#soft bakudeku you have my heart

[sunnytastic]

no because i actually go so soft at the thought of izuku waking up panicked from a nightmare about kacchan dying, and kacchan, without even fully waking, just guides izuku's head down to his chest so izuku can hear his heart beating, until izuku's own heart stops racing, and they fall back asleep tangled in each other, together and alive

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Started: 5/18/24

Last Updated: 12/28/24

Total Works: 40

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My Hero Academia

Fluff/Lemon 🍋

Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader

Shinsou x Reader | Headcannon: How Hitoshi Shinsou Kisses 💋

Eijiro Kirishima x Reader

🦈❤️Boyfriend!Kirishima ❤️🦈

5 Times You Stole Eijiro Kirishima’s Hoodie | Part 1: The Convenience Store

Katsuki Bakugo x Eijiro Kirishima

Headcannon: Kirishima LOVES wearing Bakugo's clothes.

Katsuki Bakugo x Izuku Midoriya

BakuDeku | A Rainy Day Together ☔️💚💥

Pining Katsuki | BKDK Headcannon 💚💥

BakuDeku Secret Love Codes | Secret Relationship Head Cannon

BakuDeku First Kiss in the Tunnel of Love 💋

Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Izuku x Reader | Headcannon: How Izuku Kisses 💋

Dabi x Hawks

And then he meets Keigo.

DabiHawks Rainy Day Together ☔️

Hawks x Reader

Hawks x Reader Imagine

Shōta Aizawa x Shirakumo

Aizawa's First Kiss | Shota Aizawa x Oboro Shirakumo

Shōta Aizawa x Reader

Shota Aizawa x Co-Worker Reader | Imagine

Smut 💋🌶

Shoto Todoroki x Reader

Kirishima gives Todoroki S*x Tips | Todoroki x Reader Fic

Shoto Discovers He Has A Daddy Kink | Shoto x Reader

Movie Date 💕 | Shoto Todoroki x Reader

All Wrapped Up In a Bow 🎄❤️ | Shoto Todoroki x Reader

Shoto's First Kiss Series:

Part 1: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋

Part 2: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋 PART 2

Part 3: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋 PART 3

Part 4: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋 PART 4

Part 5: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋 PART 5

Part 6: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋 PART 6

Part 7: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋 PART 7

Part 8: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋 PART 8

Related Post: Shoto's First Kiss Timeline Brainstorm

Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Izuku Midoriya x Reader | Headcannon: Your First Time Together

Izuku Midoriya x Katsuki Bakugo

BakuDeku Smut: Hooking Up At A Pro Hero Gala

Beneath the Bookshelves | BakuDeku

Katsuki Bakugo x Eijiro Kirishima

How to Suck Your Best Friend’s D*ck 🍆💋

Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

Stress Relief | Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader

Never Too Tired To Love You💜

Eijiro Kirishima x Reader

A Long, *Hard* Night with Eijiro Kirishima

Red Riot: Unbreakable Baby Daddy

Hawks x Reader

Hawks x Y/N | Doggy Style

Endeavor x Hawks

Endeavor x Hawks | Steamy in the Shower | Part One 💋

Endeavor x Hawks | Steamy in the Shower | Part Two 💋

Dabi x Hawks

Bed Chem. | Dabi x Hawks 🌶🔥🦅

Dabi x Reader

Unexpected Flames | Dabi/Touya x Reader

Staples. | Dabi/Touya x Reader 🔥🔞

Game On. | Touya x Reader Imagine 🌶

Shouta Aizawa x Reader

A Soft Place to Land | Aizawa x Reader 💕

MHA Guys x Reader

How The MHA Guys Act When They Realize They Don't Have a Condom 💋

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istg I luv ur art style so much and also can I get mha smut recommendations (idrc wat ship but mainly bakudeku and dabihawks is wat I'm looking for. shiggydabi is cool too)

Thank you so much for your nice words, I'm glad you enjoy my art! ❤️

I've listed the authors and titles of their works that I once saved in my favorites. I hardly follow updates now, it's been a while since I reread the works listed here, so I rely purely on notes and bookmarks left by past me. Just a reminder that everyone's tastes are different, please read the tags. And check out the authors' other works!

18+, Minors Do Not Interact!

Aphra_After_Dark

The Desk Job

Fight for You, Fighting for Me

how to 69 when both of you have fangs

In For A Penny

Mommy Milkers

Of Corset Is

A Slow Descent

Something New

bluebelle

can I kiss you?

full rack

hard boiled

cozzzynook

“Closer”

"Come on baby bird, show me whose submissive”

“Lace and Feathers”

“Mated” series

“I got you a present birdie”

“I’ll Love you even when you don’t love you”

Self-care is the best care, but with you it’s just better

The sun that stole the moon

“Touya’s Fun Night In”

Cateil

drowning in you

heart and soul

messy

palpable

cellostiel

Maraschino Cherry Juice

Relaxation

The Real Deal

Songbird

So Fucking Electric

DeadBoysWalking

Hyperfixation

Shut Up And Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

Good Boy

If Only

Eyes On Me

The Other Way

Wait A Minute, Baby, Stay With Me A While

Turn you inside-out by dorothycanfly

drunkenCharm

As Above So Below

Before I Ever Met You

Begging for Thread

Days of Bloom

Drowning Gods

Good Vibrations

i hold you to my heart's desire

Waiting Game

FeatheredFvck

Bad Behavior

Bet

Breathe

Dickstracted

Euphoria

I'll Do You Two Better

It's A Spring Thing

The One Percent

Unexpected

From flames to ashes by NekoRika (This is a collection of oneshots, but I save the chapters 3, 23, 36, 41, 43)

Neurotoxin

Arrangements

Change Of Pace

Learn To Breathe

Punk Gecko Boi watches Smexy Gaymer and his Goth bf fuck on webcam.mp4

Pixie_Virus

4's a Party

Couch Troubles

Meet-Cute

After Dicking Cuddles by the_pursuit_of_happiness

I'll Make It Fit and Milk Me by paleserendipity

SaltyTomato

Good boy

I hope they have your eyes

Pretty Fingers on Slick Thighs

satan_copilots_my_tardis (I recommend all of their works. Some are only available on Tumblr (18+) @satancopilotsmytardis)

SoenNoAme (TsukkiNoNeko)

Blue Flames, Blue Passion

Captivated By Your Resonating Light

Close To You

Dancing Flames

Diplomatic Approach

Edge of Glory

Glimmer

Heated

Kiss Me Like It's Do Or Die

Play A Little Game

Satisfy the Undisclosed Desires in your Heart

sometimes I wonder which one will be your last lie.

Stuck in Repeat

Tears That Drip Sore

until you learn to love yourself

White Camelia

Your Innocence Is Mine

Wind Down by frozenCinders

Primal Instincts and Pretty Things by truthinadvertising

fuck around and find out and End Racism in the OTW- All Dolled Up by unbalancedcentrifuge

VampyrSutton

Be Good For Me

The Cave

Eyes on Me

Good Little Whore

Hate Fuck

How Are You Alive?

How Do You Live Like This?

How the Mighty Fall

Spring Heat

SSD Day 3~Werebeasts~Claiming Bite/Knotting

SSD Day 6~Anthro~Collar

Werewolfnightwalker

All Of Me

The Consequences of Nesting

Down By the Wexford Border

Save a Horse, Ride a Birdboy

Soft

Take Me Apart So Gently

Turn Off The Lights (We Don't Need Them To Dance)

[bakugosatoru]

Off The Clock (Part 3)

Requests Open! Warnings: Explicit Fic Type: Multi-Part Fic (This chapter is 2k Words) Fandom: My Hero Acadamia Ship: BakuDeku Authors note: The final part of this fic (at the current moment! If people like it enough I will continue it!) I hope you all like it! Its always fun to write some smut. Synopsis: Izuku has been roped into being Mina's designated driver while she spends her birthday at a host club. But what is Izuku to do when one of the hot hosts sets their sights on him?

Also here on AO3 if you prefer to read over there.

He felt Bakugo begin to tilt forward, placing him gently on a massive king sized bed with soft black blankets. He unlatched his legs from around Katsukis hips, allowing the blond to crawl onto the bed above him, straddling his hips. He leant back on his haunches, his hands resting flat against Izuku's chest.

“Fuck” He murmured, his eyes scanning every inch of Izukus body. He may still be fully clothed, but with the way Katsuki was devouring him with those ruby red eyes, he might as well have been naked. He was so hard and every shift of Katsuki’s hips sent a shot of pleasure through him. 

Katsuki smirked and rolled his hips down hard against Izuku, the green haired boy letting out a desperate whimper. 

