk. They take a seat on the soft couch in front of you.

Folding your hands in front of you, you give them both an earnest look.

"Look. I'm going to cut right to the chase." The heroes share a look, one of worry, before looking back to you. God, the lights shone on their features so nicely.

You realise, then, with a halt, that there is no Aiko.

"Um," you falter, embarrassingly looking around the room for the girl. "Where is Aiko...?"

Deku huffs a laugh under his breath. "Sorry, Miss L/N. We forgot to mention that she was with her grandmother -- we'd rather talk to you without Aiko here, if that's okay."

His voice is gentle but rough, and it sends shivers down your spine. With a slight nod, you shake your head and try to get back on track.

"Ah. Right. Well, knowing that Aiko isn't here, I'm going to be extremely honest." You pause. "This is my first class, ever, and Aiko has been nothing but an angel. She's helped me with the students, and her personality is nothing short of integrity and respect. You both should be so proud of her; I most certainly am."

There's silence.

Maybe you shouldn't have been so quick to express your fondness for Aiko, but it had been done now.

You watch as Uravity and Deku share a conversation with their eyes alone. Memories flood back -- when you were in kindergarten, watching the sports festival and seeing them fighting so well.

Having been taken to them instantly, you grew up admiring and idolising the two.

And when they had announced their marriage, when you had been in high school? You were over the moon.

But...

But, you had never really imagined you'd meet them in real life. This felt like a personally hand-wrapped gift from Heaven.

Uravity clears her throat. You try to ignore how she's holding Deku's hand in her lap intimately. "Well, Miss. L/N, as parents, we're so happy that you have such good opinions on our daughter."

She gives Deku a look, before snapping her hazel eyes back to yours. "As for you, we've never seen Aiko happier. Every night at the dinner table she's ranting about how much she loves her class, and most importantly, you."

You blink.

"Really, for a first time teacher, you've completely mesmerised our child," Deku continues for Uravity. "And we are beyond grateful for your role in Aiko's life."

Silence fills the emptiness after his words end.

You can feel tears in the back of your eyes. To hear such kind and heartfelt words from your idols -- about your passion, your career -- it seems like too much all at once.

"I--" you swallow, looking down at your hands shyly as you rub at them, "I really don't know what to say. Thank you. You wo have made such a large impact on my life. To hear that from Uravity and Deku--"

Uravity interrupts. "Midoriya. I think we'd prefer that."

Your cheeks heat. "Ah, Mr. Midoriya and Mrs Midoriya. Sorry." The names come out stilted, odd -- it would take some getting used to.

"Don't apologise," Mr. Midoriya says softly, and you're quick to reply on reflex.

"Sorry."

The three of you chuckle, and it isn't awkward. It feels oddly natural, and you're not quite sure how to feel about it.

"I love how you've decorated the room," Mrs. Midoriya comments off-handedly. Her eyes trail over the art and posters around the room, as well as the cushions and overall comfi-ness. The corners are darker, the light mainly decorating your desk and the entry way.

It's nice.

"Thank you," you say softly, looking away with a bit of heat in your cheeks. As you look away, at the papers on your desk, you don't notice the tense look the couple share.

Mr. Midoriya clears his throat, directing your attention back to him. He smiles. "We just had a few more questions, Miss. L/N."

You nod, getting more comfortable in your chair. If you were to guess, you were already five minutes over time. But... with it being the last session, a bit longer couldn't hurt.

Across from you, Mrs. Midoriya crosses one leg over the other. You try not to look at the rise of her skirt, and how it brushes over the middle of her thigh.

"How old are you, if you don't mind me asking?"

Raising a brow at the question, you can feel your palms grow a bit clammy. "Um. Twenty-three."

You knew that they were in their mid-thirties. Maybe that was part of the pull, the draw.

Mr. Midoriya's gaze burns as it trails your body. Emerald meets yours.

"For your age, you're certainly a memorable teacher. I can't wait to see what... experience does for you." And oh, god, it shouldn't have felt so dirty as it did coming from those lips. Fucking hell, you feel shame burn white-hot through your veins with the first twitch of your core.

You gulp.

"Ah, th -- thank you, Mr. Midoriya." You don't mean to stutter, but the tension feels as though it's increased tenfold.

Mrs. Midoriya's gaze falls to your lips. And you can tell, and that's the worst part -- were you just imagining it? Were you really? Because surely --

She sighs, low and drawn out. You track the slide of her tongue against her plump lower lip.