“Fuck I need to get you making that noise again” Katsuki groaned as he yanked Izukus shirt over his head and launched it across the room, his own shirt joining it on the floor quickly after. He smirked up the smaller boy before latching his mouth against one of his nipples, swirling his tongue against the hardening pink bud. His other hand slowly gliding down to the large bulge in Izuku’s pants, his palm gliding over it. Izuku whined again, his hips bucking softly against Katsukis hand. Katsuki continued kissing across Izuku’s chest, before trailing up to the boy's freckled neck.

“Kacchan, please” Izuku let out a shaky whimper, his hips still rolling against Katsukis palm, desperate for some friction on his leaking cock.

“What baby, what do you need?” Katsuki smiled teasingly, his hand squeezing Izuku’s bulge as the boy squirmed under him. Izuku’s green eyes looked at him pleadingly, his heart skipping a beat at the pet name. Izuku whined again, too embarrassed to beg for Katsuki like his body wanted him too.

Katsuki let out a deep chuckle as he began to trail kisses back down Izuku's chest, stopping just above the waistband of his jeans.

“Don't worry baby, I'll take care of you” Katsuki murmured as he unzipped Izuku's pants, the smaller boy raising his hips to help him slide both his pants and boxers off his legs and onto the floor with the rest of their discarded clothing.

“Deku pass me that bottle”

Izuku could feel how red his face was as he glanced around for whatever Katsuki was talking about. His eyes finally landing on a small bottle of lube on the bedside table.

Oh

Izuku grabbed the small bottle and passed it back to Katsuki. His hand disappeared from his view as he heard the cap open and some of the contents of the bottle being squeezed out. He closed his eyes, waiting for Katsuki to touch him. What he did not expect however, was for Katsuki to take the head of his cock into his warm mouth at the same time his lube-covered finger circled around his tight hole.

Izuku's hands gripped the sheets as Katsuki twisted his tongue around the head of Izuku's cock, flicking it gently against his slit. He moaned as Katsuki finally pushed his finger into Izuku, pushing it all the way down to the knuckle.

“Kacchan” Izuku exclaimed, a yelp tapering off into a moan as Katsuki took his cock slightly deeper in his mouth. The slight burn of the stretch being soothed by the pleasure shooting through his body The blond chuckled, the vibrations reverberating down Izuku's cock and making him see stars.  

Katsuki took Izuku deeper, feeling the boy's cock hit the back of his throat as he slipped a second finger inside him. Izuku's hand found home in the blond's hair, gripping the spikes tightly as he thrusted up into Katsukis throat slightly. 

“So impatient ‘zuku” Katsuki teased as he pulled off for a moment.

“I’ll make you a deal baby, you can fuck my mouth while I stretch you open for me, but you gotta promise me not to cum okay? You're only cumming with me inside you tonight.” Katsuki smirked, his fingers scissoring the smaller boy open as he spoke.

Izuku nodded desperately, bucking back into Katsukis fingers slightly.

“Deal”

“Good boy.” Katsuki praised as he took Izuku's cock back into his mouth, taking it until it hit the back of his throat again. Izuku started to thrust into Katsukis mouth, and in turn thrusting himself onto the three fingers Katsuki now had buried in him. 

Katsukis throat felt raw and full as Izuku thrusts his cock deep down his throat. He barely even has to move his mouth or hand, the green haired boy practically prepping himself as he fucks back on the fingers in him. Katsuki twisted and prodded Izukus soft insides, until he found the small raised area that would make the boy see stars.

“Fuck- Kacchan” He screamed as he felt Katuski rub his fingers over his prostate over and over. His body twitched as he buried deep inside Katsukis throat one final time before pulling the blond off by his hair.

“Sorry I was- fuck. I was going to cum” Izuku panted as his arm fell across his face, hiding his blush.

“It's okay, you did so well” Katsuki praised as he pulled his fingers out, wiping the lube on the covers before kicking his own pants and boxers off, finally freeing his aching erection from his pants. He reopened the lube bottle and poured an obscene amount on his length, dripping a bit extra on Izuku's stretched hole for good measure (and to see the boy squirm). Katsuki crawled back up Izuku's body and cupped his face, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead, reveling in how absolutely cock-drunk Izuku already looked. He rested his cock between Izuku's cheeks, propping himself on his elbows to look into Izukus eyes.

“Ready nerd?” Katsuki asked, rolling his hips slightly.

“Don’t call me ‘nerd’ when your dicks about to be inside me” Izuku giggled, his hand reaching up to cup Bakugos face. Bakugo smirked, twisting his head to kiss Izuku's palm.

“Fine, what would you prefer? Baby? Gorgeous? Slut ?” Katsuki teased, his hand reaching down to line himself up with Izuku's pleading hole. 

“We’ve got all night to find out which ones are your favorite” Katsuki smirked as he pushed in, slowly, as he watched Izuku's face for any sign of discomfort. But he didn't find any, instead he watched as Izuku let out a loud whiny moan, his eyes rolling back slightly.

“There you go baby, taking me so fucking well.” Katsuki said through gritted teeth. “Fuck you didnt feel this tight around my fingers, you feel fucking amazing”.

Izuku let out a breathy whine as his fingers dug into Katsukis shoulders. He had never felt so full. He’d been with a few guys before, but nothing that had ever felt like this. Katsuki was bigger than anyone he’d ever been with, but more than that, Katsuki felt like he filled up every single space that existed inside him, like they were puzzle pieces fitting together and this was the first time he’d felt truly complete. He felt Katsukis hips push into his as the blond finally bottomed out. Katsukis hand rubbed gentle circles into Izuku's shoulders as the boy got used to the stretch.

“You okay?” Katsuki asked softly. 

“Yea, just really big.” Izuku nodded, taking a few deep breaths as he worked to relax his body. Katsuki smiled down at him, soft eyes scanning the freckles on his cheeks and an even softer hand brushing stray green curls from the boy's eyes.

“I'm okay, you can move.” Izuku nodded, his hand twisting the sheets nervously. Katsuki slowly pulled back, before pushing back in. A few more of these slow thrusts and Izuku chuckled breathlessly.

“You can go faster Kacchan, I'm not going to break” He smirked with a confidence he wasn't sure he could actually follow up. 

Katsuki smiled back, his red eyes glowing with hunger. He pulled back before slamming into the smaller boy.Izuku felt the air in his lungs leave him with every thrust of the blond's hips, his body rocking slightly on the bed. Katsuki leaned down and caught the boy's lips, his tongue exploring the inside of the boy's mouth as he kept up his brutal pace. His hips slammed against Izuku's skin, the sound of his thighs hitting the boy's ass filling the room. Izuku let out a whine, his eyes watering as the tip of Katsukis cock brushed over his prostate again and again.

“Kacchan, I-” Izuku whined, his head whipping back and forth against the pillow as his body quivered. Katsuki groaned in response, burying his head in the crook of the boy's neck.His hands came up to grab the green haired boy's thighs, hiking them up around his hips, the new angle causing his cock to go even deeper. Izuku couldn't speak, the only sounds escaping him were whimpers and whines as he wrapped his arms around the blond's broad shoulders. His blunt fingernails dug into his back as he clung to him. Katsuki's thrusts became erratic as he felt his orgasm nearing. He slid a hand between them and began to stroke Izuku's cock.

"Ka-" The boy tried to choke out, his voice breaking off in a choked sob.

"Come on Deku, cum for me"

That's all it took, his cock twitched in Katsukis hand, cumming on both of their chests as he moaned. His body tensing as Katsuki continued to fuck him through his orgasm, the over stimulation making him shake. Katsuki thrust once, twice more, before groaning and biting down on Izukus shoulder, his orgasm rocking through him. He thrusted lazily as he rode his high, before collapsing on top of the green haired boy. They lay there, panting and basking in the afterglow, Izuku's hands tracing random patterns along Katsukis back.

"Wow" he finally managed to say.

Katsuki snorted, his arms tightening around the other boy's torso.

"That's one way to put it" He smirked, his face buried in the crook of Izuku's neck.

Izuku chuckled, running a hand through the blond's sweaty hair.

"I can't stay here all night, I've got classes in the morning." He whispered, not really wanting to move but knowing he had to.

"You could just...not." Katsuki said, raising his head to look into Izukus eyes. "Stay the night. It's late, I'll drive you to class in the morning."

Izuku blushed, biting his lip.

"Okay" He agreed.

"Okay" Katsuki smiled, peppering the boy's face with kisses before getting up.

"Where are you going?" Izuku asked.

"Just grabbing something to clean us up with." Katsuki reassured him.

He wandered over to the door and opened it, revealing a modern looking ensuite. He returned a moment later with a damp cloth and began to wipe away the drying cum on Izuku's stomach.

"You okay? I wasn't too rough was I?"

"Mm, no." Izuku shook his head.

"Just a bit sore."

Katsuki hummed and continued to clean them up. Once they were both clean, he tossed the washcloth in the hamper and climbed back into bed. He settled his warm body back against Izukus, holding to boy to his chest and spooning him. Izuku wrapped his arms around Katsukis, reveling in the warmth and feeling the blonds breath against the back of his neck. He wanted to relax, he really did, but his mind was a mess. Was that a one night stand? Is Kacchan going to drop him off tomorrow and that will be it? Was it more? His mind raced as he clung to Katsuki, worrying that this was the last time he would get to be in his arms like this and that by morning he'd just be another notch on the bedpost.

“Nerd” Katsuki derailed his train of thought as he rubbed his thumb against Izukus arm.

“Hm?” 

“Your thinking too loud, what's wrong? Wanna let me in there?” Katsuki chuckled, tapping the back of Izuku's head with the tip of his nose.

“I- hm” Izuku paused, gathering his own thoughts before speaking.

“I'm just wondering if you want to see me again after this” Izuku mumbled, practically burying his face into Katsukis arms.

Katsuki paused for a moment, before cracking up into a fit of laughter.

“Deku, did you think I just wanted you for a quick fuck? Oh God if you truly thought that then that's on me. Fucking of course I want to see you again, if it was up to me you'd be skipping class and spending all of tommorow with me” Katsuki laughed, kissing Izukus green curls as he held him tightly.

“Kacchan!”

“I'm serious!” Katsuki exclaimed, and Izuku could hear his smile in his voice. Katsuki rolled Izuku over in his arms, so they were chest to chest and face to face. Izuku laughed as Katsuki peppered kisses all over his face, as if he was trying to map every freckle that adorned his pale skin.

“Okay okay! I believe you!” Exclaimed Izuku, still giggling as Katsuki tightened his grip around Izuku's body, not allowing the boy to escape the onslaught of kisses.

“Yea?” 

“Yes! I believe you! I swear” Squealed Izuku. Katsuki let out a loud sigh after planting one last kiss directly to the tip of Izuku's nose.

“Great, so no running off on me okay? I’ll take you to class tomorrow and then maybe after you let me take you out on a date, a proper one this time.” Katsuki suggested as he traced Izuku's jaw with his finger.

“I’d love that Kacchan” Izuku beamed, snuggling into the taller man's chest and letting out a small sigh of relief. He got to keep him, he got to keep Kacchan, this wasn't just some lucky break, he got a chance at calling this man his.

“Good, now sleep, i'll be here when you wake up. Goodnight nerd” Katsuki yawned, before burying his face into Izuku's curls and holding the green haired boy tightly.

“Goodnight Kacchan” Izuku smiled, letting his own eyelids drift close as he relaxed in Katsukis embrace.

[bi-bi-bi-bakugo]

I think I could talk about BakuDeku for hours.

Like, genuinely

I understand their past. All that's happened.

But when you see past that. See Katsuki's actions for what they were supposed to be. Acknowledge of course what he's done but also acknowledge he is changing and atoning.

These two have always been special to me but now that I'm older I'm (somewhat) smart enough to understand and adore their relationship on a greater scale.

And also, looking at them from a literary standpoint. The parallel of Izuku's body running before he had a chance to think to save Katsuki from the sludge villain.

And Katsuki doing the same thing for Izuku with Shigaraki, ending up getting impaled?

The soft looks you catch when you're paying extra close attention to Katsuki.

The familiarity and comfort the two find in each other.

These two mean the world to me. And I know not everyone sees their relationship like that. But they're special to me. And I love them.

I can only hope for them to get the happy ending they deserve. Maybe even together? But I know how unlikely that is.

He's looking at Izuku here. Seeing him train when he should be sleeping after a long day of hero work.

The soft smile he has as he watches Izuku win. Seeing him be victorious in battle. (At least until Shoto catches him!!)

And that's just two examples from the movies not even talking about the canon stuff!

Their story is tragic, something that breaks my heart the longer I think about it. But they're healing.

I know some people can't forgive Katsuki for what he has done, the important part is Izuku has. And Katsuki is growing. He's becoming better.

Class 1.A vs Deku is proof. This kid is desperate to have Izuku back. So he does something that who knows if he was planning on doing them or if it was on a whim.

He apologized. And he's putting in effort to call him Izuku. Even when Izuku says he doesn't have to.

And then there's the recent episode.

(spoiler below break)

Say all that you want about Katsuki. But his "7 minutes" when he died? Were Izuku. In his final moments, Izuku was not only on his mind but gave him strength to keep going. To push past what I can only assume would be the worse amount of pain imaginable.

He still had that card on him. That special All Might card that matches with Izuku's.

Whether you see their relationship as platonic or romantic, I do truly think they're soulmates.

Not in the traditional sense, but I do believe their souls are meant for one another. They complete eachother. Where one falls flat the other excels in. They push eachother to be the best version of themselves they can be. And I think that has to count for something.

Izuku and Katsuki were made for eachother. That is something I can say without a shadow of a doubt.

Two sides of the same coin.

Soulmates.

[eris-snow]

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

Tags: Izuku x gn!reader, angst, lots of angst, I was feeling angsty, implied bakudeku?, I want what they have.

Y/n sacrifices the memory of themself to save Izuku's life. Consequences, consequences

"Izuku?" You say. No one hears you, no one knows you. Then again, you've known that already.

Even still, you can't help but try.

It's the beginning of fall, the summer breeze fading away as leaves turn from green to pretty shades of red. The window is clear when you look inside. The house is empty, though, and you assume that he must be out for patrol.

Walking down the streets of Japan dulls your senses, bit by bit. It used to be the other way around when you were still around, your senses roared and your guard was high, but here, there is no need for that. Why was it necessary, when you're nothing but a ghost in this world?

Some people call it a blessing, you call it a curse. Fantastical, magical, even. But so, so cruel.

You love it, but you despise it.

You long for it, but you're repulsed by it.

But you've never once regretted what you've had to do.

Eyes searching, your footsteps echo with purpose. Just a touch of green, even a hair. You could find him in a crowd, your eyes draw to him like bees to a hive.

You just have to look.

Izuku?

He's there, of course. Always there, with his yellow scarf, and big green eyes. There with his pretty smile you'd fallen in love with and a heart of polished gold. He's so, so beautiful, scars and all.

You reach out, maybe if you call his name, he'll hear you.

"Izuku?" You try again.

His eyes don't waver, but he's not looking at you.

"Kacchan!" He says instead, as Katsuki swats him on the head. "Idiot, it's Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight when we're on the job, shit nerd!" Katsuki snarls.

You retract your hand, as both boys breeze past you. Of course they would, you're just a spectator, after all.

"I was thinking of having Katsudon-"

"No."

"But Kacchan-"

"NO YOU UNHEALTHY FUCK."

You smile, a little sadly, but are still grateful he's safe.

He looks so happy.

"You've meddled far too much in this story." The villain whispers. "Give it up, outsider. You weren't meant to be here."

It's true. It isn't right, for you to be here. It's not your place.

"But I still wanted you." You say, voice cracking.

Your feet stumble, one after another, as you weave through the crowd, following them silently.

Stalker, your mind whispers, freak. Get a life.

It's all you've ever learnt how to do, because you never did, have a life. Just play doll fantasies and isekai aspirations.

They do end up getting katsudon for dinner, even if Katsuki's mad about it. You've always known he's had a soft spot for Izuku. You've always known the competition you were against.

In the end, what you had with Izuku wasn't substantial. No matter how much you wanted it. It's like wearing an odd pair of socks. Even if it fits, both of you didn't match.

"Ah, shit." You whisper, feeling your vision blur, as you wipe your tears away, shaking your head. A lump settles in your pharynx.

No, no, this is right. This is correct.

This was how it was meant to be.

The tears don't stop coming. "Kacchan, stop! I promise, I'll do my paperwork next week. You never let up on organisation, Kacchan. Remember that one time when we were still children? You had a space for each toy box, a drawer for each category of game..."

You look up, and they aren't there anymore. Panicking, you spent about five minutes trying to find them when you realise them already making their way out of the restaurant.

"Ah, son of a turkey leg, it's raining," Katsuki complains, as Izuku chuckles at his side.

"Turkey leg?" He teases, opening up his umbrella.

A sob bubbles up your throat. A curse, a fucking curse this is.

"He'll forget all about you, and that's okay, isn't it? It was only when you came here did everything start going wrong. Don't tell me you thought this dream could last forever. Come on, didn't you say you wanted to be a hero?"

"Izuku," You whisper, voice broken and cracked. He doesn't hear you.