"Do you know..." she pauses, looking back to your eyes with a raised brow, "What people in a lower position call their superiors?"

Your mouth feels dry. Your lower regions feel very much the opposite.

"I, uhm, usually Mr. or Ms. whatever? Would you," you play with the rings adorning your fingers, looking at the reasonably healthy potted plant on your desk. "Would you prefer something else?"

"Sir," Mr. Midoriya says instantly. You blink.

"S -- Sir?" You choke, eyes wide and shocked. Your hands clench at the side of the desk.

He tilts his head. His legs are spread, and he leans further forward, arm resting on the expanse of those thighs. "Sir."

Beside him, Mrs. Midoriya hums, placing a well-manicured hand at the scruff of his head. She gives you a knowing, and very pleased look, as she lets the tile fall off of her tongue. "Ma'am."

"I -- I'm not sure if that's appropriate for our current relationship--" you start, before being cut off by Mr. Midoriya.

"Like you have been thinking of appropriate things during this meeting. Did you think we were blind? We've noticed you drooling all over us since you opened the door, pet."

Your breath hitches, and this all suddenly feels a bit too much like a dream.

Blinking, your hands anxiously playing with each other, you stand out of your seat lightning quick. The couple both flinch, slightly, at the sudden movement.

"It's well past the finish time of our meeting, and while this still feels like one of the best moments of my life, I really don't think this is okay."

The words tumble out of your mouth, and as you walk to the door, you don't notice a pair of footsteps close behind you.

As you go to open the door, a pretty, but extremely strong hand slams it shut again. The air around you suspiciously smells like floral, fruity perfume.

"Do you really want us to leave, pretty?" And it's her -- her voice is like heaven, so sweet and subtle while promising so many things at once.

You let out a small whimper, turning around softly to meet her hazel eyes.

Her thigh instantly manoeuvres its way between your legs, shoving you fully against the wall. You accidentally moan behind your lips, eyes shutting tight in the sudden jolt of ecstasy.

"If you don't want to do this, sweetheart, then you don't have to. We won't force you." And now it's his voice, deep but kind and hot and so goddamn attractive you melt further into the door. You shake your head lightly.

"No?" Uravity asks, her lips now brushing your ear. Shivers roll down your spine. "No, you don't want to? You have to be more vocal, dear."

You squirm against her thigh, and then a scarred hand is quick to grab both of your wrists and pull them above your head. "Answer her. Use that pretty head of yours, we know it's smart."

Pondering the statement, stuck between a mix of cloudiness and clarity, you mutter those key words. "Please. I... want to."

"That's a good girl," Uravity's voice whispers, and your core tightens up further.

"Mrs. Mido--"

You're cut off by another hand reaching to grab a handful of your hair, then pulling with no warning. At that same moment, the thigh between your legs jolts up, and you nearly cum on the spot.

"What were you about to call me?"

You choke on some spit, eyes watering at the sudden pressure on your scalp. "M-Ma'am," you acquiesce in exasperation. "Ma'am."

Ma'am tuts, and the fist in your hair loosens its grip. "That's better. You're too precious -- so eager to please."

Her thigh is so hot, and it's almost embarrassing -- you're certain that she can feel you leaking through your panties.

Sir, moving his large hand tantalizingly slow, reaches for the hem of your skirt and pulls it up. He snorts, patronizingly, before gazing at you with lust-filled eyes and a mean smirk.

"What's this?" His other hand, now letting go of your wrists, draws a line through the fabric. All thoughts leave your mind as it trails along your slit. "Is our baby girl excited?"

You can't control the movement of your hips, chasing for more friction on both the thigh and finger at your core.

Ma'am tilts her head, bumping her thigh up even further with a sinfully sweet smirk.

"Certainly looks like it. How long d'you think she's been dreaming of this?"

You choke back a moan, eyes rolling into the back of your head as Deku's fingers reached your clit, rubbing harshly against the nub. It was too fucking good, all at once.

"Ah! Fuck! Please don't stop!" You whined, tears properly flowing down your cheeks at the stimulation.

Just as you were on the cliff edge, so fucking close to falling, the pressure from both the thigh and hand is taken away. It's like a bucket of ice cold water being dumped on you.

Without Uravity's thigh to support your weight, nor the strength in your weak knees, you slump to the floor pathetically.

Sir's hand pats at your head as you lay at their feet, kneeling down to massage your scalp.

It's simultaneously heaven and hell.