They walk, and you follow. Into the plunging rain, or flames of the underworld, or on the bloody battlefield or fire or hail, you follow because that's all you've ever known how to do. You follow, even though it hurts.

"How's that injury holding up?" Katsuki asks, checking his partner over. Izuku shakes his head. "I'm alright. Was sure a scare, though. I thought I wouldn't make it."

Everything is in place, as it was always meant to be.

The rain beats down on you mercilessly, and you feel cold. So, so cold. "Shut up, nerd. Of course you did."

You know you did the right thing because it stings so badly.

But I want that too.

You sniffle, as you see them, under their stupid umbrella with their stupid faces and stupid heart eyes.

I want it so bad.

Your hand is outstretched, and you watch your hand sink through his hand, eyes glossing all over.

Why can't I have what you two have?

At the heart of it, you're just a greedy child throwing a tantrum because things didn't go your way. Impulsive, self-absorbed, Living out a fantasy that ruins a carefully crafted story with characters real enough to fall for. Even so, as you see them, happy, the memory of you wiped from this world as you're left to wander as a ghost, you cower at how out of place you were no matter how much you tried to make yourself right at home.

"Izuku..." You whisper, as they turn away. The rain is pouring, and your sweater is soaked.

"Why can't I have a happy ending too?"

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I watched some of Season 7, and a lot of edits

[novaneondream]

Hi how are we feeling about the latest jump cover? (I am exploding. My bakudeku heart...)

They make me want to lock myself in a vault and eat a brick. I’m just so AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I WILL NEVER MOVE ON. Katsuki’s smile is so gentle and authentic it’s making me emotional because WHAT. That’s the type of imagery I only see in fics 😭 soft Kacchan is real and I will never recover. And the FACT that this cover has both of the boys in it smiling so happy with fucking Sakura petals blowing in the wind??? Like what in the BL type beat is this?!? The jump from action shounen covers to coming of age rom com??? I MEAN AT THIS POINT- IT KINDA IS- but real talk it makes me feel really happy but also bittersweet because this feels like the finale and I’m not ready to say goodbye to the boys yet. They really have come so far and if you told me bkdk would have progressed this much a couple of years ago, I would’ve never imagined. But anyways- I’m spiraling but yes I have totally normal feelings about the jump cover.

[luffythinker]

Bkdk as my present to you! BakuDeku Yuri 😏 sorry it's short

Under the pastel hues of the twilight sky, the air carried the sweet scent of cherry blossoms that stirred gently in a peaceful rhythm. Midoriya and Bakugo, hearts entwined in ways deeper than most could fathom, ambled through the hushed streets with their fingers laced together, both reveling in the comfortable silence afforded to them after a long day.

The girls were returning from a date Midoriya thinks went well considering how most things in her life were the opposite however today was calm and she wasn't going to complain about a thing. Midoriya wore her white lacy dress while Bakugo was in jeans, and a top that was pretty cute even if it was slightly covered by her jacket.

They went to a quaint little shop at the end of a cobblestone alley, famed for its delicate cone crepes and rich flavors Midiorya heard that it was really popular and kept talking about going so Kacchan finally took her there since she would "whine so much about it"

"The crepes danced upon your taste buds." She heard from classmates who have been.

With delicate paper wrapping cradling their chosen delights, they continued their journey home, stealing glances that spoke volumes of unvoiced adoration.

Midoriya's crepe, sprinkled with chocolate shavings atop a mountain of whipped cream, was no match for her appetite. She relished each bite with such childlike delight that it left a smudge of cream on her cheek. Bakugo watched her with what she could only consider a gleam of affection in her eyes; it was these small, serene moments that Katsuki treasured most.

Approaching their shared home the door clicked softly behind them as they stepped into familiarity and comfort. It was then that Bakugo reached out tenderly, thumb coaxing away the trace of sweetness from Midoriya's face. She brought it to her lips with a teasing smirk, tasting the remnant dessert as well as the undercurrent of something more profoundly shared.

“Kacchan!” Midoriya's eyes became large, her cheeks flushed, retreating a step but unable to hide her smile. Her heart skipped as Bakugo's smirk softly threatened her into a sly expression. Without warning, Midoriya tried to run laughter filled the room Bakugo hoisted Midoriya catching her before she could get far, she lifted her up with effortless grace before spinning her into the living room where she landed on the plush couch—a bouquet of giggles escaping from her lips. The world paused in their haven, rays of glee weaving through the room like music.

After sometime of cuddling they settled into each other's embrace, time itself melted between them. There was a gentleness to Bakugo’s movements—contrasting so greatly with her usual fierce bravado—a tenderness reserved for her "Deku" alone. When their lips met in a kiss so sweet it rivaled their earlier treat, there remained nothing but love suffusing every heartbeat and breath between them.

Deku's voice whispered into the softness around them: “I love you Kacchan,” arms tightening to pull her Kacchan even closer—if such a thing were possible.

“You too bug,” Bakugo responded with another old nickname made anew. Her voice imbued with protectiveness yet brimming with an unparalleled softness—a promise whispered against pink lips for now and all days to come.

Im living for Bakugo calling Deku bug as an insult but now she's hear lightning bug 😭 im sorry it's short HAPPY YOUR BIRTH

this was on my birthday omg!!!! i am in TEARS i can't believe i missed this, i am so beyond sorry :(( really thank you so much for giving me bkdk yuri, like this is something so special and dear to me, god i would walk on my knees for weeks to apologize to you, but I'm so thankful!! thank you for your existence and for this fic!!!

also the fic is really sweet and gentle and so so so beautiful, i am so happy, i think I've been smiling at this for 10 minutes now omg, if there's ever a proper way to thank you for this please do let me know!!!

[selene-19]

It's been a month since the cover of Volume #37 is released. I still remember when I first saw it and thought its a fan-art then screaming, crying and thrashing when I found it canon and really drawn by Horikoshi sensei

The bakudeku covers:

This is the bkdk covers so far. Oh, how fast the night changes. Their first cover having a black like crack between them signifying that their relationship is still unstable and broken. My favorite cover is volume #29. Katsuki reaching his hand to a small Izuku on the river really makes me have a warm and soft feeling. He really regretted not taking his hand back then. Not to mention Katsuki's expression is everything. Volume #37 is my 2nd favorite but I just can't handle the angst. My heart still breaks whenever I think about Deku's rage, him holding Kacchan's chest so tenderly and ready to protect him to anyone and of course Katsuki just laying in Izuku's arms 😭💔

Special mention to the back cover of volume #33. I love it so much. The rain, their colors in the background green and orange skies, Katsuki's soft and worried expression and you can see his eyes that he is not having enough sleep ever since Izuku left UA 🥹

Then if you notice the clear white space on the left of them which I think means emptiness and distance. Which means ever since Izuku left UA Katsuki must have felt empty and bleak.

Don't mind me having a brainrot of bkdk covers right now. I just miss them so much 😩🥺

The back cover can also be the apology that will be animated soon. Hope bones won't mess it up. It's one of the most important moments between them 🤧🧡💚

[angst-king]

Love Beyond Mortality CHp 6

(Next mini story for this series, will be a sort of Bakudeku-centered story!) ((Filthy Pride! pt 1) Let's open up a few pages further down in our storybook, shall we? Don’t worry nothing too deep ahead, ah! Here! The great coliseum fall! Hold onto your best friends listeners, cause this one may hurt.

Izuku had been born quirkless, born in what was now seen as the 20% of the lowest and weakest of beings. First, there were primordials and the Olympians, then the ‘run of the mill’ deities, and next were lesser-known gods. Below them were mortals, the mortals had their own ranking system. Prime devotees were the highest, they usually were people with strong quirks who the gods picked to devote themselves. They were granted long lives once they were soul-bonded and shared the powers of their deity(s). There were royals, that were self-explanatory. Then there were heroes, mortals raised by the hero commission to protect the village. Next were quirk-wielding civilians, they possessed their own powers. Mythics were a strange in-between subject, there were sub-mythical beings who did have quirks not associated with their species, others did not have quirks but were usually well respected and sometimes feared by the regular mortals, and lived among the gods. Then there were the quirkless, a group most saw as a dying breed. They were the lowest on the totem pole, seen as useless dirt beneath people’s shoes. Izuku often wondered how quirkless people ended up this way when they were the reason for demigods, and other mythics being created in the first place.

Nevertheless, Izuku had always had an affinity towards not only quirks but the gods. The diversity when it came to quirks fascinated him, and don’t get him started on the gods and their abilities or we’d be here all day! He had one dream, he knew it was a stupid dream but a dream nonetheless. To become someone’s devotee, he knew becoming a god wasn’t possible, but at the very least he’d want to be a prime devotee. He wanted to be someone people depended on, someone people looked up to! He wanted to help those who were just as vulnerable as him, and he’d do it with a smile, he wanted to be the one people felt safe around. He knew it was a silly dream, he had been told many times about how foolish and ignorant his thinking was. That did not stop him from training and researching as much as he could, he had one person who still believed in him.

“Izuku honey, are you still going to the tournament?”Asked Inko as she began to bandage up a phoenix. Izuku shrugged as he dropped his satchel bag when he walked into his mother’s workshop.

“I-I don’t know Mom, probably not.” He answered solemnly, Inko frowned seeing her son sad, she knew something happened at school, something always happened at school. But this was the worst she had seen him, not to mention he looked like he had gotten into a fight!

“Oh, sweetheart what happened to you?” Izuku didn’t give her a clear answer, just saying ‘Just got into a small fight, it's fine’ before trudging up the stairs to his room. Inko sighed and decided she’d approach him about it after she finished up with her client. When she did she made her way up the stairs to check on him. She could hear his soft cries through the door as she got close, she knew Izuku was a sensitive soul but it had to be bad for him to consider not going to a tournament he’d been training years for!

“Izuku, can I come in?” Inko asked before she heard a sniffly ‘Come in’. She just barely opened the door and Izuku was right on the other side. Face stained with tears and dried blood and bandaids.

“Honey, what happened to you?” Izuku broke down as he spoke, his voice shaky and cracking.

“Ho-how can I-I be so-someone’s devotee wh-when I can hardly de-defend myself. Wh-why did I waste m-my life thinking I co-could do this?” Inko’s heart broke at her son’s words and pulled him to her chest.

“Your classmates again?” Izuku nodded and told her what happened at school that day.

“Th-the teacher read aloud the l-list of those who’d be going for the tournament, a-and when he read my-my name it-it was horrible. Sure I expected to be ridiculed, i-I’m used to the name calling and books being thrown bu-but. After school they-they jumped me, told me not even a siren would find me useful….M-maybe they’re right Mom…” Inko brushed her fingers soothingly through the boy’s hair shushing him. She knew people were cruel, she had seen firsthand some of the things Izuku would go through, hell she had to defend him in her own workshop when people had the Gaul to insult him! From yelling at him to drawing on him with a marker to beating him. It always amazed her just how low people could go with their hatred. However if there was one thing Inko wouldn’t do, it was let her son give up. Of course, the idea of her son becoming someone’s chosen devotee scared her. She knew it was not an easy path, it was how she lost her husband but she knew this meant a lot to Izuku! She was terrified at first when Izuku said he wanted to be a devotee just like his father, she was scared her son would meet the same fate. But as he got older she knew that doing this gave him purpose, it gave him a reason to get up in the mornings! She told stories of the gods she had met through Izuku’s father, both the good and bad, the light-hearted stories and some not-so-light-hearted ones. Nothing deterred him from wanting to chase this dream because he wanted to be something to someone!

“No.” Izuku followed up with a confused ‘h-huh?’ through sniffles as he pulled away from his mother.

“They’re not right Izuku, and I won't let you give up.” She looked her son in the eyes with a serious expression as she held him by the shoulders.

“You’ve come this far, and I’m sure many of your peers have given up by now, and many will continue to give up. You may not have a quirk, but that’s made you work ten times harder than everyone else, and I won't let you throw that work away for nothing!” Izuku was a little taken aback by his mother’s firmness and push for him to go through with it. She had always seemed to try and steer him away from this, even though she supported him, she also would express her fears and worries for his safety.

“I don’t care if you don’t end up being a devotee in the end, but what I do care about is if you let yourself give up before you even try! What you lack in special abilities you make up for in intellect, compassion, and patience! As long as you give it your all I will be proud of you! As long as you come back home I will have Katsudon waiting for you. All I ask is that you not give up.” Izuku nodded as he wiped away his tears, Inko told Izuku to sit on the bed she had something for him. She came back with a small box and placed it on his lap.

“This was your father’s charm given to him by a nature god he worked under, it was meant to protect him during battle and bring him good luck.” Upon opening the box, Izuku carefully picked up the charm. A butterfly pendant the size of his hand it was a glimmering blue and green with a golden lining.

“You clip it to your belt while you pray for your safety and luck.” Izuku’s eyes went wide, was she really passing on this to him!? His eyes raked over the tiny butterfly charms attached to the item. It felt so real to be holding something that used to belong to his father!

“Alright, I’ll do it, and I’ll make you proud Mom.” He declared with a grin beginning to spread across his face. Izuku then hurriedly got ready, shooing his mother out of his room to change his clothes and grab his gear. He placed the butterfly clip in a safe compartment before heading downstairs to say goodbye to his mother and then running out of the house with a newfound motivation.

This event was held inside an amphitheater, the grand Colosseum home to the god of the Sun and War. Many people showed up to this, piling in through the large doors shoving and pushing one another through. Many village heroes, some regular civilians and school-aged, men -mostly men- and women. Some were already forming their groups and making big talk of themselves and their abilities. Izuku tried to remain out of people’s sight hoping not to be recognized. He hadn’t even made it 5 feet before a rock was thrown at the back of his head. Thankfully it wasn’t hard enough to injure him.

“Ey dweeb I thought we told your loser ass not to come or we’d kill you?” Izuku took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before continuing to walk away. He’d save his pent-up anger for the events, he’d been through this routine many times before not like he couldn’t take it for a few minutes longer. He didn’t even raise his shield when the small group of bullies came over and grabbed him by his collar raising him off the ground.

“Since you’ve decided not to listen we’ll put you in your place right here. Scum like you belongs in the ground 10 feet under. Why don’t you go back home and cry to your wench of a mother.” Though if there was one thing you didn’t do to Izuku, thump!

“Ey! Bastard boy’s got balls!” That one thing you never do is insult his mother. A fist swung towards his face which he dodged with ease and sent a kick right to his assulter’s stomach. He was surprised not to feel armor underneath. Much to the group’s dismay, he was. Both underneath his clothes and over the top some parts, his pants had it sewn in thanks to his mother’s help. A few of them groaned in pain when their bare fists were met with metal while he stood there and took it. They gave up for the time being and scurried away though not without threats.

“We’ll make sure you pay” “Gonna wish you had never even thought of entering.” “If you lose and we see you in school, good luck 'cause we’ll make sure you get what you deserve, freak!” Scuttling away like cockroaches, Izuku’s attention turned to the sky which suddenly became dark. Yet he had a feeling that he shouldn’t stare, shielding his eyes a hearty laugh echoed through the stadium from center stage. The sand clouded their visions but the voice continued.

“Welcome young mortals, it is I, King Allmight here to supervise this test!” The sand began to clear and on the center stage was King Allmight standing with a wide smile, and his hands on two people wearing a gladiator helmet. One had gold lining to their outfit, while the other had silver. Their hands intertwined as they stood side by side.

“On your left, goddess of the moon and strategic war, Momo Yaoyorozu!” The person on the left lifted off her helmet revealing a young girl with thick long black hair she kept in a ponytail. Black eyes and a rather strong build. She looked to be around the same age as Izuku, almost 15!

“And on the right, God of the sun and war, Katsuki Bakugou!” Lifting off his helmet with his free hand, was a young boy looking the same age as Momo. Bright red eyes, spiky blond hair, blackout soot, and an ash-like design lined the upper half of his face almost like a mask. He dawned red earrings and many tattoos. The helmets made them look a lot more intimidating and older, some civilians looked surprised to see how young they were though many didn’t seem to have a problem with it. If Izuku had a memory-erasing quirk he’d make good use of it after hearing what many of the men….expressed amongst themselves in regards to the moon goddess.

“You will compete for a spot on their devotional teams through one large test! The test is capture the flag, you must capture all the different flags of the rainbow. While you do this you will take down monsters and get through the obstacles of this course. You will meet up with them at the end of the course, maps are being given out now.” Izuku was handed his map and looked through it, he’d have to get through the colosseum, through the forest, through the lagoon, and back here.

“There are no rules on how you do this as long as you make it back with all the flags, everything is fair game! Your only limit is the time, the sun and moon are currently eclipsed, and once the test begins they will circle into an eclipse path again. You must make it back before the sun and moon reach once again.” While Allmight explained the route, Izuku got out the belt clip and attached it to his hip belt. He saw the king gesture two Bakugou and Yaoyorozu as he finished up.

“Without further ado, twins it's on your count!” Both young gods nodded and counted together as they let go of each other’s hands.

“10….9….8….”As they started to count down the ground started to shake, many contestants hurriedly grabbed their weapons or powered their quirks in a running stance. Some looked around to each other, but no one paid attention to the ground.