Heaven, because it feels so good compared to the harsh pulling from before.

Hell, because it feels so patronising and... domineering.

"Babe," you hear Deku murmur, pulling Uravity around to whisper in her ear. Her eyes grow even more lidded, haziness taking over further.

She whispers back an affirmative, before sinking to the floor beside you.

Her glossed lips press a kiss against your tear-stained cheek, and by her slight wince, you think that she got a taste of some of your eyeliner that had leaked.

"Hands and knees, pretty," she says against your ear, just brushing it, and sending shivers down your spine.

Moving around, you shuffle so that your ass was in the air, your elbows and knees supporting your body. It was extremely embarrassing, but something about it only heightened your arousal.

Deku hums, placing a warm hand against your clothed ass-cheek. "That's a good girl. Here's what we're gonna do. You have to eat 'Chako out, and whenever you stop..."

He grips your panties, before using his pure strength to rip them in half. He revels in your muffled squeak of surprise.

"I will too."

That's the only warning you get before you feel a tongue at your core, relentless and sloppy as he immediately targets your clit.

Uravity moves so that she sits in front of you, panties off as she pulls you closer to her by the scruff of your neck. You groan, before looking up at her with teary eyes and giving a small, unsure lick.

She sighs, clearly pleased, before shuffling closer.

You slowly grow braver with your licks -- broader stripes, sometimes going into her twitching hole.

All the while, the vibrations from your constant moaning and whimpers cause Uravity to grab at your hair and pull harder. It was something you all seemed like you thoroughly enjoyed.

Deku, all the while, had brought his fingers in to play, switching between thrusting uncaringly with them, to playing with your clit while he licked at your folds.

At this point, after your previous denial, you were so close.

Without thinking, you pull away from Uravity's cunt in tears, whining petulantly.

"Please, please, please don't stop -- 'm so close -- right there, thank you --"

And on the brink, Deku moves away again.

It feels like the world is fuzzy around you, turned in on itself as you tried to fathom why Sir would do such a thing.

His hand grips your ass painfully, although it was nice knowing that you'd have a bruise to remind yourself that it wasn't just another hyper-realistic dream.

"What did I say?" His voice is cold, commanding -- the kind he'd use against a villain. It only proves to drive you more insane.

"No, no, no, why would you do that, why--" Your sobs are mere music to the couple's ears, who share a look -- you'd have your next one, and then you'd all need to clean up, and even more importantly, talk.

"What did he say? We won't ask again, pet." It's Uravity who speaks this time, and her voice is like Deku's in that way of dehumanizing.

"I- If I stop," you hiccup, "He stops."

"Good. So keep going if you want that pleasure, mk, gorgeous?" Deku soothes, his grip no longer tight as he rubs at the mark left behind. When he sees you nod, with a malicious grin, he dives back in, no holds barred.

You immediately go back to Uravity, whose thighs are now tightened around your head. It makes you dizzy, but you continue anyway, the pleasure far too great to pay attention.

Everything builds up much more quickly, now, and you reach your climax embarrassingly quick.

A constant litany of words escape your lips as you feel Uravity's moans get higher and higher, her thighs tightening and her grip on your hair, too.

"Yes, yes, yes!" She squeaks out, fully humping your face now. "Good girl, so good, so close -- there!"

You feel her orgasm at the same time you do, and it almost feels like your sense of time completely goes away.

It's as if you're fading away at the edges, pure bliss like cotton in your head.

When you come to, you find yourself against a warm, cushiony chest.

Opening your eyes, you meet soft brown ones. Uravity smiles down at you, stroking a hand through your hair. "Hey, sweetheart. You feeling better?"

You nod, nuzzling further into her collarbone. It's that or facing the harsh realities and repercussions of what had just happened.

"'Zuku's cleaning up. To be honest, I hadn't expected an interview with my child's teacher to end in me fucking her in a classroom."

You feel heat in your cheeks at the wording.

Moving so you can see around you, albeit with bleary eyes, you catch onto Deku. He chucks some wipes into the bin, before catching your gaze and smiling at you softly.

"Hey, beautiful," he says, walking back over and sitting next to the two of you.

"...Hey," you say slowly, nervousness creeping into your veins. Post nut clarity was frightening, you were learning.

You all share a sigh.

"We need to talk," Uravity says, and you know that you do. Because of course you had to -- this was a big deal.

With a nervous, but wobbly smile, you nod.

"Yeah. We do."