“7….6….5” Izuku noticed the grounded shaking, the sand below them began to form in worm-like shapes as if something were underneath them. Izuku had a feeling he knew what it was, and that one wave of sand that was coming right for him was a-

“4…3…2…1!” “SAND WORMS!” The blinding light of the sun revealing itself disoriented many contestants. Not giving them time to save themselves as the sandworm burrowed its way around. The creatures took some down in a matter of seconds, others were swallowed by the concaving sand traps burying them alive. Izuku ran towards the worms, running over the top of their burrows to get through the exit. He didn’t look back and ran for the gate that opened just in time.

[samisnotlegend]

I think you mentioned in a post yesterday that you're always open to receiving questions about your fics, so today I have a question about See You Soon.

You probably don't plan to write a sequel, but do you have any headcanons about what happens to bakudeku after they get married? (Is it even a headcanon if it's coming from the author?)

I just think their story is interesting and their dynamic so cute and want to know more about them as well as your writing process! And if you have no headcanons, what was your favorite part about writing this specific fic?

Oh what a FANTASTIC question!! Thank you so much for asking!!!! Okay this got a little long. A summary and ramblings of SYS's possible sequel under the cut!!!

Alright so: See You Soon. I have definitely toyed with the idea of writing a sequel, actually. I still might do it, but I have so many other upcoming fics and oneshots that I don't mind spoiling it, because if a SYS sequel does happen, it is a loooong way off. (Also, it would focus more on smut than on the plot which I outline here. So! Spoilers are fine!)

Anyway, the wedding is very happy. Katsuki has another mini-meltdown on the alter, because he is out-of-his-mind happy that he gets to marry Izuku. Izuku cries too, obviously. Almost immediately after the ceremony, they sneak off into a coat closet. Mistuki eventually yanks them out and makes them attend their own party.

At the reception, there is a little bit of drama. I won't get into everything here, but let's just say that bkdk foil a certain plan of Dabi's, and Izuku is immediatley able to prove his loyalty to Katsuki, the Bakugou clan, and also help Shouto out. (This actually almost made it into the main fic, but it was already so long lol.)

Party continues on, and Mitsuki eventually kicks Izuku and Katsuki out of their own party because they're having a hard time keeping their hands off of each other.

Then after that... bkdk take over the Bakugou family! It genuinely goes well. Katsuki is the hard, outwardly cold boss, and Izuku is his perfect foil. Diplomatic and outwardly-soft and kind. Of course, everyone who is anyone knows that Katsuki is also incredibly soft, and Izuku is also incredibly badass. But their fronts and reputations work well.

Sero and Shouto get married. Yay! There is a foiled assassination attempt once or twice, as Dabi + the league desperately try to keep it from happeneing. Maybe Katsuki and Izuku play bodyguards to their respective friends lol. But things go well, seroki get married, and the ties between the Bakugou clan and Shouto's faction of the Todoroki clan become incredibly strong. Shouto takes over the entire group, with Sero as his husband. The league lose power more and more, eventually disbanding.

Bkdk and seroki achive an awesome balance in the city, and the city is far better off for it.

As for Bkdk's relationship... I think it is everything Katsuki hopes for in SYS and more. The more he gets to know Izuku the more he loves him. They are ruthless crime bosses, but they also have weekend superhero movie marathons. They nerd out over rare All Might merch, but fight and strategize with amazing synchonity.

I guess, to summarize, bkdk do face challenges after they get married. But they overcome them, and really do live happily after. They definitely never stop being in love, that's for sure.

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My favorite part about writing this fic was writing Katsuki's panic post-library scene. Because I knew that at the same moment Katsuki was panicking, Izuku was at the Todoroki compound, pleased as fucking punch. He was probably laying on his bed writing "Bakugou Izuku" in hearts over and over again in his notebooks while sighing happily to himself. Izuku was SO smug about getting to meet and make out with his fiance before the wedding, you have no idea.

I also really liked writing Katsuki sneaking up on Izuku before the wedding lol. He was just so happy! I love it when Katsuki is happy. XD

Honestly though, my favorite thing about this fic isn't any one part. When I received the initial prompts (mafia and/or arranged marriage) I was stumped! I thought I was gonna write something angsty. I didn't though. It ended up writing something so silly, but sexy and fun too, and I'm really proud of that. Even the angstiest of prompts turn sweet and lovey-dovey when my boys are involved, I guess. XD

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Okay that's ENOUGH of me talking lol. Thank you SO MUCH for asking though! You don't know how lovely it is to be able to share stuff like this - all the happiness and joy that the characters do in fact get to experience after the story ends. I can't say that it's like this for all writers, but I don't stop thinking about my boys when their little stories end. They live on hehe.

If anyone has any questions about any of my fics, you are always more than welcome to ask. <3 Okay! Thanks again! I hope this lived up to your hopes! <3

[red-riot-unbreakable-heart]

Gentle DabiHawks makes my heart go UMFFF💕

DabiHawks Rainy Day Together ☔️

Like imagine a rainy day at home - Hawks pulling a fresh batch of cookies out of the oven. He’s in his favorite pair of well loved sweatpants (the ugly grey ones with the grease stain on the left butt cheek) and he’s got his favorite album playing on the record player - slow and mournful. The apartment is sleepy and warm and the gentle sound of rain pattering against the window is so relaxing.

Dabi rolls off the couch and wipes sleep out of his eyes. He comes up behind Hawks and gives him a sleepy kiss on the cheek before grabbing the kettle and starting a pot of their favorite herbal tea. He’s wearing a strange combination of dark, fitted running leggings and a rejected t-shirt design from Hawks’ line of hero merch that features a derpy chibi illustration of Hawks’ sweet face. It’s a running joke between them that it’s the ugliest shirt in existence. Dabi is the only person on Earth who’s allowed to wear it.

Hawks swats Dabi away from the piping hot cookies on the counter (“you’ll burn yourself!”) and Dabi grins widely as he snatches up an oatmeal cookie anyway and then promptly burns the roof of his mouth (“I told you so!”).

They put on an old, syrupy romcom that they pretend to hate, picking apart the dialogue and the acting choices as they snack on cookies and tea. They slump into a comfortable position on the couch - Dabi’s long legs stretched across Hawks’ lap, Hawks’ hand resting on Dabi’s thigh. They snuggle up underneath an old purple throw blanket that a fan gifted Hawks when he was just starting out as a hero. He tucks the blanket around Dabi’s icy feet, reminiscing about how much the simple fan gift had meant to him when he had received it at 19 - he remembers how his heart had felt like it was glowing.

Their tiny black cat settles on Dabi’s chest and falls asleep to the gentle rise and fall of his chest. Hawks and Dabi’s eyes meet and they both grin at their sweet shelter cat as he purrs in his sleep.

Hawks can’t remember having ever been so happy before. Here he is - cuddled up with his little imperfect family, cozy and safe on a rainy day. He smiles and basks in the comfort and softness of it all. He squeezes Dabi’s thigh and thinks - even bad guys get happy endings, sometimes.

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[boba-tea-addict-1004]

Noctambulant (a bakudeku fanfic) Chapter Twenty five: Eye witness (part one)

TW: Descriptions of Fatal accident involving harm and Coma. if these are triggering to you skip the parts within the lines

They continued softly wrapping around each other, as Izuku hummed in the kiss he felt different… like he had before this whole situation happened. He was actually able to feel his heart pound again, a feeling he never knew he’d miss. Bakugou pulled away, as both took a moment to catching their breath Izuku slightly smiled to himself “Kachan...” Bakugou then looked up at the other cupping his face “Izuku..” then Izuku glanced over and saw Todoroki standing there awkwardly “uh- kachan..” he said slightly flustered pointing over at Todoroki. Bakugou then finally noticed and immediately cleared his throat. Todoroki looked over and didn’t see anything (cuz’ only Bakugou can see Izuku) and in a mildly confused tone said “uh- should I come back another time- “

“Icy hot I swear!” Bakugou narrowed his eyes at him “we do not speak of this.”

Todoroki nodded in agreement and sighed trying to move on “okay, so what is it you wanted to know exactly?”

Bakugou thought for a moment still red from embarrassment “w-well I guess to start. what part did you play in this?”

“I help Izuku get ready and reassured him it was gunna be okay... although I myself wasn’t convinced it would work out. I just said what Kirishima wanted me to tell him”

Izuku huffed slightly crossing his arms

Bakugou sighed “I don’t blame you... “

Todoroki paused for a bit then continued “after that he said he’d ask his mom to drive him there and that he hoped it’d turn out okay... “

“and after that?”

Todoroki was quiet for a bit... Izuku then got a sick feeling cuz’ he had an idea of where this was going. “a bit after that Kiri and I were on the way to the restaurant... Kiri and I were supposed to watch you too and make sure everything went smoothly. But not even halfway there we saw...”

“oh... you were there?”

Todoroki nodded

And then in a blink Izuku remembered... as if it happened a second time.

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My head… what happened. Everything was blurry and clouded. plus, the ringing in his head was loud and pounding, it hurt to think and hurt even more to move. As rain continued to fall he began to feel cold. He normally loved the feeling of rain on his face but he didn’t remember it feeling like added weight.  As he slowly opened his eyes the streetlights had a burning feeling on his eyes almost like looking into the sun. “Izuku!!” he heard a voice call. Mom? He felt somebody take his hand but he didn’t want to move it look... it hurt. He then heard the sound of Running footsteps getting closer “Midoriya!” said one in a panicked tone. Todoroki? Todoroki then knelt down beside him in his line of vision. Todoroki looked like he was crying, but it could also have been the rain pouring on his face. Todoroki used his ice quirk on his sides where it hurt, it helped a bit but still hurt to move. Todoroki Looked up for a bit as another voiced chimed in “I’ll call for help” Kirishima? Then they ran off

“Please hurry!”

Inko was still holding Midoriya’s hand “not my baby... please! Not my baby!”

“Hold on Midoriya. Hold on..” Todoroki said in a broken voice

Izuku inhaled and then in a soft voice said “I’ll try..”

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Izuku rubbed his forehead then turned to kachan nodded to confirm. Bakugou sighed. “so that’s why Kirishima went off the grid that night.”

Todoroki nodded “he also stayed in my dorm... I didn’t mind cuz’ to be honest. neither of us wanted to be alone... not after that.”

“…makes sense. . what happened after that?”

“After that me and Kiri check on Ms. Midoriya often and Aizawa let her babysit Eri... helped her take her mind off things... fast forward to present day, a few weeks ago Inko told us she didn’t want midorya to suffer anymore... that really set Kiri off and just- “he sighed “he really does think it’s his fault.. I did too”

Bakugou thought for a moment “…Icy- Todoroki. I know your all ready to give up but there’s something you should know.”

Todoroki looked up at him “what is it?”

Bakugou sighed “I know I sound crazy but Izuku still has a chance!”

“I hate to be the barer of bad news but your boyfriend- “

“boyfriend?”

“When we talked in the garden you called him your boyfriend”

Bakugou then Remembered “UH- “ Slightly flustered and trying resist the urge to shove him

“I just thought-“

“1. I didn’t mean to say that and 2. When would I have had time to ask him?!”

Todoroki shook his head “my point is there not really anything we can do, unless you can convince Ms. Midoriya to buy him more time then it’s useless debating-”

“wait.. That’s it! Icyhot you’re a genius!” Bakugou then grabbed his bag and ran down

[oshiawaseni]

me: I can’t wait for bkdk to go on their gay homo gay double date with togachaco *fondly remembers this art*

hori:

[dynyamight]

Hello! Could you do this one :

192 - You make me feel alive. For the first time ever, I feel like I can breathe.

Thanks ☺☺

192. You make me feel alive. For the first time ever, I feel like I can breathe.

“My, you’ve grown so tall and handsome, Katsuki! I can barely recognize you!”

Bakugou shrugs stiffly, hands deeply shoved in his pockets. “..Evenin’, Auntie.”

“Hurry, hurry!” Inko quickly beckons him inside the apartment, with frantic hand motions. “The cold air will get you sick the longer you stand out there.”

After a few tentative steps inside, and offering a mumbled pardon of intrusion, Bakugou makes a look around the small home.

God, everything looked eerily the damn same.

The miniature sofa, the kotatsu, the TV airing the local news, the rickety old dining table, in the same faded wood color just like before. The kitchen, probably looks the same, too.

Nothing new.

And, oddly enough, Bakugou was glad. Familiarity was very much needed, right now.

“Let me take your coat, dear.” Inko shushes quietly, right beside him. When Bakugou twists his head down, he looks to see her offering a soft smile.

Something in his chest clenches. “Nah, s’fine.” He coughs, struggling to meet her gaze. “..We’ll be leaving soon, anyway.”

“You know, that’s what you always told me, back when you two were kids.” Inko voices gently, “Waiting at the front door. Ready to head out, as soon as Izuku stepped out.”

“It warms my heart to see you two together.” She says, gazing at him, with that same comforting expression she used to give him long ago.

The inside of his palms are damp, sweating nervously. All he can offer is a quick nod of acknowledgment, without losing his cool in front of her.

Sure, they weren’t close before, but Inko only remembers him as that child. The one that was her son’s best friend. The one that knocked at her front door, jumping in his sneakers excitedly. The little boy who guided her son out of her home, and brought him back, safe and sound.

And, the same guy who was once the source of all of her beloved son’s distress, turmoil, and torment.

He hopes Midoriya has told her redeeming things about him, now that she knows that part. Because, there’s no way in hell he can sell himself any better.

A door to the right of the hallway opens in that instant.

With his back turned away from them, Midoriya steps out in an obnoxious All Might pajama set, barefooted.

He’s holding up two sweaters, dangling from each hand. “Mom!” He calls out towards the dining room, “Which one looks better? Yellow or red?”

“I can’t tell, Izuku.” Inko states easily, “Turn around.”

Doing a double take, Midoriya pivots in his stance, almost tripping over the long pants. “Oh, when did you get behind-?”

Midoriya’s face drops, before the shirts hit the floor.

Bakugou snorts, while Inko intently gazes at the fallen clothing. “I would think the burgundy one would look wonderful, sweetie.” She advises, regardless.

Quickly, Midoriya gathers and shoves his sweaters in his arms, and hurries back into his room, slamming the door shut. The click of a lock echoes, alongside a bunch of stressed, inaudible words.

“..You sure you don’t want me to take your coat?” Inko asks him. This time, there’s a knowing, small teasing expression on her face. “Izuku might take a while longer.”

Bakugou doesn’t wait for long, seated under the warming kotatsu. His drums his fingers on his thighs, here and there. And, the heat does get a little stuffy, while wearing black jeans and a turtleneck.

But, otherwise, it’s not intolerable. Inko had offered him plenty, during his wait; a hot mug of ginger and cinnamon tea, a small plate of cookie biscuits, and her silent, yet welcoming company. She even insisted on covering his shoulders with a large blanket, engulfing him completely.

“Anything for you.” Inko reassures him, despite having not voiced anything. “You have done so much to keep Izuku happy. It’s the least I can do.”

The overbearing politeness runs in the family, like a disease.

He feels he should thank her, or better yet, try to have a conversation with her. But, each time he builds up the internal guts to say something, the words get caught in his throat.

He wants to make sure he says the right thing to Midoriya’s mother. Unfortunately, he desperately wants her approval.

So, when Midoriya finally walks around the corner, in a nice pair of jeans and that same burgundy sweater from before, Bakugou’s relieved to say the least.

He feels saved.

“Now, the night is only getting colder, by the minute.” Inko hurriedly tells them, as the three of them walk to the front door, “This winter season has been terribly freezing! My heart can’t handle either of you catching the flu, let alone both of you! So, try to make it home not only safe, but healthy. Oh, and if you are unable to catch the last train, please let me know! I will gladly-”

“It’s okay.” Midoriya reassures her, putting a hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry, Mom. We’ll be okay.”

“I know, I know. Just please-”

“Call you when we’re on our way home.” Midoriya answers easily. “Yeah, I will.”

“..You promise?”

“I promise, Mom.”

They share a sweet, long embrace, which Bakugou can’t help, but look away.

Something about their close bond, and unashamed love for each other feels intrusive for him to be a part of.

Something that he doesn’t deserve to be a part of. At least, not yet.

Instead, he solely focuses on readjusting his winter coat over his shoulders.

On their languid walk towards the metro station, a few blocks away from the apartment complex, Midoriya slips his hand in his.

“You told me 20:00, Kacchan.” He whines, however.

Bakugou rolls his eyes. “It was.” He corrects in a huff, “Until you fucking said I could drop by an hour early.”

“Wha—? When did I say that?”

“During our damn lunch break, yesterday.” Bakugou incredulously stares at him. “The hell? You were the one who came up to me and literally said it yourself. How your conference for today with the academy got cancelled. ”

For a moment too long, Midoriya stays silent, visibly mulling over the words in his head. Each quiet second makes Bakugou more internally baffled, downright shocked.

If it weren’t for Midoriya’s warm hand loosely holding onto him, he’d crackle a couple explosions, in spite.

“Oh. I did.” Midoriya breathes out laughing, bringing his other hand to his face. “I completely forgot.”

“Shitty Deku.” Bakugou grunts. “Starting the night off wrong, already?”

“Hey! Don’t go making me feel bad, Kacchan!” With pleading eyes, Midoriya looks up at him. “I didn’t mean to forget. School’s been hectic recently, and you know that.”

Those huge, bright green eyes. His kryptonite.

Bakugou clicks his tongue. “..Whatever. S’not like the wait was awful.”

“Oh god, I hope my mom wasn’t too much with you.” Midoriya messes with Bakugou’s fingers in between his, tightening and letting go of them.

“Not at all.” Bakugou lies.

Smiling, Midoriya lets out a big sigh of relief. “Thank goodness. If you two didn’t get along tonight, I might have had an aneurysm.”

“If you had to choose—” Bakugou starts.

Midoriya narrows his eyes. “Stop it.”

Bakugou scoffs, slipping out an air of mirth into it. “Obviously your mom.”

“Obviously, it would be too hard of a decision to make.” Midoriya corrects. “Hopefully that time never, ever, ever comes.”

Despite trying not to smile, Bakugou feels the traces of a smirk on the corners of his lips. “If that day ever happens, always pick Auntie.” He states easily, “Her heartbreak would be so fucking intense. Put all natural disasters to damn shame.”

With a small, slipped out laugh, Midoriya bumps their shoulders together, softened by their winter coats. “You are weirdly making sense, Kacchan.”

“Of course I’m making fucking sense. She cries over the thought of someone taking you away. Villain, or not.”

“Every mother is like that!”

“Hell, I’m damn surprised Auntie didn’t flip her shit from seeing me.” Bakugou honestly confesses finally, more to himself than to Midoriya. “Dating her one and only son, and she didn’t even freak out about it.”

And, just like that, Bakugou knows something is wrong, from the moment Midoriya stays quiet.

They continue to walk, despite the sudden tense mood between them. But, that doesn’t mean Bakugou doesn’t want to demand Midoriya to speak up, the longer he keeps his mouth shut.

But also, he doesn’t want to ruin their night, and so, he waits begrudgingly.

Right as the two are on the outskirts of the metro tunnel, Midoriya twiddles Bakugou’s fingers nervously.

“..I haven’t told her about us yet,” He admits, face morphed in guilt. “But, I mean, she could very easily guess our intentions tonight. So, maybe— I don’t know —she might know.”

Bakugou hums, allowing himself a few seconds to process that. He then breathes a long air through his nose. “..I figured.” He simply says.

“It’s not like I want to hide us.” Midoriya voices aloud, furrowing his brows. “It’s just with graduation coming up, and the academy still looking for an agency to accept me as anything, and then my father suddenly wanting to come back into our lives, she’s just been a little stressed with everything going on, including myself. And, I don’t want to potentially ruin us and-”

With a tight grip, Bakugou halts them to a sudden stop.

When Midoriya worriedly gazes at him, he offers him back a nod. “Yeah, I get it.” Bakugou firmly states.

“Kacchan, I-”

“You’re fine. Don’t worry about it.”

And, he really means it.

While people bypass them, heading through the automatic doors of the metro station, they both remain standing, staring back at each other.

The first to break is Midoriya, releasing a big, tired sigh. “You’re right.” He frowns, looking away. “I’m totally ruining this date night. I’m sorry.”

Pulling his hand out of the hold, Bakugou instead brings his arms over Midoriya’s shoulders. He hugs them close. “No, you’re not.”

“I am.” Midoriya responds backs, muffled.

“We’ve been on more shit dates, Deku.” Bakugou tells him in his ear. “And, this ain’t one. It barely even began.”

“A whole year, and I—I haven’t even told her.” Midoriya shakingly admits. “I’m such a coward.”

Bakugou huffs. “You’re not. The talk ain’t easy. Hell, telling my hag and old man about us was like pulling teeth out of my damn mouth.”

“..At least you told them.”

“Listen, you went through a lot of shit, two years ago.” Bakugou reminds Midoriya, bluntly. “The running away. The dropping out. The undercover work. The public hate. Getting together after all fucking that, probably wasn’t even the best move.”

“I still remember it all.” Midoriya mumbles.

Bakugou tightens his hug. “And, since then, life’s been a total bitch to you. I fucking wish you didn’t get half the crap you have to deal with, because it runs you into a damn mess.”

“But, I—”

“So, just focus on the important shit, right now.” Bakugou breathes out, pressing his head against Midoriya’s. “Us? We can wait. No, I can wait. I’ll be right beside you, until then, and even after that.”

Lifting his arms up and around Bakugou’s back, Midoriya holds onto him, just as tight as him. “..You promise?”

Bakugou exhales a short sigh. “I promise, Izuku. We’ll be okay.”

Letting go, Midoriya gently pushes away from Bakugou’s grip, causing them to finally part, for who knows how long.

Before the secondhand embarrassment of people witnessing them sinks into his pride, Bakugou’s redirected to the watery eyes of Midoriya, as he quickly blinks them dry.

“God, when did you get so—?” Midoriya wildly moves his hands around, gesturing over at Bakugou.

On the other hand, Bakugou scrunches his nose. “The hell does that mean?”

“So supportive?” Immediately, Midoriya shakes his head. “No, you’ve been supportive, that’s not the right word. So kind? Uh, that doesn’t sound right..”

“You mean romantic.” Bakugou puts it bluntly.

A rush of red floods Midoriya’s face, matching his sweater and shoes. “Don’t say it so loud, Kacchan!”

“I wouldn’t have to, if you weren’t asking dumb ass questions!” Bakugou yells back, crossing his arms definitively. “We’re together, Deku! Of course I’m gonna tell you fucking sappy shit.”

“Shh! You are making us be a public scene!”

“Too late! We were a public scene the fucking moment we stopped in front of the damn metro like stupid lovers at the altar!”

It starts slow, with nothing, but Midoriya blinking up at him.

But then, a slipped sputter starts and a bubbling laughter erupts from Midoriya. He grabs onto Bakugou’s arm, helping him from not bending over in giggles.

“W-We really did!” Midoriya barely says, wheezing, “Lovers at an altar. A-And, you literally gave me vows!”

It takes Bakugou forcibly grabbing his idiotic, cackling boyfriend to finally move aside, and walk through the station’s entrance. He refuses to focus too much on the fire heating his face.

He’s never making outlandish, romantic gestures in public, ever again.

They missed their train, obvious from the lengthy moment they had outside. But, neither of them were upset about the ordeal. Instead, they gradly bought tickets for the next train to Tokyo, with only a thirty minute wait.

As Bakugou starts to shift comfortably in his bench seat, right beside him, Midoriya rests his head on top of his shoulder. “Thankfully, we still won’t miss the movie premiere.”

“Because your weird ass is making us leave hours before midnight.”

“For situations like these!”

Bakugou scoffs a short laugh. “I guess it’s reasonable.”

Grabbing his hand into a loose grip, Midoriya twiddles with Bakugou’s fingers once more. “Thank you. For tonight.” Midoriya whispers.

“You needed time to chill the fuck out. With the shit you’ve been facing, let tonight be the night you forget about it.” Bakugou grumbles, “Besides, I haven’t been able to steal you away, for my damn self.” He tacks on.

Midoriya smiles back at him, head comfortably slumped on his shoulder. “You make me feel alive, again. And, for the first time ever, since the start of this year,” He sighs, longingly up at Bakugou, “I feel like I can breathe.”

Bakugou brings him closer, chin tucked in his curls. “Good. I need you to breathe, at least once and a fucking while.”

Midoriya snorts. “Just at least once?”

“And, a fucking while.” Bakugou reiterates, “I’m not a monster.”

“No, you’re not.” Midoriya chuckles, bringing his legs over Bakugou’s lap. “You’re my monstrous boyfriend.”

“That’s fucking right.”

For a while, they stay just like that; close, intimate, and stuck together, without a care of the outside world. Maybe it’s from the intense conversation from earlier, but Bakugou doesn’t feel deterred to back away. Instead, he feels comfortable in holding Midoriya, and not letting go.

“You know,” Midoriya starts, “My mom wouldn’t freak out.”

Bakugou raises a brow. “..Hm?”

“About us. She wouldn’t freak or flip out like that.”

“C’mon, Deku.” Bakugou scoffs, shaking his head. “You don’t gotta lie to me, now.”

“I’m serious.” Midoriya reaffirms strongly, emphasizing his words with a tightened grasp around his hand. “She wouldn’t.”

“I’m not the type of guy you bring to your damn family. Seeing me as anyone’s partner is like fucking failing at life.”

Midoriya brings a tentative hand, cupping the side of Bakugou’s face. His fingertips are rough, yet linger there softly. “Just promise her you’ll make me happy and keep me safe.” Midoriya states easily, smiling brightly. “And, she’ll welcome you with open arms, all over again.”